#yandere baker

[suiana]

(Any)Yandere x reader with immortality

(yandere! baker x gn! immortal reader)

he sees you come into his shop every day. sometimes with an old lady, sometimes with a young kid, but most of the time you're alone.

it's an every day type of thing to him. prepare the shop, display the goods, greet some customers and then feel his heart race as he sees you enter the store to get the same order of bread you've ordered since you first entered his shop.

it's the same every day. you come in, pay for your bread, smile at him then leave. nothing's changed. not even physical changes.

he wonders how you maintain your beauty, having served you delicious baked goodies since... ten years ago? you look as youthful as ever. not having aged a day since you started frequenting his bakery.

but who is he to judge? you're just a wonderful customer of his that he has a little crush on... right? until you weren't. right, of course you weren't. because tell him why he's seeing your name in these old books he found in his grandparent's diaries?

an ethereal being, one who never ages, they've stolen my heart forever more.

upon reading that line in his grandmother's diary, he immediately comes to a conclusion. geez, you were an immortal? no wonder you haven't aged a day since he first saw you. there's literally no other logical conclusion other than the fact that you couldn't die. well, other than maybe botox or plastic surgery. but even then people would still age! not like you where you look completely the same.

so he tries questioning you the next day. not upfront of course. he tries asking your age and date of birth... to which you simply smile and nod at him before leaving.

but he won't give up! he's not a loser like that! he must know! so he tries again and again, enquiring into your life and even giving up and just straight up asking about your status as an immortal. however, you always leave him hanging, giving him vague answers like "oh it's been a long time since then... my parents passed early on..."

he's getting more and more irritated as the days go by. and he's getting no younger too. plus, the fact that you have an effect on him, one where... he feels strangely compelled to obsess over your every move, doesn't help either.

can you blame him for taking such drastic measures like stalking you? you're not giving him the answers he wants so he'll just have to find out himself, right? maybe you're just teasing him and want him to work for the answer, right?!

that's what he tells himself at least. that way he can feel better about himself when he breaks into your house filled with antiques, adoring the way you saved portraits of yourself over the centuries... and even staining one with some... white fluid.

he swears it's not his fault. he just wants to find out more about you, you know? you're so enigmatic, so charming and alluring. how can you blame him for being obsessed with you?

so please don't be mad at him when you find yourself locked up in his room. he really only wants to find out more about you. if only you gave him more straightforward answers, then maybe this wouldn't have happened!

really, he only ever wanted to know more about you :( he swears on his life that he's not just some crazy stalker who's obsessed with everything you do!

[smokeysweater]

Just saw a tik tok of this buff baker dude so fuck it, yandere baker with massive, huge fucking arms, built like a bear that’s ready to cuddle you until you accidentally suffactoate under their weight, who makes you go up in a pant size because of how much delicious fucking food they make for you, and it’s all just because they love you!!! Also they definitely own their own bakery where they carry like 50 pound bags of flour everyday so their buff as hell and can pick you up, and-

[ryzl]

imagine a yandere! baker

yandere! baker who is also a college student, going the same university as you

yandere! baker first saw you when you entered the café he works at

yandere! baker then stalks you and found out you guys go to the same uni! yay for him ig

yandere! baker who made special batches of donut exclusively for you ♡ yeaah, it was not totally glazed in his seme- anyways jk

yandere! baker who gave the donut to you when you went to the café after school

- duhhhh it's obviously mixed with something else

yandere! baker who asked if you're fine when he noticed you getting *kinda* tired

- god the "potion" he added to the mix was working 🥰

yandere! baker who eventually brought you to his house (he lives alone duh) when you blacked out :)

yandere! baker who always bakes you his favorite pastries ♡ , and you have no choice but to eat them

- sometimes he likes to mix his essence to the food he feeds you. so that *in his twisted mind* you'll "love" him back ♡♡♡

I'm totally not yearning for a donut rn-

any amazing writers who wanna add to this is gladly welcomed :>

[miharuki]

𝔉𝔞𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 day 2

𝔜𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝕭𝖆𝖐𝔢𝖗

It was early, the sun barely peeking over the horizon, but Haruto was already at the small oven in the bakery, the dough in his hands taking shape with precision and care. He was the best baker in town. Everyone talked about the delicacy of his pastries, the unmatched flavors, and the irresistible aroma that filled the streets. But the secret to Haruto's success wasn't in perfect recipes. No, the passion he poured into every sweet was dedicated to one person: (name), his senpai.

Haruto had been obsessed with her ever since their eyes first met, when she walked into the bakery weeks ago. Her eyes sparkled, her soft voice sent shivers down his spine, and from that moment on, he made sure she received something special every time she came by. But she had no idea how much he loved her. She didn't know that he watched her with a fervor bordering on madness.

As he worked, his thoughts were entirely on her. Today, he was preparing something special. A strawberry cake delicately covered with vanilla cream and adorned with crystallized rose petals. Everything had to be perfect, just like (name). She always stopped by the bakery on her way home, and he made sure there was something reserved for her, something made especially for her.

Every move Haruto made was calculated. He knew her routine by heart—her schedule, the places she frequented. (Name) never noticed that he discreetly followed her, ensuring no one else got too close, making sure she was always safe—under his watchful eyes. But his senpai never noticed the intensity of his gaze from behind the counter.

That day, he prepared a special box for her. Inside, the strawberry cake was wrapped with a red ribbon that he had tied himself. The sweet, subtle scent of cream mixed with the fresh smell of strawberries was intoxicating. Before closing the box, Haruto slipped a small note beneath the cake:

"For my sweet senpai, my inspiration. I hope the taste reminds you of me… just as you're always in my thoughts."

When (name) walked into the bakery, Haruto's heart raced. Her gentle, carefree smile was all he needed to feel the world stop. He handed her the box with a controlled smile, struggling to hide the euphoria coursing through him.

"Oh, how beautiful! Thank you, Haruto!" she said, not noticing the tremor in his voice. The soft touch of her fingers when she took the box almost made him lose control.

As she left through the door, he stood still, watching until her silhouette disappeared on the horizon. But Haruto knew this wouldn't be the end. He would always be there, ready to make more sweets, ready to eliminate anyone who dared to get too close. Every cake, every loaf of bread, every pie was a silent declaration of his sick love, and no one would take (name) away from him.

After all, Haruto’s love was sweet… but also dangerous.

And for (name), he would do anything. Even if she didn't know that yet.

Masterlist Fanfictober

[yandere-writer-momo]

Thinking about a Yandere obsessed with a baker reader.

Poor thing just wants to bake sweets for her beloved customers and this WEIRDO won’t leave her alone… but then she realizes it isn’t just one person obsessed with her, it’s all of her customers

[coffee-and-tea-time]

Hey, I know the vote isn't done yet but I was wondering what our first interactions would be like with them all?

We can certainly arrange that!! Ask related to this post!

*Internally kicking his feet like a little girl seeing so many interactions with our post* ( • ᴗ • )

although maybe it’s a little short since we would rather leave more context for the actual posts - Tea

I read wrong a comment and thought they were requesting a shop owner when in truth they were talking about the seller, now the shop has an extra character *look into the abyss in poor reading comprehension*

In my defense, google said 'shopkeeper' was an equivalent to shop owner *disappointed of herself in non-native english speaker* but oh well, the more the merrier (ʃƪ＾3＾）～♡- coffee

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Word count: 2k

tw: yandere behavior, nonhuman yanderes, human yanderes, delusional, RIP self-preservation, written in you/yours, willing reader

-`♡´- Dizie -`♡´-

You walk into your house, still submerged in your own thoughts as you walk through the door.

"Uh, maybe I should arrange something to welcome Dizie when he arrives? I hope I don't come off as awkward..."

But... Why is your place so dark?

 You hear the door being slammed shut and as you attempt to turn towards it, a hand snakes over your mouth with a delicate yet firm touch as another coils around your waist from behind. 

"You were worried about my first impression of you? That's… really cute"

The voice of a man purrs near your ear and then you feel his face gently nuzzling with the top of your head like an affectionate cat, a rather deadly one.

"I took the liberty of checking around your home, you know, to make sure everything is like it's supposed to be, to make sure nobody else is lurking around… I'm so glad that isn't the case, you're all mine to cherish… only mine"

You feel his nuzzling being replaced by a soft kiss on the top of your head, as the slender hand covering your mouth moves to gently hold your face while his thumb gently rubs your cheek. 

[Clarification: Dizie is NOT stuck in his past or still in love with the last “darling” he was bought by. He doesn't see the reader as a replacement of any sort. We want to get that out of the way from the get go, he's just traumatized (as he probably should be ngl) - the twins]

-`♡´- Gabriel -`♡´-

Tossing your keys onto your couch cushion you let out a soft sigh, the walk back home was rather awkward, well, as awkward as can be with a man following behind like a lost puppy, his eyes practically piercing the back of your head. You wondered why he kept walking behind you but brushed the thought out quickly as you felt him let out a veery faint sigh of awe while glancing around your home.

“it smells just like you-”

The man whispered to himself, his words quiet yet the silence of you both being alone allowed you to hear him very clearly. flattering, but also a little unnerving. 

How did he manage to smell you when he was walking like a meter away from you?

His hands fidgeted as you glanced back at him, his eyes landing on your form still basking in the sight like you were some sort of divine entity before him.

 “This must be Gabriel then” 

you thought, connecting your choice with the man that just randomly started following you which you didn't have the heart to scare away.

 When the seller said he was a worshiper… he wasn't exaggerating.

Shakily, he reaches for one of your hands, clasping it tenderly with both his hands, completely engulfing yours with the warmth of his nervous fidgeting. His cheeks blaze red by the mere idea of touching your skin.

He leans down, pressing his forehead to the back of your hand, taking a shaky breath, then looking up to meet your gaze with pure adoration.

“I'm so incredibly thankful to be in your presence, darling. I'm so glad you chose me…”

(A person called him and Grier 'pathetic little mew mews' and now that lives rent free on my head; if you read this, I love your energy - coffee)

-`♡´- Oliver -`♡´-

This man is eager, that's for sure. There's no denying it as he practically drags you with him to his bakery as soon as your finger grazed his name on that paper.

You couldn't say a thing though, that wide smile on his face was just as sweet as the scent that wafted through the air as you entered the shop with the jingle of the welcome bell.

You were ordered to sit back and enjoy a cup of coffee with some butter cookies for the wait. He wanted to make something special, he said, quickly diving into the kitchen without saying another word.

You took a small bite of the cookie thinking perhaps there was something in it, but if you were his darling now then it shouldn't be anything harmful, should it? The cookie was… just any normal cookie, it was delicious even, buttery and crumbly, mixing perfectly with the rich flavor of the coffee. 

Your mind drifted to the man’s appearance as he gave you constant glances, peeking from the kitchen a little too often, it was adorable in a way, like he was checking if you were still there. There was no need to check though, he had locked the entrance as soon as you walked in and you had totally noticed. You weren't going anywhere. 

A few minutes later he peeked again, though this time with a tray in his hands, he approached and placed it in front of you, a delicious slice of cheesecake greeting you. He smiled proudly as he saw your mouth water and as you eyes scanned the delicious treat you couldn't help but notice the fresh cut on his finger already bandaged up yet still bleeding a bit through the gauze… how deep was the cut? The blood was so red it didn't look like a superficial wound.

“I'm just a bit nervous, Dear, i wanted to cut it perfectly for you… my hand must have slipped”

He reassured you, dismissing the severity of it but quickly hiding the cut from you. His sheepish smile though made you forget about it for a hot minute- how was this bulky man such a sweetheart? 

Your fork soon dug into the creamy goodness of the cheesecake, the raspberry sauce that sat on top dripping a bit, its rich red color almost resembling that of his blood. What a passionate baker…

(...I love him, okay? -Tea)

-`♡´- singer  -`♡´-

The door of the car is opened before you get the chance to even lift a finger and you are greeted by the angelic face of a man, worthy of praise and worship, smiling down at you and offering his hand as to help you get out of the car

"Hi~, welcome welcome, how are you feeling on such a joyful day as today? I hope that you are as thrilled as I am"

He says with a charming smile, holding your hand delicately for you to exit the car then  guides you into his house, his eyes ogling you like a three course meal.

"Would you like something to drink? A water perhaps? I don't really have much sugary drinks since i take care of my vocal cords, but if that's what you'd like then I'll absolutely find a way to get it for you"

"Oh, I'm really fine, don't wor-"

His step falters before stopping dead in his tracks, his smile softening in… awe? He shuffles closer as your voice trails off by the sudden action.

"Oh, Honey, I'm so sorry to interrupt your words, I just couldn't help but get closer… you speak so softly, I'd wish to hear you more clearly"

He puts his hand on your shoulder reassuringly, though it quickly moves up to your neck, his thumb caressing your throat.

"You shouldn't overthink too much, your duty here is being happy with me, and when I'm not around, feel free to enjoy your free time as you wish; my only condition here is you take care of yourself and… to not look at anyone else in the eye for too long… but well, you should’ve already expected that, you signed for it, honey"

-`♡´- Myotis -`♡´-

You feel your heart on your throat as the butler opens the door for you, as you make your way inside, you feel like you walked straight into a historical movie of some sort, if the outside looked already out of a gothic fairytale, you can't find the words to describe how impressive the inside is.

"I'm glad you seem to like the place, Amore, that makes things easier for both of us. I hope you can forgive my eagerness to meet you"

You can't help but get surprised when you notice him right beside you, speaking to you dearly as he grabs your hand as if it was made of glass to softly kiss the back before giving you a smile.

"Fear not, you can always indulge yourself and wander around to enjoy the mansion, but I rather that the precious focus of your gaze be on me, I’d be delighted to spend as much time with you as possible, don't you think so?" 

-`♡´- Lior -`♡´

You enter your home excited, wondering if you should get some fairy lights and stuff for the yandere you chose when a rustling in the distance disturbs your thoughts, grounding you back to reality.

You make your way in the direction of the noise and find yourself standing in front of your bedroom window where the poor moth boy flutters his wings trying to squeeze past the small gap, half of his body still hanging outside the window. This must be Lior.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't want to disturb you, I just thought I would be able to fit in the open gap"

You truly can't help but giggle at the situation, okay, he is really cute for a yandere, the seller sure speaks the truth.

He grumbles uncomfortably, wiggling his way inside your home. His satchel almost falling out the window, but he manages to grab it mid air. Fast reflexes, that's a plus.

"I brought a present with me!"

He sighed out in relief while holding his satchel. With some effort due to his limited movement, he is quick to lift his bag and rummage through it, proudly lifting in the air a big cinnamon scented candle.

“Some light for my daylight! I-I thought you'd like it, though I'm not allowed to use candles… I always burn myself with the wax”

(he's my baby and i love him, thank you very much. -tea)

-`♡´- Tarak -`♡´

"Huh, what a gorgeous being…for a human… I will accept your proposal"

The dragon says in a low husky voice, gazing at you with a smirk, his hand gently lifting your chin so that your eyes meet his.

"You were the one that got chosen, not the other way around"

The seller quickly remarks, the humanoid dragon clicking his tongue in response.

“Same difference... the order of the factors does not alter the product after all, we are united either way”

Even if the humanoid acts roughly with the seller, Tarak gently puts your hand on his arm and holds it there as he walks outside of the store with you. What a gentleman.

"You are going to love the forest, of course, my cave is most enchanting, but I did in fact go out of my way and make a cabin next to it, everything is already taken cared of, I know not every species has the resilience to prosper in my environment, but, well, your ancestors used to live in caves... so maybe you can manage"

“Is my home not an option from the beginning?”

You say a little nervous, not sure if you can actually survive in a forest without being eaten alive by the wildlife, although you must admit that is kind of a silly thought if you think of the power of a dragon like him.

He looked like he was about to protest your request, but just your scent in the air was all he needed to sense your feelings and give you a look as he relaxed his shoulder in defeat.

"... alright, I'll indulge you, we have a lot of time in our hands to adjust to the changes around us anyways, I'll stay at your home until you are comfortable enough to come to mine, I will make sure to adorn it in any way you please for when that time comes"

He gently messes with your hair as a way to reassure you before he resumes walking, following you to your home.

-`♡´- Grier -`♡´ 

The seller goes down the wooden ladder after taking the tape off the camera lense and signs for you to come closer to it.

"The cameras here don't have sound but showing you to him should be enough of a clue all by itself"

You freeze as the security camera focuses on you, standing there, you wave awkwardly and the camera starts moving side to side abruptly before freezing,  like the person behind it moved away from it.

"Well, either he fainted or he is coming right away!"

The seller says in a cheerful voice as he goes to cover the camera lense again with a strip of tape. A couple of minutes pass before you hear the screeching stop of a car parking in front of the shop hurriedly, soon followed by a panting man who barges inside like his life depended on it.

“I’m here! I'm here!!” 

He says almost tripping on his own feet as he shoves in your face a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

"Oh, those are my favorites! Thank you"

"I-I know, don't worry, I made sure to do a quick background check on your medical history so I don't trigger any allergies, I promise I will gather more information tonight! Don't worry"

-`♡´- The seller -`♡´

"I already told you, I'm not a yandere"

"How did you know I don't go out?"

"You're practically chronically online! It's just a lucky guess"

"My screen time is something even weirder for you to know!"

"..."

"..."

"... don't tell management"

[Clarification: yes, the seller’s is shorter, that's because as far as we can tell, he's most likely to win first place in the survey so we are saving up most of his character and interactions for his main post (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ - the twins] 

-`♡´- …owner? -`♡´

…???

"Oh, that's an interesting turn of events, so many options yet the button you press is not even part of the survey..? How experimental”

The owner let out a rich laugh as he spoke his usual nonsense to catch your attention through the speakers of the shop.

"Ah yes, 'nonsense'. What a disappointing excuse.."

The owner argued with himself under his breath before he sights.

"Want something to drink?"

*Ejem* little clarification (it's the third one now in this post, get a grip. - tea to himself), characters that aren't in this survey have already been requested in asks or comments or, well, won the first survey. we haven't forgotten about them, we are already working on their posts 💚 - tea

Don't forget! If you like something specific, you can ask freely! As I said before, we love interactions! (Attentions seekers? More like validation seekers lol) - coffee

sorry for any misspellings or weird sentence structure ❣

Divider by tea ✌️ (i know I'm amazing/j)

[blueninjablade3]

Blueninjablade3’s Masterlist (So far)

Frollo

Affection Headcanons

Yandere Alphabet

How he reacts to you off handily calling him your husband

How they are with their S/O on their period

Frollo with a Badass Women

How Disney villain men react to you being jealous of someone close to them

Jafar

Affection Headcanons

Yandere Alphabet

How Jafar deals with his S/O being sad

How he reacts to you offhandedly calling him your husband

How they are with their S/O on their period

How Disney villain men react to you being jealous of someone close to them

Hades

Why don’t you trust me (angst) That’s part one -> click here for two

Yandere Alphabet

How he reacts to you off handily calling him your husband

How they are with their S/O on their period

How Disney villain men react to you being jealous of someone close to them

Hook

Affection Headcanons

Yandere Alphabet

How he reacts to you off handily calling him your husband

Romantic headcanons

How they are with their S/O on their period

How Disney villain men react to you being jealous of someone close to them

Basil Of Baker St

Yandere Headcanons

Basil of Baker St wedding/ proposal headcanons

How they are with their S/O on their period

Ratigan

How he reacts to you off handily calling him your husband

How they are with their S/O on their period

How Disney villain men react to you being jealous of someone close to them

Clayton

How he reacts to you off handily calling him your husband

How they are with their S/O on their period

How Disney villain men react to you being jealous of someone close to them

McLeach

How they are with their S/O on their period

Alameda Slim

How they are with their S/O on their period

[shinjisdone]

TWST and what I think their Yandere types are

Excempt are the teachers + Grim + Orhto + Trey CUZ HE THE MOST NORMAL DUDE IN NRC I LITERALLY DID NOT KNOW WHERE TO PUT HIM

[umbrella-show]

https://www.tumblr.com/umbrella-show/766905601979727872/httpswwwtumblrcomumbrella-show76562826466233?source=share

Ooooooooh I love it! Great now i wanna send this in as a genuine request of your requests are open...y/n can be timid or not depending on what you wanna do but still want twist where y/n was only crowned ruler so there is an excuse for y/n to stay in the castle and be cared for/watched over by all the cookies...like to expand and explain more...cookies claimed y/n is their ruler when in reality, the cookies are the ones making up laws/creating rules, doing all the stuff rulers do and y/n's job is just to sit there with their little crown, that the cookies made sure was very comfy for y/n, and accept affection and attention from the cookies lmao!

(Also now I can't help but imagine in a funny scenario like this...to give an example of what I had in mind lol...

Some bad guy cookie...maybe DE or shadow milk...will call em bad cookie as place holder:

Bad cookie: MWAHAHAHAHA!

*all the cookies panic!*

Gingerbrave: OH NO! IT'S (insert name!)

Bad cookie: IM HERE TO TAKE OVER THE KINGDOM-

*cookies still panic...some readying to fight and others running for their lives and others just having zero clue what to do!*

Bad cookie: -AND TAKE Y/N FOR MYSELF!

*Suddenly, all the cookies froze...and slowly turn to the bad cookie, all going dead quiet. The kingdom became so quiet, you could hear a pin drop.*

Bad cookie: what the-?

*suddenly, all the cookies whip out various weapons...either their signature weapons or torches and pitchforks.*

Gingerbrave: you messed up the moment y/n's name left your mouth....CHARGE!

*all the cookies of the kingdom absolutely SWARM the bad cookie.*

Bad cookie, not expecting all the cookies to share a braincell: SON OF A- OH DEAR WITCHES! AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

*Bad cookie screams in terror as they are now in the middle of a giant horde of angry cookies.*

Meanwhile...

Y/n: *was gaming...suddenly heard a little noise.* what was that?

Strawberry, who was sent to y/n earlier to distract them from the chaos outside: that was probably just the wind...say, how about we do this level next?)

And late reply is ok! I know life gets busy sometimes lol!

Kay i love this idea it made me laugh a little-

Have a short fic!

As you placed down another card on the table from your deck, you couldn't help but wonder. Is this all a ruler does? All the stories you’ve read about kings and queens usually had them attend to important affairs or run their kingdom. After becoming a ruler yourself, you found out that there wasn’t much you needed to do in the first place. All you really did was sit there and look pretty. Your friends, the Ancient cookies, who ruled their own kingdom, did more than you. They were more involved with actually running their kingdom. And you did practically nothing.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when Pure Vanilla cookie said it was your turn again. Looking up at him, you saw him smiling at you with his deck of cards in his hands. He had an excellent poker face when it came to these sorts of games, you had learned. He always kept a gentle smile no matter what. You didn’t know whether it was an intimidation tactic or because he genuinely enjoyed playing these types of games.

You placed a card from your deck down on the table and took a few seconds to glance out of the window right in front of both you and Pure Vanilla cookie. It was a beautiful day. The vibrant blue sky, clear of any clouds, caused the sunlight to shine onto you and Pure Vanilla cookies from the window. You could hear birds chirping and leaves gently rustling from the light breeze.

As Pure Vanilla cookie had just placed down his card a sound made you perk up. It was quiet at first, but it grew louder as the source seemed to come closer to where you were. It almost sounded like..screaming? You looked out the window, searching for the noise. You were worried and confused. Was everything okay? Did something happen? Were people in danger? It wasn’t long until you saw what was happening.

Licorice cookie, with Bat-Cat and Choco Werehound Brute close behind, were all screaming and running from something. They just ran by, screaming their lungs out. A horde of cookies followed, yelling and brandishing their weapons. As they chased, you noticed and recognized them as almost all of the cookies in your kingdom, with Gingerbrave and his friends leading the charge. Heck, even some of the children such as Pancake and Cherry cookie were trailing along in the very back, but were determined to catch up.

As the horde passed, you could only sit in a state of shock with Pure Vanilla cookie, looking out the window with raised eyebrows while you attempted to process what you had just seen.

“Oh my. Seems as if that cookie caused quite the stir.”

Pure Vanilla said after a few seconds of stunned silence from the sight both he and you had just witnessed. However, his voice was as soft and tranquil as it always was.

“Well, Gingerbrave and the rest seem to have the situation under control.”

Pure Vanilla cookie then placed down a new card on the table, smiling at you with closed eyes as if nothing happened.

“Why don’t we continue from where we left off.”

BONUS

Licorice cookie scowled, muttering complaints as he brushed the leaves off of his robes. Bat-Cat and Choco Werehound Brute followed him, looking shaken up from their previous experience. Licorice cookie and his companions had narrowly escaped the insane cookies' anger. They had ran into the nearby forest on the outskirts of the kingdom, losing the horde in the trees. Now, they all trudged, defeated and shaken, back to the castle. Dark Enchantress cookie won’t be pleased, and Licorice was sure Pomegranate cookie would rub his loss in his face once he got back. The thought made him grip his bone scythe tighter in anger.

He may have failed to indoctrinate you into the Cookies of Darkness this time, but he promised he would get to you before Pomegranate cookie.

[lovesickbaker]

I would do anything; I would give anything and everything; I would watch the world go up in flames; I would bleed for the pleasure of calling you my husband.

[kokofromwattpad]

ALL BECAUSE OF MACARONS

Featuring: Sateriasis Venomania (Gakupo)

Plot: Duke Venomania was slowly but surely building his harem filled with beautiful women from across the land. Although, he will forever has his heart set on the person who saved him with just their voice and a few macarons.

Cw: yandere! Duke Venomania! Gakupo, gn! Reader, yandere themes, baker!reader

A/N: Gakupo holds my heart and soul I swear on god

This story begins a long, long time before the main plot had even decided to take place.

In a small village, deep within the mountains, was a young boy. He wasn't very liked by the other children in the village. He was pushed and shoved all the time. His purple hair was pulled and tugged all day and his deformed face was smacked and punched. From sunrise to sunset he was hated.

It went down hill when his close and only friend rejected his feelings towards him. It was all because of his deformed face. That was the only reason that he was hated and scorned upon.

He walked along the gravel roads after breaking free from the cellar his father kept him locked in for all of his short life.

He walked past a bakery, where there was a faint light coming from the kitchen within the little building. He opened the door and a bell rang, signaling his entrance.

A short child around his age came out from the illuminated room and came to greet him.

The small boy's eyes twinkled with adoration at his peer's face. They seemed really nice.

"Is there something you need help with?" the child lightly asked the boy.

The other child's voice sounded so nice. It sounded like sweet honey spread over the sweetest flowers. And it seemed that they did not mind how ugly and deformed his face was.

Immediately, the little boy was enamored with this person.

"I- uh- don't have a-any money-y" the little boy stuttered out.

"Oh! Alright then, but would you like to have something to eat though?" the pickney queried.

The boy nodded his head vigorously. The other child grabbed the young boy's hand and dragged him to the attached kitchen.

The boy, Cherubim as the other child learned, stood in the corner of the kitchen as the other one pulled a hot tray out of the wood burn oven.

Small pink macarons sat in lines on the tray as the boy's peer swung a thin cloth back and forth over the desserts to cool them quicker.

After about five minutes of swinging the cloth, the kid scraped a row of five macarons into a small brown bag and handed it to Cherubim.

"Here you go! I hope you like them." the youth exclaimed happily.

The purple haired boy flushed a deep red. He smiled shyly at your words. He hugged the bag of macarons to his flat chest and ran out of the bakery and into the night.

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Those events happened many years ago. The baker child grew up to be a fine adult who ran their inherited bakery with ease.

The adult received a thin letter one day as he was getting ready to open up the bakery. It was just an order for a cake that someone wanted delivered.

After the adult finished putting their employees to work, he went straight to work for order he was given.

The cake was a simple chocolate drip cake with blood red strawberries chopped over the top.

The human gently placed the cake into a box and ordered one of his employees to keep everything in order while they were away.

The baker held the cake box as they looked over the letter to see where the cake need to be delivered. It was a place dubbed 'the Venomania manor'.

The baker had heard of the rumor surrounding the manor for a while now. Rumors about how beautiful women will go in the manor and never come out. Luckily, since the adult did not dub themself as beautiful nor ugly, they did not have any fear about having to go that manor at all.

The trail that lead up to the Venomania's home was difficult to say the least. There was several times when they thought that they would trip and accidently squash the cake from their weight.

When the tall manor slowly started to creep in the baker's field of vision, they took several heavy breaths before they paced to the front door.

They tightly wrapped their fingers around the golden knocker and slammed it three times against the wooden door. The sound of metal slamming against wood echoed through the baker's ears for a good minute.

When they released the knocker from their grip, the door slowly creaked open by itself. The adult poked their head threw the crack in the doorway and saw almost no one.

They passed the box to their other hand and opened the door wider to let themselves in.

Their was a sweet smell in the air. The adult had almost no idea where it was coming from. They had an undeniable urge to follow the smell to it's source, feeling like if they do, good things shall happen.

The baker followed the smell to a another large door. They opened the door, only to be met with the back of seemingly rich man.

"Uh...hello?" the adult squeaked out.

The man's attention head was flicked upward, and he turned his entire body in the baker's direction.

He was a beautiful man. Long purple hair tied in ponytail. He had matching purple eyes which seemed to sparkle in the chandelier light.

The man's expression went from surprised to ecstatic. He speedily ran to the baker and pulled them deeper into the room. The duke lifted the box out their hand and held it above their head.

"Are you the owner of this manor?" questioned the baker to the taller man.

The duke smiled down on them and said in his velvety voice, "Of course I am dear. I suppose you are the baker I ordered this cake from?"

"Indeed..."

The baker felt uncomfortable in the man's presence. They felt the abrupt need to run for their life, but just can't seem to move their legs.

"Would you like to stay for a while and have a slice of cake?" questioned the duke happily.

As if their voice activated by themself and as if their mouth moved by themself, the baker answered, "Only if it is for a short while..."

The man's face spilt into a wide and happy grin. He wrapped his arm around their shoulder as he walked with them to the dining hall.

The pair walked down several flights of stairs until they were met with a woman.

She was a cute one. With green hair tied up in two separate ponytails that curled at the edge. She was wearing a skimpy pink dress with black lace adorning the edges.

"Mikulia, be a doll and cut us two slices of this cake for us." gently ordered the duke.

The girl smiled brightly as took the cake and ran off, leaving you and the man alone by yoursleves.

"Who was that?" asked the baker.

"That was one of my wives." he replied.

"Wives? As in plural?"

"Indeed."

And with that, the baker felt instantly uncomfortable.

Duke could tell how they were feeling about the matter to which he told the baker that all of his wives were aware of each other and are comfortable with it.

The two entered a large, extravagant dining room. There were other women, supposedly the duke's other wives, who were conversing with each other, but when they noticed that their husband had walked in, they all turned in adoration towards him.

The man lead the other adult to the end of the long dining table, where he sat at the end and with you on his left side. The woman from earlier came back with the cake you made on two small plates and placed them in front you and the man.

The woman then stood next to her husband, as if waiting for his command. The duke patted his thigh, and with glee, the woman sat herself on the duke's lap. She wrap her lender arms around his neck as the baker started to place small bits of the cake into their mouth.

"I don't think you have told me your name yet dear." noted the duke while he started to eat his slice of cake.

"My name is {Y/N}{L/N}..." the baker replied quietly.

The man nodded his head at their words.

"My name is Sateriasis Venomania. But I am better known as Duke Venomania.

Although, you know me as Cherubim." he proudly announced.

It then struck the baker like a bullet to the head. The little deformed boy that they gave free macarons so many years ago, was now all grown up and has a harem full of beautiful women.

The adult would sometimes wonder what happened to the boy that they fed. Did he die? Did he make a life for himself? These questions ran through their mind for a while after the two of them had departed ways.

"Well... it is lovely to see that you have survived this long." the baker commented.

The duke chuckled at their humor. Of course he would. Since the moment the baker opened their mouth and spoke such kind words to him, he was completely obsessed. He wanted to make himself someone worthy of being in their presence.

"I... wanted to repay you for those macarons you made me." Sateriasis explains as he gently pushes his wife off of his lap.

"How so...?" nervously asked the baker, their instincts starting to spike.

"I was hoping..." the duke starts as he stands up to stand by their side.

Steadily, the duke pulls a small velvet box from the right pocket of his purple tailcoat. All of the women in the room gasped at their husband's motions.

The duke bends down and gets down on one knee by the bakers side. He opened the small box to reveal a large jeweled ring. There was a jewel for every color.

"Please, let me make you mine. You deserve everything this world has to offer. Ever since I saw you come out of your family bakery's kitchen, I knew that I wanted to be with you for the rest of my life." the duke preached with a determined look painted on his face.

The baker panicked. They jumped up from their seat and ran for the door.

"NO! COME BACK!" screamed the duke, desperation embedded into his voice.

One his wives tackled the baker to the ground before they could make it to the door in time. Sateriasis got up from his knee and hurried over to their side, where he then peeled his wife off of their shacking body.

"Don't worry dear, you will learn to love me and my home with all your heart, just like me."

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[vanillainterlude]

can someone please direct me to any strictly 18+ multifandom (or solely jjk or tokrev) anime men x reader ns//fw discord servers or networks for writers accepting new people??? must be okay with dark/yandere content.

[midnightlee25]

Random Yandere Headcanons: Character headcanons: Basil of Baker Street

He calms he knows everything about his darling and in truth he isn’t far off. 

He makes up excuses to spend time with them or for them to stay away from some. 

He does show off just how much he knows and will often insist that his darling comes to him if they have any problems. 

He always seems to have just what they need now no matter what it is. Ex something as simple as a writing tool or if they needed something new like a pair of shoes they had been eyeing. 

He has a habit of one-upping others when it comes to his darling. His gift is what his darling wanted exactly for example. 

He will trick whoever he needs for someone to stay away from his darling. He doesn't want his hands getting dirty so using tricks is his next best chance. 

[thelovesickbakery]

Your answer was far more than I expected, thank you very much. Not only you have a fairly wide variety of interests, but fittingly, you are actually a baker.

Since we have some common interests I would like to be more specific this time, if that's alright with you. Do you like history in general? Do you have a preference for a certain place or period? What kind of music do you usually listen to?

So you both read and write... That explains why your posts feel so properly written and are so nice to read. What literary genres do you like?

While I have more questions, I will reserve them for a further ocassion not to tire you out.

Again, have a good one, Dear Baker.

-🍃

Oh, it seems the wind has brought such a precious leaf to my door again. What a sweet delight, for I was most expecting you. I suppose one could say my own curiosity has been provoked, amidst our circumstances.

It's a relief to know my answer served its purpose, that's all I could hope for. However, I must say, and assure, that there's nothing to be thankful for, as it was a pleasure of mine to indulge in those writings and questions of yours. Yes, it has transformed into something of a hobby relatively recently (no more than a year ago now, would be a personal guess). I would adore to make a good baker out of myself, but all things considered, I still have much to learn.

I suppose it could be said that I embrace a taste for history in general, since my own desire for knowledge and unraveling takes on the most different of tones. Even so, one is allowed preferences and disinterests. I will restrain myself and avoid a chatter which will, most certainly, construct tangents in its lines, by taking a simpler approach to my response. As one would imagine fitting, I walk through obsessions, so difficulty presents itself when searching to express a preference which would not be everchanging. More recently, I've been somewhat more fixated on Japanese history, thinking mainly about the Sengoku period. Before this, I was rather deep into the time of the French Revolution. Concerning music, I'm afraid it's a mess in every sense. Usually, I find myself listening to playlists that my friends recommend to me, which are either a chaotic mix of a variety of music genres or bearers of extremely specific titles for an equally extremely specific selection of songs. If I had to say, I believe that what I listen to tends towards melancholy, more often than not. Still, I've had Alec Benjamin's If I Killed Someone For You on repeat for a day or two now.

Well, I am most grateful for the kindness of those words. It’s not common for me to get too attached to literary genres; as long as the synopsis seems interesting, it's good enough for me. Still, looking at my books now and thinking about it, I don't think I have many romantic stories in my collection; in comparison, many are thrillers and/or mysteries.

I'll be looking forward to it.

Now, thinking about satisfying this curiosity of mine… Would you be a doll and tell me about that which sparks interest within you? It's only natural that I would also search for an answer concerning the things you like—if I may, of course.

May this day/night deliver wonderful experiences and feelings to this heart of yours.

[strwbrymlkshake]

[coffee-and-tea-time]

🂠 ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ 🂠 Tea party menu🂠 ♠ ♥ ♦ ♣ 🂠

Coffee speaking! Tea speaking! Twins speaking!

We have a various kinds of tea, chai latte is my personal favorite tho

Come on Dear, take a sit with us in this tea party! If you rather coffee, of course we have!

We have a lot of little treats to share with you as well!

Maybe is someone's happy not-birthday? oh, its our not-birthday too!

So, tell us, what do you wish to have?

🍅 Fruit salad:

INTRO POST

🍋 Lemon:

edit! Not really bullys

human! Lemon + silly edit

wish I was your safe space

🍓 Strawberry:

edit! Not really bullys

🍈 Melon:

Sweet sweet rain

🍏 Green Apple:

edit! Not really bullys

🍍 Pineapple:

edit! Interruption

better that sleeping pills

➤ keep pretending

➤ Say something

do you notice?

human! Pin

🫀Lovesick!:

You need a proper care, Dear (Lovesick! Doctor)

Can't you stay longer? (Lovesick! Patient x Reader.)

💐 Hanahaki killer:

Imagine if hanahaki isn't a sickness but a serial killer

❄️ Backrooms:

liminal space single daddy introduction post

🏪 The yandere shop:

welcome to the shop! What are you looking for?

Sneak peek of the first encounters

Out of the menu, still the choice (the seller post)

You choose... me? (Grier post)

🎪 Circus:

Why being a side character when you can have the spotlight?

✨ Specials

Halloween special 🎃 (2024)

Oh, and if you don't find that little something you're searching for...

You can always sit and ask/sugest us, dont be shy, Dear. Although we express differently, we share our only braincell.

So come sit with us and enjoy this little tea party we prepared for you, with all the sweets and the sours too!

Ah, last but not least, english isn't our first language, probably you all will find weird things in my posts lol, y si prefieren leer algo en español, también pueden pedirnos usarlo si hacen un ask, acá está el intro post en español.

Our beloved neighbors that come to celebrate their not birthday with us! (anon list):

🧸 anon

🍰 anon

🥞anon

Do you also want to celebrate your not birthday? Of course, come with us, my brother makes the best brownie ever, you should try it!