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this is only tangentially related, but when the yandere kids are older, I have a weird need for them to meet. Like. Yandere Parent Anonymous Support? Group therapy?

But they've already met! Childe and Scaramouche's children know each other! And fairly well at that!

Of course, Adonis and Damon mention being weary of their father, but Momo can't fathom that sentiment!! She literally gushes about how cool and awesome of a hero her dad is while they all sit in the children's section of a harbinger meeting.

i am feasting on your yan oc content!! (love it when writers share their ocs!) (will read your newest one tomorrow 👀) djsjhd hope thats not weird to say ahaha

GENUINELY NOT WEIRD AT ALL! it's actually so sweet!!! I love writing about my OCS as well and I'd be so happy if even one person read for them and liked them!!!

How did you get introduced to yandere content? Do you remember the one that got you hooked?

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Not particularly?? It's a pretty loaded question.

I've always been into anime since elementary school and when future diary came out, I discovered what a yandere was around a similar time as everyone else. I've mentioned it before, but I'm super into Alice in the Country of Hearts, and Peter White is my favorite character as well. Whether or not he's a yandere is debatable, but he did solidify my love for obsessive, "I would do anything for you," characters.

In terms of writing, I started writing fanfiction in middle school. Initially I wrote vocaloid fanfics and I even had a yandere character in one of my more popular fics without knowing what yandere was.

my hc is Sleeping Like the Dead is a back story of how Amelia happened lol, i guess that’s why Diluc feels so guilty towards the darling

I'm gonna be so real, that's the best idea I've ever heard. I genuinely wasn't thinking about how Amelia was made, I just knew it wasn't consensually, but I like that a lot!

What kind of yandere is dottore ?👉🏻👈🏻

I don't write for dottore, sorry. You can see which characters I write for in my rules!

I just wanted to say thank you for your writing because your works are what first originally introduced me to yandere fics and helped me find what I was interested in, and secondly introduced me to DoL which I've been obsessed with recently.

Thank you soooo much! I'm so happy that I introduced you to both yandere and DoL!! They're also like two of my favorite things so I'm really glad that you enjoy it so much!

I’M PUTTING. YOUR WRITING. IN. MY MOUTH

I EATS IT!!!

I ATES IT!!!!!!!!!

ARE YOU OKAY????

Mmmmmm your new Childe fic was DELICIOUS AND SCRUMPTIOUS. I’ve missed your yandere Childe writing and this was SUCH a treat <33333

Awww!!! Thank you!!! I appreciate that so much! That fic has been in the drafts for months so it felt good finishing it!!

I was just reading a higurashi/genshin fanfic and then the thought came to me, have you ever watched When They Cry?

I've always wanted to, but I've never gotten to it.

It's not surprising at all, but I do LOVE horror. I love horror games. Horror movies. Horror anime. I love all things scary, so something like higurashi seems like it'd be right up my alley. I'll definitely look into it.

Ok so, I've been having this taught of reader falling into a coma and not remembering anything from what happened before waking up. Which yandere do you think would take advantage and which would feel bad about doing so?

And why is it Diluc?

You were told you told a nasty fall. Right down the stairs at that. You're quite the clutz, one of your maids joked to you, but it's not like you'd remember. Everything about yourself, other than your name was blurry. Your name and something else. Red hair. Long red hair flowing down his back. Other than that, your mind was empty of memories, like you'd been reset with nothing.

"Master Diluc will be here shortly," the maid said with a smile as she used a wet cloth to dab the knot on your forehead. Swollen and painful, you could see the water in her bowl turning red from the dried blood, but she still smiled. Almost as if she enjoyed tending to you, "He's been dying to see you. You've had him worried sick, my lady,"

"Diluc...?" You repeated his name back, it felt foreign on your tongue, yet all too familiar at the same time. You forced yourself to think on that name as you'd done your own and nothing came up. Just empty, hollow, and blank.

She chuckled at your response, "Your husband! My boss. Master Diluc?" She tested these words while staring into your eyes, waiting for any sign of familiarity, but that flicker never lit in your eyes, and you grew more and more confused as she spoke. She watched your face change and in turn, hers did as well. You recognized the expression she was making. A look of worry and fear, that she tried to mask.

"I-i...have a husband?" You asked. The idea sounded crazy even to you. You'd gotten married and completely forgotten the person, forgotten the wedding, forgotten yourself.

Her little bowl was sat to the side and she dusted her hands on her apron. Moving quickly, she gave you a weak, worried smile as she marchd to the door, "I'll go get master Diluc." She said hurriedly, and she was gone. Leaving you in an unfamiliar room, with a strangely comforting ticking of a clock.

It wasn't long before the door opened again and he stepped in. He looked serious, almost scary, but also strangely remorseful. His eyes danced over to your forehead, where the bump was, then back to your face. His lip quivered as he knelt down at your bed side, reaching out to take your hand and being surprised that you allowed it. But his touch was gentle, he traced his thumb up and down the back of your hand, testing words on his tongue before he finally asked, "What do you remember?"

A weak smile formed on your lips. How could you tell him nothing? Or that all you had were bits and pieces of memories and even then, they weren't anything to go by. Yet that little shy smile was more than enough to tell him what you were thinking. He grimaced a bit before taking your hand and squeezing it, his touch was warm, borderline hot against the back of your hand.

"I'm your husband, Diluc Radnvindr and you're my wife. We've been married for two years," he spoke slowly, as if he were explaining this all to a child who wouldn't understand, "We live just a little bit outside of Mondstadt, I own a winery and the surrounding land as well."

At his mention of marriage, you looked down at your hands. Bare. Not even the indent of a ring on your finger.

"We don't have rings?" You questioned curiously, but sure enough, when you looked at his hand, he was wearing his wedding band dutifully. A plain gold band that wrapped around his finger.

Diluc's face tensed when you asked the question. It was an odd expression, not the type to face you expected your husband to make. But he still reached into a table at your side, opening a velvet box and showing you a similar gold band, only this one sparked with jewels and gems. It looked practically brand new. Not even a scratch or fingerprint on it. Almost like it'd never been worn.

"You always told me you weren't too fond of rings," he muttered, but his face looked sorrowful, "I couldn't force you to wear it so you never did."

You looked at that ring and you saw pure beauty. It looked like it was forged with love. You couldn't imagine why you didn't wear it, it was to pretty to not be seen. When you slipped the ring out of the box and onto the finger, Diluc made a face that was a mixture of surprise and horror. You gave him a questioning glance, but only was met with a stiff, but reassuring smile.

Days went by with you being a doting wife to Diluc, but the back of your mind something always felt wrong, like you were doing everything wrong. When you questioned why Diluc always ate his meals in his office, he did sit and eat with you at the table, but the maids looked confused at the sight of him. When you mentioned that it was strange that you and Diluc had supposedly been married so long, but didn't share a room, he allowed you into his bed. But even seemed uncomfortable by your presence.

Your dreams were restless that particular night. You dreamt of memories that you'd forgotten like you were living through them again. It was pouring rain and your heart was pounding. As you ran through the gardens, your feet bare and filthy with mud, all you could think was that you had to get away. But away from what?

Your heart thumping in your ears seemed even louder than the rainfall, your clothes soaked, fear being the only thing that pushed you further. When your wrist was grabbed, you screamed. Screamed harder than you had in your entire life. You expected to see a stranger when you turned, but instead you were met with familiar red hair, and angrier red eyes. Diluc.

He struck you. Hard across your cheek. It was a stinging slap, only calmed by the cold rain water hitting your face. Before you could even get the chance to fight, Diluc was dragging you back the way you came. Towards the manor. Towards your prison. You dug your feet into the mud, but you didn't stand a chance against his superior strength.

When you awoke in a cold sweat, chest heaving and eyes threatening to cry, his arm over your waist felt more like a restraint than a comfort. He slept peacefully right next to you as your mind tried to make sense of your dream, your memory. A pit formed in your stomach, a feeling of fear and worry as you thought about every strange thing about your marriage. About the strange way the maids looked at you. About how Diluc himself seemed almost surprised by what you assumed was typical martial affection. You swallowed hard as faint memories came flooding back. And the sudden realization of the fact that you were being lied to. And the liar, the cause of all of it, was nuzzling his face into you side.

If you write anything yandere ayato related MY LIFE IS YOURS

I'm screaming! Why do I get so many of these??

Okay, since I haven't really written for him yet, you can give me an idea. Just tag your next ask with 🌊 and I'll write it.

What type of pets would yanderes give to their darlings? Do they allow any or none at all cause they might get jealous?

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Ahhhh I never even thought of this!!!

I think the only one who would actually give you a pet is Diluc. Mondstadt has a lot of strays anyways, so he believes that a cat would be a good way for you to socialize since you can't leave the manor and don't talk to him or the maids.

For Childe, he'd be a bit jealous of a pet. Especially if you asked for one. Childe strikes me as a dog fan sometimes, but it would be hilarious for him to just give you a fish. Something very unassuming that won't take too much of his attention.

And Scaramouche would make you earn the right to a pet. He makes you earn damn near everything that you have. Dogs are way too roudy for his taste, but he is rather fond of cats. I imagine that reader, being a bit mischievous, would ask for a rabbit. A calmer pet, but not what he wanted.

I realized that I just be writing whatever and y'all bitches eat that shit up damn near every time and I really appreciate that.

Your yandere Diluc makes me soooo sad I always imagine him as teeny tiny wet kitten that’s starved for love :(

Y'ALL!! HE IS STILL A BAD PERSON!!! YOU'RE FALLING FOR IT!!

I love ur fanfics so much I just wanna eat your words

What is up with you people and eating fics??? Are y'all okay?? Eat a proper meal!

If Yan! Diluc evil why soggy kitten?!! Riddle me that??

In the nicest way possible, some of y'all might just be easy to manipulate.

Started playing Love and Deep space and I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't fully fleshed out, 3D combat??

Girlies be like: "relaxing time♡" just to read the most amazing yandere diluc fics cooked by a master chef in tumblr

I constantly say "I'm stressed, I need to rest my mind a bit," then I pull out the most debauched, heart breaking, angsty yandere fic that I can get my hands on.

Girl your new banner jumpscared me

I am sorry!!! I wanted to try something a little new!! It definitely is a bit of a jump scare when you're not expecting it!

Bbg I'm so tired, tell me something sweet ✨😔

Sis I'm also on my last legs!

But fr, you're an amazing author and a great person!! Don't forget to rest!!