#yandere Gallagher

[draconic-desire]

Yan!Aventurine who is willing to risk it all to make you his. Don’t underestimate the scope of his reach; with his connections and money, you’ll never be out of his hands for long, no matter how far you may run. He won’t take you immediately—no, he plays the long game and makes you sweat until you have no choice but to take the gamble and face him yourself. How much does it take for you to go all in, sweetheart?

Yan!Dr. Ratio who subtly gets in your head, wearing you down bit by bit. He’s part of the Intelligentsia Guild for good reason; this man knows exactly how to calculate every scenario and predict every outcome. Coaxing you closer and closer under his wing is like an experiment—how far can he push you before you realize him for what he is, before it’s too late for you to ever escape? Only the next test will tell.

Yan!Sunday who constantly manipulates everything about your life, down to the very last detail, behind the scenes. This man is the very definition of gaslight gatekeep (girlboss). If you rebel one too many times, you best believe he’ll whisk you away to his dreamscape manor, locked in never ending puzzles until you’re begging for him and his company.

Yan!Gallagher who is anything but what he appears. It’s child’s play for him to get close to you. Need someone to talk to over a stiff drink? How about someone to carry walk you home after you’ve had one too many (or did it taste a bit sweeter than the usual drinks he mixes for you?). Little do you know he’s been accumulating tidbits of all the things you like in a partner—he can be everything you’ve ever wanted, after all. Even if you have no choice.

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My personal vote is for Sunday. After seeing his (spoiler alert) huge mansion and the miniature Penacony park in the 2.1 patch, I immediately (like many others) thought about how he’s used that dreamscape to his advantage. Gallagher is a close second…for obvious reasons if you’ve played 2.1.

[lylian333]

imagine...

warning: noncon, stalking, kidnapping

he keeps stalking you till one day you can't handle it and stop at an alley trying to confront him but you end up getting rp by him to the point you straight up pass out from how violent he is. when you wake up you find yourself lying on a bed chained up, him lying next to you whispering how beautiful you are when you were struggling and how he can't wait to be a father and a husband you couldn't help but cry uncontrollably after hearing this as he cuddles against you...

~blade,jingyuan ,danheng ,aventurine ,boothill ,gallagher ,calcharo ,jiyan ,scar ,fyodor,nikolai ,chuuya ,dazai~

[brynn-lear]

Yandere rancher!Gallagher vs Yandere cowboy!Boothill over a mail order bride!reader fic when? When I'm done with the event probably-

Tentative fic title: Holding A Wedding On Top Of His Funeral

“Let my spouse go.”

“Or what, eh? Send a herd on my way? Chuck that flimsy shot in my direction? Don't act tuff when I can put a bullet on your skull.”

“You know nothin' about Penacony. Let (Y/n) go. Now.”

“Ha. Well I'll be. Time to get serious.”

[2broschlininahotub]

I had a thought about yandere Gallagher

Spoilers for the story of 2.1

We discovered that Gallagher is secretly evil and has been a serial killer.

Imagine the reason why he committed these murders was because each of them did something that did not like so he stabbed them in that part.

Robin and firefly were stabbed in the chest because they confessed their feelings to the reader and spilled their metaphorical guts so he spilled their literal guts.

Another suitor of yours was a stalker so he stabbed their eyes and so on.

[esthercore]

Tw: Double sucide

Yan! Gallagher committing double suicide in the dreamscape because he knew, being a memory zone meme he will 'poof' when he had fulfilled his purpose, so in his finals moment he takes you with him to the after life, just so he can make the love you to share eternally engraved in the memoria.

(I'm trying to explore Gallagher's potential, please give me some opinions.)

[aeaesabella-hyv]

(⁠ʘ⁠ᴗ⁠ʘ⁠✿⁠) C. 1

Act 1: 𝘐𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦!

The day finally clicked to a stop at the shop.

Thankfully, Y/N managed to get the refund the guy asked and went on her merry way to sleeping once again.

Grabbing her bag, she checked the staff room for any last bits she might have left.

Keys? in her hands. Phone? Holding it. Wallet? in her bag. Work clothes? hanged up on a hanger. Extra clothes? in a plastic bag in her bag.

Once she checked for any missing which she found was none, she closed the brakers and closed all the lights. Deeming the café to be closed.

Walking down the streets with a hum to accompany her, she felt surreal in this quiet place. Usually there would be a lot more noises of people talking and noises of cars but she didn't see any which made her a bit more peaceful.

With her head in the clouds, a accidental bump into someone and a dropping of items made her clouds disappear. She looked at them and immediately apologized. "Im so sorry!" she said, helping them pick their items up.

Although it wasnt your normal items. It was chips, no no, not the food. Gambling chips. Nevertheless she still helped the person pick them up one by one. "Im so so sorry! I didn't watch where I was going and–"

"Oh don't worry your pretty head about it. It's fine, it's fine~ Its no worries." the young man said.

A young man with sandy-blond, medium-length hair and magenta and cyan eyes with black slitted pupils.

"Still, I should be sorry for not paying attention. Have a nice night!" Y/N said, taking a short bow to him as anothee apology and sped walked straight. Being completely embarrassed by that situation.

The blonde looked back at her and found himself amused. Seeing how she reacted made him feel better than before.

He noticed a bear keychain hanging on her bag, it looked a lot like the mascot for the coffee shop nearby. Guessing she worked there, he already knew what type of person she was by such a short time.

Y/N's apartment.

After that encounter, she didn't have any thoughts for the rest of the walk. She only payed attention to the granite and the people around her. Trying to avoid another situation like earlier.

The loud clicks of her shoes made a significant echo in the stairwell as she climbed up. Making sure not to wake her neighbors up as she walked.

Reaching her floor, she grabbed her keys and opened the door which lead to her room. A smell of the small room hit her and immediately made her mind feel sleepy and tired.

Shaking her head, she removed her shoe and closed the door. Throwing the bag in a corner and got changed almost quickly. She checked the time and saw it was still ten o' seven so she still had about a few minutes before the lack of sleep hits her hard.

She thought about the day she had. To the opening of the store, hearing a complain from a the guy until the bumping into that man events. She usually didn't have this much things happening in her works days but she thought it might be a small warning of the most busiest days she will come.

At ten thirty, she was already knocked out on the bed. The blanket no longer covering her despite having it wrapped around her before the sleep striked.

—End of Chapter 1

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[luminecent-sky]

Since you asked for it

I am curious what do you think about yandere Gallagher secretly being an eldritch monster or Cognito hazard.

oh my god... i had to take a day to think about it, like it could go so many ways??

Eldritch monster is an easy alley, esp with his connection to the 'death' in Penacony, and how he's made up of aspects of other family members. And a cognito hazard is also a viable option considering how he could've blended himself in after he took aspects of people and how Penaconys memory and thought altering aspects used by the memokeepers and by sunday himself, who says it's not possible.

this may have escaped my hands...

Your mind is hazy as you sit in the Dreamjolt Holstery, the alcohol makes your thoughts stir. It's surprisingly silent today, none of the dreamjolt troupe are here to cause a ruckus. But as always a familiar face is here to listen to your musings.

"Well, looks like you had too much to drink eh, doll?" Gallagher chuckles wiping a glass as your eyes focus onto him.

"..Maybe i have." a noncommittal hum escapes your throat, The alcohol is messing with you, his face is a blur, but most of the features you can make out, that brown hair, the stubble, the scars, but it feels wrong. Were the lights always this bright? Practically searing your eyes as you try and manage your tipsy mind, lest something foolish slips out of it.

"I should probably go now... or do you think Siobhan would let me crash here?" Laughter bubbles from him as he sets down the glass,

"Eh, maybe, but the real question is if you're gonna pay your tab tonight or tomorrow?"

"I think i'll pay tomorrow, you and i both know i'll be back here anyways." You stand, rubbing away the headache as you get to your feet, The world spins for a split second before you gets your wits about, walking out of the holstery and making your way to the connecting portal in the Reveries' lobby.

It's cold, chills creep onto your skin, the empty halls doing nothing to soothe the feeling. You feel the goosebumps on your skin, unnerving your tipsy mind as you avoid the more monster-infested areas of the hotel, hoping that the maintenance staff can finish faster just so the halls can be less empty than it is now.

To think that you'd miss the loud patrons, the smooth jazz and the clacking of shoes that would usually fill the hotel...

You're snapped to sobriety as you feel eyes dig themselves onto your skin, if the cold hadn't sobered you up earlier, this certainly did. Steeling your nerves. the walk continues, peering into halls, listening for the noise of the monsters that now litter the empty Reverie hotel, the gaze never leaves you, like a predator stalking it's prey.

You know that you haven't encountered any monsters, even with the alcohol in your system spotting them would be easy, bright colors and mechanical sounds, all tell-tale signs of their presence. A flash of purple and yellow moves in your peripheral, making you jump into a panic, ducking into the door leading to the main lobby.

There's a slight shakiness to your movements now, heart thumping in your ears as you reach the connecting pathway towards Golden hour. You take a few deep breaths, steadying your nerves before you enter the portal.

Those eyes remain gazing at your back, the faint pink light disappearing before your eyes can even register it.

[lavandulawrites]

I have recently started playing Honkai Star Rail again. So I have decided to start writing for hsr:)

My requests are open (I’m in desperate need of some yandere hsr ideas)

Rules

[peoplesgraves]

Could you do a yandere fiona gallagher x female reader x yandere best friend mickey Malkovich?

Conversations In The Gallagher Kitchen

Yandere Fiona X Reader X Platonic Yandere Mickey

“Why are you always here?” Fiona weaves around the small Gallagher kitchen, picking up plated and bowls from breakfast and still finding time to to stare pointedly at Mickey. “Ian’s not even here. At least when he’s here it makes sense”

Mickey gives a flash of his middle finger, which Fiona returns. “I’m here for Y/n. She wasn’t at her house and I know she’s your lay of the week.”

The eldest Gallagher contemplates murder at the implication but the momentary look of disgust on mickeys face calms her just enough to reply. “She went out to get a toothbrush. Liam flushed hers.”

“You’re just letting her walk around alone in this neighborhood? Some girlfriend you are.” Mickey leans back against the counter his disgust fading to sadistic glee. Just the thought of proving how crappy Fiona was for you made him happy.

Fiona stops picking up to glare softly at your supposed best friend. “Wow you sure give her a lot of credit. How’d you think she’d like to hear you say that?”

The Milkovich flinches the tiniest bit at the thought but recovers quickly. “She’d know I was just looking out for her.”

“I think she’d kick your ass” Fiona continues to glare but her eyes fill with pride at the thought, it was impossible to stay upset when she thought of you.

“Whatever. I’ll wait.” Mickey pulls out a chair from the kitchen table and starts to tap his fingers impatiently.

“Fine. I guess we’ll see who she chooses when she gets back. Her girlfriend” she smirks softly at how ridiculous this was. “or you.” Fiona takes the seat opposite of him and the pair glare at each other, both poised to monopolize you as soon as you come in.

[teyvat-writer]

Yandere Gallagher thoughts

cw // stalking, drugging, implied noncon

Considering Gallagher is a memetic entity, something created by a history fictionologist, I think that concept could easily creep into the like... eldritch sorta territory

Like... hanging out at the bar and chatting with him and off-hand mentioning I feel like I'm being followed, lately, eyes searing holes into my very being at every waking moment and I'm sure he'd have something witty to say, acting like it's nothing when he's the culprit, people I interact with by chance or on purpose disappearing (the ones who get a bit too friendly with me at the bar are found in pieces) and when I may seem suspicious of him, he'll laugh it off, tell me I'm overthinking and I know I'd believe him

Hell, waking up from the dreampool and as my vision is still a bit blurry and my brain still groggy, seeing a flash of what looks like red eyes- the same red as his eyes- that disappears almost the exact moment I see it

He's been in the dreamworld for like his entire life... trying to run from him would be nigh impossible- he knows the dreamscape inside and out so where could I, an outsider who's never been to the dreamscape prior, do, really?

Him being a bartender,,,,, it'd be so, so easy to slip an extra little something in my drink, something that leaves my memory feeling foggy come morning, wondering why my whole body is sore, why my skin is littered with bruises- and are those... teeth marks?-, why my cunt aches

[draconic-desire]

HSR 2.1 spoilers (more like speculation?) below

Yan!Gallagher…who’s actually a shapeshifter, namely a dog. This theory is based on the below scene from the WHITE NIGHT music video showing Misha being knocked over by what looks like a dog (peep its nose).

Also there are like…too many times he talks about being old, allusions to being a hound, the statues places around Penacony. We even know now that he’s (according to Sunday) an amalgamation of all the Family members, so doesn’t that basically mean he can shift his appearance? Why not into an animal too?

Yan!Gallagher uses (abuses) this ability to its fullest with you. Being approached (stalked) by a huge, rough and tough bartender is one thing, but when a stray hound starts following you around? You’re endeared to your new friend immediately. Weird that it goes to bite and attack any person who tries to get close to you, you guess it’s just developed an affinity for you in particular? Of course you’ll bring him into your home and give him endless chin scratches. His favorite place seems to be your bed, which you just find adorable—you cuddle up to his soft fur as you drift into your dreamscape.

But lately there’s been a mysterious man in your dreams. You don’t recognize him, but he’s all you can see in your visions. Tall, undeniably handsome, rough around the edges with his unkempt hair and scars across his arms. Every time, he looks at you ravenously, like he’s been expecting you—and every time, you end up underneath him as he snarls and buries himself inside of you.

When you wake in a cold sweat, it’s to your pup curled between your legs, head resting on your lower abdomen. He tilts his head, peering up at you with eyes that you swear flash red—not unlike those of the man in your nightmares. You shake your head; what a ridiculous thought. It’s just a dream. You place your hand on the dog’s head, eliciting the thump thump thump of his tail against the mattress.

“You’re a good boy, you know that?”

Behind his furry facade, Gallagher chuckles. How long will it take for you to realize that those dreams are actually your reality?

[brynn-lear]

yandere half-dog!Gallagher and forgetful farmer!reader au medium effort doodles before I start my day lol.

Edit: more dog gallagher content here

Short additional brainrots:

(Y/n)'s family has a long history of adopting hounds, even including them in their family tree.

Initially, they have no plans on getting a dog. They can manage the farm just fine and was not interested in investing on livestock (chickens, sheep, cows, etc.) They're not confident enough in their abilities to raise an animal.

??? once belonged to another Family, which unfortunately treated him poorly. He was not given a name. There was a period in the summer wherein his owners forgot to give him water, and when he did hear the sound of liquid trickling down— he cringed at the taste. He still doesn't know if they were trying to kill him, but from them on, he loathed the taste of SoulGlad.

Needless to say... (Y/n)'s old man was surprised when they brought home a "mutt".

“He looks like he's dying. Pops, can't you help me out?”

“I thought you hate animals...”

“I just stink at taking care of 'em.” (Y/n) sighed. “Please? Poor thing looks like it's on its last leg.”

To this day, Gallagher isn't sure what exactly compelled them to help him. Even when asked, (Y/n) would say they forgot their own reasons behind taking him in. Perhaps he was just that pitiful— or maybe their (L/n) traits finally got to them. He's eternally grateful either way.

And so...

Gallagher gazed at the (L/n) Family tree, caressing his and (Y/n)'s image.

“Hey Master, ya don't have any plans on getting another hound, do ya?”

“Please, you're already a handful, Woos— Gallagher. I don't need another one.”

He grinned, eyes not straying away from the painted walls.

“Good.” He closed his eyes.

“Wouldn't want to share you with anyone else, y'know.”

(Y/n) laughed. “For an old dog, you seem like a clingy young pup.”

Gallagher nodded, savoring their voice. Refreshing, just like cold water on a warm day. You claimed that he's acting like a puppy, but when he was young? He was a biter. Not exactly the loving kind. It was best that you met him when he was already all grown up.

“Well... Perhaps that's just a sign I never got a chance to being one... But when I'm with you, I'm...”

He shook his head.

“Nevermind. What's the agenda for today, Master?”

[genshin-side-piece]

I know this is mainly a Genshin blog, but.... the latest HSR update did things to me.

I'm not the only one thinking that Sunday 1000% has a cage for his darling, right? Like with the way they set that up in the story, I can totally see Sunday keeping his sweet darling all to himself via a gilded cage buried somewhere in private recesses of the family mansion. No one bothers with it or you until Gallagher decides to give Sunday a taste of his own medicine. How better to humble the Oak Family head than to lock Sunday behind the very bars that have held you in and force him to watch you be f*cked within an inch of your life by Gallagher.

[2broschlininahotub]

We have discovered a voiceline about Gallagher that talks about how he sometimes wishes he could be a supervillain.

Imagine him as an evil supervillain with his darling as a hero in a superhero au.

In a wholesome au, his lover is an actor and wants to be a hero so he decided to play the role of the villain as every hero needs a villain.

Imagine him as a criminal committing heinous deeds and reader is always the one catching him. He plays along with reader wanting to be a hero and is somewhat easy for the reader but he gets jealous of other villains taking away his time with you so he makes sure to kill them just so you can always send time with him.

Brainrot, Imagine him in a wolf mask chasing down his darling

I want to tag these two for their thoughts on this idea

@pix3lplays and @abyssmal-skies

[alizera62quartz]

SDJ- Don't look behind Taylor...

👽👻🤡

[gojoidyll]

unknown ! yandere x reader

someone from the penacony cast is a yandere for you. the problem is...you don't even know who they are or that they are the one who is trying to keep you in penacony in the first place.

Imagine that during your long awaited vacation to Penacony is going well but your vacation takes a quick turn for the worse when your small space cruiser gets high jacked by some low grade thugs who take it for a joyride and end up crashing it.

Low-n-behold, you are now stranded on Penacony with no money (you left all your credits on your cruiser for safe keeping and those thugs stole it before making their getaway after crashing) and no way of getting home.

And what's worse, your insurance refuses to pay you for your crashed ship. In other words, you're stuck. Which was how you found yourself working three jobs in Penacony and barely getting any sleep as you rushed to have the funds to afford your new found rent problems and the funds to fix your cruiser. You would buy a new one, but many repairmen have told you that it would be cheaper to fix the damn thing instead of buying a VERY overpriced new one.

And they were right. You checked the markets and those new cruisers were way too expensive for you. Even the used ones were something you couldn't afford.

So, with all hope seem to be lost, your shifts are work getting tougher, and your eyebags getting darker - you truly thought you would never be able to go back home and put this nightmare vacation behind you. That is until you meet the members of the Astral Express.

They were very good people. People who you became quick friends with. The MC was kind to you (but seemed to have a weird obsession with trashcans), March was always hyper but fun to be around, and Dan Heng (though the quiet one of the group) was nice and even offered to help you in some of your jobs.

And then came along Himeko and Welt who graciously offered you a spot on the team as a Trailblazer. You could take a ride with them and go home, or join them on their journey wherever it may lead.

Suffice to say, you enjoyed your time in befriending the Astral Express crew that you couldn't help but to join them. Your worries for money and fixing your old cruiser were long gone as a new chapter in your life started.

However, when a certain someone heard of your new found escape, they couldn't help but to seethe with a quiet rage.

They hired those thugs to wreck your vehicle so that you be stranded in Penacony. They discretely made it to where prices were to high for you to fix your cruiser or buy a new one. They made sure that you would stay forever.

And yet some no-name outsiders were getting in the way.

"No matter," they said, the shadows covering them, "this place used to be a prison after all. I'll keep you here one way or another."