Okay, can I request some Venom, with a darling that bites. Like as a defence mechanism and as a love language. Also darling really tsundere.

digs into the very back of my inbox, pulls this ask out, blows dust off the surface

Venom:

👁️‍🗨️NOW THIS IS A LOVE LANGUAGE HE UNDERSTANDS.

👁️‍🗨️Except, when he bites you back, you are not as appreciative! It takes him a bit to remember that humans are much more fragile than he is.

👁️‍🗨️"Nibbles" are sort of hard for him. He is not a gentle creature, and even as careful as he can be he still draws blood more often than not. Tries to avoid doing it entirely but when you bite him, it's kind of instinct to bite back.

Non-Human Yandere Thoughts

CW: Yandere, Monsterfuckery, Light Body-Horror, Suggested Death of Pet. Just some quick thoughts i had floating in my head.

Been thinking about trying to express affection in human ways by something so decidedly not human. By something that loves in ways you don’t understand, and in turn, doesn’t understand you.

Something that seems to recognize when you respond positively to something, but they just can’t seem to figure out why.

You bring home an object that creates heat but sweats and faints when the walls, ceiling, and floor do the same.

You eat meat but throw up when your vegetables start bleeding as you bite into them.

You close doors but cry when the openings disappear, cry even harder when they make new openings appear throughout the place, never mind the fact they were across ceilings and floors, leading nowhere.

You keep plants that wither and regrow but seem frightened when your pet withers before your eyes only to greet you again the next day.

You place a sharp blade on your nightstand but bleeds when they fill every surface with sharp edges.

You seemed to love your pet but keep it at bay now – have you grown bored of it? Then why do you weep when it doesn’t regrow the next day?

You react well to soft, flowy blankets yet shriek when your teeth take on the same texture.

You’ve stopped eating altogether and you look worn out – are you withering too?

They don’t understand but they keep trying nonetheless and how you wish they wouldn’t.

I introduced them briefly before, but here are the two love interests for my yandere VN, Bubblegum Scribbles! I'll write a proper introduction for the protagonist Noah soon.

Feel free to send in asks for/about them!

more doodles

Haven’t drawn this bitch in a while 💘

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John Doe x You

This guy is creepy, i know he’s creepy, so why on earth do i still think he’s cute

MERA PLEASE, I'M WEAK

I love Riddle but this design just does something to me....

Beta Riddle... 😳 Beta Riddle would shove me into a locker because I didn't give him my strawberry tart (the one I paid good money for!!). Beta Riddle would trip me in physical education class because I'm a faster runner than him. Beta Riddle would purposefully knock me off of my broom because he needs to be the best. Beta Riddle would not take no for an answer, so I'd have to give him anything and everything he desires. Beta Riddle would collar me when I do tell him no, proceed to make a grand show out of it, and due to peer pressure and embarrassment I'd be forced to give up homework answers, sweets, my favorite stationery—whatever it is he wants at that moment. orz

He hits different!!! I love the idea of Riddle being a rebel and not caring about rules or studying. It's really delicious. He sounds like an arrogant menace. <3 But the Riddle we have now is still just as wonderful! :D

i love it when characters

just......mwah 😚👌✨

Happy birthday Hojiro 😍💖💖

Could we get some uhhhhh 🔪 and 🙈 hcs for a yandere Steven? 👀

absolutely yes

!: Aged-Up Characters, Consent Issues

🔪 dangerous headcanon

Steven kind of gets...jumpy about the word no. He doesn't mean to, of course he would never purposefully undermine your consent. It's just that everything he does, he does to show you that he loves you, so when you resist him, when you pull away from his affection, it hurts his feelings, and he is so tender-hearted, you know? Rejection doesn't just sting, it burns. He can be prone to reacting before he can stop himself, sometimes putting up walls so you can't back away, sometimes even going so far as to forcibly fuse with you so you can't escape him.

🙈 something they’re shy about asking for

As he gets older and his human half grows, his Diamond half grows with it, wanting him to be as big as his mother once was. So, the deeper in his pink state, the more "mature" his mindset, the bigger he gets, to the point he's kind of terrified to lay his hands on you for fear of breaking you. At the same time, he kind of adores how small you begin to look to him as his body grows.

the makin of my yandere diary!!!

I decided to buy a base that I could already be happy with using on its own, both so that I didn't have to do too much work n also I generally just like simple designs. it did pose a little challenge tho since most diary decoration ideas online all started from scratch, not to mention completely off for a dark yandere theme, n also that the fake leather matieral made it very limited to what I could do.

my final choice was simply lace for the cute n paint-blood for the violence!! I rlly hope any yandere who sees this n tries makin their own diary also posts abt it cause I think it could be a cool staple of yancore if it gets there !!

(Reposting since I got unshadowbanned :p) Introducing the ocs for my VN project, Bubblegum Scribbles! You'll play as Noah, and can romance Sebastian or Elijah. (And one extra character...) I had to rush this as my tablet started glitching on me, sorry for the quality. Feel free to send in questions for them!

Found these on my first semester textbook-

I don't wanna boundary push but can i ask why you don't like yanderecore interacting? I have bpd.. so yandere is comforting for me.

I get that anon, and I think people do find "vent" related communities comforting. However... I don't feel very comfortable with those communities. I find them slightly triggering as someone who also struggles with mental health issues. (I share similar diagnose with you, however I only fit 3 criteria and I want diagnose changed. I'm fine with sharing this as I've mentioned on my blog before DBT. Which is a therapy aimed at folks with bpd.) I also find it rather damaging / can be damaging if someone views that content and assumes "*blank disorder* acts like this". I also struggle with some other disorders that are heavily demonised, Psychosis being another one, and dissociation. Both of these disorders are often seen as scary/a danger to others. (I'm more of a danger to myself in these peaks. ^^;') & with that in mind, the trope of mentally ill 'crazy' girl/guy who will stab/attack the person they like/love I find very dangerous, and it also I think can touch trauma for some. I know it can for me. (I won't dive into this) Again no judgement if you find it comforting, just please trend lightly in communities like that. Negative spaces I find *Can* breed more pain. Vent art, and vent communities can be helpful for temporary stuff but long term and focusing on it I feel like can cause more damage, I think it also can sometimes make a person feel more ostracised, in my opinion.

Santa baby are you really there?!

*hears a voice in my backyard*

FUCK SKIN WALKER

- you make Yan skinwalker i’ll do anything to get a skin walker to love me … yes I am 100% mentally stable

I'm not sure if you had something horror-esque in mind, because my immediate idea was Reader accidentally getting cursed and continuing her life completely unaware with a ""dog"" everyone is freaked out by, but she finds it cute. So more like dark comedy vibes. You be the judge. :D

Disclaimer: I have changed the name to Shapeshifter as to not delve into potentially offensive takes on native folklore. Thank you for informing my European ass.

Yandere!Monster x Reader [Shapeshifter]

On your last hiking trip, you've stumbled upon a helpless, lost dog. Or rather, it stalked you down to your cabin and spent the night in front of your window. You didn't have the heart to abandon the poor soul and so you brought it home with you. Strange things have been happening ever since and no one knows how to tell you that the monstrous coyote-like creature might be to blame. You're oblivious to everything.

Content: female reader, dark comedy, monster romance, reader is cursed and proud

It wasn't your intention to return home with a new pet. Some might say it was written in the stars, this fateful encounter of yours. You had finished packing your supplies for a day-long hike, vehemently refusing to join your group of friends that would be guided around by a native. They’d warned you many areas of the mountainous forest were supposedly cursed or haunted, so you just scribbled the limits on your makeshift map and promised to stay on the main trails. After all, this was your chance to commune with nature. As the sun begun to set, you wondered if going by yourself was indeed a smart idea, given your lack of spatial awareness and difficulty to navigate maps. You flipped the piece of paper several times, deep in contemplation. Could it be that you’ve reached the forbidden lands? You quickly surveyed the area: based on the stuffed rag dolls hanging from old branches, and the animal skulls arranged in patterns among patches of burnt grass, it was very much a possibility. Perhaps the improvised slab that said “Stay away” in dripping crimson letters should’ve been enough of a warning, but you assumed they’d just been creative with trail markers.

You didn’t have the time to panic. Just as you were furrowing your eyebrows in a final attempt to decipher the map (at the time upside-down), your ears picked up a faint shuffle of leaves. Further away stood a dog, its glossy eyes fixated on your form. A lost puppy? It seemed to be on the larger side, but then again some breeds grow rather fast. You lowered yourself and patted your knees, whispering diminutives in an effort to call the animal over. It remained in place, staring quietly. Alright, then. You focused on finding your way back instead. Every now and then you'd turn back and see the dog, motionlessly eyeing you at a constant distance. Oh, dear. Was it lost? Frightening affair.

Back at the cabin you told the others about your discovery, with a hint of worry in your voice. You hoped the little pup had found proper shelter. You'd expected a similar reaction coming from your friends, but one of them suggested: "What if it was some shapeshifting monster? There's many legends and stories from the area." Everyone laughed and you joined hesitantly, mildly annoyed by the lack of empathy. That night you barely slept, twisting and turning under the heavy feeling of being watched. You woke up tired and nervous, dragging your feet towards the window for some fresh air. That's when you saw the same forest creature, fully awake and tall in its glory, positioned before your room. This was no coincidence. You had been plagued by the guilt of abandoning a vulnerable quadruped and you weren't about to continue as a passive observer. You strode out without a word and lifted the large dog with a huff, carrying it back in to figure out the transport logistics.

Thus started the unexpected companionship. To you, it's a lovely tale of two lost souls finding one another. Most people seem to disagree. Can you blame them? The rescued puppy you often speak of is, in the eyes of everyone else, a monstrous beast by all definitions. It resembles a coyote more than a dog, but even this description is too gentle. The fur is always raised threateningly and the protruding clusters of fangs remind one of the anatomical anomalies displayed in museums. The eyes, oh, the worst of all perhaps, bottomless depths that pull you in until you run out of air. The creature stares with the all-knowing gaze of a human. "Don't be rude", you snap at whoever dares to point these details out. "It must be a mixed breed or something."

Their persistence is truly ridiculous. You've even had guests run out in panic, claiming the dog stood on its back legs and whispered in a language unknown. Or that its shadow would morph into a grotesque man with claws and crooked antlers. Or that they've found it hunched over your sleeping form, its spine twisted outwards with jagged peaks breaking through the wild fur. Rubbish, all of it.

Strange things have been happening, no doubt, but your adopted fur-child has no blame to carry. You've been trying to distract yourself, going on dates and occasionally bringing potential suitors over. They all vanish overnight, nonchalantly leaving an empty, ruffled bed for you to wake up to. "Am I just unlucky?" You sigh, running your fingers through the coarse fur of your dog. It lowers itself under your touch, visibly enjoying the affection. For a split second, it glances out the window. By the time you come out of your depressed slump, the birds should've finished feeding on the remains. He made sure to tear and grind everything fine enough to not leave any marks behind.

That's how curses work, after all. He didn't expect, however, that you'd be utterly unaware of it. He has to give you the credit, not many people become stalked by an ancient curse and continue their life in blissful ignorance. Even more, for them to just casually pick up the haunting entity and bring it inside their home willingly...You're, uh, certainly a special one. Hence the change of plans. He was supposed to torment you into an early grave, but he's grown rather attached to your bizarre antics. And you do provide some damn good chin scratches. He's therefore satisfied with causing anguish and destruction to anything and anyone in your immediate vicinity instead. Since you've been complaining about the resulting isolation...

You wake up with a gasp, wiping your drenched forehead and checking the sheets. The dog is curled next to you, although its head is now tilted in your direction. "O-oh. It might be the loneliness talking...but I had the strangest dream." How troubling and embarrassing. Your beloved pet had turned into a deformed, monstrous man instead, pinning you down and hungrily grazing your skin with his sharp teeth. Your fearful protests eventually turned into shameless moans, your frail body at the mercy of the mysterious beast. It unfolded so vividly that your core feels sore. You stretch a sheepish hand towards your pet and abruptly stop halfway, noticing the marks diffused into your wrist, like violet smudges of watercolor. What the hell did you do last night?

The dog buries its head under the sheets and nuzzles its snout into your soft flesh. Heh. How many more disappearing guests will be needed for you to figure out your situation? He does find your obliviousness terribly amusing, as well as your willingness to clutch onto him despite his unsightly appearance. He was feeling particularly cheeky and thought of giving you a little scare, only to be once again taken aback by your neediness. He has to wonder who exactly is trapped in this situation, because your reactions to everything he does are frighteningly tempting. Maybe tonight he'll finally let you know, just as you're about to come undone beneath his heaving body. Something like, hmmm. "By the way, love, this isn't a dream." He could even add a little "woof" to tease you more.