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yandere's are my problematic fave

Love and lust are all very well and good, but this meme is for when that white-hot desire tips into something darker, an all-consuming fire that licks at your every thought, that clenches around your every breath. It may be one-sided or it may be reciprocal, you may be the object or the subject or both simultaneously, but at least one of you is obsessed.

You can think of nothing but them. Your world, your heart, your very existence revolves around them.

Unrequited - Subject
1. Innocent yearning - They are unreachable, untouchable, or perhaps you're merely too shy. You're resigned to the certainty that they will never be yours, but you'd still dedicate your life to make them happy. Little gifts, remembering their birthday, you'll be their best friend, their Cyrano, you'll be their shoulder to cry on or maybe you'll only ever watch them from across the office and make sure that one of the morning donuts always makes it anonymously to their desk before they're all eaten.
2. Win their heart - You're going to marry them. Sure, they don't know it yet. Sure, they don't even know you exist. But you've got a plan, and you're going to use every resource in your power to win their heart. No matter what it takes. Their happiness is all-important, and the best way to ensure that is to make sure they know how worthy they are of being loved.
3. Stalker - They belong to you. They may not know it, they may even disagree, but they are yours. It's okay. You're content--at least for now--to watch them from afar. To deliver notes and gifts--threats, if they dare to object to your ideas of romance if they dare to date anyone else--to oversee their safety and even to mastermind minor adjustments in their life to ensure that everything goes... according to plan.

Unrequited - Object
1. Innocent yearning - You have a secret admirer. Little gifts, love poems and notes, and they're always perfectly sweet, perfectly timed, and they always make your day. You're half in love with them already, whoever they are, this person who cares for your happiness above all else. If only you could figure out who it might be.
2. Win their heart - Out of nowhere, one of your friends--or perhaps an acquaintance you hardly noticed before now--has begun trying to court you. It's flattering, but also very intense. They seem convinced that you'll fold to their affections sooner or later, and... maybe. Why not? It's nice to have someone who thinks you're worth the whole world.
3. Stalker - You're being followed. Maybe you know this person--an ex?--maybe you don't. They know you, though, or they think they do. Worse, they think they have some claim upon you. They dog your steps, bother your friends and romantic partners, leave you haunting and unwelcome gifts.

Requited
A. The sun in my sky - Your everyday existence may be dull and drab, but you have one glittering prize in your life. Your love, your partner, your everything. You can get through the daily grind, through the indignities of your life, because you know you're coming home to them.
B. Forbidden - You're in love and it's requited, but that doesn't make them any more accessible to you. Wealth, class, or perhaps an inconvenient marriage is keeping the two of you apart. You'll have to conduct your affair in secret, with your obsession compelling you to take greater and greater risks, until you find a way to run away together -- or until you're caught.
C. Partners in Crime - What's more romantic than a crime spree? You're partners in crime, and what a thrill that is! It certainly spices up your love life. You trust them entirely, they're the other half of you, and they're every bit as wicked as you. It feels as though you're both untouchable, and surely you are. You'll never be caught. Neither of you will ever be hurt.
D. On the Run - You're young, you're in love, and you're free, but you know it can't last. You're on the run, and your stars are crossed. Sooner or later you're going to come to a bad end, but until then you've got this hotel room, this night, this car and the open road. If anyone wants to separate you, they're going to have to catch you first.

Wildcards
Enchantment - A love spell can serve to create obsession where none existed before, and now you have a devoted slave, as long as the spell doesn't backfire.
An Unholy Bargain - You've sworn yourself to an angel, a devil, a cause, a country, a witch, a place, and they are the embodiment of that vow. You're sworn to them inescapably, and the terms of your bargain press you with the sweetest compulsion. It may not be real, but it's love, and it's undeniable.

Feel free to run with your own interpretations of the theme's!

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[He should be alarmed and suspicious that Ventus knew and did nothing... but it’s still understandable. The Unversed would do as they pleased if not given a direct order, and he knows Aqua and Terra have no love for them.]

[It’s believable, and enough for him. The small buildup of suspicion within him slowly fades away.]

...good.

[He’s honestly not sure how much more his heart can take.]

[He presses his lips against Vanitas' forehead.]

For now, just take it easy. Would you like me to get some water for you?

[Another kiss, and another shiver slides down Vanitas’s back. He’s starting to enjoy the feeling it stirs in him. It doesn’t feel as overwhelming anymore, which is a sign that those surges are wearing off.]

[Vanitas nods, slowly straightening.]

Yeah, sure. I think I could use some.

Alright.

[He rubs their noses together again, the faintest feeling of lips pressed against his cheek before he pulls away.

Ventus heads to the counter where a pitcher of ice water is waiting innocently. He pours a glass of and then returns to Vanitas' side. He places it in front of Vanitas, giving him a warm smile.]

[It's a faint gesture, but each soft kiss makes Vanitas's heart twist in a painfully pleasant way. At first they had been shocking, but now they make him shiver in delight.]

[It's good that Ventus goes off to get the water, because Vanitas is able to take a breath, steadying himself. Maybe Ventus was right, maybe he needed to get used to these affectionate emotions, lest they shock him as painfully as they do.]

[He merely nods once as Ventus returns with water, and drinks it down in a few gulps.]

[Each kiss is meant to transfer some of Ventus’ emotions to him. The love he feels. The pure adoration. But each kiss is also poison. Each one meant to slowly break Vanitas down, make him take one step closer to the light and the poisonous darkness that tries to cling onto him.

He’ll make him see. Make him realize.

Only Ventus is meant to be the one to heal him.

So he lets Vanitas drink the water, going to make sure the food is still warm. He shifts his gaze over to him.]

Will you be alright if I go talk to aqua and Terra now?

[It's certainly been working, at least in terms of feeling that emotion transfer. The kisses are not as painful or overwhelming as killing an altered Unversed, more like a controlled dose. Though still a lot, each one feels a little more tolerable, a little less jarring.]

[It's something he should be wary of, he knows deep down. But they just have such an effect on his heart.]

[If they can't merge their hearts physically, maybe this can work to ease that pain, strange as it is.]

[When the water is drunk, Vanitas lowers the glass, frowning a bit at the idea. A small part of him would rather Ventus not go just yet; he tells himself it's because he's still recovering from the emotion overload, that he'd rather have his light here while he's not at full defensive capability. But after a moment, he nods.]

Yeah. I'll be fine; if it gets them to stop killing them faster.

[All it takes is a little magic. A little work.

And a lot of patience.

He walks over to Vanitas, gently running his fingers through his hair. Leaning down, he presses his lips against his temple.]

I won’t take too long.

[He promises as he nuzzles him once more before pulling away.]

[The fingers in his hair is another feeling he’s finding he likes. Now he understands why his Unversed like being pet so much. He lets his eyes briefly drift closed at the feeling, and at the lips against his temple.]

Alright.

[Already, he’s missing that feeling when Ventus pulls away. Is it because everything feels over-sensitive still? He’s not sure.]

[But he’s willing to stay here and let the overabundance drain from him. He’ll stay with Ventus, for now.]

[He still doesn’t know if it’s wise to merge his heart physically with Ventus’s. He knows Ventus’s heart is just as damaged, if not moreso, than his own. But... If it helps his fractured heart, maybe... maybe this arrangement isn’t so bad.]

[This arrangement is far from bad.

It’s perfect.

Ventus just has to make sure certain people don’t get in the way. So he smiles at Vanitas before heading out of their quaint little home. Traveling to the castle doesn’t take too long, about ten minutes tops considering he wanted space but they wanted him close. It was the best arrangement that was compromised.

But talking to Aqua and Terra is draining. They’re both stubborn. They’re relentless. The Unversed can’t be trusted. They’re dangerous.

But they eventually fold when Ventus tells them that he can handle. That they’re not dangerous.

So stop killing them.

He doesn’t leave much room for argument as he leaves shortly after they’ve reached an unsettling agreement and he quickly makes his way back home.]

[With Ventus gone, even just for a while, Vanitas is able to recover much quicker. Soon he's feeling fine again... or, well, what had become fine for him. He hasn't really felt fine since he'd been falling under siege to these emotion attacks.]

[Soon enough he's up again, exploring Ventus's new dwelling with the green-eyed Flood following him around. He takes a moment to bend down and look it over, studying it. It's weird, seeing them with green eyes, but he's not sure how to make the effect vanish without outright killing them.]

[He's looking over the Flood when Ventus returns, and he looks up when he does. He's looking a lot better now, his usual bristliness creeping back in.]

So? Did they agree to back off?

They did but it’ll take a bit more convincing. For now they’ve agreed to back off.

[It’s not the best but they won’t do anything to force Ventus away from them.]

Are you making friends with your Unversed?

[It wasn't the best case scenario, but it's better than nothing. Vanitas grunts in response.]

If they don't, I'll deal with them.

[A threat, or a promise? Either or, he's got no qualms confronting Aqua or Terra.]

[Ventus's second question has him giving him a flat look.]

I already told you, they're not pets to be made friends of. [When will Ventus see that?? He turns his attention back to the Flood.]

I'm trying to see how to fix them. If it wanders off, it's a target. A weakness.

Instead of trying to fix them, why not instead try to make them stronger?

[He steps closer, crouching down beside Vanitas so close that their shoulders are touching.

He reaches out, fingers stroking along the Flood's head.]

Make them stronger?

[Vanitas perks up in mild confusion as Ventus steps closer. The brushing of t heir shoulders actually feels a little nice, and this close, he can faintly feel Ventus's heart again.]

[The Flood looks between them, as if sensing it is the topic of discussion. When Ventus strokes his finger against its head it shivers, body rippling as it lets out a chirr. Vanitas has to suppress a shiver.]

How so?

Every weakness can be made stronger.

[He leans over, nuzzling their cheeks together.]

It's a new power. It can fight back.

[The nuzzle makes Vanitas pause, taking in a breath and shivering; he leans in a bit into that nuzzle, but then pulls back, as if realizing what he's doing. He frowns, focusing his attention on the Flood.]

It's not a power I can use. I'm made of negative emotions. And this thing... isn't. Not anymore.

Then let me use it.

[He picks the Flood into his arms, rubbing his head against it.]

There’s power in positive emotions too.

You?

[Vanitas looks surprised at the idea. He hadn’t even thought it a possibility. After all, Ventus is light; he can’t control negative emotions the same way Vanitas can. Vanitas is Darkness, and his Unversed are extensions of him.]

[But, if Ventus could use positive emotions... and Ventus is half his heart. Maybe he could use these altered Unversed.]

[The Flood goes willingly into Ventus’s arms, snuggling up against Ventus’s chin. Vanitas watches it for a moment, expression betraying a flicker of... jealousy?]

...hmph. That’s might not be a bad idea.

Why not?

[Even if he can't create these creatures like Vanitas can, he's sure he can control them to some extent.

The Flood already seems to love him a lot, after all. Just a bit of proof of the influence he has on his darkness. Looking at Vanitas, he smiles widely as he cuddles with the Flood.]

Then it's settled then.

[Vanitas looks unimpressed with the Flood, even if he's feeling that feedback of Ventus's emotions from it. He doesn't get why he's feeling jealousy for a Flood at all, but...]

[Well. He doesn't want to dwell on it.]

Fine. Then we can see how well it goes.

[Meaning, guess he's staying for a few days???]

Does that mean you're staying?

[He can't help but look happy at that, hugging the Flood even closer to him.

He beams at his other half, practically radiating joy.]

[Practically and literally; the poor flood gets a full dose of that joy, chirring and squirming in his grasp. Vanitas grunts, wincing at the feeling.]

...well, how else am I supposed to see if this idea works?

I'm so happy.

[Ventus loosens his hug around the Flood.]

You won't regret it, Vanitas.

I'm only doing this to see if it works.

[Vanitas looks away, both enjoying and despising the way his heart thumps loudly in response to the joy he feels from Ventus. He's still not sure if this is a good idea; he'd just gotten his head cleared from those feelings Ventus had assaulted him with, so maybe his thinking was still a little hazy. The part that's inexplicably drawn to Ventus is overjoyed at the prospect of staying next to his light, as much as he wants to admit that he's only staying with Ventus to see if this weakness could be turned into a strength.]

[Something instinctual in his gut keeps telling him that this is a bad idea, that he'll just be subjected to more poison. But, if he left now, would it be worse? Would he be more vulnerable if he left?]

[He hates how he can't decide with certainty what he should do, but the part that's already gotten a taste of Ventus's light wins out in the end. He'll stay, and see if this idea can work. It's to strengthen him, eliminate a weakness, and Ventus promised to help. He's the only one actively wanting to help him on this world, after all.]

[At least, that's what he reasons to himself. It's only a few days, right?]

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