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professional-yearner · 1 year

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Yandere! Merman x Fem! Reader

AN: Hey all! Sorry for doing so many different things at once, but I'm just so excited for Mermay and I really missed writing yandere content! I really hope you like Cove, because this is just a sneak peak at a larger story I'm going to try and commit to! (Past may dw)

TW: mentions of purposeful drowning, slight degradation, deception, yandere behavior

You admired the pin, turning it so the shell's iridescent patterns caught the sun and made it look as though it was a light patch of silk.

"Oh, Cove, it's beautiful, thank you so much!"

The merman smiled up at you, toned arms resting on the old dock.

"No problem, it couldn'tve gone to anyone else."

You looked at it for a few more minutes in quiet awe before you noticed a strange sound seeming to come from your friend.

"Are you purring?" You laughed lightly, making the sound grow louder in the back of his throat.

"It looks good on you, my flower." He tilted his head, reaching up to cup your face.

"Oh! Thank you." You flushed at his focussed attention as his larger, scarred hand dipped lower, leaving a trail of dampness until it stopped over your heart.

His purr intensified greatly at the contact; God you drove him wild.

So sweet, so patient and kind, so beautiful and so, so clueless. The maker had truly led you right into his arms, right to where you belonged.

It was all he could do to not yank you in by your little wrist and hold you under until you stopped struggling with your weak human lungs, really making you his for eternity. But no, that would come later. For now he would be content with these visits, as sparse as they were. Fine with waiting, watching patiently for the right moment.

"Cove?"

He looked back up at you, a handsome grin set back upon his features, "Yes?"

He was snapped from his thoughts by your pretty voice wringing out softly over the lap of the waves.

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professional-yearner · 2 months

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Can't Help Falling In Love With You 🤍

Pt. 1

Yandere! Cheater! Officer Clone trooper x Fem! Reader

Series TW!: cheating, mistresses, grief, murder, Evil-ish, being trapped, toxic relationships, forced relationship, obsessive love, obsession, general insanity, manipulation, disloyalty

A/N: I hope you guys like this first installment of my new-ish series! I do intend to finish it this time lol. I really hope you like it! :3

You sat in the dark, staring blankly at the messages. They were sweet, affectionate, and playful, with a deep sense of connection that made bile creep up your throat and your head light. You remembered when Steel used to message you like this, it seemed so distant now, but you could remember it almost vividly.

You hadn't realized you were crying until you had to sniff to keep mucus from dripping onto the data pad. It made sense why he had been so distant recently; staying out late on his leave instead of being with you, always on his data pad doing 'work', never really touching you anymore.

The name opposite his own messages seemed to be laughing at you, bold and victorious as it burned into your retinas;

Arah

Was that her name? It was pretty, like she must be. Was it just that, or was she funnier, smarter, more capable, more interesting? Maybe all of the above.

You cried out, pain racking through your entire body; you had thought he was your person. You thought he thought you were his person.

It had all come together when you met him, and now it had so rapidly fallen apart.

The morning following your discovery was bleak, but you had to keep it together, at least until he left again for the day.

It was a sisyphean task to hold back your tears without him noticing as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head before he went (something he hadn't done in a while), but you didn't think you could face him now, not until you got yourself together a bit.

You finally broke once he closed the door behind him, trying to take air between sobs as you did your best to move towards the bathroom.

Skincare didn't work, the tears and snot wouldn't stop long enough for any of your products to set.

Putting on a nice outfit didn't work either, you just found new ways to compare yourself to how pretty his new girl must be, making your crying all the more intense.

Finally, you found yourself in the kitchen, exhausted from a day that sped by you and stomach rumbling.

You had to climb the counter to get the ingredients that you needed, seeing as the it only reached your hip at the most.

Steel had insisted on you not "wasting your money" on a step-stool, going on about how he'd always be there to get things down for you. Remembering that made you grit your teeth, grief momentarily replaced with vitriol.

Karking liar.

Mixing and cleaning went by in a blur, you were so practiced by now it felt like a reflex. You looked down at what you were making.

It was both of your favorites; pancakes.

It was simple, basic even, but it had kind of been your thing. It seemed appropriate considering you had met in a diner.

You felt your eyes heat as you flipped the pancake.

You really thought he loved you.

You could remember the first time you had kissed, the first time you had felt so wanted and right with someone;

You giggled as he bumped your shoulder with his, the rough material of his uniform scuffing your bare arm lightly as he grinned down at you. The rain pattered on the two of you, your hair and his hat beginning to drip.

You paused your walking as you caught his eye, the look he was giving you catching you off guard; his brown-gold eyes shone more openly than you had ever seen them, soft affection following your every movement as his lips curved into a warm smile.

"What?" You smiled up at him, laughing lightly.

He stepped out in front of you, leaning down to push the hair away from your face and touching your nose with his,

"You're perfect, angel."

Your eyes widened as you took in the moment, a desire settling itself against your ribcage at his declaration. Stomach fluttering, you worked up every scrap of courage you had, finally leaning forward and closing the distance between the two of you, pressing your lips shyly to his.

He seemed to be in shock for a moment, making you pull back, only to give a small squeak of surprise as he shot out a hand to bring you back, capturing your lips gently, but passionately, against his once more.

You both stayed like that for a while, lips moving against each other in quiet tenderness before he pulled away slowly, rubbing your cheek with his calloused thumb,

He breathed softly, face only an inch from yours, "Sweet girl."

You bit back a silly grin, bringing your forehead to his and placing your hands at the sides of his face in a Keldabe kiss, one last show of your overwhelming adoration before pulling away.

"You want to come back to mine? I could make breakfast for dinner; your favorite."

He said nothing for a moment, looking at you as if you were the beginning and end of the galaxy, making you almost tear up before his face broke into a lopsided grin once more. He picked you up by your waist suddenly, causing you to squeal as he spun you around, laughing,

"Cyar’ika, you are the love of my life!"

You stared at the pan, watching the pastry grow black as you zoned out. The love of his life.

You sobbed, clutching the counter as the smell of burning pancake filled your nose.

Maker.

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professional-yearner · 7 months

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ACE

Yandere male x F! Autistic! Reader

TW: taking advantage of nievety and loneliness, murder, family disfunction, people around you believing an abuser over you, rich people, sociopathic and narcissistic behavior, pretending to be someone's friend, taking advantage of the systems you were born into, gut feelings, non-con touching, boners, self isolation due to an abuser, abuser coming back into your life forcibly, manipulation of friends and family, General manipulation, predatory behavior, and break-ins.

General information

Born the middle brother to a family worth millions, having the face if a model, and standing at a good 6'8, Ace is more than savvy in the ways of interpersonal relations.

(He's socially gifted)

Does he actually like any of the people he surrounds himself with? It's up for debate, but ask any of them and he's the best guy you'll ever have the privilege of meeting.

His home life is and was…complicated.

His mother was sweet as pie, if not a bit ditzy, but that's exactly how his father liked it. She was his sweet little trophy wife, content to spend his money and occasionally watch the boys while not asking too much else of him.

His father was near the opposite.

Charming and easygoing to all who met him, Ace's father behind closed doors was a different story.

The man ruled their household with a cold and uncaring grip, but took Ace especially under his wing.

He taught his middle child how to talk his way out of any situation, to carry himself in a way that made people comfortable.

That was, until he got sick

During the final months of his life and when Ace had turned sixteen, Mr. Landry took only his middle son on a hunting trip into the mountains (on their private land of course)

It all seemed normal to a young Ace, boring even, but he withstood it as always.

Until the last day, when his father ushered him further into the brush, the boy commenting that they were getting close to another family's range when the older man hoisted his rifle, seeming to lock onto his target with a steely precision Ace had never seen.

When the shot fired, he heard the thump that was usual for a fallen deer, but something was… different.

Pushing back the brush, he was stunned to see a man lying face down in the foliage, completely still.

He looked back to his father, who gave him the most honest smile he had ever seen on the old man.

Nothing ever came of it, nobody ever came forward about it, nobody seemed to care what his father had done.

It had been his final lesson, one that Ace took in stride

Only weeks later, after their father's passing, the eldest, Sam, became the head of the house, their mother too distraught over the loss of her the man her life had revolved around for years to do anything but dote on her sons in the way she had been taught

Ace didn't mind too much, he focussed on school and his "friends" until the time he went off to college, finding that much more his speed

College fraternity was a popularity contest, one that he won with close to no effort.

A couple of years into college, he took an interest in nascar

He had always had an interest in sports cars, his first car had been a Porsche 911, and he had recently taken to drag racing his friends, so it was a sort of natural progression.

It was casual at first, but over time and with much enthusiastic encouragement from his buddies, he really started to consider it as a career.

Some expensive schooling and a few entry level races later, he had finally gotten scouted.

After his first discovery, the mix of his seemingly magnetic personality and genuine talent won him sponsor after sponsor until he was racing on live television.

Romantic headcannons + snippet

When Ace met you, he definitely didn't know what to make of you.

Your eye contact was measured, as if you were counting when to look away and look back. You were pretty, of course, but had some of the strangest interests. And strangest of all, you didn't seem to want anything from him.

Or even really want to be around him.

You didn't look to be uncomfortable with him, but you also didn't go out of your way to find where he was or seek him out to talk again like many of his acquaintances did.

Everyone he's ever known has wanted something from him, so what makes you so special?

It eats at him to the point he starts seeking you out, eventually befriending you through faking interest in your hobbies and just being his usual charming self.

He ensures that everyone around you loves him too, sweet talking his way into the hearts of your parents, friends, and even coworkers

He's sure that if he digs enough, he'll find exactly what your after

He asks probing questions that are made to sound casual, but they still strike you as strange.

"Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

"Why do you like (insert interest)?"

"What do you think is my best feature?"

You answer as you usually would, straightforwardly, but at the same time, it almost puts you on edge the way he asks these seemingly innocent questions.

Looking deep into your eyes, a good distance away but so intimately it feels like he's too close for comfort.

You like Ace, you're thankful for such a good friend, but he makes you… nervous.

He doesn't even notice as he begins to lose interest in studying you, as he starts to actually listen to your ramblings, as he starts to become touchier with you, starts to move closer every time you're together.

He can reconcile his attraction to you. Again, you're pretty enough, with an above average body, lovely hair, pretty expressive eyes, kissable lips… nice grabbable hips-

Anyways

He goes for it, one day, putting a hand on your thigh while he's driving the two of you somewhere, pulling over and going in for a kiss and expecting you to lean into him

But you don't

Instead, you pull your leg away quickly, panicked when you see him coming closer

You are attracted to him, somewhat, but this feels… off.

Confused, he tries again, but this time you push him away, telling him to stop, you don't want to.

He laughs it off at the time, apologizing, but inside he's fuming.

Do you know how rare it is that he go after someone?! And you just threw it back in his face with that stupid adorable pout he's found himself thinking about more and more.

He'll have you. He'll have you running back to him.

It takes you a while to warm up to him again, but he's persistent and measured with his attempts to reconnect once he's gathered himself.

Soon, you're back to hanging out on a regular basis

But he's different.

He's still as physically affectionate as ever, but his touches are lingering, like he's trying to get the most out of each passing gesture that he possibly can. He's taken to pulling you onto his lap, pretending not to notice when you try to get up, panicked when you feel him… pressing into you.

He really doesn't seem to like your other friends, he just ignored them before, but now he actively talks down on them, scowling when you bring them up in conversation

And most of all, he stares. Openly. You can always catch him out of the corner of your eye, just gazing at you in a way that makes you feel like you're on the menu.

You try not to notice, Ace is the first friend in a long time that has wanted to spend this much time with you and you do genuinely care for him, but every time he comes around you start to feel sick to your stomach.

No one around you will hear it when you come to them with your plight

"You should feel lucky to have a man like that in your life! If he were my friend I would show some appreciation!"

"Oh, honey, I dont think it's anything like that, I know Ace, he's a good man."

"Have you considered that he might like you? He's a good man, I know you're a little awkward around dating but you should really give him a chance!"

You're so fucking tired of hearing how good a man Ace is.

You try to distance yourself, not replying to his texts or phone calls, especially not the ones offering to hang out.

You hope he'll get busy with work, get a girlfriend, a pet, anything that will keep him and that sick feeling he brings with him away from you.

He reaches out to the people surrounding you for support and you're bombarded with angry and concerned messages from the people you thought you could trust to be on your side.

So you ignore them too, completely isolating yourself

It works, and you almost feel peace for the first time in months, turning off the TV every time he comes on promoting something and reflecting back on how unhealthy the friendship was. It works for a month.

A month of no connection outside of work. No friends. Nothing outside of going to work, coming home, and going out alone.

Until, on one chilly autumn afternoon, he shows up in front of your apartment.

You called your land lady, frantically asking how he could have gotten past the doors to the complex without a key, heart dropping when she answered sunnily how he had explained that he was your boyfriend, how you had been isolating yourself recently and how he was there to check up on you.

You tried to explain, ignoring his demands to be let in and the banging from the other side of the door, that he was not your boyfriend and that you didn't want him anywhere near you, but she stopped you,

"Your boyfriend really cares about you, miss (l/n). Self isolating won't fix whatever you're going through. It's obvious he wants to help you, you're lucky he's such a good man."

You hung up, dropping your phone on the carpet as he finally got through, walking in with a couple of your concerned neighbors crowded in the doorway.

He looked down at you, giving you a positively chilling smile, "Sweetheart, I'm so glad you're okay, you had us all so worried!"

He embraced you tightly before you could back away, too tightly. He was angry, but he couldn't show that in front of them. You broke down into sobs, burying your face in the rough material of his jacket, and his grip loosened ever so slightly.

"There we go." He grumbled, sounding almost relieved as a chorus of 'Aww's and happy sighs sounded from the crowd, "There's a good girl."

You found yourself hugging him back, seeking any sort of comfort as he stroked your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

He turned slightly, not letting go of you, "We're all good here folks, thanks for your help, again."

There was some light chatter before they moved on, going back to their apartments.

Ace took your face in his hands firmly, fixing you with a stern expression, "Now, was all that really necessary?"

You shook your head, empty.

He'd done it, he'd broken you.

And you had helped him.

You had pushed everyone else out of your life in fear of him and now the comfort and familiarity of his touch seemed like the only thing that could save you.

"You can have it all back." He whispered, face coming closer to yours, "Your family, your friends, your life,"

He smiled, the most genuinely you had ever seen him, "And me."

You hesitated, but nodded slightly, squeaking when he pressed his lips to yours in what felt like a split second, deepening the kiss almost instantly and sending both a pang of fear and a bolt of arousal down your spine at the same time.

To your surprise, after a minute, he pulled away.

"That can wait, honey. It's time to bring you home, now." He chuckled, hoisting you up into his arms.

You watched from the passenger door as your home got smaller and smaller in the rear view mirror, something in you finally giving up and withering away as you slumped against the expensive leather seat.

He reached over, placing a familiar hand on your thigh, a grin tugging at his handsome features when you made no effort to move away from his touch.

"I love you, (Y/n)."

And with a nauseous ache taking hold in your stomach, you knew he meant it.

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professional-yearner · 6 months

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I might start writing for the clones as yanderes again. In a softer way, but still. I think there's a tactful way to do it and I'm willing to give it a shot!

#yandere #yandere x reader #yearner's oc tag 🦢#yandere clone troopers x reader #yandere clone troopers #yearner speaks :d

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professional-yearner · 1 year

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Okay so basically a story where reader is a camp assistant and all the clones love them (I am writing it)

#star wars #clone trooper #yearner's oc tag 🦢#clone troopers #tcw #clone troopers x reader #attack of the clones #star wars the clone wars #star wars clone wars #clone trooper oc

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professional-yearner · 6 months

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EVIL!!!

Ace again

With tattoo + scars!

#yandere male #yandere #yandere x reader #yearner's oc tag 🦢#yandere x you #dead dove do not eat #original character

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professional-yearner · 2 years

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Clips, very close 😍🥰 (ft. Baby Asohka bc I finally watched totj! :D)

#star wars #clone trooper #clone trooper oc #yearner's oc tag 🦢#arc trooper clips

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professional-yearner · 6 months

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Pretty please send in requests! My brain is dried up of ideas 😭

I may start rewriting my Steel x reader story soon, bit in the meantime I'd love to hear from you guys! :3

#yandere clone troopers #yandere #yandere clone troopers x reader #yandere star wars #yandere x reader #yandere clone trooper #yandere clone #yearner's oc tag 🦢#yandere clone trooper x reader #yandere male #yandere starwars #yandere fives x reader

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professional-yearner · 1 year

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I believe every character should be able to be a little creepy and delusional, as a treat.

#star wars #yearner's oc tag 🦢#fandom

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professional-yearner · 1 year

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Question of the week....What would be the boys' fav types of food? (eg space italian).

SPACE ITALIAN 😭

Ooh this is a fun one.

If we're talking post war, they can eat wherever they want, then Riptide's definitely the health nut (but he'll eviscerate literally anyone who comments on his baby's food choices or weight), he's just a dork. He likes that, but his other favorite are those more expensive pizza places. Like say a mod pizza.

Striker likes your regular bar food, burgers and such, but he just adores cozy meals with his cyare at a good ol chain space-Italian restaurant. A space olive garden, if you will

Clips is a space-Indian-food enjoyer through and through. The little family owned place around the corner from your apartment made a punch card just for him, he knows some of the staff by name. He'll always get enough so you have leftovers to take to work <3

Sharpe is an outback steakhouse man, but if he notices that you have sensory issues, he'll adjust so quick you won't even have time to think too hard on it. The Greek place around the block becomes his favorite, both because he likes the food in general, and because it's a better environment for his delicate cyar’ika.

Docs is a Thai food man, the food at the place he brings you to every other week is so good, you can almost ignore how he'll sometimes just stop eating to stare. He just really wants you to have a good time😭

#star wars #clone trooper #clone trooper oc #clone trooper ocs #yearner asks! 🐑#yearner's oc tag 🦢

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professional-yearner · 2 years

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Docs!!! :D