I had a old account I made for fanfics, but I posted other fics as well, and I didn't really vibe with the ones I made that weren't yandere-related (idk why, didn't feel as well written.) that was @lynxtheserval .
I write some OCs, I write some already-made fictional things. Here's the things I write about that aren't made by me:
Overwatch
Minecraft: Story Mode
Roblox Myths (Specifically The Days Union is my favorite but I'll write others too)
Forsaken (NOT THE KIDS)
Deltarune (NOT THE KIDS)
The Broken Script and Minecraft Horror mods
Minecraft ARGs
The ENA series
Phighting
Ill probably add more later on too
Here's the things I write:
SFW
Yandere content (Nothing NSFW), stuff like kidnapping and stalking
Mental Health Issues
Fluff
Here's the things I DONT write:
Things I'm uncomfortable with
Rape
NSFW
if you are the creator of the fiction mentioned and DONT want your characters written about, please tell me, my wish is to make no one uncomfortable.
And for everyone else, if you don't like what I write please don't go out of your way to harass me, we all have our issues and deal with them as such. And also, feel free to block me, that is okay.
Hey guys I said I was gonna be gone but this is really important, if any of you feel okay reblogging this or commissioning that would mean the world to me currently. /Nf
IMPORTANT!! WOULD YALL BE INTERESTED IN A CROSSOVER AU I WANNA MAKE? (yes this is a repost, the other one got funky, mb)
Also I'm so sorry I havent posted anything in so long!
but to be fair I am kinda losing interest in requests I get, but if yall enjoy my writing / want to see my crossover au I wanna work on I could write X readers for it too! (possibly)
Pretty much the au is a sorta "if fictional characters were connected to the real world and people" so pretty much this world (still with fictional characters tho) but people have abilities and powers based on fictional characters they are connected to! Thats all I wanna say so I dont spoil it if yall do want to see it!
But itll include my favorite fictional things (which is a lot) and I might take requests for fandoms / characters for the au! Most of the things (probably) on my write for list will be in it!
I might make a new blog for it, ill link it here if I do!
Authors note!! ＼(＾▽＾); second venture fic!! Tbh I just rlly rlly rlly hated my last one so I’m giving it another go bc I’m actually just so in love with them.. If you see me pocketing the HELL out of a venture mind yer damn business. also im having a pretty tough time coming up with scenarios so id rlly appreciate some ideas!
This was new. Sloane wasn’t nervous; they weren’t the nervous type! They’re bold, and fun, and eccentric (in a good way!) and they most definitely weren’t nervous! So why was it that each time you came around they seemed to trip over their words?
“Young love…” Tracer and Angela couldn’t help but smile, looking at the two of you from a distance as they were enjoying their coffee in Gibraltars HQ lounge.
Any regular person would call them crazy for seeing anything romantic about your awkward short interactions, but knowing both of you when you’re apart tells them everything they’d need to know.
“Yea!... I like your nails! They look… aesthetically pleasing…”
“Oh, thank you! Yea um- painted them myself!”
“Really? Wow! That must’ve taken like… a billion years!”
“Haha!...Yea!”
In the distance, both women were heavily facepalming. They couldn’t help but cringe at the conversation, and as cute as the two of you were, awkwardness had its limits and you two seemed to hit it a while ago.
Sloane didn’t plan on the conversation going this way, they promise! It’s just each time they try talking to you their palms start to sweat and their knees start to wobble and the only thing they can focus on is your face and your voice and trying to think of the right joke to make you laugh and suddenly all those late nights of coming up with scenarios in their head of what to say to you while giggling and kicking their feet are left completely forgotten. All the diary entries describing exactly what they would say and do in order to at least be your friend have now gone to waste.
To be more than an acquaintance to you, that's all they’re asking for, they’ve lowered their standard and yet they couldn’t even reach it!
With a heavy sigh, they turn to look at you, wanting to give the conversation one more try. “Look… I’m really sorry for how lame I'm being. To be honest, I just think you’re really cool and it feels like I have no idea how to approach you!” They smile as they feel their nerves calm now that they’ve confessed to their nervousness. You feel a weight lift off your shoulders, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t happy they had decided to break the ice first.
“Oh gosh okay, I’m so glad I’m not the only one who felt that way!! I’ve always thought you were cool and funny, honestly I just really wanted to get to know you.”
At this point, you were both smiling and it seemed like the heavy atmosphere had completely vanished now that you were both being transparent.
In the background, Tracer and Angela couldn't help but celebrate, proud of the two of you for finally being able to act normal around one another. You two spent the next couple of minutes warming up to each other as you laughed and joked, a warm feeling now in each other's chests.
“Y’know I don’t even know why I was so intimidated in the first place…”
Authors note!!! (¬‿¬ ); First fic ever (and last knowing me!) and ofc it’s overwatch related…. I’ve literally never written a fanfic before so pls give me feedback!! I feel like it’s a bit boring just cuz we haven’t learned a lot abt them yet so it’s very surface lvl!!
“I got this one while digging in Acropolis! And this one from a site in Giza!” They said enthusiastically pointing to some scars on their forearm.
You and your new colleague, which you now know goes by Venture, had met on the rooftop of your work building about an hour ago when you both had coincidentally needed some fresh air. You hadn't even been there for more than 5 minutes before you heard the door to the rooftop open. Despite having just met, you found yourself immediately drawn to their easygoing nature. They spoke with a lightness and joy that seemed contagious and you couldn’t help but be caught hook line and sinker!
“And this one—" they grinned awkwardly, pointing to the chip in their front teeth. “This um…” They lowered their finger, looking away a bit embarrassed. “It was nothing.”
You chuckled at how much of a bad liar they were and as curious as you were, you didn't want to pry into anything that might make them uncomfortable, so you decided to swiftly take the attention off it.
"How'd you get this one?" you reach out to take their hand pointing to a deep scar you had noticed on their thumb.
"Oh I got that one fighting a monkey for a rock in Suravasa." they shrugged and you couldn't help but laugh at how casual they were.
"Scary!"
"Nah, just annoying! Little dude didn't know what he had coming... I may have been scathed but I won the war!"
You shook your head in amusement at their nonchalant attitude towards what sounded like a crazy life and as you leaned against the railing you noticed yourself admiring them more and more.
After a bit of rambling Venture seemed to have come back to their senses stopping abruptly. They took a second to look at you closely noticing how you were genuinely interested. You weren't still there out of pity or asking questions for conversations sake, you genuinely liked listening to them talk which Venture had realized pretty early on that in professions like theirs, was pretty rare. They couldn't help but feel flustered under your gaze, quickly trying to put the attention off of them and on to you.
"Well what about you? Any things you're passionate about?"
As the conversation flowed, you found yourself sharing stories of your own, although they were average compared to theirs. Nevertheless, they listened with genuine interest, nodding along and occasionally butting in with words of praise or curiosity.
Before you knew it, the sun had begun to set and the evening breeze was ruffling your hair as you stood in silence, content with each other's company.
Yandere CLEETUS x Reader PLEAS EPLEASE IM BEGGING YOU IM BEGGING YOU PLEASE IM ON KY KNEES
My reaction to that information
(Cursed) Yandere!Cleetus x Reader headcanons: (definitely not taken seriously)
Y'all imma be deadass rn, this man is never a guy you want to meet, for a multitude of reasons.
This man is the definition of fucking insane, out of all the crazy characters I've liked over the years, this guy is probably the worst. Which is saying something LMAO.
DEFINITELY one to kill rivals, bro sees ONE person try to even talk to you, boom, dead. Probably got run over by a tractor.
Bro sometimes just rambles about the most random shit, like not even stuff that makes sense, like:
“I wonder what happens if you put a toilet in a blender!”
“did you know the meat in burritos are made from backpack remains?”
Look at this meme I did of Cleetus and Su tart literally forever ago
Hi im the anon that requested for scythe chasing the reader.
And yes,like thoese typical yandere pslsls im so down bad for this womwan🙏🙏🙏🙏
Fun to write wooo, I might do a part two if I remember about this lmao
Man sorry if it seems lazy at any point as well
Yan!Scythe x reader -
(TW: yandere shit, stalking, getting chased, a single curse word, possible ooc scythe)
All you heard was whistling and the heavy ba-dump of your blood through your ears. You tried to run as fast as you could through the dusty ghost town you managed to get lost in.
Your shoes pounded against the sand, and your legs were exhausted. You've been running for who knows how long at this point.
You turned around a corner and sat next to a wall to try to catch your breath. You hoped she wasnt following you anymore, but you still heard the whistling and humming of that… monster. The whistles sounded farther away now, but you still weren't fully safe. You don't know what she wanted from you, but what you do know is she's been chasing you for what feels like an hour, carries a terrifying looking gear, and she’s the most wanted in all the factions. You weren't that special of a person, you weren't a criminal, nor anybody important, you have no idea what a person like HER wanted from you.
You got snapped out of your train of thought when you realized you could hear footsteps now, oh god.. she was close. You were frozen with fear, you held your breath and stayed as still as you possibly could.
The footsteps got louder, and louder, and louder.
“Ya know, you can't run forever, sugar.”
Her voice was.. intimidating, to say the least. She had a very strong southern accent, if she wasn't chasing you down for who knows what reason, you might have found her voice attractive.
You said nothing and continued being as still as you possibly could.
“Listen, baby, I ain't gonna hurt ya! Just come out of your little hiding spot, so I can see your pretty little face.”
You seriously doubted that she wouldn't hurt you.
Scythe was getting annoyed now, where the hell were you?! She never loses her sights on a target, but you were much more than that. You were actually important to her. But of course you didn't know that, you just met her, after all.
Except she's known you for a while.
You were such a precious thing! Your adorable face, your laugh, your beautiful eyes, oh.. and your personality! She loves every bit about you.
That's why she isn't letting you leave.
You were still hiding, she knew you were around here, somewhere. You were terrified, you didn't know what to do.
So you stayed in your hiding spot, and waited.
And waited,
And waited.
It felt like forever, you couldn't hear her footsteps anymore, so you think you're in the clear to go.
So you carefully step outside your hiding spot, and look around.
It seemed cl-
“FUCK-”
You got kicked down on top of the sandy ground, and heard a menacing laugh behind you.
“Oh sugar.. I'm glad I was able to find you in the end! You hide well, I'll give ya that.”
You got the breath knocked out of you, gasping for air. The woman placed her foot on top of your back, not too hard as to hurt you, but enough to keep you from getting up and running.
“Now, you're probably wondering what I want from you.” She paused, trying to figure out what she wanted to say. You nodded, and tried to speak, but she interrupted you. “Well, darlin’, I want you.”
“Wh-what do you mean!?”
She took her foot off of you, but before you could do anything, she grabbed one of your arms, forcing you up. She then brought you into a hug, wrapping her arms around you.
“Ya see sugar, you don't know this, but I've been watching you for a while now.” She grinned at you, looking into your eyes. God, you were so much prettier up close.
“What did I do to anger you?!”
“You didn't do anything, darlin’. Except steal my heart!” She laughed, “And trust me, baby, I ain't angry. It's reasonable that ya would wanna run away from me.”
You looked at her with fear in your eyes and she took notice of this, and loosened her hold on you, instead of hugging you, she was now just holding your hands.
“Relax, I'm not gonna hurt ya! I just want you to stay with me for a little while, it won't be bad, baby, I promise.”
bive x fem reader?? (bive is a new regretevator character if u didn't know)
Deadass kinda hard to write bive, I love her though ngl
Also sorry if it's not written well either , it's kinda short because my braincells have left the chat recently
Bive x fem!reader
It was an average day. Nothing new was happening. Just an average day of waking up, going on the elevator, then going to work.
After work, you were exhausted. Like everyday, people were mean, demanding, ignorant of the fact you were a person too. You sighed while waiting for the elevator door to open.
You counted the seconds.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5…
*DING!*
Your attention moved to the elevator doors. They opened and you stepped inside, looking around at who was with you.
Nobody.
Then you felt something touch your shoulder. You yelped and looked behind you quickly.
You saw a woman, covered completely in black fur, staring at you with big circular glasses that were surprisingly dark. Dark, or she simply had no eyes. You might have been staring a little too much, because she tilted her head , and looked at you with a mildly worried expression.
“Are you okay? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost! OH-!” The lady then quickly looked behind her, and looked all around the elevator. “Well.. I don’t SEE anything… THAT DOESN'T MEAN IT'S NOT THERE!!!” She seemed.. oddly paranoid.
“O-oh no! It's okay!” You stated, not wanting to stress her out. “I’m just looking at.. how fluffy you are!” You tried to sound respectful, as you have never seen a being made fully out of hair, it wasn't a bad thing.
She looked back at you, with a large grin.
“Oh! Thank you! I don't get complimented on my hair much…” The woman then squinted at your face. Out of nowhere, she placed both of her hands on each side of your face. She seemed to be examining your features. “And you have such pretty eyes! OH AND-” She paused and moved her hands up to her own face, she seemed almost excited. “Such a well-shaped nose!”
You didn’t exactly know how to respond, but you thought it was a nice and creative compliment.
“Uhm.. thank you!” You responded, awkwardly. A strange hairy woman just touched your face, but she seemed to be trying to be nice. Her hair was surprisingly soft, for how mangled it looked. “What's your name?”
“I'm Bive. What's your name you… HUMAN?”
“It’s Y/N!”
“Y/N… such an interesting name..” Bive murmured, “Well I decided I like you Y/N! Let us become better friends from here!”
Can i request Self-awake! Yandere! Illumina x player! reader? reader main sword
deadass kinda hard to write with limited information so I'm so sorry if it's bad or ooc!
Also! This wasn't the best writing I've done so I'm so sorry for that, but schools been hella crazy ngl
Might do a part 2 if y'all want , but it might take a while to make haha
Self-Aware!Yan!Illumina x player!reader
(TW: not as hard on the yandere aspects, but still a tw for stalking (kinda), kidnapping (also kinda), and curse words)
It was a normal day for you, at first at least. You got up, went to your classes in college, went back to your dorm, and played a Roblox game for a little while. You played Slap Battles for a good moment or two until you got bored of slapping children off a cliff with your overpowered paid glove. You then got back onto your favorites page, and saw a game you haven't played in like… a week.
Phighting.
It seems it got some sort of update, because the game icon changed to… some sorta deity looking thing. You didn't know much about the lore, you were mostly just playing the game for the gameplay. You had no idea what or who the icon was showing, but you went into the game without a second thought.
It loaded up like normal, same old music, same old map, same old characters… seems like nothing much has changed.
So you picked your main, Sword, and got into the game. You went to where Zuka was, pressing all the buttons you needed to get into the game.
It loaded.
And loaded.
And loaded.
Why the hell was it taking so long?
You started getting a little frustrated, and made an audible sigh of annoyance. You tried to close the game, but.. you couldn't? You went to the task manager, and tried closing Roblox from there, but Roblox didn't even show up! In fact.. nothing did. Your computer was messed up. You tried to turn off the computer as a whole, but surprise surprise, it didn't turn off.
“What the fuck..?” You murmured.
Then your computer froze completely. You tried clicking every button, tried turning it off AGAIN, and anything you could think of, until the computer suddenly unfroze.
You looked back up at the screen, and you saw you were.. still in Phighting, somehow. You were still in Crossroads, But every other player was gone, and all the NPCs were too, you were alone.
“What the hell..?” You decided to look around the map, or the middle part of Crossroads at least.
Then you saw something in the chat. A name in purple-ish white text. A name reading: Illumina.
“Hello, I've been waiting for your arrival, Y/n.”
It.. it knew your name. Not your username, but your ACTUAL FUCKING NAME. Your own computer doesn't even know your own name! You use your username for everything!
You managed to type in the chat:
“Hello? How do you know my name?”
“I know a lot about you, my dear. Now why don't you come meet me face to face, hm?”
Your computer froze again. Then, out of nowhere, your body started hurting, your ears started ringing, your eyes got blurry, your head started aching, it felt like you were dying. You soon passed out.
You woke up startled. You quickly sat up, but your head didn't seem to be feeling too great. Once your vision calmed down and you were able to see again, you looked around at where you were. You seemed to be in some brightly lit white room with no door and no windows. You got up from the oddly comfortable bed you woke up in and stood up. And with a thud, you fell onto the floor, your legs giving up on you.
“You won't be able to walk for a few hours, Y/N. So stop trying.”
You heard a voice, intimidating and masculine in nature. You looked up towards the voice.
A man, or what looks to be a man, was looking down at you. A bright figure, with one wing, dressed in mostly flowy clothes. He was wearing mostly white, but had a hint of purple in his outfit as well. Not to mention, one purple horn protruding from the left side of his head, with two other small horns coming out of the main one.
You moved to try to get up again but before you could, the man picked you up, and placed you back on the bed. You both made eye contact, his eyes… they were completely white, and bright, they seemed like they would blind you if you looked in them too long. He took notice of this, and smiled slightly.
“Good morning, love. Are you feeling okay? Humans.. I do not know if they handle world transportation well.”
“I.. who.. who are you..?” You managed to ask, it was hard for you to talk, it seemed.
“I am Illumina, and you are Y/N, such a lovely name.”
He placed a pale hand on your cheek, and laughed a little when you tried to pull away. You were confused, and scared, but you felt so.. weak, that you didn't have enough energy to push back too hard.
