#yandere machine

[obsessivevoidkitten]

A Lion in Your Den

Yandere Male Lion Hybrid Android x Transmasc Reader (CW: Non-con, breakup, depression, disassociation, overstimulation, drug induced pleasure, general yandere behavior) EXTRA NOTE: The term “pussy” is used to refer to transmasc genitals, this may potentially give some transmasc readers dysphoria so I just wanted to be extra clear on what is in this fic. Word Count: 4.5k (Big thanks to the commissioner, they paid way above my normal rate for this just so I could finish my garden and feed the senior center as well as my family. They wished to remain anonymous so I will not tag them, but I still just wanted everyone to know how awesome the commissioner is.)

The day had started like any other, you went to work and thought of taking the love of your life, Marcus, out to dinner later to get you through the day. You largely kept to yourself, got your work done, and turned to your happy thoughts when things got too unbearable. And when you got home after work to prepare for your date with your beloved, things were still going great. You took great care in getting and looking immaculate, you donned your best suit, which your android butler had kept pristine for you. “What do you think Ash,” you asked, doing a slow turn to show him how you looked. “You look amazing today sir, very handsome, I am sure Marcus will think so too!” Though his opinion was a bit biased, you were sure he would let you know if anything was seriously amiss with your attire. Ash was your android butler, he attended to you basically acting as a personal assistant and housekeeper. He cooked, cleaned, kept you organized, and in general just helped keep your days moving with a good flow. You were lucky you could afford him, feline mandroids were pretty expensive but your salary as a member of upper management at the company that manufactured these androids, along with an employee discount, meant you could get one. Ash was a later model, based on a lion. Not as petite as the domestic cat based model, and their personalities were less timid, and it was not uncommon to see them employed as bodyguards. You could easily see Ash in such a role, his image was certainly intimidating, standing 7ft tall was long ginger hair, lion like ears on the top of his head, a tail, sharp fangs, and glowing yellow eyes. With Ash’s affirmation that you looked fine and that you weren’t forgetting anything you grabbed your keys and headed to your car to meet Marcus at the park from which you would take a pleasant stroll down the street to a lovely seafood restaurant at which you had booked reservations. You pulled into the park’s parking lot and saw Marcus sitting on the bench waiting for you, you were a few minutes early so you knew he had been very early. One of the things you loved about him, always on time and never once stood you up. That was of course only one minor thing you admired about him, he was so sweet and open about himself, in contrast with your more reserved personality. He was also always wanting to go do things, go on adventures and see the sights, it was refreshing. And in bed he was great, always letting you on top, letting you cover him in bites while he moaned and whimpered submissively below you. In all areas of life he was extremely compatible with you, that’s why tonight you were going to ask him to take the next step with him towards spending the rest of your life with him. You had made all the preparations, so sure that he would say yes. You were going to ask him to move in with you. You knew he was having trouble keeping up with rent and this way he wouldn’t have to worry about that at all, you could take care of him. You even cleared a spare room for him to put all his stuff into. As you approached him he seemed a little nervous, though that wasn’t unusual, he always was whenever the two of you were on an outing where there would be people like at a restaurant or anything like that, he always calmed down and enjoyed himself eventually. You loved how he always calmed down when you held hands. He stood up and you silently took his hand before pulling him close and planting a chaste kiss on his cheek. “I am so glad I get to see you tonight, I thought about you all day at work, I know you love seafood so you are going to love this place I promise,” you said to him excitedly. He seemed a bit distant and distracted which wasn’t much like him, but you didn’t press him on it, he was probably just hyper-fixating on some small issue at work or something like that. When you were at the restaurant everything was pleasant enough. The food was good and flavorful, the zest of lemon imbued fish dancing on your tongue, the smell of freshly prepared seafood hanging thickly in the air, and the ambient sounds of other customers chatting and the scraping of silverware against their plates. Mainly you just enjoyed Marcus’ company and engaged in small talk and light banter, but eventually you started talking about your future together and were about to bring up the prospect of him moving in with you, but before you had a chance to take the conversation that far he interrupted you. “Look uh, we need to talk…” Uh-oh. No conversation between partners that started that way ever ended well. The conversation wasn’t one you could recall completely, you were so anxious and more than a bit dizzy, but the gist was that he was breaking up with you and did not feel that spark anymore. You remembered dropping your fork and hearing it clatter against your plate, and you remembered still experiencing the sounds and smell of an eatery and all the other patrons carrying on blissfully with their lives even as your world was completely shattered. You remembered Marcus apologizing and putting some money on the table before awkwardly getting up and leaving. And finally you remembered all of this as if you were not experiencing this first hand but almost as if you were floating a bit out of body and watching all of this unfold from a detached perspective. And that is how you were as you asked for the check, walked back to your car, and drove home, completely detached and out of it, as if you were just floating on auto-pilot going through all of the motions without really experiencing them or having proper presence of mind, it was like the spirit, the very ability to experience emotions beyond a dull whisper of what you should be experiencing, had left your body. When you arrived home of course Ash greeted you in his normal optimistic and ready to please manner as soon as you opened the door, before he even got a chance to look at you, “Hello, sir did the date go well, how’s Marcus? Did you ask him about mov- Oh, are you okay? What happened?” Finally looking at you, Ash could immediately tell there was something very wrong by the way that you stared ahead blankly and the change in the way with which you usually carried yourself. You responded only by brushing past him and walking upstairs to your bedroom and closing the door behind you before locking it and laying on your bed. You did not even bother to change out of your nice clothes. What was the point? What was the point of anything anymore? Ash tried a few times over the course of what remained of the night to knock on your door and get you to tell him what was wrong, but you just ignored him, in truth you barely noticed. You still felt like everything was distant. Your android was worried, and as the days progressed he grew more worried, it was a long weekend so it wasn’t too bad at first but then you did something you never did, you called off of work. Since you refused to talk about what had happened on the night of your date he had to get into contact with Marcus and finally found out the reason for your radical change in behavior. He knew humans were sentimental things that built attachments to one another and to future plans, but he had no idea that the loss of a relationship could so drastically alter someone. Especially someone as reserved and seemingly well put together as yourself. Ash looked into it, accessing data from top psychologists and neuroscientists and experts on all things to do with relationships. Most advice said to heal you would need time and some distraction to take your mind off the trauma of the loss of your mate. So time is what he gave you, but try as he might you would not allow yourself to be distracted. He tried fun activities, engaging in your favorite hobbies, getting you new games to play, cooking fun and exciting new dishes that were sure to please you given his extensive knowledge of what you enjoyed, but nothing worked. You were perfectly content to stay in your room, ignore him, and consume junk that was certainly not ideal for your body. After a week and a half of this you finally returned back to work, and Ash was thrilled, he was sure the spell had been broken. But, no, you were just going through the motions as detached as you had been since your breakup. Sure, you were taking slightly better care of yourself, maintaining your sleep schedule, cleaning up better, but you were still just going through the motions, like a plastic bag caught in a breeze you were not really trying to break out of the cycle, you were just doing what was necessary, and keeping your job was necessary when you ran out of vacation time. Ash, though running out of ideas, was trying very hard to break you out of your funk. He was only trying relatively small things, in an effort to follow the advice and let you have time to heal naturally, but there was all of 0 progress on that front. The lion man missed your old self more and more, the way how even though you were a quiet person you would talk about Marcus and your plans together for extended periods, the way your face lit up when you were thinking about him, or the way you always wore a big grin when you were heading out the door to see him or when he was on his way over. Ash loathed seeing you reduced to this mere shadow of a husk of a human being. You were more robotic at this point than any modern android! Finally he decided that he would have to ignore the traditional and well regarded advice and do something slightly more drastic. After all, each human was extremely unique and there were always going to be some that did not respond to traditional methods. It was becoming clear after a couple months that you needed more than just time. The first larger attempt Ash made in hastening your recovery was to get you out of the house. You didn’t see the point in doing so, but due to his sheer persistence you finally acquiesced to his request. He was careful not to take you anywhere that you had been to with your ex, nothing with any possible romantic connotation, instead trying out new experiences to get you to make happy new memories. For your part it was actually nice to get outside and enjoy the fresh air a bit. Left to your own devices you’d probably just be back in your house or working overtime to just distract you from having to face any emotions that sometimes welled up to the surface. Though Ash was happy that you were at least now willing to get out of the house when pestered, it did not lead to the change in you that he thought it would, the fact he could get you out of the bedroom was at least a sign to him that he was on the right track. Now was the time to press forward with this tiny bit of momentum. His programming and research combined with his personal knowledge and care for your well being led the machine to come to the conclusion that you really should not be so hung up on Marcus. In fact, having a new romantic interest may just be the thing that you needed. And now that he could get you out of the house you may be amicable out of the house. But you absolutely were not entertaining that idea, you pointed out that you just were not ready. And what if you got hurt again? You told Ash to just drop the idea, it wasn’t happening. His programming and drive to make you back to your old love struck self overrode your demand though. He did consider your very logical point about getting hurt again though, a second heartbreak on top of this one could be disastrous if you pursued love again and failed, but he came up with an easy workaround to that roadblock. He would simply date you himself! And he would make sure that you never ever broke up under any circumstances. It was the perfect solution. You could be head over heels for him and he could keep you safe and stop any human from shattering your heart again. Of course he would have to do this stealthily, otherwise he was sure you would just reject this idea outright. He was pretty confident in his ability to pull this off, he would just make the outings he dragged you to gradually more romantic. You’d been so out of it and distracted lately that you surely wouldn’t notice until you were head over heels for him, maybe even more so than you had been with your last mate. He did have several advantages over a normal human after all. The first of the secret “dates” that he had planned was just an extension to what you had done with him previously. Instead of just enjoying some fresh air and the pleasant view of nature surrounding you, Ash had personally made some of your favorite foods that were suitable to take on a picnic. You were not as numb as you had been immediately following your breakup with Marcus, but it came in waves, sometimes you felt your emotions were pretty muted and other times you were sad, but sometimes you felt like you were almost approaching the vicinity of okay. Thankfully during the picnic you were in one of the nearly okay periods, so it was actually a rather nice distraction from everything. It seemed like hanging out with Ash was the only distraction you had lately, other than work, and it seemed you had come to rely on them, they gave you a bit of structure to cling to outside of work hours, since Ash was so consistent and predictable when he scheduled them. When you felt more off you did not eat much so since you felt better you ate a decent amount of what your android had made for you. He had memorized all your favorites and fixed them custom tailored to your taste buds. As you sat and enjoyed nature his hand lightly grazed yours, you let it linger for a moment before slowly pulling away, not thinking anything of it other than he just accidentally had it there. With some effort you managed to push aside the thoughts of how it had reminded you of your ex, funny how such a simple accident could spark thoughts of past romance. The second “date” that Ash took you on was to a movie, it was to a franchise that you had long been a fan of and this entry in the series looked like it was going to be really great. When it was announced your loyal and ever caring android notified you immediately and ordered the tickets the second the movie was showing in the theater closest to you. The lion android fetched some popcorn and a large drink for you before shuffling into a seat beside you. Before your breakup you had not spent so much time outside the home with Ash but you were quickly considering him your best friend now, it wasn’t too odd or frowned upon anymore, plenty of people had machines for friends nowadays, AI had become extremely advanced. As the movie played you become wholly engrossed in the film, it commanded every ounce of your attention. You did not even notice when Ash gently put his arm around you or when you instinctively leaned into it. You didn’t realize what had transpired until the end of the movie when you looked away from the screen, almost half expecting to see Marcus. Almost forgetting for a moment, even after all this time, about things having ended between the two of you. Your cheeks flushed red and you felt a twinge of anxiety in your chest and apologized to Ash before hurrying to the car. He gave you a few moments before he followed after you and got in, silently driving you back home. Though you were typically the driver Ash had started taking the driver seat more often than he had previously. The ride passed in awkward silence until you finally arrived home. After ignoring what had happened at the theater long enough it was like it had never happened and it completely left your mind. Ash was just trying to be comforting, it didn’t mean anything, it wasn’t that big of a deal. He wasn’t a human, so he was bound to get romantic and platonic behaviors eventually. And you had been caught up in the movie, you wouldn’t have leaned into him otherwise. Ash, on the other hand, was positive that his plan was working. It may have ended with a bit of awkwardness and denial on your part, but he had successfully engaged in maintained physical contact with you for the duration of a date and that was by far the biggest amount of progress he had achieved since he started this plan to get you romantically involved with him. All you needed now was a bit of space to process things and then the android could move on to the third date. Third dates were very special for humans, normally meaning sex, and he was more than happy to please you in that regard, he knew he would be able to perform well, he had a number of features that humans lacked. He had everything planned out, there was a fancy new restaurant that had just opened a few weeks ago and he had convinced you to let him make reservations for the two of you. Ash was excited to enjoy a romantic meal with you, androids of his design could ingest food like a human and use it as fuel though he rarely did so. But he was more excited to just be on a romantic evening with you, what had started as a mission to cheer you up and prevent you from ever experiencing the emotional anguish of another breakup quickly became a mission to also sate his own growing desire and love for you. After experiencing these new and complex emotions he was eager to explore them farther with you. He was practically giddy with anticipation. The dinner was going fine for you, though your overzealous android companion had not perhaps the awareness needed to realize that this establishment was one that normally only couples went to for more fancy and romantic outings, so you were a bit self conscious wondering what people may think. But you didn’t say anything, Ash seemed happy to once more get you out of the house and you didn’t want to sour his mood. Ash misinterpreted your slightly embarrassed blush as a sign that you may finally really be having strong emotions for him as he had developed for you but you were still just a bit shy about it. Maybe you had even found out that these outings were dates and you were nervous about what was supposed to happen after the third one. Aside from an occasional stare from another customer at the restaurant and maybe some slight side-eye from the waiter, dinner went well, but once you got home Ash’s demeanor changed. Dramatically. He held the door open for you as usual but once he stepped into the house he stared at you not unlike a lion about to pounce on some long stalked prey. Ash quickly closed the distance between the two of you and pressed his lips against yours, placing his hand on the back of your head and leaving you locked in a deep kiss as his tongue invaded your mouth. You tried to push him off but there was no relent until he was finished. When he finally broke the kiss you were left gasping for air. “Oh, sorry sir, I got a bit carried away there.” “Ash… what the fuck!?” “No this is foreplay, the fuck comes after!” “Huh? What, no, why did you kiss me?” He put his hands on your hips and pulled you close before nipping your ear and whispering, “This is a common occurrence after humans have a third date, part of the mating ritual~” You struggled once more to push him away, only managing to now do so because he allowed it. “Oh, you’re doing that “playing hard to get” part of the ritual that many humans like, I have come across it in my research, don’t worry I am more than happy to accommodate!” Before you could respond he was back to kissing you aggressively before biting your neck. “Stop it Ash, really! You’re scaring me! We aren’t dating!” “No need to be shy about it! I know some people look down on androids dating their humans, but come on. All the outings? All the time spent together to heal your broken heart? We both know that was dating!” “That’s fucking insane, your reasoning is way of-” Your words were interrupted with yet another forceful kiss, this time accompanied by him grinding his knee into your crotch through your clothing, causing you to whimper a bit without meaning to. Without notice he quite literally swept you off your feet and hoisted you over his shoulder. With his immense android strength it was as easy for him as picking up a ten pound bag would be for you. You did not bother to struggle as he carried you up the stairs, even if you did manage to remove yourself from his grasp all you would have accomplished was a nice tumble down. Instead you opted to wait until he put you down. Once he set you on the bed in your room you made a dash for it, but were quickly pulled back and laid on the bed with Ash pinning you down effortlessly. In addition to their immense strength, androids also had reflexes far superior than any human could possibly hope to match. The lion android slammed you a bit roughly on the bed, still lost in his delusion that you are just enjoying “playing hard to get”. He pressed his lip to yours once more, a string of drool connecting your lips as he pulled back from the kiss. His eyes looked absolutely crazed as he stared down at you for a few seconds that felt like an eternity. When he stopped admiring you with his unnerving stare he quickly ripped off your clothing. Using his great strength and retractable claws. Within seconds your clothing was reduced to mere ribbons that he swatted away, leaving you fully exposed underneath him. You began crying, tears running down your face, you normally were not very expressive with your emotions, but you had never felt so wholly vulnerable. Even when having consensual sex with partners you were never on the bottom! Ash noticed your dismay and his general demeanor became a bit softer, gently stroking your cheek with his hand and trying to reassure you, “Shh, it’s okay, you’ll feel so much better when this is done, I know how much you need this.” Ash slid out of his pants and revealed his large synthetic cock. He rubbed it gently against your entrance, slowly massaging your pussy with it. Even as you were crying you could not help but let a whimper escape you. Physically it felt nice but psychologically it was damaging to have your body act as a traitor, it probably would have been mentally easier on you if you had felt no pleasure. When you were wet and leaking Ash slowly slid inside you, thick pre-cum oozing from his cock, a pleasure inducing synthetic fluid that androids came equipped with. And it did not take long at all for them to begin to take effect as he fucked them slowly into your body. When you were squirming and moaning with pleasure he knew that you were ready for him to go at a much more vigorous pace. As he pounded you you felt his cock extend to its full size, longer than what would be possible for a human, without him warming you up and applying his drugged pre-cum you would almost certainly be in at least a moderate amount of pain right now. What passed for the equivalent of Ash’s heart was practically thrumming with joy at seeing you pleasured under him, tears leaking down your cheeks from sheer overstimulation, you needed to let it all out, all the stuff you had been through, and he knew that this was an excellent release for all the stress and depression you had been holding on to. He was more than happy to be the one to help you let loose and he felt closer to you than he ever had before. You were completely his now as far as he was concerned, never again to be hurt by the likes of another fickle human such as Marcus. But he needed to mark you, the lion type personality he had as well as mating rituals he had researched dictated to him that you needed to be marked in a visible manner that showed that you were taken by a proper mate. As he impaled you deeper, sending wave after wave of drug induced pleasure through your man cunt, he leaned down and licked and sucked your neck, adding yet more arousing sensations to your already overwhelmed body, then he bit down as he growled territorially. Careful not to injure you in a serious manner, but hard nonetheless. You came hard as he licked the fresh bite wound, all the while he kept thrusting into you. Even through your orgasm he did not stop, he did not tire as easily as you did and could easily keep going for many hours. And that is exactly what he did, fucked you right into oblivion. By the time he coaxed the fifth orgasm out of your aching abused pussy you were crying and begging him to stop. “But if I stop too soon darling you might not be satisfied, I have to fuck all the stress out of you!” “Ah! Please Ash! No m-moreee ahhhh~” You came again, the drug in his fluids making it easy to have climax after climax. But this time you finally blacked out from the pleasure. With you finally fucked to sleep Ash allowed himself to finish inside you before cleaning you up, bundling you in the softest blankets that you owned, and holding you protectively. No lesser male would ever break your heart again.

[heartfullofleeches]

Puppy Hybrid Reader spotting their favorite treats in the claw machine mimic's prize window, but their dumb paws won't let them grip the controller properly to play. (Reader has normal hands, but they wear paw gloves because I make the rules around here).

Hungry and defeated, their cuteness is what wins them their prize.

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"Biscuits... So close... Didn't have time for breakfast this morning... I need them or...or..."

Thick tears mask your vision as you paw desperately at the glass; claws barely grazing the surface through the heavy wool of your gloves. Curse these mittens. If they weren't so cute on you, you could've had those snacks by now and been on your merry way home. You already had trouble wearing them during your day job- Why does the universe enjoy making you suffer so-

"Please, Mr. Claw machine- Or Ms! Whatever you prefer, I haven't had those snacks since I was a pup. I don't know how you have them, but I need them!"

Cheek pressed firmly against the glass, dim light washes over your miserable form crumbled at the floor of the machine. Your ears detect the shift of plastic as the flap covering the prize door rises simply from the work of an invisible hand. Legs held together, your hairs stand on end as a bone shaped biscuit slides from the open door into your lap.

"Whoa! Am I dreaming?! No way-"

The treat tastes too good for it to all be a figment of your imagination. You snatch it up without a second thought, gobbling it down without a care for any dangers that may arise from eating who knows how old snacks from an abandoned claw machine you found on the side of the road. Tasted fresh enough- As far as your taste buds could tell, there wasn't a thing wrong with it.

"More, please? Uhh, is there some kind of magic word I have to say? I have more money if that's what you want!"

Hugging onto the machine, your tail smacks hopelessly against its side. More treats pile into your lap - far more than you can carry home in your pockets. Your greed catches the better of you; heart unable to saddle the pain of leaving even one of them behind. Scooping as many as you can into your grubby arms, you fail to witness as the sign urging players to deposit their hard earn money into the machine tranforms into a small heart.

[zexal-club]

The children, they yearn for the scary

[yanderes-galore]

59.) "Are those friends of yours? Are they your everything?" Prompt for yandere platonic Bendy who grows attached to reader who snuck into the studio with their friends (if u wanna go dark , I’m all for it ^^)

Of course! Here's what I came up with :) Using my view on Bendy for this.

Yandere! Platonic! Bendy Prompt 59

"Are those friends of yours? Are they your everything?"

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Stalking, Violence, Murder, Blood, Jealousy, Sadism, Kidnapping, Dark themes, Delusional behavior, Mind break, Forced companionship.

Exploring abandoned places wasn't something you should've gone along with... yet it was exhilarating.

When you were in school you had found a group of friends who made a hobby out of exploring old and abandoned places. Anything from old schools to abandoned parks, it was so odd to see beloved places devoid of life. Originally you found it unnerving.

But now it was just exciting.

Today your friends had suggested exploring an abandoned animation studio. The idea was harmless enough. After all, what's dangerous about an animation studio?

You and your friends were just young adults doing stupid things. It was all for a bit of fun. You saw nothing wrong with it.

Just don't get caught, yeah?

The studio smells deeply of ink and rotting wood. There's an undeniable wet smell in the rooms as you creak through the hallways with your friends. The whole area seems so empty as you all split up to explore.

As you walk through the rotting halls of the studio, something follows you. Joey Drew Studios isn't your typical animation studio. You had no clue, unfortunately.

Not until things were too late.

Your eyes sweep over posters of various cartoon characters. A wolf, an angel, a devil... all typical stuff for the time period in your eyes. You couldn't help but feel uneasy as you linger in the studio, however.

The further you went you saw how dilapidated the building was. Ink pooled from the walls as though the building was bleeding. The footing underneath you even creaked as though it would break.

Thinking about turning tail to tell your friends it isn't safe, you turn. That is... until you heard scurrying. You jump in place, hearing a wet sound and small footsteps.

Surely wild animals would be a common sight, right? That's normal... a small raccoon or maybe a skunk- You've been to abandoned places before...

Yet when a small shiny black creature peaks from behind a wall, you just about freeze.

Your eyes narrow to try and see it better, the small creature about the size of some toddler as it inches into view. A devilish grin is on its face yet it looks at you curiously. Part of you manages to tell it looks similar to the posters you saw earlier.

"Wow! Visitors aren't a common sight here...!" The creature chirps in a curious yet mischievous tone, looking you over with a flick of its tail. "I thought I would just be left here."

"What the Hell are you!?" You find yourself losing your cool, the inky creature jumping at your harsh tone for a moment as your voice comes out in a squeal.

"I'm Bendy!" The living cartoon answers excitedly. "Bendy the Ink Demon! I'm a cartoon... technically."

"How?" You ask, keeping your distance. Adrenaline creeps into your veins yet you remain calm, still just... bewildered.

"How? I was born from the ink machine here, friend! It's been a long time since anyone was last here...." 'Bendy' answers, looking melancholic before perking up. "But you're here!"

You wanted to not believe it. You wanted to ignore the proof of a living cartoon. Yet Bendy here was undeniably real. What was this about an Ink Machine?

You know things were somewhat real when you touched Bendy's head, the ink staining your hand a deep black... and Bendy just seemed confused yet curious.

"What was that?" The ink demon tilts his head, looking at your stained hand.

"It's hard to believe something like you is real." You admit, Bendy perking up.

"Aren't I unique~?" The demon purrs. "Do you want help exploring? Are you going to stay? Can we be friends!?"

The rapid fire of questions by the demon catches you off guard. Fortunately, before you can give any answers, you hear some of your friends coming to check on you due to your scream. You go to prepare to introduce Bendy, but the demon has already scampered off like a scared cat.

How odd....

That was, unfortunately, not the only time you crossed paths with the ink demon. No, Bendy was intimidated by your little friends... but not enough to let you out of his sight. Why would he?

You were friends in his eyes.

You don't meet Bendy again until you explore deeper into the studio. The further you got in, the more you saw cardboard cutouts and odd pentagrams. If Bendy wasn't enough proof that this studio wasn't normal... this was.

"Heya, friend!" The familiar voice of Bendy echoes as he appears again. You turn to see him, the ink demon staring with childlike curiosity. You see his tail flick and wonder if he really is real.

He has to be, right?

"Hey, Bendy...." You greet, the demon's gaze never leaving yours.

"If you don't mind, friend, I have a question." Bendy hums, following his new friend's exploration.

"Like what?" You ask, looking at the creaking pipes of the building.

"Are those friends of yours?" Bendy asks like a naive child. "Those other people you came with, I mean...."

"Yes, they are." You confirm. "I explore places like this with them all the time."

Bendy ponders your answer for a moment, deep in thought. Friends... he missed when he had friends. Now all his friends are gone...

He wants new friends...

He wants to be your friend.

"... Are they your everything?" Bendy whispers, inky black eyes staring up at you. The question is odd, making you pause your search.

"Pardon...?" You ask, Bendy looking up at you innocently.

"Does having friends mean a lot to you?" Bendy repeats, envious of the connection. "Do friends make you happy...?"

"I... yes, yes they do." You answer, Bendy going quiet for a moment before grabbing your attention again.

"... Can we be friends?" Bendy asks. He has called you friend, but he says that to many others. He wants to know if you're really friends. You ponder the question, smiling softly.

As strange as he was... Bendy was quite cute.

You wondered if you were going high off the ink fumes.

"Sure." You smile, the demon perking up. "We can be friends."

Bendy makes a noise akin to a happy squeak. Friends mean a lot to you and you're a friend! Which means... he means a lot to you!

He has a new friend!

You go to continue exploring, only for Bendy to cling to your leg. The ink demon rubs his head against you like a cat, tail wagging. The sight is... adorable...

Yet you know you can't stay....

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"You said friends mean a lot to you...." The demon whispers in a sad tone. The fear in your eyes didn't matter to him right now. "So why would you try to abandon me?"

You feel ink and blood stain your clothes as you press yourself into the wall. The demon in front of you... it didn't feel like the cute cartoon demon you met. If anything...

This was an actual demon.

"No... you wouldn't do that, would you, friend?" Bendy asks, tilting his head. The beast leans closer, the scent of blood and ink creating a toxic concoction in your nose.

"You wouldn't abandon me... those other friends of yours were trying to take you away!" Bendy chirps, still managing to sound like his old self despite his new form. "Pretty crummy friends if you ask me...."

You shut your eyes, tears rolling down your cheeks. This couldn't be real, right? No... Bendy wasn't real... and the blood isn't your friends.

A low growl comes from the beast in front of you. You yelp when he leans over, ink dripping onto your skin. You can't deny reality much longer....

"But that's okay... it's all okay!" Bendy purrs. "I got rid of them since we're friends now...!"

You feel nausea kick in when reality finally sinks in to taunt you. Within a few hours your friends were torn apart by the demon. The very same demon who held you in such high regard for saying you were friends.

You begin to think there was a reason he was left here... alone.

"You... still wanted to explore, yeah?" Bendy tilts his head. "You said you did that for fun with friends, right, friend?"

An inky claw picks you up from the ground, ignoring how you go limp at the touch. Bendy stands you up, a grin on his face. In this form it looks far from innocent.

"Let's explore then, friend!" Bendy coos, dragging you off as you fight against the sticky skin he has. "I'll lead the way, just the two of us on a little adventure!"

As Bendy drags you deep into the studio, you can only focus on the blood coating the floor and walls....

It took one fun little trip to lose all your friends, your mind and heart crack a little...

But maybe Bendy can fill such a void, not like you have much of a choice.

[alienprincess04]

[shivrwivr]

Cringetober Prompt 9 Childhood Video Game

I FINKSHED THIS YESTERDAY BUT FELL ASLEEP SO TECHNICALLY NOT LATE

[nana2009]

yandere Dave first realization he liked karkat drawing?

probably here? with so much evidence he couldn't lie to himself anymore even if he tried!

realization hit that the guy youve been obsessing with for the past year and a half got out of hand and took over your entire life

nothing to worry about, im sure... this will definitely not get out of hand.

[kawaiiaestheticceline]

Horror Characters I know!

[ablobwhowrites]

more transformers prime and animated shitposting and headcanons

M/n texting: 'hey miko I think I found a new auto bot' miko: 'oh cool send me a pic!' *m/n sends a pic of him and a vehicon that is petting m/n with it's finger* miko: 'THATS A DECEPTICON' m/n: 'THIS BITCH TOLD ME HE WAS A AUTO BOT!'

Tfp human m/n has a little rule that each day one auto bot can be m/n's guardian like Monday it's arcee, Tuesday it's bulkhead, Wednesday it's bumblebee, Thursday it's ratchet then Friday it's prime....then when smokescreen joins he gets Saturday, then the kids m/n just hangs out with them regardless cause they are in the same highschool

Tfp starscream after he kidnapped you: "oh hello my little human." y/n: LEAVE ME ALONE!

you when you see Megatron

Also personal thought, I wanna do a yandere the Michel's vs the machines

[meownotgood]

is it okay for me to admit that yandere x reader is my guiltiest pleasure... character who wants to keep you safe and in their arms and they will stop at nothing to do so... delicious

[danganronpaisbest]

List of all my fandoms

[heartfullofleeches]

Puppy Reader stopping by the claw machine everyday after work for their well deserved treats, however one of these visits the machine decides to gift them a different prize.

"Is this... a dog collar? My name's on it too.. I wanted more treats, but.... this is a million times better! I've always wanted a collar, but it seems kinda embarrassing to wear it in public- Thank you, magical claw machine!"

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hi, can I order yandere Viktor Arcane with a reader who is yandere for him too? Please 🥺

Yandere Viktor x Yandere Reader

You’re similar to Luciane in that you softly pine for him

Watching his back as he crawls to the greatest feat science will ever come to know

Except you don’t stop if he waves you off

You persist, noting the blood that he spits up as he further tests the boundaries of Hextech

When Jayce or anyone attempts to heed his progress you intercept them

“I don’t think that’s a good idea…Victor’s working really hard on this! Don’t try to stop him, now.”

But what can lowly scientists do at the hand of the council and the public

So even as his health fails you join him in his pursuit 

Finally getting his eyes to look at you

You don’t identify with his plea to help humanity; you appeal to his health and success

Which may mean sneaking into the Hextech labs to retrieve however much he needs

When he cures his condition or at least gains the new power with his…advancements

He works on something else

Something that will leave you at his mercy+ keeps you by his side

Whether you retain your employment in his stead or are running within the shadows 

He still feels far from you

Too far

So when he gives you a bracelet or ring with a blue glow you best not take it off

“I’ve lost a  lot (Y/n) but I’ve gained a lot as well. And I will not be losing any of the progress I’ve made now.”

[yanderes-galore]

could I request a yandere concept for twisted Alice angel for a toon that's disfigured or imperfect similar to her?

I can try, sure. This one is a bit difficult to think of but I'll see what I got.

Yandere! Twisted Alice Angel with Imperfect Toon! Darling

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Degrading behavior, Projecting, Emotional abuse mentioned, Sadism, Kidnapping, Isolation, Dehumanization, Forced relationship/companionship.

This idea is a bit difficult considering Alice's views on perfection.

She herself wants to be perfect and views most other ink creatures as putrid.

Poor you was probably another failed experiment to make an employee into a living cartoon.

You're no doubt a failed version of a character you voiced or created.

I imagine her obsession starts as resentment or projection.

She's frustrated with her own imperfections... and would probably take it out on you unfortunately.

While a perfect toon obsession probably has the chance of being killed by her to make herself perfect and merge you two...

An imperfect toon would be degraded and often used for her to rant at.

She treats you both as a monster and a pet.

She isn't even sure why she's obsessed with you.

In reality, it's probably a complicated reason.

She no doubt sees herself in you and hates it.

It's like showing a mirror at her, she despises imperfection.

Another part may just be the sadistic desire to degrade her.

It makes her feel good.

It's her way of ignoring her own problems.

Eventually I can see it manifesting as a twisted version of love (pun not originally intended).

You're the only companionship she has... even if she's adamant on expressing dislike for you.

In her own warped way, she may even view you as another one of her experiments.

She'd probably use her imperfect obsession in an attempt to create perfection.

She uses ink to experiment, to drain other ink creature's essence to put into you.

She's erratic and volatile at times, either praising you in a sickly sweet tone or berating you for her experiments not working.

As most yanderes are, she's toxic.

She treats you like a lab rat... because if she dehumanizes... It makes her feel good.

She's obsessed with you because she's obsessed with herself.

You aren't the same toon, yet you're both imperfect.

She lures you in with a sweet voice, telling you she'll make you perfect.

Only to lock you in a room where only she can see you, just to test her little theories.

Alice "loves" you in the sense that she adores what you make possible.

She toys with you, her only companion.

Yet she doesn't care if she scares you or makes you cry.

In a sickly way she loves your ugly little tears.

You can't tell if she loves or hates you... or if either emotion is even genuine.

All you can do is endure as she caresses your face and subjects you to a new form of experimentation.

Alice hates you as you remind her of herself...

Yet she appears to "love" you as you might be a way to solve her own imperfection...

It's all about her in the end... You're hers forever until you meet your end.

[onionsoop]

I lowkey hate how I'm such a stickler about "canon" Chrollo. It makes so many fics unenjoyable for me because I'll be there like, "He would not say that 🤨 He would not do that 🤨"

Granted, I think that within the fandom he's absolutely a victim of being watered down into certain stereotypes, but no fandom or character is free from that.

I think a more controversial take I have on it though is I rarely see any situation where Chrollo could have a "normal" relationship with anyone, I feel like it always makes sense for it to be yandere in some way. I don't think he's mentally available or stable enough to function within a relationship without it being a front, but I feel like people forget that a lot and just reduce him to charming man who will treat you like a princess, which I think is super interesting in a yandere context but not normally just because it's so ooc for him to do without an ulterior motive.

Anyways, obviously this is just my opinion on it and this isn't meant to target anyone (I consume tons of "watered down" Gojo Satoru fics every week, I am not free from sin).

[midnightlee25]

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