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yxstxrdrxxm · 22 days
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IMAGINE AVENTURINE WHO... (cw: kakegurui au, obsessive gambling, life and death situation/predicament, aventurine's obsessed, unhealthy power dynamic/s between both sides, possessiveness, yandere behavior)
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... is well known in Penacony as one of the elite gamblers. AVENTURINE doesn't take a simple bet and runs with it, but makes it clear that if you ever play a game against him, he'll take it up to 10 notches.
... is called the 'compulsive gambler of Penacony', where students shiver at the mention of his name. Often, whoever gambles with him is met with a terrible end, citing that being near him is akin to a death wish with how possessed he acts.
... only desires a challenge. He dislikes gambling for the sake of money or power— he has enough and wants to spend it all until the day he dies. All he wants is the thrill, the one that would push him to the edge, constantly seeking for more.
... is an adrenaline junkie and makes those who goes against him rot in debt, becoming housepets in his journey of finding the one, but he had no luck. A shame, as he's a skilled gambler with many tricks and lady luck constantly gazing on his shoulder— until he met you.
... found you intriguing when you played a game of Craps, and although the stakes were rigged and against you, a newbie, you swept the floor with them and exposed them for their crimes. AVENTURINE found it more amusing when you stated, plain as day, "Those house pets of yours are going to need their lives back when they realize it's been rigged from day one."
... asked the other elites and even the president himself, SUNDAY, if he's ever heard of you. To his surprise, it was like no one has, and SUNDAY comments that AVENTURINE may be up to someone that doesn't exist anywhere. Not in the records, outside, or even the entirety of the country.
... began to become the regular of your regulars; who saw you in your games with others. He saw you win on them, exposing how they have seamlessly won those games despite it being against your favor, and turning it on their heads.
..., after studying your behavior and mannerisms, approached you for a little gamble. It isn't much, as all he wants is simply see what makes you tick.
... leads you into his office and you both take your seats, two sets of cards set in front of you. He even told you that the game you two will be playing is Blackjack— a staple of Penacony, he jokes, but you two know it's a lie.
... tells you that if you win, he'll let you in to the Elites and convince SUNDAY to stop pursuing your missing records. Everyone has been itching to get you to fall from grace, and he isn't letting them get their grimy hands onto your pretty face. Not if he has a say in it. However...
... tells you that if he wins, he'll have you as his personal housepet: a trophy to signify that you have fallen for a man that's feared by many.
... watches with a smile as the cards were taken from both sides, eagerly awaiting for the final verdict between you.
... knew it was only one round. Who knew he only has one chance to finally claim what is his.
... chuckles when he sees the results, his eyes gleaming with the sense of pride— to his loss or yours, no one shall ever know.
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yandere-romanticaa · 1 month
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Being the recipient of Black Swans's adoration would be an interesting experience. Truly, you will not see her coming even if in hindsight her advances towards you were obvious when you inevitably find yourself being cradled in her soft embrace.
She smells of gentle perfume and ethereal stars which are hard to pinpoint but the way it clings onto her skin makes you gulp violently.
It's hard to concentrate, particularly when she's staring at you as if you were the most enchanting person in the whole universe.
Black Swan makes sure to spend as much time with you as is humanly possible. Nothing makes her day more than seeing you ramble about whatever it is that has occupied your adorable little mind.
However, her favorite past time is when the sun sets and you step into the vast world of dreams - and that's when she strikes.
She peeks into your memories like it's no one's business, maybe even steals a few for her own amusement and pleasure. Perhaps, she might even insert some new and juicy ones, just to see how much you can take.
You are her new favorite little gem. She'll take good care of you.
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gojoidyll · 3 months
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unknown ! yandere x reader
someone from the penacony cast is a yandere for you. the problem is...you don't even know who they are or that they are the one who is trying to keep you in penacony in the first place.
Imagine that during your long awaited vacation to Penacony is going well but your vacation takes a quick turn for the worse when your small space cruiser gets high jacked by some low grade thugs who take it for a joyride and end up crashing it.
Low-n-behold, you are now stranded on Penacony with no money (you left all your credits on your cruiser for safe keeping and those thugs stole it before making their getaway after crashing) and no way of getting home.
And what's worse, your insurance refuses to pay you for your crashed ship. In other words, you're stuck. Which was how you found yourself working three jobs in Penacony and barely getting any sleep as you rushed to have the funds to afford your new found rent problems and the funds to fix your cruiser. You would buy a new one, but many repairmen have told you that it would be cheaper to fix the damn thing instead of buying a VERY overpriced new one.
And they were right. You checked the markets and those new cruisers were way too expensive for you. Even the used ones were something you couldn't afford.
So, with all hope seem to be lost, your shifts are work getting tougher, and your eyebags getting darker - you truly thought you would never be able to go back home and put this nightmare vacation behind you. That is until you meet the members of the Astral Express.
They were very good people. People who you became quick friends with. The MC was kind to you (but seemed to have a weird obsession with trashcans), March was always hyper but fun to be around, and Dan Heng (though the quiet one of the group) was nice and even offered to help you in some of your jobs.
And then came along Himeko and Welt who graciously offered you a spot on the team as a Trailblazer. You could take a ride with them and go home, or join them on their journey wherever it may lead.
Suffice to say, you enjoyed your time in befriending the Astral Express crew that you couldn't help but to join them. Your worries for money and fixing your old cruiser were long gone as a new chapter in your life started.
However, when a certain someone heard of your new found escape, they couldn't help but to seethe with a quiet rage.
They hired those thugs to wreck your vehicle so that you be stranded in Penacony. They discretely made it to where prices were to high for you to fix your cruiser or buy a new one. They made sure that you would stay forever.
And yet some no-name outsiders were getting in the way.
"No matter," they said, the shadows covering them, "this place used to be a prison after all. I'll keep you here one way or another."
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0mysteiarchives · 3 months
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The Yandere Penacony Escape Attempt Experience
"I'll keep you by my side, whether by will or force."
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Finished the main story days ago and needless to say i'm still recovering from my wife's death-
But after digging through every bit of the character's personality that I could, there's yandere possibilities when I see it
warning: yandere themes and possibly ooc once again i really need a better grip holy shit-
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"Wherever you go you feel watchful eyes gazing upon you. No matter the location whether it be a large area or an entirely different planet. You'll never be able to shake off the unerving feeling of being followed. But it can't be them right? You're sure you've left them behind.."
-Sparkle , Black Swan
"Why would you try to run and hide? They've given you everything you wanted and you're just going to throw that all away? Try as you might, but you'll be back in their arms soon enough. But this time the punishment won't be so forgiving on you."
-Adventurine , Sunday
"Leaving? How could you do such thing? They won't get you back by force but stay with them a bit longer won't you? They'd rather not lose someone so very dear to them ever again, maybe you'll forget about disappearing in due time."
-Acheron , Firefly
"May they remind you that you're involved with a popular figure? They could have your reputation down in seconds, family taken away in a blink of an eye. It might seem harsh, but whatever it takes to get you back, they'll do it."
-Robin , Sunday
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"Why is Gallagher not here??" Because he had 6-7 lines and all I got was that he's a silly guy doing his job..also is it just me or I expected a slightly deeper voice??
"Where Misha??" No.
Also I placed Acheron in the 2nd because I saw a thread talking abt relic lore with Acheron losing someone so- makes sense?? no?? :(
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dex0s · 7 months
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IMAGINE!
WARNING! ♫ !dark content ahead! gore(hand getting cut off), abuse, obsession, and miscarriage!♬ (before you get confused reader and the husband gives their semen to a surrogate mother)
⇨ 𝟷𝟶/𝟷𝟻/𝟸𝟹 ⇦ ♡ Wₒᵣd cₒᵤₙₜ ₋ ₆₅₇ ♡
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YOUR YANDERE HUSBAND! Have been in marriage for 5 years. And it’s the worst 5 years you ever experienced abuse, forced pregnancy, two miscarriages but that man just wouldn’t stop until he had baby trapped you. And when he finally got a baby he wasn’t satisfied so he tried to force you to have another with a different donor, lucky you got away before anything can happen. Then you finally had your baby a beautiful baby girl, she was an angel compared to your husband and you hope she would stay like that. Now it’s your daughter’s 17th birthday and you hope the birthday gift you will give her will go as planned.
First, the arguing. “You know you should stop spoiling that kid so much when you can’t even do the same for your husband” he said, “why should I? She’s my flesh and bones plus she’s an angel unlike you” you answered back. You can see the redness/anger rising to his face, good now continue too anger him and take it outside. “What happened to the obedient person I married. Why are you so bold right now?” He tried stay calm but you can see him about the explode. “Why don’t we take this outside. I don’t want my angel to hear us fight” as you say that you walk outside because if you didn’t he would’ve said why can’t they talk right there.
Now that you guys right both outside it’s time for the second plan. “Now why come out here when we could just-“ Run to the door and lock it that was second plan but that man had other ideas. Just has you were going to close and lock the door your “husband” in question puts his hand between the door. “OW! You little shit! Once I get you, you better pray to whatever god you worship that I don’t snap that pretty neck of yours” he yelled while trying to push the door open.
As you continue to fight him to shut the door he grabs your hand and you start to scream and panic due to your hand about fall off the door. As you thought of the things he will do to you once the door is open in the corner of your eye. You can see your daughter running right at you closing your eyes only thinking that maybe you wrong about your daughter being a angel-“AAHH!? THE FUCK!” Quickly opening your eyes you see your daughter cutting out your husband hand that is grabbing you or was grabbing you. Your daughter quickly locks the door and you can hear your husband cursing like a hellhound. You quickly shake your hand to get the hand off of you and turn towards your daughter. “Come up we have to go” you grab her hand and run to the back door but also get the keys.
You guys get the the backyard and see your neighbor waving at you to hurry and jump the fence. “Are you okay dear” asked the 40 year-old lady. “Y-yea but do you know where the directions to the church is?” You asked in a hurry “Oh! Just jump over the fence in the far back side of the garage and go straight ahead until you hit a light and you should see it.” She answers and you thank her and take your daughter to the fence and you hear someone you didn’t want to hear at the time. “Where are they”he asked, “what are you talking about sir?” The poor lady answered. “ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION” he yells before you jump the fence you can see the lady shaking then after you jumped it you started to run and not looking back but of course your “husband” had to do the final blow. “(Y/N) when I get my hands on you just know that you won’t be my living bride, but my corpse bride”.
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yanderehsr · 24 days
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if this hasn't been asked yet how about Black Swan with paimon reader? 🤔
One Paimon reader coming right up, Hope you'll enjoy😄
Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping
Black Swan is one of the few that actually knows that you used to be the Aeon of Guidance, she tends to stalk you and try to catch you offguard when the Trailblazer isn't around, it isn't to kidnap you, not yet, but to simply talk to you and give you some sweets.
Black Swan does everything she can to make sure that you can't remember your past life, you are much easier to have around when you are so weak and tiny, and as long as you can't remember you can't escape her sight.
Should you ever escape her sight she might just snap.
"So how has your day been, is the Trailblazer still too clingy... just know that you can always talk to me if it gets out of hand, I'll make sure to... talk to them for you"
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cloudshuffle · 8 days
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bon appetit. yan!acheron and black swan
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Somewhere down the line, Acheron and Black Swan had made an alliance.
It was a strange thing, really, and something no one had ever expected. Even stranger, maybe, was what they formed an alliance over. Or who. Not that you knew about this.
You find yourself seated across from Acheron and Black Swan at a round table, shaded by a funny little umbrella as if the weather ever soured in the Golden Hour. Acheron has her chin in her head. Black Swan selects a menu with an elegant finger.
Both of them are staring into your soul.
At least it sure feels that way. You shift self-consciously in your seat. Acheron might be trying to absorb your cells through the power of her vision. Black Swan... maybe trying to x-ray your wallet and see how much you were carrying. You couldn't really tell - reason enough to avoid that weirdo called Aventurine.
"So, darling, what do you want to have?" Black Swan asks sweetly, resting a hand lightly onto yours. You wriggle out from under it, going to take the menu from her as an excuse.
"Errr." You run a finger quickly down the list. In truth, feeling both women's gazes on you, you can barely breathe let alone make a decision. But at least you've been here often enough to know what you like. "Maybe just a Floatdisc Burger."
"Oh." Black Swan sounds disappointed, somehow. Acheron shifts her gaze away for the first time since you'd sat down.
"I'll go order," Acheron volunteers, to your surprise. She gets up, elegantly concise, and walks off.
You can feel the weight of Black Swan's gaze on you again, and finally you can't stand it anymore. "What are we doing here?"
She seems surprised at the question. "Doing? Why, can't friends hang out and enjoy the view?"
She gestures out at glittering, glowing Penacony. Revellers mill like tiny ants in the streets, their laughter and chatter drifting up to you both.
You swallow down a bitterness in your chest, though you can't pinpoint why.
You'd met Acheron first, wandering the halls of the Reverie, looking clearly lost. She'd frozen upon seeing you, trying - and failing - to pretend that she didn't need any help, but you'd ended up taking her to the lobby anyway. A mysterious figure, certainly, but she'd struck you as kind in some way, and you'd both parted ways amiably.
Then you'd bumped into Black Swan on the street soon after meeting Acheron.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," she'd said in that musical voice of hers, reaching out a gentle hand to steady you. With the veil over her head, she looks more like an ethereal angel than an enjoyer of the Golden Hour. But the two of you part ways too with no further incident.
Acheron seeks you out again a few days later - on purpose this time, waiting in the lounge near your suite. This time she isn't lost but she pretends she is, and it's so amusing that you go along with it and take her around Golden Hour to see the sights.
Then you both chance upon Black Swan during your outing, and from then on, you could say, was history.
Acheron returns from the counter. "The food might take a while. It's pretty crowded in there."
She looks from your face, to Black Swan's, your head turned aside and your lips pressed into a thin line. Black Swan blinks innocently at her.
"What? What were you guys talking about?"
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ataraxiaspainting · 4 days
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Can you write for black swan as a yandre?
Lovers Forever, Until The World Falls Down.
Yan Black Swan x F Reader.
Synopsis: Her tarot cards are just as well used to predict the past as they are to predict the future.
Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, manipulation, major spoilers for Honkai: Star Rail 2.0 and 2.1 Updates, implied stalking, and mentions of violence/character deaths.
Word Count: 1.3k.
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When Black Swan’s eyes first lay upon you, she has multiple impressions of you.
The Remembrance has caused her to have manifolds of judgments, some lapses and others more thorough. But never once did the Remembrance ever cause her to be so deeply enveloped in someone that she would proudly showcase what Fuli has blessed her with.
She knows what you are, all of you. Your past, present, and future… all of it is seen within the eyes of the Garden of Recollection.
It is only natural for her to want you to know her as much as she knows you. With social creatures comes the need to connect. When it comes to Black Swan, her wants and her needs are equally important, and thus she has no need to separate them.
“What brings you to me, fair maiden? What ails you?”
The only sounds that arise from you are slight grumbles, and the only fresh sights she has of you are fading tear stains on your cheeks. As a response, she repeats her words softer this time, crosses one of her legs over the other, and rests her head on one of her gloved hands.
“I want…” You start, clenching your nails into your palms so deep they almost bleed. “To know the… thing that killed my friend, Memokeeper.”
In her other hand are a few of her beloved tarot cards, tucked so lovingly between her pointer and middle fingers. 
“Ah,” Black Swan lets out a sigh so gentle you do not hear it. “I presume you are speaking of Miss Robin?”
You nod, looking down at your lap as she lays out the cards in a simple, singular motion on the table.
“Who else would I be talking about?” Your tone is that of an angry hiss, but she knows it is not directed at her. For you, you two had only just met. But to her, with the powers that come with the followers of the Remembrance, it feels like she has known you your entire life.
Black Swan’s gaze is all-seeing, and nothing that is not in the dark can be unseen once she has seen it–even when she wishes it were otherwise, like that dance she had with that Galaxy Ranger.
She wishes now that perhaps she was dancing with you instead.
“Pick a card,” The Memokeeper requests, her now free hand gesturing towards the sight she had just made. “We’ll continue from there.”
“Why?”
She shakes her head slightly as she closes her eyes for a moment. From that expression on your face, she can tell that you have to stop yourself from scoffing at her. “Just trust me; I don’t mean any ill will towards you… and nor will I harbor any.”
“I’ve heard odd things like this about you, Miss Black Swan, but I didn’t think they would have been true.” She knows the comment is not an insult, but it is not a compliment either. “Do people blessed by the Remembrance always act like this? I’m… just curious is all.”
When you point to the card on the center’s right. “Are you planning to replace me already? I thought we were getting along quite well…” 
She turns over the card as her palm faces you, and that causes you to loudly gasp. 
“The Eternal Freeze… Jarillo-VI.”
She turns over the card on the center’s left without asking you to pick another. She stifled a chuckle.
 “Cocolia Rand. A Silvermane Guard trapped in what looks to be a block of ice…”
One after the other, things are revealed. It is faster than either of you could catch your breath. It is faster than what you wanted it to go. It is not faster than the realization that hits when Black Swan connects all your memories into a perfectly completed puzzle.
“Stop it-”
“You have lost someone before, haven’t you?” She can imagine… no, presume, the suffocating atmosphere surrounding you, as you appear on the verge of gasping for air. “You couldn’t save them either… Am I right, Miss [First]?”
You don’t answer, but you don’t look angry anymore. Despite the venomous nature of her words, her tone manages to grow even gentler as she utters them.
“Despite everything you tried to do, you couldn’t save them… Who were they, if you don’t mind me asking such a thing, oh dear citizen of Belobog?”
You avert your gaze from her, once again opting not to respond. Black Swan patiently waits, arranging the cards in her hand to create a semi-circle. As a Memokeeper, she has acquired numerous lessons from the Remembrance, but the most valuable one is knowing the significance of patience.
The fingers that wrap around your own are both warm and freezing cold.
“My… partner.”
She tilts her head to the side, her lips pursing up into a kind smile. “Ah… I see… I didn’t know.” She lies. “I’m sorry for your loss. But… my apologies for saying this… if you couldn’t even save your partner from the blizzard, I believe you cannot avenge Miss Robin’s death.”
Your eyebrows simply furrow like she expected them to.
“For Peniconians, death is a grand illusion, a state of falsehood, something that is not supposed to exist within the Dreamscape… thus, something much more powerful than you or I or even the Family had to break the rules of the Harmony and become… well… Death.”
When Black Swan’s eyes look at new tears as they start to fall, she has only two impressions of you, the others fading away like an amnesiac’s memories.
“I don’t mean any harm when I tell you this. It is the truth, plain and simple.”
Her hand squeezes slightly against yours. Once again, you do not respond.
“You do not have to fight something you cannot defeat.” She scoots her chair slightly closer to your side of the table.
She is met by a few more moments of quietness before you ultimately choose to break the silence. “Her death will be in vain then. Just like theirs. I do not want to be a coward anymore.”
Another sigh escapes her lips, and once again it is not out of exhaustion but rather curiosity.
Her grin remains unwavering, just as she had taught herself to. “You were never a coward in the first place, dear.”
Black Swan continues to move her chair quietly, but not at all subtly, until your thighs touch hers.
“I really won’t be able to… at least help the Family?” You ask. “I am really not… useful?”
“You’re useful in other ways to the people you love and trust, and those who reciprocate.” Her initial judgment is that you require safeguarding from the dangers of the world. It is in your best interest, her best interest, to remain inside a safe and small space, as there is a risk of you inadvertently harming yourself while attempting to assist others.
“Am I?” You mutter, clasping your hands together. “Am I… really? People… really like me?”
She affirms with a slight movement of her head.
Black Swan's second opinion of you is that you pose too great of a risk to be released, as it would result in her being left alone without any chance of ever seeing you again.
It is selfishness that prevents her from showing the two remaining cards, both hidden elsewhere. One of which has the depiction of you dead, and the other has you smiling proudly as she watches from afar in hiding.
The Remembrance has taught Black Swan how to be many things, but it is Black Swan who has taught herself how to be selfish.
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lovelybrooke · 1 year
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Platonic Yandere Soul Eater Gang x reader
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A/N: So, I've been posting a lot of One Piece stuff, so I thought I would be good to break up with other fandoms I'm interested in. Soul Eater is an Anime I haven't watched in a while but really enjoy so I wanted to write something involving the main group. I also want to write for OHSHC and maybe even twisted wonderland and Genshin. Anyway, please like or reblog if you enjoy. Thank you!
The Soul Eater gang is filled with a bunch of odd ball characters. From an outsider's perspective, it is hard to tell that they are even friends. They are almost always arguing, and if they aren't there's an argument waiting to happen.
I like to think that you were a knew student at the DWMA, weapon or meister, it doesn't matter. What matters is that, to these kids, you were interesting. You most likely met Maka first, Soul never too far from her. After that, she introduced you to the others, and the rest was history.
Soul and Maka were like you shadow, never far from you once you became friends with them. Soul is obsessed with anything 'cool' and in his eyes, you are such. You'll never know it, but he constantly worrying about reaching your expectations. Most of the time when he's around you, he's laid back, and compared to the rest of the gang, isn't super possessive. When he's with Maka though, he's more inclined to get upset if someone interrupts your time with him.
Maka is a lot like her weapon, in the case that she isn't possessive over you and your time. She does like hanging out with you and will often spend time studying with you, sometimes even with Kid and Tsubaki. The only thing that gets Maka riled up with you getting hurt. It's something that effects all of them, but Maka always feels as though it is her fault when you get her. She is not afraid to put herself in danger if it means protecting you.
Speaking of Black Star, he is a lot. Just hanging out with him drains a lot of your energy. Out of all of them, Black Star is the one that takes most of your time, not being afraid to threaten someone who is trying to take you away from him. Tsubaki sometimes tries to calm him down, but deep down Tsubaki is just as protective as the rest of the group.
Tsubaki is super sweet. She loves hanging out with you and wishes so much of your time wasn't taken up with school. She hates seeing how stressed you are and will do whatever she can to fix it. She understands that Black Star is a lot to handle, so she's often the one who calms Black Star down when he gets too worked up. However, Black Star and Tsubaki have a hidden understanding, both of them being the one who protect you. If you even go on a mission with them, Black Star and Tsubaki will work his hardest to protect you, both expecting your praise after defeating any threat to you or your safety.
Kid is the strangest. While he loves being your friend, he sometimes feels as though he doesn't deserve your friendship. He wants to be perfect for you, he needs to be perfect for you, and will settle for nothing less. He also encourages you to be your best self, doting on you in every sense. He makes sure you are eating right and keeping up with your studies and training, along with making sure you don't stress yourself out with schoolwork. He wants you to be the best version of yourself, feeling a sense of pride when you accomplish something. Kid is also possessive and will use his status in the school to intimidate students into leaving you alone. He doesn't like when others criticize you, or even talk to you, so he will always drag you away when others try and take up your time, complaining about the so called "useless students."
Once Crona joins the school, they also take a liking to you. They are naturally shy and, like kid, don't believe they deserve you and your kindness. They feel the most content when they are with you and want to be around you constantly. They despise Ragnarök and how he constantly embarrasses them but feels somewhat better when you don't mind. Crona cares a lot about your opinion and will sometimes go as far as changing things about themself to better please you, only stopping when you say not to. Crona also doesn't feel the need to be possessive over you, feeling as though that's wrong, even if they hate it when you are not near them.
All together, they care about you deeply, and want you to be as happy as possible. While they might disagree on a lot of things, they do agree on one thing and that's you. I like to think that Maka manipulates you to move in with her and Soul so that they can keep better track of you and relay that back to the others when needed. You wouldn't really even notice their weird behaviors, since, other than Black Star, are really good at hiding the most negative aspects. If you do ever point out their behavior, they won't hesitate to quilt you into staying with them, referencing how much they've been though, and how they wouldn't make it if you left them.
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hime-bee · 16 hours
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Did I mention I sketched a genderbent Black Swan a while ago? If not, then I'm posting mentioning it now 😍
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yandere-wishes · 4 months
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melodrangea · 6 months
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hi! Thank you so much for this oppurtonity to request! I am so glad the soul eater fandom is still alive after all these years!
Anyways can i request medusa x s/o who is her soul mate? (S/o is also a witch)
But in the end they didn't work out (for obvious reasons). And they are missed each other despite everything. I am not sure if you do angst but if you dont then thats ok just SFW headcanons pls. :) once again thank you very much.
of course anon! I actually started this blog because my favorite soul eater blog was deleted
figured someone had to keep it going, I'm so glad you're enjoying so far!
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Medusa x Witch! Soulmate
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-let me get this out of the way
-you guys AREN'T healthy; at all
-but that's what made you so drawn to her
-you were being attacked by a meister/weapon pair and losing
-as you were close to being killed you felt blood splatter on your face, you looked up and saw an arrow protruding through the meister's chest, their weapon (not headless) next to them
-you looked up and saw with Medusa, her menacing aura was terrifying, yet you still managed to notice the small mark on your wrist disappear; a sign that your soulmate had been found
-Medusa looked at you with cold eyes and you just sat staring in fear
"my this is interesting, seems you're to be mine"
-and she took the word mine very seriously, you never had a choice really, waking up one morning in a locked room, you were now her lover; her prisoner, there was no say in it other than it happened
-your magic was far weaker than hers so you couldn't fight back, and you wouldn't die young like human, you were stuck
-you were only let out when she felt like it, often to clear her victim's blood off of her by taking a shower with her
-or for her to test new spells on you, seeing if you had the strength to fight back
-Medusa wasn't very talkative, but when she was, it was very condescending, reminding you that you were made for her and her alone
-the day she turned herself into the DWMA was the first day in a long time you had seen actual sunlight
-it scared you, burning your skin to even think about going beyond the confines of your prisoner; your home
-you had the chance to run away but you couldn't, so when Medusa found you weeks later, you didn't protest. following through on her orders without protest
-Eruka tried to convince you to leave but you just couldn't, after all you and Medusa were written in the stars, how could a fate like that be wrong?
-when you saw Medusa even in her child body she was terrifying as ever, all she did was give you orders, find Crona and make him fall in line
-she didn't love you, she never did, she didn't even like you in particular
-when Medusa's soul was obliterated, witches made a treaty with the DWMA
-you were free, to do whatever you please, where ever and whoever
-so why did you find yourself sitting in the same dark padded white room, waiting for her to open in and pull you to her, to feel her snakes wrap around you?
-an unshackled prisoner after so long finds himself longing for his confines after all
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just a reminder my dears situations like this are not love, if you have to be isolated to feel love for someone, it isn't real
I hope you enjoyed anon and continue to enjoy and request!
-Melodrangea <3
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Hailo ^^. How you doin? For the request can I please have poly yandere Black Swan and Acheron x gn reader headcanon?
Black Swan and Acheron, my two hot mommies that haven't left my team yet lol and I'm doing good! Thanks for asking <3
Warnings | poly relationship, Yan!Black Swan x Reader, Yan!Acheron x Reader, kind of a short story in headcanon style, grammatical errors, etc.
It all started ... with a dance.
You thought nothing of it at first when a beautiful lady held her hand out to you.
Though, it did startle you when she introduced herself as a memokeeper.
"Black Swan"
She said her name was.
And when she pulled you into a dance effortlessly so, you had yo desperately fight the the red hot fire that you felt on your cheeks, ears, neck.
She asked if you were ok, saying how you looked a bit flushed.
You blamed it on the heat in the ballroom. (That was lie, you were just embarrassed on how such a beautiful lady was dancing with you.)
"May I join in as well?"
You felt a gentle yet firm hand fit and mold itself against your hip and pill you into another embrace.
'I must be dreaming,' was what you thought as another beautiful lady took you into her arms.
She introduced herself as Acheron.
And throughout the dance, you couldn't help but to notice you had two dance partners instead of one, and it became obvious that the two new each other.
Were they friends? Maybe something more?
You couldn't dwell on it for long as the dance got faster, rougher. You couldn't deny the fast beating of your heart.
You couldn't deny the feel of a blade pressing against your neck despite one not being there.
You couldn't deny that the dance was something more than what meets the eye.
And the moment the song ended, you were held in a dip.
Acheron's arm held you perfectly still as Black Swan was knelt on the ground kissing your outstretched hand.
"Simply beautiful. No matter how many dances we chase you in, you always know how to mesmerize us"
"How many ... how many dances you chase me in?"
"Oh dear," Black Swan said, a teasing smile gracing her lips as she got up from her knelt position. Achero. Swiftly following suit as she pulled you up into a standing position.
"It seems our dear lover here has a even worse memory than you, Acheron."
Acheron moved a Stray hair from your face. Her fingers would graze your cheek, almost lovingly.
"Some say fear causes people to forget. Others say it's trauma."
Black Swan hummed in response as she held your hand, Acheron grabbing the other as they led you off the ballroom floor.
"I wonder...," Black Swan began, "is it fear or trauma that causes you forget?"
Your heartbeat quickened.
And Acheron spoke up next, "does it matter? We found her, so let's just start over again."
I did say it all started with a dance, didn't I? Who knew that it would end with one too, heh.
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So I woke up too early had a thought and now I can't sleep because it just keeps spinning in my head. Anyway, self-aware yan Mika go brrrrrr
Imagine Mika's second FS comes and it's adorable and he looks very sweet. But then you log into the game and little self aware Yan Mika has been getting riskier with what he does. Maybe darling in this case just doesn't care about him getting more into gore and his increasingly worrying remarks about him and about them, maybe they enjoy him talking about it maybe they just didn't noticed or thought it was a passing bug. And the moving CG is completely different. It doesn't show in the gacha preview, that looks just fine, but then you pull once (and if course you only need one of whatever pull you make, Mika's just so giddy to show you he can't help himself) and the moving CG has him showing you a page of his eroguro sketchbook.
The story is completely changed too. Part one is fine, but then part two starts and you compare again and again with information online bit for you the second story of the FS is just Mika opening his sketchbook showing you the one piece he has opened and explaining everything about it in excruciating detail. Maybe after a while every time you try to check on that second part the picture changes and it becomes something else, and again you have to sit there listening to him until he's done(the skip button isn't even visible, it's gone, if you try closing and reopening the game no matter how many times you do it it is still there right where you left if. Maybe Mika comments on how he's sad you're too busy to listen to his rambles but he'll wait for you to come back so he can continue, he's so excited to finally have the chance to share his work and passion with you after all!). And if you keep doing it the more interest he'll think you have on his work, you just wanted to see if everything is fixed after a while but now Mika thinks you like his work and you like hearing him talking about it and he relaxes even more with how he talks and what he talks about even outside of the FS story.
Whoops this got out of hand.
Warnings: yandere (i see it as horror, not romance), eroticised gore, Mika being a perv, stalking(? Hacking into cameras), lewd descriptions. Heed the warnings, please, the descriptions of his sketches got dark/gross. Let me know if I missed anything. Reader discretion is advised.
Although the nsft-ness isn't graphic, it's more than just suggestive so minors, don't read ahead nor interact.
Mika is so obsessed... You're all he ever talks about, you're all he ever thinks about. He's even had dreams about you! He's convinced he's fallen in love, and nobody will change his mind. Not even you. Not even the fact that his existence is a mistake, a broken piece of code, and that you exist on an entirely different dimension than him. He'll find a way to break free, to get to you. Until then, this is all he can do. Draw and imagine and hope. And then the FS2s roll around and he thinks... maybe it's time to give you a more personal story.
All this time, he fed you his normal thoughts, just telling you simple things: "I dreamt ya kissed me... I was disappointed when I woke up..." in which he left out that he dreamt you were kissing him while he was knuckles-deep in your ribcage. Gradually amping it up. "I sometimes want'cha to... hurt me. 'S that weird?" he wonders on your homescreen. He beams when he hears you giggle and coo at him from behind the screen. Then he starts randomly giving you a sentence or two about his special art. "I really like drawin' guts. The texture's so fun," and "Sigh...  Drawin' blood splatters without no reference is so hard..." and, yes, after some time, "Hey, hey, Producer... Can I draw ya all gored up? You'd look so cute all bruised 'n bloody~" But still, he takes care to hide his eroguro leanings, for now. Mika is elated you seem accepting of his art, you even seem to think it's endearing at times. But he forgets he's not supposed to be "real", the only reason why you're laughing and calling him cute is because he's supposed to be "fictional", a non-threat.
Then his FS2 arrives. It's a regular card, like all the others. The emotion unbloomed, planned to show him greeting his lovely Producer. Waving and smiling, needle and thread in hand. In the storyline - he was supposed to be greeting them in the dressing room where they came by to check in on his plans for the feature live. That's not what he wanted. The emotion took his model just as much as the homescreen. It was him.
He was in control.
So he changed it. He left the first chapter of the idol story as it is, it was unimportant to him. He only changed the emotion and the second chapter. And Mika patiently waited for his Producer to notice the new banner, the new stories. Fiddling with the hem of his shirt, staring intently, quietly from the homescreen. "Read my story, please, Producer," "Plea~se, scout for my card," "Pay attention to me," "Choose me," love me, love me, love me, love me. He makes sure to come home to you even on a single pull. He wants to show off.
He wants you to see what he did. When you pull the card, when you watch the Emotion, it looks... off. There's something eerie about Mika's leer in it. It's as if he's staring right at you. It feels uncanny. His smile doesn't reach his eyes, in fact, it's more of a grin. And he's holding up a book of sorts. A sketchbook.
He's showing off a self-portrait. An ambitious "what he wishes he was" portrait. A sketch of himself, eyes torn out of their sockets by a pair of disembodied hands. But it wasn't simply gorey... no, Mika drew himself, covered only by a pair of briefs and his own blood.
You were likely taken aback by this. You were grateful for the 5*, but you couldn't shake off the nausea that came with meeting the eyes of this Mika. Just what on Earth could be the context? So you go and read the story. First chapter, entirely normal. Second chapter... there's no title card. No season, no writer, no nothing. The background is Mika and Ritsu's room, but the only character is Mika. It's voiced. Were feature scout stories always voiced? Mika opens by saying he wants to show you something. He wants you to sit on his bed next to him. You, the player, do. You have no choice. Mika is in control. He grabs his sketchbook from under his pillow. "Look," he flips it open, "Tell me what'cha think of this..." he shows you the sketch of himself, eyes missing.
"It's hard, Producer... I still don't really like my eyes... I just wish... Sometimes I wish I could pluck 'em out." The grin doesn't match his words. "Would'ya love me then?" Direct. "Do you keep leavin' and choosin' the others because of my eyes? I'll take 'em out fer ya. I'll let you do it! Just say the word!" You cannot interrupt him no matter how badly you want to.
The story ends with him promising to show you more. That you understand him, that he wants to share all his art with you. And you are... confused. Immediately leaving to social media to figure out what the hell happened. Yeah, Ensemble Stars had its crazy moments, it's rated 18, it's had so many questionable things... but the questionable things were only mentioned. Here, you were treated to very graphic art of a character being mutilated while half-naked. But everyone online, all the livetweets and liveblogs, all the translations, they're all presenting a far different story. A whole different Emotion. Just what the hell?
So you return again. You open the story again. Mika is overjoyed - do you want to hear more? Oh, for you, he'll show it all to you. You won't mind if your phone freezes for a moment while he's inserting himself into the code, right? This time, the story continues from where you left off. This time, he flips a page. Art of Mika himself tied up, blindfolded, gagged. Ribs spread apart. The same disembodied hands from before reaching in to mush his organs. "These are... Mm," he gulps. The Emotion shows him hesitating. He addresses you by your name. Voiced. "I want you to hurt me." Now it's getting weird. "You understand, right? I want to... give ya control. I wanna give myself to you, so if ya wanna rough me up like this..." That's far more than just "roughing someone up"
He has more to say, but you're, frankly, nauseated by it. You let him speak, but aren't listening. He mentions something about artistic gore and symbols. Excuses.
You're back on the homescreen. Mika, whom you put there since he was so likeable to you, was quiet again. No textbox. Just staring at you, smiling. Was the story going to change again?
"Wow, again? Um, well, I ain't got much else to show ya... unless you want me to show ya the... weirder stuff?" Weirder stuff. Just what the fuck could possibly be weirder than what he's shown you so far? ... Never underestimate Mika's tastes.
"This... is my pride and joy," A painting. Of you. How does this game know how you look? Unimportant. "Please, look at the details, carefully," the Emotion is blushing furiously. He gasps and hides his face behind the sketchbook, but his red ears still peek out. "I looked at you so much to draw this... I went through yer gallery... I hacked yer camera... I watched you..." he gulped, "I watched you when you were changin'... 'M sorry for bein' a pervert, (Y/N)-chan, but I did it all so I could do this. Ain't it perfect?"
Truthfully, it was weird just how "perfect" it mirrored your appearance. Not just weird, no, you've decided Mika was a maniac. Sentience, self-awareness, all of that can get fucked. Whatever it was, it was the work of a maniac.
The piece he was so proud of was of you, on your knees, hands tied behind your back, legs spread open. But don't worry! Your sensitive area was covered, remained hidden! By the intestines spilling out of the gaping hole in your middle. A drawn Mika, grasping your shoulder with one hand, the other holding the knife that was buried to the hilt in your gut. He was drawn kissing you. No, it was making out. Spit and tongue were more than present. "Do ya like it?" he has the audacity to ask. "This one took so long 'cause I had so many ideas... I wanted to also-" you stopped listening. Where's the skip button? The interface is malfunctioning. You're on auto without the ability to tap through or skip. You force quit the game.
And when you come back? "Hey, don't interrupt me! I'm bein' so nice, I know ya like my art, y've never once told me ya hate it. Y're the one who encouraged me, remember?" You do not remember. "As I was sayin'..."
You want off this ride, in short, but Mika's not having it. "I get y're pro'lly shy 'bout this, but ya don't hafta be! Y're my own li'l muse, ya need to get used to bein' the subject of my art." But you don't want that. "'Sides... This ain't fer nobody else to see, but me..." Mika giggles. Giggles! You wish you could slap him. He continues showing you piece after piece. Each worse than the previous. Each with worse reasonings and details than the previous.
"Y'know," he pauses. "You don't hafta listen to everythin' right now. If y're busy, you can leave. I'll wait for ya. I'll a~lways be waitin' for ya right here..." back to the unnerving leer from the first emotion. Such a creepy stare... He hugged his sketchbook close to his chest. "Ya don't hafta worry 'bout ever losin' me. I'm never leavin' ya..."
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☆ ͡ ݂・゚゚・。ALL GENDERS ALLOWED 𝔪𝔶 𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔇𝔈𝔛 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔩𝔰𝔬 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔢 𝔇𝔇 (ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔬 𝔗𝔍 𝔱𝔬𝔬)ℑ’𝔪 𝔞 𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔤𝔦𝔤 𝔬𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔡𝔬 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 ℑ’𝔪 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔡 ℑ’𝔪 18 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔩𝔡 , 𝔪𝔶 𝔷𝔬𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔠 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔱𝔞𝔲𝔯𝔲𝔰, ℑ’𝔪 𝔞 𝔄𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔫-𝔄𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔬𝔫. ℑ 𝔤𝔬 𝔟𝔶 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔶/𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔶 ℑ 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔲𝔰𝔢
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