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Chaos and Fizzy love me. They love me because if they didn't they would kill me.
#yhs#yhs reboot#yandere high school#yhs bunny#body horror#blood#implied abuse#stockholm syndrome#horror#psycological horror#Lore#art#digital art#I love slamming them against walls#I need them to break#I need them absolutely shattered beyond repair
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the one eyed purple hair guys
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“They’re so still, are they ill?”
“Hop little bunny. Hop, hop.”
#yandere high school#my art#totally average kid#Yhs#yhs fanart#yhs reboot#yhs bunny#Yandere high school reboot
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got distracted, enjoy.,
Grian sat in the rain watching Sam and Taurtis attempt to sell a local gang some “Goods”.
His clothes were drenched, sticking awkwardly to his skin, his hair darkened with water and flat against his head. The stairs were cold. His ears were waterlogged and all he could hear was the rain splatting on the stairs. The rain which was usually so comforting but now felt like a reminder of everything. A reminder of where he was. In Tokyo, watching his friends sell drugs.
Sam eventually returned, leaving Taurtis with the group. Taurtis was always better at selling things. Sam looked high. And drunk. Maybe both. Probably both. He sat on the step next to Grian, not sparing him a glance.
They sat in silence for a few minutes before Sam suddenly spoke up.
“We’re not friends.” Grian didn’t respond, eyes locked on a puddle in front of him. “Maybe once, when we were little. Maybe then we were friends. But not anymore, we haven’t been friends in a long time.” Grian didn’t respond again, which agitated Sam. The bunny hybrid turned to look at him.
“Answer me goddamnit!” He yelled into deaf ears. “GRIAN ANSWER ME.” Sam screamed again., this time forcibly grabbing the avian by the chin, forcing him to look at him. Grian chuckled, of course the one time Sam says his name properly and he's high out of his mind and angry.
“We are not friends, Grian.” His grip was tight, squeezing Grian’s face.
“I know.” His voice was quiet, a whisper among the rain.
“What?” Sam let go of his face, leaning back again.
“I said, I know.”
“Is- is that all? No, no sadness? ARE YOU EVEN UPSET?” Grian didn’t get why Sam was so angry, honestly, he never knew why Sam was upset. Sam was the one who just said they weren’t friends? What, don’t say he was expecting Grian to beg for forgiveness. Grian looked at Sam, wiping Rain off his face. “Should I be upset?” This seemed to hit Sam hard. The bunny hybrid going quiet again, tears might be streaming down his face but the rain hid it well.
The rain got worse, lightning strikes occasionally, and Grian hoped that maybe he was lucky enough that it would hit him. It’s funny isn’t it? When they were younger the three of them would run around in the rain, all in good fun. Screaming in joy every time a flash of light went across the sky, joking about how unfortunate it would be if one of them got hit. Now Grian was here, bloody wishing it would hit him.
Sam spoke again, “Don’t you care?”
Grian didn’t understand, watching the cars that drove past occasionally. “Pardon.?
“I said- don’t you care that we're not friends..?” He hiccuped, “Does- does it matter to you.?”
Grian thought about his words carefully, before answering simply. “No, should it?”
“Well- Yea!” Sam spluttered out, “I- I want you to care! I want you to be upset!”
Oh. So that's what this is about. Sam doesn’t want to be friends with Grian, yet expects Grian to care, he fucking wants Grian to want to be his friend, just so that Sam can deny him.
“Well- well, why are you still here then!? Just go home, Grian. Go back to your dumb house in London.”
“No.”
“What?”
“No. I’m not staying here for you Sam. I am here for Taurtis because somebody has to look after him. And it sure as hell ain’t you.” Sam didn’t get it. He could look after Taurtis fine, he didn’t need Grian’s stupid help. They would be fine without him. “I can look after him. We don't need you, Grian.” Grian laughed, turning to look at Sam. “Why are you laughing?”
“You can look after him? You have left him all alone in a room with the bloody mafia. And you have the guts to tell me you can look after him?” Grian’s voice stayed calm, not raising at all or showing any emotion. Sam didn’t respond after that and the two went back into an uncomfortable silence.
Sam shuffled over to Grian, leaning his head on his shoulder as he passed out, probably from the drugs getting to his brain. “..m’ sorry gree-on..” he mumbled before he closed his eyes. Leaving Grian all alone, in the storm waiting for Taurtis with a hopefully dead Sam.
#grian#sleepy0s#taurtis#samgladiator yhs#grian yhs#taurtis yhs#tokyo soul#avian grian#bunny samgladiator#angst#light angst
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I wanna send silly request, Grian and Taurtis please c: /nf
They’re getting all wet D:
(I redrew my favourite screenshot of the guys)
#I haven’t finished yhs yet so shush on spoilers#art#mcyt#grian#taurtis#bun art!!#yhs#bunny gets asked stuff#doodle request
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hello fumblr, i rise from my ever lasting nap to post yhs
i’ve been absolutely grinding out merch designs (<- has been aggressively procrastinating) during my absence btw so that’ll be happening soon (in a few weeks (thanks shipping times))
#yhs fanart#yhs sam#peep that wisc reference#samgladiator yhs#finally found a way to render his stupid bunny hat
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could we get a yhs samgladiator introject stimboard? red and black theme with love/bunny aesthetics and glitter? :3
Samgladiator (YHS) with red and black bunnies, glitter, and hearts!
🐰|❤️|🐰
❤️|🐰|❤️
🐰|❤️|🐰
#weheartstims#stimboard#samgladiator#yhs sam#sam yhs#yhs introject#yhs#yandere high school#red#black#bunny#bunnies#plushie#stuffed animal#glitter#hearts#ink#pen#nail polish#spray paint#clay popping#messy#white
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i hate this fucking guy /srs
fun to draw tho
tw/ blood, knife B)
#fanart#mcyt#mcytblr#yandere highschool#yandere#yhs#samgladiator#samgladiator fanart#yhs sam#my art#sociopathic bunny boy make brain go brr#current fixation#yaaaah
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My dad used to work at a Movie Tavern and every time he took someone's ticket he'd say "Welcome To Movie Tavern I Love You ❤" and nobody ever said a thing about it
#I considered saying it in the episode but the miserable desperation of “Please Im gonna lose my home” felt funnier#I like to think I say this to all the other customers tho. Its the company mandated greeting#yhs#yhs reboot#yandere high school#yhs bunny#art#digital art
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guess who started watching the reboot? And found out whiteboard exists lol
#yhs#yandere high school#yhs samgladiator#yhs coolment#yhs bunny#yhs bumpy#YHS salmon ella#yhs owl#yhs yuki#yhs reboot#Cw: blood lol#yhs fanart#yhs james
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the sketch i found from deviantart by Iki-Fujisaka
(i just did a google search of cross legged references even though i ended up not using it like reference sort of??)
#yangust 2023#yangust in october#prompt 27#day 27#yansona#yhs#yandere high school#yhs oc#her name is ridley#she's Geode's testube daughter#Tartuis' sister#if sam and coolment can have cat/bunny ears then fuck yeah wolf ears#the fit is smth i wear#but the shirt says CIA las vegas although i'd love a shirt that says 'This is My Hooman shirt'#i have zero art experience#im more of a writer i swear
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Sam: Look at this cool thing!
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Soul, qrting him: You're a stalker + cringe + not cool + 'I'm a nice guy' + fatherless behavior + L + cope + seethe + ratio
(4k likes, 3k retweets)
#yandere high school#yhs#yhs soul#yhs sam#yanderehighschool#incorrect quotes#incorrect yandere high school#owl vs. bunny#samgladiator#soulowl
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positive
part one ♡ part three
pairings: stalker! mike x victim! reader
warnings: stalking, obsession, mike’s a cuck, pregnancy test, framed robbery, stolen underwear n laptop, reader’s a slvt
a/n: heyyyy y’all long time no see
♡ cramps. bloating. cravings. hell. you assumed that your period was close, but weeks have passed and not even a bit brown appeared on your pad. you sat on the bathroom floor, your hands anxiously twirling your hair as your best friend comforted you.
♡ “babe, it’s okay! you used protection, right?”
♡ you shamefully put your face in your hands, “when i had condoms, yeah…”
♡ she stops checking herself out in the mirror to look at you in disbelief, “what about pulling out?”
♡ “plan b exists for a reason!” you whisper-yelled.
♡ “so do condoms, dummy.” at first, her eyebrows were furrowed, but then she stopped when she realized how anxious you were. “i’m still here for you, even when you do dumb things.” she gives you a comforting smile while squeezing your hand.
♡ you smile back, and when you’re about to reply the alarm cuts you off. “you flip it!” you squeak, burying your face in the stuffed animal you brought for emotional support. you held your breath as she flipped the test.
♡ “bunny… i'm sorry." she shows you the test. the blue letters you dreaded. “positive”.
♡ your best friend leaves hours later, leaving you alone as you lay in bed.
you: how much do abortions cost
her: abortions r like 800 but i can split with you
you: that’s still like 400000000!!!
her: 400.
u know i love u tho and would spend more than 800 for u! <3
you: yh but i was the one being stupid
idek who the dad is
her: slut 😭
you: bro stfu
not my fault these men r easy lol
♡ you toss your phone away, pulling out your laptop to watch a movie as you get comfy in bed. wait- where the fuck is your laptop?
♡ it’s been two weeks since mike took advantage of his princess, how could he not? you looked so pretty and you did owe him one and you- whatever. besides using your blacked-out body, he also took a souvenir. he thanked god that you used icloud, looking over your gallery as his hands were down his jeans. he swears, once you’re his, you won’t be a whore for all these braindead men, only his. he still enjoyed seeing your pretty pics of cum on your face, tongue sticking out, and runny mascara though...
♡ another one of his favorites was you in a mini skirt, bent over to show your pretty pink panties. he held those same panties in his hand as he stroked his cock against it, going painfully slow to be able to admire your body fully. he tried so desperately to go slow so his mind wouldn’t get so fuzzy, but he couldn’t help it when he had so many pics of you in lewd positions and angles. pathetically cumming into the lacey fabric, his chest heaving as he tried to breathe, the pleasure was so much that he had to hold his breath.
♡ ding! he squinted his eyes to focus on the message from your best friend, “abortions r like 800 but i can split with you”
♡ he wipes his hand on his jeans to click on the notification, reading your messages. “she’s.. she’s pregnant..” he muttered, his breathing picking up again. “abortion? fuck fuck fuck, no!” he yelled out, running his “clean” hand through his curls in disbelief. he got up from his bed, pacing back and forth, trying to figure out how to stop you.
♡ it was one of mike’s favorite parts of the day, he stood by your favorite store as he pretended to be doing his job. his walkie-talkie occasionally turning on and the person on the other side requesting for a guard or announcing that someone was caught stealing.
♡ never you, though. his perfect princess would never steal, so it really killed him to do this. as you entered the store, you paid no mind to mike. you looked through the rack of clothes, focused on finding something good while mike sneaked in a pair of earrings into your purse. he pretended to look around for anything “suspicious” before leaving the store, smiling to himself that he had the guts to do that. eventhohebrokeintoyourroomliketwoweeksago
♡ retail therapy was obviously needed because of the night before, your shoulders felt less tense after paying for your new tops. you happily left the store but stopped in your tracks when the alarm went off.
♡ a security guard walked up to you, his eyebrows already furrowed as he put his hand out. you shakily handed him the receipt, tears already threatening to spill, the hormones making you 10x more sensitive. he looks over the receipt and your shopping bag, then he points at your purse. “i’m going to have to check your bag, ma’am.”
♡ you willingly gave him your purse, just wanting to get over it. your heart drops when he pulls out a pair of hoops, “i-i swear i didn’t put them there!”
♡ “then who did, bitch?-” he asked, but mike's voice quickly followed after him.
♡ “it's fine, steve. i got this, you go take your lunch break.” mike looks at the man with a “sincere” smile.
♡ steve scoffs and backs up from the two of you, giving him a ‘are you serious?’ look, before leaving to the food court.
♡ you let out a breath that you didn't even know you were holding in. “thank you-” you read his name tag, “mike!” you smile up at him with flushed cheeks and teary eyes.
♡ “no need to thank me, i just really hate the new hires. they’re suck dicks.” his heart skipped a beat when you said his name, he tried so hard not to stutter but the blush on his cheeks said it all.
♡ “no seriously! he looked like he was going to kill me!” you let out a laugh of relief. “how can i repay you, mikey?
♡ mikey. his very own nickname from you. he almost died. “no no! you don’t need to. i promise.” he looks down at you as he gives you the sweetest smile ever. no one else makes him smile like you do
♡ you playfully hit his arm, biting your lip slowly as you giggled, “c’mon, pleeeasseeee?”
♡ are you flirting? his cheeks flushed even more at the thought… after a couple of minutes of chatting, mike's walkie-talkie turns on.
♡ “mike. imma need you to come to zumiez, some dude was trying to steal a beanie and he’s putting up a fight.”
♡ his heart drops and he looks at you shyly, “before i leave.. could i get your number?” of course he already had it, but he wanted to hear the numbers come out of your mouth.
♡ “mhm, call me if you ever need anything. i owe you, mikey….” you kiss his cheek before leaving.
♡ he holds his cheek in awe as you leave, finally, you’re going to have a man that treats you right… not like the other dickheads.
thank u for reading <3
#mike schmidt#mike schmidt x reader#mike schmidt x reader smut#josh hutcherson#josh hutcherson fanfic#josh futturman#josh futturman x reader#josh futterman x reader smut
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YH ⚓ [231223] ATEEZ TALK "Fortune bunny🐰"
#yunho#ateez#m: yunho#type: photo#content: toktoq#content: fancafe#era: towards the light : will to power
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The sight of the 1500 year old ghost of a fearsome general in a bunny mask freaking out on rides is SERATONIN INJECTION! I especially love how he goes from cool to screaming and clutching for dear life.
I love him:
The thing is, this is probably the first truly normal, joyful yet thoroughly mundane day the man has ever had and it just makes my heart warm...
This was priceless:
This is the first time we've ever seen him grin like this. She makes him come alive in every iteration.
This is such a !!! bit: I hope this is how it ends for them. Please! But also, this is the moment where, once again, Ri Ta and YH become the same for him, he wants the two of him and her (not him and Ri Ta) to have been normal...
I love them so much! He always sleeps well around her, doesn't he?
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not to b a bunny defender or anything but like idk i just feel like BUNNY DIDNT DESERVE TO BE MURDERED?!!? like i get that the group felt threatened bc they thought he might tell but if u rlly think about it like realistically bunny wouldnt had told anyone apart from julian. no one else would believe him. and if someone did believe him (highly unlikely) bunny would probably b lumped in w the rest of the greek class and ppl would probably assume bunny was in on it or smth and he would be guilty by association if u get what i mean. i mean think abt it: a group of super isolated students, learning ancient, dead languages doing rituals during the 80s which may i remind u was the peak of the american 'satanic panic' era. bunny fs would have been rlly fkn hated if he told anyone about what he knew abt the bacchanal and i feel like he knew that and literally wouldnt risk telling anyone unless he thought henry or someone was actually going to kill him. also julian wtf he played such a big part in this. i feel like he essentially manipulated and isolated the greek class into having the bacchanal most likely knowing that there would be some pretty severe consequences. and bc he islotaed them from the rest of the estudents AND STAFF at hampden they wouldnt be able to tell anyone, or no body would believe them. omg i could acc go on abt this. still havent written my notes down tho so yh this was a (very unplanned and messy) rant so soz but i truly hope u get what i mean!!
#bunny corcoran#tsh donna tartt#the secret history#henry winter#murder!#julian morrow#donna tartt#notes#opinions#pls help#i'm procrastinating#wtf i need to sleep#i love this book sm its not healthy...
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