A little yandere writing blog

20s he/him

[lurkinglovingly]

Ground rules and other info

18+ only

Don't be a dick

Don't interact if you are upset by: dubcon/CNC/rape, drug use, stalking, kidnapping, murder, gore, etc

I don't condone bringing dark fantasies into real life or pursuing any potentially abusive situations as an ideal. All dark content I produce is fiction and is not to be replicated or brought into reality.

I am focused on workshopping some OCs for a potential project.

Ocs (so far):

The Regular (Aiden):

[Wrong place, Wrong time]

The Gas Station Attendant (?)

The Incubus (?)

Things I will write for:

DOL (mostly Kylar or Eden)

14DWY

Broken Colors (mostly DG and Damon)

Kinks that are not specified below

Things I will not write:

Explicitly fem reader (fem aligned folk can stick around for gn x readers)

Pregnancy, and breeding kink that explicitly mentions pregnancy in any way.

Raceplay

Scat, sexual vomit (piss is fine tho)

[hakuyukii]

kylar is hysterical.

[you-and-him-vn]

YOU and HIM Chapter 2 Release

YOU and HIM by Unknown Hermit

You stop to help a Hitchhiker. The encounter is a deadly one.

Download now to see where the Stabby Man leads you!

[delusionalthoughtsstuff-deactiv]

First post here on Tumblr lmfaoaoa

Tw:GN neutral, regular yan stuff.

Yan! Painter who's been struggling with a creative block so severe, it made him unable to even draw a single line on his canvas, and it was driving him insane.

What was wrong with him? Why did inspiration leave his body so suddenly?! Painting was a significant part of his life since childhood, but for the first time, he found himself unable to translate his thoughts onto the canvas.

That was before he saw you.

Yan! Painter that almost let all his paints and papers fall to the ground the moment you entered the class. Your face, eyes, body—everything looked so perfect, you looked perfect. Was he possibly dreaming that day? Did he just get blessed with the presence of a divine creation?

Yan! Painter who can't help but stare at your back throughout the entire class, not paying a single ounce of attention to what the teacher was saying. All that he could focus on was just how beautiful you looked.

Yan! Painter who did not waste a millisecond the moment he arrived home, immediately scrambling to mix his paints and grab his canvas before painting your portrait. Again, and again, and again… Your face etched into his memory like glue.

Portrait after portrait, he painted you until he didn't have any more supplies left, until his arms were covered in various hues of colors from mixing it, until the water he used to clean his brushes was muddy. Different poses, clothes, expressions, he couldn't get enough of you.

Yan! Painter that wondered more and more how you'd look like actually doing the same expressions. Would your eyes crinkle when smiling just he painted? Would your face blush such hue? He wanted to know everything.

Yan! Painter who made sure that in the next day he would get as many references from you as possible. Even if it meant following you around just a little! <3

He was too shy to approach you. Him, The class "weirdo" who would always distance himself from everyone else and sit in a corner. He couldn't risk creeping you out… no, no, no!

Yan! Painter who pays one of his colleagues that worked with photographs a large chunk of money to take various photos of you secretly, but at the same time burned with envy and jealousy by knowing that someone else was looking at you. You were his inspiration.

Yan! Painter that memorizes your whole schedule just so he can watch how you act during a daily basis. How you act while working, at home, walking around the cite, everything.

Yan! Painter who slowly starts to fall deeper and deeper for you. His room now filled with multiple paintings of you and a locker he filled with your stuff (that he stole lmao) and pictures.

Yan! Painter who can't wait to actually be able to touch your skin, see how soft it would be, feel its warmth and such. He thought once of breaking inside your house to not only watch you sleep but also be able to grab more of your stuff, but he can't bring himself to actually do it. He's too clumsy and nervous for that.

"Oh my love… When will be the day that I can finally have you all to myself? Will you enjoy being the one that gives life to me work?"

[sinfulforrest]

Full of many thoughts tonight...I wanna make a yandere oc that's essentially a building-like entity that wants you and will do anything to keep you within it...the structure of it is fleshy and full of gore, but uncanny blends of normal arcitrcture seamlessly meld into the living tissue to make a strange hellscape that you can't escape from.

It creates an 'ideal' human form to take in order to interact with you, to take care of you, to love and nurture you and your fragile human body. This shell can't leave from the depths of whatever the hell you're trapped in as it gets too weak away from its body otherwise, so it goes above and beyond with keeping you under its surveillance and care.

It'd feed you prey that it drags in, or pieces of its own flesh that the shell lovingly carves away from the walls with tears in its eyes, smiling unnaturally as it forces the raw flesh into your mouth. Loving you is so painful, but in a beautiful way; it doesn't know how to put the feeling into words yet, but it hopes that one day it can explain it to you.

It loves being able to surround you completely and nurture you within it, often times using its shell to force place you within a fleshy patch so it can wrap its slick tendrils around you and spend some quality time with you...the more you struggle and thrash against its love, the more that you sink into the suffocating flesh and the tighter its tentacles secure you into your rightful place. You will rest and lay with it.

The shell often becomes unstable, not being able to hold a human form for a little while as it experiences intense emotions towards you, being reduced to a shambling mess of flesh and bone that constantly reaches for you with malformed, sinewy limbs whilst it constantly whispers your name over, and over. Even when you cover your ears, its voice penetrates your thoughts and chips away at your sanity over time, becoming more relaxing and soothing as it whispers its never-ending confessions of love to your very soul.

[lurkinglovingly]

Small update

Things got crazy with my job, so I haven't been able to write much. I wanted to get more done on chapter 2 of wpwt, but I'm maybe less than halfway through it.

I'm planning on doing character introductions for all my ocs once I get done or mostly done with chapter 2.

I will potentially be updating the theme and adding nicer graphics on my posts, do not be alarmed if things start looking a little different.

[decomposingpixie]

kylar slutty boylegs live in my head rent-free

[obsessivevoidkitten]

Feeding

Male Half-Demon Yandere x Gender Neutral Vampire Reader CW: Noncon, blood drinking, biting/cutting for blood, making out, drugged sex, drugged reader, forced addiction, overstimulation, reader fucked well and truly out of their mind whilst high on demon blood, aftercare, general yandere behavior Word count: 1.6k (Sorry this took forever. The image of reader sitting on dick while sucking blood from a wrist was living rent free in my head and I had to write this. Written on my phone, hopefully I fixed all the weird formatting and typos.)

The full moon shone brightly in the clear winter night. With each exhale, your breath plumed out visibly. The shadows of trees stretched long and spindly, grasping for a material world they were incapable of grabbing hold of. You hid amongst the bushes, silently watching the small bar in front of you. It was a secluded place. Quiet and down the road from anything else. Perfect for a person to grab a drink. Even a vampire like yourself. This was your first night in this town, but there were almost always places like this to slake your thirst. 

Wait for a drunk customer to come stumbling out and nab them to have a drink of your own. Then, if you needed to, use your hypnotic powers to make them think it was all a dream. 

That's what you had intended tonight. But then you caught a whiff of a human that smelled much more tempting than any other you had ever encountered. 

The bartender. Your sharp ears could pick up his name even from outside. Wade. Not that you needed to bother knowing it.

You decided to wait for the last lingering patron to leave the bar before sneaking in and making your move. It took a few hours, and your joints grew stiff in the cold, but finally, the bartender was alone, and you could make your move. You were practically salivating as you slipped into the bar, and his scent hit you more directly. You couldn't wait to taste what waited in his veins. Luckily, you didn't have to. 

"Sorry, we've just closed," he said as he heard you enter.

With superhuman speed, you rushed behind him, barely having time to note the surprised expression on his face. 

You wasted no time on pleasantries and sank your fangs into his neck.

Instantly, you were lost in his flavor. His blood was glorious. But after one drink, your eyes glazed and your thoughts were foggy. 

He plucked you off of him easily, and you fell to the floor, dizzy and confused but yearning for more of him. You were so thirsty. A mild sense of euphoria washed over you, but your body felt weak and wobbly. 

Wade stared down at you, smirking. His brown hair turned silver, small black horns sprouted from his forehead, and his hazel eyes glowed red.

"What's wrong? Bit off more than you could chew?"

Not much blood had been consumed, so you started to get to your feet, but Wade wanted you nice and helpless. He rubbed his fingers to the bite mark you had left and shoved his fingers into your mouth and smeared the drug on your tongue. You immediately slumped against the counter.

He went and locked up the bar before returning to your side and administering another hit of his blood. You eagerly drank it up. It was too irresistible. 

Then he gently led you downstairs where he apparently lived. 

"Didn't realize I was part demon or didn’t know demon blood was like a narcotic? Maybe you didn't know either of those..." 

He tossed you on the bed rather unceremoniously.

"Thought you were gonna get an easy meal, but you're gonna feed me too!"

Assuming that he ate beings with magic, you looked up at him with a horrified expression and scrambled to get off the bed. He stopped you and pushed you back.

"I'm nourished by intoxication and addiction the way sex and lust nourishes an incubus," he explained, having noted the fear on your face.

Though you still had a fierce thirst for his blood, you weren't addicted. Yet. Just significantly increased blood cravings. You had the presence of mind to know what he intended, and you didn't want to be a captive.

"You can't do this!"

The effects of his blood on your body were rapidly wearing off. It had only been a small amount. You could use your speed to zip awa-

"I can do whatever I want to a little leech like you~" 

Wade pinned you on the bed and used the sharp nail of his thumb to slice his wrist before shoving his wrist to your mouth. You tried to turn away and keep your mouth closed, but you could feel the warm blood tingle your lips, and the smell was all-encompassing. Tired of your struggles, he smacked you hard across the cheek. You could have shrugged off a strike from a normal human, but he had demonic strength. As he had anticipated, you cried out in pain. With your mouth open, he jammed his bloody wrist right into your mouth. 

Once a drop had touched your tongue for the third time that night, all your resolve melted away. You relaxed under him and greedily lapped at his wrist. Now that it was in you, you needed more.

As you gave into your dark desires and fed off Wade, he fed off the intoxication and the budding addiction growing inside you. 

But the whole situation had his cock straining painfully in his jeans. 

He maneuvered your clothes off as well as his, but your attention was focused on your meal. You whimpered and grabbed for his arm as he pulled it away to lube up his cock. Just because he was doing this for nourishment didn't mean he couldn't have some fun. Besides, being all cute and needy for his blood made you look far too tempting for the half-demon. 

He pulled you into his lap and slid his thick cock into you.

Wade put his arm up to you so you could suckle from his wrist as he slowly fucked into you. A large demonic cock like Wade's would have stretched and hurt the hole of any human, but you were far more durable. In fact, it felt quite nice. His blood seemed to heighten pleasurable sensations while reducing unpleasant ones.

You moaned softly as you fed.

"That's it, take alllll you want babe. I regenerate faster than you can drink."

It must have been true. His wound had healed and you had to bite his wrist to draw more blood. He didn't seem to mind. 

The demon kissed your neck and sucked it softly as he continued pumping into you. Never too hard to interrupt your meal. 

He kept the slow and considerate pace until you had finished. Blood was smeared all over the lower half of your face, your eyes glossy and half lidded. You were barely cognizant of your surroundings anymore. All you knew was that you felt warm, happy, relaxed and, for the first time since you had turned, alive.

Wade angled your face towards him and kissed you deeply from behind, enjoying the taste of blood from your lips and the rush of energy he got from getting you high. He brushed his tongue against your fangs to draw blood so you could suck it while the two of you made out sloppily. The half-demon broke the kiss, a sanguine string of saliva and blood connected your lips for a moment. Wade hastened the tempo of his thrusts into you as his mind raced over the implications of having you. 

A human would have died from just a drink of demon's blood. That's why he blended each bottle of booze in his bar with but a single drop. Just enough to subconsciously coax humans to crave coming back to his bar and give Wade a bit more intoxication to sustain himself. But he didn't have to hold back with you at all. 

Rapturous moans left your body as your pleasure reached its zenith. Your normally frighteningly pale face was actually flushed.

"You enjoying yourself?" Wade smirked and kept going.

You could only weep silently as the overwhelming sensations from the drug and sex mingled into an overwhelming wave of ecstasy bearing down brutally upon you. 

With supernatural stamina he kept going for hours, he readministered his blood as needed. Every time he made you cum you whimpered. Each orgasm seemed to hold within it a greater and greater threat of throwing you off the brink of sanity and shattering your mind. 

By the end of it, when he had finally had enough after filling you with cum over and over again, you were a shaky drooling mess. His demonic features faded away as he picked you up. Then he took you to the tub and bathed you gently, getting all the dried blood off your face and cleaning up all the semen leaking from your hole. 

"Sorry I had to give you so much. Have to get you hooked on it."

Wade picked you up and wrapped you in a soft towel. You were too out of it to respond.

"The crashes aren't bad though at least. Extreme cravings but no life threatening illness or anything."

He kissed your forehead and tucked you in before getting under the covers and spooning you. 

"You're gonna love it here I promise. All the blood you want. I'm not just keeping you here to feed me, I could see glimpses inside your mind when your inebriation nourished me."

The half-demon ran a hand soothingly up and down your side.

"I know we're compatible lovers. You'll see."

You could hear his words but could just barely process them. 

"B-but.." You protested weakly.

"Hush now. You need to rest."

He put his arm around your waist and held you protectively. It was so much easier to just let sleep claim you than it was to resist.

Wade stayed up far longer though. All the thoughts of the wonderful life you two would share together running through his head and keeping him awake. It would be amazing. He couldn't wait for tomorrow.

He'd treat you so well and make sure his little vampire was always happy. And he'd keep you hopelessly addicted to his blood. You'd be so helpless and dependent on him that you'd simply never be able to escape.

[dear-yandere]

♡ Yandere Alphabet ♡

Remastered with permission from the creator. Original alphabet found here.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

[ddarker-dreams]

Yandere Tarot Card Themed Asks🖤

The Fool - How deluded is this yandere when it comes to their darling? Are they self aware on any level? 

The Emperor - How much of their darling’s life does this yandere dictate/want to dictate? 

Strength - How outwardly passionate is this yandere around their darling? 

The Hanged Man - Is controlling their darling important? Or do they want their darling to love them willingly? 

The Tower - If this yandere saw their darling in danger, how would they respond/react? 

Judgement - Would this yandere ever open up to their darling? 

The Magician - How would this yandere use their abilities/status on their darling? 

The Hierophant - Could this darling’s yandere fool them easily? Or be manipulated by them? 

The Hermit - Is this yandere more relaxed, or capable of being more relaxed? 

Death - Would this yandere ever kill their darling? If not, would this yandere “kill” undesirable traits of their darling? 

The Star - How would this yandere deal with their darling’s loved ones? 

The World - Would this yandere ever give up on their darling? 

The High Priestess - What expectations does this yandere have for their darling? 

The Lovers - How would this yandere deal with their darling being in a relationship with someone else? 

Wheel of Fortune - Would this yandere’s behavior stay the same over time? If not, why do they remain the same? 

Temperance - What made this person yandere for their darling? 

The Moon - Is this yandere sensitive to what their darling says or does? If not, why don’t they care? 

The Empress - Would this yandere want to have children with their darling in the future? 

The Chariot - What freedoms would this yandere allow, and take away? 

Justice - Does this yandere ever feel conflicted about what they’re doing? 

The Devil - What taboo things would this yandere do to their darling? 

The Sun - When would this yandere feel content with their situation? 

[turnthepagevn]

Metanoia by Wandering Starlight Studio

"First, do no harm."

Our boy Alastor FINALLY gets his time in the spotlight! Metanoia (v1) has dropped!

A blackout after a recent attack leaves you institutionalized and under the care of one Doctor Rose,  an unsettling psychiatrist who seems hellbent on keeping you in the psychiatric ward and under his watchful eye. How will today's session with the doctor go?

Metanoia is a visual novel that explores the fear of being trapped in a psychiatric ward and unable to leave, as well as the fear of an incredibly unethical doctor not having your best interests at heart.

Please be aware that this game is intended for mature audiences, aged 18 and up. It contains themes of themes of possessiveness, stalking, drugging, manipulation, gaslighting, and strong language.

[koiijournal]

Can we have more of host!reader and his yan? I love them so much <333

Omg ofc! I thought that was the least interesting one I wrote, i'd be happy to write more anon!! *´ㅅ`)ﾞ♡ (Apologies for the long wait!)

Heart that beats for you.

✩✩✩

Host!Male!Reader x Yan!Male ☆` Reader refers to you!

Ever since that day, Zuo has been a regular in the host club. You'd always find him clinging in to Reader, the school prince Charming and the main attraction in the host club!! Many were suprised by the fact that Zuo was even into anyone, but because of this, the host club business has raised even more! More male students even started to come to the host club.

As usual, inside the school in a host club room. It was lively than ever, different types of hosts having a lovely chat with the guests along with teas and desserts. And as usual Zuo is with Reader, no surprises here really.

What's Reader's thinking about Zuo? The truth inside Reader, the real you. Out of those chains of the persona of the 'Sweet Charming' prince, Reader did thought that Zuo was a weird kid, he'd whisper things about how "You're his", "You should only look at him" or "He'd remove everyone who even had the slightest idea thinking about you"

Either way, Reader would just smile at him. Still everything about him just puts Reader off. But none of that matters because in this school,in this host club, around these people, the real you doesn't exist.

"Ha.. You're so divine.. How could someone like me touch you without any consequences.. Are you perhaps an angel?" Zuo admires your looks as he plays with a few strains of your hair, twirling it around his fingers.

His thoughts was about form an idea about 'accidentally' pulling a strain of your hair (totally not for anything! It's an accident after all :>)

All of the sudden, a loud crashed sound of glass vibrates around the room. All of the people checks to see what happened.

"M'lady! Are you alright?? Did the glass pierce you?" A host came to aid for the poor guest, quickly checks around her hand for any injuries. All the other hosts begin to gather around them, including Reader.

Zuo was told to wait here while he checks for safety of others, he didn't like the fact that Reader worries about others when he's right here! Isn't he the priority to Reader..?? He felt negative emotion raising through his body but it burst when he saw Reader touching the timid looking girl on the accident. And the girl slowly closing the distance on Reader.

Oh.

So that's how they're gonna play.

His grip on the glass he was holding was crushed into pieces.

Another sound crashes into the floor, everyone turned their head on to the source. Zuo's hand was bleeding badly with his blood dripping out of his hands along with the tears on his puffy eyes.

Reader was the one who reacted first and quickly runs out of the crowd to go back to him. Ahh.. You do care about him afterall!

Reader look around Zuo's hand for a small inspection before deciding "That looks bad, come on let's go to the nursery office" Without any hesitation they both quickly walk to their destination.

The girl who had an accident glares at Zuo's back before they went out of the door.

.At The Nursery Office.

"This should heal in a week, don't move your hands too much alright?" Reader says while closes the med kit box on the bed.

Zuo only smiles at Reader and playfully swinging his leg. He's just so happy that he has all your attention right now, maybe if he injures himself more.. Would you stay with him forever?

"This wouldn't have happened if I stayed with you, my deepest apology, my love" Reader gives a small kiss on their bandaged hand. Oh there you go again, that empty action of yours with sugar coated words.

Zuo was delighted but.. It didn't made his heart create a reaction. This wasn't the you he wants, he knows you've pretend every time and he hates the fact that these are meaningless love between you two.

He wants to be the one who drags you out of those fake mask, no he will.

His face turns sad again "Can you do something for me in return..?" He grips Reader's hand softly

"..Of course" Reader stares into his dark eyes that fills with emptiness.

"Then.."

"I want you to love me."

You tilt your head in confusion "I am in love with you, my love." It pains him in every inch of his body when you're lying to him, he knows you truly do!

"No.. I'm asking for the you inside. Cut the sweet act." He puts his hand on your cheek with eyes that was no longer empty, it was filled with LOVE!

You look up to him with a paralyzed body, gathering all the energy to go against the fear to speak another word. You open your mouth slowly

"...what?"

LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER!

A/N : sorry if this sucks ahshwyagag.. My brain isn't braining anymore.

[koiijournal]

serving you a good time.

Yandere!Male x Host!Male!Reader

Sypnosis : You were a famous member of a host club in a big rich school and it seems like someone enjoyed your service a bit too much..?

"Welcome Ladies, may I have the pleasure take you to your seat?" A handsome host member offers his hands to the blushing girls. They giggled in delight before taking his hand and walking along with him.

You walk around the host club while serving tea and sweet cookie to multiple tables. You were about to sit down with the girls and boys on the couch, suggested by themselves.

Your attention was caught by a male student standing awkwardly in front of the door. You regonized him, he was the kid that was awfully creepy and weird known by the whole school.

'Well.. Here goes nothing' You erased all your thoughts before greeting him with your captivating smile "Welcome to the host club, Zuo" Your aura sparkles along with your charm. Almost making the whole room blind.

Zuo internally turned red by this action, he felt like someone was holding his heart tightly. He could scream and rambles how you're so perfect in every way! And the way you already knew his name too, oh my gosh is it too late to plan a marriage now?!

You don't know how much courage did Zuo needed to gather in order to walk in this host club, just for you of course. But in the current time, he could only stand still and stare in adoration into your eyes.

You were a bit creeped out by this action, a bit wary on why is he staring at you creepily. You almost came to a conclusion where you think he's planning how to kill you! (Oh if only you knew.. He wouldn't and couldn't hurt his precious darling ever!)

"Do you prefer other types of hosts to lead you for this evening?" You went along with the flow and kept your charm up on the surface. Hoping you can just get rid of him in a matter of time.

Without any warning he slowly take a few steps to you and tug on your shirt while his eyes stares deeply into yours.

"I want you."

"...!" That took you by suprise, but nevertheless shrugs it off and offers him your hand to lead him to his seat. He grab on to your hand the moment you offered it with no hesitation which made you surprised once again.

The whole way to his seat was like a slow motion for Zuo, it felt like eternity when you were leading him like an angel! And you were willing to hold his hand! You?? The most charming and elegant leader of the host club with the creepiest kid? His heart bumps louder and louder inside of him.

You all sit on an empty couch, long table in front of you guys along with drinks and light foods. You wanted to pour tea into his cup before realizing your hand was still Inna death grip with Zuo.

"Uh.. Pardon me, but would you mind letting me go? I won't go anywhere but your side, don't you worry love" Your fanservice lips goes off but it seems like he doesn't want too when he shakes his head but you saw his ears were very red.

Your free hand reaches for the cookie and grabs it in front of his mouth "Say ahh" You teasingly say while laughing a little.

You expected the cookie you were holding would be bitten in a small bite but he immediately eats every part of the cookie including your fingers.

Inside you were panicking, did he want to bite off your fingers so you couldn't use it anymore?? Your thoughts are scattered even more when you felt he was licking the crumbs off your finger!

You retreat your hand sooner than he thought and you covered your messy face on your shoulder where red blushes can be spotted.

Zuo was ecstatic that you were blushing, this is just like what he had been dreaming of! To be with you.. Forever and ever and ever and ever!

Now look what you've done! You're giving him more false hope, he will grip onto his delusional lies and drag you down with him, all he needs is His Host.

"He's my host! DON'T TOUCH HIM YOU DIRTY SCUMS!! NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO TAKE HIM. Know your places ,fucking low lif

[fauxyandere-deactivated20240222]

Yanderes who manipulate you into choosing isolation for yourself. Yanderes who have carefully manipulated your entire life and environment so that feels like the only option. Who completely and utterly destroy your life so theirs are the only pair of arms you can fall into anymore.

Dreamily sighs

[fauxyandere-deactivated20240222]

Just imagine the reason you feel like you're suffering so much, the reason your life feels like it's falling apart, is all because you're loved.

That someone is poisoning the well against you, all your friends and family. It's not all your own fault that you feel like you can't fit in. It's not you.

No, the person who just loves you the most in the world wanted to be your only solace. That's all. You're OK now, now that all of the people who don't matter have been gotten rid of through subtle to outright manipulations, ones that severe the emotional ties you've ever had with anyone, family or otherwise.

Becoming completely codependent on the monster who did this to you.

An ideal.

[yanyandere]

ヤンデレ天使はお人好しサキュバスにご執心 / The Yandere Angel is Obsessed with the Good-Natured Succubus // support the artist (jp)

[lurkinglovingly]

Wrong place wip

Will probably delete later when I release the second part entirely

Just wanted to give everyone a little sneak peek of Aiden pov

18+ only

Tw: kidnapping, voyeurism

Aiden knocks at the shower door, he was watching you in that tranquility. The glass doors only slightly obscured your figure. Aiden could see your facial features soften while warm water runs down your nude body. The red adorning your beauty slowly being stripped away, you’re ethereal. It’s like he’s watching the creation of the divine. As much as he wanted a better look at you, he knew that you needed this more than anything. Once you began washing yourself, that was his queue to come in. The tension that returns to your face makes the guilt in Aiden’s stomach churn.

[sanfangzhu]

I attempted to depict him from a different perspective, similar to the viewpoint of a painter, but it seems not very successful...