#tw : yandere behavior

[icycoldninja]

Hey it's me again, how are you?

So ....if you're free a request on how Dante/Vergil will react to their rather reserve and prude s/o saying that they meet a guy who she thinks is Dante/Vergil level attractive, as for s/o they were the epitome of handsomeness. And if even the guy tries to hit the reader under the guise of friendliness

I'm doing great, thanks, what about you? 😄 About your request, I chose to do a separate fic for each boy cause they deserve it. Vergil's will be out later--enjoy! 💜

Hot (Dante x Reader)

Warning: Light Yandere-ish behavior towards the end.

The one thing in the world that Dante aspired to obtain, more than anything else, was your admiration.

Getting it wasn't easy; you were very quiet and preferred not to make remarks on people's physical attributes. You liked to silently judge them from afar, noting everything about them and locking these observations away into the secure safebox that was your mind.

Only on incredibly rare occasions would you voice your opinions on someone's look aloud--and even then, you used your words sparingly.

So when you complimented Dante on his new haircut one day, he was absolutely flabbergasted. Finally, after all this time, he had earned your recognition.

From that point on, you were a little more open with him, and soon, chatting became more relaxed and natural. You began to disclose your true thoughts about him, which soon led to you admitting (though somewhat nervously) that you had a crush on him.

Dante was shocked, not expecting you of all people to be interested in him. He wasn't complaining though--this was great! He'd had hidden feelings for you as well; your reticent behavior was quite attractive to him, as he needed a stoic rock upon which he, the wild card goofball, could lean upon.

With confessions finally out of the way, you found it easier to inform Dante of just how highly you thought of him--something that sent his ego to the moon.

"You're hot, Dante."

"I'm hot?"

"Very hot."

"How hot?"

"The hottest."

"Well I'll be damned, you finally admitted it. I'm just kidding, thank you for your compliments. Love ya."

Though rare, compliments like that from you made Dante's day. There was nothing more meaningful to him than your praise and the knowledge that you considered him the greatest and most attractive person in the world.

Imagine the devil hunter's absolute astonishment when you came home one day and told him about this random guy you met who was supposedly as hot as him. He was unable to believe his ears--you, a normally quiet and reserved person, was now gushing about this man! Gushing! Praises were flowing from your mouth like water from the bathtub faucet, something that was not only rare, but unacceptable!

"He's really good looking," You continued, as you had been for the last hour or so, while toying with the hem of your top. Dante shifted boredom in his seat, resting his chin against his palm. It was obvious he didn't like this conversation, but you were too busy talking to notice. "I don't even have words to describe it...he's hot on your level. Yeah, that's it, he's Dante level hot."

At that moment, something within Dante snapped. It was like a light switch had been flipped on, except instead of turning on a light, it activated a quiet, hidden rage. Thankfully, you didn't notice; you were too busy rambling on about your newest obsession. "Say, babe, what's this dude's name?" Dante asked, careful to keep his tone casual. You replied without a second thought, not bothering to second guess Dante's reasons for wanting to know this.

Satisfied that he'd gotten the information he needed, Dante patiently endured the rest of your overly exuberant conversation, taking comfort in the fact that once you were tired of talking, he could go out, track this guy down, and make sure that he would never steal your attention ever again.

#Dmc #Dmc5 #Dmc dante #Dante #dante sparda #Dante x reader #dante devil may cry #devil may cry 5 #devil may cry #Devil may cry fanfic #Fanfic #Warning: yandere #tw yandere behavior #Light yandere #Dante x reader yandere #requested #thanks for requesting #icycoldninja writes

[twisted-coffee-shop]

👁Simpbur x GN!Stalker!Reader👁

Word count: 540 Trigger warnings: Stalking, obsessive behavior, a hint of yandere behaviour, open ended ending. Summary: He's been watching you for weeks now, taking pictures, stealing your things. And then he started to see you everywhere.

𖦹At first, he doesn’t think of how easy it was to find you. How you carry a polaroid camera around at all times. You liked photography, you had something in common! 𖦹He didn’t question when you were taking photos of his general directions more and more often, he liked knowing that he’s in your pictures. 𖦹Then he started seeing you in moments of his life when he wasn’t out to stalk admire your beauty. On his way to the office, in the grocery store near his flat, out of the window of his apartment, sitting on that hill he has the perfect view of… 𖦹Alright, that should have been a crystal clear sign, big red flag. He thought he’s getting delusional, losing it. There could be no way that you were just as infatuated in him as he is in you, right? Oh, wait, is that his sweater you’re wearing? The one he didn’t bother to look for weeks on end?  𖦹The thing is, Simpbur is not a confrontational guy. He wasn’t about to walk up to you and ask if you’ve been stalking him. That sounded absolutely bonkers. And what if he’s wrong? What if it really is just a coincidence? Yeah, keep coping, king. Keep coping. 𖦹And so, he decided to just keep stalking you admiring you from afar. And if he sees you taking pictures of his office window? That just makes him fall in love with you even harder. 𖦹It seemed fit that his first true conversation with you would be HIM getting caught in YOUR home. He was hoping to find a hoodie big enough to fit him in your closet, so he can wear it next time you see him. He wanted to surprise you, but instead you surprised him. 𖦹Too engrossed in the task at hand, he failed to hear the soft creak of your door, your footsteps behind him. Getting closer and closer and closer. He nearly jumped out of his skin when you gently put your hand on his shoulder.    𖦹You were ecstatic, the man you’ve been watching for months is right here at your fingertips, standing in your messy bedroom. The truth was, you’ve been watching him far longer than he watched you. It was no coincidence when you bumped into each other at that one cafe, where it all started for Simpbur. 𖦹You got to the line at the same time and you let him go first, smiling up at him with so much affection. If you knew that one smile was all it took for him to fall in love with you, you would have seeked him out sooner. Although you quite enjoyed the lovely circle of stalking, it made you feel hot inside, when you thought about him obsessing over you. So loved. So wanted.  𖦹His mind clouded with panic as he started stuttering out apologies, “I uhh I can explain, I, I promise!”. How adorable. His face was all red, you could probably see his brain steaming if you looked hard enough. You moved in closer, softly taking his hands in yours, raising them to your lips. You kissed his hands softly and as you look up at him, you whisper. “I finally caught you, sweetheart.”

🍄𖦹Mod Shroomai𖦹🍄

#simpbur #simpbur x reader #incelbur #headcanons #ficlet #bursonas #tw stalking #tw obsessive behavior #tw obsession #tw yandere behavior

[slowlyzealouslover]

Prompt#94

"The world doesn't revolve around you."

"Yeah I know, it revolves around my lovely partner"

Pov: Villain being very obsessed and love sick with their ''lover'', hero.

#dialogue prompt #tw yandere behavior #tw yandere #tw possessiveness #possessive villain #yandere villain #cute prompts #? i guess #sad prompts #? just in case #villain x hero #hero x villain #my writing #writing #writing prompt #writblr

[angelicalchaoticabyss]

Affogato trying to somehow get you to the earthbread?

Self Aware Au, Affogato x Reader.

Welcome Home

Another day passed just meant more time yearning for you. Affogato stared at the sky as it went dark, signifying his lovely Fortuna has turned in for the night. Things just felt ever so stressful now that Clotted Cream Cookie was here! He was ruining everything! The fool didn’t heed his warning and he hasn’t found the right time to make him suffer for it!

What to do…?

He so desperately wanted to keep Clotted Cream out of your sight, he knew that brat was trying to win you over!

He had to do something, he had to stop this! But what can be done? It’s not like he can just pull you into their world…wait… Actually, yes, yes that’ll do just nicely~.

He’ll bring you here! And keep you away from that dastardly Clotted Cream, he’ll keep you away from ALL these unworthy cookies. He loves you ever so much, NO ONE can love his dear Fortuna like he can. Therefore, no other cookie DESERVES to be in your presence, simple logic~. ESPECIALLY Clotted Cream, he’ll ensure the Consul never sees you again!

All night he was up going to and fro with an odd project.

This automatically caught the suspicions of certain cookies who tried to follow the snake only to lose him among the buildings. He can’t let anyone stop him; this is a SACRED ritual that must be completed no matter the cost! He was gathering herbs, incense, preparing the glyphs. Clotted Cream Cookie had become particularly talented at following him around. Such skill led to Affogato becoming even more tricky and cunning to avoid him.

“What…where did he go this time?”

Affogato merely grinned from his hiding spot as Clotted Cream lost sight of him. Finally, that Crème Republic brat had been on his tail for a while and he was this close to just starting a fight. He sighed happily as he got to his secret little ritual room dedicated to you. All the glyphs were prepared, the candles, the incense, everything was ready! Now he just need to tell you the wonderful news!

He was giddy as he felt himself willed to the upgrade building, it was just you and him now. He stared at the wood and saw you glitch into his vision, clearly from the look on your face you were expecting him to speak. Well, he’ll meet the expectation~.

“Hello again my dear, I have some truly exciting news!”

Tap.

“You see, I’ve prepared a special ritual that’ll bring you into our world! Finally, we can be together just as we should have from the beginning Fortuna!” He said with such joy, but his smile fell a bit when he saw the look on your face.

No…

He spoke this time without prompt.

“Don’t give me that look, this is a good thing! Don’t you see? You’ll be somewhere much better, so bright and lovely, it’s much better here~….Fortuna-!”

You disappeared from view and he was forced to leave the room. You…didn’t want to come? Why? He put in all this effort and you didn’t want to come? He listened to your own complaints about your world, that wouldn’t happen here he would make you happy! He would…

“Ah Affogato Cookie, what’s that look for you seem quite upset my friend~.” That voice…

Affogato sharply turned to face Clotted Cream, the young Consul smiling almost smugly. Affogato’s grip on his staff increased dramatically as utter rage filled him at this audacity. Struggling to keep his breathing calm he continued on without another word, he didn’t want to even glimpse at Clotted Cream Cookie let alone here his voice. But the cheeky sack of sugar spoke again anyway.

“Hmm, by the looks of it, seems a certain conversation didn’t go the way you wanted it to. Does it have to do with whatever you’ve been planning?” Affogato remained silent. “Sneaking around at night and quickly disappearing with items that aren’t yours. Actively avoiding me, just what have you been doing~? Hm, seems it doesn’t matter now as whatever you’ve planned hasn’t gone accordingly. You don’t seem to have the Baker’s favor, do you?”

That’s it.

Before Clotted Cream could react Affogato attacked him, a sphere of cursed energy surrounding his form as he instantly felt sick. The consul fell to a knee as the poison effect took over but he was just as quickly thrown to the ground by Affogato, who pointed the end of his staff dangerously close to his neck.

“Silence! Shut. Your. PATHETIC. Mouth. This. INSTANT!” He snarled out in utter rage.

Normally he would have never been this forward but Affogato just couldn’t control himself. The audacity of this brat!

“How DARE you say such lies to me! I warned you, didn’t I?! Now I’ve had enough of you, all obstacles that stand in my way shall be eliminated no matter the cost!” He yelled, raising the staff and bringing it down.

Clotted cream used his coat ribbons quickly, twisting and turning around the staff in a tight grip to protect himself. It was a struggle to hold Affogato back who was just as desperately forcing it down to impale him. Luck however was on the consul’s side as an arrow shot the staff out of the enraged cookie’s hands.

“Affogato! Step back at once you snake!” Caramel arrow commanded; another arrow drawn in preparation if he dared refuse.

“Always stepping into business that doesn’t concern you…” He growled with grit teeth, relinquishing and stepping away.

Caramel arrow rushed over and helped Clotted Cream to his feet, standing between him and Affogato ready to fight. The Consul wobbled a bit but the poison effect will soon end.

“You’ve crossed the line once again you traitor! This has gone far enough, first you once again begin your scheming in this kingdom and then you go ahead and attempt to assassinate another! I WILL be informing everyone of this, you must be punished before your treachery reaches the Baker!” She continued.

Affogato said not a word, he simply glared daggers at the watcher. If looks could kill, she would’ve dropped dead that second.

He walked a few meters away, grabbed his staff off the ground and left in silence. Her threat didn’t matter to him, it wouldn’t matter once he got his dear Fortuna in their world. He’d take you away from this kingdom, far away where no one would ever find you. Keep you all to himself, you’ll be so happy he’ll take the best of care for you! Only the finest just for you!

His usual grin returned to his face as he returned to his ritual room. A slight glitch of his hand proving he was now fully prepared to bring you here~.

.

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.

.

You laid fast asleep, you had no dreams however, your sleeping mind was blank and dark…until glitching filled your vision. Your body began to feel strange.

“Hahahahahahahah~.”

Who…who was that…Affogato? Wait!

You sat bolt upright with a gasp; you were no longer in your home. No, instead you sat on ritual glyph as the candles around you glowed bright, looking up you saw what you feared…

Affogato stood in front of you with the biggest smile you’d ever seen on him.

“Welcome home…my dear Fortuna~.”

#cr #crk #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cr x reader #crk x reader #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #self aware au #self aware x reader #self aware crk #affogato cookie #self aware affogato cookie #affogato x reader #affogato cookie x reader #clotted cream cookie #caramel arrow cookie #tw yandere behavior #tw kidnapping #part 4 is here #please gimme time I got 17 asks in this box

[thattiredanimator1t0mblr]

Please tell me I’m not the only one who thinks yanderes are toxic??

Any yandere will and is toxic.

This is the reality of yanderes.

(Proceed with caution! ⚠️ there will be blood images and very toxic things, stalker, murder,obsessiveness,etc)

They don’t love you. They have an obsession with you, there’s a difference.!

Even if they claim to love you, it isn’t true. They don’t love you. They love you. They love the feeling of control. They love your fear. They love the fact that they can manipulate you. They love that they can you feel like the asshole. They love that they can make you love them.

Just imagine being kidnapped from some psychopath who you never met in your life. Begins to tell you how much they love you?! Imagine that situation where you don’t know them, you don’t know they are a yandere, you wouldn’t want them to kidnap you from wherever you come from. You wouldn’t love them.

“Oh but I can change him!” Yea ok, Positivity is great! But In reality. You couldn’t. Unless you put them in therapy and a mental asylum or went to the doctors to make sure their brain is ok? (Which would take DECADES! NOT YEARS DECADES.)

Either way you would be forced to love someone who probably abuses and manipulates you. I just don’t understand why people would want an irl yandere??

Like I get it, having someone love you so much, and care for you. Is amazing! But there’s a line with obsession and love. And a lot of yanderes cross it.

Let’s be honest here, you wouldn’t want to be the blonde/light haired person in these images, would you?⬇️

(Credits to avodago6)

Yea, no. Didn’t think so. This is the reality of yanderes….

But instead of realizing who f*cked up we all are for wanting to love a psychopath.

How about we just have a little fun, and love all our yandere!f/os, as if they couldn’t kill us….

Let’s just have a little fun.

#yandere #yanderes are toxic #yandere will and are toxic #TW #tw yandere behavior #tw manipulation #random tired rants #yandere f/o #f/o #reality is that yanderes are toxic.

[yanderegremlin]

New Hell, New Year

Chapter 5 - The Fight

<< Chapter 1 | < Chapter 4 | Chapter 6 > coming soon

Warnings: Yandere behavior, 18+, MDI, mildly suggestive themes

Katsuki shot another explosion at the target in the agency's training grounds, it falls to the ground in pieces. A groan rumble deep in his chest, from frustration and anger. He hated your friendship with that pink nuisance. Bakugo doesn’t like the jealousy he feels every time your attention is on someone else, let alone his idiot friends. There has to be a way to break the two of you up, but how?

Lost in his own thoughts as he walked back to the locker room to get ready for patrol. It won't be easy but if there is a will there is a way and Katsuki is willing to do anything at this point to have you to just himself.

Slamming your front door close, you let out a sigh of relief. Work has gotten more intense lately. Your boss has been more short-tempered with everyone, especially with you. You don’t know what you have done to piss them off so much but it was starting to get to you. After taking your shoes off all you wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep. 

Just as your head hit the pillow your phone started to play Katsuki’s ringtone (Boom Clap by Charli XCX). You rolled over, didn’t want to talk to anyone right now, if it was an emergency he would leave a message and call again but by the time it rang again you were fast asleep. 

“HEY Idiot, wake up!” you startled awake to someone shaking you. Jumping to the other side of the bed expecting to see a villain but instead, you're faced with your very angry boyfriend. 

“Katsuki? What are you doing here?” sitting back down on the bed, trying to recover from the scare you just had. 

Katsuki crosses his arms over his chest. “I’m here because you weren’t answering your phone, I got concerned.” uncrossing his arms Katsuki takes a set on your bed. You notice he's not looking at you but around your bedroom. 

You didn’t ready know what to do in this situation but you were too tried to do anything about it. Laying back down on your stomach, you turn to Katsuki “Thanks for your concern but I’m fine, um quick question how did you get in?” you don’t remember giving him a key to your apartment or telling him where the emergence key was. 

Katsuki directed his ruby-red eyes back at you “Door was opened, thought you got kidnapped or something” he looked back to the door “Your not hurt or anything, right?” 

“Besides the heart attack you gave me, I’m fine.” You were pretty sure you locked your door but you could be wrong. You slowly reached out your hand to him, it seems Katsuki has trouble expressing his emotions from time to time. Katsuki stared at your hand blankly before you retracted it. “Was the door unlocked?”

Katsuki just sighed at the question. ‘How can you forget that? Ugh, I don’t whether I’m grateful or not for your scatterbrain.’ Katsuki thought “Move in with me.” 

“What”

“Are you deaf or brain dead, you could have dead or wose. Villains could be after you for all we know.” You didn’t know where this was coming from, and didn’t like where it was going. “You can’t be this reckless and careless, if you can’t look after yourself at least you could do is stay at my place with top-tier protection.” Katsuki flipped you over on your back and pulled you onto his lap. 

You were shell-shocked, you knew Katsuki cared about you but it was hard to tell how deep it went. Looking at him now you can see bit of his walls coming down. You reach your hand towards his face just hovering inches away from his cheek, Katsuki in response leaned his face into your hand. Even though you like, maybe even loved him, you weren’t ready for that step yet. 

“Kats… thank you for everything, I don’t what I would have done if someone broke in and tried to hurt me, but…” Katsuki's eyebrow twitched as a big scowl crossed his face. You tried to pull away from the embrace but he pulled you closer lucking you into place. “I can't drop everything to move in with you, I still have a lease that I can't afford to break, work has been has keeps me busy, and most of all I'm just not ready for that yet.” 

You can tell that this upset him, and as quickly as his walls broke down, they were rebuilt with the blank expression that he wore. Silence filled the room, you would have dragged him to the living room or got him some tea but with the tight grip that he had on you, you couldn’t move. 

With a dark look in his eye he throw you back onto your bed and stood up, looking down at you, you felt less than dirt. Just as you opened your mouth to try to calm him down, but Katsuki wrapped his fingers around your jaw to keep it shut. “Look I know as a civilian you didn't have to do with this a lot but I've seen too many people get killed because of their carelessness. I know you can take care of yourself but there's a lot of nasty people out there that would love to see your downfall to get to me.” 

When he tightened his hold on you, You grabbed his wrist. “Do you understand?” nodded your head as much as you could the pain in your jaw increasing with every second that passes. “Good” Katsuki very slowly loosens his grip on you but doesn't fully let go. Your eyes swell up with tears, you and Katsuki had your fights before but he never got physical in them until now. 

Moving your face away from him, you looked up at him. You can tell he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. “Alright, if you’re really want to.” you look down in defeat. 

“We’ll go to my place for tonight, don’t want your clumsy butt getting you hurt”  Katsuki gently gathered you up into his arms. You were too tried and sacred to fight back, it was pointless at the moment anyways he could easily overpower and hurt you. 

Katsuki brought you back to his place, siting you down on his bed. He walked to his dresser he graded some clothing out of it. You couldn’t see what he pulled out but you didn’t really care at the moment you were just out of here. “Stay here, I’ll be right back” Katsuki gave you one last look before going into what you presume was the bathroom. Getting up and looking around the room, you some small nick-nacks here and there, but there weren't much in the room. You notice that there is one more door in their room probably a closet of some sort. 

It didn't take Katsuki long for him to change into his pajamas. Walking back in a pair of orange sweat pants and a short sleeve black t-shirt, tossing you a long sleeve dark blue shirt. If you would know this going to happen you would have packed your own PJs. letting the shirt hit you and then fall to the floor. 

You and Katsuki stared at each other for a few seconds before you slowly reach down to pick it up. “May I?” you gestured to the door behind him. He stepped aside while keeping a close eye on you. You can't do anything right now, but you can always call Mina maybe she can talk some sense into him. 

Walking into the bathroom you remembered that you didn't have your phone in your pocket at the moment. You sighed, looks like you just have to wait until tomorrow. For now, you'll just have to try to keep Bakugo happy.

#new year new hell #tw yandere #yandere bakugou #romantic yandere #xreader #x you #x Y/n #mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #yandere bnha #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere mha #yandere my hero academia #bakugo x reader #tw yandere behavior #yandere bakugo x reader

[forbidden-sunlight]

yandere!Alastor with Violet Evergarden!reader scenario

Warning: aged-up!reader [in early to late twenties], obsessive behavior, implied violence, implied emotional and physical abuse, implied brainwashing, knowledge based on spoilers from the first two episodes of the 2024 series.

There may be possible triggers in this story.

If you do not feel comfortable venturing any further, please hit the 'back' button on your device or computer and read something much more pleasant than a possible series of unfortunate events.

You are responsible for your own Internet consumption!

Hey guys, welcome back to another Hazbin Hotel fic, starring Hell's one and only Radio Demon, Alastor! This is a collaborative piece written with @isuckatwritingsobenice, whom I share a mutual adoration for Violet Evergarden, the anime and titular character who is in my humble opinion, one of the best written female protagonists I have seen in anime.

As always, bullying is not tolerated here. If you have nothing nice to say, please do not say it. Furthermore, if you believe the warnings listed above will make you uncomfortable, please leave now.

For those who have decided to stay, sit back, relax, and let's see what's going for tonight's broadcast :)

Alastor is someone who thrives on entertainment and chaos. Seeing the scourge of Hell striving to redeem themselves in Charlie’s hotel, only to fail as soon as they gave into the vices they’ve been trying to cure themselves of? That’s the only reason he agreed to help the princess with her passion project. He needed some inspiration after lacking it for so many decades! 

When you had arrived at the hotel with nothing except the clothes on your back and a suitcase that protected your precious Remington typewriter, the Radio Demon would not deny that he was amused to see a sinner who actually saw his advertisement on the television. After all, no one was taking Charlie seriously, and who would? Apparently you did, but for a different reason: you were looking for a job, a purpose. You said so in the interview, and you were willing to learn. When Vagatha asked what would be considered a flaw in your work ethic, you took off your leather gloves and showed her and Charlie  the alloy prosthetics that acted as your new limbs after losing them in the war.

Why you still had them and why your appearance was wholly human, you did not know. Would this be considered a flaw? You were not sure either. You are still learning about modern technology, especially the handheld devices called cell phones. 

Although the staff was in dire need of someone who could advertise the Hazbin Hotel on the Internet, the princess found something you could do and might be adequate at: gardening. More specifically, being the hotel’s groundskeeper. Someone who can maintain the hotel’s outward appearance and make sure the hell-grass or weeds don’t  get too out of control. You stood up from your seat, feet planted together and saluted Charlie, promising that you will do your best in a monotone voice.

The poor dear did get a little flustered from your actions, but Vagatha did not seem to mind, asking you to follow her upstairs so that she could show you your new room and give you the key. Your first day will be tomorrow. 

Oh, this will be fun~! Alastor thought with a wide grin. Someone new to antagonize and watch fall into the fiery pits of failure! Husk was starting to bore him anyway. 

And he was not disappointed. 

He saw you struggle with holding a garden spade, laying down carpets of fresh grass neatly without trying to crush it between your prosthetic limbs, carrying fertilizer and what flowers to plant! These entertaining events happened within the first week of being here. Is he sorry that his shadows purposely swapped the fertilizer bags and replaced the seed bags to plant roses with rat bait? Absolutely not! 

The more chaos that he created, the more entertained he will be. The anticipation to see you crumble from the pressure and expectations of dear Vagatha and Charlie is almost palpable, he couldn’t wait! 

However, you were not someone who gave up as easily as he hoped you would. 

You kept showing up every day at the exact time, and worked in the garden until Niffty had to drag you inside to have lunch. Then you stayed outside for a bit longer, making sure everything was ready for the following day. You even tried to help out in the kitchen, though you were still struggling to properly hold a knife and chop up vegetables for his jambalaya or cracking eggs in a bowl to help Niffty bake a cake at nine o’clock in the evening because she was bored and wanted something sweet. 

You carried heavy crates of liquor for Husk and even massaged his temples when he complained of a headache. When you discreetly switched out the liquor in his booze for water one time he held a grudge against you for pulling that stunt for almost a week. He eventually forgave you by preparing a Shirley Temple on the house after you politely rejected a whiskey on the rocks because you did not drink alcohol. 

Sir Pentious, the wannabe overlord, was utterly fascinated with your prosthetic limbs and had asked you to let him examine them. That comment earned him a low, menacing growl from Vagatha, spear in hand. The Egg Bois seemed to like you well enough that they tried to help you out in the garden when all they really did was make your job a bit harder. You still thanked them anyway. 

Angel Dust tried to take you shopping for a new wardrobe since you always wore the same outfit every day, but his definition of fashion bordered on risque and flaunting his assets. You were not here to flaunt your appearance, you were here to work, but you thanked him anyway. When he came back to the hotel, staggering inside on wobbly legs and his face covered in black-blue bruises, you were the one who caught him and helped him settle on a table as Husk pulled out a first aid kit. You allowed Angel to put all four of his arms around you and cry on your shoulders, carefully placing your skeletal prosthetics around his back. 

How is it that a single sinner could empathize with everyone here except him? 

This singular thought, this curious idea, is what motivated Alastor to find out more about you. And there is no else in Hell who can spill the tea on someone as accurately as his dear friend Rosie. 

A trip to Cannibal Colony was in order~!  So he did go there, proclaiming he’ll be back before dinner and ignoring Vagatha’s cursing as well as the princess trying to calm down her short-tempered lover. 

As it turned out, he had heard about you, it’s just that the topic in question did not interest him at the time. Rosie conjured up some old newspaper clippings, pointing at the image of you fighting against an exorcist in hand-to-hand combat during the Extermination. This article had been written five years ago, and the one before that? Three years ago. It seemed like you were simply at the wrong place at the wrong time, and you fought back because that is what your life had been before; surrounded by violence, vanquishing enemy forces when they crossed your path. Yet when you did make an appearance, everyone in Hell clamored for any scraps of information. Anything to find out who is the mysterious sinner who looked like a human and could rip off an exorcist’s head bare-handed. 

Now, you were staying at the hotel trying to put whatever remained of your afterlife together. That is your true purpose and now the Radio Demon knew. 

Alastor thanked Rosie for the information and the company, leaving Cannibal Colony in a merry mood. Everything was in place. Everything made perfect sense now.

If you were looking for a way to be useful in his newest project, he can make that happen. All he needs to do is nudge you in the right direction without Charlie and Vagatha around.

They are adorable when they are taking turns being a guard dog around you, you sweet little darling~. 

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#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel alastor #yandere alastor x reader #forbidden-sunlight #fem!reader #yandere x reader #male yandere x reader #violet evergarden!reader #yandere male #yandere #ns.fw #hazbin hotel 2024 #cw physical abuse #tw physical abuse #cw obsessive love #cw obsessive behavior #tw obsessive love #tw obsessive behavior #character!reader #tw emotional abuse #cw emotional abuse

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

Afton'd Reader AU my beloved,, clingy obsessed possessive boys my beloved,,,, i really should draw this Mentally Unwell Trio more often, its very fun skldfhsdkjfdh

#bones of a rabbit #bones of a rabbit au #fnaf au #fnaf dca #afton virus au #afton'd reader au #fnaf sun/moon x reader #fnaf sun x reader #fnaf moon x reader #fnaf sun x y/n #fnaf moon x y/n #tw yandere #tw possessive behavior #tw obsessive behavior #tw toxic behavior #doodles #sketches #clingy sun #clingy moon #afton virus sun #afton virus moon #tw manipulation #they all do this to themselves on purpose btw #it's a willing corruption on all sides #they feed each others unwellness but they also willingly decide to be worse #idk i just think it makes for an interesting dynamic #anyway

[gurodarling]

i wait for your notification like a puppy waiting for its owner.

#gurodarling #obsessive love #actually obsessive #obsessive yandere #obsessive thoughts #obslove #obsession #obsessivecore #yandere #bpd yandere #tw obsessive behavior #yancore #irl yan #yanblr #yande.re #lovesick #bpd fp #fp #favourite person #fp bpd #bpd vent #actually bpd #bpd thoughts #bpd #bpd problems #bpd feels #wlw post

[rie-092]

FATHER, CAN I DIE?

✶﹒ platonic yandere! manhwa fathers x suicidal/overworked daughter! reader

summary : maybe they should just lock you in your room to make sure that you won't do something dangerous.

a.n : i plan to make this a series, what do you think?

abel heilon

let's start with the most chill platonic yandere! out of the guys that i will feature in this post! abel heilon, the duke of the north with a simple mindset of 'if you mess with me then i'll mess with ya' we all know how protective he is with fiona and siegren. but just imagine, what if— just what if he has an illegitimate child who's related to him by blood that he hid from the public's eyes.

anyways, the first time he met you. he became sure of one thing. damn, you were indeed his child. with that silver hair, blue eyes and personality of yours— you were indeed his child. he can't deny that because you looked like a kid version of him. well, it's not like he is denying it tho— but what the fuck is wrong with your brain anyways?!

he doesn't know if you were abused before he met you. but why in the hell are you so obsessed with suicide anyways?! why the fuck are you even throwing yourself in battles when you were a support mage?! for the fuck sake! stop! yes, you have above average amount of mana! but the hell?! you're not as strong as fiona nor siegren! stop it!

if it's not for siegren then he wouldn't know the fact that you happily greeted the assassin that was sent by the imperial family. according to him, before siegren saved you from the assassin you even have the guts to propose to that damn assassin about committing suicide together since according to you, you have fallen in love with him— hearing that story, abel couldn't help but facepalm. (first name), you're thirteen! and that assassin is already thirty-six or worse, older!

maybe because of the stress of managing the north and keeping you safe from your suicide attempts. abel finally snapped.

look, abel likes watching you enjoying your freedom. but damn, if he doesn't do anything about this— he might end up burying you before you even reach the age of 18. he won't hurt you, he swears. that was the last thing that he will do to you. but that doesn't mean that he can't take preventive measures to make sure that you were safe.

platonic yandere! abel heilon was one of the chillest platonic yandere that existed. he will let you do anything that you want, he won't take away your freedom nor hurt you. he isn't also overbearing to the point that it was suffocating. but don't make him snap, because he can be the most suffocating and controlling parent existed.

now, on your sixteenth birthday— to celebrate it. you decided to jump onto the freezing river near the manor. you expected that you'll wake up inside your room— but no. when you opened your eyes, you were inside an unfamiliar room that has no windows. seeing that you can't use your magic, you were sure that there's a magic restricting device placed around here. what the hell is happening?

the door had opened, you looked at who it was and saw abel looking at you with a smug grin. you tried to ask him what is going on but instead of replying— abel only ruffled your hair saying that it will be only him and you from now on. and that was when you realized one thing— abel had taken your freedom away from you.

but abel didn't care. cry until you have no tears left, he doesn't care. the only thing that he cared about was keeping you alive. and this is the only thing that he know to achieve his goal. but don't worry, he will visit you everyday and give you books to make sure that you won't get bored. so, can you stop being a btch and appreciate his efforts?

he doesn't care if your eyes lost its usual enthusiasm and spark. he doesn't care if you stop eating at some point— because abel can shove the food inside your mouth to make sure that you stay alive.

oh, by the way— fiona was the one who made the room where you were staying now. she just wanted to make sure that you were safe! and the only place where you can be safe is the place where you can't use magic! so, forgive them, will ya?

“should i just cut off your arms? so that you won't be able to use your magic again?”

gallahan lombardy

okay, as far as you know— you are not really a suicidal type of person. but for your father, gallahan lombardy you are. because for gallahan, overworking is another way to try to kill yourself after all.

gallahan is a sweet person, i swear. he won't hurt you at all and isolating you? no, no, no, gallahan won't do that! but he still couldn't help but become paranoid when it came to you. you were way too focused on studying— maybe because of the pressure that you were getting from the other people.

your sleep only lasted for two or four hours, you always isolate yourself inside the library. and gallahan didn't like it at all— look, you need to take it easy and rest. the only time you leave the library was when gallahan and tia drag you outside to eat in a cafe or buy new clothes.

platonic yandere! gallahan loves to spoil you. you wanted to buy books? here you go. want to try home-cooked foods? sure, he'll cook it for you. do you want to go to the festival with tia? alright! as long as he will go with you two.

but then, a certain event made gallahan snap. it was a normal day and gallahan entered the library to drag you outside so that you could socialize with the family. but then, he saw you unconscious on the floor, buried in the books and your nose was bleeding. gallahan was panicking, he didn't know what to do. what if you don't wake up? what if something bad happens to you? or worse— what if you die? if it wasn't for shananet who saw her younger brother's panicked face and her niece's condition. then gallahan won't be able to calm down and call the family doctor.

and what is the doctor's diagnosis? you were overworked. and after hearing that, rulac lombardi, your grandfather along with your auntie and uncles saw how your father's face darkened while looking at you who was peacefully sleeping on the bed.

and then, after that incident. you couldn't help but become confused when gallahan didn't scold you— instead, when you woke up. you saw him smiling softly at you. he didn't even ask you to take it easy. he just lets you do what you want.

but what you found odd was your father started giving you foods and drinks everytime and after consuming those things. you started feeling tired and before you knew it, you always ends up asleep. and once you woken up, you were already on your room. with tia cuddling with you while your father was asleep while sitting on the chair next to your bed also asleep.

knowing how innocent your father was, you never suspect a thing. you just kept on eating and drinking the things that he was giving to you. and you never questioned why you always get tired after it. your father loves you so much, so he wouldn't do anything— right?

plot twist, gallahan actually puts drug on your food and drinks to make sure that you will take a rest and never overwork yourself again. but a year later, you started losing your sense of sight because of it. but gallahan and tia don't care when you have them? oh, just thinking about their sweet (first name) being dependent on them was enough to make them very happy.

“sorry, honey! this is just a precaution, okay?”

#manhwa x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere headcanons #yandere manhwa #yandere manhwa x reader #platonic yandere #platonic yandere x reader #gallahan lombardi #abel heilon #tw. yandere #tw: force feeding #tw. isolation #tw.dark content #tw: drugs #tw: obsessive behavior

[writingforatwistedworld]

Hi! Can i ask for a self aware twst when the reader surprises adopted Silver as their son. Like just pointing at him and saying 'you are my child now' with Silver, Lilia and Sebek. Hope you have a good day!

Hehe. Anon, you know what you are doing. In fact, I would say you even want the chaos. And for that I love you come here so I can hug you.

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, Diasomnia chapter spoilers (Lilias part, maybe Sebek), religion, violence, isolation, kidnapping, obsessive behavior

Lilia Vanrouge/(Platonic) Silver/Sebek Zigvolt-Adopting Silver

Oh ok. Cool cool coolcoolcoolcoolcool

Well, at least that one room dedicated to you in the form of an altar can now be used for more practical uses (finally)

When Lilia heard you say those words and point at his son, he fell from the chandelier he was dangling from

Not only did he have to navigate through not accidentally telling his son that he was the blood related son of an enemy general and that exactly this general killed Malleus mom

But also that he had now a second parent that also happened to be god

Mhm totally normal

Conversations to strangers about his family were already playing out like this in his head:

Hi, I am Lilia Vanrouge, yes the one in your history book, this is my son Silver, yes he looks like a certain knight, and my lovely partner and also parent of this lovely human, yes, FU**ING GOD THEMSELVES

Ah yes, sitting in church will totally not be awkward after this

Bro legit sits you down with a pen and paper, asking you to sign the marriage certificate

Asks you what flowers you want to have on your wedding. Doesn't matter if you are a woman, man or identify as something else, he is planning that

Also has already planned out how to get you into the Valley of Thorns without anyone noticing

Because no matter how devoted he is to you, he will always be too greedy to share your attention with someone else

You could have said this as a joke or some other protective instinct towards the silver-haired male but all that man's father hears is a marriage proposal

Lilia is just happy that you feel some sort of positive way to his family member (makes things easier when you are stuck in that cabin)

I mean, he did see Silver as a present from you, a child meant to bring him back to the light after being so long in the shadow of war

And now the three of you were together! How lovely!

Which would mean that you planned this all along. Dear Overseer, if you liked the idea of you being a family you could have just told him so

He will be the best partner to raise a child together you could dream of

And should someone dare to interrupt the perfect, peaceful life you three (plus two more) had, he wouldn't mind swinging that sword again

Wait what?

What do you mean with that?

Are you sure you want him to be your son? Really?

Apparently he was not the only one surprised since he could hear the thud of his father falling to the ground behind him and Seek screaming somewhere behind him

Be prepared for a silver haired knight to look at you with the biggest puppy eyes and ask "Do you really want me as you son?"

Critical hit! Someone call a doctor. I think the Valley of Thorns god can be killed by cuteness

After that he is glued to your side (even though you have to part sooner or later since he is not living in Ramshackle)

One morning you woke up to the guy standing there with some food being like "I made some food."

Like where the Heck did he even get the keys for the dorm? (He broke in through a hole in the ceiling)

Silver always comes running to you whenever he does something and wants praises

Once he was best in one of his classes and he stood there with the report like he could turn into a dog and get headpats from you any second

But, as I am sure you are aware of, this is a blog with yandere themes and we have to say goodbye to the fluff at some point

That sword training comes in handy is all I'm saying

I mean, he has probably enough strength to break someone's leg with his bare hands by simply applying some pressure

And that one Diasomnia student that tried to take his son-status away from him was found again in a not-so-compatible-state-with-life kind of situation

I'm letting you imagine what happened

Like Lilia he is ready to burn everyone who dares to interfere with your little family

The forests of his homeland are pretty though so no need to worry about the appearance of your surroundings once they bring you to your new home (who needs social interaction anyways?)

A second of silence

And then the screaming started

“OH HOW KIND OF OUR OVERSEER! TO SHOW A MORTAL THEIR KINDNESS AND CARING SIDE!”

Seek would be lying if he said that he wasn't surprised

You, aka the Overseer, aka some higher being, AKA GOD, were known in the Valley of Thorns to be kind and caring, yet also distant and never approaching others directly

But then you literally adopt someone, making that person someone in your inner cycle?

Well, if Sebek knew one thing then that those Priests were going to have a crisis as soon as they learned about this

Totally not jealous

He would try to get closer to you since, apparently, you did allow others to get close to you

But he was happy as long as you were

After all, he was now the (not-so-official appointed) shield of the Valley of Thorns, something he got passed on by his grandfather

So of course he couldn't be family with you

That didn't mean he couldn't “help” you

Someone intruded on that dinner you had with Lilia and Silver?

Ouch… that punch must have hurt

Whenever Silver or his Father had to interfere because someone else came too close then they were some incredibly slick (looking at you Rook) or lucky person

Don't let his loud mouth fool you

This crocodile has done unmentionables in your name in order to make things easier for your new found family

For what? Oh you know, becoming his neighbor back home… forever

#yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twst x reader #self aware au #twst #twst headcanons #twst lilia x reader #yandere lilia x reader #yandere lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader #yandere lilia #lilia x reader #yandere silver x reader #twst silver x reader #platonic silver #twst silver #yandere sebek x reader #yandere sebek zigvolt #sebek zigvolt x reader #twst sebek #yandere sebek #sebek x reader #tw: violence #tw: isolation #tw: yandere #tw: obsessive behavior #tw: religion

[yourdoorisunlocked]

I'll Never Meet Another You - Part 1

📺 【 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑰 | 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑰𝑰 | 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑰𝑰𝑰 】📺

𝐀/𝐍: Is that...? Oh my god- It's the sound of another WIP in my endless void of fanfic ideas that managed to see the light of day!! It also means I've added another demon husband to my ✨cOlLeCtIoN✨

So, I'm definitely doing a continuation of this- I was having WAY too much fun writing it.

Enjoy your yandere, stalking, creepy-ass television man! :)

. . .

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏,𝟒𝟏𝟓 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬: 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐯, 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐞𝐭𝐜. 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ꜱᴛᴀʟᴋᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴛᴀɴɢᴏ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʜᴇᴀʀᴛ

. . .

Electricity bounced across clawed, neon-blue fingertips as Vox’s collection of monitors booted up, lining the walls in a cyan-hued excess of the latest tech his company manufactured.  

With but a wave of his hand, the devices were slaves to his command. 

As Vox sat upon his electronic throne that was centered before it all, he closed every work-related tab within his mental browser, before slumping in his seat within the darkness. The demon rubbed where the bridge of his nose would’ve been with a stressed crease in his brows; a little habit that he had acquired from his life above.  

To say it had been a long day would’ve been the understatement of the century. For the first twelve hours since he had emerged from his quarters, Vox had been bombarded with underlings shoving incessant workloads into his lap.

Ensuring the reputation of the Vees, the new VoxTech Angelic Security system that he had been developing, the countless amount of paperwork and maintaining the digital grid, and to top it all off, he had to manage the temper of one pissed-off Valentino. 

Ugh... Fuckin' Val and his goddamn runaways... it's not my fucking fault he can't manage his toys. 

Dealing with the lustful moth Overlord's temper tantrums were usually the absolute highlights of Vox's day, but this time in particular there was quite the treat in store for the overworked Overlord.

Hm... Maybe that's how the name came to be. Ah, who am I kidding? Velv just sits on her ass all day.

Of course, Vox pushed his indignation aside and swept everything up with a winning smile of pure showmanship, the pinnacle of excellence in front of the public.

And just as everything seemed to fall into place, like any other day of Vox cleaning up the messes of his fellow Overlords, something just had to go fucking wrong.

Imagine being the literal fucking backbone of the Vees, ensuring that their picture-perfect reputation of utmost excellence and being called up by an irritated Velvet to play babysitter and manage the man-child because of fucking Angel Dust- 

And then catching wind of ḧ̴͇͕́̍i̷̡̹͋͂̓m̵͈͔̳̭̙̍͝ returning... 

A few sparks flew from Vox's antenna as his overheated fans whirred rapidly. That old timey, triangle-assed p̴̲̩̮͙̜̎́̋r̸͓̟͆̀͆i̸̼͕͓̺̹̪̔͛͊̋͗c̸̢̤̐͂͜k̵̻̭̦̣̪͈̕-̸̢̡̪͇̖̈́... 

Slowly, he took a deep breath, stretching his knuckles and tilting his head to the side with a deep frown. He had the evening to himself, now. No Radio-Pricks, no need to maintain the perfect facade he had so carefully crafted for himself and his allies, and no Valentino.

Time to unwind... 

A cup of coffee materialized in his hand with a spark of electricity that lingered around his hand, dancing upon his fingers. He scooted just a bit closer to the large, main monitor within the center of TVs installed in his office, and his mental request was immediately answered by the large computer screen before him. 

A zipped file containing possibly the most sensitive information that you couldn’t fucking torture out of the television demon happened to be the very first result of his search, almost teasing him with the overtness of his little obsession. 

Vox clicked on the file quicker than ever before, and he took a long, slow sip of his drink as he focused solely upon the pretty little blessing that had graced his screens since a few months ago.

You were lounging on your couch, scrolling haphazardly on your phone in your less-than ideal apartment, but hey, it worked for you, so who was Vox to judge? Even if he would've placed you in one of the most mind-bogglingly extravagant penthouses that you'd ever seen in your afterlife, he had no qualms as long as you remained untouched. 

And luckily, his position and occupation made it more than easy to ensure that you had no one in particular in mind to take his place. 

No matter where you were, or what you were doing, nothing about you remained unseen by Vox, and no stone was left unturned when it came to your private life. 

And Vox was always there. Watching. Adoring you through digitally enamored eyes without moving an inch from his seat. 

Small, pixelated hearts floated across his interface as you looked through your phone, blessing him with a plethora of reactions. Whether it be with a small pout of your lips, to the furrow of your brows, to that cute giggle-snort you made whenever something seemed funny to you, the electronic Overlord drank it up like red wine from a golden cup glorified by gods themselves.

Lord, Vox had it bad.

Every step you took, every breath you inhaled, every purchase you made, every club or restaurant you went to, your exact order at your favorite diner, your taste in fashion and jewelry, he memorized every fact, photo, and video and saved it all in a private file.  

It was Vox's most precious possession, the closest he could ever get to you, for now.

Vox’s smile stretched across his flat-screen face; a neon hue of razor-sharp teeth pulled into a fond simper as the sound of your chiming laughter rang out across his office. 

How he wished to capture the sound, perhaps place it into a bottle for him, and only him to hear, your smile a treasure of the rarest quality to keep. 

There was no doubt about it, Vox was your number one fan. 

More monitors across the room lit up, whether it be with your beautiful face or your soft, angelic singing, there was nothing but you, you... 

Y̵̼̜̿o̴̝͕̾ṷ̸̇.̶͈͍̎̔ ̵̟̒̚ 

Vox hated the idea of having to share this with anyone else. Share you with anyone else. Every time he ended the night like this, he had to fight the urge to steal you away and seat you upon your rightful place, a throne beside his, towering above his empire with no unworthy, sinful eyes to look upon you. 

“Huh... I’ve actually always wondered what that ‘Vox’ guy is like in real life...” said demon froze at the sound of his name pouring from your lips, and a soft blush mixed with the bright blue glow of his face, coloring it a light lavender pink. You were talking to yourself again, something Vox binged like a talk show whenever he was off work.  

He could watch you all day like this. And God knows that he would massacre any number of demons, conquer any area of territory simply for a few minutes in your presence.

A casual conversation, witty banter, fuck, he'd rather talk about the goddamn weather with you than be deprived of your presence any longer. Not behind a screen, but in person.

Vox needed something, anything with you, romantic or platonic, though the former would surely grow an insatiable craving, if you kept teasing him like this.

He needed you to be there for him, to just treat him like a person.

Vox normally wouldn't mind the fact that he was always perfecting himself for others, catering to their every desire. A machine. Meant to serve the masses, and in turn, they'd fall to their feet before him like flies to honey, insatiable, pathetic worms. 

But it'd drive anyone to the brink of fucking insanity, to keep up the same, cheery yet suave charade every draining day.

And with you? Even if you never knew about your secret admirer’s ever-prying eyes watching your every step, it felt like Vox didn't need to put on a show for you. He could simply watch and listen as you, sweet, mischievous, lovable you talked his ears off for the rest of his day.

What I'd give to just kiss the hell out of her-

“Heh, he’s actually kind of cute. Y’know, for a TV, I guess...” you giggled at the end of your sentence as you scrolled through more photos of him, drinking up every piece of content that featured the demon that was watching you through your camera.  

A little side-menu of exactly what you had been looking through immediately popped up, and an intense zapping noise from above signaled to Vox that, once again, the demon was two seconds away from overheating and having to reboot himself as he nearly spit out his hot drink. 

Vox nearly short-circuited in his seat as you smiled warmly down at your phone, directly into his eyes as his cold, mechanical heart pounded in his chest, and bright red spread across his screen like a virus.

“Oh... Ohoho...” 

“Now that’s good television...” 

. . .

End Notes: Ok, holy SHIT-

I really like this one. Like GODDAMN this was so fun to write!! I'll definitely be doing headcanons for yandere Hazbin Hotel very soon. Also, that A03 shit I just pulled at the end? You're welcome ;)

Btw I'm working on my Masterlist, so if anyone has requests or drabbles that they'd like to enter, don't be afraid to ask! I think I'll make some rules clear later, like no EXTREME asks or kinks or anything like that.

Smut is on the table though don't be afraid lmao. I'll be the one shaking in my boots when I'm about to post it- 😓

Anyway, thanks for reading!! See you next time✨

#vox x reader #vox x you #yandere hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #yandere vox x reader #obssesion #he is literally a tv #like actually #but hes kinda babygirl so- #tw stalking #possessive behavior #yourdoorisunlocked

[slowlyzealouslover]

Prompt#42

"Despite it, I need you here…it’s just, I need to see you Happy and comfortable. So we can live a more, happy life."

"Your morals are fucked…"

#dialogue prompt #angst prompt #i don't know how to tag this #whump prompt #whumpee x whumper #tw implied kidnapping #sad prompts #tw dark themes #dark prompts #tw yandere behavior #creepy whumper #my writing #writing prompt

[angelicalchaoticabyss]

The Palace in Lotus Paradise.

Yandere!Lotus Dragon Cookie x Reader (Songfic)

TW: Yandere behavior, mentions of death and stalking.

They remember when you first started living here, the day you came to Lotus paradise. Followed by your family you become a beloved member of the community, you always managed to bring a smile upon everyone’s face. To Lotus Dragon Cookie you seemed to light up the world with joy and life, and perhaps that’s what got them addicted to you. Lotus observed from afar for quite a long time though you had never met the dragon in person. They received all your wishes from the festival and cherished each one with the knowledge that you had touched the lantern.

They felt ever so close to you with each wish, so close to their heart. They seemed to not notice the creeping up obsession with you, they did know you were their favorite thing to observe though. They never wanted to steal your vitality from you, you were one the paradise wouldn’t feed from. After all, you were theirs. You were….their darling….lovely….mate~.

“Granting wishes? Simple enough.” In Lotus paradise, one dragon stands at the top Bearing a flair for music rarely come across Sharper than sharpened needles, and seeming beyond the seams they’ve caught the reverence of all the community.

Surely, they’d be perfect if not for their partner’s acts That sole thing holding them back cheats behind their back

Another day passed and you still haven’t returned to them, never heeded their summons. It both saddened and angered Lotus, why wouldn’t you come home to them? They love you so much and can give you everything but you won’t come? It makes no sense to them; they looked through their windows again to see if they could spot you. There you were down In the gardens! You looked ever so lovely among the flowers, you belonged among such beauties…and you belonged by their side.

Why won’t you return to them? They love you ever so much! You are their darling mate who they wish to give a life of luxury and comfort too, yet you act as if they don’t exist. It’s so utterly cruel of you to put them through this, darling love who knew you could be so cold and coy…

“Great Dragon, what are you looking at?” Hydrangea inquired.

“Only the most precious flower in my garden~.” Lotus responded.

“Even with one like me fastened by an oath, they’d rather lie with and lie that they’re coming home!” But as always, “Concentrate” I say and keep playing Mandolin clutched tightly while I strum deep into my thoughts

  Longan’s strings I’ve trained to raise as right as they raised me, Care for them well and they’ll play clearer to your needs In Lotus paradise, the hush has become routine For spending yet another morning conformed in peace Then I saw them on the street, gleaming with delight Who might she be, the lady I

see standing at your side?

Suddenly they found themselves very displeased, who was that you were approaching? She was quite the pretty girl wearing a crimson kimono with pomegranate seeds adorning it, hair tied up into buns with a look that clearly expressed deeper plots. Lotus subconsciously grit their teeth as they watched the both of you chat ever so casually and even happily at times. This Pomegranate cookie looked as if she wasn’t fully invested in what you were saying, THIS is what could catch your love?? This is whom you’d cheat on them with??? This worthless, disinterested little red tart?

“My love…what are you doing…?” They quietly asked, but no response was of course given.

They felt an extra tug and snap in the back of their mind as you grabbed the female Cookie’s hand and led her away to look at your favorite flowers. A low, very low, snarl escaped their lips as their hair spiked and pupils glowed blue. Slowly they turned to their servant, who looked back with her usual expression.

“Hydrangea…summon that crimson cookie to my palace. Ensure that she arrives and does not ignore my invitation.” Lotus ordered darkly.

Beautiful pomegranate with a crimson kimono on, like I’d expect, you’re friendly with everything you’d ever want

Viewing the two at ease left me enraged time to get away. I gave an order, growing urge to forsake the trade. But as always, “Concentrate” I say and stay playing Mandolin clutched tightly while I strum deep into my thoughts Toiling on and spoiling not those sorry drops of sorrow, I seat the kimono and admire freshly fixed clothes.

The new kimono truly was beautiful, hmmm, though they weren’t a fan of the pomegranate seed decoration. They spent several hours replacing the seeds with fine jewels better suited towards them and their style, there, now it’s perfect.

The garden has been growing beautifully lately, perhaps it was that new fertilizer they tried out. Hydrangea informed them of a rumor, that an outsider was stolen away and murdered that night but no body to be found. Now how could that have happened? They would’ve sensed the draining life force go in the precious lotus flower if anyone had been killed, ah well, rumors are rumors for a reason after all~.

“My darling what are you doing this time~?” They asked to themselves truly, slithering out to see if they could find you again.

Ah there you are, this time by the herb farms but…now who was this with you? He was a very handsome man they will admit, with brown and white swirled hair, a fine coffee complexion and these piercing eyes. He just had this aura of confidence and charisma around him, staff in hand with some of the finest clothes they’ve seen on a cookie he certainly had you enraptured with his words. You responded back with a little less enthusiasm and joy; you looked a bit upset about something as he appeared to ask you a question of which you agreed to…

“So, this is one you’d cheat on me with as well? I suppose I can see the appeal but this will not do my dear no not at all. Hydrangea…”

They looked back at their servant who this time looked a little nervous.

“Summon that man to my palace, ensure that he arrives. Tonight.”

Stuck with a budding rumor, the public’s waking up Word is last night a crime occurred, wonder what it was? Spotting them at the farms

offered me an awful sight Who might he be, the man I see standing at your side? Strangely, today they frowned, but I doubt that they’ll drown in pain Not with that Affogato man coming to their aid

Fine like the purple obi tied tightly ‘round his waist, Ah, he’s the dream of a mate suited to your taste

While they’re confident in their measurements Lotus still retrieved a fitting mannequin to match their size. They were making an outfit after all, not only did they want to ensure it would fit they wanted to ensure the components matched correctly. They had just recently retrieved a new purple obi, made from fine silk it was truly beautiful like the kimono and went with it quite well. They strummed their mandolin, thinking of ideas, it wasn’t complete yet…they needed one more add on.

“Great dragon, I’ll be heading down to the market. Do you need anything?” Hydrangea asked, such a diligent servant.

“Hmm, just keep an eye out for anything that would be a good final piece to this outfit of mine~.”

But as always, “Concentrate” I say and stay playing Mandolin clutched tightly while I strum deep into my thoughts Wiping at my smudged eyes, I’d benefit to quit that Grabbing the obi, I refashion the sash

Hydrangea has been gone for quite some time and it irked them a little bit, not with anger but suspicion. Lotus never had reason to be suspicious of Hydrangea before until recent events with all those home wreckers. The rumors have spread and gotten bigger, panic spreading through their paradise with words of a murderer. It appears that handsome man has gone missing last night with only his staff being found. Many cookies say this is solid evidence there is a murderer due to the damn found on it, but with no body or jam trail to be found then who can really say?

Lotus went and looked out again to see their darling love, this time finding you down in the market. To there somewhat and some not surprise, Hydrangea was there with you. Speaking to each other in front of the hair pin shop, they watched as you bought a floral hair pin. Their left eye twitched, so now you’re cheating on them with their closest servant? No…maybe not, Hydrangea is far too loyal, but the smile she had when you gifted it to her crushed that thought. Rage coursed through their body harshly as their normal smile fell. Gripping their mandolin Lotus played their music magic to cast a voice spell, for her ears only.

“Hydrangea Cookie return to me at  o n c e.” They ordered….

Seems like my paradise is starting to come undone Guess that there’s been a second crime, wonder where it was? I saw you at the hairpin shop with the reason why Is that my dear servant, Hydrangea I see standing at your side? “Maybe it isn’t so”, I think, noting how loyal she is Though, that hairpin you buy implies a gift

She’d turn against me even with knowledge of my claim? She’d try to take you from me, has she any shame?

Lotus gazed at the hair pin now in their possession, made of gold metal and silk flowers topped with pearls. It was such a lovely pick, this was perfect. Exactly what they needed to complete their outfit, oh Hydrangea looks like you completed your job above and beyond. Of course, while…taking punishment for stepping out of line, oh well~. This is what happens when you try to steal their mate.

Their garden continues to grow ever so lovely, this new fertilizer they’ve been using works wonders~. Hmmm, where their nails always painted red? They’ll have to clean up before completing the finishing touches.

But as always, “Concentrate” I say and stay playing Mandolin clutched tightly while I strum deep into my thoughts How odd, were my nails always covered in this color? No concern I must return staving of boredom

Lotus stared at themselves in the mirror wearing the completed ensemble, grinning ear to ear with glee. Yes, they truly looked perfect, a masterpiece themselves as they even repainted their nails from pink to red properly. They’ve grown tired of waiting for you to come back to them, grown tired of seeing you with other cookies. They’ll seek you out themselves and bring you back home to the palace by force, rather you like it or not.

“Be patient my dear, I’m coming to get you myself~.”

For the first time in many years they left their beloved palace, slithered through their paradise to find you. Finally, you entered their sights, they lit up with an obsessive joy as Lotus approached as carefully as they could in their excitement. You took notice of them with shock, seeing the legendary dragon standing before you. Ever so quickly you bowed your head in respect.

“Hello Great Dragon, it’s an honor to meet you.” You said…a very poor choice of words.

Once a draft and at last complete, I’ve created a masterpiece You won’t return, but I know you just need a bit of force Please be patient as I leave to find you myself(”Strings, not string” my sibling would say to me, “Like a dragon and their mate, teamed for eternity”) The crimson kimono and purple obi, Go perfect with this floral pin, I put each on and beam Those presents present you with a dragon unbeatable Don’t you love it?

Aren’t I wonderful?

What did you say to them…? They felt their eye twitch again, a growl escaped through their smile. You act as if you’ve never seem before? The confused look on your face…slowly turned to one of horror as their nails grew sharp into talons.

…Sounds like my paradise was brought down to its knees Somebody has killed a cookie, wonder what it means Luckily, there’s no grief from their dearest friends Tragically, each has died in the crime of the century Yes, it’s a tad sad, but more so are the things you said “Hello.” and “Great dragon it’s an honor to meet you.”

Lotus was brushing their hair as they got ready for bed, normally Hydrangea would do this for them but she mysteriously disappeared. Oh well, they can handle just fine without her help. They will admit they were disappointed in you and how you treated them, acting as if they were but a stranger to you. How absurd, they hadn’t meant to scare you of course and they love you ever so much still. They forgave you of course, you just needed a bit of convincing to come home!

Oh dear, it seems they spilled some of the red polish onto their hands. Now when did that happen? No matter, they’ll clean up and play a little song for you before they go to bed~.

just what went through your head Treating me like one you’ve never seen Treating me like one you’ve never seen?! But as always, “Concentrate” I say and stay playing Mandolin clutched tightly while I strum deep into my thoughts Even if these nails have a habit for bleeding, Care for them well and they’ll cut cleaner to your needs~.

It took some time before they calmed the cookies of Lotus paradise again, there were no murders the outsiders just left. It should matter not they weren’t part of this community. And you? Well, you had moved into the palace of course and didn’t want to be seen by anyone other than themselves, after all…you make the perfect center piece to their garden~.

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-Yandere Killua X Reader X Yandere Illumi-

⚠️warning⚠️ mentions of obsessive and possessive thinking

Fandom: Hunter X Hunter Character(s): Illumi Zoldyck, Killua Zoldyck

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You were the sole butler in the entire Zoldyck mansion allowed to touch master Killua.

When he was younger, Killua had many different servants who touched him, whether it was to tend to his wounds after Zoldyck training or to coddle him as he ventured around the mountain. But these days only you out of all the servants were allowed that close to him, the only one he wanted close to him. And when you had arrived in the mansion moments ago, it had turned out that you being close to him was exactly what Killua wanted. Grabbing your hand, he told you to 'hang out' with him.

It was a common enough order from Killua, one that you were used to carrying out, especially before he was sent out on his mission by his father. But he had always given that order either outside the mansion or in his bedroom, never before had he asked you to do such a thing in the mansion where anyone else could see. You wondered at his sudden desire to have you administer to him infront of his family but did not dare venture to ask him. You had enough experience with his fierce moods to know it was better not to make such an inquiry.

"You know," came Killua's voice, cold and clear, "out of all of the comforts from home that I missed while I was away, I believe I missed this most of all." Though he did not say it aloud, you knew that what he truly meant was that he missed you most of all. Killua would probably never admit it though.

"I am glad to hear it, Master Killua."

"Tell me, did you happen to miss me while I'm away?"

"Of course, Master Killua," you reassured him. "I wait eagerly for your return each day."

Killua smirked in satisfaction at your answer, closing his eyes as you both relaxed underneath the trees. Once the sound of familiar footsteps reached his ears though, he opened his eyes to see Illumi standing before the both if you.

Breath hitching in your throat, you shot up and greeted the assassin, so great was your shock at seeing Master Illumi so suddenly. Though you knew that he had a tendency to show up unannounced from time to time, you had not actually seen him until this moment. Illumi, however, had seen you, watching you from the shadows and hidden alcoves of the palace. Even though Illumi had not seen you since the last time you were in the Zoldyck mansion, his obsession for you had not faded at all. In fact, being parted from you had only made his feelings grow stronger. But that meant that when he entered the Forrest to see you with his brother, it took all of his restraint to withhold the rage crackling in his veins.

"Oh hey big brother," Killua sighed as he stretched. "I don't suppose you remember Y/N? Our butler?" Illumi's eyes slid over to Killua at his taunting, taking a moment to briefly glare at him before returning his possessive gaze to you. Forgetting you had never even been a possibility, had not even been something Illumi had wanted to be a possibility. Killua knew that for himself, for he too had been unable to forget you while he was away. Even before he ran away from home, in the early days of your training as a Zoldyck butler, the two siblings had fought over your services and attention, each of them wanting you to themselves. Once Illumi had been distracted by his upcoming missions, Killua had relished the opportunity to take you for himself, certain that he had won. Now that Illumi had finally come home, he was more than ready to make up for lost time.

"I need you," Illumi said to you, ignoring Killua entirely.

Not sure what you should do, you simply continued to stare at Illumi. Out of the two assassin siblings, you were more afraid of Illumi than you were of Killua, knowing that he would be far more willing to hurt you in order to get his way. Yet Killua was the next in line to head the Zoldyck family, and as such you were duty-bound to serve him above all others except the current head of the family. Illumi seemed to understand your hesitancy though, his blank coal eyes softening at the sight of you so unsure.

"I'm afraid that I have to steal them from you," he told his brother.

"Well, who am I to deny my big brother, the eldest can do what he wants?" Although Killua certainly did not want you leaving his side, especially for you to join his brother, he knew when to pick his battles and when to wait for the best moment to strike.

"I promise to take good care of them."

"Oh, I know you will," Killua answered, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

"Well?" Illumi asked, once more turning to you. "Are you coming?"

"Yes, Master Illumi," you said, quickly leaving Killua's sight as you followed Illumi.

It only took mere seconds for you to end up pinned against the brick wall behind the mansion. Illumi took one step towards you, finally closing the distance between your bodies, so that your chests were practically pressed against each other.

It was a split second decision when you lifted your head up to capture his lips this time, pouring all the emotion you possibly could into the act in an attempt to appeal to whatever amount of sanity remained in his body.

His reaction was almost immediate.

Illumi let out a noise somewhere between a possessive growl and a hum of approval as he kissed you back harder than before. He had the faintest blush of pink across his cheeks, a few of the shorter strands of his hair were falling in front of his face - which would occasionally be caught in the kiss, not that he cared. He wasn't out of breath, but his breathing was heavy. He had transferred both your hands to one of his own, his free hand Resting behind your head gently pushing you deeper into the kiss.

And the look on his face... The pure hunger that was there before he took you away was gone. He was positively ravenous for you now.

He pulled back very suddenly, the slight sweat that had been shared between your two bodies leaving you unexpectedly cold and confused; whatever was left of your mind desperately trying to understand why he would stop so abruptly. Your answer was given when Illumi pulled you into his body. Holding you possessively as you continued to gasp for air.

"I missed you every day that I was gone," Illumi murmured possessively. "Did you know that?"

"I know."

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