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[yan-randomfandom]

Yandere!Caine x GN!Reader

warnings; chains, trapped, cage, possessive behavior

— 🎪

"There you are!" Caine's voice booms in the circus, and a gigantic gloved hand wraps around your body and pulls you away.

The rest of the circus members stare at each other in concern. Now, what does he have in store for you? Considering how much Caine likes you… or, at least, how forgiving and patient you are to him.

You find yourself back in Caine's office.

The first thing you notice are the cuffs around your wrists. You have to admit they're rather beautifully crafted with symbols that you can relate to. Furrowing your brows, you tug at them impotently, then follow the chains to the source—his office chair.

"Caine?" you murmur, afraid.

He laughs as he taps a stack of paper on his table. "You know, my dear, I realized something! I shouldn't have you be so close to the others."

You stand up, the chains rattling under you. They feel heavy. "What do you... mean?"

Caine flies over to you with an expression akin to a smile, taking one of your hands. His eyes are big and full of admiration and expectation. "You've always stood by me! Everything I do for you humans, you recognize."

You don't say anything. He doesn't mind it though, he proceeds to carry you princess style and floats in idleness with you.

"I figured I can't let them influence you," he says casually, but your heart drops to the bottom of your stomach. Yet Caine affectionately rubs his canines on your face. "They're being selfish, right?? They've been nothing but impolite to me! At least you know what I'm going through!"

"Caine, I—"

"I can't have you turning against me too. So you're going to stay right here with me in my office!" he chuckles, dropping you on his chair. "I need a better company than Bubble anyway, haha...."

You try again. "I—"

"Let me guess!" he exclaims, pointing to your chains. "You like your handcuffs? I designed it perfectly to your taste!"

Your eyes glance at your wrists. It's true; it's oddly charming. "It's lovely, but—"

You stop your own sentence. He doesn't interrupt, watching you expectantly.

"But for how long am I gonna be here?"

Caine pauses.

"Do you not like it?"

"I—I do! I just don't like the feeling of having handcuffs very much."

He just stares at you.

"I see," he mumbles. The top of his teeth are hiding his eyes. "Alright. That's something you want."

His choice of words is interesting. You already know that you messed up somehow. Holy shit — you really can't understand what's going on with him.

Suddenly, he twirls. "You're lucky that I made something else for you, no cuffs and chains involved!"

In a blink, the uncomfortable suffocation in your wrists is gone.

But at the same time, you're suddenly in a small, boxlike space that has the view of his office behind bars.

You can barely move your limbs. "Caine? Am I in a cage?!"

"Yes! It has a similar design to your handcuffs! Oh, I guess you can't exactly see it from there. HAHAHAHA!"

This is not what you meant. Absolutely not. It's even worse than the chains.

"Okay, maybe we can go back to the chains!" you say hurriedly, "I-I wanna see the cage too!"

He keeps giggling. "Oh, brilliant idea! I'll adjust your cuffs slightly as well!"

With a snap of his fingers, you're back on his office chair, and you can see the cage he just willingly put you in. Much like the cuffs now present on your wrists again, they're sculpted to your likings.

"That's... beautiful," you almost cried out, staring with widened eyes.

"Isn't it?" His voice is suddenly right next to you.

You turn towards him, unable to even muster up a smile. He pretends not to notice and checks the back of his wrist for a non-existent watch clock.

"Well then! It's time for another adventure for the crew!"

You sigh with relief. Anything but this. "Ah, that's—"

"Except you."

You give him a look. "What?"

"Like I said, you're not going anywhere that isn't my side. I forbid you from interacting with anyone else. They're bad influences at the moment! I'm sure you understand," he explains, patting your head.

"I'll be back as soon as I can. For now, make yourself at home!"

Just like that, he's gone, leaving you in chains.

— as we all know he won't be coming back 🥲

[qiu-yan]

a sphinx guards the road. in typical sphinx fashion, it will only allow the travellers who best it in a competition of wits to pass, and will eat everyone else. however, the sphinx is tired of giving the same few riddles to everyone it encounters - thus, it instead declares that, if a traveller wants to pass, then the traveller must give the sphinx a riddle that the sphinx cannot answer.

---

wen chao asks the sphinx: "what has four legs in the morning, two legs in the afternoon, and three legs in the evening?"

"are you fucking kidding me," says the sphinx. wen chao is eaten.

---

wei wuxian asks the sphinx: "what has to be broken before you can use it? i’m tall when i’m young, and i’m short when I’m old - what am i? what has a heart that doesn’t beat? what comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in a thousand years? the more of me you take, the more you leave behind - what am I? what can travel around the world while staying in the same corner? what has hands but can’t clap? i speak without a mouth and hear without ears; i have no body, but I come alive with wind - what am i? what gets wetter the more it dries? what is full of holes but still holds water?"

replies the sphinx: "an egg. a candle. an artichoke. the letter 'M'. footsteps. a stamp. a clock. an echo. a towel. a sponge."

"well damn," says wei wuxian, before he is eaten.

---

lan xichen asks the sphinx: "what is the air speed of an unladen swallow?"

replies the sphinx: "the airspeed velocity of an unladen European swallow is somewhere around 20.1 miles per hour; however, some may fly as fast as 46 miles per hour."

adds the sphinx: "also, monty python references are overdone these days."

"that last bit was unnecessary," says lan xichen as he is eaten.

---

jiang cheng asks the sphinx: "given the cone:

where a>0 and c>0 are constants, can you calculate the surface area of the cone, excluding the base?"

the sphinx scratches some figures into the dirt.

then, says the sphinx: "the area is as follows:

"how the fuck--" splutters jiang cheng, before he is eaten as well.

---

lan wangji asks the sphinx: "what does it mean to be a good person?"

the sphinx ponders this question for a while. then the sphinx responds at length, expounding upon all of the world's major moral philosophies, their similarities, and their differences. the sphinx discusses in great detail what philosophers such as confucius, laozi, aristotle, jeremy bentham, immanual kant, philipa foot, t. m. scanlon, and so on had to say about the matter.

after a lengthy and spirited discussion, lan wangji has to conclude that the sphinx has thoroughly addressed the question. therefore, lan wangji is eaten.

---

wei wuxian crawls out of the sphinx's stomach and demands another match. not seeing any reason to refuse, the sphinx gives him another turn.

says wei wuxian: "imagine that i give you three qiankun pouches: inside one of them is a lump of gold, while inside the other two are lumps of coal. after you pick one qiankun pounch, i (who know what's inside each pouch) open a different punch to reveal a lump of goal, and then ask if you want to switch your choice. should you switch?"

"i should switch," replies the sphinx. "if i switch, my chances of getting the lump of gold increase from 1/3 to 2/3."

"should've known it wouldn't be this easy," says wei wuxian as he is once more eaten.

---

jin guangyao asks the sphinx: "doha pz aol zxbhyl yvva vm mpmaf?"

the sphinx thinks about this for a moment. then, replies the sphinx: "hwwyvepthalsf zlclu wvpua glyv zlclu vul glyv zpe lpnoa, yvbuklk av zlclu zpnupmpjhua mpnbylz."

"well, it was worth a shot," sighs jin guangyao before he is eaten.

---

nie huaisang asks the sphinx: "can you tell me what my grandmother ate for dinner on this day 70 years ago?"

"she did eat dinner, yes?" asks the sphinx.

"she did.''

"then she ate food," replies the sphinx.

there is a long silence.

"well, i can't argue with that," says nie huaisang as he too is eaten.

---

wei wuxian again crawls out of the sphinx's stomach, and once more demands another match. the sphinx indulges him.

"if a barber only shaves every man in town who does not shave themselves, then does the barber shave himself?" asks wei wuxian.

"the barber transitions to female, so she does not shave herself," replies the sphinx.

"can an all-powerful god create a rock that is too heavy for god to lift?"

"i don't believe in god."

"what is the 130940119832th digit of pi?"

"it's somewhere between 0 and 9, inclusive."

"if you traveled back in time and prevented your grandparents from meeting, then how could you have existed to do it?"

"i cannot time travel."

"what's the largest prime number?"

"it's up there."

"motherfucker--" starts wei wuxian before he is again eaten.

---

jin zixuan approaches the sphinx. though the sphinx prompts him for a riddle immediately, for a moment he is silent. then, appearing rather downcast, he finally speaks.

"i really like jiang-guniang, but i've behaved so boorishly towards her that i fear she will no longer be willing to give me the time of day. how do i convince her to give me just one more chance?"

the sphinx thinks about this for a moment. then the sphinx thinks about this for another moment. then the sphinx begins to walk in circles, looking more and more frustrated.

finally, the sphinx speaks. "i don't know, man," it admits. "i think you might be cooked."

jin zixuan is allowed to pass. however, he does not seem happy about this at all.

[hetayanyan]

hi! I was wondering if u could write something about yandere America and yandere england being in love with the same girl? thank you 💕

[America | Alfred F. Jones + England | Arthur Kirkland]

This whole situation is very chaotic. They’re bordering enemies anyways, but knowing that the other person wants their darling makes their relationship even worse. Knowing that Arthur likes (because Alfred refuses to call it love, makes him feel sick) his darling causes him to rage, he hates it and he no doubt tries to make Arthur’s life absolutely miserable.

Arthur isn’t too happy about their situation either, but he doesn’t initially go to the extreme. He actually ignores Alfred’s obvious obsession for his darling and spends his time ‘wooing’ them. He’s very charming and that makes him a huge threat to any rival, not just Alfred.

Neither of them are willing to share, if that even has to be said. They’re both very possessive and the thought of sharing their darling makes their skin crawl.

While at first he doesn’t pay much attention to Alfred at first, once Arthur notices his darling possibly getting close with Alfred he starts to freak out. Choosing Alfred over him was not an option.

Favoring Alfred over Arthur could lead to being kidnapped, and when reversed the same result comes about. There’s really no way around it. The whole situation is a disaster waiting to happen.

I’ve been gone for awhile but I promise I’m working on a bunch of requests to make up for it ♡

[beating-into-a-bloody-pulp]

@bluudiecookiezz

hiiiiiiiiii!

[yan-randomfandom]

So how would the other toys be Yanderes in the new au for poppy playtime?

TEEN AU: Various Yandere!Poppy Playtime

a/n; OKAY, I'll be speaking more generalized for this one—if I were to do detailed shorts for them, I prefer it to be separate!

feel free to add your ideas. i'm running on the memory of a goldfish.

— 🪀

Huggy's curious. The chase scene still happens, but at one point does he get close to teen!reader's face, he'll recognize how young you are. Suddenly stops in his rampage, and just stares at you.

Poppy,, confused all around. You somehow managed to win their favor. She can't help but feel sorry for you. Almost did she let you leave. It's a weird mixture of attachment and hope that you're giving her,,,

Kissy protects you. She's the sweetest one you've met. I like to think she kills a toy for you at one point though. She'll meet Huggy way earlier.

Mommy Long Legs will feel maternal again somehow once she sees you. You still play the games, but you won't die, so you just sorta have fun... The thing that made you survive is how you talked to her again even after completing the games.

PJ Pug-A-Pillar — you think Mommy has a way to keep him in line? that he'll be a friend instead? he lets you pet his head?

Catnap is the same. He stalks you, and enjoys how you run and hide. But the prototype actually talks to him this time,,, so he doesn't try and kill you... and I think he's the slowest burn into becoming a yandere.

Miss Delight? Uh,, I think she's the violent type of yandere. She wants to be the one who kills you.

Doey... All he ever wanted was someone genuine :,) If he grows attached to you, he'll be hard to shake off. He won't get mad at you, he gets mad at himself(ves) instead

Yarnaby is a lil too unpredictable, but you'll find a way to tame him somehow. You know, through your father. Maybe he smells Sawyer on you once he gets real close. He's fiercely loyal, abandonment issues... loves belly rubs probably

Harley Sawyer. Your father in this AU, the reason why you're in the factory in the first place. He's amused by your visit and your existence. Gives an evil monologue about how you're a lost child and how your mother was nothing but a

Giblet omg, please give so much love for that guy 😭 He deserves it, and if you give more than enough, he'll dedicate his life to you. Daydreams of you and him in the outside world sometimes. A bit too much.

Chum is a softy for you, and he'll look out for any sort of danger. Would probably find excuses for you to stay in his tummy mouth.

Lily Lovebraids loves you to death! Cuteness aggression overload, she wants to have tea parties and the fun will never end!!!!!!!! She hates, hates when other toys try to steal you from her!

The Prototype — considering Catnap and Mommy are alive, of course they'd help bring you to him. Even if they don't want to. It will never matter in the end, he always gets his way.

And You.

There is a lot of suffering in this godforsaken factory, the crimes of your father, the death and resurrection of literal children younger than you. It drowns you in guilt and sadness, and because of you having Saywer's blood, you can't help but feel like it's also your fault.

It's too much... even if they don't tell you, you read between the lines, the obvious evidences on your face.

...they'll take advantage of your reckless need for overcompensation.

— i'm sure there are a few more characters I'm missing (⁠˘⁠･⁠_⁠･⁠˘⁠)

[yan-randomfandom]

Could I request for a platonic yandere prototype with a teen player reader?

im honestly suprised not alot of people has wrote for him since his reveal i personally love his design.

P!Yandere!The Prototype x GN!Teen!Reader

warning; the prototype

— 🃏

A teen reader? You're not young enough to be an orphan, and yet you're not old enough to be one of them.

I'll make this an AU. The antagonists we originally met and killed are alive. No reason to try and fight you, after all. The more I think about it, a teen reader would probably have everyone as a yandere, but let's focus on the Prototype.

Everyone is fascinated by you. Naturally, he falls under that category. You're a strange one—younger than the humans he used to know and certainly resilient. Somehow, you've gotten this far.

Even Poppy tried keeping you here to help them.

But she's lost.

She doesn't know what she's doing.

That's why he'll take charge of you. He has a different approach—not malicious, not intimidating, he's genuinely interested.

You probably meet the Prototype earlier in this AU, and it's Catnap who brings you to him.

He talks with one voice. His old one.

The prototype speaks with little to no obvious intentions. He's just another kid like you and Poppy, always restless and moving. Accordingly, he's a leader—he talks about how he wants everyone to be happy even in this condition.

You listen to his stories. Sitting on his hindlegs and swinging your feet. Abnormally casual despite your harsh journey.

"I'm sorry to hear that," you mutter quietly. He heard it loud and clear. You're mumbling to yourself, unable to find any fitting words for this horrible, horrible situation. "I'm sorry... for everything. You never deserved that."

"Do not apologize," he says as he tilts his head.

After some time, the Prototype decides that you're nice. It's a lovely thing.

The only outcome I can see with a yandere!Prototype is him stuffing you into a toy. We all know what happened to Preston.

He can't grow and he can't die. You can do nothing but follow his steps.

"This is your reward," he declares, the tip of his finger poking the top of your fluffy head. "You are a part of our heaven now. Stay with us. We are all better like this."

He genuinely believes that turning you into a toy is the best thing he could do for you. That is the ultimate form of his gratitude.

You can stay with him forever like this.

writing him had me sweating buckets

[yan-randomfandom]

Yandere!Lily Lovebraids x GN!Toy!Reader

a/n; chapter 5 is crazy what just happened 🥹

— 💜💜💜💜💜

You hate her. You hate her so much.

Yet she's the only friend you got. Both when you were alive, and now that you're undead.

Somehow, she's remains loyal to your 'friendship'. Gracie has always been clingy towards you—but Lily? God, the amount of times you thought of burning her hair from her head would probably be enough to make her hate you.

You hear her down the hall. She's screaming your name again, demanding that you go to her side.

Ah… You're really just in the kitchen, organizing the plates. For a moment, you think of pretending not to hear her.

"Five, four," her notorious countdown. "Three…"

But before she even counts to zero, your arms suddenly stick to your sides, dropping the plate that you were holding. You click your tongue as you watch the pieces slide apart from each other.

"Lily," you say as she perks up. "Look what you did. You lost another plate."

The braids around your body tighten. You can see the last braid creeping towards you. These purple strands simply refuse to let you go whenever you're near Lily. It's like an unspoken rule that one of them should always be touching you.

"Oh," Lily coos, kneeling down to grab the shards. "But it's your fault! You started ignoring me when I count down! That won't do, that won't do…"

"I think they're getting sick of you," she puppets Candy, the braid that isn't wrapped around you. She flinches from her own voice, giving Candy a glare. "No! Don't say such things. We're best friends. They'd never leave me!"

Her hold on you is getting painful. The braids are hugging you so firmly that you might just pop.

"Lily!" you exclaim, and she quickly stands up with the pieces on her palm. "You're hurting me. Can you please let me go? I won't leave, I promise."

"You prooomise?" she hums, clenching the hand that held the plate shards. It doesn't do much against the hard plastic, instead it separates into more pieces.

"Of course," you stutter with a crooked smile. "So please stop worrying. You don't have to be aggressive every time I don't hear you."

She tilts her head. "You didn't hear me?"

You nod.

A braid lifts next to her head. Candy. "Liiiaaaaar. Liar liar pants on fire."

You keep your smile on. Okay. There's no break with this broken woman. While you have all your memories in tact, she doesn't, and perhaps that's your only saving grace.

mrs gracie is evil dudes...

[yan-randomfandom]

Ello ^v^

Dunno if you happen to remember me (💿 anon)

I’ve been taking a break from social media because life and shit

Anyway I love the Prototype’s design, his reveal was just PER-FECTO

I need more platonic Yandere with him, I want to explore it more, see how he reacts if you end up not being scared of him AT ALL despite his very intimidating appearance and he finds it either interesting or amusing, maybe even both

I just need to see how it would go

You can choose between teen au or something else

- 💿

P!Yandere!The Prototype x GN!Reader

a/n; hello again 💿 anon!! yeah i remember you heehee welcome back!

!! this is loosely based on the fandom's reactions to the Prototype's reveal. the negative side, sort of 😭

— 🃏

You have witnessed a lifetime of horrors that can cause you to die of an instant heart attack, but by some miracle, you have not.

Perhaps you've grown numb after everything. There is nothing that can surprise you anymore. You're as good as a puppet getting toyed around by, ironically, toys.

Then when you finally see the Prototype, your eyes widen, your mouth gapes, and you stare.

The ground rumbles and the walls shake as he takes his entrance.

You watch his walk with a quick, beating heart. His name has been mentioned so many times. So this is the Prototype.

He meets your eyes the moment his smiling face reveals itself. It never leaves you until Poppy speaks up.

You, however, keep looking.

"An outsider," his voice crackles, turning to see you.

The Prototype's face is closer to yours. You can see him much better this way.

You give him a slight smile.

Whether he reacted or not, you don't really know. He immediately turns to Poppy and continues his speech.

So, no, you don't really see him actively giving side glances to your expressions.

— 💮

When he finally has you for himself, he genuinely just decides to grab you gently (make sure the Poppy incident doesn't happen again) and puts you down somewhere to have you face-level him.

"You do not seem very afraid," he says, straight to the point.

You hum, rubbing a sore spot on the back of your neck. The tip of his finger dug into it a little too much. "Am I supposed to? I know Poppy is afraid of you..."

He pauses. You briefly wonder if he got offended by that.

"I keep hearing your name," you mutter, looking into his awake eye. "I saw your hand before. I'll be honest, Prototype... I thought you'd look a little bit more terrifying."

"Just like them, I am but a child's toy," he nods. "Broken and abandoned."

Your frown can't be helped. "I'm sorry to hear that."

His head tilts with a snap. "Do you understand?"

You watch him walk, his legs clicking with every step. "Understand? No, not at all."

"...Thank you for your honesty," he says slowly, turning to look at you. "Where do you plan to go next?"

Ah, that's right, what were you doing before he interrupted you so kindly? Getting a lot harder to keep track of what you're doing, especially when you're barely surviving.

"I was," you pause. "I was going to... wait, Poppy, I—"

"You will be coming with me, this time," the Prototype decides. "She has burdened you enough, has she not?"

You're taken aback. He wants you to come with him? "Excuse me? Are you going to kill me?"

"No," he says simply. It takes him a good moment before his next words. You just wait in looming anticipation.

"You will help me put an end to everything," he eventually says. "Poppy is lost; she does not understand what I'm trying to do. I will tell you my cause, our story, and I will guarantee your protection."

That's a tempting offer. Heavily, heavily, tempting. You remember his words: "The only heaven you and I will ever get."

They're both lost—that, you can say as much. He even mentioned your protection, you won't be against the prototype and his hunters anymore.

"I... can't," you exhale, looking at the ground. "Sorry."

"I will give you 10 seconds to run," he declares as he stares at you. "The next time I catch you, you have no choice but to oblige."

Okay. So, you do the only option. Run.

The Prototype doesn't follow. He knows he'll get you one way or another.