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jyoongim · 3 months

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Themes: posessiveness, slight yandere behavior, mentions of cannibalism, softcore smut,

After 7 years the Radio Demon is back!

But things arent how he left them…

Vox has taken it upon himself to be in charge of all things media

Radio has turned to Video

And Alastor’s little darling aint in her place…oh that just wont do

Your relationship with the Radio Demon was like a match made in Hell.

Alastor was a wild card by himself alone, but you? You never failed to keep him on his hooves?

You had been in the media world looong before Alastor popped up in Hell, having the title (ironic) Media Demon but somehow he managed to bring back the old themes that were once appreciated.

Not those podcasts or vlogs the youth were so prone to do

But things from the good old days.

Things that were considered ancient in the sense of modern tech.

Radio; Talk shows and actual live broadcasts.

Alastor and you quickly rose in popularity in the media realm [(you had a sneaky suspicion it was because he was terrifying and people honesty clung to an overlord’s word)]

You and Alastor had separate broadcasts, but you worked perfectly in sync with one another. Until one day…the Radio Demon disappeared, leaving you to run your show alone.

You did what you could, but the people seemed to miss the charismatic broadcaster as much as you and soon you were approached by Video.

“C’mon y/n, This will be a great improvement to your brand.” Vox smirked as you sipped the tea you were offered. You frowned. You were aware that media came in all formats but you enjoyed the ‘old’ way. “I dont know Vox, i prefer to be out of the camera’s eye” you said. Vox had been begging for years for you to join his team and claiming it would ‘boost’ your reputation. You didnt need a boost. You were THE Media Demon. If anything, you knew it would boost HIS popularity.

“Radio is so old-fashion, video is the future! You should be up to date with these things” he said. You grimaced “i am well aware of the trends, but not everyone likes this new savvy way, it is good to have a little variety”

Vox was getting annoyed.

Having you on the Vees would not only boost his claim to fame, but it would boost his power.

“The people would love to see the Media Demon in the public eye. You use to sing right? How about music production? You would kill sales with that voice of yours”

He was trying to butter you up.

Everyone knew you were a renown singer. A popstar once. You only showcased it a few times broadcasting when it was late at night and were in a mood.

Alastor loved to hear you sing.

“If you made videos people, your image can skyrocket” he continued.

You set your cup down, standing, having heard enough.

“I appreciate the offer Vox, but I will decline. I quite like stereo” and with that you left.

You made your way to the Hazbin Hotel.

To Alastor’s radio tower.

You sighed as you sat and stared at the station.

Maybe i should take Vox’s offer you thought as you collected your topics and put your headphones on.

You turned on the radio and did a count set

“How ya doin tonight folks? Its your favorite radio host and tonight you are in for a treat!” you gave the daily Hell gossip and opened the line for discussions. Letting out a laugh from a few of the responses you finally sighed “I have been offered the damning chance to retire from radio” you started. “I am sure you are all aware that I am fabulous of course, but i mean reverting to video can you imagine? And the audacity of Vox to even suggest just a thing. I think i do quite alright for a media connoisseur” you giggled.

As you chatted away you were unaware of the dark presence manifesting in the tower.

“Dial in im opening the lines to hear your opinions”

You listened in

“I think it could be good to switch it up!”

“Youre the Media Demon you could crush anything!”

“Y/n youre incredible!”

“Video kills the Radio star!”

You were about to chime in when a deep static like voice sounded

“I think you mean Radio killed the Video star”

Your eyes widened and spun around to see Alastor

“A-Alastor?”

His devilish smile sharpened as he pressed a button to cut the lines and removed your headphones “its been a while darling”

You couldnt help yourself as you launched at him for a hug.

You quickly recovered and let him go, stuttering “oh oh im sorry but w-what are you doing here? I-i thought you were gone”

Alastor grinned, bringing your hand up to his lips to press a kiss to it

“Ooooh mon cher i could never stay away from you”

You blushed.

Alastor pulled you into an embrace, his grip a little tight

“So what it is i hear of you forsaking radio?”

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #Alastor x reader #hazbin vox

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contentloadingandstuff · 9 months

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Hello M8. It's ya boy from the Angst connoisseurs gang. I love ya writing bruhs. I have a fantastic prompt to ask you. About Ganyu and Hu tao with an Obssesive Yandere Reader. And if you don't like the obsessive part. Then the 'Yandere' part is just fine. Who acts normal. With occasional red flags. But everything is all normal. Until Hu Tao or Ganyu Catches Em doin somebody devious/taking someone's life because they got too close to Hu tao/Ganyu relationship wise. And then the aftermath. Maybe the yandere reader kidnaps them. Like one of those yandere Asmr's I listen too, for research purposes only and totally nothing else- also. sidenote: How far can Xiao teleport when his name is called? Is it limited to just Liyue? Or can that mans use his teleportation like instant transmission? The reader then keeps them in an area far away from Liyue. And keeps them locked up in an area within the place the reader has them locked up. "Why am I doing this? It's because I love you of course. You're my little Coco Goat/Walnut. And nobody else can have you. You'll understand soon enough." After an amount of time has passed. Years or months maybe. A decade? Ganyu or Hu tao will try to escape. Maybe it can be a successful escape. Or maybe it can be a failed one 💀. Or maybe you can write what happens with both scenarios if you will it to. Or maybe the reader doesn't have to kidnap Ganyu/Hu tao. If ya find the prompt too weird or creepy. But aye. that's yanderes for ya.

Dis gotta be my most Am🅱️itious Ask y e t

You might want to look into this.

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stalksbyakuyatogami · 3 years

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Yandere Nagito?

Absofuckinglutely (did I spell it right?).

I am a SIMP for yanderes. Would do anything to get a yandere boyfriend. I might also be a yandere connoisseur at this point. If you're a yandere, don't hesitate to hit me up ;D. Jk... unless?

Yandere! Nagito Komaeda Headcanons

TW: Stalking, suicide, obsessive behavior, self-harm

•✨You are his only hope✨

•His obsession started when he was captured.

•No one was there to feed him. Actually, there was. Only that they refused to. Until Mahiru approached you. She was begging for you to feed that creep. Out of pity for the red-haired girl, you did so.

•You fed him while a disgusting look was plastered on your face.

•And while he ate, he thought to himself, "Maybe they love me. That's why they do this to me."

•Oh no. Wrong idea, Nagi-Wuggy.

•He likes to boast to himself how creative and amazing your talent is. He always thinks about it.

•Every night. He always thinks about you. And your talent.

•He tosses and turns as he cannot sleep. You were magnificent in his eyes.

•Of course, he couldn't live without his hope.

•"I don't want to exist in a world where hope; my hope, doesn't exist."

•Sometimes you would avoid the lad because of his creepy actions towards you. And this would lead him to think that maybe he wasn't deserving of your love. Because he was ✨trash✨ after all. He would distance himself. But because of your constant kindness, he comes back to you again. Back with the wrong idea.

•And because he can't live without his hope, he commits aliven't. You two would be together forever.

•He would kidnap you only if necessary.

•For example:

•Someone tries to kill you but because he's a stalker, he'd see it and jump in the scene. The killer, afraid of being found out, would back out and run away.

•Out of fear and nervousness, you faint. And the next thing you see when you wake up is also a cottage. But it's not yours.

•He would sometimes hurt himself for two reasons:

•One, because he's trash •And two, so you can see it and he hopes that you'd care for him more. Love him more.

•Komaeda wouldn't kill anybody unless they threaten to kill you.

•Again, he would die for his hope. If his precious hope dies, he'd join them.

•So much that he would sacrifice himself instead of you. Being the one killed by the killer in case one attacks.

•He would also do anything even if it doesn't equal to anything. He just wants to express his feeling of appreciation towards you. And of course, serve the hope that sleeps inside you.

Wow, it’s actually a lot this time. Only because I had reference; and his characteristics oppose, don’t you think? Updates are slow too, yikes. Stay hydrated, y’all!

- Mod Toko

#danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa x reader #yandere nagito #yandere nagito x reader #nagito komeada x reader #nagito komaeda #tw yandere #TW NAGITO KOMAEDA

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chocobabyporcelain · 6 years

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DMMd Clear bad end with Promptis

You are either a mind reader playing a dangerous game or Lex playing a very dangerous game!

This isn’t great, I just kinda quickly typed up what I remembered from Clear’s bad end and tweaked it to fit the context, but I still feel like it’s a little off. But I suppose that’s the point of BE!Clear?

CW: Mind break, Yandere Prompto and mentions of surgical removal of eyes.

Tagging: @nemo-ne-impune-lacessit @itsmootothecow @insomniasix @mp938368 @ffxv-milkshake @bespectacled-girl @insomniacapples @itshaejinju @expectogladiolus @bluechocobo @airlea-sicarius @diadyn @birdsandivory @alicemoonwonderland @mandakatt @zacklover24 @eternallydaydreaming2015 @danceswithdinosaurs @valkyrieofardyn @hammerhead-goddess @1000wolflover @stopmopingstarthoping @dreamiggy @mostlyvoidpartiallysass @grumpyoldmoogle @yoitssabrinee @amicitonia @theyearofdiamonddogs @unerring-connoisseur(I tag mutuals, if you want to be added or removed from the tag list, let me know asap)

It wasn’tenough.

As hard as Ifought it wasn’t enough.

I wasn’tenough.

When it finallygot too much and I fell to my knees, Ardyn picked me up and took me.

And of course,Noctis too.

We became Ardyn’smere toys. He took every pleasure in reminding me that I’m nothuman. An imitation. To my fingertips, my toes, to each strand ofhair.

But I didn’tcare. Nothing he said could possibly hurt me as much as knowing that,even though I gave it everything I could, I couldn’t save Noctis. Iwasn’t able to move even a finger when I collapsed. All I couldhear was Noctis screaming my name, his voice growing farther andfarther away.

The voice of theperson I…

I’m sorry. Icouldn’t do anything.

Noctis… Iwanted to save you. To protect you.

I don’t knowwhat happened next. It was as if my consciousness was shut down. Idon’t know how long I was out, but the next time I opened my eyessomething felt different.

I can’t put itin to words, but whatever they did changed me. It felt as if a largepart of me was being restrained and it left me unsettled. It naggedat me for days at first, but I slowly came to forget it.

A few monthspassed since Noctis and I were taken by Ardyn. Months of painfulreconditioning. Months of being Ardyn’s toy.

But I’ve been agood toy. I’ve done everything perfect to instruction and I earnedmy reward.And today is the special day that I have been waitingfor.

I never thoughtArdyn would even dream of granting any request I had, but maybe thisspecific request appealed to him in some way.

“He’s allworn out, you know?” Ardyn mocked me with his mirthful tone.“Perhaps I already played with him a little too much.”

I don’t reallyhate Ardyn, nor do I like him. Perhaps I felt differently about himin the past, but I’ve simply forgotten all of that.

I had a lot offlaws before, but almost every memory of my life before now has fadedinto nothing.

A heavy doorstood before me, unlocked by the key in my hand. The beeping ofregulatory systems is the first thing my senses encounter as I pushthe door open.

The room iscompletely white, sterile. Even the air carries a controlled clarity.In the very centre of the room, there’s a bed, surrounded by tubesand wires.

And on that bedis…

He looks so thin,so fragile. Like a glass doll, ready to shatter at the slightesttouch. So tragic, almost painful.

And so, sobeautiful.

“Noctis…”

His eyelidsflutter and gradually open when I call his name. They’re dimmerthan I remember, not the pretty colour from my daydreams, but adismal grey, like rain clouds.

There’s a faintglimmer of recognition when his gaze finds mine.

I smile. “I’msorry,” I lay my hand on his, lying limply at his side. “I madeyou wait. But I was finally able to come. We’ll never be apartagain.”

Tears pool at thecorners of his eyes and slip down his cheeks as his eyelids fallclosed once more. To be shedding tears right now… he must beoverjoyed.

I carefullyremove the tubes from his arms and wrap his deteriorating body in thethin sheet he lay upon. I lift him into my arms and carry him away,into a different room.

To be able tohold Noctis like this. My heart feels like it might burst.

Like the otherrooms, this one is white, but in place of the bed, there’s astainless steel table. I gently place Noctis down on it.

Noctis flinchesas I turn on the light hanging over the table, so I dim them.

“Prompto…?”Noctis weakly calls out to me and I gently lay my hand on his cheek.

“Don’t bescared.” I whisper. “As long as you stay calm it won’t hurt.”

Noctis makes achoking gasp sound, his thin body struggling to escape.

He’s so weaknow that a small push from me sends him straight back down. I’mable to hold him down long enough to secure numerous belts across hisbody from the table’s edges.

“Prompto!”Noctis is panicking now, trying his hardest to squirm out of thebelts.

I place my handon his forehead. “Out of all their senses, humans rely on theirvision the most.” I run my free hand over the spread of tools onthe table before me. “Without a window to the outside world, youwon’t be able to gain any unnecessary knowledge. All you need toknow is me, Noctis,” I say, running a hand through the greasy hairmatted to Noctis’s forehead. “But I’m sorry. I think this willhurt.”

Noctis stiffensat my words. I think he understands now. His eyelids won’t stopquivering as I disinfect the skin around his eyes. His entire body isshaking in fear, it’s almost pitiful to watch his thin formtrembling.

As I bring thescalpel to his face, I finally notice the tears. Sobs bubble from hischest as he endures this pain.

I hate to see himthis way, but this is to bring forth the Noctis that I have wishedfor.

After theprocedure, I cover Noctis’s eyes with a black cloth. I leave him toheal as I plan out when to begin the next procedure.

It hurts to thinkabout taking away his vocal cords. I’ll never get to hear his voiceagain, but I decide to do it anyway. He doesn’t need a voice.

All he will everneed to to hear me and feel me. That’s the thought swimming in mymind as I place him once again atop the cold steel table within thenext few weeks.

He doesn’t lookfrightened anymore. He has no will to fight against this.

The wish I’veheld for so long, for Noctis to become only mine, is about to begranted. I’ve never been so happy.

…right?

Something fallsfrom my eye, running down my cheek. I brush it away, the thingwetting my cheek coming away transparent. The tears wetting my cheek.

“…huh?”

Why is it thatI’m crying at a moment like this? I’m happy that Noctis isfinally going to become mine, so why?

A hand weaklygrabs at my wrist, Noctis facing me. “Prompto…?”

I stroke hischeek. “It’s odd,” I murmur. “Why am I crying? I’m happy,right?” I can’t stop the sob that escapes my throat. “Right,Noct?”

#FFXV #FF15 #Final Fantasy XV #Final Fantasy 15 #Noctis #Noctis Lucis Caelum #Prompto #Prompto Argentum #FFXV Requests #DMMd AU #Anonymous #my writing

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