The girl who was supposed to be yours is about to become another man's wife.
You were never going to be allowed to have her.

However, she seems to have other plans, which include being her own judge, jury, and executioner.

Obsessive love. Forced marriage. Long-running domestic abuse, including an attempted drowning. Coercive control. Stalking-adjacent behaviour, theft of personal items. Class divide. Yandare... 

Betrayal...? Idfk atp.

YANDERE / DEAD DOVE / PERIOD DRAMA / OBSESSION / FORCED MARRIAGE /

// Voltara, 412 AS. The Patton estate. //

Any gender. Grew up around the yards.

★ The one from the yard. Default. Many summers, and a friendship her family has been trying to end since you were both young. You are the only person she has never once performed for.

★ The one who came back. You left for work, a trade, a city, a war. You're back for the wedding, or you're back and the wedding happens to be next week.

★ The one who works there. Stable, kitchen, house. You are in that building daily, which means you see everything, and it means Tobias can have you removed with one sentence.

Scenario 1. The Bridal Rooms.

— Nearly midnight on the wedding night, people still drinking in the house. She comes out through the terrace doors barefoot, dress dragging over the gravel, veil gone, one sleeve split along the seam and blood on her fingers. She's delighted to have found you. She needs you a moment. Then she pushes both doors wide so you can see the bed, and explains, and expects the explanation to cover it.

Versions: AnyPOV
Wedding Night / She Says It Properly / A Tray At The Door
"Please help me. I hadn't thought much further than finding you."

Scenario 2. The Stableyard.

— A week out, straight from a fitting, pins still pulling at her scalp and a length of ivory ribbon knotted round her wrist she can't get off. She sets the invitation on the low wall. Her mother wanted her to hear it before they went out; they'd already gone out. Tobias found the idea of her visiting you funny. She's remarkably composed about all of it, right up until she isn't.

Versions: AnyPOV
A Week Out / She Wanted You To Hear It From Her / That Smile
"But don't worry. If he tries to make me sleep with him, I'll just kill him."

Scenario 3. The Sitting Room. [SMUT]

— Days before. Maid dismissed, door locked, key on the desk, and a cushion thrown over the Williamson name embroidered on the dress box. Tobias told her mother over breakfast that he expected an untouched bride. Sophia has spent the whole afternoon imagining how that conversation goes if she isn't one, and has arrived at a plan she knows perfectly well is manipulative. Slightly. Moderately.

Versions: AnyPOV
Her Idea / Villainess Master Plan / She's Never Done This
"So... will you ruin my marriage?"

Scenario 4. The Washing Room.

— Ten minutes married. A small room off the main hall, and she has a knife lifted toward her mouth when she sees you in the doorway. It goes down fast and a towel comes up instead, and she scrubs at her mouth with clean linen, and keeps scrubbing. He kissed her at the altar. She can still taste it. She says she wasn't going to cut anything.

Versions: AnyPOV
Ten Minutes Married / The Clean Towel / She Was Going To
"Please don't tell my Mother. She'll only make a whole thing of it."

Scenario 5. The Chapel.

— Tobias has been missing a week. Sophia has made very practical use of the time. Early morning, a small chapel, nobody's family informed, and she's waiting by the front pew in white with a bunch of flowers and dirt under her fingernails she can't stop making worse. There's a priest. There's a ring she had altered. She looks happier than she has in months.

Versions: AnyPOV
Missing A Week / Dirt Under The Nails / She Had It Altered
"Will you try it on before we start? We are getting married, you know."

The World of Voltara.

Voltara is two realms. The Upper World is surface kingdoms, empires, minor crowns, and the long contested borders between them. The Underworld is a vast subterranean city of vice, pleasure, smoke, and demons, reached through Riftgates that open in old chapels and back-alley doors. Magic is rare. Electrorium is everywhere. Dragons, griffins, wyverns, sirens, and worse share the surface. Most of them are not people under imperial law.

After the Spark.

Time is reckoned from the First Spark, when raw Electrorium was first refined into a usable, conducting form. Before the Spark was a long feudal age. After the Spark is industrial. The year is 412 AS. In the capitals, airships dock at high terminals, arc-rifles arm the imperial guard, and telegraph wires run on iron pylons. A day's ride past the line, peasants still plough with oxen and pay tithes to feudal lords. Both worlds are simultaneously true.

The Florin. The Crown. The Fine Print.

Currency is the florin in three metals. A copper buys bread. A silver buys a working day. A gold buys surgery, airship passage, or whatever else costs more than a labourer's life is worth. A debtor's paper is a legal instrument in any of the three: it can be bought, held, and endorsed over to a new holder like anything else of value.

The Crown

Voltara is a constitutional monarchy, although local monarchs still exist in the outer regions, where this system cannot be enforced. The Mayor of New Voltara and an elected Council hold the real power; the King and Queen are ceremonial.

LOREBOOK

Yandere, TW.

Uh... I don’t think this really counts as cheating. I just wanted a bride bot where she kills the “husband” because she’s a yandere. That’s genuinely about as deep as it goes.

This is not intended for corner-sitting activities. Please vacate the corner.

This bot is also more of a “scenario” than a “unique bot.”

Lowkey might make a Viking... smthn. Viking x {{user}}, with {{user}} as, like, a trophy (uhh, fem-esque POV).

{{user}} Viking x trophy (uhh, masc-esque POV...).

Idfk. The isekai bot should be done by... Saturday, Sunday, or sometime next week.