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delusionalalien · 2 days ago
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[Embrace You, Devour You] [Chapter 7] YANDERE!Mark Grayson x Fem!Reader x YANDERE!Variant!Invincibles
I HAVE WAY TOO MANY DRAFTS AND MISTAKES THAT I HAVE DONE WHILE MAKING THIS!!!! I accidentally published this TWICE, the app on my phone does not like me, no cap, it said 'save as draft' and the next thing i see is someone liking this shit when its only half way finish💀💀
Anyway, garbage as usual lmao. No Mark btw, you guys can skip this.
NOTE : I do NOT speak Russian, and I used google translate for the Russian bits, i'm so sorry for any Russian people reading this hot garbage of a fanfic.
prologue
previous chapter , ???
T.W / Tags: Slow-burn, Soft yandere, pining, mark is bat shit crazy but he good dw, baby-trapping, teen pregnancy, yandere variants, mark a lil pushy, breeding kink, jealous Mark Grayson, talks of abortion, misunderstandings, possessive Mark Grayson, murder, gore, child-murder(variant!readers), attempted suicide, murder-suicide(variant!readers), OOC, yandere!mom, prob need more tags
Weird ass dreams and you actually have family lore???
You felt the urge to mourn.
You had no recollections of what happened before you came here. All you knew this wasn't the earth you know, nature took over the planet, the sky a deep orange and a strange massive oak tree standing at the middle of it all.
a glowing green power shined inside it's body, dormant, angry, and isolated. Betrayed and stabbed by an axe which left imprints at the base, a scar, a reminder of what it went through.
There was an urge to comfort the alien plant, perhaps it was simply your mind playing tricks on you. There was no way a tree could feel human emotions.
You feel cold as you walk around it. You need to find home, but where is home exactly? This wasn't the earth you know of and you have no clue who or what brought you here in the first place.
You followed the roots of the first tree that protruded from the ground to another clearing where yet another oak tree stands, this time, normal for its height.
The last tree had vibrant colors, this one was dull in comparison to that green shine. You stopped for a brief moment to take in the sight before you.
Despite it's normal appearance and dull color, you can't help but touch the base of the tree and you flinched, stepping back when the shine swirled unnaturally when you touched it.
It seemed friendly, whatever these are they are definitely sentient to some degree.
You made distance with the oak, it didn't feel right to feel scared but you moved on your own feet, reminding yourself that you have to find a way back home and that sticking to one location is never a good idea- at least according to your mother's questionable survival guide she had passed down to you.
You pondered what your parents are doing, they probably filed a missing persons report on you and since you don't quite know how long you've been gone, you only hope its only been a day, and you started praying you weren't kidnapped by actual aliens from another planet.
Your train of thoughts also lingered further as you walk mindlessly through the dense forest. You think of Mark and how he was doing. You wished you cleared up the misunderstanding's about Todd before you came here, how you should have been honest with yourself and confessed.
Still, fear holds you back, you fear change, you are terrified of changing what you both have now. Knowing one day he's going to find someone and he looks at them like how you look at him all your life.
Mark is a friend, you know that, and you delude yourself that you're okay with just being friends, the next door childhood friend that will one day also find someone to love- someone who isn't Mark.
It repulsed you. The idea of someone else in your lives when you love him too much to give him away. Call it an obsession but you'd rather fight for the both of you to stay single for the rest of your life.
You tripped and fell on the grass when your foot caught itself on a stone, you hadn't realized you started crying in the middle of your crisis.
Stupid feelings.
Stupid lies.
Stupid you.
Why of all people has it have to be Mark?
Why does it feel like the world would tear itself apart when you aren't with him?
Why him?
Because he's Mark Grayson.
You're first love and possibly your last. The dork next door that would listen to you rant or ramble in the middle of the night with all the attention on you, the boy who would catch a lizard for you in recess just because you called them cool despite how scared he was touching one, the boy next door who shows up and glues himself on you with every chance he gets and spends most of your summers locked in your room dozing off or playing video games.
That was Mark Grayson, and to him?
You are nothing but a best friend. His ride or die, the girl next door who listens to him ramble about the new release of seance dog, the one who would put him in stupid situations, the girl who has a questionable love interest on Todd.
And who are you to make you change his mind?
You made your bed along ago, you just refused to lie still in it.
You leaned yourself onto a tree, small, insecure, but you felt the most safe within it's small dome, its little sanctuary in the middle of nowhere. It took you a minute to calm down and realized you hadn't gone that far at all from the second oak tree and from the distance you can still see the first tree towering above the head of the rest of the planets in this world.
The smaller oak you leaned to was still growing to maturity, the seconds tree's roots intertwined with the smaller one just like the first one did.
There was no green shine in its body not even a minuscule of it, just a normal tree with a parent tree root embracing its child.
You sat down and scoots further on the small tree where you feel safe. Where you can drown yourself in your own emotions without the feeling of being judged.
You want Mark to be here,
You want your mom to be here,
You want to hear your dad,
You want to hear Debbie giggle,
You want to see Nolan give you his best awkward comfort smiles,
You miss William and his loud comments,
You miss everyone back home, they're probably all worried sick about you,
How do you even go back home?
When did you fall asleep?
Soft fingers strokes your face, it wiped the salted tears away and she whispered soothing words into your ears, Russian was a language your mother didn't bother teaching you, as to why you don't know yourself, this woman is unmistakably speaking Russian to you, whispering soft words of encouragement.
"Вы должны проснуться!"
"Не заканчивай здесь свою жизнь!"
"Приди ко мне, дитя мое!"
"Вот и всё, иди сюда, дорогая."
Why was half your body inside the tree?
She held your hands and pry's you away from the plant in desperation, gathering her strength and she held you close when you are thrown out of the tree's hollow inside. You breathe heavily and watched the tree you we're resting on shamefully closed, the imprint of your body fading slowly as if it understood its irrational behavior of consuming you was wrong and selfish.
You could have died back there, and yet a stranger saved you.
"T-thank you saving me..."
She was massive, not as near as the same physique as your mother, but she was almost the same build. She has sharp features like your mother however, almost creepily identical and you flinched when she furrows her brows in anger.
"О чем ты думал! У тебя есть желание умереть? Что тебя так беспокоит, что ты хочешь покончить с собой?"
"I, I'm sorry? Miss i don't understand what you're saying."
There was a long pause before she sighed, her shoulders slump in defeat, you watch her stand up and motion for you to follow, despite everything, something tells you to obey without further questions. Perhaps because she was human in a nonhuman world, your instincts screams to survive.
You walked behind her, glancing back at the tree that almost consumed you and shuddered. You could have died, you got too comfortable and ended up almost giving up your life and the oddest thing is, you don't even hold any sort of resentment towards it.
Your body slams to a stop when the mystery woman stood still, she points towards a hole on the ground, her face unreadable but serious in the way she spoke.
"Home."
Home? You step a little closer to the hole, it was an endless abyss down there and you're beginning to doubt that she was even here to help you, looking back at the woman, she crossed her arms and waits for you to jump in.
"I'm sorry but this doesn't look safe."
Maybe she speaks and understand minimal English that would explain how she seems to understand you to a certain level. She shakes her head and comes up to you just to jab her finger right where you're heart is.
"Return."
"Return?" You repeat and she nods.
"Return, home." She points back at the hole once more then at you.
"Sorry, I don't understand how this hole is going to bring me back to earth."
A frustrated huff left her lips, she chew the inside of her cheeks thinking, finding words she could convince you to jump, and you wait for her to speak, the more the silence grew the more you think you have to be on your own to find your way back home.
A spaceship would be great about now.
"You, soul, home, body, return."
"wh-"
You didn't even get to ask before she actually shoved you. You flail your arms around trying to catch anything to stop your fall, screaming as the orange sky began to disappear and the silhouette of your murderer fades.
Fuck your life.
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You jolt from slumber. Mouth opened to scream but no noise did come out. What the hell did you dream about? You're then hit with a throbbing sensation in every part of your body.
Everything hurts. The pain you feel was like being struck by a truck going pass the speed limit down the road to end you, the mattress felt thin and stiff making you squirm and groan once your entire senses came back at full force.
You can make out the faint smell medicine wavering in the air, the bed would creaked on occasion if you shifted, your face was numbed with something clings onto your cheeks like sticker, your arms are no better, needles inserted in your veins and supplying you whatever nutrients you needed..
You felt dizzy when you sat up, and you're careful not to accidentally push the needle to where it shouldn't be. You felt nauseous and scared.
How long have you been out? What happened? Why are you in the hospital with these bandages wrapped around you?
Like a second truck coming out of nowhere to finish the job, you're hit with the last memories before you went unconscious out, you were alone underneath the bench and in the mercy of your own company, begging death not to take you, recalling Rebecca and her goons walk away from your body submerged in your own vomit, the way they laughed and tortured you.
You cried. Sobbing in your bruised hands as you let it all out. The agony they made you feel, how you felt pathetic and small while in their mercy as you took on their assault, blow after blow begging and crying out for help and mercy.
You hear the door open, you didn't stop your tears, nor try to shame the emotions you felt before your father went inside.
He froze on that doorway, his eyes red and tired. You felt bad for everyone, the pain they must have gone through just to wait for you to wake up, to know what happened.
It wasn't long before Nicolas held you in his arms, holding your head against his chest as he feel you tremble in his arms, crying to him, for your mother to hold you, to surround you in their presence, and Nicolas hushes you and kissing your head in comfort.
"I'm here,"
"You're safe, nothing is going to harm you now,"
"Let it all out, (Name)."
You drowned in his comfort, his smell, his voice, the way he sooth you in a tight embrace. You believe him, you survived in what you felt was death guiding you to the afterlife, surviving what felt like an eternity of torture, and he lets you cry, again and again.
Because you're his little girl.
And nothing will ever change that.
Not in a hundred years, not even millions.
So Nicolas didn't speak, he didn't stop you from crying, acknowledging what you went through, understanding his grounds as a father.
And for you it was enough.
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Note: when i got bullied my dad just stared at me from across the room. All my crying must have went to his head because he told me to shut up and do the chores (he also threw a notebook at me)💀💀💀💀💀💀 GOD GIVE ME A DAD LIKE NICOLAS!!1!11! #copium #developeddaddyissueswithme
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williamests · 2 days ago
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hi i saw this video on my timeline today x. com/yanwnr/status/1916071759398285711 and now im slowly falling down the williamest rabbit hole help i wasnt familiar with their game before 😭 you came up first when i searched their tag here so i hope its okay to ask you but do you maybe have any links where one can find out more about their lore like a crash course or something lol there is just so much information for someone thats only been a cp for a year 😭
Hello anon! I already know I'm gonna be missing a lot of their shenanigans, so please bear with me. <3 (some of them are gonna be in edit form but you'll get the gist)
the edit that started it all. (this was uploaded even before thamepo was announced)
fans speculating about them being a new CP (goes all the way back to december 2023) || another one.
william staring at a shirtless est and it got so bad, he had to stand up and turn around to get a better look.
"i have my own teerak but i didn't say anything".
the iconic backstage hug from december 2024 by @srnileforme
william is a gangster till est flirts back. (aka william gay panicking and malfunctioning)
this waist grab.
baby tee (my baby is possessive).
est's valentine's day gift.
est with his bouquet at lykn unleashed show last year.
another version with interview.
williamest chiangmai vlog.
perth - when he's with william he looks more happy.
williamest's message to each other during the lol press tour..
whatever this was.
whatever this was, part 02.
post ep 9 live.
songkran 2025 - aka a fever dream.
asking for shark est to return to the sea.
the white guy lore. (another tag)
after 5 days of ldr.
their message to each other.
thamepo has ended but williamest is not over yet
post thamepo finale recap by @bevioletskies (this is very important because prior to this est was not as vocal about his love and adoration for william)
possessive est.
william gifting est a comb -- fans telling him that it's bad omen to gift your lover a comb -- est giving 1 baht to william to nullify the bad luck.
williamest talking about their bond.
@srnileforme williamest tag
MY FAVE DATE video.
this is a thread of the hashtags of most of their events for you to scroll through if you want. also the qrts of this tweet and this tweet.
((tagging two fellow westies who are as obsessed with them as i am (if not more) to add on to this list - @nonglukest @srnileforme))
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quantum1mmortality · 1 day ago
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Okay. Let's go over the criticism one by one then!!!
1; you explain that blocking the writers is not a functional option because us writers (yes, ALL of us!!!) abuse content tags and filters to, "push out our slop." Okay, understandable criticism!!! I think that a lot of us writers do add more broad tags to our fics, which I will admit, I am a bit guilty of, but it's to reach a broader audience. Easy solution!!! Scroll!!!!
2; you explain that a lot of us do not add a read more option, making the whole fic sprawled out in its entirety on the page. Understandable, very frustrating when you're not looking to read. Easy solution, scroll!!!
3; you state that when you block a writer who meets your previous criteria, 10 more show up in their place. If you cared oh so much like you're making it out to seem, block us all!!! Or scroll!!! Easy solution!!!
Using a persons mental weakness against them in an argument that has absolutely nothing to do with it is fucked up, and I think you're old enough to know that. Unless you're just a 13 y/o, which a quick look at your blog leads me to believe.
I know your frontal lobe may not be developed yet, but the way you speak to others shows a lot about your character. Someone disagreeing with you and you immediately commenting about how they must be of a lower intelligence is fucking pathetic on your end. Get a life.
It's obvious you aren't willing to take the criticism of "block us" or "scroll", because that's just so much work, isn't it? Your argument serves absolutely no purpose. I'm done with this thread, I've said what I've needed to, and continuing to reply to this will only serve to prove my point of your immaturity. I hope you have the life you deserve 🫶
we need to drive the fanfic authors off this site like st patrick drove the snakes out of ireland
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starryroe · 5 months ago
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Sometimes, you will be annoyed and upset by people for no serious reason.
Online i see a lot of discourse about what you should do in this situation.
To me it's pretty simple:
if you are going to see this person every now and then, not really be their friend, only be in casual conversations with them, then telling them is bad.
if you are going to talk to this person constantly, if they are a friend, especially an important friend, or they keep trying to interact with you, then you should immediately tell them any sort of thing they do that has hurt you. Because by sitting silently they will just keep acting the same way they are doing and eventually you will start silently hating them and ruining your friendship.
As always this is nuance pilled. There are billions of possibilities for any sort of situation. But this general rule will help you have an active social life while also keeping friends and partners close to you.
And when you are helping someone close to you in a situation like this, then you should act depending on if the person they're upset as is in the first or in the second category as well, by the way.
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eydilily · 6 months ago
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would you bite the hand that feeds you?
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skitastc · 10 months ago
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Brownies❤
Ink!sans by Comyet
Palette Roller by angeutblogo
Paperjam by 7goodangel
Undertop!Gaster by stylincheetah
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rainyraisin · 3 months ago
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Blue Stray on the brain…
First of prolly like. A billion pieces of fanart I want to draw for @tumble-witch ‘s Bread Girl AU!!!! I wanted to post a bunch at one time but I am so impatient lmao ITS BLUE STRAY HOURSSSS‼️‼️
Gotta draw Golden Beetle next I am 3-1 on Marinette vs Adrien drawings my boy needs some love 🙏🙏 (Im just a sucker for angst)
Went. Insane in the tags bc that’s the best way to yap 💖🌸
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felsicveins · 1 year ago
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His heart belongs to another
And no other heart will do
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mcytegg · 4 days ago
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smt i find very funny is that mapicc, on day 1 of s6 btw, scolded minute for still being attached to jumper and said that he would've easily killed ro if she was there at that moment bc that type of sentiment is stupid. and then he proceeded to never once even try and kill ro all season until like, the last month of s6. it's not even js bc she's been gone bc she's been around him the few times she Is logged in and he's gone out of his way to worry abt her despite them not even being teammates. he wouldnt even hit her w his sword when she asked out of worry of her dying ^-^
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love-3-crimes · 1 year ago
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HOLE-DWELLING HOLE-DWELLING HOLE-DWELLING
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waterfallofspace · 2 months ago
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Will you PLEASEEEE make a caretaking audio? I just think it would be so sweet to listen to your take on a sick listener.
I was not entirely sure how to do this, and I don't really love my voice so it was a bit hard to imagine what this should be, but I tried to use the actual voice I use with people irl when they need comfort, mixed with a few of the phrases/pet names I'd normally use, all in all I hope this came off alright?~ is a little less 'listener' though a little more 'partner', scenario type deal, but I hope that's still comforting/good?~
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dagrapesody · 6 months ago
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Little guys on head❤️💙
I remember being inspired by @desultory-novice when I drew this. I remember my inspo this time yeeaah!!!
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cacaocheri · 2 years ago
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this was supposed to be one drawing!! ONE DRAWING!!!!!!!!! but every time i draw them i can't stop i need to keep going
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cheriboms · 7 months ago
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call that an intergenerational language barrier 🙅
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frosting-surfeit · 26 days ago
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I blame @verm1c1de
Lyrics by tub ring (duh) - charismatic smile but pretend theyre in order amd that the drawings make sense for me pls thatd be so kawaii of you thx
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skullsandcorals · 9 months ago
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @apiratefellinlovewithastar 🤭💜💜💜 !!!!
I hope you like it ;)
(click for better quality if you're on the mobile app. do not repost.)
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