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Platonic Yandere John Price - Crybaby

You are the most defensive kid he’s ever met in his life. You get angry over little questions, you don’t let anyone near you at all. You snap at anyone who even thinks of approaching you.

But John sees right through your act, you don’t fool him one bit. He can read you like an open book. He sees the way you flinch when people get too close, how you shrink when someone raises their voice at you, and how tears fill your eyes when someone tries to speak with you. You are a crybaby.

John was recently retired, but he needed something to put his energy towards. He wasn’t going to become some grumpy old man who yelled at kids to get off his lawn.

It’s good that he sees you often, he goes on walks during the evening to get out of the house. Sometimes he’ll see you climbing out your bedroom window when he just happens to walk by your house.

He definitely doesn’t walk by your house everyday to check on you.

He starts to see more and more of a different side of you. Not the defensive side, but the emotional and sensitive side of you.

You cry at commercials, you cry when you stub your toe, you cry when you see a baby animal. You’re the most emotional person he’s ever seen. He concludes from watching over you that your parents are the cause of your defensive nature. They don’t want you to be this emotional and they make you bottle it all up inside of you.

He kidnaps you and you are a mess of tears for weeks and weeks on end. You’re too overwhelmed with emotion to be defensive with him. You cry at every little thing. If he looks at you, you cry. If he enters the room, you cry. You’re just a sensitive kid, John really doesn’t mind.

He does baby you a lot, he can’t help himself. He’ll pick you up and rock you from side to side like a baby until you calm down. He’ll swaddle you with blankets, he read somewhere that pressure is comforting for some people.

Your lip trembles as John enters your bedroom, you are sitting on the edge of the bed, you just woke up. Your hair is a little messy and your face is still slightly puffy from sleep.

Tears well up in your eyes as he gets closer and they spill over and fall down your cheeks. John has a small fond smile on his face, he doesn’t stop moving towards you.

He doesn’t say anything as he reaches for one of your blankets, he unfolds it and he wraps it around you tightly as you start to cry.

“Still tired, kiddo?” He asks in a gentle and soothing voice, his hands wrapping around you to rub your back. He pulls you into his chest so you can rest your head on his shoulder, he doesn’t expect a response from you.

I haven’t done headcanons in a while! I hope you like it bb <33

Platonic Yandere Luke Skywalker with Impulsive Padawan Reader

• You are impulsive and prone to violence at any inconvenience. Everyone is confused as to why Luke thinks you’re Jedi material. It makes no sense to anyone but Luke.
• You don’t listen to Luke at all, you go out of your way to be disrespectful about it too. Doing things he told you not to do right in front of him. Luke isn’t any less fond of you after this, you’re his Padawan after all, you’re still learning the Jedi way.
• “I don’t want to balance rocks! There’s no point!”
• “There’s always a point.. think of it as a challenge..”
• Luke has his ways of making you think that what he wants you to do is your idea and not his. He has infinite amounts of patience for you and only you.
• You charge into battle without thinking, he lets you get roughed up a little bit before he steps in. This is to teach you the value of patience and strategy. It seems to be working pretty well for you, now you assess the situation first before making any decisions. He’s so proud of you!
• You’re pretty aggressive with other people, often getting into fights after egging people on. You often come back to him with bruises and cuts all over your body. He scolds you, telling you this wouldn’t happen if you just called down and thought about what consequences your actions might have. You pout as you let him patch you up. He can’t stay mad at you for long.
• When you feel like giving up, he’s there to believe for you, almost in an obsessive way. He needs you to believe that you can be a Jedi, it’s his one singular goal at this point in time. He can’t give up on you,
• When you try to leave him or run away, he will go to the end of the galaxy and back to find you. He won’t let you do this to yourself, he won’t let you fall to the dark side, he won’t fail you. He will drag you back to him, he will use the force to connect your minds so he can find you.
• He cares deeply for you, in a way that a Master shouldn’t be attached to their Padawan. He cares for you a little too much, to the point other people are concerned for him. You are his everything, his one goal. You are practically his child at this point..

Of course <33

Platonic Yandere Harvey Dent (Pre Two Face) with Teen Reader

You were the daughter of Harvey’s assistant, he saw you pretty often when you came to the office after school to stay with your mom until she finished her shift. Harvey didn’t mind you at all, you were quiet, respectful, and you didn’t distract your mother from her job. You sat at her desk and did your homework.

He grew quite fond of you after a while, he knew your name, your favourite subject, your favourite colour and the name of your pet fish. You also knew his favourite subject from when he was in school, and his favourite colour. Harvey unfortunately doesn’t have time for a fish, he’s a very busy man, too busy for any pets.

“Hey kid. Where’d your mom go? I need her for something.” Harvey stands in front of the desk you’re sitting at. Usually your mother is sitting right beside you typing away on her computer, but she seems to be somewhere else at the moment.

You look up at him, pencil in hand. Your homework is spread out on the desk in front of you, it’s math.

“Oh. I think she went to go  print something off, Mr. Harvey.” You answer politely, watching as he looks at the picture frame on your mothers desk. It’s a picture of you when you were little. A cute kid with chubby cheeks. He smiles a little bit.

“Thanks kiddo.” He ruffles your hair as he turns from the desk, going back into his office. He’ll come out in a couple of minutes when your mother comes back from the printer. You go back to your homework, ignoring the slight cramp in your hand from how long you’ve been holding it.

He finds more and more excuses to come out of his office to speak with you. You’re kind and polite every time, he thinks you’re very endearing.

He does a little research into your family. He finds out after digging through old facebook posts that your father died a few years ago. This is perfect for him, you are in need of a father figure!

He gives your mother a hefty raise, making sure she doesn’t struggle to take care of you. He even offers to send you to a good private school, but your mother declines much to his displeasure. She said that was too much to ask of him, it really wasn’t. His kid should get the best possible education.

He eventually starts dating your mother after he transfers her to another department so he’s no longer her boss. Now he sees you everyday, you live in his house and he provides for you with his money.

He helps you with your homework now, sitting beside you at the dining room table as he guides you through some complex math equations.

This is the best possible outcome, he would have kidnapped you if your mother rejected his advances.

Here you go <33

Platonic Yandere Jean Grey and Scott Summers with Reader who avoids breaking rules

They discovered your plan pretty quickly, suddenly, you were the most well behaved one in the household. You followed all of the rules they set out for you, avoiding punishment because you know what came afterwards.

Physical affection.

God, you hated it so much. Your kidnappers cuddling with you on the couch after putting you in timeout because they feel bad about it? It’s the worst thing ever.

Suddenly, they start making up stupid rules. No going up the stairs two at a time, no running in the house, no open windows after five.

“Ah ah Y/n..” Jean wiggles her finger at you as you look up, confused and frustrated. “Bowls don’t go on the bottom rack. You need to go to timeout.”

You look at her with your mouth agape. You put your bowl in the dishwasher, there wasn’t any room on the top rack to put it. Tears of frustration well up in your eyes and you clench your fists.

“Don’t be like that or it’s another five minutes.” Scott crosses his arms over his chest, using his dad voice. Your jaw tightens in anger as you storm over to the timeout corner, tears running down your face as you face away from the two of them, they drop into the floor periodically.

You stay completely silent, knowing that talking earns you another five minutes. You are seething with anger, they are doing this on purpose and you know it. This whole thing is unfair and humiliating.

The five minutes is slow, but it ends as Jean hugs you from behind. You tense up, but there’s no room for you to pull away.

“I know, baby. It’s ok.” Jean coos in your ear, her hand running up and down your arms as tears continue to pour out. You just want to be left alone, but that’s not an option for you right now. They won’t let you be this upset alone.

Jean turns you around to face her, she wraps you up in a proper hug. You don’t hug her back, letting your arms dangle by your side.

“I know you don’t like timeouts.. I’m so sorry..” Jean peppers your face in kisses and you feel like you’re about to throw up right there.

Of course <33

Platonic Yandere Anna Marie and Remy LeBeau when they make Reader sick

They love taking care of you when you’re sick, you rely on them utterly and completely. You’re so cute when you’re all loopy and tired, they can’t get enough of you. You need them to bring you food, water and most importantly, you need their comfort. They are more than willing to comfort you when you’re sick, they don’t care if they get sick afterwards. It’s all worth it when it’s for you. 

You don’t get sick often, maybe twice a year. They hate how independent you’re starting to get. You’re going out with your friends more and doing things for yourself that they could do for you. Their baby is growing up too fast and they can’t stand it.

Remy starts drugging your water, making you feel sick. He stays home and takes care of you, holding your hair back as your vomit. He calls your friends for you to let them know that you came down with a stomach bug and you can’t go out with them for a while. He likes your friends, he did extensive research on them to make sure they were good enough for you. They are a good influence, but they can’t be the main influence in your life.

The instances of accidental touches from Rouge increase as time goes on. Like when you’re doing a task like closing your laundry or cooking something in the kitchen. She’ll ‘accidentally’ brush her hand against yours as she walks by, causing you to pass out. She apologizes profusely afterwards, but she’s not really sorry. She ended up folding all of your laundry for you, she finished the meal you were making for yourself. Isn’t she so helpful? She hopes that you’ll accept her apology.

They would never hurt you on purpose, they just need you to rely on them. They intend to do this as long as possible x even if it isn’t sustainable for you or for them. The guilt will eat them alive eventually.

Of course <33

Platonic Yandere Scott Summer Headcanons

• Scott Summers is one of those guys who always has major dad energy, no matter the situation. Even his teammates tease him about it sometimes
• It doesn’t matter if you’re a mutant or a human, he will ‘adopt’ you either way. You get your own room at the X Mansion and everything. It’s so much safer for you here anyway.
• If you are a mutant, Scott takes the responsibility of mentoring you to the best of his abilities. He doesn’t want you to feel ashamed of what you are, he wants you to be proud of it.
• He truly thinks of himself as your father, you are his everything. He would do anything for you.
• When you run away, he’s more disappointed than anything. It’s not like you’ll be hard to find anyway. When he does find you, he does lay into you a little bit. He’s mad, you could have gotten hurt!
• “I’m your father, I know what’s best for you.”
• He throws you over his shoulder , telling you that you’re grounded for a week. Doesn’t matter how old you are.
• “What if I wasn’t here? Hm? What if you got hurt and I wasn’t there to help you?”
• He takes away privileges when you’re grounded. No TV, no snacks, no dessert. It’s a little humiliating if you’re older, he doesn’t intend it to be however.
• You yell at him a lot, you’re angry with this situation you’ve been put in. He doesn’t get angry when you yell at him, you’re expressing your emotions to him. He takes it very seriously. He speaks to you calmly, wanting to comfort you in any way.
• He’ll rub your back as you cry, asking if you need anything. He knows when to pull away, especially if you tell him to stop touching you. He doesn’t want to make you more upset.
• It hurts him when you cry, he doesn’t want you to be sad, but he understands in a way.
• He lowkey kinda panics when you get physically injured, even if it’s sad simple as a scratch or a scraped knee. He hates the sight of your blood. It’s a reminder to him that he can’t protect you from everything. He often has moments where he spirals a little bit, he kind of zones out for a couple of seconds while he’s in the middle of putting a bandaid on you. Lowkey freaks you out.
• He loves you a lot. He makes it known that he loves you and that he wants the best for you. You can have the whole world if you want it, you just can’t leave him. He needs you.
• “You know I love you, Y/n.”

Don’t be nervous bb <33 here you go! I kinda did my own thing with your request, hope you like it! Its 2k, longest fic on my page so far.

Platonic Yandere Obi Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker with Isekaied Sith Reader

Waking up in a new body was terrifying, especially one that is highly trained in the art of combat. You’re more muscular, faster. It’s an electrifying feeling.

But the hatred and anger that bubbles under your skin like boiling water is a different kind of feeling. It doesn’t feel good, it feels powerful. How could one body fester with so much rage?

You strangely have the same face. It’s a little surprising when you look in the mirror. You look more tired and drained. The bags under your eyes are dark and you have six dots on the skin in between your eye brows, three up and two across.

They don’t come off when you rub them, they must be some kind of tattoo. You step back, noticing a silver glint of something at your waist. You unhook it, it’s a lightsaber. It’s sleek and lightweight, designed for fast and efficient movements.

“Oh wow..” you mumble, turning it over in your hand. It has intricate lines and triangles on the handle. It’s quite beautiful.

The room is ignited in a red light as the lightsaber turns on, the steady beam of red light casting shadows over your face. You clench your teeth.

“No fucking way…” you murmur, swinging the blade around, causing it to let out that satisfying buzz just like in the movies you used to watch.

But the awe is suddenly replaced by a silent horror, you are not a Jedi, you are a Sith Apprentice. Not a good situation or be in at all.

The lightsaber retreats, the room dark once more as you stand there contemplating what you should do. You could help, sure, but you don’t know at what point you’re in. Is this before or after Anakin becomes a padawan? Is this before or after order 66?

You somehow find yourself on the planet Coruscant, the crowded city that covers the entire planet is very overstimulating to you. It makes the anger in you bubble up more. You take a deep breath, clenching your fists as you move through the crowd, neon lit streets. Ships fly overhead constantly, there is no end to them. There are billions and billions of people on this planet.

You are very out of place with your dark robes and with the lightsaber by your side. You have no idea if you’re anywhere near the right place, near the Jedi temple. It could be anywhere on this planet.

You feel a strange tugging sensation in your skull, it’s a difficult feeling to explain. It this what the force feels like. You turn in the fires Tom that you feel the pulling sensation in, turning into a quieter street. It’s narrow and slightly claustrophobic, wires sting from one side to the other above your head.

You wander in, looking forward down the narrow path. A figure drops down from the tall buildings behind you and you hear the hum of a lightsaber. You turn and your face lights up at the sight. It’s Obi Wan Kenobi, his green lightsaber reflecting off of the walls.

“What are you doing here? What are you planning?” He assumes a defensive position, ready to strike. You make no move to grab your own lightsaber, a bright smile on your face. He can help you!

“I’m lost..” you say quietly, taking a step closer to him, he’s not intimidated in the slightest, he’s trying to figure you out. Are you trying to lure him into an ambush of some kind? “Can.. you help me?”

He doesn’t move from his defensive position, but his face softens slightly. He can feel the festering rage coming from you, the dark side of the force pulling around you. But your demeanor is completely different.

“Help? What sort of help do you need from me?” He watches as you take a cautious step towards him, he can tell that you feel slightly awkward asking him for help.

“I’m not a real Sith Apprentice.” You say, unsure of how to explain your situation without sounding completely insane.

“Oh really?” He says sarcastically, analyzing your stance. You are in no position to fight at all, you haven’t even reached for your lightsaber.

“Yeah. Do you know where the Jedi Temple is? I can’t find it.” You say awkwardly, looking down at your feet while the silence stretches on.

Obi Wan cannot believe what you are asking him. You’re looking for the Jedi Temple? You’re definitely playing a game with him.

“You think I would lead you to the Jedi Temple so easily? Don’t play games with me.” He takes a step closer to you and you get slightly defensive.

“I want to help!” You try to walk closer to him, your arms raised in a show of surrender and trust. You trip on your black robes, face planting into the ground.

Obi Wan lets out a huff, not quite laughter, more of surprise. You are the most ungraceful Apprentice he’s even had the displeasure of meeting.

“Oh my.” He comments as you push up to your knees. You get a wave of anger, it’s uncomfortable. You clench your fists and you hold your breath. He can see that you are trying to contain yourself. He uses the force to get your lightsaber away from you while you are distracted. It flies from your waistband into the palm of his hand.

He ticks your lightsaber in his waistband, his lightsaber still lit. He watches as you struggle with your negative emotions. He feels pity for you, even if this is a trap.

“Ow..” you mumble as you push to your feet, rubbing some of the dust off of your face. “I’m still getting used to these stupid robes..” you mumble, patting the dust off of the fabric on your legs.

A second figure drops down behind you, you turn in confusion. You see Anakin. You now have a rough idea of what point in the timeline you’re in. He has that rat tail.

“Master, why aren’t you apprehending this.. apprentice?” Anakin doesn’t light up his blue lightsaber, watching. Anakin is slightly confused by my demeanor, he watched the whole interaction.

“Give it some time Anakin. They are of no threat at the moment.” Obi Wan puts his lightsaber away, stepping closer to you. You look up at him as he gets closer, slightly confused.

He waves his hand in front of your face, and he asks you a simple question.

“What do you want?” He uses his mind trick on you, compelling you to tell him the truth. The world becomes fuzzy and your lips move on their own, you take a shaky step back.

“I want to help you.” You are suddenly brought back to the present, the world sharpening before your very eyes in an overwhelming way as you are brought out of the trance.

“Well, that settles it, Anakin. We will bring them back to the temple with us.” Obi Wan grabs a fistful of your robe as you stumble back, dizzy from being under a trance.

“But master, what if-“ Anakin is rightfully concerned. Why would a sane person bring the enemy into the most sacred place they have? Then again, Obi Wan isn’t known to be completely sane with his stunts.

“Woah..” you mumble as you are tugged forward by Obi Wan. He makes sure you don’t fall as you have proven to him that you are very clumsy.

“If you try anything the clones will stun you, understand?” He drags you through the streets guiding you through the crowd.

“Yes sir..” you murmur as you follow him, Anakin is right behind you, ready to strike if you pull any funny business.

You suddenly feel a strange pull in the back of your head, something is compelling you to act. You look up, a ship is falling from the sky. It’s a small ship, probably used to transport small amounts of people. It’s plummeting from the sky fast.

People around you scream and scurry, their fear feeding you. You feel powerful, energized by all these negative emotions. Your body moves on its own, this new body has its own neural pathways built in and your body reacts on instinct.

You use the force, using a massive amount of willpower to slow the descent of the ship. The burns in your neck pop, the fear and confusion around you feeding your own.

The ship hovered in the air, smoking and on fire, the pilot was already dead, beyond saving. His body is charred husk in the pilots cabin, the smell is horrible.

Obi Wan and Anakin act, moving civilians out of the way as you lower the ship onto the platform. You let go of the ship, and it’s like a whiplash. This body is powerful, formidable. You like the way this power feels.

“Well, that was very impressive.” Obi Wan is conflicted by your nature and by your actions, they are polar opposites, you still have some good in you. He can help you, draw you back from the shadows and into the light.

Anakin is also conflicted, he thought Siths were evil. Then again, you aren’t a Sith, you are the apprentice to one, so he supposes you can’t be truly evil yet.

“Oh wow.” Anakin murmurs, watching as you stumble a little bit, dizzy from using the force to such a degree.

“Such control over the force at such a young age. I can see why the Sith made you an apprentice.” Obi Wan walks towards you as a group of droids arrive, they put out the fire, beeping wildly at one another in their language.

He grabs you by your robes again, you look up at him in awe as he compliments you. You honestly have little knowledge of what being ‘controlled’ means in a sense because you’ve never used the force before this incident.

“I think with the proper guidance, you can be redeemed.” Obi Wan declares, a smile on his face as he looks at you. Anakin sputters in shock.

“Redeemed?! Master, have you gone completely mad?!” Anakin walks up to his master with a sense of urgency, Obi Wan doesn’t seem bothered by Anakin’s panic at the moment.

“You cannot be serious!” Anakin’s face is twisted up in confusion at his master’s idea of redeeming you. Could you really be pulled from the depths of the darkness after tasting its power?

“Calm yourself Anakin. A Jedi does not burst out with such emotion.” Obi Aan takes a moment to give Anakin some wisdom, but it doesn’t really seem to work. Anakin takes a moment to think.

“But.. they’re Sith.” He says quieter, leaning in slightly so the people in the crowd around the burning ship can’t hear him. He doesn’t want to cause any panic in the crowd.

“Apprentice.” Obi Wan corrects, tilting his head slightly to look over to his panicked padawan.

“The difference doesn’t matter! Master, please!” Anakin is trying his best to reason with his master, taking another step closer. But it’s too late, Obi Wan is already thinking of ways to help you, training exercises and emotional regulation activities are already swirling through his mind.

He wonders how you would react, if you would get impatient fast or give it a little bit of time before you snap to anger.

“Enough, Anakin. The only opinion I care about at the moment is the councils. I’m sure Master Yoda will be open to this. It’s never been done before. Converting a Sith Apprentice to the light, think of the opportunities here, my boy.”