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WHATOBER 5, 2023: 1800 HOTS BODIES NEAR YOU
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× cw: implied cannibalism, some gore but it's just a word or two
× note: extended lore!!!
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“What…?” you begin, staring blankly at the mess on the apartment floor. He looks up at you, dark blond hair in disarray and blue eyes wide open like a deer in headlights. He’s sitting in the kitchen, wearing a pink frilly apron. Normally, you’d be squealing at his cuteness and whipping out your phone to snap a pic (or a hundred). But now… if you take a picture, you’d most likely be arrested for suspicions of being involved in a murder of some kind.
Your boyfriend smiles nervously, shoving the unidentifiable lump of red goop (although you have an inkling as to what it is) and subtly shoves the boxes of tupperware containing stuff(???) behind his body. “Aha… Fancy seein’ ya here, sweetcheeks. How are ya doin’ this uhm… mighty fine day?”
You deadpan. “It's raining. And what did I tell you about doing this on the balcony? The smell stays for hours!”
He pouts and moves to hug you, but you easily side step him, not wanting blood and guts smeared all over your outfit. “Well… If it helps, ya can have some of mine?”
“That doesn’t help at all!”
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WHATOBER 4, 2023: YEAH WE'RE ENEMIES BUT HE'S THE ONLY ONE FOR ME
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× cw: malaysian/cantonese slang; implied fem reader; referenced future reader; some toxic mindsets uhhhh
× note: why mc gets married to the same guy over and over again (real)
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“Wow, he really sounds like a jerk. I’m surprised you didn’t dump him earlier.” your coworker gripes, swirling the little bit of coffee he has left in his mug. “What say you I take you out on a date to mend your broken heart? Whatever you desire - just for you.”
You squint your eyes, incredulous at the audacity of this man. You thought he was an empathetic coworker, who was comforting you from the consequences of your bad decisions. But isn’t he just an opportunist? Who even proposes a date within three months of your third divorce with the same man?
“You really think you can replace him, ah?” you ask rhetorically, resting your head on your hand, a bored expression washing over your face. “You can be half as good meh?” Other than his occasional frightening behaviour and seemingly stand-offish personality, your ex-husband is in every way, a perfect husband. Your standards have been raised so high, so much so that your requirements for a lover is to literally be him. 
“Well, I, uh,” splutters your co-worker, looking terribly embarrassed. “I only just wanted to-”
“Wah, you dare stand where he stood, huh?”  you rise from your seat, not sparing him another glance as he fumbles for words. Looks like there’ll be another missing person’s case report from your office by tonight. 
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WHATOBER 3, 2023: DON'T FORGET
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× cw: nothing major just some unsettling vibes :)
× note: once again new yan!! (i have no self control haahhahahaahHAHA)
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You can never make out his facial features. His hair? Milk chocolate brown. His fashion style? Adorable sweaters with cute sweater paws because they're hand-me-downs from his older sister. His height? Just a tad bit shorter than you.
You can remember every little habit he has: how he picks the nail of his right hand's index finger when he's nervous, or when he taps a distinct beat on the nearest surface when he's excited. When he leans on your shoulder and curls up by your side, resting his chin on his knees because he feels most comfortable that way.
Or how he refuses to not hold your hand when walking around in public, how he doesn't talk to you unless no one else is around, preferring to communicate with you using a secret code you both made up. Or how he avoids looking at mirrors or reflective surfaces, be it glass shop displays or the shiny black paint of the car. Or how he seems to just... disappear when you're at the hospital for your treatment. He always appears again when you wake up, woozy from the medicine. And then he'll apologise profusely, saying he just can't stand the thought of hospitals.
You remember every tidbit about him, even his name! It's Parfait, spelled just like the pastry. Coincidentally, that turns out to be his favourite food.
It's a little odd how every time you try to introduce him to your family, they'd look everywhere and in every direction, yet somehow never see him. It's not like he's a ghost, because if he is, how can you see him? It just doesn't make sense. Your friends look at you a little odd, but they don't make fun of you or mock you. Everyone's worried for you.
Except... What was his name again?
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WHATOBER 2, 2023: SLIPPER FLOATIN' DOWN A RIVER
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× cw: just fluff dw 👌; written with fem and shorter than yanderes reader in mind but can also be gender neutral, petname (Angel)
× note: hello hello these are two new yanderes i am introducing without an introduction. they are a package deal a 2-in-1 bargain a buy one get one free sale. based on my actual childhood friends minus to romance
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You watch your childhood best friends, Alister and Ethan, as they play in the small yet fast moving river in the middle of the forest. It’s a special for the three of you - your secret meeting spot that even the adults are unaware of. You watch by the river bank, sitting on a tree stump which Ethan laid his handkerchief on for you to sit on as a sort of cushion. The two teenage boys laugh as they splash around barefoot in the middle of the river, pants rolled up and faces and hands already wet. You quietly watch them, listening to their mindless chatter about what had happened in the past week or something.
Eventually, Ethan looks up, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Angel,” he calls, using their nickname for you. “Come and join us! It’s fuuuuun,” he draws out the vowel, hoping to somehow entice you into the water with his wiggling eyebrows and a smile that couldn’t hold any innocent intentions. This catches Alister’s attention, who looks up from a pebble he was inspecting, a teasing smile pulling at his lips.
“Nope,” you shake your head adamantly, staying rooted to your seat on the tree stump. “I don’t want to get my clothes wet. Besides, I don’t want to bathe again after this.” That’s one of the reasons, but the other is that you really, really don’t want to be a part of whatever plot they're concocting. Last time you got involved, the principal's hair was dyed hot pink for a month.
Alister doesn’t say anything, but he drops the pebble in favour of cupping his hands in the water, and you have a mild suspicion of what’s going to happen next. He merely smiles, not moving his body an inch. You watch him carefully, ready to bolt at a moment’s notice. Unfortunately, you didn’t keep an eye on the co-conspirators: Ethan.
Your penalty is a cold shower of water droplets, splattering against your side and face. Letting out a small scream in shock, you whip your head to glare at Ethan, who’s doubled over from laughing. This only serves as an opportunity for Alister to spatter you with water, causing your clothes to become damp on both sides. 
“Hey!” you complain, shading your eyes from the impromptu shower by your so-called friends. Honestly , the only thing boys like them are good for is opening bottle caps you can’t and reaching for stuff on high shelves out of your reach. “Stop that.” Both Ethan and Alister pay no heed to your words, continuing to flick water at you with their hands (they aren’t that mean as to completely drench you in water - only so much so that your clothes will dry within minutes).
Spotting two pairs of slippers, an idea pops into your mind - you know how to make them stop! Without a word, you pick one slipper. The boys must have an idea of what you plan to do, because they immediately cease all teasing. 
“Hey…” Ethan smiles nervously, hands outstretched as a safety precaution. “It was all just fun and games, you know?”
Alister looks even more uneasy, mostly because it’s his slipper you're holding. “C’mon, Angel. We won’t play anymore, okay?” He’s slowly inching towards dry ground, hoping to catch his slipper should you attempt to throw it without a second though.
You huff, and drop the slipper onto the ground and turn your heel, marching away from the forest river. You hear some splashing, and before you know it, their long legs easily catch up with your shorter ones. 
“We’re sorry, Angel,” Ethan pouts from your left, swinging his muscled arm around you, subtly rubbing your shoulder with his thumb.
“Won’t you forgive us?” continues Alister softly, gently taking your hand into his, cradling it like some sacred treasure.
You click your tongue. Life with them is like this on an hourly basis.
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WHATOBER 1, 2023: HE BABEY
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× cw: it's actually tame but there's some yandere stuff mentioned at the end
× note: written with yandere regressor in mind (i used his unofficial name), but honestly works with any "🥺" yandere
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“Lloyd, this is why we don’t use phones late at night without charging it.” 
Your boyfriend seems to not hear you, because he’s repeatedly pressing the power button of his dead phone hoping for… what? It’s out of battery - it’s not like it’ll miraculously turn on with full charge again because he presses the button again and again.
“But honey…” he finally looks up at you, pink lips turned into a pleading pout. “I was using it to take pictures of you sleeping. That’s a good excuse.”
You deadpan at his lame reasoning, used to his slightly creepy tendencies. “It’s not a good excuse at all. You should be sleeping as well, not watching me sleep.”
Like a petulant child who knows he’s in the wrong yet refuses to admit it, Lloyd huffs and crosses his arms, scooting to the opposite end of the bench you’re sitting on. Standing up, you return your attention to the aisles of the department store, unwilling to entertain your boyfriend’s childish tantrum.
After finding multiple adorable but pretty much useless outside their niche purpose, you vaguely hear the jingle of the intercom, followed by your name. “Your child is at register 3.” States the female voice, followed by static as the jingle signifies the end of the message. 
A child? You don’t remember bringing along any children with you… But she did call your name, so there’s most probably a legitimate reason for summoning you, rather than it being a mean prank. By the time you reach the cash registers, you have a pretty good idea what events had transpired for you to be asked for. 
His distinct blonde  hair with pink ends stands out like a sore thumb, and you have no doubt that you’d be able to locate your boyfriend even at a crowded, jam-packed city centre. He sits by a bench next to, as stated by the announcement, register three, an amused female employee watching over him. He pouts as you come into view, and his sulky expression deepens when he notices your basket filled to the brim with random knick-knacks and junk.
Llyod jumps off the bench and barrels into your arms, not caring if the items knocks out of the basket and onto the floor. He hooks his chin on your shoulder and wraps his arms tightly around your torso, grip tightening. Honestly, he’s acting like a wife reuniting with her husband who's been away at war for five long years. 
“You left me…” 
Even though you can’t see his face, you can definitely tell he’s moping, and you’re due for a long ride home with his complaints of you abandoning him which will eventually turn into a long winded rant with sources and citations on why he loves you. And how he’ll do anything for you, which includes destabilising governments and murdering that creep on the train. But that’s what you signed up for, didn’t you?
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YANDERE WHATOBER: 2023
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A collection of ficlets everyday for the month of october because even i have no idea what i'm doing (see what i did there)
there's fluff, there's angst, there's questionable sussy baka moments, there's (badly written) gore and there's things that'll make you stop for a moment and question my mental stability that's what my therapist does too
1.10: he babey 2.10: slipper floatin' down a river 3.10: don't forget 4.10: yeah we're enemies but he's the only one for me
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its october third
you know what that means!!!
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YANDERE 「SYSTEM」 : INTRODUCTION
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× cw: general yandere stuff; gamer slang; some manipulation; teeny tiny bit of gatekeeping (🤏 just a small bit)
× note: was rereading orv and thought "hey what if i made the system a big ass simp for one person" ill develop this world i swear its just a concept for now
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⌗ The world is no longer the same one you used to know. Ever since January 28, 20xx, the world has been turned into a video game for the entertainment of the Guardians. 「The System」 has absolute reign over the “game” and mere humans, Icons, as they are called by the Guardians, are little playthings for their amusement. 
⌗ You’re just a college student in their third year doing their best to survive the already cutthroat world of law, when your entire world is turned upside down. People are killing each other left right and center, monsters that should only be seen in fantasy media emerge from nowhere, and you’re all alone(not really) in a strange and foreign place. 
⌗ Somehow, you manage to survive for six months on your own, and you’ve been dubbed as the Icon of Fortune by Guardians and humans alike, with how much the odds are always in your favour. You happen to stumble across S-tier gear in the middle of the road, or food conveniently appears when you need it the most. You’re not the strongest or most agile person, but your stats are higher than average because of the luxurious chests containing EXP points that seem to spawn just before you turn around. Are you using cheat codes or something?!
「The System」 The System is rooting for you :)
⌗ On the seventh month after The Change, 「The System」 announces a major update. Guardians who sponsor a human can now appear as their companion, should they choose to do so. Of course this benefits both parties. You don’t have a Guardian as a patron, so this update is useless to you, but all that changes when an unknown Guardian sends you a message. 
“Take me as your patron. I can give you any and everything you will ever need to get a good ending.”  
⌗ What do you have to lose? Every human benefits from having a Guardian Patron. The only downside is that you are bonded for life, so you have to make the decision carefully. No other Guardian has sent you a request before, so you gladly accept. As soon as you do so, a handsome man appears before your very eyes, a charming smile on his lips and a hand extended to you. When he speaks, his voice has a very familiar sound:
「The System」 The System promises to never let you down or desert you.
 
⌗ Your Patron is 「The System」. Have a good game.
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Any thoughts on a yan simp? Dude meets you once, ONCE and gets all "😻my wifey😍" and tries to be the perfect whatever you need. Protector, provider, house husband, worshiper, masseur, anything for his darling
well you see op... i actually have a concept for this, but somewhat different. maybe you'll like it 👀
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YANDERE REGRESSOR: INTRODUCTION
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× cw: yandere stuff; gaslighting; manipulation; stalking; threatening; assault; pretty tame actually
× note: this is like luca from change the genre but older and probably worse 👌
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⌗ Your very best friend since childhood! He’s a noble of a high class family full of legendary knights and warriors.
⌗ Honestly, he used to be such a sweet, polite child who worked hard and did no wrong to any person or beast…. but that all changed when he turned 16. At first you and everyone else brushed it off as adolescence and teenage rebellion, as all boys go through. It was subtle, but you’ve been with him all your life, so of course you’d notice the little differences. 
⌗ Like how he seems more subdued (and even… depressed when he thinks you’re not looking), and he only smiles out of courtesy (in front of the adults). He just seems so much older than he is, as if he’s shouldering the burden of the world on his shoulders - lifting up the weight of the sky all by himself.
⌗ There’s also unexplainable things about him. Like how his swordsmanship techniques and skills improve by leaps and bounds in what seems like overnight. Instead of watching a prodigy train, it’s more like watching an experienced soldier who has seen the gore and horrors of war as he sharpens his blade, prepared to fight for his life once more. Like how he knows five languages even though you’ve never seen him study them (and you’re by his side almost all the time, because your families have close friends. Companions, even). Like how he knows more about your trade of magic and sorcery then even you know, a sorceress-in-training. What gives???
⌗ He’s also… way more overprotective and, dare you say, possessive. Yeah, he’s always been the one to protect you from insignificant bullies who are jealous of your position and prestige, and the one who shields you from scalding insults (baseless, he calls them all. They don’t know anything!) and defends you when jealous fools question the work you poured blood, sweat and tears into.
⌗ You don’t mind it, really. You can understand why he acts like you’re his one and only companion - because you are. You may have a million acquaintances, a thousand friends, a loving family. But only one companion: him. You’re a little selfish, because you’re scared that he’ll leave you for someone else, someone more skilled, someone better looking, someone who is in perfect synergy with him.
⌗ He’s your favourite boy, the guy you’ll depend on to comfort you when you’re down. The person you trust with all your deepest, darkest secrets. The companion who will stick by your side through thick and thin, who will help you bury a corpse, who will lie to any and everyone if you just ask him to. He who puts you before all else. 
⌗ So why do you feel like something’s off when he swears he isn’t hiding anything from you? When he just shrugs off your uneasiness (because you always feel eyes lingering on you when you’re not with him) as paranoia, because you’re in the city! Of course someone will look at you. It’s just a passing glance, anyway.
“Let’s go to the bookstore! There’s a newly released book I want to buy.” You link your arm around his, grinning excitedly. 
“You wanted to buy the newly released book of your favorite author, right? Isn’t the author something like Lemonela?” he responds, treasuring the close proximity with you. 
Your blood runs cold. “But I just discovered her this morning. I haven’t told anyone about it yet. How did you know?”
⌗ Uh oh. How is he going to explain that he’s traveled back in time?
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Hello, can I ask if in the Yandere ex-husband introduction are he and his spouse cousins? I read that their mothers are bffs and their husbands are brothers, so does that mean that they’re blood related?
I'm gonna be honest and say I didn't think of that, so I'll just give a really complicated but (probably) realistic answer. So basically the husbands are twins, but that's because your ex-husband's father is always the first cousin once removed of your father (but they're born in the same just in different months) and your father's parents adopted your ex-husband's father.
Based on true story.
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I don't know about ex husband but Edward really suits yandere farmer! I think
hehe thanks! i'll see if i can find any better names for ex husband <3
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what if i changed blog theme from xiao to cheongmyeong 👉👈
im indecisive and i love them both ok
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thoughts on yan farmer's name being edward, and yan ex-husband's name being ying qing (english name gawain)?
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For tan farmer (who has my heart):
So I’m my area, it’s common to refer to our significant other(s) as our spouse(s). How would yan farmer react to that? Like if we’re talking to some guy and we said “hey, sorry my husband is just over there-“ or something and points to yan farmer- or just referring him as our spouse- I see him just exploding with joy tbh.. thoughts??
hello op.
i think you are not a bot so i will reply.
he's overjoyed! your little petname seals the deal with him - he's totes gonna marry you. in fact, since you call him "husband" or "hubby" you're practically informally married, right? (that's not how it works but a guy can dream.)
he doesn't even refer to you as his s/o now. it's all "my spouse" this and "my spouse" that. you're going to hear it very often from now on. good luck.
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Farm boy got me in the throat dawg. If u have time what if his darling came from a cut throat family, like a political/business empire kind of family and they got weirded out on how close he is to his, what does he mean that he loves his family? Are they not going to stab him in the back? Make some deals to other family members to get his money/properties?
Like they are goimg to ask questions like that that he would probably be disturb but at the same time pity his darling
he's a saddened for you, because everyone deserves to have a loving family. he's grown up with loving a supportive relatives, because they're a little community of people cannibals who grow, love and learn together.
regardless, he'll slowly expose you to his family, and hopes that you'll come to recognise them as your family (after all, you're going to get married).
If you see him being a bit more affectionate than before since you asked him about his family, such as hugging you for longer hours or feeding you larger portions of meat.... don't worry about it 👍
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how would yan farmer be with a bigger/chubby s/o? Like would he treat them any differently?
yan farmer's thought process:
"I like you." -> "We're married now."
imo, he doesn't care what your size is or what your height is or whatever. the only difference in treatment you get is how much meat he serves you based on your dietary needs.
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