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yanderes-galore · 1 year

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Hi!! Can i pls have some senpai from fnf? Hes my boy

Sure, first FNF thing I wrote.

Yandere! Senpai Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Possessive behavior, Threats, Forced into a role, Self aware game/Possessed game, Kidnapping, Manipulation, Forced relationship.

Senpai is a program who is initially very polite and calm to those he likes.

He has a short temper but you probably won’t be affected by it unless you get him angry.

Based on how fast Senpai falls for Girlfriend in the game, he probably would act similar to a darling.

This is because he is a dating sim character, his main goal is to be perfect and win over the player’s heart.

Perhaps you knew Girlfriend and asked to borrow a game from her.

Sadly, you’re passed the very much haunted dating sim and have no idea what you’re in for.

Senpai is self-aware, that much is known due to being a spirit in a game.

He’d sense a new player playing the game and find some interest.

He remembers when Girlfriend used to play his game all the time.

Which means he’s surprised when he finds you, a fresh new face playing the game.

An attractive new face, too….

Senpai’s obsession would silently brew as you play his game.

You look for every route, every little option, you must be really focused on finishing this game if you’re going to comb through everything.

He admires your dedication.

He just wishes you’d spend ALL of your attention on him….

Senpai is meant to be a generic pretty boy with a nasty personality.

Jealousy and possessive behavior pools within him easily when he sees you.

You even see him start altering the game to gain more attention from you.

He does all the classic self-aware possessed game stuff, changing dialogue and seems to be talking directly to you.

Glitches appear out of nowhere and it's all just… eerie.

He’d wait a while before dragging you into the game forcefully.

Usually he’ll deal with just watching you play over and over again.

The feeling of you winning his heart is almost euphoric each time you do it.

Even if you’re literally playing with his emotions, he doesn’t mind.

Any kind of attention from you works as of now.

Then he overhears you calling Girlfriend, the original owner of the game.

“Yeah, I’m almost done with it. I was hoping to bring it back sometime this week.”

‘Bring it back’?

You can’t possibly mean…

Oh you do mean him…

… How dare you.

HOW DARE YOU PLAY WITH HIS HEART LIKE THAT THEN LEAVE.

Is he not GOOD enough for you?

Impossible!

He’s meant to be PERFECT for you!

You’re being ungrateful, did you really think he’s just let you leave like that?

No… no he won’t.

This is what causes Senpai to drag you into the game, into a role he picked out for you.

You’ll be the main character!

While he’ll be the love interest… the ONLY love interest.

He seems like, based on what his week is based on, to be the generic yandere trope.

You know, the classic.

The scholar who obsesses over another student and stalks them, takes pictures, kills people?

That one. He's like that one.

Unlike most of the other yanderes I write, who differ from the usual yandere persona.

Senpai is exactly like it.

Despite his name, he acts more like a yandere than your typical senpai/darling trope in this.

It’s funny, honestly.

Once Senpai pulls you into the game, you’re forced into your role and play your part.

He doesn’t care if you fight it.

It’s where you’re meant to be if you were planning on giving his game away.

He blames you for the situation all the time.

He’s the classic toxic individual who acts all nice but is actually vile.

He doesn’t mind staying in the game as long as there is company.

As long as you’re here with him, he’s happy.

Soon you’ll stop complaining and listen to him.

He knows you’ll enjoy the role, it’ll be just like it was when you were outside the game.

Just a bit more… real.

He can touch you now, you can FEEL his love.

Aren’t you happy?

You found your one true love!

So stop crying and embrace him, damn you!

#yandere friday night funkin #yandere senpai #yandere fnf senpai

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unknownzapy · 2 years

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Heya I'm new here and I'm very nervous but I really like your writing and I'm hoping I'm not bothering but,,,

If you don't mind, could you give me a matchup with yandere fnf, creepypasta, or eddsworld? Any gender is alright,,,

I'm a 5"8 enby and chubby with dyed pink hair, an infj, libra, and LOVE anything valentines related or pink (not to mention I often collect plushies). I'm into a lot of stuff like tabletop rpgs, theme park rides/history, and horror related things. My favorite artists at the moment are Mitski, Lemon Demon, and Tally Hall! I'm also a theatre kid, so I tend to listen to and sing songs from musicals I enjoy. I don't sing often, mostly for myself.

I draw almost constantly as an outlet and listen to music a lot, and I try to be as kind to others as I can even if they're not kind to me. I'm more often than not the mom friend despite how sensitive I tend to be, and I tend to be a really big people pleaser due to stuff I've been through in the past. I have a difficult time saying no or asking for help, making it unfortunately easy to walk all over me.

Hope this isn't too confusing or convoluted to read, have a nice day/afternoon/night!!! ^-^

Author’s Note: Of course you’re not bothering me! And don’t worry, you wrote all this wonderfully✨. I hope Its all right that I did one fandom, new friend 👍🏼.

For Friday Night Funkin, Your Yandere Matchup Is…Servente!

I believe Sarvente would be a Possessive, Manipulative, Overprotective, Mildly Delusional and Mildly Controlling Yandere.

Sarvente is her usual self, just 100 times worse. She absolutely adores how you enjoy Valentines and Pink Themed items, especially with your plushies and finds it cute and innocent; which makes her quite protective of you that it becomes overbearing, specifically towards anyone she deems “unholy.” Which also brings us to her being mildly delusional, convinced that not everyone is exactly good nor evil, so she has to have a reason for being with you. Sarvente knows this is wrong, but she’s doing this for your safety.

Her Overprotectiveness stems from wanting to get people into a better place, which, in this case, is a corruption of that. Sarvente insists on going out with you whenever you go out or, at the very least, give her a text or a call every once in a while or else she’ll come to you instead. Trust me when I say Sarvente is coming from good intentions, just overbearing, as I said before.

This leads to her being Mildly Controlling, if you fail to give her a call/text to know where you are, who you’re hanging out with, etc. that it even makes Ruv worried. However, as far as he is concerned, Ruv won’t interject on what’s happening, knowing that if he broke The Vow, both he and Sarv would die. Additionally, he has a hunch that if he does shove himself in between whatever relationship you have with her, he’ll probably have severe consequences from Sarv.

Anyways, Sarvente can and will push you to hang out with her more, positive toxicity if you will. Should you refuse, however, She’ll remove any potential competition from the picture, including family, friends, and as far as to remove pets/animals from your life, if any at all. Don’t think that she enjoys this as this leaves a bitter taste in her mouth, leaving her to kidnap you and keep you close instead, slowly deluding herself that you two are match made in Heaven, ironically speaking.

Sarvente absolutely adores how short you are compared to her, which is 7 feet and 5 inches by the way, but in a way that’s affectionally teasing. But since I see that it’s hard to say “No” for you, she probably doesn’t see that you’re uncomfortable with anything until it’s already too late, immediately wanting to apologize or make it up to you in some way, shape, or form. On the flip slide, she’s more than willing to come to your defense whenever someone bullies you in some way, even if you can’t say “No” as easily as others.

She doesn’t mind you singing or drawing somewhere in the Church, she finds it quite Lovely! She encourages you to sing more openly, so of course she always asks if she could sing with you to help you with that. If not, Sarv would respect your wishes and leave it at that. If you do allow her to, then she’s beyond thrilled! Sarv usually takes the lead or sings for you, in case you don’t feel like singing, or generally just hangs out with you, even though your tastes are quite different from here, but accepting all the same.

Speaking of acceptance, Sarv doesn’t mind you being Enby and Chubby, claiming that she loves you either way. However, as old as she is, Sarv slips up from time to time on your pronouns, but quickly uses your proper pronouns to not make you upset. This also includes making you feel loved for your body, especially when someone makes a negative comment about it.

Sarvente, as a whole, wants the absolute best for you, even though it includes pushing things to its edge and limit, including you, unintentionally speaking. If you’re careful with stepping on these eggshells, then you’re going to have a grand time with holding two sides of life.

#headcanons #headcanon #matchup #yandere #yandere matchups #yandere matchup #FNF Matchup #Yandere FNF #friday night funkin #Friday night Funkin matchup #yandere Friday night Funkin #zapy answers

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jzartz · 3 months

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Since there are not enough horror themed fanfics that I have been looking for, THEN HERE IS WHAT I DREW FROM MY IMAGINATION THAT POPPED IN MIND😈

The self-insert reader with the fictional character is overrated from what I know while reading fanfics, so I came up with an oc whom is a little boy named Roy, who he happens to be stuck with Pico who is a fatherly yandere to him that he took him away from his REAL parents so that they would both be the PERFECT father and son..

There was not enough platonic yanderes of Pico so I made this one. Been thinking about making the full thing with a hint of angst to it😈

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ctheathy · 1 year

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HIII IS IT OK IF YOU COULD DO A YANDERE FAKER SKY FROM THE SKYVERSE MOD PLEASEE :BEGS:

Yandere Faker Sky Headcanons

Faker Sky x Reader

Yandere Headcanons

Author’s note : I’m slightly embarrassed to say that I wasn’t even all too sure who the character was at first, I literally had to search up the mod.😭 Believe it went quite alright afterwards, though =} I hope it meets up to your expectations, Nonnie~!

Rumours have been going around, to which the darling has heard of a possible creature wandering around the woods. But instead of fearing it for their lives, they have decided on concluding it as a lonely entity and wants to keep it company. But who could have known that such a simple and sweet act was the start of a threatening and vulnerable obsession starting to grow within the being.

Faker Sky/Reader [Romantic//Platonic]

Potential ⚠️TWs⚠️ :

Gender-neutral darling • Possessive+Predatory behaviour • Emotional dependency • Identity theft • Mass murder • Threats • Stalking • General toxicity • Guilt tripping • Gaslighting • Implied kidnapping

The “faker” part in her name isn’t made from scratch; if anything, her true self isn’t the cute and loveable female she tries to make herself out to be at all. Instead, she is a natural predator, which immediately indicates in having predatory behaviour aswell; she can be aggressive, unpredictable and showcase incredibly possessive mannerisms torwards the things she considers her own property. Which is why we shall stick with the implication that her true appearance would be her Eclipse form, keeping her actual self in the shadows to instead copy the identity of another, shapeshifting in order to fit into the crowd’s liking. But it wasn’t always like this. It wasn’t until you decided to take action upon the news.

You would have carelessly stepped over the owned property, the curiosity pumping through your veins and no thoughts having gone torwards the presumptions of the potential threat wandering around. Having no realisation over the potential danger could actually you have put yourself in. Having no realisation over the eyes who were slowly scanning over your form, much like a hawk would, with utter disgust. Or perhaps, you just didn’t care. Whatever it was, continued to be utterly unknown to the creature watching you, it having been a fine line between both massive confusion and irritation through the inconvenience. Surely the place didn’t look all that tempting for any mortal being out there. What was a human such as yourself doing here anyways?? The creature gritted it’s teeth in annoyance at the presence, she never liked humans much. And she could’ve quickly already felt her patience starting to run out, starting to make up a plan or ten for backup on how to get you out of the picture as rapidly as possible.

...well

And that’s what slowly started creating all the difference.

That was the case until you had begun rambling about the events of your day, almost seemingly talking to thin air. You talked and talked, and the creature itself couldn’t do much more or less about it other than listen. You were a strange one, that’s to say the least. But she had strangely felt herself getting rather intrigued by the calm yet excited nature around you; she’s used to people feeling nothing but paranoid around the place, much less when the rumours had started to go around. So why are you being so peaceful about all of it? Are you truly that reckless to take the risk and spend your time in the woods alone with a rumoured threat running around like it’s nothing? She’s so put off by your confusing behaviour, and she just so happens to be caught even more off guard when you supposedly had left a handmade flower crown among the place, right for the taking. She remembers everything quite literally going in slow motion for her as you slowly had made your way torwards the exit of the woods, rotating your head back to the location for one last time and offering a gentle smile. “I’ll be back tomorrow!”

Over time she can find herself starting to look forward to your everyday little indirect meeting. She’s so used to having heard that humans are those who are judgemental, unfair and lying beings that are unconventionally weak in comparison to her own kind; an understanding darling who doesn’t show the slightest hint of fear is exactly what she desires out of the bunch! To which she honestly does not realise that her hatred torwards them would have much more gone torwards the fact that it’s all been created out of the mere assumptions that’s been made up for them instead of the genuine truth. But even so, she cannot help but feel mesmerized by you and your distinctive demeanour. Your unique perspective and her false beliefs has caused her to be completely hooked in no time

But another thing that started forming over time is how much she falls into extreme distress when her darling human takes too long to show up for the day, even an hour or so would be more than enough to have the entity searching around the place apprehensively for any possible clues for their non attendance. Which also makes the next point a massive cause of her behaviours worsening over the course of just a few weeks alone. One single day of absence causes the creature to feel both unimaginably anxious and betrayed, honestly making her incredibly selfish in a way. Made promises are taken to heart by the entity, and falling ill does not excuse you to disappear for an entire day without urgent reasonings connected to it!; in her mind, atleast. This usually causes her to plan a way to set down a trap or two for the next few days or so just so you wouldn’t be able to leave at the same time like you’d usually do. So surely expect a sudden tree to be blocking the exit when you’re trying to take your leave, or an unrecognisable trap hole to have suddenly appeared around the place out of nowhere. Your absence from the day before has been way too long for the creature already, you need to catch up on it.

In not all too much time she’d want to get to know you more through person. Having you just talk about your interests and daily experiences knowing she may not show herself, but how she’s always listening is lovely to her, but the both of you know you cannot remain in the woods for entire days at a time. She could start noticing herself starting to feel strangely empty, miserable even among all times you weren’t there with her. Your meetups aren’t enough to satisfy her anymore, which immediately worsens the already possessive feelings that were starting to bloom inside the entity. You blur her mind each and every time when you’re not in eyesight, thinking about what you’d be doing without her, if you’re thinking of her and most importantly; which disgusting beings would come in contact with you in the meantime when she’s not around. She’d come to realise that she wants to be with you on longer periods of the day, and unfortunately, she knows exactly how to get her way when she wants something.

Her shapeshifting technique comes in real handy with this one. Seemingly taking the lives of any original being to fit her own benefits, becoming close to you being the only motivation to her at this rate. She’d continue trying to get into your personal bubble in any of her disguised forms all she has to, not caring much for the consequences of the corpse count who were slowly starting to pile up. At first, there hadn’t been much luck when playing herself off as strangers, and she knew she’d have to take some different measurements in order to get to you. She’d stalk and stalk to try and get to know your personal likings as a person better in a few of her many impersonations, which would honestly remain the case until she found it. The perfect one to pose herself as. She wasn’t the “monster” everyone made her out to be anymore. Now; she was Sky. And no one would be none the wiser.

She feels slightly bad lying to you like this, walking around with some other’s identity sticking to her to fill up her own desires; but she’s positive you’d love her just as much like this-! She just isn’t ready to tell you for now, not yet. As for the behaviour in her disguised form, she finally gets to show you the love that has remained in the depths of her heart for such a long time. Using her cutesy behaviour in order to lure you right in and be as clingy as she wants to be. Surely now there also wouldn’t be many issues created if she’d go out her way to threaten those close to you in these forms. The main issue being how she doesn’t pay the consequences for any of her actions, making her all too much full of herself and overestimating her camouflages.

And who knows what she’ll do to you when given that opportunity.

She can, however, also become rather impatient when her efforts for the closure lack positive results. If you’re the kind to hold distrust torwards those who try befriending you out of the ordinary; well. You might have already just dug your own grave. She may become passive aggressive, pushy and even more disturbingly unpredictable when given this occasion for a little while. She’s incredibly assertive with her moves on you and could definitely be written off as forceful with anything she does, also being one to legitimately force herself into your comfort zone. You’d likely get scared off real fast due to how overbearing she can become at times, and because of this; She’s no better than just guilt tripping her way into your life either. Her seemingly innocent and childish nature being more than enough to easily convince those around you, turning them against your protests and gaslighting you into believing you’re the one in the wrong. But even if these wouldn’t cause you to just give into her attempts? You had always enjoyed your times right on the spot beforehand, so you’d leave her no other choice than to drag you back into the woods with her.

#yandere friday night funkin'#yandere fnf #fnf sky #fnf faker sky #fnf x reader #yandere fnf x reader #faker sky x reader #yandere faker sky #skyverse mod

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lonelostwriter · 6 months

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Hiya was wondering if you could do a head cannon for a yandere Aldryx (if your comfortable with it) if you do, can it be a sfw if possible

(y/n's pronouns they/ them ･⁠◡⁠･)

P.s you don't have to do it

(It's been AGES since I did requests here we go)

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SFW YANDERE ALDRYX HEADCANONS

When you first met it most definitely was through his little brother. I mean AGOTI is tryin to make it big n you just happened to be a huge fan.

The confession was a strange buildup towards it. Mostly roses and your favorite candy were left around.

He's really.... REALLY possessive at times. You wouldn't be all that fazed were it not the fact you felt... watched or constantly followed.

He's really sweet though, promise you that.

Is the big spoon, you are the little spoon. It's very much law.

He gets REALLY weary when you go out with close friends he does not know/ friends or people he doesn't know in general.

HUGE ON CUDDLES. DEMANDS them like. Whenever you're not too busy doing stuff around the house.

Surprise kisses. Lots of them. And I mean LOTS OF THEM

Also if he ever DID kill someone that he thought was going to steal you away from him? You'd be none the wiser. Would literally never know who did it, just cry in his arms about it.

He's a little coo coo for Coco Puffs. But. He's your love now.

#friday night funkin #fnf #fnf x reader #aldryx andromeda #fnf aldryx #aldryx x reader #tw yandere #yandere #head canon #thanks for the request!

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solntepyok · 2 years

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Lord X' and Xenophanes' Smut Shorts (🔞+)

A/N: In fact, it all started with this post. I found the idea interesting enough (from a writer's point of view), so I decided to reproduce it in reality. Before that, I decided to write a little backstory about how Lord X and Xenophanes decided to do it and what motivated them to do it. I was inspired, by the way, by a song by the German rock band Rammstein "Du Riechst So Gut" ("You smell so good"). And yes, dear minors, please do not read this. It contains violent scenes, which I do not recommend you to read. Everything here (I mean the scenes of violence, rape, torture and etc.) I in no way support in real life. Thank you for your understanding!

Word Count: 4.8k (for two in general)

Warnings: manipulation, intimidation, kidnapping, gaslighing, detailed descriptions of rape scenes and psychological/physical violence and drowing scene, suffering, fingering, tentacles, blood play

Lord X

GIF was taken from Sonic PC Port.

Lord would not be himself if he did not love to mock his victims. He was mad about hearing their cries and pathetic pleas to leave them alone, he was mad about watching their pathetic attempts to escape or fight him back. All bugs were defenceless against the black raven, and that was certainly something everyone knew. The demon simply loved playing all sorts of horrible games with humans, which he considered nothing more than his own amusement. He laughed uncontrollably while his victim wept and bled their own blood. He burst into an eerie, cold laugh at the sight of the empty human eyes and the breathless, mutilated body. He laughed sickeningly, pulling out the poor human's internal organs, while they wept and howled in pain. He felt triumphant as he looked at his blood-stained gloves.

However, he soon became bored with it all. He played the same games with all his victims every time, and frankly, he was fed up with it all. He could already predict in advance how this or that person... No, no, no, not a person, a toy would behave in this or that situation. He knew in advance all the hidden fears of his victims, and as a rule, human phobias and people themselves were very often alike. People are so predictable. And it was certainly very boring. Bloody boring.

Among all the featureless faces and unremarkable eyes, he soon spotted you. How glad he was to have found you, to have drawn you into his world of endless amusement. He was interested in you, for even though slaves, most of the time, bore him immediately after he had played with them only a few times, he was always interested in a new toy in his magnificent collection of puppets. What amused him most about you was that he was never bored with you. Though he could predict your behaviour, he was amazed by you every time he played with you. Your character was totally different from the rest of his victims, for you never gave up. You never gave up hope of escaping from this horrible place, even though it is unfortunately impossible in principle. You resisted him like all his other victims, but you held on much longer than any of them. You had a strong spirit, a core strength, you could not be broken. Lord was looking for your fears and triggers that he could press to make you break, and he seems to have found something against which you would be powerless.

One of his favourite games was catch-up. He did not know why he so often played this game with his victims, but he could tell for sure that chasing after his prey gave rise to a vicious predator chasing his prey. He hovered with his sharp claws spread like a black raven, ready to seize with his sharp beak a butterfly that flew away pitifully. A couple of flaps of his black wings are enough to catch the silly butterfly, but the raven is in no hurry. He waits until the butterfly can tire themselves out, and then the crow will be there. One has to be able to wait, because patience is the key to success and easy gain.

You ran as fast as you could. The cold air was hitting your face in a jet, spreading painfully all over your skin. Little salty droplets froze in your eyes, you were ready to cry. But you can't. You must not show your weakness to your tyrant, for then he would torture you even more fiercely. Tears can't help grief, it takes fortitude. So you ran as hard as you could in spite of your fatigue, though your strength was at its lowest. The evil spirit soared, swiftly flying after you, intending to seize you. You remember well what happened the last time you were playing catch-up with him. He caught you, and with one swipe of his clawed paw ripped your belly open. It was simply horrible and disgusting, you will always remember his merciless, chilling laugh and his cruel eyes. He has no compassion, it seems he would have been happy to do this to you all the time, and you didn't want him to. You couldn't let him get the upper hand and win over you. This fucker just doesn't deserve to win.

As you turned the corner, you suddenly heard someone screaming. You listened while you kept running and saw a little yellow fox drowning to your left in your path. He was holding on to the bank with one hand, but you could see that he was nearing the end of his strength and he would soon be swept into the whirlpool and simply drowned.

"Help, please! Help! Somebody!" The fox cub shouted loudly, holding on to the bank with his last hand. When he saw you, hope gleamed in his eyes and he cried out again, addressing you. Without thinking, you ran up to him, kneeling down and extending your hand to him. He grasped it, and you pulled the wet fox out of the bloody river. He was breathing heavily, he was shivering from the cold, he hugged himself to warm himself somehow. You put your arm around him to help keep him warm and nervously told him:

"Come quickly. He's getting close."

But it was as if the little fox was in no hurry. He looked at you innocently and wondered earnestly:

"Who is he?"

You were taken aback. Doesn't the little fox know who's behind this whole rotten world? Has the little fox not yet met this bastard who hates all living things? You were at first taken aback and then filled with hatred, for your tormentor may well have dragged even small children into his world, torturing them in the same way he did the adults. It was simply horrible. The demon seemed to spare no one, as if all humans were there only for his own amusement. You frowned and gritted your teeth.

"You don't need to know that. But he's very bad. Come on." You said, nudging the little fox. However, he walked leisurely, as if he wasn't afraid of anything.

"Why try to hide…" Suddenly the little fox wheezed, his gaze became serious and mocking and his eyes filled with cruelty. You flinched. "… if he's standing right in front of you?"

Your eyes widened in horror as the little yellow fox cub turned into a dark blue demonic hedgehog in an instant. There he was, your tyrant, in all his glory. Still the same vile grin, still the same unfeeling eyes. Still the same bloody scar on his chest, still the same businesslike look. It was as if he was deliberately taunting you, testing you. Seeing your genuine bewilderment, he laughed.

"What a performance… Every time a trick like that never upsets me." He scoffed at you. "Most of the people just run through. But not you."

He stepped close to you, gazing into your startled and perplexed eyes. He was enjoying your confused look, because at last something had managed to get a hold of you so much. Even then he could see that you were weak in the face of other people's suffering. He played on your feelings, lured you in and you fell into his trap. The butterfly flew straight to the black crow, and now he can feed on it properly. The cunning black crow has earned his victory.

"What a prick you are!" You hissed with all hatred, gritting your teeth hard and clenching your fists. There was no limit to your indignation. He took advantage of you, he toyed with you and threw you away as if you were junk. It was as if he had taken from you what was most precious to you — your honor. And in response, he would burst out laughing.

"Oh, what are you going to do to me? Will you kill me? Oh no, help me, help me! I'm being killed! Help!" Lord pressed his hands pitifully to his chest and mimicked a frightened grimace, parodying the deathbed behaviour of his victims begging him not to hurt them. You frowned even more, and he laughed again, this time the nasty smirk was on his face. He put his hands behind his back and lazily propped his knees up, hunched over a little.

You took a swing, hoping to slap him. But he immediately intercepted your hand and squeezed your wrist tightly. You hissed grudgingly.

"You know, that was stupid. Just like you worrying about others who are, in fact, nobody to you." He remarked, still keeping one hand behind his back and the other clutching your wrist. One second and he throws you into the bloody water.

Once you were completely submerged in the river, you surfaced again, but you were still hitting the water with your hands, unable to get out. The river was carrying you swiftly in the opposite direction; you couldn't physically get out, even if you really wanted to. Meanwhile, Lord was lazily following you. He snapped his fingers and the river stopped, and now you were just floundering in place. Your tyrant came up to you and sat down beside you, scrutinizing you.

"Oh, you're drowning. Can I help you? Ah yes, you hate me. And one doesn't usually get help from enemies." He grinned cheekily. And you, holding on with the last of your strength, tried to grab hold of the shore with your hand. But it didn't work, you were only able to grasp it with your fingertips for a second, but you immediately snapped, and so you prepared to die again. The water rapidly filled your lungs, you found it hard to breathe with each dive into the water. Death by drowning, fucking nice. However, you felt your arm being intercepted. The next second you were roughly thrown onto the shore. You began coughing and pounding your chest with your fist, trying to catch your breath.

"You may consider that I have had mercy on you. It's too soon for you to die. I want to try something with you." He said cryptically, his eyes filled with an incomprehensible gleam. Your head was down, you couldn't see his face, and so he walked over to you and grabbed your chin, making you look at him. You looked at him with disgust and anger and he continued just as nonchalantly. "You don't mind, do you? Although who am I kidding... You just don't have a choice."

He shoved you roughly, and involuntarily you fell on your back. As he grabbed your wrists, he shackled them with something like barbed wire, you couldn't see what exactly was there, but your wrists burned horribly as you tried to tear it off. With a hiss of pain, you began to kick as your tyrant leaned over you, placing his hands on the inside of both your legs, forcing them wide apart.

"What the fuck are you doing, you bastard?" You shrieked as he squeezed your skin on your legs with his hands. He replied with a nonchalant smirk on his face:

"If you resist, you're going back in the river."

You fell silent. You did not want to die again, for even the strongest give up and stop fighting. You were tired of being in this perpetual cycle of suffering. At least now, he's not going to do something completely terrible to you, is he?

It was truly a whole new kind of domination for him, while it was a whole new kind of suffering for you. To be honest, he wasn't exactly thrilled about it, but seeing you wriggling and sobbing at his actions didn't stop him. He was moving his fingers into your body, adding one at a time and moving them inside you. Fuck, it was just awful. Your whole body was burning, you were twitching, and your wrists were bleeding profusely, while you yourself cried out and moaned at times. These were very different moans, different from those moans when Lord pulled out your insides or did any other bloody thing to you. They were moans of killing pleasure, it was bloody intense, but it was undoubtedly slowly killing you. Your mind was clouded, Lord stared into your eyes and saw the emptiness there. You didn't understand what was happening, it all seemed unreal to you, just a nightmare.

You cried out loudly as your tyrant wrapped his fingers around your nipple, squeezing it painfully. You arched back, and he unclenched his fingers slightly, leaving a slight redness on your nipple. It's just amazing how fragile and delicate the human body is. Why hadn't he done something like this to his victims before?

Now he was no longer bored seeing his fingers go in and out of you at a frantic pace. Now he was no longer bored when he saw you screaming loudly and moaning pitifully and wriggling desperately. Your face red with shame and horrible pleasure, your crystal clear eyes filled with tears, and your flawless, tender body drove the Lord into an unbelievable rapture. Such a brave and resilient human, it would seem, and right now they were wriggling beneath him and moaning sweetly at his every touch. He used to think that he fully understood the human body, but as it turned out, a human, such a miserable mortal being, is very versatile. Amazing indeed.

His fingers were terribly huge. To tell you the truth, his palm itself was monstrous in size, so what about the fingers themselves? His fingers slid much faster with gloves on, and it just drove you crazy. You felt the heat fill your entire body and a violent surge of emotion took you instantly into its net. You cried out loudly — that was your edge. And he too received an incredible amount of emotion for the day. It was all new to him.

"Did you like it?" He whispered slyly to you, burning your ear with his hot breath. "We'll continue again soon, my dear friend…"

You were exhausted. Your eyes were closed and your breathing was ragged. Dear Lord, what was all this for?

Sonic.exe (Xenophanes)

GIF and some Xenophanes' quotes were taken from Sonic.exe Game (Version 7) by MY5TCrimson.

Xenophanes loved to play with you. He loved to try all kinds of his cunning and cruel games with you, he wanted to test you, he wanted to see how long you could withstand his rounds. Humans are not known for their high stamina. Absolutely anything can kill a human. And most importantly, a human is suddenly mortal, for they can never know exactly where Death might wait for them. And even now, in his realm of endless suffering and torture, when absolutely everything he does brings you incredible pain, you will never be able to predict exactly when you will be brutally murdered. Simply because it is his world, with its own unpredictable rules.

One thing you do know, however, is that he will not rest until you are broken. He won't rest until he sees you on your knees begging him to stop hurting you. He will not rest until he is convinced that you are exhausted enough to continue his game. He didn't like it when people got tired, because then they wouldn't be able to experience all the fun he had in store for them. What kind of game was it where there were no players? That was why he controlled the mind and body of his victim when he realised they were no longer able to cope on their own. After all, it is much more fun to play when you know that the players themselves are interested, isn't that right?

You hated him. You hated him so much that you never missed an opportunity to hurt him, even if you were terribly exhausted. You didn't need his pathetic support, his bloody help, which he only gave you for his own amusement to mock his victims. He killed you time after time, and time after time you tried to resist him. And every time he laughed and laughed and laughed… After all, it is so hilarious to watch how a defenseless and innocent lamb pretends to threaten an angry and hungry wolf who can tear his prey to pieces in an instant. The strong will never intimidate, for they already know that no one can overpower them. He was inviting you to join him, to finally stop resisting him and rule this rotten world together. He was prepared to make you his favourite, he was prepared to give you as much time as he saw fit, but you didn't want it. He was prepared to make you the leader of his Cult, his right hand, for he felt that your steadfastness and hatred would serve as a great linchpin to be in such a high position. You certainly had the makings of a leader. At least, he thought so himself. However, you did not even want to listen to him, each time his proposal was rudely rejected. Well, for the time being he will approve of your decision so he can continue playing with his favourite toy. The opinion of slaves is not law for him, but he has certainly heard yours.

"Oh, playing with you is so much fun. You still resist me every time, even when you know there's no way out, and I like that." He bullied you. He trampled you into the dirt, made you believe that you were just his plaything. You're just a puppet, moving only at his puppeteer's beck and call.

"I'll kill you, you bastard!" You screamed in despair, you burst into tears, and rage and hatred burned in your eyes. How tired you are. When will you finally be able to defeat him, to do to him what he did to you? When will you finally be rid of that filthy creature, out of your misery? He burst into an eerie and cold laugh, tipping his muzzle back. How silly it is. How ridiculous it is.

You swing your fist in the hope of hitting his face. But your hand clears the air, and you can't see him in front of you. You're taken aback. Turning around, you see him there, behind you, smirking viciously and smugly, his arms crossed over his chest. His look was not one of importance, rather it was more of a relaxed one, for your tormentor was interested in how you would behave next. Seeing your puzzled face, he laughed.

"Surprised? Did you really think I was going to stand still?" He chuckled, beckoning you with his index finger. It was a challenge, a provocation for a fierce fight, and you didn't want to hold back any longer. He was asking for it himself.

With even greater fierceness you swing a second time, now filled with determination, adrenaline and hatred. And again he evaporates, being behind you. Once again you turn and run at him, preparing to strike again. Finally, after a few more times, you are exhausted, falling to your knees and breathing heavily. Again you're tired, and once again you can't overpower him. How pathetic that is.

He's never laughed like that before. His cold and eerie laugh chilled you to the bone as he laughed at your repeated futile attempts to fight him back. No doubt it turned him on, otherwise why would he let you do it time after time? He valued his victims' helplessness and innocence, because it was much more fun to play with them. Such people have a heightened sense of fear, and fear was what made Xenophanes tremendously fascinated.

But then he stopped laughing as abruptly as he had started. His fine mood suddenly changed to something else. He stopped smiling and immediately frowned, taking on a serious look. Approaching you, he immediately grabbed you by the throat. Wrapping two hands around his paw, you began to wiggle your legs and gasped instantly.

"Enough games. You had a chance to comply… But now you've come too far." He said coldly, as if to sizzle you with his gaze. He seemed upset that you had turned him down last time. You knew perfectly well that he gets terribly aggressive when he doesn't get what he wants. Last time it was you. He was incredibly furious that in his own world he couldn't get you to take his side, even though he could control people's minds, and it was incredibly frustrating for him. He needed to teach you a lesson for your bad behaviour.

He unclawed, and you fell to the ground. Greedily gulping for air, you touch your horribly flushed neck. But the luck didn't last long. One second and it was pitch-black. You screamed hysterically, touching your face. A scarlet liquid dripped from his long, sharp claws onto the cold ground. It seemed to have just slashed his claws across your face. You crouched low to the ground, writhing in pain. It was bloody unbearable.

And in the meantime, he was staring at you. He wasn't angry, he wasn't upset, but there seemed to be an intense resentment against you in his gaze. It was as if he was resentful of you, like a little child who didn't get a cherished toy. He wanted to get you, and when he wants something, he will stop at nothing until he gets it.

He kicked you roughly with his foot and you fell backwards. Through the tears and the blood, you saw him looming over you, peering at you curiously. There was a twinkle in his cruel eyes, a kind of vulgar spark, and you didn't like it at all. He regarded you as if for the very first time, passing his gaze from your head to your heels. He smiled wickedly, but not at all like he usually does. There was something entirely different about his smirk, and it startled you.

You froze. From the fear that pelted you from head to toe and generally from the events that occurred in those couple of seconds, minutes, maybe even hours, you simply couldn't think straight. You were so terrified and exhausted that you couldn't even utter a single word. But the look of your tormentor, which inspired absolutely no confidence, made you ask exhaustedly:

"What are you going to do to me?"

Xenophanes only grinned at this. He leaned even lower towards you, bringing his face close to yours. His hot breath burned you, and you twitched reflexively at the strange sensation.

"You'll find out…" He licked, extending his bloody long purple tongue. It was simply disgusting, you could see the roughness on it. Wild terror froze on your face, you suddenly realised what was about to happen to you. You wanted to jump up and run away, but in time you did, for in the same second he piled his whole body on top of you. Your chest made contact with his, the frantic pounding of your heart gave a rhythmic beat to the demon's body, you were very scared.

You squeezed in fear, and felt him lick your cheek, on which your own blood was dripping rapidly. Your blood tasted incredibly pretty delicious; you were to your tyrant like a sweet candy that he wanted to taste completely. His yellowish fangs turned scarlet, he couldn't stop licking your blood from your face. Immediately aversion filled you, you were disgusted by what this fucker was doing to you. You wanted to break free, to run away, to call for help, but you couldn't. It was as if he was controlling your body and would not let you interrupt his disgusting game. You huddled in the cold ground with the fright that pelted you. You trembled before your tyrant like a lamb to the slaughter.

One second and he came to your lips, you and he merged in a passionate kiss. You widened your eyes in horror and surprise; his tongue wandered in search of yours, but you resisted him. In a wild and passionate dance, his tongue wandered across your palate, intent on capturing your tongue as well, but you shook your face and didn't give in to him. You were ready to swear you would have thrown up if he hadn't immediately stopped doing that to you. He pulled away from your lips and grabbed your shoulders roughly, his claws digging into your skin, leaving bleeding scratches on it. You cried out and he looked at you angrily and fiercely, baring his sharp fangs.

"Stop fighting back, why are you doing this?" He growled dreadfully, clacking his teeth. "You'll never escape from here, so why are you resisting me?"

He was furious. To tell you the truth, he had tolerated your reckless and daring escapades for quite some time, he turned a blind eye to your feeble-minded courage, for your daring would never help you escape your Destiny anyway. He was incredibly angry that he couldn't control your mind fully, because if he had, you wouldn't be resisting him now. You wouldn't have attacked him then, why would you have done that? He wanted to make you his, completely his, so that he could fully dispose of you as he wished. Well, if he's incapable of subduing your mind, then he'll use your body and there's nothing you can do to stop him.

The next second you watched in horror as the glove on his right hand suddenly tore sharply. His hand seemed to swell and then in an instant it turned into a dozen tentacles. The tentacles encircled your body: they bound your arms, lifting them above your head, they encircled your waist along with your legs, forcing your legs wide apart. With a wild scream you wriggled, hoping to break free, but alas, the tentacles' grip was too tight. Your tyrant grinned reproachfully.

"It's too late to resist, you should have thought sooner." He whispered vilely, licking your ear. You cringed and looked into his empty and cold eyes with all hatred and fear. "You should have thought sooner… When you had the chance. Now just enjoy."

Without any ceremony, one of the tentacles sharply entered your body. You cried out loudly: your sobs were filled with horror and sheer misery. Tears welled up from your eyes as you wriggled and squirmed. And he, savoring every second, greedily stared at you. Oh yes, finally you belonged to him now. Finally he felt that close connection and intimacy with you. In most cases, people have sex because that is how they want to show each other their strong affection and love. Xenophanes did not love you, but he wanted to put you in your place by his cruel act. He wanted to get back at you for rejecting him that time. He is very jealous and vindictive, and would not spare even his most favourite plaything. You did not want to submit to him willingly, so he simply left you no choice — if you don't want to do it yourself, he will make you submit to him by force.

With each thrust your body was literally burning, you were very hot and in pain. You screamed, begged him to stop, but with each thrust he moved harder and harder, more intense and more intense. Your eyes were blurred, you seemed to have lost the essence of your existence. Your body was burning, as if a thousand needles were digging into it, tearing the flesh from within. It was a slow poison, it drove you mad. Xenophanes felt no physical pleasure, but he was incredibly proud that he could break you, for now you were in complete submission to him.

With a final thrust you felt a strange warmth fill your lower body along with your chest. Tilting your head back, you bit your lower lip and began to wriggle. No, no, no. That's so dirty, gross, disgusting. You're not supposed to enjoy it. It's terribly wrong, it's terribly shameful. Your face reddened with shame and heat, for now you no longer resisted your tyrant. He had caught you up in this human pleasure and finally took complete control of you.

"You are mine." He roared, digging deep into your flesh with his claws. You were ecstatic, you were on the verge of coming, and the next moment you snapped into a scream. Your heart was beating frantically in your chest, it wanted to jump out.

You were raped and slaughtered angrily.

You were raped until all your strength had disappeared.

And yet he rose to torture you

Die in the only fun for the Devil.

My dears, this is special for you! @uglysonicsimp @tabbesiscool

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starii-galaxii · 7 months

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I forgot I can post whatever fandom shit I want here

The last one is an older work lol

#fnf fanart #friday night funkin #yandere simulator #yandere sim fan art #fnf b3 remix #fnf shaya #fnf Skarlet

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fiona-my-love · 1 year

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Welcome to the clew!!

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Main blog: @fionay

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MASTERLIST

ANONS

Platypus Anon, 🦊

Fandoms I’ll write for

SCP

FNaF

Doki Doki Literature Club

Pokémon

Friday Night Funkin’ (most mods too!)

Warrior Cats

Helluva Boss

Hazbin Hotel

Sonic

Undertale

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare games

..And a whole lot more! Just ask!

Boundaries

Things that ARE allowed:

- Pretty much anything that isn't on the not allowed list!

- Very specific stuff. Ex: SCP 096 with a robotic cat companion who’s empathetic and blind and can read minds

- Gender neutral readers!

- Platonic x readers

- Mentions of having kids with the character, like family headcanons on if certain characters would want kids/how they would act around them

-LGBTQ+ related stuff

- Polyamory

- Light mental/physical health related stuff

- Darker themes, such as death and mental abuse.

- Yanderes

- Love letters from a character/characters reacting to love letter

- AUs

- Humanized characters

- “Who’s most likely to _”s

Things that are NOT allowed:

- Readers with specified gender, I can make it lean one way or the other, but that’s it. I can do feminine and masculine, just not directly gendered.

- Male pregnancy (not talking about ftm people, talking about weird shit), miscarriages, etc.

- Anything DIRECTLY sexual. I’m fine with implications or throwing in slightly suggestive bonus headcanons, but nothing centered around that. Stuff like pole dancer! reader is fine, but not direct smut.

- Fetish content.

- Cheating, breakup.

- S/A or r*pe. No forms of s*xual abuse will ever be allowed here.

- Romantic minor x adult readers, p*dophillia.

- Self hxrm, abused readers

- Animal abuse, including zoophillia or be*styality.

- Toxic relationships in a positive context. Like student x teacher relations being treated as innocent.

- Gender swaps