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HEAR ME OUT! Himbo naga dad that doesn’t know what a human is, so thinks you’re a naga that needs help to survive in the forest.
Love your work btw!
Himbo Naga Drabble
Thanks so much for the request! It took a while to get out because I was unsure how to tackle it, but I'm happy with the result! 💜
Masterlist
What do you mean by "you are hungry"? He asks you, alarmed at the idea. “You just had food yesterday. You shouldn’t need to eat for another week.” You watch the wheels slowly turn in his head, barely forming a thought behind his deep emerald eyes. His luscious ginger hair flows in front of his face, seemingly pulling him from his thoughts.
“You know that humans have to eat multiple times a day, right?”
Light returns to his eyes, like he’s finally figured out a challenging puzzle. “That is right. I was just figuring out what you should have for the day.” He moves his hair out of his face, turning back to deep thought.
You watch him for a few moments, wondering how he plans on taking care of you if he doesn’t even know how to. He’s brought you to his cave, away from everything you know, yet he barely even understands your needs.
“You know, I should be asking you these questions instead. What would you like to have? I’m sure there are some more human-friendly foods around here.”
You give him a blank look, finally understanding he doesn’t even know what foods are suitable for you. “Don’t give me that look, hatchling. I will be a wonderful dad for you.”
He slithers over towards you, taking you in his arms. “Let’s just go on a trip. If you see any food you would like, point it out to me, and I’ll retrieve it for you.”
hai!! I hope you are doing well!! you're one of my favorite platonic yan OC writers!! :]
If it's okay for me to ask, how would Dr. Evens and Ben (separately) help out a reader with chronic nausea? I've been struggling eating food and keeping calories up unfortunately (◜▽◝;)ゞmost of the time I can only eat a little food or liquid meals like smoothies/shakes/meal replacements. It would mean a lot to have some small head cannons!! however don't feel pressured to answer if you don't want to or are unsure!!
I hope your day is amazing and full of luck and love!!! :D 💖🍀
Hey! Thanks for the compliment! I honestly have been struggling with my writing for the past couple of months because I thought I wasn't making the stories interesting. Hoping to get back to posting more often!
Hope you are feeling better soon! I deal with a lot of nausea when it comes to car rides and not eating until it's too late.
• Would try to get darling to eat soft/bland foods that are easy on the stomach
• Wouldn't let darling play on electronics until they start feeling better
• Stays with darling, bringing them anything they need (blankets, pillows, general comfort items, medicine)
• Makes sure darling is getting some liquids
• Pulls over to a rest stop (in the case that they are traveling)
• Helps them into the back of the van if darling is in the front
• Doesn't let Tucker bother darling if they are too excited
• Asks if darling would like medicine, insisting that it would make them feel better
• Turns up the AC/lowers the heat to help darling feel better
• Offers crackers to darling
• If darling doesn't feel well for a long time, he resorts to getting a hotel so that darling can get better rest
hello!! :D I hope you are doing well!! I love your work!!
I was wondering, how would your OC's react to readers favorite movie being Tangled? Or favorite fairytale be Rapuzel?
who would think it's a bad influence because they don't want reader getting any ideas to leave and return to their bio family? not to mention mother gothel is right, the real world IS too dangerous for reader!
who would be fine with it because they see themselves as a sort of platonic flynn ryder or see themselves in rapuzels parents?
taking you away from an unloving situation so you can be with your REAL family! for example: I believe in tangled the series (though I could be wrong since it's been years) rapuzel gets sort of trapped again by her bio parents because they're afraid of losing her, and so she feels like she's ended up in the same situation with mother gotel all over again, so sort of like that!
and who would be like "oh! what a cute movie!' and not really worry too much about the relationship between the movie and readers situation?
thank you and have a wonderful day!!! :D
I was a bit unsure where to put some of them. It's been a while since I wrote for some of them. Butttttt ultimately, I think this list is pretty solid. Thanks for the ask!
"Oh, what a cute movie!" (Enjoys the movie themselves.)
Penelope, Josie and Andrew, Nephila
Concerned because of the troupe, but ultimately thinks it's alright in the end
Dr. Evans, Ben, Trevor, Mr. Ford
Doesn't even let darling watch it/darling can't watch it because of living situation
AYE imagine a platonic yan unkowingly "adopting" a kid that already has a platonic yan
Battle of custody, clash of the titans
It's funny you suggested this because I had a dream that was kind of like this idea. This is definitely one that I want to write.
Battle of custody, clash of the mafias (basically my dream)
Yan parent takes you out for a treat at a mall. You get to browse whatever you like, picking up anything that catches your eye. You're oblivious, looking at everything with excitement, not having been out of the house for a long time.
Yan parent attracts all types of attention, but you barely even notice that everyone is wary around you and your yan parent. It isn't until your yan parent starts acting more protective over you that you notice something is wrong.
The two of you are being followed by a man dressed in full black. Yan parent ushers you towards the parking lot, worried that you caught the rival's attention too much. Yan parent tries to comfort you, saying everything will be okay, but the worried look on their face doesn't fit their words.
It all happens so fast. One moment you are with your yan parent, the next they are replaced by the yan rival parent. They take you away from yan parent, knowing that it is best for you in the long run. You'll be safer with them.
Sorry I've been inactive recently, hoping to answer a couple of asks tonight. Just been feeling super low energy lately. I'd rather give you guys better content then just some half assed work. Hope you all are well! 💜🩷
TWS: drugging, drugs in food, kidnapping, beating, user is said to be a very kind person!!
WC: 607
Platonic Yander!Baker who sees you during the winter, lanky and shaking, staring at the glass. You were drooling over the freshly baked pastries, and with his soft heart, he let you have a custard-filled donut. The way your eyes light up at the taste, at the smell, makes his heart pound. Not in an odd way.
Platonic Yandere!Baker who offers you a job, part-time, pays well, just so he can see you more. You’re young, but you’re the right age to get a job. You also get extra treats, which you had been so happy about. He keeps you up front, with the customers, since you seem… relatively good with them. You’re cheery, far better than he was with customers.
Platonic Yandere!Baker who hates to see you go home. Why can’t you just stay with him? He’s offered so many times, yet always, you decline. You didn’t want to burden him more than you already have. Why can’t you see you’re not? Why can’t you see that he loves you? That he needs you?
“You’re not hurting me if you come over,” he says to you one day while you’re stuffing your face with cake. He hands you a napkin, seeing the icing on the corner of your mouth. “I mean, I live alone.”
“No, I’m fine,” you reassure after thanking him for the napkin, making sure it lands in the trash. You’re so perfect, so sweet and kind, that he just wants to lock you away and never let anyone see you. They don’t deserve your kindness if they let you just sleep on the streets.
“Alright,” he whispers, going back to cleaning.
Platonic Yandere!Baker who panics when you don’t come one day. He keeps glancing at the door, hoping you come in, the fresh pastries he makes every day getting cold on the counter. He waits and waits and waits, getting snappy at the customers. He doesn’t care at that point. Where is his darling? Where are you?
He leaves when he finally closes up, looking for you. His feet drag him to the alley you most frequent. Then he sees it—a group of boys, high schoolers by the look of it, hovering over your bleeding, bruised form. One of them spits on you while another holds your head against the cement with his foot.
He snaps, lunging for the boys, treating them the same way they treated you. Camille breathes heavily afterwards, watching the boys run, calling him psycho, but he just turns to you. You stare at him, fear and appreciation in your gaze. He drops to his knees and hugs you, and you wrap your arms tightly, like you never want him to let go.
He won’t.
Platonic Yandere!Baker who takes you into his room and into a room, already made for you. You don’t question why he has a room for you, why he has all of your interests everywhere, why he knows your shirt size. You just collapse on the bed and let him clean you up, cooing at you. Somehow, you manage to sleep, lulled by his soft, sweet nothings. He smiles, but it’s not the usual kind one you know.
He drugs your food, just enough to make you calm, sedative. He’ll stop when you stop fighting him. He sits on the edge of your bed and just watches you as you eat. He hugs you as you start to get sluggish, his chin on top of your head. When you fall asleep again, he kisses the top of your head.
“Finally have you, baby,” he whispers to himself, to the dark room.
i do have another story in progress, may get it out tomorrow or today if I feel like it
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PARENTAL YAN RAGATHA! SHE WOULD TRY SO HARD TO BE A GOOD MOM TO US AND IF WE RESIST SHE'D GET SO INSECURE AND SAD AND USE IT AGAINST USEBJSGSKSHSJS🥺🥺💔
Thank you for listening this had been my ted talk. (I love u and ur stuff /p this is just a suggestion not me demanding or asking im jus a humble follower planting idea worms in your brain please ignore this if you don't like it, I'm sorry!)
OH ABSOLUTELY, especially the relationship with her mother that's she's talked about. I feel like she would try her best to be the perfect mother, being protective over darling during the adventures. They would put in suggestions that are child friendly, or things they think that darling would enjoy. She would probably be a bit overbearing at times. The circus makes everyone crazy, but she's crazy for her darling.
Not to mention the crazy combo of Ragatha and Caine as parents?? Crazzyyyyyyy
This one stupid bird has been on my mind and I just re-read the hummingbird! Harpy! Reader and now I'm laughing so much I can't breath.
BASICALLY, I'm imagining a Woodcock harpy reader instead of a hummingbird.... specifically I choose this bird because it's the 'meep' bird that does a little shrug with each keep and walks so weird...just imagine.
Scientist: what is your name?
Y/n: Meep 🤷
Scientist: where are you from?
Y/n: ....Meep 🤷
Scientist: ...Do you even know what's the difference between right and left?
Y/n: .......Meep 🤷
(here are some gifs to show prime examples of this bird)
(I wasn't kidding when I said it looks like it's shrugging when it chirps)
Honestly to fucking funny 😂 scientist finds reader and the reader is terrified, letting out a "meep". Scientist just face palms, wondering what they got into.
Not gonna lie there is temptation to write tadc headcanons. Caine as a parental yandere??? Including the others too??? Possibilities are endless. Gummigoo x reader? Caine x reader x Gummigoo (personally my favorite idea!!) Also still haven't watched anymore, planning to soon.
Side note: These all would be written on @dragonfruitcandy
I was introduced to amazing digital circus a couple of days ago (HAVEN'T WATCHED ALL OF IT) and it's straight up goals and inspiration. I love Gummigoo x Pomni, that episode is my favorite so far! Kinger is so far my favorite with Jax and Ragatha being close seconds. I like Caine too, but I don't think he's a favorite. Again, I haven't finished it, I've only watched to episode five. But I hope to catch up soon. Caine gives yandere for sure.
Yandere! Yakuza? I love the trope where reader goes to jp, doesnt understand anything in language, but, yakuza just..feeds on tye language and culture barrier.
Oh no! Your passport got denied, rebuked, AND flagged. Woe to you you for such bad luck! And you dont even know what sayonara means! But..atleast yans with you..helping you??
Or, if that isnt possible(oh the options)
Yandere mafia?
Idk im a sucker for these tropes.
I recently sprained my ankle and foot..so..escaping is..going to be 40x harder😭😭
-Can i be 🎋(bamboo) anon? (Im too scared to show my face😭😭)
Please feel free to send in this request in again but I feel like yapping about this idea real quick.
For now, you might be interested in this headcanon I've written. He's an ex-mafia character that left the mafia for his darling.
But I would definitely like to write about a reader that's traveling to a new country that encounters a Mafia dad/mom. Could definitely mix the hurt ankle into it too!
I just don't wanna cover the culture side of it because I don't want to butcher it. I'd rather see someone else do that topic because I don't see myself doing justice to it.
Anyways I also have a request for a superhero dad/mom x villain darling, they kinda remind me of each other. I've thought about writing a superhero x darling x villain, but haven't yet because it seems like an intimidating idea.
Wish I had more time for all of these ideas 😂 hope you get better 🎋 anon!
you should do a platonic yandere teacher! someone who sees himself as your dad.
Brief Interactions
Summary: Reader has a brief interaction with Mr. Ford
Reader x Mr. Ford (Art Professor Yandere Dad)
Author's Note: Was unsure how to finish the story, so I'm leaving it up to you guys! Let me know if there are any warnings that I missed. Sorry if my writing is rusty, I haven't written in a long time!
Word Count: 1.1k
Warnings/Tags: bullying, classmates act like high schoolers, but everyone is really adults, established relationship, unfinished story (poll to vote what's next)
Masterlist
He finds your art extraordinary. He sees past the quickly drawn lines, accompanied by the rough shading that you added in the final seconds. Instead, he focuses on the emotions it brings out of him. Emotions that he’s buried for years. The whole class stares at him as he looks at the paper, curious why he hasn’t said a word yet. Normally, he’s quick to judge the art and give his students (not so) constructive criticism.
He’s not too sure why he feels this way about you; you pull so many tender emotions out of him. He feels the urge to treasure every piece of art he receives from you. Of course, they are just for the assignments that he’s given to the class. Nothing more.
Clearing his throat, he comes up with compliments to give you, not bothering to criticize the drawing. “I really like how you handled your perspective. I can see how it would be a bit tricky, but you handled it well. Keep up the work; I’m sure you’ll be even better in a few weeks.” Carefully putting the paper with the others, he lets out a deep breath, picking up the next student’s drawing. He rambles on about how they can improve their perspective, how he thinks they rushed certain areas of the drawing, and how they are better than that.
Every student notices the stark difference. They think you are the teacher’s pet. He’s always asking to talk to you after class, and he takes more time looking at your art, only to compliment it, never telling you how to improve.
It creates tension between you and your peers. They avoid you when you try to talk to them, staying away from the front of the class where you’ve sat. You aren’t even included in the group criticisms; you always seem to be the odd one left out.
You've tried to connect with other students, but they always give you the cold shoulder, acting as if you are a burden. After a particularly rough class, you mentioned it to Mr. Ford. He assured you that it would never happen again. In the next class, he lectured that this class was for adults, threatening to kick them out and fail them if he heard about it again.
After that, your peers were less obvious about disliking you, acting nice to your face but talking about you behind your back. It’s now routine for you to stay behind every class, telling Mr. Ford that you are comfortable in his class and no one is bothering you.
This day is no different. The door slams shut one more final time, and Mr. Ford makes his way from behind the podium, sitting in the chair beside you.
“So, how was your day today? I loved looking at your newest drawing. You are improving so much. I’d keep it for myself if I could." He smiles, his eyebrows raising slightly over his glasses.
You don’t dare to tell him the truth, that you hear everyone snickering about your relationship with the professor. “It was okay. I’m glad you liked it. Keep it if you would like.”
His heart feels like it could pop from the happiness of being able to keep your art. A strange part of his brain sees it hanging on his fridge, greeting him every day during his morning coffee.
As he does with all emotions, he pushes them down, distracting himself. “What are you planning on doing over the weekend? Any fun plans?”
You’ve grown used to all of the questions he asks you, not finding it strange that he’s taken such an interest in your private life. “Not much actually, just resting from the week; I need to recharge my batteries.”
His smile drops, concern replacing joy. “Are the classes too much for you? I can talk to your other professors to give you extra time for your assignments.” His fingers run through his messy brown hair, trying to tame it.
Feelings he could only describe as protective emerge from him, rising once again to make sure you are happy and comfortable. “I can talk to them right now. There’s no reason why you should be pushing yourself.”
He pushes himself from the chair, taking a few steps before he tightens his tie and fixes his appearance to meet your other professors.
“Mr. Ford, you don’t have to do that. Spring break is just right around the corner anyway; I’m just glad to have a break from people.” You stand with him, preferring that he doesn’t make things a bigger deal than they are.
“Are you sure? I would hate to see you struggle with your classes. I know they can be overwhelming at times. It’s okay to ask for help; I’ll always help you.” His brown eyes scan you behind his glasses, looking for any sign that you are lying.
His remark about helping you throws you off, but you stay firm with your defense, “No, I’m sure. I’d just rather stay home rather than deal with all of this adulting, you know?” You laugh a little, wanting to uplift the mood in the room.
“Right, as I said, it’s okay to be overwhelmed with the world at your age, but that doesn’t mean you have to be.” He feels the protectiveness rise in his chest, threatening to emerge at a moment's notice.
You laugh off his serious demeanor, wondering why he gets this weird vibe when you mention issues in your life. “Hey, sorry, I have to take off. I have a group project that I have to meet up for.”
“Oh, okay, yeah, go right ahead.” His expression turns a bit gloomy. He wanted to talk to you more to make sure that you really are okay.
Picking up your bag, you feel guilty lying to him about the group project. You aren’t supposed to meet them for another hour. “Sorry, I had to cut our conversation short, but I’ll see you next week in class.”
“Hey, no, we have all the time in the world. Just do one thing, okay?” He goes around the podium, moving papers around, searching for his sticky note pad. He scribbles his number on the paper and removes it from the others.
“Just call me if you ever need anything, a shoulder to cry on, or if you are lonely, especially if you need help for any reason, school-wise or for anything else.” He feels like you’ve just taken his life source from him. How is he going to survive not seeing you for a whole week during spring break?
That’s a problem for later; for now, he has to focus on establishing a closer relationship with you. This is just the first step of many; what will be the next step?
What should happen next?
Reader texts Ford because of worsening bullying, leading to hurt x comfort
Reader and Ford run into each other in public, leading to wholesome moments
Ford finds out Reader is hiding things from him, leading to darker moments
