Yandere Blue Team w/ Spartan darling
𐦍 A. Tex, Leonard L. Church, Michael J. Caboose
cw(s): yandere themes, stalking (Tex), emotional dysregulation, self-degredation, possessiveness, physical violence towards others: not reader (Church), delusions, manipulation
Yandere Red Team w/ Spartan darling
𐦍 Colonel Sarge, Dexter Grif, Franklin Delano Donut
cw(s): yandere themes, overstepping boundaries (Sarge and Grif), predatory behavior, self-degradation (Donut), manipulation, abuse of power
🅨🅐🅝. 🅐. 🅣🅔🅧
What the hell did she just hear―? A Spartan of all people joining this gaggle of moronic, barely-up-to-standard troops.
She's slightly anxious that the super soldier will see her unauthorized presence as a threat and take her out. She may be good, but she's not that good. She can confidently say that your skills had her floored, both metaphorically and physically. You easily took her down as she wasn't in the unit files or wearing friendly gear.
Her usual staying out of sight and observing, stalking as some would call it, methods are in vain when it comes to you. You've managed to pick up on her presence every single fucking time she's tried to trail you. None of her contacts know or are willing to give her the down low on you. Makes sense, but it isn't any less vexing.
Walking up and engaging with you also fails. You simply glare at her, or, er, at least stare; she can't tell due to your visor. She can assume that you are less than pleased with her. She knows you don't trust her.
For once in her life, Tex is the one playing catch-up. She is no longer the mysterious badass that impresses both teams but a slightly desperate operative wanting to form a romantic bond with you.
It's like trying to extract information out of an opp, and she loves it. A challenge, someone worthy of her infatuation. She can't fool you, although she has tried on numerous occasions. She never realized how much she liked being put in her place by someone.
🅨🅐🅝. 🅛. 🅒🅗🅤🅡🅒🅗
He's threatened by your presence. You outrank him. You'll take over the unit. It isn't that you aren't qualified. You are. He just doesn't want to listen to someone who thinks they know all the ins and outs of the delicate balance between the Reds and Blues.
[ Pans to Church missing multiple shots at Sarge's head. Tucker and Caboose are bickering. Donut is running around screaming. Grif is sitting on a rock trying to yank a snack cake out of Simmons's hands. ]
He tries to be imposing but takes one look at you and nearly pisses himself. Holy fuck, they are so winning. His superiority and inferiority complexes are having a field day trying to work with you. Part of him wants to own you, for you to be his loyal soldier, because he's much more experienced in the gluch. The other part knows he's inadequate and wants to hide from you. You're an unstoppable, enigmatic force.
He lashes out at you because of his own self-perceived shortcomings. You take it as he dishes it out, brushing him off like he's nothing more than harmless debris that has fallen onto your MJOLNIR armor, which he is obsessed with trying to break, by the way. Your armor makes you special. He doesn't like that. In fact, he hates it. You must think you're so much better than them! Being all cool, calm, and collected: things he wants to be but always seems to fail at.
He's even meaner to his teammates unless they back off and leave you alone. He has zero tolerance for being undermined by them when you're near. He'll get violent, more than his usual verbal berating. He beat Tucker bloody once for questioning him in front of you.
Tucker shouted, "What the hell is wrong with you? I get fighting over a nice piece of ass, but you don't need to kill me over it! They aren't gonna fuck you just because you fucked me up!"
That managed to snap him out of his jealous fueled, emotionally unstable stupor. The mere notion that eliminating Tucker would not garner your favor was enough to chill him to the bone in the middle of the day under the hot-ass sun in the dry, bony desert. Now, at least, everyone knows to use your judgment as a way to control Church's outbursts.
He is insanely possessive. There's this almost programmed instinct to keep you alive and near him. Its awakening was somewhat stalled by his other repressed traumas but surfaced nonetheless. He says you're his when those dirty Reds dare to threaten you.
[ For your mental image: Church, much shorter and skinnier in frame than your 7+ foot tall stature, talking shit to the Reds about how he'd kill any of them for laying a hand on you.
Church incidentally has scary dog privilege, except he isn't the dog baring his teeth that he believes himself to be. ]
He's a handful, but more than willing to sit in your lap and grumble about how reckless you are as he cleans up your scrapes, drools over you, and wants to kiss you so bad that it makes him look stupid (note from Caboose: and Church HATES looking dumb).
🅨🅐🅝. 🅜. 🅒🅐🅑🅞🅞🅢🅔
Woah, everything about you is so cool! Your armor is super shiny, and you have a nice blue person in your helmet, kind of like him! Your AI doesn't seem to be as mean and rude as O'Malley. A fact that he is glad of.
He latched onto you from the get-go. You symbolize hope and humanity's strength in his eyes. It's no secret that he does have a tendency to follow you around and just watch your routine, occasionally inserting himself to ask a question or tell a long-winded story.
He's a bit confused, if not excited, when you ask him all sorts of weird questions like "Does he have any permanent brain damage?" or "Is he fit for combat?" He doesn't take any offense because these are thoughts he's said himself. He's more than willing to prove that he's an asset on the battlefield. Just don't mention the teammate killing.
He gets close to you because he knows, or at least is the one with the most knowledge, on fixing whatever's wrong with your suit or AI. There's some weird interference with your tech and the gulch. Caboose is more than willing to capitalize on that fact. He really tries to get on your AI's good side so you like him.
He's proud that you find his strength admirable. He was lifting something, super heavy if he might add, and you came to help, but Caboose didn't need any help! You let out a sound that he could only interpret as total awe.
He already has your whole life together planned out by the time you hit one month in the unit. Now he just has to carefully approach you and get you to date, then marry him! Easy peasy. He knows you like him. You're just quiet and stoic and all-soldiery because you have to be. He already has the celebratory balloons and cake set up for when you accept his partnership with open arms (and legs); he really wants to snuggle with you.
🅨🅐🅝. 🅒🅞🅛🅞🅝🅔🅛 🅢🅐🅡🅖🅔
Hot damn. Slather him in butter and deep-fry him, but he does believe his eyes do not deceive him. You, dear, are indeed one mighty fine soldier to join his highly esteemed (his words, not mine) team.
He does implore you to ignore Grif. He's inconsequential to the conversation and will only waste your time. Lord knows he's tried to shove Grif down the stairs and get him to break his neck many times, but it never seems to work. Damn. Sarge wonders if you are wholly against friendly homicide.
You are the apple of his eye. Your execution is flawless; that never fails to get him hot under his armor plating. Not that you're interested in how he feels. He knows you Spartans are tough sons of bitches and don't indulge in things like feelings very often. Neither does he! However, you are the most welcome exception.
You're so loyal too! Loyal soldiers that aren't ass-kissers deserve love from their commanders, do they not? He's not exactly familiar with all of your secret hand signals, but he creates his own. A firm pat on the shoulder pad, sliding down your armored back and just missing the delicious curve of your ass, sends enough of a message.
Quite possibly the best thing is that you don't bellyache. If you're uncomfortable, then you don't voice it. This lets Sarge get away with a lot more things than he should militarily be allowed to get away with, like watching you dress and undress to see how "efficient" you are at suiting up. Although you always do need help from some machines they installed to fully get into your armor. He's always eager to help the process. He keeps those machines in tip-top shape just for you.
You are undeniably his darlin', and you won't be getting transferred as long as he's in the picture [alive and kicking].
🅨🅐🅝. 🅓. 🅖🅡🅘🅕
He can't decide whether you're a blessing or a curse. There's someone else that can do all his work and more, but you're less than inclined to let him laze around like a cat sleeping in the scorching Blood Gulch sun. You either order him around or don't bother wasting your time on his presence. He thinks you're kind of a prig, but a hot one if the super secret files of yours that Sarge was supposed to be guarding are worth anything.
He really just wants to make you slip up. You think you're so much better than him just because you have so many shiny military medals and heavily outrank him? Pfft. You don't even know how to insult him correctly! You don't even insult him at all. You only address him with a cold detachment, which somehow becomes worse than the normal soul-crushing jeers from pretty much everyone else.
He gets in your way, leaves his trash in your quarters, sleeps in your bed, and even messes with whatever tasks Sarge told you to complete! You perfectly combat his every attempt and shut him down. He now has several more bruises and scars from all the times you've handed his ass to him. You can even lift him up and carry him with ease, no simple feat, especially when factoring in his burdensome armor.
He gets scolded each time by Sarge. Apparently he's ruining his reputation by harassing you. But no one gets in trouble when they harass Grif. Well―kind of. Despite all Grif has done to you, you still defend him when Red Team puts his life in unnecessary danger. You have saved him a few times from the Blues, which he is eternally grateful for, not that he'll admit it.
He's obsessed, and he isn't even aware. You consume all his normal lazing-around time. He's too tired to realize it. He sleeps more soundly at night, in your cot, of course. You seem not to sleep much, so he takes up that space when you aren't. You've grown accustomed to Grif and his Grifisms, so you reluctantly allow it.
Little does your normally so astute mind know, he's slowly (as always) encroaching on the territory of your life. He's already latched onto you. Just try not to let him slow you down too much. As for solutions to your problem, putting a bullet in your allies is a bit troublesome and against a myriad of military regulations. You could make an exception for Grif.
🅨🅐🅝. 🅕. 🅓🅞🅝🅤🅣
You're kind of like his hero. He wants to fall into your strong arms and be saved like a princess whose knight just slayed an evil dragon. He also wants to see you oiled up. Who said that?
He subconsciously matures himself in front of you. His joking demeanor dies down; he's more focused. He does his best to seem battle-hardened as he seeks to understand you. He can't help but feel self-conscious in your company. Do you like how he's acting? Is he overdoing it? Everyone on Red Team seems to think so.
He does his best to be accommodating. If there's no space to sit, then he'll grab an extra chair or offer you his own. He's started carrying extra clips and magazines for you to reload. He even keeps a plasma grenade in reserve. If you seem weary, which is hard to tell except for the slight slump of your shoulders and heavier footsteps, he'll grab you some water and offer to take whatever shift you were on.
You're much more adept than he is, but you're still in a new place. He's new, but not as new as you. He tries to help you familiarize yourself and does his best to explain the team dynamics. ( Does he do a good job? Eh, he does it well enough that you have learned some pertinent information about the base and its surroundings. )
He gets very upset, childishly so, when you ignore him or are pulled away on other duties. That's when his mask breaks and he's just the very desperate, semi-horny, tired of military ribbing yandere that he always has been. He needs you to see him as something more than a fairy in a pink combat suit. ... He's still your sweet treat, though!
Can I get a male rvb match-up, please? I am a INFJ introverted girl who values the close relationships I have with my few friends. I am also very quirky, imaginative, adventurous, and caring. I am on the shorter side, have long brown hair, brown eyes, and a dusting of freckles everywhere! My hobbies include drawing and riding horses, both of which I’m very passionate about. A light green is my favorite color. I have a weakness for sweets and kisses.
I match you with Franklin Delano Donut!
(I really wanted to spell out his name lmao)
He finds it cute that you value your relationships with your friends. He doesn’t mind how you are, considering he’s almost just like you, just a lot more quirky. He loves your shortness, so he can hug you from behind and successfully rest his chin on the top of your head, and he finds it adorable your hair and eyes are the same color. He loves your freckles, and would love to see your drawings if you would let him, and I’m imagining this boy knows how to ride horses, and if not he’d be happy to let you teach him. And since he obviously loves pda, good luck with the kisses lol.
a snapshot into every character's yandere tendencies ⛃
Blood Gulch Chronicles
― 3 characters per team ―
Yandere Blue Team
𐦍 Lavernius Tucker, Leonard L. Church, Michael J. Caboose
cw(s): yandere themes, possible violation of boundaries, violence (towards other characters), kidnapping, self-hatred (characters), poor emotional regulation and taking that out on reader, delusions
Yandere Red Team
𐦍 Dexter Grif, Franklin Delano Donut, Richard "Dick" Simmons
cw(s): yandere themes, self-hatred (characters), tampering with reader's food, violence (towards other characters), manipulation, possible violation of reader's boundaries, explotation of reader's insecurities, isolation
🅨🅐🅝. 🅛. 🅣🅤🅒🅚🅔🅡
One phrase. Five syllables.
Bow-Chica-Bow-Wow
Yeah, you're going to regret catching his attention. He's a major flirt, and it's obvious he has the hots for you. You just don't realize how hot he is for you. He's so hot for you that he could set Blood Gulch to a crisp.
His obsession isn't violent (usually), but it is violating. What are boundaries? Baby, he's never heard of them. While he'll never cross a line too great that it'll kill the mood, he will smooth over some in the sand and act as if they never existed.
He is prone to being incredibly competitive for your attention. He'll shove Caboose or shut Church down with a snarky remark to get the attention back on him. He's quite intimidated by Tex and feels inadequate compared to her, so he'll definitely steer you away from her. No worries! She hates everyone. Haha, right...?
Pray to the skies above that you aren't on Red Team. He isn't above kidnapping you or trying to kidnap you to their side. If anything, he's somehow worse if you're his enemy. He's just really into enemies-to-lovers shit. Like, he will throw himself at you while you are actively trying to murk him. He can't exactly find flowers in the Gulch, so he'll have to take one from the Caboose playbook. He throws pretty rocks at you and hopes that you won't try to shoot at him.
Maybe he'll even tempt you with their flag? Is that something you're interested in? He isn't against waving it in your face and having you chase him so Caboose can tackle you and Blue Team can take you "hostage." (Are you really a hostage if Tucker is basically letting you walk around their base unsupervised? You can't leave, but like why would you want to go back to the stupid Red Team anyway?)
If all else fails, he has a secret weapon, because as we all know―you can pick up chicks (gender-neutral) in a tank.
🅨🅐🅝. 🅛. 🅒🅗🅤🅡🅒🅗
Great.
He's fucking in love with you. What kind of bullshit is this? He doesn't understand why he's so angry about it. It's like there's this- lack of something in him, and you fulfill that. He can't stand how vulnerable he feels around you.
His chest just feels so heavy. It's like someone shoved a boulder on top of him (or someone shot him with a tank and he could no longer breathe-). It feels like you did something to him. Did you cast a spell on him? No, that's asinine. He can rationalize it, but when he doesn't understand something, he just becomes mean.
He's really just a moody bitch to you. But if anyone else tries to bitch at you, especially Tex, he'll get incredibly riled up. His composure will be out the base window. He's ready to not just throw hands, but shoot someone in the fucking face.
And then he hears your voice, and he's grounded again. There's a moment of hesitation, and he's just his regular level of pissy again.
You definitely think he hates you more than the others. Yet, you get privileges they don't.
If you get hurt, he's barking at Doc to do his job. He'll carry you if he needs to. Your protection is always his number one priority. Those dirty reds, or his damned teammates' incompetence, won't hurt you, not even just a little.
He'll make you take the time to get your shit together. Having a bad day? He's sidelining you and saying how useless you are. You'll only be more useless, a dead weight to them, if you're on duty that day.
He'll even give you the better parts of whatever passes as food that was shipped to them. If you bring it up, he'll tell you to stop being ungrateful. It must've just been some clerical error. If it keeps happening, then just keep your mouth shut and be happy about it.
...
He loves seeing you smile when you pull your visor up or take your helmet off. It's a rare but welcome sight. It makes him melt; his systems malfunction. He'd re-kill himself and off everyone in the Gulch if it made you smile.
Also, Ghost Church will possess you. He just wants to know what your body feels like. It's so cozy being inside you. You're like the sunshine, and he's a cat that just wants to lie under it and be at peace.
He... cares about you. Don't leave him. Please?
🅨🅐🅝. 🅜. 🅒🅐🅑🅞🅞🅢🅔
He doesn't understand what a yandere is. Don't try to explain it to him. He'll take it as a compliment and only hear the good bits. Having Caboose as a yandere has you doing many things you didn't think you'd be doing, like keeping a dictionary on hand and learning de-escalation techniques.
He sees his feelings as love and in the most pure-hearted way possible. You just make him feel really fuzzy inside. He can barely breathe inside his helmet, and his body's shaking with excitement. He just can't seem to leave you alone. All these bad thoughts swirl in his head when he's separated from you. :(
It doesn't matter what team you are on! He'll love you nonetheless. If you're a red, then you're the "nice red one." If you're a blue, like him, then you're the "bestest blue one."
Do you think shooting at him will do anything? This must be a fun game he hasn't heard of before! Or—maybe it's your way of confessing! Church is bad with words, but he and Caboose are very good friends. Clearly, you have the same problem: you're bad at emotions. That's okay. Sometimes words are hard for him too. He gets the message loud and clear; you want to be Caboose's forever bestie.
Delusional to the core he is. If you're really persistent in rejecting him, then he'll become dejected and mop around like a depressed dog. Eventually, he'll realize that he just has to try harder. Or maybe you were having a bad day and didn't mean it! Were you manipulated by the mean reds? Of course, that's what it is! Why couldn't he see the simple truth before?
You're his best friend; Church is his 2nd best friend .ᐟ
🅨🅐🅝. 🅓. 🅖🅡🅘🅕
Oh? You're gonna hate him too. Everyone does. That's just his part on the team: "the guy you love to hate." But maybe you're the one person who doesn't hate him. Maybe that's enough to make him fall in love.
He depends on your validation. He isn't looking to Sarge; he's looking at you. You don't need to see his eyes to know they're big and sad. If you call him a good boy, then he instantly perks up. It's something he's insulted for, but he sees it as a badge of honor. Pat his head, and he may pretend to be irritated, but he's really just overwhelmed with a sense of satisfaction in himself. (Red Team sees you as a way to get Grif to do actual work.)
He still tries to act nonchalant about it. Whatever. He can stand your presence. It isn't like he's obsessed with you or anything. Yeah. Totally not. He covers his feelings with his usual attitude because it's much easier than expressing them.
He knows he isn't the greatest, but he feels like that shouldn't matter. It isn't a crime to like to eat and laze around! In fact, he'll try to tempt you into his ways. Come on, it's just a little fun. Who cares if Sarge gets mad at you for slacking off? Sarge will blame Grif, not you, and Grif can handle it.
He'll sneak you his precious snacks. Maybe they have something extra in them that he added, but you don't have to know that. It's just a subtle way of marking you. And boy, does he love that. When you do anything he does, that means you belong to him—obviously. It's showing that he's the greatest influence on you. That may or may not be a good thing, but Grif couldn't care less if he's a good role model. He just wants you.
He's a good hype man. He's really a laid-back yandere, but when it comes to supporting you? He's up to level eleven on the hype scale. You're perfect. You're like a literal god(dess). How could you not love yourself? He's nearly genuinely dumbfounded to hear that you have insecurities. Pfft, those stupid little thoughts in your head mean absolutely nothing. Come and take a nap with him. He'll cuddle you and kiss it all better. (Don't, under any circumstances, tell anyone that he's such a softie for you. He will vehemently deny it as he's actively snuggling you.)
🅨🅐🅝. 🅕. 🅓🅞🅝🅤🅣
Donut is dough in your hands.
Shape him. Mold him. Put him in an oven and watch him get firm with a nice hole in the middle. ᡣ𐭩
Really, though. He's more of what I would consider a chameleon yandere. He's incredibly intense, but in a way that suits who you are.
Like if you're touch-starved, he'll be really, really, really clingy, and you'll perceive that as normal.
If you have abandonment issues, then he'll be loyal Private Donut for you.
He's incredibly skilled at passing off his unhealthy behavior as normal to you because, at the end of the day, we all have insecurities, and he will make sure you feel secure in that way so he can go further with his obsessiveness.
He's just so nice and unassuming. You don't expect that from a guy like him.
He's 1,000% an intrusive question asker. He'll immediately apologize if he crosses a line, but he won't stop asking questions. You can belittle him, but he'll continue to pester you. He just needs (wants) to know everything about you!
He's just curious. You're his teammate.
There's nothing wrong with that...
It helps him understand you and your needs better, which helps him become your perfect partner! They say don't change who you are to be with someone you love. But Donut is who he is because he loves you. He's nothing without you.
🅨🅐🅝. 🅡. 🅢🅘🅜🅜🅞🅝🅢
You think he's a kiss-ass for Sarge? Simmons will kiss the ground you stand on. Yes, it's embarrassing. Yes, it's kind of pathetic. You're just that special to him.
You tell him something, and he is sat. He'll agree and nod along. As long as you are paying attention to him, he doesn't care. He has an air of superiority when it comes to receiving your consideration. He does get jealous, but he thinks of himself as more worthy of your love. If you indicate that you prefer someone over him, then his urge to discredit and sabotage that person surfaces.
Manipulation is his strong point.
He's wrapped around your finger, but he has to make sure that he's able to maintain his place there. He cares about his teammates. He doesn't want to kill them. But to destroy their image in your eyes? That is something he is more than willing to do.
He'll make you feel isolated. He's the only one you have―the only one you can count on. He's loyal to the end. There is no need to doubt him or his actions.
