#binary star hero visual novel

[shoyastars]

Ok.

One word.

Your favorite Binary Star Hero Character.

Place.

And

Level of fluff to spice.

I’ll write it for you. This place is in need of more scenarios.

[nelicadraws]

Very inaccurate quotes from a very tired man

[yuriyuro]

Your local hero, but he's also material boyfriend🤏🤏🤏 (Just played Binary Star Hero and I NEEDED to make fanart 😭)

[nexuvia]

Hi, It was my birthday 6 days ago.

It's really late ik, i was busy with Uni and tests 😭 I wanted to make a post to appreciate all the tumblr and game creators that made this year worth it for me! This year was a bit of a dumpster fire for me, I've been struggling with shitty thoughts and depleting motivation but I've gotten through it with the help of video games and stories. These include the visual novels and original characters that I've come to appreciate and love. I've always loved stories and attached myself to fictional characters (haha not very healthy but yea) and seeing so many different and interesting original characters on tumblr is very inspiring to me. It's motivated me to draw more often and to think of my own stories. To all the creators I've mentioned, Thank you. Thank you for saving my creativity and giving me something to be happy about. I'll continue to support your creations :)

Characters seen in the picture (and their wonderful creators):

Garret (The guy on the top left with the turtle neck) - @crimsonhydrangeavn

Silas (The elven man next to Garret)- @meo-eiru

Leumin (The man staring at the candle)- @hime-bee

Ray (The man smoking)- @concreteparasite

Heimos (The man side-eyeing Ray)- @stygian-eye-stories

Dae-Hyun (The man on the bottom left)- @yandereworlds

Cove- (The man with green hair)- @gb-patch

Keith and Tenebris (The duo next to Cove)- @dualityvn

Zecharias (The man doodling on the side)- @letmeremindyouvn 

Please take a look at these creators and their work!!! 😊

[suuushirolled]

32 years old is far from old (or a bad thing) but the teasing opportunity towards Ray was too good not to resist and ended up backfiring, of course

[gabeisshy]

I want to kiss him so bad

[sweepysapphire]

domestic Ray commissioned by a friend

[marcckk]

How ya think it would be a date with Ray? ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

I was thinking how could be a date with Ray..

sometimes I imagine that it woukd be so romantic with flowers and a nice coffee cup <33

(˃̶͈◡ ˂̶�� )

[minthe-drawings]

Gift for @concreteparasite✨

Apologies for the delay !! Thank you to @crescencestudio for hosting!! ❤✨

[pomnajester]

My oc Briar and Ray from Binary Star hero ( I love this game with my soul 🩷)

( TikTok Content repost/ do not repost with out credit)

EDIT: it came out all glitchy NOOO

[kaine-chan]

Another wonderful yandere novel with dark vibes and serious and good plot~

Big thanks to @concreteparasite for making this! It was a wonderful thing to read

[junkxo]

New sexy man just dropped how we feeling tumblr

[mossystrawberri]

[mary0u0]

It's something I did quickly for enjoyment, but God how that expression that Rey makes hurts me 😞😫 ❤️❤️❤️

[nagaytoe]

Dry Leaves

Yandere X Reader

Tags/TWs: Stalking, kinda mental health issues?, violence, abduction, yandere is delusional (obv), y'all can insert anyone you want as the yandere

One of the Yandere Fall prompts by @snoopledrooplecheesedoodle inspired this fanfic, i wrote it specifically in a way that doesn't mention a certain character so anyone can feel free to insert whoever they want into the role of the yandere!

Word count: 990

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It's the middle of October; the trees grew more colorful and started losing their leaves, which are now scattered along the sidewalk and crunch underneath your boots as you make your way back home.

You look around the park you are currently walking through, since it's a shortcut to your apartment, and see a group of kids playing around in a heap of leaves. Their laughter fills your ears, despite the headphones you are wearing. They seem so careless, so innocent and they are, of course. How you wish you could go back to those times, back when your biggest issue was having to be in bed by 7 p.m. and not…that person.

However, those times are over, unfortunately. You quickly avert your gaze, feeling uncomfortable all of a sudden; the hair on the back of your neck is standing up and goosebumps stretch over your skin. It might be cold, but not that cold, especially not since you're wearing a thick jacket and lined boots, the cause for the goosebumps is more likely something, or someone, else. A feeling all too familiar is washing over you: The feeling of being watched.

Picking up your pace, you quickly leave the park and try to get home as soon as possible. Who's to say that you can't finish a route that takes five minutes on average in two?

As you walk on the quiet sidewalk, with not a car in sight, and the song you are currently listening to ending you try to concentrate on the sounds surrounding you and sure enough:

You hear a second pair of footsteps behind you, leaves crunching under the person's feet.

As soon as you try to walk even faster, the person behind you picks up their pace as well.

For fucks sake…

Should you turn around? No, that's most likely not the smartest idea. The closest group of people you've seen so far were the kids just now and they won't be much help in case of an attack.

There's a cafe nearby, you could use a warm drink anyways and perhaps you'll be able to either get the person to stop trailing after you or to spot whoever is following you.

You stop in front of a small cafe you visit quite frequently and enter, not daring to look behind you just yet.

Walking up to the counter you already know what you want to order, the same as usual, as you look over to the door and scan the entryway, but there seems to be no one coming in after you. You sigh, feeling a little relieved, maybe you were just imagining things. The barista, however, doesn't fail to notice that you seem on edge.

“Is everything alright, Miss?”

Your gaze snaps back towards the woman in front of you. She seems to be around your age, with short, jet black hair and a few piercings gracing her pale face.

“Y-yeah…sorry, it's just… been a little stressful lately”

The bags under your eyes are dark, a telltale sign of the countless nights you stayed awake and failed to fall asleep, too scared that whoever keeps watching you lately will strike in the dead of night and have their way with you.

The barista smiles empathetically and hands you a small tray with your drink and something else in a small paper bag, causing you to look at her questioningly.

“A chocolate chip cookie,” she says. “On the house, of course. You seem like you need something sweet.” She adds quickly.

“Thank you.” You give her a warm smile and walk to a free spot in the back of the cafe. It's a table meant for two people: Two dark brown armchairs on each side of a mahogany wood table with a small lamp in the middle, illuminating the surrounding area in a warm light.

20 minutes have passed and you feel a lot calmer. You finished your drink, ate the cookie and feel ready to go, feeling almost silly as you think back to the events not even half an hour ago. It was probably nothing, you were just imagining things. The person behind you just happened to have to go into the same direction as you, right? Right.

You leave the cafe and continue your journey back home, inhaling deeply and feeling the cool air numbing your nose a little. The sun started setting, casting a warm light onto the street and the trees, making the colorful leaves shine even brighter. Your headphones blasted your favorite song and almost everything in the world feels alright again. There were no other incidents on your way home and you reached your apartment complex in no time, smiling to yourself a little.

You failed to notice the man behind you though, following you home and to your front door.

Standing in front of the door to your apartment and right before taking out the keys, someone grabbed you by the hair on the back of your head.

“You kept me waiting out in the cold, I'm sure you don't mind if I warm up a little in your apartment, right? After all, I still have to pack your things... Aren't you excited, darling?”

A deep voice whispers into your ear, as you are frozen in shock, before your head is slammed into the door.

Falling to the ground, you try to get a good look at your attacker and attempt to kick him, but to no avail. You were way too dizzy to cause him any harm and the mask and hood he was wearing made it impossible to get a glimpse at his features.

The last thing you hear before passing out is a chuckle along with some sinister sounding words.

“I hope you know I had no other choice, especially not after you always flirt with others, including that barista today. Surely you're well aware that infidelity is a sin, no?”

[eclipse-ml]

🇲🇽: Ray si fuera el estereotipo de Yandere <3

🇺🇸: Ray if he were the stereotypical Yandere <3

(I love him so much ❤️)