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Your honour, he's just a girlie pop himbo!

(i can't draw muscles so pls ignore anything bad lol (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠) )

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Just a lil art dump of my two fav boys (+ circe) :3

Stephen

Mùchén (+ Circe)

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how would stephen and muchen be with a theater kid darling? like tenma tsukasa from project sekai levels of confidence and evergy.

You know, I'm starting to think y'all prefer one particular himbo yandere lol

WARNING: theater kid

Yan Jock, who met you during a rehearsal. He wasn't supposed to be there, but he had a free period and was didn't have anything to do

Yan Jock, who was actually kind of shocked by how confident you were. Not just on a stage, but in life. You didn't care what others thought about your likes and dislikes; you dressed how you wanted and openly shined your own light

Yan Jock, who found that actually quite attractive

Yan Jock, who isn't into theater, but will come to every show and learn every Broadway show you love

Yan Jock, who started daydreaming about you as Juliet and him as Romeo. Destined lover, love at first sight...well, he hoped you'd have a better ending than that

Yan Jock, who always made sure you have water. He knows how important it is. He's a jock.

Yan Jock, who loves hearing you sing and hum

Yan Jock, who calls you his songbird

Yan Emo, who had always struggled with self-confidence. Always hid what he liked and disliked. Even dressing how he does now took years of building courage. But one day, you came in. Bright, happy, proud you.

Yan Emo, who couldn't help but start to stalk you. It's just to find out how to build confidence! That's it, really!

Yan Emo, who didn't get the time to build enough courage to approach you before you approached him. He probably should have guessed that's how it would happen, but he couldn't help but be surprised

Yan Emo, who daydreams about you playing a vampire and him a helpless mortal. It's a guilty pleasure.

Yan Emo, who starts to build confidence with you around. You don't let anyone talk bad about him or yourself. You protect him

Yan Emo, who signs up for the next play. Not as a part of the cast, no, he's still too nervous to do that, but as part of the set design crew

Yan Emo, who starts writing screenplays. You as the lead and him as the love interest

Yan Emo, who will always support you, cheering from the sidelines or behind the curtain. You're his star, his shining light...his saviour.

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A date with Stephen please???

I just know he would treat us so good😭😭

His understanding of dates solely comes from coming of age High school movies, so yes, he would treat you good

WARNING: himbo jock

Yan Jock, who showed up at your house with the biggest bouquet you've ever seen and the softest stuffed bear

Yan Jock, who drove you two to the best diner your town had to offer. Smiling like a puppy the whole time

Yan Jock, who kept rambling about anything that crossed his himbo mind. His pupils dilated as he looked at you with the most lovesick eyes

Yan Jock, who made sure to eat as politely as he could. Not wanting to seem like some slob

Yan Jock, who brought you to a drive-in theatre after. Pulling out two bags from the back of his car one full of your favourite snacks and the other full of blankets and pillow

Yan Jock, who pulled you into his lap after setting everything up. You're his baby, like hell you'll be sitting on the cold metal!

Yan Jock, who doesn't quite get the movie, but everytime he sees you smile or hears you laugh, he starts to not mind how lost he is

Yan Jock, who is definately the type to ask a lot of questions during a movie

Yan Jock, who wrapped you in his Latterman jacket as soon shiver even a tiny bit.

Yan Jock, who, after bringing you back home, kisses you and wishes you a good night...and walks in with you inside

Yan Jock, who believes post-date hang outs are a must

Yan Jock, who will make sure to take you out on dates every time he can. It doesn't matter at what point in life. College, marriage, retirment - it doesn't matter to him

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We gotta love some fem men

WARNING: MASC READER, yandere behaviour, sub!yandere, fem!male!yandere, murder planning, murder insinuation

I Just Wanna Be Your Favourite Pretty Boy

Yan Mermaid, who you met after he washed up on the shores of the beach. His long ginger hair splayed out like the waves that surrounded him

Yan Mermaid, who woke up in a bed. He shot up in bed, panicked by the new surroundings

Yan Mermaid, who only calmed down when you rushed in. It was like love at first sight for him. Rushing in like the princes in human fairytales.

Yan Mermaid, who immediately started clinging to you. Arms wrapped tightly around yours. Of course, you reasoned that it was due to his newfound legs!

Yan Mermaid, who refused to go back to the sea. Pleading to stay just a tiny bit longer. His sea-green eyes shining, his pooling tears as his nails dug into your skin

Yan Mermaid, who doesn't understand gender or gender norms. All he knows is that he much prefers the frilly, poofy skirts than the restricting things humans called "trousers"

Yan Mermaid, who loves going into town with you. It's a small seaside town where many went to relax and enjoy the cool ocean breeze. He easily passed as a woman due to his warm-ginger hair that was tied back with a ribbon (something he saw in a magazine and asked you to do). Making most people think he was your "girlfriend"

Yan Mermaid, who whines every time you bring anyone over. He clings to you, small tears running down his flushed cheeks as he begs for them to leave. If you say no, he cries louder, making anyone you brought over uncomfortable. It doesn't take more than a few minutes before they leave.

Yan Mermaid, who didn't understand why you always blushed when someone called him your "wife" until one day when you explained it to him. Safe to say he also ended up blushing and his heart racing...yet he didn't mind the thought of being your wife...

Yan Mermaid, who doesn't know how to cook but tries anyways!

Yan Mermaid, who, every night without fail, convinces you to let him into your bed

Yan Mermaid, who loves walking around the town. The cliffs look down at the rough sea below. Waves crashing into sharp, pointed rocks that were formed by erosion. It would be so easy for someone to slip...for the waves to drown out their screams of help and pain...so so easy...

Yan Mermaid, who starts getting to know your friends! You let out a sigh of relief. Finally, you'll be able to merge these two worlds!

Yan Mermaid, who one day invites your overly affectionate friend on a walk. Wanting to...chat.

Yan Mermaid, who "grieves" with you when they disappeared that day

Yan Mermaid, who uses his skills of telling to tell a convincing story proving his innocence

Yan Mermaid, who made sure only the most dangerous "friends", as you called them, would disappear. He couldn't have them ruin your perfect ending!

Yan Mermaid, who acts like the best wife when your family comes to visit. He put on the best dress he had, hair styled perfectly (with your help of course) and make up light, enhancing his perfect face

Yan Mermaid, who blushed when your mother asked when the wedding would be. Inside, he was giddy and jumping for joy. Your family approved of him! They wanted him to marry wonderful you!

Yan Mermaid, who will always make sure your happily ever after will continue on. You're his dearest pearl, after all.

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obsessed with your ocs 🙏🫶 sorry if you're annoyed by the like spam you're about to get LAWL

Lol thank you, I love my lil guys (gender neutral) and don't worry I would never get annoyed at requests (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ

SEND THEM IN! I'M READY ᕦ⁠(⁠ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ⁠)⁠ᕤ

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OH MY GOSH AROW, I LOVE YOUR WRITING IT'S SO DELICIOUS 😋 I LOVE THE CHARTERS AND JUST THE WAY YOU WRITING AGGGGHH /silly /light hearted

Little Ol' Me? ヾ⁠(⁠*⁠’⁠Ｏ⁠’⁠*⁠)⁠/

Why thank you! (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ

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Wow, people really like platonic yandere families, huh? Well, good thing I am here to deliver! P.S. I will be trying to start leaning more towards being actually masc reader (i.e., masc compliments "good boy", masc titles "son", "father", "boyfriend", and ect.) WARNING: Infantilisation (towards reader), MASC READER, yandere behaviour

Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?

Yan Family, who never thought they would adopt. They already have four wonderful kids! Yan Family, who after meeting you wandering the town's local park, forgot all about not adopting. You were just the cutest! Yan Family, who adopted you much sooner than they should have been able to. Oh well! Yan Family, who welcomed you with open arms. Taking you shopping so you could decorate your new room and fill your closet with the softest of clothing! Yan Family, who made sure you never went hungry, cold or unloved ever again. You are their little prince. Yan Family, who does everything for you. Your mama cuts up your food, Papa drives you everywhere and your sisters and brothers fight over who will get to hold your hand while walking. Yan Family, who view you as a vulnerable child in need of possessive isolation loving protection. Yan Family, who makes sure you never find out who your bio parents and family are. They are your family. Not those randos.

Wynn (Older brother) Yan Bro, who plays you his latest songs on his guitar Yan Bro, who lets you play with his hair. It doesn't matter how well you actually did; everything you do is perfect Yan Bro, who "accidentally" puts his band shirts in your clean laundry pile ("What are you talking about, little bear? I didn't do a thing!") Yan Bro, who makes sure you get front row seats during his shows Yan Bro, who begs for a hug after his shows (What do you mean he's too sweaty?? Your big brother wants a hug!) Yan Bro, who, when you first arrived, got you a winnie the pooh plush since the family calls him Winnie Yan Bro, who bawled his eyes out when he had to leave for college. Yes, he would miss his childhood home, but he won't get to see you every day! Yeah, his college is a 30 min bus ride from here, but still! Yan Bro, who cries when you interact with someone outside the family. He's your big brother! He's supposed to hang out with you...please, little brother? Yan Bro, who treats your opinion as fact. Especially when it's about someone he's dating. If you don't like them for whatever reason, he's dumping them. If his little brother doesn't like them, then they aren't worth it

Maeve (Older sister) Yan Sis, who has never really connected to her family. She was the middle child. Overshadowed by Wynn and the twins. But when she met you, it was like she was pulled out of the shadows Yan Sis, who became your shadow. Following you around, sitting next to you at dinner (when she can) and pulling you to her room Yan Sis, who scares your bullies off. She is not only a high schooler, but known for her threatening looks Yan Sis, who loves doing goth make-up on you ("Come on, firefly! Stay still! I'm trying not to poke your eye out!") Yan Sis, who likes spending time in your room not really doing anything. Just being there, surrounded by you. It's calming Yan Sis, who collects pressed flowers Yan Sis, who gifts you small plushies that she makes (She doesn't care how old you are. You are her little brother and little brothers need handmade plushies!) Yan Sis, who goes quiet and becomes withdrawn when you interact with other people. She's supposed to be the one you talk to...not that dumbass classmate. Yan Sis, who shares goth songs that remind her of you.

Ebony & Bowen (the twins) Yan Twins, who get to hang out with you the most, seeing as you go to the same school and class Yan Twins, who lean into the creepily similar trope of twins. It's so funny seeing people struggle trying to identify who's who! Yan Twins, who most times gets to sit either side of you during dinner (much to the annoyance of Maeve and Wynn) Yan Twins, who call you their third half Yan Twins, who you become Irish triplets with for a few months Yan Twins, who buy three of any item they get so you can all match Yan Twins, who get pissy when you partner up with someone else in class. ("We're your other half! Not Them!") Yan Twins, who get possessive when you sit closer to someone else that isn't them (family or not, but it's slightly less if it's family) Yan Twins, who beg their parents to move you to their room

Augustin (Father) Yan Dad, who ruffles your hair before leaving for work Yan Dad, who hugs you first when he comes back from work. If you don't, he'll at first ask where his hug is, and if you still don't hug him, he starts to sulk Yan Dad, who always makes time for your competitions/shows/after school stuff Yan Dad, who cries when you win anything. Wiping his tears like he's at a funeral and whispering to whatever poor person is sitting next to him that you're his boy Yan Dad, who makes sure that if anyone is bullying you, they won't be coming anywhere near you in the future Yan Dad, who, though, isn't the most well-versed in handiwork, makes you a sign with your name on it so you could hang it on your door! Yan Dad, who immediately fell in love with you when he first saw you in the park. You were so sweet and kind and just ahhh-! Yan Dad, who tries not to show his anger when you do something he sees as wrong. He doesn't want to yell or punish his little boy, but you can't keep doing that! Yan Dad, whose punishments are very weak and aren't followed through. Tells you to go sit in a corner for 20 minutes but ends up getting you not even 10 minutes later. Same goes for grounding. You stay up there for about 20 minutes before the family can't take it anymore and lifts the punishment.

Tammy (Mother) Yan Mum, who takes lots of pictures of you. They have so many of your siblings! She doesn't want you to feel left out. Yan Mum, who teaches you her culture's traditional foods Yan Mum, who guilttrips you when you do something that upsets her (like talking to a stranger or mentioning your bio mother). Is she not enough for you? She's doing her best... Yan Mum, who learns as much as she can about your culture (if it's not the same as hers). As much as she wants to fully make you feel like you are her child, she doesn't want you to forget something as important as your culture. Yan Mum, who gushes about you at work. Showing picture after picture. She doesn't care if her coworkers are bored! This is her favourite boy! Yan Mum, who kisses your cheek and leaves a kiss mark on it. Says it's an accident every time ("I must have forgotten that I have lipstick on! Hehe, your mama is so forgetful, aren't I, bee?") Yan Mum, who has the most backbone. She loves you to death, but if you disobey, she will make a punishment. It's not something unrealistic like your papa does. She makes you sit in a corner for 13 minutes, not the unrealistic 20. Yan Mum, who loves getting matching shirts with you. It's all cheesy lines like "Bee" for her and "Honey" for you. Yan Mum, who films your every accomplishment. She never wants to forget you. Not her little boy.

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I'm thinking of making platonic character/characters, but idk which one

So I'm letting the internet decide! (～￣▽￣)～

Note: - The family will take more time to make since I want to make a pretty big family (Parents, 3 siblings, maybe even grandparents) and the adoption isn't really gonna be important to the story. I just wanted to add that as to not set any ethnicity to the reader

- The teacher will most likely end up being a high school teacher because of my age and having no clue how college works, but I might choose middle school or something

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How would yanderes react to a darling who likes to leave hickey marks on them as a way of marking territory?

WARNING: Hickeys, possessive language, MASC reader intended, but could be read as GN reader

Muchen -> He's sensitive in all ways. So he'd be a bit uncomfortable with the new sensation, but as soon as you explain it, he's all in for it. He begs for them every day, especially when the last one is starting to fade. He knows that he'll still be yours even if the hickey fades, but it's a symbol, not only for him but for everyone. They need to know you're taken!

Edith -> She adores them. Teases the daylights out of you for it, though. "Aw, my little doll, you're so possessive~!" She says as she holds you on her lap for hours. However, as much as she loves them, she does have a reputation to keep. The marks will stay on her but will be covered by either make-up or high necklines. Edith is a woman of class; she can't go around with hickeys! She doesn't beg like Mùchén but expects you to make new hickeys every time the last one starts to fade

Dimitri -> On the floor. Physical affection is a big thing for him, so he already adores it. But the fact that other people could also see your love for him? Does get embarrassed when your colleagues ask about it. Acts as if he hates your smug grin. Huffing and crossing his arms as you grin

Stephen -> As if he wouldn't do it first. He's a high school jock. Do you really think you won't be covered with hickeys? But the first time you do it back, his brain stops functioning. As much as he acts like the big guy, he turns into a needy puppy for you. Just like Mùchén, he begs for them. Especially after football games. He won, so he deserves the hickey! Stephen is also confident in them. He's the popular guy, so it was a matter of time before hickeys began appearing on his neck

Marylin -> You two are now sharing ownerships, ig. She leaves liptick marks and you leave hickeys! You're truly the most perfect couple in the world! She knew it! Proudly shows them off but does hide it in front of her parents. She doesn't need them nagging her about who did it and when they could meet them. And most of all her younger brother. He wouldn't stop teasing her if he knew

Circe -> Well...he is covered in feathers (besides his face and palms of his hands) so no one would see it, but he does and that's all that matters! Yeah, it's hard to actually reach the skin beneath his feathers, but it's possible! Circe def sees it as basically a mating feather. A sign of partnership. So he doesn't shy away from it, leaning into it and purring for more.

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need more stephen oneshots so bad pleek

Your wish is my command, dear anon! WARNING: Intended as MASC reader, but could be read as GN

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"Nicknames" ????/11/25 18:47 The pouring rain, the last of autumn goodbyes, knocked against the window. Adding to the calm atmosphere of music and talking. It's become routine for you on Friday nights. You were talking about your day, classes and drama. Stephen already knew all of it (he's part of the popular group, after all), but he loved your voice. And if gossip and drama were the only ways to keep you talking, he'd act like a Hollywood star. As you both talked, Stephen scooted closer, muscular arms wrapping around your waist. Pulling you onto the bed. You didn't complain. It's routine. Your heads rest on his pillow, you facing him. Stephen pulled out his phone, slowly growing quiet. You noticed almost immediately. It's not often he goes quiet, so something must be up. "Everything ok?" You ask, looking up at him with big, innocent eyes. "Yeah...uh..." Stephen mumbled, glancing between you and his phone. "Just-...Just looking something up." You nod, still confused, but trusting that he wouldn't hide anything from you. Just as you were about to begin speaking again, the jock pulled his phone to you. On it was the notes app with many different loving nicknames. Most in English and some in your native and/or loved language. "Which ones do you like?" he asked. "What?" "I don't know what nickname to call you. All fit you so well..." Stephen pouted, his hold on your waist tightening. "You deserve the perfect one..." He mumbled. You weren't sure if he could get cuter than this. The pouty lips and praise-seeking eyes make your heart melt. A soft smile spread across your lips as your hand came up to cradle his cheek. "I like any, as long as it's you calling me that." "...That's cute," Stephen began, still pouting, but with blush dusting his cheeks, "but it's not narrowing it down." You could only laugh as the bashful jock asks why you're laughing. Blush even more noticeable now.

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"New skills" ????/05/14 14:08

You sat on a park bench, waiting for Stephen to arrive. Apparently he "did something" and wanted to show you. As much as you say you know him, which you do, you couldn't come up with what he wanted to show you. It couldn't be a championship win; he hasn't had any recently. Nor would he have reason to hide it. Nothing was happening in school; it was the last weeks of it! What could it be? What could it be... Your thoughts are interrupted by the familiar sound of Stephen cooing at his dog, Teddy. "Now go play, okay, Teddy?" He crouched down, unleashing the tiny puppy so it could run around. "I'll be right here!" Stephen, without wasting a second, immediately booked it over to you. Smiling like the sun, waving excitedly and wearing a...camera around his neck? "Hey, sweets! It's been a while." He remarked. It's been 5 hours. "Guess so," you answered with a chuckle and shrug before pointing at the camera hanging off his neck, "but what's this?" "The thing I wanted to show you!" Stephen answered giddily. "I've been taking classes to learn how to take sick-ass photos!" "So that's why he's been busier lately." You think to yourself, smiling happily. "That's great! I'm so proud, but may I ask why?" "Well, I just realised that I don't...really have anything going for me outside of sports." You opened your mouth to argue, but he shut you down. "You don't have to lie, sweets. I know I'm not the best at school, so I want to be better at something else. Something that would leave a lasting impact...something that would make you proud." Stephen explained, fidgeting with the black camera. You didn't know what to say. All you could do is stand up and wrap your arms around the puppy-like boy. Resting your head against his chest. Hearing his racing heart. Oblivious you didn't see the look of shock that crossed Stephen's face as you hugged him. You initiated contact. You...holy shit. The jock wanted to squeal and jump around. To kiss you everywhere he could reach. But he couldn't. Not for now. What he could do is pull you into a bear hug. Arms wrapped around you in a bone-crushing hug, lifting you up with ease. Stephen nuzzled his face into your hair. You swear you heard his giggle. "Want to see the photos I took?" He asked excitedly, pulling back just enough to be able to see your wonderful eyes. After you nodded, he carried you over to the bench. Setting you down on his lap as he started his camera. Unfortunately, you couldn't see all of the photos. Some aren't as socially acceptable. Those are for his personal collection.

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Emo x Reader x Jock

WARNING: Possessive language, some swearing, MASC READER ("Text" means it's their thoughts)

It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a Death Wish

To say Mùchén and Stephen liked seeing you in their clothes was an understatement. You just looked so cute wearing Stephen's jersey or Mùchén's MCR shirt. But though they agreed on that, they didn't agree on who deserved the right for your beautiful body to don their clothes. ------> One unremarkable Monday, you walked into school wearing one of Mùchén's sweaters. It was a comfortable, striped thing, whose sleeves ended at your knuckles. The emo boy trailing beside you, blush adorning his usually deathly pale face. His dark eyes glancing up and down at his sweater and back to your smiling face (God, how he loved it).

Everything was going normally, putting both your jackets away into your locker (he "lost" the keys to his). However, normality doesn't ever last long for you. Soon, the giant of a jock called Stephen leaned next against your locker. Smiling giddily at the sight of you. That was until he noticed the--in his opinion, shitty--sweater. His smile formed into a forced one.

"Hey, baby, what's that horrid thing?" He asked bitterly, but desperately trying to hide it.

"Oh, this? Mùchén gave it to me since I forgot my own sweater."

"Oh, how just great." Stephen remarked, sending glares to the emo boy smirking next to you.

Noticing the glares, Mùchén's smirk quickly dropped, looking down at the floor while fixing his emo fringe. He still felt proud, but Stephen was scary! He's a skinny guy who can barely handle when someone yells at him. To him, Stephen might as well be Satan. ------> At the end of the day you say goodbye to your dear emo boy. He sulks around you for a minute or two. Hoping that his pout and watery eyes could somehow change the fact he has to go visit Grandma. He loves her, but not more than you! "I think that's enough," you laugh, pulling away from yet another hug Mùchén pulled you into, "don't make your parents wait even more." The emo boy whines. "Can't you come with?" "Mùchén." You playfully warn, making the boy's shoulders drop in disappointment. You were destined to be part of the family soon! It's not fair!! "Fine...Bye, lǎogōng." He waves sadly as he mopes away. Making you giggle softly. Just as your mind began thinking about a moment's peace, a familiar muscular arm wraps around your shoulders. "Hey, sweets!" Stephen winked. "I don't have any training today, want me to lead you home?" As if you had any choice in the matter. What if something happened to you? He couldn't live with himself! Just like he couldn't live with himself if he had to see you wearing that nerd's sweater any longer. "It's getting a bit chilly, isn't it?" He remarks, feigning a shiver. Before you could respond, his arm jacket was wrapped around you. His large hands buttoning it up happily. "Not to worry! You'll never get cold on my watch." He winked again. "That's what that damn bastard deserves. Thinking his clothes were worthy of your precious body wearing them. So arrogant. "You're finally free, my baby." ------> As the car drove, Mùchén looked out the window. Your favourite song playing through his headphones as he played with a bracelet you got him. His mind filling in the feeling of loneliness as best it could with memories and daydreams. He hated being away from you, from your warm touch and lullaby voice. His dark eyes drifted along the walls of his school. Watching as people talked outside, unlocking their bikes, got into cars, you wearing Stephen's jacket and walking with him – wait. WHAT!? His daydreams came to a stop as his eyes followed you and Stephen. You and Stephen...walking together...his arm around you...you wearing his stupid fucking jacket. His heart ached at the sight, tears beginning to form once again. This- This has to be some joke...right? There's no way in your right mind would you let him, that idiotic jock, do this. Stephen must have- He must have forced you! Of course! There's no reason to panic. You're just trying to protect yourself. You're such a brave darling! His brave boy! "That's my lǎogōng."

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This one is actually kinda sweet

WARNING: Intended male!reader, but can easily be read as any gender, a tiny bit of objectifying with Edith, but not too much (just a word)

Tange- I love you-rine

"How would they react with their darling asking them to peel a tangerine for them or darling asking to do it for them?"

Mùchén Asking - You would have to ask him to, but he'd immediately do it - All he wants is to be seen as "good" by you - Will ask for a kiss as payment. On the lips of course

Offering - Immediate tears. - You, Haven's best angle, asking ever so politely to do some mundane task for him? How can he not cling and sing you praises - Clings onto you and kisses you as payment

Edith Asking - She loves you. She really does. But she's not going to so it - She'd make her servant do it - You'd have to insist for a long time before she would agree (if she agrees at all) - Will call you a spoiled in the most loving tone you've ever heard

Offering - Blushes and covers her cheek bashfully (well it's a practised bashfulness, but the gratefulness is true!) - Cooes about how sweet you are ("You're so wonderful, doll!") but wouldn't allow you to do it - She's spent good money on your manicure. Her perfect doll can't be seen with messy nails! - Has a servant do it, but does order your favourite pastry as a thank you (feeds you herself even)

Dimitri Asking - Happy to - Will peal every tangerine as you hang out during your work break (will steal a piece. He loves sharing food) - Asks to feed you (will physically show his disappointment. He's like a puppy)

Offering - Shocked. Genuine shock - Will try to deny your request, but if you keep offering he will concede - Keeps apologising even if it's not his fault and helps you with your work

Stephen Asking - Immediately accepts, uses it as a way to show off his strength - Purposely flexible his muscles, giving you a whole show (Kisses are the only forms of payment) - Acts like a proud dog. Puffs out his chest, smirking like he's found gold. The whole ordeal - You have to give him compliments, if you don't he'll annoy you until you do

Offering - Says no because he's a strong guy! He doesn't need help! - It'll take a lot of convincing (thank the traces of toxic masculinity left in him for that) but he'll cave soon - Swoons. And when I say swoons, I mean one hand on forehead, other over his heart and pretending to faint

Marylin Asking - She gets her nails done a lot and they're not cheap, so it's understandable that she wouldn't jump at the chance - But if you ask politely she'll do it (with gloves) - She's like Stephen in the way that she will boast about it. Chest puffed out and all. But in a peacock way

Offering - Blushes and stutters. Yes, she gets offers from others to do stuff for her. But it's you. You that's offering. That's completely different! - Can't even say a word, only nodding at your question - Kisses you all over, leaving pink marks on your skin

Circe Asking - Immediately nods. His mate is asking him to do something for them! Of course he's gonna do it! - His nails are actually very good at peeling stuff neatly - Won't ask, just feeds you the slices himself - And from that day on, you will never open something by yourself ever again#

Offering - Let's say this is before the asking version, because otherwise he will not let you - (Back to it) Puffs up like a furball. His mate is asking do to something! Ahhh! They love him so much!! - Nods and hands over the tangerines. Eagerly waiting for you to finish and feed him - Gets very confused if you don't feed him. Handing it back just in case you forgot to feed it to him - Pouts if you hand it back to him, but still eats it - But if you get what he means, then chirps and cooes at you for being such a good mate!

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Sorry that I've been gone for a bit! School has been a bitch and I couldn't really think of any ideas :( But I'm gonna try to come back since I already have a few ideas in mind (as well as my drafts)

(P.S. this was inspired by ScribbleMama's Clara and Kree (you can find them only on youtube as far as I know))

WARNING: Soft yandere behaviour, male reader intended, co-depended like behaviour

It's Your Golden Hour

"You've healed the hurt inside me. Now, I will protect you from those hurts."

Moving to an old cabin, surrounded by the forest, was a long time coming. Surprisingly. Almost everyone in your family had left their city to move to a small town, disconnected from most of the human population. Either it being money problems or some breakdown because of the uncertainty of who they were—it all led to them moving.

Now it was your turn.

Arriving at the small town—if it could even be called that with how little people it held—you were greeted with smiling, welcoming faces and small treats from the elders. The people helped you get your things inside the old, but stable cabin, but didn't stick around. Which was probably for the best.

You spent the day putting things away and finding their place in your home. Yet, even after so many things found their homes, there were just as many boxes full of even more things.

That's tomorrow's problem.

So, with a tired, aching body and dull mind, you went to bed. Sleeping soundly before a rhythmic tapping awoke you.

Yan Harpy, who saw you when you first arrived and immediately knew he found the one. It's an old tale, one as old as the trees surrounding the half-bird/half-man creature. But it states that after meeting for the first time with your destiny, you will know in a lights flicker.

Yan Harpy, who spent the day preening and grooming himself so you wouldn't think he was some slob. Even surveying the forest for something to bring as the first gift (he settled on a handful of pine tree branches)

Yan Harpy, who was startled when you didn't welcome him with open arms, but loud screams and wacking. He spent so long preening himself! Was it not satisfactory??

Yan Harpy, who sulked for two days before coming up with a brilliant idea

Yan Harpy, who built his nest on your roof

Yan Harpy, who secretly (aka you know he's were very well) to make sure you don't get hurt

Yan Harpy, who brings you every find from the forest. Leaving it on your front door step and cawing when you come to pick it up so you know who gifted it (it's always him)

Yan Harpy, who soon starts to get closer. Not flying up to his nest after leaving his gift of the day, walking next to you when adventuring through the forest and even joining you in your back garden, where you take care of your crops

Yan Harpy, who, as it comes closer and closer to winter time, gets sadder and sadder. Harpies who don't have a secure, warm nest (which is practically just a larger version of a bird box) leave east to escape the cold. Even as a crow harpy, he couldn't stay the winter. He doesn't want to leave you, afraid that you would find a mate or move somewhere where he could never find you

Yan Harpy, who's filled with those types of thoughts. Each thought making him more depressed as the minutes ticked by

Yan Harpy, who was ecstatic when you offered for him to stay with you. He could stay! But not only that, you invited him into your nest. Your private space. He felt like he was going to faint

Yan Harpy, who built a nest made out of blankets and pillows in your bedroom (there is only one bedroom in the cabin). It was big enough for two people, which meant he would sit down inside it and pat it happily. Inviting you to sit beside him

Yan Harpy, who gets embarrassed by how quickly his winter coat grew in. It made him look like a puffball! That wasn't what he wanted!! He wanted to look distinguished for you...wait...you like it? Well... he guesses it isn't so bad

Yan Harpy, who is like a person heater, seeing as he runs hotter than humans (perfect for cuddling as the weather gets cooler)

Yan Harpy, who, you quickly learn, doesn't really have a name. Most harpies call themselves by their titles in their main family. And seeing as he's the youngest, that was what he was mainly called

Yan Harpy, who spends evenings going through baby name books, trying to find the perfect one (he picked out Circe. What a coincidence.)

Yan Harpy, who growls when anyone approaches you or the house. It doesn't matter if the person is married, single, old, young—he doesn't like them coming near his mate (except for little kids)

Yan Harpy, who, when jealous, just gets clingy and needy. He won't fight or yell. All he can do is think of all the ways he isn't good enough. His feathers aren't soft and neat enough, he isn't strong enough, he isn't a good provider. You'd have to spend a day or week (depending how jealous he feels) cuddling and assuring him that he's perfect the way he is

Yan Harpy, who slept in your bed for the first time during a particularly cold night. It was cold enough that even Circe was shivering. So, you invited him into your bed so both of you could get a night's rest without freezing to death

Yan Harpy, who adores spring. Yes, the shedding it... hectic. But seeing everything bloom once more, gaining back its vibrancy—oh, it makes him want to sing!

Yan Harpy, who let's you use his feathers as stuffing for pillows

Yan Harpy, who loves to hold you to his chest. Feeling your back press against his front makes him feel like time slows down.

Yan Harpy, who preens you every day. Let him brush your hair; he's begging you! On his hands and knees, begging

Yan Harpy, who speaks in chirps, caws and body language, but after some time learnt sign language to communicate better with your

Yan Harpy, who will be your mate forever. He will keep you warm and happy. Just pick take the mating feather and he'll be fully yours. Only yours.

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Hello! Happy Valentine's day! I don't have any ideas for a special, so here's a character!

WARNING: Soft yandere behaviour, male reader intended, mention of suicide (slight)

The Cutest Pair

"We are swans who have been swimming together for centuries, I can just feel it!"

Yan Popular, who you met during a quick class project. It was the third week at your new school and your homeroom teacher wished for your class to get to know each other.

Yan Popular, who was stand off-ish at the first meeting. It was like talking to puffed up peacock. However, thankfully you already knew her name, so no need to be awkward and ask her name. It's sweet Marylin

Yan Popular, who doesn't leave you alone. Says it's because you give amusing reactions, but the soft blush on her cheeks tells you something different

Yan Popular, who slowly but surely starts to act more cutesy around you. Making sure her hair is perfect, her voice is sooth and sweet like the honey in her tea

Yan Popular, who's outfits get more and more pink as she falls in love. Hearts are practically a staple in every outfit she makes

Yan Popular, who writes in her diary about you every day. Every little aspect of you is written down in there. Every little psychotic fantasy she has is there

Yan Popular, who keeps her hands on you at all times. Her arm wrapped around your arm is a common occurrence to the point it's weird if she isn't sticking to you like a leech

Yan Popular, who puts on lipstick just to kiss you. It leaves a mark, a sign of her ownership

Yan Popular, who plays love songs imagining it's you two

Yan Popular, who cries crocodile tears whenever anyone insults (aka calls her out) and runs to you. And if it's you trying to stop her possessive jealous demeanor she still cries. Begging you to stay and forgive her. Says she'll change, which she does!... for a day or two

Yan Popular, who sees you two as swans. Destined for each other and each other only.

Yan Popular, who has a fantasy where she dies and you kill yourself, just like swans do <3

Yan Popular, who has always adored the concept of soulmates, that one person who's ment for you and only you. You better believe it too, because there is no convincing of something different

Yan Popular, who starts to believe that you are soulmates in every lifetime

Yan Popular, who makes you two watch "Swan Lake" on your anniversary. It's a calm night: you two cuddled up in bed with every blanket you could find and snacks. Only sweet ones! Just like your love!

Yan Popular, who will love you in every lifetime, just ignore those two dumb boys. She's the only one you need <3

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Hello! Once again, I cannot believe that my three characters have been loved by so many people (or that I've already gained 20 something followers!!!) thank you <33

WARNING: Yandere behaviour, male reader intended

Green Green Dress

Yan Jock, who you meet during his practice. You volenteered to bring water to the school's rugby team. He was the team's leader, praising the team for their hard work.

Yan Jock, who stops dead in his tracks when he sees you. He swears he felt his heart stop and start in one second. It was weird...

Yan Jock, who introduces himself soothly ("Stephen at your service, delivery boy ;)") all while his heart beats inside his heart like war drum

Yan Jock, who, from that day on, invites you to his table and sits next to you during lunch (you sadly don't share any classes). He chats to you about practice, his friends and family and whatever else he finds interesting enough

Yan Jock, who you form a friendship with! Well, at least that's how you view it. Stephen views it as a challenge and a punishment. No boy should look so attractive! So why do his eyes wander your body like he does the girls in the school...?

Yan Jock, who is just a dumb little buffed up puppy who is realising that maybe the way he looks at muscular men isn't fully platonic

Yan Jock, who, as you get closer, starts to treat you like he did the past girls he's dated. Giving you his jersey, putting his arm around your shoulders, asking for a good luck hug (it's supposed to be a kiss, but he can't :c)

Yan Jock, who really loves dancing. It's a basically fun exercise. He's not good in the professional sense, but he's still good! (100% asks you to dance when you two start dating, maybe even before)

Yan Jock, who glares dagers at anyone who approaches you with romantic intent (mind you, everything that isn't formal is considered romantic intent by him) before wrapping his arm around you and kindly (threatiningly) tells the other person to fuck off.

Yan Jock, who isn't above punching the person, but doesn't want you to be mad at him

Yan Jock, who melts when you two finally kiss. It wasn't at a big moment. No big game. No party. Just you two walking around your hometown. He leaned down to hear you better and you had enough of the dancing around he's been doing for months and kissed him. Safe to say he will be asking for kisses every day (he's not taking no for an answer)

Yan Jock, who physically holds you back from going somewhere. He's stronger than you. A lot stronger. So when he doesn't want you going somewhere, he will throw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and happily skip away to cuddle under the bleachers. Stephen is the type of partner who asks to come with you to the bathroom

Yan Jock, who hates when someone yells at him or expresses their disappointment. He can't handle it. Stephen has been the "Golden boy" for so long. He can't lose that. So, if you ever want him to let go of you just use that! Don't worry, a little kiss on the lips will cheer the jock right up!

Yan Jock, who has the most perfect ass. Some of the girls at your school are jealous. And some guys question their sexualities because of it. And you? Oh, you're enjoying the whole damn bakery every day (not like Stephen minds)

Yan Jock, who, when meeting your parents, acts all anxious and worried, but that doesn't last long. 10 minutes later, he is talking with your dad about all types of sports while complimenting your mother's decor choices. He knocks it out of the park! You knew he would! (Stephen is definitely asking your dad for your hand in marriage. That's not negotiable for him.)

Yan Jock, who daydreams about having the picture-perfect family with you after school. White picket fence, a good home in a friendly neighbourhood with a huge backyard where your two kids and dog can run around in. Oh, it's the dream!

Yan Jock, who will carry you through life. He's trained all his life!...If only that emo nerd you insist on being friends with would just piss off already, then it would all be perfect...

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Hello Arow how are you? First of all I love your page. There are really few soft yandere posts and seeing your posts made me very happy. Especially when it is written so beautifully. I would like to make a request. Yandere with a mute who likes physical contact × reader or yandere mute × reader, whatever suits you. Thanks in advance. I am eagerly waiting for your posts. I wish you a good day.

Hello! I'm doing quite well considering that school is kicking my ass :D

I'm so happy to hear that my silly little posts make you happy and yeah, there are so little yanderes that aren't "alpha male, protec my omega". But that's exactly why I made this blog!

(and I am eagerly awaiting your judgement. I wish you a good day)

WARNING: Yandere behaviour, male reader intended

Tell me why your hands are cold?

"Be my voice, and I'll be yours only."

Yan Mute, who you meet at your new office job.

Yan Mute, who is weirdly quiet. Only nodding in greeting and going back to work. You learn his name, not from himself but from another coworker. Dimitri. Oh, and he's mute!

Yan Mute, who, after you kept bringing him coffee every morning and a little treat (hoping he'll open up and actually talk to you), starts sticking to you like a barnacle

Yan Mute, who sits next to you during every meeting, stands next to you during every break, even walks you home (if you walk home, if you don't, he'll try to carpool)

Yan Mute, who quickly becomes a regular in your life. Texting, chatting (which consists of you talking and him writing his responses) and always touching you as much as he can

Yan Mute, who just can't help himself but touch you every day at least 50 times! You're the only one who actually tried to get to know him and not treated him as just some annoyance

Yan Mute, who holds your hand and plays with your fingers whenever he's overwhelmed

Yan Mute, who will cry if you tell him to loosen his hold (it's practically a death sentence for him)

Yan Mute, who if you learn sign language, will marry you on the spot (not like he wouldn't anyway. You could give him a piece of paper and he'd be rushing to the nearest church.)

Yan Mute, who practically melts if you kiss him. Your lips are definitely his favourite part of you

Yan Mute, who, when jealous, gets pouty and clingy. He's an insecure guy, so he always thinks that you'll figure out that you're too good for him and leave him. So the sight of you being affectionate (aka polite) with someone makes him want to cling to you like a whiny puppy

Yan Mute, who sighs "I love you" every time he can because no one else in your department knows sign

Yan Mute, who wants kids. Wants to start a family where he would be loved. Where you and him would be together forever.

Yan Mute, who has you talk to everyone if you're together since it's both the most reasonable thing and because he suffers from horrible anxiety

Yan Mute, who doesn't really care if he's the little or big spoon. He loves holding you and loves you holding him just as much

Yan Mute, who though doesn't have a voice, will make sure you know just how much he loves you <3