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localsimp4moms · 1 year

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The Tin Man (Preview)

Weather Report x Herbalist! Reader

A preview for part 1!

Water leaking on the ground as it spills itself over the lip of the wooden tub. Woollen fabric rubbed against itself in an attempt to remove the green staining from it, light slowly dimming as once bright blue skies became painted with pinks and gold.

The cooing sounds of birds accompany the sloshing of the dirty water, the day's excitements coming to a close. Young children making their way down cobbled paths, the echo of shoed feet and youthful giggles forces anyone to have a smile upon their face.

Perhaps it is time you call it a day too…

Peering up to the sky that slowly is lulling itself to sleep, you simply nod. Showing your gratitude for today's productivity. Slowly pulling the still stained fabric from the cold water, you raise it above your head. The added weight from residing water causes one to stumble at the slight shock. Though now began the process of drying the fabric, folding it over on itself the irritating fabric working itself on your skin.

Pulling it taught, the sound of brubbleing of releasing itself from its captor. The dirt path blow soaks itself, converting from a light brown, lightly dusted to one of deep colour, fresh, losing its slickly top coating of ash like substance.

Though the final moments of today's relaxation came to an abrupt end. Light feet smashing themselves down upon the narrow path to your small cottage. The smacking of leaves upon thick clothing, uneven breathing - panting.

Then the sudden plea from the voice of a young boy- “Y-Y/N!”

The sudden call of your own name caused you to jump, though peering from behind the sheet one is met by a red faced child. Sweat running down his face as he hunches, desperate to gain a breath. A mess of brown curls obscuring his water filled eyes as he gags on his words.

“Hurt- H-he! Help! P… Please!” A gurgle of words escaping the young boy's mouth before he desperately reaches for your sleeves, pleading.

An expression of confusion contorted on your face as the child continues to pull at your sleeves.

“Wait, slow down a moment child. Take a breath.” You speak crouching down, placing the white linen into the bucket, getting eye level with your new companion. A slight smile upon your face as you pat his head, an attempt to slow his hitched breaths.

It took a few moments before he had composed his breathing so he could formulate a full sentence and not just one of jittering words. “A-a man! He is hurt! You are the closest thing to a doctor! You have to help- he’s bleeding!”

It may have been a spear of moment thing, but you did not ask for more information about the injuries, simply telling the young boy to wait whilst you got a few necessities, generic things to treat cuts.

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A pebble tumbles down the slope, kicking up dirt and leaves as it barrels down. Gasps for breath are the only sound throughout the woods baring the snapping twigs under a weighted body.

“Keep going straight Y/N! He was just through there!” A small arm presented itself into your view as a concerned voice continued “Once you see him- I’ll- I’ll go back to the village! I’ll get- dad- Yeah dad! He will get the doctor!”

Pushing past low rose brambles that tour at your feet, you are met with a clearing, a small empty space, the song of a bird still alive here despite only a few minutes of the day left. Looking, eyes darting to find this injured man, one is met with a strange blue object in the distance

Bright red crimson ran down his palm, the thick liquid glissoning in the fleeting light of the sun. The gash oozing more of the metallic smelling liquid as he forms a fist close to his lips.

Ice blue eyes lock with yours; something lacking in their depth. Almost inhuman.

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I am still yet to proof read this! I just I want to get a lil preview out!

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localsimp4moms · 1 year

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#jjba vento auero #jjba self insert #jjba yandere #jjba #jojo pt 5 #jojo bizarre adventure #jojos #jjba oc #jjba part 5 #jojos part 5 #yandere jjba

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localsimp4moms · 1 year

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Yandere Fairy tale JJBA x Reader AU Concept

ome mindless idea I came up with that probably isn't that original. However I may as well post it lol

But imagen a fairytale where Y/N takes on the role of a young herbalist who runs into a range of troubled individuals whom they chose to take care of. However, in the world of magic and witchcraft there is only so much Y/N can do with their medical abilities to take on those who are now in her care.

I feel like it would be fun to be able to write some stories such as imprinting, enchantment and so on depending on what characters YN takes in. For example ‘Lil Red’ aka Narancia Ghirga.

I feel like Narancia would be able to add a fun twist on little red riding hood, instead of being a defenceless little girl who relies upon others I can see him being someone desperate to prove there independence; though they went about it in the wrong way. As a young run away turning to crime in order to help themselves live day to day only to pay for it now that they are older and a furtive. Due to this them becoming someone who does not truly live like everyone else, instead living for the thrill of life day to day. With little or no care what happens to themselves... Until they meet their darling- a blessing sent by god in there eyes...

Below is some rough drabble of something that i may write for this example above. Please keep in mind this was not proof read just because I wanted to writing something about this au to see if there was any interest at all lol.

Small woven basket clutched tightly in hand, as you make your way down the dirt path. Trees overhead gently rustling as the mid summer breeze sweeps across your face. Song birds keeping you company as the world of green and brown makes you forget today's woes.

As the path of dirt slowly fades into a clearing all you can do is allow a faint smile, pulling the page of paper from your breast pocket. The ingredients needed for tomorrow's patients; it was a little more than you were expecting to have to collect…

Oh well! You know these woods all too well, it should not be an issue to venture a little deeper than you normally would.

It was easy to get the first couple of ingredients you needed, keeping them bundled together with woven string in the basket you clutched. Though you had come up short on something… No issue, further you travel!

Pressing on slightly deeper into the woods, trees grew slightly more dense and the shrubbery thicker. Slightly nicking at your ankles as you graze scanned for the elusive herb. It shouldn't be too hard to find…

Aha! There it was; the pure white flowers that stand tall, proud as if they knew they were to aid in saving someone. Deep green stems that reach up to the cracks of light that fought their way to the ground through dense leaves.

“Finally found you!” The sound of your voice called as you see your goal. Eyes bright as you worked your way closer to the gift of the woods. The steps taken each time you get closer breaking small twigs that rested upon the ground. Though as you stumble your way closer, stepping upon a mossy log you have witness to a small birds eye view of the miniature meadow in front of you.

The sea of pure white, soldier-like flowers reaching out to their backdrop of brown and green -trees enclosing this small ocean of purity. Though as one's eyes settle upon the centre of the scene in front of you the peace of white is disturbed; intended slightly damaged, missing.

Browning knitting into a frown as you go to inspect, what could cause harm to such a flawless place?

Gently stepping down from the log, keeping careful as to not harm nature's creations, you approach the place in which it was damaged. The sun seemingly envelops the patch in a golden glow. Though the closer one gets the smell of pollen and sweetness is overtunt to that of bitter iron, metallic.

Less than 10 feet away the stains of red corrupt the small flowers, no longer pure white- bruised with deep reds that had begun to oxides to varying shades of brown. Your eyes widen for a brief moment, breath held in…

Placing yourself on your tiptoes… taking one more step forward…

There you bear witness the frail figure of a stranger, skin a tan colour… Face obscured from view by a nest of black upon them. Deep blues, greys and blacks adorning the body that lay upon its own back. Clasping tightly to a cloak that barely was draped upon their shoulders, a bright red that was abused with the marks of blood and dirt.

A sudden gasp of fear escapes from your lips as you stumble forward. Still unsure as to what was truly occurring in front of you, though the smell of something foul and metallic only allowed the imagination to run so far…

The crunch of flowers arise as the basket once clutched to tightly was abandoned and left behind, the sound continuing as your fumbling steps trample the ground and all else that lay in your wake… Inorder to help someone..

It’s not too late is it? How did they get here? How long have they been here?

Not a single thought made a connection as you fell to your knees at the side of the stranger. The brown pants you wore deepinging in hue as you kneel into a sickly smelling substance that coated most of the flowers around you both…

Blood-

BlooD! What? Why is he bleeding so much?

No- That should not be the most pressing thing at the moment- Is he breathing? Lowering your ear close to the strangers mouth you tried to feel- hear anything. It may have only been a moment though it was silent…

Then-

The rough sound of gurgling had allowed itself to escape from the stranger. That is one victory at least- It wasn’t too late.

A myriad of cuts lay upon the strangers skin. Varying in depth and size… Though the largest one upon his stomach- he needed help. But you are in the middle of nowhere- There's no hospitals close enough-

Home! You can treat him to some extent at home! Call the doctor in the next town over immediately when you get there- But how? How were you going to move the young man?

You can’t-

He will bleed out- Compression? How?

Mind running amuck causing more strife than any good you simply followed your gut… Screaming of seams fill the air as the shirt you hard warn becomes a makeshift bandage… Once white of the purest kind the cotton soon found itself soaked in red…

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The once warm breeze of the summer's day was dwindling into that of the cool nights. Song birds had long gone to sleep and the quiet humm of night life within the wild animals took their place. Though the song of a young out of breath herbalist echoed on as the harsh sound of weighted feet upon cobbles accompanied the noise.

Before long a bash of a heavy door against ageing walls is the welcome home an empty house received. Dark without light… The creaking of floor boards is ignored as your tiered figure places a groaning young man upon your own bed.

Quickly reaching for an oil lamp, to allow for some light to aid you in your fleeting hope to help this stranger, you strike a match obtained from the bedside table. Struck it and like magic you now have a faint light…

The cluttering of glasses, mortar and pestle and so on carried themselves out through the night… Only ever so often interrupted with the sound of water being dumped into the yard or the yelps that escape this strange man's lips.

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You had never spent so long washing your hands before, no matter how much you tried to wash them they seemingly did not lose the deep red colour- or smell. Though it could just be your mind playing tricks on you.

You were yet to see someone as hurt as that young man in your bed.

With a quick sigh, you shake your head dumping the bucket of water out once more before you hurried down the street to the well for what felt like the hundredth time… The soft glow of yellow showed you the sign of a new day, though no birds sang just yet. It was only you with the sound of rope being yanked as you drew a new bucket from the well…

As you enter the house, you take the bucket to the bedroom in which the stranger still layed. Placing it beside the bed as you retrieve a cloth from the kitchen, you could finally try and clean some of the grime that had dried to his skin that would not budge before.

Folding the soft fabric that was in hand before plunging it into the ice like water, slowly bringing it to the face of the stranger. Gently brushing it along his chin, trying to avoid harming the bruised skin that seemingly covered half his face.

The tanned skin of the stranger slowly contorted in discomfort despite the attempt to avoid pain. Though you couldn’t help but speak to the sleeping figure. “I’m sorry… I know it’s cold- uncomfortable even… but I need to clean you up.” Your eyes soft as you gaze upon the slender man, a slight smile upon your face as you continue to clean dried mud from his cheeks.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure the doctor comes here soon. You’ll be the first he see’s… I’ll make sure of it.” In all honesty you didn’t know if you were trying to comfort the man who laid in your bed or yourself more, though your voice reminded me softly as you smiled.

He’s stable, he will be fine.

Your eyes however soft in the gaze grew heavy, one of sleep over powering you. Though you could not sleep- not yet they still need the doctor… You need to keep watch…

Placing your head on the mattress you rested for a moment. Hearing the now regulated breaths of the stranger…

You slightly chuckle to yourself as you grow more drowsy as moments pass by “I think I’ll call you… lil red. The cloak you held onto no matter what… and well- you seemed to be covered in enough red when I first saw you..”

The war with your eyes slowly lost as your vision faded to black…

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It was not the sound of song birds that awoke you- but the sudden sound of yelling. Then the harsh pain of your hair being pulled by the root- Causing one's eyes to thrash open in a half asleep array of fear, anger and confusion.

Sight still blurred by this sudden startle- though the sound of a voice that was coated in rage.

“Who the fuck are you!? Answer me you whore- Or I swear I’ll strangle you right here and now!”

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localsimp4moms · 1 year

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Mindless Yandere write up

Below is some very much rushed generic yandere writing I didn't finish lol Feel free to place any character in the place. It shouldn't take longer than 2 minutes to read!

No trigger warnings needed for this one.

The innocence of the once pure white ground, now tainted with red. Staining the floor with the colour of passion, fear… love. The sound of rhythmic beating-footsteps- through its icy grip had just stopped a moment ago.

Now all that accompanied the silence was the gasps of air that escaped from the single hunched over figure that brought the waste land of white to life. Lips burning with each breath as the hot air that escaped fought the frigid surroundings.

Small hands riddled with the tales of hundreds of cuts desperately clutching to fresh snow that lay in front of you. The bitterly cold love it presented soothed your lips,pooling with blood at their surface. Brused, damaged…

Lungs burning as you attempt to stand straight once again. It hadn’t been long…

Keep going. He was going to be here soon. He was going to get you again. Go-

Where could you go? Where are you?

Why had you run off into the woods? Why were you so dumb?

Mind racing with anything but a rational thought, you step forward to begin your mindless run in hopes of freedom once more. Only to be greeted with sudden darkness…

A sudden new warm present at your face, disturbing your view. Then that all too familiar love sweet voice mixed with childish joy…

“Caught ya’, doll!”

No-

No!

No It’s not fair- You just got out. He wasn’t in the house. How? How did he catch up?

Breaths that were steady for only a few seconds, once again became erratic and desperate. Your hands clasping to the hands that covered your view, desperately pulling, pushing anything. To get out of this filthy monster's grip.

Barking out anything that comes to mind you try to break away: “Please let go! I won’t do it again! Please!”

Though your peas, bargains- whatever they were- fell on deaf ears. The hands however removed there hold from your delicate features, as your eyes once again are met with the bright white landscape they begin to prick with water. He already caught you…

What a useless fool you are. How did you already get caught? No way it had even been an hour yet.

#yandere #yandere boyfriend #male yandere #tw yandere #yandere writing #yandere drabble

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localsimp4moms · 1 year

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Yandere Mista! Attempted force feeding

The contents of this post/blog may not be for everyone!

This was made as a 30 minute warm up writing session. Hens the poor quality and short length.

Word Count:497

Read time: 3 minutes ~ [approximate]

TW: Yandere themes, attempted force feeding, mention of kidnapping, cringe

Your sunken eyes peer up, once bright and very much excited to be living out on your own. You now regret that choice, you thought you were an adult now, yet you were very much just an overgrown naive child. Why did you not pick up on the strange events? Why didn’t you notice your things missing? Why didn’t you just pay more attention?

Brought back to reality with another prod of the cool metal spoon to your mouth. The frustrated face of your captor in front of you, his lips drawn back as he hisses.

“How many fucking times do I have to tell you? It’s not fucking drugged!” The young man huffed as he once again shoved the spoon at your face. Only to be met with the same expression of up turnt brows and tightly sealed lips that were carved into a frown,

How long had he kept you here again? You weren’t too sure, days and nights seemed to merge into one. Despite that you were aware that you hadn’t eaten since you came here. Who would though? You were kidnapped after all…

“Just eat it, tesoro…” Mista began to slowly stroke your cheek, trying to coax you into just having a single bite. You weren’t even sure what he was trying to feed you. You couldn’t see the contents of the bowl that he attempted to hide behind himself.

Afraid to open your mouth to argue with him you simply shook your head, trying to edge yourself from the captor's touch, your eyes looking for any way to escape from having to eat what this stranger is trying to give you.

That seemed to be the breaking point for Mista, you moving away from him - or at least trying.

“What the hell are you even looking at!? I bring you here so no one other than me can look at you- and you- you!” The young man's eyes widen as he suddenly grabs you by your shirt collar. “You have to look at me! Look at me!” A voice that clashed with anger and need echoed throughout the empty room.

The heavy eyes you call your own look, you look at him. The monster that keeps you here. Brows still knitted and upturned though this turn accompanied with the formation of fresh salt water that sits silently waiting for their chance to escape. They look at the beast in front of you in fear, in a desperate attempt to escape his anger.

“You won’t speak, eat or look at me? You ungrateful-” The sudden twinge of metal on cool concrete causes you to squirm as you find a rough, calas hand gripping at your lower jaw.

Legs kicking out in front of you as you crane your neck backwards. However, the feudal attempt of escape made no difference as the beast gritted his teeth.

“Tesoro, please. It doesn’t have to be this rough… I just want you to have a single bite..”

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