#it’s a Yandere AU but no Yandere happens

[barbatosgossipsection]

Apparently people have been using your blog to call out specific creators somehow, because people have been complaining about yandere aus and then finding the users who make posts about that stuff, leading to harassment. In the span of three days a handful of accounts I used to follow have deactivated / gone on hiatus due to users using this page to rally up hate. The blogs I have followed have mentioned this one by name / referred to it as "that one gossip blog"

Is there any way you could make more people aware that you don't condone that stuff? People are getting awfully comfortable being hateful to each other here

Good morning,

It's only now that I'm aware people are getting hates/harassment for being anonymously called out, I'm genuinely sorry for letting it happen..

This blog is a safe space for sharing opinions and all without judgement, I acknowledge that allowing people to use this blog as a page to rally up hate is a mistake on my part.

All and all I don't condone Harassment and just for that we'll add a rule for it. Thank you.

And as for the people reading this, if you can, Do share your opinion on the matter.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

let's say reader somehow got away from the Black Butler crew and the apocalypse that you and got bitten into a zombie how do you think this would react?? also love your works!

Bitten but not Free | Yandere Phantomhive Manor

Based on this AU

Maybe it happens at the very beginning of the apocalypse 

the panic of keeping you locked at your place of work or you’re just desperate to get home

But you get out much to their dismay

I guess you can be somewhat grateful for the apocalypse that keeps your coworkers’ attention divided

Whether you make it home or get bitten before then the zombie disease is going to claim you

Or maybe it doesn’t 

Imagine being found in your home preparing for your death 

Only for Sebastian to appear with an angry vein on his forehead

“So you thought a mere infection was enough to avoid us? I’m disappointed in you, (Y/n).”

What makes you think he hasn’t already done a blood test to see if you were immune

Silly (Y/n)

You’re sure to be chewed out by everyone in the manor

Treated like you’re the biggest baby 

For leaving the manor where you could have avoided this whole paranoic tirade 

It's incredibly demeaning when the pre-teen is joining in on the babying

“(Y/n) moping because of your plan failing is immature. Let’s instead play a game of chess, maybe then your pouting will cease.”

But heaven’s forbid you aren’t immune and you do succumb to the zombie

By the time you’re officially turned the entirety of the manor has found you and they are horrified

They feel like they failed

But the ever-so-smart Sebastian couldn’t be less worried

“Oh poor (Y/n)--I can hardly stand to see them that way, I can’t!”

“We…really screwed up this time…”

“I’m kinda glad we didn’t bring Finny…oh he’s going to be ruined, he is.”

“Everyone don’t despair, dry your eyes. Do you think our young master hasn’t already thought of this? That I haven’t prepared for this.”

In almost the same fashion Sebastian is already steps ahead within a day of the Zombie apocalypse beginning he’s already crafted a cure

After all, he is a Phantomhive butler and it’s a small feat to make a cure or at least a temporary solution

It doesn’t matter to him that you escaped

Heck he might’ve let you run just so he could justify giving it to you

The only problem now is that there’s the eyes of everyone in the manor

So he wouldn’t mind letting you run just so he could kick off his latest plan to keep you

He doesn’t want to change you

He’d hate that

The way you fight is part of the thrill

But if Sebastian and Ciel deem it fit they’re willing to ease it

Crafting a solution that will make you more sluggish

You won’t be a zombie but you’ll walk around like it

That is if you’re not with the group

Whether it’s a scented pheromone or a mildly hypnotizing technique

You’ll never want to leave again

It does not matter to them 

You will not be leaving 

Whether you’re bitten or not 

Those in the Phantomhive Manor will not be letting you leave them 

Or letting anyone take you away 

They’d rather turn themselves than let you leave them

[yanderes-galore]

Ah yes, today’s the day

I’m thinking a Yandere concept for Kakyoin as I could see some Yandere potential

Ah yes, one of my favorite SDC characters >:D Here you go!

Yandere! Noriaki Kakyoin Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Overprotective behavior, Possessive behavior, Jealousy, Theft, Manipulation, Delusional behavior, Threats, Violence, Murder, Blood, Isolation, Clingy behavior, Kidnapping, Dubious relationship.

First of all, Kakyoin would be obsessed with a fellow Crusader in this concept.

That would allow an easier way for his obsession to grow and you two to bond.

Although an alternative is you were originally classmates before becoming Crusaders (It would be an AU).

It's canon that Kakyoin wants to feel calm and at ease with a partner.

In that case I imagine he'd start as friends with his obsession, but fall for them when he realizes you soothe him.

He formally meets you when Jotaro removes the flesh bud from his head.

You no doubt have a Stand due to being a Crusader and are nice to him even after the flesh bud incident.

Jotaro may hold a grudge against him for a bit but you are a bit more understanding of the new threat.

For the most part Kakyoin is depicted as honorable, respectful, polite, prideful, yet loyal.

He isn't that bad to talk to and genuinely cares for the companions he has in the Crusaders.

Although he is cruel and ruthless towards opponents... It's a bit unnerving, actually.

Kakyoin's obsession would develop as Part 3 goes on.

Which leads to plenty of interaction with all the Crusaders.

Kakyoin gets used to all of the Crusaders, especially you.

He's close to all of them but you're the only one who has managed to believe in him and make him feel... relaxed despite the situation.

Which would make him realize his crush on you.

Like most/all of Stand Users, he'd use his Stand to keep track of his obsession.

It would be easier if you couldn't see Stands, yet he just needs to be more careful since you can.

I can see Kakyoin using Hierophant Green to keep an eye on you.

Like, at first he's using it to keep an eye on Stand Users in the area.

He just wants to make sure the crew stays safe on your journey and likes to look after you if the others can't.

Although eventually he may be more... sinister with his Stand.

Despite his personality I like to think Kakyoin is an unhinged yandere.

It starts with just wanting to be loyal and protect a friend.

But then he just gets... worse.

He's easily jealous and possessive with you, his Stand often acting as a spy more than a guardian.

He seems like he'd steal small objects from you or use Hierophant Green to stalk you if he can't.

Kakyoin seems like he's polite and honorable, right up until he falls into his obsession.

Now he's delusional and overly obsessive.

To the point I imagine he's almost like the classic yandere.

Things like daydreaming about you, giggling at the idea of being with you alone.

He tries to pretend he's still his usual self.

He's not... he lost that since he fell for you.

Due to how ruthless Kakyoin is with foes, rivals or those who "get in the way" are met with... brutality.

He doesn't have a problem, they don't understand his love.

I can see Kakyoin being terrifying if someone got in his way.

He may use Hierophant Green to threaten someone into staying away from you.

His gaze is cold the whole time, if that doesn't work...

Well, I wouldn't be too surprised if Kakyoin snapped and killed someone for you.

He'd hide it and pretend it never happened.

But his smile seems off and his eyes are... dark.

Kakyoin would be highly manipulative and convince you and the others that things are fine.

He'd most likely not hurt the other Crusaders, not unless he felt cornered.

Which may happen considering how close he is with you.

It's eerie how he's never away from you.

The others often suggest you don't share a room with him, Kakyoin often objects.

Even if the others are suspicious, Kakyoin is thankful you're open-minded.

Although you are concerned that he's been... a bit too attentive?

Oh I can just imagine Kakyoin's rage during the Yellow Temperance portion.

The moment he finds out someone was pretending to be him and was near you?

It would be a miracle if Kakyoin didn't kill him.

Kakyoin may also be physically affectionate.

He feels at ease in your arms, often asking you to not mind the others....

He's just stressed.

He lives for your touch and comfort.

Worried about the blood he forgot to clean?

Oh... It was just an enemy Stand User-

Question him? He remains stern and tells you not to worry about it.

Kakyoin seems like a master manipulator.

If the others confront him on his obsession, he may break the mask he puts on.

Who are they to say he can't have you?

If the others tried to separate you from Kakyoin, he'd put up a fight.

The only one I think can successfully subdue Kakyoin is probably Jotaro.

After all, clearly something is wrong with Kakyoin.

It's unhealthy to be so obsessive and possessive.

Yet Kakyoin doesn't seem to care.

He's killed for you... He can use Hierophant Green to keep you... The others can't keep you away from him.

He'll be beside you no matter what it takes.

Not only is he clingy and ruthless, he's delusional.

He thinks you're so nice to him because you love him.

In reality, you just care for all of the Crusaders.

But to Kakyoin... It means you're meant to be.

I don't think it's too far-fetched for him to defect from the Crusaders if he feels they'll take you from him.

One night you wake up no longer in your hotel room...

It's just you and him... His stand tightly wrapped around you.

Kakyoin may do anything to be with you, including kidnap you.

After defeating DIO, he plans to properly date and maybe even marry you.

The others can try to stop him... But push too far and he may just get rid of them too.

"You love me too, don't you? Don't worry... I'll make you happy, I promise. You'll never be alone when you have me... I won't let anyone else touch you...!"

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Reader in a Reincarnation AU would be kinda wild. They're doing their best to get by, trying to live a normal life (or just survive the day), but they have a secret: They can converse with their past self. Or at least, their soul's birth parent. (Reincarnation is tricky here, but Reader would essentially be more of a child/sibling to their past self than actually them...)

The platonic yan (or one of them) is Reader's past life/self. And they've been helping take care of Reader since they first came into being. They just exist where Reader does, and they can't go very far from them at all. They talk with Reader the older they get; one of their first lessons is to never tell anyone they can see them, and to never act like they see them in around other people. Reader is the only one who can see them, and is the only one who knows they're with them, so as the platonic yan tells them, it should be a secret between them...

Reader eventually gains the mutations of their past self/first platonic yan, and that's when bad things start happening. The other platonic yan/s (their old teammates or partner/s or kids or whatever they are) find out about Reader, and soon discover that Reader keeps talking to someone... but there's no one there. Yet they say the name of a person they know, someone who Reader had no way of meeting, and Reader has their mutation... It leads to them force adopting (kidnapping) Reader, and trying to figure out how to have Reader and their past self at the same time, while trying to see Reader as their own person...

(I've imagined this with Reader as Wolverine's reincarnation with him as their first platonic yandere, and Sabretooth as their second one, who is trying to make another body for Logan while keeping Reader with him, safe and sedated, so he won't ever lose either of his runts ever again...)

(This is fun, and I'm still doing MerMay, but I wanted to get this out while it was fresh in my mind...)

[dearest-painter]

hear me out, Val's daughter reader shows up at the hotel soaking wet asking Vaggie for Angel or Husk. Vaggie normally would've been suspicious but it was a child. So she lets reader in, getting a towel for her as she bangs on angel's door ordering him to come downstairs. Angel, who is already annoyed because of work that day, comes down yelling. He sees reader who is shaking and goes immediate mother mode. (I picture reader get left out in the rain when Val was 'with her' after Vox called him to get home.)

TW/CW:Yandere behavior, unhealthy behavior, unhealthy relationship, abusive behavior, abusive relationship, not Yandere but Yandere AU, tell me if I need to add more

Summary: You only knew one person to go to…the others would never take you home and you knew it deep down in your heart

Sniffling you rubbed your eyes and rushed to the bright lights saying ‘HAZBIN HOTEL’ as the rain was heavy and hurting a lot. As soon as you got under the huge covers of the hotel. You knocked on the door while adjusting your oversized sweater. It was soggy and kept falling down. Vaggie opened the door and looked confused when she didn’t see anyone. “E-excuse me…” you softly muttered which made her look down to you.

Her eye widen when she saw you. “Can…can I come in and see Angel dust…” you softly asked. She nodded her head and rushed you inside as she wrapped a blanket over you. Usually she’d be nervous yet you were a kid so she didn’t suspect it. She went up to Angel’s door and knocked on it. “Angel! Let’s go!” She stated which gained an annoyed yell from Angel Dust so she walked away.

Angel dust yanked the door open then followed her as he was semi arguing with her until he saw you sitting on the couch, shaking like a scared mouse. He rushed over. “Oh my goodness dear, why were you outside?” He softly asked which made her surprise as she’s never seen this side of him. “…he left me…” you softly muttered which made him very annoyed. Sighing he hugged you and picked you up. “Vaggie, can ya get her some clothes?” He asked her, she nod her head as he took you to his room so you can get warm

[ymechi]

Who is the real Creator?

I had to edit and remove some parts for this to make sense, I hope it is coherent if not please tell me so I can fix it and explain everything better. I did not expect people to be interested in this au so I was surprised! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!

-TW: cult au, yandere, impostor au, mentions of being hunted down, mentions of trauma, mentions of character injuring themselves (nothing major)

-Gn reader and darling (please tell me if I mess this up message me and I will fix it)

Part 1, This is part 2, part 3, part 4

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Reader ushered Darling inside giving them the blanket which they used to dry their wet self. They sort of reminded Reader of what a wet sad cat one of their neighbors used to own looked like after a rainy day. Darling sat on the kitchen table as Reader once again prepared some tea. Reader really should get a nice tea set soon, they mentally put that on their shopping list the next time they are going to the market.

Darling sat quietly at the table sniffing and not saying much, Reader had no idea what to say before it would have been so easy they knew each other in and out. Yet now. . . it was as if a hundred years had passed, a million things had happened. Reader was now not sure what to say.

They weren't sure if they even wanted to comfort Darling. Shouldn't Darling be comforting Reader? All they got was that half-assed hospital meeting.

If Darling is upset wasn't there a league of followers, acolytes, servants heck even Archons who would comfort them why come to them now out of all times and alone? Clearly something serious happened that they had to runaway alone to them out of all people.

Reader inwardly sighed.

They bought out a pan. One thing they knew how to lighten the mood up was pancakes, it was easy and they knew how to do that . In fact, they might get a master's degree in making pancakes, Reader should ask Nahida if that is possible.

(They tried not to think that it was Darling's favourite meal to eat after being sad.)

"So. . . What happened?" Reader tried to start.

Darling did not respond for a while just quietly staring at them. Their eyes were a bit dull and exhaustion was evident on their face. They seemed to contemplate what to say before they started.

"I. . . I asked to wield a sword, at first they were against it but I wanted to try y'know?"

There was no question who they were, the crazy cultist acolytes. Reader shuddered at some of their past interactions with them, they were good weapon wielders reader would give them that. . . Reader had first-hand experience after all.

Yet Darling was alone with the trigger-happy acolytes all this time.

Although Darling was the supposed Creator, they should have been fine, Reader looked over at them and they lacked any surface wounds.

They should have been fine right?

"It was fine at first they taught me proper stances but then I got a bit touchy with the sword, you know me how I get with stuff like that and then I," she sighed, "I cut myself like an idiot."

Reader rubbed their head and thought about it, they would not be here for a cut something else went on and they waited for Darling to finish.

"Then I bled," Darling was quiet for a moment, "it was red."

Hey, it rhymed Reader wanted to say to break the tension but Reader refrained. They did not get it at all. What was so wrong with red blood? Wasn't blood supposed to be red.

Darling must have caught on and they looked like they finally understood something. It was they who wanted to understand what was going on!

"Uhm yeah you maybe don't know but the Creator is supposed to bleed gold."

Oh.

"Oh."

That is all they could say really. They felt dumb for a second there they had been actively avoiding taking any religious classes or any mention of religion for their own mental health's sake. Perhaps if they did not avoid it as much they would have understood what was going on much easier but for now the single religious book they owned remained hidden and untouched in their drawer.

Now that they finally understood the problem it was quite the conundrum. Darling was supposed to be the Creator yet now they were not because of some gold blood requirement. What would happen to Darling? Would they accuse them of harming the "real Creator"? Hunt them down like they did to Reader? Would they come and hunt down Reader again?

Although they doubted they would be hunted down again as the "blessings of the Creator" thing, whatever that meant, Nahida told everyone else seemed to work and placate them.

"Now what?" A reader asked tiredly.

"I don't know I managed to sneak out while they were distracted but I guess they will find out soon to come and get me."

Reader grimaced and turned around to prepare to finally whisk the ingredients they were too distracted to do while they listened to Darling.

"So like did they hurt you after they found out or something?" Reader cringed at their wording. They could have said that better considering it was a serious topic.

"No they didn't they just healed me and left me in my room," Darling paused, "You should have seen some of the looks on their faces, like I killed their puppy or something. . ."

Reader tried to imagine what it was like worshipping someone only for that person not to be the god they worshiped. It must have gone bad for both parties involved. Darling was told she was a god only to be looked at in disappointment. The followers who eagerly awaited for their beloved Creator only for it to be an illusion.

"Yikes, I can't imagine it was pleasant."

"It wasn't."

They went quiet after that soon the pancakes were ready and Reader went out to serve them along with the tea. Reader had to admit they could make some good mean pancakes because Darling looked a bit better with some of the color returning to their face.

There was another knock at the door.

Another visitor? Who would come- They looked at Darling, oh right.

Darling once again looked pale and the grip on their utensils was trembling. What had they done to shake them up this much? Reader wasn't doing better either their heartbeat going frantic as unpleasant memories resurfaced. Damnit they thought they had gotten better.

"Reader it is me Nahida we need to talk, I am sorry but it is urgent."

Reader inhaled, thank the stars it was only Nahida.

They relaxed their shoulders and opened the door. Despite the rain, the Archon looked dry and Reader wondered what sort of magic they used and if they could learn it as well.

"I am sorry to interfere," she looked behind Reader, "but it seems you have the person we have been searching for," Nahida said while looking genuinely sorry.

Right, the only person Darling knew besides the acolytes in this world was the Reader. No wonder they were found out so quickly.

"Uhm- uh- How about some pancakes first?"

Nahida looked the the back of Darling who was hunched over and relented. She must have seen something as she agreed rather quickly. Reader closed the door as the Archon entered their home. Nahida approached Darling they did an elegant bow and Reader was suddenly hit that Darling was or now was the creator. Darling got someone as well respected as Nahida to bow.

Reader had seen the way people behaved in respect and reverence at Nahida and how the scholars, the Emirates, and merchants would listen and take in her input. So someone like Nahida bowing. . .

Reader never fully understood the weight and status of that position the so-called "Creator" held even after being hunted down over it.

Yet now it seemed very heavy.

How did Darling live with that?

Darling face grimaced as she saw the bow. Nahida looked worried.

"Is there something going on your grace?"

This was going to be an awkward conversation. How to explain to someone you were not the god you thought they were?

Darling looked at Reader before looking back at their untouched pancakes.

"I am not your grace Nahida I bleed red like the rest."

A tense silence followed.

Nahida to her credit seemed calm with the revelation. She had her point finger touching her mouth in a contemplative gesture.

"I see and that is why you are here."

The room was quiet for a while. Reader awkwardly wrung her hands and it was surprisingly Darling, the least stable person who spoke up again.

"Did you know?" Darling said in an accusing tone their eyebrows narrowed. Reader thought they almost looked angry. Where did that come from? How could Nahida have known if no one else including them knew?

"To be honest your-," she paused," I had my suspicions.

Wait what- That was the first Reader heard about this.

"And you did not bother to tell me! To tell anyone?!" Darling jumped up from the chair.

"Was it funny watching me being led on, all those expectations, all those promises my whole world getting fucked up - fuck can I even go back home to my family?!"

Reader jumped between them hiding Nahida behind them trying to calm Darling down who looked to be on the verge of crying or a breakdown.

"Look Darling I know you are upset, it's messed up but she didn't have anything to do with it okay? I am sure she had her reasons."

Darling took one glance at Reader's eyes and fell down on the chair, they hid their face in their arms.

"I am. . . Sorry. . . Shit."

That de-escalated quickly just as it erupted. They worry about Darling's mental health at this point.

"It is fine, I suppose this is a very difficult situation for everyone involved," said Nahida.

Reader wrung their hands together.

"Hey I know it's not the time but I did make extra pancakes let's eat first?" They tried not to sound pathetic.

The silence was their reply.

"You and your damn pancakes," Darling said and snorted.

"Hey! I only do it because I know it cheers you up!" they said and huffed.

Nahida who looked at them laughed, the previous suffocating tension was gone and Reader went up to get a plate for Nahida as well. Finally both Reader and the Archon sat down on their seat they all ate in relative silence but it wasn't as awkward as it could have been.

Once finished Reader poured some hot tea.

"Thank you Reader the pancakes were delicious I will have to ask you to let me eat them again sometime."

Reader smiled at the Archon.

"Of course, you are welcome any time."

Darling who watched them snorted. Reader looked at them with questioning eyes.

"What are you laughing at," Reader said in an accusing tone. Was Darling mocking them again?

"You speak like them now," Darling said with an amused glint in their eyes as they looked at Reader.

"Ohh, I guess I kind of do. . ."

"Nerd."

"Hey!"

Nahida once again took a look at them and laughed. Both snapped out of their bubble and looked at the Archon sheepishly.

"I am glad to see you two are getting along well, I hope both of you don't mind the topic changing to a more serious one," she looked at both of them and both nodded,"Before we start, I have a question for you Darling."

Darling looked apprehensive but nodded.

"Do the others know about you not being the creator?"

". . .Yeah they do," Darling said and looked at their empty plate.

"I see that does make things easier it is better it is out now that later knowing how overzealous some acolytes and followers can get."

Reader grimaced and Darling looked a bit defeated at the statement.

"How much do you both know about the creator?"

Reader and Darling looked at each other and it was Reader who started to speak.

"Honestly not much I avoid religious talk at all cost."

Nahida looked at Reader with sympathy.

"I guess I am the opposite I got to learn a lot, basically in each new era the creator descends into a new incarnation, and their vessel is not always the same," she paused thinking about what to say next, "They like to live peacefully with their people because of that they don't always have their powers with them but they can gain them over time, something like that"

"Yes that is most of it, it is presumed in this era the creator chose to be a normal human which we thought was you Darling. We also thought that the Creator's presence and powers were weak due to being a normal human in this incarnation. Despite you not being the Creator some part of what I said is true.

"Which part?" Darling asked.

"The part where the creator chose to be an ordinary human, despite having such a faint presence me being so attuned to Irminsul could still feel it, yet it was weak. That is why I was confused. Rather than being the Creator you Darling had gotten a blessing from the Creator."

"But how I have never met them" Darling interjected.

Nahida stared at Reader and once again Reader was reminded of those intense stares directed at them as if trying to solve a puzzle piece.

"No, the creator was - is still quite close to you."

"Wait really?" Darling looked at Nahida in confusion inching closer towards the Archon as if they went closer physically they would solve the mystery.

"Yes we are sitting beside them after all."

There was no question about who Nahida meant both she and Darling were staring at Reader.

No.

That is what Reader replied with.

Nahida shook her head.

"I am afraid it is true.

No way.

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[ninefuckingoneone-ssideblog]

Brooooo I can't stop thinkin bout yandere prince Sakusa Kiyoomi

But but with a twist yn is also a princess anddddd they're siblings. Well half siblings, the king likes to mess around as always. Up until now you were the only heir to the throne but Sakusa's presence, as another royal with claims to the throne has raised an uproar.

Sakusa is sceptical, his origins weren't clear to you; though proved to be the king's son, but the way you behaved wasn't something he could put a finger on. His predictions of your reaction to his appearance had gone wrong and his curiosity was peaked. For his own sake more than not, you're all but the biggest threat to his position.

That is until Sakusa spends more time in the palace observing you, he starts doing this to assess you and figure out your weaknesses. But it almost feels like your delighted by his presence? Or not? It's like you're playin a game with him. He couldn't truly pinpoint what is was you're thinking. Or maybe he's just thinking too much about you...

Anyways fastforward to yn happily handing over the throne to him. And that is when he comes to the realization that you've always hated the idea of being bound to this place. That all those times you've happily put up the competitive streaks against him to establish power whether in academics or other sectors, were more to make him a better king for the throne than to take the control back from him.

You've long before accepted him and made a point to tease him about being your adorable little brother giving you a run for your money. And believe it or not you've both came to care for eachother in an unspoken manner of sort. Only that Sakusa's care ran deeper, darker more sinister than something your "lovely brother" should be harbouring for you.

But it's okay though, he has all the time in the world now that he's king. That was until you decide to announce your resignation from state affairs and royalty, he's not sure if that's even possible but he's not letting it be anytime soon either.

You weren't oblivious, being a princess could hardly allow for that. Though very subtle, the signs that Kiyoomi's affections were growing beyond what a brotherly love should extend to, you were quick to deduct the message behind it.

Your leasurely library sessions with him slowly turned to his chest pressed against your back, a firm hand on your hip as a guise of helping you reach the very book you set yesterday on an entirely different shelf. Dark curls brushing against your neck as he leans down unnecessarily close to place the book in your hands

And comfortable meals you used to share with him turned intense. His obsidian eyes drank in your form as if it wasn't only the food he wished to devour.

Sparring lessons were the worst. Considering how it used to be your favourite. Back when you used to playfully smack and poke around him to get a raise out of his normally well kept attitude. He used to be the same size as you and constantly trying his hardest to overpower your sneaky tricks, Huffing to keep up. Sakusa clearly was only trained to show not fight, and when you did successfully pin his sword down, dagger held to his neck. You told him how he can't ever expect people to play fair, so he should learn to do the same.

And you did come to regret it, eventually. Because now your spars have turned way too physical; as if he's actively trying to keep you pinned against his relatively much larger frame. As if he's making it way more apparent how much he's grown in ways more than one. The fact that you're smaller frame fits almost too well against him as he flips your dagger back against your own neck and pins you roughly to the tree.

Chests pressed together and his thighs forcefully make way between your legs, his weight holds you in place rendering you immobile. And even after your attempts at easying away from his hold, the intense gaze he locks you with, tells you he's not playin fair anymore. The dark lust building in his eyes is far from letting you leave. Ever.

And it was that you need to leave.

[classificationhell]

So it's most likely not going to happen in the fic I am writing for him, but imagine Mourningstar's delusions go so hard that he genuinely believes that you are his babygirl, and not in the adopted way. Like in order to help him heal more his brain decided to fabricate that everyone died that night except you. You were taken from him, but not by death. The angels must've taken you and then sent you back down once he proved he wouldn't lift a finger to help those filthy sinners ever again.

Even if you look completely different, even if you insist you don't remember this man he's so sure in his delusions. Of course you don't remember him you were just born when it happened that's why you look at him like he's a stranger, oh babygirl he's so sorry he missed so many important milestones for you. He wonders why the angels didn't tell you about your Daddy, but it's alright he'll tell you all about your family and about memories he has of you as a baby.

It all makes so much sense now! Angels wouldn't be so cruel as to murder his entire family. The reason he didn't make a grave for you was because he couldn't find your body, and a small part of him held hope that you were alive somewhere. The reason why Charlie's nursery only had the one crib was because him and Lillith had decided to co-sleep with you in their bed, yes, yes, it's all so clear! He must've been so deep in his grief he had momentarily forgotten, oh babygirl he's so sorry but he remembers everything now!

He will tell you all about the day you were born and how excited Charlie had been for a sibling. He'll tell you about how she used to play dress up with you and read you her favorite stories and how you'd giggle. He'd tell you about how he used to make you watch in wide eyed wonder whenever he'd use his magic around you.

What you aren't his second daughter and you came from another family? Oh honey, the angels must've kept you in a state of sleep and you dreamed the whole thing, shhh, don't get upset now, Daddy's here, and he'll help you remember the real truth about your past. Poor thing you must be so confused, don't cry Daddy's here now.

For those of you who have no idea who this unhinged man is allow me to introduce him to you. Essentially he is Lucifer if Lillith actually attempted to form a legitimate army to take down heaven due to the extermination and as a result was punished by the angel of death taking away his wife and child. He becomes more and more secluded and insane in his grief until he finds an Omega Little regressed, being chased by an exorcist (in my fic), crying out for their Daddy and he saves them and becomes immediately attached and regardless of pronouns or actual gender he calls them his babygirl or princess. He is unhinged and delusional but truly does love them.

[stxph-artist]

only love in his eyes (and more but we won’t get into that yet)

[spacexseven]

I need to know alot of things but Imma gonna be lazy to ask them separately sooooo sorry tuna for my hassle, it's just me being me, love you much though

1.what do the yandere do when it's subordinate!reader's birthday? or if it's the yanderes who get the birthday?

2. drunk calls? cuz why not, what happens when they get drunk because admit it, those yandere definitely have alcohol tendencies

3. this is not really a request, ask, or anything, just wanna say tuna's the best we love you

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's ok no hassle ^^ dw abt it anon <3 (gonna use desperate dazai for this one and not mean dazai)

cw: yandere characters

thing is...they totally remember your birthday. they won't say they do, of course not, but they know it. chuuya decides to be nice and (anonymously) leaves you a special gift and a card. dazai...decides that even though you Cannot know he remembers your birthday, he still needs to take you out to celebrate, so he drags you off to karaoke or arcades or whatever you like to do! and it's pretty obvious why, but if you point it out, dazai's gonna start acting all angry and the fun immediately stops. if it's their birthday, dazai's expecting a very grand celebration. he's not even subtle about it; he reminds you a whole month in advance that he wants this cake and this theme party and what not. maybe it's because he just wants to feel celebrated, but you don't have a choice regardless. a small cake and a party hat is all he needs to be over the moon for the rest of the day. he's even clingier and affectionate than usual. chuuya acts like he doesn't want you to know; he doesn't want a huge fuss or a celebration or anything—it's a lie, he wants it all, but would be embarrassed if you do something too public. so a simple 'happy birthday' is enough to satiate him, though he acts all huffy with you if you say it. even if you don't wish him, chuuya's not that upset

2. i got you covered with drunk chuuya, dazai and even fyodor in this post and this post !!

[doodleferp]

Swap AU Vash? Swap AU Vash.

[thefrenchydude]

Murderous lust

He may have been living the life he'd always dreamed of, Reader couldn't help but feel in peril. Every day, he felt threatened, as if eyes were watching him in the dark. An invisible danger. At night, Reader always have nightmares, seeing himself being held prisoner by two shadowy creatures.

And when nightmares weren’t about being held captive, it was about his past life. The one where he was forced to kill innocents to live. Where he had to survive by stabbing or strangling. Where he had to sleep in the cold and filth, his body covered in bruises, not knowing if he'd wake up to see the next day.

It was Lex who had pulled him through this poor life. Reader had met him when he was at his worst, years ago. Lex was charming, well-dressed, rich and influential in Auroria. He'd given Reader everything: a new chance in life, a huge house to sleep in, a comfortable bed, arms to fall into. Reader loved him, not for his looks or his money, no. But his husband had something all his own. An unfailing compassion and tenderness. The same one that got Reader out of his horrible life.

It was also thanks to Lex, that he had risen to the top of society. He had met the city's most influential people via his husband, and had made a place for himself among them. As a result, Reader was beginning to gain influence too. And he used it to the benefit of this city, fighting social inequality and poverty.

One evening, a party was organized in a manor to celebrate the city's greatness and its five-hundredth anniversary. And this year, the two demons, protector and founder of the city, were invited to the party. Reader didn't think they'd come. Never in five hundred years have they attended any kind of celebration, contenting themselves with protecting the city from threats.

But Reader was surprised to see he was wrong, because they came to the party. The two demons everyone talked about. The two warlords who, through the sacrifice of their love, had defeated the powerful demon that had destroyed the village on which Auroria had been built. Everyone knew their tragic story. It was a story to be admired, despite rumors that the demon had actually murdered the couple's husband, who was actually being held prisoner, and that in their revenge, the two monkeys had destroyed the town themselves in a fit of rage.

The one known as Liu'er mihou, or Macaque, was a tall, black simian with dark purple eyes. Despite his serious features, he seemed pensive, as if lost in his own thoughts.

Alongside him, his brother-in-arms and the more powerful of the two, Sun wukong. An orange simian, just like his eyes. He was cold with everyone, showing that he was here not for too long.

That fateful night, each of them was stunningly well-dressed. Both wore corsets in their respective pupil colors and stylish pants. Reader also noticed that their war paint had not left their faces.

Their descendants had also been invited. A whole tribe of them. Unlike their parents, they were seen way to often. Causing chaos everywhere and having fun tormenting, or even murdering, citizens. They were in Reader’s list of “criminals to kick out of the city”.

From the top of the stairs, Reader watched them cross the room with their serious faces. Seeing them, Reader couldn't help but feel an icy chill run through him. A strange sensation whose source he couldn't guess. His heart clenched when he heard the orange simian's voice. It was… familiar to him.

Later that evening, one of the guests stumbled and spilled his cup on one of the demon's daughters. A monkey named Da Xia. No one had the time to react, the blow went off and the man crashed into one of the tables further on.

Reader stepped in between them. Trying to calm things down. Faced with this pathetic act Da Xia sneered before raising her fist again. Threatening to strike Reader. Clearly annoyed by the situation, Macaque sighed before holding back his daughter's arm. She scowled at her father and left.

Reader turned to help the victim to stand up, the poor man could barely stand on his legs. He didn't seem to be seriously hurt, tho. This reassured Reader.

Macaque approached and apologized for his daughter's behavior. Then their eyes met.

That was when Reader sealed his fate, that very moment when Macaque gasped out of surprise. He recognized him, he had found their husband again, after five hundreds years.

- Your Lordship Liu'er mihou? Reader called out to him, not knowing why Macaque was looking at him so strangely.

The black monkey seemed to come to his senses and smiled tenderly. Tears welled up in his eyes as he returned to his companion. They talked for a while, and Wukong's face lit up as he jumped with joy. With a big, goofy grin, he then approached Reader, looking deliriously happy.

Just then, Lex arrived and took Reader in his arms, before kissing him. A kiss that Reader returned. And when they stopped kissing, Reader noticed that Wukong wasn't smiling at all. No. Reader even felt something he hadn't felt in such a long time. Fear. Because when Lex left, Reader could see that gleam in the eyes of the two demons. A murderous lust.

(A fanfic about @semisolidmind au)

[bunnieswithknives]

I see David as the type of person who would be like ‘uh okay?’ at someone telling him they love him

If you tried confessing to David he would simply run away, probably before you even finished!

[nomsfaultau]

Reverse Fault Au for April 1st

Basically, what if SBI + Tubbo were humans working for the SCP Foundation, as well as anomalifying villain ocs at the end (which is where most of the tws come into play) 

Tommy: Thomas. A Threat Assessor, like Dr Blake. He has an uncanny knack for driving even the most docile objects to bloodlust, which is useful in ascertaining exactly how much resources must be allocated to containing that SCP. No one is quite sure how he does it, only that a simple conversation can send objects into rages that somehow never touch the man. Thomas simply wears a delighted grin as devastation unfolds. Why does he do it? Why, the love of chaos of course. He’s only bringing out their innate evil, after all. The anomaly wanted to do it, he just gave it the push to act upon its violent nature. 

Philza: Dr. A. Gon. Is an ancient decrepit old man from The War. He picks up little favorites among the anomalies and is super kind to them. Basically acts as a father figure for them, offering advice, giving little treats, limiting punishments, and helping them cope with the trauma of the Foundation…up until the moment he grows bored. After that it’s experiment after experiment trying to squeeze any last drop of interest out of the object before he discards them and moves onto the next. Anomalies tend to be completely psychologically and physically wrecked by the time he’s done with them. Likes to trap anomalies in complex promises that the Foundation can exploit easily. His cane is actually a sword stick, and the cape he has (to mimic wings) can act as a weighted net. 

The Blade: Agent Boore. An MTF captain who leads a squad that somehow literally never manages to fail to recapture an anomaly thanks to his leadership. A lot of anomalies are terrified of him, as he tends to handle the containment breach punishments after catching them. Anomalies don’t tend to try to escape ever again after encountering Agent Boore. He armed to the teeth with near batman levels of gear. Tactics include pumping adrenaline into his veins, filling a room with toxic gas (immune bc of his gas mask (he wears it even while sleeping)) and the humble bazooka. Definitely on steroids. Agent Boore sees a containment breach as a challenge. He likes proving humanity (but mostly himself) stronger than monsters. Is insanely paranoid and tends to be the straight man who is secretly more insane than everyone else. Met Dr. A. Gon in WWII but got Captain America’d, and is actually now trying to sue marvel for using his life story. He does the job in order to protect the poor orphans of the world (evil)

Tubbo: Security Camera B. Is a security officer. Not a single thing goes unnoticed in the entire Foundation. The second an anomaly is out of line they’re reported and appropriately punished. Their personalities are represented in reverse fault by their favorite monitors. Jasmine has a picture of a dinosaur as her screen saver, Rhodes is a picture of an apple tree and technically it’s the oldest of the new computers but they run a mean legal complaint software that really saves the Foundation’s hide. Rosalind is a pic of someone meditating in a field of flowers and Sec Cam B secretly uses that computer to play games to distress. Sec Cam B also works as a recruitment officer given how much conviction about the Foundation they have. ‘It’s the moral thing to do, you have to join. Don’t you want to save humanity?’ They’re insufferably righteous in moral conviction. Lawful evil. 

Wilbur: A. Void. Initial contact researcher, as he has a sharp eye (the other lost to an anomaly years ago) and an even sharper tongue that tends to not only save his life but also weasel out information from the object that would otherwise not have been gotten. His prejudices are flipped from Fault Au. Now, he thinks it unfair that anomalies have more power than humans, and that such a dominance would only lead to subjugation if given time. After all, the powerful always abuse such might don’t they? He believes everything he does is necessary for his own survival. He thinks his punishments are fair, which they could almost be considered to be compared to actual sadists like Agent Boore or Dr. A. Gon. 

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And on to the villain SCPs!

Webb: A humanoid SCP with eight eyes, six arms, mandibles. Webb has incorrectly healed surgical scars on its throat from an encounter with Dr. A. Gon’s scalpel. An anomaly that can shoot out tendrils of spiderweb that, when making contact, suppress heightened emotions. Effect is strongest while webbing is attached to both object and target, though loses effect about ten minutes after creation, so it is sometimes used to capture other anomalies. While not strong, it is important that Webb doesn’t escape because any urge to recontain it will be suppressed. At most extreme, it can shut down a person till they’re paralyzed, which on a few occasions was enough to stop a human heart because continuing to beat was simply too much effort. 

Dr. Blake: The Scimitar Smile. It is a set of 32 humanoid teeth with a crack through the upper right incisor due to an encounter with Agent Boore. The teeth can move somehow, and tend to hunt in a pack. On their own, a person within their aura will be acutely aware of their own flaws. Often persons with disabilities such as PTSD or anxiety will be triggered by its presence. Exposure to this object leads to strong self loathing and occasional suicides.

It’s when it gets a Host that the Scimitar Smile is at its most dangerous. Once a Host is selected, the teeth will crawl up them and burrow like ticks into the flesh of their cheeks in the arrangement of an external smile. The Scimitar Smile prefers to keep Hosts for a while, but will inevitably abandon it, and during escapes will take many Hosts in rapid succession. Old Hosts tend to scream when they hear their own names, have very little agency, and are incredibly compliant to orders.

Once assimilated, both the Host and the Scimitar Smile’s mouths will begin to speak, saying different things. When recorded and replayed, it sounds like chattering nonsense. Despite being unaware of its contents, the noise is regarded as a cognitohazard as it tends to drive people insane. Only a few reports of what individuals hear in person exist, as those that survive are left in psychological annihilation and refuse to talk about what they heard and did as a result. What we can piece together is this: Past being aware of their flaws, a listener is manipulated into acting on them in the most self destructive way possible.

The Scimitar Smile brings out the worst in people.

[cleewii]

wait now i’m so curious. tell me your visionnn 👀

OKAY WAIT LISTEN—

i’m not saying that there is something kinda hot (and sick and twisted) about finding that little broken sword dummy, and maybeeee using it in ways it was def not meant to be used.

and i’m def not saying that MC potentially being a bit of a tinkerer results in the ancient mechanism coming out with one or two new appendages. and, you know, maybe a conscienceness .

and it’s not that a conscience just appeared, or that it came to your home with this purpose in mind, but with these new mechanisms and environments and sensations, it—he starts to become more aware, starts to think in things outside of sword technique and training, until one day he finds himself fantasizing about the lonely little weirdo who stole him, who fixed him up, gave him a home outside of the wailing storms and pounding hail. he knows he’s not supposed to be alive, but he realizes he doesn’t want to go back to being a training dummy anymore. especially when his little owner is so cute and pretty, and they make such strange sounds in the middle of the night, can never seem to look him in the eye come morning.

anyways yeah. i’m not saying anything. not saying a word.

[lopsushi]

In the yandere wukong au you said macaque still had his powers so why does he not just teleport mk out ffm since he has been see able to do that, and what would be sun wukong reaction

Also I know this will not happen but what would yandere wukong reaction be if mk or macaque were to die we know if he would not be merciful to who harms them but how would he feel

Yes he does but he only has limited powers and he doesn’t have his shadow teleportation. Wukong made sure to seal half his power away too. The Monkey King won’t lose his beloved moonlight the second time and made sure Mk can’t either. This is his perfect family and nothing is going to tear that away from him.

Ohhh he would wreck havoc in the underworld to bring them back. He did it once, he’ll do it again. Once he does he won’t let them out in the outside world again.