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Yan!Sukuna Headcanons (^_^)v
a/n: me when the me when the cutie, this was a bit inspired by black forest cookie's backstory
cw : slight gore (eyes), bad family, tell me if I missed anything!
ship: sukuna x offering!gn!reader
yan!sukuna who's tired of the same festival over and over again...yes it brings him gold and fortune that is basically a bribe so that he doesn't destroy this village. Another gold piece he'll never wear and another...
yan!sukuna who's a bit confused by who's kneeling in front of him right now. your parents(?) are raving about how you'll be a perfect spouse—servant—anything, anything he wants. you don't seem all that disturbed, just looking at him with those big eyes...looking at him like he just created the universe.
he accepts the offering- you - mostly because of confusion and curiosity. he doesn't really know what do with you. he sends you to help Uraume with tasks, you make a mean tempura that even he bothers eating. he's never had many companions as a cursed spirit except for uraume, especially a non sorcerer, you claim your parents never taught you how.
yan!sukuna who grows fonder as you spend time with him. when he's destroying another village that doesn't quite please him, he let's you stray to the pretty flowers (not too far though, you're still his). uraume also seems to..tolerate you? you can't tell, they gave you a lot of cooking lessons though!
yan!sukuna who keeps...staying close to you. one of his lower arms is always there, lingering on your hip. the only time it's not is when you could possibly be in danger. he likes how your eyes always look away almost as if it's a sin.
he likes giving you the eyes of the most 'fair' person in the village. they're never as fair. never as beautiful.
"My spirit..do you see how I cannot compare your beauty to anyone else?"
yes this is a wee bit ooc but listen!!!!!!!
*slight NSFW?
Concubus reader in jjk save me... Concubus reader in jjk save me...
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thinking of yandere L...
he's always busy yet manages to make time for you, because you're just as important (maybe a little less) than his daily dose of sugar. he makes you listen to his rants, something about a criminal that you tuned out moments ago because L said 4 'buts' in the span of a minute.
he probably stalked you before you even knew about him. knowing the full layout to your house and the easy access of your porch, you really make him worried y'know? the door is too easy to lockpick, do you want to get kidnapped??? :( you're hurting his feelings.
he orchestrates little bump ins with each other, no matter what you just keep seeing him at the same places as you! it's not like he didn't spend the day checking the cameras around you just to predict your movement hahahaha that's crazy dude. you're crazy and you shouldn't question him!!!
most definitely swiped stuff from your apartment. all those shirts you thought were going to the thrift store? wrong, they're over at his house now, which is just as good because he's repurposing!
Welcome ♡
Introduction!
I'm Mikael! I'm 20 and like writing, pokemon, and drawing!
I'm not the most active writer so please bear with me... I lose motivation quickly...(_ _;)
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Superhero x Lackey!Reader ^_^
a/n: n/a
CW: light menton of stalking, candid photo, Aurel is literally Tamaki Suoh if he was a hero, blackmail, mention of reader trying to shoot Aurel, gn!reader
type: 2 part
credit: @sweetparty for top divider
word count: 578
"So…where's your boss's lair?" Aurel Bohm, defender of Citron City, gives you a taunting smile as he sees your surprised face. Never once you thought your secret identity would be known, especially by the hero you had to hide from a bit more than you wanted. But now you're here, with Aurel blocking your way to your next lesson, bugging you for answers.
"I don't know what you're talking about." You defend yourself, backing away as you hold on tight to your bag. "Do you always accuse citizens like this?" You asked.
You don't have to lie," Aurel says. He pulled out a photo of you from his pocket. You were carrying the same equipment his enemy used the day after. "This is you right? I know everyone, y'know, superheroes are super bonded to their city they just have to know everybody." Aurel gives an unrequested rant.
"That doesn't even look like me!" You lied. It definitely looked like you. You were still with your backpack with very flashy, recognizable pins! How did he even get the picture? It was the dead of night and it was in a discreet alley where no one even knew about! Are you seriously about to get arrested, or worse, executed for being an accomplice, when you're getting your degree?!
"I'm not gonna punish ya or anything…" Aurel sighed. He was stalking making sure you were safe and just happened to see you delivering supplies to his arch nemesis! He ain't mad at you, he's proud! His darling is actually smart and helping the villain in return to pay their tuition? He just loves your brain! "I have a moral code, y'know?"
"Does your moral code include being blind?" You say. "Look- I don't know what sick game you're playing but I need to get to class."
Aurel sighs again, he should've known you'd be stubborn. "I'm not tellin' the cops," He says, though it barely comforts you. "Buuut.... I'll keep your identity secret if you go on an itty, bitty date with me."
"What?!" You exclaim. You're being blackmailed—by the hero. Ironic. It's starting to be hard not to turn yourself in to the police. "I thought heroes didn't blackmail innocent citizens."
"But you're not innocent," Aurel points out. "But I guess if you want the police to know you've been helping the chaos around this city I can—"
"No," You interrupt. Being dead or arrested would seriously delay your degree. "What kinda date?" There's no way in hell you're going somewhere private for this creep's date! What if he actually kills you for interfering with his plans? You've seen once or twice how he acts with some minor villains! Mostly because you were near the area and he didn't want you hurt but we don't talk about that hahaha
"Dinner date," He responds. "I must warn you though the mask stays on, can't have you spilling my identity to your boss, though I am flattered you wanted to see my face, for I am thedefenderofcitroncitythemostamazingherotoeverexistanddefinitelymosthandsometoo-"
"Stop...just stop," You mutter, thinking you've definitely lost a few braincells. "I'll go, but you will never bother me again after this." At least you can try and fake a persona so you seem innocent and off the suspect list atleast.
"Wonderful decision," Aurel says. He's trying so hard not to fall on the floor and roll over with girlish giggles that you said yes. To just spill all the things he loves about you like how cute you look when you try to shoot him, or when you chained him up that one time! He never felt so flustered! "It's all my treat, and I'll even pick you up myself."
Of course you just had to attract the attention of the most annoying hero of all time. Who is making lovey-dovey eyes at you right now. Who, unknowingly to you, takes the same classes as you (you're in different majors but he can pull strings). Of course. Just your luck when you want to be a little evil but still want a degree.
hope you enjoyed <3!
I hope I am not too late. Can I please get a Genere HCs for Yandere Toge Inumaki with a Mute reader
Yan!Toge Inumaki!!
a/n: please tell me if I got anything wrong!
tags: gn!reader, mute!reader, yandere inumaki
CW: inumaki kills someone (not graphic, it was a heart attack). Stalking, inumaki snoops through reader's room without consent.
type: generic headcanons
credits: sweetparty
yan!inumaki sympathizes with your struggle. Though not the same, he has limited speaking too. It's hard not being able to communicate properly, especially when talking is a basic human necessity. He's very caring towards you, he feels even more connected to you due to your struggle and is always willing to go to any mission that you need a second person to go with.
yan!inumaki enjoys taking walks, just walks. Maybe a trip to the aquarium. There's no need to say anything, one because you can't and two because he only speaks in rice ball ingredients. He enjoys the quiet that comes with being with you, he feels that there isn't even words to describe how beautiful you are. When you first joined Jujutsu High all he could muster was a dreamy "Kelp…". The man is infatuated! Let him be!!
yan!inumaki has definitely killed for you, cursed spirits are one thing, but he has gone behind Gojo's back to kill someone who has gotten too close for you. He cornered them to an alley, the person was a non-sorcerer, a weakling. Therefore, all he needed to say was, "Die". And it was classified as a heart attack, no trace back to him ever.
yan!inumaki has done plenty of stalking and snooping too. The word unlock is pretty useful, considering you always lock your door (why are you making it so inconvenient? do you want him to harm himself while using his cursed technique?). He's looked at whatever you decorated the place with, taking notes, snooping through any drawers, any piece of your DNA.
Yan!rockstar!! (^·^)
a/n: N/A!
tags: hacking into socials, popstar!gn!reader, yan!rockstar is a slight creep,
word count: 334!
Prologue: You're the lead singer of a band called Sweet Sweet Sugar! You and the other members' goal is to uplift people's moods with songs that talk about the sweet things in life.
yan!rockstar loves the music you and your band composed, all the talks about how life is sweet and life is amazing really gave him inspiration to write more albums! what do you mean him writing death metal and deep topics while he listens to your band wouldn't work?
yan!rockstar is your biggest fan! screw your band! the only thing he loves is you and your angelic voice! he has all kinds of merch, your limited edition lightsticks, signed pictures, and even merch he had to physically and verbally fight for!
yan!rockstar went to college and got a degree in computer engineering. He knows all your social media's passwords, scrolling through your unposted images, you look so cute with that color pallet! you should post it!
yan!rockstar is extremely sweaty when you decide to do a meet and greet. (oh? your other band members are there? he didn't see.) when you reach out your hand, talk to him so polite, seeing your pearly whites shine so bright, he's convinced you're a god. wait--you recognize him?? his jaw is wide open, baffled when you said you adored him and looked up to him!
yan!rockstar slid into your dms the moment you gave him your number. saying how he'd love to go to this bakery with you sometimes, and how he'd give you a ticket to his concert after you're done with yours.
yan!rockstar begged your manager to do a collab, like full on hands and knees begging. It also included a little bribing, and what manager wouldn't accept? He wrote sheets and sheets of music that he could sing with you you and your band members.
yan!rockstar stood by your side the entire time, acting like a fan who got to be a bodyguard for their idol. he barely paid mind to the other members, only giving slight nods or a bored hum.
yan!rockstar can't wait to have you!
Yan!itadori and Yan!megumi!! ☆⌒(＞。≪)
a/n: I had so much fun writing this lol!! yuuji my bby!!!
CW/Tags: platonic yandere, gn!reader, nonsorcerer!reader, stalker!yuuji, stalker!megumi, candid photos, breaking and entering, Megumi, Yuuji, and reader are friends,
Word Count: 1302
…click…
Yuuji glanced at his camera, admiring your beauty, you looked so pure, even in your sleep. He was so lucky that there was a tree and a window right in view of your bedroom, it felt like your house was just asking for Itadori to take pictures.
"Did you get a good one?" Asked Megumi, now climbing down the tree branches to get on Yuuji's branch. He wasn't really fond of stakeouts like this, honestly why bother when he can just send the dogs to watch you? It's not worth the risk of falling and breaking something.
"Yup! I think this is the best one yet!" Itadori beamed as he shoved the camera in Fushiguro's face, a sound asleep, peaceful you appearing in the tiny screen. You were beautiful, no wonder you capture both of their attention. The black haired sorcerer's eyes softened at the picture, his heart throbbing with love.
"Well, then our 'mission' here is over, let's go back to the dorms. I don't want Gojo catching our ass being stalkers." Megumi grunted, grabbing Itadori's hoodie, he didn't want you to catch on either. Hearing too many rustles of the tree could lead to suspicion from the neighbors too. Too risky.
"Nooo—let's enter Y/N's houuuse!!" Yuuji whined, grasping onto the camera as he looked at Megumi with pleading eyes.
"Are you crazy?!" Fushiguro berated in response, he already had swiped some meaningless things that though didn't matter to you, mattered the world to him. One of your shirts, a hair clip, a filled notebook you had for the past 3 years or so. The boy didn't need breaking into your house, you just needed to turn your back! "There's no way we're going to break into Y/N's house—"
pick…pick…
Fushiguro grumbled curses at Itadori as he tried his best to unlock your front door, his eyes squinting at the lock, trying to see if he's doing it right. "I swear to god if we get caught…"
As soon as Megumi said that, the door unlocked. Seriously, is the writer playing games with him right now (yes, yes i am)?! He peeked at the dark place, trying his best to make the door not screech with creaking. They were both very familiar with your house, lounging around it everytime they can. You weren't a sorcerer, so you thought that Megumi's dogs symbol thingy or the way they don't really open up about their jobs was just a weird quirk of theirs.
Yuuji inhaled the scent of your house. The candle you lit a few hours ago, the dinner you cooked, and your scent. He loved your smell, whenever he gave you a bear hug he sniffed your hair, what a sacred scent. He toyed with all kinds of clutter, ignoring the fact he was supposed to be quiet.
"If you make another sound, I'll kill you. And when you somehow get brought back to life I'll kill you again." Megumi threatened lectured Yuuji, grabbing his hoodie again. He stared at the pink haired boy with piercing eyes. But deep down, he was afraid that if he got caught, he'd lose you forever.
Then, the bedroom. The domain (pun completely intended) that you resided in. Laid in a deep sleep after another day of studying. You looked like royalty in a coma, waiting for your princes to save you. Yuuji peeked over, shadowing your presence. Oh to kiss those pretty little lips and wake you.
Megumi felt that you sleeping was less than a fairytale. It was a necessity. He didn't want his darling to have bags under your eyes. To have you get behind your classes due to your lack of rest. Still, just like Yuuji, he was mesmerized by how you retained your beauty in your slumber.
You'd soon be theirs, they'll be your princes. The princes that will worship you like you're more than royalty.
Can you please do Yandere Gojo where his darling accidentally finds his stalker wall where he has all his pictures of them
of course! ty for requesting, enjoy!
Black Roses, in the Middle of an Altar.
a/n: idk why almost everything I write about somehow has coffee in it, I don't even like it lol
type: yandere oneshot
cw: worship (towards reader), gn!reader, yan!satoru, stalking, candid photos, knocking out (towards reader), creepiness, delusional!satoru
word count: 637
Satoru hummed your favorite song as he placed the plastic bottle you drank from in the shrine, another sacred item you bestowed your DNA on. He couldn't be any happier to have another thing you had the honor to bless him with this! Well, not really, he took it from the trashcan after you threw it away. A photo of you, the best one, was right in the middle, shining away all of the other pictures, and a table for everything Satoru is lucky to get his hands on. Napkins, empty water bottles, your mug (which he drinks from everyday), and a shirt he stole from your closet!
Oh, how he wished to see you smile at him. To see your pearly whites beam at him, he's sure he'd melt. Yet you're just another citizen, one who barely knows who he is. But that's alright for Satoru! You can just know him as "the-white-haired-dude-who-seems-to-love-and-do-everything-that-you-like"! He'll be fine with that either way. Little by little, Gojo will have you.
"I'm surprised you know this café, Gojo!" You chirped in delight, holding a fragrant coffee. How did Gojo know this was your favorite coffee shop? It wasn't well-known, only locals and curious tourists who looked further than famous crowded places. It was probably just pure luck...
"I just saw it and I immediately knew you'd like it. I had no idea you even knew of this place!" Satoru lied, his tone slightly straining, annoyed that you two were still in last-name basis. Has he not done enough? Has he not been taking you in enough dates hangouts? Oh well. He drowned his lips in affogato, the bittersweet filling just the right amount of sugar and caffeine in his heart. "Say, how about you visit my house? I have a limited edition brew of the coffee you're drinking right now. I have enough to make a batch for the both of us." He'd been drinking it regularly, thinking it'd bloom the roots of your soon-to-be relationship.
"I'd love to!" You agreed, thinking this was just another attempt that Gojo was making to get you to hang out with him longer. Not that you didn't mind the clinginess, you just never saw someone so interested in hanging out with you for so long (no shade!!).
Before you knew it, you were sitting in a dining table, laughing it up with the strongest with fresh brew. Black roses sat in the middle of the table, though it didn't fit the aesthetic, why would there be gothic looks in a clean modern house? Maybe it's just a preference. You shouldn't be so judgy.
"I need to go to the bathroom, do you mind telling me where it is?" You asked, putting down your coffee.
"Of course, it's just right down the hall." Satoru vaguely waved to the direction.
It felt like a completely different aura in the hallway, creepy, cold. Like everything in your body was telling not to, your legs felt the need to run away, but you marched on. The floor creaked, it was quiet, endless. This must be the door, right? It's the only one you can really think is for a bathroom. You open the door.
You're sleeping. You're working. You're eating. All these memories should only be kept to yourself, you lived alone. But you're right here, in all these photos. And those same dreaded roses that look like the night sky itself in the midst of an altar. Dedicated to you. To show worship towards you.
Satoru. Has. Been. Stalking. You-
"So you found it." He mutters with disappointment, you don't dare look back. He wasn't dumb, he knew where you stumbled upon the moment you entered the room. He has the six eyes after all. "That's alright, I'll be something more to you."
Goodnight, Y/N.
Hello First timer here , May I humbly request for Yandere Nanami Kento wherein their SO tries to escape but they are very sick so they barely went far.
of course! thank you for your request!
Overtime.
a/n: sorry this was short, I don't know how to write nanami well
cw: sick!gn!reader, kidnapping, tying up, escape, yan!nanami
word count: 321
What a pain, Nanami thought as he walked the forest with little to no concern, he knew you weren't going far, not when your bones betray you every chance they get. You had far less stamina than him, not to mention you weren't even a sorcerer, you probably thought you outsmarted him for escaping when he's at work. How stupid.
Your feet felt like they were going to crush, your lungs barely capable of keeping up with the amount of oxygen you needed. No, get away. Even if you cough up blood, it's better than being with that monster. You still remember when your life was stripped away of freedom, when that blonde man you thought was rather odd knocked you out in a fell swoop.
Crack.
Thud.
No. No. No. No. Get up, was what your brain told your muscles, to get up and reach the city. Crawl. Your hands gripped the grass, dragging yourself in the dark forest. You can't let your life be wasted like this, to be some weirdo's (not really, he treats you like royalty and respects your space) darling. The city lights are so bright. So, so comforting.
"There you are." Nanami muttered behind you, you looked back. You were barely close to escaping, the city's lights were just false hope.
You kick, you scream, your eyes almost tearing up with denial that he found you. That your plan was shattered in mere seconds, your legs felt like bricks, bricks that weighed tons.
"Stop moving so much, you're gonna get worse." The blonde chided, easily picking you up by the scruff of your shirt, like you were nothing but a simple nuisance to be dealt with.
"Open wide." You did the opposite, refusing to eat the curry rice that looked so delicious. "You're not gonna be able to escape if you don't eat. If you do, I'll let you out of the cuffs." He bargained, offering a spoonful of curry into your mouth. Reluctantly, you ate.
Nanami didn't need your reassurance though, all he needed was for your body to betray itself once again. It was a two-on-one here.
Yan!Satoru and Yan!Suguru Pt2!! (｡’▽’｡)♡
A/N: I plan on making a recent gojo and geto hc or fic, and then maybe a fic of the yan teen sillies!
CW: barista!nonsorcerer!gn!reader, murder, creepiness
word count: 491
Yan!satoru who became a regular (and by regular i mean coming back everytime you had your shift) at the cafe you work at, nagging to take an early break so he gets to ask you all about your day. Yaga is on his ass everytime he makes a detour from his mission if it's near the cafe, but to him, it's just a cursed spirit, why can't he just take a peek on how you're doing? He'll keep up the line to blabber how jujutsu high is just too mean on him and that he doesn't deserve the mistreatment, which often leads you into pushing him out of the way. (Which is fine by him, anything is fine if you're doing it.)
Yan!suguru who isn't fond of coffee, but sucking it up because it's you we're talking about. If you're making his coffee, it's the sweetest thing ever, even if it's pure black coffee. If he's having a bad day, a simple latte you made yourself makes it the brightest day ever. He'll ask about your day and subtly persuade you to go on a date (to him, atleast) after your shift is over. What a smooth talker. Geto is also a great listener, if you're ranting to him on your break about how nagging these customers are or how you got a burn from a customer spilling coffee, he won't try to shut you up.
Yan!SatoSugu who goes shopping with you after your shift, making you try on all kinds of luxuries, all kinds of jewelry, everything. They stop by some stores with house decor too, if you like it, they'll buy it, one for you, two for them. You ask if they liked it too, they just shrug and say it feels special to them.
Yan!SatoSugu who have practically a makeshift shrine of momentos and anything you like or has your dna (Suguru got his hands on the pencil you chewed on before Gojo, Satoru is still mad at him.), with pictures of you all together, or photos of you sleeping, everything you do is cherished with love and admiration.
Yan!SatoSugu who refuse to let you near an area that they're in a mission on. Oh, this is your apartment? Too bad, cursed spirit, you can't get killed. Satoru will whine and try to get you to live in the dorms, not like Yaga would let him anyways. But it's much safer than your apartment, think of all the cursed spirits crawling there!
Yan!SatoSugu who don't let anyone get close to you, either they go missing or cutting contact with you, your friendships never last long. They're the only friends you need, why be friends with everyone else? Not to mention those people could be trying to get their way close to them, to make them let their guard down just to stab them in the back. Don't you care about their protection??
Yan!Patron!! ♡＾▽＾♡
A/N: I'll be making a masterlist and introduction soon! (˘³˘)♡
CW: gn!artist!reader, manipulation, stalking, candid photos, indebt!struggling!reader, kidnapping, murder, torture, handcuffing, and slight manipulation.
word count: 510!!
Yan!patron who commissions you weekly for a new piece of art every week or so. Either stating that it's to impress some rich folks or just to display around his mansion(s). No piece goes unanalyzed, he'll inspect the type of paint you use, how thick or thin the strokes were, the way you painted every detail with him in mind, all so adorable.
Yan!patron who is actually a really important figure in political and economical business. Not that he'd ever tell you, he uses a pen name whenever he contacts, though whoever is delivering your new piece actually has to deliver to his door. Even going as far as to order the delivery guy to wear gloves so their fingerprints don't ruin your precious work.
Yan!patron who has a whole room dedicated to you and your art, yes, you too. Candid photos he took of you painting and doing everyday things, it's not his fault he just happened to have a spare mansion coincidentally built recently near your lowly apartment! His favorite one (which is you looking like an angel while sleeping) is framed in old Amazon wood he gained at an auction.
Yan!patron who pays you more than your commissions ask for, but he takes so much pity on you! You're a struggling artist trying to balance bills, deadlines, and college debt! Why can't you let him spoil you?? (And in spoiling means little by little making you feel like you owe him something)
Yan!patron who only wants the best for you, which is why he kidnapped you. Look, he has hitmans on him all the time! What happens if people found out you were valuable to him? They could harm you!! He made sure that the basement is cleaned and there's to be no speck of dust to be found, following with a lavish bed and wardrobe (some which are from your own, and some that are Yan!patron's choice) that could be your old bedroom based on size. Not to mention your favorite flowers, a bathroom, and a pile of welcome gifts!
Yan!patron who treats you like glass, carefully stroking your red, tear stained cheeks like you also were a piece of art. So the saying that the artist was as beautiful as their art was true after all. Not to worry, you'll be out of your binds soon, just as soon as he finds you not wanting to escape.
Yan!patron who still makes you paint, having plenty of canvases and rich paints. Oil, acrylic, water colors, pastels, any you could imagine. He likes the self portraits you make for him, he'll have a room dedicated to those soon.
Yan!patron whose maids go missing after they say something distasteful or even go as far touch touch your art, how dare they? Can't they see your art surpasses the great mona lisa itself? Don't worry, they're not in the basement with you, isn't it great that Yan!patron has a Victorian mansion WITH a torture chamber? What a bargain!
Yan!Satoru and Yan!Suguru!! (>ω<)
A/N: reqs are open!!
CW: Overbearingness, stalking, lying, gn!reader, murder
Word count: 450
Yan!Satoru who is overbearing towards you all the time, sorcerer or not, you're his (not really responsible for) responsibility! He's the strongest, not the wisest, and the most handsome! Why do you want to listen to someone that isn't him?? Satoru is always sticking his nose where it isn't supposed to be! Your house is going to be inspected by the inch (to know your interests and more about you), your wardrobe is going to be judged thoroughly, just in case you need an entire new one.
Yan!Suguru who, though not as overbearing as Satoru, still seems to be everywhere. You're going to the grocery shop to help your mom? No worries, he can help you carry everything, no need to hurt your precious fingers with those heavy plastic bags. You're planning to travel to [insert random place in japan], that place is crawling with cursed spirits (no, it isn't)! Let him go with you! But like Satoru, Geto will be inspecting everything you like or not, even keeping a prized list for events he can give you a gift on.
Yan!SatoSugu who have some kind of love rivalry, it's not one where they hate each other, just an one upping competition or a 'who can find more stuff about Y/N than the other' competition. (it was a tie, they're both stalkers.) They also both spoil you to no end, their jobs as sorcerers pay them well, and who else to be their reason to blow money off their wallets? Clothes, expensive dinners, gifts, anything you could imagine.
Yan!SatoSugu who intimidates anyone who even tries to start any relationship with you. Who wouldn't be intimidated by a sorcerer who is quite literally the honored one, and the other who can somewhat par with said honored one? With non-sorcerers, though, it'd be a little more difficult. No worries! Even if they continue because they aren't intimidated by some teens in weird uniforms, Satoru's and Suguru's powers aren't for show! Though, they won't deal with them if you're there, no need for you to see the grotesque form as what Satoru calls them; 'unwanted attention seeker' took!
Yan!SatoSugu who met you at their favorite cafe, seeing your warm smile greet them when the doorbell rang. Honestly they felt like they were in a J-Drama Romance! And how you recognized them when they visited again (who wouldn't with Satoru's blue eyes that stare into your soul are…beautiful?), they never felt butterflies in their chest like this. Satoru finally got the courage to ask for your number after 10 minutes of processing with Suguru, which you happily gave. And that's practically how the friendship (on your end) started.
Yan!gamer!! (≧∇≦)
A/N: this is my first yandere headcanons! my requests are open for now! also sorry this isn't tooo yandere! (^_-)☆
CW: creep!gamer, gamecharacter!gn!reader, suggestive content
word count: 224!!
Yan!gamer whose own reason he's not homeless because his parents own the apartment he lives in! He's a complete nerd who spends all his time playing "Pudding Adventure", a niche rpg game with tons of gacha characters, including you.
Yan!gamer who spends all his money from his fast food job and the allowance his parents give him to you, best armor, best weapons, he pulls for you every time you come into the gacha, even if he already has everything you need maxed out.
Yan!gamer who has all your merch! Fan service figurines, real shirts, art he commissioned himself, some…other art he commissioned himself, and a bodypillow! Isn't he so thoughtful?
Yan!gamer who gets isekai'd by truck-kun and ends up in your game, with you waking him up for another adventure. He's shocked, you look so real, you even have the armor he recently bought for you! And when you ask if everything's alright, he sort of realized he can't explain everything, make you self aware, and you possibly having an existential crisis.
Yan!gamer is never leaving your side now, you don't need to fight bosses and get hurt! You have him now, and he's overpowered! Not to mention, he can't look away and find some other character trying to court you! (Not that they can, he's just paranoid.)
Sorry that this was short! I've got writer's block for a while, more will be coming soon!
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Sometimes, I want to be issued an apology that I’m going to refuse anyway. I’m glad you recognize that what you did hurt me, that doesn’t mean I forgive you. That apology doesn’t fix anything, I want you to do better. To BE better. A failure in deliverance makes me feel like you don’t know how you affected me, or you don’t care. And I’m not sure which is worse.