Ghostbur And Wilbur Separately With A Darling That Is As Bad As Them. The Darling Is A Yandere Themselves

Ghostbur and Wilbur separately with a darling that is as bad as them. The darling is a yandere themselves for ghostbur and Wilbur. Basically yandere x yandere, and lets say people try flirting with the couple anyway. How would the darling react and how would Ghostbur and Wilbur react.

I really hope that makes sense. Im sorry if it doesn't.

Ooo! Interesting idea.

Triggers: obsessive behavior, unhealthy relationships, possessive behavior, threats, gore described in detail, and extreme yandere like behavior.

Please be careful when reading.

Enjoy.

(darling dialog will be pink in the first post)

-WILBUR-

I have a strong feeling Wilbur would love that you have the same love for him.

Wilbur is an aggressive and delusional yandere.

I could imagine his S/O to be a possessive yandere.

He would push you towards the plan of both your futures together.

He wouldn't tell you the plan in fear of you disagreeing with him.

While you would be scaring away any people that dared to call themselves friends with Wilbur.

He's yours and you'll be damned if anyone thinks about taking him away!

~

Wilbur loves your little possessive side and genuinely believes that you can't do anything wrong.

Walk in on your killing someone?

Went a little something like this:

~

Your knife slowly dragged down the girl's gut.

This girl tried to call herself Wilby's friend.

Like hell!

As you watched with blank eyes, the girl's guts slowly dropped from the several stabs and cuts on her stomach.

Her teeth scattered in the room, with her tongue laying along her head.

You moved your eyes to her several separated fingers.

The smell of metal, from the blood, invaded your nose.

While the sudden silence made your ears ring, from the sudden change in sound. As it was once filled with pain ridden cries.

You let out a heavy sigh, the door to the room slowly crept open and the sound of your lover's voice rang out.

"Oh, love?" He spoke in a sing-song tone.

He was about to continue, but cut himself off.

Your eyes widened with fear.

'Shit! No! No! No! Wilby!' you thought.

You quickly turned him, and began to walk towards him.

"W-wilby it's not what it looks like! I promise!"

Wilbur dropped the plate of sandwiches he had in his hand.

He rushed over and pulled you into his arms.

"Love, are you okay?!"

This…. wasn't the reaction you were used to…

Normally they scream and call you a monster…

You slowly wrapped your arms around him.

"I-im fine…"

He sighed in relief, "Good."

…

After that, he walked you to the kitchen, and had you sit on the counter while he made more sandwiches.

He had you explain what happened.

After your shy explanation, he simply smiled at you.

"...What?" You say unsure.

"You did that for me? Thank you."

~

After that, you two just cuddled and ate your sandwiches.

Wilbur would continue his plans with both your futures.

He would slowly guide you into that direction.

It would start with moving in together.

Maybe getting a pet.

And then move onto much bigger things.

~

In short: You two would be frickin soul mates.

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-GHOSTBUR-

Ghostbur is a gentle soul.

He doesn't want to hurt you, or really anyone else.

He's an extremely soft and genital yandere, with the only reason he is a yandere is because some possessiveness from being alive stayed with him.

But other than a bit of jealousy now and then.

He is a soft little soul, and you want to protect that.

I think an obsessive yandere darling would go best with ghosty.

~

Ghostbur would be unsure of your obsessive side at first.

He would have to remind you multiple times to be more gentle with people.

But he also appreciated that you liked him so much.

It made him feel special.

It made him feel nice that his feelings were reciprocated.

If you wanted to be a yandere to this little ghost, you would have to behave very well.

Let's not forget, he does get scared very easily.

If you did any killing it would have to be in secret.

And you would have to be highly cautious and careful with it.

Destroy all evidence.

Make sure he doesn't notice too much that the person is missing.

I would highly recommend that you don't kill his close friends.

But simply push them back a bit.

He is your little ghost boy after all.

~

Ghostbur himself is pretty clingy to you.

And you being clingy back only makes a clingy mess.

You can't be too high strung and worried about people trying to steal him away.

Or you'll miss out on giving him attention, And he'll be sad :(

Nobody likes a sad Ghostbur.

But let's say you do kind of play it dumb and forget to lock the door to your special little room…

The room where all the fun happens.

The room where all the blood spilled.

The room that is decorated with knives whips and other torture methods.

They hang on the wall like mantle pieces.

You show them off like trophies.

But only to the eyes of your kidnapped victims.

It would go a little something like this:

~

Your axe brought itself down harshly onto the neck of the victim.

They're screaming in pain, fell on deaf ears.

The blood splurged from their neck, as if it was some beer barrel at a bar full of drunks.

Some blood speckled its way onto your cheeks, the red mixing with the already light pink blush forming on your face.

This should always give you a rush.

You sick bastard.

You are thumped in your chest from all the adrenaline, The axe was a perfect choice.

Your eyes darted from wall to wall inspecting the damage that you have done.

Fingers and teeth feel different parts of the room.

Nails joined the clumps of hair that were pulled out.

The broken and distorted body of your victim laid in front of you.

You have put such hard punishment on them that they were barely recognizable.

Their nose had moved from the middle of their face to one side.

Their lips were bruised and puffy from all the constant punching and brute force.

Their eyes gouged out only hanging on by the nerves.

Eyelids peel back like orange peels.

While you're in it inspecting your great work, you heard that damn squeak of the door.

"Love?" The soft accented voice called out.

He could barely get in another word before he saw what you had done.

The bloodied axe still in your hand.

You turn to him and horror, eyes wide, pupils shrunk.

You fucked.

~

Outcome? Here:

Ghostbur ran.

He locked himself inside the bathroom, too scared to face you.

What if you heard him?

Was he the cause of this?

Why would you do something like this?

This wasn't you.

Or wasn't you were just hiding it…

You on the other hand dropped your axe and ran for him.

You have no intention of hurting him.

Only comfort.

But no matter how many times you called out his name, you only got a scared whimper and response.

How dare you.

Fucking monster.

You told yourself this many times.

Until you yourself began to cry.

Both of each other on opposite sides of the door hugging your knees close to your chest.

Ball in your eyes out.

Ghostbur out of fear.

And you out of regret.

~

Things weren't the same after that.

As a matter of fact shortly after he left you.

He was too scared.

And he didn't want anybody else getting hurt…

~

In short: ghostbur would not work well with a yandere significant other.

Word count: 756

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Okay, I have kinda a bigger project coming soon!

Irl techno is 5ft 8in. Sadly there is nothing for height for his character.

Yeah I looked all over google and couldn't find anything. Some sources say he's 6'2 and others say he's like 7'2.

Hey uh...quick question, does anyone know how tall Technoblade's character is???

Yo, I can just imagine technoblade walks into a room and sees his darling dressed in his armor. But like the armor is to heavy/big for them. So they stumble to face him, and they are like, "I'm the one protecting you today!"

Just like Ahh! I can't-

Hm... how about something for Dream himself? Maybe a darling who's got incredible luck? Not just winning games and finding things and the like, but a full-on "if you try to hurt them the universe will actively work against you".

- Ace anon

Oh boy! Here we go!

Triggers: Dream experimenting on reader, reader being used mention of being hunted, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

DREAM

Let's track back here, let me remind you. Dream is a possessive yandere.

He doesn't see you as a human, but a doll or a toy.

He only uses you to his own benefit.

Great! Now that we have that out of the way let's continue!

~

What made you catch dreams eye?

Well… he may or may not have been out on a little killing spree, And when he tried to shoot his bow at you he somehow completely missed!

Like how?!

He was very confused.

He had perfect game and almost never missed.

This was definitely a first.

But you did hear the arrow in it landed near you, you look down at the ground and then in the direction you thought you heard it shot from.

And lo and behold, there was some man himself standing there with his bright green hoodie and that taunting mask.

Your face visibly paled.

Dream was not happy with you seeing him.

So what did he do?

Fired another arrow.

Missed again.

Another arrow.

Missed again.

Another arrow.

Missed again…

This little game continued on for quite a while with you running away each time and him chasing after you and missing each time.

"How?!" Dreamy yelled in anger.

"I-I don't know?!" You responded with fear lacing your voice.

Dream decided to end this and throw his trusty axe at you.

….miss…

Finally after what felt like hours of a goose chase, Dream finally tackled you to the ground.

At this point you are already screwed.

You caught his attention with your impeccable luck.

He wanted to test and see how far he could take this.

~

So Dream being Dream he took you whether it be willingly or unwillingly.

You locked you up in a room and taught you who was boss.

You didn't fight for too long before you just gave up.

But you fought just long enough to where it was interesting.

Dream was having a blast.

~

But he would soon start to test your luck.

Oh you poor poor reader…

He put you through hell.

He would let you go and run in the forest, and chase you down like you were some deer!

Dream would shoot all of his arrows that he had at you, even his enchanted ones.

Only ever once or twice did you get hit, And it was only on places like the arm.

To say the least Dream was kind of infatuated and amazed.

So then he tried his luck with axe throwing.

He would tie you to a tree, so you couldn't move and couldn't go anywhere.

There was no way in hell he would miss!

But don't worry he wouldn't name for your head.

Just places like your legs, arms, and shoulders.

But somehow every time he was off but just a little bit.

But something started to happen…

After so many tests one day, dream was about to take another axe through you when he just dropped to the ground..

He was a coughing mess.

It sounded like he was coughing up blood.

'Was this the universe's revenge?' he thought.

Somehow in some way, your ropes were loosened just enough for you to squeeze your way out.

Now you are two choices.

Help Dream... Or leave him there to die.

~

Let's say you leave them there to die:

Well life would seem to continue on as normal, but your luck slowly started to wear out.

It seemed the universe had presented you with some sort of payback to it.

As of saying, you save this man and you will have eternal luck.

But you chose a selfish road.

You had always considered yourself a selfless person.

Someone who always helps others in need no matter what the cost.

That is what the luck was for, thanks from the universe.

Something that whenever you give it gave back to you.

But since you chose the more selfish route, You have to pay the price…

~

Now let's say you stay behind:

You quickly ran over to Dream checking if he was still alive.

Obviously he was.

But he had passed out from the coughing.

You took as much strength as you could to drag his heavy ass back into the house, and lay them on the couch.

You began to tend to what you could.

You looked around for medicine and gathered up any herbs that might help.

When he woke up it was fuzzy.

But he could see your silhouette standing over him.

Your eyebrows frowned from worry, and an unhappy look painted your face.

"A-are you okay?" You stuttered.

Only earning a grown from the man.

You told him to eat the herbs, after being stubborn for a few minutes he finally did.

~

This ending would lead to Dream surprisingly falling for you.

But that doesn't mean things get better…

Sure he might treat you better but, He's still going to experiment with you just a little bit more and more subtly.

The most I can do is wish you luck dear reader…

~

In short: Dream would be very cruel to the reader, but I guess the way you react the outcome is different...

Word count: 864

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