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Conservatives are fringe outliers - and leftists could learn from them
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The Republican Party, a coalition between Big Business farmers and turkeys who’ll vote for Christmas (Red Scare obsessed cowards, apocalyptic white nationalists, religious fanatics, etc) has fallen to its bizarre, violent, noisy radical wing, who are obsessed with policies that are completely irrelevant to the majority of Americans.
As Oliver Willis writes, the views of the radical right — which are also the policies of the GOP — are wildly out of step with the US political view:
https://www.oliverexplains.com/p/conservatives-arent-like-normal-americans
The press likes to frame American politics as “narrowly divided,” but the reality is that Republicans’ electoral victories are due to voter suppression and antimajoritarian institutions (the Senate and Electoral College, etc), not popularity. Democrats consistently outperform the GOP in national races. Dems won majorities in 1992/6, and beat the GOP in 2000, 2008, 2012, 2016 and 2020. The only presidential race the GOP won on popular votes since 1988 was 2004, when GW Bush eked out a plurality (not a majority).
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Power-Up (Yandere Mario Princesses)
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Princess Peach
-Tough, determined, and loyal to the end. She’s never going to give up on you.
-Somewhat of a middle ground between the others, she knows when to back off and when to engage, and she uses this to her advantage.
-Hurt her feelings, and you’ll be isolated just long enough to force you to apologize.
-Alongside this, she falls between lucid and delusional. She believes that what she is doing is for the best, though she acknowledges that there might be negatives. All consequences shall be weighed.
-She’ll liberally allow you to interact with guards and the like, and even with the townspeople. They owe her allegiance, so she’ll find out anything important that you may say.
-Needless to say, your domain is the Mushroom Kingdom, but she will frequently take you along on trips to other locations, as she does have a bit of a wanderlust.
-All in all, she’ll keep you safe, and will try to preserve your freedom as much as she feels comfortable with; but those who cross her will find themselves face to face with a wrath that burns hotter than a fire flower and revenge colder than an ice flower.
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Princess Rosalina
-Calm, collected, caring. She’ll always be there for you, and you’ll always be there for her.
-She prefers observing from a distance. She is also rather distant, enjoying just seeing your daily life. It gives her a tether to the others. However, whenever she feels down, you had best be ready to give her affection.
-She is careful with punishments, but when she uses them, she is the most brutal. Space is mighty cold, especially when one is forced to stay there alone for days.
-The most delusional of them. In her mind, she’s owed this one thing, and her darling is a gift from the universe due to all of her suffering, and she will make her darling see that.
-I hope you like the backdrop of the cosmos. It’s what you’ll be seeing from now on. It’s quite pretty though, and Rosalina will let you loose among the cosmos, only on the condition that you return to her whenever she wishes.
-She loves you, and just wants you to love her back, but until then, she’ll keep her distance. After all, the universe knows you’re hers.
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-Protective, intense, and passionate. She’ll protect you at all costs- even when the situation doesn’t necessarily call for it.
-She wants to be around you 24/7. She’ll move in with you or you’ll move in with her. It’s not optional, but she’s glad you’re being so easygoing about it.
-Punishments with her are usually quick and violent; and when push comes to shove, she’s willing to injure you in order to make her point heard.
-Completely lucid. She knows she shouldn’t feel this way. But she embraces it. She’ll protect you, even if society says no.
-You two will go everywhere, but mostly to events. You can’t misbehave if she runs you until you’re completely exhausted every day.
- All around, she’s a real tough cookie, and she wants to keep you safe and happy… in her arms. It was never your choice, but you would do well to adjust, otherwise you’ll need to grow tough. But even then- she’ll always be tougher.
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I loved your platonic yan OW hc. Can you write one where the reader leaves base, doesn’t escape but just walks around training grounds. When caught what will happen. They didn’t escape/leave. Who will react worst and who will find them first. Stuff like that
-Well, that’s going to be a tough situation. On the one hand, you’re going to be dragged into the meeting room yo have your ear talked off about how dangerous that was and how you can’t just go outside, but on the other; this is what they wanted. They wanted you to stay.
-The ones who will take it the worst are Mercy, Genji, and Mei, in descending order.
-As the first one on the scene, Genji will react pretty bad, ready to attack. That being said, he will get some pause after a moment, wondering why you’re not doing anything. He still thinks you ought to be punished, but he mostly just wants to confine you to your room because you didn’t let anyone know.
-Mei would feel extremely sad and go into melodrama over this, crying to you about why you didn’t think Overwatch was good enough. She’ll also get others a little annoyed with you over it, but she does still in part blame you for this, and would likely take away any remaining privacy you had, going so far as to add security cameras to the bathroom for a couple weeks.
-Aaaand Mercy takes it the worst. By far. Like, seriously, it’s not even close. She wants you to be tied to the bed for a month after that. She is the person who needs to be talked down from trying to commit violence over this situation.
-That being said, on the other hand, there’s Tracer, McCree, and Lucio, who would likely be trying to encourage the reader to have a little bit of freedom to walk around on the outside of the base, insisting that little freedoms keep you from making rash decisions.
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Watching Over (Platonic!Yandere Overwatch x Reader)
-Firstly, congratulations on managing to get an entire organization to be a yandere for you! The cost of that will total up to approximately... no more privacy or free time- ever!
-Overall, you’ll likely never get to go outside alone again, and if you do, it’s because you’re running away at breakneck speed, hoping to anything and everything that you won’t get caught.
-You’ll always be taken care of, whether you want it or not, and you’re also held to stringent rules- the main one being that talking to people outside of Overwatch is just plain dangerous- don’t do it.
-That being said, it seems worthwhile to discuss just what you may end up needing to deal with from each of the members!
-Winston! This scientist is the one desperately trying to explain to you just why it’s such a bad idea to go against the group. Given his polite temperament, he’s often the one explaining things when the others get too frustrated. He’s manipulative and isn’t afraid of making you feel bad about trying to run away again. Why won’t you just cooperate?
-Cole Cassidy is a smooth talking, big brother type. He’s the one who comes off as more fun-loving than the rest of them, and he and Lucio will always be there to try and make things seem normal or even pleasant, despite how far that is from the truth. He’ll likely be one of the few you think you can actually talk to- and for some reason, people always seem to know what you two were talking about...
-Brigitte is the enforcer of the bunch. She is the one handing out punishments, and she’s as stubborn as they come. Brigitte will always be there to smack you down if you try to rebel or escape. That being said, she’ll always have a kind word for you as long as you behave. So in the end, it’s your decision whether she’ll be using the flail or a hug.
-Tracer- Tracer is the most energetic of the group, and as much as Lucio and Cole keep you feeling happy and like things are normal, Tracer helps to distract you from everything. Whether that be running you for hours, or just talking your ear off constantly, she’ll keep you complacent because you won’t have any energy to even consider the idea of running away; and well, if you do try, she can hunt you down with no problem.
-Lucio, along with Cole, are the closest you’ll get to normalcy. Lucio is the type to not really be demanding, and nights with him are usually quite relaxed and consist of listening to some music, maybe watching some movies, and swapping old stories with each other. Lucio, however, is the only person who will keep what you say a secret- as much as he cares about everyone else, so long as the information doesn’t regard them, it’s a safe secret with him.
-Genji always knows. He’s the one keeping an eye out over everything- and he knows who you see, what you do, all of it. He tends to be more of an observer, rather than an engager, and he’s the reason that everyone seems to know anything and everything you’re doing in your life, no matter how hard you try to hide it. That being said, he’s not afraid to stop you if you try to rebel or escape- and it only takes one time of seeing his wrath to never want to see it again.
-Reinhardt is the base grandpa, and now he’s your grandpa too. He’ll always be there to keep you safe, and he’s also always there to share a story. He helps to hold things together by doing his best to make you feel safe- and most of the time, it’s quite successful. It’s hard not to feel safe when a giant man dressed in tech armor with a massive hammer is ready to defend you. However, he doesn’t understand personal space, and will end up sitting in your room while you sleep, keeping guard.
-Mei is always concerned. No matter what, she’s always there, making sure your alright. Stub your toe? She’ll put your foot in a cast and cover it with a hand-knitted foot warmer. Are you cold? She’ll get you a coat just like hers so that you can both match! Feeling insecure? She’s always there to help you feel better, and will relentlessly hype you up, whether you asked or not. Feeling like you want some independence and want control of your own life? She’ll put that thought on ice...
-Mercy acts like a parent. She’ll never let you stay up past her bedtime, she’s always there when you cause trouble, and she’s always in the room when punishments are being handed out. And then, afterwards, she’ll chide you while patching you up, manipulating you emotionally for daring to go against the “few” guidelines Overwatch had laid out. Next time, you need to learn how to behave properly.
-Echo is always adapting, and she’ll adapt for you too. She’ll become whatever you need her to be, and she’ll act much like a friendly sibling. She’s one of the few that you might have a shot at returning some affection towards, because she’s probably the most subdued yandere here. She’ll never fight, she’ll never yell, and she’ll never lie to you. She’s also your only lifeline to the outside world, and will keep you up to date on what’s going on around you- but please don’t hurt her feelings; everyone else would be mad if you dared to.
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♡ yandere + dark content writing blogs masterlist ♡
Last updated January 15, 2021.
Recently added blogs are indicated by (new). If you write yandere or dark content, please send an ask in order to be added to this list! Please include your blog name, the fandoms you write for, and whether or not you have a masterlist.
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Worth a read ^^
The Tumblr writing community is dying.
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It’s something I’ve noticed over the past two years of using this site. It was gradual, imperceptible at first, something that most would brush off as a silly concern, or fault Tumblr algorithm for. While it’s true that Tumblr’s engine leaves a lot to be desired, I’ve noticed that even popular blogs have started to dwindle in terms of interaction or motivation. There could be a lot of reasons for this, but the biggest two I’ve noticed, experienced myself, and asked fellow writers about is this: (1) content being stolen, and (2) lack of feedback or interaction. I’ve never seen any logical person defend content being stolen, so I want to address point 2 instead.
Lack of feedback and interaction. I’m not saying this on my behalf so much as I’m saying this for friends and smaller blogs who have lost motivation to write. I was looking at my yandere writing blogs list the other day and noticed that a good majority of them no longer write. I usually update the list every few months, and by that point, more and more writers have stopped writing entirely. This isn’t a problem confined solely to the yandere fandom; in fact, there’s less writing blogs in general these days, especially ones that are active. I used to run a very popular BNHA blog with some friends, but that dissolved after our content was stolen and our followers stopped interacting as much. Out of our 8,500 followers, we hardly got 0.015% notes (~128 notes) on an average post. Tumblr is to blame for the lack of eyes seeing our posts, for sure, but that also means that at least 128 people saw one post and didn’t leave a comment or ask. We were considered a big blog; imagine what it’s like on a small blog.
My friend recently made a post that summed this up perfectly: 
“I’ve seen people say “Be grateful that people even lurk on your page.” and, while I get the message they’re trying to say, it’s more dismissive and hurtful in my opinion. Like you’re saying, “Oh your writing is mediocre, you should be grateful people even LOOK at it.”
Me personally? I’ve heard the argument that AO3 is a better place to post fanfics, and while that might be true, I’ve had friends experience firsthand the lack of interaction there too. I’ve heard the argument that interacting with some writers is intimidating (me included). I’ve heard that argument that followers might be too shy to interact. I’ve heard the argument that writers should write for themselves and not for views / likes / reblogs / etc, and while that’s ideal, it’s not sustainable for everyone. What works for one writer won’t work for another, but you know what will? Interaction.
That comment or ask that took you 2 seconds to write? We remember it. That reblog with the compliments in the tags? We remember it. Every single ‘named’ anon we get (heart anon, sunflower anon, etc)? We remember them. And the best part is? It’s actually easier to do these things on Tumblr since you have the option to send anonymous asks or make a sideblog specifically for reblogs! Trust me, whether the lack of interaction is the cause of a lack of motivation or what have you, every writer appreciates feedback (don’t be shy to offer some critique or compliments) or even a simple keyboard smash with some emojis. Even sitting down for 5 min a day per week to comment on your favorite writers’ new pieces makes a huge difference. Personally, since Tumblr’s activity feed is beyond terrible and I have over 1,500 posts, I don’t always see new reblogs or comments on my content; asks though? Always see those, can never go wrong with those. If you don’t want to reblog or leave a comment, then you can never go wrong with an anonymous ask. 
As my wise friend says: writing is an art, and in order to improve that art, we need other people’s eyes to see what we don’t.
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What I’ve Rightfully Stolen (Yandere Catwoman x Thief!Reader)
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-You and Catwoman originally began as intense enemies. You would always get in her way, and she would always keep you from doing what you were trying to do.
-This continued until you were actually caught, and wound up getting sent to Arkham Asylum. Once that happened, aside from the occasional difficulty caused by Batman, everything was too easy.
-She began to catch feelings, hard.
-At first it wasn’t anything like love, but over the couple of months- well, she didn’t know what she was feeling anymore.
-Eventually though, you were released on parole from Arkham, and you can bet she was intently keeping track of what you were doing. Everything from where you planned to hit next to what time you went to sleep- it was all in her hands, and she had plans for getting around and thwarting your plans.
-If you chose to try and turn a new leaf, well, she found it somewhat adorable and admirable, but her developing yandere side would be put on hold as she desperately tried to tempt you back into thieving.
-If you did jump right back into thievery, you could expect many more encounters with her, as each time she began to toy with you more, saying that she’d come for her ‘kitten’ soon during the last few times.
-No matter what path you took, over the months, her confused emotions began to come into a full blown loving obsession, as she remembered how boring the months without you were- and she couldn’t have that again.
-Eventually, she would get you cornered if you ever went near a police station or Arkham again, stopping you from getting close, before slamming you in the head, causing your consciousness to slowly fade.
-You would wake up in what appeared to be an elaborately tied set of ropes and bindings around your body, before you felt someone... lick you.
-You promptly began to try and break loose of your bindings, to no avail, and Catwoman revealed herself, smiling as she opened her mouth.
-”I won’t have society taking back what I’ve rightfully stolen~” 
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Runes (Yandere BotW Zelda x Reader)
You had found out about your “powers” when you were young, little more than a fledgling teenager. That being said, you hadn’t told a soul until you became 18. The first person you told had been surprised about it to say the least- being able to perform runes without a Shiekah Slate and being able to create new runes was powerful, as well as completely unprecedented.
You had hoped that your friend would accept you for this though, and continue to just be your friend, and as it turned out, they stuck right by you, wanting to do little with that knowledge, instead choosing to accept that you had those powers, and that they needn’t tell others or ask for favors from those powers. You two had continued to be close for another year, until one day, your friend had simply... disappeared. No traces at all, and after days of looking around for them, you came up empty handed.
This strange occurrence was followed immediately by another strange occurrence- that being the Princess had decided to come to your village, looking to help with checking in on the state of the town. Your town wasn’t much, the buildings made of old wood and being situated right in a crook of the Akkala Region, looking out over the ocean.
You personally had little investment in this though, instead choosing to sit in your small, 1 room little cabin that was even more hidden than most of the town, being nestled in cozily along a rocky cliff, a steep surface above and below the house as an outcropping was what the cabin rested upon. You did tend to use your runes in common household chores when in this cabin, as the isolated nature made this easy.
This would become your biggest mistake though. Zelda, through keen eyesight and her luck (or lack of your luck), noticed you forming ice in your water when you thought you were alone.
This had led to Zelda waiting for the right time, and then simply marching up to your house and knocking on the wooden log door. You opened the door, not expecting any ill will or bad intent, and from her demeanor, she didn’t seem to have any. She kept her knowledge of your rune abilities hidden- or rather, her assumption of your rune abilities. She made small talk about the house or the location you were in, and began biding her time, waiting for you to slip up- which you did.
The way you slipped up could be anything, from adding just a little bit of extra ice to your drink through minimal use of Cryonis, to making little gusts of wind with Zephis, or even accidentally activating Stasis on an object. If you didn’t slip up this time... well, she’d make sure you did, either this time, or any time she visits in the future, as she won’t let you slip through her fingers. Once you slipped up though, you’d feel her hand wrap around your wrist, a small smirk on her lips as her fist was positioned to punch you in the neck. She then spoke quite simply, all things considered.
“I apologize for this inconvenience... but given your abilities- there’s so much we could do to make the world better with them, so you’ll have to come with me...”
As you heard that, her fist connected with your neck, your vision slowly blacking out as she prepared to get you back to the castle, or at least concealed and hidden well enough that she could grab you when it was time to go. As for where your friend went though- well, Zelda wouldn’t have any plans to let you know about her new source of energy for the Divine Beast she was trying to engineer...
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If You Think I’m Joking... (Yandere Itsuka Kendou x Reader Headcanons)
-She’s the type of person who leads her class generally, acting almost like a parent- catching you and your fellow classmates during whatever stupid shenanigans you get up to.
-For a while, she would just punch you with a groan, putting a stop to whatever you were doing with ease.
-This eventually morphed into something a little bit more though, as she began to get more and more worried about your safety.
-This all kind of came to a head when you, quite stupidly, managed to break your ankle. That was the wrong choice on your end, very, very bad decision.
-You were laying on the ground in pain when you felt her hand just pick you up off the ground. You looked towards her, trying to smile or do anything to show that this wasn’t a big deal.
-She was not having it, as her thumb covered your face, and she just carried you along.
-Yeah, you weren’t going anywhere without her ever again. She was now around you 24/7.
-Sure, you were allowed to do your normal school stuff, but the device she implanted in you after taking you home... well... if you got too loose lipped, you wouldn’t be talking for a while.
-Whenever you came home, it would be straight to bed, where you’d get carefully bound to the bed. She wanted to be friendly and parent-like to you, but sometimes you made it so hard for her sometimes... but no matter what, she would always try to give you hugs and kisses, whispering quietly in your ear about how much she needs you to just give in to her...
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Assistant (Yandere Mei Hatsume x Support Course Reader Headcanons)
-You had arrived at UA with little more than your tools and plans to innovate and help. To be honest, you had no idea what you were getting into when you arrived in UA.
-Mei had been assigned to you as your temporary mentor while you settled into the school, and she was not exactly planning to pay you much attention.
-Her machines were priority, but if you could test them out with her... well, that instantly gave you more value in her eyes.
-It was many, many days of testing her gadgets and gear with her, only occasionally getting scrapes luckily.
-To start, she honestly saw you as nothing more than a test subject for her equipment and gear, and didn’t care much for your input on anything aside from her machines.
-Over time though, she began to feel a strange amount of... care for you, and suddenly, she began to be just a bit more careful, listen a bit more, and try to get you patched up a tiny bit slower when you get hurt.
-Mei would be a bit slow to really catch feelings, but once she did, well, she would do whatever she needed to get you.
-It began with longer times working with her, as she would sometimes now need your help until 4 or 6 PM in the evening, rather than the usual time.
-Then, it continued with her giving you a couple little gadgets occasionally, things that you assumed were only a night light, or little stuff that was harmless.
-This would continue until you opened up one of the gadgets, looking inside and noticing the camera.
-Mei would start off cold to you the next day, her anger triggered slightly. How could you hurt one of her babies!? This coldness would last for a day or two, until she had one more machine she wanted to test with you.
-This machine was her attempt at a shrink ray. Little did you know that she had been testing it for days extensively, making sure it worked perfectly.
-You got in... and well, you felt a sinking feeling.
-Once you stepped out of the machine, you were only about 5 inches tall, and when you tried to get her to change you back so you could give her a big ol friendship hug- well, she took one of her cleaning rags and picked you up, shoving you in her pocket with the rag.
-Yeah, you weren’t going anywhere, but she doesn’t have the energy to keep you from causing trouble as a tiny person.
-The next day, the staff would get a letter that you had resigned from the school, and the week after, you were in the newspapers as having been killed by villains.
-Little did they know though, that you were still in Mei’s clutches, her own little mechanic.
-She would keep you on a tight leash in her room, but also, she genuinely did care about you- the twine keeping your leg tied didn’t make that very clear though.
-She liked to give you little hugs with her fingers, often just having long conversations with you- and when she didn’t like what you had to say... well, she just gave you “the look”, and you were back to behaving... hopefully.
-If you did continue to be a pain though, she wouldn’t have an issue explaining just how easily she could give you a one way ticket to her stomach.
-At the end of the day though, why cause an issue when all she wants is for her Little Engineer to love her back?
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Poaching (Yandere Villain Momo x Civilian Reader Headcanons)
-You liked to consider yourself a fairly normal, upstanding civilian. Your quirk was a mutation, but aside from your antlers, deer like ears, and small, fluffy deer tail, you were pretty average in appearance.
-You had chosen to open a small store when you became an adult. Your store didn’t get a lot of business, but it had enough customers to keep the doors open at least.
-Eventually though, a new customer came- one who you had never seen here before. She was wearing a suit that looked to be worth more than you and your store combined.
-When Momo had come into your shop... well, she had been looking to... absorb your assets, and grow her criminal empire. She had been expecting an easy bit of prey for her to take, but when she saw you... well, she found something she wanted more than your little shop.
-She had no hesitation as she walked up to the counter, forming a rifle in her hands, which she promptly aimed directly at you.
-You, quite reasonably, began panicking when she did this, and tried to form words, only to make a jumble of panicked noises.
-”Hush now and get me some rope, or you’ll be a bloody pile, understood?” Momo said, a small smirk forming on her face as she patted your cheek.
-You had no choice to comply, getting her the rope you had stored in back, and handing it over to her.
-She smiled when given the rope, giving a quick “Thank you”, before she flipped her rifle and slammed you square in the face with the butt of the gun, knocking you out.
-As your vision faded to black, you could hear her coo quietly, a deathly grin forming.
-”I’ve got a perfect case for you in my trophy room... though, we’ll need to dress you up right for it... I think we can find you a cute little outfit to match your antlers and tail though, no problem...”
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Lizard Love (Yandere Setsuna Tokage x Alcoholic Assistant Reader Headcanons)
-To be blunt, you weren’t much when you got into her agency. You were little more than a newbie hero with too much hope for your own good. Setsuna didn’t know much of you, but she was incredibly talkative, so anything you mentioned to anyone else there would reach her eventually.
-You would likely make it a few months before she began to notice you more. You always were there when you were needed, but were reserved around anyone except one of the most abrasive people there, someone who, as it turned out, was actually a childhood friend of yours.
-She slowly found herself becoming nigh-obsessed with learning more about you, seeing you as a mystery that she wanted to solve.
-Of course, just asking you would be too easy for her. She wanted to enjoy learning more through effort- and didn’t want to give off the impression that she was creepy in any way. 
-She would often hear new snippets from her other employees, including information about the bar you went to- the perfect opportunity to get you loose lipped enough to talk... or rather, it would have been, had it not been uttered by that co-worker in the same sentence as your financial situation.
-Once she heard that you were hemorrhaging your meager amount of money on drinking your sorrows away... well, she was unhappy to say the least, surprising herself with how mad she was about it. She needed to be careful about this though- but with that being said... who would notice the disappearance of just one of the assistants?
-That night, you had planned to head to the bar. Not to socialize, but just because you were so damn tired of everything- you just wanted to drown your pain in a pint, and once you arrived at the bar, you hardly noticed your boss behind the counter, in a bartender uniform, slipping a sleeping drug in your drink.
-You took a sip of your drink, barely noticing the slightly off-taste of it, as you tilted it back and took a large swig.
-Setsuna watched in silent satisfaction as you began to look more and more tired with every sip you took. The bar was still pretty busy, but she had just the act to make it seem as inconspicuous as possible.
-All the while, you had begun to fall asleep from the drink, your vision slowly fading into a happy silence. You, for some reason, had not felt this relaxed in a long while.
-When you woke up though, you found yourself unable to move anything except your head- and you were in... a basement? You were firstly confused, but then looked towards the rest of your body, only to see that you were firmly bound with rope and wrapped in recycled brown paper. Across from you, you began to notice her... your boss.
-”Since you love alcohol, I thought it might be fitting to wrap you like a bottle” Setsuna said, chuckling as a small but terrifying smile spread across her face. She was clearly not happy with your drinking habit, and intended on correcting it.
-She would immediately begin her “training” process to cure your alcohol reliance, which most importantly involved surrounding you with the stuff and making sure you didn’t drink a drop of it.
-For the first couple of months with her, it would be absolute hell, and you wouldn’t know why she even needed to kidnap you for this in the first place.
-It became clear though, when you asked her for an explanation why she was doing this.
-”It’s because I love you- I can’t have you ruining your life, and you need to stay healthy and safe, now that you’ll be living with me from now on!”. Setsuna was almost too happy to divulge her reasons, but with this new context... well, it was far from reassuring... 
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Vigilantes (Yandere Pop Step x Vigilante Reader Headcanons)
-You were a vigilante as well, albeit, one that tended to stay to the background.
-You were always in the background to clean up when other people made a mess of hero work, and even did the same for Pop Step sometimes, and while Pop Step would shout at you to move along should she see you, she genuinely did appreciate the help sometimes.
-This help only went so far with her though. She didn’t want you hurting yourself at all- she didn’t know why she cared sometimes, but she did, and her care for you grew and grew over time, until... the accident.
-It was a normal enough night, until you were caught in the rubble of her fight with a villain.
-She had panicked when this happened, and had immediately rushed to you, dragging the rubble off of you.
-She had no plans to let you keep hurting yourself after that.
-There would be no arguing with her or fighting her as she carried you to her apartment, moving quickly and jumping back to the apartment.
-If you stayed willingly, things would go easily enough, with her continuing her vigilante work as you stayed at the house, taking care of your own business- though, you wouldn’t be allowed to continue your vigilante work, and would have to be home by 4 PM every day, and couldn’t leave before 9 AM.
-If you didn’t stay willingly, she would not be as loose with her restrictions. No leaving the house as a starter, possibly a shock collar, definitely a tracking device.
-If you managed to escape though, she would be enraged- and you should pray that she doesn’t find you. She would most certainly end up threatening the lives of people you hold dear... and if that isn’t an option... then you had better hope you don’t value your legs working, or that you have a masterful apology ready to go.
-As time goes on, she begins only to love you more and more, and if you’re feistier, well, she just loves that as well, and will take joy in breaking you in.
-She’ll love dominating you physically, from just having you curled up on her lap, to tying you up oh so carefully, she’ll talk about how cute she thinks you are with every knot and every tug of the rope around you. If she’s feeling especially... in the mood, though, she’ll also sometimes add in a quick spank to your ass or put her fingers in your mouth, just to enjoy you a little bit more.
-You are hers though, either way, and even if you stay willingly, those leaving home privileges will slowly begin to fade, minute by minute, and she’ll start moving your stuff into her apartment.
-If you ever tell her you want to be free, she’ll talk your ear off about how you’re too dumb to take care of yourself, and that you need her to keep you just safe enough, after all, you being a vigilante is having far too many enemies for her comfort- she wouldn’t want any heroes or villains trying to take you in, now would she?
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Kitten (Yandere Pixie Bob x Gender Neutral Reader)
  You knew you were in deep shit as soon as you felt the ground tremor beneath you. You hadn’t planned on falling, that being said, few plan on falling down cliffs amongst rockslides. What you didn’t know of the situation though, was that this rockslide was no accident- it had been caused by someone who had had her eye on you for a long while now... to Pixie Bob at least- almost 3 days. 2 days longer than she planned on waiting and 3 days longer than she wanted to wait.
  It had started when you first took a walk in her mountains, at least, she considered them hers, or rather, the Wild Wild Pussycat’s territory. She had been looking for a lover for years now, and her patience was as thin as ever, and then you just walked right into her sight- a perfect little mouse, seemingly waiting for her to snag you up in her warm, caring arms... forever.
  Unluckily for her though, you were with them. A whole group of other people, and including you, 5 people. She couldn’t take you when there were that many people- but to be honest, she didn’t know if she wanted to take you yet. Other people meant other choices, and since she had so many choices, it would be best for her to watch for who she really, really wanted.
  This elimination process in her head took a whole 2 days, as she was little more to you and your fellow campers, as it turned out, than a rustle in the leaves that could be passed off as a rabbit or squirrel, and if it had been, well, then you might’ve been safe, but alas, that was as far from the truth as you could get.
  Now you were on your own, and she had chosen to strike, causing a rockslide under you to drag you into the forest below. She had nothing ready, but you were too good to pass up, and once you were in her forest... she had total control of everything, a perfect situation for her.
  You landed on the forest floor, surprisingly unharmed from the rockslide, and as you wondered why, you would notice that it wasn’t as much rocks as it was that the earth had just turned into an almost liquid torrent, carrying you down. You tried to stand up, but found yourself held back by the mud, which began to shape and move around you.
  The mud slowly kept on moving, forming what appeared to be a... mousetrap? The mousetrap was sized up to your size though, and the mud finally began moving off of you, with the only part of you still held firm to this earthen mousetrap would be your legs, which were still firmly pinned under strong and heavy rock. You tried moving, but instantly felt a sharp pain go through your legs- any more moving of your legs would be sure to break something, so you simply sat there, beginning to become more and more terrified.
  Pixie waited and waited for you to come to full fear- the perfect time for her to come scoop you up, when you were just shaken enough to be perfectly docile as she ‘saved’ you from this big, scary trap you were in.
  After about 20 minutes, terror had fully set into your bones, and that’s when you heard her purr in your ear, her cat-paw gloves clamping on your chest, keeping you in her hold as the mousetrap slowly dissolved. She then promptly lifted you up, twisting you in her arms a bit so she was holding you over her shoulder. You were still too scared to say anything as she dragged you deep into the forest, where an earthen cabin would be waiting for you two, another product of her quirk.
  “Don’t worry mousey... you’ll be safe with me, forever and ever, and we can make little kittens together, and care for our litter- it’ll be perfect!” Pixie mused as you were still too much in shock to process anything she was saying as she dropped you onto a soft dirt bed, which was covered in leaves and grass, a surprisingly soft little patch for you- that being said, the new rock chain around your leg, connecting you firmly to the wall made it less comfortable... maybe if you were a good little mouse, she would replace it with a collar instead...
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