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little-mouse-gardens · 4 months

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A party for the goblin king

Yan fae king future Donnie x reader

Here is a little blurb I wrote based on my yandere fae king turtles au. Just a little idea that popped up in my mind while I was was listening to *cough* crane wives song curses *cough* and I couldn’t resist the urge to let my brain-rot run wild.

Tagging @lexiechr, @souperwrites, @radicallxser and @saltydoesstuff for feeding into my brainrot for these silly fellas >:3

Note : Let me know if there’s any spelling errors (autocorrect currently hates me for some reason)

Tw : Mentions of violence, alcohol, unhealthy relationships, manipulation, kidnapping (I do not condone this behavior in real life. this is only for entertainment purposes only), slightly suggestive???

Nothing about this place felt safe to you.

Nothing at all.

The warmth of the fire pit and torches. The glow of lanterns around the courtyard filled with so many types of goblin like fae running around partying and celebrating.

The savory scents of roasted meats and vegetables or the sugary scents of pastries of all kinds wafting into the air

Sounds of joyful music, laughter and the occasional cheering or rather yelling over the games being hosted down below from where you were seated.

All of it should have made you feel warm, safe or welcome.

However it was anything but welcoming to you. Considering you were currently seated in the lap of the being who’d been tormenting your cottage and kidnapped you the second those protective seals had been broken.

The horror of getting dragged into the woods over his shoulder from the safety of your home still angers you even in this moment.

Memories of pushing against him as he whispered sweet promises of an eternity of love and laughter by his side still echoed in your mind.

Absentmindedly messing with the hem of the soft silk robes he’d clothed you in and occasionally messing with the necklace of amethyst beads he’d claimed to have hand carved and strung himself while you angrily contemplated your circumstances.

What you wouldn’t give to be away from him and this nightmare you’d fallen into by chance. Just one smack to his smug face would quell that rage burning inside you.

Speaking of your captor, Donatello seemed to pick up on this change in your mood. His eyes moving away from the party to look at his beloved resting against him. Every fiber of his been fighting the urge to just start peppering kisses all across your body.

Slowly, he shifted you around in his hold so you were sitting sideways. His hand gently coming up to cup your chin and tilt your head to face him.

“something the matter, dearest?” He asked, his tridactyl hands slowly tracing patterns and shapes across your back and shoulders. The goblet of wine he’d been sipping and the letters of congratulations from his goblin subjects to him and his new spouse settled to the side on a table, “you seem distant? Is the music not to your liking? I did made sure the musicians learned your favorite songs”

You had to fight the urge to roll your eyes at the soft shelled terrapins smug tone. Shifting around uncomfortably in his hold to try and have some semblance of space between you and him.

“No, everything’s fine” you replied as casually as possible, turning your head away so you didn’t have to lock eyes with him. though a hint of your nervousness crept through that facade you held, “I’m just a little tired is all. This party’s been going on for what? Like three hours now?”

Donnie let out a deep chuckle at your reply. Your efforts to distance yourself from him and the twinge of anxiety creeping into your voice not going unnoticed by his keen senses.

Shifting you around again in his embrace so you were facing him, he reached a hand up to mess with the flowers neatly styled into your hair.

“Now, my darling” he crooned, slowly twirling a strand of your hair in his hand. The action combined with that low purr in his voice making warmth rise to your cheeks. A thought in the back of your mind screaming to run yet your body would not move an inch.

That smug smirk of his seemed to compliment that soft loving yet possessive look in those dark eyes that. Eyes that practically stared into your soul everytime they looked at you as he gazed at you. His free hand making sure you were securely seated across his lap, giving your thigh a gentle squeeze, “try to enjoy the evening, Hmmm? After all I spent a very, very, very, that’s three verys, long time planning for this celebration of our love. Your allowed to relax you know”

Before you could even ask how on earth you were supposed to enjoy this when he kidnapped you and put you through hell, he leaned in and pressed a tender yet passionate kiss to your lips.

His beak cold against your skin as you sat there wide eyed and frozen in surprise. A soft smile gracing his face as he felt your muscles relax slightly. Feeling his hands come up and rest on the back of your head when he pulled you closer to him. Basking in the softness of your lips and the scent of flowers still clinging to your skin from the bath.

Eventually, he pulled away to let you breathe. A small yelp of surprise escaping you when he teasingly nipped at your bottom lip, eliciting a breathy chuckle from him.

Resting his elbow on the arm rest of his throne and propping his head up with his hand. A look of pure adoration in his eyes that both frightened you and made your heart flutter ever so slightly.

“I love you, my dear” he murmured, his voice soft and eyes half lidded. tracing a heart across your neck with his free hand. his guilded claws brushing against your skin that you couldn’t tell if it was meant to be affectionate or a subtle reminder that you’d belong to him.

“so, so much” he murmured, his arm coming to wrap around your waist to press your frame against his plastron. The party becoming more of a blur as you quietly rested in his embrace. Peppering kisses across your head as you fought back the urge to push against him.

Looking back on it?

Maybe you should have just cut your losses and moved when you and the chance.

Now you dance and shed your tears in the loving but possessive arms of the goblin king.

#rottmnt #yandere donnie #yandere donatello #yandere tmnt x reader #yandere rottmnt #yandere rottmnt x reader #yandere fae king turtles au #rise of tmnt #future donnie #future donatello #future donnie x reader #yandere future Donatello

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thetopichot · 5 months

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Why is Yandere Finn deadass built & function like the Goblin King from Labyrinth?

Ngl, I want him to whisk me away to be his princess forever & he would even treat me a princess too.

#the cat speaks #yuurivoice #finn yuurivoice #yuurivoice finn #yandere finn #simping #im kinda tired rn & im fighting being sick rn #so im going to be silly until i get better #well i was always silly but im going to be sillier #yandere finn is hot & i want him to carry me like a princess #i want him to call me his sweet little princess #honesty princess is the only feminine term that I will accept #mostly because I like dressing up like one #like dressing up as a hime lolita or hime gyaru #i enjoy dressing up as a hime lolita & hime gyaru #harajuku fashion is fun

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after-witch · 2 years

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Bitter Peaches [Yandere Jareth x Reader]

Title: Bitter Peaches [Yandere Jareth x Reader]

Synopsis: You escaped from the Goblin King. But the real world isn’t exactly peaches, either.

Word Count: 2116

Notes: yandere, (previously) kidnapped reader, brief mentions of groping and kissing

The world is upside down.

That’s how you know you’re dreaming about him again, as you walk down a hallway, dimly lit with candlelight. You can hear the soft pad of your feet underneath you, bare and cold, against a hard cobblestone floor. There’s a familiar dampness in the air, a buzzing from unseen rooms, filled with laughter and the sound of tinkling glass. Something in you aches to join them, but you resist, continuing your course down the hall.

At the end of the long hallway, there is no open door or alternate route. Only a staircase in front of you but of course, it’s not the right side up and you have nowhere to go. Instead, you see something fine and sparkling out of the corner of your eye. You whirl.

And there he is--Jareth.

He’s gaudy as ever. Wearing a golden suit with silver fur wrapped around his shoulders, contrasting against the plain white of your simple nightgown. It’s not at all like the gowns you wore in his castle. No, this is some cheap bargain bin thing you fished out of a secondhand shop. Most of the stains came out in the wash, at least.

For a moment, watching him walk towards you with all the primping of a peacock, you flush. How would he view you now, like this? Your hair washed in dollar shampoo and your clothes dirty and your eyes rimmed with tiredness. Sometimes when you look in the mirror, you can’t fathom how you were ever a queen.

Yet in his eyes there is no mockery or disdain, as you often feared you would find in your dreams. Instead he grasps your chin in a gloved hand and leans in to kiss you. You let him, because it feels right--it feels like you’re getting closer to normalcy with his lips on yours and his warm body pressed against you. You find you can’t remember why you fled him in the first place, why you found your way back to the real, solid human world.

His lips taste of spilled wine, of ten course meals cooked over castle fires. You can smell the expensive scent soaked into the leather of his gloves as he keeps your chin in his fingers.

He could be real, couldn’t he? It was hard to tell, when you were in the Labyrinth, when you were in his Castle, exactly where dreams ended. And now is no different.

He leads you away, and the stairs are suddenly as they should be. You climb and mourn the loss of his lips.

In moments--too fast--you’re walking through the doorway to your room. Not your real room, back at your apartment, but your room in his castle. Your gilded cage, stuffed with gowns and toys and trinkets and locked with golden chains that kept you in place.

He sits you down in front of your vanity and his hands reach down to cup your breasts through your gown. It feels right, to be touched by him. A touch you’ve known endlessly over the span of years that he kept you.

Yet there’s something shameful in it, something wrong in the feel of his fine leather gloves on your stained nightclothes.

“You could be wearing silk,” he offers, his lips close to your ear. “You could have everything you want.”

You sigh, and your eyes begin to close as your tilt your neck back and imagine having everything.

But it’s wrong. It’s wrong because you gave it up. No, not gave it up. You ran from it, full speed.

“This is a dream,” you say abruptly. Your eyes practically snap open as you take in your surroundings. The vanity is overstuffed with perfumes, figurines, pearls and jewels dripping out of the drawers like limp snakes.

“I escaped,” you continue, staring at yourself in the mirror, eyes flitting to his reflection. Your mouth feels fuzzy. The words don’t come out right. “I’m free. I’m not really here.”

In the mirror, he smiles. Patient.

“Oh, yes, you did escape.” His hand toys with your hair. “Such a brave feat for a brave girl. But I wonder, can you really survive without me?”

You want to tell him yes, but something heavy looms on your chest and there’s a strange sensation--the feel of your hands touching paper envelopes, your hands groping in your purse, empty, always empty. The sensation is pushed down as you stare at him in the mirror.

He patiently waits for your attention before he speaks. You know the words are coming before he says them. Because he says them in every dream.

“Should you need me…”

You bolt upright in your bed, sweat dampening your neck, heart pounding, breath short.

For a moment, you feel nothing but panic. And then reality sets in as the sounds and sights of the real world seep back into existence. The din of the city outside your windows, distant music and car horns and sometimes broken glass, shouting. The drone of the never-ending TV in the apartment above yours.

The buzzing of your fridge, which your landlord refuses to properly fix unless you pay the rest of this month’s rent and next month’s rent upfront--a task you, with only $5 in your wallet until your next payday and other bills with second notices on the way, can’t conceivably do.

You curl up on your side and will your heartbeat to slow down. It was a dream, that was all. He can’t get you in your dreams. And he can’t get you here, not without an invitation. You know that much.

You close your eyes and beg your body to let you sleep soundly for the rest of the night. You have work in the morning. You hate it, truly. Not just because it’s a shitty job in a gas station on the wrong side of town. It’s so much more than that.

It’s because you have to leave in the early, dark hours of the morning to get there; it’s because you have to brave the darkened alleyways and the bus that is never quite on time and the patrons who sometimes show up with blown pupils and a desire to fuck with you; it’s because despite it all, you’re still so unused to doing everything yourself.

You’d been living there for years and years, the queen of the Goblin City. How many you couldn’t say. Yet in the real world, only a decade had passed.

While you were growing complacent and used to having your every need and whim tended to by Goblins or inexplicable magic, other people your age were learning about paying bills and getting jobs or going to college. While you were being dressed in gowns made from butterfly silk in preparation for a ball where nothing but fairy floss was served, they were working their way through cookbooks and considering their first starter homes.

You almost feel like a child. Useless on your own. Helpless to carve your way in a world that is so unfamiliar to you now. Helpless, useless, childish, hopeless.

And… are you?

It’s staggering how these seemingly simple steps to live--work, pay bills, cook, clean--have become so complicated. You weren’t able to pay your bills on time as-is. You only lived here on the grace of your landlord, whose patience with you had run exceptionally thin as of late.

Every worry that has crossed your mind darts in and out of your thoughts as you drift off to sleep. Unpaid bills and late notices and final notices and the neighbor that leers at you when you leave for work in the morning and your manager who threatened to fire you if you showed up late one more time. Stacks of worries, overlapping. The thoughts soon become fuzzy, and then nothing at all, as you fall asleep.

Work was work, and your feet ache as you begin to trudge up the four flights to your apartment. A pile of envelopes sticks out of your purse, but there’s no excitement in having so much mail. You know what’s inside the stacks. Bills. Late notices. That red one--a final notice on the credit card you were forced to take out, you’re sure.

As you file through the stack, there’s a plain envelope that makes your stomach drop before you even open it. It’s almost like precognition, the way your body senses doom before it happens. Your hands tremble as you pull out the paper, words printed in black ink, clear as crystal.

Your landlord is raising the rent next month. A lot. And he expects it to be paid on the first of the month, in full, no exceptions. All late rent must be paid in full by the end of the week. Tenants who don’t comply will be evicted.

Hysteria. That’s what you feel, isn’t it? Something hilarious in a completely wrong sense--it shouldn’t be funny, and yet, there’s a dread-filled tickling in your chest. Because you can’t afford it. You can’t even afford to pay what you owe on this month’s rent.

Not to mention your credit card bills, the gas bill, the electric bill--you’re not even counting on grocery money anymore. Your meals consist of free samples from work and the single frozen dinner you sneak out of the freezers before leaving. Your entire next paycheck will only just cover what you owe for this month’s rent--and what will you have left for next month? Nothing.

Nothing.

You have nothing. You are nothing. You’re useless and stupid in this world.

You can feel a migraine coming on, and you head into the bathroom to quench it with some pain pills. But before you can fling open the cabinet, you catch sight of yourself in the mirror.

The mirror is streaky. You can’t exactly afford proper glass cleaner. Your reflection does nothing to improve the image. You blink at your red, glassy eyes and touch a finger to your lip hair, to the sleeve of your creased, dirty work uniform that you can’t afford to wash right now.

And it hits you all at once. The dreams and thoughts and regrets. Like a bitter peach, hard and under-ripe.

You miss it. You miss the castle. You miss the ballgowns and feasts and the goblin servants stumbling over themselves to please you. You miss… him. And the way he made you feel like everything, as long as you made him your entire world.

The real world, as it turns out, really fucking blows. God, what a world you grew up in--what a world, what a world. Who could stand to live here, where landlords held out their hands and demanded blood from stones, where you stood woozy from a lack of proper nutrition while you waited for a bus to take you to a job that couldn’t actually pay the bills?

You want him back. You need him back, and everything he brings. Even if it means giving up your freedom. What else can you do? With the only apartment you could--haha--afford being pulled out from underneath you. With the real world crumbling.

So you say it.

“I do need you,” you whisper into the mirror. And you swear something black shimmers in the mirror, so you close your eyes and wait and wait for the feeling of his arms around you.

But nothing.

And how silly, you think. Have I forgotten the rules already?

The image of your crying, sad self in the streaked mirror already feels like a distant memory. Already you can imagine yourself in the splendor of your rooms; you can imagine yourself in his arms.

“I wish the goblins would come and take me away. Right now.”

There’s a moment where the air seems to simmer with heat and then the balcony window bursts open. It’s just as dramatic and shimmering and overwhelming as the first time he took you.

This time, you don’t back away in childish, naive fright. This time you run straight into his arms, repentant and eager all the same. The tittering chattering of goblins doesn’t frighten you as it once did, but feels familiar. Feels safe.

“Well,” he says, and his voice is solid this time, solid and real. “Did you get it all out of your system?”

You nod against his chest. Your lashes blink against black sequins that glitter even in the dim light.

“Why don’t we return to the castle? This is no place for someone like you.”

You let yourself be enveloped by his presence and led right through the balcony. You don’t fall into open air, but feel yourself stepping back onto the cobblestone path that leads to the castle.

That leads home.

#yandere jareth #jareth x reader #yandere #yandere labyrinth #afterwitch writes

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eldritch-spouse · 1 year

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Okay so we know almost all the red flags in your boys, but what are so green flags in them?

Like, what some of your ocs will say to their darling to convince them *THEY* are the ultimate choice and ect?

[GREEN FLAGS? PFFT- OKAY. IF YOU SQUINT.]

Why you should date these losers!

Morell

He can cook so well!;

Great hunter;

B I G .

Santi

Juiciest tits in town;

Wholesome deep down;

Sugar daddy material.

Grimbly

Cute enough to give you diabetes;

Will make your enemies cry;

Heeheehoohoo he sleeps upside down like a bat.

Gallon

Mysterious drama whore vibes;

For the living latex enthusiasts;

Knows his drinks better than anyone else.

Nebul

Astrology bitch, but for real;

Loves animals;

Thick ass.

Vinnel

Funny;

Thee wanteth the jestussy;

You can hold him like a balloon while he floats.

Patches

Meow meow nerd man;

His ability to cum in his pants from a couple of touches alone will flatter you;

Two for one, you also get a gremlin horse-loving boyfriend!

Fank-e

*Slaps Fank-e's top* This bad boy can fit so many illicit substances in his storage space;

L0L R4ND0M XDDD R4WR :333 T4C05;

Rainbow dong, glow in the dark robussy, whatever you want.

Belo

This one's for the peeps in the back with religious guilt;

Can lift you into flight;

Usually very obedient.

Sybastian

Pick a shape!;

Amazing dad material;

Oral game on point.

Krulu

Godfucker privileges;

Everyone fears you;

Dominion over The Clergy.

Miara

Ultimate dommy mommy;

Usually a very bright soul;

Breederism, you say?

Breg

So dedicated. He's trying his best;

Heeheehaha dark mode;

Gee Billy, two willies?!

Fasma

Old wise soul. Sort of;

Alcohol and smokes always available;

Kind of like a living stim toy.

Ludwig

Jack of all trades, master of none;

Very chill for a wrath demon;

Living heater boyfriend.

Obie

Will eat your cooking no matter how terrible;

Will never judge the state of disarray your house is in;

Obscure musician.

Mervin

Devoted, but subtly;

Will get you nothing but the best ever, if you're mistreated he will go into Karen-tier fits;

Shags

Goth-ish.

Katia

MILF;

You get three platonic stepson yanderes;

This woman is so wholesome it hurts.

Very artistic and creative;

Knows mothman;

Cottagecore boyfriend.

Rinx

THE sugar daddy;

Big ole hands to finger grab you with;

Has a pile of riches he sleeps on like a dragon.

Zizz

Comfiest boyfriend;

You don't have to do anything, just exist next to him;

You have joint custody of 300 plushies.

Vesper

CEO OF SEX;

Everyone wants to fuck you so bad oh my God-;

Three schlongs and heart nipples.

Lacai

Short king;

Bug Man McGee;

Idk he's got Tumblr pretty boy charm, you guys like him a lot.

Ivani

Can do the goblin shark jaw extension;

Have you ever seen a shark with tits? Huh?;

Very easy to satisfy, just get her hot dogs.

Colmei

Limitless supply of honey cum;

You're treated like a bee Queen;

Heehee cute buzzing.

Adelo

Rule over angels;

Silly man;

Chad won the eye number lottery.

Adrul

You can ride his back!;

Serious but sweet;

Hell fears you.

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return-of-a-space-cowboy · 2 months

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🧚‍♀️ Anon here!

I have a few Fairytale ideas that I’d like to share to see your opinion on them and if their interesting or not (And some ideas from Movies)

Grim Yandere Tales

Hansel and Gretel (NO incest!): Reader is the mother who takes her children and runs from her abusive husband, with Leone and/or Bruno as the Witch (She adopted her children, who are Giorno, Narancia and maybe Trish)

Aladdin (I think you’ll like this): Reader is the street rat, Diavolo is the Sultan, Giorno and Bruno are visiting Royalty (Who plan to try and free Diavolo’s people either by killing him or taking his throne), Risotto is the sorcerer and Mista is the Genie

Thumbelina: Reader is a small human who was discovered by the Fairy Prince Bruno, only to be seen by Risotto/Doppio who’s either a normal human or a Dark Fae who wants her for himself

Movies

Dracula: Count Risotto and Bruno (With Reader being his fiancée)

Sleepy Hollow: Dio as the Headless Horseman

Corpse Bride: Not sure yet, what do you think?

Jekyll and Hyde: Either Diavolo and Doppio, Bruno and Risotto

Labyrinth: Risotto or Diavolo as the Goblin King

Legend: Diavolo as The Darkness with Doppio as his only way to go out in the sunlight, Reader is the Princess and Giorno is the hero who lives in the forest

I mentioned Diavolo, Bruno and Risotto a lot because there my favorites (It’s hard to stray from them)

I'm sorry I took so long to respond, been really busy lately packing.

I've actually had ideas for thumbelina and and corpse bride for a while now but never managed to get them written down so I'll cover those first

Thumbalina

I was thinking that Bruno would attempt to save darling. Thinking that they were another fae captured by a human. Darling explains the situation. It's revealed they're a fae who'd probably been taken far from their home. Bruno offers to take Darling back with him so they can be where they belong and get a pair of wings. Darling is hesitant on the idea and tells him they need a week to decide.

During that week two things could happen.

Another fae named doppio meets darling. Reader is unaware he's a dark fae, so when he asks them to help him and that he'll return them home straight after they agree non the wiser

Darling is discovered by Risotto after their mother leaves for an emergency and is quickly snatched away. Initially he's looking to sell them for money but soon starts to fall for them and decides to keep them for himself

Corpse bride

Honestly I think Fugo. He was born into a wealthy lifestyle but could not stand the family around him. Believed he'd found love but in reality it was all a set up that lead to his death.

Darling is forced into marrying into wealth but doesn't want to. Tries running away into the forest and comes in possession of the now cursed ring originally meant for that first love that causes him to awaken and subsequently gets trapped in the underworld.

Hansel and Gretel

Ok so reader initially ran and hid away in a town. During this she took in the three. Their upbringings similar to canon. Narancia is 10 and had an eye infection that Darling was trying to earn the money to treat. Giorno and Trish are 8.

After being found by their ex again they run in the forest in night. For what seems like hours they keep going until they find a house with a door wide open and lights on.

They all go inside and call out to the owner but no response. Darling would try to leave but it's evident that the kids are too tired to keep running. So Darling decides to tuck them into one of the beds and wait for the owner to explain, however they fall asleep shortly after.

Now it could be either or a poly situation with both.

Bruno would be more outwardly willing to help while Abbacchio though still helping would be a bit more stern.

Darling wakes up in the morning where they meet the house owner and explain the situation. They're offered the spare bedrooms to stay in. Darling initially refuses the offer as they have to keep running. The kids wake up and it's immediately noticed that narancias eye's swelling has reduced. And that is how Darling would be hooked into staying.

Aladdin

Darling and her family used to be farmers but after harsh heatwaves are left with little to nothing left and Diavolo the newly crowned sultan attempts to arrange a marriage with darling but due to their hatred of the new sultan they refuse. After stealing food from traders they're caught and imprisoned and Risotto confronts them. He explains that he too hates Diavolo and that if darling were to help him retrieve a powerful artifact that he would offer them enough riches to let their family live without working another day in their life when he takes over.

So darling agrees but only if he allows them ownership of a particularly expensive ring he has until he fulfills his end of the deal.

So darling helps Risotto grab the artifact, some old lamp that they don't see any purpose of. As they're about to leave Risotto attempts to help them escape but the floor caves beneath darling and they fall in and he leaves.

Awhile after darling is found by Giorno and Bruno who have ropes to help darling escape and bring them back into town. They reveal they're both royalty from another land who've come to try and establish a trade route. However upon entering town they're meet by Diavolo who quickly has darling arrested, telling them that they're luck they weren't attacked as they have a record of stealing from traders and the like. The lamp being left in the hands of the two.

Dracula

Bruno and darling come to transylvania after receiving a letter from count Nero who wants to relocate to London and help with selling the castle.

They arrive and discuss with the count. Bruno and darling discuss the state of the castle and come to the conclusion that sell to the count will be easy however it'd take some work to clean areas of the castle to get photos good enough to try and convince potential buyers.

They're warned not to leave the bedroom at night however one night darling hears a scream in the night. Bruno is still asleep so they investigate on their own. They encounter Risotto while he's feasting and is pretty much frozen in fear. The next morning Bruno finds that both his fiancee and the count are gone. Bruno investigates only to find a journal written by the count that reveals the truth.

Headless horsemen

(Have not watched sleepy hollow unfortunately)

Darling is an aspiring novelist who moves into a small town after getting inheritance. They hope that the local legends will fuel their inspiration. Locals warn them they shouldn't be outside at nightfall. They investigate one night and grabbed by who the locals refer to as the headless horseman and dragged into the thick fog.

Jekyll and Hyde

Bruno is a detective who is trying to solve a string of crimes connected to a mysterious Diavolo. Darling a close friend to both bruno and Doppio (though doppio and bruno are only acquainted) begins to get stalked and eventually kidnapped. Now Doppio needs to hide them away from investigators as if he doesn't Diavolo vow to ruin their lives.

Labyrinth

I'd probably say Diavolo is best for the role of Jareth. Honestly this one will probably be as close to the movie as it gets from me.

Legend

(Another one I unfortunately haven't see)

Giorno and darling are taking a stroll through the forest when all of a sudden the weather changes to a harsh snow storm and are separated. Darling stumbles across the scene of doppio and the unicorn, hearing what he says to himself they decide to follow the man back to the castle after hearing all that is needed they attempt to leave only to be caught by Doppio.

Originally locked in the dungeon she is eventually moved to a room in the castle and is free to wonder. Given various gifts with letters of proposal until Diavolo decides to meet her in person.

#yandere jjba #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere x reader #yandere #fairy tale au #yandere diavolo #yandere risotto #yandere bruno bucciarati #yandere abbacchio #yandere dio #yandere fugo

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yukidragon · 11 months

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What if there´s like a master x servant like relationship between Jack and MC? Like an MC that knows how to maintain control like a boss.

Honestly, I'd argue that they sort of have that relationship in the game already... only MC doesn't realize that they're basically Jack's master.

After all, a servant is dependent on a master for their livelihood and must be obedient and do whatever is asked of them. Jack literally can't do anything MC doesn't want him to do, and he depends on them to exist. Really, their situation seems to be a more extreme form of master x servant relationship.

I think that's a big part of why Jack isn't letting MC know about all the things that he can do. If he did, then they would likely have even more control over him.

Jack does love MC, and it seems like he doesn't mind serving their every need because he wants to feel needed by them. I imagine he would do whatever they asked of him even if they got very controlling and bossy about it, as long as that meant that they were his.

Of course, as we've seen from the BDSM test, Jack does lean towards being the dominant in a relationship. His spicy audio drama over on the SnaccPop Patreon does show signs of that desire to dominate MC in the things he says. (I highly recommend all who haven't listened to it do so since it's so good.) So it makes me think that the tighter MC pulls the leash on Jack, the more sneaky and secretive he's going to be in order to get away with things despite that control they have over him and his reality.

Jack's biggest strength is how clever and convincing he is. He is good at being manipulative and getting MC to do things for him, even being able to supernaturally make them feel good, as suggested in the "no" route. Regardless, it's still only influence and not actual control on his end, so, in the end, MC's choices will override his.

While I imagine Jack would try to reverse the roles to convince MC to surrender control to him, offering plenty of reasons and incentives to do so, if MC doesn't let him take control then he won't be able to. As long as they keep their head clear despite his temptations, they could maintain control over him indefinitely.

I don't think Jack would mind being controlled by MC considering how madly he's in love with them, but that doesn't mean he'll necessarily stop trying to slip himself into the dominant role of their relationship. This would especially true if MC is pursuing other love interests besides him. In that situation, he'll have to resort to heavier forms of manipulation, even if it results in unfortunate things happening. He can't risk losing his sunshine after all. I mean this is a yandere horror game. The more desperate this guy gets, the more blood we'll see, I'll wager.

Though I imagine that Jack might think that serving MC as his master forever would be a small price to pay if that meant that they would always love him, need him, and remember him.

I'm reminded of the Labyrinth movie's iconic line from Jareth the goblin king, "I ask for so little. Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave." Though in Jack's case I doubt he wants MC to fear him. After all, he did hide what he did to poor Nick for a reason...

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur

#Sunny Day Jack #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #SunnyDayJack #sdj #swwsdj #Headcanon Ramblings #Ask

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ihatethis1234 · 1 year

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༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ 𝐺𝑒𝑡 𝑇𝑜 𝐾𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑀𝑒♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

You can call me kai, vex or vexian, Kurt my pronouns are he/him, I'm a trans gay guy, my favorite song is in-a-gadda-da-vida by Iron Butterfly my favorite animal is a raccoons I'm a fan of ghost, rammenstien, queen, pink Floyd, the beatles, rob Zombie, alice cooper, misfits, bon jovi, mindless self indulgence, insane clown posse, and system of a down.

My favorite movies include, black christmas, Halloween, friday the 13th, house of a thousand corpses, scream, the boy, and Texas chainsaw massacre 1 and 2.

I am local to the Ohio area so my time zone is est/ eastern Standard time.

My favorite characters are choptop Sawyer, Bubba Sawyer, nubbins sawyer, micheal myers, Jason Voorhees, Billy lenz, Billy Loomis, and brahms heelshire.

My Spotify is 𝓥𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓪𝓷 you can copy it and search it in Spotify

I'm a Satanist

I am learning to speak german

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑡♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

~{Charaters}~

Alejandro -Cod

Argyle - Stranger Things

Billy Hargrove -Stranger Things

Billy Lenz -Black Christmas

Billy Loomis -Scream

Bo Sinclair - house of wax

Brahms Heelshire -The Boy

Bubba sawyer-Texas chainsaw massacre

Captain Spaulding-House Of A Thousand Corpses

ChopTop Sawyer-Texas chainsaw massacre 2

Corey Cunningham-Halloween Ends

Drayton Sawyer -Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Eddie Munson - Stranger Things

Gaz -Cod

Geralt - The Witcher

Ghost - Cod

Harry Warden - My Bloody Valentine

Jack in the box mascot - it obvious where he's from.

Jareth The Goblin King - Labyrinth

Jason Voorhees -Friday The 13Th

Jhon Price -Cod

könig -Cod

Lester -house of wax

Micheal Myers -Halloween

Nubbins Sawyer -Texas Chainsaw

Massacre

Otis Driftwood -House Of A Thousand Corpses

Secoundo - Ghost

Steve Harrington - Stranger Things

Thomas Hewitt -Texas Chainsaw

Massacre The Beginning

Vincent Sinclair - house of wax

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ 𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝐺𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑒♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

. Smut

. Fluff

. Angst

. Comfort

. Horror

{Smut dos}

. The characters on the list above

. Slow build

. Porn with plot

. Sub reader

. Survice Sub reader

. Male reader

. Cis male reader

. Trans male reader (ftm)

{Kinks i absolutely write for}

. Blood kinks

. BDSM

. Bondage

. Choking

. Overstim

. Edging

. Anything rough (minus rape)

. Body worship

. Sex to music (idk what it's called)

. Foreplay

. Knife play (non traumatic)

. Gun play (non traumatic)

. Size kink

. Masochic

. Sadistic

. Crying (non forced way)

. Mutual masturbation

. Soft sex

. Soft Dom characters allowed

. After care

. No after cares allowed to

. NSFW ABCs

. Headcanons

{Smut mabeys}

. Forced (as long as content I'd giving at some point)

. Stalking

(unless it's a slasher that does that)

{Smut donts}

. Piss kinks

. Fences kinks

. Feet kinks

. Pedophila

. pro ships

. Charater x character

. Necrophilia

. Death kinks

. Gun play (traumatic)

. Knife play (traumatic)

. Female reader

. Dom reader

. Asking me to write with a character that isn't on the list (goes for all) unless I reply say I will once I watch the series.

. Rape

. Pet play (it makes me uncomfy)

(You can ask me if I will write for a character tho if it's not on the list)

{Fluff/ comfort dos}

. Mental break down comfort

. Cuddling

. Dysphoria comfort

. Motivational

. Nightmare comfort

. After care fic

. Soft head cannons

{Angst dos}

. Readers death (reaction)

. Character death

. Injured

. Fainted

. Arguments

(That's all I can think of rn)

{Horror fics dos}

. Slasher character

. Yandere

. Murder

. Gore

. Kidnapping

. Death

. Killer reader

. Taunting

. Stalking

. 16-30 year old reader (if the reader is 16 there will probably not be smut unless it's like stu or somthing)

. Killer couple

. Ghost reader

I will writer for NonBinary reader 𝑏𝑢𝑡 it may take longer if requested.

Under no circumstances will a write for a female reader I will write ftm but not female

Also all female allied that have a fetish for gay relationships or reader yaoi may NOT interact with my posts you will be blocked.

Also

DO NOT ASK ME TO WRITE SMUT FOR MINORS!!

-Vexian❤️‍🔥

(Will add new characters as I watch more movies and shows)

#master list #michael myers x male reader #stu matcher #billy loomis #requests #slashers #stranger things

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palesweetscherryblossom · 9 months

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Ight, first post on this app.

I think that the yandere aspect of the MHA fantasy AU should honestly lean less towards the smutty aspect and more into the romantic aspect. Like yes I do enjoy a bit of filthy content every now and then but I wanna see more romance.

Like there was this trope in the 80s fantasy films where the main woman character is either captured or forced into a dream sequence and all the main villain wants to do is make her his queen and dance with her. Like I wanna see that! Also another trope is a kingdom abducting a princess so that she can marry their prince.

Like there are so many possibilities like Mr Compress as the goblin king from labyrinth or something. (I know y'all simps would go fucking feral if y'all saw him in the type of outfits the goblin king wears in that film.)

Also Spinner in a Princess and the Goblins type of story. (The movie is on YT btw.)

Or Shigaraki or Dabi as the Lord of Darkness from Legend!

Might write these concepts if I'm feeling like it.

#mha fantasy au #yandere spinner #yandere shigaraki #Yandere Dabi #mha #yandere mha

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little-mouse-gardens · 6 months

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Yandere fae turtles

Random au idea that popped up in my head

Yan turtles spider wick chronicles au? Based on a random scenario i wrote involving my ocs while listening to music from pans labyrinth and the spider wick soundtrack

Also tagging @lexiechr , @souperwrites and @radicallxser, thanks for inspiring these headcannons!

Warning : Mentions of violence, blood, murder, unhealthy relationships, manipulation, kidnapping (I do not condone this behavior in real life. this is only for entertainment purposes only)

Reader moves into an old cottage in the woods and begins renovating it. Like has the ideas layed out on the table and everything.

However, as they move in and begin renovations for their dream cottage…..reader notices something’s…off

Maybe it’s the way the breeze blows likes its whispering their name, or the odd sensation of being watch, but things keep getting stranger.

- Such as things going missing (milk, honey, baked goods, gadgets and gizmos, soft blankets and clothes)

- new expensive items or just things reader wanted appearing on their doorstep with little notes, their garden is blooming in winter. little protective charms start being put up mysteriously, weak stuff to keep the smaller nuisances away. jewelry, coats, and robes with strand symbols.

Though the most worrying is the fact that the chickens they keep around are terrified of the forest at night. The birds usually so bold to follow you around are literally petrified to go past a seemingly invisible line that circles the entire house.

Eventually reader discovers the attic of an old professor who was an expert in fae and nymphology after multiple wierd events keep happening around their house. Oddly, a few pages of the journal are missing in the back. However they do take the time to skim over the books contents and discover they may have a fae Problem.

So, reader deals with problem accordingly.

Learning how to properly but politely decline the gifts left on your porch. Putting up charms of protection and making sure everything is cleansed properly. Even going as far as to leave tiny offerings just outside of the edge of the forest to distract whoever or whatever was doing this.

Lining their house with stones, to ensure that there’s a barrier between your home and the fae.

Though reader reads back on the journey and realizes some forms of offering or giving trinkets can be interpreted as courting……oops

Things get worse.

dead birds and other things start being dropped on your door step, the salt gets blown away in strong gusts of wind from the forest

Just a whole slew of the things that make reader worry about their safety. So they decide to read the professors journals in order to seek answers. Oddly, they notice some of the pages are missing…..

Not realizing they have caught the eyes of the four gaurdians of the forest who all seek to capture them and make reader theirs.

Page by page and day by, reader learns more of who could be behind this never ending line of mysterious events. Especially with the help of mayhem, a small fae they discovered living in the attic who properly helps them learn more about the four kings of the fae and the forest covered mountains.

Reader notices mayhem bringing back things such as adder stones and old pages from the journal during the day, but remaining hidden inside when nightfall comes. Using the adder stones to let mayhem chase of pesky goblins and pixies tormenting their poor chickens.

One day, four handsome strangers arrive in town. Four turtle mutants who each seem particularly affectionate and fond of reader whenever they stop by or run into eachother. Flirting, praises, ect. Yet when they visit they never cross the line of stones.

The brothers come by on occasion, or rather frequently, but are strange around the house and insist on being chilavalorous and being invited in

Not once.

They hang out at the edge of your circle of stones. Often ask if you want to go for a late night walk or to invite them inside your home. ***Don’t. Do. It***

Either they wont leave, or you’ll disappear. And don’t give them your name under any circumstances.

Reader, having studied the journals and noticing mayhems aggression towards them, sense something off with the mysterious strangers who seem to shower them in attention and gifts. So, reader goes back home one evening and spends most of the night piecing together that journal

Page by page and using the old, pencil over some seemingly blank paper to reveal its hidden message indented into parchment. All the while they hear the noises of whispers on the wind. Affectionate but manipulative praises of love to come outside and be with them.

Reader doesn’t fall for it.

And eventually reader discovers the true identities of the turtles once mayhem helps them glue the last page inside.

So, by the fireplace with mayhem protectively flopped over by the front door, reader reads up on the boys true identity’s. Quietly going over the inked lettering bit by but until they’ve remembered everything. Even about the four higher-ups above, the court of four Kings with the same names as the regular four Kings. though reader just refers to the court of four Kings as the peepaws for a bit of comedy relief.

- Raphael : prince of the trolls, giants, often a brute to those who cross him. Steals soft blankets, plush toys and just anything he deems worthy to add to his space of comfort. His den of blankets and nest of comforts. Never cross him, steal what’s his or mess with his brothers unless you want to be brutally beaten to death by a mutant with the strength of a giant. He was the one to take old plushies, pillows, blankets from your home Before your began setting up protective charms

- Leonardo and Donatello : princes of the goblins, hobgoblins and boggarts. A dangerous duo, both together and separated they are cunning. Donnie is calculating and clever, no one has yet to match his genius and will torture those who don’t give him offerings of precious metals of human gadgets. Leonardo is a charming almost smug fae, he’s clever and manipulative to a fault with expensive tastes, he has his ways of getting what he wants and torture is one of them, though his preferred method is illusion and mind games. Leaving old consoles or expensive items outside your house and they’re quickly snatched up by the pair or their people

- Finally there is Michelangelo : princes of the fairies, pixies, brownies and smaller fae who use their creativity and affection to lure their victims. A tad bit spoiled despite his sweet and bubbly demeanor. He will throw a fit for the ages when he doesn’t get what he wants. Appease him with sweets and art supplies if you must. However his sweetness is only reserved for those he wants to reserve it for……I’m not going to say what his methods of disposing of victims are, let’s just say it’s too traumatic for the minds of mankind

It’s suffice to say, a lot of readers items go missing. Got a painting or art supply you left in sight of the window? Suddenly it’s plastered all over Mikey’s own nest. Jewelry that’s broken? Patched up and apart of each of the boys attire. Although important items to reader that they care a lot about are always returned before the end of the day

mayhem usually takes trips outside to find it. Stealing it right from under the boys noses and scampering back to readers house with stolen goods in their jaws.

Occasionally readers neighbor April pops on by to help out. She’s nice….something feels off but she’s nice nonetheless. Though the protective fae circle is slightly crooked in some spots after she leaves.

But once reader is prepared to deal with the boys, they start sitting out on their porch at night. Humming a random tune to their favorite song and quietly making satchets to hang in the doorways. Leaving offerings for smaller fae just outside of the circle. Making sure to make eye contact with any of the bois if they decide to come closer from the treeline.

And they do. They’re head over heels for this person. So of course they would approach, Each ones words Filled with nothing but loving compliments and promises to make reader their partner. To have them rule by their side over their domain.

They live gifts outside the circle, making sure reader sees each of them doing it. they grin and blow kisses, stalking around the circle

That is until they see one of their brothers. It either ends in them having a stare off and duke it out. They’d politely sabotage each other’s gift. Larger gifts over shadowing smaller ones. Making their gifts more eye catching to reader.

sometimes, reader will occasionally tease them back. Saying that it wouldn’t be too bad if they went with one of them on certain conditions. Which practically redoubles the boys efforts to woo their new potential partner. All the while reader goes into sage the house with mayhem glaring at the turtles from the front porch steps.

And each of the boys subjects defiantly do their best to try and help out their king.

Trolls and larger fae sent to help repair readers house

Goblins, and boggarts sent to fetch reader new clothes, expensive objects or things reader likes

Pixies, fairies and brownies to finish house chores, redecorate and replenish the home

All of whom are attempting to convince and argue reader should marry their prince. How their prince would be the perfect husband, how the other fae would love to help reader get settled into their new home in the forest, ect.

Just when reader thinks it couldn’t be more crazy. That’s when they finally catch the eyes of the four kings, previous princes now grown. (Aka the future turtles)

Much more powerful than the princess and certainly more menacing. Handsome, Bigger, more decked out in lavish clothes and jewelry, and covered in scars From fights and other events in their long lives.

Their colors may be a bit more faded than their younger counterparts but they make up for it in sheer presence.

Each one of them absolutely adore reader and are delighted the empty throne by their side will be filled with a loving partner to share their lives with and spoil. Perhaps, just potentially, that nursery in that beautiful sunny spot in the woods could be filled with the soft cries and giggles of an heir they Could care for with tenderness and love.

Now, reader must deal with eight admirers, all of which have tricks of their sleeves.

Much more expensive gifts and even more gestures of goodwill…..

Including leaving young Casey, king Leonardo’s son, in the care of reader. The young boy left on readers porch and convinced this was his new parent he was supposed to bring back home to his family.

Reader almost fell for the whole ‘my dad’s hurt in the woods’ trick, if it wasn’t for the fact mayhem and the chickens kept staring out into the treeline. Watching Leonardo smirking from the shadows with anticipation.

So, reader trusts their gut, and just decides to take the little toddler in and raise them as their own. Feeds him, reads him stories, lullaby’s, plays with him. Ect.

However reader has to constantly remind him not to remove the new protections on the cottage. Though the boy always breaks down in tears and reader always tells him it’s okay and not to do it again. Though when his parent is asleep, he speaks to his fathers and uncles about why his ‘parent’ won’t come home with them and what was he doing wrong.

Eventually, since the peepaws can break through the barriers, reader must go off into the woods to get some random flowers for a wreath they were making. Taking Casey on a small trek into the woods just when the satchets finally wear off.

Giggling and whispers can be heard beckoning reader to the woods over the sound of Casey going on about how happy he was to finally be with his parent, ect.

In the blink of an eye and before mayhem can reach them, reader is whisked off by one of the turtles. Never to be seen again.

Waking up in one of the eights domains of with one of the turtles snuggled up to them. Murmuring about they’ll be so happy there with them, and how they’ll shower them with love and gifts so they can never leave.

Escaping them will be difficult, and after the impromptu wedding. Reader must play the part until the opportunity to escape and rid themselves of the immortality they’ve been granted.

But be warned

They will hunt you down once you do

And you better hope you can make it out of town before they do find you

#yandere donnie #yandere leonardo #yandere raphael #yandere michelangelo #yandere rottmnt #yandere future Leonardo #yandere future Donatello #yandere future Raphael #yandere future Michelangelo #rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt raph #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt au #fae au #rottmnt #tmnt headcanons #headcanon

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