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500 Follower Celebration!
I'm so thankful for how much support I've received since I started writing. I want to give back all the likes, reblogs, and requests I've got from everybody, so I made a poll for options for what I should do.
The poll will end on Friday, 29; in the meanwhile, I will expect mini requests of slashers, Jojo character, and Oc (example: elf king, Ceo, etc.).
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Disbelief
Lost & Found
Warning: Yandere themes,
Summary: The Princess is able now able to leave, but to wherer
Note: I've decided I'm going to make this into a series,
Intro, 1,
Some undergarments, nightgowns and gowns, a pair of shoes, ointments, and a small book for entertainment were all packed tightly yet neatly in a basket that you've had. It was everything you needed to go out into the outside world, yet it felt like it wasn't enough.
You've must have been staring at the door for hours by now, holding the basket in one hand while wearing an (f/c) silk cloak. In a way, a part of you didn't want to leave just yet. It's the only thing you have ever known since your baby. Though, you must continue on unless you want to be stuck in your room and married off so you can be queen.
Taking a deep breath in, you closed your eyes and walked to the door, "You can do this. You can do this, (Y/n) ... All you need to do is open the door and hope for no guards." You whispered to yourself as you slowly opened your eyes and opened the door.
Poking your head into the hallway, you saw there weren't any guards on either side of your door; it surprised you the lack of security, but at that moment, you weren't complaining. Finally, leaving your room and closing the door behind you, you examined everything closely. The hallway was brief while guiding you straight to the staircase; the only lighting came from a window that illuminated the passage, revealing how dusty and old the hallway was. Hm, this wasn't exactly what you imagined this to look like.
The fear and regret that once lay in your gut now disappeared once leaving your room. It was almost laughable to you now that you felt this way; laughing a little to yourself, you walked towards the end of the hallway and towards the staircase.
For once, a smile grew on your face as you started to rush down the steps; for some reason, you felt like one of the children you watched every day play with glee; hopping down each step with a slight smile on your face.
You started to realize how high your room was from the ground once the lights dulled down and the staircase began to feel endless. As you Continued to walk down, it began to feel like hours, and your feet almost felt somewhat sore; you almost considered taking a small break, though you knew you shouldn't.
A little part of you wanted to return back into your room. It was starting to feel as if this was just a trick and that there was never an exit at all, just a walk down to teach you that you'll never have any say in your life. How everything was already planned for you, no matter how much you wanted it or not.
Sighing, you started to wonder whether it was even worth it. You didn't know anyone from outside of the world, nor did you didn't have any money; it's not like someone was going to just accept you with open arms.
As you walked further down, your eyes almost bulged out of your head once a dimmed light started to show. Ignoring your aching feet and overall now tired state, you began to sprint down the steps, attempting your best not to drop the basket in one hand and hoof on your cloak. You once again started to giggle at yourself, seeing how you almost gave up and how your behavior seemed to be so bipolar at the moment.
The smell of dust slowly changed into something you could only describe as earthly, similar to the moss that grew around your window; glee started to seep out of you as the light shined brighter as you sprinted down the staircase. The sound of insects grew much louder as you were only a few steps away from the exit.
Once seeing the large opening that led to the outside world, you scrambled out as if a mob of killers was after you. Expecting there to be guards outside of the tower, you dashed out, waiting to hear the sound of guards yelling but it never came. Slowing down, you turned around and only saw that of a tower that doubled the height of its surroundings.
" No wonder people never yet at me, they probably couldn't even see me looking out the window from this height," you told yourself as you continued looking up at the tower that inhabited you. You could have been staring at the tower for hours until you started to hear rustling from a nearby bush
. Beginning to panic, you turned around and ran into the forest in fear of someone catching you. You were glad that this night was one of those nights where the moon glared down at everyone since you didn't bring a lamp with you; you were able to see somewhat clearly where everything was in Infront of you. It wasn't like you were going to get lost.
Looking at his pocket watch, exactly two and half hours have passed since he started watching such an amazing show. A small human walking in circles, in an outfit clearly made not for outdoors. It's oblivious they don't know what they were doing or going.
As the Orc slowly followed the young lady once again in a circle, he stared closely at them; they certainly were no commoner, perhaps a noble or even a royal with the type of silk on their back. They also seemed to be unaware of the dangers of his forest and rumors that people have made of it.
Wanting to test the water, He called out to the lady, " Ma'am are you lost, do you need some help?"
The orc watched as he saw you turn around and inspect him. "Thank you, Sir; I've just don't know where I'm going, All I now is that I just need to leave this kingdom. Could you please help me," the young lady worriedly explained to him as they ran to him, slowly becoming awed at his height.
Staring at him with wide-open eyes, " Is something the matter?" He said with a small smirk on his face.
" Well, you just seemed a lot shorter far away, I'm sorry for staring," they said while looking down at the grass.
A small chuckle left his mouth as he pets their small head, " It's fine, I get stared at all the time; I expected you to say something about my horns or scars."
" Ma'am, May I ask what's your name and, why and where you need to leave?" the orc asked as he kneeled down to their height in order to face them.
The Young lady was in shock and somewhat fear as his face was nearly inches away from their own," Well... My name is (fake/name) ... I simply need a night to stay somewhere so I can leave next morning far from here... I'm leaving because I'm a wanted criminal."
"Don't lie to me, Miss," The orc said in a deep serious tone before chuckling.
The young lady, clearly shaking up, nods and tells the truth with speed, " My real name is (Y/n) (L/n), I do need somewhere to stay so I can leave the next morning only because I don't want to be marry to some random noble and be rushed into being Queen. I not ready for any of that and I just want some freedom in my life, Sir Orc."
Patting their head before standing to his full height, He looked down to them with a smile on his face. " See... that wasn't so hard. Call me Ryle, " he said while putting his hand out for a handshake.
Hesitantly, they put their hand out into his and shaking it lightly before removing it; It was nice to Ryle how small and soft their hand was to his rough and humongous hand, seeing how easy it was engulfed in his hand.
"Follow me, I know the perfect place," Ryle said as he slowly walked away from (Y/n).
For a bit, he let the lady walk on their own but it seemed like they could never catch up to him. Stopping, he let them catch up to him before he picked them up bridely-style.
" What are you doing, Sir- I mean Ryle," (Y/m) softly screamed.
" It simply going fast since you have a hard time Catching up, you just rest while I do all the walking."
#yandere#yandere x reader#shroom writes#yandere male#tw yandere#yandere imagines#shrooms thinks#shrooms writes#yandere male x reader#male yandere#yandere x reader x yandere#yandere thoughts#series#yandere vs yandere au#monster vs knight au#tw yandere themes#tw yandere behavior
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Reblog if you write fic and people can inbox you random-ass questions about your stories, itemized number lists be damned.
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Can you write more about the yandere monster and yandere knight? 馃憖
I have so many ideas for his concept/au, but let me write an intro for this since I'm planning to make this into a series.
Disbelief
Warning: Yandere themes,
Summary: The definition of princess locked away, isolated for almost every living soul鈥檚
Note: I've decided I'm going to make this into a series,
Intro, 1
Staring, that's all you really did. You can't remember when it started, but you could remember pushing a wooden chair to the window and placing pillows on the chair since you were too young and small to see without it. Watching how all the little boys and girls play in the streets with the most freedom you've ever seen and without fear of the consequences of a bad image or destroying self-purity. You knew that from that day that watching from your room would be the closing thing to experiencing anything.
You could never deny that you envy the freedom people had outside of your room, the ones that can live outside of a chamber and scour beyond the kingdom without any suspicion. It's something they take for granted, their freedom of speaking, roaming, and doing whatever.
Sometimes, you imagine what the world would be for if you weren't royalty. Would you live dirty poor forced to work your ass off, or live somewhat up-float as seamstress or baker? Would you finally be able to have the freedom desired to have?
Sigh, you continued to watch children play around the street from the height of your room, almost distracting you from the knocks on your door. You expected the daily maid to give you your plate and leave, but it clearly wasn't.
" Hello, Daughter." The queen said or more like your mother.
It was apparent that she was awkward and uncomfortable around you. You've only talked to your mother at least once every year, three times if you're lucky. It's blatant that you and your mother have no relationship, but there's nothing you can do about it other than wait in your room for her to talk to you once. She and your father are the primary cause of why you are isolated from the outside world.
" Y/n... my one and only daughter and child, you are 16 now, aren't you," she said, in a way you knew she was trying to make small talk.
" Mother, I'm 18. I turned it in just a few days ago." You told her, but neither were you surprised that she forgot. Never has she personally congratulated you on your birthday; the only person to congratulate you would be the sweet old maid that brings you your meals.
" Forgive me, I came here to speak about the Spring Ring Festival."
" Oh..." Now, this did surprise you.
Hearing a sigh from your mother, she turned around and inspected your room. " You're a woman now and soon-to-be queen. The Spring Ring Festival is going to start in a few days. It's also where the winner of the torment will have your hand in marriage. You'll become queen and have to manage the kingdom, don't make any mistakes."
With that, she left your room, leaving you with many questions. Where are you going to finally leave your room? Are you going to stay stuck here forever? How are you going to manage the kingdom? For once, you could feel your room expand around you, making you feel like a mouse.
Silently watching the children play outside didn't help with the horrid gut feeling that settled with the thoughts of becoming queen. For once, you need someone to talk to and express everything you felt at that moment.
Now, you weren't just looking out the window, but now, you were waiting for the old maid to come in.
"I'm sorry for my tardiness, princess. The queen has all of the sewing maids to create a new dress her once again." An old lady said as she opened the door while bringing a food tray.
Turning around to face the maid, you could feel your throat go dry before you could even speak. In a way, you felt like she was more of a mother than your own mother, being able to discuss things you could only confine in a mother figure.
"What's going to happen to me, Madam? I've just been informed that I'm going to be married to some winner and then become queen; This is all too fast for me. I'm not ready for this. I want to do things outside of my room before I marry; I want to live a trying life first," you cried, gradually breaking down at the end.
You could hear the maid step the plate down and walk towards you, placing her hands on your face and wiping away the tears. "My Princess, agree that you have been robbed of a life, and I wish to help you, but that would get me killed. All I'm able to do is comfort you and beg you to believe in what is best for yourself or the kingdom."
Letting go of your face and walking towards the door, the mother maid looked back at you, " Oh my, did I ever tell you the story of the princess that escaped only days before being married. They said that the door was unlocked, and she must have fled when the bell rang at 12 sharp of the night. People suspected her of running somewhere around the forest. "
For a moment, it baffled that she was told this story, not knowing what she meant before winking and closing the door behind her. You stayed there for a moment, waiting for her to lock the door, but it never happened. Slowly, you started to understand what the maid was saying. She was giving you a once-in-a-lifetime chance to escape and be free.
#yandere male#yandere x reader#shroom writes#yandere thoughts#tw yandere#yandere#yandere male x reader#yandere imagines#yandere vs yandere au#Monster vs knight au#series#tw yandere themes#tw yandere behavior
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Pretty so I鈥檓 going to do 500 follow event for all of the support I鈥檓 getting, do anybody have ideas for what I show do.
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that kidnapper yandere is a great idea with potential indeed yes, but i raise you the opposite!
you've been kinda coerced into joining this group and at first it was all fun and games however you were pretty curious about how they managed to get money, well, truth is, they're kidnappers and now that you're in, there ain't an out. So everytime they give you a job, you can only try not to fuck the person's life more than you already are and treat them with the smallest amount of dignity, lying to yourself when saying this made you somewhat of a better person than your friends.
Well, this new guy they kidnapped sure is weird, you supposed. No matter, he'll leave soon anyways, 'where to?' you didn't want to think about that.
(this ended up longer than expected)
Sorry, I haven't responded to this; I've just been having a writing block that just doesn't want me to write anything or even post.
Anyway, I Love this so much where the reader is the kidnapper and yandere is the kidnapped.
To continue on to this, after a few days, weeks, or maybe even months since you let the man leave, you never felt the same anymore; you couldn't put your finger on it, was it something missing, or a strange feeling when your alone, or how now new things seemed to apart on your door or mail. You let the group about how you feel, and they only laugh and make jokes that it's the cause of the new guy, and he's going to either take revenge or stalk you to make you his.
It's not like it's true, and the new guy followed you home and soon enough started stalking in person and online. It's not like he started breaking in into your home and stealing or putting things into your house. It's not like he leaves small Trinks on or in your door or mailbox as a sign he's always watching.
#yandere#yandere x reader#shroom writes#yandere male#yandere thoughts#tw yandere#yandere male x reader#yandere imagines#shroom replies#shroom thinks#male yandere#anomymous#Kidnapper au
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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no!
We don't talk about Bruno... but
It was my wedding day
It was our wedding day
We were getting ready, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky
No clouds allowed in the sky
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin-
Thunder!!
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says, "It looks like rain"
Why did he tell us?
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day... but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no!
We don't talk about Bruno!
Hey! Grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I could always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch-ch-ch
It's a heavy lift, with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame
Rats along his back
When he calls your name
It all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams
And feasts on your screams (hey!)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no! (We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no!)
We don't talk about Bruno (we don't talk about Bruno!)
He told me my fish would die
The next day: dead! (No, no!)
He told me I'd grow a gut!
And just like he said... (no, no!)
He said that all my hair would disappear, now look at my head (no, no! Hey!)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read!
He told me that the life of my dreams would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow, like the grapes that thrive on the vine
脫ye, Mariano's on his way
He told me that the man of my dreams would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him now
Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's like I can hear him now)
I can hear him now
Um, Bruno...
Yeah, about that Bruno...
I really need to know about Bruno...
Gimmie the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabella, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner!
A seven-foot frame (it was my wedding day, it was our wedding day)
Rats along his back (we were getting ready)
When he calls your name (and there wasn't a cloud in the sky)
It all fades to black (no clouds allowed in the sky!)
Yeah, he sees your dreams (Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin-)
And feasts on your screams (thunder!)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on (贸ye, Mariano's on his way)
Bruno says, "It looks like rain" (a seven-foot frame, rats along his back)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane
He's here!
Don't talk about Bruno, no! (Why did I talk about Bruno?)
Not a word about Bruno
I never should've brought up Bruno!
Nice 馃憤
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What if yandere jock didn鈥檛 bully nerdy s/o but sorta manipulated them into being in a relationship with them?
Part 3 Jock and nerd trope
Manipulative Jock and somewhat naive nerd
How I imagine this is the yandere jock and the nerdy reader are a partner on a lab assessment; The Jock has hundreds of friends, and the reader has a small friend group. As both of you work on the project, the two of you become best friends; it comes to the point where the two of you hang almost 24/7 and sometime cancel plans with others just to hang out. You're so excited that you have a new friend that's willing to hang out with you that you don't really know how your own friends don't talk to you anymore or that people around you to don't sit around you anymore. The only times you talk to your friends are when in person and it's barely 5 minutes. Though, it's fine, The Jock seemingly comforts you and tells you that you don't need them anyway since you got him. Later on, it seems like no one likes you or wants anything to do with you, and you feel like you're all alone. You break down to the jock and tells you that one's really care about you and that he's the only that would just 'kill for you' and that he really does love you and would just love to make it official. You immediately say yes not knowing all the things that jock has done to this point; bulling your old friends into staying away, threating others around you, and twisting word to making you believe no one loves you other than him.
#yandere#yandere male#shroom writes#yandere thoughts#yandere x reader#tw yandere#yandere male x reader#shrooms thinks#yandere imagines#shrooms writes#male yandere#jock and nerd au
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I love your yandere stuff!!! I love this one scenario but I don鈥檛 see it super often.
But basically you are kidnapped for like ransom by a mercenary or bandit. But the mercenary/bandit finds themselves super attached to you and when it comes to returning you for ransom they run away with you in tow instead.
You're honestly right. This scenario isn't used often enough, which is unfortunate because it has potential. This reminds me a bit of the Mafia au, in which the reader is abducted by the mafia to pay off their lover's/family's debt. Though, I find this overly used and starting to prefer the thought of ransom to be sold.
Tw: Yandere themes/behavior. fem reader (sorry it wasn't neutral), The reader is a ditz/ditzy, mentions of murder.
Special Type of Job
He simply stared right into you as you continued to blab about something you remembered as if you weren't tied to a chair, talking sweetly as if both of you were long-time buddies. It almost made him forget who he was, a cold-hearted mercenary that kidnapped a princess after her father refused to pay for his services. Holding them for ransom until they received double the payment; at least, that's what he told himself.
Marzano originally kidnapped you for a ransom for your father after he refused to pay after assassinating his rival competitor. He expected you to scream, cry, and say, " they'll find me,'" or, " Don't you know who I am," yet it never came; sure, you were scared, looking around and almost whimpering when he came closer, but you stayed as quiet and still as you could. He could still remember how you reacted to his question as if it wasn't a few days ago, looking up at him with those doe eyes and simply shaking your head once; the question was if you knew why you were here and what your father did.
You weren't his first hostage for ransom, but there was something about you that fascinated him that he couldn't put his finger on. It could be how soft you look compared to his rough and rugged looks, how submissive you were in his hold, or how once you were comfortable with him, you would talk to him easily about whatever was on your mind. You were really something darling in his distasteful life; hell, he could only snip some of your hair to send to your father with a letter for the ransom instead of his usual finger snipping. Marzano's heart would fluster just a bit each time he entered the room you were held in; thoughts of you plague his mind each day, slowly hoping that your father wouldn't pay the ransom by the due date.
The letter included numerous improper phrases that positively shouldn't be said to a king, but Marzano couldn't give a shit. He was owed around half a million carats and has the prize possession of the kingdom in his hands.
" Mar茅, do you think my father is going to pay off his debt to you? What happens if he doesn't? Are you going to hurt me?"
Leave his train of thought and smile at the nickname you gave him; he asked, " Why all of a sudden, princess."
" Well, I've spent a lot of time here, which I'm not complaining about, but these ropes are a bit itchy, but not the point. I've just been thinking if he doesn't pay what are you going to do with me after, are you going to kill, hurt, or sell me like what, no offense, but what Kidnappers do," you told him with the loss of your classic smile.
" I have something in mind; don't you worry your little head about it."
" 49,991... 49,992... 49,993..."
He knew how much was in each bag. Marzano just wanted some time to think about his next steps. The more time you spent here, the more time he was able to trust you and let you in his stone-cold heart, knowingly or not.
" 49,994... 49,995... 49,996..."
He honestly wasn't ready to leave you; just within the small amount of time the two of you were together, Marzano had felt like you were his lifelong lover. He had become a custom of your silly ramblings and sweetheart demeanor that he felt almost normal. Not to mention the times when you would listen to how he felt and simply hear what he had to say.
" 49,997... 49,998... 49,999..."
Marzano had grown attached to your feelings and opinions too. How you would ramble about, wanting to see the world out of the palace, your thoughts on your family and maids, and laugh at anything you deemed silly. He honestly wished he had more time and you under different conditions, possibly at a ball or when you felt rebellious and escaped the palace for a night.
"50,000..." Marzano said to him as he stared at the gold chip in his hand.
He could stare at it for hours, knowing that the king fulfilled the payment owed. Marzano knew he had to give you back, but it felt like he had you for too light yet known you for years. He wasn't ready to give you back, but he had to make a choice.
Standing up and walking to a table, he grabbed a letter and left the room he claimed was his office. Marzano walked down a hall calling out to you; he could feel his heart nearly pounding out of his chest at this moment. How was he going to break the news to you?
" Mar茅, I'm coming... I'm coming," You yelled as you popped out of some room and rushed to him down the hall.
" Is something the matter? Do you want me to make you some tea," you asked him once you were in front of him.
" I received a letter from your father," Marzano said with a stoic face, " I think it's best if you read it."
Marzano took a small breath before giving the letter to you; you seemed so eager to read the letter that you were almost jumping with glee. Handing over the letter, you almost ripped it in half trying to read it; you must have had the biggest smile on right now.
He could see every emotion and expression you were going through at that moment. At first, you slowly lost your smile as you started to read, but then, you expressed confusion by raising your brows and re-read the section once more, and lastly, that's when the sadness kicked in accompanied by fat tears, once you finished reading the whole letter.
Big tears slowly fell from your face as you softly cried, and all Marzano could do was open his arm to you. You accepted his offer and slowly reached into his arm and hugged while crying into his chest.
He already knew what you had just read, he gave you the letter that your 'father' sent to you saying that he doesn't want or love you enough. He already could tell this had broken your small yet big heart, and it also hurt him just seeing you like this, but it had to be down. Marzano knows he should have given you the actual letter, but he wasn't ready for you to leave; he needs you.
" Princess, I know you are hurting right now, but would you like to accompany me on a trip to the east? I have a much bigger cottage there where you can roam free," he said to you as he pet your hair while you continued crying into his arm.
He could feel you nod into his chest, still crying. Marzano could feel a small smile creeping onto his face as he created a new plan in his head; he was going to leave the kingdom to the east with you and the money, constructing a new beginning for the both of you.
Call him a monster, manipulator, or selfish; he doesn't care.
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Nsfw-ish
I love the thought of a monster yandere dating the reader (they are in love), and on the sidelines, a knight or 'savior' yandere thinking that the monster is manipulating the reader into loving a beast. The knight tries to save the reader only to become secretly a voyager/ cuck after watching the beast pound the reader into the bed like it's his last.
#yandere#shroom writes#yandere male#yandere x reader#yandere male x reader#yandere imagines#tw yandere#yandere thoughts#male yandere#shroom thinks#nsfw#tw yandere behavior
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You know what I'm in the mood for... a yandere that doesn't know what he's doing. Like once he kidnaps his darling, he's like, " So, do you umm... like animal crackers or something." It's just so goofy because they spent so many months or years planning to this moment, but they never came up with the plan after it. Comes to a point where they ask his darling something like, " Umm... have you fallen madly in love with me, or do I need to wait a little more," or, " Be honestly did I do a good job on this?"
I just want some goofy yandere right now.
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Heavy rain fell outside, strong winds that'd pull and push any and everything. Thankfully you were in your friend's house, out of danger with free shelter and food. You'd have felt guilt for taking advantage of them, but it didn't help they were such a great cook either.
It all was going great, the scary weather made for a surprisingly cozy mood. Lying back on the sofa, counting the wood tiles, even though bored, you were having somewhat of a good time, waiting for them to finish whatever errand that was taking place in whatever room they wandered off to. It was their house anyways, so it's not like you had any business walking around. So you stayed put like they told you.
You weren't expecting to fall asleep though. And you were expecting to wake up in their bed with them tangling their fingers in your hair even less. You weren't exactly creeped out quite yet, but you were a few steps short from it, yes.
Hearing a sudden love confession was not the plan, and as much as you were planning to give it a chance because let's be honest, they were quite easy on the eyes, you felt awkward saying that as they stared at you with big hopeful eyes, mouth agape awaiting for some answer. The scenario just felt weird, and you weren't exactly sure how to react, waking up of a sudden in your friend's bed who was just looming over by the side, staring as you furrowed your eyebrows and thought about the best way to voice your thoughts.
Things escalated quickly though when they started tearing up. You were about to half get up and wipe their tears or something but then boom, just like a train, they derailed completely. Few tears turned to full on crying that turned to sobbing that turned to guttural cries, if they were in true pain and you weren't sure anymore if they were just that sad or if maybe they were stabbed and you didn't notice. Why the hell were they crying so much? Your eyebrows furrowed further.
Begrudgingly you got up and cradled their face. After witnessing how little it took for them to have a breakdown, you were a bit scared of touching them and pressing a seemingly non-existent button of theirs. They were silent as you held their cheeks, tears keeping on falling and wetting your hand. You felt a bit disgusted, if you had to be honest, but you went on.
You mentioned saying how they were nice enough and were good at cooking and they were quite good looking and--Well, you wouldn't mind trying things out, that is. They had eyes wide as the moon, lips widening in a smile that felt far much more stretched than anatomy would allow, frankly. They nodded their head and leaned in, nuzzling their face into your neck as they whispered something you couldn't quite catch.
Oh look, the rain had subsided, you guessed you could maybe take your chances going home. Though looking at their arms that had already wrapped around your waist, their face still in the crook of your neck, you thought maybe you should let them have their fun with you a little longer, lest they had yet another breakdown.
Love is indeed amazing, they reckoned as they tightened their hold on you. Both sides oblivious to each other thoughts. That was for the best, likely.
They were glad it all worked out. They weren't very experienced with nature-related spells, so maybe they missed the mark making the storm just a bit too strong. No matter, it just made the results better. They weren't very skilled with love potions either, but they weren't above trying them out, if you had turned them down now. Thankfully it didn't come to it though. They guessed knowing your likings beforehand did make things easier for them. They sucked at cooking, but magic made food was never bad. Their original face wasn't bad, but if you liked this one better, then they didn't mind their new look either.
This is amazing, like I can鈥檛 fathom any words to describe how beautiful this is. I feel like you literally took the idea straight out of my head because this is how imagined the Yandere to act to his darling if things didn鈥檛 their way.
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@succulentamponne CryBaby Yandere in my mind is a mix of a sprinkle of pathetic yanderes and a whole lot of crybaby version of the reader in how most writer them.
I just want the tables to turn were the Yandere is the crybaby and is intentionality guilty tripping the reader in saying with them, and practically wanting to be comfort and baby them. Pretty much the reader feel honestly really bad even if they look the wrong way at them cause they鈥檒l just start balling their eyes out.
Right this on the phone right now , but anyway.
Crybaby Yandere guilty trips the reader into stay with them and possibly marrying them after a failed kidnapping; the reader only agrees to make him stop crying and for feeling bad for them.
That鈥檚 all
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Right this on the phone right now , but anyway.
Crybaby Yandere guilty trips the reader into stay with them and possibly marrying them after a failed kidnapping; the reader only agrees to make him stop crying and for feeling bad for them.
That鈥檚 all
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Yandere demon/deity that got summoned by reader by mistake and now doesn't seem to want to go back anymore
Magic trick
Tw: Yandere themes/behavior,
Now I can get behind this request, where the reader summons a demon by accident by using the wrong spell or thinks it was a magic trick, and now, the reader is stuck with a ghoul that's forced by contract to stay with them, yet they get emotionally affixed to the reader.
It was a multi-step magic trick they told you; all you needed to do was get some herbs like rosemary, lavender, basil, and white age. Get some snake venom, a tooth or horn of any animal, and a vessel like a doll or plush; get three groups of candles in the colors red, blue, and black. Once you have everything, you make a salt circle twice the size of yourself, which is what they told you; you would next engrave a 'special' hieroglyphic into the candles before burning them and sprinkling some of the herbs above it. You would then place the two candles of each color outside the circle and one of each color inside, all evenly spread out. Once that was complete, you would cut your chosen vessel and add a hand full of your herbs and the animal part inside it; before sewing it back together and placing it inside the circle. Lastly, they advised you to chant a Greek expression as you smudged the salt circle with white sage.
Did you do it? Yes. Do you know exactly what this magic trick was for? Not at all. Were you probably summoning something? Maybe but at this point, you just wanted something cool to do.
You did everything they asked, chanting the same Greek saying while smudging sage around the salt circle that had an overly large teddy bear in the middle. The teddy bear in the middle was stuffed perfectly with all of the ingredients plus a small antler you found in the woods. You waited and waited and waited for something to happen after the chant, yet nothing happened other than the flames flickering and changing for a second to a blue flame.
" Welp, what was I expecting? Damn, I should have just got that magic book from the tricks and gifts shop," You huffed before blowing out all the candles and walking away from the circle.
"Now I got clean this off; at least I got some new candles."
You were honestly hoping strange things to happen, but it never did. Weeks had gone by, but everything seemed normal and not spooky. " So, you're telling me that you listened to me about the 'magic trick' and did everything as told," your coworker asked through the phone.
"Yep," you said as you cooked something easy for dinner.
" Are you being serious because you know that wasn't a 'magic trick,' right? I was making a joke and what I told was to summon some deity," They spoke now more concerned through the phone.
"That explains the salt circle; of course, I know that wasn't a magic trick. Can you just tell me what exactly I did because it's been two weeks, and nothing happened?"
"Well, it depends on what you used like; for example, you used horns of an animal and did the spell right, now you have summoned some spooky horn deity, and I can't remember the reset," they said to you.
" Was it supposed to work," you asked your coworker as you stirred some of the food in the copper pan.
" Don't think so cause some girl years ago told me about it when I had my witch phase in high school," your coworker laughed.
"Good to know, I guess. Do you still want me to cover your shift tonight?" You asked as you started to place your food on a plate, ready to eat after the call.
"Yeah, I still have a shit-ton of problems with my back. Hey, are you having any weird dreams like seeing things or being sleep paralyzed?"
Hearing the question made you think; you couldn't actually remember any of your dreams or if you were sleep paralyzed. " I honestly don't know; I can't remember any of them besides waking up at odd hours," you replied.
" Like 3 am," your coworker said to you.
"No, like 1 or 4 am just to get a drink or piss," you told her, not being amused by the 3 am - joke.
"Hey, it was funny, anyway, I got to go. My phone is about to die right now," your coworker said before hanging up.
Pulling the phone down, you looked up and around your place just to see if there was something off, leaving your plate behind and examining now each room or something off.
Everything did seem fine until you examined your own room, especially the teddy bear; the antler was now protruding through the bear's belly. It was odd, but you chalked it up to the antler being sharp and from how many times it fell off your shelf.
You don't know how you didn't notice it before, but you couldn't care at the moment while there was a hot place waiting for it to be eaten; you also had to cover an extra shift in the next 2 hours.
Damn, do you hate closing shifts; you almost regretted covering for them. Walking up the stairs to your apartment, you could hear the faint sound of someone pounding on a door. You sluggishly walk fastest to see what was the cause of this, only to find out it was coming from your floor.
By the time you made it to your floor, not a soul was present on the floor. They must have left once they didn't get a response from whoever; they're probably one of the upstairs neighbors since you didn't see any going up.
Walking down the hall, it seemed eerier than usual, almost uncomfortable to say. The hallway almost felt like it had unlimited wooden doors as you passed each to yours.
For a moment, it almost felt endless, but you did reach your apartment door; you noticed a sticky note stuck to it. "Jesus Christ, are you playing WWE in your damn place? I can feel the floor move, and I'm in the apartment above you; keep this up, and I'm going to make a complaint to Mr. D."
What the hell. The note was probably for the room next to you since you haven't been here for hours, but it was strange how aggressive it was. Crushing the message in your hands, you fumbled for your keys and opened your door. For some reason, you expected to see your place in shambles; glass, furniture, and trash scattered everywhere, yet the apartment was just how you left it from the front door. Closing and locking the door, you start to further examine the place since you just want to make sure no one has been here other than you; there has been lately a string of break-ins on your side of the apartment complex.
You checked off the living room and kitchen, the bathroom seemed fine, and the guest room was still collecting dust. For some unexplainable reason, you felt anxious just looking at your own room's door; you felt like imagining the smell of rosemary and basil once again.
"You're just paranoid. No one is here. Why would anyone just decide to mess around in your room when there are more valuables in the living room," You chanted to yourself before closing your eyes and opening the door.
You gasped in relief once you opened your eyes to see that your room was almost untouched; the teddy bear had fallen from your shelf once again. Without a second thought, you walk to the bear and pick it up, but it sets you off how light it was. Looking down at the bear, you saw that the antler wasn't poking out any more of the bear.
Before you could examine it more closely, you could hear the sound of breathing in one ear while you could feel a cold breeze on the back of your neck; It was a trap. You don't look back in fear of who or what is behind you.
A Creature that you unknowingly welcomed to your home weeks ago, allowing it to watch everything from the shadow. Initially wanting to flee back to his home, only to grow fond of, in its opinion, a 'silly little human.' Watching them go through every emotion they had, from happiness to sadness, in only spans of days. It intrigued him as the more he watched them, merely observing what peculiar commodities you devoured and routines that you didn't acknowledge. In a way, he became attached to you, now his 'silly little human," and their strange lifestyle.
He wanted to be a part of it, observing and participating in the human ways of life. He already knew so much about you and was done with this teasing of yours. At some point, he did need to reveal himself to his 'silly little human.' He didn't want to continue being a voyager, watching you at every intimate moment you had with yourself; whether it be with yourself drowning in sorrow or lust, it didn't matter to him as long he could take part in it.
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Right now, I'm invested in the request I have for something demon/deity related.
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I want to do a Yandere dating app concept, but the twist is I want people to choose the direction of each chapter or One-shot. (I haven't decided yet).
It goes something like where the reader gets out of a bad relationship and decides to hook up or go on some random date/s from a starting-up dating app where people are guaranteed to find somebody that loves them. The reader thinks the app is kind of weird for wanting so much personal information about them but go ahead with it. Soon, they're introduced to their first match: all that reveals about the yandere date if they have anything in common or not, so the reader is left somewhat with a blind match.
I'm wondering if people would like that concept. If I should make it a normal au or human & monster au (Au where Humans and monsters live together in society normally); or if people would like to choose each date like sending them in a request, or me just making a poll for it. If you have suggestions or requests for this idea, then go ahead and ask away either in my DMS or ask box.
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