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itsabouttimex2 · 2 months

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Oooh Mei needs some love ! Love to hear your thoughts on Yandere Best friend Mei 🥰

Yandere Mei Headcanons

Mei is doting in a very ‘big-sister’ sort of way, rough and tumble protectiveness meeting an honest (if obsessive) love for you.

So much of your relationship with Mei consists of doting touch. Her hands are always on you whenever she finds a good enough excuse for skinship. A tangle in your hair? Mei brushes it out and makes you sit down so she can check through your hair for more. Your clothes are skewed? Hold still and let her fix them. Hungry? Hop on her bike and wrap your arms around her waist- she’ll take you somewhere!

Speaking of which, she takes you on bike rides whenever the chance arises. It can be a simple ride to a nearby arcade, or a trip out to the countryside to camp out and stargaze. She opts for the latter more often, given that it allows you both to be alone for days on end, isolated from the world, from anyone who would take your attention and presence away from her.

She involves you in a lot of her livestreams, in the most flattering light possible. Lots of ‘Look what my bestie can do’ or ‘Y/N making their famous home-made cookies’ videos- short and fluffy content that her viewers praise for being heartwarming. In this way, she ‘shares’ you with the world, allowing her viewers to marvel over you like a glittering relic.

Lots of showing you off, actually- like a proud dragon flaunting a cherished treasure from her hoard. Mei also uses her money to keep you dressed and presentable, in the same gold and white that she wears. Several of the outfits in your closet were custom-ordered for you, with the excuse that she won them in a giveaway, but weren’t to her personal style. Then you can accept them without guilt or the need to repay her.

Each expensive outfit is specialized just for you, to fit your tastes and preferences while still being in her own colors. If you like to frolic around in sundresses, she adds in wide-brimmed hats to keep you from getting burnt. Do you wear skirts on all occasions? Mei throws in high-quality tights to keep you modest and leggings to suit the weather. You have autism and can’t touch rough fabrics without discomfort? She skips over cheap swathes of spandex and wool, opting to have silk used instead.

Matching jewelry, too- the only difference between her bracelet and yours is differing birthstones. (MK has one too, obv- her obsessive feelings probably extend to him, albeit on a much less extreme scale.) An immediate #twinsie posts, Mei’s fingers wrapped around yours as she takes the photo. She’ll admit that she bought these glittering bands, but point out that MK already accepted his, so you have to take yours too- and you do, but with the promise that you’ll make something tasty to repay her.

Mei comes over whenever you bake or cook, bringing trendy drinks along to share with you. And, if you have no important responsibilities for the next day, then our upbeat dragon girl is hellbent on a sleepover. Same bed, bestie! Mei wraps around you tightly, clinging with her powerful arms and legs to keep you close. (I like to imagine that dragons share warmth in little cuddle piles- it’s too damn cute to not think of.) Her draconic aura surges out sometimes, wispy green trails illuminating the dark bedroom around you. A pair of leering xanthous eyes stare down at you, adoration etched deep into every glowing inch of yellow.

Sometimes she drags MK along to these little slumber parties, both your heads resting on her chest, an ancient warmth pulsing with each beat of her heart. She holds you and him tight to herself, her arms bringing her beloved friends as close as possible. To Mei, the two of you are the closest to ‘perfect’ that the world gets. If she has you both in her her arms, then everything is good and just and right.

And god forbid anyone try to take that from her.

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screeblees · 10 months

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Yandere ! Friend x Reader Headcanons

Aaaaah this is my first time posting what I write here, even if it’s just headcannons omg akjfksnk

I’ve also wrote a domestic scenario about moving in with Yandere! Friend as they convince you to be together, here !

Find my Masterlist here !

Please enjoy!! <33

❥ Yandere ! Friend who you’ve known for longer than anyone else. They have been with you so long that a time before them is quite faded in memory.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who has revolved their entire life around you; past, present and future. They have lied omitted things from their past, stretched truths to be a little more fitting for your view of them, are constantly doing everything they can to be with you at any given opportunity (and push others away). They have chosen the same subjects/classes/lectures as you and shall apply for jobs in the same places and universities as you, all to ensure you’re never too far away from them. If they happen to move house to right across the street in view of your bedroom window and have become an expert in all your interests and excel in your shared classes, that’s just lucky for you, isn’t it?

❥ Yandere ! Friend who knows just what to say to you to get rid of anyone they perceive as coming between you. They know just how to phrase their words, beginning with a light-hearted joke that is said maybe a little too often, until their tone becomes more serious and pressing. Or maybe they overexaggerate instances, trusting your terrible memory and unquestioning trust in them to turn you again their target.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who has little need for violence as their words stab like perfect weapons against their opponent. They are perfectly charismatic when needed and once they have you within their grasp, all they need to do is whisper in your ear to turn you against their perceived rival. Efficiently spreading rumours and stretched truths and using the natural gossip train to spread their effects.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who despite having little need for violence, still has the capabilities for it. Growing stronger so whilst it hurts to be away from you, they know they are still doing something that will help you, as indirectly as it may be. And maybe the added benefit of you gawking over their muscle mass and having an excuse to send pictures of themselves just to be showered in compliments is an added bonus.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who made ‘harmless’ jokes about their obsession and possession of you which were said louder, and more often as the ‘jokes’ evolved over the years, like a frog in boiling water. They know just how to escalate everything at the right speed to catch you, hook, line and sinker. Now they can comfortably express their yandere tendencies with not much more than a blink of an eye, at most receiving an apology when they express how your actions (usually choosing to speak with someone else) effected them, made them jealous upset.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who knows just how to soften you to each and every one of their ideas, fantasies and plans. Starting each idea off as a throwaway thought or joke, day by day talking about it more often, more detailed, more seriously, until it becomes an all but set-in-stone plan. Things you would have never agreed with otherwise are happily nodded along to as you become compliant to their will.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who has became an expert at pulling on the strings of your heart. While you’re the epicentre of theirs, they are the controller of yours. They’ve developed systems of keeping you close, protocols listed in countless (and really, it's an almost countless amount due to the sheer amount they know about you) notebooks dedicated to you and everything they can think of about you. If these notebooks also contain collages of anything from a strand of your hair to printed pictures of the two of you then who’s to know. Any gift you give them is either thoroughly used and well-loved or kept in its box on their bedside table, absolutely nothing in-between.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who is so vocal about their ownership and possession of you that others around you grow concerned. If these thoughts are voiced to either one of you then all hell shall rain down, you dutifully reporting back to your Yandere! Friend, who writes paragraph after paragraph after paragraph on the wrongness of their words, twisting the person into someone so disgustingly unrecognisable, speaking to you on their opinions, starting with offence but growing to disgust with every rant spoken, receiving nothing but support from you as you agree with their every word.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who hates it when you change without their permission. Something like a different hairstyle or hair dye, new piercings, a different style of clothes from usual, or even a new pair of glasses can set them off. Though that usually ends up bringing you closer anyways. They push you away at the sight of said change(s) as you chase after them pleading for forgiveness, or, if you instead leave them alone, then they’ll come around eventually and intimately express how it made them feel, either way it ends in your apologies and the two of you (somehow?) even closer than before.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who in most cases, no matter what you do, they’ll back you up, in their eyes there’s very little you can do wrong, their small amount of morals bending to your will. Anything you do is free of judgement in their eyes, they’ll even go as far as (socially) attacking someone for their criticism of you, lashing at them with their words.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who is naturally gifted at finding your accounts, no matter how anonymous you thought yourself to be. Sometimes they’ll mercifully let you know they’ve found you through a notification left by an account you know they use. They use the contents of these accounts to their advantage, what you think but would never say, what you like but would never admit, what you read but would adamantly deny, all come to light for them to explore other sides of you.

❥ Yandere ! Friend who tests every possible boundary not explicitly stated. You never said they couldn’t touch you like that. You never said they couldn’t leave marks on your skin, whether it be by pen and paint, their nails and hands or their mouth and teeth. You never said they couldn’t cut your name into their skin. But lucky for you by the point they become this extreme, your will has been bent so out of shape that all this possession and obsession only makes you feel happy and safe and loved, which only encourages them to do as they please. There is no normal boundary that will go uncrossed…

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lokalblackie · 3 months

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Imagine being so hopelessly in love with someone you completely lose sight of who you are and why you're here.

-To pleasure them obviously. Be their footstool, be their biggest supporter and be the one to win their heart.

And if you fail at that, then shit... Is about to get messy...

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slaptasticturtle · 6 months

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Hallows Night

Yandere Male Werewolf X GN Reader

Warnings: Gore, Death (not reader), unhealthy relationship, unpleasant description of violence, swearing.

The night crept in on this year's Halloween, a holiday y/n quite enjoyed. Candy, costumes, scares, and the general atmosphere all made for a fun night. They hadn't gone full out with their costume, having been fired from their job a few weeks ago, they couldn't afford more than a simple Walmart costume. They had dressed as Ghostface and their friends decided that it would be fun to all be iconic slashers.

David, one of their oldest friends, had dressed as Michael Myers. He was the only one with the correct stature for it. Bulky, tall, and very imposing. The only thing that didn't match was his friendly personality. He couldn't harm a fly, even if that fly killed his entire family.

Caleb, the most recent addition to y/n's friends, dressed as Jason. His stature was wrong, but he insisted on being his favorite slasher. He was pretty short and slim, almost twig like. He carried a real machete for self defense, and to make the costume more real. Despite being shorter than everyone in the group, he was probably the best fighter. He was considered a delinquent and would constantly get into fights with others before meeting the group.

Sarah, who was like a sister to y/n, dressed as ghost face as well. There were always 2, so she thought it would be cool. Sarah refused to add any fake blood, as she didn't want to scare any kids that decided to trick or treat. She was kind to a fault, refusing to state the faults in others; even if it helped them.

Jim, who accidentally joined the group, dressed as Billy the puppet. He liked horror movies and really enjoyed Gore, so being the puppet from the saw series was his go to. He wanted to watch horror movies instead of going to the party they were walking to, but Violet convinced him to go. He hated the large crowds, but he had a not-so-secret crush on Violet. Opposites do attract.

Violet, the party girl, was going as a genderbent freddy Krueger. She loved cosplaying, and that allowed her to spend hours working on hers with how long the makeup would take. She happens to be in a rich family and was able to spend much more on her costume than the others in the group. She loved showing off her talents and loved to be in larger crowds.

Finally, there was Samuel, the survivalist. He was dressed as leather face. He wasn't as buff as David, but he was still pretty strong. He had more of a sleeper build, which he got from working in the forest. He worked as a lumberjack, and just happened to go to the same college as y/n. He met the group when they had gone camping in the forest his family owned. They hadn't known, but Samuel was pretty forgiving and allowed the to camp. After that he showed up to one of y/n's classes and slowly became a member of the group.

They had decided to go to a party that one of their fellow students was hosting. They had invited just about everyone in the college, so the group was expecting a large crowd. Y/n, while not afraid of large crowds, was worried about how large this one may be. They had decided to walk there, as it wasn't to far, and Sarah wanted to see the trick or treaters. She had brought a bag of candy for the walk, and was passing out candy to truck or treaters as they passed by. Violet was skipping as she walked, which was slightly unsettling with the costume she had. David was walking in the middle, in order to appear scary to any wannabe hooligans he claimed, but the group knew it was because he didn't want to get lost. He was known to suddenly wander off when something caught his attention.

Caleb was glaring at anyone who passed by, and would occasionally jump out at little kids. Everytime he did, Sarah would slap the back of his head and the group would need to stop for Sarah to lecture him. Y/n was just walking along with David and Samuel, all three pretty silent on the way and only really talking when they were talked to. Violet joked that Y/n had scary dog privileges, as both Samuel and David towered over them and anyone would think twice before approaching Y/n.

After half an hour, they finally began to see lights. The crowd wasn't in the thousands, but there were atleast a few hundred people. Luckily that classmate was the product of an eccentric millionaire father, so the giant mansion had more than enough room. The party was loud, and y/n could tell that most party goers were either drunk or high. Caleb scrunched up his nose as one person passed by, reeking of alcohol. Violet immediately ran off, and Caleb began to follow leaving the rest of the group behind.

Dave looked around for a second before turning to the others.

Dave:"so, what are we going to do?"

Sarah:"stick together, have fun, and not get too drunk or high?"

Y/n:"sounds like a plan."

Samuel:"should we look for the other two?"

Y/n:"nah, they probably are going to end up in bed together and I don't want to interfere with something we have been waiting for."

Sarah looked disgusted at that comment, and gave a little "hmph" while Dave giggled and Samuel let out a full belly laugh, which attracted the attention if a few nearby party goers.

Samuel:"I agree with y/n on this, we knew it would happen eventually."

David:"yeah, let's leave Mr Guard Dog with Ms. Princess so they can finally get together. I see the punchbowl, does anyone want a drink?"

Y/n shrugged.

Y/n:"only if it is not spiked, don't want to get drunk yet."

Samuel:"I'll take one, and I didn't know you liked to get drunk y/n."

Y/n:"I really don't, but it's a party; so why not live a little."

Sarah shook her head.

Sarah:"not thirsty at the moment."

David:"suit yourself."

David wandered to the punch bowl and proceeded to fill three cups. He took a sip of his, and poured one of the cups back into the punch bowl. He then walked back over with his cup and one other.

David:"definitely spiked. I could taste the vodka"

Samuel took a sip.

Samuel:"yep; vodka, tequila, and a little bit of wine. Pretty weird combination. Maybe multiple people tried to spike it?:

Dave:"man, I wish I had those kind of taste buds. How could you tell about the wine?"

Samuel smiled and boastful stated

Samuel:"my mother's a natural when it comes to cooking. My pallete is very advanced. Wine has an off taste when it comes to the grape flavor, and the punch does not contain grapes."

After a few hours of partying, y/n decided to give get some punch. David noticed and walked over to them.

David:"I can go get you some punch now, there is quite a crowd near there and I would rather you not be assimilated."

Y/n:"thanks. I'll be right here."

David nodded and began to head to the table. After a minute, Samuel approached Y/n with a cup of punch. He held it out and said

Samuel:"David told me to give this to you, Sarah needed his help with something."

Y/n nodded and thanked him before drinking it. It had an off taste, but y/n assumed it was the alcohol. After a few minutes after finishing the punch, Y/n began to feel dizzy and saw David approach. He had a cup if punch in his hands.

David:"are you feeling OK? You look a little pale. I got the punch finally, the line was massive."

Y/n looked at David confused, but was to dizzy to form a complete sentence. After a moment, Y/n lost their balance and David caught them. He brought them to an empty room and sat them on the ground.

David:"I'll watch over you, get some sleep. I'll be here when you wake up."

With that y/n slowly fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, y/n awoke to David shaking them. The first thing y/n picked up was the sound screaming. David in a hushed tone hurriedly explained to y/n what was happening

David:"Y/n, you awake? Good. I barricaded the door and called the police. Someone went crazy and suddenly bit the throat of someone else. They then grabbed a knife and began to stab other people. We need to be quite."

Y/n, now fearing for their lives, quickly nodded and began to shiver in fear. David noticed and wrapped them up in a nearby curtain. They happened to be in a storage room, and a lot of old furniture was stashed there. David began to search for a weapon. Y/n noticed a second exit, an emergency exit, that didn't have an entrance. They pointed it out to David.

David:"we will use that as a last resort. I checked, it leads to the hallway outside. This room is like a panic room it seems."

Y/n agreed, as they were in the room and were definitely panicking.

After the screams began to die down, they heard footsteps approach the barricaded door. They heard a growl, and suddenly the door was being slammed into. The barricade, which consisted of a dresser and mirror, began to Crack. The door was splintering, and David quickly turned to y/n.

David:"you need to go. I will distract them while you escape."

Y/n began to shake their head, but David hushed them.

David:"I will not let you be killed. I love you to much to allow you to be hurt. Live your life, remember me, and get outside. The police will be here soon. I'm happy to be your friend."

Y/n looked shocked for a moment, then nodded now determined. Another slam caused the mirror to fall and shatter, the dresser was beginning to fall apart. David grabbed the curtain pole, and got into a stance. Y/n quickly pushed against the wall and immediately began to run. They were shocked at the carnage. Dozens of dead bodies, blood everywhere. The floor was surely going to be stained crimson. Some bodies were missing limbs, others bad their throats torn out. A few of the bodies were moaning in pain, but y/n couldn't afford to stop. The person slamming into the door broke through, based on the sudden crash behind y/n as they continued to run. Tears streamed down y/n's face as they continued to run as a sudden howl rang out. Y/n gasped, and came to a stop, the tears growing. Sarah's body laid infront of them and seemed to be the worst of all. She was missing both legs, an arm, and had a large scratch going through her face. The only reason Y/n could even recognize Sarah was the torn costume, and the necklace they wore. Y/n came out of their shock and began to run towards the entrance again. They were lost, though, not knowing the directions of the mansion and how they got to the storage room. Suddenly someone grabbed their shoulder. Y/n turned and gasped.

Caleb was getting along with Violet for a while when suddenly screams ran out. Caleb turned for a minute and heard violet chuckle. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain on his shoulder and could no longer feel his arm. He looked at his arm and let out a cry of agony. Violet, who now was nearly 7 feet tall and looked like a monster, had ripped his arm off. He quickly began to run, while Violet began a rampage. She quickly grabbed one of the other party goers and ripped their throat our with her bare teeth, blood gushing onto her brown fur. Caleb ran to one of the curtains, and using his machete, cut a large section off. He was loosing blood fast, ND would die if he did not hurry. He made a tourniquet and quickly tightened it onto his shoulder, which slowed the bleeding. He used another strip to package his wound, hissing as he did. He would survive this wound for a bit longer, but he needed to get out. He placed his machete in his holster, and began to head to the entrance when he noticed someone familiar. He grasped at their shoulder, and Y/n turned around, gasping.

Caleb:"do you know where the others are?"

Y/n, with tears in their eyes,:"David sacrificed himself so I could escape. Sarah is dead. I don't know about Samuel or violet."

Caleb gritted his teeth and said:"violet is one of the monsters. She suddenly grew several feet taller and ripped my arm off. We need to find the others, if they are still alive. Based on the dead bodies around us, there is more than just 1 or 2 monsters. I am ahead of Violet, but she may be gaining ground."

Y/n was shocked, but quickly regained their resolve. They nodded and began to search rooms as quietly and quickly as possible. A voice suddenly rang out from the hallway they were in.

Violet:"Caleb, I can smell your blood! I know you are out here! If you show yourself, I can give you a quick death. Almost painless. If you surrender Y/n, I will let you go. After all, this is all for them!"

Caleb quickly whipped around and told Y/n

Caleb:"we need to go. Split up, we will meet in the main lobby. If I'm not there in 5 minutes, leave without me. You just need to go straight and to the right. Last door. I will try and lose them."

With that he quickly rushed into a bedroom. Y/n turned and began to spring down the hallway as Violet called out to them

Violet:"Y/n, please come here. I won't hurt you, none of us will. We just want to welcome you to the family. No one else needs to die, not Caleb, Samuel, Sarah, or David!"

Y/n turned and shouted back as they continued to run

Y/n:"you monsters killed Sarah and David. You probably killed Samuel. Leave me alone, I don't want to join whatever you monsters are!"

Y/n heard a snarl, but they heard a door open and saw a giant wolf monster go into the bedroom Caleb went into. Y/n finally burst through the doors to the main lobby, which was surprisingly clean. Almost no dead bodies, and the few that did exist were placed into the corners of the room. Y/n rushed to the bodies and began to search for Samuel. None of the bodies matched.

Caleb was dashing from room to room. His adrenaline was causing the pain to be a mild discomfort. He needed to escape. He need to save atleast one of his friends. As he ran he was replaying all his memories of Y/n, Samuel, Violet David, and Sarah in his mind. They pulled him out of the roughest place in his life and saved him, and now because one of his friends happened to be a monster; he was going to lose them. He needed to save Y/n, whatever Violet had planned for them was not something they deserved. He might also be able to save Samuel, but he wouldn't get his hopes up until he saw them.

Violet called after him as he ran

Violet:"Caleb, this is all your fault! If you hadn't scared Y/n off, you would still be able to live. We would have welcomed you as well. Your death and Samuel's is on your hand."

Caleb ignored the taunts and continued to run, before he entered a bathroom. The bathroom didn't have a way to escape, so he turned back to the guest room he was just in and suddenly went pale. His adrenaline immediately cut off, and the pain came in full force. Standing infront of him was Violet. Violet and a grey wolf. There were atleast 2. Atleast he would die knowing Y/n made it out.

Y/n grew worried as the minutes passed by. They didn't know how long it had been, but they were sure it was more than 5 minutes. They knew Caleb told them to run, but they couldn't. Not until he got back. There was 2 exits, so if they needed, Y/n could rush out if one of the werewolves appeared. After a few more minutes, with Y/n growing more and more worried, they noticed a clock. It was almost morning. Only a few hours until the sun would be up. Hopefully that transforms the werewolves back into their weaker forms, like the stories say.

Suddenly they heard footsteps and cackling. Y/n looked towards the hallway entrance and saw two werewolves, one grey and one brown, werewolf appear. They were carrying the corpse if Caleb and slowly munching on it. They saw Y/n as they entered, and both their lights lit up. Y/n turned to run, but was quickly tackled by the grey werewolf.

Y/n looked up at it and pleaded with defeat

Y/n:"please kill me quickly atleast."

A familiar voice came out of the werewolves mask and Y/n looked at it with a feeling of betrayal.

Samuel:"we aren't going to kill you, silly. Although it is to late to turn you and welcome you into the family. We have to do that next year, but don't worry. We won't harm a hair on your head."

Suddenly a white furred werewolf walked in, towering over the other 2. The others acknowledged it, and began to speak.

Violet:"sorry alpha, I got to occupied chasing Caleb. He was able to allude me for a while. I didn't know he would survive his wound."

Samuel:"I apologize as well. I was to focused on finding survivors that I didn't think to search the main lobby for Y/n."

The white werewolf addressed them both and as soon as he opened his mouth; Y/n's brain completely imploded.

David:"it is not that big of an issue. I knew it would be a long shot to both get then and turn them by the time limit, especially with so many people. That is why we built that special room for them in our den after all. You two have not failed me, you got me my beloved."

He then turned to Y/n

David:"I know this must be shocking and traumatizing for you. Do not worry, my beloved, that shall pass. None of us shall harm you further than the mental harm we caused today, and you shall forget all of this soon enough. I shall explain our motives as well, nod if you can hear me."

Y/n, with tears in their eyes, glared up at David.

David sighed, but continued.

David:"not exactly a nod, but you can clearly hear me. We have been friends since elementary school, friends longer than you have even known anyone else. I grew to love you, and while it may seem obsessive to you, it is natural for my kind to stalk and be protective of our loved ones. Especially when they aren't the same as us. Over time I noticed that you would not be safe all the time with just me watching you, so I decided to find others. I was born a werewolf, the others were chosen by me and turned. Violet was the first and was chosen due to her popularity and loyalty. Samuel was soon after, he was obsessed with the myth of the werewolves and; when he found me during a hunt in his parents woods, surrendered his flesh to me. I gave him the chance to be part of the pack."

He paused, allowing Y/n to follow and register what he was saying

David:"after I found them I left my parents pack. We created a den in Samuel's forest, and I have been keeping you safe ever since. I prevented you from being kidnapped a few years ago. Samuel prevented you from being mugged while you walked home a few weeks ago, and violet kept you away from bad influences. We all adore you, but you will be my betrothed. You will be the Luna of the group, the spouse of the Alpha. Your word will only be rivaled by mine. Until then, you shall remain human. I have gotten a bunch of your hobbies, interests, and some nice furniture. You will be kept in your new room until it is time to turn you, but you will be entertained, fed, and doted on by me. Once you turn, you shall gain your freedom."

Y/n mustered the courage to speak after David finished his explanation

Y/n:"why did you kill Sarah? Why did you kill Caleb?"

David sighed once more and began to explain

David:"we offered Sarah to join us before we killed her. She refused. Caleb was a bad influence on you, however if he gave you up we would have also allowed him to join. It was their choice to die. We did not wish to kill them, but we will always prioritize you. Them being alive kept us from having you."

David nodded to Violet, whom turned to Y/n.

Violet:"don't worry, when you wake up you will be comfortable and safe."

Violet began to walk towards Y/n, who began to struggled under Samuel. Violet smiled apologetically, before shoving a pill down their throat. Violet quickly covered their nose and mouth and began to coo at them.

Violet:"just relax and swallow. You will be safe, I promise."

After a few moments, Y/n swallowed the pill. The group all waited as Y/n grew sluggish and fell asleep. David walked over an picked them up.

David:"they are so adorable when they sleep."

#yandere #yandere male #yandere werewolf #yandere monster #x reader #reader insert #romance #werewolf #yandere friend #david my oc #samuel my oc #caleb my oc #sarah my oc #violet my oc #halloween

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eetherealgoddess · 2 months

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ꨄEUPHORICꨄ - Chapter 1

Chapter 2 - Greetings

Yandere Reverse Harem x Female Reader

❦Who knew that a smoke session could cause all of this chaos?❦

❣︎I wrote this through chapter 11 a few months ago so the style might differ from how I’ve written my fandom stories lately so just bare with it. Might change a few things❣︎

Not fully proofread

MY NON FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR & WATTPAD UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

Notice:

✩All characters are 18+. I picture Y/n as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

The Beginning

A young woman sighs quietly as she watches the clock attached to the wall across the auditorium.

She fiddles with her pencil as the platform of her shoe taps against the tile, antsy as the session comes to an end. Tuning the professor's lecture out, she grabs her phone, flipping it over to face the screen.

Of course, no notifications besides her forgotten reminders. She rolls her eyes. If only checking her phone hadn't become a habit, she wouldn't feel that same feeling of disappointment when eyeing the empty screen. Setting her phone down, she "patiently" waits until the arms of the clock finally switch to 1:10.

"Alright everybody. Don't forget about your discussion board tonight. It'll help with the exam that's coming on Friday. Have a good day!"

Before the professor finished speaking, Y/n had already begun to pack her notebooks into her bag. Finished, she put in her earbuds, rushing towards the exit. Mistakenly, she shoves her body into an unfamiliar surface, yelping in the process.

She acknowledges the person with a quick, "Sorry," continuing her run to the door. Making it to the building that holds the food court, she strolls behind the structure, walking to the parking lot. When she reaches her car door, she grabs the handle, pulling it open. She threw her bag into the passenger's seat before sitting on her own. She shoves her key into the ignition, twisting it which results a loud rumble as the vehicle vibrates. She pulls her earbuds out, shoving them into her bag.

She leans her spine against her seat, shifting her gaze to the cup holder that holds her half smoked blunt. She reaches for the object, putting the end of it up to her lips, holding it in place. Only when she forces her hand in her bag does she realize she's missing her lighter.

She groans, slamming the car door open as she steps out of the car. After double - checking her bag, she searches her floorboard, compartment, and moves to the back seat, opening the door to gain a better view. She frustratingly curses, multiple complaints spilling from her mouth as she struggles.

Sighing in defeat, she leans her crossed arms against the top of the car, lying her head on her limbs as she closes her eyelids. "Damnit." She whispers. Her eyes open as she feels a tap on her shoulder. Pushing herself up, she turns to face the culprit.

"Looking for this?"

Her eyes meet silver irises as she recognizes the male as the person she ran into, earlier. His porcelain skin glistens as the spring's sun glimmers against his dermis. His toned figure standing in front of her with his hand holding her distinct lighter.

"When you bumped into me, I found this on the floor," he responds with a soft voice. She nods in understanding and grabs her lighter.

"Thanks."

Both parties stand in silence for a few seconds before he turns to the car next to hers. He opens his passenger's door to pull out a mini black bag, turning back in her direction.

"Wanna smoke?"

The girl had her head leaning back against her seat, disappearing into the music playing as the smoke polluted the car's air. She concentrates on the different beats and riffs that she would have missed if she wasn't intoxicated.

The boy, Carter, sat next to her and mimics her position with his eyes closed. He used his orange pipe a few times before reaching this relaxed state. The parking lot, full of cars, but no sight of anyone walking around. Smoking on campus is prohibited, yet a variety of students choose to consume daily, regardless of the rules.

Neither person conversed beside the occasional, "Do you want a hit?" A comfortable silence fell upon the duo, both peacefully coexisting in her vehicle.

Carter takes the time to steal a side glance at this newcomer, curious of the personality one holds. For no particular reason he felt an unexplainable warmth when she bumped into him. Enough to follow after her when she darted away.

"How come I've never seen you around?"

She turned her head, making eye contact as she reaches for the radio, switching the volume down. She sets her hand on her lap, rubbing the surface of her pants with anxiety.

"I moved from my town to here in the fall." She responded, the answer short and sweet.

He noticed that she gave little details, nodding in acknowledgment, refreshed with meeting a new face. Checking the time, he realizes they have been sitting in the car for over an hour, nearing the end of his break. Without bothering to spray himself, Carter opens the car door, setting one foot outside before turning back to her.

"Let's exchange socials."

A few days have passed, the girl sitting on her sofa leans her elbow against the arm, her legs stretched out in front of her on the cushion. She holds her phone in hand, scrolling through her social media timeline from one of her apps. As she looks through her fellow students profiles, she searched a familiar follower.

Intrigue gaining the best of her, she stalks his page, viewing the two pictures on his account as well as the two - thousand followers. His bio is bare, leaving a large black space. She presses on one of his pictures, eyeing the portrait.

He stood, eyeing the camera with a hand holding the end of a sucker in his mouth. His other hand is in his pocket as his silver hair is pulled into a low effort ponytail, strands of hair framing his face perfectly. He holds a stoic expression, eyelids half way open.

Pressing his likes that were hidden, she skims through, scrolling the numerous profiles who had interacted with the heart. She confirms that this picture alone gained more likes than anything she's ever posted.

She presses the back arrow, returning back to the original view of his profile. She presses the other picture, staring at the people surrounding him. Four other individuals, consisting of two girls and two guys, posed beautifully near a fountain that spills water behind, the natural lighting reflecting off of their faces perfectly.

Analyzing the picture, she couldn't refrain from the pit in her stomach, indicating her usual envious, self pity spiral. With today's beauty standards, she never felt good enough, physically. People enjoy using the phrase, "Beauty is on the inside," which is very well true, yet as a society we hold beauty standards so near and dear that we immediately judge others off of their physical appearance alone.

Despite her physical appearance, she knows that she has a good head on her shoulders and a strong heart that couldn't be completely broken without her permission. Her mental gives her a sense of control that her confidence for her outer appearance does not. If only she could figure out how to use that ability to love herself fully, if that is even possible with how adaptation has progressed for humans.

Tiresome of her thoughts, she hops off of the couch, phone in hand. She walks to her bedroom, grabbing her designated smoke bag and wallet. As she walks to her door, she grabs her keys from the counter, walking out of the front door. She locks the door shut and strolls to her car, setting her stuff inside while hopping in herself.

She moves the gearshift stick and drives out of the parking lot, disregarding her seatbelt.

Finally, she reaches the park in which she will set up. Climbing out of the car, she straps her bag onto her shoulder. She walks down the hill that leads to a pathway. Following the trail, she climbs through a set of trees, down a miniature hill that reaches a creek.

She sits on a rock that's half her size, built on the ground as if it is a throne. She pulls her speaker out, setting it on the rock's surface beside her hip. Pulling her black tray out, she sets a mini jar and a pack of cigars on the tray that's lying on her lap.

She grabs her phone from her pocket, turning it on and swiping to her music app. Pressing on it, she searches for her favorite playlist and sets it to shuffle, music blaring out of the speaker at a quiet tone, blending into the sounds of the birds speaking and water swishing from the wind in the creek. The sun sets as she uses a grocery bag to empty the tobacco of one of the leaves, causing an orange tint from the sky to reflect off of the waves.

As she dusts the green off of her fingers, pushing it into the wrap, her phone buzzes. Ignoring the notification, she uses both thumbs to tuck one side of the leaf, bringing the other side to her lips, slightly licking. She presses down as she goes, sealing it shut.

She pushes the residue keef off of the tray and into the jar before shoving all of her accessories back into the bag, the blunt lying on her lap. She grabbed her phone and brought it to her face. Her eyebrows furrow at the unknown direct message from the social media app.

She swipes it, the page immediately opening.

Carter Lyles: hey, you should meet me at a party on sat. free drugs yk?

She chuckled.

I wonder if he knew I'd decline if he didn't add that last part.

"Of course not." She whispers. She responds to him with a "Sure."

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yxami · 6 months

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Happy nut or not November day 6

desc: yandere childhood friend x gn reader, heavy amounts of jealousy and obsession, yandere stuff, I feel like this is doodoo

“You’re the most jealous man I know” You spoke with heavy amusement in your voice as you wrote down your grocery list to prepare yourself for a run downtown where you could buy the ingredients for dinner.

“You know other men?” Your childhood best friend’s tone was serious and splashed with a threatening concern of jealousy. You knew he had his problems with you and other potential threats to your close friendship but was it really getting this bad?

“Ha… no?” You put your pen down just a second before you see a quarter of your room whizz past you with his one hand spinning your chair so you were forced around to face him.

“Don’t lie” He huffs, looking like a dog that was stripped of a pup cup after being promised one. “I should be the only man in your life” He whispers, scooting you to the left of your chair so he could squeeze next to you and rightfully slip you into his lap.

“There’s going to be plenty of people in my life, I can’t just avoid every guy that comes along” You sigh, feeling him wrap his arms around your lower stomach as if you were a stuffed animal, keeping you locked in with a comfortable grasp.

“You’re right” He sighs against the back of your neck, making the hair stand up, his lips pressed against your skin before he spoke. “You should keep away from everyone, and just stay in my house forever” He traces the folds on your jeans, running his fingers down your thighs back and forth.

“Very funny” You roll your eyes, reminding him that you weren’t done with your grocery list.

He gives you the time to write down two vegetables for dinner before he’s interrupting you again. “I’m coming on this trip too, right?” He rests his head on your shoulder, not masking that he was reviewing your list along with watching your every move, you already knew he would since he was your best friend and full time stalker anyways.

“If you wanna but im gonna take awhile grabbing everything so you might as well stay home” You wave your hand, grabbing the outfit you were going to wear but not yet changing like he assumed you would.

“I’ll come with you, it’s okay!” He insists before getting kicked out and ordered to stay outside while you change.

Like always, he was sitting right outside, waiting until you were done.

Once the two of you make it to the grocery store you make sure he sticks close by you so he can grab the items you need while you read them out. If he’s going to be here he might as well make himself useful, right? You mentally speak to yourself as you see him looking for the right item.

You’re too distracted with reviewing the list and adding an emoji next to every item you have in the cart to pick up on a lingering stare, not the one that you feel everyday anyways.

“The fuck are you looking at?” Your best friend growls at a person running their eyes up and down all over your body, as if you weren’t already taken by him.

You turn your head almost immediately to see who he was talking to, towering over a stranger holding on a face with enough level of seriousness that says he’s ready to beat them to a pulp.

“Hey hey, let’s just go cmon” You tug on the sleeve of his sweater, switching your attention on the aisle and then on them, hoping nobody would enter to see the situation laid before you.

You didn’t want to see your best friend in another fight, especially not at your favorite grocery store. You’re honestly shocked he hasn’t gotten arrested yet with how many fights he gets into.

“No, I wanna see what the fuck this bitch was staring at” He doubled down, glaring daggers into the limbs that he wanted to tear off of this creep.

“Let’s just go get the rest of our list” You pull on him more, looking extremely worried, which immediately gets your friend’s attention. He sighs and growls threats under his breath, making it loud enough for the creep to hear.

And as soon as he turns, the idiot scurries away faster than when they was caught.

“I’m sorry, that just pissed me off badly, they shouldn’t have been staring” He frowns, seeing how upset you looked. “I don’t mean to pick fights I swear, I just don’t want guys looking at you like that” He curls his arm around your lower torso, pulling you in for a hug.

“Sorry” He meekly says, resting his head on yours.

“It’s fine, just stop getting into fights before you get your ass beat” You picked up your phone to see what was next on the list, dragging him along the entire trip before he could pick another fight.

He was a handful but at least he listened to you?

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hana-no-seiiki · 11 months

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yandere! childhood friend! oc (san mitsuki) x amab! reader

note: this is in celebration of the devil themself noticing me. praise be our lord and saviour @/heartfullofleeches. i’m still in tears rn pardon any spelling or grammar errors.

for my regular readers/followers san mitsuki comes from the same “world/comic” as eve, love multiplied : invasion of your heart. stuff to note from this fact is that same sex reproduction is possible, i wont state why cause that would be spoilers but yes.

trigger/content warnings: sperm theft(?). babytrapping, mpreg implications (but its not reader), reader is gender neutral/no specific pronouns are used.

Mitsuki thinks he may be going insane.

His best friend, [Y/N], is the densest person in the entire universe. He’s tried every possible method of courtship, every possible way of getting them to acknowledge his romantic feelings, every thing — every single thing ! But to no avail.

He must have murdered a bunch of cats in his past life or something, because God didn’t have to put him in this predicament but he still did. He must be laughing at him, he knew it! Laughing at his misery when his nth attempt today failed. Laughing at his agony when all [Y/N] responded with to his extravagant valentine gift was a “Cool bro.”

He was on the absolute edge of the cliff called sanity. Quite literally dangling from it.

The sea of insane ideas like kidnapping, or maybe even murdering [Y/N]’s other friends.

Or perhaps . . .

This was still considered sane right?

He wasn’t going to drug you or anything for it. I mean seriously you should be putting your used condoms in better places (i.e. not accessible to freaks like him).

Going inside your room unattended was an easy task. A privilege he hadn’t thought about how fortunate he was to have until his obsession took a more extreme turn.

Your house was littered with security cameras, but thankfully none of them lead to any person that would be suspicious of him looking through your trash. He tended to clean your stuff whenever he dropped by anyways, so it wasn’t at all suspicious.

Staring at the latex bag of white liquid, Mitsuki licked his lips before smiling widely.

If he couldn’t get you to notice his feelings, then at least he’ll get you to notice the life you made with him.

#is it obvious that ive been reading way too many chinese bl? because yes #love multiplied 👾❤️#hns.mitsukisan #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere oc x reader #yandere oc #yandere imagine #yandere fic #yandere drabble #yandere x you #yandere oc x you #yandere friend #yandere childhood friend #yandere lime #yandere childhood friend x reader #yandere best friend

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untoldstar · 1 year

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fem yandere! friend x fem reader pt.1

warning: yandere themes, obsessive tendencies, NSFW, stalking

“ahh fuck” she moved her fingers inside her quicker, squelching sounds filling the bedroom, she was barely even aware of what she was doing too caught up in the images inside her head, your soft thighs she’d lay her head on, your breasts she’d purposefully push her face into when you cuddle together, your lips that she had to hold back so many times from kissing licking sucking and biting. she has wanted to leave bite marks since the day you introduced her to your boyfriend.

Her fingers slowed down and she opened her eyes slowly to glare at the ceiling.

your boyfriend.

how pathetic.

He didn’t deserve you, she’s better than him, so much better, she can satisfy you, she won’t be selfish or ignore your needs like he would.

She could make you feel so so good if you just let her, she’d eat you out slowly, sucking on your clit and letting go with a loud pop to hear your delicious gasp, lapping up your pussy moaning at the taste, inserting her fingers when she sees you getting restless and flicking her tongue faster, you’d grip her hair and squirm, pushing your pussy into her face desperate to reach your peak, finally arching your back and spilling loud moans as your limbs shake, her moaning as she hurried to not let any drop of your cum go to waste.

Her back arches and she pushes her fingers deeper at the image, her hand trailing up to squeeze her breasts, thrusting her hips upwards, god she wished you were there, even if it was just to witness the mess she was turning into because of you, for you.

“f-fuck~ I’m so close baby..so close” she’s a panting whining mess, the squelching noises becoming obnoxiously loud, her thoughts becoming less orderly and sensual and more of a jumbled mess of her groping your flesh, licking and sucking very inch of it, you cumming over and over again

Curses spilled out of her and she finally came with a loud string of moans, whining at the overstimulation.

She panted as she rocked her hips slightly against her own hand, god it was too much, she always came so hard when she thought of you, the moment was interrupted by her phone vibrating besides her, she sighed rolling her eyes, taking it in her hands ready to decline the call until she saw your name she immediately pressed the ‘accept’ button and eagerly raised the phone to her ear trying not to make her breathlessness audible.

“hey..it’s pretty late what’s up?..”

a slow smile crept up her face

“oh..so you had a fight?”

…

“of course you can come over!”

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idanceuntilidie · 4 months

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thanks to my friend i have an idea for another oc

Hear me out.

One of your friends was hopelessly in love, and their darling did not like them back- they are not a yandere at this point so later you two just get together for 24 hours, as a joke

But after those 24 hours they still acted like your partner. Buying you flowers, texting you and doing other couple stuff-

It was funny, and you got free stuff even if you felt a little bad, but it stopped when you woke up in their house one day, tied up and gagged.

I’m gonna get chocy milk now cheers

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screeblees · 10 months

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Yandere! Friend (to Lover)‘s Plan!

Ahh here’s the headcannons for Yandere! Friend here !

This is some domestic! Yandere scenarios I guess, where they’ve convinced the reader to move in together and are changing from being seen as a Friend to being seen as a Lover!

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Please enjoy! <3

All Yandere! Friend wants is to take You away from everything and be the only person in your life.

Yandere! Friend has long since convinced you to go along with this by letting you be involved in the fantasy, help plan it with a healthy amount of guiding and once every detail is thought of… well you wanted this too, didn’t you? We’re going to move in together and be happy forever! Far away!

The ideal place would be somewhere with fewer people, like the countryside or the highlands. Even another country altogether, with a population on the lower end so nobody would be around to bother the two of you. This way no annoying “friends” or family members would be able to stop by unannounced and interrupt Yandere! Friend’s time with you.

No matter what your job previously was before moving, Yandere! Friend insists you quit and find one that allows you to work from home. Even though they’ll try to getting one that also allows them to work from home, but they may have to occasionally go into work for a few hours. But they much prefer knowing you’re tucked away in your shared safe haven instead of out and about. Of course they know you leave sometimes, that’s what the numerous trackers are for, silly! And of course you know about them! (They wouldn’t risk you finding a hidden tracker and potentially getting upset with them.) They tell you everything, and you tell them everything! Everything. To make it fair, you also have a tracker on them so you can watch them on their way home if you really feel like it.

If they hadn’t finished snapping the line between Friend and Lover then once you both get settled into your new home, they’ll strongly cross the line.

Yandere! Friend may begin with movie nights in bed where you two cuddle - something they’ll certainly have long since established as mandatory for an enjoyable movie night - and maybe their hands will wander a bit more than usual, resting on some more sensitive places than they had previously dared to. Maybe if they’re the big spoon they’ll let their head rest on your shoulder, maybe their mouth will happen to be open and happen to find the skin of your shoulder and neck in their mouth, and maybe they’ll leave small marks behind.

Maybe Yandere! Friend will gift you some clothing they’d love to see you in, after snooping through your wardrobe for all your different sizings. That clothing may range from something cute they knew you’d like to something more exposed that they’d just love to see you in, and maybe just the idea of you wearing something they’d bought for you made their possessive heart beat a little faster. And if they discovered some of your other tastes while snooping, well that’s just good to know for when all their planning comes to fruition.

Yandere! Friend shall insist on cooking every day and every night, perfecting all your favourite meals and just eating up your expressions every time your face lights up at the taste of their food.

When they do let you cook, Yandere! Friend is practically wrapped around you, their arms around your waist, their head against your back. And no matter what you make or the quality of it, they love that they’re eating something made by you.

If you’re on the more sociable side then Yandere! Friend will make sure to know about everyone you could come into contact with and figure out who may try and come between you two and who to allow, so they can guide you away from the threats before they even have a leg to stand on. Just like back home, only more efficient. If you’re not, well they’ll only convince you to lean into that.

Not to mention when the two of you go into town for your weekly groceries, Yandere! Friend makes it extremely obvious to the locals that you are theirs; an arm around your waist or hands holding one another, the look on their face alone when they look at you, and their expression when someone steps a little too close to you all show that you are theirs.

Of course you have your own bedrooms - officially - but in actuality you usually sleep together, I mean it’s totally by accident on your side. Yandere! Friend just has a habit of falling asleep towards the end of your nightly movie nights - usually in your bed to ensure you don’t try to quietly leave - trapping you beneath them and you just can’t bring yourself to wake them - and if you try, they’ll only mumble to you to just go to sleep - so you just turn out the lights and snuggle up as you have oh so many times before.

At some point or another, Yandere! Friend has taken the leap from friendly jokes about being a couple to outright stating that’s what you are. I mean… it’s so obvious, I can’t believe everyone doesn’t already know? People back home just don’t get it…

The few locals who see you two together have long since come to that conclusion and once Yandere! Friend or should it now be Yandere! Friend to Lover convinced you that it’s always been this way, you’re just so silly and oblivious, then the two of you go on to be the happiest you have ever been, they somehow become even more touchy and affectionate than before. Their possessive rants and habits make you feel secure in your relationship and they’re elated that every single one of their yandere tendencies can be out in the open without judgement. From anyone.

All the while the locals think the two of you to be the cute young foreign couple who live on the very far edge of town and seem polite enough. At least they won’t be in Yandere! Friend to Lover’s way.

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