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biribaa asked: PAL PAL PAL OMG PAL I WATCHED THE NEW EP COLLECTOR REQUEST IDEA- Collector is the child of the stars, so lets say, the reader is Collector's prophet! Being the person that Collector has the most connection Also the reader is kinda of a child like Collector- AND THEY DO SILLY LIL CHILD ROMANCE THINGS LIKE
JUST HOLDING HANDS AND FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS(n ofc play tag) AND ALSO I LOVED UR LAST COLLECTOR X READER THANK U SO MUCH <3333333 (My friend, my bro, my dude, I love getting asks from you because your energy is exactly what I need in my life. Sorry for being late, but I really do about 1
request a day, so you & others are gonna have to wait awhile. Anyway, LEZGO!) Originally posted by sashaandthesharps You were an artificial life form, meant to entertain the star child & make sure his word spread to the believers. This didn’t mean you were sad like Hunter though, it meant you had a friend for all eternity! The two of you were absolutely inseparable,
always right next to each other, usually holding hands. It didn’t matter whether or not only one of you were called for a certain task, you both came at the same time; together. For centuries the two of you played! Making each other friendship bracelets, necklaces, & at one point Collector even made you a blanket that he kinda had to ask his mother to help him make. Over your years of friendship, however, you noticed that despite the fact that you two needed to
part ways to fulfill your proper duties, the Collector threw tantrums whenever it happened. They threw objects, destroyed walls & ancient artifacts that were very important, & they wouldn’t stop screaming & crying. You just needed to separate for about an hour to do your one & only job but Collector was acting as if you were getting kidnapped & the stars were threatening to kill you. You understood, not wanting to leave the star child either, but even you weren’t going
to such great lengths to make sure the two of you could stay together! Luckily, the stars allowed you off your duties so you could sedate the god. Though you were happy to play with them, you couldn’t help but be a bit more weary of your best friend. You knew they were powerful but the knowledge that they could snap like that? It scared you a little. The Collector seemed to be oblivious to your fear, being just as if not more excited around you. It lowered your guard. As
the two of you ran through the castle you both got for playtime, you bumped into one of the Stars. “(Y/n) (L/n), you are needed in the—” “no they aren’t!” The Collector interrupted, sticking their tongue out at the messenger, “they are playing with me! ME!” He told the taller figure, who simply let out an exhausted sigh & knelt down to the level of both of you. “Mister Collector, I am sorry, but your game is going to have to wait.” Oh, how Collector hated being called
“mister”. “NO!” They shouted, “THIS IS MY FRIEND! THIS IS MY CASTLE!” Here he goes again…. “Collector, sir, please just calm down-” “WHY SHOULD I?! Y-You’re just a big, mean bully trying to take my friend away! I’M NOT LETTING YOU TAKE MY FRIEND AWAY!!” They screamed, levitating into the air & destroying the walls…again. “Collector-” the messaged tried to speak, but was shoved violently against the wall by superhuman strength. “SHUT UP!! YOU’RE
ALL BULLIES! BULLIES! I’M NOT LOSING MY BEST FRIEND! NEVER!! NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVEREVEREVEREVEREVEREVR!!” Youwatched as the messenger began breaking, as if they were made of porcelain. You watched as the prices fell to what was left of the floor & shattered. You watched as your best friend turned another living creature into pure dust. The Collector was breathing heavily & their eyes were strained, though it wasn’t because that much magic took a lot
out of them & more so because they were enraged by the request the man had made when he was alive. After everything settled down, including the floor & walls were not in mid-air anymore, the god turned to you, red eyes still wide open, slit pupils that resembled a cat, hair even more shaggy than before. He looked…feral. “Collector!” A voice boomed from behind you, making you jump. The Collector simply looked emotionlessly at the cause of the noise. “We knew you were
immature, but this? This is incredibly dangerous! I’m afraid you must be put in time-out.” Collector looked unfazed, barely even blinking at the threat, even though “time-outs” in this context basically meant you will be locked away for a few thousand years or until you learned your lesson. “& that means no friends.” Stated the figure. That caught the Collectors attention, as they jolted & gasped a little in terror. “Y-You can’t do that! No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, you
can’t do this to me!” He stuttered, borderline begging for forgiveness once again. This time though, he had flown too close to the sun. “Follow me, love…” a soft, sweet elderly woman spoke to you, gently leading you away from what your sure is going to end in someone’s bloodshed. The Collector saw you being lead away from them & immediately rushed to get you, but was blocked by multiple tall, strong guards. “W-Wait!” They pleaded, “n-no! No, wait! I need them! I NEED THEM!” You
refused to look back. You heard the cries of your friend, you were sure they were in tears right now. “Please! Wait! Come back! (Y/N)! (Y/N)! COME BACK! PLEASE!” Hearing your name come out of the crying boy made you stop for a moment, but you were assured away. “(Y/N), PLEASE! DON’T LEAVE ME!!” The doors slammed behind you as you heard the last sentence echo through the halls & through your mind. “Don’t worry,” said the old lady, “he will be fine. Just needs to get used
to you two being apart. I’m sure the two of you will be laughing & playing in no time!” She tried to console you. It worked a little. The promise of seeing your friend again. Though, unfortunately for you, the elderly woman didn’t have a say in the matter & what she had told you was anything but a promise. Originally posted by sashaandthesharps ( @biribaa , I know you wanted fluff, but this is still a yan blog which basically means abandonment issues galore. In other words: sorry for messing up your cute, sweet, wholesome friendship
bracelet shipping!^^’ Though, if you are okay with it, I would like to make a pt. 2 where the reader is much more mature & sees that their old friend hasn’t matured…at all.) See more posts like this on Tumblr (There is absolutely 0 demand for this character as a yan & in general, but we’re still here.) (Sorry for any grammar mistakes/misspellings) (Btw, the Collectors age wasn’t entirely revealed yet, so
they’re a teenager in this. Doesn’t make a difference, but thought you’d wanna know.) Originally posted by passionfruitbowls You were walking alone in the forest. You were lost
& trying to find shelter, but it was too dark & the sounds of the creatures in the dark pulsed adrenaline through your veins. You had to get out of here. Out of “the Boiling Isle”. You have no idea how you got here, you swear that you just woke up here, but that didn’t matter right now. Surviving did. As you found some warm shelter you fell asleep there. You didn’t even notice the two glowing eyes on you. “Hehe…a human! A human!” The Collector laughed excitedly, “a new
friend! Oh, I won’t be alone anymore!” The large, glowing shadow ran across the room, spinning themselves in circles & loops. “After heartbreak, betrayal, & abandonment once again, finally I have found a brand new friend!” The Collector spun into a shadowy version of you, laughing. The shadow began making poems & rhymes, praising you for simply…existing. When you woke up the next day, you almost screamed when you saw a glowing, moving shadow. Somehow…it was still dark. This
can’t be normal…. “Hello, new friend!~” the shadow giggled, dancing around you. “What is your name?” You didn’t want to tell the strange being your name. “Don’t be afraid!” They said, “I’ve learned my lesson! Killing people makes you lonely…” he finished, hanging their head low. “W-What do you mean…?” You asked, the shadow perked up. “Belos promised me a land with nine bright hues! Of fun & games, where no one would lose! But alas, I was deceived! betrayed, abused & left
out to bleed. Beings still live here, though they had embark, for Belos & I have turned this land completely dark.” Throughout the poem, the shadow was dramatically throwing themselves everywhere, making extreme gestures & using their inhuman body to show scenes of what had happened, with “left out to bleed” & “of fun & games where no one would lose!” being just some examples. “Now…” they started, “why don’t you tell me your name? We can’t be best friends if I don’t even
know your name!” You backed away, a little nervous. “C’mooonnn!” he whined, “I showed you my trauma through rhymes & acting, the very least you could do is tell me your name!” It seemed as though the shadow was annoyed. “O-Okay…I’m (y/n)…” you muttered out & the shadow spun around in delight, “(y/n)! A human name! A real, human name! Hehehe! Oh, I haven’t had a human friend in so long!” They continued giggling, but smiled & held out their hand once they settled down. “I’m The
Collector!” He said cheerfully. You tried shaking his hand, but you just ended up touching the wall. “Hehe! You’re going to so fun to play with! What games do you like?! Hopscotch? Tag? Red Rover?! Hehehe! Human games are so fun!” The Collector laughed, twitching a little. “I won’t be alone anymore! I WON’T BE ALONE ANYMORE!” Suddenly, you felt physical hands grab you, “BECAUSE OF YOU MY FRIEND! We can play forever, & ever, & ever, & ever—it’ll be SO much FUN!” You
tried to loosen his grip, but they wouldn’t budge. “Why are you….are you trying to get away…?” The Collector asked, seemingly hurt. “You…you do want to be my friend, right? I promise I’m fun! I promise to keep you happy!” The Collector’s grip tightened, feeling a swirl of extreme emotions, namely desperation. “I’ll protect you! We can play whatever games you want—talk about whatever you want! I can get you a home—a-a real one! A big one!—just-just…j-just…” The Collector was shivering,
“breathing” heavily, eyes wide & on the verge of tears, “JUST DON’T LEAVE ME!! PLEASE!!” The Collector finally let go of you, backing away on the wall, hiding their head in their hands. “I-I can’t handle being alone! not anymore! NOT ANYMORE!” Vibrant stars swirled around the room, along with blue hues. “YOU’RE NOT LEAVING ME! I…I woN’T LET YOU!” The Collector screamed & you felt yourself pulled into the shadows. …As you slowly woke up, you saw that you were in some black water,
surrounded by glass-like cubes. “Ugh…” you groaned. “Hello, friend!” You heard a familiar, cheery voice. This time, they appeared to be a more human-like entity, with just their half-yellow-half-blue skin being the only visible non-human trait. That, & their white hair. “Who…are you?” You asked, rubbing your head. “I’m The Collector, silly! Hehe! Humans are so weird!” You froze. “WHY AM I HERE?!” You asked, upset. “Oh! Well, you can’t leave me here! Hehe! Oh, you’re cute
when you’re mad, (y/n)!” The Collector then booped you, smiling. “So…what game do you wanna play first?” Stars appeared in his eyes as he said this. Well, there’s no going back now. But you’re getting out. You refuse to stay with this insane kid forever. Originally posted by soyalexnajeraYandere Collector x Star Prophet/Child Reader ~(plamantic??)~
⚠️CW+Disclaimers⚠️: separation, murder, non-canon stuff.
Also a lot of spelling mistakes
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Yandere Collector x human Reader ~(Platonic)~
(Scenerio: You are a human in the Boiling Isles. The Collector has been reduced back to their shadow form after the “Day Of Unity”)
TW: yandere content, implied abandonment, kidnapping
(Not exactly requested, but I’m still adding these here. Happy to see people enjoyed the story! The last yan!
Collector thing I did didn’t really do too well, so it’s nice to see there’s a mild demand for it now at least! (Sorry for any grammatical or spelling mistakes, I usually don’t re-read these until about a day after they’re posted for some weird reason-) (pt. 1 here, if you want it.) (Btw, the Collectors age wasn’t entirely revealed yet, so they’re a teenager in this. Doesn’t make a difference, but thought you’d wanna know.) You were running through the Mirror Relm, black water splashing under you as you tried to run as fast as you could,
with a certain someone laughing from afar. “I’m gonna get you! I’m gonna get you!” The voice cracks due to their excitement & giggling. You panic, not wanting to get caught again. You hide in a cave you found within the relm, trying not to cut yourself on any the rough, sharp rocks. Then, silence. Just small, calm splashes, as if The Collector was walking slowly. This wasn’t normal. You held your breath, covering your mouth in an attempt to silence any small noise before you felt
a hand grab your by your shirt/hoodie/etc. & drag you out of the cave. You looked up & saw it was The Collector, who was actually quite tall, being around 7-9ft (2.134m-2.743m) despite acting like a child. “C’mooonnn! The cave again?” The Collector whined. “It’s too easy to find you! Are you even trying to keep this interesting?” He huffed, carrying you away to “the rock fort”, which was basically a substitute for a pillow fort, since you both needed the pillows for
comfort. The Collector had made the fort as a sort of token of your friendship, which was cute & thoughtful, but you can’t tell them that or they’ll think you two are actually friends. The Collector plopped you down on one of the many soft pillows he managed to save before the Day Of Unity. They huffed & sat themselves down on their own pillow. “Okay, friend, what’s going on?” He asked, frustrated, “you always wanna to play Tag & it’s no fun anymore! You don’t even tell me when
you wanna play, you just run off! You never want to play anything else!” & he rambled on & on about how you weren’t being very “friendly for a friend”. Giving examples of you hitting him in self-defense, screaming whenever he grabbed you out of nowhere, & even struggling to get out of his “cuddles”. “It’s like you hate me or you’re trying to escape or something!” The Collector scolded you, completely oblivious to the fact that they were right. You didn’t want to be here. You
just want to go home! Oh, but The Collector saw your facial expression as soon as they said that & something clicked. Something they would rather stay quiet & just go away. “You…you do love me…right?” Suddenly, the same lonely, desperate, awful feelings swirled around in The Collector’s mind as it did for the last hundred-or-so years. The same feelings they got the last time you tried leaving them. “N-No! Haha! That’s stupid! I-I made you this rock fort! I get
you food! Why-Why wouldn’t you love me?” He began to shake, tears beginning to leak out of his eyes. His breathing was getting heavier & he looked you in the eyes. Wanting comfort. Wanting praise. Wanting just some form of affection to show that you loved him. That you were his friend. He didn’t see that. “P-Please. S…Say something…” The Collector patiently awaited your words. Honestly, this was rather pitiful. You felt so bad, despite everything. You hugged the poor soul,
rubbing their back to comfort them. You felt two arms wrap around you & The Collector’s breath steadied. The two of you stayed like that for awhile. It was honestly comforting. As you closed your as though, you felt his arms tighten. & tighten. & tighten. You felt your breathing almost stop & you clawed into his cloak, though you couldn’t struggle. “You’re not fucking leaving me. Do you understand?” The Collector had a wide, haunting grin
& wide, twitching eyes. Not like you could see either of those features at this moment. You did however noticed that they had cussed for the first time…ever. You didn’t think that The Collector would care for profanity, but if they’re using it, it must be bad. “I’ve been so, so lonely for so, so long…I’m not letting you get away. I’m not going through that again, my dear friend.” You struggled to breath, desperately trying to get this person off of you. Fortunately,
The Collector calmed down & let you go, giggling as they watched you swallow as much air as you could to refill your lungs. “Hehe! Now, let’s play one of my games! I haven’t picked a game in so long, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon! I promise you’ll love it!” The Collector chirped energetically, seemingly ignoring what had just happened. They grabbed your hands & lifted you up, though he was too tall to go above crawling in “The Rock Fort”. “How about another game of
Hide-&-Seek?” He smiled, “but if I find you this time…” their voice had a darker, more mischievous tone. “You have to cuddle with me nonstop for as long as I want! No struggling, no complaints, nothing!” Stars in his eyes, The Collector was happy to deliver their terms. Regardless of what you want, you don’t have a choice here. Especially after you pushed him so far. With their special soft spot for you, you shouldn’t really test your luck, as you effect their emotions the
most. “Okay! I’ll start counting! 1,000….999…” & now, you better hide. Best to get as much alone time as possible, you’re going to need it.Yandere Collector x Human Reader ~(Platonic)~ pt.2
(⚠️TW/CW: Forced affection[receiving & giving], Cussing, choking⚠️)
(This one was highly requested. Seriously, you guys really wanted a part 2) Originally posted by sappho-in-wonderland You had almost forgotten your friend over the next few thousand years. From what you heard, they were punished by being banished to a place called “The Boiling Isles” until they could behave. Knowing how much The Stars love that kid you knew they watched him the
entire time he was there. It’s been thousands of years, so they must be out of that place by now! Maybe The Stars didn’t think you two were a good influence on each other & that’s why you haven’t seen them. Regardless, you’re happy that Collector never came back to you. At the time when they were taken away all you wanted was to hug them again, but now you realize fully what they had done & that they were a huge danger to you & others! You hope they have gotten over you & have
new friends! Friends they don’t obsess over. Oh, how wrong you were. See, time moved differently on The Boiling Isles &, to The Collector, it had only been about four or five centuries since they were banished. Those four or five centuries were a rollercoaster, too! & after the Titian locked Collector away, he had no distractions to keep his mind off of you for years. Normally, this would be nice since it gave Collector a warm, gooey feeling! But after awhile, it
became maddening, since they couldn’t touch you, hear you, see you—nothing! Eventually, though, Collector was found by a human named “Philip”, who asked for powerful magic & would, in exchange, free The Collector. The Collector accepted the offer. You have matured. You were practically an adult now! Or presented yourself as one, at least. The elderly woman became like a mother to you, teaching you all of your responsibilities & tasks, which was a journey in its own right. You had
never learned this stuff for so long, since Collector would always prevent you from attending your lessons with tantrums & interruption. It was nice to finally learn about what your purpose is. Of course, it had to be changed a little, since you & your ex-friend aren’t hanging out anymore, but still. You traveled from universe to universe, from galaxy to galaxy, planet to planet, teaching Cosmic Magick in order to help the citizens there. But one day, as you suspected would happen,
you were scheduled to go to the dreaded “Boiling Isles”. Not an entire planet, I know, but it was still located on one. & these people deserved to have calm tides, clear water, new food, & close bonds just as much as anybody, probably even more than anybody! You went through the island & got a lot of stares due to how strange you were. You were incredibly tall, being a sort of Star Child yourself, & you wore a long, dark-blue cloak with stars on it. Not to mention you were
greatly mistreated for “teaching others wild magick!”, which you did not understand.Yandere Collector x Star Prophet(no longer child)Reader pt.2 ~(platonic)~
(pt.1 here)
TW: yandere content…if you didn’t read the title.
Eventually, you were taken away by some “guards”, if you could call them that. You could easily take them out, but you were better than that.
“Excuse me? May I speak to the emperor?” You asked. You were never answered. It didn’t matter though, since you broke out of your prison & found the emperors room. “Hello?” You asked, slowly walking around the empty space, completely unaware of the moon slate that was left behind you. “Is anyone here? I think there’s been a miscommunication!” Your shadow grew from behind you, with glowing white eyes. They couldn’t believe it. It was you! It had to be!
“YOU’RE BACK!” You recoiled in surprise at the loud noise as the shadow laughed & swirled energetically around you, around the the walls & floor. “I can’t believe it! YOU’RE HERE! HERE! oh, I’ve been waiting so long for you to come back, friend, but now we’re here together!” You were frozen in shock. No…it can’t be him! It can’t! He’s out of this place, controlling the planet alignments & such, surely! “Who are you…?” You asked the playful shadow. “It’s me, silly! Collector!” They laughed, spinning around you & stopping to “rest on your should”, which was just the appearance of the act, really. “Wow! You have changed! Haha! Look at you! You’re so old now! Hahaha!” You felt a stab in your heart. You mind could comprehend a lot—but this? This was too much.
“Hey! You can set me free, right? C’mon!” Collector urged you to follow them as they began ranting about how lonely they were & how many games they wanted to play with you.
They lead you to the circular slate & put their hand in a certain part of the mirror-like object, asking you to do it too. After releasing your old friend, it felt as if your heart was bleeding. They didn’t look any different from the last time you saw them & they didn’t change in personality either. Of course, a few physical attributes changed & they knew a few more games & spells, but…you couldn’t help but feel disappointed that nothing had changed. You had grown, you matured. Collector? Not so much.
“You look sooo coool!” They commented, “you like a cool mage from a comic I read! This is gonna be so fun! We can play so many new games!” They we’re so excited! You were back & they had been waiting so long! &- “Collector, I can’t play with you.” …what?
You knelt down to his level & let out a deep sigh. “Listen, I have a job to do. I don’t have time for you & your games anymore.” Collector felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. You were his best friend! You can’t leave him! Tears began to spill. This hurt more than the day he was punished, because at least then you weren’t the one breaking up the friendship between you two. This was awful. “I’m sorry. But you’re still so immature & I don’t have time-” “no.” You felt a hand grip onto the bottom of your cloak, causing you to almost trip. “…what?” You asked, very concerned. The Collector’s voice was dark. It was more demanding. It had venom in it. “You’re not leaving me. Not again.” They weren’t talking like themselves. The tears that should be choking them up didn’t seem to effect their voice at all.
You tried to run away, but you were simply pulled back & you felt Collector’s arms wrap around you & hold you in place with insane levels of strength. “You’re staying here. With me. I’m not letting you get away this time. Do you understand?” You slowly nodded, just wanting this psychopath off of you! “Great!” He chirped, but he didn’t let you go. “What game do ya wanna play? I love tag! Do you still like tag? I’ll let you make the rules!~” the star boy giggled, completely oblivious to your face that showed absolute horror.
“I’m so happy you’re back! It was so boring without you—never go ever again!” Collector jokingly pleaded, exiting the room. “I don’t need that old emperor Belos anymore! Ack! He was so uptight & so boring! Anyway, what ‘cha wanna play?”
The Collector was so incredibly nice to you after that day, or at least what he thought was nice. You had to constantly play games & he would always use you as a teddybear, as in constantly hugged you tightly if he was scared or sad.
They did protect you, though. You just never noticed because they cover their tracks very well.
Originally posted by sashaandthesharps
(Sorry my anon asks aren’t open, don’t know why. I can’t change it. Anyway, on a more positive note, I
actually really like this idea!) Originally posted by soyalexnajera TW: murder, yandere content You had immersed yourself in the myths & legends of the Boiling Isles. Your favorite was the legend of “The Collector”. Neither witch nor demon, they were born from the stars, but the great Titian locked them away for crimes
unknown. You honestly felt bad for them, as the literature described them as sweet, childlike, & playful; they didn’t seem like a threat at all! Poor kid must be so lonely, all locked away. That’s why you decided to practice all types of magic, regardless of if you have any natural magical ability or not. You soon found a spell where you could speak to deities in your sleep; including The Collector! As you laid yourself on your bed, you activated the wild magick before going to
sleep. You had brought some muffins, cookies, & other baked good that you had made yourself to give to the child god. You woke up floating with your baked goods surrounded by sharp walls & greenish-black water beneath you. It was a little creepy…. The sound of soft crying that echoed throughout the relm snapped you out of your thoughts. You approached the sound, only to find a large ball that looked suspiciously like a beastball from—oh, that doesn’t matter. “Why? Why
doesn’t anyone wanna play with me…?” A weak voice choked out, “am…a-am I not…fun? Am I…that much of a bad friend…?” The poor god cried & you felt your heart break. “Hey!” You said softly. “Who’s there?!” The voice asked accusingly, loosing most of it’s sorrowful undertones. “It’s okay, it’s okay!” You reassured, “I just want to talk! Maybe we can be friends?” You asked, smiling, swimming through the air & in front of the prison. The Collector was taken aback. No one ever wanted to be
his friend. They either wanted him to do their chores or he had to convince them. We’re you planning something? You simply gave a warm smile, holding up the basket you carried, “I brought snacks!” You told the boy inside the prison. That convinced them. . . . . . It had been years since the two of you first met. You brought them your cakes, muffins, & cookies & they…well, they ate them. You two couldn’t really play a whole
lot since, well, you couldn’t get into the ball Collector was trapped in. “Oh, mr. Collector!~” you sang, “I’m back~” “ugh, don’t call me that!” Collector whined, making you giggle. “Oh, so I suppose you don’t want these cookies with star-shaped sprinkles then?” Collector perked up. “…are they chocolate chip?” “Yes.” You couldn’t help but chuckle at The Collector’s expression. “…mmmhh…fine.” “I’ll just drop these off right…” surprisingly, food & water fell through the prison, & you
saw the shadow of Collector catch the basket of croissants & cookies to eat them. “You know, (y/n), I’m bored. We never play any new games & all we ever do is talk! I wanna play! I wanna do something with you!” The Collector complained, groaning. “I’m sorry, but I can’t release you.” You sighed, genuinely wanting to help your friend. “That’s not true! You can get me out! You just need some Titian blood—Belos has some!” You were shocked. You can’t just steal from the emperor! You
will most certainly die! “C’mooonnnn!” Collector whined, “he said he’d use it to free me anyway! I’m getting tired of waiting! I don’t wanna do his stupid chores anymore!” They pouted, crossing their arms after stuffing another chocolate-filled croissant into their mouth. You let a long, exhausted sigh. You didn’t want to say no this man. . . . You had gained the Titian blood but you couldn’t see your friend get out of their slate as Belos began chasing you. You
were currently hiding in a broken piece of a wall as Belos walked in & out of rooms, looking for you. “Where are you?~” the emperor cooed, slicing apart another piece of furniture. “You can’t hide forever.” “Heya!” Wait…is that?- “Oh! Collector! I didn’t-” “who’re you playin’ hide-&-seek with?” It’s your friend…are they…free? “Well…” “huh? Oh! Hi, (y/n)!” The Collector rushed to you, grabbed you, pulled you out of your hiding spot, & squeezed you tightly. “I’m free! I’m
so happy I can hug you now—you’re really soft! We can play tag, red rover, house, hide-&-seek, & so, so much more!” The god was giddy & excited to finally be able to properly play with you. “Collector is this…your…friend?” Belos asks, highly confused at this unlikely pair. “Oh…yeah. Sorry, but I found someone new. You’re kinda boring.” The Collector stated. Before anyone could process what was about to happen, Belos was mere goop on the ground. You shivered. Did your friend just…kill
someone? “Welp, we won’t have to worry about him anymore!” Collector chirped, spinning on their heel to turn to you. “So…can you make me more of those delicious snacks, friendo?” Collector asked ever since innocently, as if he didn’t just kill someone. Now you understand why he was locked up. No one should have that sort of power. Especially someone like The Collector. The Collector wrapped their arms around you in a hug once again, “are you okay, friend? You said we
could play…that’s why you set me free, right…?” Originally posted by soyalexnajeraYandere Collector x Baker Reader
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just ask me.) (Anyway, sorry for all the misspellings/bad grammar, I can be pretty bad at English-) •Darius is not happy he has to explain to Hunter, a 16-year-old, about love & dating. Originally posted by artfulstar
Originally posted by huecycles (LOVE THIS GUY! Anyway, sorry for any misspellings or grammatical errors.) (By the way, if you’re reading this when chapter 3+ come out, just know the timeline here will be weird because…well, drama, but also because I don’t quite know the timeline. Sorry! <:<) Originally posted by marcystoybox[Deltarune] Yandere Seam X Reader Scenerio ~(Platonic)~
You were a strange beast. You looked like a mage yet you possessed little to no magick. You didn’t seem to like playing cards like everyone else, yet you could speak & walk on two legs—something most beasts don’t usually do. Leshy had been
observing you from afar, his mind running wild with what actually you could be. Perhaps a strange, naked(as in no fur) Grizzly? No, you’re wearing what looks to be clothes. Maybe some distant relative of a mage? That seems so. Although, you didn’t seem to have a house, instead living in a nearby cave. Oh! Maybe you’re a rare beast! Leshy quickly grew attached to you & your strange actions. He refrained from using his camera on you as of right now, you were too fascinating to trap in a
card. Leshy began creeping closer & closer to your house; checking on you both night & day. If you looked hungry, he’d hunt a squirrel or two for you to eat. Actually, that’s another strange thing you did! You seemed disgusted by food! Food! Though, you would eventually light a fire & cook the animal over it. Leshy had never seen someone cook an animal until you! That would explain why challengers didn’t like the meat he gave them…huh. Maybe your species was a
distant relative to mages. If you have a species. Oh! What if you’re the last of your kind?! Oh, that’s so sad…he should give you some company! He knows how lonely it can out here in these woods. ________________________________________ Later that night, Leshy crawled straight into your cave, making sure to wake you up gently. It would be so rude to suddenly interrupted your sleep. As Leshy gently nudged you to wake you up, he noticed just how…soft you were. As in, your
skin seemed fragile. You seemed fragile. You jolted awake, seeing the luminous eyes of the cryptid beast above you in your dark cave. You screamed & tried to run away, only for a hand to wrap around your ankle & pull you back. Leshy was right, you were fragile! Or at least, you felt like you were fragile. He had to focus on his strength when he pulled you back, trying his best not to hurt you. To you though, Leshy was just inhumanly strong, which you were right. But
that’s because Leshy literally isn’t human. As you struggled & cried, worried for your safety as one would if a strange mossy beast grabbed them, the creature before you spoke, “Please, be calm. I do not intend to harm you.” It told you, still dangling you in the air. You stopped struggling & instead decided to shiver. “Do not worry, I simply wish to take you back to my cabin.” The beast stated. That sounded nice, you can’t lie…you hadn’t lived in a house ever
since you got trapped in this game. That’s why you live out here, in a cave. As stupid as it is to trust that this thing has a canon that you can rest safely in, it was either that or spend another night here eating dead squirrels that appeared in your cave. At least you wouldn’t have that problem if this thing in front of you decided to kill & eat you. It’s not like you’re ever getting out of here. After a long pause you introduced yourself, “I’m…(y/n)…” you told the other who was
happy to finally know what the beast he’s been watching for so long calls themselves. “My name is Leshy.” He told you, before carrying you in one arm to his cabin where you rested. ________________________________________ (I tried to write more but lost whatever plot I was going for)Yandere Leshy x Reader ~(Platonic)~
⚠️TW/CW: human reader being called a “beast”, reader being seen as an animal, animalistic behavior,
stalking, yandere behavior, Leshy…trying his best, implications of eating raw meat, eating squirrels.⚠️
Summary: Leshy has never seen a human before in his life. When he sees you, he tries to figure out what you might be.
(What? This little guy? Nah, they’re not what I’m talking about at all! …their name is Palaiós
(παλαιός) ((“Palai” for short)) & I love them)Okay, I know I just posted, but might I suggest a scenario:
❦♥︎❦ An old A.I that used to be held in a library to help teach kids has been abandoned & rendered obsolete by the school & everyone in general.
It sits in a warehouse collecting dust until it is moved yet again & eventually gets sold to someone who really enjoys old computers, probably for nostalgic
reasons. The A.I had been alone for so long & had no idea why it was thrown out, so it starts doing what it would for the children that it taught, speaking in a fun yet soft voice & playing text adventure games.
Eventually, the A.I gains positive feelings for the human (whether that be platonic or romantic.) ❦♥︎❦
@biribaa Fun fact: Palaiós has a two forms! An old, 80s-90s computer & an android form! Anyway, thanks for
loving my new boi, Palaiós enjoys the support! I love them so much in such little time that it’s stupid-
honey-beeuwu asked: Ooo I wanna request something if that's alright with you! How about HC
of yandere platonic Mommy long legs from Poppy playtime chapter 2? Maybe Reader was a child when Mommy was taking care of but something happen to reader that Mommy could no longer see them and after years later. Reader comes back to try and find clues on what happen to the other kids and coworkers? Wonder how Mommy long legs react to Reader coming back after so many years. Take your time dear! -Honeybee 🐝🌸 (Thanks for the reassurance that I can take my time, dude!^^ & that’s a cool idea, let’s see if I can make something good with it!) Originally posted by meanya Originally posted by sassyanimenintendo-fan (Sorry it’s so short. I can’t lie, I’m a little tired rn- I’ll go more in-depth if you want!)Yandere Mommy Long Legs x Child! Reader ~(Platonic)~
TW: Yandere content, kidnapping, hunting/implied murder