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carnivorousyandeere · 1 year

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Yandere Witch x Reader

CW: Reader Death, Reader Nudity (Bath)

Gender neutral reader, yandere is referred to with they/them pronouns but does not have a set gender/name yet

Not nsfw but it is kinda violent so I’d prefer it if minors didn’t read/like/reblog.

This is my first time writing this sort of thing. Sorry if the formatting is off, Tumblr Mobile is kinda weird lol

(Please Blacklist the tag “#ghost reader” if you don’t wanna see this)

🥀 It was an early morning in early spring, when frost still covered the ground some mornings, that you woke to find your bed cold with the absence of your partner.

🥀 You yawned and got up to look for them, drawing a blanket around yourself. They were outside, digging in the garden soil outside of the house.

🥀 “So sorry I woke you, my love,” they said, wiping sweat from their forehead and leaving a trail of dirt in its wake. The smile they gave you was entirely too bright for so early in the morning, warming you more than the barely-risen sun could. “I’m just renewing some of the wards before the earth wakes again.”

🥀 You assured them it was alright, and offered to make something warm to drink for the both of you. They smiled again, eyes twinkling up at you from where they kneeled in the garden. “I’ll be inside in just a bit. Maybe we can make breakfast together~”

🥀 You hummed in assent, going back into the cottage to get everything started for the morning.

🥀 You and the Witch had been dating for a while. You almost couldn’t believe it, to be honest. They were so gentle, kind, and patient— everything you might look for in an ideal partner. Not to mention their looks; dark hair and eyes, and a dorky lopsided little grin that they reserved just for you… You felt so lucky, thinking of the time spent together.

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🥀 The days went by quickly, as the last creeping chills of winter finally gave way to birdsong and the greenery of spring. The vernal equinox came and went, as the forests and meadows filled with flowers and insects and animals.

🥀 The Witch continued to work hard day by day, tending to the garden, gathering ingredients from the woods, and making tinctures for nearby villages.

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🥀 Before too long, spring warmed into a blessedly mild summer. On one such afternoon, your Witch asked you to come with them for a date; a picnic in a nearby meadow.

🥀 “You don’t have to worry about, um, bugs and mosquitos and such, I’ve got a spell…” They rambled on a bit. Despite having been together for some time, their face flushed just as much as it had the first time they’d asked you out. You giggled, linking your arm with theirs and telling them to lead the way.

🥀 And lead they did— to a breathtakingly beautiful clearing in the forest. The last golden rays of the sun filtered through the trees as you set up the blanket and ate together. You talked and laughed up a storm, admiring the flowers and trees around.

🥀 Eventually, the food was all eaten and the mood mellowed. Nighttime swept gently over, bringing fireflies out along with the calming hum of crickets.

🥀 You moved the picnic basket to the side, and laid on the blanket to look up at the sky. “Tell me some about the stars?” You asked your Witch.

🥀 They protested that astrology was not their strong suit, but still laid next to you, and began to point to different constellations and tell their stories. Some beautiful, some tragic, many a mixture of both.

🥀 Eventually they trailed off and the two of you rested in that comfortable silence. No words, just the crickets’ hum.

🥀 “…what do you think about marriage?” They asked. Your heart leaped into your throat and you turned to look at them. But they didn’t look back, gaze fixed resolutely on the moon crawling ever-so-slowly overhead, as if they were scared of what your gaze might reflect back to them.

🥀 “I-I’m not sure…” You couldn’t say you hadn’t thought about it— of course you had! But you’d never really talked about it before, and the muggy, balmy midnight air seemed to cloud your head, and you couldn’t quite find the right words to express your feelings...

🥀 They hummed in acknowledgment.

🥀 Silence stretched between the two of you again, although this time was much less comfortable. You could feel the tension on the back of your throat, heavy and sickly. Until they broke the silence.

🥀 “You know… I’ve been thinking about regrets a lot lately. What I might… regret doing, or not doing, when my life comes to a close. As somebody who works with the cycles of the earth, I know I shouldn’t fear death, but… I can’t help but worry sometimes. There’s just the most peculiar feeling that…” They trailed off, finally turning their head to look at you.

🥀 You stared at one another, their gaze unusually sharp and pensive. “There’s this feeling… Hmm. I don’t know. I guess that I’m scared to die— the uncertainty of it all. It could be quite painful.”

🥀 “If you had to guess, what do you think would be the best way to die?”

🥀 Despite the lingering summer warmth, you couldn’t help but shiver as a clammy breeze brushed past. The tension in your throat settled low, curdling in your gut.

🥀 “Oh, I’m sorry my dear. I didn’t mean to frighten you… I suppose that was a rather serious topic to bring up out of the blue. Here.” They lifted you to lay on their chest easily, hand coming up to stroke the back of your neck.

🥀 “No, it’s fine,” you breathed, shivering again from the light touch of their fingers down your neck and and back. You whispered your answer to their question, face buried in the crook of their neck. You considered your next words carefully.

🥀 “You’re not… sick, or anything, are you?” You asked. You were no stranger to late-night morbid conversations with your Witch, but their demeanor this time around was different.

🥀 “Huh? Oh, no, my dear! I didn’t mean to make it sound like… like I’m on death’s door or anything like that. I’m so sorry for worrying you my love, my brain just got the better of me tonight.”

🥀 They pressed kisses to the top of your head in apology, running their hands comfortingly up and down your back and arms.

🥀 “Hmm…” they looked at the moon again, hanging higher in the sky than before. “I think it’s about time we head back, darling. Here, let me carry you.”

🥀 You dozed in their arms as they walked back, bundled up in the picnic blanket. They tucked you into bed when you got back and held you until you fell into deep sleep. When you woke, they were outside, working in the garden.

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🥀 They seemed… more distant after that, perhaps worried that they had moved too fast with the marriage talk. Or maybe… they really were sick, and trying to hide it as long as they could. You pushed the thought away whenever it popped up. Surely they would come to you with something so important?

🥀You would often spot them pacing the edge of the property, even after all the other work for the day was done. The cottage felt much less alive in their increasingly frequent absences.

🥀 Even when they were home, they were much more closed off. Their sweet, dorky smiles that you loved so much became rarer as time wore on, no matter how you tried to cheer them up.

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🥀 Summer ripened into autumn, golden and crisp.

🥀 Your beloved Witch seemed to spend all of their time working now. You wanted to support them, but the way they had been holding you at arm’s length for months finally got to you. You broke down and cried when they got back from delivering potions one day.

🥀 Their tired eyes filled with panic as you begged for an explanation, asking if you had done something wrong, if they still loved you… if maybe they had found someone else along their delivery route they liked more…?

🥀 “No, no, please, baby! I love you so so much. Everything I’m doing is for us! You’ll see. I’m so sorry baby, I didn’t realize you felt like this…”

🥀 They drew you a bath, with flowers and fine soaps in it, carefully washing you, reassuring you of their love. You wanted to enjoy it, but their once-comforting words and soft touches felt hollow.

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🥀 The fall did not stay crisp and beautiful forever. Torrential rains washed away the colorful foliage, leaving a grey and foggy landscape in their wake.

🥀 You and your Witch’s relationship was not at its best, but as Samhain approached, their spirits seemed to lift and it was easier to talk with them.

🥀 Their eyes began to sparkle again, though the bags under their eyes made their smiles feel more manic than genuine.

🥀 All the same, you were relieved to see glimpses of the kind, excitable soul you’d fallen for originally. Hope and affection bloomed in your heart anew.

🥀 They began to have more time to spend with you and take you on dates. If ever you asked them about work, they would brush it off, saying that they’ve already done everything they needed to, that now is the time to sit back and enjoy the harvest.

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🥀 By the time the veil between worlds had thinned, things felt almost normal with your Witch again. You talked and laughed together just like you used to.

🥀 On a particularly cold night, they made a romantic dinner for the both of you. You talked and laughed, and even danced a little that night. You fell asleep, warmer and happier than you had in ages, curled up next to your beloved.

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🥀 You awoke to terror.

🥀 Your beloved, over you, ensuring that you would die however you said you wanted…

🥀 “This is what you said you wanted, isn’t it?”

🥀 You try to scream but can’t, grabbing at their forearms. Your nails gouged deeply into them.

🥀 They tried to keep a pleasant expression for your sake, but couldn’t help twitching at the pain.

🥀 Their eyes, so determined, bored into your panicked ones as they tried to comfort you.

🥀 “Shh, shhh. I know it’s scary, but everything will be alright… Just trust me…”

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🥀 When you woke again, it was with great confusion. You felt like you’d had a horrible dream, but you couldn’t quite remember what had happened in it. Your beloved Witch wasn’t in bed.

🥀 All the same, the date night last night had been so wonderful. You felt lighter than air as you glided out to see your partner, working diligently in the garden as they always seemed to.

#yandere #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #mdni #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #my thoughts #manipulation #death cw #yandere x you #yandere tw #yandere cw #witch yandere #necromancer yandere #ghost reader #yandere oc #god DAMN this ended up being long lmfao #oc Mika

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winsdayink · 2 months

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Couple of Team Rocket/part time Plasma ocs, Mika and Dali who are very good at their job and are not causing problems on purpose (unless thats the job)

#pkmn #oc Dali #oc Mika #team rocket

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bittercoldbrew · 1 year

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Tideline (2786 words) by BitterTori Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Coral Island (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Rafael (Coral Island Video Game)/Original Character(s) Characters: Rafael (Coral Island Video Game), Original Non-Binary Character Additional Tags: Slice of Life, Getting to Know Each Other, Fluff, Oh No He's Hot, Rating May Change, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Falling In Love, this is so self-indulgent please don't look at me, his autistic swag has bewitched me body and soul Summary:

Mika's just trying their best, starting over, taking some time to help clean up their grandparents' old farm and figure out what they wanna do with their life. But wow, that's way easier said than done. Turns out the farm is far larger and in much worse shape than they realized.

Maybe their life is, too.

A sleepless night drags them out of bed and into the quiet, pre-dawn streets of Starlet Town in search of direction, or answers, or something. What they find is a handsome, soft-spoken blacksmith willing, at least, to listen.

Maybe that'll be more than enough.

Whoops, okay, if you've been wondering what I've been up to lately, the answer is mostly playing Coral Island, and now also writing fic about Coral Island 😅 What can I say? I love this game and I love Rafael and I wanted to write some stuff about him and my farmer, so here they are, being cute and awkward and sweet imo 🥹 Thanks for reading 😌<3

#coral island #coral island rafael #coral island fanfiction #rafael sanchez #tideline #my writing #oc mika #alright sheesh i think that's all my bases covered #anyway even if you dont go here i do very truly recommend this game its so satisfying and wholesome and lovely #its still in early access but it has been such a treat to watch it develop and unfold #each new update has been exciting and well executed and the dev team really takes feedback to heart i love it #ive only ever occasionally dabbled in the farm sim genre. was never able to really get into stardew.#but this is far and away the best execution of the genre ive encountered and (again) its still just in early access #(and also eventually theyre gonna incorporate multiplayer so like. if you do get it come add me on steam lmao)#anyway. mika's just like 'was anyone gonna romance the hell outta this kind sweet beefcake?' and then doesnt wait for an answer #i mean. just look at him. baby boy....baby

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inky-bean · 1 year

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More Mika, more pink ✨

#original character #oc #character design #illustration #oc mika #my art

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nokaru · 1 year

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🪨 🔥 🍦 🥊 for any AnS OC you choose! 😁

hello hello thank you for the ask NOW i can unleash my oc hell upon yall AHA - im insane about my underground ans ocs so i picked lot of different ones LETS GOO

🪨 ROCK - do they make friends easily? (if not) why?

picking Zarr and Tom for this one cause despite being father son duo they are as different as can be

Tom is well loved and can be friends with about ANYONE...is he sincere about it? who knows. He's big people person and understanding others is one of his biggest strengths. Overall just a pleasure to be around. He is quick to disarm and tear down anyone's walls.

Zarr on the other hand can stand the presence of very few people, guy has had the same 5 friends since his teens (the ones who haven't died yet at least). Being big scary grumpy old man doesn't help with making friends either. It's okay though he doesn't need anyone new.

🔥 FIRE - what angers them easily? how do they handle their anger?

Nokaru's time to shine! Lot of stuff angers her tbh she's got lot of pent up anger within her cause of her past, she resolves most conflicts with violence sooo yeah...She used to be the kicking and screaming type ohh so many broken mirrors and smashed glasses. She's working on controlling herself a lot, so far so good. She cools off by screaming in the forest.

The main cause of her anger is mostly misconduct (both of her and others) and her own actions when she reflects on them. Also overly hot tea or coffee.

🍦 ICE CREAM - what is their favorite treat?

Haru: give this man a whole pastry shop pls he deserves it. Haru has biiig sweet tooth so anything sweet is right up his alley - tho pudding and cakes are his fav. oh also lollipops (doesn't matter he's 19) hes just a lil guy

🥊 BOXING GLOVE - what is their go-to fighting style (hand-to-hand, short range, long range, etc)?

Most of my underground OCs prefer using hand-to-hand, daggers, throwing knives, swords ect. only OC who uses really long range fighting style is lil Mika, who uses a bow and arrows. She is fighing for her life fr shes trying her best OKAY

she should stick to being a medic tho

#akagami no shirayukihime #snow white with the red hair #ans #ans ocs #ask #ask game #ocs #oc zarr #oc tom #oc haru #oc nokaru #oc mika #thank u for the ask luv #i just love to rant about my lil skrunchies #they are very precious to me #enjoy the lil doodles >:)#my art #doodles

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