if you ever make more yanderes,,, please consider yandere maid / yandere butler.. ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧
Yandere maid who workers for a mad scientist reader and is awful at his job. Yandere maid who does not have a maid outfit as his uniform but keeps showing up in it anyway. Yandere maid who keeps tripping over nothing and giving you accidental up skirt shots. Yandere maid keeps getting tricked by the monster you research so you have to go save him multiple times. Yandere maid who keeps knocking chemicals over but is the best in the building at washing blood off of things. Yandere maid who definitely does not keep feeding people who get to close to you to the monsters. Yandere maid who you can hear from a mile away in the office but aren't able to hear when he stalks you home. Yandere maid who has an inhuman amount of strength. Yandere maid who can't be with you when your in an enclosure because the monsters avoid him. Yandere maid who definitely is not a monster that escaped the facility and is hanging around so he can still be with his favorite caretaker…
Yandere Knight who’s been trained for the honor of protecting the royals their entire life. Who’s had any semblance of self beaten out of them instead being filled with nothing but reverence for their favorite. At first their obsession is devoid of romance, solely based on their divine duty to protect you. They’re happy just to stay by your side and content with forgoing their own life in favor of yours. That would all change the moment they actually get hurt protecting you. They expect to be broken just like when they were a kid, destroyed and remade stronger, better for you. Instead you are gentle and kind, you help nurse their wounds and their obsession transitions from one of duty to one of love. No longer content to die for you, now they must live for you, their beloved royal. No matter how many people they have to cut down your knight will never forsake their love.
Yandere Advisor a few years older than you but much much younger than your other advisors. They were a prodigy, groomed from a simple stable hand to the person they were today. Their incredible intelligence, tactical mind and people skills make them invaluable to the kingdom but they find themself laying awake night after night. Not worrying for the people but for you instead. They care not for the opinion of other royals or their peers but only of yours. They view everyone as below them, sure their friendly and compassionate on the surface but below the skin lies a bubbling darkness. Every meeting with you that’s interrupted by some silly problem or royal ball they’re forced to miss due to work, they find their facade cracking. They contemplate abandoning the wretched kingdom you loved, whisking you far far away so they can finally have what they love. For now though they’ll wear their cracked mask and guide you as gently as they can, both in your role as a royal and towards your devoted advisor.
Your families resident Yandere Wizard is a strange creature. Equally out of their mind as they are terrifyingly cunning. They slip between the two states so easily that it’s not quite clear which is their true self, maybe they’re both just hiding what truly lurks below their calculating eyes and outrageous outfits. Despite being perfectly capable of turning whatever enemy crossed their path into nothing more than a pile of dust, they prefer to use their magic in more…joyful ways. Turning your dress into whatever color you fancied at the moment or making flowers appears out of thin air whenever you seemed down. Some may call it a waste of their gift but they knew the truth, knew that nothing was a waste if it was done for love. They turn their tower into an inviting place for you and makes sure you know you’re always welcome, that they’ll always have time for their royal. They contemplate keeping you up in their tower forever and using their magic to bring you bliss until the end of days. They would give you whatever you wanted because all they wanted was you.
A Yandere Witch who’d started as a simple forest witch. Content to live in her small cabin among the trees and animals, only ever going into the royal city when they needed supplies or to sell off potions at the marketplace. Sometimes people would come to them for help with their maladies or to try and observe their strange skills for themselves and usually they’d abide before sending them on their way and going back to their solitude. Lately though their solitude wasn’t the great comfort it had once been. Something was missing or rather someone. They found themself going into the royal city more and more, not just flitting in and out of the market place but becoming a frequent fixture. So frequent in fact that under cover of night and a cloak you’d come to seek them, hearing of their skills on one of your visits to greet the subjects. They indulged you, allowing you to watch their work until the sun starts to peak through the horizon and to their joy you keep coming back whenever you can. They becomes so fond of your company that they consider getting rid of that pesky wizard of yours and offering themself for the royal court instead.
A Yandere Maid and your closest confidant, a fact they very much likes to rub in to anyone who will listen. They’d been raised for this since birth, the knight was raised to protect you sure but they were raised to serve. To handle every tedious, boring or undesirable aspect of your life so you’d never be anything less than content. It was a job they took very seriously, keeping detailed lists of what you liked and didn’t like, paying the shadiest people to vet any new people you came into contact with before you ever met them and of course helping in more normal ways too. Because you trust them so implicitly it’s startlingly easy to get rid of any favors of affection from anyone else, after all you didn’t need anyone else. Only they could take care of you the way you needed, it was their purpose, you were their purpose.
The Yandere Jester is perhaps the least assuming of yanderes. Always joking and smiling and laughing and prodding oh so subtly. Telling you stories of when they were sent to the gallows and their escape even fantastical tales of robbed royals, mysterious murders and other various crimes and misfortunes. Ultimately these were assumed to be humorous fibs from a misguided jester but still some nobles would whisper theories while looking at the jester fearfully, saying they were an escaped madman or perhaps a demon in human form. Truthfully no one but you seemed to like them much, always acting as if they were a rabid bloodthirsty beast and they were, to anyone else at least. To you they were a lapdog, hungry only for your laughter and joy. Eventually their stories get to be less about the past and more about the future, talks of how funny it’d be to steal away their beloved and leave all these silly nobles heads spinning. They don’t sound quite as funny telling that one, but still you smile politely and they love you even more for it.
Yandere Suitors sent from other kingdoms, mostly weaker ones seeking to form an alliance but also a few from stronger kingdoms, even empires who simply had a spare and figured it couldn’t hurt or needed agreements on something specific from your kingdom such as a rare resource. Eventually as more and more suitors came and then refused to return home even after rejection, they ended up as more of an unwanted harem situation. Constantly making and breaking alliances with each other to try and gain favor, flitting around the palace ordering servants around to make sure everything perfect all the time for you. Each trying to be seen as the best spouse for you, dreaming of the day you pick them and send the rest home, in pieces if required. Always whispering gossip in your ear, offering to warm your bed or accompany you out of the palace. Theyd do anything to be your favorite, just one step closer.
Throngs of adoring, Yandere Royal Subjects, even people from the far away villages and outer edge territories make their way to the royal city when you make a grand appearance in town. Cheering and waving colorful flags made from scrap, some huddled in groups giving blessings for your safety and health hoping they’d be extra effective with you so close. Parents hold up their kids as high up as they can hoping you’d bless them through the carriage window as they’d seen you do before. People insist on giving gifts and offering, although not to you directly once the royal entourage passes many march to the castles gates and leave them there, in place for your return. While many have negative views on other royals or monarchy in general, none ever seem to extend to you, their beloved royal. Any citizen led attacks or rebellions to the crown always seem to happen when you’re away and never touch your preferred parts of the castle or castle grounds, the very worst that’d ever happened to you was when a small outlier group raided your room and stole a few things. Those same outliers were later found bled out in the middle of town,in the middle of the day, with absolutely no witnesses. Everyone in town knows what happened of course, justice was served.
Yandere Assassin who was the best, never once caught or suspected for the hundred deaths they’d directly caused, so disconnected from themself and from the world that every new identity and culture they found themself ingratiated in felt just as much like home as anywhere else, nothing felt real or right so what did it matter who they were or who they killed. Not until they were assigned to your kingdom, to your family, did they finally start to understand what it meant to be alive and just how precious life was. Years of blood on their hands hadn’t taught them to live but a week with you and their heart was beating for the first time. They mostly watched from the sidelines, acting as just another servant. They watched how the other royals misuse their power to mistreat the people, each other and most egregiously, you. They watch as the others ignore and placate you, watches as they lie and cheat and subjugate the masses and they’re disgusted. It’s amazingly easy to poison their wine, everyone who could possibly be a threat to your ascension. They know you’ll be upset for a while at the loss of your ‘family’ but they promise to be there for you and now that they’ve taken a permanent position in the castle they’ll have all the time in the world to look out for you.
A local Yandere Dragon who kidnaps you every few weeks or so. Of course the first time you’d been terrified, a huge thundering monster snatches you from your visit to the courtyard and just flies off, with you in its talons. Though once back at their surprisingly not horrible cave, you come to understand them a bit. At least more than any other human had ever bothered to. Some knights from your kingdom had stolen from their horde and they wanted whatever it was back, sure being kidnapped wasn’t great but at least they were negotiating instead of just destroying the place in revenge. They are gruff and unpracticed but ultimately harmless to you and after a guarantee of their stolen treasures return you too are returned home. Though every few weeks the dragon seems to have some new grievance that requires the beloved royal as collateral and in that time they grow to be more and more comfortable around you, their little human. Should your kingdom ever wise up to their trick and try to fight against the dragon for you it wouldn’t be pretty. Last time someone stole from their horde they negotiated, that time, they’d burn the kingdom to the ground and take what was theirs, permanently.
Thinking of a yandere competent maid and her sweet duchess reader~
Basically, after escaping your family through a loveless marriage, you’ve expected the worst from your husband: being neglectful within the duchy and even having a couple of mistresses behind your back. You figured as long as you live a life distant from him, it would be easy for you to prevent any more mistreatment from the staff and his family when coming to visit.
Yan maid would be one of the first of the manor to introduce herself to you. Unlike most of the other maids she seems competent at her job, holding loyalty to the duchy which includes the new mistress of the house. She found you beautiful although powerless in the face of your husband. She was tasked to be in charge of taking care of you, making sure your life is secure whilst married to the duke.
It was surprising how much… affection? respect? yan maid gave you, considering that the other maids weren’t exactly fond of you. The estate was filled with plants from the other families, waiting for you to slip up and fall into despair so they can replace you with a more… deserving candidate to be by his side. But yan maid wasn’t like the others. She went above and beyond to ensure your safety; she tested your food before serving it to you, kept a watchful eye when guiding you around the estate, and had such helpful advice to maintain somewhat friendly relations with your husband. It seems that out of everyone around her, despite her rather cold demeanor, there was a subtle kindness coming from her. You were very thankful for it.
Yan maid was also in charge of furthering your status as the duchess: teaching you the duties that come with the role. She was patient; any repeated mistakes that would easily irk off any other tutor would be corrected in a calm manner, she’d never raise your voice when you’ve done something wrong. She praised your intelligence despite your naivety and reminded you to hold your head up in the face of the men that would put you down.
Over the next couple of months, she would guide you into the perfect duchess, one that anyone would be proud of.
And within those couple of months, the fleeting (and rather shallow) affection she held for you the moment you arrived would blossom into something deeper, something special. Since yan maid was your main caretaker, eventually you’d become more comfortable around her to say what’s on your mind. And what was once the image of just a beautiful woman easily transformed into an intelligent being capable of thought and emotion. You’d come to her mainly for advice, asking about mundane things like some of your husband’s likes and dislikes, or embroidering techniques, etc.
Through these little conversations she began to fall deeper for you, wanting to hear more of your voice, wanting to see you more in those frilly little dresses. The Duke may be funding your lifestyle, but she was the one that arranged everything. Anything to ensure your happiness she’d do.
In fact, yan maid would gloat about how she easily was the most important person in your life, above anyone else, even above the duke she initially was supposed to be loyal towards.
And yan maid is aware of the danger imposed upon you. As a result, she would put herself in charge of protecting you when no other would, she wasn’t afraid to spill blood in your name. On the days when you’re especially frightened, paranoid from a possible assassination attempt, yan maid would knock on the door, ready to provide you with the love and comfort your neglectful husband couldn’t.
Hell, if one day you come crying to her, saying you’ve had enough, that you want to run away, she would be the one to arrange everything. She'd wipe the slate clean, all the paperwork would be handled, and it's not like anyone else would miss you. Just promise her that you’d take her with you because she wouldn’t want to leave you alone.
Sorry about the dip in quality, i haven't really written anything like this. But I wanted something quick out before tomorrow, just because now I know that people are actually reading my shtuff. Enjoy lol
Cat Hybrid Reader with Tentacle Maid Boy- Feral Cat Reader sees one of his tentacles peeking out his dress and thinks "Calamari...." Biting one of his arms would normally be a death sentence, but Cat Hybrid Reader is so cute with their ears and tail, plus it looks like the poor thing hasn't eaten in days! He knows all to well what that's like- He can forgive someone biting him just this once - as long as Reader stays with him in the manor. His room is nice and spacious so Reader should be happy. If they leave him after they've left a mark on his heart it'll just snap right in two-
Cat Hybrid Reader could also become Groundskeeper later on as a way to pay back the maid for all he's done for them. He insists they needn't worry about such silly matters, but Reader is a little bored in his room all day- They'd be able to see each other more often too.
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Tentacle Maid: Ouch! Who bit my arm?! I'll have the kitchen staff grind you into mince meat and see how you like being eaten!
[Cat Hybrid Reader cowers away, ears pressed flat against their head.]
Tentacle Maid - anger melting away: Oh, hello there. Was it you who bit me? How could a darling like yourself cause so much pain? You look unwell. Might you be hungry?
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Tentacle Maid: Dearest? Have you seen my wheelchair? I can't find it anywhere.
[Cat Hybrid Reader sleeps in his wheelchair beside a window with the perfect amount of sun bleeding through.]
Tentacle Maid: Oh!.... I should let you rest. Return it once you're done, won't you?
[Cat Hybrid Reader - awoken by his voice - pulls the maid into the chair and quickly climbs on top of him, laying their head on his shoulder.]
Tentacle Maid, petting their head: This works too...
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[Cat Hybrid Reader puts on the groundskeeper's hat - their ears popping out of sides as they adjust it.]
Tentacle Maid: Ahhh! You're too precious! Please stay in my bedroom forever! I'll bring you all the seafood you could ever want- I'll brush your hair and give you all the love this world has denied you!
SCANDAL IN THE PALACE: THE EMPEROR BRINGS DISGRACE WITH A CONCUBINE
The lady glanced over the scandalous news once more. Her lips curling into a wry smile. Despite the insult of her husband's betrayal, she maintained indifferent. She carried herself with dignity, as if the scandal is unworthy of her concern.
"So, you're the concubine he picked."
The empress's voice was smooth, almost sweet. As she lounged back in her seat. With deliberate ease, she pressed the heel of her jeweled slipper onto the concubine's shoulder. A mockery of affection that carried the weight of her disdain.
[Name] knelt frozen, her mind racing. How had it come to this? She had never sought the Emperor's attention, nor wished to be dragged into the chaos of court life. Yet here she was, the plaything of power, caught in a game she had no hand in starting.
The empress tilted her head, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "I suppose even a pawn can be amusing." She mused, pressing down slightly harder. [Name] remained silent, her shame swallowed by a quiet resignation. It wasn’t defiance. Only the hollow understanding that her fate had never truly been her own.
"Do you know why he took you as a concubine?" The empress drawled, her voice dripping with mockery. She leaned closer, her piercing gaze slicing through [Name]'s composure. "It wasn’t for your charm, your wit, or even your beauty. No, it was for me."
[Name]’s breath caught, her confusion plain. The empress’s lips curled into a cruel smile as she continued.
"He chose you because I instructed him to. A quiet girl from an unremarkable family. I have no taste for men. Their arrogance, their fumbling desires. I find it all... distasteful. Women, though," She said, her fingers lightly brushing [Name]’s cheek. "Women are art. And you, my dear, are here because I wanted you."
[Name]’s mind reeled. She hadn’t chosen this life, hadn’t asked for any of it. Now she realized she wasn’t even the Emperor’s plaything. She was the empress’s pawn.
The empress reached out, tracing a cold finger along [Name]’s jaw. "How does it feel, knowing your purpose was never yours to decide?" She whispered, her tone held cruelty and amusement. [Name] lowered her eyes, swallowing her bitterness. What could she say? This, too, was out of her hands.
"Prove your worth," the empress commanded, her voice low and smooth. Yet laced with a threat. She turned on her heel, not waiting for an answer. "To my bedchamber."
[Name] followed in silence, her footsteps heavy with resignation. The gilded doors closed behind them, sealing her fate yet again.
Later, the empress stepped out into the cool night. The air fragrant with blooming jasmine. She walked slowly through the palace gardens, her demeanor serene. Yet her mind sharp with satisfaction. The night was hers, her control absolute.
Meanwhile, [Name] lay on the silken sheets. Staring blankly at the ornate ceiling. Her thoughts spiraled into absurdity as she tried to make sense of her life.
She was the protagonist of a game. The female lead, ensnared in a world where everyone’s desires revolved around her. Pulling her into their obsessions.
She stared at her reflection in the polished bronze mirror. Searching for the girl she used to be. Instead, she saw the character they had cast her as. An object of obsession in a game she never chose to play.
[Name]’s mind wandered through the faces of those who seemed hopelessly drawn to her. Their obsessions suffocating and relentless. Each one brought with them a peculiar brand of madness that tightened the web around her.
The Emperor
Beneath his regal demeanor was a possessive man who saw [Name] as the perfect jewel in his collection. His love was stifling, expressed through gilded cages and lavish displays. He watched her every move, ordering his spies to report on her daily activities. If she so much as smiled at another man, that person would vanish. His existence erased by the Emperor’s silent wrath.
The Empress
Her obsession was colder, sharper, like the edge of a blade. The empress viewed [Name] as her personal possession. A treasure she refused to share. She would isolate her, ensuring no one else could bask in her light. The empress's punishments were subtle but devastating: restricting [Name]’s movements, destroying her friendships, and whispering poison into her ears to make her doubt herself.
The Knight
The palace knight. Stoic and loyal, was consumed by a feral devotion. He would cut down anyone he perceived as a threat, his blade swift and merciless. His obsession bordered on worship, and he viewed himself as her eternal protector. Yet his protection came at a cost, her freedom. He would lock her away if it meant keeping her safe, even if she begged for release.
The Wizard
The court wizard was a man of intellect. But his love for [Name] turned his brilliance into something terrifying. He would weave enchantments to bind her to him. Spells that made her dreams twist with his image. His obsession was suffocating. His love an experiment. If she resisted, he would create illusions to isolate her from reality, ensuring she saw no one but him.
The Maid
The sweet, doting maid hid a darkness behind her kind smile. She adored [Name] with a devotion that bordered on madness. She sabotaged any attempt [Name] made to grow close to others. Spilling secrets and spreading rumors. Her yandere tendencies were quiet but insidious: poisoned tea for rivals, missing letters, and stolen moments where she would cling to [Name] as if her life depended on it.
Each of them was a piece of a puzzle [Name] had never asked to solve. Their affections weren’t love. They were chains, binding her tighter with every gesture, every whispered promise, and every desperate act. She was the center of their twisted universe, and there was no escape.
