Braving the storm in college

During the Protection of the Stars Event, this was what Hanamaru said: 

Then, during the Perfume event:

Bonus: During the Secret Garden event when Teddy is away and it’s only Yuuhan and Hanamaru 🤣

Last winter, after reading Leona's dream, I wanted Baymax to play the therapist for him cause his line broke my heart... I drew other stuff but didn't finish them back them.

Now that Baymax event is coming, it was the opportunity to finish them :3.

Yandere Dragon!Hybrid x Vampire!Reader

Yandere!Dragon treats you like the crown jewel of his entire existence. Dragons are biologically driven to hoard precious, beautiful things, and the second he laid eyes on you, his instinct labeled you as his permanent property. He doesn't care about gold, gems, or ancient artifacts; your cold skin, your elegant fangs, and your immortal grace are the only treasures he cares about protecting.

Yandere!Dragon is obsessed with your cold temperature. Because his own body naturally runs incredibly hot, his blood practically boiling with draconic fire, he treats you like his personal cooling system. He loves pulling you into his lap and wrapping his massive, leather-scaled wings completely around you, effectively trapping you against his chest. He’ll sigh happily as your icy, vampire energy balances out his heat, completely ignoring the fact that you literally cannot move until he lets you go.

Yandere!Dragon handles your nocturnal lifestyle by creating the ultimate, sun-blocked sanctuary. He knows the sun is your literal kryptonite, so he took over a massive, deep cavern complex or a heavily fortified, windowless estate and turned it into a luxury "nest." He’s lined the floors with the softest furs, silks, and velvet blankets, making sure you have absolutely no reason to ever leave the dark safety of his territory.

Yandere!Dragon has a terrifyingly possessive attitude toward your feeding habits. He flat-out refuses to let you hunt or feed on random humans. Instead, he insists that you take your blood directly from him. Because dragons possess incredible vitality and hyper-accelerated healing, you can feed on him heavily without ever putting his life in danger. He gets a dark, intoxicating rush whenever your fangs pierce his scales, whispering about how your immortality is literally being sustained by his fire.

Yandere!Dragon goes into a state of pure, destructive rage if anyone else gets too close to you. If a werewolf, a human hunter, or even another vampire looks at you for too long, his draconic eyes will slit, and smoke will literally start curling from his nostrils. He doesn't just scare threats away; he obliterates them. He’ll remind you with a low, rumbling growl that he can burn down entire kingdoms if they try to take you from him.

Yandere!Dragon weaponizes your natural vampire weaknesses to keep you dependent on him. He knows you can't cross running water easily or handle bright sunlight, so he purposefully picked a territory surrounded by roaring rivers and harsh day-lit valleys. He will happily carry you across any obstacle in his dragon form, but he makes it very clear that without his wings to shield you and his strength to move you, you are completely stranded.

Yandere!Dragon views your immortality as a divine sign that you were made for each other. Dragons live for millennia, and the fact that you won't age or die of sickness means he never has to worry about losing his hoard to time. He’ll hold you tight in the dark of his nest, his heavy tail resting across your waist like a seatbelt, completely satisfied knowing that for the next thousand years, you belong entirely to him.

Yandere!Dragon is actually just the latest in a long, ridiculous line of dragons who completely lost their minds over vampires. It’s a massive running joke in his family. His grandfather married a noble vampire countess, his father married a rogue vampire assassin, and his older brother’s nest is already packed with black velvet coffin-beds. When he first brought you home, the men in his family didn't even look surprised; they just sighed, handed him the "welcome to the coven" handbook, and said, "Yep, the family curse strikes again."

Yandere!Dragon gets aggressively roasted at family gatherings because his yandere behavior is so incredibly predictable to them. While he’s sitting there glaring at the servants, wrapping his wings tightly around you, and lowkey snarling if anyone looks your way, his dad is just drinking wine and laughing. "Look at him, he’s doing the exact same brooding thing I did when I met your mother. let the poor kid breathe, son, they aren't going to evaporate."

Yandere!Dragon hates how comfortable you get around his family’s vampire in-laws. Because his brother’s and father’s wives are also vampires, your arrival basically sparked an immediate, exclusive group chat. They understand exactly what it’s like to be hoarded by hyper-possessive, fire-breathing lizards. If you ever complain about how suffocating his nest is, your new sister-in-law will just pat your hand and say, "Oh, honey, just freeze his tail when he sleeps, he’ll loosen his grip instantly."

The family dynamic makes his possessiveness ten times funnier but no less intense. When you guys visit the family estate, the architecture is already fully optimized for you. There are massive sun-blocking curtains everywhere, subterranean tunnels, and zero silver decor. Your dragon gets incredibly frustrated because he can’t use the "the outside world is too dangerous for a fragile vampire" excuse when his mom is literally outside in a giant sun-hat, casually tending to her night-blooming gardens.

Yandere!Dragon tries so hard to prove that his bond with his vampire is the most superior one in the family tree. During family dinners, he’ll loudly brag about how your fangs are sharper, or how your icy skin feels the best against his fire scales. His older brother will literally roll his eyes and start a bidding war over whose vampire partner has the higher body count from their days of human hunting. It’s just a room full of terrifying, ancient dragons aggressively flexing how much they spoil their respective bloodsuckers.

Yandere!Dragon gets highly defensive when his father tries to give him advice on "dietary maintenance." Since dragon blood is the standard food source in their household, his dad will criticize his healing speed. "You're looking a little pale, son, are you letting them feed properly? Back in my day, I could let your mother drain me twice a week and still burn down a village the next morning." It drives your partner insane because he wants his relationship with you to be private, but his entire bloodline is treating it like a team sport.

Yandere!Neko x Neko!Reader

Yandere!Neko had the perfect life before you arrived. He had been the undisputed king of the household for three whole years, completely spoiled by the owners. He had the best sunspots, his favorite silk pillows, and the undivided attention of his humans. He was perfectly content being a solitary, lazy predator. So, when the owners walked through the front door carrying a travel crate with you inside, his entire world tilted on its axis.

Yandere!Neko knew exactly what the owners were planning the moment he caught your scent. Nekos have sharp instincts, and the way the humans were cooing about "making a beautiful litter" and "being a perfect match" made his stomach turn with pure disgust. He didn't want a mate. He didn't want some strange, anxious neko invading his territory, shedding on his furniture, and stealing his food.

Your first meeting was a disaster. You were just trying to get your bearings, stepping out of the crate with your ears flattened against your head, cautiously sniffing the base of the sofa. The owners gently nudged you toward him, trying to force an introduction. He didn't even hesitate. His ears pinned flat back against his skull, his tail puffed up to twice its normal size, and he let out a low, venomous hiss before violently swatting at your face. If you hadn't flinched back in time, his claws would have left deep marks.

For the first few months, he made your life an absolute living hell. He was a textbook bully. If you sat on a cushion, he would stalk over, shadow you with his massive frame, and growl until you ran away. During feeding times, he would push you away from the bowls, eating your portions right in front of you just to prove a point. You quickly learned to keep your tail tucked and your eyes on the floor whenever he entered the room, completely terrified of his volatile temper.

But the territorial hostility slowly began to morph into something much darker and far more possessive. Because you were so submissive and constantly tried to stay out of his way, he grew accustomed to your presence. The turning point happened on a bitterly cold winter night. You were shivering on your small, flimsy floor mat across the room, curled into a tight, miserable ball. He watched you from his plush, heated bed for an hour before letting out a sharp, irritated chirp.

When you didn't move, he got out of bed, padded over, gripped the scruff of your neck with his teeth, and dragged you across the carpet, shoving you onto his mattress. You froze, terrified he was going to bite you, but he just wrapped his long, heavy tail tightly around your waist, pulling your back flush against his chest. "Stop shaking," he rumbled into your ear, his voice low and vibrating with a sudden, intense heat. "You're making too much noise. Just sleep."

Once he allowed you into his bed, the dynamic completely flipped. He didn't stop being aggressive; he just redirected that aggression into forcing you to be close to him. He developed a strict, suffocating morning routine. The exact second the sun hit the blankets, he would pin your shoulders down with his paws, trapping your body beneath his, and begin ruthlessly grooming you. He would lick your ears, your cheeks, and the top of your head with rough, demanding strokes. If you tried to squirm away because his sand-paper tongue was making your skin raw, he would nip at your throat just hard enough to make you whine. "Be still. You smell like the humans' laundry. I need to get my scent back on you."

Yandere!Neko completely ruined the owners' original plans, but in a way they never expected. He still glares at the humans and refuses to cooperate if they try to lock you two in a room together for "breeding purposes." He hates being told what to do. But the moment the humans leave the house, his possessive facade locks down tight. He will herd you into the master bedroom, block the door with his body, and force you to curl up under his chin, purring so loudly it rattles your ribs.

I tried making this gender neutral but idk if I did it right, please tell me any mistakes i made!

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The royal family has always been held to high standards. how they dress, how they act, everything has to be perfect in the eyes of the public

But a corpse sprayed with perfume is just a corpse nonetheless

Behind the closed doors of the royal chambers, anything was fair game; that was what your mother taught you: nobody is your friend, nobody is your ally. Do what you must to survive.

You never understood why you, being the youngest of 7 siblings, would have to fight to survive. The crown was never yours to take. So you stayed in your room, read books about knights in shining armor and princesses in castles, dreaming that maybe when you inevitably get sold to the highest bidder with the disguise of a political marriage, you could escape and live an adventure of your own

Oh, how foolish you were

you the one that was never seen as a treath and lived a quiet little life in your room, while your siblings, their mothers and allies stabbed eachother in the back.

one after the other the numbers where decreasing, 8 at the start now only one remains

your father very past his prime not able to have more children, so there’s only one heir to the throne.

long live the new ruler Y/N

The Butlers often hid their pain, a habit they have done since young, even when it’s something that aches them, they often apologize when their tears are shown in front of others.

They appreciated Aruji a lot, because it was Aruji that started to see them, the parts of them that they hid the most, the things that got choked in the back of their throat, the despair that has never been shown to others.

Because even themselves couldn’t bear to tell it to others, for they are afraid of what they might think.

Would they think less of them for their decisions?

Would they understand?

Even the Butlers themselves couldn’t forgive themselves, how would they seek forgiveness from others?

It feels like there wasn’t an oasis in the desert they trek, leaving a trail of despair wherever they walk, chained down by the weight of their heart. And they’re completely numb to the discomfort.

Ever since the Butlers met Aruji, they finally had a place to rest their hearts. Your voice that resonated inside their minds, giving them the strength to continue, the desire to live.

Whenever they have nightmares, trapped inside their despair, they would respond according to your voice, for it was your voice that saved them, to call them back to their senses.

Someone who can see through them, so much so that they couldn’t help but wish for more “selfishness”, to be together with you, they wish to be accepted by you completely, else they might be falling apart.

Even in dreams, the nightmares that replayed in their minds, the survivor’s guilt that suffocated them.

They wondered why they are the ones who continued to live.

Dolls, mementos, instruments, anything to keep them feel safe, they like to hold onto something that can make them stay sane.

The demons creep in the back of their mind, waiting for the best moments to grab them at their weakest.

Whenever they try to reach out their hands to their past precious ones, it’s still too far, they cannot reach them.

Even with Aruji, you are living in a different world than them, a concept that is beyond their understanding, yet, they still wish to do whatever it takes to reach you.

In the final line, it felt like the butlers are asking Aruji, which world do you wish to partake in. Would you stay?

Over the years they live, time is slipping past their fingertips, the butlers’ mementos piled in the storage room, each item so dear.

No matter how hard they try to hold onto the memories, they became distant, as if seeing from the window.

The nights filled with tears and memories, would be scattered away by the sun, as it is another day to keep on going.

Operating their bodies like mechanical devices, they continue on their work, as emotions are not permitted when it’s a professional setting.

If the Butlers were to demonized, or became a demon, I’m sure that the other Butlers and Aruji would still protect the demonized butler no matter what.

They would try to exhaust them, just to have them unconscious, without harming them, because they are so precious to them.

Then again, it can be a mutual standpoint, where the Butlers would always stay by Aruji’s side, no matter what you’ve became.

Even thought they knew the time with you is temporary, they would put their worries aside just to enjoy this important time with you, despite the sadness never faded from their heart. But as times go on, the butlers then realized that they wanted to stay even longer with you, just a little longer, even just a few minutes, you’re just so precious to them.

And when the words, “Which one are you?” That repeated again, referring back to the first line, are you your usual self, or are you taken over by the demon?

A question that the Butlers would constantly ask themselves, they wondered if their existence is big enough inside Aruji’s heart, that they would be worried or ached for them if they were to be gone.

A lot of them viewed their existence as someone who’s replaceable, as someone who has been treated like “tools who fight against angels”.

But when they realized that if they were to die, Aruji might not be able to take it.

And likewise, if there was anything that happened to Aruji, would the Butlers cry for Aruji, or would they follow after, just like with Boschi and Lato.

Even in dreams that are sweet, they begin to realize that the time for Goodbyes would surely be painful still.

The more desires they held inside their heart, the more painful it will become.

They lamented that they could be right beside you.

“Why couldn’t I be in your world?”

They would ask.

They could only worry for you, and wait for you to come back.

No matter how far they reach out their hands, they couldn’t hold onto you.

But even so, both you and the memories are so precious to them.