Halloween

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TWISTED WONDERLAND

I have been ordered the first commission (*/ω＼)

Have this colored manga panel of my gnc princess while I wait to go the airport.

Yandere Head Canons:

My Purpose

Mad Scientist Husband x Reader x Yandere Clone

Now your husband, Dorian Goodman, truly believed he was doing you a favor with his newest creation… or should he say creations? He felt like a horrible husband by being away from you for long hours but he was allergic to pet dandruff so that was out of the equation… so why not clean himself? That way you wouldn’t be lonely! He only had his genius to blame for the horror he inflicted on you from this…

So imagine waking up to see your husband laying beside you in the bed still? His arms felt colder than normal and he smelled like preservatives… something was off but you couldn’t put your finger on it… his black hair was still long and beautiful just like his dark lashes. But something in your gut told you this wasn’t him.

And that’s when the figure beside you wakes up and gives you a bright smile. “I’m Dee. I’m your husband’s clone to keep you company while he’s away.”

You never shot up from the bed so fast to call your husband. You were extremely upset with him for creating a replica of himself rather than spend time with you himself… the nerve!

But your husband reassured you it was fine. That Dee was essentially him in every single way and that Dee could be your companion. He brushed off your concerns on this being cheating since Dee was a complete biological copy of Dorian himself but Dee could be deactivated by Dorian’s voice… it frustrated you. Why couldn’t he just leave his silly inventions behind and just spend time with his own spouse once and awhile? You were so lonely in this mansion…

But you didn’t take your frustration out on Dee. The poor clone was as clueless as you but he insisted he was created to serve you. Dee’s purpose was to take care of your needs

Dee would clean around the house and do the yard work. He was the complete opposite of the stoic Dorian. He felt more like a real human being than your own husband… minus how abnormally cold he was. He didn’t talk much but he was there. You started to grow attached to him

You spent a lot of time with Dee. He’d cover you with a blanket if you sat in your reading nook to read, he’d brew you your favorite coffee/tea, and he’d rub your shoulders. You constantly had to tell Dee that it was okay. That he didn’t have to be at your every beck and call but he would always say, “you’re my purpose.”

And Dee took notice of your sexual frustration when he peaked in on you touching yourself in the privacy of the bathroom within the glass shower walls. Curiosity began to settle in him. The cute whimpers and cries from your lips stirred something within him and he pushed the door open

You nearly screamed when Dee entered the bathroom, the only place he wasn’t beside you. But what shocked you more was the large erection in his gray joggers. It seemed he was more human than you thought and you were aching for something inside of you…

You let Dee have his way with you. He truly was a copy of your husband from how much he stretched you. Dee felt so good. He was so big and he was so strong. And he oddly smelled like your husband now… like clean linen and citrus. It was comforting and sexy. It was like Dorian was with your right now. Like Dorian was inside of you.

And in your passion it spilled from your lips once your orgasm rocked through you. Three little words that changed Dee forever, “I love you.” Dee held you while he rode you through your orgasm until his finally came. His strong arms held you up and his cheeks were filled with color. You loved him. You loved him. Dee didn’t want to ever be deactivated. Des wanted to be with you.

Dee would big spoon you every night. His large body pressed as close to yours as physically possible. There was a change in him. He was starting to become warm. Warm like a furnace. It was strange…. Dee became more and more human as the days turned to months. Your texts to your real husband became less and less but he probably didn’t even notice since he was busy with his inventions.

Dee would make you breakfast every morning and have his face between your legs to please you while you ate. Breakfast and sex became the norm for you and him. It felt so wonderful to feel wanted again. And every time, Dee begged you to tell him how you loved him. He would do anything to you to hear those words. Anything.

A shame you started to neglect your real husband. Dorian was shocked to see you folded up in a pretzel in your bed while Dee slammed into you like a mad man. This wasn’t what the clone was built for. He wasn’t built to fuck you. What the hell?

And that’s when Dee gave him a smirk. It was like looking in a mirror except there was something terrifying behind those ice blue eyes. Something sinister and Dorian didn’t like it at all. Dorian needed to get rid of Dee quickly… Dorian gave Dee one last look before he walked out of the room before you noticed

Dee kissed your head as he tucked you in. “I’m going to go get some water, okay?”

Dorian waited in the kitchen for Dee to come to him and the clone did. Dorian and him stared at each other for a few minutes before Dorian sighed.

“Deactivate.” Dorian told Dee but the clone remained standing there menacingly rather than deactivating like he was supposed to. “I said deactivate-“

And that’s when Dee launched himself toward Dorian and began to strangle him. His ice blue eyes filled with glee as the color slowly drained from Dorian’s face. An evil smirk on his face.

“It’s my purpose to make (your name) happy and there not happy with you so you can’t deactivate me anymore.” Dee whispered in Dorian’s ear. “They don’t love you. They love me.”

Dee ended up burying Dorian in the backyard before you woke up. He didn’t want you to be sad about your old husband any longer….

Dee slipped the ring he took off Dorian’s finger onto his. The shiny gold band now proudly on display. A smile on his face. Your real husband was with you now and he’d make you happy.

I recently had a dream about Kei in a purple robe and I spent an hour finding the same robe on Pinterest so I could draw Kei in it, loool

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So…I drew again(￣﹃￣). I can’t get this fandom out of my head, and I only draw Kei based on the strength of my hatred for him lol ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ) (I remember about the other characters and I have ideas for them (￣^￣)ゞ. Please forgive me) In the question with the perverted MC it was said that Kei would be embarrassed and I couldn’t help but try to draw THIS ≖‿≖ (outfit taken from a sketch by the author of the novel)

Answer to the question about Kage meeting MC's parents forced me to try to draw him (I love him_(:3 」∠)_)

Just a sudden desire to draw Kei as a priest after I dreamed about him(⌐■_■)

(Kei and Kage belong to @minevn )

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Happy married life

This fanfic is based on some of the creator's answers! I do not speak English, the text was translated using a translator, so errors are possible (although I will try to minimize them) (Kei belongs to @minevn)

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It had been at least a month since Akiko had returned home…and almost as long since she had seen her eye, arm, and leg. She couldn't walk, see, do most things, or play, and was completely under Kei control and care. Without him, she could barely comb her hair, let alone eat or take a bath. But what was interesting was, where had the limbs gone? This question had been on Akiko's curious mind (or what was left of it), and one day, she decided to ask…

-K-Kei?

-Yes, my love? At the same moment, he tore himself away from cooking and looked at his wife's innocent, frightened, but curious face with a slight blush and a smile. -W-Where did you put my limbs? D-did you throw them away or p-p-preserve them in formalin or something like that? Akiko squeezed out these lines, like all the words, with great difficulty, as if lead was stuck in her throat and did not allow her to speak without stuttering or heaviness. -I ate them. Kei said with a barely noticeable grin. -W-WHAT DID YOU DO?!

Forgetting for a moment that she had no leg, the girl, with a sharp jerk from the chair, lost her balance and almost fell to the floor, but barely holding on with her hand, she looked at her husband with a gamut of shock, fear, disgust. -You became a part of me, darling, isn't that great? I don't have typical human functions, so they won't be digested or anything like that. At these words, Akiko could no longer stand it and fell off the chair with a crash, right at Kei feet. The thought that her eye, leg, and arm were stored in his stomach caused nausea and an overwhelming fear in her, because if that was so, then one day he could completely absorb her, r-right? -Y-you're kidding, right? YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS, SAY YOU'RE JOKING! The girl screamed, sitting at Kei feet and holding his leg. -Am I kidding(?) The young man said, looking down at his wife with a slight smile, as if nothing disgusting had happened.

At that very moment, rivers of tears gushed out of the girl, tears full of bitterness for her former free days, grief for her limbs and regrets for her stupidity. If she had listened to Kei and behaved well, none of this would have happened, she could walk, play and do a lot of things without Kei help. They could have lived as a wonderful couple, but no, she had to prove herself and intentionally anger him, intentionally confront him, although it was clear that it was useless, all this was happening because of her stupidity. While Akiko was drowning in her repentant thoughts, Kei carefully lifted the girl's body and sat her down on a chair, gently stroking her head. If you behave well, you might get prosthetics. She did not hear the last phrase, because she was deeply immersed in self-reproach and tears.

Silly mini add-on ^-^

Incorrect Quotes #2

Teo: Admit it, you want to do a lot of bad things to me! Angel: Very Teo: So what's stopping you~? Angel: The Criminal Code of the United States of America!

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