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misstycloud · 1 year
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Yandere prisoner HC
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Imagine a yandere prisoner who had been locked inside one of the most notorious prisons in the world. His crimes succeeds any other and he was heavily punished by being left to rot away inside his cold cell.
There he sits shackled to the dirty ground for years on end. The long metal chain was still long enough to walk around, but they were restraints no less to make sure he stayed out. Without any sort of entertainment exceeding his own thoughts, which weren’t so bad if they were filled of you.
You were his only solace, his light, his love; the one person to bring him a share of harmony. When he was scorned by people, you stood at his side. When he was mistreated, you tended to him and healed the wounds. When they called him a liar, you believed him.
Oh how he wished to be out there together with you, never to be separated.
The reality was harsh, and he had no choice but to face it head on; he was confined in a dusty cell, while you were outside living in the sun that he hadn’t gotten a glimpse of for years now.
The criminal has made numerous attempts of escaping his penitentiary but none were successful and remained stuck, without a way to see you. It took a great toll on him, not getting to be in your presence for so long.
He wondered how you were doing. Did you buy a nice house? Do you have a pet that you love dearly? Perhaps you’ve finally managed to get your hands on that rare limited edition tea-set you always wanted but never succeeded in purchasing.
He thought he wouldn’t see you again in this life, but hope came to him in time. The guard mainly tasked in keeping a watchful eye on him had aged beyond capability of continuing his duties. He retired with in turn meant they’d have to replace him with someone new and much younger.
The new guard was all too pompous for the prisoner’s liking. He didn’t take his superior’s warnings seriously and strutted about the place as if he owned it, along with mocking him every chance he got. The older prison guard did nothing akin to that. The most he did was to stare silently at him in suspicion, which was honestly more preferred.
One day during the lunch hour, the guard had come to deliver his food. Because he was a special case he wasn’t allowed to access the cafeteria like you would normally be able to in a prison. As the guard went with insulting him, he kicked the food bowl through the small hatch on the side, making it spill out on the filthy floor.
Laughing he said, ‘You gonna eat up like the animal you are? It’s more than you deserve.’ then he continued cackling.
The prisoner noticed his distracted state and used it to his advantage. Quickly he lunged forward, too fast for the slow guard and reached his arms through the bars and grabbed a hold of the other individual, choking him in the process.
He begged for his life; he didn’t want it to end in that rusty place. Funny, the prisoner thought because that was exactly what would have become of him had the other man not been to stupid. He squeezed his arm around his neck and choked him to death, enjoying how he clawed at him to let go while tears streamed down his face.
When he was dead, he fished out the keys from the pocket in his pants and unlocked the door and freed himself of his shackles. It was lucky this section only had him and not anyone else. They thought that limiting his contact with people would give a less likelihood of him escaping, or at least thinking about it.
It didn’t work.
Taking his first steps outside imprisonment he relished in the liberty, stretching his limbs thoroughly. Now he must get passed every other obstacles and out into the real world. That wouldn’t be all to hard, he speculated.
After that, the only thing left was you. Just you wait calmly for him, no need to stress. He’ll be there soon.
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everlivinglight · 2 years
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Here is my new very criminal oc! :D
I'll write more about him a bit later, but the basics are that he is a serial killer with... cannibalistic tendencies and of course human eating tendencies. Please do not interact with him ahahah- 👁👁
And he stays incarcerated because he feels like it... he can break out at any time.
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astridianmayfly · 1 month
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The second Alastor uttered “jambalaya” in the pilot I knew he was totally and royally forever fucked he will never be mentioned eating another thing (other than people but I digress.) if he is cooking food in a fic it will be no dish other than jambalaya and if the author is feeling particularly edgy or brave than it might be gumbo or another creole dish. Sure he will always smell like blood but also rice and onion and shrimp ffs the chain holding him to Lilith (probably) might as well be made of sausage there is no god in hazbin hotel only jambalaya
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caemidraws · 1 month
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Things we promised
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chalkrub · 6 months
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more svanhildr - trying new things, like a brave boy
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onlineviolence · 7 days
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Yaoi (old men)
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gossip
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l-ii-zz · 19 days
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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 (FIN)
Thank you for following this comic. We’re done :)
More pages under the cut 👇👇👇
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heartfullofleeches · 10 months
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Warden Darling - a hard ass on the surface, but just under all the stress their occupation might bring.... and majority of their staff and inmates at each others throats trying to get all eyes off their warden. Notably softer on the inmates with lesser charges like robbery - only for it to blow up in their face as that glimmer of hope sky rockets off their road to redemption and racks a murder charge to stay with their warden forever
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[Warden Reader marches back to their office as sirens blare around them]
Warden Reader: Search everywhere do not let them get far! [Slams the door and groans, searching the wall for their keys - only to find the escaped inmate laying out on their desk, uniform unbutton]
Yan Inmate: Hiiiii Warden~
[It's at this point the warden realizes they should've been a teacher instead]
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Warden Reader: Inmate 21, your behavior is unacceptable. I'm sure you realize assaulting your fellow mates and the staff will only length your sentence
Yan Inmate: Teehee, silly me - I forgot~ Guess you'll have to do more to punish me~
Warden Reader: Solitary obviously isn't enough. One more offense and we will be forced to move you to another prison
Yan Inmate, bursting into tears: Wait!- No, I'm sorry. Please don't send me away, honey - I'll be good, I swear
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Warden Reader: These prisoners... Never heard of anything like this from others on the force. What's causing this behavior?... [Grips their shoulder] My neck is killing me
Yan Officer, staring at their back muscles: No clue....but for some reason, I really feel like robbing a bank and pushing someone off a bridge right now
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youryanderedaddy · 4 months
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yan prison guard who hates u but low-key wants to f??
YES?!
tw: female reader, hinted non-con, period cramps, physical neglect, abuse of power, hinted blood play, reader is hinted to be a criminal, starts flirty but ends dead dovey xD My Ko - fi <3
"Shit." You mumble, your back softly resting against the cold wall. You reach for the nearest utenstil on the ground - all metal now, since you broke one too many nice porcelain plates - and throw it against the bars with little consideration to the vomit inducing "food" still left inside. The yellow sauce splashes all over the floor, and you look up, not even bothering to hide your smug expression.
"I could make you lick that up, you know." Darcy states, adding little emotion to his already monotone voice - his eyes glued to the book in his lap and all the tiny little words in it, perfectly pristine fresh ink in the stuffy air. His gloved hands are digging into the paper, almost crumpling it, and you now know that his pale hands are simply incapable of holding anything gently - even the things he actually likes.
"Will you?" You tease, but the warning bells at the back of your mind go off nonetheless, seemingly in spite of your best attempts to come off as playful and not desperate. He rarely jokes around - not exactly the fun type. "I'll decide after I finish this page." Your warden chuckles humorlessly. "Those whom I love I rebuke and discipline." He starts reading aloud, licking his cold lips. "So be earnest..." You can feel his gaze on you, caging you in like a wild animal. "And repent." He finally closes the book. "Revelation 3:19." The blonde repeats quietly, turning his attention back to you - and you realise calling out was a mistake, but now it's too late. He's got you in his clutches.
"My stomach hurts. Tell me, Father Allmighty, is this devine punishment too?" You spit out sarcastically, hugging your knees in order to numb the pain a bit. "Or am I simply on my period?" It's your turn to giggle, although it hurts to do so - anything to mask the unease tugging at your vocal cords every time you're faced with that demon.
His eyes narrow in response, and his fingers circle his nose bridge as he scoffs at you, annoyance quickly spreading across his irritatingly handsome, yet equally sharp features.
"Your voice makes my head throb. Stop it." The guard barks, voice dropping low in warning. Still, you decide to push your luck due to pure and simple physical need. "But it hurts." You let yourself whine, slowly revealing your collarbone - and silently hoping that just this once the sweat will look like glitter. "I don't care." He hisses, picking his book again.
You roll your eyes.
"Alright. Sure. But you'll be the one cleaning the bloody sheets after." You mutter under your breath, crossing your hands. You're not sure what's more frustrating - the way your stomach is trying to eat itself or having to appease a narcissistic maniac with too much power and free time through it. Somewhere in the part of your brain still capable of rational thought you realize you should be provided with basic hygiene products just like all the other female prisoners. What makes you different, you guess, is the fact that you're kept under lock and key almost extensively. Solitary confinement 24 hours a day, except for Darcy.
He brings you food. He helps you bathe - if you've been good enough. He's the only one who knows if you're dead or alive. Hell, he may be the only one who even cares.
"I'm sure cleaning up your mess will be quite exciting." The blonde cracks a tiny, self evident smile only he knows the meaning of - and you would have frowned in disgust if you could still feel that lovely human emotion. "Admit it, you actually like the thought of me bleeding, you little freak." You scrunch your nose at him, then look back to the floor, the filth so thick it almost sticks to your slightly less dirty shoes. "Takes one to know one." Darcy responds nonchalantly, running his hand through his slick white locks.
At that moment the cramps return in full force, your lower abdomen on fire with sharp stabbing pain. You remember some fragmentary tips from your scrappy teen years - you close your eyes and breath in deeply, you bite the inside of your cheek - you even pray to whoever is listening, but it just won't stop. So you bargain.
"You can have it." You say with difficulty, folded in half. Hot tears prick your eyes and you try to fight them, but soon give into the agony. It's such a relief to cry after months of resilience - to break down completely and let your most vulnerable self out.
The warden takes a single steps towards the bars and motions for you to move closer. You crawl to him, your hand supporting your lower belly in the process. He takes a good look at you and slowly, almost gently caresses your face through the metal - eyes suddenly softened by the image of you dancing in the palm of his hand.
If it was anyone else he'd be simply repulsed by this clear display of weakness. If it was another prisoner, another hardened criminal, he'd have no problem following his own principles of zero tolerance - of crushing and breaking their spirit until nothing was left. But it was you and your beatiful, stipid tears that mesmerized him to no end, that haunted his dreams and turned his bloodlust into something a lot more sinister. Something harder to capture, harder to fight - and easier to give into.
"You can have it." You repeated tearfully, rubbing at your soft wet eyelids - completely still. Scared of your own flesh and its betrayal. "My mind, my body, anything. Just please give me some pills. I can't take it." You whimper pitifully, shaking under his watchful eyes. He's holding onto your cheek, but you feel like he's got you in a suffocating embrace. And then just when you're about to kneel down, he unlocks the door to your cell.
"I've been taking your brain apart for months now." Darcy whispers softly, taking off one of his gloves and letting it drop to the floor. He takes another step towards your cowering form. "Your body, on the other hand, is a white canvas." He tilts your chin up, forcing you to meet his burning gaze - and the pain fades away instantly, replaced by raw, intense fear. "I wonder what your insides look like. Surely, they're beatiful."
You feel his lips on your neck, followed by the tip of a knife - a butterfly kiss.
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toxooz · 2 months
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that one homie that’s chill asf but has a deep indescribable sadness in his eyes
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leo-kinnie · 9 months
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safe and sound 💚💙
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caimluna · 10 months
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July 2 2023
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© Caim Luna
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xynczachrome · 6 months
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Is this me avoiding drawing Wu? No, I don't know what you're talking about (After drawing Garmadon, me and my love last minute thought of Ronin since he appeared in the AU T^T)
Garmadon's Reign AU: Jay and Garmadon(Reformed)
After Kai and Nya left, Jay moved on as well and returned to the Junkyard seeing that the world was at peace after Garmadon was sealed away.
But when Garmadon returned and shadows were threatening his parents, Jay fought back and managed to find himself in a rebellion group that was led by none other than Zyro who managed to escape from being captured when Wu was caught.
Jay ended up being the resource supplier for the rebellion since he was the fastest and knew how to avoid the shadow.
But there were times when he got caught and sent to the dungeon where he saw Cole working as a guard.
He was of course angry since he thought of Cole as a good guy, not someone who works for Garmadon but he eventually got the message that he was forced to work for him when Cole helped him escape without alerting the shadows.
But little did Jay know, Cole did get punished for every prisoner that escaped.
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Even after they managed to defeat Garmadon and helped him see the truth of his wrongdoing, Garmadon went to prison.
Of course, the people didn't want it, they wanted him dead, they wanted a public execution for him.
But with some persuasion from Tino, they begrudgingly agreed to put him in prison with a life sentence without parole, meaning:
With good behaviour, he can be reclassified down into a very open environment.
Try a job with a pay number, contact social visits, access to better recreation opportunities, far more access to phones, showers, and entertainment.
Only if he's on good behaviour.
If not, well, it would be a life of isolation and strict supervision for him.
Though that tends to be difficult when you're surrounded by people who either hate your guts or respect your wrongdoings.
But he did become a better father to Lloyd, behind bars that is.
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Check out the others!:
-Garmadon and Lloyd
-Cole and Zane
-Kai and Nya
-Tino and Zyro
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akq96618 · 1 month
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[ king ohger oc ]
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i think i should make a proper post abt them, so here it is!
(thx a lot to @ponopyonq for reading my rambles about them, i keep doubting myself to post them but i got encouraged by you ;-; ily bro)
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Selen (Selen Idmonarak ne Brasieri Hastie)
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-Son of Gira and Jeramie -his name based from Selenopidae (wall crab spiders), i love how it's eyes described as 'resemble the moon'
-calls jeramie by papa and gira by toto (shorts of otou-san, but as he grow up he called gira by otou-san)
-everyone's friend <3
-spent most of his time at shugoddam, but sometimes he visited bugnarak cave.
-loves reading encyclopedia, esp. about animals and insects
-his bugnarak hand can't shoot spiderweb, but he's agile and good at climbing
-also good at hiding (either his feelings or hiding for hide and seek-)
-jeramie's bedtime story is his favorite, especially story of the ohsama sentai
-his close friends are buun (as his right hand) and diabolica (pao's oc!!!)
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brief idea of selen here!
Takane (Takane Dybowski-Hastie)
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-Daughter of Racles and Suzume
-her name based from takane-ruri kuwagata (platycerus sue imura)
-Older twin
-truly women of toufu
-nobody knows what's inside her mind (except Mitsuba)
-she has no interest on being king or succesor
-she pursued medical studies at ishabana instead
-calls everyone by '-chan' (selen---ren-chan, mitsuba---micchan, rion--ricchan)
-friends with Rion. Since they shared the same interest on fashion
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Mitsuba (Mitsuba Dybowski-Hastie )
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-Son of Racles and Suzume
-His name based from Mitsubachi (honeybee)
-Younger twin
-admires his father and sometimes help his job as chikyuu's 'tool'
-mitsuba and takane calls racles by otou-sama and suzume by okaa-sama
-loves to eat, but never gained a lot of weight
-kaguragi's student, maybe soon to be succesor
-really excel at talking and persuade others, esp. after being kagu's student
-Selen is like a little brother to him, not just his cousin
-pretty chill and not as energetic as his twin sister, but he'll show his scary side to those who disrespect his family (including those who badmouthed selen and giramie)
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brief ideas of hastie-dybowski twins here!
Rion
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-Yanma's pupil -go by they/them
-their name based from coenagrion puella (azure damselfly)
-around the same age as dybowski-hastie twins
-for some reasons, the Nkosopaz raised them since they're 6 yrs old and Yanma took them as his pupil
-their relationship with yanma is kinda like yanma and gin. Sometimes they'd fight, but Rion respect him a lot, actually
-closest to shiokara and usuba
-only use honorifics to shiokara
-actually they don't really care abt their gender, ("what's important is being the coolest ever and aiming to the top!!!!" -rion, perhaps)
-even if with no shugod soul, they create their own shugod for transportation (it's a damselfly, ofc)
-had a crush on mitsuba-
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lol they're fun to draw
also last one, their dynamic chart! (?)
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veinsfullofstars · 2 months
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🪞 Fallen angel... who do you see staring back from the Mirror? 🪞
(ID: Kirby series fanart of Galacta Knight and my personal interpretation of his Mirror World counterpart. GK hovers above facing slightly to our left, his feathery wings spread wide, shaded in lilac and tipped with gilded wing talons, a swallow-like tail visible. He holds his shield forward in his left hand (our right) and his lance to the side in his right (our left), a single magenta eye leering at the viewer through the visor of his mask. A halo of heart spears floats and shines angelically behind his horns. Below him, M!GK hovers in the same pose but flipped horizontally and without the halo. Visually, M!GK has mostly the same features as GK, with his color palette being darker and less saturated (dusty purple body, dark gray armor, gray mask, maroon lance, rose-gold horns and weapons accents). His eyes are not visible in the shadow of his mask, but there are signs of erosion running down the metal surface in rusty orange lines, almost like tear tracks. Instead of feathery wings, M!GK has wings composed of jagged shards of pink crystal, glittering and lit from within by a luminous glow. A few pale feathers can still be seen peeking out from his back. END ID.)
Hey, so... what if... I went a little insane for a minute? What if I just... concepted a character... for the sequel... to an AU... I've told no one about... and haven't even finished writing yet? What if I then... pulled the salt shaker labeled "ANGST" out of the pantry and just... unscrewed the cap all over this poor lad? Oh, and Galacta Knight's here, too, I guess.
Sketch started 02/21/24, render started 03/01/24, finished 03/06/24.
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onlineviolence · 1 month
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really tired
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