idanceuntilidie · 10 months ago
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This is Tresna, your cupid.
He is supposed to make someone fall in love with you, but who said it can’t be him?
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heartfullofleeches · 4 months ago
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Harpy Reader who confuses Amyas [Yan Cupid] as one of their own- With his fluffy hair and wings he must be. A hybrid with a human or some other creature, perhaps? It doesn't matter either way- It's been so long since Reader has seen another of their kind they'll take whatever they can get. Amyas is such a fragile thing, though. He's bound to get himself lost or daresay injured if Reader let's him out of their sight.
Amyas is more than happy with that arrangement. Cupid boy is living his best life swaddled in the safety of Reader's wings. Big, cuddly bird person picks him of all beings to smother with affection? - it's a dream come true. Amyas will do his best to keep Reader safe as well. He may not be anywhere near their size, but his arrows aren't just for helping humans find their truth love. Reader scarcely interacts with humans, but that doesn't stop them from trespassing on the harpy's land.
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Harpy Reader: Do not worry, little one. You're safe here with me
Amyas: H-huh?! J-Just a minute!
[Frantically shoves a bloody arrow into his bag]
Amyas, hiding his face in Reader's chest feathers: Oh, bless you! I was so afraid! All those scary humans roaming about- At least I have you to keep me safe~
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tsuutarr · 20 days ago
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Falling in love with you was an accident. Something that shouldn’t have happened.
The day was just like any other, really. As usual, Lovell had been conducting his cupid duties with scary accuracy, hitting his targets one by one. At the rate he was going, he would have been able to clock out early, too. But then you just had to walk in front of his target, right after he had shot his love arrow.
Instinctively, he dove in front of his own arrow, blocking you from getting hit. 
Unfortunately, that meant he got hit by his own arrow. And you were the first person he saw.
So now here he is. Lovestruck with you. Literally. Accidentally.
He shouldn’t be in love with you.
But oh – oh. You’re so cute. You make his heart flutter, his stomach tying in knots. His world is dipped in pretty cotton candy pinks and blues when he sees you. 
It’s really not his fault that he begins to follow you around instead of focusing on his tasks. It’s really not his fault that your potential suitors get hit by love arrows and end up falling for someone else. It’s not his fault that you’re just so darn cute.
So, yeah, maybe he should get some help for his little… issue, but you’re just so, so, so wonderful!
He doesn’t wanna let go of the way he feels for you. He doesn’t wanna let go of being able to watch you. He doesn’t wanna let go of you. 
So, is it so wrong that he’s making a plan to make you his? To make sure you can see and perceive and love him? Is it so wrong that he wants to make you lovestruck for him like he is for you?
As he readies his arrow, he can hardly agree that this is immoral.
Oh, no. After all, you should take some responsibility for making him like you so much.
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queenie-the-court-jester · 7 months ago
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Love isn't dead
Yandere cupid x reader
Tw: yandere, minor mention of body horror, obsessive and possessive behavior, isolation
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💌you couldn't remember when he first appeared or when you could feel another presence near you. All you knew was that you had a cupid trying to set you up.
💘always nonchalant when you'd open a closet door and he'd be hiding inside. Pausing to stare before continuing to put the towels away. He swore you could see right through him and at him at the same time. But that shouldn't be possible. Because humans can't see cupids. They're not supposed to
💌but that obviously wasn't the case with you. Sweetheart quickly became more bold. Watching you quietly and forgetting his task of finding your soulmate. It got to a point where you blatantly confronted him after you finished bathing, noticing a pair of pink heart eyes staring at you from the top of the shower curtain half way
"are you going to keep staring at me like a creep or are you going to actually introduce yourself?"
"gah-!! Ah.. uh right! Ofcourse! I-im sweetheart! Pleasure to meet you!"
💘after Introducing yourself, you set some ground rules. 1. Don't watch you while you shower, use the bathroom, or sleep 2. Don't Invade your space 3. He can't stalk you while you're out and about
💌at first he followed these rules, nodding obediently and following them diligently. But then he noticed something.. when did you become so beautiful? He swore you were more beautiful than his mother.. so kind and patient, he almost didn't want to finish his job, just stay here with you forever. Offering him food, caring for him, giving him hugs and cheek kisses. He wanted more.
💘he broke your rules, but he never let you find out. He'd never want to upset you! Having gotten better in hiding, he silently watches from the shadows. taking things he's sure you won't notice. All he talks and asks about now is what you like, what you're thinking of or if you got your eye on anyone. Claiming it's because he's curious about humans
💌 growing possessive, he uses one of his hate arrows whenever a suitor tries to approach you. How dare they try and take what was his! Can't they see you're too perfect for them!? He saw everything else as inferior to you, nobody was worthy to see your smile. A god/dess among rubbish.
💘he started using his arrows to distance your loved ones, until he was all that you had left. Comforting you, holding you close, wiping away your tears. He felt a foreign burning feeling in-between his legs whenever he saw you cry. Wanting nothing more than to lick them up but he knew you would consider it weird
💌he didn't dare use a love arrow on you, he wanted to see you. The real you at all times. Ignoring the angry calls his mother and siblings would send him, urging him to finish his job and come back home. So he did something he never would have thought of doing. Something irreversible. He cut off his wings, turning him mortal
💘he smiled up at you with a lovesick grin, while you could only stare at him in horror. You had just gotten back from a miserable day at work and stumbled into the bathroom to find it bloody and covered in familiar pink feathers. Slowly walking backwards, glancing at the small bones of where his wings use to be, sticking out. Bloody and mangled.
"this is all for you.. don't you see? I'M your soulmate! We were made for eachother my darling! So let's be together forever.."
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obsessivevoidkitten · 2 years ago
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Toxic Love
Yandere Male Cherub x Gender Neutral Reader (CW: Stalking, magical mind manipulation, religious themes, dub-con, general yandere behavior, smut) Word Count: 1.3k (A long time ago I had written a similar piece to this, but I deleted it because there was a request on another blog, that i had not seen until after I wrote my piece, that looked like it had heavily influenced my fic. Now I have reworked and added smut in celebration of Valentine’s Day. I hope you all enjoy. I apologize for any mistakes I forgot that it was going to be Valentine’s Day until just a few hours ago.) 
Celael was a cherub. There were many cherubs, more commonly known as cupids. None of them looked like little flying babies though. Most actually had long hair, one set of wings, and skin in varying tones of pink and sometimes lavender or even red. Celael’s wings were a pastel pink, matching his skin tone, but his shoulder length hair was light lavender and his eyes were a passionate crimson red. Most cupids were happy with their existence, taking both pride and joy in their work, spreading love among the humans. But Celael was not happy at all. Through the countless years of diligently carrying out assignments, matching humans together, and keeping the love flowing for mortals he became more and more empty until he was pretty much running on autopilot. Just going through the motions. A void was festering within him that he failed to understand. Co-workers and friends did nothing to fill it, his job seemed a cruel mockery. He influenced the hearts and minds of humans until they were filled to the brim with love, but he could do nothing for his own ever withering soul. But he kept doing his sacred duty. But then one day he got an assignment to set up a cook in a little restaurant with a co-worker and when he went to go pierce each one of their hearts with a set of bonded arrows to push their hearts towards love he suddenly realized what he was missing. That cook he was supposed to match together with a waiter was you. And you were just exactly what he was missing. Every time he gazed upon you his heart beat faster and his palms grew sweaty, was this what love was? And just like many humans that didn’t need a supernatural push he was experiencing this all entirely without arrows. He decided to observe you to be sure, he knew how love worked and he wanted to be sure of his emotions. Celael was entirely invisible to you as he stalked you, watching you at all hours of the day. He loved the way you nervously stammered when talking to your boss. He loved the way you carried yourself, all shy but determined to do your best. And most of all he loved how you treated others, without an ounce of malice in your heart, though it made him worry that someone could take advantage of you, and that thought is what sealed the deal. You needed someone to keep you safe, someone stronger than another mere mortal. Someone like… an angel. After all, your co-worker could not do a fraction of what he could do for you. He could let you know safety in the paradise of heaven. And why shouldn’t he, your designated match was a mortal the same age that you were, but he was as old as time! He had paid his dues, served humanity for countless ages, didn’t he deserve you a whole hell of a lot more? He thought so. So he formulated a plan and set it into action, he had to get you to have just a small amount of feelings for him. That’s how the arrows worked, there had to be something there naturally for them to work off of. And this would also give him a chance to know you better than he had ever known any human, or anyone at all for that matter. Celael donned a human disguise. His wings were gone, his eyes became brown, his skin slightly tan, and his hair black. He, under the name Cel, applied for the position of waiter that had opened up after your inconsiderate co-worker just disappeared, seemingly walking off the job in the middle of break and never returning without ever mentioning it to anyone. Over the course of weeks and then months Celael became your absolute best friend, you confided everything in him and trusted him completely. You were practically attached at the hip and could always be seen together. Just when you thought you might be starting to have the slightest whisper of feelings for him you felt a pain in your heart and collapsed. With only a brief flutter of wings Celael whisked you off to his little corner of heaven, it was a cozy cottage on a large floating island that was surrounded by a pink sky. The amorous cupid placed you on his comfortable bed and waited for you to wake. When you did finally rise from your magically induced slumber he could tell by the way that you looked at him that everything he had done had worked flawlessly. He had shot you with some extremely strong and illegally crafted love and lust arrows to make you only have eyes for him. You saw Cel upon opening your eyes and your heart immediately fluttered while your crotch felt a bit warm, but there was something wrong. He had wings and odd hair and skin, and this wasn’t your bed. You looked up at Cel and started to question him but he closed the distance between the two of you and leaned in for a kiss, pushing everything else to the back of your mind as all of your conscious thoughts were consumed with your focus on him. He disrobed you and rubbed your thighs gently before kissing a trail up them to your crotch and using his mouth on your sex. You stroked his pretty hair and silently moaned and gasped, unable to form words because your need for him was so deep. Celael, who you still only knew as Cel gently guided you into missionary position and aligned his large cock with your hole before sliding in fully in one smooth motion. Now it was Celael’s turn to gasp, in his many years of life this was his first time giving in to carnal desires, never had he known a greater pleasure than when he slipped into you. He took his time, this was a delicate and wonderful act that was surely meant to be savored, he slowly thrust in and out of you as he tenderly licked and kissed from your neck to your lips, He planted a deep kiss to your lips and moaned into the kiss. He was sloppy, but passionate, you could practically fill the emotions radiating off of him and you matched them perfectly. You had never felt like this before, so dizzy, so lost in the moment, but you were with Cel and that was all that mattered. He bit and sucked gently at your nipples before putting you into a mating press and going quite a bit faster, but not ruthlessly. The cherub continued at a good pace until right before you both came, when he slammed his lips into yours so you could share a kiss as twin orgasms racked both of your bodies. He draped his wings over you while holding you tight, happy tears in his eyes as he beheld you. That festering void that had been within him so long had at long last been filled. A bit of the fog that had been building in your head during the intimate act started to disperse and you had so many questions but seemingly as if reading your mind Celael shushed you as you began to open your mouth. “Not now my beloved, we can talk in the morning, right now let’s just rest okay?” You murmured your agreement and the angel repositioned you both so that you were both on your sides with him behind you. He spooned you with an arm and a wing draped over you as his large cock slid back inside of you, it did not take long for him to drift into a blissful sleep and even though you felt something was really off you gave into love for him and fell asleep beside him.
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oceanofsinners · 1 year ago
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“They love me, they love me not.”
Yan!Pervy cupid x gn innocent succubi/incubi reader ♥︎
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[mdni, or do, i don't care enough to block y'all tbh. NSFW, first time in a while writing it so apologies ack. tw/cw: mentions of violence, blood, religious stuff kinda. lmk if i have to add smth else too! also?? sorry for disappearing i got stuck in the hospital, ouchies!! also holy fuck this is 2.k words ive never wrote that much...]
Nova wasn't...normal. Well, to be fair, it wasn't their fault he was created this way. It was Father’s fault.
 
Being born a Cupid, but being unable to feel most emotions, or even love. How ridiculous. Pathetic, even. Compared to their brothers and sisters, he was useless.
 
They grew up alone and isolated, no one wanted a Cherub whose expression was always bored. No one wanted a Cherub who never wanted to play with the others or found joy in small things. 
 
He grew up in one of the few orphanages in Paradise, some human souls for foster parents who weren't able to have kids themselves, happy to have any.
 
Angels were meant to be cheerful and optimistic, they were neither. Many thought he'd grow up to be a Guardian Angel or an Archangel. 
 
Never a Cupid. Especially a Love Cupid. Maybe a Heartbreak Cupid, even Erotic Love Cupid, but Love? They didn't even truly understand what the word meant. Or so everyone thought. 
 
Angels were meant to be non-judgemental. Meant to be “kind” and believe in everyone. Angel’s are not. Angels are just as judgemental, perhaps even more than humans. 
 
The other Cupids always watched him in disdain when they were training, he always dragged their class down, being worse at it than most of the others.
 
But then, in high school, something changed. See, Angels and Demons typically don't like each other. 
 
Angels hate Demons for falling, and Demons hate the lies Angels say. But in the end, they are one and the same. 
 
Only one’s halo is broken, the other’s is perfectly fine. No, not halo, horns. If there was one thing special about Nova, it was their “halo“, or horns. 
 
They were a beautiful baby pink color that matched the pearly white hair that reached his shoulders, with pretty gold and bright pink streaks, that made their purple eyes pop. 
 
Even though Nova couldn't feel anything, he was beautiful. Freckles were made in the forms of constellations scattered over brown skin, and white eyelashes that looked like snowflakes. 
 
They were beautiful. Ethereal. An Angel, through and through. He never imagined they'd fall willingly, even hating the thought. 
 
But, maybe for one person, he would. That person is YOU. 
 
The Demons and Angels made an agreement, there was an academy built, for both Angels and Demons of all ranks and backgrounds, a sort of truce.
 
Nova was one of the angels chosen, amongst many others. They didn't care about it, just wanting it to be done already. To get the embarrassment over. 
 
Days turned into weeks of staying in the shadows, going to boring classes, eating lunch in empty classrooms, studying all night, and repeat. 
 
It was boring, but it's not like Nova had anything he could do about it. Another day of stupid school, of stupid wars between haughty Angels and Demons who liked fighting. 
 
Except this time, Nova got caught in the crossfire. Cuts covered their skin, golden blood leaking down and ruining his beautiful clothes.
 
One of the Demons had them pushed up against a wall, claws to his throat, and they stood there blank gaze. Nova raised a brow as the Demon got pushed, and went to walk away. 
 
Then YOU came. You seemed confused at the fight, trying to make peace despite it being fruitless. You paused at the sight of him, before gasping and quickly running over. 
 
“Ah, you're bleeding! Gosh, I told these dummies to stop fighting, they just don't listen!” You frowned, trying to appear upset but you just looked like a kicked puppy with a pout. 
 
You pulled them off to the side, reaching inside a black messenger back absolutely covered in cutesy stickers and pins from different bands. 
 
Nova took the time to look at you, really look at you. It was strange. Why was his heart beating so fast? Wings fluffing up? You were beautiful. One of the prettiest Demons they’d ever seen. 
 
That's what clued him into what you were, an Incubus or Succubus. Really, there was no difference between the two except for their behavior. Incubus tended to be more assertive, and Succubus more passive. 
 
Before Nova could think about anything else, you pulled a first aid kit out, opened it up, and pulled a pack of bandaids out. 
 
You started disinfecting their wounds, before putting those cute, colored bandaids on each wound.
 
Nova looks silly like this, mostly black, Gothic ensemble, even with his pastel eyes and horns, they still looked less like an Angel and more like a Demon. 
 
And there you were, broken halo turned into a pair of horns, dressed in cutesy clothes, putting brightly colored bandaids on the mean-looking Cupid. 
 
With every fleeting touch, Nova felt embers light under his skin, his cheeks warming even further. ‘...What...What is this feeling? I don't...’
 
Before Nova even realized it, they were leaning even further into your cold, almost dead touch. You paused, before giggling and roping your arms around his shoulders. 
 
“Wow! You're super friendly, I like you, your hair too, it's super duper long! What's your name?” You asked, playing with his long hair, curling it around your fingers.
 
“Casanova. But people call me Nova, usually. What's yours?” Nova looked up at you, a lovesick hazy look in his purple eyes, heart pupils. How amusing. A Cupid falling for an Incubi/Succubi. What are the odds? 
 
“Oh! Right! It's—” Before you can finish, a teacher begins herding everyone to their classes. Nova’s pissed —‘How...Why do I feel so angry?’— but goes along with it, delighted to see you wave with a sheepish grin, fangs showing. 
 
Nova doesn't know your name. But he doesn't need to. You're his angel in their mind, the one and only made for him. 
 
Very quickly you become a prominent part of his life, their parents even allowing you to stay at their house while the program goes on, happy to see their child so happy for once. 
 
With so many emotions suddenly hitting him all at once, it's no shock they fall harder than he should, becoming obsessed fast and hard. 
Nova begins realizing things they'd never realized before. The curves of your body. Those soft eyes he wants to see sobbing from pleasure. Those lips open, gasping their name—
 
But it ends far too soon. The program is forced to close, and you're gone just as fast as you came. Nova hates how empty he feels when you're gone, wondering how he ever lived without you.
 
He feels cold inside, a part of him disappearing with you. Something they can NEVER get back. He tries to be normal, smiling when he should, crying when he should, just be normal. 
 
It's easy for a while. To pretend. No, BE normal. Far too soon, or maybe far too late, he graduates high school. Then college. 
 
Years fly by, “friends” come and go, lovers he didn't give a shit about disappear after they get bored, and more and more blood then just his is on their hands. 
 
But you weren't always gone. You'd sneak out of hell and sneak onto paradise sometimes, and hang out with them. But it wasn't enough. He wanted all of your time and attention on him. Just once, they want someone to be there as a constant. 
 
Eventually he lands a job at Soulmates Corp. A Cupid work place, and he starts working. It's actually pretty simple and interesting. Sure, they don't use bow and arrows — usually. But being able to look through humans lives, to choose who they fall for. It's interesting. 
 
And then, one night, you innocently invite him to a club in hell. They instantly agree, after all, it's YOU. His angel, their savior, his LIFE LINE. Their EVERYTHING. 
 
Funnily enough, over the years the two swapped clothing styles. Nova wore more cutesy, sweet, pastel color clothes, and you wore darker, more “sexy” clothes. 
 
Nova arrived at the club, absentmindedly toying with the pockets of his pastel blue cardigan. Tonight would be the last night of your freedom - independance, after all! 
 
Nova walks in, you on his side, some of your friends accompanying the two of you. He could care less about these bastards, and soon makes sure to seperate you from your “friends”.
 
He watches you with loving eyes the entire night, making sure you get drunk so bad you can't stand. It's easy, you're too trusting. Too innocent for this world. 
 
He'll save you, just like you saved them! Eventually they take you to their place. At first it's tame. Friendly. 
 
“N—Novaaahhhh...C’mere, I hic! wanna see yer pretty faceeee...” Your voice is whiny, the alcohol really hitting you hard. Nova coos, walking over. 
 
They yelp, quite loudly, as you drag them onto the bed, curling into his side. It's innocent. His thoughts should be too. 
 
But all they can think about is your chest pressed against their arms, how easy it would be to just slip your shirt to the side, and touch. Feel.
 
He shakes his head, even if you're both drunk, he can't take advantage of you like that. They refuse to taint you, and that pretty little head of yours. 
 
Stuck in their own thoughts, Nova doesn't even realize you straddle him until it's too late. Your eyes are hazy with lust and alcohol, and he can't help but gulp nervously. 
 
“Angel, really, you...you need to sleep.” Nova tries to reason with you, but reasoning with a horny, drunk Demon, much less an Incubi or Succubi is like arguing with a wall. 
 
You whine, lips lazily smashing against his. Nova can't help but melt into it, and they hate how hard they are from just a touch, a single kiss. 
 
This is wrong. Both of you know this. Yet neither of you can stop it. One kiss turns into two, into three. 
 
“An-Angel!” Nova gasps out as you nip at his collarbone, their neck already covered in love bites and pretty blue and purple bruises. 
 
“Mmph..Wan’ more...Need more, Nova...” You growled out, one hand playing with his chest the other curled in their hair. 
 
More marks. More bites. So many. He looked so pretty like this, a crying mess under their ‘innocent’ friend. 
 
Still, he held enough restraint to stop you, not wanting to ruin your first times together. But, due to your insistence, they do give you some pleasure~
 
Nova sits on his knees, you splayed out on their silk sheets, your slick dripping onto the bed as you whined. Hips jerking up to meet his tongue, hands curled around their halo. 
 
Nova’s tongue swirls against your sex, whining from the taste of your juices against his tongue. It was better then he imagined all those nights, hand playing with their cock, desperate for some relief. 
 
With every swipe and sucking of his mouth, you get closer and closer to that sweet relief you desperately need. With one last gasp, your eyes roll back and hips buck against Nova’s mouth. 
 
Nova laps up every bit of your sweet essence, fucking you through your orgasm. He's gentle after you finish, murmuring praises into your ears as they carry you to their bathroom. 
 
During the bath you end up falling asleep, Nova carries you to bed and the two fall asleep, intangled in each other. 
 
It's morning. Your eyes flutter open, yawning softly as you groaned. Fuck, that's a horrible headache. You glance around, pausing as you feel a weight beside you. What the...
 
Your eyes glide to the person laying beside you, and you pause, your cheeks warming. Nova. You're in Nova’s bed. 
 
Nova, the Cupid boy you met as a kid. Nova, the Cupid you fell for, hard. Nova, the Cupid who always seemed so clueless and innocent. 
 
And they truly look like an Angel right now. The sun shines against against his white hair and skin beautifully, wings folded behind them. 
 
Your face feels even warmer as embarrassment fills you as you see bite marks all over their neck. Bite’s are how Demon’s mark their claim, usually on their mates. Angel’s too. 
 
He let you bite them. And yet, you can't find yourself to be mad over it. Nova’s eyes flutter open, glancing up at you. A soft smile appears on their face, as they lean up and kiss you. 
 
The Angel traps you in his wings and you giggle, curling into them. He's yours, and your his even if you don't know yet. 
 
You took their heart a long time ago. It's time he takes yours too. ♥︎
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cupids-archives · 9 months ago
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delusional - yandere - drabbles !!
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contains, nsfw themes, yandere themes, kidnapping, non/con, mentions of blood & bear traps, pnv sex, somnophilia. <33
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who trusts you immediately and lets you wander the house while he’s at work, though all the doors are locked, giving you access to all the rooms.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who tells you his name, Raphael and encouraging you to give him nicknames.
delusional!yandere 𖥔 ࣪ who seems to know everything about you even more that you know about yourself.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who forces himself on you, quietly shushing you while he pushes himself in, telling you it’ll be over soon and you should enjoy it.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who buys you treats and stuffed animals when your doing good, even going as to throw little parties between the two of you.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who sleeps with your back to his chest, never letting you get up during the night without having to wake him up first.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who when you pretend to warm up to him will allow it because he loves the attention from you and will even give you more privileges.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who gives you cute nicknames, like sweetheart, darling and his love.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ that lets you outside as long as you stay in his sight, not noticing you start to run through the forest and causing you to fall into a bear trap.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ that’s there when you wake up, wrapping your swollen ankle in bandages, but doesn’t look at you or talk.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ that gives you the silent treatment afterwards, only stating how disappointed he was that you would run away from him. even going as far as to start sleeping on the couch.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who still doesn’t tie you up (even though you can’t run away) instead locking up certain objects like knife cabinets and windows.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who can’t control himself from going into your bedroom and getting himself off, slowly moving his hand up and down his cock imagining you taking him down your throat until he cums in your mouth.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ stops ignoring you a few days later, returning back to normal and giving you the same attention as usual, even buying you a makeup gift for being so mean.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who has to remind himself not to get mad at you because he knows your not used to being loved this much and you don’t know how to feel.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who on the first night of things being back to normal, shoves your face in a pillow and takes out all of his pent up anger on your pussy, leaving the wall scraped from the headboard banging into the wall.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ that holds you while your sleeping, leaving kisses on your already bruised neck.
delusional!yandere, 𖥔 ࣪ who hopes you develop Stockholm syndrome or at least that you end up loving him the same way he loves you.
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2-dsimp · 6 months ago
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Also loving the brainrot!
Since the Boss is a low profile kind of guy he actually just stealthily sneaks into the cafe that’s almost always booming with customers. Just to admire his precious idol while they work dressed in the cutest cosplay that always leave him struggling for life support. Reaping all kinds of mementos such as videos, photos, and even signatures once he got enough drive to ask you for some.
On the rare occasion that he’s not able to come to check in on you daily he sends in his right hand man the Enforcer along with the Hacker to do some innocent reconnaissance around the area you preside in. Telling them nonchalantly that it happened to involve a top priority client when the two hitman subordinates both knew that it was for his idol crush. The Enforcer and Yujin both just went along with the narrative their shy Boss was trying to push with knowing shit eating grins.
“Hey don’t you think we should help our poor Boss out with his idol crush? The progress bar hasn’t been increasing at all and it’s just so sad to see—pfft”
The Hacker snickered meanly with a catty expression on his face as he hacked into the surveillance cams to spy on you from beyond the screen of his laptop. The Enforcer could only laugh boisterously at his comment giving him a fist bump as he replied with an equally cheeky smile.
“Yup I totally agree man we should definitely try to help him out with the future missus, but we have to be discreet about it. After all the Boss is our top secret priority client~”
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theangelcatalogue · 1 day ago
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❝ Is she divine? Is the wine? La Seine, la Seine, la Seine. ❞ ― YANDERE CUPID X DARLING HEADCANONS
→ MY OCS
→ ROMANTIC
→ FEMALE DARLING
→ TW: MURDER/MURDER MENTIONS, PROTECTIVE BEHAVIOR, POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR, OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR, CLINGY BEHAVIOR, WORSHIPING BEHAVIOR, TOXIC BEHAVIOR, DELUSIONAL BEHAVIOR, KIDNAPPING/KIDNAP MENTION, DELUSIONAL BEHAVIOR, LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT, JEALOUS BEHAVIOR, STALKING, BLOOD, MURDER, VIOLENCE/VIOLENCE MENTIONS, SENSITIVE TOPICS, BAD GRAMMAR, BAD ENGLISH AND MADE BY A MINOR! IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE, FEEL FREE TO LEAVE! PLEASE TELL IF I FORGOT SOMETHING AND ENJOY \(⌒▽⌒)!
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───── ❝ NORMAL/CUPIDS EXIST AU ❞ ─────
❝ La Seine, la Seine, la Seine. ❞
★ → Have you ever wondered how love works? How people fall in love? There is only one good reason on why we fall in love.
★ → Cupids.
★ → They were created right after humans, they were created by a Goddess of love called Davina, that created cupids to help humans find their path in love, so they wouldn't suffer like her.
★ → It was rare the situations when cupids fell for human, nothing wrong happened thought...
★ → Until now.
★ → A cupid called Delilah, while doing her work, preparing to shot her arrow, ended up getting distracted with something... someone.
★ → You.
★ → You were the prettiest woman she ever saw in her life, in of the years in her life, she never saw a prettier human being, she felt a weird feeling while observing you, she was fascinated by you, she did what any person would do.
★ → She started to follow for a while, she would question herself of why she is doing this. It is because she always watched humans and made humans fall in love, and she always heard stories about cupids that fell for humans, so she just snapped and decided to obsess over a random human and call it love?
★ → Of course not! It's because you two are soulmates, destined by the arrow and bow to be together!
★ → She memorizes everything about you, your routine, your friend's name, family member's name, favorite color, food, music, artists, she knows everything about you! She knows you better than you know yourself, and she wants to keep it that way! She wants to be the only person that knows everything about you!
★ → When she doesn't have any matchmaking to do, she stalks you, she hides very well, you don't even notice her, although you feel like somebody is watching you sometimes...
★ → But she never wants you to feel unsafe around her! She just loves you so much, that she needs to follow you, just to know what you are doing, just to feel close to you, just to see and hear you... and feel that amazing feeling again.
★ → She is convinced that if you knew her, you would feel this feeling too, you would also be in love with her, and maybe even date her, marry her! Oh! She already imagines your weeding dress! You would look divine!
★ → Of course she is aware of things couldn't work out, modern times, humans don't believe in cupids like before, you probably would freak out, but it's okay! Love conquers all!
★ → Gets so jealous when you talk to others, she wanted to be the one talking with you! But instead, she has to observe you from afar! It's so unfair, every time she feels jealous, she starts to imagine you talking to her instead of other people, what makes her feel really giddy and in love like a high school girl with a crush.
★ → She is the reason some people you know disappeared, they just go puff out of nowhere, she has her way...
★ → Okay, okay! She killed them, but she promises you that it's for your good, she just wants to save you, you will thank her later! She knows that!
★ → And she kept doing this, until she got another matchmaking to do! Who are the lovebirds of this time?
★ → You... and... another person.
★ → No, no, no, no! This isn't supposed to happen! It's you and her! Not another person! She started to panic, she can't let this happen! There's only one thing that she needs to do.
★ → Kill the other person, and finally take you. Kidnap you.
★ → She remembers it so clearly, her rival bleeding, with an arrow in their neck, their face forever struck in an expression of shock and horror, the blood on her hands while she tries to clean up the mess, it felt so right, especially because it was for you, for her love, for her goddess, may Davina forgive her.
★ → She kidnaps you, and hides you well, somewhere where not even Davina and the other cupids would find you, it's okay dear, she will explain everything, don't be scared! She won't hurt you! She promises!
★ → She is clingy, never leaving your side, she is always there, taking care of you, complimenting you, she is a worshiper, she will treat you like a deity, she would do anything for you, except letting you leave, oh, she refuses to do this!
★ → Please, let her lay all her love on you.
" You are so perfect, what would I do without you? "
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★- I DON'T KNOW, DON'T KNOW, SO DON'T ASK ME WHY
★ YUPPIE A OC HEADCANON
★ So in this case it would be canon since it's my original character?
★ idk idk idk
★ I'm planning in doing an RTC Halloween special, but idk if i'm actually going to-
★ THANKS FOR READING THIS!! TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!! DON'T FORGET TO DRINK WATER! (don't be like me, I don't drink water since I got back from school)
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sweetheartmotives · 1 year ago
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My Yandere oc's Sexualitys!
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Micah, The yan Bartender: I see him as bisexual.
If there's a hole, there's a goal.
Yandere Arctic Fox Hybrid: gay gay homosexual Man Fucker. He loves men so much (just like me)
Yandere Otter Hybrid: Maybe pansexual? He likes whatever human takes care of him, no matter the gender :)
Yandere Stalker: Homosexual fr He loves men, ladies are too classic for stalking, so he goes for men
Clumsy Yandere: Bisexual or Pansexual. He likes whatever
Yandere vampire: Bisexual leaning heavily towards men. I don't see him liking female gentiles as much as he likes male genitalia :P
Yumako, The yan magical girl: Lesbian! I see her liking girls only, she's spent too long daydreaming about guys. She needs a lady!
Yandere Cafe Host: I actually don't know? Maybe straight??
Harper, The yan Eagle Hybrid: again, pansexual. Whatever he finds pretty and mate worthy, hes taking it! :)
Jaakobah, Evil Yan Cupid: Gay. He's fruity as fuck 💀
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Hello everyone! I said I was going to sleep.. but I've decided to use my insane brain energy I'm having right now to write fics! Don't mind me.. just posting without thought!
I hope you all enjoyed reading, as I enjoyed writing! :D
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idanceuntilidie · 10 months ago
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love is blind.
Not rlly its just your really jealous, possessive and blind cupid who fell in love with you pookie
he didn’t fall in love with your looks
he feel in love with the way you speak, how your laugh makes the whole atmosphere warm up and feel just right. He feel in love with your sweet scent, the tapping with your feet when you are nervous
He is supposed to match you with someone, who said it can’t be him? Only him.
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heartfullofleeches · 5 months ago
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Amyas [Cupid Yan] and Bunny Baker Darling- Two pushovers that would be a match made in heaven. Amyas is in tears every morning Bunny wakes up before him to make him breakfast for being so kind to help them find their true love- It's him. Why can't they see that it's him? Mortals would just take advantage of Bunny's sweet and innocent nature. He has to protect them! From everyone and thing on this awful planet.
If he's an angel they must be a god. Their fluffy fur, their delicious treats- His only little slice of heaven...
Wait, wait- What if Bunny is also a Cupid that matches their humans by gifting them chocolates infused with the magic of their arrows? Amyas would die from the cuteness-
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tsuutarr · 2 days ago
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Yandere!Cupid x Reader
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Even though he’s a cupid, Lovell has never been in love before. That is, until he accidentally struck himself with his own arrow and fell in love with you.
Regardless, Lovell is acutely aware of what love is and what love should be. Love should be patient, love should be kind. It should make you grow into a better person. Love should be understanding. Love should be many positive things.
But his love for you isn’t… necessarily like that. He becomes impatient with need, desperate to have you near him. He feels himself devolving into a worse person, his apathy towards anyone but you heightening. And he can’t bring himself to understand anything other than that you should be with him.
His love is an amalgamation of many negative things – it’s how he knows his love has been tainted.
But as he dreams of holding your hand in his, dreams about waking up next to you every day, dreams about being the only one you need – he really can’t seem to care.
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queenie-the-court-jester · 7 months ago
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OH FLUFFY STORY, UHM uhm, Cupid! Reader accepts and slowly tries to patch up his wings and he turns into a househusband HAHAHA I think it be Hella cute to come home to a cutie wearing an apron 'kiss the chef!' and then you hug him and tousle his hair and he just has this stupid bright happy grin on his face.
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💌sweetheart mentally scarred the both of you with the whole 'cutting wings off' stunt. You still shivered whenever you'd find a pink feather hidden somewhere. Since the bones really hurt and we're uncomfortable when he'd try to sleep, you carefully cut them off with some specialized tools you found on amazon for half price
💌 leaving them as little nubs and gently rubbing soothing lotion on the areas around. All while he let out happy little groans, leaning into your touch. All the pain was so worth it, because now you're both married! Roomies
💌at first he was banned from the kitchen since he almost burned it down trying to heat up milk. But with enough cooking lessons and precautions he got the hang of it. Packing you cute little lunches and doing all the housework. He has this little fantasy where you come home from work everyday and lay him down and stroke his cock and-
💌 he's a pervert. Going through your underwear to save for personal use. Where does he hide it? Who knows. He practically salivates when ever you walk around the house naked, no matter how many times he sees you in the nude, he always gets a boner and a nosebleed
💌he somehow convinces you to actually get married with him? Where the hell did he get those rings and marriage papers from- expect him to be whining about wanting kids next. Sweetheart learns how to bark like ishowspeed...
💌 turning him into an honorable member of society was the biggest challenge ever, he's so strange and odd. Sometimes you lose him in crowds only to find him up a tree moments later. You had to buy multiple matching couple shirts just so people could return him
💌 sweetheart started growing out his hair, you brushed it off as him trying a new style. but In reality he got the delusional idea that if he grew his hair out long enough he could tie you up with it and fuck you stupid like a good husband should
💌don't let him eat sugar, he'll get a sugar rush and zoom around the house like crazy. Biting you and demanding to let him suck your nipples. What is with this man and sucking nipples. You need to put a gag on him or something before he wants to start sucking your genitals
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yandere-daze · 9 months ago
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Fun in the snow with amir !!!!! Y'know building a snowman making snow angels snowball fights all that and more !!!!
In addition cozy time inside watching the snow fall outside!!!!
ALSO!!!! Getting snowed in and spending the rest of the day/night together Infront of fire place
I LOVE YOUR WORKKK :D
Awww thank you, I´m glad to hear you enjoy my writing! 🤗 I know you had to wait a long time for me to answer this ( as most people in my inbox, sorry about that) but I still hope you enjoy! I have three days off right now so I hope I can get in some more writing when I´m not tired from work.
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A cozy winter date with Amir
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For a very long time, Amir had simply watched human couples enjoy their time in the snow from up above in the clouds. Many days he had spent gazing down and staring wistfully at the couples they personally had a hand in match-making.
It was unbecoming of a god like them, but secretly they too were yearning to experience the kind of love he inspired in others. Oh, how he longed to play around and have fun in the snow with his very own lover! But alas, for a very long time, these types of feelings were denied to him.
That was until they had laid eyes upon you. The moment he saw you, it was as if his heart was struck by one of his very own arrows. Feelings of love and adoration coursed through them wildly, a feeling that made them feel weak and vulnerable and yet so very happy.
Ever since then, Amir´s desire to have a winter date with his beloved has increased even further. The mere thought of holding your hand while walking through a snowy landscape made his heart flutter.
And though they wish for this to happen so badly, you would most certainly have to be the one to propose the idea. They feel way too shy whenever they are in your presence and they could never imagine being so presumptuous as to believe that you would agree to go on a date with them when you shine so much brighter than any other being in this world
He definitely blushes when you ask him out on a date and yet he gets all jittery from his nerves acting up. He can´t believe his luck! But then he promptly gets nervous when he realizes that he doesn´t have any actual knowledge about what one would do on a wintery date.
You will have to take charge and make a plan for the day and Amir will be happy to go along with whatever you say.
Walking through the snow with you, hand in hand, really is a dream come through for them. Even through the thick gloves, he can feel your warmth radiating through the palm of your hand. You holding on to him like this is pure bliss, it´s better than anything he could have ever imagined.
When you suggest doing a snowball fight, you will have to assure them over and over that you´re okay with him throwing snowballs at you and that no, you will not be hurt or damaged in any way when he does so. Throwing something at you just feels so...violent! Amir can´t imagine himself ever doing that but will cave in when you assure him that it´s fine. (He will still hold himself back from throwing too harshly)
Will let themselves get hit by you on purpose just because he loves the little victorious smile that slips on your lips whenever your snowballs hit their target. Seeing you so happy makes the growing cold coursing through them worth it
Snow angels? Snow angels! Depending on if you already know that they´re a god or not, you might suggest this activity to tease them a little about their angelic nature.
The activity of doing snow angels will be completely foreign to them so you will have to show them what to do exactly. Once he understands what he needs to do, it´s actually quite fun for him. He´s also really into the idea of the both of you making snow angels right next to each other so it looks like your angels are touching.
"Look! It looks like our little angel friends are on a date, too!", you would exclaim when you regard your "masterpiece", a happy smile on your face. Amir also can´t help but smile as well at your enthusiasm.
Amir would never admit that he´s slowly getting cold because he doesn´t want this date to ever end, but you notice him shivering and rubbing his hands together for warmth, so you end up suggesting to go back inside.
A pleasant warmth greets you when you step back inside your house, a welcome change to the blistering cold outside. You help each other take off your winter clothing and you can´t help but pull him close by his scarf, pressing a light kiss on the corner of his mouth, only humming in satisfaction when you see his cheeks reddening dramatically. He´s so very cute.
Seeing as Amir is still in a bit of a daze, you leave them in the living room to prepare some hot chocolate for the both of you, a sweet aroma soon spreading through the house.
With a gentle smile, you hand him one of the mugs, which they accept gratefully, as you sit down next to them on the sofa, huddling close for warmth.
It´s quite a serene moment, you both cuddling under a blanket and drinking your sweet beverage as a snowstorm rages on outside your window. In a rare moment of boldness, Amir draws you in closer, craving your touch and you´re very happy to oblige as you snuggle your face into his chest, their heart thumping loudly beneath.
And as the exhaustion from your outdoor activities finally catches up to you and your eyes slowly close, Amir thinks that they couldn´t imagine being with anyone else.
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mess-with-legs · 5 months ago
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Cupid loves you - Part1 ♡
HEYYYYYYY yes it seems like im not gonna throw away this project the second I started it hell yeahh!! Anywayyyys I hope you enjoy it! Pleassse let me know your thoughts or if you have any questions i would just love to answer them! And I hope you enjoy! Again I am not a profesional writer or anything like that so if it's kind of shitty I deeply apologise
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"Could I borrow your pencil?"
Literature class wasn't one of your favorite subjects, luckly, we were studying some poetry at the moment, and you just so happen to enjoy reading poetry every now and then.
I noticed my classmate sitting next to me, writting something that caught my attention. The teacher wasn't speaking, and I knew for a fact that it couldn't be any project or anything as such. If you who is reading this can make sense of what I managed to catch with a mere glimpse, perhaps you're smarter than myself. It read:
In my tail said the sun On my throat said the moon In the branches of the laurel tree I saw two naked doves One was the other and both were none
Cupid called for me again. "Sorry! yes of course, here you go" I handed over my pencil. I saw how hers was small, it looked as if she sharpenned it one more time it would cease from existence. We were still in the first week of class, how could a pencil be so worn? Perhaps she writes as a hobby...Or maybe she draws!
"What are you writing?" She closed her notebook, in a quick but clean movement. Turning her eyes to me.
"Nothing important. I just like to write."
"Is it a hobby?"
"Yes, writting words in paper has always been easier for me than speaking them outloud." It seems like you were getting closer, maybe she wasn't the mean girl you originally thought she was, maybe she was just shy and didn't know how to interact with others. At least that's what you thought until the class ended...
"Hey Barbie, think I could get your number?" Roman looked like the most stereotypical, one-dimensional, stupid boy you could ever imagine. He was the kind to smoke in the bathrooms, get in fights, sleep during class, disrespect the teachers... It never really bothered you since you had never spoken to him before, and he didn't seem to have any interest in starting a conversation with you either.
"Unluckly for you I still have standards. Why don't you go feed on some other dead meat? I have better things to do than to be seen around with..." She looked at him up and down. "You."
He was furious, yelling, ready to start a fight. She then grabbed my hand and began walking outside the classroom. It took me some minutes to notice it, but people across the hallways were staring at us, some with fear, other's with admiration. I had no idea why she had picked me as her friend, someone like Roman, despite being an asshole, was much more popular than me, surely he was the better option if this was a matter of reputation.
The light of the windows made her hair shine, everything about her seemed too perfect to be human. She was a sculpture, sculpted with precision, patience and adoration.
When I finally came to my senses, we were back at our dorm.
"Y/N?"
"S-Sorry! I had my head in the clouds haha..."
She got close to me, both of us standing in the middle of the room. She placed her hand on my forehead to check the temperature, but she took longer than expected. She stared at me, in silence, her gaze upon me was soft and warm. She moved the hand that was on my forehead to the side of my head, caressing my hair carefully. I didnt dare speak in that situation, something was keeping me from opening my mouth. Then, I saw her smile.
"Your hair is..." She then took a step back. "Sorry. I must get going now"
You were confused, you had questions, you needed answers! Why did she do that? Yet, you were still. Unable to move.
"I must go now. The cheerleader auditions will begin soon." She walked over to her closet and took out some comfortable sport clothes.
"...You are very welcome to come see me if you'd like. I would very much enjoy your presence."
With those words, she left the dorm, leaving me speechless. At least I was able to move now... Moving on, I tried to forget about the strange behaviour of my friend and instead focuss on something else, something like...Ugh, homework.
I took out my book, notebook and pencilcase. I had an assignment that I had to do by hand because certain teacher didn't like computers and simply couldn't stand a project made in a digital format! I decided to first write a draft in pencil, and once I'm satisfied with it, I will write it on a clean paper with pen.
"Wait, where's my pencil?"
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