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Sneak peak of yandere!multiverse travelers hehe

THE LAST LINE THOOO??? ABSOLUTE CINEMA ‼️‼️‼️‼️

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Yandere!mafia oc x (mention of) reader

Warnings: foul language, violence, killing, guns, mentions of paying for company, cheating

He can't help but wonder if he really heard right, but he quietly, discreetly, removes his wedding ring, placing it in his pocket.

"Say that again?"

The man gives off a smirk that sends a wave of boiling fire through Silas’s body.

"I said that your spouse is an easy whore who'd do anything for some dick."

Silas hadn't misheard. Before the man has the time to finish his sentence, Silas has launched a blow to his face. Hard enough to fold the man in half. Silas shakes the bruising fist who made contact with his face, realizing he hit harder than he thought, but not harder than intended.

"And you'd know, wouldn't you?" Silas says, seeing the mans eyes widen ever so slightly. "Yeah, don't you think I've seen you creep around those parts of the city? With women who, in reality, wouldn't touch you? Does your wife know? Your kids? Or do they think daddy dearest is the best guy in the world?"

"You—"

"Before you speak a single syllable about my spouse, you should take a look at yourself. Mirror's truthful, isn't it?"

The man stumbles up on his feet, but before he can do anything, Silas’s grabs him by the collar.

"Killing you would actually do everyone a favor", he mutters. "Your wife deserves someone better than a scumbag who pays for the company of women who also deserve more. And your kids? Don't even get me started."

Silas throws the man onto the hard stone and pulls out a gun from his belt. The man on the ground trembles, pathetically trying to beg for his life, but Silas will hear none of it. The second he had started talking about you, his most perfect darling, his fate was already sealed at the hands of Silas.

As soon as the lifeless body falls to the side, Silas puts the gun back and takes out his wedding ring, placing it back on the rightous finger.

"I'd never get my wedding ring dirty with blood of unworthy", he tells SIC who gives him a curious look. "It's beneath me."

Welcome!

My name is Reyna and I am trying to make yandere ocs. You can tell that I do suck making them has dead dove as possible because I don't really like noncon. But it is still dark so be careful where you are snooping.

I don't really do nsfw because I am low-key bad at writing it so don't expect that from me TvT

OC MASTERLIST (coming soon!)

Keep reading for request details

Requests: OPEN/CLOSED

Smaller asks: OPEN/CLOSED

I'm still making ocs at the moment so until more ocs have arisen to the blog, request for headcanons/full fics/questions are closed.

I will write/draw: SFW/dark content

Fluff

Hurt/comfort

Angst

Semi-dark content (depending on my comfortability on the dark subject! )

I will not write/draw: NSFW/taboo content

NSFW (Suggestive is fine)

Noncon/dubcon

Incest/stepcest

...and more (can't really list them all but I can tell you all what I am uncomfortable about whenever I am asked.)

Ok, before I actually sleep, imma show ya'll my potential yandere ocs that I will write about. So, it's like a check list/sneak peak/oc to do list hehe

Yandere!Multiverse traveler 🟪

Yandere!outlaw 🟪

Yandere!DILF (early retired soldier) 🟪

Yandere!werewolf 🟪

Yandere!Vulture hybrid 🟪

and to be added more <3

↓ Symbols ↓

🟪 — Brainstorming

🟣 — Writing

💜 — Posted!

“My life, there's no need of fear. You claimed me; soul and the divine power. That inexpensive junk you have on your neck is my soul itself. I'm no gentleman if I don't yearn the person who called me their death.”

Random doodles of Morrigan before I fall asleep lololol

Morrigan's fic introduction.

This is so cool, I'm in

Me, thinking about more ideas of my yandere babygirls for this:

Yandere Zine

Hey everybody! Me and another writer are creating a YANDERE ZINE happen by (hopefully) August and would love to know if there are any other writers/artists/weirdos who are interested in joining! whether it be submitting your own art or writing, helping with formatting, or spreading the word, please feel free to reach out/ reblog if you'd like to join!

For every Grim Reaper made is a soul taken away. Morrigan was no exception. His soul separated from him and was placed upon a necklace that store him like cheap junk. He figured he never had a purpose again other than taking the dead to the afterlife. Until you brought his soul and wore it around your neck. And with his logic, you claimed him. And now he'll claimed you too; no matter what.

My design for Yan!Grim reaper that was made on the spot lmao. I think I'll keep this design while i figure out more yandere ocs. Hmmmmm....

Also yes, I am a monster fucker.

The fic that I made for Yan!Grim Reaper

Yan!grim reaper x reckless GN reader

Contains: Car accident mentions, horror elements ish, basic yandere shenanigans, not plotted properly so may or may not have plot holes

People wondered if your luck ever runs out. After buying that silly red eye necklace from your local thrifting clothing store, things aren't as painful than before.

First it was a papercut— Which with your own eyes, watched it heal in real time.

Then, it was a knife to the finger, yet it seemed as if the blade missed its chance to even get to your finger. That's odd, you swore you felt a sting.

And as more mishaps circulate from injury to another,

you were involved with a car accident. It was a hit and run— The man left you while you lie there bleeding. Yet, your eyes opened to see a hospital ward. You survived, miraculously. And the news on the TV tells about the man who ditched the accident scene, ended up dying from another car accident.

Something's feels off now. After that mysterious necklace wrapped around your neck, it is as if death wasn't at your throat.

You were dispatched from the hospital after a few months of healing and tests. You can't seemed to piece things together. Doctors and nurses either get sick or passed away in their sleep days after they showed an interest of you for a platonic connection. Was that a coincidence? Or something is happening, because of this necklace?

Maybe it's your mind playing tricks. As you walk back home, you squint your eyes to see some sort of hooded figure at the distance; opposite to the road.

He looked at you, eyes all red with no irises as he let out a sinister smile,

“My soul, wrapped around your neck,” he seemed to chuckle, “What a beautiful way to propose, my life.”

A car drove in front of the figure. And when the car's gone, so was he.

Maybe the hospital should stop giving you that healing mocktail. Or so you thought that figure was from your imagination.