gladys valentine

In my 20s/ any pronouns idc lol

[isabellaceestuff]

Hello~ i am starting to get active on this site so i figure out i should make a pin post 🏃💨

I am over 20! Any NSFW content is fine for me!

Obsessed with fiction yandere and dark contents 🖤

•Bias (es): Dante, Trish, Lumine, Fubuki, Sakura Haruno, Anissa

I don’t care about proship that much, i tend to scroll past something i have no interest in. And one more thing, i am pretty chill in general, english is not my first language so pls be patience with me ^^

[isabellaceestuff]

I have blocked a lot of people for just posting platonic yandere content 😵‍💫 personally i don’t like and can’t imagine a platonic relationship with a yandere, so if someone can’t see my content it might be bc they have something related to platonic yandere in their blog, or male!reader (my preference is fem!reader, no hate to the opposite gender, i just have no interest and want to save my time scrolling)

[isabellaceestuff]

Ok here is the idea (my apologies for poor english)

Us player get a rather.. strange demo off the website after reloading it for multiple times bc of shitty connection (who knows?)

And when we play, we can’t seem to get an ending, yes, not even one ending bc the game crash right after we break up with Soren, and as it keep crashing, we can’t even say the word break up before the game crash. We played the game again and again, trying to find out what is wrong but it keeps crashing.

Meanwhile in Soren’s reality, he knows something is wrong with his timeline, his reality. Everytime he comes back to a random day BEFORE that fateful dinner where his girlfriend break up with him. And with every break up (s) it’s like reality doesn’t want her to leave him to him.

First time after the player break up, time goes back after two hours of that dinner. And the second break up comes in the next loop, time goes back after an hour and a half. Soren didn’t know how to feel about it, he doesn’t just want to see her leave him in every loop, he need to change this, change anything that make this relationship come to this result. So while the player are loading the game again, Soren in his reality has been trying to treat the Y/N of his world better, in may ways. He just need to try harder, right? Please, please give him a ‘happy ending’

Note: the player and Y/N basically are the same person (to Soren), Y/N mostly refer to the mc before the player use that body

[devilinlovegames]

LET’S MEET YOUR RIVAL (?) AGAIN! 🩸NORA CHARACTER CARD 🩸

In another world, she might be your best friend, but not in this one. You may not have met her yet, but she knows more about you than she should...

Stay tuned for more!

[isabellaceestuff]

Baddie alert, she can be mean to me 😩a blonde lover like me would fold on the spot duhh

[isabellaceestuff]

Okay chinese short film might be getting into my head BUT imagine…

Soren and the concept of time loop…

Y/N get a ‘bad ending’, and everytime this timeline fail to make Soren and Y/N stay together both of them open their eyes again, that same fateful dinner, but only Soren look… different. He have multiple chances for a happy ending, and poor Y/n wouldn’t know how many time she have tried to run out of his front door.

Those above should be just screentone test but i ended up getting a bit invested, i WILL finish what i have started lazy way or not

(Apologies if anything doesn’t make sense bc english is not my first language lol)

[jestaria]

So I wondered how would genderbent Soren From How To Break Up With Your Yandere Boyfriend would look like. So I HAD TO DRAW HER... this is my interpretation... My hand hurts but it's worth the effort for @devilinlovegames to enjoy. (❁´◡`❁)

I'm feeling preatty generous this sping🌹🌷🪻🌸🌻

[devilinlovegames]

HEY!!! My girl looks so sexy in that dress!!! (At least female Soren has some fashion sense 😄) JUST LOOK AT HER BLUSHING CREEPY SMILE LOL. We’re absolutely in love with her eyes. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THESE AMAZING DESIGNS!!! ❤️❤️❤️

[jestaria]

It Was Such an Honor to draw Sorine for you guys...☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ For such a great game from a great Dev team!!!!!

This Jester is Really happy right now!!!! 🪻🌷🌹🌻🌸

[isabellaceestuff]

Wait i kinda need her

[isabellaceestuff]

Quick sketch!! I just saw this game yesterday and i thought he looked cute, gonna play this later

[lilikasi]

I customized some acrylic pendants for Soren, but I customized 10 at a time, which is a bit too much. I plan to keep one or two for myself and give the rest to others if I meet like-minded people.😘

[isabellaceestuff]

These are sooo cute!!!

[isabellaceestuff]

I like her character development

[isabellaceestuff]

I saw someone face shame Anissa saying she look like a horse so i made a quick idea for her

[thecorefrisk]

Here are some random batshit things for your y/n’s to do (inspired by my own oc’s):

Tw: self amputation, violence, mpreg, etc. HEAVY warning for general odd/creepy shit.

They cut off a limb in a fit of rage after being poisoned in that area of their body. (They really want to get away/want to catch someone.)

They run away after accidentally (or purposefully) killing someone. Everyone thinks they were murdered alongside their victim.

They have little pieces of the batfam with them while they (the reader) is away. (Hair, bloody bandages, baby teeth, etc.)

The reader always kind of looks like they’re dissecting people to their anatomy. (Like a surgeon would a patient. Like a student would to a frog.)

They’re a bitch and their family loves them.

They do crazy things just to get their family off of their (the reader’s) cases. Like sending a clone of themselves over to the manor to cause trouble kind of crazy.

Torture. Basically, the reader gets to torture someone! I prefer if they’re someone who deserves it, but you can do whatever you want lol.

The reader talks about someone all the time and everyone thinks they got a new dog. They did not. They are talking about a fully developed human being. (This might even be completely accidental…)

Everyone somehow winds up thinking that in the years that they were gone, the reader somehow got a child. And somehow it’s also biologically theirs even though they’ve never had a partner before??

Well. Any that the batfam are aware of, anyway.

(Bonus points if the reader is a cis man.)

(I’m implying a man got pregnant lol.)

[isabellaceestuff]

I love it when reader is being a bitch, genuine, i don’t self insert a lot as every story does not make me feel connected with the y/n of it, a bitchy reacher is just a type of character i love seeing around more

[isabellaceestuff]

I seriously love Anissa’s character sm i will never defend her action, just love how she really did become better later on. People can like controversial characters without supporting their actions ofc

Will be shipping her with my oc (a woman!)

[isabellaceestuff]

I love them AND NOT A SHIP BTW I AM MAKING THESE STICKERS (many Mark variants, AE and my oc left to go)

[peterchai58]

[weaver77]

I just had a thought, where Anissa is interested in y/n who is with Mark. It's a completely one sided attraction too, where y/n is not interest with Anissa whatsoever. And if anything y/n is baffled Anissa is interested in them after their last interaction with her.

Anissa didn't understand why Mark has feelings for y/n and so confronted them. Be it a verbal or physically fight y/n ends up one upping Anissa which sparks her interest. In her mind Mark is her rival now for y/n affection, so now ontop of the Viltrumite's invading Earth. Mark has to worry about Anissa who thinks has a chance with y/n

If these is with Viltrumite Mark who toke y/n as his mate after taking over Earth then these rivalry would be extra tense. Y/n being the object of affection of 2 obsessed aliens that can tear cities down like a piece of paper.

[isabellaceestuff]

I might write some anissa x reader oneshot to feed myself

[glimmerfics]

Get up close and personal with your new Invincible Variant neighbors in this NSFW Choose Your Own Adventure -- but wait. Why are all seven of them interested in you!?

Invincible Variants x Reader Choose Your Own Adventure CW: NSFW, Male yandere, dark themes, horror elements

🔗 READ/PLAY HERE 🎮interactive fanfic "Hey There, Neighbor" by @sinfiction 📖 Episode 1 of ?

[jade-zzz]

DEAREST, MUSE

...YAN! TIM DRAKE & DAMIAN WAYNE X READER

SYNOPSIS : Life as a vigilante consumes nearly every hour, every breath, leaving little room for anything beyond the mission. Sacrifices become second nature, passions set aside. Yet when you stepped into their world, something shifted. In your presence, the spark of forgotten hobbies flickered back to life, burning brighter than it had in years.

WARNINGS : Yandere Behaviour, Obsessive and Possessive Behaviour, Stalking, Invasion of Privacy, Delusional Behaviour, Unhealthy and Toxic Relationship Dynamics, Emotional Manipulation,

A / N : some drabbles for Damian and Tim love,, may do a part two with the others later

INTERACTIONS AND REBLOGS ENCOURAGED!

Tim’s camera used to collect dust. He hadn’t touched it in months—years, maybe. Too many patrols, too many case files, too many sleepless nights that blurred into one another. The thought of pulling it out, of framing Gotham’s skyline again, felt like a luxury he no longer had time for.

Until you.

The first time he raised the lens to capture you, you laughed, embarrassed, brushing your hair out of your face. “Seriously? I’m not much of a subject,” you teased, but Tim only hummed in quiet disagreement. His fingers were steady on the shutter, his eyes sharper than they’d been in a long time. You didn’t know that in that moment you replaced Gotham for him entirely.

After that, it became instinct. Tim doesn’t mean for it to spiral the way it does. At first, it’s innocent—he tells himself it’s just habit, muscle memory clicking the shutter. The candid moments first, your silhouette against the window, the crease of your brow when you read, the way your lips curved mid-smile. He catalogued every one, a collector with a single obsession. And then, when you humoured him and posed, he found himself studying you like a masterpiece: lighting, shadows, angles. Your eyes reflecting the glow of the desk lamp. Your fingers curled delicately around a mug. The smallest details became sacred.

Your image is everywhere. Candid shots where you don’t even notice the lens lingering on you. Posed photographs where he convinces you it’s just “for fun,” but later he pores over them in the dim glow of his laptop, memorizing the subtleties of your expression. Sometimes he records videos too, your laugh, your voice, the little habits you don’t think twice about. They become his comfort on nights when work keeps him in the Cave too long. Gotham doesn’t captivate him anymore, not like you do. You’re his new skyline.

They fill his camera roll quickly, an unstoppable flood. Soon he has whole folders, carefully organized, date-stamped, labelled like case files. Except these aren’t for the team, or for evidence. These are for him.

At night, when the city demanded him, he carried you with him anyway. Not in person, he wouldn’t risk losing you out there, but in the quiet folders hidden beneath encryption on his laptop. Hundreds of images, thousands, sorted and protected. His own museum of you. And though the others might suspect he had taken up photography again, no one would ever see the real subject.

You were for his eyes alone.

Damian did not indulge in childish things. He had been raised to see them as weaknesses, distractions. Comics, toys, trivial entertainments—they were discarded long despite his own dabbling in them during his first years in Gotham. He trained instead. He shed them early, replacing play with training, fantasy with discipline. Or so he thought.

But… you shifted something in him.

He only meant to buy you something thoughtful. He walked into the store intending to leave with a book of substance, something that reflected refinement. Yet his steps slowed when his eyes caught on the sickeningly pink cover of a shoujo manga. Two characters frozen in a moment of clumsy, tender affection, an accidental hand brush, an awkward smile. His gaze focuses on the cover which was drenched in pastel pinks and soft whites: wide-eyed characters leaning close, hearts practically sketched into the negative space between them. It’s embarrassing, childish. He should scoff, walk away. But instead his hand hovered over it, a treacherous pulse in his chest, hesitated, then plucked it from the shelf.

He buys it without admitting to himself why. Later, alone, he reads. It’s saccharine, almost painfully so. But between the lines he finds something he’s never had the chance to imagine: a tender, uncomplicated love. A boy reaching for a girl, devotion without blood or vigilantism hanging in the background. And he begins to see you in every panel. Your expressions, your words, your warmth. He imagines you both inside those glossy pages, recreating every scene, every brush of hands, every quiet promise.

But each scene sank claws into him regardless. The heroine’s every glance, every flutter of feeling—he thought of you. The way the boy on the page vowed quietly, desperately, to never let her go, it made his chest tighten. For the first time, Damian found himself imagining softness. Not just loyalty and possession, but tenderness woven through it. He imagined you, in those panels, turning to him with the same devotion. He imagined you re-enacting each scene, lips against his, fingers interlaced.

The book is hidden now, buried where no one will ever find it. You don’t need to know. It’s his private indulgence, his guilty pleasure. You don’t need to see the ink-stained version of the future he’s already building for you.

It’s childish, perhaps. But he allows himself this one childish thing. Because unlike the boy on the page, Damian won’t wait for chance or fate. He will take it into his hands.

He will make the fantasy real.

And when you smile at him the way the heroine smiles at her love, he’ll know it was never childish at all—it was inevitable.