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winged-self-indulgence · 5 months

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Why Do People Like Yanderes?

Hi everyone, my name is Diya, and this was going to be a YT video-essay-type-thing but I'm too poor to afford a mic and too busy with college to learn how to edit videos, so here's my vague exploration of the psychology behind why people like yanderes so much through the lens of my favourite Visual Novels.

TW for uh. yandere content. Mentions of sex, gore, and non-con, particularly in the last topic. This is more like the first draft of an academic paper so while it's not explicit, I do go into some detail.

Introduction

If you’re a fan of anime or visual novels, then you’re probably already aware of what a yandere is, or at the very least you’ve seen that one picture of Yuno Gasai. Still, for the sake of thoroughness, let’s take it from the tippy top. The term ‘yandere’ is a Japanese portmanteau of ‘yanderu’ – the progressive form of ‘yami’ – meaning ‘sick’, and ‘deredere’ which roughly translates to ‘loving’. Together, the word refers to someone who is – in short – extremely lovesick. Obsessive to the extreme, and with little morality to spare, the standard yandere is characterized by a dangerous fixation on a chosen target, often appearing shy and caring at first only to flip the script and become violently aggressive towards perceived threats (Kroon, 2010).

It should be noted that yanderes are not a strictly romantic or sexual trope. The Ancient Greeks classified at least six forms of love, from familial (storge) to guests (xenia). Modern psychologists may distinguish love as either Companionate or Passionate (Kim & Hatfield, 2004) or consisting of three dimensions of Intimacy, Passion, and Commitment (Sternberg & Sternberg, 2018). Realistically, possessiveness shows up in a variety of relationships. However, people are generally primed to view certain dynamics as inherently amorous. Societal norms tend to encourage the idea that romantic bonds ought to rank above all others, and therefore if Person A is bizarrely fixated on Person B, then clearly there must be an element of sexual interest involved regardless of the actual relationship between the individuals in question.

Regardless, yanderes remain quite popular in fiction. Many dismiss it as a fetish, which it can be, but that isn’t the case for everyone. While there is nothing wrong with indulging in kinky fiction, not all of us get horny at the thought of being chained up in someone’s basement, no matter how hot our captor may be. So why is it so pervasive? Why is this trope so appealing that most writers cannot help but include at least a single line of dialogue implying that – if circumstances had been ever so slightly different – my wholesome shoujo romcom might have turned into a psychological horror?

Hybristophilia

‘Hybristophilia’, also known as Bonnie and Clyde Syndrome after the titular criminal couple, is a word is derived from the Greek word ‘hybridzein’ meaning ‘to commit an outrage against someone’ and ‘philo’ which means ‘a strong preference for’. Sexologist John Money reportedly defined it as a paraphilia in which an individual is sexually aroused by a partner who has a predatory history of hurting other people (Money, 1986, as cited in Matuszak, 2017). In his book, Serial Killer Groupies, true crime and crime fiction author RJ Parker distinguished two forms of hybristophilia: passive and aggressive. The former is when an individual contacts a criminal with the intention of striking up a relationship with them, allowing themselves to be seduced and manipulated but having no interest in committing a crime themselves. The latter are far more dangerous, as the individual not only derives sexual pleasure from their partner’s atrocities but are active participants in carrying out or covering up the crime. To quote Griffiths (2013, as cited in Pettigrew, 2019):

“[They] help out their lovers with their criminal agenda by luring victims, hiding bodies, covering crimes, or even committing crimes. They are attracted to their lovers because of their violent actions and want to receive love yet are unable to understand that their lovers are psychopaths who are manipulating them.”

In some ways, hybristophilia is the nearest thing we have to a realistic understanding of why people love yanderes. I mean, much of the fantasy surrounding such characters and their media tend to be filled with posts begging to be spat on or calling the rightfully terrified main character ungrateful for being a teeny bit upset about finding surveillance cameras in their ceiling. However, enjoying fictitious immoral activity does not predict real perpetration, so what does? There exists little consensus amongst psychologists as to what sparks this particular predilection, and that was strange to me. You would think there would be more studies into this topic, in spite of or perhaps because of its controversial nature. Heck, that one dude wouldn’t shut up about white women’s obsession with Bundy and Dahmer, and I assumed he had gotten that information from somewhere, but it turns out that was just him using modifiers to justify sexism.

However, I believe that we can hedge a few guesses, and over the course of my research, I’ve organized the main rationalizations under four umbrellas which I will explore through the lens of my favourite yandere-themed Visual Novels. Please keep in mind that most of these games are rated as mature due to sexual scenes and/or gore. Additionally, in the spirit of transparency, this ramble will be focused exclusively on male or masculine yanderes. So, without further ado:

Call Me Bob the Builder Because I Can Fix Them

If you’re familiar with DC Comic’s Batman, or just happen to have attended any costume event held over the span of the last 20+ years, you may be familiar with the character of Dr. Harleen Quinzel, better known as Harley Quinn. Initially created as the Joker’s one-off sidekick in Batman The Animated Series, she was so well-received by audiences that she became a recurring character in the cartoon and was eventually given a proper origin story in the form of a one-shot titled Mad Love.

Harley’s origin story has seen some alterations over the past decades, but the core aspects remain largely untouched. In the beginning, Harleen Quinzel was a promising young woman who wanted was a degree from the university’s prestigious psychology department, which she gained through…less than scrupulous means.

(Listen, I’m not sure if the authors were leaning on the Dumb Blonde stereotype, or if they simply thought that casting her as a genuinely bad student would make her later actions more believable. Either way, the idea of Harley as someone with a legitimate PhD came later)

After landing an internship at Arkham Asylum – a half-hospital and half-prison straight out of the 1870s that might as well be built out of one-ply tissue-paper soaked with gasoline and left next to a crate of fireworks – Harleen set her sights on the then incarcerated Joker. At the start, her fixation on the criminal wasn’t remotely sympathetic. She didn’t want to help him, she wanted to use him. Harleen Quinzel wanted piggyback off his infamy and write a tell-all tale detailing what sort of messed up childhood resulted in Gotham’s Clown Prince of Crime. Yet the more she interacted with him, the more the Joker took advantage of her empathy. By the end of their sessions, Harley no longer saw him as a violent serial killer with a clown schtick, but as a “lost, injured child looking to make the world laugh at his antics.”

But Diya, you may be asking, what does this have to do with the video? The Joker never loved Harley, and it could even be argued – as Shehadeh did in a 2017 essay – that her obsession with the pasty-faced clown is more akin to Histrionic Personality Disorder. While that may be the case, I believe that Harley’s story provides one of the reasons yanderes are so popular: their backstory.

Whether they were abandoned by their family, bullied by their peers, experimented on by evil scientists, starved on the streets, died under mysterious circumstances and then trapped in a haunted VCR tape for decades, or are simply so impossibly inhuman that they frankly do not understand why it isn’t socially acceptable to imprison their crush in a pocket dimension made of meat and non-Euclidean geometry, yanderes often have fairly sympathetic or at least understandable explanations for why they are Like That. Your mileage may vary significantly depending on how much you sympathize with these motives, but the point is that yanderes always make sense to some degree. Their morality and priorities may be twisted or even completely incomprehensible, but the audience almost always knows the reason, and that can be comforting. In the real world, other people aren’t always straightforward, and we never really know what they’re thinking, but narrative coherence demands a semblance of internal consistency lest the audience end up frustrated and confused. So yanderes are not only easy to sympathize with, but also fairly predictable. In-universe they may be unhinged freaks with a blood fetish, but to you watching from behind the safety of the screen they’re just acting out the script written for them based on a prototype. And if you understand the why behind their loose gears, then you might just be able to put them back together again.

The concept of rescue romances or “I Can Fix Them” has been around in our stories for thousands of years. The Epic of Gilgamesh detailed how Shamhat essentially ‘civilized’ wild man Enkidu through ritual lovemaking, and a concerning number of religions push the idea that women are dutybound to save men from the follies of sin. Yet men are not exempt either, with one notable example being the German fairytale, King Thrushbeard. Call it what you will regardless: Knights in Shining Armour, the Florence Nightingale Effect, or a plain old case of Because You Were Nice to Me, studies have shown that human beings generally like helping [DA2] others, even when the reason doesn’t necessarily stem from pure altruism. I will delve deeper into this later, but care and compassion are deeply ingrained in human nature, and arising from those roots is the appeal of this mentality: You can save them. You can change them. You can make them better. You are special, and the way you treat this person carries a weight that has not and will never be matched by anyone else for the rest of their mortal or immortal existence.

The illusion is a delicious one, especially if the person you’ve helped turns out to be a billionaire CEO with cash to burn, a super powerful ghost king willing to raze continents to dust for you, a demon having fun on a Friday night, or just your average hot creep with a knife. Moreover, different people have different ideas of what ‘fixing’ even means. Maybe you want to single-handedly rehabilitate your yandere into a functional member of society. Maybe you’re cool with the incessant stalking but would like them to stop slaughtering your friends, family, and local service workers. Maybe you want to make them much, much worse.

Not only do yanderes provide immediate proof that your actions have a tangible impact on the lives of others, but the fantasy also includes the desire of being seen as special. Of being admired and adored by someone whose life you inexplicably made better by virtue of simply being yourself, or an idealized version of yourself. In this fictional world, in this imaginary setting, the person you are is so uniquely, impossibly irreplaceable to someone. And if that’s the case then they can’t risk losing you, can they?

The Allure of Obsession, or ‘Til Death Do Us Part (Literally)

It shouldn’t be necessary, but here is my obligatory disclaimer anyway. Ahem: obsession is not a good thing in real life. Fixating on another human to the detriment of your own wellbeing and that of those around you is dangerous, as is encouraging someone else to obsess over you. You might think you are being worshiped, but real life is not a visual novel. The outside world doesn’t come with an age rating, the author’s guiding pen, and a convenient fade to credits sequence once you’ve reached an ending. The consequences will still be there in the morning, so don’t do it. Just don’t.

PSA out of the way, it’s natural to want to be wanted. Maslow’s Hierarchy places it just above physical safety, but I’d argue that it could easily be compared to baser drives. According to many psychological and anthropological studies, much of humanity’s continued survival and environmental dominance is largely attributed to our ability to form groups, cooperate with one another, and maintain complex interpersonal networks. Social support, intimacy, and a sense of belonging are linked to emotional and physical benefits, such as more optimistic health perceptions, higher subjective well-being, increased creativity and innovation, and greater self-efficacy (DeWall & Bushman, 2011; Harandi et al., 2017; Wang & Sha, 2018). Therefore, it’s perfectly understandable that rejection of any sort would be construed as a threat.

But if someone is obsessed with you, then you have no reason to worry about that, right? No more nights spent agonizing over how they feel about you, asking yourself whether your last text made you sound too desperate, or if you’re boring them because you spent the past hour info-dumping about Stardew Valley farm layouts. With a yandere, there will never be any doubt that they care about you. Sure, they might go about it in weird, manipulative, and insidious ways that violate your physical and mental autonomy, but you can’t deny their loyalty. They do love you in their own bizarre way. You are the sun around which they orbit. When you’re in the room, no one else exists. Every single messy flaw is just another bullet point on the mile-long list of why they adore you.

In essence, yanderes are not only attentive, but their love can be virtually unconditional. A yandere might know everything about you, and still revere you. It’s unhealthy as hell and you might genuinely question their taste, but it can be tempting to pretend that all of you, right down to the ugliest parts of yourself – the traits and choices that you would never share with another living soul even at gunpoint – are worthy of understanding, if not open praise and affection.

Attractiveness, or Okay but Have You Considered That They’re Hot Though?

I mean what am I supposed to say here? They’re hot, what do you want from me?

No, but in all seriousness, fictional media paints an idealized version of the world, and most yanderes are hot because they have the freedom of existing purely behind that screen; artfully arranged and edited to forever appear compelling to anyone who happens to enjoy their particular style. And there are a lot of styles to choose from. Whether you want them pretty faced and disarmingly cute, or scarred up and big enough to pin you like a butterfly, yanderes come in a wide variety of shapes and sizes that are meant to pique your interest and draw you in like a naïve little fish being lured towards the mouth of an angler fish, unwilling to believe that anything bad might happen to us when the bait is this pretty.

This is often referred to as the Halo Effect, a form of cognitive bias referring to the tendency for people to assume that a single obvious positive trait must be associated with other positive traits. The go-to characteristic is typically physical attractiveness, but a nice voice, good humour, and cooking skills are also factors which serve to influence our perceptions.

So, conventional physical attractiveness is one thing, but that’s only skin deep. What about beyond that? After all, the yandere still has to talk to you before they enact their master plan of tying you up in their basement until Stockholm Syndrome kicks in.

When I showed my friend a picture of John Doe from the game John Doe, she told me that he looked like a creepy slob, and she’s far from the only person who’s ever thought so. Look at them. I feel like if I tried to comb that hair it would simply eat me, and some of the CGs really put the scopophobia in Scopophobia Studios. I love Doe, but he is not hot, and he doesn’t behave in a normally appealing way either. If the player chooses not to take a bath, Doe will immediately comment that you “smell good” before following you home, breaking into your house, and leaving a bloody organ on the floor for the player to trip over. Many yanderes can at least fake a veneer of normalcy, but from the get-go Doe doesn’t even bother to pretend he’s anything less than an otherworldly creature stuffed into a vaguely person-shaped meatsuit. In an effort to find out why so many people had latched on to Doe – including me – I shopped around social media and YouTube for answers, and what I found was a widely unanimous sentiment.

While some were drawn to his fun design and goofy personality, most simply thought that he wasn’t inherently malevolent, just very confused. In addition to being a supernatural being with a completely alien axis of morality, Doe’s meta-awareness and unbridled attempts at winning the player’s affection lends him quite a bit of support from the audience, especially if you yourself also happen to struggle with social cues and relate to his pure earnestness. In Ending 7 of the extended version, the player character has the option to tell Doe – who has altered himself to pass as more ‘normal’ – that they prefer who he truly is, at which point he grows visibly flustered and sports an adorable pair of literal heart-shaped pupils.

Whether they’re charismatic, seductive, cute, sweet, funny, nurturing, or generous, the best yanderes have engaging personalities. Even while they’re committing truly heinous crimes against God, man, and your guts, you still kinda want to hang out with them, and you want them to acknowledge you as being just as interesting. And this is all fine in fiction because you’re the one in charge, and if you ever get bored or uncomfortable or busy with something else, then you can simply close the tab or window with zero consequences, which brings us to the final and most important reason.

Power Dynamics and Consent in Fantasy (I Couldn’t Think of a Joke Here Guys, This Is Kinda Serious)

Once again, I feel that I must preface this section just for the sake of my own peace of mind: sexual coercion and assault are vile and disgusting crimes that should never be emulated or tolerated in the real world. We are speaking purely of fictional media, specifically adult-oriented media in this case, so please be mindful.

In 2009, Bivoni and Critelli conducted a study on 355 undergraduate women with the goal of assessing the reasons behind fantasies of non-consent. At the time, there were two leading explanations of this phenomenon. One stated that women with high libidos but repressed views of sex used these imaginary scenarios to alleviate the guilt they had grown to associate with sex. Because the simulation was a purely mental exercise and they themselves were cast as helpless victims in the scenario, they were able to remain blameless while still finding sexual gratification. The second stated that these fantasies were an expression of liberation by women who were adventurous and comfortable enough with their own sexuality to engage with taboo ideas that they weren’t at all interested in performing in real life. Which do you think was more common?

If you guessed the second option, you’d be right. The study found that of the 220 women who had experienced such fantasies, 45% found theirs erotic, 46% were mixed, and only 9% reported pure aversion. One justification for this outcome relies on psycho-biological theories, for example masochistic preferences or the unintended activation of the sympathetic nervous system and subsequent mis-attribution of arousal. Other reasons have to do with higher order thinking and are tied to the power dynamics within such fantasies. On the surface is the appeal of being so desirable to someone that they simply cannot control themselves, but then there is a deeper impulse, which the researchers referred to as Adversary Transformation. To quote the article: “[fantasies] involve a struggle between an assailant and a potential victim in which it is relevant to consider who is the winner and who is the loser. At one level, it is a struggle over sex, but the woman's non-consent may be feigned or token. At another level, the woman may be seeking a victory that is not about whether sex occurs, but about what happens emotionally between the protagonists.”

Basically, the imaginary perpetrator may have ‘won’, but the self-character need not have ‘lost’.

Media provides an extra layer to the illusion, one that you as the viewer have absolute control over. If you are choosing to engage with a piece of media that explicitly labels itself as including R18+ yandere content, then you clearly have some expectations, and that background awareness goes a long way in reducing long-term discomfort and allowing audiences to make informed decisions. If you don’t like the plot, you can simply turn it off it with the click of a button, and when the screen goes dark it’s not like the yandere is going to punish you for saying no. Strade isn’t going to break into your house with a drill, there are no homicidal clown ghosts hiding in your TV, and no suspicious pink-haired hackers watching your webcam. They aren’t real, and the consequences aren’t real either. You have all the power here.

Conclusion

In summary, Yanderes are appealing for a variety of reasons. Whether you want to save them, think they’re attractive, wish to indulge in a dream of being utterly coveted, or simply enjoy a bit of spice in your me-time, it’s obvious why the trope has persisted for so long and will likely continue to do so. If you enjoy yanderes but are worried that having a taste for the less wholesome side of things might imply something about who you are as a person, don’t be. The notion that fantasies and media preferences directly reflect subconscious desires is not only painfully out of date debunked nonsense but also indicative of restrictive ideologies wherein bad thoughts = sin. This isn’t 1984. You haven’t committed a thought-crime by having a weird kink. You aren't going to superhell for fantasizing. The human mind is hardly ever so mathematically rational, and the point of fiction is to allow us to safely engage with and explore various ideas, provided the everyone involved is mentally, chronologically, and emotionally mature enough to do so.

Thank you all for listening to me. If you learned something or were just a little bit entertained. If you're curious about knowing more, I've listed my sources below

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Critelli, J. W., & Bivona, J. M. (2008). Women’s Erotic Rape Fantasies: An Evaluation of Theory and research. Journal of Sex Research, 45(1), 57–70. https://doi.org/10.1080/00224490701808191

DeWall, C. N., & Bushman, B. J. (2011). Social acceptance and rejection. Current Directions in Psychological Science, 20(4), 256–260. https://doi.org/10.1177/0963721411417545

Flynn, F. J., Reagans, R., Amanatullah, E. T., & Ames, D. R. (2006). Helping one’s way to the top: Self-monitors achieve status by helping others and knowing who helps whom. Journal of Personality and Social Psychology, 91(6), 1123–1137. https://doi.org/10.1037/0022-3514.91.6.1123

Harandi, T. F., Taghinasab, M. M., & Nayeri, T. D. (2017). The correlation of social support with mental health: A meta-analysis. Electronic Physician, 9(9), 5212–5222. https://doi.org/10.19082/5212

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Matuszak, M. (2017). Hybristophilia White Paper. https://static1.squarespace.com/static/55dfd21ee4b0718764fb34cc/t/5cb7cabee5e5f00ab13be58b/1555548863275/Hybristophilia+White+Paper.pdf

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silveryclear · 8 months

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Blow it for me~

MDNI All STNAF content is 18+ and so is this blog

Friend belongs to @stnaf-vn

CW: NSFW 18+ content, Blowjobs, Throat Fucking, Versatile, Dirty talk

A/N: Birthday post re-upload

“Oh.. fuck.. sweetheart!” Friend grunted above you, panting heavily as he held onto the nape of your neck.

You chuckled softly as you ran your tongue up his hard cock. You lick the precum from the tip before placing a kiss on it, all while you gazed smugly into his half lidded eyes.

And it took all of his strength to not just thrust his fat cock into your mouth and bury it deep in your throat.

“Fuck, baby… you’re gonna be the death of me…” He groaned at the sight of you kneeled between his legs, teasing his throbbing cock.

“Tapping out already? I thought you wanted this~?” You teased, your hands running up and down his naked thighs, slow and caressing.

He whines, bucking his hips against your face, painting your cheeks with his precum. “Are you punishing me for asking for a blowjob on my birthday?”

At this, you wrap your mouth around his cock and deep throat him suddenly, eliciting a choked moan from the desperate birthday boy. You raise your head, his cock slipping out of your throat with a pop. “You could have asked nicer…” You look at Friend deviously, digging your nails in his thighs.

“Fuck!” He arches his back. “I’m sorry! Please…” Friend whines, incredibly needy.

“Please what, birthday boy~?” You purr, kitten licking his swollen tip agonizingly slow.

Friends hands go to his sides and they grasp the sheets of the bed with a vice grip. His dick twitches against your tongue and he bites his lip as he whimpers. “Please! Suck my cock… I’m begging you..!”

You chuckle smugly. “As you wish, my love~”

You envelop his cock in your warm mouth, slowly lowering your head to take him fully. You gag slightly once you feel the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, the trimmed hair on his pelvis brushing against your nose. However, you’re determined to take it all. It’s his birthday after all.

You can hear Friend moaning out your name above you, raising his hips from the bed as he slowly began to throat fuck you. You revel at the feeling, grabbing his hips and moving your head in sync with him.

“Oh… oh fuck!” He hissed. “Oh, baby… you feel… so good…” He moaned breathlessly as he picked up the pace. His self control vanishing as soon as he gazes upon his beautiful sweetheart gagging on his dick with tears pricking the corners of your eyes. “You look… amazing…” He grunts. “You were made for me… made to take… my fucking cock.”

You shiver at the praise, humming in delight. The vibrations travel straight to his dick. Completely consumed by his desires, a more primal side of Friend awakens as he grabs the back of your head and fucks your throat roughly.

You can only sit back and take it, allowing your lover to use you as he sees fit on his special day. Watching Friend lose himself to his desire had you mewling and humping your sex against his leg slightly to relieve yourself.

Friend looks down and chuckles darkly at what he sees. “Well, well… who’s the desperate one now~?”

You whimper, your sounds muffled as Friend thrusts deeper into your throat, hissing and trembling above you. “I’m… gonna cum… in that pretty mouth of yours…”

You try to nod, your body twitching and feeling lightheaded from the lack of air. Friend pulls out and you gasp, coughing slightly as you regain your breath.

“Keep that mouth open for me sweetheart…” He growls, pumping his cock fast as he stares at your disheveled state and tear stained face. “Look at you… fucking perfect~”

You whimper, staring up at him with puppy dog eyes and your mouth wide open as you wait obediently for his cum. You roll your tongue out for extra measure… and it drives him straight to his peak.

Friend’s whole body shakes as he comes undone, pumping the cum out of his cock and spurting it straight into your mouth. “Oh fuck… oh shit… yes… yesss…” He throws his head back, stroking himself and milking the rest of his cum out. He shivers as his sensitive tip brushes against your lips and tongue. “Fuck yes… take it all…” He murmurs, absolutely fucked out of his mind. He looks down at you, mesmerized by the sight of you holding his cum in your mouth.

He licks his lips at the sight. “Swallow.”

You obey, aroused by how demanding Friend had become. You gaze up at him through half lidded eyes and you smile lovingly at him. “Happy birthday, my love~”

He smiles back, leaning down and pressing a kiss against your sweaty forehead. Friend leans back and gives you a mischievous grin.

“My birthday isn’t over yet~”

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oko-yandere-vent · 4 months

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It took me so long making this video, I hope you like it!

Game: See Thru Need a Friend? by @itsya-boi @stnaf-vn

#okoyo-ko #yandere #stnafgame #friend stnaf #stnaf #Youtube

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kuruchyo · 3 months

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I thought I posted it but I didn't so here small sketchs of Friend and my Sona Kuru:

#yandere #friend stnaf #stnafgame #vnyan #stnaf

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alizera62quartz · 5 months

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My FABULOUS Friend~

🩷📷🩷

#alizera62 #my artwork #stnaf #fanart #stnafgame #pink #dress up #friend #yandere #see thru need a friend #sparkles #glitter #hearts

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nifreti-ii · 6 months

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Friend looking cute in a skirt o.o

I just really wanted to draw him in a skirt ToT. he so fucking cute I cant like AAAAAAHHH- my dumbass really likes Yandere mf holy shit.

I've only been into STNAF for a small bit, but damn I am HYPED. After seeing some of the progression that @stnaf-vn has made, I JUST KNOW THE NEXT UPDATES GONNA BE GOOOOOD.

Not me patiently waiting for all of the yandere vns I like to update smiling like a doofus :D

Check out my Masterlist for my art and writing. :3

#digital art #fanart #my art #digital drawing #my fanart #art #digital fanart #stnafgame #friend stnaf #yandere visual novel #yandere vn #stnaf #yandere

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bloodsuckerproxy · 6 days

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Introducing...The Jacksons!

The family for my STNAF OC Lenny (find more about him here)

I knew when I made Lenny I wanted him to have a very different upbringing to Friend. I knew he was going to come from low-income and he's personally based off the type of people I grew up around and as. We also don't see this family type often enough and I wanted to show that :3

As always, STNAF belongs to @stnaf-vn and please check the game out!!!!

About the Family

Lil Frankie

5'9"

Protective, Cold, Selfless, Tomboy

Frankie was thought to be a boy during Ruby's pregnancy and so they were going to name her after Frank. Turns out she was a girl and they stuck with the name, opting for Frankie instead

She comes off as rude and cold, but she actually is just no nonsense and wants to keep her family/friends safe

Currently a bodyguard and does boxing on the side

Very salty she is shorter than Lenny

Daddy's girl

Frank

6'1"

Caring, Clumsy, Artistic, Sweet

Frank is like literally the embodiment of Goofy. He does his best but always seems to get hurt or break something. He means well though!!

Was a young dad (17) but did his best for his kids, including going back to school so he could get a better job once Lil Frankie was a couple years old

Currently a mechanic. Likes to make trash sculptures on the side

Very DIY. Taught Lenny everything about fixing things and making something out of nothing

Loves Ruby dearly. Will always find a way to gift her something. Knows her fave lipstick shades

Rebecca "Ruby"

5'9"

Assertive, Chatty, Caring, Motherly

Ruby was also 17 when her and Frank had Lil Frankie. She finished high school and worked through cosmotology school after the pregnancy

Currently a hair stylist and nail tech

Practiced doing hair and nails on Lenny since he liked spending time with her

She adores how sweet (and slightly stupid) Frank is and that's why they ended up falling in love. They are high school sweethearts fr <3

Will always welcome people into her home even if she can't offer anything more than a roof over their head or an ear to listen. Very selfless

Comes off as very gossipy but she will die with your secrets if you ask her to

Lenny

6'2"

Carefree, Open Minded, Optimistic, Punk

Takes after his dad in personality but is a total momma's boy

Ruby: Ruby taught him about fashion, makeup, nails, etc. and often practiced on him since he liked being pampered. He loves his mom a lot and her open minded nature made him the man he is today

Frank: Frank and Lenny don't need to say much to be together. They are very similar people and even though Frank's silly stories never seem to make sense, Lenny always listens. They love to make trash sculptures together or go dumpster diving

Lil Frankie: Frankie always had to look out for Lenny since he was a bit of a naive kid, but also when he got more into fashion. She would protect him despite the fact he could defend himself from bullies. He loves his big sister and he loves to annoy her (she pretends to hate it but she loves him back lol)

Anyways I wanna draw more STNAF once I have time fr fr :3

#stnaf #see thru need a friend #see thru need a friend oc #oc #original character #fanart #digital art #artists on tumblr #punk #midwestern #family

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infectedollysworld · 13 days

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Friend x (afab gn) reader please 🙏 🙏

(Smut if you are comfortable but anything for friend pls I am starved for content with this man 🙏🙏)

— ꒰‧⁺ RESTLESS ☁️ *ೃ༄

•ଓ.° [ FRIEND x AFAB!reader ] [ NSFW ]

both you and friend are soo tired, and decide to take a nap! — it unintentionally escalates… friend is just pent up!

[ FRIEND BELONGS TO @stnaf-vn !!! ]

[ NSFW ] [ 18+ ] [ sleepy sex !! ^^ ] [ friend is DOM! ]

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plush blankets envelop you gently as they’re thrown over your body. your boyfriend sits at the edge of your bed, wide eyed as he sets a few more blankets at your feet.

“mmh.. you don’t look tired,” you speak, visibly relaxing at the weight atop you.

“not really sweetheart, but you sure are.” he replies, gently tossing a few plushies at your face.

the two of you had just gotten back home from running around the mall. while driving home, both you and friend agreed to rest the minute you walked through the front door.

the both of you, practically in sync, dressed out of your outside clothes and into your cozy pajamas. though, you beat your boyfriend to bed, throwing yourself onto it face first.

the bags you’d been carrying all day made your forearms sore.

it was almost as if everything you touched, lightly complimented, or simply looked at for a second too long ended up at the front counter. no matter how much you insisted you’d pay, claimed you didn’t need it, how much he’d be wasting his money on that silly little knick knack, friend’s card was inserted into the reader to shut you up.

he sure spoils you, no doubt. you couldn’t be any more thankful.

“cmon friend, lay down” you say, flipping over to face him.

friend smiles at your messy hair and droopy eyes, hearts lightly forming around his head. “whatever you say.”

almost immediately, you feel your boyfriends arms slither around your waist, pressing your head even closer to his chest. he hums, finally reconnected with you.

now that you think about it, he’d been attached to you all day. you’ve caught on to his stunts, he reveals his possessiveness most in public spaces. though, you can’t say you hated it.

he takes in your scent, sniffing at your hair. his lips are placed atop your forehead, giving you a quick kiss. “you smell soo good.” he speaks, scooting his head back a bit.

your eyes are closed, but you can certainly feel his gaze scanning your features. you almost looked asleep, if it weren’t for the subtlest grin on your face.

friend hums as he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck. “i love you so much, sweetheart.. so so much.”

you smile even wider, “i love you.”

a wholesome moment, so wholesome you felt as though you could cry. that was until his knee slides in between your thighs.

he was just getting comfortable! you thought, attempting to convince yourself his movement didn’t make you feel something. only moments later, his hips buck forward into yours, only making his thigh grind even harder against your crotch.

squirming a bit, hands are met at your waist, holding you steady.

your growing heat progressively becomes more needy for friction. you want to move, want to seek out that clash, but you were just so tired. only thing you could do was wait another movement from friend. and he did. he jolts his hips forward even more, riding his thigh even harder against your heat, making you make the quietest hum. though, it wasn’t quiet enough for friend to overlook. “you okay, love?” he asks, a hand running up and down your side. “mhm..” you murmur, slightly clasping him even closer to your chest.

“yeah? you falling asleep?” he speaks, his leg completely pushing upward even more intensely. your fingers clasp his shirt, the tension being too good to not move. friend tests the waters once more, placing a hand just above your crotch. you wriggle even more, gripping onto him. “what?” he asks, “does that feel good?”

you roll your eyes, refusing to let go. “you know what you’re doing.” you speak, a little irritated.

“hmm? can’t hear you..” he smiles, fingers lightly trailing farther down your body.

fidgeting even more, you press yourself down onto his leg, seeking out that friction you desperately need.

“yeah baby? you want it?” he speaks, “tell me what you want.”

his free hand plays with your hair. such a cute gesture, even though he’s practically toying with your pussy under the sheets.

“tell me only what you want. not what you think i want.” he kisses your temple, “no matter the answer, i’ll do as you please.”

nodding your head up and down repeatedly, friend almost instantly slips his fingers beneath the fabric of your pants.

“but friend.. mmph.. i’m tired” you complain, wrapping your arms around his neck.

his fingers aligned perfectly with your entrance, he shakily huffs. “you want me to take care of you baby? you want me to be in control?”

“mhm..” you murmur, jerking your hips against his slender fingers.

using his free hand, he grabs at your chin, tilting your head for you to look at him.

“tell me you want me.” he speaks, hearts visible in his eyes.

“i want you, friend.. i want you so badly..”

it was as if you flicked a switch, a switch in his mind that made his body move in every right way.

massaging your clit was enough to get you going, though the prep is what really had you groaning into him. slipping a finger in your entrance, your back arches against his torso. inserting another finger, you moan softly, eyes squeezed shut while friend moves his fingers inside.

“tell me how good it feels. tell me baby.. i wanna hear you say it.” he groans, hips jolting against your thighs.

“it feels so good, my love.”

#so sorry this isn’t completed !!#thank you for the req !!#i appreciate you <3 #he’s a little obsessed w/ your voice..#my headcannon ??#i love friend sm #itch.io #visual novel #yandere #friend stnaf #stnaf #stnafgame #dollyswriting ✎#writerscommunity

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saitosasha · 11 months

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#see thru need a friend #tw yandere #🖌️stnaf fan content #stnafgame #friend stnaf #stnaf #🐠 stnaf siren au

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itsfasterifyouroll · 1 year

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🤪📸

#fan art #stnaf #friend

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yan-sideblog · 2 years

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Masterlist 1.0

Yep i finally put one together 🤣. This is what I've been spending time on here lately.

Group

Zombie apocalypse. (Jack, Alan, Peter)

Most to least likely to steal your clothes. (Jack, Alan, Peter)

How dangerous are they? (Jack, Alan, Petet)

Oral game. (Jack, Alan, Peter)

Getting frisky in public. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Feral/gremlin reader. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Living with all of them. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Calling them the wrong name. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Calling him your husband. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Passing out from anemia. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Male darling coming out as trans. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Guys with a tall SO. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Y/N in a good place in life. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Y/N refusing or forgetting to eat/drink cause of work. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Y/N smells nice. (Jack, Alan)

Guys with a short SO. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Y/N doesn't believe the guys are into them. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Ahego face joke. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

V killer sweater. (Jack, Ren)

Nervous & shy Y/N. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Y/N bites them. (Jack, Alan)

Y/N knows they're yandere & has rules. (Jack, Alan, Ren, Peter)

Wiccan SO. (Alan, Friend)

Werewolf Alan & mermaid Ren. (Alan, Ren)

Revealing clothes. (Jack, Alan, Ren. Peter)

Jack

Doing his hair.

Comforting Y/N after a bad day.

Y/N being especially forward.

Sick Y/N.

Y/N wanted alone time.

STT AU meeting his family.

Y/N had a broom when Jack appeared.

Taking care of Y/N who pushes themself.

Insomniac Y/N.

Y/N is good at singing but is self conscious.

Things he's said.

Alan

Consequences.

Y/N has facial scars from their ex.

Y/N likes wearing his coat/sweater.

Ren

Assorted n/sfw headcanons.

Peter

Ticklish Peter.

Y/N with narcolepsy.

Player looses a loved one.

Vampire Peter.

Y/N can't have children.

Vampire Peter 2.

Y/N suddenly sings to him.

Assorted headcanons.

N/sfw headcanons.

Don

Assorted headcanons.

100 followers drabbles

Jack.

Alan.

Ren.

Peter.

SDJ 80s Camp AU

Intro.

Gettin frisky in the lake house.

Assorted headcanons 1.

Horror movie night.

Kids gossip about Jack & Y/N.

Y/N sleep talks during a lewd dream.

While camp is closed.

A night at the bar.

Assorted headcanons 2, meet the lifeguard.

SDJ Childstar AU

Intro.

More info.

Theories

MDHM Y/N's ex was abusive.

How much of Jack's personality is Jack vs how much is Joseph.

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hirasaragii · 3 months

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▸ let's aaall clap for me in honor of Friend's return 👁️

▸ hooray hooray hooray.

#art #artwork #fanart #traditional art #traditional artwork #traditional fanart #see thru need a friend #stnaf #stnafgame #friend #artist #artist on tumblr #hirasaragii

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silveryclear · 5 months

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Hide and seek

MDNI ALL CONTENT REGARDING STNAF IS 18+ AND SO IS THIS BLOG

Friend belongs to @stnaf-vn

Pairing: Friend/ AFAB Reader

CW: Sensitive Content, Kidnapping, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Obsessive Behavior, Implied Murder, Drugging, Panic Attacks

A/N: The writing process for chapter 7 of the STNAF Coraline AU is coming a bit slower than expected, so here’s some angst while you wait heheh.

Your keys jingle uncontrollably as you try to balance the groceries on one hand while trying to unlock the door. The TV must’ve drowned your knocking and incessant ringing because the babysitter’s presence was nowhere to be found. Once you had managed to find your way to the kitchen and place the bags on the counter, you walk towards the living room; only to find it empty. And a mess.

You roll your eyes at this as you pick up the remote and turn it off. “Kids, how many times have I told you to turn off the electronics when you’re not using them?” You yell as you tidy up around the living room, picking up decor items that were scattered along the floor.

“Did you kids wrestle each other again? I told you to be careful when you play fight!” You sigh and make your way upstairs. To your surprise, your sons were already tucked in and sleeping soundly.

You chuckle and gently close the door. You were thinking about giving the babysitter an earful but they seemed to perform a miracle if they managed to get your kids to bed in time.

Speaking of which, where is the babysitter? You look in the other rooms upstairs, calling out to them. Weird. If they left, they would have given you a call.

Just when you were about to call them, you hear the TV downstairs turn on again. You sigh, feeling as if someone was playing with you like a puppet as you make your way downstairs.

“Hey, I was just about to call you. Thank you for getting the boys to bed early. It’s always a struggle for me so I’m willing to forget about the mess—“

The rest of the words die in your throat as your gaze lands on the person sitting on the couch. The one person you least expected to appear, sitting nonchalantly as you stared at them paralyzed in fear.

Friend smiles sweetly at you, taking the remote control and lowering the volume. His signature blonde hair on full display, however, he’s changed— grown. His muscles flex with every movement and he sports a trimmed beard, all adding to his mature look. His voice got slightly deeper as well.

“I’m glad! We just tussled around in the living room for a while until they were all out of energy. Sorry for the mess, I wasn’t expecting you to arrive so soon.”

You could hear Friend talking but his words were partly drowned by a ringing in your ears. Your hands trembled as your breathing grew ragged. You couldn’t see, you couldn’t hear. You were back in that basement, an IV strapped to your arm as you remember your slow and steady descent into madness— convinced that you loved the man that is standing now in front of you.

“Sweetheart, baby, you need to breathe. Breathe for me, come on…” He says in a sickeningly concerned voice. You don’t want to listen to him, but you can’t afford to pass out, not when your children are upstairs, unaware of the person who is in their home.

Oh god, he was playing with them… how long has he been here? Where’s the babysitter??

“Baby, no, come on. Stay with me.”

“Stay with me, please.” He whimpers. “I love you. I love you so much, sweetheart…”

Flashbacks infiltrate your mind and you can feel yourself falling into that same place you had worked so hard to crawl out of. You push Friend away and glare at him, tears brimming the corner of your eyes. You pant heavily.

“Stay away from me…” you whisper at him, your voice filled with such rage it genuinely took Friend aback. “Stay away from them…”

Friend recovers and smiles softly at you, as if you hadn’t basically sent him to hell with your expression. “You know I can’t do that baby…” He murmurs softly, slowly reaching out his hand to caress your cheek.

You close your eyes for a moment and take a deep breath, doing your best to ignore his gentle touch and gaze— the ones he weaponized to keep you isolated with no one to rely on except him.

You look at him again to see him staring at you you with such an affectionate expression, tears brimming his eyes as he gazes at you. It almost makes you waver.

“I have sons…” he murmurs with the softest most proud voice ever. “You gave me children…” Friend’s voice trembles at the end of the sentence, but he smiles in awe of you.

He reaches out hold your hands and you don’t react, staying silent. “I’m sorry…” he whispers before bringing your hands to his lips and kissing them gently. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be here for you… but I’m here now.” He gives you the widest of smiles. His expression, albeit more mature, still holds that same obsession from years ago. “We can be a family again. You, me, and the triplets.”

You let your tears fall freely as you shake your head, sniffling. “We can’t…”

“Shhh…” Friend slowly wraps his arms around you and embraces you. You begin to sob, trembling in his embrace. “We can and we will…” He rubs your back soothingly as you sob harder from his words. “I searched high and low for you, baby… I haven’t slept in six years.” His embrace becomes tighter, constricting. “I’m never letting you out of my sight again.” He whispers deep and firm, his possessiveness creeping in through his voice.

“No no no no…” You cry out, squirming in his grasp with no hope to escape. He’s gotten bigger, stronger.

“Sweetheart, don’t cry. You know this is what’s best for us. Think of the children. Do you really want them to grow up without a father?”

You shake your head, your eyes closed shut as you do your best to drown out his manipulative words. You know what’s best for your children. You’ve done what’s best for them.

“I did think of them… why do you think I escaped?”

Friend tenses for a moment, his expression hard. It quickly melts into the affectionate smile he usually had with you and only you.

“A momentary lapse of judgment on my part. I should have done better to show you how much I love you.” His hold on you tightens. “I should have kept you in the basement.”

“No, Friend please…” You whimper, crying on his shoulder. You can’t. You can’t go back there. You can’t let your children grow up in this environment, thinking that whatever twisted love Friend felt for you was healthy.

“It’s okay, baby… I’ve already taken care of everything.” He coos softly. “Let me take care of the four of you now…”

His words are like molasses as they stick to your mind and infiltrate your senses. You’re reminded of the way he “takes care” of things and you remember the disappearing babysitter— along with the disappearance of your closest friends and colleagues in the past. Flashbacks of your descent into madness flood back and you thrash against him. Your cries turning into screaming.

Friend sighs and takes out something from his pocket. “I didn’t want to do this…” Suddenly, you feel a prick on your arm and slowly everything begins to swirl into darkness.

“Nooo…” You whimper softly, your eyes half lidded.

“Shhh… just sleep. When you wake up, these past six years would have felt like a bad dream~”

You can only hope these past few minutes were the bad dream as you slowly fall unconscious in your best friend’s arms.

#yandere #fanfic #stnaf #yandere writing #yandere x reader #friend x reader #stnaf friend #stnafgame #💾 see thru need a friend game

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