#yandere zed
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Can I send yandere zed headcanons.
Yandere! Zed headcanons.
Author's Notes: Do you know I was just thinking about doing headcanons for this champion?!
Just when I returned from my studies (And from uploading the previous post), I came up with a character to make Yandere. I guess the universe sent me a sign juju.
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Chances of your loved ones being killed.
Well, this type of Yandere is simpler. Like Raiden, he will not kill unless it threatens his life or the life of his loved one.
We are told a phrase in the comic that, for me, greatly influences understanding the character (I clarify that they are not the exact words but rather the ones I remember) “Master Kusho sat me in front of a tree with cobwebs. The beetles that remained there could escape, due to their structure, unlike the moths, which suffered from the web until the spider came and devoured them. (...), then the teacher asked me 'How many moths did you save during the time you saw the web?' 'None' I answered, because I had killed the spider from the first day."
This phrase makes it clear to us that he will not attack or harm unless necessary.
(I know that the phrase from the comic has nothing to do with here, but I wanted to add it because I really liked what they wanted to capture with that phrase)
First impressions
You met Zed when he was a small farmer; You were a student of Kusho, your parents sending you there because they had been friends with the man for a long time. And, due to the constant trips you made with others, you were always intrigued by the fact that he was white-haired, since you were not used to seeing people with that hair color.
Sometimes you watched him from afar when you traveled with Shen, he used to joke about you going up to him one day and asking him to marry you, child jokes, you know?
It's not until Shen fights him that you notice something in his gaze, something in his eyes that makes you feel a connection with him; determination. Even when he fell again and again, whenever you noticed that glow you felt like he was different, like you had found a jewel in the desert.
When he was accepted by Kusho, you were the first to welcome him as a friend; You talked to him when he was resting due to the injuries he sustained after the confrontation with Shen, and although he barely responded to you, you assumed that you were getting along well.
He barely managed to recover, you accompanied him in his initial training; Kusho always assigned you to guide the beginners, since you were quite friendly and patient with other people, and your age made them gain more trust in you.
Together with Shen, they quickly became best friends, the three of them always together. Even though you were not particularly good at both physical and theoretical training, you always tried to stay average.
Falling in love
When they traveled in search of Jhin, Kusho decided to take you along with the two of them; It was not because of your talent or your incredible intelligence (Which was not exceptional in you), but because you were going to be a great emotional support for the two boys you accompanied.
Your parents, even though they flatly refused, ended up giving in to you going, this was thanks to the manipulation that Kusho exercised over them, since you would be indispensable in this mission.
The name of the “golden dragon” always sounded strange to you, especially when he saw firsthand the death and blood that had been spilled on the ground because of him.
You felt nauseous at the sight of dead bodies, or people suffering due to the traumas Jhin had left them with. Both the anger and hatred that was born in your soul at just hearing the golden dragon's nickname grew like a tree spreading its branches during spring.
You saw how Zed suffered for damaged people, how his mind was subjected to incessant agony as he struggled between the life and death of people other than him. You were the first to go and console him and give him the word that he was doing things right, that he was doing his best to save the lives of innocent people.
You tried to support Shen as well, but he was a little less susceptible to your words, since he rarely showed as much emotion as Zed did with you.
(Yes, I know that Zed has another name instead of this one, but I forgot it when I wrote it, I'll write it better later)
Your unconditional support for him along with your important help in catching Jhin ended up causing a certain crush on you.
Even when he claimed to love a woman, you always crossed his mind, as if he had clung to you in some way.
Beginning of Yanderism
The moment you noticed that the great demon misnamed golden dragon was nothing more than a man, you uselessly thought that you could face him alone. Your stubbornness ended up putting you in such danger that it put you between life and death. And neither of your two best friends could handle the fact that you were in danger.
They barely managed when you recovered, you had to be taken to the emergency room, the idea that you were going to die because of a man crazy enough to harm you and make you suffer for his pure amusement caused Zed's contempt for Jhin to increase drastically.
When Jhin was caught, Zed wished to kill him, but when he was denied that fact, he erupted in a rage worse than what appears in canon.
At that time, a blade passed close to Jhin's face, visibly damaging his mask, at the same time that your best friend longed to damage him and kill him once and for all.
No one would hurt his best friend, not now knowing that he was in love with (name).
First murder or Yandere act
Zed stayed by your side throughout your stay at the medic, since his fear of your death was something that remained in his mind for days on end.
When you managed to recover, the worst happened; the Noxian invasion. You were too weak to fight, so you could only watch from afar as Zed and Shen fought for their nation.
They both visited you regularly, but Zed more regularly than Shen. Him being particularly protective of you, but now with tiny things.
He insisted that you not go out, that you not trust certain people, saying that he could take care of you, etc..., basically without letting you do things on your own.
Even when you tried to stop these insistences, you eventually gave in because you thought he was just doing it as an innocent act of affection between friends.
You thought that when the war was over, these attitudes would stop.
Relationship or kidnapping
He ends up abandoning the Kinkou, mostly because of the war. You stop seeing him for a while, and when you see him again, it was when they had already told you what he had done.
At first you refused to believe that he would be capable of doing something like that, since he was someone with a good heart, someone incapable of seeking evil. It's a shame they put a contrary idea in your head.
You ended up hating him, the knowledge that he had killed someone as important as Kusho had damaged your psyche.
It wasn't until he saw you again that he noticed that he was late, too late to be able to talk to you.
You yelled at him, you said a lot of things that you had suppressed deep in your heart since you found out about his actions, and although he tried to explain the truth to you, you refused to listen to him.
Even since he abandoned the Kinkou, he never stopped thinking about you. Never on those days when he wasn't with you did he stop thinking about you, who you were and what you meant to him.
He left after the argument, waiting for you to calm down so he could talk to you peacefully.
But Jhin was following him, he was precisely looking to reach that person.
And he took you away from him, he took you to be part of a play against your will.
And that finally ended up unleashing that more twisted side in the white-haired man's mind. Even though he himself was desperate to stop Jhin, he was even more desperate at the thought of him bringing you to the brink of death once again.
As soon as they managed to catch Jhin, Zed went to look for you, finding you alive. Let's say you were a little hurt, but you were alive.
And he decided... to take drastic measures, if you understand correctly.
In case of kidnapping, where would he take you?
To the temple, obviously.
He exclusively takes you to a part far away from his students, mostly because he doesn't completely trust them.
Coexistence.
Very strict, unlike others he does implement the punishment system; More than anything soft hits or threats, he usually denies privileges such as going out or socializing with other members of your environment due to your disobedience or lack of respect towards him.
Marriage and family
He is not very comfortable with marriage, however, if you agree, there can be at least engagement rings between the two of you.
If it can, children?
I assume he'll agree, but that's a half-assumption.
At most 1 child or 2.
Bad ending
You managed to escape, for some reason, you had managed to escape from where he was holding you prisoner. And when he finds out, he loses his mind.
He searches for you in the heavens and lands of all of Ionia if necessary, and when he does, he doesn't react well at all.
He drags you back to the temple, he doesn't care if Shen or all of Ionia tries to stop him, he will have you back in his arms.
When he arrives at the temple, he ends up making an extremely drastic decision; he breaks the bones in your legs, specifically, your knees.
No matter if you cry or beg, he won't let you escape again.
From now on, your only remaining option is to accept your destiny and... love him.
Reasons to be a Yandere
-The comic tell us that he is quite emotionally unstable, especially after the Noxian invasion.
-The shadows, his voices try to tell him that he has to keep safe the only thing that he considers precious, the only thing that he feels gives stability to his life.
-I have the idea that after the first time they caught Jhin, he is left with consequences, some especially strong ones that damage his mind as the days go by.
Additional data.
-Actually, it was Kusho who told Jhin your whereabouts, who to be sure followed Zed to where you were.
-Kayn has deep respect for you; You are the most important person for his teacher, so we can say that he contributes a lot to not letting you go out.
-After your kidnapping, Shen constantly thinks about your condition, knowing that you could be in danger.
-Zed sometimes thinks about the “mistake” he made by not being able to save you from Jhin the first time he took you, since he constantly blames himself for the damage you suffered that day.
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I LOVED TO MAKE THESE HEADCANONSSSS
(I didn't like the end of the comic btw)
Also, im working in others headcanons, maybe tomorrow is gonna be ready to upload it ;)
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Can I request yandere emesis blue engineer and his brothers all pinning after somewhat oblivious s/o?
I love your writing, it's amazing! Have a good day and stay healthy.
Yesss , thank you so so so much my friend
Tw: general feelings of dread and anxiety, unknown captivity, chase sequence, obsession, threats?, mentions of inter dimensional travel, oblivious to doom. Pet names (sugar, darling)
Dell didn’t know what you thought of him, when you had met for the first, and only time you barely spoke. His parents had hosted a party, you were a prime guest. His parents had expected him to speak to you, but he wasn’t certain how special you were. Until you got to talking, he wasn’t sure if you were comfortable with him or if he was comfortable with you but in an instant you two seemed kindred. He was swept off his feet at the sheer amount of knowledge you had in your interests. Even more astonishing was the fact you were not only interested in his inventions but his hobbies too.
You’d convinced him to make you a drink that night. And when he made you an original you fell in love with it.
He swore he wouldn’t go another day without seeing that smile.
But fate is a cruel mistress.
You excused yourself an hour later, leaving the man alone again… then he got to wondering. He wandered around in search of you. He asked around for you and no one knew.
No one knew you existed.
He tried to find your parents but to no avail, he asked his brothers and they had no clue.
One thing was certain though, they all loved you.
Maynard remarked on the situation, how funny you were, and how you seemed to be more mindful of what was happening around you. Zed thought the same, but pointed out a fact the brothers had been avoiding.
You were gorgeous.
You were smart.
And you were sociable.
At least to them.
Their search was frantic, and even so they didn’t get what they wanted. You’d come in from out of town, your parents ran a artillery company, and you had a vested interest in sciences involving alternate universes.
That’s what they had to go off; they searched through every yellow page they could grab onto. Still, whenever they get they got a shred of evidence they gave up.
When they determined their search was fruitless they got to fanaticism.
The years went by.
Dell got stuck in a machine known as a trap to his family, and his brothers had to cope with the fact they’d only ever see him in short intervals.
You came before the loop started.
Some thing within Dell told him you were there before he knew. He felt an imbalance, an energy he’d been connected to. The energy field within the respawn made him privy to environmental changes. He felt the courses move around him, he wanted out… but he didn’t know why.
He was shocked when he felt you.
He could almost feel your touch against his arm as you dragged your hand along the side of the slaughterhouse. It was a sensation new to him, and almost completely unwelcome.
You’d changed… but not in a bad way.
Youd been found after years of searching. But in the least likely way. The news had a funny way of exposing those who would rather not be noticed. You were one who could go without the paparazzi. With all the news sources asking you about your new inheritance, you had to give your sense of mind. You remarked on your business branching out into the scientific field, offering to aid NASA in further scientific discovery.
This was a good place to start.
In all the Conagher Slaughterhouse was a known front for illegal experiments, and a past monolith in military grade, privatized weapons. Why any country would allow such a building was beyond you. And the men there were far stranger.
When you’d called and asked the owners about visiting the place they seemed far too excited for your liking. You thought of backing down out of instinct alone. But science called for this.
This place was a hotspot in scientific anomaly.
When the men answered the door you were taken aback. The country clothes seemed unbefitting for their titles. They were certainly Conaghers as their faces showed remarkable similarity to their fathers.
The taller of the two rubbed his neck, mouth agape before stuttering and facing his brother. He clearly- wasn’t good at words. “Um- hi.”
His deep voice echoed slightly in the cavernous area. The dark atmosphere made everything seem quieter… more eerie. The need to turn tail overtook you but you stilled yourself and faked a smile. You held out your hand right as the bickering started.
“UhM Hi!” The shorter one mocked, annoyingly. “Hi sugar, I’m sorry bout my brother. He don’t know too many manners.” He took your hand in his and attempted to kiss it before his brother caught him by the cheeks.
Much to your relief.
He seemed as flabbergasted as you were, granted you couldn’t see either of their eyes.
“I’m so sorry, we’re happy to have you here today. If you’ll excuse him, we’ve been anxious to have you around and he’s trying to lighten the mood.” The other shook his head in objection but you could tell but the quiet pained groan that the former squeezed harder.
He let him go and offered his hand to you.
“Maynard Conagher. This is my younger brother Zed.” Zed scoffed at his brother before smiling at you. “You ain’t have to call me that sugar, I go by a lot of names.”
“What exactly would you like me to call you then sir?” You asked bluntly, not taking the hint.
“Ooh! I like that, you can call me sir all youd-!” His brothers elbow came into harsh contact with his solar plexus. Making the younger wheeze in pain.
“Please excuse him.” Maynard said once again, you smiled at him. Still not understanding exactly what Zed was implying.
“It’s quite alright. Should we start the tour Mr. Conagher?” You turned towards the seething younger. “Sir?” His head perked up and he smiled, almost bashfully. He leaned against the door and gestured inwards.
“Right this way.”
The slaughterhouse was sweltering. After about an hours tour you found yourself needing to take a seat. Maynard went to fetch drinks for the three of you. You had to stay behind with his brother.
As you checked off areas on your clipboard you noticed Zed staring at you. And intense grin stayed on his shadowed face.
You waved awkwardly at him. He wiggled his fingers back at you. Not saying much.
You went to go look down at your board again before he pushed it down.
“Do you remember me?”
You looked back up in surprise, staring back up at the man. He smelled like beer and oil, and another something rancid that you would rather not place. As you searched your mind you couldn’t think of a damn thing. The stress you’d been put under lately was doing weird shit to your memory. You politely said no, smiling in hopes Zed would leave you alone.
He frowned, but backed off all the same.
He walked back with little reaction other than that. Instead he pulled a lighter from his pocket and flicked it open. You watched as the open flame danced in the stagnant atmosphere of the room. He shut it off and spun it again before speaking.
“I remember you.”
He said with a hushed tone.
“We. Remember you.” He corrected with a scowl.
“I’m sorry?” You questioned, curious on many fronts, but mostly due to the somber tone of his voice.
“You heard me,” Zed answered coolly, “you and I. We danced in my parents house, little over a decade ago. You said I was a good dancer, one of the best in the town of memory served me right. I take it You don’t dance much though. Too caught up in all them guns.”
He stood slowly, his postion across the room looming.
“You think you could drop in like a bombshell and expect not to make an impact sugar?” He took a couple steps forward. The action startled you, and you held a finger out.
“Can you stay there please? It’s already pretty hot in here and I’d rather not be much warmer.”
He sat where he stood, one leg up, and the other flat on the ground. He leaned into the propped one.
“Tell me. How many of us are there?”
You contemplated for a minute then had a strange epiphany.
“There’s supposed to be three.”
“That there is sugar.”
A chill ran down your spine, and on shaky legs you stood. A sick grin crawled on Zeds face as Maynard walked back with the drinks cheerfully. Zed stood stock straight in an instant and Maynard set the drinks on a nearby table in case he needed to bolt too.
“I’d follow your gut pretty thing.”
And with that you ran. Faster than you’d ever ran before. Pure adrenaline burst through your veins and you heard Zed shouting at his brother to go the opposite direction. You prayed there was a hallway that split in three. Despite your tour you felt hopelessly lost.
You passed several crates on your way past the entrances, and on one side you saw Maynard. His hand reached out, like he was trying to stop you. You continued striaght.
The heels of your feet never touched the damn ground. And you kept your back board straight. You prayed inwardly to anything that would listen that you’d could be saved. But then you were pushed.
Pushed directly into a room filled with boxes and an opening on the other side. The door behind you closed with a heavy thud, trapping your coat on the other side. You heard heavy breathing from the other doorway.
In a panicked state you flipped over, kicking the boxes in the process to slow your capture down. You backed up enough to hit a wall and that’s when the bright white light shattered.
The room was incased in darkness, and all that stood between you and doom was the smallest chance that the one you stared at was docile.
Behind the boxes you could hear a deeper voice, softer though. So you had to strain to hear.
“We spent so long lookin for you.” He said sadly. Like he was on the verge of tears. You heard his large frame slide against the wall to the floor. He pressed his hand to the box and spoke again.
“You know we spent dann near ten years trynna find you? I continued to learn the piano like you suggested, I learnt how to cook like you encouraged me to.” He sighed, and you could hear quiet sighs from beyond.
“It was one night that we saw you but we pleaded every night for you to come back to us. You just-“
You tuned him out, what was the point of hearing his speech out when you could be escaping?
You felt around for something behind you. A weapon, or a board, or something.
And you found something.
A cold draft covered your skin in goosebumps and you felt around further.
A grate.
A loose great.
It took a slight shift to pry it off the wall completely… and halfway across the room.
“And thats… what was that?” You heard panic in the voice there. Without a second thought you started to crawl through, hauling a box along with you to push behind and give you time if they got through.
“WERE …. DONT LET… FIND ONE THEN!” You heard bits and pieces of their conversation as you made your way through the air vent. You crawled along for what seemed like two minutes before you leaned unto your back and kicked the second grate.
In this room you felt the air change. No longer was it stuffy and hot, but it was cool, circulated.
And in the center stood something beautiful.
You stared at the glowing doorway like machine. Your eyes glittered with the flickering, almost magical portal opening. You stuck a hand through it then back out: your injuries on that hand seemed to vanish. You gasped.
This was incredible.
This was what you came here for. You chuckled, wondering what this would lead you to.
But the moment was short lived as the door opposite you was kicked in.
With little hesitation you jumped through the portal
Instead of being met with a new world… you were met with the soft greying ground before a bar.
Your brow furrowed in confusion, and you could hear voices above you.
Except you wondered if those were real.
Behind you was a long, long road. And before you was a welcoming building. And so you walked forward.
The bell above you chimed as you walked in, you took in the bold reds contrasted to harsh white lighting.
At the bar stood a man in a fine red suit. You blinked owlishly, trying to take in the situation. As you sat on a stool you saw him out his cup down.
“Mighty glad you could make it here dear.” He said casually before he pulled a brandy glass from under him. He filled the glass and turned to you with a smile.
You felt sick to your stomach.
“This one my families been working on for a while, why don’t you give it a try?”
Your head spun, and you tried to push yourself away from the bar, and towards the bathrooms. You fell and hit the forums shortly after standing howver.
“Aw, you look awful scared darlin’ something spook you?” The mans footsteps softly clicked over to you before you were brought into his arms. Your head tucked under his chin, his frame impossibly caging you.
“It’ll be alright, we’ve got eternity in here.”
#yandere Dell Conagher#yandere Dell Conagher x reader#yandere maynard conagher#yandere zed conagher#yandere emesis Blue
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If requests are still open: yan!Zed, that’s all I have just yan!Zed. Go wild
Look at me, doing a request instead of homework!
I love Zed. That's all I gotta say.
DISCLAIMER. If you are, or know anyone, who is in a harmful relationship as such, please try and find a way out. It isn't safe or healthy. Love you all <3
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According to my calculations
‘Come on, Y/n. There’s nothing to be afraid of.’ Despite Zed’s gentle coaxing you refused to open your eyes. ‘I’m here to keep you safe. You trust me, right?’
You had. Being Zed’s friend you’d never felt in danger doing some stupid idea with him, be it trying to land an “S-tier water bucket” (as Scar calls them) or getting a bunch of villagers into holes. His enthusiasm was endearing, charming, loveable. Maybe it was that that made you fall for him. Maybe it was manipulation. At this point, you had no way to gauge the difference.
It was small things at first. Lingering touches, dirty jokes, lots and lots of mistakes you needed to pull him out of that seemed to take an age. Having him invite you on some adventure each day the second you woke up. Those times when you apologised and said you were busy which led to him ignoring you for a few days until he came back to ask for some help. It was worrying, and infuriating at times, and yet for some bizarre reason you agreed to spend some time at his base helping out.
One of the first lessons you’re taught as a child is to try and pick up on red flags. Possessive friend or partner? Red flag. Entirely reliant on you? Red flag. Offers you candy from the back of their white van? Are you really going to fall for that? And despite your brilliant common sense, somehow it didn’t register that Zedaph asking you to meet him in the mangrove swamp where the world border had once been, miles away from civilization, was a red flag.
And now, you were caught in his net.
‘Just open those eyes of yours and you’ll see that everything is fine,’ he chirped. ‘Everything is fine when I’m with you.’ He placed his hand gently on your chin, rubbing his thumb against your cheek. ‘Why don’t you trust me, Y/n? Don’t you love me? Can’t you see how perfect we are? I didn’t drag you here; I’m not the danger. No, you came right to me. Just think about it! We can base together until the season ends, far away from prying eyes. It’ll be perfect–just you and me, as it should be. You trusted me to save you when the moon was a threat, and as far as I’m concerned I still need to protect you.’
Your eyes did not open a crack. ‘From what? Zed? What is there to protect me from?’
He withdrew. ‘Zombies, skeletons, phantoms–you’ve had twelve deaths to them over the season, not including the time they lowered your health and then Impulse accidentally hit you.’ You could practically see the scowl spread over his features. ‘And the hermits. They’re a danger to you–to us. Nothing can happen when you’re alone with me.
‘Everything is according to my calculations.’
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Madness Headcanons
Madcom x Reader
Content Warnings: I talk about tits a lot sorry. Also mentions of organ failure and transfem Tricky
Notes: Trying to get back into the writing groove. Sorry if this is shit
HANK J WIMBLETON
If you didn't know ASL before meeting them, they would communicate primarily with hand and head movements. He's too cool to use a notepad
Not a big fan of PDA, but in private he's quite affectionate and cuddly. theyre just a big ass guard dog cmon
Hank Motherfucker Wimbleton what are you doing here????? waiting for them to play gangnam styl.
DEIMOS
Transgenda
I like to imagine Dedmos's rock face works similarly to Hank's metal jaw. It's just a rock jaw. Rock lobster.
He is an ASSHOLE (affectionate)
The kind of person to like. Punch your shoulder when they laugh
Their ideal first date is stealing the declaration of independence
If you don't make him, he will go days without showering he is SO smelly anfd SO stinky. He has GREASY ASS HAIR i just know it
SANFORD
If Hank is a guard dog he's one of those goofy dogs that look like bear cubs
VERY big fan of PDA he will smooch you anywhere. everywhere. any time any place any day
He takes missions more seriously than Deimos but outside of missions he is just a big fat goofball
I'm going to place my hands directly on his man tits. anyways where was I
He lost his nipples in The War
I'm kidding. He lost them during top surgery.
At this point i'm aiming the transgenderification beam at all of them. nobody is safe. BE TRANSGENDER
DOC
Sometimes he wears his hair down and it's like a mullet w/ shaved sides
Out of all of them he's the most adverse to PDA but! In private he is very sweet. very silly
Hey are you okay with being tested on? Yeah? Cool will you drink this organ failure potion I brewed
Plays the piano sometimes! He might serenade you if you ask nicely
TRICKY
BE TRANSGENDER. (shoots her with my transfem beam)
Yeah so he/she bigender Tricky is real. Krinkels told me himself
He is like a big weird dog as well. He might lick your face (don't let him zed spit is slightly acidic)
Probably likes PDA the most. She will make out with you very grossly and sloppily in the middle of McDonalds
Very soft very fluffy. Which is surprising considering how many times he's died
His tail is somewhat prehensile, he could dangle from a tree branch if he tried hard enough
CHURCH AND JORGE
They are very good at sharing!
Sorry not sorry yandere enjoyers but they would NOT kill someone for looking at you they would be like haha yeah everyone should look at our awesome fucking partner theyre so cool and hot
Sometimes they forget how big they are compared to you so they might try to like flop over on you. Pigpile on the small one
Very prone to roughhousing and play fighting but they'll be gentle if you ask
BEEFY BOYS 😍
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Just saw ur lovely request are open once again,but I want to see some headcanons between zed and maynard when you- a former mercenary that left the war- comes back to check on the team- only to be terrified and creeped out by the surroundings.
And upon exploring inside- you find yourself to get lost upon the building..and when you saw a resemblance of your old teammate; engineer you couldn't help but be relieved..in a hurry you went over to him- and began to ramble and talk to him in worry..however you noticed something was off by the way he acts..he doesn't seem to know you..he seems surprised.. and when you call him dell- he even chuckles as if he finds it funny..
He offers you to go somewhere else- saying it's not safe- being lost and naive- you follow- making him actually lead you deeper inside.
You used to work here- why did this place suddenly became complex for you to wander around?
But then suddenly an another engineer appears and you panicked, raising your only weapon up towards them, but the engineer beside you stops you- taking the gun away from you.
You became confused- telling him there's an enemy right in front of you and he just laughs. You hear the supposed enemy engineer ask who you are- calling the engineer you first met- maynard and you became more confused and panicked as you realizes that this guy wasn't the same engineer you worked with.. and well.. this rambling could go even further with them trapping you inside the conagher slaughter house.
I 100% forgot you wanted this "headcanons" style, and drafted the entire oneshot before I Realized. I hope that's alright with you! Thank you so much for the request, I really hope you enjoy.
Title: Where He Once Stood
Characters: Maynard and Zed (Emesis Blue)
Rating: M (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, GO PLAY OUTSIDE)
Content Warnings: Reader is gender neutral, x reader, implied forced intimacy, power imbalance, deceptive abduction, slight amnesia, yandere
Word Count: 3.7k
MASTER LIST
TIP JAR
"The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved." (Jeremiah 8:20)
"Even blood washes out, or you can fill your mouth with things that hide the taste." Sophie MacKintosh, Excerpt from "Cursed Bread"
You thought you knew your way around this place; you'd been around these parts plenty of times before. Sure, some years had passed, but that didn't explain how utterly lost you felt wandering Dustbowl. You ditched the war ages ago to find your own way in life, and you were content with that. It wasn't until recently that you decided you wanted to catch up with your closest friend from your time serving, Dell.
As a Sniper, you didn't interact much with the Engineer, but it wasn't your time on the battlefield you remembered fondly. It was his warmth and kindness at the end of the day, how excited you would get meeting up with him and the rest of the team for breakfast every day, despite knowing the grim work in store for you later in the day, and all the other moments of levity during such a dark time in your life. He was a good man, much too good to be stuck fighting the war.
The flashlight's beam did little to cut through the intense darkness overhead, and you could tell rain was due any minute now. You expected navigation would be tricky, but this was absolutely futile. The longer you wandered, the more your brain fog intensified, making you feel like a small child lost in the dark looking for their mother, jumping at shadows and fearing the sound of wind whipping overhead was the voices of ghosts.
Mindlessly, you fiddled with the strap securing your rifle to your body. Passing by a reflective window, you did a double take, catching your reflection. Looking down, you realized you were in your old Sniper's uniform. You could've sworn you came here dressed in civilian clothes when you departed, but frustratingly, you couldn't remember for sure.
In the distance, thunder rumbled, the storm was closing in, and you needed to find your way to proper shelter. Feeling a light rain against your face, you picked up the pace, trying to find any signs of life nearby, and to your immense relief, after rounding what felt like the hundredth nondescript dark corner, you spotted a light on, and could just make out the blurry details of Dell's old workshop. Running closer, you smiled, seeing the silhouette of someone inside tinkering away. It just had to be Dell!
As you sped closer and got a better look at the workshop, annoyed slightly by the fogged glass obscuring your vision keeping you from seeing inside, but you were too excited to see him again to care much.
Knocking on the door, you yelled, "Dell, open up!"
Watching a silhouette draw closer to the door, you were confused as he stalled for a moment, "Dell, will you let me in! It's freezing out here!"
The door creaked open, and Dell stood stiffly, without hesitating; you wrapped both arms around him, hugging as close as you could, almost sobbing with happiness after finally finding a familiar face around here.
"It's good to see you again! I missed you so much!"
Awkwardly, he patted your back and returned the hug before pulling away, staring at you with an almost blank look. "Sniper?"
Forcing a smile, you tried to ignore how uneasy he was acting, "C'mon Dell, it's me- we fought together for years. Don't tell me you've forgotten already?"
With an odd look on his face, he nodded, a strange smile spread across his face, "Course I remember ya, that's right- it's me, your ol' buddy Dell. It's been a while since I saw your face- whatcha doin' 'round here?"
He was acting weird, but it had been so long since he'd seen you face to face, and you didn't want to say anything. As he let you inside, you couldn't ignore the mess around the workshop. Dell could get buried in his work more than anyone you knew, but he was never so sloppy before. Beer cans littered tables, cigarettes piled over in ashtrays, and countless grease stains streaked across the tables and walls. You had to force yourself to keep from recoiling at the smell of stale air and debris. Seeing your old comrade out of uniform was odd, even if he still dawned the hard hat and goggles. Did he get taller after the war? You wondered but didn't want to ask out loud.
He noticed your staring, even if you were too meek to say anything definitive. With a hearty laugh, he pulled you into a crushing bear hug, "Good to see ya again, partner. It's been awful quiet 'round these parts lately."
You wanted to pull up a chair and catch up, but you couldn't forget the nightmarish terrain you crossed to get here. Pushing away from the hug, biting your lower lip nervously, you spoke, "Dell, I think something's up. We gotta get out of here."
Dell didn't seem to notice how bleak things were outside his shop. "This ol' place? I've been living under this roof since day one… It ain't been that long since you ditched the war." He gave you a cheeky smile, "Don't tell me you've already forgotten this place."
He was right. Objectively, you were fighting in the war just a few years ago, and there was no reason for you to have already forgotten so much. It didn't make any sense. Too insecure about the bizarre amnesia and brain fog to confess to either, you didn't respond, watching Dell cautiously nodding. Dell sighed, "I'm a might busy now, but I can walk with you for a while; I reckon I can take one night off. Help ya outta here an' all."
Stepping away a bit, you expected Dell to lead you back outside, but to your surprise, he drew further into the workshop, bringing you to the door attaching the shop to the rest of the warehouse. He opened the door, holding it open for you as you paced onward. It didn't make sense to you that this could be the way out, but Dell was your friend, and you trusted him. And it wasn't like you had any better ideas.
The two of you shuffled forward in a slightly awkward silence, you couldn't ignore how different everything looked from how you remembered it. How could everything have fallen into disrepair so fast? Windows were shattered, and walls were fractured by massive cracks, it was like the place had been abandoned for at least a decade. Things were run down, broken, and you tried not to consider the possibility you'd somehow stumbled onto enemy territory. You reasoned it was only a matter of time before you saw something you remembered, and if it were the enemy base, surely you'd have gotten yourself shot by now.
Dell broke the silence, "You came all this way to see me. You still talkin' with the others? Any idea how they're holdin' up?"
He sounded so disinterested; it was hard to imagine someone like him hadn't kept up with the others back home, if there was one person to be "a friend to all", it was Dell."I'm not so sure, actually. It's been getting quieter and quieter on their end… I just- I uh, really wanted to come and see you before you went silent too…"
Dell looked over his shoulder to smile at you, but this was an expression you'd never seen from him before. "Well, aren't you just the sweetest thing." Something was seriously off with him, but you couldn't put your finger on it.
You were so unsettled you didn't know how to respond, keeping your head down and hands mindlessly fumbling with your gun strap, trying to hold onto the hope this would all be over soon.
"To get outta here, we're gonna cross someone who don't take kindly to trespassers. But hold my hand, and I promise I'll getcha through." He extended his un-gloved hand for you to take, a kind gesture, but not one you were too thrilled to accept.
Raising an eyebrow, you responded, "If it's just one guy, I think I can defend myself just fine." As you spoke, you tapped the tip of the rifle strapped to your back with your fingernail.
Dell looked like he was trying to stifle a laugh, "Buddy, don't wanna do that, trust me. Ya ain't gonna win a quick draw against him." Once again, he extended his hand palm-up for you to take, which you reluctantly accepted. To your slight relief, Dell's hands were at least as warm as you remembered. It wasn't much, but you found it comforting.
You were thankful Dell didn't try to rush. Matching your feeble pace and walking close enough beside, you could almost feel his hip pressed against your own. "Is it Spy? Is he still around?"
Dell snickered, "Nope."
You continued walking by his side for a while without saying anything. Listening to the sound of your own footsteps against the creaking floor, trying to ignore the other noises of the house. The rain pattering against the windows, which rattled in the wind. Even creepier, you couldn't ignore the unidentifiable sounds from below the floorboards, sounding almost like someone moaning in pain. You could've sworn you could hear whispers coming from behind the dark corners, but you knew there was no way anyone else was around. Inner reason told you it was just your mind playing tricks on you, but you couldn't help but whip your head toward the voices to catch someone there, but no one ever was.
If Dell could hear the moans of pain or the hushed voices, he didn't say anything. As you walked, he ran his thumb in soft, slow circles against the back of your hand to try and comfort you. He hummed a little under his breath as though trying to minimize the creepiness of the place.
When you were about to ask how much longer until you found a way out, Dell stopped at another door. Remarkably sturdy looking and well-maintained compared to the shabbiness of the rest of the house. Given how heavy and industrial it appeared, it hardly resembled a door, looking more like the entrance to a bank vault. "This is it. He's right in 'ere. Don't let him scare ya. He's all bark and no bite… Sort of."
You were too tense to ask precisely what he meant by that, giving him a single nod in response, pressing your lips together into a hard line, tightening your grip against his hand. Stealing your resolve with a deep breath, you had no idea what lay in wait behind the door, but you were ready to tackle it head-on if it meant getting out. Pulling a tarnished silver key from his top pocket, Dell unlatched the door, stealing a quick glance your way before pushing the heavy door open.
You weren't ready to see what was behind that door, let alone confront him. The sight of another Engineer covered in fresh blood, chunks of carnage clinging to his overalls, and cleaning his tools, which were just as drenched in gore as he was, made you lock up with fear. The smell of carnage and motor oil almost made you wretch, and it took all your strength to keep from covering your eyes or screaming.
Two Engineers at the same base was confusing enough, but seeing one of them drenched in blood off the battlefield made you even more horrified. They both looked so much like Dell, but you knew with a sinking realization neither of these men were the Engie you knew and cared for. The other Engineer looked up at his twin, only then noticing he wasn't alone. "Who the hell is that?"
He shot up from his seat, ready to dart in your direction. Instinctively, you drew your weapon and were prepared to aim at the other Engineer. Your hands shook badly, and you knew you'd miss him if you tried to fire, even at such a close range.
Before you could even raise the crosshairs to your eye, you felt a heavy hand on your shoulder, pulling you protectively closer to his body, effortlessly yanking you from your weak stance, speaking in a louder but not quite aggressive voice. "Hey, easy there- don't do anything stupid now. We're just here to talk."
You weren't sure if he was talking to you or the other Engineer, but thankfully, he stopped where he was, keeping one hand planted on the gun attached to his belt. "Don't do anything stupid? Maynard! What the hell are you doin' bringin' someone up here!?"
Confusion slowly began to dwarf your fear. Keeping a tight hold on your gun, you lowered it a little more, whispering under your breath, glancing at the man beside you out of the corner of your eye, "Maynard?"
Despite the hostile situation, he grinned and winked, "Charmed to make your acquaintance, partner."
The other Engineer was far less amused. "Maynard, answer me! You got a hell of a lotta explainin' to do, brother!" It was too dark to see his face, as though you could even really see him under the hard hat and glasses, but his voice was more than enough to make you go stunned and silent.
All rational was gone. You could only think about getting out of this awful place. You tried to turn on your heel and break from Maynard's grip, but he was even stronger than he looked, keeping you effortlessly pinned in place.
A pair of bulky arms hugged you from behind, wrapping around your belly, pulling you securely against a chest broader than you remembered Dell's being. You felt the hairs on the back of your neck prickle as you were forced to fully realize how close the stranger was and how far away from safety you were.
Sure, you were scared before, but Dell was your best friend, and you'd follow him anywhere, but this wasn't Dell, and now you were in the clutches of something much more nefarious than you had expected.
Leaning close to whisper in your ear, you heard the stranger speak, "You weren't runnin' away on me now, were you? You wouldn't leave me all alone in here, would ya, darlin'? And here I thought we were getting along so well." His hug from behind tightened noticeably as he hissed that last part into your ear, crushing the air from your lungs. Your eyes widened, watching the other Engineer stalking closer. He looked so much like Dell, but you knew this wasn't him, the similarities making him all the more terrifying. The other Engineer didn't once take his hand from his gun, but at least he wasn't yelling anymore. "The hell are you doing here? Just who the hell-"
Maynard raised one hand to silence the other Engineer, who complied through grit teeth, and you could only imagine the enraged look on his face under his goggles.
"Relax, Zed, this one is harmless-"
Zed fumed, "Don't tell me to relax, you lazy bastard! You bring a surprise visitor this deep into the house with a gun pointed at my head! And you want me to relax!?"
You paled, listening to Zed confirm what you'd feared all along. You weren't being led the way out. You were following blindly even deeper into enemy territory, brought all the way into his den without even trying to fight back. You couldn't even call it your old base anymore. Where you stood now was his turf. Any pathetic, fleeting hope of escaping this bizarre place vanished the instant the words left Zed's mouth. Tears of hopelessness stung your eyes, threatening to spill as you heard Maynard's deep, unsettling laughter rumbling behind you. Too scared to move much on your own, you managed to buck forward suddenly, wriggling free as his arm detached from around you, forcing you to support yourself with shaking knees, holding your rifle to your chest with white knuckles, breathing rapidly.
Maynard took a half-step away and smiled reassuringly before extending a hand your way. In a faux-soothing voice, though with a note of condescension, as though he were speaking to a small child, "You heard the man. Hand it over."
The mere sight of Zed standing close by, staring you down with complete vitriol, made you hesitate. Your situation was hopeless; anyone could see that trying to hold onto your gun would likely give you more trouble than anything else, but still, you were too scared out of your mind to think clearly.
Seconds passed like hours as Maynard stared at you with that creepy smile, "Don'tcha want this all over with? Just hand me the gun, buddy. That's all ya gotta do." You looked back between Zed and Maynard like a hunted animal.
"C'mon now, Don't make me take it from you," Maynard warned, sounding a little too excited to enforce his own threat. Swallowing the lump in your throat, with unsteady hands, you complied, turning over your only means of defense to the stranger. Your sniper rifle was more than a gun. It was an extension of yourself, and handing it away felt like a severe betrayal.
Without a second thought, the Texan smiled, accepting your weapon into his own hands, holding the thing carefully in his hands, and seeming to admire the firearm before smashing it into the cement wall beside him. The sound of metal against cement rang out like a gunshot, making you yelp, watching your precious gun get smashed to pieces.
Maynard took a few more good swings against the wall before dropping the battered rifle to the ground, giving it a steel-toed stomp for good measure, beaming at the sound of metal breaking apart and shattering beneath his foot.
Maynard looked at Zed with an almost chipper smile, "See, gun's gone now. I told ya that one's harness, didn't I?" Unable to look away, you stared down at your poor gun, not even flinching as Maynard slung an arm around your shoulders, pulling you back into his chest.
Zed appeared unphased by the brutal display, nodding at the sight of the broken weapon, at last moving his hand from his holster, crossing his arms over his chest. "I see. But I wanna know why you brought a hostage all the way up here. I know we got more than enough room in the bunkers-"
Maynard interrupted, squeezing you a little tighter, "Not a hostage. A guest, this one's an old friend of Dell's." Turning his head to face you, uncomfortably close, Maynard asked, "Dell ever mentioned he had brothers to ya before?"
You winced hearing his name. You didn't want to upset your captors more than they were, but you honestly had no idea what was happening, so you shook your head.
Maynard sighed, "Looks like our baby brother didn't spend much time missin' the folks back home. Typical youngest sibling', he thinks just cuz he's the golden child, he can leave the rest of us behind."
You were almost too scared to ask; you just had to know. "Dell is still alive… Isn't he?"
Maynard frowned, "Well, he ain't come our way in a long time. But I know he's out there. He'll be back soon… An' I know you'll be good an' help welcome him home, won'tcha?" While he spoke, his fingers began to drum over your shoulder, playing with the fabric of your shirt between his fingertips. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Zed watching you like a hawk, not moving from his position several paces away, likely still ready to blow your head off at a moment's notice.
Trying your hardest not to let him see how his touch made you shudder, you mumbled, "How long? How much longer till he's back?"
Maynard sighed, shrugging, "Well, tough to say for sure. We've been waitin' on a visit for ages now, but ya never know with him."
Your face fell, and your head dropped forward, not wanting to give Maynard the satisfaction of seeing you cry. Ruffling the top of your head with his gloved hand, he muttered, "Hey now, don't cry, it won't be so bad. We'll keep you nice and safe. I always did like a little company around here."
Maynard looked past you to talk to Zed, "Just give us a few. I'll get 'em settled in and be back to work."
Zed huffed but didn't say anything to stop his brother, allowing him to walk past where he stood to the hallways connecting personal quarters to the den. As he passed the threshold out of the den, Maynard laughed a little to himself, "Yeah, sorry 'bout him. He's always a lil' cranky 'round strangers."
If that was Zed being cranky, you didn't want to know what he looked like when he was really pissed. It wasn't long until Maynard stopped at another doorway at the end of the hall, which creaked harshly when pushed open.
So this was where he was leading you all along, his bedroom. Somewhere so deep in the heart of the house, you didn't have a prayer of finding your own way out. You let Maynard lead you to his bed. He sat you down on the blanket, drinking in the scared look on your face with great satisfaction.
"I gotta take care of a few more things, but I want ya to stay here; keep the bed nice and warm for me. I'll be back before ya know it."
You didn't say anything, too disgusted to even look him in the eye, but you could hear him chuckling at your adorable stubbornness, "What's the matter, partner? Got nothing to say?"
Still refusing to look at him, you mumbled. "You were never going to take me home. You lied to me."
Using his human hand, Maynard brushed the side of your cheek with the pad of his thumb, curling his other hand beneath your chin to tilt your head up to look at him.
"I promised to get you outta the workshop. I never promised to take ya home. But hey, it's gonna be ok, darlin', Don'tcha see? You are home now."
Biting your lower lip to keep from sobbing, you could feel your face trembling to keep the tears in, "This can't be real. This has gotta be a dream…"
Maynard leaned down to kiss your head, muttering, "Ya really think this is all some dream, huh? That's cute. Go on and hold onto that hope while ya can. Ya ain't gonna have much hope left after I've had my way with ya."
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BANGS MY FIST ON THE TABLE PLEEEEEEASE YANDERE GIL W A DARLING WHO FIGHTS LIKE HELL TO GET AWAY FROM HIM.
Orderly Anon [💉]
Lolol, fine, I'll do a little thing for you. Sorry it wasn't that long, I didn't have much to go off of :(
Yandere! Burger Gil with Defiant! Darling
Short Concept/Reaction
Pairing: Romantic/Platonic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Oblivious/Delusional yandere, Violence, Blood, Kidnapping/Isolation implied, Gil is a literal zombie, Grotesque descriptions, Forced companionship.
I'm going to be honest, Gil isn't going to notice your attempts to leave.
He's completely delusional and oblivious.
His brain is quite literally rotting due to being a Zed.
Your discomfort and fear may be obvious to a living grunt... not him.
Regardless of his intentions he isn't fazed by your fighting.
I imagine Gil can't feel pain.
Any blow you deal simply sinks into his rotting skin... it bleeds but he doesn't care.
He's way too focused on you to care.
Gil's only goal is to be around you.
He doesn't seem to notice your attempts to fight or kill him for the most part.
His mind just doesn't comprehend it.
All he knows is he wants to keep you to himself.
He wants to trap you in his kitchen, he wants to feed you, and he'll take whatever attention he can get out of you.
Your fight will not last long against him due to his strength and durability.
You'll realize this when he pins you, his rotting blood spilling onto the floor around you (and you.)
You can fight... you can really try...
But you'll tire at some point.
Gil will keep you with him one way or another.
He doesn't recognize your fight.
You can only hope he makes your fate quick...
Otherwise you'll slowly wither in the mess that is his kitchen... with no one but him to turn to.
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Could you write some general yandere Hoffnar x reader headcanons? I love your writing - ASB Anon
Hey there ASB! I figured it’s waaay past due to have a yandere set for Hofnarr, especially with how ancient this request is lol. I hope these are to your liking. <3 :)
General Yandere Dr. Hofnarr Headcanons
(TW: Yandere, Obsessive Behavior, Implied Violence)
Hofnarr remembers the day you met very well, even if it wasn't particularly notable for you. You’re one of many scientists within the Nexus Core, though you were known for being a rare "jack of all trades" in what you studied. Dissonance, S-3LFs, Zeds, everything that the Nexus could possibly be working with, you had an interest in. Naturally, you were routinely assigned to help out other departments because of this, which led you right to him.
Hofnarr wasn’t one to believe in love at first sight, but that foolish misconception fell away the very moment you locked eyes with him, and he was struck by the heat of your gaze and the sheer beauty you possessed. You're just so pretty; everything from the way your lips curved up in a grin as you greeted him to the ethereal sound of your voice just struck him in a way that was incomparable to anything else. For a moment he thought that he'd inhaled a chemical fume or something; the pronounced reaction from him was such a wonderment that he knew he'd have to find out everything more about you, if only to satiate this sudden, all-encompassing interest in you.
(He didn't even realize how odd this sudden craving for information about you was; all he knew was that it suddenly became vital to him to know you better than anything he'd ever studied. He wanted to be more in tune with your thoughts, needs and wants than you yourself were. Luckily he's more than patient to take on this task of having you as his greatest research subject yet. With how much he stares now, it's already the case.)
It's just that Hoffnar had never felt like that when meeting anyone before; the rush of warm emotion that overwhelmed him and the sudden feeling of self-consciousness that made his face burn and his neck itch was something completely new to him. His heart never skipped a beat or three upon simply getting someone's name, and nor did he ever catch himself grinning stupidly whenever his own rolled off someone else's tongue. You really were something special, he could tell.
He prayed his palm wasn’t too clammy when you shook his hand, and he could feel his face burning with every glance you took at him. (Later he realized that it was because of your sheer perfection, of course, along with his new-found love. He was but a fool then, unable to recognize how he truly felt about you. He's so much wiser now.)
While you probably reflected on your meeting with the head of the Divergence project as a positive move for your career, and perhaps the start of a good working relationship with one of the nicer higher-ups, Hofnarr knew that it meant something more. You had no idea that the man himself was already planning for you to get far closer than what regulations would allow. Not like he cared about them now when there was so much at stake.
And so was the catalyst of Hofnarr's rather intense infatuation with you. (Though knowing what he'd do as it progressed, this is an understatement.)
Hofnarr shows his sudden obsession with affection for you in a myriad of ways, though most of them aren't that on the nose. To you, anyway. For one, you'll never find yourself wanting for anything you could ever need - both work related and otherwise.
Your station is always filled with the specific supplies you need, and even if you're positive you clocked out without restocking or ordering anything, it's all there when you return the next day. The same can be said for the random cups of coffee that appear on your desk when you least expect them, all perfectly made to your taste, accompanied by your favorite snack when you skip lunch. Sometimes you even find flowers, though the reason why one of your coworkers thought to leave them escapes you. The Nexus Core wasn't one for friendly gestures.
It doesn't matter that you don't know who's responsible for it or that you can't recall actually telling anyone what your preferred snacks and flowers were; the pleased look of surprise from you when you see them is enough thanks for Hofnarr (who gazes longingly at you from across the room all the time - to see your reaction, of course). Although, he will admit that he silently delights in overhearing you laugh with your coworkers about some "magical fairy godmother" or something that keeps helping you out.
(You really just thought you were being forgetful until you drew a few marks on your current bottles of chemicals and confirmed that they were replaced the next day. You didn't know who did it, but you guessed you should grateful since it made your job a lot easier. You even brought it up to your boss when he made a round and asked how you were (something he does pretty often compared to your previous supervisors, now that you think about it). Though, Dr. Hofnarr seemed weirdly pleased when you mentioned your thoughtful helper's gifts. Perhaps he's just happy that his assistants were getting along. It's the Nexus, so that makes sense.)
However, the thought of it being a gesture of simple goodwill was disproved when you found a letter addressed to you. And then another a week later. And another the day after that.
You assumed the first had been a report or something else that you'd have to sign off on, maybe some data that needed reviewing. But when you opened it, instead of numbers or anything related to divergence, you were met with compliments. The small words of affection spoke of just how wonderful the writer thought you were, and how much you've brightened up their life by simply being. All were laced with mentions of your impressive intellect and nods to how admirable you were. It was genuinely kind praise that made your face heat when you read it and was clear the writer had put a lot of thought and effort into it too; the handwriting was elegant, albeit unrecognizable to you (purposely, but you couldn't know that), and the prose almost beautiful as the writer spoke of just of how...perfect of a person they knew you were.
(You didn't know what to make of it, and your disbelief only grew with each note. As did your suspicion when they started mentioning things about you that seemed very...well, unfounded. Love letters were one thing, but outright fantasies of a future marriage were another. You decided to keep the matter to yourself, as it was more than possible that your boss wouldn't be too happy about employees fraternizing on the job like this. Besides, it was unprofessional.)
Dr. Hofnarr much prefers to keep what you have private (hence the letters and secret gifts), not only because he's still trying to figure out how to best reveal his true feelings for you in person, but also because he knows the sort of blow-back relationships like yours can have. The Nexus Core might be filled with scientists, but he's well aware that no one else would be able to understand this connection you have with each other, as budding as it may be.
Hofnarr fears for your safety more than the other possible consequences of your love, and the last thing he'd want is for everyone to think that you're attempting to climb the ladder by manipulating him or something to that effect. Keep in mind, while the man has no qualms with taking care of any issues that pop up, he'd much rather keep you out of harm's way entirely. You're the first person he's ever felt so strongly for - his first love, in a way - and he'd do anything to protect you. No matter how bloody it might end up.
However, despite all of his best attempts, the way his behavior changes around you is anything but secret. You didn't notice his odd mannerisms (and rather obsessive actions) because you hadn't been there for very long, but his other scientists certainly did.
Obviously, someone had to be the one to fulfill all those orders he puts in for you, and while it did make them slightly suspicious that he's doing this for you only, they could excuse it with something about how he just wanted you to feel welcome. What they couldn't wipe away was everything else he did around you, and knowing the breadth of Hofnarr's thing for you, it was a lot.
Aside from the obvious lovesick gazes, or him just happening to be in your immediate area, his own physical behaviors change when you're simply in his range of view as well.
Now Hofnarr isn't exactly the most agile grunt by any means, but his clumsiness really reaches a new level whenever you’re around. It seems like every time you’re within a few meters of him he can’t keep his grip on anything, dropping and fumbling with his pens (and important tech, to the others' absolute horror) whenever he suddenly sees you. Even worse is his full-on stumbling and falling, usually because he was too busy staring at you to look where he was going.
(He goes red when you crouch down to help him pick up his things, even apologizing for startling him when there’s no need for you to. It was he who was distracted by your beauty, and you certainly couldn't help that. But even so, you’re so sweet and considerate to him that he can't take it. Even if you thought of it as pure courtesy alone, Hofnarr makes a mental note of every time you help him. It shows you care, and that means more to him than anything. Perhaps it's a sign that you're growing to like him too? He hopes so.)
The other scientists know that this happens because of you - it was obvious - but it's not like they could do anything about it. They wouldn’t dare interfere, not after the stony-eyed look Dr. Hofnarr gave them at the mere suggestion that you be placed in another department away from him.
(Especially when the unfortunate assistant who mentioned it ended up with some rather gruesome chemical burns because of an accident, which then resulted in them being let go from the project. While Hofnarr openly mourned the disappearance of a promising scientist, the others took note to be a bit more tight-lipped around him. Lest their own projects blow up in their faces for some unknown reason one day.)
Naturally, if Hofnarr’s underlings know anything about his feelings for you, then his closest colleague does as well, that being one Dr. Christoff. In fact, it would be impossible for him not to know, since he’s the one Hofnarr speaks to the most about you. Hofnarr isn’t aware of how much time he spends openly gushing over you, but it makes up a bulk of their conversations at this point.
The scientist is always extremely proud of your achievements, and will happily list off and explain every little detail you report to him about your own findings when exploring the topic of divergence. Even if they’re things he already guessed or may have considered before, it’s like you breathe new life into the topics, and having you there makes him even more excited to explore them. It shows in how animated he gets over it; he seems to light up whenever he has something new to sing praises over. (Which is absolutely anything you do that day, unfortunately for Jeb.)
However, while Hofnarr’s off in his own world fawning over you and your work while explaining how you’ve made his life so much better, Christoff finds himself growing concerned. Jebus is aware that you’re a competent scientist, you wouldn’t be here working for Hofnarr if you weren’t, but the grunt made it seem like you could move mountains and turn dirt to gold if only you wanted to. It’s a bit naive of Hofnarr, but Jeb supposes that’s just how it is when you’re infatuated with someone (not like he would know).
What’s more worrying to him is just how far this crush on you actually goes, because the details Hofnarr gives are extensive. Very extensive. It may have started with just work things, but every so often he throws in a few extra lines about how pretty you are and how your eyes light up when he gives you things without your knowledge. This quickly progresses to him discussing details about your past that he finds interesting; who your classmates were when you attended college and what they’re doing now, and details about your family and friends. They were topics Christoff was sure he shouldn’t know about at all, not as a boss and not even as someone with a more romantic interest in someone.
However, at Hofnarr's oddly defensive behavior when he tries to subtly confront him on why the hell he knows so much about you, he just decides to drop it. Christoff isn’t usually one to back down from confrontation, but the strangely unsettling gaze Hofnarr pinned on him during that conversation made him feel uncomfortable enough to do it, for his own sake. (Though he does make a note to inquire as to how you're doing if he the time.)
In reference to the actual work his division does, Hofnarr always looks to you when delivering a new objective for everyone to aim towards, eager to see your reaction and if you’re as excited as he hoped you’d be. Furthermore, he always goes to you first to mention any success that he’s had with his divergence project, even before Christoff. He wanted, no, needed your approval; for you to like the work that he was putting in made all of the stress and sleepless nights worth it.
(In reality, you found it rather confusing that your new boss had decided to tell you about your branch’s successes personally. However, scientists always seemed to be a bit quirky, and who knows, maybe he just wanted the thoughts of someone new. Fresh perspectives were valuable sometimes, so you can understand.)
Hoffnar's work for the Nexus Core began with the intention of scientific discovery and making things better for Nevada's denizens, but now he finds that his main motivation is to make the world better for you. Meanwhile, you have no idea that your polite head scientist was an absolute lovesick fool for you, even as he blushed and stuttered when you merely locked eyes and said a few words to greet him, and almost shook when you got to close.
However, he was content with this arrangement, for now. He has all the time in the world now that he has you so close, and while it might be a pain to come up with reasons to keep you there with him when you might try to apply for work with Dr. Crackpot’s Plan Zed or Dr. Christoff’s Sleepwalker Program, he's smart enough to find some. All that matters is that you're by his side so he can study you and your mannerisms and plan the perfect confession that you deserve.
Just so long as everyone knows to stay out of his way as this relationship between you progresses, everything will go smoothly. (And he doesn't quite like what he thinks he'd do if they ever did. He's usually not a violent man, but he can be.)
You'll both be together soon enough, and with how often Hofnarr stalks observes you, he knows how to truly make you happy. And you will be. You'll see.
#tw: yandere#Jeb seeing Hof become unhealthily obsessed with you:#'That's really weird. None of my business though.'#hofnarr x reader#yandere hofnarr#hofnarr#madness combat x reader#madcom x reader#yandere madness combat#yandere madcom#asb anon#my writing#a day late but it is what it is ig
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My Masterlist (❁⸝⸝ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈⸝)✧
This is a compiled list of all of my current works! Since I haven't written many champions quite yet, you can find my works based on their category. You can find the list below!
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Index ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.
➣ Requests
➣ Yandere Legends
➣ Sentence Starters
➣ Free Writes / Open Prompt
➣ Personal Works / OC Pieces
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Notes:
I have placed a heart right next to every piece. Female reader works will be colored pink, and gender-neutral reader works will be colored green. Any male reader works will be blue. I have also placed a 🔞 next to every smut piece (finally!).
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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* requests *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
💚 → Arcane Jayce tries to win you over with his inventions [Arcane Jayce x Oblivious! Reader]
💚 → You meet Viktor and go on a date with him (Bonus: You are Deaf!) [Viktor x Disabled! Reader]
💚 → Sett and you play fight [Sett x Fighter! Reader]
💚 → Gwen goes on adventures with you [Gwen x Mercenary/Adventurer! Reader]
🩷 → Your relationship with the big red meanie Aatrox [Aatrox x Reader]
💚 → You are an artist and your partner (Jayce/Shen) is your muse (ft. SFW and NSFW sections!) [Jayce x Artist! Reader & Shen x Artist! Reader]
💚 → Your relationship with Lux [Lux x Knight! Reader]
🩷 → You have a huge crush on Ezreal but he's too much of a blockhead to notice you adore him [Oblivious! Ezreal x Reader]
🩷 → Aatrox "cooks" for you [Chef! Aatrox x Reader]
💚 → Your relationship with Akali [Akali x Reader]
🩷 → You are an android that remembers what it's like to be human again with Viktor (Includes: How you meet, your romance, and Viktor's Glorious Evolution!) [Viktor x Android! Reader]
🩷 -> Your relationship with Yasuo [Yasuo x Reader]
💚 -> You are a tailor and love making Gwen clothes [Gwen x Reader]
💚🔞 -> You grow distant from your girlfriend Leona [Yandere! Leona x Reader]
💚 -> You are a gentle soul and Yone doesn't think you can survive on your own [Yandere! Yone x Reader]
🩷 -> Your relationship with Neeko [Neeko x Reader]
🩷🔞 -> Thresh wants to preserve your mortal innocent [Spirit Blossom Thresh x Reader]
💚 -> Akali, Shen, and Zed as your lover (Individual Headcanons) [Akali x Reader, Shen x Reader, & Zed x Reader]
🩷 -> You have low self-esteem and Viego tries to make you see your worth and beauty [King! Viego x Reader]
💚 -> Wholesome summer headcanons with Yone [Yone x Reader]
💚 -> Which Noxian yandere? [Yandere Swain x Reader]
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* all things heartsteel! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
💚🔞 → Submissive Kayn headcanons [Kayn x Reader]
💚 → A day in with a rockstar/popstar! [Kayn x K/DA! Reader]
💚 → Kayn gets kicked out of his old band and you comfort him [Kayn x Reader]
💚 → You have self-harm tendencies and Kayn can't help but worry about you [Kayn x Reader]
🩷🔞 → Kayn admires the marks you left all over him the night prior [Kayn x Reader]
🩷🔞 → Discord Convo pics of a conversation between MC and Kayn
💚 → How Aphelios shows affection towards you [Aphelios x Reader]
🩷 → Discord Convo pics of a conversation between MC and Aphelios
💚 → Kayn feels like his crush is one-sided and is jealous of the others [Kayn x Reader]
💚 → Toxic boyfriend Kayn [Kayn x Reader]
💚 → Boyfriend Sett headcanons [Sett x Reader]
🩷🔞 → Kayn is obsessed with your boobs headcanons [Kayn x Reader]
💚 → You and Yone are penpals and have a chance encounter one day [Yone x Reader]
🩷🔞 → Ezreal is inexperienced and insecure but wants to be intimate with you [Ezreal x Reader]
💚 → Aphelios worships your body [Aphelios x Chubby! Reader]
💚 → Jealous and possessive Kayn headcanons [Kayn x Reader]
💚 → You and Yone sing together [Yone x Reader]
🩷 → Kayn wants to prove he can provide for you and your unborn child [Kayn x Pregnant! Reader]
🩷 → You and Sett collab! [Sett x Designer! Reader]
🩷🔞 → Paranoiac: You make a "home video" with 3 Heartsteel boys [(Yone & Kayn & Ezreal) x Reader]
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* yandere singles *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
🩷 → Viego
🩷 → Seraphine
💚 → Yone
💚🔞 → Jhin
💚 → Viego (2)
🩷🔞 → Viktor
💚 → Yone (2)
🩷 -> Yone (3)
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* kinktober 2023 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ
🩷🔞 -> Day 1: Viego (Masturbation)
💚🔞 → Day 2: Yone (Daddy)
🩷🔞 -> Day 3: Viktor (Stuck in Wall)
💚🔞 → Day 4: Jhin (Spanking)
💚🔞 → Day 5: Kayn (Gags)
💚🔞 → Day 7: Sett (Buttjob)
💚🔞 → Day 8: Viego (Netorare)
🩷🔞 -> Day 9: Jinx (Costumes)
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* sentence starters *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
💚 → Viktor: "I don't understand, why are you doing this?"
💚 → Jayce: "Forgive me." & "I never should have left you."
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* free writes *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
💚 → Your first kiss with Spirit Blossom Yone [Spirit Blossom! Yone x Reader]
💚 → How you met (dad bod) Shen and leading up to the first date [Big Boy! Shen x Reader]
💚 → All The Things She Said: You are an Ionian and meet the peculiar Piltie Seraphine [Seraphine x Ionian! Reader]
💚 → As We Fall: Jayce reminisces with Caitlyn about his old friend and you [drabble of the Battlecast universe ft. Reader mention]
🩷🔞 -> Just Let Go: Erlok Grael takes your kindness the wrong way [Erlok Grael x Reader]
💚 -> Mi Querida: Headcanons of you and modern musician Viego [Dissonance of Pentakill! Viego x Reader]
💚 -> Stubborn as a Reaper: Your secret relationship with a needy ninja [Kayn x Reader]
💚 -> Mutualistic: Thresh sits on a throne and you have a seat right beside him [Thresh x Reader]
🩷 -> Crazy In Love: You are the only thing on Kayn's mind [Kayn x Reader]
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* lol event / oc pieces *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Targonite: Jayce x Aya Ashina
Mutaris, The Dissonance: League Event Story
Cosmic Flame With a Touch of Ora: Odyssey Kayn! x Aya Ashina
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Hello Hello! Welcome to my blog/writing dump ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎
I used to write in my free time and missed being part of a community so I decided to start a new blog since I'm interested in League of Legends. I will mostly write character x reader scenarios, headcanons and maybe some longer stories. I will treat darker themes in this blog so please proceed with caution if you're sensitive to the subjects I tag in my posts.
·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· About the admin
Mi, 20+, She/her, EU
Katana dilf enthusiast!
Favorites: older Ubisoft games, Metal Gear Solid, Mother Mother, Wowaka, PinocchioP, Angelic Pretty.
Champs: Yone, Sona, Thresh, Morgana, Neeko.
·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· Lore knowledge, what I'd like to write
I like to think that i have a decent grasp on LoL's lore and the lore of skinlines skinlines so here's some characters I currently would like to write for. If your character doesn't appear in this list it doesn't mean that I won't write them, so don't be shy and send an ask if you'd wish.
Aatrox, Ahri, Aphelios, Diana, Evelynn, Jhin, Kai'Sa, Kayn, Morgana, Leona, Rakan, Renata Glasc, Seraphine, Sett, Shen, Sona, Swain, Thresh, Vayne, Viego, Xayah, Yasuo, Yone, Zed.
I figured I'd add some skinlines too.
Pentakill universe, Nightbringer/Dawnbringer, Spirit Blossom, K/DA, High Noon, Pool party/Ocean song, Project, Cosmic/Dark cosmic.
·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· Rules for requesting and content warnings
If you'd like to request, please keep in mind that it may take time for them to get written out or I might never write them at all. I'd rather concentrate on less request but keep the quality high than to give everyone sloppy, disappointing writing! If you don't specify the gender of the reader (especially with NSFW requests) I will keep my terminology as gender neutral as possible.
I will list some of the things that may appear in my content:
Fluff/Platonic/Smut
Yandere
Violence (not explicitly described)
Discrimination (in fantasy setting, never protrayed positively)
I will also list my bounduaries on things i will not write in any setting:
CSA, or anything to do with the canonical minors
Extreme fetishes, consensual non consent
Homophobia, racism, dictatorship in a positive light
I hope that this post has been comprehensive enough, soon I will post something that is more interesting than rules! See you all then ^^
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Earl Grey Tea (League of Legends) (K - N)
K’Sante:
Kai’sa:
Kalista:
Karma:
Karthus:
Kassadin:
Katarina:
Headcanons of Garen and Katarina as Romeo and Juliet of Runeterra
Kayle:
Kayn:
Headcanons of Odyssey Kayn with a Twin Sister
Headcanons of Odyssey Kayn with a Twin Sister part 2
Headcanons of Sick Kayn with a Gender Neutral Taking Care of Him ft. Zed
Headcanons of Kayn as a father of a little girl ft.Rhaast
(SFW AND NSFW) SFW and NSFW Headcanons of Kayn with a Gender Neutral
(SFW AND NSFW) SFW and NSFW Headcanons of Kayn with Zed’s daughter
Headcanons of Kayn with Zed’s daughter part 2
Headcanons of Odyssey Kayn in a Relationship
Headcanons of Odyssey Kayn with his New Empress
Scenario of Kayn with a Badass Female Warrior/Religious Leader
Headcanons of Zed and Kayn in a Father-Son Relationship
Scenario of Odyssey Kayn Sneaking into the Morning Star Ship to Cuddle with his Gender Neutral s/o
Scenario of Yandere Kayn being Obsessive and Attempting to Kidnap You
Headcanons of Kayn with a Trans-Masc s/o
Headcanons of Kayn with a Soft and Comforting Gender Neutral s/o
Headcanons of Kayn with a Shy Touch Starved Gender Neutral s/o
Headcanons of Odyssey Kayn with an Artist Transmasc s/o
(SFW AND NSFW) SFW and NSFW Headcanons of Kayn with a Shy and Quiet Female Ionian Healer
(NSFW) NSFW Headcanons of Kayn based on Alphabets [K-A-Y-N]
Kennen:
Kha’Zix
Headcanons of Kha’Zix with a Kind Hearted Female Kiilash s/o
Kindred:
Kled:
Kog’maw:
LeBlanc:
Headcanons of LeBlanc with a Maid s/o
Lee Sin:
Headcanons of Storm Dragon Lee Sin in a Relationship
Leona:
Headcanons of Solar Eclipse Leona with a White Witch
Headcanons of Leona Cuddling
Lillia:
Lissandra:
Headcanons of Lissandra with a Daughter
Lucian:
Lulu:
Lux:
Headcanons of Lux with Viego
Malphite:
Malzahar:
Maokai:
Master Yi:
Milio:
Miss Fortune:
(SFW and NSFW) SFW and NSFW Headcanons of Miss Fortune with a Gender Neutral s/o
Mordekaiser:
Scenario of Pentakill Mordekaiser meeting a Male Fan
Scenario of Pentakill Mordekaiser meeting a Male Fan pt.2
Headcanons of Mordekaiser with an Apprentice
Headcanons of Project Mordekaiser with a Pure Human s/o
Morgana:
Naafiri:
Nami:
Nasus:
Headcanons of Nasus with a Time Travelling s/o
Nautilus:
Neeko:
Nidalee:
Nilah:
Nocturne:
Nunu & Willump:
#runeterrankhaleesi#league of legends#league of legends x reader#lol x reader#lol#works of khaleesi#masterlist
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Hi it's the anon who sent the asks for yandere zed. Can I ask for headcanons for yandere blood moon yasuo.
Author's Notes: Anon, i don't understand why two anons ask me for blood moon universe but i support it, i 100% support yandere demons <3
Even with all my energy against me, I finished the headcanons, I hope you like it even if it's a little short :C
Yandere! Blood Moon! Yasuo headcanons
Chances of your loved ones being killed
We are talking about the executioner of the blood moon, one whose main task is to eliminate other people.
He is one of the few that I say is a 100% chance.
And I say this because, unlike Talon —who prefers to stay by your side and do the killing later— he has to kill them, and there won't be any more people bothering him when he wants to take his beloved, so it's a win- win for him.
First impressions
The darling in question belonged to an organization that was responsible for being against the blood moon cultists, and especially their demons. She had been specially raised to hate demons, since they had taken her family away from her.
For the beloved it was a couple of every day trying to kill a cultist or a demon; She was known for her aggressiveness and stubbornness, being that, when the darling encountered a cultist, or worse, a demon, they would not stop until he was dead.
The beloved was bloodthirsty, cruel, and cynical when them came into contact with any member of the blood moon. And that's why they sent the executioner to kill them.
However, something bad must have happened, some mistake must have been made, something must have happened…
Because he was never able to fulfill his commission.
Fall in love
Before he was a cultist, he knew them, he knew his beloved as one of the few people who genuinely was there for him in his worst moments.
They was the beloved who always smiled at him, invited him to go for a walk or included him in a group so that he was accompanied.
And when he saw their look of disappointment, he felt as if that human part, that small human part was about to kill itself, was on the verge of mentally breaking down and apologizing to his beloved, for not being able to tell them what he felt, for not being able to tell them the truth, to be able to tell with his words how he felt that life return to his body every time their eyes met, and now… it was too late.
He tried to apologize, he tried to say that he was not going to hurt them, but in response his beloved attacked him. The beloved attacked with anger, with hatred, and mainly, with the desire to see him die.
It hurt him a lot to know that he had lost one of the best people in his life, and that now he was fighting the one he considered his beloved, the love of his life, but he couldn't do it. nothing.
Against everything, he did not attack, he even deigned to defend himself, leaving only his beloved to attack him as many times as he wanted. But his beloved let him live.
He knew then that, even with everything that had happened, his darling was still in love with him, she still longed to kiss and touch that human part of him, and that even with all the numbers against him, them still loved him like the first day they accepted feelings.
Beginning of Yanderism
He lied, he lied to his cult that he had killed that person, but he knew it was a lie, and that there were great consequences when they found out the truth. And he told to his beloved that them would have to change their identity, wishing only that his darling would get away from that life.
But within a few days, several cultists were found dead, some dismembered, others with marks from fights so deadly that their lives were taken away, and only he knew who was the author of those bloody works.
First murder or Yandere act
He himself had to kill cultists who were learning the truth, and he also took care of “some” close friends of his who were never intelligent enough to keep a secret as big as his safety or life in general. It didn't matter how many there were or how well he got along with them; If they knew the whereabouts of his darling, they were already dead.
At the same time he tried to communicate with his beloved, but he always threatened him or outright physically hurt him; Even if there was regret afterwards, however, a part of the beloved believed that it was best for them to stay away from him, since their mind always confused him because of the games she played with their own feelings.
Relationship or kidnapping
His beloved continued killing cultists and demons, but under an entity of unknown name; She wore a mask and dark-tinted clothing, seeking not to generate suspicion about her existence.
However, as always, lies have short legs —like me— and the little secret of the existence of the executioner's beloved was discovered. And an ambush was planned for the beloved. And that's where he is forced to kidnap them.
Even with his darling kicking, screaming and complaining, he still kidnapped his beloved. It was a moment between torturous and happy for him.
Since, let's agree that since he saw his beloved again, he wanted to keep them safe “in his own way”. He already loved his beloved before he became a demon, and he was the only “lighthouse” that illuminated what little humanity he had left. But a lighthouse can't stay lit forever.
Coexistence
Unlike Talon, he is much kinder to her; It's not that he speaks to her with much love or call them “honey” or “heart,” but he is quite friendly with his beloved, and gives them more freedoms than anybody might expect.
He is one of the yanderes with whom it is easiest to get along, since his way of loving, although selfish, also sought to generate a beautiful relationship with his beloved, to generate the same relationship that had come so naturally before… well, these events.
Marriage and family
As for marriage, no, I mean, I don't think that a cult that is fully dedicated to paying homage to the Blood Moon by murdering people would be very interested in marriage.
Now, if by chance certain relatives of the darling are still alive, then it is best to carefully distance themselves from the darling one in question for a simple reason; No one could know they location, no matter who the person is.
If possible, children?
Nah, I don't see any possibility in that.
Bad ending
Several months passed of absolute tranquility for both the darling and Yasuo, being that being away from all danger was… good in a way. However, there comes a point when the beloved just wants to leave; the darling decides to plan an escape, and upon achieving it, darling meets the terrible fate that demons and cultists find out about they existence; Now, knowing that the executioner had decided to lie, they ended up attacking the home that he had forged with so much effort for the two of them.
When Yasuo managed to capture his lover, he thought that he would finally be able to keep his darling safe, however, there was a problem; The demons attacked the home where he was guarding his beloved.
From here there are two possibilities
1:The cultists/demons decide that you must die, and end up taking the life of the executioner's beloved, and he, in response, had to attack.
To no one's surprise, there were many casualties that day, but the “traitor” and the traitor's darling were exterminated. However, now they were together, wherever they souls went, he was going to follow his darling, he was going to pursue her beloved even after his own death.
2- The darling is forced to join the cult of the Blood Moon, seeking to use you as a fellow member. So, even if you claimed that your family would rather publicly execute her than be part of that cult, however, consent was something that was not necessary in a cult that had already had many casualties because of a single person.
In this case, Yasuo will not be able to stop them, and they convince him that he would be the only one who could approach to his darling, and that they could both spend as much time as they wanted together, without anyone from the cult being forced to separate them.
Reasons to be a Yandere
-We are told that he used to be a human, one with a difficult life, if the beloved is unlucky enough to meet him before, then she was doomed to have an almost unhealthy affection for her.
-There is a good chance that his past is very varied; Anything could have happened to him, and it's not until he meets someone to support him through a difficult time that he clings like a limpet.
Extra data:
-Of the entire cult, he is one of the kindest towards his darling in question, however, it was somewhat strange to know that he fell in love with someone.
-He would never forbid his darling to take off his mask; He would allow it at any time, and he would love for his darling to touch his face.
-He sometimes he thinks about his life, and after everything that happened, he only thought about the life he could have had with his darling if he had never joined that cult.
-If his darling fight against him, he doesn't enjoy it, he hates that the love of his life hate him, even if the darling is afraid of him or anything else, he can't support it, and he gives his best to be able to get along with his darling.
#yandere#poppa thoughs#obsessive love#yandere x you#poppa things#yandere male#yandere league of legends#league of legends#yandere headcanons#yasuo#yandere yasuo#yandere male x reader#yandere writing#yandere lol#yandere x reader#yasuo league of legends#yandere league of legends x reader
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yandere emesis blue tho.. 😭 imagine you as a random citizen just get thrown in the mix
This is such a hilarious idea actually, I mean- in its own respect it’s horrifying!
They’re on a preset destiny and they are STILL going on about “What if I need them?!”
Babygirls, yall’re doomed by the narrative.
Characters: Conagher Brothers (Platonic), Dell himself, spy, soldier, medic
Tw: Yandere stuff, killing, time loops, feelings of general insanity, stalking and harassment, delusions, gaslighting?, bugging, mentions of skinning, incel vibes radiating off of spy.
Congaher brothers: Zed and Maynard love their younger brother, so of course when they’re told to get close enough with you they do so willingly. Though they aren’t expecting to get attached themselves. They genuinely approve of their brothers choice and make a point to try and hint at him. They fight for your attention a LOT. Which is difficult to get considering their predicament. But they gotta act fast because they know when Dell is gonna need you. Its gonna have to take some convincing from Maynard because Zed is too childish and whiny about you refusing to go. Maynard suggests that the ‘attraction’ they run is owned by their brother and you should go. They feel bad when they have to kill you and go on. They feel really bad, especially because what they were told to do was to make sure your conscious only was ran through the respawn. They however, refuse because it’s ducking rude Dell should have you only to himself. Becomes sort of a Persephone situation.
Dell: Dell can’t find himself getting mad at his brothers for getting attached, though this does mean he makes targeted alterations to the timeline. Some key to getting you near him. You’ve seen him in ‘dreams’ from what he can gather. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t pleased with the look of fear on your face, as collected as he is he can’t deny himself that satisfaction. You talk to him more through ‘dreams’ and he’s proud that he’s been able to make you laugh on more than one occasion. He knows what he can do to get you through the respawn machine but here… here he can build a solid connection with you without infringing on his brothers time to build a platonic bond. He’s proud to have strategized this, and he knows when y’all get together, for eternity that you’ll thank him.
Medic: Medic himself is not amused with the situation he finds himself in. A person deciding to follow him around after he’s done with his job, en route constantly asking him about his day. But as he notices more, as the loop continues he noticed you more. He noticed how you’d always smile with brilliance. How you always remarked him so happily, even though he felt he didn’t deserve it. And what would happen if he just decided to- keep you? To keep tapes, to keep mementos. He’d get this violent itch, to wear your skin against his. To dance with you in the night but in the end, when your image flashed across his eyes he couldn’t. He couldn’t even fathom why he would do that. Or think that even. It’s creepy to you when at the same time a man who looks like your perfect stranger wreaks havoc on your streets, a flash appears outside your window. Something bright blue, almost neon. Then you hear on the news that your stranger was found dead.
Soldier: He’s an idiot when it comes to love but never to passion. He notices the familiarity you have. Rinse and repeat he can count on you giving him the order of the most eventful day of his life. He doesn’t know that of course. He keeps a small picture he was able to convince you to take with him. He keeps it in a band under his helmet. He loves the way you do everything, and he counts on you to make his morning more livable. He, having served in the Second World War just wants that stagnant comfort. You remind him of everything good. And that’s why he gets the exact same thing you recommended the first time he can to you. Coffee black, with one cream. Sausage Gravy and flaky biscuits, with fried chickens, and fruit. He memorizes it, and he carrys your voice like an anthem. (Going as far as to hide a Walkie-Talkie talkie in your house so he can tell what you’re doing when you get home.) he’s most calm when he can hear you breathe.
Spy: Jacques believed he was entitled to you before he even started working with Jane. He’d always seen you walking and constantly tried to woo you to no avail. He eventually decided he’d become very pissy with you when not offered sufficent attention. He’d become very very outspoken about his rejection, going so far as to track you til you threatened to tell the police. Not caring he’d advance till he managed to find where you lived. If you tried to change the place you’d stay it would only put you closer to him. And he liked it that way. Until he didn’t, until you started to feel off as well. The same song and dance skipped over and repeated and then where it ended it would start again. You’d change a tactic and he would ensure your day was hell until the day rewound.
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#yandere maynard conagher#yandere zed conagher#yandere Dell consgher emesis#yandere Fritz Ludwig#yandere Jane Doe emesis#yandere Jacques Morneau
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League of Legends Masterlist
Last Updated: October 2023
-Trapped (Yandere!Shieda Kayn x F!Reader): Kayn has you pressed up against a wall and you can no longer keep running away from him.
-The Book and a Cocktail (Sett x Reader) [MILD NSFW]: A day at the beach, you want to finish a novel, but things keep interrupting you.
-Unwilling (Yandere!Viego x Reader): In life, your job as a dancer was overwhelmed by Viego’s desire to have you to himself. It seemed that he never wanted to let you go...
-Company (Aphelios x Reader): You bring Aphelios some food and ramble a bit. Meanwhile, he’s thinking about some things.
-Always (Akali x Reader): Before Akali sets off, the two of you share some parting words.
-Work Together (Ezreal x Reader): You’re sent to do a mission with Ezreal but things go wrong.
-Future (Yandere!Viktor x Reader): In the confines of his study, you listen to Viktor's new idea and worry about its implications.
-Favorite (Shieda Kayn x Reader): Kayn has grown sick and tired of having to protect you, Zed's child, and denies enjoying his job as a bodyguard.
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you 🤝 me 🤝 deimos
being so normal about gil like so totally normal
yk i was thinkin actually- gil wif an s/o who's very physically affectionate? i think the big dumb boy deserves some love-
We three are the average Gil enjoyers and we stand strong. For our king, He deserves and will receive ALL affection physically possible.
Jokes aside it's great to see someone who also enjoys Gil +) !!! His part was short but sweet. I plan on writing for him a lot in the future too. Also Church and Jorge but I haven't gotten around to those two though. Either way this was really fun to write shugsuifhse !!!!!!! <3
Burger Gil w/ a physically affectionate s/o
GENRE - Romantic
TRIGGER WARNINGS - Kidnapping, Food mention, Toxic mindsets, manipulation
It'd start when he first takes you probably, Similar to what I wrote about in the drabble: You try to get up but he just sits you back down. But instead, You're hugging into him and he feels like he's about to combust
Drops the plate of food he's trying to give you and just stares in both disbelief and absolute devotion. He can't BELEIVE this is happening. To him of all people! I mean he IS quite the celebrity but … he's just Burger Gil and your YOU, wonderful, awe-inspiring you!
Congrats on being allowed to move around the kitchen, as long as you don't try going upstairs... But why would you when you can be so affectionate with him here.
He's love language in more gift giving and words of praise however he adores physical affection. Considerably shy when it comes to PDA so when you come along and start giving him physical affection. He can hardly control himself.
If it's in a more private setting, He's scooping you right up and peppering your face with kisses. He'll do whatever he can to return his physical affection because he loves you!!! he wants to prove he does and with every good feeling you give him, He wants to return to you!
If it's more public, I.E. in the actual store/upper floor. He'll be very flustered. He's bright red with blush. If Zed's can blush, Not 100% sure if that's possible but he's a blubbering mess who doesn't know how to react since he needs to be professional at his job!!!!!
Either way, It kinda makes his feelings towards you worse. It's like your feeding his obsessive tendencies like he does his " customers ". It's similar to rewarding your pet for bad behaviour, Not good for the long run.
You could manipulate this though if you were smart enough. You could make like it into a reward system of sorts if you wanted to him to be more manageable as a yandere. That's because he puts all his trust into you and knows you'll stay put! But if this were to be broken, no. You won't be allowed out the kitchen every again
Although escaping him in general would be hard with his speed. One of the fastest G0L3Ms there is so unless you do have a different mode of transportation that isn't on foot away from Famous Gil’s City style food & other fine consumables. You are probably gonna be dragged back kicking and screaming
With time he will start to come out of his shell and become more physically affectionate with you more in public.
If you play your cards right and are truly happy with him, Maybe it'll just end with him being possessive and wanting your opinion on everything.
But genuinely please give him love and adoration he oh so deserves. That's all he wants. You, him and making burgers with lots and lots of love, hugs and kisses in-between.
So what we can take away: Burger Gil + Affectionate S/O = Very very good.
#madness combat#yandere madness combat#madness combat x reader#yandere madness combat x reader#Burger Gil
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A concept for yandere dr crackpot from madness combat?
Sure! Here's the gremlin rat man- My bad internet blew up my format so I am hoping things are correct.
Yandere! Dr Crackpot Concept
Pairing: Romantic/Platonic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Implied stalking, Manipulation, Delusional behavior, Possessive behavior, Forced companionship, Abduction, Degrading behavior, Cults, Violence.
First of all, Crackpot is extremely unhinged.
Crackpot used to be confident and stuck-up before the fall of Nexus.
He has always been manipulative and pushy even before he lost his mind.
Crackpot only gets worse when he loses his mind... developing a God complex and starting his own cult in the sewers of Nexus City.
He's obsessive about his own creations and portrays himself as some sort of chosen one.
Crackpot's darling may be overwhelmed with how intense he can get towards them.
Crackpot is Obsessive, Delusional, Manipulative, Forceful, and Possessive.
He's driven by his beliefs and emotions to the point it's instinct.
Crackpot could've met you as a fellow scientist... then met you again after the fall of Nexus City.
When he still had his mind he often used his position to try and impress his darling.
The moment he becomes lead scientist instead of Christoff he's breathing down your neck for attention.
Crackpot is probably a yandere who enjoys praise.
His darling becomes his main source for such praise.
Or at least... he tries to get them to be.
Even when he's sane you think Crackpot's ambition alone is insane.
You knew from the start the Zed project would be a horrible idea.
But all Crackpot wanted to hear from you was endless praise.
Crackpot thrives off his darling's compliments even if they are scarce.
The moment you say something good about him, he eats it up like a starving animal.
Crackpot no doubt shows annoyance to your avoidance of him... but it sadly only adds to his obsession for later.
Crackpot follows his obsession around the Nexus Labs.
He isn't subtle in the slightest and likes to watch you like a hawk.
He claims he wants to know what you're working on... in reality he just likes to watch you.
Crackpot may not get a chance to fully explore his obsession until after the fall of Nexus.
His mind is eroded with Dissonance after his experiments...
Now he rules a cult in the sewers.
You meet him again when you try to take a short cut through the sewers.
Many have done it to avoid dangers on the surface.
Yet the dangers here are probably far worse than up there, as those who travel to the sewers soon find out.
Crackpot has numbers down here.
You feel as though you're being tracked down here when traversing through the stinking tunnels.
Green eyes stare at you like rats in the darkness before scurrying away.
You expect this to be another bandit situation... there's crazies everywhere in Nevada.
It's a bit... weirder than bandits.
Fanatics... a cult fascinated by the Zeds that infect this city.
It just so happens an old friend leads them.
Said old friend just so happens to learn of your existence through chatter among his "children" too.
If you are who he remembers you as, Crackpot is eager to greet you.
You have been brought to him by fate!
That means you're meant to stay here.
Crackpot stalks you through the sewers he calls his home, crawling about through small spaces and paddling through water.
He's like a hunter... waiting for the right time to strike.
The more he watches you explore his sewer home the more the memories of you come back.
He remembers everything... how he used to follow you, how he tried to impress you...
How you didn't think he was worth your time.
Such a thought angers him... but surely you'd change your mind now?
After all... now he has many "children" who believe in his cause!
You can't refuse him now.
The first thing Crackpot would try to do when he finds his darling is indoctrinate them into his cult.
The way you reunite is a bit brutal... Crackpot pounces on you like some sort of feral creature and you hit your head on the ground.
When you awake you're in his little "room".
Tied up by festive lights...
With Crackpot's glowing green mask staring at you with an eager excitement.
Crackpot wants to make his darling help lead his cult.
But with all your kicking and screaming it appears he'll have some work to do first.
Crackpot's dream is to have you care for his many "children" as he does in the sewer.
He should've had you long ago but you always eluded him.
Now how do you feel at his mercy?
Crackpot's mind runs on delusions.
He thinks his darling was sent to him as a divine gift.
He also thinks deep down you do love him.
You don't as he keeps dragging you by a lead of festive lights like a captive or a pet.
Crackpot is charismatic with his insane ramblings.
His followers, the fanatics, listen to everything he says.
You feel threatened at this as if you ever did escape... and one of them found out...
You'd have hundreds of fanatics chasing you down for their leader.
He doesn't even have to threaten you with it as you already have a feeling of what will happen.
Despite Crackpot indoctrinating you into his little "family", he's possessive.
Think of what happens when you try to steal a toy or piece of food from an animal, like a rat for example?
That's him.
Crackpot probably unironically hisses at those who try to get near you.
He also clings to you, often laying on you as some sort of comfort.
You can't tell if he just wants a familiar friend or is trying to be something more with you.
Honestly you aren't even sure if there's a sane thought behind that mask.
All you know is Crackpot treats you like a valuable possession.
Not even his followers get to be near you half the time.
Crackpot makes a rule that only he's able touch you and keep you.
Although if he trusts a follower enough they'll get time with you.
Overall, Crackpot has devolved into a feral animal for his obsession once he loses his mind.
He's possessive and has numbers to provide him aid if something goes wrong...
Leaving him will be a daunting task, you may just lose your mind too.
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I had this on my mind for a while thanks a post made by rotshop so hear me out, platonic yandere Hofnarr and Jeb, I just think it's a neat idea (I know that in canon Jeb was using Hofnarr but this is my scenario and in my scenario they are friends). I feel like Jebediah's obsession would have started a few years before he killed Phobos but he didn't show it openly, after that it only went downhill. For Hofnarr however I'd imagine that he was a lot more obvious with his fondness with you though it gets written off by many as just him being really excited that someone wants to be friends with him. He still (somehow) retains his obsession for you as Tricky and it's ten times worse.
I doubt the two would start an alliance after Hofnarr becomes Tricky without the input of their friend. If they can come up with a convincing enough argument. That is, if you'd want to associate yourself with them after what they have become.
If we were to go off the themes the two represent then you'd be death, the neutral party, peacekeeper, the only thing keeping the other two from tearing each other apart. It would take time before they even remotely started trusting each other again, but seeing how you tirelessly try to keep together a long torn apart friendship makes something klick in their heads. Maby it wouldn't be so bad if they were to bond together again, like before shit hit the fan.
They could get rid of competition, just like old times.
I do think that both Jeb and Hoff (Tricky) would see a mutual benefit for trying to keep the Player for themselves. I also agree that Jeb would slowly sink down into obsession over time, kinda like in Salty's fic where the Player is ripped away from Jeb after Phobos's downfall in order for a time skip to occur.
During their time apart, Jeb goes through the whole trials of killing Hank and dealing with Project Nexus. But the player returns before he officially joins the AAHW, seeing at the end of the game he's without his halo and is very wary of the employers.
Tricky on the other hand would probably decay into a form of mental torment while hoffnar's personality is slowly eroded away. Then hoffnar goes crazy, becomes a killer clown, dies, gets reanimated as a zed, learns to DJ, kills Hank, and revisits Nexus City after becoming a zed. In fact, Tricky may have been the first zed case to ever exist (if you ignore Jeb reanimating corpses in the 1st episode of the animation.) So that also means that Tricky is in Nexus City post zed outbreak and possibly may have returned to Nexus City shortly after Jeb did.
Jeb was maybe even looking for Hoffnar before he discovered Hank in his ruined office.
So, the two obviously know where the other is. So I think it would be of no surprise that the two would also figure (track) where the player is and both would eventually run into each other again.
Tensions are high between the two, but the potential of a mutual benefit, and the remains of a hollow friendship, may just rekindle some form of tolerance between the pair.
After all, Tricky is known to be nostalgic and Jeb has a lot of common enemies with Tricky. Why not kill the rivals? Just like old times.
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