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One night I dreamed of Jun and Yani and I couldn't resist drawing them

Just a meme…or not lol

(Jun, Yani, Kage, Haruto, Minato, Aki, Kei belong @minevn)

Tomorrow I'm going to an open day at the college I want to go to for my second degree. Only do some of my family members not want me to go and my stomach is cramping from worrying m'eh(╯︵╰,), but I still want to go (⇀‸↼‶)

Yandere: the smell of my Darling is so delicious, wonderful, exciting~ Manufacturers of creams, shampoos, conditioners, shower gels, soaps, perfumes, sprays used by Darling: ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ) ( ఠ ͟ʖ ఠ)

Yandere player is jealous of his MC's main love interest in a yandere visual novel.

WARNING: Mention of suicide, yandere themes, neglect of one's psychological and physical health. Message me if there are any other warnings I forgot to mention. GN (at least I'll try). English is not my native language, so there may be mistakes.

Yandere player scrolling through a social media feed (ahem, ahem, Tumblr) stumbles upon the attractive main LI of some visual novel.

"I wonder what this novel is about?"

Yandere player gradually becomes interested in the story of the novel. By consuming any facts that the author lays out, the player becomes more and more interested in the story and characters of the novel.

"They are so cute, although a little scary. I wonder what else the author will surprise me with?"

Yandere player begins to single out one of the main LI - an obsessed yandere who seeks to appropriate the MC and get rid of the other LI. At first, the player simply considers the "yandere" to be the most outwardly attractive of all the characters, then the most interesting of all.

"They…they are so damn cool! How could you come up with such a cool character?!"

Yandere player doesn't notice how they gradually begin to obsess over "yandere", obsessively following all the author's posts and fan works of other users. Reading fanfics and requesting them, drawing their own fanart, absorbing "yandere" content like a last meal.

"I need more work, I wonder when the next post will come out?"

Yandere player, wanting to get closer to a "yandere", creates their MC based on their character traits, appearance, and preferences. The realization that this way they can be with their beloved warms their soul immensely and reinforces the idea that a "yandere" is created just for them.

"They are just perfect!"

Yandere player, getting deeper and deeper into his love for the character, gradually abandons real relationships, devoting as much time as possible to his virtual lover

"Why real relationships, they won't understand me"

Yandere player falls into the abyss of love for the character and notices something is wrong in their relationship. "Yandere" sees and loves not the player, but the MC. All of "Yandere's" actions are performed on behalf of the MC, not the player. No matter how hard the player tries, "Yandere" will always love the MC.

"N-no, that's not true…y-yes?"

Yandere player trying to calm his storm-raging soul sends the author a question: "Hello, does "yandere" have feelings for the player or MC?", the author should confirm that "yandere" loves the player, right? But it is not so…

Yandere player is plunged into apathy by the author's words that the "yandere" loves not the player, but the MC. The "yandere" does not even know about the player's existence, their history is connected with the MC and they are yandere only in relation to the MC. The player is an empty space for them, a thorn in their side.

"H-how is that possible..?"

Yandere player continues to go crazy, their psychological state spirals downwards. What was at first a simple love for a character has grown into a desire to be with him forever. The stage at which the player is jealous of a fictional character to another fictional character deprives the player of the desire to monitor their health, eat, sleep, now the head is eaten away by only one question:

"How can I get to you?"

Yandere player, in the tiny breaks from browsing posts about "yandere", tries to find a way to get to his beloved on the Internet, if they are in a novel. Yes, it is doubtful, but love and obsession are blind to rationality and logic, so the player finds a dubious way to get into the virtual world on a godforsaken site.

"We have to be together!"

Yandere player prepares everything for the ritual: candles, a photo of the character, a device with a novel… a knife. According to the ritual instructions, before starting the ritual, you need to play the novel you want to get into while thinking about the desired character, this was not a problem, perhaps it was the easiest part. Then, sitting in a circle of burning candles, cut your hand so that the blood gets on the photo…

"I will definitely succeed!"

Yandere player obediently and selflessly performs the ritual, reaches the very last part of the task - kills himself. According to the instructions, if everything is done correctly, the player will be rewarded with eternal life with his beloved. At that moment there is no room for hesitation, the sharp metal touched the delicate skin, the world around seemed to freeze. The sound that the knife made was like a whisper of silence in the heart of the night. Drops of blood like scarlet flowers froze in the air, and time stopped. Everything is over.

"Now we will be together … right?"

Happy married life

This fanfic is based on some of the creator's answers! I do not speak English, the text was translated using a translator, so errors are possible (although I will try to minimize them) (Kei belongs to @minevn)

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It had been at least a month since Akiko had returned home…and almost as long since she had seen her eye, arm, and leg. She couldn't walk, see, do most things, or play, and was completely under Kei control and care. Without him, she could barely comb her hair, let alone eat or take a bath. But what was interesting was, where had the limbs gone? This question had been on Akiko's curious mind (or what was left of it), and one day, she decided to ask…

-K-Kei?

-Yes, my love? At the same moment, he tore himself away from cooking and looked at his wife's innocent, frightened, but curious face with a slight blush and a smile. -W-Where did you put my limbs? D-did you throw them away or p-p-preserve them in formalin or something like that? Akiko squeezed out these lines, like all the words, with great difficulty, as if lead was stuck in her throat and did not allow her to speak without stuttering or heaviness. -I ate them. Kei said with a barely noticeable grin. -W-WHAT DID YOU DO?!

Forgetting for a moment that she had no leg, the girl, with a sharp jerk from the chair, lost her balance and almost fell to the floor, but barely holding on with her hand, she looked at her husband with a gamut of shock, fear, disgust. -You became a part of me, darling, isn't that great? I don't have typical human functions, so they won't be digested or anything like that. At these words, Akiko could no longer stand it and fell off the chair with a crash, right at Kei feet. The thought that her eye, leg, and arm were stored in his stomach caused nausea and an overwhelming fear in her, because if that was so, then one day he could completely absorb her, r-right? -Y-you're kidding, right? YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS, SAY YOU'RE JOKING! The girl screamed, sitting at Kei feet and holding his leg. -Am I kidding(?) The young man said, looking down at his wife with a slight smile, as if nothing disgusting had happened.

At that very moment, rivers of tears gushed out of the girl, tears full of bitterness for her former free days, grief for her limbs and regrets for her stupidity. If she had listened to Kei and behaved well, none of this would have happened, she could walk, play and do a lot of things without Kei help. They could have lived as a wonderful couple, but no, she had to prove herself and intentionally anger him, intentionally confront him, although it was clear that it was useless, all this was happening because of her stupidity. While Akiko was drowning in her repentant thoughts, Kei carefully lifted the girl's body and sat her down on a chair, gently stroking her head. If you behave well, you might get prosthetics. She did not hear the last phrase, because she was deeply immersed in self-reproach and tears.

Silly mini add-on ^-^

reuploading sum activites in church

I was thinking about drawing this when I saw this photo lol (*/ω＼)

While listening to the song Red Flag, I accidentally imagined Kei and Akiko date lol (and the waiter Hoshi lol) (Kei belongs to @minevn)

man with horns >>>>>>

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I’m never getting over this Sylus card