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pastelvelvett-2nd · 7 months

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Hello there I seen your wrote for Harvey from sdv, I’m not sure if what other sdv characters you will write for but I was wondering if I could request yan!sebastian x gn!Willing!reader. Just some stuff on what type of ya deer he is and how he would act with a so who is ok with his yandere tendencies. Sorry if this sounds confusing at all

Hello! Thank you for reading my Harvey fic!!

It doesn't sound confusing at all, don't worry about it. ^^ I present to you: ✨the yandere emo boy✨

Trigger warnings are, as always, in the tags!

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Yandere!Sebastian x GN!Willing!Reader

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Sebastian would be the type to take a while to warm up to you.

At first, Sebastian didn't think too much of you. He had absolutely no clue why you would decide to move here of all places when you already lived in a place he dreamed to live in. He was a bit jealous, to be frank.

Surprisingly enough, you kept visiting and talking to him, despite his aloof behavior the first time you spoke. The more you'd chat, the more he'd understand your perspective and what drove you to leave the hubub of the city. He began to get to know you better, and you seemed to want to do the same in turn.

Sebastian started awaiting your visits with bated breath, and when you did arrive, he acted a lot less cold than he initially did. He started being more open, and the two of you even shared some of his geeky interests. Your hangout sessions became his favorite part of the day.

With you, he was open and friendly. There was nothing he wouldn't share.

He realized something. How open he was... It's wasn't the norm. A person only shows certain facets of themselves to another. That's the way he used to function, and everyone else seemed to tick the same way. Surely, other people must know other sides of you that he wasn't familiar with.

There were many things he wouldn't find out about you. The thought made him feel sick to his stomach like little else did.

Sebastian would be the type to eventually begin stalking you.

This way, he'd get to know you in a deeper way he ever could just by listening to information you'd offer him. He'd follow you around town, watching as you'd go shopping or talk to the villagers. Sometimes you'd even go drinking on fridays and play videogames on the arcade machines with Sam.

You seemed close to Sam.

Sebastian would be the type to cut anyone off without a second thought, anyone that isn't you.

As much of a loner as Sebastian already was, he gradually talked to Abigail less and less, and Sam... He stopped talking to him alltogether.

Sebastian would be the type to want to do awful things to someone he once called a close friend, all because of you.

He couldn't stand the sight of him anymore, which was a shame, because it seemed like the two of you spent more and more time together.

Sam obviously noticed his change of behavior, and so did you. Sam first tried talking to Sebastian about it, but a curt "I'm busy right now" and a dirty look from him made it clear that he wasn't quite as willing to talk.

When Sam saw Sebastian following you around town, he obviously went and told you about it. You seemed to react... A lot less scared than he expected you to?

"I'll talk to him about it. Don't worry." You told Sam, though he didn't think you talking to him would ease his worries any bit. He practically begged you to talk to tell the police, but you assured him you would take care of it. Sam eventually gave in, albeit reluctantly.

You visited Sebastian like you usually would, acting completely normal as if you never found out he had been stalking to you. If you didn't bring the topic up, then he would've never known that you knew, but you did exactly that.

You confronted him about it.

In such a calm and casual way, Sebastian thought he was dreaming or hallucinating.

You explained that you knew everything. You left out who told you and just said you caught on to it on your own, just to be safe.

You explained you had no problem with it. Sebastian didn't believe you at first. He was upset that you would lie to him.

But you assured him of your honesty. You truly didn't mind. Sebastian's eyes widened, now believing you.

He loved you before this an abnormal amount, but somehow, hearing this made him love you even more.

Sebastian would be the type to build a shrine to you.

He adored you. So much. He felt so grateful that you would accept even this... Intense side of him, so grateful that you treated him with so much love. So happy that you apparently liked him enough to ask him out.

Yes, despite him being head over heels for you, he was too shy to ask. Eventually he would, of course, but you made this so much easier for him.

And you, on the inside, didn't just tolerate his obsessive attention, but you were even pretty flattered about it. Not something you'd directly admit to him, of course.

Neighbors would urge you to not involve yourself with him, but you didn't listen.

Sebastian would be the type to only kill if he considered it necessary.

It wouldn't be out of guilt. Murder came with a lot of complications. Sebastian, being a calculated person that always thinks before he acts wouldn't give in to his violent urges. Except for when he had to, of course.

He just hoped there would be no need for it.

#a bite🍰#tw: stalking #tw: obsessive behavior #tw: thoughts of violence #tw: yandere #yandere stardew valley #stardew valley #yandere sdv #yandere sdv x reader #yandere sdv imagines #yandere sebastian sdv #yandere sebastian imagines #yandere sebastian x reader #yandere sebastian sdv imagines #yandere x willing reader

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iicheeze · 1 year

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“ Please break up with me. ”

“ ... Excuse me? ”

“ Please break up with me. ”

“ Why? If this is about last week, we already went through with it- ” “ It's- It's not just that!! ”

. . .

“ Don't raise your voice at me. ”

“ I'm - I'm sorry. ”

“ Why do you want to break up with me? I did everything I could for you. I gave you my attention, my affection, my time, my everything. So, why? ”

“ You always seem distracted, even at our dates. You smile so much brighter around other people. Everytime I get upset, you always somehow point fingers at me when it's your faul- ” “ My fault? ”

“ How? How is it my fault? I apologized, I made it up to you. You're the one being an ungrateful brat. ”

“ ... ” “ I see. I see it now. ” “ What? ”

“ You're trying to get rid of me so you can be with [Favorite Character]. ” “ Excuse me?! ”

“ I see the way you look at them. Don't act stupid now. You've been fucking with them behind my back. And I let you had your fun, but clearly you forgot your place. ” “ I've never!! - ”

“ Looks like I've spoiled you too much into thinking you can do whatever you want. You are not breaking up with me. Not now, not ever. ” “ What?! No! I'm leaving! ”

“ Leaving? No, you aren't. ” “ Wh- The door's locked! ” “ Looks like the dumb ditz finally figured out a way to use their brain. ”

“ You're not leaving me. You're mine. You've decided to be mine ever since you got into a relationship with me. Don't even try to escape. ”

“ Resistance is futile with me. So try to soften up, dearie. The drug will take effect soon. ”

Genshin Impact;

Kamisato Ayato, Scaramouche, Yae Miko, Raiden Shogun, Pantalone, Diluc, Albedo, Alhaitham, Cyno, Kokomi (??), Eula, Yelan, Shenhe, all the fatui harbingers tbh 💀

Stardew Valley;

Shane, Elliot (Kinda but softer ig), Sebastian, Alex, Haley

Obey Me! Shall We Date;

Lucifer, Raphael, Belphegor, Satan, Leviathan (in a more jealous way yk)

author's note || HAHA I TRICKED YALL TO THINKING UR BOUTTA READ ANGST WHEN ITS ACTUALLY YANDERE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

I would add more fandoms but 2 of them r all high schoolers so..... ye 💀

also the white fonts r the character you depict, and orange font is you 😘‼️

#genshin impact #yandere genshin x male reader #yandere genshin x gender neutral reader #yandere genshin x female reader #yandere genshin impact x gender neutral reader #yandere genshin impact x female reader #yandere genshin impact x male reader #yandere obey me #yandere obey me x reader #yanderecore #yandere imagines #yandere stardew valley #yandere sdv #yandere #yeo rants

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yanderemommabean · 21 days

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Heyhey I'm new here and happened to stumble upon your yandere Mr. Qi post and am AGGRESSIVLEY asking you for more Qi content 😭😫 I am F E R A L for that blue man and your writing is wonderful

I like to think he's more of a puppet master than he lets on. Maybe he has some eyes on you and your day to day rather than just when you visit the island, the mines or the desert.

I know he has stalker tendencies in him, as well, just play the game and you'll get the vibe too. The way he says things, how he sends letters, how he rewards you, it's very good fuel for some yandere ideas.

I feel he'd be bit into the whole chase, seeing how far he can push you or how long you think you can "escape" him. Very "You're in a cage but I'll let you think you can get away"

-Mommabean

#mommabean #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere stardew valley #yandere male #yandere mr qi #mr qi sdv

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autumnywinter · 8 days

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thoughts on yandere merman elliott. NOW /hj

FDAIURHFAUIHFUIAHFIAHEI

I forgot how much of a monsterfucker I am 😭 here's a lil scenario I made in my head. Also since these are all headcanons, I now headcanon Willy owns a truck for the sake of convenience. Just like I headcanon Elliott's cabin is bigger and has more furniture than it actually does lol.

Also I kinda imagine merman Elliott to be slightly different from regular Elliott. Less naturally charming and more comparable to an eager to please golden retriever.

You often fish at the dock by the sea, and Elliott curiously watches you from a distance. He's wary of any humans that aren't Willy, but something about you enraptures him.

He asks Willy about you, being the only human who knows of his existence. Willy tells him what he knows about you, thinking it's sweet he has an obvious lil crush on you.

The more Elliott learns, the more he becomes obsessed. Slowly but surely, he'll work up the courage to talk to you, when it's darker out and you're the only human at the beach. If you freak out, he'll apologize profusely and try to calm you down.

Once you start talking more regularly, Elliott starts begging for you to join him in the water. He'll take it as an opportunity to cuddle you and float around with you on him like a sea otter with its baby

But soon that won't become enough for him. When you start getting more busy, he'll become upset.

What are you doing instead of spending time with him?? Who are you talking to instead of him???

He starts begging you to take him to your home with you, but of course you shut down the idea pretty quickly. He's offended and hurt, but doesn't let it show.

Then he gets an idea. If he could convince Willy to put him in the bed of his truck and drive him to your house, then everything will work out! He could easily convince him that this was already something he talked out with you beforehand.

And his plan works! He shows up on your doorstep.

Y/n:

Elliott: Hello!! :) Are you happy to see me, my love?

Y/n: You gotta be kidding me...

You reluctantly welcome him into your home, and Elliott is fascinated with everything, but most of all, you. He's clumsily crawling up the couch and pulling you into his arms, getting upset when you insist he sleeps in the bathtub.

He's also extremely fascinated with your anatomy. That's what he insists anyway, when he's being a little too touchy.

Most nights, you'll wake up with him holding you, tail wrapped around you as much as it can be, just to hold you close to him.

Whenever you leave, he either dramatically mopes or gets slightly accusatory, whether you're dating or not. As long as you reassure him, he'll let it go, but he'll always be a hater of whoever you choose to spend your time with when you both could be cuddling and watching tv with him instead.

Very fascinated with human media and inventions. Learns a lot of songs he views as romantic. 100% hums 'I Don't Want to Set the World on Fire' to you.

When you do start dating, he becomes even MORE clingy and flirtatious. Praises you for the smallest things, giving you at least a 1000 kisses a day.

Since he learns how to use phones, he's often calling Willy. Tells him to collect some seashells and drop them off while you're gone. He totally makes a necklace out of them and gives it to you, a matching one for himself to show you're officially mates now!

He's not very dangerous as a yandere already, so as a merman he'd be even less so, but he still is just as possessive and obsessive.

He has a harder time masking his creepy behavior since he's never interacted with anyone to really tell him off, nor has he witnessed others doing the same. May ask Willy for more ideas on how to woo you.

Overall, he's still a romantic and possessive/obsessive as ever. Just has much less shame as he normally would.

#answered ask #yandere #yandere elliott #elliott sdv #sdv elliott #stardew elliott #stardew valley #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #sdv #yandere merman #can imagine elliott kicking his nonexistent legs as he rants about how amazing you are over the phone #and willy exasperatedly listening to it all with his fuckgin nokia or something

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pastelvelvett · 11 months

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Aaaa I'm so sorry it took so long But here it is, a Yandere!Harvey x reader, as requested by the lovely @lucienbarkbark! Also, hope everyone's having a great pride month!! I may or may not be preparing a lil something for that, who knows 👉👈

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Yandere!Harvey x Gn!Sick!Reader

The more the both of you spent time together, the more attached the doctor would find himself to you. The more details he had about your past life in the city, your life right now, and the things that you liked and disliked, the more he'd find himself hanging onto every word you spoke. While Harvey definitely had a good memory, knowing so many facts about one person was definitely unusual for him. He loved everything about you, so much so that he memorized every single thing you divulged to him without even trying.

But as the minutes passed, his concern grew, eventually to the point that he was such a bundle of nerves that he had to go over to your farm to check if you were okay. As much as he wanted to stay calm, all that he could think about were the nearly infinite possibilities of what could've happened to you, and a lot of the ones he could think of were pretty far on the grim side. A part of him still knew full well that he was probably just overreacting, but the slightest possibility of you being hurt was too much for him to handle.

Harvey, with heart beating at an accelerated rhythm, shakily knocked at your wooden door. Much to his relief, he heard your voice from inside. Even though he did think your voice was slightly hoarse, all he could think about was how relieved he was you were okay, perfectly safe inside your home.

"Come in!" You said. Harvey didn't hesitate to, eager to see you after the maybe (definitely) disproportionate scare he just had. Once he opened the door to your farmhouse, he was quick to spot you laying in bed, snuggled into you blanket. A blush dusted his cheeks, finding the image adorable. He felt like seeing you comforted him even more than hearing you did. Now that he was calmer, he pretty easily noticed that your nose had reddish hue and that you were sniffling every so often. 'Ah... So you had a cold, that's why they didn't come.' Harvey thought to himself.

"Y/N! Hi! Ahah... It's a bit embarassing, but I was a bit worried about you, you know?" Harvey awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. You greeted him cheerfully, motioning towards your chair with a smile. Until that moment he was awkwardly standing in front of the exit, feeling like coming further inside without instruction from you could possibly be rude. Another thing he overthought, it seemed. He sat himself in your comfortable chair, noticing how your pretty lips formed a frown as you ruminated on his words.

"Oh... I'm really sorry Harvey. I didn't mean to worry you. Honestly, I kinda lost the track of time... I've been really sick since yesterday, my head's a lil hazy-" You explained, interrupted by your (admittedly very cute) sneeze. Harvey's brows knitted together, not really liking the fact that you implied that you were going to go out in your current state if only you didn't forget what time it was.

"You don't need to apologize. I'm just glad nothing bad happened to you." Harvey let out a sigh. You were too kind and considerate even when you didn't have to be. "...Besides, it really wouldn't have been a good idea to go out when you have a cold. You need all the rest you can get." Without realizing it, he switched to the tone he'd normally use when talking to patients about their health, this resulting in a lighthearted chuckle from you. He looked down in your directiin, puzzled as to why you were laughing.

"Nothing, just that... You turned on doctor mode there. You're real cute, Harv, you know that?" The nickname you've never used before plus the unexpected compliment equaled a very, very flustered Harvey. His cheeks set ablaze, trying to fumble his way through forming a sentence to very poor results. "T-Thanks... I think...? Gosh, don't say stuff like that. You're going to make me even redder than your face is right now." He breathed in to calm himself down. "Speaking of which..." The brown haired man got up from his seat, walking up to the bed with a straight face. When Harvey pressed the back of his hand against your forehead, in awe at how smooth, and incredibly hot, your face felt. He found himself melting at the contact, and maybe he would've lost himself in it if your temperature wasn't so concerning. He was sure that if he held his hand on your forehead for much longer than it would literally melt him aswell as figuratively.

"Gah, you're hot so hot...! A-Ah, wait, no I mean- In the temperature sense, of course. Not that you're not just-" Thankfully for Harvey, you mercifully cut him off, assuring him that you understood what he meant from the get-go. "R-Right. Well..." Harvey cleared his throat, removing his hand from your forehead and straightening his back. "Do you have any paracetamol? Or anything else that could help with your fever?" You shook your head no. "Okay, I'll have to bring you some then!"

"Only if you're quick. I'll miss you too much." You gave Harvey a playful grin. He really wasn't sure if you teasing him like this was only meant as playful banter, or a sign that he wouldn't irreparably screw things up if he went and told you how he felt. But that was something he didn't want to linger on in that moment. He had to take care of you, afterall. Harvey gave you nod and a smile, turning towards the door. But before he could walk off he heard your voice again. "Wait! Would... Would it be okay if you stayed over a bit to make me some soup? You told me before that you're really good at cooking, and I've been really excited to try it out! Sorry if it's rude of me to ask you instead of you offering..." Harvey's heart skipped at your request, feeling the slightest bit nervous at the prospect of you tasting his cooking.

"Ah, not at all. You're sick. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't at least treat you with some soup?" And with that, he began preparing you your food. Sounds of chatter between you and Harvey mixed in with that of cutting vegetables and stirring. It was a comfortable, intimate atmosphere. It made Harvey imagine how it would be like to live with you and have this dynamic every single day. He couldn't help but be excited for the future. Maybe he was just convincing himself everything would turn over well because not having the future he imagined wouldn't be something he could handle. He didn't know for sure, but in that moment what was once worry turned into (perhaps misplaced) confidence that things would go over well. All he had to do was find the right time, you'd understand him and feel the same.

As the minutes passed, your conversatiin fizzled out into an equally comfortable silence. When Harvey announced that he finished your meal with an excited tone he expected some sort of response from you, but confusingly enough, he didn't receive any. With brows furrowed, he turned his head in your direction. His brown eyes first fell on your closed ones, then your slightly agape lips, and lastly your chest that rose and fell at a steady rhythm. Your peaceful sleeping face was a sight for sore eyes. You worked so tirelessly on a daily basis, and while he knew you enjoyed what you did, he couldn't help but be worried about you constantly. As much as he admired your determination, overworking yourself like that clearly didn't do any wonders for your health. He sighed, wishing you could listen to your body just a little more often.

Harvey left the bowl of soup where it was, deciding he would heat it up for you once you woke up. He took the opportunity to bring you the meds he was planning to bring, placing them on the end table next to your bed with a cup of water. Something he didn't really plan to bring alongside the medicine but ended up bringing anyway was his trusty camera. He knew it wasn't right. There was no way you would be okay with him taking pictures of you while you were asleep, and he knew that him aknowledging but still doing it made him an even worse person. But by Yoba, he couldn't help it. He wanted, and felt like he needed, to keep seeing your sleeping face even tonight after he'd go home. Waking up next to you could be a far future, and he wanted to have you with him while he slept in some way. After he was done taking several pictures from multiple angles, he stuffed the camera in his pocket. He really, really hoped you would never find out about this. Because he loved you more than anything and anyone, and he wanted you to feel the same more than anything.

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finalboyyy · 2 years

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waistbasket (yandere!sam/reader) (nsft)

just to be clear sam is an adult the last line is meant in a silly way he's like 20!! also i crossposted this

yandere!sam (stardew valley)

sams stolen a few of your clothes and now he's having fun with them

cw: yandere content, nsft

The room is filled with heavy breathing, soft gasps and moans, and the creaking of the bed shifting under weight. The sheets cling to the corners of the bed for dear life as the man resting on top of the mattress disg his heels into it. Sam's vody is spread out over his bed, his pants clumsily discarded to some corner of the floor while he holds his shirt tight between his teeth. A futile attempt to silence himself. After all... how could he be quiet thinking about you?

Your under shirt had "gone missing" earlier that week. You didn't remember if you had accidentally thrown it out or not so you chocked it up to forgetfulness. You'll get another. You hadn't noticed the night you came home from the mines, exhausted and bloody, that everything in your house had been rifled through. A pair of your worn underwear had been stolen too.

Now here was the culprit alone in his room, your sweat and blood stained undershirt held against his nose. His hand worked his shaft over at a rate that just wasn't satisfying enough. His heels dug into the sheets getting a grip as he thrust his hips to the air. A low whine filling the room. More. Sam needed more. He was desperate for your eyes on him staring with adoration, your voice calling his name and begging for more, your hands calloused from farm work gripping him like he did himself. All he wanted was you.

He took a deep breath soaking in your scent. The hand around his weeping cock tightened it's grip as he forced himself not to ruin it yet. More. He needed more. His hips quickly went back to desperately fucking into his hand.

"Fuck baby... (Y/N) you take me so well." Sam's hand moved trying to keep up with his thrusts but ultimately failing any sort of rhythm. Too desperately horny from the edging for anything cohesive.

"That's it baby. You're mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine." The words repeated like a prayer to you, begging you to be his.

"Gonna fill you. Gonna mark you so deep. Fuck baby." Sam's desperate grunts and moans were only muffled by your clothes he had buried in his face.

"Fuck. Fuck. Mine. My (Y/N). Fuck. You're mine." He became more incoherent devolving into moaning your name and the word 'mine' over and over.

He couldn't force himself not to cum anymore, the urge too desperate. His legs were shaking as he held his hips in the air, spurts of thick white cum spilled out from him. More leaked down his cock and mixed with his precum. His body began to come down from his high, still shaking from how good it felt. His cock twitched, going limp against his thigh. Sam's mind was completely empty for a good minute, nothing but your sweet scent in his senses.

When he came back from reality, even with his legs feeling like jelly, he began to clean himself up. He always had lots of tissues ready. He started wiping off himself and his sheets before he hid your stolen undershirt. Once his body was cleaned and evidence of his sins all discarded in his wastebin Sam pulled out your stolen underwear.

Despite how spent his body was his cock still twitched in delight seeing the garments that had touched you so intimately. He brought the underwear to his face and breathed in your scent until he was lightheaded, swimming in you. Then with his cock already stiff and leaking again, he slipped your underwear on. It was tighter on him only because of how small you were comparatively. The way it gripped him so snugly, his thighs, his aching cock. It was so easy to imagine it was you, he was so close to you he was inside you. He rubbed his hand over the bulge that was being forced down. He couldn't jerk off again but it was too much not to atleast absorb all of you while he could.

"Soon... (Y/N) I promise..."

The next day you had dropped by in the morning to deliver a meal for Jodi, something to give her a break from some of her chores. While you were there you went to see Sam who was practicing in his room. You were looking around his bookshelf, wandering closer to his dresser when...

"Hey. Please don't look in there." He was motioning to his waist basket. From a cursory glance you could see tissues. Oh, well... he is still a growing boy after all.

#yandere #stardew valley imagines #sam stardew valley #stardew valley x reader #yandere x you #yandere x reader #sdv imagines #sdv x reader #gender neutral reader

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sugar-omi · 7 months

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HELLO HELLO<333 i totally forgot to prepare for kinktober so.. be patient w me but i have some JUICY STUFF!!

honestly, this is just one big excuse to write everything that's been on my mind/in my drafts <333 or answer some requests cuz my inbox is constantly at 30+ messages... which i love but also wowowow

anyway, general tags/info about the fics..

+ gender of reader will vary. but i will try to keep it gender neutral

+ additionally, i will add tags for dom or sub/switch, bottom, or top reader

* anything without those tags will be added later. some are subject to change as i write 👍

+ the fics might be more like drabbles/imagines than one shots, which is tough but imma be writing the whole month so :,)

+ some fics have separate characters in the same scenario, but others have multiple characters in one scenario. here's how to tell the difference:

multiple x reader: [ A + B ]

separate x reader: [A / B]

* all of these are character(s) x reader

+ lastly, all kinktober posts from me will be tagged with '#sugar-omi kinktober' for easy find ;) you're welcome <3

+ ! you can find all these fics here: on ao3

DAY ONE — Breeding | bottom + fem/afab reader | [ DEREK ] ➔ link

DAY TWO — Collaring | dom/switch reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY THREE — Daddy/Mommy kink | bottom + fem/afab reader | [ DEREK / COVE ] ➔ link

DAY FOUR — Monsterfucking | bottom + fem/afab reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY FIVE — Shibari | gn + dom/top reader | [ BAXTER ] ➔ link

DAY SIX — Cross-dressing | gn + dom/top reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY SEVEN — Feminization | gn + dom/top reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY EIGHT — Neighbors-with-Benefits | bottom + gn reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY NINE — Feet + Degradation | dom/top + gn reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY TEN — Praise | dom/bottom + gn reader | [ CLIFF ] ➔ link

DAY ELEVEN — Size Difference + Handjob | dom/top + gn reader | [ DEREK ] ➔ link

DAY TWELVE — Lactating + Titfucking | bottom + fem/afab reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY THIRTEEN — Car Sex | gn + bottom reader | [ CLIFF ] ➔ link

DAY FOURTEEN — Spanking | gn + dom/top reader | [ BAXTER ] ➔ link

DAY FIFTEEN — Omegaverse | bottom & top reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY SIXTEEN — Face sitting/Cunnilingus | fem/afab reader | [ COVE / BAXTER / DEREK / CLIFF] ➔ link

DAY SEVENTEEN — Fingering | bottom/sub + fem/afab reader [ COVE / BAXTER ] ➔ link

DAY EIGHTEEN — Threesome | bottom reader | [ COVE + SEBASTIAN (sdv)] ➔ link

DAY NINETEEN — Double Penetration | top/dom + gn reader | [ COVE + DEREK] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY — Panty Stealing | dom + fem/afab yandere!reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY-ONE — Eggs | top + gn reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY-TWO — Thigh Grinding | bottom reader | [ BAXTER ] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY-THREE — Roleplay/"Cheating" | bottom reader | [ BAXTER ] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY-FOUR — Blindfold + Edging/Overstim | dom/top reader | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY-FIVE — Somnophilia | [ BAXTER ] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY-SIX — BDSM | bottom reader | [ BAXTER ] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY-SEVEN — Deepthroat | bottom reader - demon × priest AU | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY-EIGHT — Exhibitionism | bottom reader - Rockstar AU | [ COVE ] ➔ link

DAY TWENTY-NINE — Sugar Daddy AU | bottom reader | [ COVE / BAXTER ] ➔ link

DAY THIRTY — Sweat/Scent kink | bottom reader | [ DEREK ] ➔ link

DAY THIRTY-ONE — Gangbang | bottom reader | [ Cove + Baxter + Derek] ➔ link

#our life: beginnings & always #olba #kinktober #cove holden #baxter ward #derek suarez #cliff holden #smut #cove holden smut #baxter ward smut #derek suarez smut #cliff holden smut #our life smut

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clownholemcfannywhistle · 2 months

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Hate Fucking (SDV Yandere!Elliott x Mean!Reader) ; MDNI

Minors, do not interact!!!

Content warnings: Obsessive/yucky/stalkerish behavior, love confessions, a tiny bit of first time fetishization, hate fucking (obviously), mean reader humiliating Elliott lol

From the minute you arrived in Pelican Town, Elliott was a nuisance. You weren't sure why the simple fact of his existence enraged you so much, but damn, you couldn't stand the fucker. Maybe it was the way he introduced himself.

"Why, hello! You must be the new farmer with whom everyone has been so anxious to become acquainted! I'm Elliott. Charmed," and he even lifted your hand to his stupid, soft lips and kissed your knuckles.

Maybe it was the way he dressed.

He donned a fabulous crimson velvet coat over a ridiculous white shirt with outrageous poofy frill on the collar and sleeves. What are you, a fucking pirate?

Maybe it was the way he always seemed to be lurking in the background, offering to walk you home after dark, as though there was anything in this town more creepy and pretentious than him.

It was after you had come out of the mines, late one night, when he'd been particularly insufferable.

"Darling, it's so dreadfully dark out. Please, allow me to walk you back home." He was practically begging.

With an annoyed grunt, you tried to shoulder your way past him, but evidently, he was having none of that. He gently caught your wrist and smiled kindly down at you. You gaped down at his fingers over your pulse, stunned by his audacity.

"Love, what's your rush?" he gently chided.

With a flare of your nostrils, you retorted, "I have big plans. I gotta get home so I can smoke a fat blunt, eat a mountain of cheese, and watch WWE until I pass the fuck out on top of my vibrator."

That shut him up. Elliott's eyes went wide as he froze with a mortified blush. You shoved past him as he was stupefied.

Unfortunately, much as you had tried to deter him from continuing to pursue you, your words seemed to have the opposite effect. The next morning, you were highly displeased to find a particularly disgusting love letter in your mailbox.

My love,

Everything you do simply captivates me. I adore every scowl you grace me with. I cannot help but to steal longing glances every time you are so tantalizingly within my reach. You truly take my breath away with your stunning radiance. I want nothing more than to worship every inch of you with my lips, greedily inhale your titillating aroma, make you feel even just half of what you make me feel. If I were to die whilst beholding your beauty, I would be a lucky man indeed.

Forever yours,

Your secret admirer

You shuddered and tore the letter into pieces, letting it fuck off in the breeze. "Secret admirer," my ass. It was blaringly obvious who the culprit was. There was no one else in town who you could imagine using the word "titillating" besides fucking Elliott.

Watching you from just beyond your property line, Elliott's heart shattered with the letter you destroyed. He'd lost so much sleep last night before he'd frustratedly turned on the light and scribbled his thoughts down onto paper. Deciding his heartfelt words were worthy to be read by you, he'd carefully copied it onto his highest-quality stationery, put it into his fanciest envelope, and adorned the envelope with your name in his best calligraphy. He'd even sealed it in rose red wax and hand-delivered it to your mailbox in the middle of the night.

Elliott set his jaw, determined to get it right the next time and make you his. Well, he thought, I'm nothing if not dedicated.

That very night, Elliott had to relieve his pent-up frustrations, both sexual and emotional. You'd been on his mind for the whole day. He'd tried to get some work done on his novel, but the well of inspiration for anything apart from you had run dry. Sweat already on his brow from hours of unsettled tension, Elliott tied his hair back in a low ponytail.

Unsurprisingly, Elliott had a whole ritual for when he spent time being intimate with himself. He'd dim the lights, light candles, and spray a mist of his favorite fragrance (the perfume he'd shamelessly pilfered from inside your cottage...).

Elliott slowly disrobed, like he was flirting with himself. He pumped a squirt of pomegranate-scented lubricant into his palm, hissing softly at how it was unpleasantly cold. No matter, he imagined, I've got my darling with me to warm me right up. He glanced at his right hand somewhat regretfully, but he found that he was easily able to conjure your image.

As he slowly teased his hand from the blushing head of his cock down to the base, leaving a slick trail of the lubricant in his hand's wake, he let his imagination run wild with depraved fantasies.

They shook this hand when I first met them, he thought to himself, getting goosebumps from the memory combined with the sensation of stroking his shaft. Then I held their hand and kissed it... He was getting lost in his fantasies.

Unable to help himself, and unashamed since he lived alone on the beach, Elliott indulged himself by muttering some of his obscene fantasies out loud.

"You... you'll take me in your pretty mouth, yeah?" he whispered to his empty cabin, still stroking himself slowly, but now allowing himself to hold his cock a bit more firmly. The mental image of his cock perched on your tongue sent a shiver down his spine and a twitch to his dick.

"Let me show you just how much I love you..." muttered Elliott as he squeezed gently around his tip a couple of times. "I'll give you all of me... all of me..." He sighed out your name, starting to impatiently pick up the pace of his hand working gingerly over his shaft. If he could have managed to stop confessing his love to the thin air and breathing so laboriously, he'd have been able to hear the faint slick sounds of his lubed-up hand rubbing along his cock. He knew he'd imagine it being the sound of your cunt, instead.

An excited shudder ran through him at the thought of you finally stripping for him, and you'd know he was in the room, this time. He'd treat you right, of course. He vaguely wondered if he'd be your first, and that idea caused in involuntary buck of his hips. First and only, he feverishly thought to himself as he fucked up into his fist so hard that his bed was squeaking rhythmically against the floorboards.

He could feel his climax approaching rapidly, and a chant of your name came out with every breath until he pushed himself over the edge with a low whine. His sticky seed shot onto his hand, his stomach, and his thighs, but he was unbothered. As he basked in the pleasant glow of his orgasm, gradually coming down from his high, inspiration struck.

After quickly wiping himself off, he went and sat down at his writing desk, without even taking the time to get dressed. He took the fountain pen in his hand and furiously scribbled out his thoughts.

My love,

My heart, my body, and my whole being ache whenever I have to be apart from you. It's maddening in a distinctly pleasurable way, the way my mind obsesses over you. If this is illness, I don't want to be well. There's never a moment I don't think of you, and I'm positive the Earth would swallow me if I saw you with another. That is why I must cordially ask for your hand in the upcoming Flower Dance. You'll know it's me, my dove, when I ask for this dance at the event with the offering of a single red rose. Until then.

Your faithful admirer

The next morning, when you opened your mailbox to see this letter, you said out loud, "You've got to be fucking kidding me," and dumped the letter into your shipping bin.

Maybe the high-quality paper was at least worth 1 g.

Elliott's heart sank even lower when he saw this. Somehow, this stung worse than having his heartfelt letter ripped to shreds.

Come the morning of the dance, Elliott was a nervous wreck. He spent so much time making sure everything was perfect--his hair, his cologne, his outfit--that he was nearly late to the event. Fortunately, he arrived before you did, prepared with his single red rose and memorized speech.

His heart raced when he saw you make your entrance. You were wearing a simple, tasteful dress, and an innocent daisy in your hair, which complimented your beauty quite well, he thought. He cleared his throat, smoothed his blue jumpsuit, and worked up the nerve to go ask you to dance.

You frowned and groaned as you saw Elliott making a beeline for you. Sighing wearily, you grabbed a tall glass of water.

Elliott paused before you, taking a deep breath. Damn, I can't believe how just the sight of them gets me erect... Well, no choice but to proceed.

He began, "My dove--"

And he was swiftly cut off by feeling a shock of cold splashed over his crotch. Elliott gasped and looked down to see you dribbling the last of your cold glass of water over his front.

"You seemed like you needed to cool the fuck down," was all you said to him.

If his arousal wasn't obvious before, there was certainly no hiding it now. The cold wet patch over his crotch outlined his hard, but quickly wilting cock, leaving nothing to the imagination. In front of the whole town.

Suffice to say, in his opinion, the dance was awful. Not even his friend Leah would dance with him platonically. It was horribly embarrassing.

Suffice to say, in your opinion, the dance went better than expected. Elliott left you the hell alone, was humiliated, and you even got to dance with Shane.

And yet, even after all that, the pathetic son of a bitch still didn't give up.

If anything, he was trying harder than ever. Every single morning brought a new accursed letter. Every single night, Elliott was still insisting on walking you home or giving you his coat, even though it was nearly summer.

By the time the summer luau festival rolled around, you were fed up with his bullshit. You'd formed a plan in mind to get him to fuck off. Best case scenario, he'd leave you alone from then on. Worst case scenario... he'd just be left wanting more what what he couldn't have anymore.

Wearing your most revealing clothes and stoic expression, you confidently strutted your way onto the beach. Of course, Elliott took notice of your presence (and your outfit) immediately, which was to be expected.

What he didn't expect, however, was the way you boldly marched right up to him. He towered over you, but something about the energy of your glare made him almost want to shrink back. Almost.

"My darling, you look--"

"Shut your fucking mouth and take me inside your house."

Elliott was confused, thrilled, apprehensive, and cautiously optimistic. Shaking his head to quickly recover from the barrage of unexpected emotions, he delicately took your hand and led you into his cabin.

"Welcome to my humble--"

"Crusty outhouse," you cut him off again.

He looked at you, feeling an even larger stab of confusion. Inviting yourself further past the threshold, you kicked off your shoes and plopped down right onto his bed, and you started to explain yourself.

"I'm going to fuck you once so you quit bothering me."

A jolt of adrenaline shot out from his heart all the way down his toes. He was almost certain that this must be a dream, or that he'd lost his mind completely.

But as if to confirm the reality of your offer, you took off your shirt and unceremoniously dropped it to the floor. He had to pinch himself.

Lips quivering and unable to take his eyes off of your chest, Elliott simply whispered, "Why...?"

"Are you stupid?" you shot back, and he was taken aback by your harsh words and tone.

He was certainly frozen to his spot on the floor like an idiot. After a few more wasted seconds of staring, Elliott finally found his voice.

"My dear, let me run us a hot bath..." It would be exactly the way he'd imagined, taking his time with you, savoring you, worshipping you...

"Take your fucking clothes off," you coldly demanded.

...Okay, this was not quite like what he'd imagined.

When he stood there stupidly for another moment, you added, "You'd better fucking gratefully accept anything I offer you."

He definitely couldn't argue with that sentiment. He numbly removed his coat and unbuttoned his shirt, irritatingly taking his time about it. You quickly removed the rest of your clothes. Elliott unbuttoned his pants and took them off, still staring at your voluptuous form waiting enticingly on his bed.

"Allow me to show you... how much I love you," he tried.

"Yeah, save it," you said with a dismissive wave of your hand. "Every time you talk, it takes twenty-four hours off my lifespan. You strike me as the type of flouncy maniac who doesn't know any pickup lines that don't start with the words, 'Roses are red.'"

Elliott's cheeks turned a deep red. Humiliation was a nice shade on him, so you continued.

"Every love letter you wrote me activated my gag reflex in their own unique, horrifying way."

He was shocked, offended, flustered, and embarrassed. More than anything, he was surprised that your bullying was going straight to his cock.

With a melodramatic sigh, you lamented, "I can't believe I'm actually doing this... I would really rather assfuck a juggalo in a portapotty than be doing any of this shit with you."

Elliott's hands shook a little bit, and he said, "That's... hardly becoming of a beautiful young lady such as yourself--"

"Don't talk at all for the next twenty minutes, or my foot will be coming up your shitbox," you interrupted him yet again.

Elliott nodded stupidly, keeping his mouth shut. Even though he had his underwear remaining, he still felt more vulnerable than you acted, even with you being fully nude.

You tilted your head, as if in thought, then finally beckoned him. "Maybe your mouth would be good for something after all."

Biting his lip and with bated breath, Elliott followed your invitation and laid down on the bed on his tummy, with his face barely hovering above your cunt. He never imagined that you'd be the one to take charge, but he searched your eyes for a command. The tension in his body was positively electrifying.

"On your back," you commanded him with a stony face.

He didn't have to be told twice. He flipped onto his back, his hair sprawling out in every which way as he watched you with curiosity and excitement. You looked scrutinizingly down at the obvious tent poking through his boxers. You gave it a careless slap back and forth a couple of times, and Elliott was already gasping.

Leering down at him, you shuffled on your knees right up to his face.

"Look at you drooling, you fucking moron," you continued berating him mercilessly, and he was so fucking in love.

He was grateful that you granted him the kindness of gathering up all of his hair before you placed your knees on either side of his face, hovering your glistening cunt right above his mouth. With a dark blush dusting across his cheeks, he stared at the sight of it, looking absolutely ravenous.

"Go ahead," you gave your blessing as you lowered your slick cunt to his lips. "Recite your shitty poetry into my pussy."

Elliott's tongue darted excitedly out and his arms hooked immediately around your thighs. He couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure as he got a taste of you for the first time, the sensation of your cunt lips on his tongue effortlessly coaxing thick drops of precum out of him to stain his underwear. In a greedy effort to taste everything your juicy cunt could offer, he flattened his tongue against your slit and lapped it up sloppily. He swirled his tongue around your opening, and it got him so excited that his hips were needily bucking up into nothing.

You were giving him frustratingly little reactions to work with, so he focused his efforts on just lightly but consistently ghosting his tongue over your clit. That got a sharp inhale from you, and even just that small response made his ego swell nearly as much as his cock. He pulled your hips down closer to him and doubled his efforts.

"Mm, that's right, Emily fucking Bronte. Tell me what Heathcliff is up to," you cooed out in praise, making him shudder and whimper. Somehow you knew exactly what to say to him to make him throb even more.

As he sloppily made out with your cunt, you let out a shaky breath. He was positive you were trying to hold back your reactions from him out of spite, so he was further encouraged to keep up the same pace and pressure. Yoba, he needed to make you cum for him.

At last, with a gentle tug on his hair, a needy buck of your hips onto his tongue, and a whine that escaped your throat despite yourself, you came on his lips. The noise you let out was such a turn on for him that he had to concentrate his efforts onto not cumming on the spot. Trying to keep quiet, you slowly let go of his luscious locks of red gold hair and toppled off of his face, laying down next to him.

Elliott gazed at you with a mixture of adoration and desperation. You hated to admit it, but he was almost somewhat attractive when he pouted like that.

Out of breath still, you ushered him on top. "Come on, before I change my mind."

He didn't have to be told twice. One moment, he was flinging his underpants to the side of the bed, and the next, he was on top of you, looking down lovingly at you panting beneath him. He paused for a moment just to admire the sight.

"Hurry up, jackass."

Elliott nodded and pushed just his cock head past the threshold of your hole, and it took all of his restraint not to eagerly shove himself all the way in like some brute. His heart melted at the way your cunt fluttered around him, as if excited to take him in.

He gasped as he slowly pushed himself all the way inside, and by the time he bottomed out, he knew he was done for.

"I'm no... not going to last v-very long..." he panted.

"Not my fucking problem," you grunted back.

And he was right. The way he glided in and out of you so easily while your cunt also squeezed him so nicely was his undoing. He only got a few decent strokes in before he was spilling his load into you with a pathetic, fucked-out whimper.

You growled a bit and graciously allowed him to stay inside for a few more moments as he slowly came down from his high. Then he was forced to face reality again as you all but shoved him off, quickly getting dressed again with that scowl he'd grown so fond of.

Still slightly out of breath, he gazed at you longingly. "Will we do this again...?"

"Not a chance," you spat, and walked back out to the luau, leaving his head spinning.

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obsessivelyloved · 3 years

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Hi! If you couldn't tell, this is a yandere blog. I'll be posting my writings here.

I honestly meant for this blog to be a multi-fandom blog but as of right now it's an eddsworld blog! I'm still keeping my list of fandoms under the Read More though for the future, along with what is and isn't okay to request.

I love writing and love both platonic and romantic yanderes.

I literally never shut up and I love talking to people. Requests are open. :D

Masterlist #1 (Contains fics centering around the guys)

Masterlist #2 (Contains mostly aus)

Sinsworld Masterlist (Minors do not interact with any of these posts or you WILL be blocked.)

My Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/YandereWriter

Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/viktor15921

Do not interact with my blog if you like incest content or if your blog centers heavily around abuse nsfw.

OKAY to request:

- x readers

- If you want a specific gendered reader, specify in the ask because I typically try to write readers as gender-neutral as possible when I get normal "character x reader" requests.

- Platonic relationships

- character x character

- Sfw headcanons

- Non-con/Dun-con kissing is okay as long as it doesn't go farther than that.

NOT okay to request:

- Pedophilia

-Incest

- Anything to do with body fluids (besides maybe blood. Depends on how Gorey the request is and where blood comes into play)

- Gore towards children.

- Yandere severely harming their person of obsession (ex: Yandere beats their love interest)

- Sinsworld / Nsfw. Please send any sinsworld content to my nsfw blog, @obsessive-sin Minors do not interact with that blog. You will be blocked.

Shows:

Yu-Gi-Oh (Probably mostly Season 0 and the manga it was based on.)

Brand New Animal

Death Note

Lego Monkie Kid

Movies:

Star Wars

The Boy (2016)

Halloween (1978)

Games:

OFF

Five Night’s at Freddy’s

Stardew Valley

Sally Face

Resident Evil 2 & 4 (Specifically Leon)

Other:

Eddsworld

Spooky Month

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yandere-lovehotel · 4 years

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Unwell

Just a short little blurb

"I haven't seen you or (y/n) around lately. Is everything ok?"

Sam turned his head towards Sebastian, a small basket of produce not available at the farm in his hand. He sighed under his breath. "They haven't been feeling well since the wedding. But it's gotten worse recently. Harvey doesn't even understand what's wrong.I tried taking them to the city doctors but none of them have any answers either." He took a shaky breath. "I… I don't know what to do Seb. I don't wanna lose them. But it's gotten so bad that nowadays they're too weak to even talk."

Sebastian hated seeing Sam like this. He was always the happy-go-lucky sort. Always seeing the bright side of things. To see him so close to breaking down was hard.

Sebastian put a hand on Sam's shoulder, speaking quietly. "If anyone can pull through this it's them. The farmer's tough. And they have someone like you there to help them through this. And if you ever need a break or someone to talk to then you have me and Abby. Ok?"

Sam's shoulders drooped, a grateful smile spreading across his face. "Thanks Seb. You really are a great friend. I needed to hear that."

"Anytime."

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"Sweetheart, I'm home!" The sound of his own footsteps seemed to echo around him as Sam walked through the all too quiet house. He quickly put the groceries away before approaching your shared bedroom, eyes trained on your completely still form. He walked over to your side, clicking the lamp on before fondly cupping your cheeks, thumb brushing your cheekbones. You had lost so much of the color of your skin. You were thin and breathing shallowly, eyes dazed and glossed over as your head tilted slightly to look at him.

The soft padded chain around your ankle rattled as you tried to move.

"Shh darling. Don't move. You don't have much energy right now." He soothed. He adjusted the blankets around you, smoothing out all the folds created by your attempts to move throughout the day. "You know Seb was asking about you today. He saw me at the store and asked how you were. People are very worried about you know. I almost feel guilty." He snickered at that. "Well not really. It's a small price to pay. All so I can have you to myself."

His eyes darkened, gazing at you with that sickening adoration.

He had you all to himself. The very thought made his body shudder with joy. He had to put up with people worrying about you and trying to check in on you but soon….that would all come to an end.

You weren't really sick, after all. No no no. Though it had taken quite a bit of effort to obtain, Sam had gotten his hands on something that would make you weak and lethargic. From there it was easy to fool everyone into thinking something was horribly wrong with you. Fake visits to the city doctors, falsified test results, even letting one or two of the others visit you during your more 'out of it' days.

Taking care of the farm was hard work but thankfully by the time you two had been married, everything was pretty much automated. He just had to plant the seeds, collect them when they grew, and make sure the animal feed didn't run out.

"One day I'll finally have you all to myself. It'll be just you and me. You won't have to take your 'special medicine' anymore. But you'll have to be on your best behavior if you want the chain off, ok?" He cooed gently. A protest built in throat, desperate to be voiced. But all you could manage was a soft gurgling sound, too weak to even form words.

Sam leaned down, giving you a soft kiss. "Know get some rest. I'll bring you some food, with your 'medicine' later." He turned the lamp off before walking out, closing the door behind.

And once again you were left in darkness.

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pastelvelvett-2nd · 8 months

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Yandere!Harvey x Sick!Reader

You and Harvey have been pretty close lately, that was clear as day. Despite Harvey normally being the reserved sort, it took a very small amount of time for him to warm up to you. What once was awkward small talk evolved to discussing topics that were a bit deeper than just commenting on the weather. Often, you'd talk about eachother's lives over a hot cup of coffee, a drink Harvey apparently enjoyed quite a bit. The more the both of you spent time together, the more attached the doctor would find himself to you. The more details he had about your past life in the city, your life right now, and the things that you liked and disliked, the more he'd find himself hanging onto every word you spoke. While Harvey definitely had a good memory, knowing so many facts about one person was definitely unusual for him. He loved everything about you, so much so that he memorized every single thing you divulged to him without even trying.

Hanging out together after Harvey's work hours became a daily ritual of sorts, one that he woke up every day deeply excited for. So you can imagine how he felt when for the first time in weeks, you weren't there in front of his clinic door waiting for him to exit. His first instinct was to worry, but he was able to calm himself down relatively easily. It was true you were always there at 3PM sharp, but it would be silly to assume something bad happened to you just because you're a little late this time around. You were a busy person, maybe you just didn't finish your work for the day yet. That seemed like a reasonable possibility to him. But as the minutes passed, his concern grew, eventually to the point that he was such a bundle of nerves that he had to go over to your farm to check if you were okay. As much as he wanted to stay calm, all that he could think about were the nearly infinite possibilities of what could've happened to you, and a lot of the ones he could think of were pretty far on the grim side. A part of him still knew full well that he was probably just overreacting, but the slightest possibility of you being hurt was too much for him to handle.

"Gah, you're so hot...! A-Ah, wait, no I mean- In the temperature sense, of course. Not that you're not just-" Thankfully for Harvey, you mercifully cut him off, assuring him that you understood what he meant from the get-go. "R-Right. Well..." Harvey cleared his throat, removing his hand from your forehead and straightening his back. "Do you have any paracetamol? Or anything else that could help with your fever?" You shook your head no. "Okay, I'll have to bring you some then!"

As the minutes passed, your conversation fizzled out into an equally comfortable silence. When Harvey announced that he finished your meal with an excited tone he expected some sort of response from you, but confusingly enough, he didn't receive any. With brows furrowed, he turned his head in your direction. His brown eyes first fell on your closed ones, then your slightly agape lips, and lastly your chest that rose and fell at a steady rhythm. Your peaceful sleeping face was a sight for sore eyes. You worked so tirelessly on a daily basis, and while he knew you enjoyed what you did, he couldn't help but be worried about you constantly. As much as he admired your determination, overworking yourself like that clearly didn't do any wonders for your health. He sighed, wishing you could listen to your body just a little more often.

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iicheeze · 2 years

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im having another Yandere Sam brainrot and yall are gonna hear it

So basically I divorced Shane (big pain) but I did it anyways so no turning back plus i already wiped his memory

for Sam.

SAM

And ever since me and Shane are divorced I started having more time for myself and Sam and im kinda glad but like he started being bolder after the divorce????

Like he keeps complimenting me or asking if i want to hang out with him

now im leaning more on the Yandere Sentient Sam whereas he knows hes just a bunch of codes in a game and when he found out the Player divorced Shane he saw an opportunity

he thought that if he was bolder, the Player would like him more and marry him instead of Sebastian, I mean, sure he's nice but he's a basement dweller! And an emo!! Surely you'd like someone who has better style and is a better choice.

I think that Sam would mess up his own lines of codes just to 'accidentally' meet up with you or say his own personal interactions. Because surely, Sam was coded to talk while he's trying to do a kickflip at his skateboard in the first place! Or sending little flirts here and there to blush the Player. So you don't need to worry about it!

But he got bolder and braver as the Player's naivety feeds his ego more and more. So why not make special heart events? Or his flirts getting more sexual.

But if the Player decides to marry him? He'd be so happy it's like Yoba blessed him!

I think he'd change his 14 heart event to something more romantic or personal because all of those heart events are always focused to music and nothing else. He has been patient for so long, so it's alright for him to be selfish, right?

If you decide to divorce him, it could go in two ways. Isolation, or Reject. Isolation goes in Sam refusing to divorce with the Player and once they woke up, they can't leave the house. Meanwhile, Sam just makes up a lie saying that the Farmer is going to another town for who knows how many months for seeds or to sell their produce.

Reject goes in Sam accepting the divorce, but spreads false rumors about you around town, causing everyone to treat you like trash. No matter how many gifts you give them, or how many times you try talking to them, you'll always end up with the same thing. Reject.

Of course, Sam is forgiving! If you choose the Reject option, you can have another fate. Apologize to Sam, and promise him that you'll never leave him, and maybe he'll forgive you! He doesn't want to be mad at his darling all the time, it's tiring!

But of course, that fate will lead to the Isolation ending. What a twisted fate. But, you have to learn to accept it. Love him, or suffer.

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yanderemommabean · 4 months

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hey momma!

so, I got sdv for Christmas and just when I thought I couldn’t get gayer, I meet SAM. I swear to god I’ve never wanted to suck off a fictional character this bad in my LIFE and it’s only been a couple days! 😖

Sam seems like such a subtle but clearly there yandere you know? Like yes he isn't outwardly obsessive but you can tell there's something off with him, especially when you get a bit to close to any of the other single people in town. I like to imagine he praises you with the filthiest mouth when you two get intimate. Just guides your head up and down and tells you "Fuck, you were made for this baby" and "That's it, all of it. Every drop" Imagine how he grips your hair on his more angry days, not enough to hurt but enough to let you know you aren't done until he says so. Be that you're stuck on your knees and being his good little throat toy or him seating himself between your legs and marking your skin with his teeth, drinking everything you can give him, and even forcing dry orgasms until you need a water break (and even after that he'll just pat your legs and demand you get ready for more). He's just such a good yandere to me! (most of the bachelors are!) -Mommabean

#yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #mommabean #yandere lemons #yandere smut #yandere stardew valley #yandere Sam stardew #yandere male #yandere prompts

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the-write-stuff-lmao · 4 years

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mlmdarkfiction · 5 years

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25: “This is the person that took everything from me and I can’t let them take you too.” - with male s/o and SDV Alex? Maybe his father coming back or something?

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You love your husband. Alex is a lot of things, thoughtful, determined, hardworking, and a husband to you and grandson to his grandparents who raised him. To say you’re proud of him is an understatement.

The two of you were planning to have dinner with Evelyn and George that night. With a kiss on the cheek, you send Alex on his way to his grandparents house, a box of ingredients in hand for that nights dinner.

While he’s gone you go about your morning routine, water the crops, feed the animals, and then you move onto repairing your grazing fences. You wipe sweat from your brow and curse. Really, you hadn’t been expecting it be so hot out today, you’ll have to take a shower before heading out for dinner.

“____! ____!”

You hear Alex before you see him. He sounds panicked, and it causes you to panic. The first thought you have is that there’s something wrong with George. His health had been taking a turn for the worse, but between you, Alex, and doctor Harvey you’d managed to convince him to start taking his meds again. You’d all thought he’d start feeling better in no time.

“Get in the house.” Alex seems almost…angry.

All fears for George are dropped and replaced with concern for your husband. When you don’t immediately start making your way back to the house he starts crossing the yard towards you. Alex is rough when he grabs you, beginning to pull you along.

“Alex- Babe? Seriously what’s wrong?” You try to pull yourself free, and instead he simply tightens his hold. It’s painful.

He’s mumbling to you, none of it makes much sense, he seems manic, clearly upset by something that he won’t tell you.

“Alex please!”

It’s not until he’s shoved you inside your shared home, locking the door, and leaning against it that he seems to finally see you for the first time. “Baby…Darling…Sweetheart.” He swallows hard, and you catch the tears beginning to gather in his green eyes.

“I love you. I love you so much.” He hugs you. It’s tight and crushing, he’s holding onto you as if you’ll disappear if he lets go. You return it, holding on just as tightly. You’re terrified, you’re scared for him.

“He’s here,” Alex is still rambling, obviously distressed still. “He took everything from me.”

Slowly you put the pieces together. His father. His father is here, in Stardew Valley.

“I can’t let him take you too.”

You’re worried about your husband, but more than that you’re angry. Not at Alex, no, but at the scum who thinks he can just walk back into his life like he didn’t do anything wrong.

More heart breaking is Alex wants to be the one protecting you.

If his father so much as steps on your property, it’s going to be the last thing he ever does, you’ll make sure of it.

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finalboyyy · 1 year

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poison in the well

sam (sdv) x yandere!reader

abusive relationship, violence, extreme jealousy, sebastian hate, angst

this is based on my own experience with my dear sammy. after trying to find cute sam art and finding a lot of sam/sebastian everytime he'd go to the saloon on friday id get sad. until i modded him to be a yandere and then everything was fine! so anyway. might add another part to this later.

"You were out late again."

"Ah- Sorry I got caught up talking to Seb, almost beat him tonight!"

"...So you were with him?"

"Yeah? You know I was! We always hang out at the saloon with Abby."

Fingers rap against the handcrafted dining room table. Like tiny drums daring to disturb the still silence of the night. Something not even the usually loud animals would do.

"Are you... angry..?" Sam's voice is tepid, it reminds you of a child scared to be scolded. It's something you love about him, this hopeful innocence as if bad things couldn't really exist in this world.

Infuriating.

He spends all night out with that man and expects you not to be a little annoyed? When you get out of the mines at 9 and come home eagerly only to find him gone? After everything you did and you were so eager to see him at home?

"I don't like getting home before you."

"I-I know but it's just one night..?"

You can feel the anger in your chest rising. Sebastian fills your head like a ghost, haunting your thoughts and choking out your words. The image seductively places his hands on Sam's hips, a cigarette lazily held limp between his painted lips. Sam has one awkwardly held between his own as well. Sebastian begins to move the two bodys to the rhythm of a painfully slow song, his mouth moving closer to Sam's, the butts of the cigarettes kissing in a hazy blur of smoke, alcohol, and lust. Sickening. You want to throw up. Your chest hurts.

"Y/N?? Are you ok? You look sick. You should lie down-" As he moves closer to your frozen form the smell of cigarettes fills your nostrils knocking out of your daze.

You look up at him with wide eyes, your pupils so small and dilated you look unhinged. Fear sets into Sam when you grab his arm with too much strength that he knows you could break his arm if you tried. Your head tilts to the side as you look into his emerald eyes.

"Y/N... you're scaring me-"

"Why... Why do you... smell like him...?" Your words are slow, laboured, as if it's taking everything in you to spit them out. You don't want the answer. Everything aches.

"Like who??"

"Sebastian." You spit at him the name tastes like venom in your mouth. He's the poison seeping into your marriage.

"I-I? I had a cigarette with him. I don't see-"

Sam can't finish his sentence before he's violently pinned to the table. Your strength from working tirelessly is no match for his soft skin. He bruises so easily under you, like always.

"I won't let him have you. I won't... He can't..."

"Wh-whoa hold on... H-hey y/n l-lets talk about this! Y-your'e hurting me."

You can't hear him properly, it feels like he's talking through an ocean. All you can think about is the sickening smell of cigarettes, Sebastian, the time Jodi told you that she always expected her son to end up with Sebastian, their closeness, that stupid whore.

Sam continues to whimper and plea on deaf ears as you hold him down. Your mind is racing a mile a minute as you boil with anger at Sebastian and you desperately try to come up with a way to keep Sam safe from him. Everytime your brain attempts a cohesive thought about the current position you're in with your husband more doubt and fear swallows your mind.

"Y/n... please...." Sam's voice is so soft, so gentle. Has he talked to Sebastian with this voice? Is he begging you to let him run back to that horrible man?

"Won't... let you go... Can't." Your breathing is laboured as you lean closer to him. "Even if you hate me. Even if you loathe me. Even if you love him-"

"I don't love him!" It doesn't reach you.

"I won't let you go Sammy. My Sammy. Have to protect you. You have to stay inside." That was the answer wasn't it? Never let Sam leave. You were a genius! You dragged him by his aching wrist over to the basement door. Tomorrow you'd go to Clint's and have some chains made, tonight it was enough to throw him in the basement and lock the door.

That's how Sam's new life began.

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