yandere-dandelion
‼️tw yandere‼️
‼️just fantasy‼️
Call me Dandelion! I’m 18 and my pronouns are they/them. I do not endorse “yandere” behavior in real life. It is not romantic to stalk, control, or hurt someone.
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chūya as a yandere is so ): bc unlike some others, he doesn't take pleasure in locking his darling up, forcing them into submission etc... all he wants is a stable, healthy relationship, but he can't have that bc he has to protect you, he has to kidnap you in order to keep an eye on you, to keep you safe )):
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I am obsessed with your Yan!Chuuya and willing darling bc. Me. So so so me. I'd be worse, even. Even more willing darling incoming.
Poor thing doesn't even bother to confess, just goes right to kidnapping because everyone else left him, even if darling says yes that doesn't guarantee their safety :( he needs to keep them safe, he needs to control their environment so nothing and no-one can hurt them. So he slips a nifty little designer drug in their drink and whisks them away when they get woozy, petting them affectionately and reassuring them that everything will be okay, he'll keep them safe forever :)
But then? They wake up all groggy, their head pounding and mouth all pasty and gross, and he's immediately rushing over to give them water and waiting until they notice the chain around their ankle (he can't take any chances!!). Darling asks what's going on, all soft and confused, but when he explains the situation they.... Look delighted? He was prepared for a fight, kicking and screaming, he was ready for them to shut down and refuse to speak to him, but they're beaming at him? Blushing and fidgeting with the sheets, avoiding his gaze? Poor boy would have to take a walk to process everything I think.
He thinks they're just really good at faking it so he keeps a close eye, but... no, they really do just sit in bed and read or fidget with the toys he got them, sit on the floor and draw, trot up to the door until the chain pulls tight when they hear him coming and offer him a hug with a big, happy smile. Like a lover. Eventually he gives them free reign of his (huge) penthouse, though he still hides the knives and anything else that looks like it could be used for a weapon. But darling just watches TV? Sits on the kitchen counter and swings their legs, watching him cook? Runs up to the door whenever he comes home, wearing his clothes, smelling like his shampoo? And maybe he does have a chance after all, maybe they really aren't faking it.
(Sorry I'm just absolutely whipped I mean come on. Like I wouldn't be obsessed right back at him. I love that last completely willing darling hc especially him taking them outside just. Man takes me for a walk holding me so I can't escape, as if I wouldn't take any chance I got to slide my arms right around that delicious, tiny waist of his and grope to my filthy little heart's content. Anyway yes I love him I love this.)
ANON YOU ARE LIKE. SO GOOD AT WORDING THINGS UGHHHHH
sorry YOUR IDEAS R SOOO GOOD AND I WISH I COULDVE THOUGHT ABOUT IT AND WORDED IT LIKE YOU DID IN THE POST AGHHHH IM JEALOUS
but ILY/P YOUR THOUGHTS R SOOOO AMAIZNGNFIFJ
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can't you look at me?
tw: bloody dazai under the cut
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00. ─── tw: yandere content, dark themes.
viper, shidou, dottore, kaeya, yae, ayato, fyodor, agatha, dabi, shigaraki, jade, rook, leona.
yan!partner who lets you run, who lets you fall into the dumb illusion that you had a chance to escape their hands. they leave all opportunities, all necessary information. they did it on purpose from the beginning. making you tempted to escape.
part of them wanted you to be obedient, but the other… oh the other part… it wanted you to fight. something inside them begged you to have an ounce of self-will left within yourself.
just imagining the thrill of following your tracks, of chasing you again like a cat chasing a mouse, they feel something wake up inside them. yan!partner who waited for years of their lives just to have this emotion. just to live this moment.
the moment, they would play hunt and prey with you. it's not just the thrill of running after you, it's also the thrill of seeing your hopes trampled. to see your frightened eyes, tears threatening to run down your beautiful cheeks.
they couldn't wish for anything better than this.
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Cello
Yandere!Fyodor x Reader
I am spanish and I have no idea of english, I translated this by google so I am sorry if there are mistakes, idk
it's the first time I write for him so it's probably that fyodor is quite out of character, sorry for that too.
tw: kidnapping, yandere, manipulation¿, mentions of god, I think, fyodor is a general tw.
I have been a whole month kidnapped by Fyodor.
The first three weeks there I was in a dark and empty basement, typical of a horror movie. I don't remember much from when I was in the basement, my brain decided that the best thing for me would be to forget everything I experienced there, I only remember very specific things.
I remember that he didn't talk to me until the first week, and that I stopped crying on the fifth day. Since I stopped crying the emotions disappeared, there was fear, of course, but at a lower intensity than at the beginning.
After my stay in the basement he decided to take me upstairs, he gave me a room to myself and from then on all our interactions were cold and distant, almost null most of the time.
Today I decided to go back to writing, a hobby I had before I was kidnapped. It was relaxing and made me feel a little better, it made that emotional block that I had been carrying with me since the fifth day here disappear for a few seconds.
Everything was going well until I heard his cello being played, that made me not be able to continue writing. I don't know why I couldn't continue, maybe the simple fact of knowing that Fyodor was just a door away from me made me disconcerted. Now, for some reason, I am about to open that door that separated us.
I opened the door cautiously. The room is moderately large, with Fyodor in the middle, seated and holding the cello between his legs. His slender hands play the chords of a song, unknown to me, with such elegance, he has an amazing composure as his fingers lightly press the strings of the cello. His face is expressionless and cold, but suddenly he looks at me out of the corner of his eye.
The silence is suddenly deafening, with the atmosphere too tense to be true. Fyodor stops playing his cello and looks directly at me.
"I'm sorry, did I break your concentration?" I break the silence in when it becomes too much for me. It's been a while since he's spoken, not in full sentences, at least.
His gaze is different, I can't describe it accurately. I've never been able to describe Fyodor accurately.
"No, I was simply thinking about the meaning of your actions." Was it curiosity I'm noticing in his tone? I really don't know, I'm not that good at reading people.
Fyodor put his cello aside and approaches me calmly. He's much taller than me, much to my disgrace. I can smell his cologne on him, it's heady and expensive, I wouldn't mind smelling it any longer.
He smiled slightly, a fake smile, his eyes didn't move from his cold expression.
"There's not much to think about it." Even I didn't know why I walked in. "I guess I wanted to hear you play your cello closer, it sounds beautiful."
I noticed a small change in his expression, now he was really smiling, not only his mouth but also his eyes formed a smile. He keeps his hands folded behind his back as he looks at me intently. I feel nervous about his whole body language, and more so about the fact that he hides his hands, he can perfectly kill me with them in just seconds and I wouldn't see it coming.
"You were looking at me, weren't you? And yet you didn't join me. It's strange that you want to look at me."
The mere thought of approaching him and hearing him play gave me chills. I just shrugged, hoping that would be answer enough for him.
"Will you keep playing?"
"Of course, would you like to join me this time?" Fyodor's smile softened as he said those words, and I, surprisingly, returned the same smile.
"Sure."
I followed him to the center of the room, he sat in his chair and I sat on the floor beneath him. He feeling of inferiority didn't take long to come from being in this position, and more so with his gaze fixed on me, making me feel like I was prey.
I listen attentively to Fyodor's melody, while playing with my hair from time to time to try to calm the nerves of being under Fyodor. My gaze is riveted on him, I feel like a believer watching his God. From the perspective below, Fyodor's features stood out much more, making everything even more enigmatic.
Fyodor stopped playing and looked at me with those violet eyes, pale and piercing, calculating yet peaceful. "What is it, маленькая мышь?" he looked like he could almost read my mind.
"What's in that pretty head of yours?" He almost seemed to want to annoy me by the way I looked at him, and more so when he kept a playful smile on his lips.
"Nothing important…" I felt too helpless against Fyodor, against the closest thing to a god in this world. I'm on the ground in front of the Russian, completely vulnerable and helpless, I'm easy prey for him.
"Lying to your God?" his hand came to rest on my hair and began to slowly stroke it. The first affectionate touch I had had in this whole month, it was inevitable to enjoy it and it was inevitable to close my eyes so I could feel it better.
"I'm sorry…" I know very well that Fyodor could kill me simply by activating his ability right now, but for some reason I simply couldn't feel fear about it. I simply stopped bothering and let myself go.
"You belong to me, моя любовь." His hand went down to my cheek and I just leaned against it. "I will never let you go, мой дорогой." He seemed to be talking more to himself than to me, but I nodded anyway.
"I know, I won't try to leave." And I'm not lying, I don't have it in my plans to try, I know well what Fyodor is capable of.
"You have no choice." I opened my eyes slowly to see his figure looming over me, he had a sadistic smile on his face, and leaned closer. His eyes moved to my lips. "If you try to leave, you will be punished."
I don't like that word, punish, it makes me feel like a helpless child.
That was a bitter thought, to think of Fyodor as a father angry at his son for disobeying, to think of Fyodor as a God angry at his worshipper for not having faith.
I nodded again as I snuggled even more against his hand. Comfortable enough to forget those thoughts, comfortable enough to forget the situation I was in.
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I can’t stop thinking about yanderes with long hair (nikolai and sigma) tying their hair back when punishing you..
Like imagine Nikolai just leaning over you with a sadistic smile on his face as he braids his hair ready to punish you..
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Yandere toxic deku 🥺🥺🥺
I absolutely adore the idea of yandere Deku having an entire notebook dedicated to his darling, perhaps more than one, and being obsessive over them like he’s obsessed with heroes.
I can easily imagine him being extremely overprotective. He’s been through a lot of trauma and just desperately wants to keep you safe. Or at least, that’s what he tells himself.
He’s strong even without One for All, he can easily grab you if you try to walk away from him and is more than capable of breaking down doors if you try to lock him out. Even if he couldn’t, he’s clever and would probably find some other way in.
He might also use Blackwhip to grab you and pull you back if you try to walk away. I like that concept a lot.
Deku isn’t above using his status and influence against you. He could easily make you public enemy number one if he wanted, you know how people are with celebrities. People trust him more than they trust you. He’s proven himself to be a good and trustworthy hero, and you’re just some rando. Who would they believe?
In arguments, Deku plays the victim a lot, as if he’s not the one with the power. A power imbalance would be putting it lightly.
He would often tell you how lucky you are to have someone like him— you’re just some rando, and he’s a hero! He’d accuse you of being ungrateful and tell you he could easily find someone better if he wanted.
He’d use intimidation against you as well as people who try to talk to you. Eventually, he’d probably scare everyone off until you’re completely isolated.
He might intentionally put you in harm’s way so he can pose as some kind of savior.
Deku definitely seems like he would be extremely affectionate all the damn time, even if you tell him you’re uncomfortable. It’s not like you can stop him 🤷🏻
He constantly reminds you of how much stronger he is, both overtly and subtly. He makes you feel weak and small and stupid and helpless, and honestly? Compared to him, you are.
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Hello! May I req about reader attempting to piss off/surprise attack Dazai (BSD) so that he would kill them please? Just one character, and in scenarios would be fitting i think or it can be up to you. Thanks!
✧Attempting to Provoke Him✧ — Dazai Osamu
First time writing for Dazai, so hope this is good!
Warning(s): Talk of Suicide and Death (Thanatos Theory), Hints of Manipulation
Currently Playing: Two Breaths Walking (Reloaded) cover by Rachie
"Hey,
What are you living off of?
Who is it that drives you to go on?
Who is it that you think of?
Have you learned all of the words to say?"
It seems like you're under the influence of Thanatos. The desire of death; your untimely demise.
Something all too familiar with Dazai. However, his approach to the concept is different from yours. Well at least, in terms of how you'd like your end to be. His own methods have changed, but oh...some things just stay the same even after years have passed.
He thinks about how empty you must feel. What drove such a hole into that heart of yours in order to cause this need to have your short life ended. He'll find out that answer eventually; he always figures it out in the end. It's futile to even try to hide your true reasoning behind it. The kicker of it all being that you wish for Dazai to be the one to cut your life abruptly.
Something was wrong with this. No human being would want to commit a death that is by the hands of someone else. They'd rather do it by their own hand; to feel that sweet sense of control they never had in their lives. Why do you want someone to kill you? Well no matter, it is something he'll find out. He knows too well you won't give an answer. No person is ever honest when it comes to their darkest emotions.
Your attempts to annoy/surprise him, amuse Dazai greatly and he never takes them seriously...on the surface. He simply plays along and laughs like it's all a joke. Treats it like a game. "Oh! Nice try~ You'll have to be more stealthy than that!" Your actions are met with head pats or affectionately pinching your cheeks. You're adorable. Just like that silly little head of yours to even believe you can achieve what you want.
Those methods are in vain as he can clearly tell its you ever time you try to catch him off guard. You think just because these methods are a clear plead to be killed, they would actually give you what you want? Oh, you're naive. Dazai had already known your intentions. Everyone else could assume you are being silly, but he knows better. He's seen the glint in your eyes when you approach him with a new scheme. He's seen it before.
You're his darling after all. He knows you more than you know yourself. You want to know what does piss him off? That you want to leave this world on your own. Without him. Dazai internally scoffs at your attempts to ignite a strong reaction out of him, but they still amuse him as said before.
So let's get things straight, you are not going to receive what you desire, darling. Well, at least, not on your terms. One, you're not dying until Dazai decides it's time and two, it will be in the form of a double suicide. In order for that to be, you have to be on the same page as him. Don't worry though, Dazai has that all figured out. You'll eventually come around to the idea if you're initially against it. Wouldn't you rather see the experience of pure bliss on your beloved's face before you go? It's better than seeing resentment.
For now, you're obviously a danger to yourself, aren't you? It seems like you're at a point in your life where you simply have no control over it. The reins are no where to be found; hands feebly trying to grasp them. Someone else has to grab them for you. Whether you want it or not, that hole in your heart will be filled...with him. Dazai will make you see him as your reason to live. The absolute control over your life.
He smiles at the thought of it. What a lovely thing to think of. It will not remain just a thought though, as he plans to make that a reality. He will commend you, despite how foolish your efforts are, you certainly gave Dazai something interesting to work with. Things were going to be simple, but now a bump in the road is present. Even if it is a minor one. You're making things easier, but the good kind.
Challenging your perspective will be fun. Making you question what you initially believed will be a joy. Your original reason for the desire of death will change and Dazai will look forward to that. He looks forward to seeing you look at him like he's your lifeline.
"From today you’ll be the air I breathe
your breath is everything in me
The "I love you's" we tried to say
That we screwed up, but not today"
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I'm going BATSHIT for ur demon au omfg imagine poor little reader with a health condition like pots which can cause fainting! I'm curious to see how they would react, I think chuuya would always send his little minions to watch you if he couldn't. Dazai on the other hand wouldn't be hidden about watching you like chuuya he would probs be trailing right be hind you like a guard dog making sure it's poor owner is alright! They're poor little darling is so fragile after all </3
you're so right!!! im just gonna generalize w darling who gets sick often
cw: yandere characters, stalking, invasion of privacy
dazai gets it in his head that you need to be constantly watched, and by him (aka the best guard dog you can ask for), so he follows you around everywhere, sits awkwardly close to you even at home, and watches you at every moment he can (it was a huge struggle to convince him you don't need watching over while showering). going out also means he'll have your hand in his in a tight grip, and never leaves your side. if you do happen to fall in, he takes to the position of nurse with shockingly natural ease. it's annoying when he's constantly coddling you, but there's no escaping nurse dazai once he starts. spoonfeeds you all his very nutritious homemade meals (just...don't ask what's inside), tucks you in before you sleep, insists on reading to you—except the book in question is your journal, and even offers to sing you to sleep. he also makes the most annoying comments about how fragile you are and how much he needs to take care of you and aren't you just grateful that you have such a reliable demon by your side?
chuuya pretends like he could care less. what's new about humans falling ill every five minutes? why should he care? you can take care of yourself; except without you knowing, he's worrying to the extreme. has his followers find him the best medicine to relieve your symptoms, does all the research he can about your illness, and ahs them watch over you when you're out and about. chuuya leaves all the things he's bought for you, including medicine and food and drinks (a giant, expensive care package, essentially) at your doorstep and refuses to admit it was from him. makes you your favorite meals if you're able to eat it and refuses to leave your side when you're resting, just in case. of course, all the while he's making some snarky comment about how you're always sick and dependent on his help :>
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Dazai likes having someone to take care of; It helps him to take care of himself. After all, if he goes, who will be there to look after you? He doesn’t realize just how much he likes it until he’s slipping things into your drinks and food, keeping you in your sick and weakened state.
Surely he isn’t doing anything wrong, you’d be scolding him if he was. And yet, you thank him so genuinely, looking at him with such hopeful and appreciative eyes... He’s definitely doing the right thing, he’s taking care of you! Anyone would appreciate that, right?
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yandere feburary event day 25
“I know how fucked up this is. It’s just―there’s no other way I can keep you safe.”
your head was pounding and your vision blurred as you arose. you attempted to get a grasp of your surroundings, but no matter how hard you tried you just couldn’t get your eyesight to focus. you quickly find yourself growing frustrated, everytime your vision cleared for even a second your surroundings were quickly muddled back into indistinguishable smears. you went to push yourself off of your bed, only to find you couldn’t. nothing was physically restraining you, but movement was difficult all the same. your limbs felt weighted and even when you had propped yourself to sit upright, you instantly fell backwards. it felt like gravity itself had become your enemy.
a voice broke through the silence. if you could, you would flinch. you live alone. you shouldn’t be hearing any voices. but now that you looked at it, even with your impaired vision, you could see that this was definitely not your room. and you were in no state to even attempt to decipher what it was.
the voice spoke again, less muffled this time, but still unintelligible. then the smudges above you shifted. new blobs of color entered your slightline, the colors began to bend and distort before finally molding into something vaguely person-like.
“-ou listening? i asked if you can hear me.”
the third time the voice rang out, you could finally make out the words. and after an extra second or two spent processing them, you offered a strained nod. which seemed to cause the figure to deflate slightly, shoulders slumping like a weight had been lifted off of them.
“hgau what’s going on..? where… where am i?” you tried your best to form a coherent sentence despite feeling as though your mind had been turned to stew.
“… you’re at my house.” the figure spoke stiffly.
“what’s wrong with me…? am i dying?”
“no, you’re not dying.” the person responded all too quickly before cursing slightly under their breath. “it’s just the sedative.. damnit, mori said it’d have worn off by now… shit.” it sighed. “whatever, you’ll be back to normal soon, so just don’t worry, okay?”
“sed..ative?” you mumbled back, anxiety dripping into your tone.
the figure stiffened, a pause of silence leading you to assume it was choosing its next words carefully. but before it could respond, you spoke up again.
“who, are you? i think… i think i know your voice.”
“you- you don’t recognize me? oh wait.. you can’t see well, can you? alright. it’s me, chuuya.”
“chuuya…” you played with the name in your mouth, waiting for the gears to turn in your head. putting the pieces together took far longer than it normally would, but it clicked eventually. your eyes widened.
“chuuya.. you said, you said there was a sedative? what’s going on? did you drug me?” your tone grew panicked as you tried to push yourself up, only succeeding in squirming a few inches at most.
“woah- hey! calm down.” chuuya rested his palm on your shoulder in an attempt to settle you. it worked, a little. physically you stopped moving, but you were still hyperventilating.
“that’s it… it’s okay, you’re okay. don’t freak out.” after a few more seconds of cooing and trying to soothe your panic, he spoke again. “i know how fucked up this is. it’s just―there’s no other way i can keep you safe.”
“safe from what?”
“i… listen. there’s some people out there, people you don’t know about, but i think- i worry they might try to hurt you to get to me, and i can’t risk that, okay? i’m sorry. i didn’t want it to be this way. but if i have to do this to keep you safe, i will.”
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00. ─── tw: yandere content, dark themes.
yan!bf who wipes your tears with patience, aiming to comfort you. he can understand the value you place on your friends and family, but don't expect him to let you get back in touch with them. he will comfort you and do his best to get you used to your new home and lifestyle, trying to show you that the only thing you need is him.
yan!bf who doesn't care about the slaps and offenses you throw at him, calmly waiting for you to collect yourself and finally decide to listen to the words he has to say.
yan!bf who explains detail by detail the reasons why he hid you from the world. he runs his hand over your face lovingly, looking straight into your eyes, so you understand all the love and concern that exists within him. when he leaves for a moment, you think maybe he got your point, only to be disappointed when he returns with a glass of water.
"drink it, you probably need it after shedding so many tears." accepting a drink from him would be the last thing you'd do if you were in your right mind, but thirst got the better of you, and it wasn't long before you felt a drowsiness take over your body.
─── kaveh, zhongli, isagi, sigma, dan heng, izuku, gekko, sova.
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We need more yandere ranpo🥺
we do...
cw: yandere character, jealousy, ranpo is a lil mean
ranpo as a yandere would be so difficult to deal with, since he's so confident in his own ability to keep you by his side. but i like to think that with enough affection and coddling, you can get him to lower his guard and evade him, if only for a little while. he's not easy to fool, but once he's fallen, he doesn't want to believe that you'd want to leave him
ranpo w a villain darling...he loves the little games, and he loves how you can keep up with him. always a step ahead, always ready in case things go south, he hasn't found someone to challenge him in a long time. he purposely lets you slip away sometime, knowing that he will catch you during the height of your time, just to send a message—he's only been entertaining this chase because he thought your efforts were cute, but it won't last forever.
ranpo w a darling who's always so impressed by him. maybe you're a fan (like in promotion)? you're always in awe of him, gushing over how cool and smart he is, and how you'd never have guessed that the case would turn out that way. he gets so jealous when you talk about anyone else—kunikida, whose unperturbed actions win you over, mushitarou, whose title of detecive killer, and his ability that intrigues you, or even poe, who unknowingly wins you over with his charms. ranpo's words to you are slightly condescending, but he finds you awfully endearing; its's just the reality that you'd forever be a little dumb to him. don't worry, he likes you all the same :)
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tuna I have a mini yan concept that has been ITCHING my brain and I need to tell u now now now
yanderes who poison their darlings. not enough to kill, not even enough to notice: just enough to make you sick. they love you so much, they're so OBSESSED with you... but they also hate you. you're so independent, so stoic, so resistant when they try to get you to love them; to rely on them and submit to them. so, they decide to make you *weak.* they just wanna see you all pathetic and needy soooo bad, begging for them to take care of you </3 which of course, they will delight in.
just a few drops of this in your food and you'll be out of commission for the next week, and they'll have you all to themself <3
ggahshsghaaa just... having a yan that's soo obsessed with taking care of you <3 that wants to take a strong, independent darling and make them pathetic <3
I feel like this is a major dazai and fyodor thing. maybe jouno too.
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cw: poisoning, yandere characters
it works perfectly when a yandere likes you for your stubbornness, for the bite in your words—it's who you are. but sometimes, it gets too much.
dazai for instance, as someone so desperate for you to reciprocate his affection and love, would hate how standoffish you can be. it was cute the first few weeks, but now, he just wants a moment where you're compliant and unable to stop him from coddling you and spending every waking moment by your side. it's not all that unusual to you, either, dazai has always been excited and happy to nurse you when you're sick, and this is just another one of those situations. sure, there's no real cause for your sudden bouts of weakness, but you're too tired to think about it too much, and dazai keeps you pretty occupied.
fyodor generally doesn't want you to be so rude and curt with him. he's doing you a favor, by protecting you from the ugly world, and now, he's helping you stay home and not risk your life outside with all those ability users running around. this also helps him hide his doa-related crimes from you if he wants since you're constantly bedridden and unable to do anything else. it is a funny thought to see fyodor caring for someone when he's already so sickly, but he comes in to check on you every few hours and he may even tell you that your weak state is a result of mingling too much with ability users (apart from him, since he's only using his to carry out god's will). you don't have to believe it, and you probably won't believe it now, but when it comes to the point that you're constantly ill and exhausted of how sick you are, you're willing to do anything to stop it. of course you know it's fyodor; you'd be a fool not to know, but if pretending that you agree with him stops him from poisoning you so often, you'll take it.
jouno resorts to this as a worst-case scenario. he doesn't want to hurt you, but you just don't listen! regardless of whether it's a civilian/villain/hunting dog darling, he only uses this if you really refuse to heed his warnings. jouno knows all about the dangers you're exposing yourself to on a daily by leaving his side, and since you won't take care of yourself, you leave him no choice. i think the poisoning thing is also a way for him to keep a handle on you. since all the hunting dogs are tied to the military by the monthly checkups that kill them otherwise, jouno decides to use a similar tactic on you. unlike the other yanderes here, jouno would make it clear he poisoned you. he even tells you that only he has the antidote, and if you want it, well...you'll just have to convince him that you deserve it, no? i can see him upping the dose for when you're particularly getting on his nerves, and so on ^-^
it makes things easier because you can't blame them for keeping you in either, since they're not stopping you themselves, right? even if you're convinced it's the yandere who's at fault, causing you harm, you have no evidence. they're exceptionally good at hiding it, (especially since we're talking about dazai/fyodor/jouno).
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hey it's my first time requesting so idk if this is the correct way to do it but...
could I request dazai with a darling that always tries to outsmart him (but fails)
Thanks for the request!
Warning for Violence (Blood, Attempts to kill/immobilize), Sexual Content (Boners)
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♡ It really only makes you more adorable in his eyes. There you are, grumbling in a corner, hatching your plans, while Dazai watches you with a grin on his face. He knows about the few items you snatched and hid in your pillowcase. Sometimes he ignores them on purpose, so it's a surprise to see what you're up to. But if he does catch a glance, he usually figures out your plans. Sometimes he slips in some bobby pins or the one thing you miss so your plan can work, just to make things more exciting for the both of you before waiting for you to act on it.
♡ Some plans involve merely escaping, Dazai always waiting for you to poke your head out of the chosen door or window, waving and congratulating you for your attempt before stuffing you back inside. The real fun only begins when you start getting physical. Knocking him out, spiking his tea with the meds he provided, and "accidentally" left out in the open. He pretends to be out cold while your hands roam through his pockets, finding nothing but dust and candy while you search for a key. It's something Dazai could get used to, having you explore him so thoroughly, but you always realize much too quickly he's awake, as he can't help his pants from straining against his crotch. When you look up at his face, staring into his wide-open eyes, all he says is, "Oopsie! You got me!"
♡ Getting stabbed is a little annoying, admittedly, but seeing you struggle to actually kill him is all the more exciting for him. You hate him, you want to escape, but you're not a born-and-raised murderer. It doesn't come easily to you to actually slit his throat, but damn, you're so sexy, straddling him, threatening his life with the butterknife he saw you swipe from the breakfast table. His hands roam your legs, hips bucking and making you gasp as you tell him to stop fucking moving. Still, his grin only grows unnervingly wide by the time he reaches your wrists, grabbing them and flipping you over. Before you know it, Dazai has you pinned under him, blood trickling from a shallow cut in his cheeks while he asks if you're ready to die with him, considering how easily you decided to kill him. It awakens the psycho in him, making you wish you wouldn't have acted on this dumb idea.
♡ Even Dazai understands how frustrating it is when nothing ever works, so he occasionally lets you 'win'. It's more of a reward for good behavior or when it's your 'anniversary' with him, but he pretends to mess up, letting you slip from his grasp, counting to ten before pursuing you. It has led to some wonderful chases around town and even through parks and forests, there being no better feeling than finally catching up to you, throwing you against a wall, and through breathless gasps, kissing you until you both almost pass out. Nothing could ever describe the feeling of lifting you up into his arms and carrying you back to his hideout, knowing you are his and can never escape him, no matter how much you try and cry in his arms. It's liberating to know nothing can take you from him, no plan, and no one else, and once the door closes behind your two, he'll get to have fun punishing you like you deserve.
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Dazai likes having someone to take care of; It helps him to take care of himself. After all, if he goes, who will be there to look after you? He doesn’t realize just how much he likes it until he’s slipping things into your drinks and food, keeping you in your sick and weakened state.
Surely he isn’t doing anything wrong, you’d be scolding him if he was. And yet, you thank him so genuinely, looking at him with such hopeful and appreciative eyes... He’s definitely doing the right thing, he’s taking care of you! Anyone would appreciate that, right?
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the crimson I crave
#01 一 FEATURING : vampire!nikolai, vampire!fyodor, fem!reader
#02 ニ ASK : [from anon and 🌃anon]
#03 三 NOTES : this isn’t a continuation from the past two fics of vamp!kolya (entirely different au with few similarities). and both are red flags in this! reblogs, comments, interactions with this fic is highly appreciated because holy fucking shit this is so long. apologies for any mistakes!💜
#04 四 CONTENT : vampire theme, very suggestive (borderline smut), fluff, blood-sucking, very intimate touching, possessive behaviour, borderline obsessive!nikolai, jealousy, hints of masochism, dubcon, dark content (just incase), fem!reader, word count 11.0k+
#05 五 SONG PLAYING : erika lundmoen - yad, lloyd - all i need (slowed)
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VERY SUGGESTIVE // ‘DARK’ CONTENT
It was heavily raining. The library was eerily darker than usual as the heavy cloud of rain shadowed the moon, masking the natural light during the night. In the dark library, only the candles were the sources of light. Glad the small fire was covered with glass, so the cold breathy air from the window could not threaten to kill the only hue in the room.
“My dove.”
You flinched in surprise and turned around from the window, seeing the master of the mansion standing between the shelves, looking at you. You hugged the book in your arms close to your chest in nervousness as he approached you.
Nikolai’s arm reached out, his hand resting on your hip as he looked out the window. You pressed your lips, a bit shivering not from fear but mostly from the cold that arose the moment Nikolai stood very close to you. His hand that was on your hip felt like frost, colder than the chilly air in the room.
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