#Yandere Clawdeen Wolf x Reader x Yandere Draculaura

[yandere-wishes]

𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙

❤️‍🩹Characters: Yandere! MH Ghouls x GN! Reader

❤️‍🩹Summary: There's something ancient within you. Lost and forgotten. You're an eldritch creature living amongst monsters. A piece of you lives within each of them. And a piece of each of them lives inside you...

❤️‍🩹Warnings: Yandere behavior, obsessive tendencies, Body horror in Frankie's part, slight gore and blood in the rest, angst, super cryptic.

❤️‍🩹Could be read as romantic or platonic.

I am a monster, for now and forever. I am a monster, what a terrible being.〜♡॰ॱ

There's something ancient within you. Lost and forgotten. ~❣✧❣

⚡︎Frankie Stein ⚡︎

There's something ancient within you. Lost and forgotten. Frankie is desperate to unravel it. To crack it open. She feels you in every one of her limbs. Feels you in the stems of her patchwork heart. That has to account for something right? 

Your melancholy seeps through you, tainting the tiles in shades of gold. 

Frankie blames the binding of your skin, she's always found it too loose. 

Nothing extramundane, to tether your essence within yourself. She wouldn't mind taking you apart and stitching you back together. Recreating you into something perfect. She's grown wry of watching you crack your ribcage open, shoving astral celestials where your heart should be. You mutter things, things she doesn't understand, things she's scared she'll never understand. Her bones rattle, a rouge spark runs down her spine. Every piece of you haunts her...

Frankie use to believe, verily childishly, that parts of her were salvaged from you. She knows now that that's impossible, yet she still wishes every night for the childish dream to come true.

In many ways, Frankie has always been bound to you. Your first friend, your first confidant, your first punishment, your first comprehension. Even when you'd been too young to understand the cacophony of the world, you'd still know the two of you were connected. 

It had only taken a lifetime to understand why. 

Bones collapse into constellations. Somehow she feels you slipping away. Her slender fingers trace the stitches across the hollow of your chest. A meteoric reminder of her work. "It's okay I'll have you fixed in no time." Frankie doubts you find any truth in her incentive. You've always been drawn to pessimism. Still, she feeds the needle through skin and muscle. Praying she remembers the stronghold pattern her mother taught her. 

The shade they used for your blood is too bright. You bleed in rivers, 

flowing with no end insight. You wash away her sorrows with farfetched promises. Awakening a longing, she never knew she had. 

Frankie wishes she could pluck out your spine. Kiss each vertebra like an iridescent pear. Maybe then your souls would tether, maybe then everything will go back to the way it once was. The needle snags across bones, marring your skin in star-kissed bruises. She pecks each one, muttering a sorry across cold flesh. You feel like home under her lips. A home she never got to know. 

Yet the echoes of its brilliance linger faintly in the hearts of those who once knew its warmth.

Frankie smiles as your eyes crack open. Dizzy and distant, you've yet to notice your enhancements. The pieces of herself she tethered onto you. She wonders when you'll notice the new eye, the new leg, the mismatched fingers. Her heart sparks thumbing loudly in her ribcage. 

She sinks down, by the operation table,skinning her knees. You feel like home, now more than ever. 

Your fingers find her head, patting the matted hair, she smiles something solemn and forlorn. She trails her fingers over one of the stitches on your arm, prying her slender digits between the threads and into the gaping tissue. Her fingers release a spark, your body arches off the table. After all, blood has always been a good conductor for electricity. "It's just a power boost. You'll be right up in a few minutes." a giggle rips from her throat, as you mummble an acknowledgment. Eyes overcast with equal parts grief and glee. 

She always knew she loved you how could she not? You'd been linked to her for as long as she had a conscience. You had always been her everything. Sometimes she wonders how you both ended up like this. Stitching pieces of yourselves into each other. 

Frankie closes her eyes. Her mind struggling to regain control. Her deep breaths waver as she hears shifting from the table. 

"It's alive..."

𓆩❤︎𓆪Draculaura𓆩❤︎𓆪

Draculaura can smell the ethereal ichor now. Maybe it's always been there. Hidden under bygone layers and golden sand. She wonders if now, knowing what you know, makes you see her as anything less. You're older now, smarter. Maybe you understand the world just a little bit better than she ever could. 

Despite her gifted immortality, Draculaura likes to think that she's grown, too. No longer the little batling who faints at the mere scent of blood. Yet the urge to vomit is still there, an acidic reflex in the back of her throat. She's been avoiding you lately, simply because you make the urges go away. 

She can't live with that.

Can't live with what you make her. 

You trace the heart on her cheek. Your fingers feel like divinity sinking into her skin. You try to reason with her, tell her the truths of the crypt. "Surly Draculaura, you must know who you really are. Isn't it silly that you persist in this nativity?" Your words are harsh. Good intentions wrapped in silver blades. She bites her tongue, killing the queries before they dare spill. 

You make her crave things. 

Things she's avoided her whole life.

There's blood on your lips, dripping onto the ground. She fights the urge to kiss you. The heat of the sun amplifies the scent of the decaying flesh. Her stomach growls, this isn't right. The grip on her parasol tigtens. There is justice behind your actions, not one she can make herself understand. She watches as you tear into the decomposing body. "Don't", it's nothing less of a prayer. She feels her fangs elongate. How she wishes the world would turn to black.

Can a vampire be haunted? 

Surly they can, it's the only answer to your staunch lingering. 

Draculaura's coffin feels too snug, like a home and a prison encapsulated in one. She wishes she could feel cold dirt under her nails, feel the thrill of digging her way out of a grave. It's your fault, it has to be. Why must you awaken such ancient sensations? Such horrid cravings, such primal needs. 

Why must she see divinity in your face, liquid darkness shimmering behind enigmatic eyes? You are something terrifying, something painful. You are what she was supposed to be, what she's fled from her whole life.  

Your silhouette is a curse and a blessing. A reminder of a lineage she was thrusted into. A legacy she never wanted. Everything about you is a hunting familiarity for a family she never knew. She wonders if she would have been the prettiest girl in the morgue. She wonders if her father should have let her die all those eons ago.

 "I used to be human" She confesses one night. She doesn't know why you agreed to come over. Why seeing you in your pajamas sparks one too many fond memories.

"So?" your tone is one of perplexity. She feels foolish under your gaze. You glide the makeup brush across her cheeks. dusting them with faded nostalgia. "I can't eat them. It'll feel like I'm eating myself" How long has it been since the transformation occurred? how long has it been since she shedded the body of that sickly fragile girl? She's been a vampire for centuries yet still can't get used to the title. 

"You can eat these ones..." Something ancient within her stirs, her bones rattle with comprehension. She knows what you mean and it fills her with a need to scream. 

Draculaura can't see her reflection, can't gauge how different she is now. You used to help her with her makeup back in high school. Back when the shade of your lipstick determined your personality for the day. She's never seen her face. She prays it's identical to yours. She prays that someday she can embody you...

There's a deathly hunger within her. Bubbling in her stomach. She needs to let it out before it kills her. Can she even die? She's almost sure she wants to. You almost make her want to succumb to the impulse of quitting her humanity all toghter. Your presence makes her all so hungry. She's gotten better at hiding it under school-ghoul gossip and trend talk. 

She settles for a kiss tonight, a rushed peck on the cheek. Some vampire she is, instead of bleeding you dry she's pouring her sorrows into you. She wonders if you take note. See the ghosts jouncing within her soul. 

Draculaura's nails pick at the skin of her birthmark.

The skin cracks.

blood trickles. 

Can a vampire even be haunted?

Yes. 

She knew the charade wouldn't last forever. 

Knew that one day the lights would dim and the stage would fade to black

A final curtain call. An impending doom.

The final nail in her glass coffin. Rendering it to shards.

And she'll be left plucking fragments from her eternal flesh.

There's a small joy in knowing you'll be her effacer. 

The one to put an end to 2,000 years of pretend. 

"And then he was all like "You know?" and I was like "Whatever" and he was-" 

"Draculaura, I have no idea what you are talking about." She turns to face you, your smile is a crushing weight. On her shoulders crave. You throw your head back and laugh. Laughing at how little she's changed since you shared a desk in class. Since your most eminent concern was fearleading practice and algebra tests. Draculaura should laugh too, this she knows. Yet she remains distracted by your neck and all the glory it holds. 

Just a small bite won't hurt...

☾🐾☽Clawdeen Wolf☾🐾☽

Clawdeen is protective to a fault. A trait she could never identify as innate or habit. Still, the urge to stalk you persists. Pricking away at her fur like wolfsbane. 

Clawdeen's been brought up to believe in legacy, to worship the moon and the stars and their maker. Ancient things have a way of lasting lifetimes. She knows this now, finds its evidence when she unravels her family, her pack, herself...you. Her kind has been known to nurture those they love, to birth and raise every great warrior. She ponders again if this was originally encrypted in their blood or if her species picked it up throughout the years. 

All she knows is that something inside her awakens when she sees you. A testament to an ancient love, long since stifled under sand and snow. 

She wonders if that's what she's done with you all these years. If, in her own way, she's raised you to become some sort of warrior, a great beast living amongst subsidiary. 

The two of you sit beside the bay window. Her newest sketchbook draped across her lap. You lean in resting your head on her shoulder, listening as she explains the inspiration behind each design. 

You feel like you've been mauled. A piece of you thrown in every direction. Only to morph into the creations of your hunter. "You remember your first design?" you ask, closing your eyes to still the world. "Wasn't that when we wrapped Howleen in a red blanket and my mom's scarf?" Her claws prick her upper lip as she stifles a giggle. "And made her walk around the house like it was a Scaris runway" You add, relishing in the bygone recollection. 

Your childhood memories together are coated in ichor. Jejune days 

when you'd watch her tumble over herself trying to be everything she could never be. Even back then, you'd known something was amiss with the world. Seen the ancient wolf that lay dormant within her. felt its bonds call out to you, pulling you in deeper. You'd cling to her like a frightened child to a teddy bear. 

But you're older now. Instead of the scared child, you've turned into the monster under the bed. Funny how everyone's heritage catches up with them at some point. Even when you grow unaware of its presence. Legacy still tends to echo in your bones. You're both the same in that regard.

"I can never tell if I'm alive or dead." You tell her one night. 

"Neither" Clawdeen's voice is rigid, stiff. She can feel your awakening and rebirth. It sings in her head, more vital than a howl. "creatures like us don't die so easily. We only transform." She remembers the legends, the wars, they rattle in her bones sending shivers up her spine. Neither of you have ever died. You've survived every tribulation. 

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger" you reply, Clawdeen notes the embers that burn behind your eyes. How they spread across your body like a wildfire.

"What doesn't kill me, simply gives me a reason to kill it" She swears she sees the moon flicker in retort. 

Clawdeen slits her throat with her claws. 

Choking on moondust and half-fallen stars. 

Her father once told her heritage is everything before giving her a golden ring fashioned as a wolf's head. She still doesn't know what he means. 

She knows her kind was born from misplaced love. 

She's just glad your fates are entwined. 

"Someday you'll have red eyes." You trace your thumb over her lashes as you speak. Trailing down to play with her curls. She knows what you mean. Oh how, she wants to devour the hope you offer so freely. Rip it from your heart and feel it pulsing under her fangs. Maybe then her stars will align and she'll truly understand what she is. 

 Clawdeen's feelings grow teeth, gnawing at her carnivorously as she pulls you close. Muttering a 'thanks' as if it holds the weight of the world. There's comfort in the thought that she's molded you. Helped nourish your flames until they grew so potent. She's ever only been the middle child of the moon. But with you, she feels like so much more. Like something celestial, something ancient. An heirloom made of blood and moonrock. 

Above you the clouds part. Giving way to the full moon. 

₊˚.༄Lagoona Blue₊˚.༄

The air in her lungs feels synthetic, dry. She chokes off the sand and ozone, blinded by the unfiltered light, leaving burns on her frail, scaled, skin. She wonders if this is how a fish feels as it's being reeled on land. She wonders if she's any different now.

Her heart hammers when she sees you, cracking her ribs in hysteria.

Water lilies bloom from their marrow, she counts them just to distract from the stars burning in your eyes. Her teeth catch her bottom lip, gnawing the pink flesh like a shark does its prey.

Her eyes burn when she catches a glimpse of you by the pond. Gazing conflicted at three-eyed frogs. She can't help but see you as a cacophony of unmarked graves. Too many ghosts linger across your body, they're prints evident in the afternoon sun.

You leave a water lily behind her ear as you brush past her in the hallway. She thinks your perfection is exaggerated, artificial like the air. The kind daydreaming divers pray to find in rogue oysters. Lagoona is sure you're the last of your kind. An endangered creature too proud to ask for help. She clumsily fingers the flower's petals. The wave of nostalgia that invades, has her gasping for air.

The ocean she once called home is overrun by rot. She too is infected by the pollution that plugs her gills. In her dreams, she treads through clean oceans, webbed fingers entwined with yours. There is no corrosion here, no death. Just you and her and everything that entails the definition of good. When she wakes up she notices that her gills are falling one by one. Pastel blue glints scattered, floating across her bed like the empty husks of sea stars.

She too is the last of her kind.

She too is destined to perish in agony.

She wonders if you hear her tears. Hear them fall into the abyssal sea. Feel their reverberations as they create rings on the surface. She can't expect such a thing from you. You're in your own world struggling with your own scars. You left her another flower today, nymphoides indica, she doesn't understand what you're trying to tell her.

The pond has started to bleed too. Its decaying scent is pungent from miles away.

has it bled into her?

Is she infected too?

You're there again today, worlds apart yet close enough to touch. Her body stiffens as she kneels next to you. Desperate for your attention, desperate for you to tell her what she is. Maybe, just maybe she can confess her love in time to share a grave with you.

"I used to be so beautiful.." Your voice sounds evasive. A final cry for help before the ocean consumes you. Your reflection in the pond is muddled over. A glitch in reality, something Frankie would have more experience with. "you still are mate…you still are" Her words are earnest, yet she doubts they bring you solace. "If it's any consolation, I'm polluted too..". You laugh so condescending it makes her stomach churn. She rolls the words in her mouth again, tasting them for misunderstandings.

"We're all polluted Lagoona. We always have been."

You're made of one too many pieces, all doused in poison. You rearrange the water lilies on her head. Your fingers feel like home threading through her hair. "The last of our kind." Lagoona giggles, her body is growing dryer, desperate, the moisturizer and hydration station have long since stopped working. Now she awaits the poison to take over fully. You're her memento mori another helpless creature awaiting death.

And yet, to her, you're still as radiant as the first day she met you.

Lagoona's grave will be in the sea. It's a last wish one you decide to honor. You kiss her on the cheek as she turns to you. Body half submerged in her home. She hugs you, with all the longing her frail corpse can muster. It's only too late when you notice that you too are being submerged. Dragged into the eternal depths. Lagoona refuses to part with you. This is her final gift, the last present she will give you. A quick and painless death. One with a comforting presence.

Her father used to tell her strange tales of bizarre men who'd come to their ancestrial home, seeking answers far too advanced for them. She wonders if she's had the answers all along. Maybe she just had to look a little deeper.

It doesn't matter now. For her final breaths, she is at peace. She is content to end like this. With you in her arms.

𓂀𓆣☥Cleo De Nile☥𓆣𓂀

Cleo likes to think she's come a long way from her former self. No longer an autocrat cheerleader with stary eyes and a need to be worshipped.

She likes to think she's filled out the role of queen, of sovereign, of absolute. 

She's done her dynasty proud...

Shattered and transformed herself into the perfect vessel. 

It's not until she catches her rogue reflection in the gleam of your eyes, that she realizes she's still the same. Eons have passed yet Cleo still remains the same frail cowardly daughter bearing the burden of the D'Nile name. 

You look every bit a queen, a sovereign, an absolute. You've grown to fill the role you never knew you had. 

Cleo bleeds gold. She always has. 

Little did she know, you did too. 

You always had.

There's a crushing weight, something that makes her long for entombment. "I wish I were a mere child once more." her tone is sand on sand. So faint you think it nothing more than a mirage of sound. Her head lays on your lap bleeding out her sins as she prays for the sun to melt her. Feeble, unstable thing she is. Hailing from a feeble unstable place.

Maybe it would do you both some good to forgo the past. To embrace a thundering, grotesque future. Maybe it's time to retire the thrones and gold bangles. Maybe it's time to depart. 

she laughs at such a preposterous notion. 

Cleo's Icoffine lays in a pool of shards and wires and golden beads. Her bandaged fingers wrapped tightly around your bicep, tugging you closer until the scent of spices and flora became overbearing. "it's...okay" you lie through the rage bubbling in your throat. Through the tears that sting the corners of your eyes. "It's not-it's...it's never been okay", the words feel like boulders crushing her bones. turning her body and bandages back to dust. 

You've known Cleo to always wear a broken crown. Funny how, after a millennia, the cracks still keep growing. Only now they bleed into her corpse, cut through bandages, and aim for the heart. You want to wipe her tears away. To whisper glory and purpose into her bejeweled ears.

Cleo lies on the golden floor. It's cold, frigid, she doesn't remember gold to be so unwelcoming, so petrifying. You pull her hand to your heart, hovering above her. Watching as she melts and hardens in the same breath. 

"Allow me the pleasure of death once more. Allow me the luxury of being the only monster you ever have to know." Cleo doesn't remember missing her sarcophagi so much. Her lungs fill with broken promises as her eyes sting from mulish obsoletes. "I've been so blind for so long." She confesses, free hand fiddling with the jewels on her blouse. Running them along her nails waiting to see which will scratch first. "As have I, there's no need to-" her voice is harsh as she sits up. The undead rising from its bejeweled grave. Her hands cup your face. She tries to be gentle, to cradle you like a flower petal. "I'm-I-" her breath hitches as her fractured mind screams. "I hate myself all so very much. Yet I love you with every bit of the heart I thought I lost all those millennia ago."

Chaos has a way of squirming through her veins. 

Her dreams are tainted in rubies, seeing you lying in the sand. 

The noise above is defining. She hates that she's not used to it by now. 

It can't be fair. 

The world can't take you from her. 

You're the only lifeline she has left. 

The only hope that remains. 

You tell Cleo you want to die one starless night, she understands the sentiment. You don't know why that makes you cry. Her lips leave phantom kisses across your eyelids. Spilling gold pleated secretes into your skin. Cleo wishes she kept you entombed next to her, rotting away far from every disaster. Yet she knows she can't, not now at least. You've morphed her into her purpose better than her omnipotent father and cruel sister ever could. With you by her side, she's truly become a queen, a sovereign, an absolute. While you rein above her, some all-knowing creature who she can't help but worship. 

Maybe someday, decades from now. 

The love you share will be dethroned

How unlikely such a feat seems.

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[luvtonys]

𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

Warnings: Fem reader, TW Yandere, possessive and obsessive behavior, power abuse, forced relationships, bullying, blackmail, mentions of markings Not proof read

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ༄シ

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𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒! 𝐶𝑙𝑒𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑙𝑒

𓂀ꨄ★⁂

Because of the fact that Cleo is rich and has authority you probably are gonna be forced into a relationship with her body guards watching for a far reporting your ever move to her. She loves to control your relationship and pick what you wear and what says you belong to her. Cleo has no shame in controlling you and if you ever try to leave her you will have constant targets on your back ready to bring you back to her.

So really there’s no escape since wherever you go she can and will always be there. She probably will have your family in a desperate state of financial problems with her as the only solution. She will definitely manipulate and guilt trip you into feeling sorry for her and promising to never leave her again. Word got around fast and everyone knows that you and her are a thing and even though some people know it’s toxic no one crosses her and are actually glad that she’s in a good mood for once.

Cleo definitely dreams about you before she goes to sleep or just often she enjoying daydreaming about a perfect future you too would have married and living under the same room possibly with kids even and you her darling submissive spouse.

Cleo hates when you aren’t always next to her walking to class and being forced to seat next to her she purposely doesn’t pay attention so you can’t tutor her later and she’ll be able to spend more time with you in her room alone. She also spoils you rotten you guys shop 24/7 and she hates when you don’t depend on her or ask her for something that you’ve had you mind on. She wants you to be able to talk to her ask her for stuff she’ll get you whatever you want or need as long as it doesn’t interfere with her love for you.

Cleo loves to have you looking like one of a kind drowning in jewelry and expensive dresses, shoe, hair, nails, and makeup she want you to shine like the diamond you are her diamond. She just loves to keep you polished and sparking for her and her eyes only. Any guy who tries drape a hand around your waste you even touch you with their filthy hands will be meant with a sight of her kissing you and pulling you into her body as the guy is dragged away by one of her servants you never knew what happened to him.

So even though your trapped with her you still get to go everywhere and meet celebrities you have everything you could ever want or need right at your fingertips and the woods is literally served to you in a silver platter as long as you stay with Cleo as her’s forever and the moment you even think of leaving her she will show you how much easy she can just destroy not only you but your entire family tree.

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𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒! 𝐹𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑖𝑛

♫ఌ❁⁂

Frankie is very delusional but also very loving to the point where it’s suffocating, wherever you are she’s there, if your in the bathroom she’ll be in the stall next to you, if your in the hallway she’s just a corner away from you, it’s even t the point where she may even just pop out of your locker when you open it after avoiding her, with her asking if you’re avoiding her with sad puppy eyes.

You any even find some of her body parts hanging around you like her hand resting on your thigh or your knee when she’s somewhere else, her head watching you from a far in a class that you don’t have with her. Frankie also loves to share her things with you like her shoes or clothes so you look and or smell like her, it’s her own way of tying you to her.

If you ever try to tell people how crazy Frankie is they won’t believe you because Frankie is such a sweet ghoul who even has your parents wrapped around her finger so they won’t believe you either, and will even invite her over often and she’ll be sleeping in your room and your bed cuddling with you.

I can picture Frankie thinking of your future together and will go on rants about it. The older you guys get the kinder her rants are. She’ll discuss children and marriage to the point where even her friends courage you to talk to her about it. Other students and her friends know about you two and find I your relationship adorable with out knowing how crazy about you she is.

I can see Frankie as also being somewhat mature in your relationship such as making decisions for you on where or not you should go somewhere or hang out with certain people and she’s very persuasive. Will straight up manipulate you and work her way into your head to the put where before you do something you consider if she would want you to or not. *Honestly same thing with Cleo*

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𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒! 𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑎

❁☺︎︎☀︎︎⁂

Draculaura is very sweet so once again no one will believe you if you try to tell them the truth about her. Even her friends either won’t believe or will shush you since they may or may not be a little obsessive with their own darlings.

She’s the clingy type expect her clinginess will become suffocating. She’ll manipulate and gaslight you into spending time with her using the excuse that you don’t hang out with her as much as you used to before you started talking to those people you call friends. If it’s her friends you’re hanging out with different story she’ll be jealous but will tag along without much problem. But someone else she’ll either convince make you let her go with you or stay behind with her.

Every chance she gets she’s clinging to your waist or arm and often you’ll notice how her grip can tighten especially when you’re around others. Draculaura loves your personally space it even feels like she’s trying to merge your bodies together with how hard she presses herself into sometimes.

It’s canon that they all like to match with you and even like to share clothes and it’s the same here Draculaura is definitely the type to like dressing you up and getting your opinion on her outfits. She will even ask what you’re about to where so she can find some way to match or color coordinate outfits with you.

She is the Yandere that adores and worships you like a fan girl. She is the highschool Yandere girl stereotype. She’s also the type to panic after she had a dream about you cheating or leaving her and she’s highly highly delusional you’ll glance at her and she’ll take it as you confessing your love for her.

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𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒! 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑤𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓

✰𒊹︎ᴥ︎⁂

Clawdeen is definitely dominant and overprotective she’s the type that has a soft spot for you and her friends while shes a little cold to others. I see her being controlling in a way that she doesn’t want you to be wearing something that isn’t her taste or she doesn’t approve of. She loves to make you outfits that for always end up having something like a as if she’s making you and laying her claim.

She loves when you two match outfits or color coordinate outfits together. Shes always willing to stand up for you so if a peer pressured you or makes a snarky comment on you best believe she’ll be ready for them. Her mom knows and loves you since you’re what’s keeping Clawdeen from completely falling of the deep end of insanity.

She’s possessive like crazy if she catches a guy starring at you she’ll glare them down and be all in there face and ask them how it feels. If they leave you alone great she’s feeling slightly more better, but if not then she’ll be gone for a bit while her friends keeps an eye on you. She’s the type to throw a punch at someone for either glancing at you or touching you in a way she didn’t approve of but she’s also very northerly and caring and won’t let you harm yourself or do anything reckless and will always put you before herself

Your thoughts and opinions are very appreciated and welcomed. Thank you!

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𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

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-> state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and a plot

-> do you have any specifics for the reader? blonde, poc, male, neurodivergent, etc? (please keep in mind i will write poc readers but i’m white so they may be a little difficult for me)

-> requests are preferred to be sent through inbox, but i can make dms work if needed

-> PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOR ME TO WRITE “____ x reader fluff” GIVE ME A PLOT LINE

!!WHAT I WILL WRITE!!

-> platonic

-> romantic

-> familial

-> any gender x any gender

-> headcanons

-> long fics

-> multi character

-> blurbs

-> poly relationships

-> x reader

-> i will only write cheating if it’s a character comforting r after being cheated on, not a character cheating on r

!!WHAT I WONT WRITE!!

-> smut (i’m 14)

-> yandere

-> most aus, ask about the specific au before requesting an au

-> incest

-> age gaps

-> canonical gay/lesbian character x a man (if lesbian) or a woman (if gay)

-> song fics

-> things about ocs

-> ships

-> sunshine x grumpy tropes, i’m horrible at this trope

character list

keeper of the lost cities

sophie foster, dex dizznee, fitz vacker, keefe sencen, biana vacker, marella redek, maruca chebota, tam song, linh song, wylie endal, jensi babblos, stina heks, elwin hesledge

chronicles of narnia

peter pevensie, edmund pevensie, susan pevensie, lucy pevensie, caspian

riordanverse

percy jackson, annabeth chase, grover underwood, jason grace, piper mclean, leo valdez, hazel levesque, frank zhang, nico di angelo, will solace, reyna arellano, rachel dare, travis stoll, connor stoll, thalia grace, magnus chase, alex fierro, carter kane, sadie kane

harry potter

harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, neville longbottom, luna lovegood, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, sirius black, james potter, remus lupin, mary macdonald, marlene mckinnon, lily evans, dorcas meadows, regulus black, barty crouch jr, narcissa black, andromeda black, bellatrix lestrange

ride the cyclone

ocean o’connell rosenberg, noel gruber, mischa bachinski, ricky potts, jane doe/penny lamb, constance blackwood

shadow and bone

alina starkov, malyen oretsev, genya safin, zoya nazyalensky, david kostyk, tamaar & tolya, nikolai lantsov

six of crows

kaz brekker, inej ghafa, jesper fahey, nina zenik, wylan van eck, matthias helvar

the outsiders

ponyboy curtis, johnny cade, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, twobit matthews, dallas winston, cherry valance

the hunger games

katniss everdeen, peeta mellark, finnick odair, johanna mason, cinna, effie trinket

it (2017)

bill denbrough, eddie kaspbrak, richie tozier, stan uris, beverly marsh, ben hanscom, mike hanlon

the school for good and evil

agatha, sophie, tedros, hort, hester, anadil, dot, nicola, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, clarissa dovey, leonora lesso

the land of stories

connor bailey, alex bailey, red riding hood, jack, goldilocks

scooby doo

shaggy rogers, fred jones, daphne blake, velma dinkley, thorn, dusk, luna

little women

jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, laurie

dracula

dracula, lucy westenra, arthur holmwood, john seward, mina harker, abraham van helsing, renfield, quincey morris, jonathan harker, the brides

frankenstein

victor frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, henry clerval, adam frankenstein, justine mortiz, ernest frankenstein, the bride

dr jekyll and mr hyde

henry jekyll, edward hyde, richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

phantom of the opera

christine daaé, erik destler, raoul de chagney, meg giry, carlotta giudicelli

a good girls guide to murder

pippa fitz-amobi, ravi singh, naomi ward, cara ward, connor reynolds, jamie reynolds, nat da silva

the mighty ducks

charlie conway, adam banks, lester averman, guy germaine, connie moreau, fulton reed, dean portman, julie gaffney, ken wu, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson

monster high

frankie stein, draculaura, clawdeen wolf, cleo de nile, abbey bominable, ghoulia yelps, operetta, rochelle goyle, spectra vondergeist, elissabat, clawd wolf, deuce gorgon, heath burns, jackson jekyll, holt hyde, kieran valentine

the powerpuff girls

blossom utonium, bubbles utonium, buttercup utonium, brick jojo, boomer jojo, butch jojo

david bowie

david bowie, ziggy stardust, jareth, thomas jerome newton, celliers

sweeney todd

sweeney todd, anthony hope, mrs lovett, johanna todd

the rosewood chronicles

lottie pumpkin, ellie wolf, jamie volk, ollie moreno, raphael wilcox, anastacia alcroft leblanc, saskia san martin, lola tomkins, mickey tomkins, binah fae

hairspray

corny collins, link larkin, amber von tussle, tracey turnblad, penny pingleton, seaweed j. stubbs

attack on titan

eren yeager, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, jean kirstein, sasha braus, connie springer, annie leonhardt, bertholdt hoover, reiner braun, hange zoe, levi ackerman, erwin smith, colt grice, niccolo, yelena, onyakopon, zeke yeager

daisy jones and the six

daisy jones, billy dunne, graham dunne, karen sirko, warren rhodes, pete loving/roundtree, eddie loving/roundtree, camila dunne, simone jackson

doctor who bbc

ninth doctor, tenth doctor, rose tyler, jack harkness, mickey smith, donna noble, martha jones, clara oswald, river song, simm! master

miss peregrines home for peculiar children

jacob portman, emma bloom, millard nulling, enoch o’connor, olive elephanta, alma peregrine

miscellaneous characters

sarah williams, bernard the elf, rodrick heffley, varian, lisa frankenstein, the creature (lisa frankenstein)

UPCOMING FANDOMS : les miserables

[yandere-monster-high]

Yandere! Clawdeen Wolf and Draculaura Headcanons

Clawdeen was the first one to come out to you and ask you out

She loves designing you clothes and when Draculaura gets in the relationship, Laura loves doing your make up

Laura also loves when you do hers, because she can't see herself

Clawdeen is definitely the more dominant of you three

Laura is afraid of abandonment, so she gets very clingy around you

Clawdeen wants to be accepted, and she seeks approval from you, even though she's the more dominant

^She has moments where she breaks down

They love having sleepovers with you

Doing each others hair, kissing, telling scary stories, truth or scare, sharing secrets, gossiping, facials, etc,.

Clawdeen loves when you cling to her and look to her for comfort [When they tell scary stories]

While you may be the child of the goddess of love, you're not to open abt your polygamous relationship

^Though they love showing you off and they brag abt you to anyone that will listen

They love you dressing you in cute little outfits, especially ones Clawdeen made specifically for you

Draculaura loves cooking you vegan meals [Although you don't always eat it cause you're not vegan]

^Clawdeen will always come through for you and pack something extra incase you need it

They can get jealousy pretty easily, especially Draculaura

Clawdeen is a more aggressive jealous [Like clenching her fist, making angry faces, possibly yelling, etc,.]

Draculaura is the type to be passive aggressive, come up to both of you, might say something rude, but under the table snarky that you don't even pick up on it. She'll smile at them, while holding your arm or some part of you, before flirting with you in front of the person

[maxinexstars]

Requests are open

ALL CHARACTERS AGED UP FOR SMUT!

Fluff,angst &smut (no pwp)

Female,male,ftm and mtf

No OC’s

 No ships

Only x reader

If something you want isn’t on this list,please message me about it

don’t spam 

Read the guidelines/characters that I write for before asking something.

If you disrespect my guidelines I’ll ask you nicely to stop, if you don’t,you will be blocked.

I will turn down requests that I don’t want to write or that I don’t feel comfortable with.

I’ll pick the readers gender if you don't specify it

You’ll have to send me an idea of what the plot should be. I won’t write anything without a plot

No yandere

No headcanons

Miraculous ladybug

Marinette dupain cheng/ladybug

Adrien agreste/chat noir

Alya ceisare/rena rouge

Luka couffaine/viperion

Felix graham de vanliy

Code lyoko

Aelita shaeffer

Yumi ishiyama

Odd della robbia

Ulrich stern

William dunbar

Carmen sandiego

Carmen sandiego

Gray/crackle

Avatar: the last airbender

Zuko

Azula

My hero academia

Shoto Todoroki

Denki Kaminari

Kyoka Jiro

Momo Yaoyorozu

Dabi/Toya Todoroki

Himiko Toga

Tomura Shigaraki

Hawks/Keigo Takami

Tenya Iida

Tsuyu Asui

Mina Ashido

Tokoyami Fumikage

Shouta Aizawa/Eraser head

Tamaki Amajiki

Present mic/Hizashi Yamada

Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fat Gum

Alrawabi school for girls

Layan

Rania

Noaf

Tasneem

Hiba

Shams

Monster high

Clawdeen wolf

Cleo de nile

Deuce Gorgon

Calwd wolf

Frankie stein

Draculaura

Abbey Bominable

Cupid

Seth/Pharaoh Ptolemy

Catty Noir

Nefera de nile

Just dance

Sara

Brezziana

Mihaly

Jack rose

Louise Dials

Mothigan

[yandere-wishes]

Monster High Taglist

It's going to be a while before this fic is out. But you guys know the drill. Let me know in the comments if you want to be tagged.

[yandere-wishes]

I really want to write sometime but lack any motivation to write for any of my current fandoms. So I guess it's as good a time as any to start writing yandere monster high ghouls x gn reader. I think I want it to have a more angsty theme. Along the lines of facing the reality that you are no longer a child yet still being unable to accept the fact that you are an adult. I think this is the piece I write to help me cope w/ my upcoming birthday and the bitter reality of becoming an adult.

Let me know in the comments, if you want to be tagged.

[yandere-monster-high]

Monster High Dolls

I got the new Monster High Dolls, all 4; Lagoona Blue, Clawdeen Wolf, Frankie Stein, and Draculaura. They're pretty cute and so are their pets. So glad I got them when I did, cause they were almost sold out at my Walmart. Also they literally JUST put them out, probably had those suckers in the back for months.