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504py · 6 months
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“What’s your favorite scary movie?”
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i’ve never seen scream LMFAO. but hey guys! posting to drop this on y’all and to say requests are closed, thanks so much to everyone who participated! i have a few more requests to post, but i felt my work has been getting sloppy so i’ll try to take some more time on them. in the meanwhile, i hope this scratches the itch! (looking at you, anon who asked for yandere allies). i’ll be opening requests like this every time i reach a milestone, just to celebrate the people who enjoy my art. thanks again y’all!!
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Can you do yandere canada and russia after they stop their darling from escape with a bit of violence like broken bone? Like how they treat y/n after that
Yandere Canada and Russia after breaking his darling's leg. (to stop them escaping)
would it be bad to say im excited to write this? idk. i got to thinking and decided i'll go with a broken leg if ya don't mind, sorry. also, sorry again for taking so long. and also like, sorry if this sucks ass??.. i didnt pass writing class if you can tell. but uhh.. ya, this is probably really bad so im sorry. :( another note: I JUST FUCKING REALIZED THAT THIS WAS PROBABLY A REQUEST FOR AFTERWARDS OH MY GOD IM STUPID I WAS GONNA WRITE THE WHOLE PROCESS AND SHIT😭 I NEVER READ SHIT ALL THE WAY ISTG
tw: violence, broken bones, abuse, force feeding, similar stuff
!! yandere content. if you can't handle any behavior possibly seen in a yandere please don't read this. !! (example; obsessive, stalkery, possessive, violent, or generally horrid behaviour.)
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Canada
Canada honestly hated having to do this, but he really felt like he had to. That and he was just really pissed. Like a lot. Like screaming, hitting, and punching type pissed. But, again, doesn't like seeing you hurt.
After he absolutely destroyed your lower calf and beat you for a while he spent a minute staring at you, a bit in a daze, until eventually suddenly snapping out it and quickly bringing you home to properly care for the damage he has afflicted upon you.
He was way gentle afterwards, bandaging and disinfecting the wounds with much care and as thuroughly as possible. Though, it was clear he wasn't just going to let this off the hook with the way he decided to directly tie you to a hook on the wall, with very little wiggle room and no way to move more than maybe a foot.
Your progress in all the freedom you acquired was not only reset, but even worse than where you first got here. It's uncomfortable, even with the pilow he provided you. You're no longer allowed to have your hands free in general, and he has to feed you instead of letting you do it yourself. When you need to use the restroom you have two minutes in there until he starts asking what you're doing in there.
It wasn't really all that painful though outside of the ache of the previous abuse he made you endure. That and the occasional ache from the limitted positions you have at your disposal, don't worry though. Every three days he'll switch your spot so you'll at the very least have a different view to look at. In general, he isn't the worst to have, but definitely not the quickest to forget. You'll be stuck doing this for another month or two before he even considers giving you the slightest of freedoms.
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Russia
Ivan is not nearly as lenient as Canada. Hell, after he beats the life out of you, probably breaking more than just your leg, he decides to lock you up in the basement—the cold, empty basement. He drags you to the stairs, shoves you down, and locks the door before ditching you for the next day or so.
Eventually, though, he returns, purely to ensure you don't die. You've been bad, but he'd never want you dead. It would be a lonely world without you by his side. His hands roughly push you around as he wraps you up in bandages and drenches your wounds, rubbing the stuff off with a washcloth afterward. He forces you to be tied up in a position where the majority of your bones will heal correctly, besides the leg. If the leg is messed up, that'll make any future attempts all the harder for you, which is what he wants.
Once he's done with that, it'll be another two days. No food, no water, no warmth, no him. Just sitting in the basement without pain medicine, starving, perhaps freezing, as he does nothing to help you with frostbite or hypothermia. Though, as expected, he returns yet again, and this time with food. The force-feeding will be rough, and you'll likely choke a couple of times, but honestly, it's better than you having been starving earlier.
This will be your life for two or so weeks, rotting in the basement, with your only human interaction being when you need to eat or maybe even for the restroom. The good news, though, is that Russia isn't a very patient man. Even if he's frustrated, he misses you a lot. So you'll be freed rather quickly compared to Canada, funny enough. Or at least, freed from the basement, that is.
Don't take this as him forgetting, though. Oh no, he remembers. You're only this lucky because he loves you, okay? You'll never know any of the freedoms you might've had in the past, and you're pretty much stuck with being tied or trapped for the rest of your miserable life. The only thing that'll really change is just the quality of how he'll treat you, the comfort in which you'll be provided, and your setting. So have fun, dear reader, and good luck. You'll need it.
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crimson-kisses · 3 months
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Ok umm. Yandere god Canada, America, Russia, Austria, Germany, and France with a nature Goddess reader.
🤡💧anon ~
Technically, I have already done this ask in a way so this will only contain some drabbles!! Hope you liked it. Austria is a new one, tho!
Warning: Contains usual yandere themes, toxic relationships and the like.
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Canada || Matthew Williams 🇨🇦
Sitting atop a grassy hill, surrounded by vibrant blooming flowers, Matthew watches you with an admiring gaze. The calmness you give off brings a sense of peace to his soul, and he could spend hours simply observing your serene demeanor.
However, beneath your calm exterior, a storm rages within. Containing your seething fury, you make a decision not to show Matthew the extent of your anger. He had held you captive, subjecting you to his relentless beasts—creatures both mortal and immortal, magical and fierce.
His mighty wolves encircle you, seeking solace and warmth, as if yearning for a mother's touch. But you are far from their mother, yet you dare not push them away, lest you lose half of your body.
While your injuries may heal, the pain would prove burdensome, and that is the last thing you desire.
Matthew has succeeded in breaking your spirit through fear, ensuring your submission to his will. Meanwhile, delicate creatures flutter around you, drawn to the beauty of the blossoming flowers, as if inviting them into an embrace.
Sitting on the hill, you keenly sense Matthew's loving gaze upon you, his watchful eyes drinking in every detail of your presence.
"Your presence brings me a tranquility I haven't felt in eons,"
He murmurs, walking closer to where you sit, his hands clasped behind his back. He stalks towards you, paying no mind to the flowers crushed under his boots as he positions himself besides you. In his outstretched palm, a delicate butterfly finds solace.
His eyes, a shade of soothing lavender, gaze at you with a glint of delight. He reaches out, intertwining his fingers with yours, binding them tightly together. The fluttering creatures find respite around both of you, creating a delicate barrier.
You manage to suppress a shudder at his words, a bitter irony lingering in your mind. For he has brought you nothing but misfortune after misfortune. Trapped in this place, guarded by unfathomable creatures, you find yourself drained and wearied. His clinginess, has only soured over time, leaving you with a distaste that grows stronger with each passing moment.
At the very least, he hasn’t taken you far away from your domain.
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America || Alfred F Jones 🇺🇸
The palace of the divine king stood in all its splendor, a spectacular sight of celestial marble adorned with magnificent statues. Pearls of various kinds adorned every corner, while golden rings encircled the ceilings, creating an ambiance fit for the heavens.
Yet, for you, it was a personal hell.
Alfred had positioned you on his lap, gripping you tightly as he attended to his duties and other matters, leaving you unable to attend to your own responsibilities. Your connection to your own domain felt distant, slipping through your fingers like sand.
There was no solace to be found within these walls.
But of course, Alfred was busy with showcasing you, parading you around, while purposely disregarding your legitimate concerns. It often felt as if he intentionally sought to provoke you, to ignite his wrath within you.
Perhaps that was exactly what he desired.
There is no piece or a leaf of your domain to be found near his castle, his territory, his domain, because his insufferable pride wouldn’t let that happen anytime soon. Instead, he to claim you as his, not as an another immortal being, but his wife, his woman, his lover. That’s the only identity you ought to have in his eyes.
Except for the garden, a sprawling expanse adorned with lush nature, you were forbidden to enter without his presence by your side. He would lead you beneath the thick foliage of the trees, that’s where he pleased you as he so wished, over and over again, until he was satisfied. The flowers bloomed with an ardent passion, glistening with dewdrops that adorned the garden like delicate jewels. It was a place solely dedicated to your pleasure, a sanctuary of sensory delights.
As if he was saying without telling, that even in this sanctuary you cannot have solace or peace without him by your side.
His hands were now inching towards your thighs, the dress slipping away smooth as milk as goosebumps raised on your skin, he stared at you with a lustful gaze, sitting between your naked thighs.
"It’s always a pleasure to be on my knees for you".
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Russia || Ivan Brangisky 🇷🇺
He was more than aware that the frigidness of his domain did not suit you well and often clashed with the climate of your domain. Frost clung to your delicate skin, causing you to tremble ever so slightly in the face of the biting cold breeze.
He inhaled softly through his nose, a smile slowly spreading across his lips as he imagined you snugly wrapped in his coat, finding warmth and comfort within its embrace.
Sadly, you had politely refused.
Ivan set a steaming bowl of hot soup before you, urging you to partake as he settled into a seat across from you. His gaze, filled with intensity, roamed freely over your form, appreciating your beauty. You were indeed a stunning woman, a captivating sight that was truly a feast for the eyes.
He held a special fondness for the moments when you brought life and beauty to his desolate domain, watching nature bloom in all its loveliness and delight. It was a sight that touched his heart and filled him with a rare warmth, a feeling he rarely experienced within his own realm and in his life as a whole.
And it was precisely because of this profound connection that he felt compelled to carry out what he was about to do.
With deep violet eyes sparkling with delight and a hint of amusement, he watched as a vibrant cluster of sunflowers flourished around his house. Your cheerful laughter and radiant smile tugged at his heartstrings, bringing warmth to the depths of his being.
You were undeniably enchanting, blissfully unaware of the healing power you possessed. In your presence, the scars that tore at his heart and the wars that ravaged his immortal soul seemed to fade away.
It was you, and only you, who had the ability to mend the shattered pieces and bring solace to his troubled existence.
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Austria || Roderick Edelstein 🇦🇹
Glowing bluebells sway delicately from fragile stems, emitting a soft, ethereal glow. As you run your fingers tenderly across their petals, a melodic serenade reminiscent of piano keys fills the air. With a sigh, you become aware that you are under the watchful scrutiny of keen plum-colored eyes.
You have long stopped caring about such things, focusing on the peaceful arrangements of nature around you, swaying with their own set of tunes which was such a joy to hear.
Emerging from his hiding place, Roderick would reprimand you about the seemingly chaotic music that resonates in the surroundings. Swiftly taking control of the situation, and in response to his commands, the flowers obediently bloom and unfurl themselves once more. The melodies that fill the air follow his guidance, harmonizing in a more orderly manner.
At the very least, you would be near your domain and Roderick, as much as judgmental he is about some things, whether it be how your too much of a carefree woman or being agitated by your chaotic domain, he had no qualms about separating you from your home.
You supposed you will take what you get, as he exclaims that it is now time for dinner and grabs you inside his mansion by gently placing a hand on your waist and demanding you to clean yourself up.
It wasn’t all that bad, you supposed with an exasperated look directed towards him and go ahead, to wash yourself up for dinner.
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Germany || Ludwig Beilschmidt 🇩🇪
You swim around the extravagantly colorful reefs with a burst of speed as dozen fishes follow your trail. Playfully, you swirl around and watch as they circle around you, filling your heart with warmth unlike the cold water which was your home.
Your tail, looked like a part of the nature itself, scales glistening with shades of green, mimicking hues of lush moss that clung to ancient stones, delicate tendrils of seaweed and aquatic flora intertwined with the moss-like scales.
It shimmered vibrantly in the ocean, as you glided through the vibrant reefs, leaving a trail of luminous pearls in their wake, so you could be easily tracked by the Deity of the twelve Oceans.
You feel the sudden change of current in the ocean, as he swims near you skillfully, his powerful tail a deep shade of forest green, with a golden hue.
The water lilies swim above you, blooming in your presence as they gently make way for the sunlight to fall upon you both. Following your and Ludwig's command with perfect harmony.
"You have been wandering quite a lot, I can’t help but be worried about you. I suppose the pearls were a good idea after all".
Solemnly you nod, as the former giddiness you shared with the fishes fades away into an empty space in your chest. Ludwig takes your hand and together you both take a dive, deeper into the ocean.
The pearls would make a fine jewelry for a more fortunate woman someday, you think, as Ludwig can’t help but collect few in with his hands.
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France || Francis Bonnefoy 🇫🇷
A necklace adorned with a delicate array of ethereal feathers, gracefully embraced your neck. In the mirror's reflection, you could see the reflection of Francis, dreamy expression adorning his face, captivated by your appearance.
You swiftly avert your gaze from his, he gently takes a hold of your hand, pressing a series of tender kisses upon the top of your knuckles, his affectionate gestures ascending to graze your neck.
You don’t bother saying anything, not that he would listen to what do you have to say. Staying still, as he presses kisses across your collarbone, his hands inching towards the sides of your bosom.
In your divine beauty, you stood as a celestial masterpiece, crafted from stardust that cascaded across the vast expanse of the universe. With a single glance, you effortlessly ensnared his heart, drawing him into a realm of enchantment from which he could never escape. Your allure was irresistible and mesmerizing, leaving him forever spellbound by your radiant presence.
His adoration for you knew no bounds. He was madly in love with every curves of your body, his hands tenderly skimmed through the strands of your hair, cherishing each delicate strand. A shudder comes through you as he pushes your dress down, and then presses a passionate kiss on your lips, hands grabbing whatever they could find.
You were the nature's most precious treasure, indeed.
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hetalia-angel · 5 months
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Any headcanons for the Allies with a short darling? (Like 5'0 ft)
Have a nice day! <3
Yesss! Love this idea (I’m barely 5’2)
Allies with a short darling
America
Alfred finds it very endearing how short his darling is. While Alfred loves everything about his darling he’ll sometimes be very forgetful that they can’t do the same things as him since they’re way shorter. Alfred will be jumping over fences and walls like hurdles and be shocked that his darling is still 200 meters behind him struggling to get over.
Alfred likes to be your hero after all so he’ll gladly help you with any task. Spices off the top shelf? No problem. (He will tease you though.)
Canada
Matthew is the sweetest man ever. He’ll help his darling with everything around the house if she can’t reach it. Even without asking he’ll be coming to darling’s aid.
Although Matthew is very helpful he loves being useful. He definitely doesn’t purposely put things on high shelves to get his darling to need him more.
Matthew loved cuddling with his darling is bed since she’s so small and fits perfectly in his arms. He loves being the big spoon.
France
Francis is a true romantic at heart and loves holding onto his darling. Francis is a wild spirit and loves going to different events and concerts often. One time Francis took his darling to a large outdoor event. It was completely packed with people. Since his darling couldn’t see the stage he took her up on top of his shoulders. To the dismay of all the people behind him.
England
Arthur loves everything about his darling especially her height. It’s not secret that Arthur is an avid reader. When he’s not overly swamped with work from his boss. When he’s getting into his reading sessions he’ll swoop his darling up into his lap to have a nice bonding time together.
Arthur will never make his darling self conscious about her height. Unlike Alfred who constantly teases his darling playfully Arthur would never. Even if Alfred is joking it can still be hurtful and Arthur is always extra vigilant. Arthur is a bit of a short king himself. I headcanon him around 5’7.
Russia
Ivan is a giant guy. He stands at 6’5 and towers over everyone he meets. So when he gets with his short darling it looks very comical. Like a bear and a deer in love with one another.
Ivan is very childish at heart. Since he didn’t have much of a childhood at all. So expect lots of childish teasing bullying. Ivan will constantly poke fun at his darling’s height.
Although the second he sees his darling have the slightest pout he’ll immediately feel the guilt kick in. He’ll be holding his darling for hours and apologizing.
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atom-writings · 10 months
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Can i req yandere canada, japan and russia do after s/o failed escape? (Bonus if they want to take care of their s/o wound, up to you)
(HWS Canada, Japan, & Russia x Reader) After S/Os failed escape!
(Gender Neutral) Scenario ~ A/N u guys should req more yandere stuff bcs it is so fun
Trigger Warning: Typical Yandere TWs, (domestic?) violence, being held in captivity, unhealthy mindsets, self harm.
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Of course. You want to leave, just as he anticipated. It’s his own fault for allowing that, he knows, it’s not entirely your fault. But… it did show that you’re not as exceptional as he thought. Maybe he shouldn’t have treated you any differently than anyone else.
Your knees hurt, more than anything else. The burns on them were only getting worse as you pleaded on the floor. You’d been begging for hours now, but it felt like days. Days of sobbing and asking for mercy. But whenever you dared to lift your head to meet his cold gaze, he revealed to you absolutely no signs of slowing.
Before you could cry out another appeal to whatever kindness remained in him, he silenced you with another sharp kick into your stomach. His steel-toed boots made you keel over in pain again. Was your shirt wet because of your endless tears or because his shoes were still dripping with snow?
You waited for another blow to come, bracing your whole body as you were barely able to hold yourself off the floor. Your muscles ached, your eyes stung, your knees burnt, and you knew… knew that none of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t taken your first impossible chance to escape. But that’s what he wanted. Although he hadn’t spoken since he’d dragged you kicking and screaming back into his cabin; you could hear his voice telling you this is your fault. It was… in some sort of twisted way… but of course, that’s what he wanted you to think, rather you than him.
He had really found his way into your mind, hadn’t he? Even when he was completely silent, he controlled you. But it was worse in your own head. Maybe his voice could provide some sort of relief, you thought. You hesitantly looked up and flinched as he looked back down at you. His face still betrayed nothing, but he stepped back, walking away from you.
“Mercy, at last?” That was the last thought you allowed yourself before you saw him open the door to the basement.
Immediately you stumbled back, trying to crawl away as his heavy footsteps drew closer to your cowering form. Your knees stung before… but they stung worse as he dragged you by the back of your collar towards the door. 
“Maybe you’ll learn to appreciate me now. If not… well… there’s always other ways.”
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How ungrateful. How brutish. He would have never thought his darling capable of being so awful. But there you go away, rejecting his help… maybe you’ve forgotten how much worse your life was without him? 
It had always been quiet in Kiku’s house, but never like this. Even in the darkest days and nights, you could faintly hear a steam passing by the house, birds still awoke with you each morning. But since he had tied your hands to the wall, providing you only a pillow for comfort, you had heard no such thing. Maybe it was a different room in the home. Maybe it was a different home. Maybe the world outside of you two had simply… stopped.
You knew it was an irrational thought, but it was becoming harder and harder to remember reality. Your reality was this plain room, with your pillow, and occasionally a plate of food which would only appear when you slept. You had accepted that quickly. Mostly because, well… accepting your fate had worked with him in the past. But no matter what you did, no matter how much you cried or starved yourself or screamed or rubbed your hands raw on the rope so horribly your arms became covered in your own blood, the room never changed and it never became less silent.
If he wanted you to want him, it had worked. It had worked weeks ago. But yet, he failed to show himself no matter what. Your only way of knowing he hadn’t abandoned you was the meals he brought in. God, if he brought you food while you were awake, you would beg. No matter how embarrassing it was, no matter how ashamed of yourself you were, you would plead for as long as he wanted. Because even his abuse was better than this. Better than nothing.
No matter how much you hated him, you hated this blank, meaningless, silent existence more.
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Why… why would you ever want to leave him? He keeps you safe, he gives you everything you could ever need, he LOVES you… what did he miss? What did he do so horribly wrong that you have to run away?
You had expected punishment, abuse, and isolation… but not whatever the hell this is. The first thing you had awoken to after your first escape attempt was… sweet smell. Like bacon, a little bit? And once you sat up to see the source of it, you noticed how your clothes felt. Like your normal pyjamas, but softer. Infinitely softer, brand new, and in your favourite colour too. All while you’re in his bed. You hadn’t been rejected to his guest room, or his basement, or the freezing outdoors.
As you walked downstairs to investigate the smell, you were immediately greeted with an… unexpected sight. Ivan in the kitchen, cooking your favourite breakfast, in an outfit that you always liked on him. When you approached, he jumped in surprise, looking at you terrified for a moment. But he quickly regained his composure, rushing forward and wrapping you in a tight hug.
“Моя любимый!” he coos, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, “You’re awake!”
Now you were the one being startled. What was going on? Where was the awful, childish monster you had known? Why was he being so nice to you?
“I didn’t realize you would be awake so soon. I hope you slept well,” He tells you gently, smiling all the while. But then you realize, nothing but his lips are smiling. He was forcing himself to appear all happy-go-lucky, just for you. But the closer you look, the more you see… including his shoulders, which were shaking.
But then he notices your face, which notably, isn’t smiling with him.
“What’s wrong? Are you upset? Did you not want this?” He asks frantically, his smile falling as quickly as it appeared. He desperately rubbed your arms, trying to force his grin back.
“Please, tell me what’s wrong, why aren’t you happy? I’ll do whatever you want, please, моя любимый! Please... Don’t be mad with me…” He pleads, struggling to keep up his facade as his eyes start to glaze over with tears.
You step away, looking at him in shock as he lurches forward. You shudder as he does so, gripping onto the front of your shirt as he cries, “I’ll do whatever you want, anything to make you happy! J-Just don’t leave! Don’t leave!”
What’s worse, a controlling, homicidal maniac, or an unstable, controlling, homicidal maniac?
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milaisreading · 4 months
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Could u please do 2p Canada yandere headcanons!
🌱🩷: I'll try my best since I suck at making headcanons, tbh. Hope u like it!
🏒 2p!Canada seems like the silent type of yandere. Sure, you can suspect him of a lot of things, but definitely not him being a yandere. He will silently watch his SO from the side-lines and doesn't plan on confessing... yet.
🏒 I think 2p!Canada is more of an overprotective yandere than anything, with a pinch of obsessed. He is more concerned over the well-being of his SO and protecting them from danger (other love interests).
🏒 2p!Canada would definitely beat anyone up who dares to speak ill of his SO. In his eyes, they are the most perfect being, and whoever disagrees will learn their lesson rather quickly (que Allen losing another tooth for being a loud mouth)
🏒As I said, 2p!Canada doesn't plan on confessing, AT FIRST, but over time, it becomes unbearable for him to hold it in, and he will just blurted his feelings out. The confession can go 2 ways. The 1st way being that his SO accepts his feelings and they start dating. Perfect ending tbh, while he will definitely isolate his SO slowly, it better than the 2nd option.
🏒The 2nd way is that if his SO doesn't accept the feelings and says they are better off as friends, expect 2p!Canada to kidnap his SO and bring them to some cabin in the middle of nowhere. He will at first limit them to the extreme, not letting them out of the bedroom and such. But overtime, if his SO cooperates, he will become way more lenient.
🏒 2p!Canada is, imo a very mild yandere from the bunch. I think the kidnapping would be done more from his paranoia and protective tendencies than anything.
🏒 Would definitely shower his SO with different gifts, food, love, and attention. I think he would be the easiest one to warm up to, since he seems like a much softer 2p than the other 2ps (except for 2p!Belarus and 2p!Romano)
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Programming: Robot Canada x creator! reader
The finishing touches on your brand new program! You smiled excitedly you had made a companion to accompany your work. He would have your program but artificial intelligence to fix any issues of his system and upgrade himself. He would be constantly learning. Now you needed to implement the final personality programming! You smiled as you created Matthew Williams. Your personal robot, he looked so human it was freaky but he was perfect!
You turned on the final switch and unplugged him. You stepped back waiting eagerly. Was this it? Was this going to be the burden lifted off your shoulders and creating a brilliant mind similar to your own? You smiled as his purple eyes light up to life.
“Huh? Where am I?” He blinked looking at the garage analyzing everything. His eyes soon fixated on you. His system immediately recognized you from his programming you had implemented
“Oh (name)!” He immediately softened up, he greeted you like an old friend he hadn’t seen in years “ Its so good to see you, its nice to see you in your full form” He stepped towards you. 
“ Its good to see you too Matthew, I’m extremely happy to have you here, many many many months of work and here you are, this form of yours is extremely realistic! I programmed and put in so much in you!” You wanted to ramble about every detail of himself to him. 
Matthew smiled softly “ its okay, i’ve been conscious since you connected the motherboard to an energy source, you are so persistent with your works. Im so happy to have you be my companion.
Time skip~
Its been about 11 months since Matthew was launched up and everything was running extremely smoothly. He’s been a joy to have and absolute lovely to have in the lab. You thought maybe he needs another robotic companion! It must be hard to be alone when you have to work. So! You've been working on a gift for Matthew!
“Matthew can you please come into the garage?” you called out to the canadian male
Matthew took off his oven mitts “of course, is there anything you need? I can help until these cookies finish baking.” He looked up seeing another robot...it was like him extremely similar except....a cowlick and the bluest eyes you could ever imagine.
“Matthew, this is your technically older brother. I had his parts for much longer, he was an earlier prototype his name is Alfred” You smiled introducting them
“hey dude!” Alfred hugged Matthew “ its weird seeing you outside of the programming, you look fantastic!” 
Matthew froze up...why did (name) make him? Was she not satisfied with Matthew dedication and service?  Was she not happy with him? Maybe...maybe he needed to fully prove himself to be capable of handling all of their tasks...just (name) and Matthew not this fucking clown called his brother.
Alfred let go looking to (name) smiling, Matthew wanted to disassemble him right then and there. He wanted the fake blood running through Alfred’s false veins to spray all over the walls. He wanted to make (name) realize all they needed was him and only him. 
Matthew smiled “ well I’m so glad i have a companion and a brother to hang out with while you are at work” His analysis intelligence could recognize the emotions...how happy you were....seeing Alfred's signals sending romantic feelings to Alfred’s central processing ...no..no no no!!
Time skip a few weeks later, y/n POV
I was exhausted waking up to banging coming from the garage. Damn raccoon i’m sure, i went to the garage opened the door looking to see Alfred completely ripped apart and the fake blood spreading across the floor. I looked meeting Matthew's glowing purple eyes.
“oh..my god” Those were the only words I could muster from this horrific scene.
Matthew stood up “I didn’t want you to see this...he was a bad program” He looked to Alfred with disgust
“Matthew, what have you done?! You destroyed him! HES NOT EVEN ABLE TO BE BACKED UP!” I yelled, confused. The programming and those important central parts were destroyed 
“This is what you programmed me to do, to make sure we stay friends. to make sure you’re protected and safe. I don’t understand” He said quietly approaching me. My heart started pounding, oh god was he gonna kill me? I don’t remember programming this possessive behavior!
“I can see your temperature rising and your heart rate getting quicker, your stress levels are increasing dramatically” He said analyzing my entire body as he approached me 
“Yeah NO SHIT!” I snapped, scared and angry.
“ you made me like this, cant you see? or maybe my intelligence has surpassed you. I am god. I can create and destroy! Illness or age cannot effect me!! Not even water! NOTING!” He smiled...those purple eyes turning red.
Before I could get in a word he grabbed my face harshly “Can’t you see (y/n)? You need me...without me you’re nothing! You made me perfect for you. You made me with you’re own hands with love....It’s now me loving you back! I will love you back! I’ll I’ll fill you with my love” He said, his eyes flickered down there . My stomach churned “you...you have no idea what you’re talking about nor the parts or capacity to do such a thing” i said trying to correct him
He giggled innocently “ I made my own parts and figured out the correct protein and genetic combinations, with a constant supply of the foods i consume, my body can produce its own functional sperm, along with the proper male genitalia to stimulate and its fully fictional, I can fill you with my love and  so much more” He said proud of himself.
 I felt disgusted, the artificial intelligence was so much more horrific than i imagined, i never calculated he improve himself like this. I felt sick to my stomach. What have i created?
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headingalaxys-spicy · 7 months
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Can we add a grim reaper darling in your angel/demon au? A neutral being between angels and demons but still have distaste for both of them due to demons interfering with their soul collecting. And angles looking down on them because soul collecting is their punishment for not appreciating the gift of life once given to them and they ungreatfully gave it up. (In short, self deletion)
Of course, they will fall in love with them but since grim reapers don't discriminate and they take down whoever gets in their way or needs to go. The yanderes would really need to be careful with this darling. Because they all know where it will end if they made the wrong move, at the end of their death scythe's blade.
Happy First day of October ya'll! Spooky asks will be posted all this month!
Of course, they will fall in love with them but grim reapers don’t discriminate and they take down whoever gets in their way. The yanderes will need to be careful with this darling. Because they all know where it will end if they made it the wrong move: at the end of deaths blade. 
I’m going to be doing this in groups with their opposites. 
America, England, Germany, & Japan (Angels) 
When it comes to keeping track of you it’s likely they have one of their right hands or a high ranking Angel handling the job. Such things like what your process when you soul collect? Do you spend more time in limbo, the human realm, or the underworld. These are all preliminary info so that they at least have some decent reason to approach you. Depending on your mood & the task you just completed: collecting the actual soul or recording the death. (Which is where the real emotional drain is for you because you do have to get into the nitty-gritty details on what led-up to their death in case any other other worldy being has inquiries.) 
Depending on the life that the hamn lived these records are used as tie breakers on where a soul is sent. They’ll always ask for “help” in finding one soul or another to possibly strike up a longer conversation that hopefully leads into non-work related subjects. 
America, England, Germany, & Russia (Demons) 
They’ll have scouter demons hunt for common portal spots that you use when you’re about to collect a mass amount of souls when a major catastrophic event happens. They like to disrupt you during these events because they know it prevents souls from receiving a final judgment/ resting place in a timely manner. The scouts typically use cherry bombs, fire arrows and bullets doused in otherwordly sleeping agents, and cause freaky storms that affect the souls that had just died. This provokes you enough to where you do occasionally attack. When you do so they get a better gauge on yor fighting style, strength, and any other combat attributes they should take note of to report back to their demon kings. They do this because every blue moon they do come up with elaborate plans to ensnare you. These attacks either leave you with a major migraine, a hangover or being irritated to hell. 
They’re also not above putting trackers in your dark robe. 
China, France, Japan, & Spain (Angels) 
This is a dangerous as fuck tactic but they enjoy watching you while you counsel souls. They will disguise themselves as a human so that they can watch as you assess the prominent / defining moments and on some occasions, advocates for souls who’d been given unfair judgments. It's dangerous for them because its disrespectful to the soul in question to have other angels listen in who have little to no involvement. They’ll allow their ears to literally burn so that they can linger close as possible without being seen, while you ease mortal souls into being on a new plane of existence. Once you do catch that you have other “humans” in you midst, you politely pause the session that you had with the human to you can bring out your scythe to smite the nosey angels with lightning or fire. You intentionally miss them, but get your shots close enough to make a point. 
<All I can hear in my head while I imagine this scene is Blitzo shouting: DANCE BITCH! As you fire off shots, dear reader ahahahah.>
If they refuse to leave after the first few minutes of being shot at, then you do transform your blade into a machine gun-like weapon with blessed bullets designed to hinder angels. The bullets have some long-lasting inconvenient effects such as: 
Being inebriated for up to a week 
Sudden points in time where an angel will just knock out to be unconscious for varying periods of time. So it’s best for Angels not to fly for a month or so after being hit by one of these bullets. 
Only France has been hit and oh boy has he been able to tell the story of wow being hit by one is awful. This happened after he tried to give you roses while still in his human form. Being “brave for the sake of love” was a really stupid idea. 
Canada, England, Italy,&  Romano (Demons)
Requests the aid of imps to keep an eye out for you whenever you happen to be in their area of hell conducting official business on behalf of a mortal soul. You tend to be kurt with them if they try to extend past basic pleasantries. It also doesn’t help that they do try to give whatever spirit that you’re trying to obtain justice for unfair, cruel & downright inhumane contracts. It’s even worse if said person's soul fell into their specific domain & got trapped there. (The demon kings to some extent, do soul collecting of their own. Souls can move between the kingdoms. Just it’s sometimes difficult depending on the season amount of light, fire, ice etc that can obstruct passageways… and the demonic beasts that roman freely that are hungry for souls. 
They’ll set up traps, incantations, and even love potions to conjure up ways to bring you to one of the demon kings that’s paying the highest ransom and imps that are loyal and eager to Arthur, Feliciano, Matthew, or Romano’s trust and be boosted within their societies. The adrenaline
, drugs, and determination will be running rampant in all of the underworlds. These demons will be excited to get prestige if they manage to succeed. Hell, even ripping off a piece of your long dark robes or chipping the polished wood off your blade would get them a hefty prize. 
America, Canada, England, and Russia (Angels) 
Collaboratively, over a few drinks they will start by dabbling in poetry to try and seduce you with gentle, melodic words. This works…for like the time it takes for a leaf to fall to the ground. You’ll pause and roll your glowing eyes at the thought of trying to persuade you with fluffy words that offer no real sustenance. You slowly raise your hand that holds your scythe upwards like a ticking clock. 
“If you’re smart, you’ll heed my warning. Prepare to feel pain so bad that you’ll want the ability to die.” They’ll be biting on their nails mentally but will but on a facade that shows otherwise. 
America: “You can’t; it’s against heaven’s rules, dude! You wouldn’t want to upset the contract you signed.” 
Canada: “We’re in the mortal realm. There are people who could get hurt.” 
England: “You’re going to make it come to life and become a terrible beast. Those things can become harder than Cerberus dogs to tame, make a deal with, or to knock out. 
Russia: “Not a very friendly thing for you to do Y/N.” Their eyes will be glaring laser beams at your onyx clothes. You didn’t flinch at the holier-than-thou glares that they were giving you. You bring both of your arms up over yor head, giving the weak threats no place to sit in your mind. You needed them out of your way, you had important business to conduct. Retreating is suggested since being sliced in half isn’t pleasant nor is having your wings hacked off. Matthew was the only one who decided to teleport away. Alfred, Arthur, and Ivan decided to fuck around and find out. You cut their wings off slowly…. To make sure they’ll never try that dumb shit ever again. 
Germany, Italy, Japan, Prussia, Romano, & Spain (Angels) 
They all have the clever idea to disguise themselves as animals and mask their angelic auras this way you’re less likely to detect them. You’re not able to detect them unless they’re within 4 feet of you so this is a strong spell that is highly effective. Your work requires you to concentrate mainly on human souls. However, you have a few handpicked assistants who manage all of the animal clients. You only hired the most tender-hearted people. This group will follow you disguised as: 
German Shepard (Ludwig)
Persian Cat (Feliciano) 
Hokkaido Fox (Kiku) 
Hedgehog (Antonio) 
Corsican Red Deer (Romano) 
Grey Wolf (Gilbert) 
They use these disguises to follow you around and eavesdrop on conversations you have with mortal souls and your workers. They do this in order to see what angels have been assigned to a human case so that they can ask for exchanges and make reasonable requests as to why they should be done, in order to gain cases that need your close monitoring. When they do manage to bribe a few cases away from those who need to work closely with you, the working relationships are vastly different depending on who it is. 
Ludwig, Kiku, and Gilbert it’s smooth and despite the extra stares that they give you while you talk or them inching a little closer to you than you’d like it’s not so bad. However, the complete opposite is for Antonio, Feliciano, & Romano they slow down the process with archaic rituals & rites just so you’ll have to spend more of eternity with them. In the beginning, you roll your eyes and allow it to continue since you understood that beings of light and darkness had spiritual needs that had to be met. The three of them will take the hint when your bony fingers impatiently drum on the desk. They’ll pick up the pace and, while doing so hope that their small act of consideration will change your mind about being with them. 
China, Japan, Prussia, Spain (Demons) 
They come together to create an elaborate plan to catch your attention to win you over with disguises, food, meddling with client files, human lives, and many other atrocities that 100% violate quite a few points in the Geneva Convention. 
Let's just say that they did some meddling in a few nations' politics. Used their demonic power to create more chaos within places of high power to the lower classes of societies. Spread the worries and the woes. Misery loves company, doesn’t it? Spread it out in droves. People gossip about how things are as they shouldn’t be. From this point onward, it will be a chain reaction of tension and anger. Like dominoes toppling over, so do many relationships where toxic new ones will form. 
Angels will become busier than usual to diffuse some of the ignited bombs of hate. Some attempts were successful, others not so much. Leaving some parts of humanity in the midst of the rubble. While much of heaven is trying to manage the fires out on earth, Kiku and Yao will take the time to raid the files and shuffle them. This will make the average time for souls to receive a final judgment much longer. Keeping more people in limbo. More resources will have to be diverted in a reorganization effort, causing you to have to work closely with both head angels and the head demons. Even if you’re reprimanding them, they’ll take the added time you talk to them as a win. 
The final judgments will also be affected because people behave differently whenever a sudden onset crisis like war, flood, fires, etc happen. The result of the meddling resulted in 250k+ people. You won’t be getting a decent amount of rest for 10 years managing these cases. But it was your duty….So you pulled out a statute of justice scale to help you judge where souls will go. 
Bonus: (I’m not entirely sure why I wrote it but I thought it was funny to add in what others in this would be doing while all of this was going on.) 
The Nordics
 They’re having a blast whether they’re demons or angels laughing at the chaos…. But do have a reason to intervene if the fighting causes too much disruption and destruction. They will try the diplomatic middle by using a delicate mix of force, deals, trades etc to ease the conflict. And yes, the Nordic Angels and Demons are on the same team like superheroes. Haha. Just like Denmark has always wanted. (Cue all the furniture from IKEA to form the giant robot man.) 
Hungary, Austria, Liechtenstein, & Switzerland
Having a fancy tea party / sleepover to pass the time until they stop hearing screams from an angel being tormented outside. 
Prussia
Helping Germany in all scenarios. 
Thanks for reading ya’ll! Happy Spooky Season.
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dearestones · 1 year
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Yandere! Canada with a Reader Who Acts Like America Headcanons
Warnings: Yandere behavior, slight manipulation. 
Anonymous Request: Can i req yandere canada with darling that behave just like america? How he handle them and add a little dark or angst please
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Canada immediately finds himself groaning in mock disgust when he first meets you. Ugh, he has a twin that he already has to deal with and now you? That’s quite a coincidence. 
If you’re just as exuberant and as cheerful as America, Canada will find himself instantly brightening at your presence. There’s just something addictive to your presence; it’s almost like a shot of serotonin bursting inside of his veins. At least with you, he doesn’t have to deal with political fallout if he ever gets on your bad side.
And that’s another thing about America and yourself if you share many traits with him. America gets nasty and aggressive if someone wrongs him. There have been incidents in the past where America absolutely loses it and it’s because he knows that there will be terrible, irrevocable consequences to follow that he holds back. 
With that in mind, Canada is cautious when he learns that his fondness that he first mistakes as familial heads into a territory that would make any sensible person bristle in shame. It starts out small, something that can be brushed aside. When Canada is fond of you, he’ll treat you sort of like his brother, another member of his dysfunctional family. He’ll play pranks on you, take you out hiking, and schedule movie nights. It’s nice to bump shoulders with you, to mock punch you whenever the both of you get rowdy. 
And yet—
Like flowers in spring, something else begins to bloom. Canada realizes that he doesn’t want to be seen as a brother. In fact, he doesn’t want to see you as another America. 
Canada looks at you one day, perhaps while you’re helping him make pancakes in the middle of his harsh winters, and he sees you as something more than just a playmate or a close friend. He questions why he thinks that until he starts to realize just how much he likes having you around. Your voice, your warmth, your scent. Your personality is reminiscent of America’s, yet he finds that what makes you all the more fascinating is your differences. 
Your smile is not blinding like a raging sun; in fact, he says it’s like gentle candlelight bathed in the evening darkness. Your laughter does not grate at his ears and you don’t go around playfully threatening his life with shows of “non-aggression”. 
You’re a lot more gentle.
And a lot more compliant if Canada were to try anything.
But Canada wouldn’t do anything to you! No, why would he? After all, you trust him and of the twins he’s far more trustworthy than his southern brother. So why don’t you come into his house for a nice cup of coffee? There’s even a game of hockey that'll be sure to entice you!
(He means this genuinely, by the way. He just wants to spend more time with you).
Don’t worry if you decline his invitations, he’s very patient compared to other Nations. As a person, he tends to be overlooked in the first place, so it’s not like he’s unused to rejection. Despite that, he can’t deny that if you ever say no to him, he will be consumed by melancholy and the tight feeling of envy drowning in his chest.  Ideally, Canada would rather you come to him without any sort of underhanded tricks, but if you continue to push your luck…
Ah, but Canada would rather not think about that. America always has time for him at the end of the day so the same must be said for you. Right?
Right?
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DISCLAIMER: I do not condone yandere behavior outside of fictional settings. Please don’t mistake the actions of fictional characters displayed in works of fiction to be considered harmless in real life.
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kallulovesu · 2 years
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Hello, dearest! :) Your writing is lovely and very plesant to read - also, I adore your theme change, it suits your blog very well. ^^ As any other aromantic person out there, I felt comforted by platonic! yandere headcanons for Hetalia characters, and a sudden idea appeared, what about... queerplatonic relationship with yan! Mattieu, with female reader, which is aro herself (and maybe even infj! personality type?) and is struggling with her identity, due to societal pressures? Thank you!
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Mattieu...oh dear Mattieu, he just wished he could instantly take all of your pain away.
While he might try to sympathize with you— I don’t think he’ll ever be able to fully understand your suffering, understand the underlying issues that were causing this all, which made him feel all the more terrible. Knowing that he wouldn’t be able to help completely erase the issue himself. But he tried, being there for you and trying to comfort you the best he could at the moment.
None of this felt fair to him. All these societal standards were already ridiculous enough to him, but it felt like a horrible slap in the face having you suffer because of them; having to keep all these worries, these pains to yourself. Too stubborn to ask for help and leaving it to gradually eat you up from inside. Leaving him in the dark.
You always were the type to try and be more dependent, often struggling to ask for help. Which he understood, but he wished that you trusted him more than that, that you somewhat relied on him to help you.
It was the very least he could do for you.
But Matthew tried not to pressure you too much— god knows what might happen if he ended up making it all too much for you. He really didn’t want to risk finding out.
So he took it slow. Usually avoiding to speak about any matters that might’ve been bothering you unless you initiated it, but still making sure to give you a little something to liven you up; whether it be a dessert you like, or hugs if you were comfortable with it. He would try anything, as long as it made you smile again.
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hetalia-reacts · 2 years
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Can you please do yandere Allies and/or Axis (and Lithuania, if possible 👉👈) accidentally completely breaking their s/o? Like, s/o was unlucky to be already mentally unstable and fragile by the time of abduction, and after some time just couldn't handle the experience anymore - shutting down, becoming an empty shell of a person
I hope such detailed request is okay,,
Detailed requests are very welcome! I would hate to misinterpret a request or fall short of what you want so the more detailed you are the better imo :)
America
Looking at your emotionless and near lifeless form kills Alfred inside
Alfred isn’t a harsh yandere, more of a middle type, and this was never his goal
He never wanted to see you so….dead
You just follow whatever he says, robotic and thoughtless
He could ask you the most horrific request and you just do it
Alfred doesn’t know what to do
He doesn’t want to see you like this, but he doesn’t want to throw you out, he can’t return you either, and Alfred isn’t mentally ready to try and end your life
In the end, he decides to just care for you as much as he can, hoping one day you return to him
England
Arthur can’t believe it when he sees you just give up
Arthur is a softer yandere, not seeing the point in hurting his beloved, and he can’t believe you just gave up
He can’t comprehend how stressful it was to be stalked and kidnapped, how sad you were before this
Arthur is likely to just drop you off back home
It’s not that he’s given up on you, but he can tell you won’t come back to him if you’re here
He watches from afar for as long as it takes for you to get better before he makes another move
France
Francis becomes depressed at the start
He knew it was coming, he could tell since before kidnapping you that you weren’t strong mentally
But he never truly thought you’d become like this
Francis decides to dedicate his life caring for you
Even if he doesn’t succeed in making you ‘wake up’
He even plays a sick game of house in a way
He takes you on walks, to stores, and restaurants and just pretends you’re his wife who had an illness that left you like this
Canada
Matthew is so incredibly distraught
He didn’t mean to do this to you, he never ever wanted to hurt you
But now you were just an empty shell of the person he loves
He doesn’t know what to do, and for several days he essentially lets you rot away in a room
Matthew can’t stand seeing you like this and decides to give you back to your family
This experience probably scars him so bad he never attempts to get you back ever again
But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want or watch you anymore
Russia
He can’t help but abandon you when you become a shell of yourself
Ivan isn’t strong enough to properly deal with the situation
But he can’t let you go back home and he feels to guilty to leave you outside in the cold of Russia
Instead, he locks you away in a room and lets you pass on
It’s not like he didn’t attempt to let you live
But he can’t spoon feed you everyday and force water into you
So he leaves you with food and drink and allows you your own private bathroom
He gives you everything to survive, but when you can’t take care of yourself he doesn’t intervene
China
Yao has no issues with this
Not to say he wasn’t bummed out when you suddenly stopped talking and reacting to things
But this doesn’t change much for him
You were like a doll in the first place
He loves you and wanted to just take care of you and make your life amazing
So either way you would’ve become some kind of doll to him
Yao treats you like a doll as well, props you up, feeds you, dresses you, and he acts like you’re perfectly normal
Unlike France though, he will never take you out and play pretend
Italy
So terribly depressed
Feliciano can’t do anything for you anymore
Not to say he has no means too, but he can’t
It hurts too much to see the persons he fell in love and became obsessed with look so dead and lifeless
Feliciano will let your family have you again, it’s easier this way
He’s always on the look out though
If you ever recover and try to live life again Feliciano will stop anyone from having you and make sure to keep you for himself in a different way
Japan
Kiku is very disheartened about you breaking
He blames himself and becomes even more of a shut in afterwards
But he makes sure to care for you
He will never let go again
Kiku is your new full time care giver, making sure you are fed, hydrated, and clean
He will try desperately to fix you, but in the end even if you never come back Kiku doesn’t mind
Germany
Ludwig takes a long while to recover from doing this to you
He hates that he wasn’t careful enough and couldn’t care for you like he wanted too
But ever the opportunist, Ludwig vows to care for you even better than before
He will take care of you for the rest of yours and his life if that’s what it takes to make you comfortable or bring you back to him
Ludwig will also play pretend and act as if he lost your mind to some illness a few years back
Lithuania
Toyls might go a little crazy if you broke on him
He loves you so, so much he doesn’t think he can live without you
Even if you aren’t technically dead he feels like you might as well be
He will, however, swallow his base desire to just get rid of you and his guilt and make sure to care for you properly this time
He might even find some shady or underground therapist to see if that will bring the old you back to him
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504py · 5 months
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Its me again (i hope you don't mind i am in you ask again 😅)
So uh do you have headcanon for yandere russia and canada with their s/o?
Thx 🌻
holy SHIT i got carried away 😭😭😭 this was supposed to be a short post, but i got too deep into their characterization. and don't worry!! i appreciate your asks! anyways, here we go guys... please heed the warnings!
Yandere Russia and Yandere Canada Relationship Headcanons
Gender neutral, domestic violence, implied NSFW, self-harm, manipulation, forced feminization, dubious consent, stalking, long post ahead!
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How the relationship started
Your relationship with Ivan first started with you doing some mundane thing, but he was there at the right place and the right time, and something about you intrigued him. Be it at a restaurant eating a strange food combination, seeing you early in the morning with your hair wet and rushing to get somewhere, or even getting a glimpse of your mismatched socks when you walked past him and didn't even pay him any mind. That was enough to seal your fate as his property. His mind can't seem to stop running with thoughts of you, how are you, why are you, and he needs to scratch that itch.
Ivan sends out a private investigator to stalk you basically, and provide him with your daily schedule. Once Ivan has your schedule, he dismisses the investigator, and takes matters into his own hands by stalking you himself, and trying to insert himself into your daily life.
Then, it was just a matter of getting to know you, courting you with expensive gifts and dates, then fully dooming yourself when you accepted him as your boyfriend.
Expectations
Ivan is very blunt with what he wants. Not very long into your relationship, around a month or so, he asks you to move in with him. Any sort of opposition or protest will be stonewalled by this; "We will be married and living together someday anyways. Why fight it? Don't you love me?"
So, whether you like it or not, you move in with him in his giant, lonely house.
There are no maids and none of the Baltic states to be seen, and this is because Ivan expects you to fulfill the role of a housewife, regardless of your gender. So he'd like for you to do chores yourself and to clean up around the house while he's gone. He doesn't expect perfection from your cleaning, in fact, he finds it a little charming when some areas aren't clean or spotless. His house was huge and you were only so small.
On the topic of fulfilling the role of his housewife, he expects you to do other things that make you fit the role even more, such as giving him affection, cooking for him, and keeping up a good front when guests are around. He wants the two of you to evoke the image of a traditional married couple so badly, and if you fail to meet those requirements...
Punishments
Ivan can be cruel. He doesn't tolerate rebellion very well, and his punishments are always physical.
He is a very touchy man, and if you fail to reciprocate his touch, or actively shy away from it, he'll only get more aggressive. His hugs will feel more suffocating, his grip on your jaw while he kisses you will feel bruising, and you swear, it feels like he's trying to crush your hand while he holds it, despite the sweet smile on his face..
If you continue to refuse him, he'll be much less subtle with his harm. One day, when you try to shove him away from you, his grip on your arm tightens to the point it feels like he might just snap it, and he pulls you close to whisper a threat into your ear; "Will you continue to be like this?"
If you say no and apologize, which would be your best option, he'll let out a strained breath and try to relax his clenched jaw, before letting up his grip on your arm and muttering an apology under his breath himself.
If you say yes... His jaw will tense up, and the look he gives you is bone-chilling. "Alright." He says, and doesn't give you much time to think before he drags you to the front door, and throws you out into the harsh cold, with only the clothes on your back.
You can cry and scream apologies and bang on the door all you want, but he's already walked away and drinking a bit of vodka to soothe his own nerves.
He'll keep you outside till you are on the brink of getting mild hypothermia. He waits there, thinking of how long it'd take for the cold to get to someone of your size and shape. He knows everything about snow, and he knows everything about you.
Right before you start to ebb in and out of consciousness, he opens the door, and drags you back inside, wiping the snow off of you and taking your weak, shivering body in his arms.
You cling to him, wanting to live in his house, his coat, and in his arms forever after experiencing the unforgiving hellscape that is the Russian winter.
Ivan mutters sweet nothings, the alcohol in his breath and the powdery smell of his clothing enveloping all your senses. He says that he wouldn't have to do this if you would've just obeyed him, that this is all your fault, and that he didn't want to do this and that he just loves you too much.
If you had any sense of self-preservation, you'll listen to him from now on, and if not... He wouldn't be above breaking a few bones. But you won't disobey him again, right? It's for your own good.
"I'm sorry, моя любовь.."
Rewards
Ivan is a very affectionate man, but he isn't the best at showing it vocally. He shows it in the lavish gifts and dates he goes on with you— Yes, he takes you out on dates. Only for special events or when he's feeling particularly affectionate, but he does it too because he feels he also has a role to fulfill as a doting, providing husband. He'd feel too bad if he just kept you locked up your whole life as his wife (and, also, he wants to test you.. He wants to see if you'll act up in public, and to see if he can trust you). Ivan feels it adds to the aesthetic of a married couple, too.
Besides that, he is INCREDIBLY physically affectionate. He has no sense of personal space at all, which may or may not be a bad thing to you, but regardless, what you think doesn't really matter, and he'll continue to invade it anyways.
He always calls you over to sit on his lap, he sleeps way too close to you, and he's always looming over your shoulder no matter where and what you're doing. As long as he's home, it's GUARANTEED he will be touching you in some way, shape or form.
Because of such things, Ivan is.. prone to getting intimate with you.
Unlike everything else, he actually sort of values your consent when it comes to the bedroom. Yes, he will make advances and be very touchy-feely, and maybe intimidate you a bit, but at the end of the day, if you keep refusing it, he'll let up, but his mood will noticeably be more tense.
Ivan is especially prone to this because clothing is one of his favorite things to gift you, he enjoys dressing you up in things he finds cute. And I mean literally. Whatever he buys for you, be it dresses, coats, or underwear, Ivan will want to be there to undress you and then dress you up in the things he bought himself. You're like his own cute little doll.
Regardless of your gender, Ivan will buy you feminine clothing and accessories. He may even be inclined to forcing you to grow out your hair.
He likes sniffing you. He rests his nose atop your scalp while hugging you, just to breathe in your scent. It calms him like nothing else in the world, and he feels alive again.
And during not-so-often times like these, he'll speak and voice his affections.
"I love you.. We are going to have a great life together."
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Canada
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How the relationship started
Matthew would be completely enamored by you just.. noticing him on a regular basis. Nodding your head at him whenever you two walked by each other in the hallway, mumbling a hello whenever you two sat next to each other, and the mere act of your eyes meeting his. Fully looking at him, and not just straight through him. It always left him red and unable to calm his heart for the rest of the day, so it was only natural he'd fall head over heels for you.
His crush on you kept festering day by day, with him being too shy to continue the little interactions you have, and having such little experience with socializing that he wouldn't even know how to continue furthering this "relationship."
Matthew is rather delusional. He spends his days fantasizing about talking to you, hanging out with you, being with you romantically, and, more often than he'd like to admit, rather impure things... all while you're seated next to him, or while you're across from him, a heady stare through his foggy glasses.
Eventually, Matthew starts to believe that you two were already in a romantic relationship, despite being acquaintances at best, and he starts to get really insecure. What if you forget about him someday? What if you stop noticing him, and you just disappear from his life? He believes that other people you notice, any other person you notice, will jeopardize that oh so special relationship you and Matthew clearly have.
So, Matthew bites the bullet, and asks you out for lunch one day. You smiled and blushed at him so brightly as you accepted, and at that moment, he knew he'd dedicate everything he had in his life to worshipping you.
Expectations
Matthew still puts in an effort to appear like a normal boyfriend, unlike Ivan, so your relationship with him would progress much more naturally.
That doesn't mean he hasn't been doing anything weird, though.
Matthew's already been envisioning what it'd be like to have a family and grow old with you the first moment he heard your voice. All you said was, "Good morning." So what more now that you two are in a real, established, romantic relationship?
He fantasizes constantly about clinging to you like a lifeline and crying about how much he loves you, and to hear you feel the same way he does. He wants to pin you beneath him, letting him do all the work, and showing you just how much he loves you, while whispering praises and prayers to you with a crazed, devoted look in his violet eyes.
You two have only been together for three weeks.
...If it wasn't apparent, all he wants is for you to always, always be by his side.
He doesn't care much for appearances or services like Ivan does. If anything, Matthew wants to be the one to do nice things for you, though he would like it too if you did nice stuff for him once in a while. Though, just kissing him on the cheek is enough to keep him overjoyed for like a week straight.
He spends a lot of time doting on you and trying to prolong the time you guys have together for as much as he can. Honestly, for the most part, Matthew would play the role of a normal boyfriend rather well, and your relationship wouldn't be really turbulent, except for, well...
Punishments
Matthew hates it when you have to go. Usually, he very reluctantly drives you back home after a bit of a fight, but he's just so pitiful you could never find it in yourself to be mad at him. I think he'd be the type to cry whenever you two had any sort of disagreement.
When he's lucky, he can get you to stay the night, which absolutely sends him on cloud nine, but it's not often enough for his liking...
Things would boil over, though, when you had to leave earlier than usual because you had to go to do something, like hang out with a friend, visit your mother, anything of the sort, and Matthew gets really upset.
He starts this whole thing of begging you to stay, that "Aren't I more important than them? Please don't leave." and he's tearing up, his shaky fingers holding onto your sleeve.
"Matthew, please, just for tonight."
"I-I don't want you to go, though."
Then he's crying. Harder than he usually does, and he's looking at you like a kicked puppy.
How could you still go after seeing him like that?
Matthew then learns that he can win you over with his tears. If he just cries for you, you'll stay, won't you?
He'd never lay his hands on you, but he'd constantly guilt-trip you and manipulate you for things to go in his favor.
Violence is something he'd see as a last resort, but it's still something he'd use against everyone else and himself, but never you. He hates to hurt others, but if they get in the way of him and you, he'll do it. I feel like people forget that, while nowhere as strong as Alfred is, Matthew is still a pretty strong guy. He wouldn't ever kill anyone, but he'd severely hurt them, and he'd be hiding his face the whole time.
And yes, he'd hurt himself for you. Those crocodile tears are bound to stop working on you someday, and when that time comes, he'll harm himself and say that he'll just keep hurting himself if you aren't with him.
Then you'll just have to run back to him, tend to his wounds, and reassure him that you still love him and that you'll stay.
...But if you keep trying to run, he'll have to just lock you up so you won't look at anyone else ever again.
Rewards
Matthew is affectionate in every sense, though he tends to show it through the way he wants to do anything and everything with you.
He's always holding onto your hands, massaging little circles into it, getting your favorite snacks when he does his groceries, drying your hair after showers, arranging dates and cooking and cleaning for you as much as he can. He's naturally very doting.
He does his best for you, he really does.
Besides acts of service, Matthew just likes to spend time with you. Lazing around with you on the couch, playing with your hair, and gazing right into your eyes like you were heaven-sent. He always has the most lovestruck expression on his face whenever he's with you.
"...You're the only one for me, you know that?" He mumbles, almost as if he doesn't know he's even talking.
And he says this next line with such devotion dripping from his voice that it makes your blood run a little cold.
"...I love you so much. Never leave me.."
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(....guys was that decent. anyways! all art used is mine so if you're reading this, go give the original posts some love on my blog!)
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Yandere Canada realising his pookie bear ran off + catching them ig
okay, so like. i was doing a request and because im stupid as fuck i ended up writing something completely different from what they asked. but like i spent so long rewriting this 20x and honeslty its only half finished but i feel like sending it off to the general public anyways cuz like.. i been a bad writer lately and havent written jackshit. so here you go guys, enjoy this little icecream sample.
!! yandere content. if you can't handle any behavior possibly seen in a yandere please don't read this. !! (example; obsessive, stalkery, possessive, violent, or generally horrid behaviour.)
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Matthew, although not necessarily violent, frightened you. He horrified you a lot, and you didn't know why. He tries his hardest- he really, really does. Not only does he feed, clothe, and provide you with shelter, but he also went through the drama of getting as much as he could out of your old home just to see you happy! He learned everything you were ever interested in, talked with you about whatever you wanted, and never even asked you to do anything. In his mind, he is practically perfect when it comes to caring for you. At least, he thought so..
Clearly, he was wrong, however. As soon as he got home today he instantly noticed two things. One, the door is open, and two, you're gone. Whether it was panic, or frustration, he does not know. All he knows is as soon as he noticed you weren't there he went running in search of you, struck by a sense of urgency.
You weren't all that far off when he found you, or atleast in his opinion you weren't. About a kilometer and a half away, a chase ensued for a short distance but really it was futile to begin with. You'd never be able to outrun him, especially in an area he's so familiar with. As soon as you were caught you were pinned to the ground, him holding you in place with relative ease as you kick and scream, calling him names. Eventually he gets ahold of your hands, holding them in place with one of his.
"Y/N.. Why would you do this, I thought you were finally starting to really love me." It was hard to tell if this was a question for you, or just a late attempt at guiltripping you. If so, then this was his worst try yet. How could you sympathise with someone whos holding you down so roughly, keeping you against your will? You try your hardest but you can't help the tears that begin to run down your face as you continue trying to fight against him, even if you know you'll never get him away from you. It would be too shameful to give up.
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fireandspiceland · 2 years
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If you are comfortable with the FACE family sharing Ivan, 76 and 77 where it's one of the four(prefferably the NA bros) being cockwarmed by Ivan- sorry for being kinky
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76. “They’re all watching the movie. They’re not even going to notice.” + 77. “Three is not a crowd. Three is just a start.”
Don't be sorry for being kinky, as long as no real people are harmed there's nothing bad about it. I’m not sure if what I wrote is what you imagined, but I had fun writing this!
-> No sexual relationship between Alfred and Matthew, they are step-brothers and Ivan happened to hook up with both of them separately (not thinking he would get himself in this kind of situation). cock-warming (duh), a little sexting, Ivan playing with fire, Matthew even more so.
It has only been a few minutes since Arthur had started the movie for tonight’s family movie night, they barely made it through the intro credits when Ivan felt Alfred pull down his sweatpants and underwear underneath the soft blanket covering them both. The strong, demanding grip on his butt cheek made him nervous but he tried to ignore it and focus on the tv.
Ivan had only reluctantly accepted Alfred’s invitation to spend the night at his place with his family. But it wasn’t his dads, Arthur and Francis, who were cuddled up on the two seater sofa to his right, who had made him hesitate to join Alfred. No, it was Matthew. Alfred’s step-brother, who Ivan had hooked up with after a party only a few days prior, and who was now sprawled across the armchair to their left, feet dangling over the armrest. Ivan wondered if it was this one night stand that had driven Alfred into asking him to join family movie night. Seemed like he wants to get a little more serious with him...
The movie finally started to play into action and Ivan glanced over Alfred’s brother who seemed occupied with his phone instead of partaking in the valued family tradition. He wondered who Matthew was texting...
His attention was drawn back to Alfred who was snuggled close to his back when he felt one finger slide between his butt cheeks and prod against his hole. Ivan turned a little to give Alfred a confused look, but didn’t dare to say anything. Not with his entire family so close to them.
Alfred only winked at Ivan before focusing back onto the tv and whispering in his ear. “They’re all watching the movie. They’re not even going to notice.” Ivan had to subtlety cover his mouth so as to not pull anyone’s attention onto him when Alfred inserted his spit covered finger, slowly working him open.
The wary look Ivan let wander from one side of the room to the other confirmed that none of the others had noticed what was going on under Alfred's and his shared blanket. Matthew was still busy with his phone while Arthur and Francis were apparently the only ones actually paying attention to the movie.
Ivan reached down to adjust the blanket, hoping no one would notice his erection tenting it a little. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed when Alfred’s fingers were pulled from his hole, but a look at the tv revealed that it must have been some, since the story was now in full progress. With a little nip at Ivan’s earlobe, Alfred slowly pushed inside him.
The action made Ivan groan and he tried to cover the noise up by faking a coughing fit, now drawing everyone’s attention right onto him. Alfred patted his back and dismissed his dad's offer to get Ivan anything when the fake coughs ebbed down.
"You okay?" Alfred's tone seemed concerned, but the hard grip he had on Ivan's hip while guiding the rest of his cock inside him told a completely different story. Ivan took a shuddering breath when he felt the slight tingle of Alfred's curly pubes against his ass. Taking Alfred's remarkable length with not that much preparation was already a task of itself, but keeping himself from making any noise when Alfred's thick cock pressed against his prostate ever so slightly took everything from Ivan.
Alfred adjusted their position so he could rest his head on the armrest of the sofa he and Ivan occupied. The movement once again caused the dick inside him to graze his prostate and Ivan bit his tongue to stifle a plea for more. He felt Alfred's hand on his hip again, pulling him close, but when he turned his head to look at him, he seemed about to fall asleep on the armrest. If it wasn't for a purposeful tension of Alfred's muscles that made his cock twitch inside Ivan, he would have thought the darkness of the room and sound of the movie playing on the tv had made him drift off.
Ivan experimentally rolled his hips back, grinding against Alfred, but the other man only tightened his grip on Ivan's hips to keep him still.
A defeated sigh escaped Ivan when he realised that Alfred's plan was not to fuck him now, he was just relishing in the tight heat of Ivan's ass around him. Ivan should have been glad about it, but the warmth spreading from his abdomen and the need to feel fucked and not just filled were too strong as for this to be a relief.
The involuntary clenching around Alfred's cock only increased Ivan's desires. He wanted to beg for him to move, but instead he bit his tongue, clenched his fists, focused on the tv, his breathing, anything to distract him, until suddenly the dim light of his phone's display caught Ivan's attention.
Matvei [18:48]: Did my brother seriously just fall asleep while secretely fucking you during movie night?
Ivan shot Matthew a confused look, the shock making him clench around Alfred's dick again and he nearly groaned. Matthew looked like he had to hold back from laughing, but raised a curious eyebrow. He.. he knew? Did their dad's also know? His gaze wandered to the other side of the room where they were both drowsing off in each other's arms.
Matvei [18:50]: Don't worry about them, they always sleep through half the movie. Just like Al.
Matvei [18:51]: I'm not mad btw. Your decision who you fuck. or when and where. But does it have to be with my brother in our fucking living room on the goddamn sofa I fucked you into last Saturday??
Looking over the message, Ivan's face turned red as shreds of their hook up flooded his mind. They had both been far from sober, but that didn't mean he forgot how good he had felt with Matthew on top of him, giving him the pleasure that Alfred was denying him right now.
He didn't dare look into Matthew's eyes and instead focused on his phone, but before Ivan got to text back, Alfred stirred behind him and Ivan quickly put his phone down to hide the messages. Only when he was sure Alfred was not going to peek at the display, he picked it up again.
Matvei [18:59]: Are you thinking about it now?
Ivan looked at Alfred for a moment before turning his attention back to Matthew who gave him a challenging look and a vicious smile.
Ivan [19:05]: Yes
Ivan hesitated for a moment before sending the message. The dark, hungry look the confession put in Matthew's eyes made him shiver.
Matvei [19:07]: Me too. Been thinking about you for the last few days. It's a shame you're not sharing a blanket with Al instead of me rn.
Ivan [19:08]: Join us?
Matthew snorted at the proposal, but shook his head lightly.
Matvei [19:09]: And share this tiny ass sofa with you two lovebirds? Nah, I don't like crowded spaces.
The thought of Matthew on top of him while Alfred was still inside him made Ivan blush but fueled the heat pooling inside him once again.
Ivan [19:15]: Three is not a crowd. Three is just a start ;)
Matthew snorted again in amusement.
Matvei [19:17]: Eww, I'm not gonna share you with my brother.
Ivan made a disappointed noise that he hoped no one heard, but received another message in the same moment.
Matvei [19:18]: But you better think about me, cause I sure do think about that ass of yours now.
Looking at Matthew and seeing him grab his erection through his sweatpants for emphasis made Ivan squirm. He clenched around Alfred's cock that had begun to become soft, making it grow harder again as Alfred stirred awake.
The slow roll of Alfred's hips made Ivan want to scream out in pleasure, but instead he bit his lower lip hard enough to split the dry skin and make it bleed. Alfred made himself comfortable again, but kept lazily thrusting into Ivan, trying not to catch his family's attention.
The constant stimulation from Alfred's cock inside him had Ivan close to his orgasm already. A content sigh from his left had him look up. Ivan watched Matthew palm himself through his sweatpants, his mouth went dry at the thought of him being the reason for Matthew’s growing arousal.
Too caught up in staring at Alfred’s brother, it took Ivan a moment to realise he was being talked to.
“You okay?” Alfred’s voice sounded almost concerned and he ran one hand along Ivan’s side to let it rest on his waist as he slowly slipped out of Ivan, leaving him irritated and feeling empty.
Ivan clenched around nothing as he took a look around the room. Francis was carefully poking Arthur’s face to wake him up as the movie credits rolled. He gasped when Alfred reached around him to discretely tuck his leaking dick back into his pants and kissed the shell of Ivan’s ear. “Wanna go upstairs and hang out in my room?”
Turning to Alfred, Ivan noticed that Matthew was already gone. “Yes, okay.” Ivan looked at his phone another time before getting himself ready to get up from under the blanket.
Matvei [19:47]: I’ll be next door in my room, remember that the walls are thin.
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hetalia-angel · 5 months
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the subtle references to the unibomber is crazy 😭😭😭. I saw this one wendigoon video abt the unibomber and that reminded me so much of 1p Canada. Also please part two of the apartment post! Show us what he’s hiding!!!!!
Yeah I saw that video too! “The internet’s favorite terrorist” right? I find it so ironic how so many people on the internet idolize the unibomber when he was so against technology. The guy was crazy. I think people like him since so many want to just run off into the forest and live their lives away from society or since he has a cool name. If the news would’ve stuck with the “garbage bomber” instead of the unibomber less people would be so fixated on it.
What is Canada hiding?
This only applies to this certain apartment au)
Matthew comes off to his neighbors as this nice quiet guy. When in reality he’s certainly quiet but hates almost everyone around him. Matthew retreats back into his apartment to hide from the world.
I have zero doubt that he has an odd fixation with people like the unibomber and Chris Mccandless. He’s very recluse and wishes he could just escape get in his car and drive far away. Stop at Alaska or Nunavut away from his problems.
Matthew is no idiot. He knows his way around the internet. Especially Reddit and 4chan. He’s constantly researching and being overly fixated on new topics.
So when he sees the angelic face of his darling neighbor he’s entranced. Matthew will be looking up everything he can find on her. By the time he’s done he’ll know his darling’s entire extended family tree since the start.
The day they met was by divine chance. Or by hacking into the cameras in the hallway and seeing his darling in need of help.
From then on out he’ll be keeping countless journals and files on her every move and interest. Until they’re basically attached by the hip.
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lightprkdraws · 3 years
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Saw your yandere vibes drawing with Russia and Spain. Could you also draw America and Canada with yandere vibes? Thank u <3
I hadn't liked the composition in that drawing, so this time I decided to draw them separately. Surprisingly, it was more fun this way
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