#yandere tg

[animeyanderelover]

Can I ask this for Kaneki, Ayato, from TG and Sukuna (+some other characters of JJK)?

I’ve read your reply about wanting PM and ADA Dazai also added in here and it doesn’t count as a second request.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, clinginess, manipulation, paranoia, stalking, sadism, abduction, death

Tags: @flaming-vulpix @shumidehiro @leveyani @izanami78 @lovley-valentine7

S/o has a tattoo of the name of their ex

Kaneki Ken

🔲​You would have never told Kaneki about the tattoo that decorates your back even if you would have known him before he abducted you. There is no need for you to even attempt to hide it from him as the ghoul finds out anyways. He is a rather devoted stalker, all the time on edge out of worry that something may happen to you if he isn't watching you. It is to be expected that he at one point catches a glimpse of the tattoo on your back, though he didn't mean to peek when you were undressing yet he doesn't avert his gaze quick enough to avoid catching a glimpse of the name you have written on your back. All effort to be polite by looking away is instantly wiped from his mind as his eyes are glued to the tattoo on your back. What-what is that? Whose name is that? His throat tightens as the air he breathes in suddenly seems to have a new weight to it, his chest heaving as he is unable to tear his gaze away from the black ink etched on your back.

🔲​That tattoo becomes one of the biggest sources of insecurity for Kaneki and he is unable to get it out of his mind, constantly envisioning that name. He can already imagine whose name it might be but he is terrified to ask you and confirm his suspicions as soon as he has abducted you. The question often lingers on the tip of his tongue yet it becomes lead the moment he attempts to vocalise the words. It doesn't fly over your head how he constantly stares at your back with that queasy gleam in his eyes, knowing exactly what is beneath your shirt. It is when he sees the sight of it again by accident that he snaps and breaks down. Tears stream down his face, his lips wobble and fingers dig into your flesh painfully as he asks you with a trembling voice to whom that name belongs. He has always feared your answer yet not even his worst imagination could have prepared him for the feeling of his heart being crushed when you fearfully confess that it is the name of your ex. He isn't able to look at your back properly anymore from that day on without breaking down again. You'd probably never be able to love him the same way, right? Of course not... He's absolutely despicable.

Kirishima Ayato

🌌​It's quite difficult for Ayato to come to term with the fact that he has fallen in love with the very thing he has despised his entire life. He's always loathed humans for fearing and hunting down his own kind and he has gladly slaughtered your kind without feeling any lingering remorse yet now he's got you. You exhibit the same fear as soon as he has abducted you and it only fuels his anger. Your kind really just can't stop judging and hating his kind, can't you? He's very rough with you and no matter what you do it only seems to get on his nerves. During one particularly frightening argument where you try to run away he accidentally rips your shirt apart when he yanks you back, revealing the tattoo written on your shoulder blade to him. You cower on the ground as you expect screaming yet nothing ever happens. You dare to turn your head around to look at him with teary eyes only to feel your heart stopping when you see his activated Kakugan as he stares at the tattoo. What...the fuck is this?

🌌​You're subjected to a bitter anger from that day on as Ayato actively degrades you for the tattoo. You really are pathetic, you know? Who is dumb enough to let a name of their lover to be engraved on their skin? Especially since that person isn't even with you anymore. He always barks at you to cover up that tattoo to spare him the disgusting sight as seeing the black ink always triggers him to be thrown into a whirlwind of emotions. There's a deep hatred for the person who made you stupid enough to make this decision and he considers if he should perhaps question you where they live so he can just murder them to vent out some of the seething anger inside of him. Maybe he'll just do it but before that the abomination on your skin has to be gone. His angered sadism might get the better of him as the threat for him to bite the spot and rip a portion of your skin and flesh out of you is a chance though he wouldn't swallow the gross skin of yours where their name is written on.

Pm! Dazai Osamu

🤎​A sickly sweet facade to lure you closer to him only for him to eventually reveal his venomous fangs to you and unleash his inner beast on you. That is Dazai from the Port Mafia for you. As soon as he has you where he wants you to be he will expose his everything to you and his darkness threatens to swallow you whole. Hot and harsh kisses are what you remember on that night as his fingers dig painfully into your skin, brown eyes gleaming with the devil's look as he takes in the sight of your tears as you feel your clothes slowly being removed. And then all of it stops. Fearful confusion twists your intestines as you gather the shaky courage to open your eyes only to see his face void of any emotions, his eyes focused on the inside of your thighs. It takes you a few seconds to piece everything together as your mind is slowed down due to the overwhelimg fear. Only then do you realise with a hitch of your breath that he must have discovered your tattoo, hidden down there. It is the audible stutter of your breath that has those terrifying orbs snap up to your face, a dark look on his face as he asks you slowly what that tattoo symbolises.

🤎​The following days after he has discovered your little secret he leaves you dangling over the abyss. You're thoroughly shaken up as you estimate this to be his intended calm before the storm where he leaves your mind and heart quivering with fear. All for this one moment so indescribably horrifying that no words could explain it as he escorts you to a basement only for you to be met with the sight of your half-dead ex. A gun is pushed into your palm as he guides your arm so that the weapon is pointed at your ex, his voice whispering into your ear to shoot. You're frozen in fear as Dazai uses you like a puppet, his fingers guiding yours to push the trigger one time, two times, three times... Even after your ex has died he forces you to keep shooting until you are out of bullets. You sink to your knees as soon as he removes himself from you, your mind still in shambles as it tries to catch up with what just happened before you hear the rattling of chains, your gaze slowly moving up only to see Dazai giving you a lopsided grin with chains, tattoo needles and a knife in his hands. Be sweet for him whilst he's going to correct your tattoo. After all you love being branded by the person who currently owns you, don't you?

ADA! Dazai Osamu

🤎​Dazai is already well acquainted with the unsavory fact that you had someone you used to call his lover before him but as petty as he is, he has stayed away from them because he also knows that you have broken off contact with them and they have done the same. Aah~ What wonderful opportunity to swoop in and mend the broken heart of a damsel in distress. Now that they are gone from your life he can claim your heart and your love for himself. If there is one thing he can do wonderfully it is knowing how to attach himself to your hips as he swoons over you and dotes on you. All of those sweet feelings are temporarily shattered the moment he catches a glimpse of your tattoo, the name spelled out on your shoulder. A sudden lump forms in his throat as he stares oddly at the tattoo until your voice brings him back to reality and he musters a wry grin as he apologises for spacing out there. You have noticed what he has spotted though and admit to him nonchalantly that this is the name of your ex.

🤎​It is from that moment on that Dazai starts focusing more on that ex of yours as it is a hard knowledge for him to digest that at one point you were so madly in love with them that you tainted your pretty skin with their ugly name. Pettiness and jealousy can truly do wonders as Dazai resents them, envies them for the fact that you once held so much affection for them that you tattooed their name on your shoulder. He starts subtly questioning you about them as he wants to ensure that you truly do not have any affection left for them and he might even be motivated enough to pay that ex of yours a visit to have a polite talk with them to ensure that they never think of contacting you again either. He truly loathes that tattoo but he hides it behind silly reactions as good as he can though he is wondering when exactly you plan to get rid of that name. After all they aren't even your lover anymore. You do not hold any lingering affection for them still, do you? That would be a bit troublesome after all.

Ryomen Sukuna

🗾​In Sukuna's eyes you are utterly his. He is the King who takes what he desires and no one dares to subject, not even you after you have learnt your place. After all you should know that you will never be an equal to him and should instead be grateful that he allows you to be so close to him in the first place. You'll never regret the day you made the decision to engrave the name of your now ex-lover onto your skin as much as the moment where Sukuna spots the black ink on the back of your neck. One of his arms effortlessly keeps you in place by wrapping itself around your waist whilst another hand of his grabs the back of your head and pushes it down, forcing you to tilt your head as he observes the tattoo on your skin. Nothing but silence follows for a few moments where he keeps your head in that uncomfortable position and you feel blood rushing to your brain as the atmosphere grows heavier, causing your stomach to churn anxiously as the curse lets you bathe in your own anxiety before he asks you with only a mild hint of displeasure in his tone who that person is. Surely they must be quite important for you to have a tattoo of their name on your skin.

🗾​You shouldn't keep secrets from him, little mortal. He's your owner now so if his belonging has been spoiled before he must know of it. A sadistic grin soon finds its way on his face as he lets go of you and asks you if you'd like for him to serve you their head to truly help you realise how pathetic their human life was and, by extension, how pathetic you were for ever thinking it'd be a good idea to get inked with their name. If you love being branded by your current owner so much you should have just told him so from the beginning. He relishes in the sight of seeing you cower beneath his form as you are barely able to look up at him. Now, now, there is no need to be so skittish. He'll even be kind enough to let you choose. Would you prefer for him to slaughter that paltry former companion of yours first or would you prefer for him to erase their mark on you and give you a new brand which will claim you as his first? Flames appear on the tips of his fingers, only adding to the wriggling terror deep within your soul as he looks down at you. Hurry and make your decision or else he'll decide for you.

Nanami Kento

💛​Nanami takes his time to properly court you and get to know you. Even though he knows of his own obsession he prefers to do things the proper way instead of doing it half-heartedly. You inform him quite early on that you used to be in a relationship but had to break things off since it just didn't work anymore and he respects that. What you did not tell him though is that their name is still decorating your ankle, something that Nanami has the displeasure to discover all by himself. There is only a short flicker of disappointment in his eyes before he puts on a poker face to hide all of his displeased feelings for the moment, his eyes finding yours as the unspoken question lingers in the room. The frustration on your face is quite visible as well as the slice of embarrassment. So you deliberately chose to not tell him about this. He must say that this does disappoint him a bit even if he understands that this is probably a bit of a difficult topic to talk about, especially considering that you aren't even together with the very person whose name is tattooed on your ankle.

💛​It is safe to say that he would prefer for you to get that tattoo removed. It would be quite awkward for him to be your new partner all whilst you have the name of your ex inked on your skin. He'll even take over all the costs that would come with the tattoo removal. Surely you'd agree to his offer, won't you? If you were to give him signs of hesitation he would have to assume that maybe there are still lingering feelings for your ex, something he cannot tolerate. Perhaps he should get acquainted with your ex after all even if he is confident that it won't be a pleasant experience to figure out how their feelings are in regards to you. In the meantime he will slowly change your mind so that you agree with his suggestion. His arguments are logical as he is dismissing any lingering feelings of yours, especially since you and your ex broke things off quite some time ago. Any chance for you to get in contact with them again will be taken care off by him secretly as that ex of yours is luckily civilised enough to understand the message as soon as Nanami meets them privately as he clarifies to them what kind of relationship he has with you.

[karaokeiko]

miss him honestly

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[yandereunsolved]

Seer reader: "Today is gonna be totally normal."

Approximately thirty seconds later—

Yandere Aegon: "Which one of us is more likely to marry you?" Deep breath "Is it me or Aemond? Is it me or Aemond?"

—

Yandere Rhaenyra: "It is good to have you here. You will surely aid us in the war."

Seer reader: "H-How did I get all the way back here?"

Yandere Daemon smugly standing in the corner after he kicked a child and stole you back from Team Green.

—

Yandere Criston Cole: "I will protect you with every bone in my body."

Seer reader: "You can't protect me from the horrors."

Yandere TB & TG: "We're the horrors."

—

Yandere Aemond: "Mine."

Seer reader: "I am a bastard, my prince."

Yandere Aemond: "That just means you will have to marry me and have my children to be considered legitimate."

—

Yandere TB & TG: "Whose side are you on?"

Seer reader: "The side of my freedom." Eyes the map and looks at Essos.

—

Yandere Helaena: "You're very pretty."

Seer reader: "Thank you."

Yandere Helaena: "Did you know the copulation process is exceptionally long among ladybugs? It can last more than two hours. Is that how your visions work? Are they induced by your hormones? If my husband were to couple with you, do you think you would end up getting a vision in the middle of it?"

Seer reader: "I—uh."

Yandere Helaena: "If we were to entwine limbs do you think our process would be close to that of a ladybug? We were both given divine gifts. It would make sense if it took that long for us."

Seer reader: whispering "Daemon, Rhaenyra, Jacaerys, save me."

—

Viserys: Gets down on one knee

Seer reader: "Oh my gods, it’s finally happening."

Viserys: Dies.

Seer reader: "The poison kicked in."

—

Yandere Daemon: "Three words. Say them and I'm yours."

Seer reader: "Three words."

Yandere Daemon: "A win is a win. A win is a win."

—

Seer reader: Running around the castle panicked, blind, and with a bloody nose.

Yandere Daemon: "What did you see, my dear?"

Seer reader: "Nobody died. I promise."

Yandere Rhaenyra's mother senses kicking in: "WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!"

—

Yandere Alicent & Yandere Ser Criston worrying over Seer reader and the fact Yandere TB will try to kidnap them again.

Seer reader: "Don’t worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve."

Yandere Alicent: "I think you mean cards."

Seer reader, pulling knives out of their sleeves: "No, I do not."

Both yanderes silently questioning how you got those knives.

—

Random noble: "Do you have a spouse?"

Seer reader: "Emotionally, or legally?"

—

Yandere Helaena: "Treat spiders the way you want to be treated."

Seer reader: "Killed without hesitation."

Yandere Helaena: "No!"

—

Seer reader: "What time is it?"

Yandere Aegon: "I don’t know. Scream and we’ll find out."

Seer reader: Screams.

Yandere Criston COLE: "WHO THE FUCK IS HURTING SEER READER AT TWO IN THE MORNING!?"

Yandere Aegon: "It’s 2 am."

—

Seer reader: Looks at draft. "That is way too long."

Author: "I'm making it longer."

[offwithmyhead]

IMHO Thoma and Kazuha are the best (aka easiest to deal with) yandere among all of them. The best boys are best even in this race ;)

Yandere Thoma who practically lights up like a Christmas tree whenever his lover shows any any ANY affection. They’re asleep and they wrap their arms around him? He’s estatic trying so hard not to let his excitement wake them up. His darling eagerly eats the food he’s made them, even asking for seconds? He’s redder than diluc’s hair. His darling tells him for the first tike that they love him after giving up on running away, succumbing to Stockholm syndrome? He’s on cloud nine.

thoma just loves you so so much, and he's the 'literally drowns you in affection until you can do nothing but accept it' type. it's . . . easier, sometimes, to give in to someone like that.

there's nobody else who ever sees you, after all. he keeps you sequestered in a spare room next to his own in the estate that he has a key to; he's the only companionship you get. staring at those same four walls, it's hard not to lean in to his physical touch, to start feeling your heart jump when he beams at you and tells you about a dog he saw whilst he was out in inazuma today.

he can't mean any harm. he can't. so . . . you smile at him. you eat his food. you leech his warmth when he lays beside you, snuggling up into him (perhaps he keeps this room cooler, doesn't bank the fires properly, exactly for this reason . . . but there's no need for you to know that). and when he asks you, eventually, if you love him--

there's nobody else but him to love, is there?

[duskoon]

Yandere!Toru x Reader (General Headcanon):

A/n: It ain't a request, but oh god I simp for this man so hard. He is my personal favorite Jojo villain so far, closely followed by Pucci then Valentine. It's shame he is overhated and underrated, so I'll give him the love that he deserves. Rejoice Toru lovers, I got your backs. Also, Jojolion is severely underrated and deserve some love. First Jojo post, let’s go.

Tw: Afab!reader, Jojolion Spoilers, Canon Divergence, Yandere themes, Obsessive/Possessive behaviours, Toxic relationship (Somewhat of a parasitic relationship), Co-dependancy, Stalking (Classic Toru behavior right here), Abandonment issues, Implied murder, Manipulation, Creepy undertones, Age difference (Reader is 25+ and Toru is canonically 87+, rock humans can live up to 120 and age very slowly in comparison to carbon-based humans), Interspecies relationship, Abuse of Authority, Medical malpractice (illegal usage of sedatives), WoU.

Note: Text = “Purple” = Wonder of U speaking.

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ [Now playing: The Scientist] 𝟙:𝟘𝟙 ─────|───── 𝟝:𝟙𝟘 ↻ ◁ 𝕀𝕀 ▷ ↺ 𝕍𝕠𝕝𝕦𝕞𝕖: ■■■■■□□□ ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯

❦ “Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions..” The lyrics were blaring loudly through his earbuds, as Toru hummed along with it. In the reverie he was engrossed in, he accidentally collided onto someone. Consequently, dropping his phone in the process.

❦ Before the phone could clash with the ground and break, however, a gentle hand took hold of it and rose up to pass the device to him.

❦ “My apologies, sir. I was in a bit of hurry, you see. Please... Find it in your heart to forgive me.”

❦ Soft, yet a kind slant in the stranger’s voice snapped him from his previous stupor. As his mauvish-crimson irises wandered to meet her (e/c) ones before taking his earbuds off.

❦ “A-Ah. You don't need to apologize, miss. If anything, it's me who should apologize. I must thank you for your trouble, though.”

❦ Toru spoke with an alluring tilt in his tone, almost too charming if it weren't for the hollow eyes of his. He was the master of both guises and words. Like a jester that wore multiple masks to appease his audience.

❦ He had lived amongst organic humans for so long. Observing and adapting to their behaviors accordingly. Integrating in, yet never fully becoming one of them.

❦ He could truly never become fully human, Toru was painfully aware of that, even if he wished to be one. It's pointless to pursue such unattainable endeavour, especially if it goes against his inherent nature.

❦ The only way for him, as he thoroughly believes, to be as close to one is by accomplishing something grand. That way he’ll leave his mark permanently. That way he won't be forgotten, nor will his existence amount to nothing.

❦ Looking at the lady, he could see her wearing a navy blue medical scrub and a familiar lab coat. Is she a doctor in TG University Hospital? If so, how come he wasn't notified? He knew everyone there, aside from her. Perhaps a new hire? His curiosity has been piqued.

❦ “How intriguing…” The dark haired man thought to himself, as he shoved both his phone and earbuds into his yellow pant’s pockets. Toru chose to follow behind her. Not too far that he loses her out of his peripheral sight, but not near enough that it alarms her of his presence.

❦ In his eyes, it wasn't stalking at all but rather an observation to be made. After all for the majority of his long isolated life, he has been detached due to his “unique” circumstances.

❦ There’s something that allured him to her, was it perhaps the working of her stand? Was it fate itself? He wants to—no, must know. Yusaho was a means to an end for him, albeit you—for some odd reason—had managed to tug at his rocky heart.

~~~

❦ Due to his nature as a Rock Human… I personally believe Toru would take a long time, before he even realises his affections toward his darling is genuine and not born out of ulterior motives. Unlike, what had transpired between him and Yasuho in the past.

❦ Maybe it was your indiscriminate kindness that had enticed his voracious attention, especially since it was out of good heart, just like how a Venus flytrap secretes a sweet nectar to ensnare an unknowing prey into it’s grasp.

❦ Or by some sheer luck, he had somehow managed to flee the Higashikata’s before they could finish him off. His life was on a single thread ready to fall at any moment, if it weren't for your intervention.

❦ Perhaps you were a miracle worker of some sort that could cure the rock disease; That he had sustained from the equivalent exchange with the Higashikata’s youngest child, or you have a stand that could heal it? It doesn't matter the reason, he doesn't understand why… But he feels indebted to you.

❦ “Urgh.. Hah.. Thank you.. Thank you for saving me..” Toru muttered weakly, looking deeply into your beautiful eyes as you carefully stitched his wounds close to prevent external bleeding. It was beautiful to him. Just like the sheen of rainbow after a long storm. The eyes of his saviour. If you weren't, then one of Wonder of U endless calamities would have already stroke you.

❦ “Shhhh.. Rest your mind, I'll take care of you.. Don't stress yourself. By heavens… what… to… you?” You replied back softly, carrying the injured oddly dressed stranger to your home. Your mellifluous voice—in spite of cutting off—soothed his fears, as he closed his eyes. No longer dreading what Toru thought was his near death, because the dark haired man knows he’ll come back just fine. Your words and actions remained etched into his mind.

❦ One thing for sure… Once Toru comes into terms with his feelings, things will roll so fast and unbeknownst to you. You’ll suddenly feel scrutinizing eyes following you everywhere—whether be it his own (most likely), one of his cohorts, or even his own stand under a guise of a close relative—most likely an older man—of your own. It's not like he had a hand in said relative’s death who may or may not figured what he is up to, it was merely an… accident.

❦ Toru is extremely obsessive, as he is attentive to his darling’s habits and needs and personal preferences to a tee. From knowing ordinary things like their favorite genre of music, videogames, flowers, to their favorite food, and all the way to their medical records (Ex: If his darling’s family—by extension his darling— had a record of a hereditary diseases he’d know, to monitoring their menstrual cycle, his darling’s exact blood pressure and whatnot, and etc..) and other personal information.

❦ Whatever information regarding his darling he will covet it like a greedy dragon that preserve it’s treasures, whether through his status as a head doctor in the hospital or/and as the leader of Locacaca Organization. No one would ever suspect him of doing that, and if they do… Well.. It's a shame that they’ll met a misfortune end, eh?

❦ “Don't worry, sunflower. I will protect you, provide for you, and alleviate any kind pain you have. What kind of lover would I be, if I can't do all of that? There is absolutely nothing that I won't do to guarantee your safety and happiness except if it meant you're going to abandon/replace me. You're my first priority!”

❦ Paired with his obsessiveness, is his manipulative and sly nature. Don't let his playful and laid-back nature fool you. What lurks under his unassuming mask, is a dark and selfish urge to obtain you all for himself. Cut you off from the greedy world, only for his eyes to relish and keep.

❦ With his forbidden knowledge of his darling intricacies and inner secrets, the rock human will emulate whatever you like and would condemn what you hate. However, he is smart enough to share something of his own interests lest you suspect him.

❦ “Toru-san, It’s nice to see you again here! But, why are you here? Aren't you busy at the moment?” You asked; Voice soft, sweet, and innocent unaware of the “young” doctor’s true intentions. You were about to leave your office to head back to your home, but Toru’s sudden appearance has halted you. It's quite surprising that he precisely knew where you had worked, let alone the exact time your shift ended. Must be a coincidence, or is it?

❦ Your ardor and charity was one of a kind. Toru couldn't help but yearn for it, yet he only desires it for him and himself only. It irritates him when you share it with others, but he hides such distaste beneath a veneer of charisma.

❦ After all, he doesn't want you to be scared of him. He wants you to come to him out of your own will, and vie for him like he does to you. He is a patient man, after all. Whatever competitor/s he has for your heart are already taken care off with utter apathy toward their untimely demise.

❦ “I just finished my shift, sunflower.. I came here to ask you.. If you would like to accompany me to the theatre? I heard they'll be playing some of Tchaikovsky works, and I thought about inviting you along since you're a big fan of his works…” The young man offered, seeing your eye light up in excitement and brought a smile onto his unblemished face.

❦ “Really?!” You exclaimed elated, before deflating as you remember your current situation.

❦ “I uh.. really want to, but I… can't go.. Well.. I have a low budget at the moment… hahaha..” You continued shyly, yet that didn't stop the charming man from pointing his pointer finger ontop of your delicate lips almost to shush you in a teasing manner.

❦ “Don’t worry, If money is your concern… Then I can just cover for you! A diligent employee like you deserve a break from work. After all, stress is the greatest killer. Let me relieve some of your burden!” Toru muttered offering his right hand for you to take, while his left pointer finger is still caressing your lips.

❦ “Bu—” Before you could argue back, the dark haired man interrupted you with a playful smirk. “It is no trouble at all, sunflower.. You do not need to repay me with anything. Your presence is more than enough for me.”

❦ He is very lucid about his unhealthy obsession. Instead of rejecting it, however, he wholeheartedly accepts it. Due to his nature, he sees it as normal. Wouldn't you like to be pampered and loved like a pet?

❦ Toru is affectionate, and a tad bit physically clingy. Nothing too alarming at hindsight. Do you blame him? He had been so alone for so long without any connections, and whoever came after him succumbs to his stand’s lethal ability spurring his loneliness even further.

❦ All except you for some reason. Was it your stand that is protecting you? It doesn’t matter. He had a taste of you, and he won’t let you go. Toru refuses to go back to the agonizingly meaningless existence that he had before meeting you.

❦ What triggers him so quickly is the idea of his darling forgetting, rejecting or/and replacing him. It is his primal fear above anything else. You are the only person, who made him think of someone else besides himself.

❦ It’s enough he was rejected once due to his youthful appearance, he won't let that happen again especially with you. He had already latched onto you.

❦ “Ahahah.. Sunflower.. Please don't leave me.. I'll be good.. I'll be what you want me to be.. Just please, I beg you, don't leave me.” Toru dropped on his knees, with his two hands clutching yours tightly in a desperate manner.

❦ To an untrained eyes, you might be in the wrong for breaking this poor man’s heart. Yet, you knew better than anyone how dangerous this man was. How his obsession run deeper than still water. Or in this case, endless stream of blood and death.

❦ If only you knew back then, saving him would lead him to slaughter anyone who came close to you. All in the name of protecting and loving you.. How delusional.. Love begets altruism, not selfishness. Though, you doubt he could comprehend that.. Left completely in the dark about his inhuman nature.

❦ You’d have let him to crumble like dust, but it was far too late for that now. As he brought your hands, to where his heart supposed to be.

❦ It is often said that human response to danger was flight or fight, yet there was a third option that is often forgotten about. Freeze.

❦ Taking advantage of his beloved’s shock, he swiftly administered a sedative into her body. Slowly watching her body fall limp. Before your head could reach the concrete, he held you close to his chest.

❦ “Tell you I'm sorry. You don't know how lovely you are…” The rock human muttered softly, carrying your unconscious body to his “home” that he had bought for you. Away from civilization, just the two of you living together forevermore. The notion that you're dependant on him for everything, puts a smile on his face. He wants to be your world, just like you are to him.

❦ Escaping him is pointless, since the rock human has his connections everywhere. That, and his obsession for you had gone so far, that even his stand has inhibited some of it.

❦ Whenever Toru goes in his habitual sleep cycle like most rock humans do, Wonder of U most likely is keeping watch over you. It's very apparent since disasters and freak accidents follow you like a moth to a flame. It may not harm you directly, but the guilt that eats your mind for being the indirect cause of the bystander’s death will prevent you from trying again.

❦ “I must commend you! Not only were you clever to discover a way through my abilites, yet found a way to run away from my user. However, it's no use fleeing from us… You will only bring calamities to innocent bystanders… You do not wish for that, would you? The moment our eyes laid on you, human, it was preordained for us to be one. It would be best for you to make amends with your fate.”

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hi, if you're taking requests may I request inosuke and akaza (separate) with a tokyo ghoul!ghoul obsession that solely scavenges off of human remains? Like they eat freshly buried corpses or discarded "leftovers" from demons or other tg!ghouls?

Ghoul Reader | Yandere Demonslayer

Other than your family’s tight-knit community you have yet to meet anyone like yourself. Black scleras and red eyes are staved with the consumption of non-human remains. Your doing much better than the few ghouls you’ve come across but something seems amiss. Perhaps there are others who have the option to eat what you do and now that they’ve found you their never letting go: 

Inosuke Hashibara

He sees you move at night 

Swiftly and quietly 

If he were any lesser demon slayer he would of sliced at you the second you hunched over to eat

But even with the human gunk on your face he can’t stop that itchy feeling on his cheeks and heart

So he resigns to watching you, hardly noticing the way his body is reacting

He senses no malice from you 

Thats the reason he excuses himself to stand under a pressuring waterfall

But its not working! 

After that he finds that you’ll even eat the remains of the demons he executes

So he indirectly ends up feeding you 

“HEY! You want more tasty meat, than follow me!” 

He eventually gets over his watching stalking to confront you

Making it known he can provide for you

As long as you don’t try eatting him or any other human he feels no need to treat you like a demon

But if you do he’ll just do what gonpachiro does 

He prefers it if you struggle a bit

It makes him fall in love excited all the more

“Hahaha yess! Fight me! And when I win you’ll be mine.”

Akaza 

He follows up on Muzan’s command

Seeking out a creature of strong power and ability to blend in with humanity in the sun

He finds his nonexistent heart beating as he figures you out

“They..have morals…Interesting.”

Under the pretense of his mission

He devotes himself to seeing how you blend in with everyone

Willing to eat their food even when it makes you sick

During a particularly bad bout of human food

He comes to you bed ridden and sleepy 

holding you when you get up to throw up

Somehow he doesn’t want to encourage you to join the ranks as a demon

When you become lucid you’re grateful

As he dutifully retrieved sustenance for you

He silently indulges in his little slice of heaven: you

And he’s going to protect no matter what 

Even if its from you

“I can do more for you. I want the best for you So expect to see me around more often. I’m never letting you leave.”

[mixxie-mousi3]

Hello people's, My name is Mixxie but you can call me Mix, Mox, or mouse for short. And as you can tell by my bio I'm a beginner writer!

𝙍𝙀𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏-𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣

𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏

𝘿𝙍𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙇𝙀𝙎

𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝙳𝚘

𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑎

𝐷𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑆𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟

𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒

𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑝𝑢𝑛𝑐ℎ 𝑚𝑎𝑛

𝐻𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑥 𝐻𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 (And etc)

𝚁𝚄𝙻𝙴𝚂

(𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚘)

No Smut for minors(pretty self explanatory)

Smut with 18+ characters are okay

I will NOT age up minor characters

If the character is already an adult and you want me to age them up some more it'll be okay.

No r*pe fics

No golden shower fics (like who really would do smuts like that.)

YES I will make omegaverse smuts Alphaxomega omegaxomega Alphaxalpha anything like that, tbh I really want to do one and I think it might be my first fic

YES character x character is allowed

Oc x oc is allowed too! (And especially if a fellow writer want to ship 2 of our oc's tg!)

NO ZO*PHILIA

I don't really do yandere's but you can request it and I might just do it if I'm in a good mood.

I'll do smut, fluff and other stuff to, as long as it's legal though.

YES I'LL DO MLM WLW ALPHA WOMAN X OMEGA MALE/ OMEGA FEMALE X ALPHA MALE.

I am not too good with female analogy but I'll try.

I can do nb! Reader/Char, M! Reader/Char, F! Male Reader/Char, Mtf Reader/Char, Ftm Reader/Char

My favourite and most preferred thing I like to write is bottom m!reader and top female reader but I also can do the opposite

Things I'm good at Writing;

Fluff

And yea, that's it... But I plan to improve my smut, angst and ect before 2026

[erichthaxa]

Yandere Tom

My Twitter: https://twitter.com/erichthaxa Pinterest: https://ru.pinterest.com/erichthaxa/ TG-channel: https://t.me/erichthos_diary

[my-drawings-heiwa-7]

So, dear Tumblr users!

Please give this post some attention! My development team and I are making a game in the yandere horror genre. My videos don't fly on Tik Tok, and things aren't any better on Tumblr. There are only 10 subscribers in my Telegram channel. We are very worried and don’t understand what we are doing wrong. Please, if you are interested in this post, like it and go to my tg channel or TikTok

I will leave links to my social networks below: TikTok: __h.e.i.w.a_ Telegram: https://t.me/visual_novel_YAM

[thewolfpackwrites]

This was drawn with heavy reference from some amazing fanart, but this supposed to be Hide at age 29 at the ending of TG.

Medicine has gone far but he's still missing his lips and he relies on his voice prosthesis which is hidden under the turtleneck. His face is asymmetrical as a result of Kaneki eating and impairing a muscle on the left side. Things like the eyebrows, the eyelids, and cheek-mouth muscles are less expressive/responsive but it's not too debilitating. He's also still missing some teeth.

His extra versions above are for our alter, it's a long story but tl;dr for some reason he's an unhinged yandere and he fucking BITES. You'll learn about him in the fanfic "Collared". He styled his hair back to the one he's had when Kaneki ate him because he's sentimental and mentally stuck back there.

[animeyanderelover]

Can you add to that one ask I made both PM and ADA Dazai plz?

Idk if it counts as a second request but if it doesn't, can I get the prompt 15 for Choso and/or Ayato from TG? (Cuz it seems like smt Choso would say but I'm also curious what would make Ayato say that)

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, clinginess, delusional mindset, murder, female reader

Tags: @lovley-valentine7

Words: 5.3k

Prompt 15

Emotions were a strange concept. They could bring a human to the highest of heights or the lowest of lows. They made people irrational, led them to do silly and stupid things that they wouldn't do if they would simply listen to their head. You'd always thought of yourself as someone who leaned more to a logical mindset, who knew how to separate brewing emotions from cool decisions made on rational observations.

"(y/n)? Is that you?"

All it had taken for your prided rationality to shatter was his cursed face as all of the emotions you thought that you had worked through came back to you. 2 years of picking your betrayed and broken heart up and piecing it painstakingly together were for nothing. It was stupid, it was silly, it was a blow to your pride and ego that was hard to swallow as it left a bitter aftertaste on your tongue.

Maybe, just maybe, you could have blamed the cups of heated sake you had drunk prior to being met with his face. After all alcohol brought the side out of people they were usually hiding. Perhaps the feelings pumping through your bloodstream in that moment were the truth that you had skillfully concealed for the last two years, emotions you hadn't fully acknowledged. Who knew? It had been kind of difficult to properly work through the mess in your heart and mind in that moment.

You'd stormed out of the izakaya before you even knew it, fleeing from him and leaving your collegues behind. Highly unprofessional as you would later on berate yourself as it had been a work party to celebrate the new year. The only blessing you had been granted had been that everyone had been quite drunk at that point already and hadn't been offended by your abrupt leave. You'd been even more grateful when the next day when you had appeared in the office no one had mentioned a single word about anything that had occured during the party, everyone assuming the roles they were supposed to do.

A part of you had hoped that you wouldn't see Hasegawa again and that his appearance during the work party had been an omen that his presence would be completely left behind in your past and that the new year would be one where you wouldn't be haunted by your heartbreak anymore.

You couldn't have been more wrong. You really couldn't have been more wrong when one of your seniors a few days after the work party had walked into the office with Hasegawa following right behind him, his eyes widening in surprise when he saw you sitting on one of the desks in the office with a mildly horrified expression on your face. That's when you had realised that his appearance during the celebration had been indeed an omen, just not a good one.

No, instead his presence had been a foreshadowing that he would be haunting you not only in your mind but also in your real life from now on. Only your teeth biting your tongue had kept you from letting out a cackle of disbelief and shock.

---

(y/n)?"

Piles of documents were piled up on your desk, old files the company had been keeping in boxes for the last few years. You'd been asked by one of your seniors to sort some of them out as they had lost relevance.

"(y/n)."

Some of those documents were almost two decades old, long before your time in this company.

(y/n)... Please stop ignoring me..."

The edge of one of the documents was stained brown, most likely because someone had spilled a bit of their coffee on it. You sorted it out though not because of the stain but simply because the paper had no worth anymore and could be thrown away. You'd have to get rid of all of the paper trash later on after having finished your other tasks. You were sure your seniors wouldn't mind.

Wordlessly you carefully piled the folders that were still valuable for the company back inside the box before heaving it up and walking away from your desk to return it to the storage room. Footsteps came from right behind you though to your relief they stopped after a while as if Hasegawa had finally realised the futility of his efforts.

"(y/n)..."

An image of a kicked puppy was conjured up in your mind when you heard his trailing voice though it did not elicit any pity inside of you. Without turning back you merely reminded him of something that had been getting on your nerves ever since he had started working in the same office as you.

"That's (l/n)-san for you, Hasegawa-san."

He had no right to call you by your first name as if the both of you were still chummy with each other. You'd rather not have your collegues questioning you about your relationship with the newbie if they were to hear him calling you as if the both of you were very familiar with each other. The past of your private life and your life at work were two aspects you did not want to mingle with each other under all means necessary.

---

Rain was pouring down from the sky, thick and grey clouds covering everything above you as far as you could see. Luckily you always carried an umbrella around with you yet unfortunately the raindrops fell so rapidly from the sky that they bounced back from the ground. Your stockings were soaked, the wet cold only increasing your growing discomfort as you hurried back to your apartment.

You were already rummaging through your purse as soon as you saw the building where your apartment was located in as you wanted to get as quickly inside as possible. You stuck your umbrella between your neck and your shoulder when you initially couldn't find the metal object and had to use both hands to search for it, twisting and tensing your body so that the umbrella could still shield you.

Unfortunately it proved to be quite hard to hold your purse, search for your key and squeeze and umbrella between your neck and your shoulder at the same time so as soon as you felt the first fat cold raindrops hitting you, your already cracked mood only worsened with angered frustration.

Your only solace on that mediocre day was the moment when you finally grasped the cool metal of your keys, quickly grabbing the umbrella with your other hand before quickly walking up the stairs which led to your own apartment.

Since the roof covered the stairs, you could finally close your umbrella though you tried to shake off as much of the water that had gathered on it as possible though some rain was still dripping off of it when you walked to your apartment.

It was already late and dark as there were no lights installed outside the building, leaving you with only the light emitting from the busier districts of Tokyo to find your way. It was due to the darkness that you did not realise that something was laying in front of your door until you accidentally stepped on it and felt it beneath the sole of your shoe.

Upon picking it up you realised that it was a single rose though you had no idea who might have left it just outside your apartment. Deciding to dwell on it after getting inside, you unlocked the door and stepped inside. You switched on the light, removed your wet shoes and then placed the red rose on the kotatsu table in your small living room.

You eyed it for a few seconds but eventually decided that a hot shower had priority in that moment. The coldness from your wet stockings had snuck into the marrow of your bones, the sensation of the cold and soaked material uncomfortable and sticky as you tugged it down your legs, lifting it up with a hint of dismay before walking into the tiny room where the washing machine was squeezed in and throwing it inside.

With only your shirt and your underwear still covering your body up, you walked back into the living room, pushing the kotatsu table slowly away before walking to the cupboard and opening it, pulling out the rolled futon. You'd rather prepare your bed now instead of doing it after you had showered and dressed up as the only thing you then wanted to do was to go to sleep.

---

You caught sight of Hasegawa from the corner of your eyes before he had even gathered the courage to walk to you and you just about managed to avoid the annoyed sigh that threaten to leave your lips as you still did not want to appear as too impolite whilst your seniors were also present.

"(l/n)-san, I wanted to buy some yakisoba during lunch. Would...uh... would you like some too?"

There were fleeting glances some of your colleagues gave the two of you and some of them even looked almost amused. You wouldn't be surprised if quite a lot of people in this office had already noticed Hasegawa's pathetic display of love for you but you would appreciate if none of them would try to meddle with business that was none of their concern.

"Unfortunately I already have prepared a bento at home for myself. I do not need anything else," you replied coldly without even looking away from your computer as you were typing away on it to proceed with your work.

"Oh... okay," was his crestfallen reply. Some part of him seemed to believe that if he would stay next to your desk for a few moments longer you would at least spare him a glance but when he did not get his hopes fulfilled he awkwardly backed away and disappeared.

---

Red carnations. A whole bouquet of them casually placed in front of your door.

It had been two weeks and the flowers still hadn't stopped appearing there every time you returned from your work. Your initial wonder who would send you all those flowers had by now been answered though.

There was after all only one person in your life currently who tried to win your favor back and you knew for a fact that Hasegawa always left work earlier than you, always sneaking away to buy those flowers.

His unwarranted attempts to flatter you were not appreciated though and you were hoping that he would soon realise that and would stop bothering you. He had only himself to blame for ruining the relationship yet was groveling at your feet like a pitiful dog asking to be taken in again.

As soon as you stepped inside your apartment you threw the red flowers into the bin. As much of a waste as it was you would not accept any presents of his to even entertain a potential delusion of his that you were still harboring some secretive feelings for him nor did you want to make it look like you were the greedy one for accepting any gifts of his without giving anything back in return.

---

"(l/n)-san-"

"No, I'm busy. Ask someone else."

You did not even give him the chance to form his offer before you shot it down without any hesitation all whilst filling out some documents without even sparing him a brief glance.

"Right... But could I just have one moment-"

"If you'll excuse me, I'll quickly head to the bathroom."

You quickly stood up from your seat, taking your documents with you as you headed to the toilet. Perhaps you'd get some more work done in a place where he couldn't follow you and get under your skin. Still he decided to follow you, desperately trying to get your attention for just one moment where you would listen to him. Until you abruptly stopped.

"Would you mind," you started, your voice barely kept steady as you had to take a moment to make sure that you didn't accidentally raise your voice, "giving me just one day without constantly trying to get on my nerves? I'm trying to get my work done here and if you have nothing better to do than seek me out like a lost puppy instead of working too I'd suggest that you get a new job."

That seemed to do the trick. Hasegawa stopped in his tracks when he heard your sharp words and you used that chance to march away from him, clutching the documents tightly in your hands.

---

Sunflowers. Bright yellow sunflowers were in front of your doorsill this time, looking all cheerful and happy.

Ironic because you were feeling everything but happy and cheerful as you clutched them in your hands and glared at them before unlocking the door to your apartment and instantly dumping them into the bin where they joined the many other flowers you'd been receiving for a while now. Roses, carnations, tulips, peonies and so much more colourful flowers who all had landed in the same place.

You ran a hand through your hair as you took a deep breath to calm your nerves before you opened your refrigerator to prepare some dinner.

Your work was interrupted by a knock on your door. Your eyes narrowed as you usually didn't get much visitors. For a few seconds you stood just in front of your door, debating whether you should open it or not. In the end you opted to only open the door halfway. As soon as you saw Hasegawa standing outside you instantly slammed the door shut right in his face, a look of disbelief on your face as soon as you had done so.

He had actually done it. He knew where you lived of course as both of you used to spend a lot of time in each other's apartments but you had not expected for him to show his face here again after your not so smooth break-up.

"(l/n), no...(y/n), can you give me at least a few minutes. I swear that I'll leave after but please just let me talk to you once without avoiding me."

He was using your first name again. You really didn't want him to refer to you with your first name. He had lost the right to call you (y/n) two years ago.

"Leave, Hasegawa. I don't want to hear it," you answered through the door with a frustrated voice. Was he just never going to leave you alone.

"I'm not here to ask you to be together again. I... I just wanted to apologise."

Apologise? Apologise?!

You almost wanted to scoff when you heard this word leaving his lips.

"Wow! It only took you two years to summon the courage to apologise to me. Do you expect me to give you a standing ovation?" you asked, the sarcasm dripping from your voice like honeyed poison.

"It's not like that..." was the weak defence that Hasegawa could summon up before he seemed to give up on it completely, "I don't expect anything from you besides listening to me."

Deciding that talking through the door was stupid you opened it just enough so that you could peak your head outside whilst leaning your entire body against it so that you could push back in case he got any funny ideas.

"So what? An apology is not going to fix anything anymore, Hasegawa. I'd rather not have you apologise to me at all actually. It's already two years too late for this. If you have come here out of some heroic feeling of responsibility just spare me the bullshit."

Now you had managed to offend him. You could see it in the way he bristled at your words ever so slightly.

"What do you want me to do then?" he asked you, his voice giving away his own frustration. He'd always been so easy to read.

"I want you to forget about it, okay? I want you to act like nothing ever happened between the two of us. Stop approaching me, stop trying to get on my good side and stop sending me all those flowers. None of your presents will buy my favor so you're just wasting time and money."

Hasegawa furrowed his brows when you mentioned flowers, appearing to be somewhat confused but his growing agitation was much more prominent as he listened to your angry rant.

"You want me to forget about it? You're treating me like a stranger and avoid me at all cost. You're not over it either if that is what you believe."

"And I have every reason to be! I do not expect you to understand it though," you snapped at him before clenching your jaw in an attempt to collect yourself again.

"I lost my chance for a promotion because of you. I saved your butt on that day because you just had to attend a sketchy hostess bar with a friend who left you hanging. Who was it that paid you for those overcharged drinks on that day? Who was it that had to get your drunk arse to your apartment? Who sacrificed an important meeting with their boss in favor of attending to you? I, Hasegawa! I was that person! And with what was I rewarded? With the sight of you with a woman on your lap with your tongue deep inside your mouth."

"I already told you that I was-"

"I don't care hat you were drunk! That isn't even the worst of it, you know? Worst of all is that you did not apologise to me after that night because you were too much of a coward. You couldn't even look me into my eyes nor could you apologise. What makes you believe that apologising to me now will do? Nothing, Hasegawa. It will do nothing. Just leave me alone. Now. Forever. Don't talk to me anymore, don't look at me anymore, don't try to buddy up to me anymore. We're over and I'm not interested in having anything to do with you anymore."

His chest was heaving, your words clearly having fueled his anger. His mouth opened and closed, his eyes glaring at you as much as yours did as he seemed to search for something, anything, to throw back at you. There was nothing he could reply to you though. The truth was the truth and undeniable so he eventually turned around and stormed away without a word, ultimately not apologising to you. That was completely fine for you though. You hated apologies with no meaning behind them.

---

When he didn't appear the next day at work you didn't pay it much mind. He was probably still licking his wounded ego from last night.

When he didn't appear the second day you were briefly confused only to ultimately scoff at his pettiness. How had you ever fallen in love with a guy like this?

When he didn't appear the third day people started talking about it, wondering what had happened. You did not engage in any gossip but you slowly started being concerned as well.

When the police informed you and other colleagues on the fourth day that Hasegawa had been found dead close in his apartment, clearly having been murdered, you were initially in too much shock to register any other emotions.

Everyone was questioned and as it had been known that Hasegawa had been trying to get close to you all this time you received special attention. You didn't intend to lie to the police as you revealed your relationship to the officers who were questioning you as well as the conversation the both of you had on the same night he had died.

No one was able to properly focus on that day on the work, everyone's mind drifting to the news that were now hanging in the room like a cursed blanket. Everyone tried to but the atmosphere was fundamentally wrong, only worsening the ability to work. Even you found yourself zoning out a couple of times as your mind took you back to the last conversation you had had with Hasegawa.

In that moment you had not regretted anything you had spoken to him and you had been positive that you wouldn't have regretted it if he would have just stayed alive.

But that idiot just had to get murdered only to leave you with guilt that would have never had befallen you under normal circumstances.

On that day when you headed back to your apartment you felt strange. You weren't sad or struck with grief but as you wondered through the streets and the ocean of people there was a heaviness in your chest, a feeling of loneliness as none of the people passing by would have been able to share that feeling you were experiencing.

---

There were no flowers on your doorstep and the empty sight made your heart almost clench with hurt. You couldn't help the burdened sigh that escaped your lips as you unlocked the door and stepped inside. As always you removed your shoes before walking through your apartment. You only got in a few steps before you suddenly stopped, your heart stopping for a few seconds.

An arrangement of all the flowers you had thrown away was placed in a vase, a vase that didn't belong to you, on your kotatsu table.

The door had been closed when you had arrived and that had not been on your table when you had left for work earlier this morning. A twinge of paranoia crept up your spine as you quickly walked through all rooms of your apartment only to find no one there nor any hints that anyone had been here.

When you checked your bin you only confirmed what you had already seen. All of the flowers you had thrown away had been taken out only to be newly arranged on your table. Your palms slowly became clammy as you wiped them off on your clothes, letting out a deep breath to get your quicker heartbeat under control. The last thing you needed was to get overly paranoid. There was no one in your apartment. Still, you couldn't ignore that whoever had arranged your flowers seemed to have a key to your apartment.

With that knowledge in mind you instantly used all of the additional locks on the door which would prevent anyone from outside inside the apartment and only then did you allow yourself to feel a little bit less on edge.

Shortly you considered throwing the flowers away again as you stared at the vase yet your stomach churned with the thought as if scared that you'd anger whoever had broken inside of your house.

Hasegawa hadn't been the one who had sent you the flowers after all which meant that whoever had done so had probably been quite hurt when finding out that you had thrown every single one away. You weren't dumb enough to fight someone who you didn't even know.

Even with the additional locks installed the fear followed you still whilst you prepared to go to bed. It followed you when you took a shower, rushing the process as the feeling of vulnerability left your heart to nearly jump out of your chest as soon as you heard a sound coming from other apartments. It followed you when you turned all the lights of and laid down in your futon, your heartbeat prominently beating inside your chest as you flinched at the slightest of sounds. You had a hard time falling asleep that night...

---

You woke up to a pitch-black room, your body hot and sticky and sweat having soaked through your clothes, giving them an uncomfortable feeling to be in. You could feel your heartbeat loudly in your chest, beating frantically as the fright had seeped inside your bones even if you weren't sure where the panic had suddenly come from. Had you just had a nightmare that you couldn't remember anymore?

"It's alright... You're safe."

The voice was soft and quiet, meant to soothe your anxiety yet it completely backfired. You nearly jumped out of your futon, your heart dropping for a short moment before speeding up. Your first instinct was to scream, a reaction out of your control yet two hands suddenly sized you, one covering your mouth to muffle your screams and the other one grabbing your arm and pulling you back down.

You were pressed against his back now, your screams having stopped by now yet your heartbeat only increased. It was dark and he was behind you, holding you which didn't allow you to see him.

"Promise you won't scream anymore?" the voice asked you, his tone far from assertive which strangely melted some of your fright away though maybe it was just a trick. Nevertheless, you slowly nodded before the man withdrew his hand from your mouth as well as releasing your arm.

This could have been your chance to escape and briefly you considered it as well, your muscles twitching yet as if he had read your body language one of his hands sized your arm once more.

"Please don't run and make a commotion. Otherwise I'll have to kill every other person in this building and take you with me."

His grip was just tight enough as if to let you know that he was serious, his quiet warning enough to instantly wipe out all thoughts of running away for now.

Your hands were swiping across the floor, fingers touching and searching until you felt your smartphone. The brightness of the display was torture for your eyes for the first few seconds as they hadn't been exposed to any light in a while.

"What are you doing? Are you calling the police? Is that what you're doing? No, you can't call the police. Please don't."

You felt his arms grabbing your wrists, his voice sounding somewhat panicked yet he still did not raise his voice. You did not know if this was all an intended trick of his or not but the sheer softness of his voice reduced your fear significantly.

"I'm not calling the police. I just want to use my flashlight."

"Flashlight?" the man repeated after you, sounding confused before he was blinded by the mentioned flashlight, shutting his eyes the moment the brightness hit him.

As soon as his eyes had adjusted to the unannounced brightness he looked at you again and now that you had a good view of him you realised that he looked somewhat awkward as if not knowing how he should act around you.

He was sitting on his knees, his hands quickly withdrawing to his lap now that he realised that you could see him all whilst gazing at you with a strange reverence that you did not quite know how to feel about.

The silence that hung between the two of you only seemed to torment him more as you could see how he started fidgeting, his fingers nervously playing around with each other as he looked at you as if expecting you to talk first. You on the other hand did not quite know where to even start as you just gawked at the strange man in front of you.

"I'm glad to see that you like the flowers I arranged for you. I didn't know what I was supposed to do when you kept on throwing them away..." he eventually decided to speak up when he noticed that you still needed a moment to process everything.

It wasn't a surprise to hear this revealment yet you found yourself tensing up nevertheless.

"I do like flowers a lot, it's just-"

"I'm not hurt, don't worry. I know that he was bothering you and that you assumed that he was the one leaving all those flowers for you."

You flinched when you felt his hand lightly touching your arm, a gesture probably meant to ease the small swell of panic he had just sensed in you. Your eyes focused on his hand rubbing softly up and down your arm before they slowly gazed up at his face again as your mind suddenly made a connection that you were almost surprised it hadn't made earlier.

"How do you know of Hasegawa?" you asked in a careful tone, doing your best to not let your voice tremble as you shook his arm off and backed away. His hand tried reaching out for you the moment he didn't feel the warmth of your skin underneath his palm again only to grasp nothingness, his face twisting into a pained and panicked expression when he sensed the spike of fear and wariness.

"...I only did it to protect you..."

He crawled closer on all four whilst you shuffled away from him, your heart in your throat all of a sudden.

"You've been watching me this entire time, haven't you?" you pressed out, your breath quicker as all previous ease his mellow and quiet voice had given you was replaced by a slimy fear. The flashlight on your phone -still on- shook as you crawled away from the man, only occasionally bathing his face in brightness. Every time they did, your heart did another frightful jump. The look in his eyes was what freaked you out, his pupils dilated as he stared at you in a desperation you had never witnessed before.

When your back hit the door you attempted to open it only to realise with cold dread that the additional locks were still there.

"No, no, no. You promised that you wouldn't run," he muttered as his hands shot out to grab you by your ankles, effectively causing your heart to stop for a few seconds, before he crawled even closer until you could feel his body pressed against yours.

Despite the urge to scream you forced yourself to remain quiet as his warning still echoed inside of your mind. This guy was a deranged stalker and murderer so you had to remain somewhat calm or otherwise you might trigger him.

"You were the one who killed him. You killed Hasegawa," you breathed out, your chest heaving as the heaviness returned, only much worse this time.

"I couldn't help it when I overheard you on that night. He didn't deserve you. You were too good for him. You didn't deserve having your heart broken and your dream crushed by him only for him to leave without any consequences. To think that you still stood up for him by never telling anyone what really happened on that night to save his dignity... Deep down you are such a selfless person."

Only when he talked about Hasegawa did you hear his soft-spoken voice change into a wavering, unapologetic tone, switching back to the mellow sound as soon as he talked about your selfless actions.

His hands never stopped touching you lightly, rubbing your arms, your back and your sides as if he thought that doing so would ease some of the shaking yet feeling the strangers touches all over you only added to your growing stress.

For all of the faults Hasegawa Riku had had, he hadn't been a bad person. He hadn't deserved the fate that had befallen him. To think that the last time you had talked to him had ended on such a bad note...

"Don't cry please."

His whispery plea and one of his hands suddenly cupping your cheeks made you aware of the first teardrops that had escaped your eyes without you even realising it. You didn't know if they were tears for Riku but now that you knew of them you found yourself unable to stop them, only adding to the distress of the man in front of you. You felt his hands starting to shake when you broke down in tears and started sobbing quietly until he pulled you into a tight hug, one of his hands caressing the back of your head as you heard him hushing you with a sweet and overbearing tone.

“Shh princess…don’t cry over this scum, he doesn’t deserve your tears.”

[thestarspangledcaptain]

Who/What I Will Write For!

Warning: Mini Essay Ahead

Please Note: If you are requesting, I would prefer if you gave me the desired pronouns for the reader/character!

What I Can / Would Be Comfortable Writing & Or What Topics I Will Cover:

AUs

Expansion of plot lines

Writing for established couples

Reader inserts

Y/N

OC

Any type of romance trope

Platonic relationships

Sibling relationships

Parent relationships (including certain characters as your parent)

Magical beings

Powers

One shots and multi part imagines

LGBTQIA + characters and readers

LGBTQIA + romance

Plot line changes, time changes

Non canonical couples

Canonical couples

Non canon friendships and canon friendships

Small age gaps (when writing for older characters I will made ages fitting with the character) ex: Tony stark. WARNING: If the age gap makes the characters have a legal adult and minor relationship (w the exception of a senior and junior in high school type of thing)

Certain characters (non lgbtq) in lgbtq relationships. For example Natasha Romanoff is a lesbian relationship.

Writings inspired by a song. (I have written work planned out already)

Any shapes and sizes

Angst

Fluff

More steamy scenes (prob up to third base

More serious topics I will cover:

Mental Illness (Anxiety, Depression, Bipolar, Schizophrenia)

Disabilities (From physical to internal)

Health Issues

Eating Disorders

Self harm

Suicidal thoughts / attempts

Dysmorphia and insecurities

Abusive relationships

Bullying

Surgeries

Fainting

Vomiting (due to ED or illness)

Death

(Car)Accidents

Hospitalization

Sexual assault and rape SURVIVORS and sometimes I may write about a character’s recovery and process of coping with something that traumatic

Therapy

Homophobia

Complicated relationships

Adoption

I will NOT Write anything (no hate to those who enjoy reading some of these things, I just personally would not enjoy writing it or be fully comfortable writing it):

Yandere

Furry related things

Omegaverse

I will absolutely NOT change the sexuality of a character if it is specifically stated (ex. Phastos from Eternals, Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Sebastian Smythe, Santana Lopez, America Chavez)

I will NOT write an age gap more than an absolute max of ten years

I will NOT romanticize things in the serious topics I will write for section. They are serious topics and things such as eating disorders are serious, they should not be romanticized. I write things with heavier topics to help people.

Absolutely NO rape scenes

Inappropriate relationships (college student and professor is an absolute no)

smut

I likely won’t redeem people if they’ve done something incredibly evil

Ok here we go! I apologize for the lack of alphabetical order

Avengers/Marvel:

I will for almost any character (mainly excluding some villains)

Any Peter Parker (just request which one you prefer)

X men

Disney:

The princes

Princesses

Big hero six (I will write for hiro exclusively platonically)

Glee:

From Og Cast up to season 4, including Sebastian smythe and warblers

No Sylvester, or schue romance

Harry Potter:

Golden trio

Weasleys

Draco

Cedric

Cho

Luna

Krum

Fleur

Oliver

Seamus

Neville

Young Marauders

Top Gun (+ TG Maverick):

Maverick

Iceman

Goose

Charlotte “Charlie” Blackwood

Rooster

Hangman (I adore Jake seresin)

Bob

Phoenix

Coyote

Payback

Fanboy

Non Romantic character relationships I will write for in the Top Gun world:

Cyclone

Maverick

Penny

Admiral Cain

Admiral Warlock

Descendants:

Mal

Evie

Carlos

Jay

Doug

Ben

Jane

Lonnie

Audrey

Uma

Harry

Gil

Percy Jackson TO:

Percy

Annabeth

Grover

Luke

Clarisse

Nico

Tyson

Characters of the following actors (so if the listed actor portrayed a character I will write):

Grant Gustin

Chris Evans

Chris Pratt

Chris Hemsworth

Darren Criss

Dove Cameron

Scarlett Johansson

Emma Wattson

Jennifer Lawrence

Emma Stone

Margot Robbie

Glenn Powell

Sydney Sweeney

Andrew Garfield

I will update this list as I get reminded of more people. :) Have a great day, you are loved

[purpleyoonn]

Dance of Time tg.

D A N C E   O F   T I M E

“A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.” -Bukowski

Summary: You were finally back in the hometown you left right after graduation, researching the mysterious manor that laid outside of the town limits. Your family was acting weird, and the owner of the manor seemed to know more about you than he should. Everything changed when you entered the manor, and you weren’t sure your dance with time was going to last very long.

Pairing: Vampire BTS x Human Reincarnated Reader

Status: Out now

Genre: soulmate au, reincarnation, yandere themes, possessive boys, angst, fluff,

Warnings: smut, violence, tempers, mentions of death, murder, some explicit descriptions of violence, blood,

masterlist 

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[dias-writing-corner]

Mc: talking abt psychology and how weird Freud is

Literally any non uni intelligent but very horny yandere: I’m gonna Freudian slip this tip in you

Jjk: gojo, Choso hxh: Phinks, Hisoka kny: Rengoku, Giyuu ror: Thor, Buddha bsd: Tanizaki, Tachihara, Nikolai tg: Naki, Juuzou, Koma, Post ghoulification Tazkizawa, Uta

[itoshislave]

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 + 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓!

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Here contains the specific content i write and don’t write. Along with a list of fandoms I'll be writing for!

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄.

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･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Lolicon/ Shotacon/ or anything like that

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Pegging

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Shipps/ OC's

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Teacher/ student relationships (minor x adult).

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Feet.

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Scat/vomit.

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Serious mental illnesses (depression & anxiety are acceptable)

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Eating disorders

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Weight insecurities

›･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Extreme violence

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Gore/ snuff

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Pedophilia

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Suicide

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Major character death

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄.

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･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ BDSM

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Incest/ pseudo/ stepcest

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Sadism/ Masochism

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Corruption Kink

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Daddy/ Mommy Kink

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ DDLG/MDLG dynamics

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Noncon/ Dubcon

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Manipulation/ Blackmail

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Toxic/abusive relationships/behavior

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Sub!reader/ Crybaby!reader

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Dom!reader (very, very rarely)

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Yuri/GL

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Loss of virginity

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Degrading

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Hurt/comfort

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Size difference 

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Dumbification/ infantilization/ Mind break/ Little space

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Yandere

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Somnophilia (both con + noncon)

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ A few more things!

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𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 + 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

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･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Haikyuu. Hq

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Boku no hero. Bnha

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Kuroko no basket. Knb

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Tokyo Revengers. Tr

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Jujutsu Kaisen. Jjk

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Tokyo Ghoul. Tg

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Blue Lock. Bllk

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Shingeki no Kyojin. Aot

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Kimetsu no Yaiba. Kny

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Enen no Shouboutai. Ff

･:*.ೃ⚜࿔ Bleach. Blch

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⚠ This blog contains obscure content. If this is not something you feel comfortable, get out of here.You are responsible for your own internet experience. I'll not censor myself for your comfort. I'll mark the things that have triggers, but I won't stop writing dark content just because you think its wrong or immoral. Just block me and forget my existence, it will be better for both sides.

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𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍