Currently Bored And Don't Wanna Finish Writing So Send Asks About The Yanderes And I'll Answer

Currently bored and don't wanna finish writing so send asks about the yanderes and I'll answer

How the hell did Damien get married 42 TIMES???

It is implied in the story that Damien kills his spouse a few days after their wedding. I might be willing to explain is anyone asks about it

Yandere Gardner x reader

Bonnie Dubois, the friendly neighborhood Gardner who was quiet and easily spooked. But you always did your best to be friendly to little ole' Bonnie. It wasn't hard to be friendly to them. They always found a way to please you. It's like they knew how to.

Warnings: Major anxiety, people pleasing, being taken advantage of, anxiety attack, childhood trauma, neglect, guilt-tripping, worship(not in a religious sense), obsession, mentions of thoughts of self harm(implied thoughts)

Bonnie Dubois, the friendly yet easily spooked Gardner. Everyone adored them, even if they tried to avoid everyone because of their anxiety.

When you first moved to the neighborhood, you were always so confused about why everytime you tried to talk to them, they'd squeak and hide in their hundreds of flowers.

When you got invited to a party by one of the neighbors, you asked about them, wondering why they always hid from you.

You were somewhat relieved to hear from one of Bonnie's friends that they did that to everyone, and you just had to get to know them first.

But still, why were they so jumpy in general? No person was usually that spooked were they? You needed to know.

Over time, you slowly became friends with them, leaving them gifts of potted plants, their favorite pastries (you had to ask around), and always making an effort to include them in activities you've made.

Eventually, they weren't as jumpy around you, and they made for good conversation. Even if they were always speaking so quietly, you were convinced that they only spoke in whispers.

You started to notice they were a big people pleaser, always doing tasks for others, no matter how big they were. It was concerning, to say the least. You always tried to get them to relax, but they always said they were fine.

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"Bonnie, you have to take care of yourself. You're always taking care of others but not yourself." You said with a sigh, sipping your tea as Bonnie scurried around their kitchen, trying to find extra Bobby pins. Their neighbor Sarah had a little girl who was in dance class, yet they didn't have enough Bobby pins to pin up her hair. So naturally, she asked the neighborhood biggest people pleaser. It pissed you off knowing how most people in this town took advantage of your friend.

"N-no, it's okay! Really, I don't mind-" "Sit." Bonnie gulped, setting down one of their boxes as they sat across from them. You were determined to get to the bottom of this. "Seriously, what's wrong?" You asked, but immediately regretted it as they started to sob their poor eyes out to you.

"I-I'm sorry...! I-I j-just feel so useless when I can't help...! Please don't leave me...!" They begged, holding your arm tightly as they sobbed into your hand. God, you felt awful. You held Bonnie in your arms, rocking them back and forth with a soothing hum.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to upset you. We don't have to talk about it." You whispered, which seemed to calm your crying friend down. They sniffled, rubbing their eyes as they looked up at you. The look in their emerald eyes was enough to shatter you as you quickly held them even tighter. "I promise... I won't ever leave you."

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You might as well have sealed your fate as soon as you said that. Because something in Bonnie's mind snapped as soon as you said that to them.

After they were done crying, they shakily explained to you the neglectful childhood they had endured and how they thought if they just did everything that needed to be done and more, maybe their parents would pay attention to them.

It was heartbreaking to hear, and you vowed to help them not be a huge people pleaser. And that's exactly what you did. First off by calling Sarah and telling her to find her own fucking bobby pins.

Over the next few weeks, you constantly helped them, teaching them how to say no, how to take care of themselves, and only helping people who won't take advantage of them.

Bonnie started to worship you. You were their savior, their angel, their God.

They started to go out of their way to do anything you. They started to grow your favorite flower in their garden, constantly leaving cute little potted plants around your house to make you feel better after rough days.

Their tears and timid nature were their big weapon against you and anyone they disliked. Hanging out with the new neighbor? You bet Bonnie's sobbing their heart out, begging you not to leave or their not sure what they'll do by themselves.

You always feel so horrible every time they cry. It feels like acid on your skin. Eventually, you move in because you don't want them to hurt themselves. Besides, it'll be fine. You love Bonnie, and you just wanna help them.

They love you too. Please. Never leave. They'll end up hurting themselves without you. Your their angel.

Yandere Radio host x reader

Victor Rodriguez was the most popular radio host there was to date! He had late night talks shows, was always on the evening and morning radio, and was super charismatic! Only problem? He didn't have a co-star. But you'd make a lovely co-star.

Warnings: Mature language, addresses being leaked (only to yandere), stalking, car tampering, hero complex, mentions of abusive households

You swear that Victor was always on the air! Day and night, on every station. You could've sworn nobody listened to radio anymore! But apparently, with this new hotshot, everybody did now.

It's not that you disliked the man. He didn't do anything wrong. Surprisingly, unlike other radio hosts, he wasn't that boastful. But you were just sick of hearing him all the damn time.

Eventually, you tuned in (your friends wanted you to listen to him for once), and you made the mistake of accidentally calling in.

"Hello, this is Victor Rodriguez speaking! Who do I have the pleasure of talking to?" Oh wow, he answered the radio like it was just a normal contact in his phone!

You two had a surprising, really meaningful conversation! He didn't talk over you, poke fun at you for his listeners, and actually remembered things about you in the short time you talked.

You actually emailed him (he has a work email), and he responded back! You two emailed for a bit before exchanging numbers since you had made plans to hang out with him!

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Shit! You were running late! Your car just wouldn't start, and now you don't even know if he's still there. But before you could call a mechanic, a black car pulled into your driveway, and a very concerned Victor immediately jumped out of his car. "Are you okay? You didn't show up for a while, and I was worried if you got into an accident!" You felt your face heat up and start to turn pink. No man had ever done what he did. Usually, they just got impatient and left at the first minute. But Victor... he actually went looking for you. To make sure you were safe.

"Yeah sorry, my car just won't fucking start." You explained, pointing at your car which was a pretty old model. Victor cocked his head, peering into the car, before looking back at you. "You got tools so we can pop the hood up? Maybe it's the engine." What happened next you had no control over. It was magic even. You opened the hood, grabbed a toolbox out of your garage, and handed it to him. In the next 30 minutes, he had fixed whatever problem your car had.

Victor turned back to look at you with a goofy smile, and you swore your heart was moving a mile too fast. "All done! But the ice cream parlor is probably closing by now. Do you wanna just hang out here?" He asked, and you nodded your head immediately. It was surprisingly a really nice day with him! You both had a cookout, lounged in the sun, and even had a water balloon fight. You were having so much fun, you let one thing slip your mind.

How the hell did he know where you lived.

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Okay, so maybe he has every caller's address show to him and only him so he can stay safe. It's not his fault! He didn't know if his step-dad was still looking for him.

After he ran away from his abusive household (promising his mother and little siblings, he'd come back and save them from his step-dad's wrath), he immediately got picked up from a small radio station who needed a new radio host after the last one quit.

Clearly, he was better than what he expected because now he had worked his way up to the top radio station and was on nearly every channel!

So when you called in, he just expected a regular old caller, like always. But you... you were different. You actually talked to him. You made him feel alive in a way he didn't know was possible.

So he may have copied your address down just in case he needed to give you a surprise visit, but hey, who's really paying attention? Not him, and apparently not you either cause you did not have a care in the world when he showed up at your house.

You didn't even know that your car was perfectly fine the night before. But it's okay! Because he got to come to the rescue when your car wouldn't start! Even if he was the one who fucked up your engine so he could play hero.

But it's fine! Cause you didn't care, and let him play the hero. You let him be your savior! And that was perfect for him. You were perfect.

Just let him keep playing the hero. You need a hero in this world with someone as perfect as you. Just keep tuning in, and let him save you.