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cookie-crumblr · 6 months

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i got an ask a min ago about music so i started organizing playlists for everyone!

(did i mention issac is a nerdy lil femboy ?)

i’ll add more as i make them! also, if you want like a general yan playlist, here’s mine!

#cookie speaks #my oc #yandere #playlists #yandere mood #Spotify

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cheesecakethots · 6 months

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yanderes who insist on washing with you

nanami who after a long and tiring day just wants to ease himself into a warm bath, with you tucked against his chest. his large hands, usually used for destruction in his job, are now softly running scented products through your hair. after you’re both done, he’ll sit on the toilet, legs spread, and wrap a towel around you while you stand anxiously and naked in front of him. he finds it soothing to dry you off this way.

geto and gojo who’ll force you into a shower with them, gojo at your front and geto against your back. it’s the time they’re the most quiet, simply breathing out sighs and relaxing as the water turns warm. gojo is much more open in these moments, more prone to wrapping his arms around you and whispering soft things that unfortunately do more to scare you than soothe you. geto will be the one washing your hair as gojo clings to the both of you like you’re his only lifelines. sometimes they try and fit all of you into a bath, but it’s a struggle. gojo finds it pretty funny and likes to splash you with water, sometimes resulting in a fight you know you can’t win.

chrollo has a specific fantasy of sharing a bath with his darling, of having them both sit and hold each other in the most vulnerable of fashions. he enjoys the idea of you sitting between his legs in the bath while he reads a book aloud, and then carrying you out when you doze off against his chest.

uvogin also likes the idea of a bath with you, specifically thinking about you trying to wash him. he probably won’t fit in the bath all that well, but that makes the fantasy all the better in his eyes.

shigaraki sitting on the opposite end of the bath to you, too worried about scaring you off. he’s not the same monster he used to be when he first got you. in the past, he would’ve used this as an opportunity to commit less than savoury acts against you, to scare and terrify you as much as possible. now he just wants to be close to you, to soothe you, to see you happy. he’ll sit and watch you, voice soft and movements slow. maybe one day you’ll be alright with him helping you wash, but not this day and not for many after it.

choso clings to you from behind when you shower, head pressing to the crevice of your neck and muscular arms wrapping around your waist. have him lean down so you can wash his hair and he’ll be a little happier for the rest of the week. he especially likes going into bed with you, still naked after a shower, and just holding you, keeping you as close as humanly possible. he won’t let anyone harm you, not with him around.

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jiraikeibabes · 4 months

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People only care about mental health battle stories if the outcome is successful. They don't wanna hear about you still struggling or can't control your symptoms

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geceninbaligi · 1 year

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Everybody around me has some kind of dreams, goals for the future.

When I look at the future, it's just an empty darkness.

#bpd mood #actually borderline #bpd favorite person #mental health #bpd fp #favorite person #borderline personality disorder #yanderecore #love #obsessive yandere #future #depressing quotes #kinda depressing

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devourable · 7 months

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you swear to god that professor cygnus had it out for you. he’d always call you out for being distracted in his class, give you the harshest marks on your tests, pushed you the hardest during recital practice. things he never did to the other students.

it was like he had made it his mission to make your life awful, so long as he was in it.

you had enough one day. so just before classes started, you approached him to ask why. why did he treat you the way he did? what exactly did you do to deserve the treatment he was throwing your way? you thought you were a good student, and you were respectful enough, did you do something to upset him?

sterling tried, he really did. but he couldn't stand that look on your face. you really didn't know what you did to him? what you were doing to him now? he had to take it out on you. you needed to learn just how fucking crazy you made him.

you really didn’t expect to end up bent over his desk, desperately clutching at the edge of it, getting rutted into from behind so hard that you swore he was trying to fuck you through your clothes. you could feel every rock hard inch straining under his pants, forcefully pressed against your ass while one of his hands pushed you harder against the desktop, every movement sending stationary clattering to the ground.

you drove him crazy, he’d huff in your ear, it was your own fault. he had no choice but to be harder on you. you came to his class every day, acting all innocent, like you didn't know that he struggled to do his job with you around. and here you came, asking why he treated you the way he did?

he hated you, he hissed. he hated how he couldn't get you off his fucking mind.

you were lucky he had enough sense not to cross the line by fucking you senseless right on his desk. god, how he wanted but you knew this wouldn't be the end of it — he sent you off with a slap to your ass and a heated look in his eye just before the rest of his students began filing into the room, leaving you both hot and unsatisfied.

you left on shaky legs, shying away from the curious glances of your peers whilst professor c. returned right to his cool, unbreakable demeanor, hoping that the flush in his face and the hard-on he hid under his desk went unnoticed.

#older!au #older!sterling #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x oc #yandere imagines #yandere boy #yandere boy x reader #yandere oc #yandere professor #just smth small to try and get myself back in a write-y mood #yandere nsft headcanons #yandere smut #yandere nsft #xv ;; the devil — my writing #🪶 sterling c. ;; the prodigy

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my-names-angel-but-im-not-one · 2 months

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*satan and Lucifer standing side to side*

MC:

Beel:

Mammon:

Belphie: *who put bleach in lucifer's shampoo as a prank , and now Lucifer also have blond hair*

Mammon: .....do you see the ....resemblance-

MC *speechless*: I do I do unfortunately....

Belphie: wait satan I can explain-

*Cue to satan and belphie fighting*

Asmo: funny how lucifer's hair got bleached but satan is the angry one~

*MC and mammon in their own world*

MC: guess who's the daddy now ~

Mammon: PFFFFT-

Lucifer:

Lucifer: is someone gonna fix this or not?

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yanderemommabean · 5 months

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Yandere lesbian bullies leaving cute little lipstick prints on your pussy 🥰

#mommabean #listen I’m in a mood #they so would too #yandere smut #yandere lemons #ish #yandere lesbian #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines

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honeypleasejustkillme · 10 months

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real photo i swear

#actually bpd #actually mentally ill #bpd fp #bpd shitposting #actually borderline #bpd favorite person #bpd mood #bpd problems #bpd #bpd vent #obsessive #tw obsessive love #obsessivelovedisorder #obsessive yandere #being in love brings out the worst in me #it feels like i’m being eaten by hatred and malice #fro anyone he interacts with :/#bpd memes

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x4ver1a · 1 year

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ceruleancattail · 2 months

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Frigid

Malleus x reader

Tw: Yandere

It was cold.

The wind howled against the windows, like mournful wolves. Rattling the windows frames furiously, a relentless attack. Emerald flames flicker on the walls, torches set ablaze. As must as they illuminated the room with an eerie, green light, they did little to warm you.

Your hands were trembling now, the very tips of your fingers shaking like a lone leaf tossed into a storm. At the mercy of the whims of a force much greater than you were…

Which wasn’t far off from what was happening now.

Clutching at your chest, you curl further into yourself. Trying to preserve whatever bare fragments of warmth that your body still had. Trying to stave off the chill that was now gnawing into your skin, slipping into your very bones. You swear you could feel your blood freezing, frost creeping all over every crevice it could touch.

As you gritted your teeth, you could hear a chuckle. Your fingers tighten around your shoulders, digging faint, pale streaks across your skin. That laugh chilled you to the bone, sending an ice-cold dread, racing down your spine.

You glance to the source of the laugh. A pair of emerald eyes peer back at yours, twinkling with amusement. Malleus Draconia, leaning back into the bed rest. He seems unperturbed by the cold, choosing to stare at you instead. You would have loved to see some sadistic gleam in his gaze, something ugly and cruel. It’ll make your torture much easier to bear, if you had something to bare your teeth at. Someone to hate, someone to blame.

Yet there was nothing of that sort in Malleus’ gaze. Only a patronising sort of amusement that comes from someone watching a rather silly pet. It was sickeningly sweet, much like the sort of cloying artificial syrup that clung onto your throat long after it was swallowed.

Gently, he reaches towards you. Hand resting onto your shoulder, stroking downwards ever so slowly. Despite yourself, you let out a breathy sigh at the feeling of something warm touching your skin. Something that wasn’t the bitter cold, skating over your body.

Reluctantly, you unfurl yourself. Slowly edging closer towards Malleus like a wary animal. He lets you approach, the ghost of a satisfied smirk dancing across his lips. The smile of the victor, looking down at the opponent who never had a chance.

A weight presses into your torso. Malleus’ arms snake around you, coaxing you closer. Until you were curled up on his chest, your head tucked into the curve of his shoulder. Satisfied with himself, Malleus allows himself a brief chuckle, before his voice drops into a low hum. A lullaby, from his days as a young fae. A comforting melody that has been passed through generations. His voice echoes off the stone walls, engulfing you like a huge, soft blanket.

He held you there, rubbing slow, gentle circles into your back. His touch was loving, affectionate even.

Tender.

You couldn’t help but wonder what you two looked like, from an outsider’s perspective. Two lovers perhaps, intertwined with each other. Would this be a sweet moment of affection between a couple? A lovely little scene? Maybe if you pretended it was, things would be easier for you, as a captive.

If you tried hard enough, you could even forget the fact that Malleus was the one who summoned the blizzard in the first place.

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mochixkisses · 3 months

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i need you carnally, oh my fucking god. i need you in my skin, in my fucking ribcage. i need you to take a knife to me and cut me all open. hit me. scream at me. i don't fucking care. you can do whatever you want to me as long as i can call you mine. i need you i need you i need you.

#mochi's musings #sorry i'm in a mood #desiring.. yearning.. disgusting obsession #yandere #lovesick #obslove #yanderecore #yandere community #yandere girlfriend #yandere thoughts #yancore #yanblr #obsessive love #i don't recommend unrequited crushes as a yandere bitch btw shit is driving me to insanity

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cheesecakethots · 7 months

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i LIVE for the angst of a yandere initially being fucking awful to their darling after taking them, and overtime changing and becoming more loving, as well has having newfound and immense regret for what they’ve done. it is literally my fave yan scenario.

tw // pretty heavy angst, mentions of noncon

i specifically imagine it for shigaraki, going from being this disgusting manbaby who treats his darling like they’re nothing but a toy for him to use, only to later realise how much he loves them and mature in how he treats them, making his regret for the past even stronger.

him trying to coax his darling into coming out on a date with him - they can go anywhere, he doesn’t mind, darling has free reign to choose what they do. he tries to be so soft and quiet in his tone, as though not to startle them.

it’s only when tears start forming in their eyes and they mumble, “have i been bad?” that he realises how badly his past self fucked up.

the only other time he really took them out was when he’d decided they needed a punishment, and had made them stand and watch as he disintegrated the first group of people they saw out. he had then fucked them against the alleyway wall, bodies still around them both, just to really get the point across.

he wishes he could take back everything, but he can’t. as of now, he needs to take baby steps in order to bring you out of the very same hole he once caved into your mind.

(i love regretful yans urm send me some thots about them pretty please)