Hello! So, I Might Not Post Tonight, I Am Loaded With HW And Am Just Tired. I'm Sorry . But! I Will Post

Hello! So, I might not post tonight, I am loaded with HW and am just tired. I'm sorry 😞. But! I will post two things tommorow!

Thank you.

-madden

(ps. I love this move the gif is from. If your wondering it's call "Napoleon Dynamite."

I like how I say some of these things for the yanderes when around half of them wouldn’t be too interested in me. For example: Schlatt, God!Techno and probably Dream wouldn’t be very interested purely because of personality. Which I’m fine with, they’re also some of the more dangerous ones.

That does still leave Techno, or the voices more specifically, Wilbur, and XD, possibly Dream if he was interested in me. As much as I love them, I wouldn’t be as safe as I’d like to think :]

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Yeah, a lot of younger people (when they first find out about yanderes), wish that they had one. When it's a stupid idea to even wish to have one. When really it's just kinda something fun to think/write about for me.

But I get you, and it's fun to think about stuff like that!

Hello there, I was wondering if you could probably write headcanon for Wilbur with a singer!reader? I imagine there's going to be some creepy musical vibes with him. And my inner musical enthusiast is digging it

Anyone else getting "Heathers" vibes? P.s. I'm gonna make it irl Wilbur. Just makes this easier to write. :) (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Triggers: Possessive behavior, obsessive behavior, unhealthy relationships, stalking, threats, mention of killing, being kidnapped (?), and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

Enjoy

Wilbur

Wilbur would always listen to you.

It was an understatement to say you were his comfort singer.

Wilbur loved the way your voice weaved into the strums for the guitar.

And the way your voice bounced with the beat of the drums.

Or how your voice danced along the piano keys.

Your genre was limitless.

You seemed to waver between an alternative pop and a calm Lofi feel.

It suited your voice so well.

There would be days that Wilbur would dream of being in your band.

Being alongside you.

Being the one to write lyrics with you.

Being the one to sing with you.

Just...being with you.

He wanted nothing more than to be the one you called for when you returned home.

Now, Wilbur wouldn't call himself a stalker, but he didn't keep up with you on any form of social media.

Wilbur tried his best to attend at least one of your concerts a year.

But deep down, he thought you would never notice him.

I mean, he was just some Minecraft Streamer that had made some songs.

But little did he know, you knew very well of his existence.

~

You notice every time when you posted Wilbur was one of the firsts to like and/or comment.

You noticed that his name would pop up a lot on your music videos and he would always attend at least one of your concerts.

How could you not notice him?

He was almost always in the front row, singing along to every word to one of your songs.

You had mixed feelings about this.

On one hand, you loved his dedication and support. It made you smile to know you make someone's day like that.

But on the other hand, you were slightly creeped out.

I mean, does this dude do anything else? You appreciate the support, but the thought of him getting too close scared you.

Little did you know, your up and coming show would be the last one with your original band.

~

You heard me…

Wilbur somehow would find his way backstage and then to your dressing room.

So during intermission, you had made your way backstage, and ended up being face to face with none other than Wilbur.

He had been hiding behind the door waiting for you.

Now you were pressed up against the door with Wilbur up against you and his hand over your mouth.

He had been rambling on about how much he had been wanting to meet you.

All you did was place a fake and scared smile while nodding slowly.

Wilbur noticed your smile and frowned.

"Why...why aren't you happy to see me? I've done so much for you. I...I'm one of your biggest supporters! I see you make eye contact with me at your concerts!"

He was careful to yell in a quiet voice, so as to not alert anyone.

But his tone was the thing that scared you.

"Listen (Name),...I know this is probably terrifying for you...and..and you don't wanna get hurt.yeah?"

You nod.

"Well..I won't hurt you. Don't worry. But I do want to join you...I want to be yours and you to be mine..what do you think? You can live with me. A-and... it'll be great.."

He says and continues to tell you all about what it'll be like living with him.

And how much he'll love you.

Wilbur will continue to go on rants about how much he loves you.

That is until intermission ends.

You two had come to the agreement that you'll move in with him, otherwise your band mates might have to suffer.

~

Living with Wilbur will be a whole nother hell.

He was controlling and wanted to be by your side constantly.

You couldn't even leave the house without him.

You want to go shower?

He's outside the bathroom humming to himself and waiting for you to get done.

He expects you to do the same when he is showering.

He's the one that does all the cooking, cleaning, and work.

He wants you to be completely dependent on him.

The only time you have free time away from him is when you are writing your songs, or are sleeping.

Even then he'll sneak himself into your bed and hold you for a while.

But don't think you're safe just yet.

Wilbur said he wouldn't hurt YOU.

That doesn't mean everyone else is suddenly safe.

Wilbur won't be afraid to get his hands dirty.

Nor is he afraid to threaten your loved ones.

He will gladly kill if that means putting you back in your place.

~

In short: It would be best to keep a better eye on Wilbur before he makes his move...

Word count: 749

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can i request some fluff for yandere jschlatt? him being ok with affection for once?? ☆〜（ゝ。∂）

Oh....I don't know...your asking a lot.. but..fine I guess just this once /j

Triggers: Angst, mention of mental break down, mention of being drunk. Please be careful when reading.

Enjoy.

Schlatt

First off. It’s not like Schlatt isn’t already affectionate.

It’s just the only time he ever shows it is when you're asleep.

He doesn’t want to risk showing anyone his weak side.

Not even his beloved darling.

But the rare time when he does show you affection is when he’s drunk and has a mental breakdown.

He’ll be crying and throwing shit around in his office.

You’ll hear the racket from your desk outside his doors.

The amount of crashes and pounding scares and worries you.

So it won't take you long to bust through those two heavy oak doors.

But once you do, thetheg sight will be a surprising one.

~

Schlatt will be sitting in the middle of scattered papers, brokens pens, a busted chair or two, and broken glass.

Maybe even more.

He’ll stink from all the alcohol.

There will somehow be blood on the floor.

But that's not the surprising part.

It’s his face.

Yes, his normal resting bitch face was broken.

His usual, cocky smirk was gone.

Wiped away like someone had just erased it and drew on this new unknown expression.

Tears will be spilling from his still face.

His ears will be dropped down as far down as they could go.

His bushy eyebrows will be frowned and his eyes will be filled with nothing, sadness and regret.

“Schlatt…?”

“(Name)…”

He will greet you weakly.

“What happened? Are…you alright? Do you need me to get you something?”

Schlatt will look at you with his broken and saddened expression, while motioning for you to come closer.

You were hesitant, but you walked closer, careful to not step on any broken glass.

When you finally walk into arms reach, he’ll pull you down onto the floor with him.

This will take you by surprise, but he won’t be letting go.

So you better get comfortable.

Schlatt will have his back against his desk, while he’ll be holding you in a bridal-like style in his lap.

Your head will be against his chest, while Schlatt will be quiet for a while.

He’ll just place soft kisses on your head, or just rest his chin or cheek on your head.

At this current moment, is recommended you play with either his hands, hair, or horns.

~

Schlatt will eventually open up, and he’ll talk in slurred words.

But, what can you expect from an emotional drunk man?

“I’m sorry for the way I treated you.”

“Sometimes I wonder why you stick around..”

“How are you not angry with me?”

“Do you ever think about leaving?”

“How can you not resent me?”

“Don’t you ever get tired of my tantrums? I know I would.”

“I never ask for your opinion on things, I’m just afraid that you won’t agree with me and you’ll be upset with my opinion…”

“I love you (Name).”

Are just some things he’ll say.

It’s probably best to just let him talk, and not say anything.

He just likes to have someone there to listen to.

This little venting session will last for a few hours.

And during all of it Schlatt will sprinkle in about how much he loves you.

~

After the venting session Schlatt will be very clinging in bed.

He’ll spoon you and hold you by the waist, while whispering how perfect you are.

And maybe leaving soft little kisses on your neck.

The next day, he’ll remember every part of that night.

But it's still best not to bring it up.

But you’ll notice that Schlatt will be a little more gentle with you after that.

~

In short: It’s not all that bad. Just don’t be a dick about it. :)

Word count: 609

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Hi madden, can I be a 👑 anon please?

I saw requests open so maybe a yandere please (Dream if it's possible) but instead Y/N is the possessive/obsessive yandere. Feel free to ignore this lol hope you have a good day<3

Hello! Sorry but we already have a 👑 anon, (you can see the Anon list at the very end of my rules and master list pinned post). But please do feel free to send in another request/ask with a different emoji/name!

Triggers: Unhealthy relationship dynamic (for a little bit), obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, stalking, mention of lack of privacy, And yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

Enjoy

Dream

He acted like he never noticed your stalking.

Like he never heard the small click from your camera.

He found it odd at first, like, why him?

Why would you be stalking him?

He kept his guard up the first few months, but you didn’t even try to hurt him.

You just followed.

After a little, he found it annoying.

Like, if he wanted to take a walk alone, nope!

Wanted to just enjoy a nice sunset alone, nope.

There you were with your camera.

Click.

Click.

Click.

Dream continued to be annoyed, until he had a brilliant idea.

He would make this all a game!

That's when the game began, and you would have to keep up with it.

Dream started taking different roads and routes some days, but then would switch back the next day.

This got on your nerves, and hearing your groaning in frustration was hilarious to Dream.

This just became entertainment for Dream.

And it would be like this for a long time.

But...it wasn't all fun in games.

You are still the possessive yandere, and you didn't like it when people talked to your Dream.

It's not like you had to kill anyone, Dream doesn't really hang around anyone a whole lot, so all you had to do was just scare them.

You would use many different ways to scare people.

But it didn't take Dream a long time to figure out that people were avoiding him a lot more than usual.

Dream at first didn't think of you, and thought it was just people being weird.

But the thought of you did quickly catch his mind.

How long do you stalk for?

Well it depends on the reader.

Some might stalk for longer than others.

But eventually you will have to make your move.

~

How do you meet face to face?

Well...it was a party.

Dream had been invited and so had you, turns out you were mutual friends with the host.

The party itself was boring, and you normally wouldn't have attended a thing like this, but you heard your little Dreamy was going to attend.

And that statement was confirmed when you were approached by none other than the man himself.

You were startled to say the least, but you didn't say anything.

Dream stood and leaned against the wall where you sat.

"You look kinda like a loser over here in this corner. Don't you know anyone here?"

"I-i do!...I just, it's boring. And I don't like shit like this…"

"Wow...that was edgy as hell."

"Thanks?"

Dream snickered, and then sat down with you.

"So..any new pictures? Did they come out nice?"

Your stomach sank.

Your face visibly paled.

How-how did he catch you?!

Was it that obvious?!

You could have swore that he couldn't see your face.

Dream chuckled. "Wow. You look like you've seen a ghost."

"But, it wasn't really that hard."

"I mean, you've been staring at me all night."

"The feeling of the stare felt familiar. So I just had to put two and two together."

…

..

.

The night itself was left to you having to confess your little obsession to Dream and answer his questions.

It was humiliating.

~

But surprisingly.

Dream will find your little obsession fun and amusing.

So, you two will become a thing shortly after that party.

Your relationship will seem pretty normal.

Except you wanting to check his phone multiple times a day.

You asking a million questions of where he has been, and if he's been taking care of himself.

You not approving of half his friends, but still letting them hang out.

And other stuff.

After a while, Dream will try to place some rules.

And he will.

And you will listen to them.

Dream doesn't mind explaining stuff to you or showing you his phone every now and then, but he will place boundaries.

But if you listen to all his rules, you get rewarded with being allowed to sit next to him while he plays video games and/or streams!

~

In short: You're quite the handful reader!

Word count: 685

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