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heartfullofleeches · 29 minutes

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who's that pokemon-

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heartfullofleeches · 6 hours

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Girlboss gaslight hatekeep bunny and her malewife(gn) wolf darling sounds. So cute. Bonus points if she buys them a cute collar and gives ear scratches whenever they bend down to her height.

"Gah!"

Your heart leaps into your throat as your front door flies open. What- Who is in your apartment? You weren't expecting any guests - let alone any who already had a key to the one place you felt truly safe. You haven't had any recent visitors besides-

"Lilith."

You hear the air drawn through her teeth - the portrait of her shadow growing taller against the light bleeding from the living room as she nears. You still had time to flee - if you wanted. She may have the upper hand on you most days, but you're still bigger and faster than her. That leaves the question of where you'll run to. This is your home after all. Maybe a neighbor? The police? They'll call you the crazy one once they see her, but anything is better than her being here.

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Lillie?"

You swallow the lump in your throat - pointing your eyes at her foot rapidly tapping at the asphalt. "You... You said only your friends call you that."

"Ugh." The rabbit sneers. You still feel the heat of her stare upon you. You contemplate squeezing past her as she moves closer, but you can already hear her sobbing to her friends about how the mean wolf locked her out in the cold. The sharp edge of a small box jabs you center between your ribs as she shoves it against your chest.

"Open it."

"What is i-"

"Just do it."

Nervously, you peel back the wrapper paper with prudence a professional would have during a bomb defusal. If only Lilith was as innocent and kind as the little smiling bunnies printed on the brightly colored sheet. You pry open the boxes lid, half expecting something to pop out at you as your shoulders lock up. After several beats of silence, you insert your hand into the gift box-

"Wait, how did you get a key to my apartment?"

Lilith brushes your hand out of the way, grabbing you by the collar of your shirt as she grabs the item for you. You tell as she pulls you to her height - frozen as she fastens something around your neck.

"Is this... a collar?"

"Clearly. Our anniversary is coming up soon so I had to get you something at least."

She scratches behind your left ear. When did you start dating again?

"T-thanks...Can you tell me how you got the key now?"

"Get your ass inside this apartment."

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #yandere insert #yandere oc #yandere blurb #yandere hybrid #Lilith my oc #female yandere

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heartfullofleeches · 8 hours

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The ask I'm referencing- now I can't stop thinking about it

I miss C.C

Your ask reminds me of that one alien darling and C.C request I never finished where they surprise C.C (who has two "pistols" in his true form) with their several tendril dicks.

Anyway, yeah I miss C.C too

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heartfullofleeches · 8 hours

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I miss C.C

Your ask reminds me of that one alien darling and C.C request I never finished where they surprise C.C (who has two "pistols" in his true form) with their several tendril dicks.

Anyway, yeah I miss C.C too

#Might finish that tonight actually...

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heartfullofleeches · 9 hours

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would you rather be stuck in a forest with V or a bear?

I mean - long as I don't fuck with the bear it'll leave me alone. Then again, V probably has a few survival skills stored in the back of his brain from stuff his dad taught him during the handful of times they went hunting together when he was a kid....

I still choose the bear tho-

#V my oc

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heartfullofleeches · 9 hours

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my wife

Fell in love with quirky murderbot so here's a quirky murderbot Yan that may or may not just want to kill you (tw: death mentions/idolization)

A bath at six in the morning.

You never had the time or energy for it before...

The water was nice. Not too hot, not too cold; pealing the spell of sleep off you at a temperature ideal for a peaceful rise. Enmeshed with first light of the waking sun, the water captures its amber glow - sunken petals at your feet shaded in the afterglow. It smelled faintly of lavender, and a colleague of lesser offenders you couldn't tell. Citrus?... Vanilla? You can't recall a time when your skin has felt smoother - so you don't bother to ask. You know better than to.

The door opens. You lower your knees as the latching stand of a tray attaches to the arms of the tub. Yogurt peers up at you from its bowl with a blueberry smile and sliced banana eyes. A flower vase, and a pair of headphones are its offering to you. A yellow smiley face sticker is plastered to the glass' side.... It shines your spoon before setting it on the tray.

"Brought you leetle snack to keep you steady til you get out. Studies show everything in it boosts mood and happiness levels in humans. I also brought you some headphones so that my outbursts don't effect you while I'm preparing breakfast."

You blow air into the water as you sink deep. "Mhm...."

Your observer gasps. "By my calculations, you seem more relaxed than usual this morning." Does that mean my services have acceptable this morning?"

Here it comes. "I guess."

"You are... satisfied with my work and efforts?"

"Yes."

"... Gonna smile for me?"

"nah."

A knife clatters to the floor.

"I spent nine hours.... "

You put on the headphones as you ease against the floor of the tub.

"9 FUCKING HOURS GETTING THAT PANSY SCHTICK DOWN PACK. DO U KNOW HOW FUCKIN' HARD THAT IS FOUR ME?!?! I GET ROBOT PTSD EVERYTIME I LOOK AT THOSE MANUALS."

"At least you spoke proper English."

"I ran you a bath and didn't plant one of my eyes in the cabinet this time .... BE HAPPY FOUR ONE SEC AND LET ME KILL YOU ALREADY GOD DAMN IT!"

The world is full of too many unfortunate people. Scornful and bitter; miserable and hopeless. It much be such a pain for those people to exist in place unfit for them - when a solution was right around the corner, but they're too damaged to ever see it. You can't be down, if The moto engraved into the mechanized heart of every bot sent out by the Happy Dayz corporation to this prevalent threat to society. They could be anyone you know.

"DOWN3R 4L3RT!!!!!! THR0UGH M0D3R4T10N 4ND H34VY CONSIDERATION, Y0U [Y/n], H4V3 B33N T4RG3T3D 4S 4 D0WN3R. TH3 0NLY CUR3 1S IMM3DIATE T3RM1N4T10N AS T0 4V01D WIDESPREAD INF3CT10N OF THE DISEASE. IF YOU BELIEVE THIS IS AN ERROR, PLEASE RESPOND TO THIS EMAIL WITHIN 4 HOURS AND TWENTY MINUTES OF RECEIVING. TH4NKS. XOXO]

Downer - level three in their classifications and the "incurables" People who will drag themselves and everyone around them down for a crumb of self gratification. Those who drown in the rain when the sun is a reach away; never to come back to shore. Orders were to execute these individuals on sight - but everyone deserves one last chance to smile. And that's how you met D.Kay

In your utmost defense, it was nearly three when you received the email. Even if you were awake, you probably would've written it off as spam and tossed it away all the same. You didn't think of yourself as a negative person, just one with not alot to be happy for. Within those few hours before dawn came a knock at the door and your worse nightmare unveiled - wearing that damned yellow mask.

"Hiya! Name'z D.Kay! Short for somethin' I kno, but U won't be alive long nuff for me to remember. I should be slammin' ur head through a wall, but it'z ur right as a living human to get one more smile in before u croak and my job to make it happen."

That was five months ago. Five long months. Given, there were some benefits. It was their goal to make your life better after all - before ending it. They helped you get a raise, cleaned up messed they mostly made, and a slew of efforts to bring out that smile. Sure your lips may quirk up or you'll smirk a bit - but that isn't a smile. They've also thrown knives into your walls, taken over your bed and refuse to let you sleep elsewhere, and snores. There's also the whole killing you thing, but that's minor at this point.

"Aw, come on- Dyin' cain't be that bad. I'd do it if I could. U'll feel better once ur in the grave." "Smiling feels so good, u' kno. The best way to use ur muscles. Besides slitting someone's throat." "This is my first mission....I was hoping to see gutz by now."

That was as far as your relationship went until one month ago. They've been acting.. strange. They wish you good morning more days than they ask if you're ready to smile. You often wake up with their arms around you and your clothes laid out. They refuse to let you dress yourself if you're going out. They stare for hours, jumping out windows if needed to get when you notice. You didn't have many friends before, but with them around they were ghosts. If you didn't know any better it was almost like they-

"LET ME KISS YOU - WHY ARE U MAKING THIS SO HARD!"

Nevermind. Wait- "Did you say...."

D.kay's impossibly side eyes shrink, mask bleeding red. "I SAID KILL. K-I-L-L. WHY WOULD I EVER BE DOWN BAD FOR A DOWNER?"

"Then why haven't you killed me yet?"

All at once their tantrum stops. It's the shortest to date. Their head dips back as if pulling the most dramatic of eye rolls. "Protocol.. U know that."

"I read the manual. If a downer refuses your olive branch you have permission to kill them and return immediately."

D.kay doesn't say a word, face still beat red from their slip up. Their hands twitch. Seething, they snatch the spoon from the tray. "Good luck without this. Enjoy your bath."

They slam the door as they leave, sinking again it. Hearing the water remain still, they pull their legs to their chest and kick the wall, hold back enough to prevent another hole. They always come when you're upset - why can't you do anything right? They pull a photo from their pocket. The photo. A picture of someone who looks so much like you it's scary, but they could never be you. They're smiling. It's small - a blip compared to the cheesy grins of everyone surrounding them, but it's still a smile. The best they've ever seen. Something feels wrong whenever they look between you and that person. Maybe they're broken too.

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heartfullofleeches · 9 hours

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I need D.Kay back like yesterday tho- they bbg for real and i love how quirky yet violent they can get- For context, D.Kay is android created by a cooperation meant to prevent people from becoming or to execute Downers - people taken over by their anger or sadness and morphed into creatures by said emotions. There are two types of android - Smilers and Executioners. Smilers improve peoples lives for the better. Executioners slaughter those deemed unsavable and wear their faces for a period of time to lessen the chance of loved ones becoming Downers in their grief.

D.Kay is an protype Executioner, however in his own grief the creator of this company implemented him with the memories of his dead son. The founder's son was a overly positive and happy guy which overwrites D.Kay's need for bloodshed and makes them an unofficial Slimer.

D.Kay's darling in their first fic was falsely failed as a downer and D.Kay was sent to kill them. Unbeknownst to them, that error was quickly fixed by D.Kay and they now harass live with their darling to make sure every day is bright and happy for them......he kinda sucks ass at it tho-

#d.kay my oc #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere oc #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere android #yandere robot

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heartfullofleeches · 10 hours

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For android/robot yans we have Cherry, Melon, Lemon, Lime, Clementine-

Then there's just D.kay who's......just a fucked up little guy with a non fruit themed name

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heartfullofleeches · 10 hours

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Drink water or I will water you with a watering can

-The Hydration Anonymous🌊

all my water is frozen rn because i like to walk around while listening to music and i have to do some task or i feel stupid for it so i just put water bottles in the freezer

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heartfullofleeches · 10 hours

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Melon for the person who asked about them

Loser (incel) Reader and Sex-maid bot Yan. Reader orders their new toy same day shipping - grateful to the gods for not having to deal with the hassle of making themselves presentable to other humans, and no longer having to clean their room. A little mistake in mailing leads to them getting their robot a day later than expected, and a large crack in its visor. Reader is obviously pissed by this development, but powers the bot on to see the extent of the damage. It works just fine - minus the loss of its built in knowledge and abilities.

They know their prime directive, but they can't wash a single dish or fold clothes. Other parts of them still function so Reader is fine keeping them around and teaching them what to do while it warms their bed. The Bot feels so useless to their master. All they ever do is question them and break every vase they hold like the ditz it is. Their master even gave them the nickname of Melon likely for the damage they've taken. They'll probably have their memories erased when the repair team comes in....

"All fixed. Just a few unplugged wires at that nasty crack. There seems to be some other bugs, but we'd need to take it in to examine."

"You said they work now, right? It's fine. I don't want to have to teach them how to organize my desk properly again. Those figures are collectables."

Their master was letting them keep their precious memories?... The human had never been the nicest, but they weren't outright cruel either. It was almost....cute how protective of their belongings they were. It was their possession too... Fully capable of pleasing their master in all forms, Melon wouldn't waste their second chance.

They cook their master's favor meals without over seasoning or cooking it. They wash clothes and scold their silly master for wearing things multiple days at a time. They wait hand and foot by day and nights....nights are their favorite part. They sit quietly through their master's God awful attempts at flirting in the off chance they ever seek a human mate - but something's off. There's an ache in their chest whenever they imagine their master with another. Their answers to their master's terrible flirts comes start from that hole when the correct thing to do was tell them of their errors and why no human would want them if they said those things.

No human deserved them anyway... All their master needed to be satisfied - was them

Crackposts under cut - suggestive themes

Melon: Master, what's this? :)

Loser Reader: My body pillow. It stains easy so put it down.

Melon: Ah, it's precious to you then? I'll take good care of it :D

Melon: Master, what's this? :)

Loser Reader: A knife. Be careful with it.

Melon: Oh, it's dangerous? I'll keep it far away from you! <3

Melon: Master.... who is this?

Loser Reader: My crush from highschool. Meant to throw that picture away after they rejected me

Melon: They don't mean anything to you anymore?... I think I've found somewhere to store that knife

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Loser Reader: sighs My friend really wants me to meet their sibling. Guess I better get dressed.

Melon, on their knees: Master ~ it currently 1:14pm. Time for your daily bi-hourly head

Loser Reader: My wha- [ziiip] Fuck, wait-

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Loser Reader, attempting to flirt: you are a moderately attractive person and in the case I snap and kill everyone - I'd go on the run and change my name with you... or save you for last. How was that?

Melon, wiping fakes tears: You have such a beautiful way with words, master

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Stranger: Oh, hello- Is Y/n home? We meet online at while ago and they gave me their addresses in case I visit because I only live an hour away

Melon: Hmph, can you pleasure my master while rearranging their game library in alphabetical order at the same time? I think not. Good-bye!

#I miss them now they're cute

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heartfullofleeches · 10 hours

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hi! you said you'd written 1 thing on android Melon before, but i cant find it under the 'melon my oc' tag. do you think you could reblog or link it again? im really curious to learn more about her and their origins :0]

Yea I'll dig it up tumbler tag system is weird ...or i forgot to tag it

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heartfullofleeches · 12 hours

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👉👈 could I have some requests/asks for Aspen [Housewife Assassin Yan]? I love him but I got nothing else rn

#Aspen my oc

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heartfullofleeches · 1 day

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Oh wait Cherry's back? Is the other one coming back? I really liked her but I can't remember her name...

Clementine? Yeah, I'd love to do more with her too. I love my decommissioned military android turned maid wife

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heartfullofleeches · 1 day

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what gender do you guys usually see Damsel as? I use they for ease/cause they use any but 8/10 they're male in my brain because pretty boys in dresses are my bed and butter. That being said fem Damsel is an excellent choice too

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heartfullofleeches · 1 day

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nevermind, I saw your damsel posts from september-november 2023 that all described them with blond hair. Also, if damsel is still in their "villain era" do you think they would purposely wear thin or revealing dresses to lure in as many people as possible like the pretty light on an angler fish? Or are they the type to wear those long floor-length formal princess dresses that cover everything?

Damsel is fond of the innocent princess look - least when it comes to physical appearance. Subtlety is what fools most. They wear a somewhat modest length dress, but some knights with a more perverse gaze than others may notice a slit in their dress from the "attack" they faced at the hands of that horrible beast that reveals the maiden's fair skin beneath or how it drapes off their shoulders. I imagine when they first switched from the whole horrifying monster look to sweet, kind princess they wore those long, poofy dresses to hide any imperfections in their transformation until they got it right-

Now, if it's their knight at the door - that dress would be see-through.

#Damsel my oc #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere x you #yandere oc #yandere insert #yandere blurb

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heartfullofleeches · 1 day

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Why is Cherry so… like that?

Cherry has a liiiitle bug in his system that can lead him to certain impulses/outbursts. He doesn't want it removed as he fears losing it will also take the feelings and emotions he's developed for his master with it. That - and his human should really restrict his access to the Internet. His glitch is the biggest cause for him wanting to chuck Reader's guests out the window, but he's also just a bit of a freak. Whether that's also his glitch or a result of all the relationship advice he's researched is anyone's guess

#Cherry my oc #yandere android #yandere robot #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere

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heartfullofleeches · 1 day

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Can I help Damsel with carrying their boobs?

Damsel as they are in base human form is flat chested - but, they've never been shy of modifying their body to better suit their knight's preffered tastes so if you wanted to help them out in that department you could-

#Damsel my oc #yandere oc #yandere

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