#I love yanderes ugh

[avnillae]

Cannibal! Angel

. you’d been anxious the day prior, eager maybe, but the hunger overcame the fear in the grand scheme of things

. you made sure to leave no traces, no amateur google searches, no open discussion or hypotheticals to raise eyebrows or questions on any online subreddits, you played the scene out continuously, repeatedly, obsessively for months in your imagination

. every what if scenario with meticulous solutions, you’d get away with it with this much preparation

. the only question would be how to prepare it once it. happened, but you figured if home chefs could whip up something delicious with liver or chicken hearts on the cooking game shows you’ve mindlessly indulged in, flesh would be no different

. if you could even wait to prepare and cook the skin

. you chewed on your nails, the skin around it inevitably finding its way between your teeth, pulling away at the metallic taste eventually flooding your lips, you stared and watched as the crimson ran from your thumb to your forearm.

. it was mesmerizing in a way, how beautiful the shade of red could be

. a universal shade unique to the living and past tense thereof

. you wanted to bathe in it, to be submerged in others

. an act so private, so intimate, so utterly inviting

. you’d reprimand yourself had you cared anymore, your patience had run thin, your body shaking with adrenaline

. with the ring of the doorbell, you stood at attention, in anticipation, a grin plastered on your face as you unlocked the door to greet your unsuspecting date

“Hey ! Welcome in, I’m so happy to see you !” You greeted them with a brazen hug, causing the other to blush profusely, “Thanks for having me, I was surprised when you said you wanted to meet again.. I thought I had blown it the other day..” they laughed meekly.

. They had, had you been a normal sane person, you’d have never met up with them again. But once it came down to it, they were the perfect victim.

. Oblivious, willing, pathetic to the point of being absolutely pitiful.

. Pitiful, it was no surprise they were infatuated with you, you felt sorry for them.

. Sorry that you’d never feel the same level of intensity for another, sorry that you couldn’t form meaningful connections with others, sorry that you were different from them, sorry that you had this need that gnawed at your insides begging and pleading for you to do the same to others.

“What ?! No way, I thought I was the one who blew it, I felt bad with how things ended I know I wasn’t the most.. welcoming.” You grasped at their coat, helping them out of it, your hands purposely lingering across their broad shoulders a moment too long, a shiver racked down their spine which they quickly excused as it being ‘cold outside’ a small smile was exchanged.

. If you were being honest, the first outing consisted of you sitting there counting down the minutes spent as they had blabbered on and on about financing and how much they had saved in 401 and IRA accounts. Strange given since you’re both in your early twenties, but you digressed. At the end, they walked you to your car, with not a full sentence having come out of your mouth besides “yeah? crazy ! no way!?” the entire date.

. Awkwardly rubbing their head, they looked at you with expectant eyes and a small lean, of course they’d want a kiss.

. Much to your dismay, you had leaned in as well. The things we do in the name of love and all such things, if only you could feel such a thing.

. Had this gone another way, you knew you’d be secured had you married.

. But it hadn’t.

“Au contraire, mon amie, you were simply divine..” They purred turning to face you as you hooked their coat away. “No other woman has been able to keep up intellectually in conversation such as you,” Because yes and ya are apparently genius and innovative, “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted and more.”

. Right, you pulled a tight smile, wrinkling your eyes downwards, partway in attempt to appear bashful another to hide the disgust in your eyes.

“You flatter me,” You grasped at their wrist, “But enough about that, let me get you a drink!” You sauntered ahead, feeling their gaze over your form, nauseated, leading them away from the doorway.

“This is a nice place you have, how much do your folks pay for it?” You heard, as you reached into the cabinets and pulled out two modestly sized wine glasses.

“My folks?” Pouring tawny in both cups, you mentally cursed at yourself for using the good wine on this swine.

“Yeah, like your ma and pa, you can’t seriously pay for this place on your own.” Turning, you followed their voice onto the plush cushions of the settee before handing them their glass, you let out a strained laugh.

“I’d be lying if I said I did this on my own, but it’s because of them that we were able to meet in the first place.” And you’d be lying if you said you didn’t, but they didn’t need to know that. It wouldn’t matter anyway.

“To us.” They raised their glass, “To us.” You joined, clinking your cups together.

. It wouldn’t be long now.

. Sipping gracefully on the cherry wine, you eyed your date as the gulped down the entire glass.

. With a content sigh, they placed down their glass onto the table ahead. “A little sweeter than the usual I’m accustomed to.” They giggled, loosening their tie, a pink hue coloring their cheeks.

How cute.

“Oh?” You cooed, as you placed your glass aside theirs.

. You shifted, carefully closing the gap between you two, “Is it sweeter than me?” Eyes peering, you fixed into straddling their lap, their breath hitched, watching as your hands slid against their chest before you grasped hold of their tie. Pulling them forward, your lips hung dangerously close to theirs.

. Their hands cautiously placed themselves against your thighs, their gaze fixated on your stained rosy lips.

“Well… I’d have to have another taste before I can say for sure..” They murmured, closing in on the space between your lips.

. Disgusting disgusting disgusting

. You could taste the faint menthol from their cigarette they must’ve had a few minutes prior to your meeting, the taste of the alcohol, which wasn’t even that bad had it not been wasted on someone who was going to die in a few minutes.

. Nevertheless, your body pressed against theirs, your grasp on the fabric loosened leading to your arms wrapping around their neck effectively deepening the kiss.

. They groaned against your lips, their hips bucking against yours.

. You could feel the wetness pooling in their briefs even through their clothes.

. Typical to be this wet just from a kiss, you bet they were a virgin with how generally unlikeable they were. Maybe you were being too harsh, they had probably been with another. You didn’t put it past them to go through the pros and cons with another as to why their date should sleep with them.

. Pro, I’m rich. Con, everything but I’m so rich you’d be stupid not to get fucked

. You held back a laugh, before you felt them push against you.

“Something…”

Right, took long enough.

“Something ?”

“..Something isn’t right.” Their hands falling limply from your thighs to their sides, they started leaning onto their side, sinking into the couch.

“Something isn’t right ?” You repeated, getting up from your place on their lap. “That can’t be true, everything is going according to plan!” You smiled, leaning down to meet their lidded eyes.

“Gosh you look simply, what was the word..?” Tucking a strand of hair behind their ear, you admired the dazed look on their stupid face, “Divine !”

. Leaving your place by their side, you paced towards the record player on the other side of the living room.

“You like music?” You asked, taking a vinyl out of its sleeve and placing it on the stand.

“I always have to have something on in the background,” You mused, setting the needle at the last track. After, turning to your beautiful sleeping date on the sofa. Their breathing had slowed as their eyes shut, only soft moans had left their lips.

¿ Por qué será ? ¿ Por qué será ?

“Otherwise I get,” Pausing to unzip the sparkling gown adorning your figure, you couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh,

“Otherwise I get scared. Silly, isn’t it?”

. You stepped out of your attire, lest you dirty your beautiful dress. The only thing covering your body being lace garments and a garter belt sitting along your waist.

Just in case they had swayed your decision.

They hadn’t.

No me da pena, me da ternura

“Gives me no sadness, gives me no tenderness, roughly.” You sang along, once again assuming your position on their body.

“Tonight you’ll be my first,” You cooed, unbuttoning their dress shirt. Exposing their chest to you, tracing along their abdomen, you hummed along,

“Es que no has aprendío na o es que tienes un problema”

“You should be grateful, after this no one can claim they’ve been inside me…” you mumble lazily leaning down to lick their skin.

“Atleast not in the way that you have..” you whisper against their flesh, stroking their rib cage. They were awfully skinny for a meal, but beggars can’t be choosers. You trailed downwards, nipping at their hip bones, teasing your hunger. You ran your tongue upwards, the area between their hips and rib, the softest area on their abdomen.

No me da pena, me da ternura

. You sunk your teeth into their skin, the all too familiar metallic taste invading your senses. Crimson painting your lips, staining the furniture, dripping onto the marble flooring. You bit down harder, a squelching noise accompanying the singers beautiful vocals.

Las llamas son bonitas porque no tienen orden

. You pulled away, as their flesh clung desperately onto their body before snapping at the distance. You savored the taste.

. The wet sopping display of their body laying so perfectly underneath your body.

. So helpless, prey sprawled defeatedly under its predator.

. What a sad ending, being eaten alive.

. You plunged your hand into their warm intestines, feeling it envelop your fingers, soft. Squishy. Gore pouring out of the hole you’ve punctured into their body.

. You let out a satisfied moan, further tearing them apart until their guts mimicked their owner. A sad display on the couch, strewn about in a beautiful ruby mess. You licked your lips, your body aflame at this point. You dug in deeper, both hands submerged.

Y el fuego es bonito porque todo lo rompe

. From the tip of your fingertips to the bone on your wrist, a warm hot pool of intestines and organs. A maze untwined beneath your body.

You took a bite, then another, and another.

Kidney, lung, heart.

. Hours must have passed since you’ve explored their body, all that remained was a mangled carcass.

. You sat on the floor, blood smearing your cheeks, having run down your chin and onto your chest and well, everywhere. You pulled back your hair, the ends dyed red from the remains.

. You crawled towards your bookshelf, staring straight into the lens inconspicuously hidden away. Its red light blinking rhythmically as you grabbed your strewn about cell phone from nearby.

. You input the digits given to you from before.

Ring… ring… ring…

“H- Hello ?!” A seemingly panicked voice came from the other side, a small smirk found itself on your face.

“Hey, sorry for calling you so late, are you free tomorrow?”

[yandere-romanticaa]

Despite the cheerful smile on his face, Tartaglia's eyes are like the sea - deep, dark and most importantly, terrifying.

No one knows what dwells deep within those waters and frankly, many are afraid of taking a dip in that endless sea of mystery. Who in their right mind would dare to see what this ticking time bomb has up his sleeve? Life is easier if you steer clear of him. Bow your head or simply leave, nothing good comes with dealing with the Fatui, let alone a Harbinger.

But to fall head over heels for one, well... That is a story worthy of the history books.

It was difficult to be with him. His lust for blood would never cease and the hunger for power would keep on growing.

That need doubled once you became a constant presence in his life.

Do you see him? Are you looking at him? He sure hopes so. Tartaglia lives for your words of praise, he needs it like air. Tell him he's the best even though he already knows that he is. Tell him that you love him, that you won't ever leave him and watch him take down the entire cosmos for you. Watch him come running back to you bloody and bruised, his tone quiet but sincere as he spills his undying love for you through his busted lips.

He is danger incarnate. Not even his co-workers want anything to do with him. But it's so hard not to fall into his strong, secure arms as he kisses you breathless beneath the shimmering moonlight. People avoid you due to your association with him and sometimes, you miss your old life. Sometimes you miss how the sun would kiss your face as your friends laughed behind you, picnic baskets in your hand as you made your way towards a clearing you all fancied. You can still recall the smell of fresh bread, various jams and the endless sea of fruits everyone would bring.

Those moments were true slices of paradise. They were simple but meaningful, powerful even.

Some things were more powerful however.

You traded the sun for snow. Warmth for cold. Comfortable uncertainty for caged safety. Friends who left you for a lover who was ready to kill for you.

Don't focus on them, the ginger man would tell you. You don't need any of them, not when you have him. And you would grip his jacket tight, so impeccably tight that your knuckles would turn pale. He would then proceed to kiss those knuckles with a gentleness a man like him ought not to possess.

Tartaglia was a walking contradiction of a man. And you wouldn't have him any other way.

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[kindofatheatrekid]

Soft Yandere! Veteran HCs (and a special something at the end!)

So I basically fell in love with this nameless man I wrote on a whim- And now I’m giving the dude a name now- My precious moot helped me to cement his identity as a jaded, Russian veteran and I obviously leaped at the chance of making an old dilf. I fucking love this man- 😀

This is definitely NSFW so…

MINORS DNI. MINORS DNI. MINORS DNI.

That’s better! ❤️

Soft Yandere! Veteran who’s at least twenty-five years your senior— and makes sure that you remember that. He’ll make sure that any bratty attitude coming from you will be promptly shut down. Whether it’ll be through a spanking session or giving your mouth something better to do… Well. It depends on how much you’ve pissed him off already. ^^

(Don’t worry, though. He’s too much of a softie to not ensure that you’ll enjoy every second of your “punishment~” 😮‍💨)

“In my days, cadets used to have their teeth smashed in if they mouthed off to their superiors. Shouldn’t you thank me for my leniency, love?”

Soft Yandere! Veteran who makes sure that you’re always well fed. He may have some food insecurity problems, and would never want his beloved to ever experience that gnawing hunger he felt in his earlier years. So say au revoir to any diets you want to do!

He’s a good cook too, so you bet he’s going to feed you every time you see each other. You’re always going to be greeted with food as aftercare— there’s no arguing on that. He will force-feed you. 😓

“A diet? Tch. You don’t need that. Just eat, dear. You need the nutrients for later.”

Speaking of aftercare! Soft Yandere! Veteran who knows exactly what to do after years of fucking women. …And maybe some men but we don’t talk about his soldier years- The man will wipe you down and massage every part of your body that aches after his rough treatment. Believe in the old man who has chronic pain every day because of what he did in his youth- He definitely knows how to relieve any muscle aches. 😌

Soft Yandere! Veteran who is a huge cuddler. He’s taller than you and is just a brickhouse— you’re not going anywhere if he wants to cuddle with you. He probably has a size kink, loves seeing you try to fit him in your mouth. He’ll be so condescending about it too, goading you on while he’s reading the newspaper like the senile man he is. 😩

“Come on, love~ Is that really the best you can do? You can take a bit more, right? For me~?”

Soft Yandere! Veteran who is Russian! The man never speaks crass words, though— always a gentleman through and through. His mama taught him right! He has to make sure that you remember your manners with him too! Say please and then he might give you what you want. It depends, though. Have you been a polite lover to him today? 🤔

“Mmm… I don’t know, Солнце… You’ve been so naughty today. I think you should beg some more for my cock~”

Soft Yandere! Veteran who has episodes of depression whenever he remembers the young men he killed in the battlefield. You can find him on the floor while staring at his countless medals— bottles of everclear on the floor with a few cigar buds in the ashtray nearby. A hug from you will help him a lot…

(Please replace the bitter cigar in his mouth with your sweet lips. Give him something else to think about. Better yet, why don’t you spread those thighs of yours? That will always get the old man going! 😊)

“...Thank you, лапочка. I needed this.”

Soft Yandere! Veteran who will never let you go. You’re just too pure for the world… He’s directly seen how dirty humans can be. You’re like a spring breeze to him, allowing him to relax his mind for the first time since he was drafted. Just listen to everything he says. Don’t you believe in him? ���

“...People… They can be cruel. Especially to wounded rabbits like you.”

You didn’t think that I’d just make headcanons after painting a scene in your head, right? Dear gods no! I want to be a nice author to you all! (At least until my mind decides to switch up and make angst- But you’re all safe! For now.) 😈

Anyways! I’m going to show y’all a blowjob scene with this old man now! Have fun! ^^

(It’s gender neutral this time because you’re sucking his dick-)

You thought he was being too cruel right now. Here you were: on your knees, serving the man while he was enjoying his morning cup of coffee. If you could talk, you would’ve whined at him for his attention; to get that dumb paper out of the way so he could fuck your mouth like you knew he could. He was undoubtedly affected by the way your lips were wrapped around not even half of his cock, though. There was a reason why his hand had a firm grip on your hair— not allowing you to pull away nor go deeper.

The old man had way too much patience compared to you, not even budging when you start to paw at his clothed thighs. He’s spent years on the battlefield, dear. The man can neglect his own needs as long as you learn your lesson. Your parents must have not taught you very well, but that’s fine! He can show you exactly how to stay in the lines.

Your desperate whimpers send shivers down his spine, the vibrations making his warm cock grow hotter— a familiar warmth pooling underneath his stomach. His hand tightens around your locks, a deep sigh escaping from his lips before he even knew it. You got what you wanted, his attention. And oh… You have his full attention.

A low growl was your only warning before he forced his cock down your throat— his hands now occupied with pulling your hair like it were a horse’s reins. You couldn’t breathe; he was big, and he knew that. You could barely see his sly grin through your tears, but you could feel it. By the way his hand was kept on the back of your head to keep your spit-covered lips on his cock. By the way his other hand was patting the top of your head so affectionately. By the way he cooed at you like he wasn’t choking you on his dick right now.

“Aww~ Is there something you want to say, Солнце? Come on~ Use your words for me, hm?”

The bastard was taking pleasure in your helplessness; he knew that your throat was far too occupied to do anything but let out a few muffled whimpers. Whimpers that went straight down to his weeping cock, his balls tightening even more when he sees how prettily you were silently begging for his mercy. The old man was just getting his rocks off at this point.

He kept on using you, bobbing your head over and over again— he was an old soldier, he knew precisely how long he could keep you gagging before you’d pass out. It was like a game to him in a way, seeing how far he could physically push you before you were on the brink of passing out. You were seeing both stars in your eyes and black spots; your adrenaline peaking from this deadly game. One where all you could do was trust the man in front of you that he knew what he was doing.

His endurance was no joke even after over a decade, you didn’t know how long it was before you could finally taste something bitter on your tongue— his head tilting up as he groaned. You were still gagging, your head pushed as far as possible when he came in your throat. The thick, slimy liquid going down your throat effortlessly as he slowly slides you off his limp dick. A round of coughs greeting you after your lungs were suddenly filled with oxygen after a while with barely any.

All he did was pat your head, grabbing a cloth from the table to clean up the mixture of his cum and your drool and tears off your face. His palms tenderly cupping your cheeks afterward— steadily lifting your face up before he presses a soft kiss on your now clean lips. A satisfied smile curving up his lips when he sees your blissed out, lost expression; your usual bratty self not seen at all.

“Hm… Better.”

Translation:

Солнце = sunshine

лапочка = sweetie pie / cutie

BRO. THIS. THIS DOES THINGS TO ME. Y'ALL LIKE THIS OLD MAN TOO, HUH??

"I know what you are."

[bearw-me]

Loved the physical affection Lute and the fluff was great, I didn't specify NSFW as I saw that's not something you do much. If you're interested in continuing with our favorite....how about Yandere Lute next?

yes, I've attempted nsfw w/ lute in the 'first time hcs' i wrote! and i've actually never thought about a yandere lute until now: she's absolutely terrifying btw

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐇𝐜𝐬!

𐐒 includes : yandere! lute x gender neutral! reader 𐐒 cw : dark, mentions of death/killing, mentions of manipulation (?), possessiveness, reader's in for it, i swear like once i promise 𐐒 summary : just your run-of-the-mill crazy yandere lute (general hcs) 𐐒 note : our scary angsty gf lute :')

lute is completely, utterly terrifying

but you wouldn't have guessed right?

the signs would probably start from something small: maybe you caught her when she stumbled during a flight, or tried to catch her gaze when she assembles the exorcists . . . something you'd think is small that would catch her attention like nothing else

after that i don't think you'd see a lot of her

matter-of-fact, lute likes to watch you, every moment your not consciously aware there's an angel lurking just outside your window. whenever she gets the chance away from work, she's there.

possessive beyond belief

lute hasn't quite figured out her new found emotions yet

its like a burning rage that has no set objective. . . but she doesn't want to hurt you. more like. . . smother? no that's not the word. . .

so for now, she just watches you

hates when people interact with you or when you're overtly friendly to people.

is/does kill people like that. humans that made it to heaven, sinners. . . maybe she'd even consider slaying an angel just to get to you (at the end of this, I think she would kill god or lucifer if she thought they'd get between you)

she'd fking love killing for you

which is terrifying: the idea of lute turning fallen or straight sinner just because she's obsessed with you- entirety. yes, the heavens would fall for you, she promises.

Lute would probably mess up all her plans to meet you in a picture perfect setting, but gods do you get her adrenaline pumping when you run from her.

Likes to toy with your emotions (if you make her feel this confused, then you can take it too)

but lets be real, the only god she'd ever serve again would be you.

she's loyal beyond belief, she'd lay down her life and anyone else's in fact, if only you asked it of her.

and once you realize that I guess its smooth sailing for you.

unless of course you try to reject her

a twisted, guardian angel

[miupow]

bro I cannot stop thinking ab yandere taehyun (im cooked) but like imagine he’s ur best friend since forever and one day he sees u talkin to one of the boys (probs yeonjun to be fr) and gets super duper jealous after you tell him that your into jun! taehyun doesn’t get it. why can’t you see that you are the one for him? so when you don’t listen to his BS warnings ab jun he just dr00gs u and locks u up in a room with all your favorite things in it, even a new wardrobe! but these clothes don’t look too appropriate…where are the sweatpants? where r u? then as u look at the cameras and not so innocent toys lying around your room…you know you’re trapped. but…what are these pictures around the room? they’re all familiar…(they’re literally all of taehyun so that u can forget about everyone else)

p.s. it was gonna be like some photos of ur family but instead of their faces he just put his on top but tbh I would giggle so no.

p.p.s. Sorry I’ve been like so inactive college move in is no joke frfr (transfer student things)

-rockstar jjun anon

this taehyun fr

[yanaleese]

Honestly, Karma, let’s get married. Fuck the certificate and family after our asses, I wanna elope like the colors and stars evident within the Milky Way.

Oh he would happily say yes!!!

Just make sure Kallisto doesn't find you first...

<3

[nyxronomicon]

ugh please someone restrain me I'm thinking about yandere stepcest with Sunday...

[blindmagdalena]

Imagine, you're held at gunpoint, maybe kidnapped? Before one kidnapper really looks at you... And goes, "Wait, what's your name?"

"Oh, Y/n L/n." Not scared at all.

"Wait, Y/N L/N as in WIFE of THE HOMELANDER,"

"That's right!"

"Holy shit..."

She smiles and waves her little fingers. "Hi Honey!" Before a red light fills the room.

I imagine him with a slightly unhinged S/o...

She would totally step over their dead bodies in her Jimmy Chu pumps. He would probably find the blood on them sexy....

murder couple is top tier trope for me. i love a good 'i can fix him' but god help me if i am not weak for 'we can make each other so much worse.' give Homelander an s/o who is tender with him. who says 'i love you' with the same breath she gives him permission to pop a man's head clean off his neck like a dandelion. let her lick her thumb and wipe the blood from his cheek before she kisses it.

i want attack dog Homelander who protects viciously because he enjoys it. because when he returns to her with blood on his hands and in his hair and spattered across his suit, she takes him into her arms and sighs Thank you, baby. You were wonderful. she would bathe the blood from him for the sole purpose of washing the canvas anew for the next crimson spray. they would feed each others deepest, darkest demons, and what is love if not nourishing the soul of another?

[korpuskat]

oughg... breakup anon here. that monk scenario is really good... like... him pressing his array to your forehead and stroking your cheek while youre completely trembling in fear. reassures you he'll never do anything to hurt you while your city is up in flames. before all of this hed spend his nights thinking of how to convince you, if you still live in that little house with the creaky porch that couldnt take his weight. he thinks about your fingers on his face. thinks about how much he wants you sitting on his desk as he maps out global destruction. he NEEDS you back. you were always intelligent, youd have amazing input for his plans, surely! maybe even better ideas than him! he could explain all this, right? his mind keeps going back to just taking you and explaining later. scarily? lovingly? loving would be easier to get you to comply, surely. you had such a good thing before, he can be who you wanted again. he can be that for you, and keep you, and once the war is over and he has his perfect world, you could settle together. be the poster children for human and omnic harmony. if you have a new lover by the time he enacts all of this, iris have mercy on them. theyre definitely not coming

god pleaseeeeeeee

it's all so sickly sweet, like he does not understand how far gone he is. He's missed you so much, and now you're right here! in his arms again! He'd love if you would stop shaking like that, like you're afraid of him, because you were never afraid of him, were you? No, no, no you were always so sweet and kind and accepting.

Honestly, he can be who you wanted again-- you just need to ask anything of him and he'll do it for you, be it for you. Except to leave, of course- it's dangerous out there now and he has to keep you safe, what kind of lover would he be if he allowed that?

[plagu3dlov3r]

I guess my hearts been more open since i finally figured love out, i have never known the earth is full of such gorgeous people with such pretty smiles :,) never stop smiling please!!

[i-need-to-touch-grassss]

Hi! Hi! I saw your master list that your writing for undertale and Cookie run so I came and rush to request at you as fast as I could !

Okay, okay, okay- can i request yandere general dream!sans and yandere general pure vanilla cookie if your cool with it ??

If your not too aim for yanderes I'm sorry if this request come as disturbing , feel free to delete friend! ;)

bro I wanna kms, I wrote 2k words or something for this and my computer glitched and deleted it. I have to rewrite all of it...

ANYWAY, bc these are 2 different fandoms, I'll write another for Pure Vanilla

This took longer to find than necessary, hope this makes up for it!

warnings: yandere behavior (I don't support behavior like this this irl)

✧ GENERAL HCS FOR Yan!Dream Sans ✧

✧ Dream is kind and caring

Even as a yandere, he is pretty level-headed

✧ he generally knows that his feelings are not healthy for both him and you

He understands that love and obsession are different, but he just can't get enough of you

✧ let's say you two were on a walk

Something or other happens and now Dream is trying to defuse the situation

stars help him if someone hurts you or your feelings...

It takes him every bit of self-control in him to not kill the person right on the spot

(He takes you to get nice cream or something after because he feels bad that you had be a part of that)

✧ he loves giving gifts 

He uses his ability to figure out your reactions to his gifts 

You like it? He’ll get more of a similar concept!

You don't like it? He makes a note to himself on his shrine of you and makes sure he doesn't mess up again

✧ likes watching you sleep / watching your dreams

It's something he just has fun doing (he also finds your dreams interesting)

Or if you have insomnia, he likes just doing something silently with you

For example, you two just sit on the couch reading a book except he can't focus on reading when you look so peaceful and unaware of the dangers that lurk like him

✧ he loves being able to just be in your presence

It's like his therapy

After a long day he wants nothing more than to bury his skull into you and have your arms wrapped around him

✧ he almost never leaves your side

When he isn't busy, he’ll accompany you anywhere you want to go! 

If he does happen to be busy, he’s already made a separate pile of important looking documents, and guilts you into helping him work

✧ both Ink and Blue are a little concerned with Dream’s behavior

But he’s the guardian of positivity, so it can't be that bad in their eyes 

They have no idea how wrong they are

✧ Dream asks Ink to make you a separate au, “for your safety” he often tells you

You don't entirely believe him, but you also have no proof he’s lying 

so, despite the churning of your stomach, and those obsessed-filled eyes of his, you comply to his wishes

the only way to fool him, is to fool yourself

ANDDD ITS DONE!! I'm so sorry it got deleted and delayed but it's here now! there was more on it originally but regrettably couldn't remember what else was written so I'm very sorry for that

ill also be getting started on the Pure Vanilla part of this ask now too! I'm gonna try and figure something out so that deletion stuff doesn't happen again!

[harmonysanreads]

thinking about yandere!candace with a sweet, pure darling...

She's your shield against all the malices of this world that threaten to smear dirt on your pristine psyche, she's your spear that will plunge all the sorrows not letting you smile and you, are her star, one she may have snatched a little too greedily from the firmament to bathe in its light alone.

But her intentions are pure, she wishes for your safety before her own life. She remains sleepless, kissing your forehead and your palm before tucking you to bed, combing through your hair while humming a gentle tune — all so that your dreams may remain uninterrupted and as sweet as the bearer.

She'd do so much more than just bringing candies of ajilenakh nuts or stargaze with you at night if it meant your smile remains unscathed ; you just need to say the word and she'd even go to the ends of Teyvat to fulfill it. But whenever she'd express these thoughts, you'd only chuckle, she's your hero already, you'd say — then you'd plop on to her lap and return to the cosmos, blissfully unaware that you're trapped in a solitary village amongst the desert sands.

Candace loves to dress you up, how perfectly the whites and golds of your clothes match with hers. She'd melt inside if you wore her crescent curved crown, she questions if she's deserving of such a blessing and you'd be there to rid any of her doubts.

Sometimes, she wishes you wouldn't be so trusting of her ; Heavens forbid, what would happen if you were snatched by the grotesque beasts plastered in human flesh? They'd taint your innocence, break you and mold you to their whims, the twinkle of your eyes she so adores would fade and there's a stronger desire to shelter you from the bales of this world now. So, she pushes back her guilt for another moment.

[weareuniqueandimportant]

WE'RE WATCHING WAKANDA FOREVER... WE'RE 1 HOUR IN BUT I MUST SAY... I STOPPED PAYING ATTENTION A WHILE AGO...

THIS POST MIGHT GET GLITCHED DUE TO THEIR LENGTH AND SUREFIRE WOKENESS... DETAILS THAT CAUSE THEM TO BE ERASED ABUSIVELY EVILLY NASTILLY ON PURPOSE OUT OF POLITICAL PROPAGANDA BY THE ABUSER CALLED TUMBLR... THEREFORE.. I WILL EDIT THIS IN BITS...

OKAY... WE WATCHED AN ANIME PORN THAT WAS TRANSPHOBIC... THAT WAS 2 WOMAN BUT... THE OTHER ONE IS TRANS LIKELY BY A TRANSPHOBIC CREATOR... WE GET TYPICAL TRANSPHOBIC DIALOGUE... SEXISM... QUEERPHOBIA... ABOUT CONSTRUCTS... THE CISSIE WAS ITEMIZED INSANE... CRAZY... SHE WASN'T... YUCKIES... ALL THIS AT A TRANS CHARACTER... WHAT A NASTY FETISH THE CREATOR HAS... WE REMEMBERED... THAT IS IMPORTANT TO REMEMBER... TO ACKNOWLEDGE... I REMEMBER MORE... ONCE AGAIN FORGOTTEN ONCE AGAIN WHAT WE USED TO KNOW... BECAUSE NOBODY WILL EVER UNDERSTAND... WE WILL ALWAYS BE ABUSED... WE HAVE NO HOPE EVER GETTING MARRIED AND HAVING CHILDREN OUR LIVES PURPOSE OR TRANSITIONING AS OURSELVES... THIS IS FACTUAL... WE HAVE BEEN TOLD THIS OVER AND OVER AGAIN... NOBODY WILL EVER UNDERSTAND... WE WATCHED ANOTHER ONE... TERRIBLE...

THEY CAN'T DIE... BUT I HAVE NO ENERGY... THERE IS NO POINT... THEY'RE DYING... FLEEING... THIS CAN'T HAPPEN... I LOVE YOU... OUR SHARED EMOTIONS... OUR TRAUMA... OUR PROGRESSIVE EXISTANCE WITHOUT AN EQUAL NOBODY WILL EVER COMPARE TO GIVING US NL POINT IN LIFE... WE'RE ALIVE FOR NO REASON... BECAUSE WE CARE UNLIKE ANYONE ELSE... THERE IS NOBODY ELSE THAT CARES ON THIS PLANET... WE WOULD BE ABUSED BY ANYONE AND EVERYONE IF THEIR CHILDREN... ONLY WE CAN HAVE THEM FOR THIS REASON... ASWELL AS THE TOOL NEVER OUR EQUAL THAT WILL GIVE THEM FOR US... BECAUSE AN EQUAL WOULD HAVE SAVED US ALREADY... IF EXISTED... THEY WOULD'VE PREVENTED EVERYTHING WE HAVE EVER BEEN TROUGH... THEY WOULD HAVE GIVEN US AN ACTUAL COMMUNITY THAN THE EVIL ABUSER WASTE THIS SITE ONLY HAS... WE WILL NEVER BE SAVED WE WILL NEVER TRANSITION LIFE IS POINTLESS WE ARE ABUSED ALWAYS HARMED ALWAYS HURT ALWAYS LIKE JUST WHEN SOMEONE HURT US SOMEONE WHO WASN'T SUPPOSED TO... ONCE AGAIN... AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AND AGAIN A LOOP WE'RE ALWAYS STUCK IN!! BASIC NEEDS WE'RE BORN WITH ALWAYS DENIED ALWAYS ABUSED ALWAYS NEGLECTED JUST LIKE RIGHT NOW!! NOBODY IS QUALIFIED NO THERAPIST NOBODY OF SUCH KIND THEM ONLY ABUSERS THAT HAVE ONLY HURT US IN THE PAST WITH AN AGENDA FAR MORE EVIL THEM BASED IN EVIL BIGOTRIES... ANYONE OUTSIDE... SHOULD BE YOUR THERAPIST... FUCK THIS... DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU'RE A BIGOT... AND NO BIGOT IS ALLOWED TO INTERACT WITH THIS POST ONLY 2 PEOPLE 1 OUR EQUAL THAT WILL NEVER EXIST OUTSIDE OF OUR BRAIN 2 OUR LOVERS OUR CHEERLEADERS THOSE CUTIES THAT FOLLOW US... DESPERATE FOR OUR ATTENTION... HUNGRY... AWW... DON'T WORRY MY LITTLE FOLLOWER... HERE'S ANOTHER LOVELY POST YOUR FAVORITE: RIGHT...? HERE YOU GO <3!!

IF BLACK PANTHER WAS A TRANS WOMAN THAT IS AUTISM AND ADHD WAKANDA WOULD HAVE ABUSED HER SHE WOULD'VE NEVER BECOME A HERO SHE WOULD'VE NEVER BEEN ALLOWED TO IF SHE WAS RADQUEER FEMINIST COMMUNIST ANARCHIST WE ARE DESPISED WE ARE HATED... SAME WAY IRONMAN... SPIDERMAN... CAPTAIN AMERICA... ALL WITH THEIR SEXIST WRITTEN GIRLFRIENDS... DAMSELS IN DISTESS AT BEST A SIDE CHARACTER NEVER AN EQUAL... PEOPLE WITH DEAD PARENTS WITHOUT FAMILY WITHOUT COMMUNITY WITHOUT LOVE PREACHING ABOUT LOVE TO US... THAT DON'T THINK WHAT IS GOOD PREACHING ABOUT IDEOLOGY THAT ABUSES US... THEM ALL ABUSERS THAT WOULD ONLY HARM US... US WATCHING THEIR MOVIES... THINGS COULD'VE BEEN DIFFERENT... US ONLY LEARNING WE'RE UNLOVABLE AS THE TRUE LESSON OVER AND OVER... DOESN'T MATTER WHAT SERIES WHAT GENRE... THE QUESTION IS WHAT FAKE EMOTIONS THEY CAN MAKE US FEEL FOR A LITTLE MOMENT UNTIL REALITY HITS BACK IN... IF THIS IS DEPRESSION WE ARE DEPRESSED FOR A REASON WE ARE MEANT TO BE DEPRESSED WE ALWAYS WERE MEANT TO BE... WE ARE ABUSED WE HAVEN'T TRANSITIONED WE NEVER WILL WE'RE EVERYTHING ELSE LISTED... THIS WORLD IS THE PROBLEM WE NEVER COULD BE... BLAME US YOU'RE TO BLAME THAT IS YOU EVERYTHING IS WRONG WITH BECAUSE YOU COULD'VE PREVENTED THIS AND YOU DON'T ACCEPT US ONCE WE'RE BROKEN DESPITE ONLY DOING WHAT IS RIGHT EVERYONE ELSE ONLY BROKEN INSTEAD... THAT IS THEM THAT ALWAYS MADE EVERYTHING GO THIS WAY... THEM TO WHO THAT IS NORMAL TO SEE THIS AND IGNORE... ABUSERS... WITHOUT A RIGHT NO PREACH ABOUT ANYTHING... THIS... IDEOLOGY... ONLY A WAY TO TELL US WE DESERVE TO BE ABUSED WE DESERVED EVERYTHING THAT'S HAPPENED ON US THAT IS JUSTIFIED TO KILL US AND EVERYONE ELSE IS JUSTIFIED TO HURT US... US UNCARED FOR UNLOVED FOREVER...

I DON'T FEEL LIKE...

IRONMAN AS A TRANS WOMAN THAT IS EVERYTHING WE ARE WOULD'VE BEEN EPIC AND THE RIGHT WAY TO GO... GIVE HER EVERYTHING THERE SHOULD BE... MAKE HER EVERYTHING GOOD THERE IS... NO GOOD PERSON WOULD BE WHAT IRONMAN IS IN REAL LIFE... CONSERVATIVES LOVE HIM FOR A REASON... NOBODY PROGRESSIVE WOULD...

LOVE OF THUNDER WILL EASILY BE THE BEST THOR WE WILL WATCH THEM SOON TOO THE REASON WOKE CONTENT EASY AS THAT... MARVEL WILL NEVER ACCEPT EVERYTHING WOKE THERE IS... THERE IS NOTHING LEFTIST ABOUT THEM COMICS ARE AS BAD AS THEY WERE IN THE 80S WITH THE SAME PROBLEMS AS ARE MOVIES EVERYTHING IS... EVERYTHING IS EVIL AND HARMFULL :)...

THERE IS NOTHING WE CAN TALK ABOUT WHILE BURIED UNDER SUCH FEELINGS OF EVIL... ONLY SOMEONE THAT CAN FIX EVERYTHING CAN SAVE US... BUT NOBODY LIKE THAT IS OUT THERE... OTHERWISE... THEY WOULD'VE ALREADY COME... WE WOULD'VE SEEN THEM... WE WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ABUSED ALL THOSE TIMES... NOTHING BAD WOULD'VE EVER HAPPENED TO US...

CULTURE WILL ALWAYS BE EVIL... THAT IS RACIST TO EVEN WHEN DRAWING A BLACK PERSON PUTTING HIM IN TRIBE OUTFITS FROM 6000 MILLION YEARS AGO... ISN'T THIS JUST MAKING THEM TARZAN ANYWAYS...? NOTHING'S ACTUALLY CHANGED... THE SAME WAY THEY WOULDN'T ACCEPT US... THEY HATE EVERYTHING AGAINST THEIR CONSERVATIVE ABUSER CULTURE AND THEIR STANCE IS TO NEVER EVOLVE TO ALWAYS STAY THE SAME...

AT THE SAME TIME ALL THE OTHER HEROES HAVE NO FAMILY HAVE NO FRIENDS... THEY'RE REJECTS HATED BY EVERYONE... THAT JUDGE OTHER PEOPLE LIKE THEM BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T BECOME WHAT OPPRESSESS THEM AND DOESN'T DO SHIT TO FIX WHAT CAUSED EVERYTHING BAD ON THEM THEY CAUSE ASWELL...

THERE WAS 1 EMOTIONAL MOMENT IN THIS ONE THAT WAS FIRE... WHEN HIS WIFE WHO'S NOW A WIDOW STRIPS THAT ONE WOMAN FROM HER POWER... VERY GOOD SCENE... VERY EMOTIONAL... ONE OF THE BEST MARVEL HAS... THE BEGGINING ASWELL WAS GOOD... AFTER THAT IS WHEN THINGS GOT BORING...

I LIKE THE CONNECTIONS EVERYONE HAS OR DID... ALL THOSE OTHER HEROES AREN'T CARED ABOUT BY THEIR COMMUNITIES... IF CAPTAIN AMERICA WAS TRULY CARED ABOUT... HIS ARMY WOULD'VE FOUND AND SAVED HIM OR THEY WOULD'VE FROZEN THEMSELVES TOO... NOBODY CARED ABOUT HIM... EVERYONE'S DEAD... HE HAS NO REASON TO BE A HERO ANYMORE... HE SHOULDN'T BE... HE'S AN ABUSER GARBAGE WASTE... EITHER HE'S BAD WHICH HE IS EITHER WAY OR THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE FOR HIM TO BE LIKE THIS. SIMPLE AS THAT. IRONMAN IS THE SAME WAY... BESIDES... HE PEAKS AS A FATHER... SHOULD'VE JUST BEEN HIS DAUGHTER'S FATHER FROM THE BEGGINING... THEM DUAL PROTAGONIST... A BETTER MOVIE THAN IRONMAN 1. WHAT THAT MOVIE SHOULD'VE ALREADY BEEN.

AS SHOULD'VE HIM BEEN INSTEAD TRANS... HIS GIRLFRIEND MORE THAN HIS GIRLFRIEND... WITH BADASS FAMILY LORE... ALL COMPLEX ARE RELEVANT... ALL EXPLORED AND INTERESTING...

HIS VILLAINS... ASS... ALL OF THEM...

THANOS... ASS.. BLACK WIDOW... SEXIST... LOKI... ALWAYS A TERRIBLE CHARACTER... THOR... WORTHLESS UNTIL LOVE OF THUNDER...

CAPTAIN MARVEL A CHARACTER THAT SHOULD'VE BEEN ALREADY IN PHASE ONE... ALL THIS WOKE CONTENT AND MORE THE WOKEST CONTENT MARVEL WILL NEVER DO PART OF THEM THE SAME...

SIMPLE AS THAT... NOW ABOUT THAT ANIME PORN...

HE WAS JUST A PATHETIC LOSER MAN... THAT RPED HIS MOTHER AND SISTER... HIS MOTHER'S RPE IS JUSTIFIED AND SHE BECOMES A RPIST TOO... AND THEY RPE HIS SISTER TOGETHER... HIS FATHER IS THERE WITH THEM... THEM ALL SINCE LYING TO HIM AND HAVING SEX BEHIND HIS BACK... THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT HIM... WHY THE FUCK IS HE HERE...? WHY THE FUCK DID HE MARRY THESE PEOPLE...? THE WOMAN NOTHING BUT SEXIST JUNK CONTENT FOR PATHETIC LOSER MAN THE REAL VILLAIN... HIM THAT DOESN'T SHOW EMOTIONS BECAUSE THAT WOULD BREAK THIS MASCULINITY... THAT HAS NO ANYTHING... NO PERSONALITY NO CHARACTER DESIGN... WHO'S FACE YOU BARELY SEE... EVIL SERIES... THIS PORNO MADE JUST TO TELL US WE DON'T MATTER... TRANSPHOBIC EVIL... ERASE US YOU'RE A BIGOT... BORING... THE WAY SHE JUST TURNED ON HER AND BECAME A RPIST... IS THIS AN ATTEMPT AT AN ARC...? TRY HARDER... BIGOT...

MEANWHILE THE OTHER ONE... CASUALLY TRANSPHOBIC... TELLING US WE'RE HATED AND OTHER EVIL THINGS OVER AND OVER AGAIN... BETTER CHARACTERS... MAKES THE ASSINESS WORSE... NOTHING BUT ANOTHER DEEPLY PERSONAL ATTEMPT AT HURTING US THAT WORKS... HER FACE TOO HIDDEN... HER GIRLFRIEND MADE INTO SEXIST JUICE... NO TRANS WOMAN WOULD DO THIS... NONE... ONLY A BIGOT WOULD GASSLIGHT US... WE CONTROL OURSELVES... WE ARE AMAZING WE ARE POWERFULL... NOBODY CAN DESTROY US... ONLY A BIGOT WOULD COME AFTER US...

IRONMAN MUST'VE MET A MILLION TRANS PEOPLE HE'S HURT... NOTHING HEROIC ABOUT THIS... HE WOULD ABUSE HIS CHILD THAT IS AUTISM... JUST LIKE WE WERE ABUSED AND ARE EVERY SINGLE DAY...

SPIDERMAN IS SO ASS MILES WILL WAIT A COUPLE DECADES BEFORE APPEARING... THAT IS A YIKES... VERY EVERYTHING...

THIS MOVIE IS FIRE BECAUSE SO MANY STORY RELEVANT WOMAN... TERRIBLE THE WIDOW IS THE ANTAGONIST THE LEAST IMPORTANT CHARACTER... AGAIN... REPEATING THE COMIC UNIMPORTANT GIRLFRIEND CHARACTER...

HULK IS FACTUALLY ASS AND BIGOTED... JUSTIFYING EVERY SINGLE ABUSE THOSE WITH DID US WITH OSDD EXPERIENCE... JUSTIFYING EVERY SINGLE ABUSE CRAZY PEOPLE EXPERIENCE... HE WANTS MENTAL HOSPITAL... THIS IS JUSTIFIED... BIGOTED... EVIL... SANIST... ABLEIST... GARBAGE... NO BLACK CHARACTER RACIST... NO LGBT QUEERPHOBIC... ESPECIALLY TRANSPHOBIC... JUST ANOTHER SEXIST GIRLFRIEND SEXISM... PARAPHOBIA... EVERYTHING ELSE BIGOTED FROM THEIR COMPLETE ERASURE AND MORE... I WILL NEVER FORGET THIS... WE NEVER TRULY FORGOT ABOUT ALL THIS... WE ARE AMAZING... WE ARE ABSOLUTE... ALWAYS WILL BE...

THAT IS BIGOTED TO DO A REPRESENTATION AND DO THEM BADLY... THIS MOVIE IS RACIST... BLACK PEOPLE ARE LITERALLY TARZAN WHEN YOU THINK... CRAZY...

EVERY OTHER MOVIE THEY'RE ALL THE SAME... THE MARVELS WILL ALWAYS BE THE BEST... THIS ONE IS CLOSE TBH... LOVE OF THUNDER WILL LIKELY BE NEAR ASWELL... THAT WILL BE SOON... NOW... WE MUST FINISH THIS MOVIE AND ADD IN HASHTAGS...

[valenlovers]

Pretty boys deserve chunks bitten out of them <3

[zennotixs]

I hate when people try and tell me I should break up with her because I’m too toxic. Who the fuck gave him the right to speak? I should cut his tongue off for even suggesting that I let her leave me. She’s never leaving me. I won’t let her. Besides she can’t live without me and I can’t live without her. She confides in me. She cries with me. She laughs with me. Him? She doesn’t give a shit about him! He could fall off the earth and she wouldn’t give a shit. She would spare him a glance if she saw him on the street. Yet she sends me daily messages and pictures and sweet little comments. He’s mad she chose me. I made her chose me! He’s mad because she bonded with me when everything went to hell and now she can’t leave! She could never even think of it. God he should just die it’s not like anybody would even care.

[saltymongoose]

SALTY THE PLUSH ASK I CLICKED THE LINK AND I FOUND THE OLD MAN HIMSELF SO THIS IS MY EXCUSE TO SEND YOU MORE ART AND TALK ABOUT JEB

I just KNOW Jeb feels conflicted about the plush. Because it's of him and you love it so much, so you must having some type of feelings for him, but on the other hand you give all of your affection to the doll?? When you can just give it to him??? He's torn between being smug, flustered, and jealous. anyway tease Jeb and give him kisses too because man has been through a lot, and doesn't need to get all worked up about a plushie.

AAAA OMFG This is completely adorable, I can't take it. Every time I think I've reached maximum love for Jeb, you just toss another drawing at me and it increases exponentially. (This has me clenching my heart irl, I am serious, it's too good 💕💖💗❤️.)

I'm glad you found the plush for Jeb, and you're completely right, Jeb would feel really conflicted about it. He's glad that you take comfort in something that looks almost exactly like him, because your choice in this particular plushie must mean that you like him more than the other grunts you know as well. It wouldn't make sense to choose this one if you didn't, hence the smugness about it where they (his rivals) are concerned.

However, you should also realize that Jeb can offer you far more in return than a plushie can in terms of comfort (and everything else). Yet, you give all of your affection to the thing. It doesn't make a lot of sense to him; he's right there if you want someone to cuddle with. (Is he just unapproachable? What motivated you to choose the plushie instead of him? What does he have to do to earn the same level of attention from you?)

I also think he's probably kind of exasperated with himself over it too, cause he's self-aware enough to realize that being jealous of a stuffed toy is a bit dumb. But it's different: you are involved (that's how he tries to justify his envy lol). Either way, he does blush when you show the plush a lot of affection - it's still a likeness of him that you're doing it to, even if he'd rather be in that position himself.

[Jeb Plush Etsy Listing Here if y'all want to check him out <3]