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A commission that I bought from @kuropin! My two Yandere OCs (Shouhei and Junmi).

I absolutely LOVE how this turned out! You guys should totally commission her as well.

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Art by @morikodrakas, uploading with written consent! <3

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Spiders/Mirrors/Fire (Junmi)

Spiders: Does your muse squish bugs or put them outside?

Junmi looks almost confused by the question, playing with his hair a little. It hangs loose at his shoulders, the split-ends dark and lightly dripping. His fingers stick to the strands, staining the pale flesh.

"Well," he begins slowly, "of course I squish them. What if one of them got inside, and bit Shouhei? We couldn't have that!"

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Mirrors: What is your muse’s least favorite thing about their appearance?

Junmi immediately falters, hand dropping straight to his side. His expression goes almost sullen, before he had a chance to compose himself. His eyes become downcast, words failing him for a moment as he chokes on them.

"... They, um... They always tell me there's something wrong with my face," Junmi confesses, his voice soft. Softly chewing at his bottom lip, he reluctantly adds, "I-It's... my eyes, I think. I can't always get them to... look right. My expressions seem off. I just can't... I can't make my face match my heart. And I guess that shows a lot..."

"But," Junmi suddenly interrupts himself, as if mid-thought. He smiles softly, eyes misting over faintly. "But my Shouhei doesn't seem to mind. He knows the real me. He loves my face regardless~"

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Fire: Would your muse rather be very cold, or very hot?

He finally brightens again. "Oh! Definitely cold. The morgue has to be kept pretty chilly, so the bodies don't rot. We have to keep them in perfect condition, you know? It's really nice in there."

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Source: https://yandere-daydreams.tumblr.com/post/175528031247/aggressive-yandere-starter-prompts-ill-carve

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Art by @morikodrakas, uploading with written consent!

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💖/💜 (Junmi)

💖: Tell me 3 interesting things about yourself.

Junmi looks surprised by the question, playing with his hair. "Me? Oh, um... I guess I do have a few minutes to spare. I suppose I could talk for just a little while..."

He smiles thinly, straightening a little. "Okay, let me see. First... I'm currently working as a mortician's assistant. I don't really get to work with the bodies much, mostly just standing by to hand him the tools he needs. But I hope to be able to take over, once he retires. Or, you know." His eyes twinkle slightly. "If he passes away under mysterious circumstances."

"Secondly, let's see... ah. I don't usually like to show most people, but..." Junmi fidgets slightly, suddenly embarrassed. "Ever since Shouhei and I started... Er..." He coughs to clear his throat, a twinge of crimson dancing across his cheeks. "A-Anyways, I started collecting things. First it was a sock, then it was a few hairs here and there... I'm putting together a book, actually, with all the best of his smells. Have you ever smelled Shouhei before? He's really..." Junmi's eyelashes flutter, and he breathes in deeply. "... Perfect."

Junmi is clearly distracted now, wobbling back and forth as he imagines that delectable scent. It takes ages for him to finally float back down to reality again, and once he does he is quickly embarrassed once again. Junmi hides his hands behind both hands and mumbles, "Third is... Well, I'm not actually a guy. And I'm not a girl either. I'm just... Junmi."

He peeks out, now frowning. "That should be enough, shouldn't it? Can I go now?"

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💖 Have you ever met another yandere in real life?

Junmi gives a slight squeak of surprise, his face immediately flooding with a vibrant crimson hue before he has a chance to hide it. He quickly buries his face behind both hands, though it's already far to late to change things.

"I... Y-Yes, I do. My beloved, my Shouhei. He also... feels similar things, wants the same things as me. I actually... I'm the way I am now because of him. He's the one that opened my eyes, that showed me how things could be... Shouhei's my everything! He's so... so... beautiful."

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💖how do you feel about their parents?

"My... parents?" Junmi looks suddenly uncomfortable. He can't meet the speaker's gaze, drumming his fingers against his pant-leg. "Oh, um... We actually don't really talk much anymore. Not since... Well, they have their own lives and I have mine. And things are better now, now that I'm with Shouhei. He's my everything now. And I've never been happier. But they... they never understood that. They could never understand! I... They...!"

Junmi hugs himself tightly, turning away completely now. His voice trembles, cracking slightly as he whispers. "I... I'd rather talk about something else now. If you don't mind."

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💜: What’s your weapon of choice? (Normal weapons or fantasy weapons)

Junmi startles, staring intently at the speaker for a moment. Ever so slowly, his eyes light up and a smile stretches across his face. He looks utterly delighted by such a question, swaying back and forth as he hugs himself.

"Wow, that's really... W-Well, um, I like to stab people. I used to try taking them apart with different tools, and for a while I tried my hand at an ice pick, but that was a bit... messy."

Junmi laughs, lowering his hands again as he continues to squirm. "Lately, I've been able to get my hand on some syringes. An air bubble in the bloodstream causes quite a bit of damage, did you know that? And it doesn't bleed nearly as much if you avoid those messy places, like the eye. But it still feels fantastic! You get to pierce the skin, stab them with the needle... It's wonderful. Absolutely wonderful. You should try it."

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😡(Shouhei)

Send me 😡 and my muse will describe a violent urge or fantasy they’ve had.

Shouhei shudders at the memory, hugging himself tightly as he stares with a hollowed gaze. The bags under his dark eyes seem to weigh on him, heavier than ever before. His nails carve into his bare arms, crimson dribbling to the earth below as he pants. Shouhei wobbles, his gait unsteady. Throat dry and lips cracking, he slowly parts them to speak in a painfully slow voice.

"I can't... I don't want to lose him. Not after all the others. I couldn't bare it! Junmi... he's everything to me. He's all I have left! That's why... why he has to stay with me. He can't leave me, not ever. As long as he's with me, e-everything's going to be okay. I'll make it okay. No matter what, I... I won't lose this one. Never again."

He sucks in a sudden sharp inhale, his whole body seeming to go limp from the very force of it. At last, Shouhei gradually lifts his head. That dullness of those sullen eyes melts away, into a muddy swamp of excitement and terror. Shouhei trembles worse than ever before. But even as he shakes from head to toe, a strained sound escapes him. It crawls up from his throat, and dribbles out into the stale air all around.

Shouhei slowly grins. And he begins to laugh.

"I'll stop him," he gasps, fighting to catch his breath as the hysteria overtakes him again and again. "I'll... I'll slit his heels, string him like a pig and bleed him out... I'll drown in his blood. And we... we'll stay there forever, just the two of us. No matter how much he screams, or tries to leave... even if he h-hates me... Junmi is mine. I'd sooner rip his entrails out, strangle myself with his lovely bloody scarf. I'll never... He'll never... never..."

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For each 😡 my muse receives in the inbox, they’ll mention one thing they hate, are annoyed by, or that makes them angry.

Shouhei's nose crinkles, and he's quick to look away. "Junmi's everything to me," he mutters, under his breath and barely audible. "If I were to lose him, if he were to... if I were to..."

He shakes his head violently. And when he looks up sharply again, those dark eyes burn. "Junmi is everything to me!" Shouhei hisses, spitting venom with each word. "I could never lose that part of myself! And yet she... she wants to? She's trying to lose that part of herself! It's disgusting!"

The very thought makes him gag, choking and gasping as if to vomit his disgust into the carpet underfoot. "And even worse, to claim that it's what that girl would've wanted. Using your lover as an excuse?! It's despicable. I hate it. I hate it!"