#yandere anti-venom

[knullanon]

please please please please! write a continuation of the symbiotes fic where reader gets token way from knull and into the hands of anti-venom. i beg of you. 😥

a/n: anti venom will appear next chapter I promise but for now you just get the glimpse of what he's got. also sorry to that one swedish anon bc Knull is mentioned many times here. and yes it's a venom gif because theres no knull gifs so yeah 😭😭 also, please mind the tags.

REDO: Symbiotes Being Assholes Part 3

words: 2787

warnings: kidnapping, physical abuse, talk of dismemberment, arguments, probably incorrect medical treatment for the broken nose, lmk if I missed any!

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"WAKE UP!"

Cletus jumped up, immediately regretting it as he felt his headache arise. He leaned back, his head swirling with pain.

"What the hell...?"

Get up, Cletus! We must go, we have to move!

Ignoring the pain, Cletus got himself up and looked around. He remembered the night before- leaving the apartment, driving for a few hours...

He sobered up once he realized what had happened. He looked around, seeing if he could see you, but you were nowhere to be found. Neither was Knull.

He got up, glass crunching under his feet as he jumped over fallen shelves. He rushed outside, seeing that it was empty. Just the truck, glass, and the gas pumps.

"Fuck," he breathed out, and moved towards the truck. Carnage was yelling about every idea and curse they had, and it was becoming more of a nuisance than any help. He opened the door, seeing that nothing was taken or broken, including the keys.

He took them! We have to get them back! What are we waiting for?! Let's go!

"I know that." He grabbed the keys and got into the driver's seat. "We gotta lay low for a minute, though."

He started the truck, and started to back out into the freeway. "We can't let Knull know we might be alive, because if he figures it out, we're probably never gonna live another day."

The truck rolled forward, and Cletus hit the gas. "We need a plan, and sooner than later."

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The first thing you had noticed when you woke up was how comfortable you were.

The bed you were given was the best you've ever had, even if you didn't want to admit it. There were layers of blankets and pillows stacked up on each other, and the mattress was so soft. It was like you were melting into it when you laid down.

The next thing you noticed was that your broken nose was patched up. It had bandages around it, along with some gauze. Fortunately for you, it didn't hurt that much. They must've given you something to combat it.

The room you were in was extremely spacious, and even though the bed was huge, it wasn't even taking up a third of the space. There was a vanity mirror on your left, a dresser and a door to your right, and in front of the bed was a window that stretched across the wall, with pink curtains that were pulled back. It showed a beautiful landscape of a wide farmland, with a forest to the sides and a beautiful sunrise.

You ignored all of that, though, and instead pulled the covers off of you. You got up and walked to the window. It seemed thick, not thick enough that you couldn't break it, but enough that it would have to get something big to break it. There wasn't anyone outside, either, so they would have either been in the house or somewhere else.

There wasn't anything else in the room that could help you. You found a pair of shoes and socks, but other than that, you were wearing what you were from the night beforehand. Was it the night before? You couldn't tell.

You went to open the door, finding that it was open. When you tried to open it, it made a loud creaking noise. You stopped, hearing and listening for anyone that would come by.

But nobody came.

You peaked your eyes out, seeing that there was no one there. When you opened it more, and looked the other way, no one was there. At first, you didn't want to move, in case it was some delayed reaction, and they were just behind the wall. But eventually, after a few more seconds of silence, your curiosity couldn't take it.

Making sure that you weren't making more noise, you slowly stepped out of the room before shutting the door. The hallway looked similar to the room, run down but still... homey.

Turning to the right, you decided to find the staircase since you were definitely on the second floor of the house. The hallway itself was more decorated than you originally had thought, as well. There were pictures, family photos, of an older man, probably in his late 50s, along with his wife. They both seemed very happy in the photo.

There were more photos of them, along with different awards and degrees, showing the accomplishments of the couple. You didn't give much focus to them, however, because you were already going down the stairs by the time you found the end of the hallway.

The stairs, while old, didn't make any noise when you went down them, which you were extremely thankful for. Once all the way down, you turned the corner, standing on the last step. The stairs went into a kitchen, which then led into a living room. You walked into the kitchen, looking around.

The first thing you looked for was a knife block, but either they didn't have one or they had been taken away. So, you continued opening the drawers, trying to find something to help you. Most of them were just utensils and tools, but eventually, you found the silverware drawer.

There were a few butter knives, but to the side, there were a few steak knives. You picked one up before you closed the drawer. You slid the knife into your pocket, being careful to make sure you wouldn't stab yourself by accident. When you were sure that it was secure, you moved into the next room.

The living room wasn't anything special. Two armrest chairs, a TV, and a coffee table. But there was a door on the other side.

You walked to it and turned the knob. It was unlocked, and while you wanted to run away, you again checked and made sure that there wasn't anyone outside waiting for you.

When the coast was clear, you swung the door open, and you shut it behind you. There was a little porch, and again, two chairs. Looking around, it seemed like there wasn't anything around you. No car, no buildings, just the house and the land in front of it. It must've been somewhere really remote.

Just when you were about to go back inside to see if there was anything else you could take, you smelled something. It was rotten, terrible, and even though your smell wasn't as prominent, you could tell it was from the side of the house.

Covering your nose, you walked over to the left side of the house, trying to see if the smell was from there, but there was only a few tools and some buckets

You turned towards the edge of the grass, where it was cut just enough to walk through, and the smell became more prominent. You tried to peak over the grass to see if something was there, but you couldn't see anything from where you were.

Before you could even walk to see if there was anything, you were picked up by the back of your neck and pulled off the ground. Your feet dangled while you grabbed the hand that held you, trying to pry it off.

"What are you doing?" You looked to your right to see that same symbiote from last night, Rumble? The orange streaks seemed more prominent than the previous night, probably due to the better lighting.

You continued to grab at their hand, trying to pull it off, but to no avail. Suddenly, you remembered the knife you had taken from the kitchen. You reached for your waist, only being able to pull out the knife, trying to stab the symbiote before it was grabbed and yanked away from you.

For a few seconds, you tried to pull the knife away from the symbiote but were unsuccessful. They held it above your reach, eyeing it, before they turned to you.

"Where did you get this?" When you didn't answer, they shook you harshly. "Where did you get this?"

"Fuck you."

Shaking their head, they walked back to the house while you struggled to get away. They walked all the way from the living room back to the room you were put in. They tossed you onto the bed and then slammed the door.

You rolled onto your stomach and pushed yourself up to sit. The symbiote moved towards the vanity mirror and sat on the bench. It creaked with their weight, but it held itself up.

"_____, where did you get this?" They held up the knife, pointing it towards you. You didn't respond.

It seemed to piss them off as they got up from the bench, seemingly going to lunge at you. But they stopped. They seemed to be thinking, and they sat back down. Maybe they thought it wasn't worth it?

"Look, I know that you may be a little... stressed from the recent events, but you have to be cooperative. Knull will not be as forgiving as I might be, and if he finds out you were outside... it won't be good."

Silently rolling your eyes, you pushed yourself against the wall. "Then why did he break my nose?"

They cringed for a moment but quickly composed themselves, "He did not mean it: you were simply acting out."

"Acting out? I was trying to get away from him because he grabbed me!"

Rumble hissed, whispering, "Do not raise your voice."

Before you could even answer, they continued, "_____, you must calm down before he comes back. He- urgh," they got up from his chair, and paced around for a moment.

They turned back to you, and held out the knife. "I won't tell him about this," he gestured the knife towards you, "But what I will say is this- if you continue to act out, either to me, or worse, Knull, I won't save you from the consequences. Do you understand?"

You looked at their hand, and then back to them. You remembered how worried Cletus and Carnage were about Knull, and how easily he was beaten. While Eddie nor Venom never said anything about either Carnage or Knull, you knew that it would be the same for them.

"...I understand." Rumble nodded, and began to walk out. "I'll leave you here for now: Knull will be back by noon, he should bring you lunch."

They opened the door, but they turned back to you. "I'm... sorry for shaking you. But please, next time just cooperate."

They shut the door, and you heard it lock.

You already checked the room beforehand, so you took off your shoes and socks, setting them down next to your bed. You laid down, trying to rest, while also trying to think of any way to escape.

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The next few hours were just sleeping. You didn't dream at all, but when you woke up, you saw that it was probably already noon. You pulled back the covers, and noted that your shoes and socks were gone, and replaced with slippers.

You looked back to the window, trying to see if anyone was outside. You couldn't tell, so you laid back down.

While you were thinking about what to do, you heard a knock. The door opened, and you saw Knull peer inside. He smiled, and pushed open the door fully. He walked in, and you saw Rumble follow behind him.

Even though the room was huge, it looked small when Knull fully stepped inside. He looked around, humming a little tune, before he walked over to your bed and sat at the edge.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, holding a plate of food. You didn't really care about the food, though. Instead, you glared at Knull, not looking away for a moment.

You could see Rumble give you a nervous look, but you didn't give him a glance. Knull's smile faltered a little, but he held out the plate of food, trying to get you to take it.

"It won't kill you to eat." When you didn't reach out to take it, he continued, "_____, it's just meat and potatoes, how hard can that be to eat?"

While you were going to continue to ignore him, you gave a quick glance at Rumble, and the genuinely seemed worried. They were holding their hands, and their eyes, while just blank, still held some sort of warning.

I won't save you from the consequences.

You turned back to Knull, and reluctantly grabbed the plate from him. His smile returned, as he beamed at you. "Good, eat as much as you can."

He reached out to touch your face but you moved to the side. He frowned. "_____." You heard Rumble quietly protest, but you did not care.

"Why did you take me?"

Knull looked at you, and shook his head before he suddenly stood up, and yanked the plate out of your hands. He threw it at the wall, a loud crash following suit. Food and ceramic bits were all across the dresser and the wall, but he didn't seem to care and he grabbed you by your shirt and hoisted you up.

"Why are you acting so difficult? I saved you, I'm bringing you to a better life and all you can do is act like a brat."

"Why did you take me?" You could see him get irate when you repeated yourself, and he was about to do something to you, but suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"_____ is simply worried, they're not in the right of mind-"

Knull dropped you, letting you fall to the bed, and lunged towards Rumble. They tried to dodge, but were unsuccesful. Knull backhanded them, hitting them across the room and through the window. Glass shattered everywhere, and you heard Rumble hit the ground below the room. What was with Knull and throwing people through windows?

While you tried to peek over to see if they were ok, Knull marched over to the broken window. "You will not interfere with this!" He pointed down, probably to Rumble, before he turned back and walked to you.

He kneeled, grabbing your face before you could stop him. He rubbed his thumbs across your cheeks, and he embraced you in a hug.

"_____, I love you very much, you are very dear to me. You are my baby, and you will have everything you will ever ask for once you are ready. But..."

"The next time you run away like you did this morning, I will cut off your legs and make sure you never leave me again."

You were silent, trying not to show your fear. He gave you a kiss on your forehead, smiled and stood up. He walked to the door, saying, "I will see you tonight. Fix your attitude by then."

He stopped and turned to the window, yelling out "Rumble, replace that window before tonight."

He slammed the door behind you, and you were left shaking, as you wondered what you were going to do.

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By the time you were getting ready for bed, Rumble had finally fixed your window by having another symbiote in the nearby city get a new window panel for him. He had let Knull be in charge of giving you your dinner, as he did not want another window to be replaced.

They were just getting down from putting it in place when they heard something from behind them. They turned around, seeing nothing. They looked closer, and saw an outline of someone in the trees.

"Who's there?"

A voice shushed them. "Be quiet."

Just before Rumble could attack them, the stranger put their hands up. "I am not here to fight you, but I need you to listen to me."

Rumble scoffed. "Why should I trust you?"

"Because I know that you feel somewhat bad for _____. I have a way to get them out."

Rumble did not falter in their stance, but they were intrigued. "How can a human defeat a god?"

"Oh please, I'm not that human."

The figure stepped out, and Rumble realized they were another symbiote. A white and black one, and while they looked familiar, they couldn't remember who it was.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Anti-Venom, I am a... offspring of Venom. I have a proposition for you, that I think you would benefit greatly from."

Rumble considered his options. He gave a glance to the window, knowing Knull was either still there or was somewhere in the house.

"Let's find somewhere more private, yes?" Anti-Venom smiled, it's teeth glinting in the light.

Rumble relaxed, and fully turned to Anti-Venom, nodding. "You have one chance."

Anti-Venom chuckled. "That will be all I need."

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I was rereading the previous parts and got inspired to write this. I hope y'all like it tho because this was fun to write, love you guys sm <3

also yes Anti-Venom will appear next chapter dw I just feel like I'm not giving anyone in the story any dialogue so I wanna work on that

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[yanderelmk]

Can u do a yandere syntax x gender neutral readeeerrr? headcanons (and a lil oneshot maybe)

-🕶️ anon with cool glasses

Right off the bat, this man most likely would've relished the idea of turning you into a spider demon and basically taking you under his wing, even if you know not a thing about tech stuff

He will spend hours trying to throw tech-rizz at you, tech-related pick-up lines (You turn my software into hardware)

Highlights of lines he'd practice in a mirror for you: "Are you made of beryllium, gold, and titanium? 'Cause you're BeAuTiful!" "Hi. My name is Windows. Can I crash at your place?" "Are you Google Glass? 'Cause you augment my reality." "I always thought love was an abstract class until you made an instance of it." "Are you a computer keyboard? Because you're my type."

I just spent the past 15 minutes gathering those and wheezing because I just KNOW Syntax thinks he's like hottest thing on this side of Megapolis when he says these, he will lean up against the wall with a sly smile completely convinced he's swept you off your feet

Be careful though this guy could hack into any of your devices to check to see who you've been messaging, what your incognito tab history looks like, and how long you've stared at a person's profile and he will get thoroughly jealous, trying to figure out why you didn't respond to his message immediately

He texts either in the most abstract abbreviated way or like he's some mediaeval lord composing a sonnet to his intended while he's trying to ask you out (if he even goes that route instead of just nabbing you)

He is not a barbarian, he'll give you three days to make your choice to pick him. In his mind that's all the time you need. By his calculations you should have fallen for him by the third day, and if not...well, the queens venom makes her subjects loyal to her, there must be a way for him to tinker with it to add in a dash of loyalty to him

Actually- imagine you get a message on your computer and it's him saying he took the liberty of properly clearing out your device of any trackers, set up proper anti-virus, etc. Creepy, but hey at least your computer's protected

Speaking of protected he'd likely be the type of person to insist that he knows who you ought to hang around, "You deserve much better than...those of a lower IQ."

Obviously he thinks he's the highest caliber for you to be around, and will firmly drag you away from a social situation where he thinks you need his assistance (whether you asked for it or not)

Cannot express why, Syntax gives the vibes of someone who is...perhaps not 'snobbish' or 'uppity', I think the best word is 'persnickety'. Quite the fussypants when it comes to his own standards and how you deserve the same treatment. After all, you are his darling

#lmk #lmk syntax #lmk yandere #yandere lmk #lmk syntax x reader #lmk syntax x reader headcaons #lmk yandere syntax #lmk yandere syntax x reader #lmk yandere syntax x reader headcanons #lmk yandere x reader

[sweetstarling]

When I wake Up, I'm Afraid somebody Else will Take My place- Obsessed!Dorm Leader x Reader

Hello, lovelies! I hope you like this and a more crimson theme.

Theme: Dorm Leaders acting obsessed over their crush.

Warning: Yandere

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~𝕯𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕽𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝕳𝖔𝖑𝖊 𝖂𝖊 𝕲𝖔~

Riddle Rosehearts:

🌹As the dutiful queen of Heartslabyul, His gaze is always lingering on each student, their paranoia always obvious: Is he watching? Did I break another rule? Oh no... His presence is both overwhelming and anti-climatic, he's there but you're not a hundred per cent sure, like, the ghost of a loved one haunting you but you can never tell.

🌹The situation is slightly different with you, He doesn't want you to feel his shadow looming over you, Taking in how strictly his mother raised him, his morality still keeps a sense of etiquette; Allowing you to feel alone even when he's there, he knows you want that distant comfort sometimes.

🌹Besides, stalking, he'll make it part of his routine to keep a pristine eye on your work and the way you present yourself, He can't have you looking any less than perfect most of the time. But...What if he snaps? All his strained beliefs escape him within mania and he starts putting you above any rules, starts believing that someone as deity- like, as you should not be below any rule. He practically worships you, and only you.

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The hair coloured aflame like the unstoppable passion he felt you, you were liberation in his eye: The once neat uniform crinkled as the blazer was completely discarded, his under eyes slightly discoloured but irises, the orbs of light seemed to plunge into both your darkest of nights and sweetest of dreams. The blood in his heart pumped as loud as you felt his bitter-sweet love on you, The still porcelain face of the dorm leader lay gently on your lap as his body didn't even tremble on his knees.

Can I Continue To Love You Like This?

Leona Kingscholar:

🦁Unfortunately, not the future king of the savannahs but the king of Savannaclaw, he stays undefeated whether strength or influence, challenging the king of beasts was unheard of in his dorm. Leona is quite isolated, to begin with, only coming out to give orders and putting rowdy first years back into their places. He's predatory, He enjoys the hunt before the kill and will always have an eye on you: Losing sleep wasn't an issue, at least not when it comes to you.

🦁Spending most of his time with a tight eye on you, green orbs not so gentle as he keeps an eye out for anyone he approaches you and even goes as far to get Ruggie to follow you when he can't. Ruggie wasn't meant to know about you, but when Leona had started acting more independent and keeping more so to himself just to plan on how to capture you, the hyena had somehow caught on as those gem-like eyes had instead shown the bitter venom of envy.

🦁Leona is much older than the rest of the students who attend, an adult by far, and the ability to make you his permanently more so. After a while, chasing after you isn't enough and the capture is much more satisfactory: Taking care, he chooses to manipulate you into either moving into his dorm with him and even more so, leaving school to live with him back in the Savannahs. The next step can take more time if you require it, he respects you and won't ever show his frustration towards you and instead take in the fact he finally has someone who loves him and sees him as the king he could've been.

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Life in the palace isn't as captive as you would expect, the winds of liberty are gentle yet, Leon is frequently out, his presence missing in the warm sands early in the mornings: Random meetings with his majesty are always looming in the shadows, the hopes of you keeping out anyone's grasp. You're free to do as you wish, stroll down the halls and into the fields and go as far as letting you travel around the land owned; A bird captive in a large cage, the cats' eyes glow in the dark and the scent lingers on you late into the nights, marks linger on you for days as he keeps you close in the times of dusk.

I'll always be there for you.

Azul Ashengrotto:

🐙This merman is supposed to be analytical, the most manipulative capable of forcing you into a contract without hesitation if it meant he gets what he believes he deserves. With you, he just can't think straight, An ink-filled void stains any visions and drags him further into a Bermuda triangle of madness and yet, he won't let go of you. He knows it’s because of you his anxiety fills him whole and yet he enjoys the feelings you induce.

🐙 A part of him wants to trap you, deep inside the tank of his overflowing emotions, enclosed within the territory of his dorm where the power of the sea witch reigns supreme and very few can challenge him; in burns in him to keep you close, have his closest his friends watch you constantly but his insecurities grow the longer he loves you and he realises the more he’ll trap you, the further away you go, leaving him to submerge further into waves of depression as he thinks you’ll no longer love him. A twisted desire hurried deep into his soul under the sand of his service to you, if only you felt this same love to him as he did to you.

🐙Instead of isolating you from others by force, he absent-mindedly takes a hold of you by his tentacles any time of day, always the first one to notice your change of mood and never the last to invite you straight into his lounge, serving you personally. Over time he'll take control of your free time and climb the ranks to reach both being your best friend that you end up talking to late at night past midnight as you question reality and the lover you can rely on to still be there in the morning.

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The sky's tears fell straight onto the ground and caressed the clean crystal-like glass, a lukewarm calming rage that kept the love-submerged room dark. Curtains were left undone, and the clock ticked past the shadows of morning; His breath could light your neck aflame as his warm hands but slightly cooler arms were wrapped around you, pale grey eyes like the thunder to the rain that poured outside, he took you in and the atmosphere hoping to never let you go.

Stay with me, a little longer...

Kalim Al-Asim:

💧Life for him has always been hectic and even he directly influences his own fast-paced life as a lot of things are on impulse which leads to a lot of unexpected events for you; the moment he realises he loves you, it's like the sudden moment of a drizzle to a shower of rain mid-day during the days of hot summers; Your clothes are drenched and yet you can't help but enjoy the moment of the sudden cold. Kalim automatically out to please you whether by giving you gifts, inviting you to visit his dorm, playing games till late into the night or trying to invite you to his home for the holidays.

💧He grows attached to you excessively and already plans a future for the both of you long into the days of time, a domestic life blazes his daydreams and he can't let go, imagining taking you to your favourite places and customising your home to your favourite aesthetic no matter how often it changes. He introduces you to his family quite early and from then on invited you to every ethnic celebration and holiday, bringing you to his home every school break as if you were already lifetime partners or a long-time married couple just returning home after leaving together for a getaway.

💧He respects you and treats you as if you were born above royalty, but drags you into the deep depths of his own culture and old traditions with a mindset of not forcing you into areas that are considered too much for you or directly contradictory to your own beliefs. He can't help however dress you into whatever fine silks he finds and getting them handcrafted to suit your desires; covering you in jewellery and presenting you with whatever reminds you of him, even slightly suffocating such adoration as he'll isolate you from others whether unintentionally by taking up all your time or a certain feeling of anxiety of being abandoned.

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A plush array of colours caress the skin of your feet identifying itself as a carpet rather than a piece of art in itself, a cushion taking hold of the rest of your legs and protecting your knees as you're presented with the low table; Rubys glowed across you, even in the finest silks and purest golds you could always distinguish those crystals of pure fire that kept you warm in the coldest of nights in the Arabian lands. White henna plastered his body, almost as pure as snow like the adoration he held for you tainted with the gold instruments that scattered his skin almost like chains of obsession that grasped onto you.

Will You Join Me on This Carpet Ride?

Vil Shoenheit:

💋Vil is constantly in the spotlight of social media and in slight fear of his fan's obsession towards you, specifically negative, He would try to keep you out completely from the public eye and going as far as making sure any public photos of him have you blurred; Over a long course of time he'll mention you to his fans constantly before finally allowing them glimpses of you but becomes hyper-aware of certain information not being noticeable such as location, he wouldn't want any unwanted stalkers or people who would try to harm you for him.

💋Days passed, months but most likely not years until he suddenly breaks a bit making himself believe this is the best way to keep you safe even if it's only for certain circumstances; As a master of poisons proclaimed by the residents of his dorm, small drops of poisonous liquid find their way one way or another into a meal of yours each day, the queen a master mind behind it all yet, wishes no ill intent as there once was a royal who became immune to poison by doing so why not treat you in such a manner and keep you behind a wall of ivy from potential illness or sickness by people who could cleverly craft your fall.

💋Vil receives gifts upon gifts alongside sponsorships and wishes to share them all with you but he makes Rook double-check everything more than once before finally taking the honours of handing you any desserts or products he thinks you'll like, and feels an ounce of pride when he sees you using them knowing it's because of his work you can proudly enjoy it. Going as far as teaching you how to use certain products correctly or just fully taking control and refreshing you for the day so you look even more striking and you won't have to do any work and instead melt into his care and adoration.

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The wind soared past you, a forest of trees shaking nearby as the rays of the sun were absorbed by all the sickly green leaves as the light became nor more until the orb of the night finally raised behind it all; flowers crowded the glass in all your favourite combinations never reaching the limitation of life, a young cottage sat almost comfortably within it all. The feminine-looking young man robed modestly in shades of magenta stood behind you wrapping his arms around you with his eyes tightly shut, were they broken or full of life, it didn't matter if it was for you.

Do You Like It?

Idia Shroud:

👾Idia is quite powerful in terms of technology and analytical thinking, being able to hack into other people's accounts or completely shut down a system or even go as far as doxing someone which he wouldn't normally do especially if he was in the right state of mind but having taken glance of your internet life and the peoples' adoration towards you a part of him wishes all those posts and attention from the public would be swallowed whole by tartarus and into the deepest parts where even Kronos doesn't reach and perhaps he did go that far, completely taking down everything but even he's not sure, it was in the middle of the night and can't remember what state of mind he was in.

👾At first it was a one-time thing and decided to completely take up your name to avoid you thinking about it and playing it off as an app glitch, guilt kept burying him but he couldn't even realise properly why he did it, until, you restarted a new account and he felt threatened once more the same time of night and the same place watching over your posts. As if a rage of death had taken over him, as unpredictable as a roll of dice but not completely uncertain as there are only six sides. Choosing to completely diminish your profiles once more and even going as far as deleting the apps and blocking the sites from your devices all in one strike of darkness; Fountains of blue hair covered his face once morning raises once more, the seeds of red had grown in him giving him authority over what shouldn't be his yet he took control so foreign but refined.

👾Idia spends nights thinking about what could be done and decides on using his younger brother as bait bringing you in, a natural friendly atmosphere from the younger shroud who eventually keeps you trapped in the underworld of gaming to bring happiness and light into Idia's world; Idia traps you in ignihyde, where the day never ends as there is no sun as the light is from the illuminating lights of futuristic technology and screens so bright they could look right into your soul.

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Amber eyes stole your soul and drag you down even further into an ocean of madness, a black vacuum of no stars enclosed the both of you in this world, a waxing moon guided the people in the young night with little to no light as the blazing star felt so much further than the orb of night. Saphire blue strands curled in the wind submitting to the atmosphere walking by your side, not a ghostly remain of people in sight as you enter the next hours of dawn until twilight in the metallic streets and markets with the lights still blazing on.

Stay By My Side, please...

Malleus Draconia:

🥀Nights are a fresh day here, sunrise and sunset two halves of one whole sharing the same side of a gold coin; The dragon-like fae had long liked your presence already deciding upon sending a letter to his grandmother back home informing her of finally finding someone who treats him like an equal and not a superior. The dark coffee-stained parchments drowned with inked words until the words start to sound more like futuristic hopes rather than present hours as he claims to bring you back to the valley soon; And, brings you he does in the guise of wanting to introduce you to his only blood-related family, unaware of your stay being permanently extended until the number of silks and robes being chosen for you personally by her higher have become known.

🥀Having been raise to be old fashioned in the arts of courting, it's almost quite distant with his choices as he trys to adapt to the way you're most comfortable and being unaware of certain modern social etiquete but asking Lilia may not always be the right choice, as the fae just feeds into Malleus' more animalistic desired deep rooted in his core. Being pushed straight into entrapping you in the walls of the castle dancing around you to all your desired like being trapped in a circle of mushrooms that aren't yours in a old fairy tale. Malleus has a great amount of power with possesivness to fuel the flamee, like a mighty beast protecting its lair, he takes anyone who approaches you as possible threat and over time choses to limit your contact with others unless a few circle of people if you beg him enough if it truly hurts you, he doesn't want to hurt you.

🥀He'll keep you alive for as long as he lives or even longer, even wishing to step down in is royal position slightly to let you have the real throne like you deserve in his eyes just as his grandmother had full control that crown should be yours. He turns into your most faithful servant and most loyal king, your true believer and worshiper answering to your every beck and call with its limits; He takes you out late at night to visit the stars and breaks crtain older traditions for a couple just to keep you close.

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A gold littered throne presented itself perfectly ontop of crimson blood carpet holding the shadowed memories of peopple that once were who tried to win your heart, the large almost towering glorified furniture held a sofa like posture as you took the space to do as you wish; The midnight painted fae stood right beside, his back hunched downwards his face peering towards yours as he watched the reflection of adoration of his eyes pulse in the lake of your twilight orbs.

I care about You and the state of You

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #octavinelle #octavinelle x reader #heartslabyul x reader #heartslabyul #pomefiore #savanaclaw #ignihyde #diasomnia #scarabia #twst riddle x reader #twst leona x reader #azul x reader #twst kalim x reader #twst vil x reader #idia shroud x reader #malleus x reader #twst floyd #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #idia shroud #vil shoenheit #malleus draconia

[dinozarr]

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CZAR o YOCIÉL ⸝⸝ ❪⠀ABBY ANDERSONS L♡VR⠀❫ ♱⠀please read everything that is listed below. therefore, if you ever have any questions or concerns don't be afraid to dm them to me, i will try my best to answer them at a timely manner.

(ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ BEFORE YOU FOLLOW . . . i don't necessarily mind if my works are posted on other platforms, as long as proper credit is given. i also don't mind translations either considering the fact i speak spanish myself. however, if i find a work of mine posted to a different platform, or even on here, without any proper credit, then there will be a problem.

⠀ please do not overly like my posts because tumblr will think i am a bot, when i am not. do not like more than five posts at a time because that can/will affect the state of my blog. if you do not listen to this, then i will have no other choice but to block/mute you.

(ﾉ´ з `)ノ I DO NOT WRITE FOR . . . sukuna. anything that is sexual content with minors, seeing as i am nineteen. this also includes aging up minors for sexual desires (you're fuckin weird if you do). dubcon. noncon. cnc. incest/stepcest. grape/s3xual 4ssault. pregnancy anything. somnophilia. pedophilia. teacher x student (only teacher x assis. teacher is acceptable). feet kink. piss kink. orgies. ed’s. race play. pet play. scat. mpreg. large age gaps. breast feeding. age regression. DDBG. MDBG. suic!de/s3lf h4rm. scat. yandere (this romanticizes ppl with bpd so absolutely not).white readers. eating disorders. abusive characters. p3dophelic characters. vore. necrophelia.

(♡-_-♡) I DO WRITE FOR . . . on my blog i will write for any/all of the things that i'm interested in. ranging from the marvel cinematic universe, to five nights at freddy's. if you request a character or idol i am unaware of/have no knowledge on, i will try my best to do research on them. if you do so happen to request a minor character x reader, i will only write sfw content. if you request anything else you will be hard blocked. don't try to be slick with it either.

(๑˘︶˘๑) DO NOT INTERACT . . . wattpad writers/new tumblr users that come from wattpad (y’all r so unoriginal i cant fathom). men/male identifying people (this is literally a lesbian account). white people. dsmp fans. stray kids fans (specifically bangchan fans). leia apologists (black swan). kids under 15 (you're a middle schooler and i'm in college, so it makes me a tad bit uncomfortable). racists. white celebrity stans. homophobes. transphobes. fatphobes. ableists. yandere lovers. he/him lesbian haters (kys fr).

⠀genderfluid/nonbinary lesbian haters (kys ×2). female-identifying venom simps (he's literally fucking gay, you're weird). female-identifying BL/yaoi readers. coryxkenshin haters (you deserve absolutely nothing). you age up minors to write smut for them. miles morales antis. you anti any of my favs !!

♡ ～('▽^人) FOR MINORS . . . i won't block you if you're a minor because that'd be extremely hypocritical of me since i was introduced to wattpad/smut at a young age. however, it does make me uncomfortable when i'm AWARE of the fact that minors are on my account. so i don't care if it's in your bio, just don't explicitly tell me you're under 18. i am not responsible for what you read on the internet nor am i responsible for you not liking my works. if you don't, then leave cause it wasn't for you in the first place.

(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ FOR REQUESTS . . . you can send requests to my inbox whenever you'd like. but, just know that i have a job, so i might not be able to always get to your requests as quickly as you'd like me to. i also always put my works first because they mean the most to me. if you want to request anonymously then dm me and i will turn them on for you. but only if it’s a request because i won’t turn anons on otherwise.

⠀when it comes to writing actual fanfic STORIES (not oneshots), i will only ever write for “x oc”. i don’t write real stories for “x readers”, only oneshots, drabbles, and thirsts.

#❙ ⋆ 𝑵𝐀𝐕𝑰 ❞ #† t.rack bylaws #follow these or not cus idc i don’t mind cussing loser freaks out #graphic inspo: icednoju on pinterest

[metalgearwitcher]

What I WILL write: Fluff Angst Hurt/Comfort Gender Neutral reader Fem Reader Male Reader MLM, MLW WLW Platonic (all underage characters are auto-platonic) Smut Pregnancy dark topics (suicide, murder, death, sh etc) canon typical violence ( there is a lot of it in these franchises, they are anti war stories afterall maybe not depicting some of the things that happen in canon it but I can still reference them )

Will Not Write Non-con Yandere Underage "disturbing" kinks (usually meaning involving noncon partners, violence or bodily functions, mostly) feel free to ask if your kink is ok or not) Character x Character AUs ( sorry not my thing)

I will not judge you at all for any kinks or personal interests - do not be afraid to message me with any questions you have

will some detail with the requests like a prompt, but not so much that I'm just writing your OC

am a slow writer. I might take a while to finish a request

If there is a character that isn't on the following lists, ask about them to see if I write for them

character list below the RM

Metal Gear

I'm not familiar enough with metal gear rising to write for those characters but most of the others are fair game

MGS character list

Solid Snake

Big Boss or Naked Snake

Revolver Ocelot

Otacon

Meryl Silverburgh

Johnny Sasaki

Sniper Wolf

Zero

EVA

Para-Medic

Kazuhira Miller

Strangelove

Cécile

Venom Snake

Quiet

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The Witcher Iv only gone through the Witcher 3 so I'm not familiar with the previous games, so I will do research to write for some of the more popular characters like Vernon Roche and Iorveth

This is based on the game version the characters not the tv show. I still like the show I just think there should be more content for the game characters ( though I might make an exemption for Jaskier I love him too much to exclude)

I'm not finished with the book series yet but I may included details from it and reference book only stuff or use characterization if there isn't enough detail for them in the games, I will probably add more characters when I'm finished with the books, like Milva

Witcher character list Ciri

Geralt of Rivia

Dandelion

Jaskier (TV)

Triss Merigold

Shani

Vesemir

Yennefer of Vengerberg

Eskel

Lambert

Vernon Roche

Iorveth

Cerys an Craite

Regis

Ves

#metal gear x reader #the witcher x reader #metal gear solid #the witcher 3 wild hunt #metal gear solid x reader #the witcher 3 x reader

[97ify]

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•⠀ i don't necessarily mind if my works are posted on other platforms, as long as proper credit is given. i also don't mind translations either considering the fact i speak spanish myself. however, if i find a work of mine posted to a different platform, or even on here, without any proper credit, then there will be a problem.

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•⠀ anything that is sexual content with minors, seeing as i am nineteen. this also includes aging up minors for sexual desires (you're fuckin weird if you do). incest/stepcest. grape/s3xual 4ssault. pedophilia. teacher x student. feet kink. piss kink. pet play. DDBG. MDBG. suic!de/s3lf h4rm. scat. yandere. white readers. eating disorders. abusive characters. p3dophelic characters.

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•⠀ on my blog i will write for any/all of the things that i'm interested in. ranging from the marvel cinematic universe, to five nights at freddy's. if you request a character or idol i am unaware of/have no knowledge on, i will try my best to do research on them. if you do so happen to request a minor character x reader, i will only write sfw content. if you request anything else you will be hard blocked. don't try to be slick with it either.

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•⠀ men/male identifying people (this is literally a lesbian account). white people. dsmp fans. leia apologists (black swan). kids under 15 (you're a middle schooler and i'm in college, so it makes me a tad bit uncomfortable). racists. white celebrity stans. homophobes. transphobes. fatphobes. ableists. yandere lovers. he/him lesbian haters (kys fr).

•⠀ genderfluid/nonbinary lesbian haters (kys ×2). female-identifying venom simps (he's literally fucking gay, you're weird). female-identifying BL/yaoi readers. coryxkenshin haters (you deserve absolutely nothing). you age up minors to write smut for them. miles morales antis. you anti any of my favs !!

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•⠀ i won't block you if you're a minor because that'd be extremely hypocritical of me since i was introduced to wattpad/smut at the age of 9/10. however, it does make me uncomfortable when i'm AWARE of the fact that minors are on my account. so i don't care if it's in your bio, just don't explicitly tell me you're under 18. i am not responsible for what you read on the internet nor am i responsible for you not liking my works. if you don't, then leave cause it wasn't for you in the first place.

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•⠀ you can send requests to my inbox whenever you'd like. but, just know that i am a full time college student and also have a job as well, so i might not be able to always get to your requests as quickly as you'd like me to. i also always put my works first because they mean the most to me. however, aside from that, whenever you DO send a request please for the love of god be as descriptive as you can possibly be. make sure to include if you want a f/gn/afab reader, dom/sub, name of character, ages, settings, smut/ fluff, etc etc.

⤷ TO ADD ONTO THAT . . . when you submit a request, whether it be through my inbox or dms, please send three "🦭🦭🦭" so i know that you have thoroughly read through each and every last one of these rules. if you do not send one in your messages, i will ask you to read my rules before coming back to me and re-asking, this way there's no miscommunication on what i will and will not write.

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•⠀ i will also ask you to fill out a form when requesting. this way i know exactly what you want in your work. i expect you to be as explicitly detailed as possible when filling this form out because if not i won't know what you want and most likely won't even write your request.

「 📝 」 FORM (++ EXAMPLES) ! 〄

reader type :: (f,gn,afab)

reader personality type :: (dom/sub)

character request is for :: (mikasa ackerman)

setting/scenario :: (pre-timeskip, post-timeskip, in a car, the bedroom, public, etc. *pls be descriptive*)

genre type :: (smut/fluff)

IF SMUT . . . what kinks :: (praise, begging, femdom, etc)

request type :: headcanons (15 max), oneshot (2-3k wrds), drabble (100-1k wrds)

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[quivm]

check if you are !!

homophobic, racist, pro-ana, anti chubby readers, any 'ic' or 'ist', terf, anti neo pronouns, participate in usless discourse, -13 if you are please do not interact (dming, following ect) with me and i will block you !

25+ can interact but i have boundaries but please dont dm me and try to have normal conversations i have boundaries

yes i am 16, so be mindful of that and yes i write nsfw ( and sfw ) so dont dm me putting me down for it. teens have hormones too, oh no !!

this page is mostly for teens like me to have pages which they can interact with that like the same stuff because most are 'minor dni' ( understandable ) but all ages are allowed

i am dyslexic so please help me in finding spelling and gammar mistakes just dont put me down for it (´▽ʃ♡ƪ)

kinkshaming is not entertained here but i have boundaries please

i allow prompts + thrists but not requests

please dont message me constantly about add a second part or finishing a one part/project it will make me not want to and feel pressured one message is enough

i only give other socials to close mutuals !!

discourse around anything i write please dm me about it if it serious so i can amend or take it down

i mostly write fem reader but gn reader is possibly. female genital will be present most always unless specified in nsfw

edit!! i do write male reader now as well but it will be explicitly said in the beginning

i write sfw and nsfw. all minor characters while only get sfw pieces (i dont do aged up)

i dont do request unless i say do but there will be a time limit. if you still send some i will ignore them till next time ( ;´꒳`;)

switch, dom, sub reader will be written!

i write all characters sexualities (eg. maki x fem!reader)

do not repost my blogs onto wattpad or ao3 i will find out and be pissed if you want to share it give the link! you can ss and share that but have my @ and link next to it or in the comments

i write drabbles, short stories , long and headcannons but long stories are more rare

i write bc i want to this isnt that serious

fandoms might i write for : blue lock, death note, akama ga kill, mha, mob psycho, aot, tokyo revengers, jjk, genshin ( only childe ), pjsk, tokyo ghoul, csm, ohshc, manhwas ( not listing them ), dune, spiderverse, marvel, venom. dm me if you want me to write a fandoms thats not on here i might be into it !

again i will write nsfw / dark content here!

the specific topics in each nsfw post will be the post at the top!

dark content i write: stalking, obsession, kidnapping/entrapment, legal age gaps, yandere

things i will not write ! feet kink, feces/vomit, necrophilia, pedophilia, grooming, aging up, raceplay, beastiality, ddlg, abuse, mentions of race or weight, incest, puedo-incest/stepcest, selfcest, noncon/dubcon, torture

i will not write for:

genshin - anyone but childe

akame ga kill - anyone but esdeath

bungo stray dogs - dazai, kyoka

mha - anyone outside the mainish cast

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[dearest-painter]

I have no father(PT.1) male reader

TW/CW:Yandere behavior, unhealthy behavior,unhealthy relationship, abusive relationship,abusive behavior,Age gap??? I’m not sure who’s yandere yet except for some people so please request some,neglect,reader is dating Venom and posses Venom you know how Eddie posses venom? That type of posses,hate to Tony stark aka Reader’s dad,mentions of hickeys,mentions of scars not specified but they are from battles,BAD SPELLING!!,cussing. If I forgot any please inform me

Authors note:Peter and Reader are 18 just because I believe that’s how old you need to be to have your own apartment and for no other purposes,I do not do smut/lemons. Plus He/Him pronouns are being used for reader

Part 2

Keys:H/t = hair type,h/c = hair color,h/l = hair length,e/c = eye color,s/c = skin color I swear I’m not trying to be rude it just so that you have free range of your looks!!!

Y/N stark,the forgettable son that the world pitted. He hated the pity the world gave him they should pity him just because of what his ‘father’ decided to do. Luckily he has started living on his own..well kinda. Let’s travel with Y/N threw his day. Waking up,that hated action of Y/N but he knew it was apart of life so he dealt with the action and went on his day. Stretching his body he let out a yawn. “Morning sleeping beauty” “morning venom”

Y/N got out of bed and went to brush his teeth and take a shower which now seeing him in the mirror he didn’t look like his father,Tony stark that man he hated the most. He had h/t h/c which was h/l. His e/c eyes were still half open from not waking up fully,his s/c body covered with either scars or hickeys. Y/N was brushing his hair since he had just gotten out the shower and got dressed and saw venom. “Alright what’s wrong? You’ve been so quiet I thought you left me” “just thinking” “Mhm,believable story” “fine! Do we have to see your dad!?” “Sadly yes,we are anti hero’s who are some how with the avengers but we need meeting with them,it’s stupid” “your/you’re telling me sweetchecks” “NOT THAT NICKNAME!!” “IM BACK TO NORMAL BABY!!” “AHHHH!!!” The neighbors have gotten use to hearing the anti hero couple yell so it’s no use to do anything about it. The anti hero couple made their way to stark tower enjoying the quietness of New York City morning before it becomes active once again.

“Good morning Mr.Y/N and Mr.Venom” “morning” venom just glared while Y/N rolled his eyes at his supernatural husbands actions. “Sorry about him,he’s a grumpy parasite” “I’M NOT A PARASITE Y/N! WE HAVE TALKED ABOUT THIS!” “AND WE TALKED ABOUT YOUR MANNERS!!” Soon they both shut up as soon as they got into the elevator. Venom made his hand hold Y/N which Y/N just smiled at the action,venom wasn’t known for being kind but that side was only saved for Y/N and just him. Venom will be damed if anyone tried to take HIS husband! Venom will kill anyone he needs to just to keep Y/N to himself forever and forever more.

Soon the elevator stopped and they walked out to see the rest of the avengers and sadly,Tony. “Morning Y/N” “morn’ Pet” Y/N yawned again. “Still sleepy?” “You bet” Y/N started to drink coffee and after he drank some he got chocolate out and left it open. Everyone expected Peter Parker or Spider-Man was confused until venom appeared and started to eat it. “Y/N STARK WHAT IS THAT!?” “Hm? This? It’s coffee from Starbucks” “no not that! The other thing’ that’s eating the chocolate!” “Oh! My husband Venom? Yeah that’s him,apparently he’s not a parasite he’s a symbiote whatever the fuck that is” “YOUR MARRIED TO IT!?” “YOU MEAN HIM AND YES THE FUCK I AM!” Tony and Y/N argued. “YOU CAN’T BE MARRYED TO HIM!!” “WHY THE FUCK NOT!?” “BECAUSE I’M YOUR FATHER AND I SAID SO AND PLUS I NEVER GAVE HIM BLESSINGS AND ALSO HE EATS PEOPLE!” “NOT ANYMORE!! I TAUGHT HIM NOT TO! AND ALSO I HAVE NO FATHER! YOU NEGLECTED ME ALL MY LIFE TO THE POINT THE WORLD PITTED ME AND I HATE IT SO MUCH SO GO SUCK A DICK AND FUCK YOURSELF!!” Y/N left the room leaving all of the avengers in silent other then the cussing from Y/N getting quieter and quieter by the step. “You fucked up stark”

#yandere #please don’t do this #obession #unhealthy #platonic yandere #yandere platonic #romantic yandere #yandere x male reader #male reader #yandere marvel #I have no father series #reader is male #amab reader #reader is amab #yandere marvel x male reader

[papergirllife]

Hi! I’ve read your new yangyang and it was actually really good. I usually don’t send feedback cuz i don’t know how to put my thoughts in a coherent manner but i’ll try.

This was probably the first yangyang fic I’ve ever read and i’m glad it was. I don’t usually read fics of members that i’m not attracted to but you know this giving me thoughts 🧐 (yangyang maybe crawling up to bias list AHAHSHSH). Also, I read a lot of yandere fics especially the hard core ones, although this was not as hardcore as I prefer, it still managed to get me hooked with the story. However, I kinda don’t like how the ending part seemed rushed, but overall, it was pretty good and i thoroughly enjoyed reading it. Looking forward to your future fics!

Thank you for your feedback!! I get what you mean by it was a bit rushed, but I feel like there's isn't that much more I could elaborate about their relationship🤔, and I wanted to leave it as an open ending because although she found out Yang Yang's identity, she also came to a quick conclusion that he hasn't done anything to endanger her and that he is fully capable in providing her a secure future, financially, that solely being an idol wouldn't give her, or not as secure as she would be with Yang Yang🧐. And I kept it not so hard-core because most my readers aren't into hard-core yandere (I think the most hard-core fic I'm writing/ever wrote is anti venom), so yeah shsjsjsj, maybe I'll have something more hard-core in the future :)

#all for love asks #♡

[knullanon]

how the symbiotes stole you from one another #3

this took 5 hours in total yay

words: 4627

warnings: manipulation, kidnapping, dads being assholes, lmk if I missed any!

Routines in the area where Knull had dropped you off were almost nonexistent. The only reason why you woke up at all was because of the fact that it was already something you did before you got here.

Here, as in this place where Knull seemingly… owned? It was weird. He didn’t just own the land, either, he owned the symbiotes, and by that, Knull, whenever he wanted to talk to you, would just go inside one of their minds, take over, and talk to you. He had done this one multiple occasions, with him always being an asshole about everything. From trying to stop you from going outside, to bitching about your old life, and how you must be enjoying this one. It was really annoying to have to deal with him every damn day, and it was starting to become borderline creepy.

He wouldn’t care about your privacy, only how you were holding up. Literally nothing could stop him from entering your room. He removed the lock when you first got there, and then just left you. Nothing to do besides clean, fuck around, and be bored to death. The only thing you could really do otherwise bsides talk to that asshole, is just try and find something to look at.

So far, you’ve been able to tell that the previous owners of the land were evicted: probably by force by the numerous blood stains all over the place, hiding under whatever Knull didn’t want to clean. Another thing you noticed was that the area you were in used to be covered with trees, but they seemed to be all cut down recently. They smelt fresh and didn’t have any dirt or grime on the stumps. You had to assume it was a safety precaution. For him, at least.

It didn’t take long for you to start snooping around and finding different things, like a hidden diary, all written in russian, an old art kit, and a calendar dated to that year. These items, and their good conditions they were found in, only solidifies your theory that Knull just found a random property and killed the people living there. It also solidified the fact that Knull really didn’t know you existed until that night. Or, morning. Whatever time you were at the gas station. You were able to tell how long you had been taken. 2 weeks just tonight.

It was annoying the hell out of you how long staying with these assholes would seem. Two months with Eddie and venom, and then 3 months with carnage and cletus.

And now 2 weeks with this asshole, probably more. You really wanted out of this damn place. Actually, you wanted out of this weird game they had. Whoever got you first got to keep you until someone else came along. And tried to do the same thing.

As you grabbed some random clothes, and walked into the bathroom, you tried to remember before everything had happened. Before you decided to walk back home alone, like an idiot. That's what you were, wasn’t it? A fucking idiot for thinking it was a good idea. You really thought that nothing would happen, would it? And now this.

Shoving open the bathroom door, you almost didn’t see the 7 foot tall symbiote sitting in the chair across from the bed. This one was known for having a more emo look to them. With being dark blue and with little streaks of even darker red, they were always quiet and silent when you saw them. They were usually the ones to bring you food, guard the house you were in. They were also the one that Knull preferred to get into when he decided to speak to you.

The symbiote themselves were rumble, and he was… actually quite pleasant. It seemed Knull had let this batch keep their personalities, maybe at the price of kneeling before him. You didn’t know.

What you did know was that Knull was now controlling Rumble through whatever bullshit he did to be this powerful. Rumble, or, Knull technically, was reading an old newspaper dated a few months ago. It was from somewhere in Idaho, where you would assume you were located. Yes, Eddie lived in San Francisco, but when carnage took you wherever the hell he took you, and then Knull, well, it was confusing to say the least.

Anyways, the one good thing about Knull was that he really didn’t care what you thought of the place, as he said it, “a temporary arrangement on both our parties''. Pretentious bitch.

Knull put down the newspaper, and gave a smile, before gesturing with his arm to the bed you had just made. “Ah, _____, sit. Let's talk shall we?”

You didn’t want to talk to him, or even look at him, but you followed his command anyway. You tossed your clothes into an old bucket that you had placed in the corner of the room and walked towards the bed, before sitting on it. Knull smiled again with that weird mouth. Rumble never smiled, so of course it would look weird when he did. Of course, not of his own will, but still.

“So, how have you been liking your new enclosure?” Did- Did he just-

You brushed it off, not wanting to anger him. “It’s… fine. Every home comes with its ups and downs.” you hoped he would get the message about calling a home an enclosure. It makes you feel like a pet rather than a person. If Knull noticed your wording, then he ignored it. Instead, he picked up the newspaper again, saying, “Good, good. I’m glad you could understand the circumstances of your predicament.”

You tried hard not to roll your eyes, remembering what Carnage or Venom would say- even now, if you had no idea where they were, their words and opinions still sat with you months later. Instead, you nodded your head to his words, and sat in silence waiting for him to say anything else. Knull did not say anything for a few minutes. Long, agonizing minutes. It reminded you of being with Eddie and Venom, those two assholes. When they were working, they required the utmost silence otherwise they couldn’t focus. They never got mad at you, but they would always try to put you up to something, like reading. Which is why you would read all their books on crime rates, detectives, natural disasters, anything to pass the time while they were working.

It got you entertained for the most part. Sitting in a room with nothing to do, for 2 months was more difficult than you ever thought it would be.

“Are you thinking of your previous hosts and their accommodations?”

Knull pulled you from your thoughts, and even though he was reading the newspaper, you were able to tell he wanted an answer. You shifted from your spot at the edge of the bed, before answering with, “U-Uh, yeah, I am.”

“Hmm.”

He continued to read for a moment, before he pulled the newspaper down a little to view you. “Are you not tired of them?”

“What do you mean?”

This time, he put the newspaper in his lap. “Venom and Eddie. Carnage and Cletus. How have they treated you in the few months you’ve known them?”

You had to sit there and think for a moment, wondering where this conversation was going. What was he trying to do this time?

“Well, venom and Eddie were… constricting. I never had anything to do. Besides reading the books on the shelf, but even then I had to do that discreetly. They didn’t like me doing those things. Or, rather, reading those things. They said it was too… graphic.”

“Ah, I see.” he acknowledged, picking up the newspaper again. “And Carnage and Cletus? How was their company?”

You really wanted to hide in a hole now. “They were… fine.”

“Were they, though?”

You wondered if it would just be worth it to tell everything: how you felt about Eddie, how you felt about Cletus, and how you felt about this asshole doing the same thing the rest of them had done.

“...No, they weren’t.”

He gave a small smile, before he asked, “Oh? Please do tell me more.”

You knew what he was doing, what he was playing at, and yet, you fell right for it. “They would tell me… they would say that no one was going to come for me. No one cared. Not my family, not Eddie, no one. Only them.”

He nodded along, and when he realized you were done venting, he said, “well, aren’t you glad that you’re with me now?”

Turning to face him, you gave him a glare. “Excuse me?”

“Think about it. With one of them, they gave you limited resources to entertain yourself, and the other made you feel like nothing. With me, I give you free reign to do whatever you please. You may ask for whatever you wish, visit whoever you choose, as long as you plead your loyalty to me.”

You stared at him, before you turned your back towards him, mumbling, “Liar.”

He chuckled, and you heard the newspaper crinkle. “I’m not making any jokes. Pledge our loyalty, and you will receive anything you would ever want.”

“Would that include being let go to see my family again?”

“Yes, actually. You would just have to come back when you were done with your visits.”

That caught your attention. He would let you go back? Really? He did say you would go back to him when you were done with your “visits”... but still, better than what the other two were offering.

You thought for a moment before the doubts started to kick in. How do we know he won’t betray you when you do pledge your loyalty to him? How do we know he won’t just keep you here forever? What ounce of trust should we put in him when everyone has kicked us when we were already down?

Almost as if he heard your thoughts, Knull said, “I will give you time for your answer. After all, I have years and years to spare.”

With that he folded the newspaper, setting it down gently, before you saw something spark in his eyes and Rumble returned to his own mind. He sat there unmoving for a few moments, before he sat up and looked at you. “I assume he just wanted to talk?”

You sighed, feeling tired only at 7 in the morning already. “Yes, Rumble, that’s all he came here for.”

He gave a hum of acknowledgment before he got up and walked to the exit to the room. Before he left, however, he said, “Do not be surprised if the water runs out: this was called a temporary enclosure for a reason.”

Before you could say anything, he left you to watch the door again, just before you could ask him to stop calling the home an enclosure, he shut the door softly. You were about to say something, but decided it was not worth it, so instead, you opted to just continue on with what you had to do throughout the day.

~~~~~~~~~

As Rumble looked on as you would clean and dry out clothes on line and leave them for the hot summer day to dry, hopefully by the end of the day, you had mumbled out when first getting out the big hamper. Next to it, you had a couple pieces of clothing sitting in another basket covered by water and soap. Currently, you were wringing out all of the water from a white top, trying to not stretch it out.

Rumble grumble out something, before he heard him in his head:

“Rumble, I would assume you would have the decency to not talk badly about my daughter behind her back.”

Rumble froze up before he quickly set his posture more straightened as he watched you put the shirt on the line, before going to grab another piece of clothing. “No, Lord Knull, I was just noting the… strange enclosure you had chosen for her.”

He heard Knull chuckle, before responding with, “Oh, Rumble, you should know my plan by now.”

Rumble sent a wave of confusion to Knull, indicating that no, he had no idea what his plan was.

Knull simply sighed, before he continued. “I have had plans to bring her to Klyntar, our homeworld, and yet, I have a feeling she will not be able to live there. For a while, I thought I would only be able to visit her through the symbiotes already on earth, or just get there myself, with obvious consequences. However, I’ve found a third option. There is a way to bring her here without having to worry for her safety.”

Suddenly, Rumble received a vision, or more specifically, a live feed of what Knull was looking at. It looked like a symbiote, and yet, it was… odd. It did not have a mind of its own, it's like it was waiting to be filled by something. And this one did not need a host, either. From Knull’s own memories, it seemed he created this one to rely solely on its own, however, for the need to do normal things, it needed someone to fill its mind. Rumble suddenly realized where this was going.

“Lord Knull, you aren’t saying-”

“Yes, I’m saying exactly what you are thinking of.”

Rumble saw Knull walk up to the symbiote, and stroke it with his claw. It did not respond. “This symbiote that I have created will need a mind, someone who has already been born, only their mind. I am planning on giving it to ______ and then letting her rest there, before taking away her body and giving her mind to.... Well, I have not named this one. Maybe I will name it… _______. After her.”

~~~~~~~

You laid the last shirt in the bucket, and when you tried to grab another and felt that there were no more, you sighed and grabbed the dirty water, and poured it out on the grass, not caring if the soap would kill the already dead plants. Then you put the hamper and the bucket on top of each other and carried it back into the house. When you reached the sink, you put the buckets in the sink and turned the tap: only for nothing to come out.

“Do not be surprised if the water runs out: this was called a temporary enclosure for a reason.”

Fucking hell. You got the hamper out and when you saw that it was relatively clean, you let it go, but the dirty water one…

Yeah, you had to clean this before the next laundry day.

It did not help that there were dishes that needed to be washed. You sighed and left the bucket on the counter, and you were about to walk back up to your room, when you had an idea. You walked outside and saw Rumble standing near a cut down tree, waiting for something. Walking up to him, you said, “Hey, Rumble, is there another water source around here?”

He gave you a look, before he said, “Yes, there is one, why must you use it? We will be moving next week to a new location.”

“Well, if it's gonna take a week, I hope you have some form of water to bring up here for the dishes, or showers, or clothes, or-”

“Alright, alright I get it.” he stalked over to you and looked towards another symbiote, probably trying to talk to them before the other symbiote simply nodded and walked to another part of the property.

“I will take you to a river, but after that, the others will gather the water for you, am I clear?”

You nodded. “Good, lets go.”

~~~~~~

Anti-venom stood at the clearing, looking at the decomposing bodies, just two women and two men. He could tell they had been there for more than a week, but not enough for them to completely decompose.

Anti-venom looked around before he tried to smell where they were from. Unfortunately, whoever dumped their bodies was smart in how they covered up the scent. There was almost nothing out here, and with the fact that someone covered up their scent made it more unnerving.

He didn’t try to think of how they died, only giving them his wishes before he started to walk away. Just a couple meters away was a little river that he knew expanded as you went up the stream. He walked over and saw nothing of old blood on the rocks, so they must’ve died somewhere else-

What was that?

He whirled his head towards the start of the river, upwards maybe by a few miles. Even out here, the stench of Knull and his underdogs were there. He growled, remembering how Knull used them for his own gain. He quickly theorized that for some reason, Knull was here and he had killed these people- but why? What would make him do this?

Anti-venom decided to find out on his own, as he started to sprint his way up the river.

~~~~~~

“Why did Lord Knull choose you, anyway?”

“Choose me as what?”

You were currently at the river, cleaning out the dishes in the bucket, and then rinsing them off. Rumble was nearby, sitting in his own little area, and he was also bored. He wanted to know things that Knull would not tell him: would not tell anyone, to be more precise.

You looked back at him, before you turned back to the dishes. “I don’t question it anymore. I never had a choice, I was just… chosen. It’s something I’ve had to get used to for the past months, and even now I don’t have anything to do, anything to say.”

Rumble quirked an eye. “But Lord Knull gave you a choice, did he not?”

“Oh, yeah, please tell me, what did he give me a choice on?”

“On being free to do as you please.”

You stopped washing the little plate you had, and you turned back to face him. “What?”

“He gave you a choice. You could swear loyalty to him, or-”

“Ok, enough with the loyalty bullshit, I’m tired of hearing it.” You had gone back to the dishes, scrubbing furiously at the plate. “I get it, it's a better option than Carnage or Venom, but could I at least have the option of never seeing you fucks ever again?”

Rumble did not say anything more, letting you get out your anger by scrubbing the dishes that were left, and tossing them into the bucket.

When you were finally done, you tried to pick up the bucket, but all of that scrubbing and cleaning made your arms sore. Rumble decided to restore his reputation with you by getting the bucket for you. You didn’t complain, as your arms were extremely sore from your anger washing.

The walk back to the property was peaceful. You weren’t angry at Rumble: to be honest, he was a sweetheart. He would help you out with so many things it was almost unbelievable. He was much more pleasant to be around than Knull, that was for sure.

Even if he had to call Knull “Lord Knull” each time you met, it was fine. The little trail that you two took was getting more smoother as you got closer and closer to the property. When you reached the clearing, you saw the normal sight:

5 symbiotes around the area stalking, waiting. They were most likely on guard, and even then, they had their eyes on you, making sure there was no funny business between you and Rumble.

Walking up to the one story house, you felt… wrong. Of course, this had always felt wrong, but this time it was like someone was watching you from afar. Before you got onto the porch, you turned to look at all the symbiotes watching you. Nothing unusual, the normal amount that would stand guard in this area. Maybe one of them is looking too long, you thought, as Rumble opened the door for you and you both went inside.

Unfortunately, no one noticed the speck of white in the bushes, hiding. Waiting.

~~~~~~~

It was almost time for you to start getting ready for bed. You already had dinner, and now all you needed was just a nice warm bed. You sighed as you made sure everything was in its place, before you walked back in the hallway and into your room. You got out your favorite pair of pajamas, and started to change. You already had a shower last night, it wouldn’t matter if you had one today.

As you changed, your mind went back to the conversation with Knull earlier that day. Would he really let you do whatever you wanted if you just… spared your loyalty, as he called it? Could you see your family and friends again? Could you tell them you were ok and not harmed?

But, he did say that you couldn’t stay there… you would have to go back with him… where did he live, anyway? He was an alien god, so… space? But… where?

Maybe he lived on some random planet and acquired a bunch of power, you had no idea-

“YOU WOULD ALL DARE TO HELP KNULL AND HIS PLANS?!”

That didn’t sound good. You rushed out of your room, pajamas halfway on, and peeked outside of the kitchen window, where you saw everything.

In the middle of the clearing, stood tall and bloody, was another symbiote. He was white with some black accents here and there, and most importantly, he was holding fire.

You already knew that symbiotes didn’t like heat, or fire. Especially not fire.

You remember one time when you tried to escape Eddie with fire. It did not work out well. You were locked in a closet, and fortunately for you, that was where you stored your books.

Anyways, you had no time to think of those times, when you were running from whatever the fuck is going on outside the house. You ran back to your room to put on a shirt, and when you were finished putting on your socks, running was heard from the hallway.

Rumble came through the door and dragged you by your forearm down towards a specific spot in the floor. He then lifted a larger floorboard that revealed a crawl space. He shoved you in, gently as possible, before he said, “Stay. Here. I’ll come for you when I beat him.”

“Who?” You were about to ask, but he slammed the door shut, leaving you to fear for the next few minutes.

You sat there for a few more minutes, before you heard crackling. Crackling of fire. You were desperately trying to open the door, but it seemed to be glued shut: there was nothing that could open it.

At this point, you were starting to cry. The symbiotes couldn’t stand fire, how would they stand this? You were desperate to leave, to escape: you never wanted to be here, with these people who thought they could help you. You wanted to go home, to see your family, friends, the people who loved and cherished you, and actually respected your boundaries.

The door was broken inwards and you felt every muscle in your body stop. You crouched a little from the trap door, hoping they didn’t hear you. From they're desperate steps and quick feet, it was obviously not Rumble or any other symbiote you knew.

You were pulled from your thoughts as the steps went into the hallway. As they walked by, slower, you held your breath. If they found you… well, you knew what happened when new symbiotes would find you.

You let out a silent sigh when they passed the door… only for them to come rushing back. Without even knowing it, they ripped open the trap door, revealing you, tired, scared, and cold.

The symbiote you saw was the exact one that was outside, who was attacking all the other symbiotes.

He looked shocked, as if he didn’t know you were there. “Child…” he asked, as he reached down to try and grab you, “what are you doing in a place like this?”

He picked you up with the utmost gentleness and care, like you would shatter if he just yanked you out. He cradled you within his arms, like you were a baby. He was a giant compared to you, being almost 7 or 8 feet tall.

“Where are your parents?” he asked, taking you with him, walking out of the house. You tried to crawl out of his palm, but he stopped you each time. “I-I don't know.”

He tried to give you a sympathetic look. “Oh, my sweet dear, don’t be afraid. I will k-”

He suddenly jumped into the fire, and you screamed expecting to be burnt along with all the weeds.

However, you didn’t feel anything. Turns out this was because the symbiote had taken you up into the air, so while he was holding you by your waist, he was also holding you out of the reach of the fire. He held his hand up high, not only to make sure that you wouldn’t be hurt, but as you saw Rumble on the ground, close to the fire, you realized it was to get you out of his grip.

“Rumble. You used to be such an open minded symbiote. Now look at you. You are just leeching off of Lord Knull, the one who enslaves you and the rest of our kind!”

The white symbiotes seemingly noticed you again, and said, “and you have the audacity to bring an innocent child into this mess! How dare you!”

With that, he started to walk into the fire, which surprisingly was not burning him. He still held you up high so you wouldn’t be burnt by the flames, which was nice. You looked back at Rumble, who was trying to get up, but the injuries on his legs seemed severe. The fire was closing in on him as well.

You felt bad for him. You reached out, but before you could do anything, Anti venom started to sprint away from the house. The last thing you saw of Rumble was him collapsing onto the ground, broken and beaten.

When you were out of the fire, the symbiote lowered you to his eye level. “My name is Anti-Venom, tiny child. What is yours?”

BONUS:

Rumble sat on the remains of the house: nothing was left of it when Lord Knull appeared. It was a miracle he had even gotten the distress alert, a bigger one he had arrived in time to save rumble himself. Every other symbiote was gone, either from the fire or the white symbiote. Anti-Venom was his name.

“So, you failed at getting back _____ for me?”

“... Lord Knull, I am deeply sorry, but-”

“I don’t want to hear excuses, Rumble, I want to see my daughter! I want to seeher before the other two get her, or worse she falls for that idiotic Anti-Venom, do you hear me?!”

Rumble sat there waiting for Lord Knull to be done with his rant, before he said, “Yes, Lord Knull. I understand.”

Lord Knull stood up and started to walk away. “Good. I will try to locate her myself. In the meantime, find out everything you can about this Anti-Venom. I want his secrets, every dirty little thing about him, do you understand?”

“Yes, Lord Knull, it will be done.”

And with that, Lord Knull was gone, leaving Rumble to dwell in his own failures.

--------

almost forgot, @anxiousnerdwritings this was for u

#yandere knull #yandere cletus kasady #yandere carnage #yandere eddie brock #yandere venom #yandere anti-venom #yandere marvel #yandere marvel comics

[finsfurball]

What Your Favorite JJBA Ship Says About You

Jonathan/Erina: You insist on keeping things wholesome and canon.

Jonathan/Speedwagon: Your ideal dynamic is Wholesome Boi ².

Jonathan/Dio: You’re just gonna..... Ignore all the stuff Dio did.....

Speedwagon/Zeppeli: Your favorite scene was that one where Speedwagon was trying to fix Zeppeli’s frozen arm. 

Jonathan/Erina/Speedwagon: You insist on keeping things wholesome, but the canon isn’t wholesome enough for you. 

Caesar/Joseph: Your ideal dynamic is: “What’s better than this? Just guys being dudes.”

Joseph/Suzie Q: You wish Josuke could have been conceived ANY other way. 

Joseph/Caesar/Suzie Q: You know for a FACT that Joseph is bi. 

Joseph/Lisa Lisa: You didn’t finish part 2. 

Suzie Q/Lisa Lisa: Your favorite character type is ‘Done with Joseph’s bullshit’. 

Jotaro/Kakyoin: You are convinced that Jotaro is secretly a sweetheart.

Jotaro/Polnareff: Your favorite dynamic is: “Hey.” “Shut the fuck up.”

Polnareff/Avdol: You’re just here for some friendly buff dudes.

Avdol/Joseph: Your favorite scene is that one.

Josuke/Okuyasu: Your favorite dynamic is: “Two bros, chilling in a hot tub, 5 feet apart cuz they’re not gay”

Josuke/Rohan: You’re convinced that Spongebob and Squidward have sexual tension.

Koichi/Yukako: You have a thing for yanderes. 

Rohan/Jotaro: You just like anti-social and/or socially-awkward characters. 

Tonio/Jotaro: You have a kink involving food. 

Giorno/Mista: You have a LONG list of reasons why this is legal. 

Giorno/Fugo: You have a thing for smart guys. 

Giorno/Bruno: You wanna get LICKED.

Giorno/Abbaccio: This is the same as the Jotaro/Polnareff one, but even more so. 

Abbaccio/Bruno: Your ideal dynamic is Wine Mom x Wine Dad.

Narancia/Trish: You support the Trans Narancia theory. 

Narancia/Fugo: You swear you don’t condone teacher crushes. 

Narancia/Mista: Your favorite character type is ‘Guys who hate numbers’. 

Bruno/Abbaccio/Risotto: You are convinced Bruno has a thing for goths. 

Ghiaccio/Melone: You make exclusively NSFW content. 

Diavolo/Risotto: You live in a Hot Topic. 

Diavolo/Doppio: You love the movie ‘Venom’.

Jolyne/Hermes: You’re just here for the lesbians. 

Jolyne/F.F.: You know for a fact that Jotaro would approve of a girl made of plankton. 

Jolyne/Hermes/F.F.: You are a member of the lgbtq+ community. 

Jolyne/Anasui: You are one of the only people who cares about Anasui.

Anasui/Weather Report: You are one of the only people who likes Anasui.

Dio/Pucci: All of your content is either really poetic, or really wholesome. 

Johnny/Gyro: You are a big fan of the ‘hurt/comfort’ trope. 

Johnny/Diego: You have a fursona. 

Diego/Hot Pants: You a re a supporter of ‘MEN GETTING PEGGED’!

Diego/President Valentine: I’m sorry. You ship WHAT?

Lucy Steel/President Valentine: You are bad, and you should feel bad. 

#jjba #jonathan joestar #erina pendleton #jonathan x erina #robert eo speedwagon #jonawagon #dio brando #jonadio #william zeppeli #speedwagon x zeppeli #caejose #joseph joestar #caesar zeppeli #suzie q #jotaro kujo #noriaki kakyoin #jotakak #jean pierre polnareff #avpol #mohammed avdol #josuke higashikata #okuyasu nijimura #josuyasu #rohan kishibe #josuhan #koichi hirose #yukako yamagishi #tonio trussardi #giorno giovanna #guido mista

[lildevyl]

Egotober Day 26: Nightmare Part 2

Summary 2: Chamele stood in the Royal Garden taking deep breaths to try to calm herself down.

“Okay, Chamele, I’m here!” Chamele’s sister said going over the chest that she has for her sister’s pay. “What’s the emergency, Chamele?” She demanded.

“Dream has Nightmare.”

Authors Note: Okay so I have like three different ideas for this Prompts so here's Idea #2! Enjoy!

(The Royal Garden)

The Full Moon rose high in the sky, lighting up the night sky with the twinkling stars, lanterns lit the path way of the Gardens for anyone to safely walk through without any worries of Mobs popping out of nowhere. This was where the King of the Greater SMP had found herself late at night. King Chamele, sister to the Chaos Demon Lil Devyl, walked through the Royal Gardens to the middle of the Gardens. A bench made out of stone and full lanterns lit, it was peaceful and very out in the open. Just the way Chamele liked it!

Chamele wasn’t afraid of some sort of sabatash or ambushed. It had nothing to do with the Royal Guards that purposefully linger around when she’s out and about nor did it have anything to do with the fact that Chamele doesn’t have that many enemies. On the contrary she does have plenty of enemies. Whether it being who she related to by proxy or just simply because some people on the server truly think that she doesn’t deserve to be King! But Chamele isn’t afraid.

Call her cocky and/or arrogant but when you lived on the Server and grew up in the Dimension that practically birth Boogeymen and Cryptids, you tend to get a little reckless when it comes to the “less scary factors of life.” Such as someone plotting your demise, yeah Chamele’s been there, done that, bought the tee shirt at the vendor store! Like she said, when you grew up in that type of environment, you don’t really see the danger that others would presume as dangerous.

That and with Chamele constantly insisting on training with the Royal Guards (wanting to keep up her skill and secretly seeing who’s going soft on her) and training with her sister who will never go easy on her. Chamele kinda developed a reputation for not being overly scared. Plus, having done many competitions beforehand, yeah, Chamele might say she has grown quite an ego for herself. Thank the Minecraft's Gods that she has her sister and the Royal Guards to keep her in check so that her ego doesn’t get too inflated!

Chamele brought herself out of her musings. She messaged her sister Lil Devyl about an hour ago! Where the hell was she? Lil Devyl was the Chaos Demon! It shouldn’t take this long to get to the Royal Gardens from Pogtopia! What was keeping her? Chamele sighed and went to the “Nightmare Rosebush” to help calm herself.

The “Nightmare Rosebush” was a common flower bush from their homeland. The Roses are used for different spells and potions and now that Autumn is here, the roses are now at the best time to pick them. The Blood Red Roses are now starting to turn into a nice sleek black Rose. The Pinks are starting to turn into a nice Witherrose. The Whites are turning into a lovely gray color. The Oranges and Yellows are starting to lose their vibrancy and are starting to have a slight Wither/Black Color to the edges of the petals. Ah, these are perfect!

All these Roses are used but it’s now the perfect time to pick them and use them in the Love Potion! Especially if you want to get the “Yandere Effect” with the Love Potion (Romantic or Platonic). But you have to be careful with getting them. The thorns were where the poison was. One prick and you’ll be dead in a matter of hours. The thorns can be used from Venom Potion and Poison to bathe your weapons in and can also be used to make Anti Venom/Anti Poison Potions.

Chamele carefully picked the Roses and sheared off the thorns with well practiced hands. Laying the thorns down on the bench and quickly grabbing a ribbon from her inventory, Chamele made a quick little bouquet and then put the thorns in a vile for her sister. Just as she was putting the flowers in the chest, Chamele heard the distinct sound of footsteps approaching.

“Okay, Chamele, I’m here!” Lil Devyl said. Her eyes traveled to the chest next to the bench. “Ah, so you have my “Payment” I see?” Lil Devyl smiled at her sister.

“Hey sis,” Chamele greeted with a tight smile. “You're going to want to sit down for this.” Chamele gestured to the bench.

Lil Devyl walked over the bench and sat down. Casually opening the chest with a teasing smile. Her smile quickly dropped when she saw the contents of the chest. Wither Skulls, Soul Sand, the Bouquet of the “Nightmare Roses,” Skulls of other Animals, stacks of TNT, a Blood Vile of someone Scared to Death.

“What’s the emergency, Chamele?” Lil Devyl demanded.

“Dream has Nightmare.”

*****

Tagging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @dezzydynamite, @nightfuryobsessed, @isa-ghost, @huffletrax

#egotober 2021 #egotober2021 #egotober day 26 #nightmare #nightmare part 2 #OCs #OC Chamele #OC Lil Devyl #self-insert character #dsmp #dsmp fanfic

[kaidans-alenko]

Andromeda, Cassiopeia, Draco, Libra, Crux, Indus, Pavo, Puppis + Virgo

Andromeda - Describe your main characters 

So these are all from Melancholy requiem(silent hill au) 

Lily: very much the opposite of her canon self, bitter, suffers from depression because of her mother’s murder(and one other reason I can’t go into because spoilers) doesn’t really interact with people much outside of her family. Other than taking care of her daughter she doesn’t work and rarely wants to leave the house. Constantly paranoid something could happen to Kaidan, Aiden or Ashley while she’s away from them. Her mother’s death really messed her up and while Kaidan did help bring back some of her old self another tragic event occurred that worsened her mental health. She often feels like the only reason her brother lives with her and Kaidan married her is because they pity her but she’s never told them that. 

Aiden: A freelance photographer, lives with his sister and Kaidan to help her out with Ashley because Kaidan has a busy work schedule and often works late. Over protective of Lily and Ashley, spends most the story feeling helpless because as much as he wants to help his sister he can’t because he has to stay with his niece. As a result of his mother dying he became so protective of his sister it’s nearly an obsession, after she got married though he calmed down a little. 

Kaidan: The boy! Not all that different from canon(I try to keep Kaidan the same regardless of au) the town wanted Lily and so they used him to get her there. When I was drafting it he showed up more often but now he can be in a chapter and it’s not a huge deal. If it weren’t for the fact he was the sole reason Lily went on her little trip I wouldn’t say he was a main character but he was so he is. 

Ashley Williams: Born and raised in Brahms and comes from a long line of law enforcement, has a savior complex which is why she wants to help Lily as much as she does. Originally it was Azalea but her and Lil had too much romantic chemistry in my mind so I changed it to Ash last minute. 

Jack: Oh TIM~ *clears throat* can’t give too much away about him but he’s very closely related to Daisy. He’s both the Dahlia and the Vincent but he’s turned into more of a Vincent orz local cult leader extraordinaire. Has a fake kindness most people get fooled by but Lily sees through(because she doesn’t trust people to begin with) would sell every one of his followers to Valtiel for one corn chip. Indirectly responsible for the death of Lily’s mother.

Daisy: Ah yes, little miss Daisy, she’s my yandere queen uwu plays a very important role in the cult that I cannot say anything about yet. Takes an extreme liking to Kaidan which 4 chapters in I guess I don’t need to tell anybody that so moving on. Her husband kind of ditched her as soon as she got sick which is why she latches onto Kaidan like she does. Prone to violent mood swings as a result of her illness and those monsters Lily ran into at the beginning of ch4 are actually ones she conjured up. Daisy views herself as a monster trapped in her bed and their attack is symbolic of how she treated her husband. Spewing venom at him until he eventually stopped seeing her(very much like Mary) 

Cassiopeia - What’s your favorite scene so far?

The one where Lily finds her mother’s body, took me most of the night to get that scene exactly how I wanted it and as much as it gave me a headache it was so worth it in the end. 

"Mommy….?" She squeaked, tears streaming down her cheeks. "You're bleeding...the first aid kit it's in the bathroom," she nodded as she stood up. "You just need some bandages then you'll be good as new."

Lily didn't run, she didn't jog, she walked, there was no sense of urgency to be had, she knew there was no point in what she was doing, her mother was dead, no amount of gauze or disinfect wipes was going to change that.

Lily caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, her hands were covered in blood as was her school uniform all the way down to her shoes "This is...mom's blood?" She fell to her knees onto the cold tile of the small bathroom, the room spinning and the metallic scent filling her nose, making her sick to her stomach.

"I...mom..." the shock overwhelmed her and her eyes rolled back into her head as she passed out, the bathroom carpet cushioning her fall.

Draco - Who’s your favorite character to write?

Lily because I get to torture her and was else are ocs for if not that? Closely followed by Aiden ofc 

Libra - Which relationship dynamic do you enjoy writing the most?

Alex and Kaidan in my step dad au that I need to write more of orz

Crux - Villains or Heroes?

Heroes! the closest thing i’ve written villain wise is Lily in any of my canon stuff. She’s renegade and a very ruthless one at that so i’d say she’s more of an anti-hero. 

Indus - Are there any characters or stories you miss writing? Tell us about them!

I miss writing Buttercup, she is the Shepard in my alankarian fic but I really want to write more for her and Jacob. Sometimes I miss burden of gemini and i’m sure at one point i’ll get back to it but it’s also something that could be told thru one shots of Lily and Aiden so we’ll see but right now i’m having way too much fun with melancholy requiem <3

Pavo - Where do you get inspiration from?

Mainly music and the sims lol I usually play with Kaidan and Lily and I came up with a vampire au and a modern au fwb story because of it <3

Puppis - Give us a piece of advice! (about anything)

Ummm don’t fall in love with video game characters? Jk jk uh....for an older sibling i’m bad with advice but there’s this thing I always do when i’m having a shit day or just a busy day at work I just tell myself “I never have to do this day again” and while I may have another shitty shift it won’t be this specific one. 

Virgo - Describe your favorite tropes.

I really like break the cutie which is the biggest trope I use when writing Lily lol like no matter the au, something bad is happening to her 

[some-dark-side-writing]

What Makes Robbie Turn Yandere:

(Tw: beloved’s death, gore)

•From the moment Robbie smelt you he knew he needed to have you.

•You passed the Septic manor without even really thinking about it at random. There was a nice shop you liked close to it which was cheap enough so if you were feeling peckish or needed some light shopping you’d go there probably every couple of days.

•Robbie didn’t like that it was at random. He wasn’t the best at the concept of time yet so he had a firm schedule which helped him keep track of things. One in his room and one in the hallway of his house, with pretty pictures Rob had taken, so a selfie of Schneep in a weirdly short doctors outfit he got from Schneep’s ‘private’ folder on his phone that he didn’t like being on the scheduled but made he others laugh in the morning after breakfast meant Chiropractice. The blurry duck pond picture of a swan attacking Anti on the seventh day repeating, Sunday, meant he could go to the park under supervision! And he had his own calendar in his room which had a picture of you so he could track every day and at what times you passed his house, but it was all jumbled up and it made him sad. He wanted to get ready for you!

•The egos were all very impressed that Robbie was having a bath every day of his own accord! Even Anti told him it was good he didn’t want to smell like a sewer anymore and that made Robbie’s heart swell! But not as much as it did whenever he got a scent and a quick peek at you.

•One day Marvin left the door unlocked by accident so when Robbie started to smell you coming by he licked his hand and pushed his hair back like Chase told him to do to look cool and walked outside, trying not to stumble and be cool like Chase. And he saw you, you were counting coins from your pocket and Robbie, who was pretending he was watering the flowers, made the mistake of having his head turn 180 to keep staring at you, but his body had stayed in the same position, making him lose balance and fall into Schneep’s petunias.

•Embarrassingly you heard this commotion, spinning around to see the poor man face down in his flowerbed after eating dirt, well you hoped not literally. “Are you alright?” You called out, your worrying, caring nature taking over as you rushed to help him up, the flowers were outside the gate and there were people the opposite side of the street so he didn’t seem threatening. He actually smiled at you and it was one of those smiles where you couldn’t help but smile back. His eyebrows were angling upwards, shoulders hunched as he giggled, smile relaxed. “Sorry... I fell in the p...pe-tu-ni-as.” You smiled back, helping him stand straight by linking arms and Robbie was so glad his didn’t fall off. “That’s okay, I probably would have fallen in them too if you hadn’t done it first.” Robbie’s eyes widened giddy, you were clumsy too?!

•He hated, confused by an emotion he’d do rarely felt on a full stomach before, when Anti opened the door and interrupted. “Robbie! Get your butt back in here. Leave the nice person alone!” Robbie growled, which you mistook for a grumble, as you told the green haired man. “Oh he’s not being a bother!” The green haired man yelled back. “Oh I don’t care if he’s being a bother or not I care that he does as I say and gets inside.” Then the green haired man went pale. What you couldn’t see was Robbie’s eyes tuning from purple to a misted over grey as he started to turn from Anti being so rude to you. Anti sprang forward, rushing Robbie inside and slamming the door, Chase peeking out the windows to check if you were gone.

•Robbie sighed when you left, especially looking weirded out, sulking into the living room and about 20 minutes later the doorbell rang. You’d gone past the house to the shop then come back, with plasters, cleaning materials and a packet of flower seeds in hand, after all the shop was pretty cheap. You’d explained how you felt bad just leaving and didn’t know if he needed anything like bandaids or antiseptic. Again Anti made a snide comment about “Oh he definitely needs Antiseptic”, yanking the bag and if Robbie already wasn’t mad at Anti he was when he winked at you “Thanks for the free stuff, and the seeds, it’ll keep us from getting beat.” And without another word slammed the door.

•Anti was almost scared of the grudge Robbie held against him the next few days, he’d always forgiven him after a good night’s sleep and he was the only one thinking something bad was going on. The rest of the household wanted to hear all about Robbie’s encounter with you and drank in all the details about how ‘nice’ you were when Robbie explained you.

•After a while you had become a regular at the household, friends with all of them especially Robbie who you were warned upon being able to see him again that he was very clingy. You knew all about their powers and the fact Robbie was a zombie but hey he gave out amazing cuddles. Marvin even updated you that even on low food Robbie had made amazing progress and stayed pacifist when snuggled into you.

•But Robbie despised when his brothers would touch you. At first they wrote it off as him already being near full on zombie mode and him liking you so much but then it started to concern the Septic’s to the point they wouldn’t hug you any more to avoid him freaking out.

•But almost a year after Robbie had started noticing you walking past something happened that shook the zombie up. You came into the manor, kissing the egos on the cheek in greeting since they’d all become really good friends to you and Robbie didn’t care at this point, running down the stairs to greet you when he came to a screeching halt on the landing. A person walked in behind you, holding your hand, you looked at them like you looked at Robbie in his dreams! They shook Henrik’s hand and said from their repulsive tongue. “Hi, I’m Y/N’s S/O.”

•No one missed the sound of the zombie running up the stairs and knocking things over. Or the sound of his cries. Almost immediately after he cried and smashed the nightlight YOU gave him to the ground he caught your scent fading. He ran downstairs panicked but Anti caught him from behind, arms under Robs armpits as he dragged him back. “Woah you’ll hurt yourself! Schneep sent Y/N away before you freaked out their S/O, now I won’t get to-“ Robbie chomped his teeth in the direction of Antis fists and Anti dropped him on the floor. “Are you fucking serious?!” He screamed, Robbie crawling on the floor to reach you as Schneep reached Anti. “I’m not becoming a zombie! I thought he was better trained than that!” Robbie then felt the familiar sting of a needle before he was out cold.

•Robbie cried for days. He was in his isolation room even though he wouldn’t attack the others now. He just lay curled up calling for you hoarsely, eyes distant and he didn’t eat unless it was shoved down his throat, usually by Anti who still badgered for an apology. But rob only spoke one word in those days. “Y/N.”

•”Robbie!” He heard hissed at him. He opened the window and you jumped in. Something you’d done on many occasions to sneak a cuddle session with Robbie or prank Anti and Chase.

•You hugged him as soon as you landed but Robbie’s hug back was faint. You didn’t love him... You of course noticed this since normally he’d squeeze every part of you he could till his limbs fell off. You asked him what was wrong and he told you.

•”Rrrrooobbbbiiiieeee lllooooovvvvvveeessss YYYYY/NNNNNN...” Your hand fell to your chest, shocked, tearing up as he continued “Aaaallllwwwaaaayyyyyssss llloooovvvvvveeeddddd. Wwwaaannnnnaaaa bbbbeeee tttoooogggeetttthhhheeeeerrrrrrr fffoooorreeeevvvvvveeeerrrrrr...” you were extremely worried at how slow he was talking now, backing up a little. You had trusted he’d never hurt you coherent but you’d never seen him full on zombie mode. “Bbbbuuuuutttt YYYYYY/NNNNN dddooooeeeessssnnnnn’tttttt llllooooovvvvvveeee Rrrrrrooooobbbiiiiiieeeee yyyyeeeetttttt.” You were about to tell him he was wrong till he snarled, pinning your throat against the wall and his dripping venomous mouth that was only venomous when he wanted it to be was inches from your face. “Nnnnoooottttttt lliiiikkkeeee ttthhhhhaaaattttttttt.” He was panting now and so were you, because you were scared and were trying to get as much air flow as possible. “Bbbuuuttttt wwwiiiilllllll...”

•Then as if by twisted fate your S/O landed badly through the window, hurting their back as they lay on the floor. “Y/N? Sorry baby I got worried, you were taking forev-“ Robbie lunged at your S/O, throwing you by your neck to the opposite side of the room and pinning them to the floor. “ROBBIE NO!!!” He clamped onto your S/O’s neck, ripping their throat out so they couldn’t scream, they were dead instantly, and still Robbie was chewing grotesquely, fingers tearing at their stomach, shredding their clothes and severing their organs with his teeth.

•You threw up in the corner, banging on the heavy metal door used to contain Robbie when he turned zombie and screaming for help but that only alerted the yandere zombie to you. He gargled the blood, chunks falling off lips as he spoke “Tttttttoooooggggeeettthhheerrrr fffoooorrreeevveerrrrrr...”

•He saw your sick and lunged towards you like a feral animal and you screamed, curled up right into the corner which angered Robbie. With a grunt his nails dug into your arms and lifted you to stand. He sniffed at your mouth, going down to your stomach where you felt him breathe against your top before standing back up over you. “Nnnnoooo mmmooorrrreeee sssiiiiccckkkk.” He explained and you looked up at him with half opened eyes, tears streaming down you faster than you’ve ever known. “Nnnnoooo mmmoooorrrreeee ddeeeaaatttthhhh. Nnnneeevvveeerrr hhhaaavvvveee ttttooo llleeeaaaavvvveeeee Rrrrrrroobbbiiiieeeeee...”

•A hiss left his mouth as he broke his jaw to extend it, holding you still as you tried to push away as you felt his violet hair shove against yours forcefully as he pressed his lips against yours, dry rough and bloody from your beloved, he finally bit down, pulling back once you started to bleed and you fell to the floor sobbing.

•When you woke you were freezing, there were shouts and banging from the door like you’d never heard and you were held in Robbie’s arms. Robbie’s voice was noticeably fine now after a meal. “Rigor mortis only hurts a little...” all the shouts hurt your head. Who wanted to get in here so bad? No... how many wanted to get in here so bad. Robbie held you so close to his chest, surprising you when you felt his lips press against your bottom one, both covered in dried blood.

•You were the only two like this in the world. He would help you through this, you wouldn’t need his brothers. And he knew you were kind, you wouldn’t want to go outside and risk hurting others now you were like this. Now you were like Robbie.

#fic #robbie fic #rob fic #rob x reader #robbie x reader #angst fic #yandere robbie #yandere rob #yandere tw? #yandere au #yandere fic

[yandereskies]

What if the naga ego’s s/o was bitten by another naga who’s venom shrunk the s/o? How will the ego’s react to their now small s/o? (You can choose any ego’s. I also sent this ask 2 other times, so sorry if I’m spamming you.)

You arent a bother at all hun! I have been trying my hardest to find time for asks and im sorry i kept you waiting ^v^;

How you are treated as a new tiny naga depends wholey on who the ego is, some being more teasing and rough with your new form and others worrying over you constantly.

The main ones who would try their absolute hardest to look for somthing to reverse it would be Marvin, Schneep, and Dr. Iplier. These guys are almost hell bent on getting you back to normal, worrying you will meet an accidental end if you stay in this form any longer. Though Schneep will panic less around you then Marvin and Iplier will, actually treating you as more of his own hatchling than a mate.

The nagas to take advantage and tease you of your form would mostly be Anti, Dark, and suprisingly Jackieboy. Of course Jackieboy’s teasing will be much more innocent and brotherly like than the other two, calling you things like short stuff and happily scooping you up and tickling you at random moments without mercy. Lets just say that Dark and Anti’s teasing isnt as…. tame.

The rest of them like Yandere, Wilford, Robbie and Chase would either constantly worry about you cinstantly or squeal at how adorable you looked. Prepare for constant cuddles (especially with yandere and Robbie)

#marvin the magnificent #dr schneeplestein #dr. iplier #antisepticeye #darkiplier #jackieboy man #yandereplier #wilford warfstache #robbie the zombie #chase brody #gtmarkfanclub #gtjsefanclub #markiplier #markiplier egos #jacksepticeye #jacksepticeye egos #myth #naga