so we ganging up on the yanderes now? What a beautiful day 😍 can't wait to beat tf out of the especially sadistic ones aka jerry and silas (this mf is getting thrown in the basement tied up) i think I'd like to beat dr kry with the oxygen cylinder cuz he 100 deserves and hedwig well...i guess 3 hours how hurling insults is enought (bb is too soft)
first anon
..... jail!!!!111!!!!
THE YANDERES DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY THEM????
Silas may have kidnapped you and stripped you off everything you know,
Jerry might have broken you down so you won't disobey her,
Dr Kry might have poisoned you to keep you with him and doesn't let you see your family,
Edmund may have killed the entire elite class in front of you and forced you to marry him
and Hedwig might be the most manipulative little shit alive
... bUT IS THAT ENOUGH TO WANT TO BEAT DR KRY WITH THE AIR PURIFIER???? TO PUT RAT POISON IN EDMUNDS WINE??? GASP </3
I read your Edmund shot where he proposed to her and I was thinking about the part where he threatened us. What if we asked him if he had laid with a woman before and that dictated our answer. Like if he had laid with a woman before we would choose death but if he hadn’t then sure.
Alternative ending
Yandereking! x fem reader
Summary: you don't accept the kings propsal
Warnings: death, guns, blood, talking about sleeping with women, blood, massacre, threat, obsession
THE FULL ORIGINAL ONESHOT
“Marry me, my lady”, he says. “I don’t want to live another day without you. Be mine. Please. I’ve gotten rid of all the competition. I will never look at anyone else besides you. I got rid of them all.”
You can’t find any words. Your brain has stopped working completely. Not a single sound leaves your mouth when you open it.
“If you don’t say ‘I do’, you will be shot”, the king says warningly, dark eyes looking directly at hers. “If I can’t have you, no one can. It’s you and I or no one.”
“Y-Your majesty”, you sob. “Please … please don’t …”
“Say it.”
“I-I … I can’t …”
“Y/N, tell me you’ll be my queen, tell me that you’ll stay with me forever … or end up like all the others.” He caresses your wet cheek and you flinch away from his hands. They may not have physical blood on them, but you know that they’re covered. “Don’t be a stupid girl now, darling. You know you don’t want to die. Accept the ring. Accept my love.”
You give the pile of bodies a gaze. That is not how you want to end up. But the king has gone insane … you can’t accept that either. You know what they say around the kingdom. He sleeps with any lady he's come across. You'd rather die than marry that kind of man.
“Y/N …”, the king says. “I’m losing patience.”
"I-I don't want to marry a ladies man …"
He's taken back by your sudden requirement.
"What do you mean?" he asks.
"E-Everyone says that you've slept with a load of women … h-have you?"
The king gulps and shakes his head. It wouldn't matter if he lied, right? The women he's been to bed with is in the pile, and you'll never have to worry about them. Ever.
But you can see right through it.
"You're lying …"
"But, darling, they don't mean anything!" He gestures towards the messy dance floor. "They're all lying there! You're the only one I want!"
"I don't want to marry you then …"
He goes white with realization. "Y-You're really going to choose death?"
You nod as tears run down your cheeks. The king shakes his head. He can't.
"Please kill me …", you whisper.
"Don't be stupid."
You turn to the guards and hold up your hands, surrendering.
"Don't!" the king exclaims.
He runs over to one of the guards and grabs his weapon. With burning eyes, he walks back to you.
"If anyone's going to do it, it's going to be me", he says, now sounding determined but his hands are shaking. "One last chance to change your mind."
You shake your head. The king nods, gulping.
“I’m sorry, my love”, he says.
He seems to have trouble firing off. His finger rests over the trigger and for a second, you think that he’s going to have mercy on you, but then he fires off. He breathes out shakily and watches how your body falls to the floor. What has he done?
“Y-Y/N …”
He bends down and holds your dead body in his arms as he sobs. Why couldn’t you just have accepted him? He would have kept you safe and never let anything bad happen to you! His past doesn’t matter!
The king makes sure that you get the most beautiful funeral anyone in the kingdom has ever gotten. He visits your grave everyday to tell you what he’s done and what’s going on in his life. He promises you never to marry anyone else than you. He’s going to die alone, die by your side.
TIL “Yankee Doodle” was written by the British to mock americans. “Doodle” is thought to come from the German “dödel”, meaning “fool” or “simpleton” and “macaroni,” a flamboyantly stylish type of dress, painting the Yankees as morons who thought placing a feather in one’s cap made them a “dandy.”
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