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androgynous! yan who never really thought much of you during school. you were there, he saw you, but it never really clicked just how much he needed you until you guys got paired up for an assignment. after spending so much time with you, even outside of class, they grew to love you. not even just a cute class crush he got paired up with once and will never think about again, no, you're an obsession. before he even realizes, soon his life goes from homework, online shopping, and maintaining a social life to needing to know you better than you know yourself.

androgynous! yan who, through further inspection (stalking), finds out that prior to this school year, you were homeschooled! and thats a perfect opportunity to get even closer to you. he was homeschooled for like 2 years during covid so that counts right? even though its not as many years as you've been homeschooled, he can totallyyy relate to you!

as for you, you knew of androgynous! yan. you didn't really care for them, yeah you saw him a few times and thought they were cool but you never really felt the need to be their frienc. well until they kept trying to insert themselves into your life. i mean, you dont mind them wanting to be your friend its just that its so very forced. you've told him many times you're awkward and have a hard time socializing and yet he still insists on being your friend!

androgynous! yan who often feels so comfortable to touch you everywhere on your body. you tried to bring it up to him but he said "well, normally friends always touch each other like this" and told you that the only reason you find it weird is because you've been homeschooled your whole life. you take is as fact because you have been homeschooled your whole life. so you just go along with it.

you first brought the idea of a sleepover with him to your parents and when you talked more about them they absolutely hated the idea of androgynous! yan. he was stunned!! how could they hate him sm without even meeting him first? instead of just giving up and letting it go like anyone else, no, androgynous! yan went a step further and just dressed more feminine to get past your parents. you introduced him as someone completely different and they adored him, or in your parents perspective, her. though, that night proved a mistake. while sleeping you felt hands all over you and shuffling around your room. when you woke up, you swear a few things were missing and placed differently. its safe to say after that night you avoided him to your best extent but you should realize you can't stay away from him forever.

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plaything (｡>﹏<)

brief sum: you're yan designer's personal toy

notice!: noncon + kidnapping and dollification(?)

You slowly wake up and as your groggy eyes try to make out what's in front of you, you realize that this isn't right. The bedroom you're in is not familiar at all. The room is painted a light pink. Its decorated with plushies, dolls, toys and even a little big boxed tv in the corner. You see a door but it's bolted shut with numerous locks. This clearly isn't at all your home or anywhere you've seen. Though soon, your eyes land on a mirror. You seem to be adorned with beautiful silk ribbons in your hair, a babydoll dress with ends of lace, and pearly white lace thigh highs. As you look down on your ankles you find chains. Long chains that confine you to the middle of the bedroom, if you had to guess the chains are most likely built into the floor. So there's clearly no luck with that.

As you look at your surroundings that's when panic truly starts to set in. You're in completely different clothing than what you remember being in, you're chained to the fucking floor, and maybe even worst of all you are in a room that has 0 familiarity to you. You try to think, think back to the earliest memory you can so that maybe it can give you some clue as to how this happened.

The earliest you can think back to was being in a private meeting with your favorite fashion designer. You're a model, or at the very least was a new model and you wanted your big break in the industry. You were lucky enough to get scouted by a talent agent and landed in a specialized meeting with your favorite fashion designer. Unbeknownst to you, he's had his eye on you for a long while.

You're suddenly pushed out of thought when you hear harsh locks being forced open. And the door starts to creak ajar. "Hey baby, you're finally awake." You hear a voice say softly. You look towards the door to find him, the designer, the one you looked up to, the one you auditioned for, and he's carrying what looks like.. a tray of soup and water—Did he do this?

He proceeds to sit on the side of the bed and sits the tray in front of you. "Honestly, I would've thought you were dead if you didn't wake up by now. Anyways, I made you some food." You just stare blankly at him—He did this, didn't he? You feel a sudden yank at your jaw. "You have to eat your food." You hear him say with a rather stern look in his eyes. He begins to force-feed you your food. "Ahh, open wide!" He says while holding the spoon in front of your mouth but you don't budge. You feel a sharp and sudden sting cover your cheek, he slapped you, and hard too. "If you don't open your mouth there will be more to endure." You hear him say sternly. Tears begin to form in your eyes and at this point you decide to comply. There's no need to make him any more upset than he is.

A few spoon fulls after you start to feel slow and hazy. Did he spike the food? He must've because you can feel yourself slipping away but you're trying so hard to remain awake. Seconds turn into minutes and it's even harder to keep your eyelids open. It feels like they're getting heavier by the second and the more time that goes by you can't seem to find the strength within you to keep them from closing. As you eventually give in and close your eyes the last thing you feel while drifting away is hands touching and feeling away at you and a faint whisper of a man saying he'll go gentle.

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a toymaker's desire o(≧▽≦)o

brief sum: not one but two yan toymakers!!

notice!: semi-based off of @yanderenightmare's post about yan captors !! its perfectly written (as all of their stuff)!!! btw this might be a bit long i realize. i spent sm words on the coming to life part :,)

There was something so intimate about constructing your face. Your head, the curve of your nose, your eye shape. It felt so personal. From this moment he knew you were gonna be the favorite out of all the dolls they've had.

After being fully made there was never a day that went by where you weren't dolled up. Even though you weren't alive they dressed you for every occasion. For example when it's bed time they choose from various types of pretty pajamas to put you in, one might even read a bedtime story for you. When it's morning hours you're put in frilly dresses or if they want to go for something more casual they'd put you in a baby doll dress. If they have to attend a gala or something fancy and punctual they'd dress you in a long dress adorned with intricate details with satin bows and silk gloves and lace. You obviously never end up going with them. If we're being honest though, if it weren't for societal norms and the stares and looks they'd get, you'd definitely end up going.

They love you so much, it's weird. You don't show signs of life but they feel strangely attached to you. They feel as if you all were meant to be. If we're being honest, it took a while for one of them to understand the obsession with you, he thought it was creepy if anything. However, over time he started to understand, their love for you transcended words and life altogether. No one's quite sure what had happened, they say that is was fate, it was destiny, etc. But your vitalization was truly something unexplainable.

It was a silent night in the manor today. The boys had already put you to bed and read you a story. Born staring, all you could look at was the pink bed canopy curtains that decorated the sides of the bed. You're not sure what had happened but suddenly you could blink. Hm, that's weird—You're a ball jointed doll, ball jointed dolls don't have joints in their eyelids. Even if they did they probably would still need someone to help them blink. Before you had the chance to think about it more you could move your eyes too! Your eyes usually are just straight across you couldn't move them before. This makes you wonder actually, if you can move your eyes and eyelids, you can move other body parts, right?

Almost instantaneously after thinking about it you could move your head. Honestly, it hurt like hell, now you're starting to understand why humans complain about the pain they feel. You decided to take another chance and just try try to sit up, that's is easy enough, right? When you hoisted your back up to sit in an up-right position it felt like a huge stab of pain in your lower back. You wanted to scream, you almost did actually, but you wouldn't want to wake up the boys, would you? They do so much for you that they don't have to. At the very least you owe them uninterrupted sleep.

Now that you're finally sitting up-right how about giving walking a go? You flung your legs over the side of the bed and decided to stand up. Honestly, this isn't that far off from being unable to move. You just have a lot more feeling in your feet. You decide to try walking! Though, this one is probably the hardest of all. You've never walked before, not even when you were a solid doll. You just try to copy what you see humans do! Uhh, one foot forward and uhh another one forward? You try to put another foot forward but you end up wobbling a lot. Oh my—You never realized how much balance that goes into walking! You end up falling, thank god it didn't make much of a sound though. That whole night though, you were fixated on getting walking right. It took you up until almost the break of dawn to get it right, once you finally walked good enough for your satisfaction you just passed out sleeping on the floor.

It was finally morning and the boys had the most perfect sleep! One of them went downstairs to make food and some coffee, the other went to go get you dressed for the day. As soon as he opened the door he was met with shock, you're on the floor and not on the bed as he left you.. Huh, weird. It's okay, as long as you're here he's fine! As he was about to pick you up he realized you're a bit heavier than usual, that's unusual but that's fine. Maybe he's just now noticing how heavy you are, you are a doll after all! As he picked you up, he realized, you're very not stiff? Your joints are much more limp and more prone to moving. Maybe he's just tired and his brain is just messing with him. Upon putting you on the bed he realizes, why is your chest rising and falling—Oh my god, are you breathing? This can't be right! You're a doll, is his brain playing games with him? He starts to put his hand on your chest. What the hell! Why does he feel a heartbeat?! Are you even the same doll he's loved? He looks at your face and body, I mean, you do look relatively the same.. He lifts up your sleeves and realizes your doll joints are gone..

Upon feeling all of this commotion along your body, your eyes start to carefully open. "What the hell.." You hear a masculine voice say, huh, he sounds just like one of your owners. As your eyes start to focus and make of what you're seeing, oh, it is him! He looks scared, and suddenly he pushes you off of him and backs away from the you. He starts to yell for your other owner. "You have to come see this, I don't know what happened!" He sounds so panicked, he looks terrified of you. Seeing this makes you a bit self conscious if anything, you're still the doll they know and love. You're not any different. You finally open your mouth to say something, "You still love me, right?" Moments go by and no response. The silence being so loud between you guys, you almost thought it was the end of the road for you until you see his face get less and less tense and his eyes start to soften. He walks towards you and gives a warm, deep embrace. "How could I not, my baby?"

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loser yan hcs ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა

brief sum: hcs for loser yan insert in this fic i made

loser yan! who was bullied growing up for watching anime and reading manga. his parents even thought it was a phase he'd eventually grow out of but he never did! and even as an adult he had still had a major obsession! i'd argue even stronger than before since now he actually has the money to buy more mangas, anime figurines, posters, etc.

loser yan! has only online friends. he made them through discord in anime fandom servers, they aren't the best of friends he'd ever ask for but they give him human socialization so he doesn't mind! :,)

loser yan! who wouldn't admit it to anyone but he often masturbates to hentai. i mean, are we surprised?

loser yan! who is utterly obsessed with you! ever since he realized you are a bunny hybrid oh it was all over for you. he was immediately hooked!

loser yan! who often babies you so much that it sometimes feels suffocating. sometimes he feeds you himself instead of letting you, he dresses you, and he even bathes you since you can't do it yourself. and must admit sometimes his eyes and hands wander where they shouldnt (｡>\\\<)

loser yan! who often reads his favorite mangas to you as bedtime stories. he finds it the cutest thing ever to see you doze off to sleep while hes reading.

loser yan! who sometimes masturbates to you while you're sleeping and sometimes even musters the courage to touch you. he knows its wrong but can you blame him? you're just so adorable when you sleep

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life beyond man ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

brief sum: yan! loser man goes into his house to find a bunny hybrid (you!)

Keys start to jingle on the other side of his door as he releases a sigh of relief. After dealing with his difficult clients today, what he really needs right now is a nice meal and a nap. Though, right before he unlocks the door he hears a loud thud. That's weird considering he definitely doesn't have girlfriend or anything, he lives alone, and he's not expecting any family today. And not to mention, it's sunny today, it's April and summer's around the corner so it couldn't have been the wind— Oh my god, did someone break in?

He hurriedly unlocks the door and runs in the house. Instead of finding what he thought would be a stereotypical guy in a ski mask with a bag to steal he instead sees you. A girl in what looks like bunny ears..? and a cotton tail? And not to mention such minimal clothing you're wearing.. His thoughts come to a halt when he realizes.. Hey! You're eating his food he spent good money on!

Your eyes widen as soon as you see him, you try to get up and run. To where? I don't know, anywhere! Anywhere but here, it's not only embarrassing but quite frankly humiliating to be caught. "What the hell are you doing in my house?!" He yells as he run towards you and grabs the container of food you were eating. Your eyes dart around nervously. You try to use the very minimal English you know and speak, "Uh, I.. don't.. understand.. language..."

Interesting.. Actually, upon further inspection at your head he realizes, where is the headband that gives you the bunny ears? He's looking on your head and he realizes he can't see any.. He starts to prod and feel at your ears and oh my god, at the slightest touch they start twitching. "Are they real?.." He involuntarily whispers. You start to whimper as he feeling your ears, you immediately swat his hand away.

He comes to the conclusion, oh my god, you're a bunny girl. Or I guess the appropriate term would be a bunny hybrid? He thought human hybrids only existed in hentai and animes. Honestly he wanted to come home and unwind and enjoy the rest of his evening but this is lowkey better! I mean, how many people can say that a pretty bunny girl is in their house and clearly need help with shelter, food, and clearly clothes too.. Oh this is wonderful! It's like you're his own personal bunny girl!

Your stomach starts rumbling and he notices. "Oh. Sorry, you must still be hungry!" he immediately sits you on the couch, and gets the food he took, warms it up for a bit and gives it to you. "Here." You immediately start feasting on it. He starts to pet your head while you eat as he starts to think.

The only thing on his mind is, "Oh my god, I need to brag about this!!" His friends, or the appropriate term, online friends, wouldn't believe it! And once they do, they'd be sooo jealous. They always said a loser like him could never get a girlfriend, I mean yeah you're not his girlfriend yet, but this is lowkey better! A cute bunny girl who needs his help with every aspect of her livelihood? Sign him the fuck up! He always wanted a girl to be cute and reliant on him though his introverted anime obsessed nature, acne, and chronically online personality really deters them away. Honestly he's relieved that you probably don't know much about human nature.

Also, though he wants to brag there is no way is he telling his family. Growing up his siblings pretty much made fun of and teased him for partaking in weeb culture. Though, nowadays it is more popular his unattractive features deters anyone from really getting to know him beyond his appearance. Though, truth be told he's still a creep under it all. He's so glad that you don't seem to judge him at all, from this point on, you have to be his.

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