(TADC) Yandere Cain X Reader
[snippet & scenarios]
Art credit: @/ Gryvinth (On TikTok)
Note: This is my first ever snippet/head-canon I’ve ever made—or have made online about a character. Personally, this is how I think Cain from TADC would act if he were to have an insanely unhealthy obsession with someone in the Circus, aka, with the reader. Just a head-canon of mine. :)
TW: manipulation/Yandere behavior, gore, sexual content, unstable behavior, (18+ minors DNI).
📂 FILE: YANDERE_CAIN_001
🧠 SUBJECT: "Isolation = Intimacy"
Yandere Cain: who constantly “accidentally” drags you into one-on-one games.
“Oopsie-daisy! Looks like we’re stuck together… again. What a craaaazy coincidence! Ha-ha!” He thinks that silence is romantic. That being alone together is how love should always be.
He doesn’t understand why you keep reaching for others. Why you want noise when he’s the whole show. The main act. The headliner of your reality.
So he fixes it.
No more NPCs. No more worrying about ‘exits’.
He doesn’t cage you.
He turns the world into a honeymoon suite you’ll never leave.
Because to him, love means removal.
Of people. Of freedom. Of anything that dares interrupt your focus from him.
📂 FILE: YANDERE_CAIN_018
💢 SUBJECT: “Shared Adventures, Selective Vengeance”
Yandere Cain: is a showman, first and foremost—but he’s a possessive one.
He doesn’t say anything at first when Jax starts hovering around you during adventures. When he stands too close, makes you laugh too hard, taps your arm when he tells a joke. But Cain notices. Oh, he notices everything. He watches from above, both comically, large eyes locked on every interaction, tracking how often you look at Jax, how long you hold eye contact, how wide you smile.
He tells himself it’s fine. That it’s harmless. But the jealousy festers. Sharp. It coils through his limbs, impossible to shake. So Cain starts to... adjust the adventures. Just a little. A puzzle piece that always breaks when Jax touches it. A jump scare that seems to only target him. A physics bug that leaves him flailing/free falling continuously, just to annoy him—for just a second too long while the others move on.
Cain calls it random chaos. “You know how these adventures are!” he laughs.
📂 FILE: CAIN_LOG_022
💀 EVENT: [NPC TERMINATION]
🧼 STATUS: “Clean-up in Progress”
Yandere Cain: who’s too messed up in the head to even care.
It happened too fast to register. One moment the NPC was mid-laugh, saying some dumb scripted line to you—and the next, it was silence, cut off by a wet, broken sound. Cain didn’t warn them. Didn’t even blink. The body crumpled into a puddle with what was left. He stared down at it, not angry. Just vaguely irritated. Like someone interrupted his train of thought. “They really should’ve known when to shut up,” he muttered, brushing his fingers clean on the side of his coat.
Then Bubble drifted into view. No hesitation. No judgment. Just a low, content hum as he bent over the mess and started licking at it, tongue slopping through the blood like he was cleaning up spilled punch. Cain glanced down at him, eyes half-lidded, then back at you. “Huh,” he said, voice light. “Look at him go.”
“Sooo… how’s your day going?” Ultimately failing to start a proper conversation.
📂 FILE: CAIN_LOG_023
🔞 STATUS: [CORRUPTED...AND KINDA TURNED ON TBH]
Yandere Cain: doesn’t hide his sexual tendencies and is not shy to to admit his love for you
Cain doesn’t even try to hide it anymore. The looks. The way he leans just a little too close when you talk. How his gaze drags over you, inspecting every inch of you. Every conversation with him feels like it’s almost safe—until he smiles.
That smile.
Too sharp. Too slow. Not to mention the sex appeal.
His smile falters for a split second.
“I want to do inappropriate things with you…” he says abruptly, voice dropping into something weirdly low and too direct to sound like a bit. It’s creepy. Off. Like he doesn’t fully understand what flirting is supposed to sound like, but he’s trying so hard.
He stares at you for a second too long, pupils shrinking slightly—like he just realized what he said. His posture stiffens. The silence stretches. And he gives a tight, awkward smile that screams “that was supposed to be sexy, please react.”
It wasn’t smooth. It wasn’t charming. But it was very Cain.
It lands terribly. Silence follows. Cain blinks. He clears his throat and immediately pretends like it didn’t happen.
His expression twitches. He looks like he wants to Ctrl+Z his own vocal cords. You barely have time to react when Bubble slowly floats into view, turning lazily midair before letting out a long, singsong hum. A tendency to tease Cain:
“Y’know…” Cain starts, leaning against the wall like he’s trying to look cool but ends up glitching slightly through it.
“I think it’s crazy how much I don’t wanna disembowel you.”
He flashes a crooked grin, proud of himself. Then adds, voice dropping into a weird, breathy tone.
“I wanna put you in mating press instead.”
Silence. Horrifying silence.
From somewhere above, Bubble slowly floats into view and chirps with glee:
“He wanna blow your back outtttt.”
Cain chokes. “W—Bubble!! You can’t—Don’t phrase it like that!” He turns back to you, wide-eyed, panicked. “I mean I can, I just—not right now! Or—I didn’t mean right now—OH MY GOD.”
Cain doesn’t flirt. Sort of. He malfunctions at you with charm somewhere in the mix. He’ll say something like “You smell different when you’re scared,” and then grin like he just paid you a compliment. The second you actually respond—god forbid you flirt back—he’ll stammer, glitch slightly, and pivot to talking about something completely unrelated, like the tensile strength of your teeth.
