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i am kitt!! i am 19 years old!! my pronouns are they/them!!

this side blog is for me to rant about my platonic yandere ideas and concepts, and you can follow me if you wanna see that twirls my hair and kicks my feet

ooooh this is so cliche but when platonic yandere fics use kid as a nickname lol idkkk its so classic hehe

First off, happy you’re back, love to see a good revival.

Second off, Remember that story of yours about a shapeshifting trickster? It got me obsessed with the idea of a deity hearing the reader’s age and going “THAT’S what mortals consider adulthood?” Because by their standards the reader just told them they were like 5 or something. And they’re just utterly shocked at how irresponsible people are.

WOAHH i didnt realise anyone would remember that cus lowk i forgot abt it too 💔 also hehe hi anon tyty i shall stay forever and ever

wait cus think about ittt deities are immortal, and it must be so jarring to hear that being alive for 20 years is considered an adult when to them its baby!! you are literally a babyy!!

its so hard for the deity to keep a straight face when you insist that you are a fully grown adult that is capable of taking care of yourself. like!! you haven’t even begun to mature and you’re telling this centuries old deity that you’re old enough to be on your own?? please.

how could your parents even think of letting you live and, god forbid, survive on your own? its incredibly irresponsible and disappointing that humans would abandon their child so easily.

i mean, the only thing that is obvious for the deity is to take care of you now right? leaving you on your own is just plain neglectful on their end. so they do and unfortunately you can do nothing about it.

warnings aaaa: condescending, kinda infantilising!!, and your typical yandere shticks

this came to me like a prophecy in the middle of the night but a shark hybrid mafia don taking interest in a small little human. humans in this world are practically endangered and at this point seeing a human is like hitting the jackpot to some hybrids. especially this one.

he’s gushing. the sight of a small human in this side of the city genuinely isn’t common. but. wow, did he hit the jackpot when his eyes found you. adorably scared and lost. sharp teeth and all, he grins at you. wiggles his fingers and croons internally when you shrink back at him. not an abnormal reaction to him, ignoring his notorious reputation as a mafia don, shark hybrids in general are feared. even amongst fellow animal hybrids.

“hello there little human,” his voice is softer than it usually is. “c’mon now i’m not that scary, i promise not to bite if you come a lil closer to say hi.”

you. holy shit. you were scared out of your mind. a shark hybrid standing in front of you and you were close enough to be fucking killed. your feet were cemented to the dirty gravel ground as he came closer. “aw….” he crooned, a hand resting on your face now. “is the little human lost?”

this was the shortcut that everyone had told you not to take. under any circumstances should you not cross the town that were inhabited only by terrifying hybrids. you’ve heard the horror stories, ones about humans being chopped up and eaten for dinner.

and apparently you were going to end up like those stories.

your head twitches. a meek nod to his question, it felt like his teeth grew bigger at your nod as he chuckled. “well. can’t have that now can we? you could get snatched up by a meaner hybrid. thank goodness you ran into me, huh?”

you want to ask him what he means by that but you barely have time to react before you are scooped up into his arms. cradled to his chest, a surprised gasp is pulled out of you.

“aw, no need to be scared. i don’t bite,” he pauses for a moment. “i don’t bite precious little humans like you at least.”

ahhh im glad you think its cool!!! i was a lil iffy about posting it but tysm!!

i'll accept the hello kitty keychain happily :3 and this is how we should do requests now. you will only get your requests answered if you give me your life's possessions /j

part two-ish

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you can hear the crowd crowded outside. you're still cradled to the chest of the entity as it made it's way into a tent.

when the tent closes, a suffocating silence fills the air. cut off from the world, it was only the two of you now.

"I apologize for their behavior, It's been a while since anything exciting happened around here." It says, wiping away the stray tears that unknowingly escaped your eyes. a beat passes and it coos. "there's no need for you to be afraid."

it's voice is soft. you don't like it at all.

"I'm not your child." you let out a stuttering breath. it smiles. "I know that."

"then let me go." you plead and it croons in response "oh, but i've missed taking care of a little one."

you bite back the urge to start flailing and screaming at that, you stare up at him all teary eyed. “I’m scared of you.”

a deep rumble and it brings you closer to its uncanny face. nuzzling your hair as it croons, you think its trying to comfort you but all you can do is. nothing. this could be your life now and it scares you. “it’s going to be alright, my child. all will be fine.” it mutters in a comforting tone that makes you all the more sick. the soft touches and the soft tone.

time passes and it finally lets up. noticing the shift in your breathing, how you’ve calmed down. you had fallen asleep in its arms. the smile that grew on its face was big and terrifying, but it was genuine. in one arm it cradled you, getting up slowly as to not jostle the sweet little human that fit perfectly in its arms. how perfect you were, the joy its feeling was immense and so so familiar.

humans were annoying, even his followers were grating. but you were different.

after setting you down in its bed, it went outside to calm the excitement that had crowded in front of its tent. it already missed your warm and quiet presence even if you were asleep. “quiet.” its voice had grown deeper and deafeningly loud, immediately silencing the crowd. “i expect the most respect for my child while they rest, none of you are to enter or you will not see the light of day again.”

not a warning, but a promise. there was a palpable tension in the air as its followers looked at each other before there were a sea of agreements. it nods before slinking back into the comfort of its tent. just your soft breathing and the silence. peace like its never felt before.

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food. killing off zombies. keeping creeps that are taking advantage of the apocalypse away from you. all that fun stuff.

so, in return, you have to put up with his suffocating behavior because where else could you go? you're at risk of becoming zombie food if you decided you were fed up with his behavior.

and obviously he knows that so he just. acts out without holding his yan tendencies back.

idk if i can promise to come back anytime soon, but i wanted to thank all the new followers for following meee

hear me out now. platonic yandere guardian being. mf who basically did everything possible to make sure NOBODY ELSE got to guard you. sends you angel numbers n shit. weird cryptic messages. that would be SICKKK

YOU FOUND MEEEE helloo :3

Im obsessed with yan hunter and I would love some more yummy food, also I've just been imagining yan hunter as a modern au Jason Todd. He just sees a scared little thing and is like 'finders keepers!'

i forgot i wrote in that part ngl......... but yeah!! i guess he is a serial killer cannibal dude

here's a thing, since you mentioned yummy food

small warning for cannibalism. a teeny warning. and also for force feeding.

But if you've written something like this alr I humbly ask for another part my leige🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

Anyway I love ur writing for platonic yanderes and I hope you prosper meow

ooooohhhhhhh

something about platonic yandere vampire hunter and how conflicted he feels when he sees a malnourished vampire fledgling shivering at his feet.

his hand moves to his crossbow, ready to end your life. obeying his duty as a vampire hunter to remove all vampires because they were a threat to humans. but you were just-- a baby. a fledgling. you couldn't hurt him if you tried. at least at this stage of your transformation.

he asks if you have a sire and you break into more tears. shaking your head. "she just left me here. i don't know what to do-- i'm so hungry... just kill me already." you plead with the hunter.

guilt consumes him and he sighs.

you watch as he grabs a small dagger. you shut your eyes, preparing yourself to be killed. but the smell of blood fills the air, your eyes shoot open and you see blood gushing down his arm.

"c'mon. drink up." he could barely get his words out before you latch onto the wound. he winces when he feels your fangs dig into his flesh.

when you've finally had your fill, you move away. panting slight because you didn't take a second to breathe. you weren't full, but you finally didn't feel like you were moments away from dying.

you could think clearer now.

"feeling better?" you look up and the hunter was wrapping up his wound. you nod.

"thank you." you murmur.

you think that was the end of it. that after this, he would just abandon you and you would have to fend for yourself. it would be expected of course, he was trained to hunt vampires. not take care of newly turned fledglings.

but you feel a warm hand cradling your face. "would you like to stay with me?"

you should say no. but you had nowhere else to go. so you nod again, and you allow him to lift you into his arms.

the man was nursing you back to health. bringing in bags of blood even if it was against what he believed. but to see that look on your face, how you light up at him simply feeding you. he decided that he would do anything for you to keep smiling at him.

but he never expected you to try to leave.

he could barely register it when you told him you could fend for yourself. "i'm all good now. thank you for taking care of me all this time."

in his eyes you were still that malnourished fledgling he found. you weren't ready to leave. "stay," he says. "just for one last night."

his voice is strained. you wear a sad smile as you nod. "sure."

when you do finally go to sleep, you think that it would be like any other day. but you find yourself waking up in a prison cell. a small worn out mattress replacing what comfortable bed you usually slept in.

panic. but you take a breath. you're a vampire, you can just bust out of the cell. you reached out for the metal bars and wrap your hand around it. a searing pain shoots through your hand and you hiss.

silver. you cradled your hand to your chest as you groaned. of course the cell was vampire proofed.

I LIVE!!! i'm just going through the worst bout of writers block ever :((

EHEM....

- Yandere Cult: Who can't help but GROVEL at the readers feet, Why wouldn't they? We are the reincarnation of their savior's child...Right?

- Yandere Cult: Who before maybe finding you were Maybe trying to come up with some sort of future husband/wife for them to marry so "The bloodline can remain pure" or just in the cult. But the cult leader strongly disagreed (almost choking the life out of the one who had suggested such a thing)

- Yandere Cult: Who even though prefers to remain distanced from society and technology, will probably let us have limited screen time like a I-pad kid so we can enjoy any hyper fixations we have or watch shows/movies we enjoy.

- Yandere Cult: Who tried to get you into a proper gown to so can officially be part of the gang...But ended up letting you keep normal clothing since you complained about "the robes being too thick" so you get hot easily or "this cloak feels too heavy I'm gonna get exhausted walking around in this" so until they can find the perfect material for you, you get to keep your normal clothing.

- Yandere Cult Leader (get this big scary creature a name): Who can't stand the thought of us wandering off out of the cult grounds or out of its sight. So for maybe the first few weeks, a month at best, We will be forced to share a tent with it.

- Yandere Cult Leader: Who was probably just some weird ass creature like the rake, or uuhhh, idk the Wendigo, and just got spotted by some people one day and the people just... started worshiping it. So it went with the flow. Free food and care.

- Yandere Cult Leader: Who before all of the cult stuff was kind of just a wild animal in the woods, maintained some habits...Like nesting. So instead of a nice set up bed in its tent, it's a mess of blankets and pillows, some torn some in good shape.

-Yandere Cult Leader: Who often picks at the readers hair or brushes its hands through it while attending cult meetings or something.

- Yandere Cult Leader: who has to deal with other cults with other weird creatures that were discovered and just worshipped. For the cult, it's a fight of belief. For each creature/Cult Leader, it's a fight for territory. Like I said, some animal instincts remain.

I'm probably yapping too much but uuuhhh...Tehehe...I felt like yapping 🥹

Dragon Anon OUT 🐉

this is really cool and honestly i don't have much to add to it, but to those who really liked the cult thing i wrote. here you go!!!