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I love your inspired by Tomie yandere bf so bad!!! Can I ask what he will do if the reader won't play along just because he's pretty? I want to self insert bc I wouldn't excuse murder even if I find this guy HELLA attractive and would be creeped out if someone was stalking me ð© (sorry if its too much to ask)
Love you non the less ð
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he'd be UPSET. bro would be >:( 25/8 AND HED THROW TANTRUMS
yandere! boyfriend x gn reader
"what?! what do you mean you hate it?!"
"...you're acting like a child. why would I enjoy you hurting others?"
"because they hurt you! why can't you see I'm just getting revenge for you?! I do this because I love you!"
it's the nth time this week that your boyfriend was throwing a tantrum. this time, it was about you not appreciating his 'acts of punishment' towards those who hurt you. you know, it wasn't as bad as compared to the other times he did something like this but you couldn't stand him using your name for something like this.
your boyfriend was a obsessive, jealous and possessive guy. really, he'd have the head of anyone who tried to take you from him and he wouldn't have any remorse! because he loves you that much that he can't care less about the lives of others. to him, they're all trash. worthless flies meant to be used and discarded.
even moreso the people who show interest in you. those people aren't even meant to be used! just thrown away like trash! and that was exactly what he did towards the girl who asked for your number.
"she didn't even do anything wrong."
"she dared to ask for your number! your! number!"
you sighed, shaking your head as your boyfriend started complaining about how she didn't even deserve to have a glance in your direction. honestly! he was so damn clingy and possessive at times that you wished he'd just shut up. it didn't matter that he was attractive. he was hurting others just simply because of his obsession.
and that's not even the worst of it! he had even stalked you! broke into your house and was being a total creep and criminal! but of course... he used his beauty to his advantage. who would believe such a handsome and beautiful guy like him did such a thing, hm? and he was your boyfriend too! why would your boyfriend do such a thing? you're just being delusional.
to be honest you couldn't keep up with his behaviour. it was exhausting. but you couldn't even break up with him if you wanted to. because whenever you tried, something horrible would happen. accidents, bank account freezing, his fans attempting to murder you... you'd be better off just staying with him.
"can't you see? I'm just trying to protect and love you, darling..."
you kept quiet.
oh well. there was no escape from him. he'd always be there for you whether you liked it or not. so, you decided to push aside the nagging guilt and have some rest. it was already late at night after all.
"...let's just sleep already."
he smiled.
"good job darling! let's go~!"
you should've never had met him.
#suiana's sinners#ð€ð· anon#tw yandere#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere boyfriend#yandere boyfriend x reader#yandere drabbles#yandere imagines#suiana brainrotting#suiana rambling
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I've seen your vent and wanted to say that you're not alone in this. I understand how hard it is to be an unwilling child to abusive and neglectful parents, it really sucks. I myself cried so much just on this issue, but I can guarantee that it will eventually die down, especially if you move out and cut them off (i still live with my parents, but thankfully i stopped hoping that they'll treat me better and that helped me focus in different things). Healing is not going to be fast, but eventually you'll learn how to be happy with yourself and maybe even new people! Wish you the best ð
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omg :(( im so sorry you have to go and become hopeless bcs frankly you deserve way better <3 but its nice to see that you're adapting to the situation bcs same?? i did the same thing, stopped expecting anything + started staying out (not just physically but even mentally started focusing on other things) and honestly i have been holding out okayish no one can really tell i'm the same kid that was going through whatever... that phase was.
but thanks for checking up on me :") really appreciate it. sending you sm love <333
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YOOO ITS MEWING ANON AND YOU POSTED MANDERIN WARS ANON FIC COOL DUDE THAT IS SO SIGMA (I canât fucking spell) when I saw that the fic took 5 months it reminded me of that super sigma fic rq I sent you (the one thatâs gonna take like four whole Zelda game development cycles to make but YOU ARE AWSOME FOR SAYING YOU WILL. anyways I am glad that ask is between you me and GOD if literally anyone else had seen that Iâd be like ðððððð¥¹ð
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DID YOU JUST SEND ME EVERY SINGLE EMOJI IN ORDER IM FUCKING CRYING OH MY GOD
i DID post mandarin wars anons fic!! well⊠the first chapter at least ð I REALLY HOPE THEYâRE ABLE TO SEE IT
and iâll get to yours at some point donât worry man, it just may not be a while i have school starting up soon (boooo)
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Are a disgusting pair. Don't you think?
~âšïž (yes it's the one screaming over sskk)
Ok yeah thank you please differentiate your anon asks so I know who's responding and what fandoms to look for lmao, preserve the small bit of sanity I have
This one is obvious
Skk are rather annoying yes
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yesss!! i think i might just name the one with the white face Salem ð as for the second one, iâm so torn between Whiskey and Oliver ð but also, thank you for lending me some braincells, mâlady ð§ ð€ðŒ but alas, i cannot guarantee the condition i return them in will be good ð BUT YES, FUCK THEYRE SO CUTE. 15/10 would die for them multiple times
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That's okay honestly my brain cells aren't in great condition to begin with. Idk if you're taking votes but mine would be for Oliver...but again you have the brain cells for the day. And Salem is so ð©ð©ð©
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OMG IM CRYING, SHITTING MYSELF THROWING UP AAJDJGKFKAKABANJGJFð
That was soo good thank you for writing my request ð ILY
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ah i'm so glad you liked it ððð ily too ily too <3
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O hun don't apologize for feeling bad! Take your time with writing if you think you need it ð
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thank you 4 being so patient w me ð¥ºð¥º i hope you like the fic <33
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Sorry I made it public now ð
omg i just saw it and i'm so ???? u draw so well ð im forever grateful for this
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Hello I wanted to say that I'm in love with your writings! The yandere drummer fic was BUSSIN istg âŒïž
If it's not too much trouble, can you write a fic where the reader was a childhood friend, in love with not yet handsome yandere, but at that time he kept rejecting her over and over again and even thought that she was annoying. After their last conversation a long time passed and yandere became more handsome and popular after puberty. He began to think about the reader more and eventually realized that he was in love with her, but she no longer felt the same way about him even if she didn't hold any type of grudge for him.
I apologize if this is too angsty for you ð
With love from your "ð€ð·" anon
hi first anon ever <333 ð€ð· anon !!!
i'll write it ofcourse, nothing is every too angsty for me lol and i love writing pining !!! just let me know what are your triggers so i don't step my boundaries and make sure to keep you comfortable <33
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Hello! How are you doing? I'm glad you like your uni like you've said âšïž
Also because you've asked for advices on what should you write, can I recommend you make a horror-ish ghost x reader? Idk why, but I'm addicted to this lately ð©
Wish you luck in your uni ð
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i like my uni only bcs of the course ð its the local uni so im not very keen on it but iâve heard people do come here from all over my country so lets see !!
and ofcourse !! i think iâll do somewhat of a part 2 for this soon <3 i love horror + yandere and will grab and every opportunity to do it
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I saw you asking about followers fav fic, so I had to show you this: https://www.tumblr.com/screeching-bunny/716269588624588800/yandere-supernatural-harem?source=share
I love this fic sm it's kinda crazy ð
ð€ð· anon!
omg i love the idea so much????? like all those mythical creatures thatâs so attractive to me personally tbvh
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Ok, so I can't send a picture as an anon, that's why I've uploaded my interpretation of a yan drummer in imgur ð
https://imgur.com/gallery/b3xzBK9
Hope you'll like that -ð€ð·
hey anon!! i sadly can't open that link for some reason? it takes me to imgur's main page :((
have you managed like the access or something to allow anybody w the link to see it? it might be private!
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Omg thank you for working on the yandere idea I suggested â¡
Also if it's not too much to ask, can you do the picrew of the yandere drummer? I just though that he is really cute and I wanted to draw him ð¥ºðð
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i wouldnât know how to do a picrew and itâs pretty late here but i'll try tomorrow! <3
also omg i would be delighted if you drew him!! and personally for him i had gunil from xdinary heroes as a faceclaim so maybe you can get him as a reference ?? ð
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yandere childhood friend â¡ !!
gender neutral!reader. 1.7k words. warnings for irrational obsession for the reader. i'm not sure what it is but the guy is very, very delusional. i'm not sure what to think of this piece, but this one goes out for ð€ð·anon, i loved the yandere drummer you drew so much so i hope you like this :) !!
âhere,â you bring the flower to his face but heâs still annoyed. lately, heâs annoyed by almost everything, was teenage so bad? you wouldnât know yet. your best friend is almost 2 years older than you and only holds the position because you've been practically be forced to get along with each other, courtesy of your family being great friends.
he scrunches up his face. âi'm allergic, you should know that.â he responds, not even looking up from his homework. âmake me a paper bouquet, then weâll see.â
the first time you realized that you liked your bestfriend was the first time that he realized that romance was not his cup of tea and with you? no way in hell. he hated the idea of cheesy romcoms and pop songs, it disgusted him and he made a point of making it obvious.
but you were young, just about 12 or something, and he was the only one close enough to fantasise about, so you did - doodled hearts around his initials and yours, â2gether 4ever â¡â and made it so obvious to the adults around you that they often teased you about it, much to your friendâs dismay.
and the crush was so strong that the moment you went home, you were on youtube, looking for ways to make a paper flower, and then piecing it all together.
âbed time, now,â your mother calls out and you proudly show off your paper bouquet to her, âis that for him?â she asks, amused at your efforts to be seen by your crush. you nod.
âaw, baby, as much as i love his mother as my bestfriend, that kid doesnât deserve you,â she kisses your forehead.
yes, there were times when it felt like your heart was breaking into pieces or however those songs called it, when you saw him around school hanging out with other girls and not even acknowledging your presence. but when you went home and he excitedly told you about the new game he was playing, you fell all over again. besides, this is what happened in the music videos, right? there will be a day when he sees you like that too, when heâll be long over this phase of shouting âew, ew, ew,â when his parents kiss and be a more mature guy.
you did think that. but it was always in such a future tense that it never seemed realistic enough, it seemed far, far away. and when you actually reached that time period, your family had to move away, dad got a job somewhere else.
so you left that paper bouquet, (which quite frankly you didnât have the courage to give it to him in fear that he might mock you that he told you to make it for him and you did? what a foolâŠ) and a letter detailing your feelings for him.
but obviously it didnât hold much depth, as you can imagine, a preteen detailing their infatuation.
but long after you were gone, your friend started to do something which he never thought he would do, ever. he was missing you.
he missed you when he came home from school and there was no one to talk to, or no one to taunt about how much he hated a particular thing and not have you judge him. it was just so awesome on how you had never judged him for anything, because he was sure if he kept on repeating on how much he hated taylor swift to some other girl in his grade, she'd probably have flipped him off, even if she, herself hated her. that was the level of repetitive he could get.
but he missed you, making those random cakes with your mother and you ran down to him to make him taste it first and he acted disgusted. âthis is the worst, did you put in salt instead of sugar?â and you still had a smile on your face when you answered. âno, i just tasted it.â
he fiddled with the paper bouquet you left him for a long while after that, thinking about that afternoon and many others like that again and again. he could just⊠call you but his ego wouldnât let him. and he was so disappointed over the fact that you were talking to his mother almost every other day, but you never asked for him?
it was hurtful.
but he couldnât just ignore it. even when it was the only thing he wanted to do, ignore you, keep you out of his mind. but even when in high school he began going on dates and dances, he kept coming back to the paper flowers you left him.
he didnât have any allergies. he was just messing with you. he never knew you'd actually do it. just like he never thought you'd actually leave, or that he'd ever miss you like this.
when he was out of the local college, he was sure that he was going to come to you, he knew the city where you lived through his parents' daily conversation at the dinner table. you were still in college, about an year or two remaining and he looked for jobs in your area.
when he found one, he was absolutely relieved. he told his parents it was one of the best opportunities in his career and it was, just not in his career, but it helped that the city you were in was quite famous and the job wasnât bad either.
so when he finally takes your number from his mother and calls you.
heâs so delighted to hear your voice, even though it has changed a lot. and youâre happy too! you sound really happy when you say that you're excited to meet him.
and oh, youâre right, he never considered your angle on it, you must have missed him so much! oh, poor thing, the move must have been so harsh to you. maybe the reason you didnât ask his mom to give him the call was because it'd simply hurt too much to talk to him without being near him. right? this had to be the only explanation.
so when he moves in and settles into his apwrtment, he calls you in the morning, and you give him a recommendation for a cafÚ nearby, âitâs a good one, i think you'll like it,â
see! you know him so well!
he arrives there a few minutes late, but youâre already there. oh, you still love him so well.
but midway through drinking overexpensive coffees and reminiscing the old times, he chokes on his drink.
he honestly thinks youâre kidding.
âwhat?â he wants you to repeat it again.
âi said, iâm not in love with you, my friend, iâve moved on,â
the friend stings more than applying sanitizer on a cut, he swears. but it was just unbelievable, you were just running after him (not quite literally, pardon him, heâs a little delusional) begging for him (again, heâs delusional) to make him go on a date with you, with the last part being true. you did want him to go on a date with you, but you respected his decisions.
yes, you did have the worst and incredibly humiliating crush on your childhood friend, but it was just all that was in your opinion, a crush that started when you were 12 because he was the only one you hung out with and spent all your time with and so you were convinced, from ages 12 to 16 almost that this was the guy youâd marry and start a family with, youâd already picked out the names for them. but the problem was? he didnât like you back.
your childhood friend had better things to do, like all teenage guys do, ofcourse, but he was always stuck with the feeling that he didnât want you, he physically cringed when at joint dinner sometimes both of your parents would joke about you both dating, it was just something that was unimaginable for him at that point. only at that point though.
he was too busy going out on dates with random people, unbeknownst to how much he was hurting you (because in his defense, he was just a kid and he wasnât quite sure how deep your feelings ran).
but now? why not now?
he had finally realized that it was you he liked, genuinely. And now you say this? It was absolutely heartless, did you not even stop to consider his feelings, even for once? Did the fact that you loved him before mean nothing to you?
âwhy donât you love me anymore? or are you lying? to avenge your hopeless pining and me turning you away, is that it? please, talk to me. please.â
âit was a childhood crush, they eventually go away,â you donât know what more he wants to say to you.
âbut i⊠but you,â
âthere are no but's here, if you came here looking for me because youâre realizing your feelings almost 8-9 years later then it's absurd because did you really think i would wait for you that long? i have a life now, i have a boyfriend and.. just grow up, you have a job here you should focus on that.â
you mentally made a note to stay the fuck away from this guy, because he was spewing some crazy, crazy shit. never in your wildest dreams did you ever think he would come back and be insistent on his feelings, it was all like a fever dream.
âam i that bad..?â he whispers softly, you look up at him, he has both of his hands on the table and his head hanging down. great, he's crying now. âi'm sorry i was so rude to you before.â
âlook, it's fine, okay? we were both kids and i don't even hold it against you, i didnât back then and i still don't. so go live your life and move on,â
you didnât think you could bear to stay sitting there for a minute more, so you got up and went to the counter to pay and without a second glance, you left the cafÚ.
all the while, your childhood friend is still sitting there, not looking up.
âi.. i canât do that,â and he looks up and wipes his tears, he didnât come all the way here just to get disheartened so easily, did he?
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ð€ð· anon, im gonna work on ur request soon <3 stay here w me till then hahah !!
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