#yandere sans the skeleton

[yanderes-galore]

may i request a concept for yandere Sans (classic, not from any AUs)  with an affectionate reader?

Sure, didn't have a proper banner for him so I tried doing that aesthetic thing some of the yandere blogs I follow do for this. This is temporary, idk, I just thought it was pretty.

Yandere! Sans with Affectionate! Darling

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Jealousy, Manipulation mentioned, Affectionate behavior, Slight stalking, Tame yandere, Dubious relationship.

Honestly, this has some cute directions it can take.

Sans doesn't mind if you're affectionate.

In fact he probably admits he likes it a bit.

It's a comforting feeling to know someone cares for him that much.

When it comes to being affectionate, I imagine it comes off as hugs most of the time. 

You often greet him with a hug which he ends up surprised by at first but settles into it later on.

In fact you do it so often he begins to expect it when you greet.

You're probably the person who shows him the most affection when greeting, except maybe his brother.

You two greeting is probably one of the things he ends up looking forward to.

However, being affectionate could probably go further than that.

Sometimes you hug him from behind but he always seems to know you're there.

If you two are really that close, a kiss to the side of his skull.

Sans probably would be stunned after that.

Sans is a very chill yandere, as in he's very subtle.

Don't want to put too much effort into it, yeah?

Not unless he has to.

You being affectionate may just make him adore you more.

If you just do it to him then he knows he's special.

He already knows he's close to your heart and feels good about it.

Now he doesn't have to be jealous.

But if you're affectionate to others?

He'll admit it… he does get a bit worried/jealous.

He tries to reassure himself it's just how you act with others.

Especially if you do it with Papyrus.

No need to be upset… you're all just friends.

In fact he should find it cute that you get along.

He just can't help but wish it was just a you and him thing.

Even when jealous he's subtle in his obsession.

Maybe he tries to soothe himself by hinting you should be more affectionate with him.

Maybe he'll try to show it to you so you understand his hint.

Sans is capable of teleportation, too.

He'll just go where you go to “keep an eye on you”.

Sans probably doesn't mind PDA from you as he feels it shows you two are “together”.

If you being affectionate isn't just a you and Sans thing then he'll probably manipulate you into it.

He isn't very “loud” with his obsession and intends to keep it out of your sight.

However, him showing affection to you certainly shows his feelings.

His feelings could be platonic or romantic, either way he'll be affectionate with you to show that.

Really… Why should you be so affectionate to anyone but him?

You mean a ton to him.

So why don't you just look at him… and him only?

He'd give you all the affection you could ever want.

However, he will also attempt to cope with the fact you're affectionate to others.

He wants you to be happy…

But he's still your favorite… isn't he?

[rightfulcutsiepie]

Hi

can you guys forgive me for neglecting you severely

here's more food, person in my metaphorical basement.

He always thought you knew him better than this. But when he saw your face crumble from one of determination into complete despair, he didn't really know how to feel. You surely had splinters and scrapes all on the bottom of your bare feet. Such soft and warm skin ruined for something as stupid as a failed escape attempt. It's hard to escape a house in the middle of the woods with the tightest twists and turns everywhere you look for the next 30 miles.

He wasn't playing when he said no one would find you. You were heaving, scrambling to leave once more, and he just watched you fail to escape, a pitied look on his face. He appeared magically in front of you again and you screamed in anger.

"Just let me go!! Please- I just- I can't be here anymore. No more...no more."

Your shouts turn into ugly slobs and slurring as you clench his pants, head hanging as you cry.

G Sans stares down at you as you break down. He didn't know much about humans. Always ignored them, kept his distance. The surface wasn't much of a home. At least, the humans didn't treat him like he was a part of what is supposed to be his home. But when he caught eye of you, he wanted to make it work. He wanted to talk to you. He wanted to be near you. So he took you. It didn't seem like anyone would come find you, anyways. They'd ignore your existence like they did his.

But he didn't know a thing about comfort. Feeding you, bathing you every day, doing your hair. You were a high maintenance species and he's learning that the hard way. But for you, he would deal with it just to find the way to treat you the way you needed to be treated. Even if it means finding you outside trying to leave him again. He loves you.

Today, he learned that not only do you need your hair tamed every day, fed 3 times a day, bathed at least once a day, have your teeth brushed twice a day, and go through whatever tasks you want to in order to busy yourself. But you also need social interactions to remain sane. Or at least that's what you say. But he knows that you're kind of saying that to find a way to be released back with the rest of society. But you've already been kidnapped and he doesn't need you spilling crucial information for how you met him in the first place. So, for the first time, he told you no.

"You're a fuckin' handful, sweetheart." G's voice was deep and gravely. It made you sick to your stomach every time he spoke. Haunts your dreams and fucks up your morning when he wakes you for breakfast. He pulls his pack of cigarettes out and picks out his second stick of the day, lighting it. It was pitch black in the woods, so the lighter accentuated his facial features when he flicked it to life. Smoke rose from the end of the stick and he put away the lighter, inhaling what couldn't hurt him before exhaling.

He teleports the both of you to his large bathroom and starts the faucet, hot water shooting out into the tub. "What soap do you want today? Mint? Lavender?" He digs through the cabinet under the sink and pulls out a few for you to choose from. When he turns, you're there on the ground, staring out into space, ignoring him. You looked shitty.

"Lavender it is." He pours the soap into the water, the light scent wafting throughout the bathroom. When he puts it away, he grabs a towel for you and walks over to you. It was only then, that you smack away his hands when he reaches down to help you stand. "Don't FUCKING touch me." G sighs and kneels down to talk to you. "Honey, I'm just trying to help. You look like shit and I know your feet hurt, so just let me take care of you, okay?"

He ignores the tears welling up in your eyes and brings you to your feet. He softly tells you to get undressed and you do. When you step into the tub, G has already turned the faucet off and your muscles relax at the heat surrounding you. G gets rid of the cigarette before starting to wash you.

He gently gets rid of the dirt and grime on your body for the next thirty minutes. It's until he dresses you and brings you to bed that you realize that you can never escape him. The house he owns his humongous, hard to navigate without him, you can't cook anything with the ingredients he has, but he somehow can. And you certainly can't escape. It's over for you and don't even wait until he leaves the room to start crying.

G wipes the falling tear, his cold boney hand making contact with your soft skin again. He can never get over the beautiful feeling. "What's wrong?" You stare up into his yellow eyes that reside in his dark sockets for the first time today. You sniffle, lip wobbling as you clutch your blankets. "What's with all this crying?" You and him both know the answer to that.

"Please let me go home." Your voice sounds dejected. Soft and waning. G coos at you. "You know I can't do that, baby. I'm sorry. I'm trying my best to take care of you here. This is your home."

[sox-the-skeleton]

Bloodberry Sketches ❤️❤️❤️

[lavenderskye29]

The boys from @llamagoddessofficial ‘s Coraline au!

[flowerscentedartist]

Y/N, smiles

Error: There it is again

Y/N: ??

Error: You better not smile for anyone else like that, or I might have to kill them

[undertale-writing-times]

May I ask for yandere Lover with the prompt "I want to be yours, hold me tightly forever!"

I decided to ump the level of Yandere to a 10 in this one!

She loved this human.

She knew that she wasn't the type to fall in love with people randomly but this one? She didn't know why but she loved them and there was nothing that she could do to stop it. She tried! Promise! She really did try to stop it but she couldn't stop herself.

Whenever she saw them walking around, her eyes would linger on them a bit longer than the others. She would tease and flirt more often with them, but she couldn’t bring herself to try to use her body to get stuff from them. Other people? Oh yeah, she didn’t care.

They normally did it themselves, anyway! So many people have bought her drinks and such at bars because they liked her. You know how annoying it is to be sitting, and someone orders you a drink? It doesn’t sound annoying but honestly, sometimes it is. 

This person? They never did something like that though. They spoke to her like she was a real person and not just something that they could fuck! God, she got excited just thinking about it.

Not in a perverted way, get your heads out of the gutter you sickos.

She felt like she could be her real self around them, and no matter what she did they wouldn’t be perverted and stare... which was a problem as well as a blessing. Why were they not looking at her? She wore some of her most showy clothing, danced around in her female and male ecto! Even her more neither one, and they don’t even care!

She had a feeling that they were just trying to be nice but... ugh. Come on, she needs a bit of attention here, honey. 

And then... the other person came into the picture. It turned out that there was a girl that was trying to catch Y/n's attention. Just a little stupid brat that didn't know her place, but Lover knew how to show it, easily! Honestly, she's had to fight against much worse and stronger people underground.

She wasn't one of the most popular dancers in the underground just by being a good dancer, sweetie. Even though she was the best.

Lover dealt with the little annoying girl, then comforted Y/n when they were upset about their 'friend' disappearing like that "Oh Y/n, if they're one to just disappear like that, I wouldn't be their friend. At least you have me" she would say, nuzzling up against Y/n, humming happily "I would never disappear like that"

"Yeah, I know you wouldn't Lover... thank you" they hug onto her, giving her a gentle squeeze.

It was amazing.

Their arms were so warm and soft; their touch so gentle.

A pleased shutter went through Lover's body then, and almost every other time that they've hugged her.

She never really got... hugged in the underground so this was very exciting~

Then... their meetings just weren't enough! She wanted to spend more time with Y/n, much more time, and there was only one way she knew that that would work.

Seeing their confusion when they woke up in her bedroom was a bit silly. She was wearing a robe, soft and fluffy. She got out of the bath just a little while ago!

She wanted to smell good for this, and she bathed almost every night.

"Good morning, it took you long enough to wake up. I was starting to get worried" she sits on the edge of the bed, leaning on her free hand. "I know you didn't go to sleep here, and I decided to fix that..." she continues, "Y/n, I want to be yours" she moves her arms around Y/n's neck, purring happily "And I would love for you to hold me tightly... forever"

Y/n blushes brightly, staring at her with shocked eyes. "Y...You like me? Lover, how did I get here?"

"I took you here, of course. How else?"

"You... kidnapped me?"

"Oh silly, no, of course not. You can leave whenever you wish to... now please, answer the question" There was the softest amount of a threat in her voice.

Y/n either ignored it, or didn't pick it up because they say, "Well if... if you're sure you would want me" they mumble, then smile and leans forward kissing her cheek.

She leans up, nuzzling into their neck under their jaw, peppering soft kisses against it and, of course, light nibbles "Oh, I'm so happy" If she had a tail, it would be wagging right now.

That went so much better than she even expected! At least she didn't have to hurt anyone again.

[susartwork]

Truth or dare + wiz

truth: have you killed someone before

dare: blow up killer's house

The fact that HT!Wiz has no problem saying that he killed some people, but still decided to blow up Killer's house?

Killer belongs to @rahafwabas HT!Wiz and art by me @ask-yandere-sci <- host of the event

[neoruby-loves-ut-aus]

Screenshots taken when I searched these

when I searched for Strawberry Shortcake Blueberry Muffin in GIFs:

WHAT ARE YANDERE SWAP SANS AND DUSTTRUST SWAP SANS DOING THERE?!

When I searched for anime chocolate in GIFs:

WHAT IS CHARA DOING THERE?!

When I searched for fat skeleton in GIFs:

It's obvious Sans would be there but I had searched it for some memes

When I searched for MHA All Might true form in GIFs:

I can't believe that my childhood is ruined. What happened to the Powerpuff girls?!

When I searched for Suspicious in GIFs:

I searched it for memes but WHAT ARE ASRIEL, ALPHYS AND PAPYRUS DOING HERE?! AND ASRIEL REALLY LOOKS SUSPICIOUS!!!

When I searched for Nestle crunch in GIFs:

WHAT IS GRILLBY DOING HERE?!

When I searched for Demon Slayer Manga in google:

In India, prices of Manga books are really expensive but it's affordable by us though. But the price on Amazon was too much than the ones on Flipkart and Meesho.

And when I searched for Undertale Movie in Google:

It's a happy news 😄.

[houseofoddballs]

Yandere Error Sans

Sorry if this is rushed, i'm fairly rusty and it's two thirty in the morning. but tada, i'm alive XD

“Tch, I tried being gentle and slow, yet this is how you repay me? By running off with my only friend? For shame Byte.” Muffled screams rang out from every direction as this iteration of the underground decayed in a way. A pair of red slippers stepped into view, or are they flip-flops? Everything about Error shifts so much with his glitching that I can hardly tell. Slowly I lifted my head to look up at Error. Slowly an underground being dissolved into lines of overlapping and intermingling zero’s and one’s came into view, along with Error himself as I raised my head to meet his gaze. 

I had never seen that look on Error before. A look of sadistic pleasure, a smugness that could only be equated to winning, as if he still had more ways to hurt me. He stepped to the side with a flourish of metacarpals and a mock bow as he laughed. I gasped and cupped my hands over my mouth at what I saw. Raised high in the air by blue strings at the most awkward and uncomfortable position, his bones Jarring out in odd angles that no humanoid figure should bend at; was poor Blueberry. Blue and black numbers flooded and poured out of his sockets like tears made of static as his gloved hands dug into his sockets, trying frantically to rip out the pestilence to no avail. 

“Why (Y/n), Why?” He sobbed out, his screams cut off as more lines of code poured from his mouth, running down his chin like some sick drool. Error scoffed and motioned his hand in poor Blueberry’s direction, sending blue strings from his fingertips through blues sockets, cutting through the glitching and wrapping up through the corners of his mouth, pulling Blue’s face into some sort of gruesome smile, in the loosest form of the word.

“An anomaly like you has already stained my little Byte's name with your filthy mouth, and you dare to repeat it in such a scornful manner in my presence? I would have expected better. What a pity.” Before I could lunge toward him, Error flourished his hand in another direction and with a sickening SNAP Blue’s head came crashing to the ground, laying in the snow with that horrific grin sewn onto his face. I stared into his eyes as more of the code spilled out and overflowed.

Error’s laughter filled my ears and flooded my mind, but when I looked up at him he was far from laughing. His lazy grin was still plastered on his face, but his eyes were filled with something closely related to disdain, if disdain and adoration could be mixed. He knelt down to my level, placing a hand out between us almost as if he were going to cup my chin. Instead, blue strings were coaxed from his fingertips to wrap around my throat, tight enough to apply pressure, but gentle enough that they didn’t cut into my flesh. A gentle warning. He let out a sigh. This was as close to me as he dare get, still closer than anyone else though. I wished he would stay as far away from me as possible. His multicolored eyes made me sick, just as sick as the carnage surrounding us.

Error’s laughter rang deafeningly through my mind, the only thing louder than his laughter was the sound of their screams. The screams of monsters as they fled their homes before they could be infected by the binary plague that was tearing reality apart before their eyes, ripping their loved ones from the multiverse. Monsters pressed with their backs against the barrier watching in terror as the static corroding through the very earth crept closer until it swallowed them and everyone they held dear. Yet the pestilence didn’t come within five feet of me and Error, far enough away that It wouldn’t rid me of Blue’s corpse. Before long the screams died out and I realized that the laughter was not Error’s, it was my own. 

I was laughing, tears streaming down my cheeks as my lungs heaved desperately for Oxygen. I couldn’t believe this. Just weeks ago I had been comfortably in my own universe where all of these characters were works of fiction, just days ago I was Error’s prisoner to his awkwardness and mundane finger knitting, just yesterday Ink had rescued me to Blue’s universe where he promised I would be safe; yet here we are. This skeleton that I had once thought awkward and grumpy was holding me at a distance with such dangerous care, Blueberry was dead, staring at me in disfigured glee, and Ink was nowhere to be found. What could I do other than laugh? I was already crying.

Yet still Error looked at me with such tender care, as if I were a declawed cat in a muzzle trying to fight him. Slowly my laughter faded to sobs, violent sobs that wracked through my entire body and brought my frame to tremble. A white hole opened in the black void where reality used to be, the antivoid. As the blue threads slipped from my throat they slid down to bind and pick me up as Error began walking towards and through the portal. I turned my head to watch as the decay of reality swallowed Blueberry. He deserved so much better than what I had unknowingly brought upon him. Error's voice came suddenly only an inch away from my ear, closer than he had ever been as we watched the void of nothingness swallow the once beloved bundle of joy.

“It’s all your fault. This is why you should listen when I tell you that an anomaly like you will simply destroy anything outside of the antivoid. I didn’t do that (Y/n)... You did. You’re so much more than an anomaly. So much worse. So much more… Like me.” He chuckled, sending a shiver down my spine. Was what he said true? If that was the case then why would Ink have put me there? It couldn’t be true, Error had to be the one to do that… Right?

[e-icreator23]

TW: BLOOD/ANIMAL DEATH

Ku is willing to kill...

Animals

But Moon is shook and scared that Ku would do that.

He's a huge animal lover and doesn't know how to react

[yanderes-galore]

Sans from Undertale romantic concept, please?

Combined these two as my concepts tend to default to human darlings. Not proofread!

Yandere Alphabet For Sans Here

Undertale Masterlist For Other Content

Yandere! Sans The Skeleton Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Human Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Overprotective behavior, Manipulation, Slight clingy behavior, Possessive behavior, Self-Aware Sans, Kidnapping mentioned, Violence mentioned, Sans is slowly going insane, Forced/Dubious relationship.

Honestly, Sans is probably one of the most laid-back yanderes.

He's naturally lazy as is, which probably carries into his obsession.

I combined these two requests because I naturally default to a human darling when I write.

He would make a terrifying yet laid-back yandere due to the knowledge he holds.

Maybe he's even known you from other timelines, similar to other Sans AUs I've done.

Which may be an idea that feeds into his obsession.

Similar to canon Undertale Sans, I feel as a yandere he would be more than meets the eye.

To you he just seems like a laid-back protective skeleton that you naturally see around all the time.

He seems nice to be around and you just don't suspect anything weird.

Yet you have no idea how much he knows about you...

You have no clue about his powers, or how much he cares about you.

This probably isn't even the first time you two have met, but you don't know that, you wouldn't even understand it if he told you.

Truthfully, Sans has met you and fallen for you many times.

It's just after every reset... you never seem to remember fully.

That's one way to work for Sans, it works betters with a monster darling.

However, for a human darling you could view it like this.

Maybe you are a human with Frisk or even replace Frisk who thinks no one else knows about the resets.

Soon you'll find out that's untrue once Sans stops pretending he doesn't.

In fact, an even better idea is you keep resetting the timeline to try and fix Sans' obsession with you.

Soon you'll have to eventually tire out, right?

His obsession isn't going to go away... it'll just persist through timelines.

Just your luck.

But, enough of that, how is he as a yandere?

As said before, usually very docile at first.

He would treat you like any other human he's seen, even if it's all just an act.

Sans would be a very "casual" stalker.

He mostly stays out of sight due to his teleportation, but when he's caught he easily plays it off.

Oh, he was just check in on you.

He's just being a kind friend.

His more sinister behavior is unbelievable unless you actually see it.

For example, you do a Genocide Run.

You'd think he hates you after that, maybe somewhere in him he does, yet he can't seem to let this obsession go.

Definitely just follows you around it plays it off for the most part.

But I do think there's times he does get jealous to the point he feels he needs to step in.

Oh, is he interrupting something? Sorry!

Sans is around you all the time.

He is even capable of subtle threats towards other monsters, or maybe even you if you push him.

He is capable of using his powers, but would rather not resort to violence if he doesn't have to.

He prefers not to be like Chara.

I did say in other concepts that Sans would kidnap.

However I feel it would be a last ditch effort.

You'd have to make him desperate enough to do it as he is so laid-back.

Laid-back does not mean harmless.

Sans is capable of some heinous things, he just has self-control.

He wants you to have freedoms, unless you're going to hurt him in some way.

He may even pretend he's no longer madly in love with you after a reset to keep you around longer.

I just think the idea of Sans knowing more than he lets on like in canon is a fun idea to toy with when speaking about his obsession.

Truthfully, you are both the only ones aware of your resets.

So why bother resetting anymore?

No matter what you do... in some way Sans will love you.

So why not accept him?

He's sure he'll find some way to keep you in one timeline beside him.

After all, you drive him insane with every reset.

He doesn't understand what you want.

Sans loves you, he wants you...

One way or another he'll find a way to have you... even if it requires breaking that dreaded reset button or convincing you to stay with him willingly.

[yandere-sins]

Not to be the monsterfucker y'all know and love but I was running around, clearing the map today a bit while I was waiting for a visitor and I found these absolute UNITS of skeletons (They are called Death Shepherds):

Like HELLO???? I don't even mean that sexually but WHY ARE THEY SO FREAKIN' HOT???? (Sorry for the crap resolution on the first pic, I forgot screenshot's existed and used my phone, but then I remembered.)

Also they were HUGE BOYS (yes, plural, there were 2. Like Gale certainly has BJ height at most next to them, they were MASSIVE CHUNKS OF SKELETON AND ARMOR!!) compared to everyone else, even my Dragonborn Tav, and they kept reanimating the ghouls (which weren't as pretty), so I told my friend who was obviously appalled by how infatuated I was with the skeletons really tickled my inspiration for them, and I was thinking...

Yandere skeletons that are just your scary dog privilege, protection squad.

(And no, we are not sexualizing this time, this is not Sans Undertale.)

You should have died that day you met them, but without any apparent reason, they didn't attack you. They just watch you with their holes for eyes, ever so slightly creeping closer. It's not until the ghouls sticking around them notice you that you get into grave danger. You see those hungry, violent creatures charge at you, their claws scraping over stone and dirt as they come for your life, when, suddenly, the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air and then flesh fills the crossroad where your unfortunate encounter takes place.

The scream ripping from your throat gets stuck as the head of the ghoul that attacked you rolls up to your feet, a now bloody sword lowering again as you hear the other ghouls whimper—whimper!—before they take off the other way. Instead, the two skeletons stalk closer, their armor rattling as if they were still living, breathing beings going off to war. Instead, one bends down, inspecting you with soulless eyes, its hand coming up to cup your cheek as if concerned with the horror etched into your face.

There's no getting rid of them. After standing around for what feels like ages, you are as confused as you are increasingly in a hurry to get away. Once you take enough steps away to turn your back to them without fearing being struck down, you make a mad dash for your life, running until your thighs burn and lungs beg for a moment to breathe—only to hear their armor rattle behind you.

Honestly, purely from a travel companion point of view, you cannot ask for anyone better. They are swift and skilled in battle, scaring away anyone who dares to come close to you, and incredibly low maintenance, as they don't need food or shelter, really. But they aren't mindless goons either, and that's where things get crazy.

Because one night, they decide they deserve cuddles for all the good they do.

As if being watched by the darkness in their eye sockets while you sleep isn't bad enough, you feel the hard armor press to your back one night, an arm—clothed but mere bones—wrapping around you from behind, face nestling into the nape of your neck. You can kind of come to terms with them trotting behind you all day, never saying anything, never leaving your side. You might even be thankful for their help when they keep robbers and goblins at bay and you out of any harm's way. Hell, you let them watch you do anything like eat, sleep, and—despite feeling unwarranted shame rake its claws down your body—bathe. But this was getting out of hand.

It could have been okay if it had only been a moment, but learning that these creatures sought out contact this intimate freaks you out. And it's never just a moment of putting their souls at ease, no. Because no matter how much you wriggle, they won't let go of you, their scraggy fingers digging into your flesh. You'll have to wait for them to switch if you want to try and escape, leaving everything behind to make a run for it in the middle of the night. But in stark contrast to you, who ran into the darkness without the time to collect things, they have all their belongings on them if they pick up their swords, and they can run endlessly without worrying about aches and stamina, catching up to you quickly. You'll just hang your head and be escorted back to camp when you decide to stop panicking, only for them to take the opportunity to rearrange and occupy both sides of your bedroll as they please once you want to lay down for another sleepless night.

It's not like you can get rid of them. You can't take them both on and if one falls, the other will just bring it back to life in an endless circle. You saw it before; no doubt it will happen again. Even if you talk to them, ask them questions, or shoo them away, they don't budge and cannot answer, getting into motion again only if you do. The most they ever give you to indicate their thoughts is laying their head to the side as if they don't understand you. Or admire you. Or stare at you adoringly. Who knows.

Things turn from bad to worse when you decide to end your adventure and return home. The stares you receive when you enter the city you live in with your hulking, undead companions are mortifying. Some people faint on the spot; others scream. And the two try to fight anyone trying to squeeze past them, seeing them as possible enemies to you. They made sure your life will never be the same. Neither friends nor family can get close to you, and no one dares to talk with you, trade, or even look your way. These two are creating a life where you'll be separated from anyone but them, and you begin to doubt they are doing it unintentionally. You'll never be able to free yourself unless you find a group that manages to actually kill them both.

But then again, as you stare at the night sky, stars twinkling above you, you can't help but feel bad for the two boney companions hugging you and resting their hard heads on your chest. The same ones that are so scarily indifferent, yet swift and merciless in a fight, straight out of a horror story with blood splattered on their white faces and swords in hand. Yet, they pick up flowers for you on the way or clean your equipment while you're asleep, hunting food for you and preparing it so you can cook and eat it right away. They are like needy puppies, putting their heads on top of yours while you read the map or admire the scenery, or hold onto your sleeve as you walk through a dark cave so you don't get lost. Clearly, they have some lingering sentiment, searching for warmth and affection from you. There's nowhere for you to run or hide, as they have all the time and strength to go after you. Maybe you shouldn't have given them names, shouldn't have treated them kindly when you started to travel together. But all these regrets come now when it's already too late.

Because they will let nothing and no one take you from them, no matter who or what they have to fight, just so they can have you all to themselves.

Their pretty, little, alive darling with a heart that races so fast whenever they do anything, be it scare or love you. 

__________________

Bonus points for you somehow dying despite their efforts (traps and magic are a bitch to avoid), so they keep reviving you, and they either... 

a.) succeed, and now you owe them your life and have to live with the knowledge of what it's like to die and that they'll most likely keep reviving you, even if you die of old age. So you'll suffer eternally with them.

b.) don't succeed, and can't accept/don't understand you're dead, so they carry your body around, trying to show you all the pretty things they learned you like as you slowly decay in their arms until you are a mere skeleton like them, so they lay you to rest in a grave with them, coming alive only when someone tries to rob your grave before returning to slumber next to you. You three won't even be apart in death.

Like, sorry guys, that's my emotional support yandere skeleton beloved ♥

[jamimix]

Nothing to Fear

Yandere Sans!Undertale x Reader

This is so random (●v●) I'm not in the fandom anymore. But since @iloveartaaa said pls, I'mma just post it.

Also, this was made some time in 2019(?) so it's not gonna be that well-written. Didn't proof read this either so...

Warnings: Mentions of killing, Stalking

It's already midnight when you stepped out of your workplace, tired and wanting to go home. Luckily, it's only 15 minutes away from your house if you take the right shortcuts. Though, you still felt annoyed at having stay out this late.

Blame goes to your stupid coworker who kept getting you in trouble.

As you walked, you couldn't help but feel as if you're being watched, a bit of paranoia getting to you. You would've ignored it, but your gut says that this probably isn't from your usual stalker.

Ahh yes, your stalker. You knew of him too, quite close to him in fact. But you never really minded, felt safer to have at least someone watching over you to make sure you're safe. And he only ever stalked you when you're outside, so it's fine.

Though, of course, he doesn't know that you know.

Turning a corner, you suddenly hear a scream from where you were. Curious, you turned back to the corner and took a peek.

And then you quickly turned around and walked away from the... disturbing scene.

Ignoring it with the thought of just going home. You felt like you should be shocked, disgusted, or even afraid. But honestly? You're not even shaken from what you saw.

You knew from the moment that you caught each others gaze that he's not as -for the lack of a better word- stable as he seems. And the fact that he's a stalker, well... that doesn't really scream sane, does it?

Sans has always been...something.

You're not sure if he knew that you saw, ('he does' your mind supplies.) but right now, your main course of actions is to really just go home. This has been quite a bothersome day.

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Why are you not surprised that he's already at your home? The lights are off, the only way that you knew of him being here is because of his glowing eyelights. You held back an annoyed sigh as you stare back at him through the dark.

"What are you doing here, Sans?" You say, breaking the silence. Though, he chose to remain silent, just watching you. You rolled your eyes at him and looked towards where the light switch should be.

You moved towards it, but before you could, you suddenly found yourself in an almost bone-crushing embrace of the skeleton. Trying to pull away was fruitless, as he only tighten his grip, leaving you gasping a bit for air.

You sighed annoyed and then grimaced as you inhaled the stench of iron.

"....you need bath" you grumbled, face squished on his hoodie making your words come out as a mumble. He heard it anyways, the surprised chuckle says so.

"Of all things..." You hear him say, more to himself, in surprise.

Another silence then enveloped you both. Not uncomfortable, yet not comfortable either. Well, that's what you think the atmosphere felt like. You're legs are kinda getting a bit too tired, so you let yourself go limp, closing your eyes in the process.

Surprised (again), Sans adjusted his hold on you so that you wouldn't fall. A part of him worried, thinking that you suddenly just passed out. But a large part of him is quite giddy to have you in his arms.

Now holding you bridestyle, he couldn't help but grin wider with the already permanent smile on his face. He's not sure why you're not screaming and trying to get away from him, but he's not going to complain about it. This is basically saying that you're accepting him for who he is.

This is a blessing.

He couldn't help the laughter that came out at the thought. From the Underground, he and all of the other monsters, with the help of a human child, got out. The humans on the surface welcomed them with open arms, an 'apology' for the years of imprisonment.

When he and Papyrus moved here at the surface, he met you. The moment he saw you, it was like love at first sight. He was smitten.

It was then that he followed you around. Even became close friends with you just so he could have an excuse to hang out. And then now, even after getting caught killing someone, you seemed fine with it, with him.

He sure is lucky, isn't he?

But his expression darken when his thoughts went to the resets that he had gone through. No matter how many times that Frisk apologized, it can never fix what's been broken.

A sudden tap to his cheek brought him back from his thoughts. Looking down, he sees you staring at him with a questioning gaze.

"You 'kay?" He beamed at your worry, eyelights turning to heart shapes.

"S'nothin'" He says to you, holding you closer to him as he nuzzle his face to yours. You fluster at the action, but didn't do anything to stop him, merely letting him do what he wants.

Safe to say that, he'll N E V E R let you go.

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I cringe at my past self. my writing sucks.

[bae04xx]

Cam you write a yandere dream sans x reader please

im a little rusty with the undertale aus so sorry if this is out of character 😭 i tried my hardest xx

this is so shit man i’m sorryyyy

kinda yandere dream sans x reader

fluff ☁️

dream lay in between my legs, his head resting up against me as he read. some new book he had been raving about, i’d been struggling to focus, or even listen to anything for the last couple of days- it’s been getting on my nerves. after being cooped up in this.. space? i’m not really sure what it was called, you get a bit stuck in your own head. too conscious of your own thoughts, i get like that. it gets worse when dream is off doing god knows what for hours at a time- he doesn’t tell me much, never has, you just get used to be in the dark, doesn’t make it any more bearable but it makes you expect it.

“y/n? y/n?” dream calls out to me, breaking me from my mental rant.

“huh? yeah sorry,” i reply sheepishly as i hear a sigh from him, he places his book down.

“what are you thinking about?” he beams, i can feel him smiling despite not being able to see.

“nothing much, just wondering what you’re reading,” i lie, i know he can tell but he goes along with it anyway.

“you feel quite tense for just that,” he chuckles, “i’m going to have to meet blue and ink soon, we’ve got some things to figure out,” he massages my thigh as i lean back, exhaling softly before i decide what to say.

“..why don’t i come?” i speak, just above a whisper, my question makes him go slightly rigid.

“well, y/n, um. i’ll have to think about it,” he stammers, unsure of what to say. dream is one of the most positive people i know, i never usually see him looking for his words.

“it’s alright, i just thought it’d be nice to meet your friends, considering you spend so much time with them,”

“trust me i spent a lot more time with them before i met you, and they’re starting to have a few questions about that. maybe it’d be good if you met them,” he announced, jumping up and dusting himself off.

i quickly followed, letting him guide me to where we we’re going.

after a strange way of transportation, we arrived. there were 2 other skeletons like him, one with a paint brush and another with a blue bandana- they suited their names. who i presumed was blue jumped up when he saw me, cocking his head at dream, while ink stayed seated, his eyes narrowed at me.

“WHO’S THIS!?” blue demanded, attempting to rush over to me, only to be pulled back by ink. dream had spoken very little of them both beyond their names but i could guess ink was in charge by his demeanour.

“this is y/n, she’s been living with me for the past couple of months. i thought she should meet you two,” he smiled, his arm firmly around my waist.

“and you bought her to a meeting?” ink questioned, a slight bite in his voice.

“HELLO HUMAN Y/N, DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?” blue almost screamed, i didn’t really know what to say.

“it’s nice to meet you y/n,” ink said, a forced politeness to me, i could tell he didn’t mean to be rude but there was something beneath the surface. “can we speak to you alone dream?” he asked, tapping his bony fingers rhythmically against the table.

“of course you can, y/n would you mind going into the other room?” he asked, pointing to a wooden door to my left, i walked off, ignoring the goodbyes from the 3 skeletons.

there i tried to drown out their argument, i heard my name being thrown around like a game of piggy in the middle. dream drastically trying to defend not only me but myself, ink interrogating him about where i came from, who i was, if i was dangerous and how much of a risk i made them. and blue was just joining in, asking so many questions about me. i desperately tried to ignore it, wishing for some headphones, or at least to be put in a room far, far away from them.

after an hour of being on my own, dream burst into the room, a tired, forced smile on his face.

“y/n! come on, we’re going,” we sighed, trying his best to keep his normal bubbly energy up.

“what even happened?” i asked as he dragged my arm lightly.

“we’ll discuss this next time,” ink spoke calmly, clearly with ruffled feathers.

“there’s nothing more to discuss.” dream said sternly, ending the conversation- you could cut the atmosphere with a knife.

when we got home i was still very confused, as always.

“what was that all about?” i asked, while dream held me, he had told me before that my presence alone can calm him down, so i think that’s what he needed right now.

no response.

“dream?” i questioned again, waiting for an answer.

5 minutes of silence went by before he stated,

“they want to take you away from me.”

“what?” i didn’t know how to feel, or what to say, dream was trying his hardest to stay calm and remain in a happy place, yet the way he was acting was eerie.

“but i’m not going to let them do that, you’re never leaving me. i promise.”

[bigoltrashpile]

Could I maybe request some yandere skeletons with reader (poly prefred but I'll take any, love your writting) - 🦢

Absolutely swan!! I hope you're doing okay! Tw for kidnapping and stalking, the normal yandere stuff

You seemed to attract skeletons. Which would sound like you were a serial killer, but thankfully all the skeletons were monsters, and not dead humans.

There were a few who were regulars at your job at Grillby's speakeasy, a couple who frequented the same stores as you, and one who even took the same bus home that you did. It was like you were a skele-magnet!

All of them were very handsome, you had to admit, but you were way too awkward to make a move on any of them. Although a few of them seemed to try to make a move on you.

"heya doll~" Speak of the devil. "can ya get me the usual?"

You smiled at Butch. "Of course! Anything else?"

"depends, are you on the menu?~"

Despite the fact that he had used that line dozens of times, you felt your face light up a bit. "I-I'll get you that burger." You walked away as quick as you could, trying to ignore the amused chuckle from behind you.

Though the attention was nice, you didn't want to get involved with Butch, since he was a famous mobster. You were pretty sure the other skeletons were in the mafia as well, but just because someone dresses nice doesn't mean they're a criminal! Thankfully, you only had about twenty minutes left on your shift, so you wouldn't have to deal with these conflicted feelings for much longer.

You continued to wait on the other customers, before noticing that there were a few other skeletons sitting at the bar. Sans and Slim, two other regulars, waved you over.

"hey honey," Slim grinned. The cigarette in his mouth gave off a surprisingly nice smell. "how's it goin?"

"Okay," you admitted. "I'm going home soon, so that's good. Can I get you anything?"

"ketchup," Sans requested. "do ya need someone to walk ya home?"

Although Sans was probably the dorkiest and friendliest looking monster you'd ever met, you never took him up on the offer. Though it was scary going home alone at night, it was scarier to have a barely-acquaintance knowing where you lived. "No thank you," you turned him down as politely as you could. "I'm a big kid, I can make it home myself."

Sans chuckled at the joke. "suit yourself." At the words, he tugged at his lapel, making sure you knew it was a pun.

You covered your mouth to hide your laugh as Slim groaned. "I'll get that ketchup for you."

As you went back to the bar, you didn't notice the three skeletons exchanging knowing looks. By the time you returned, they were back to their normal, flirty, punning selves.

Before you knew it, your shift was over, and you began the long journey home. Even though Grillby's was a far distance from your apartment (and technically illegal), it paid very well, and the customers were surprisingly more polite than at a less shady establishment.

You hopped on the bus, relieved to finally be off your feet after a long day. As usual, there was a skeleton sitting a few seats away from you. You didn't know his name, but he had bright blue eyelights, and almost looked like Sans. He gave you a friendly smile before turning back to his book.

The bus ride was uneventful, as usual. You yawned, exhausted. After a moment, you let your eyes drift shut, and before you knew it, you had fallen asleep.

You woke suddenly to a strong hand gently shaking your shoulder. "EXCUSE ME?" You yelped and turned to whoever was shaking you. It was the skeleton. "ISN'T THIS YOUR STOP?"

You whipped around and jumped when you realized you had slept through the whole bus ride. "Shit, yes it is! Thank you so much!" You leapt out of your seat and stumbled off the bus. In your rush, you didn't notice the skeleton getting off the bus after you.

Thank goodness that skeleton was so kind, if you had to walk an extra fifteen minutes you would have been furious. You relaxed as your apartment came closer. Your feet seemed to guide themselves along your familiar route, and you let your mind drift off. Thanks to that, you didn't even notice the shadowy figures waiting in the alley ahead.

As you passed the alley, a hand shot out and grabbed you by the wrist. You tried to scream, but you didn't even get a peep out before you were silenced by a rag pressed over your mouth and nose. You could feel your attacker's claws pressing into your cheeks.

"Just Relax." A strangely familiar voice purred into your ear. "We Won't Hurt You."

Like hell you were going to relax! You flailed your arms and legs as hard as you could and held your breath in order to not breathe in the whatever-the-hell was on the rag.

Out of nowhere, a few other hands grabbed your limbs. The only thing you could move was your eyes. You were finally forced to breathe, and to your horror, your eyes became heavy. As you slowly lost consciousness, you vaguely recognized the blue eyes of the skeleton from the bus.

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The thing that woke you up was a pounding headache. You winced and rolled over further into your pillow. You breathed in the smell of fabric softener and-

Wait.

That wasn't the right smell.

This wasn't your pillow.

Immediately, the memories came flooding back. You sat up as fast as you could, despite the pain behind your eyes.

You frantically looked around the room. Yup, this definitely wasn't your room. It was way bigger than your room, was lavishly decorated, and had bars over the windows. Oh yeah, and there was a skeleton sitting in the corner.

"Relax," the skeleton said softly. He stood up, raising his hands to show he wasn't armed. "You're Safe Here. Are You Okay?"

You winced, finally recognizing the skeleton. "P-Papyrus?" He was another skeleton that you knew from work. "You're the one that kidnapped me??"

"Well, Kind Of? Not Really?" Papyrus winced, clearly not happy with the way his words were coming out. "Me And My Family Took You."

Before you could make your brain work enough to ask one of the many questions running through your mind, the door opened. "Are They Awake?" You had noticed this skeleton at your local grocery store, just as sharp looking as Butch, but with purple eyes.

Papyrus nodded, and the skeleton stepped into the room. After him, more and more came in. You shrunk further into the bed, as if the blankets would protect you from your kidnappers. To your horror, you recognized every single one of them. From Butch to Sans to the skeleton from the bus, to some you had just seen around town.

"W-what's going on?" You tried to sound demanding, but it came out as weak and trembling.

"we love you," Sans said simply. He said it so casually, it was like he had just ordered his usual bottle of ketchup at Grillby's.

Your jaw fell open. "What?"

"We Love You," the purple skeleton said. He rolled his eyes. "How Hard Is It To Understand?"

"leave 'em alone bro," the lanky skeleton frowned. "they're confused, and too sweet to assume somethin' like that!"

"WE'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU FOR QUITE SOME TIME." Another tall skeleton said. You glanced down and noticed in horror that he had sharp claws, just like the one who had drugged you. "AND WE HAVE FINALLY TAKEN ACTION."

Butch approached and sat on the side of the bed. You whimpered as he stroked your hair. "we're...dangerous, doll. we knew ya'd never be with us normally, so..." He shrugged, as if kidnapping you was an obvious solution.

"You won't get away with this," you glared. "Someone will notice I'm gone! Grillby, o-or one of my friends-"

"paid off," Slim interrupted. "or blackmailed."

"We Own The Cops," the blue eyed skeleton from the bus grinned.

"face it," Sans grinned. If it weren't for your horrifying situation, his casual smile and body language would have been relaxing. Right now, though, it was chilling. "ya ain't gettin' out of here." His eyes suddenly changed into hearts. "you're ours now. and we're never gonna let you go."

[undertale-writing-times]

Hello! Can you do 69. “I'll keep you safe.” from the Yandere Prompt with Axe, please? ^^

Of course! And thank you for putting the prompt ^^

Axe couldn't remember the last time that he loved someone as much as he loved his datemate. Not because of his bad memory, but more because of how much he loved them.

Yeah, he loved his sibling, Noodle, but it felt different with Y/n. Maybe because they made him feel normal? Whenever they were around, he felt like he was just… him. He didn't feel like he was the bad guy that killed so many people. He didn't feel like the crazy, scary looking, giant skeleton… he just felt like Sans again.

Even though he knew that he could never go back to that time.

He could never be that again.

Even so, he still liked how Y/n made him feel, and every time they had to leave him, he felt like he was suffocating; and he hated it! He hated it whenever they had to leave, sometimes he would make excuses and other times, he would hold onto them and act like he was asleep, so they would have to stay.

They really thought that he was a heavy sleeper… he wasn't. He never was, and he was so happy that they didn't know that.

The last few days, he's been noticing something. They would look at their phone, then sigh, looking uncomfortable, and turn it off. When they went to the bathroom, he checked, and there were messages from some random number.

What he read from them, annoyed him. The random person was talking about taking HIS Y/n out on a date! What kind of idiot does this person think that Y/n is? Why would they lower themselves to have to date some… unnamed human?! He growls at the thought, and puts the phone down. He would plan a few things…

When Y/n came back from the bathroom, he slipped his arms around them loosely, and rests his head down against their shoulder, looking at their face, "I'll… keep ya safe… ya know that, r-…right?" His eyeshine shoots up to look at their face.

They laugh, looking down at him and kiss his cheek "Yeah, I know you would. You silly skelly." They had no idea that he looked at their phone, and he was sure that he wouldn't tell them. He's going to find out who that other person is though, and deal with them himself.

Nobody is allowed to try to take his datemate away from him, he didn't care who that person was! He would protect Y/n from the world if they were against them.