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[knifegremliin]

The ms paint girlie Ever

[dorphizar]

I’M FINALLY DONE WITH REDESIGNING

I freakin' love it

[wombywoo]

confessional.

[yanluvr]

creep!reader: uhhh, max? where did you get that bone?

yan!dog hybrid, tail wagging: hm? oh, it came from the leg of that guy who was catcalling you during our walk! his body is in our basement. did i do a good job, master?

creep!reader, smiling: …. what was that toy you wanted so badly?

[insomniac-hours]

01 // Witch

This is part of my Yantober writing list Rory the Witch

TW; yandere behavior (very tame tbh), mentions of potions and spells, cheating mentions, nothing horrible if we're honest

Witch Yandere that falls in love with you when you stumble into his small shop, completely lost after a terrible forest picnic date gone wrong.

Wide red eyes, shocked as you stare back, before running around the counter and offering you a glass of water.

They enjoy the few moments they had with you, offering you some snacks and lemonade before guiding you out of the forest.

He sees you again a week later as he's gathering ingredients for his potions, a basket held in his hands full of herbs, flowers, crystals, and small jars with various liquids.

Witch Yandere that wants to spend more time with you and asks you to visit him, offering a Tarot reading free of charge.

Witch Yandere that offers to teach you how to make potions in hopes of you coming back, teaching you divinations and easy spells to help you with everyday life.

Witch Yandere that learns more and more about you the more often you begin visiting.

You have a shitty boyfriend that puts no effort into your relationship.

You have a sick pet and are getting more and more worried by the day.

A friendship of yours is in shambles and you don't know how to fix it.

Witch Yandere that helps you from the sidelines, offering you a potion for your pet, helping you figure out a way to fix your friendship and offering a spell to get your friend to open up about what bothers them.

Sneaking you a potion for your boyfriend.

"It'll make him be honest with you," he said, "You should be able to have an actual adult converstion now."

Witch Yandere that struggles to hide their smugness when you come back in tears the next day, crying about how your boyfriend was indeed honest and told you he was seeing someone else.

Witch Yandere that is normally selfless, focusing on anyone but himself, that can't help wanting something for himself now. So much so that he is able to convince you to move into his cottage.

Witch Yandere that keeps you company and puts you first at all times. Bringing you small trinkets whenever he goes out to gather ingredients, offering you breakfast, lunch and dinner daily.

Hobbies that you have will be encouraged, whether art, writing, gaming, photography, he'll try his best to indulge you.

If you're fond of gardening, you can bet he'll let you tend to his garden.

Witch Yandere that is so in love with you and aches for your love but refuses to try and force it with a potion.

He wants you to want him without anything influencing it, desperate for you to truly need him the way he needs and wants you.

[https-alberich]

CW: Fighting. Discriptions of gore. Bullying. Reader discretion is advised.

Notes: Chat did I cook with this one? Be honest.

Delinquent yandere boy who treats you like his personal plaything.

Delinquent yandere boy who grabs your hair and shoves you against a locker.

Delinquent yandere boy who tells you that they run this school, and you better respect that.

A sharp sting of the metal locker against your shoulder made you wince. “I fucking run this place.” Abel hissed. “You belong to me. You, and the rest of this fucked up establishment.” He leaned down and sunk his sharp teeth into the flesh of your neck, grinning when you squirmed in his grasp. “There. Now everyone knows, be grateful. I'd much rather light my cigarettes out on your pretty skin bitch. You're getting off easy today.” He whispered before pulling away, satisfied. “Now everyone knows who you belong to.” Abel ran a hand through his tousled black hair, his hazel eyes were bright with a fire. His cronies egged him on, jeering at you. The boy merely smirked and shoved his hands into his pockets, "See you around bitch.” He jeered.

Delinquent yandere boy who aims to make your school life as miserable as possible.

Delinquent yandere boy who stalks the hallways with his little gang of bullies after class on the off chance he could catch you at your locker.

Delinquent yandere boy who quickly memorises your schedule and acts annoyed when he realises, he has spares with you.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” A voice came out from the side, and you looked up from your notebook. Abel’s eyes were sharp and filled with annoyance. “Why the fuck do I have to have spares with the likes of you?” He huffs, “Move over bitch.” He rolled his eyes, dumping his books next to yours. You stared up at him, giving him a confused look. “Don’t give me that fucking look bitch. Every other table is occupied with couples who don’t understand that making out is something the rest of us don’t want to see.” He grumbled, looking annoyed.

Delinquent yandere boy who relishes in the way your cheeks flush and you give him a small smile at his stupid jokes.

Delinquent yandere boy who absolutely hates the way that you make him feel, how he wants to dote on you and shower you in his affections.

Delinquent yandere boy who starts spreading rumours that you’re dating him, effectively warding away most of the school from even looking your way, lest they wish to end up at the nurse’s office with a broken nose...

Delinquent yandere boy who doesn't hesitate to beat up the boy in your lab partner who was clearly being too handsy last class.

A sickening crack echoed through the school hallways. “No please- I didn’t mean-” The trembling voice was cut off by the sound of flesh pounding against flesh, the sound was sticky - the echo of bloody knuckles pounding against broken skin and the whimper of a plea to stop along with the smell of iron filling your senses made your eyes water and your stomach turn, nausea and bile rising from your throat.

Delinquent yandere boy who feels nothing but a burning hatred for this man - no. 'Man' was too humane for this scum. He was nothing but dirt under his feet.

Delinquent yandere boy who needs to show everyone exactly what happens to people that cross him.

Delinquent yandere boy who notices you watching and tries to show off, parading the fact that he owns you.

“Shut the fuck up.” Abel hissed. “You knew exactly what you did. Trying to fuck around with my bitch. I’ll make sure you never fucking think of them in your measly pathetic fucking life again.” Your eyes went wide when you pushed past the crowd of people who had formed around him to watch the spectacle. 

Delinquent yandere boy who ignores the cheers and the sound of everyone else's voices.

Delinquent yandere boy who’s doing this for one person and one person only.

Delinquent yandere boy who would gladly get every detention, every suspension, would willingly be expelled if he knew he was protecting you.

Some of them were cheering Abel on, some were actively trying to interfere. A boy lay at his feet, now unconscious and bleeding out. He looked down at the twitching body, it could’ve passed for as dead if it wasn’t for the sound of his weak breathing. Abel grinned and spat at the boy. “That’s what you get for fucking messing with my bitch. This goes for everyone else too-” He reached over into the crowd and grabbed your arm, pulling you into the circle. “If anyone touches my bitch. I will personally end you. You hear that fuckers? I'll beat your ass halfway to hell.” His eyes were sharp and cold, and possibly, the most dazling hazel you’ve ever seen. Abel huffed and pulled a cigarette from his pocket, reaching over to light it before the door to the English classroom swung open.

Delinquent yandere boy who knows that he’ll be punished for what he did.

Delinquent yandere boy who doesn’t fucking care anymore.

Delinquent yandere boy who shoots you a shit eating grin as he walks to detention.

The crowd quickly dispersed, leaving you and Abel standing over the unconscious body. The teacher took one look at the body before their eyes slid over to Abel giving him a 'look'. The delinquent scoffed and jammed the unlit cigarette back into his pocket. “I’m going jeez, what’s up your ass this morning.” He grumbled, whispering the last part under his breath, knowing that if he was caught making fun of a teacher, his one detention would quickly become four. Abel rolled his eyes, and he reached over to ruffle your hair. “See you around bitch. If anyone fucks with you, let me know.” He mused shooting you a grin before he slinks away to detention. 

Delinquent yandere boy who doesn’t even care that you never outwardly accepted his advances.

Delinquent yandere boy who is firm in the idea that you love him almost as much as he loves you.

Delinquent yandere boy who would go to hell and back for you.

Taglist: No-one so far!

© Written By https-Alberich. Do not copy, steal or translate without permission.

[mermaidfanficlibrary]

Tokyo Lights and Street Frights || Yandere Yakzua x Gn Reader

Characters: Takehiko

Summary: After moving out to Japan, you seemed to have caught a Yakuza boss's attention.

Warnings: Yandere themes, possessiveness, violence, yakuza things

A/n: he's such a sugar daddy fr

Yan Yakuza boss who sees you at a convenience store in someplace in Tokyo. He offers to pay for your items even if he had just met you. You were just so cute to him.

Yan Yakuza boss who makes sure one of his men is always follows you. He can't have his rivals hunting or takes you away from him. He just wants you to be safe.

Yan Yakuza boss who meets you again in one of the restaurants he's contracted to protect. The perfect chance to get to know you in a private setting.

Yan Yakuza boss who finds out where you live and your job. You just so happened to move into his territory. That makes it so much easier to protect you.

Yan Yakuza boss who leaves you little gift baskets at your doorstep. He's not ready to face you in your home quite yet. He doesn't want you in his world.

Yan Yakuza boss who keeps you at arms length. The last thing he ever wants or needs is to paint a target on your back for rival groups. The thought of you being hurt or kidnapped by anyone makes his blood boil

Yan Yakuza boss that is very traditional with his yakuza group. He doesn't use guns or does drug dealings as a result. He's often judged for it when everyone else is more modernized.

Yan Yakuza boss that is slightly older than you, like in his late 30s to early 40s. Doesn't like his age due to the wrinkles and when he sees your youth.

Yan Yakuza boss who finally gets the courage to hang out with you in a more casual setting and getting your number, not that he didn't already have it. It was a fast friendship considering his talent is making connections.

Yan Yakuza boss that takes you shopping to spoil the hell out of you. He has the money and room in the budget for you. Just ask and it's yours immediately.

Yan Yakuza boss who finally gets the courage to ask you out. Well not him specifically, but he sends his trusted 2nd in command to do it for him.

Yan Yakuza boss who is elated you had said yes. He sends only the finest. A fancy car, fancy flowers, fancy food, fancy guards. He's pulling out all the stops for you.

Yan Yakuza boss who ends up saving you on said date from a rival yakuza group that was after him. He feels like a fucking idiot for subjecting you to that.

Yan Yakuza boss who goes silent for a few days after the date. He's way too embarrassed to face you. Not when you saw the darkness he wanted to keep hidden from you.

Yan Yakuza boss who ends up with you on his doorstep. This time you're the one bringing him flowers. He was shocked that you were at his home. How did you find out where he lived? One of his members told you just in case.

Yan Yakuza boss who finds out that you didn't catch on to the fact that he was a yakuza boss and thought he was keeping you safe like any gentleman would. I mean that was the reason, but the fact that you don't know what he is baffles him.

Yan Yakuza boss who relishes in your naïveté and offers the flowers as your thank you for saving you. He's then floored by you asking him on a 2nd date.

Yan Yakuza boss who becomes your boyfriend in no time. Well that's what his members think your relationship is at this point. He's to much of a coward to ask.

Yan Yakuza boss who has a katana but doesn't ever use it due to him having wrist problems from using it so much. It doesn't matter though, he has his fists to protect you.

Yan Yakuza boss who would teach you how to use his katana if you asked about it. Becomes prideful when you compliment the sword at the amount of skill he must have had to use it so much.

Yan Yakuza boss who is very cautious when someone of the law comes up to you. This person isn't someone he pays to turn a blind eye, so he has to be careful.

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

[zivazivc]

I was just watching World Tour again. 😏 And was thinking about how the Funk Trolls switch between walking on two legs and four legs. Do you think baby Les ever tried to walk with four legs? Maybe Hed's dad discouraged it or something.

Love all your art and characters. 💕

Do they switch? I don't actually remember that. I kinda thought that half of them walk on two and half of them walk on all fours. But maybe there's a percentage that can do both, kind of like how some people can use both their left and rights hands to write.

But even so, Les isn't shaped enough like a funk troll for walking on fours to be natural for him, and his dad is two-legged too. (Maybe Flea can do it, I never drew his parents but I imagine his funk mom walking on fours.) ...But from how horrible Hed's dad was to him, yeah, I can totally imagine him discouraging something like that. Guy is a rancid piece of shit and he put that kid through so much... :((

[vinetabris]

Second Artfight attack! This one's for @teratophallia

[fae-of-prey]

the size difference… i’m fucking sick (toss me around n rearrange my guts forever mr. ghostface, i wanna be in the sequel!!!) 😵‍💫

[knifegremliin]

miss painti!!!!

[silversnakes-yan]

*chanting cheerfully.*

JASON SMUT! JASON SMUT! JASON SMUT! JASON SMUT! JASON SMUT! JASON SMUT!

Just, Jason smut w/ a virgin reader.

-🌺

✲𝓙𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝔀/ 𝓪 𝓿𝓲𝓻𝓰𝓲𝓷 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻✲

Jason definitely already knows you’re inexperienced. He just has a good way of reading people. He won’t jump at just any opportunity to get you squirming underneath him. No, he likes to play with his prey before striking.

He’ll make sly but clearly inappropriate jokes and leave lingering touched that cause your spine to shiver. This can go on for days. He’s patient after all. After you’re all flustered and blushing that’s when he goes in for the kill.

He’ll have you cornered, flushed and practically begging for him to do something. Anything. But Jason’s not the type to give so easily. He wants you to beg and plead. He’ll force you to tell him exactly what you want in explicit detail before his hands snake under your clothes.

Gentle is not a term in his vocabulary. However, he might take it slower if you ask nicely. Expect to be tied down. Jason doesn’t like to be touched. He wants you completely at his mercy. He’ll tease and overstimulate you with his sharp tongue and dexterous fingers until you’re a crying mess.

Once Jason’s sunk into your heat, he’ll give you a moment to adjust but the teasing won’t stop. His pace is rough and unrelenting. When he feels you’re nearly shattering, he’s going harder. The tears on your face from the pleasure cause him to go over the edge. A whiney moan would leave his lips before he realizes. Though, afterwards he’d threaten you to take it to the grave.

Jason wants to make sure that he’s your first and your last. That the memory of him will be imprinted in your mind and on your body. So no one else would dare touch you.

[my-maehem]

“I never want to let go…”

“Then don’t… never let go… don’t let me go…”

“Not until we die…”

She’s not dead— I swear it…

I wasn’t initially going to reference the bad ending of the HL story but I was inspired by this post and wanted to make my own ending… so… 👉👈

Context:

The one thing that I was upset about with the choices at the end of the game, was that there wasn’t an option to take the repository with a good purpose.

I believe that my MC would take the repository so that someone similar to Ranrok wouldn’t try and take it again and, you know… destroy the whole school in the process. Hemera is willing to sacrifice herself for the safety of the present and future of the school.

Although she can be a selfish brat person from time to time, she becomes selfless when it comes to others getting hurt.

((Ref))

[yanluvr]

Does max have naughty dreams of Mc? Spicy anon 🌶

you bet your beautiful ass he does. on the rare instances when max can sleep in your bed with you; if he’s surrounded by your scent, he’s already drooling and feeling his cock twitch in his boxers.

he dreams of you having your way with him. ride him till he’s blowing loads, pound his ass until he’s dumb, he wants you to own him, to call him your bitch toy. he wants you so badly-

he wakes up to creaming in his boxers. thankfully you’re a heavy sleeper.

[insomniac-hours]

17 // Masquerade

This is part of my Yantober writing list Ambrose and Reilan the Vampire Princes TW; Indication of being forced into a relationship, Vampires

Vampire Royalty Yans that dreaded the day they would have to look for partners, as they hated the idea of being tied down.

Of course, the king needed them to marry and refused to listen to their complaints.

Vampire Royalty Yans that notice you the moment you walk into the ball room, a delicate peacock mask covering half of your face as you made your way inside the room.

They practically tripped over each other as they ran to your side, wanting to know more about you as you were probably the most beautiful person in the room.

Vampire Royalty Yans that are addicted to your company in seconds, both of them can't help but cling to your every word, your every facial expression.

You were just so beautiful when you were carefree, a smile on your face and eyes crinkling in delight.

Vampire Royalty Yans that take turns dancing with you that night, only wanting your presence and completely ignoring all other suitors.

No one else felt worthy of their time, anyone but you was an insult to them and the crown.

Vampire Royalty Yans that think about you for weeks after the ball, searching for you outside until they find you at another masquerade held by another royal.

You wore a different mask, peacock themed but darker than the one from before.

Vampire Royalty Yans that are ecstatic to speak with you and won't leave you alone for a moment.

They struggled so long to find you, why would they leave you alone?

Vampire Royalty Yans that ask to marry you that very night, deciding you will be one of theirs no matter what.

They agree on everything, so it shouldn't be too hard to come to an agreement on how to keep you by their side forever.

[https-alberich]

CW: Reader is almost assulted. Mentions of spreading rumours. Reader discretion is advised.

Notes: Guys I'm so excited to work on Kyle's fic. I might only stop at 3 OCs. Any more is too many.

Cheerleader yandere who takings her friends, looking at all the new lip gloss shades from her favourite makeup brand.

Cheerleader yandere who notices you getting cornered by some creep in one of the aisles.

Cheerleader yandere who storms right over, kicks the guy in the gut with her heel. 

“And look at this shade! Isn’t it pretty?” Cassie smiled. “Oh, Dei come here! I found the perfect one for you.” She quickly tugged on one of her friend’s arms and pulled her towards the swatching station, comparing assorted colours. “No. this one’s too dark...” She pursed her lips, deep in thought. A scuffle coming from one of the aisles snaps her out of her train of thought. Cassie balled her fists and shoved people out of the way, walking over to where you were trying to push off a man grabbing at you. He barely sees it coming when a heeled foot connects with stomach, making him double over in pain.

Cheerleader yandere who curses him out and reaches out to make sure you’re ok.

Cheerleader yandere who offers to walk you to where you need to go.

Cheerleader yandere who holds the umbrella over your head, ignoring the way her shoulder becomes wet by the rain.

“You sure you, ok?” Cassie asked you for the millionth time, looking over at you, the minute she saved you, she had been attached to your hip, her hand gripped yours, it was tight. Like she was trying to bruise you, mark you as hers. You had reassured her, telling her that you were fine, and that she really didn’t need to do this, but the woman insisted. Telling you that she was no longer in the mood for shopping. She needed to make sure her angel was safe. 

Cheerleader yandere who invites you to her table during lunch.

Cheerleader yandere who glares at anyone who speaks up about it.

Cheerleader yandere who will personally feed you herself.

Cassie giggled, holding a spoonful of rice up to your face. “Open up darling.” She cooed, green eyes carefully watching as you parted your lips and took the spoonful of rice in your mouth. It was good, not too salty, not too spicy either. A good ‘middle ground.’ Cassie giggled and brushed away some hair from your face. “There we go, angel. You’re so pretty you know.” She whispered, leaning in to kiss your cheek, leaving a clear pink sparkly glob of lip-gloss on your face. “My cute little angel…”

Cheerleader yandere who insists that you come to all her practise sessions.

Cheerleader yandere who will not hesitate to move around some of her friends if your eyes linger too long on them.

Cheerleader yandere who wants your eyes on her. And her only.

Cassie grins when you cheered for her, chapping your hands to the thump of the beat as the girls perform for you. Your eyes slid over each member, watching them dance in turn. But your eyes always landed back on Cassie. Just like you were supposed to. Like the good little angel, you are. You didn’t want a repeat of the Molly situation. Staring a little too long at the girl had Cassie whispering the worst rumours that could’ve possibly plagued the school. You caught her one time, whispering something into her friend’s ear. When she noticed you watching, her brilliant green eyes gleamed and her lips curled into a grin.

Cheerleader yandere who will socially ruin anyone’s life if they think about touching you.

Cheerleader yandere who wants to spoil her little angel.

Cheerleader yandere who wants to claim you as hers.

All hers.

Taglist: @mono273