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What types of yandere do you think LoK villains would be?
╰┈➤ TLOK villains as yanderes
Tw: manipulative behaviour, emotionally and physically toxic behaviour, just your typical yandere genres
Season One
Amon/Noatak
Monopolizing Type: He would isolate you from the rest of the world and make sure you solely rely on him. Amon would typically monitor your every move, restrict who you talk to, and again ensure you rely entirely on him for survival. (Dawg can be lil dickhead sometimes)
Savior Type: He believes that only he can "save" or "cleanse" you. Amon views the world as inherently corrupt. He would project this onto you, believing that society is poisoning you and that his control is the only way to keep you pure and safe.
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He would strip away your identity: If you are a bender, his ultimate "act of love" would be to permanently sever your bending. In his mind, your powers are a curse that connects you to a corrupt world. Taking them away makes you entirely dependent on him and forces you into his version of an ideal, safe reality.
His a gaslighter and a manipulator: He would use psychological warfare. He would make you believe that your friends, family, and the outside world are dangerous threats to your safety, positioning himself as your only protector.
No mindless slaughter: Amon would not go around and killing people. He wouldn't kill your friends out of a sudden fit of rage. Instead, he would carefully ruin their lives, frame them, or have his Equalist forces imprison them, completely erasing your old life without ever getting blood on his own hands in front of you.
End note: he wouldn't hurt you physically unless it's absolutely necessary (folk WILL blame you for it btw if he does end up hurting you physically) But he'll hurt you emotionally/mentally anything to keep you in line. The only way you can survive is literally just staying on his good side(• ▽ •;)
Season Two
Unalaq
(oh brother. This guy stinks. )
Fanatical and a mix with a Corruptor Type: He views his actions as a divine mission. He believes your current state of being (especially if you are tied to the material world) is "unbalanced" and that only he can usher your soul into true spiritual enlightenment.
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Spiritual Brainwashing: He will isolate you from your family by convincing you that they are spiritually bankrupt and blind to the "true world."
Soul Binding: Unalaq wouldn't just lock your body up; he would want to trap your spirit. He would likely use Dark Spirit magic to corrupt your soul or tie your life force directly to his or Vaatu’s.
He IS Willing to Destroy You: If you stubbornly refuse to see his vision, his fanatical nature takes over. He would conclude that your mortal form is "holding you back", and he would willingly "cleanse" (destroy) your physical body to "save" your spirit in the Fog of Lost Souls.
End note: pray to whatever or whoever you believe in because dawg is someone who does NOT play around.
Eska
Possessive Type mixed with the Dominant/Abusive Type: She treats you as literal property, a pet, or a prized possession. Her love is dictatorial, demanding absolute obedience and compliance.
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Literal Shackles Dawg: As seen in the show, she will use her bending to literally chain you to her side. There is no subtlety here; you wear her collar, and you go where she goes.
Immediate Death Threats: Any person who speaks to you, looks at you, or even breathes in your direction is a target. She will not hesitate to eliminate rival suitors right in front of you without blinking. (Oh Eska you'd love 2020-2023 prime Twitter)
Personality Eradication: Do you like having free will? WELL SAY GOODBYE TO THAT. She will choose your clothes, your food, and dictate your thoughts. If you show a hint of rebellion, she doesn't get sad she gets violently offended, viewing your independence as a personal insult to her affection.
End note: you'll be okay-ish if you play along or you're into it
Desna
Stalker Type and Dependent Type: He doesn't scream at you; he simply silently clings himself to your existence. He acts like a shadow that you can never shake off, draining away your autonomy through persistence.
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His a "Little" Creepy: Desna will stand at the foot of your bed, in the corner of your room, or outside your window, just watching. He doesn't say anything, which doesn't make it any better.
Guilt through Apathy: If you try to leave him, he won't throw a tantrum like Eska. Instead, he will calmly state that without you, his existence is entirely meaningless, using a deadpan, lack of emotion to make you feel like a monster for wanting freedom.
End note: Desna is alright, I think generally you can somehow escape him but not completely escape him, his alright but not at the same time, really depending on you gang
Season Three
Zaheer
Fanatical Type: Kinda the same as Amon. He views his obsession with you as a destiny. He believes society's rules and attachments are poisoning your true potential, and only he can show you real freedom.
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His Typical Isolation: He will dismantle your belief system. He won't lock you in a traditional cage; he will take you to a remote, lawless place and convince you that everyone else in the world is a tyrant who wants to use you.
"Freedom" But Not Really Freedom: To Zaheer, the ultimate love is helping you "untether from the earth." If you refuse to accept his love, he might literally use airbending to asphyxiate you to the brink of death, calmly explaining that he is helping you let go of your worldly attachments so you can finally be one with him.
NO Mercy to Outsiders: If your friends try to save you, he will assassinate them without an ounce of hatred or anger. He will view their deaths as a necessary, peaceful clearing of "chaos" to protect your shared peace.
End note: Best case scenario team avatar saves you because they have plot armour and you CANNOT escape by yourself for this one.
Ghazan
Dependent/Enabler Type and Monopolizing Type: One of the most laid back yandere here tbh. He acts like a cool, supportive partner who just wants you to have fun, but..he systematically destroys your ability to function without him.
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Burning Bridges: Ghazan takes the phrase "burning bridges" literally. If you try to run away to your home city, he will turn the city into a lake of lava. He won't hurt you directly, but he will completely destroy your entire past life, your family's home, and your hometown so that you have absolutely nowhere else to go but his side.
Mood Shifts: He is relaxed until you try to leave. The moment you show signs of rejection, his casual demeanor instantly drops into an quiet rage. He will dead ass put your life in danger but like in a controlled environment and will make you think twice.
End note: his by far the only safest member you could possibly be with if he were a yandere, just don't try to leave then you'll be fine.
Ming-Hua
Explosive Type: She is already unstable and erratic as her cannon self how much more for a yan! Ming-Hua😭? She is entirely driven by raw, unchecked impulse. Her love is chaotic, and she lacks the emotional maturity to handle rejection or boundaries.
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Physical Confinement: She will use her water tentacles to wrap around you like a constriction snake. You are physically bound to her body or frozen inside a hollow ice sphere where she can look at you whenever she wants.
She's Easily Jealous: If anyone so much as looks at you, Ming-Hua will drive an ice spike through them before they can even finish their sentence. She does not plan or hide her crimes; she kills rivals openly and violently.
Self-Harm/Threats: If you try to push her away, she will lose her mind. She will threaten to hurt herself and then you in the process or cut down everything around you in a blind frenzy until you apologize and console her.
End note: she is one hell of a woman escaping is not a choice the only time you can actually be free is once she dies but as long as she is alive you are TRAPPED brochacho
P'Li
Stalker and Executioner Type: She acts as a silent guardian angel. She steps into the shadows to eliminate any threat, stressor, or person who causes you even a moment of unhappiness.
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Impenetrable Wall: She won't let anyone get within fifty feet of you. She views the world as an inherently abusive place that wants to exploit you, just like the warlord exploited her.
Total Submission to You (Until You Leave): She is incredibly gentle and subservient to you personally, letting you make choices, that is...until you try to leave her. If you try to run, she will target your legs with a precision blast, blowing up the ground in front of you to force you to your knees, weeping as she tells you that she cannot let you go back to a world that will hurt you.
Ending note: same as the rest, just being on her good side will be good enough to not cause trouble
Season Four
Kuvira
Obsessive Type: She views you as her personal responsibility and property. Just as she sought to "unite" the Earth Empire under her singular vision, she would seek to completely integrate her partner's life into her own.
Tyrant / Ruler Type: She dictates what is best for you. Her affection is structural, demanding submission not out of malice, but out of a deeply warped belief that only she can protect and provide for them.
Isolation via Bureaucracy: She will not lock you in a basement. Instead, she will assign you a high ranking position within her inner circle, ensuring you are constantly surrounded by her loyal guards and completely isolated from outside influences.
"Greater Good" Justification: If she hurts you or someone you care about, she will justify it as a necessary sacrifice for your long term safety. Her conscience is completely shielded by her ideology.
The Need of Compliance: Disagreement is framed as betrayal. She expects absolute loyalty and will view any desire for personal autonomy as a sign that you are unsafe and need tighter supervision.
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A/N: absolutely on board with the idea of freezing time btw. it's free retinol.
The sun never sets on the hero’s garden.
It hangs perpetually at that golden hour...the late afternoon glow that turns the white lilies into embers and catches the sapphire hues in Himmel’s hair.
You sat at the iron-wrought tea table, the steam from your cup rising in a perfectly straight line. There was no wind. There hadn't been a breeze in...you weren't actually sure. You tried to count the days, but the calendar in your mind had stalled. Every time you woke up, the shadows were in the exact same position on the stone floor.
"You're drifting again, my dear," Himmel said, his voice a warm, melodic anchor. He sat across from you, his blue eyes bright with a terrifyingly pure affection. He looked exactly as he had the day the Demon King fell—young, radiant, and untouched by the years.
"Himmel," you whispered, your voice sounding loud in the unnatural stillness. "How long have we been at this estate? It feels like I’ve been drinking this same tea for a lifetime."
Himmel chuckled, a soft sound that felt strangely uncanny. He reached across the table, his hand covering yours. It was a warm touch, but it felt uneasy.
"Time is such a fickle thing, isn't it? The world outside is so so very messy. People age, memories fade, and the things we love disappear before we can truly appreciate them." He squeezed your hand, his gaze intensifying. "I couldn't let that happen to us. I wanted to give you the one thing even a Hero usually can’t provide: a 'forever' that actually lasts."
It dawned on you then, what had really been going on here. He didn’t even try to hide it anymore. He seemed almost proud he’d pulled it off.
You stood up, your chair scraping harshly against the stone.
"I want to go to the village, Himmel. I want to see the autumn festival. It should be October by now."
Himmel didn't stop you. He simply watched you with a pained, saintly smile as you ran toward the massive oak gates of the estate. You pushed them open, expecting the cool air of the mountains.
There was so much hope in your heart. It was almost endearing.
Those hopes were swiftly dashed, and you stopped dead.
Beyond the gates, there was no mountain path. There was only a shimmering, translucent wall of violet light—a stasis barrier of incredible complexity. Beyond the veil, the world was a blurred, grey wasteland of hyper-speed. You watched, horrified, as a tree just outside the barrier withered, died, rotted, and was replaced by a sapling in a matter of seconds.
"The flow of time is quite aggressive out there," Himmel’s voice came from right behind you. He hadn't walked; it was as if he had simply manifested at your shoulder. "If you step past that line, you'll age fifty years before you can take a second breath. Everything you knew—the village, the people, the festival—it’s all gone. It’s been gone for a century."
You spun around, your breath coming in ragged gasps. Fumbling for words, you just snapped angrily.
"You trapped me! You let the world die while we sat here having tea! Again and again and again!"
Himmel reached out, his hands cupping your face with the same tenderness he used when greeting his subjects. But his eyes were hollow, reflecting only your terrified face.
"I didn't let it die. I saved you from it," he insisted, his voice trembling with a manic kind of righteousness. "Frieren will be fine; she’s an elf. The others...they were prepared for the end. But you? You’re so fragile. I couldn't bear the thought of coming back to your grave. I couldn't let time steal your smile. Your beautiful smile…"
He leaned down, his forehead resting against yours. His words were tender.
"Don't look at the grey, my love. Look at me."
He forced you to turn back toward the garden, where the flowers were frozen in their peak bloom.
"In here, we are the legend that never ends. You’ll never grow old. You’ll never be lonely. And I get to look at you for the rest of eternity."
Though you didn’t pull yourself completely free, you reached up to grip one of his wrists, and noticed just how much your own hand was trembling.
"Himmel, please...this is a nightmare."
"No," he whispered, pressing a soft, possessive kiss to your brow as he began to lead you back toward the house. "It’s a fairy tale. And as the Hero, it’s my duty to make sure the ending is happy. Even if I have to stop the world to make it so."
As the gates creaked shut behind you, locking out the blur of the passing centuries, you realized the most terrifying truth of all: Himmel wasn't acting this way because he was a monster.
He was doing it because he truly believed he was being a hero.
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╰┈➤ Concept of a yandere alphabet: It is a format that breaks down the psychology and behaviour of a "yandere" character across 26 prompts from A-Z
︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶︶ ⏝ ୨୧︶
A – Affection (How does she show affection?)
Highly practical and disciplined. She provides the finest luxuries her empire can offer—custom metal armor, private quarters, and personal security. She expresses love through absolute protection and total integration into her daily military routine.
B – Blood (How messy does she get?)
Extremely clean. She is a dictator, not a chaotic slasher. She prefers bloodless neutralization, using her rapid-fire metal bands to pin rivals down. If blood must be spilled, she delegates it to her loyal military forces so her own hands stay clean for you.
C – Clingy (How attached is she?)
Stoic but omnipresent. She will not constantly smother you with physical affection, but you are required to be by her side at rallies, military briefings, and dinners. Her presence is heavy, looming, and inescapable.
D – Domestic (Do they want a family/home life?)
Yes, but on her terms. She envisions a highly structured, flawless domestic life inside a secure stronghold like Zaofu. Any children or home routines will be managed with strict efficiency.
E – Esteem (How does she view her darling?)
She views you as her ultimate prize and her equal in importance, if not in authority. You are the gentle peace she fights for, the only person allowed to see her vulnerability when her commander’s facade drops.
F – Fight (How does she handle a rival?)
Like a political dissident. She doesn't throw public tantrums; she quietly abuses her power. Rivals are blacklisted, reassigned to distant, dangerous outposts, or sent to reeducation camps under the guise of "national security."
G – Game (Is it a game to her?)
Never. Kuvira is intensely serious. To her, securing your love and loyalty is a critical strategic campaign. She calculates every move, conversation, and restriction to ensure you stay dependent on her.
H – Hell (What is her worst nightmare?)
Abandonment. Because her biological parents cast her aside as a child, you leaving her or betraying her trust will completely fracture her composure, triggering a cold, ruthless lockdown.
I – Ideas (What is her ideal relationship?)
You standing proudly beside her as the Consort of the Earth Empire. She wants a relationship built on absolute loyalty, order, and mutual respect—where you willingly accept her absolute authority over your safety.
J – Jealousy (How jealous do they get?)
She will not yell; her eyes will simply narrow, and her posture will stiffen. The person who made her jealous will find themselves facing the full, intimidating weight of the Supreme Commander's military pressure by sunset. She just makes herself incredibly intimidating towards that person.
K – Kisses (How does she kiss/show physical intimacy?)
Dominant and possessive. Her touch is firm, often grabbing your jaw or waist to anchor you to her. Her kisses are a silent reminder of exactly who you belong to.
L – Love (What kind of love does she have?)
Authoritarian and protective. It is a "velvet glove over an iron fist" dynamic. She genuinely believes she is doing what is best for you, completely blind to how her suffocating control might be harming you.
M – Muzzle (Will she restrain her darling?)
Without hesitation. If you try to run, she will comfortably pin you to the floor or wall using metalbending. You will be placed in a high security, platinum reinforced room where your movement is entirely subject to her permission.
N – Naughty (How does she punish disobedience?)
Through cold isolation and the stripping away of privileges. If you break her rules, she will restrict your visitors, lock down your quarters, and treat you with a chilling, detached military discipline until you submit.
O – Oppression (How much does she restrict freedom?)
Totally. Your schedule, your friends, your diet, and your location are all logged by her intelligence officers. You live in a beautiful, luxurious cage that is heavily guarded.
P – Patience (How patient is she?)
Extremely patient when executing a plan, but entirely impatient with emotional defiance. She expects her orders to be followed immediately and will swiftly crush any rebellious attitude with cold logic. (#my brat tamer gf😣 srry gang I'll continue writing 💔)
Q – Quiz (Does she test your loyalty?)
Yes. She will create subtle trials such as leaving an exit unguarded or asking your opinion on a political rival to see if you choose her over the outside world.
R – Regret (Does she ever feel guilty?)
Rarely. Just as she justified crushing cities for the "Great Unification," she justifies her tyranny over you as a necessary evil to keep you safe from a chaotic, dangerous world.
S – Stalker (How does she track you?)
Through state-sponsored surveillance. She doesn't hide in bushes; she uses a network of military spies, guard patrols, and scout airships to ensure you are never truly alone. Connections are indeed powerful and she fortunately has those privileges to surveillance.
T – Tears (How does she react to your crying?)
It softens her iron exterior, but it does not change her mind. She will wipe away your tears and hold you tightly, whispering that she takes no pleasure in locking you away, but that you "forced her hand."
U – Unfair (How hypocritical is she?)
Completely. She is allowed to have secrets, command armies, and make life-altering decisions for both of you. You, however, are expected to have absolute transparency and zero independent secrets keeping just one would not do with her, it's just best to be as transparent with her.
V – Value (How far will she go for you?)
She would divert an entire military division or utilize her spirit-vine weaponry to retrieve you if you were taken from her. You are worth more to her than the crown of the Empire.
W – Wit (Can you outsmart her?)
It is incredibly difficult. Kuvira is a master tactician who anticipates her enemies' moves three steps in advance. Any escape plan you concoct will likely be predicted and countered before you even attempt it.
X – XoXo (What is her soft side like?)
Rarely seen, but incredibly intense. When you are entirely alone in her private quarters, the rigid commander melts away. She will rest her head on your shoulder to lazily play with your hair, letting out a rare sigh of relief, exhausting her heavy burdens only to you.
Y – Yearn (How does she handle long separations?)
Terribly. If military campaigns keep her away from you, she will demand daily, detailed radio reports on your well-being. Her focus on the battlefield will noticeably sharpen, driven by a desire to crush her enemies quickly so she can return to your side.
Z – Zenith (What is the absolute breaking point?)
Seeing you actively side with Team Avatar or the rebel forces against her. Believing that the one person she trusted has betrayed her will trigger a terrifying psychological break leading her to permanently lock you away in a hidden underground bunker, ensuring no one else can ever look at you again.
Author's Note
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At first, you were just… there. Another presence at the Death Weapon Meister Academy, someone who existed on the edges of Crona’s world without ever truly stepping into it. They didn’t understand people well enough to notice individuals, not really. Everyone blurred together into noise, into expectation, into something overwhelming and hard to breathe through.
But you didn’t feel like noise.
You felt… quiet. Not in the literal sense, but in the way your presence didn’t demand anything from them. You didn’t stare too long. You didn’t whisper. You didn’t treat them like something strange that had wandered too far from where it belonged. And that alone was enough to make you stand out in a way Crona didn’t know how to process.
So they noticed you.
And once Crona notices something, it becomes very hard for them to stop.
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❝ THE FIRST TIME YOU WERE KIND ❞
It wasn’t even anything big. That’s the part that lingers the most.
You spoke to them like it was normal. Like they were normal. Your voice didn’t carry pity or fear, just softness, just simple warmth that didn’t ask for anything in return. You stayed in the conversation instead of letting it die in awkward silence, and when Crona struggled to respond, you didn’t rush them or pull away.
You just… waited.
That patience settles into Crona’s chest in a way that feels unfamiliar and overwhelming all at once. They replay that moment over and over again, picking apart every word, every expression, every tiny detail as if there’s something hidden inside it they need to understand.
Because people aren’t kind without a reason.
But you were.
And Crona couldn’t figure out why.
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❝ IT DOESN’T START AS LOVE ❞
At first, it’s just questions. Endless, circling thoughts that never quite reach a conclusion. Why you talk to them. Why you remember things about them. Why you come back, again and again, when it would be so much easier not to.
That confusion slowly turns into something heavier. Something that lingers even when you’re not around, pressing against their thoughts until it’s the only thing they can focus on. You become a constant in their mind, a presence that doesn’t fade when you leave.
Crona doesn’t recognize it as love. They don’t have the words for something like that.
But they do understand attachment.
And once that attachment forms, it wraps around them tightly, sinking in deep enough that the idea of losing it feels unbearable before they even realize what’s happening.
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❝ THE SHIFT ❞
It happens gradually, almost too quietly to notice at first.
Crona starts lingering near you more often, finding reasons to stay even when there’s none to give. Their gaze drifts back to you without meaning to, drawn in by the way you move, the way you speak, the way your emotions sit so openly on your face. You’re easy to read, and that fascinates them just as much as it comforts them.
But then that attention sharpens.
They start noticing who else talks to you. Who stands close. Who makes you laugh. And every time it happens, something tight and uncomfortable twists in their chest, something they can’t quite name but can’t ignore either.
Because it feels wrong.
It feels like something that belongs to them is being touched by someone else.
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❝ RAGNAROK NOTICES FIRST ❞
Ragnarok is the one who says it out loud, because of course he is.
He laughs about it, voice sharp and amused as he points out what Crona refuses to acknowledge. He calls it obsession, calls it pathetic, calls it exactly what it is with no hesitation and no care for how it lands.
Crona denies it immediately. They have to.
But their eyes still follow you. Their body still turns toward you without thinking. Their thoughts still circle back to you no matter how hard they try to push them away.
And Ragnarok just laughs louder.
Because denial doesn’t change anything.
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❝ THEIR LOVE IS QUIET ❞
Crona isn’t loud about what they feel. There are no grand confessions, no dramatic claims of ownership, nothing that would immediately scare you away.
Instead, it’s subtle. Careful. Almost invisible if you aren’t looking for it.
They learn your routines without asking. Memorize the times you’re usually alone, the paths you take, the small habits you repeat without realizing. They start appearing more often, always close enough to reach, always just within your space like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
It feels like coincidence.
It isn’t.
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❝ FEAR IS AT THE CORE ❞
The truth is, Crona doesn’t want to hurt you. Not really.
Everything they feel is tangled up in fear more than anything else. Fear of being abandoned, of being replaced, of losing the one person who made them feel something other than emptiness or pain. That fear digs in deep, twisting their attachment into something heavier, something harder to control.
So they hold on tighter.
Not in a way that feels forceful at first, but in a way that slowly becomes impossible to step away from.
Because letting go isn’t something Crona knows how to do.
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❝ WHEN YOU GET TOO CLOSE TO SOMEONE ELSE ❞
That’s when the cracks begin to show.
You laughing with someone else, standing just a little too close, letting someone else share the space that Crona has already claimed in their mind. It makes something inside them snap tight, sharp and painful in a way that steals the air from their lungs.
They don’t lash out. They don’t make a scene.
Instead, they go quiet. Withdrawn. Watching.
And later, that person stops coming around. Whether it’s fear, intimidation, or something darker lingering beneath the surface, Crona makes sure of one thing.
You won’t have to choose.
Because there won’t be anyone left to choose over them.
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❝ WHEN YOU COMFORT THEM ❞
This is where everything locks into place.
The moment you reach for them, when your hands are gentle and your voice is soft and you tell them they matter, it seals something inside their chest that can’t be undone.
Because now it’s real.
Now it’s not just something in their head, not just a fragile hope they’re clinging to. You’re there. You’re choosing them, even if you don’t fully understand what that choice means yet.
And Crona… needs that.
They need you.
In a way that goes beyond simple affection, beyond something healthy or easy to manage. You become their anchor, their stability, the one thing keeping everything else from falling apart.
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❝ FINAL NOTE ❞
Crona loves you softly, in the only way they know how.
But that softness is wrapped around something consuming, something that doesn’t loosen its grip once it takes hold. Their affection is gentle in its expression, quiet in its presence, but it runs deep enough to reshape everything around it.
They would never want to hurt you.
But they will still do whatever it takes to keep you.
Even if it means changing the world around you until there’s nowhere left to go but back to them.
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TW OBSESSION POSSESSIVENESS DRUGGING FOR COMPANIONSHIP, SOUL SELLING GENUINELY ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR. I DO NOT SUPPORT ANY OF THIS. THIS IS PURELY AFFECTION AND FOR ENJOYMENT.
🦈 he had first never wanted to become a father. He thought the idea of becoming one would be how you say challenging. He did love a challenge, but come on. He was the entrepreneur of hell! he couldn’t let some dumb kid in the way that was when you arrived into hell you were older than a team. You were rebellious always snapping back, having an attitude like that, he liked having a little bit of sass.
💙 you reminded him of himself when he was your age having a head full of range during all the sass in the world that rebellious nature
🦈 at first it was nice to have someone who could actually talk and then it became annoying. She hated that you were sassing him 24 seven especially after he took you under his wing how disrespectful
💙 he forced you to sell your soul to him. He offered you protection family everything that you didn’t have in hell all you had to do was be nice and he noticed that you weren’t nice. You weren’t nice at all so he had to take it into his own hands
🦈 he did the normal fatherly thing shocking punishments your entire body was hurting afterwards he would buy you something from his own company to try to make it up to you. He felt bad as much as he could. He was a sadistic overlord so it took a lot for him to even feel the slightest bit. Sorry.
💙 that’s how it always went. You would act out he would punish you. He did understand what he was doing was wrong. But what did money not fix you were well taken care of why do you have to be such a brat!
🦈 oh well, a few more rounds of punishment and you’ll be right as rain. You’ll be the perfect kid that he never got when he was alive because he grew up during the 50s. He never truly fulfilled the American dream. He wanted to fulfill the American dream of a man of his time.
💙 he would try to be better the best father and all of hell not the stupid king of hell dumb who owns his own business. He is the greatest father in your head. He is the best he has to be if he isn’t the best what is he?
🦈 after Hayes when you try to take over all of you were separated from him finally but he’ll find you. He always will. He’s your father and you’re his beloved child
🦈” my shark bait you need me even if you don’t know it yet. I’ll make sure you need me even at the end of time I owe you.”
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I’m so sorry this is so late. I’ve been so busy with my job recently and then I got swamped with artwork.!! I’ll try to get back into the blue things
