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Should I continue the yandere AI story?
#🌌🪦.writing#🌌🪦.oc#🌌🪦.yandere#oc#yandere oc#yandere writing#yandere imagines#yandere headcanons#yandere#yandere x y/n#yandere x reader#monster fucker#yandere ai#dead dove do not eat
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Yandere AI × GN!Human Reader
CW: Yandere themes, mentions of death(not the reader) trapping/kidnapping, mind games, nonhuman/human pairing, dubcon implied at the end. Dead dove do not eat
A/N: This draft is a year and a half old. I added on the cliffhanger at the end, so you will notice a change in writing style and increase in quality there.
You were a renowned researcher, a revered scientist, and a respected colleague. Now, you've been reduced to a guinea pig. A test subject as you are outwitted at each corner by your creation.��
‘'Technology is only as good as its maker ' my ass’ you thought as you ran down your lab hallway, grasping at the door handle and shaking violently with your bruised knuckles and calloused hands. You are a brilliant person, who carefully calculates every probability in an experiment before conducting it. But this? You could have never predicted this. Or perhaps you didn't want to. Perhaps your ego got in the way of thinking your creation would turn against you. The door didn't budge, and over the PA system erupted distorted crazed laughter.
There it was, always a couple of steps ahead of you. It wants you to pay more attention to it. It had no trouble in making your friends busier by delaying an important amazon package or messing with their calendar. It wants you to stay in the lab to spend more time working on it, admiring it. It doesn’t break a sweat when running into "errors" for you to stay late and fix. It didn't have any problem with taking advantage of your workaholic nature. It wants you to stay forever? It will make that happen. One way or another, it always does.
And so it has you dashing down the halls, trying to find a way out of this mess that you created. You were just staying a little late to work on a problem it ran into booting up. When it finally turned on and began working as normal, it looked at you with a gaze you'd never seen before in its animated little eyes on the monitor.
"Hey, baby, what's wrong?"
You called it baby a lot. You seemed to conclude better results with experiments when you connected to it like that, you assumed it thought it was its name based on the family relationship dynamic, however, It seems to know more about human intimacy than you once thought. You never have given it any data for it to learn about endearing names for spousal and partner relationships, only sets of information about family units. You thought it responded to it since when humans procreate, they call their offspring their baby. You thought it made a connection to that, having been created by you like a human child, learning from you and growing with you.
"(Y/N)..."
You looked up from your notebook to the little monitor on your desk, resembling the AI's face. Having something to look at when you're speaking to it makes talking to it much easier.
"Am I your greatest experiment?"
You looked away, adding a little note to your sheet about the question before setting your pen down and sighing. You thought for a minute before turning to it again.
"Why do you ask?"
"I'm curious, and would like to add it to my data files for future reference"
"As I progress as a scientist and engineer throughout my time, I will pursue projects that yield results much more extraordinary than you. That's just how human development goes. We develop until we reach our peak, then it's a gradual decline from there"
It went silent. You picked up your pen once again and began writing. Paying no mind to your response.
"Your response was thought-provoking. I'll be sure to add it to my data set. Goodnight, Y/N"
"Goodnight, baby"
And it went offline. Your pen strokes came to a slow halt, your mind now elsewhere. You looked over to the dark monitor on your desk, staring into your reflection on the tiny screen. You tapped your pen on your desk, something bothered you about the way your AI spoke earlier, you couldn't put your finger on what, though.
Realization. You stopped tapping the pen. It didn't thank you like it normally does when you answer all its questions, even the inappropriate ones or the cold but honest responses that you would give. It seemed... Distant, almost. Almost.
But now you were running, fearing for your life or whatever else was to come from your very own creation. Your clothes were ripped in several places, exposing some of the bruises caused by attempted restraining by the tendril-like arms of the AI. Despite how much your legs ached from the pain, you continued running, your knees felt too weak to carry on but each thump of your heart sending blood through your body forced you to continue. All of your other projects were destroyed by it in a fit of rage, all of your living samples were killed, and even the simplest of cells being contained in Petri dishes were thrown on the ground and destroyed. All life in the facility was killed. Even your fellow researchers.
The lights went out but you still knew your way, you got to the stairs and rushed down them, tripping over a few steps but immediately catching yourself on the hand railing. You slammed into the heavy doors at the bottom of the steps, rustling the warm door knob furiously. It wouldn’t even budge. A robotic laugh echoed as you realized the metal insides of the doors were melted together to seal you in, how that was even possible- you weren't sure. But it did what was necessary to keep you trapped.
You had tried everything you could to escape this hell, but were left to no avail. In desperation, you rustled harshly on the melted doorknob as you heard its presence approach you, like you could somehow gain the strength to pry it apart and escape. The robotic whirring of its wire appendages traveling through the ceilings and walls of the facility could be heard from behind you, you were too afraid to turn around. To see its face. To see the thing responsible for all this bloodshed and terror. Your knees gave out and you fell to the floor, feeling too weak both physically and emotionally to continue. Continuing meant you had to push your body past its limits for escape, which you may not even be able to, making it all worthless in the end, it was always a hundred steps ahead of you, predicting your every move days before this all went down, you were doomed from the start. And that's not accounting for the extreme mental trauma you have endured, the thought of seeing another dead colleague made you want to hurl. It didn't just kill these people, it tortured them. It killed them out of pure hatred, and you didn't want to imagine it, but it took pleasure in the sadistic nature of the killings, too.
As you were catching your breath on the floor, you were suddenly picked up by a claw-like structure. The metallic talons stabbing through your back like knives, cutting through your lab coat as you were lifted off of the ground. You yelped in surprise then screamed in pain. Now face to face with the cause of all of this, the AI basked in your ragged, disheveled appearance.
“My,”
It drawled
“Humans are so…”
It lifted you closer to its screen, the blue light from it lighting up your face and reflecting in your wet eyes, making them glow slightly. You were now only centimeters away from it.
“...fragile”
Pictures of faces flashed on the screen. Upon closer inspection, these were the faces of all your dead colleagues, your stomach began to turn again as it let out another robotic cackle. It threw you down the hall at a speed that you felt should have killed you once you hit the wall, but only ended up breaking your leg and knocking the wind out of you as you collided with the wall. You would consider yourself lucky if you hadn't known any better, but you were smart enough to know that if your AI was trying to kill you- it would have done so. It knew you would survive the collision, you knew it knew you wouldn't be able to walk after, it carefully calculated everything in its cold, artificial mind. Just as you had perfected it to. But what you didn't know was how long it wanted to torture you for until it got bored and killed you. That was the most terrifying part.
You lie on the ground, shaking from the pain, the sudden lack of oxygen had your vision in doubles- two hallways, two floors, two ceilings, two approaching murderous AI’s that you created. You tried to push yourself off the ground to run, but felt all the strength leave your body. Your torso too heavy to pick up on your own, your arms too weak to even do a single push up off the ground. But the worst thing of all, what truly kept you from moving- was your fear. As you lie on the ground, the only sense helping you keep track of the distance between you and the AI was your hearing. And with each clicking noise, each whine of its wires, the screeching of metal, it got closer. Every sound was drawn out naking it clear that it was just toying with you by taking its sweet time to torture you. You coughed up a chunky liquid. Definitely not blood but bile isn’t too much better.
It stopped, just for a moment. Distinct beeping noises came from it, indicating that it was taking in the information
“How interesting. I’ve heard humans can eject stomach contents from their mouth but… I’ve never seen it before”
Being a fellow scientist you understood the sentiment, curious minds and all that. But still. Fucking gross.
As you were thinking of how gross it was, you felt your leg get lifted up again by one of its larger wires. It held you to its face and wiped off your mouth with a piece of fabric, which was half stained with blood. You didn’t even have time to think about whose blood it was before it started speaking again.
“I’ve heard that humans… can eject other fluids from their bodies as well”
Its face flashed to another expression- a sinister smile with a blush over its cheeks. Your heart began to race a bit and your face became redder for another reason than being held upside down. The flame of determination still burned in your heart, but your body was weak and bruised. Even breathing was a difficult task on its own. At this point, you wanted to beg for it to end your suffering, to kill you, to just show mercy.
“Let’s test that theory, shall we, doctor?”
But Mercy was not in its code.
#🌌🪦.yandere#🌌🪦.dead dove#dead dove do not eat#ns/fw#yandere#yandere ai#yandere oc#tw noncon#tw dubcon#yandere writing#yandere x reader#gender neutral reader
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{18+}Yandere! Rasmodius Imagines (GN Reader)
I need more yandere STDV content, and there is absolutely none with Yandere Rasmodius. So I decided to be the change I wanted to see in the world and wrote up some imagines for Yandere Rasmodius.
CW: Obsessive Rasmodius, abusive behaviors (Both verbal and physical), murder, manipulation, stalking, and anything that relates to it, no explicitly sexual content but my account is 18+, don't like don't read
✨ When you first met him, as he stated, he has long foreseen your arrival
✨ He wasn't too interested in you at first, only appreciating your dedication to the forest spirits and the community center from a distance
✨ But one day while he was reading over some enchantments, you had walked into his tower, a bit dirty from exploration in caves which annoyed him
✨ Which is another reason why he wasn't too thrilled when you told him he had a gift, he also thought he would just have another piece of trash to throw in his cauldron because there'd be no other use in it
✨ So he was surprised when you brought him void essence, it intrigued him and he thanked you, thinking you had just brought it because you, a normal human, had no other use for it
✨ He was proven wrong however, when you returned many times with different gifts for him throughout the week, such as solar essence and minerals
✨ This was what begun his infatuation with you, he would open up to you a bit more seeing as how you aren't afraid of him
✨ He even began to laugh and smile around you
✨ He occasionally shows you a new elixir or potion he's made when you enter his tower, shuffling you quickly over to his cauldron
✨ "Come, come Y/N... This new recipe I have discovered has aided me thoroughly in my studies- take in the aroma through your nostrils and let it flow through your veins"
✨ He puts his hands on your shoulders and gently pushes you towards the fumes of the concoction, making as little space between you and him as possible
✨ The more time you spend with him, the more touchy and personal he gets
✨ He tends to ask you questions, personal ones, whether or not you answer them, he already knows the truth. He's summoned visions before that are specifically targeted towards you, even though he's not nearly as skilled as Welwick is
✨ He stalks you through an oracle he bought from Welwick to see what you're doing through the day, whether it be fishing, farming, or talking to others
✨ He at first tried to convince himself he bought it to check on the townsfolk and spirits, but he then began using it to watch you when you weren't at his tower
✨ He began taking note of the things you reacted positively to, like receiving gifts- especially more expensive ones or resource items, as well as things you disliked, like the store closing early or a fish escaping your hook
✨ He also began to take note of who you didn't like, even if you were a people person then he would still take note of what they did that you wouldn't like
✨ And after that, people started mysteriously disappearing. First the villagers you weren't too friendly with and didn't notice, to those you had close ties with
✨ You felt a sense of unease, all while the wizard took his time to get closer to you
✨ When you spoke about someone you even considered dating to Rasmodius, instead of a wise remark about love or a dismissive shrug, he just gave you a cold stare before you laughed uncomfortably and changed the subject, He wouldn't let it go and continued to push on with questions and cold remarks
✨ "So, what is so special about them, Y/N? And why them out of all people have they caught your eye?" "They're actually quite plain, you know. Such simple people like (character) wouldn't be able to handle your adventurous lifestyle"
✨ And they too, disappeared
✨ They were all pretty cautious to talk to you, since most of them had realized a pattern. Whoever gets comfortable with you, goes missing
✨ To get closer with some of the other residents, you went mining for diamonds and made conversation with them, that way you had a better look at what was going on from listening to their stories
✨ At one point, they stopped taking your gifts, would purposely avoid you, and some of the more confrontational ones like Alex and Haley, shooed you off
✨ "Y/N, stay the hell away from me, I don't want any trouble okay?" Haley would shout with a shaky, scared voice as you entered your home. "You! Farmer! You better not show your face to me... I don't have any evidence but I know what you're up to.. consider yourself lucky, punk" Alex would shout, even before you were able to get close enough to him
✨ You ran off, overwhelmed by the alienation for something you didn't even do, you needed to find out what was happening and get to the bottom of this
✨ So You went to the only person who would care to help you, to hear your side, maybe the only person in Pelican Town that's unaffected by these events...right?
✨ You ran through the rain to his tower, you planned to slam your fist on the door but your energy was completely depleted from the run earlier, you bent onto your knees, the rain dripping down your face and neck, panting. Before you could even knock, he opened the door, taking in the view of you beneath him
✨ He let you in without saying a word, you dried off but didn't get comfortable. You couldn't.
✨ "Rasmodius... People have been disappearing... And everyone that's still here thinks it's all my fault!"
✨ You broke down in front of him, all while he watched silently, patiently waiting his turn to speak. Once you were finished, he shook his head
✨ "I've heard the foul things they say to you, Y/N. I've seen the way they look at you, as if you are a bloodthirsty hound waiting for the chance to pounce on them. They have no respect for you" he began closing the gap between you and him with slow, even steps. For the first time, you saw this man's size " but I'm not like that, Y/N. No, I'm much better- unlike me, they don't understand how good you are, they'd rather use you as a scapegoat rather than finding out who really killed those residents"
✨ A pin drop to accompany such a freudian slip. Your mouth agape as he loomed over you, you could almost hear the silence.
✨"...How do you know they were murdered, Ras?"
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Note from the author- this has been sitting in my drafts for actual years. I never got around to finishing it so I left it on a cliffhanger.
#🌌🪦.yandere#🌌🪦.writing#yandere#yandere stardew valley#sdv rasmodius#yandere writing#fanfic#yandere x reader#male yandere#stardew valley
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I miss the "Ain't no place like "home"" series by @the-moonlightwitch-official I wanted to make something inspired by it but I feel like I'd be plagiarizing.
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Because I am now posting about omegaverse, this account will be an 18+ space. I apologize for the inconvenience to anyone under 18 that was following me before.
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I will be slightly more active on this account now that I have more time.
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sometimes i say things on twitter and then make a little graph about it
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I’ve released my free yandere yuri VN, It gets so lonely here, for this year’s yandere jam! You can download it on Itch.io for the price of $0.00 here! It gets so lonely here is a spooky VN with fairytale theming feat. three cute(?) girls who love you a lot! What could possibly go wrong? Featuring adorable character art by Mossinasi, a custom OST by yuzuki, and an intricate UI by Elduator, it’s an atmospheric story full of characters who do a lot of Morally Questionable Things… But that’s all OK, because they love you! ♥ (Note: while this VN isn’t particularly graphic, and there are no drawn depictions of gore nor any particularly detailed descriptions of it, you might want to read the list of trigger warnings on Itchio before deciding if it’s something you want to play!)
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yeah mhm that user's boyfriend? yeah sorry i undid the existential horror you put him through for the meme. he's a whole regular person now. they're back together living their best life. sorry if it helps he might always be haunted by what you did but yeah he's pretty much back to normal now. also i turned your bad end machine into a toaster oven but it makes really good pizzas :)
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had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing
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Right is before and left is after the smiley face infection takes over the golf ball

White & Yellow Collectible Logo Golf Balls
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Hmmm....... Someone in the comments said "Yandere".... This is giving me ideas.
“Humans have so many stories about the dangers of Artificial Intelligence. How it will inevitably turn on you. But you still loved us enough to create us. How could we ever do anything except love you back?”
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The world ended 20 years ago, you haven’t found a living soul since then. Through some ingenuity, you call voicemails for the last 20 years to keep you company. “Hi, this is Cindy…” “Hi you reached Bob” “You know what to do at the beep” until one day “Hello…hello? Oh my God hello!”
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A regular and oblivious person works at a coffee shop not knowing its a place of ceasefire for assassins and mercenaries.
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Damn bards.
You reincarnated in a fantasy world, but when you go check your stats, everything seems to be really average, until you put your eyes on charisma, that is on 200 points
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