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yandere-writer-momo · 5 months
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Yandere Head Canons:
My Purpose
Mad Scientist Husband x Reader x Yandere Clone
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Now your husband, Dorian Goodman, truly believed he was doing you a favor with his newest creation… or should he say creations? He felt like a horrible husband by being away from you for long hours but he was allergic to pet dandruff so that was out of the equation… so why not clean himself? That way you wouldn’t be lonely! He only had his genius to blame for the horror he inflicted on you from this…
So imagine waking up to see your husband laying beside you in the bed still? His arms felt colder than normal and he smelled like preservatives… something was off but you couldn’t put your finger on it… his black hair was still long and beautiful just like his dark lashes. But something in your gut told you this wasn’t him.
And that’s when the figure beside you wakes up and gives you a bright smile. “I’m Dee. I’m your husband’s clone to keep you company while he’s away.”
You never shot up from the bed so fast to call your husband. You were extremely upset with him for creating a replica of himself rather than spend time with you himself… the nerve!
But your husband reassured you it was fine. That Dee was essentially him in every single way and that Dee could be your companion. He brushed off your concerns on this being cheating since Dee was a complete biological copy of Dorian himself but Dee could be deactivated by Dorian’s voice… it frustrated you. Why couldn’t he just leave his silly inventions behind and just spend time with his own spouse once and awhile? You were so lonely in this mansion…
But you didn’t take your frustration out on Dee. The poor clone was as clueless as you but he insisted he was created to serve you. Dee’s purpose was to take care of your needs
Dee would clean around the house and do the yard work. He was the complete opposite of the stoic Dorian. He felt more like a real human being than your own husband… minus how abnormally cold he was. He didn’t talk much but he was there. You started to grow attached to him
You spent a lot of time with Dee. He’d cover you with a blanket if you sat in your reading nook to read, he’d brew you your favorite coffee/tea, and he’d rub your shoulders. You constantly had to tell Dee that it was okay. That he didn’t have to be at your every beck and call but he would always say, “you’re my purpose.”
And Dee took notice of your sexual frustration when he peaked in on you touching yourself in the privacy of the bathroom within the glass shower walls. Curiosity began to settle in him. The cute whimpers and cries from your lips stirred something within him and he pushed the door open
You nearly screamed when Dee entered the bathroom, the only place he wasn’t beside you. But what shocked you more was the large erection in his gray joggers. It seemed he was more human than you thought and you were aching for something inside of you…
You let Dee have his way with you. He truly was a copy of your husband from how much he stretched you. Dee felt so good. He was so big and he was so strong. And he oddly smelled like your husband now… like clean linen and citrus. It was comforting and sexy. It was like Dorian was with your right now. Like Dorian was inside of you.
And in your passion it spilled from your lips once your orgasm rocked through you. Three little words that changed Dee forever, “I love you.” Dee held you while he rode you through your orgasm until his finally came. His strong arms held you up and his cheeks were filled with color. You loved him. You loved him. Dee didn’t want to ever be deactivated. Des wanted to be with you.
Dee would big spoon you every night. His large body pressed as close to yours as physically possible. There was a change in him. He was starting to become warm. Warm like a furnace. It was strange…. Dee became more and more human as the days turned to months. Your texts to your real husband became less and less but he probably didn’t even notice since he was busy with his inventions.
Dee would make you breakfast every morning and have his face between your legs to please you while you ate. Breakfast and sex became the norm for you and him. It felt so wonderful to feel wanted again. And every time, Dee begged you to tell him how you loved him. He would do anything to you to hear those words. Anything.
A shame you started to neglect your real husband. Dorian was shocked to see you folded up in a pretzel in your bed while Dee slammed into you like a mad man. This wasn’t what the clone was built for. He wasn’t built to fuck you. What the hell?
And that’s when Dee gave him a smirk. It was like looking in a mirror except there was something terrifying behind those ice blue eyes. Something sinister and Dorian didn’t like it at all. Dorian needed to get rid of Dee quickly… Dorian gave Dee one last look before he walked out of the room before you noticed
Dee kissed your head as he tucked you in. “I’m going to go get some water, okay?”
Dorian waited in the kitchen for Dee to come to him and the clone did. Dorian and him stared at each other for a few minutes before Dorian sighed.
“Deactivate.” Dorian told Dee but the clone remained standing there menacingly rather than deactivating like he was supposed to. “I said deactivate-“
And that’s when Dee launched himself toward Dorian and began to strangle him. His ice blue eyes filled with glee as the color slowly drained from Dorian’s face. An evil smirk on his face.
“It’s my purpose to make (your name) happy and there not happy with you so you can’t deactivate me anymore.” Dee whispered in Dorian’s ear. “They don’t love you. They love me.”
Dee ended up burying Dorian in the backyard before you woke up. He didn’t want you to be sad about your old husband any longer….
Dee slipped the ring he took off Dorian’s finger onto his. The shiny gold band now proudly on display. A smile on his face. Your real husband was with you now and he’d make you happy.
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carnivorousyandeere · 21 days
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honestly the clone gang bang thing has been a fantasy of mine forever so i really cant understand why folks arent so horny for Dae-Hyun. Like imagine it?? Pinned down like ten hands grabbing at you?? It'd be so smothering??? NNNNhhhhhh
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Hehehehehe, here you go~ 😇
( MDNI, No Age in Bio DNI )
CW: gangbang/orgy, smut, dubcon on account of the under-negotiated kink, blindfold, being held down and restrained.
Info: sub Darling, bottom Darling
A Dae-hyun cradles your head in his lap, thumb smoothing over your cheek, brushing at the blindfold over your eyes dampening with tears.
Another Dae-hyun lays at your side, scattering wet kisses and licks across your neck, ear, cheek, and flirting close to your lips, where yet another Dae-hyun’s fingers are stroking the inside of your mouth to feel the trembling vibrations of your moans.
Other Dae-hyuns’ hands run down your sides, stroking your stomach, making you twitch and shudder. A few hands fight to travel between your legs, stroking you and trying to dip their fingers into you. A stroke against a particularly sensitive spot makes your leg kick out— a Dae-hyun catches you by the ankle and begins kissing up the inside of your thigh as the other Dae-hyuns giggle and coo over your reactions.
Their fervent, possessive touches only increase in speed and pressure, multiple Dae-hyuns licking and biting your skin, their fingers digging into you and trying to keep you still, even as your back arches against the overwhelming sensations.
You cum hard and fast, before you even realize it’s happening, your body seizing. Your teeth dig into the fingers in your mouth with a strained whine. A moan and a chorus of giggling rings out around you as they help you through your orgasm, pressing kisses over your heated skin. They move their fingers from between your legs, and you let out a sigh of relief— until they move their hands to lift your hips and slide a pillow under you.
A Dae-hyun presses a trembling, excited kiss to your cheek. You hear a slick sound in time with his panting, and a few belts unbuckling. “Do you think you can take all of us—? We’ll— we’ll go one by one… or maybe two at a time…” Fingers stroke your lips once more. “Or maybe three…?”
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peoplesgraves · 2 years
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Betty
Yandere scientist x Franken-Reader
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You wake to a raging headache. Your head is so filled with clutter and voices that are almost yours that it feels like your brain is going to explode. The pain is eased by a cool washcloth being dabbed on your for head while a gentle voice mumbles words of comfort. You pass out and awake a few minutes later. The longer the mysterious man is next to you the more the throbbing dulls until finally it’s dulled enough for you to sit up.
A few minutes later you try to stand but your legs collapse under you. Your horrified to look down and see blood dripping from crudely stapled and stitched wounds. Each line of stitches reveals a slightly different part. Like you’re some kind of horrible jigsaw puzzle. Calloused hands pull you up and back onto the table. The man mumbles to himself as he gathers supplies and you recognize his voice as the same from earlier.
He pulls a stool to sit in front of you and looks at your torn staples. “You’ve ripped them. If you needed something you know you should’ve asked me instead of hurting yourself like this.” He begins to clean it up paying no mind to your winces of pain. An agonizing ordeal later your leg is fixed and the man who you’ve come to dislike greatly is seriously lecturing you.
“You need to rest while your body heals. Until then you’ll stay in the lab where I can watch over you.” When you don’t respond he turn from his work table to look at you. “Ok Betty?”
You look at him confused and terrified. “I’m not Betty.”
“Of course you are. I used Betty’s brain. Her heart was too damaged but it’s the brain that’s really important.”
You shake your head as much as you can laying down. “I’m. Not. Betty!”
He sighs and sits once again by your side. He Henry grabs your hand in both of his and plays with your fingers as he speaks. “Maybe you’re not Betty yet. But won’t it be an interesting experiment to see if I can bring Betty out?”
The next few weeks are torture. Because of your condition the mad man literally has to do everything for you. He was always clinical about it never overstepping anymore then he had too but still, it was torture. The only things to do where to sleep or to watch as he did his experiments. Sometimes you could convince him to tell you stories wether about Betty, his experiments or worst of all, how he’d made you.
There’s also a voice in your head. While most voices have died off by now one is only getting louder. She warns you about the scientist and begs you to run away. As the voice starts to gain more and more purchase in your mind, it starts to show you things. Memories of Betty and the scientist. One day when Betty has drowned you out, she shows you something horrible.
That night when the scientist tries changing your bandages you pull away from him at any cost. Gritting your teeth through the pain to protect yourself from him. Eventually he gets fed up and can’t help but to ask what’s wrong.
“You killed Betty.” Your voice wavers in fear but still it drips with venom.
The scientist looks mostly neutral. Although he does have a small fond smile. “So Betty is in there and shes trying to save you. It’s cute. Really.” He leans forward and rests his forearms on his legs to be eye level with you.
“But there’s nothing to save you from. I took your heart, all of your discarded parts and I gave them a second chance.”
Betty slips through the cracks and your mouth is moving of another volition. “You’ll just tear her apart and start over once she becomes too much for you.” The voice is yours but not and it freaks you out.
You look for comfort, to cling to something and the scientist steps in. He holds you and let’s you cry into his coat.
“Tell me Betty.” He spits her name like it’s poison, the complete opposite of the way he’d said her name when you first awoke. “Why would I kill my greatest creation?”
The scientist rubs circles on your back. It’s like the more you fall into him the further away Betty gets until you’re brain is quiet for the very first time.
“You’re right. You’re not Betty” a serpents smile forms behind your back and his grip on you tightens “you’re going to be so much better.”
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dipolardruid · 1 year
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For Agonia.
What if instead of the elderly couple, reader was instead found by ANOTHER dangerous mad scientist except this scientist treats reader way better
TW: Reader is seen as property
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"You're awake...FINALLY! You're awake, ooohhh this is exciting!" You squint in an attempt to have your eyes adjust to the lighting.
"Take your time don't push yourself!" With a blink you finally are able to see again meeting face to face with a man with a wide smile "Incredible..." you flinch back as he goes to grab your head causing him to retract his arms "Perhaps I got too excited, I just couldn't help myself! How did they create you? I tried using DNA from those bullet wounds, skin cells and so on yet they all remain unidentified...even going as far as to disintegrate after not being attached to you for a extended amount of time..." He begins to mumble to himself.
As you try to sit up you grab his attention again "oh how rude of me my apologies, I got a little side tracked!" He quickly grabs something from the counter "Here drink this you'll feel as good as new!" Noticing your hesitance he takes a drink himself "Completely safe!" He says putting the cup infront of you.
"I must know who created you? Do you know how it was done? How long it took!? I just can't help myself you are an absolute masterpiece!" He laughs "I would've thought you were just a regular huamn being had I not noticed how your body was attempting to repair itself right infront of my very eyes, the bullets seem to have prevented it from doing its job or stopping it completely in some of them!"
He taps on his chin watching as you drink the beverage he offered watching as the colour returns to your face and not having you look as if you were an undead. He stops tapping his chin giving a small chuckle while giving you a huge grin.
"This is only the beginning my miracle of a masterpiece! Don't you worry as long as you cooperate with me I promise everything will go absolutely marvelous!"
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It had been a month since he had found you, you won't deny that he confuses you more then not, he's the polar opposite of your mother, he's always so active, adventurous, he even treats you so much differently.
He encourages you to explore to test out new things and not sit and wait for him, he finds it annoying after a certain amount of time. It's because of this you often find yourself doing something dumb like the one time you ate half a bush of poison ivy knowing what the consequences of that are.
"I would've been severely disappointed if a simple plant is what took you out but it truly was something else watching as your body healed itself from the inside out, i'd even say it's a piece of art!" He said as he began walking around you in a circle "Now that I've had time to think on it...you could be my accomplishment!" He picks you up leading you towards his lab room.
"It took some heavy thinking but ultimately you've shown to listen very well along with your body being able to handle even the most deadliest of injuries, I simply have to make some adjustments on you to be able to get the maximum opacity possible from you."
He sees the look you give him causing him to make eye contact with you and smile "Ah don't worry it won't harm you while I won't lie and say it's painless it will be worth it in the end you have my promise...you will be my legacy.."
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As time goes on he seems to have been in a terrible mood more as of late, He hasn't taken it out on you, you do realize however how he takes it all out on his experiments he deems as failures which he hasn't done before.
One thing you've also noticed is how he seems to also want to rush the process of enhancing your body more then it already has, while also teaching you different fighting styles from the most brutal to the most pacifist.
He wanted you to be something they've never seen before something that no matter how hard they try or beg they wouldn't be able to stop you. That is what he wants but that pest can't seem to accept the fact that you no longer belong to her....and that pisses him off more than anything.
He needs you to be ready so when you finally are not even she will be able to tame you, you will be proof of what everyone thought he could never achieve....oooh how he'll prove it to all of them.
Finally that day comes when you were finally ready he couldn't help himself but laugh at their reaction when they saw you. Looking at him as if he was crazy bringing just some person into a shady hideout. That changed the moment he asked you be rid of them how he loved hearing them screaming some even begging but he taught you better "Always finish what you've started."
What he really wanted more than anything was her reaction of you finally being revealed to the public. You had immediately topped the charts in the top 20 after the amount of casualties and buildings destroyed in simply 2 hours. There was one person who was less than happy at this new found enemy....Her.
She couldn't help but clench her jaw both hands in a fist to the point of bleeding her eyes wide and brows furrowed before giving a shaky laugh.
"Just you wait until I get my hands on you but first I need a way to deal with him."
He's ruined everything she tried to be nice from civil conversations to mock attacks but now this is something else, he's really done it now. She'll make sure to get you back and have him in such fear that he'd have no choice but to look over his shoulder, even if the chances of her failing are high it's a risk she's willing to take.
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Request are open!
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obsessive-valentine · 4 months
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Sleepy time with the yanderes
I’ve got bad writers block so have this in the mean time, sorry guys :/
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Barbarian - You wake up to thunder and find yourself wrapped up in many layers of fur, more than you had fallen asleep with, you are warm and snug and cannot see even your hand infront your face, all you hear is the pitter patter of rain on the tent roof and the quiet snores of the barbarian next to you. You almost instantly fall back asleep.
Childhood Friend Fae - The room is dimly lit by the small pile of logs in the fireplace -you hear them crackle and pop- watching the dying flames dance as your eyes get heavy, you can also hear him flip a book page as he reads beside you. By the time the fireplace dies you find sleep -he blows out the candle he was using to read before joining you under the covers and snaking a arm around your waist. “Sleep well love”
Fisherman - Aged handmade knitted and patchwork blankets rub against you, laying your head on him it rises and falls with his chest and a muffled heartbeat and hand that rubs your back lulls you to sleep. Your breaths synced a long time ago.
Vampire - You keep the dim table lamp on to chase away the shadows of the unfamiliar room, looking around at the old paintings and decor, the wind whistles through the old windows and doors and the luxurious silk sheets do little to comfort you; however the almost inaudible violin he plays on the other side of the manor reaches your ears and comforts you enough to find sleep.
Platonic mad-scientist - You lay on the small leather sofa in his study, cheek squished against a pillow and fast asleep, with his back to you he intensely writes at his desk. It’s dark outside but the room is fairly lit, you still however found sleep to the sound on the pen and his muttering. He shuts his book and drops the pen, you hear the faint steps in your subconscious of him coming to take you to bed. “Let’s get you to bed”
Classic Yandere - The cold cuff stubbornly hugs your ankle a harsh contrast to the gentle fingers that trace patterns on your arm, the murmurs of the tv and it’s light dimly bouncing off the walls making the walls glow and flicker aids in your quest to find sleep. You fall asleep faster than usual due to emotional exhaustion from the long day. His eyes peel away from the film to glance at you seeing you asleep he doesn’t stop tracing patterns on your arms. “I love you”
Hockey player - He convinced you to stay over his house for the night, you both talked and laughed till you fell asleep the house now quiet aside from the sound of cars and people out late on the streets that slipped in through the window. He dreamed of where he’d take you for the first date.
Changing husband - Your stomach is full from the dinner he helped you cook and you felt content with your day, at peace, and most importantly -in love. With his arm draped over you he dozed in something similar to the sleep you experience but dreamless and light, he was almost silent aside from some shuffling letting you know he’s still very much alive. The comforting arm was all you needed to fall asleep.
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valentine-cafe · 2 months
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Red velvet cake
"I love when you leave bitemarks on me but they tend to fade so quickly..." *pout*
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ earth 209 rishen ⊹ ۪ ࣪
. ˚◞꒰🥐 spider monster x reader, mad scientist x reader, villain x reader ꒱
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a softness takes over your pouting lower lip as he swipes his thumb across it. a deep chuckle fills your ears before he pulls you in and gives you a quick peck.
“well, cariño,” rishen starts, voice the usual croon as his half-lidded hues pour into yours.
“I could always leave behind scars. . . would you prefer that?” his thumb runs down your neck, stroking at your throat before a kiss is placed directly over your pulse.
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i-loved-silly · 3 months
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Yandere deranged, mad scientist who you’re forced to work with or your yandere experiment that follows you around and wants to be your only one?
Including a darling that’s maybe a bit deranged as well ^_^
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orionsnotcanon · 10 months
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thinking about knockout with a detailer darling
theyre a new person in town and theyre not super into street racing, but new clients are new clients
maybe they’re handing out their card after a race, flirting and talking shop to get that bag
knockout overhears of course and maybe after Darlings been established as a reliable detailer in the Nevada circuit, he pops by their place of work/their house (if they do it out of their garage) maybe after a particularly annoying run in with the autobots or a dusty race
a full body spa every now and then doesn’t hurt anyone if they don’t know, and having someone who seems to get the importance of the finer details, well, that’s just a nice bonus.
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yandere-wishes · 6 months
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Does anyone know any mad scientists in tv shows/movies/books/video games. I want to write another character trope analysis and need to do some research.
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cloudy-gift · 9 months
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"My Never ending Darling~" I hate the dude, but he is such a good villain!
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This manhwa is so good wtf, the PLOT- the characters- the action, the horror, one of the best manhwas so original and refreshing to see.
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lilacwriter07 · 2 months
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during the battle Rukia ask Ichigo: okay but what do you see in him ?
Ichigo: him ? You mean Urahara ?
Rukia: yeah like what is the thing you like the most about him
Ichigo blushes
Rukia: don't you dare say his boobs
Ichigo: no ! that's the second thing !
Rukia: what's the first ?
Ichigo points at Urahara who laughs as a maniac, cutting, tearing and stabbing his enemies . While covered in blood and guts, his smile too big for his face .
Rukia: ah ...
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yourdeadprince · 1 year
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This may become a little brutal if I'm honest 🔪💕
Redraw from January 2022 :)
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carnivorousyandeere · 21 days
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A fellow villain, or maybe a lab assistant: “A love serum? Really? That’s kind of desperate… don’t you think?”
“Haha, not at all! They’d fall in love with me anyway. I’m only speeding up the process~!” Dae-hyun winks, carelessly flicking the cap off a reagent bottle.
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hawnks · 6 months
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Pietro’s love can be so strange and unsettling for the uninitiated. He feeds his carnivorous plants with his own blood; he would bleed for Kelsi too, if she asked, if she wanted that.
No she’s not allowed to leave the castle. Yes he would tear out his beating heart for her. It’s complicated.
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dipolardruid · 1 year
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The Mad Scientist
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Agonia Hoid: 41 years old;Mad Scientist
Agonia Hoid is one of The Most Wanted on the Top 3 list considered by far to be extremely dangerous and not to be engaged with under any circumstances if found it is to be reported immediately to law enforcement if failure to report to the proper authorities in a timely manner lawful action will be taken against said witness.
You never did see your Mother how the reporters described her while she could be tempermental and a perfectionist she only did so as a way to ensure that you were always one step ahead of everyone else.
It never did bother you, you always did as you were told without question even at the expense of your own well-being, she always seemed to be very happy with how well you did everything so you worked much harder to impress her even going as far as to excel at things she struggled with.
This is where the issues began as you grew taller, stronger and smarter you noticed a glint in her eyes one that showed caution, Despite you never giving her a reason to be, As a way to make up for upsetting her you would put out two times the work which only worked to upset her even more than she was.
It confused you, why was she always so upset? she always seemed proud when you did well on things but now she scorns you.
It wouldn't be until that faithful day when she said she simply wanted your help only for you to end up tied up and in pain feeling as if your body was burning inside out.
Had it not been for your strength you doubt you would've survived, you hoped it was a simple mistake that she made, it had happened before, when those times happened she always made sure to care for you giving you a bright smile while doing so but that day was different.
The cold hard gaze she gave you showed you otherwise, she really did plan on killing you, She wanted you dead but why?
You knew if she continued on you would soon enough give into what she wanted, In a last ditch effort you played dead and hoped she wouldn't notice.
Fortunately she believed your act, After you had slowed your heart to point you could last without breathing for a couple of minutes along with paralyzing your body to prevent you from instinctively fighting back you saw your chance of escape and took it.
Running off while she was distracted ignoring her yells, the bullets piercing your body and the extreme uncontrollable burning in your body, had it not been for a elderly couple finding you a couple of days after and calling the authorities even going as far as offering to take you in without a doubt you'd be roadkill.
In return for their kindness you took care of everything such as outside and inside chores even going as far as to assist them with their daily needs such as a shower or getting up from bed, you felt loved and cared for as they hugged you, kissed you, saying how you reminded them of their grandchildren who no longer visit.
At their insistence you began taking classes to help for the future and with your intelligence it was simple to find a college that would ultimately accept you, everything was going great until she found you again this time with a smile and open arms.
"I missed you, Mother made a horrible mistake you can forgive me right? I promise to never make such a mistake again, come back home let's be a family again."
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Request are open!
A requested OC that took a bit to think about but suffice to say this one is much more darker compared to all the other yandere's.
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obsessive-valentine · 5 months
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Platonic!Mad-Scientist + Experiment!GN!Reader
A mad scientist finally crates a humanistic being, but they are so realistic he can’t find it in him to scrap them like the rest of his experiments. Readers physical age is described just as ‘young’ and later he sees them as his ‘child’, but it’s up to interpretation what they look like etc.
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Many things are kept secret by the government such as labs of unethical testing and creations, from mutated virus’ to deformed animals. But the mad scientist always had his mind on something bigger, there were many failed attempts, ones that looked like Frankensteins monster others that looked menacing and uncanny or some made partially from mechanics making them to powerful.
One thing they all had in common was none of them acted like a human, none could fool him into thinking they were their own being. Until you, a completely sentient mind and on top of that you looked normal. It took years to grow you from scratch, hundreds of surgeries to be sure you’d continue growing, inserting mechanical pieces and organic but never using organs or cells from others. You were completely from scratch; a human with no lineage.
He intended to experiment on his latest success and later eliminate them to make a newer improved being. This meant he emotionally was distant once he’d brought you to life, he met your needs to keep you alive and left without a word. He continued to see you as a experiment no matter how many times you tried to get some form of comfort from your caregiver.
You were a experiment to him, not a helpless being new to the word, not a child... until you was. Visit after visit and test after test his brain began to recognise you as a person, something he’d never felt towards the rest of his uncanny experiments.
What started as flat explanations to your questions turned to conversations, bland food trays became more colourful, you was introduced to chocolate and soft blankets. He brought you a floppy stuffed dog one morning after seeing you hold onto your pillow throughout the night instead of using it for your head.
He tried to be indifferent when giving you such luxuries, leaving them behind on the floor without a word before he left or using them as bargaining chips- even though he’d give them to you anyways.
Experiments weren’t as harsh anymore and he rarely made you take needles or medicine unless he deemed necessary. Then experiments and tests stopped all together. He became withdrawn for a few weeks, fighting with his instincts telling him to keep you and look after you, while his scientist brain told him to rid of you like he’d planned.
One night he snapped. He interrupted your sleep, ripping the blankets from your grip and pulling you from the bed by your hand “come on, we’re leaving” was all he said as he pulled you out the door. Staggering behind him in confusion, he took you to his office, it was a mess of papers and files- a chalk board full of muddled writing that extended onto the walls- a small television screen displaying a image of your white cell partially blocked by test tubes and vails of weird colours.
He let go of your hand searching for paper, he found a ripped envelope and wrote on the blank side, he scribbled away -writing about his resignation, making up a story about how he found its impossible to create a true human from scratch, how he’s frustrated and loosing his mind so he’s choosing to leave for his own sakes. How he’s exterminated all prior experiments including his latest, you.
It’s was mostly a lie though, he had no intentions of killing you. You his greatest success, he’s not going to share you with the world, expose you to the cruelties of experimentation in the name of science. Not anymore.
He pins the note to his door, collects the documentations that recorded how he had made you and shoved them in his bag. Before grabbing your hand once again, taking you to his car.
You would be on days long road trip living out of the car that you had both fled the lab with, he allowed himself to grow closer to you, for his instincts to protect you. You both shopped for new clothes and games, stopped the car whenever he saw a restaurant you might like, taught you classic games like ‘I spy’ when you’d get bored.
He found a remote town and almost instantly bought a house there, sold his car with no intentions to leave, and moved all the stuff- you both had collected the past few days- into the new house. That night you watched movies on the old chunky tv left behind from the previous owner, comfortably on the sofa that was beside the fireplace, he had bathed you, cut your hair and wrapped you up in blankets. He had one more thing to do to truly feel at peace.
He sat in front of the fire place, feeding it the documents of your creation, file by file and lastly his ID badge from the lab. No body will know, you will forget over time (if not he will make you believe it was just a bad dream) and become just his kid, and him- just a single dad who moved here to start a quiet life for his child after beginning it in a rough patch. Watching the papers become ash and settling on the bottom; he placed another log ontop “Now, what can I make you for dinner?” he smiled turning to you.
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