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requested by some degenerates over-yonder in that hellhole of a discord server, hcs on yandere!cloud strife from ff7 as a some kind of hybrid-monster. i don’t fucking know, i’m just a writer here. —@monstrouslyobsessed

tw: body changes/transformation, kidnapping, confinement, Stockholm syndrome, monster/inhuman p3nis

》he was one of many victims of dr. hojou’s very messed up experiments —it wasn’t obvious at first, cloud looked very human, just superpowered —hell, even he didn’t see anything out of ordinary even though he couldn’t recall what normal was supposed to feel like —changes came slowly, perhaps over the course of several years —he never told anyone though

》until you, that is —you were a sweet thing, a saint putting up with his strange moments —without too many questions, you opened up your home to him when he needed a quiet place to hide and to brood —…that, was a mistake

》when changes became very obvious…he disappeared —no one know where he went —even expert trackers hadn’t been able to find him —but oh, you knew where he went —moaning and writhing in your basement, sweating bullets and his skin whitening, all the while he was begging you for your silence —you so wanted to get him a doctor —but…could a doctor even help him with that…illness? —the illness where his skin was changing and his face…morphing? his teeth sharpening? nails curving into talons as his hands thickened alongside his entire body?

》what was wrong with him? —after several days of trying your best to help, your resolution reached to its final head —you’re going to call for help —you couldn’t help him anymore, there were nothing else you could do for him —and as if he knew what you were intending to do, to betray your promise of silence, he materialized behind you and shattered your phone into tiny pieces —cloud…no longer looked human

》you had no chance to scream when he pressed a sensitive spot in your neck and all things went black —you woke up in a very unfamiliar place —a dusty room, with obvious hurried attempts of cleaning, swipes of claws jarring scars in the walls and gorges into the floor

》“i won’t hurt you” —cloud promised, with that faraway look in his strange eyes, when you found him waiting, hunching in a darkened corner —his eyes glowed, but not from mako, but from something else entirely—from his newfound nature as a predator

》you were too scared to scream, your heart beating like an alarmed rabbit — “why?” you asked

》he shrugged and never told you an answer —he never did

》the truth is, he always felt so…wrong —but with you, he felt right and at peace with himself

not sfw headcanons under the cut.

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omgg can you do something with yandere viktor hargreeves with a girly reader? like the reader loves skirts and dresses and viktor thinks it's so adorable how sweet and innocent like it is? is that fine with you

note: omg this is my first request so ignore the screaming inside state of mind i'm in rn... anyway! i loveeeee this idea and it's fine by me, hope you like it lovely anon. <3

viktor's life was filled with chaos since the first day, from his dad shitty parental ways to his brothers fighting just to see who gets the first sip of coffee in the morning. he thought this was his life, his without-purpose life.

until he found you.

he remembers that day as the day he started to thank the universe.

he was shopping with diego and luther, both of his brothers wanting to help him choose some comfortable clothes since they couldn't find anything else to do. at first he was tired (mentally and physically), he didn't want to come and endure their endless bickering and just as he was about to step in luther's speech of black not being the best of colors, his eyes caught a glimpse of your pink skirt.

it was the most... pink clothing he has ever seen.

taking two steps back to see your figure clearly, he swears he could feel the shine in his eyes as he saw you.

you were wearing a soft pink outfit, as if you walked straight out of a barbie magazine, your small smile brighter than the lipgloss in your lips, your manicured hands touching the fabric of a dress that caught your attention; oblivious to the hargreeves sibling stare.

“ hey! ” two voices scream behind him, making viktor slightly jump and raise a fist as a mechanism of defense, turning his head.

“ jesus christ! ” he exclaims with an annoyed glare, now lowering his hand, almost angry that the sight of you disappeared as both of them walked in front of him.

“ we just asked, five times, ” diego holds his hand with five fingers as an emphasis “, your opinion in this shirt and you ignored us- did an emo jacket stole your attention or what? ” diego, more annoyed than viktor, asks with his usual big brother tone; reminding him that time ben called him an emo.

“ n-no, i just got distracted, that's all, no big deal. ” first mistake, never say you got distracted to any of the hargreeves, they will ask—.

“ by what? ” luther asks, putting down a jacket as he looks at viktor; now curious.

viktor just shrugs, now looking at the shirts displayed next to him.

“... by who? ” diego then asks.

viktor looks at him for two seconds. second mistake, corporal language is diego's favorite thing.

“ no way! ” diego screams, getting two close customers attention, viktor now shushing him.

“ wait, i don't get it. ” oblivious luther says with an exasperated look, diego looking around while viktor tries to hide both of them (as if that could be possible).

“ stop, shut up! it's nothing, let's just go- please, please. ” viktor begs, thinking if his dignity is still valuable with the thought of getting in his knees to pray to whoever is up there to have mercy on him.

“ tell me, come on, i won't say anything. ” diego says in a whisper, as if luther wasn't there - who still is clueless.

“ if i tell you, will you stop? ” viktor asks, looking directly at diego's eyes.

“ okay. ”

“ i got distracted by the girl behind me, no big deal, just thought- ”

viktor didn't have time to think of an excuse as diego walks straight to you, being the only girl in the store helped, a triumphant smile in his face.

“ hey, what's up? i'm diego. ” diego says, 'softly', to you.

you raise your head, a surprised glint in your eyes, a beautiful smile now covering your face.

“ hi, i'm y/n! ” you exclaim, clearly excited of meeting new people, your dresses hanging from your arm.

diego has to take a moment, he now understands why viktor got so distracted.

“ hey, so, my brother, ” he points to viktor, who just looks at luther, clearly distressed, his hands grabbing his hair. “ thinks you're beautiful and wants to date you... i think, but he definitely thinks you're beautiful. ”

you're still looking at both of the men behind diego, watching how a tall, buff man tries to calm his brother. tilting your head you giggle, clearly amused.

“ oh well, i'd like to, he seems cute so yeah! ”

“ great. — hey viktor! ” diego then screams, making you slightly jump, hugging your dresses.

viktor turns around, diego calls him over again, making his way to the both of you as he did not want to leave you alone with diego; the sight of him so close to you making him want to stop being the pacifist of the family.

“ hey, i'm sorry, whatever he told you is just- well, we are just- ”

“ she said yes. ” that interrupts viktor rambling, who now frowns in confusion, staring at diego.

“ y-yes to what? ”

“ our date. ” you softly say, gaining viktor's attention once again; who 'dumbly' smiles at you with a starstruck look.

“ o-our date? ” he stutters again, making you giggle, nodding your head while walking a little closer to him.

luther slowly made their way to the three of you, taking diego by the collar of his shirt to give a bit of privacy to their brother, while thinking of a way to scold him for intruding in viktor's love life (even if he would've done the same).

“ you're so cute. ” you say, now feeling a bit nervous at seeing how good looking he was, now that you looked closer, your fingers playing with the fabric of the dresses you were carrying. “ when's the date? — oh! you know, i know a very good café- it's a cat café! you can hug cats! and they're clean so you don't have to worry about higiene or that. ” you start talking excitedly about the place, viktor's gaze just full of love and affection as he hears everything you say, both of you oblivious to the beautiful moments that were going to follow.

️️ ️️️️️️️️️꙳ ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ׂ ۪ ٞ ּ ໋ ݂ ﹢𓄹 ִ ׂ 𝅄 ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ࣪ ✿ ۪ ٞ ּ 𝅄ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ׂ ۪ ٞ ּ ໋ ݂ ﹢𓄹 ִ ׂ 𝅄 ꙳

a few weeks forwards to that moment, viktor smiles as he watches you model some skirts a friend gifted you; one of the now few friends you had, your boyfriend advising the type of people you should befriend (him and his family) and you listened to him, of course! he is your boyfriend and he wants the best for you.

“ so? ” you ask with a smile in your face, your back facing a big mirror, viktor sitting in your soft bed while holding a teddy bear you had.

“ you look beautiful. ” he says, blinking a few times just to make sure you're not a figment of his imagination.

you pout, making viktor worry he said the wrong thing.

“ vik, you said that already! ” you stomp your feet, a somewhat relieved sigh leaves viktor lips as he stands up, leaving mr. fluff in your bed.

“ i mean, what else can i say? you look cute, perfect, so so so pretty, my beautiful baby. ” he compliments you to no end, knowing you just want all his attention, holding your face to plant a kiss in your pouting lips who now turns into a shy smile.

“ and? ” you ask as you bring your hands behind your back, blinking a few times looking at the ceiling of your room, making viktor laugh at how adorable you looked.

“ and i love you so much. ” he says, almost in a whisper, his smile never leaving his face.

“ hmph, i knooow. ” you say in a 'singsong' voice, giggling as viktor tickles you a bit. “ okay, okay! i love you too- a lot, a bunch, muah! ” finishing your sentence with a kiss.

viktor stands there, in the middle of your room, you leaving to change in the bathroom, for a few seconds he laughs as he falls to your bed; bouncing a bit, with mr. fluff falling next to him.

“ cute, isn't she? ” he asks to the plushie as if it were to answer him, staring at the ceiling with a dumb smile in his lips.

️️ ️️️️️️️️️꙳ ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ׂ ۪ ٞ ּ ໋ ݂ ﹢𓄹 ִ ׂ 𝅄 ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ࣪ ✿ ۪ ٞ ּ 𝅄ᡃ. ۪ ࣪ 𖦹 ֑ ׂ ۪ ٞ ּ ໋ ݂ ﹢𓄹 ִ ׂ 𝅄 ꙳

you and viktor walked hand in hand through the big store, his other arm occupied by a few bags from other stores you visited.

“ oh, what about this one? ” you excitedly point to a flower decorated dress, the white cloth soft at touch, making you smile as you grabbed it and threw it to the small cart next to the both of you.

“ and this one! no- wait, that one! no, i know! ” viktor just, once again, smiles at you. the dress you were wearing moving like the waves of the ocean, making your silhouette more graceful as you walked to every section of the store that caught your attention, viktor following right behind you.

viktor was never a fan of shopping, it made him more confused than anything, but for you he was the biggest enthusiast. watching you choose every dress, skirt, top, blouse, sweater was almost like watching someone do a magic trick.

in his defense, he is so in love with you that everything you do seems amazing to him (who - almost - ended the world twice, traveled in time and had an alien for a father).

he is so in love with you that he took you shopping so you didn't think of him looking through your phone while you shower, asking you who the hell was 'alan' or... any other male contact that wasn't him.

he is so in love with you that he takes you to dinner, excusing him to the bathroom, moments later appearing to you with a bright smile as he grabs your soft hand to make you pay attention to his tenth declaration of love of the evening; behind you walks a beaten man, his bruised face now scared as he spots viktor, running out of the restaurant before you even acknowledge the surprised gasps of other people around you.

he is so in love with you that he gifted you beautiful white skirts so you can gush about it, looking through the bag, while he grabs some panties from your open drawer hiding them in the pocket of his pants.

he was just, so in love with you.

Things you won't get unless you're a hardcore Batman fan:

- Do the butts match?

- Whelmed

- Nightwing's Butt

- Black hair? Blue eyes? Adopted.

- WHERE IS TIM?!

- Batman's dick. You know which comic I'm talking about

- Fuck Metropolis

- Eating burger with knife and fork

- "Man, Dick is good!"

- BATMAN DOES NOT EAT NACHOS

- (Points at Bruce and Clark) "And there was only one bed" "Oh my god, there was only one bed"

- "I am the GODDAMN Batman"

- They kept their masks on because its "better" that way

- Batman and Superman crying while watching aliens have sex

- That comic about the Joker's boners

- We live in a society

- Holy Musical Batman

- Bamboozled

- The mullet

- Actually, Dick's whole outfit. What the fuck was he thinking?

- Bruce Wayne lives in Batman's attic

- The demon child

- Starfish Robin

- Batman singing

- The Red Hood mask with a nose and mouth

- The Justice League? More like Batman and his bitches

- Bruce Wayne is a boomer. But like, in a cool way

- Adam West having a conversation with himself

- The rainbow suit

- The Snyder Cut

- Nightwing having his ass beat in every movie

- "Hello? Police? My son stole the Batmobile"

- Did Batman kill Joker in the Killing Joke?: The Debate

- BATMAN 👏🏻 DOES 👏🏻 NOT 👏🏻 KILL 👏🏻

- Except for those guys he hanged from the Batplane

- And KGBeast

- And Darkseid

- BUT THAT'S IT

- The myth of the Joker role turning you crazy

- Heath Ledger's scaring Maggie Gyllenhaal for real

- Is Batman a furry?: The Debate

- Every lesbian needs her cousin

- Who is Bruce's favorite Robin?: The Debate

- "The circus. He said it was the circus"

- Bruce being both the best and worst dad

- The fans killing Robin

- Plus the rigged telephone that actually did it

- Damian and his pets

- Duke being the only sane person around

- WHERE IS CARRIE KELLY?!

- The failed wedding

- Trying to guess what Thomas' letter from Flashpoint said

- Does Alfred get paid?: The Debate

- Ok, but Alfred and the rifle

- Bat-Mite

- Damian x Mar'i

- Damian x Raven

- Damian x Maps

- Dick's redhead fetish

- The Annie episode with Tim

- Every batfam member having a Super

- That Birds of Prey song... you know... the one

- Bat Credit Card

- Heart of Ice

- Bat Nipples

- Tim's caffeine addiction

- Tim adding fucking pants to the Robin suit

- "I don't want to be the Batman... anymore"

- Dead Robins Club

- Alfred having his own fanbase

- Only Jason and Alfred know how to cook

- Jason loves bread

- Dick loves cereal

- WHO THE FUCK IS IAN WAYNE?!

- Representation for Damian plz

- We all know Bruce's lovers come down to Selina, Diana or Talia (And Clark)

- The truth behind the Dark Knight hospital scene

- Apparently no Batfam member has finished school

- Tim vs Luthor

- Knowing the origins of every item in the Batcave

- WHERE IS TERRY MCGINNIS?!

- Gotham City Sirens

- "I am a model of mental health!"

- The Bruce Wayne x Batman fanfiction

- Contingency plans for everything

- Your relationships are shorter than Stephanie's career as Robin

- Batman comforting Ace

- And finally, having read the comic where this is from:

Feel free to add more.

1/3 About the Ben B situation. The people he blocked were all WOC who asked him for accountability. Julianne herself is far worse and only bringing the blackface does it no justice. She apologized for that in 2021 (!!) only after The Activist backlash and it was more of a covering her ass letter than apology. She also SUPRISINGLY made lots of POC friends after that but dropped them pretty quickly.

In recent things (2020 till now). She also uses tanned emojis and blocks people when asked to stop, rips off Native American culture and sells it as magical California style remedy, basically has a cult selling dance classes claiming that these dancing moves and positive thinking helped to cure her endometriosis (a very painful incurable diesease). Her whole family is republican, her fater their main man in Utah. Yes, she is close with said father. One of her close friends is a guru known for sexually abusing minors, she loves his fancy vineyard retreats though. Beside that she is plainly stupid and continues her ignorant behavior for years. Only apologizes when called on her behavior, and only does so to cover herself. She's a grifter. Her ex-husband and ex-boyfriend both said that she is just the worst manipulative woman. For desert, have you all seen the video where she had her asshole exorcised in public?

this may seem outlandish.. foolish, even… but i bring you, as an offering, the concept of SCARYASS SUB YANDERES!?!?!?! i’ve had this idea in my mind for sooo long and my god it’s been driving me insane. i think it works well just because of the inherent obsessive, frightening nature of yans in the first place? it’s scary, the way they’d do anything for you. kill people for you, abandon everything they know for you, die for you. it’s terrifying. and sooo fucking hot.

specifically eddie and steve…. my god. My God. they’re both just drooling over you, and grovelling for even an ounce of your attention. whimpering and begging by your feet like dogs… its food for thought, eh?  

at first you’re scared of them. they’re always lurking somewhere, far away that they think they won’t be noticed, but they are. you know they’re there. creeping around the bushes, just out of the corner of your eye. they’re always there. changing their schedule when they don’t have any classes with you. they’re a permanent pest that’re always ogling over you. nasty ass stalkers <3. it’s even worse when you notice them beginning to team up. it was bad enough when it was just one of them cornering you, eddie offering you a spot in hellfire every day after class and steve flirting with you every chance he gets or when you stop by the family video store. but both of them? absolute menaces. 

the king and freak of hawkins?  a surprising duo! it’s unheard of. nobody would’ve ever thought of it. nobody would even believe you, and nobody does. and they have their eyes on you. watching you, following you, bothering you, and you’re just so scared. they won’t leave you alone, and nobody seems to believe you, either. they’re just so big, and you’re so small. steve’s always been strong, you know that, and you’ve seen it too. playing on the sports team, roughing around and fighting constantly, you know what he can do. and just because eddie’s thin doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have height. he’s so fucking tall. and not to mention his reputation? even before the whole chrissy incident, he’s had a reputation of being a monster with connections outside of the school. (it’s only reefer rick, but he’s not gonna tell anybody that.)

you try your best to avoid the two of them, but you can’t. not anymore, at least. one of them is always shepherding you into the other. eddie padding behind you after school, and steve always so conveniently positioned. and one day, eddie’s hounding you after school. he’s not stopping either, chatting you’re ear off. you’re not even talking back, just trying to get away from him. schoolbooks clasped tight to your chest, looking at the ground, and he’s just bouncing behind you. you don’t even realize where, and it’s dark out now, how long have you been out? 

you’re immediately snapped out of your thoughts when you hear steve. eddie’s laughing, of course he is, and steve’s cooing at you. you back up, but there’s nowhere else to go. let’s say you’re in the woods, right where eddie does all of his deals, and you have nowhere else to go. you’re trapped in between the both of them, their eyes dilated to the max, and you’re about to cry. 

they’re going to kill you. that’s your only thought, and you start to sob. you close your eyes and wait for something to happen but… nothing does? they back up and give you space. steve’s freaking out, instincts kicking in from having to watch the kids for years, and eddie’s the same, if not worse. 

they’re… pampering you. it’s weird. eddie’s on his knees, grasping at your hand and kissing at your hand trying to make you feel better- to fix his wrongs. steve’s rapidly shooting out questions, “are you okay?” “what’s wrong?” “who hurt you?”

and honestly… you kind of like it. both of the two biggest, baddest guys in hawkins reduced to simpering little idiots? it's a nice change.

Holy shit this is long as fuck. apolocheese.

A-ANON, ANON!!!!!!! YOU......YOUR BRAIN........SUB YANDERE STEDDIE + ANGELFACE.....IM ON MY KNEES.....

ok. breaking this down. the individual stalking aspect: fucking gold. you have both men constantly in your peripheral, Eddie and Steve both fighting for as much time as they can possibly spend with you, and being absolutely nasty stalkers in the process. coming home after a long day of avoiding them both and finding your drawers raided, your cassettes out of order with a couple missing, maybe even your sheets wrinkled and smelling a bit of sweat like someone's been laying in your bed.

maybe one day you walk through the halls at school one day and see Eddie with a bloodied nose, Steve with bruises around his neck and his wrists, and the two guys who usually don't even acknowledge each other are glaring daggers at each other the whole day. but when the marks fade and heal, you start seeing them get a little closer....and they often do so while watching you. when they start sharing those smarmy grins and whispering to each other as they pass by the other in the hallways, that's when you start to really worry.

and you're right, nobody will believe you. the only noticeable change is Steve flirting with you whenever he sees you at school or when you're at the video store, and you should consider yourself lucky. why don't you just go out with him? give the poor guy a chance at least, since he's so nice to you? but the people telling you that don't know how invasive he is, they don't know that you've spotted him hanging around your house late at night and seen him glare down anyone who talks to you. and they don't know that when he leans in close to whisper into your ear, the dirtiest things come out of his mouth that only you can hear. "I just wanna rip that little top off you" and "wish I could fuck you over this counter, sweetheart" and "meet me in the back and I'll make you fall in love", things that make you scurry away from him as fast and as soon as you can manage, leaving him shaking his head and smirking at the back of your head because you're so, so cute when you're playing hard to get. but obviously he needs to be a little more direct.

Eddie, at least, is slightly more believable. but he's much, much sneakier, and way more subtle about his advances than Steve. he's more of a menace--always on your heels every perceivable second of the day, running you ragged with questions and mindless chatter that you never can seem to get away from. and it's not just talk, either--he's always using his stature against you, boxing you against your locker or the picnic table out by the woods, drawing his lips close to yours like he's gonna force a kiss out of you, only to breathe softly against them as he asks you again if you'll join Hellfire. don't you wanna spend some more time with him? he'll even give you a private lesson on D&D, just for you, the cutest student in the whole school. you have to push on his chest to get him to even lean back, before you duck out of his reach and dash away, and he's too giddy from having you touch him to even worry about you getting away and telling someone he was being a creep.

and when he gets you back in the woods after school, corraling you like a little lamb towards the jaws of the wolf, Eddie can't help but have a spring in his step. he can't wait for this one.

when you see Steve waiting there by the trees, leaning against the trunk of one, you immediately back up. but you come to a stop when you hit Eddie's chest, and with a quick glance over your shoulder to make sure he's not gonna get out of the way, you turn your gaze back to see Steve approaching you and fear starts knocking your knees. Eddie holds your shoulders from behind to keep you from running, and when Steve gets close enough to lean down real close to your face, his hand on your chin, the tears spill out of you and you hiccup those choked-up words: "please don't kill me..."

the air changes almost immediately. Steve shakes his head like he can't believe you just said that, his eyes soften, and a "never, baby" escapes him. meanwhile, Eddie turns you around by the shoulders so you're facing him instead, and drops to his knees so he's tilting his head all the way back to look up at you. he grabs your wrist in a strong hand, and pulls your arm closer--and he nuzzles your palm with his face, kissing along each knuckle and all five fingertips while his other hand is braced on your thigh. Steve wraps his arms around your midsection from behind, and coos those sweet words in a reassuring tone "are you okay? did someone hurt you? sweet thing, don't have to be scared of me, okay?"

it shouldn't be so comforting, so satisfying to have them both whimpering for your approval, but it is. they'll do anything to pull that smile out of you, and as soon as they get one, they'll both relax and get even cuddlier in your presence. even though they're the ones who scared you in the first place, and they're the ones who have such an unhealthy attachment to you....but you've been suffering under their thumb for so long, would it be so bad if you took a little bit back from them? torture them a little to get what you want? that seems like more than a fair exchange for the hell they've put you through.

Yandere Ethan winters part 2

-to Ethan you might as well be married, he sees you as his soulmate, his precious girl. His mental state shattered due to his infection with the virus. He doesn't see anything abnormal or wrong about his behavior. The molded often makes it's hosts become unhinged, and Ethan is no exception. But his case is fairly abnormal because his madness doesn't resemble other infected. He was able to control his emotions and anger, except when you where threatened.

-umbrella would cater to his demand's out of fear, but luckily for them he just wanted you. And was willing to work for their computer department. Where all of his co-workers know his status as an unhinged bio weapon who can reattach his limbs with an lil bit of Neosporin. Needless to say they where surprised when he is an simp.

-it was an very confusing time for you, grieving the lost of your family while adjusting to your new home sweet laboratory. And now your best friend is straight up condensing months of dating into three days. And once you are cleared to leave the medical ward and live with Ethan. He acts like your married.

-at first you don't realize what is going on, you figure that Mia must have been saved when he gives you an tour of the apartment, due to there only being one bed, and a fuckin nursery.

-you help him make dinner, his mouth never falling from it's wide grin. And just an little forceful when making sure you ate all your vegetables.

-after dinner , you move over to the couch and Ethan sits down and looks up at you with an intense gaze while patting his thigh, expecting you to sit on his lap. You comply, willing to do anything to not lose the one person you have left in this world.

-he holds you tight, tucking your head under his chin, kissing your scalp.

-"what about mia" let's go and tilts your chin up till your eyes make contact.

-"y/n , her death was the best thing that happened to me. Because I got to meet you"

God this is terrible I need writing advice.....I wrote these two posts with no revision, just absolutely raw doggin it, first draft.feel free to send me requests