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🌟𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒𝖘 𝕴 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗🌟
💜Bleach
💜Bungo Stray Dogs
💜Jujutsu Kaisen
💜The Amazing Digital Circus
💜Boku no Hero Academia
💜Spider-Verse
💜Genshin Impact
💜Obey Me
💜Demon Slayer
💜Spy x Family
💜Cyberpunk Edgerunner
💜Twisted Wonderland
💜Black Butler
💜And many more! If you have any suggestions, feel free to let me know!
😚𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊💅🏾
- Unhealthy relationships
- Obsessive behavior
- Non/con, dubcon, etc.
- Smut
- Gore
- Manipulation
- Toxic behavior
- Graphic descriptions of bodily harm, murder, etc.
☠𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕹𝕺𝕿 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊🔪
- Incest
- Anything involving underaged characters ((Aged up Characters are okay, though))
Imagine a yandere priest trapping a succubus/incubus.
You are a low ranking succubus/incubus. You found yourself in the mortal realm, hoping to capture souls and soar through the rankings. You wear human disguises to avoid suspicion as there are demon hunters in the mortal realm and many of your fellow brothers and sisters have fallen victim.
You collect a few souls here and there during your time, but then you decide to hunt bigger prey.
A Priest.
Priests are usually protected under God's divinity and considered untouchable, but that is only the case for Priests who have never strayed from God's teachings.
You find a Priest who seemed to be very corrupt and set your sights on them. However, you have been tricked.
You were right that they were corrupted, but they were still protected under God's divinity. This Priest was obsessed with you. He captured you and you can never leave. Demons have always fascinated this Priest, but there was something about you that broke his sinful, carnal desires. You were going to be saved...
And under the guide of His Heavenly Father, Priest Michael would ensure your path to redemption would be filled with nothing but his holy teachings.
Imagine a yandere stalker who is obsessed with his darling who happens to be married. They're living a wonderful life with their married partner, but yandere stalker is jealous.
Jealous that it's not him standing by their side, jealous that it's not him who they give goodbye kisses to when their spouse is leaving for work, jealous that it's not him who got to them first to put that ring on their finger and have everything that would have belonged to him...
He hates their spouse so much...He hates how they're so lovey-dovey with his darling...He wishes the spouse was terrible instead of being so perfect and loving...
Only then would he not feel so conflicted about getting rid of them. If they were terrible, he would be the one to swoop in and save his darling from a monster, but they're NOT!
They're only an obstacle...they should know they're taking up someone else's place! The only person meant to be his darling's spouse is HIM!
I'm still here. Just very sick at the moment. Haven't had a clear head to write yet. I'll be putting some things in the queue that I had made prior to getting sick...
can I get a part two of the water god also do you watch or do the amazing digital circus or murder drones
((Here's part 2 of Yandere! Greek God x Mortal! Darking! And to answer your question, I have seen the amazing digital circus! I do not about murder drones, though. Is it interesting?))
The fates.
It was decided long ago that Ketos was to take a mortal woman as his wife. He was furious at first.
He raged at sea for several days and nights, protesting the fates' decision. It was futile, though. Once something was decided, it was woven into the fabric of one's destiny, permanently bonded together. There was nothing one could do except to accept it.
Ketos couldn't do anything besides his fate. He did contemplate killing every mortal woman by flooding the lands, but it would have been foolish to do so. He didn't want to face the ire of Zeus, who would no doubt come down to smite him if any of his mortal or potential mortal lovers were harmed or killed.
It wasn't until the fates came down and told him the name of his future mortal wife. Things changed when out of his arrogant curiosity, he decided to leave his realm to seek her out. He wanted to see for himself if she was worthy enough to be his wife.
And once he saw her, he did not expect to fall as hard as he did.
She was beautiful, not as beautiful as Aphrodite, but beautiful enough to be his wife. Things he had not imagined before, back when he abhorred the thought of a mortal being his betrothed, hit him and carried him away like the waves crashing against the earth.
He obsessed over her. Watching her from the sea everytime she took a walk along the sandy shore, taking on human forms to stalk her from afar, and even engaging in conversation with her in disguise just to hear what her voice sounds like among other things.
He had completely fallen for her. He decided the next time he saw her, he would come to her as himself and try to court her.
And well, their first meeting did not go as he had planned.
He had thought she would marvel at his magnificence. He was a God, for Zeus's sake! But she looked at him in fear. Distress plagued her beautiful features and he had no clue why. Surely, there was no reason why she would refuse a God like him, was there?
And so began an unique song and dance where he would try to court her, give her gifts, talk to her, all for it to be for naught! She refuses again and again.
And Ketos was starting to become angry...
How dare she refuse his love? She was his! The fates had already confirmed it! Her destiny lies and ends with him!
He grew increasingly impatient until it came bubbling up one day and he snapped.
He was already in a terrible mood after facing so many of her rejections. He saw her dreadful look and grew tired of her pleas as she refused yet again. But this time, he was going to have her one way or another.
He lashed out, making the calm waves rage and the clouds above heavy and gray.
He threatened her with the lives of her family, along with all the other villagers she lived and grew up with. He didn't care about any of them! If it took killing everyone around her for her to be his, he would gladly do it. Even if she died in the process, all he would have to do is go to Hades and pluck her soul out of the Underworld so that she can finally be with him. And if he couldn't, he was a God. He had all the time in the world to wait for you to reincarnate and take you as his wife then.
Luckily, he didn't need to go that far. Though reluctant, she finally agreed to come to him! He was ecstatic. She took his hand and he praised her for choosing him. It didn't matter if she wasn't happy at first. He'll make her see the positive sides to being his betrothed. All his thoughts reverted back to all the things he wanted to do with her...
He would love and cherish her as they will soon be husband and wife.
He was so happy to have her, his lovely wife.
((I think I may do a part 3 that's more of a look into their married life. Hope you enjoyed this one though!))
Imagine a yandere and his darling, who is aware that he's a yandere but does not care. And the reason darling does not care is because he is a complete goof. He's a yandere who tries but does not succeed.
He's bad at stalking because he does nothing to conceal his presence. Darling always notices him in the most humorous of ways.
He tries to come off threatening, but he folds the moment his darling looks at him. He's like a golden retriever type yandere.
Darling always leaves him be, because he's basically harmless.
But don't be fooled~
A yandere is still a yandere. He's nice and clingy to his darling, but anyone who interferes will always be the one to kick the bucket.
Is darling aware? Who knows? Who's to say they would even care?
Imagine a water Greek God obsessed with you, a mere mortal. He tries everything he can to woo you, but you refuse him everytime.
It doesn't deter him though. He will have you.
His pursuit of you becomes more aggressive. You start to feel helpless, afraid, powerless. Your family gathers around you, assuring you that no harm will come to you.
"Continue as you always have," they said, but an overwhelming feeling of dread started to flow throughout your body. You could feel that the fate of your life has been decided and ultimately, you will be in the hands of that god.
One day, you walk out to the sea and you come face to face with the God who keeps trying to court you. His face was devoid of any emotion and he towered above you.
"Come to me," he said, his hand outstretched towards you for you to take. It seemed inviting and tempting.
But that same sickening feeling came over you again. You refused him, just like before.
Suddenly, the air around you changed. It became heavy and the winds whipped around you angrily. The once clear, blue sky turned dark as the clouds swirled in together as they blocked out the sun. And the waves rushed back to the sea, leaving the sandy beaches bare.
Fear began to nag at you and you looked back at the god, whose expression has changed to one of anger.
"Come to me," he said again. This time he demanded it, his voice taking on a possessive, furious tone. "Join me as my wife, mortal. I will no longer take no for an answer."
Your breathing became heavy and your body trembled. You couldn't move you legs and your lips quivering as you tried to stutter out, "But why me!? I do not want to leave my family nor my village!"
His eyes flashed with anger and waves came crashing back, violently, against the shore. His voice boomed, almost roaring, as he spoke to you.
"It matters not! The fates have decided that you shall be mine! I have been courteous enough. Come to me or I shall flood your village. In the end, I will get what I want, my wife...
You have but one choice."
Your eyes began to sting and tears ran down your cheeks. You were truly powerless.
There was nothing you could do. You were just a human and he was a God.
He held out his hand once more.
"You will make the right choice, or will you not?," his voice went back to being void of any emotions once more. With your tears still falling, you made your choice and took his hand.
He smiled down at you. A cold, terrible, obsessive smile that didn't reach his calculating eyes.
To my very first anon who requested Fontaine ask, I am very sorry to say that unfortunately I have no clue about genshin. I know the characters because I fell for them and I try to learn about them as much as I can, but the world building and stuff is something I do not know well because I am much too poor to play the game. And I don't mean too poor to afford the game, I know it is free to play on mobile and such. What I mean is that I cannot afford to upgrade my phone because the mobile app is not supported by it, PC, or get a PS4 or PS5 to play the game. I have wanted to play this game since my favorite animator got dragged into the genshin impact hole, but I literally have nothing to play it on. I could watch others play it to get an idea but I like to play the game myself because there are always little details that gamers miss that could be good writing material for future fanfics.
So I'm very sorry that I couldn't answer your ask, it would've been spoilers for me, but if you have another ask, feel free to send it. Heck, feel free to drop some lore on me or some headcanons on your fave genshin characters!
Truthfully, I love the idea of a Yandere! Nerd falling for a Goth darling! Like he feigns being weak or others just mistake him for being weak because he values learning/studying over sports. Plus he looks like your typical nerd. Bulky glasses, baggy clothes that hide his real figure, always carrying books and stuff around with him all day.
But you should never judge a book by its cover.
Goth darling makes the unfortunate mistake of catching Nerd's eye when she helps him, finding him after he was attacked in an ambush by his bullies. Everyone else ignored him, allowed themselves to become standbys for his suffering, but not darling.
From that day forward, Nerd knew Goth was destined to be his. He comes to know everything about them and how their looks is just a mere coverup for their kind heart.
Nerd won't stop at anything to make them his.
And Goth...that poor, unfortunate soul...has no clue the kind of monster they've set off.
You have no shoes, your clothes are tattered and ripped from catching on sticks among other things, and your skin is covered in cuts and scratches. You had no time to think nor worry about your physical state. All your mind was focused on was getting away from him.
Getting away from the man who took your friends....
Your family...
Your freedom...
Locking you away in solitary with no solace.
You endured hellish months with him until one day, he finally let his guard down. He always let you roam free in your prison, but only in his presence. When he was gone, he would chain you up, only allowing you a distance closest to the nearest bathroom.
You guessed that since you stopped fighting him, he thought he could trust you enough to not leave him.
But...you never stopped thinking that one day you could leave. You could leave and never come back!
And, so you took that chance.
You'd been running for hours. By now, he should've come back and noticed you were missing. He may even be furious by your "betrayal," but you were never going to sit tight, trapped as that man's plaything.
You finally grew tired and the air around you turned cold as night fell. You knew you had to keep moving. Though the distance you put between him and you was great, you had to keep moving.
You couldn't rest.
You wouldn't rest.
You mustn't rest until you knew you were far, far away! But you were only human...
Fatigue was catching up to you and you couldn't risk fainting in the middle of nowhere. You couldn't risk letting yourself be left to the mercy of the elements or worse...waking up back in that terrible prison, chained with even more restrictions and punishments inflicted on you.
Coming across an abandoned cabin, you thought you were lucky. Maybe there was hope, a benevolent light at the end of a seemingly, neverending tunnel.
You tried the door and, to your surprise, it was not locked.
Relief flowed through you.
You thought to yourself that you could finally rest!
Finally!
You opened the door and your heart dropped as your eyes landed on the last person you expected to see. The person who'd made your life hell, the man who took everything from you, your living nightmare sitting in a wooden chair, looking directly at you.
