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8 months ago

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My son u need to be braver OMFG

Episode: 11 YIPPPEEEE


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8 months ago

Posting episodes Ben is in daily until red gives him a mini episode

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Goofy aaa mf

Episode: 10


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8 months ago

Posting episodes Ben is in daily until red gives him a mini episode

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JUMPSCARE RAHHHHHH

Happy spooky season

Episode: 9


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8 months ago

Posting episodes Ben is in daily until red gives him a mini episode pt 1

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Episode :8


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8 months ago

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He’s so SILLY!! Bro doesn’t give a fuck!!

Episode: 7


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8 months ago

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HE BARELY WAS IN THIS ONE!!

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Have some weird Ben as compensation

Episode: 6


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8 months ago

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Barely here this time!! Sorry I was late got very busy!!

Episode 5


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8 months ago

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This is two parts because I can’t fit the rest!!

Episode: 4


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8 months ago

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Bro was tired the whole time! Damn

Episode: 3


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8 months ago

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Bro is dying omfg

Episode: 2


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8 months ago

Posting Ben from each episode until red gives him a whole mini episode:

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Look at my son!!

Episode: 1


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11 months ago

I place this here because tumblr is nicer, have goth Ashlyn and county Ben!

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Thank you for watching!! And thank you @brainrot-goes-brrrrrr for the idea


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11 months ago

Some doodles, I kind of want to make them into stickers lol

Some Doodles, I Kind Of Want To Make Them Into Stickers Lol
Some Doodles, I Kind Of Want To Make Them Into Stickers Lol
Some Doodles, I Kind Of Want To Make Them Into Stickers Lol

Hope y’all like them!!

(I’m working on Tyler Sanrio soon!!)


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11 months ago

Ok defence time,

Think about it and bear with me. Ashlyn has sensitive hearing, Ben has a damaged voice.

He talks to her in whispers so he doesn’t have to have his voice heard by anyone and Ashlyn doesn’t have to wear her earplugs just to have a conversation.

Ben plays her music on his guitar as she dances. They can be a small show for family members and friends.

He writes her songs and she makes him playlists.

Ben doesn’t invade her space (unlike some else 😒) and he braids her hair for her.

He was the closest to Ashlyn during the dream sequence, I mean she has made it a big point that no one can touch her hair or body but Ben was LITERALLY BRAIDING IT!! She felt safe with him so he was closer.

Ok Defence Time,

AND HE HAS NEVER TOUCHED HER UNLESS IT WAS AN EMERGENCY. Like she was in pain but he knew not to touch her be he respected her boundaries (UNLIKE LIKE A CERTAIN BLONDE)

Ok Defence Time,

Anyways that concludes my defence please don’t say they don’t interact that not true omg

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1 year ago
Some Drawings I Made While Back, I’m Planning On Making More But I’m Very Busy With Schoolwork
Some Drawings I Made While Back, I’m Planning On Making More But I’m Very Busy With Schoolwork
Some Drawings I Made While Back, I’m Planning On Making More But I’m Very Busy With Schoolwork

Some drawings I made while back, I’m planning on making more but I’m very busy with schoolwork


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5 months ago

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, can I request a poly sbg x fem gyaru reader who gets bullied by Barron and his friends? (Angst but a very fluffy ending) :3

Unbreakable Sunshine

Poly! SBG x Fem! Gyaru! Reader

Warnings: Bullying.

I do not condone any sort of bullying. Being a victim in the past, its horrible and drives people to awful thoughts, feelings and actions. please be kind to one another<3

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The school hallways buzzed with chatter, sneakers squeaking against the tiled floors, and lockers slamming shut. But for you, the day was anything but bright.

“Hey, Barbie doll!” Barron’s mocking voice echoed down the hall, his posse snickering behind him. You clenched your fist, nails digging into your palm, refusing to let him see how much it hurt.

You were used to being a target for Barron and his friends. Your gyaru style—tan skin, flashy nails, bold makeup, and stylish clothes—was an easy target for their cruelty. They teased you for being "fake" or "attention-seeking," but today, their taunts were sharper.

“Got tired of coloring books and decided to color your face instead?” one of his lackeys sneered, drawing laughter from the group.

You forced a smile, acting unfazed as you strutted away, your platform shoes clacking against the floor. Inside, though, their words hit like daggers.

It didn’t take long for the gang to notice something was wrong. You always radiated confidence, a sunny presence that lit up even the darkest corners of the graveyard. But lately, you’d been quieter, more withdrawn.

“Something’s up,” Aiden said one afternoon, pacing the inside of the bus.

“I’ve noticed too,” Ashlynn agreed, her brows furrowing. “She’s been covering her face with her hair more. That’s not like her.”

“Who’s messing with her?” Tyler growled, his fists clenched.

“It has to be someone at school,” Taylor guessed, her usual happy demeanor replaced with a rare seriousness.

It wasn’t long before the pieces came together. Aiden overheard Barron bragging about how he “put that doll in her place,” and that was all it took to send the gang into action.

Barron and his friends were lounging by the lockers when the group cornered them. Tyler’s eyes burned with fury as he slammed a hand against the metal beside Barron’s head.

“You think it’s funny to bully her?” he hissed, his voice dangerously low.

Ashlynn grabbed one of Barron’s lackeys by the collar. “Say something else about her, and you’ll be eating through a straw.”

Logan, though less physically intimidating, stood beside them with a cold, calculating glare. “She deserves an apology.”

Barron stammered, his usual bravado crumbling under the combined wrath of the group.

“W-We were just joking!” he tried to defend.

“Did she look like she was laughing?” Tyler snapped, his tone uncharacteristically sharp.

By the time they were done, Barron and his crew were shaking, muttering apologies before scrambling away.

Later that evening, the gang found you sitting alone on the steps of the graveyard bus, your knees pulled to your chest.

“Y/N,” Ashlynn called softly, sitting beside you.

You looked up, your eyes glassy. “Hey…”

Taylor plopped down on your other side, her arm draping over your shoulders. “You didn’t think we’d let them get away with it, did you?”

“What?” you blinked in confusion.

“Barron and his goons,” Aiden explained, leaning against the bus. “They won’t be bothering you anymore.”

You felt a lump form in your throat. “You… you didn’t have to do that.”

“Yes, we did,” Tyler said, crouching in front of you. “Nobody messes with our girl.”

Tears welled in your eyes, but they weren’t from sadness. For the first time in days, you felt safe. Loved.

Taylor nudged you gently. “Come on, don’t cry beautiful!”

“Yeah,” Logan added with a small smile. “Don’t ruin the makeup you worked so hard on”

They pulled you into a group hug, their warmth wrapping around you like a protective shield.

“You’re not alone,” Ashlynn whispered. “Not anymore.” and Ben softly nodded, patting your head lovingly.

And in that moment, surrounded by your makeshift family, you believed it.


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5 months ago

Hey so I learned now that I LOVE the yandere sbg cast and I need to spill this out because I love your writing style a lot!

Reader that's like a swan and the moon beautiful elegent but so mysterious at the same time and when fighting uses ballerina moves and basically is like blood in snow having this strange arura that just lures you in at the same time!

Shadowed blood

The gang x Swan-like! GN! Reader

This was rly pretty 🥺 I actually had fun writing this and also asked a friend about what ballet was like since she did lots of classes when she was younger. Very talented, she helped me write it whbqgagshdjg

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The moonlight spilled through the cracks of the abandoned building, illuminating your figure. You stood at the center of the room, a hauntingly beautiful silhouette amidst the shadows. Your head tilted slightly, a serene expression gracing your face, as if you hadn’t noticed the gang of phantoms encircling you.

But they knew.

Even if they didn’t understand what it was, the phantoms could feel it—the magnetic pull of your presence, the elegance of your movements, the quiet promise of destruction hidden behind the beauty.

With a delicate step, you moved forward, your posture straight, your arms graceful, as if you were on a stage instead of a battlefield. The phantoms hesitated, unsure whether to attack or admire, but the moment passed swiftly as you twirled, your twin blades flashing like silver ribbons in the dim light.

Blood painted the floor like crimson snowflakes, a grotesque yet mesmerizing contrast to your movements. Each pirouette was a slash, each leap a fatal blow, your strikes landing with precision that seemed almost supernatural. You danced through the chaos, untouchable, your serene expression never faltering.

The Gang stood frozen near the doorway, watching in stunned silence. None of them had seen you like this before—not in your full glory.

“Holy crap,” Taylor whispered, her usual bubbly demeanor replaced by awe. “She’s... terrifying,” Tyler muttered, his eyes wide.

“Terrifying?” Aiden shot back, unable to tear his gaze away. “She’s beautiful.”

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When the last phantom fell, you stopped in the middle of the carnage, surrounded by bodies and blood. Your chest rose and fell steadily, the only sign of exertion, and your blades hung loosely at your sides. Slowly, you turned toward the group, your head tilting ever so slightly in that strange, swan-like way you had.

"Oh...Hello” you spoke softly, your voice carrying an otherworldly calm.

The calm broke the spell.

Ashlynn stepped forward first, her usual tense demeanor cracked by the flicker of emotion in her eyes. “You didn’t need our help,” she said, her voice quiet. “No,” you replied, offering a faint smile. “But I’m glad you’re here.”

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Later, as the group walked back together, they couldn’t stop stealing glances at you. Even now, with your weapons sheathed and your movements subdued, you carried that same air of mystery and grace. It was as if the moonlight itself had taken human form, luminous and untouchable.

“You’re like a fucking swan,” Tyler blurted out, breaking the silence. You raised an eyebrow, amused. “A swan?”

Logan nodded, "Yeah. All elegant and graceful, but deadly if you get too close.”

The others nodded in agreement, and for once, there was no teasing or banter. They couldn’t deny it. You weren’t just a part of their group—you were something else entirely. Something they couldn’t fully understand but couldn’t look away from, either.

And none of them could shake the feeling that they’d been drawn into your orbit for a reason.


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5 months ago

Hello I'm here for yandere sbg could you make one with the reader having abandonment issues but is scared of getting attached due to others leaving her out in the past?

(btw if you don't want to do it's fine :) )

Afraid to Hold On

YANDERE gang x GN! Reader

Warnings: talks of trust, abandonment, attachment issues

This one hit close to home but I tried to not...write trauma....so...uh- I love you guys 🥺❤️

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You were a contradiction—one moment withdrawn, the next fiercely protective, but always keeping your distance. The gang had noticed. You kept them at arm’s length, not because you didn’t care, but because you cared too much. Too many times before, people had walked away, leaving you to pick up the pieces of your broken trust.

It was Logan who first caught on. The way you’d hesitate when someone got too close, how you deflected personal questions with a sarcastic quip or a forced laugh. But it wasn’t just him—Ashlynn, Aiden, Ben, Taylor, and even Tyler could see the signs.

They weren’t going to let you slip away, though.

-Reactions to your demeanor

- Ashlynn: She was the most patient of the group. Her sharp intuition picked up on your reluctance, and she made it her mission to create safe spaces for you. Ashlynn’s kindness was subtle—she’d invite you to sit next to her during group hangs or leave notes in your locker reminding you that you were important to them. When you recoiled, she only smiled softly and said, “I’m not going anywhere. No matter how far you run.”

- Aiden: He masked his protectiveness behind his usual goofy charm. But Tyler was far more attuned to your fears than he let on. He'd show up unannounced with little gestures: snacks he knew you liked, an extra hoodie when the weather turned, or random jokes to distract you. The more you pulled away, the more determined he became to be there. “You don’t have to talk,” he’d say, sitting beside you. “But I’m staying, whether you like it or not.”

- Tyler: He wasn’t as gentle about it. Tyler didn’t like seeing you hurt, even if it was from your own fears. He’d confront you directly, his voice a mixture of frustration and desperation. “Stop acting like you don’t need us!” he’d snap. “We’re here, and we’re not leaving. So stop pretending you’re fine when you’re not!”

- Ben: Quiet and observant, Ben took a different approach. He didn’t push you—he let his actions speak instead. If you sat alone, he’d silently sit beside you. If you looked lost, he’d steer you back without a word. And when you finally broke, crying in his arms about how everyone always left, he simply held you tighter and said, “I’m not them.”

- Logan: He didn’t fully understand your fears, but he hated seeing you hurt. Logan’s protectiveness often showed soft words to comfort you. "If you’re scared, that’s fine,” he told you once, leaning closer than you were used to. “Just don’t push me away. I’m stronger than that, and so are you.”

- Taylor: She was the most vocal about her feelings. “You think we’re like everyone else? That we’d just leave?” Taylor’s voice was raw, her frustration noticeable. “I don’t care how hard you try to push us away—we’re not letting go. Not now. Not ever.”

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The Rainstorm

The sound of rain against the window was calming, yet it did nothing to ease the storm inside you. You sat curled up on the edge of the old couch, your arms wrapped around your knees, staring blankly into space.

“Y/N?” Logan's voice broke through the silence. The rest of the group hovered in the doorway, their expressions varying from concern to determination.

You didn’t respond. You couldn’t.

Ashlynn knelt beside you, her hand brushing against yours. “Talk to us,” she whispered. “I don’t know how,” you admitted, your voice cracking. “Every time I get close to someone, they leave. Why wouldn’t you?”

Tyler scoffed, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. “Do we look like we’re going anywhere?”

“They all said that,” you shot back, tears spilling over. "And they weren’t us,” Aiden cut in, his voice fierce. “We’re not them, Y/N. Stop punishing yourself for other people’s mistakes.”

Slowly, you glanced at each of them. Their faces reflected the same unyielding determination, their presence a silent promise. “You don’t get it,” you whispered.

Logan crouched down, his soft gaze meeting yours. “Then make us get it. Let us in. We’re not leaving, no matter how hard you try to push us away.” The words hit something deep within you, and for the first time in what felt like forever, you let yourself hope. You let yourself believe.

From that night on, things shifted. The gang didn’t just tolerate your fears—they embraced them. They became your shield, your anchor, your proof that not everyone leaves.

And slowly, you began to let yourself hold on.


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5 months ago

Lol I'm a big my babysitter's a vampire and I was wondering if you could do a similar senerio where tyler catches y/n eating a dead animal and he's freaked out at first that his gf is a vampire but later excepts her

"On her bloodstained lips"

Tyler x Fem! VAMPIRE! Reader

Warning: uh...blood and tiny bits of gore but not really?

Y a y...I'm so tired guys.... please enjoy 🙏 🥹

Tyler wasn’t entirely sure why he’d decided to take a shortcut through the woods that evening. It wasn’t his usual route, but something about the crisp night air and the faint glow of the moon had made it seem like a good idea. As he stepped over fallen branches and avoided patches of mud, he spotted a figure crouched in the clearing ahead.

At first, he didn’t think much of it. But as he got closer, his heart began to pound.

It was you.

Your back was to him, your head bent low, and your shoulders hunched over something on the ground. His voice caught in his throat when he realized what you were doing. The dim light of the moon reflected off the crimson liquid dripping from your lips as you tore into a small, lifeless animal.

“Y/N?” he called out hesitantly, his voice trembling.

You froze. For a split second, you debated running, but you knew it was pointless. Slowly, you turned to face him, your face pale, your eyes glowing faintly in the darkness, and your mouth smeared with blood.

Tyler staggered back, his breath catching. “Oh my God,” he whispered. “Tyler, wait,” you said quickly, standing and wiping your mouth with your sleeve. “I can explain."

He raised a hand as if to keep you at a distance, his voice rising. “Explain? Y/N, I just caught you eating a dead animal! What—how—why didn’t you tell me?”

“I was scared!” you blurted, your own voice cracking. “I didn’t want you to think I was a monster.”

Tyler stared at you, his eyes wide and filled with a mix of fear and confusion. You took a cautious step forward, your hands raised in a placating gesture. “Please, Tyler,” you said softly. “I’m still me. I didn’t choose to be like this, but I’m managing it. I’d never hurt you or anyone else. You have to believe me please...this is the only real way I can live..."

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The walk back to his house was tense. Tyler hadn’t said much after your confession, but at least he hadn’t run away screaming. You stayed a few steps behind him, giving him space to process what he’d just learned.

When you finally reached his front porch, he turned to you, his expression unreadable.

“I... I don’t know how to feel about this,” he admitted. “It’s a lot to take in.”

You nodded, wrapping your arms around yourself. “I get it. I do. And if this is too much for you, I won’t blame you for walking away.”

Tyler looked at you for a long moment, then sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Y/N, I’m freaked out, yeah because who the hell ever expects to catch their girlfriend eating a lifeless animal in the middle of the woods... But I’ve been your boyfriend for months now. I care about you. A lot. And if this is part of who you are... I guess I’ll just have to get used to it. Not like I haven't dealt with rhe unnatural for a while."

A small, hopeful smile tugged at your lips. “Really?”

“Really,” he said, though he still looked a bit pale. “But maybe... maybe don’t eat in front of me for a while, okay?” You laughed softly, the tension easing. “Deal.”

Tyler took a deep breath and stepped closer, wrapping his arms around you. His embrace was warm and reassuring, a reminder that no matter how much things had changed, he still saw you.

“I guess this means I’m officially dating a vampire,” he joked weakly. You grinned, resting your head against his chest. “And you’re officially the bravest human I know.”


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5 months ago

Hi am I so excited to ask and request my first time asking you! I read some of you're stories and found them great! Especially the yandere SBG cast x reader ones those are the best!

OK YAY so here : reader is always in layers in summer I mean layers after layers not dropping a single sweat over and over untill it comes to winter and that girl is wearing shorts a sleeveless shirt ankle socks and sandals and girl is sweating shes like that one kid that's where shorts in the freezing cold even when it's snowing😨😔 and the group is flabbergasted

That's all I got 🥲 sadly

Can't wait till you replay send me a message if you can't do or you're on break (ノ´∀`*)

Srry if disturbed!

Take care of yourself too!

"Your practically naked!!"

Poly! SBG Gang x Fem! Reader

Hrgagahda this was actually kinda funny to write

Sorry im taking forever :')

-Writer Icy<3

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The gang had always been curious about your peculiar fashion choices, but they chalked it up to one of your many quirks. Summer days would roll around, the blazing sun practically melting everyone else into puddles, and there you were—wrapped in layers like you were preparing for an Arctic expedition. A hoodie, a jacket over that, and sometimes even a scarf. You never looked uncomfortable, never broke a sweat, and barely seemed to notice the heat.

"You’re not… hot?" Ashlynn asked once, sweat dripping down her face as she stared at you incredulously during one particularly scorching afternoon. "Not at all," you replied simply, sipping on an iced drink as if that was enough to balance your sweltering outfit. The others exchanged glances, baffled but too distracted by their own discomfort to press further.

Then winter came, and you flipped the script in the most bizarre way imaginable.

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It was the first snowfall of the year. The gang had bundled up, wearing thick coats, scarves, and gloves as they met up near the school bus graveyard. They were shivering despite the layers, steam puffing from their mouths with every breath.

And then you showed up.

“WHAT are you wearing?!” Taylor practically screeched, staring at you like you’d lost your mind. You stood there in shorts, a sleeveless shirt, ankle socks, and sandals, looking as if it were just another mild summer day. Except for the faint sheen of sweat glistening on your forehead.

"Is… is she sweating?" Ben asked, pointing in disbelief. "She’s sweating!" Tyler confirmed, his tone filled with shock. "It’s below freezing, and she’s SWEATING!"

You wiped at your forehead casually, unfazed by the snow collecting on your shoulders. “Yeah, it’s a little warm today.”

"A little warm?" Ashlynn asked, her jaw nearly hitting the floor. "We’re in the middle of a snowstorm!"

Tyler folded his arms, squinting at you. "You were wearing a hoodie and two jackets in July, and now you’re practically naked in December. Explain yourself."

"I dunno," you said with a shrug, shivering slightly but brushing it off. "I just feel more comfortable this way. Summer’s too cold, and winter’s too hot." The group was silent for a moment, their brains struggling to process your logic—or lack thereof.

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From that day on, you became an ongoing mystery to them. Logan tried to lecture you about proper attire for the weather, but you always brushed him off with a breezy, "I’m fine." Aiden attempted to sneak extra layers into your bag, but you never used them.

Taylor even offered to buy you some stylish winter gear, but you just smiled and said, "Nah, I don’t need it."

The gang eventually gave up on trying to change your ways, though they never stopped complaining or worrying every time you showed up to the bus graveyard in a snowstorm wearing the absolute minimum.

Whenever any of them asked about your clothing vs. temperature issue, you just gave a sly grin, tugging at your sleeveless shirt as the snow continued to fall.


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6 months ago

*crawls out of a dusty vent*

COUGH COUGH- hi so I am here for a yandere sbg x reader story 😃

Kk so here: reader and the yandere group are in their room when the group is on one of their rapacious again and their not in the phantom realm reader has a thing were she would just softly massage their head with their soft and warms hands to soften them up like cats and after cuddle them singing to them and after reader does this the whole facility is FLABBERGASTED how they folded THAT fast I mean they have like hearts in their eyes lovesick even the parents are a little impressed at how reader dealt with them🤭

Anyways that all I got 😃🥲 srry if long 😔

Warm hands, Soft Touches

Yandere! SBG gang x Fem! Reader

This concept was literally so adorable :') I love them. Slowly working through these I promise! Enjoy!

-Writer Icy<3

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Warm Hands, Soft Hearts

The air in your room was heavy with tension. The gang—Ashlynn, Tyler, Taylor, Aiden, Ben, and Logan—sat scattered on the floor and bed, their expressions sharp and ravenous as their usual obsessive tendencies simmered just beneath the surface. They were spiraling again, each one trying to find a way to claim you entirely for themselves.

Ashlynn tapped her nails against her phone screen, pretending to scroll through pictures of you she’d secretly taken. Tyler’s foot tapped an impatient rhythm, his jaw clenched. Taylor leaned against your desk, arms crossed as her eyes wandered around, staring at anyone who dared to sit too close to you. Aiden was quiet but had that dangerously calm look in his eyes, his hands gripping his sleeves as he sat on the floor, back against the bed. Logan fidgeted with a pen, scribbling words you couldn't quite see at your desk, and Ben just sat against the wall across from Aiden, cold and brooding, his eyes tracking your every move.

"Guys," you said softly, breaking the suffocating silence. "You’re all worked up again. It’s too much."

You could see their reactions shift—some looking sheepish, others doubling down on their intensity. Tyler scoffed under his breath.

"Worked up?" Tyler muttered darkly. "You have no idea."

Instead of snapping back or letting their energy overwhelm you, you did what always worked. You sighed softly and knelt on the bed, gesturing for Ashlynn to come closer.

“Come here,” you murmured.

She blinked, stunned, before obediently sliding to sit cross-legged in front of you. Slowly, you reached out and placed your warm hands on her head, your thumbs pressing gently into her temples.

Ashlynn’s body instantly relaxed, her shoulders dropping as you worked small, soothing circles into her scalp. Her breathing slowed, her lips parting slightly. “Oh…” she whispered, her voice almost dreamy.

"Who's next?" you asked softly, glancing around the room.

Logan was the first to break, his face flushing red as he practically stumbled forward to take Ashlynn's spot. Your hands worked their magic, brushing through his hair with a calm tenderness that made him melt like butter. He let out a soft sigh, his usual sharp demeanor crumbling.

One by one, they all caved.

Tyler leaned into your hands with a groan, muttering something about how "this doesn't change anything," though the hearts practically spinning in his eyes said otherwise. Aiden, who rarely showed much vulnerability, closed his eyes and let himself sink into your touch, looking like he’d just been given a taste of heaven.

When you got to Taylor, she rested her forehead against your shoulder as you worked, her quiet, lovesick smile hidden from everyone else. Ben was the last to come forward, looking slightly tense and agitated. Yet when your fingers slid into his hair, his icy exterior melted entirely, and he leaned so far into your hands he nearly toppled over.

When they were all sufficiently relaxed, you slid back onto the bed and spread your arms. "Okay, now all of you come here."

They didn’t hesitate.

Ashlynn and Taylor were the first to cuddle up against you, each clinging to your sides. Ben sprawled across the foot of the bed, his head resting against your leg, while Aiden curled up by your other side, his face buried in your shoulder. Tyler nestled against your back, and even Logan found a spot, tucking himself awkwardly against the headboard but keeping his hand resting possessively on yours.

As you softly sang a calming tune, your fingers tracing soothing patterns on their backs or across their necks and cheeks, they all sank deeper into the warmth you provided. Their usual intensity had dulled, replaced by a lovesick haze as they clung to you like you were their lifeline.

Downstairs, the parents were sitting in the living room, their usual tense discussions about controlling their kids’ obsessions on pause. Ashlynn's dad, Mike, had gone upstairs to check on the commotion but hadn’t returned, which only made them more curious.

When they finally crept upstairs and peeked into your room, they froze.

The gang—usually impossible to manage, fiery, possessive, and combative—lay bundled up around you like sleepy kittens. Ben, who normally never relaxed, looked completely at peace. Ashlynn had a soft, blissful smile, her head resting on your shoulder. Even Tyler, the most stubborn of the group, looked vulnerable as he held your hand.

Mike turned to the parents, his eyebrows raised. “Well, I’ll be damned.”

The parents exchanged glances, equal parts flabbergasted and impressed.

"How… how did they do that?" one of them whispered.

"Must be magic," Mike murmured, his lips twitching into an amused smile. “Or they’re just that good.”

From that day forward, none of them questioned your methods again. If you could tame their wild, lovesick kids with just your hands and a song, who were they to interfere?


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6 months ago

hey!!!!! Its me again!!! Wanted to ask for a reader who acts like art the clown from terrifier w/ Yan sbg cuz I just watched the 3rd one at the movie theater, basically reader is just autistic asf and doesn't rlly talk, they can they just don't, and they also kill the phantoms in extreme gruesome wnd sadistic ways, also instead of laughing at the phantoms normally while she tortures and kills them she acts like a mime and does the action of laughing or being surprised( Art the clown does this too) reader also draws extremely disturbing pictures of hacked and mutilated dead bodies, (+ Yan parents and maverick too, if you can><) also reader is pretty much frickin immortal, just like Art, if y don't know who art the clown is just search him up bur I'll put in a pic of him for u!

Hey!!!!! Its Me Again!!! Wanted To Ask For A Reader Who Acts Like Art The Clown From Terrifier W/ Yan

Hope this helps! I understand of u can't do it tho!

TERRIFYER READER x YANDERE SBG

SBG Gang and parents, ft. Maverick

Warnings:

TEHE okay I had to get some help from a friend who's seen them all so I hope I did this request justice :') ANYWAY, working through requests, im sorry it's taken so long, life got crazy and I forgot I had tumblr for a hot minute.... Requests will be getting answered, thank you guys for the paitence <3

-Writer Icy♡

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Reader's Traits:

Non-verbal communication: Reader rarely talks, preferring exaggerated mime-like actions to express themselves, mimicking laughter or shock in eerie, exaggerated gestures.

- Phantom Slayer: Reader kills phantoms in gruesome, sadistic ways—severing limbs, performing mock surgeries, or creating scenes reminiscent of horror artwork.

- Artistic Outlet: Reader draws grotesque depictions of mutilation and death in their sketchbooks, which both fascinate and horrify those around them.

- Immortality: Reader sustains grievous injuries but never seems to succumb to them, making them an unstoppable force in the Phantom realm.

- Dual Persona: In the real world, Reader is quiet, strange, and intensely focused on their art, drawing people in with their mysterious aura.

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Yandere Gang's Reactions:

Ashlynn:

- Protective Fascination: Ashlynn is utterly entranced by your unpredictability and your silent demeanor. Your artistic abilities, though morbid, make her feel like she’s the only one who truly “gets” you.

- Defense Mode: She often steps in to explain your behavior to others, shielding you from criticism or fear, even as she secretly revels in how unsettling you are to everyone but her.

> Snippet:

Ashlynn knelt beside you as you sketched yet another grotesque image of a dismembered phantom, her eyes flicking between the page and your blank expression.  

“You’re incredible, you know that?” she murmured. “Keep drawing, I wanna see it when you're done.”  

When you mimed a theatrical bow in response and nodded, she chuckled softly, her fingers brushing against yours. “Don’t ever change.”

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Tyler:

- Adoration Bordering on Obsession: Tyler is captivated by your silent strength. He finds your phantom-slaying methods disturbingly beautiful and sees you as a perfect partner in their fight to survive.

- Jealousy: He can’t stand the thought of others being drawn to your mysterious charm and often positions himself as your shadow, claiming to be your protector.

> Snippet:  

Tyler watched, spellbound, as you silently mimed cutting your throat in response to a phantom’s attack, then dismembered it with terrifying efficiency. When it was over, he approached cautiously, placing a hand on your shoulder.  

“What a badass,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “Your just lucky no one’s scared of you” 

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Taylor:

- Playful Curiosity: Taylor adores your eccentricity and miming antics, treating you like a puzzle she’s determined to figure out. Your gruesome kills intrigue her more than they scare her.  

- Defender in Public: Taylor is quick to defend you when others question your drawings or your unsettling behavior, even if it sometimes unnerves her too.

> Snippet:  

“Seriously, this is brilliant,” Taylor said, holding up one of your sketches. “I mean, yeah, it’s creepy as hell, but… who else could think this up?”  

When you pantomimed shock, holding your hands to your cheeks, she burst out laughing. “See? Like, c’mon not even horror producers can make this like they do!” She giggled as you pretended to blush, blowing a playful kiss before going back so scribbling intestines strewn across the page.

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Aiden:

- Unsettling Connection: Aiden is the only one who truly matches your darker energy. He’s both disturbed and enamored by your methods, seeing you as someone who understands the chaos within him. You both enjoy shredding through phantoms and smiling like little maniacs. You’ve gotten a couple frightened looks from Logan from time to time.

- Possessiveness: Aiden doesn’t let anyone get too close to you, guarding you like a treasure he’s unwilling to share.

> Snippet:  

Aiden leaned against the wall, watching as you silently dismembered another phantom with surgical precision. “You’re terrifying,” he muttered, his lips curling into a smirk.  

When you mimed laughter, he stepped closer, brushing a hand against your arm. “Terrifying… and mine.”

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Ben:

- Unwavering Devotion: Ben is your biggest cheerleader, seeing your quiet nature and violent tendencies as proof of your uniqueness. He’s completely enthralled by your duality—terrifying in the Phantom realm but calm and composed in the real world.

- Silent Support: He doesn’t question your methods or your art, instead offering quiet comfort and encouragement whenever you seem withdrawn.

> Snippet:

“You’re talented.” Ben wrote, flipping the notebook around as he watched you finish off another phantom. You glanced up, halting you’re movements to dismember the phantom slowly. When you mimed a shy smile, he grinned back and scribbled down a quick and messy, “You’re crazy and talented.”

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Logan:

- Controlled Admiration: Logan respects your abilities and your artistic mind but worries about how far you might go. He’s fiercely protective and always keeps a watchful eye on you, even when he struggles to understand you.

- Conflict: He occasionally clashes with the others about your well-being, insisting that they need to help you find balance rather than enable your darkest tendencies.

> Snippet:

Logan stood over your shoulder, peeking at your latest sketch, his jaw tight. “It’s amazing, but… is this really what you want to focus on?”  

You tilted your head, miming a shrug before turning back to your work. His hand rested on your shoulder, squeezing gently. “Just don’t lose yourself in all this, okay?”

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Parents' Reactions:

- Adoration for Reader’s Unique Skills: 

  The parents are endlessly impressed by your unmatched ability to deal with phantoms. They view your gruesome methods as a necessary evil, marveling at how you can handle what no one else can.  

- Hyper-Protectiveness:

  They grow obsessively protective of you, taking every precaution to ensure your safety both in the real world and the Phantom realm. They may even suggest or enforce stricter boundaries on your interactions with others, including the gang, to maintain control over your safety.  

They are fiercely protective of your unique abilities, often stepping in to defend you from others who might criticize or misunderstand you.  

- Justification of Behavior:

  They believe your artistic depictions and sadistic tendencies are simply a reflection of your brilliance and the trauma of the Phantom world. They see it as a necessary outlet and refuse to allow anyone, even the gang, to question or judge you for it.  

They see your quiet demeanor and gruesome art as a sign of depth and creativity, choosing to support you unconditionally.  

- Direct Involvement: 

  The parents actively support your behavior, providing you with tools, materials, and even strategies for taking down phantoms. They may also subtly manipulate the gang, ensuring that their focus stays on protecting you rather than trying to "fix" you.  

- Fear of Losing You:

  Seeing how much danger you put yourself in while fighting phantoms, they secretly harbor a deep fear of losing you. This fear often manifests in obsessive planning to keep you safe, including discussing ways to trap you in the real world or even the Phantom realm to monitor you closely.  

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### **Specific Opinions:**  

- Admiration Cloaked in Denial:

  Your parents admire your strength and efficiency, but they rationalize your sadistic tendencies as a coping mechanism rather than addressing it. They refuse to see you as anything but perfect.  

- Pride in Your Independence: 

  They often express pride in your independence and ability to protect yourself, even as they secretly plot ways to make you more reliant on them emotionally and physically. 

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Your parents’ actions and opinions fuel the already intense dynamic with the gang, creating a volatile environment where everyone is vying for your attention and control while claiming it’s all for your safety and well-being.  

Maverick:

- Maverick is intrigued and slightly unnerved by your behavior but ultimately respects you as an ally. He’s in awe of your ability to keep the phantoms at bay and often seeks your advice on survival tactics to which you do your best to show all the while silently laughing when he falls on his ass a couple of times. It’s an…experience to say the least.

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Your sadistic, efficient methods make you a key player in the group’s survival. The gang grows more and more dependent on you, their possessiveness increasing with every phantom you kill. In their eyes, you’re their protector, their artist, and their soulmate all in one. Nothing—not even death itself—will take you away from them. 


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7 months ago

Hey this is a request for yandere SBG x reader!

Yknow the chapter were they get captured by yknow the agents while getting catpurted the agents then noticed reader with the group bundled up like a protecting shield for reader so the agent try to take reader but that's when ALL of them start to go farel because reader is literally CLAIMED by them as THEIR soulmate forever so yeah! Um ok so that's all 😁and can it be a poly to!

Thank you if you do it 🤭🤭🤭😁😁😁

I understand if you don't have time or don't wanna❗️

Yandere SBG x Reader

They belong to US.

The gang

⚠️Warning: Yandere tendencies, violence, descriptive harm, aggression, heavy possessiveness.

I MADE THIS A FIC IM SORRY ITS SHORT- Guys its almost 2 am where im at, this is the last request- I love you guyyssss :’)

-Writer Icy<3

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"Id let the world burn"

The moment the agents close in on the group, their eyes zero in on you, the one person nestled tightly in the middle of the chaos. Your expression is guarded, aware of the danger, but you’re surrounded by the gang—Ashlynn, Tyler, Taylor, Aiden, Ben, and Logan—each of them tense and protective, creating a human shield around you.

The agents, clearly after the entire group, seem particularly interested in you. You can feel their calculating stares, their movements slow but deliberate, as if recognizing your importance to the others. One of the agents gestures toward you, signaling to his colleagues. "Take that one. They seem... special."

That’s when everything shifts. The second those words leave the agent’s mouth, the energy around the group darkens. There’s an almost primal growl from Tyler, his body taut like a spring ready to snap. Ashlynn’s eyes flash with something wild, while Taylor’s usually calm demeanor cracks, her fists clenching so hard her knuckles turn white. Logan’s entire body tenses, his jaw set, and Aiden’s usual smile turns to something more sinister. Ben, normally the most calm, looks downright terrifying, a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

You know what’s coming, and yet, even you’re taken aback by how quickly it happens.

The moment the agents reach out, trying to grab you, the gang snaps. It’s as if a feral switch has been flipped. Tyler is the first to move, throwing himself at the nearest agent with a glare and harsh yell, his strength sending the man sprawling. Ashlynn’s fingers dig into the arm of another, twisting with such force that you hear the sickening pop of a dislocated shoulder.

“They’re OURS!” Tyler roars, his voice filled with unbridled fury. “You don’t touch them!”

Taylor isn’t far behind, darting in with surprising speed, striking down two agents before they can even react. Her movements are precise, calculated, like a predator toying with its prey. "They belong to us," she hisses, her voice a deadly whisper. "You think you can take what’s ours?"

Ben, usually the calm one, is an entirely different person. There’s no trace of tranquility in his expression as he slams an agent against the wall, eyes gleaming with possessive rage. His silence speaks waves of danger as the agent against the wall stares in horror.

Aiden’s normally happy demeanor fractures. His expression is crazed, almost psychotic as he effortlessly takes down one of the larger agents. "Hands off what doesn’t belong to you."

But it’s Logan who’s the most different. He’s dangerous as he fights,every movement calculated with such intensity in his eyes is enough to send shivers down your spine. When he pins an agent to the floor, he leans down, his voice low and menacing. “They’re our soulmate. Forever. You’ll never take them from us.”

The agents, who thought they were in control, quickly realized how wrong they were. Despite their numbers and training, they’re no match for the gang’s raw, feral determination. This isn’t just about protecting you—it’s about keeping you, solidifying in their minds and the world that you belong to them. You’re theirs. Their soulmate. Their reason for existing.

As the chaos swirls around you, the gang continues to fight with a terrifying intensity, each move fueled by a possessive rage that makes it clear to anyone watching: there’s no escaping them. You’re at the center of their world, and they’ll tear apart anyone who dares to threaten that bond.

By the time the last agent is incapacitated, each member in the group turns back to you, breathing heavily but victorious. Their eyes are wild, their possessiveness still palpable in the air. Slowly, they gather around you again, forming that protective shield, but now there’s something even more dangerous in their demeanor. You belong to them, and they’ll fight the whole world to keep it that way.

Tyler is the first to speak, wiping the blood from his lip as he pulls you into his arms. “You okay? Don't worry they wont hurt you”

Ashlynn nods, her fingers brushing your cheek as she leans in, eyes still gleaming with that wild protectiveness. “You're safe with us, it's okay now.”

There’s no denying it anymore. In their eyes, you’ve always been theirs—claimed, cherished, and now, undeniably protected for life.


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7 months ago

I am sorry but I can't help but put this here is some flowers 😨😨🥲😔😔😔🌺🌺🌺🌺🌸🌸🌸

Ok so y'know how the whole reading dying for a second time how about we escalate that to FOUR TIMES YES FOURTH TIME🤭 (lol they really gonna have some trauma lol 😋👌) and reader still is able to live but has a hard time trying to cope with it ( poor y/n) but that's nothing for what the Yandere lovesick team is feeling 😭😭😭😭

Just imagine them creating a plan with the parents still freaking out and haveing a mental breakdown for the forth time that day creating a plan that reader should just stay in the graveyard for the rest of the time that their in the phantom realm

And ofc it's the team is yandere because who doesn't love yanderes 🤭😃☺️👌but do what makes you feel comfortable ofc and TAKE YO TIME ❗️❗️❗️❗️

-by ohmydearesthowiluvu72 ☆(≧∀≦*)ノ

Poly! Yandere! SBG Gang x reader who dies 4 times

The Gang!

Warnings: Extreme yandere tendencies, possessiveness, manipulation, veiled threats

OOOhhh jeez this wassss a good request! Im so sleepy guys lmao buuuttt im almost through with th requests, then ill make the announcements :') ANywayyy hope this meets expectations!

-Writer Icy<3

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The tension in the air after the fourth time the reader dies is suffocating. Each death shakes the Yandere School Bus Graveyard gang to their core, and with every life-threatening moment, their fear of losing the reader forever becomes unbearable. 

But the fourth time? The reader’s seemingly miraculous ability to cling to life begins to take its toll on both them and the gang. The reader, worn down physically and emotionally, struggles with the trauma of dying again and again. Each time they come back, it’s harder to find peace in the world around them. Sleep is elusive, memories of each near-death weighing heavily on their chest, making it hard to breathe. 

But for the gang? Their love and obsession take a darker turn. Witnessing the reader's deaths leaves them unstable, hearts racing with anxiety and a need to protect. Something in their minds snaps. They can’t let it happen again. They **won’t** let it happen again. 

Yandere Gang’s Reaction After the Fourth Death:

Ashlynn:

Ashlynn’s breakdown is quiet but devastating. She paces back and forth, wringing her hands until her knuckles turn white. Every time she closes her eyes, she can still see the reader’s lifeless body. It's a replay in her head that she can't turn off. She becomes obsessed with the idea that they need to keep the reader isolated, constantly muttering under her breath about ways to keep them safe. 

“Away from everyone… from the danger… no one can hurt them in the graveyard.”

She starts sketching out plans in her notebook, a frantic scrawl detailing how they’ll live in the bus graveyard. “It’s safer there. We’ll make sure they never have to leave. Ever.” Her obsession with protecting the reader takes over every thought, and she clutches her notebook like it’s the key to their survival.

Ashlynn’s hands tremble as she clutches the reader’s face, her eyes wild with desperation. “You can’t leave us again,” she whispers, her voice breaking. “I won’t survive it. None of us will. You belong with us now.”

She presses her forehead to theirs, her breath coming in shallow gasps as tears spill down her cheeks. “We’ll protect you. We’ll keep you safe. No more dying. No more pain.”

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Tyler:

Tyler is furious—at the Phantom Realm, at the world, at everything that keeps pulling the reader back into danger. His anger is overwhelming, and he spends hours punching the side of the abandoned buses, his fists bleeding. He can’t control the rage he feels for being powerless every time the reader dies. But beneath all the anger, there’s fear. Fear that one day, the reader won’t come back.

“We have to lock them away,” Tyler says, his voice gruff but laced with desperation. “No more risks. No more chances. We keep them with us, where they belong. Forever.”

Tyler is the first to suggest that the reader never leave the bus graveyard. He’s willing to do anything, even if it means confining them. As long as the reader is alive, that’s all that matters.

Tyler pulls the reader close, his grip almost too tight, his chest heaving with barely restrained anger. “I swear, if anything tries to take you from me again, I’ll destroy it,” he growls. “I don’t care what I have to do. You’re staying with us.”

He buries his face in their neck, his lips brushing their skin as he speaks, his voice low and possessive. “You belong to me—to all of us. Don’t even think about leaving again.”

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Taylor:

Taylor has been crying nonstop since the reader’s fourth death. The fear of losing them has shattered her completely. She can't handle the thought of watching them die again. Her normally confident demeanor is gone, replaced by a fragile, scared version of herself. She clings to the reader, holding them too tightly, not wanting to let go even for a second.

“We need to stay in the graveyard. It’s safe there,” she whispers, her voice shaky. “We’ll make it home. We won’t let anything hurt you again.”

Her possessiveness deepens as she becomes more attached, unwilling to let the reader out of her sight. Taylor's need for control grows stronger, fueled by the fear of ever seeing the reader disappear again.

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Aiden:

Aiden’s calm, composed facade finally cracks after the fourth time the reader dies. He tries to stay calm and fake a smile, but his hands tremble, and there’s a haunted look in his eyes. “This can’t keep happening,” he murmurs, pacing the floor of the bus. His mind races with thoughts on how to keep the reader safe, and he becomes consumed with the idea of trapping them in the graveyard permanently.

“We can make it comfortable,” he insists to the others. “No more risks. If they stay here, they’ll live. We’ll make sure of it.”

Aiden begins drawing up plans for turning the graveyard into a livable space, obsessively organizing every detail. He’s determined that the reader will never leave again—and he’ll make sure they’re kept safe, no matter the cost.

Aiden’s fingers trace the outline of the reader’s wrist, his touch light but filled with silent possessiveness. “We’re never letting you go,” he murmurs, his eyes dark with unspoken threats. “Not this time. You’re ours now.”

His lips curve into a smile, cold and sharp, as he leans in close. “We’ll keep you safe. No one will take you away from us. Not ever again.”

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Ben:

Ben’s response is chillingly silent. He hasn’t spoken much since the fourth time the reader died, his mind spinning with dark thoughts. Ben’s anger has always simmered beneath the surface, but now it’s boiling over. He’s not just angry at anyone who looks at the reader—he’s angry at the world itself for trying to take them away.

“We’ll keep them hidden,” Ben finally says, his voice eerily calm and out of earshot.

His possessiveness intensifies as he starts planning how to keep the reader hidden from the world. Ben is the one who suggests using the bus graveyard as a permanent home, a place where the reader will never be in danger again—and no one will ever find them.

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Logan:

Logan’s reaction is all-consuming guilt. Each time the reader dies, it feels like a piece of him dies with them. He believes that if he were stronger, faster, smarter, he could have prevented it. Now, his guilt mixes with desperation. He’s the one who suggests that they don’t just live in the graveyard—they trick the reader into staying on one of the buses.

“No one will find them there,” Logan says, his voice shaking. “We can seal it off. They’ll be safe. We can protect them.”

Logan’s willingness to imprison the reader comes from a place of overwhelming fear. He’s terrified that the next time they die, it will be for real. And he can’t live in a world without them.

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The Plan:

The gang agrees unanimously that the reader must be kept in the bus graveyard, away from the dangers of the Phantom Realm and the real world. They can’t risk losing the reader again. They become obsessed with transforming the graveyard into a permanent home, where the reader can live in isolation with them.

Each member of the gang takes on a different role—Aiden and Ashlynn make the plans, Tyler and Ben handle the physical labor, and Taylor and Logan ensure that the reader never tries to leave. Every time the reader expresses discomfort or fear, they’re met with soft reassurances and veiled threats. 

“This is for your own good,” they all say, their voices filled with devotion. “We won’t let anything happen to you again. You’re safe now.”

The reader’s trauma from dying multiple times only makes them more vulnerable, and the gang takes advantage of that vulnerability, keeping them close at all times. They’ve already lost the reader too many times—they won’t let it happen again.

Ever.


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7 months ago

Hi! Can I request where reader is like really pretty, that in public they get hit on by others, and while that happens yandere sbg cast is feeling jealous. How do you think it will end?

POLY! Yandere SBG x Reader who gets hit on in public often

The gang

⚠️Warning: Yandere tendencies, agression, slight disturbance

Okay, sidenote- I firmly believe everyone is beautiful. The only way someone could be ugly is if they are rude, coldhearted and cruel. Attractiveness vary from looks to personality. BUT- with that being said, do nooottt call yourself ugly please<3 I love you silly gooses!!!

-Writer Icy<3

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When a yandere School Bus Graveyard gang is involved, jealousy and possessiveness are bound to escalate quickly, especially when someone dares to hit on the reader in public. Each member of the gang, fueled by their obsessive feelings for the reader, would react differently to protect their claim. But one thing remains consistent: no one messes with the reader without facing the consequences.

Scenario:

The reader is out with the gang, casually walking through the mall or hanging out at a park, enjoying the fresh air and freedom. But being as attractive as they are, it’s not long before a random person approaches them, clearly interested, offering a flirty comment or attempting to strike up a conversation. For a moment, the air around the gang grows tense. Their shared obsession with the reader makes them hyper-aware of any threat to their control, and the mere idea of someone else coveting what they believe is theirs sets them on edge.

Ashlynn:

Ashlynn immediately steps forward, blocking the flirty stranger from getting too close. Her smile is tight, her eyes dark with unspoken warning. “We were having a conversation,” she’d say with ice in her voice, as if daring the person to try something more. If they persist, Ashlynn won’t hesitate to step in closer, practically invading their space. Her jealousy is a quiet, burning thing, and though she won’t lash out physically in public, her words will be razor-sharp. “I suggest you back off before things get messy.”

She’ll then turn to the reader, her hand gently but possessively placed on their shoulder or arm. “Let’s go. You don’t need people like that bothering you.” It’s a command more than a suggestion, and the reader will feel the weight of Ashlynn’s jealousy as she keeps a close eye on them for the rest of the day.

Tyler:

Tyler is not subtle about his jealousy. The moment someone even glances at the reader with flirtatious intent, Tyler’s already fuming, stepping in between them and the reader like a protective barrier. He’s not afraid to get physical if necessary, his eyes narrowed in pure anger. “You got a problem?” he’d say, his voice low and dangerous, practically daring the person to say something. If they push their luck, Tyler won’t hold back, fists clenched, ready to escalate the situation to something violent.

Once the threat is gone, Tyler will turn to the reader, his possessiveness bubbling over as he pulls them close. “I hate when people try to mess with you like that,” he’d mutter, his hands gripping them just a little too tightly. He’d make sure to stay extra close to the reader for the rest of the day, glaring at anyone who so much as looks in their direction. Tyler’s jealousy turns into a need to always be near, as if being away from the reader even for a second might allow someone else to take them away.

Taylor:

Taylor’s jealousy manifests in a quieter but no less dangerous way. When someone hits on the reader, Taylor’s first instinct is to get the reader out of the situation quickly, pulling them aside or wrapping her arm around them protectively. She won’t even acknowledge the stranger, acting as if they don’t exist. Instead, she’ll focus solely on the reader, her voice soft but insistent. “Don’t pay attention to them. You don’t need anyone else. You’ve got us.” Her jealousy is laced with anxiety, terrified that someone could steal the reader away from the gang.

After the encounter, Taylor will stick close to the reader, her possessive side creeping out more with every lingering glance from others. She’ll subtly remind the reader that they’re hers, tracing her fingers along the reader’s arm or holding their hand tightly, unwilling to let go. “You know I’d do anything for you, right?” she’d whisper, her eyes dark with obsession. No one else could ever love the reader like she does, and she’ll make sure they never forget that.

Aiden:

Aiden’s jealousy is crazed and kind of hyper. The moment someone tries to flirt with the reader, Aiden’s face casts over with a grin, stepping closer to the reader, his arm wrapping around their waist possessively. He’ll stare down the stranger with an unnerving intensity with that crazed smile, his eyes practically daring them to say something else. If the person continues to flirt, Aiden will probably say something unnerving and strange to scare them off. “ Do you ever think when the hearse goes by, that you will be the next to die?”

Once the person is gone, Aiden will turn to the reader with a calm but possessive expression. “You don’t need people like that in your life. They don’t care about you like we do.” His jealousy simmers beneath the surface, and though he won’t lash out physically, his controlling nature will become more apparent. Aiden will stay closer to the reader, ensuring they don’t stray too far from the group and keeping a sharp eye on anyone else who dares to show interest in them.

 Ben:

Ben’s jealousy is a dangerous thing. He’ll immediately step in, towering over the stranger with an intimidating presence. “Back off,” he’d growl, his voice low and threatening. Ben doesn’t do well with competition, and the idea of someone else thinking they have a shot with the reader drives him into a possessive rage. He won’t hesitate to physically push the person away if they don’t take the hint, his protective instincts taking over completely.

Once the threat is gone, Ben will pull the reader into a tight embrace, his arms wrapped around them as if he’s afraid they’ll disappear. His jealousy turns into a desperate need to protect and hover over the reader, and he’ll hold onto the them for the rest of the day, constantly reminding them that they belong with the gang, not anyone else.

Logan:

Logan’s reaction to someone flirting with the reader is cold and calculating. He’ll step forward, his gaze hard and unyielding as he silently positions himself between the reader and the stranger. Logan doesn’t need words to make his feelings known—his presence alone is enough to make most people back off. But if the person persists, Logan will speak in a low, dangerous voice. “You’re wasting your time. They’re not interested.”

Once the encounter is over, Logan will remain close to the reader, his possessiveness masked by his calm demeanor. He’ll subtly remind them that they belong to the gang, his hand resting on their back or shoulder as they continue their day. Logan’s jealousy is quiet but intense, and he’ll make sure the reader knows they’re never out of his sight. “You’re ours,” he’d murmur quietly, his voice soft but filled with an unspoken warning.

How It Ends:

The jealousy within the gang builds until it’s almost unbearable. They can’t stand the idea of someone else trying to take the reader away, and after the encounter, they’ll be even more possessive and controlling than usual. The gang will surround the reader, making it clear to everyone around them that the reader is theirs and theirs alone. Anyone who dares to show interest in the reader again won’t get a second chance—whether through intimidation, threats, or worse, the gang will make sure no one else comes near the reader.

In the end, the reader finds themselves even more tightly bound to the gang, their freedom slipping away as the gang’s obsession deepens. The reader belongs to them, and no one else will ever get the chance to take them away.


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7 months ago

Hello! Can I request yandere sbg x reader were there cuddling with reader and there sleeping together. I just love your work there just to good to read.

Thank you:)

Yandere SBG x Reader Cuddling/Sleeping Together

Ashlynn, Aiden, Tyler, Taylor, Ben, Logan

⚠️Warning: Yandere tendencies

HEhe this was fluufy and cuuuttteee :3

-Writer Icy♡

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Ashlynn:

Ashlynn always ensures that she’s the big spoon when cuddling with the reader. Wrapping her arms protectively around them, she pulls them tightly against her chest, almost as if she’s afraid they might slip away in the night. Her head rests gently against the back of the reader’s neck, her breath warm and soft against their skin. Ashlynn feels a deep sense of peace in these moments, knowing they’re safe and close, but underneath that tranquility, her possessive need to always be near the reader simmers quietly. The closer she holds them, the more she feels like she’s ensuring they’ll never leave her.

Even in her sleep, Ashlynn’s arms never loosen. If the reader shifts in their sleep, she instinctively tightens her grip, nuzzling her face into their hair or back as she murmurs soft, possessive whispers. “You’re mine… don’t ever go…” She sleeps lightly, constantly aware of the reader’s presence, and should they try to leave, even for a moment, Ashlynn would wake immediately, pulling them back with a quiet but firm, “Stay with me. I need you.” She craves this closeness, needing to know that no one else gets to hold them like she does.

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Tyler:

Tyler is the type who demands to be as close to the reader as possible when they cuddle. He presses his entire body against theirs, intertwining their legs together so they’re practically fused. His arms wrap around them tightly, almost too tightly, as if by keeping them close, he can prevent anyone else from ever coming between them. Tyler thrives on physical affection, and his possessiveness is evident in the way he kisses the back of the reader’s neck or shoulder as they start to fall asleep. “You’re not going anywhere,” he whispers, his tone both loving and commanding.

When Tyler falls asleep, his grip never loosens. In fact, he tends to shift in his sleep, pulling the reader even closer, his face burying into their neck as if trying to merge with them completely. Tyler’s dreams are filled with them—always with the reader by his side, and when he wakes in the middle of the night, his first instinct is to check that they’re still there. His possessiveness doesn’t stop even in the quiet moments of sleep, and should the reader try to shift away, he pulls them back without hesitation. “Stay right here,” he murmurs, half-asleep but fully aware of their every move.

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Taylor:

Taylor is softer when it comes to cuddling, but her possessiveness shines through in the way she clings to the reader. She always insists on sleeping with her head resting on the reader’s chest, listening to the steady beat of their heart as if it’s the only thing that can lull her to sleep. Her arms are wrapped around their waist, holding them gently but firmly, and every once in a while, she looks up at them, eyes filled with adoration and obsession. She traces little patterns on their skin with her fingertips, basking in the comfort of knowing they’re hers and no one else’s.

Even in her sleep, Taylor stays close, her body molding perfectly to the reader’s. She’s prone to mumbling in her sleep, whispering their name or soft, possessive phrases like, “You’re mine forever…” If the reader shifts or tries to move away, Taylor unconsciously tightens her grip, her face nuzzling into their chest or shoulder as if to stop them from going anywhere. She needs to feel their warmth, and being apart for even a second would wake her, wide-eyed and panicked until she realizes they’re still by her side. Then, with a sleepy smile, she’ll whisper, “Don’t ever leave me, okay?”

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Aiden:

Aiden likes to cuddle in a way that ensures he’s always watching the reader. He lays on his side, his arm draped protectively over them, while his intense gaze follows the subtle rise and fall of their chest. He finds comfort in the small details—how their breath slows as they fall asleep, how peaceful they look when they’re vulnerable. But beneath his calm exterior, Aiden is always calculating, always thinking about how to keep the reader close, how to ensure they’ll never leave him. His fingers trace slow circles on their arm, his touch both soothing and possessive.

As Aiden falls asleep, his hand remains on the reader, a constant reminder of his presence. He sleeps lightly, and should the reader shift or move, his eyes flutter open instantly, a wave of panic passing through him before he realizes they’re still there. “You’re not going anywhere, right?” he’d whisper, voice low and soft, though there’s an edge to his tone that suggests it’s not really a question. He’ll pull them closer, wrapping both arms around them as he settles back into sleep, ensuring that they’re as trapped in his embrace as they are in his obsession.

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Ben:

Cuddling with Ben is intense and suffocating in the best way possible. He’s all about physical closeness, wrapping his arms around the reader like a shield, ensuring that no one can get between them. He likes to have their head tucked under his chin or nestled against his chest, where he can feel their breath against his skin. It’s comforting to him, knowing that they’re right there, completely enveloped in his embrace. Every so often, he’ll press soft kisses to the top of their head, murmuring how much he needs them, how he’ll never let them go.

Ben sleeps deeply, but even in his sleep, his grip on the reader never falters. He’s like a furnace, always warm and clingy, pressing them closer as if they’re his lifeline. Should the reader try to move away, even just to get comfortable, Ben instinctively pulls them back, mumbling something about how they belong to him. He’s possessive in the most obvious way, wanting to be near them at all times, especially when they’re sleeping. To him, these moments are sacred—no one else gets to have this level of closeness with the reader, and he’ll make sure they remember that.

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Logan:

Logan is the type to shyly ask for closeness when cuddling. He rarely speaks during these moments, instead choosing to let his actions do the talking. He hesitantly pulls the reader into his arms, positioning them so he’s lying against their chest or tucked under their arm, and holds them in a grip that’s both protective and possessive. His heartbeat is steady, a rhythmic reminder that he’s always there, always watching over them, always ensuring they’re safe. His fingers trace lazy lines on their hip or arm, but there’s a quiet shyness in his gentle movements, as if he’s afraid they’d break if he was too harsh.

Logan doesn’t sleep deeply, and his possessive nature often manifests in small moments of waking up throughout the night, his eyes scanning the reader’s face as if reassuring himself that they’re still there. When he’s asleep, his hold on them never loosens, and should they try to move, Logan will wake instantly, his grip tightening as his eyes shyly meet theirs. “Im so happy your mine forever…” he mutters, his voice quiet  with sleep but soft in its shyness. He needs the reader close—physically and emotionally—and these moments of sleep are the only times he allows himself to be so openly vulnerable about it.


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7 months ago

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH the yandere schoolbus graveyard kissing is SO GOOD!!! Thank you for doing it!

I promise this is gonna be my last request for the month! This is a yandere too😭👌

How would the character of yandere schoolbus graveyard react after getting REALLY MAD LIKE REALLY REALLY MAD at y/n for not paying attention to them so they drag y/n to one of the bathroom stalls in the school and makes out with them untill y/n is covered in hickeys and bite marks

(It's ok if you don't wanna do or if it just makes you feel uncomfortable!)

-by iluvoptimus (≧∇≦)b

Yandere SBG Gang jealousy HC's:

Ashlynn, Taylor, Tyler, Aiden, Logan, Ben

⚠️Warning: Yandere tendencies, steamy/make-out/bruising/biting

AIEEEEEE- this had me kicking my feet giggling. optimus, i love seeing your request ideas, they get me on kicks tehe<3

Anywayyy, I hope this is gooood!! enjoy!!

-Writer Icy♡

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Ashlynn:

- Rage Building: Ashlynn’s anger stems from feeling neglected, as her intense need for affection and attention from the reader goes unmet. She’s usually calm and protective, but when she feels pushed aside, her yandere side flares up in jealousy.

- In the Bathroom: Once they’re in the stall, Ashlynn’s aggression is barely contained. She presses the reader against the wall, her lips crashing onto theirs with desperate hunger. As she bites down, she whispers, “Why did you look at them? You should’ve looked at me…Just look at me… only me.” She bites their neck and collarbone, leaving small marks that are more territorial than violent. 

- Aftermath: Once her rage is spent, Ashlynn becomes overly apologetic, tending to the bite marks and softly kissing them in a soothing manner. Her possessiveness remains strong, but she’ll soften afterward, fearing she went too far in trying to control the reader’s attention.

Tyler:

- Rage Building: Tyler’s anger is explosive, born out of deep-seated insecurity and possessiveness. If the reader isn’t giving him attention, it feels like a personal betrayal, fueling his obsession with making sure the reader’s focus is always on him.

- In the Bathroom: Tyler shoves the reader roughly against the stall, his fingers digging into their skin as he pulls them close. His voice is low, dangerous. “Don’t ever forget who you belong to. You’re mine.” His kisses are aggressive, almost punishing, as he bites and sucks their lips, neck, and shoulders with enough force to leave dark marks. Aggressive, fiery and possessive is what is felt aside from the intense care he feels for the reader.

- Aftermath: Even after calming down, Tyler stays possessive, running his hands over the reader’s bite marks as if to claim them over and over again. He revels in the visible signs of his control over them, making sure they understand that no one else gets their attention but him.

Taylor:

- Rage Building: Taylor is usually soft-spoken and needy, but being ignored pushes her into a jealous frenzy. Her fear of abandonment drives her to lash out emotionally, and in a moment of overwhelming frustration, she snaps.

- In the Bathroom: Taylor’s kisses are frantic and desperate. She’s less aggressive with her bites but leaves enough marks on the reader’s neck and jawline to make it clear they’re hers. Tears of frustration mix with her anger as she mutters, “You can’t ignore me… I need you… why won’t you pay attention to me?”

- Aftermath: After the intensity subsides, Taylor clings to the reader, her yandere side softening into neediness. She’ll apologize profusely while tracing the bite marks with her fingertips, promising never to never leave them alone for too long again—even though it’s really her fear of being ignored that triggered the outbursts.

Aiden:

- Rage Building: Aiden’s anger is quiet but seething. His emotions boil beneath the surface when he feels the reader slipping away or not focusing on him. His possessiveness comes quietly but once it’s fully unleashed, it’s intense.

- In the Bathroom: Aiden corners the reader in the stall, his movements calm but firm. His kisses start slow, methodical, but quickly turn aggressive as he sucks and bites marks onto their skin, deep and deliberate. He whispers darkly, “You know it's not nice to ignore me.” He leaves no part of them untouched—neck, collarbone, shoulders and lips: all equally bruised. 

 - Aftermath: Once he’s satisfied, Aiden’s demeanor changes to a more happy, clingy one. He’ll caress the bite marks, feeling both giddy and proud of leaving his mark. His possessiveness is still there, but he’ll be quieter about it, watching for signs that the reader learned their “lesson.”

Ben:

- Rage Building: Ben’s anger flares up quickly when he feels like he’s not getting the attention he craves. His jealousy and possessiveness combine, driving him to take control of the situation immediately.

- In the Bathroom: Ben pushes the reader into the stall, his hands gripping them tightly as he crashes his lips onto theirs. His bites are fierce, almost playful, but with a possessive edge. He bites their neck, shoulders, and lips, leaving visible marks. He wont talk much but he makes sure its known that the reader belongs to him and no one else. The marks are very visible so everyone sees and already knows who caused it.

- Aftermath: Afterward, Ben’s mood shifts to being more affectionate. He’ll brush his hands over the marks he left, poking and teasing the reader for them, though the possessiveness in his eyes lingers. He’ll continue to hover around them afterward, making sure they don’t drift too far away again.

Logan:

- Rage Building: Logan doesn't really feel anger, more so insecure and is more quiet and calculating. He’s not one for explosive outbursts, but when he feels neglected, his obsessive side takes over, and he becomes laser-focused on making sure the reader knows exactly who they belong to but still being slightly desperate to make sure they know that so they don’t try to leave.

- In the Bathroom: Logan drags the reader into the stall with a shaky but unyielding grip. His kisses are slow and shy, but each one is followed by a sharp, hesitant bite, leaving a trail of marks on the reader’s skin. His voice is quiet and shaky as he murmurs, “You’re mine right? You won’t leave me…please dont go.”

- Aftermath: Logan takes his time inspecting the bite marks, satisfied with the results but also feeling nervous. He apologizes, and will make sure the reader knows they are very loved and will take care of them, making sure the marks dont hurt too bad. His possessiveness lingers, manifesting in quiet but ever-present monitoring of their every move after the incident.

Short Story Snippets:

Ashlynn:

The stall door slammed shut behind them as Ashlynn’s eyes bore into the reader’s. “Why’d you ignore me?” she hissed, pushing them up against the cold tile wall. Her lips found their way to their neck, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark before sucking fast, leaving open mouthed and sloppy kisses across the readers collarbone and shoulder. The reader gasped as Ashlynn’s fingers curled into their shirt, her teeth grazing over their collarbone. “You and everyone else are gonna know who you belong to.”

Tyler:

Tyler’s breath was ragged as he shoved the reader into the stall, locking the door with a click. “You think that was funny?” His hands gripped their arms tightly, pulling them closer as his lips crashed onto theirs. The bites that followed were rough, deliberate, leaving bruises on their neck. “You’re mine. Not theirs, not anyone’s. Mine. This should show that.” he growled, each word punctuated by another bite before he sucked harshly, leaving a bruise right between your shoulder and neck.

Taylor:

Tears welled in Taylor’s eyes as she dragged the reader into the bathroom stall. “Why won’t you pay attention to me?” Her voice was soft but laced with desperation. She pressed her lips against theirs, biting gently but insistently along their jawline and neck. With each mark she left, her voice grew more frantic. “Will this get me attention? Please?”

Aiden:

Aiden’s hands were firm as he guided the reader into the stall, his expression unreadable. “I can’t stand it when you ignore me” he said quietly, his lips brushing against theirs in a slow, calculated kiss. The bites came next, precise and deliberate, marking their skin, his fingers tracing the bruises he’d left behind.

Ben:

Ben’s laughter was low and almost playful as he pulled the reader into the bathroom stall. His kisses were anything but light. His teeth grazed their neck, leaving dark marks that he admired with a fiery passion in his eyes. Even through his silence, they should know they’re his anyway.

Logan:

Logan’s grip was shy but firm as he guided the reader into the stall, locking the door behind him. “Why can't you just understand that you're mine..?” he said softly, his lips brushing theirs before moving to their neck. His bites were slow, methodical, leaving bruises that he inspected with satisfaction.


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7 months ago

ICYPOP POST A SBG X READER 😭😭😭😭😭😭😨😨😨😨😨AND ALL MY PASSWORDS TO MY ACCOUNTS ARE YOU'RE😨😨😨😭😭😭😭😭😭

AHHH NO DONT DO THAT ITS OKAY!!!!!

I promise im trying!!! Im gonna get some fics out tonight but I also have some extra announcements coming and I'm working on fixing my masterlists and organizing so everything isn't as messy as my brain

I love you guys, I SWEAR I'LL FEED YOU GUYS <3

-Writer Icy<3


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