[admiration-obsession]

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Intro

<3 Hello, I'm admiration-obsession, and this is a dark content oc blog!

<3 You can call me admire, and I use they/them pronouns. I'm eighteen and nonbinary!

<3 I was inspired by several yandere oc blogs here on tumblr so if you've seen me interacting from my main blog (@rebloggiest-reblogger) then you're probably a source of inspiration for me!

<3 Honestly, I have no concrete plans for this but ground rules are in order.

Rules

<3 You are the arbiter of your own intake on the internet. I plan on writing content that's unsetting and distressing for individuals. Warning will be at the top for specifics, but I may forget to tag properly. Blanket warning for yandere, dark, and toxic relationships. If that is not your thing, please keep moving.

<3 I do allow requests but I'm terrible at writing them lol. Asks are much better for me, but I'm not the type of person to ever close my ask box, so if you want to, talk to me. However, that is not an excuse to vent in my askbox, it's simply to learn more about the daydreams I'm typing out for you all.

<3 At the moment, I don't plan on writing smut, but alluding to it. Discussions of it and some specifics are okay, but I have a hard no with scat and vomit kinks, so if they're prevalent in your ask, I'm deleting them and possibly blocking you.

<3 If I ignore you ask, I ignore the ask. It's no hard feelings, sometimes I don't just spark joy from it.

<3 Homophobia, racism, transphobia, and other hateful behaviours will not be tolerated. I may choose to write about them in an indulgent way, but myself nor my characters are going to be prejudice.

<3 Unless requested otherwise, my readers are gender neutral and use they/them pronouns. Feel free to read as if they use your pronouns or request something with the specific ones you use.

Tags

admire-speaks - general info and thoughts, usually not connected to a specific character or story

sara silvers - everything on our yandere prom queen

incredible oc - everything on our yandere superhero

isaac barclay - everything on our yandere student council president

Masterlist

[admiration-obsession]

Base Yandere Alphabet

Feel free to request any of my OCs or use in your own writing!

A - Admiration - What do they admire about you?

B - Blood - How messy are they able to become?

C - Courting - How do they try to garner your affections?

D - Delusion - What is the delusion they're living in? How delusional are they?

E - Exposed - How exposed do they make themselves in front of you?

F - Fight - What do you all fight about? How do they feel about fighting? How often do you fight?

G - Game - How easygoing are they?

H - Home - How does your home feel like? How do they live and how do they integrate you into that.

I - Instigation - How does he start things?

J - Jealousy - How jealous do they get? Who makes them jealous? What happens when they're jealous?

K - Kidnap - How do they bring you into the fold?

L - Letters - How does he silently show you that they're there.

M - Money - How much money do they have? How do they use it?

N - No - What would they never do? What is the line they would never cross?

O - Oppression - How many privileges do you have? How are you allowed to behave?

P - Patience - How patient are they with their partner? What would happen if they finally snapped?

Q - Quiet - How do they handle you broken?

R - Regret - What do they regret doing with you? DO they regret what they've done with you?

S - Strengths - What are they're biggest strengths?

T - Touch - How do they handle having you in their grasp?

U - Unique - What makes them unique?

V - Visit - How often can people visit? How often do you see the outside world?

W - Willpower - How strong are you? How does he break? What happens when he breaks?

X - (E)Xes - Do they have any exes?

Y - Yearning - How do they yearn for you? How to they handle these feelings?

Z - Zero Tolerance - What do they not have any tolerance for? What behaviors are not accepted?

[admiration-obsession]

meet your darling prom queen,

Sara Silvers

<3 She's more than just the richest, hottest, smartest girl in school, she's the Queen, a title she's held for years now, being a senior.

<3 She knows what she wants and how to get it. Designer clothes, one too many free periods. Cheer captain and Student Council President. What she asks for, she gets handed to her with a smile or a flash of her cash.

<3 But something new came into her mind, invading and taking hold like an ever-catchy pop song on the radio. It was you, a cohort, a fellow student.

<3 Oh where had you been? She's adamant that you must be new. How could she not have seen you before? How could she be so unobservant and self absorbed? You've unlocked something in her and she never wants to let go of it.

<3 Of course she slides next to you in class. She glances at your name on your paper, writing it down in order to pay some geek to look up everything about you. She smiles and introduces herself jovially. How could she be unhappy in your presence? How could she want for anything else when you're beside her so.

<3 You admit to knowing who she is. And the rumors that surround her. How she bought her way onto clubs and committees. How she pays for people to do her work and how she hasn't had to do a single thing she doesn't want to do in her entire life.

<3 In all honesty, your words sting a bit, but her parents always told her the best things were painful: beauty, love, work. She would just have to work through it.

<3 And work through it she would. Scratch letting some pathetic freak looking into you and being touched like she has been. No, she knows what needs to be done: a total reputation rehaul in your eyes. Fix how you see her before making you hers to rule besides.

<3 She miles with determination. Sara's never had a goal like this. Everything's been handed to the Prom Queen, and there is a certain kind of rush in satisfaction, after all.

[admiration-obsession]

meet your student council president,

Isaac Barclay

<3 It was as if overnight, attention from the Student Council President went from the school at large to little ol' you.

<3 It wasn't like you did anything to deserve it really. You weren't stellar, going above and beyond for the school. Nor were you a major delinquent, trying to burn the school to the ground and everyone alongside it.

<3 You were just, you. And just you was perfect enough.

<3 He locked eyes with you during a pep rally. Homecoming was around the corner and this was a way of gaining support and upping morale. If the school was behind their team, the team would feel better and play better. And if the team won, the school would do better and feel better. It was a cycle, but someone had to start it.

<3 And that someone was Isaac. He was willing to go the extra mile and become a leader. After all, he was going to become something and this was his testing ground.

<3 And after looking into your eyes in the middle of the crowd, he wants you beside his side for it.

<3 It's well known that every good leader has a partner beside them, someone to help them unpack all of their stress and bounce ideas off of. Someone to be there at the end of long days and someone to make the world better for.

<3 He wants that person to be you. All of his plans are being quickly reworked in order to involve you. All of his life is shifting, aligning to include you in it. He finds what you want to be, who you want to become. He weaves it into his life plan, so that you two can help each other build each other up.

<3 And it all starts with a dance at homecoming.

<3 Even if it was too last minute to ask you as his date, he was able to snag some time with you. In between handling the votes and keeping the chaperones diligent, keeping the buffet table well stocked and the DJ playing music that the student body actually liked, Isaac was a bit swamped.

<3 But as the music slows and all of the single people start to clear out, he takes your hand. And it may be the spiked punch humming through your veins or the music slowing, but you take it.

<3 And with that, you've sealed your fate.

[admiration-obsession]

meet your personal superhero,

Incredible!

<3 He's everything the world's ever needed. A hero, one without discrimination for who he saves. Wholly righteous and the epitome of justice!

<3 Until he meets you, that is.

<3 For you see, Invincible was created to be a safeguard against threats. Countries could call upon him when something big went down and he could do more than what an entire army could do, all without even taking a breath. He was Earth's only true hero, a man who broke the mold and who has been replicated, but never to the success of the original.

<3 He was truly Incredible! But he was extremely alone.

<3 Flying off around the world, meeting and saving foreign dignitaries, giving speeches and stopping disasters was fun and all, but he was given anything he could possibly imagine, except for the one thing he wants...

<3 Domesticity.

<3 Built as a grown man, he's never had a family. Sure, he refers to the head scientist as his mom and her former lover as an ever elusive dad, but he's an adult without real roots. A man with memories, emotions, or connections that have been completely fabricated by a team of world leaders in an effort to make a singular killing machine, or many if their plans weren't foiled.

<3 But, he's found the domestic all on his own. And it comes in the form of you.

<3 In disguised, he heads to a local coffee shop. The grand hotel suite this country put him in is nice and all, but a place is best explored by where the locals hang out. He's been in enough cities and on enough tours not to trust the tourism industry.

<3 And he's been to countless places, but after a death-defying save and fancy celebration dinner held by the country's leader who shoved countless women to his face, Incredible didn't expect to find someone that actually caught his eye, you.

<3 You, working on some work in the middle of a coffee shop in a city he hadn't even heard of before jet setting off to here. Oh but does he know it now! Does he remember everything about this place, aiming to eventually recreate it brick by brick so that he can always stand in the place he first saw your beautiful face.

<3 He gets himself an obscenely sugary drink and slides into the seat across from you. He keeps the hood on his head, but demorphs from his disguise, showing you his true face as he asks for your number. After all, all relationships, are built on a bedrock of honesty and trust—his pseudo mother told him that, over a wine and bitch night, where she talked about the man who made sure there wouldn't be another version of Incredible!

<3 Incredible whispers. His voice is recognizable, after all. He talks to you like any other person would, getting to know you and slipping you the number world leaders contact him with. He asks what you're doing and what you're working on and if he can catch you for dinner sometime soon.

<3 And when another phone call comes through, he hangs up the phone. Because getting to know you and walking the steps of every couple before is worth letting however many people die, waiting on a hero who's suddenly heartsick.

[admiration-obsession]

Masterlist

<3 Sara Silvers

meet your darling prom queen!

<3 Incredible!

meet your personal superhero!

<3 Isaac Barclay

meet your student council president!

[admiration-obsession]

meet your darling prom queen,

Sara Silvers

<3 She's more than just the richest, hottest, smartest girl in school, she's the Queen, a title she's held for years now, being a senior.

<3 She knows what she wants and how to get it. Designer clothes, one too many free periods. Cheer captain and Student Council President. What she asks for, she gets handed to her with a smile or a flash of her cash.

<3 But something new came into her mind, invading and taking hold like an ever-catchy pop song on the radio. It was you, a cohort, a fellow student.

<3 Oh where had you been? She's adamant that you must be new. How could she not have seen you before? How could she be so unobservant and self absorbed? You've unlocked something in her and she never wants to let go of it.

<3 Of course she slides next to you in class. She glances at your name on your paper, writing it down in order to pay some geek to look up everything about you. She smiles and introduces herself jovially. How could she be unhappy in your presence? How could she want for anything else when you're beside her so.

<3 You admit to knowing who she is. And the rumors that surround her. How she bought her way onto clubs and committees. How she pays for people to do her work and how she hasn't had to do a single thing she doesn't want to do in her entire life.

<3 In all honesty, your words sting a bit, but her parents always told her the best things were painful: beauty, love, work. She would just have to work through it.

<3 And work through it she would. Scratch letting some pathetic freak looking into you and being touched like she has been. No, she knows what needs to be done: a total reputation rehaul in your eyes. Fix how you see her before making you hers to rule besides.

<3 She miles with determination. Sara's never had a goal like this. Everything's been handed to the Prom Queen, and there is a certain kind of rush in satisfaction, after all.