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yandere-sins · 6 hours

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Not gonna lie, judging by the previous polls, I was pretty sure most of you would bend to the stalker's wishes, but I am so impressed with so many of you refusing them!! I am proud of you guys ♥

It's half-time! Don't forget to vote if you haven't yet :D

Yan-Poll #9

[The Stalker Part 1]

Strange things have been happening to you lately.

It started small with the discomfort of always feeling like you were being watched. Of course, you never met someone's eyes when you turned around, and you tried to brush it off as best as you could. But even when you started minimalizing your time outdoors, unexplainable things started to happen in your own house. Things were moved when you weren't looking, the space next to you in your bed was warm when you woke up, and you found strange devices around the house that you couldn't explain.

You went to the police, but there was nothing they could do.

So you installed cameras, and lo and behold, there he was. The creep that had intruded into your life. It didn't even take him a day of caution before you watched on your computer as the black silhoutte stared directly into the camera, his eyes hidden behind a black mask. He made a heart gesture with his hands before breaking into your bedroom window in the early hours of the morning, seemingly with ease. As if he knew what he was doing. Unafraid.

There was no way you could have stayed in the house. But even when you moved from your childhood home to your friends home, your stalker made sure you noticed that he was still around, one way or another. Worse, even with the footage, the police was still unable to catch him.

Feeling defeated and scared, you eventually mustered the strength to go home. Even with him making his presence known, he hadn't done anything to you, and somehow you had to look forward into the future and reclaim the life that his terror had stolen from you.

Everything was clean and tidy, unlike you expected. You found some things out of place, like books that didn't belong in certain shelves, but it definitely looked like he had tried to arrange them correctly, but wasn't sure where they went. It made you smile faintly as you took out your favorite childhood book. But only for a brief moment before you stuffed the book right back into the actual place it belonged and tried to get used to the old but new enviroment of your own home.

Until the door rang.

You didn't expect any visitors. Up to this point, you two had never interacted. At least, nothing more than the few stare-offs through the camera. Yet... you knew it was him.

You braced yourself, your phone clutched in your hand while you grabbed an umbrella standing in the entrance. Things could get messy quickly, but maybe if you were able to just let him know you didn't want anything from him, maybe he could be reasoned with. With bated breath you unlocked one of the locks you had installed on your door, just enough to open a gap, and gathering all your courage you opened it, only to find...

Nothing. Well, not nothing. Just no one.

You stood there for a while, contemplating what was going on, when your gaze fell to the ground, a stark white envelop resting there. You waited for a moment more, expecting someone to jump out if you weren't looking. But eventually, you squatted down, fishing the envelop through the gap and closing it again. Nervously, you messed with the opening until you could pull out the paper inside.

Welcome home, baby! :) Please wear the clothes I put into the closet for you tomorrow ♥ Can't wait to see you in them!

Feeling a sense of panic, you got up, hurriedly walking into your bedroom and throwing open the closet doors. All your clothes had vanished, only a small, neatly-folded pile sat in one of the shelves, a post-it on them.

P.S. I'm glad my little mishap with the book made you smile. I'll do anything to see you smile ♥

Goosebumps ran over your whole body as you realized he must have just been here if he saw you smile briefly just minutes ago and then placed the note here. Maybe he still was? You stopped breathing, listening intensely if there were any other sounds you hadn't noticed before. Your home was silent.

Hesitantly, you pulled out the clothes he had prepare. Soft, expensive, skimpy. The outfit your stalker put together was much too raunchy for your taste but it would still work even in an office setting. You'd be covered with trousers and a blazer, but the top that was supposed to act like a shirt was see-through and lacey as if it was lingerie. You were sure to turn some heads if you wore it to your job.

Refusing him didn't seem to have any immediate consequences, but at the same time, after already being terrorized for so long, could you really refuse such a small request? Certainly, it would prompt him to get bolder... But at the same time, despite showcasing he could, he never confronted you. There was no saying if refusing him would cause any issues, even if it seemed likely. But maybe you had just become incredible paranoid.

(Reasoning and discussions welcome! ♥)

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yandere-sins · 13 hours

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On the rare occasions that I check X I am reminded of how much I love naga and just…………. i am so not normal about them and I don‘t even like snakes that much but my god…. my. god. I just want to consume and produce all the naga content I just love those massive snake-people so much hrhrhrhrhrh

#admin #i don‘t think i‘ll ever get over nagas #i need a month just for them ngl #nagavember #god i love them

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yandere-sins · 13 hours

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Aww thank you so much for mentioning me ♥♥

I'm so glad you enjoy my blog, thank you for reading my stories! ♥

Any yandere x reader blog recommendations? Please

These blogs deserve more appreciation fr. ♡

Recommendation(s)

ღ @gliphyartfan — yandere LU

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ღ @yanderemommabean

ღ @yandere-writer-momo

ღ @yandere-kokeshi

ღ @generaluptop

ღ @ozzgin

ღ @loveydoveysunray

ღ @ladyempty — yandere House of the Dragon

╰┈➤ Hope this helps you! There are so many wonderful yandere blogs out there. These are just a few. You can always scour the tags with yandere in them to find new ones! :)

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yandere-sins · 1 day

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How would it be if blade's darling had wanted to contact him, though? Maybe to try and talk about things? They probably wouldn't know about the mind reset kafka does, so when they try to contact him to set up a meeting they think he remembers them.

Oh my god, that just gave me the sweetest of images! Some yandere's love is just so pure, I swear ♥

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Blade didn't really know why he reacted so fast to the unknown sound.

He usually didn't get bothered by that thing in his pocket, a device Kafka made him walk around with, telling him to check it regularly. It pling! and dundun! all day long, notifications appeared on its screen that he didn't usually react to unless someone mentioned him by name. Why would he? He knew his mission; there was no need to be in constant contact with the others.

Bing!

And yet, when a new sound rang in his ears, one he hadn't heard before, Blade stopped dead in his tracks. The guy he was hunting hurdled away, crawling through the pools of blood on the floor while the rain washed away the evidence of battle. Holding his bloody stomach, he watched the Hunter reach into his pocket, picking up his phone, unbothered by the massacre in front of him, almost as if he forgot about his target that took the chance to scramble to his feet, running for his dear life.

Blade gazed at the bright screen, his eyes hurting, but he didn't even notice the pain as he read the latest banner that notified him of a message.

we need to talk

The hairs at the back of his neck stood straight as he read those four words. Blade's mouth ran dry while his breathing stopped. As if he had to hear better, every one of his motions ceased, and the sounds of the constant traffic in the distance vanished. He felt fury build up as raindrops landed on his screen, the words vanishing. Yet he didn't understand why.

Bing! Bing!

He flinched. Even a second time and repeated, this sound differed from when Kafka or Silver Wolf tried to contact him. He didn't remember it ever ringing out before. A slight shake of nervousness went through him, followed by a spark of excitement. Before he knew it, he was reading the message—eager, desperate.

[Location sent] meet me here tonight, we really have to talk. i want this to end, you have to...

The message preview stopped there, and Blade snapped out of his trance. Slowly, his eyes trudged to the sender's name, but it was only a culmination of unfamiliar numbers. He looked at the time next, and with a twinge of disappointment, he realized it was early noon at best. A shaky breath escaped him, and for the first time since he got the notifications, he looked up into the dark alleyway before him.

It was quiet, no more breathing of his enemies. Yet, he could hear his own blood pounding in his ears and feel the desperate grip on the sword he still clutched onto. It had not been drenched in the blood of his target completely, yet, he didn't feel the yearning of finishing a job.

Instead, Blade felt compelled to go.

Where to, he didn't know. Somewhere, or precisely, where he should go, but he had never opened the message he received with the location. All he knew was that he had to go there. His legs moved on their own, steps splashing in the wet puddles on the ground. By the time he walked out onto the busy street, his sword had vanished, but not that feeling of urgency pushing him forward.

What were those feelings? Why did they keep aggravating him so? His head hurt as the lights of the cars flashed by him, taking in every moment of his pain. He should stop. He had to call Kafka. Something was wrong, and although he couldn't pinpoint it, it would be dangerous to continue on this unfamiliar path on his own.

Reaching into his pocket, he felt the little device vibrate against his fingers, followed by the now-more familiar Bling! he began to dread yet anticipate at the same time.

don't chicken out this time! just come and let's talk... i know you can see my messages

Staring at the message for a moment, he let the phone sink back into his pocket, never bothering to reply. You knew he was going to come, and he would. He wouldn't miss it for anything in this world.

You?

Who?

His legs carried him onwards into the unknown, but something told him that he knew exactly where he could find you, even if he didn't remember. Something inside him knew, and this feeling grew and grew stronger until it robbed him of any reason. There was a pull on him so strong, he couldn't help but pursue it—hunt it.

You, whoever you are, were his next target, and he had to have you. All to himself. Pressed against his marred body, engulfed by his shadow, never to be seen by anyone else again. Never to be touched unless it were his fingers resting gently against your skin, and never to be tasted unless it was on his lips and tongue. If he must devour you to have you all to himself, he would. And he would tear you down and ruin you to the point that no one would dare to take his prey away from him.

Blade had to have you. Savagely, violently. All to himself.

He didn't know who you were or what you wanted from him. Why you contacted him, or how you even knew about this pitiful creature with a heart beating so fast that he felt real fear for its safety inside of him. But he'd find you, have you, and destroy you.

And he couldn't wait to meet you.

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yandere-sins · 2 days

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Ajdjjdjdjdjdnf your Lucifer. Oh my god. He wants MC to be the desparate one but he's over here playing with their clothes in a slutty manner. High chance MC is not even focused on that. Love that peacock ass motherfucker. He always wants MC/reader to beg though I do not even know what one would say in that situation tbh 😳 One of us would have to give up and it can't be me I would make that the most awkward experience of both our lives. He'd unkidnap me immediately 💯 I don't even need an escape plan

"peacock ass motherfucker" i am crying, i love this so much :'D

But yeah, he always wants to uno reverse his darling. Everything he wants, they need to want. Is it a form of consenting? After they are being coerced and forced into this situation? It's like starving them just so they'll ask him for food and he can feel good about himself since he's so generous. Oh! But they also owe him something now, and how can they refuse after he did all that for them (he brought them soup)?

I do want to see you make things so damn awkward even someone like Lucifer would be "alright, peace out", but I'd say that could prove to be quite difficult. Nevertheless, I love you attitude! Hand the situation right back at him with a confident nuh uh!

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yandere-sins · 2 days

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"He needs to come up with hiding spots ever so often" okay so romantic yan Ghost is basically this:

AND SIR MANAGED TO BOND WITH HIS DARLING FOR A FEW HOURS POOR GIRL 😭

How do you think their interaction looks like? It's obviously very uncomfortable for darling. It's also because she's used to gentleness from König, so dealing with Ghost who is sharper and isn't doting like König feels like she's suddenly pushed into cold water without warning.

Honestly, I feel like Ghost would do a lot of stalking, having to kinda tiptoe around König, but also not really giving a flying fuck about whether he's seen or not by the big guy. Ghost doesn't really go out of his way to provoke him, but König is just too needy and can need the reality check that there's someone else in darling's town.

They probably don't have an official agreement on who gets to have them when and where, so Ghost just takes the darling away from König when he's not looking or has duties to fulfill. König just can't always be with darling in his position, and Ghost is there to fill the time he's not.

It probably really is a bit of a shock going from one extrem to the other. Ghost isn't a worse choice of yandere, but with the different intentions it's no wonder that it feels like it. He might come off as rougher, Ghost's passion not comparable to König's adoration. There are more edges to Ghost now that the darling is so used to König's rounded obsession, but unless the two have to hide in a space so small there's no free room between them, it can honestly be a nice change of pace for the darling.

Because Ghost dotes too. By giving them the few freedoms König doesn't. König wouldn't let them cook for themselves, giving them no chance to accidentally cut or burn their hands or worse. Ghost lets them blow up the kitchen if they want. We all know he'd like the knife between his ribs if the darling was the one stabbing him. Ghost lets them rant and have negative emotions that they might hold back in front of König as to not to hurt their friend, he takes them on fun outings like browsing through the inventory of the camp or showing them how and where to shoot with guns. Things they'd have to beg König to do but he really wouldn't be a fan of it and be a "Spaßbremse" (a buzzkill or party pooper).

Ghost loves seeing them carefree, but it's no secret that he hopes the spark he's feeling will go over to them if he's the "fun yandere" and they'll ultimately choose him over König. It might take a while, and he's not always so nice, especially if his darling gets an attitude or has weird ideas that don't suit him at all, but Ghost is patient and aims for the long game—unlike König who will get more agitated the closer his darling and Ghost get.

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yandere-sins · 3 days

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Yan-Poll #9

[The Stalker Part 1]

Strange things have been happening to you lately.

It started small with the discomfort of always feeling like you were being watched. Of course, you never met someone's eyes when you turned around, and you tried to brush it off as best as you could. But even when you started minimalizing your time outdoors, unexplainable things started to happen in your own house. Things were moved when you weren't looking, the space next to you in your bed was warm when you woke up, and you found strange devices around the house that you couldn't explain.

You went to the police, but there was nothing they could do.

So you installed cameras, and lo and behold, there he was. The creep that had intruded into your life. It didn't even take him a day of caution before you watched on your computer as the black silhoutte stared directly into the camera, his eyes hidden behind a black mask. He made a heart gesture with his hands before breaking into your bedroom window in the early hours of the morning, seemingly with ease. As if he knew what he was doing. Unafraid.

There was no way you could have stayed in the house. But even when you moved from your childhood home to your friends home, your stalker made sure you noticed that he was still around, one way or another. Worse, even with the footage, the police was still unable to catch him.

Feeling defeated and scared, you eventually mustered the strength to go home. Even with him making his presence known, he hadn't done anything to you, and somehow you had to look forward into the future and reclaim the life that his terror had stolen from you.

Everything was clean and tidy, unlike you expected. You found some things out of place, like books that didn't belong in certain shelves, but it definitely looked like he had tried to arrange them correctly, but wasn't sure where they went. It made you smile faintly as you took out your favorite childhood book. But only for a brief moment before you stuffed the book right back into the actual place it belonged and tried to get used to the old but new enviroment of your own home.

Until the door rang.

You didn't expect any visitors. Up to this point, you two had never interacted. At least, nothing more than the few stare-offs through the camera. Yet... you knew it was him.

You braced yourself, your phone clutched in your hand while you grabbed an umbrella standing in the entrance. Things could get messy quickly, but maybe if you were able to just let him know you didn't want anything from him, maybe he could be reasoned with. With bated breath you unlocked one of the locks you had installed on your door, just enough to open a gap, and gathering all your courage you opened it, only to find...

Nothing. Well, not nothing. Just no one.

You stood there for a while, contemplating what was going on, when your gaze fell to the ground, a stark white envelop resting there. You waited for a moment more, expecting someone to jump out if you weren't looking. But eventually, you squatted down, fishing the envelop through the gap and closing it again. Nervously, you messed with the opening until you could pull out the paper inside.

Welcome home, baby! :) Please wear the clothes I put into the closet for you tomorrow ♥ Can't wait to see you in them!

Feeling a sense of panic, you got up, hurriedly walking into your bedroom and throwing open the closet doors. All your clothes had vanished, only a small, neatly-folded pile sat in one of the shelves, a post-it on them.

P.S. I'm glad my little mishap with the book made you smile. I'll do anything to see you smile ♥

Goosebumps ran over your whole body as you realized he must have just been here if he saw you smile briefly just minutes ago and then placed the note here. Maybe he still was? You stopped breathing, listening intensely if there were any other sounds you hadn't noticed before. Your home was silent.

Hesitantly, you pulled out the clothes he had prepare. Soft, expensive, skimpy. The outfit your stalker put together was much too raunchy for your taste but it would still work even in an office setting. You'd be covered with trousers and a blazer, but the top that was supposed to act like a shirt was see-through and lacey as if it was lingerie. You were sure to turn some heads if you wore it to your job.

Refusing him didn't seem to have any immediate consequences, but at the same time, after already being terrorized for so long, could you really refuse such a small request? Certainly, it would prompt him to get bolder... But at the same time, despite showcasing he could, he never confronted you. There was no saying if refusing him would cause any issues, even if it seemed likely. But maybe you had just become incredible paranoid.

(Reasoning and discussions welcome! ♥)

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yandere-sins · 3 days

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Poll #8 is really interesting! Assuming you’ve already gone and kidnapped them, you’re risking possibly going to jail if you get caught with them outside especially if there’s someone out there who can actually, you know, hear them scream and see the panic in their face. I would be too paranoid to let them out and would try to come up with other things, even if it means paying an actor to talk to them on the phone acting as their mother or something.

However, if we were outside late into the night and a drunkard came and darling was starting to get weird ideas… I would encourage them to come home, if only because the person is drunk and - even if darling asks for help - they’re impaired enough as is that it may be easier to beat them up and get them knocked out (I’m assuming that you’d be always ready with a weapon of some sort in hand just in case), people probably won’t believe the testimony from some drunkard who got their ass beat - worst case scenario you have to lie and say they were harassing you and made up a story to justify their actions, too embarrassed to admit they got their ass beaten or ashamed of causing a scene, and you acted in self defense when this drunk loser came up to attack you. Whatever the case is, the drunk won’t be able to do too much, already physically and mentally impaired by the alcohol you have leverage over them by not being drunk and having darling with you, and you can make an example out of no one being able to help darling since everyone is too useless to do so. Worst case scenario you beat up the person and punish darling for trying to escape, maybe break a phone or two and threaten some punk that it was a dream and not to say a thing.

I am glad you enjoyed thinking about this scenario! :D

I wanted to spice things up for a change and I'm glad I was able to! Honestly, I think you said it all, but thank you for sharing your thoughts on this ♥

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yandere-sins · 4 days

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I reckon this has not been the most fun poll for you guys, so we are going back to the darling-point-of-view polls in the future.

Regardless, it's the last day to vote, do your worst guys!

Yan-Poll #8

Important: You are the yandere.

You've started integrating your darling more into your life.

It's for the sake of you both, as you hate seeing them depressed and locked up in the bedroom for their own sake. They've been unwilling to cooperate with you, refused to see your reasoning and constantly ask you to separate. You know it's unconventional, but if only they could understand how save and perfect their life is now, they'd surely enjoy being by your side!

Alas, you decide to do something for them and to lift up their mood, you announce you'll take them outside for a walk.

At night. Just into the park across the street.

They are ecstatic.

You expected them to be happy, but they look at you like you are the sun their little world orbits around. Their eyes sparkle and they are so close to hugging you, you can feel it. It feels pretty good. You love seeing them so excited, hopping around the apartment and asking you for things like shoes and a jacket that you have kept hidden from them for a while as to not give them any ideas. They are so happy, they allow you to put on and tie their shoes and for the first time, it really feels like you two are a couple. Things are going very well.

Your darling does hesitate briefly as you tell them they have to hold hands with you. But after taking a glance outside the wide open entrance door, they agree, slipping their palm in yours. You don't really share the sentiment, but it still makes you happy to see them smile as you lead them down the staircase of the apartment. It's dark and you don't want them to fall and cause a commotion, so you make sure they know where to put their feet and they listen to you. It's finally how things are supposed to be.

Even if you worried for a long time, it seems like it was all for nothing, you two do some merry laps around the small park, watch the fireflies and it feels like the first real date you had in a long time (or well, ever). Things are good.

That is, until someone walks into the park.

You were fortunate to not have met anyone on your outing yet, but you feel your darling tense before you even see why. It's some drunkard stumbling into the park and you are not too worried. He can be taken care of if necessary. Your darling, however, hesitates, even though you try to move them along as you weren't spotted yet, they've been behaving so good all day, you don't want your darling to get stupid ideas now. You have to make a decision, one you don't really want to make because you don't wish for the date to end.

You have to go home, but with your darling's history you're not sure if they will go with you willingly. Forcing them home will avoid the confrontation with the man and spare your darling from the punishment you'd have to give them if they act out. Perhaps even sparing the man's life. However, if you misplace your trust and things go wrong, there will be more consequences than you want to deal with.

(Reasoning and discussions welcome! ♥)

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yandere-sins · 5 days

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"Satan questions why anyone would want to be with Mammon in the first place"

supreme little brother energy right there. the accuracy hit me like a truck to the face. that's just canon satan making an appearance in your thirst ask

I, a little sister, have had this thought before, so I projected it on Satan xD

I am glad it transferred so well :'D

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yandere-sins · 6 days

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How'd you think Yandere luci and Yandere Mammon would deal with a S/O who's hiding the fact they're a virgin and is always trying to avoid intercourse by excuses like pretending to be asleep etc because they don't want to lose their virginity to them? (ALSO BTW, I LOVE YOUR WORK. like your work is super amazing and detailed <3 best yan writer)

Thank you for reading my writing!! I am so glad you enjoy it ^-^

And thank you for requesting! ♥

Warning: Yandere, Sexual Content

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Lucifer

♡ As if he doesn't know. You might be able to fool another human, and maybe someone as dense as Mammon, but you can't fool Lucifer. He had already noticed you shying away from his touch, the goosebumps and sudden tension that would go through you every time he touched you (rather innocently even). It's like you expected something to happen and are unsure how to react. Maybe you don't want it, perhaps you do, but your signals aren't very clear, and that makes him suspect you.

♡ He could blame it on some form of trauma that he doesn't know about, but he'd expect your reactions to be a bit more violent or fueled by rejection if that was the case. Instead, they are bashful and tense, with a taste of sweetness and innocence that Lucifer quite likes. And he caught Asmo giving you a knowing look once while you seemed even more hesitant to approach the 5th oldest brother; you made it much too easy for Lucifer to figure out what kind of game you were playing.

♡ So, he'll play along for a while since it's now in his control. You might not be a well-aged drop of lust yet, but delaying the inevitable is going to do you both well. Riling you up, getting you to let down your guard, and leaving you hot and bothered will benefit Lucifer greatly. Seeing your walls crumble will be enough to satisfy him for a while, so he won't have to put his hands on you prematurely. You may simmer on the knowledge that he'll take your virginity at some point, be sensitive, and get confused at times over his actions. Maybe even fantasize what it'll be like. Will he be rough? Gentle? Ease you into it or brutal steal your innocence like he did with your freedom? Letting your thoughts and desires run wild, no matter how much you want to deny them, will almost guarantee that once you are ready, you'll be at a point where you'll crawl to him, begging for release. And Lucifer likes that idea very much.

♡ Things he'll do to chip away at your defense include but aren't limited to spooning up against you at night, his cock perfectly pressed against your body but not grinding against you. Just letting you know it's there and ready for you and allowing you to get used to it but never letting you scoot away. The same is true with his hand placement at night, his palm at your lower abdomen, just resting there, and his fingertips slipping beneath your clothes to leave feathery trails of allurement. So close yet far enough away, teasing, playful, promising. The warmth it emits seeping into your body, heating you up, only for him to retract and leaving you hanging. Sometimes, his fingers will play with your clothes, letting you know just how agile they are. Your mind will do the rest as you can imagine the chaos and pleasure they can leave in their wake. He wears human pheromones suited to your taste, and he'll flirt with you, complimenting you even when you feel vulnerable, letting you know how receptive he is to taking the next step. It's only a matter of time until you cave, but Lucifer will do everything to make it the hardest few days of your life.

Mammon

♡ Mammon is indeed a little dense. He might feel a bit off-put if you reject his advances repeatedly, but he doesn't see anything wrong with it the first few times. There is absolutely no subtlety in his advances, his kisses bordering on orgasm-territory already when he's in the mood, his hands greedy as is fitting for his title. You might be forced into these affections, but even you can't help but squirm beneath him. It only gives him more incentive to take it up a notch when he's just so passionate, your lips constantly bruised, and your neck marked by his teeth.

♡ So it becomes very frustrating and confusing for him when you kick and scream the moment he gets a bit more intimate. He'd like to respect your choice despite him not giving you one when it comes to whether or not you'll be with him for the rest of your life. Mammon likes to think he's gracious like that. But he thought you two were on the right path to taking the next step, yet you keep rejecting him. To be fair, he's been very clear that he wants you for a long time: Grinding against you, fondling your body even though he should be concentrating on other things. You've caught him jerking off next to you, moaning your name quite a few times even though you pretended to be asleep. And if that isn't clear enough, he's been nagging and sometimes even begging on his knees for you to give him some of that sweet body of yours to fuck. You've rejected him all the same, so for Mammon, it hints at something being seriously wrong, but he can't quite figure it out himself.

♡ It takes some... advice from more experienced individuals for him to come to a conclusion. Levi thinks perhaps he smells bad, Satan questions why anyone would want to be with Mammon in the first place, and Beel asks if maybe you're too hungry for any of that stuff and if Mammon fed you properly. But hey, at least Asmo is useful, hinting at the possibility of you feeling... insecure. Maybe you're too "inexperienced" (Mammon vehemently denies the possibility of you being a virgin, cause duh, look at you! Stunning, gorgeous, and he will totally kill anyone who touched you before him, but clearly, with how seductive and sexy you are, he can't possibily your first). So Mammon deducts Asmo is right; you're just nervous because you'll be with a great guy like Mammon!

♡ Worry not; he decides to show you the ropes! ... Literally. You might stutter and reject his ideas of getting close and personal, but Asmodeus had a handy bag of goodies for Mammon before he left. Even though Mammon is at his limit, he tries to keep it together for you, tying you up and making you watch him jerk off, reciting all the things he wants to do to you, how he'll do it, and showing you how insane you are driving him. There won't be any more nights to hide away after that, as Mammon will demonstrate to you exactly how worthy you are to lay with him. But at least he'll ease you into it, that's something, right? You'll get the full 7 hells of orgasms from his mouth to fingers to toys. Forcing you to rely on him as he takes away your senses, like sight, and the freedom to move as you please. By the time he finally gets to wet his cock on you, you'll be already too well-fucked to care, and if that isn't devotion, what is?

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I lost both my 50/50s and my Boothill funds are also gone. Boy bled me dry and then laughed in my face but I guess he's home now at least hahah... I can rest now hahaha....

Praying that all Aventurine wanters will be Aventurine havers 🙏🎲🪙✨💳🎰💎🙏

#Admin #I regret nothing #but also I'm sorry Boothill #Aventurine you better get so much damage in I swear #Don't you dare let me down

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Praying that all Aventurine wanters will be Aventurine havers 🙏🎲🪙✨💳🎰💎🙏

#Admin #I am feral about this boy #He will come home if he wants or not >:3

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Halftime! Don't forget to vote to live out your yandere dreams!

Yan-Poll #8

Important: You are the yandere.

You've started integrating your darling more into your life.

It's for the sake of you both, as you hate seeing them depressed and locked up in the bedroom for their own sake. They've been unwilling to cooperate with you, refused to see your reasoning and constantly ask you to separate. You know it's unconventional, but if only they could understand how save and perfect their life is now, they'd surely enjoy being by your side!

Alas, you decide to do something for them and to lift up their mood, you announce you'll take them outside for a walk.

At night. Just into the park across the street.

They are ecstatic.

You expected them to be happy, but they look at you like you are the sun their little world orbits around. Their eyes sparkle and they are so close to hugging you, you can feel it. It feels pretty good. You love seeing them so excited, hopping around the apartment and asking you for things like shoes and a jacket that you have kept hidden from them for a while as to not give them any ideas. They are so happy, they allow you to put on and tie their shoes and for the first time, it really feels like you two are a couple. Things are going very well.

Your darling does hesitate briefly as you tell them they have to hold hands with you. But after taking a glance outside the wide open entrance door, they agree, slipping their palm in yours. You don't really share the sentiment, but it still makes you happy to see them smile as you lead them down the staircase of the apartment. It's dark and you don't want them to fall and cause a commotion, so you make sure they know where to put their feet and they listen to you. It's finally how things are supposed to be.

Even if you worried for a long time, it seems like it was all for nothing, you two do some merry laps around the small park, watch the fireflies and it feels like the first real date you had in a long time (or well, ever). Things are good.

That is, until someone walks into the park.

You were fortunate to not have met anyone on your outing yet, but you feel your darling tense before you even see why. It's some drunkard stumbling into the park and you are not too worried. He can be taken care of if necessary. Your darling, however, hesitates, even though you try to move them along as you weren't spotted yet, they've been behaving so good all day, you don't want your darling to get stupid ideas now. You have to make a decision, one you don't really want to make because you don't wish for the date to end.

You have to go home, but with your darling's history you're not sure if they will go with you willingly. Forcing them home will avoid the confrontation with the man and spare your darling from the punishment you'd have to give them if they act out. Perhaps even sparing the man's life. However, if you misplace your trust and things go wrong, there will be more consequences than you want to deal with.

(Reasoning and discussions welcome! ♥)

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yandere-sins · 9 days

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Im so glad to see you writing again :D and im happy to see your polls too, i hope you're feeling better these days <3 ive been binging all your works new and old alike! Will you ever be writing more for yandere step brother? He's an oldie but an goodie. I have a complicated relationship with my parents and he has been such a comfort ❤️ ty for creating him!

Thank you 🥹❤️

Can't say I am very well yet, it's just a lot to go through and it hasn't been very long. Plus my work is just so damn draining. But I still believe sometimes you have to force something good and I sat down yesterday and actually wrote some requests, and I just hope I can do that again at least once this week. I might be a bit rusty and need to get the hang of it again, but somewhere we all have to start! And chatting with you guys every now and then makes it easier to be motivated as well!

I currently have one request in my asks for Stepbro which I hope to do when the time comes, but if you have anything you want to see specifically, feel free to request it! I am glad he could be a source of comfort for you and I hope things will work out well for you!

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i have read all of your genshin yandere works and just mwah, beautiful. is diluc the type of yandere to break his darling, do you think? like intentionally, unintentionally? or would he ever give up and let his darling go free under like very specific circumstances or agreements? sorry if you were already asked this and i somehow accidentally missed it!

That's such a good question! Honestly, I feel like for Diluc, it's more of an unintentional breaking, but let's be honest: the psyche can only endure so much, and after being locked away and robbed of their autonomy, I don't see much hope for a darling. He thinks he's making the best choice for them, but living like he invisions just... isn't.

I don't see him intentionally letting them go either... especially not if they have a breakdown. But, I got some idea for this so I hope you enjoy it just as much!

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"I... I just can't."

With your wrist still locked in his grip, having been caught in motion to avoid your punch, Diluc felt your body sag before he even understood what was happening. Your voice, booming and screaming, had been so prevalent in his mind, the insults shooting directly into his heart like piercing sharp arrows, causing havoc to every inch of his being, that your feeble, foreboding words didn't register as fast.

And yet, before your knees could hit the floor, before you could inflict more pain to yourself—the only pain he couldn't save you from—he caught you. His arms, as strong and steady as his resolve to save you from the cruelty of the world, wrapped around your waist, interrupting your descend to the ground. However, Diluc realized quickly he could not prevent it from happening as your strength just seemed to vanish as the seconds passed by.

Together, you two sunk, his knees the only ones getting bruised as he cushioned the fall for you, one more plea of devotion that went unnoticed. And yet, when he let go of your wrist, it didn't collapse to your side, but to his shoulder, fingers burying into his coat, making him regret not changing his attire to something cleaner, more comfortable for you.

There was no sound accompanying the end of the war you had been waging with him, although he was a passive bystander in the chaos you created. It was so quiet; even the candle burning on your nightstand was louder than your shallow breaths of defeat. It almost made him nervous. Diluc had heard enough dying breaths to know the signs, but your fingers were so strongly interwoven with the fabric around his body that he knew it couldn't be. You were holding on to him as you were losing yourself.

Just to be sure, he wrapped his arms tighter around you.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his voice breaking between the words as the situation finally realized in his mind. It was strange. You never faltered when you were angry, never stopped ignoring him, no matter how painful it was for him. And yet, you stopped abruptly, the mood snapping like a weak twig beneath his feet, touched him and held on for dear life. As if it was his fault, and yet, you let him reap the rewards.

It was everything he ever wanted.

Having you clutch to him, whatever the reason may be, and being able to hold you back without your palms shoved into his chest, your eyes filled with hatred as you told him to "back off". Have you rely on him, use him for comfort, and let him give you all the remnants of love he could still harbor in his heart that his past had burnt into a crisp. Something terrible was happening, and yet, as Diluc watched you deflate, resting on his lap like a lover rather than a prisoner, he was smiling for the first time in a long while.

"I can't," you whispered, your voice hoarse and damaged from yelling, too weak to speak up. "I can't do this anymore. I can't keep living like this, I'm... I'm tired."

For a moment, no one said anything, the silence so much more telling than any explanation could be. Yet, like an idiot, Diluc wished you'd speak up. Give him a verbal sign of what was going on—any, really.

And you did. Your head lowered to his chest as if it was too heavy to hold, your body sagging a bit more on his lap. Luckily, his arms were already there to catch you, his palms coming to rest across your back, steading you, the touch searing. For the first time in his life, he was afraid of burning off his own fingertips, and yet, he didn't move them away from you, unable to waste this moment. You might never let him touch you like this again. Hold you. Comfort you.

That's when it finally hit him.

It took him long enough, but perhaps you needed the time to come to terms with it, too. His heart lept while yours seemed to settle. Diluc was overcome with love and adoration while you banished the last forces of fight from your mind, sinking into exhaustion. It's been years and you only realized now that you lost a war that was never one to begin with. You've used up all your resources and burned through all your motivation. All that was left was an ashen battlefield, you and him.

It wasn't until many hours later that Diluc put you to bed, having held you through most of the night while you slept. The irking feeling that maybe it would be back to normal tomorrow didn't deter him from enjoying the peace he was starting to get addicted to. Brushing your hair out of your face and leaving a few kisses on your forehead, cheeks, and a brazen one on your lips, he admired your sleeping face, your brows furrowed but otherwise peaceful visage.

Even if things were to change the next day, he was thankful for this wonderful night, wishing for it to never end, and yet he couldn't wait to see what more there was to come. Every day with you was just that special. Diluc didn't realize the loss that had happened. Unable to feel anything but gratitude for your change of attitude.

And in a spur-of-the-moment decision, he shrugged off his coat and pushed off his boots, joining you by your side in the bed, something he never allowed himself to do. It felt right. Like the place he belonged. Resting his arms around you, he now knew how it could be, already getting addicted to the feeling of being close to you.

Maybe you'd soon wake him up with another screaming and crying outburst, but that night had fueled him with enough love for you to keep going, even more sure now that what he did was the right thing.

Diluc won that night, and his fire continued to burn through everything you held dear. Your pride, your freedom, your whole essence of being. Yet his fire just kept on spreading, rising, devouring everything, fueled by love that only seemed to keep coming the more you gave up.

Until you were completely engulfed in his flames, unable to ever distinguish them.

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I thought of this, in the romantic yan!Ghost x KorTac operator!darling x platonic yan!König it's obvious that reader's claimed by König first. Hence, the lack of social interaction caused by König gatekeeping her is upsetting no matter how kind he's being. According to KorTac members both of you look like this:

Now that romantic yan!Ghost is in the picture, darling is starting to justify König's actions because Ghost accidentally proved König's words. Causing darling to cling onto König. Ghost watching you and König like:

Meanwhile, König does feel bad for you but he's enjoying your attention. Occasionally gives him cuteness aggression too.

Ngl, I did a double take on the ice bears before I saw it because I was so distracted by the lil babyyyy but it fits so well xD

I totally agree with the dynamic you're working out here though! I do like to think Ghost gets a few hours here and there, where he has the darling aaaall to himself. Maybe he needs to come up with hiding spots ever so often, but at least for a while he has his time with the darling, and that's beautiful :3

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