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YANDERE!FEM DELINQUENT X GN!READER //  PT1

req by ;; anon <3

warnings ;;  love triangle, threats (not to reader), yandere behaviour, smoking, possessive behaviour etc, reader is student council president

a/n ;; there will be another part where it’s going to be a male delinquent x reader and there’ll be a love triangle <3!!

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˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who fell in love with you first yell when she saw you trudge over to her and her friends and berate them for littering and skipping class.. the smart outspoken student president matching with her, the confident rude delinquent? Its perfect!

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who notices your smile dropping but quickly coming back when she walks up to you. ‘Cute.. they’re scared of me.”

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who gets a bit shocked when she realises you’re not scared of her but see her as an annoyance? that’s perfect, she loves a good challenge <3

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who gets detentions often so she can be ‘disciplined’ by you. the teachers honestly gave up on her so they forced the student president to ‘control’ her. unlucky for you babes.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who grins when you scold her. Tilting her head with furrowed as she pretends to listen carefully to your words but all she is doing is analysing your face. Your eyes, your lips, the way you style your hair, the way how your uniform looks so tidy compared to hers. the way where she imagines it all off.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who scoffs as she sees you arguing with another delinquent, and the delinquent was one of her biggest rivals. Couldn’t you see how rude he was?! She would never do that to you!

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who shoves past the kids who make fun of you for being too ‘stuck-up’. She reassures you that she finds it cute and they’re just stupid.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who roughly threatened a girl for sitting too close to you during class. So what you guys had a project due together? Didn't that weirdo know that you belonged to her??

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who knows she’s pretty, but no one hits her up due to her criminal activities and their fear of her. She uses it to her advantage. You could be her first everything <3

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who gives you a necklace with her initials on it. Ordering for you to wear it. It looks expensive so you ask where’d she get it from. “Huh?! Don’t worry your pretty little head about it~ I got connections baby!”. she stole it from some random jewellery shop.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who forces you to skip a class to light a cigarette and then blow it into your mouth. You gasp loudly and she just giggles as she hears you cough up a fit. ‘So so adorable!’ 

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who love love loves seeing you flustered. constantly backing you into a wall, always making her friends sit by you in the cafeteria, winking slyly when you confront her about all of this.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANFEM!DELINQUENT who will make sure to make you hers. That pesky boy trouble maker is just a bump in her plan. No one compares to her. No one will be good for you, except her.

“Babe I barely hit him~ I just kissed his cheek with my fist!”

purerae<3

Yandere! Duchess x Fem! Reader.

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Note: Aside from Emilia, I want to make more Yandere's with strictly female darlings only, (Don't worry I'm also working on males too).

❦Contains: Yandere behavior.

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Yandere! Duchess who lives in the cold north and manages the border for monsters not to trespass into her territory.

Yandere! Duchess whose a pure noble from birth, raised with a diamond spoon in her mouth because her family has a large history with the empire as the sole protector of the empire.

Ever since she can remember, people from different families want to be apart of her family so they try to have their sons ask for her hand in marriage, but she is firm of not marrying any man in her life. Ever.

She met you during a ball hosted by the Imperial family, she was out in the terrace to try and catch some fresh air but those pesky men that follow her around like lost dogs.

He was another one trying to pursue her and take her authority as her husband, she clearly didn't want to have a husband, she worked very hard for her Duchess title, she had to manage the duchy on her own without help when her Father died. (Her Mother dead long before her Father's death.)

The Dukedom's Vassal's we're supportive, thankfully, and helped her with anything she needed.

So for this man to try and ask for her hand, wanting to take the position as Duke because he married into her family? The fucking audacity these people had to have.

Though his persuading was stopped when someone kicked him down, when she laid her eyes on you, it felt like her breath was caught in hert throat.

There you were, staring angrily at the man who laid on the floor.

"Are you alright, Duchess? "

"Of course I will marry you. "

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Hehe! I literally hot bored and pulled out a list of my characters on how I will be posting, so... Yandere! Duchess! We get enough of cold Duke's whatt about the women?? So I took matters into my own hands.

Part 2 coming soon!

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YAN GIRLFRIEND I REPEAT YAN GIRLFRIEND.!

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✎ yandere! girlfriend headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― obsessiveness, possessiveness, violence etc.

(fem! reader x female yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! girlfriend who is so in love with you that some would call her love obsession. she doesn't care what others call it though, you love her and she loves you. that's all that matters.

✎ yandere! girlfriend who loves how caring you are! patching her up after she got into a fight with some guy that was oogling your body <3 you're so adorable! her cute and pretty sweetheart :( <3

✎ yandere! girlfriend who isn't anything special but will do anything for you. sure she isn't super smart or super rich but her love for you knows no bounds and that's why you love her ♡

✎ yandere! girlfriend who absolutely adores how you don't mind her violent and obsessive tendencies. can someone get even more perfect??

✎ yandere! girlfriend who loves to mark you up. it helps to reassure her that you're only hers and it shows others that your taken. it's a win-win!

✎ yandere! girlfriend who gets extremely jealous whenever you give someone more attention than her. don't worry though, she'll go back to being normal if you kiss her <3

✎ yandere! girlfriend who's just a possessive and obsessive lover who's so utterly in love with you. and you love and accept her! it makes her heart so full and happy knowing you don't mind her tendencies :)

✎ "I'll put a ring on that finger of yours one day pretty girl. so stay with me, alright?"

i would sell my firstborn for more Edira 😍

A/N: So glad you enjoy her o(*￣▽￣*)o ! I got this lil snippet idea out of thin air so I hope it suffices that dom lady craving. Also, unfortunately I'll likely be a bit slow about answering requests until I get out of this funk of neverending procrastination and lack of motivation.

Anniversary-- -----------------------------------------------

(OC) Edira X Gn! Reader

CW: Borderline NSFT, power imbalance, manipulation, blackmail, forced relationship

Kisses. Soft teeth, smudged lipstick on skin, and the ticklish trails of cold fingers up and down your chest. Stained lips trailed from your ear to your jaw, sending electric shivers down your spine. The hairs on your neck stood on end every time her hot breath made contact– the warm, humidity of her mouth scraping over your sensitive nerves. She didn't speak much, only occasionally making light of how so easily you were embarrassing yourself, how simple it was to tease you with a little touch after the wine you both shared during dinner. Your anniversary dinner, to be in fact. 

"I'm not one for extravagant celebrations," Edira told you beforehand. "But, since you've been so well-behaved… well, there may be a small reward awaiting you."

It had been a year since you were manipulated into her schemes of being her pretend spouse, but only 7 months since you officially became her real, blackmailed lover. Instead of fake make-out sessions and lies on your sex life, Edira made sure to indulge in each fabrication to the point where it was no longer fiction. She had you wrapped around her finger so tightly with the domineering threat of destroying your life. At first, you completely believed she lacked the hesitation to make the rest of your days miserable if you dared to defy her. But since that initial judgment, this past year has… mildly, altered your opinion. You don't doubt that she would make you pay dearly if you decided to leave, but now… an inkling of you believes that she might truly, irreversibly be attached to you.  

From the way her touch began to linger, how her possessiveness grew over the months of affection, her vulnerability becoming more present-- it was an interesting sight to see. If you had left her now, you knew she'd feel betrayed, rather than angry. However, such an emotion could do far more damage than you could imagine. 

"Edira," you griped, the merlot still working its magic and making you a hazy disaster. 

Edira groaned into your skin. With the cusp of her fingertips she turned your face towards hers. "Yes, my little pet…"

"You're making me all dirty." You mumbled, smudging the prints of red lipstick that were prevalent on your chest and stomach. 

She rubbed your cheek, spreading what you can only imagine being more of her lipstick marks. "It's not dirt, it's my affection."

"You know what I mean," you grin, looking at her with half-lidded eyes. 

Edira laughs at your expense, looking from your lips to your eyes. "Seems like you can't handle your liquor that well, love. What happened to your boast of 'not being a lightweight'?"

She grins as you lean backward into her touch, her hand forcing your neck down to push your head into her chest. Your clothes were half way unbuttoned and removed, More so then Edira's as she started teasing before you could comprehend what was going on. 

You moaned into her shoulder, fluttering your eyelashes upwards. She slid her hands over your bare chest, looking down at your pitiful, tipsy state. It felt warm, having her hands cover your skin and the buzz of her voice fill your ears. 

You immediately tensed up as her hand came down just to lightly pat your crotch. The wine had made you so unraveled and needy, to the point where any surprise touch left you in a state of high sensitivity. 

"Edira--!" You gripped onto her pencil skirt, leaning upward out of stimulation. Edira caught you in a kiss, her lips hungry for the taste of your mouth. You had been lucky, having her prioritize your pleasure so willingly without making a fuss. But now, it was her turn to have some fun. "T's too much.." you  groan with your lips closed, feeling that hot rush of embarrassment come back as she laughed condescendingly. 

"Awe, too much for you, sweet thing? But you were able to take it so well before…" she gave you a fake pout of sympathy that made frustration rise in your chest, her soft hands unbuttoning your bottoms. "Besides, you acted so eager earlier, so desperate to be touched, I thought you despised me?."

"It's too much now…can't take it, please.." 

You let out an uncharacteristically loud moan at feeling her hand cup the skin of your chest, pushing her thumb in your mouth and against your tongue. 

"You can take it, and you will."

Edira pressed another lipstick-covered smooch to your neck, sucking gently on the skin. 

"But it's our anniversary," you argue with a full mouth, tongue still sliding against her finger. Shutting your eyes, you feel the heat of her breath on your back.

"It's my anniversary too, you know. Don't I deserve to have some fun?"

You knew better than to answer that, instead kicking your feet like a child. 

"Not fair--" you hiccup, letting out another tensed expression as Edira turned your face towards her. Her heavy chest pressed up against your back, leading your inebriated mind to come up with fantasies you knew she'd mock you for. 

"Maybe not. But has it ever been fair?"

Edira parted her mouth, inviting herself to your merlot-flavored tongue and weak lips. She kissed you so slowly, the messiness of her desire making your senses cloud and pulling you to sloppy kisses. 

"You don't get to make big decisions like that on account of being mine, sweet thing." She brushed her knuckle against your cheek,  speaking the condescending pet name and watching your helpless eyes. 

 But don't fret we're celebrating," She grinned, giving that sadistic, fear-inducing smile-- the one she always gave when she had something in store.

" Happy anniversary, darling."

fem! Yandere friend x fem!reader headcanons [sleepover edition]

warnings: nsfw content, obsessive behavior, yandere themes, panty stealing and sniffing, non-consensual touching while the reader is asleep.

Yandere friend who urges you to share a bed because just how could she let her very best friend sleep on the cold floor? Don’t be silly You’re better off warm in bed snuggled up against her.

Yandere friend loves to spoon you and never sleeps any other way when you stay over.

Yandere friend who squeezes her thighs together because she’s overwhelmed by you your scent that fills her senses when she buries her her face between your neck and shoulders. Your soft hair that lightly tickles her. The way you squirm in your sleep and end up grinding your ass against her it’s as if you’re actually awake and inviting her to just have you.

Yandere friend who sees your shirt lifting up slightly when you move in your sleep revealing your soft skin she takes the chance to sneak her hands underneath your shirt and caress your bare stomach. Her quivering breath echoing in the room as her hand slowly inches up towards your chest lightly grazing your nipples.

Yandere friend who bites her lip to keep quiet when she hears you moan quietly in your sleep.

Yandere friend who would love more than anything to let her hand wander down past your shorts and panties and have you wake up with her fingers inside you. You would be too sleepy and horny to stop her you wouldn’t care that you’re friends or that “you shouldn’t do this” or how you “shouldn’t ruin your friendship”. You’d be too focused on the pleasure she would be giving you.

Yandere friend who opts for holding you close as you sleep instead of acting on her fantasies.

Yandere friend who eagerly waits for you to finish using the shower in the next morning urging you to get out because you’ve been “hogging the bathroom and she needs the shower”.

She throws you an eye roll as you’re walking out but as soon as she’s inside the bathroom and the doors shut behind her, her eyes frantically scan the bathroom until she finds the small lacy fabric she’s been looking for.

She snatches it and brings it up to her her nose her eyes rolling back as she lets out a muffled quite moans and suddenly her clothes are too tight, the air is too hot and she just needs you now-

Yandere friend who makes sure you’re no where around when she exists the bathroom with the lace jumbled up in her hand, she quickly makes her way to her room and hides it somewhere safe, where all her other valuables are.

Yandere friend who relentlessly begs you to stay one more night (as she always does in the mornings after you stay over) “ just one more! it’ll be fun!” but ultimately ends up alone in her apartment pouting when you leave but it’s okay there will always be a next time she just has to be a little patient.

After all, she has her latest..finding.. to keep her company until the next time.

imagine the reader and Daina negotiating the reward she will receive for betraying her "friends" while deciding what to do with the last survivor of the group… incredibly entertaining

Daina: I cut off his fingers and I want a kiss on the lips.

Reader: You cut off his hand and I'll consider letting you go.

Daina: Let's up the ante to an arm and a leg in exchange for a kiss on the lips.

reader: two arms and a chase in the woods to give the poor idiot hope of living another day and I'll kiss you on the cheek.

Daina: on the lips.

reader: *sighs* just a little brush of lips.

Daina: deal!!!

Sigh- Three hours deep into conversation, and you still haven't reached a conclusion to the pressing situation.

The cabin was empty besides you, that woman, and the stench of death; rotting wood and your blades separating you and real madman of this equation. Since the moment she woke up, she's attempted to entice affection from you. You assumed she was trying to butter you up like previous victims, but the look in her eyes told you she was fighting for something greater than her life.

Love.

Her friend's whereabouts, their lives, even her own were just pawns in the bigger game. You tried to take her up on her last offer, but every murder attempt ended in no one getting hurt besides yourself on one occasion. While she drew death from every corner, it appeared that she was saved from its clutches like she was the reaper herself. You woke up to her tending to the spilt in your eyebrow from when an old powersaw fell on you while you chased her around. She even had the nerve to leave a glossy kiss on your bloody forehead and snap a picture like you were on a quirky date. Humiliating, but given you couldn't get rid of her it was best to give in and get something out of it.

"Buzzcut's right eye for a twenty second hug."

Daina leans on the table. "I'll mangle Sadie's leg for a kiss on the lips. She was going to sign up for soccer tryouts next week. Killer skills."

You progress her counter. "... Add the blonde one's teeth and I'll consider a kiss on the cheek."

She sticks out her tongue. "Lips or nothing, baby. Well, I'll probably throw you a bone or two, but at least one person will get away without my help."

You look out the window. The sun is rising. Every second is another step towards your victims' freedom. You exhale. "Fine. Ten seconds. Keep your hands to yourself, and eyes closed. "

"Add a little tongue action to sweeten the deal, and I'll bring you the head of your choosing plus give you the keys to the car.

"....Tell anyone, and I will find a way to kill you."

Daina giggles, a soft blush dusting her cheeks. "Save the flirting for when we're on our first date, honey."

Daina seeing fem slasher reader: Oh my God, she's so hot! I've never seen someone as pretty as her before in my life

Her friend: You're just as cute, Daina, there's no need to compare... Also I'm pretty sure she just stabbed Tom

Daina:.... I want her tongue down my throat, Megan

yandere! best friend x fem reader...౨ৎ‧₊˚ ⋅

hellooo everyone I'm so sorry for such a delayed post but I'm finally in a good enough head space to return to writing & post this draft!! A bunch has happened this past month + I got an eyebrow piercing ;p !!

Alessandra is the best friend anyone could ever ask for because she defends you and clears your name even when you're not in the room. Sure, she can get really scary like the antagonist of a Stephen King film but that doesn't stop her from continuing on making sure everyone knows not to talk down on you, ever. If anything she uses her intense nature to her advantage when it comes to putting certain people in their place. She never wants you to feel as though you need to 'calm' your fashion sense, quiet your voice or become a follower. no, you'll never have to worry about that with her, ever. She has a habit of very loudly calling 'sneaky' shit talkers out whenever the two of you just so happen to encounter them in public. Alessandra is far from intimidated from anybody, she can make a seemingly easy going situation go tense in the snap of a finger.

Takes photos of you with her grey, sticker decorated digital camera while telling you to, "Pose, babe. Show the camera what it wants to see." She has a ton of photos of you looking into the camera with a sickeningly innocent expression on your face, all saved in a pretty pink binder with letter stickers spelling out your name on the surface.

loves making you sit on her lap and hates, I mean fucking HATES, when you act like you're too heavy for her to handle.

"Wh-what the fuck are ya talking about? Just sit down, babe, y'not making any sense."

Tells you to give her a fashion show after you buy new clothing and she tells you how beautiful she finds you the entire time.

"look at that, baby. so fucking pretty, hm?"

She loves spoiling you with gifts having to do with your deepest, truest desires. But each and every time she does so, she claims you don't have to give her anything back because she really doesn't need anything more other than your love & presence. However, that doesn't stop you from witnessing her eyes water and cherry red lips quiver at the sight of you gifting her CDs from her favorites bands, a brand new plectrum, etc. It makes her heart melt when she comes to terms with the fact that you remember everything she tells you, you listened to all of her obsessive ramblings. Truly listened.

Alessandra adores being able to hold you during the many nights of you sleeping over at her apartment. The act of cuddling with you just makes her feel an intense sense of comfort and safety, even when she's the one being the little spoon. The floral scent of your shampoo fills her nose, the soft skin of your back decorated by a satin slip rubs against her chest, your hand grasps hers in return, faint screams from a horror flick sounds out from her television. God, everything about you and the feelings you bring her is so perfect. To her, you're beyond perfect.

You could call her for absolutely anything and she'd drop everything just to hear your voice & make sure you're okay. She has shown up to your apartment as late (or early...) as four in the morning because you called her sobbing. She doesn't leave your apartment even when you've stopped crying, she spends the night caressing your hair, kissing any exposed skin and whispering word of assurance.

loves lounging around while listening to music with you.

constantly has her arm wrapped around your shoulder.

Always buys you tickets to the gigs of your favorite artists and bands.

Takes each and every chance she gets to treat you to a trip abroad, you're her best friend. Why wouldn't she want you to see the beauties of the world? She cannot stop the almost crazed smile that spreads across her face when the two of you are sat inside of a cafe on the cobble stone streets of Italy with a Sicilian sun beaming down on the two of you.

offers to spoon feed you your freshly served affogato.