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Btd always brings back trauma but this is so wholesome!

I love it

Old doodle rq for @salandersan 🥰

Dahlia the titty whisperer 🍒🔮

Lol I couldn't draw one babygirl without the other so I decided to draw em both 💖

(Sorry the linework is super rough in some areas, I didn't have time to clean the sketch up thoroughly 😭)

Thank you for your patience & I hope I did your girl justice!! 🙏💞

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Lawrence / Boyfriend to Death 2 ©️ @gatobob 🌿🔪

Dahlia ©️ @salandersan 🌷✨️

IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH

Those are some honkers damn

Seth with the cat beany omg

Back on my bullshit 🤭 (midnight edition 🌃)

Ngl I absolutely could not focus on hw tonight so I ended up doodling the boys wearing these kitty themed titty sweaters I saw earlier online. Might reattempt the drawing later on when I actually have enough time to put some real effort into it 😅😅

And regarding the Seth doodle... there's no valid excuse for it, it's just a self-indulgent doodle I did a while back that I never got around to posting until now LOL

Sorry for whoring out your boys Moonie, I promise it will happen again 🫶

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Seth, James, Xavier, & Max / Bloodlust Devotion ©️ @hotpinkmoon

Ft. sweater reference image (in case anyone was interested haha)

Im sorry??? This looks so good with colour??? Its SO CUTE OMG

Recycling content is a good idea cuz you get to see ur art progress so don’t let anyone tell u otherwise

Lovely eyes 👀💖 (take 2!)

Drew this image based on an old comic I made of these two sometime last year. I figured since my art style has gone through several changes between now and then, why not redraw one of my favorite panels from the post? Not my absolute best work but an attempt was made and I'm pretty happy with the results :-) Hope you guys don't mind me recycling old content for the sake of drawing practice LOL

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Peony Hemlock ©️ me / @hemlock-haven

Seth Devland / Bloodlust Devotion ©️ @hotpinkmoon

Absolutely gorgeous 😍

I decided to hop on the bandwagon and fill out the form bc it seemed like too fun of an opportunity to pass up lol

If you couldn't already guess by now, my "MC" for the game would be my babygirl Peony 🌺

I wrote a few facts about her on the template already but if you're curious to learn more I'll go ahead and elaborate below! 🥰

Template/ Bloodlust Devotion ©️ @hotpinkmoon

Peony's full legal name is Peony Cecilia Hemlock, she's 25 years old (as of the start of the game) and her natural height is roughly 5 ft, 7 inches. Her favorite color is yellow and she has close ties to hemlock flowers due to her family's history, so this explains why her heart is designed the way it is.

In regards to her interests, she uses reading as a small form of escapism from her otherwise extremely busy lifestyle. She enjoys reading fantasy and drama novels, but her favorite category to indulge in is romance since she's a helpless romantic at heart. She likes to imagine that one day she'll have her own storybook romance that will put all the others to shame, despite her questionable past making that damn near impossible to accomplish. She also has a huge soft spot for animals (although dogs are a particular favorite of hers) and young children. At one point, she was studying to become a kindergarten teacher before a certain "incident" involving her brother caused her to have to quit her studies and uproot her entire livelihood. She doesn't regret making these sacrifices for her brother, as she loves him unconditionally and is the only family he has left, but she sometimes wonders how different their lives would be if she had decided to finish her education and pursue her interests instead.

The rest of her likes are pretty self-explanatory, minus her involvement with Seth. Of all the BLD love interests, she would get along with him the best. She appreciates his kind and gentle heart and finds his timidness to be somewhat endearing. She's willing to overlook his murderous tendencies (since she'd lowkey be a hypocrite if she didn't LMAO) so long as he establishes a strong communication system with her about who he plans to kill and why. Depending on how deep they are in their relationship, she'd eventually start to accompany him on his trips to help him get the job done faster and to make sure he doesn't accidentally leave behind any traces of his own DNA at the scene. Her biggest fear is him getting caught and being taken away from her, so she'd do everything within her power to prevent that from happening.

When considering her dislikes, she's a fairly straightforward woman: don't lie, deceive, or blindside her or else all hell will break loose. Due to her past, she has a low tolerance for dishonesty and finds it extremely annoying when people avoid being upfront with her. Should she come to find out she's been lied to or misled, her trust with that person would be completely broken and she may even cut ties with them entirely depending on the severity of the situation. In regards to the remaining dislikes, she finds sloppiness to be a personal pet-peeve and has a mild case of arachnophobia.

The way things were before (Platonic Yandere Muzan x reader)

This was inspired by the last episode of the latest season where we get some Muzan lore. This is kinda my first time writing real angst so tell me what you think. Keep in mind this is based on the anime and I haven't actually read the manga.

Check out my other works here: Masterlist.

Anger.

Ever since Muzan was young, one emotion he always felt was anger. It stuck to him like a tumor, destroying him from the inside out.

He felt anger for his illness that prevented him from having a real life. He felt anger for having to be tested on by doctors nearly daily. He felt anger that people looked down upon him as he grew weaker and weaker. But more importantly, he felt anger that nothing changed. He never got better, he never got stronger, no matter how much time went by.

As he aged, and his illness got worse, Muzan accepted the fact that his anger, his hatred for everyone would never leave him.

That was, until he found you. His beautiful, wonderful child, the only thing that could quell the rage inside of him.

You weren't his biologically, no, but that didn't matter to him. Before he was too sick to leave his bed, Muzan found you orphaned living on the streets and took you in. Ever since, you've been repaying him by taking care of him.

"Father, it is time to take you medicine." There you were, right on time. Muzan refused to take his medicine from anyone else, even his most notable doctors.

He was too weak to sit up, simply moving his head to acknowledge you, watching as you sat down in front of him. Muzan didn't complain as you moved his head so the medicine could travel done his throat more smoothly.

Once done, you lay his head back down, putting the small bowl down next to you, blessing him with a kind smile. "How are you feeling today father?" You question.

"I'm doing fine now that you are here, my child." You giggle, the smile reaching your eyes. A small smile graces Muzan's face at your happy demeanor. Even if it is only for a second, Muzan is happy.

"Oh, I almost forgot." You gasp, "The doctor has new medicine for you, he wanted to give it to you himself."

Muzan let out a childlike groan, rolling over to face the balcony. It was beautiful outside, but Muzan couldn't help but feel annoyed. The sun was too bright, the wide was too strong, the birds were too loud. Even the thought of having to interact with his doctor for a second caused his blood to boil.

You roll your eyes at him, "Father, you have to take your medicine, the doctor knows better than me." He does move to face you, but you could tell he was annoyed.

"The doctors are incompetent." He moves back on his back; his brows cross in frustration. "They have been treating me for years, but here I remain, trapped in by bed." He laments.

You frown at his words, looking away from your father with sorrow. You remember a time when he was still healthy enough to spend time with you, your favorite days being when he would grow flowers with you, teaching you about their meanings and medical uses. But now, just standing was enough to strip him of all his strength.

You've been forced to watch as your father grows more resentful for the people around him, hating his doctors, maids, even gardeners for simply existing, being able to live the life he most desperately wanted. On days where his illness is at his worse, he mumbles about wanting to destroy them all, something you assumed was delirium caused by the medicine.

Even though your father has changed, you still love him, and you can't help but see him as the carefree, happy man he was when you were younger, even now. It's why you so desperately want him to get better, so that maybe you could go back to the way things once were.

"Father, I promise they just want to help." You try and talk some sense into him, though his resolve doesn't budge. You sigh, "it would make me really happy if you let the doctors give you the medicine." You put emphasis on the word really, in hopes it would motivate him. To your luck it did, Muzan moving to face you, sighing at your pleading face.

"Fine." Was all he said, feeling warmth bubble up in him as you smiled. You leaned down and hugged him the best you could.

"Thank you, father." Muzan smiles, happy once more.

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You haven't visited you father in days, him forbidding you from entering his room a few days after he took the new medicine. You didn't mind though, it probably had some bad side effects, so you left him alone. Though, you couldn't help but question whenever he ordered for a worker to enter his room, especially when you swore, they never left.

Today was the final straw, you had to see your father. Workers had been disappearing left and right, and you knew your father was not going to be happy about it if you kept it from him.

As you get closer and closer to your father's room, a stench more disgusting than anything you've smelt before entered your nose and caused you to gag. You would've thrown up than and their if you didn't cover your mouth quickly.

The smell only got worse as you slowly crept towards the door, it nearly becoming unbearable. You swallowed down you fear as you knocked at the door. You could hear the faint sounds of crunching, like someone was chewing on something tough which made heartbeat against your ribs.

"F-father, are you in there." The chewing stopped and your heart sank. Your hands shook as you heard someone move towards the door. Slowly, the door opened, revealing your father covered in blood. He smiled down at you creepily, a stark contrast between the horror that covered your face.

Muzan moves to cup your cheek in his hand, blood smearing on your face. He could hear your fearful breathing coming from your nose as you inhale and exhale in rapid succession. He rubs your cheek, trying to calm you down as you look into his room, seeing the mangled-up bodies behind him. Your breathing became even more erratic at the sight, Muzan simply sighing with a frown.

"(Y/N), you don't understand-"

"You killed them, father." You whisper, backing away from him.

"I am much stronger now; I can protect you." You shake your head, tears streaming down your face. What was he talking about?

"You killed them." Your repeat you back hitting the wall. Muzan was directly in front of you, looking down intimidatingly. For the first time in your life, your father scared you.

"I had to, my child." He answers, his voice calm, but you could sense his annoyance. "It's the only way I can remain strong."

You don't say anything as he moves closer, hugging you into his chest as your world went dark.

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It's been years since that day.

Your now older, more aware of the situation you're in. You father was now a demon, forced to consume humans in order to live. You realized quickly it was from the medicine the doctor gave him, and you curse him everyday for doing so.

He took your home from you, forcing you and your father out of your village. He took your life from you, forcing you to remain hidden with you father. Most importantly, he took your father from you, him now a husk of the man he once was.

Along with the myriad of strange side effects, your father couldn't go out in the day, the sun causing him immense pain, one of the only few things that could hurt him.

You learned to treasure the mornings, them being the few hours away from your father. While he was busy learning all he could about his aliment, you were trying to maintain the image of a normal human being. Working, socializing, anything you could do to forget about the atrocities your father committed when the sun set.

You wish things would go back to the way they were before.

"-N)? (Y/N)?" Oh, you were in the hospital, getting blood work done. You look over at the doctor in front of you, him attempting to get you attention.

You've been feeling terrible for the past few days, constant headaches, hot flashes, soreness. You could barely move without pain. You got blood work done, now waiting for the results with anticipation.

"I just wanted to ask you a question before giving you the news." His voice is solemn, not giving you a good feeling. "Does your family have any history of illness?"

You want to answer yes, but that would we wrong. You're not Muzan's child, so you shouldn't have inherited his illness. "No, my father was plagued with illness years ago, but he's...better now and I'm not his child biologically."

The doctor nodded, looking away dejectedly. When his eyes finally met yours, they were serious, "You've developed a rare blood disease." You heart sinks, but the doctor continues, "I suspect about a month or so is what you have left."

You could feel tears in your eyes, but surprisingly you didn't feel all that sad. Ever since you were young, you've accepted the fact that you would die, it's something you've learned from your times on the streets. The doctor continues talking, but you don't hear a word, to busy wondering how you're going to tell Muzan.

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"Father, I'm home." No response, but you know he heard you.

On your way home, you accepted that you weren't going to tell Muzan. You knew if you would, he would try to turn you, and you couldn't accept that fate. To you, even death was a better fate than becoming a demon.

You slowly make you way up to your father's study, knocking on the door before entering. Like most days, your father is hunched over his desk, books and papers strewn about.

He doesn't acknowledge you when you enter, even when you move to stand beside him. You take a look at the scientific papers, not understanding a single thing about any of them. The only recognizable thing was the blue spider lily that for some reason was crucial to father.

"How was your appointment?" He doesn't look at you, flipping through pages of a book.

You sigh, shaking your head, "It was fine. Apparently, I was overreacting." You let out an awkward laugh. Muzan nods, before moving his attention back to his book.

It's like he was consumed by this flower, it was the only thing he cared about. You missed you father, even though it's been years since he's felt like one. In a way, you feel like death would be more welcoming than the life you have now, one that is consumed by fear for the man your supposed to feel safe around.

You left without telling you father, silently hoping you wouldn't see him in the morning.

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Your hopes were not answered.

It's been weak, but death does not come, all that greeted you was endless pain.

Your father found out when you collapsed one morning, and while he was mad you lied to him, he was livid when you refused to be turned into a demon. He's never yelled at you before, it surprised you when he screamed and threatened you, but you didn't change your mind.

In the end, your father was forced to watch you slowly succumb to your illness. You attempted to brighten his mood by framing the situation as repaying you. You took care of him, now he is doing the same. The only difference being you won't make it out in the end.

"Father, do you remember when I was little," You murmur to him; you voice raw and quiet. Your room was dark, blocking out any light so you could barely see your father looking at you. "You used to grow flowers with me." Your giggle sounds almost painful, but the smile on your face was one Muzan had nearly forgotten. "I'd get so sad when mine would die."

He doesn't speak, he can't, "Then you'd tell me not to cry, because death is normal for all living beings." Your voice is getting quieter as you speak, but he doesn't acknowledge it. "You were trying to comfort me about your death, I didn't know that at the time."

Muzan wants you to stop talking, he hates the pain in your voice. "I wish we could go back to the way things were before." You said, before finally going quiet. Muzan hears your breathing stop before letting out a sob.

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It's been over a thousand years since your death and ever since then, Muzan has been filled with anger.

Anger for this imperfect world that took you away from. Anger at you for refusing the life he could've given you. Anger at himself for making your last few moments miserable.

He doesn't know who to blame for his misfortune, but he knows that if he lets anger consume him, he'll find someone to blame.

Muzan chooses to remember you when you were younger and at your happiest. When he's alone, his mind often wanders to these moments, when you were just a child, so small he was afraid anything would hurt you. He never let you out of his sight, wanting to protect you from the world.

Though in the end, he still lost you.

Since the day you died, Muzan was filled with rage. And he will continue to be until the day he sees you again.

He just wishes things would go back to the way they were before.

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A/n: I don't even know if this counts as Yandere but whatever.

ITS SO GOOD OMG

Xavier and James interactions are toppp

Seth’s is both terrifying gruesome but he has such a wholesome expression icant-😳😳

Also the angst for Max damn, Im with you bro I’ve been there

Merry Christmas Everyone!!!!

Here's some holiday sketches of the guys✨🎄

This is so lovely

Oodles of doodles ✨️

I had a bit of free time tonight so I decided to doodle Peony in a couple of different art styles I've been wanting to test out for months (MDHM & the Muppets!)

I'm not sure if they're as accurate as I tried to get them to be but I still think they turned out cute nonetheless 🥰

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Peony Hemlock ©️ me / @hemlock-haven

Lmao

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Yandere hcs - reacting to the attempt on your life

Mondstadt male edition

Starring: Albedo, Diluc, Kaeya, Venti

CW: Yandere, violence, human experimentation, drugging

Albedo

I think Albedo is the type of person with enough insight to predict and eliminate any problems even before they arise. If he thinks you're the kind to get yourself assassinated he will make sure that nothing can get to you, so the attempt on your life should be totallly unexpected to even happen.

The moment he learns of what almost happened Albedo finds himself frozen - how is he supposed to react to something like this? But this is only a moment and the next second Albedo already tries to deduce what lead to the attempt and where your attacker is hiding now.

He will gently comfort you, before convincing you to take sleep medicine and then he will be gone, capturing your assaulter(s) and using them as a subject to less Favonius approved experiments. A week or two later you might see the most bizzare and pathetic looking creature with a strangely intelligent eyes, Albedo will only shrug and smile softly when you ask what this creature is.

Diluc

His first instinct is to blame himself - first he was too weak to save his father, now his notoriety has inflicted harm upon you. It doesn't matter if the would be murder had nothing to do with him, Diluc would still find a way to feel guilty about it.

Diluc isn't the best at comforting people and the thirst for vengeance would burn to brightly in his blood, for him to stop and properly console you. He will, most likely, spend an hour or two trying to soothe you, before coaxing or tricking you into drink some strong calming medicine and then plan the revenge.

The days he spends to finding and punishing your attackers, you would spend under the watchful gaze of Adelinde, as Diluc has no one he trusts more. The second he has finished exacting their punishment he will stick to your side, spending almost every hour of the day with you.

Kaeya

Kaeya is frozen when he hears the news - his body completely going stiff, expression turning unreadable as thousand of thoughts strike him at once. He always had known that such events could occur, with him being who he is and having you tied to him, yet he never had truly anticipated it.

Kaeya will gently calm you down, remaining by your side for your safety and comfort, while some of his underlings and spies look into the would be assassination. Once they find the lead, he will start his own investigation, while leaving you with someone he trusts, and will check up on you regularly.

In the end, once the assassin is caught he will question the identity of the employer and then he will proceed depending on the said identity. If it's someone noteworthy and well-known Kaeya will be sure to stage a complete character assassination. He will dragout the long, humiliating processof uncovering their crimes whether they're real or staged and then lock them up once all of their loved ones are too ashamed to associate with them. If it's a nobody, then it makes it easier for them to disappear behind the bars of Favonius cells.

Venti

Venti is an ancient deity, who has seen all kinds of depravity that human can conjure - something like assassination, shouldn't come as a surprise for him, and it doesn't. He hears about it through the winds - the whole Mondstadt rests in the palm of his hand and no secret can be kept hidden for long.

He will stop it at the very start, offender falling to their death after a small help of bad weather- an accident, really, with none being the wiser. His behavior in the aftermath may be a little clingier. Venti is old and thinking about your mortality makes him feel old.

Expect him to stay a little bit more, look at you a little more intently. Venti is good at pretending to be human, when he never was, and these things just highlight the fact.