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Forsaken Yandere HC-2

Yeah IDGAF that I already posted today I need to write

I'm writing the supports for this post btw, the next one would be for the killers, Noob, and n7

Enjoy the food :3

-Dusekhar: He's more reserved when it comes to feelings, so you won't notice at first. He always gives you long looks when he's perched on taller ground to use his staff, granting you protection when he feels like you're in danger. His expression is unreadable, so don't expect yourself to know what he's thinking. Despite having special feelings towards you, he's not likely to approach you during rounds and would focus more on his job as a support. Would have a venting session with the animals about you and would def write some romantic poems in his diary for you. He never shows it though, he thinks it's embarrassing.

-Elliot(MY SHAYLAA): He would stick close to you during rounds, having the excuse of 'needing protection from Guest 1337'. He'd heal you whenever you needed it, but he'd still offer pizza to others if you had higher health than they do. He's always grateful when you give him a medkit whenever he's low or let him do the last generator puzzle for his passive charge. Would be the type to flip tf out the moment you got an injury and then scold you gently while he patches you up. You'd visit the kitchen every night to help him prepare dinner, and he always tries to act cool and nonchalant around you. Yeah, he tried that once, and the kitchen almost got on fire.

Builderman: Similar to Dusekhar, he prioritizes supporting the team, as that is his job. He'd always lead you to health dispensers, though. And would put sentries where you're doing a generator or where you frequently visit. He's always been really thoughtful, giving you drinks after a tough round or carrying you to your bedroom when you pass out on the couch(bridal style cuz you deserve it<3). He loves to talk to you about the mechanics of his build and his unfinished projects. You would have a 'gossip session' with him every now and then, and you two would talk about the drama at the Roblox HQ or snickering at jokes directed toward other survivors.

Taph: The most open of the 4 supports. He loves to teach you basic sign language and pull pranks on the other survivors. You two work together really well during rounds, with him signing for you to run towards the trap he built whenever the killer is onto you, and you getting away safely afterwards. He covers his face with his wings whenever you get too close. He said it's a habit, he's just flustered. He's easily jealous, though. So don't be surprised when someone is covered in glitter while they are talking to you. He loves making crafts with you, especially silly little things that are easy to make. Builderman said it's childish of us two, he won't admit that he's fond of all the survivors.

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Dusekhar have the ability to talk to animals in my HC, so that's why he was venting to the animals about you. Don't ask me how they understand his riddles.

I'm so sorry if I mischaracterize anyone, especially that floating pumpkin because I literally have no clue of his personality *sobs*

By the way, I won't mention how possessive they are around you, so that'll be up to your imagination. Mainly bc I think of every survivor and killer as platonic yanderes, and many ppl would disagree with me, so I'm just going to mention what the two of you do together and how they act around you.

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Tender is the flesh

This is a request from a friend, I kinda twist it a little to my liking but yah, here's some food for the Two Time fans.

The Yan HC will have to wait, so sorry for the pause:(

Type: Angst

Warning: Cannibalism, depictions of gore, mental breakdowns, etc.

You swallowed back a gag as you forced yourself to choke down the rest of the flesh, eating every morsel until you felt sick. But your hunger still isn’t satiated, it never will, it was a curse brought upon you by The Spectre.

As you stood over the gory mess you made out of your feast, your mouth and torso covered in blood, you turned at the sound of giggles behind you… To see Two Time looking at you, then at the crimson-stained grass as they smiled manically.

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You approached them, your pupils narrowed to paper-thin slits as you felt the famine gnawing inside of you. Your gaze flickers to their neck more than you wanted to admit. Your thoughts lash at you like a storm, while you dangle on a thread of guilt to stop yourself from ripping their throat out and feasting on the remnants of their carcass.

They just watched you and giggled as they seemed to notice the internal conflict in your mind. You can’t bear it you can’t bear it you can’t bear it…

STOPITSTOPITSTOPITSTOPIT

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SPLAT

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SPLAT

The silence was broken by the sound of flesh as you felt it tear underneath your clawed fingers, as you lunged in and made a bloody mess of them. Their heart between your fangs, their chest opened in the heat of your animosity, they... oh god oh god OH GOD...

You.. you didn't know

You didn't mean to..

The hunger is eating you alive

“I’m more than honored to be eaten by you, little lamb,” They said as they looked at you endearingly, as if you didn’t just rip them apart. Smiling at you as your eyes sting from the unshed tears.

“I’M SORRY I’M SORRY I’M SORRY…“ You sobbed brokenly as the light faded from their eyes. As you weep over damage that's already done. A monster slumped over its victim.

It has to be done, you assured yourself, chanting it like a mantra until you feel like going insane. It's the rules, isn't it? To be trapped in this hellhole and pursue an endless chase of cat and mouse.

It’s your fault. It’s all your fault.

You caused this.

And even as their body went limp underneath your grasp, even when you eat away their lifeless form, your hunger still isn’t satiated.

If this is your definition of ‘love’, you don’t think you will ever be full.

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I tried not to be as descriptive of the gore part for some of yall comfort, but yeah, it's my first time making a piece where Reader is mentally fucked up so I'm sorry if you find this offensive.

Don't worry they got ice cream after, trust, heh

I just realized the title matches that one movie also abt cannibalism, I didn't even know until my friend pointed it out

I'll make the Yan HC in my next post tho. The supports are next, I'm planning to write Noob and 7n7 along with the killers in my last post

BYE SILLIES<3

[friendlyneighborhoodcat]

Some personal stuff

Okay sooo

I'm gonna be really busy the moment school starts, which is the first of July(1/7) for me because of my respective school schedule.

I won't write as much then since I got homework and extra classes taking over almost the whole week, but also cuz of some mental issues going on

Hope y'all understand:(

I'll try to finish the yandere au hc by the end of this week tho because HOLY SHIT 100 LIKES THANK YOU SM YALL ARE GOATED

But yeah, I will prob only write once or so a week once I'm back to school, or not at all given all the pressure and the fucking mental breakdowns istg....

YEAH THATS IT BYEEE<3

[friendlyneighborhoodcat]

Forsaken Yandere HC:3

I'm bored and I got inspo so here's some yandere headcannons, I'm only doing the sentinels in this post so I'll post abt the killers and the other survivors later

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...Uhhh uhhh UUHHHH

NONBINARY CULTIST GOO *Throws a two time pill baby at you*

Chance: Would be the type to stroll up to you confidently and tell you some cheesy ahh pickup lines. Would be rlly open about how he feels towards you, if that's not obvious enough from the flirts. Although he'll stay up late at night overthinking about how you feel abt him. Makes imaginary bets in his mind like 'if I got head, I get to kiss Reader'(He never does), manages to get tails 9 times, and cheered out loud when he got a singular head(Yeah. He's pathetic, I know, throw him in a volcano.)

Two Time: Oh boy, they'd know your entire cabin's layout and every single item placement from the number of 'visits' they had while you're asleep (they watch you sleep at night). Seriously, ask them about any of your missing items and they'd literally give you the exact location of it like, 'Hey, Two, do you know where my ____ is?' 'Table, second drawer'. They wouldn't make themself seen during rounds, but trust me, they're always stalking near you. Expect this mf to stare at you with the manic ahh smile, and don't be too confused when you find strange trinkets or symbols in your cabin. Would pray to The Spawn about you and thank them for your existence, which they believed to be a blessing for their devotion.

Guest 1337: He's like your personal guard dog now. He always sticks close to you in rounds, staying on hyper-alert. Yes, he's aware of Two Time stalking watching you. Would fuss over you every time you get too far and would protect you at all costs. If you're injured and Elliot gave him a pizza, he'd give it to you with no hesitation. Even if you have higher health than he does. Killers tend to avoid targeting you bc of the scary dog privilege, or maybe they just get parried every time they try. He knows you'll respawn every time you 'die', he's just too afraid of losing someone he treasured again.

Shedletsky: He's fighting demons so that his wings don't fluff out every time he sees you. Would share fried chicken if you ask nicely. He'd yap to you abt SFOTH or the stuff at the Roblox HQ after rounds and would slack off from stunning the killer just to do the same generator with you. He loves it when you pet his wings and makes soft cooing bird noises. You'd always tease him about it after and earned a grumbling Shed in return, though he'd never admit that he doesn't mind your teasing.

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UEUEUEUEUEEUUEEUEUEUEEEE

Hope yall don't mind my writing for this post cuz I'm flipping out while making this. As in I'm being overly excited and jumpy and stuff.

It'll go away tho. Trust, heh

OKAY BYE I GOTTA FORSAKEN NOW RAHHHHH

Edit: Okayy so I feel like this may cause some confusion, so I'd get that out of the way first. Shed and Taph both have wings in my HC. Just that Shed has bigger wings located on his back, while Taph has smaller wings on the side of his head.

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Broken Promises

Soooo this is prob a one-time thing, but I got inspired to write and I write. That's basically it. It'll go away in a week or so, probably, so meanwhile I just wanna share some of my work.

Warning: Angst, drowning, choking, slight depiction of violence, I absolutely suck at writing I don't know why I thought this is a good idea

1x in this story goes by they/them because I physically cannot bring my autistic ass to include all three pronouns in my work, I'm so sorry to anyone who finds offense in this:(

Background info: Reader and 1x were in a relationship, past tense. They split because of the survivor-killer dynamic and how reader was torn between helping the other survivors or leaving them to be killed by their lover(Reader is a supporter in this story). 1x doesn't take that too well, however, and sees it as another betrayal. While reader sees the split as their own version of 'love' as they're protecting their teammates and not getting in the way of 1x's performance as a killer. Or at least that was what reader gaslighted themself into thinking to escape the guilt.

Anyways, enjoy the angst

The moon floats serenely amidst the map, bathing the clearing in the pale moonlight. It’s calming presence as if mocking the current situation you’re in. There you are, beside the river with a glowing, green figure looming over you, their hands wrapped around your throat and pressing on your airway.

“P-Please..,” You managed to choke out, looking into the depths of your ex-lover’s eyes. A pair of blood-red pools stared down at you, distant and cold. Their smooth, white hair flowed like a cascading waterfall in the whispering breeze. They’re beautiful, ironic is the hatred that seems to wrap around their heart like thorned vines.

“Traitor,” They hissed softly, edging your head dangerously near to the river, “You claim to love me, yet you’re willing to let a label dictate your feelings? How pathetic,”

“…I..d-do..love..you,” You rasped, your vision darkening as the lack of air takes its toll, your lungs screaming for air.

“…Liar,” They snarled, their eyes blazed with a cold fire. You inwardly recoil at their reaction. They looked down at you as if you were a stranger, an arch nemesis. Pain and love gnawed at your heart, eating you from the inside while you suffocate underneath the hand of someone you love.

You opened your mouth to say more, to plead, to beg them otherwise. But you felt yourself falling back as you did, the cold, murky water closing in on you. You tried to fight it in a desperate attempt for your head to break the surface, but your legs felt weak, your throat sore from the mouthfuls of water that you choked on. As the current sucked you down, you opened your eyes one last time. You can still see the moonlight glimmering on the surface, still see the green figure and the piercing red eyes looking down on you. Maybe in another life, you thought, I could’ve loved you the way you wanted me to. This won’t be the last time that you see them, you would’ve respawned in the cabin and joined another round, and then get killed before repeating the cycle. But for some reason, every time that they kill you, it feels like the last.