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babydook · 2 years
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YOOOO! you did my request, thank you man :)
Ofc! It was fun to write, I love Clementine and hope I did her justice lol <3
Thank you for requesting!
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babydook · 2 years
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You write for twdg? Always wondered what yandere clementine would be like
Yandere Clementine
Telltales: The Walking Dead
Yandere type: Protective, Possessive, Manipulative
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>Headcannons
This depends on the season of course, season 1-2 Clem being platonic and season 3-4 Clem more romantic. I'm gonna focus on S4 CLEM for this one.
Some spoilers for season 4!
She's not letting you go.
Circumstance has forced Clementine to raise herself and those around her from a young age, so it's only natural that she'd find it a bit difficult to snap out of old routine when it comes to someone like you, who she cares for so deeply.
She doesn't see much wrong with it, and you neither do you at first. Every day you're grateful to have such a good (looking) friend, someone in this world who seems to always have your back.
You two make a power duo, well, trio including AJ. You respect Clementine immensely for her work, and she appreciates that. The level of your teamwork and general bonding has you feeling that you couldn't have made a better decision.
She looks out for you, and in turn you look out for her. You're working for yourselves and each other. Soon surviving day-to-day seems like less of a chore, crisis on the back burner and you actually get to focus on living. A ragtag bunch who could make it through anything! Until you don't.
Something happens, it could be big or small, anything really. The point is you're hurt and suddenly don't seem so invincible anymore. Despite it just being a general injury or something which you can and will recover from, Clementine won't. Not at all.
For Clementine, this is a rude wake up call. A warning that her level of trust in you is foolish and gravely misplaced. She'll chastise herself for allowing this to happen, for ever believing things could stay as wonderful as they have been. That's the type of fantasy only a child would dare to dream of! Stupid girl. No one is to blame but herself.
Her head isn't kind to her, and forces her to relive every instance that she's lost someone who she'd dared to care for. She's subjected to the mental torture of every possible event, of every possible outcome that could result in losing you.
This was the first time in a long time, or ever that she can really remember, that she's been able to feel some sense of normalcy. The world's going to end for a second time if you go.
These horrible pictures keep flashing behind her eyelids, like awful illustrations have burned into the skin itself. Closing her eyes isn't safe. She needs to keep them on you.
She doesn't need to remind you of your worth to her, you already know. It's made loud and clear in her gaze fixed intensely on you. It's made obvious in her reprimanding tone that edges just a little off playful. It's made frustrating by her taking every opportunity to keep you behind the group (literally just her and a six year old.)
"Yeah... You're not doing that."
It's like she under-develops object permanence on a whim. If you're not within her direct line of sight or at least the near vicinity she just can't help every single cell in her body going apeshit. How is she supposed to focus on things like breathing when she doesn't know if you are?
To which you can't help but feel a little responsible. You do feel bad, it's not like you intended to give your best friend a heart attack over something so small. Suppose it must be your fault for not thinking it mattered. You'll be more mindful next time, not wanting to give her premature cardiac arrest. You'll decide to warn her ahead of time whenever you're going to do something.
This turns into telling her your every move before you even make them. It gives off a creepy crawly feeling, having to explain and defend your every action. 'It's your fault' you think. 'it's the bare minimum' you justify.
Though at some point you forget to mention that you were going to do something, alone - God forbid, and Clementine flipped. Then it became having to ask for permission.
You know that this is going in a direction you don't like. You're not blind or stupid, you've made it this far in the apocalypse for a reason. It's not that you can't see how your situation is souring, it's that you've grown... comfortable with this life. It feels nice to have group. To have backup and company.
She's just... always got a way of making you feel like a bad friend without having to say it.
Poor Clementine, worrying herself sick over you. Poor Clementine, tearing her hair out because you're taking a risk. Poor Clementine, joking a little too much about handcuffing you to her.
Maybe it's best to just ignore it?
So you let things slide. You think that you're helping the both of you by allowing this odd behaviour to continue. It's overbearing, but should you really be upset about it? Shouldn't it feel good to be cared for so much? That sinking feeling you get in your stomach every time you catch her staring at you is probably your fault.
This is fine. Even if at times you feel like you're being babysat more than the actual child in your little trio. If you're all still together, then why does it feel like things are falling apart?
Your little trio. It's you 3 against the world! It feels good. Felt better when you could pee at night alone, but buddy systems are important. Originally, you and Clem were on the same page, two foster parents to a little goblin. Now, it feels like you're reading different books entirely.
The roles have shifted - slowly - like tectonic plates, and you'd have no idea anything's been brewing up until the earthquake.
You're losing little freedoms, the rug being pulled from under your feet before you get to relax. They'll come in the form of good intentions that house ulterior motives. A curfew, locking the car when you're in it. Things that seem smart. Things that make sense, and you'd be silly to refute.
Then there's more. Some requests phrased an awful lot like demands. They're things you'd deem more than a little unnecessary, and if you speak up about it then Clem's gonna hear you but she won't listen.
She's clever. She'll just reword her rules to make them sound different when they're essentially the same thing. Or, if you're still being difficult then she can always just wait until something goes wrong and scares you into taking her more seriously.
She's definitely in charge now, and she plays her role to the point it can almost be seen as infantilising. It's not that she doesn't trust you, it's just that she can't and won't leave this up to fate; not when it's something that matters so much.
You really don't like that she's surprised when you call her out on this. You're not going to let her make you feel like this is your fault again... Not that she's been doing that on purpose, right?
If you stand up to her and start calling her out on her bullshit, it's only going to get worse. Girl is a master guilt tripper. You'll be subjected to ramble after ramble of hers, All about how she worries for you, how she can't bear to lose you, how you're the only thing keeping her together. The worst part is you know that she's not even lying.
And she is not above bringing AJ into this, considering he's more than willing to follow her lead. Let's see how you handle two commanding emotional wrecks!
It's become routine now. Think about doing something, then ditch the idea because you don't want to ask for permission. It's a win in her book.
You entertain the thought of arguing with her again but you're far too tired to. She has this withering stare she does that just manages to sap all of the energy from you before you even begin. It's a little humiliating, and you wish you weren't so complacent. It doesn't help that you have a little SNITCH on you, AJ glued to your side whenever Clementine isn't (which is rare enough.)
You're probably not a big fan of the dynamic switch. It's annoying, being de-ranked by a toddler who WILL be on your ass the second that you look like you're even thinking about doing something she won't approve of. "Clemmm-!" Shut ur ass up, pipsqueak.
If you choose to roll along with this, and let's be honest here - you don't have much choice - then you might as well make the most of it. You've got yourself a pretty neat setup, your own protection squad.
Clementine is a whole bodyguard, not that I needed to tell you that. It's safe to say that she'll knock anybody on their ass for you. People way stronger than her carrying multiple weapons? She'll sure as hell try! She's gotten in fights for less. No, there is no talking her down from this.
Unless you grab her hand and do that cute little thumb swipe. You know the one. It might just hold her off long enough to pull her away before she starts foaming at the mouth.
It's one of the most obvious issues in your dynamic, you having to patch Clem up after she's started something completely avoidable. No matter how many times you reprimand her, tell her how stupid it was, how you can handle yourself or at least help this is going to happen again.
She believes it's for your own good. You should be appreciative. Telling her off can make her bitter, though it does make her feel guilty when you say you worry for her.
"I can handle myself" she'll say, whilst you have to grit your teeth to avoid slipping a "so can I."
It's clear that in this aspect that she's a prime example of the "Do as I say, not as I do." gang. She can show up to you looking half dead with no explanation but if you suddenly have an undisclosed bruise it's "wtf y/n." Clementine, you are the biggest hypocrite.
Do not get me started on AJ. Seriously.
Just... Imagine you guys in a public space. It's like holding the leash to a doberman in one hand the leash to a jack russel with little man syndrome in the other.
While things definitely aren't perfect, you don't really feel like you have the right to complain. You have a somewhat functional group consisting of two people who you have grown to care about and are clearly willing to move mountains for you.
You're as close to being sheltered as you can get. It's not the worst position you could've ended up in, even if it's a big blow to your ego being ordered around by a kid.
Clem knows that she's bound to piss you off eventually with her overbearing nature. She can handle you finding her annoying if it ensures your safety.
She also knows that to some degree, you must care about her this much too. If the roles were reversed, you'd do the same thing, surely. She counts on it. It's not enough just hoping that you'll feel bad when you see how much your retaliation hurts her.
If you do point out how manipulative this behaviour is, urging her that she's gone too far and you don't need a babysitter, then you've got another thing coming. A babysitter? Oh. OK. Smartass mode initiated. Sure, throw a fit. If you want to act like a child then she'll treat you like one.
Yeah it's pretty cut and dry. You're simply under her watch 24/7. Be by her side at all times. No, this is not negotiable. She's your ride or die. You got a problem with that? Stick by her and talk it out like a grown up. She will start referring to you in the third person all condescendingly.
"Is Y/N sure they want to do that?"
"Y/N wants to go to the car park, because that's a great idea."
"Y/N is so much smarter than us, AJ."
AJ will learn to join in, and let me tell you, this will piss you off. He giggles at Clem a lot.
It gets to the point where when you do speak up to ask for something that she only shakes her head. Sometimes when you voice your opinion you only get a knowing smirk in response. Is she not taking you seriously anymore? Are you being treated like a joke?
You like Clementine. You don't like that she acts as though it's common fact that you don't know what you're talking about. Is your input only worth a light head shake and a- did she just scoff at you?
If something happens to you, it's pure rage. Bull mode activated. And if there's no one to rage at? Then you're getting reprimanded - or that wall AJ was kicking looks like it could take a few more punches. You'll patch up her knuckles anyway.
She's more than ready to kill for you. She may even hold a sense of pride for doing it, similarly to AJ's breakdown after killing Lily. Anyone that wants to hurt you, should be dead, and she's not going to feel sorry about it. She has no qualms enforcing this belief in AJ too.
She knows fully well that if you were to die, she'd quite literally cease to function. And so do you, how could you not when she makes a point to remind you so often?
She has an incredible poker face, most of the time. Constantly being around her at least has the benefit of picking up on some of her quirks. You've commit that slight crinkle of her brows and her nose twitch to memory. These cracks usually surface when she's particularly pissed off or worried about something.
Mind you, she does have a go at trying to convey the level of her affection. It's unpracticed, and having no previous experience with this it comes out sudden and stiffly. Abruptly awkward confessions that tumble out at the oddest of times yet hold a sweet note of sincerity. "You know I really appreciate you."
She can never really find the right moments. They're usually brought up in the middle of something else, interrupting the silence with something that's not entirely phrased as a statement or a question. You'll be unsure if she's waiting for an answer or just putting it out there.
If you ever do try to leave her, it'll go one of two ways. Straight up not giving you permission, "No, you're not." and then continuing whatever she was doing before, or (drum roll) emotional abuse.
Her voice hoarse, cracking with emotion as she corners you despite looking like the vulnerable one here. "you don't get to do that."
You can't tell if her falling to her knees is on purpose or if the weight of your words literally knocked her legs out from under her. She's quite literally begging, looking up at you despite the tears threatening to spill from her wide, panicked eyes.
"You can't leave me, please- don't!"
Don't make her bring AJ into this.
Or if you're in the school, you could try bringing it up in a group! Yeah, good luck with that.
"Yeah, sure you will." she'll chuckle dryly and dismissively. She plays it off as a joke so seamlessly that you don't even know how to continue, everyone else has either ignored it or taken it as some lighthearted banter between the two of you. Are you going to insist and ruin the lovely evening?
However, once you're away from the others she'll become very serious. What? You didn't think you were getting off that easy, right? You'll be walking down the hallway, hearing the telltale clacking of her own footsteps quicken to match your pace and then your wrist is clamped in her iron grip. Clementine is looking into your eyes so intensely that you would've frozen anyway without her hold on you.
"Don't talk like that, ok?" She doesn't need to elaborate. You both understand. Even if by low chance you were only joking and have no clue why she's taking this so seriously, you have more than enough sense to nod.
In short... you're not going anywhere anytime soon.
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Best case scenario for the both of you is that you're either naive enough that you see nothing she is doing as wrong, or that you simply care for her so much that you overlook it.
A/N: A TWDG REQUEST YES. Thank you for sending this in <3 I took a long ass time with it because I had way too many ideas that I couldn't properly articulate or flesh out the way I wanted lol. Clementine is such an interesting and complicated character and I love her sm. Of course the type of yandere she is differs on the seasons as her character develops, so feel free to request a different season Clem.
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babydook · 2 years
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Key: Green - especially interested Red - disabled
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Camp Camp
Cooking Companions
Corpse Party
Danganronpa excluding Despair Girls
Dead by Daylight
Disney characters
Don't starve base game
Fear Street Fear Street : 1994, 1978, 1666
HLVRAI Half-Life but the AI is self-aware
Left 4 Dead
Life is Strange 1 & 2
Little Hope
Man of Medan
Persona 5 Royal
Resident Evil
South Park
Stardew Valley vanilla and expanded
Telltales: The Walking Dead
The Mandela Catalogue
The Maze Runner
The Mist series
The Quarry
The School For Good And Evil books
The Walking dead s1-s6
The Walten Files
Total Drama
Until Dawn
YTTD
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babydook · 2 years
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Romantic interaction with Shin Tsukimi please! "Sou, I'm pretty sure you're trying to rope me into some weird scheme...but whatever, I'm in. *sighs* Why am I such a simp?"
Simping
Yandere type: Manipulative, Controlling, Protective
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Rom!Interaction - Shin Tsukimi
"So let me get me get this straight... You want me to what now?" you ask, half amused but mostly confused. When Sou dragged you away from the group for some privacy this wasn't really what you were expecting, but you'll just have to pretend you're not dissapointed.
He's staring back at you blankly, as though it should be obvious and you're insane for wanting him to elaborate. You'd laugh at him, but you want to appear half as serious as he seems to be taking this.
"Sou, I'm pretty sure you're trying to rope me into some weird scheme..." you say. Noticing how his eyebrows furrow and he's about to interrupt, you continue. "But whatever, I'm in."
He pauses, definitely liking that answer more. There's this somewhat triumphant smirk creeping up onto his face, and it shines for a short moment before he catches himself and feigns indifference. You'll admit, it was pretty cute. "Why am I such a simp?" you sigh, lost in thought. You bring your attention back to earth for a moment to see he's gone stock still, poker face frozen in real time as though he's buffering or bluescreened.
Mock disgust fills his expression as he surfaces from his shock, eyebrows knitting together to convey annoyance and embarrassment. You don't bother stifling your laugh, unable to keep from teasing him any longer as you move to poke a finger into his cheek. He visibly cringes, flinching away before pulling another face at you - one that has you chuckling even more than the last.
He's taking himself so seriously, his face screams betrayal at the fact that you'd dare to find him cute. He almost snaps his neck to turn his face away from you, leaning back into his scarf with an unreadable expression.
"Don't joke like that." he mutters. He seems almost mortified, but he doesn't hide in his scarf well enough. You still catch the red on his cheeks and a hint of that smirk again.
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babydook · 2 years
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What would happen if Yandere David finally snapped? Could you do Yandere Daniel as well.
This is a Camp Camp ask,
A/N: wacky arm inflatable David.
Yandere David & Yandere Daniel
Separate, snapping
Camp Camp
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Flavour: Obsessive, Submissive, Dependant, Infantilising
This is far from easy to achieve. David is used to being pushed around by everbody, including literal children, so he's he's very patient.
He's proud of his soft temperament. He'll even refer to himself as a 'rubber band' whilst scolding you for another escape attempt. He's had campers run on him before so he's got a lot of ideas.
Much like a rubber band though, he will reach his limit and snap. Then that rubber band will fly and smack you in the face, because you were breaking it.
It surprises him. David has never allowed himself anger like this before, and so he isn't equipped to handle it properly. It floods in all at once, purely overwhelming and all consuming.
It's unpracticed, overly immature and all too irrational. He can't keep up with himself. All of the blame he puts on himself for your failing relationship is overflowing and it has nowhere else to go but OUT.
You'll be treated to:
Screaming.
Bursts of rage that are comparable to hissy fits of a psychopathic five year old.
David's really red face that makes you actually quite worried for him.
More screaming.
Possibly jumping up and down on the spot because he has too much energy that he just needs to get out.
Mostly screaming.
I mean it, seriously. I cannot emphasise enough how bad the headache afterwards is going to be. Your ears aren't prepared for the volume of voice cracks they're going to be subjected to.
But first up comes the non verbal stage, so you should make the most of that.
He's really, really unequipped to deal with this anger. He'll go silent and begin turning a strange shade of vermillion. You might hear some odd sputtering and you'll definitely hear erratic breathing.
He might storm about. This can be stomping his feet like a moody teenager or silent drawn out steps. Eventually his breathing will become too painful and he'll break that silence dramatically.
Eg, slamming the wall, breaking something, pushing everything off of his desk or blowing up in volume.
His cries for "just a little respect," and "Some goshdarn effort," are drowned out by so much whiny sputtering that he's barely comprehensible.
It doesn't help that since it's all coming out at once, he's blabbering wildly with no cohesive timeline. You'll have no idea what he's talking about because he's bringing up things just as they pop into his head. Unorganised boy.
Also, he's SPITTING EVERYWHERE. You need to take cover before you're soaked.
He just wants a bit of what he's earned! Is that so wrong? Why the heck is he the only one trying in this relationship?! Just the bare minimum! It's all that he asks!
He doesn't ever like to use bad language, but you are being such a BRAT! He knows that he's not that unlovable and he knows that you're not that cruel, so what is it keeping you from being perfect together?
He's trying out animated angry arm movements to burn off energy and make himself feel bigger. He's intimidated by your power over him so he needs to.
Harming you is bound to bring him right out of it. Beginning to cry can defuse him and make him confused, and getting 'hit' by one of his arms will make him shrivel completely.
Once he's back he'll end up losing sleep over it. He knows that he messed up big time and so he's very fragile right now. He's worried that he traumatised you.
Not for anything leading up to this, no, he's just sure that his angry voice might have scared you into never loving him.
He's sorry. He's sorry. What was it that he said again? It must've been bad because he can remember you crying. You'll never forgive him, will you? He's ruined everything.
It's hard to believe he's not trying to guilt trip you (although he genuinely isn't, he's a little too dense to think about how emotionally manipulative this behaviour is,) you'll still stroke his hair and rub circles into his back. Anything to calm him down and to stop that constant high-pitched whining that makes you wanna commit murder.
It's lucky that you're both alone in his cabin. If he did blow up whilst somebody else was there, he might just black out and work out that evil energy on them.
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Flavour: Controlling, Manipulative, Possessive, Sadistic, Worshipper, Idealist
He's an evil, evil man. You know this, and he doesn't really care to change your perspective. He does want to alter your perception though.
He can't rest, won't rest, until you know that you are completely and utterly his. Until you know that you're abusing yourself, wasting your life away with every second you're not totally devoting yourself to this idea of togetherness.
Daniel doesn't think you're clever. He thinks that you're an animal. It's frustrating to him, because you're supposed to be this divine being and an equal by his side but you're just denying yourself it.
He has to remind himself that you can't help it, so he's not to do anything too rash. You were designed stupid! A little thing to dote on and keep for himself, not to make decisions. It's only natural you'd have no sense of direction when he's the one who's supposed to lead you!
And it is so hard not holding it against you when you lash out like you do. Daniel is such a saint. Your insults are endless and fighting back for so long should've taught you that it's useless, but you're dumb and keep trying. It's not cute anymore, it's not earning you points.
You know you've fucked up when he starts manhandling you. It's important that you do not panic! Any slight made against him in this state will be taken twice as seriously and earn punishment.
If you do attempt fighting him off then this will only solidify in his head that you are dumb livestock and he is your reverent shepherd.
Clearly extensive work must be done. Daniels definition of gentle hasn't been working, so it's time to get real. Unless, perhaps, you're more of a lost cause than he'd bargained for? He'll have to salvage what he can even though the process isn't going to be pretty.
Who's up for an extensive class in body modification? Me! Me! Me! We've got you front row seats - splash zone! It's not you on the chopping block but it doesn't have to be yet. This is theatre.
I'm talking a full on live dissection in front of you. He probably has a dramatic lamp lighting up his "operation" table. Does he think he's funny? Probably. Does it get messy? Very.
He'll cheekily ask you to hold his pliers for him whilst you're bound to your chair and definitely can't use your hands. Hey, at least you still have hands. Guy in the dentist chair isn't so lucky.
It's out of character for Daniel. Not the murder of course. No, he's got that shit down to an artform. I mean the blood on his pristine white uniform. The lack of a smile on his face. The messy hair.
You've never seen Daniel in a state less than tip-top shape. He always looks as if he has a modeling gig at 5 but he has to traumatise you at 4.
Right now you can't tell if he looks more or less human. As he's heaving, streaky and spotty red drenching the front half of his body like Halloween face paint or spilled koolaide, he'll try to crack a charming smile.
It's not out of the question that if you push him far enough he will kill you. And it could be in a spectacular drawn out fashion or like using a bolt gun on a sheep out back. You were made for him, he decides what to do with you.
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And so...
David and Daniel are nothing alike in personality, but they'll both adhear to the rule of pretending it didn't happen. Whilst David's denial is born out of a delusion that this was only a one time thing, Daniel's is purely mockery; a further opportunity to twist that pretty head of yours back to front.
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babydook · 2 years
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may I request an imagine where yandere!Junko shaves the readers head and hers for despair?
Mean Makeover
Yandere Junko Enoshima x reader
TW: Abuse: Physical & Mental, Degradation, Starvation, Junko.
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You really wanted to believe her last time.
After leaving for a modelling gig last month, you weren't entirely sure you'd ever see her again. A part of you had been hoping that she'd never come back, but two weeks eating nothing but drywall fixed that.
When Junko got home and you went to kiss her feet, you were surprised to not be met with a sharp kick to the face like usual. So startled in fact that you made the mistake of hesitating mid action.
She tilted her head down at you. "What? You not miss me enough? Because I missed you."
She grinned her wicked superstar grin, crouching down to your level for a change - which was belly scraping the ground like the hungry catapillar.
"I think we need some girl time." She said, taking your chin in her hands and scratching your neck with her long red acrylics. You were too faint to ask her what that means.
Now you know.
You're wretching and trying not to gag on your own spit. A buzzing razor drones on in the background, amplified by the bathroom tiles and your headache. Twitchy fingers grip the porcelain rim of the tub, still bleeding from your earlier bonding.
Junko had been so nice about sitting you down on a pillow and painting your nails. She took a few pictures before and after she tugged them out with pliers.
It's taking everything in you to focus on something else. Your grip is so tight that your knuckles falter under the strain.
The impact of a foot stomping down hard onto the small of your back effectively pins you in place. You don't know why she bothers. You're not gonna struggle.
Junko 'tsks' like she's disappointed by your lack of effort. Your shrivelled stomach shrinks even further if possible. You're supposed to be making this fun.
"One... Two... Three-"
It's not like her to be giving you a warning, but you're pretty startled anyway once the razor makes contact with your head. The battery makes this jittery sound that seems to punch through your skull.
"You could pretend to cry." she sneers, jamming the shaver into your head even harder. You close your eyes and focus on your chattering teeth.
Despair isn't quite the roller coaster it once was. You don't get that sense of vertigo in your tummy once she does something horrible to you. It's more like a constant state. Cold coffee in your veins.
She's shaving your head.
You get the message behind it. Your hair is one of the only remnants of your past self. Your better self. A false familiarity she's ripping away. You suppose you're grateful that she's not actually ripping it away, because that is definitely something she could do.
"I didn't think you could get any uglier." she snickers over the growling. She hits you in the back of the head again.
Light headedness tickles even your toes. Your head is also feeling a lot lighter in the literal sense now that your hair is in the bath. Have you finally cracked like she said you would or is this oddly freeing?
The buzz drones on and on, the razor shrieking when hacking away at a particularly thick group. Not that there's much left now. You know you'll be able to hear this machine long after it's been turned off.
"Are we already done?" she asks in a tone somewhere between disappointment and amusement. This whole time you've been waiting for her to turn on the tap and start waterboarding you, so you're braced for whatever's next.
"Hold on, hold on... Eureka baby!" she purrs along with the razor, pushing you roughly aside and into the floor with a bump. She bows her head over the tub, grinning like she's got one hand in the cookie jar.
Your matchstick arms push you up enough so that you can see what she's doing. Ever the attention whore, Junko has begun shaving her own head.
What?
You hadn't actually been expecting this, so you suppose she's won this time. You're at a loss as giant tufts of her honeyed locks join yours in the tub.
That smile eventually leaves her face, like it always does in private. She's bored with her own idea. You watch her commit to it with a sense of humor.
"I can just wear wigs, obviously-" she grunts, hacking at her thick roots with what is essentially a blunt weed whacker. It looks pretty difficult, to be fair. "-but-"
She stands from the floor, tugging out her accessories and going back in a lot rougher. By the time she's done you're back to soaking up the cool calm of the linoleum on your bruised side.
"There! Now we totally match. Hey, want me to make a wig out of this?" she grins, lifting a handful of your combined hair.
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A/N: I have rewritten this for maybe the third time. It will probably happen again.
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babydook · 2 years
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hey everyone! My mother is kicking me out. If you can spare any money please help me. My cashapp is: slasherscream. Thank you
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babydook · 2 years
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Hey can i request some yandere! Pikeman headcanons? plz? :)
Yandere Edward Pikeman
Camp Camp
Yandere type: Controlling, Possessive, Obsessive
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Headcannons
How you got stuck with this creep you don't even want to know.
It's difficult to take seriously at first, with him regularly being a major annoyance. You can only assume that the reason you catch him glowering at you so often has something to do with another dumb wood scouts plot.
Therefore you try your best to ignore it.
Do you really wanna be unfortunate enough to get roped up in one of his schemes? Are you kidding?
It feels like the dude is popping up more and more often, but it's probably best to just brush it off. He's only doing the usual and excelling at being a massive prick. You've heard from others that he gets off on disrupting the camp or something.
Still... It'd be easier to just get on with your day if you couldn't feel his eyes burning into the back of your head even when (you're pretty sure) he's not there.
He's shameless enough that when you do catch him out on it he won't let up, it's about to become a mf staring contest in here.
At the moment you'll just have to settle for flipping him off.
He's heavily goal driven - He's Pikeman! Practically built for this. What is "this"? Why, initiating you of course! Willingly or not.
The wood scouts have needed new recruits for ages now and you'll be the perfect addition! He's sure of it. He just needs to get his hands on you...
What could possibly be a better way to spit in Camp Campbells face than by taking you for the team?
Any doubts from Petrol or Billy (if there are any) will absolutely piss him off. Are they really questioning him on this? He knows it's a good idea, probably the best. He's 110% sure, dammit!
It's not gonna be just him keeping an eye on you, the others have to report on your whereabouts every day, more and more frequently. How else can he be really sure you're fit for the group? :)
His lackeys will have to observe you 23/7! They need an hour for snack breaks.
For some reason the Camp just can't help making bets with the scouts, though you'd guess it's probably to shut them up. They've been pestering nonstop!
The day Camp Campbell loses, you're honestly not too bothered. What's the big deal? You don't really have the sense to care too much about it (you poor thing.)
Upon being caught up with the conditions, you're more than a tad confused. Are they even allowed to do that? The campers are supposed to be attending the CAMP. What are they gonna do? Kidnap someone? Lol
Yeah.
You made the mistake of making eye contact with him to find he's looking right at you. It's then that you can feel all the colour drain from your face in an instant. This isn't actually happening, right? You're pretty sure this isn't legal. What the fuck are David and Gwen doing?
A few sympathetic glances are thrown your way, but far more campers just seem to be relieved that they're not getting "recruited"
As if you can even call it that. You didn't sign up for this shit, you signed up for a crappy camp in the middle of nowhere, sure, but not this shit!
You'll try your best to focus on anything else at all, the confusion is melting away into justified anger and you don't notice how tightly you're clenching your jaw.
Whatever, just preoccupy yourself. Hey, the ground looks really cool right now! Man, the faces of your friends that you're probably never gonna hang out with again make great distractions!
Anything to avoid giving him the satisfaction of facing him and his shit eating grin.
He feels as if he's finally won! So don't ruin this for him, please.
You're kept on a tight leash. Literally. Because of course you are. Those mums with their toddler harnesses have got nothing on you. It's beyond humiliating.
What's even worse is that he shows you off a lot. Like a lot, lot. He can't help himself really, everybody else just HAS to see how perfect HIS partner is. There's no way you can deter him. Cussing him out for this is "just another one of your many charms!"
Despite constantly dragging you about (and bragging about it) to other people he actually has the audacity to get very pissy at them if they seem too interested. Which just means if they pay attention at all.
People have learnt simply not to bother with his copious amount of bullshit, so if somebody actually tries to engage he doesn't really know how to handle it.
He'll take it as they're interested in YOU rather than the discussion of you. Boy have they got another thing coming.
"Uhh, how long have you two been a thing?" cue angry pikeman pulling you further away whilst loudly mouthing off the person who was unfortunate enough to humour him.
Of course it doesn't stop there, he's gotta show off to you too. Obnoxiously. Like all of the time.
It's almost impressive how he isn't embarrassed by his own behaviour. Keyword: almost.
He has to prove to you and himself that he really deserves you. Because he does! He's just making sure you're both aware of that. Insecure much?
Sure, it's not like you can spend time with anybody else anyway but your eyes have to be on him and him only! What else are they for?
He's so much better than everyone else! He can prove it! Please?
His constant demanding presence is actually easier to get used to than you'd expected, but still agonisingly drawn out.
Part of him desperately wants to believe that this is at least a little mutual; that maybe you might like him even half as much as he likes you. That perhaps you can at least tolerate him because holy shit it's been weeks HOW HAVE YOU NOT LET UP?
"You never agreed to be his" Well, he doesn't exactly remember agreeing on you not agreeing? Don't be stupid. He went through ALL of this to have you, you can't just deny him! You're the selfish one here.
He's not as bad as you think he is. You'll have to see that eventually.
Honestly, at this point he's holding out for Stockholm syndrome. Who knows? Maybe he'll get lucky.
A/N: They did Pikeman dirty with the acne, they just had to nerf him. My boy is in a cartoon and still gets this treatment smh.
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babydook · 2 years
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*yeets into existence cutely* Hello, can I request yandere headcanons for Junko, Izuru, and Tsumugi from Danganronpa?
Yandere Junko, Izuru
& Tsumugi
separate
Danganronpa
A/N: 3 terrible people let's gooo
> Headcannons
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Junko
Yandere type: Dominant, Sadistic, Possessive
Difficulty: Impossible
First things first: I am so sorry for you.
Let's make this clear: it's going to be miserable for the both of you. Yipee! Just the way she likes it!
It doesn't take very long for her to realise what's happening, you're exquisite! The despair you bring her is radiant! She'd love nothing more than to drown you both in it.
It's a pretty instantaneous reaction, you've piqued her interest you poor, unfortunate soul. You don't have the sense or the ability to stay away from her. If you'd known it'd turn out like this then you'd have avoided her like the plague she is.
It's both annoying and frightening having her cling to you. There's no need for formalities, your introduction will be skipped.
What's even more frightening is that she just can't make her mind up. She wants you to be grovelling at her feet! And yet she has to grip your shoulders and steer you away from other insignificant people completely unworthy of her time.
She's playing with you. Getting a feel for what it's like having you as a toy. If she can't make you stay away from other people then she'll just have to make them stay away from you.
Public humiliation! She'll make you so awful to be around that nobody else will even want to. She loves how despairing you find it. She just can't help herself!
You're her delightfully delicious darling. Yes, her darling. You read that right. Don't pretend to be shocked, so what if it's been half a week?
Oh you're so lucky that she gives you the time of day - but what else is she supposed to do? Everything is so boring! Utterly useless in every way, they pale in comparison! People should just stop trying. They're outmatched.
The moment she makes her mind up on it, whether she's actually taken you or not yet (because she will) you belong to her. That's really all it takes. It's (more than) kinda scary.
Hurting you hurts her, and that's exactly why she does it. It drenches the both of you in such a devastating amount of despair, oh what you do to her!
This is love! This is love! It makes her want to sing sick. You're sickening, you know that? How dare you, you're just too cute for your own good! She'll fix that. Then she'll be the only one able to stand you, that's exciting right? :)
Whatever you love is gone, It's a necessary evil. How else will she milk your pain? She craves every last drop and we all know she's a greedy girl.
Nothing you hold dear to you is safe. Nothing. You like your hair? She does too! She's shaving it.
If you have a talent expect it to be rendered useless. She'll immobilise you if she has to. Whatever makes you most miserable.
Hate her for this please, she gets off on it more than you could possibly fathom.
Who knows if you're going to make it out of this alive, let alone at all? You're stuck with this maniacal bitch. You belong to her.
She still doesn't know what she wants, it's frustrating for the both of you. That's how she likes it.
As long as you're both ruined by the end of whatever this is... she might finally be satisfied. Maybe you can be proud of yourself for that.
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Izuru
Yandere type: Possessive, Lucid, Controlling
Difficulty: Master
What is wrong with you?
It's not his fault, is it? He'd be confused, but he doesn't care enough to be. He shouldn't care enough to be and it's becoming a problem.
Why is he constantly drawn back to you? Is it something to do with his past self? The uncertainty that he's grown so used to is becoming somewhat unbearable.
He doesn't get this surge of interest.
What he DOES get it the way that your skin reddens in his grip, how you're so much weaker than him, that you don't have a say in it.
The silence is suffocating. You're gonna get real tired of it and quick.
He just doesn't talk, or more so he doesn't initiate conversation. Which would be fine in any other circumstance, but it's taking the piss when you're leg locked and being crushed against him.
You never knew someone could hold you so tightly and yet so tenderly. It's awful. You'd give anything to make it stop.
It's just the slow rising and falling of his chest against your back. Focusing on his breathing makes you realise how you haven't been.
It doesn't matter so much if you're rigid against him or if you aren't enjoying this at all. He doesn't even know if he is to be honest, he just knows that this contact has to happen.
There's no fighting him off, have you seen this man? At least he's not doing anything particularly horrendous to you, as uncomfortable as his sudden stiff half-hugs are.
It's so impulsive... So random. There's no pattern or reason to these moments with him. There's no warning. They just happen.
And they're not so bad if you think about it really hard, I mean, he's not hurting you is he? And the guy's probably just lonely. He's not... done anything yet.
It's uncomfortable and unwanted he hasn't hurt you. He's never gone further than this. He just... holds you? Is that what he's doing? You've learnt not to ask because nothing gets a response.
You could be walking down the hallway or in the middle of eating something, maybe you're just standing up from your seat when you'll suddenly be trapped against the wall for an indescript amount of time. It's become routine at this point. You've gotten better at not flinching. (You didn't even see him there!)
In your presence the boredom subsides, these are like a pick-me-up; or an extreme urge that makes him almost claw his skin off at times. Same difference.
This closeness is doing something. He's not sure what it's doing, but it's something. He can feel it and that's a feat of its own.
He can't go without it for too long, trust me, he's tried. These rushed encounters will become more and more frequent, no explanation is given.
You can just be quiet and wait for it to be over.
One day it won't be.
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Tsumugi
Yandere type: Manipulative, Obsessive, Possessive
Difficulty: Advanced
If you asked her to pick out just one of your features, she wouldn't be able to. It's everything about you, from your flaws to your mistakes. All of it. You're so... You.
She's observed this. You didn't catch her eye at first, an extra of sorts. She'd see you as background noise like her, something to help make the room look fuller, but she doesn't see you at all. Doesn't pick up on you other than that the more she runs into you the more familiar your face gets.
You're something she notices when she's just idly dawdling or stuck in her head. The incubation period is strong on this one. Her eyes will graze your form and something will stick just a little. Everytime it'll linger longer, project stronger. The imprint you leave on her mind will burn somewhat deeper. And then it's stuck there.
She does a brilliant job of fading into the background, something that helps her with everything she does a lot. You won't even notice her loitering around you more often, her presence isn't picked up on unless she makes it known.
Being plain is something she has at times resented, but now it can be used in her favour. An opportunity, assisting to be the perfect base for what she's figured out she wants to be: more you.
She wants to mold herself after you. All in your image. It's somewhat of a joke at first, a small prick which popped into her head that she couldn't quite shake off. Sure, even if you're a real person there's this essence you hold. Something that keeps her fixated. Something she envies.
She's concerningly quick to shrug off everything else in your presence no matter what she was doing before. This can differ from ignoring class the second you walk in or almost running over pedestrians if she catches a glimpse of you on the sidewalk while she's driving. Forget that important trip she had to make, let's u-turn to see what you're up to!
She already knows so much about you by the time she actually starts making an impression on you.
You were honestly never even aware that she knew your name, the first time you had a conversation she was the one to initiate it. By then she had already planned 65% of it out, only because she's working on her improv skills.
You'll feel bad for not knowing how to respond to the compliments she showers you with, they always seem so genuine and yet you can't come up with anything to say back.
"I LOVE your hair, it suits you perfectly."
She wonders if she could find something nearly as luscious for a wig.
She desperately wishes she could cosplay real people, she'll just have to make do with the bare minimum (which is still way too much)
What are your interests? Oh you like this thing? She does too! Since when...? About half a second ago. Suppose you'll just have to teach her more about it then huh? :)
What are her interests? You Yours! She already told you that didn't she? Are you that interested in learning about her..? She's beyond flattered. Let's talk more about how you're so good at flattering her. Now let's keep the convo on you.
You won't realise quite what she's doing, or at least the extent.
Yeah you've picked up on her talking to you more often and the fact that she always seems to pop up in your private hangouts. Did she sit that close to you before? You'd never really paid much attention to the seating arrangements. Are those glasses new? You don't remember them being your favourite colour. That's nice though!
The friendship bracelet girl. She may invite you out somewhere to go and make them. Not only is it a super cute, niche bonding experience to share with you and you alone, but it's a statement.
You'll wear something that she's made for you, exactly to your liking may I add, and it'll work better than any collar ever could. Every time that she makes a request which seems too uncomfy or odd you'll get a look at that bracelet on your wrist and remember your place to be a good friend. And in turn, she can wear something that you've made her. On her own skin. Touching her. On her skin. She's never taking it off.
She'll mold you into what she perceives to be the best version of you, whilst simultaneously imitating you the whole way. You're growing as people together! Identity theft is not a joke, Tsumugi.
She had to get closer eventually, there's nothing else like being in a 1 on 1 conversation with you. After all, now she can get a closer look at your behaviour, hear about your opinions from the divine source.
What better opportunity to see how you interact with the world around you? She's already picked up on most of your little mannerisms, imitating your body language so seamlessly that you're almost one in the same. How could you two not be seen as a pair?
A/N: hope you've had a lovely day, thank you for requesting! It was a challenge to write some of these characters so I had some fun. <3
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babydook · 2 years
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Yandere mike and personalities with a reader who likes stars?
(人 •͈ᴗ•͈)
A/N: My requests were closed when this ask was sent in, but it's TD so I had to. Skipping Chester for obvious reasons.
Mike
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Yandere type: Obsessive, Lucid, Dependent
Why don't we just look at the stars from inside, love?
Though he fawns over all of your little quirks and interests, he's still anxious and awkward Mike.
Does he find this side of you adorable? Yes. Does he think you'll bolt the moment he takes you outdoors because he's insecure? Double yes.
He'll wait for it to get dark out before steering you to a window, please don't be dissapointed. This is still nice! In fact, it's way warmer inside anyways. He just wants you to be happy. Please enjoy this.
He'll station the two of you by the window sill, before moving behind you to wrap his arms around your waist and rest his head on top of yours.
100% the kind of dork to respond to "aren't they beautiful?" with "yes, they really are" while looking directly at you and not paying any attention to the sky at all.
This moment is so soft, so tender. It's almost perfect.
If he saw a shooting star right now, his only wish would be for this closeness with you to last a lifetime or longer.
After all, you're his star.
Mal
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Yandere type: Possessive, Controlling, Manipulative
This... This is sweet.
You're getting those glow up UV stars you can buy on amazon glued to your ceiling.
All in all, this is probably the nicest thing he's done for you in a while.
He always feels kind of dumb and awkward for showing a softer side, so it really is your lucky day for him to even bother trying.
If you're especially lucky, he might even take you outdoors to look at some stars. (hand holding is strictly mandatory - to make sure you don't run away of course.)
You'll both be perched on a rooftop, looking up at... whatever the hell he's meant to be looking at.
He gets bored quick, this almost sours into frustration because to him this confirms that this (cute) little "date" was dumb; until he looks over at you and sees you beaming at the sky.
Well, at least this means it isn't totally stupid. He can stay out a little longer. The stars are pretty boring though, he'll just look at you instead.
If you catch him staring at you it'll will trigger his angsty edgy boy defense mode™ and he'll get all pissy. Will even threaten to cut the trip short and go back now.
If you want to stay out longer, the best thing to do is snuggle up to him. He has no clue what is going on but he's definitely not about to stop you.
Just pretend you were cold, he'll tsk about you being needy and how "you should've brought a blanket then, dumbass" while he's actually loving it. Will growl and pull you back in if you try to move away.
Manitoba
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Yandere type: Possessive, Obsessive, Lucid
Probably knows a few of the constilations, even if you already know them he'll point them out like a know it all.
Part of him really wants to show off in front of you, so even when he's run out of stuff to say he'll keep talking, even if it's obviously bullshit. Just roll with it. He's not making them up, he swears!
He'll go on, and on, and on about his very real adventures (that totally did happen and he's not making them up he promises)
He'll answer questions you didn't even ask. You're helping no one, Man.
"That one there's the North star! That beauty's saved me a couple times, yeah."
"Mhm, big dipper is that. Oh uh, that one? Over there? Right yeah, that's bigger dipper... Why are you laughing?"
He'd light up brighter than the stars themselves if you genuinely showed interest and encouraged him.
Yeah, he knows you're not dumb and he's embarrassed if you call him out. Would probably go really quiet (which is a blessing) but chances are you'll feel bad about it eventually. He looks like a kicked puppy.
If you don't want him sulking, you can kick-start his confidence again by asking him for more stories. The goofy grin on his face makes this almost worth it. "Of course shiela! Anything for you."
Svetlana
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Yandere type: Obsessive, Delusional, Dominant
She's the brightest star there is! What seems to be the problem?
She's clueless, really, but also a hopeless romantic. Of course darling! I'll find us just the spot!
The spot for what? Stargazing, of course.
Though she won't shut up for more than a second (if she knows it's annoying you then she tries, really.) you're just relieved to get some fresh air for once.
You'd almost be concerned for her, how the hell does she manage to talk non stop like a rap god? You haven't even heard her take a breath in minutes.
Ooh, what's that one? And that one? That one there is flickering! Oh wait... That's just a plane. Which one's the brightest? Tell her! Aren't stars named after personalities and stuff? Oh right, that's astrology and not astronomy... Well let's just make some up anyway! Do all the stars have names? No? Well she's gonna name that one after you. And that one. And that one. And that one.
In fact the only times she quits her incessant babbling (she's just so excited to be sharing such a moment with you!) is when shes marveling at you instead of the constilations. Because of this you'll catch her every time. Just ignore it and look at the stars in peace while you can, or turn to face her and it'll turn into a staring contest. Beware, she'll boop you.
Vito
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Yandere type: Possessive, Obsessive, Delusional
Another "Ayyy baby, your stars right here!"
He really doesn't get it, but he wants to. The Vito can be romantic! Just you wait, dollface.
Himbo will take you on a date. So what if he's freezing to death because it's the middle of the night and for some reason he still won't wear a shirt? He doesn't care less as long as you're happy.
You are enjoying yourself, right babe?
May get genuinely insecure if he notices you're not as into this as he wants you to be. Is this... Is this not good enough? Can he do better? You're with him after all, you only get the best.
Please ramble to him about the sky, he has no idea what the fuck is going on but that doesn't mean he can't enjoy it too. It'll touch him dearly if you make an effort to include him in something you seem to enjoy so much.
Or include him in anything for that matter.
"You know babe, you're way prettier than all these stars anyway. Even that one." as he points to a blinking spec in the sky. "Vito that's an airplane." "Oh."
"...Still prettier tho."
A/N: Hope these are ok! I was debating adding Chester as a platonic yandere but I might do that another time. Enjoy your day <3
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babydook · 2 years
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Can I request yandere Miley(yttd) or Yander Safalin(yttd) with an s/o who is scared of them?
A/N: Why not both? >:)
Yandere Miley & Safalin
(separate) with an S/O who is scared of them
Sue Miley
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Yandere type: Sadistic, Obsessive, Delusional
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She definitely gets off on it. It's no secret to anyone that she's sadistic in nature.
'Ooh, that one was great! Make your cute little freaked out face again!' she'll think when she pops out of a vent.
She finds it pretty humorous. She's so desensitised to human suffering that she finds your horror cute.
She'll go out of her way to lurk a little extra in the shadows and make her footsteps extra light and deliberate before introducing herself. It'll seem like she just pops up out of nowhere. Her eyes will be trained solely on you every second of her creeping.
She's downright sinister. 'Why is she so hellbent on terrorising specifically you?'
You're beginning to think that you'll end up dying of a heart attack before anything else in the building gets you.
She plays with her tone when talking to the group to find what will make you wince the most. Every comment she makes is terrible in nature and she'll just keep going until you burst into tears.
No matter what it is that she's actually supposed to be doing, her train of thought always circles back to 'that was actually pretty funny... let's do it again.'
She doesn't like procrastinating but she will spend her free time idly dawdling in an empty room, all on the off-chance that you might be the one to open the door and she can give you a cheap jumpscare. She'll get mad if it's not you.
Miley isn't responding.mp4, come back when (Y/N) is here.
She'll be insulted if you're apathetic towards her spooks. You'd better be ready to fake fear otherwise she'll get petty and up the ante.
She'll settle for making you extremely uncomfortable (she's already been doing an amazing job of that so far).
She'll do anything for a reaction. She'll touch, actually grabbing you by your shoulders and gripping your wrists to pull you about and shake you around.
Sneaking up on you and pinching you to make you squeak, sneaking up and then pushing you from behind, she might even go as far as tickling you.
She'll pretend to be an actual doll, stock-still and slumped in the corner of a room in an uncomfortable pose that makes her joints seize up. It's all worth it to pounce on you the moment you turn your back on her.
Yes she'll 100% do that stupid trick where someone claps their hands an inch from your face. 'HAH, you flinched!'
She deeply enjoys watching you during the first trial. It's satisfying watching you panic and crumble.
She's definitely a massive tease about the trauma you're being put through.
"Aww, too bad, so sad! What a shame you had to watch your friends die. Bleeding out like that is very painful you know, they definitely suffered. Maybe you should've sacrificed yourself to save them. You gonna cry about it?" 'Please cry about it.'
"It makes my day ruining yours!"
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Tia Safalin
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Yandere type: Manipulative, Obsessive, Protective
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This pairing will be an absolute mess.
She's extremely submissive in nature and a big scaredy cat herself. She's close to jumping a mile high when a door slams too loud and she frequently flinches if someone even slightly raises their voice.
Meeting you is confusing and it's very difficult for her to sort her feelings out.
It's essentially a back and forth of mutual panic, though for very different reasons.
She's super upset that you're afraid of her and will go out of her way to appear extra unthreatening. It's pathetic and she's stuck between leaving you alone and hovering over you 24/7.
She's a blubbering mess whenever she accidentally makes you jump. You hate her don't you? Why? Is she scary? Oh you must hate her. Oh she's the worst.
It often devolves into a back and forth of you both whimpering and cowering away from eachother.
She feels extreme emotional pain when you make an effort to avoid her. She thinks that exposure therapy might help but whenever she's near you she can't help doing the wrong thing.
She really doesn't want you to dislike her. If she's the problem then she'll just have to remove herself from the situation. It's very difficult for her but she tries, for the sake of your wellbeing.
But there's that nagging feeling again, tugging and twisting her artificial insides. You're in danger somehow with or without her watching and anything could happen. She needs to check in.
She gets terrible intrusive thoughts. Nothing has happened to you on her floor yet, but she's a sitting duck whilst the clock for the trial ticks by. She's tugging at her rubber skin and itching to do something about your humanity.
The fact that you can feel physical pain petrifies her to her core. It's pure evil that you're made to suffer. It's too much and she hopes that you've made the most of your time alone, because now she can't hold back anymore.
She whisks you away from the others constantly. It doesn't matter what you're doing. You can be in a conversation with others, trading tokens or just on the toilet. Safalin will knock on the door and wait outside for you.
She takes you to the infirmary and sits you down on the fuzzy goose grey couch. She encourages you to look at the windows that definitely don't lead to a real outside in hopes of lowering your heart rate and your blood pressure.
She will become hysterical if you try to leave of your own accord. You'll stay with her until she's done with you, or else she'll have to restrain you.
Her worry is infectious. She makes you think that maybe there is actually something wrong with you and you just don't know about it yet.
It's her job to look for these things, so if she's pulling you away then you probably need a time out.
Chances are you'll end up playing along for your own comfort.
You almost want to give in and just let her wipe your memory. You want her to stop whining at you even if you're positive that you're fine without it.
But if everything's fine then how come you feel such overwhelming dread when she looks at you with those sad eyes?
Fine! You're at your wits end. You'll stay here if it'll just make her shut up. She's right, you are distressed! You do need her help! And...
It wasn't so bad. In fact, you don't remember why you were so upset in the first place. When the fog from the machine clears Safalin is smiling at you - (nervously) because she hopes that maybe you like her a little bit more now. You don't, but you like what she did to you.
Now everytime that you intentionally avoid her in favour of the humans you're with, she'll think back to that machine. For a minute everything was okay. Maybe she can convince you to come by her post again...
If you persist in turning down her help, she can get quite nasty actually. She knows that you don't treat someone you care about like this, but she just wants you so terribly.
She'll try to trick you into traumatising yourself. She wants to be the security blanket that you need wrapped around you. If you're too depressed to get out of your bed then there's no way you can deny her when she offers her therapy. It makes her feel needed.
Yes she's ashamed. She can't help feeling both sorry to you and sorry for herself. She really beats herself up for causing you so much stress, but she'll still intentionally not warn you about the dangers of memory refreshing.
When your head feels like mush and you're almost certain that you're melting alive in her arms, she utters commands to you that you must never leave her side. For your own health, of course.
"I'm not really that sorry about this..."'
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A/N: Rewritten with what I hope is a better understanding of Tia's character.
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babydook · 2 years
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Have you ever watched EddsWorld?
Yep! A long time ago though. I was in the fandom for quite a while. Very nostalgic tbh, I might write for the characters at some point if I ever get back into it or if people are interested.
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babydook · 2 years
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good yandere blog dude
Tysm, this really helped motivate me 🧡
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babydook · 2 years
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If I may, would it be alright if I please request a Yandere Frank Morrison (From the Legion in Dead by Daylight)? I thoroughly enjoyed your Feng one and I would really enjoy seeing other characters from the same franchise!
Yandere Frank Morrison
Dead by Daylight
Yandere type: Possessive, Controlling, Obsessive
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It just so happens that there's a newbie in town, fresh meat!
He starts off consciously making the effort to go after you in trials so he can subconsciously check you out.
You can get pretty tired of the same scenery afterall. So what if he finds himself searching specifically for you?
This curious "fascination" (though he'd be ashamed to call it that) with the newest survivor is quickly written off as nothing. You're only another player to hunt down, a new face to whittle away the boredom that repetitive trials bring. A bit of spice. So what?
Sometimes when he catches sight of you he hesitates. It's an involuntary response, something he's not proud of. It lasts slightly longer every time it happens, taking just a sliver of a moment more to "survey the surroundings" (you) before making his move.
It turns into tunnel vision pretty quickly. Your teammates have begun to make an effort of warning you ahead of time whenever they see you're in a match with him. He's relentless, it actually has you wondering what you did to the guy. What's his deal?
He does not want to take responsibility for what's happening to him.
What IS his deal?!? He has no idea what's going on.
Sacrificing you to the entity isn't working. It's not getting rid of this... this... whatever this is.
He blames you. It only happens with you afterall - therefore it can't be his fault. There's something wrong with you.
Chasing you isn't nearly enough anymore.
Maybe if he killed you by his own hand it'd relieve some tension?
He begins to mori you specifically. Pinning you down certainly makes his adrenaline spike alright! Watching you writhe under him, even in pain, is something he can't get enough of.
His heart rate is only going nuts because of the long chase! In fact, that's his terror radius.
He tries to ignore the fact he's changing.
He can feel it trickling into his system, obstructing his thought pattern, worming its way into his mind and oh it's the worst.
He confuses it for hatred, that shiver that runs down his spine when you make eye contact has to be disgust, right?
The unbearable heat bubbling up inside his chest when you're near HAS to be burning rage, right?
He basically short circuits and kickstarts into his default: anger.
You're cute, sickeningly so. It makes him cringe to the point that he revels in killing you during trials - seeing you defeated at the hands of him scratches an agonising itch he didn't know was festering deep within his bones.
There's almost satisfaction. Almost. And then it's deafeningly bleak afterwards. Your corpse doesn't do anything in particular for him. He's confused, to say the least.
These feelings are so backwards, frustratingly so. He feels weak, like his own body is holding him hostage. (God forbid the manly man isn't in control for once.) He's not used to being powerless to his own instinct.
You make him feel small, it's an agonising blow to both his mentality and ego.
Fuck it, he doesn't care. (he does) He can ignore it. (he can't)
Underneath everything, he's a scared boy. What the fuck is going on? How does he make it go away?
The loss of command is straight up frightening for him. He doesn't know how to deal with this, he doesn't think he's even capable of doing so.
The breaking point is when killing you no longer does anything for him. If anything it makes him worse. This makes NO sense!
He's tense, terribly so. The frustration is eating away at him, rotting his resolve.
The biggest hurdle for him is the acceptance. Even once he comes to terms with his emotions and really takes them in, he doesn't want to accept them.
Ultimately: killing you doesn't kill his feelings for you. It's only once he allows that fact to sink in that the ball really gets rolling. Honey, you've got a big storm coming.
If HE doesn't get the privilege of controlling himself, you sure as hell don't either. Get over here darling, be ready for the game of your life.
He's the leader of the legion, he's used to being in charge - and yet he's completely lost at the hands of a survivor no less. it's a real game changer for him.
He finds it impossible to think of anything else, it's become a real issue.
He performs poorly in trials, including those that don't even have you in them. Being unable to get a something as minimal as a 1k, the entity is almost as displeased as he is.
It mingles with his reputation. Both his own group and the survivors tease him, he's angry enough about this until he realises you could be joining in. The man sees red.
The legion has noticed his change in behaviour - it'd be impossible not to. Outside of the jokes they're concerned.
It doesn't take a genius to see that Franks withdrawn significantly. Julie is particularly uncomfortable with it.
Joey would be the first to ask what's up, this would almost earn him a punch in the teeth. Joey is no doubt confused at the withering glare he receives in response. He'd be worried to prod and make it any worse. "What's going on man?"
He can practically feel Franks teeth grinding into stumps when he clenches his jaw. Joey tries his best not to look hurt when he spits out a response. "Nothing."
Julie would be the first to experience his wrath firsthand; that's what you get for poking the bear too much and too often.
Making an offhand comment about him "maybe not being as good as he thinks he is." It's intended as flirty banter but Frank explodes, snapping at her so harsh and so fast it practically gives her whiplash.
The atmosphere of the legions hangout has significantly dampened. Everyone's just doing their best to stay out of his blast radius and not set him off. He's a ticking time bomb.
This has a domino effect on the rest of the legion. Think you're getting a breather because it's not Frank? Nope!
Julie uses the trials to vent her frustration, being far more snide and cruel to everyone. You've lost count of how many times she's closed a hatch in front of a survivors face. Love that for her <3
Joey is a lot less merciful to struggling survivors, he drags himself through the trials and he has a one track mind.
Poor Susie is skittish as ever due to the unrest at base. She flinches when generators blow up and becomes distracted while carrying survivors to hooks, causing a fair amount to wiggle free.
Frank has made his problem EVERYONE'S problem. His group is an inch away from staging an intervention.
Fortunately, they don't really have to. The Entity's got that covered.
Rather than punishing Frank again for getting consistently ass kill ratings, it decides to reward him for better work. Like a sticker chart with a 5 year old, kind of.
It sets a goal of sorts, somewhat similar to the rift. "if you hook 10 different survivors, I'll help you out." "if you kill 4 people this round, you'll be compensated."
And it works. Having such a cruel god shower him in praise and promise greatness does wonders for our burnt out boy. The "gift" being dangled like a carrot in front of him is an amazing source of motivation.
And what reward could be greater than you yourself?
He's never been more insecure, it's probably because you effortlessly manage to strip him down to what he really is at his core: an edgy, awkward teen who has no idea what the fuck he's doing.
He's never had to be the one afraid before.
Preying upon survivors the Entity flings at him had long ago become his only source of entertainment (there's really nothing else to do here) and he's gotten comfortable in the role he's been given. He DOESN'T appreciate curve balls being thrown at him. Who do you think you are? Scrambling his brain and crossing his wires in all of the right ways? Go fuck yourself.
The fact you're not even trying is yet again another devastating blow. What is it??? Why you??? He feels stupid. He feels scared. Hold him. What the fuck are you doing? Don't touch him.
The thought of caring for anyone makes him want to, quite simply: scream. He fucking hates it - he fucking hates you. Or at least he should.
For a long time you're walking on eggshells. Even looking at him in the wrong way (or whatever he perceives to be the wrong way) will set him off. Great, he's had another hissy fit and now his room's trashed again, you know, the place you're confined to 24/7? Hopefully he remembers to pick up that shattered glass later because next time he enters the room he's gonna stand on it and blow up again. Rinse and repeat.
One of the easiest ways to describe this messy situation: you're physically trapped and he's emotionally caged. Unfortunately, despite not asking for any of this baggage that's being dropped on you, you're the one that gonna have to deal with it - that is if you want your experience to be at least tolerable.
After the first few weeks though, it gets significantly... Softer.
Caution is still advised.
He's grossly insecure. With how he feels about you, he can't imagine how you feel about about him. It can't be anything other than negative, he's a killer who literally abducted you against your will. He's hanging onto the hope of Stockholm syndrome.
A big turning point is if you manage to catch him in a vulnerable moment.
He's miserable and exhausted - physically and emotionally. (He has been for a while now.) He drags himself into the room and crawls on top of you, almost in your arms with his head buried in your chest. It would be almost sweet if you weren't scared shitless. Don't make it too obvious you're uncomfortable, he already knows, just don't let it distract him from you.
He needs this. Any discomfort you show breaks the illusion that this is as perfect as he wants it to be. As he needs it to be.
Be warned: if you reciprocate in an attempt to save your own skin (i.e: laying your hand on top of his head or holding him back) he may cry. This in turn will skip a few weeks of the "warm up" faze. He's incredibly ashamed later on but right now it doesn't matter, what matters - all that matters in this moment is the warmth of your body, the smell of your hair, the sound of your heartbeat - don't let it run too fast, he'll pick up on your fear.
Let him enjoy this... whatever this is.
By the way, The Legion is not going to help you. They're just glad that they don't have to deal with so much of Franks shit anymore. Besides, the relief of him almost being back to normal can help them overlook the stranger that's tied up in their house. Well, everyone but Julie. She hates your guts.
A/N: Thank you for the kind words requester! Sorry for taking so long to get this one out, college has been hard <3
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babydook · 2 years
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Yandere Feng Min
Dead by Daylight
Yandere type: Manipulative, Obsessive, Possessive
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Difficulty: Hard
You're new to the fog and practically oblivious to the hell that awaits you. You've been in barely a handful of the trials and from what little you've learnt, you'd do anything to keep it that way. Unfortunately this realm isn't so forgiving.
The moments you happen to hate the least are the ones inbetween the death games. Sitting at the miserable camp fire, surrounded by (mostly) friendly strangers.
Not only are you confused, you're completely shell-shocked. At least the others, who seem to have been here much longer, are trying their best to explain what the fuck is going on.
It's difficult to understand but even more so to really take in. What do you mean that you're stuck here? What do you mean that you can die but can't die?
Nobody likes seeing the newbie suffer and nobody wants to be the one to break the bad news that this is going to be your new forever.
You can feel the looks of pity being cast your way. Their half-hearted sympathy makes the skin on your back crawl because it only solidifies that something is seriously wrong here.
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Watching you be so grateful makes her ego happy.
It takes her a while to notice you, but immediately once she does she begins to wonder why.
You're learning the ropes and that makes you a liability. The people here have reassured you that they do want to help, but you can tell they aren't dying for you.
Every time you fumble, miss a skill check or waste a pallet you can taste the shame mingling with the blood in your mouth. They're always judging, even if they give you the benefit of the doubt. You can't believe that you're embarrassed about something like your reputation in an endless death situation.
Maybe you've caused one too many issues or sandbagged a bit too frequently. Even if they're accidental your well intentioned mishaps really suck. She sees you screw over a teammate and then cry about it to them later on when the trials over, apologising profusely. Why are you the one crying?
Whilst she doesn't want to risk guiding you because it's distracting and dangerous to babysit in a trial, she can't help but feel like leaving you on your own is going to bite her in the ass later. Next time it could be her you accidentally slam a pallet on. She doesn't want that shit happening.
She'll bite the bullet albeit hesitantly. Huffing as she approaches you and tugs your hand mid trial, surprising the both of you as she leads you to an objective. "Let's get this generator done, yeah?" not waiting for your response.
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Watching you mess up boosts her drive to compete.
The more time that she spends with you, the less annoying she finds you. She doesn't feel the need to tell you off. You seem to be reprimanding yourself enough, clearly mortified whenever you screw up. Honestly she begins to find your visible hesitance somewhat cute.
She thought that it'd be annoying to always have to take the lead but it feels great to have someone recognise her efforts alone.
Showing off in front of you almost tricks her into feeling something akin to excitement. That dumbstruck look on your face when you watch her do something so foolishly reckless is actually adorable. It becomes a source of motivation to give her best.
Your concern makes her feel all fuzzy inside, and the guilt of causing it feels miles away, drowned out by the lush warmth spreading through her chest.
She's always been a competitive person. At this point you've become somewhat of a trophy or a goal to her, but don't let that fool you into thinking that this is all you are to her. She would never devalue you intentionally.
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Your viewership makes her feel unstoppable.
She actually becomes very somewhat dependant on you.
She doesn't quite know what it is about your eyes, but they just have to be on her. She constantly needs your attention. She'll go out of her way to perform crazy stunts to get it.
No matter if by the endgame she's on a sacrificial hook or out of breath at the exit gates, as long as your eyes are on her then she's won.
Feng can't remember the last time she felt so falsely stable. When you've been trapped in a killing game for long enough, you begin to forget that you're human. Trials are a chore. You spend endless amounts of time dying repeatedly over and over again only for nothing to ever come of it.
Days quite literally don't exist, there's no sense of time passage besides whether you're bleeding or not. Weeks begin to blur together. A minute can feel like a year and a year can feel like a week.
The only moments for her that really bring calm to the fog are right here, right now, with you.
Being the centre of your attention makes a heat so dreadfully strong kiss her mind that she really can't get enough of it.
She gets quite jealous, so you'll notice her attempting to isolate you from other survivors. She'd feel bad, but she just can't bear so many distractions buzzing around you like flies to her honey pot. It really pisses her off.
It began with a scoff when someone interrupted your conversations and has ended with beating someone up in the forest with promises of a sabotaged trial.
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Your absence makes her feel small again.
She lives and she dies for these moments, literally. Therefore she's earned them. It's the closest thing a husk of a person can reach to almost pure tranquility. Your presence is absolutely euphoric, your gaze has her feeling drugged. Please, just sit here with her for a while.
The orange glow of the campfire casts dancing shadows across your face. It makes the glow of your eyes all of the more dramatic when you look into hers. She can't help but drink you all in. You look like a painting.
The entitys realm is so cold. Bleak. Brutal. So much happening, so many people and yet you have nothing to do but hurt and feel utterly alone.
The time that she spends with you, with her head on your lap, simply gazing up at your sweet features thaws her out. You have her melting. You bring warmth, excitement, and a new kind of safety.
You are her campfire, a place of reprieve between the trials. Of calm. The heat you cradle is rising up inside her, spilling into her veins with hot, sweet sensation. Her body experiences withdrawals when she's deprived of you. She actually begins to shiver.
She's quite bitter on her own now. Uninterested in both attitude and actions, but when you're around it's totally different. She just can't be bothered even pretending for anyone else.
It's not like she can stop you from seeing other people in the fog but she'll try her damn best. "Felix doesn't like you. Dwight's scared of us. I think Yun jin lead the killer to me last trial."
If making everyone else seem like scumbags isn't working, then she'll have to resort to good old fashioned guilt tripping.
Remember when you first arrived? You were so confused and dumb. Nobody else even took the time to explain the situation to you. Okay, they did, but not properly. Do you actually want to spend your time with people who don't have the time for you? She took you under her wing. She cares. You owe her for that, surely?
She's not "scaring people off," it just makes her so sorry to see you around those who don't care, instead of someone like her. What do you mean she's exaggerating? She's been here for an eternity longer than you, she knows better than almost anyone else here. She knows better than you.
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A/N: Not requested but couldn't help myself. I have DBD brainrot rn <3
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babydook · 2 years
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Can you make a Yandere Daniel Headcanons? You know from Camp Camp, 👉👈
Yandere Daniel
Camp Camp
Yandere type: Controlling, Worshipper, Possessive
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Daniel is good, no, great at most things, he knows that. Observing, figuring out, scheming, serving, singing - the list runs a mile long. He can do almost anything! A talented man, he is.
But what he really excels at is his purpose.
Daniel believes he was put on this earth for one reason and one reason only: to serve his great overlord.
Whether this be through helping lost souls ascend (how kind!) or creating grand feasts to please the great one (how thoughtful!)
And he's been content with only his purpose. Until now.
There's something about you.
Though your mind may not know it yet, HIS does. You're made for him. You have to be, how could you not? Every movement you make, every syllable that falls from those pretty lips is utterly divine. Nobody like that could really exist, right?
You were made for him by the mighty Xemüg! A reward tailored specifically for him, a reward he shall revel in. All good boys deserve fudge!
You're just about the closest thing to perfect, and really that's remarkable.
You just don't know what's good for you, you're pure. You're you! But more importantly you're his.
Now, who knows how long you've been wandering about lost without him? He's your other half after all - it's actually a lot more like ownership, but shh - Oh it must've been AWFUL, you poor sweet thing.
Your innocence is something to be preserved and protected. You're not going anywhere any time soon.
It's not stealing you away if you belong to him, silly.
You're not too sure what you're doing here, or what you're meant to be doing at all. That's more than ok. That's perfect. Naivety looks gorgeous on you, love.
He can be patient, he understands! (He doesn't, but he wants to. ) He gets it. Sudden big changes can be jarring, confusing even - no need to fear! He'll console you. Why are you scowling like that? That makes you look ridiculous. Stop it.
Is it his fault for trusting you? Was he perhaps too late? Other people must have corrupted you, rotted your impressionable mind with nonsensical ideals. That's it. Why else would you be so desperately clawing for an escape? An escape that doesn't exist? It's deeply upsetting to him. Dissapointing.
Don't test your luck against this madman, it won't get you very far.
After your first few... Incidents, he's begun to test your indoctrination progression. Can you really blame him though? Your outbursts are completely uncalled for.
The tests will drive you mad. Did he really forget to lock the door, or is he waiting outside of it ready to catch you? Is this a chance to escape, or did he make the restraints loose today on purpose? Oh my god. He could be watching you on a camera - Is he watching you on a camera?! Have you finally cought a lucky break, or is this a set up get you punished?
In the event you do manage to get away, it's not very far and very temporary. No matter what he'll end up dragging you back, kicking and screaming the whole way.
It would almost be better if he was mad. It'd help you confirm the fact that this freak of nature really is human. But he's just so eerily calm.
Nobody should be able to strain a smile that wide and for that long. He's just so... Unnatural. Unnerving. From the bright white clothing (somehow not even a spec of dirt is on them) to the bright white smile (he grins like a shark, you hope he doesn't bite you)
Repremanding you so many times has become exhausting, why can't you submit? At the very least embrace him, please? Why can't you just give him what he wants?
The expression on your face is almost funny. Almost. Really it's borderline infuriating, but even like this you're something else.
He'll play the role of the perfect host, gifting you your own new living space (how kind!) and later on even installing a stylish chain so that you can't repeat past mistakes. (How thoughtful!)
Don't run away too many times. Seriously. If he thinks the chain is useless then he'll resort to other methods. Good luck running on broken ankles, darling!
You've simply lost your way - that's ok because he's here to guide you, to teach you. You only have to do what he says, when he says and as he says. No less. He'll reawaken what he knows is inside you. He'll bring glorious sense and purpose to the wonderful being that you are.
He is a GOOD MAN. He knows he is. You're just... beginning to stretch his patience a little thin.
Luckily for you sweetheart, he's great at everything! Reforming is only one of his specialities, hang tight and he'll sort you out in no time.
Corrective behavioural therapy is frequent and mandatory, should you bring it upon yourself. Don't cry you manipulative brat, you brought this upon yourself.
And for the hundredth time he DIDN'T KIDNAP YOU. Stop being so venomous, so dramatic, he's only taking whats his. It's his right. To defy being with him is to defy God himself.
After all, you were made for him. If he can't have you, nobody can.
A lost lamb is what you are. He is your shepherd. Don't dissapoint him by being one for the slaughter.
Daniel somewhat views you as property, in a loving way of course. You are his most prized possession. What a pretty thing! Though of course, things can be broken.
A/N: Haven't written for Daniel before so this was fun. Have a lovely day requester <3
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babydook · 2 years
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hello! may i request some platonic yandere chris redfield headcanons? thank you!
Platonic! Yandere Chris Redfield
Resident Evil
Yandere type: Possessive, Protective, Controlling
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Oh, big bear Redfield.
No matter how you came across him, it ended up the same way. Whether you work under him or are just a civilian who was in the wrong place at the wrong time, he'd notice you and that'd be enough to get the ball rolling behind the scenes.
It would start pretty slow at first, the smaller things would get to him.
Noticing you above everyone else he's with, your behaviour and the way you conduct yourself, etc.
It causes him to frequently check up on you, even pulling you aside from wherever you are and whoever else you're with just to make sure you're ok.
In the beginning your reassurance helped, unfortunately this didn't last for long. No matter what was going on his thought process manages to zip back to "how are they feeling? Are they ok? Is there anything wrong?!?"
When it comes to you he lives by the "anything can happen in a second, imagine what could take place in a minute" principle.
After long enough (which is not nearly long enough) he begins to believe that he knows you better than anyone does,
And in a way, he's kind of right
To the point where he's observed your mannerisms enough to instantly pick up when you're uncomfortable. He'll almost always intervene, unless it's him making you feel uncomfortable. In which case, tough luck sweetheart.
Caring for you brings him a feeling like no other, it also rewards him with a reprieve from the crippling anxiety of the unknown. Why would he let you face the horrors of the world alone, if it all? Stand behind him, please and thank you.
He's aware it could be perceived as too much, but it makes him feel strong. He brushes it off as "doing the right thing" initially, but it only gets more severe.
Whether you think of him as a stranger, coworker, your best friend, a brother, or even a dad it doesn't matter because no matter what he's large and in charge!
To him there is no worse feeling than seeing you hurt or in pain, he beats himself up about it constantly.
The mere idea you could scrape your knee has his brain buzzing in the worst way.
I'm talking pure, unfathomable rage at the table you hit your elbow on. It's not that deep, Chris.
Your happiness comes first! Well... Second. Safety comes first, but happiness is way up there. Don't frown, he's not "coddling" you, he's just doing literally everything for you all of the time. If anything you should be grateful.
Despite the fact that he's a lot less likely to get angry with you than he would be with anyone else, if you continously brush off his attempts to help you and disregard his authority advice then he'll deem you a brat.
In which case he can get quite snarky, sassy Chris incoming.
He's not mad, just dissaponted.
(except he is mad, but he's not gonna take it out on you. Time to go punch a boulder)
if you're a reckless person and go out of your way to put yourself in dangerous positions then he'll have a heart attack.
At this rate you've probably cut his life expectancy in half due to stress, it's a relief you haven't put him in cardiac arrest.
On top of that, if you joke about it by asking him where all his grey hairs are you'll be given a bone chilling death stare. So you think your wellfare is a joke?
The same goes for anyone who poses a threat to your security. If the look isn't enough to ward them off then he won't hesitate to beat someone to a pulp.
If you get hurt it's an opportunity for him to lecture you for the hundredth time on this being WHY he's going to take the lead for you.
Que huffy Chris tending your wounds while making comments like "you are NOT to do this again. Do I make myself clear?"
If you've pissed him off enough then he'll consider letting you suffer through it. It upsets him to see you untreated, but you need to know your place - he's doing this for your safety afterall. Get it through your head.
The kinda guy to go "That's my ___!" whenever you do something that he deems vaguely impressive (aka, existing)
You'll actually find yourself beaming at his praise from time to time, it's always so genuine it feels earned. (especially after you've been putting up with his shit for long enough)
If he finds out you've got any unhealthy habits expect to be put in timeout. Put that cigarette out this instant! Have you eaten today, and if yes then what? Do you take meds? If so have you had them yet? Oh you'll take them now? Ok well he's going with you to make sure, don't object. Ok now that's sorted have you had at least 3 glasses of water today?
Conversations can become borderline interrogations if you have a history of slacking on your health. He is relentless when it comes to your wellbeing, to him it's well worth the risk of being incredibly annoying. God forbid you get a cold, and then that lowers your immune system and you get-
This can also go for friends of yours he thinks are unfit to influence you. Oh, they took you out drinking and had you stay out till midnight? That's nice. You're not seeing them again.
Now, he's not a total stick in the mud. He likes to see you have fun, just in moderation. The risk is never worth the reward. If you're so desperate to go out and have some fun then he'll go with you, to safeguard of course.
It goes on and on really. Just know this man would move mountains for you. To him, there's nothing greater in life than seeing you smile and assuring your welfare.
If you prove time and time again you're not taking your own protection seriously then he'll have to take matters into his own hands. He knows you'll be happier if you just suck it up.
A/N: thanks for the request, firm believer that Chris would absolutely give the best bear hugs <3
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