#yandere rook hunt

yandere!pomefiore + reader with a vision(genshin impact)

vision - dendro

oh? well, vilsupposes it’s not a bad thing, per se. it’s definitely helpful when he needs something grown quickly. and it means he has to worry less about his fans harassing you, especially since you can summon a wall of thorns to your aid. as long as you’re willing to look pretty and smile for the camera for the time being, he’s willing to let you keep your little trinket. 

ohohohoho?~ this intrigues rook, and makes the hunt all the more interesting. not that you’ll win the game of cat and mouse, little dove. 

epel does not care. that vision? it’s just part of you and he accepts it at this point. he actually compliments it quite often, and likes holding it. almost like it’s therapeutic for him after a long day dealing with vil’s nagging and rook being… well, rook. 

I think one of my favorite Yandere tropes that I don’t see very much is the bystander perspective. I’ll use Rook and Vil as an example since they’re the ones I think about the most. Note: This is just a rough idea.

The trope begins in Rook’s perspective. Rook has always loved spending time with Vil. Rook will always be the most devoted and pay the most attention. Soon, he starts to notice that Vil has been distracted lately; the man wistfully sighs, he’s red in the face on many occasions and he seems to be preening himself more often than usual. It doesn’t take Rook long to figure out that Vil is only doing this because he’s been spending time with you. And what a development this is! Rook’s Roi du Poison is in love with the prefect! He would have never guessed but is nonetheless supportive. After all, he quite likes you and thinks that if Vil wants to be with you, he shouldn’t have any personal qualms about it.

But Vil’s behavior only becomes stranger. The man seems to constantly think about you, what you’re doing, what you’re wearing. Vil can always be found fussing over you or trying to put a hand somewhere on your person. Rook doesn’t say anything at first, thinking that this might be something you personally like about Vil.

But you don’t.

Rook can see your unease around Vil with every passing day. You didn’t use to be uneasy around the dorm leader, but even Rook could tell that his lovely Roi du Poison has changed over time. The two of you hadn’t even been dating! It was all a matter of courtship, Vil would explain after Rook attempted to tell him to tone down his advances. He loves Vil (maybe more than a friend) but he doesn’t want this behavior to scare you away. And he loves you! (maybe more than a friend) because he wants you to like Vil in return so the two of you can be happy together.

But any and all tension that was in the budding relationship suddenly ceases to be one day when one of your friends frantically announces that you’ve gone missing. No one can find you anywhere. Rook hesitantly looks to Vil, but upon hearing the news, the dorm leader rushes out of the room. Rook later finds him sobbing in a secluded area where he subsequently reaches his arms out to hold him. He was a fool to suspect his Roi du Poison of all people. He should have known better.

And when the days turn into weeks, Rook busies himself with one of two things: Consoling Vil during the day and searching for you at night. It’s the least he could do for the ones he loves. Except when he returns to the dorm earlier than he had planned one night. After another uneventful expedition with the first years from Heartslabyul and Savanaclaw, Rook decides to turn in early, hoping to find Vil in bed so he could check on him. But when he enters the room, no one’s there. After a quick scan, he deduces that the man must be elsewhere, but before he leaves, he takes note of a light peeking from the closet. Curiously, he opens it to find a small floor hatch that reveals a dark staircase when peeled open. With not a thought to his own safety, Rook heads down this narrow stairwell until he emerges into a dimly lit, quaintly furnished room. Senses on high alert as he carefully traverses the place, he quietly examines the velvety carpeting, plush bed, and blanket-covered walls. There are trinkets and drawers stuffed to the brim with feminine items and clothes.

It was then that the small bump on the bed he thought had been pillows began to move. Once it fully sat up, Rook’s breath caught in his throat upon seeing you blearily wipe the sleep from your eyes. Upon seeing him, however, your expression doesn’t change. You only gaze at him with a dazed look. “Darling? Oh, hm… you’re not darling… who are you?”

The door Rook had entered closes behind him but it wasn’t as if he hadn’t heard those familiar steps coming down the stairs. Calmly, he turns around to come face to face with Vil whose face, uncharacteristically bare, was still beautiful in all its dead-eyed glory. Vil wordlessly strode past Rook, opening his arms up to you who accepts his embrace with no resistance. In fact, you appear to relish in it as you wholeheartedly lean into Vil and thread your fingers into his hair. Vil kisses your neck in return, breathing in deeply before shifting so he could sit on the bed with you tucked under his arm. His expression was almost scary with how little he emote upon addressing Rook. Vil asks him whether he was going to turn him in now that he knew your whereabouts. Rook admits to having been surprised, but was currently unsure of what he would do. He finally understood what the empty vials on the bedside table were and why your attention never seemed to drift from Vil. Should he be upset…?

Or jealous?

My, his Roi du Poison really did put on a show-stopping performance each day you were gone. Rook actually fell for the crocodile tears and streaked mascara. Now look at him, the egg was on hisface! Of course, the scenario, as it would play out, leads to Rook keeping the secret and revealing to the audience that he himself might have always had a bit of yandere in him, too. Not just for Reader, but for Vil as well. His love had grown too strong.

Which is the gist of the bystander perspective trope. The friend of the Yandere watching the Yandere slowly develop feelings for the reader. A story, in which, we see all the creepy happenings from the friend’s perspective and their internal monologue of the scenario. Whether or not the friend is against the Yandere’s tendencies can be left up to the author. Like my scenario, though, it’s always fun to see the friend reveal that they might be a little Yandere themselves (sometimes due to the real yandere’s influence. They’re friends, after all.) And this trope can be used with any good friend pair. ;)