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yandere-writer-momo · 3 days

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Yandere Fairytale Series:

Rapunzel

Part 1 Part 2

Yandere Witch x Rapunzel Reader x Yandere Prince

Vinicio had finally discovered his princess! He was so thrilled to live out his biggest fantasy of saving a damsel in distress! He’d make sure to pamper you for life once he was able to save you from this tower! But first he had to gain your trust… so he’d be an open book.

Vinicio had kept his promise to you. The lavender haired man smiled below your tower while he’d shout at you so you could hear him.

You genuinely enjoyed his company as he’d share stories with you of his kingdom and about the outside world. Vinicio made you curious of what lies beyond your tower in merely a day.

Vinicio began to visit you for the next two days before he told you he had to return to his kingdom. His company was refreshing and comforting since Hilda had been gone for so many days…

It was the weekend when Hilda returned to you. The young woman shouted for you to let down your hair so she could climb up

Hilda’s arms engulfed your form as she eagerly inhaled your scent. A big smile on her pretty face when she finally pulled away.

“I’m so sorry I took so long. I went a bit further than normal and I brought you a gift.” Hilda reached into her satchel and pulled out a small box wrapped in parchment paper. “It was a little expensive, but I wanted to make it up to you.”

You opened the gift and were in awe of the seashell comb inside the box. The little white comb was covered in seashells and pearls… “It’s beautiful, Hildy.”

Hilda blushed at the nickname before she shyly glanced to the floor. Her green eyes peaked up at your smile while her heart fluttered.

“It’s not as beautiful as you.” The two of you shared smiles before Hilda began to get around to cook with you.

To Hilda, this was the ideal life. To cook and cuddle with the woman she loved as the two of them were far away from civilization. Her mother, Agnes, had handpicked (your name) just for her! You were Hilda’s bride and she’d never let anyone steal you away! Not like your mother was taken from Agnes! No! Hilda wouldn’t let any man in your vicinity! She didn’t want to lose you to childbirth like Agnes lost your mother!!

Agnes had told Hilda of how your mother was her lover before your mother was swept away by a handsome noble who spotted her in the village. Of how that man’s friend sullied Agnes and created Hilda (a fact that didn’t stop Agnes from loving Hilda). Of how Agnes had tirelessly searched for your mother only to be too late… Agnes simply couldn’t bear to leave you in the care of the man who had ripped her lover from her.

Agnes didn’t want Hilda to go through the same pain she did so she used her magic to build this tower. A spell that aged her significantly, but it was worth it so Hilda could be happy. Hilda was so blessed to have Agnes as her mother and you as her lover (a fact you were unaware of). And now Hilda had to magic to protect you! The two of you will never starve or lose one another! Hilda had the abilities to give you a good life.

Yet you didn’t weep like you normally did when she returned from her trips… Hilda observed your chipper form in suspicion. Had you been in contact with anyone else- no. That wasn’t possible. No one has discovered this tower in over twenty years and Hilda would prefer to keep it that way.

It was another month before you saw Vinicio again (luckily when Hilda was gone again). This time the prince brought you a large bouquet of flowers. You believed they were called roses! Except Vinicio had kindly removed each thorn.

Vinicio excitedly chattered away with you as he shared that he was camping nearby in the forest. The prince shared his woes with you. Vinicio had been hounded by his parents to get married since he was the only heir to the throne, but he was insistent to find his own wife. “I want to marry for love, despite that being corny.”

Despite how the warning in men was instilled in you, you didn’t feel like Vinicio was evil. He was rather charming actually and he had such a trust worthy aura. You enjoyed his friendship… yet you were unaware that Vinicio was actively courting you.

It took four more months of Vinicio’s visits for you to lower your hair and let him into the tower to talk. Vinicio always kept a polite distance even as the two of you shared tea. You were so happy to hear about the outside world and be shown the wonderful world of books.

You had to hide your books under your mattress from Hilda (an action you felt guilty to do) but you adored the stories from the words. Why did Hilda keep you away from civilization? It seemed wonderful to be out in the world!

You shared your desire to see the world with Vinicio’s whose eyes went dark as he smiled at you. “If you want to see the world, I can take you. We can see it together.” And you made the mistake of accepting his offer.

Hilda, on the other hand, felt as if she was going insane… at least until she discovered a romance novel under your mattress when she changed your bed sheets. Hilda nearly went ballistic at the novel that detailed the make believe love between a man and a woman. Yet she refrained from acting out on her feelings of betrayal. No… she’d have to punish you.

Hilda wrapped her arms around you as you at the meal the two of you made together. A few tears fell down her face which made you do a double take. Yet you couldn’t even ask her what was wrong before she grabbed the shears off the table.

“I’m so sorry… but you can’t leave.” Hilda began to sob. “Whoever that man is, he is going to ask to marry him and he will take you far away… you will be locked up somewhere else. This is all for your own good.”

Your screams echoed throughout the forest as Hilda chopped off your long locks. The young woman sobbed the entire time as she cut each chunk to a shorter length. You had to learn that you couldn’t leave her. Hilda didn’t want you to suffer the same fate your mother did. This was all for your own good.

When Vinicio came by after a week, he was shocked to not see you greet him right away. “(Your name)? Can you let down your hair?”

He had no suspicions when your long locks were tossed out the window for him to grab. The prince quickly scaled up the tower with a big smile on his face. Today was the day he’d ask you to be his wife… his forever princess.

“(Your name), I was thinking all week about this but I think I’d like to marry you.” Vinicio shouted as he inched closer and closer to the balcony. “I’ll take you far from this tower and we can see the world together. You can have as many dresses as you want and we can eat all kinds of good food! Would you like that?”

Vinicio couldn’t help the dread that began to pool in his stomach when you didn’t respond. Why haven’t you responded? Were you okay?

Yet he was shocked when he came face to face with the wicked grin of Hilda once he reached the balcony. You loudly sobbed as you sat tied up in a chair with your own hair. Your poor hair in a messy, (hair length) style. Was this the witch who kept you locked up? Did she hurt you?

The two stared at each other for a few seconds before Hilda sprang into action.

Hilda’s Ending:

“I won’t let you take her!” The black haired woman threw herself forward and shoved Vicinio off the balcony. The man couldn’t even scream before he fell down the tower in shock.

You began to sob when you heard a loud, wet thud. There was no doubt in your mind that Vicinio had splattered all over the bottom of the tower… a sight you didn’t want to see of your poor friend.

Hilda turned to you with a thrilled look on her face. “He’s gone… we’re safe now. We can be together just like we’ve always been.”

The black haired woman knelt down beside you as she knelt down to cup your tear stricken face in your hand.

“Shhh. Don’t cry. I’ll explain everything, okay?” Hilda pressed her lips against yours in a tender kiss. “It’s better this way.”

Vicinio’s Ending:

Vicinio side stepped Hilda, which caused the young woman to nearly tumble off the ledge. Yet Vicinio had caught her and slammed her head into the balcony, knocking the witch unconscious.

Vicinio quickly ran over to you as he began to untie your binds made from your own hair. Vicinio pulled you into a tight hug as you cried into his chest.

“It’s okay… I’m here now.” Vicinio pressed a kiss on the top of your head. “I’ll make sure that witch is punished for her crimes.”

You froze when he said that. Witch? Hilda wasn’t a witch…

You gasped when Vicinio gave you a smile, yet the look in his eyes made your blood run cold.

“I’ll have her burned at the stake for hurting my precious princess.” Vicinio took your hands in his before he pressed tender kisses to each of your knuckles. “We can ride my horse back to my kingdom! I have a small group of my men down below to bring any of your belongings too. I can’t wait to be married!”

You trembled as Vivinio continued to babble on and on about your future marriage. Perhaps Agnes and Hilda had told some truth about men…

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angelltheninth · 16 days

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Yandere Knight Devotes Himself to You

Pairing: Male!Knight x Princess!Reader

Tags: fluff, yandere behavior, hand kisses, protectiveness, injury mention, royalty, pining

A/N: Watched a bit of Merlin today. I won't explain myself.

He was a newer knight, skilled and handsome, nothing outstanding about him really

You'd seen many like him before, or so you thought

It wasn't strange for a knight to fall for you, it's happened many times before, the affection would be fleeting, over as suddenly as it began

All but the affections of this knight

Every tournament he would dedicate his victory to you, none of the other's that cheeted his name, he didn't even look their way

At every dance you noticed him dressing in finer and finer clothes, always asking you for a dance first

If any other man approached he'd find something to say about him

Faking politeness was easy for him, it was scary to watch

But he was never fake with you

Started inviting you on horseback rides when he got some status as a respectable knight

His mood would shift depending on your reply

Yes, and he was sunshine incarnate for the rest of the week, no and he'd grow colder even towards you, giving you one word anwsers and polite bows when adressing you

It was no secret that he was in love with you, you heard whispers and rumors of it through the castle

The longer you took to return his feelings the more reckless he became

More dangerous routes, taking on more tasks, more tournament fights

Fights where he would get hurt and keep going until he collapsed under the weight of his armor

He knew you worried for him, that's why he had to keep going, he had to show you the depth of his devotion and love

Quite possibly the most adrenaline driven knight in the castle, although he will claim it's his love for you that keeps him going

Will prove himself worthy of marrying you, no matter what, this he swears to you

The promise is sealed the only way he knows how, with a kiss on your hand

If he wins the King's favor then he's sure he can win yours too

You will be happy with him ruling by your side

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suiana · 9 months

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✎ yandere! knight headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― obsessiveness, possessiveness, murder, devotion etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! knight who's one in five kids of the northern duchy. he's the second oldest and is second in line for succession of the duke's position. though, he cares not for any titles as he's far too content being your personal knight.

✎ yandere! knight who's a genius with the sword, enrolling in the knight academy at the tender age of 7 and graduating at 9. he's a prodigy and it's what brought him to you.

✎ yandere! knight who couldn't help but be taken away by your divine self upon your first meeting. oh... you're practically perfect-! and with sweaty palms and a heavy blush, he made temporary vows to protect you until he was 19.

✎ yandere! knight who couldn't wait until he was 19 to officially take the knight's oath to protect their master. sure he was of nobility and wasn't supposed to be just a knight... but just thinking of having to separate from you, having someone else take care of you-! how it infuriates him so. worry not, he's now 25 and is happily serving you now :3

✎ yandere! knight who falls for you with each passing day. as the two of you get older, his love begins to develop into something more sinister as a voice inside him yells and yearns to keep you by his side. and he listens to it. all. the. time. which is why he's always awake at ungodly hours, sometimes with white or red liquid on him.

✎ yandere! knight who murders everyone who's trying to court you. he swears it's not him who's doing it, but why does he feel so satisfied after each kill? why does he... feel the need to get rid of everyone else now?

✎ yandere! knight who appears shy and innocent but deep down he's secretly a freak in more ways than one. hope you enjoy it because this knight of yours will never get rid of that side of his.

✎ yandere! knight who's so in love with you that everyone in the royal court can see it, even you. but it doesn't matter because you love him too, don't you?

✎ "your highness, please allow me to court you officially."

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yandere-daydreams · 9 months

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Title: Scorched Earth.

A Grab Bag For A Very Lovely Anonymous Commissioner.

Pairing: Yandere!Warrior x Reader.

Word Count: 1.3k.

TW: Unhealthy Relationships, Mentions of War/Death, Unbalanced Power Dynamics, and Kidnapping.

You saw the torchlight hours before he reached your cottage.

Bright and brilliant, a red stain ebbing through the trees and bleeding into the dark sky. The forest was dense, the canopy stifling, yet somehow, the light he and his soldiers carried was awful enough to pierce through it all, to burn away every behind them and fill the open air with thick, choking smoke. You could’ve tried to flee, it wasn’t as if you couldn’t guess what was coming for you, but you didn’t keep a horse, and you knew better than to stave off the inevitable. He’d catch you, no matter how far you ran, no matter how many times you refused him. He’d promised as much, the first time he declared that you’d be his.

Rather than escape, you stayed where you were, perched on the rotting wooden steps leading up to your door and watching the oncoming flare. His scouts, dressed in black and prone to circling your meager home like vultures, reached you before he did, then sergeants, piling in by the dozen, well-armed and jeering and carrying his insignia with a sort of heady arrogance. Finally, he emerged from the growth, surrounded by his lieutenants and mounted on a sleek, grey steed larger than any you’d ever seen before. He was a far cry from how you’d seen him last – his bandages gone, his pitch-black hair grown down to his shoulders, the rags you’d been able to lend him traded out for shining armor clean enough to catch the torchlight and glow scarlet. A great-sword sat at his hip, two more curved blades crossed over his back, but you couldn’t seem to find much joy in his fortune. Not when you’d soon be counted among one of his many, many precious things.

As he dismounted, the movements practiced to the point of thoughtlessness, you rose to meet him, hyper-aware that this would likely be the last time you’d be able to stand on equal ground. “Wren.”

It wasn’t his name. You’d misheard him, the first time you asked; made what you could out of the slurred syllables he’d been able to spit out and never found the time to look back. Even when he started to recover, when he was able to hold onto consciousness for longer than a minute at a time and more than just your clumsy stitching held the jagged cut stretching from his shoulder to his hip shut, he always failed to correct you. His real name – Wyvern, given to him as an unknown orphan after he slayed his namesake and delivered its head to a king who’d let him massacre armies and rampage through the countryside as he pleased – was something you had to learn the day he left, the day he told you who he was and why you’d found him bleeding out in a stream all those months ago. He’d asked you to come with him, back to the castle, and through tears, you’d told him that you wouldn’t have helped him if you’d known you were saving the life of a murderer. He’d tried to kiss you, and you slapped him and told him to get out of your cottage.

It wasn’t his name, but he smiled like it was, taking a step toward you. His soldiers started to close in, but he held up a hand, keeping them at bay. “Beloved.” It was a familiar petname. It used to make you blush, stammer, want to make flower crowns and kick your feet and learn to play some ridiculous stringed instrument. Now, it just made your stomach turn, your vision dim at the edges with rage. “I’m sorry I took so long to return to you. I had to gather a few friends – thought you should meet the future guests of our wedding.”

There was cheer from his soldiers, a flash of a grin from Wren. You stiffened, squaring your shoulders, but he remained unaffected, his expression only softening as you forced yourself to respond. “I meant what I said. I could never love a man with blood on his hands.”

If he heard you over the milling of his soldiers, the crackling of his torches and the distant sounds of the forest’s nightlife, he clearly wasn’t listening. Rather he closed the remaining space between you and him and took you in his arms. Your feet were off the ground in a moment, your chest against his chest in another, being spun idly as he let out a throaty laugh. “God,” he sighed, when he finally came to a stop. The sharp corners of his plated armor dug into your skin at odd angles, and his hold on your waist was tight enough to bruise. You’d had to ask him to be gentle before, to mind his inhuman strength when he touched you, but it was a lesson he just couldn’t seem to take to heart. “I missed the sound of your voice. I’ll have to take you with me on my next campaign - I don’t know if I could stand to leave you at court for all that time.”

“Put me down,” you hissed, hitting his shoulders with as much force as you could manage. He abided you, but didn’t let go of you – just moving his hold from your hips to your hands, taking them in his own before you had time to pull away.

“I couldn’t. I absolutely couldn’t. Most of the knights are absolute bastards, and you’re too sweet – they’d try to take you for themselves in a heartbeat. No, I can’t let you out of my sight for a moment, can I?” He paused, his face lighting up with apparent zeal. “You’ll adore the castle. I’ve already secured a cottage on the edge of the grounds, and you’ll have full reign of the gardens. We won’t have to—”

“Stop.” You attempted to wrench yourself out of his vice-grip, and when that failed, let out a ragged groan, tears already forming in the corners of your eyes. “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

“That’s not true.” His smile didn’t so much as waver. “You saved my life. You told me that you loved me, and I love you, too. How would either of us ever be happy if we were seperated?”

Something deep in your chest ached. It was impossible to look at him and not picture the countless mornings you’d woken up by his side, the countless days you’d passed teaching him how fish and tend to a garden, the countless nights you’d spent bundled beside a fire sharing stories with a man you thought you’d loved. It was impossible not to think about what he’d done and wish you’d driven that knife into his stomach yourself.

“I can’t love someone like you,” you said, finally, because you couldn’t bear to say anything else. “And I’m not leaving my home.”

At that, you could’ve sworn you saw something register in his dark eyes. He was quiet, his enthusiasm fading, and for a second, you thought he might’ve understood. For a second, you thought he might call away his soldiers, get back on his horse, and leave you to your quiet suffering.

Then, he leaned forward, his lips coming to rest against the top of your head. “Beloved,” his voice was low, stifled your skin. “You don’t have a home. Not without me.”

Abruptly, he pulled away from you, raising a hand and looking toward his soldiers. While you were left in the dark, they knew their signal, surging forward in a chaotic wave of yelling and footsteps. You pressed your form against Wren’s side, clenching your eyes shut and bracing yourself, but there was only a burst of heat, a sudden visible even through your eyelids. Another kiss, this one pressed into your cheek and chased with a soft chuckle.

When you could bring yourself to look, you found not a volley of arrows or a hundred swords all pointed at your neck, but your cottage engulfed in flame, shining golden in the oppressive night. Your shoulders fell, your mouth opening, but you failed to make a sound. Wren wasn’t as stunned, grinning as he pulled you close and pressed his lips into yours, the kiss delicate and tortuous all at once.

“Don’t worry,” he muttered as he pulled away, his tone so soft and so gentle, you could almost tell ignore the blood-soaked cruelty lingering just underneath it.

“The only home you need is with me.”

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riniworld · 4 months

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YANDERE!knight x PRINCESS!reader

you could tell I'm in love with royal stories?

warinings// alot of skipping times,mentions of a

k!$$,reader is an illegitimate daughter,one bad word

reference;you,y/n,your highness,my lady,her

"curse" "pathetic" "shame"

you've heard those words alot in your life.

You were an illegitimate daughter of the king,The result of a forbidden relationship,A reminder to the queen of her husband's cheat.

your biology mother has died when she gave birth to you and your father,the king,has taken care of you ever since.

he has been nice to you,He didn't differentiate between you and your sister at all,he was giving you everything you need everything you want,like you were a real royal figure.

but it was.

when the king died everything has changed

the queen has treated you like shit,well she didn't make you become a servant or smth,she always said she didn't want to see your face so that's why.

but you've been alone,no one dared to talk to you.

your "sister" didn't say anything about you or treating you wrong she simply...act like you never been there.

yeah everyone was calling you "princess",respecting you.

the servants kept serving you(even though they won't talk to you),you had your own garden even!

but to be all alone between a lot of people was torturing.

so you were visiting the village/city every week. everyone adored you.

you were so kind, gentle, you were...angelic.

you could hear gossiping in the halls as you walk

talking about a personal knight for the princess,your sister.

You laughed internally,praying for whoever that person was. your sister was...a bit grumpy, you've never interacted with her before though.

as you were heading to your favorite place,your garden,you saw your sister heading somewhere and that usual frown on her face.

there was a big man behind her,wearing armored clothes.

he looked at you from the corner of his eye,you waved at him with a smile.

ignore

oh yeah,of course.the queen has warned him from you,like everyone else.

you sighed as you continou your way.

8 P.M.

you wasn't a fan of social interactions or gatherings.

but here you are sitting in the corner. there was ball,everyone was noisy, dancing and drinking.

you were far from everyone, just sitting in the corner drinking your drink in peace.

untill you hear footsteps coming your way,you swear if it was someone want to dance with you too you're going to snap out-

"sorry for interrupting you,your highness" someone talked in a firm tone

you look up to see...your sister personal knight??

"i think it's a bit dangerous for you to sit all alone here,anyone could take advantage from this situation"

you place your drink down and smile

"don't worry I'm capable to defend myself"

"forgive me,your highness, i didn't mean to offend you or something, i just thought it would be right to tell you."

"it's okay you didn't say something wrong"

....

there was an awkward silent

"want a drink?" you broke the silent

"i don't have the right to want anything while I'm in your presence,your highness"

how could he answer so quickly-

"don't be like that...it's a ball for everyone to enjoy"

no answer

you sigh as You sign to the servant to bring another drink, as the servant bring it to your table.

you're confused why he didn't go away but you give him his drink anyway.

"your highness it's really not necessary i-"

"you dare to refuse my offer?"

".....no i don't. thank you,your highness"

you smile slightly as he took it

after some minutes you started "why didn't you went away?"

"do you want me to go,your highness?"

"no-no i mean why didn't you?"

"may i know why would i?"

"didn't..-the quee-i mean her majesty tell you about me?"

"yes,she did"

"but you're still..."

"i understand your point,your highness. but i don't understand her majesty's point"

"in any way?"

"forgive me but i was watching you sometime by now"

"wait-what?"

"we're in the same palace i would definitely run into you,and I've heard the commoners talks about you quite often and by what i heard you were too good to them that's made me curious as why her majesty doesn't want anyone near you"

"oh"

you was too stunned to talk...oh was everything you managed to spit out

you wanted to tear up right now, it was just a normal few sentence someone could even mistake it as an offending to them, but for you..no one has said such things like that or even talked to you in the first place

you bowed your head down

the knight speak as if the realization hit him

"i didn't-i didn't mean to offend you,your highness"

"no you..didn't" You raised your head but looked away "i appreciate what you just said,thank you-...uh may i know your name?"

"my name? he cleared his throat my name doesn't matter I'm just your servant,your highness" he said with more respect

"it's a command"

"senor"

"what a strange name,but it's a beautiful one. I'm Y/N if you didn't know my name earlier heh"

"it's such a honor from you to tell me your name,your highness,but if it's not a bother i feel more comfortable calling you "your highness" "

"of course, go with anything makes you comfortable. even though i don't think we'll interact again" you mumble

"if you'll excuse me your highness, i have to go back to my position" he bow and go back when you nod

you didn't want him to go, it was a nice feeling to talk with someone again

(the villagers doesn't count because you couldn't have a proper conversion with them because they'll be too tense to talk with you)

after that interact with senor he have been noticing you more he's not ignoring you that much

he would react to your waves with a nod from a far or small movement so you'll know that he saw you

your sister wasn't caring much if he was there or not so you'll take this opportunity to steal him away sometime even if he wasn't approval of your idea

by time you grew closer and closer each time he even visited your personal garden! and became less offical with you but not much

you were too happy to find someone to talk to and spend time with

as for the queen,she's so busy with her duties to even noticing something, maybe she just set this rule and never cared if it broke?

5 A.M.

you and senor where walking in the forest by the river

you planned to go alone in the first place but when he saw you he said it's too dangerous to go alone

"so..you say you knew my father?"

"yes, my lady i did. he had saved my mother from death."

"was..your mother ill?"

"yes, my father wasn't there and i was young to have a job so she was the one working but when she fell down i couldn't do anything....then one day i saw his majesty's court and ran to him the guard has stopped me from going near but i kept shouting for him to help us..then he commanded the guard to let me go as he begin to listen to me, the next thing i know is a lot of money placed in my hand"

sob

senor looked at your way as soon as he heard you sobbing

"my lady are you-are you crying? i-i didn't mean-"

"it's so sad" sob

he just looked at you with big eyes don't know what to do..you..hugged him his hands was in the air where to place them?!

beat beat

shit you were too close,your body pressing against him. did you feel his heart beat? because i think even the village could hear it now

finally he decide to place his hand on your back.

you were talking but he couldn't hear you now, he's more focused on your position.

he was feeling that for a while now but he just denied it. no impossible how could he fall for the princess?

control yourself senor!

"thank you for your kind words my lady" He pushed you back a little

"I'm-I'm sorry i couldn't control myself" you walked back to give him a personal space

your foot slips from the edge as you fell down in the river.

"my lady!" senor yelled as he swim after you

his armor made it difficult to swim fast but eventually he catchs you.

he saw a rock and hold on it "hold on my lady I'll save you" he said between his breath

sitting at the groumd holding you against him, he was panicing now, why hasn't you opened your eyes yet??

"my lady, y/n,are you okay? wake up!"

cough cough

"oh god you're alive"

you opened your eyes slowly, your view still blurry becouse of the water

he made you sit straight as you coughed the water inside your chest

"are you okay?"

you nod as you looked at him.

"thank you. you're really my hero" you giggled

that wasn't a funny thing! you were about to die he should be mad now, scold you even.

but again he's heart start bounding. your hero? your...and you were his lady, he couldn't control himself anymore.

the next thing you see is his lips against yours,it was a long deep kiss he wanted for sometime now.

senor could care less if it's forbidden he was about to lose you seconds ago you're just paying for scaring him to death.

when you return you got a long harsh lecture from the queen on how you were just a wight on her to take and useless

was it? you don't know anymore. all you could think about is that kiss and senor, what was he doing now?

my back hurt :') i have exams soon so i just thought why don't i write something before it?

I'll make this a series too

hope you liked it!

have a good night/day

#yanderexreader #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere knight #yandere oc x reader #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #yandere knight x reader

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kachowder · 8 months

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ruthless, bloodthirsty yandere Pirate Captain X Prince/ss!Reader, either kidnapped or accidentally ended up on the ship nad now cannot leave

The rope dug into the soft skin of your wrists, leaving angry red trails with each thrash and and strive. Your teeth grit painfully, aching against each other as the sounds of water smashed against the wall behind you.

Salt invaded your senses, your eyes burning from the water that dripped from your head. You sneezed at either the smell of the deep, dark ocean, or the cold of your frozen clothes stuck to your skin.

Your brain fogged over what happened, and your body ached with exhaust, though you hardly halted in yours struggles, not till the heavy steps of boots approached the finely crafted door. A slow rasp of knuckles against the door. Then his god awful voice spoke through.

“Knock, Knock.” You could practically hear his foul smile, before the door was swung open far too aggressively. You winced as it smacked against the wall, shoulders tensing as you bared your teeth.

“You have a lot of nerve.” A weak willed threat to hide the fear that guzzled down your windpipes.

The man cared little, as a hoarse and deep laugh roared from his throat. His accessories, likely stolen, dangled with each step, while he approached.

“You’re a yappy little thing arent ya? Could ‘ere you half way to the port.”

“…We’re docked?” The news visibly shocked you, you hadn’t been on the ship for that long, or so you believed. It surely didn’t feel that long. Was there a port near to your kingdom? One you didn’t know about? Or maybe, this cocky pirate had parked on the other side of the island, believing he had time to get away.

“We haven’t even left yet, doll.” You wanted to spit on him. You hoped he understood that he was the muck on your shoe as you stepped past the pig pens.

“Then you are far more foolish and arrogant then I was originally led to believe. The guards will find me any second! I’ll relish in seeing you hauled to guillotines.”

He tutted, a knowing smile that made your skin crawl and throat go dry, as he stepped passed you, slowly. “I wouldn’t be so sure, your highness…”

“We’ve been here for well over a night. No one’s looking for you.”

Those words made you freeze, eyes widening in disbelief at this pirates audacity. Did he believe you an ignorant fool? To boldly tell such lies to your face?

But then…you don’t know how long you’d actually been here. The sick sway in your stomach made it appear like hours. And you had woken up here too. Was the sky the same sky you had seen before you were taken?

It was the same shade of blue and yet…were those the same clouds? Was it greener now? Had you truly been here for hours? Days?? Had no one come to look for you?!

He watched with a sick grin, teeth sunk deep into a deliciously red apple, as he basked in your inner makings crumbling. Personally, he found your resistance cuter then this..look of hopelessness. But this was needed for your eventual cooperation.

And of course he had lied to you. The kingdom was a muck looking for you at the moment. You were just on the side of your little country that few actually were aware of. A safe space tucked beside the cliff side. A pretty spot.

“What do you want.”

Oh? The little doll wanted his attention.

“Hm? Care to elaborate birdie?”

Your bristled visibly at the name, though the deep breath you let out to calm yourself was in its own right commendable. “What is your purpose for stealing me.”

“Saying I stole you, truly makes you sound like you were someone else’s property prior, doesn’t it?”

When you didn’t respond, he sneered, lips pulled into an unpleasant growl as he stepped towards you again, ringed and rough fingers gripping your jaw, sure to leave a bruise.

“Excuse you-!” You nearly gagged when he popped your mouth open, pushing the bitten half of the apple into your mouth like a swine ready to be roasted. Your tongue curled back as far as it could, fearful of touching the flesh of the fruit your captor had eaten from.

His smile returned, in a disturbing satisfaction as his dark green eyes swept across your form.

Had it not been the circumstances. Had it not been for who he was, you’d think his eyes were beautiful. Such a vibrant shade of green, that shines in the golden light. Like sun filtering through spring leaves.

But because of the circumstances, because of who he was, you likened them more to the color of sewage near an old tavern. The color of floating, rotten seaweed that sticks slimely to your skin. Slimey. That was a good word. His eyes were Slimey. As were his hands, his smile.

A degrading tap against your cheek brought you back to the slime before you. You hated that this filth was pretty. You hated that had it been any other circumstance. You might’ve fancied him.

“Rest up now pet, ‘s gonna be a long journey.” He stood with a low grunt, boots echoing against the wooden floor, as his jewels jingled.

“You didn’t answer my question you filth!” Your words were illegible against the apple, as your jaw had been stretched to the max, making it hard for you to spit it out unless you bit down.

The pirate gave little mind to your attempt, simply humming as if he knew what you said irregardless. “You’ll learn in due time birdie. Not try not to cause a ruckus while I’m gone. I’d hate for the dogs to grow nasty.”

And the door slammed behind him, your heart hammering. You didn’t think he meant actual dogs and that’s what made your crawl to farthest corner could, leaning your bound body against the weathered wood.

Your jaw hurt, your wrist hurt. You were tired, emotionally and mentally. And as the weight of the situation sunk in, you felt yourself slump in momentary defeat, eyes fluttering against your cheeks.

Weak, frustrated tears burned behind your lashes.

You prayed for your safety.

You prayed that someone…anyone was looking for you.

But your heart ached, as if it knew a truth you didn’t want to acknowledge.

No one was coming.

On the far side of the kingdom..

A young knight was causing unfathomable chaos.

“Find them! Find them now! If you are withholding information or if any of you pathetic guards are unable to find even a trace of them, your heads will be on the block along with their disgusting captor!”

#yandere #yandere x reader #x oc #x reader #yandere pirate #yandere knight

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crypticdesire · 15 days

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cw: mild possessiveness, implied murder

yandere!knight who grew up inside the castle walls and found themselves always watching the child of the king. they were taught that their training was necessary to protect the royal family, so why wouldn’t they develop an interest in you? knowing details about you was the best way to protect you, so they slowly became obsessed with observing you from an appropriate distance.

yandere!knight who finally became directly assigned to guard you when you're both adults. there was another knight being considered, but they were unfortunately killed by a thief during a trip to a nearby town. they were more suitable for the job anyway, understanding the needs of the royal heir more than any other knight, surely. who would be more attentive than them?

yandere!knight who notices that you’ve become more curious about what lies outside the castle walls, overhearing your persistent questions directed at your parents, tutor, and other palace staff. they wonder why you’ve never directed one of your questions towards them. they probably wouldn’t have the answers you were looking for, growing up within the castle’s walls themselves, but they yearned for you to speak more than a few passing words to them. to look into their eyes and see how deeply they cared for you. to see how dedicated they were to serving you. to see how eagerly they would fulfill any of your requests. they wanted to know you felt comforted by their presence in the same way they were comforted by yours.

yandere!knight who becomes desperate enough to bridge the gap between you two that they offer to sneak you into town one night. the excitement that flashes onto your face creates a feeling within them akin to drinking a sip of cool water after going without it for days. that sip turns into a long chug when your hands finally touch, their skin making contact with your skin, as they help you onto the horse that will take you from the stables to the outskirts of the town. now that they’ve felt your hands on their waist, the normal distance placed between you feels too far. surely this feeling means they are destined to always be by your side, right?

yandere!knight who feels drunk on your laughter as they sit with you in a local tavern. a cloak hides most of your face, but your face would be recognized by few anyway with the only commoners to know your appearance being those that work in the palace. they’re sure they are in a dream when you grasp their hand pulling them with you to join the group of lively impromptu people dancing. they can’t help but think how they are the reason for your bright eyes and wide smile. it confirms that no one could know you better than they do. no one could tend to your needs better than they could.

yandere!knight who wished they didn’t have to sneak you back into your room to have a wall separating you once again. but the giddiness of growing closer to you would linger, making them determined to take you into town again. the trips into town would be a secret they shared with you, which is why they couldn’t ignore the eyes that saw you two walking back from the stables to the castle. surely, one of the insignificant grounds keepers wouldn’t think that the knight tasked with protecting the royal heir wouldn’t notice their presence. the grounds keeper was predictably naive, being easily found alone in the stables. to ensure you could sneak into town again, they couldn’t risk someone exposing your secret. threatening your happiness. ruining the knight’s chances of being someone you relied on for protection and happiness. the grounds keeper should be happy to be given the opportunity to serve the royal family even after death as fertilizer for their expansive garden. they couldn’t pose any threat then. washing the blood off their hands a couple hours later, they wondered if the sight of them would cause you to be appalled or pleased by the evidence of their deep devotion to you. one couldn’t ask for a more dedicated knight, right?

" i'm not leaving. my life has been dedicated to serving you, so please use me "

you can check out the other yandere characters i'm developing in my pinned post !

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professional-yearner · 7 months

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When will I have my own harem of yandere knights.

#yandere #yandere knight #yandere knights

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famwhy · 1 year

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Yandere Knight

Word Count: 1,037

A grunt echoed through the room, followed closely by the sound of a harsh thud against the ground and a whimper that was oh-so-delightful to your ears.

"I—" the thief before you panted, "—I didn't mean any harm... I swear, your majesty..! I swear!"

It was pathetic; the way he gave in so easily. Honestly, if he was going to steal from you, the least he could do was have the balls to face you when he got caught.

"Hm?" You hummed, tone mocking with a light hint of fake empathy. "Is that right~?"

He nodded vigorously, desperately, pathetically. A fool could see that he wished not to die for his actions.

Too bad. If he didn't want to die - he shouldn't have stolen from you.

You'd think the fact that you killed the previous monarch on the throne would be enough to deter people from rebelling against you but perhaps you underestimated the stupidity of this kingdom. After all, only idiots would dare to defy your orders and disrespect you.

"Kyrie."

As soon as your lovely, little hardworker's name left your lips, his scowl shifted into that familiar look of pure admiration, a hint of pink spreading from one side of his face to the other.

"Yes, my queen?"

"Do tell, is he being truthful? Did he mean any harm?"

Just like that, your beloved knight's expression shifted, narrowed eyes and tugged-down lips showcasing his disgust and irritation towards the guy. It was almost too funny.

"He slandered your name, my queen. Dragged it through the dirt as he attempted to steal your gold."

His tone was filled with contempt and hatred so strong, one would feel compelled to believe that it was he who had been shown disrespect.

But you knew him better than that. You knew him well enough to know that he wouldn't be near as offended as he was right now if it were his own name dragged through the dirt rather than yours. It was adorable, really; how much he cared.

"Hm..." you placed your thumb and index finger against your chin as if to further emphasise your 'thoughtful' look, "that's not what he said. Are you sure you aren't lying to me, Kyrie?"

His eyes widened and you could see it; you could see the panic and alarm that crossed them.

'Have I done something to make my queen lose faith in me?' you imagined he was thinking, 'why would she ever suspect me of lying to her?'

He was just so fun to tease, taking things so seriously.

"I would never, my queen."

His pupils shook, eyes desperately searching yours for any sort of validation he could find; the sort of validation you made sure he only seeked from you.

"I know, love." A sly smile grew onto your lips as you let the nickname sink in, all-the-while turning your attention towards the petty thief once more. "Tell me, little man. Do you take me for a fool?"

Said man whimpered.

You narrowed your eyes. "When I ask a question, I expect an answer."

"Nuh-no your majesty."

"Then why do you treat me as such?"

He whimpered again. You frowned.

This man was proving to be more trouble than he was worth - not at all the entertainment you desired. It seemed as though thieves came in the packages of cowards nowadays.

"Guards, take him away."

"Nuh-no! Wait!"

Your most loyal guard of them all was quick to attempt to execute your orders, however, you were also quick to give new ones.

"Not you, Kyrie."

"Yes, my queen."

Without hesitation nor question, he obeyed your order as quickly as you gave it. Of course - you expected no less of him.

The screams of the man being dragged out of the room became nothing but white noise to your ears as your hand rose up, two forefingers flexing in a gesture well-known to your best knight, whose eyes stayed trained onto your form - captivated no doubt.

He slowly approached, light reflecting off the shiny surface of his armour and blinding you momentarily before disappearing not a second after. The light allowed you a clear view of his face, and thus, the pink hue that dusted over his cheeks.

If that was from your nickname earlier on, this man was more hopeless than you thought.

When he stopped, he was a mere two meters away from you. He didn't dare to approach any further; as though he were fearful of it. Not fearful of you, but rather, fearful of displeasing you.

What a silly man, he was much too important to you to be able to displease you over something so menial.

"Come now, I don't bite, my love." The nickname naturally flew out your lips and he flinched, looking flustered. "Closer."

Regardless, he obeyed.

With each step he took, the blush on his face grew a shade deeper and deeper; you could hear his breath break up more frequently and could practically see the heatwaves radiating off him - as if he wasn't already obvious about his feelings.

Once he got close enough, his knee immediately gave way and he propped himself up with one foot, head not daring to tilt up and meet with your own.

No matter, you would just force it to anyway.

With that thought in mind, your fingers traced the rim of his jawline before cupping his chin and lightly tilting his head up - meeting his gaze with purposeful intensity that had his pupils dilating even further and his blush practically taking over his whole face.

"Kyrie."

His lips parted and a light sound left them.

"I think a reward is in order for such a good job, no?"

He slowly nodded, eyes dazed and expression dreamy. He was so clearly out of it, head wafting around in the clouds - as it often did when he got just the slightest bit of your approval.

It was so adorable, you almost felt bad for what you were about to order.

Keyword: almost.

"There's only one thing though, I need you to kill your brother for me."

#yandere x reader #yandere male #yandere oneshots #yandere #male yandere #yanderecore #yandere knight #x reader #yandere x you #x female reader #yandere male x female reader #queen reader

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littledarknesgold · 6 months

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Yandere Crusader.

Warnings: Yandere, Smut, Obsessive, Possessive, Possessive behaviour, Religious themes, Mention of blood.

Incense’s smoke wrapped around the hunched figure kneeling at the altar.

Blood is flowing down the back of him who bears the heavy sin of debauchery. But even such harsh measures cannot appease earthly temptations and evil desires.

The viscous silence breaks the sound of the whip, leaving a new tear on the tormented skin: "The Blessed Virgin Mary, I served faithfully to God when he called me to war, I left my home and my family, and I forgot about it. Regret is a sin, after all," a voice that was tense, almost wheezing." But now I am cursed, for what did God punish me with such desires? By day and by night she’s the only one in my sight... ".

Shaking callous hands accustomed to hard work are gently carried out with their fingers on the cold stone of the altar, representing in its place the breast of the temptress.

With a strained wheezing, the figure shoots out the whip and grasps his head, emitting indistinct mutterings.

Even now, the sinful thoughts and baser desires of the unworthy Holy Warrior continued to torment his mind.

The clean tear of a defeated defender of faith marks a wet path on a fierce hundred faces.

The saints are looking at the blasphemy that is about to happen, and Reynald feels that their eyes are full of condemnation and contempt.

NSFW:

The sound of the unbuttoned belt was too loud for this place. The ensuing rustle of clothing was almost blasphemous.

The holy warrior, squeezing his teeth, caresses the excited flesh impatiently. After a few seconds his fingers were shining covered with lubricant.

The narrow space was filled with laryngeal sighs and damp moans. The hands unsteadily but greedily imitated the warmth of the beloved body.

The confused mind of the sinner, as if he had a fever, did not notice how the room became like a stuffy inferno. The pleasure was so great that Reynald closed his eyes and breathed wheezily. Before his inner gaze opened an obscene picture of his maiden of love taking into her, his thirsty flesh.

A few seconds later, the white seed covered the floor and stained the altar.

End NSFW:

The clouded eyes opened and turned to stained glass windows depicting saints.

He could never imagine that in the eyes of these angelic creatures, he would ever see so much hatred and contempt.

#yandere x reader #yandere headcanon #yandere knight #yandere darkest dungeon #yandere male #yandere male x reader #yandere dd #yandere oc #yandere Reynald #yandere #yandere darkest dungeon x reader #yandere Reynald x reader #x reader

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yandere-writer-momo · 10 days

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Yandere Short Stories:

Knight in Shining Armor

Yandere Monster Knight x Princess Reader

TW: delusional Yandere, Yandere behavior, kidnapping (mentioned), etc.

Ajax had always been princess (your name)’s confidant and source of solace… so why did he have her cornered on the bed of the inn? His large, muscular frame towered over her as his body trembled.

“I can’t do it… I can’t let you marry some other man.” Ajax whispered, his metal mask hiding his expression. There was no doubt in (your name)’s mind that he was shaken up about something. She had no clue why he’d be so upset about her getting married…

“Ajax, it was bound to happen eventually. It’s my duty as the kingdom’s princess-“ (your name) gasped when he closed the distance between them. Ajax’s large palms pulled her into a tight hug. The force of the hug caused them both to land on the small bed with a soft plop.

“Ajax-“ Ajax placed a finger on (your name)’s lips to pause her words.

“I won’t allow it… I won’t allow some other man to sully you.” Ajax’s deep voice made her body anxiously shake. “Not when I’ve wanted you for so many years…”

“Ajax-“ (your name)’s eyes widened when he finally removed the mask that’s concealed his face for over a decade. Ajax was half orc? (Your name) hadn’t a clue and she had been with him for so many years…

“I’m half monster, I thought you knew.” Ajax chuckled as his crimson eyes flitted over (Your name)’s frozen form. She was now a helpless lamb trapped in the maw of the wolf. “It’s why the other knights have been so cruel to me… why the maids avoid me like the plague and your father wanted to send me to war.”

(Your name)’s eyes can only take on his scarred and burned face in shock. Why was half the skin on his mouth missing and his tusks filed down? Who had hurt him so much that he didn’t confide in her, his best friend? What atrocities had he faced while she remained none the wiser?

(Your name) were shocked when he bent down to show you his teeth. His tusks were clumsily filed down to almost look like teeth but they were still rather sharp. “I did the tusk work, but they grow back rather quickly. The skin on my face is still healing from when there was an assassination attempt on you from your future husband’s concubines. Bastard was going to pour acid on your face.”

(Your name) reached up to trace the scars on his face while Ajax gave her a soft smile. “Ajax…”

“You’re the only one who’s never treated me like a monster… you’re so wonderful and kind.” Ajax moved his large, gloved hands to hold her hands. “That old king doesn’t deserve you. No one does!”

(Your name) blushed when Ajax brought her hands up to his lips to press tender kisses over each of her knuckles. Despite how badly Ajax wished to ravish her, he must keep his composure.

“You took this amount of damage for me?” (Your name)’s voice was barely above a whisper, yet it made Ajax melt into a puddle.

“Of course I did. I will do anything for you.” Ajax moved himself to crouch on the corner of the bed, his head in a slight bow. Yet (your name) could feel the burning obsessed behind his crimson gaze. “I am in love with you. Madly, deeply, entirely devoted to you and only you.”

Ajax grasped (your name)’s bare foot and brought it up to his mouth to press tender kisses across the top of it. “I will love you until my skin rots off my body and I am nothing but bones. Yet even death could not separate me from you for I will be in every corner of your life like a permanent shadow of protection. I will protect you with my entire being and soul. I will haunt and dismember your enemies if you so much as give them a glance of distaste.”

(Your name) felt her blood run cold when Jax gave her a bright grin that reopened a few of the stitches across his cheeks. The blood dripped down his face and onto her foot, but he merely lapped it up with his longer tongue. “Now tell me… is what I feel not love? I may not be a handsome prince but I swear I’m your knight in shining armor.”

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suiana · 10 months

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yandere general x traitor reader

"..why?"

"how could you expect me to love an empire who took everything away from me? even moreso the guy who made my life a living hell?"

being the sole survivor of a fallen kingdom was a hard thing to accept, especially when you had been forced to become a slave to the monstrous empire who did this to you. you, a member of a royal family had been forced to become a slave in a matter of five days.

it was shocking at first. in fact, you refused to accept it. you still believed that your family was alive, that you were a cheerful and happy royal member of a prosperous little kingdom. yet the constant beatings, insults and mockery from the victor empire dragged you out of that delusion.

the embarrassment, shame, and guilt you had to bare was insulting. to think that a royal member would be reduced to such a status of cleaning horse shit... death would've been a much better option.

he should've killed you. he really should've. why did he even spare you? it made no sense at all. because why would a war general, known for being heartless and cruel, even spare a member of the royal family they were sent to kill?

the emperor wouldn't even question it! just accepted the general's actions and went along his merry way! fuck, you were honestly looking forward to getting beheaded at the possibility of getting killed off... but the general just had to be so trustworthy that the emperor would allow him to do as he pleases. and the fact that he was from a powerful duchy didn't help either.

and so, you had to clean up shit for a while, sleeping in rags and getting beaten up by people of the opposing nation. it was humiliating. you had considered ending yourself on multiple occasions, yet the cautious eyes of the general you had been forced to work for prevented you from doing so.

whenever you tried something dangerous, he'd always be there to stop you. it was as if he were watching you, carefully monitoring you like a specimen. worse of all! he didn't beat you up or berate you for attempting suicide! he did the exact opposite! gently tending to your wounds, kissing your forehead while washing your now frail body... he treated you more like a lover than a slave.

initially, you were confused by his caring actions. didn't he spare you just so he could torment you? but when you observed how his eyes would soften, how you had preferential treatment, you couldn't help but feel the need to use him.

he did whatever you wanted him to. getting rid of those who bullied you, giving you the status of a servant rather than a slave, money, information. he gave you everything you asked for. all he asked in return was your love. but how could you give it to him when he was the one who changed your life for good? luckily you were an amazing actor.

you played him like a fool, dancing around him like this were all but a silly show for your entertainment. and it truly was. for you were secretly gathering a rebellion against him and the empire. thankfully the empire had lots of enemies, so many were willing to join you. it took lots of effort and patience but you had finally done it. and now it was time for the final act to begin.

fire, murder, death. the plan was simple enough. give the empire what it deserved. you had to attribute majority of your success to the general, really. for if it weren't for his foolishness this plan would've never worked out. I mean, who would in their right mind fall for the one who ruined their life? the general had too much of a fantasy that you'd willingly accept him. so much so that it was a little pathetic.

the night hadn't gone as smoothly as you wanted it to be but nonetheless, the main goal was accomplished. murder the royal family and tear down the empire. sure, it was cruel. but they had it coming for them. after all this was the kingdom who did as they wished. starting wars for no reason, invading lands that did not belong to them... this was merely retribution.

you laughed heartily, staring at the destruction around you as you prepared to leave. yet, one person stood in your path. the general who wanted nothing but your love.

tear stricken and heartbroken he stared at you like you had committed the worst crime. but you couldn't really care. you tried getting your horse to speed away from him. however, he wasn't the most feared general for nothing. within a few seconds the positions were reversed and he had the high ground.

you laid on the cobblestone streets, his sword beside your neck as he cried silently while the empire burnt to ashes. no! you couldn't fail! not when everything had gone smoothly! you tried squirming away only for him to stop you by caging your body in between his body. his sword had been discarded and he had resorted to using his body to keep you with him.

and you couldn't stop him. not when he was twice your size with strength rivaling a god's.

"I... I am very disappointed."

you rolled your eyes at his sentence. however, you remained completely still in his arms as he burrowed his face into the crook of your neck. whatever, you'll just run away when he stands up and things will be all back to plan. you just have to deal with his antics for a little while longer.

"I never thought you would act out. not when we were so in love. I guess... I'll just have to teach you."

you sighed. what was he onto now? he had lost his duchy, his empire and-

"let's die together, shall we?"

he smiles at you, tears completely dry as he brings a small dagger up to your cheek. your heartbeat started to race, eyes widened as you shook your head in fear. wait was he serious?!

"don't worry darling. I'll kill myself after I kill you. then we'll be together for all eternity..."

he continues smiling as the sharp dagger caresses your neck, threatening to draw blood.

"I love you so much, my dear. It's just a shame you had to act out like this. I truly wanted to live a happy ever after with you! if only you hadn't brought ruin to the empire...."

he mumbles sadly, pressing the knife against your throat harshly, drawing small beads of blood that stained the dagger red.

"I'll see you in hell in a minute."

slice!

and the world fades to black.

#tw yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere knight #yandere knight x reader #yandere drabbles #yandere scenarios #suiana brainrotting #suiana rambling #yandere oneshot

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bamjio · 2 years

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𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰/ 𝐚 𝐇𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐚!𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

( Hypersomnia is a condition in which people have excessive daytime sleepiness )

⚠️: yandere behavior, possession/Jealousy, dissociative identity disorder(D.I.D), fluff, reader hates coffee (like me lmao)

— Viewer discretion advised.

• 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 is quite concerned for your health as you sleep 24/7. he knows you can’t help staying awake, and he prefers that you just sleep honestly

• he finds it very adorable when you doze off in his shoulder or anywhere that inquires your touch to his.

• he really loves it when your hug his arms/bicep and rest your head into his shoulder while you both are exploring.

• he may seem like a innocent sweet bear, to you. but you’re too oblivious to realize that he is the reason why your friends avoid you

• he always tells you to drink coffee to waken up your spirit, but you always refuse. coffee is just a big no for you.

• 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂 is really observant, that means he predicts when you’ll pass out, or rest.

• Marc hates it when you overwork yourself and refuse to sleep, your health matters than everything in the world

• While he tries to stay away from Steven’s life, he can’t help but take over his body for you,

• sometimes most times he lets you sleep on him since he’s not much of a big fan of touching

• but yet again, he hates it when you sleep with a another person aside from him, the next day the bitch is dead or missing (in his basement)

Apology if its short, its rushed. in doing this in the middle of my Test 💀

thanks for reading my angels 💌💌.

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riniworld · 3 months

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bloody night for our love

YANDERE!knight oc x PRINCESS!f!reader

summary//senor just wanted to keep you,after all aren't you two meant to be?

warnings//obsession,yandere behavior,death,killing,blood

reference//you,she/her,my lady,y/n

a/n: Here you had already developed your relationship with Senor because I'm too lazy to write a whole fic about that (and lacking from ideas)

like after two or three weeks?

it was supposed to be a 'family dinner' but everything has destroyed.

you weren't at wrong,you won't apologize.

"i'm not that little child anymore! she can't control me! "

you walked angrily to your room, sinking in your thoughts.

you entered your room and threw yourself on your bed,buried your face in the pillow.

you don't want to cry but who are you fooling?..you don't stand a chance in front of the queen, if she said something it will be done.

you understand how she hate you and why but you too didn't show her your face alot,you either at your garden or in the village.

she don't have the right aftet all what she did, to tell you she can't stand you anymore and what? you should get married!

it's not your fault, you're just a victim in this forbidden relationship.

finally you let the pressure inside your chest get out in a little sobs

waking up at the sunshine and the birds singing would be a good feeling, if you weren't in this state.

getting yourself up with a groan,you don't want to argue with the queen and ruin your day.

So you asked to have breakfast in your room today.

senor has wondered all around the palace to see you

usually at this time you'll be having a breakfast with your sister so he'll get the chance to get lost looking at you, but where were you today?

he have to start his day with your smiling face.

did you went to the village already? didn't he told you to not go without him?

his head filled with ideas from all sorts.

he decided to ask the servants even if it will cause some suspension.

he felt relieved when he knew that you're in your room but then it hit him that something might have happened to you.

knock knock

senor opened the door in a rush when he heard the permission to enter.

you were sitting at a small table drinking tea.

"m'lady are you okay?" he closed the door behind him.

"eh senor? what the matter why are you so worried?"

"you didn't come out so i thought something happened, are you okay?"

you laughed nervously "i just got lazy to get out".

"Are you lying?" he said as he got closer to you.

"pardon?"

"i know when you lie y/n, so what happened?"

you sighed..In the short time you have known Senor, you have learned that he has an anger issues,so you avoided making him angry at all costs. but he always knew if you hide something from him.

"well...

"WHAT!"

"shh please senor someone will hear you"

"i don't f care if someone hear what do you mean she want to marry you to someone?!"

"senor..."

"i won't allow that"

"what are you gonna do??"

"you'll see" and with that he left the room.

you gasp for air as you see the scene in front of you.

this most be a nightmare,it has to be.

Senor's back facing you and under him...the queen and your sister dead body

drip drip

the blood dripping from his sword,this isn't the senor you know.

he turn to you

"run away,run away,run away, RUN AWAY. "

your mind keeps telling you to run away but you can't move anymore.

as senor get close enough he kneeled to your level

"shh,don't cry m'lady...that was necessary they wanted to do us apart!"

he reached his hand to wipe your tears away

"From the day I met your father, our fate was sealed to be together, they have no right to ruin that,right? i did that for our love."

your tears replaced with blood from his hand.

that was his promise to keep you with him forever.

a blood-stained promise

there's alot of red text here...and other red thing☺️(YES i SAID IT)

have a good day/night♡

masterlist

#yandere #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere x reader #yanderexreader #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #yandere knight x reader #yandere knight

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