Oh God. I love him
did you get my yan jihnsi x chaotic reader yet? I have a feeling tumblrs been eating all my asks😭
No. I'm sorry :с Tumblr shows I have 16 messages in my inbox, but only 7 are actually visible. And those 7 requests are really old (T○T)
To the anon: You can try sending your message again. If it doesn’t work or you don’t feel like it — that’s totally okay. I understand that you want a chaotic reader. I’ll try to fulfill your request this (or next) weekend.
To everyone else: If you sent me something recently and didn’t get a reply — please don’t hesitate to resend it! I always appreciate your ideas and messages, and I’d be really grateful if you decide to write again. Thank you for paying attention to this blog :3
The real barbie is Y/n.
Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.
I'd like to write some headcanons yandere Astarion. But i need help. Does anyone have any idea? Please share this with me :3
I swear he hit his finger with a hammer at least once because he was staring at you.
I crawled out of my hole to tell everyone "I'm going to write platonic yanderes Lemon and Tangerine." You are ready? :D (Maybe later I'll write a romantic yandere Tan. If I have enough ideas.) Your suggestions are welcome!
hey, I really love your writing! Could we possibly get a Yandere! Juleka Couffaine/Purple Tigress x laid-back! Female! Reader please? Reader is the only person that truly pays attention to Juleka, sparking an obsession. I feel like Juleka would often stalk Reader as Purple Tigress. Maybe one night, Reader is walking home from Nathaniel's house (let's say her best friends are Nathaniel and Marc) and she gets caught by a possessive, jealous Purple Tigress. Purple Tigress gets a little violent and let's say there's noncon kissing and touching?
Yandere!Purple Tigress X Reader Please don't read this if you are uncomfortable with the yandere! tw: Jealousy, persecution, non-consensual kiss I haven't watched the new season, so I don't know how much Juleka's character differs from previous seasons. Keep in mind that Tigress is bolder and more audacious than Juleka. At least, that's how it seemed to me when I watched LB.
The evening at Nathaniel’s was peaceful. As usual, you, Marc, and Nat spent the time drawing, discussing comics ideas, and casually tossing around a few jokes. You loved nights like this — warm, simple, with no rush. After a noisy day of studying, the silence felt like a gift.
It was already dark when you said goodbye to the guys and stepped outside. Heavy clouds covered the sky, and the wind lazily rustled the leaves on the trees. You shoved your hands into the pockets of your jacket and headed home at a leisurely pace.
The strange feeling hit almost immediately — like someone was watching you. You glanced over your shoulder — nothing. Just the flickering streetlights casting patches of yellow light on the road. You kept walking, deciding it was just exhaustion playing tricks on you.
And yet… footsteps. Quiet, uneven, as though someone was trying to stay unnoticed. When you turned into a narrow alley, a figure emerged from the shadows just a few steps ahead.
Purple Tigress.
You stopped dead, your heart thudding loudly in your chest. She looked tense, like she was barely holding herself together. Her mask hid her face, but her eyes… her eyes burned with something too intense, something wild.
You opened your mouth to say something — anything — but she was faster. She stepped forward, quick and sharp, and suddenly you were pinned against the cold brick wall. Her clawed hand pressed next to your head, blocking any chance of escape.
"You shouldn’t have stayed with them so long," she hissed, her voice low, shaking with emotion. "You’re mine… only mine…"
Her fingers traced your cheek — so gentle, like she was afraid of breaking you. They slid to your chin, tilting your face up slightly, forcing you to meet her gaze.
Your thoughts scattered, and your heart raced even harder. Questions and protests got stuck in your throat.
Then she leaned in closer.
Her lips crashed against yours — harsh, almost painfully so. The kiss was desperate, demanding — not a request, but a claim. Her hands tightened around your wrists, holding you still, making it impossible to move.
The warmth of her body, your trembling knees, her heavy breathing against your lips — it all spun together into a whirlwind of sensation.
When she finally pulled away, your lips still burned, and your breath came in ragged gasps. Purple Tigress stared at you in silence for a long moment. Her hands didn’t loosen, as though she was afraid you might vanish if she let go.
"You’re… mine," she whispered again. This time, it was softer, almost tender — but the threat still hung in her voice.
And you realized: She had no intention of letting you go.
If you want something - do it yourself.
I know English terribly. Feel free to correct my mistakes.
Please do not read this if you are uncomfortable with the yandere!
Pairing: Yandere! Luka Couffaine x Reader
Luka takes a deep breath and rolls over onto his back. It was not possible to fall asleep for already the second hour. He turns his head in your direction. You sleep serenely with your hand hanging from the bed. His beds. "Will her scent remain after this night? Will our scents mix?" - the guy thinks excitedly. Lying on the floor to give you his sleeping place must have been the wisest decision he ever made. Luka reaches out and gently grabs your hand. "How soft ..." - another thought flashes in the blue-haired head. He interlaces his calloused fingers with yours."I would give anything for her to comb my hair with those fingers."
Luka listens to your breath - the most beautiful melody. Closes his eyes and imagines . You are lying next to him. The curves of your warm body fit him perfectly. Slightly disheveled hair tickles the face of a young man. And your breath burns his collarbone.
BZZZZ
Luka frowns. His gaze falls on your phone. And something dark takes root somewhere in the depths of the soul. What if he writes to your friends on your behalf? Will ruin your friendship with them. Make them stop talking to you. He just needs to remember to delete the correspondence from the phone. After all, Luka is the only one you need. You will be so sad and confused. Luka will gladly offer comfort. Maybe you will be so upset that you will fall asleep next to him...
Luka lets go of your hand, stands up and slowly moves towards the gadget. He will do it. For your sake ~
100 out of 10. Thanks for writing this (/✧∀✧)/
Suguru doesn’t really do video games. He’ll indulge when you beg him with big, starry eyes, smirking all the while at Mario Party listening to your triumphant giggles when you steal his stars. He’ll take you to arcades, win you plushies and destroy you at rhythm games. It's all in the flick of the wrist. Then carries all your loot home like the proud husband he is. But he’s never been one to sit down and play for hours. He tried once, years ago, first-person shooters, of course. Everyone did. But the sounds, the sharp cracks of gunfire, left him cold and a little too quiet. Memories resurfaced, memories he'd rather forget.
So he gave it up.
Still, he doesn’t mind if you play. In fact, he likes it. Passing by the living room and see you curled up in blankets, your nose scrunched in concentration as you plant digital potatoes or chase random residents with so called gifts of diamonds and sashmi. Stardew Valley, you call it.
Suguru doesn’t quite get it. Bought you the switch to keep you at home a little more. Keeps you occupied when the twins are at school.
“You know,” he says once, teasing, “we have an entire greenhouse and a team of followers who would happily build you a chicken coop.”
You just hum, half-listening as you arrange little wooden fences on your screen. He smiles and leaves you be.
But then - then - he hears it. It’s a quiet little exclamation, nothing unusual. “Oh! I got the marriage achievement!” you cheer, completely oblivious to the shift in the air behind you.
Suguru, leaning in the doorway with a soft smile, slowly blinks. A furrow in the brow.
“…You got what now?”
You don’t even glance up. “I married Sebastian. He likes the rain. Kinda emo.”
His brow lifts, a dark arch, and he moves with feline grace, silent, slow, and now just a little too close.
“I see,” he murmurs, sliding onto the couch beside you, an arm wraps around you, violet eyes narrowing at the switch screen. “And tell me, love… who exactly is this Sebastian?”
You glance at him, suddenly wary of the dangerous lilt in his voice. “He’s just a character! In the game. He lives in a basement and hates socializing.”
A thoughtful hum before reaching out to gently tilt your chin toward him with two fingers. A smile full of warmth graces his lips, voice teasing at the edges. “So you’re telling me… you left me? Your loyal, doting, incredibly handsome real-life husband - for an unemployed basement-dweller who thinks brooding under clouds is a personality?”
You burst out laughing. “You’re being ridiculous, Suguru!”
He leans in, scent inxoticating from the incense, brushing his lips against your cheek, your jaw, voice low and honeyed. “You wound me. Truly. I thought we had something special. I remember our wedding so vividly. You, in white, glowing like the sun itself. Me, trying not to cry. Everyone watching us say forever.” He sighs, dramatic and dreamy, a pout adorning his lips. “And now you’ve run off with a depressed unemployed man named Sebastian.”
You wheeze. “Oh my god - ”
But he’s not done. He gently plucks the Switch from your hands and sets it aside. “No offense to the worm, of course. I’m sure he’s charming in a… rainy-day, ‘don’t talk to me’ sort of way. But I can offer something he never could.”
You blink up at him. Softly biting your lip to suppress the giggles. “And what’s that?”
Suguru leans in, eyes glittering, and says with a smile that could melt gold:
“Me. All of me. In the flesh. With actual muscles. And a bank account.”
You shriek with laughter, burying your face in his chest as he kisses the top of your head and cradles you close.
For the rest of the day, he keeps you snug in his lap while you try (and fail) to keep playing. Every time Sebastian appears, Suguru tuts softly and says, “Poor boy. Doesn’t even know he lost to a cult leader.”
And that night, when he’s curled around you in bed, he whispers, “You’re mine, you know. In every timeline. Even the pixelated ones.”
Though what you don't know is that he did secretly buy Stardew Valley on his own switch so he can marry you in game as well.
Hopefully I'll be free soon and be able to handle inquiries \(._.)/
Squid Game AU.
Please don't read this if you are uncomfortable with the yandere!
Pairing: Yandere!Guard!Adrien x Reader
tw: obsession, mentions of murder
-Every morning, Adrian puts on a mask in front of the mirror, without even throwing a short glance at his face. Perhaps soon it will help him forget that he is a not human until the games are over. Perhaps then it will become a little easier for him.
-A triangle is drawn on his mask. It stands above the circle, but below the square. Give directions to the first figures and obey the second. This is a simple rule. Adrian doesn't know why he keeps repeating this to himself. Maybe because he is afraid to forget. If he break the rules, he will die. The rules are simple. Just keep it.
-The first time he pays attention to you when you cut a shape out of candy. You got a triangle. Just like the drawing on his mask. Your hands are shaking a little, but you are optimistic as you hum to yourself. You shake your head in rhythm and freeze when he's shadow falls on you. You lift your head and look at him. Adrian also freezes for some reason. After that, you just smile faintly, wave your hand casually at him and return to the game.
-"What was it?" in panic, Adrian thinks for a few more hours after the game ends.
-You get food and thank him politely. Everytime. As if feeding you is not their responsibility, but a generous gesture. Adrian tries to remember contact with your hands. He suddenly realizes how small your hands are compared to his.
-At night some woman throws a tantrum demanding to take her to the toilet. When Adrian opens the door with several other guards, he notices you standing modestly with a woman. You smile guiltily. He wonders if you recognize him. And then he remembers about the mask with the uniform and realizes that it is not. There was no way you could recognize him. Unfortunately.
-You are the first to leave the restroom and wait for the woman next to him, you rolling from heels to toes. "Mr. Triangle, I like the color of your uniform."
-Why? Why did you say that? What the hell? Do you even understand where you are and what he has the right to do with you????
-This night Adrian is no longer afraid for himself. He doesn't think about work at all. Thinks about you and your destiny. How is such a naive and kind flower supposed to survive here? What made you come here? If he had met you earlier, he would not have allowed you to appear here. He would help with your problems, even if it are beyond his capabilities. But what can he do now?
-The next day he takes you to the restroom again. Adrian goes with you hand in hand, not by the rules close, and at some point, grabs your hand. You cry out in surprise, but nothing happens and you calm down. And then you feel that he is handing you a folded piece of paper.
- "Don't make a mess there, 034" he says coldly, hoping you can take the hint and get rid of the prompt for the next game. You will understand. He has no doubts. After all, you are his smart girl.
- He'll figure out how to get you out of here. Or he will do anything to guide you through. But for now, a little clue will do. You will use it wisely. He doesn't doubt you. After all, you are his dear, smart, girl.
Wow~
Thank you for staying with me
hzalslgh love you all 💕