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yestrday · 3 months

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Imagine a yandere! rival so fucking obsessed with you.

They claim to hate your guts, that you should fuck off and die. Every moment that you're in the same room as them they sneer at you and hurl ridicule and insults your way. And when you're out of the scene... well, they're relatively normal until someone mentions your name and a trigger seems to flip. They rant on and on and on about your stupid face and annoying voice and whatever whatever...

And then you have the audacity to smirk at him and say, "What? Obsessed with me, are you?"

It makes their blood fucking boil!

You're— ha! Them? Obsessed??? Fuck no! They'd sooner shoot their own foot than even think of you! See, this is why you're so fuckin insufferable! You think the whole world revolves around you and only you. Do you think you've even qualified a place in their thoughts?! Crazy bitch. You don't even respond to them, just leaning back and enjoying the numerous slanders shooting off their mouth at top speed. You make them crazy, with the way you just look at them like they're a speck of nothing. They're not nothing, god dammit!

Then they see you, hanging off the arm of a man. Didn't you hate their guts? (How does he know that of course he knows thatwhywouldn'the it's obvioussss you're not a great fuckin actor like you think you are) It's a grand party, everyone's in dresses with high slits and decked out in suits and ties like it's the Great Gatsby. You pass him by with your latest amour, and the only glance you give him is with a haughty smirk.

The champagne flute they're holding is shattered in their clenched hand. The nearby people gasp and scurry away when they see the blank look in their eyes.

So that's how you're gonna fuckin play, huh?

"You. Are. A. Bitch," they hiss, cornering you in the grand suite just 20 floors from the party. Their outfit is splattered in blood, their eyes are swirling from hate and sin and greed, and their lips are curled in an ugly snarl. "You think you can just waltz into the party and give any idiot your time of day?"

You yawn— the nerve of you!— and cross your legs on the plush velvet couch. It's the same as your past encounters, you are casual while your rival has steam out of his ears. "Since when did you care about the people I affiliate myself with? Thought I... didn't deserve a place in your thoughts."

"You don't." They slam their hands on either side of you and lean in till they're glaring directly into your eyes. "You don't deserve shit." You hum, raising a finger to their cheek and swiping away a speck of blood.

"Really now?" You smile at them coquettishly and press down on their lips with a bloody finger. "So why're you obsessed with me then, darling?"

They bite down on your finger. Hard. Drawing out blood till it mixes with that bastard's.

"Fuck if I know, bitch."

#yandere x reader #male yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere oc x reader #i neeed moreeeee #more rival yanderes where they actually might seriously hate youuuu #yester.writes

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starry-bi-sky · 30 days

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i need to get this out of my head before i continue clone^2 but danny being the first batkid. Like, standard procedure stuff: his parents and sister die, danny ends up with Vlad Masters. He drags him along to stereotypical galas and stuff; Danny is not having a good time.

He ends up going to one of the Wayne Galas being hosted ever since elusive Bruce Wayne has returned to Gotham. Vlad is crowing about having this opportunity as he's been wanting to sink his claws into the company for a long while now. Danny is too busy grieving to care what he wants.

And like most Galas, once Vlad is done showing him off to the other socialites and the like, he disappears. Off to a dark corner, or to one of the many balconies; doesn't matter. There he runs into said star of the show, Bruce who is still young, has been Batman for at least a year at this point, but still getting used to all these damn people and socializing. He's stepped off to hide for a few minutes before stepping back into the shark tank.

And he runs into a kid with circles under his eyes and a dull gleam in them. Familiar, like looking into a mirror.

Danny tries to excuse himself, he hasn't stopped crying since his parents died and it's been months. He rubs his eyes and stands up, and stumbles over a half-hearted apology to Mister Wayne. Some of Vlad's etiquette lessons kicking in.

Bruce is awkward, but he softens. "That's alright, lad," he says, pulling up some of that Brucie Wayne confidence, "I was just coming out here to get some fresh air."

There's a little pressing; Bruce asks who he's here with, Danny says, voice quiet and grief-stricken, that he's with his godfather Vlad Masters. Bruce asks him if he knows where he is, and Danny tells him he does. Bruce offers to leave, Danny tells him to do whatever he wants.

It ends with Bruce staying, standing off to the side with Danny in silence. Neither of them say a word, and Danny eventually leaves first in that same silence.

Bruce looks into Vlad Masters after everything is over, his interest piqued. He finds news about him taking in Danny Fenton: he looks into Danny Fenton. He finds news articles about his parents' deaths, their occupations, everything he can get his hands on.

At the next gala, he sees Danny again. And he looks the same as ever: quiet like a ghost, just as pale, and full of grief. Bruce sits in silence with him again for nearly ten minutes before he strikes a conversation.

"Do you like to do anything?"

Nothing. Just silence.

Bruce isn't quite sure what to do: comfort is not his forte, and Danny doesn't know him. He's smart enough to know that. So he starts talking about other things; anything he can think of that Brucie Wayne might say, that also wasn't inappropriate for a kid to hear.

Danny says nothing the entire time, and is again the first to leave.

Bruce watches from a distance as he intercts with Vlad Masters; how Vlad Masters interacts with him. He doesn't like what he sees: Vlad Masters keeps a hand on Danny's shoulder like one would hold onto the collar of a dog. He parades him around like a trophy he won.

And there are moments, when someone gets too close or when someone tries to shake Danny's hand, of deep possessiveness that flints over Vlad Masters' eyes. Like a dragon guarding a horde.

He plays the act of doting godfather well: but Bruce knows a liar when he sees one. Like recognizes like.

Danny is dull-eyed and blank faced the entire time; he looks miserable.

So Bruce tries to host more parties; if only so that he can talk to Danny alone. Vlad seems all too happy to attend, toting Danny along like a ribbon, and on the dot every hour, Danny slips away to somewhere to hide. Bruce appears twenty minutes later.

"I was looking into your godfather's company," he says one night, trying to think of more things to say. Some nights all they do is sit in silence. "Some of my shareholders were thinking of partnering up--"

"Don't."

He stops. Danny hardly says a word to him, he doesn't even look at him -- he's sitting on the ground, his head in his knees. Like he's trying to hide from the world. But he's looking, blue eyes piercing up at Bruce.

Bruce tilts his head, practiced puppy-like. "Pardon?"

"Don't." Danny says, strongly. "Don't make any deals with Vlad."

It's the most words Danny's spoken to him, and there's a look in his eyes like a candle finding its spark. Something hard. Bruce presses further, "And why is that?"

The spark flutters, and flushes out. Danny blinks like he's coming out of a trance, and slumps back into himself. "Just don't."

Bruce stares at him, thoughtful, before looking away. "Alright. I won't."

And they fall back into silence.

Danny, when he leaves, turns to look at Bruce, "I mean it." He says; soft like he's telling a secret, "Don't make any deals with him. Don't be alone with him. Don't work with him."

He's scampered away before Bruce can question him further.

(He never planned on working with Vlad Masters and his company; he's done his research. He's seen the misfortune. But nothing ever leads back to him. There's no evidence of anything. But Danny knows something.)

At their next meeting, Danny starts the conversation. It's new, and it's welcomed. He says, cutting through their five minute quiet, that he likes stars. And he doesn't like that he can't see them in Gotham.

Bruce hums in interest, and Danny continues talking. It's as if floodgates had been opened, and as Bruce takes a sip of his wine, it tastes like victory.

("Tucker told me once--") ("Tucker?") ("Oh-- uh, one of my best friends. He's a tech geek. We haven't talked in a while.")

(Danny shut down in his grief -- his friends are worried, but can't reach him. When he goes back to the manor with Vlad, he fishes out his phone and sends them a message.)

(They are ecstatic to hear from him.)

It all culminates until one day, when Danny is leaving to go back inside, that Bruce speaks up. "You know," He says, leaning against the railing. "The manor has many rooms; plenty of space for a guest."

The implication there, hidden between the lines. And Danny is smart, he looks at Bruce with a sharp glean in his eyes, and he nods. "Good to know."

The next time they see each other, Danny has something in his hands. "Can you hold onto something for me?" He asks.

When Bruce agrees, Danny places a pearl into his palm. or, at least, it's something that looks like a pearl. Because it's cold to the touch; sinking into Bruce's white silk gloves with ease and shimmering like an opal. It moves a little as it settles into his hand, and the moves like its full of liquid.

Bruce has never seen anything like it before, but he does know this; it's not human. "What is it?" He asks, and Danny looks uncomfortable.

"I can't tell you that." He says, shifting on his foot like he's scared of someone seeing it. "But please be careful with it. Treat it like it's extremely fragile."

When Bruce gets home, he puts it in an empty ring box and hides the box in the cave. He tries researching into what it is. he can't find anything concrete.

Everything comes to a head one day when Danny appears at the manor's doorstep one evening, soaking wet in the rain, and bleeding from the side.

#dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dpxdc crossover #dpdc #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc prompt #man i just really need more dpdc stuff where danny and bruce have a good relationship. like man i NEED it. like i need to see these two #bonding together. and not in a cracky 'oh danny is a distant friend/cousin/etc' stuff but like. active participants in each other's lives #or as active as can be in this case. i neeeeed these two getting along and caring about one another #this idea came to me like last night and hasn't left since nd it was driving me up the wall to think about both positively and negatively b #i neeeded someone to hear about this or i was gonna implode #danny is the first son #tried to just get the general gist of the idea down but i definitely thought of the idea that bruce lowkey suspects vlad for having a hand #Vlad allows Danny to sneak off because he thinks Danny is alone. if he knew Bruce was there he'd be piiisssed and would put a stop to it #Sam and Tucker are alive they just got ghosted for a bit by danny bc he was in Major Grief and didn't wanna socialize. He couldn't go to #them because he didn't wanna put them in danger via Vlad.#oh that thing he handed Bruce? Yeah that's his ghost core. I have a headcanon (that isnt always applied) that ghosts can take their cores #out of their bodies at will and painlessly and without issue. and its common practice actually to do so bc they can be a not insignificant #distance away from said core before problems start to act up. and its common for ghosts to leave their physical cores at their lairs for #safekeeping because as long as the physical core is fine: so is the ghost. they can reform if their body gets destroyed. it also acts as a #fast travel sometimes. where they can reform at their core in an instant. its not inspired in the slightest by SU but i do see the overlap #most cores are pretty small for safety sake: its harder to hit if its small. and they're pr resilient too but its better to be safe than #sorry. so yeah. danny essentially gave bruce the physical embodiment of his soul and indirectly said #'if anything happens to me at least i'll be safe with you'#danny doesn't know he's batman btw #starry rambles.#was gonna go into danny becoming a vigilante beside bruce but im sleeeepy so i'll do that in a reblog. he's gonna go by nightingale if #anyone is interested. stereotypical but to be frank it is a *good* name imo. has a good amount of syllables and consonants to it #and the bird theme. and since its part of an ancestral name it has even more backing for it being bird-y without being meta

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pmpwbrrs · 2 days

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GOURMAND APPRECIATION GOURMAND APPRECIATION 🎉🎉

#i nEEED TO Draw him MORE I NEED To.#AND gourmsnds babies :)#rain world #rw #rw gourmand #digital art #art #pmpwbrrs #also it's nice to make quick art and not 37348448 days art :)

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synth-spinner · 10 months

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Quick thing I rushed for father's day ^_^ Peter b and his kids :3 they r going to save the multiverse ☝️

#NOT EVEN FATHERS DAY ANYMORE HERE BUT YAYYY #slowly working my way out of artblock.. maybe..#also cried 10 billion tears idk how to draw babies..#the shading on mayday is rlly off hut im not smart enough to figure out how to save it😭#also i am extremely inexperienced in drawing spiderverse miles i neeed to draw him more ^_^#spiderverse #atsv #peter b parker #miles morales #mayday parker #across the spiderverse #isa's art

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gothamcitycentral · 3 months

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This ending ate so much can I say that

#hazbin hotel #every other episode ends on a happy note or a tease for coming plotlines #but this one is so. somber #aughhh emily is chekhov’s fallen angel-ing so much right now I neeed more of her in season 2 #txt

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storge · 5 months

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Xue Dingfei being the MVP

Story of Kunning Palace (2023)

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ed-died688 · 6 months

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It is ONE AM I SHOULD BE SLEEPING BEFORE IT GETS EVEN LATER

but first i have art

and this bonus????? one cuz i said so

I swear to god something possesed me cause I had way too much fun drawing this

I wAS ONLY REMEMBERING HOW MUCH I WAS DYING AT THE STUPID TSUM TSUMS ON COMIC COVERS IT WAS LIKE 3 AM I DONTKNOW HOW LONG AGO ANYMORE BUT I WAS BEING STUPID

AND THEN I HAD AN URGE TO DRAW THESE STUPIDS

OK THATS ENOUGH GOODNIGHT!!!!!!!!!21!1!2!2!2!

#AND THEN I DIED EVEN MORE WHEN I REALIZED THEY DUPLICATE #eddie brock #venom #symbrock #veddie #eddie x venom #venom x eddie #tsum tsum #i need one BADLY I NEEED THE TINNNNYYYYY #iM GOFJNFRF FNEYYNEYYNDYNYENNYMDJJFD

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coffinmotif · 6 months

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hey. who wants to see my biyoo design

#that's his fucking BABYYYYY #i neeed to draw my own take on the dokkaebis more i want to draw bihyung so badt #orv #kdj #biyoo #omniscient reader's viewpoint #kim dokja #myart #partially inspired by their more goblinesque traditional depictions. but fluffy as hell

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ohblimeygeorge · 2 years

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something about Noah with his fan in the background presumably drying his face of tears just so he can be an emotional wreck all over again while Finn does an awful British accent has me cackling

#byler #noah schnapp #finn wolfhard #I won’t lie tho #we neeeded more cali crew bloopers #no not needed - dESERVED

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luck-of-the-drawings · 7 months

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FOR A BEAT OF HEART, THE BREATH IS SHOT. AND WITHIN A BREATH, THE HEART IS CAUGHT. THE PIPES ARE BURSTING, UNDER GREAT STRESS, BOLTS TORN ASUNDER, MAKING A MESS. A FINAL COUGH, A FINAL RETCH, A GOREY SLOUGH, CLAIMED BY WRETCH.

#cw gore #jrwi riptide #jrwi riptide spoilers #chip jrwi #jrwi fanart #jrwi show #I LLOOOVE POETRYYY I LOVE MAKING WORDS RHYME IN STRANGE WAYS AND DESCRIBING VISCERA AND VIOLENCE OR WAHTEVER. YKNOW WHAT ELSE I LOVE #CHHHIIIIIIIBBOOOOO MY BEAUTIFUL MAAANN WWHAT. WHAT HAPPENED. OH MY GOD. IVE BEEN SAYING FOREVER. I NEEED CHIP TO GET SCARIER.#HE HAS THE POTENTIAL! I KNOW HE DOES! HAUNTED BOY WITH THE HAUNTED EYES WHAT TRAUMAS HAVE YOU SEEN? AND WERE THEY YOUR FAULT? THINK ABOUT I #EVERY FAMILY HAS CRUMBLED AROUND HIM. HIS BIRTH FAMILY CRUMBLED BEFORE HE KNEW IT. HIS SECOND FAMILY DROWNED. THIRD BURNED TO THE GROUND #AND SHALL THIS NEXT FAMILY JOIN THEM? CHIIIIP YOU UNFORTUNATE BOY YOU HAVE WITNESSED SO MUCH CALAMITY #YOU ARE CALAMITY BOYYY AHAHAHAHA DONT YOU SEEE!! ZOMBIFIED AND DEAD. TRUELY MORE HAUNTED THAN EVER BEFORE. THIS WILL BE FUN #THE FIRE HURTS WHEN IT BURNS TOO LONG. BUT NOW YOUR NERVES ARE DEAD AND YOUR MIND IS FREE. BURN THIS CORPSE AS YOU WISH TO GET WHAT YOU WAN #CHIP IS NOT THE FIRE HE IS THE MATCH. I LOVE THAT IDEA SO MUCH IM SO PROUD OF IT. OHHH AND CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE CORRUPTION #bizly mentioned that chip wants to be a good captain. in his most corrupted state however. he would be the BEST captain..#thAT DOESNT MEAn hes gonna just suddenly be all controlling. the BEST captain keeps his crew safe. keeps them together. keeps them alive.#and chip is doing just that! he doesnt need to stop being a good captain just bc of the corruption! he just needs to be the BEST CAPTAIN #AND THATS SUBJECTIVE BABY!! im so excited to see where chips zombie arc goes. neeeed him to get scarier and just a little more fucked up.#neEED HIM TO PERFORM ABHORANT ACTIONS THAT HAVE JAY N GILL GOING ' dude woah what the fuck...'#RIGHT I SHOULD TALK ABT MY ART TOO. this one took TOO LONGGGstarted out witha sketch how did it end up like this...#the heart and the blood KILLED ME. LOOK AT MY RENDERING LIKE HWAAATT #better not see any more mistakes after i post this.... i cant fight withit anymore....STILL RLY PROUD THO..#I WAnted to make it visually LOOK like the grossest vomiting sound possible #i want it to make your throat feel uncomfortable. am i achieving that? i hope i am. thats tubes dude!!! like cmahn!

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harperdunes · 10 months

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(scatters doll pictures out in my yard like chicken feed)

#rainbow high #shadow high #doll diary #doll collector #i neeed to actually take more pictures bc we are always restyling the plastic women

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mayziii · 9 months

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“Finding out exactly what you’re made of!!”

#YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH #shadow the hedgehog #sth #sth au #shadow the ultimate lifeform #sth fanart #sonic the hedgehog #sonadow #I don’t know how to draw transitions so hear me out #Wanted to add more details but I couldn’t hold in the NEEED to show you guys this

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monzamash · 4 months

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Could I request Kevin with the prompt

“It’s so cold, you should hold my hand, so it doesn’t freeze.” “I’m not that cold, I can give you my gloves if you want.”

Love your work and am excited to see your portrayal of K-Mag! 💜

keep you warm kevin magnussen x you no warnings, just fluff.

There was something magical about seeing someone you loved in their natural habitat – unfiltered, content, at peace. Kevin was always in his element any time you returned to his homeland, pacing back and forth for weeks in hotel rooms, itching to be back in Copenhagen for the holidays.

He had it scheduled down to the minute, making sure you spent every waking second soaking up the place he loved the most – the place the held a special spot in his heart forever. He dragged you from shop to shop, café to café until your booted feet were aching and your neck had a slight pang of whiplash.

Admittedly, Copenhagen was picturesque in the winter – a white Christmas always sitting pretty at the top of your wish list for the holiday season. Kevin insisted on seeing every single shop front display, every light that was strung up in Tivoli Gardens as you strolled hand in hand through what would typically be lush greenery, but was now covered in a thin layer of snow – snow flakes slowly melting away, waiting for another dusting overnight.

“It’s so cold, you should hold my hand, so it doesn’t freeze…” Kevin teased as he intertwined his fingers with yours, a smile adorning your rosy cheeks at the feeling.

His were similarly flushed – the Nordic blood ran deep but it didn’t stop the tip of his nose blushing in the cold, even on a cool evening in London. The crystal blue eyes that watched the awe-struck expressions on your face were magnified the natural watery reaction caused by the wind whipping through the looming tree branches above. They were earnest and warm – a complete contrast to the world around you.

“I’m not that cold,” You braved, every appendage on your body screaming for his warmth, “I can give you my gloves if you want…”

Kevin chuckled at your wavering voice and a cloud of fog dissipated into the air, “I’m fine – but maybe a kiss would help warm us both up, do you think?”

Met with a cheeky smile as you swivelled on the spot at his suggestion, your gloved hands instinctually gnawed at the lapels on his thick winter jacket – inching him impossibly closer until your were on your tip-toes, balanced by his strong hold on the small of your back.

You pulled him in tight against your own waterproof coat, lips ghosting and whispered, "That is a fantastic idea."

#i neeed more kev inspo because this man has my heart #kevin magnussen #kevin magnussen x reader #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #kevin magnussen imagine #formula 1 imagine #monzamashmasterlist

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