Yandere Short Stories:
Hell Fire
Yandere Priest x Herbalist Fem Reader
TW: abuse of power, yandere behavior, manipulation, and forced relationship
Pale hands affectionately cupped the soft cheeks of the sleeping maiden that rested on the bed in the dungeon. A bright smile on the young priest’s face as his fingers traced over her soft lips.
“You are finally here…” Aurel voice was as soft as a breeze. His blue eyes gentle and his lips pursed in thought. “You’re finally within my grasp.”
Aurel glanced around to make sure there were no other eyes watching before he crawled into the small bed beside (your name). His lanky arms wrapped around her vulnerable form in a vice like grip. Aurel buried his nose into her hair and deeply inhaled her sweet scent, a moan escaped his lips from how delectable (your name) smelled.
“I wonder if you’ll be happy to see me once you wake up.” Aurel thought aloud as his hands wandered her sleeping form. “We used to be so close when we were kids… we can get married just like we always wanted.”
Aurel brushed a few of his silver strands away from his blue eyes. His cheeks heated up at how beautiful (your name) had grown to be. “I’ve crawled my way to become a Cardinal, but I’m willing to bend the rules for you… so you just have to accept me.”
Aurel buried his face into her shoulders while he clutched her closer to his chest. His tongue clicked when he felt his she thinned out a bit. These heathens haven’t been feeding (your name) properly, have they? He’d punish them once he married her…
Aurel pressed a few stray kisses to her shoulders before he smiled to himself. He had destroyed her reputation as an herbalist by spreading rumors of her being a witch. It was a desperate and cowardly method, but she refused to be with him. What other choice did Aurel have? (Your name) had forced his hand for the last time and now she had the biggest choice to make.
Become his wife or burn at the pyre.
I can’t believe this is my first drawing in 2024
Based on this tweet:
https://x.com/himitsuyusei/status/1741995172366266806?s=61&t=sWZfkkXVEjq5r0ZgLGAh7A
I think Neuvillette is a BIG and SWEET man, who'll be scary for someone, who is scary or harsh for his loved ones...
Correct me, if I'm wron... OR NOT! I'm not wrong, cause I'd said so. :)
I just love - and I mean LOVE - how we all thought that Neuvillette was going to be this big scary mean man, when in reality he's so SWEET, I??? I HAVE NO WORDS???
If someone has something, either an object or an attribute, that your character covets, they may show signs of envy. You can show envy through associated emotions and your characters' behaviours and expressions.
Compare themselves to others
A dismissive attitude
Downplay the achievements of others
Frustration or disbelief at others’ success
Show signs of longing or desire
Show grudging admiration
Exhibit copycat behaviour
Show signs of low self-esteem
Be excessively competitive
Mock and belittle the person they envy
Be overly critical
Be passive aggressive
Be insincerely complimentary
Use sarcasm when talking about the achievements of others
Be obsessive or hyperfocused
Use manipulation to get what they want
Forget about personal boundaries
Rude or short in conversation
Closed off and arms crossed
Frequently roll their eyes
Avoid direct eye contact
Tensed muscles
Biting lips or pouting
Disapproving facial expression
Red cheeks through anger or embarrassment
Leaning closer to the object of their desire
False smiles
Genuine joy when they’re in the presence of what they desire
Envious characters can become motivated to improve themselves to make them worthy of what they desire. If their envy becomes uncontrollable, they may also find personal growth in removing themselves from the situation and finding a new direction in life. It also allows characters the chance to develop empathy toward the person whom they envy or who possesses something that they covet, letting them finally appreciate what they already have.
Long-term envy can lead to lots of negative emotions like resentment, anger, and low self-esteem. This will affect relationships with those around them, leading them to break down or require conflict resolution in order to overcome.
Jealous
Covetous
Resentful
Grudging
Begrudging
Green-eyed
Yearning
Desirous
Longing
Grasping
Greedy
Hungering
Thirsting
Avaricious
Craving
Malcontent
Dissatisfied
Lustful
Wistful
Discontent
Warning: angst | a little ooc (?) | reader is herrscher | reader's death
Both conquered powers clashed against themselves in full force and theirs glory. Smudges of their potency cut night sky with angry and fervor of fight, which warmed up to the highest, fire level.
He tried everything to defeat you without hurt. He tried speak to your conscience and your human ego. But it was only tilting at windmills. Your angry – or angry of this something – for humanity only grown up, you even refused to call you as human.
He really tried help you with control your herrscher identity, but his efforts wasn't enough. He didn't want fight with you. He already couldn't look at your eyes...
Your eyes, once full of warm and happiness, was fully of hate and clear willingness destroy everything, what's related with humans and humanity.
And he couldn't allow this to happen.
— I give you last chance... — he wanted to his voice sound powerfull and threateningly, but your reaction for his words was only insanly laugh.
— Chance!? — you asked him with irony. — Is humanity gave me this chance when their could!? No! So you don't bluff my eyes your „chance”, Welt of Humanity!
I love you...
He created thousands launchers, which was leaded towards to you. Your gaze became a little bit nervous and you tried use your powers to block this missiles. But it was pointless compared with Power of Reason.
...but I must use my the most powerfull resourcess. You don't give me a choice...
Finally, when missiles stopped shots to you your flabbily and weak body has fallen from heights and with loud bang landed to ground. Welt approached to you and you looked at him with horror in your eyes and fear that he'll delived this final blow, but it never didn't happen.
After a few moments staring to your dying silhouette, he knelt down next to your body and grabbing your hand, he started cry with guilty in his voice saying:
— I'm sorry... — he sobbed, and tears running down his cheeks. — I'm sorry... I'm sorry that I don't save you before this madness... I...
— Welt... no... Joahim... — you interrupted him with serious, but at the same time weak voice. He looked at your face with shock and disbelief. — I was weak... please... accept my apologise... and safe humanity... I was blinded by hate and... despite my promises... I wasn't... enough strong... to do this...
Welt stopped your tiring speech kissing. Suddenly your lips became cold and he stopped this. Tears still dripped from his cheeks and chin, but with bigger quantity.
Welt of Humanity...
Your mocking words still bounded walls of his mind.
Protector of Humanity...
And he couldn't save this human, who's he loved the most...
˚。⋆౨ Lovesick Fyodor ৎ₊˚
“I don’t want to want you / But in my dreams I seem to be more honest […] I think I might have fallen in love / What am I to do?” - Halley’s Comet, Billie Eilish
╰⪼ I love it when very powerful characters are vulnerable and I love it when emotionally reserved and stoic people are faced with being and feeling human and the whole spectrum of feelings that come with being human. Imagining Fyodor in love is a beautiful concept that I like playing around with recently and I definitely want more of it. Gentle, tender, human and vulnerable Fyodor; rare and beautiful to think and write about.
╰⪼ I wrote this spontaneously and my choice of words could be better, just know that this is fresh from the printer called my heart (shut up, Hio, you’re being sappy again), so…enjoy ♡
Lovesick Fyodor is such a stranger to being in love that he feels physically ill once he notices that something is off; his heart is fluttering all day, your face is on his mind at the most random times of day, he can’t fall asleep and doesn’t even feel tired, and his mind is so clouded with thick, sweet fog that he only feels half-conscious most of the time.
Lovesick Fyodor whose romantic feelings for you manifest in resentment and ill will towards you in the beginning. He hates your guts for making him feel this way without even noticing what agonies you’re putting him through; feeling…being vulnerable, shaky, and weak like you broke down the emotional walls, that he has built with great care and precision over many years, with just a glance and the tender touch of your hand.
Lovesick Fyodor, for once, has to face his mortality and the fact that he does have weak spots; hidden well from his enemies, but somehow, some pure soul managed to find the Achilles tendon that is his heart, and ripped it out of his chest and filled it with the sweet syrup of love that’s gradually invading his system and he can’t do anything about it.
Lovesick Fyodor is beyond clumsy with expressing his feelings. He can fake any emotion and manages to hide what he thinks so well it’s almost scary, but he’s a helpless fool once he admits his feelings to himself and is ready to let you know about it, too.
He remains polite as ever, his manners immaculate, but he can’t stop himself from blushing around you and is sinking into great despair when his attempts to subtly show you his love go unnoticed because they’re just a tad too subtle. Whether he will eventually muster the courage to be vocal about his affections for you or if the shackles that his pride put around his heart are too strong to completely let his guard down remains a mystery for now…
‘home’
mmmmmmmmmmmmm DAYUM YES
✨My little world✨ 21 y/o (2003) | INFP 6w5 649 sp/sx EII IF(N) | PL/ENG Professional procrastinator
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