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queenie-the-court-jester · 15 days

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slumber party!

Yandere friend group x fem!reader

Tw: none that I can think of, reader is mentioned to have a childhood author randomly thought of, you can change it in your mind if you like. Not proofread 🌺

⭐you grew up with your friends, having known eachother since diapers! Your parents often left you in a daycare since they were busy with their jobs, and that's how you met Cassidy. A bright and cheerful girl, capable of lighting up a room with her toothy smile. When she saw you crying in a corner, missing your parents, she hastily snatched a couple of crayons and rushed over. Sitting next to you and holding out a pudgy hand, offering the red crayon.

"hi! I'm Cassidy! But you can call me cassie.. what's your name?"

🛍️ skipping a few years, you and Cassidy were in first grade. Obsessing over my little pony and worms, when suddenly you came across Michelle. A prickly girl you've known since kindergarten, but she was always too stuck up and bossy to ever get along with anyone. She held out a chocolate with a furrowed brow, looking flustered as she moved from side to side, the way your choir teacher hated

"can.. may i.. play with you, please..?" You swore you could hear your homeroom teacher cheering in the background

🎀it was 4th grade, you, Michelle and cassidy were in that ripe age where all boys were Icky and gross and had all types of nasty cooties. The constant squabbling and booger picking you'd see from the aforementioned solidly confirmed it. You spotted the new girl, Vivian getting harassed by the class weirdo, some Asian fetishizer. So you bravely stood up, walked over.. and tripped on your untied shoe laces, landing face first into the carpeted floor. Viv gasped and quickly rushed over to you, making sure you were alright before letting out a soft giggle

"you should be more careful.. you're y/n right? You have a very lovely name"

💀 7th grade, the emo and dragon ball z kids were making themselves known. You were laying on the classroom floor, resting your head in Vivian's lap as Michelle dangled a vine of grapes Infront of your mouth. Giggling when you obediently opened and bit one off. The giggling stopped and you opened your eyes to see a hot topic magazine boy standing over you all.

"hey! You on the other girls lap! You're my girlfriend now." "...what."

After the boy almost got his shit rocked by your scarily protective friends, you Introduced yourself "y/n" "kiross.." the girls were glaring daggers at him

💕 9th grade, you were starting to see a pattern, a new member of your group joins every few years. So you were preparing yourself mentally, all while Talking and suddenly turning around to walk backwards. Not noticing the boy you were just about to bump into. Your friends quickly rushed forward to try and catch your ass, but it was no use. You fell straight into.. a soft body. The boy you fell ontop of blinked owlishly, before realizing it was you and giving a devilish grin. surprisingly he looked hotter than most guys in your class

"haha, looks like god answered my prayers to send me an angel, my name's Alexis. Nice to meet you"

🔪12th grade came, soon you'd be free from the hell hole known as public high school. You clinged and sobbed in Cassidy's arms, only 6 more months to go. Whining something about not having a boyfriend, ignoring how offended kaiross looked. You dramatically fell to your knees and held your hands clasped together towards the sky, yelling that you wanted a hot hunk and you wanted him right now... Only for an incredibly heavy object to land straight into your back. Sending you both to the ground as the thing made a grunt. Looking up, you damn near had a nosebleed to see the hottest man you've ever seen, daichio

"ah.. sorry pretty girl, you okay down there?" "yeah.. more than okay.." "alright break it up! No soliciting"

⭐after daichio joined, tensions rose in the little friend haven. Vivian and Michelle would squabble over anything involving you, daichio would purposely provoke kaiross to a fight, alexis would pick on Cassidy for always being so close to you. Until you finally had enough. Giving them the biggest tongue lashing they ever had as you yelled at them to be normal people for once and get along

🛍️...maybe it would have been better if they kept fighting, because now they were a hive mind. After secretly talking behind your back, Daichio and kaiross were like your guards dogs since they had the most muscle. Cassidy was your right hand, Alexis being your tutor. Vivian was your emotional support human, and Michelle was your fashion critic and healthy lifestyle planner. You didn't really mind since now they stopped being little bitches and you had free unpaid workers like Kim Kardashian

🎀you didn't even realize when your group suddenly started gathering attention. Becoming the most popular in the span of a few weeks, how? You didn't know. And quite frankly you didn't want to know. You just wanted a partner, good grades and a scholarship. Looks like your getting all three. People often crowded around your table or desk, trying to get all buddy buddy with you. Just for a little recognition. Your friends were docile until, well, the confessions came rolling in. But that's another story

Fun facts:

Cassidy goes by she/them and is a very friendly person. Naturally, people confess to her everyday but she only has eyes for you, bisexual!

Michelle's mom is a cop, and her dad a businessman so she comes from a somewhat well off family. She likes to go on shopping sprees and gives you any clothes she doesn't want, a lesbian in denial

Vivian is soft spoken and shy, wherever you are rest assured she's close behind, pansexual

kiross is inlove with you and it's very obvious, it's just that nobody brings it up, he goes by he/them and bisexual

Alexis is very demanding, you could consider him a female version of Michelle. Sometimes mich gives him any clothes she doesn't want, pansexual!

Daichio is a playboy and is good friends with kameron, he speaks English, japanese and currently learning Spanish, straight asshole. BORINGG

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devourable · 8 months

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nsfw, mdni | tags / warnings : nb yandere butcher x gn reader (only prn used is ‘you’, gn compliments/praise), smut, masochism, dom top yandere/sub bottom reader, blood, denial/edging, overstim, potentially unsafe kink

a muffled cry fell from your lips when rhodes yanked your hair back, their thrusts slowing so much that the sound of their bed creaking was almost loud enough to cover the sounds you made. your trembling legs wrapped tighter around their waist in a desperate attempt to get the high you needed.

they had you pinned against their bed, hips digging into yours and their strap buried so deep in you that you could practically felt it in your stomach every time they thrusted. you whimpered and squirmed against them, trying to buck your hips to make yourself orgasm on your own, but it was to no avail. their mass pressing against you kept you in place as your peak faded once again.

“how many times do i need to tell you?” they huffed in your ear, their lips finding yours and nipping at the sensitive skin.

“you’re not gonna cum till you make me bleed.”

a choked cry of frustrated pleasure fell from your lips, your teary eyes looked into theirs. your hands found their arms again — they were marred with a litany of bite marks and scratches, all made by you, all just barely too shallow to draw blood. and with every failed attempt, they'd bring you to the edge of climax but never actually give you the release you were growing desperate for.

"please," you whispered, "please, i'll be good, i'll be so good, just—"

you were cut off by their hips grinding into yours again. your breath left you in another strangled moan, unable to stop the tears falling from your eyes from the overwhelming sensation of rhodes thrusting into you again.

"shh, just try again, lamb," they cooed in your ear. "you wanna cum, don't you? i know you can do it."

a soft, raspy chuckle escaped them as you buried your face in their collar, your incoherent pleads only answered by their grip moving to your hips and tightening considerably. you started desperately clawing at their biceps, your teeth finding the flesh of their shoulder and sunk in as hard as you could with your limited remaining energy.

"that's my good little pet," they panted between shaky moans. "ffuck, you're so good..."

a muffled gasp escaped you when the taste of iron flooded your mouth, their blood finally staining your tongue and fingertips when your nails broke their skin. following this was a loud groan from rhodes, accompanied by a noticeable stutter in their hips.

your face flushed with bashful pride from the praise. you did it... you did what they wanted after trying so hard.

your tongue glided over the fresh puncture marks in their flesh, each brush over the broken skin making rhodes jolt and gasp. it was all they could do to not collapse on you from how good the pain felt.

your head was pulled back again, and rhodes pulled you into another kiss as the movement of their hips picked up again. and with another muffled cry, your lips staining theirs red, you shuddered and spasmed against them as you finally came.

you tumbled over the edge fast and hard after how long your body has been kept on the brink. you moaned their name out loud, arching your back, grinding your hips against theirs while waves of pleasure took your body. and it was only when ragged pants were falling from your lips and your trembling legs went slack and eventually fell from your hips that rhodes's thrusts slowing to a gradual stop. you were given a moment to catch your breath, one of your arms draped over your eyes as the other gripped the sheets under you.

a short time later, you felt them gently kiss and nip at your neck. rhodes slowly started sliding in and out of you once again, making you whimper and whine from the sparks of pleasure that you felt from their strap brushing against your most sensitive spots.

"wait," you gasped, gently pushing their chest. "w-wait, i c-can't—"

"you thought we were finished?" they interrupted, a hand brushing against your cheek. the other pinned your own hands above your head as another chuckle escaped them.

"no, no... i can't just leave you with that," they muttered, leaning in to kiss your skin. "can't do that at all."

"look alive, sweet thing. we're not done till you're squealing."

#🥩 rhodes williams #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x oc #yandere imagines #yandere oc #yandere smut #trans yandere #transmasc yandere #t4t yandere #yandere nsft #yandere writing #yandere lemon

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janisbuggybones · 4 months

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Rent-a-yandere!....please, we're begging you take them off our hands.

Janis Foster (my oc) × gn!reader

Cw: yandere, rent a partner situation, trans girl yandere, poly relationship kinda, pretty short idk what else I could say, pretty boring tbh (only realizing this as I got to the elevator part :( )

Og idea is from @moyazaika on this post that I kinda spit balled off of and then got the motivation to write again.

You can't believe you found yourself coming to this. One too many late night browsing sessions led you to get overwhelmed with adverts about this new fad in the dating scene. Rent-a-yandere, the hottest site online where you could find a devoted lover for cheap.99 per hour. In all honesty, it did seem appealing when compared to the heartbreak and trauma you've expierienced prior, but you dare stoop so low?

"Hello darling, are you (y/n) (l/n)?" A tall girl said from behind you. She had beautiful pearly paper white skin and matching hair put in one long braid. She had piercing red eyes and dare you mention her height? She was at least nearly twice your height, but her body wasn't well built. She couldn't have been living very healthily If she was that skinny. She had a large chest, despite her skinny body, well in her description it had said she had some cosmetic surgery done before. It didn't look fake or anything and it's not like she showed it off. She wore a modest black turtle neck with small embroidered hearts on the cuffs and chest of the sweater. The sweater was paired with some baggy black jeans and simple black work boots.

Fuck yes

"Oh, yeah that's me...you're Janis Foster, right?" You found yourself asking after getting over the height difference. Shit, were you being rude? She's really pretty, come on, don't fuck it up.

"Yep, the one and only. Honestly I'd be surprised if anyone got me confused for someone else." She smiled softly, her soft pink lips looked tantalizing. "Well, let's be on our way then. I've arranged a breakfast date for us before a big day of fun" She said as she grabbed your hand with her own cold and large hand. Her nails lacked any polish and were neatly manicured.

You remembered you picked the option for her to come up with the itinerary. You hoped it wouldn't be too exhausting, the public can be a bit overwhelming. "A-ah okay!" You find yourself smiling slightly as you went along with her.

She took you to an animal themed Cafe nearby, themed after your favorite pet animal. "I thought you'd like this, darling" She giggled as she checked you both in, having made a reservation. You recall mentioning your favorite animal in the description of yourself they required you to give them.

"Nice and quiet, and they limit it to 10 customers in here at any given time, so I won't have to worry" She giggled innocently but you read between the lines. It made you blush at the thought of such an attractive woman getting jealous of you.

You two were taken to your seat, a seat in the back where one of the animals sat on the table. You promptly gave your order and she gave hers before you were left alone with her.

"Honestly I'm not much of an animal person..I feel like it's a good bit of upkeep that i couldn't keep up with. But I do have a little lavender bunny at home. His name is Geo" She said, starting a conversation as she looked around.

"Oh? Is he purple? I didn't know bunnies could be purple" you said, interested as you looked at the calm animal on the table before it left, instead taking the window sill beside your table as its resting place.

"Oh they do, it's a bit rarer than your average bunny so he cost a good bit, but he's Oh so adorable" She smiled, her bluish eyes landing on you. "I'd say nearly as much as you, cutie" She teased, which left you blushing slightly as you avoided her eye contact for a second.

"O-oh yeah?" You smiled slightly, you never were able to take compliments well.

"Mhm, oh look, food's here" She smiled as the waitress brought your orders. Janis had ordered a simple cup of juice, a bagel, and small bowl of a variety of fruits.

"Thank you for coming here today" the waitress said with a smile as she walked to serve another table.

Janis stared at her for a second with an unreadable expression before turning to you. "In my opinion, breakfast isn't that good. Lunch and dinner foods are far superior" She said with a sip of her juice.

That statement had ignited a conversation that then strayed to your favorite foods and then on to other topics as you ate and enjoyed her company. She wasn't too overwhelming and was sweet up until you two had been finished for a good bit and were asked to leave because her reservation had ended.

She pouted but complied, leaving with you to her next planned activity.

"You had mentioned you liked anime and movies, so I thought we could see that new studio ghibli movie together?" She said with a contagious smile. "You know the guy who writes them and all, Hayao Miyazaki? He keeps announcing his retirement but then goes back to the studio with a new script each time, it's pretty funny when in the interviews with employees they complain about that." She giggled.

"Oh? I can imagine the frustration they must feel" you smiled slightly as you two entered the theater. You then realized, shit, this place is gonna be crowded. Fuck, you hoped it wouldn't be too overwhelming. She then promptly paid for your tickets and some snacks to accompany your movie viewing.

You two passed the many movie posters on the halls as you walked to the movie screening. Dread hit you as you opened the door and you two went in, only to crumble away when the theater had been empty. Did she really book this entire theater room for you?

"Yeah I'm not too good in a crowd either, I'm a walking distraction" She smiled slightly as she led you two to a good pair of seats in the middle of the theater.

"U-uhm I don't know what to say-t-thank you, this is crazy. How did you get your company to pay for something like this?" You found yourself asking. "W-wait sorry I didn't mean to say that, I'm sorry..." you apologize a second later after seeing how that could be offensive.

"Oh? They'd never pay for something this expensive. While their other services are much more profitable, my section doesn't get nearly as many sponsored activities like this. I paid out of pocket so you wouldn't feel wierd in the crowd, darling" She smiled. God that smile, how she acted, you swore you'd fall for her before she fell for you.

Her explanation left you blushing and wordless as adverts started rolling on the big projector screen. You unintentionally just ended up staying quiet and watching the movie with her. At around the halfway point of the movie, when you both finished your snacks, she had began holding your hand. It shocked you at first, before you relaxed, discretely returning the gesture.

The rest of the movie went along swimmingly. The plot was heart wrenching and hadn't made you cry, but did arise sadness in you.

As you two walked out the theater and you winced at the bright light, she prosed a question.

"So darling, my place or yours?" She asked "for our next little activity I have planned, a baking sesh" She added with a smile. "I had cute mochi and cookies in mind" She smiled "though mochi isn't baking, it's versatility as something you can shape into a cute thing is almost unmatched" She said

"O-oh-um" you said, taken aback by the idea. You had liked cooking to an extent and mentioned that, but wow. She really planned this out and it left you blushing again....wait...wasn't it in the terms and conditions that neither of you could go to the others house?.....maybe it was for their other service, rent-a-darling? You couldn’t recall and your place was a mess. "My place doesn't look the best...is yours okay?" You asked shyly

Janis giggled "of course! Anything you want is okay with me darling" She smiled as she held your hand and went with you in the direction of her apartment.

Surprisingly based on her ability to buy out a whole theater for you, her apartment was relatively average, though it ran a bit on the pricier side because of the economy lately. The inside looked clean and nice, and the elevator ride was relaxed as she started a conversation about her apartment complex.

"I dont mean to show off where i live, but i hope you like it. When I started living here, it was actually way cheaper than it is now, I'm glad they never raised the price for my rent though. I'm kind of friends with the owner. Not in a wierd way, but we hang out like once a month. They're in my friend group I've had since middle school" She said as she watched the numbers on the small screen above the door go up.

"Oh, that's interesting. I wish I had something like that with my landlord. I've recently been trying to save up for something I want, and it's not going too good in all honesty..... Damn gacha games, am I right?" You smiled, feeling comfortable, but then suddenly worrying you overshared.

"Oh don't get me started! I started playing this gacha game that recently came out and ahhh! The skins look so good, but two are locked behind a pay wall each update" She huffed slightly. "And all the characters have such diverse designs and tons of different ethnicities, how could I not pull for them all and be absoloutely broke in unilogs?" She laughed softly before the elevator stopped, the 6th floor. "Alright now to 603" She said as she held your hand and walked to her apartment.

Nothing was out of the ordinary about her apartment, it was pretty plain actually. Apart from the squishimallows instead of pillows on the couch of her living room. The kitchen was lightly messy, a bowl and cup in her sink with a few pieces of silverware and a stray rag just on the counter.

"It's not much, but it's comfortable for me" She said "well, settle in, I have to go check on geo real quick, I'm sorry darling" She said, excusing herself before leaving to the other room.

"It's fine" you find yourself saying quietly, overwhelmed by the events of today. This was all crazy....how were you now in a crazy hot girl's apartment?! The one chronically bitchless person of the high-school friend group, in this stunning woman's house? It was unbelievable...until you considered this was a paid date. Then reality sunk in. Shit...should you ask her out for real? Would that be okay? Would she be okay with that? She wasn't much of a yandere...it'd be okay, right?

"He was such a hungry little boy, he ate down all his celery in a minute" She giggled happily as she came back and saw you still had your bag with your outing necessities on.

"Oh want me to take that for you?" She offered and you obliged.

"Oh thank you...I feel like I haven't properly thanked you enough today" you said as you looked around.

"Oh don't worry, the pleasure is mine, darling" She smiled "now, shall we get cooking?" She smiled as she put on a pink frilly apron. Shit...you didn't know how to feel.

"Alright" you offered in response with a fake smile as you took the apron She handed you. It was your favorite color and had a lap pocket and chest pocket shaped in hearts of a slightly brighter color.

You two then spent the next couple hours baking cookies and making mochi, before settling down on her couch and watching the news, because nothing else was on, as you enjoyed the fruits of your labor.

"It's not too sweet is it darling? I heard cookies need some salty aspect to balance out all the flavors" She smiled softly as a missing persons report came on over the tv.

Geo Archviste, a 5'4" man with black and white naturally colored hair and blue freckles. Missing since this day 3 years ago, he would have been 21 by now.

That was terrible, his family must be haunted by their missing son...wait-

"Darling?" She asked, as you kinda ignored her prompt for conversation. "Everything okay?" She asked.

"Uhm yeah- that missing persons case...just seems sad." You found yourself saying as you swallowed the crumbly cookie.

"Oh...yeah...that boy was actually my ex...we broke up a year before he went missing but we were still on good terms" She said sadly. "I miss him...I named my little bunny after him" Janis said as she looked down.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't know......I hope he gets found" was all you could find yourself saying, but something didn't seem right. Not that what she said had any contradictions, but you just had this uneasy feeling. "Um restroom?" You asked

"By the door with heart decals on the left down the hall, darling" She smiled sadly and you excused yourself.

You walked down the hall and found the room, but the heart decorated room piqued your interest. She wouldn't mind...right? You opened the door and were met with darkness until you cut on the light and saw a figure sitting on Janis' bed, restrained on his feet and hands heavily.

All you could really see was their perfectly trimmed black and white locks that hid their sleeping face...matching the picture of the man on the missing persons report.

Chills ran down your spine as you went to grab your phone but it wasn't in your pocket. Shit you must have left it behind....how could you sneak out with the missing boy?

You struggled with yourself over this until you heard Janis coming and ducked into a open closet after turning off the light, shutting it behind you.

"Geo darling, I'm back" She smiled as she cut the light on and walked up to him. He looked at her tiredly and sniffled quietly.

"Remember my side gig to try and find you a buddy we can both love?" She asked "I think I found the one, they're so cute! And we baked some things, you could probably smell it" She giggled "I'll give you some when they leave...if they get to. I haven't decided if I wanna reel them in or just go in all at once and kidnap them like I did you" She said happily

"I'd say just kidnap them, two minds are better than one" he sighed, implying you could help him escape her.

"Come on now, I love you...you love me, i know it" She huffed

"Yeah true..which is why I want you to get help instead of doing this to me...." he sighed

"Stop it, i don't need help" She mumbled

"Yes you do. I love you and want to be with you, but you did this and refuse to get therapy. I only broke up with you because you killed my friend, remember. Get your head out of the past and live with me now. I'll stay and all like I've said repeatedly- just come-" he said before she interrupted him.

"Shut up! I don't need help! I'm perfectly fine and you need to shut up. You're only still tied up because you tried to escape the other month!" She shouted, less sad and more angrily.

"That was last year! I've been good for you so I can do normal couple things with you and we could have found our third lover together!" He shouted back, making her tear up.

"Shut up! I'm going back to (y/n)....I promise you'll love them as much as I do" She said shakily before you backed up a bit too far and bumped against the wall.

She looked dead at the closet in shock before walking up to it and opening it.

"Darling?"

#yandere #janis foster #original character #trans yandere #trans #yandere oc #tw yandere #date-a-yandere #Rent-a-yandere

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suiana · 10 months

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Could you write a trans/gender queer yandere? Fine if note, I just find them scrumptious

t4t <3

u can headcanon any of my yans as trans if u want tbh but sure, have this bad boy *smacks his back*

✎ yandere! painter headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― kidnapping, obsessiveness, implied worshipping, implied murder, mentions of body dysphoria, mentions of transphobia etc.

(trans! reader x trans male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! painter who's a world renowned painter. painting masterpieces after masterpieces. yet, he's never shown his face even once. and no one shall know the person behind these artworks, except for you, his muse.

✎ yandere! painter who was your best friend. you honestly wouldn't have expected this guy to kidnap you and make you the subject of all his artworks! in fact, you didn't even know he was in love with you! how could you not have seen it? he is more than obsessed with you.

✎ yandere! painter who paints his newest series with a striking red colour in contrast to the grey background. in many different positions, you were the center of attention in the paintings of his newest series. a grey background with a striking red shirt, red blindfold... but what was the red liquid that was used to paint? it smells funny... the blood of those who've wronged you of course!

✎ yandere! painter who's an amazing guy if you look past the kidnapping and the mysterious red liquid that he uses to paint. calming you down whenever you're feeling bad about the body you were born in, reassuring you by calling you by your desired names... sure he may be a kidnapper, murderer and an obsessive guy but he saw you for you! and he respects you! so it wasn't that bad... if only you saw how deep his obsession ran...

✎ yandere! painter who has a room in his luxury apartment full of paintings and other items dedicated to you ever since his obsession with you started. no, you're not allowed to enter. no, he will not answer why. don't be curious and enter it too. I mean, the room is in a desolate place of his apartment so just act as if it weren't there :) don't ask any questions unless you want to be permanently traumatized.

✎ yandere! painter who can't stand those who are trying to find you. why would your transphobic parents want you back anyways?! to abuse you even more?! and your friends who didn't accept you for who you were! what are they doing looking for you?! to laugh at your identity?! no, he will not allow it. they have to go. it's not like they can understand you like he does anyways. oh hey he's back with more red paint!

✎ yandere! painter who helps to pay for any surgeries or treatments you might want to get. don't worry, he's rich from selling all those masterpieces. he can get you anything you want :) just say the word and it's yours darling.

✎ yandere! painter who's really just so in love with you. sure, you may not be allowed to go out of the apartment much and you're practically stuck with your crazy best friend who's a painter... but at least he's rich and loves you!

✎ "you're so pretty... the most perfect muse I've ever had."

#yandere #tw yandere #yandere x reader #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #yandere painter #yandere painter x reader #yandere painter headcanons #trans yandere #ftm yandere #trans reader #trans yandere x trans reader

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ts-tamzin · 3 days

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Rate if you'd fuck me dressed like this!!

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rqstamps · 1 month

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stamp batch #2

requested by nobody

O1. — TRANSYANDERE

O2. — TRANSSTALKER

O3. — TRANSTALKED

#: 🎟 : ~ self indulgent #<!!>#radqueer 🍓🌈#radqueer 🌈🍓#radqueer please interact #radqueer community #radqueer #rq 🍓🌈#rqc🌈🍓#rq 🌈🍓#rq safe #pro rq 🌈🍓#rq community #transid safe #transx safe #trans yandere #transstalked #transstalker

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rqpositivity · 1 month

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i love transyanderes

#pro radqueer #radqueer #pro transid #transid #trans yandere

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genderfreak6969 · 3 months

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OC x reader h.c come get y'all's food (aka, big beefy murder men)

Cori Fallen (OC) x GN!reader

TW: mentions of murder, stalking, possession and NSFW.

Still working on art for him 🤩

INFO:

🐍 Cori is trans masc, 6'4, and chubby muscled up. He can and has will strangle a person for you.

🐍 He also, is being told to stalk you by a demon that is also obsessed with you but shhh we don't talk Abt that he just sometimes goes all demon mode on you.

🐍 he's actually really soft and caring when he wants to be.

🐍 he works as a maintenance guy.

🐍 and a bowling alley attendant.

🐍 and a cashier.

🐍 and the attendant at the stingray touch pool at the aquarium.

🐍 and... Ok so he basically gets jobs at places you frequent to keep an eye on you. You're not sure how he has the ability or time for it all but it's happening.

🐍 you have a sneaking suspicion that the demon he's in contact with does more than just possess him in that regard. He always seems to replaces a missing person.

SFW

🐍 his favorite activity is being the big spoon and wrapping his arms around you and not letting you leave until you absolutely HAVE to.

🐍 he hates most of his jobs, but as long as he gets to see you it's worth it.

🐍 my man will never let you out of his sight. It doesn't even matter if you know he's watching or not.

NSFW

🐍 really really really wants you to know he's yours, will buy you flowers, snacks, drinks, stuffed animals, anything to show it. It's all your favorite.

🐍 he is your plug. he does grow weed. It's like 1 weed plant. It's named after you.

🐍 doesn't get sarcasm.

🐍 You jokingly say 'i hate you' and he full body SOBS.

🐍 you spend the next 10 minutes comforting a 6'4 very hairy beast of a man.

🐍 oh he has your engagement ring already picked out, and ready to go.

🐍 ok in a situation where you're not all receptive to him he's one mean son of a bitch.

🐍 duct tape rope ECT ECT.

🐍 his second favorite activity is pegging you, his strap is purple and he got it based off the toy you own.

🐍 don't ask how he knows what toys you own.

🐍 He bites! He loves leaving bite marks, after you fuck expect to need to cover up all the bruises and hickeys.

🐍 He likes being tied up too, if you ever feel dominant just tie him up and go down on him, you'll have him literally begging for you to fuck/peg him.

🐍 One time while you where working a regular hit on you while Cori was there. Cori fucked your brains out and claiming you as his. You never saw that regular again (Until Cori presented you with their preserved heart in a jar. Labeled all nice and neat. 🫀)

🐍 he's a switch at heart, but don't think the power dynamic changes how threatening he can be.

🐍 infact he's probably more threatening when he's bottoming.

🐍 he is whiny and loud when he bottoms, you've gotten multiple noise complaints.

🐍 he loves breaking you when he tops though.

🐍 making you cum and beg for more is was gets him off. If you're not so overstimulated you're sobbing by the end of the night hes not happy.

🐍 low-key has a breeding kink but he would rather throw himself into traffic rather than admit it.

#yandere oc x reader #yandere oc x GN reader #yandere #yandere oc #yandere x you #yandere x male reader #yandere x female reader #trans yandere

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raspberry-nightmare · 1 month

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I might be a monster, but I'm your monster.

#yancore #yandere #yande.re #bpd yandere #trans yandere #yanderecore #yandere core #yandere boy

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queenie-the-court-jester · 1 month

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oc kink list 2

Mdni🌺 enjoy (this is highly nsfw)

dog hybrids;

Brutus: knotting, breeding, impact play, scenting and marking

dolly: risky play, femdom, light bondage, dirty talk, praise

Bladviba: vanilla mf. BORINGG. atleast his aftercare is amazing

molly is technically a minor, so skipping

Sweet pea too

bubba: choking, knotting, dirty talk, degradation

Cat hybrids;

Princess: pillow princess all the way. Lactation kink, bratty sub, bondage, spanking,

Prince: breeding kink, scenting, marking, a little bit of an exhibitionist, mild humiliation

King: sadistic, heavy bondage, sensory deprivation, non-con roleplay, impact play, daddy kink, spanking, loves making his s/o cry, humiliation, jealousy sex. He likes doing all these things to his darling, but doesn't like it when his darling asks to return the favor

cow & bull hybrids;

big daddy: dilf. daddy kink, soft dom, breeding, tummy cock bulge, overstimulation

Mrs.bené: milf. Mommy kink, soft dom, lactation kink, threesome, edging

ms.blackberry: spanking, degrading/praising, light bondage, lactation kink, roleplay

Ms.polly: hunter/prey dynamic, blood kink, knife play, marking, body writing, high libido

ms.frufru: food play, squirting, teasing, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation

Ms.vivian: soft dom, praising, very vanilla

Johnny: cock warming, overstimulation, breeding, lactation kink, impact play

Centaurs;

jacqueline: service top, soft dom, cunnilingus, overstimulation

timothy: brat taming, power bottom, tummy cock bulge, cum inflation, brutal sex, marking, slapping, degrading

maya is a Minor

casper: praising, doesn't say much during sex, pining, overstimulation, spit swapping

miguel: let him tap it he'll cum immediately. Dirty talk, whiny switch, screams too much, very sensitive, leaks so much precum, foreplay, cum smearing

harmony: this motherfucker has so many kinks. Roleplay, impact play, cunnilingus, face sitting, edging, orgasm denial, cock slapping, breeding, cum inflation, tummy cock bulge, power top, overstimulation, marking, brutal sex

Harpies;

Sydney: ver sensitive. Cums easily. Whiny bottom brat. Very vocal In bed

Evangeline: vanilla #3. Breeding

gabriel: bratty top, degrading, impact play, jealous sex, overstimulation, dumbification, breeding

fajarah: aroace #2!!

foolish: cunnilingus, whiny bottom, cock rings, overstimulation, orgasm denial

simon: gentle dom, slow sensual sex, praising, teasing, long foreplay, overstimulation, scenting, breeding

merfolk;

Koi quintuplets: they all like taking special roles in pleasuring you. Tancho and korom take turns bullying your poor hole. Kiko and Hime take turns riding your face or fingers, tsu sucks your nipples and fucks your throat

Mason: slow sensual sex, very quiet, overstimulation, breeding

goats;

sally: vanilla #4

Opal: pillow princess, needy bottom, lactation kink, roleplay

Sasha: exhibition, praising, dommy mommy

Kim: switch, soft dom, gentle sensual sex, very vocal

Sheep;

poka and juniper: threesome, breeding, cunnilingus, scissoring, overstimulation, dirty talk, needy switches, light bondage

violet: gentle dom, praising, slow sensual sex, scissoring, face sitting

Azucar is a minor

wehrner: vanilla #5

Wolf pack;

roxy: soft dom, rough sex, knotting, breeding, cum inflation, breeding, overstimulation

Milo: soft dom, lactation kink, knotting, breeding, dry humping, cunnilingus

silas: daddy kink, spanking, praising, knotting, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial

kiki: knotting, brutal sex, humping, impact play, knotting, marking

Extras;

Coachella: breeding, Marathon sex, oviposition, degradation, teasing, edging

Cotton: Marathon sex, intense breeding kink, mommy kink, impact play, degradation/praising, cunnilingus, edging, whiny switch

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devourable · 11 months

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➶ the butcher

sfw | tags ; nb!yandere butcher x gn reader (only prn used for reader is ‘you’), yandere behavior/tendencies, stalking, butchery (duh), violent imagery/ideation + implied violence

i dont see explicitly nonbinary yanderes much at all so im here to change that bc us offgendered mfs can be are crazy too 😌 sorry if this kinda sucks bc i finished this up while half asleep

you always felt there was something… off. about the 24 hour deli you always passed by.

it seemed to always be empty, aside from the butcher who was constantly at work inside. chopping meat, severing flesh from bone, every action executed with nearly clinical precision. did they ever do anything else? how were they always so busy with so little customers?

you could never understand. but as much as you were put off by the strange little store, curiosity gnawed at you with equal strength.

because of that, the day you entered the shop for the first time late one night, you left all of your concerns at the door.

unbeknownst to you, the butcher had been watching you long before you ever entered their deli. they always felt your eyes on them when you passed by their store — your gaze just felt so different from others. electrical, almost. they always knew when you were nearby. you must've felt it too, right? the connection you had?

but poor rhodes, they could never just approach you! you never stopped by and you didn't even know their name. they never had an opening to meet you formally. it'd be such a shame to scare you off...

thus, they were content with watching you from a distance. they ensured you never noticed their dark eyes following you, only daring to observe you passing in their peripherals or looking in your direction after you had walked far enough away. how wonderful your appearance was... a lovely sight that always brightened up the monotony of their work days. it was so fun to see you go about your life, it satisfied them enough to not mind your lack of connection.

though, sometimes... they couldn't help but imagine the animals they were tearing apart were the folk they occasionally saw you talking to. to tear their skin off of them, cut them into filets and send them far, far away from you... they ideated about it more times than they'd admit. why did you have to interact with others in front of them?

the day you actually entered their shop was a day they'd never forget. they thought they were dreaming when you walked in, shivering from the cold of the night seeking warmth and food in their establishment for the first time. you'd started a new job, see, and your shift ended well after everything else had closed. you were forced to forgo dinner and you were starved. so rhodes' butchery was the only place nearby you could visit.

you were intimidated by them, admittedly. their hulking frame, blank expression, and rough voice combined with the blood and gore constantly clinging to their apron was enough to put anyone on edge. but they couldn't be that bad, right?

their rampant emotions were hidden behind the unwaveringly neutral expression they always held, and you were none the wiser to their thudding heart and the slight tremble in their hands as they took your order.

the exchange was simple enough — you ordered a sandwich and something warm to drink, they made it for you, and you'd sit in one of the few chairs scattering the deli's entrance to enjoy your food and try to wind down after your shift.

and just like that, a routine was established.

you got to know rhodes as you continued to visit their place of work. they weren't scary, just awkward! or so you told yourself. but they were so easy to talk to — albeit not the best conversationalist, they were a superb listener. they'd devote their full attention to you every time you spoke to them, not daring to breathe a word so they wouldn't interrupt your lovely voice. they'd learn everything they could about you during your conversations. how you were gradually getting used to your new job, how it was a good thing they were open so late, how you were grateful for their work... things that they'd replay in their mind over and over again when you left.

you never really thought much of it when rhodes began giving you food on the house, using various excuses from not wanting to have to reopen the register to having conveniently already made your favorite sandwich earlier that day for a canceled order. you were friends now! of course they'd want to do you favors.

you also never really thought of it when the coworker who you'd complained about to them a few times stopped coming to work, either. they made an enemy out of so many people at your job, maybe they got fired? it wasn't any of your business.

rhodes had no clue how they'd get closer to you just yet. but now that you were seeing them regularly, they didn't mind settling for making your life a bit easier.

in any way they could.

after all, no one was going to question a butcher for having bloodied clothes.

#🥩 rhodes williams #lovesick | ocs #mine | fics #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x oc #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere x darling #nonbinary yandere #nb yandere #t4t yandere #yandere oc #trans yandere

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janisbuggybones · 10 months

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I'm gonna try out actually writing.

An Introduction to Janis

Cw: yandere, kinda messed up, s/h, religious imagery (kinda?), stalking, mind fuckery, gn!reader, trans girl yandere, drugging mentions. Idrk?

You don't know where she came from. Her red velvet eyes glowed against her ghostly appearance as she seemed to stare you down wherever you went. Her soft cold fingers always drifting over your body and pulling you out of your slumber in the middle of the night, leaving you drenched in sweat as if you saw a ghost. Maybe you did, there wasn't much making her look human after all, her freakishly tall stature didn't help her look human in the slightest, that pale ghost like skin that held against her bones ever so deliciously only made her look too gorgeous to be real, and those soulless eyes that bore into your very soul-

"Dear, are you okay?" She asked softly as she shook your shoulder gently, bringing you out of your thoughts. Here she was. Her red eyes glowed against the darkness of your room at the time. Her skin seemed to glow with what little light had been allowed. Your breath caught in your throat and your skin went clammy.

"S-stop" was the only word you could mutter in your terrified state. Her eyes went wide, scarily so. Eyes shouldn't go that wide....human eyes don't work like that.

"Darling?" She said confused, her innocent and delicate voice piercings through the agonizing static of your ears. "What do you mean?" She said softly as she put her hand on your face. Cold...freezing cold...it isn't like she's a ghost after all, with a ghost there's nothing to feel. She was real. The scars on her arms were real. The deep ribbons of red that decorated her pale ghostly arms were real. The blood that dripped onto your white sleep shirt was real. She was in here with you. She was in your bed. She had her hands on you. Her bloody, massacred excuses for limbs were touching your petrified face.

You come to your senses and slap her hand away. "G-get out! I'm tired of being terrorized by you!" You tear up in fear as you push her out of your bed. Your blood is pumping and heart beating erratically. Your senses are on fire as you look down to her. Her head was down, letting you see her straight perfect white locks only. That hair isn't normal, no human can grow their hair out like that, can they? I mean she's nearly 2 meters tall and her hair goes down to her ankles.

The room is left in a chilling silence as she looked up to you with a plain expression. No smile, no frown, no tears, not even the glow to her eyes she once had.

"D-darling?" She said confused like she had never been through this before. The pushing, the outburst of emotions that built up over time. Had she forgotten? Her eyes looked up for some kind of explanation to what happened, why in the world were you acting like this? Her dull voids of nothingness and dark red looked upon your face for an answer, finding none as you looked down at her crying.

You were sick of this, all this....all this....what? You looked down at her. Her hurt expression now becoming clear to you as you quickly get down to her and hug her tightly. Her frozen skin bringing a comfort to you as you cry into the crook of her neck.

"I-im sorry....i-im so sorry" you cried as she sat there nearly lifeless. Her body felt colder as you grabbed at her harder, feeling an everpresent melancholy as you begged for forgiveness at her hand.

She looked down at you with tears bubbling at her once pristine white lashes, now beginning to decay or so it seemed. "Darling....y-youre just so confusing" she sniffled confused as she brought her pristine white hands up to the back of your head to cradle you gently against her.

Then the faulty night light you had plugged in the day before finally cut on, leaving you alone. You hugged a corpse, she wasn't the same girl as the pale white girl you had come to love. No, she was someone you thought could replace her. She was a random girl picked up off the street in hopes of satiating your ever-present need for the pale white girl. Her suffocating love, her cold lifeless hands, her glowing terifying eyes, her deep bright red scars, her nails sharp as knives, you missed it all. You thought you could satiate your need with this fake but you were sorely mistaken.

She wasn't as tall, or as pretty, or as gentle, or as loving as her. She wasn't as pale, you bleached her skin to achieve that look to hold up your delusions. You made her wear wigs and contacts and even take vocal training to sound like her, but it was all for naught. She was a disgusting fake, a gross imitation of your goddess you had previously taken for granted.

You took her obsessive love for you for granted, her omniscient place in your life for granted. She kidnapped you, sure, but she had only shown you nothing but love. She kept you fed, clothed, cleaned, and even helped you to find hobbies to do with her.......until the day you escaped. The day you left your shared beautiful lake side house and ran until you made it back to civilization. You cried for help, pleaded to be saved from the maniac in the woods, just to find out she was never there. That house had been abandoned, having no one live there for the past 200 years appearantly and you? No one believed the ravings of someone gone out of their mind. Someone disheveled and looking drugged beyond human capabilities. But you never had any drugs? She never gave you any, apart from normal vitamins for your health that you willingly took after a while. Nothing changed after that though?

You cried, being brought back to the present. The corpse you held brought you to the brink of insanity. You needed her, she was the only person in the world that brought you the feeling of sanity. You shakily stood and began the disposal of the body as you made a plan. You would go back there. To that beautiful house with a scenic lake all hidden in thick pine trees. It was burnt into your memory, so it wouldn't be a challenge to find it.

You bagged up the body, a nice offering for her perhaps? Would she even accept you after all this? Was a gift enough? Maybe you should give her you? Then she'd love you again like before.

Despite the coldness of the winter night, you made your way out to your car. Snow piled against the top and sides, you never were one to drive much, lest you be led back to that hellhole of a place you're currently planning to go to. You put the body in the trunk with a sigh before shutting it and getting in the driver's seat. The leather sitting against your skin reminds you of her hands. You aren't wearing much, just a night shirt and short shorts. They leave so much room to feel her against your skin, making your skin crawl with discomfort. You start the car, but don't turn on the heater. You like the feeling of her touching you again. With her touches always came kisses and your favorite movies and snacks.

You sighed shakily before starting your drive on the lone roads towards hell. You swear you saw her as you drove, standing against the white snowed over trees. She barely stood out, but you knew she was there, watching you just as she had been before.

You eventually got there, after days of driving and driving. Sleep evaded you as you stayed on the road, desperate to see your goddess again. As you drove past the dead end signs you were finally brought a slight ease, she wasn't too far away. You parked and grabbed the bag with the body in it before beginning your trek to the hell of a house you left.

Your body ached in coldness as the little clothes you wore did nothing to help you, but you were too far gone to care. All you wanted was her to hold you again. You eventually came upon her house. The forest was pitch black, save for the lights emanating from her big lake house. It was the essence of modern vacation home that costed an arm and a leg. On the porch she sat, sipping a cup of steaming tea as she looked at the gracious snowfall within the range of light surrounding her house in the middle of the night.

Your breath gets caught in your throat as you realize it's finally her. You're here with her again. Painful numbness spreads across your legs as you run to her ecstatically. "H-hey I'm back!" You find yourself finally saying as you look up to her from the steps. The body in the bag put in front of you as an offering, to your one and only goddess.

She looked down to you with the softest smile, she always had that smile with you. "Darling, you shouldn't have" she finally says after leaving you with an agonizing bated breath.

"D-do you accept it?" You ask with hope and optimism in your eyes as you dare to step forward.

"Of course dear! Take it to your old room and I'll get you warmed up" she smiled with soft pleasure as she encouraged you to take the body to the basement.

You obey, like a little dog, happy as you obey your goddess.

As you left, she let out the smallest giggle. It was all in her plan after all, to make you love her. It didn't matter it took so long, you're here now, and you love her. She sighed in happy content, a sip of her tea making her cheeks go rosy.

Janis Foster loved you oh so dearly, after all. She missed you oh so much, darling.

#yandere #yanderecore #irl yandere #yandere oc #ocs #original character #Janis Foster #tw yandere #yandere girl #girl yandere #trans yandere #x reader #yandere x reader #yandere wlw #yandere gn #gn yandere

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homo-rebel · 1 year

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Paparazzi

Vinny, the (soon to be) number one fan x influencer(bimbo/himbo)reader

Tw: just some cursing, not said towards anyone

He didn't care for you at first.

He didn't even know you existed tbh

Vincent, he prefers Vinny, was a photographer and nature was his calling, so why spend time on the internet

Likes? Leaves were preferred. Comments? Talk was cheap, the wind weaving through the trees could do talking.

He touched grass any chance he gets, he didn't need losers on the internet telling him to do something that was a daily routine.

(he was kind of a pretentious asshole, he didn't have many friends either)

So when he was at the local park taking photos for an college assignment (somehow doing something you enjoy after being told makes it less enjoyable, even photography wasn't safe) He didn't recognize you at all

You were one with the crowd, a blank face subject for his art in the background

So it was a surprise when you broke the mold and decided to interact with him

"Excuse me!"

His eye twitched. The willow tree he was in front of wouldn't move but being interrupted was still annoying

He turned his head over his shoulder, a scowl on his face

"What."

You blinked, ignoring his attitude, and gave him a grin

"Hiii, well I was over there and I noticed that you were, like, taking photos and stuff?"

'And stuff' What was wrong with you?

"So, like, me and my friends were wondering if you would, like, take photos for us?"

By then his whole body had turned and he stared blankly at you.

Seriously, who did you think you were?

He asked and you laughed

it wasn't condescending at all but good natured and joyful

Your laugh being cute didn't excuse your audacity, but he considered it a bonus

"You don't know me? I'm [internet handle] I thought I was, like, pretty popular but I guess not."

You weren't offended at all, in fact you seemed happier than before

He sighed and rolled his eyes

He didn't have time for this, his professor was a hardass and he didn't need more unessessary criticisms for being distracted

"No thanks, I'm pretty sure your iphone 54 or whatever will work just fine."

Another (cute) laugh

"I only have a iPhone 5, silly!"

God you were adorable insufferable

He turned back to the willow, wanting to get back to work

"On no wait! I have, like—"

Rustling was heard but he ignores it even though he was curious

"—$50 and uh, um, strawberry gum!"

Professionals charged much more, but he wasn't exactly professional, was he?

The two packets of beef ramen in his dorm could use company anyway

(strawberries were also his favorite, but you didn't need to know that)

"Fine, whatever."

"Yaaay!"

He let out a startled shout as you dragged him over to your friends

They were... somehow worse than you

You were annoying sure, but at least you were cute and seemed to be genuine

But they were just assholes

He felt like a worm surrounded by a bunch of judgemental butterflies as you explained everything

The $50 (and strawberry gum) would be worth it though

The photos he took of your friend group were....

disappointing

To say the absolute least

Stock photos, basic, vanilla, corporate, a dime a dozen,

Those descriptors seemed to stick to the photos like glue

He cringed, he stopped his assignment for this

The only thing that stood out was you.

Looking through the photos his scowl lessened as he focused on you in each one

"So do they, like, look nice?"

You peeked over his shoulder, the man hunching over his camera

"You look great." He mumbled out absent mindedly, still looking at the photos

Before you could question him, a girl from your group spoke up

"I hope so, seeing as we're paying for it."

His eyes slid over to your friend in disgust.

Who the fuck was she? She wasn't paying him a cent and had the gall to complain?

The others had their phones out and were in their own digitized world

He scoffed and showed you the photos glaring daggers at the free loader

You seemed satisfied (judging by your squeal of excitement) and placed the money and unopened pack of gum in his hand (unneeded but appreciated)

"Do you, like, need my number and my email or, just like, one?"

He didn't need your number, why would he want to hear you when he didn't need to?

He gave you his notepad and pen and asked for it anyway

"Oh you, like, never gave me your name!"

"Vincent, but uh call me Vinny"

You grinned sweetly at him, and he looked away

His face felt hot, he shouldn't have worn his hoodie

You waved your goodbyes as your group left, being the only one to do so

He didn't count the stank eye the freeloader girl gave him as a good bye

He stared as you all drove away, and the quietness settled back onto the park.

He popped some gum into his mouth headed to his dorm, it was too crowded for pictures now as the nearby elementary school had let out

He wasn't angry, surprisingly. He always hated missed opportunities to get things done sooner when possible

As the flavor left the gum in his mouth and he reached for another he think he knew why.

He opened his dusty old laptop as soon as he got in his dorm, ignoring his hunger to open up Safari

He hoped you weren't the type to spell things weirdly, it'd make it a bitch to find you

(Request are open!! ❤️)

#yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #gender neutral reader #male yandere #male yandere oc #trans yandere #trans yandere oc

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fearyandear · 11 months

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'Keeping Machi' - An Old Yandere Story About The Girl You Saved Wanting to Be Your Wife (TW: Abuse Mention)

Old concept art! So far, this is all I have to show, visually, for the story ^^" I haven't gotten around to revamping Machi's design or drawing the actual scenes/things that I want, but one day, maybe I will. As of now, I just want to eject this story's summary into the atmosphere. I love Machi and her domestic adventures with Y/N pop into my brain every once in a while but I don't know how the story would be received 👉👈

Oh well. The story summary is under the cut! Please regard my trigger warning for mention of abuse!

The son of someone important in a criminal organization had an infatuation with his 'best friend' victim, Machi, who's trans. The older they got, the more controlling he became, until he had Machi pretty much locked up in an apartment room for whenever he wanted to visit. She was there for a year, biding her time until there was finally a chance to run away. Naked, bruised but determined, she ran to the parking complex and pleaded for help to the first and only car she could see with someone inside.

Y/N had finalized the papers to move out of the apartment complex, they'd already moved into another town a long drive away and was just visiting one last time to say goodbye to people. Seeing Machi appear out of nowhere startles them, but they comply with opening the doors, letting them in and pretty much flooring it into the dark streets. Y/N is terrified, but any mention of the police has Machi begging not to turn her in, please. Y/N is stumped and suggests stopping somewhere to talk but Machi insists they just keep driving. To take her any other town but here, far away.

Y/N can feel they've just gotten involved in something, but they figure they're already this deep and the girl could really use some help. If she's that scared of the authorities… maybe it's for a reason. They keep driving as Y/N had planned anyways, eventually, they have to stop and Y/N gives Machi clothes, then they make it to Y/N's new town. Neither of them know what to do next, Machi is still in shock. Y/N decides to let her stay with them for now, and slowly, slooowly over months, the two get to know each other. Machi gets to feel comfortable for the first time. She's free.

I wouldn't really focus on the abuse stuff, but I feel it's important to address it first because what I wanted with the story is something slice-of-life-y that'd show Machi's slow progression with healing, feeling comfortable with her life, and understanding what love looks like. She's awkward but eager. She's never worked, never done any chores, and a stranger has taken her in out of sheer kindness. She feels like she has to really prove herself and keeps trying at housework until she gets stuff right. And she likes it. She enjoys feeling like she's helping, like she's needed. She loves learning new tips and new recipes to be able to impress you with how orderly she keeps things. She's always seeking praise.

She's terrified of leaving the apartment, and goes through a whole journey of holding your hand and taking baby steps to interact with the outside world. She's also terrified of people, but to her surprise, the town you moved into is very welcoming and understanding. The old lady next door especially has an intuition that clues her in to some of what Machi's gone through, and she tries to get involved. Machi has not only you to turn to anymore, after a while. But still,

After bringing her so much comfort and care, and after months (to maybe another year) of her cooped up only in your apartment together, you are her whole world. She was initially very shy, but over time, she becomes really aggressive with bridging gaps physically; as soon as she feels like she wants to hold hands she will. Same with cuddles, 'platonic' kisses and anything you let her get away with. Small victories for her as she is trying so hard to make things official. It's not all cute stuff, though. There are weird rituals she's taken to doing; love spells, incantations, messing around with fluids, she's willing to do a lot to be able to feel closer to you. To be able to have you confess and become hers in the ways that matter.

Really truly, equally as obsessively in love.

#female yandere #yandere girl #keeping machi #transgirl yandere #trans yandere #yandere trans #tw ab*se #tw abuse #cw abuse #creepy yandere #cute yandere #creepy cute #obsessive love #obsessive #possessive love

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