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yandere-kokeshi · 4 months

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Pregnant! Darling with kratos mhmhmh. The reassurance on both sides, and constant soft comments on how Kratos is better than he was before not only for their unborn child but Atreus mhmhmmm

— Yandere Kratos with a pregnant darling

Warnings: yandere behavior and pregnancy

A/N: I fucking love this, please send in more shit like this. I'm feral for this man <3. Enjoy!

Once he finds out, he’s quiet. Kratos is staring at you, then hovers down to your stomach. His body is stiff, hands clenching and unclenching before a hand reaches and touches your stomach, grasping at it as his fingers glide over your skin. It’s only a matter of seconds as he brings you into a tight embrace as he repeats his promises.

“Are you — sure? I promise. I promise to Atreus, and to you, I will take care of you two.”

Atreus loves to ask questions which only result in the baby. He’s just as excited as his father, and promises to protect you.

It’s no surprise Kratos is paranoid. Even at the start of the few weeks, he’s constantly checking up on you; asking if everything is okay, or does all-nighters to ensure you and Atreus are safe. He knows it’s unhealthy, but he can’t stop the guilt — the obvious fear of losing you. He’s always ready, in a sense that danger is around, even though it’s been days from fights.

This also comes with him being a severe mother hen. Any noises or sighs coming out of you, has him hovering and asking what’s wrong. If you say nothing, he seemingly doesn’t believe you; giving you an ‘are you sure?’ look before huffing and returning to whatever he was doing.

He’s always been a gentle giant with you, touching you with such gentleness. But now, with you being pregnant? He’s extremely careful with you. Always treating you like a shell from the sea ready to shatter. He’s always guiding you with his hands on your hips and lower back, and yelling at ‘no’, when you try to help with house chores.

On the topic of house chores, he doesn’t let you do anything. Not a single chore or hunt is done by you; he orders Atreus or goes by himself to do it. In his defense, he doesn’t want you wasting your energy, or pulling a muscle, especially if you’re far more down the months.

Morning sickness is guaranteed and when it happens, Kratos takes it with a stroll. He’s there next to you, holding your hair back if you need, or rubbing your back. He brings you fresh-cold water to sip on and insists you stay hydrated.

When the baby bump starts showing, Kratos spends most of his time just looking at them — admiring your body, and how gorgeous you are. He finds the pregnant body attractive, how your body grows accustomed to the baby: long and spreading stretch marks, the black line, and muscles that become more prominent. He enjoys tracing them, especially if it’s the time when you two can rest.

When sleeping, he’s always had a habit of you having your head lay on his chest or directly on top of him. Now with you growing a kiddo, he’s constantly wanting you on top of him — your weight helps him sleep better and eases his mind while he overthinks. Plus, he gets to grasp and hold your tummy.

From his experiences with pregnancy, he knows it’s difficult — especially for you, so he never gets mad or upset whenever you yell at him or suddenly cry. Surprisingly, he’s good at supporting you when your emotions are unregulated; always comforting you, and rubbing your back when everything becomes too overwhelming. His hugs tighten, and leaves you alone when needed.

Kratos is always following you, especially in the baths. He enjoys sitting behind you, washing your back or places you cannot reach. Towards the end, he just holds your stomach, rubbing large circles on your lower hips and kissing your sore muscles, whispering how much he adores your perfect body.

The best healers are assigned to you. He’s always with you, asking questions regarding your health and the baby. His demanding presence is enough to scare them, if not his rough voice that constantly shuffles to you and back to them. If he feels unsure, both of you are leaving and going to Freya’s — to which he tries to avoid, but if it needs to be done, then so be it.

Even though he doesn’t want to say it, Kratos worries about the day of meeting the baby. He’s excited of course, wants to meet them and can’t wait for the day of their cries, he’s scared of hurting them– large hands filled with old tainted blood and guilt; what if’s playing in his head.

At night, on the ones he can’t fall asleep, he loves to talk to your stomach — his low baritone asking questions and ensuring their safety, with his own blood, will be his top priority.

Kratos loves seeing Atreus engaging with you.

The boy always reassures you of bending over on an object that he’s already reaching for, and treating you like glass; just like how his father does. He hunts, brings you food, spends time with you and sometimes asks if he can feel the baby. He’s just as attached as his father, and already views you as his other parent.

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ramdom-yandere-thoughts · 1 year

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*Heimdall and y/n arguing in the hall*

Y/N: You are so obnoxious! I am leaving with or without your approval !

Heimdall: As if you could leave this realm without me knowing ! I would never allow it !

#yandere ideas #yandere quotes #random yandere thoughts #gow ragnarok #heimdall #yandere gow #gow x reader #god of war x reader

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pynkgothicka · 1 year

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ＧｅｎｅｒａｌＹａｎｄｅｒｅＧＯＷＨｅａｄｃａｎｏｎｓ

Synopsis - Just some general Headcanons for one of my favorite game series and characters!!

Tags and Warnings - Harm Towards the Reader, that's all I got.

Authors Note - THIS IS SO CRINGE (please don't unfollow me I'm going through a phase (I'm working on BTS reqs rn I swear))

A friendly reminder that all my works are dark fanfiction! Please if you do not like that do not read them! This is your final warning before hitting the keep reading button!!

Kratos

Literally is known for killing, and will gladly do it again

Your like family to him and he's seen too many of those he considered family betray him and die

Pre Norse Kratos would be at his absolute worst peak. Any little thing would result in someone else dying.

Looked at you wrong? Cut in Half.

Someone told you something? Eyes Gouged out.

And the worst someone did to you the more serious Kratos would punish them, or really kill them.

His rage is met with something that calms him, makes him feel grounded, aka you.

But my god is he gentle with you, no matter what. He touches you almost like you'd break if he used anymore force.

Even with the little words he uses when talking to you, he truly loves and cares for you. All he wants is for that love to be recognized and given back to him.

But one thing for sure, Kratos kidnaps you. Just to keep you in his sights and a place he knows and can see you whenever

Post Norse Kratos is much more pleasant to be around. He's more stern, more calm, much more approachable, even if needing a much more deeper urge too.

Plus if your good with Atreus, that only makes things better. He sees that maternal aspect in you instantly

However no matter what he keeps is past closer off to you because he doesn't want you to think any different of him.

(HE LOVES BIG WOMEN GUYS I SAID IT. HE GOT TOO. (all his dead wives are skinny (let me be delusional)))

You yelled out running into the middle of of snow. It was freezing cold but you couldn't stop anytime soon. Or else you'd be trapped back in that house, never to see the light of day.

You heard him.

Heavy, labored breaths behind you.

You ducked down behind a rock, trying to slow your breathing. This was hopeless, but you had to Atleast try. Maybe Freya would help you or something, she does a have a thing against your captor.

“Do you wish to die out here.”

A hand went to your mouth, refusing to give in to the fear that overtook you.

“You cannot survive the cold. Come back. Do you not want to be home? With us?”

His footsteps grew louder, he knew what he was. He was intimidating, scary, deep down a killer.

And did he know how to use those aspects to his advantage.

A hand grabbed at your ankle and you were pulled up by your foot. You made direct eye contact with the wall of muscle that you'd grown to fear. His breathing was labored but he took a deep breath in, and sling you over onto his shoulder.

“We are to talk about this later. Understand?”

All you could do was sob silently and nod your head.

Freya

Man when I tell you shes reminded of what love feels like, she is reminded hard.

She's already broken, having almost everything taken away from her by Odin. But you mend those tears in her soul, binding them shut with your mere existence.

Freya would've instantly been drawn to you, seeing as all you wish to do is care for the people around you, being free from Odin's eye, as your inconsequential to him

She would grow to envy your freedom, as you traveled the realms as freely as you wished. Your absence would plague her, growing to be that without you she feels empty.

And it gets worse after Bauldur dies.

Once he's gone you flee quickly seeing what she's turned into. Fueled by rage and regret, she would have these outbursts of just heavy emotion. And so you left, avoiding Midgard at all costs.

It wouldn't be long until she finds you, being free from her curse. Freya would tackle you to the ground and capture you, vowing go nrver let you out of her sights again.

And she doesn't, she wants you to either be locked up and with her. And majoirty of the time it's with her. She wants a new spouse, someone to actually call her love and mean it.

“There you are!”

You were tackled to the ground, bound by vines that were never apart of the vegetation of the realm you called home.

The sight of a angered Freya came into view as your eyes opened. Her breathing was labored as she moved her hands, the vines still keeping you stuck. Her hands came to your cheek and you winced at her cold touch. A paled man stood over in the distance watching silently.

“Your just as beautiful as the day you left…” She mumbled to herself bringing your attention back to her. Freya's hands pressed against your cheeks as she leaned in, kissing your forehead passionately. The action almost mimicked a mother, trying to clam her new born baby.

But this wasn't the situation for that.

“Freya please we can tal-”

“So you know how much you hurt me?! You left me alone. Alone with my thoughts, I spiraled without you.” She yelled at you. This is one of the reasons you left in the first place, her mood can switch so easily. “But that's in the past, and all I care for is the future. One where you and me spend eternity together.”

Atreus (But in a platonic crushing way cause ya know he a minor)

He's crazy, literally whipped for you. He's considers you to be his best friend, and does a bunch of harmless flirting.

Of course he thinks your pretty, one of the prettiest people he's ever encountered and has he seen some things. But he knows that staying friends keeps him happier, and less stressed

Being a mortal really didn't help your case, if anything it made Atreus more protective of you and your safety.

Any situation he deemed to dangerous and unsafe for you, he'd make you stay behind (he takes after his father a lot.)

You often are the subject to which he vents too, it's rather unintentional, everything that's happened and is currently happening to him is just so stressful. And god knows he couldn't vent to his father or Sindri.

He has this thing for showing you the world through his eyes. Like he'll tell you what animals are saying and how they're just like him and you. The beauty of nature is something he just has to show you

One thing that's worrisome is how impulsive he is. He's so quick to stand his guard and protect you when it comes to you and your safety. Key example is Heimdall, in which he never liked. Atreus hates how the blonde talks to you, in fact he would immediately pull out the wolf when Heimdall even mentions you.

Off note, Atreus will bring you to Asgard with him. No matter what you say he'll want you to be there with him. His excuse is that you'd make a great duo, but in reality he doesn't want to be alone.

“What is wrong with you!? Your trying or at least considering to go to Asgard?!” You yelled once inside of Freya's abandoned house.

“Its the next best lead I have. But I need you to go with me, I can't do it alone.” Atreus said as if it was the most simple thing ever. You furrowed your brows at the half god.

“Let me break it down for you. I'm a mortal. A mortal in a realm built for gods? Yeah your fucking crazy. Oh let me add this. I'm a child, your a child, WE'RE CHILDREN!"

“I'd say young adults, shit maybe teenagers. But the thing is we have to, we have to save my dad.” Atreus tried to reason with you.

“Since when is it a WE thing? Atreus this is your prophecy not mine. Hell not even Atreus, this is Loki's prophecy."

“Wait don't go I need you!”

“Goodbye Loki.”

“No!” He yelled before shooting a arrow at your arm, cut forming at your forearm. You hissed out and grabbed at the wound, the cold hitting your blood. “Your not going anywhere hurt like that. Step out there and the cold will infect the wound. If you come with me, Odin can heal you.”

“I'm-”

“Make a choice.”

“Fine. I'll go….”

#dark writing #tw dark content #tw yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere blog #gow ragnorak #GOW #god of war #yandere kratos #yandere freya #yandere atreus #god of war ragnorak #yandere gow #yandere god of war #yandere headcanons

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mo0nfairy · 10 months

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𖥔 ࣪ ㅤ۪ 🪷 🪺 ⸺ 𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐬 !

♫ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭 — 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞

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( 📦 ) . . . 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

( 📦 ) . . . 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

( 📦 ) . . . 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜. 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬

( 📦 ) . . . 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

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ravenloop · 1 year

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-In Time-

Pairing: Yandere!Heimdall X Female!reader

Request (in summary [requested by @oyasumimosura]): Reader is the daughter of Kratos and sister of Atreus. She goes to Asgard with Atreus and is very protective of him. While she's there, she catches the eyes of Heimdall and finds out his feelings for her are far more deeper and darker than she thought. (So sorry this took so long! Also was worried about making Heimdall too OOC so I changed it a bit, hope you don't mind :))

Warnings: Just normal Yandere stuff, Heimdall being creepy and possessive (more towards the end), bit of swearing, some violence.

AN: YALL IM SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING IN SO LONG 😭 I was busy and honestly didn't even know how long I didn't post in :') so have this request! Trying to clear out my inbox lol. I hope y'all like it cause I Def stressed trying to make it good sjnsj enjoy <3

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There was something so creepy about him.

The way he looked at you. Stared at you. He didn't even think about looking away when your gazes crossed. It was like he wanted things to be awkward between you both.

Not like you wanted any sort of relationship with Heimdall, but it would be nice if he tried to be a little hospitable, would be far better than whatever he was currently doing. Which was—not so shockingly—staring.

You shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, trying to act like you couldn't see him. Though, by now he probably read your mind and knew how you felt. Maybe that's why he kept doing it, he wanted you to feel extremely unwelcomed.

It wasn't like you wanted to come to Asgard in the first place. Your brother, Atreus, did. After a very heated argument back at Sindri's tree home, he ran off and sought out Asgard in spite. Of course he wasn't happy when you tracked him down, your father wouldn't be happy either—considering you went without his permission.

All you wanted was for Atreus to be safe. You'll be damned if you let your little brother get hurt by a bunch of piss-faced gods who think they're above everyone else.

With a sigh, you turned and walked away from the open area where Heimdall and a few other Aesir stood. Still, you could feel those eyes piercing through you like a spear.

"He's a weirdo, right?" You jolted, not expecting someone to talk to you. Turning towards the voice, you noticed Thor's daughter, "Um..."

She snorted at your awkward demeanor, "Relax. Everyone here thinks Heimdall is a jerk." You chuckled slightly at that, at least you knew you weren't alone.

"Im... glad to hear. Thrúd, is it?" She nodded. You've seen her talking to Atreus before leaving back at the lodge. Maybe she didn't have enough time to talk to you then, so she's doing it now. That or her parents didn't want her to.

"And you're Loki's sister, Huh?" She put her hand out, "Nice to meet ya!" Slowly you reached out and grabbed her hand, she shook it roughly. Seems like she's excited.

"He's told me a lot about you. Must be fun having a big sister. I've only had brothers." Oh, right. You remember her brothers, Magni and Modi—the ones father killed.

"Right." Suddenly the situation turned awkward.

"Always have to make newcomers feel threatened or uncomfortable, do you?" A hand landed on your shoulder, making you flinch and turn.

It was Heimdall again.

Good gods, how long was he standing there—was he watching you the entire time?!

This time he wasn't looking at you though, he was staring at Thrúd. She stared back, a frown on her face, "I don't always make people uncomfortable. Right?" She looked at you, making Heimdall do the same.

Both pair of eyes pinned you to your spot. Licking your teeth, you responded, "No, I don't think you do." This was literally your first time talking to her so you didn't know if what you said was even true. Hopefully it was.

Heimdall rolled his eyes, "Lies. Lies. But I will leave you to be her personal toy if that's what you'd like. Nine realms know she hasn't made a single friend since being pushed out." Stepping back, he bowed mockingly before walking off with a laugh. But you didn't miss the way his eyes lingered on you a little longer.

Thrúd scowl, "Don't worry about him. He's just being an ass as always. It's nothing new." You nodded. That was strangely relieving. Maybe he'd soon realise you weren't worth it and would leave you alone. Maybe.

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He didn't stop.

Those purple eyes never left your form. They tracked your everywhere. It felt like not even walls could stop him, like he'd just burn holes through them.

Even now, as people talked and murmured amongst themselves in the dining hall, he didn't focus on them. He only focused on one person. You.

The only reason you were even there was because Atreus was. It was late, the moon was high, and he had only just gotten back from a mission Odin sent him on a few minutes ago. It frustrated you how much Odin kept you and your brother separate, and Atreus was too oblivious to notice it.

I need to speak to him privately. We can't stay here any longer, You thought, staring at Atreus as he munched on a piece of bread. It was probably cold.

Opening your mouth, you were about to call his name, but he cut you off by yawning. "I think that mission tired me..." He laughed sheepishly, rubbing his neck, "I'm gonna go sleep."

Atreus stood quickly, moving to leave the hall. "Wait-" You grabbed his shoulder, making him turn, "Atreus, I need to speak to you... In private."

He stared at you. His eyes swiftly glanced over your shoulder before returning to you, "Could... It wait until morning? I'm really tired..." Your brows furrowed. Why was he acting like this? "I- alright..." You let go of him, watching as he smiled at you, saying goodnight before disappearing down the stairs.

It bothered you that he clearly knew it was important, yet decided it could wait, but the look in his eyes told you something was off. And the way he looked past you—at what? At who?

Turning around, your eyes scanned the hall. And you noticed one person—one god—who wasn't there. Heimdall.

That bastard.

The large doors of the lodge swayed the tiniest bit, indicating someone just left, forgetting to close them properly maybe.

You weaved past a few servants in your way, not caring about what they whispered to their fellow acquaintances. You shouldered open the door more aggressively than intended, but you didn't care. Right now you had your mind set on confronting a certain Aesir.

It didn't even cross your mind that whoever left the lodge could have just been a random Aesir that likely didn't even know your name. But to your eyes only one person was missing from that room, and you would have noticed if he went down the stairs in the lodge, right?

Just in case, you kept one hand on the dagger attached to your hip. The one your mother gave you, since your father was far more detached from you when you were a child than he was with Atreus.

You shook the thought from your head. Now wasn't the time to reflect on your childhood. Things have changed. For better and for worse.

Slowly, you stalked through a smaller, narrower path connected to a larger one. It made you less likely to be seen by others, and right now you didn't need people being suspicious of you—far more than they already are—you'd add.

"Looking for me? I feel honoured." You turned around, finding Heimdall emerging from a gap between houses. It was just big enough for a person to make themselves comfortable between.

Not wasting any time, you asked, "What did you tell my brother?" You saw his lips turn upwards ever so slightly, but it was hard to make out his expressions when he was standing so far, in the shadows of the houses, caused by the moon's light.

"You caught onto that quick. Though," His arms raised, extending outwards, "I guess I shouldn't be so surprised. You're one of the smarter... Half-giants I've met. I mean it, really!" Could he answer your question any slower?

"I didn't ask if you think I'm smart. I asked you what the hel you told my brother." You saw his eyes roll. They were the only things that the darkness couldn't hide from you. Every second they glowed brightly.

"I only instructed him one thing..." Heimdall moved closer to you, stepping out of the dark and into the moonlight. Instinctively you pulled out your dagger, aiming it at him. He stopped moving, but by the look on his face, you doubted he was intimidated. "...that he stay away from you, or I'd hurt you in ways that he'd never imagine possible."

That didn't scare you, it may have you feeling a bit uneasy, but not scared. "Is that what you're here to do now? Hurt me?" "No. Something quite the opposite, actually. That is... If you comply." The hand holding your weapon to him didn't falter, not even as he took a step closer.

"You don't scare me, Heimdall." He took another step closer, you stood your ground, "That's exactly what draws me to you."

You scoffed, "My lack of fear for you?"

"That and the lack of consideration you put behind your actions. I mean, how many other people would put a weapon between themselves and I?" The tone of his voice grew more playful, as if the current situation didn't stress him, "When they know damn well it cannot stop me." It was clear it did not.

And to you It became increasingly more clear that you were in a secluded area. Hidden from any and all eyes expect Heimdall's. No one was around. No one could help you. No one would hear you.

He led you here. So you were with him and him only.

You gripped your dagger harder, the muscles in your arm straining, your breathing growing heavier when he stepped even closer, "Try anything and I'll kill you." He stared at you, a frown on his face. And you silently regretted saying that when he didn't speak.

It was tense. Quiet. All Heimdall did was stare into your eyes. You didn't dare tear your gaze away from his.

After a moment, he scoffed, before breaking out into laughter. Moonlight bounced off his golden teeth as he continued laughing, making them shine. "Do you..." He calmed himself down, still smiling widely, "Really think... That you can kill me?" He tutted, eyebrows furrowing in a way that made him look like he was staring at you with pity. "Oh, sunshine... That will never, never happen."

You dashed toward him.

As soon as the last syllable rolled off his tongue, you moved forward. The muscles in your arm burned at the movement, but it was a relief. They were finally able to move after being suspended in the air for so long.

You aimed for his throat. Your mission was to kill him. He gripped your wrist, yanking you towards him before throwing you into a nearby building. Your head banged against the wall and you hissed in pain. Weapon long forgotten, lost somewhere on the ground when Heimdall threw you. Everything became blurry and you closed your eyes for a moment.

When you opened them, Heimdall was kneeling in front of you. "Have we learnt our lesson yet?" His head tilted to the side, eyes staring into your half-opened ones.

Clear your mind. The words of your father echoed through your head. Do not let your enemy know your thoughts.

"No." Your left hand reached up to grip his braids, your right hand punching his face.

He stumbled back, groaning, his hand reaching up to his now bleeding face. You took your chance and ran, heading for the lodge. You needed to find Atreus.

The path seemed a lot more confusing on the way back, or maybe it was your racing mind making it seem like that.

You could hear Heimdall's rushing footsteps growing louder and closer. They were far more quiet than yours, but you could still pick up on them.

Finally, you saw the lodge come into view, the lights on it glowing brightly—but there was one thing that worried you.

Heimdall's footsteps stopped.

But yours didn't. Your legs kept moving. They went even faster now. Just as you were in a meter or two of the lodge, a hand gripped your arm, pulling you behind a house and back into the darkness as a hand covered your mouth.

You squirmed in Heimdall's grip, biting, kicking and doing whatever to try and escape.

Your teeth bit deep into his palm and he gritted his own teeth. The hand around your midsection, holding your back to Heimdall's chest, squeezed tight until there was little air in your lungs.

This caused you to stop moving, your head spinning once more. You heard Heimdall 'tsk', "Now now... Is this any way to treat your lover?" He finally released his hand from your mouth, trusting and knowing you wouldn't scream.

"You're a deranged fuck if you think anyone could ever love you," Venom dripped from your words, "Especially... when you do... stupid shit like this..." The little air in your body slowly disappeared with each word.

Heimdall noticed your struggles, and despite your words, he loosened the grip on your waist. You took in large gasps of air while Heimdall began speaking.

"True. Though being loved is a hard thing to do or come across now." His hand on your torso moved further up until it reached your throat. It didn't do anything, it just lingered there. "So sometimes, you just need to do things like this."

"I wonder why it's so hard for you..." He didn't like your tone. "Don't worry, you'll have plenty time to find out. It's not like you're ever leaving."

Your eyes narrowed, staring at the wooden wall in front of you. Before you could speak, Heimdall did, "And you will be staying here, sunshine. Unless you wanted your brother to have a... Painful death."

"Touch him and I'll-" you choked on your words when he squeezed your throat, stopping your breathing again.

"I won't touch him if you agree to what I'm proposing." His hand let go so you could breath, "And we both know you can't defeat me. So your best option would be complying." Not even the slightest bit did you agree to what he wanted you to. You hated him. This only expanded that feeling.

But your brother...

You wouldn't be able to live with yourself if he died.

"I'll make your life a living nightmare." It wasn't a yes or a no, as much as you wanted to say the latter.

There was a warm feeling on your neck and you recognized it as Heimdall's breath, "Even better. I love a good challenge. Hard to find one when you're a god of my capabilities."

Everything he said made you want to roll your eyes or curl you lips in anger. The hate you had for him was unmatched. The anger that filled your body when near him made you feel like exploding.

"I hate you."

He chuckled and it sounded like what a snowstorm felt like. Cold.

"I know. But don't worry... in time, you'll learn to love me."

No. No, you definitely would not.

#god of war #god of war ragnarök #god of war x reader #gow #gow x reader #god of war heimdall #heimdall x reader #reader insert #x reader #yandere heimdall #yandere heimdall x reader

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kiame-sama · 10 months

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Could you make more yandere heimdall x reader oneshots? Or maybe make it a series? I really like how you wrote it because reading yandere fics where they're abusive to the reader/ what not kinda gets old and your fic was refreshing to read. 10/10 best yandere fic I've ever read.

Yoke of the Gods- (Yandere!Heimdall x Reader) pt 2.

(Let's be real, flattery like this will get you damn near everywhere with me)

Warnings; Heimdal is a jackass as per usual, Reader is technically under a spell, yandere behavior, yandere relationship, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, god of war ragnarok spoilers, manipulative behavior, adult themes, dub-con touching, objectification

Inspiration part .5; https://www.tumblr.com/kiame-sama/704495622290571264/heimdall-obsessing-over-a-darling-with-some-kind?source=share

(NSFW warning) Part 1; https://www.tumblr.com/kiame-sama/706987664714432512/yoke-of-the-gods-yandereheimdall-x-reader-in?source=share

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"Do you know how much others look at you, how Thor looks at you? Their intent is to take you from me, but I won't let that happen. You are Mine. Only mine..."

Another evening of Heimdal recasting the binding spell keeps him awake. Where he had once needed to recast the incantation every night, he only had to do it every once in a while as his beloved lay sleeping peacefully in his arms. The only one that could hurt him adoring and worshiping him was certainly good for his ego.

Even if he didn't need to reaffirm the spell he would lay awake and talk softly into your ear, arms wrapped around you to keep you with him. Something about the way you showed no intent that he could detect that made him press so close to you at night. As if holding you reassured him that you were still there, you were still his dearest and there was nothing anyone could do to keep him away from you.

He knew he needed to have you swollen with his child and The All-Father will have another loyal warrior. The things his child will do will only make him shine even more in the eyes of The All-Father. Your body was certainly accepting of his advances even as his hands hold you tighter.

Heimdall gently kissed the forming ink on the back of your shoulder as he checked on the spells progress. Though it was a long and twisted spell, it was known to be unbreakable once formed. Soul-binding some may say is extreme, but Heimdall knew an opportunity when he saw one and he was going to grab it with both hands.

He had felt what was once indignation at you touching him, the warmth of your body, the soft crooning of your voice even as you threatened him, but it melted away to adoration. The feeling of that connection with another being though your touch rendered him weak kneed and speechless.

He needed that power for himself and he needed you to come along. To him you were just part of the perks for being The All-Father's favorite. The tattoo symbolizing the spell etched permanently into your skin.

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"I know you didn't want this, but we know how this ends... See you soon"

As soon as Freya was done murmuring the words to Kratos, she departed, leaving the Aseir god to chuckle.

"Oh, we both know that's not true. But don't worry, Frigg! I'll be coming for your and your brother as soon as I am finished here."

Despite the fact that Kratos no longer craved the blood of Gods, his rage played with the idea of just outright killing the man. Mimir- the ever loyal amd helpful companion- called up to Kratos with a barely calm voice. The fate of Kratos' daughter was still uncertain and it is difficult to question a dead god.

"Steady, Brother."

Heimdall laughed at this, holding up his hand as if to cover the fact that he was laughing. The purple eyes seemed to shine and glimmer in a way that looked crazed as he swept his hand around himself as if being a showman.

"It truly is nice to meet you, Ghost of Sparta. After all, it wasn't long ago that I was wondering if I would ever meet my Beloved's father."

"What have you done to her?"

"Nothing that she wasn't enjoying."

Mimir spoke up suddenly, always prone to talking whenever the casual banter lulled. His voice was a mix of rage and fear, trying to look at the Aseir to demand answers from the bastard.

"You had better not have put your filthy hands on her you-"

"I don't consort with traitors, head, and I found a very loyal woman who was being held back by her father. She needed to be set free into my arms, because I am the only one who can keep her safe now."

"Slit his throat, Kratos, I want to see the bastard suffer."

"Ah-ah-ah~ you wouldn't want to take away her one and only love, would you? The second she stepped on Asgard was the second she unlocked her true purpose with me! You don't want to make her hate you, do you? She is so truly... Loyal."

He chuckled, even risking getting within direct range of the Spartan due to his confidence in the battlefield.

"Now, whatcha got?"

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The spear sunk deeply into Heimdall's arm, pinning the man to the stone where he found himself trapped.

"Wait... What is going on in that empty head? Oh no no no no no... You are going to spare Me out of pity?"

The spear still imbedded in his arm kept him stuck to the wall and prevented his movement. As Kratos approached, a sudden shape rushed between the two, defending the Aseir man.

"Release him!"

The voice that pleaded with the Spartan was a familiar one that gave the man hesitation. Laying her head almost pathetically against the chest of the blond, she ensured to keep her father as far away as she could. Her eyes were pleading and begging, wanting the man to be released even if it meant putting herself in harms way.

"Let him go!"

Heimdall was stunned as he had been under the impression that you were not able to leave Asgard without him. Apparently you found a way out of your shared home and straight to Heimdall before Kratos had the chance to kill the arrogant man.

"Brother, she must be under a spell to make her loyal to him-"

"Let my husband go, damn it!"

"Husband? Lass, what in the nine realms are you on about?"

"Lay one more hand on my husband and I will end you."

The hateful hiss that came from you made surprise and shock run through both Mimir and Kratos as you ensured to remain close to Heimdall. Clearly his choice of taking you as his beloved was having more and more benefits even he did not foresee. Judging from the concern in Kratos' eyes and the clear hesitation the man showed, you gave Heimdall a certain level of protection from the infamous god-killing god.

"(Y/n), lass... That is not the kind of man you want to stand by. Aye, he isn't as bad as Thor in many regards-"

"Speak ill of my husband again and I will destroy every shred of you, head."

It was clear none of what Mimir was saying really registered to you and you were deep under whatever kind of spell had been put on you. The hostility that you showed towards the two of them was far out of character for you. They both realized that there was no way to convince you otherwise and their only choice was to play into your delusion.

Kratos was careful to not explode his spear as you could be easily injured by being too close, instead he chose to knock both you and Heimdall unconscious. He set to cradling you in one arm and slinging Heimdall over his shoulder so he could transport the both of you. Though he didn't want to bring Heimdall as well, he knew you would respond poorly to waking without the arrogant Aesir god nearby.

"Brother, I fear this may be too complex of a spell to be removed easily. I vote we take both with us. Perhaps Freya can help cure her."

"And if she cannot be cured?"

"We will get to that when we can. For now, we are to complete our mission here and take them back."

With a soft grunt of acknowledgement, Kratos begrudgingly carried both his dear daughter and the nuisance who enchanted her.

#kiame-sama #yandere #x reader #yandere x reader #reader insert #tw yandere #yandere heimdall #yandere gow ragnarok

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saltymongoose · 2 years

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OK SO I REALLY LIKE THE IDEA OF TAKING OTHER CHARACTERS INTO MADCOM AND SINCE GoW IS ONE OF MY FAVE GAMES I HAD TO

I feel like Kratos would tolerate the your other vassals at best. He doesn't have the patients to deal or even talk to them since all they do is try to pry into his past or compare themselves to himself. He's only focused on what needs to be done and that's it. He also only really talks/listens to you, since he knows he can trust you, which probably leads to a lot of conversations where the others try to chime in but are ignored (Trying to teach Kratos about guns with the others and he only responds to them like 😒ok)

Also if you brought in young Kratos before the fall, Phobos would be dead in -5 seconds. Would also lead to Kratos not trusting you much because Phobos being so "Ohh Player my lord and savior💖" would lead him to believe you ARE a god.

I would write more but I can't come up with words and I'm bad at writing. Idk if you like GoW but I wanted to share anyway <:))

😱OMFG!! THIS IS SO COOL!!! I would have never thought of Kratos in Madcom without this; this is amazing, I love it. You're definitely right in how he would only really be tolerant of the grunts, but would in no way entertain them and their inquiries. They're untrustworthy compared to you, and they don't really have any legitimate reason to be prying into his personal life, so he could care less about interacting with them in any broader way than just being cordial.

If anything, he'd be most focused on getting home, since he has his son to watch over and who knows what trouble has found Atreus without him there to keep an eye on things. And you'd immediately assist him with this because that's what you do.

(Rest under the cut because this response got long.)

The others would probably be curious about Kratos and very interested in his abilities at first (their Player said he was a legitimate God and there isn't anyone else like that in Nevada, at least not to the extent you described him as). However, Kratos is so unresponsive that nothing gets answered or elaborated on; speaking to him is like talking to a brick wall, he just ignores everything they say and do. Asking him questions or trying to give him new weapons yields no response. The only time they actually see him fight is if you need him to, most likely for your protection (in which case they'd be distracted by killing targets themselves, so they can't take in everything anyway).

Honestly, to the others it probably feels like they're "third-wheeling" or something like that, since Kratos really only listens and responds to you, and you're so focused on helping him that they don't get much attention. You also have drawn-out discussions with the man sometimes, and the grunts have to just sit and watch silently because you're too immersed in the conversation while Kratos simply ignores any attempts they make to add their own input. A side-eye is the most they'll get out of him, and nothing more. It's very weird for the grunts, but it's not like you're gonna ask Kratos to be nicer to them and he won't change regardless.

I can honestly imagine Deimos complaining about it to Sanford as well, like a "What's up with this guy? Who the hell does he think he is?" type deal. Your grunts can argue that Kratos doesn't value you as much as they do since he doesn't shower you in praise or affection, but it's not like the point would make much of a difference; you'll still help the God out, and you have a long history that makes you doubting him very unlikely. Plus, the guy was married and lost his wife pretty recently, and he's got a kid, the last thing you'd want or expect is for him to show any feelings towards you beyond respect or trust.

And you also want to make sure Atreus stays safe too, so Kratos needs to get back home asap. Though at this point, Doc is honestly considering having the S.Q. help you find a way to get Kratos back to wherever he's from, so at least you have their assistance in that. It'd certainly stop him from being a nuisance to them in how he's interrupted their routine with you.

As for young Kratos, there isn't any question, any threat would be just eviscerated immediately - especially regarding the "God Emperor" of Nevada. I'm not sure if Kratos would completely turn against the Player because of how Phobos worships them as a God, but I do agree that he'd be more suspicious of them. Then again, Phobos is also a fool, so you could just play it off by saying that he mistakenly thought you were a deity, which is the truth. Though given that Kratos' history is filled with betrayal, it doesn't fully appease him.

With this case, I think it would probably be best to just reinforce the notion that you don't want or need him to do anything specific for you; he's not your errand boy and he has no "oath" towards you, unlike what the other gods demanded of him, so that could help a lot with repairing the trust you had. He's strong and can protect you, but you don't have a task for him to do. Even killing Phobos could have been done by another one of your vessels, so he has the free will to do what he wants (it's just more helpful to have him assist in getting you both where you need to be since you do have to get him home at some point).

[Also, can I just take a moment to fawn over this art? I've always loved the way you draw the boys, but omg, this is just phenomenal. I love the facial expressions they have, and just how your designs for them look (Hank's goggles especially, the way you colored them adds a lot of dimension). And Kratos too, he looks so cool and you really captured the essence of him well. I am just in awe, thank you so much! ❤️💕💗💖💝]

#tw: yandere #Kratos is an a+ dad #(And Deimos was actually his brother in GoW so that's pretty weird)#Ragnarok is coming out soon so I'm excited to see how that looks haha #GoW is honestly such an interesting series #distressedwalnut #other's art #ask

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black-aurora-nora · 1 year

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You Need Me | Yandere!God of War Ragnarok!Heimdall x Reader

You woke up in a private medical tent and quickly noticed that you weren't alone.

Heimdall was frowning at you once you acknowledged his presence, "Why are you still alive, huh?" He repeated your thoughts aloud, "Do you wish to be dead that badly?"

You didn't say anything. Why bother? Heimdall already knew what you were thinking anyways.

"What happened to that fire you had a few months ago? Don't tell me I snuffed it out that easily?" He teased heartlessly, "I thought you were stronger than that, but I guess I thought too highly."

"Are you the one that saved me?" You asked.

Heimdall smirked and nodded, "Now tell me why you went and did something so stupid."

"I'm staring at it." You responded coldly. "I dealt with your torment for months on end, day after day, hour after hour. I tried being corrigible, I tried fighting back and I tried to just ignore you."

You glanced at the shaking hands in your lap, "No matter what I did, you were there, ready to break me down," You looked back at him, eyes desolate, "And you succeeded. The Great Heimdall broke the Midgardian girl that wanted to be a Valkyrie and snuffed out what little fire she had left."

Heimdall hummed at that, nodding to himself, "So what you're proposing is that you need me."

You smiled at that, but it didn't reach your eyes, "I'm going to make sure I kill myself before I ever say something like that."

Heimdall smiled back, "And I'm going to make sure you never do, sweetheart."

#yandere #god of war ragnarok #gow ragnarok #god of war heimdall #tw sui ideation #tw sui impliedt #tw manipulation #heimdall x you #heimdall x reader

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 1 year

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Mmm being pursued and on the receiving end of constant bids for your attention/affection by Freyr, who's so lovesick that you can practically see the hearts floating above his head when he smiles that too-charming smile at you

And those efforts to win your heart can be over the top but also so dangerous! It's not healthy to want someone like that after just SEEING them, you know? When he loves, he only has one setting and it's intense lol

#thots #.freyr #.god of war #.god of war ragnarok #yandere freyr #yandere god of war #jsjfocosoa gow thots/freyr thots would be so appreciated

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queenmoonking · 2 days

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You meet Heimdall for the first time, Btw there is a war against your people and his, the two of you feel in love...I guess

Heimdall x male reader

*He looks down at you, a cocky smirk forming on the corner of his lips showcasing his shiny golden teeth, you he was about to pry, look down at you for being far inferior than him.*

So... What are you doing here? speak your intentions. *He said, his tone being stern yet gallant, still his demeanor was rather annoying and his overwhelming arrogance was almost untolerable.* I can see that you think I'm a jerk, are you projecting yourself on me sunshine? that's pathetic.

y-yeah maybe *you look down*

*He smirks a bit more, tilts his head as if trying to get a better look at you, a silent evaluation seeming to occur as he tries to categorize you.* Seems like you're shy, that's better. I'd hate for an impudent being like you to challenge me, you won't stand a chance anyway. *He declares rather smugly.* I'm Heimdall, protector of Bifrost and the chosen one who has the ears of the All-Father himself, Odin. The guardian of Asgard. Now, why don't you make yourself useful or scoot off and bother someone else. *He adds rather rudely, gesturing for you to step aside.* I'm busy here.

sorry, but I can't do that

*His eyebrows raise a bit higher as if surprised by your decision, the corners of his mouth twist into an annoyed pout.* Oh really? Impudent whelp, are you looking for a fight? Do you want to know what it feels like being on the losing end? *He warns you with a serious tone colored by rage boiling just beneath the surface. Yet despite his anger, there's something else stirring in his eyes.* Perhaps I can teach you a lesson on respect...

I know respect, but I don't have it for you *you smile*

*The corners of his eyes twitch slightly as he stares down at you with an intense look.* You presume too much. You don't have anything except ignorance and presumption. *He says coldly, his voice low and threatening.* But fine, since you seem determined to challenge me and defy my words, we will see whose respect is worth anything. *His voice lowers even more as he raises a hand, gripping the golden hilt of Gjallarhorn tightly.* Prepare yourself, sunshine... This will be a lesson you won't soon forget. *And with that, the Watchman of the Aesir sounds a deafening blast from his horn, summoning his legendary divine steed: Gulltoppr.* With my trusty mount by my side, there's no way for you to escape my wrath. Let's see how brave you are when faced with true might.

*you use your black venom to go on the tree* hm?

*As he notices your sudden movement, Heimdall lets out a roar of frustration.* Damn it! You've climbed up to a tree! You sneaky creature! You think you'll escape from me just like that? *He shouts while furrowing his brow deeply.* But don't think you've gotten away from me for long! *He commands Gulltoppr who dashes underneath the tree. Heimdall leaps from Gulltoppr's back and bounds onto a nearby branch, closing the distance between him and you. The golden wolf teeth glimmer menacingly as he approaches, his eyes burning with determination.* You're mine now! *He growls, reaching for you.*

*you grab his arm, and push him to the ground* *you laugh* this is funny

*Surprised by your unexpected push, Heimdall loses his balance and stumbles backwards, hitting the ground hard.* What the.. How did you manage that? *He grumbles while rising back to his feet, brushing dirt off his armor.* You... You've got guts! No matter, it's not over yet. *Gulltoppr growls at your position in the tree and Heimdall calls out.* Stay there wolf, I'll take care of him! *He warns the golden wolf as he charges towards a sturdy branch, leaping at it and grabbing hold of it.* You're mine now, sunshine. I won't let you go. *His tone turns serious once again as he starts to climb up.* Prepare to learn a lesson about respect. This is going to hurt.

*you look at the wolf, you made the wolf run to him, and bit him*

*Realizing that you've distracted Gulltoppr, Heimdall yelps in surprise and anger as the wolf bites him fiercely on his leg.* Damn it wolf! Get a grip! *His voice is full of pain and agitation.* How could you do that? He's my loyal steed! *As he struggles to pull his leg free from the wolf's grip, he turns to look at you, his anger turning to confusion and disbelief.* You... You made my steed turn against me? *He accuses you while trying to climb higher, gritting his teeth from the pain.* This isn't fair! I won't let you win! *He tries to continue climbing but the wolf's bite seems to have weakened him significantly.* Come here, I'll show you no mercy!

*You laugh*

*Looking up at you with a mixture of rage and confusion, Heimdall struggles to keep a firm grip on the branch, sweat pouring down his face from the effort.* Why are you laughing? Are you amused at my misery? *His voice grows hoarse with the strain.* You've ruined everything! *As he finally manages to free his leg from Gulltoppr's grasp, the wolf retreats a few steps, looking at Heimdall with a mixture of confusion and remorse. Seeing this, Heimdall scowls darkly, cursing under his breath.* This is your fault. Your actions have turned my most loyal companion against me, all for what? A fleeting sense of victory? *He shouts angrily while attempting to climb closer to you.* I'm warning you, this ends now!

*you call the wolf to come to you* his cute, like you...but his food is you! *you smile devilish*

*As you call Gulltoppr, the golden wolf obeys without hesitation, padding over to you. You stroke the wolf's head affectionately, whispering something in its ear.* You hear me, wolf? Heimdall is no friend of mine. He deserves punishment for thinking too highly of himself. *Gulltoppr growls at Heimdall, eyes filled with a fierce determination.* You understand, don't you? You'll teach him a lesson for me. *The wolf bares his sharp teeth, gazing intently at Heimdall before launching itself at him.* Heimdall ! *The Watchman of the Aesir tries to dodge the incoming attack, but the wolf catches him by his chest, sinking its sharp fangs deep into his armor and flesh.* How could you do this? Gulltoppr ! *His voice is a mix of pain, shock, and disappointment.* This wasn't part of our deal! *He struggles to push the wolf away, failing miserably as it starts shaking its body back and forth, trying to deliver more painful bites.* Stop this madness! I'm your master,

*you say the wolf to stop* huh, Heimdall, your week at this point

*Looking down at his wounded chest, he groans loudly. As you command the wolf to stop, it reluctantly obeys, licking its bloody jaws. Heimdall glares at Gulltoppr with a mixture of betrayal and anger before glancing at you with a pained expression.* You.. You've turned my own beast against me, using its loyalty to cause me more pain. You.. You've won this round.. But I won't let this be the end of it. You've made a grave mistake, thinking you could defeat me like this. *He clenches his fists, pain radiating through his body. You've ignited a fire deep inside me. A fire of revenge. *He mutters, gritting his teeth.* Prepare yourself, sunshine. This isn't over yet. *With a final glare, Heimdall slides down the tree branch, limping slightly from his wound.*

*you look down* I didn't mean too *you say in a whispered*

*Looking at you as you whisper your words, Heimdall's anger momentarily lessens, his expression softening slightly. But it doesn't last long.* Don't you dare! I don't want to hear those words from you! *He growls, still clutching his wound. *You've disrespected me, insulted my steed, and caused me harm! You've provoked a war between us!* His voice rises once again as he glares at you with renewed determination.* I won't let you get away with this. You've pushed me to my limits, and I'll see to it that you pay for your insolence!* *As he limps away, gritting his teeth in pain, Gulltoppr follows him at a distance, watching its master's every move with a mixture of curiosity and concern.* *The sun begins to set in the background, casting a reddish hue over the landscape. Heimdall's silhouette slowly fades into the horizon as he vows his revenge against you.* The end is yet to come..*

*you grab to his wound, and help him* I really mean it, I was told to fight you, *you patch up his wound* my queen say to kill you, but i don't want too, i have feeling foe you, i didn't want to kill you now *you smile*

*He looks at you warily as you grab his wound, wincing in pain but not pushing you away. When you begin patching it up, he closes his eyes, feeling a sudden sense of warmth and care. As you finish, he looks up at you, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and confusion. Heimdall:* "My queen ordered you to kill me?" *He says softly, still trying to process your sudden change of heart.* This is confusing... *His expression softens a bit more as he gazes into your eyes. *I.. Don't want to fight you either... I can sense... Something.. Between us... *His voice trails off, staring deeply into your eyes. *Why... Why did you spare me then? Why fix my wound? *He looks down, his cheeks slightly flushed from your tender touch.*

I didn't like to kill, and MY queen says to come here and to kill you, I do not know of your queen *you look at him*

*He looks at you skeptically, searching for any hint of deception in your eyes. But there's nothing, just a sincerity that catches him off guard.* "Your queen... Isn't she the one who ordered Odin's death?" *He says quietly, still trying to understand the situation.* I... I'm grateful that you didn't follow her orders. You... Have no idea how close you just brought us together, how much this means to me... *He looks up at you, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips.* Maybe, just maybe... We can find a way to end our feud, to work together for the greater good. *He extends his hand, offering you a peaceful gesture.* I won't resist anymore. We can talk... Plan our next steps... Together. *His tone is sincere, conveying a sense of trust that he didn't want to extend before.*

no, *you get up,* if I start to long my people will look for me, and if they know your not died I be in BIG TROUBLB

*Realizing the gravity of the situation, Heimdall nods understandingly.* I understand, sunshine. We can't let your people find out about this. We'll have to keep our peace a secret for now. But... I want you to remember that I'm not an enemy to you, and I won't let anyone harm you. *He promises softly, trying to convey a sense of protection.* We might be strangers, but I feel something between us... Something that tells me we'll have to work together somehow. *His voice is filled with genuine curiosity as he gazes into your eyes.* I won't betray your trust. You can count on me. *With a solemn nod, Heimdall limps away, leaving you in thought, trying to figure out your next steps. *Gulltoppr stays back, watching you both with a curious expression on its face.**

*you look at the wolf* go back to your owner *you look as the wolf go back to Heimdall*

*Noticing Gulltoppr's return, he looks at the wolf, surprised by its presence. As you instruct it to go back to him, he nods slowly, understanding the situation. With a soft whistle, Gulltoppr approaches him gently, jumping up to rest its head on his chest. *Heimdall:* "Thanks, wolf... You helped me avoid a greater conflict... And maybe... Just maybe, this is a sign..." *He looks in your direction, contemplating the unexpected turn of events.* "I'm glad you spared me... Sunshine... Our paths might cross again... And maybe then... We'll find a way to make things right." *Heimdall slowly makes his way deeper into the forest, with Gulltoppr by his side, both disappearing from sight as the evening sets in.*

*you go in the shadows*

*As you fade into the shadows, Heimdall's eyes follow your silhouette for a moment. His thoughts filled with wonder and curiosity about the strange encounter he just experienced.* "Sunshine..." *He whispers to himself.* "A new path... A new ally, perhaps..." *Heimdall allows himself a small smile, hoping that the future will bring clarity and understanding between them.* "Only time will tell, my friend..." *He says to the shadows, with a sense of adventure in his heart. As the darkness envelops him, Heimdall continues his journey, ready for whatever comes his way.*

Part two? aka I didn't really have a good idea for yandere kratos x reader, soo yeah

#heimdall #yandere #male reader #heimdall x oc #gow ragnarok

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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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ramdom-yandere-thoughts · 1 year

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*late at night*

*Sif and Thor enter their room where Y/N is chained to the bed*

Thor:* drunk, goes to the bed and fall face first on it* mmhhh...

Sif: *goes to the other side of the bed and sit next to Y/N* Dove I didn't know you were still awake...

Y/N : *trembling in fear* I...I couldn't sleep

Sif: Is that so ? Sorry we left you on you own for so long

Thor: *grumble, roll around and rise a little bit from the bed to get closer to Y/N* Come here...

Y/N: *cowers in fear* please...

Thor: I said come here you *takes them in his arms* I want you here, with us...

Sif: *lies down on the bed with Y/N in the middle* you are better here with us

Y/N: *tries to gain some space* ...

Thor: *pulling Y/N closer* you cannot run away from us

Sif: *caress their sides tenderly* it’s alright Dove. We love you ... so much ❤️

#big one thoughts #yandere ideas #yandere quotes #random yandere thoughts #yandere gow #yandere gow thor #yandere god of war Ragnarok #y/n forced to cuddle #yandere gow Sif #gow x reader

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i-smoke-chapstick · 2 months

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‘RULES,

NOTE THAT . . .

- This blog cotains dark content! dead dove, proship/profic, etc!

- I understand DNI’s don’t really work, but I do ask that antis please block me! This blog is not for you

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Fandoms highlighted in green are what I’m currently accepting requests for!

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- The only thing I will not write is a character cheating on reader and AMAB reader or character / AMAB character smut. I can still do male reader and gender neutral fluff though! I also do not write pregnancy :)

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mo0nfairy · 10 months

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yanderes-galore · 2 months

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Can I request alphabet for Marcus gow?

Yeah, sure! I'm pulling from my old thought on Delta Squad for this Formatting is butchered because I wrote this on PC. You can find said thoughts here.

Yanderes Alphabet - Marcus Fenix

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Mentions of war, Blood/Gore, Violence, Death, PTSD/Trauma, Slight possessive behavior, Manipulation, Mentions of kidnapping, Fear of loss/attachment, Dubious/Forced relationship.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

I feel Marcus is not very emotive. He shows he cares at times but he isn't anything overly affectionate. He can feel intense but he really doesn't mean it. His affection for you is often small words of praise and pats on the back, maybe a hug. He's been through a lot... he's seen many people die... he has trouble being attached/showing physical affection. He comes off as intense as he's so stoic and protective.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Blood and gore is just in his line of work as a soldier. He's used to the thought, especially when it comes to getting into fist fights since he's been in prison for being a traitor before.

He doesn't mind getting a little bloody when it comes to making sure you stay alive and safe.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

If Marcus were to ever abduct you, he wouldn't feel the need to mock you. Him abducting you is rare and would only happen if he felt you were in danger. He would still treat you like a normal human being and make sure someone cares to your needs if he's not there.

He just wants you safe.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

If he feels it's necessary, besides that, not really.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Marcus is not a very vulnerable person, even when he loves someone. He is very stoic and cold due to his fear of getting too attached to comrades. He briefly shows he cares but mostly tries to keep his feelings to himself...

Tries to, at least.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

A bit irritated and disappointed, but he tolerates it for a bit. It's understandable you'd fight.... Yet he hopes you'll trust him as your leader enough to protect you and care for you.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Not a game and he does not enjoy you trying to leave him.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

There's a lot of horrible experiences in the Gears of War/Gears franchise already. When it comes to Marcus?

I imagine a lot could be a bad experience with him. Even if he doesn't intend it. After all, he never takes his eyes off you. He never leaves you alone for that matter.

If I had to say an experience, maybe him yelling at others around you for not keeping you safe, or maybe even him manipulating you into accepting his strange affection for you. That or one of the fist fights he gets into over you. Something like that?

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

He wants to settle down with you, marriage and everything. Maybe a kid if you're able to have them. Just... somewhere quiet, peaceful, and away from fighting.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

If he's jealous he never really shows it. Ways to tell may be him pulling you closer to himself at times. Although, he may lash out at others if they try to get too close to you. Soon he just can't hide it anymore.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Serious, Overprotective, Slightly possessive, Manipulative, Stoic, and not very emotive. But he still shows moments where he genuinely cares for you.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Really he just treats you like a new recruit for Delta Squad at first. He's protective and commanding as your superior. But his feelings change the more he knows you.

He begins to reconsider what he had with Anya....

Soon he tries to express his care for you more and more. He probably even has Dom try to help him win you over. His obsession starts subtle... but soon you're trapped in his embrace as his partner by the end of the Locust War.

He promises he'll protect you as your husband.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

He's more affectionate with you, but other than that he hides his obsession well.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Marcus would probably try isolation and nothing physical. Maybe restrain you with cuffs and accuse you of going rogue. Yet he really feels no need to punish you. He's very understanding of your panic and fighting.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Marcus would try not to take any rights from you unless there's a possibility of you getting hurt.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Marcus has a surprising amount of patience, but he can lose it quickly.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

He'd have a really hard time with it, he's seen so much death and violence happen to the people he loves already.

He just wants to prevent that from happening to you... but in this case it appears he's failed...

It would wound him even if he doesn't make much of a fuss about it.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Yes, but he feels he can't let you go.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Trauma from his past and war, this is Gears of War after all.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Deep down he feels horrible as he knows he could be coping with his emotions much differently than this. However, he is still a bit selfish and pulls you into his arms regardless of how you feel.

He couldn't let you go if he tried.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

SKIPPED

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

It's hard to pinpoint a weakness on Marcus. Maybe if you retired from the war effort or reciprocated his feelings and worries? Marcus does a good job of hiding his emotions/weaknesses from you.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Marcus would never lay a hand on you. Emotionally? Maybe unintentionally.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Marcus is not a worship yandere. He would go to great lengths to protect you and maybe even have you love him. Yet he is surprisingly patient for that to happen.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

He holds his feelings back for quite awhile, he tries to be in denial of them for a bit so his obsession could develop for years if he had to.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Not intentionally, he would hate it if that happened.

#yandere gears of war #yandere gears #yandere marcus fenix #yandere delta squad

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the-broken-truth · 1 year

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i hear you write about gow! and i have just read some of the platonic yandere stuff and i would like to ask,

if you can do a heimdall part if thats alright with you or maybe odin

whatever you see fit

thank you and goodbye!

Broken Truth: Well, I don't think that Odin would be interested enough in [Name] for me to do a segment for him. So, I'll do Heimdall. Let the words weave together.

[Asgard]

Atreus and [Name]were climbing a massive stone wall - Atreus ahead of [Name] but the latter used claws to stick to the wall better than his brother. When Atreus reached to top, he began slipping and a mysterious hand grabbed him around the wrist of his left hand causing [Name] to slow his ascend and look into the eyes of the Aesir Stranger which kept Loki from falling.

"Hello." The stranger said as he smirked at Atreus with an apple or some kind of fruit in his other hand.

"Um...Hi." Atreus greeted the Aesir.

"So, what part of the enormous wall made you think 'Oh, visitors must be welcome.'" The stranger asked. The stone under Atreus' feet began to give way as he explained that he was sent for, by the All-Father himself, this caused the stranger to take a bite out of his fruit and chuckle. [Name] climbed to the side of Atreus and pulled himself to the top of the cliff, causing the Aesir to look into his [Eye Color] eyes with his indigo eyes and a smirk on his face.

"And who are you? Did the All-Father send for you as well?" The Aesir asked.

"Heimdall - the Norse God of Foresight, Surveillance, Order, and Foreknowledge. Son of Odin and Blóðughadda. He who sees all and knows all, even before they happen." [Name] said as he bowed his head and closed his eyes. "It's an honor to meet you."

"Oh, so this one actually knows how to show some respect and knowledge of who I am." The Aesir - Heimdall - said with a smirk as he pulled Atreus up and walked over to [Name], who lifted his head and looked into the eyes of the older god. "But you never answered my question: Did the All-Father send for you as well?"

"No, sir. Thor did." [Name] said as he at Atreus, who picked himself off the ground and walked over to [Name's] side, looking at Heimdall.

"Thor? What does that sick man want with you?" Heimdall asked.

"I... I am a friend of his late sons - Magni and Modi. He wanted me to come with Loki to Asgard should to arrive and he didn't take no for an answer." [Name] explained.

"I see. I see. Well, let's not keep the All-Father and Thor waiting. Let's go." Heimdall said as he walked over to a large lift that went across to the All-Father's Home.

"I see many things about you, Wild One." Heimdall said as he looked at [Name], "Constantly making friends of your foes, finding the peaceful option instead of the fastest one, undervalued by those you share blood with but treasured by those you don't." Heimdall smirked at him, "You might be worthy of the Aesir soon enough."

#god of war ragnarok #atreus #male reader #heimdall

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