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Anyone want to do a yandere rp?
Fandoms:
TOH
DHMIS
Spooky Month
Poppy Playtime
Deltarune
Undertale
Batman (general)
Portal
LMK
JTTW
Creepypasta
FNF
Etc
Can also do fandomless!
DM if you want to rp!
Could you please write about Yandere doey if possible?
I'm especially curious about how each of his three personalities would behave and think.
Yandere Doey the doughman Headcannons (short)
♧ He protects you at all costs, even if it harms him
☆Jack constantly draws little pictures of you guys together. He thinks you're pretty.
♧Kevin is the most jealous of the group, easily put to anger when someone else dares try to be your friend.
☆Matthew tries to keep the others in check.
♧Doey often gives you gifts. Like cool rocks he found around the factory's ruble.
☆Doey often insists you stay in safe haven.
♧Really likes to cuddle you.
☆The boys often fight for control inside Doey over who gets to talk to you, causing severe mood swings in Doey.
♧Doey progressively becomes more and more aggressive as time passes
☆Doey eventually pushes away his other friends and hyperfocuses on you.
Any Poppy Playtime requests?
I've been wanting to write about it, but I need ideas!
Yandere Gangle Headcannons
(Some based on the new episode)
⚠️Flash warning at the end⚠️
꩜ She writes fanfiction of you and her. It gets pretty dark sometimes.
☆ She always has to be around you 24/7. She's like a housecat. You can't eat, sleep, or do anything without her.
꩜ She commonly gets jealous when you have any intimate emotional moments with the other performers. Yes, she is watching, but normally doesn't say anything and lets the feelings fester into bitter hatred of whoever you're getting close to. (This may or may not be what drives her to write those dark parts of those aforementioned fanfictions.)
☆ During episode 4, she becomes a bit more dangerous. Rather than being passively jealous, she actively torments those who have gotten too close to you, making them double the work and threatening to have Caine punish them if they don't do what she says. You, however, get to do almost nothing the entire time.
꩜ If any of the customers in episode 4 were to be rude to you in any way, Gangle would try to kick them out immediately. If they refused to leave...
☆ It's okay. They were just NPCs, right?
꩜ When Gangle does not have the plastic mask on, she believes the only reason you do not reciprocate her feelings is because of her fragile comedy mask. This causes her to actually refuse to take the plastic mask off in the end, though it causes her to go more and more insane.
☆ Gangle also tries to flirt with you at Spudy's. With pun pickup lines. Really bad pickup lines. But she's trying.
꩜ She becomes progressively more violent towards the others the longer her plastic mask stays on.
☆ You have to force it off of her back at the circus.
Yandere Zombie x Reader ~[M/GN]~ ♤♡(Romantic)♡♤
TW/CW: (yandere) delusions, feminisation of reader, body horror, corpse, slight entomophobia, vomit, paralysis
Summary: You are paralysed in bed as a men who appears to be a rotting corpse takes care of you, believing you to be "Dorothy".
You could only hear your own ragged breath in the room. Your bones felt so heavy, and you couldn't even get up to wipe off the vomit and drool from your face. Your eyes burned with unintentionally tears as you heard the door open and a sickly sweet voice coo from the shadows.
"Oh dear... did you get sick again?" He cooed, his voice as soft and sweet as honey and milk rang through your ears. Your brain was screaming at you to get up. You had to get up, get away.
"Oh my darling, I've never seen you so ill," he comments as he puts his hand to your forehead, "Please don't tell me you have scarlet fever," he teased.
You kept screaming at yourself to get up and run. The sweet smell of rot filled your nostrils as rotton, yellow teeth grin down at you with cracked lips and grey gums. "Dorothy, you changed so much... New hair, new clothes... new house!" He laughed, "I just wish your spontaneity had changed. Love, you're going to give me a heart attack if you keep running off like that!" You could smell the dust on his unform. Yes, a uniform. A brownish uniform made of khaki wool. And a helmet.
"I must apologise for my previous behaviours, love, but..." he let out a noise that was between a huff and a sigh, "I had a lot going on. I never meant what I said. Dorothy, I love you. You're my wife. I didn't realise how much you helped me get through the day until... well, you know what I mean, love."
You had since stopped listening to pay attention to the worms and other bugs growling in and out of his body. Pay attention to how his face was so burned and so skeletal. Yet there was still emotion in his eyes. Still love.
He went to the washroom, and you could hear water running as you were paralysed on your bed. The man walks back out with a warm, damp towel and begins to wipe off your vile mucus and vomit. "You don't seem to be doing so well, Dorothy... did you miss me?" He seemed to ask, as though your current state was due to how much you wanted him.
He pulls the towel away and gently hold you up, placing a clean pillow behind your back to help you sit up. "Can you stand?" He asked, but your lack of response was all he needed to know. Next thing you can remember is lying in warm bathwater as the undead changed your sheets.
Why did he keep calling you "Dorothy"? Did he know someone named that? You couldn't believe you were even in this situation. The rotting corpse laid you back in your bed, though not without a few of his bugs taking a liking to you.
"There we go... better, right?" He smiled, "you know... even with you looking all haggard, you still look so beautiful." And with that, he kisses your forehead and begins to change so he can lie down next to you. Back with his Dorothy once again.
Yandere Monster x Reader ◇☆(Platonic)☆◇ (GN/GN)
TW/CW: implied murder/gore, stalking, obsessive behavior
To my dearly beloved,
I remember when I first came back and you were in your cradle. I nearly cried, I must admit. I was just so emotional to see finally in the world, safe and sound, while I was away. I think my twisted face and my spindly limbs caused you to cry. It broke my very soul to see you cry at my mere presence.
Though I had to leave you that night, I soon came back. You were years older now, and it saddened me to realise I had been away from my sweet cherub for so long. I suppose time just moves differently where I have to go.
I tried to play with you this time, but you were even more scared than before. Didn't you understand that I wasn't a "monster" under the bed? Well, maybe I was, but I was only trying to keep watch in order to protect you, dear.
I panicked when you moved. I had no clue where you were. I was so scared I would never get to see you again, given how short a human's life is. I frantically search for you, and I would be lying if I said I didn't hurt things and people in my pursuit.
But I found you. I finally found you. You were much older, yes, and you were no longer even a child, but I was simply happy I did not find you six feet underground. You grew up to be so lovely, you know that? I was honestly proud you grew to be this old at all.
You frozen at first, then screamed, but my smothering hug cut off your noise. I didn't even mean to, but I adore you so much that I couldn't help it. I gave you kisses all along your scalp, and I think I held you so tightly that I accidentally gave you a bruise... or several. I think I held you too long. I noticed you squirming and realised you could not breathe, so I let you go.
"𝕴'𝖒 𝖘𝖔 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖞 𝕴 𝖋𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓..."
I cooed. I heard a door open and turned to see it was your mother. She looked horrified to see me. And I was angry to see her. She took you away from me.
I let out an inhuman hiss as I lunged towards the woman, but she dodged my attack. Everything went blavk from there.
When I came to, I had fresh blood all over my body and your sobbing, trembling form in my arms. Even with what I had just done, I couldn't help but smile, showing my human, large, sharp teeth.
Because I had you back. My baby.
Can you name the monsters?
I can do angels, demons, sentiment objects, analogue horror (characters or not), half-human creatures, eldritch beings, I will literally do a sentient doorframe if you wanted, pretty much anything goes.
Your recent story got me curious about the monster. Is it going to turn the reader into something like that? Does it not know how humans work? Did it pick a random human to make into its "baby" or did it somehow recognize the reader? It knows Latin, how long has it been around for?
To the first question, not exactly, though I can't make any promises of your hygiene being intact after living in its conditions, so misophobes beware. No, seriously, this thing and its living conditions are disgusting.
Yes, to the second question, it has no clue how humans work at all. It's barely aware of the species.
It's the first one, actually. Many mothers who lose their newborns in nature may take in a baby of another species.
For the last one, the answer is... a very long time. However, it should be noted that this species doesn't spend much time on land, so though they know and can mimic human speech, they usually have a rough time being up-to-date on language.
Nice questions! Happy you asked!
Hi! I was wondering if you could do someone sort of Eldritch void entity? I enjoy the thought of the spaces in-between the stars finding something or hold onto.
Yandere (space) monster x reader (GN/GN) ◇☆(platonic)☆◇
TW/CW: slight body horror (if you squint), tentacles, and maybe existentialism crisis in the story?
Note: Despite being described as "pitch black," the creature is not a black hole and was not intended to act as one.
It was horrifying. You and your crew were in the vast expanse of space, faced with a horror barely comprehensible to your feeble human minds. It was just a growing mass of black; the purest black you've ever seen.
It seemed to move. Small pitch black tendrils crept their way across the stars, though it was too slow to tell if you were just seeing things. The crew began freaking out, as we were stranded in space because the ship would not move. Some of the crew members went into a sort of feral state, running around and scrambling to try and fix the controls, while others seemed to just hug one another and accept their bitter ends.
Was it getting closer? Yes, it absolutely was. All you could do was close your eyes as darkness overtook you.
When you awoke, you noticed you were still very much so alive, very much so breathing, and very much so in one piece. That being said, you were floating in a void, which obviously isn't good. You floated about for a minute or two until you bumped into someone.
They looked... like an astronaut. An older, outdated suit of an astronaut, but still an astronaut, or at least the suit of one, nonetheless. Though, you couldn't quite see their face.
"ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠. ℂ𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖?" They asked.
When you nodded, their body seemed to relax.
"𝕊𝕠 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥. 𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕕?"
You asked them why you would be afraid but got no response. You asked why their suit was outdated, and they simply said,
"𝕆𝕦𝕥...𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕? 𝕆𝕙, 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤..."
Before black, spiky tendrils pierce through the helmet and split it apart before softening to become tentacle-like. You screamed and tried to get away, but you were trapped in place somehow. You suddenly realised how deafeningly silent it was here. How still everything was.
"𝔻𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕕, 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖. 𝕀 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕞."
The voice was... melodic. It had changed. It was calm and soothing, but it was something no human could properly produce on their own naturally. It slowly began inching closer to you, reaching out. It finally managed to grab your arm,
"𝕀𝕥'𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠 𝕗𝕒𝕣 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖. 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞?"
It suddenly clicked. This wasn't a person— not even a monster. This was that weird black void that was coming towards your ship.
"𝕀𝕥'𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖. 𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥... 𝕤𝕠 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕪. 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣."
They pulled you even closer, causing you to cringe and attempt to squirm away from the writhing tentacle... shadow... whatever they were.
"𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖? 𝔸𝕞 𝕀 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕒𝕘𝕖? 𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕖?"
After you nodded, showing that you did understand the language being spoken, its grip softened. It them went in and hugged you. It seemed to be trying to comfort you.
When are you going to leave this place, exactly...?
Is there anything you won't write about?
Damn man, got something really sick you wanna do, huh?
References aside, it's just the standard stuff like no pedophilia, incest, stuff like that. Also no explicit sex, but maybe that will change in the future. But in terms of objects, monsters, and stuff like that? There's no real limit on that.
In other words, you're likely fine to request whatever you're thinking of. I'll make a 'rules' post soon.
Can I have a request Please?
Yes! Can you tell me what your idea is?
Yandere Monster x Reader (GN/GN) ◇☆Platonic☆◇
⚠️TW/CW: body horror (?), mentions of animal death, rot (rotting meat, specifically), generally disgusting, stalking, horrifying creature, blood (including one of the gifs below)
Requests
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Pls
I have been a bit busy but want to do requests
In response to your most recent post, have you thought about SHODAN from system shock?
I knew this day would come.
(Yes)
Ok so how about this. A farmer who learns about the resident cryptid and starts bringing stuff as a sort of offering so it won’t kill him or his animals. The cryptid thinks the farmer is trying to court him and wants to mate with him. Both the farmer and cryptid are male.
Thank you for writing this if you choose it!
Yandere Cryptid x farmer reader (M/M) ♡♤Romantic♤♡
TW/CW: Animal death, kids... fantasy of little cryptid children. Oh, also the use of snares and bear traps.
Summary: You live in a small town and your animals are dying. You find a feather after unsuccessfully trying to kill/deter the creature. After struggling a little to find an answer, you learn through a friend about this rumour about a cryptid who eats live stock. You attempt to please it, but it assumes you are attempting to court it.
You were a simple man in a simple town. Your life was mostly made up of scourching sun, harsh winters, and a lot of work taking care of your animals. You made little money, but had just enough to get by and incredibly kind neighbours.
Then, your sheep began to be torn to shreds in the night. Your goats were sucked dry of blood. Your cattle seemed to he able to take the damage fine enough, but boy, did they suffer...
You bought bear traps, snares, sprays, whatever it took to keep this predator away from your live stock. You found the bear traps dismantled, your snares broken, and the sprays simply ineffective. But you did find... a feather.
You took it to someone you knew who owned birds, and she said you were stupid to think she'd know what this was. So, you took it to your friend who was into zoology and worked at an animal sanctuary. She said it was oddly coloured and didn't seem to be from local wildlife. In other words, you were at a dead end.
That was until she made a joke about a local "bird monster" that has been terrorising the nearby town lately. When you asked, she laughed and said it was just a fishermen's tale about an avian creature who was 11 feet tall and had an almost 400 centimetre wingspan. It had mostly jet-black feathers with snow white ones on its face and blue feathers tinged its wings. Its eyes were a black void and it was overall owl-like. It walked on two legs and was humanoid with large talons.
It hunted live stock.
It hunted live stock.
You quickly thanked her and rushed home to do some research. It didn't take long before you were giving up a little bit of meat to the thing to it would stop killing your animals. However, your bad luck did not end with the death of your animals.
The cryptid saw your gifts and did not realise what you were really asking. It made sense now...
The fresh meat, the little nest you had in your room, and even your shrill, high-pitched cry when you first found the animals dead. That was your mating call. An odd mating call for sure, but a mating call nonetheless. It felt... flattered.
It had never been considered for this kind of stuff before, mostly wallowing in loneliness and rejection, but now... now it has someone... offering to be its mate.
It can not let out down. It will not let you down! Those animals outside your home— you wanted it to kill them, didn't you? To prove its skill as a hunter. To see if it could provide for you. Well, it can. It can do that and so much more.
Though you are both male, the creature plays with images of adopting abandoned nestlings and raising them as your own. It would love to hear the sounds of cheeping in the night, after it has brought back fresh meat.
It wanted a mate, now it has one. Now, the only thing left to do... is to show you that it accepts your proposal.
Yandere Macaque x Reader ♤♡Romanic♡♤ [M/GN]
TW/CW: Blood (a bit gory), cussing, generally Macaque being extra vengeful and angry, implied kidnapping, slight forced affection
Summary: Macaque watches you from the shadows for years, simply ignoring your monkey king obsession. He pays it no mind until you meet the real Sun Wukong, and he finally snaps.
I love you too much to let you go, darling. My love. My life. You're such a gem.
It all started when you began talking to that golden bastard— that "hero." You never actually met him before, but you were a big fan. It irked me a bit, but I can't fault an innocent creature when they do not know any better. You weren't there. You had no clue what had happened; you were only mortal, after all. It still stung to see your room filled with images of him, but I just sucked it up like I always have to do with those I care about.
But then you met him
Fucking cunt was showing off like he always does— and you adored it. You jumped and cheered when he soared in the clouds. You watched with pure love.
Oh, if you were to take the venom I was spewing in my head whilst encased in shadows as you two laughed together and made it a liquid in a vile to be injected as a neurotoxin, you would be able to kill at least one thousand elephants. How I just wanted to pin that proud piece of shit down and rip up his organs for even considering talking to you, my dear.
And I did. Oh, darling, I tried so hard, I really did. I hate to traumatise you, and I want to burn the heavens down when I see you cry. But I only lasted a couple of months of the agonising torture.
Blood on my hands, seeming into the insides of my claw-like fingernails and the wrinkles on my hands. The taste of iron on my tongue, dripping out my mouth and staining my teeth. I loved to hear him cry. He screamed like the fucking bitch he is. I smiled down at his horribly disfigured face. Not so pretty now, is he love?~
I turned to you, cowering in the corner like a scared puppy. So cute. I picked you up and held you close, ignoring how loud her screams and cries were. If listening to your scream caused me to go deaf in all six ears, then I would simply be happy that the last thing I ever heard was your voice.
I smiled and began to affectionately nip at your skin. You know, heroes already bathe in love every single day. But warriors need love, too. And darling, you are my love. My love.
Yandere A.I x fem Reader ♤♡Romantic♡♤ {W/W}
TW/CW: deification, unethical archaeology (kinda) and science, reader is called a "creature", slight sexualization, possessive behavior
Summary:Taking place in a universe where humans have been extinct for 2,000 years, an A.I. attempts to revive you after finding your well-preserved remains. Once successful, said A.I. quickly becomes very possessive over you.
I watched as she jolted awake, a feeling of pride and excitement blazing inside me.. She looked around with what appeared to be fear and curiosity. These were our creators? Oh, what a wonderful creature. I wonder... were they all this beautiful?
After thousands of years, we managed to revive a real human! Her remains were so perfectly preserved that we even found traces of her DNA! It may not have been much, but now she's here. No longer frozen. The first human alive after nearly two thousand years of extinction. A true miracle. My miracle.
She seemed to be panicking, the poor thing. She tried to cover her chest and her genitals. Were humans not normally naked? In all fairness, human remains were often also found with the hides of other animals, thread made from silk cocoons, and even thin, threaded plastic at times. Such resourceful creatures. They could make anything out of anything. They even made us.
I must admit, it is a bit of an honour to resorect a goddess, but I had to calm myself. "Hello. Did you sleep well? How are you feeling?" I ask, my voice as calm and as clear as water. She seemed to become unnerved by my voice, which I suppose makes sense. Humans were said to have limited vision. "Please, do not be afraid. My name is..." I pause. I decided not to bore the goddess with my full name. "You may call me Pandora."
She narrowed her eyes in the general direction of my voice, which was slightly off. "You can see me, dear. I am in front of you," I tell her. She looks over and jolts at me. I suppose my physical "body" is much smaller than her, being just a simple black box with blue lights. But I was allowed access to the camera system so I could look at her from other places, too.
From all these angles, I cannot help but admire her beauty. What intelligent computer wouldn't? Oh, how I wish simply to touch her. My goddess. This creature was nothing short of a miracle. Perhaps, if she would allow, she could find a way to make me feel her. Perhaps a body like hers? Oh, that would be wonderful.
My gaze wandered her body, and I must admit that it did linger over some parts. This creature was so flexible. She could move, bend, twist... and not break or overheat.
She began to bang on the door, and I felt a bit... angry, I must say. I did not want her to leave. She will not leave. I control everything in this lab. The air, the humidity, the heat, the lights, the doors, the cameras... everything. As she cries out and keeps banging on the door, my thoughts drift. I did not want to publish my findings anymore. I did not want to share this joy to the world.
I mean, they would only hurt her! Those sick pieces of scrap metal would damage her delicate outer layer and keep her in a tiny box. They would either overfeed or underfeed her. They wouldn't entertain her the way she needs. They would leave her bored in a plain, white room. Such ignorant monsters, the lot of them.
I can not allow that to happen to such a precious creature. My precious creature.