You Can Just Tell That She Doesn’t Play About Her Nightly Candy Crush Gaming Sessions In Bed

Well. Happy Mothers Day to everyone except whoever runs the official RE twitter.

valentines day activities with wifey :*

I love a crazy woman, like tell me again you would kill me rather than seeing me with someone else.

"Marguerite is so upsetting to look at" maybe to YOU. I love looking at Marguerite Baker

Yandere Mother Miranda headcanons

Tw: Actions of murder, blood, actions of mutilation, actions of drugging, actions of kidnapping, possessive/obsessive behavior, yandere.

Yandere type: Controlling, possessive, blood shedder, stalker.

Her little feather.

You fell into her clutches as soon as you entered that village.

You were so oblivious to her as she watched you wander around, nearly killed by multiple lycans.

Silly little feather, you were lucky she was there.

Blood sprayed as she killed those horrid creatures, you barely had any time to process what happened.

Not even the next second, she was gone. Just a flock of birds left behind.

As you continued wandering the village, you always felt eyes on you.

Or a single crow watching you.

It was quite odd that you hadn't encountered any lycans, since the priestess.

Or any alive ones at least, you always found beheaded ones. Laying in the snow, the snow stained crimson.

Was this a threat? Or a message?

You didn't get to finish your thoughts as a cloth covered your mouth, a sweet scent filling your nose.

It took only a few minutes of struggling before you blacked out.

You'd wake in a cell of some sort, a pillow sat under your head.

You'd groggily get up, standing in front of the bars. Only to be met with Mother Miranda herself, a faint smile on her lips.

She was in control now, there was no room for protest anymore. You were her little feather, never to be spoken to, or even looked at by anyone other then her.

~Her pretty little feather~

~"You're finally mine little feather, mine. You will not argue, is that clear?"~

(Headcanons were a little longer, and had a slightly different writing style this time. Hope you all still like it.)

Yandere Karl Heisenberg headcanons

Tw: Mentions of killing, slight profanity, forced affection, marking, possessive/obsessive behavior, yandere.

Yandere type: Possessive, overprotective, moody, lenient.

He calls you his little rabbit

A rabbit he has to protect from the dangers of the outside world.

Like hell he'd allow you into harms way, that just isn't happening.

He'd have no problem killing anyone or anything who he thinks is a 'inconvenience' towards him and you.

He has his days where he can be nice, and then where he can be irritable.

It honestly depends on what happens that day, and whether he's dealt with Miranda, or had yet another argument with Lady supersized bitch.

He wouldn't be the strictest yandere, he'd allow you to have your freedom around his factory. He'd make sure none of his 'creations' would hurt you in the process.

Weirdly enough his punishment is most likely gonna be forced affection, he like's seeing you angry as well as defiant.

He has his own ways of showing affection, (if he feels like showing it).

Like making something for you, or letting you sit on his lap if you felt like it.

His way of marking you, or showing others that you're owned would be some type of jewelry he made. Or just a big purple hickey on the most visible side of your neck.

This man has no shame, and never will.

~You're like a trophy to him, that'd he never let go of.~

~"I'll always make sure everyone knows you're mine, little rabbit."~

Lady Dimitrescu!

Piece 20/31

Still the most unrealistic thing happening here is the ice cream machine working.