#the yandere files

[just-null]

jay u NEED to draw more ino

PLS I BEG YOU HES SO HGHGHGH IN YOUR STYLE...

he's pretty cute!

even his underlying jealousy is pretty cute in how he asks because he goes right back to wanting to know everything about you and your day!

[wayfayrr]

Yandere wild headcanons

Guess who just found a set of near finished headcanons buried in a headcanon wip file :P Just had to alter one or two and here we go! some yan wild - most of this is from where I used he/they for wild (which, I'm honestly very tempted to go back to)

[masterlist]

✦ they have attachment issues, as well as being very touch-starved after their 100-year nap 

✦ they can't live without your touch, even if they themselves don't understand why yours is so much better than anyone else's touch 

✦ They’re your closest and as long as they have it their way, one of the only people you will trust.

✦ You think you can sleep anywhere else other than in their bedroll in his hold? there's no chance. Maybe at best, you can convince them to at least hold you in your bedroll but that's it.

✦ Do you think getting a bed in an inn would free you from them using you as a personal teddy? you couldn't be more wrong. They play it as saving rupees for supplies by sharing a room with you as long as none of the others want you instead? it works without fail.

✦ they’re as clingy as humanly possible, it's almost like they want to become your scarf or coat with how they’re so constantly wrapped around you

✦ on the tiniest chance that you aren’t in their arms you’re never ever out of their line of sight, they’re far to scared to lose you like everyone else they’ve ever known. Not even death could tear you from them.

✦ You best like never eating at a restaurant or ever cooking for yourself again. He’s obsessed with getting your “blessing” for any meal they make, only catering for your taste over the rest of the chain from the second he falls, well with twilight being the only exception. He could never live with himself if he poisoned wolfie afterall.

[zp0wer]

MORE THAN A DREAM. — M / M!READER

new post! lights, camera, action.

The first moment he saw you at the entrance of this gathering, his eyes couldn't help but drool over your presence and seems can't leave his eyes at you.

He didn't know what is happening at himself, but at first, he thought it may be because of your aura and how you handle yourself attract him so much.

But something interfere in his mind, why did he easily got attracted to you?

It leave him overwhelmed and questioning himself over and over, but the most reason he should probably ask is why does his mind is being preoccupy to you?

The way your eyes would slowly turn into those adorable narrow eyes while you're laughing with your friends, the way your body movements slowly imitate the slow music..

It all affects his neutral being.

He may don't know you personally right now, but who is he to not take the risk? Especially when it's you.

Don't you know how hard he needs to control himself to not just pinned you on the wall? Or are you perhaps teasing him?

Especially when you choose to linger yourself and sit just right next to him. Are you doing this purposely to make him explode?

All the actions you're doing is driving him crazy. Isn't the main reason he's here is because of business gathering? and to be allies with the neighboring business man?

But then all of a sudden, you interfere between and change every bits of his plan. And yet you have the audacity to seduce him? to attract him? to make him drool over you?

He's losing a control to himself, and you're the main reason to that, but that's okay.

It's not like he'll just invade every personal informations and attempt to snatch you off, yeah, how could he do such a thing, right? right?

💭 — Suggestions? [headcanons and oneshots]

🧾 [Featured tag] — zp0wer ; headcanons

ㅤㅤmasterlist

[cherium-meadows]

I want y’all to know I’ll be back once I’m done having my fill w/ the new update LMAOO

In the mean time why did he do this when I gave him an egg😭😭😭😭

[pinechild]

Yandere! Backrooms Entity x Reader

—> Gn!Reader

Warnings : yandere themes, stalking, non-con touching, depersonalization, reader going a little bit crazy, overall creepy behavior

Yandere! Backrooms Entity not being able to move away from the scene, seeing you panic and heave through your delicate lungs stirs something inside them - an odd feeling they can’t categorize yet. Sure, they’ve seen humans (mostly unwillingly) enter this liminal plane as they pass by to travel to other realms, seeing them freak out and lose their sanity to only rot away on some corner - it didn’t matter to them or even phase them—helping out creatures who can only see in three dimensions was a fools errand on their part. But with you, it was different. They’re not sure how, but they’re willing to find out.

Yandere! Backrooms Entity watches you from afar at first, seeing you aimlessly wandering the empty, uncanny spaces as you try to hold on to your sanity. Your watery whimpers don’t go unnoticed, and rather, it makes their fingers itch to touch you, to comfort you and eat all the anxieties that ruminate in that fragile little mid of yours. Oh how helpless you are.

Yandere! Backrooms Entity gets bolder in their actions, getting more up close to you, smelling your hair and skin while you remain none the wiser to their presence, still locked on finding an exit to leave this transitional plane. But only if you knew you couldn’t; that your mere biology would never let you see such things, that you were doomed from the mere start you slipped away from your own reality. But don’t worry, they’ll take good care of you, they promise.

Yandere! Backrooms Entity that starts to touch you, invisible fingers caressing you through your clothes and massaging all the supple, delicate flesh your person has. It’s not your fault you can’t see a 6th dimensional being, nor the constant exists that litter around the place; it’s not your fault you can’t see them, they just weren’t made for you.

Yandere! Backrooms Entity can’t help but to keep touching your skin, seeing you squirm and look around in confusion with a pathetic whimper, feeling their presence burn holes into your clothes. Have you finally lost your mind? Are you watching yourself rot in real time in this inescapable, empty hell? Oh no, little one—they’re right here: you’re just at a biological disadvantage.

Yandere! Backrooms Entity that helps you keep your sanity by offering you foods you can eat and necessities they know humans need, all while you cautiously take them, fragile hands shaking like leaves. Without them, you’ll surely die and decay like the others — and the mere thought of that makes their insides surge with an acidic rage. They have to keep you alive, they just have to— Because the more and more they think about it—

They love you. And they want to keep you.

And maybe someday, they’ll even talk to you once they see you’re mentally fit for it.

And surely, y̴̳̆͗͒͗͛̽o̶̪͈͈̝̜͐̎̿́û̸̬̙͙̳̣̯͍͚̔̒̃͐̋̈̈’̷͚̈́͊̄̎̈́̅̃̾͗̾l̶̨̧̡̳͇͕̩͙͈̦͉̩̫̒̓̐͆̆̽ĺ̴̢̩̥̗̬̱͈̩̤̖͈͔̤̠̈́̀̈́̎̾͐̈́̊͆̔̚̕̚͜͝ ̵̢̯̼͑̄́͊͜l̸̗͉̺̗̗̬͈̉̃́͜o̴͇̲̥̍͠v̵̜̝̲̤̬̥̖͎̥͙̯̐̄̂͊̅̃ȩ̴̼̊͗̈̽́̓͐̽̓͐̌̕̕͝ ̶̢̞͉͇̩̠̙̟͍̦̦̞̻̫̎̈́̉̄͗̒̐́̅̋̄͘t̴̢̘̖̀ͅh̶̥͎̖͊͊̑͂̾̄̆̆͊͂̿̔̊̚͝e̸̯̜̣̞͉̟̬̼̭̹̦̩̥̯͑̌̅͐ḿ̵̝͔̥͇̜̀͜ ̶̞̯͔̲̻̍̃̌̌̍͛̀̅̏̓͝͠ͅb̵̲̗͓̮͍̮̅͑̈̚̕a̵̡̟͍̻̹̩̦͑̐͛͒̌͛̓̾̊͠c̵̻͍̙͓̥̳̓̉̑̕͘ḱ̴̛̪͇͕́̀̋͐̌̉̂̿͘.̷̧̙͕͎̯̦̮̮̱͗̀̌͊̌͊̄͊͛̌͝ͅ

[meltedheartz]

thinking about how weird yandere!paul atreides would be ..

he's such a freak. an absolute weirdo around you, all lingering eyes and adoring smiles flashed your way.

paul knows you think he's a little off. a little too touchy with you, following you around like a lost puppy... you don't get it. he doesn't think you would, but he also doesn't quite care.

it's in the way he stares at you, albeit from a distance. the way he smiles. how he speaks to you. how he acts. all of it is a little unsettling, in plenty of ways.

after all, you're a boy... in the eyes of other people of course.

in your defense, you never bothered to reveal you aren't biologically a guy. no one asked! no one cared! no one thought about it! you passed so naturally, it was better to just blend.

you're rugged in all sorts of ways.

when you were nothing but a child, you'd climb atop of things you shouldn't have, you'd fight the other boys with fists and teeth, not hesitating to wield a sword or gun and join battle.

certainly, your parents fully believed you were the outcast of the family. the black sheep, the freak, the one they'd stash under the stairs to hide you from the world.

it got real bad when you cut your hair and would wrap fabric around your chest just to make sure you looked more masculine in the eyes of many. surely, you were crazy? you had to have been. going out in public like that — when you're supposed to be their precious daughter, their darling baby they'd dress in ribbons and bows, all sorts of jewelry.

you weren't really interested in those things... you like fighting. you like who you are. it's so much more comfortable, you feel so much safer.

until paul atreides comes around.

when you two first met, it was cordial. he kept a distance, despite being stony faced, he'd smiled at you and offered his name, asking for yours.

the two of you shake hands, professional and solely there for business. until you're sent to arrakis, and, well, it goes sideways.

he starts following you like a stray on the street... so eager to be near you, to feel the warmth of your scarred, rough hands; to stare at you and admire all the gashes and beatings you've received from your battles.

and it's just.. ugh. you hate it. you feel like you're being stalked everywhere you go, asking him dumb questions like, "shouldn't you be with chani??" "you don't have anything to be tending too, at the moment...?" "ah, are you sure you want to watch me spar and train? surely you have elsewhere to be." it irks him, just a little bit. ever since paul had locked eyes with you, his visions changed.

would he ever say what he saw? mm, maybe not. wouldn't want to scare you off!

but until he does make those visions a reality, he'll watch you from a distance. evaluate just why he sees children that look like the perfect mix of you and himself, why he sees so many different variations of wedding rings, why he sees you sleeping beside him in bed as he dreams.

just... until then. paul swears he'll make it a reality.

[kentocidal]

the betrothal.

users: rex lapis x fem!reader

warning! this file has been corrupted! do not open! yandere!rex lapis, violence, description of a dead body, death of an unnamed character, power imbalance, age gap, pre-canon, like many years pre-canon, historical inaccuracies, ask to tag.

internal message: so uhhh. yeah this. this is an au i’ve been working on. this is my introduction to it p much. i hope this reaches other freaks like me so i have an excuse to write more yan!zhongli and get into the talks of enabler!xiao

new notifications! @kaedescara @yaekiss (want to get a notification? send me an ask off anon!)

“huh?”

you stood completely rigid in the elaborate dining hall of the large house that was not your own, your father’s hand on the small of your back, keeping you from running.

you turned your head to look up at him, blinking and feeling your chest go tight as he laughed awkwardly at your reaction to his statement. “darling, i’m sure you heard me. this is your betrothed.”

“but… what? i never…” you looked straight ahead again, at the man in front of you who was surrounded by his parents and a handful of guards, a sweet and tender smile on his face as he looked you over like you were furniture and not a person. your father patted your back to try and encourage you to step forward, but you stayed planted firmly in your spot next to him.

“honey, i know you remember me explaining this to you.” your father’s lips were near your ear as he mumbled to you, sighing. “if you didn’t find a husband, i would find one for you. i told you this.”

something inside of you twisted. something deep, carnal, dark. this was wrong.

you had known from the moment you came of age that something… something bigger was meant for you. your archon had called to you from the moment you first learned of him and his existence. his voice traveled through the echoes in the stone forest, telling you exactly where the good footholds were to ensure you wouldn’t fall. he made you feel lucky – it felt like you never tripped over stones or the boards in liyue harbor that other people stumbled over. you always had just the right amount of mora in your coin purse whenever you were hungry or thirsty or saw a brand new yukata in a deep brown and black that fit just right, no alterations needed. you felt blessed, felt that your calling was to be a handmaid to the archon, to his temple, keep yourself holy…

and your father was having none of it.

he had told you for the past six months that you were delusional, that you needed to focus on growing up and marrying off and bearing children to carry on your bloodline. you were the only daughter; your mother never produced a son before she passed. it was up to you, but you were not willing.

you felt your eyes start to well with tears and a scratchy lump settle in the back of your throat as you looked at this man, this stranger in front of you, and bowed slightly to him.

“pleasure to meet you,” came your meek, timid voice, shrouded in anger, panic, betrayal.

your betrothed smiled at your submissive stature, chuckling to himself and reaching to take one of your hands to press a kiss to the back of it. “the pleasure is mine. come, have dinner with us. please. it would make me so happy to feed you.”

and you went, because you had to. and you broke bread with this stranger, with this family that you were becoming forced to be a part of. this marriage would come sooner rather than later, and the idea of giving up your beliefs to make this man happy tore at you.

you could hardly eat the meal prepped for you, though it smelled delicious and looked divine. fresh pheasant and vegetables from a garden outside… you felt like you were going to be sick instead. 

you forced some rice down your throat before standing and saying you had a headache, urging to be escorted home by your father. he did not wish to oblige, but your betrothed – what was his name again? – was kind enough to excuse you both early. it felt like one of the blessings your archon was bestowing upon you. he had to understand that this was not for you.

the walk home was dark and filled with your father speaking down to you about the disgrace you had brought to the family, how it was not in the bloodline to become a priest of any kind. you swallowed, and simply turned down the opposite fork in the road towards one of the statues of your archon, refusing to listen to the shouts of your father who demanded you return to him at once.

you instead slipped underneath the roof of the small lean-to temple, fussing about to get incense lit and leave mora in the plate before taking your place on your knees in front of the statue, hands folded in your lap after smoothing out the fabric there. the heady scent of incense filled your head and soothed your worries almost immediately, a brush of wind guiding stray hairs from your face, almost like a hand brushing them away.

you bit your lip before speaking into the wind, already feeling the lump in your throat start to shift and loosen, a fresh swath of tears pricking the corners of your eyes. “this isn’t what is supposed to happen, is it?”

silence in the wind. it feels still, suddenly. you hiccup.

“i’m supposed to be guided by you, am i not? you have always guided me to do the right thing, always ensured good things happen to me. if this is true… why do i feel so empty? why does this feel wrong?”

a rustle in the trees. you sniffle and shift closer to the base of the statue, tipping your face up to look at the hooded figure sitting far above your head. you wipe at your eyes with the back of your hand. “i just need an answer. please. i don’t… think i ever want to be married. if there’s a way to escape this, something, anything, please… help me.” 

you cried. you felt like you were in mourning. you felt so empty, so alone. for the very first time in your life. you felt like your archon’s eyes were not on you.

you stood up and dropped more mora in the plate, all that you had in your coin purse, more than you remember packing, before slipping off into the night.

you cried yourself to sleep in your childhood home, curled up tightly until the early morning when you rose to hear liyue in a commotion, groups of footsteps outside your door and running along the trails leading towards the harbor. it was unusually busy as you gathered yourself for the day and hurried to follow the crowd.

it seemed to part for you, people looking over their shoulders to find you and immediately bowing out of your way to let you through. you briefly wondered if news of your engagement made its way through the city already, that the girl who was the archon’s most devoted follower was leaving the fold to be married circulated enough to embarrass you, but you soon discovered this was not the case. 

instead, you joined the crowd in the center of the city where the archon himself had descended upon the people, holding a limp body in his arms, a long dragon tail flicking at the sight of you. you swallowed and almost felt a scream bubble up, but nothing came. 

you stared into the yellow eyes of rex lapis and watched the fire melt away into the eyes of a simple man. he dropped the bleeding body from his arms to the boardwalk of the harbor. it landed with a sickening crack, splattering blood and practically bouncing. the head of the man turned in a disgusting way, and you recognized the face of your betrothed immediately.

in a short moment the archon had stepped over the body of the man you had broken bread with and approached you, holding out a blood coated hand.

“there you are.” his voice was deep, booming, raspy. almost inhuman. his tail flicked under his robes and you could tell his hood was concealing horns that wrapped around pointed ears.

“what have you done?” was your initial reaction, one that you regretted immediately, because the face of your archon hardened like the stones he created in his wake.

“i am answering your prayers, precious one. did you not cry for me to help you? did you not beg on your knees to be saved from this responsibility?” rex lapis cast a glance over his shoulder to the body of the man that was still seeping blood into the wood planks of the harbor. “he was nothing. cursed to a life of solitude. i am relieving you. where is my thanks?”

you shook as you stared at his outstretched hand, large and wet with blood and claws long enough to rip your heart out.

you stared hard at him for a moment as the pieces that had been handed to you one by one by him throughout your life snapped neatly into place, and you felt like your very essence was being pulled in towards him as your smaller hand pressed into his.he smiled at you, a slight grin, knowing and wise, and his eyes seemed to crackle with a sickness you would pretend wasn’t there as he pulled you towards his chest. “you were made for me, my gem. only for me.”

[schellis]

doodled a lil thing during a friend's playthrough of sdv with their (somewhat) questionable animal name choices and i think this is the best cow ive ever drawn

[suusoh]

Johan with cuteness aggression making him want to become closer, clinging onto darling 24/7, chaining the both of them together, and spending every waking hour dedicated to breathing the same air as them.

vs.

Darling with freakness aggression making them want to keep him away as far as possible, wishing to lock him in a shipping container and send him to to other side of the world where they never see his face again.

[cupids-archives]

ღೀ๋࣭ “shh love,” his fingers find your hair once more, pulling it back to see your tear ridden face, “aww baby, your so adorable” you struggle against your restraints at his comments, crying louder.

he doesn’t stop though. just thrusting into you faster the hard metal of his body harshly hitting into yours, “it’s okay baby, let it out” he drops your head, and you go back to mewing against the pillow, your drool dripping onto the silk pillow. his rough thrusting doesn’t stop, his cock hitting a particularly sensitive spot inside you, making you arch your back wildly, gripping onto the sheets below you. “d-does that feel good..” his voice becoming raspier, almost whimpering at this point as his thrusts start to speed up, losing the careful rhythm. his balls hit your ass, leaving bruises, it doesn’t matter however, the way he feels now. you can’t help but moan out for him. the pleasure in your stomach building up, with one more thrust, your body caves, his grip on your hair tightens and the building in your stomach comes spilling out, soiling the sheets below. his breathing is heavy for a second. pulling out his dick and flipping you over so your facing him. “So, do you still want to leave, or do I have to fuck you again?”

©cupids-archives . requests are encouraged !!

[wayfayrr]

🦆 anon is ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s been a minute, life been hectic for a while 😩 but I’m hoping that starting today, I’ll get a bit of free time to peruse my favorite blogs!!! So, how have you been? Busy? Have you been drinking enough water? Stay hydrated all you thirsty hoes out there!!! 😁

Anyway! Trying to catch up on stuff I’ve missed…

Agreed, sleep is for the weak. I shall sleep when I am dead. Not even the eepy meds work anymore.

*Gasp!* an anniversary? Of your first LU fic? Congrats!

A raffle? Noice! Can’t wait to see what the winners come up with.

Few sentences prompts??? Love it!!! Number 7 plz and make it hurt if possible. I like angst.

Recently saw a YT short that gave me a new idea… it’s a different kind of “self aware” ask. What if the boys in game aren’t self aware… but your drawings of them are? I’ll link the short, don’t worry. But this creator drew their characters and did an animation of them actually being alive and interacting with them and even the other drawings. Thought it was a cool idea to share with the self aware boys being actual drawings that were drawn by reader lol! Actually… that would make reader their actual creator… the ideas are turning in my head with this one~

https://youtube.com/shorts/OcGy7QwN3Lc?si=1HpoRtt_PS7Q5BAG

It's good to see you duck!!! it's been a bit and I hope you're doing well!!! Stuff's been getting better for me, Had an interview for a job just after getting this ask and I'm waiting to hear back now.

It's really funny too cause I track my sleep and just every morning when I check now the time asleep is just gradually getting less and less lol

And yeah! It's been a little over a year since I've started creating for linked universe now, and it's been an amazing time <33 met some truly wonderful people cause of it

7 (silent fury) seems to be the most popular prompt asfvdsvgsdfgv this is actually the 3rd ask I've gotten with it (but I'm gonna write another mini one anyway, wild rather than time for this one >:D)

He knew he was a failure. The first moments of his, truly his own memories and not another life half-remembered, was being told that he failed after all. That he died when the hero was supposed to prosper. That didn't make what he was going through any easier. And wallowing in his regrets wouldn't help you feel safe again. The chain all knew your boundaries, they all knew to ask you your opinions. To make sure that you were comfortable. But villagers didn't. And wild wasn't fast enough to be your hero. He was fine not being Hyrule's, as long as he could be yours that's all he could ever long for. But he failed you. Comforting you wasn't even an option with how you'd locked yourself away in your room, away from everything while you coped. Leaving the only way to take out his burning fury to find the person who dared to lay a hand on you. He couldn't fail you again.

[Prompt list]

I've been seeing that trend too!! Its one that I really like - and I've actually been sent a couple by dms lol it's a really interesting take on the au, and it's just fun in general really. Although I'll probably stay away from the creator == being treated as a deity cause it's kinda an ick for me (it's just a trope I don't like tbh, each to their own but I won't write/read it) but them thinking they have more of a right to be closer to you? the way it could cause arguments if they met the originals? oh there is so much potential for it as an idea honestly

[s0xmsstuff]

yandere Felix kranken hcs from the walten files?

Y! FELIX KRANKEN X GN! READER

Cw: mention of violence and blood, pathetic behavior, slight inclination to emotional dependence, stalk, alcohol abuse, child neglect

Every love story begins with an accident

And that accident was you. Maybe you were a young adult looking for a job or maybe a friend of a friend.

You were going to meet Felix anyway. It was like destiny, or at least that's what he wants to believe.

You didn't think much about it, he was just a normal man with an enviable life

A good and pretty wife, a stable job, the dream house and friends everywhere

You thought it was a good life.

But he really didn't let you see anything else besides that.

After all, first impressions are everything.

You didn't notice his sweaty hands, his fixed gaze or his slight tremble in his voice.

It wasn't like you cared much.

The first time he saw you he felt like a shy and awkward college student.

Maybe it was your looks, maybe your voice or simply your existence.

It was like a perfect cup of coffee.

Neither so cold nor so hot and with its sugar well calculated

He thought about you for a few weeks, sitting in the living room while his wife slept in the bedroom.

Sleeping next to her felt bad.

It was like he was fooling himself, or worse, fooling you.

He thought a little more about it, but the more he thought, the more he lost focus.

He felt pathetic, like he was in a spiral of emotions that made him vomit.

Was it your body? Maybe just your eyes

At work he made doodles of you or some animal that would remind him of your look.

It became common that Jack would find notebooks on Felix's desk.

When minimal visits weren't enough, he resorted to leaving his desk more and looking for you.

He felt afraid to speak and screw up, so he settled for looking at you from afar and observing you.

The way you walk, move your mouth or your hands. Everything was written down in his mind and soul

Every night he whispered your name in soft and light moans

Each time it felt like the two of them were destined to be something significant.

Like Rosemary and Jack

But he thought about Linda and his marriage

It was a problem.

He thought and thought but his tired brain couldn't do any more.

So he hid in the sea of alcohol to try to learn to live with it, ignoring his feelings and thoughts.

He was too drunk to even control himself.

The bottle broke Linda's head.

He thought about what to do with the body or how he could hide this.

So he wrote notes and letters about their breakup, leaving the body on the outskirts of the city.

Weeks passed and no one asked about Linda anymore, it was liberating

He thought about you and how you worried about him because of his divorce.

It felt amazing when you spent the day with him, trying to cheer him up.

He tried to take that concern to something more intimate but you were a bit clumsy.

That made him love you more

Love is a strong feeling, but next to what he feels for you, it is nothing.

Everything was smooth sailing until the accident.

I had thought a lot about you, somewhat depressed by your absence.

He missed you so much... It hurt not having you close, he just wanted to hug you and melt into your skin.

Maybe he had drunk too much.

After burying Ed and Molly, I walk through the great forest

He had let Molly, Ed, Sophie, Rosemary and Jack down.

But he thought of you

Maybe you would feel sorry for him and go back to his side to try to cheer him up, right?

But your face only showed horror.

That was unexpected, I was hoping you would jump into his arms and fill him with nice comments.

Not that you fell to the ground and screamed in pure panic

It was horrible. Hear you scream and cry in horror

He was a little dirty, but he would be cleaned.

Just stop screaming and kicking

You should learn to love your ideal man

[obsessed-loverboy]

please love me back. please love me back. please love me back. our life together could be so beautiful. don't you want a beautiful life with someone endlessly in love with you? don't you want the safety and security of my soft arms and warm heartbeat welcoming you home? I may not be perfect for you but you're utterly gorgeous inside and out, and maybe we could be perfect together <33

think about it, won't you?

[fiona-my-love]

mme looking at my inbox or something idk im just hoping that if i post enough more people will see me and request something. i write for 14 fandoms. please

[hana-no-seiiki]

Heyyy! What are your college based Ocs and popular reader up to?

warnings: mentions of orgies, sex, and coercion.

Right now? At 5am? Probably partying and having wicked orgies with a couple of warcrimes sprinkled here and there. Come to think of it they’re probably close to finishing up and cleaning whatever venue they picked for the night.

(I like to think they broke into Darling’s parents house as a warning)

After the event where Popular Reader forced Darling unto her lap, it’s just been chaos.

There’s at least a dozen students planning for Darling’s death and that includes her own goddamn boyfriend.

Justin lowkey wants to finally have sex with her just to spite the reader but is quickly reminded how he detests touching anyone but you.

Popular Reader is probably chilling and thinking about what to do after they graduate coleg (canonically she plans to get into med school but I’m not quite sure if I’ll specify it in the tumblr version of the story) if not fooling around with the teachers and/or forcing (but is it really forcing if they like to do it) the nerds to do her assignments and projects.

There are some students still covering up the past incident, but the rumors are spreading way too fast to control. All tangible evidences have been cleared courtesy of the rich kids.

[yanverse]

posing a questionné for the ladies and germs......in my plight of crafting a primitive lil yandere sim that's most certainly gonna be a big project, would the lovelies in chat be at all interested in seeing a mini demo for some helpful feedback? im considering doing a short, single character route to show the structure i have in mind and what the whole finished product might roughly look like--and so you lovelies can give me critiques and pitch ideas if you like! i had a few yanderes in mind that ive already written a bit for, so feel free to vote on who you'd like to see if you'd be interested in this lil demo project! i might do multiple over the next few months if you darlings enjoy it <3