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I am now writing for Lego Monkie Kid and it has been added to the pinned list

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Thought someone might enjoy my current wip. I haven’t decided where in the timeline this should take place, but definitely after s1e9. I am also currently taking requests :)

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It’d been days since MK last saw any of his friends. Don’t get him wrong, being here was cool! He loved spending any time he could with his mentor. But… He’d never been on the island nearly this long. At most, normally he’d be here for a couple of hours every week. To train. Which is what he did, for two days, kinda.

Monkey King would give him something to do for a bit before they took a break. Or rather, MK would take a break from whatever kind of “training” he was doing. Some of it he was convinced were just chores his mentor didn’t want to do but after Macaque, he was content to just roll with it. There was no need for him to go down that dark rabbit hole again.

But MK wasn’t training anymore. Nor was he even doing chores. By day four, Monkey King flat out refused to send him home.

“Go home? Pssh, what do you need to go home for?” Monkey King had laughed.

“Because I uh, have work and friends? Not that, not that I hate training and being here with you!” MK waved his hands around, laughing nervously. “Being here is great, really! But… Pigsy must be worried about me by now. Especially since my phone broke three days ago…”

#platonic yandere #yandere w.i.p #yandere sun wukong #yandere lmk #yandere lego monkie kid #yandere monkey king #tw yandere #yandere tw #yandere #cw yandere

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Jesus fucking Christ. I’m just speechless. I’m so so sorry that happened to you, man. People are so disgusting. ♈️

It's alright, it's been I think two weeks now and they haven't tried to send me anything again. And since tumblr finally took the gore down, I was able to block them. People really are disgusting, this person just kept going until I started sending them memes back. Nothing nearly as bad, just harmless memes. Literally closed their askbox and had messages set to friends only.

And honestly? Now that it's over, I think it's super funny that of all the blogs this happened to me on, it didn't happen on my actual dark blog.

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that's horrific and terrible. no one deserves harassment like that, especially not just for WRITING something. sending good-mood vibes buddy, hope that piece of trash gets sent to the shadow realm

Me too man me too. I actually reported the gore in my inbox and it got taken down so I am so very hoping that this person gets their account deleted. Especially since I did some digging and I'm not the first person they've harassed.

#It's also just so so SO shitty because they were attacking me and yet just had??? a picture of some poor women being mutilated on hand??? #and was promoting a gore website??? and threatening to dox me and post my info on horrible sites so i could get raped ALL OVER A 'noncon' #fic which wasnt even noncon ????? like what the hell man some ally to sa victims they are

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wtf someone was harassing you?? and sending you gore?? that's awful, I'm so sorry you went through that! fuck that person, whoever they are. I hope you're doing alright

Yeah it went on for a week and I'm doing as alright as I can be. Thanks for your concern <3

#and it was all over a post that was dubcon at worst but they decided that no it was for sure noncon and that i am a shitty shitty person #and that i deserve to be raped #and killed #then sent me the same gore pic twice. one through inbox and the other messages

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blog's alive and i am holding it at gunpoint. sometime tomorrow will be if i decide to put the blog in time out again

#you know which one

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I get if you don't wanna have anything to do with an old blog/old content that doesn't fit you anymore, but personally I hope you choose to let it remain floating in the void of the internet, collecting dust but still existing, rather than erase it. I remember the days when you were active there, and I enjoyed them, plus it's always a little sad when blogs get deleted. you could always transfer ownership over to a throwaway email account and forget about it without taking it down

feel no need to answer this, just voicing my thoughts on the subject. have a nice day :)

I have been thinking about letting it remain floating but the truth is, I privated that blog because I was being harassed by one person for a week and I was afraid they'd find that old blog and grow nastier with their insults, along with sending worse gore.

I think it's over now so maybe I'll unprivate it? I'm not sure, I'm still thinking about it. I honestly thought no one cared about the blog anymore so this is a huge surprise.

#I also don't entirely hate #it #I mostly just associate jse with the time of my life when things were pretty bad. #im also thinking about writing again for marks egos since iswm came out #Since im 18 now im also thinking about writing nsfw for one of the non-platonic aus on there and then unprivating the blog #bc i think it'd be funny that i dispear post that and then disappear again lmao #I dunno but im pretty sure I'd be fine with writing out marks egos on there. It's just jse that i associate a horrible time of my life #and if i do on the off chance grow active on there i might make a Killer Hearts 2 blog since the notifications are so fucked up

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I've been good thank you for asking and yes it has improved

Also I've actually grown as a writer too I believe you actually inspired me to write some yandere headcanons at one point which wasn't published unfortunately but hey I might rewrite it

Happy to be talking to you again also could you tell me what the Eddsworld blog you are on is? So we can talk more probably?

That’s good to hear!! And that’s so cool!!! I’m glad I inspired you, a few people have told me that and it’s always a little weird to hear haha. I just write a lot and post them on the internet.

My eddsworld blog is @obsessivelyloved ! I post there quite et often :D

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Holy shoot I recognize you

From Wattpad right? I believe we talk probably but it's been a bit but how are you doing?

Oh hey!!! Haha I really hope my writings improved since wattpad. Ngl I don’t remember anyone I talked to on there but I’m doing good! I don’t use this blog much anymore since I post mainly on an eddsworld blog. How have you been?

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I miss talking to youuuu I’ve been so busyyyyyyyyy -stupid anon is wary from their adventure but happily seeks you out anyways

Hey it's been a while! How have you been?

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What's your take on motherly platonic yandere female Anakin Skywalker x Luke and Leia?

I feel like it wouldn't be that different from regular platonic yandere Anakin. She'd still want her children safe and would do anything to keep them from anyone who'd want to hurt Luke and Leia.

#platonic yandere #yandere star wars #yandere anakin skywalker #tw yandere #yandere tw

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Hey guys I made a ko-fi! Ngl I have no idea to use it and I think I'll only ever put any fics on it if it's a chapter fic, which will still be posted on here after a specific amount of time. I'm mostly using my ko-fi for if anyone wants to send a small tip or something. Also adding this link to the pinned post with my other links.

https://ko-fi.com/sam15921

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NEW CONCEPT! i thought of this this morning and it took me all day to come to this conclusion. kind of a saloonatics au? but it mostly just takes place during the same time period:

it's kinda simple, but the young royal reader and prince matthew were kidnapped by a group of bandits and stolen away to america, oh no! their bodyguard detective edward will surely save them!

sucks that he was one of the bandits that took them, and doesn't plan on letting them go anytime soon.

double sucks that the detective left a pretty convincing note of himself and the royals' capture and murder, ultimately getting their families back in england to give up looking for them. so now they're stuck with their supposed bodyguard are two bandits, who are head over heels for the two, in a completely foreign country.

[ add-on :

an upside is that they do escape!

but it triple sucks once the foreign country part comes into play. ]

I lied I'm posting this way earlier than planned bc I'm a little afraid I won't be able to post my full idea soon. I love this idea so much and thank you so much for gushing about it with me and helping me flesh out the story <3 <3 <3

Under a Read More because it's so long. Psst if you haven't read it yet, go check out @funkinlove's fic of this au. It's so good!!!

Also fun fact! Tape existed in 1845 and Saloonatics never specifies when in the 1800s it takes place, so I'm pretending it's somewhere between 1845-1899. also pls pretend that the trip from America to England is only a month, perhaps a month and a half on boat.

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Spending so much time with both the royals on the boat had made Edward grow fond of the two. You were just so kind to him. You’d read aloud to him your books and stories when he’d stop by your room, would even write stories about his detective work for him. And once he got past Matthew’s, dare he say, snobby attitude, the prince was kind as well.

He’d share all his gossip with Edward. Tell him all about what’s going on in the castle last he was home, along with the small drama going on, on the ship. Edward couldn’t help but gaze fondly as he listened to Matthew ramble and was delighted when Matthew invited him to take turns dressing up in his fancy clothes.

Being with the two of them for so long, he may have developed a little crush on them…. But only a little! He just couldn’t help himself. There were so many things about the royals that drew him to them. A deep echo in his chest just wanted to do nothing more than to gather the two of them in his arms and never let go. To press kiss after kiss onto their stunning faces, tell them how much he loved them.

Okay so maybe his crush was more than little.

While his heart yearned for them, it just wasn’t possible. They were royalty and he was just a lowly detective. Oh! And their new bodyguard as well, but Edward wasn’t very good with weapons, so he ignored that promotion. Nothing would happen on the ship anyway so the promotion didn’t matter. Point being, it’d never work out. His two friends had a duty to their country and no one in either of their families would allow them to marry someone who wasn’t royalty.

So he pushed his yearning aside and focused on his duty. He’d just have to spend as much time as possible with them until the boat reached land and he had to settle for watching over them from afar.

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Lucky for Edward, the Queen didn’t demote his bodyguard status when they reached land! She had told him that since he had done such a good job saving them, for bringing them home in not only one piece but also unharmed, she’d allow him to stay their bodyguard.

“To give me peace of mind as well,” she told him. “I trust you to keep them safe, detective Gold.”

Edward had never felt so giddy. He didn’t have to watch them and yearn from afar! He was allowed to stay in the castle, close to the both of you! And it was great!

Nearly every routine the three of you had made on the ship stayed. You still read aloud to him some nights but with new stories this time. You still wrote him new stories about his detective work. Matthew still gossiped with him with a new found passion, having more material now. He dressed Edward up in even more clothes now that he had more access to newer outfits along with outfits that actually fit Edward.

On one occasion, the three of them snuck down to the kitchen late at night. With no one around to tell either royalty what they could and couldn’t eat, the two of them ate whatever sweets they could find.

Edward stood by the entrance, of course, filling his role by keeping an eye out. He’d hate for them to get caught and punished. You and Matthew just looked so happy doing something so simple. He wanted to remember the way the two of you smiled and giggled forever.

“Would you like some, Edward?” Matthew asked him.

“Hmm? Oh! No, no thank you. I couldn’t possibly take some,” Edward told him.

“Why not?” You asked.

“There’s not much here and it makes the two of you happy. How could I possibly deny that to you?”

Edward realized how that last part sounded and lightly blushed.

Neither of you seemed to notice.

“Oh that’s nonsense! There’s plenty enough for us to share. Here, try this chocolate cake! It’s amazing!”

Matthew hopped off the table- this was one of the rare times the prince wasn’t following rules or manors and followed in your lead- and brought him a plate with a slice of chocolate cake along with a fork.

“Try it!”

Both of you looked at him with such wide, eager, and hopeful eyes. Who was he to deny the two of you the satisfaction?

The night ended with the three of you sneaking back to your rooms, stuffed with sweets. Well, Edward was mostly sneaking and keeping a look out for anyone. You and Matthew weren’t too interested in truly making sure no one found out what you all did. That was okay. It was simply one of the reasons they needed Edward around, to protect them.

He couldn’t protect them from other royalty themselves so he had to be vigilant in making sure they weren’t caught.

And that was where the problems truly began.

Ever since you and Matthew had come back from being kidnapped in America, it was as if many of your relatives from your respective families were…. Disappointed. Edward couldn’t understand why. Why would so many people in your families not be happy to see you? How could they not be filled with sheer relief that neither of you had been killed or maimed?

He was a detective and yet he couldn’t solve this. It drove him mad. No, it made his blood boil.

Every time he looked at either of you he couldn’t help but be relieved that he got both of you home safe. That the small group of bandits hadn’t hurt either of you beyond humiliation. It was so very obvious that many of the royals didn’t feel the same. They mocked and humiliated you and Matthew. Sneered at both of you and asked nasty, vile questions.

Sometimes Edward wanted to do nothing more than to strike some of the royals. To scream at them and shake them. Ask just what was wrong with them? But that would surely end with his execution so he had no choice but to watch. So often did he have to bite his lip to keep his mouth shut, saving his energy for consoling either of you after the person left.

Then the assassination attempts started.

The very first one scared the shit out of Edward. Fear pooled in the pit of his stomach and he swore that he could feel it in his bones. During a party, a man had rushed at the two of you with a large dagger. It was sheer luck that Edward was able to trip him and dislocate his arm.

The second time he almost wasn’t so lucky. A glass chandelier had missed Matthew’s hair by inches. And the third, his luck had run out. Almost.

Someone had tried to smother you in your sleep. If Edward hadn’t decided to pop in real quick to check on you, you’d be dead.

It haunted him. He didn’t want either of you to die! And one night as he guarded both your rooms, it hit him. They’re going to die if they stay here, he realized. Someone wants them dead and won’t stop until my dear beloveds are cold in the ground.

He had to come up with a plan and fast. Time was of the essence. And despite this, he was still forced to take a night off.

“Detective Gold, your dedication to your job is very admirable but honestly, you have to take a day off,” one of the royals told him. “Last thing we need is you getting sick of Matthew and them, huh?”

So on his first night off, he was filled with nothing but stress. Edward absolutely hated being away from you and Matthew but he had no choice. His job required him to take a few days off every so often, so he wouldn’t grow tired of either of you. Of course, he never would, but everyone around him insisted that he leave the castle and spend a night at a pub.

Sitting on a stool in a dark corner, he never noticed the two figures sitting down next to him.

“Fancy seeing you here, detective Gold,” a familiar voice drawled.

Edward looked up from his beer mug in surprise. “Oh! Sheriff Thompson, it’s good to see you! How long have you been in England? And sorry, I never got your name?”

Seeing Thompson was a very welcome sight. While Edward was in America searching for you and Matthew, he’d grown quite close with the sheriff. Not close enough to exchange letters, but he’d consider them acquaintances.

The man beside Thompson flashed Edward a smile. “S’alright, I don’t normally like people knowing my name when I’m behind my bar’s counter. Names’ Todd.” He shook hands with Edward as Thompson rolled his eye.

“It’s been just fine here. Weather’s much nicer than it is in America right now. I don’t want to beat around the bush, but you look like hell,” Thompson said bluntly.

Edward raised a hand to his cheek. “That bad huh?”

“Absolutely. Ya’ look dead.”

He slumped down in his seat and took a sip from his mug. For a moment he pondered if he should share the situation. It wasn’t currently public knowledge that the royal families were dealing with multiple assination attempts, but Sheriff Thompson wasn’t one to gossip. Letting him in on what was going on wouldn’t be so bad.

“Things aren’t going so well at the castle,” he explained. “Someone keeps…. Someone keeps trying to kill the two royals.”

Todd whistled. “The two you rescued from the bandits back in Spitbucket?”

Edward nodded gravely. “Yeah.” He runs a hand through his hair and as he leans closer over the table to the two of them, he lowers his voice. “I can’t prove it, but I suspect someone in both families wants them dead. Multiple people, actually. Just this week there've been three attempts on the prince and royal’s lives.”

Thompson and Todd share a look with each other.

“That’s…. Incredibly shitty. What’re you going to do?”

“I don’t know!” Edward grips the edge of the table, scowling. “There’s not much I can do besides trying to be there for both of them every second of the day. I’m just. I’m terrified of the day I’ll hear the news that we have to lower the two of them in the ground.”

“Pardon me for asking this, but if you’re so worried about them, why are you here?”

“I was forced by another royal to take the night off. I didn’t have a choice and believe me, I’d much rather be keeping an eye on my beloveds,” Edward muttered.

Again, Thompson and Todd shared a look with each other.

“It sounds like you’re close to them,” Todd said.

“I am. They’re both my friends. But sometimes I wish…..” Edward shook his head. He finished the rest of his beer and gave the two of them a sad look. “I can’t help but yearn for what I can’t have. Is that wrong of me?”

Thompson shook his head.

“Not at all.”

This time, it was Thompson leaning over the table, speaking to Edward in a low voice, his gaze calculating. “What if you could take both of them far away from here? Where no one could ever hurt them again.”

“I’d do it in a heartbeat.”

Thompson leaned back into his seat looking pleased. He made a gesture Edward couldn’t see to Todd and suddenly, Todd was unbuttoning three of his shirt buttons to slowly pull the top down and reveal a tattoo.

Edward stared at him with wide eyes. “You’re the Red Bandit?”

“In the flesh. You’ve heard of me?” Todd asked as he buttoned his shirt back up.

“Nothing more than rumors. You’re uh, much more active in America than England. What do you…. Why are either of you actually here?”

“We’re here to help you with your little problem. You want to love and protect the two royals, yeah? We want the same. Ya’see, Thompson, and I took one look at them and fell head over heels. We want…. We just want to keep them safe.”

All the tension left Edward’s body. He looked relieved.

“You see it in them too, right?” he asked.

They both nodded.

“Of course,” Thompson said softly. “How could we not?”

Edward stared at them for a minute as his mind raced. This could be just what he was looking for, the perfect solution. If he ignored the fact that Todd was a very dangerous wanted criminal, and Thompson an accomplice, this could work out well. As the Red bandit, he had an entire organization at his beck and call. No one would be able to hurt either of the royals again without facing torture and death.

If someone ever tried to kidnap the two royals, Todd could find them in a heartbeat with his network of men.

Edward leaned forward on the table, resting his chin in his hands.

“Great! I think I have a plan.”

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“It’s awfully terrible that Edward couldn’t join us on this fine evening,” Matthew complained as he led you to the garden, arm linked with yours.

“I agree, but he does have a right to have a few nights away from us. We could always show him the garden another time.”

Matthew sighed dramatically. “Yes but it’s so pretty this time of night! With the sun setting like this, it really makes the brightly colored flowers pop.”

You roll your eyes and pull your arm away. “Save the dramatics for when he returns. He can tell us all about what he did on his lovely day off and we can describe the sunset in horrid ways until he calls us out on it.”

Matthew snorts and then breaks out into giggles. He watches as you disappear behind one of the large flower bushes before raising his voice and asking, “How long do you think it’ll take him?”

He waits a moment, but he receives no response. He clears his throat as loud as he can but you still don’t say anything.

“Are you playing a new game?” he asks.

Silence.

Matthew pouts and moves to join you behind the bush. “Did something cause you to be speechless? Are you looking at something new-”

A hand covers his mouth and yanks him through another bush. He barely has any time to try to fight back, only managing to nudge his attacker with his elbow before his hands are tied behind his back, the rope extending halfway up his arms.

“Quiet or your friend gets it,” a voice growled into his ear. “Nod if you understand.”

Matthew quickly jerks his head into a nod. Not again, he thinks frantically. This cannot be happening again!

A cloth is shoved into his mouth and a strip of tape is firmly pressed over his mouth to stop him from spitting it out.

“Let’s go,” another voice drawls.

Matthew is spun around. He only catches a glimpse of a man in red before he’s being picked up and thrown over his shoulder. It’s much gentler than his last kidnapping, all things considered. The other three had slammed something against his knees before sitting on his back and tying him up.

The man in red joins his partner, who from what Matthew can see is in blue, and they hurry off with you and him. Now that he knows for sure that they have you, he stays as still as he can. Just because the man didn’t didn’t hit him doesn’t mean that the pair aren’t meaner than the last group that kidnapped both of you. You had dark bruises on your legs for such a long time after that. He didn’t want to see them on your skin again if he could help it.

Watching the ground move beneath him causes Matthew to feel dizzy so he clothes his eyes. He feels nauseous. His heart won’t stop pounding and his stomach feels as if he ate metal.

He’s not sure how much time has passed when the men gently sit the two of you into the back of a wagon. They climb in, blocking the way out. Neither of them talks, just stare at the two of you as if you’re a pair of precious jewels.

Matthew tries to memorize how they look so if he can get you two out of this situation he knows who to tell the authorities about, but the men are well covered. The man in red has a red bandana covering most of his face and his red hat covers his hair. Only thing visible are his silver eyes. His partner is decked out in blue, with a blue bandana covering most of his face and his hat is pulled down over one of his eyes.

Distantly, he notices that you’re shaking beside him. Looking at you, your eyes are shut.

His heart pangs with guilt. With his mouth gagged, there’s nothing he can say to comfort you. So instead, he wriggles himself into sitting up as straight as he can before leaning against you.

The two men stare curiously and so he shuts his eyes. Your trembling lessens so he stays there. Somehow, he falls asleep.

When he wakes, it’s to being over the red man’s shoulder again. Only this time, he’s being carried onto a boat. A sense of déjà vu rolls over him. Unlike the last ship he was forcibly brought on, this one was much larger. Grander as well.

People stop to stare as the two of you are carried aboard, but both men wave a hand and they go back to what they were doing.

Anxiety hits Matthew harder. More people meant he had to be even more vigilant in keeping them away from you. In the last group, he was lucky that only Juan was interested in the two of you, and distracting him was easy enough. This was definitely not going to be easy.

The red man stops in a hallway below the deck. He unclips a key from his belt and pushes it open with his foot. He walks in to gently set Matthew down onto a bed, next to another person.

Matthew doesn’t have to wonder who’s beside him for long when he turns his head and sees Edward.

Edward stares at him with wide, frantic eyes. Matthew stares back. This is much worse than last time, he thinks in shock.

#my writing from my other blog #expect a part 2 #yeehaw au #saloonatics au #tw yandere #yandere polyworld #yandere eddsworld #yandere ew tord #yandere ew edd #yandere ew tom #yandere edd #yandere tord #yandere tom #yandere tw #tw kidnapping #yandere x reader #yandere eddsworld x reader #yandere ew #yandere edd x reader #yandere tom x reader #yandere tord x reader #yandere edward gold #yandere thompson #yandere todd #edward gold x reader #thompson x reader #todd x reader #yandere edd x matt #yandere tom x matt #yandere tord x matt

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Ta-da! Had a bit of a hard time trying to design Edd. I think at around 17 he’d have the hair out of his eyes by then as well as a bit of body hair. I might design an animatronic Future Edd just for fun too!

#guys look!!!! the au was drawn!!! #eddsworld fnaf au #eddsworld

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Here you go anon! I hope you like it and thanks for the request <3

Prompt 24. “Can’t you see? The world is a dangerous and scary place. If you stay here, you’ll be safe. In my arms.”

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All you had wanted was to go to the grocery store by yourself. That was all you wanted. It would’ve only taken 40 minutes tops. But somehow, that led you to this.

Tord wouldn’t let go. He refused to and you couldn’t break free from his arms. You didn’t even know he was this strong!

“Tord please, It’d be thirty minutes tops. Walmart is just down the street!”

“No,” he snarled. “You either go with me or we both stay here and sleep more.”

A noise of frustration bubbles out of your throat. “You’re being unreasonable,” you say through gritted teeth as you once again try to wriggle out of his arms. No luck. He just tightened his grip and nipped your shoulder with his teeth. “Quit it! I’m an adult, Tord. I can go places by myself if I’d like. I don’t need you trailing everywhere after me like I’m some child.”

“I can’t leave you alone! Can’t you see? The world is a dangerous and scary place. If you stay here, you’ll be safe. In my arms.” Tord squeezes you as if to prove his point. He kisses your shoulder before murmuring into your ear, all traces of anger gone. “I get anxious when I’m not with you. I can’t protect you if I’m not there.”

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. Fuck, there’s no way you can win this argument. It’s not the first time this has come up but it’s getting ridiculous.

Tord has anxiety and trust problems, you’ve known this for a while. But you wished he’d get help instead of clinging to the fear that something would happen to you and following you around.

Relaxing into his hold, you turn your head to give him a kiss.

“Just this once,” you say. “I’ll stay in bed for a while longer and… You can come with me to the store. But! I’m serious about wanting to have alone time. We can’t always be together every second of the day.”

Tord rolls his eyes, which in turn causes your frustration to rise to the surface again. But you don’t say anything.

He loosens his arms around you and slides one hand down to your waist. One arm is still wrapped around your chest but if you really wanted to, you could finally break away from him.

“I love you so much.” He squeezed your waist.

Guilt prickled your chest, but you don’t think about it. “I love you too.”

Tord gives you a soft smile and kisses you.

#my writing from my other blog #tw yandere #yandere #yandere tw #yandere tord x you #yandere tord ew #yandere tord #yandere eddsworld #yandere x reader #ew tord x reader #tord x reader #yandere x you #tord x you #ew tord #yandere ew tord #yandere fic #yandere tord x reader #eddsworld x you #eddsworld tord x reader

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Matt with a male!reader who is a bit of a kleptomaniac

This immediately made me think of my friend who told me that she always has to fight the urge to not steal the pins inside hot topic sbdfsfhdgjk.

First time writing Matt, hope I did okay. Thank you for the request <3

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Tightly gripping his pocket mirror, Matt watched as you entered the store. It gave him a bit of anxiety every time you did this. He was always scared you were gonna get caught and while he would never allow anyone to take you away, he still didn't want anyone to put their hands on you and try to take you away.

Every so often, he'd see you move around through the store windows or the opening. You looked the exact opposite as he felt. Calm and at ease. Seeing you through the window soothed him a bit for a minute each time, but the longer you were in the store, the more nervous he felt. He didn't look it of course! Matt would hate to be the reason you'd got caught, just because he felt a little nervous.

You liked stealing small things from this store. Matt didn’t mind at all and loved how excited you get when you show off what you get away with.

He opened his pocket mirror and made sure his hair was still in place. It was a good distraction as you finally left the store a few minutes later.

"Hey, thanks for waiting," you said, grinning. "I didn't buy anything, but I saw some pretty nice shirts."

“Nice!” Matt slid the mirror back into his pocket and stood up from the bench. You held his hand and the both of you walked away from the store.

“Got a couple of pins,” you whisper. “And I saw a few you would like.”

“Oh? Thank you!” He leaned down to kiss you. “I appreciate that very much. What should we do now?”

You shrug.

“We did what I wanted to do, is there anything you’d like to do?”

“Not really,” Matt says. “Unless you want to go look at the clothes in Kohls?”

“I’d be fine with that. Maybe we could find some nice matching outfits?”

“Oh! I like the way you think!”

Matt pecks your cheek with a quick kiss and you listen as he rambles about the outfits he thinks the two of you should have.

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Kisses

Showing affections.

goodnight kisses

hand kisses

smiling while kissing

lips barely touching

morning kisses

slow kisses

passionate kisses

kisses on the cheek

first kisses

goodbye kisses

welcome home kisses

kisses on the corner of their mouth

frustrated kisses

kissing each other breathless

soothing kisses

nose kisses

kisses as a promise

short pecks

forehead kisses

kisses on head

“we’ll face this together” kisses

kisses in the rain

life-or-death kisses

kisses for a cover

hard kisses

giggling while kissing

desperate kisses

neck kisses

hushed conversation in-between kisses

eyelid kisses

gentle stroking of cheeks

small kisses

kissing it better

jaw kisses

wake-up kisses

kissing away tears

public kisses

relieved kisses

kisses for comfort

tummy kisses

kisses to shut them up

slowly kissing down the body

“we’ll see each other again” kisses

kissing each finger

sleepy kisses

angry kisses

feather-light kisses

kisses with trembling lips

secret kisses

kisses with their last dying breath

Hugs|Hand-holding|Touching