#yandere purpled

[livingde4ddoll]

𝔶𝔬𝔲’𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔦 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱˚˖𓍢ִ໋🔪͙֒✧˚.🫀

[mblue-art]

this man. ..

(inspo) (og meme)

[ketketstaber123]

No seriously, what did you said to them?

[murder-cookie-dust393]

Seal anon here!

Just thought of a very funny y/n for the cookie world...a y/n who is oblivious to all the cookies trying go flirt and stuff with them! Also easily distracted like one second they simply think a cookie is being really nice to them and then the next they get distracted by a butterfly. Basically in the 'I want y/n' wars, they gotta keep y/n's attention on them and basically be something like 'and that is why I should be the one to date y/n-y/n, sweetheart, no. Don't wander off. Here, have a sweet treat and stay riiiight there. Ok? Ok. Anyway what makes you think you're worthy of y/n?' Or two cookies could be fighting over y/n while THINKING y/n is still close by but then they pause and realize 'wait where did y/n go?' And have to go chase em down lol!

Like have to keep y/n distracted and close to them or else they will wander off and do their own thing lmao! A very oblivious y/n!

What better duo with this than Milk and Yam?

Tw: SHITPOSTING, brief mentions of manipulation

Milk is sweet and worries a lot. He tends to panic when MC wanders off without him nearby. That's why he tends to hug them or hold their hand so they don't leave without him noticing. Once he finds them he's cooing and basically babying them a little too much.

Meanwhile, Yam is the equivalent of a Chihuahua. He's screaming and yelling, which is his way of calling for MC. Once he finds them, he just puts them over his shoulder so they can't get away. He does enjoy the feeling of them being helpless without him.

If the two are in the same space, it's literally an old married couple + MC.

Milk will try to lure MC in with his nurturing nature while also trying to passive-aggressively shove Purple Yam out of the way. If they're out adventuring he likes to just randomly put his shield up and be like, "You can't forget your shield MC! You might get hurt without me right by you!"

Yam gets so pissed at Milk because he knows Milk is trying to push him out of the way. The only way Yam tries to get MC's attention is through his language. I can see him swearing and being mad about things constantly; that MC finds it funny. In battle, he'll just swing around his mace to protect the group. But especially MC. "HRAGH! GET OUT OF THE FUCKING WAY MILK I WANNA TALK TO THEM!"

I can see Milk and Yam arguing in whisper-yelling (we'll ignore that Yam can't be quiet right now) while MC is asleep. Like when they're camping for the night and MC is sleeping in between the two.

"You need to stop being so mean and aggressive with them! They do nothing wrong! I can't believe you would do such a thing to a poor little thing like them..." Milk pets your hair, pulling you closer to him.

"Look who's talking! You're the one manipulating them with your fucking 'Prince Charming' act! If anything, I'm just like any other cookie who has anger issues!"

"Me? I would never! I just want my precious one safe...and sound." Milk stares at your face with too much of a loving look. His smile practically glued onto his face.

"Yeah right! I'm the one beating up bad guys here!" Yam reaches an arm to tug you closer but hesitates.

"Go to sleep!"

"No! You go to sleep!"

"Guys I think I might be controlled by a human entity that has a really large finger." Suddenly, you whisper, absolutely clueless to the conversation.

"What? Say again?"

"HUh?"

"Finger..." You fall back asleep.

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I was in the mood for some shitposting. No, I will never be sorry for it.

I was thinking Gumball and Darwin at the very end lol

- Celina

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) Frostbites in “Red Riding Hood And a Big Bad Butcher Wolf”

(This Is a base Of the game called “Frostbites and Purple” if you don’t Know it Just watch the video from youtube...So yea...Warning..this contains  NSFW, Viewer Disgression is Adviced)

On The cold Night, The Young Maiden was riding a Lovely White Furry Horse....this Maiden Wears a lovely Blue jeans and Black Boots..a Lovely Black Long sleeve Shirt with a red Corsets on..along with a Lovely Long and Red velvet Cloak with a Hood on it...Her Name is Saphira Lorraina Fox, she’s just moved in this Strange town About 5 Months ago..at the Apartment..She was a bit quiet and Mysterious...She was in human Disguised, Her Hair is Pure Snow white..and her eyes is Sapphire Blue as the sea and her beautiful Skin is Pale Like a Moonlight.. It was Snowing hard...and she began to try to Stock the food For the winter..Until she sees the Place called “Smiles market”. She finds it Interesting But She hears the Rumors...That this Convience store was Haunted by the Ghost Wolf Who was Seeking revenge on Those who Done the wolf wrong...Once the victums goes in...and Never came back alive...She hears the news that 6 People Had been Disappeared For few months now, So she rides it there and Tied her horse up at the bike bar..and began to go in..She remove her Hood and Looked around this place...And then..She sees the Bitter Person at the cash register and sees the Name tags..and then She said sweetly with her lovely tone,” Excuse me Sir, Did i came in the wrong time?”...the Man Looked at this White Haired Maiden with a lovely red Cloak and made a scoff and stood up and Came to her..and then He said..

[fandomnerd9602]

Can you please make a follow-up Yandere Fem!Kilgrave?

Killgrave keeps petting Y/N’s hair…

Killgrave: I’m all yours. Would you be all mine? Pretty please.

Y/N: of course, my love

She hugs Y/N tight, giggling…

Killgrave: and if anyone tries to come between us, I’ll make sure they take care of themselves, my pet

Killgrave kisses her new pet and hugs them tight…

Y/N: ever thought of using your powers to get confessions out of criminals?

Killgrave: that sounds like a wonderful idea, love! You have the best ideas!

[astral--horrorshow]

Around-The-Clock Shadows

Platonic Yandere ROTTMNT x Reader

Info: This will be a full-length fic including multiple ROTTMNT characters, the main storyline revolves around the Mad Dogs.

Fic Summary: You sure are likeable, aren't you?

Chapter 1: Preparations and Purple Dragons

Characters: Kendra, Jase, Jeremy, Donatello, Raphael, Michaelangelo, Leonardo

A/N: Kicking off the first day of my summer break with a fic! I've been working on this for a while now, so I hope you like it! Apologies for the short length and any bad writing! I was very inspired by @yanteetle , @pianocat939 , @yanyanderes , and @yandere-toons ! (edit: @oleander-nin too!!)

If you want to be added to a taglist, just say the word! If you want to draw fanart or make anything based off of this, I would be literally honored. Please don't be shy, I will love whatever you make! If you have any questions about the fic, feel free to ask!

TW: Kidnapping plans, toxic relationships, stalking, Jase gets kicked in the shin (spoiler: it's Kendra), attempted(?) peer pressure, Leo and Donnie are creepers.

I do not condone any of the behaviors found or done in this fic. This story is purely for entertainment purposes. If you or someone you know is being treated like this, please contact the authorities.

Please Reblog writer's work!

Chapter Summary: You hang out with the Purple Dragons, and the Hamato brothers prepare for your arrival.

Word Count: 1166

☆~☆~☆

Kendra had her hand on the back of your neck, leading you further into the Purple Dragon's closed-off corner of the computer lab.

"And this is the Dragon's Tooth," she said as she pointed to a large, circular table with a small, green device suspended in a glass tube.

"Oooo!" You leaned towards it in curiosity, careful to not get too close to the lasers, "What does it do?" Before Kendra could answer you, Jase rushed over and started to explain with a speedy voice, "The Dragon's Tooth is a military-grade piece of technology that- ow!"

Kendra had kicked him in the shin. Hard. From what you had known about her, she didn't like to be interuppted.

"Shut up, Jase," Kendra snapped.

Jase kneeled on the ground on one leg, rubbing the kicked one with a grimace on his angular face. You reached out to him, but Kendra casually pulled you by the collar of your shirt next to her, placing her hand on the back of the neck you craned to see if Jase was okay and pushed you along yet again.

Your watch suddenly let out a long, piercing beep, which caused your gaze to turn to the plastic screen.

"Oh, I need to get home!" You exclaimed, rushing from Kendra to grab your bag.

"Awh, c'mon, can't you stay a little longer?" Jeremy strolled towards you along with the rest of the Purple Dragons. You were, quite literally, cornered by them, but you still persisted in your quest to return home.

"But I really gotta leave! I'll see you tommorow!" You rushed out, waving to the students strung up by their knickers outside their tech cubbyhole. The Purple Dragons didn't pursue, looking at the silent, red device on the collar of shirt in a cocktails of smugness and satisfaction (mostly from Kendra) and slight guilt of invading your privacy (mostly Jase).

You rushed to the bike racks as soon as you came out of the double doors of the High School. Going to unlock your bike, you spotted a figure in purple slink down an alleyway.

You pulled up to your residence, locking your bike and unlocking the door to your home. Taking off your shoes, and setting your bag down on your bed, you flopped down onto the carpet, feeling the rough material rubbing against your cheek. Despite it grating against your face, you found a sense of comfort in the act. You turned towards your bed, focusing on the underside. Stuck to one of the nails of the supports, was a bright orange piece of cloth. You reached out your arm, grabbing the fabric between your fingers. It was a bit worn, but perfectly clean otherwise. How odd, you didn't remember having any clothes like that.

☆~☆~☆

You opened the freezer door, shivering at the blast of cold air hitting your face. You grabbed the ice cream container as fast you could, and gingerly closed the freezer as to not wake up your family. As you sucked the spoon free of the frozen treat, you gazed at the moonlight filtering through your kitchen. There were a few clouds, but otherwise it was clear. You couldn't see the stars, though. Not in New York City, where lights and air pollution thrive. Putting the ice cream back, (you couldn't eat so much to the point where it would be noticeable) you pulled your blanket tighter around your shoulders and tiptoed back to your bedroom. You buried yourself under the warm covers, a welcome respite from the cold, and closed your eyes, unaware of the being outside your window.

Leonardo chuckled to himself, and propped his elbows up on the windowstill. He watched you cutely snuggle your pillow, your cheek squishing against it. The only thing he wanted was to pinch and squish them 'till they got numb, but bringing you home sooner than planned would make the rest of your new brothers irritated at him. You fell asleep almost immediately, you must've been so tired, poor baby. He pulled out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Don- what? Yeah, I know it's late. Don't shout at me right now. Yeah, add ice cream to the list."

☆~☆~☆

Mikey skipped into the room, holding a pair of slippers in his hand. He set them down near the bed just as Donatello finished spreading a thick, fluffy blanket on it.

"Ah, thank you, Michael," Donnie spoke upon seeing Mikey with the slippers.

"Anything for them!" Mikey squealed, obviously shaking with excitement.

"Hey, party people," Leo casually called out as he strolled into the room, holding his ōdachi over his shoulders like they were regular sticks instead of mystical, deadly weapons. Upon the red-earned sliders entrance, Donnie turned and glared.

"Leo, I don't see why you had to call me at exactly 2:38 AM last night. It could've waited until morning."

"What?" Leo pulled his hand to his chest in mock indignation, "And not complete the list? I swear, it's like you don't even want them to be happy here!"

"Of course I do!"

Before their squabble could turn into a full-on argument, Raph burst in the room with a number of plushies of different shapes, sizes, and colors in his arms, which he started to arrange on the bed. Donnie sauntered away from Leo to help Raph in an attempt to keep his temper under control, and Mikey arranged things around the room. Leo slumped his shoulders, made a portal with a single slash of his ōdachi, and fell backwards into it.

☆~☆~☆

Donatello typed on his keyboard, occasionally turning his gaze to the other screens, which had a plethora of security cameras, locations of trackers, and information displayed on them. "Occasionally" being every few seconds. Eventually, he gave up on his coding and leaned back to soak up all the information on you and blue light the multiple moniters could give him. He was the number one expert on you, which he had to be if you were going to be happy in the Lair. He was also going to be your older brother soon, which meant he had to make up for all the missing years. You didn't know how much you needed them all, but you would soon. Very, very soon. A ping from his phone pulled him from his obsessive thoughts. He had sent S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N to guard you throughout the day when he or his brothers couldn't do it themselves. His eyes widened to saucers when he saw the feed from his creation.

You, standing there. With the Purple Dragons. Talking to you. Touching you. The Purple Dragons. You, oblivious to their danger.

Donnie leapt up from his chair and sprinted toward the door, racing through the halls. He wouldn't let that horrible, deceiving, Kendra and her flunkies take advantage of you. Over his dead body.

"I'll be there very soon," he thought, "Wait for me just a little longer.

I'll save you."

☆~☆~☆

A/N: *chuckles* you're in danger.

[ryliesthings]

New roommates

Tw: cringey af, violent language and actions

A/N: i am so goddamn tired but I hope you enjoy the shit I created (i really don’t care)

Y/n: are you sure you two want to become the new roommates.

Randall: yeah I’m sure.

Koolie: same here.

Y/n: okay just don’t say I didn’t warn you.

(Y/n opens the door and it’s chaos)

Jack: BO DIDNT I SAY STOP USING MY IPAD!

Dachabo: I WAS ONLY LOOKING SOMETHING UP! MY GODAMN PHONE DIED!

Jack: I DONT CARE GIVE ME MY DAMN IPAD!

(Bo and and Jack get into a fist fight on the floor)

Elias: GIVE ME THE REMOTE TO THE MOVIE ROOM TV NOW TAYOLOR!

Taylor: CATCH ME FIRST BITCH!

Elias: GIVE IT!

(Elias chases Taylor around the house)

Peter: OW! JOHN!

(John bit Peter)

Peter: FOR GODSAKE STOP BITING ME!

(Monica and ayano are chasing Micah around with knives)

Ayano: MICAH WHY WOULD YOU SPOIL BADDIES WEST!!

Monica: WE WERE GOING TO WATCH THE REST OF THE SEASON TONIGHT!!

Micah: THAT WHAT YOU BITCHES GET FOR SPOILING KOMI CANT COMUNICATE!!

(Tate and Maison are choking each other out)

tate: LET GO!

Maison: NO YOU LET GO!

Y/n: this is some of the shit you will have to live through every single day

Koolie: oh I don’t mind.

Randall: yeah I don’t mind too.

[yandereloveraw]

🐰💜 Yandere! Jax 💜🐰

💜 A Little Messed Up [Cover] - HaRaTu

[Cover belongs to HaRaTu]

[Jax belongs to GLITCH on YouTube]

[All images belong to their creators]

[kawaiiwritingcomputer]

🍄: A timeline isn’t set all too well, but this is the freddy fazbear pizza, and not Fredbear's Family Diner. They are the same person, i just think it’s a fun headcanon to put Purple Guy as his murderer persona and William as himself.

yandere!William Afton/Purple Guy x Reader Headcanons:

Purple Guy knew it was risky. He has had a wife and kids.

But William couldn’t help the way he felt about you

Purple Guy only had one goal

William felt like he could fit one more in

The question was: how to get you?

You could feel the owner staring you down and watching your movements ever since he hired you

Mr. Afton just always seemed to be around

He was good with the children and he’s the one who set the place up!

Mr. Afton seems like a good man

You can’t help but just get chills running down your spine as he stares at you longingly

You notice Mr. Afton approach you slowly as weeks passed by

He would check on your work more rather than just stare

He’d always come around and tell you good work!

“Your smile is worth a million bucks (Y/N)!” He’d always say

After awhile, you warmed up to William

He always helped if the kids got too rowdy with the animatronics or with the workers

William would always help you close your shift even if you already knew how to do so

William would even show you the animatronics parts up close and how he made them

It was sooo cool learning from him

William was becoming more and more obsessed as months kept going by

You just kept staying and it became normal for you to just walk up to him and chat away

William couldn’t focus in the first five minutes of you talking, he’d be too busy thinking about lips or how soft your hair looked

You couldn’t escape his mind. The way you smelled and the way your shoulder would brush against his when he’d show you simple repairs around the place

He couldn’t help but promise you to being one his elite employees (shift lead/manager)

This is when he took advantage of you becoming his manger

He would make random meetings, he’d hold you back longer

William would do anything to get you stay with him

He messed up one day, in 1985. You were supposed to be gone that night already.

The place was empty, or so he thought

He committed the slaughter

Purple Guy heard your scream. He quickly chased after you

You tripped and fell (ofc)

“Shhh, shhh, don’t be scared. I’m here.”

You couldnt scream over his hand but your eyes were terrified

“This wasn’t how I wanted things to go,” William tutted. “Things always work out my way.” He grinned.

He knocked you out. Purple Guy had to get the dead body into the suit then William will take you to the underground facility and you guys will be happy together forever!

You had no idea what was in store for you but you had gotten the attention of William Afton and he wasn’t going to let you go

[ketketstaber123]

Who do you choose as your date?

(Ps. I hate the name Hector and Peter. Ugly ass names.)

[black-salt-cage]

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚

[kimjiho1]

𓈒 𓈒 ׄ ୨୧ *⠀𓈒 🔮 𓈒 ׄ ୨୧ *⠀𓈒 𓈒

➤ ꒰ @kdcrz ꒱. .⃗ . ༉‧₊˚✧

[yandere-wishes]

Hiiii! I'm the one who sent the behaviour revan ask (wonderfully written by the way)

Can I ask another?

You can ignore this if not

But, how do you think Revan would react to a completely willing darling? And a darling who isn't willing at all?

You can ask as many as you like darling!! I love answering them����🥰I'll try to make this one a bit more ethereal/aesthetic. 

𓇼Willing Darling 

You blame the Jedi counsel for your master's fall to the dark side. You blame the Force, fate, the moon, the stars. You blame the galaxy and all its dichotomies. You blame anyone except the man himself

 In your naive eyes, Revan can do no wrong. 

You see him again tonight. In a backstreet away from the temples prying eyes. The immortal lights of Coruscant are your only witness as you break every rule engraved within your bones. 

His looming figure is harrowing, terror and power draped in armor. You try to remind yourself to breathe, that he won't hurt you. You pray under your breath for this to be true. 

Revan's presence is a weight reminding everyone of his place above them. He's a Sith now, he's free to flaunt the power he's always tamed. 

His thumb pats your bottom lip. You taste lighting from his fingertips. Surges of rouge power, minuscule in their dosage, still overpower your feeble senses. As he pries down your bottom lip and tucks his thumb between your teeth demanding you suck. You comply, you've always complied. 

"my apprentice" he whispers like an ineffable secret.

You feel the tendrils of his darkness beckoning you. Feel the way he pulls you into his world. His umbra. You go willing, promising to follow your master to the ends of the galaxy. 

Overall Revan would be more gentle, more docile with a willing darling. Even patronizing at times. He'd see himself in the position to train you, to feed you his knowledge until you grow stronger. He likes to push your limits, to watch you squirm under him as he kisses down your neck. He'd take you everywhere with him and Malak. Show you everything. His darkness shields you from anything that could potentially hurt you until you morph into his perfect warrior. 

𓇼Unwilling Darling

There's a ghost that haunts you. Powerful and all-consuming. You blame the Darksiders he's been in contact with. From the planet-eating shadow to the traitorous companion. The Revan you once knew is dead, only a baleful husk remains. One who stalks the planets in search of false idolizes and empty ambitions.

Revan is dead. 

Only the monster remains. 

You feel his presence lingering inside you. A sharp diamond cut on frail cartilage. Somehow he follows you in every realm, every reality. He's built from barren crepuscules and fuliginous aspirations. All morphed to appear as a semi-human creature. His mask is trained on you. It takes every willpower to stand your ground. 

Your fingers itch for your lightsaber, a feeble attempt at resistance. "You wish for a duel little one?" his voice is forbidding, taunting. You both know how this will end. 

Leave me alone...

"I am not you. I am no traitor, no monster, no abomination." Embers from your heart drift into your mouth. You spit them at him hoping he'll burn. 

Your words hold rage undefiting a Jedi. Your eyes mere slates of hatred. 

Neither fazes Revan.

As you've learned so very little tends to do.

"I never asked you to be." He's calm. Miserably so. You feel the force dragging you to his side. You scream as fingers wrap around your delicate throat. His frigid mask lowers to a puls point, mimicking a mock kiss. 

"Force, save me." 

Revan doesn't reward insubordination. Yet he tolerates your little rebellion for mere amusement. It gives him an excuse to play rough. To break you in the name of love and rebirth. He loves how sweet your screams sound when he drags the tip of his red lightsaber across the valley of your chest all the way to your squishy stomach. Love the scent of your flesh burning as you beg him to stop. Throwing promises of behaving so he'd just make the pain stop. 

Oh, how you make his cold heart beat. 

How he loves your sensation within his arms

Still, it's important to know that Revan is many things, many important things. Warrior, general, sith...You should be beyond grateful he's even permitted you into his life. Even graced you with his attention. 

At best, he sees you as a defective acolyte at worst a pet. Somehow they mean the same thing. They mean you are his to use at his leisure. Not a person, not a sentient being, just a trophy fallen Jedi like to flaunt.

Your body is a crime scene. One where the murderer leaves bleeding love bites and open wounds. Revan writes love letters upon your skin and you wholly long to burn them. To burn yourself, an escape from the miserable reality he's forced you into. 

[ghost-pipes]

[androgynouspenguinexpert]

its been like a year since ivan got taken behind the woodshed but he's still in my heart