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broke yanderes are underrated

A yandere who is so insanely obsessed with you that their life has fallen into ruin.

They can’t keep a job because they have to watch you constantly.

All their money goes to you. Gifts. Paying the bills. Probably paying for the insane amount of gas they use driving around following you.

I want a yandere with a mattress on the floor who is very ashamed of his living arrangements and will only do something about it when if you move in.

If you were locked up moved in with them, they could finally put their degree to use and furnish the place.

Broke as in like a crazy dude with a pathetic bachelor pad that he really doesn’t want you to see and judge him for but it’s also all he’s got.

Meursault aftermath where Nikolai save Fyodor and he take care of him! It's canon btw Fyolai is real

Warning: a little ooc (?) | light jealous | unrequited feelings |

— If you can,... — Welt looked at your eyes, his gaze was illegible. — ...consider over my proposal.

Honestly, he didn't know why he said this to you and why he repeat this once again. But he really hope that in some day, you'll noddle head with approval and join to him, leaving your current boss...

Otto Apocalypse...

This name always caused increase of his angry and wrath. After this everything, what's he saw, which he couldn't throw away from his thinks and memories.

But his wrath is bigger and had different type now – wrath encouraging to take this into his own hands and started more radical steps. He really wanted lacerate Otto to shreds...

Jealous... He is jealous...

— Why do you propose me this again, Mr. Yang? — you asked with distrust in voice. He should expected this words and reaction.

— I'm loyal for Schiksal and my Overseer, Otto Apocalypse. — you said with proud, when he proposed this for the first time. — And nobody change this.

Though... when he reminded in his mind your reaction to his phrase that „You know only this, what's Otto want show you”, he started think that you really contemplate over his communicate and you was a little shocked this. Perhaps you didn't accept this information to your awareness, but he successfully sowed in your mind seed of uncertainty.

— I just see that you don't fit for Schiksal... and you would do more in Anti-Entropy. — he replied with his usuall poker face, without show his true disappointment. — But it's your own choice, so good bye, Schiksal Valkyrie.

„And I really want see you in my ranks. Not him.” he wanted say you, but he bit his tongue in the perfect moment.

He didn't want ruin your pretty and safe world; he assumed that Otto do this himself. He'll very gladly tell you about truth.

And then, you'll accept his proposal.

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.

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Warning: angst | a little ooc (?) | reader's death |

Why?

Why do dare you...? After this everything what's he done. After everyone who became hurt for his selfish ambitions...

You still love him. Still care about him.

— I love you, Otto...

This phrase bounded around his head and haven't wanted leave from here. He even waked up drench in cold sweat with this words in his brain. He could understand this when you didn't know his past and... his crimes. His sins and blood on his hands.

But even you know this...

— I love you, Otto...

Shut up! Stop say this empty words!

Every cruelty from his hands... every lives who died untimely in the name his sick ambition and whim... and you still care about him!?

Fool...

— You're fool, if you really still love me... — he whispered pointing the gun at your forehead. Every screams of your companions missed his ears. He only looked at your eyes, to see any signs of disgust or, though, signs of fear in your gaze. But he didn't see any from this things.

— Thank you, Otto. Thank you, that I see your face as my last thing...

You're not only fool – you're insane too. Even more than him...

After this your words, everyone could hear sound of shot. Your dead body slumped against his body.

He did, what he want. He showed you, as he could be cruel. That your love for him was absolutely foolish. He should felt good after this...

But... he have one question now...

Why? Why it hurt him so much?

Warning: a little ooc (?) | fluff | light angst in end

He really didn't expect that he could fell in love again. But this happened and he really...

Is he can love anyone?

This question sometimes bothered him and prompted him to serious thinks. Sometimes he felt as if he didn't deserve to any happiness in his life, even temporary. He even sometimes wondered, why you chose him and you want hang out with him...

— Honey... — Otto whispered silently and gently to your ear. He chuckled, when you tried cover yourself with a duvet, ignoring light sunlight which illuminated your room.

He opened the curtains without any warning. You complained in your bed, that you wanted sleep, but he only looked with pity on you and you knew that you don't had chance to win this battle with him.

— I have plan spend time with you today, but if you don't want... — he started say with pretending sad, but everyone, who knew him, would have noticed that is only his method to getting you out of bed. But, unfortunately for you, this was very effective method.

Apart from that, who would have refused those pretty emerald green eyes?

You quickly waked up and started eat his scrambled eggs, which he cooked for you. Of course, it was very delicious, but what to expect from his cooking skills? And you didn't allow forget him about this fact, what's caused a smile on his face.

— It's good that you like it. — he answered to your compliments. — Better, eat this now, my dear. I planned something special in this day.

— What have you planned? — you asked him with curiosity.

— It's suprise, my dear. Suprise. — for underline your words he put a finger on his lips, which you like kiss without end. Your cheeks blushed for those thinks, what's he quickly noticed with a little mischevious smile.

Every dark thinks about him leaved his mind, when you spended time with him. He really liked time which he spended with you. Only Theresa and Kallen evoked in him a such many positive emotions and feelings.

Kallen...

He wanted see your meeting with her; he had almost complete certainty, you would like her. But... when he thinks about this, he came more gloomy.

It's reminded him that this idyll will end.

— Hey! Earth to Otto! — you summon his from distant planet his plans and thinks. — We'll go or not?

— Of course, my dear. — on his face bloomed brilliant smile again, which you loved. He offered you his arm, what you accepted with blush.

darkest traits. 🚬

What are the most toxic and unhealthy behaviours of the yandere! Port Mafia?

part 1!

Mori Ougai: controlling, possessive, gaslighting, manipulative.

A master manipulator by nature, Mori’s darling is often left in the dark about most things as he babies them, buying them all the cutest clothing and accessories. He’s the boss, let him do the heavy lifting! All you need to do is sit still and look all dainty and pretty in his lap.

As a man of a more sophisticated age (in his own words of course), he has a way of tricking you into believing things that make no sense, things that force you think - did you really see what you saw? Did you really see that person get kidnapped, or even killed? Or, was your tired mind playing tricks on you, forcing you to stay awake for another sleepless night? Poor little thing, Ougai is right there by your side to kiss your troubles away, as long as you remain sweet and docile. There are times when he does like your spunk though, he likes to play with fire.

He does not like getting burned by the said fire however.

Don’t get too cute and comfortable with him. Know your place, keep your head down, but remember to throw a bone to your master every now and then.

You’d be surprised to see just how generous he can be to the one he is closest to.

Nakahara Chuuya: agreesive, touchy, obsessive, possessive, paranoid

Out of everyone in the mafia, Chuuya is one of the least bad ones if you can believe that. He would be a relatively normal lover up until a certain trigger is pushed, and that push is probably Dazai. He’s paranoid that his old partner is out to get his darling, that he’ll find them and steal them away, and these thoughts make Chuuya’s blood boil in anger. He’s well aware that Dazai is a maniac, a sick bastard that does the things he does as a sick joke. He needs to protect you, can’t you understand that? Can’t you see that everything he does, he does it for you? His blood, his sweat, his tears, all of his hard work will be dedicated to you and you alone, so please beloved, don’t do this to him. Don’t make him mad, don’t do the unthinkable.

Do not run away from him.

God knows how angry he’ll be if you ever try to do that.

He’s also someone that likes to hold you close at any time of day, he has no shame and neither should you. Someone might think that with his high rank that he’d be more discreet with his affections but he can be quite the cocky showoff. He wants the world to know that he is yours and that you are his. He’ll love you forever and ever, you were his the moment he laid his eyes on you.

There is no escaping him.

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke: physical aggression, easily angered, untrusting

One of the worst yanderes to have, Akutagawa knows no boundaries when it comes to the matters of the heart. When he sees his darling, he is overcome with this disgusting feeling that makes him want to tear into something, to make that thing bleed and weep.

He really feels like killing someone.

And yet, whenever his cold, thin fingers are tightly squeezing your delicate throat, sucking the very life out of you, he always stops at the very last second.

Eyes bulging, your cheeks are stained with tears and snot, your face is dark blue and you can’t stop coughing. And there he stands, right above you, his cold, dark eyes staring down, a mix of emotions swirling in those demonic eyes of his. Anger, pain, suffering, confusion, fear, disgust, all of that and so many other things that baffle you.

The strangest thing he does by far is when he wipes your tears away.

In his mind he hopes to be delicate but his touch is far too rough for you to get the message. He can’t tell whether or not he wants to tear you into tiny pieces and send your soul to Hell, or, if he wants to keep you close, hold you tight and keep you safe.

Ozaki Kouyou: Strict, possessive, comanding

This refined lady likes to keep thinks in order, her love life is no different. She expects her darling to always behave, to always follow the rules she sets up for them, to wear the pretty clothing she gets them, and to be her little doll, to bend to her every single whim.

Despite the smile that adorns her face, there is a hidden darkness in her eyes. She does indeed love it when she catches others staring at her and her beloved, as they all ought to. These silly feelings are trivial to a lady such as herself but jealousy can creep up on anyone, and they won’t see it coming. It would be unwise to mess with this, to put it lightly. Don’t test her patience and for heaven’s sake, don’t force her to prove her love and devotion to you.

It’s not a pretty sight to see.

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(Something I want the reader to understand is that what Fyodor says in the last 2 slides is not a rationally attained conclusion- but a developing coping mechanism that will manifest as a delusional mindset. The trauma from having accidentally killed people is easier for his brain to survive if it convinces itself that it was somehow the right thing to do and that Fyodor was “meant” to do it. Once I post the next few parts I will explain more in detail.)

All thanks go to Arabella W. for helping me out with the script <3

No, you're not only one who thinks that he's hot with that face, when he is pissed off...

My phase for this man returns...

He is clown. He is bastard. He is a suspicious and shady type. He is demon. I know that as a demon, he could kill me without a moment's hesitation…

But I still love this clown-demon!

(I guess I have to get off my lazy ass and write something about him…)