Arty!!

Writing blog!! Please read rules!!

[jesperestee]

Guidelines!! (Rules in a sense!!)

Please do call me Arty or Jesper, I use any pronouns!! welcome to my blog!! masterlist

WILL

Yandere (Platonic/Romantic)

NSFW (may not be that great!)

OCS or from asks

Dark things (not THAT dark)

Medium or light gore

WOULDN'T

Heavy Kinks

Non-con, watersports, all that

Hard Gore

Vomit is also not welcomed

Incest, predators and anything, this does include stepcest or fauxcest, not comfortable with that!!

FANDOMS

HTTYD

TRANSFORMERS

AVATAR

DEMON SLAYER

ONE PIECE

I cannot write most characters from these!! I write a few, such as Kiri, Hiccup, Neytiri, Luffy, Tanjiro, and Bumblebee, but they may be OOC!! If you have OCS or if you want a story from these fandoms, please ask!!

ASK BOX IS OPEN!! ask anything idc!! just make sure its respectful!! ^_^

[chimkinnuget]

hello tumblr this is my SMG4 cult au that I am deeming the SMG4 Dreamers AU

below cut ofc!

Send Questions............pls....I would LOVE to explain :3

Also I will note. If anything seems messy its because I literally woke up after experiencing a dream similar to this au and IMMEDIATELY started writing...,.,

(also, credits to @jesperestee for the w name btw. theyre also the creature in the screenshots)

[jesperestee]

yo i got special permission

Arty star ranking: ??? Just hovers there. He doesn't even have any idea how or when they got there; they're just there. They don't even do anything. Literally nothing. They do have a liking to His favorite, however. (my persona, basically(guys…..think like an person with black fading blonde boy and a lot of piercings and black eyes with grey and black robes oky))

[jesperestee]

does anyone have any clue of a dsmp fic i faintly remember??? it was bedrock bros and like tommy was living with tubbo and ranboo and bonding with michael but then techno came to snowchester out of hibernation and was like feral and wanting tommy

also he got like protective of him and they wrestled in the snow because tommy was the only one who knew how to get him out of his instincts

[chimkinnuget]

hello tumblr this is my SMG4 cult au that I am deeming the SMG4 Dreamers AU

below cut ofc!

Send Questions............pls....I would LOVE to explain :3

Also I will note. If anything seems messy its because I literally woke up after experiencing a dream similar to this au and IMMEDIATELY started writing...,.,

(also, credits to @jesperestee for the w name btw. theyre also the creature in the screenshots)

[jesperestee]

making a dsmp x HTTYD fic

i have a few ideas for the dragons of everyone (clementine being a light fury) but does anyone have any ideas for dragon species/names??? just for any of the people it will have c!Wilbur soot and dark SBI just as a warning

[jesperestee]

How's that part 2 for the platonic Yandere Megatron coming along...if there even is one...if so- JUST A LITTLE PEEK I'M DYING FOR PLATONIC YANDERE TRANSFORMERS CONTENT HERE

(A/N: writing this during vacation. anyways the spark dna test is something i thought of because the spark of a sparkling is technically the dna of the parents(?)) TW: Kidnapping, possessive, attempted brainwash, Megatron does not know that you’re his sparkling. Alongside that, nothing medical is right in here. WC:463

 Megatron had you checked on by Knockout before he did anything else. He wanted to make sure you were healthy enough to be his heir. You were strapped to a metal table, squirming, cursing at him that you would kill him. He loved that fire inside of you. He simply waved his servo, playing you off. He could barely move, let alone kill him. 

Your frame is smaller than most Cybertronian—shinier too. Which he could tell Knockout was jealous. You must’ve recently gotten your alt mode, yet he’s not worried about it. It’s almost second nature for a Cybertronian to be used to their alt mode.

“They’re quite unruly, Lord Megatron!” Knockout commented, to which you cursed at him. He gasped and placed a hand on his chassis. 

“You afthole!” You hiss, wiggling, trying to get free. They may have to sedate you. Again. “Let me go! Optimus will come for me!” 

Megatron chuckled and shook his head, “Aw, does the poor sparkling want their carrier?” Your optics narrowed, the rings spinning. They narrowed into little dots, looking more like himself than he realized. As you kicked him in the leg, he regretted not restraining your legs. You bared his denta at him and threatened him again and again. He sighed, his sharp digits pinching the bridge of his nose.

 “Sedate them,” he grumbled. Knockout nodded, a little giddy about it, considering how you scratched his paint a bit. 

Megatron walked away and towards the console, staring at it. Your vitals were pulled up, checking the rate of your spark and any injuries. You had minor damages to your frame, but he was… confused. You were smaller than most sparklings. Smaller than Bumblebee. Had you not been developed properly? He turned his head back to his medic and gestured for him to open your spark chamber. This won’t hurt, and you won’t feel it; it would be fine. He took a bit of your spark, watching your frame jerk before you went still again. He pivoted back to the console and put it in a small, square, metal tray. The console took but a few, then the CNA appeared.

Optimus Prime’s CNA, of course. He stared at the strand, then his gaze went to the other part. The sire’s. Him. He froze, his clawed servos digging into the desk. He was your sire, and Ori—Optimus didn’t even think to tell him? He stared at the screen , glanced at your slumped form, then at Knockout. He jerked his helm for him to go, turning his head back to the screen.

Perhaps, if he was to take Optimus again… they could be a family. Megatron, Optimus, and you. A grin came to his face before he stepped away. Yes, he wanted that. Wanted a family.

(A/N: SORRY FOR MAKING IT AS LONG AS I COULD HAVE. I WAS ALSO FINISHING IT UP AS I WAS WATCHING TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN)

[chimkinnuget]

My latest creation

[jesperestee]

Part 1 (A/N: part two because part one has 1K likes… sighs. I ALSO HAVE NO IDEA OF SCHOOLS THAT AREN’T AMERICAN SO CORRECT ME IF IM WRONG) WC: 259 Dad!Simon who nearly breaks down when they go into middle school. He missed their first day because he had been on a mission, but the second he got home, he brought cake. Sixth Graders. It’s half- chocolate, half-vanilla. Your son likes chocolate; your daughter likes vanilla. They cling to him, hugging at him, telling him about their day. He listened the entire time, nodding along and helping you make food. Dad!Simon who’s an overprotective dad. For both of the twins. He raised an eyebrow when you told him about your daughter’s boyfriend. Of course, it wasn't… committed. They were in middle school—no kisses or anything. Your son hasn’t gotten with any girl, but in Simon’s personal opinion, your son may like guys. He watched your daughter hug her boyfriend, scowling at the boy. He scared him off, and your daughter yelled at him for it. He didn’t care until you got onto him. Dad!Simon who watched your children go into high school. Like on their first day of primary school, he cried in the car, holding onto you. Your twins got older and bigger, your son with a more muscular build from working out with his dad all the time. Your daughter was leaner from cheerleading, not from a diet. You got onto her for trying to diet, and she stopped. They had a lot of friends, something Simon was proud about. However, your son had the same friend group from grade three.

His babies were getting older, and he’s not going to survive their graduation.

[jesperestee]

CHARACTER POll

do we want more character fics, such as ghost or Megatron

Yes

No

Voting ended onMay 21

suggest in comments (or vote both in comments)

[jesperestee]

Platonic Yandere!Yautjas & Old!Adoptive Parent!User x Matriarch!Fem!Yautja

Part 1

(A/N: all translation comes from the xeno wiki. Please correct me if im wrong) TWS: Typical yautja behavior, courtship form the Matriarch. User is referred as Matriarch by the boys.

WC:255

Platonic Yandere!Yautjas who hover behind you, watching you to make sure you’re okay. You’re sweet with their… mother, they supposed. You welcome her into your home and went to make tea. Leaving them alone. Coyote hesitated, wanting to follow you like he was a suckling again. He doesn’t; he;s afraid for his Yautja mother being upset at him. At them. At you.

Matriarch!Fem!Yautja who watched you go into the house. Already all warm and cozy inside. Like it’s lived in.It has. She looked around quietly, her mandibles clicking together. She tilted her head slowly, noticing the toys. Like a suckling was there. Had been there. Her sucklings had been there once, but they’re older.

Yet they also don’t understand their culture that well.

Platonic Yandere!Yautjas who get stressed and upset when the female Yautja gets into their trophy room. Their trophy room. She observed the skulls, scanning them. As if checking if they were worthy. The Matriarch was still in the kitchen, walking around, looking through the room. Coyote tensed beside his brother when she grabbed one of their prized skulls—a ooman one. The one of the male they killed for harassing you.  Matriarch!Fem!Yautja  who watched you work. She knew the ooman were made to be makers rather than hunters. She, like many others, found it odd. Were they not cherishing you? You seemed important. She decided to speak with you more, seeing how you enjoyed her children. Truly loved them.

She figured that she liked you.

(A/N: sorry if it seems rushed. Im not doing okay right now and i just wanted to get this out at least.)

[jesperestee]

Platonic Yandere!Sons!Yautjas & Old!Adoptive Parent!User

(A/N: slowly getting into the Predator fandom…. Things may not seem accurate)

TWS: murder, usual yautja things, attempted kidnapping, reader is said to want children, mild gore, violence

WC:499

Platonic Yandere!Yautjas who you found as sucklings, stuck in an escape pod. They were crying, obviously hungry and tired. They crash-landed into your farm, scaring your horses and cows, and so, you came to check it out. You’ve always wanted a baby, but with your infertility, you can’t. And it’s not like there’s anyone near; the nearest town is five miles. You thought of yourself as lucky—two babies.

Platonic Yandere!Yautjas who grew up on the ranch, learning human ways rather than their culture. You tried the best you could to tell them about their culture, but your knowledge was only so wide. At least their instinct of getting trophies stayed. Your eldest, Za’ta—you can tell by the amount of quills that he was the oldest—presented you with a coyote skull.

You called him ‘Coyote'.’ Your youngest, Ichub, got his name when he dug up a sabre in a cave. ‘Sabre.’ You knew of their Yautja names from the clicks, and your best friend was a xenobiologist who studied Yautja and xenomorphs. Truly, she gave them the names. You remembered spending hours on how to say them correctly.

Platonic Yandere!Yautjas who got bigger, taller. They trained in your backyard, deep with the forests. They were also sneaky things, using their abilities of stealth and speed to grab things from you and from the kitchen. They liked sweets a lot, always stealing fresh desserts from you. Coyote was bigger than Sabre, much more of a brute than anything else.

They had their own room, once an office, that was used as their “trophy room.” There’s human and animal skulls alike.

Platonic Yandere!Yautjas who hid whenever people came by the door. Mainly, it’s the mailmen or people delivering your groceries. One day, it’s not. There’s a group of men at your door, asking where your children were. They’ve seen them, chasing wolves and deer for food. You lie and protest until two of them, beefy men with thick, calloused palms, grab your shoulders. “We’ll have to take you with us,” the leading man commented. “You obviously know where some of them are.” You struggle and struggle until there’s a loud thud. Like something dropping. Your eyes dart behind you, staring at Coyote and Sabre. The man grinned, about to talk, to say something stupid. Then a knife goes through his head. The other men pulled out their guns, then they were taken down. Ripped apart, torn into pieces. You looked away, unable to stomach it. The birds scattered at the screams. Platonic Yandere!Yautjas who know now that they can protect you. They guide you inside, clean you up, and set you on the couch. One of them gives you something to drink while the other cleans the skulls. It’s quiet, peaceful, and normal in your household again. Then a ship landed in the meadow far from your house, large and bulky. Meant for a clan. You all run outside and stare at the female Yautja. Their mother.

[jesperestee]

Hear me out! Platonic Yan Fashion designer. Reader is his favourite model or something and the designer starts to design their clothes around reader. So their collection goes from scandalous and sexy to something more modest because their kid/sibling (whatever relationship you want to put it) can't wear something so tiny/tight :(( what if weirdos see them in that :(?? Bonus point if the designer is a woman because I can't find fem platonic yans anywhere

Anyway, love your writing! You're amazing, keep going!

Platonic Yandere!Fashion Designer & Favourite Model!User

(A/N: planning on making a tag list, please tell me if you want to be in it! Also thank you for requesting!) TWS: Abuse of power, threats, reader is treated as a kid (age is not said), blackmail ALL FRENCH COMES FROM GOOGLE. PLEASE TELL ME IF I AM INCORRET. WC:6111

Platonic Yandere!Fashion Designer who remembered when you first came into her life. You were all timid and shy, clinging to your manager’s arm, scared of everyone. She understood, of course; it was a new place, in a new country. She was kind, much better to you than her reputation to others. You warmed up to her, always chatting with her whenever she was planning out a new outfit or testing you

Platonic Yandere!Fashion Designer who rarely takes clients nowadays. You’re her favorite, why would she want another client? You don’t notice, too caught up with work and fame. She always hovered beside you, she and your manager. She liked your manager, such a sweet man who treated you like his child. It was only reasonable that she married him. You were her muse; you were his world. You were the person of honor for her.

Platonic Yandere!Fashion Designer who always decides your outfits. What you need to wear and what you don’t need to. Yet she knew you were getting older, bigger in some places. She knew the studio knew too. That’s why she wasn’t surprised when she got a request from someone. “Put [.] in this.” With a picture of a rather suggestive piece that left so little to the imagination. She immediately showed your manager, her husband, her Nicolas. They were lounging in their sunken living room, sitting together, doing their own separate things. He glanced away from his paperwork to the photo and spat out his coffee. “Absolutely not!” She said, shaking her head. He nodded while she walked around the house.

Platonic Yandere!Fashion Designer who got quite a shock when she saw your wardrobe. It wasn’t your usual outfits, comfy and modest. There was lingerie, lacy bodysuits, etc. Things meant for someone much older. Her eyes twitched in irritation, then she grabbed the clothes, throwing them into a box. There were two things she despised with all her heart: her designs being touched and people thinking they could decide what needed to be made for her client. Platonic Yandere!Fashion Designer who went to her boss afterwards, her heels clicking against the polished floors like a ticking bomb. People moved out of her way, seeing the fury on her face. Ignoring the protests of the secretary on how their boss has someone, she slammed open the door, glaring at him. The other man glanced at her, then at her boss, and made the right decision. “Félicité,” her boss began, standing up in his navy, three-piece suit. “I was making an important deal—” She cut him off by simply putting her phone on the table. In the picture, her boss was kissing another man, pinning him against a wall. Her eyes went to his wedding band slowly, raising an eyebrow. He tensed and slowly sat down, his hands clenched into fists. “I suggest you tell people that my client will not be wearing anything scandalous,” she said, and before he could say anything else, she tapped a sharp, manicured nail against the screen of the phone. “Or this gets out to everything. And I’m sure your mon epouse doesn’t need to know about everything.”

Platonic Yandere!Fashion Designer who smiled when he agreed reluctantly, taking away her phone before he could grab it. She walked away from the office and adjusted her jacket, taking her husband’s arm. You were back from your lunch break finally, settled on the couch, looking through the new designs she picked out.

She sat on one side; her husband sat on the other. You didn’t complain, picking at your croissant.

You’re blind to their power, and they couldn’t be happier. -

[kettledkat]

MINDSWAP DOODLES

Doodles of the guy !! Oh and it’s colored ? :o

[jesperestee]

imagine reader that's like young (teens to twenties, whatever you think) and they join this military group. they think reader is just a normal young person, all sassy and attitude. then they hear the clink-clank-chk. behind reader, their vehicle isn't there. instead there's a giant ass robot, a fucking Cybertronian, just watching over them, glaring at everything. reader isn't normal, not with the damn transformer behind them.

[jesperestee]

(A/N: Been looking at cod fics and i decided to make my own! Sorry if hes ooc) WC: 244 Dad!Simon who doesn’t hold your twins for the first week they’re born. He stares at them, a girl and a boy, all soft and chubby, clinging to you. He’s scared that he’ll hurt them or that they’ll cry at the sight of him. You managed to sneak up on him, shoving the twins into his arms. He tenses, staring at you like you just betrayed him. Until your daughter reaches for him, her hand curling around his finger.

His heart beats faster, and his world narrows on the two in his arms. His babies. Dad!Simon who refuses to let them sleep in their new beds. He doesn’t want them to grow up, and he doesn’t want them to get bigger. They giggle and try to pull away as Simon places them in between you two, not allowing them to leave you both. You protest against them, but your husband silences you with a kiss, making you giggle. You all sleep together, comfortable and cozy.

Dad!Simon who cries on their first day of school. He doesn’t cry when you take pictures of them in the outfits he picked out. He doesn’t cry when you drop them off, but as soon as you both get home, he just breaks. He wraps his arms around you and sobs into your shoulder. You stroke his back, reassuring him that they’re going to be alright. They’re just getting bigger.

He doesn’t want them to get bigger.

[kolenovochkah]

dayum.

[jesperestee]

Have to say your dragon rider posts are very well written! (Probably unlike this ask will be because I'm still getting used to write in English, so sorry in advance 😅) And I wanted to ask about the riders's dragons reactions to eachother.

Like, readers dragon to yan's dragon and vice versa. And yan's dragon to reader as a rider and vice versa

Platonic Yandere!Dragonrider’s Dragon x Platonic Yandere!Dragon & Newly Dragonrider!User

TWS: jealousy, possessive dragon, thats it(A/N: Sorry for not posting as much, im stumped with finals and i havent had any ideas. This is shorter than my usual one)

NOTE: YOUR DRAGON IS REFERRED AS THEY/THEM. I TRIED TO MAKE THEM AS VAGUE AS POSSIBLE

WC: 298

Platonic Yandere!Dragonrider’s dragon who sees you for the first time when you’re training. You swing a sword easily, grin at everyone. She sees the way her rider watches you, like you’re a hatchling, and he’s the big dragon that needs to protect you. Truly, she understands with the bond, but she knows you don’t need protection; your beast is a true creature.

Platonic Yandere!Dragon who’s always protective of you, always hovering over you. In the back of his mind, they feel you move around through the bond. They watch you constantly, and you don’t even know. The’ve lost many of riders, mostly from battles, so they refuse to leave you alone. They refuse to let you die. They will face death itself if it means you will be safe in their wings.

Platonic Yandere!Dragonrider’s Dragon who doesn’t go near you. She knows of your dragon, and she knows how possessive they are. She has her own rider to deal with, with his arrogant personality and his flare of dramatics. However, he is her rider, and she will defend him. She growls at others during battles, but she lets you hit him. Sometimes her rider needs to put in his place. Platonic Yandere!Dragon who gets defensive of you in flight. It’s the only time they can’t protect you the most, so you have to defend yourself. Through the bond, they can feel when you’re distressed, and they feel their ping during a night flight. They look up and meet the dragon’s underbelly of the boy who’s been chasing you. They growl at the boy, then he offers a race. A race to the death. They take off, ignoring your spiking heartrate. They need to get away from him; they need to make sure you’re safe.

OTHER FICS IN THIS SERIES: Platonic Yandere!Dragonrider -  Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 (@uzmacchiato made the divider)