#yandere core

[cieledheart]

[tehustguuc]

── .✦ Stereotypical Popular Guy? 

summary: He blackmailed you into joining his group of popular kids, and... nothing bad happened? Yandere! Popular! OC x F! Reader

✧ note: I just read a few pieces with this trope, so I wanted to try writing one myself. 

✧ cw: blackmail/coercion, one bloody beatdown, background family stuff (mentioned, not detailed), swearing, some concerning tendencies. 

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"Look what I've got." He holds up a photo that captures your family's mess, waving it like a hundred-dollar bill in front of a desperate beggar. He's cornered you in the one place you usually find some peace from the swarm of hormone-charged teenagers.

A bastard is still a bastard whether he's popular or handsome, and this one is painfully childish. "What do you want?" You snap your lunchbox shut and snatch the photo, which he lets go of without a fight. Of course he has copies.

"Join my group for lunch in the cafeteria tomorrow." He stands there now, weight shifted onto one leg, hands shoved in his pockets.

Hellishly suspicious. Threatening you out of nowhere, acting like you're already friends, assuming you won't notice how strange that is? He's probably in the middle of some game of truth or dare, and tomorrow he'll find a way to humiliate you. (Or maybe that's just you, having read too much fiction, and he genuinely wants to be friends. Hmm. No. This is too contrived to pass as "making friends.")

"Yeah, and then you'll dump your lunch on my shirt or something, and everyone will laugh at me." You go back to packing your things, trying to think of a way out of this.

"Ugh, what kind of delinquent still does that these days? I could trash your locker instead, and everyone would say you had it coming." Look at that. He actually huffs with pride, as if he isn't some psycho straight out of a horror show. "Whatever. Just show up tomorrow. It's not like you have a choice." He shrugs and walks off.

Should you tell a teacher? The police? Chances are you'd end up in trouble too and get expelled in the end, or at best your quiet school life would curdle into being the kid labeled a troublemaker, rumors trailing you even after graduation. Sounds like reporting this to the authorities just makes everything worse….

You blow out a long breath. Life is really exhausting, isn't it? You stare up at a sky that knows nothing.

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"Let's meet again, sweetheart." Your school's cheerleader captain blows you an air kiss and throws in a wink as the two of you split up in the hallway. You wave back, trying to shake the faint daze of realizing nothing truly awful has happened, except that they've all gotten… friendly? Maybe just more stares, more attention. Beyond that, not much.

"See, not so bad, right?" The one who's been dragging you along, insisting on walking you to your next class, tilts his head with an air of total innocence. You don't answer, just keep walking, and let him fall into step beside you.

He lets your silence slide and keeps going. "Come again tomorrow."

You click your tongue. "Should I?" Why keep playing along at all? Who knows if they're just waiting for you to feel like you belong before they turn around and stab you in the back.

"Yeah. If you want that photo deleted." As if he isn't going to keep it forever anyway.

"You're going to keep holding that over me." The words come out in one breath, your voice kept low. You try to walk faster.

He matches your pace easily. "I'll delete it after six months. Until then, you just have to listen to me nicely."

You roll your eyes and scoff. "So I'm your slave from now on, is that it? You should've said so yesterday."

"That's a cruel way to put it. Haven't the others been treating you well? Besides, they don't know anything about the photo." You stop walking and turn to actually look at him. His expression seems innocent. He's already been watching you.

"What do you actually want?" You clench your fists, holding yourself back from punching his stupid face.

"You'll have to figure that out yourself." He muses over his own answer, and just as you're about to kick him in the groin, he stops you by raising a finger, like he's offering some kind of pinky promise. "I promise I'll delete it after those six months, if you behave." Okay. What kind of nonsense is this?

You don't answer and keep walking. Luckily your classroom is only a few steps away, and freedom from this misery.

Not to be left behind, he digs something out of his pocket and presses a folded piece of paper into your palm. "Here. Don't forget." Then he strolls off, waving and calling out loud enough that even more eyes turn your way.

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"Raining, huh. Want a ride?" You're about to pop open your folding umbrella on the front steps for the walk home when you find him standing beside you, spinning his car keys around one finger. His laid-back manner never changes, not even with rain coming down outside like a typhoon.

"Not driving the others home first?" Even as you consider taking him up on it, you don't close the umbrella. Just in case you decide to turn him down, or in case you say yes and still need it on the way to his car.

"Nah, let them figure it out. Maybe later, so I can get them to owe me drinks." Before you can call him out on the habit, he's already slipped himself under your umbrella. "So?"

"You're still asking when you've already decided to steal my umbrella?" His hand has wrapped over yours where it grips the handle. You just let go, and he takes it with a look far too pleased for someone merely holding it for the two of you.

Like a proper gentleman, he lets his own shoulder get a little wet, tilting the umbrella to keep you covered, then opens the car door while still holding it over your head, before folding it shut and tucking it into the door pocket. You've ridden in this car enough times to know exactly where he keeps his towel. You pop open the glove box and hand it to him.

He thanks you easily and takes it, then attacks his damp hair with the towel, ruffling it with such theatrical vigor that you scold him and the two of you end up laughing together. Then he goes quiet all at once, as if remembering something. He pops open the armrest compartment and holds out what you assume is a flash drive.

"Here… that photo. Sorry, for being a bastard about it." You take the flash drive, a little stunned to realize it's already been almost six months, and that you've been having so much fun you'd forgotten the whole reason you ended up with these friends in the first place.

Six months isn't exactly short, but it isn't long either. Still, at least now you know they've genuinely been trying to be your friends, rather than setting up some cruel trap that would scar you for life. You huff, amused despite yourself. "Well. As long as you know you were wrong. I'd say you owe me about seven lunches for it."

"Even if it's a hundred, just say the word." He starts the car.

"Show-off." You give him a look that says exactly how shameless he is about money.

"Isn't it natural for a guy to want to look cool in front of someone he likes?" There he goes again, throwing you a signal, though he keeps the tone joking. Whatever he wants, whether he means to keep playing games like this or let it turn serious somewhere down the road, it isn't as if this catch game of his is something you can actually win over.

Still, you aren't about to let him off the hook. "If anyone else heard you say that, they'd kill your vibe and call you a boi-failure. Remember the spicy noodles that—"

"Hey! That came out of my nose because I choked, and it was way too spicy!" He clears his throat loudly, scraping together what little dignity he has left, which has probably shrunk to the size of an acorn by the time you're done wrecking his hair with the towel. In moments like this, he looks boyish, nothing like his usual playboy resting face.

Maybe the only thing you still regret is how your old friends, the ones who used to be with you, have drifted away like you were some kind of germ. To this day, you still don't know what you did wrong to make them leave.

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To be fair, what do you really know about him? His antics, his place in the school’s social hierarchy, his hobbies, his family situation, and what he’s like when it’s just the two of you? 

"Stop it. If you keep beating on them, they might actually die." He's already dropped you off and, just like he said, is driving the rest of your mutual friends—the popular kids home too, except he happens to swing by an alley and takes so long that the friend riding along gets out to check on him.

"Ah, sorry. Almost done here." That's all he says, tossing a couple of limp bodies toward the dumpster and the still-damp corner of the alley. Lucky for him, he's worn dark clothes today, or the blood splatter would show clearly. Unfortunately, that does nothing about the smell.

"What is it this time? Aren't you overdoing it a little?" Overdoing it, apparently, only applies to the bodies he's beaten, not to what's spilled from the victims' bags: books, a phone with its screen cracked. He can throw a punch, sure, but he prefers to keep things tidy.

"One of those guys got a little too close to her. I couldn't just let that slide." He brushes off his hands like there's dust on them, though they're scraped red and raw. It has to sting, but he lets it be for now. "I wonder what she'd do if she saw my hands like this."

His friend huffs, annoyed at how easily his mood shifts the moment you come up in conversation, and grumbles at him, "she probably will just scold you for being a bad dog."

He should snap back at being called a dog, but if it comes from you, he supposes it isn't so bad.

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Bonus: 

The piece of paper he gave you: his number with a note saying, “Save it and text me back ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎”

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[idamiann]

sorry I got attached and dependent when you showed a little interest in me, I've been love-deprived my whole life. do you still think I'm hot?

[obsessivel0v3r]

From a young age I knew that my love language was intense obsession and devotion and that I'd need someone who was the exact same.ᐟ

[hana-no-seiiki]

Yandere! Husband who thinks of you every single moment of the day, spoils you rotten, makes sure you feel loved 24/7 with letters, gifts and his presence. Being married to you is a privilege and he makes sure he shows you that.

Who does the little things like making sure you never open any doors by yourself. “What the fuck do you think that ring of yours means? Get your hand off that handle!” proceeds to climb over the car to open the car door for you

who randomly squeezes your hands with a vulnerability you almost never see from him. muttering things such as, “i can’t even remember life before I met you.” or “i love you so much. leave me one day if you must, but know that i’ll never be the same without you.”

yandere! husband who always makes sure you take care of yourself, personally appointing days where you have to go the salon to get your hair or nails done. yandere! husband who always has a fun new date idea to keep things fresh in the relationship. yandere! husband who studies your body for hours on end so you’ll never have to look for satisfaction elsewhere.

so that you’ll never question why he’s changed so much. because he was never the man you married in the first place.

[belovedren]

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Yandere genshin voicelines from other characters say about you and relationship status

Johnny, you told me You were no fool, you were no chump Then you got cold feet Now all you'll be is a speed bump

Yandere genshin men x reader ( Diluc, zhongli, neuvillette, varka )

( sorry if it's a little messy in grammar or does not match the voicelines )

>> DILUC ( featuring kaeya, jean and klee )

Kaeya ( About Family )

During the weekends I usually would visit dawn winery to check up on ( name ), huh... Wait–you don't know her... I guess it's understandable since diluc is extremely overprotective over her and doesn't want to reveal too much. ( Name ) Is diluc lawfully wedded spouse and my sister in law, she is such a sweetheart even though diluc is the exact opposite. I sometimes sympathize with her, out of all the men in mondstat including myself–she caught the eye of the most selfish one.

Jean ( About Lady Ragnvindr )

Lady Ragnvindr or ( name ) Ragnvindr is a mysterious woman, even though me and diluc have been friends since childhood– he doesn't wish to talk about her. All I know is that when he came back from his trip to snezhnaya, he brought her home from Nod-Krai. I only have brief interactions with her and I must say– I quite enjoy her presence, me and her would discuss our favorite romance novels but recently I rarely get to see her due to Master Diluc overprotective nature. I sometimes wish that Master Diluc would let her go once in a while but I guess that's Diluc for you.

Klee ( About Dawn Winery )

Big sister ( name ) is the best–me and kaeya would visit Dawn Winery just to see her. I wish to bring her outside to go adventuring with me, but Master diluc stern as ever wouldn't let her go or even sometimes see her. Why is he so grumpy?... klee doesn't know. Every time we visit–klee is sent home when Master diluc arrives, kaeya would ussure klee to leave because – both master diluc and big sister would have grown up time in his office. Klee once asked what they were doing but kaeya said that I will understand once I'm older.

>> ZHONGLI ( featuring Ganyu, Xiao, Cloud retainer )

Ganyu ( About Qingyun Peaks )

Once in a while, moon carver would host a gathering at Qingyun Peaks–and during occasions like this, Lady ( Name ) is allowed to go out during these events–i have served rex lapis for three thousand years and there's never been a day that rex lapis doesn't love her, there's no doubt he truly value her in the highest esteem.

Xiao ( About The Archon War )

During the archon war, I was tasked to be a body guard for the lady while rex lapis is away. She and I have brief interactions–i sometimes feel pity for her due to how over protective he is for her. The lady has to follow a strict rule of not going outside from the nest that he prepared–even though she begged me to let her see the sun and feel the grass, but i was stern and wouldn't disobey his orders after everything he did for me. I guess she also gave up on the idea of freedom.

Xinyun ( About Liyue Harbor )

One never once doubted the judgement of rex lapis, his reign is the reason why Liyue is able to prosper for so many years. Imagine one surprise when he brought a consort, Lady ( name ) was nothing but a minor goddess in chenyu vale. She nursed him back to health after one of his battles, such a pity–one mere act of goodwill led towards catching the eye of the God Of Contracts. Even after integrating into human life, he still kept her in the dark–not allowing her to go out.

Neuvillette ( Featuring Arlechinno, Furina, Sigewine )

Arlechinno ( About The Ludex )

It is such a shame, truly... I'm pretty much sure you are already aware of madame ( name ) is expecting. Truly I felt pity for her, last time I met her she looks exhausted beyond belief–even though I offer her assistant to break her out, I can see in her eyes that she simply had already given up on the idea of freedom. I wish her luck on her and her future child, unfortunately I'm only able to give these words of encouragement.

Furina ( About The Opera House )

Neuvillete and madam ( name ) would come visit one of my shows if their schedules are free, or in other words– when neuvillete schedule is free. During my time as the hydro archon, both me and her would get along and interact on a daily basis... We even have tea parties together... Of course if neuvillete permits it.

Sigewine ( About Spring Season )

Every time spring approaches, monsieur neuvillete and the madam would go to the countryside for one week... Not sure why, because every time I ask about it–monsieur neuvillete would brush it off saying that it ties towards his nature and as well as how it changes throughout the seasons. He is always so affectionate towards her during this season and wouldn't even allow her to go out.

Varka ( Featuring Mika, Kaeya, Jean )

Mika ( About letters )

Words cannot be expressed on how much the grandmaster loved his wife... Literally, one of my usual tasked is to send important letters back to mondstat–and one of those letters are grandmaster varka letters to his wife... The pile can be quite big to the point he daily writes 50 letters to her, i-i couldn't disclose what he usually writes but just to let you know–it's better off you didn't know what he usually said towards her, because it's usually too provocative for anyone... Trust me, I read a few lines in one of the letters–and he is quite perverted

Kaeya ( About Mondstat )

Grandmaster Varka asked me to keep watch on ( name ) on a daily basis, keeping a check on her–making sure she is well behaved. He is quite a lover man wouldn't you agree ?, despite being his age–he is quite eccentric to experience new things with his wife, probably the reason why she always looks exhausted everyday as well as limping.

Jean ( About Paper work )

Lady ( name ) has been nothing but such a good helper for me–when the workload is overwhelming for me, she would lend her assistant. She is much happier and more energetic for the past few months after varka left for his expedition, probably because Grandmaster Varka is not here to constantly drag her to somewhere as well as not tired her with his energy and endless pursuit of love. Truly she is nothing but helpful for me and the rest of the knights, words cannot express how grateful I am.

[monstersholygrail]

Yandere Best Friend

Male Yandere x Gender Neutral Reader A night out with your friends proves challenging for your best friend, leaving him to try and prove to you why he’s better.

Yandere!Best Friend and you, Oblivious!Reader, are quite the pair. Honestly, everyone around you two can see just how obsessed he is with you. He doesn’t even bother to hide it, knowing you won’t realize what’s happening anyway.

Yan!Best Friend who, without fail, anytime sees you talking to a guy (no matter how platonic and friendly) will sneak up behind you, drawing you back tightly into his chest and give your cheek a wet kiss hello.

Though his eyes never leave the man before you, his deadly gaze screaming ‘Yeah, that’s right. They’re already taken.’ Meanwhile you didn’t think a thing of it. You knew he just found you too irresistible not to give a sweet lil smooch.

Yan!Best Friend who hates going out because isn’t it just so much better when it’s only you and him anyway? All cozied up together in his apartment with his three deadbolt locks. But the minute you tell him you’re going out to a bar with your friends, he’s suddenly a social butterfly, insisting he come with you. ‘Only wanna make sure you’ll be safe, baby.’

And when the table you all sit at is one chair short, his lap is conveniently right there for you to slide into. Given there’s not possibly another option (according to him) you do so happily.

Yan!Best Friend who quickly remembers all of the many reasons he’s slowly been distancing you from all your other friends. Hanging out with them is practically torture for him.

He spends the whole time sulking and pouting at the fact that he has to share you. His patience thinning every time you laugh at one of their jokes. He’s hung out with your friends plenty of times before. They’re not funny. Not funnier than him, anyway.

And when he gently grips your chin between his fingers and brings your attention back on him, all your friends send him these knowing glares that just get on his nerves. But you just look at him expectantly, your innocent self waiting for him to speak.

He’s not one to let you down so he leans in close, whispering a silly little joke just between you two that sends you into a fit of giggles. It eases the tensions in his shoulders and makes him think your friends might get out of this unscathed. He wouldn’t want you sad after all.

Yan!Best Friend who helps you as you stumble out of the bar with the rest of the group. When your friend offers to drive you home cause your place is on the way, his hands squeeze your hips, unwilling to let you go. ‘No, no, I can take care of them just fine.’ He doesn’t bother to hide the possessiveness in his tone.

He waits in a silent standoff between him and your friend until you break the tension by launching yourself at him. Placing a sloppy kiss to his cheek— because it’s ok, best friends kiss when it’s you and him— and begging for him to take you home. Your friend just sighs, telling you to text them when you get home so they know you’re ok before heading to their taxi.

Oh, it’ll be ok. He’ll make sure by turning your phone off the second he can slip it out of your palm. Softly telling you that he just doesn’t want you to drop it.

Yan!Best Friend who just can’t seem to keep his hands to himself as you two stumble into his apartment. Where it’s safe. His hands run all over your smooth silky skin and when you ask what he’s doing he murmurs softly in your ear, ‘Don’t want cha to fall now, do we, darling?’

You know he’s just taking care of you as he helps you to his bed. You whine and whimper about how you ache all over. An appreciative sigh leaving you as he slips off your shoes and runs his hands along your legs. Massaging out the aches, that’s all. When he crawls into bed with you, you nuzzle in closer and he’s right there to mold your body perfectly to his.

You can’t blame him for cuddling you in return when he continues to massage and caress your body. One hand traveling down your spine while the other wraps around your leg, hooking it over his waist as his fingers tease your inner thigh. Inching higher and higher. Whispering soothing sweet nothings in your ear.

‘Hold on tight honey, I’m here. I’ll make you feel alllll better…’