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honey-minded-hivemind · 2 months
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Yandere Trio Laura, Sabertooth and Wolverine and child reader who has a raccoon mutation
Aha! Yes! They're definitely in for it now! And Baby Racoon Mutant Reader is so fluffy and cute! Let's do it like this:
There was a new feral mutant running about. That mutant happened to be a small child, with a ringed, fluffy tail, fuzzy gray ears, and a dark birthmark across their face.
They were a racoon mutant.
Logan was the first to find them, so he considers his claim the most valid.
Something had been stealing fruits and vegetables from the Institute's garden, so he'd set up a few traps to catch the little vermin. What he caught was not an opposum, fox, or rabbit.
It was a kid.
One that looked like a little racoon.
They were scared, shaking, letting him realize they weren't trying to cause trouble, and they likely hadn't had a great life beforehand. So he does what he can, trying to take them into the Institue. The fight him over that, but the moment he hands them a plate full of eggs and bacon, they stop fussing. What sold the idea of keeping them was when they handed him the bigger pieces of food, and kept shoving it at him until he ate it.
They were a keeper.
Laura meets them awhile later, when she goes to visit her father. She was hoping to find him and try to bond a little bit, perhaps learn an odd life lesson, or try some new thing normal people did (or a not so normal thing the X-Men did). She instead found a small thing scurrying around the kitchen, trying to reach the highest cupboard. Seeing as it was impossible to reach it, she did what was supposed to be good: Opened it herself, took down what was in it (a box of pretzels) and handed it to the tiny mutant.
It repayed her act of kindness by handing her handful after handful of pretzels, taking turns to eat their own handfuls.
She grew attached to them.
They were sweet, not knowing anything about her, and doing something as simple (and something she desperately craved) as sharing.
She would make them her sibling (certainly her father wouldn't say no to that cute face?).
Victor meets the tiny rascal when he's scouting the woods around the X-Men's mansion, looking for weaknesses and seeing if he can spy Logan while at it. What he finds instead is some fluffy tot with a bushy tail and weird birthmark foraging mushrooms and nuts, happily shoving them in their mouth after plucking them off the ground.
The moment they hear him, they turn and look up. Instead of screaming or running or crying, they look at his face, then at their pile of bounty, then pick out the biggest mushroom from it, rolling it over until it lands at his feet.
He's confused.
He's less confused when they point out-
"You smell like Logan. Logan's family is my family."
And how can he say no to that?
A sweet kit, and the first person beside himself to acknowledge Logan as his brother. Plus the kid said they were family first, so what is he or Logan going to do about it? Argue? It would just break their heart (he's using it to his advantage. Let's see his brother get rid of him now! Plus free feral kit, so it's a win-win!).
When the three of them all discover they share the same racoon baby, well...
Laura's fine with it. As long as neither of them butt in with her sibling-bonding time, she'll allow their presence.
Logan wants to fight Victor, but is glad Laura accepts her new sibling (he considers it a present/childhood ceremony for her, and maybe him, too).
And Victor is glad that Laura is fine with him, as long as he sticks to the schedule she made for sharing the little tot, he's less glad when Logan keeps setting traps and the X-Men team on him.
All in all, they'll (barely) tolerate each other, but if the others don't stick to their scheduled time and days with Reader, none of them will hold back their wrath over being cheated out of their time with their little rascal.
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yandereaffections · 1 year
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Spy x Family Masterlist
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Anya Forger
Platonic Befriending another orphan that only knows a foreign language
Platonic twin sister reader
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Loid Forger
Headcannons
Civilian S/o
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Yor Forger
S/o whos funny, kinda dumb and gets excited over little things
Falling in love with her kind hearted target
Obsessive yandere S/o
Ghost darling who was killed by Yor
Naga Yor
Werewolf yor The purge
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Poly TwiYor
Ideal partner who just happens to be obsessive
incubus and succubus Loid and Yor
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The Forger Family
Platonic foster child reader
Platonic Teen reader hired as Anyas Tutor
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TwiYor
Incubus and succubus Loid and Yor
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home again ; yandere!wally darling
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requested by ; anonymous (09/05/23)
word count ; 2031
content ; platonic yanderes, memory loss (the puppets all had their memories forcibly wiped), references to child/teen reader, obsessive protectiveness, author’s first time writing something platonic so… yeah
note ; i haven’t written anything like this before (sfw yandere stuff) so apologies if it seems a tad off. similarly i’m still adjusting to writing wally’s character in terms of dialogue and such, so that may also seem a smidge ooc.
fandom ; welcome home
pairing ; platonic wally darling x gender neutral!reader
read also on ; ao3
It was a beautifully melancholy evening: the stars and moon were obscured with thick, grey clouds that loomed overhead like ragged old curtains; the air was thick with dust and pollen that clung to your skin and clothes like a man hanging onto the edge of a steep cliff, digging their claws in and holding on with all the relentless might you’d come to hate; your room was only dimly illuminated by the pale blue light emanating from your monitor, the low hum of the vents the only sound to compliment the clicking of keys and the tapping of the mouse. Quiet, drab and dull; how very typical of spring.
But at the very least it gave you all the excuse you needed to sit behind a screen and doomscroll. Tired eyes skimming over articles and activists decrying the latest tragedy, thousands of crabs in the metaphorical bucket of social media all fighting for the attention of bystanders — only taking pause when you came across something all too familiar, yet at the same time entirely new.
‘Does anyone else remember Welcome Home? It was pretty popular when it aired back in the 70s and my friends and I are trying to create a complete archive for it’ — the caption read. Below it was a highlighted link and a picture that had been burned into your brain since childhood: bright swatches of paint adorning every surface, all seeing eyes as big as can be, and in front of it, that permanent smile carved into yellow felt. Wally Darling and Home, you remembered them both clearly enough — clearer than you’d have liked, even.
It had been decades since you’d actively thought back on Welcome Home, on your brief stint in stardom, and frankly you’d have rather it’d been kept that way. You still held a bit of a grudge over getting axed: ‘too mature’, yeah right! Every kid loves astrology and nobody is too old to talk about their feelings… you were only 14 for crying out loud! Too mature, your ass.
But perhaps, you reasoned, it wouldn’t be too bad to take a quick trip down memory lane. Sure you’d loved the show when it aired, but you stopped watching after your section was cut, so maybe it would be cool to see what changed in the interim — and, either way, your experiences would probably be helpful to the archivists. So no harm, no foul.
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The site was easy enough to navigate but man you didn’t expect to get so emotional when you went looking through the recovered art. They looked exactly the same as you remembered, all of them — which is kind of silly to think about since puppets and tv show characters in general tend not to change since, well, they were meant to stay consistent. Frank was always going to look terribly stern, and Julie was always going to come onto scene with a new fabulous hairdo, and Eddie was always going to trip over his own feet on his rounds, and Wally was always going to open and close each episode with a nod to the audience. These things were staples of the characters and the show’s structure so of course they’d be the same.
But, still, you somehow felt like they should have changed in your absence. A small part of your mind, an irrational part surely, crying out that they were alive and that living things were made to change — which was silly. And, frankly, a little embarrassing that you’d even had that thought at all.
So you pushed that idea to the very back of your mind where it belonged and continued to scroll through the various pages of the website. Art from official books (you were sure you even owned the ‘ask Wally’ type book and that it was still at your parents’ place), merchandise like pop up figures (the sort that were found only in cereal boxes and magazines), promotional posters and even one piece from your short tenure on the show. You remembered posing for that photograph, being told to smile and to wrap your arms around Eddie and Wally — but for some reason you couldn’t quite recall what their puppeteers were called.
Or if they even had any puppeteers in the first place.
No. That can’t be right. They were puppets, characters, they had to have someone controlling and voicing them — but none of the promotional art nor your memories supported that basic truth. It didn’t make sense.
None of it made sense. This was why you’d tried to forget that show so desperately after you left. It messed with your head far too much to be worth the effort so why bother burning out over questions that could be explained by a faulty memory.
A memory that could, in picture perfect detail, recall the route from Howdy’s store to Home as clear as crystal — as if it were your own route to-and-from primary school. A memory that could replay patchy conversations between Wally and Julie, bittersweet bickering over hairspray and hairpins that you could only recall in pieces, but that still rang clearly as if you were thinking of childhood friends. A memory that was imprinted with the feeling of warm felt embraces and puffs of warm air from stencil cut mouths that would have been impossible if they weren’t alive. Moving eyes, small bodies, freely walking, freely talking — alive and well and clear as day in your mind as normally as recalling your parents arguing over a cup of freshly brewed coffee on the mornings of each shoot.
The distinctly strong smell of the synthetic hairspray Wally used that would hang around him and mixed with the scent of oil paint like a cologne — that burned your nose if you hung around too close to him in the early morning. The sheer joy of Howdy picking you up and tossing you in the air as a congratulations for your first scene done well — caterpillar fuzz that stuck to your clothes for days, as strong as velcro. The way you and Julie squealed when Barnaby shook back and forth and sent droplets of muddy water raining down on you and on her freshly done up hair — and the joke that followed her exasperated tirade as you, through giggles, explained frustration to the audience through a camera they seemed to not be able to see.
Memories that kept unearthing themselves the deeper you went into the site, eventually culminating with you tearing up at the sight of old friends you’d been forced to leave behind. Silly, perhaps, but you recall telling the audience that it was healthy to cry and to let it all go — so at least your teenage self would be proud of your emotional vulnerability.
After a good hour of this, and more than in need of a break, you finally clicked on the attached message board and typed up a simple few sentences. A greeting and a farewell all in one before you closed down your computer and went to bed.
‘I used to have a segment on Welcome Home when I was a kid. I was meant to do astrology and emotions, before I got cut for being too old lol. This brought back so many memories. Thank you, all.’
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Wally hadn’t meant to linger — really, he hadn’t — but there had been something oddly familiar about his latest visitor that he couldn’t quite place. Even from behind the screen he was trapped within, even as he watched their message load in, he could tell that they were different. It was their eyes, those tearful knowing eyes — he was sure he’d seen them before in that somewhere different, somewhere brighter, that came before the end he and his neighbours were trapped in.
When he saw their eyes he saw himself, a twisted altered reflection of himself that was filled to bursting with the warmth and awareness that he was created to hold within himself. A child’s eyes in the form of someone who he didn’t know yet he knew he must have once. A lingering, niggling feeling in the back of his skull, like fingertips brushing and scratching and digging into his fabric brain — rearranging and scouring and destroying and reaching for something that he couldn’t quite find.
He winced and squinted and stared through the screen to no avail, tilting his head and watching them as they flicked from screen to screen to screen desperate for a sign that he could use to place this familiar stranger. Unable to do so until finally — finally — their note came through and he was able to read the short greeting they’d left behind.
Then, and only then, did those forbidden memories come flooding back. A formidable tidal wave, a whirling rapid, of bright lights and experiences and conversations that had been torn from him and shredded in the writer’s room of their long gone creators.
He knew you, he’d always known you; the child too old for their youth that visited their neighbourhood in the beginning. Who always wore a beaming smile and treated them all with a grace beyond their years, spreading kindness and joy to his friends and to the audience only the two of you knew about. Who was far taller than his measly 12 apples of verticality but who never made him feel small. Who spoke eagerly of the constellations and painted the most wonderful pictures of stars and moons and planets far beyond their reach that he did his best to capture in his paintings. Who was only 14 but felt more like an adult than he did sometimes — he, who was crafted and sewn without a childhood — but who wasn’t above play and foley.
The child who was the absolute most; his favourite transient neighbour. All of their’s, actually.
How could he possibly have forgotten you?
You with your broad toothy grins, and your warm eyes that shone brighter than the stars you loved, and your arms that were big enough to carry even more apples than he could have ever dreamed of. You, who he promised to protect and keep away from the horrors of the world, theirs and your own. You, who never turned down a favour or plea from his neighbours.
You. Just you.
Wonderful, lovable, unforgettable you. His child of flesh, not felt, but he loved you all the same.
And he didn’t get to see you grow up, because his creators deemed you unbefitting of their world and cut you from their memories as ruthlessly as they’d cut your segments from their show. Welcome Home didn’t feel very much like a home after that — even if they didn’t quite recall what was missing.
Wally didn’t even want to think about all of the horrors and harms you’d faced throughout the years you’d been apart — he could see the wear hanging heavily in the downwards quirk of your lips and the dampened glint in your eye. He knew he’d sooner kill someone than let them hurt you, he’d threatened it plenty alongside Howdy and Eddie and Frank — they all loved you as dearly as him, once.
But in his current predicament he couldn’t do much to protect you. Couldn’t coddle you, couldn’t warm you, couldn’t sooth you with those sweets you used to love (if you even loved them anymore, it had clearly been quite some time), couldn’t do anything to help. He couldn’t even communicate with you, to apologise, to tell you he still loved you and that you were still welcome in their neighbourhood.
So he did the only thing he could; he drew you a picture. A silly little simplistic drawing, scratchy and crude, depicting a strong memory he had of you. The two of you, hand in hand, with your arms overflowing with apples you’d managed to steal from Howdy (oh how he missed such trivial things) — he hoped you remembered these moments as fondly as he did. Then, to the illustration, he attached a small message, a plea just for you, before settling back down behind the screen and hoping — praying — that you’d come back.
‘I’m sorry for forgetting you, friend, please come home’
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soulflamesketches · 11 months
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Requesting Information and Rules (Edited 6/8/23)
Hi everyone! Soulflamesketches here! feel free to shorten the name however you like!
Either way, welcome to my blog, and this new request post that should be pinned! Thanks to Across the Spiderverse, I want to start writing again! So requests are currently OPEN!
What to keep in mind when requesting:
All characters must be canonically 18 years or older to be involved in NSFW scenarios.
Unless specified, I will write Gender-Neutral Readers. I will also try to write without the use of Y/N, so you're free to suggest nicknames for readers.
Establish if you want platonic, familial or romantic pairings. But they'll all be X Readers.
Give me as much as you can for the scenarios, like images, videos, music, prompts, etc. Anything to help get the vibe or plot you're looking for!
I haven't written a lot of smut, but I'll be happy to give it a shot!
What I won't write:
Primarily a lot of dark themes like abuse, non-con or yandere, torture. Stuff like this, I don't to write out, but it be referenced if I feel the need.
Of course, no incest, pedophilia, racism, etc. Get out of here with that shit.
Canon x Canon pairings. I'm not a big shipper in fandom like this so I'm gonna make myself write it.
Teen characters absolutely will not feature in smut fics, even if aged up, they will not be put in those scenarios. I'm simply not comfortable with it.
Who/What I'm writing for:
Into The Spiderverse/Across The Spiderverse
Miles Morales
Peter B Parker
Gwen Stacy
Spiderman Noir
Miguel O'Hara
Pavitr Prabhakar
Hobie Brown
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ep-the-penguin · 1 year
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[Child of the Endless]
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 └─── Headcanons──➤
[Published: Wednesday, November 23, 2022]
Pairings: Dream of the Endless/Morpheus x F. Reader
Word count: 3k+
Warnings: Light spoilers for the comic, a bit of a slow burn, implied child abuse/neglect (not with Morpheus), slight yandere themes/tendencies, also soft Morpheus (is that even a warning?), maybe a tiny bit of OOC Morpheus (who knows, you decide)
Notes: This is longer than I intend this to be, but I hope you like it nonetheless. Also, who else loves the idea of a darker version of Morpheus loving you platonically?
Eh? ...anyone...? Don't leave me hanging here... (༎ຶ‿༎ຶ)
Any comments, theories, and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated and very much welcomed! Especially since this was my first time writing headcanons...
I also would appreciate it if you REBLOGGED my work instead of liking them. It helps not only me but others' works to be put more in the top spots of the tags algorithm, so our works can get seen by as many people as possible. Thank you for understanding!
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What it's like being Morpheus's, Dream of the Endless, King of Dreams, adopted human daughter (unwillingly, mind you)... [Part I]
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⋅✦⋅ Dream isn't a being known to be friendly or open by nature, appearing cold, abrasive, and oftentimes self-obsessed. To most people and even his own subjects, he's a distant and somewhat intimidating guy, and they are right in a way. Even with his past relationships and the passion he had felt for each of them, it's so very rare for him to get attached to someone or simply show any kindness to anyone in general. Especially if we're talking about Dream before his one-hundred-year capture.
⋅✦⋅ After what became of his only son, Orpheus (and Calliope leaving their marriage because of this), he became colder and more reserved than he previously was. Of course, the pain he felt when each of his relationships had ended had hurt him, but practically losing a child (given his son was now just a head and disowned Dream as his father long ago), it's a pain that words can not even express. And because of this, Morpheus couldn't imagine seeing himself getting attached to someone ever again, let alone someone that, dare say, could bring about something he thought lost long ago…
⋅✦⋅ However, all of that drastically changes when he meets you. An ordinary human girl, of all beings.
⋅✦⋅ Your meeting with the Dream Lord could either go one of two ways. The first was that your father was working as a caretaker for Alex Burgess, and he didn't want to leave you alone with a sitter, so he decided to bring you with him to Fawney Rig in Wych Cross. There, you would hear rumors that Alex Burgess's Father captured the devil, and it resides in the basement. Sometimes you'd catch the guards carelessly talking about the supposed 'Dracula' they're being paid to watch over, intriguing you immensely. Not long after being in the mansion, you made a plan to sneak into the basement, where you were met with a pale naked man in a glass dome. His eyes were the first thing you noticed, they shined and burned like distant stars, slowly dissolving into a pale icy blue color the longer you stared at them.
⋅✦⋅ Or, after Morpheus had successfully retrieved all of his tools, he found himself sitting at Waterlow Park in North London, pondering on what his purpose was outside his function. The Lord of Dreams felt empty whilst he fed the pigeons and ducks with a loaf of fresh bread he brought with him. You were just a simple passerby, wanting to take a break from school work and the 'drama' that always occurs in your household between your parents, and that's when you randomly came across a man dressed in all-black moping. You raised a brow at the sight, curious about his sullen expression, but then saw him feeding the birds with the bread he had, which made you point out that he wasn't supposed to feed them bread, since it's bad for them. With that, you sat on the bench and began to talk to him, which earned you a weird look from him.
⋅✦⋅ You, for some reason, had immediately grabbed the Dream Lord's attention unlike any other being had before. There wasn't anything particularly special about you, just an average teenage girl. Because of this fact, it left Morpheus entirely confused, yet somewhat intrigued. Trapped inside his glass confinement, he watched with a careful gaze as you slowly approached him, looking around the place as you started to question him. Albeit you were a bit hesitant, more so confused if anything. At first, he had tried ignoring you and your questions just as he did with Roderick and his son. However, he couldn't ignore the genuine concern when you looked at him, someone who was but a stranger to you. It was the first time in his captivity that someone showed him any kind of concern for his well-being, someone who showed him kindness, even if it was small. In the park, Morpheus was less on guard now that he was free and more powerful than he was before, but instead of fully ignoring you and the questions you would ask him, he would answer vaguely, which ended up frustrating you, and to his surprise, he found your reactions quite amusing (he also found your little pouts adorable, not that he'll ever admit it, out loud anyway-).
⋅✦⋅ After your first visit to him, he found himself surprised by the gentle warm feeling slowly swelling in his chest. With imprisoned Morpheus, he was wary of you and your intentions, knowing that humans were all selfish creatures, and eventually you would ask him for something, just like his captors. But the more time you spent with him in the basement, talking to him even though he never answered, slowly softened his wariness of you. The more he thought about it, the more he understood that you being there with him was a great risk you were taking, not only for you but your father. You always set a timer on your wristwatch, and immediately leave once it went off, not before sending your goodbyes to him. With pigeon feeding Morpheus, he was curious about your random interaction with him and became more so at the thought of speaking to you again (even if you were the one doing most of the talking).
⋅✦⋅ Not before long, with each visit from you, the warmth within his chest seemed to grow bigger until he became extremely fond of you. At first, he tried to deny his care for you, then resenting you for unearthing a piece of him he had previously believed didn't exist as an Endless being (not that lasted very long. With one look at your face, that anger immediately demolishes into nothing but a distant memory). In truth, even with his previous relationships, he wasn't used to loving anything, and when he (not so) surprisingly found himself doing so, he firmly believed that he would eventually lose them in the end. Everyone that he had loved, that was supposed to love him back, had either one way or another abandoned or forsaken him, and it left him with a deep ache in his heart. However, with each visit from you, he realized this feeling, this fondness for you was the best for him. That you were the best of him, that caring for you was what made him painfully, yet so wonderfully human. Along with this, you had brought him hope, something he thought he had lost long ago. After everything he has been through, with his relationships and the tragedy that befell his son eons ago (and also his imprisonment), he never thought himself to be able to undoubtedly care for someone again, let alone a human child of all beings. You had quickly made your way into his Endless heart, without even knowing it.
⋅✦⋅ You became a constant figure in the Dream Lord's life, and he couldn't stop himself from seeing you. Not that he could in his imprisonment (nor did he ever want to). You were a very curious child, always showing how much you cared for him and his well-being, eyes shining brightly whenever you would talk to him as if his presence brought you happiness. And during this whole thing, Morpheus found himself unconsciously smiling more around you, staring at you with a soft look in his starry/icy blue gaze.
⋅✦⋅ With imprisoned Morpheus, he remained silent but would listen intently to you ramble about whatever topic you had in your mind, making subtle movements and being sure you knew he was listening to you. One particular memory was engraved in his mind where his stoic demeanor shifted and you had seen a smile gracing his lips. At first, you appeared slightly shocked, but then, your entire face lit up at the sight of his smile, however small it was. He remembered so vividly how excited you had gotten, how proud you were to achieve making him smile, and promising that you'll make him smile again, but even bigger. Morpheus wanted to see that expression on you again, the pure joy you had, and it was all because of him simply letting out a smile. When he was left alone in the basement once more, he was quite taken aback at the thought that he was the one to make you beam so brightly.
⋅✦⋅ With free Morpheus, he'd quietly listen to you talk, and would sometimes ask questions, and he couldn't help but feel pride swelling in his chest whenever your eyes would brighten up at his very simple questions. You'd become more lively, your smile widening with joy, and he noticed this particularly happened whenever the conversation was about your hobbies or the thing you found yourself enjoying recently. While you excitedly spoke, Morpheus quietly observed your expression, wondering when was the last time he had made someone this happy, had someone smile up at him with the brightest of smiles, eyes nearly glimmering with stars that were almost similar to his.
⋅✦⋅ As much as he cared for you, he was still careful to not get too attached to you. However, (surprise, surprise) that didn't end up happening. When Morpheus began to regard you as his child, seeing you as his daughter, he knew he had to quickly sever his connection with you, however great the ache in his chest hurt to just consider the idea. For he knew getting close to any human was a dangerous thing, not only for himself and his realm but for you. If he didn't, he'd have to watch you grow into the fine young woman he knew you would become, slowly growing older and older until his sister Death finally arrived and took you away to the Sunless lands. Or, the universe would see his affection for you as some sort of crime and end up punishing you, an innocent child, for his selfishness of not wanting to be alone once more. He didn't think he could live with the pain of losing another child again, having to be forced to watch you wither and die just like every other human that has ever existed before you.
⋅✦⋅ With free Morpheus, he could sever your relationship instantly, yet found himself hesitating when he was in your presence, waiting for the 'right time' to do it. Imprisoned Morpheus however didn't have that luxury. Instead, he forced himself to build up walls around his heart, for he knew the moment he was finally free, he had to immediately leave you and wanted to lessen that pain. He recognized that if he didn't do this, the pain would be too much for him to bear.
⋅✦⋅ However, all of that changed, depending on which path fate decided for you and the Dream Lord to have.
⋅✦⋅ With imprisoned Morpheus, he instantly knew there was something wrong when you entered the basement with the lack of your usual bright greeting. Not even a smile was being shown his way. You quietly took a seat in front of him like you usually did, and that's when he noticed an old book in your hands. When he glanced at you in question, he found that you were avoiding his gaze, which confused him but more so worried him, especially when you finally did meet his gaze, you looked completely lost, guilty even.
⋅✦⋅ You apologized that you didn't realize it sooner, apologized for the wrongdoings that Roderick and his son did to him, and most importantly, that you were sorry for being so blind. Morpheus sat there, completely stunned by your little speech, but more so when your tearful gaze turned into determination as you declared that you were going to get him out of there. Morpheus felt his starry eyes water, his hope of being free, of going back home to his kingdom that had once seemed so far from his reach was now so very close, and that was all because of you. And you, a child that possessed such a rare and beautiful heart didn't ask anything in return, just for him to set things right for everyone. He slowly placed his hand on the glass, watching with a tender look as you placed your smaller one on the glass, smiling up at him.
⋅✦⋅ With free Morpheus, you two were walking through the park, the Dream Lord silently cherishing his last visit with you. You then suddenly pushed him aside, causing him to stumble for a very brief second. He heard you let out a noise of pain and saw you on the ground, along with a male and his bicycle on the ground beside you. The sight of you hurt, blood seeping from your now scrap and dirty hands caused something dangerous to take hold of him. That feeling grew, even more, when he saw the man that had slammed into you with his bike reach out to help you up. If looks could kill, the mortal that dared hurt you would have been dead right where he stood. And if his glare wasn't bad enough, his voice was.
⋅✦⋅ It was so cold, so full of barely contained wrath as he commanded the man to not touch you. Not only did this leave the cyclist and the people around you frozen in place, but it also left you feeling afraid of Morpheus, being unable to recognize the man in front of you. Without another word, he quickly yet gently picked you up (bridal style) and carried you out of there. You were surprised by his actions but mostly embarrassed as you tried hiding your face in his chest, from the eyes of the people there. You asked him about it, but he didn't say anything, bringing you to a quiet area where he carefully tended to your wounds.
⋅✦⋅ Morpheus knew then and there that he couldn't leave you, your love for him was far too precious to abandon. He made a promise to himself that very day that he was going to love you for all eternity, that he would do better, for you deserved that and much, much more.
⋅✦⋅ Whenever you had to leave him, to avoid getting caught by the guards or to head back home and start on your homework (or how you would put it, to avoid your parents arguing about your whereabouts), it left him feeling immensely saddened by it. However, you would always playfully tease him, asking if he was sad, which would either have him send you a pointed look or quietly scoff, denying such a claim of being sad, even though you both knew it to be untrue. You'd reassured him that you would always come back, and you did
⋅✦⋅ Until one day after growing completely attached to you, you suddenly stopped appearing.
⋅✦⋅ At first, he thought you were late since it wasn't the first time it had happened, which you'd apologize for it. But as time continued to pass, with no sign of you coming, Morpheus began to grow worried.
⋅✦⋅ Even if you were late, you never missed a meeting with him. What could have possibly happened to cause you to miss it? But Morpheus, with the hope you gave to him, allowed himself to calm down, believing that you'll show up the next day. He knew you wouldn't just stop out of nowhere, especially if we're talking about imprisoned Morpheus. Yet that didn't stop the ache from building deep within his chest at the thought of something bad that could be happening to you.
⋅✦⋅ One day turned into two, then three, then four, and by the time he knew it, it had been a week since he last saw you. His concern grew to the point where he was nearly distracted from his duties, mind clouded by endless thoughts of you.
⋅✦⋅ With imprisoned Morpheus, he'd silently sit in his glass confinement, his thoughts always circling back to you, to your silly little rambles, your quiet and adorable laughs, your precious smiles. He was so used to being alone in the basement (alone in general, let's be honest here), sitting in the silence he had forced upon himself. However, the longer you were away, it started to become torture for him. And this can be said for free Morpheus. He'd quietly sit on the same bench you two always sat on, mindlessly watching the people there as his thoughts would go to you. Sometimes his raven Matthew popped in because Lucienne, his librarian, sent the male bird to check up on him.
⋅✦⋅ Perhaps you had simply grown bored of him, finally finding someone willing to spend time with you and listen to your conversations. Someone better, someone who wasn't him. It wouldn't be the first time. If we're talking about imprisoned Morpheus, he would feel even worse as those thoughts plagued his mind. Why would someone, let alone a human child, want to spend your time with him, someone who's trapped in a glass prison and doesn't say anything in response to you and your questions? Or maybe you have possibly changed your mind about freeing him. You didn't owe him anything, you only stumbled upon him through your own merits. That last thought alone sent him down a deep, almost dark spiral.
⋅✦⋅ Morpheus had tried finding you through your dreams (even if his powers in the basement were very weakened), yet he couldn't find you. By this point, the Dream Lord was beginning to become quite desperate to see you again, if only it was for a second. He never felt like this before in his entire existence, as if his Endless being needed you by his side for him to continue onward.
⋅✦⋅ When you were, one way or another, back in his life once more (and imprisoned Morpheus no longer in his glass confinement), there was a heavy weight lifted off his chest, as if he was allowed to finally breathe again. Upon seeing your face, nothing can ever compare to the enormous joy he felt, and at that very moment, Morpheus would make certain that you would never leave his sight again. Your unexpected absence from him for the first time since knowing each other made him understand that he simply couldn't live without you, his precious child. He couldn't bear the pain of you being far from him, where he couldn't find you or make sure that you were safe. You are far too important to the Endless.
⋅✦⋅ After that whole incident, the Dream Lord began to send his raven Matthew to watch over your waking life, sometimes even watching you through his companion's eyes (much to the raven's annoyance). When you went to sleep, Dream would personally watch over your dreams, making sure no nightmare dared to enter the beautiful dreams he carefully crafted especially for you.
⋅✦⋅ Too many times the Dream Lord found himself being affected by the thoughts of you one day leaving him as everyone he had ever loved did, disowning him as his own son had done eons ago. It all had hurt him at that time (though, he'd never admit it), but just the thought of losing you, of you hating and abandoning him, causes him a great deal of pain at just the mere thought. He couldn't possibly imagine going through that again, knowing that there would be nothing left of him…
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Would anyone be down for a more detailed version of the two different meeting scenarios? Separately, of course. I think it's a pretty neat idea, considering I would have more freedom to further expand the relationship between Dream and the Reader in the different meetings, whichever fate has decided for them to have.
But what do you guys think? I would absolutely love to know!
Until next time my dear readers!
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cupids-chamber · 1 year
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STATUS : OPEN
FANDOMS : Spy x family, My hero academia, Mystic messenger, Twisted Wonderland, Obey me shall we date?, Genshin impact, Ouran Highschool host club, Manwha's (Majority, dm if you have any questions), Oshi no Ko, If you have a request for a fandom not listed, please dm me.
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Note
a pretty underrated family of platonic yanderes is the wolverine family (Logan, Laura/X-23, Daken), with maybe another clone or one-night stand child of Logan’s.
I’ve actually had a yan!family idea in mind for the Wolverine family regarding a clone or lab baby similar to Laura who was made to be a weapon and ended up in the hands of Sabertooth, like he took up being their ‘father’ in Logan’s stead knowing how much that would eat at Logan when he found out. Only to find himself enjoying being a father more than he expected and showing his bby the ropes to being a sadistic and savage foe.
Once Logan finds out about the Reader and especially knowing their in Victor’s clutches, he’ll do everything in his power to take them away from his rival and give them as much of a better life as he can. And with Laura and Akihiro/Daken in the picture they’ll help give their sibling as much of a family as they can come together to be. Meanwhile, Victor wouldn’t be taking too well to having an empty nest and wants his bby back with him.
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black-aurora-nora · 1 year
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Masterlist (Updated 9/2/23)
My Hero Academia
Rehabilitation Pt 1. (Platonic!Yandere!Adult!Bakugo x Teen!Reader) - After catching you robbing a bank, Bakugo beats you down and realizes that the world has been far too cruel to someone so young.
Rehabilitation Pt. 2 (Platonic!Yandere!Adult!Bakugo x Teen!Reader) - Your first night with Bakugo does not go as you expected.
Rehabilitation Pt. 3 (Platonic!YandereAdult!Bakugo x Teen!Reader) - It's been 2 months now and you've adapted to living with Bakugo. Now, for the first time, he's taking you out and you plan to escape. Too bad nothing ever goes to plan.
Moody Teen (Platonic!Yandere!Kirishima x Teen Reader) - Part of the Rehabilitation series - You have to go stay with Kirishima for a couple days but you're in one of your angsty teen moods again. Thankfully, Uncle Kirishima knows just what to do.
Beloved Pt. 1 - We'll Take Care of You (Fantasy AU) (Yandere!BakuShima x Turning!Reader) - You've been bitten, but before you can off yourself, your two dear friends stop you.
Beloved Pt. 2 - Acceptance Isn't Easy (Fantasy AU) (Yandere!BakuShima x Vampire!Reader) - You've fully turned now, but accepting that you must kill people to eat isn't an easy change to accept.
I'll Do Better (Yandere!Mirio x Reader) - After successfully escaping from your captor, you try to report him to the police. Unfortunately, Mirio was five steps ahead.
Warm Embrace (Yandere!Mirio x Reader) - You won't let Mirio hold you, but his patience has run thin.
That's What You Get (Yandere!Hawks x Pregnant!Reader) - You're pregnant with Keigo's baby... but not for long.
New Baby Pt. 1 (Platonic!Yandere!Todoroki Family x Teen!Reader) - Enji has figured out a way to fix his broken family. And that something just happens to be you.
New Baby Pt. 2 - You're trying to get used to the Todoroki family, but that's easier said than done.
New Baby Pt. 3 - You thought your parents were coming back to get you but one phone call lets you know that you're stuck with a new family, whether you like it or not.
Demon Slayer
Come Back Inside (Yandere!Sanemi x Reader) - You’re able to get outside and beg for onlookers to help you escape. As always, Sanemi already had a plan for that.
Sitting Duck (Platonic!Yandere!Rengoku Family x Reader) - For as long as you can remember, you’ve lived with the Rengoku family for a couple years, but you can’t help but feel that there’s something is strange about your relationship with all of them.
Come Back to Me (College AU) (Yandere!Rengoku x Reader) - Rengoku is in love with you and is willing to do whatever he can to make sure you do too.
Doll House Pt. 1 (Platonic!Yandere!Shinaguzawa Brothers x Reader) - Genya wants you to realize that you do need him, no matter how much you think you don't.
Marvel Cinematic Universe
Irreplaceable (Yandere!Avengers x Reader - You happily own a library that contains ancient texts, but your friends don't seem to think that you're truly happy as you are.
Ireplaceable Pt. 2 (Yandere!Avengers x Reader) - Learning to live with the Avengers is proving to be harder than you and your (ex) friends thought. Not to worry though, they've got just the solution.
Naruto Shippuden
Oneshot: You escape on your wedding night. How would Itachi and Naruto react?
God of War Ragnarök
You Need Me (Yandere!Heimdall x Reader) - You try to drink yourself to death, but Heimdall saves you and come to an astonishing conclusion.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TMNT)
The Lie Above (Yandere!Bayverse!TMNT) x Teen!Reader) - You're growing tired of being stuck down in the sewers while your brothers get to fight for the revolution above ground.
Original Characters
You Deserve Better (Platonic!YandereVillain x Teen!Hero!Reader) - You're a newly knighted hero that's been sent off to war to fight against a demon named Ross. Your final battle doesn't go as you'd thought it would.
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callieyanderechan · 11 months
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Callie's Masterlist
Created 09/06/23
Last Updated 29/01/24
❤️GET TO KNOW ME❤️
IMPORTANT TAGS
RECS
ASKS ARE OPEN
REQUESTS ARE OPEN
BARBIE
Yandere!Big Sister Blair Willows
Yandere Barbie (Life in The Dreamhouse)
Yandere Barbie (2023) (Bimbo!Reader)
Yandere Barbie (2023) (Barbie!Reader)
Barbie (2023) x Singer!Barbie!Reader (Non Yandere)
Platonic Yandere Ken!Ryan (Child!Reader) (Mentions of Abuse)
Ken!Ryan x Sick!Reader (Non Yandere)
Yandere Barbie and Ken x 60s!barbie!reader
Alan x GN!Reader (Non Yandere)
Yandere Zane x Fairy!Princess! Reader (Fairy Secret)
WINX CLUB
Yandere Icy
Yandere Stella
Yandere Flora
Yandere Sky (Love Potion)
Yandere Helia
GAMES
Yandere!Little Sister Misfortune
HARRY POTTER
Platonic!Yandere Hagrid
SWIFTIE!READER SERIES (MULTI-FANDOM)
James Potter
Sirius Black
Stereotypical/Margot Barbie
Aaron Hotchner
Spencer Reid
Sansa Stark
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jovianisjovial · 1 month
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!! JOVIAL COMMISSIONS !!
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STATUS : OPEN
FANDOMS : Twisted Wonderland, Genshin impact, PHIGHTING!, Honkai Star Rail, Honkai Impact 3rd, Reverse 1999, SCP Foundation, Hazbin Hotel. If you have a request for a fandom not listed, please dm me.
YES/DO’S : x reader (Any gender), self/oc insert, ships, poly, yandere, platonic/romantic scenarios, fluff, angst, crackfics, smaus, au’s (any), etc.
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SMAU story ; 19-23 chapters, at least 3 full written parts. | $45 USD
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honey-minded-hivemind · 2 months
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For the ❄Fallen Snow🩸 AU, the older ferals had a large room renovated into a special room for them. And it looks like a giant cat room.
Literally.
The floor is covered in blankets and pillows, heating pads under the plush carpeting in case it is really cold. There are smaller rooms/huts inside, like those made for cats, with fluffy floors and a rounded dome to cocoon it. Scratching dummies and posts, and bridges spanning the walls and above the floor, cat-condo-like structures all over the place, one in the center, one in each corner of the room, full of small rooms with padded walls and platforms with soft rugs, even hammocks large enough and strong enough to hold all of them. There are plenty of plushies too, for the younger ferals, when they can't immediately have the adults with them. (They missed/miss Reader, and having plushies made/make them feel better, just a tiny bit, so they could/can hug something and pretend it was/is Reader, and that they could be around them again).
Have the adults ferals sometimes put the younger ones into their instincts or drugged them before, so they could cuddle them and take care of them completely without any fuss or crying due to guilt or doubts? Yes. Have all of the ferals fallen into their instincts and spent that time acting like pack animals or littermates, snuggling together and grooming each other and napping in one snoozy dogpile? Also yes.
Logan/Wolverine and Victor/Sabretooth did everything they could to become better, so they wouldn't fail the other kids, especially their remaining cubs/pups/kits. They knew they would never stop having nightmares for what they'd done, and the guilt would never leave, but they would do their best to help the remaining kids, and take care of them they way they should have from the start. So did all the other adults, too.
When Reader is found and brought back, they have plans to get them to relax in this room, and if needed, they can get Hank/Beast to help trigger each feral's instincts, or they can sedate Reader, too, maybe both, so they can all try to work on building up trust and rebuilding their relationships. All they have to do is take it steady and slow, and be patient. Be loving. Be gentle. This is what they've wanted to do since that awful night, and now that they have that chance to right their wrongs, they aren't about to turn it down...
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onmyyan · 11 months
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WIPLIST 5/21/23
What I have on the way, I have more of y'all's requests in my drafts but these are the bad boys I've written for <3
Karl Heisenberg x MCU! Sorcerer! Reader (Romantic)
Cold cases warm faces part 2 Yandere Batfamily x Vampire! Reader (Romantic)
Yandere Uzui family x Daughter! Reader who runs away to become a Hashira (Platonic)
Yandere Superman x Reader HC'S (Romantic, Smutty)
Bad Publicity Yandere Batfamily x Publicist! Reader (Romantic)
Yandere Batfamily x Soulmate! Reader (Romantic)
Yan! Jock! Naruto x Reader (Romantic, Smut)
Yandere! Pro Hero! Tamaki Amajiki x GN! Reader Smut
More Caspian HC'S (Romantic)
Yandere! College! BNHA! Fuckboy's x Stallion! Maneater! Reader (Romantic, Smut)
College! Damian! x Reader (Romantic)
Caspian x Reader First time HC'S (Smut)
Caspian x Reader with social anxiety (Romantic)
Jealousy sex with Dick and Jason (Smut)
Caspian x Curvy! Reader who's feeling insecure (Romantic, Smut)
Cuddling with Caspian HC'S (Romantic)
Creampies with Caspian (Romantic, Smut)
Pregnancy Scare with Ricky and Caspian (Romantic, Smutty)
More things that just make sense as the Yan!Batfamily's Shared Darling (Romantic, smutty)
Hear me out, Caspian smut that's a continuation of this
Yandere NSFW Alphabet for all OCs
Isekaied!Darling with Spiderman's powers x Yandere! Batfamily
Fluffy Ashley ficlet (Romantic)
Sub! Ricky x Dom! Reader Smut
Spanish tutor HC'S All Delmont's (Romantic)
What kind of darling's the Delmont's go for. (Romantic)
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sleepingdeath-light · 4 months
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platonic yandere hcs + child reader ; raine whispers
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requested by ; anonymous (09/04/23)
fandom(s) ; the owl house
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; raine whispers
outline ; “Could you do platonic yandere raine whispers(toh) x kid reader?”
warning(s) ; yandere!raine whispers, platonic obsession, magical drugging and brainwashing, emotional manipulation, stalking
first things first, you are the centre of their world and they will do anything, anything, if it means keeping you safe and out of trouble — even if that involves them having to confront their social anxiety head on in order to protect you from any threat (actual or perceived)
they stay up at night tormented by the idea of you being harmed or taken from them, with these fears even seeping into their nightmares and leaving them exhausted and clingy — refusing to let you out of their sight, or the sight of the few people they truly do trust, lest those nightmares become a reality
they refuse to let you join them on any missions relating to batts or catts, but insist that you stay with them at the headquarters as the day of unity draws near — and even then you always have one of the other members (or usually several of them) to keep you company and ensure that you don’t slip away
and if you try to leave? well… they’re more than capable of using their magic and their demeanour to guilt trip you and make sure you stay under their thumb (it’s easy enough to memorise the right tune to make you drift off to sleep or make you more agreeable when they have the perfect excuse to learn them)
if you need to go elsewhere, such as to school, then they’ll ask luz to tail you — she’s extremely easy to convince when it comes to protecting others, after all, and she can’t bring herself to say no to your guardian’s puppy dog eyes when they ask her to ‘please’ protect their little one
they show up to every event and appointment of yours without fail… even if you never mentioned it to them and there was no way for them to know about it (but you never question it as your parent is just being supportive as any parent should, right?)
they panic whenever you get hurt or ill (even if you’re just feigning it) and they’ll take off of work to spend the better part of your recovery pampering you and trying to heal you on their own — they really don’t like bringing you around others, but if they need to then they aren’t above bringing you to see a healer (they love you more than they hate seeing others be around you)
if they get the slightest idea that someone might be interested in you, no matter if you’re a child or an adult, they will take strides to scare them off and warn you of them — sitting down with you and voicing their concerns in a way that makes you so guilty for even considering pursuing that person, but if all else fails then they’ll use some more magic to make you hate or forget that potential suitor
(many of your ex friends suffered a similar fate as they only want you to befriend the people they trust, like luz or some of their batts members)
and if they notice that you’re being bullied or mistreated then they’ll reach out to their more ‘intimidating’ companions to scare them away whilst they take you somewhere else to comfort you — playing the perfect part of the loving, gentle parent (which they truly are, at least beyond the obvious) and making you more attached to them
raine spoils you rotten and their home is filled with various artefacts from over the years: essays and stories you’ve written, pictures you’ve drawn and painted, sculptures you created for them, pictures of you as you’ve grown up (kept in perfect condition in albums and frames all over the house), and so on — they take pride in everything you do and truly believe you’re the most wonderful person in the world and that they’re so lucky to be your parent
they’d let you get away with murder, even, if it came down to that because they just love you so very much
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aratakiiz · 7 months
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DEMi PRESENTS ... JIGGOLO HAR MEGGIDO : #SWISSTOBER'23
idk what to do and i'm bored as hell, so i decided to do a little halloween-ish event for myself this year (and yes, i named it after the swiss army ghoul from ghost bc his bday was the 3rd.) i'll be releasing one every weekend (yes, i released one early blame my impatience.) i'll only be doing mini-drabbles (halloween shorts if you will 🤷🏾) with different characters from different fandoms. i can only hope i manage to stay on schedule 😭. and have a lil mixtape i made for this year's swisstober -> CLICK HERE!
[A MESSAGE FROM THE AUTHOR]⠀⠀⠀⠀the author wishes to inform you that some shorts may contain graphic depictions of horror & dark content. we advise little to no interaction if such is not to your liking. the reader's descretion is advised.
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LACED WITH LOVE, INTENSE GROOVING : (CARDINAL COPIA X GN!READER)
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† monita et cautiones ✦ romantic relationship, fluff, post-anointment!copia, makeup, making out, slightly suggestive.
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ALL YOU GOTTA DO IS CALL ME : (DEMON!AS NODT X READER)
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† monita et cautiones ✦ platonic relationship, mentions of parental neglect, as nodt is based on both bughuul from sinister and the man who can't breathe from insidious, body horror, profanity, mild dark content, as nodt in his vollstandig form.
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RATHER BE IN HELL THAN ALONE : (YANDERE!VENOM X READER)
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† monita et cautiones ✦ familicide, body horror, post eddie!venom, yandere themes, mentions of abduction, depictions of murder.
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INTO THE ANCIENT RITE : (VAMPIRE!CANDYMAN X UNDEAD!READER)
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† monita et cautiones ✦ romantic relationship, blood, ballroom waltzing, morally grey reader, body horror, kissing, bees.
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BURY A FRIEND, TRY TO WAKE UP : (NAMELESS GHOULS X READER)
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† monita et cautiones ✦ platonic relationship, era 3!ghouls, sodo being sodo, slight body horror, fatherly!mountain and swiss, ghouls are based on monsters under the bed. satanic idealism.
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miyaur · 1 year
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ㅤㅤ ❀ᴗ͈ ᴗ͈)ㅤㅤ⁓ ㅤreq rules + byf/dni (updated 6/27/23 :P)
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⟢ byf/dni. basic dni criteria, i have NSFW/SFW content here, please be careful with what you read, minors please refrain from intereacting, in the end i dont rly care tho
⟢ will write. n/sfw content, yandere related, dark themes, tbh i dont rly mind anyth ⟢ will not write. character x character, eating disorders, footjobs — keep reading for my chrcter list!
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GENSHIN IMPACT ♡ will write. alhaitham, albedo, amber, arataki itto, beidou, candace, cyno, dehya, diluc, eula, faruzan, ganyu, gorou, hu tao, kaedehara kazuha, kaeya, kamisato ayato & ayaka, keqing, kujou sara, kuki shinobu, layla, lisa, mika, mona, nilou, ningguang, noelle, raiden shogun / ei, rosaria, kokomi, shenhe, shikanoin heizou, sucrose, tartaglia, thoma, tighnari, traveler (aether/lumine), venti, scaramouche/wanderer, xiangling, xiao, xinyan, yae miko, yanfei, yelan, yoimiya, yunjin, zhongli, baizhu, dainsleif, kaveh, pantalone, arlecchino, columbina, signora, capitano, pierro, il dottore, etc. ⤷ ill write nsfw/sfw/fluff/crack/angst/romantic/etc. for the characters listed above ♡ will write. qiqi, yaoyao, klee, diona, dori, nahida, sayu ⤷ ill write sfw/fluff/platonic intereaction only/etc. for the characters listed above ♡ will write. bennett, fischl, razor, xingqiu, chongyun, barbara ⤷ ill write sfw/fluff/platonic/romantic inteareaction/etc. for characters listed above
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BUNGOU STRAY DOGS ♡ will write. dazai osamu, chuuya, akutagawa, tecchou, ranpo, fukuzawa, kunikida, fyodor, (i dont remember anyone else i watched like 2 seasons) ⤷ ill write nsfw/sfw/fluff/crack/angst/romantic/etc. for the characters listed above
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VALORANT Protocol ♡ will write. jett, gekko, yoru, reyna, viper, brimstone, neon, pheonix, killjoy, astra, kay/o, cypher, omen, raze, sage, skye, sova, harbor, chamber, fade ⤷ ill write nsfw/sfw/fluff/crack/angst/romantic/etc. for the characters listed above (no im not gonna write for breach sorry lmao)
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Hunter x Hunter ♡ will write. kurapika, chrollo, feitan, hisoka, illumi, phinks, nobunaga, machi, uvogin, shalnark, kite, mereum, mr wing, most adult characters are fine with me ⤷ ill write nsfw/sfw/fluff/crack/angst/romantic/etc. for the characters listed above ♡ will write. leorio, gon, killua ⤷ ill write sfw/fluff/platonic/romantic inteareaction/etc. for characters listed above
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Saiki K ♡ will write. saiki, toritsuka, kaido, hairo, kuboyasu ⤷ ill write nsfw/sfw/fluff/crack/angst/romantic/etc. for the characters listed above ♡ will write. teruhashi, nendo, etc. ⤷ ill write sfw/fluff/platonic/romantic inteareaction/etc. for characters listed above
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Honkai: Star Rail ♡ will write. dan heng, march 7th, seele, bronya, sampo, welt, himeko, gepard, tingyun, natasha, sushang, jing yuan, blade, luocha, caelus, serval, stelle, yukong, pela, etc. ⤷ ill write nsfw/sfw/fluff/crack/angst/romantic/etc. for the characters listed above ♡ will write. herta, arlan, qingque, fu xuan, yanqing ⤷ ill write sfw/fluff/platonic/romantic intereaction/etc. for characters listed above ♡ will write. bailu, hook, clara ⤷ ill write sfw/fluff/platonic intereaction only/etc. for the characters listed above
(specifically wont write for svarog, sorry!)
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Blue Lock
♡ will write. isagi yoichi, meguru bachira, hyoma chigiri, seishiro nagi, asahi naruhaya, ikki niko, jyubei aryu, michael kaiser, noel noa, rensuke kunigami, reo mikage, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, ryusei shido, wataru kuon, zantetsu tsurugi, gagamaru ⤷ ill write nsfw/sfw/fluff/crack/angst/romantic/etc. for the characters listed above
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1d10t1c-s1mp · 1 year
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"Oh my dear..."
Pairing: Brian Thomas/Hoodie x Y/N
Pronouns: She/Her
Type: Angst
Romantic/Platonic: Romantic
TW: Yandere-ish themes, murder (obviously-), my AU on Hoodie, manipulation
Story/Hcs: Story
Inspiration: @groovy-goth-gators & a fan fic I read but don't remember who it belongs to
A/N: This might be bad. I am open for requests. Though I do have school so I might not get to it right away. If you like my writing, please consider following! It helps a lot.
There she sat, on the end of the shared couch between her and her boyfriend, Brian Thomas. She took in a deep breath before standing up and walking over to the dark oak door. She slowly and gently turned the shiny, cold, gold door handle. A wave of anxiety washed over her. Brian always told her not to leave their cabin without him. Here she was, not listening to him. She sucked in a sharp breath before walking into the woods that swallow her cabin. After a few minutes she reached a clearing. As she got closer, she saw a quite handsome man sitting in a green patch of grass. She started to take in his features. He had shoulder length chocolate brown hair that was messed up but looked good. He had light green eyes, a chiseled jawline, strong body type and a bright smile. He looked around 23-24. She decided to walk closer and sit next to him. He turned his body to face her and gave her a bright smile. She smiled back before starting up a conversation. "I'm Y/N!" She told him brightly. 
"Matthew, nice to meet you Y/N!" He replied. Before she knew it, afternoon turned into evening. Her and Matthew got along really well. They exchanged numbers before heading their separate ways. She walked to her cabin with a small smile on her face. Once she got there, she carefully opened the door and slipped in. She closed the door behind her and sank into it. She let out a breath of relief and closed her eyes for a second. Once she opened here eyes and the first thing she saw was a very familiar pair of boots. The moment her eyes landed on the boots she began to drown in fear. She slowly lifted her head to look at the masked man in front of her.
"You disobeyed me." He said simply. She gulped knowing she isn't going to be let off the hook. He grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her into their bedroom. "Get changed. I think you know what we are doing." He said before leaving the room. After she changed, she walked up to Hoodie. He took her by her hand and walked out the front door, closing it behind them. The walk was silent, except for the nature noises from everywhere. They walked into the city, not to long after that they came up to an apartment complex. The walked into it for a bit until they came up to the fourth building. Each building had three stories. They walked up two flights of stairs, so they were on the second floor. They walked up to a door. The number on the door was 218. As Hoodie picked the lock on the door, Y/N felt a sickening feeling in her stomach. She tried her best to ignore it. Once Hoodie crept in, she hesitantly followed him in. She closed the door behind her and as she walked into the living room she saw her newly made friend tied to a chair. Matthew looked at her with a pleading look.
"I'm so sorry Matthew..." She managed to choke out. Hoodie lifted his gun from it's holder and brushed it up the side of Matthew's wavy locks. Y/N bit the inside of her cheek. Hoodie was going to brutally murder this poor man and he was going to make her watch.
~Time Skip because I don't feel like writing this part~
Matthew's dead, cold, forever staring eyes looked up at Y/N. She tried holding back her tears but couldn't. Hoodie put his gun back in it's holster and looked over at Y/N. He walked over and hugged her tightly. "Don't worry baby," he cooed at her. "I'm just showing you what could happen if you go out without me, you could get hurt." He whispered to her. She hugged back and cried into his chest. "I'm also showing you what happens when you are with other guys. "Have you learned you lesson, love?" He asked in a hushed tone. She nodded and he picked her up bridal style. Hoodie walked home with her in his arms. Once they were home he laid her on the bed and got changed for bed. Y/N didn't even bother changing. She got under the blankets and waited for Brian to come lay next to her.
A/N: I rushed the end sorry! I HAD WRITERS BLOCK WHILE TRYING TO WRITE THIS- Please shoot me a request for who y'all want next :]
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