#yandere fma

[animeyanderelover]

hello! happy holidays to you, hope your new year turns out well!

firstly, id like to request more yanderes of your choice, maybe the newer fandoms, with that prompt i suggested long ago, about darling distancing themselves to plan on how to confess to yanderes.

and then for my last request, id like to request random yanderes of your choice again, with the happy death day prompt

i just like giving you room to write what you want so yea, I'm glad with anything

Thanks so much!

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, death, paranoia, stalking, abduction, isolation, suicidal thoughts

Happy Death Day

Shinmon Benimaru

❤️‍🔥​There are no words in the dictionary that could even begin to describe the pain he's going through as his red eyes can't tear themselves away from your burnt corpse, the sickening smell of burnt flesh invading his nostrils as his stomach is contracting, pushing his lunch slowly up until Benimaru feels a sour taste pushing at the back of his throat. He's dizzy and feels nauseous, hears his own heartbeat drumming agonizingly fast against his chest as the sound drowns out everything else around him. He doesn't notice how Konro gently puts a hand on his shoulder, how the twins start weeping when seeing your corpse or how the citzens of Asakusa form a crowd, shocked and sad as all of them knew that you were Benimaru's partner. Eventually the man stumbles back, seemingly in a trance as he makes his way past a worried Konro and all citizens, the image of your burnt body forever engraved into his brain, a testament to his failure. There's a slight sway to his steps, his legs feeling weak and fragile just like the rest of him. He barely makes it past a few houses before he stops and has to support himself, a numbing feeling taking over.

❤️‍🔥​You wake up with a startle from your horrific dream, your clothes sticking to your skin due to the sweat. There's a heavy weight surrounding you and it takes you a moment to realize that this weight is physical and not the aftermath of your terrifying dream. It's in fact your lover who has somehow managed to curl himself around you, arms wrapped around your waist and legs entangled with your own. His hold is tight like one of a constrictor snake and his skin is noticably hot. You feel more sweat start to arise on your body and you do your best to turn around as good as you can, flinching again when you see his red eyes already looking at you. For a while you just look at him and hope he'll understand what you want, when he instead just cuddles you even closer and puts his head in the crook of your neck, you realize he doesn't have any intentions to let you go in the foreseeable future. You have to slap his arm in the end and tell him that you want him to ease his hold and let you go so that you can go to the bathroom. He pounders over your wish for a while before he hesitantly lets you go. When you return from the bathroom, Benimaru is sitting, waiting for you.

❤️‍🔥​Now, you know that Benimaru has his clingy moments with you but something is just off with him today. He persistently follows you around the moment morning arrives and you stand up, laboriously that is as you have to fight his arms off. You feel like he's a little duckling, a muscular and very powerful duckling, but a clingy duckling nonetheless. It's almost slightly creepy as he hovers around you and doesn't allow you to leave his sight, he's even standing in front of the goddamn door leading to the bathroom as if fearing that something might happen. Obviously he doesn't mention it to you as he doesn't want you to worry but this nightmare has bothered him too much to act completely nonchalant. You don't see the reason to tell him about your nightmare either so both of you just attempt to go on with your daily routine as normal. Until both of you realize the familiar pattern in today and in the dream both of you had. Benimaru isn't necessarily superstitious but those are one too many similarities.

❤️‍🔥​Neither Konro nor the twins seem to know anything but what about you? Benimaru's eyes turn to you as he observes you to see if you perhaps know anything. Surely enough he sees cracks in your facade you try to put on as every little thing you remember from your dream puts your nerves more on edge. A confirmation for him, at the very latest when he doesn't pull his bluntless and asks you the same question that has been tormenting him since the earliest morning. Have you seen your own death today in your dreams? You can't hide the shock and silent fear on your face and the same silent horror resonates somewhere deep inside Benimaru's heart. But that's alright. This can be avoided if you simply stay at home today and don't go out. He hushes your protests quickly, not willing to hear any of them. Your life is far more important than any plans you could have had today. You find yourself feeling much more smothered with his presence even after the Infernal is taken care of as something inside Benimaru is slightly damaged. He's always known about dangers of Infernals but it's the first time that he's experienced the indescribable amount of pain of losing you because he wasn't fast enough.

Roy Mustang

​🔥​It is hard to put into words what's going on inside of Roy as he's informed about your death that happened during a terrible accident whilst he was working on some documents in his office. He just stares at whoever delivered the message to him for a good amount of time as the weight of those words take a while to penetrate his skin and sink in. When everything has finally settled, he suddenly stands abruptly up, his chair tumbling back and his hand banging onto the surface of the desk, sending a few documents flying as his gaze widens and his whole face twists into a horrified and frenzied mask. All his duties are forgotten as he storms out, ignores everyone who worriedly asks him what's wrong as he runs down the halls, headed to the scene where the accident happened. As soon as the location becomes visible to him, he's feeling nauseous. A carriage that lost a wheel went out of control and crashed into the pavement, hurting a couple of people. Riza accompanies him to the morgue later on for moral support as Roy is already shaking and breathing erratic. When he's shown your corpse, he instantly turns around, supports himself against the wall, sounds akin to a dying animal leaving his throat.

​🔥​Hot palms are clinging to you the moment you wake up from your all but pleasant dream, warm and troubled breath coming from next to you. When you turn around, you notice how Roy is visibly shaking next to you, feel his muscles tightening and trembling. When you touch his face, you feel beads of sweat covering his skin. He's having quite obviously a nightmare so you quickly start shaking him and calling his name quietly to wake him up. One of his hands grabs your wrist tightly as he's at first only half-awake, muttering something from it being your fault, whatever it might be. A few seconds later he snaps out of it though and realizes with shock what he's doing, quickly releases your wrist. Then he's shuffling closer to you, cradles your face gently in his hands and lets his eyes roam over you frantically as if in slight disbelief that you're even here. You're confused but don't say anything. Eventually Roy unwinds a bit, his body relaxing as he pulls you closer to him in a tight hold.

​🔥​Breakfast with him that morning is strange. As soon as you want to leave the room, he instantly questions you on where you plan to go and his eyes are a lot more on you than they normally are, carefully observing your every move as if afraid that something will happen to you otherwise. You know that he's had a nightmare and you assume that his behavior might be because of it but you did too and you're not acting like that. And you saw yourself dying after all. Even when you shortly go outside to retrieve the newspaper which is always delievered to your house by a kind boy, he wants to know what you're doing. You're already in the process of reading it when you return to the kitchen but you stop midway through the door frame, eyes glued to the contents of the paper. Instantly you catch Roy's attention who stands up from his chair and is next to your side with a few huge steps, questioning you worried what's wrong before his dark eyes also fly over tha article. His face loses all color in only a few seconds.

​🔥​Not because there are shocking news written on the paper, it's because everything written there is eerily familiar. He's read this very same newspaper before in his dream. On the day where you died. Roy is so much in shock and fear that it takes a few moments for him to notice but then it suddenly clicks and dark eyes slowly look at you, still transfixed on the newspaper with fear all over your face. Then you feel his intense gaze on you though and flinch, slowly and almost hesitantly meeting his eyes. You...why are you so scared? This isn't a secret you can keep away from him as he forces you to sit down and interrogates you almost, demanding you in a desperate tone to tell him the truth. You give in eventually and admit it to him and his face twists once again into an ugly mask of horror and paranoia. He's pacing back and forth in the kitchen for a while, distantly wondering about possibilities of having a prophetic dream or something similar to that before he abruptly stops and turns to you. You'll stay home. It isn't a request it's a demand he won't let you argue with, too consumed by his own paranoia of losing you. Roy becomes worse after that day, far more controlling and monopolizing.

Mizuki

​🐍​The scent of blood is overwhelming, the red liquid everywhere. It's staining the material of your clothes, your once beautifully bright eyes dull and empty and your mesmerizing and serene heartbeat forever silenced. Never again will he hear your gorgeous laughter or catch a glimpse of your mesmerizing smile. You might as well have just taken Mizuki with you to the afterlife as his heart dies together with the loss of you. The shikigami is a mess, covered in tears, snot and your blood as he sobs and cries with a loud and broken voice. He's forgotten how to breathe, his breath getting caught in his lungs, his chest moving rapidly and his vision blurry. His clothes and his white skin are stained with your blood as he clings to your dead body, desperately and uselessly hoping and begging to sense a heartbeat yet only terrifying silence engulfs the both of you. If you hear his wails in the distance, leave. Mizuki will attack and hurt everyone who dares to appraoch the two of you right now. He doesn't want to be alone, he can't do it alone! Oh...he knows! He'll just follow you! Yes! As soon as he's buried you somewhere around his shrine, he'll go with you! Your one and only loyal shikigami will go everywhere with you.

​🐍​The spirits in his shrine can only scurry away in horror as soon as Mizuki awakes from his slumber, livid, confused and above everything else in unbelievable pain. It's pulsing through his veins, it squeezes all air out of his lungs and claws at his heart to the point where he clutches his chest in pain. Green eyes are darting back and forth, glowing maliciously, his pupils mere slits. He's gazing at his hands and his outfit, as clean as ever with not even the slightest drop of blood on them. Mizuki knows better though than to brush it off, it's a feeling he has deep inside his bones and soul. This dream meant something, showed him something that will happen. Paranoia poisons his mind and heart quickly and in the next moment he's rushing outside the shrine, hissing at the spirits of the place to quickly finish the room he's been preparing for your arrival for a while now. It isn't finished yet but that's alright, he'll do it soon. First he has to retrieve you.

​🐍​You're largely minding your own business on that day, although that terrifying nightmare of yours is still haunting you. You've never had a dream as detailed and gory as this but you do your best to ignore it. You're not superstitious and do your best to be as stubborn as you can be to remain oblivious to every single similarity you notice to the nightmare you had. It can't be, it can't be, it can't be. A mandra you repeat as often as you can to convince yourself that nothing is wrong. Whilst you're on your way outside though, your attention is drawn to a white snake. You're slightly startled, take a few cautious steps back as it stares at you with it's eyes. You're unsure what it wants from you until you feel another one sliding up your leg. You shriek, try to pull it away only to notice with growing fear that even more snakes emerge from the bushes and inch closer to you. Within all of this you suddenly feel two hands wrapping themselves around you from behind, a voice whispering to you that everything will be fine.

​🐍​When you wake up, you're on a tatami mat and wrapped up in a cozy blanket. You're slightly confused of where you are before the image of white scales and green eyes return to you, the purr of a sickenly sweet voice before you passed out. When you abruptly sit up as it dawns on you that you've been abducted, you feel a sudden weight clinging to your form. As soon as you look down, you're met with white hair and piercing green eyes looking with an excited shimmer at you. Before you can scream, run away, do anything this man, the same one who abducted you, sits up with a thrilled and lovesick smile on his face. He's welcoming you in your new home, apologizes for the sudden events and promises you to get all your stuff as quickly as possible and to finish decorating the room to your liking soon. He's disturbingly indifferent about the fact that he kidnapped you. You manage to stutter out who he is and why you're here, a question that seems to trigger him somehow as you feel how he heaves himself up your body, closer and tighter, until his head is resting on the spot where he can feel your heartbeat. There were some dangers...but don't concern yourself about it. Your shikigami has already taken care of it.

Vanitas

🌙​The usually smug and flirtatious man is gone in an instant when he finds your dead body, another casualty in an attack of another curse-bearer. He only finds out after having saved them though, if he would have known beforehand he might have just refused to cure them. Blue eyes are filled with pure hatred and Noél fears that he might just attack the vampire he just saved, he certainly looks like it. His whole body is trembling, his breath is erratic and there is a frenzied look on his face akin to one of a murderer. Hatred is always the least painful emotion, the one which offers distraction from the pain and it oozes out of his entire being in that moment. This short freedom of pain and reality, of only hatred, lasts only a few moments though before it all collapses and reveals the broken man Vanitas has always been, only to be shattered even more. He kneels down next to the body of yours, takes you softly in his arms and bites down onto his lip until he tastes blood, trying his best to not cry. Nothing is gained though as salty tears fall from his eyelashes and silent sobs start wrecking his body as he starts gently rocking back and forth, clutching you tightly to his chest. You aren't supposed to leave him! Not like this!

🌙​As soon as he wakes, the world is spinning. Hot and cold shivers go down his spine, he feels beads of sweat dropping down his temple and his heartbeat goes frenzy inside his chest. He clutches his clothes resting right above his racing heartbeat, finds himself struggling to take a simple breath as his chest feels heavy. Everything feels wrong, everything feels scary and subconsciously as he isn't able to focus properly, one of his shaky hands makes his way over to you until it feels your warm body with his fingertips. Safe and sound, asleep right next to him. A sweet yet stinging sweetness that has his heart swelling as a wave of dolorous relief takes a hold of the man and he feels hot tears dripping down his face, muffled sobs escaping his lips as he does his best to not wake you up. He's too vulnerable, too helpless and ugly to allow you to let you see him right now, suffers all alone in silence until morning comes creeping around and you wake up.

🌙​You wake up to be greeted with the sight of a rarely vulnerable-looking Vanitas. He's asleep, appears to have snuggled deeper into the blanket as his head is resting close to your chest so that you're almost tempted to cradle his head. Eyelashes flutter open though to reveal magnificent blue eyes staring up to you and for a short moment you imagine to see a flash of pain and sorrow darkening them before they return to their normal sparkle, playful and willing to tease you. He can not under any circumstances let you know about his nightmare because he isn't a child anymore. He doesn't need to run to you as soon as he's had a nightmare to get your comfort. So he does his best to act as normal as he can, teases you to his heart's content. He's an waful lot more frightful though and terribly observing so neither the events of this day nor your own slowly changing mood are missed. He feels his lungs filling with paranoia when he draws the horrible conclusion.

🌙​Hands hold your face softly, a contrast to his fingertips digging into your cheeks as blue eyes have returned to the broken and maniac look you thought you'd only imagined before. You can't fully blame him though as you've recognized yourself what's going to happen today. You got in a bit of an argument with Vanitas about how to proceed though, leading you to this current position. You've never seen him so out of control, see the tears shimmering in his eyes and the tremors going through his body with the memory of the dream. He won't let it happen again though. You won't leave him all alone in this world. You, the only person around whom he doesn't hate himself as much as he normally does. You're scared of this Vanitas though as he's far too unpredictable, muttering more to himself than to you that he wil be prepared this time. The man has lost it, the realization that the day is merely about to repeat itself has broken him as he vows to go against destiny to ensure that you live. He'll go against your own wishes as well as you're clearly less concerned than he is. Can't you listen to him just this once?! Careful now or you might end up in chains, Vanitas is certainly unhinged enough now

[helpfandom]

Platonic yandere envy and fox Chimera child reader

are you the same person who request Scar and others??

Taglist [let me know if you want to join! <3]: @yanderefangirl

He/They pronouns, however, Envy is referred to as 'Brother'.

TW: Babying, Infanitilization

For a Chimera! [Reader], they would have to be something like a failed experiment of Father, or perhaps after he made the seven sins, he tried to make more, but could not.

Either way, you would have to know him.

To him, you're just a little baby! Just a lil' guy. They just love how small you are compared to him, [He made himself taller to be bigger than you], how you only spend time with him, [They makes everyone he can avoid you], but somehow you want to spend time with someone else? How could this be?

He would hate that you aren't attached to him like he's attached to you. To you, this is a brother who can transform into animals [typically foxes for you], and you like to play with him but want your own space. But to them? This is a crime, a travesty of the highest regard. So he would obviously fake something so that you would get into trouble by Father, who can catch on, but Father doesn't mind if it means Envy is a little more obedient. So they would make a deal with Father to be more obedient, putting all of his effort into whatever he [Father] wants, so that you suddenly get avoided by everyone who you love, except for him. <3 How could they all betray you? Well don't worry! Big Brother's here to help you feel better!

Envy would likely either make a deal with Father, or take matters into his own hands, although Lust or Wrath, maybe even Pride might find out about that and put an end to it, they like you too after all!

Pride would be Envy's biggest obstacle, since he has to act like a child all the time, he wouldn't mind putting on that persona near [you], which then you need to spend time with Pride, not Envy. It causes a rift between the two, furthering their dislike for the other.

Anyway. His overall feel for a chimera! Reader would be that he wants to be the only other sibling that you depend on, going as far as making a deal with the other sins and perhaps even Father.

Once they have the place to take you home, he's ushering you around, claiming you can't make it without him, embarrassing you to the point where you no longer want to try and go out to see the humans.

They treat you like a baby since you're not one of the main sins, and uses his infantilization of you to make it so you never want to leave Big Brother!

[wood-remains]

[rocksinmuffin]

Yandere FMA Envy? Whatever concept you feel like.

You look so confident in your own skin. So happy. Always going about with this big stupid grin on your face.

Envy hates it so much that it’s all he can think about for hours even after you’re gone. It’s all he can see when he closes his eyes; soft lips and big teeth and crinkled skin around your eyes that are always directed at someone other than him. He hates it. Hates you.

It never looks right when he tries to do it. When he feels his skin melt and bones shift until it’s your face staring back at him into the mirror. His face now. The closest he can get to having you. To feel what it must be like to be you.

Envy stretches your mouth and flashes your teeth but it looks all wrong. When he bares your teeth it looks like an angry animal threat. He can’t get the skin to crinkle around your eyes in just the right way. He practices in front of the mirror for hours. If he gets it right maybe he can feel what you feel. Maybe he can be happy like you.

It’s never right and he never feels anything but irritated. He can see that stupid smile so clear in his mind so why can’t he replicate it? Frustrated, he brings his fist to mirror, shattering your image and staining the broken fragments of your face with his blood.

It’s fine, he thinks, fingers curling as he pulls his bloody knuckles away from the mirror’s surface. He doesn’t need your smile. Doesn’t even want it. He just doesn’t want anyone else to ever get to see it.

And that, he thinks with a smile too sharp and wicked for your features, is something that is within his power to do.

[alwaysforevermaybenever]

YANDERE WHATOBER: 2023

A collection of ficlets everyday for the month of october because even i have no idea what i'm doing (see what i did there)

there's fluff, there's angst, there's questionable sussy baka moments, there's (badly written) gore and there's things that'll make you stop for a moment and question my mental stability that's what my therapist does too

1.10: he babey 2.10: slipper floatin' down a river 3.10: don't forget 4.10: yeah we're enemies but he's the only one for me

[quinloki]

Birthday Request Event v2024

Alright let's start off with the primary points:

1 - You do NOT have to give to get.

2 - You do not have to get to give.

3 - Read everything, there's quite a few moving parts =D

Things You Can Do During This Event:

1 - Request a story from me (see the end of the post for the format!)

2 - You can give me a gift! (see "Gifting Quin" below!)

3 - Reblog this post to be entered into a raffle!

Details below the cut!

Raffle Prizes!

-:- 1,000 words of anything you want (within reason) - can be a one-shot, can be a demand for a specific title (make me work on that title you've been dying to read more of). Just has to be One Piece related.

-:- OC Cameo - I'll plunk your OC/self-insert into a story (that is not the Host Club AU ^^; )

-:- I'll draw something for you \o/ I'm not great, but hey, free art xD

Gifting Quin!

❤️ - Pin 5$ to my shirt - it's a local-ish birthday tradition.

❤️ - Share one of my stories and leave a comment \o/ You can do this whenever, but it really makes my day, so have at!

❤️ - Gift me a story, or some art 😳🥰

Ideas (please do NOT send me saucy stuff on anon or if you're under 18):

1 - Draw a scene from any of the stories you've liked! 2 - Draw Quill - by themself, or with you and/or your OC, or a One Piece character \o/ Quill can be a boy, girl, or whatever mix tickles your fancy. Have fun =D 3 - Draw what you see when you think of "Reader" for any given story. 4 - Re-write a scene for a story =O How would you tell me that scene? 5 - Write me a one-shot using the prompts below 😇 6 - Free form a ficlet, drabble, head canon, series of bullet points with ANY anime character and either a "Reader" or Quill =3 Spread your wings beyond One Piece (Wind Breaker, YYH, FMA, MHA, Habin hotel, etc - go wild 🥰)

Feel free to ask me ANYTHING if you're unsure of something

Birthday Bash Requests \o/

Finally, the part you've all been waiting for XD

*** Anon Requests Will be SFW only ***

-:- Give me some reader vibes as applicable (gender/height vibes) -:- Give me a blorbo (or blorbos) - One Piece only please ❤️ -:- Pick something from each of the lists below and then submit your ask! (any items not specified in the ask will be my choice 😇 cause it's my birthday celebration XD )

Pick 1 Vibe: SFW SFW dark SFW Yandere Blorbo NSFW Consensual NSFW dubcon/dark NSFW Yandere Blorbo NSFW noncon Writer's Choice (please include squicks if you pick dark or dub/non con options)

Pick 1 AU: Canon Universe Mafia AU Fantasy AU Cowboy AU Government Mandated Marriage AU Soul Mates AU Modern AU Hallmark AU Mythical Creatures AU Vampire AU Coffee Shop AU A/B/O AU Monster AU (you can say what kind of monster you prefer) BDSM AU Host Club AU Grandline Metro AU (Quicksand, A Light Touch, Heart of Gold, Thrice Prophesized are set in this AU) Writer's Choice (spin that wheel!)

Pick 1 Prompt: Angst / Bad End Aphrodisiac - sex pollen, drugged food, struck by needle, devil fruit Bath/Shower/hotspring Body writing (icing, ink, blood, etc.) Caught in the Act Contractually Obligated Creature x Human Date / First date Dungeon Erotically charged fight Experienced w/virgin Forced Proximity - box, flight, cell, bondage, get-a-long shirt Friend’s hot older sibling Fuck or die Lazy morning sex Long-Term Established Relationship Only One Bed Outside Pliant When Horny Role-play Roughed Up Size Difference (I write this a lot, but I do love it.) Soft/Comfort Sugar daddy/mama The hat rule They were… coworkers/neighbors/etc. Trapped in a Room Trying Again (exes getting back together) Unresolved sexual tension Wounded Writer's Choice

***Requests will be accepted from 6/1 - 7/10 - and posted from 6/1 - 7/31***

Gifts are accepted from 6/1 until whenever \o/ Don't feel pressured to get them in by 7/20 🥰

[exhaslo]

Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

Alright, so this is actually more like a Kinktober/Inktober/Broketober masterlist because I will be switching between the 3. This will be updated daily...or whenever I get a second to update.

Day 1- Inktober (FMA drawing)

Day 2- Broketober (Reno FF7 plush)

Day 3- Broketober (Bellibolt Squish)

Day 4- Kinktober (Massage Therapist!Miguel)

Day 5- Broketober (Switch Game)

Day 6- Kinktober (Bully!Grimmjow x TeachersPet!Reader)

Day 7- Kinktober (Grimmjow x Reader- Shower Sex)

Day 8 - Inktober (Lion drawing. Hurricane/No Power)

Day 9- Broketober (Manga/Games. Hurricane/No Power)

Day 10- Inktober (Otter Drawing. Hurricane/No Power)

Day 11 -Inktober (Dragon Drawing. Hurricane/No Power)

Day 12- TBH (Hurricane/No Power)

Day 13 -TBH (Hurricane/No Power)

Day 14- TBH (Hurricane/No Power)

Day 15- Kinktober (Yandere!Miguel x Gamer!Reader Sneak Peak)

Day 16 - Kinktober (Over-Time Ch18)

Day 17 - Broketober (9 R.I.P Game)

Day 18 - Inktober (Work Pumpkin Contest)

Day 19 - Inktober (Work Pumpkin Contest)

Day 20

Day 21

Day 22 - Broketober (Manga)

Day 23- Kinktober (Miguel x F!Reader: Bondage)

Day 24 - Kinktober (Over-Time CH19 FIN)

Day 25- Broketober (Games and Manga)

Day 26- Kinktober (Zoro x F!Reader: Sex Pollen)

Day 27- Broketober (Pokemon cards)

Day 28

Day 29

Day 30- Broketober (Hatsune Miku figure)

Day 31- Kinktober (Slasher!Grimmjow x F!Reader)

[rayshippouuchiha]

I love fma botherhood but I've got to say fma 03 Al was way more intense if you've seen conqueror of shamballa you know what I mean ed being in a different World/dimension did not stop him from finding him Al also copied his look in a way because he missed him I feel like 03 has a lot of ideas people could use for fanfics like it's not even funny how many good concepts there were that could have been executed better there wasn't a point to this other than I think fma 03 Al was a platonic yandere

OH god yes 03 Al had even less chill and it was fantastic

[theunderneath]

Read a few pages

Walking over to one of the tables in the room, your gaze wandered over all of the papers. You felt a little overwhelmed by all of the papers.

Jumping as a loud thud rang out into the mostly quiet cabin. You quickly turned around and sighed just seeing a book that fell off the table.

Walking over to the book, you picked up the thick novel. It didn’t seem to have any title.

Running your fingertips over the leather cover you wrapped your fingers around it and turned. You watched as the book open revealing what looked to be an index for this house.

(Some of the links for the bigger fandoms couldn't fit all here, so just click on the name and it'll take you to its own master list)

Anime

One Piece

Golden Kamuy

Hetalia / 2p Hetalia

Bleach

Yandere Aizen with a chubby Darling (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere Ryuken Ishida headcanon (EDITED)

Yandere Kisuke Urahara Kisses (Headcanon / NSFW-y / EDITED)

Yandere Ichigo cuddling with his Darling (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere Kisuke Urahara headcanons (NSFW-y / EDITED)

Demon slayer

One punch man

Most likely to least likely to give their S/O an aphrodisiac (headcanon / Sweet mask, Fubuki, Garou / NSFW / EDITED)

Garou, Fubuki, and Zombieman Darling want to play the Pocky game (Headcanon / EDITED)

Haikyuu

Nanbaka

Hunter x Hunter

My Hero Academia

FMA/Fullmetal Alchemist

A conversation about Greed being a yandere

Jujutsu Kaisen

Toji with a sassy plus-sized Darling (Headcannon / EDITED)

Poly Yandere Gojo and Geto with an S-grade sorcerer reader (Headcannon / EDITED)

Ouran highschool host club

Dress Up Darling

The Apothecary Diaries

The Ancient Magus' Bride

JJBA / Jojo's Bizzare Adventures

Darling Dearest Fashion Art

Darling Dearest Expressions Art

Black Butler

Bucchigiri?!

TV

DC

Marvel

X-men

Yandere Erik Lehnsherr with a reader that has the same power as him? (One shot / EDITED)

Slashers/Horror movies

Games

Danganronpa

Overwatch

Yandere Hanzo headcanons (EDITED)

Resident Evil

Twisted Wonderland

Genshin Impact

Other media

SCP Foundation

Creepypasta

Yandere Masky x touched starved fem reader (Headcannon / EDITED)

Yandere Masky headcanons (EDITED)

Yandere Hoodie and Eyeless Jack headcanons (EDITED)

Others

Meme about blog and post 

Yandere meme (Guess I’ll die)

Do I do platonic yandere? 

Fanart of other people's OC (ONE, TWO, THREE)

Old OC art

Old creepy art (ONE, TWO)

Meme about SCP and my blog

100 follower special

Fanart of the white dear

Self-made art of another artist's rendition of this blog username

An artist rendition of this blog username (reblog)

Me simping over another OC called Fox (art)

Shit post Hearts Day (art)

Yandere short story

Lookism

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Manager Kim

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The index you hold in your hand closes. Your eyes feel heavy from how much reading you just did. There is not much to do now.

You could rest, maybe eat some food in the kitchen, but you have a suspicion if you leave the house and return at a later date. There might be more wonderful stories for you to read.

However, the choice is yours. You could mark this cabin on your map to return to or close the door on this chapter to continue on your journey unburdened.

The choice is yours.

[nimirel]

I have thoughts about Leander and need to share them.

First of all I think it's hilarious that we are all speculating about him. The devs knew what they were doing making his intro so cryptic, and I fell for it too so get ready.

We got that sweet combo of light eyes, dark circles and massive tit- a kind disposition with some twisted secret that lead us all down the possible yandere route. And while we see some suspiciously controlling/jealous/possessive streaks with him not letting anybody else treat the mc to drinks, forcing the mc to touch him when they hold back and saying negative things of the other LIs in his alone time, there is a post here already analysing how this might not be the case. I agree with them on the whole, he values freedom too much to go too far on that front.

So I'm going to include my humble theory to the mix. I think with Leander they can go for a really tragic story of a boy who grew up in the Lowtown, who saw all the horrors that lurk in the dark. He founded the Bloodhounds to help the people since the Senobium do nothing for those less fortunate. He wants to save everybody, but (according to Ais) he is only human after all. He is the only LI that does not have a monster background in his intro, it's just his shadow. However, we know that he is very powerful and has incredible abilities to yield magic without any incantation (this is giving strong FMA vibes). So, how does he do it? How could a regular mage encounter such power and why is he not with the erudite in the Senobium? I think, that he has to have made a pact or some sort of deal to achieve all this power at an incredibly high cost. If something feels too good to be true, it probably is... He is kind, he wants to help his people, and he has the power to do so. All free of charge, of course. There is no way he could have gotten all that power without giving something vital of himself away (again in true FMA fashion). We will have to find out what that is. We already know about his massive scar, how he likes to work hard, play harder and does not like to sleep. He is always drinking in his free time and having plenty of "escapades". It feels like he is trying to distract himself or forget about something that he cannot change and is inevitable. Ais says that Leander's resolve will be tested in this plane and the next, and I wonder if that could mean that he is reaching a turning point in which he has to decide between himself or the people. Or if he is too far gone and could forget his initial intentions.

Then again this could all be wrong :). I have only played with the Unnamed Origin, and as an oracle, the mc does not feel anything amiss when meeting Leander, while the oracle can feel a lot of stuff when meeting Vere, Ais or even Kuras (and don't get me started on that "nagging feeling" and "sense of familiarity" with kuras omg what if him or his power have something to do with the curse and that is why he is so guilty bdjnfioefjn). So he could simply be a Guy ™ that happens to be very powerful.

Then there is also how Vere talks about him. Vere straight up insults him and calls him slimy. I feel like we can trust Vere's sense of smell and he can really see through others’ intentions so I wonder if that is really how Leander truly is, although Vere doesn't really have anything nice to say about anybody (other that how big Ais is snfinrf). Could I just be another victim of Leander's charm and fail to see that he is a little evil gremlin ready to show how you don't need to be born a monster to be truly villainous? Possibly, but I don't mind I would just like to hold them him.

I feel like all the LIs do have a good heart or at least no real ill intent against the mc (looking at you Vere), but Leander is the only one that seems to openly claim that he is doing this out of the goodness of his heart. And that is terribly suspicious. Anyway, I still need to play with the other origins and see what else I can find. I would love to hear your opinions on this!!!

[ddarker-dreams]

Hi hi Lock, how are you doing? Welcome to the FMA family!

That last Scara fic... These two lines hit so hard.

"You’ll defile me and insist it’s worship. Bitterness might whet your palate, but you’ll never have your fill."

"Every form of you… every possible iteration, no matter how unsightly, beautiful, indifferent, or anything in between, I want it."

There's something about him facing the reality of the relationship and how inevitably twisted it will become and accepting it either way. That maddening self-awareness and acceptance is just *chef's kiss*

hello hello!!!! i always feel happy to see your cute pfp in my inbox 😌

i've been doing well this week, thank you for asking! i'm working on job applications which makes me lose my mind but at least i have my silly little stories to help stay sane. whew. and it's nice to see how passionate people are about FMA, i can see how its continued to resonate with people years after they've watched/read it. that's how you know it's something special.

the 'you'll defile me and insist it's worship' is actually my favorite line from the story, so i'm glad you like it too AAA 💖💖 because of scaramouche's obsession with the divine, i like to have him elevate his darling to that status. all the prose that can come about from that is an added bonus. it's a fun theme to work with.

i've vacillated over just how delusional yan scara would/wouldn't be... i think he might justify some of his actions at first, but would eventually acknowledge that his motivations are purely selfish in nature and kinda be at peace with it. since he's having a conversation with his subconscious here, this is the instant where that's happening. i can never decide if it's worse when the yandere deludes themselves into thinking what they're doing is for their darling's own good, or if they know it's detrimental for their darling and go ahead with their plans anyway hjrktm both are awful in their own unique ways...

thank you very much for your feedback!!

[animeyanderelover]

May I please request Prompts 14 and 20 for Envy? Given his/their (I don’t mean to misgender, but I don’t know what pronouns you use for Envy, so my apologies if I mess up) character, I feel like they would fit well.

I'm nearly finished with Yu Yu Hakusho!

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, manipulation, gaslighting, guilt-tripping, isolation, mentions of suicidal thoughts

Prompt 14 + 20

You couldn't stay in Central City anymore. It just wasn't the same anymore. Large portions of the city had been destroyed in the fight between the corrupt government and the East and Briggs forces, a lot of people's belief had been shattered when King Bradley had turned out to be a traitor. That all in itself had been shocking enough but you could have endured all those lies you had believed in this entire time. What had in the end broken you and your very core had been the death of your husband and the whispers and rumors that he had been part of the corrupt government. You had known your husband for many years, had fallen for him because of his ambition and his determination and had rejected and defended him even after his funeral in which you had bawled your eyes out.

He wasn't that sort of person! He couldn't have been that sort of person!

Yet the more you had considered it, the more scenarios had popped up in your head where you had caught him acting weird. When had he started behaving that way? Since a long while ago, you couldn't pinpoint when exactly it had happened though and your own denial was to blame for that. Discreet and distant had he become at one point, had rarely talked with you about his work anymore and there had been a few times where he had gotten mad at you when you had been too curious, had even raised his voice at you. Maybe you had been just too blinded by your own love to care to notice and dig a bit deeper, you had always listened to what he had told you only to tell yourself that everything was still fine between you two. Too delusional to notice that there had been a deep cut in your relationship.

Eventually you had sought out the one place that could give you answers to your questions and would confirm to you the truth. The work office of your husband. A place he had strictly prohibited you to enter since all of his important documents were in this room, something you weren't authorized to see. A place that had always spiked your curiosity yet at one point, as you only realized now, you had been too scared of what your husband would do if he would have ever caught you breaking his warning. Had you been scared that he would physically hurt you? Yes, now that you thought about it, you had been and that had opened your eyes even more to how toxic your marriage had become. What healthy marriage would include the fear of being hit and hurt from your spouse after all?

Your determination had shortly faltered when you stood in front of his office though, hand clenching the door knob as you became hyperaware that as soon as you would enter, there would be no turning back anymore. You would most likely find out the heart-breaking truth. Yet you had taken this step, unwilling to live a lie any longer and settle for a life with the constant fear in the pit of your stomach. You'd rather rip the bandage covering the wound away now before you could hurt yourself more.

His office had a lot of documents you couldn't properly read although you knew those were most likely circles used for Alchemy since your husband had been one. As hours passed by which you spent in his room, turning all drawers and sorted documents upside down, you had gotten the confirmation you had looked for. Letters between him and other high officers in the government, detailing the progress of the plan and the obstacles that had appeared, things your own husband had written that had deeply unnerved you as he had talked about genocide and the murder of innocent people and foreign words like Homunculus or Philosopher's Stone and other things you had never heard of before.

The biggest secret of his had been hidden in a locked drawer in his desk, one you had seen yourself forced to break open as you had been unable to find the key. A small packet, filled with weird and red stones which you had assumed to be the Philosopher's Stones mentioned in many of the letters. As you had stared at those red stones, you had finally accepted the truth deep inside your heart.

Your husband had been a traitor and had most likely taken into account that you could have lost your life too but had decided to sacrifice you for their grand plan. No pain, no stinging feeling of betrayal had rosen up inside of you though. Instead your heart had grown cold and numb from the shock all of a sudden as you took everything inside his office hinting at what a cruel man your ex-husband had been, threw it into the chimney and watched calmly how the flames licked at the stuff and erased all hints and traces of it. Only the red stones were kept as you had a feeling that they might be useful later on, not to mention that those stones seemed to hide secrets you wanted to know.

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It was the last day for you in Central City, tomorrow at this time you would be in a cozy cottage in the countryside and start a new life. The place you had chosen was a bit more isolated as you still saw yourself unable to live under people again after the shock of being shamed by some of your friends and family members due to the reveal that your husband had been corrupted. A part of you resented them for acting that way since you had known nothing about it, the other part hated yourself for exactly that reason. You had never noticed anything as you had submitted out of fear from him and the truth. Why had you been so weak?

"Eeek! It's so ugly!"

"Be careful! It might bite you!"

You were thrown out of your deep thoughts when you heard the giggling and loud squeals from a group of children. They were crowded around something you couldn't see, laughing and making disgusted noises. Whatever it was that had caught their attention, it was rather small apparently if you had to judge from the way one of them was kneeling on the ground, a branch in his hands as he poked and pushed the thing on the ground. An animal perhaps?

You stepped cautiously closer, something about the way they talked about and treated the little being on the ground not sitting right with you. To your surprise, when they noticed you, they quickly scrambled away although you were sure you weren't all that intimidating. You blinked in confusion as you watched them for a while running away before you caught your first glance of what had captured their attention so much in the first place. It was a small, green animal, one that you couldn't identify within first and even second glance. The closest resemblance it had with animals you knew was one of a lizard although this little fella certainly looked a little bit odd. It was laying on the ground, covered in mud and dirt and to your horror you noticed that a piece of wood was still stuck in it's mouth, keeping it from breathing properly.

It barely had energy left but still started scratching and wriggling around in a weak attempt to get away when you scooped it up in your palm, fingers carefully grabbing the piece of wood as you pulled it slowly out. The short motion of tugging on it caused the little one to experience great pain apparently though as a quiet yet painful shriek escaped it, a sound that pained your heart as you saw it shaking and twisting in your palm.

"That's so cruel. Just hang on a little longer, I promise I'll help you." you whispered to the creature in an attempt to soothe it as you continued to pull out the wood, heart clenching as you saw how the animal panicked and suffered simultanously, claws digging into your skin yet it barely scratched it's surface due to it's lack of strength.

One strong and short tug to finally end it's suffering was all it needed to finally pull the wood out of it's mouth and for a very short moment you could have sworn that you saw a glimpse of red inside the little one's mouth, a color that reminded you strangely enough of the red stones you had. The creature in your hand slumped down seconds after the fragment of wood had finally been removed, you assumed it was because of exhaustion and also relief that the pain was finally gone. Splinters were still left in it's mouth and you would have to remove them later on but for now you wanted to give the little one a break after all it must have gone through.

You didn't know how long you spent there, just kneeling on the ground with this tiny animal in your hand, staring at it with all it's scratches and the dirt covering it, breathing gently and silently. When the sun slowly began to disappear though, you had made a decision in your heart. You'd take the little one with you. Not to keep it, just to nurse it and take it with you to the countryside. A city with as many people as Central City wouldn't be a good living space. Carriages, children, cats and dogs could all snuff out this little life with ease. In the countryside it would be probably be saver for this tiny thing.

With that decision in mind, you stood up and walked back to your house, cradling your hand with the animal inside your hand close to your chest.

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"I know this must be uncomfortable for you but please, I promise that as soon as you're fit again, I'll let you go." you whispered to the jar you were holding in your arms, the train gently rattling and leaving your old life behind you. The little lizard was currently stuck in a jar, something it didn't seem to like at all and honestly, you couldn't blame it. Unfortunately it was the only object you had spontanously found that you could hold whilst still giving the little one enough space. You had drilled some holes in the lid so it could still breathe and watched with slight desperation as it tried to scratch it's way out of the jar. People had given you countless curious looks already whenever they passed you by, some had even grimaced in slight disgust when they had seen the green thing inside your jar, something that had motivated you to press the container protectively closer to your chest.

You were mainly worried about the health of the little lizard as it hadn't allowed you to remove the splinters inside it's mouth yesterday evening. The size of them was what worried you as some of them were still stuck in it's throat, causing it to make some weird noises at times. You had almost imagined that it was trying to say a word at one point but the worried and strange look you had given it had apparently caused the creature to shut up. Judging from the way it had at that moment just curled itself together and hidden it's eyes had almost awakened the impression within you that it was embarrassed about it's situation. Now it had gotten quite lively again, trying to escape the prison it was stuck in. What you had noticed though was that it seemed to be aware of the stares it got whenever someone saw it and in such moments it almost looked like it was...ashamed?

"My god. What sort of ugly pet is that?"

Your eyebrow twitched when you heard a terribly shrill voice next to you and when you turned your head around, you saw a middle-aged woman staring with wide eyes at the lizard inside your jar, a deep and disgusted frown etched into her face.

"This isn't my pet. I just found it wounded in the city and decided to nurse it back to health and free it as soon as it's fit again." you replied, your tone dripping with arctic annoyance as you dearly hoped that she would just pass you by and leave you alone. Unfortunately she didn't appear like she got your hint and just continued with a terribly obnoxious tone that hurt your ears.

"Is this some sort of really hideous lizard? It looks so weird. Maybe it's a mutation or something like that?"

She leaned a bit closer to inspect the little one inside the jar. It had stopped moving the moment she had muttered her first sentences out, freezing in it's position and the more she had spoken, the more it had started to shake. Now, with the face of the woman hovering so closely right in front of the jar, it got scared. A weird and frightened shriek escaping it's throat, causing it to choke on the splinters inside it's mouth and throat before it scrambled as far away as it could. It was slightly shaking, trying to make itself as small as possible as it wrapped it's tail protectively around itself. All whilst the woman continued gawking at it in awe and insulting it, indifferent about the obvious fright she gave the lizard by doing so. That was where your patience ended.

"Excuse you! Don't you see that you're scaring it? I don't care if you find it ugly or not but this little one here is very precious to me! I would like you to leave it and me alone!" you snapped at her angrily, turning your upper body around to hide the creature from her praying eyes.

The woman was clearly startled by your sudden outburst, stared at you in shock at first before a look of annoyance crossed her face.

"What an impolite brat." you heard her muttering out before she left you alone with her nose held high and you dearly wished for her to trip in that moment although you were glad enough that she had finally left.

You let out a frustrated sigh you had held in before turning your attention back to the little fella inside the jar. It was still shivering in the corner, face completely hidden from you.

"It's alright now, she's gone." you muttered gently, watching how the little creature dared to peek at you. It looked so scared in that moment, so weak, that you felt a strong urge to protect it until you could set it free.

"Don't worry. As long as you're under my care, I won't let anything or anyone harm you." you promised warmly and in that moment you meant those words wholeheartedly.

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"I know this must be highly uncomfortable but if I don't remove the splinters, you might get hurt even more." you tried to calm down the wriggling and moving lizard as you tried to hold it down without hurting it. You had arrived a few hours ago in your new house and had brought all the luggage already upstairs in your bedroom. A tweezers was in your one hand and a magnifying glass was lying next to you.

As soon as you had arrived and checked your new home, you had instantly headed to the town closest to you in order to buy a terrarium for your little friend. It was one of the smaller ones but definitely more suited for it than the jar was. Admittedly, you had some of the most fun building that terrarium since a while and you didn't know why. Maybe because you hoped that the little animal would warm up a bit more to you and be a bit more comfortable inside it's temporary home.

Before you could see how it felt inside this new terrarium, you had to remove the splinters inside it's mouth though. This was highly tricky though as the lizard seemed terrified of this. It bit you whenever you got near it with your tweezers and it's teeth were quite sharp, small bloody bites visible on your fingers and hands. This strong resistence slowly pulled away your patience though as you genuinely just wanted to help it.

"Ouch!" you hissed out when it bit you yet again which caused you to finally let go of it and it took the chance instantly to dash away. It wasn't fast enough though as you just grabbed it and decided to put it inside it's terrarium for now although your slight frustration caused you to be a bit harsher with it than you would have otherwise.

"Fine. Just suit yourself then. I'm just the fool trying to help...as always." you muttered out frustrated, opening a drawer to get some patches and treat the little bite marks of the lizard. You found yourself stopping though, staring at the bites and focusing on the very mild stinging it caused you. There was nothing else to focus on, only silence was in this room besides the animal and you.

Your family hadn't even accompanied you to the train station, had they?

All of a sudden this wave of loneliness came crushing down on you and when you suddenly started to laugh bitterly, you could see the lizard from the corner of your eyes turning it's attention back to you.

"You know why I moved here, little one? Because my husband, well now ex-husband, was part of a corrupted government in the city where I found you. And I? I didn't know anything and a lot of my family members and my friends blame me for it. He never told me anything at all. Always kept his secrets. He's dead though, died in the big fight back then. And you know what? I really wish that I could have asked him if he really did love me or would have been ready to sacrifice me in order to achive this big plan of theirs. And I was stupid enough to never question him because I wanted to keep the marriage intact although I was the only one trying to fix everything. I really hate myself for having been so pathetic and at the same time I hate everyone who abandoned me too. My friends. My family. My ex-husband. I hate them all! I hate everything! They can get lost! But most of all I hate myself!"

It had escalated quicker than you could have controlled it as your emotions got the better of you. Your fist pounded the table angrily as you started shouting, fully aware that no one was here to hear you besides this little animal which hadn't stopped looking at you once since you had started talking. It stared at you as if it had understood you and something about that finally made you snap.Tears were dripping down your eyes, tears you had held back since a long while now as you openly started sobbing.

"I'm so lonely and pathetic. I mean, look at me. I'm using you as my emotional dumpster. I bet if you could talk, you'd mock me and make fun of me right now. Honestly, I deserve it for being the biggest fool ever. And you know what's even worse? Even after knowing the truth and having thrown away everything that could have reminded me of my husband, I still miss him a bit. I'm such a pitiful person, aren't I? No wonder that I was so easily fooled." you continued to sob whilst wailing in self-pity.

Something that almost seemed to make your little patient uncomfortable. It's eyes averted you as it tried to look somewhere else to shift focus yet your loud sobs made it as good as impossible. It shifted it's weight from one leg to another, appeared to be confused on how to handle this situation. Until it suddenly started scratching against the glass of the terrarium in an attempt to gain your attention and when you finally did turn your tear-stained face to it, it opened it's mouth all of a sudden.

Your emotionally overloaded brain needed a good few moments to understand what it wanted from you before a pitiful snort escaped your lips. "Am I so pathetic to look at right now that you're offering to volunteer right now to have your splinters removed?"

To your big surprise, it nodded which caught you off-guard. It understood what you were saying? Both of you just stared at each other whilst you were dumbfoundly processing what you had just seen.

"Huh." was in the end the only thing you could reply with, dazzled with this new knowledge as you pulled the animal out of the terrarium and put it back on the table, quickly wiping away your tears.

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Months flew by quicker than you expected. Months in which you slowly moved on and slowly healed the wounds in your heart. The change of surroundings truly had been a good decision for you. You worked on a farm close by and earned enough money to live with everything you needed. You still found yourself warily around people though which was why you barely tried to form relationships with people in the city. It made you more of an outsider but you treated everyone with respect and they returned that respect so you felt fine enough.

What you hadn't expected and what you found somewhat funny now in hindsight was that a large part of your healing process had been thanks to the presence of your little friend. The animal had stayed with you. On the day you had decided that it was healed and fit to be set free, it had refused to leave the jar and when you had picked it up and tried to put it into the grass, it had clung to your sleeves with it's claws and had looked at you with such big and frightened eyes, that you had found yourself unable to leave it alone. Being abandoned by someone you trust is a terrible feeling after all. So you had made it officially your pet and had named it fondly (p/n).

By now (p/n) had gotten completely used to your presence so much to the point where you always found it anxiously moving around in it's terrarium whenever you came back from work as if horrified you'd never come back. It had also gotten very cuddly with you and hated being stuck in it's terrarium. You almost always let it roam around freely when you were home though since it never left you alone at all. Always crawling willingly into your arms as you carried it around happily. You even decided to leave the terrarium open so (p/n) could climb around freely and wouldn't have to feel completely imprisoned. It was pretty much the only source of comfort you had and the only living thing you interacted with which was why you found yourself sometimes excessively doting on the little one, something it all but soaked up with great zeal.

Despite all of that, you couldn't help but notice that (p/n) was significantly different from a normal pet. Up til this day you had been unable to identify what it really was which quickly led you to believe that you might have found an unknown animal and assuming that, it's unusual behavior would make sense. It never ate or drank anything and you had never seen it sleeping either. Initially this had worried you greatly which was why you had decided back than that you would take it to a doctor but (p/n) had refused and it had escalated to the rare few times where it had bitten you which it only did when it was really unhappy and angry about something. After a while you had realized that it could live completely fine without any source of nutrition and water though which had releaved you as much as it had fascinated you.

It understood you, by now you were completely sure about that. Whenever you began talking about your husband or even showed it photos, it became clearly uneasy and wriggled around, sometimes even bit you as if wanting you to stop talking. One time you had briefly mentioned that one of your co-workers in the farm was rather attractive whilst tickling it's stomach. In an instant it had bitten down on your index finger, all enjoyment and peace gone as it refused to let go for a while until you had promised to never mention them again. It was jealousy, you were sure of it. It was hard and quite strange to think about it but (p/n) seemed to be jealous whenever you were talking about somebody else.

Then there were moments where you had caught it staring at you with a weird look in it's eyes, mouth opening as if it wanted to say something before turning around. It had mood swings of some sort. Most of the time it bathed in all the adoration you showered it with as it was your only real friend. Sometimes...sometimes though you caught it hiding from you, refusing to be touched or looking up at you with tears in it's eyes. Yes, tears. Your pet wasn able to shed tears, something that had greatly startled you the first time it had happened. On that particular day your little one had looked rather sad and depressed, had refused to come out until you had begged it a good lot to do so. You had just doted on it, had petted it gently until you had felt the wetness on your skin and had noticed with great shock and surprise the tears rolling down it's face. It had covered it's face, had turned away from you and had tried to scramble away which had led you to putting it back down in it's terrarium where it had hidden itself away. Something about the way it had looked at you had told you what it had thought in that moment.

"Don't look at me. Please don't look at me."

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Arguably the strangest reaction you had gotten out of it, nearly a year after you had found it, was when you told it about all the tings you had found in the work office of your ex-husband. All the letters, the documents and the Red Stones. This had triggered something inside of (p/n) as it had started moving around frantically, had stared at you with wide eyes and had crawled up your shirt, claws digging into the flesh of your cheeks as it had started tugging. You had at that time already enough experience with all the signals it gave you through it's actions and this one had surprised you the most. It wanted you to show it the Red Stones.

You had hesitated for a few seconds as you had found it strange in that moment. It seemed like (p/n) knew something about those stones, something that you didn't know. In the end your curiosity had won you over although you had put your little friend back inside it's terrarium despite their clear displeasure and had gone upstairs to retrieve the box in which you had kept the Red Stones. When you had shown it those stones, they had completely flipped out, had thrown themselves against the glass and had tried to climb up the terrarium. Desperate to get to those Red Stones, something that unsettled you a bit which was why you had instantly put them back into the drawer inside your bedroom even if you knew that (p/n) was clearly unpleased with it and left shortly after to work.

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When you came home later that evening, you nearly had a heart attack when you didn't find (p/n) in it's terrarium, you nearly had a meltdown as the little one was your only real friend you had right now. It must have climbed all the way up as you noticed the scratch marks in the glass and for a while you were at a totl loss, feeling your breath hitching up as you felt panic flodding your brain. Until you suddenly heard a thud from upstairs and the sudden memory of this morning popped up inside your brain. No, it wouldn't have.

You stormed up the stairs and ripped open the door to your bedroom only to find your little friend trying to climb up the drawer from which it must have fallen down previously. When you threw the door open though, it stopped like a dear caught in headlights.

"What are you doing?" you exclaimed in shock as you stormed over to it and picked it up, searching for any injuries whilst it tried wo wriggle free, eyes focused on the drawer where the box was. If this didn't scream suspicious, then you didn't know what would.

You grabbed it's little head in between your thumb and index finger and pulled it so it faced you as you stared at (p/n) with an analyzing look. "You know something about those stones inside my drawer, don't you?"

It's eyes were looking directly into you and for the first time you could see clearly the desperation swimming around inside of them now that it couldn't avoid your gaze. Your eyes narrowed as a frown appeared on your face and something, an idea, flashed in front of your eyes.

"You know, I've always considered you to be not a normal animal. You...you show too much emotions for that. However, I've never considered to think about that you might be something entirely else. I found you in Central City a few weeks after the corrupted government had fallen, a creature I still haven't figured completely out until this day. What exactly are you?" you interrogated your pet as you opened the drawer and pulled out the box with your free hand.

"If I...if I give you those stones, will I find out?"

You knew this answer already, you would. Why else would it act so desperate right now? But what would it do after receiving those stones? Would it leave you? You didn't want that. You didn't want to be left alone. Subconsciously you already had put the box back inside the drawer.

"please..."

One single word that froze you and had you looking at the little creature inside your hand that had just uttered this word. It was less the fact that it had just spoken, somehow you had always suspected that it could speak. It was the utter distraught inside this one word that halted your actions as you gazed over your little friend. Delicate and fragile inside your hand, you could easily squeeze it to death. It wasn't the physical state of weakness right now, it was the mental state of weakness that caught you so off-guard.

You had nursed this little one back to health back when you had found it all alone and helpless, had taken care of it and doted on it and in return it had stayed with you and cured your loneliness. Was it selfish of you to think right now that you'd rather keep it than potentially lose it by exposing it to those Red Stones? Yes, it was. You were selfish because you didn't want to be lonely again. Yet you couldn't ignore the clear pain in it's voice, the very first time you had heard them speaking at all.

You sat it down on your bed and took the box out again, something that made them straighten up and look at you with eager eyes. For a second you stared down at the box and then at them before you opened it and dumped the few Red Stones inside of it on your bed too. Then you just waited, waited for whatever would happen now. You didn't know what would happen but the motion of the little one suddenly devouring the Red Stones startled you but not nearly as much as the sudden transformation it went through.

You stumbled startled back, landing on your arse as the little lizard grew into something entirely else. It's body grew and transformed into one of a human with long, whispy and green hair, a black crop top and a skort. You were too stunned to let out any gasp or scream as they sat on your bed. Their hands wandered up and down their own body, looking at their limbs as if not believing that this was real before a delighted laugh started spilling out of them, one that sounded a bit too malicious to make you feel happy as they rolled around in your bed.

"My body! I have my body back!" they exclaimed excitedly before sitting back up again, purple eyes turning to you who was still seated on the ground, staring at them in shock. Your brain was attempting it's best to exclaim whatever it had just witnessed as you just continued to stare dumbfounded at them until suddenly a word appeared inside your brain. A word that you had read inside quite a few letters of your husband.

"Are-are you a Homunculus?" you stuttered out dazzled. A grin appeared on their face when you asked that question.

"You know that from the letters from that stupid ex-husband of yours, don't you? Yes, you're right. I'm Envy."

"En...vy..." you said slowly, their name sounding unusual for you since you had always called them (p/n) as you managed to stand up from the ground. Technically you should have run in that moment, every sane person would have probably done that. Yet you were captivated with the Homunculus which had been your pet all along, stepped curiously closer to observe Envy who clearly enjoyed all the attention you gave them.

"Fascinating. Eating those Red Stones helped you return to this form." you concluded whilst standing very close to them, observing their headband with the symbol on it. A part of you was quite surprised with how calmly you were handling this but this was partly because you had never been able to fully grasp the situation back in Central City so having a Homunculus sat right in front of you was very thrilling in a way even if you were aware that they could be quite dangerous now that they were tall enough to fight you and most likely very strong too.

"What do I do with you now though?" you muttered as doubts suddenly filled your mind and you stepped back. This wasn't a small animal anymore that you could keep inside a terrarium, this was a person. And even if you assumed that they still wouldn't require food or drinks like you would, this was still different. You hadn't lived together with a person since your husband had died.

"What do you mean? I've lived with you this entire time. Admittedly, I was weak in my other form, but you had no problems living with me then." they replied as a scowl appeared on their face and you felt one of their hands grabbing you and pulling you back.

"I know but this is a bit different. Back then I thought of you as a pet and a friend. Now you're a person though and...and I haven't lived together with someone since my husband passed away so I feel a little strange even though you are technically still (p/n)." you replied, flustered with the sudden closeness all of a sudden now that Envy had made a move.

"Are you still thinking about that dead corpse of a husband of yours?"

This was new. This was a bit scary as you suddenly whimpered when Envy's grip around you tightened to the point it hurt and you saw an ugly emotion flashing inside their eyes as they stood up and you became aware of how tall they were now.

Are you kidding me?! You still think of him even after an entire year?! Weren't you the one who told me that you hated that piece of shit?!"

You full on flinched when they started shouting at you and for a moment you wondered why they was acting like this all of a sudden. Then it occured to you that now that Envy had his original strength regained and wasn't bound by their weak body anymore, they would obviouly express themselves differently than inside their lizard body. You couldn't get away though even if your body wanted as their grip only tightened with their second arm trapping you successfully close to them.

"Who was the one who gave you comfort these last few months whenever you started crying? Who listened to your rambles whenever you came back from hours from work? Who didn't abandon you? Your family? Your friends? That dead shithead of an ex-husband of yours? No, they all left you, (y/n). Every person in your life left you. I didn't. I stayed with you. I gave you comfort. I was willing to put up with you even if you were all ugly crying. And now that I have my body back, now that I can actually do something, you reject me?!"

It hurt. They hurt you but you were too scared right now as they were all but seething at you right now.

"You were fine staying at home for your husband despite his lies and cold treatment, didn't you? Maybe you just want your asshole of a husband that badly, hmm? I can help with that."

You felt their body changing again and looked up confused. Confusion was soon replaced with horror when you looked right into the face of your ex-husband although the wide and sadistic grin gave it away that this was still Envy. You began to heavily shake as the wall you had built to protect your own emotions threatened to break down as you looked at the man you used to love and believe in.

"Envy...stop. Please stop." you whimpered silently as you tried to push away, to put as much distance between you and your past standing in front of you.

"Why should I? Isn't this what you wanted? Your beloved husband who you always so obediently and willingly gave all your love and affection? Do you still love him, (y/n)?"

You couldn't answer anymore, your chest hurting as your heart threatened to burst out of your chest from sheer horror. Your silence only fueled the raging jealousy inside of Envy though.

"What did he do that I couldn't do right now? You don't love him, (y/n)! Don't be pathetic! You had no problems doting on me and letting me stay with you when I was a little, weak thing! You loved me then, didn't you?! You wanted me to stay with you then! So why now? From all people in your life, I should deserve you the most, you hear me?! ME!"

They had shifted back by now, disgusted with your husband and having to look like him. It had allowed you to regain some of your composure although now that you could look a little bit clearer at Envy, something inside of you clicked. You saw yourself in them right now. Hurt, confused and lonely but unwilling to show that and hiding it behind an angry and raging mask. You had done it too when you had faced your family in order to hide your pain and spite on them. You had even done it on your first day here.

Now that you were thinking about it, you came to realize that Envy had suffered probably a lot too. Stuck inside a weak, little body where everyone could push them around with no hope of ever turning back. How must they have felt? Watching you every day stuck inside their terrarium, having you look at them as nothing more than a pet, loving you?

"I'm so sorry. You must have suffered a lot."

Those words stopped their angry shouting as they stared at you with shock, a hidden look of something very vulnerable lingering behind those purple eyes.

"What are you trying to pull-"

Having your arms thrown around them wasn't what they had expected and they were for a short moment to shocked as the previous anger stopped.

"I'm so sorry. I never considered your feelings even if you've always shown me your suffering. If I would have known sooner, I would have helped you so much earlier. It's alright now."

Envy had completely stiffened at first inside your arms but you slowly felt how they broke apart. Their body started trembling, their breath became erratic and arms pressed you even closer to them as you saw it again.

Tears.

"Don't reject me now after all you've done for me! It wouldn't be fair! Not after you took care of me and shown me so much care and love! I had nothing left back when you found me, (y/n). I thought there were no Philosopher Stones left anymore, I considered suicide back than rather than living inside such a pathetic body and being imprisoned by them. You made life tolerable again for me, even if it would have meant being stuck in this body as your pet and unable to do more. As long as I had your attention on only me...If you leave me, I'll die!"

You tried your best to wipe away their tears, staining your sleeves in the process but not minding one bit. They should let it all out now that they could express themselves better again.

"I won't leave you, I promise. I'm sorry for making it sound like I wouldn't want you anymore now that you have your body back. You'll stay with me obviously, I'll figure something out. We have to work on your jealousy though, otherwise I think I'll have some problems. You should go back to biting my fingers."

You heard them snorting half-amused at your attempt to lighten up the atmosphere as they slapped your hands gently away, wiping the few tears that still dripped down away on their own although now they appeared calmer.

“You think I’m jealous? Believe me, you haven’t seen me jealous yet.”

[helpfandom]

Yandere Envy w/ cutesy S/O

@strawberryraviepop

@yanderefangirl

He/they pronouns for Envy!

For a Cutsey Romantic S/O, he's more likely to be specific in his compliments of outfits. And he would also transform that outfit onto himself

"That petticoat is pretty, wonder if it looks the same on me?"

They often pretend to be your partner before the yandere kicks in, or they may be in fact, your partner.

Nevertheless, Envy finds the opposing style to his endearing. That may even be on of the major reasons why you find yourself currently having a yandere lover!

However, once they reveal that he is in fact, a homunculus, and they kidnap you, he forces you into cutsey dresses and Lolita fashion, expecting everything to be the same as it was before he kidnapped you. Throwing fits, screaming at you, and even reverting back into his chimera form for a few moments as he tries to get you to wear the 'cutesy' collar he bought with his name on it. <3

"Why can't you just wear it?! You love this fashion!"

[tortillaspecter]

RP partner wanted (Discord)

Hi, I'm Specter, I'm looking for an RP partner that is willing to have some fun, with chill fun RP, they can be long, short, lore heavy or just quick silly prompts.

I do rp on Discord, so please keep this in mind.

About me:

25yo

They/them (Afab if you need to know)

Fluent in English, Spanish first language.

1-3 paragraphs, third person, past tense

mostly OCXOC.

most of my characters are Male.

I love stories with romance (fxm, mxm, fxf too, but I don't have many f oc)

will always respond or let you know if I can't.

I am ok with sad, scary, gory, violent, adult situations with some exemptions.

I am ok with characters dying or altered in significant ways.

I love monster romance or nonhuman x Human.

I can do robots (transformers included), Aliens, monsters, demons, fae, merefolk, Ghosts anything like that.

Partner Requirements:

Must be 20+ this is a comfort thing and is non negotiable, please respect it!

LGBTQ friendly.

Please communicate: If you want to change something or feel like is not working say something.

Do not ghost, goes along with the previous point, let me know if you want to quit, need a break, or need more time. I will completely understand.

must be willing to share their ideas and participate in the planning of the rp.

must be willing to plan before and during the RP.

improvise! Surprise me if you want to! I love that!

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Prompts and settings I enjoy.

Western

Fantasy/High Fantasy

sci-fi

Period piece drama

Post apocalyptic

arranged marriage

runaways

boss and bodyguard

doomed romance

enemies/friends/strangers/rivals to lovers

forbidden love

Yandere

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I don't usually do CCxCC, but I like canon universes, so just in case, here are some of the fandoms I am in:

Videogames:

Elden Ring

Monster Hunter

Bloodborne

Classic Assassin's Creed (1-Black Flag)

Pokémon

TLoZ: SS/BoTW/ToTK

RDR/2

Anime:

DBZ (Xenoverse applies)

FMA/B

Yu-Gi-Oh

JJK

Demon Slayer

Blood Blockade Battlefront (Kekkai Sensen)

Other:

Transformers (MTMTE, to be specific, but I like most of them)

Spider-verse

(And in case anyone wants to know 31 minutos and DHMIS lol)

DM Me if you are interested!

[yanderefreak1213]

Requests Open.

Hello! It's been a long time! For that I'm very sorry, a lot of stuff happened to the point where I had to leave for a while. But I'm back! How active will I be? I'm not sure. HOWEVER. I have decided to get back into writing Yandere fics.

However I recently got into Genshin impact. So you're more than welcome to requests characters from there as well. Fandoms I'll do:

Genshin impact MHA Pokemon

FMA Basic rules: *Please give me some kind of prompt or if you just want headcanons *Please don't request gendered readers as I intend to keep them GN (This goes for look wise as well unless you want a hybrid reader) *I don't do Non-con outright, but I will hint too it. *Please don't be afraid request dark themes if you have an interesting story idea you wanna see come to life, let me know. *I can do platonic as well you just need to let me know!

[crehador]

brother crab’s 2023 seasonals in review: summer

surprisingly easy to rank season for me, so i'll get right to it

anime of the season + runner-up for summer goes to...

undead girl murder farce and zom 100: zombie ni naru made ni shitai 100 no koto! nothing else even came close

i'm giving ugmf anime of the season because i personally vibed with it a lot (murder mysteries with a rakugo flair + arsene lupin trying to fuck the phantom of the opera in the background you really cannot go wrong) and also because zom100 has yet to release its last few episodes

zom100 is such a consistently solid show, though, that even without seeing the full cour i'm prepared to give it runner-up of the season. and it's honestly a strong contender for anime of the year. the first episode especially... i would rank it even higher than the first ep of oshi no ko tbh

lots of sequels this season as well!

horimiya, bleach, jjk, and bsd. some new snv came out this season as well but since i binged all that at once it doesn't really feel like a sequel to me

anyway easily sequel of the season goes to bleach, largely because of nostalgia won't deny that but also because it's just that fucking good

horimiya however was also an immense delight! gonna miss these wacky kids :')

quickfire thoughts on everything else:

watashi no shiawase na kekkon is the shoujo of the year, there's been a lot of cute stuff lately but nothing comes close to watakon

vending machine isekai was fine and occasionally funny, but kinda shocked it got a sequel announced already. worldbuilding was definitely the most interesting part and i hope we see more of it in s2

dekiru n eko way kyou mo yuuutsu was absolutely perfect, very fun and cute and soothing

okashi na tensei had a promising premise which it failed to lean into, there was little to no BAKING in this BAKING anime jfc

lv1 maou to one room yuusha seemed like your run of the mill shitty ecchi but actually it's NONBINARY OLD MAN YAOI?! and was kinda good. dumb, but fun

ai no idenshi was... well it was episodic which i like, generally, but it really. was not consistent. some good pieces, some not so good. some interesting, some not so interesting. main failing is it really did not imo balance its 'main' plot with its mini-stories well at all

ayaka was fun! it doesn't really hold a candle to k project like at all but at least it was not as bad as praeter lmao

synduality noir (first cour) was alright. nothing to write home about but a decent enough mecha. as far as anime that are game ads go... i'd say it's okay. a little more interesting than takt op to me, though not as visually stunning. and not as compelling as god eater

hyakushou kizoku was a tv short adapting arakawa hiromu's autobiographical farming manga and it was such a delight lol, especially fun if you're a fan of fma or silver spoon. explains so much about ed tbh

hi no tori: eden no sora was a 4-ep ona that i quite liked overall... ending was just so-so to me i guess

dark gathering isn't quite over still but it's fine as a horror that's heavy on the gore (gorror? is that a thing) actually. probably better than fine, it's just not my genre. some of the stories are definitely more gripping than others, but yeah solid horror overall and really good cast (yandere hanakana what could be better)

helck is also still going but has been really solid, way more enjoyable than i'd imagined. it has an 80s feel to it that i love

and last but certainly not least shuumatsu no valkyrie ii part 2 gives us GYARU FUCKBOI BUDDHA once again. what could be better lmao

MOVING ON

op of the season goes to zom100's song of the dead by kana-boon! the song itself is a banger and the way the op changes from episode to episode makes it even better

HOWEVER this was not an easy choice lol bleach and even jjk both came in with strong contenders as well

ed of the season goes to heclk's statice by saji! it just. ough. right in the feels

this was not a very blorbo or ship heavy season for me but i have to just repeat ARSENE LUPIN. AND THE PHANTOM. OF THE OPERA. one day i will circle back to this lol