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✧REQUESTS ARE OPEN!✧

Heya Bubs!

I just want to say that requests are open!! I finally got some motivation and ya girl is in her two week holidays (even though its almost the end of the first week oops-) but even if I do have the drive to write all the idea's I have aren't doing it for me. When I'm in a funk I can't think of idea's and need a little push so please request!!

I do head canons and prompts! You can also just shoot a character and idea you have!!

Also I do subjects like Self Harm comfort and mental illnesses and chronic illnesses!!!

Unless told otherwise I do chubby female reader, so if you want anything else please specify!!

I do mostly Soft!Yandere stuff and I write for alot of fandoms!! Like; -Sunny day jack -Your Boyfriend -Moon Knight -Bucky Barnes -Star Wars -Marvel Characters -MHA/BNHA -Overwatch -One Piece -Resident Evil (Only Karl) -Detroit Become human -Demon Slayer -Free! -Naruto -Noragami -Batfam -Genshin Impact -JJBA -JJK -The Arcana (Game) -Hannibal characters -Obey Me! -Hetalia

And more!! If you have something that isn't in this list, your more than welcomed to ask! I probably missed a few oops-

I only have a few rules so please follow them! -I don't write any Yanderes ABUSING their darling (mention of past abuse or someone else abusing darling is fine) -I DO NOT WRITE PREGNANCY STUFF!!!!! -NO RACISM! -IF YOU DO NOT LIKE SOMETHING DO NOT READ! Don't be that ass who trolls! -I write for chubby body's mainly and non-specified bodies (aka I wont mention weight or height etc.) as I only really see chubby bodies being represented when its asked. If an anon asks for something the body type is usually always interpreted as skinny which is absolutely okay but I write for my own selfishness so I will only write SPECIFICALLY for skinny bodies if it's commissioned.

I look forward to anything you can come up with!! :D

~Mwah

Crosshair has a thing for chubby women. That's it, I don't make the rules 🙄🙏

NO NO NO NO. YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME

GEONOSIAN BRAIN WORMS, RIGHT? THEY MAKE THE CLONES ACT ON A HIVE MIND AND BASE INSTINCT, WHICH UNDOUBTEDLY BRINGS UP REPRESSED FEELINGS (see the quote from one of the troopers that cornered Bariss "That's the thing about us clones, we know how to stop a jedi", something that the clones obviously think, but would never say out of the mind control) WHAT IF THE CLONE'S BASE INSTINCT, THEIR INNERMOST FEELING, IS OBSESSION FOR YOU

Like, say you're a camp assistant traveling along with your squad on Geonosis, it's a successful mission, save for getting separated from them for a bit after a freak cave in, but when you're back on the ship, your boys are acting different. They've been staring longer, wanting to be closer to you, but being more distant at the same time. They don't react to your jokes, just smiling awkwardly and exchanging glances amongst eachother. They always seem to be just... sitting in silence when you walk into the room, staring straight ahead.

They've been fighting the urge to implant you with the parasite with everything they've got left, but it's twisting their thoughts. They've never felt more unified, they think with one mind now, and the only thing that one mind agrees on is keeping you all to themselves. And if that means allowing the worm in to help you see their point of view, then who are they to resist?

They can't for much longer anyways.

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Screaming and crying rn bc I know the clones would love a partner that can cook, and I've literally burned soup 😭

Yanderes who start out obsessing over one seemingly perfect person, but then observe a less outstanding acquaintance or friend of their darling's and fall even harder for said person in a tesion filled slow-burn>>>>>>>>>>>

*holds up a tiny mic* Ma'am, the people want to know more about your ocs. By the people, I mean me.

Agh! Yall are so sweet 😭, I have so many, though. I have three clone squads of five, two (clone) Mandalorians, and a zombie clone.

I really love writing for them, but I don't want to scare away my niche audience by writing for characters yall are unfamiliar with, even if it still would be yandere/reader insert content 😭.

So idk, yall just lmk

Gregor, dismounting from his speeder after a ride together: "You've got a bug in your teeth."

Mc: *swallows it*

Gregor: *falls a little bit more in love*

Thinking abt my fix-it au where order 66 did happen, but a ton more clones survived and now a lot of them live on a farm.

In this au Tup was presumed dead, and my reader insert, who worked as a janitor on Kamino, saw that his vitals had come back online momentarily and kind of just took him back to her lil farm.

She nurses him back to health and they kind of start a little home for clones who defect. Tup discovers his love for gardening and has a sick ass vegetable patch.

Fives is also presumed dead, but survives, eventually breaking his way out of the morgue and finding their weird lil halfway house via an incripted comm signal Tup sent him before he was shot.

He stays and finds comfort in farming while dealing with the guilt of being too late to stop order 66.

They wake Kix up, free Dogma and Slick, and help a bunch of other clones.

They don't really join the rebellion, they just enjoy the freedom that comes with everyone thinking they're dead or MIA.

And yes ofc it's a semi-yandere au.

Basically:

Tup: "And this is my wife-"

The clones they just rescued, in unison: "Our wife."

When is it my turn to be a sort of timid new resident of Coruscant who the entire Coruscant guard adopts as their communal wife against her will or knowledge 😞🤜🤜🤜

Do yall have anyone you'd like a series or one-shot for? I'm taking suggestions! :D

I'm also willing to expand outside of star wars, but that is what I tend to focus on!

Ugh the geonosian brain worms and yandere clones have taken over my brain once again, I have to write now 😔

Pretty please send in requests! My brain is dried up of ideas 😭

I may start rewriting my Steel x reader story soon, bit in the meantime I'd love to hear from you guys! :3

Sigh yandere clone commandos sigh

Yandere Fives when his Cyare confronts him about ruining the life of a man who looked at her too long for his liking:

You: My boyfriend isn't picking up any of my calls and I haven't seen him in days, I wonder what happened to him :(

Edge (CT-9538), who is what happened to him:

Steel is coming back. No stopping it. He is approaching as we speak.

Can't Help Falling In Love With You 🤍

Pt. 1

Yandere! Cheater! Officer Clone trooper x Fem! Reader

Series TW!: cheating, mistresses, grief, murder, Evil-ish, being trapped, toxic relationships, forced relationship, obsessive love, obsession, general insanity, manipulation, disloyalty

A/N: I hope you guys like this first installment of my new-ish series! I do intend to finish it this time lol. I really hope you like it! :3

You sat in the dark, staring blankly at the messages. They were sweet, affectionate, and playful, with a deep sense of connection that made bile creep up your throat and your head light. You remembered when Steel used to message you like this, it seemed so distant now, but you could remember it almost vividly.

You hadn't realized you were crying until you had to sniff to keep mucus from dripping onto the data pad. It made sense why he had been so distant recently; staying out late on his leave instead of being with you, always on his data pad doing 'work', never really touching you anymore.

The name opposite his own messages seemed to be laughing at you, bold and victorious as it burned into your retinas;

Arah

Was that her name? It was pretty, like she must be. Was it just that, or was she funnier, smarter, more capable, more interesting? Maybe all of the above.

You cried out, pain racking through your entire body; you had thought he was your person. You thought he thought you were his person.

It had all come together when you met him, and now it had so rapidly fallen apart.

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The morning following your discovery was bleak, but you had to keep it together, at least until he left again for the day.

It was a sisyphean task to hold back your tears without him noticing as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head before he went (something he hadn't done in a while), but you didn't think you could face him now, not until you got yourself together a bit.

You finally broke once he closed the door behind him, trying to take air between sobs as you did your best to move towards the bathroom.

Skincare didn't work, the tears and snot wouldn't stop long enough for any of your products to set.

Putting on a nice outfit didn't work either, you just found new ways to compare yourself to how pretty his new girl must be, making your crying all the more intense.

Finally, you found yourself in the kitchen, exhausted from a day that sped by you and stomach rumbling.

You had to climb the counter to get the ingredients that you needed, seeing as the it only reached your hip at the most.

Steel had insisted on you not "wasting your money" on a step-stool, going on about how he'd always be there to get things down for you. Remembering that made you grit your teeth, grief momentarily replaced with vitriol.

Karking liar.

Mixing and cleaning went by in a blur, you were so practiced by now it felt like a reflex. You looked down at what you were making.

It was both of your favorites; pancakes.

It was simple, basic even, but it had kind of been your thing. It seemed appropriate considering you had met in a diner.

You felt your eyes heat as you flipped the pancake.

You really thought he loved you.

You could remember the first time you had kissed, the first time you had felt so wanted and right with someone;

You giggled as he bumped your shoulder with his, the rough material of his uniform scuffing your bare arm lightly as he grinned down at you. The rain pattered on the two of you, your hair and his hat beginning to drip.

You paused your walking as you caught his eye, the look he was giving you catching you off guard; his brown-gold eyes shone more openly than you had ever seen them, soft affection following your every movement as his lips curved into a warm smile.

"What?" You smiled up at him, laughing lightly.

He stepped out in front of you, leaning down to push the hair away from your face and touching your nose with his,

"You're perfect, angel."

Your eyes widened as you took in the moment, a desire settling itself against your ribcage at his declaration. Stomach fluttering, you worked up every scrap of courage you had, finally leaning forward and closing the distance between the two of you, pressing your lips shyly to his.

He seemed to be in shock for a moment, making you pull back, only to give a small squeak of surprise as he shot out a hand to bring you back, capturing your lips gently, but passionately, against his once more.

You both stayed like that for a while, lips moving against each other in quiet tenderness before he pulled away slowly, rubbing your cheek with his calloused thumb,

He breathed softly, face only an inch from yours, "Sweet girl."

You bit back a silly grin, bringing your forehead to his and placing your hands at the sides of his face in a Keldabe kiss, one last show of your overwhelming adoration before pulling away.

"You want to come back to mine? I could make breakfast for dinner; your favorite."

He said nothing for a moment, looking at you as if you were the beginning and end of the galaxy, making you almost tear up before his face broke into a lopsided grin once more. He picked you up by your waist suddenly, causing you to squeal as he spun you around, laughing,

"Cyar’ika, you are the love of my life!"

You stared at the pan, watching the pastry grow black as you zoned out. The love of his life.

You sobbed, clutching the counter as the smell of burning pancake filled your nose.

Maker.

Yandere clone antiharem with slowburn when

Random question: what do you mean by antiharem? (Also I love your blog!)

Oh yeah! No worries! (And thank u sm!) I mean like a group who starts out hating you (in this case as a romantic rival) but slowly ends up falling for you instead of said person.

Hey! So now you've put scenes and idea's in my brain, like da brain worms. So I thought to share.

And now I'm thinking of the darling who gets bullied and picked on by the yandere troopers, and they bite and snark and push back, but eventually they're reputation is ruined, their friendship with the yandere's Perfect Beloved is severed, they lose their job and home and possibly their money/savings (slicers are terrifying and don't get enough credit). So they move away, to a whole other system/planet and start a new life. Cut all ties, close any accounts, remove any real way to contact them and go off to somewhere no one would think to look for them (not that anyone would, they believe). Nobody knows them, they don't know anybody, and it's pretty off-the-grid but quiet and peaceful. They rebuild their life, their confidence, and find peace and joy in this simple existence.

Meanwhile, the troopers are... conflicted. They have their Perfect Darling all to themselves, removed the problem, but... they're disappointed when there's no snarky greeting when they visit their Beloved at work and spend the entire shift just hanging around. There's no back-and-forth while they wait for their shift to end and they can take their Perfect Love out on the town or to the barracks or back to their place.

They... well, they miss the other person. What a shocking revelation it is! To miss their rival, the threat, the person they hated. Or, well, thought they hated. The group is confused, until one of them learns the phrase 'puppy love'.

Yes. That's what it was. Just puppy love. They didn't know better, and seeing someone so new and nice and kind and perfect blinded them. Sure, puppy love can bloom into genuine love, but as they watch their Perfect One, they find themselves... disappointed. Uninterested. Their responses are rote, behaviour predictable, there's no fire or spark in their eyes, no flare of emotion beyond kindness and understanding. They're nice, yes, but now that the initial feeling have settled and faded, they find they preferred the more stimulating company of their friend.

The friend they chased off.

What had started out as dislike, hostility, anger, jealousy and even hatred, had morphed into something else without any of their notice. Their cranky, clumsy, funny, earnest little rival that had matched them word for word and insult for insult, and yet had turned around and defended them against bigots and idiots in the same breath.

Their darling little rival, their lovely antagonist, the one they thought was the villain... but was really the victim in all this. They had been too hasty, too cruel, and did not give their daring darling the chance to show that they were the better match. Not their perfect friend.

They tried to find them. Desperate to make amends, to beg forgiveness, to show their wayward darling that they had learned their mistake and wanted, needed, to make up for it. And oh, they would gladly spend the rest of their lives making up for their foolishness, their cruelty, for being so blind as not to see their perfect match in the imperfect one.

But they couldn't find them. They had erased themselves digitally, and whenever they had left they had done so (unknowingly, luckily) when camera's had been down or things deleted or lost or files corrupted. No records, no trace or trail to follow and find them. The troopers despaired, but would not give up. Once the war ended, they would set out and find their beloved.

Perhaps this was a test...? Yes, a test. To show their devotion, and their dedication to righting this wrong. The first step in their atonement, to prove that they were serious. To prove they were worthy of their Darling. The moment the war ended and their brothers had settled, they would set out.

They would hate to keep their darling waiting.

God you're a genius! I love this scenario, I hope you don't mind me using it!

Tw! for: yandere themes, stalking, slight infantilization, past cruelty and bullying, unreliable narrator

Vay's face dropped once more as he watched you from his place across from your apartment window.

"Oh, cyar’ika..."

You had thrown out another one of their notes, looking terrified, tears welling in your eyes as you checked the locks on your door once more.

You never wrote back, no matter how many gifts, heartfelt apologies, and professions of their love he left on your rickety desk.

What? Did you want him to beg? He would! Gladly.

God, he would love being on his knees for you, in any way.

At one time, the thought would have disgusted him. Him? Bowing to scum like you? A gross little whelp who was trying to take his sweetheart from him? But now, he saw you for what you really were. Not blinded by that bitch who had tried to take their attention away from you.

Perfection.

He needed you. They needed you.

Looking back on your snarky remarks had become a fond pastime of theirs. Instead of infuriating, they had shifted into something adorable. Like and angry tooka kitten hissing and spitting when you approached.

Since they had finally found you again, watching you had come to make him anxious every time he was on shift. (Not that he didn't enjoy seeing you, your time together was the highlight of his week!) He just couldn't stand to see what your life had become without them! You went to your little job, then came home, occasionally went out with your idiotic friends (who were in no way fit to be anywhere around you), sometimes even going out by yourself (which gave Vay a heat attack, what would you do without them there to keep you safe?), but that was about it.

You had no real connection, as happy as you made yourself out to be. No one to take care of you, protect you in the way you obviously needed.

It broke the trooper's heart.

Luckily, it wouldn't be long now. They would place themselves back in your life soon enough. They only hadn't sooner to give you time to get used to the idea. They knew their behavior before had been unacceptable and cruel.

Poor thing, they had stung you so badly you felt the need to run away! To test their devotion to you by hiding away on the outer rim. Luckily, they were expert trackers thanks to their search and rescue training.

But honestly, what did you expect? You couldn't ask anyone to let a cute, fiery little thing like you go. No, this had to have been a test, silly girl.

Don't worry, once they get you settled in their new base and off of this dump of a planet, once they deal with your new "friends", you'll never want for anything. Surrounded by the protection and love you so desperately need.

Don't worry, love, they'll take care of all of it.

They'll take care of you 💙