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enderpearlll · 1 year

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Yandere!Bob Velseb - My Favourite Employee. PT 2.

Um. So this is way longer than I expected so there’ll probably be a part three and four. Sorry not sorry. Can you also tell I don’t edit my work?

Gender-Neutral reader, but pet names such as darling, sweetie, sweetheart, and sweet pea are used.

TW/CW: Yandere content, stalking, descriptions of paranoia and anxiety, brief panic attacks, etc.

• That evening Bob walked you home, you felt sick to your stomach. The smell of Bobs cologne was soothing and stuck to your clothes even after you took off his jacket, but that didn't fully rid of the anxiety building in your stomach.

• Maybe it was the build up of stress…. Yeah, that was it. You decided to give up your shifts for the next three days, thinking that a break from work would be refreshing. But that night when you were getting ready for bed, you felt like you were being watched. Like someone was there with you... It definitely didn't help with the paranoia.

• It was a restless night, spent tossing and turning in hopes that no one was actually watching you and that it was all in your head. Luckily your coworkers were understanding, but when you called in the next morning Bob was distraught. He called you nonstop until you answered.

“What happened? Are you sick or somethin’ sweet pea?!” “Yeah, I asked someone else to take my shifts for a few days, hope you can understand…” “… Of course I do darlin’! Just take it easy, okay?” “Alright, thank you so much Bob!”

• You felt relieved that Bob understood your dilemma, and soon enough you calmed down and spent the whole day trying to relax. After a few hours of bliss, you felt that horrible feeling crawl down your neck again. You walked into the kitchen to grab a snack when you felt eyes on your back. With a shaky sigh, you scavenged through the kitchen for a snack to distract yourself. Turns out that it didn’t help and your kitchen was barren.

• You decided to get some fresh air to calm down, going for a walk to the grocery store. But even on the way there you felt like someone was following you. It didn’t help that you actually heard footsteps and eerie snapping. Like a camera shutter going off… So you practically ran the entire way. When you got to the store you felt soothed in the public eye. At least there was other people around so creeps wouldn’t dare to pull anything in a public place.

• But that only made you think harder. Should you call the police? Eventually you decided against it, seeing as it was only a gut feeling that you were going off of. And you didn’t want to know if someone was actually watching you, not at all. You’d rather live in blissful ignorance.

• You were at the snack isle, shoving a bunch of junk food into your basket. You were debating on whether or not you should buy actual food when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You nearly jumped out of your skin and quickly turned around to face the culprit. It was Bob! (Wait, wasn’t the restaurant still open—) He laughed at your jumpy attitude and pat your back, wiping a tear from his eye. “Woah there, sweetheart!” “Hah, sorry. I wasn’t expecting to see you here, Bob.”

• Bob chides you for your horrible food choices, poking fun at you. You felt safer with him around, walking around the grocery store as you both talked about life. You didn’t ask him why he was off work so early, deciding to focus on the task at hand. Eventually you leave with a cart full of groceries, to which Bob was happy to help you take home.

• You let him walk you home again, feeling much more comfortable walking back with him. You felt bad for making him carry almost all of the bags though, but Bob was persistent on carrying all of them. Of course you didn’t let him do it all by himself so he made you take the lightest bags. When you got home, Bob let himself in and helped you put everything away.

• You felt weirded out seeing your boss look so domestic, his cheeks a bright red as he hummed a tune while asking you where the cereal went. When all was said and done, Bob asked if you wanted something to eat. You politely declined and said that you could just order out, but Bob was appalled at the idea.

“What?! No way, I can’t have my darlin’ eating junk when you’re feeling sick! Don’t worry ‘bout nothin’, I won’t poison ya!” “… You make me burgers for lunch everyday.” “Well, that’s my cookin’! I don’t wanna have you eat something that I didn’t cook for ya myself.”

• Inevitably, you caved into his offer and you both began to make some chicken noodle soup. When you put on an apron, Bob began to drool and blush red hot. You blamed it on the heat in your house, chopping vegetables. Bob was doing most of the cooking, you measured out the ingredients since he wanted you to take it easy. (Even though it was your own kitchen—) “My lovely chef! Where would I be without ya?”

• You loved Bob’s cooking, so when it was time to eat you were impatient. And wow, was it worth all of the effort! You felt all warm and cozy sipping at the hot broth, giving compliments to the chef. Bob was flustered at your praise, cleaning up the kitchen as you ate to your hearts desire. “Aw, thanks darlin’. I’m happy to cook for ya any time!” “Wait, aren’t you going to eat too?” “O—Oh! Um, I’m not the biggest fan of chicken myself, heh.”

• Bob left after tidying up, wishing you a farewell as he trekked back into the cold. It was a chilly night, so before he left you gave him some gloves and his jacket. Bob was literally shaking at the notion, uttering a strangled thank you as you slid the gloves onto his fingers. (Mind you, he was a big guy so he didn’t exactly fit them.) Now that you were alone again, you didn’t feel as paranoid again. Having Bob around was a nice distraction.

• You settled down with a movie and some popcorn, calling your coworker to check up on them. Other than Bob, you grew rather close to them. “Hey!” “Oh, what’s up? How you feeling?” “I’m feeling way better now, I bumped into boss at the store today. He even cooked for me, ha.” “Oh, that’s where he was! Boss closed the restaurant early today after getting off the phone with someone, he was frantic. In the middle of lunch rush too!” “… What?” “Oh yeah, he even called in sick for the next few days too.”

• Guilt seeped into your skin, a familiar feeling of dread sinking in as you dropped your phone. Bob closed the restaurant for YOU?! “—Bro? Hello? Dude, you okay?” Your coworker asked, worried sick. You picked up the phone with shaking hands, curling into a tight ball. “I… Uh, I gotta go. I’ll call you later.” “What—? *beep*”

• You pinched the bridge of your nose, your heart pounding out of your chest. It was probably a coincidence, you were definitely just imagining things. Bob would never close the restaurant unless it was an absolute emergency, so why would he..? You shook your head and turned off the TV, ready to head to bed before you kept yourself awake with your thoughts.

• As you hauled yourself into your room, you didn’t notice the splotches of steam left on your window, left behind from someone’s erratic breathing. As you brushed your teeth, you didn’t notice the sound of your window sliding open. Nor did you hear the sound of a camera shutter as you washed your face, trying to shake off the feeling of something watching you.

• Turns out he got too desperate, seeing as you walked out and were greeted with the silhouette of the devil-horned man. You screamed at the top of your lungs, watching as his impossibly wide grin drooped down. His chest heaved up and down as he wiped away his drool, heart beating out of his chest. You ran into your washroom and slammed the door behind you, rocking back and forth as you dialled the police station.

• This couldn’t be happening, no way. When someone picked up on the other end, you let tears of relief fall down your face. “Hello, police station—?” “T—There’s someone in my house, I think they broke in!” You sobbed into the speaker, cupping the phone close to your face. You quickly told them your address, desperately gasping for air. It was a few minutes before sirens blared through the streets, waking everyone up at 12 in the morning.

• You heard the door slam open, the sound of someone walking in echoed throughout the house. You waited until they reached your bedroom before clambering out of the washroom, running into a brown-haired officer. “Woah there, are you alright?” You could barely form a proper sentence, on the verge of a panic attack. Another officer came in the room, concern laced on his features. “There’s no one here, John. I think they ran.”

• You fell onto your knees, shaking and trembling on the cold floor. “I swear, someone was here! Please, you’ve got to believe me—! He was wearing a devil costume—“ The older officer named John kneeled down to your level, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Don’t worry, we believe you. Jack, let’s do one last search.” And they left you in the living room with a blanket they found, searching the house one last time.

• “There was no one to be found, but your bedroom window was wide open.” Jack said, watching as John inspected the lock on your door. John sighed and scratched his chin before checking the time. “Keep all of your doors and windows locked, we’ll keep an eye out. Call us if you have any more trouble.” He left you with those words of advice before him and Jack made their leave. None of what they said helped you at all, only serving to make you even more paranoid.

• You grabbed your phone from your pocket, checking the time. It was two in the morning, the cops had spent two hours searching your house for the intruder. You sighed and went to your contacts before clicking on the one that said “Boss.”. You bit your lips as you waited for the phone to ring, tears welling in your eyes. “…Hello? Sweet pea, what’s wrong? You okay?” “B—Bob, can you come over? Someone tried to break in a—and—!” You broke down sobbing, hearing frantic crashing and shuffling on the other side of the phone.

“Sit tight, I’m on my way sweetheart.”

(End of part two. Gotta love cliffhangers.)

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ablobwhowrites · 1 year

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I saw this picture and my brain immediately thought of My Lovely Neighbor and I had to this im sorry

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Who said Lila didn’t do the same?….if this happened when bob was a maniac cannibal, he’d bust in and try to kiss y/n

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sk3tch404 · 1 year

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Mmmhh leftovers <3

Silly big ol' red cannibal serial killer 😙❤

Having fun while drawing and not taking it as working??? Now that's new.

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yandere-toons · 1 year

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Hear me out:

I don’t follow these blogs too much, but

Bob Velseb from “Spooky Month: Tender Treats”?

WARNING: cannibalism, bloody violence, use of firearms, home invasion, toxic mindset.

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When the door came flying off its hinges, you pulled the trigger.

A thunderous bang did echo within the house, followed by the jangle of the bullet casing as it bounced around the floor.

Looming in the doorway was a bulky man dressed for the cold, yet all the bullet managed to do was poke a hole in the fabric of his red turtleneck sweater.

It had been a straight shot at his heart. Any human would have been felled and lying in a dark puddle, but he stood tall and looked down his nose at the wound.

A smile was beaming across his face, the kind that made your latest meal rise in your throat and your hold on the pistol weaken until sweat beaded on your forehead.

His eyes, wild and monstrous, rolled up to yours. “Howdy, neighbour!” There was an ominous deepness and slowness to his voice that simmered with barely contained enthusiasm.

The news bulletin flashed in your mind's eye, and the line between reality and a face on a screen blurred as Bob Velseb stalked into your home.

He moved with the swiftness and quietude of a hunter, the music of Halloween at his back.

Atop his head was a pair of devil horns, plastic and red as the mask covering his hair and face. The curve of the horns formed the same crescent as the upward turn of his lips. His front three upper teeth were visible, catching the silvery moonlight in a grin that reached from one ear to the other.

A mix of saliva and blood dripped from his chin, the clear sheen of his drool having blended into the sanguine fluid in a viscous trail that fell in drops to the floor.

The pitter-patter of these droplets splattering over the floorboards rippled among the silence of the home. Its supremacy came under challenge as the breaths emanating from Bob grew into hungry, panting scrambles for air.

A pinkish tint swelled brighter inside his cheeks with each puff, and this, combined with his unblinking stare and wide-open mouth, gave the illusion of a child bursting with excitement.

Bob jerked forward in a step so rapid that it was hardly noticeable. The board creaked underfoot for just a moment, letting out a squeak like that of a mouse.

The blade, pulled taut in his right hand, bared its pointy end at the floor. It glinted in the dim light of the night, which was filtered and splintered through the shutters of the living room window.

The hulking shape of Bob was silhouetted against this window, all except for the whites of his eyes. His eyes glowed with a cyan tinge, and they strayed from you to the bowl of candy on the kitchen counter for a mere second.

“Did you know?” he mused, lapping his lower lip with his tongue and speaking with the casual freedom of friends chatting over Sunday dinner. “In some cultures, the recently deceased are eaten by their families—” he cocked his head, pupils dilating and grin stretching wider “—as a way of feeling closer.”

Bob had raised the index finger of his free hand and was jiggling it alongside his words. In that instant, he resembled a schoolteacher giving a presentation in front of the blackboard.

The smile on his face tightened into a snarl as soon as you started to creep backwards. His veneer of innocence was torn away like an unwanted curtain, and in its place was a glare, a predatory and deathly one.

“Going somewhere?” The tip of his knife was lifted in the direction of your chest. He was salivating like a dog, streaks of froth leaking from the corners of his lips.

A twitch began to infect his fingers as if he were itching to grab and hold.

You calculated the distance between where you stood and the back door. It was half the distance between you and Bob, which he went to close with an eager dash.

The blade rang as it sliced the air, and if not for a duck and a dodge, your blood would have stained the floorboards. Bob swung his knife with wanton passion and charged at you, each swing holding the weight of a brick wall behind it.

Your back collided with the locked door and rattled it upon impact. The stiff and bumpy texture of the wooden frame pressed against your skin as the full force of Bob was caught in your hands, with your fingers wrapping around his wrists and pushing them away from your head.

The pointy end of his knife hovered near your eyeball with a slight shake. Bob bore down on it with all his might, and he leaned forward so that his warm breath was fanning your face.

When his attention flitted between your eyes and the hand of yours that restrained his knife, you predicted the chomp and subsequent spike of pain that came next.

Bob sunk his teeth into your forearm as if it were a delicacy. The pressure was akin to a bear trap snapping shut around your flesh. Lines of saliva traced the length of your arm, intertwined with the driblets of blood secreted by the punctures.

He refused to let go no matter how much you squirmed and wrenched your affected limb. A yelp escaped you that made his cheeks turn red-hot, and his eyes gazed into your crinkled own as if he were seeing something beautiful.

It took you cracking him in the head with the butt of the pistol to loosen his grip. Still, Bob held on and thrust his knife at you every time you attempted to slip past him.

Just as your legs were beginning to buckle, the shrill wail of a police siren cried out in the night. Revolving stripes of blue and red skirted the shutters and painted the interior of the house every few seconds.

Bob ripped his teeth out of your arm and recoiled, head whipping towards the front door. His face contorted into a vicious scowl, and a cyan light flared in his eyes. A rumble in his chest evolved into a growl climbing high in his throat, deepening and strengthening into a roar.

He yanked himself away from you and brandished his knife at the doorway. “Don't interrupt us!” Spit flew out of his mouth, dotting the floor in uneven splotches.

Footsteps thundered across the driveway and up the doorstep, and in a flash of metal rising from holsters, a pair of police officers flooded into the living room with their handguns drawn and pointed.

“Stand down, Bob!” shouted the mustachioed officer.

Bob had a feral look in his eye, and as his body shook while his hand clenched the knife, a bloodthirsty rampage on par with a wild animal seemed all but destined.

However, Bob kept his arms at his side and his teeth to himself when the police officers approached him with handcuffs. At the chink of the cuffs latching onto his wrists, his head swerved towards you.

He was led to the doorway, where a police cruiser idled on the street with its lights flashing against the blackness of the twilight. Before Bob was forced out of your sight, his lips curled into a grin that glowed under the moon.

“See you soon, neighbour!”

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chaosinyourhouse · 22 days

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yandere bob with a reader who has an odd fascination with cannibalism? shes never tried human flesh, but she certainly wouldnt be opposed

Deadly fascination

Hope you like this! Bare with me since like the other characters I write for, I'm still perfecting his personality. But I hope you liked this! Also, sorry if it's short. Enjoy! :)

Pairing- bob velseb x reader

Relationship- Romantic/platonic

Warnings- yandere behavior, cannibalism, when he's a red flag but y/n is color blind, fascination with cannibalism, murder, possessive behavior, obsessive behavior, controlling behavior, non-con bob,MDNI.

Genre- yandere, fluff(?)

I personally believe that for both regular and yandere bob, they would both be ecstatic. Finding someone who wasn't terrified of them just from this fact, accepting the hunger for flesh without a second. They would be even more happy once they find out about your weird fascination with it, the first thing coming out of their mouth.

"Ya wanna try it?"

For yandere bob, he wouldn't really care if you wanted to try it or not. If he has to, he'll force feed you. While regular bob, will still try to get you to eat it, but will respect your decision after the 2nd time of trying. But knowing how you wouldn't be opposed of trying it, would send bob into a frenzy. Making a whole ass thanksgiving dinner but with human meat for you, standing in front of you. Fidgeting in excitement, waiting to see what you think of it. Now, if you like it, this man is mentally jumping in joy and shouting ' HURRAY!' and then will tell you to keep the eating. If you don't like it, he really doesn't care, will still make you eat it.

If you're fascination is that strong, he'll gladly let you watch him kill and cook his victims. Both Bob's are addicted to your attention, loves it when it's on them. But with yandere bob it amplified by 1000x. So having you watch him is like a blessing to him. Asking him questions about the process with make him rant about all the facts of cannibalism he knows, look at his search history and all of it is just, ' facts about cannibalism'. While he is a cold blooded killer, and cannibal. He is such a goddamn nerd. It's insane how much he knows about this way of eating.

Also, biting. Let's talk about that. If you want to, he'll gladly let you take a bite out of him. Biting and eating your partner is a love language for him. So that means he'll do it to. The places he normally goes for are; the arms, legs, neck, and fingers. But he keeps in mind not to take a bite out of you to much! Wouldn't want you leaving him would we?

Feeling the softness of his stomach Beneath your foldes legs feel like they were on a cloud. His large hands holding your hips just to hold you. Placing your hands on his shoulders, which was covered by his regular blood-red sweater. Sending you a grin, he tilts his head in a curious manner. " Watcha waiten' on suga?" Lifting one of his eye brows at you. You look away for a moment, thinking. " Well, I don't know where to bite you at." Letting out a booming laugh, slightly moving you up and down from your placement on his stomach. Before stilling. Still letting out a few chuckles" Please, hun. I've bittan inta' more people than ya could blink. I'ma be fine." Tilting his head more to give you room, his turtle-neck pulled aside. You nod, deciding to trust him. What else could you do? You knew he would force you if you didn't, he always did. But it wasn't like you wanted to stop, you where just making up scenarios. Leaning into the nave of his neck, you bite down. Not softly, but not rough either. Comfortable. You feel the rumble through his neck when he groans. Knowing him by know that he more than likely had some drool running down his stubbled chin. Lifting your hand, you dig it in his dark, black hair. Massaging his scalp as you bite harder. Making a iron-like taste invade your mouth. You feel Bob's arms wrap around you, pushing you against him harder. The position of your legs making it slightly uncomfortable, but you manage. The sounds falling out of his mouth sound like one of pleasure, not even in a sexual way. Just knowing that you were the one doing this was comforting to him. So, while it last. He indulged as much as he could.

Bob is also fiercely possessive. And just the thought of having a piece of himself inside of you( shut up, I know what you all have going through your heads right now)? Makes him happy, it makes him feel at peace. Because where ever you go he'll always be with you; protecting you, keeping you, owning you. you get this gist. And having a piece If your flesh in him does the same thing. You'll always be with him no matter what.

If you want, he'll let you kill someone yourself! He'll watch like a proud dad as you stab them. Pointing at you and going, 'see that? That's my wife that's killing you' then, he might let you cook with him! The reason that he doesn't do it without some convincing is because cooking for you is one of his pride and joys, mostly his pride. And he likes taking care of you, it makes you rely on him.

But, by some god you do manage to convince him. He'll be instructing and watching your every move. To make sure you don't get hurt and still having some control over your actions. Besides, he was a literal cook once, and he eats human flesh like it's a religion. You know that he knows what he's doing, so you listen.

But overall, regular and yandere bob would be happy with your interest in cannabism. They have your attention on them and are able to be in your presence. Which puts both versions at ease.

Version-not edited. Will if I notice something I didn't before.

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hikko-draws · 1 year

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(Concept of @ablobwhowrites)

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Alright, the regular townsfolk being townsfolk being yanderes are equally bad...

HOWEVER!

These guys...?

These guys...

I dread.

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kayzuii · 1 year

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YANDERE DEXTER EROTOPH

general romantic headcanons

warnings. yandere behavior, delusional behavior, animal death, animal harm, violence, murder, stalking, kidnapping, obsession.

author’s note. a gift for @enderpearlll.

It's safe to say that DEXTER EROTOPH'S bizarre behavior is only amplified if someone manages to catch his interest. Dexter sees himself as both a main character as well as an author of his own story. He creates his own narrative and forces it onto his love interest, seeing both himself and his love interest as fictional characters in a twisted love game, with the goal to win his love interest’s heart.

If Dexter considers you "his" you'll find yourself the target of extreme possessiveness under the guise of being a good friend merely looking out for you, where he considers your time to be his alone and will go to any means to ensure you do not give attention to others. You may be seen as little more than his property, and he will have no qualms in controlling you for his benefit.

Whether you met him by calling his number to get rid of a pest or as a result of Dexter catching glimpses of you while doing work in your neighborhood, the end result is the same. He is highly possessive of his love interest, going as far as to keep a picture of them in his pocket to stare at whenever he can during working hours. He also becomes extremely upset when his beloved talks to or is around anyone else. The mere idea of someone being more important to his beloved than Dexter himself is infuriating and causes him to lash out with extreme acts of violence to prove his superiority, even if they don't know who he is; said superiority only to prove to himself with the ways he kills the animals he takes to him home.

Dexter is obsessive and possessive, frequently having to monitor his beloved's daily routine from a distance to make sure they stay safe. His beloved will never know, and Dexter doesn't want them to for as long as possible if he can help it. He frequently goes to seek out their validation one way or another; The exterminator will even go as far as taking pests from other homes and letting them loose on your property so that you call him for help, charging you far less for his services than he would any other person.

Dexter is an incredibly possessive individual. When he decides that you are “his,” you will never find a moment’s peace as he watches your every move, and will go to any lengths to keep you for himself - no matter how detrimental it is to your own well-being all to satisfy his needs of wanting to know everything about you. If he considers you “his,” you are nothing more than his property and he will have no quarrels controlling you for his own sick benefit. This behavior is often justified by his desire to protect his beloved while in the background, it is obvious that his motivations are entirely selfish.

Because Dexter Erotoph is more aware of his actions compared to others, he will attempt to make himself appear innocent or oblivious though his attempts come off as more unhinged despite his happy-go-lucky attitude. However, any attempts of his beloved to try and see through his overly kind facade are quickly thwarted by Dexter changing the subject. He can't have you thinking any less of him or having you perceive him as the insane and deranged man that he truly is.

Once a relationship is established whether it be as mere acquaintances or god-forbid as friends, Dexter does not respect personal boundaries and cannot take “no” for an answer. He is stubborn and obsessive, seeing his love interest as his possessions instead of actual human beings with their own life. While frustrating, his good nature despite how off-putting it can be at times makes you brush it off. Dexter will even tone his behavior, though not because he realized the errors of his ways and more so as a means to keep you close. He's insane but he doesn't want to drive you away and so long as his bloodlust is satisfied, he's perfectly fine.

Dexter is an obsessive love addict who finds it hard to control himself around his beloved. When Dexter and his beloved are together, his desires reach an entirely new playing field from love to obsession to downright feral behavior to get more time with their beloved. His desire to know everything about his beloved is not limited to the physical aspect of their life, he wants to know every last detail about their heart and mind. He believes knowing every secret they have to be the peak of closeness and intimacy, even if said intimacy is completely one-sided.

Dexter sees himself as the only man you should be giving attention to and will employ any means available to make you do so. You may not even be aware that Dexter is obsessed with you until you have already entered a toxic relationship with him. This is when you are most vulnerable to his manipulation, as he will go to any lengths to ensure you give all of yourself to him and him alone. He's already an unhinged and disturbed man and now that he has you where he wants you, Dexter doesn't ever want to let go.

As time progresses with the two of you being together, some of Dexter's alarming behavior starts to slip through the cracks more, especially with his gifts. More often than not you're greeted with a dead rat or cat on your porch, leaving you dreading waking up in the morning to do your daily routine. While this is seen as an extremely romantic gesture by the exterminator, he will innocently deny any accusations of being the culprit of the disturbing carcasses at your front door.

As shown in Deadly Smiles, Dexter's lack of satisfaction from not killing any animals in a few days would cause him to be extremely agitated and impatient. He would feel restless and out of place without his kills, making him more prone to lashing out at his beloved if they don't give him attention. His yandere tendencies would not only get worse, but he would find it hard to even sleep without having the idea of murdering his beloved in his mind.

This may result in excessive stalking and possible kidnapping as well as him forcing physical contact. His possessiveness and paranoia will worsen as he attempts to maintain power over his beloved by any means necessary so as to not lose them. Once he kidnaps his beloved, it's all over. Dexter is a yandere that cannot be reasoned with. His love will be made to stay close to him, even in his sleep. He is likely to forbid his lover from seeing anyone else other than him. Dexter would kill anyone who looks at or tries to hurt his precious beloved.

Dexter has no issue with killing in the first place, mainly animals, but his temper will be much more on edge if it has been some days since he last fed his bloodlust. The longer the days pass without being able to kill anything, Dexter will satisfy that need by killing your friends or anyone close to you. Once he sets his mind to murder and he is blinded by a red veil of rage and insanity, the person he is after becomes a target and nothing can stop him from getting what he wants. He is relentless and his anger is unquenchable for the sake of the object of his affection.

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yanderes-galore · 1 year

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Everyone here is down bad for him, including me, so let me be a bit self indulgent- Honestly I didn't expect Spooky Month to be something I do. However, cannibal man has been rattling in my head lately so- Formatting different due to me writing on my PC

Yandere Bob Velseb Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Kidnapping, Cannibalism, Blood, Blood kink, Biting kink, Breaking and entering, Demon, Sadism, Murder, Jealousy, Manipulation, Drooling, Food kink (?), Vomiting, Delusional behavior, Forced relationship

From the fics I've read about him already, there's two popular ways to write him.

One, strangely affectionate yet deceptive man. Can be really sweet but is actually just a huge sadist.

Two, straight up sadist who has no idea how to be affectionate in the slightest.

With this knowledge, I'd write him the middle.

He's a cannibal and murderer, that can't change.

However, towards you he tries to play himself off as sweet.

He murders, but he can probably hide it.

At least, until he went to jail the first time.

After/right before that he became involved in cults and went from wearing a costume of a demon to being an actual demon.

You'd have no idea the chef at Boys & Grills was a cannibal until he lets something slip.

However when he becomes a demon, there's no hiding it.

Which means, you can meet him two ways.

Before he goes to jail, and after he goes to jail.

Let’s start with if you met him before his restaurant got closed down and he went to jail.

He displays himself as a pretty sweet man, as sweet as the candy he craves.

You could be a customer who becomes a regular or you work there, he’d act very similar either way.

The time you meet him would change his personality, I feel.

If you met him now, he’d be very kind to you.

He can’t entirely figure out why he feels you’re interesting to him yet, but he knows he enjoys talking to you.

Something about hearing your voice and watching you eat his cooking makes him feel a strange fluttering feeling.

Bob definitely drools when he thinks of you, alone or in public.

He does it when he sees anything he likes, meat, candy, you….

The longer he’s around you, interacting with you during your time at his restaurant, he begins to think you're his type.

Perhaps even his taste….

Bob would probably also be a very touchy guy at this stage, wanting to feel your warmth.

Perhaps if you let him, even taste your skin.

He’d call you all sorts of little nicknames.

Common ones I've seen people HC him as saying are Sweetpea, Darling, Cutiepie, Angel, etc.

I propose he’d also call you food related nicknames, or anything really sweet

His nicknames always come off as sickeningly sweet, honestly.

He also doesn’t bother covering up the fact that when he stares at you, he drools.

Unless you think it’s really disturbing and distance yourself, then he hides it.

Bob would probably fantasize about you an awful lot.

He definitely has some sort of biting/blood kink.

His fantasies mostly include sadistic desires such as licking your blood and biting your skin.

He adores you too much to completely devour you, although he loves a sample or two.

Would probably have that kink/fantasy of watching his darling eat.

It’s really creepy when he cooks for you, because then he doesn’t stop staring.

Even worse if he’s drooling.

Bob would probably start by feeding you normal meat whenever he cooks for you.

Then he’d slowly transition it to… well… human meat when his obsession gets more unhinged.

Usually that’s when he starts finding your friends and co-workers an issue.

Bob would be extremely possessive.

Even before he becomes a demon and completely loses his mind, he hates the idea of sharing you with other people.

He wants you to rely on him, why wouldn’t you?

Who doesn’t like a spouse who cooks….

Due to being a very affectionate man at this point in time, he adores every hug you give him.

Which extends into cuddles and hugs when the time comes.

He’s already being risky with his cannibalistic tendencies, but he also stalks you and may even kidnap you.

Don’t panic! He promises to take care of you.

He’d be the only person you’d see, the only person who’d take care of you, the only person who loves you.

Until he eventually gets caught and thrown in jail.

He’s distraught at the idea of leaving you alone, so he makes a promise to himself.

He’ll come back for you, just wait for him.

He loves you too much to allow jail time to keep you from him.

Then there's the next way you could meet him.

After he escapes from jail and looks for a new victim.

By this time I will lean into the demon theory.

Before meeting you he got involved in a cult and became a demon.

Which swaps his personality around a little bit.

As a demon he is much more sadistic.

He doesn’t even try to hide the urge to bite you or taste you.

He also is not afraid to drool in front of you.

Bob knows he’s a beast so why should he try to hide it?

He is still going to stalk you, would definitely kidnap you, and break into your house.

There’s little to no moral compass in him anymore.

If there was even one in the first place, honestly….

He loves to see the fear on your face and adores scaring you.

Yet he won’t kill you, he’s decided against it.

Instead he wants to keep you around like a little toy, someone to sample from and force to go along with his desires.

The fact you managed to “tame” him in a way is very surprising.

Once he grows attached he visits you often.

He’ll take his fill of human flesh for the night and then sneaks into your house to surprise you.

Once he’s comfortable with you, he’ll be very affectionate from the get go just to play around with you.

Scared he’s broken into your house?

How cute, you should know you’re something special to him.

Luckily his outfit hides all the red stains just enough he can try making excuses.

You know better, however.

You know what he’s capable of to a degree, any lie he tells you doesn’t always fool you.

Especially when the beast looks at you with half-lidded eyes and drool coming down his face.

It’s a surprise he hasn’t just eaten you yet.

There’s really no need for him to kidnap you if he keeps you in your house, if you try to run when he visits though, he may have to catch you.

How upsetting, you shouldn't be running from him!

You’re the luckiest person to meet him, everyone else is just a meal.

You, however, are the sweetest treat he loves to savor.

Why would he let you go if your taste is so addicting?

He makes things so disturbing when he tries to taste you.

You’re shaking and shivering, tears down your face while he makes cuts and bites on you.

Then he makes things worse by complimenting on how you taste.

Certainly takes a mental toll on you….

If being hunted and stalked by a demon wasn’t enough to make you go insane, him marking you might be.

Even as a demon, he probably would try to cook for you still.

Except it’s most certainly human meat.

He doesn’t bat an eye at you vomiting once he reveals it, you’ll get used to it.

He’s sure you’ll love his cooking at some point.

It’s going to be all you eat, anyways.

Good luck killing him to leave him, he’s incredibly durable as a demon.

Even if you die in some way, Bob’s just delusional enough to keep you around.

That or he makes you the best burger ever.

Either way, you’re fighting a losing battle.

Bob can be very passionate with his obsession over you.

He may even kill people in front of you if he gets jealous.

It’s not that hard to make him jealous, either.

He’d never share his candy, so why should he share you?

You’re the sweetest thing to him.

Why should he let someone like you be taken away?

Even when the cops catch him again, or if they even can, he’s always making plans to go find you.

Now that he’s attached to you, you are not getting away.

He’ll treasure you more than anything else.

#yandere spooky month #yandere bob velseb

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blxxdq-mvs1c · 1 year

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Yandere! HATZGANG x gn! reader (separate headcannons)

tw: obsessive themes, stalking, possessiveness

an: It was in my drafts for so long and is so short that I can't believe it😭 I'm already saying that boys are aged up!!

⇒Roy⇐

Grumpy cat fr

Possessive, stalker type

Writes you letters, poems or at least tries to, makes you origami gifts too

Goddamn tsundere ass mf

HUG HIM, CUDDLE HIM AND MAKE HIM FEEL LOVED BC HIS TRUST ISSUES

09/10

⇒Robert⇐

PUPPY BF PUPPY BF‼️

Obsessive, sweet type

Definitely makes or buys you chocolates and food

THIS BOY WOULD HUG YOU FROM BEHIND AND PICK YOU UP

Live laugh love Robert

100/10

⇒Ross⇐

Sleepy black cat

Silent, sweet type

Expect to get so SO many flowers and large bouquets

‼️NECK KISSES, NECK KISSES‼️

night walks together

10/10

#zelu writes #yandere x reader #yandere spooky month #spooky month #spooky month x reader #robert spooky month #ross spooky month #roy spooky month #hatzgang #hatzgang x reader

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kittenmey-rin · 22 days

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Yandere Spooky Month x Female reader.

Prologue: "Welcome to the neighborhood, Sweetie." Part 2/3

You entered the Boys n Grills, you took time to look around the place, and by the time you finished looking around the place, you heard an deep southern country voice and it gave you a quick shiver as you looked at the southern country male.

"Howdy there ma'am, welcome to the Boys n Grills, I am Bob Velseb and how can I help you with??" Bob asked while looking at you with a polite smile on his face. "Can I have a Cheeseburger with fries, please??" You said while looking at Bob with a calm smile.

"Coming right up." Bob said while walking to the kitchen and started to make your meal order, You started to make an official work for your business building next week.

After your lunchtime, you walked by yourself to your home, you finished taking a shower, put fresh clean pajamas on and started to go to your room before you can go to sleep, but what you didn't know is that Kevin and Streber are spying on you for a few minutes.

"You are so adorable when you sleep like that." Kevin said.

"Sweet dreams my dear Juliet princess." Streber said.

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To be continued.....

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theyanderespecialist · 1 year

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Base Yandere Bob Velseb X Reader (Sppoky Month) (SUPPORT THE ORIGINAL CREATOR AND LIKE THE VIDEO HE MADE)

The original Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AoQfV_PlNrs&t=1306s

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[Hello My Sexy Muffins, I am here with the first chapter, this chapter is Bob's Traits, I know that is a weird first chapter, but it has to be done, I hope that you all enjoy this idea I have for Bob as a yandere for you!]

Disclaimer: To our knowledge, Bob is not yandere in canon. This is just for fun, and not to be taken seriously at all. Simping for fictional characters, fictional Yanderes, and Fictional serial killers is fine! As long as you are not gross about it and Remember to separate fiction from reality. Yanderes and people like Bob are not ideal partners to have in real life.

Please Enjoy!]

-Base Yandere Headcanons With Bob Velseb-

.Bob is a southern man, who is also a cannibal.

.He has a charm to him when you are not in his sights or a future meal of his.

.Though there is one person that has caught his hunger for something else.

.That is, you the charming person, you are stealing Bob's heart.

.You are his Darling, His Sugar, His Sweetie Pie~

.You are his everything and HE NEEDS To have you.

.If he were to have met you before prison, he would have done his best to hire you.

.That way you could work side by side with him every single day!

.This way he could also keep an eye on you.

.He would try his damndest to court you and make you his.

.Being very charming, but man does this loveable and charming man have a dark side?

.He is once again, a cannibal which means he eats people.

.He would most likely feed you people, most likely rivals and people who have hurt you.

.Not to mention he is a sadist and though he does not hurt you, to just hurts you.

.He does get rough and does some kinky shit in the bedroom that may seem a bit more sadistic, such as knives, rope, fire, and more. (I will leave it to your imagination)

.He is a man who likes it rougher and loves it when you challenge him back.

.Though he knows he will always win he loves the fight in you regardless.

.Does have a soft spot for you where he will not kill you but he is going to have a taste. You better not run either cause that leg may just go.

.If you have meaty thighs you bet there will be loving love bites there as well.

.All in all, he has courted and seduced you, he would plan a romantic homemade dinner, of human heart roast and wine with a little something extra.

.He would confess to you encouraging you to drink the wine.

.When that little something special finally took its course, he would confess to you.

.It did not matter if you said yes to him or not, either way, you will be out like a light and he will be taking you to his home where he will never let you go.

.Again if you run you are losing a leg and being fed it as a lesson for running.

.He has a temper though so if you keep denying his feelings he may just lash out at you and teach you a lesson.

.He also would take his anger out on rivals. Such as slaughtering them and making them into a snack.

.They wanted to give their love to you, well now you can eat their heats.

.This is all if you met him before prison, now if he met you afterward you are even more screwed by the pooch!

.Bob was on a mission of revenge but instead, he found you, and oh did he never want someone more.

.You looked so stunning and tasty.

.He is a man on the lamb and has nothing to lose.

.You are his darling and he will have you.

.If you have any partner they are dead if you have any friends they are murdered if you are with anyone they are bye-bye.

.He would get you alone, stalking and isolating you

.That's right Bob is a stalker yandere type, he can play the long game for sure.

.In this time frame he would not court you, nope he is just going to kidnap you and declare you his.

.He confesses telling you are his and you better accept it or he will take a finger or two.

.He has lost everything and has nothing left to lose.

.He loves to see your fear.

.He would also have a thing during the adult fun time to be called big daddy.

.He also loves sweats so that will be fun to do as well with you.

.You are his sweet little sugar and he is never going to let you go.

.Also he has a large hunger for adult fun if you know what I mean and you are his darling... So yeah be ready for you to sate that hunger for an adult fun time.

.Last note he would be the type to snap and go on a killing spree for his rivals and anyone in his way.

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done, I hope you all enjoyed it, and stay sexy all my sexy muffins!

[I will be posting this on the 4th as well with a scenario on the youtube! So keep an eye out for that! AND SUPPORT THE CREATOR!]

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enderpearlll · 1 year

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Yandere! Bob Velseb - My Favourite Employee. PT 1

An AU where you’re employed at Grills & Boys and Bob is your boss. That’s it. These are headcanons and I’m writing a second part with more yandere tendencies so… Yeah. Hope you enjoy.

Gender-Neutral reader, but pet names such as “darling” and “sweet pea” are used.

TW/CW: Yandere content, boss/employee dynamic, etc…

• Having recently been let go from a previous job, it was up to you to quickly find another so you could pay the bills. Luckily, you found a local restaurant that was willing to hire as quickly as you applied. It had a fair pay, and decent hours so you decided that working at Grills & Boys would be beneficial.

• When you went in for the interview, you had to talk to the manager; who was pretty well known around town. You were anxious about the whole thing, seeing as you never had much experience in food service. But your new manager Bob Velseb was awfully understanding of your situation, and was kind enough to hear you out.

• Bob was a joy to be around, and he didn’t make you feel pressured at all! He had a southern accent and a hearty laugh which only added to his charming personality, which immediately knocked down any worries you had. Bob was also oddly attentive to your every move, a weird look in his eyes when you would fidget or talk. It’s like he was staring into your soul…

“Thanks, Mr. Velseb—“ “Of course, don’t worry ‘bout anything! And you can call me Bob, no need for formalities.” “O—Oh, okay… Bob.”

• But you ignored it, and thus began training at Grills & Boys. Your new boss Bob was really involved in the process, (even though he would usually rely on another employee to train the new hires) and would be eager to answer any of your questions with a smile. Any mistakes you made were quickly taken care of or swept under the rug by Bob, who constantly reassured you that it was no big deal.

• You were a server, so you spent most of your time helping customers and taking orders. Most of the time you had decent customers, but of course there was certain people that were straight up assholes. Of course Bob wouldn’t let any mistreatment of you slide, and would immediately come to your aide. He would not let you deal with an angry customer if he had anything to say about it.

• He may be a friendly guy but man, when he’s angry it’s a sight to see. You’ve never been on the receiving end of it but you have witnessed unlucky coworkers or angry customers that tried to insult you deal with it. Of course, when everything is done and said Bob is immediately worrying about your well-being. He reassures that he’s not angry at you at all, and is constantly asking if you’re alright.

“I think he was just having a bad day boss, I don’t think that a permanent ban was necessary—“ “Nuh uh, he deserved it either way darlin’. Never really liked him anyways, hah!” “But he was a regular!” “Don’t worry about it pumpkin, how are you doin’? He didn’t hurt ya did he?”

• You quickly realize that you have a lot of privileges that none of your coworkers have. Aka, favouritism at its finest. Bob is constantly joking around with you, making you your favourite food from the menu for lunch everyday, letting you take longer breaks, acts more lax if you make mistakes, letting you take leftovers home, etc… Did you mention the pet names? He calls everyone else by name but you don’t think he’s said your name once.

• Bob feeds you a lot. Like a lot. “Ah, I think I’m good Boss.” “No worries sweet pea, just take ‘em! Don’t want you going hungry on me, okay?”

• It’s surprising to both you and your coworkers. Because to them, Bob had never really gotten close to anyone besides you. To you, a feeling of guilt is constant when you’re pampered while your coworkers suffer with extra work to do (because Bob gives you a really light workload while your coworkers are left behind doing the work YOU were supposed to do).

• You begin to grow close to Bob, despite the writhing feeling of guilt in your guts. He even asks you to help out in the kitchen, to which your coworkers are floored at. “Woah, he NEVER has anyone help him cook! Are you dating or something—?” “NO! Also, What? I thought that was normal, he asks me to do that almost every week!”

• He loved telling you little facts (that were rather morbid, actually and creeped you out more than they interested you) and would pick up on little habits and quirks you had. Bob was really attentive when it came to you, and from this he’s able to tell what you’re thinking or feeling. You’re amazed at first, it’s like he can read your mind. Bob also liked to tease you a lot, just to fluster you.

• It gets to a point where Bob begins to worry about your safety and well-being outside of work. He begins to call you outside of work, often to check up on you. “Hello, Bob? What’s up? Do I have to come in or—?” “Oh, no! I just wanted to check up on you dear! Did you eat yet?”

• Bob begins to crave your presence more than he should, and as a result you receive more hours. More hours than you could handle. You barely do your actual job and end up hanging out in the kitchen with Bob or run errands for him. It’s like he’s distracting you from doing your own job. You work from opening till closing for most of the week, and it takes a toll on your schedule and your personal life.

• Bob is far too nice to decline, and even if you did call in sick or give away your shifts he’d just keep calling you nonstop. You’re stressed with how much hours you have to work, and you always work opening and closing alone with Bob. He’s nice and really easy to work with, but you rarely see your other coworkers anymore.

“Hello? You okay darlin’?! You ain’t hurt or sick ain’t ya!?” “Bob. It’s eight in the morning.” I know, but you were supposed to be here with me, sweet pea...” “Oh, um… I gave my shift to someone else.” “Oh. Okay. Anyways, you sure that you’re okay—?” “Boss.”

• One night when you and Bob were closing he had offered to walk you home, seeing as it was late and all. You were rather reluctant to do so, seeing as he was your boss and you were perfectly capable of making it home safely. But Bob was persistent, and you couldn’t really decline him when the concern on his face was so convincing. You had a friendly conversation, which was mostly Bob prying into your personal life.

• Now, your boss had been oddly sparing with physical affection. He would often place a hand on your back, wrap an arm around your shoulders, etc… It was odd. Now that it was a chilly autumn night and you were visibly freezing, Bob took initiative to help you by offering his coat.

• It was oversized and was practically a cape, but you took it anyways. But the look on his face when you shrugged it on was almost creepy. You watched his eyes light up, and his whole body began to tremble and shake (you’re pretty sure it’s not because of the cold,) with excitement— Was he drooling?!

• Eventually you arrived at home, waving at Bob with an awkward smile on your face. He seemed to glow with glee as you smiled at him, waving back vigorously. As you took off your jacket and shoes, you felt a pit of dread in your stomach. You feel like you’ve made a grave mistake… Ah shit, you forgot to give Bob’s coat back too. Oh well, you’ll deal with everything tomorrow, you’re probably just worried because of stress… Right?

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