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＃𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙇𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙉 𝙃𝙐𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 ⠿ 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 HEADCANON

✶ ! [ 578 words ]

✶ ! [ CW: dark content, yandere themed, unhealthy obsession, overprotectiveness, stalking, potential ooc, written by non-fluent english speaker. ]

✶ ! [ Uniquant's Note: This abomination has been sitting in the basement for a month... I'm quite cringed at how messy the original hcs was, so it took me fairly a long time to make it acceptable (to me at least). Anyway, I hope u enjoy my monstrosity ♡ ]

✦ Request Status: Open

✦【 Type: Overprotective, devoted 】

: Let's start with how or what the weapon itself sees in you, shall we? Well, just like any other weapon, he himself needs a master in order to have any purpose in existing. And in this case, the master of this particular weapon is you.

: Weapon and master bond are quite complicated to break. The master needs their weapon to protect themselves and the weapon needs the master to have use of them thus care for them.

: When someone threatens its bond, it's either up to you, the master who should command your Blade to rid of such interloper or he'll purge the foul soul himself till they depart unto the afterlife. Oh also, he's a unique weapon. Under certain circumstances, he would moves on his own to protect his master. How marvelous is that?

: Now let's move to how he behaves. He follows you everywhere. To the highest mountain peaks of the Divine Ship, to the bottomless pit of lies built upon the Dreamscape, he is right there, guarding your back from any potential misfortune charging in your way.

: He thinks he is not quite worthy of your attention yet he won't let others bask in it either. Such an abomination like himself shouldn't even breathe the same air as you, yet he appears unwilling to leave your side anytime soon due to his obstinacy and selfishness. He convinced himself that he is doing all of this as an effort to keep the mortal wounds which scarred his past self away from you.

: The only moment when he stands the same step as you is when he deems someone 'dangerous' approaching you. Even if you inform him that the said someone is harmless, at least to you. All he would do is back up and glare daggers at them as his sword long unsheathed ready to dig into the interrupter's neck if they dare to even flash any form of hostility toward you.

: Should he act like a sword, then, should he too sacrifice his flesh to protect you. He'd scathe himself only when it's needed of course. He does not want you to worry your hearts out because he was too careless in his previous battle. He might hurt himself a bit more so your attention lingers awhile on him or his wounds. Will stop if you scowl him for it. But alas, he tends to forget things, including your scoldings.

: Once in a while, he is befuddled by how fast his entire world changed. Was his encounter with you part of Elio's script? But at the same time it doesn't make any sense to him, since Elio has always been open about how any part of the script would go. Was The Equilibrium finally witness his suffering and opted to to alleviate his agony by directing his life changing-encounter with you?

: Either way, those thoughts swiftly vanish as he remembered that nothing really matters as long as he is still by your side.

: As a mere weapon, he shouldn't act this way. Yet here he is. YOU tampered with his broken self and infected it with deuced mortal desire. Since he is yours now, shouldn't you take care of him as a good master?

: He is a bit stubborn and rash sometimes. But it's all for the sake of your safety. So, please forgive him and his wrongdoings, if you see it fit, do punish him. For he believes that you could do nothing wrong.

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i came across your blog a few days ago and all i could think of is deerlike/fawnlike darling 😭 someone who’s sensitive and shy, a bit vulnerable !! would go so well with any of the dazais omg

YOURE SO RIGHT imma delve into a few different variations :)

Deludedly obsessed Dazai would view your deer-like traits as something inherently weak. It’s something that makes you sensitive and ill-equipped for the cruel world he grew up in. Since he’s well versed in the cruelties of life, Dazai can make sure you stay safe, right? He takes it up as his job to look after you and keep you safe, remaining close at all times when he can be. If you work in the agency alongside him, he makes sure to pull you onto missions that he’s already leading or will pawn off whatever he’s working on to join yours. He works at the agency, sure, but his job is to look after you. If you find him scary, that's merely because of how many people must have been able to wrong you in the past! It's not like it's hard to, in fact, he could easily— no.

That's why he needs to protect you, to keep you away from people like himself. Oda would want him to help out the poor and defenseless, right? Even if you can't accept that yet, you'll understand in a matter of time. Or you won't, and Dazai will have to take more... drastic measures.

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Dazai who knows his obsession for you is wrong will start out thinking similar things — how easy you would be to manipulate (he hates that that’s his first thought), how much he should make sure to keep you safeguarded and out of harm’s way — but try to put a stop to it. If you work in an office job or something similar, he’ll be sure to remind himself that you’ve made it this far, and it’s not like you’ll be stumbling into trouble any time soon. To keep his mind from unraveling and his obsession and anxieties from worsening, he’ll follow you home after work under the blanketed night sky, reminding himself the whole time that you’re safe. And if anyone tries to harm you? …

He’d have such an urge to just keep you at his home, safe and away from the cruel outside, but he knows that’s wrong; Dazai knows how sad you’d be and while you’d have no way to fight back, he’d feel so guilty watching you break down in front of him. Looking after you is all he wants to do, including emotionally. But maybe feeling a little sad at the beginning is better than someone hurting you…

As much as he tries to fight it, Dazai knows you’d be better off staying by him all the time.

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Manipulative and harsh Dazai who gets some sick joy out of your timid demeanor. He’ll want to crush your spirit, prove that your invulnerability is nothing more than a weakness he intends to exploit. You work in some sort of cozy shop mainly by yourself (ie coffeehouse, flower shop, something cutesy) and it almost makes him sick - how can someone be so sweet and innocent? He wants that for himself and you make it far too easy to obtain. A few kind words and polite smiles and he knows he’s become your favorite customer, even if he never buys anything. He brings you a coffee one day out of the goodness of his heart and Dazai swears he sees hearts in your eyes. He builds up a rapport so quickly and smoothly you don’t notice the red flags (how he always seems to know your schedule, favorite coffee..) and dismiss your co-worker’s worries. There’s no way he could be so rude and flippant with them, it’s not in his nature!

And when you get fired after some anonymous customer continuously claimed you were horribly rude to them, Dazai was there to console you. You find yourself at his place much more often, spending time solely with him as your friends begin to ghost you. As thanks to the man who kept you afloat during all of this, you’d stay and help around Dazai’s apartment, cleaning up and bringing him food… and when he mentioned how lonely it gets, well, what kind of friend would you be if you didn’t stay the night? And the next one. And the next…

Once you’ve all but entirely been kidnapped moved in, Dazai reminds himself that the world out there is cruel. So, if you miss being outside so much, then he’ll gladly bring the harsh world to you.

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Possessive loser Dazai who doesn’t want your vulnerability and (as he views it) “pureness” tainted by someone else, but is happy just watching you stumble from afar. He swoops in during your date with a friend, dragging you out claiming that they were planning on hurting you! He just wants to keep you safe, don’t you understand that? And you do. You so pliantly nod as you thank him, letting out a sigh of relief that Dazai saved you yet again. How do you keep picking these horrible people?

One night, last minute, you went out with a few friends, and Dazai found out the next day. He spent all day avoiding you, angry beyond belief that you could be so stupid! Don’t you know they’re all the same?! He’s just trying to keep you safe! You’re so sensitive, so malleable; the last thing he wants is for some assholes to make you do something you don’t want to (never mind you saying you had fun). You apologize profusely, because of course you do: Dazai is your best friend.

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Port Mafia Dazai whose only basis for relationships comes from Mori and his ability. He knows it’s wrong, right? But when he sees you, so shy and easy to scare, his mind is made up: You are too good for the Mafia. He takes you back to his small shipping container and decides he’d be the one to take care of you, like Mori does with Elise. His paychecks begin to go towards frilly outfits and soft pajamas for his darling, expensive cakes he wants to see you try and the same kind of crayons he saw Elise forcing the Boss to buy a few days ago. You’re well pampered and still so shy and polite, which is why Dazai is so aggravated when you finally ask to feel the sun on your skin once more. He’s sacrificed so much to keep you happy and spoiled, but you still ask for more?…

…He buys you a big house away from Yokohama’s port with big glass walls for you to enjoy the sun.

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I imagine a more work-oriented or apathetic Port Mafia Dazai would be the only rendition that doesn’t treat you like a frail doll. Your vulnerable and shy side is cute, sure, but that can be a skill. He’d send you on missions to lure and attack like Kyouka or undercover, as no one expects such a shy person to be apart of the feared organization. He would spend his time training and mentoring you like Akutagawa, but he wouldn’t be nearly as harsh. You don’t have the ability and skills Akutagawa does, but you still should know basic self defense. Who knows? Maybe one day he’ll wrap you up in bandages and train you to follow in his footsteps.

do u have any y!dazai hcs?

it definitely depends on how i want to write him! i really like making him deludedly obsessed with his darling ❤️ like ohhh they love me too,,, they're playing hard to get, they're teasing me, etc - leaves room for eerie fluff (got smth like this drafted btw) where he just dotes on his darling while they're terrified 😳😳

BUT THERE'S SOMEThing about dazai who Knows. like he's a smart guy, he understands what he's doing is wrong and he knows you would rather be anywhere else. You freeze up as he enters his dorm day in and day out, flinching away from his gentle touches. He tries not to force you into anything, staying six feet away and sleeping on the couch. He loves you so badly he just can't let you go, but that doesn't mean he enjoys seeing you hurting. Dazai who tries his hardest to slowly get you to see what he does: that he loves you too much to ever hurt you. Oda had instructed him to be better, to do better, but every time he promises he'll let you go, he'll take you out on real dates... Well, there's always next week.

ALSO IMAGINE a harsh dazai who knows both what he wants and how to get it. he's manipulative !!!! dazai who takes away food privileges until you say you love him back; who pulls away and refuses to talk to his darling just knowing they'll feel so alone without any human contact and come running back to him... ouuugh he's the worst! he'll get a tiny mattress just so your options are his cold, hard floors or to huddle so close to him on the fluffy bed.... i hate him.

these all are if he kidnaps you ofc 😭 i kinda like a possessive loser yandere dazai who hates to see you w others but won't ask you out (commitment issues ⁉️ ) so he just stews from afar. constantly mad. still definitely manipulative, like withdrawing from you because you went on a mission without him (never mind that you don't get to pick..) or spent time with Anyone Else. he has to cradle you closely but if you try to take it further he just gets all pouty because what you have works, but if you look for someone else to date instead....

no matter what i think ada yan!dazai is unlikely to kill! (maybe delusional dazai would pretend he has no choice or he's just putting them to sleep ❤️) he'll definitely threaten, maim, and hinder the lives of those showing slight interest in his darling tho :)

urrrgggg hc that yan dazai pets his darling like a fucking dog or smth. just because he never experienced real love and only sees ppl with their pets so he's like yeah that's enough affection 👍🏻

cat and mouse — yandere tsukishima kei x f. reader

warnings: noncon, fingering, exhibitionism, degradation, rumors

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Hunted Down (Yandere Hawks/Keigo Takami x Reader)

           Love wasn’t something that you could run from.

           Hawks had told you that time and time again, reminding you constantly that love wasn’t something that just stood by patiently. No, it was something that ran after what it wanted, that refused to stop until it got it. In the beginning, when he had tried to teach you about love, it had been to let you know just how pointless running would be. It was to show you that you would never be able to escape him or his love for you.

           But it was only now, as you ran through the woods, stumbling over roots and skidding in the mud, that you realized the full truth of what Hawks had been telling you. As much as he loved having you with him—keeping you with him—his love was predatory, something that needed to keep moving. It was not content to simply soak in having you there, as wonderful as it was. Not when chasing you gave Hawks a thrill like nothing else in life.

           No, Hawks and his love needed to hunt.

           That was what you had realized when Hawks had set you back down on the ground just outside this forest, having left his apartment and the city far behind. Folding in his wings, he had reached out to brush a lock of your hair, his calloused hand stroking your cheek as he did so. Not quite sure what to make of either his actions or that gleam in his eyes, you had just stood there, awaiting an answer.

           “You get a ten-minute head start,” was all that he said, not offering any more explanation than that, not even as you stood there for several long moments. At first, you were only trying to figure out what he meant. Once you realized it though, you continued to stand frozen, unable to tell if he was serious. But then, after you took one step back, and then another and another, all the while he stayed in the same spot, staring at you with that same exhilarated grin, you suddenly tore off, not looking back.

           Exactly how long ago that had been you weren’t sure. Had it been five minutes? Or had it been nine? Was he already after you? Had he been this whole time? Were those crunching leaves and snapping twigs caused by animals, or by the winged hero, determined to make the chase more of a challenge by staying earthbound, considering how certain he must have been that he would catch you? Were those creaking branches simply waving in the wind, or were they being pushed aside by the gust of Hawks soaring past?

           Each one of those questions pounded in your head with each step that you took, and every other second you swore that you saw Hawks through the trees. He was teasing you, you could feel it, keeping his distance just enough to make you think that you might have a chance, when deep down you knew the truth. You knew it even as you tore through the undergrowth, pushed yourself past countless trees. It was unavoidable when his gaze was boring down on you from god-knows-where. The truth was that no matter how far you got, how safe you thought you were, his love would never stop chasing you, he would never stop chasing you. He—

           “Caught you.”

           His voice was just at the shell of your ear, so soft that at first you thought that you might have imagined it. But when you felt his wings begin to encircle you, felt his arm wrap tightly around your waist to make you turn to face him, you knew that it was over. Taking one look at Hawks’ hungry gaze, you knew that you had never had a chance, not when you were up against the full force of his love. And when Hawks saw that realization dawn in your eyes, too big for you to push aside or hide from anymore, his grin only grew wider.

           “That was fun,” he murmured, lifting your chin so that your lips just barely brushed against his, a predator sampling his captured prey. “Want to play again?”

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I’m not sure if you already answered this but why is Lorne disliked? You mention that his coloring isn’t the chief reason

Also does Lorne like the reader in a platonic or potentially romantic way? I’m only asking because I wonder how Lorne would react to the reader coming up to him and asking for a blessing to pursuit a romantic relationship with someone ô_ô

Love your work!!! Thank you!!

They kind of know he's not really... all there. His mother is also to blame for some of it too. He was conceived while she was already in a courtship with another male, which is extremely looked down upon in a species that typically pairs for life. Even though Lorne had nothing to do with his mother's infidelity, the fact that he was the product of it makes him perceived as tainted.

I would say he just likes you in general, whether that's platonically or romantically depends on the scenario. It wouldn't matter much though because he's not sharing you either way. You're his little worshipper and frankly he'd start spiraling if you held someone else to the same importance.

here's a drabble to expand on it more (took so long to answer bc I kept rewriting this)

cw: gore

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"What’s going on?"

Cool night air brushed past you in a hurry, the breeze taking with it the unorthodox scent of iron and melted ice. Far above hung the pale moon, gazing down like a witness to what was occurring, clusters of stars accompanying it in its judgement. Your question was left unanswered by a few moments of tense silence.

“This is your beloved?” came a quiet voice from above you, so slightly hesitant as it asks. An excited nod was your response as you directed your attention towards the person on the other side of the trees. The man remained unaware of the presence watching, merely believing you had taken him on a night walk and had disappeared to search for something beyond the forest line.

The being beside you spread his wings a small degree, the white feathers appearing nearly iridescent when hit by wandering moonlight.

"And you asked for my approval. There is one thing that must be shown before I can offer that." He answered, gently tilting your head to the scene before you. "Watch. If you are still together by the end of the night, then you will have my approval."

You would've found such a proposal suspicious had you not trusted Lorne, the angel, with your life. That's why you had asked in the first place for him to bless your union; surely, he would guide you in the right direction. Not far from where your beloved stood was a cave. Your angel seemed rather adamant at bringing him here.

It wasn’t long before you heard deep growls echoing from within the dark hole. A lump formed in your throat. It was during this time of the year that bears searched for their last meals before their long sleep. You had never stumbled upon one yourself, but you knew from others that there were some that roamed the forest, highly territorial creatures they were.

Your suspicions were proven right as a beast lumbered out of the cavernous shadows, nearly as dark as the place it emerged from. Your lover remained unknowing of the threat approaching, his back turned to the path in wait for you.

You wanted to call out, to warn him of the danger that was coming upon him with a ferocious snarl, revealing teeth longer than your hand. A pleading expression enveloped your face as you looked up to Lorne, “Please-”

He hushed you with a far too large hand over your lips, but it was too late by then.

The bear launched itself at the man with a final roar, though the time for warning had long since passed. He couldn’t even turn around fully to face the creature before it got ahold of his arm, tearing it nearly clean off. The scream he emitted then would haunt you. Never had you heard a man wail like that, the wail of a man watching his own flesh be torn and eaten in front of him. Oh, there was so much blood spurting from the stump, yet that was only the beginning of it.

He attempted to scramble backwards, but the removal of one of his limbs distorted his balance, causing him to collapse on his side. The bear saw an opening, large jaws revealing those wicked teeth stained red, bits of skin caught in between them. It latched onto his side, shaking him around like a ragdoll in its maw. There was a terrible choking noise as the bear’s teeth punctured his lungs, and finally you could take it no more.

You pushed past the dense brush from where you were positioned. Lorne made no move to stop your mad dash towards the mauling of your lover, eerily silent at what had happened.

It was a foolish idea, yes, but you couldn’t just stand and watch as his cries for help died. You picked up a stick, throwing it to the bear to get its attention. Anything to draw it away from the poor soul it was torturing. With a sickly crunch, the bear dropped the surely deceased corpse of the one you had adored, now hardly recognizable as a mass of badly desecrated flesh. Its angry eyes looked towards you first before its whole body lurched itself in your direction.

Bloody matted fur and flesh decorated teeth was what you assumed would be your last image before closing your eyes, expecting the same fate as your lover to become of you.

A few seconds passed, then a minute, the sensation of ripping limbs never gracing you.

When you found the courage to open your eyes, the bear was before you; its head was snapped all the way backwards. A shaky exhale came from your chest, tears beginning to blur your eyes as the adrenaline and grief still coincided.

“Oh. What a pity. I suppose it wasn’t meant to be.” Lorne’s voice trailed on monotonously, clearly uncaring of the gruesome slaughter that had just occurred. It was disorienting at times how soothing it was when it really should've disturbed you. The tears finally released themselves then, a quiet sob wracking your body.

“You see, had I not been there, who would’ve protected you from such a threat?” He came closer to where you were trembling on the ground, hurling the bear corpse away from you.

“The one you had chosen was inadequate. Don’t spill such sorrow over something that would’ve died eventually.” He said, in what you assumed was supposed to be a reassuring way, yet the tears didn’t stop.

He frowned at your mourning. Your shaken form was lifted into his arms as your eyes remained glued to the explosion of guts that seeped into the forest floor.

“You don’t need to worry,” he muttered into your hair, “I’ll find you another one.”

He spoke so calmly, his words a halfhearted attempt at consolation. All you could think about was how brutal God could be.

yandere!eldritch horror moves into the apartment next door and you're not okay with it.

He's an absolutely terrible neighbor. You see people enter his apartment every night, but you never see them leave the morning after. Must be drunk hookups, right? You don't know, and you don't care, but there are weird nightly noises coming from his place, and his face is a strange dark blur that you have trouble picturing, and you swear there's a sour smell wafting out from under his door.

Every time you try to talk to him about keeping it down or getting rid of that God awful stench, you're suddenly afflicted with a piercing headache... ugh, what were you even going to say again? You can't remember, but the way he's looking at you with wide blue... no, brown eyes and a grin stretched sickeningly far makes you think you should leave it.

While you’re busy figuring out how to get him evicted, the abomination dwelling on the other side of your paper thin walls gets the idea that you're trying to ask him out.

You approach him so often, you must like him, right? He's giddy just imagining it. Yeah, you come up to him with a grimace, but then you catch his eye and a forced smile takes its place. You haven't asked him to be yours yet because you're shy (he understands humans so well!).

No worries! He doesn't have an issue initiating. The meat sack he wears may not be the most convincing (he's inexperienced, just recently escaped into human society), but you'll be impressed by his real form for sure. All of the members of his old cult praised him for it, after all.

Many eyes to watch you with. Many limbs to touch you with. Many teeth to devour the flesh of your enemies with. What more could you possibly want?

Back then the cultists were so enamored with the lumbering heap of distorted skin and bone he possessed, feeding his ravenous hunger until he was quelled. He hated what he was to them, hated what they made him into. They search for their missing idol, but he makes sure they never make it back to utter a word of his new identity.

He moved in after leaving the cult that created him, quickly coming up with a flimsy human adjacent shell to not raise suspicion. Having mind altering abilities also comes in handy, too- no one but you seems to pay any mind to his existence in your run down complex.

Now that he has you, nothing will ever drag him back to their clutches. Being treated like an otherworldly god has nothing on the way you make him feel when you ask what the hell is rotting in his apartment ♡

thinking about a yandere!creature who deceptively looks angelic pretending to be your guardian angel after you mistake him for one.

𝙻𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎 is an anomaly to his kind due to his unnatural white hair and wings, a disadvantage to night stalkers who aim to hide in the shadows. Ostracization from an already elusive species of winged beasts has led him to grow resentful, a seed of vitriolic bitterness slithering its way through him like a poison. A violent demeanor bestows him, slaughtering mercilessly to find retribution for his ghastly appearance, a trait he sees as his ultimate flaw.

Until he meets you; a human who's never seen such a beautiful creature. There was something hypnotizing about him, cold and blazing like the moon that commands the tides. The first words he whispers towards you, Be not afraid, cements the idea that an angel has truly come upon you.

Instead of disgust at his abnormality, you show him a kindness he has never known from his own. You invite him into your home with veneration, share stories of your life, ask him if he's there to watch over you. When you look up at him with those eyes full of naive faith, trusting him so sincerely, he finds maybe he can play along.

Yes, he'll take care of those townspeople who have been bothering you. Watchful eyes following you in the dark become your new norm.

He'll never admit that he's not from heaven. He won't tell you that he's never met your God. May you never know the blood he has spilled to spite his wretched existence. He'll keep up the lie as long as he gets to be your guardian angel, as long as you see him as the light in your life.

With you his flesh feels less cursed, with you he feels sacred.

After all, what is an angel without a god?

Omg, I love your angel oc! Could you perhaps write a drabble about him and an s/o who bakes and makes sweets, that also has an equally sweet personality? Thanks a bunch!

thank!!

He wouldn't really understand your hobby. He gets the basic concept of cooking, but the more complex process of gathering different ingredients, prepping them, and then coagulating them until they've forfeited most of their original properties is lost on him. He would rather just eat your neighbor, but if you really insisted he'd try something you make.

𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠

yandere!angel(?)oc x gn.reader

cw: animal death

Heat was drifting throughout your home. A modest fire crackled pleasantly, the ceaseless sound carrying with it the scent of warm sugar and vanilla. One look at the pastries told you they were goldening nicely in the flames, crisp dough rising until it was bloated from the hot air inside of it. Only a few minutes; then they would be ready.

Clicking on glass stole your attention from the dishes in your hands. The window, left uncovered to the vast woodland bordering it, was the source of the interruption. Without turning your head to look, a smile drew across your face. You knew who your visitor was.

Shuffling out of your humble kitchen and towards the window, you spied flashes of white feathers and an inhumanly tall form bending down to peer inside. Your heart beat increased, not out of fear, but excitement to present your gift for the creature- the angel.

The window creaks open as you unlock it, letting the cool evening breeze whistle through your hair and drag the sugary scent out with it.

"Hello!" you chirped, a giddy tone resonating in your greeting. The being looked down at you with a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

You turned towards the kitchen again, "One moment!" you called, hurrying to fetch the baked sweets before the fire chars them. They came out steaming, sweet light whiffs that had been permeating your home hit you at full force once they came out.

It was a simple treat, sugary cookies that you had perfected. No one had ever said they disliked them.

There you were at the window again, hot tray in hand. The angel waited patiently beyond your walls for your return. Long ivory hair draped over his eyes and cascaded down his shoulders like a waterfall, so pale it seemed to reflect light even in the presence of the falling sun. He seemed to only ever visit you at night, when the light fades into nothing but the soft glow of the moon.

You presented the cookies to him, placing the tray on your window sill.

"An offering?" He quietly asked, smooth voice tinged with the hint of an accent you couldn't quite place. Though you nodded at his inquiry, he made no effort to take one.

You picked one up off the tray, taking a nibble of it in what you hoped to be a reassuring way. "They're sweet, see? I made them myself."

You practically shoved one towards him, wide doe eyes encompassing the look of a kicked puppy. "I wanted to find a small way to thank you," you mumbled genuinely. It was true- ever since you met him, life had started looking up for you. It was little things, you were rarely ever harassed anymore and people you disliked never came upon you again. You had no doubt it was the work of your guardian angel.

He stared at you through the wisps of white hair covering his eyes for a few moments longer. Then, slowly, he reached to pick one up, two long fingers pinching the treat between them.

You caught a glance of spired, bladelike teeth before he swallowed. You never questioned why an angel would have such a trait.

"How was it?" you inquired, beaming for a reaction.

His face, as far as you could tell, was blank. However, the magnificent pair of bone white wings behind him shuddered ever so slightly.

"Different."

You would take that.

The next morning, you awoke to the thick, metallic scent of rot. You searched for the origin of the putrid fumes, worried that you had left something out, when you had found it. A present was left for you on your doorstep; the corpse of a freshly deceased fawn, its head snapped to look in your direction. The wide eyed stare frozen onto its face held an unspoken warning.

An offering, for an offering.

Yandere! Mad Hatter

No, not the Batman one. The Alice in Wonderland one. Though, if I'm being fair, they would technically act the same even if their mindsets aren't similar. Endless tea parties, giant cakes, and bunch of new friends to talk to. He will definitely go out of his way to spoil you.

Though, unlike your friend Alice. You might find yourself a bit... forgetful. Alice will beg of you to leave to tea party like you've been there for days. But Alice... we just got here.

"Wait, wasn't there a 3rd friend with us?" "My, don't get ridiculous about the red hareing. I'll eventually take care of the chairing."

You start to eventually realize that you might have been there longer than you've noticed. Especially when you start speaking in riddles and rhymes. Alice eventually puts her foot down and goes to drag you out of the tea party. But when she makes it back to the tea party, she was completely aghast to see you have completely changed. You outfit has been alternated, you were wearing a hat similar to the Mad Hatter's, and your eyes have changed. Alice panics and pulls you away from the table, all the while Mad Hatter waves goodbye with a smile.

The Red Queen was furious to see Alice and her friend back at her castle, but even she knew that there was something up you and your newfound appearance. But that doesn't mean that she'll let you two go easily.

Alice tries to desperately pull you through the door, but you refuse to move. You fall to the ground as the guards charge at the two of you. She tries her hardest to drag you through the door just as the guards reach out for you.

Alice wakes up and feels relived as it turns out to be a dream. She rushes to wake you and is glad that you wake up as well. But the moment you turn to face her, she is horrified when you open your eyes. Your eyes now reflect the ones from Wonderland.

"Don't worry, Alice. I'll take care care of your friend. I'll make sure the fun will never end."

And I'd like to take Lydia Bard's new villain song for the inspiration for this yandere!

I missed writing about yanderes!!!

Oooh! Oooh! Yandere Sun and Moon!

(Yandere Sun & Moon x GN Parent!Reader)

One guards the day while the other guards the night. The children are well protected and prefer to keep it that way.

Though… they couldn’t help but favor a child. And you happen to be parent of that child. The beautiful/handsome parent.

I bet they go out of their way to make you stay longer. Whether you’re trying to go to work/school or you’re trying to get your child home before dinner.

“But Miss/Sir, it’s only 6:30! It wouldn’t hurt to spend time with me and (child’s name.”

“Aww, but your child is still so sleepy, why don’t you stay a little longer. We can spend time together while your child gets some extra rest.”

One day, you come in late to pick up your child. You dash to the daycare in hopes that nothing happened to your lil baby. But… you couldn’t find them anywhere. Not in the ball pit, not by the coloring station, not even by the timeout corner. You start to freakout before Sun approaches you.

“Oh! Hello (Y/N)! Are you looking for (child’s name)?”

“Oh yes! Have you seen them?”

“I have. They were still sleepy, so I took them to the napping room to get some extra sleep.”

Sun leads you to a random room that happened to be hidden from the children. You sense that something is wrong, but your child approached you with excitement. Apparently, that was the distraction needed for Sun to close and lock the door behind you.

You grab your kid by the hand and try to bang on the door.

“Hello?! Why is the door locked? Please let us out, the daycare is gonna close in 30 minutes!”

“Mama/Papa, what’s going on?” Your child looks at you with worry as you start to panic. Once you saw the look on your child’s face, you take a deep breath and put on your brace face.

“It’s alright, (child’s name). We just need to leave before we get in trouble.” You look around before noticing a screwdriver on a self. “Do you want to play ‘Super Spy’?”

You undo the screws on the vent and carefully put the vent gate to the side. You let your child go in first before following behind. It was most likely luck that the vent lead straight to the entrance, but you weren’t going to punch a gift horse in the mouth.

As you both made it out of the vent, you both finally make it to the main entrance. Your child exits the vent with you behind him. You look around to see if anyone is nearby, but only see map bots zooming here and there. You gently hold your child’s hand and hurriedly guide them to the. The gate shift and start to close, causing you to grab your child and run to the closing gate. Your child holds onto you tightly as you almost make it to the glass doors.

But, Moon suddenly grabs you and lifts you up from the ground. Your child, still clinging onto you, screams as they are suddenly high off the ground. You reach the door with the tiny bit of hope you had left, but the gate had finally shut. You are both trapped now…

Despite the police searching everywhere, the authorities never thought to look in the tower that held the Sun and Moon.

Luckily, pizza wasn’t the only thing that you and your child have to eat. But that doesn’t stop the existential dread that the obsessed robot of the daycare will keep the both of you until your brains eventually turn to mush.

The bots equally take time to dote on you and your beloved child. This meant that they are always able to prevent escape. Your child didn’t understand the situation, but they knew that you wanted to leave. Unfortunately, Sun and Moon both denied you and your child even when your kid pleaded with them.

The Sun and the Moon will love you forever. And your child shall have their Neverland.

But you won’t forget, you’re here forever…

(Bruh, this went from a headcanon to a poorly written short fic 💀)

do you take requests rn? If yes, do you write for samurai jack? I'd love to read a jack x reader fanfic from you!

So, yandere Jack…

I can imagine this happening a few years after Ashi’s death. Not in a rebound kind of way, but in a “I can’t lose you too” kind of way.

You can’t blame this man, he has over 50 years worth of PTSD. I bet all it takes is you getting sick or almost getting hurt for Jack to immediately lock you up and guard you himself.

Hurt his beloved’s feelings? Immediately kicked out and shunned

Hurt his beloved physically? Say your prayers, even if you don’t believe in god

He’s gonna treat his kids the exact same way. No matter how much you try to comfort and reassure this man, nothing seems to comfort this traumatized king.

“I know he won’t come back… But I know there are things out there that can hurt you and our children. I don’t want to lose everyone I love… Not again.”

Naughty Bear x Reader Bear(Y/N) Short

My, my! Who is this? It's Naughty! Hello Naughty.

Who are you looking at? Oh my, it's Reader Bear! They just moved in, and they're reading peacefully under a tree.

You should say hi Naughty. Maybe then, they'll want to be your friend. Come on, don't be shy.

Oh look, they spotted you. They're gesturing you to come over. It seems they want to show you what they've been reading.

That seems like a very interesting book. Awww~ And they're offering to read to you. That's very kind of them.

They definitely don't mind your head being on their shoulder either. It has been so long since you've gotten any positive attention, hasn't it.

A bear like reader is very hard to come by. You should protect them, right Naughty?

Absolutely!

We should make sure the other bears make them mean. Otherwise, they'll have to be Punished.

Yandere Aku???

(I'm a fan of Samurai Jack and I like how Aku's character is written)

Aku would fit the yandere role pretty well, but not in a classic yandere way.

I mean in a way that he's possessive, but he wouldn't really know how to spoil by human means.

He would put the head of your(and his) enemies next to you while you're asleep and give you a big animal to have for a meal. It can range from a boar to a giant edible alien. If you were a warrior and can already do all of that on your own, he would still do that, but he would find you more attractive.

He doesn't stalk you like a yandere usually would either. He would most likely watch you through his "magic tv". As for protection, he already has a henchman or two taking care of that.

As for your "first meeting" with Aku, he would most likely just grab you and bring you back to his tower without second thought. It's funny to imagine him grabbing you in a giant bird form like in the beginning of Wind Waker-

Of course, that doesn't mean Aku's constant spying stops there. He would keep you in a cage or by his side and watch you like you were the most entertaining thing he's ever owned.

You would probably think that Aku sees you as a pet or a plaything to look at. But Aku sees you as a "lover" that needs to be "protected".

And by "protected", I mean keeping you in his room, under lock and key, in his tower, where no one has the slightest clue that you're even in there.

You can hope that Samurai Jack eventually finds you one day, but I doubt he would make it to the tower for a looong time.

So, you might as well get comfy and let Aku spoil you, ok?