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carnivorousyandeere · 3 months

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College Group 1 + Horror post made me think.... College Group + slasher darling... 😳

GOD THAT’S SO HOT. Thank you Anon 😩🤌✨

CW: blood, gore, murder, attempted murder, knives, hammers

Elena: Elena could smell others’ blood on you from a mile away. There’s something about the scent on you that’s like an incredibly sexy cologne. Mixed with your natural scent, it makes the hairs on her arms and neck stand, goosebumps rising in their wake. She hasn’t felt so intrigued by anyone, felt so alive, in many decades… probably since she was turned. Elena turns the charm up to an eleven, flirting with you, letting her fingers trail up your arm, dark eyes peering up at you through her fluttering lashes. ‘Easy prey,’ you think… until you stab Elena and she barely flinches, pulling out the knife and licking her own sickly, undead blood from it, finishing with a sly laugh. “So forward, mi vida… no foreplay? I was so hoping to pretend to run from you, like a scared little mouse…”

Wisteria: overheard somebody flirting with you, got jealous, and stalked you on your ‘date’ with them. Imagine Wisteria’s shock when you act like you’re going in for a kiss, only to thrust your knife into the other person’s abdomen and twist, gutting them for the crime of getting on your nerves. She watches with awe, reverence, fingers turning white as she grips the corner of the building she’s peeking out from. You’re just like her. Wisteria daydreams constantly about killing with you. Maybe she’d pretend not to know how to wield a knife, just so you’d wrap your arms around her, sliding your hand over hers, to guide her. You begin to receive gifts from a “secret admirer.” Weapons she thinks you’ll like… trophies from her own victims.

Penny: gags every time you come home drenched in blood. “You know I love you, sweetie, but we’ve talked about this! You need to throw your clothes in the brick oven outside and wash in the pool shed before you come in…” She sighs. “I’ll never understand why you insist on being so… hands-on. It makes life so much more difficult than it has to be.” You grin, more blood staining your teeth. Penny’s stomach flips at the sight, repulsion and attraction mixing uncomfortably in her gut. “You know I love a challenge, Pen. And it’s not like you complain about my hands-on approach the rest of the time…” Penny blushes and swats at you with a dish towel as you try to reach for her hips to pull her closer. “G-go take a shower first!”

Thorn: even before she knows you/knows you’re the killer, Thorn constantly jokes about hoping the killer roaming campus will take her out in one way or the other. Starts putting up copies of articles about you on her wall, especially anything that claims to be a picture of you. It’s usually the blurriest, grainiest security camera screenshots you’ve ever seen, to the point you can barely tell it’s even a person in the photos. But it’s enough for Thorn. She lets her imagination run wild, thinking about being hunted by you, being spared by you, not being spared by you. Her mind had run through each and every scenario. Well, almost. She hadn’t imagined bashing some would-be final girl’s skull in with a hammer at some stupid party, but then there she was, covered in gore and standing over you with a hammer. You push the body off you and stand, staring at Thorn inscrutably, and she blushes so hard she thinks she might die then and there.

#mail 📬#oc Elena #oc Wisteria #oc Penny #oc Thorn #my thoughts #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere cw #slasher darling

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screeching-bunny · 5 months

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Need more of our yan slasher,he's so pookie,i wanna bite his cheeks (in a affectionate way) and cuddle with him until the end of times,he's such a cutie 😭💗

Yandere! Slasher Pt.2

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’

Pt. 1

After reading the message sent by Yandere! Slasher, everyone subconsciously looked at you. Never in your life did you want to go home more badly than you did right now. Why did you even decide to go to a party in the first place? You don’t even like people in general! You were definitely never going out to socialize with others after this. If only there were more booze around here you really didn’t want to handle this situation semi sober.

You: “... What are you all looking at me for, they gave out a very vague description of someone. This could literally be anyone in this room with similar features to me.”

The next minute the phone screen immediately lights up with a message.

Yandere! Slasher: “I’m talking about you.”

You: “...”

After a few more seconds of silence, you finally managed to suppress the fear and uneasiness in your heart. You took the phone from the person beside you and carefully looked back at the messages that were sent by Yandere! Slasher. Finally looking down at the text box you begin to slowly type a message.

You: “Sorry, I don’t like guys with dark hair.”

Yandere! Slasher: “I can always dye it.”

You: “I don’t like your face.”

Yandere! Slasher: “There’s always plastic surgery”

You: “How do I know that you're rich? What if you’re lying and actually not broke.”

Yandere! Slasher: “I’ll buy you whatever you want right now. I can even send you my credit card information if you decide to be with me.

Damn you were broke but not broke enough to allow yourself to be with some killer. If it weren’t for your morals you would have probably folded by now.

Yandere! Slasher: “Well it’s not like you have a choice anyways. I plan on making you my spouse either way. You can either come with me willingly or I could take you by force…. Well looks like you’re taking too long. I'll decide for you.”

With that text message sent, you immediately began to feel queasy. You were struggling to keep your eyes wide open and your body was beginning to become very sluggish. Slowly but surely your senses were starting to stop and the last thing that you were able to hear were the sound of your peers screaming for help. With one last attempt to get out of your situation, you try to slowly crawl away. Only for your attempts to be interrupted when someone gently picks you up. “You’re not going anywhere cutie.” and with that you were now fully unconscious.

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The next morning you woke up with the world’s worst hangover in the world. Never in your life did you feel this fucked up and and groggy all at once. You begin to raise up your body but soon realize that your body was tightly restricted by some rope and you were wrapped in the arms of some guy. The immediate thought in your head was that this was, last night was either the kinkiest night of your life or some random weirdo had ended up kidnapping you. Due to your movements the man next to you begins to wake up and looks over to you with a smile on his face.

“Cutie! I’m so glad you’re awake. We have so many things that we need to discuss right now! I’ve been thinking about the names of our future kids. Do you have any preferences? I don’t really mind what we name them but I want a lot of kids! Wait! I’m being so inconsiderate right now. I never even asked you if you wanted kids. If you don’t like them we can adopt as many pets as we physically can and we–”

As he was rambling it finally hit you. He was the fucking weirdo from the night before. You wanted to fucking die. Never in a million years did you think that you’d have to deal with a serial killer and an extrovert at that. Maybe if you pretended to be deaf he would stop talking to you. You begin to look at him and begin to make gestures with your head and facial expressions to signify that you were deaf. Yandere! Slasher looks at you for a few minutes before laughing.

“Sweetie, that's not going to work. I’ve been stalking you for the last couple of years. I know that you’re not deaf. Besides I’ve looked at your medical, you're perfectly healthy right now. Which reminds me, my precious little darling must be starving right now. It’s my job as your future husband to take care of you. Now wait right here for me.”

With that he leaves you entrapped alone in the room. Although your eyes were still a little blurry you were still able to make out the contents of the room. Scanning the room, your eyes fell upon a glint of metal under a desk —a discarded tool left by neglect or chance. Adrenaline surged as you inched closer, your heart racing in synchrony with your movements. With trembling fingers, you grasped the tool, the cold touch sending a shiver down your spine.

Summoning every ounce of determination, you started sawing at the ropes, each movement a blend of agony and hope. The metallic smell of blood filled your nose as the sharp edges of the tool cut into your skin. With each passing second, the knots loosened, freedom within tantalizing reach. With one last rough movement you were able to be free of your binds. As you made your way towards the window. A creak soon shatters the silence and the door swings open. Revealing your kidnapper's looming silhouette.

“Look at you all covered in blood because I left the room. Did you really think I would leave the room without any monitors watching you? I was hoping that you wouldn't try to escape but I guess I’ll have to be training you from now on cutie. Guess I’ll have to punish you right now. Do me a favor and lay down won’t you?”

#yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere slasher

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nobitchs-world · 6 months

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Me when I secretly take two uncrustables instead of one

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heartfullofleeches · 4 months

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I Imagine these Darling Crushing their yandere with their Incredibly Thicc Thighs

slasher darling

Creep darling

Everglades darling

Slasher Darling would never give their yans the pleasure. Creep Darling would - but there's a 70% chance of them ending up in the hospital.

Everglades Darling though- Wrestling giant ass crocodile hybrids and nagas between those thighs on the daily. Dead ass has these beasts in a rear naked choke hold with their legs caging their torsos. Sure, there's probably some strong enough to escape, but... Yea, there's no real excuse they just find it insanely arousing to be strangled by this feral mad person

#Everglades Darling #creep reader #slasher reader #yandere #yandere oc #yandere hybrid

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sinnful-darling · 5 months

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yan! slasher hcs

cws : stalking, grotesque displays of murder, gore, obsessive behavior, bro leaves you rotting fingers in the shape of hearts, literally puts hearts in boxes and leaves it on your bedside table, leaves dead bodies on your doorstep as a way of romancing you, he’s actually your friend,

— yan! slasher who, during the day, was just your average college student. he was in your english class, and with the two of you seated right beside each other, you’d become friends rather quickly.

— yan! slasher who insists on coming to your home to study together. he always has a new excuse…

“i’ve got a rat infestation…”

“there’s this weird neighbor that moved in next door and he’s super creepy. i don’t think you’d be safe there…”

“i left my takeout on the counter for one night and suddenly ive got ants!”

— yan! slasher who initially befriended you to have you as an alibi if he ever slipped up a bit, but ended up actually enjoying your company. as time went on, he found himself falling in love with you and subconsciously monopolizing your time.

— yan! slasher who hates it when you talk to other people. he makes it known in the late hours of the night that no one can interact with you but him. he slaughters them; whether the person is a man or woman doesn’t matter to him. they all deserve to die in the most gruesome and painful way possible for even thinking they can take what was always and will always belong to him.

— yan! slasher who leaves notes on the walls of his victims with his pocket knife, making sure to change his handwriting. its always related to you, and slowly everyone but him leaves.

— yan! slasher who is secretly proud of his work, smirking internally when you receive fearful glances and people dart around you like scared sheep.

— yan! slasher who begins to leave you hands of his victims, leaving them on your bedside table or nailed to the walls with the fingers arranged in a heart shape.

— yan! slasher who leaves pretty gifts for you on your doorstep or your kitchen table. he makes sure it’s not something you’ve told him so it’s not obvious that it’s him. just basic gifts that anyone would like.

— yan! slasher who tucks your hair behind your ear when you’re sleeping. he stays there for hours after finishing off another victim— just admiring the way your chest rises and falls with each breath you take. he loves how vulnerable you look.

— yan! slasher who also likes to leave you a little present on your doorstep every so often… mostly when people begin to get more comfortable with you again. he’ll leave the body of a victim on your doorstep or hanging in a tree where you can see it, viscera coating the pavement and entrails strung about and spelling out letters. typically ILY or PRETTY :))

— yan! slasher who is just so obsessed with you. he can’t give you his own heart, but he’ll do it if you ask him. until that day comes, he gifts you the hearts of people you care about!! how romantic is that?

— yan! slasher who absolutely adores you and will do any and everything to have you to himself <33

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crimsonteaaddict · 7 months

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imagine ending up the “final girl” to a slasher couple, no matter your gender this slasher couple is just head over heals for you or as a true linguist might say they were both smitten- they’d been struck by pure adoration for you.

Imagine It wasn’t originally apart of their plan. Kian and Lucetta had both planned to come to this camping site and kill everyone before fucking on the carnage they created but you were just too perfect for them to dispose of.

This story goes beyond being an imagine, completely on accident.

Warning: slasher, minors dni, cancer, mostly plot little porn, dubcon, kidnapping, pet play, death of a loved one previously, gore, murder, father mentioned, Yandere, actually written with the darling in mind being more masc but was written to be read by anyone.

You weren’t really the biggest camper in the world, sure this wasn’t your first time camping but you didn’t do it often, in fact you’d only come out here because your dad who loved camping had recently died of cancer and even though you had been to his funeral and you knew this was coming you needed time to grieve.

The man loved camping, sure he wasn’t the best father, he was an asshole fifty percent of the time but in the other fifty percent he was great. You knew he had been trying, then he got sick, he started wanting to travel even more than he had been before and bought an RV.

You went with him and your mom a handful of times but you mostly came over to watch their house while they were gone. So to be here alone in the RV your mom allowed you to take camping for the weekend felt strange, their was this out in your stomach but you were convinced it was just grief or nervousness to be camping.

Once you arrived at the site you went inside the front building to check in, you were pretty far out, or the campsite was at least. In the midst of your nerves you had grabbed your reservation papers… just your reservation papers and your wallet before heading into the building.

Upon opening the front doors you saw a rugged woman behind the front counter conversing with a tall man with a fairly muscular build, long brown hair, a sharp jawline and just enough facial hair to suit him. Next to the way stood a woman who was on his arm. She had long black hair, dark eyes that were almost black, a cute beauty mark just over her upper lip and a beautiful smile.

They were both extremely attractive you immediately noticed. And before you knew it they man was long down at you and the woman up. “You alright there?” The man teased with a seemingly lighthearted smile, they were clearly trying to get through and you were distract.

You snapped out of it quick. “Yeah, yes, sorry, sorry, I zoned out. I’ll just—” You quickly moved in a hurry to be out of the couples way but the pretty woman quickly let go of the man’s arm and gently grabbed yours.

“It’s alright, we’re in no rush.” She said purposely making eye contact with you to get across her sincerity. You felt like she meant something more to her words but you couldn’t figure out what it was. You then wondered if your eyes were still red from the crying that been happening on and off all throughout your three hour drive. She gently dropped your arm and their eyes followed you as you skittered to the front desk quickly handing the lady sitting at your front desk your papers before giving her your full name. The beautiful couple then exited which if you weren’t in such a fluster you might have found odd considering they seemed to have lingered even after you were out of their way.

In a moment you had finished checking in and quickly moved to go back to your RV reaching for your keys in your pocket as you hadn’t really unlocked the doors and went out through the side one… in that moment you realized you’d left your keys in the RV. It takes you not time at all to rush up to the drivers side step up and peer in before stepping down and banging your head once against the RV door. This has happened before. Once. With your dad.

The exact same thing happened but at the time your dog had been itch you when it happened last. That was all it took for you to start sobbing like crazy, forehead first against the RV. Which immediately drew the attention of the couple you’d seen earlier who were about to drive their car into the camping site but were having trouble with the gate.

The second they’d heard the small smack followed by sobbing the gate had opened and while the two of them truly had no cares normally, they were curious. They hadn’t even started yet, why were you so miserable darling. The pretty woman glanced over to her boyfriend and he was quick to shift the car into park before hoping out.

A moment after your misery began you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder, “Having trouble?” You heard looking up to see the man from earlier, you didn’t see empathy in his eyes but you weren’t looking, if you were you would have see curiosity and the smirk he was barely holding back.

In that moment you had no choice but to take a deep breath and come back into the moment. Your breathing slowed and after a minute of crying while looking at the man, you began to speak “I left my keys- l-locked them in.” You sputtered out and the man instantly nodded. He knew that there was more to this but you watched as he looked back to the woman leaning against their car.

“I’ll go ask if the lady at the front desk has a spare for your model.” She said unsettlingly knowing that there were a few RV models including your own that had the same lock on the trailer door. You nodded not second guessing it remembering when your dad had asked you to do the same last time but their hadn’t been one so he’d climb onto the back of the RV and began to pry the bathroom window open, you got up and helped him. It took the two of you an hour and help if you remember correctly before you’d climbed in through the window.

The Woman walked away and was your attention was back on the man she didn’t even bother really going back in rather pull a ring of keys from her purse in an area out of site waiting a few moments.

“Camping alone?” The taller man asked and after a moment you finally felt like something was wrong. You wrote it off though because they were helping you.

“Yeah, I hate camping too,” You let out a sad laugh in your broken voice. “But my Dad loved it and I’ve been having a lot of trouble since he passed and—” you paused before verbally realizing you forgot to introduce yourself you ask for the man or the woman he was with’s name.

“Don’t worry about it, we haven’t exactly had the best opportunity to introduce ourselves to one another. I’m Kian, and the lovely woman I am with is my girlfriend, Lucetta.” Kian says one hand coming down to rub on your arm as he examines you particularly interested. You were a cute griever. Something he wouldn’t mind putting under himself and his just as dominant girlfriend.

He didn’t say anything about your loss at first before saying “Was it recent?” All gentle like just to give you a particular image of him so he could crush it later.

You nod starting to fall back into your own head until Kian’s hand guides your fallen head back up by your chin and you notice Lucetta saunters your way jingling a ring of keys.

“They had spares!” She tells you, the truth was she didn’t even need to check she knew they couldn’t help but you didn’t need to know that and weren’t in the right headspace to question it as Kian let out a sigh and dropped your chin.

Lucetta guided you to the side door and unlocked it letting you in with her boyfriend trailing. “if you have any more troubles come find us. We’re site 80.” Kian told you only for his girlfriend to playfully wink at you and add “You can also come if you want some company or if something scares you.” She teases you in a lower octave leading you to believe the two of them might have found you just as attractive as you found them.

It didn’t take long for you to pull in your RV and start making supper (FIRE BURRITOS). The burritos turned out perfect, and you had some edibles you’d got from a dispensary as you sat and stared at the fire thinking about your dad. In fact everything after getting locked out of your RV went off without a hitch… except you had no cell service and as the sun went down and the clock struck midnight, you couldn’t will yourself to sleep.

You laid in the silence for awhile before you heard the first scream. It was just wrenching and the other noises you heard made you wonder if a bear was tearing into someone. You peered out the window at the trailer next to you to see the windows coated in blood from the inside. Panic ensued.

You had no clue what the fuck you were supposed to do but as you got up, rather than getting out of the RV (horror movie faux paux) you started the engine. You had to go get help, now. It was late so as you thought things through you couldn’t help but wonder if Lucetta and Kian had cell service. Your moment of delay allowed whoever was breaking in and killing people to unlock your RV side door.

“Found you!” A sweet voice sang as the beautiful woman from before appeared in you trailer covered in blood. You could tell without a doubt that she wasn’t here seeking solace. You screamed, it was loud and happened without your own consent. You quickly pulled your keys out of the ignition and went out the drivers side. You made a run for the main road and more importantly the main building, their was a twenty four hour gas station and you knew that they probably hadn’t made it their yet based on the fact your trailer neighbour was dead before you.

Each leap hurt, you’d forgotten your shoes but the adrenaline in the dark night didn’t allow you to stop. You heard loud thumping behind you and another set of feet as well.

“Why’re you running! THERE’S NOWHERE TO GO DARLING!” The once timber and extremely attractive voice yelled as you stopped to rip open the gas station doors. You made eye contact with the man before you got inside pulled the shelve right next to the door down to block it from opening. When you looked in the the dinghy rest stop through the flickering lights you saw a man in his mid forties eyes wide open hanging from the ceiling. His face was bloated and had electrical cord wrapped around his fat neck.

The scream you let out was even louder than the first, a moment passed you you heard it. You forgot their was almost always a back door. You heard the sound of a door slamming and then someone slammed on the glass behind you to your right breaking it. In through the window over the ice cream freezer came Kian while Lucetta prowled in from the sketchy hallway which would hold the smelly washroom.

“Gotcha!” Kian announced his voice sounding somewhat deranged and inhuman as his two large hands lurched onto your shoulders pulling your back into his front. You felt something hard prod at your ass and before you could even begin to fight a pair of soft lips that tasted metallic were on your yours. You could feel her chest pressing against your front as he grinder against your back you couldn’t help but felt confused. Her lips were hungry and she was quick to clip something onto your neck which caused you to stomp on Kians foot. You heard a loud groan before her lips disconnected from your and your head was pulled forward.

When you looked you had a leash attached to your neck which was being held Lucetta, she had collared you. Your eyes scanned the store upon seeing a selection of leash’s and dog collars that were all patterned and clearly just a bad attempt to make more money, they even had a place to dog tags. “Grabbed it earlier when we both realized we’d be keeping you, cute, right?” She asked her face level with yours as a hand came down on your ass for the earlier foot stomping.

“Bad puppy” Kian growled out massaging the place he hit before smacking it even harder. You couldn’t think about anything but how these people came and ruined your grieving process likely traumatizing you beyond repair. You somehow were more focused on the current assault than the fact they were murderers and could easily kill you if you pissed them off.

Your brain didn’t know what to do as it switched between the two your eyes darting only for Lucetta to click. “Ki, be nice, little puppy’s just a little nervous, and we don’t want them running away now so we.” She stated the question as more of an answer still not allowing you to reach full height as she stood at full height tugging the collar to bring you level with her pussy. “I’ll give you a treat, all you’ve got to do is be a good pet and you’ll get exactly what you want.”

Her words were tantalizing and you couldn’t help but feel all reason leaving you head from a mixture of the grief, lack of sleep, weed, and slight lack of air from the tightness of the collar. You mewled being subdued relatively easy. You shook your ass a little as you heard a belt buckle coming undone and a zipper before your own pants and underwear were pulled down by the large man behind you and quickly cut free of you by a knife you didn’t know he had in his hand.

“Let’s move this to the counter, Lucy” Kian breathe the words out in a raspy voice getting a teasing smile for said woman.

“Wanna good view of my handy work?” She teased and you could feel his dick twitch under his boxers. The moan he let out was enough for her to tug you along even as his grip came down to your hips. She was quick to push you on your hands and knees when you went to walk like normal letting the word “Crawl” fall from her lips. You obeyed. Soon enough she was sitting on the counter in front of the body she had butchered, it almost didn’t look real but the smell said otherwise, you wonder at what point she had gotten him. You watch and Kians jean clad legs come over you to hoist his girlfriend onto the counter and grab your leash pulling you to stand.

His back came up to yours once more this time to take down his own girl friends underwear and pants. He pulled you back a few steps with him before pushing your top half into a bed so you were face to face with her pussy. He quickly pulled his own cock through his boxers taking a step back and spitting once on his cock before using his precum and saliva as lubricant and he quickly lined it up and stuck it in.

It hurt like hell and everything after that first moment was a blur. By the end of it you’d passed out and when you woke up again you were in an unfamiliar room on a dog bed chained to metal pole drilled into the floor in what could have been a small house or apartment (likely house as you were almost certain no land lord would allow their tenants to drill into the floor.)

#yandere #yandere poly #fem yandere #female yandere #male yandere #Yandere couple #yandere x darling #yandere oc #Yandere x darling x yandere #pet pl4y #tw: death #minors dni #slashers #slasher oc

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rainba · 26 days

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I love the idea of a reader that likes to play slasher movie with Luka. A reader that goes to a bar and picks up a guy and lures them to the woods to start off the slasher movie cliché. it ends with the guy slaughtered and Luka chasing the reader and claiming them, the reader is slung over Luka’s shoulder for a night of fun. Such a cute date idea 💜

Omg…. This is SUCH an amazing idea for an AU of sorts. I think your ask is mostly referring to them basically roleplaying, but I like the idea of it also being real. ^_^ For regular Luka, that would totally be a perfect date idea, though... (˘︶˘).｡.:*♡

If you don’t mind, I shall elaborate on it.~ 🤍 ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

((For this version of Luka, I imagine he wears a muzzle.))

TWs: graphic violence, blood, NSFW

GN reader!!

🤍 Luka and his darling: a serial killer duo that the world will never forget. You: the lure. Him: the hunter.

The two of you prey upon a small town, living right around the outskirts within the forest. The entire place is surrounded by miles upon miles of trees: the perfect gravesite for your all’s countless victims.

You both work together so perfectly; your crimes are nearly flawless. There’s a rumor that goes around claiming anyone who talks to you will eventually go missing, but nobody is able to say for sure... In all honesty, this doesn’t scare anyone away– in fact, it draws people closer to you. They’re so curious to see if the rumor is true.

Luka has you both wearing matching outfits: black leather jackets with angel wings messily painted on the back.

The entire situation is so, so exhilarating. It never gets boring.

You lure your victim away from the bar and out into the woods with the promise of money or sex. It works every time. Nobody can resist you.

The two of you go deeper and deeper into the forest under the guise of playing a fun little game of tag or hide and seek. You smile and laugh as you spur the other person on, encouraging them to come catch you.

But far in the distance, Luka is watching closely, biding his time.

Sometimes Luka switches things up. On some days, he’ll use a knife. On others, he’ll use a scythe. But his main weapon of choice is oddly a chainsaw.

He loves the way his victims freeze up in horror when they hear the saw go off. Luka is silent and precise, but the chainsaw is loud and reckless. Putting them together is the perfect storm.

There’s never been a time where Luka hasn’t captured his prey. Luka is always so much faster– and he knows the forest like the back of his hand. In many ways, it’s his territory, his morbid little playground.

Luka never likes to end the chase quickly– he prefers to draw it out. He always gives his victims a head start. It makes things so much more interesting.

When he’s ready to hunt, Luka makes his presence known, then counts down from ten.

He sneaks around through the trees and hides within the bushes, always keeping his distance. But he never lets his victims stray too far.

Luka likes to analyze his prey’s behavioral patterns before deciding how he wants to catch them.

Every time he captures someone, it’s always an absolute massacre. Blood pools in the green grass below, dyeing it a dark red. Blood splatters all over the nearby rocks and trees, staining them permanently. He tears into his victims to the point where they’re unrecognizable.

And when he’s done, he flips his victims onto their stomachs and carves a pair of angel wings into their backs.

After he’s done carving, he’ll whistle a specific tune, and that’s when you know that it’s your turn to run. And just like how he does it with his victims, he gives you a head start.

But since he loves you, he gives you twenty seconds instead of ten.~

When he’s nearby, he’ll rev up his chainsaw as a warning, giving you a little bit of time to run further away from him. He loves the way you keep on trying, despite knowing that it’s inevitable he’ll catch you.

After he reaches you and tackles you from behind, he’ll toss the chainsaw aside and pin you down to the ground, already hard and ready to ravage you.

He aggressively pulls your pants down to your ankles and spreads your legs apart, lifting your ass high up in the air. He then rips your underwear off and tosses aside the scraps– he does this every time without fail. And without saying anything more, he buries his cock deep inside of you and bottoms out.

The blood of your all’s victim mixes with sweat as he fucks you ruthlessly, smirking deviously as he whispers praises in your ear.

The muzzle over his mouth drives him insane– all he wants to do is leave marks on your skin and kiss you on the lips. He’d do anything to stick his tongue in your mouth and dig his fangs into you.

In many ways, the sex is a way to celebrate a job well done. Another person on a long list of victims… The two of you are bound together by the sick and twisted nature of your crimes.

If one of you falls, the other falls too. Every victory is shared. Life was so, so boring before the two of you met each other… And now, Luka can’t stand the idea of a life without you.

His little tease, the perfect bait for his hunts, his partner in crime. He cums deep inside of you as he darkly moans your name, holding you in place the entire time. He loves the way you convulse around his length as you both come down from your highs.

Since you did such a good job, he’ll make sure you get to cum two or three times, just because he loves you so much.

And when everything is done, Luka will lovingly lift you up from off the ground and sling you over his shoulder, giving your ass a little smack too. He smirks if it makes you squeal.

Then the two of you go further into the woods, back to the little cabin that the two of you share. 🤍

#ask #luka posting #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere male #yandere oc #yandere #male yandere #yancore #slasher

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shadowystan · 7 months

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YANDERE!slasher x f!reader — halloween special? (you're running for your life)

YANDERE!slasher who has this dream of having his very own final girl to play and toy with, akin to the movies. It sends happy, happy shivers down his spine to see you, the sweet and innocent little cheerleader in his class, trembling in fear like a deer caught in headlights as he stands in front of you, right on Halloween, with a blood stained knife in his hand.

So imagine YANDERE!slasher's surprise when doe-eyed, rosey cheeked you, suddenly goes from a wholesome, naive darling of a girl to a smart, strong-willed woman.

It isn't fair. You weren't supposed to be this uncompliant and feisty. No chase or fight; just you in your all pink, angelic glory being gutted and painted a pretty red.

But here you are, with sharp eyes and a gun in your hand, positively looking more killer than him himself.

YANDERE!slasher may have fled for now and you may not be his final girl anymore, but he'd rather hang himself off a tree than leave you alone.

Congrats. You're making it to the sequel, lovergirl.

#yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere x female reader #yandere!male #yandere #yandere x f!reader #yandere!slasher

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moth-in-the-broth · 9 months

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Lovecore bubba redraw

#hes so darling #had to do it in my more current style #slasher fandom #slashers #bubba sawyer #texas chainsaw massacre #tcm #my art #illustration #redraw

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screeching-bunny · 7 months

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Yandere! Slasher Hcs

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’

🌟 Yandere! Slasher has been stalking you the minute you moved into his town. Imagine his surprise when he learns that you’ll be attending the same school as him! This must be fate telling him that you’re the one and to get with you quickly! He’s already planning his future with you. From where your wedding will be, how the names of your kids, how many pets the two of you would own. Everything you can think of, he’s already panned it.

🌟 Yandere! Slasher is so socially awkward around you. Whenever you speak to him his knees start shaking and he’s tripping over his words. Just a bundle of nerves and can’t think whenever he’s around you. You probably don’t even notice him or remember him most of the time but whenever you greet him he can basically feel his heart leap out of his chest.

🌟 Yandere! Slasher loves to give you presents and his love language is definitely gift giving. It’s not the normal gift giving though, it’s more of a “Wow look at what my cat gave me” type of gift giving. His “presents” are hit or miss though. They’re either extremely good presents like a stolen gold watch or extremely crappy like a dead bird. It’s very interesting to say the least.

🌟 Yandere! Slasher loves killing people for both the thrill and fun of it. He likes to pick off your friends one by one and watch their faces curl up in fear. Desperately watch you to be isolated from social interaction so that he can observe you without the fear of losing you to someone else. It’s gotten so bad that almost everyone believes that you're the killer since all of your friends end up missing or dead.

🌟 Yandere! Slasher would swoop and clear your name in hopes of looking like a hero in your eyes. When you are eventually cleared from all allegations, he’s the only person that you're actually actively interacting with. Even though he’s gotten closer to you, he still feels all giddy inside and clumsy.

🌟 Yandere! Slasher is the type of person to just steal your trash. Remember that fork you threw away? Well that’s his now. Remember that empty water bottle? It’s his new refillable water bottle. What about that napkin you threw away yesterday? Well, it’s at his house next to his bed. That man will literally be on his hands and knees digging out of the trash to find whatever thing that you threw away.

🌟 Yandere! Slasher is so down bad that he has his own fake mini you plushie that he sleeps with every night. And yes made that plush himself. He literally salivates at the idea of sleeping on a bed with you. Literally wants to be with you so bad. He gets increasingly annoyed whenever he’s not around you or has his sights on you.

🌟 Yandere! Slasher would definitely kidnap or abduct you one day. He’d basically do it in his signature serial killer costume. Yandere! Slasher would prefer it if you had a group with you during this. He just loves the chase and it makes everything so exciting. Loves the idea of you slowly starting to panic as everyone disappears one at a time. It has him jumping for joy.

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Things were looking terrible for both you and your group. The murder was still after you relentlessly and wouldn’t give up no matter what. Everything was looking so dim. None of you were able to call the police for some odd reason, it felt like someone was jamming the internet. Nothing was working but a singular phone that could only be used to text messages to a singular unknown phone number. This was your current predicament, trying to strike a deal with a psycho killer for your lives.

Random side character: (trembling) while sending a message “Please let us go we’ll give you anything”

Originally, you all didn't have much hope, but what you all didn't expect the killer to reply so quickly.

Yandere! Slasher: “Anything is fine?”

Random side character: (trembling) “As long as you let us go, we’ll do our best to help you fulfill your wish.”

Yandere! Slasher: “I want the cutie standing over there to be my spouse. Specifically the one that has [describes your appearance]

Everyone : "????"

You: “What the fuck—“

Before anyone could react, the opposite side began to send messages quickly. You couldn’t believe that it was possible for someone to type this proficiently. It was like the other person wasn’t even typing at all. Their typing skills were faster than a normal person talking. If your life weren’t in danger right now you’d be applauding.

Yandere! Slasher: “I am a male, 6’6, and have no bad habits. I have been ranked first academically since I was a child. I was admitted to multiple Ivy League Universities with excellent scores. At present, I have not killed anyone in the last 24 hours. I am very kind. My family is very rich and I can provide you with a happy life. I will do all the housework after marriage. I will do all the laundry, cook, and clean the house. I can hand over all my salary to you. I will never quarrel with you, and I also guarantee that I will only love my spouse in my entire lifetime. This is my photo.”

After this sentence, more than a dozen photos were sent from the opposite side. Different backgrounds, different angles, and different clothes. The only thing the photos had in common was that they were carefully photographed. It was obvious that the photographer was working hard to get his good side.

Yandere! Slasher: “If you don’t like my appearance, I can always get plastic surgery. If it’s my gender you have an issue with, then it's not impossible to become a woman.”

All eyes were on you right now and the only thing you could say at that minute was,

“…. What the hell?”

Pt. 2

#yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #male yandere #yandere oc #yandere slasher

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