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#Yandere Disney x Reader
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Pletonic yandere with Disney Hades
Will be nice to have a sassy dad
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Yandere Father Hades 
“Come on Megara, all you got to say is that I’m going to some siren soiree you know. I just know he’s going to ask you before anything and it’ll give me enough time to–”
“Fat chance, Spitfire. You’re daddy’s going to sniff you out faster than Cereberus and we all know how that ended last time.”
You sucked your teeth as you know her words are true. While the embarrassment that came with your father crashing every Olympian party you so much as thought about attending. But you had to go this time, you just had to.
“But Meg…Perseus will be there…”
She groaned bookmarking a page in her book and closing it to look at you earnestly. Recognizing that longing look in your eyes, she painfully sighs as she grasps your hands.
“(Y/n) the thing about love is that it's…not guaranteed and wouldn’t you want to save your freedom for something that will promise your happiness.”
You knew what she was getting at and you had nothing to protest. Perseus may have invited you but you doubted he actually remembered you. Let alone would really notice you’re intentions towards him. Sinking your head and pulling from Meg’s hands you slowly stood.
“I-I guess you’re right.” You turned away mopily leaning on the exit of the room, “I’ll see you around Meg.”
She could only worriedly sigh as she watched you drag yourself out the room. Her look of sincerity and sorrow morphed; scrunching into a disatistied frown she turned the side of her cheek to the darkest corner behind her.
“Happy?”
From the darkness a blue fire ignited resting atop the head of none other than Hades. With a spikey toothed smile the deity of death emerged from the shadows with spirits high.
“You know what? I am! Ta think all it took to get them to behave was a brokenhearted–”
“Yeah. Yeah, well maybe if you let them live a little they wouldn’t treat you like the plague itself.” 
“Meg, meg, meg! I’m sure you can’t tell but I’m their parent and what experience do you have raising a little bundle on your own?”
“...”
“Come on! Come on!”
“...none.”
“NONE! That’s right! Zilch, Nada!”
“Whatever just don’t go blowing up the underworld when they explode at you.”
“Yeah? And how much do you want to be-”
Suddenly the distant calls from Panic and Pain rang throughout the hall, before they stumbled in. 
“Sir! S-sir!”
“M-master! (Y/n) took the chariot–”
“-and t-they released Cerberus as well!” 
Exactly as they expected an angry beam of red hot fire shot off his head as his face contorted to one of pure rage. Meg stepped away from him letting her lips stretch into a knowing smirk as she crossed her arms.
“WHAT?!” 
“T-they i-interrupted our cleaning it–”
“Yeah sayin’ something about not living forever?”
Meg snickered. “What’d I tell ya?” 
He shot a glare towards her before grasping the heads and horns of Pain and Panic. Veins popping from his forehead and heat permeating from his hands, he let out a pent up scream. Shriveling in response the imps bore the pain of his raging flames.
“AAAAAAAGGHHH!”
“HOT! HOT! HOT!HOT!”
Meg rolled her eyes holding her hands over her ears, waiting until his eventual cool down. In a puff of air he released his servants and ran a hand through his azure flamed hair.
“Alright Im cool, I’m cool again. We just need to know where they're going.”
“We don’t know Master!”
“M-m-maybe they went to a park or something?”
“I’m thinking our dearest Nutmeg knows the answer to that!”
She groaned as Hades squeezed her shoulders and mockingly nuzzled his cheek into hers. Pulling away she looked behind her to see a dark look on the lord of death’s face. She fought her desire to shakily sigh before spilling what she knew–she hoped you were doing what you needed to do.
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Arriving on the chariot of death to a Solcist party was the coolest entrance you could have had. And as much as you wished you could dally you needed to find Perseus–to tell him how you felt. Pushing past the other party-goers still guffawing at your arrival you made your way into the heat of the gathering already feeling the tightness of bodies dancing next to one another. 
You could smell the power of your cousin Eros wafting through the air. It gave you a sense of urgency as you searched for the one you were looking for. 
“(Y/n)?”
Perfect timing. You turned to the hero, expecting to see him as handsome as the day you met him only to stagger at the sight.
On his arm was Andromeda, the ethiopian princess he’d recently saved. In turn he was leaning into her, a visual intimacy between the two that really made them stand out. 
“H-hey Perseus, Andromeda.”
“So happy you could make it, we’ve heard great things about you-”
He kept talking and all you could do was blindly nod your head and wave off his compliments. Watching painfully as they disappeared into the crowd, seemingly sneaking off to make out in a corner somewhere.
It hurt. 
It hurt a lot.
But you didn’t want to leave. In fact you wanted to party. Party so hard you’d see no end in sight. To forget about that pain, to replace it with something sweeter for the time being. You’d deal with the pain later but for the time being…
“I think its a good time to call those…flower lovers…what are they? The lotus eaters?”
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When Hades finally arrived to the right party spot, he’d fully expected its attendees to run in terror. After all he arrived on the back of a drooling and searching Cerberous but the only reaction was the distant coos of some few who seemed to notice them. 
“Aww what a cute puppy!”
“Here give ‘em a flower!”
“Give them three.”
Hades scrunched his nose, practically suffocating by the sent of intoxication and the lotus’ influence. Slipping offf Cereberus’ back he walked past the intoxicated guests. He didn’t mind the way the giant dog(s) accepted the flowers offered to them as well as the humans feeding them as snacks. 
“Saves me a cow or two.” 
Entering the andron, he shoved past the different intoxicated humans and demi-humans in search of a familiar head. Even as he pulled at familiar looking partiers and stomped through different rooms he found no sign of his little flame. Feeling close enough to burn the property to the ground he quieted as he recognized your silhouette in the moonlight. 
Sitting idly on a bench you were too occupied removing the seeds of your pomegranate to properly acknowledge your fatherl.
“Hey, you! You look like your having the time of your life too bad I’m here to cut it short! Eh?!”
He put his hands out as he finished his punchline to which you sent a single look his way. Deflated Hades plops himself next to you looking into your lap and then at your face. 
“Sooo is this what you’re like with lotus in your system? A total buzzkill?”
He frowned deeper when you all but sighed as you continued to pick out the seeds of your fruit. 
“I already had two of the lotus flowers…but that was a while ago.”
“Than what in my name are you doing here?”
He watched your eyes look to the side towards a couple that were drunkenly clinging to one another; that was all he needed.
“Uhh no reason.”
He didn’t seem convinced. But when you gave him that adorable pout he figured he could wait before exacting their comeuppance for putting Hades baby in a state of unease. Kirking his mouth into a smile as he pulled you into him.
“C’mon kid what’d do ya say we blow this popsicle stand? Eternity’s still young and the dead won’t stop coming anyway!”
You chuckled, “What’d we even do?”
“Well I’ve been hearing rumors of Thebes having a new hero, figured we send a hydra or two over for a…welcoming gift.”
“That sounds cruel….I’m in!”
“Yes! Now where’s the chariot?”
“Right, about that that’s a f-funny story–”
“Kid you’re killin’ me here!”
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The day had come and Meg couldn’t help but smirk at the sight. Sleeping soundly in your room surrounded by the armor of the now fallen hero. Not to mention the other various artifacts you clutching onto in your sleep.
“All tuckered out. I’d say you weren’t half as bad as a dog but I know you too well for that.”
“Think what you may the title of #1 Daddyio belongs to me. Speaking of I have a job for you Meg.”
He handed her a device, it looked strange but he snatched it out of her hands to shove on her face; clouding her vision.
“Ah what are these things?”
“The cool kids are callin’ them: sunglasses! Anyway, there’s this guy with a gorgon’s head and I need him dead.”
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yandereducktales · 4 months
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Louie Duck Headcanons
Pairings: Louie Duck x Fem! Reader Aged Up + Tw: Slight Angst? Maybe?
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Louie isn't good at expressing his feelings in words. He's much better with his actions
He teaches you all the scams and tricks just so you don't fall for any of them
If anyone tries to scam or trick you, he'll make sure they pay [Ref. Season 1 Episode 9 "The Impossible Summit of Mt. Neverrest!"]
He values your opinion (Though he would never tell you that he does. It's just the little things)
He tries to impress you a lot & he loves when you praise him
He slowly gains a trust towards you that's even higher than the one with his brothers. He trusts you with his feelings in a way that makes him vulnerable
"I think you're a stunning woman, Y/n." He looks at you; Like really looks at you. He had never seen you in such a light, always saw you as a... well, not a woman. But now he can't deny it, you were a woman, and he hated it. You were different now and he couldn't get you out of his mind now. Why was he bothered by it now? He had never been phased by you before, but now he's thinking of everything he says and does- This was stupid, you're his best friend, but oh my god, why is that guy hitting on you?
Louie's never really been a jealous guy- or that's what he says
He hates the growing feeling in his chest when people hit on you
But he doesn't own you- Hell, you're not even dating, so he can't tell you not to flirt back, but god he wishes he could
You're his best friend, so he doesn't even have anyone to tell about these feelings
He'd tell his brothers, but he feels like they'd just make fun of you
"Are you okay?" Louie looks up at you, confused, "What?" "You're being weird..." "Weird?" "Yeah. I feel like you're avoiding me or something." He shakes his head, but he's lying. To you and to himself. He HAS been avoiding you. Not necessarily because of you, but because he's scared of his feelings, and he doesn't want to confront his feelings. "No... Just been busy." It's a lie. You know it. He knows it. A part of him hopes you bring up the topic of feelings. Just confess, that's all he needs, your confession. Tell him you have a crush on him, then he'll tell you he feels the same. But you don't. "Okay, if you say so," You then turn and leave. He feels as if he's just lied to the gates of heaven. Maybe if he had been honest, told you he loves you more than anything in the world, things would have been different. You could date, kiss, cuddle, but not now. Not yet. Maybe in the future. Yeah, the future.
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reareaotaku · 7 months
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Hiii! Can I request general headcanons with Flynn Rider?
You sure can bro Pairings: Flynn Rider x Fem! Reader
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At first, he only was using you. He saw you as a stepping stool to get what he wanted
He's annoyed by your existence and even more so when you want to go with him
He sees you as a thorn in his side
At first he hates how stupid you are and how naive you are
You just take everyone's word as God's truth
He has to step in to help you- Until he doesn't
And that was when he realized you weren't just some stupid girl
[Though you still are pretty naive and to trusting]
In fact, you were more than capable of taking care of yourself- To a certain extent
You still managed to get yourself in dangerous situations and it scared Flynn
He worries about you a lot
Whenever you're standing on something or high in the air, he's always behind you ready to catch you
Has had your hair in his mouth more times than actual food
He likes when you sing/hum to him
It always lures him to sleep and he feels safe. Which, kind of scares him, because he's never truly felt safe in his life
If there's anywhere you want to go, he'll do whatever it takes you to get there
He wants to see you happy
It makes him giddy and a warm feeling bubbles in his stomach
His eyes soften and he looks at you as if you're the only person in the world
And in a way, you are, at least to him anyway
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ikolaiigh · 8 months
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My Love Will Never Die
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𝑻𝑾/𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺..Accidental S3lf-harm, near drowning, Sexual Content, stalking, Possessive behavior, Murder, Obsessive behavior, unhealthy behavior, angst with a happy ending, violence, hallucinations, heavy disassociation, self-loathing thoughts, Emotional/Psychological Abuse (not by Ariel btw), s*icidal thoughts, Mental Breakdown, Every chapter when release will have its warning.
𝑷𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺: Yandere!Ariel x Queen!Reader
𝑺𝑼𝑴𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀..She saved you, cradled you in her arms, and her soothing voice resonates within you like a haunting melody. When you both reunited again on the shoreline, her presence now consumes your every thought and feeling. Her presence feels essential to your survival, and you're determined to live on, no matter the circumstances...what she had done with you?
𝘈/𝘕: HI HI YET AGAIN!! :))) So uh this is extremely self-indulgent ngl, the lack of Yandere!Ariel is like...illegal and yes this is another series since Under the Sea is almost finished (I will post it dw) so I decided to do this! And in this AU instead of Eric being the prince of the kingdom, it will be the Reader! Btw Ariel here is not specified, so you can interpret her from the 1989 version or the live action! So..I hope you guys enjoy!
-Also! Ariel in this AU is heavily based by this post here! Again her race isn't specified! Neither is the Reader's :) Ariel is the acting "Queen" of Atlantica! both reader and Ariel are in their mid 20's!
𝑷𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻... Ariel Carinae
"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭." -𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐧
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When a ruler dies, the ones in line for the throne make one last attempt to get to it first. A rather chaotic few days filled with desperation, especially for those involved.
As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the kingdom, you found yourself seeking solace in the confines of your bedroom facing the dressing table's mirror. The weight of the impending crown bore heavily on your mind, its significance not lost on you. In just a few hours, you would officially become queen, but with the throne came the burden of making crucial decisions for the kingdom. The once comforting opulence of the room now felt suffocating and distant, a reminder of the isolation that accompanied the crown.
Sinking into a plush chair at the dressing table, your thoughts drifted back to the vivid memories of Ariel – the love that had blossomed between you, and the enchanting melody that had captured your heart. You couldn't help but recall the day she had saved you, the tender touch of her hand as she sang to you, the way she had held you close in her arms. Those memories now intertwined with the weight of your responsibilities, a bittersweet reminder of the love you had to set aside for the sake of the kingdom.
The question lingered in your mind, gnawing at your heart – was this the price of wearing the crown? Were you now destined to sacrifice your own happiness for the sake of a kingdom that demanded everything, even your own heart? The magnitude of the decision weighed heavily on your shoulders, casting shadows over the once-gleaming path you were meant to tread.
Lost in your inner turmoil, you caught a glimpse of your reflection in the grand mirror across the room. The image of the new queen stared back at you, her eyes revealing vulnerability masked by a composed facade. You wondered if anyone could see the turmoil brewing within, the fear of making the wrong choices, and the longing for a simpler life.
With a heavy sigh, you closed your eyes, leaning against the dressing table seeking a moment of peace. When you opened your eyes again and glanced at the mirror, an unexpected sight greeted you – the reflection of Ariel, her image appearing as if she were gently caressing your shoulders and whispering in your ear. Startled, you quickly whipped your head around to see if anyone was with you in the room, but the space remained empty. Rubbing your eyes in disbelief, you couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the surreal experience. Your mind wanders back to Ariel once again.
You would never forget the fervent kisses, scattered like a trail of fire across your body, etched indelibly into your mind. Ariel's tender embrace, as she passionately expressed her love in ways no one else ever had, remained vivid. Her hands enveloped you with tenderness and curiosity, each movement a promise, while the dance of her tongue, an intoxicating symphony of desire, enveloped you in a sensation that felt as if her longing had consumed your very being, propelling you to uncharted heights, a realm of ecstasy before she gently guided you into the cool embrace of the waters. There, her muscular form, usually untouched by warmth, melded with yours, creating a cocoon of closeness that spoke that she doesn't want to ever let you go.
Every morning, as you reluctantly left Ariel's warmth with the rising sun, her tender touches lingered on your body like an ethereal caress. The memory of her feverish kisses, especially the ones trailing across your neck, sent shivers down your spine even in her absence. But it was her melodious chanting in the sea that beckoned you, a siren's call gently urging you to come back to her embrace. As much as you longed to answer that call, you knew you couldn't succumb to its temptation.
The weight of the crown on your head was heavy, Your mother, the queen, had prepared you for the royal role you were destined to fulfill. Yet, the training seemed lacking when it came to matters of the heart. Complications arose as the people of the kingdom impatiently clamored for your marriage, whispering among themselves, eagerly awaiting the day when their future queen would wed, the people's expectations clawing at your back.
You will learn to love him. You remembered Lashana's soft voice as she held you in her warm embrace as you wailed into her chest, soothing your pain with her reassuring voice. The pressure from courtiers and advisors was suffocating, as they pushed you towards a union with the prince of Glowerhaven, but deep down, you knew your heart belonged to Ariel, and no amount of forced affection could change that truth.
Under the shroud of nightfall, you found yourself standing at the water's edge, the waves gently lapping at your feet. The kingdom had settled down for the night, its citizens and tourists all asleep. With a wistful gaze, you stared out at the vast expanse of water that separated you from Ariel's world. The rhythmic sound of the waves seemed to echo her enchanting songs, a constant reminder of the love you could only embrace in secrecy.
Summoning all your courage, you stepped into the sea, feeling the biting cold on your exposed skin. You clenched your teeth, the chill nipping at your lower lip as you endured it for her. For five years, you had been having these clandestine encounters with Ariel, braving the icy waters just to be with her. Waist-deep in the water, you perched on a rock, waiting with bated breath for her arrival.
As the cold seemed to intensify, you pressed your head against the stone, contemplating how to share the news of the arranged wedding with Ariel. Lost in thought, you suddenly noticed movement in the water – a beautiful teal tail adorned with red scales and golden bracelets. A head emerged as searching for someone, wearing a golden crown that shimmered in the moonlight—it was her.
Your tired eyes lit up with affection as you caught sight of Ariel. A smile tugged at your lips when her gaze met yours, Ariel playfully dove back into the water, her lithe form slicing through the moonlit reflection. The sight of her perfect, asymmetrical face and fiery red hair stirred the unquenchable flame of your love. As she approached, it became evident that she intended to playfully tackle you.
"Wait, Ariel, don't—" you called out, but it was too late. With joyous laughter, she leaped into your arms, and together you both sank into the water. Ariel's arms wrapped around your neck, and you opened your eyes underwater, her image slightly distorted but no less beautiful. Her playful spirit prevailed as she pulled you into an underwater kiss, and you tenderly placed your hand on her cheek, reciprocating the love.
As you both resurfaced, gasping for breath but laughing with delight, your foreheads pressed together in an intimate embrace. The reunion after two weeks apart felt like a moment of pure magic, and the joy of being back in each other's arms overwhelmed you. The gentle lapping of the waves served as a soothing backdrop to the emotions swirling between you.
"I missed you so much, Ariel," you said, your voice filled with genuine longing, as you pulled her close, relishing the feeling of her in your arms again. With your head resting on top of hers, you found solace in the intimacy of the embrace, as if no one else existed at that moment except the two of you.
"I missed you too, my love. Two weeks felt like an eternity without you," Ariel whispered her voice tender and filled with warmth. Nuzzling against your neck, she showered you with soft, wet kisses, expressing the depth of her longing and affection. Each touch of her lips on your skin sent delightful shivers down your spine, and you couldn't help but emit a soft whine, overcome by the overwhelming rush of lust you felt for her.
"I have a surprise for you," she murmured, Ariel's lips moved closer to your ear, and her warm breath tickled your skin, making your heart race even faster. "But I'll show it to you later."
Amidst the euphoria of being reunited, you couldn't help but feel a tinge of urgency, knowing that there was something important you needed to share with Ariel. A shadow lingered in the corner of your mind, a haunting thought that had been plaguing your consciousness for too long. As much as you wanted to savor this romantic moment, you knew that sooner or later, you would have to tell her the truth.
"Ariel," you said softly, your voice tinged with vulnerability, she hummed in response still nestled between your neck, "There's something I need to tell you."
"The court put me in an arranged marriage, and I'm getting married in 3 days," you muttered, your voice trembling, and your grip tightened around Ariel's body. Her face was nestled between your neck, planting wet hot kisses, but at the sound of your words, she froze, and her closed eyes shot open, registering the weight of what you said. After a couple of minutes that felt like an eternity, she relaxed again, brushing it off with a laugh.
"Married? Oh, come on, that's ridiculous," Ariel teased with a forced grin, trying not to believe the gravity of the situation. However, when she noticed the seriousness in your expression and the absence of laughter on your lips, her smile faded, and a flicker of something else appeared in her eyes. She continued, her tone gentle as she gently caressed your cheek, "Well... refuse, it's a simple thing to do."
"I can't refuse," you said softly, looking back at her. Her captivating gaze held you captive, and despite the tears that welled up in your eyes, you couldn't look away. Ariel briskly swam away from your embrace, positioning herself in front of you, maintaining that intense eye contact that made it hard to breathe.
"Of course you can…I will make them-" Ariel mumbled out, her irritation evident, but you could also see her fin tail twitching anxiously. Her blue eyes welled up with tears, a mix of frustration and hurt, you could feel the hurt in her voice.
"Ariel, please," you interrupted, mustering all the strength you could find to face the reality of the situation. Your throat tightened, making it difficult to speak, and tears streamed down your face. "You don't even exist for them…"
"So this is it for us?" Ariel asked incredulously, her eyes searching yours for any glimmer of hope. The weight of her question hung heavy in the air, and a mix of emotions flickered across her face – disbelief, sadness, and a tinge of desperation.
"I don't want it to be…uh…I love you Ariel, but I can't simply pass over this," you said, your voice filled with bitterness and desperation. As you looked at her with teary eyes, your breaths came in huffs, and it became increasingly difficult to breathe. You didn't want any of this; you hated seeing the hurt swimming in her eyes. Knowing she might hate you for this only added to your agony, after all, it was your fault-
"Loving someone means going through everything you can imagine, even death... If you can't do this, you can't love," Ariel said angrily through gritted teeth, her teary eyes locking onto yours. Hurt filled your gaze, and you could feel her words striking your heart like a dagger. Your emotions were overwhelming, and tears streamed down your cheeks as you tried to find the strength to respond.
A heavy silence engulfed the air, interrupted only by your sobs and Ariel's heavy breathing. Without a word, Ariel turned away, diving back into the water, swimming away from you. You could only watch helplessly, tears blurring your vision as she distanced herself. In the place where she stood, a shiny object caught your eye, your trembling hands reached for it, revealing a delicate ring. A pink pearl adorned the center, encircled by elegant purple pearls. Your heart sank as you realized what it was –
It was an engagement ring- She was going to propose to you.
"W-WAIT, COME BACK!" you desperately cried out, clutching the ring to your chest as if it held the key to bringing her back. Your breaths came in ragged gasps, and tears blurred your vision, but you continued to call out her name. When it became evident that she wasn't going to return, you sobbed even harder, feeling your vision blur and your breath hitch. You would do anything to make her stay, to mend the wounds that had torn you apart.
"Don't leave me....."
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"Your majesty?" Eric whispered, awkwardness evident in his voice as you whipped your head startled to look at him, you noticed that he was concerned.
As you slowly regained consciousness, you found yourself in an unfamiliar place, disoriented and bewildered. The world around you seemed hazy, and a faint static sound echoed in your ears, further adding to the confusion. Turning your head, you noticed Eric standing by your side, his expression a mix of concern and bewilderment.
"Where am I? What's...?" you mumbled, your voice weak and filled with uncertainty. Your memory seemed to be clouded, and you struggled to make sense of your surroundings.
"You're in the church, about to become queen," Eric whispered gently, trying to offer some clarity amidst the fog of confusion. He furrowed his brow, trying to comprehend why you were asking such a question, unsure if you were joking or genuinely unaware of the significance of the moment.
The hushed murmurs and lingering gazes only amplified the pressure you felt. The air seemed thick with anticipation and tension, and you could almost taste the apprehension that hung in the atmosphere. Each whispered word seemed to swirl together, your head began to throb, the pulsating pain mirroring the internal struggle within you. The dizzying array of thoughts and conflicting emotions left you feeling disoriented and on the verge of being consumed by the noise.
"Are you alright? Should i get the doctors?" Eric asked softly, his face etched with worry as he noticed you had been staring at the scepter for quite some time. You glanced around and noticed the people in the room looking at you with pity, causing a tinge of embarrassment to flush your cheeks.
"N-No there's no need I'm alright," you mumbled, forcing a tired smile as you met Eric's gaze. Yet, deep within, a gnawing sense of unease had taken root. Your eyes then returned to the bishop, who held the scepter before you.
You took a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment, trying to steady yourself. You reminded yourself of the reason you were here – to make the right choice for yourself and for the kingdom, to follow your heart even in the face of opposition.
As your outstretched hand tremulously reached for the scepter, an eerie chill swept through your bones, sending shivers down your spine. The air seemed to thicken with an intangible unease, and a voice inside your mind whispered doubtfully, questioning the morality of your actions. The gravity of the moment weighed heavily on your conscience, leaving you in a state of peculiar detachment from the reality that once felt so familiar. The allure of power clashed with the pangs of uncertainty, entangling you in a web of conflicting emotions, making you question if this path was truly meant for you.
Amid this disconcerting moment, a thousand unblinking eyes fixated upon you. However, their gazes appeared surreal, mere specters dancing at the fringes of your vision. The momentous occasion should have been filled with grandeur and significance, yet an inexplicable sense of isolation pervaded your being. As the ornate crown was reverently placed upon your head, a resounding applause erupted around you, signifying that you're their new queen. But the jubilation felt distant, drowned in a disconcerting symphony of static that seemed to echo within your mind, your throat tightened, and panic clawed at you, but you forced yourself to maintain the regal smile.
You now stood alone, with no one genuinely on your side.
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𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻...
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Kiss My Ass
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[Elastigirl Headcanons]
She's hella strict and controlling
If you're a civilian, she won't approach you, most likely watching you from a distance
^ She watches you from a distance, but never directly interacts with you as Elastigirl [Though she will approach you as Helen]
^ She does become afraid that you might get hurt because of her
Though, say you're a superhero, she's more likely to interact with you in both of her lives
It makes her feel more secure because she knows you can protect yourself
But she also wants to protect you [So if you were a Civilian, that's where her Hero Complex comes in]
She's not a traditional woman, especially when she's young, but she would be willing to marry you or be your 'roommate' [If you know what I mean]
Say you can not have children together, she would always be willing to adopt
Though if there is a way you can have children [Whether you're a woman or a man, with all the different ways], she knows that if you're a civilian there's a chance that they'll be Supers
^ And going with you being a Civilian, you would be so confused and she'd have to confess
Though, if you're both Supers, you're children WILL also be Supers and it's possible they could be overpowered
She is a boss girl, so she's fine working in the field. When she's able to go back into the field, she is willing, but the only thing holding her back is that being a Super is illegal and not being able to be home with you
Though, you encourage her and she's excited
She calls you every night and freaks out when you're stressed out
"Are you okay?" She asked worriedly and you quickly say yes, because you don't want to worry her. "I'll come back, you just tell me" ["No, no. We're fine. Everyone's good"]
She's still unsure, but she's willing to take your word
If anyone ever thinks of hurting you or if you're in danger, God have mercy on whoever the person is because Helen/Elastigirl is coming to get them
And it won't be pretty
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yandereonward · 1 year
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How do you think the brothers would react to a human s/o that compared ears? Like touching their ears and letting them touch theirs? I think it would be super cute and a little funny
AW This would be cute
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Ian Lightfoot
He would be interested in your ears since they're unlike anything he's seen
The only ears he's seen were round, like circles, but yours were ovalish
He thinks your ears are more sensitive than they actually are since his ears are really sensitive
Se he's very gentle, though I can't say the same about you
Since your ears aren't sensitive when pulled, you didn't expect him to be sensitive
You had touched his ear gently, before tugging it, causing him to squeal
^You blushed, before quickly apologizing, as his face deepened. He hadn't expected you to do that and was quite surprised
^"I'm so sorry Ian!"
^ "It's fine. I've been through worse"
^ "I just didn't expect... you know- for your ears to be so sensitive"
^ "Are yours not?"
^ You laughed, thinking he was joking, before realizing he was serious and stopped, "Of course not- Well... Not like yours. I mean it hurts when you cut them or tug really hard, but you can tug them," You tug your ears to show him, "and it won't hurt."
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Barley Lightfoot
He, unlike his brother, would not realize his own strength and tug on your ears-hard
When you squealed in pain, he quickly apologized
^ You might grab his in retaliation, but you can pull as hard as you want, it won't hurt him
Because his ears, also unlike his brother, aren't as sensitive. So he didn't think yours would be sensitive, what he DIDN'T know was that while yours weren't sensitive, they were more so than his
From then on, he would be a lot softer with your ears
He doesn't want to accidentally hurt you again
He really likes when you touch his ears
^ When you feel them, rub them, massage them, pull them gently- He loves it all
Not in a sexual way, at least not all the time
He has a fascination with your ears- He wants to know if they work the same as his and if they're different, how they're different, why are they so round? Can you hear different sounds then him? Can one of you hear farther than the other, etc,
He just wants to know everything, because he loves you and he thinks you shouls knw everything about someone you love
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yandereturningred · 8 months
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Meilin 'Mei' Lee Headcanons
GUESS WHO'S BACKKKKK! Even though the hype is gone/dead
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She was to shy to approach you, so either you approach her or her friends approach you
She writes stories, although not good, about the both of you
And boy are they long. There's dozens of pages, back and front
She daydreams about you and fantasize about going on dates with you
You probably have no idea who she is for a long time. Completely off your radar
You probably noticed her when you saw her turn into a red panda
"Oh my god-"
She freaks out and runs away, leaving you unable to move
You approach her after class when she's with her friends
You wanted to be friends
She's very shy and nervous around you, stumbling over her words
Her mom doesn't even notice that you and Mei are 'friendly'. She never thought Mei would have crushes, unless she found the stories
Her mother threatened you
You didn't take it seriously. Maybe you should have, because she began to practically stalk you, embarrassing Mei
If you do begin to date, Mei keeps it a secret
Her friends cover for her, because they want Mei to be happy
You've almost been caught multiple times though
Luckily, Mei always ducks before her mother can spot her
You always wave to Ming, which annoys her
Mei loves her mom, but she wants to do things on her own. She wants to become her own person, but Ming is scared she's losing her daughter
Ming invites you to dinner, acting passive-aggressive, the whole time. She says she wants to meet you and learn about you, but she wants to embarrass you. The father would profusely apologize to you, but you don't sweat it, because Ming can cook like a beast.
You're getting a home-cooked meal and you just have to deal with some passive aggressive comments? Please, you've heard worse from middle-school bullies.
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gulnarsultan · 1 year
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yandere Ben Descendants please😚
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Hello. I hope you like it.
~Ben has always believed in tales of love at first sight. As soon as he sees you, he believes it is destiny.
~ His gentle and sweet nature will impress you in a short time. He is a very gentle lover towards you. This demeanor does a good job at hiding her yandere tendencies.
~ Never stops following you. He argues that you are following him because he is trying to protect you.
~ He doesn't hesitate to play the victim role. He plays the victim role to defeat the opponent and make you listen.
~ He will punish you by making you feel guilty. It mostly uses this way for manipulation.
~ He is more of a dreamer type. He is very much in the imagination that you will be happy when you are together.
~ It will give you a lot of luxury gifts. He is very happy when you use his gifts.
~ It is very sticky. This prevents you from spending time with others.
~ It is manipulative. He knows very well how to do this. He doesn't regret doing this. He defends his behavior with the idea that sometimes sacrifices must be made.
~ Will give lots of hugs and kisses. In return, he asks you to give him a hug and a kiss.
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windtooweem · 1 year
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Yandere Disney princesses headcanons? I haven’t seen most fanfics about them 🥹
Romantic
They/them reader
Tw! Implied killing
Elsa
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She is very protective and possessive
Doesn’t let you do anything alone or leave the castle without her
Won’t hesitate to use her power on you to keep you
Doesn’t get close to you in fear of hurting you on accident
Jasmine
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As the princess she gets everything she wants with no questions asked
If she does something for you, you have to do something for her too
Will have her tiger get you if you try to escape
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star-rug-64 · 1 year
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YANDERE FROZEN HANS ONESHOT
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I sincerely apologize if this is inadequate; I did my best. I'm not particularly skilled at writing one-shots.
I don't own Frozen; it belongs to Disney.
Dividers created by sugarybunn on Deviantart
Requested by @imaginarydreams
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You deeply regretted trusting Hans; you profoundly believed he would help you find your sister Elsa, but you feel for his trick; he learned a lot of things about you, even your flaws, and spent a lot of time with you, like way too much; shouldn't he be worried about Elsa and the public?
You were relieved when Anna returned, but that didn't last long after you discovered the truth. Hans attempted to murder Elsa and Anna, and both of your sisters' lives were about to end as a result of this monster of a man. But luckily, Anna stopped him, but she didn't stop him from getting away.
You were lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, unsure of what to do next. So much crazy stuff has happened over the years and you don't know what to do now, but you were thinking about the past and Hans, the man who tried to kill your sisters, came to mind. You wanted to be angry, but you were more interested in why he wanted to kill them so badly and what he was trying to achieve. The more you thought about it, the more tired you became, and your eyes gradually closed. You were about to nod off when you felt something press against your mouth, keeping it closed. You screamed, but your screams were muffled. You opened your eyes and saw Hans right away. Your heart rate dropped immediately, and you screamed and tried to get up, but he pushed you back down with his hand. You heard his voice saying, "Please, Y/N, stop struggling." It isn't worth it," which, unfortunately, made everything much worse. Soon after, he became frustrated and grabbed a small vase from your dresser. And raised the vase, ready to strike you over the head, and you heard him shout "I SAID SHUT UP" suddenly you were hit over the head, gasped sharply, and we were knocked out he smiled and picked you up and successfully got out the castle.
When Anna, Elsa, and Christoph heard a vase break, they dashed into the room and swung the door open, but you had already gone. They had an entire search party try to find you, but no one found you; the only one who knew where you were was Hans, and only Hans.
It didn't matter to him, if you didn't feel the same way he isn't gonna let you go.
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yanderefairytales · 2 years
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Yandere Jasmin Headcanons
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She terrifies you, with the lion and such
She complains to you about her life and father
She wanted you to show her your world
You just didn't feel like it was safe for her
"I don't know Jasmine.. It's dangerous"
"Please? I want to see your world!"
You compilate it, before realizing she isn't going listen to you
So she follows you into your home
She's a great listener
She wants to help the world, especially when seeing where you live
She will take you riding on her tiger
She loves when you grab her waist, trying to hold yourself
Watching your hair blow in the wind
The way your eyes shine when looking at the sky
It all just makes her smile to herself
She laughs at all your jokes, even if they're not good
When you get close to her, she blushes a bright red
You make her nervous and she'll even stutter on her worlds
She'll lean on a table when talking to you and she'll accidentally fall
She'll awkwardly laugh and look away while you ask if she's alright
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Pletonic yandere king and queen of hearts?
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Platonic Yandere Queen and King of Hearts
“Have some more tea.”
“Uh thank you, your majesty.”
You gave a thankful nod to the servant, biting back the urge to repeat the sentiment. Shifting your attention to the cup of tea, you held your cup to your lips with practiced care. With a tentative glance directed at her, the Queen gave you a nod to which you continued to sip.
“You’ve only had a few crumpets, love. Here have some more.”
The King unceremoniously poured the plate of biscuits onto your tiny platter, smiling as he poured the entirety of the honey bail onto it. You gave him a nod before indulging, careful not to smudge your makeup. 
Things had been truly bizarre since you had fallen into the rabbit hole behind your dear friend. Able to traverse the land together it seemed that for as mad as this world seemed there were set rules. Specifically, one that made your dearest friend be called Alice. It was grating to hear others call your friend a name that was not their own; even worse you were hardly acknowledged. Many would straight-up ignore you or tilt their heads at you and ask your name. It was oddly alienating for this world to encourage your friend to commit to this role claiming a prophecy be fulfilled. And then simply sighing when it came to you, being just as clueless as you.
In a way it gave you the freedom to do as you pleased able to travel all around Wonderland, getting to know those who were capable of acknowledging your existence. Some of which had been those in the Heart’s kingdom. 
“Now that is settled with we can begin talks of this Alice-character. I believe it’d be best if we capture her and behead her as soon as we have them! ”
She waved her own tea cup around, haphazardly spilling her tea all about her. Making you wonder why she spent energy lecturing you at all. Her husband sighed, hands on his round rosy cheeks watching you eat the honey-covered crumpet. 
“Mmmm, that’s nice dear.”
You dabbed at your mouth, running your tongue over your teeth in hopes of clearing any remains of the sticky treat. Wouldn’t want to have any distractions while you fought your point.
“Perhaps there can be another way…a more peaceful option?” 
Focusing on your cup of tea, you looked into the reflection of the organ-shaped teapot. Watching as the queen’s face seemed to scrunch before she turned to you. With her crimson-painted nails, she held your face, turning your head to the left then to the right. 
“Of course not dear, violence is the only option. Now, King, they’re looking a bit gaunt, yes?”
“Of course dear.”
Once again you’re plea was ignored by the two of them who were now conversing intensely about how much more you needed to be eating. After all a proper royal heir was plump and well fed, they couldn’t have others of the court thinking you weren’t being fed properly. Huffing through your nose you dismissed yourself hardly waiting for the Queen’s release before making your way out of the hearts maze. Being sure you were far enough for your angry mumbles and stomping was out of their earshot. So caught up in your huffy exit you nearly ran over the rabbit frantically calling your name.
“Oh! W.B. I’m so sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going.”
“I-it it is just fine, your majesty.”
“Your majesty, W.B. are you…have you been drinking hatter’s tea.”
“What?! No-well th-this might have s-something to do with just that.” 
He shuffled through his pockets, ears twitching along with his nose. The poor creature was really worked up. With a shaky hand(?) (or foot?) he gave you a scroll, an unstamped document that rolled over your feet when you opened it. You read through the first lines of cursive before double-taking running your thumb over the dried ink. 
“I, the Queen and King of Hearts, hereby declare that whosoever be appointed as the royal heir by their decree must adhere to the following rules and regulations—oh my gosh! I think I’m going to be sick.”
You haphazardly dropped the scroll to the ground, running past the rabbit who fumbled with the policy. The ‘rules and regulations’  that were spoken of told of horrible and gruesome punishments for those that so much as thought of slighting you. Being called ‘majesty’ or ‘young highness’ was one of them. Punishment for the accused was the equivalent of a scorched or ‘beheaded’ tongue, it was appalling to imagine. 
Torn by rage and helplessness you ran–out of the maze past the unpainted roses and idle card soldiers. You couldn’t stand to be here any further from your dearest friend, your dearest Alice while your company plotted to kill them. 
You were done.
Done with the absurdity of this world.
It was time to put a stop to it all. 
As you should’ve from the beginning.
Before they were wooed by Wonderland’s love for Alice.
Before they threatened their safety.
Before the others threatened you.
It was time to go.
Running with abandon you tore through the vegetation, uncaring of the way it stuck to your heart and card-patterned garments. Tearing at the seams of posh confinement you discarded different articles as the tearing branches demanded. Forging on you spied the bushel you had left your dearest compatriot to hide inside. Worry bubbled in your tummy as you noted the crumbs of a soft pastry caking your hands as you kneeled to the ground; forcing your eyes to roam through the blades of grass. 
“There you are!” 
You scooped them up, supporting their small form as you sat on your heels.
“Where on Earth did you find another shrinking cake!?”
They shrugged their shoulders and nervously dragged their foot along your palm as they continued to pout. You had to listen carefully but you could hear them. Fully used to their illogical desire for any available food—starved or full it must be eaten–you scolded them lightly. 
“Look, we don’t have time to fight about this…we have to leave the Queen is determined to have your head. I have a sneaking suspicion she’d not going to care whether your head’s the size of a sugar cube.” 
You patted yourself down, searching for the perfect place to tuck your miniature companion away. Finding the only space was the loose fabric around a makeshift pocket near your chest. With a little protest, your tiny friend climbed in, prepared for the jostling journey ahead. 
“Hey it’ll be okay, by this time tomorrow we’ll finally be away from this horrid place.”
“You’re right this is a horrid place, so far from the castle grounds! Guards! I want this patch of weed burned to the ground!”
You slowly rose to your feet hiding your friend with crossed arms. Dressed in battle wear: a spiny red armor the queen over a tightly fitted dress; the crimson wisps of her makeup were harsher and more violent than before, coupled with the dark eyeliner of a smoky eye. She sat on the back of some tortured creature that seemed to sport a glare at you of its own. skin–a pulsing pink, littered with pus-filled wounds, and stray wisps of hair and feather. 
“Your high–”
“Hush!”
Her red claws nails touched and you sealed your lips. She sent a glare to the ground below her beast only shifting her seat before sending her narrowed gaze. 
“Only an hour in the jungle and you’ve adapted their savage ways? Where are your manners, (Y/n)?!”
“Uhm your maje-”
“HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN?!”
You could only helplessly flutter your lips at her screaming. Nearly shaking as you fought tears you held your ground. 
“I-I don’t understand what it is you want.”
She sighed and rolled her eyes. “So you have forgotten. You are still a child; misguided and ill-remembering.”
“What?! Wait hold on–”
“Now listen well child, you are to call me your mother and your father–your father. Do you understand?”
“But you’re not my–”
“GUARDS! Take the child back to the palace, the war that is to come is one I’d prefer you watch with lunch on the side.”
“Wh-agh!” 
Four card guards took your limbs and held you high. Ignoring your wriggling and protests, you nearly forgot about your hidden companion. No doubt clinging to the fabric of your clothes in the midst of your sudden struggle. You stilled only bobbing at the marching pace of the soldiers looking at the twisted perspective of the Queen ordering her troupes to move. She turned to you barely looking over her shoulder as her pointed teeth showed from behind her crimson lips.
“I’ll return when I’ve rid you of the parasite Alice! In the meantime brush up on the rules you silly child. No longer will you deny your right as my young heir. Ta-ta!”
With a wave of her hand and the crack of a whip, she moved with the procession. 
Out to behead your dearest Alice and all of those who stood in her way.
Who was safely tucked within the fabric of your dressings.
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This is for you!
Hell's uncontrolled fire
(Obsessed Rollo x my oc Angelica. Rollo becomes obsessed with her like follow did in the movie. Which not only leads to a dark place but it sends him into a world of delusions and obsession. Warning ⚠️ 18++ mention of sexual urges and desires, kidnapping, drugging, attempted m*rder, Stockholm syndrome, gaslighting.)
Angelica was a beauty to be hold and seen which everyone in Night Raven College knows she's not only the only girl she's a beautiful woman that everyone wants.
Some may say she's a man's lady or she's memorizing to look at as if she's cast a spell on you but that was what guts said about her through her journey with the now 2nd years Ace, Deuce, Epel, Jack and her fav talking fire breathing tuna loving cat Grim.
She was 5'5 with beautiful brown skin. She had the most beautiful eyes you'd ever seen and trust me when I say half the school caught feelings for this now 22 year old girl who is the adopted daughter of the head master of the school.
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What she looks like
Her beautiful long black hair drapes over her shoulders and back like silk and her curves were to die for. Everyone shot their shots but no luck 😂🤞 she was teasing, playing with them just to see how far they'd think they were going to get with her.
An event was coming up soon and boy oh boy was she excited to see where she was going!
She arrived at the school that was almost like a cathedral and it was beautiful stained glass of different colors making the place look heavenly.
She walked in with the others and they saw a man with a cap and tired like eyes sniffing a cloth purple with stars on it, he then put it away and looked at her he looked shocked as if he's seen her before.
Rollo's pov
As I looked at this girl she took my breath away as if she placed a spell on me. It was as if no one else was there but me and her I looked at her she had a kind of glow around her it looked like heaven's light, a warm and loving glow that I yearn for.
"Uh Rollo are you sir?" Said one of my associates "Ahem yes I'm fine my apologies you must be from Night Raven College?" "Yes we are I'm Angelica you must be Rollo."
'Angelica~ the voice, name, and body of a angel.' "Please to meet you gentlemen show the boys to their rooms and I will show Angelica to her room."
I couldn't take my eyes off her as she smiled at me with those beautiful brown eyes that could place you in a trance.
"Here's your room dinner will be ready soon." "Thank you Rollo your so sweet and kind." I felt my heart throb then skipped a beat or two what is wrong with me?! "Thank you dear ."
I smiled closing the door and feeling my heart race as I leaned against the door "God..if this is the sign I prayed for into finding a wife please tell me.. please."
No one's pov
Grim basically was glaring at Rollo after he left he spoke "Grr I don't trust the Rollo guy he's creepy and weird you shouldn't be alone with him!"
"Grim I'm ok really and plus I think he's nice but to ease your mind I'll look out for any red flags and signs."
"good now let's come up with your masquerade ball gown!" "I haven't chosen one yet but I'll find something."
(Tune in for part 2)
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reareaotaku · 7 months
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Can I get Marco Diaz from star vs the forces of evil headcanons or scenario? Can be yandere or not
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Summary: You and Marco have a steep when you break his heart when not listening to him. [This is the first draft & has been in my drafts since I started this account 💀This is like one of the first asks I got...]
You hummed, sitting on your bed, while doing Star's hair. Marco was across from you, going on and on about something, but weren't listening. You could hear the distant sound of his voice, but the words weren't registering in your mind. In fact, you didn't even realizes stopped talked until Star pinched your arm.
"Ow! That hurt. What was that for?"
Star glared up at you, as she gestured towards Marco.
You looked over at him, tilting your head, "Sorry. I wasn't listening. What were you saying Marco?
He frowned and just turned away, “It doesn't matter. It’s not important.”
You shrugged not thinking to much about it, as you continued to do Star's hair. His frown deepened as he stared at you both. You felt his stare and looked back up at him, but he quickly looked away.
Your eyebrows scrunched up and you looked down at Star, who was avoiding eye contact. You were starting to think that maybe what he had to say was important.
"Um... So Marco how was your day?"
He ignores you and you frown. "Okay, jerk. Be like that."
"What?"
He turns to you and your face irrupts in a bright red.
"Nothing! It's nothing..."
"Well, unlike you, I was listening and I heard you." He stands up, brushing off his jeans, "You know, maybe if you actually listened to people when they talked to you, maybe more people would like you."
"God, what was his problem?" You groan to Star when he leaves.
She fiddles with her hands, before looking up at you, "Well, he has a point. He was pouring his heart out to you and you ignored him."
"Pouring his heart out?" You let out a forced chuckle, rolling your eyes, "Yeah. And I'm an elephant."
Star groans, before tapping her chin. She had to find a way to get you together. A smile over took her face as her mind went to how she could play match maker and finally get you to see that you and Marco were made for each other.
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yandereducktales · 2 years
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Della Duck
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She loves going on adventures with you, but she always has the thought of you getting hurt in the back of her
Sure, she loves taking care of you, because it makes her feel needed, but she also loves doing things with you
Though if she ever sensed that you could be in potential danger, she would not let you continue with her
She feels bad for having left her sons, and she won't leave you too
She's super clingy and wants to be around you 24/7
She's not very good at relationships
She doesn't know how to do everything right and sometimes she messes it up
Her kids try to help her, they really do, but even they realize they can't always save their mom
She can be overwhelming and sometimes that frightens you
She doesn't mean to scare you, but her feelings are just so intense
She loves the relationship you have with her children, and it makes her love you so much more
She can be controlling, because she doesn't want you to get hurt
She wants you to think of the consequences
She's already made a huge mistake and missed out on her children's life, and she doesn't want you to do something you'll regret
She loves you so much and sometimes she doesn't know how to show it
She just wants to keep you locked in a room so she knows you're safe
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yanpotatowriter · 2 years
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Hi wat do u think about Isabella x fem inscure darling like she is fat ( like me ) and always ask Isabella why she love her and she would be confused as to why she kidnapped her cuz she think *cough* know *cough* she is ugly
Nooo don't talk bad about yourself T-T, just because someone's fat does not mean they are ugly please remember that!! although it will take time I hope that one day you will feel comfortable enough in your skin to just enjoy your body for what it is <3 lots of love from this potato 
--------------------------------------------------------------- Isabella won't stand her darling talking bad about themselves like that, clearly she chose them out of everyone else in the village so why would she (darling) think that she will leave her just because she just so happens to be overweight.
She finds it insulting plain and simple, it's like she doesn’t trust Isabella to make the correct decisions about her own love life, however the more it is repeated she starts to understand that her darling is just dealing with self confidence issues and will try to help her get rid of them.
Also starts to create colorful flowers around them with heartfelt feelings, whether it be a flower crown, a flower bracelet or just simple flowers that grow where her darling is currently standing.
She wants to know who planted the ugly seeds in her girlfriends mind that she is unlovable or unworthy of her love just because of her looks, she will find them and no one will hear from them after that. It’s a clear message that someone will not get away from making snide or crude remarks about or to her darling without consequences
She hopes that one day her darling comes to love herself as much as she loves her.
And if her girlfriend asks her why she kidnapped her she will be honest and say that she wanted to keep her pretty flower to herself, after all her girlfriend will never be an eyesore to her and she wants to keep the prettiest flower of the town to herself, so please keep those thoughts out of your mind dear they are not good for your mental health.
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