#yandere ana x reader

[yandere-romanticaa]

Ana's villain arc/origin story: People who lack reading comprehension, roasting rude anons and the cute, almost yandere declaration of us being your property. I often wonder what type of yandere would yandere content writers be. It's fun to think about.

You have no one else to blame but yourself for this. Massive cringe alert, you have been warned.

Fun fact - this has been sitting in my drafts since highschool. I'm in college now.

Oh, how delectable sweets are. Be it chocolates of any kind, candies in various flavors or perhaps even the seemingly endless row of cookies would be to your liking?

It was hard for Ana to decide what her beloved would enjoy.

Her pale finger hand reached towards the box of simple chocolate chip cookies, the bright yellow packaging catching her eye in an instant. The font on the box was a delicate cursive, emphasizing the potential perfection which lay dormant inside the pricey cardboard box.

Ana let out a whistful as she tucked a strand of her honey blonde hair behind her ear, carefully removing the wireless earbud in the process. She quietly cursed to herself as she was brought back down to Earth by the voices of the other customers in the store, the reality of her situation hitting her like a pile or rocks - she was helplessly smitten with her new obsession, and she had no idea how to deal with it...

She was much more of a jealous person than she would like to admit.

Ana had met her beloved not too long ago and for her, it was love at first sight. The way in which her sweetling would indulge her need for physical affection made her heart soar, even if they really did not feel like doing so sometimes. Ana could still feel the warmth of her darling in her arms, her chest heaving at the thought.

She couldn't wait to see them once more.

But Ana was just too shy to admit her feelings. She knew that her beloved would never accept her feelings, therefore, Ana decided to stick to the good old fashioned style of romance by sending anonymous letters and little trinkets.

Ana would always feign ignorance and stupidity whenever her sweetling would show her all the things they had gotten. She would gasp in a dramatic fashion and make some comments how she wished someone would send her those types of gifts too.

Seeing her sweetling react positively to her gifts only spurred Ana even further. No one needs to know it's all her, it was her little secret.

She just wished her little sweetling wasn't so easily influenced by other people.

Oh, how Ana loathed dealing with other people when it came to those critical situations. She had to persevere, for if she did not she might just lose her mind in the upcoming nights.

It was hard for her, being obsessed with her sweetling. In a way, she resented them a little for making her feel so pathetic and raw.

Deep down, she wanted to make them feel exactly as she did. Her heart bled for her sweetling and if her feelings were not returned...

She might just crack.

[yandere-wishes]

Kazuha is my bbg. Him and Childe are kinda fighting for the top spot. I also fucking adore Ayato, he's so delicious. Sir, Sir, I can bark. I can do whatever he wants me to do. Oh my god. 🐱

Diluc was my first genshin love though ahahaha, at the start of the game you were either a Kaeya or Diluc girlie. Kaeya is also a fucking snacc. Albedo too!!

Hajbduw 😆💞😆💞😆 Ayato has that effect on me too!! He brings out my submissive side. If he'd put a leash and collar around my neck I'D THANK HIM!! t I just want to be his pretty little pet wife.

No joke you and Kazuha would be so cute together!! You could go traveling all around Tyvat together! Sleeping under the stars and having bonfire meals!! It'd be so romantic and aesthetic 💖😍💖😍

You and Diluc are also a perfect match, he'd the ULTIMATE rich husband (plus he's super loyal) he dreams about you all while he's at work and his heart literally melts each time he sees you at home. He would buy you the prettiest red dresses and diamond/gold jewelry. Anything for his sweetheart. the love of his life.

I was always Kaeya girlie until I saw Childe 😆😆although tbh I started playing almost a year after the game was released.

[chlorinecake]

ᅟᅟᅟ❚❘❙❘ ✙ ✦ 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐅 + 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 ᅟᅟᅟ❚❘❙❘ ✙ ✦

ᅟᅟᅟ⌕ 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I write sfw and nsfw content, so please proceed with caution and read responsibly. Also, I am Niki's biological mama! Just don't ask about his dada, please... It's complicated.

ᅟᅟᅟ⌕ 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐬: NO stepcest, p!ss k!nk, period sex, bondage, member x member, ana! stuff (including pegging), age-play, hybrid au’s, three(or more)somes, race-specific smut

📍NEW riize masterlist

| A | angst | F | fluff | M | mature | S | suggestive | C | crack

✪ 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 | 이희승

leading you on | l.hs

-> loser!streamer!church boy!heeseung, smut

✪ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐚𝐲 | 박제이

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 | 𝐏.𝐣𝐒

-> rich!bf!jay, gossip girl au, smut

✿ — let me take care of you | p.js

-> when caring fiancé!jay takes care of you on your period, fluff

❝ MOLTO BELLA ❞ — P.JS

-> soft dom! guitarist bf!jay x bratty!switch gf reader, smut

✪ 𝐒𝐢𝐦 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 | 심제이크

Love On A Leash | 심재윤 𓇢𓆸

-> neighbors to crushes au, fluff, crack, suggestive

cross my heart and hope to die

-> star student!fratboy!jake, cnc themes, smut

Imagine Pervy Massage Therapist Jake…

-> massage therapist!jake x female!client, smut

— 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞

-> stalker ex bf! jake x stalker ex gf! reader, smut

✪ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 | 박성훈

Ｂｌｏｏｄ Ｏｎ Ｉｃｅ | 얼음에 피 (complete)

-> yandere ghostface!sunghoon series, dark themes, smut, angst

⤷ blood on ice part 1

⤷ blood on ice part 2

⤷ blood on ice part 3

= 𝓙𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 ── P.SH 💬

-> long distance relationship au, suggestive, crack

— 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 | 𝐩.𝐬𝐡 ׅ ㅤ֢ ㅤׄㅤ . (tba...)

-> soft!dom hoon, smut, fluff, a bit of crack

✪ 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨 | 김선우

𐙚 — 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 | 𝐤.𝐬𝐧

-> slutty picnic date with bf!sunoo, fluff, smut

me with the guy I told ppl I hate | 𝐤.𝐬𝐧 (tba...)

-> ex bsf ! sunoo, social media au, smut

✪ 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧 | 양정원

𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊 - a yjw oneshot 🕹️ ☆ most popular

-> roommate au, smut, crack

Imagine Illegal Racer Jungwon...

-> illegal racer!bf!jungwon, smut

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐏’𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

-> obsessive yandere!jungwon, angst, suggestive

⤷ the sheep's garden part 1

⤷ the sheep's garden part 2

⤷ the sheep's garden part 3

⤷ the sheep's garden part 4

part 5 coming soon...

𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 | 𝐘.𝐉𝐖

-> comfy bathtub sex with bf!jungwon, smut, fluff

✿ — sticky notes to love letters | y.jw

-> shy classmate!jungwon, fluff, crack, school au

Fuck Now, Talk Later | Y.JW

-> soft dom! bf! jungwon x subby! gf!reader, smut, comfort, angst

✪ 𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐍𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚 | 니키니시무라

⋆｡˚ ✈︎ The Flirty TSA Agent Series (complete)

-> strangers to lovers au, fluff, crack

⤷ scene one: finder’s keepers

⤷ scene two: lost and found

⤷ scene three: would you walk away?

⤷ scene four: love at first flight

“𝐈 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮” | 𝐍.𝐑𝐊 𝐟𝐟 ༄

-> spending valentines day with bf!riki, fluff

[Vitamin C]uddles —⊹ N.RK (西村力) 🛏️

-> taking care of sick bf!riki, fluff, crack ☆ most popular

“kissing, I hope they caught us” ┈ ❊ ﹒ 🌪️

-> steamy kisses with bf!riki, fluff

Hot Cocoa Kisses —⊹ N.RK (西村力) ☕️

-> kisses with bf!riki on a winter day, fluff

“cake for breakfast?” ┈ ❊ ﹒ 🎀

-> celebrating your b-day with bf!riki, fluff, crack

❛ she’s my cherry cola ❜ ┈ ❊ ﹒ ☁️

-> when bf!riki sings you to sleep at night, fluff

PDA —⊹ N.RK (西村力) 🐈‍⬛

-> shy boyfriend!riki, fluff

🎙️ star-crossed lovers 【 薄幸な恋人 】 ⛦

-> idol!niki, band collab au, fluff, drama

⤷ TRACK 1: Reckless Romance

⤷ TRACK 2: Forbidden Sparks Fly

⤷ TRACK 3: The Show Must Go On

track 4 coming soon...

✩ Upcoming Niki Fic Ideas ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ - not soon but in progress

✪ 𝐎𝐓𝟕 | 엔하이픈

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Restless Nights w Enhypen ! ⩇⩇:⩇⩇

-> bf! enhypen, fluff, crack

「 ✦ enha reaction’s WHEN YOU LEARN THEIR PART IN A DANCE CHOREOGRAPHY ✦ 」

-> idol!bf enhypen, fluff, crack

THEY CALL HER NASTY

-> smut drabbles w/ the hyung!line (overstimulation kink)

SO PRETTY IT HURTS

-> rough sex drabbles w/ legal!line ft. nsfw links

𝐓𝐡𝐞 “𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬” 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 🎱 (complete)

-> yandere!stalker!enhypen, angst, suggestive

⤷ Convenient Chances

⤷ Convenient Chances ll

⤷ Convenient Chances lll

⤷ Convenient Chances IV

✶ Caught Slippin’ | 18+ ENHA REACTIONS

-> bf!enha getting caught in the act, smut ☆ most popular

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Laced With Lust | 18+ REACTIONS

-> what lingerie bf!enha!legal line would like, smut, fluff

𐙚 Cherry Blossoms | 18+ EN- REACTIONS

-> bf!enha!legal line reaction to another member touching your boobs, suggestive, crack

𝟕𝟕𝟕 | 𝐜𝐧𝐜 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐚 𝐟𝐭. 𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐢

-> dark themes, suggestive to smut

Gangbang Imagine ft. Enha!Hyung Line

-> keep in mind that I don’t write threesomes anymore pls !!

❝ 𝒫𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉’𝓈 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 ❞ ┈ asking enha!legal line to unwrap you under the Christmas tree

-> holiday au, smut to suggestive

「 𓍯𓂃 A 𝒢UIDE TO OVERCOMING YOUR INSECURITIES 」

-> comfort scenarios w/ bf!enha, fluff, angst

♥♥♥ 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 !!

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[idanceuntilidie]

Honestly I have no idea if this is good but it sat so long in my docs... Anyway enjoy and Im gonna take a shower :3 gn reader x yandere catboy warnings: mentiones of yandere behaviour and murder

„My little piece of heaven”

Your fingers gracefully typed the document that you have worked on for a good few weeks smiling proudly. The end of this horrible work is so near, the victory sweet on your tongue.

A loud crash followed by “waaah! y/n!” pulled you out of your thoughts. You cringed at the sound of glass shattering, the painful noise sending shivers down your spine. You exhaled deeply, collecting your thoughts and rethinking your life choices. Hoisting yourself up from the couch you walk to the kitchen to see what had been broken. AGAIN. You liked living alone, at first. After a few months it got really tiring, your head was too loud, music and TV didn’t help much, of course you did hang out with your friends but you always ended up being so tired by the end of the meeting. They even rarely visited you. You were slowly getting sick of yourself, so like a rational adult you decided to go to the therapist to see how you can get better. He gave you some pills, and you two agreed to meet every few weeks. Your head was much quieter but then you just felt lonely.

This time you turned to your friends, and one of them, Ana, said that it would be a good idea to adopt a hybrid. You weren’t confident that it was such a good idea but gave in. You always liked cats, so adopting a cat hybrid was your goal.

You were met with a pair of big glossed over green eyes in the kitchen and you sigh. Carefully you crouch next to the broken cup and the boy. You still can’t believe you both are the same age, he is much smaller and sometimes acts like a baby. “Y/NNNNNN what took you so long?” he whimpered, wiping the tears that had stained his cheeks. They were rosy red, just like his nose and the area around his eyes. You could tell he was crying for some time. You felt guilt boiling in your stomach, so you started to clean the mess he made.

That’s when you noticed the blood.

Cursing under your breath you look at him again, just to see him clutching one of his hands tightly. The crimson liquid seeping into the pretty beige and pink sweater of his. Slowly turning it red. The sight and smell of blood makes you dizzy, but you still ask for him to show his hand to you. He does it almost immediately, eyes filling with tears and lips quivering.

“Oh Gosh Amaris, you are hurt! Why didn’t you say so earlier?” “Wah! I am so sorry Y/N, I didn’t want to worry you even more..” you wiped the tears that were now again streaming down his cheeks. Amaris visibly relaxed when your hand made contact with his skin.

You found Amaris on the street, he was weak,, cold and beat up. You took him in and took great care of him. You two made a deal that when he gets better he will go, look at you guys now. He never left, so you could say you adopted a hybrid. He wasn’t the strongest or the biggest but he was really sweet. You can’t help but wonder how in the world he survived on the streets.

You help him clean the wounds. 

He couldn’t really stomach the sight of blood all that well so you tried your best to tell him stories or talk with him in general which helped a lot.

He smiled and giggled, cheeks dusting with p

There was a part of you that missed being alone, but it was nice to have some company.

“The fuck you mean you couldn’t kill em?!”

Amaris hissed. 

There was a panicked muffle on the other side, someone desperately tried to explain themselves.

“Shut the fuck up, what do I even pay you for you useless bag of meat?”

He groans circling around the room. How can people that he himself hired be so utterly useless? The floorboards creaked under his weight, and he froze. Nothing. He went back to circling. Well, nothing if you don’t count the desperate crying on the phone, which slowly but surely starts to get on his nerves. 

“If you won’t get rid of them until dawn you can say bye bye to your family.”

He hung up, his hands gripping the phone, breaking it in half and throwing it out of the balcony. The echo of it crashing Getting rid of the evidence, it is important, he doesn't care about the cops but you. God knows what would happen if you found out his little secret. His little mate needs to stay as dumb and obedient like always. Amaris walked back into your shared apartment, straight to your bedroom. He didn’t need the light  to see your sleeping form. You looked adorable like always, he crouched next to your bed. Adorable. He liked watching you when you slept, when he stared at you for longer he could catch what he was missing during the day. The color of your lips, your pretty little eyelashes. The moles on your body and face. Little scars he made, or you got by accident. He also likes to kiss those, the excitement that you could wake up and see what he is doing spurring him on in his actions. There is no fun without risk.

Amaris smiled at you, his little piece of heaven. Only his forever and ever.

[cherryrainn]

✶ ˚ *   ✬ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓! ✬   * ˚  ✶

cherry here, and i'm excited to present something special to you: a masterlist! since i've been writing up quite a storm... i thought it would be fantastic to gather all of it in one convenient place. that's right, a masterlist just for you!

now you can easily find and access all the amazing stuff i've been asked to write.

thanks for your continued support. let's dive in and enjoy this exciting journey together!

commission me or consider supporting on ko-fi! ⋆

the lorax;

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hazbin hotel;

click here!

helluva boss;

click here!

teenage mutant ninja turtles;

yandere! shredder x sibling reader who likes exploring (plat) (2014)

yandere! shredder x sibling reader whos getting used to him (plat) (2014)

yandere! shredder x sibling reader who had a nightmare (plat) (2014)

tmnt x robot that donnie made! reader (plat) (2012)

yandere! shredder x brother reader (plat) (2014)

april x karai; karais injury

shredder confessing to reader who's about to jump (2014)

tmnt x mutant! turtle! reader that was raised by the shredder (2014) (plat)

donatello helping reader who's having a panic attack (2014)

tmnt x sibling! reader who is afraid of spiders (2014) (plat)

tmnt x sibling! reader who has nightmares about shredder (2014) (plat)

scooby doo;

shaggy and scoob x child reader thats afraid of the dark (mystery inc) (plat)

sonic the hedgehog;

headcanons of shadow the hedgehog with a stressed best friend/lover

headcanons of sonic, shadow and silver being your best friend

super hardcore sonadow angst (commission)

dragon ball; characters i write

pan x sibling! reader (plat)

cooler, cell, and krillin with a s/o that sacrificed themselves

broly, frieza, & raditz injuring their s/o while having a nightmare headcanons

overwatch;

hanzo taking care of reader

cuddle headcanons with cassidy, hanzo and junkrat

ana x reinhardt in the snow

you're the 3rd shimada sibling and you all reunite (plat)

ducktales (2017);

pocky game; scrooge x male reader

pool date with fenton (male reader)

louie comforting reader who's going through a really hard time

red dead redemption 1 & 2;

arthur morgan x self harming reader

general relationship headcanons for hosea and dutch with an s/o

stranger things;

billy hargrove x amab! reader fluff

eddie munson x reader angst to fluff

billy hargrove x reader fluff

across/into the spiderverse;

cuddle headcanons with miguel

cuddle headcanons with hobie

lackadaisy;

ivy x female! pianist reader (platonic)

mordecai has a panic attack in front of serafine and nico

disney; characters i write

cinderella, aurora, pocahontas, and moana if their noses grew like pinocchio

fnaf;

glamrock freddy x stressed out reader (plat)

kiss;

i’m in need of love; ace frehley x reader (fic)

ace frehley x pauls sister! reader

eric carr x shy! fem! reader

ace frehley (space ace) x fem! reader that he accidentally abducted

speedin' back to my baby ; ace frehley x reader

slashers;

chucky x depressed! teen! reader (plat)

headcanons of fem! teen! reader having a nightmare about chucky (plat)

[lolahauri]

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DNI: MAP, ZOO, Pro-Para, Pro-Ana, TERF, Zionist, Bigots, Minors!!!, Discourse Blogs. ❤️🖤🤍💚

Things I Won't Write: ❌

Sex Crimes of Any Kind, Super Violent/Xtreme Kinks, Inflation, Feederism, Abuse, Puke, Shit, DDLG, Age Play, Raceplay, Wound Fucking, Gore, Vore, Misgendering/Detrans, CBT, Sounding, Fisting, Gunplay, Drugging, Stepcest etc...

First Person POV.

Things I Will Write: ✔️

Genderbent Characters, Mild Yandere, Daddy/Mommy Kink, Cheating, Mild BDSM, CNC, Dubcon, Monsters, Hybrids, Sex Pollen, Legal Age Gap, Power Imbalance (Prof/Student, Boss/Employee), Feet, Armpits, Piss, Breeding, Mild Blood/Knifeplay, Cock Warming, Dry Humping, Voyeur, Public Sex, Orgy, 3somes, Sex Toys, Overstim, Edging, etc... etc... :P

Trans Reader, Tall/Short Reader, Chubby/Curvy/Fat/Buff Reader, Other Specific Characteristics. ✔️

Ch x Ch / Ch x Reader / Ch x OC / OC x Reader / Poly Ships of any kind.

F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on!

Adventure Time/Fiona & Cake: PB, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona.

Attack On Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin, Ymir. 

Avatar: Jake, Neytiri.

Batman Begins Trilogy: Batman, Catwoman, Bane, Joker, Scarecrow.

Beauty & The Beast: Belle, Beast/Adam, Gaston.

Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast.

BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Penny, Amy.

Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite.

BNA: Michiru, Shirou.

Bob’s Burgers: Bob, Linda.

Breaking Bad: Jesse, Skylar.

Call of Duty: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria, Farah.

Creepypasta: Jeff, Jane, Ben, Toby, EJ, LJ, Slenderman, Splendorman, Clockwork, Kate, Masky, Hoodie,

Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabi, Edie, Lynette, Carlos, John.

Dirty Dancing: Johnny, Baby.

Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Zeebo, Wiploc, Valerie.

Elemental: Wade, Ember.

Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta.

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve.

Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.

Futurama: Leela, Fry, Amy, Bender.

Good Pizza, Great Pizza: Alicante, Octavia, Dr. Keh, Nasir, Flash, Cicero, Kimmy Slice, Dr. Price.

Grandma's Boy: J.P, Samantha.

Gravity Falls: Ford, Stan, Soos, Melody, Giffany, Bill.

Jane The Virgin: Jane, Michael, Petra, Luisa, Rose, Rogelio, Xiomara.

Jurassic Park (1993): Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji, Shoko, Geto, Yaga Masamichi, Utahime, Uraume.

King of the Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luane, Nancy, Dale, Khan, Min, John Redcorn.

Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy.

Little Mermaid (2022): Ariel, Eric.

MHA: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa, Shigaraki.

Miller's Girl: Cairo, Johnathon.

Moon Knight: Moon System, Layla, Khonshu.

Mulan: Mulan, Li Shang.

National Treasure: Benjamin, Riley.

Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Bowser, Waluigi.

Norbit: Rasputia, Norbit.

Princess & The Frog: Tiana, Lottie, Naveen, Shadow Man.

Ratatouille: Colette, Linguini. 

Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson.

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Carlos Oiliveria, Lady Dimitrescu.

Rick and Morty: Rick, Jerry, Beth, Doofus Rick.

Riverdale: FP Jones, Hiram.

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: Kim, Ramona, Gideon, Wallace.

Scream 5: Amber, Tara, Sam.

Serial Mom: Chip, Beverly.

Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Shallow Hal: Rosemary, Hal.

Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V.

SheRa (2018): All Adults.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock, John Watson.

Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Huntress, Trapper, Wraith, Trickster, Pearl, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Patrick Bateman, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven, The Artist, Amanda Young.

Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew.

Spongebob: Dennis, Man Ray.

Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo.

Steven Universe: Garnet, Amethyst, Peridot, Lapis, Jasper, Blue Diamond, Rose, Greg.

Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans (Except George & Evelyn)

Stranger Things: Robin, Billy Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper.

Supernatural: Sam, Dean, Castiel.

Super Store: Amy, Jonah, Dina, Garrett, Cheyenne.

Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell.

The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler.

The Breakfast Club: John Bender, Allison Reynolds.

The Nanny: C.C, Fran, Maxwell.

Total Drama Island: S1 Contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley.

Triple Frontier: Frankie, Santiago.

Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee.

Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

YOU: Beck, Joe, Peach, Love.

Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie.

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Babbo Natale (Violent Night)

Barbie (Barbie 2023)

Basil Stitt (Lightning Face)

Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs)

Bruce (Beyond Therapy)

Charles Ingalls (Little House on the Praire)

Charlie Dompler (Smiling Friends)

Chel (Road to El Dorado)

Dale Kobble (Longlegs)

Dan Conner (Rosanne)

David Levinson (Independence Day)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Doug Remer (Baseketball)

Duke Leto Atreides (Dune)

Fezzik (Princess Bride)

Francine (American Dad)

Fujimoto (Ponyo)

Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia)

Jack Harrison (Translyvania 6-5000)

Jackson Rippner (Red Eye)

Jon Arbuckle (Garfield 2024)

John Doe (John Doe Game)

Jonathan Levy (Scenes from a Marriage)

John Wick (John Wick 4)

King Baldwin (Kingdom of Heaven)

Kitten (Breakfast on Pluto)

Laurent LeClaire (In Secret)

Linda Gunderson (Rio)

Llewyn Davis (Inside Lleywn Davis)

Master Chief (Halo)

Mike (5lbs of Pressure)

Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops)

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch)

Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina)

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Orestes (Agora)

Paul Blart (Paul Blart: Mall Cop)

Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River)

Peggy Bundy (Married With Children)

Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby)

Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Prince John (Robin Hood 2010)

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick)

Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)

Shiv (Pu-239)

Stanley Ipkiss (The Mask)

Star-Lord (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Summer Field (Time Cut)

Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House)

The Janitor (Willy’s Wonderland)

Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980)

William Tell (The Card Counter)

[yandere-romanticaa]

Can we get some yandere Ana hcs 👉👈

yandere! Ana who becomes your new best friend the moment you move to her city. She's happy to have someone new in her social circle and she makes it crystal clear. She takes you to her favorite coffee shop and makes you tell her absolutely everything about yourself - what your hobbies are, what kind of music you listen to, what your hopes for the future are. It's easy to open up to her, you're happy to have someone so friendly by your side.

yandere! Ana, who's on cloud nine ever since she saw you. She can't sleep and it's hard to focus on anything that doesn't involve you. Her head is constantly in the clouds as she daydreams about your shared future together. She makes sure to bump into you at least once a day, sometimes even more. It's all planned but she doesn't want you to know that because she's scared you'll think that she's a creep. She laughs off these encounters as encounters of fate - you were meant to meet here right at this time! Come on, why not get some ice cream with her? It'll be fun!

yandere! Ana, who seeths with boiling hot jealousy once she feels like other people are getting too comfortable around you. It takes everything in her being to not sucker punch the bastard who sits next you as she forces on a smile. "I had so much fun tonight Ana, that guy was so cool!" you say cheerfully with a grin on your face as Ana's heart starts to crumble bit by bit, buy the anger soon kicks in.

yandere! Ana, who suddenly starts avoiding you and you can't help but to be worried. Why was this happening, what's going on?? She hardly ever replies to your texts and if she does they are beyond dry. You seek comfort in the other people you've become close with and want to hear their insight on the situation but something unexpected happens.

Every single one of them drops you without a single word.

They want nothing to do with you, they say. No, they're not going to tell you why, can you please go away now?

You're at a loss. You ask, beg and plead but they aren't giving you any answers. All of them just glance at each other, their eyes filled with panic as they wordlessly scramble away to the opposite direction away from you. As they run you notice how some of them are limping or they have some bad bruises at the back of their necks but you don't ever get the opportunity to ask them what happened. They cut you out for good and there's nothing that can be done to change that.

yandere! Ana, who returns to you in your greatest hour of need and offers you her comfort. You feel safe as she holds you, her embrace warm and eyes are kind. She lets you speak your mind as you sit together but you can't help but lash out at her. Yells of "Where were you?!" and "How could you just leave me?!" echoed loudly as she held you tightly, her smile never once leaving her face. There's a certain edge to her today though, as if something was bothering her. She apologies profusely, telling you that she just got so caught up with college and some personal affairs that she didn't have the time to really talk to anyone these days. But, you have your other friends don't you? Did they keep you company, did they treat you well? You weep and tell her no, they all left you without a word!!

yandere! Ana, who's grip suddenly becomes tighter as she brings you closer to her chest in order to hide the grin that's starting to form on her lips. You are finally exactly where you belong and that is by her side. She's not going to let anyone get you and she will never share you.

[hypernova-writes]

Mon Bijou.

Synopsis: The King's ball is coming up, and you get invited to go by your dear friend. But...Should you really have gone..?

Pairing: Spy x Reader

a/n: This is the second person in my yandere! Royalty series! give me suggestions on who I should do next~ also Spy's name in this is Lawrence btw!

A dream is a wish your heart makes

When you're fast asleep

In dreams, you will lose your heartache

Whatever you wish for, you keep...

....b e c a r e f u l w h a t y o u w i s h f o r...

Wishing upon a star every night is supposed to give you hope that whatever you wish for will eventually come true. That whatever problem that is plaguing you will be gone, and replaced with an everlasting joy that will cause you to forget whatever troubles originally plaguing your mind.

“Y/n.”

You pray and you hope that one day you will get your own happy ending, that you wouldn’t have to live this damned life that you were cursed to live.

“Y/N!!!!”

You jolted from your daydreaming by your window and hurriedly made your way down from the attic to the kitchen where you were being summoned. You finally reached the room to see your step mother, standing there with a basket and a list, meaning that she wanted you to go to the market. 

“I apologize for being lat mother i-” You were cut off by the harsh smack she delivered to your face, before she started talking.

“When I call for you. You come. You ungrateful brat.” She began as she turned her back to you, “You need to go out to the market. Theres things that need to be grabbed for my Daughters.”

You simply nod slowly, grabbing your bag and the basket off of the table before setting off, walking past your step sisters, who were busy gossiping about something you didn’t catch before you walked out of the home.

You were the eldest, being the only living family member left of your father. Ever since your father passed away two years ago, things have been horrible for you. Lady Navi, your step mother, took over the estate and everything that your father had originally left to you.

And your step sisters, Denice and Ana both know this, and continue to rub it in your face that your father is dead and gone. They were horrible to you, forcing you to do their chores, run their errands, you weren’t even allowed to go out anymore unless one of them were accompanying you. So you were surprised when you were sent off without them.

You hurried out of the door before they decided to change their mind, it had been a while since you had been allowed out like this. 

When reaching the market, you smiled and waved to all of the vendors who seemed more than pleased to see you out and about once agan.

“Ah! NIce to see you little one!”

“Are you doing well?”

“Here take this! Take care now!”

You gracefully accepted the gifts they gave you, knowing that you would have to hide them as soon as you returned home because you know for certain they would be snatched from you if your sisters even caught wind of them.

You walked down the market street before your eyes locked with a male, and you giggle as he beckons you over. “Greetings Mr. I apologize I haven’t been here for our meetings”

“..No worries Mon Amour..I am glad to see you are alright.”

Every time you came to the market you made sure to stop by this one stall, he sold many jewels and things that seemed to be way out of your league, but that wasn’t what drawn you to him at first. It was his voice. 

You remember your first meetings, You had to come to him to fix a watch that your mother had broke, but blamed YOU for it. He happily obliged an fixed it, all while talking about random things to keep your mind off your step mother.

He was a true gentleman, Such a kind a soul. Whoever would become his wife would be a lucky one indeed.

“Oh I have something for you my dear.” He says as he hands you a envelope with a golden trim. You took it and gasped softly. An invitation for tomorrow’s ball.

King Lawrence…Not many truly knew how he looked due to how secretive he was, but rumor has it that this ball was him reaching out looking for suitors. Every eligible bachelor and bachelorette in the kingdom was invited. You had figured you weren’t going to be invited to go because people forget you existed.

You happily accepted it and when you were about to thank him he places a finger to his lip. “NO need to thank me beautiful. You should get to enjoy yourself.” He then smiles at you before he looked to his watch. 

“Ah you should get home, I wouldn’t want to be the reason you no longer can come to town anymore.” He takes your hand and places a kiss to it. “Until then, Mon bijou..”

You tilt your head. “What does that mean?”

“My Jewel.”

—----------

You were happily finishing doing your makeup. Today was the day! 

The ball was here and your mother said that you could attend if you did all of your chores. So you worked hard, all the way until you managed to finish your last chore. 

You then ran to get dressed, putting on a beautiful gown that originally belonged to your mother. You smile as you do a twirl before rushing to go and join your sisters and mother.  

When you approached them, Denice sneered at first. “ Ugh..You’re going in that?” She laughed as she turned her back to you. “It looks like it was made from scraps! Perfect for you though.” 

You ignored them and went to your step mother and smiled. “Mother! I finished all of my chores, and I-i got an invitation from the town!” You say happily as you show her the invitation. She simply walked up to you and snatched it from your hands.

“Such a insolent and foolish brat you truly are.” She hissed as she held the invitation. “You don’t deserve this at all! This ball if for people who are going to be the King’s suitor. Not handmaidens.”

Ana giggles as she walks up to you. “Yes! And mother already promised that we would have a chance at the kings heart! Theres no room for you!!”

You looked at her. “B-but..You promised I could go..” To which your step mother only cackled.

“Oh I did? I said you could go if you were properly dressed.” She snapped her fingers and your step sisters advanced on you. You began backing away, shaking your head and begging them to not do what they were about to do. 

You had no choice but to watch as they pulled and tore at your dress, ripping it and tearing it, laughing and cackling as they ruined your gown. They continued for nearly 30 minutes untl your step mother clapped her hands.

“That’s enough girls!” She chuckled and smirked as her daughters came back to her side. “We will be late if we keep messing with the common folk.”

You watched as they took the invitation that your dear friend had given to you, leaving you with a ruined and tattered dress in the middle of the floor. You scooped up the fabric and could feel the tears beginning to well down your cheeks. You walk out to the backyard, before finally sitting down beside the fountain. 

You looked up to the sky and frowned. “T-this isn’t fair..” You mumble as you bury your head in the palm of your hands. 

Sighing softly you pull your knees to your chest, your tear stain face glistening in the moonlight, you were devastated, watching as the sky turned darker and the moon rose higher and higher in the sky.

“Hey, Hey You there.!”

You lift your head to see a woman dressed in a purple suit with purple glittering wings, she wore glasses and had black hair that was tied back into a bun. She smiled down at you as she lowered herself to the ground.

“Why are you crying?..” She asked and you motioned down to your dress. She then nods as she finally comes to rest in front of you.”My sisters..tore my dress for the ball…now i can’t go..”

She taps her chin before she smiles down at you.

“How about I give you another dress!”

“A-and how are you going to do that?..” You ask softly as you wipe your remaining tears before sitting up properly to look at the woman. “An..and who even are you?”

The woman stands up straight before she lets out a soft laugh. “OH! Where are my manners! You can call me Ms. Pauling! I’m like a fairy godmother!” She says as she whips out the wand and waves it gently in front of your face.

“Huh? Like the ones in fairytales?”

“Mhm! But i’m very much real! Watch this~!” 

You watch as she waves her wand, and a nearby pumpkin turns into a beautiful carriage made of silver and gold with emerald for the vines. The wheels looked like they could’ve been made of beautiful diamond with how glittery and sparkly they were in the moonlight.

You stare in amazement before Ms. Pauling turns to you with a bright smile. “Now what was that about not being able to go?” She waves her wand and a surge of magical energy starts to surround you. You close your eyes to shield them from the harsh lights.

“Go ahead and upon them now!”

You open your eyes and look down seeing that you were now wearing a beautiful light blue ball gown, the gown shimmered in the moonlight almost making it look like your were glowing. You wore matching white gloves,  and you watched as Ms. Pauling walked over to adjust the matching hair piece that was nestled in your hair.

“Oh Check your shoes too!” 

You looked down and saw that you were wearing crystal glass heels, fit perfectly to your size. You smile as you do a twirl and that earned a chuckle from Ms. Pauling. “See? Now lets get you to that ball~”

You then frown. “But..I don't have an invitation-” You stopped your words as you watched as she magically produced an invitation in her hands. She smirks and hands it to you before ushering you into the carriage. You hear a few more sounds before the carriage starts moving forward, catching you off guard. You stumble a bt in the carriage before you regain your balance. 

You look out of the carriage at the moving scenery before you, placing a hand to your hear you sigh softly. “God..I hope everything goes well…”

“I don’t know if i can take anymore heartbreak…” You mumble as you look up to the stars, You lean on the window of the carriage as it slowly started to approach the castle. 

You could see the dozens upon dozens of women and men dressed down to the tea, all of them with the same goal in mind:

Impress the king. 

“Alright! We are here!” 

You jumped as Ms. Pauling opened the carriage door for you, you take her hand as she helps you down from the carriage.

You let out a gasp of wonder as you come to look at the palace, having never seen it up close before, only from a distance. The place was beautiful, decorated in tons of flowers of various colors, ribbons and streamers of  all kinds covered the balconies as they welcomed various guests into the ballroom.

“Now Sweetheart, theres a catch to your dress.”  Ms Pauling points to the clock. “Once that clock hits 12 I need you to meet back here with me. Or else your dress is going to turn back into ruin right in front of you.” She explained and you nodded as she handed you your invitation. 

“Besides that, go and enjoy yourself.” She says as she shooed you inside. You nod and begin to follow the crowd of people heading inside. 

You were all wide eye and bushy tailed, after all, this is the fanciest event that you’ve ever been to you in your lifetime. The dresses were beautiful and the people who were all gathered here were too, it made you wonder why in the world did you ever decide to come here.

“You look lost, May I?”

You yelped as you turned to face a tall male, he had bluish grey eyes, salt and pepper like hair that was combed to the side with a few strategically placed pieces. He wore a red suit that looked very very expensive, covered in a sash with a jeweled brooch on his chest pocket.

He held his hand out for you and you took it gently allowing him to pull you closer to him, he chuckles at your wide eyed expression and the blush that covered your cheeks. 

“I’m guessing that this is your first time here, non?” He asked and you gave him a sheepish grin.

“I-is it that obvious?..” 

“Well, You look like a child in a candy shop, my darling.” 

You pout and he only laughs softly as he guides you in a dance, so the two of you would end up blending in with crowd as they moved around. You placed your hands on his shoulders as he guides you, you weren’t the best dancer, one doesn’t get much experience dancing with the broomsticks while cleaning up.

“What brings you here tonight?..” He asks and you think for a bit. Why did you want to come? Was it just to get out of the house and experience this before? Or did you actually think that you had a chance with the King?..

“Ah..Just to get out, My Step mother is quite..overbearing..”

“Hmm, I can understand that.” He answered as he twirled you, making you grip onto him a little tighter. He grins softly as he leans down to whisper in your ear. 

“Do not worry Ma belle..I got you..”

God his voice could make you melt, this man was certainly charmer..he reminded you so much of your dear friend. The way he teased you certainly was the same, bringing a fiery blush to your cheeks.

“What about the King?”

“Hmm?..Oh..well I don’t think i’m in the league for him..Look at me..and I mean he’s THE KING, not some lowly aristocrat..” You answer and he hums in response. 

“You never know, The King may be wanting a genuine, raw connection. Not one for money..” The male said and you tilted your head. You hadn’t thought about that. If you were a royal, you would definitely want to marry someone who wasn’t a royal. Someone who accepted you for who you were, and not just for the title that came with it.

“I guess so..I would hate it..you know? I would want to be able to choose who I want..and not for money or status..” You say and He nods along with you before he pulls away a bit.

“Shall we? I get a bit overwhelmed with crowds for too long..” The male says softly and you nod, taking his hand as he leads you out of the ballroom. 

The two of you walk and talk for a bit, he makes you laugh, and you make him. He compliments you and you return them as quick as he dishes them. You couldn’t see it, but his heart was pounding inside of his chest, never had he ever felt like this before, and never had you.

This was the first time you’ve ever been treated equal...let alone by a man.

So when he approached you once more, backing you against one of the pillars outside, his lips inches away from yours..

You didn’t push him away.

Maybe it was a bit risky to share such a moment with a man you just met, but the way he spoke to you, it lit something inside of you, like something was calling you towards him.

He hikes one of your legs up onto his waist as he presses himself closer to you, his lips brush against your before he finally places his lips against yours. He tastes of expensive wine and light cigarettes, His lips moved against yours as it was going to be the last time he was going to kiss you. 

His hands started to wander, traveling up your dress and caressing your legs as he tried pulling you closer and closer. 

“Tu es si parfait, mon bijou..” He practically growled against your lips before pulling away to trail kisses down your neck. You whimper softly and tilt your head to the side, allowing him more access to your neck.

“You don’t know how long I've been wanting to get you alone like this…”

“Watching you everyday..waiting..”

“Mon précieux petit bijou... je ferai en sorte que tu ne puisses jamais me quitter.”

You freeze at his words. 

“W-what did you call me..?” You ask as he pulls away, still holding your hands in his. He smirks and chuckles softly as he runs a hand through his hair.

“My Jewel…It seems you’ve caught on to me..” He starts as he then moves to get on one knee infront of you. 

“My name..Is Lawrence…King Lawrence…your precious jewelry seller…” He says as he holds your hand and you could only look at him in horror.

The man…the man you found yourself..falling for..always wanting to see again…

Was the King.

“I disguise myself regularly. To go out amongst the common folk, mingle with folks in my kingdom. Something i picked up from my son.” He informed as he places a kiss to the back of your hand.

“You..You’ve been nothing but a darling to me. You treated me with respect then…and you treated me with respect now.”

He then stood up, pulling you towards him once more, this time with a harsher grip as his eyes darkened a bit. “..you’ve stolen my heart…and I dont see myself with anyone else but you.”

You started to back away from him. “I..I your highness..I can-”

He shushed you. “Lawrence. Call me Lawrence. And theres no you can’t, I’ve chosen you. You will be my Queen. There is no one else I’d rather call mine.”

For every step you took back, he took another one forward. He continued walking towards you, rolling up his sleeves as he tilts his head.

“You are mine…and I refuse to let you go. You signed your fate the day you met me.”

Your mind was racing. Thats why he gave you the invitation, the gifts, the teasing…how could you be so stupid!?

You were about to respond to him when you hear the clock tower ring out, and you whipped your head around.

12:00am. 

You quickly turned on your heel and booked it, ignoring his yelling behind you. You had to get back to Ms. Pauling, you had to. 

“GUARDS! STOP HER! THAT WOMAN IS THE FUTURE QUEEN ON THIS KINGDOM!”

You looked behind you and saw as several guards came from corners, rushing to join him in chasing you. You yelped out as you sped up, trying to run as fast as these heels could take you.

You reached the large staircase where you had entered and began running down only to trip up. You got sent tumbling to the ground, crashing at the bottom of the stairs. 

“Ma belle!”

 You looked up and saw him standing at the top of the stairs, he saw you injured at the bottom and came running. You quickly gathered your dress and whatever strength you had left in you and went running towards the carriage, abandoning the heel that you had lost on the staircase. “

When you made it back to the carriage, you spooked the carriage operator and they were about to ask when you yelled: “Just go!!”

The carriage began moving and you could hear the sounds of guards yelling, trying to get the carriage to stop. You clutched your chest as the carriage made its way back to your home at breakneck speeds. You lean against the window.

Maybe your Step mother was right. You shouldn’t have gone at all..

You should’ve stayed home.

—-

The next day, the kingdom was up in arms. 

The king was traveling through city after city, home after home, looking for someone he called Mon bijou..his jewel..

You were home, cleaning, trying to forget that night with him. You were too afraid to go to the market, under fear that you would run into him again.

Luckily your Step Mom did need anything, and if she did, recently she just went her daughters instead of sending you.

The four of your were home today, You were busy in the kitchen while your Step Mother, Denice and Ana chatted about what was going on.

“I wonder who this mystery girl is!”

“Right! They got to dance with king!”

“And she just ran?! Such a dummy!”

You sigh as you listen to them..’They wouldn’t understand..’  You thought as you finished sweeping in the kitchen.

You then jolted as the front door was knocked on. Your Step mother went to open it, and you peeked around the corner, seeing that it was two members of the royal guard. 

“His majesty demands to see all of the maidens of this house.”

Your Step mother eagerly pushed Denince and Ana forward, “These are my two daughters, sir. Aren’t they lovely?.” 

You watched from your spot, and locked eyes with one of the guards and felt a shiver go down your back as he beckoned you. “You too.”

Your step mother looks over to you and she sneers, “She’s just the maid. She was not even at the ball the other night.” But the guard made you come forward anyways, dragging you to stand next to your sisters, watching as they struggled to fit into the glass slipper. You watched as they struggled, trying to do anything to make their foot fit into the slipper until the guards finally snatched it from them. 

“C'est assez!”

You lifted your head and you felt your blood run cold as standing in the doorway was the King himself. “Ma Belle…It is time for you to stop playing these games. Time for you to come home to your darling Husband.”

Your Step mother stood up. “Your highness! You must be mistaken. This is just our maid! There is no way she could be the woman that you are looking for!” She says as she makes her daughters get up. “Are you sure my lovely daughters aren’t who you are looking for?.”

The King rolls his eyes and makes his way over to you. He grips your chin and angles your face up to face him. He tilts your head, and he chuckles. “I see..I left my mark..” He says as he trails his hand along your neck. “Guards. We are done here. I’ve got my darling.” 

“That’s impossible! There's no way that she could be her! Look at her! She’s nothing bu-”

A loud bang was heard and you jolted as blood splattered a bit on your face and clothes as well as the King’s.

You opened your eyes and looked in horror as there was now a bullet through Ana’s head as she was now slumped against her sister who was screaming over her dead body.

King Lawrence then turned to your Step Mother and smirks. “Unless You want to lose another daughter, Shut that one up.”

He then moves to caress your face,leaning down to kiss your lips, not caring that your step sister blood was on your face. 

“Now…let’s go home, mon bijou.”

No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing

The dream that you wish will come true....

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[014miki]

WE ALL LOVE YOUR WRITING!!!! But we need Yandere Liu Kang 🫦

OMG TY <3 and yes, take.

♥︎‹ 𖤩 𝐎𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐀 .

TW: dark concept, yandere themes, violence, unhealthy jealousy, obsessive protection, non-gender specific (yiii) and song lyrics (not at all).

liu kang x reader. (yandere version)

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✦ johnny cage version here!

✦ rain version here!

a/n: I am very sorry for the wait but i had unforeseen problems, after they returned my computer i had extra tasks due to late. Also yesterday i had surgery which was necessary for my brackets (my treatment) possibly ends in april since it started in may of this year and i must say that the difference was quite fast and noticeable, i suppose because i am still very young (XD) well leaving that aside... i hope you all like it.

> used song: oh ana by mother mother.

＞﹏＜"Even the gods themselves have weaknesses, except that Liu Kang was a man who fought for his desires, which were increasingly twisted. No one would think that seeing you at that event was the trigger for releasing a dark nature that not even he himself could have thought he had."

🍓▋୨★« ་. 01.- He had introduced you to his champions, however after having introduced you to them he wanted to have a small conversation trying to have you as another ally on his side of the fight since he knew that there was someone plotting and he needed someone to verify that, you innocently accepted. So far they started well and it would be the last normal attitude you would see in him.

🍓▋୨★« ་. 02.- You were someone without anything special, you were just another ordinary person who lived in Edenia but he saw something in you and that was why he had introduced you before, something very special that you didn't even know. For him you were like an angel.

🍓▋୨★« ་. 03.- During the mission which he had assigned to Kenshi and the others, he took that opportunity to learn more about you. From the smallest detail of your life, one of the things you are most good at is finding out about someone.

🍓▋୨★« ་. 04.- ¿Intense? Nah, not even because they provoke it, he must dominate his darkest and most primitive instincts. He just wished that no one else would come near you, that would make he lose sanity. If that happened to happen, that person would disappear, although of course he would not do it by typical means, he would disappear through a black hole.

🍓▋୨★« ་. 05.- Unlike the others, he was one of thinking things before acting which has made him always one step ahead. But if i had to act i would do it immediately. First he would talk to you so that the news wouldn't be so sudden, after that he would say what he feels for you so he would give you the choice: agree to be by his side or erase you from existence… disappearing from existence doesn't sound very fun, on the other hand…

─ Maybe playing at being more than a god is not good for your safety, but today… today i will be and i will be one who gives you the choice of what is best and convenient for you…

[ieirism]

I'm absolutely in love with your fics, I saw requests were open and I had to pop in! If it's not a problem, could you write a little scenario in which Kazuha knows s/o is crushing on him? Maybe s/o isn't aware of their own feelings yet but they dote on Kazuha like crazy and that makes him so 🥺

declaration.

pairing: kaedehara kazuha x gn!reader

contains: fluff and possibly ooc kazuha bc i struggle writing my favorite characters for some reason please dont hate me

for @yandere-romanticaa <3

note: ana you are so amazing and i'm so sorry it took me way too long to fulfill your request. i’m so honored that you took time to send me an ask and i hope you enjoy 🥹

You’ve known the familiar saltiness of the ocean breeze for as long as you can remember. All your life you’ve been at sea as the doctor of the famous Crux fleet. Even now, the splashing of the waves against the sides of the docked ships fills your ears with their gentle greeting and calms your aching body.

Your eyes slip closed as you take in the scent of the sea, and try to steer yourself away from focusing on the alcohol rushing through your veins. For being part of the crew of a famous pirate captain known for her love of alcohol, your tolerance is embarrassingly low.

Beidou, leader of the legendary Crux fleet, is a household name admired by many, including yourself. You’ve always longed to be as courageous and bold as she is. Yet, you’re seemingly cursed with your shy and soft-spoken personality, unable to emerge from your shell.

You’re reminded of this again as roars of laughter sound from below the crow’s nest in which you perch, your fellow crew mates celebrating another successful arrival at Liyue Harbor. If you had a single social bone in your body, you would have a half a mind to party right along with them. After all, the fleet had recently returned from Inazuma, and although it would kill half the crew to admit it, many were afraid that they wouldn’t be making it back because of the current condition of the nation.

Inazuma.

While just as strict and frightening that the rumors made it out to be, the trip had not been entirely fruitless, especially for you.

After all, that’s where you ended up meeting him.

Kaedehara Kazuha.

A young man from Inazuma that Beidou allowed onto her ships, a runaway from the wrath of the Almighty Shogun. Mild and tranquil, gentle and calm, yet his strength and will could not be disregarded even by the most ignorant of fools. You had seen his blade in battle, and witnessed the mercilessness even a kind man like him could display.

Your closed eyes tighten, and so does your heart. You want to blame the alcohol you had poured down your throat for the ache in your chest at the thought of him, and yet, you know it’s futile. He had not only shown you kindness like he had everyone else, but also genuine interest and compassion. He had paid you what your foolish self had interpreted as special attention, offering to assist in the hospital wing, inviting you to sit with him on the deck to watch the stars, bringing you meals when you were preoccupied by your work—although you’ve only spent a few short months with him, you’ve already grown attached to him.

You had convinced yourself to be fine with living in the shadows; you have come to terms with the fact. You didn’t mind living your life with no permanent company, content with yourself and the view of the ocean. And yet, when Kazuha had conversed with you with such tenderness in his eyes, how could your heart not be stirred after being neglected for so long?

You can’t exactly describe what you feel for him, only that you long to be by his side. He’s almost magnetic to you; you’re drawn to him like a moth to a flame. You don’t know if you’ve ever felt this way for anyone—although you don’t know the word for it, it’s been consuming you.

You briefly wish you could have another drink.

You don’t typically consume alcohol, hence your pathetic status as a lightweight. Yet, a few hours ago, something deep inside you shattered when, while attempting to search for Kazuha, you heard a few rumors flitting about within the crew. Apparently, Kazuha planned to leave the crew and stay in Liyue for the time being, at least until the political problems in Inazuma had been quelled to some extent.

You were so pathetically devastated; you know Kazuha has been a wandering warrior for a long time now, so it made sense for him to not want to be tied down for too long. However, logical thinking couldn’t erase the pang in your chest, and before you knew it, you were struggling to keep your eyes open, thoughts muddled and limbs heavy.

You felt foolish for ever thinking you would truly be alright with being alone. After he came along, your whole world had changed – and if he was truly about to leave you, everything would change once more. This time, you don’t know if you could lie to yourself about your loneliness, not with the hole in your heart that had already started to form.

You had barely been able to climb up to the crow’s nest in your intoxicated state, but you managed to do so without hurting yourself. You often came up there in the dead of night when everyone was asleep. For many years, it was only yourself sitting up there, staring at the sky. Whether it was starry or foggy or rainy, having a moment of peace on your own always brought you comfort.

Despite your intentions of moping in your feelings by yourself, you’re not alone. Perhaps if you weren’t so intoxicated, you would have noticed the very man on your mind watching you from just below you on the deck. Kazuha’s scarlet eyes are gentle as they gaze upon your small form curled up in the crow’s nest, a fond smile tugging at his lips as he watches you.

You’re simply exquisite, moonlight bathing you in a heavenly glow as stars twinkle merrily behind you. You’re facing away from him, but he can happily imagine your pretty face admiring the twinkling night sky. He had gone into Liyue Harbor to buy you rice buns, which you had mentioned several times to be your favorite food. You often spoke about how much you missed food from your home nation, especially this one particular treat, so Kazuha had wanted to surprise you.

You deserve this, and so much more. You hardly ever get to rest, always tending to the injured and weak without complaint. You’re careful and tender with your hands, strong and capable with your knowledge, and kind and humble with your heart.

He’d been imagining the beautiful delight that he hoped would overtake your features, radiating the most gorgeous form of joy that he had only felt from the warmth of your smile. You would direct this pure happiness only at him, pretty eyes sparkling. Kazuha considered himself a lucky man to have been able to see this expression of yours, as you were characterized as quite indifferent by the rest of the crew.

The more selfish part of him basks in the idea that he has been the only to see your true happiness, and to a greater extent, been the source of it. He knows the effect he has on you; your stuttered words and averted gazes never did much to hide your feelings. Nor did the way you dote on him even when he isn’t badly injured, tending to his wounds with feather-light touches and soft words of reassurance.

Kazuha knows all this, but remains careful – any wrong move could drive you away, so he moves slowly, inconspicuously. He couldn’t make his intentions clear from the start, or knowing you, you may have become overwhelmed.

This never stopped him, however, from staying close to you and reveling in the way you showed your affections for him, even in the small and unintentional ways.

He’s not as amiable and kind as you might think; he doesn’t spend time with you because he pities you. Although he puts up an easygoing, polite persona with everyone around him, he always knows exactly what he wants, and isn’t afraid to pursue it. Kazuha simply can’t get enough of you, the same way he knows you can’t get enough of him.

Tonight, he’s decided to make it clear, once and for all, that he loves you just as much as you love him.

Kazuha deftly climbs up the crow’s nest, steps light and quick so as to not disturb or startle you. When he reaches the top, he calls out to you. “May I join you?” Unnaturally slow, you turn your head to meet his gaze, and – have you been crying?

“Kazuha.” You croak his name softly, a fresh wave of sadness seemingly washing over you as you register his presence. Kazuha wastes no time in rushing to comfort you, face pulled into an uncharacteristic display of panicked concern.

“What happened?” His voice is still composed and calm, but his heart is hurting, aching, at the sight of you in distress. You don’t say anything in response, only staring blankly right at him. Several wine bottles are scattered around you; it’s not difficult to deduce that you were intoxicated, and severely so.

What had made you, who typically avoided alcohol like the plague, end up like this?

Before he could continue trying to coax an answer from you, you suddenly raise one hand, reaching over to poke at his chest with your index finger, hard. Your sad expression morphs into one of frustration instead, eyebrows furrowing as you try to form a coherent thought.

“Y-You.” One word. You curl your fingers into the front of his haori. Kazuha raises his eyebrows, confused by both your reply and sudden boldness. You had never attempted to touch him besides when you were healing him, despite all of the time you’d spent together.

“Me?” Kazuha starts to worry; had he done something truly unforgivable to upset you? While he himself can’t remember any action that could’ve made you act like this, it very well could’ve been unintentional and yet warranted an apology all the same. You don’t speak for another few moments, keeping your grip on his clothing as you stare down at your lap, seemingly having lost some of your nerve.

“I-Is your arm a-alright?” Your eyes dart toward where his wound is wrapped by thick cloth, done by your own hand only hours earlier. You had tears stinging your eyes while tending to his injuries, something that never happens. After years of dealing with medical emergencies, nothing fazes you anymore—nothing, apparently, except seeing Kazuha wince slightly in pain even when you do your best to be gentle.

“Of course.” Kazuha smiles softly at you. “All thanks to you.” You’re quiet again, as if slowly digesting his words. You shift on your feet, fingers still gripping his clothes.

“...D-Don’t leave me.” Your voice comes out small. Your lip quivers. Kazuha’s heart drops into his stomach.

“Leave you?” he repeats your words quietly, in disbelief.

“Don’t.” Another few tears trip down your face. He calls your name softly, and in response, you finally lift your head to look at him again.

“Where did you hear that I would leave you?” he asks, gently taking your now unfurled hand that was still resting on his chest.

“They s-said you were s-staying in L-Liyue.” You hiccup, the hand encased in his own curling into a fist.

Kazuha pauses, finally starting to understand the situation. It was true that some time ago, he had planned to wander Liyue until he would be allowed back in Inazuma peacefully. He remembers saying so in response to several crew members asking how long he would be staying with the Crux fleet. This would’ve been the plan, if not for the defining factor that ultimately swayed his decision to remain on the ship for longer.

“Staying? I’m only visiting.” Kazuha smiles gently, revealing the bag full of rice buns and placing it in front of you. “For this.” For you.

Your eyes brighten a little at the familiar scent and sight of your favorite food. Your vision clears a little as Kazuha wipes at your tears with a careful brush of his fingers. Your mouth runs dry, completely forgetting about the rice buns you had been missing for months as you take in the sight of him.

His light hair is blessed with a soft glow from the moon, his kind scarlet eyes glittering with concern and yet a hint of… amusement? Is this even real? Is he really not going to leave? The horrible, fleeting thought that this might be an extensive figment of your imagination crosses your mind.

Kazuha continues to smile tenderly at you, thumb drawing soothing patterns across the apple of your cheek. Your heart starts beating faster, unable to contain the emotions bubbling up inside of you any longer –

You don’t know if you can completely blame the alcohol for the way you collapse into his arms, and he catches your weight as if you were a feather, holding you against him with ease. Kazuha squeezes your hand, still firmly held in his, as if to reassure you that he wouldn’t let you fall. You should be embarrassed, mortified, even, but you can’t bring yourself to care – not when you’re finally, finally as close to him as you’d always wanted to be.

Kazuha’s free hand brushes along the back of your neck, sending goosebumps trailing up your skin. He gently brings your head down to rest right over his racing heart. “Can you hear that?” he hums. “This is how you make me feel.” You sniffle, on the verge of tears once more – you’d been searching for what you feel for him, for so long. As Kazuha cradles you against his chest, even your intoxicated self slowly comes to realization.

Kazuha strokes the top of your head, allowing you to continue listening to the rapid pace of his heartbeat. Everything is perfect – his compassion, his patience, his warmth, him. You have never been more certain that in this moment that you really, truly –

“Love you.” The words leave you steady and clear, not a hint of a tipsy slur like everything else you had said to him that night. You’re not even nervous that you might’ve just humiliated yourself; not with the way he held you tighter, communicating without a lack of doubt that –

“I love you, too.” His voice was little more than a whisper, but that was sufficient – no, so much more than enough, for you.

“Please.” You lift your head, still heavy with alcohol, off his chest to meet his gaze. “Please, k-kiss me.” With all of your heart and soul, you expect, hope, want him to lean down and grant your wish, but he simply gives you a soft smile.

“Not like this, my love.”

Kazuha hopes you don’t get him wrong – he wants to kiss you, desperately. He has wanted, for months, nothing more than to feel the sensation of your undoubtedly soft lips against yours, moving in flawless synchronization and doing nothing to quell the desire in his heart, but rather, fuel it.

“P-Please,” you stutter again, with more urgency this time. Somewhere in the back of your frazzled mind, you know he’s right; it would be wrong of him to take advantage of your inebriated state. But you want it, want him. You’ve always considered yourself a rather content person, accepting of what you had and never chasing after more, but for him, you’d keep running for the rest of your life.

Slowly, torturously, Kazuha leans down, and you close your eyes in anticipation – only to feel his lips on your forehead. You open your eyes to see that he has already drawn his face away from yours, one of his hands bringing your head forward against his chest once more.

Kazuha smooths the distressed crinkle that forms between your brows as you realize that he won’t be kissing you tonight. “Don’t worry. There won’t be a need to ask again once you’ve recovered.” His lips curl into a rather cheeky, boyish grin. Your face heats up and your stomach twists into a knot – not the anxious, unpleasant kind, but one of deep yearning.

“Stay w-with me, p-please.” You whisper this as a prayer to Celestia, to him, before you let yourself finally succumb to the wine-indueced sleepiness that had been threatening to overtake you for far too long. As Kazuha rubs soothing circles along your back to ease you into a deep sleep, you feel what you’ve experienced with him and him only – safe, cared for, cherished.

-

The next morning, you wake up to the squawking of seagulls as well as the crash of the morning tide against the wooden planks of the Alcor. Warm sunlight is already filtering in through a thin layer of clouds, accompanied by a gentle breeze that sweeps through the sails. A pounding headache has settled in your temples, along with an incredibly unpleasant parched feeling in your throat.

The memories of last night come flooding back much faster than you would’ve liked, hitting you all at once and making you outwardly recoil at how you had – oh, my, Kazuha is –

You realize just then you’re still in his arms, his haori wrapped around the two of you for warmth. He’s fast asleep, his snoring quiet and rhythmic.

It was all real.

The gasp that you let out immediately awakens Kazuha; he’s always been a light sleeper. His scarlet eyes snap open abruptly, instinctively scanning the premises for danger before focusing on you. “Are you feeling alright?”

Your face is burning with embarrassment and you’re tripping over your words, feeling guilty for waking him up and trying to ask him to go back to sleep. After a few moments of nonsensical babbling, all you can say is, “The rice buns – “ You never forget to finish your sentence, as Kazuha silences you by placing one of his hands – large, rough and calloused from years of combat yet still so gentle – on your cheek, thumb swiping across your lips. A silent request.

You hardly have time to nod before he pulls you against him in one fluid motion, finally allowing his lips to clash with yours. He kisses you long and deep, with passion and longing lacing every small movement of his mouth against yours. If you had any worries about his feelings not being as intense as your own, they were promptly quashed by the way he greedily swallowed every breath, every noise that threatened to leave you.

When he finally pulls away, you feel like your heart is about to leap from your chest and fly far, far away. Kazuha is smiling, looking at you with something that can only be described as pure, unadulterated adoration burning in his scarlet gaze.

This alone was a declaration. Calm yet firm, and leaving absolutely no room for doubt – that he loves you.

[yandere-wishes]

Alhaitham is an interesting pick. I'm actually not sure if he'd be willing to put up with me because I am an incredibly emotional person who operates on pure instinct and the kind hint of love from the universe.

We'd be a fun opposites attract pair but I'm not too sure if he'd be my top pick.

I'm kinda curious, who's your top GI man after childe?? I remember you had a crush on Diluc back in the day. And Cyno was a fav for a while.

I like to think of you and Alhaitham as the epitome of 'Opposites attract'. Plus I have a gut feel that you'd be able to bring out the more romantic side of him😍😍.

[scapinoz]

L’APPEL DU VIDE, chapter one.

[genshin!oc x gn!reader]

note, first chapter is out after probably five months, ig. but it’s here now. do keep in mind that it was around three a.m. when i wrote this, i was half dead by then. so there might be a few mistakes here and there, I’ll edit them— i swear. also english is not my first language and i just write for fun.

warnings, implied yandere behavior, masked men, creepy men, men with weird eyes, drinking, y/n and intrusive thoughts, nothing much probably, it doesn’t get bad in the first chapter itself. written pre-snezhnaya, so it’s all interpreted not canon.

CHAPTER ONE, masked men and winter nights.

And there he was again— sitting in the corner of the room (though you must admit that the shadows dancing across his face made him quite beautiful than he already is)— eyes never leaving yours as you finished your song, relishing yourself in the familiar sound of applause from the audience (a sound you’ll never grow dull of hearing).

Everyone around you clapped their hands, some even standing up and raising their glass while they were at it. That should’ve been enough, yes? The fruits of your labour echoing through the vast room would’ve been more than enough for you back then— back then when you hadn’t noticed the masked man (a mask you were well familiar with, thank the archons for the whisperers in the streets) sitting in the reserved booth.

Your eyes, involuntary, went back to his. He was not putting his hands together for you, like everyone sitting in his table was. He only had his gaze inspecting your form without blinking. And without the slightest of hesitation you did the same, holding his regard. The missing signature black coat was the first thing that you noticed, the coat he had traded for something a little less flashy. Though the mask was yet to come off, the mask his friends (or who you assumed you were his friends, judging how ease they had been with each other) were also donning on their face.

You had seen the group a few months now, regularly visiting the bar and sitting the farthest seat from the stage— not that you minded, of course. They always seem to talking and whispering something among each other, sparing you glances here and there when you were up on stage. The man, whose name you have yet to know of, always seemed to be sitting in the middle and facing right towards you, always having his eyes on you whenever you were singing (or that’s what you had noticed whenever you open your eyes after closing them for a split second or so). Never have you ever seen them talking to anyone out of their own circle either.

‘They’ve never once talked to the waiters either, it’s the boss who always personally sees to them. Sharing laughs and shit. Who’s to guess that the boss has dealings with such people.’ was your coworkers answer when you inquired about them. You knew what she had meant by with such people, everyone around the bar knew— the fatui, those who control every aspect of the land of everlasting winter. Everyone around the bar knew of the fatui and were cautious enough not to seek them. And one who was stupid enough got his hand broken just last week— it was what you assumed was a warning. You had heard stories and witnessed the cruelty of the ruling by your own eyes. The fatui were not kind people, not in your eyes lest say. And to think some of them would be actually sitting by a bar listening to your sing out your sorrows for mora, you could only laugh.

‘I heard they work under the fifth,’ Ana said one night when you were lying in her lap as she was combing your hair. ‘they wear his colours as well— black and silver— and the masks are just another giveaway. And they also seem to be here when it is you who is performing.’ Ana chuckled as she had seen how wide your eyes gotten when you heard that. You hadn’t stuck around enough to notice, you had better things to do in your day offs than to spend your day in a bar. You had denied her claims, saying it was simply a co incidence and that fate works in very mysterious ways. Ana could only chuckle and asked you to live in your own dream fort for the time being.

And yet seeing how he was looking at you from the back could not stop yourself from believing your friend’s words for a moment— just for a moment. Just simply for a few seconds as you hurried off the stage and into the backstage, the sound of hands clapping against each other still reaching you. And there was no way they could be here for you.

“[name],” Your boss, Kolya, patted your back with the usual smile. “Great job as always.” You nodded, dutifully. “It would not hurt to smile a little, would it? Or had you grown tired of synthetically smiling?”

Gods, never a day passes where you do not curse your employer and wish the amount of firewater he consumes would deem him mute some day. “You must do what’s expected of you, synthetic or not.”

“Yes, yes, expectations.” He chuckled. “Always weighing one down.”

Kolya Mikhalov was not someone you had expected to work for— not someone you had expected to cross paths with, if being honest. Kolya Mikhalov was the man who took one look at you and decided that you were deemed worthy enough to sing in his fine establishment no matter how many times you had suggested hiring a bard and being done with the fuss he was making.

His name was one whispered among the streets ever so often, a name you’ve heard so often. ‘That man who is trying to coax you into working for him,’ the apple vendor muttered one day. ‘I heard he has connections with the fatui.’ He said. And it was all the more reasons why you urged yourself to get away from the man. Everything about him which screams danger. You had underestimated Kolya and his stubbornness when he said “I am not one to give up easily.”

And so he had waited for you to say yes to offer for nearly two months— following you everywhere you go, paying bards to sing praises of your hauntingly beautiful voice, and even showing up right outside your house with his staff. Surely Kolya Mikhalov was the most eccentric man you had ever encountered— and that simply explains the elctro vision in his left glove. And so you did give in to the endless pestering, and thus resulting you standing in the very same establishment you never vowed to work in.

Kolya leaned in slightly, making you move out of the way. “You look as if you want to ask me something.” Shaking your head you waved him off. Yet Kolya was never to one to falter. “Oh, I’m quite excited about your question. This is the first time you ever showed interest in something which is not dogs.”

“The people sitting at the back of the room,” You said, choosing your next words with much heed. “Are they part of the fatui?”

“Yes.”

You blinked once, then twice— clearly not expecting Kolya to blunt with his words. You perhaps thought that he would coax you into believing otherwise. “What?”

“They are indeed part of the fatui, working under the fifth. I thought the coat and the mask was obvious enough.”

Kolya looked at you, the smile never leaving his face. He tilted his head, very slightly, expecting you to ask more questions. Questions as to how he had ties with them and such. You were never one to pry, we’re you? Everyone had their secrets and you have no business inserting yourself in matters that do not concern you.

So what if your boss has ties with the fatui? It doesn’t matter as long as you get paid, you’ll do your job without any questions asked.

“I see,”

“Oh, and,” Kolya dug his pockets searching for something. He handed you a velvet box. “I was asked to give you this. Seems like you’ve gained quite the admirers, [name].”

You reluctantly opened the box— knowing Kolya was still peeking. “By the seven,” in laid a bracelet— one so intricately crafted. It was gold, probably embedded with the finest gems from Liyue. You didn’t have much knowledge in jewellery but one look at the bracelet and you knew it must’ve cost a fortune.

had you attracted the attention of a man so rich that he could afford this as a passing present?

Admirers, huh.

The nights were not kind in Snezhnaya, nor were the days but yet the night was far more cruel than the days. At least you will be able to see the dangers under the sun while you could simply just feel eyes on your back as you walked underneath the moonlight. You gripped the strap of your bag tighter, never once turning around to look around you— it was never a good idea, as Ana would say.

You weren’t very fond of nights like these— cold and lonely nights that makes you wish you had someone to hold you and keep you warm against their body. Always a knack for impossible dreams, yes? You didn’t particularly wish for a partner, that much you were sure of. But nights like these brings you think that perhaps you should find someone— someone to cure the loneliness and the cold. The thought only ever crosses your mind at nights like these.

“Dangerous night to walk alone,” Instinctively you pushed your elbow back, expecting it to hit the stranger and not for them to catch it. “Rather cynical now, aren’t we?” The person muttered, gloved hands finally leaving your bare skin. “You appeared a lot more demure on the stage. It’s not safe for you to walk alone.”

Turning around, you rubbed your elbow. “Gods,” It was the same man from the bar, the very same one who couldn’t get his eyes away from you. “Why are you here?” You started walking again, paying no mind to him walking beside you.

“Kolya put me up to it when he noticed a few drunkards trying to follow you.” He answered.

Eyes wide you looked around, looking for any sign of being followed. “I see no one.”

“They were taken care of.” He said. “Kolya specifically asked me to walk you home, said he wanted his favourite employee out of harms way.”

Typical Kolya.

You nodded, inspecting the man beside you— you never got the chance to see his full figure, after all. And as you had already expected he was nearly half a head taller than you and lean— though the outline of muscles present through his shirt already said all you need to know. Black hair that reached right below his shoulders and the bangs even covering one side of his mask ( hair that almost made you have second thoughts about yours ). Though it was his eyes what drew you in. His eyes reminded you of the starry nights after the storm— black eyes with specks of gold and silver dancing around them.

Where you shamelessly ogling this man? Of course. Would you admit it if he were to ask you about it? You would simply dig your own grave and lie in it, for sure.

And it seemed like he didn’t mind you staring at him— without even realising that you were staring. ( maybe you were aware, you simply did not care enough. Pretty people are to be appreciated, the thought came in your mind quickly as it left as you realized he was part of the fatui. ) He cleared his throat making you snap out of it, feeling slightly embarrassed and made a mental note to never do it again. ( though you knew you would do it all over again. )

“My name is,” Was it really safe to mention your name to a stranger— a fatui nonetheless. “[name].” Curse the Archons, how stupid could you get.

“I know, Kolya told me.” You nodded, pursing your lips. The silence was awkward as it was painful to bear. The only noise reaching your ears was the sound of snow underneath your boots, and not his. He walked gently, almost tempting you ask if he believed the snow had feelings.

“And you are?” Another mistake made.

The man looked at you, the blank look on his face never fading away. “Zhenya,” He, who you now know as Zhenya, whispered— almost as if he was afraid someone else might overhear him. “I work…under the fifth harbinger.”

“I know, rumours are hard to ignore.” The mask speaks for itself, you wanted to say and yet didn’t. You heard him mutter something under his breath, words flowing away with the wind. “So, you come to the tavern often?” You muttered, cursing yourself internally to simply shut up with each passing word that left you lips.

You didn’t hear an answer from him, just slow breathing as you felt his eyes on your figure as you looked down at the ground, trying to convince yourself that the plain white snow you’ve been seeing for years now was more interesting than whatever that was going on in his eye. “Yes,” Zhenya finally said, his voice probably gentler and softer than yours ever could be. “Kolya— he often bugs me to visit.” He added after a minute had passed.

That sure did sound like Kolya— annoying, vexing and often frustrating. not that you would ever say it out aloud, of course. ( you valued your life more than a few passing sarcastic comments that you brain was so fond of coming up with, thank you very much. )

You simply nodded as the pair of you continued walking, as you often let out soft breaths, shivering slightly from the cold even though you had your coat and gloves on. It would be nice if this man beside me were to wrap his coat around me, like form the romance books Ana is fond of. you found yourself thinking before quickly shaking off the thoughts. No, [name], bad man. He’s part of the fatui, [name].

Where did the thought even come from?

“Do you live far from here?” Zhenya asked, making you blink twice as you were snapped out of your thoughts.

You shook your head, pursing your lips to stop your teeth from clattering. Surely you wouldn’t make a fool out of yourself in front of this gorgeous, gorgeous man. “No, just around the corner.”

It usually only took fifteen to reach your home but it felt like an eternity with the man walking by your side. He hadn’t even opened this mouth once, except for when letting out soft inhale and exhaled. You were sure that it must’ve been a little uncomfortable to breathe beneath that mask during the winter. ( then again it was always winter ).

You stood in front of your house— a modest home, one that you were proud of. “Thank you,” you managed to murmur out as you both stood outside the door, one hand inside your pockets as you fished out for your keys.

The man, Zhenya, nodded. “Nothing worth mentioning.” He said.

You were almost tempted to invite him inside, offering to let him stay by the fireplace and hand him a glass of fire whiskey to heat his skin up before heading out. Who knows how far away he lived?

No, no, part of the fatui, you reminded yourself, sighing in relief as you finally found your keys. Ignoring the stare burning through your layers and layers of clothing you finally opened the door, whispering a small “good bye,” under your breath.

And before you closed the door behind you, you heard him say something akin to, “I hope you like the bracelet.”

i genuinely had no idea what i was thinking when i wrote this. but i somehow managed to. how are we liking y/n so far? and zhenya (ew). y/n and ana for the win. zhenya who? never heard of him.

and if anyone couldn’t tell, zhenya’s kinda a uandere, ig. so this fic might turn out a little darker than intended. he’s also a part of the fatui, so there might be more…gore? but yeah, he’s not a good guy, that’s for sure.

[dovkss]

Welcome to my Guilty Pleasure writing blog (⌒▽⌒)☆ !!!

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Disclaimer !!

Things I will write:

fem! reader

horror/thriller & dark themes

fluff

angst

AUs

yandere

dubcon/noncon

implied noncon

prey x predator

sub reader

age gaps

toxic relationships

Things I will not write:

inc*st & stepc*st

s*icide

character x character

fantasy

omegaverse

ocs

vore/urine/scat/vomit/food

enemies to lovers

male! reader

dom reader

minor x adult

age regression/little! reader

hybrid! AU

bestiality

Who I write for:

BNHA

AOT

JJK

May write for other fandoms as well, just ask !!

Rules !!

I do take requests ! Just make sure to be respectful in my asks please !

Ask box is always open !

DNI if you're...

racist

homo+xeno+transphobic

misogynistic

pro-life+ana+guns

far right

If you're sensitive to any of this or disagree, feel free to block !!

Thanks for reading and enjoy !!!

[chartreuxhue]

Hi Hi!!! - Request: CLOSED

I'm Iana(Eye-ana) or Char, I'm a 20 year old female writer. I write for valorant and Jujustu Kaisen! I enjoy talking to ppl, reading, writting(obvi) and hope that this account can be a safe space for all!

VALORANT

I write x readers and headcannons for these characters: (those not on the list I can write for it'll just take longer to get out)

Phoenix Sage Sova Viper Cyber Yoru Chamber Fade Harbor Gekko Deadlock Iso

RULES FOR REQUESTS:

Three characters per request Please specify if you want a Fem or GN reader, if not specified it will automatically be Fem!Reader Allowed: SFW and NSFW Allowed: Yandere and Dud-con Allowed: AU's as long as there is a slight or small description of it

JUJUSTU KAISEN

I write x reader and Headcannons for these characters: (I can be convinced to write for other characters as well)

Yuji Itadori Megumi Fushiguro Nobara Kugisaki Gojo Saturo Geto Suguru Kento Nanami

RULES FOR REQUEST:

No limit on characters per request Please specify if reader is Fem or GN, if not specified it will automatically be a Fem!Reader For Headcannons: Please no specific traits or stories, if sent I will be generalized it. Allowed: SFW and NSFW Allowed: Yandere CNC Allowed: Kinks with NSFW requests, please keep to one or two Not Allowed: Pregnancy

The listed tags are how things will be tagged if youre trying to look for a only sfw or nsfw works

[jluver]

hello !! i’m dalla, but you can call me d.

i am a 19 yo girl from brazil with a lot of passions and too many thoughts in her head.

i love talking to people but rarely start any conversation due to my lack of social skills, but i think i’m getting better at it now though. feel free to shoot me a text or something if you feel like it, i would love to talk to you 💕

talking about love, some other things i’m really into are: reading. music. watching documentaries. terror/horror movies. winter. psychology, philosophy & sociology. animals and my dog!

my favorite artists are: taylor swift. seventeen. le sserafim. tomorrow by together. enhypen. itzy. stayc.

my boundaries 📢❕

please do not trauma dump me!! i know sometimes life can get really hard and i’m really sorry if you feel like you don’t have anyone to talk to, but trauma dump a stranger on the internet is not the way to solve your problems.

if you are under 18 years old do not interact with any of my nsfw content, or else you will be blocked and reported.

do not come at me unprompted to talk about some industry/fandom drama. i don’t really engage in this kinda of stuff and it makes me feel bad.

⌕ ݁˖ ᎒ DO NOT FOLLOW: if you are xenophobic, lgbtq+phobic, racist, etc. younger than 16. doesn't respect peoples prounouns or identities. takes everything way too serious. hates on people and don't see celebrities/idols as normal human beings. pro ana/mia blogs.

⌕ ݁˖ ᎒ BEFORE YOU FOLLOW: if you are a minor please block the tags # ̥*ೃ♡𓏲 dalla recs: nsfw and #˖ ࣪ ˒ ‎♡⃕ dalla writes: ns/fw for obvious reasons. this is a secondary blog, my main blog is @urh2ogf — likes, follows and other interactions all come from there.

rules & guidelines 📢❕

i do not take specific requests, such as “can you write me something with person a doing something”. but i am always open for suggestions and thoughts.

even though i do not recommend following me, i do not mind minors interacting with my sfw content. but, again, if i see any minors interacting with any of my nsfw content i will block and report you. there are no excuses for this type of behavior.

who i (currently) write for

1. seventeen

2. stray kids

3. tomorrow x together (txt)

4. enhypen

5. ateez

*i do plan on writing for girl groups in the future.

**i also plan on writing for more groups in general.

who i do not write for

in regards to nsfw content, i obviously do not and will never write about any minors. due to personal preferences i also do not write smut about anyone younger than 20.

i also do not have any interest in writing smut to anyone born after 2005 (in other words, people younger than me), even after they become 20. this is just a personal preference of mine.

in regards to sfw content, i’m open to write for anyone, as long as they are 18 or older (again, it’s just a personal preference).

i do not write about (nsfw)

inc*st. step-cest. r@pe. cnc. mafia / mafia related stuff. anything that makes the idols seem abusive and controlling (yandere, stalking, punishments, etc). idol x idol. member x member. male / amab readers. anything involving p*ss or sc*t. age play / age regression. ddlg. weird shit in general.

[petrifleur]

rules

do not interact:

minors, ageless and blank blogs, zionists, islamophobes, antisemites, any kind of bigot, trolls, pro-ana / thinspo accounts, tag abusers, people who tag personal / rant posts with fandom tags, inactive since june 2024 or earlier, shotacon / lolicon enjoyers, spam likers, ai aficionados. you are not welcome here and will be blocked immediately.

please don't come into my inbox with petty discourse or drama, i will delete your ask and block you. if there's anything serious regarding me or my mutuals, please come to me off anon so i can act accordingly.

in general, just be nice. treat me how you'd like to be treated and we will get along just fine <3 if you're demanding or rude, i won't hesitate to block you. i'm still a person behind the screen and this is supposed to be fun. please don't trauma dump on me either, i'm always open to give advice but i'm a stranger and i'd like to keep this space fun and light. this is not my first time on tumblr so you can keep hate and trolling to yourself or say it off anon. it will be deleted anyways. (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

what i will NOT write:

noncon / rape, scat, vore, wound-fucking, necrophilia, zoophilia, pedophilia, explicit content involving canon minors (not aged up either), (step-)incest, age play (regression is fine), race play, abuse of any kind (yandere, bullying etc.), oviposition, super insecure reader, mahito.

disclaimer: i don't really care if you like to consume or write some of these things, but i am not the writer for you as it's not my cup of tea. i follow people who write some of these, so just keep in mind that i won't interact with those works. however, dark content haters / purists are not welcome here, i will not engage in discussions about this.

trigger / content warnings will be tagged as 'tw / cw ___' and displayed on top of my works. please read them carefully and use the tag filter and block button to curate your experience.

readers will be neutral in their appearance and explicit works will generally feature afab readers but i will write gender neutral or amab readers as well as character x character works on occasion.

do not feed my works into any kind of ai, do not repost any of my works, do not copy / alter / translate any of my works!