#yandere follower

[yanderefarm]

slasher!reader x fanboy!yandere

cw;; gore, blood, cannibalism, murder, animal violence mentioned

can u tell i love slashers... i wanna be a hot slasher monster thats the gender goal.

you're a local legend in the area, a modern myth to scare people away from the old slaughter house. most people don't actually believe you exist but there isn't an insignificant amount of people who never make it back from that "haunted" location.

you're no ghost, no you're very real. you live in the slaughter house where you do your "work". you actually ship out a decent amount of actual meat but only to specific customers who don't ask questions. some of them buy your premium meats but mostly you're just butchering cows and pigs. it's tedious work, nothing is as satisfying as cutting into a screaming crying human body.

you're so excited when another group of young adults come to visit. they're doing a test of courage. you're gonna make them really prove themselves tonight. there's only about 6 of them and from that you can only see 3 who's meat will actually sell. you silently plan to keep two as livestock to plump up and leave the 6th to go back and spread your myth farther.

it's a long night. humans don't like dying, they fight and scratch every step of the process. you've gotten two of the ones with the best meat and you've put them in your meat locker. one of the worthless ones is bleeding out with your hand in their hair. the remaining meats have given you a pretty nasty wound in your side and the pain is pissing you off. you don't even get to throw this worthless meat in the freezer before it's dead. annoying. you let go of its hair, your foot crushing it's arm as you drag yourself further.

you smell gasoline when your body finally gives against one of the walls. you can guess that those stupid meat bags are going to set fire to all your hard work. if only they hadn't gotten the drop on you. you hold your hand over the cut as you accept your fiery fate. but it doesn't come.

you hear footsteps, timid footsteps. you lull your head in the direction of them and you see the last premium meat standing there in front of you.

"...you... you're hurt." he drops next to you and tepidly reaches his hand towards your wound. you remove your hand letting it fall limp next to you. he immediately pulls out a small sewing kit.

"this is going to be uncomfortable but please bear with it." he threaded a needle and began the painful process of sewing up the gash.

you watched his hands move in silence, only flinching a few times from the pain. the boy in front of you had his brows furrowed and his tongue slightly out as he focused intensely on patching you up. it was so curious you couldn't stop staring at him. he tied it off and cut the excess string.

"i should kill you now." you picked your weapon off the ground next to you. the meat swallowed hard.

"if.. if you want... but can I make a request?" his face was red.

"i don't usually take requests.. but i suppose since you helped me out."

he swallowed again before looking up into your eyes. "i.. i don't want you to sell me. please eat me yourself!"

[creamsiclethighs]

Yandere Devoted Worshiper

You are a god to the peoples of his world, influencing them as you see fit

Your follower is one of these peoples, his love and adoration for you evident since his youth

You demonstrate favoritism among the people, and he is no exception. He knows this, and strives to be the one you will rely on for all your desires. He will not fail you

Your followers follow your word for selfish gain. Your rewards, their egos, their schemes to use your name to reach their ends- it sickens him. You are all that is true and sacred in life. He refuses to entertain these followers for long. Your glory is only truly appreciated with the love someone like him possesses, for his is pure

He follows your command unwavering and bends his knee to you and no one else, for your word is his law

He craves your love. Nothing would satisfy him like being the one and only you cherish, to be the one you seek out first, to hear you say, "I love you"

He searches for you, or rather, your signs. Do the cloud shapes foretell your coming? Are the sunsets reflections of your beauty when you're near? If he sits still long enough, will he hear your voice in the wind?

When he sleeps, he dreams of one day seeing you. To stand before you, to share in your presence, there is no greater joy he can imagine

And when he cannot sleep, he will sing to himself about you. There is nothing but sadness in his voice during these quiet moments

He'll pray to you anytime, anywhere. You deserve thanks in all things. In the market, he'll gladly sink to his knees in the mud and rain. In the wilds when he feels overwhelmed by the beauty of your world, he'll press his hands and face into the earth. In the small moments, he utters quick praises, head bowed in reverence

His love is quiet and perseveres in all things. He aches for the slivers of affection you offer, but he is devout, now and always

[yanderefarm]

Well here's my noemie ask, in relation to loser bf

Imagine like college au where you and noemie are both in college

He ask you to watch horror movie with him

Who the fuck is that? You spit on him and tell him to fuck off

Imagine instead of being down he just gets horny and go jerk off somewhere in the forest and you end up running into him while murdering rando

He sees you covered in blood and instantly cums

That's how you guys officially got to know each other I guess

-pretty anon

cw; violence, violence towards women, murder, mentions of necrophilia, murderer reader

You're popular, a sports scholarship, letterman jacket, frat bro, beautiful girls draped on your arms, kind of popular. The kind of popular that would never look at the pathetic, racoon eye makeup, creepy drooling, horror freak criminology major who tried his best to take up no space in the room. But you had a single class together, a fun extra credit on serial killers that for some unknown reason you were invested in. You would sit next to the disgusting freak that had spent his whole life being talked about and share your notes.

You had to notice the way he stared at you. You had to know that he was eyeing you up like you were a piece of meat. You had to feel the way his eyes traced your muscles as he dreamed of your arms choking him out. You sat so close he was sure you could hear his filthy thoughts. Actually he had gotten close enough to you physically to become absolutely delusional about what you thought. He was so sure he saw you getting hard after class, he was sure he saw you swallow hard at visceral descriptions, he was sure he could smell blood on you. He created a perfect image in his head of you as a repressed blood thirsty maniac who just needed to brutalize someone! If you just got your fists into his soft flesh you would be free. You would kill him and he would be your special first victim and you could kill as much as you wanted.

Your face twisted in disgust as this drooling creepy freak begged you to kill him. You spat at him even. In front of all your friends you looked down at him like he was filth and told him to get help.

Noemie ran far away to hide in his own secret base in the middle of the woods, an abandoned building he furnished with a small bed and some blankets for comfort. His feelings were undeniably hurt but the minute he was alone his delusions began to run wild again. You had to do that! You had to because you can't let everyone know what you really are. You spat on him because you're a sadist, you wanted to humiliate him. You like him just as much as he likes you!! This confirms it! Noemie's hands found his vibrator and he humped it until he couldn't think anymore.

He woke up when it was now dark outside and there were people outside his secret base. He heard a girl giggling as her back hit something firm, he cringed and started to get himself dressed. Then he heard your voice, low and sensual as you flirted with the woman. He froze in his spot, deciding to be quiet and completely still for just the slightest hope he might hear you have sex. And he got his wish. You pushed the woman against a tree and you took her hard. Her annoying screams weren't enough to stop Noemie from jerking off again.

Once it was done she started to get dressed and Noemie started to reluctantly leave the abandoned building. He hoped he could just sneak around you two and disappear. He didn't expect to be face to face with you snapping her neck. You looked from the woman over to him, a look in your eyes unlike anything he'd ever seen. And he had to look like a deer in headlights.

You dropped her body to the ground and started marching over to him with determination. Noemie startled backwards until his foot caught on a tree root. He put up his hands torn between instinctual self preservation and how horny he was getting. He grabbed his shirt anxiously instead of hiding his face. You said he was going to get what he wanted as you leaned over his trembling body.

One of your hands buried into his hair and you pulled on it forcing him to look in your eyes. His lips trembled as a pathetic moan came out and he mumbled something. You yanked on his hair again as you demanded he speak up.

"Please use my corpse when you're done." He muttered pathetically.

You looked between him sprawled over the forest floor and then back at the woman you'd just killed.

"Why don't you be a good little freak and help me take care of that... Then maybe I'll fuck and kill you."

Noemie jumped into action with way too much enthusiasm.

[yanderefarm]

or alternatively your other 6 wives

Noemie was your first wife, the awkward son of a noble family who wanted to marry you because he's your fan. he's very shy around most people but with you he's a filthy pervert who will do anything for your pleasure.

Seven wasn't supposed to become your wife at all, he was a prisoner of war that you personally punished in various ways. but oh when he finally fell to the torture he also fell hard for you. now he's your disgusting wife who usually needs to be restrained.

Kao was a gift from the mermaid kingdoms in exchange for your protection from other nations, but he wasn't too thrilled about being a human's wife. he's still stubborn and rude but when you're alone he's much cuter.

Amias and Elias were both found in a mad wizard's dungeon as experiments. Amias seemed relatively normal while Elias seemed completely broken and unable to stop crying. after you took care of them and helped them adjust to some sort of normalcy they both wanted to marry you. neither of them would take no for an answer.

Phillip your loyal butler and servant never approved of your wives, always trying to sabotage their dates. until you confronted him and turned him from servant into wife.

[yanderefarm]

XD so im kinda a dummy and when i sent the tattoo ask, what i typed is different than what i was thinking, which is how would noemie act if we got the same tattoos he already has

THAT'S SO FUNNY the one time i make a mistake that's not just me losing the plot or being unable to read and it's the only time the person comes back and corrects me too that's so funny to me.

here u go some proper simpage

if there's one thing you can say about noemie it's that his tattoos are pretty cool. you asked if they had any significance but no they were just patterns he used to doodle in highschool. just because they had no meaning when he got them didn't mean it stayed that way, they're a pretty identifiable feature after all. the tattoos became part of the legend. the cannibal butcher of the abandoned slaughter house now had a slit mouth, neck stitches, and satanic markings on his arms. also weirdly a really fat ass but you're choosing to ignore that rumor. you decided that you would lean into the other rumors though, make his markings look like part of your brand so he would just look like the innocent fanboy.

you expected him to be happy, you expected him to be excited. you didn't expect him to start hyperventilating. he gripped his chest while he tried to catch his breath. you gently wrapped an arm around his waist.

"breathe. use your words."

"youyouyou YOU LOOK LIKE ME!! your arms!! your neck!! your mouth!!" his fingers run over your lips. "oh my god your mouth. you look so sexy i want to watch you eat meat and rip it apart with your canines. i wish you would bite and rip off my fingers right now." his fingers slid down to your neck. "your neck is so sexy i want to kiss it." he grabbed your arms that were wrapped around him, massaging your forearm. "your arms fuck fuck your beautiful arms are touching me you're touching me. you're marked in my pattern. you're marked like you're mine and you're holding me..."

his knees went completely weak and he fell into your chest, drooling. god help you if he finds out you did this to protect him.

[yanderefarm]

yandere fanboy introduction

cw;; murder, cannibalism, gore, violence

here's noemie the 2nd goth boyfriend of my dreams. this one is shorter bc I decided to omit the nsfw segment this time. the drawing is the face he made when he asked you to eat him.

noemie is a gay goth boy who became obsessed with the local legend after finding out his father secretly deals with him.

his family is well off and shady as all hell. they're the kind of rich people who hunt other humans for sport.

after finding out about his family's dealings he immediately became obsessed with your legend doing all kinds of research on you. eventually he decided he wanted to see what you were actually like in person so he suggested his friends do the test of courage.

you did not disappoint! he was just a fan before but as soon as he met you he knew he loved you and would do anything for you.

his friends were about to light the building on fire when he found them and killed them both. he wasn't strong enough to drag them along with him so unfortunately their meat couldn't be used.

he made his own mask so he wouldn't be recognized by anyone while he helps you out. and he loves to help you out. anything you need he'll do it.

he's considered premium meats because he's got a nice distribution of fat and muscle. that's why his nickname is piggy!

he's an obsessed fanboy through and through. he collects your belongings, takes pictures of you when you're not paying attention, built a shrine to you.

he makes fancams out of grainy dark footage that's speculated to be you. like a true stan.

he gets jealous everytime he watches you put someone on a meat hook. he gets REALLY jealous if you keep someone in your pig pens as livestock.

he gets upset when you call other people premium meat but he's trying to get over that. they might be good meat but he's the only one that belongs solely to you.

his dad knows about your arrangement but he's too scared to confront you and tell you to leave his son alone. he will not let noemie live in the slaughter house that's off limits.

noemie is actually a big fan of ajax's onlyfans videos. he just tends to imagine it's you.

definitely a panty thief. will steal your underwear and any other clothes and keep them as part of his shrine.

he's a more typical yandere. his sickness comes from his obsession and devotion to you. he'll kill anyone to make you love him. if his own father got in his way he'd kill him with remorse.

[yanderefarm]

Currently caught up on your posts and saw what 🪐 anon said so to make this better lets break some more yanderes!!

We already got some Nephy content so let's step it up a notch..

How about making some of the yanderes totally codependent on us in order to even live?? Like we go really extreme and remove one of their limbs sort of things because if they're willing to do anything to keep us then we should return the favor to them

I have an issue...

-🐝

cw;; cannibalism, gore, amputation, violence, abuse, ableism (kind of?? this isn't meant to be realistic depictions to begin with so take it with a grain of salt), amputation kink, dehumanization, dumbification, pet play, dead dove don't eat

ohhhh the amputation ask was about us doing it. still. its an amputation kind of night so we're doing it.

i can only see this with a few of them so im just gonna write about them. tbh i could probably also do something with ajax but i don't know what.

silvan;; he can't hurt himself anymore if he doesn't have arms. after being particularly bad and hurting himself enough to leave an ugly scar you decided to go through the process of having his limbs removed. it's usually reserved for cruel pet owners but in your case it's necessary for his own well being. well removing his legs wasn't necessary but you thought it would be better that way. he's completely dependent on you, he has no choice but to spend his days being carried by you or his maid because you refuse to give him any mobility aids. the only time he gets a taste of freedom again is during parties where you outfit him in beautiful but barely functional porcelain prosthetics. he can't move his hands and he can just barely walk so he still has to rely on you.

imagine him cutely waking you up by crawling over top of you. you open your eyes and look up to see his cheeks red and tears in his eyes. poor thing needs you to carry him to the bathroom, you give him a little kiss before you put him on the bed. you watch him squirm and try to sit up before you finally pick him up like a child. his tears soak your nightshirt as you carry him to the bathroom. he's so pathetic.

achilles;; the ultimate punishment. one of your regulars in your streams and as a customer asked you one night how much for a leg, normal question for you. except he meant achilles leg. and he was willing to pay millions for it. achilles and you spend a long time talking it over. it's not that you don't love the idea of taking away his life and making him solely dependent on you but you're worried about him waking up one day hating you for doing this to him. he assures you that's impossible and even if he did wake up one day hating you he would want you to break him back into place. he asserts over and over that his life, his body, his mind are all yours to break as you will. so he loses a leg. and then an arm. and soon enough your cute toy is just a sweet little thing that needs you for everything.

imagine him crawling as best he can over to you whining the whole way. you take pity on him and pick him up, sitting him in your lap while you play games. everyone in the stream says hi to him so excited to see him and his face that was once the picture of stoicism lights up with glee. he waves a nubby arm at them and almost falls off your lap. you give him a gentle kiss as you fix him between your legs. you have to remind him again to use his words and he struggles to think like he has every day since he became a happy little toy. "fhank you!!" so cute.

noemie;; he's premium meat and you've always found it a waste not to eat him no matter how much you like him. so when he gets on your last nerve you decide you've had enough. he screams and cries like a proper pig but you can tell even through his tears he's so happy. you only take his limbs and let him keep the rest because that's how much you like him. he is so grateful when he watches you eating one of his legs and you're kind enough to feed him some as well!! and now, you take your four legged piggy and you put him in your bedroom, metal on his nubs, hook in his nose, a little fake pig tail in his ass. he's a reward for you after a long day of work. sometimes you take him out and carry him around for some fresh air and to see everything you've been working on.

imagine opening the door to your bedroom to see your little piggy sitting in his bed on the floor looking excited to see you and immediately oinking. you pick him up and carefully remove his nose hook before you start to head to the bath. you're covered in blood and grime from work and he smells sweaty. he'll cuddle against your chest while he talks about what he thought about all day and how much he missed you. in the bath he'll splash and blow bubbles and be all excited you have to take him out and wrap him tightly in his towel so you can actually clean yourself. but he'll never stop talking and praising and smiling at you.

[yanderefarm]

Neomie getting pregnant, all embarrassed to tell you because he’s not sure how you’ll react, but he was happily surprised by you telling him “you’d raise them to be good piggies, just like him.” And god, he just looked so cute, dumbly staring at you, shocked at your words, that he barely noticed you taking off his pants, until you started lapping at his cunt, looking to put another piggy in him

noemie with pig head babies that bite on his tits too hard and it hurts but he can't cry bc he's so happy-- omg who said that

noemie freaking out so badly when he gets a positive, he doesn't hate the idea as much as he thought he would but it ruins everything for you doesn't it? he's so sure you'll be angry or want him to get an abortion or something. he's certain.

but you're not angry, you're a bit distant the only response you give at first is a grunt but he can tell you're not mad so thats a start. but then you're so gentle with him. if he tries to do any hard labor you immediately stop him and take over the job for him, you pick him up so he doesn't have to go anywhere dangerous, you bring him everything he wants and needs. so diligent.

once it really starts to show after 3 months he becomes a bit poutier. the attention and gentleness was really cute, really sweet. he felt so loved!! but you haven't actually kissed him or embraced him since he told you. he could take it at first. maybe you were put off by the idea of kids but you were being gentle with him, he was just grateful for your kindness. then he thought maybe he turned you off now, maybe you didn't like him anymore because he got pregnant but again you're being patient with him. but now he's gotten to a point in his pregnancy where he's desperate for some real attention. if you're going to keep him around then please give him something!!

you catch your cute piggy lying in your bed rubbing circles into his aching cunt and whimpering, tears running down his cheeks. its too cute. its too much. months of holding back and trying so hard to be careful with him feel like they're going to snap. you notice his eyes lock onto you, lingering a moment before closing tight as he tries so hard to get himself to cum. your cock hurts.

noemie squeals like a proper piggy when you grab one of his ankles and pull his legs completely open, exposing his drippy and sore cunt to you. his hands quickly go to grab at you but you brush him away.

"piggy's not allowed to touch my property." you remind him and he whines.

"y-you won't.... you-you think im not worth it anymore-" he starts to sob small hiccups interrupting him.

your large hand runs along his soft folds, gentle and methodical. "mmm... stupid piggy. you're my prize meat, full of lil babies, so sexy, so cute."

his breath hitches before a moan pours out of his mouth. "sssir~"

"stupid stupid piggy." you scold as your rough thumb rubs over his swollen t dick. finally your large tongue runs a long stripe along those sweet slick folds.

noemie moans, his back arching and his hands burying in your hair. "please-! pl-please take care of your st-stupid piggy-!"

you groan as he tugs on your hair before you press a kiss against his thighs. "mmm.... think i can give you another litter..? more lil babies...?"

noemie is pretty sure that's not how it works but god. god he hopes you try.