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Im herr to vent some date everything stuff cause i just wanna spill some beans .
But i just wanna see some scraps were reader gets freaky with some of the household objects and accidently lets them on some i mean by are Ben-Hwa or betty or hear me out please after the glassess are given reader leads them on some i just wanna hear people wright about are Friar errol , hanks or harper and dirk even johnny splash or anybody
-ps love your works just wanted to vent about date everything .
From 🧠 anon
Y/n isn't the one getting freaky it's the damn datable's cause like you got Ben-Hwa who literally wants to get in y/n and he is single because he's comfortable that way and y/n just wants to play papas freezeria on his PC but can't because he remembers that Mac is his fucking computer and many other things.
*Ben-Hwa puts hand on y/n's shoulder*
Ben-Hwa: "I want to be inside of you, tonight."
Y/n: "excuse me, what?"
Y/n also tries to go on his normal day and during summer, y/n forgets that his objects can seem him and sometimes just goes around in his house in boxers and nothing else because it's fucking hot and has the ac on with being in front of a fan all day do even just brings Fantina into his room but forgets to wear the glasses so y/n just basically picked up Fantina and carried her to his room because it's so damn hot and once y/n went to do some laundry while it was hot as shit and forgot about Drysdale, Washford, Dirk and Harper so now they have seen y/n almost naked and y/n kinda just lays in bed wondering If they can sleep over at a friend's house because they can't deal with this damn house sometimes cause y/n doesn't wanna hear screaming down stairs from Dirk and Harper again.
Every damn yandere object in the house to y/n like.
I do image just y/n sometimes trying to help the objects with anything they need and once y/n was covered in lipstick kisses cause Barry Styles was trying to find a kiss proof lipstick.
Also y/n only has talked to Sophia like four times because he is overwhelmed on how freaky she gets to him and has to get out of there as soon as possible. If he can't handle the fucking toilet dateable then he definitely can't handle Sophia. The Hanks if they get realized, they'll of course go do the dangerous stunts and stuff but after will come back and wanna start a family with y/n and then somehow they adopted a bady cause y/n is a dude so why not adopt so the Hanks will do that if they ever get realized.
(anyways that's it for my yap session today! Hopefully you guys like it and if you do please don't be shy and request any ideas for stories or y/n's you have! But for now please stay safe and drink water!)
#yandere date everything#date everything x you#date everything x reader#date everything game#date everything#yandere x male reader#x male reader#yandere x reader#yandere x you#male reader#yandere x darling
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You know how, irl, people get fascinated and turned on by the IDEA Of a yandere? And how a yandere, ofc, stalks and learns as much as they can about their darling? I just imagine the Yandere using that to their advantage and to their Darling's horror. "Oh, but you like this don't you? You've read so many smutty tumblr stories about being taken and taken and held hostage. You reblogged so many headcanons about a character killing your bully or that co-worker you hate. I know all your questionable porn tastes. I know all your deep, dark secrets. I know your violent vent posts that I got to enact for you, Darling! I've given you everything you've ever fantasized about, so of course you'll love me. <3" And of course, the yandere fails to realize that any of those behaviors or actions in real life is absolutely, gut-wrenchingly horrifying. But they think they're giving their darling everything they could ever want, and they'll continue to do so until they stop playing hard to get.
Ngl, probably one of my worst fears for the future, but thanks for requesting because it makes good yandere content :'D
I'm imagining a really smug yandere, you know? One that thinks they are doing you such a big favor and give you all their love by expressing it this way. But in reality, they don't even realize how messed up it is.
They were just breaking into your home after you went to bed to admire their darling from afar for a little bit. They are not daring to stir you from your sleep when they can stand beside you and watch. It is enough; they won't be greedy. But they couldn't have known they'd find the holy grail of smut and depravity on your bookshelf when they started browsing as their curiosity got the better of them. They are almost appalled by their darling, if not for the fact that when they browse through the pages of a random book, the words kidnapping, stalking, love, murder, and quite a few more seem like a temptation made for them especially.
So, you actually like that kind of stuff, huh?
Someone following you on a dark street, their steps noticeable but their face masked as they are always just five steps behind you. You run, they run. There's a red rose on your windowsill the next day. It scares you, but they know now that you are just pretending. That your heart is beating faster now, elated by the chase and the promise of love it brings. The fact that you have your own mad person excites you. The yan continues to borrow one book after the other, annotates them, and takes notes for themselves before putting them back onto your shelf for you to find one day, horrified to see lots of "I'd love to do this to you," "How about I kill the coworker you hate—would that make you love me?" and "Love this, love you, always you" in them.
They thought being a silent observer, loving you from afar, was the way to be with you. But they can't help but masturbate to the sex scenes, thinking about how they'd reenact them with you. Your books will be devastatingly ruined by stains and tears in the pages as they have either ripped out a scene to save for later or bit into the book as they've hit their orgasm. Your bookshelf was a collection of dark romance before, but now it is literally the remnant of a massacre of the once neat collection.
But of course, they won't stop there.
Everyone gets sick of reading books someday, even though it's been nice doing it sitting next to you—part of the yan hoping you might wake up and they get to act out some of the scenes you read about. However, there are more things to uncover and learn from. Your public social media they've stalked so far was nice and dandy, but the favorites and posts you hide on your private computer have so much potential to learn from.
The yan can learn about all these little desires of yours. The masks you like, how you want to be taken, cared for, and loved forever. You seem to believe in soulmates—crazy! They do, too! If the yan is delusional enough, it turns out that you two are so similar to each other—a perfect match. Even the kinks they didn't share with you before can be arranged with enough dedication to you. They'll make preparations so you'll be able to ease into these depraved things that you kept hidden from them. You might have been afraid to act on your desires, but the yan is ready to let you live them out to the fullest.
Never mind that you cry after being chased home, it's what you wanted, right? It doesn't matter how you actually feel when they harass and stalk you, leave you little notes and flowers everywhere, because they are just doing what your book-partners would do (it worked for them, after all). You wanted the yan to be possessive over you; why are you sad that no one wants to be your friend when the yan went to the trouble of making sure everyone would be too scared to approach you? And really, aren't you grateful for the yan taking care of your coworker problem? Was sending you their pinky not enough proof of their love?
How come you don't love them yet? When will you love them like the protagonists of your books?
Haven't they done enough? Are you seriously saying you don't like their gifts and dedication to you? Or perhaps you are just trying to play hard to get... of course! That must be it. You are so lovely; you must know that you deserve to be desired immensely. Only they can desire you as much as to go to such lengths, but perhaps it hasn't been enough yet. You deserve more. You are waiting for the yan to prove their undying, absolute love for you. It must be something big, something extraordinary. Something that will show you just how much they care about your interests and especially you.
They will take you and give you the life you want—you deserve.
Even if you hate them for it.
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Hi hope you’re doing ok ! Would it be alright if I request a Short story for yandere romance MK where the reader(if possible female if not gn is fine) finds out about his weird dark hobbies /thoughts. Reader tries to keep her distance only for it to backfire immediately. Now reader is trying to escape from MK only for the reader to bump into Mei, hoping to be helped the reader goes to her only for dragon girl to trick them and lead them back to MK much to the reader betrayal and MK joy 🌺anon
Sure! Doesn't look like I added your anon name to my list... so I'll do that before this is posted :) Anyways, I hope I did well... Here's delusional MK having Mei help him keep you for himself.
Two Faced
Yandere! MK Oneshot (With Enabler! Mei)
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Stalking, Mei enables MK, Implied kidnapping, Delusional behavior, Clingy behavior, Secret picture taking, Unwanted affection (Kisses and hugs), Consensual turned forced relationship.

It was hard to say 'no' when it came to your ex, MK. He didn't force you into anything... but it was hard to stand your ground when he gave you those damn puppy eyes. Unfortunately... you were going to hit your limit at some point.
MK had always been... clingy. Clingy to the point it began to cause problems in your life. You loved him, you really did...
But he could never leave his girlfriend alone if he tried.
You immediately knew something was wrong when you noticed MK's strange behavior. Normally you never suspected a thing, he was just clingy and overly attentive. He's such a sweetheart...
One who apparently stalks his girlfriend.
It was when you found his diary and secret photo album that you noticed MK's behavior. You had a feeling he was watching you. With all those powers of his, anything was possible...
Those items were your breaking point.
You had broken up with MK since you found out his behavior. It was a difficult process, MK didn't make it easy to leave him. Not with all his pleading and tears....
You had distanced yourself from MK after the breakup. You knew he wasn't taking it well. How could you not when he kept blowing up your phone or kept trying to follow you around?
Mei had been the one you usually go to in order to vent. You had told her all about MK's behavior. You worry about him, but at the same time, you're concerned about his unhealthy behavior.
Mei always smiles and nods, listening to your pleas. She's a good friend of MK's too, yet she knows he's been strange lately. It hurts you both to see him cry... but he'll get over it...
....
He never did.
"Baby, please! I miss you!" MK pleads as you run. His condition has only seemed to worsen since the last time you saw him. Has he even showered properly?
"You were supposed to be my girl! I'm sorry I messed up, baby... please come back! I'll be better!" MK yells while you run through the quickly darkening streets.
He had waited until after work to confront you. You had just gotten out of your own job, expecting to walk home like normal. Unfortunately, when you got home...
MK was there with a nervous smile, twitching eagerly as he tried to go in for a hug.
After that you had ditched. You needed to run. You needed to go find help... but who could you—?
Your eyes widen when you see the familiar green attire of your friend. You run down an alley, waiting for MK to pass, before approaching Mei. Tears are in your eyes... you're out of breath...
"Help...!" You plead, Mei giving you a surprised look.
"Hey, girl... what's wrong?" Mei asks, looking concerned with you being so out of breath.
"MK... He's lost it! You gotta help me... I don't know how to fix this...!" You plead, Mei nodding in thought.
"... alright, come on, let's fix this." Mei agrees, quietly taking your hand. You give a thankful smile and follow your friend gratefully.
You're led through the streets. You assume Mei might take you somewhere to get help, or maybe even let you rest at her home. Either way... you feel very comforted by your friend...
However...
After a few minutes you find yourself in front of MK.
"W-What are you doing!?" You plead, looking at Mei with hurt eyes. Her own gaze is conflicted... yet determined.
"You wanted to fix things... right?" Mei whispers, glancing at MK. "In order to do that... maybe you two should talk?"
You can't believe what you're hearing.
"Mei! You found her! You actually found her!" MK squeals, giddy over the fact he finally has his girlfriend back. "Yes! Come here, baby...."
You yelp when MK pulls you into a bone crushing hug, Mei awkwardly watching from the side. She feels horrible... you didn't deserve this. But at the same time...
She couldn't bear to watch MK cry over you anymore, it only made him more destructive....
You struggle but MK is stronger than you. He peppers you in kisses and hugs, whispering pet names as he clings to you. You can't tell if you want to cry... or scream....
"Thank you so much, Mei..." MK whispers, glancing up at his friend. "I'm going to take my baby home now, she and I have some... catching up to do."
Mei nods quietly, watching as MK drags you down the street. You're struggling, tears brimming your eyes as you look to Mei for help. Mei hesitates... but doesn't react.
MK needs you...
Hopefully things go back to normal after this since he has you... right?
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*crashes through window* Did someone say yandere prompt requests? How fun! K3 with Noir please. Good to see you writing again! Hope you're doing well :)
Hehehehehehehe, yes, yandere Noir is one of my favorites >:3c
He was right behind you. You knew he was, even though you didn't dare look. You could practically feel his breath on your neck, despite how fast you were running.
You rounded a corner, slamming into the wall as you did. You couldn't risk slowing down. A dark chuckle behind you sent a jolt of fear down your spine.
Frantic, you ducked into a nearby room, slamming the door behind you. A few photos on the wall fell with the force of it. You didn't care. Your pursuer was right outside.
"COME BACK OUT, MY LOVE," his teasing voice rang through the house. You could practically hear his grin. "RUNNING ISN'T GOING TO SAVE YOU."
You grit your teeth as you turned to the window. You were on the third story of this house, but you wouldn't let that stop you. There was no way you were staying here, at the mercy of whatever he had in store. You threw the window open, looking down at the dizzying fall.
Your stomach churned, but you didn't have time for anything fancy. Carefully, you started to climb out the window. Maybe, if you climbed down as far as you could and aimed for those bushes over ther-
Something grabbed you from behind.
A terrified scream escaped you. You thrashed and fought as hard as you could, but your attacker barely seemed to notice. You were pulled harshly away from the window, your freedom slipping further and further away.
"A VALIANT EFFORT, PET, BUT A USELESS ONE." Noir, your former friend, purred into your ear. "YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT I WOULDN'T LET YOU ESCAPE THAT EASILY."
"Please, let me go!" you screamed. "Why are you doing this?!"
Noir pulled you out of the room, back into the hallway. He pet your hair soothingly, like you were a frightened cat. "BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, AND YOU ARE MINE. I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU ALREADY." His voice was infuriatingly calm, but held a hint of humor.
Tears sprung to your eyes at the memory. The hand of your former coworker in a box, delivered to your doorstep. Noir, holding a chloroform rag to your nose. Waking up here, where Noir explained that he had kidnapped you and killed your coworker, all because he "loved" you.
"This isn't love, please, just let me go, I promise I won't tell anyone!"
"I'VE WAITED FAR TOO LONG TO HAVE YOU, I AM NOT LETTING YOU ESCAPE NOW." Noir set you down back in "your room," the bedroom he had, apparently, been preparing for you for months. It was decorated to your taste, and even had some of your personal items he had stolen. "AND DON'T TRY RUNNING AGAIN."
You backed away from him as soon as he let you go. "POOR THING," he tutted at the sight of your shaking. "DON'T WORRY, THERE'S MAGICAL BARRIERS ON EACH DOOR, WINDOW, AND AIR VENT IN THIS HOME. THEY LET ME KNOW IF YOU MOVE BETWEEN ANY OF THEM." He stepped closer to you, his grin widening as he did. "IF YOU SO MUCH AS STEP THROUGH THIS DOOR, I WILL KNOW."
"P-please, I just want to go home," you practically sobbed. You kept backing up as Noir continued to come closer.
He continued to stalk towards you, until your back hit the wall. "I WILL KNOW IF YOU TRY TO ESCAPE, MY LOVE, SO THERE IS NO USE TRYING TO RUN." His hands slammed into the wall, on each side of your head, caging you in. Surprisingly gentle, he brushed some scared tears off your cheeks with one sharp claw. "Don't Cry, My Pet." He kissed your forehead. "This Is Your Home Now."
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Demon King - Part 2
Shutendoji!Chuuya x Reader
Continuation of this.
Tw: Yandere, dub-con, mentions of blood, cannibalism and violence
[A.N: This got way too long, and isn't very yandere-y, imo. But its been in my head for a while, and I hope you guys like it!]

In a certain way, being the wife of the Drunken Demon wasn’t all that bad.
You’d reached this conclusion on a silent night like this one, padding through the corridors by yourself. Chuuya’s – Manor? Castle? You weren’t quite sure – was far bigger than the quarters to which you were confined, quarters that were nevertheless larger than your entire home back in your village. They were a picture of comfort: there was a massive canopied bed, piled high with the softest pillows for you to sleep on; magical lamps illuminated the place, neither dimming nor burning out no matter how long they were kept lit. A roaring fire kept you warm in the winters, and hidden vents that kept you cool in the summer. There was always food and water, fresh and clean and delicious. You had your own bath, with more running water than you could have ever used in your entire life, heated or cooled to your body temperature. Chuuya brought you books to read, parchment to paint, any manner of things to pass the time, things that you couldn’t ever have imagined owning. He’d even allowed you a garden, though you weren’t to go there in his absence. He loved to spoil you, giving you everything you could possibly ask for; he was kind, and patient, indulging your idlest whim and your most irrational desires.
The only thing he denied you was your freedom.
You sighed, sinking down upon your bed. At one time, the loneliness had frightened you. Stories of the Drunken Demon had consumed your mind, and you’d spent countless hours curled up in a corner, crying and shaking and throwing up from the sheer terror of what he would do to you. Now, you relished these moments of solitude, times when Chuuya wasn’t clinging to your waist or brushing your hair or fucking you senseless wherever he could. The bruises and love-bites littering your skin, proof of his demented love, delighted him to a frenzy. Your cheeks still burned at the memory of hours the two of you had spent locked in a tangle of limbs, lost in the throes of pleasure, worlds removed from the puritanical teachings of your wifely duties drilled into your head during your early years. As with everything else, you’d gotten used to it – that part of your ‘marriage’ had been shamefully easy to get used to – but you knew what inevitably lay next. Either Chuuya would grow tired of you... or he would impregnate you. You’d never liked the idea of children, but the thought of raising half-demon offspring filled you with dread.
How long has it been? you wondered. Weeks? Months? A year? Despite the massive windows – always shut for your safety, of course, but still allowing you a view of the walled gardens – it was difficult to gauge the passage of time, since the path of the sun and moon didn’t seem to be that consistent in the demon world. You couldn’t help but wonder: did your family miss you, or did they think you dead? If Chuuya had truly bought you from them – and despite your adamant refusals to his face, you had to admit your family would have easily sold you off – then what tale had he spun to them? What exactly had they thought of Chuuya himself?
The thought of your ‘husband’ still sent shivers down your spine. It was difficult to wrap your head around the idea of being the wife of Shuten Doji, a demon so terrifying that people had trembled at the very sound of his name. Even though Chuuya wasn’t that Shuten Doji, he was still insanely powerful: on the rare occasion that Chuuya had taken you out in public, arm wrapped firmly around your waist, you’d been awed by the sight of great and dreadful demons sinking to their knees before him, not even daring to look upon his face. You’d seen him fight, tearing apart beasts and monsters twice his size with his bare hands, a maniacal grin on his face, red marks dancing upon his skin, reminders of his power. It had been incredible to witness and terrifying to comprehend.
The sound of the door opening jolted you from your thoughts. You tensed as a pair of muscular arms wrapped around you, Chuuya’s now-familiar from pressing against your back.
“Hey, [Y/N],” he murmured in your ear. “I’m back. Did you miss me?”
“Good evening, Chuuya.” You reached up to caress his cheek. “Yes, I missed you very much.”
“Good. I missed you too.” He pressed kisses upon the side of your neck. “So, what were you doing all day? You haven’t finished that watercolor you were working on. I thought you liked that stuff.”
“I… was thinking of you.” You closed your eyes as his hands began to wander. “I guess I lost track of time.”
“Aw, that’s sweet.” Chuuya molded himself to you even tighter. “I know the feeling. I can’t get you out of my head either, you know that? I love you so much, miss you so much, it’s almost annoying sometimes. Sometimes I wish I could carry you around with me, you know? Put you in my pocket so that I can look at you wherever I go. Wouldn’t you like that, [Y/N]?”
“It would be nice.” You shifted slightly, trying to put some distance between the two of you as surreptitiously as you could. He was just so close: his hands were splayed upon your belly, chest flush against your back, chin resting in the crook of your neck. Chuuya responded with a small growl, nipping at your ear.
“Stop it,” he murmured. “I haven’t seen you since this morning. You want to be with me, don’t you?”
“Of course,” you said quickly. “But, I just, um—” Your eye fell upon the gourd of sake sitting in the corner— “I just thought you might like a drink.”
“Hm? Why not?” To your relief, Chuuya loosened his grip on you, leaning back to recline lazily on the bed. His eyes, however, followed your every movement, his gaze hungry.
“Come here,” he said as you proffered the sake to him. “You know I don’t like drinkin’ alone.”
You pursed your lips. You didn’t like the demon lord’s wine; while Chuuya claimed it wasn’t made from human blood, he also wouldn’t tell you exactly where it came from. Nevertheless, you settled into his embrace once again, allowing him to wrap an arm around you. Chuuya began playing with the sash of your kimono.
“You seem distracted tonight, [Y/N],” he said, playing with the sash of your kimono. “Is something wrong?”
“No, nothing’s wrong.”
“You’re usually way more sarcastic than you’re being right now. Did anything happen? Are you unhappy? Do you want something?”
“No.” You bit your lip as the silken fabric gave way all too easily under his sharp nails, allowing his hands to brush against your breast. “I’m happy to be with you. I don’t want anything right now.”
“Then drink.” He held the sake to your lips invitingly. It was rich and dark and far too potent for your liking, making your head spin with a single sip. You grabbed his wrist to stop him, making him laugh.
“Still so weak,” he said. “But you should drink more. It’ll make you feel better.”
“I’m fine.”
“That’s what you always say. I’m starting to feel like that’s code for something.”
He set aside the gourd, lowering his head to your breasts. Slowly, with agonizing tenderness, he began suckling on the pebbled flesh, drawing a keening moan from your lips.
“C-Chuuya,” you said. “Please.”
“Please what? You want me to stop?”
“No, but—” Your breath hitched as Chuuya returned to his ministrations, fist tightening in his hair. He was good, so good, that it was almost frightening. His hands wandered your body, sending sparks dancing in their wake. You arced your back, forgetting your hesitations as your mind sank deeper into a pleasurable haze. As you let out another moan, Chuuya hummed in approval.
“I want you, [Y/N],” he mumbled against your skin. “I want you so much it hurts sometimes. You’re so beautiful, so kind, so perfect in every way. I’ve seen my fair share of princesses and noble women, but none of ‘em hold a candle to you, you know that?”
“T—Thank you.” You looked away, embarrassed by his praise. Even after the level of intimacy between the two of you, it was still difficult to talk to him. There was a wide gulf between the two of you, a gulf you didn’t think you could ever cross.
Chuuya raised himself on his forearms to look at you. Your eyes flitted to his bare chest and his well-sculpted body, a being that once had been only a dream. Heat flooded your face, pleasure and panic tangling in your chest, and his smile widened.
“You like me too, don’t you?” he purred. “Course you do. I still remember the first time I brought you here. You were so scared then, such a shy little mouse. Now you’re not so scared, are you? Now you love me.”
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“I love you.”
He chuckled delightedly, swooping to press his forehead against yours. “I love you too,” he whispered against your lips. “I’ll give you anything and everything you want. A slip of moonlight? A bed of gold? The heads of every man in the world laid out at your feet? All you have to do is ask.”
You gazed upon him, into his guileless, grey-blue eyes. “I want to go home,” you whispered.
Chuuya paused, sitting up. Your heart sank, and you braced yourself for the incoming onslaught of begging and accusations.
“Home,” he said flatly. “You want to go… to your human home.”
“Not because I don’t love you,” you said quickly. “But – I am a human, Chuuya. I’m not a demon like you. I can’t live locked up forever like this.”
“Neither can demons.” He reached out to trace patterns along your shoulders, his tone oddly flat. “A demon’s world is far bigger than that of any human. I could show you things, places, people you couldn’t even imagine. You know the only reason I keep you locked up is because you continue to resist me.”
“I don’t resist you,” you pointed out hopelessly. “I live with you; I sleep with you. I call myself your wife! What more do you want?”
“There is more.” Chuuya leaned in closer, a strange light in his eyes.” There is a ritual – a proper ritual to join the two of us for all of eternity. If you’d only agree to that, then we’d be mates for the rest of our lives.”
“A ritual?” You stared at him. “You mean you want to turn me into a demon?”
“Its not as bad as the humans believe.”
“I believe that too!” You pulled away, filled with a sickening dread. Some part of you had realized this, but it was horrifying to hear it from his lips nevertheless. “I’m not going to turn into a demon, Chuuya! You can’t do that to me.”
“Why not?” He laughed bitterly. “You think you’re still purely a human?”
“I’m not… changed.” Your eyes filled with tears as you met his gaze. “I may have been with you, but I’m still me.”
“And you think that’s all you’ve done?” He loomed over you suddenly, the room seeming to fill with shadows. Flickers of red ran up his face and down his chest and arms, reflecting the red in his eyes. “You’ve eaten demon food, taken a demon’s seed inside you.” He raised his arm, showing you a thin scar that ran along its length. “You’ve drank my blood.”
Your blood ran cold at the sight. “No,” you said hoarsely. “Even then, I—I’m not a demon.”
Chuuya’s mouth tightened. You shrank back, terrified, only for him to pull away abruptly. “Fine,” he said, getting off the bed. “If you want to go home so bad, then let’s go home.”
“Wait, I’m sorry!” You sat up, alarmed. “Wait, please, I–I—"
“What?” He turned to you. “I thought you wanted to see your family.”
“I do, but…”
“I’m not going to hurt them, [Y/N].” He smiled, a rictus snarl. “I promise. Now come here.”
Something in his words made your hair stand on end “Yes, m—my lord,” you said, hurrying towards him.
“I’ve told you, [Y/N].” He wrapped his arms around you, pressing a hand over your eyes. “Call me Chuuya.”
The air changed. It grew cold. The wind rustled your hair, making you blink. As Chuuya pulled his hand away, you looked around, eyes smarting from the chill in the air.
You were standing on a hill overlooking a glittering city.
“Where are we?” you asked, voice trembling.
“Don’t you recognize it?” Chuuya waved a hand at the town laid out below. “Your village.”
“But—” You took a step forward, peering down at the twinkling network of lights. “No, it’s not. My village was pretty small. That is some great city.”
“That is a small place compared to the cities of today. But maybe you need more convincing.” He grasped your hand again, and in the blink of an eye you were standing in front of a shrine. Your village’s shrine.
But it was changed. Lichen covered the gates, moss creeping through the cracks in the ground. But more than that was the tall light that stood just outside the gate, a little flat plate just beneath it.
“It – those lights,” you said. “Those are the lights from your palace.”
“They’re called electric lights, and they’re not exclusive to my palace.” Chuuya crossed his arms. “The world has moved on, [Y/N]. It’s been a couple of hundred years since I took you, give or take a decade.”
“No!” You turned to him, aghast. “No, it – you’re lying!”
“Well, you’re welcome to go down into town and ask people, if you don’t believe me. Or read that plaque over there. Or even wander the world if that’s what you want. But you’ll find that I’m tellin’ the truth. You’ve been my wife for over two hundred years now.”
“No!” You turned a full circle, scanning the scene for someone, something, to prove him wrong. Your eyes met Chuuya’s, and the pain and resignation in them made you pause. “You’re… not lying,” you said blankly.
“No.” He shook his head with a small smile. “I wouldn’t lie to you, [Y/N], it’s not my style. I’d have told you outright if your family was around – I’m not afraid of any of them, no one will ever keep you from me. But they’re not there anymore.”
“But – why?” You sank to the leaf-strewn ground, shaking, your vision blurry with tears. “Why would you do to me?”
“Because you are not listening to me.” Chuuya sank to his knees beside you, embracing you. “You’re mine. You belong to me. You were always meant to be with me. You just needed to lose everything to understand that.”
#yandere chuuya#yandere bsd#yandere bungou stray dogs#bsd imagines#yandere nakahara chuuya#bsd x reader#nakahara chuuya
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Hush Little Baby (Movie)
Created by: Brian Herzlinger
Genre: Thriller
We're back to more Lifetime Movies. The yandere in this one is pretty manipulative and actually sleeps with another girl to get with the person he loves (yes, I know it sounds weird, but it is for the benefit of his darling so it works). I think so far out of the Lifetime Movies that Cherry and I watched, we agree this is probably one of the more interesting ones, at least from what we've been given.
The story starts out with Lauren and her husband James having trouble in their household. Lauren seems angry that James had been kissed by one of his employees at work, and considering he's always working, the two's relationship is pretty turbulent. Lauren on the other hand is taking care of her two children, Riley and Carter while also running a freelancing business on the side. Lauren ends up hiring the neighbor, Owen to help take care of Riley and she's known him since he was a child as he's come back to take care of his mother. As Owen babysits Riley, he gets closer to the family as a whole, warming up to everyone, especially Lauren. Lauren talks to her friend about Owen and the two chat about how hard it was for Lauren and James to finally get Riley. James gets jealous about this and one of his coworkers, Summer, offers to go out on a drink so that he can vent to her about it. Owen ends up sleeping with Summer as a way to sew discord between James and Lauren, sending James a picture of Summer's bra, as well as buying cameras and wiretaps to spy on Lauren. This of course gets James and Lauren to fight, leading to James being kicked out of the house. While out, James is confronted by police officers who are investigating the cause of Summer's murder, as he was the last person to have seen her. James suspects that Owen is behind all of this (fueled by his jealousy) and goes to his house to demand that he come out and telling him what he did to Summer. After slapping Owen, Lauren threatens to call the police on him and kicks him out again. While applying the ice packs, Owen talks about the moments they had together and how they're meant to be, though when Lauren rejects him, Owen passes it off as him being light headed. He later ends up drugging Lauren after she tries to kick him out for threatening her. Meanwhile, James ends up investigating in Owen's house for a bit and finds out that not only has Owen planted cameras in his house, a shrine to Lauren and the body of Owen's mother. He runs back home in an attempt to save Lauren and the kids. Lauren in the meanwhile wakes up and Owen has tied up Carter, with James coming to the rescue. Owen gets stabbed but still chases after Lauren, whom axes his head and kills him for good. After this all happens, Lauren's friend from before informs her that when trying to make Riley before, Owen and James's sperm was switched, essentially making Owen Riley's biological father.
I gotta say this movie was a pretty wild ride for a Lifetime movie, especially that twist at the end. Still though, just like a lot of Lifetime movies, it's a bit predictable if you know enough about yandere media in general, but it's still very fun. There are a lot of weird plot point things that I think are generally skipped over like for instance James never calling the police after, you know, finding a dead body in the house. It's also weird that James and Lauren started fighting after James received the bra picture from Owen, because well first of all, that just means someone else sent him a bra picture, not that he specifically was the one sleeping with Summer, and who gets a full screen of images when they receive images? I can kind of let that one go since both James and Lauren were already having marriage problems. Even then though, I feel like Jame's only issue is that he works too much, which he kind of needs to do considering that Lauren is not only staying at home and taking care of the kids, but also that she's freelancing which currently is not at all sustainable to take care of her family. I guess there's that entire thing with having a hard time having Riley be born, but that's just another thing.
Owen is pretty fun as a yandere, but you get the sense that he's way too perfect. He pretty much gets along with everyone in the family minus James, who he is trying to kick out. He is pretty manipulative, sleeping with Summer so that he can cause conflict between the already squabbling couple, before trying his best to separate them. He also installs cameras and microphones in the house to monitor and watch over Lauren, though the reason for why he's so obsessed with Lauren isn't really explained at all (probably because she was nice to him is my guess). There's also a lot of other things like how the hell he had enough money to buy that many cameras and microphones in the house and even how his mom ended up dying (it's implied that he killed her but for what reason, we'll never know). I know also that there's some controversy over when yanderes sleep with other people to get to their love, but I think for the most part it was done pretty well in this one, since it was in service for making the spat between James and Lauren bigger, so much to the pont of kicking James out of the house. Still, Owen just put a bit too much faith into believing that Lauren would just dump James in favor of Owen which... although their marriage is shaky, I feel like it wasn't to the point of actually splitting up, divorcing or cheating on with Owen, plus the fact that Owen is like significantly younger than Lauren and probably doesn't have a job that could sustain both of them let alone their kids. In any case, good try for Owen, but probably should have thought it through, is about what I would say for most of these yanderes in the Lifetime movies.
Overall though, it was a fun movie, as with most Lifetime movies and it was more fun watching it with someone else (well, discussing it, in the case of this movie). If you want something fun and fast to watch, this one is a good one to watch.
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I'm back and still a nervous wreck!
I had the stupidest idea and wanted to know what you thought.
For X-Men evolution because I think it fits best there
Reader who wholeheartedly believes in conspiracy theories, reader who doesn't believe mutants are real even when they themselves are one believing that instead the government made up mutants as a lie to genetically enhance people and get away with it. Wiping their memories and leaving them to fend for themselves, they wholeheartedly believe that their memory was altered (when in reality their mutation just mentally messed them up, think like their body releases toxic gasses or something like that readers been breathing it in since they have no control over their mutation and it makes them smell strange one of the many reasons why they have no friends)
So reader goes to the same high school as the X-Men/brother hood but not with either groups from the start, this strange quiet and weird smelling child who rambles about conspiracy theories and while their theories are... Unique they aren't hateful of mutants so the X-Men don't really notice them they blend into the background mumbling to themselves and forgetting where they put their hoodie (it was on the back of their chair)
Reader gets sent to the principals office a lot due to the way they act causing raven to get closer to reader their charming attitude and slightly messed up speech and memory issues making raven into the first platonic yandere eventually having the brother hood keep an eye on them.
I imagine reader sticks with the Brother hood while also not being a part of them just rambling forever about bigfoot or area 51 and the brother hood don't have the heart to tell this strange child that got held back a grade their weird like so many others have.
And when Kurt shows up the X-Men become platonic yanderes Kurt letting them ramble to him during one of the only classes they didn't share with toad at the time (I can never remember when characters in X-Men evolution get introduced I only have a pirated version that takes forever to start so it isn't worth setting up an entire thing just to watch one episode) and so Kurt goes back to the X-Men talking about his strange new friend who Jean and Scott remember seeing around the school, so with interests peeked they start looking into this teen, a teen who's parents never come to parent teacher conferences a teen who has been known to be very good at forging signatures on permission slips doing it for extra cash, a teen whose address is missing from official paperwork thanks to raven and a teen who always comes to school in dirty clothes a teen who doesn't have a phone and uses the library computers, and showers at a 24 hour gym every other day.
And so slowly one by one this child sneaks their way into their hearts and into adoption papers.
I'm writing this as someone who had lived in a house for a majority of my life that was filled with mold I was allergic to my mom promised it wasn't black mold but now I'm realizing it probably was I slept with my head inches from it for years it messed me up in the head, some of the side effects were "mold rage" that's really what it's called and memory issues I kind of used this as a way to vent about what happened in my life, I really didn't mean to do that I'm really sorry you can ignore this if you want typing it out just made it better and spinning it into a fun story was even cooler.
Thank you very much, a nervous wreck of an Anon.
No, no, it's okay, don't worry. I'm sorry you had to experience that, Anon. While I didn't deal with mold, I did once or twice, when I was younger, have a bad hallucination, which I didn't understand, and I believed a few things that seemed crazy (but looking back on now, was caused by stress and trauma). It isn't easy to have your mental health or perception messed with, and it isn't funny, either. (So yes, to anyone reading this ask/drabble, do not ever make fun of or try to trigger a person who has something like Anon or I mentioned. It is NOT, and I MEAN, NOT FUNNY AT ALL.)
Okay, let me see what I can do for you, Anon, maybe call you 🐝Bee or 🐝Wasp Anon? Or maybe 💛 Anon (Yellow Heart Anon)? Let's try this new mutation out-
• Reader is the sort of person who thought everything had a secret to it. The government? Was run by lizard people or aliens, or had a secret organization who experimented on people. Area 51? Definitely held aliens and maybe eldritch nightmares, and possibly secret evil projects to take over the world. Bigfoot and yeti and dragons? They were all real, they hid in the forests, and were probably nicer than most humans Reader knew. And school was designed to indoctrinate children from an early age, all because of what happened in ancient times, which was overthrowing the king and queen and chopping off their heads. So. Yeah. They they had a lot of ideas.
• They had so many ideas and ways of saying them that their teachers usually sent them to Principal Darkholme, whom wasn't nearly as bad as some people made her out to be! Sue certainly did yell at Reader; no, she just let then ramble for a bit while she looked through their papers (and maybe spied on someone, because this lady can't just be a principal), and gave them a weird look. Not a bad one, no! Just well, not mean but not happy but not annoyed either. Something that made her tell them to come to her if there was a problem, and that some of her students would start taking classes with them.
• Reader liked these new kids! This one guy looked like a toad or frog, and he smelled a bit funny too, less like propane or like the house was in danger, and more like swamps and leaf litter. Maybe he was a frog person! That would be cool! Unless the government caused this, and now it's not so cool and they need to get kicked in the ****... Oh... they can't say that... Oh well. This Peter? Piro? Pietri? guy is really fast and talks a lot too, and doesn't seem to mind showing them all his hobbies, even asking if if have any they want to share with him! Woo, another person to hunt small bug dragons and look for fae with! The giant one is kinda cool, like, he seems unmovable and unbreakable! Is he part whale? Part rock? Part demigod?! Whatever he is, he's strong, and is gentle with them like he is with the Toad guy. The shaky one (he isn't a rock, but he insists he is more rock-like than shaky, which is nonsense) seems to keep people like Duncan and his posse away, so he's pretty chill! And then there's the witch, who's magic and is so awesome and is really red. Maybe she's like, a chaos witch? That would be interesting... maybe she has a coven Reader can try to join...
• Those five let them talk and even chip in their ideas, but then start insisting they're mutants, not magic, or aliens, or government experiments. Reader points out they wouldn't remember that part. That just earns them an odd look, somewhere between sad and worried, but they're back to rambling since they don't need to worry about their friends not knowing certain things. It's okay not to. Reader can't remember certain things either, and they don't always say things how they want to say them, and they aren't wrong for being that way, so their friends aren't wrong for not knowing either.
• They gain a new friend, who turns out to he a blue fuzzy elf. He's funny, and German, and Reader is certain he is part angel, because he's that nice. He talks with them, even shows them his powers, and asks what Reader can do. And Reader laughs, saying they don't really know... He looks at them, says he knows someone who can help, and that's how Reader meets his friends (or family. They seem like a family). Their professor/dad says they're all gifted, and so is Reader, but Reader says that they haven't noticed anything so far. The man says he can read minds, and Reader asks if he can read theirs... The man nods, goes quiet... and he seems to panic, his eyes going sad in the corners and his gaze a bit haunted or winded. The others notice, but Reader doesn't know what's wrong... They're asked to visit them every day, so they can get to know one another, as friends do, and Reader agrees, happy to have more friends!
• It's so odd, meeting so many new people! They've finally gotten everyone's names memorized (it took a few weeks, but it was worth it!) There's Principal Darkholme, who also crossdresses as Mystique (cool, she can change colors and shapes!) There's Todd or Toad, their friend they share classes with and who smells a little weird and is a toad person. There's Pietro and Wanda, twins, who both look very different from each other, like opposites. Lance is the shaky guy who walks them to and from places, and Fred is who is there as back up in case someone gets too close. Kurt is their fuzzy elf friend (who must be part angel), and who smells like sulfur from time to time. The Professor is sweet, if a bit authorative, and tries to make them tea and discover their power. Jean and Scott are two older students who both seem to like the colors red and green and yellow, and they both start driving Reader to where they need to go. Kitty is the one in pink who seems to go phase through things, like some Twilight Zone person, and Rogue is the one in green and black who can do anything. There's also Logan, their old-but-not-old guard/dad man, who growls a lot and smells like leather and seems worried about them. Storm is a goddess, who controls winds and rain and clouds and lightning and snow and sunshine (she's so cool!). And Hank is their friends their dad, who likes science and listens to Reader's theories and tells them someone once thought he was Bigfoot (Reader laughs, and asks how that went, and that Hank couldn't possibly be Bigfoot! They're both entirely different beings, that's absurd!) These people are so nice! They even share food with them! And go to the park! And go to the library!
• The others have tried to convince them they're mutants, not government experiments or aliens or magical beings or demigods, but Reader isn't entirely convinced. How could mutants exist? Wouldn't they look super different from everybody? Or be welcomed? And if not, then everyone is just being a ****... they still can't say that... Oh well. They've tried to argue with them, but each time they cut it off before they start sounding choked up or angry or worried. Reader hopes they're okay. They don't like seeing them upset, and they really, really are trying to do the right thing. They just wished it wasn't so hard on everyone.
• The Professor calls them over one day, saying he's finally figured out what their power is. Reader chuckles, saying they've talked about it before, and that Reader can't have powers. He says that no, he knows what it is, and that they need to sit down. So they do, because they won't argue with him when he seems excited and scared. And he tells them that they emit a toxic gas or fume or mist, which causes hallucinations or ilillusions to those who breathe it in or absorb it. He says they do what they do and act the way they act because for quite some time now they've breated it in nonstop. They're quiet, and they feel worried, and they ask to go home. They don't sleep that night, too scared to go to sleep, too scared to turn off the light, too upset to stop thinking about what might be true or false...
• Their friends don't stop talking to them, but they don't want to talk a lot for the next few weeks. It's hard, and feels hard, and they don't want to think even more about how everything could be a lie and it's all an illusion and how it could be a trick- There's just too much to do, homework to do, reading to attempt, home to go back to, and not enough safety to be blank and to stop thinking for once...
• They call in sick for a few days. They stay where they live, with its old walls and decaying floors and smell of old rot and wood and metal, the creak of the boards and squeaks of the hinges making Reader jolt and jump like they've touched a livewire. Their head hurts now. It hasn't stopped hurting since the Professor told them about their... power. They haven't slept well since then either, the few times they slept full of nightmares, their nights full of tears, their mind struggling to understand why this was happening to them and why it couldn't make sense...
• Principal Darkholme visits them, so does the Professor, but they came in while they'd been in a fitful slumber. Waking up, muttering to themself, weaving into the rooms... they saw them, worried it wasn't real, and were soon being looked over by two worried adults, asking if they're okay, if this is their home, where are their parents, do they need help- And all they can do is let them bring them out of the old place, ending up at one one their homes, where they're given a tea to drink, and they try to settle...
• They soon are told they can be helped. That the adults will be giving them something to take, that it will help them, and they don't want to take it- but they end up having to, because it ends up either taken willingly, or it's slipped into their drink or food, and all they can do struggle as their mind starts experiencing something that feels like a pick trying to shatter it in two... It gets better over time, and for once, they can feel a bit... calmer. Like they're seeing things from a new perspective. And now they aren't sure what to do, with the new thoughts swirling in their head, the new feelings, the new abilities...
• Toad or Kurt or Rogue is usually with them. They keep them company, they make sure they took their medicine, and call the others when Reader starts to panic or feel overwhelmed. Sometimes it's okay, and Reeader can calm down on their own. Other times, their illusions and hallucinations effect everyone, and they have to call the Professor or Jean to walk Reader through shutting it down. They struggle to sleep at night, afraid of monsters in the dark; it leads to Evan or Kitty or Kurt usually throwing a sleepover in your room, hugging you, even promising you'll be okay, that you're strong, that you're safe... Mystique always let's you know it's her, no matter what form she is in, and she makes sure she's there if you need someone someone ground you or keep others away. Hank still does checkups on you, but he never calls you crazy or thinks you're weird, he just smiles at you and says everyone is different, but you're all human, mutant or otherwise, and that it's not an anomaly or wrong to go through what you go through, as it isn't wrong that he's fuzzy and blue, or that Toad smells a bit, or that the Professor can't walk. It's all a part of life, and they're so glad you're experiencing it with them...
(I hope I did this okay, Anon. I did my best, and tried to convey this the best I could. And folks, it is okay to struggle with things like this. You're still human, you are valid, and you matter. Please try to get help if you can, and take care of yourself, okay? You're you, and you're loved💛)
#honeycomb thoughts#platonic yandere marvel#yandere platonic marvel#platonic yandere xmen#yandere x-men#platonic yandere marvel x reader#platonic yandere xmen evolution#platonic yandere xmen evolution au#platonic yandere mystique#platonic yandere raven darkholme#platonic yandere charles xavier#platonic yandere toad#platonic yandere kurt wagner#platonic yandere nightcrawler#platonic yandere beast#platonic yandere hank mccoy
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A Panopticon's Desire: Yandere! Konrad Curze x Artist Reader (Pt: 1)
An artist born. Fire and Blood.. a future changed. Konrad was idling by on his throne. Something was off…. his world… his worthless populace had been fixed though the power of fear. He had very little need of going out to cull the scum. However, it was odd… he saw a future where he was dragged and somehow beheaded. His planet ablaze, but in as soon it arrived it changed… they were chained… locked away to rot. A rare beautiful toy to play with. He shook the vision form his head. NO matter. This future would not come to pass… after all. His spies that were loyal had reported that many of the families… despite going underground… had pooled their resources and planned some form of tribute.
Maybe this was some ploy of their feeble superstitious mind. Trying to appease him, so that just maybe their families would be spared. This would be very much interesting.
You were being smuggled. It was of upmost matter that you were to kept secret. You were a well known artist in the system… with your work respected. However, this would be your greatest job yet! They were offering you, in your view, your weight in gold. All of the materials and lodging were provided. It was surprising for this opportunity to even come up in the first place…your kin had told you about the lawless state of the planet. Yet, when asked about the current state.. your patrons told you that someone else was in charge. But no matter…you made sure to bring proper supplements and glow in the dark paint, to allow the Nostroamon to actually see the art. You have heard that the planet had almost no light, and the people there could see in the dark. A captain came into your quarters running urgently.
"I need you to go and hide immediately… although we have gotten the proper paperwork for you… we needed it to be discreet." you nodded immediately and followed the captain into a small dark closet. Hopefully, your patrons would provide some low-vision goggles in order for you to allow you to see signs more easily. As you were squeezed, you heard the murmured voices. After it seemed like, almost forever. The captain came back. "We managed to get you past customs… I would get ready and brace." After he said that you started to move within the small space… It was quick, but soon an announcement came by on the ship ."We have safely landed on Nostramo." Immediately you got out.. watching as the various serfs go towards your room and gather your things.
You have heard the sordid reputation of the people of this world, and made sure that you brought on very little in terms of valuables. However, as your patrons led you out of the ship…as you took a step foot on this world. It seemed… different… It was quiet. You have heard the stories and the screams and the rampaging and varying explosions… that this planet was crime ridden hellhole. It was impossible… it almost felt as if you were in a dream. It seemed almost fake. You were shown into your quarters… and were left alone for a bit. You packed out the things… and started to sketch. Your nightmares seemed to take a current inspiration.
Sitting down, you started to draw a whirling mechanical tower. It was a grotesque thing that seemed to have one white eye.. It seemed to shine a beam on light… searching. Mouths seemed from the vents and were screaming. You were standing out in the open… as the searchlight swirled closer to you… Running though the warped halls, , as the mouths wailed and cried.. almost as if denied their prey. It seemed to run though closer… hands grabbing various people and consuming them…the mouths screeching and groaning. You had awaken at the time. Maybe this was an omen.
Maybe this was an omen. An alternate future… the canon.. the proper future,where this little thing would be under his thumb. His spies had told him about a recent visa, for a popular artist throughout the system. Personally, he was not a big fan of their art… He had ordered of the visa to be detained. He smiled to himself… when he caught them. This would be a grand cause of celebration… a rare public execution. However, he paused. No. He couldn't do that… drag them in and kill them over some trumped up charges… They were too popular and had backing amongst the nobility, those who had bent the knee to his rule. Honestly, he wished,he wasn't so just. He should have just killed them all. However, a gleaming idea came into his head.. he would pay them a little visit.
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Warm [Werewolf bf]
⚠︎ warning ⚠︎ : a little angsty at the beginning, yandere behavior from Argos
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idk if this fic makes a lot of sense - if it doesn't, I'm sorry (I needed an outlet for my emotions, esp with this one)
if you're interested, here's the previous part!
Overview: Argos begins to give you more freedom, but it might've not been the best idea. (He also treats you to a warm bath btw)



It’d been a shitty week. Everything had been bubbling and churning and crashing inside you, like litter in the ocean. Litter choked and killed the poor sea life; people choked and killed your emotions. You tried your hardest to hide it from your keen boyfriend and it seemed to work, because he didn’t say anything.
As twisted as it sounded, Argos stayed silent because he wanted you to be happy. He’d been giving you much more freedom lately–on the sole promise of secrecy–and you (and he) thought you’d absolutely enjoy it. Interacting with people other than him was refreshing–thrilling, even…at first. Your family and friends and acquaintances were oh so glad you were back, and it brought a huge smile on your face. They missed you!
Argos followed you, however, anywhere you went. Sometimes he was a human, wearing a hoodie with sweatpants. Most times he was a wolf, slinking into alleys and shadows. He was happy to see you happy–he cherished your smile…loved your laugh, after all–but he just couldn’t shake off the fact that they never asked you what happened or where you went. Ever. If they cared for you, he thought, wouldn’t they wonder?
Currently, you were at a lovely gathering and in the midst of venting to a trusted confidant. Curses wouldn’t stop spilling from your mouth and you half thought no one deserved to hear the profanities spewing through your lips, but they nodded along, sitting on a chair and sipping on a drink. You were getting to a peak in your story, then–
“This is really good!” they exclaimed, gazing into their cup. “What did they put in this?”
Oh.
The response was so out of pocket and so completely unrelated to what you were venting about, it sucked all the words right from your mouth. Your mind went blank.
“I-” you started.
“You know,” they continued to babble…and the rest faded away.
Quite frankly, you were beyond offended. Despite seeing all red you politely excused yourself and calmly walked away, drink quivering in your hand. You thought you’d nearly break that pretty little glass cup. Stay calm, you urged yourself. Stay calm. The last thing you–or anyone else, for the matter–wanted was another tiring confrontation at a lovely reunion, right?
Argos saw how your lower lip quivered. He saw how your eyes glistened. He saw how hard you gripped your drink. He saw everything, and it took all of his willpower not to rip the door off its hinges with his claws and steal you away. Sharp ears pressed against his head, his black fur melted with the shadows’ dark embrace. He’d get you out. Somehow.
“Oh? Who’s this?”
Hearing some excited whispers, you glanced over to see what was happening. It’s probably some long-lost person coming to visit, you told yourself, standing uncomfortably in the corner of the room, swirling your empty glass. Nothing interesting, most likely.
Wrong.
Among the sea of voices you heard his, gravelly and deep. It cut through the air like a sharp knife, and it sent shivers up and down your spine.
It was Argos, in the flesh.
What in the world was he doing here? His copper eyes locked with yours and you quickly looked away, fighting the crooked smile that was creeping up your lips–he never failed to find you, did he? When you looked up again he was standing in front of you, large frame engulfing your vision. You nearly let out a yelp but he put a finger up to his lips, silently shushing you. (That simple shirt–the way it stretched tautly over his shoulders and chest, hugging his pale arms tight–looked delicious on him, you thought. As always.)
“What are you–” you started, in a hushed sort of way.
He cut you off by holding onto your hand rather firmly, but not enough to dig into your skin.
“Taking you home,” he replied, rather harshly.
His voice was low as if he was purposely killing it; it came out in an almost baritone growl. His copper eyes were glued to the door–your ticket out. As you stared at him bewildered, he tilted his head toward the exit as if saying, ‘Let’s go home,’ and all you could do was oblige, half-stunned and half-grateful for his sudden act.
He whispered a soft, “Come,” as he squeezed your hand and tugged you along with him.
Inevitably, people tried to pry and ask questions, but he evaded each query with a charming, rugged smile and swiftly went along his way, you in tow. It seemed to work, because they stood there, too stunned to speak.
When the two of you were out of prying eyes and ears, Argos shifted. (He had you hold his clothes, though, before he did; he shredded too many already.) He was so big–bigger than a pack mule–yet silent and invisible. (No wonder he’s able to stalk you.) Fur as black as obsidian ran in silky waves along his robust body, thick coat melding perfectly with the night. Paws as big as a dog’s head touched the ground as he gazed at you expectantly.
“You want me to ride on your back?” you asked, quite unsure.
A muffled hum rumbled in his throat, telling you, “Yes.”
“...Ok.”
The ride home was pleasant. You mindlessly played with Argos’s thick black fur, running your fingers along it, pinching it gently. It was relaxing, hearing the soft crunch of leaves beneath you, burying your face in his warm back. He didn’t mind it when you played with his ears, either, or when you ran your hands along the sides of his fuzzy neck. He was just happy you seemed calmer. Less sad.
After shifting back, Argos decided to treat you to a small bath. Might as well, he figured, because his clothes were off and you didn’t seem to mind the nudity anymore. The bath wasn’t anything fancy–no petals, no bubbles, no oils–but it was warm, and he was there to take care of you. His deft fingers massaged shampoo into your scalp, and you sighed in relief.
“Are you ok?” he’d ask softly once in a while, washing you off. You just hummed in response, eyes closed and enjoying the sound of water bouncing off the walls.
He got into the tub after washing up himself, warm water sloshing around as you felt his skin against yours. You leaned into his touch. He pressed gentle kisses on your nape, then along the curve of your neck and shoulder, bringing you closer with his arms.
After a few moments of comfortable silence he mumbled against your shoulder, “What I did was a mistake…” frustration tinging his voice. “I shouldn’t have let you go.”
You knew damn well the reason why, but nonetheless asked softly, “...Why?”
He didn’t say anything, just buried his face in your shoulder further, arms wrapping around your waist tighter.
They’d pay, he thought to himself.
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Like imagine sherlock being yandere, he would prob manipulate you in some way. How do you think he would tread his s/o? And or how he would act as a yandere?
I just finished Traum, and damn, I did cry, lol. I really loved everything about the story, and Sherlock was my favorite part of it.
{Sherlock Holmes}
You're right that Sherlock is the kind of yandere that would manipulate his obsession. Manipulation is the biggest perk of being Sherlock Holmes! Manipulation is also one of the biggest disadvantages of being Sherlock Holmes.
A lot like Merlin/Lady Avalon, he will use his position in Chaldea so that he can get time alone with them because he wants to go over "important work."" Unlike them, however, it is some kind of strategy/some kind of meeting, or he's just honest about it being a break for them.
Like Merlin and Lady Avalon, he will also lie that you're busy and can't talk or do whatever active someone is asking you for. He tries to make it playful by calling it, "You're little secret," with a wink and a smile.
Even if he is the one to start this trend, after while he wants them to he the ones to ask for break time with him, so they'll start viewing him as the only person theh are able to relax around. He wants them to feel comfortable and safe around him so that he becomes your most trustworthy companion. Sometimes, he'll plant thoughts into their head that will make them stressed enough so they'll want to have break time with him.
Break time with Sherlock is awesome! Mainly because he just sits there and will listen to whatever you want to talk about whether it's something they like or just venting about something on your mind. He wants to learn every single thing about you.
He uses this knowledge to correct other servants that get it wrong to show out that they don't really understand or pay attention to you. He does have to be careful how often he does this since there are a lot of servants who will be quick to call him out for knowing a creepy amount about them.
Sherlock is really good at such subtle, small, and simple types of manipulation. I don't know how to explain it without it sounding normal. He starts with just simple information gathering that he can use to make him the understanding of you. Even with his position in Chaldea, he doesn't have the quick isolation trick that Merlin and Lady Avalon have.
He has to take it a lot slower than them since "going over strategies," or whatever the like isn't as unlimited as teaching defensive magic. People have to take what he says at face vaule since everyone other than Moriarty see no reason for him to lie about what he's saying.
His best tactic for isolation is making other servants seem to be less interested in you as a person and using their backgrounds as a reason for it. He says, "Of course, the staff want to be on your good side. You're the master and they need you to leave. If you're just a staff member, they mostly never cared about you in the first place and only care because it's their job.
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I’m trying the whole “Shipping Dynamics” thing a third time. For the sake of avoiding spoilers for the next volume (and also because the mobile app only allows ten pictures), I had to cut five pairings for space.

Violet X Gordon (Yellow) = Big Shots
They’ve been best friends since they were eight and got married five years before the first episode.
Gordon first caught feelings when he was thirteen. Violet, not wanting a romantic relationship with anyone at the time, gently turned him down, and they gladly stayed friends since. Gordon dated around few people in the interim, none of them anything too serious.
Young Violet wasn’t necessarily opposed to dating Gordon, she just didn’t think there was anything a couple their age could do that they couldn’t do as friends, especially with how naturally affectionate they were. Gordon conceded, deciding she was better to have as a friend than to risk losing her.
Violet’s probably demiromantic (given her hair decoration, that makes her an “aro ace”). She’s the kind of person who takes the piss out of cheesy romcoms or trashy love stories (that Gordon considers a guilty pleasure by the way) and starts to gag whenever a couple gets too obnoxiously gushy in public. She was never the kind to dream of getting married as a kid, nor did she ever have any celebrity crushes. She’s known this about herself from a very young age, and while it’s definitely given her a very mature view of romance compared to how manic she usually is, it might have set their romantic relationship back a little due to the demiromantic version of internalized biphobia.
When the two enter college at nineteen, moving from their world’s equivalent of New York State to the show’s setting of Dullsville, Gordon meets a girl by the name of “Aiko” and they go out for two years, longer than any of his other relationships. They ultimately break up when Aiko gets jealous of how close Violet is to Gordon. Despite Violet genuinely not having any romantic interest in Gordon at the time and Gordon knowing this and insisting on it to Aiko, Gordon dumps her for forcing him to choose between his best friend and his partner. Aiko remains a recurring minor character in the present. Given that she’s the resident yandere parody, she’s still not over Gordon and she and Violet now personally despise each other.
In Aiko’s desperation to keep Violet and Gordon separated, she accidentally made Violet examine her own feelings towards Gordon. Both have been each other’s main pillars for over a decade: Violet is a middle child of eight kids, was regularly terrorized by dreams/visions beyond Drewman comprehension, and doesn’t even perceive herself as a person at times due to being a cartoon character; Gordon had to help raise ungrateful, rowdy triplets, had unintentionally strict and overbearing parents, and was forced to remain stoic due to his physical strength and intimidating height, preventing him from venting to anyone else.
Violet has no idea what shifted in her head. It took a month for her to realize she had fallen hard for him. To her credit, 21-22YO was better at hiding it than Gordon was when he was thirteen, but a complex mix of emotional hangups kept eating away at her insides. What if Aiko turned him off love forever? What if Gordon didn’t like her like that anymore? What would Gordon think of her? Turning him down all those years ago only to ask him out later on. Would he think she’s only pitying him? Would he resent her? All that talk about not needing anything more than his friendship, only to betray her own words. So she kept shut about it.
When Angie met Violet and Gordon, they were seniors and she a freshman; specifically Violet’s roommate. Angie, as did many, assumed Violet and Gordon were an item, an assumption that Gordon noticed seemed to fluster Violet more than it usually would. Since Angie met Violet during this point in her life, she had a slightly skewed but otherwise accurate sense of the duo’s dynamic and wore Violet down into spilling everything.
Violet and Gordon only went on one date before their engagement, and Gordon didn’t go into it knowing it was a date. The whole thing up until the actual proposal was a complete blur, given the sheer chaos that had transpired prior, but neither the husband or wife would change a thing. Angie serving as Violet’s wingman is a large part of what contributed in the decision to get married and live in Dullsville, even letting her live with them upon graduation.
Rosie was born a little under a year after the wedding. Violet and Gordon’s childhoods taught them the importance of discipline and respect, and they’ve elected to only raise one kid to avoid the sibling rivalries they had… for now. They still have to deal with Rudy, J., Angie, and Chloe anyway.
Even today, Violet is strongly against the concept of love at first sight and only personally sees dating romantically as for finding one’s forever partner(s. She’s not personally into polygamy, but isn’t bothered if someone else is). She feels very lucky that she ended up with Gordon. Gordon’s also sobered up a bit, learning to not put his partner on a pedestal; a relationship should better both parties involved.
Both have slightly strange appearances that have earned them derision in the past; Violet has a very stylized figure almost reminiscent of an insect, complete with incredibly sharp elbows and knees and a torso roughly shaped like a squished cylinder. Gordon’s more realistically proportioned, but he has a face like an emoji that gives him a disproportionately baby-faced appearance. They love that about each other: Gordon likes how Violet fits perfectly in his arms while Violet likes how Gordon’s face matches his gentle personality. Even before falling for him, Violet always thought Gordon was cute.
Violet tries to remain professional during work hours because she knows it’d be hypocritical to get onto others about PDA when she herself can easily be worse. They’re inseparable off the clock; both are equally obsessed with the other but can easily put it aside if necessary.
Gordon likes to run his hands through her hair. Violet likes to cradle his face in her hands.
Gordon’s exact height varies a bit based on what’s funnier, but at his absolute shortest he’s a head taller than Violet. It frustrates her to no end since he loves to mess with her by tilting his head up to deny her a kiss. A smooch to the neck usually sets him straight, though.
Gordon loves to do things for Violet, and while he’s more than willing to call her out when she’s being an idiot, he has a reputation in ICT as “Violet’s Lapdog”. Nobody dares to call him that to his face. To be fair, Violet’s technically also his employer, leading to no end of “sleeping with the boss” jokes, so he kinda has to do what she says anyway. Either way, he’s like smiling putty in her hands, and Violet loves how she has someone strong enough to bench planets wrapped around her finger.
Gordon gets along relatively well with Vi’s family, but Violet low key hates Gordie’s parents.
Violet frequently likes to screw with Gordon by referring to him as “Daddy” in earshot or Rosie, since they’re, again, her literal parents. It takes every bit of willpower in Gordie’s body to avoid reacting to this and making Rosie ask him any awkward questions. The fact she always draws it out and exaggerates her natural Brooklyn accent doesn’t help, either. She knows Rosie’s going to judge her for it once she’s old enough to understand and wants to get her yuks in now.
Despite everything else about how they act in public, Violet (teetering on NSFW territory here) may or may not like being… “tossed around like a rag doll” when it’s just her and Gordon. Some of the stuff they get up to would horrify Gordon to discuss in public. Not because of the obvious reasons, but because he’s always wary about potentially harming her.
Violet writes most of the material ICT performs, and Gordon edits and proofreads her stuff. Gordon’s the less outwardly comical of the two, but his ability to say the lamest, dorkiest jokes (he is a father, after all) with utter confidence is something she deeply admires. In general, she respects him enough to leave him in charge if she’s ever absent or busy.
Gordon knows Violet’s more than able to defend herself and is always awestruck seeing her fight, but since Violet isn’t very physically strong or resilient, his first instinct is always to try to cover for her. Violet’s also always impressed, enamored, and a little freaked out seeing Gordon go all out in a fight.
Violet is not a morning person and she tends to cling to Gordon in a half-conscious state like a koala until 11:00.
Gordon cooks since he’s good at that; Violet cleans since she’s wicked fast and Gordon has accidentally destroyed things by scrubbing them too hard. It’s all delegation of household chores.
Sometimes Gordon just picks her up by the waist with one hand and carries her like a staff if he’s in a rare snarky mood and doesn’t feel like putting up with her usual mayhem. Inversely, Violet will start pounding on Gordon’s chest or prodding his stomach if he mouths off to her too many times. It’s all in good fun.
They’re an odd pair who plays with the “Bumbling Dad, Almighty Mom” duo in both ways. On one hand, Gordon’s got more common sense, is better at keeping Rosie in line, doesn’t get into conflicts, and vastly exceeds Violet in terms of strength. On the other, Violet is better at handling emergencies, is more likely to engage in combat, is overall the main protagonist, and is Gordon’s employer and boss.

Rudy (Red) X Olive = Jitterbugs
The age old dynamic of the smitten girl and the oblivious boy…on the surface.
Rudy’s aware of Olive’s feelings from the get go. You’d have to be blind not to. He just doesn’t want things to elevate past a level that Olive’s comfortable with since he knows she has some mild anxiety issues. To this extent, Olive is actually the one being oblivious to the other’s feelings as she stresses over if Rudy could ever like her back.
Rudy’s quite literally one of the first people to immediately have confidence in Olive’s artistic capabilities. That alone wouldn’t be much, but since Rudy’s a rare specimen who’s both unapologetically goofy and consistently sane, he’s a real keeper. Olive likes the sort who’s capable of being mature while also being fun; sensible, but spontaneous.
Rudy knows he can’t begin to ever understand how someone with anxiety could feel, but he legit can’t wrap his head around how the loner girl with the cool butterfly tattoos and the ability to create life from drawings could possibly sell herself short so much.
Rudy used to do cartooning as a hobby. He’s taken it up again as an excuse to doodle with Olive. As J. notes, it’s rare for Rudy to revisit an old hobby after so long. He must really want to spend time with her.
Rudy’s dog Coco gets along very well with Olive’s cat Lloyd.
Violet sees a lot of herself and Gordon in Rudy and Olive, albeit with a blend of traits between them. She advises Olive to let their friendship develop before they try anything, but also to not take fifteen years to sort her feelings out like she did.
Olive works part time at her family’s restaurant. Rudy likes to eat. Olive found out pretty quickly that she can play this to her advantage.
Before and after they get together, Rudy loves smooth talking her in Spanish because it’s adorable seeing how she reacts, especially since she doesn’t understand anything about the barest of beginner level Spanish.
Knowledge of the fourth wall makes Olive self conscious about being seen as a “satellite love interest”. She used to have a lot of anxieties about how being in a relationship with anyone could change her, especially the potential neglect of her platonic relationships and the sacrifice of her artistic integrity. Luckily, Rudy isn’t that type of guy.
Rudy himself immediately stomps out any intrusive thoughts and insecurities he might have before they can spiral into something drastic, instead channeling them into self-improvement.
J. figured Olive out very quickly and unsubtly tries to be her wingman because he wants her to be his big sister. Olive’s gotten very protective of the guy. In general, Rudy being such a good big… a good older brother is a large part of what endears him to her.
Olive’s a little on the shorter side, so she likes being with Rudy. It helps that Rudy’s only bothered by his height when directly insulted over it.
Rudy’s never formally dated anyone before, but those who knew him in middle to high school know he had a huge reputation as a Casanova. He credits his boyish looks for that; he’s just a really pretty guy in general and hasn’t lost his touch despite no longer playing up the Latin Lover schtick.
Olive and Rudy have a similar dynamic to Gordon and Violet in that she won’t put up with the occasions where Rudy’s outright foolhardy.
Rudy and Olive went to the same high school. She’s three years older and doesn’t consciously remember him, but Rudy does. He may or may not have had a small crush on her back then that he didn’t pursue because he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.
Olive rants and raves about pop culture a lot. The two can spend hours at a time debating books they’ve read or controversial movies.
Olive hates being touched without express consent, and Rudy’s super paranoid about accidentally violating her personal space since he’s surprisingly no exception. She’s gradually easing up in his specific case, though, at least to the extent where he can initiate hugs or even peck her cheek without her stressing out. If they fall asleep together in the same vicinity, Rudy always dozes off with his head on her stomach.
Similarly, Rudy gets uncharacteristically cranky if his hair is manhandled. Olive has to be very careful to only pet it in certain places and directions, especially since it involuntarily bristles if she doesn’t. Rudy’s hair is venomous when it breaks, so it’s the physical affection version of eating fugu. Although, Olive sometimes uses Rudy’s discarded stray hairs as raspberry-scented red pens.
Yeah, Rudy just thinks she’s the coolest.

J. (Blue) X Paige (Beige) = Reading Light
Birds of a feather; both are intelligent, taciturn, blunt, and maybe just a little bit morally gray.
It starts as a morbid curiosity on Paige’s part. Everything about J. is a mystery that makes less and less sense the more one learns about him, and it becomes increasingly obvious that J. himself doesn’t know what’s up with him either.
J. had unrequited feelings for another member of the cast when Paige started growing feelings for him despite herself. Since J.’s…disconcerting composure tends to intimidate people early on, that crush didn’t go anywhere. Things worked out for the best for everyone involved, but Paige spends much of the second volume either salty at her for rejecting J. or jealous over his affections for her.
Paige’s huge, f***ing hairdo means she has to be the big spoon. In her case, it’s more like a backpack. Basically just horizontal piggybacking. J. does occasionally like switching places though, since her hair always smells like fresh baked pastries.
Sometimes, J. carries Paige around in the front of his hoodie for a mobile hug. Again, her hair means he can’t see where he’s going, but it’s the gesture that counts.
Rudy approves of her as a girlfriend for J. He’s less liable to meddle in J.’s romantic affairs, but he still makes an active effort to endear himself to her and to help J. if he’s having trouble communicating. Besides, shorty squaddies like Rudy and Paige have to stick together.
Ingrid, who Paige really isn’t fond of, points out they both have similar tastes and are dating occult, Drewmanoid eldritch beings. That crack earned her a slug to the jaw.
Like Olive, J. is three years older than the Razbry brothers. While she didn’t go to their school, J. completely lacked Rudy’s hangups about pursuing an older paramour as a kid and definitely considers the gap a plus in the now. Behold: the face (…mouth?) of a lady’s man.
They’re the kind of couple that doesn’t need to talk when together. They can just spend long amounts of time in absolute silence reading together.
J. has to restrain himself from cooing over Paige’s natural and incredible cuteness, especially when she’s trying to be intimidating. Despite this, he has full confidence in her capabilities, sometimes to a detrimental extent.
Paige trusts J. with a lot of things she’d never tell anyone else, initially because she knows he hardly ever talks but eventually out of genuine trust. J. takes it even further by revealing anxieties that even Rudy doesn’t know.
She’s largely disinterested in “physical” relations, with kissing and cuddling filling about the same niche. It’s not that she’s outright disgusted by the thought, it’s just that J. doesn’t feel like pushing it. He likes being close to her. He does want to have kids someday, though, which Paige is fine with.
Both think of themselves as the defender of the other. J.’s less likely to speak out in tense social situations while Paige is physically the weakest of the core cast, although J. harder to push around since he’s terrifying and Paige is more reliant on hand to hand since she lacks special attacks. Both are prone to panicking in the same situations, though.
J. isn’t above pranking her once the two grow more at ease with each other. More often than not, Paige will panic and physically retaliate on pure instinct and always feels awful for overreacting (hanging out with Tyler so much has shifted her sense of humor to be far more rascally), but Paige attacking him just makes J. laugh harder.
J. always kisses her on the top of the forehead due to the massive difference in height between them, usually without provocation. She gets all fussy over it but clearly loves the attention.

Angie (Orange) X Bryan (Cyan) = Sugar and Spice
They’ve been aware of each other’s existence for years but are only recently getting to know each other. They happen to be next door neighbors.
Angie has the worst sense of humor, especially when it comes to puns and wordplay. Bryan’s among the few to appreciate her jokes with any sort of consistency. Granted, it’s mostly just a weak chuckle or the subtle blowing of air out his nonexistent nostrils, but it’s enough to grab Angie’s attention.
Angie’s feelings for Bryan evolve over the first volume. They don’t interact that much, but he goes from someone she passively finds attractive to someone she flirts with to see his reactions to genuinely falling in love with him.
Bryan initially has difficulty telling Angie’s genuine advances from her usual trolling. It kinda stings Angie a little bit, but she knows she can’t be too upset. If anything, it just encourages her to keep on trying, especially since he’s never outright rejected her.
Angie loves cheesy pickup lines. They’re…creative, if nothing else. Once Bryan is convinced Angie’s intentions are genuine, he starts making ones of his own as a sign of reciprocation, much to Angie’s excitement. What a couple of dorks.
Bryan secretly loves how fiery and bold Angie is and wishes he had someone like that in his life. He occasionally finds himself fantasizing about being with her before catching himself. Peony and Lyman catch on fairly quickly and ship the two together. It helps that Lyman’s an old friend of hers.
Angie’s totally the sort to fight Bryan’s battles for him and make a scene in the process. Fewer people in comparison are willing to give Angie a hard time directly, but those who do find out Bryan knows how to keep a person alive, silent, miserable, and potentially in pain for a very, very long time without ever being caught.
Angie was under the impression that Bryan, Peony, and Lyman were an item for the longest time. The second she learns that’s not the case, she immediately starts putting moves on him.
Bryan bakes. Angie isn’t usually even that big a dessert person, but she jumps straight into a marriage proposal when trying his stuff.
Angie’s dated loads of people; Bryan’s had a few lovers in the past, none of which have ended well for them due to his overzealously protective father. He can’t legally talk about him while the cameras are on, but let’s just say there’s a reason Bryan’s learned to favor the fierce type.
Angie’s a nicknamer and has dozens of affectionate monikers for Bryan.
They’re roughly equal in terms of physical strength, even if Angie’s the better brawler; Angie’s visibly muscular, while Bryan’s built more like a power lifter and thus looks more chubby, especially when not exerting himself. Angie loves to squeeze him close to her since he constantly radiates a soft warmth.
Bryan’s just soft in general in a way that Angie can’t pin down. His eyes that sag at a friendly angle? His fluffy Tintin hairstyle? His Puni Plush body type? The way his facial hair frames his face like cat whiskers? Hard to say.
Angie has a genuinely sweet smile that Bryan loves to see. It always puts him in a better mood.
Occasionally, Angie will say something so suggestive it’ll shatter both their composures. Bryan takes longer to cool off after being flustered, so Angie usually has enough time to recover and twist it into something more eloquent.
There are disconcertingly few members of the main cast with a positive relationship with both their parents, but Angie and Bryan both have daddy issues. In Angie’s case, the issue is that she doesn’t have one since he died when she was a kid…and then abandoned her. Needless to say, she has abandonment issues that she struggles with that leaks into both her platonic and romantic relationships, and it doesn’t help that she tries to downplay them due to a fear of driving people away by being too clingy. Bryan has a father, and a mother for that matter, and he appreciates the attempts, but their…career path has definitely messed him up a bit and is the reason he’s so mild-mannered and occasionally melancholic in the present.

Chloe (Green) X Geneva (Magenta) = Mad Science
A fairly straightforward smart tsundere and silly goofball duo except both are probably insane.
Geneva thinks Chloe is the tiniest, cutest thing ever and routinely tries to pick her up and hug her like a plush toy. Chloe predictably isn’t too fond of this as it’s a cruel reminder of how short she is.
Chloe’s the youngest member of the cast, Geneva only being a little less than a year older than her. Chloe is generally more attracted to the dignified, mature type, such as her crush on her college professor old enough to be her (fairly young, granted) father, so Jenny’s fighting an uphill battle.
Their interests have a surprising amount of overlap. Geneva happens to have loved space ever since she was a toddler and has long dreamed of traveling the stars with a partner. Chloe happens to be an inventor. Geneva’s not usually very eloquent, quite the opposite, but it’s those sorts of aspirations that help her collect her thoughts and become lucid, a side of her Chloe is intrigued by.
Geneva likes seeing the things Chloe makes. Chloe’s inventions give her a sort of mad scientist image that she desperately wants to shake. Chloe feels somewhat grateful that there’s anybody who appreciates her genius; she just kinda wishes it wasn’t the Drewman whose defining characteristic is her questionable sanity.
Once she learns that Chloe has a secret love for stuffed animals, she goes out of her way to steal borrow buy steal some and leave them on her doorstep with notes attached. Chloe keeps every single one of them and is surprised to learn they’re from Geneva.
A familiar position for them is Chloe in Geneva’s lap, the latter’s legs wrapped around the former as she rests her head atop Chloe’s. Chloe’s the shortest woman in the main cast and Geneva’s the tallest, and the second of both extremes at that. Geneva probably has a foot and three quarters on Chloe, who doesn’t even reach her chest.
Geneva calls her “Chlo-Chlo”. Chloe’s unconsciously started calling her “Jen” in return.
Geneva is specifically the reason Chloe made OTTO, her laboratory security system AI. When Chloe uploads him into a robot body, Geneva takes advantage of her being the inspiration to declare herself and Chloe as OTTO’s mothers. OTTO just goes along with it despite Chloe’s protests. Aziz, being the one who helped program him, is declared OTTO’s “donor” and “godparent”; Geneva wanted to fully rope him into the parenthood thing, but nipped that in the bud. Ironically, neither Chloe nor Geneva have mothers.
Spoilers for the inevitable, but Chloe both stops protesting Geneva’s advances and her insistence that they’re OTTO’s parents, even embracing their roles as “stern mom” and “fun mom”.
Chloe and OTTO’s (and Aziz’s) influence actually forces Geneva to slow down a little and mellow out. Motherhood, amirite?
With one Weird Sister comes the other. Ingrid takes the opportunity to see if Chloe’s worth Geneva’s time. It’s mostly just an excuse for her to wreak havoc inside Chloe’s lab. Still, the fact Geneva always reprimands her for giving Chloe a hard time proves to Ingrid that she’s dedicated to the girl.
Chloe’s emotional intelligence is abysmally low, and while she discretely starts keeping a digital diary of Geneva’s likes and desires-for “totally” platonic reasons, mind you-to make up for the difference, Chloe’s not great at interpreting Geneva’s desires in the moment. Well, less great than everyone else is at interpreting her.
Chloe has Gordon teach her how to cook when Geneva starts staying at the lab for longer and longer periods of time. He immediately figures out Chloe’s motives, much to her immense embarrassment.
Rudy and J. are basically Chloe’s cool but protective older brothers looking out for Chloe’s best interests, while Angie’s the big sister who intentionally meddles in Chloe’s romantic affairs. And guess who ends up being the one who pushes them closer together?
Geneva, while not to the same extent as Ingrid, is somewhat unpopular among her cast mates for her unpredictable and sometimes dangerous behavior. Seeing this is what finally lets Chloe begin to emphasize with Jenny since her own reputation as a mad scientist has led her to be treated the same way in the past.
Chloe’s one of the first people to pick up on the fact Geneva’s actually not all that dumb; just really scatterbrained and weird. She’s eventually able to, via “scientific observation”, notice Geneva’s artistic genius, greater aspirations, and unorthodox logic. Perhaps they’re both just misunderstood geniuses.

Noah (Black) X Whitney (White) = Checkmate
They’ve been friends since high school. As always, Whitney was the uptight type A overachiever and Noah the popular class clown slacker guy. Whitney insists they’re not an item to everyone who “assumes” that’s the case. And to a bunch of other people unprompted.
Noah’s a massive and notorious playboy. He’s passively attracted to everyone on the company besides Chloe, who he met when she was 19 and is a little uncomfortable with the potential age gap, to her chagrin. Either way, most of Dullsville’s population would agree he’s hot. But Whitney isn’t jealous. Not in the slightest. She couldn’t care less.
Noah’s favorite targets to hit on are usually people who flirt back, people who get annoyed (but never uncomfortable), single people who take compliments well, single people who get super flustered, and couples so he can hit on two people at once. If a person asks him to stop in no uncertain terms, he’ll back off without a complaint. Unless you’re Landon, since he’s kind of a jerk and pissing him off is hilarious.
The backing off part and Noah/Whitney’s shared history is especially important here. In school, before they became friends, Whitney politely but firmly asked him to knock it off. Noah didn’t have any problems complying since he was just messing around at the time, but then they had to work together on a project that caused them to grow closer together.
Noah and Whitney both have big, but very fragile egos. Whitney doesn’t want to admit she made a rash, though fully understandable given the context, assumption about Noah before getting to know him. Noah realizes he shot himself in the foot by coming on so strongly and blames himself, but refuses to acknowledge that the problem was his bad timing and assumes he just isn’t her type in general. They’re both highly intelligent, even if Noah doesn’t act the part or show off, which makes them even more stubborn.
Whitney’s in denial about her feelings. To put things in perspective, she has index cards with her ambitions for the future planned out, complete with little doodles to illustrate her points. She’s going to be big name business CEO in her first step towards legal world domination…what’s that? What about that little drawing of Noah in an apron? That’s just a placeholder for Whitney’s loving househusband holding down the fort while she’s busy with work. It’s just a coincidence that so many people wear their hair like him. Besides, he’d be a terrible husband, always distracting her with his dumb jokes, showering her with affection and praise, that cute way he strokes his chin when thinking. The worst part is that they’re gonna have three kids-
Noah, normally a massive tease, tries desperately to downplay his own feelings. Yeah, he had a thing for Whitney in the past, but it was just a silly childhood crush that he’s long since gotten over. They’d be incompatible anyway. She’s a woman with big plans and her whole future ahead of her; she practically knows everything! Why would she want a slacker like him? Whitney’s all classy and stuff, with her freshly ironed clothes that always look immaculate no matter what she’s been up to, perfectly styled hair with the consistency of a cloud, the way she always smells softly sweet. There are plenty of other cute, smart dorks with adorable tooth gaps and freckles like powdered sugar and-
There are some days Noah genuinely considers his crush on Whitney as an inconvenience. Sometimes he just can’t focus because of how much she occupies his mind. Not that he’s especially good at focusing to begin with, but still. Noah’s usually very outspoken about what he finds attractive and has a slightly raunchy sense of humor, but on these days he hates himself for finding Whitney attractive when she, as far as he knows, will never love him back.
Whitney deals with these feelings of inadequacy less often, but still semi-regularly. She’s mostly well liked among the cast members for being smart, polite, and friendly, but since she’s so competitive and uptight about rules she has more rivals in the company than the average character. As a result, Whitney’s super self conscious about her flaws and worries that Noah might find her excessively stuffy, bossy, or aggressive. It’s funny, that’s part what Noah loves about her, as much as she loves his dry wit and silly personality.
Part of what makes their dynamic sort of tragic is that they work so well together in general and get along fabulously despite occasionally taking shots at each other’s expense. They’re both just too afraid to take that risk, an extension of Noah’s lack of motivation and Whitney’s desperate need to have everything planned out.
They’re both introduced working at the Cosmic Latte Cafe. They were living together upstairs above the restaurant portion of the building, so they’re used to living together. Eventually they move in with Peony, Bryan, and Lyman. Lyman could solve all their problems since he can read emotions, but his own girlfriend seems to have given him a new appreciation of schadenfreude that makes him want to see how long they can drag things out.
Bryan’s house has a master bedroom, but Bryan and Peony have no use for that much space while Lyman just sleeps wherever without a specific bedroom. Noah and Whitney end up sharing a bed without any complaint. They still deny anything between them. Whitney hogs the blanket anyway, as Noah claims.
Speaking of Bryan, of all the people Noah’s hit on, he seems to be the only person Whitney sees as an actual romantic rival, oddly enough. She’s still nice to him since he’s letting her live with him and he’s one of the more sensible people in town, but she’s always vigilant.
Noah comes up with nicknames for everyone. While he’ll often dub Whitney “Rapier Whit”, she’s the person he calls by name the most.
Noah hasn’t given up on winning her attention, he’s just wary about asking her outright like he would anyone else. Instead, he wants to subtly show off how mature he’s gotten so she’ll want to make a move. And of course, Whitney tries to slip in a few extra compliments and present herself as looser and more approachable so he’ll make a second first move.
Whitney (Afro-Latina, specifically half Cuban), has repeatedly considered exploiting cultural differences to kiss Noah on the cheek as a greeting. She always loses her nerve though, which is probably for the best given how easily the plan could backfire on her.
Noah predictably finds her cute when she’s fired up and tends to push her buttons but in a way that makes it clear he’s only doing so to get a reaction from her and not to genuinely offend her. He also uses this as an excuse to flirt with her by playing it off as his regular gadfly self. Whitney accepts this as a challenge to test her mental endurance and to encourage his problem solving skills.
They’re not inseparable, but they do default to each other for company, emotional support, and teamwork. It takes a bit for them to be truly comfortable with each other, but it’s truly rewarding for both when they do.

Lyman (Lime) X Ingrid (Indigo) = Evil Eye/Death Glare
The first couple to form onscreen; Ingrid’s into the occult and instinctively attracted to freaky things, while Lyman has aura vision and might not be as physically Drewman as he presents himself.
Most of the cast is afraid of Ingrid because she looks and acts like a menace. She knows it’s her own fault and that it’s hypocritical to her continue her behavior, but she can’t help herself. Lyman’s mercifully able to see into her soul and knows she’s not a bad person. That’s another reason they click so well.
That’s not to say that Lyman always approves of Ingrid’s antics. If she steps out of line, he’ll usually reprimand her.
Lyman isn’t always such an idealized partner. An over reliance on his aura vision means he normally sees events as tinted by others’ biases. This works both for and against Ingrid. Sometimes Lyman lets her get away with too much because she, and by extension he, sees the situation as lighthearted playing. Other times he can get on her case on the off chance she’s completely innocent. His live and let live personality and the fact the series is all recorded means these misunderstandings are easily cleared up, but it’s enough for Lyman to try to rely on aura less.
The above isn’t helped by the fact that Ingrid cares really deeply about how Lyman specifically thinks of her. Lyman picks up on these anxieties and they fuel his own to the point where he wishes he didn’t have his psychic powers, or could at least fully shut them off rather than suppress them.
Lyman’s aura vision is passive, but his other abilities such as telepathy and mind reading are not. He cares about and respects personal boundaries, although Ingrid doesn’t usually mind him poking around in her head on a good day. There are occasions where she’s upset and would rather not be around him, though.
Something Lyman has yet to realize is that his own emotional state is colored by the ambient mood, and Ingrid’s torrent of inner demons can turn him moody. If nothing else, the things they do are never intentionally or directly the reason the other is in a bad mood.
Sometimes Lyman can’t figure out what to do to help Ingrid and just holds her tightly to him. Sometimes that’s all he can do. Sometimes a hug is just all Ingrid needs.
Lyman’s constantly sleep deprived for a number of reasons. He can only rest peacefully when Ingrid’s with him. He involuntarily purrs like a cat when genuinely content, so Ingrid also gets something out of it. They’re basically an orange cat and an aggressive chihuahua.
Lyman rarely has dreams. His astral projection usually activates on its own when unconscious, so the two have a routine where he jumps over to Ingrid’s mind to hang out.
Neither gets jealous. They could easily be poly, but they both kind of scare people and the only people who’d probably be willing to date both are Angie and Noah, both of whom are pursuing other people. Skylar also has a small crush on Lyman, which Ingrid finds cute and entertaining.
If it’s just the two of them, Lyman doesn’t process the heinous things Ingrid says as threatening since she’s so happy when she says them. Ingrid once got him to agree to a blood pact to intertwine their souls for eternity. Lyman’s response, and I quote: “So we’re, like, married now?”
Ingrid’s moms are pleasantly surprised that Ingrid found a partner. Not because of Ingrid’s…eccentricity, since psychos like her are a dime a dozen on Canvas, but because they didn’t think the sort of eldritch monster boys she’s usually into actually existed.
Outright seeing the future is among the few things Lyman can’t currently do with his powers, so Ingrid’s been trying to achieve that to impress him and to help shoulder the burden of knowing so much.
They do scary movie nights all the time with Geneva and take the piss out of them constantly, Lyman because he’s a movie buff and Ingrid because she thinks she could do better. Geneva never feels like a third wheel thanks to the other two genuinely enjoying her company.

Tyler (Teal) X Lucia (Fuchsia) = Tooth and Nail
The only couple other than Violet and Gordon to be an item upon their debut. In fact, Tyler advocated for Lucia to join.
They’ve known each other since childhood. While Tyler’s mostly more of a goofball than a menace and Lucia’s stoic and abrasive, the dynamic was actually switched as kids.
Lucia’s childhood, aside from a rough divorce, was mostly normal by ICT standards. Tyler’s childhood was a travesty: his mother, to put it bluntly, hated him and put his brother (who in turn hated her) on a pedestal. As a result, Tyler used to be far more of a violent psycho than he is now, with he and his brother being dreaded by the town.
Lucia used to be very shy and quiet. Since Tyler didn’t find her enough of a threat to justify antagonizing, he mostly left her alone. Lucy was picked on a lot as a kid, which rubbed Ty the wrong way since she had never done anything to deserve it and would never defend herself.
That’s right. Lucia became the way she is now by emulating Tyler. Nobody dared to pick on either of them after Lucia evolved into a state similar to how she is now.
Tyler used to spend more time at Lucia’s houses than his own between when Tyler’s brother left for college and when they themselves were old enough to graduate from high school. Lucia’s still on relatively good terms with her parents, now more amicably separated, but Tyler doesn’t know or care what his mother’s up to.
The two eventually left their home town for Dullsville a year or so before the series. Tyler’s brother was essentially their guardian for a bit until they were able to save up for their own place.
They don’t know when they became a couple. Tyler just kissed her on the cheek one day in a spur-of-the-moment decision. Lucia decided she didn’t hate it and kissed him back.
Lucia basically represents the feeling of unconditional support that Tyler only got from his brother prior. That’s actually why he’s so much more of a dork now; it’s the first time he’s felt safe enough to lower his barriers. Likewise, Tyler symbolizes the moment Lucia learned to take her life into her own hands and not let herself be a victim.
While there’s a clear difference in how they act, Tyler and Lucia as a pairing are deliberately meant to avoid “opposites attract” in their archetypes. It’s rare for delinquent-types to be paired off with each other, so I wanted to do something unique with them.
Lucia gets super embarrassed by PDA, and an embarrassed Lucy is a violent Lucy. She’s got a reputation to uphold.
Lucia will give Tyler a relatively light slug in the arm when he says something stupid. On the off chance the roles are reversed, Tyler will bonk her on the top of the head. It’d be a stretch to call any of the cast’s relationships idealized, but these two especially are prone to petty arguments and casually insulting each other. It’s just how they are.
While one will get angry on the other’s behalf if harm ever comes to them, their tough guy personalities mean they don’t feel the need to fight each other’s battles unless the plot’s in “serious mode”.
While Lucia’s the more socially stunted and less talkative of the two, she’s at least honest to Tyler about how she feels if asked or if there’s an urgent issue. It’s actually Tyler who’s more liable to passive aggressively sulk around and dance around what’s bothering him since he puts a lot more energy into appearing tough.
They like to kiss each other’s facial scars to represent how they’ll always emotionally support each other, which is great since neither of them are great with words. Tyler has more scars under his shirt, but he’s too ticklish for Lucy to touch those.
While I’d be lying if I said Lucia wasn’t the jealous type, she has no problem with Tyler and Paige’s friendship since she’s been in Paige’s exact situation before. And because Paige is smart enough to know to step off. That being said, Lucia still wishes she spent more time with the two. She’ll never admit it, though.
Lucia writes a little sometimes. She’s a little embarrassed by it since it’s a lot more flowery (yet characteristically profane) than how she usually speaks. Tyler fully supports her and reads all of it, although he doesn’t know what a lot of the words she uses means.
Tyler’s always able to amuse her. She rarely laughs in the company of others, but he’s learned to recognize her facial cues.
They’re both morons. Lucia’s just more inclined to use her head than Tyler.
Tyler’s the only one who gets to call her “cute”. Sometimes he pushes his luck too far and goes as far as calling her “small”. Unfortunately for Tyler, Lucia’s far stronger than him, but his arms are long enough to hold her away from him like an angry cat until she simmers down.

Eloise (Turquoise) X Georgia (Peach) = Stone Fruit
Eloise has two types: dorky men and strong women.
While Georgia wouldn’t normally bother with the valley girl sort like Eloise, the fact Ellie (along with Amber) has managed to build a career independently earns GA’s respect quickly.
Georgia’s about as dense as a pile of bricks; much of their early screen time together is Eloise dropping increasingly unsubtle hints to her. She would usually just cut her losses and move on, but Eloise really starts to take it personally after a while. Violet suspects Georgia might be arospec as well, but she also thinks it’s more likely she’s just dumb.
All the time and effort it took Eloise to grab Georgia’s attention was rewarding in the long run since Georgia’s sort of a massive simp who’ll do just about anything Eloise asks of her. She’s still a tad oblivious sometimes, so Eloise has to continuously remind herself to be upfront.
Georgia’s something of a handywoman, and Eloise kills any machine she touches besides her own phone. In general, Georgia has banned Eloise from half the house chores lest she accidentally take it apart.
The Kid, Eloise’s nephew, adores Georgia since she’s so big and strong. Georgia’s adult siblings similarly like having Eloise around, if solely because they all thought Georgia was going to die alone.
Eloise’s favorite way to get GA’s attention is to steal her hat and make her chase her down. Georgia usually lets her keep it for a while after.
Georgia’s a bit physically rough around the edges and thick skinned due to years of farm work, especially in the hands. Eloise still takes any opportunity she can to hold them.
Eloise is loyal, don’t get me wrong, but she’s more likely to express attraction to other people than Georgia is. Georgia’s not used to being jealous, so she mostly just gets all sulky until Eloise comforts her.
Georgia’s hands can wrap around Eloise’s entire arm. The same could be said of Gordon and Violet, and the height difference is even more pronounced between them than it is Ellie and George, but Eloise is much more into the size dynamic.
Eloise knows all Georgia’s farm animals’ names, interests, and thumb prints.
Despite the intentional juxtaposition of their upbringings and Eloise being from a well-off family, it’s more often Georgia who finds herself in the “naïve, sheltered everygirl” role due to having good manners and proper etiquette drilled into her from an early age. Eloise, in contrast, is something of a “bad girl”.
Georgia just likes the sound of Eloise’s voice in general, especially when she slips into French, even if she can’t keep up with a lot of her vernacular. Eloise also finds herself swooning over Georgia’s southern drawl.
Georgia gets invited to Eloise and Amber’s “He Said, She Said” web show semi-frequently. She has no idea what’s ever going on when she’s featuring, but she’s happy to be included. Plus, their fans adore her and ship her and Eloise immensely.
Georgia, like Gordon, lives under a rock in terms of pop culture exposure. Eloise ends up explaining a lot of things to her and takes the opportunity to hold viewing parties with her.
In general, they manage to avoid most of the pitfalls of their “opposites attract” relationship due to a mix of Georgia being fairly familiar with the city life and Eloise trying harder than she should to fit in with the rural part of Dullsville that Georgia lives in. During one of Eloise’s first visits to the farmhouse, she put on a hilariously cliché “country girl” getup. Georgia couldn’t stop laughing for ten minutes afterward. GA insisted she keep it though, so it wasn’t a total loss.

Landon (Lavender) X Austin (Gold) = Gilded Lily
If a Drewman feels attraction, they will swing both ways. They don’t even really have a label for it outside of the context of contrast with the lack thereof. It’s just that the only woman Landon’s shown considerable interest in is your mother. I’m only half joking.
Austin’s last (read: first) relationship was with Crimson, who is incidentally Landon’s best friend. She ended things with him because of how passive he was in their relationship. That was one of the very few meaningful, non-familial relationships Austin had before his debut and it clearly colored his relationship with Landon.
Austin’s slightly afraid of women but somehow (blame Ingrid and Geneva) has a reputation for being a playboy to rival Noah. Landon loves to play into the rumors to see Austin deny them.
Austin is so starved for affection that his thoughts start swirling when Landon elbows him in a “am I right?” manner. Landon picks up on this quickly and quickly grows to love teasing him whenever he can.
Occasionally, when one of the golden coins that Austin’s body naturally sheds from the torso area shakes loose, Landon will bite it hard while maintaining eye contact as if checking for a counterfeit. Austin’s obviously a conductor of heat, and seeing this always makes him go supernova.
Austin tends to act like a tsundere towards Landon, and the latter makes it so much easier for Austin with his irreverent bad boy attitude. In reality, he’s thrilled with whatever attention Landon gives to him. Landon himself, while a colossal troll to everyone to the point where he can be an outright liability to ICT, is always kind and playful towards Austin.
He tends to find himself having to rein Landon’s less benevolent traits in, but Austin has his own pragmatic streak that shows up when he’s confronted with the risk of failure. Landon thinks Austin’s darker side is incredibly hot.
Landon is secretly super into dorky cinnamon rolls like Austin, especially when they’re as sensitive as him. He leans into any sort of physical contact Landon gives to him. Landon likes to cuddle Austin in general since his metallic outer skin is incredibly smooth to the touch yet surprisingly malleable if not struck forcefully. Austin tends to subconsciously scratch Landon’s stubble in his quiet moments.
Landon exploits Austin being made entirely of gold for all it’s worth. If he wants to annoy him, he’ll deliberately leave a smudge on his neck and laugh as Austin desperately tries to polish it off. Sometimes it’s the opposite, and Landon takes the opportunity to polish Austin’s back.
Forrest is a very sweet person, but Landon’s lackadaisical attitude and manipulative streak makes him one of the very few people Forrest doesn’t like. They’re petty nemeses, even. Austin, on the other hand, likes him just fine despite their opposite upbringings due to both being very gentle and quick-thinking. Forrest knows how jealous Landon gets seeing them together and uncharacteristically revels in it.
Noah, being Noah, has Landon as one of his favorite male targets. Landon very quickly grows sick of him, not helped by Noah deliberately continuing to hit on him with the sole purpose of pissing him off. Unlike with Forrest, Austin fully knows of this animosity and actively encourages it since anything that genuinely irritates Landon is objectively hilarious.
Agatha is Austin’s younger sister and Landon’s other best friend. Sometimes she’s clearly vying for them to get together so Landon can potentially be her brother. Other times she wants him to keep his talons out of her dearest sibling. It varies, but even Landon is intimidated by a wrathful Agatha.
Landon doesn’t want to have kids. Austin doesn’t exactly know how he thinks they’d make them, but given his own lonely childhood, he’s pretty leery about the prospect of having kids himself.
Landon prides himself a manipulator, but he can’t even say “no” to Austin. His Ozzy.
There was one time where Austin’s father was using his annual day off to meet his son’s paramour. Landon being financially well off and the gadfly he is, he makes a massive show of requesting Austin’s hand in marriage. For years after, Landon calls Austin his prince as a way to embarrass him.
#dullsville#color theory#it’s color theory#ict#original character#character design#artists on tumblr#webcomic#ship dynamics
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Here we go again talking about "Mine" and explaining my absence. For the past month or two I've been questioning myself if I want to put Mine on a hiatus(Which I didn't feel was surprising considering that I've vented about the game so much on this blog, I'm sorry for that). I wouldn't be getting rid of it and I would be heading back to it eventually, but I just needed to step away and really think about what I wanted to do. At this point in time I'm still questioning what I want to do. Long story short Mine won't be getting released any time soon and it needs a lot of work to be done on it, in every way.
I think my biggest issue was rushing into this project. I was so SO excited to just get my story out and talk about my characters and ideas, but I had almost nothing set in stone or planned out. Some of my favorite story aspects I created after I made this blog, granted it wasn't a obvious change since it had to do with spoilers, and story aspect kind of just fit together to make a bigger plot twist. I still love what I've created thus far, but it needs so much work, and it feels weird and off to have changes just happen with the characters and story.
I was getting bored of certain characters and the art style. I won't be getting rid of any characters because even the ones who don't seem that important to the overall plot are still important, but I'll be changing/upgrading character designs. And especially changing the art style. I was really disliking my style for Mine and even more so after the Halloween drawing. I did practice around a bit and I found a style I like, but it's still not set in stone.
This is kind of what I was thinking. The eyes have a more defined shape, the nose is different, the hair is more detailed. I've also been wanted to mess around with coloring and shading. And once again this style is not set in stone, but this is what I'm leaning towards as of now. I want the game to have an anime style for reasons, but I did also try a style that's more mine I guess? Like I drew Yani in the style I draw in the most, the style that's most consistent to me. I mainly did this because one my bestfriends has been helping me sort out my own feelings and she said to at least try a more cartoon style even if the anime style is what I'm aiming for in the end.
I obviously I do like the style, but it's just not what I'm going for, so I was going to try drawing different eyes styles and then I would build a face to match that.
I did like these, but it didn't inspire me and I didn't want these for Mine. So this is what I've been working on for now, I'm trying t build my interest in this story again. I know I've talked about it before, but Yani and Jun's designs are the ones I'm most proud about(maybe Aki as well, if I change anything it wouldn't be too extreme), but the other characters will be getting an upgrade, in design, story, and personality.
Minato in particular. I feel so bad because as much as I like Minato, he feels so plain to me. Like I don't have fun writing him or drawing him. There are things I do really enjoy about him, like his hair style, and his yellow eyes. But I'm bored with pretty much everything else about him, and that's not a good sign, he's the first route, the first character to be released. he needs something to draw in the player, but I don't feel like he has that. I don't know where to really go with him though. I think the fact that he's the least yandere is charming and important, like to lure the player into a false sense of security, almost as if they were just playing a normal visual novel/dating sim with routes, and then the creepy stuff starts mainly happening with the other routes, but obviously I need something to make his route exciting.
In the meantime asks will most likely not be answered until I've figured the characters out more. When I figure out the characters as well, I want to go back and slowly work on updating previous asks to fit the new personality and stories. I'll probably make a poll on how to go about that just in case people want the old answered asks or something. Maybe I could just do something like-
Old: bhjdhsvjagjhasgd
New: VHJDhfdjgshdf
I don't know as of now. I also want to go back and update my 100 followers event drawings, and obviously finish that. Which by the way I am so sorry to everyone who sent in requests, for that event and just in general. Me struggling with Mine's art style has been a thing, even with the refs, there were some refs that I just hated how they turned out(cough cough Hoshi). I also have been practicing with more cartoon(?) styles, so working on a game with an anime style reminds me of my past styles, which I hated because I got those feeling of hating my style or falling behind my peers who were finding their style. I'm a lot better with it now, but I felt like I was falling back into old habits/styles, and it was upsetting.
While I was planning my hiatus, I kept thinking about some of my other game ideas because if I was going to go on hiatus I would focus on another one of my games with a more simple style(Since I wondered if complexity of the style was also an issue for my lack of motivation with Mine), and I do like my other games and ideas and characters, but none of hem were appealing to me like how Mine did. I went into Mine so excited and ready to talk and share my characters, but with my other stories I was just feeling more unmotivated with them, other then "The Magi Academy" which makes sense since that is my comfort story but also I'm gonna work on this in the background since the game is huge.
Another thing I thought about doing while on hiatus was making a test game, where I get used to making games, where I practice. Cause Mine is my first game, but I'm not sure I want it to actually be my first game, but I have no interest in my other games as of now so this game would be simple, a little test to get used to everything that comes with making a game. I'll probably work on this while I'm working on the art style for Mine and the character designs. It will have multiple routes and characters. I wouldn't really call it a dating sim, there will be romance elements but I think more then anything it will be a little "get to know my oc's" type story. Maybe I'll talk about it more if anyone if interested. Although when I make games in the future I'll either make the blogs later, when the game is almost finished or if finished, or at least claim the name and work on them later.
I'd say that Mine is going on a hiatus, at least with this blog, but I will be working on it! Mine won't be getting released soon and when I made this blog I didn't expect Mine to come out this year. Another thing I want to end up doing is dev logs, maybe weekly or monthly, it won't happen soon, but eventually I want to do dev logs. As of now though, I have a lot to think about with the characters and the story/stories. I'll probably work on character personalities and stories before their actual design so I can get back to writing asks, and then I'll be redoing refs and any bigger drawings I've done so far. I also want to have a schedule for answering asks, so I'll probably spend the weekends answering asks and then the weekdays I'll be working on the game, but this is for the future. My ask box and messages will be open though if anyone has any questions :3 I hope that this will help me regain the passion and excitement that I hold for this story, have a great day/night, and thank you for you continued support🩵
#Sorry for my absence#it will happen again#Jun and Yani will stay pretty much the same#their designs are more what I'm used to#more detailed I guess#if they do get any change it wouldn't be too extreme#Although I do want to work on writing Yani better#really amplifying those yandere tendencies#esp the identity theft since that was a really interesting topic to write!!#I don't plan on changing everything about the other characters either though just things that I think could use some changing and updating#id like to keep you guys updated with character designs and art style ideas though!#sorry to come back with some negative news but i wanted to come clean and be honest about my feelings with mine
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I just have to say, I've been literally obsessed with a lot of your fanfics lately! After you posted an update for a lot of your fanfics in April, I decided to give them a shot and I absolutely don't regret my decision! Your writing just seems to draw me in and before I know it, I've finished all the available chapters of the fanfic I was reading! Your characterization of these characters are different but very appealing, especially your Swapfell Red Sans (I love that little sucker so much)! All the fluffy and weird situations that happen with the MC and the skeletons either has me cooing at the heartwarming moments or laughing my ass off at the absurd shenanigans the MC and the skeletons get into. Like that moment in "Dire Wolf" where Fang hides MC in his body so she can see Dire and Wolf but it just ends up getting worse and worse for Fang, that entire moment had me laughing like a banshee because it was so funny to me!
Sorry for the rambling but I needed to word vomit about your fanfics. I do have a question though, are some of your fanfics discontinued? Specifically "Dire Wolf" and "Gremlins".
Thank you so much! As much as I fell in love with Underfell Sans in the beginning... Swapfell Red Sans has definitely stolen my heart and I was a little sad not seeing more of him out there when I had initially started writing. I very much enjoyed writing his yandere chapter in Yandere Oneshots, talk about a smooth operator. I'm very proud of that moment with Fang in Dire Wolf! I like to say "what horribly embarrassing thing that I can do to them that could be absolutely possible due to them being monsters?" Then giggle maniacally as I write it. Embarrassment tropes were my thing back in the day and I'm glad it has stuck with me for my undertale writings...
I only have one fic on indefinite hiatus and that is All or Nothing. I got overwhelmed with everything I was trying to fit into, what I was hoping to be, a short story and got very burned out. As it stands I have published over 20 different stories on AO3 and that's not even including the ones that I've written that I haven't brought to light. I was hoping to budget my time the year before last as I had a schedule that allowed me to do so but that changed. I've been through a lot of major life happenings and accidents that it put a lot of things on the back burner... not to mention to many ideas that like to pop into my head that grabs my attention away. I also have a physically demanding job as of now, though I much enjoy it, I'm very exhausted by the time I get home. It's one of the reasons I will not have a Patreon for my work. Not that I don't like a few ko-fi's here and there for my writing, and just writing for the fun of it, but I don't want to be put on a deadline as that will only make things not flow and be considered work. It also wouldn't be fair for everyone to get half baked chapters and be paying for it. There are some days that I have to put certain fics away because nothing was flowing right and that doesn't mean I haven't written future things waiting to be upcoming chapters... it's when I finally have that "Ah HA!" moment and something can finally go together the way I envisioned it. Unfortunately it takes time for me and I can't miss a day of work with the bills I've got... Especially after getting rear ended by that uninsured motorist... that took a lot of money to fix and they have straight up disappeared so there is nothing I can do but have a warrant for their arrest for evading trial. Out of all the things that happened this year that's the one that cost the most and took far more of my time than I would have liked. (Sorry for the vent, I literally just got my car back today and the accident was in late March.)
Gremlins has a chapter coming once I get the right words on a certain situation and Dire Wolf was at a good stopping place for the moment. Dire Wolf is probably going to have story arcs if I go into depth with every single skeleton but the main two are my primary focus.
As for the others I find myself editing and then not liking how something was written or the placement in time setting and it goes back to being worked on a bit more.
I thank you all for your patience with me! I am trying and hopefully *looks around, knocks on wood, offers prayers to the universe* that I can get my calendar situated and I can actually give you a better idea of posts and more frequent posts. Soon overtime will just be a distant memory... I hope... and more free time rather than a few paragraphs I can fit in during lunch.
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Could you do a concept of Alicent from House of the Dragon with a handmaid/lady-in-waiting darling?
Watching/reading ASOIAF related content and I'm getting ideas. Am I being self indulgent? Perhaps... but let me have this.
As usual with ASOIAF content, read Trigger Warnings carefully.
Yandere! Alicent Hightower with Handmaid! Darling
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, ASOIAF content, Obsession, Affairs, Girl/Girl, Manipulation, Medieval marriage practices and Medieval practices in general, Jealousy, Possessive behavior, Intimacy mentioned (Touchy behavior, Bedding, etc) but nothing graphic, Unhealthy power dynamic, Targcest (Mentions of Aegon and Helaena's marriage in one line), Blood, Threats, Violence, Death, Restraints, Dubious/Forced relationship.
Alicent's story is a bit sad... but her actions feel vile at times.
Her father, Otto, made her marry King Viserys I to provide power to the Hightower family.
She didn't want such a role, such a role only ruined her freedoms.
She even lost Rhaenyra... the act of marrying her friend's father betraying the young princess.
Alicent was never happy in her marriage.
Her only purpose as queen was to supply male heirs for the throne.
She succeeded... having Aegon and Aemond... even a daughter, Helaena.
But all of this was out of duty.
Not love.
As a result I feel Alicent may confide in a loyal maid, you.
You're her personal maid, an outlet for her to vent to.
Alicent often calls her maid when she is not needed with the king.
You serve both her and Viserys I, but she calls you more often.
You showed the queen sympathy when she first brought up such issues.
She trusts you not to say a word as her handmaid, plus she can tell you pity her even if you don't understand the life of royalty.
Alicent's obsession starts as her speaking with you for comfort.
She wishes for her previous freedoms, she envies Rhaenyra for being able to do what she wishes...
Alicent wants to experience intimacy without just tolerating it.
As a result... Alicent ends up falling for the one person she trusts will care about her.
You are a comfort for her as her maid.
She knows she shouldn't have such feelings... you are a maid and Alicent is a queen married to a king.
Yet... when Alicent tests the waters with you after a few years... you seem so compliant.
You see the queen as what she is, a woman who has had her youth wasted.
You provide her friendship... support... someone to talk to.
Admittedly... when you noticed the queen get oddly touchy with you, it confused you.
When you spoke alone in her chambers, Alicent would sit beside you, a hand nearing your thigh as she leans closer.
The thought flusters you, but nothing's forced upon you.
Alicent grows fond of you when she speaks with you and watches you take care of her children.
You comfort Aegon when he's berated and correct him, you try to listen to Helaena's babbling about strange sayings, and you tend to Aemond's wounds after fights.
Alicent held no genuine love for Viserys... yet here she is infatuated with a maid.
I imagine eventually Alicent manages to convince you to join her in her bed when alone.
At first she says she just wishes to talk while you sit next to her...
But one thing leads to another...
Leaving the queen able to satiate herself.
Alicent keeps such an obsession hidden from everyone.
While Rhaenyra has rumors that her sons are Strongs (they are)... Alicent would rather have no rumors of her bedding her maid behind the king's back.
Alicent urges such an affair to stay quiet, she tells you not to say a word.
Yet this is only the start of Alicent's obsession.
Having been deprived of a partner of her choosing... she ends up soothing herself with her maid.
You are unsure how to feel about the queen being so attached to you.
She always has an arm or hand on you at all times, even at meals she keeps you close.
You feel uncomfortable under the gaze of Viserys and his children.
They have no idea how tightly Alicent holds your hand under the table... a reminder of the bond she has with you.
While you keep up appearances as the queen's handmaid, you know your duty when Alicent calls you to her chambers in private.
You'd be lying if you said you didn't like what the queen does for you.
You and the queen aid one another in many ways.
You are committing possibly illegal acts whenever the queen holds you close to her.
But guilt always manages to worm its way back into your mind.
Maybe you shouldn't enjoy it?
While Viserys is unaware... busy with his illness and children... you're here under Alicent's covers with her arms fully wrapped around you.
You are her escape... no matter the cost you have to pay.
As her obsession continues, Alicent continues to keep you close.
Many begin to whisper about the queen and her handmaid.
You two are very close... perhaps too close...
Yet such rumors are quickly snuffed out by Alicent whispering a silent order.
No one is allowed to touch you.
Even Aegon knows his place when he sees his mother hold you around the waist so tightly.
You're hers... even if you wished to change profession, she wouldn't let it go through.
You're her handmaid... her forbidden love... and she plans to be your one and only.
If others tried to court you, Alicent puts a stop to it.
A knight flirts with you? Alicent has his position moved.
Your family found someone for you? Alicent votes against it, saying she doesn't want her handmaid to devote herself to a partner yet.
Aegon touches you? Alicent will punish him herself.
Aemond already knows better and Helaena sees you in a platonic light.
Alicent worries Aegon will treat you like all the other maids... so you end up being unable to serve the prince for now.
Even when Viserys dies and Aegon II is set to be king... even when the war between the Blacks and Greens begins... Alicent has you by her side.
It's unknown if you are giving into her out of duty or genuine love by this point... but the queen has you on a tight lead.
With her husband gone, she is free to do with you as she wishes while Aegon II and Helaena act as the new king and queen.
Now her heart is fully dedicated to you.
She expects the same with you... any other partner being drained of their blood if they so much as touch you.
Ever since you gave in and provided comfort to the queen... you were hers.
Her mind deteriorates as tragic events begin to occur throughout the war.
Yet one thing is certain in her mind...
Her maid will always be by her side... even if it has to be by chains.
#yandere house of the dragon#yandere hotd#yandere a song of ice and fire#yandere asoiaf#yandere alicent hightower
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Pretty Boy Panic (Visual Novel)
Created by: Bingzi
Genre: Horror/Otome
This game, as many, is still in it's demo state and it's actually created by the same person who made Pocket Lover. Currently, there is only one route available, which is Li, one of the MC's neighbors, thought there is a bit of another boy Tao, who is currently still in the development that's in the game. There are three ending so far and a guide. It's not too long of a game, but it does bring up yandere elements.
The story starts out with the Tan Xin waking up and being annoyed because of their neighbors who are being loud. They haven't slept well in a while because of them and the sounds range from lewd to suspiciously like murder. Tan Xin works in marketing with their friend/neighbor Kelly. Their boss (who just got a promotion) has been very tough on Tan Xin, making them pick up his extra work, much to their dismay. While going home, Tan Xin is extremely tired and has the option to kick one of the neighbor's doors in frustration and out comes Li, a surprisingly handsome neighbor. Tan Xin vents about how loud the neighbors are, and though most of it seems to be a different neighbor's fault, Li promises not only to talk about keeping the noise down but also buying the Tan Xin's food. After going to sleep, Tan Xin notes that it feels as if someone is watching them sleep. Tan Xin wakes up the next day to hang out with Li and while talking sees a beat up neighbor come out. It turns out he had quite a stern "talking" to by Li. Li and Tan Xin go to someplace sweet to buy food and the two talk about themselves- like Li's job and hobbies. After a while Tan Xin develops a crush on Li and sees him bringing boxes into his room. If you offer to help carry them, he snaps at Tan Xin before apologizing- as it seems there are some important computers in there. Tan Xin gets sleepier and sleepier as the days go by and even starts to lose things. One particular day, Kelly has to wake Tan Xin up before they oversleep and they head to work. Kelly asks Tan Xin to write James up for workplace harassment and the two go back. Li sees both of them coming back and asks the MC if they could start dating since they like each other. He says yes on the condition that Tan Xin stop talking to Kelly. The next day Kelly seems to have moved or gone on vacation (sure, that's what happened lol) and Li invites them into his house. There, Tan Xin notes a weird smell and while looking around, finds the dead body of Kelly. After finding out, Tan Xin finds out just how yandere Li is (stealing the MC's teeth and getting jealous). There's an option to tackle him, but either way the MC gets tased and taken into Li's home. There are a couple of other endings, one where Li breaks up (?) with Tan Xin because they don't have much in common and one where Tan Xin doesn't even confess and gets tased anyways.
If Tan Xin decides to not kick on the door, they will wake up the next day to find Tao as he gets slapped by another woman. As Tao cries, Tan Xin tries to comfort him and they start talking. Upon going to bed, Tan Xin ends up getting a call from James about the fact that they need some work done, promising to get them a good word so that they can get a promotion. The passing week is a big pain for Tan Xin, either having to work extra because of the project that James gives them, or are being forced to do extra work for refusing James. To take a break, Kelly brings Tan Xin to a bar, and ends up having to talk to one of her friends there, leaving Tan Xin alone. There, she interacts with the lady that slaps Tao, which can result in her letting it pass or flipping her off. Either way, Tan Xin ends up drinking a lot, leading to them talking to Kelly and Tao as he seems to be at the bar as well. There is a decision on whether or not Tao should bring Tan Xin home or if Kelly should, with the two compromising and both bringing them home. Tao ends up giving Tan Xin a piggy back ride and they end up sleeping at Tao's place, which slowly builds Tao and their relationship together. Later on though, Tan Xin learns that both Games and Kelly have died, with someone leaving their body parts all over the place. While going home, Tan Xin walks in on Tao and the lady from before hugging. Tan Xin runs off, devastated, but Tao runs after them, reassuring them and talking to them about how much they mean to him.
In the good ending, Tao and Tan Xin end up living together as a couple, but Tao ends up suggesting that the two of them move after learning about Kelly and Jame's death as he wants them to be safe from the serial killer.
In the normal (?) ending, Tan Xin notices a strange smell in Tao's place and looks around, only to find the lady amputated and dying. They try to help her, but Tao ends up knocking them out, only to wake up to having lost limbs just like the other lady.
In the bad ending, Tao ends up knocking Tan Xin out after the talk at the end and wakes up to Tao cutting off their arm. He mentions that now that they've lost an arm, they can be with him, unlike another girl that he seemed to be projecting onto them.
If Tan Xin goes back to their room and wakes up much later, they will end up meeting Hu, a college student that is working at tech, though he wishes to do something else. Hu apologizes for making noise and talks about his hobbies about pictures, and later offers to buy them lunch in response to them making noise. They end up going to eat at the same place that Li goes in his route and the two of them get a parfait. We find out that Li and Hu are actually brothers, catching the two talking to each other in the hallway. While at work, Tan Xin has to make James a coffee, which ends up with James eating glass and bleeding to death. Hu ends up following Tan Xin around, taking pictures of them while they sleep.
The two endings that are a bit similar are Hu and Tan Xin meeting under the cherry blossoms (after hiking for a bit, I believe), though in one ending if their affection is lower, Tan Xin will tell him that he doesn't want to have a relationship with him, while the other they simply just hike together.
In the bad ending, Tan Xin and Li talk for a bit, but Hu ends up catching them and kidnapping him. He ends up chaining them when they go out for classes, feeding them sweets to sustain them.
This game has a bit of spelling errors, but other than that it's a pretty good start. While I do think that I currently like Pocket Boyfriend a bit more since it has more elements of horror, I do think that Li himself has some good potential as a yandere. I think it's pretty neat seeing Li slowly cause Tan Xin to drift deeper and deeper into sleep as well as steal Tab Xin's molar (which is... a weird thing to steal and shrug off to be honest). We also see that he's pretty jealous, not only killing Kelly but also beating up our other neighbor for being too loud. It's very likely a lot of his "computer" hobbies are more of a cover up, considering how he reacts when Tan Xin asks to help carry boxes for him. It makes me wonder if he will get rid of James as well if Tan Xin asks him too considering that he is the source of a lot of the Tan Xin's problems. It's weird to me that there's a "bad ending" where Li doesn't see Tan Xin as someone datable and yet still tasers them in the end. It's actually comedic in a strange way, and it makes me wonder when Li started falling for Tan Xin in the first place.
Tao I feel like I have mixed feelings of as well, considering that he is a playboy but he also cries a lot. I generally am not as big of a fan of playboy characters in games, but I do really like crying. This is such a pain. In any case, Tao seems to be a projecting yandere, where he is trying to replace Tan Xin with another girl (as I remember), though we don't actually get to see who she is or what she even looks like. He also murders both James and Kelly, presumably for getting too close to the MC as well as the lady he was seeing at first. Still I don't really understand or know why he ended up meeting her again near the end since it's not really explained what they were doing together, which kind of put me off with his character. Still having a playboy type yandere is a pretty bold move regardless, so I think that it does deserve some props. Really wish we knew about his previous obsession though since I think it would really shine more into his backstory.
Hu despite being the youngest and most harmless of the yanderes actually probably has the worst ending out of all of them considering he basically kidnaps and keeps them in his studio. I do like the description on how Tan Xin struggles when they are captured by Hu though since you can really feel the hopelessness of it. I think it's also cool that Hu mimics a lot of things from Li's route since they both go to the same sweets shop and both stalk Tan Xin for a bit, though in different ways. It makes a lot more sense when you know that the two of them are brothers and that Li is actually helping Hu with getting along with Tan Xin. I think it adds a bit more of a layer to it considering that we kind of understand where Hu is getting a lot of his advice from. I think for that reason, I quite like Hu's route.
I played this first when it originally was just Li's route, so some of the opinions here might be a bit dated. I think that it's impressive they were able to finish a game with three different yandere love interests, since that's not a common thing nowadays, with all the demos. Still I think while it is great that it's a finished game with multiple routes, there could be some polishing done as well. I feel like since Li's was the first route made, he's actually one of the more weaker writing characters, where I feel like Hu is probably one of the better ones because he's more recent, so if the creator ever goes back to rewrite the other routes, I think that Li's route could probably be more expanded on. I also think that Tan Xin's name is kind of funny because it basically means like greedy in Chinese (assuming I'm using the right characters), which kind of is how you can view them considering they have like three yanderes after them. Kelly is the best character though, she stays by our side through thick and thin.
Overall, not bad for a full game, especially since it had a bit of development time. It's often rare to see a full game for yanderes now a days since currently most of them are currently in a demo state. I am curious to see if this creator will make anymore yandere games in the future that I'd like to cover.
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The time I was psychic was one of the few times I was happy, I earned an average of 50 reais in a month… I should have spent the money on food instead of buying a new notebook—
Even so, he doesn't worry about that or the fact that he has a small camera in the crack of his wardrobe hidden between his coats. I completely understand what you feel because it's even what I feel writing it! But it's not rude to talk about it or warn it, everyone needs time, even if the time that maybe lasts forever… You briefly commented to me about this a few months ago if I'm not mistaken while showing some spoilers of what you wrote , which was very good by the way - Even so, whenever I need to talk or vent, a post or a sign with the Brazilian flag and I instantly appear there! Unless my tumblr doesn't notify
The wind part was supposed to be really scary, I like writing things like that, funny that for someone like you; My biggest inspiration for writing fics. You who write comedy and romance along with some heavy themes, I like writing heavy things like a dark romance! Without the "salient" content part, just horror, yandere love and stories with comedy mixed in :D
Durma bem e não se preocupe, vá com calma. Motivação e desinteresse são uma corda de duas pontas ou um círculo, como a vida que precisa da morte e a mesma vida, sem nenhuma delas não funcionam.
Good night, good morning, good afternoon and good morning!
—Ps; How to post on Tumblr? my dog wants to know how to send drafts of Fanfic.
—TJ.🇧🇷
Go on, be a psychic again. Target the rich and be rich!

And, ah, I just thought it was a bit rude to say, "Yo! Writing has become a hassle to me now, so ciao!" I mean, Quotev isn't as big as Wattpad and Ao3, and despite that, I have a pretty decent amount of regular readers who have always poured love and praises to my books, so saying that I'm not feeling like writing makes me feel like I am being an ungrateful brat—it's like I am taking everything for granted or something.
There are so many cool writers on Quotev who got a lot of books and they maintain a steady schedule update for everything, then there's me, a dumbass, who can't maintain shi.

Well, thanks a lot to you :) You are one of the main person who is pulling me up, and because of you, writing seems a little less hassle nowadays :p I've also started posting here more again, so yeah, hopefully, I'll update soon :)
And oh? I never knew you wrote too! :D Maybe one day, I'll have a sneak peak too, hm? Hope you are having loads of fun while writing!
So sorry, I don't speak Portuguese (I first thought it was Spanish, but ahaha, forget, forget🪄✨), but I used Google translate and those are very pretty words!!
And you want to know how to post on Tumblr? Hm? You use the web or the app? 'cause I use the app and I know nothing about the web one :p
Have a very, very lovely day!!

As lovely as you are!
Abraço🦈🩷
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