yandere s/i who brainwashes their darling f/o(s) into committing murders for them or they wouldn’t get their special reward (which includes: head pats, an ‘i love you’, a date, cuddles — something mundane)
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Oh damn, fuckWe mean jnsishishiChris, have we got the yandere — well, uh, yanderes PLURAL — for you. Have you ever played Genshin Impact and have you seen teb sheer amount of Diluc and Kaeya yandere fanfic on this hellsite???Actually, we think we might have something of a type when we read yandere shit because, like, we also liked Dazai and Chuuya from Bungou Stray Dogs as yanderes too, JAINXPJPSOJAOJSOExcuse us as we continue to pretend keysmashing because we’re on mobile oibsuahi080ydhwhu0wWsbhouiihdosAiayv8vauvsuvw8Okay we probably aren’t done with that yet but we would be spamming if we kept doing that! So! XDSorry if we seem not-refined more than usual we have never seen so much freedom before visu08sbhosih0d
We’ve tried to get into Genshin but we just can’t get into the game. Kinda hoping we’ll be able to get into the anime when it comes out. Have definitely heard fun things about Diluc and Kaeya.
Bungou Stray Dogs is on our to watch list!
You guys are great, keysmash away 😀
Ah, shit, now Hailey (Admin) is wondering how you feel about the yandere trope because she’s conservative/repressed as fuck when it comes to expressing her ideas sinsinsi we love her but jeezus so one of us is doing it her her while Hailey (Academic) distracts her. //lhWe say this in jest. She clearly expressed a desire to ask but isn’t currently fronting nor is she going to do this herself, clearly; we gathered permission, dw lmao.TL:DR — someone in our system has anxiety and needs to know how you feel about the yandere trope.For us: we see it more often in fanfic for some reason, but we’ve watched Mirai Nikki/The Future Diary!! We also know about it purely because we once had a friend in middle school who was vaguely obsessed with 2p!Hetalia I’m very specific ways. Uh. We hope that’s not too embarrassing to say in front of our good lord and savior, the year 2022. We think you’ve probably seen the Hetalia vent on our blog. Maybe.
Man, I get the whole being too shy to front/talk about your interests shit. I’ve been there. Send my good vibes to Hailey.
Yandere trope is actually a sinister system staple. Toko and Harry both have greater or lesser shades of being yandere in their various shifts, and I KNOW they don’t feel particularly bad about it either. Harry in particular loves to play up the idea of him being a yandere toward his f/os in a lot of fic.
As for me, I’m less a yandere myself and more, uh, a yandere enjoyer… >\> I’ve got a thing for vicious, mean, jealous, possessive, violent stalkers. Heh <3 I’m into it. Tie me down and force me to love you >_>
Yandere shit is a really fun trope to play with because it involves a lot of emotions, desiring and being desired, shades of domination, etc etc. We all think it’s pretty great.
Okay so if you have any to weigh in on the concept is like… I KNOW there’d be something spicy to a Yandare Dirk going after Alternian Royalty, a good ol’ red-violet blooded troll, but like… I cannot for the life of me apply anything to it.
Our Dirk is actually in a relationship with @megaphonegirlk ’s Feferi, so we have the goods for you, anon.
Ficlet below the cut: cw stalking, pseudo-incest, forced captivity
In some ways, the Condesce was the only mother figure that Dirk had ever known. A terrifying vision of womanhood who lived in his dreams, and his nightmares.
When he saw Feferi the first time, the resemblance, and his attraction to her, were unmistakable and irresistible. She had to be his. But he couldn’t ignore how dangerous her type was. Measures would have to be taken.
He followed her at a distance at first. Watched her. Sent her gifts through the agency of others.
One night, finally, he slipped into her room and tied her down to her bed.
She woke up to find him humming gently, and brushing his fingers through her long hair.
Your murderous F/O calls you into the dingy basement room with a short bark of your name. They’ve been down their for hours with a…guest.
You aren’t sure what to expect when you enter, but you’re not surprised either. They’re standing behind the metal chair where they have the person tied up. The figure is bloody, and doesn’t appear to be lucid any more.
Your f/o smirks when they see you. They have a knife in their hand, and they press the handle of it into yours, curling your fingers around it with their own.
They nod toward the figure in the chair. You know what they want you to do.
You can feel your fingers trembling as you hold the knife. It’s the first time they’ve given you this duty. This… Honor?
You take a deep breath, and hesitantly step up to the chair, desperate not to let your nervousness show. Not to disappoint them.
You draw the blade across the victim’s throat. Whether you’re disgusted or eager doesn’t matter in the end, the result is the same.
Your f/o smirks and places a hand fondly on top of your head.
“Good boy.”/“Good girl.”
Imagine your villainous F/O tenderly, gently, wrapping their hands around your throat.
They don’t choke you– this time– but the menace is there.
Instead, fingers still around your neck, they lean in and kiss you.