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BWAHAHA HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
I'm 19 now....that's weird BUT YAAAAAYYYYY.
Anyway, I'll be updating later!!
I'm baaaacckkk-
Okay, I am very sorry for such a long absence.
I went through quite a bit after January and it stunted alot of my time and motivation. I went through some tough family situations, a breakup and some other job related complications. I apologize to everyone who sent in any requests but I am starting fresh.
Inbox is officially OPEN to take requests!!
I will be updating the Misunderstood by Society story more seeing as an author reached out and offered help for me to write it! I plan on making it a real book and will have to change Konig's name but it wont change when posted on here!
I also want to greatly thank everyone for the likes and reposts I've been getting and all the support you have given!
I am SO glad to be back and hopefully I can keep my motivation this time!
Happy Holidays!!
Okay so I finished everything in my ibox!!! Im so sorry if I didnt do your request, I just did what was sitting so i think tumblr ate some stuff!
Either waaayyy I had times where I woke up and randomly started writing stuff! SOOO I will be posting those!! Much love and Happy holidays to everyone!
-Writer Icy<3
G7yg7tf7tft7f7tg7t hiiii! I'm new here and I wanted to ask before I request anything and bare with me as English isn't my first language but what do you write for SBG? Like whats off limits and what's okay?
Honestly I write for alot except extreme, descriptive gore/violence and non-con stuff. Just nothing horrible that crosses my ML things that I wont write for :') other than that, feel free to request anything!
please don't come at me-
I HAVE 20 DRAFTS AND LIKE 3 EXTRA REQUESTS IM TRYING!
So here's an update-
I applied and will be starting college soon (finally) after finishing some extra online bullshit. And I also started a second job. I have seen all requests and have been working on alot of them, most of them are almost done, just need a bit more writing and editing cuz my grammar is shit. BUT it's fine because I'm gonna get it done
Thank you guys so much for all the love and support, I promise I'm doing what I can with what little free time I've got.
I should be getting a few done soon so that you guys have SOMETHING to feast on :')
Also!! Someone kindly asked if I used AI to write! I actually have gotten this question a few times. The answer isn't a yes or no. I ask for outlines so I have a basic setup flow of what I want put down. Everything is of my own but the set up is ai generated due to helping me keep my small brain organized.
REGARDLESS, while being on hiatus, I found new things to write for that I will be adding to the masterlist. I maybe slowing down on the SBG writings for a bit just so there's different content across here. Remember Reblogs are very much appreciated!!!!
Also will be starting a YouTube channel! Don't know what I'll have or post but it'll be fun so I'll update on that when I get the time/chance to do so!!
Thank you again for being supportive, I love you guys so much, keep an eye out!! I'll be updating soon!!
Love
~Writer Icy♡
*crawls out of a dusty vent*
COUGH COUGH- hi so I am here for a yandere sbg x reader story 😃
Kk so here: reader and the yandere group are in their room when the group is on one of their rapacious again and their not in the phantom realm reader has a thing were she would just softly massage their head with their soft and warms hands to soften them up like cats and after cuddle them singing to them and after reader does this the whole facility is FLABBERGASTED how they folded THAT fast I mean they have like hearts in their eyes lovesick even the parents are a little impressed at how reader dealt with them🤭
Anyways that all I got 😃🥲 srry if long 😔
Warm hands, Soft Touches
Yandere! SBG gang x Fem! Reader
This concept was literally so adorable :') I love them. Slowly working through these I promise! Enjoy!
-Writer Icy<3
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Warm Hands, Soft Hearts
The air in your room was heavy with tension. The gang—Ashlynn, Tyler, Taylor, Aiden, Ben, and Logan—sat scattered on the floor and bed, their expressions sharp and ravenous as their usual obsessive tendencies simmered just beneath the surface. They were spiraling again, each one trying to find a way to claim you entirely for themselves.
Ashlynn tapped her nails against her phone screen, pretending to scroll through pictures of you she’d secretly taken. Tyler’s foot tapped an impatient rhythm, his jaw clenched. Taylor leaned against your desk, arms crossed as her eyes wandered around, staring at anyone who dared to sit too close to you. Aiden was quiet but had that dangerously calm look in his eyes, his hands gripping his sleeves as he sat on the floor, back against the bed. Logan fidgeted with a pen, scribbling words you couldn't quite see at your desk, and Ben just sat against the wall across from Aiden, cold and brooding, his eyes tracking your every move.
"Guys," you said softly, breaking the suffocating silence. "You’re all worked up again. It’s too much."
You could see their reactions shift—some looking sheepish, others doubling down on their intensity. Tyler scoffed under his breath.
"Worked up?" Tyler muttered darkly. "You have no idea."
Instead of snapping back or letting their energy overwhelm you, you did what always worked. You sighed softly and knelt on the bed, gesturing for Ashlynn to come closer.
“Come here,” you murmured.
She blinked, stunned, before obediently sliding to sit cross-legged in front of you. Slowly, you reached out and placed your warm hands on her head, your thumbs pressing gently into her temples.
Ashlynn’s body instantly relaxed, her shoulders dropping as you worked small, soothing circles into her scalp. Her breathing slowed, her lips parting slightly. “Oh…” she whispered, her voice almost dreamy.
"Who's next?" you asked softly, glancing around the room.
Logan was the first to break, his face flushing red as he practically stumbled forward to take Ashlynn's spot. Your hands worked their magic, brushing through his hair with a calm tenderness that made him melt like butter. He let out a soft sigh, his usual sharp demeanor crumbling.
One by one, they all caved.
Tyler leaned into your hands with a groan, muttering something about how "this doesn't change anything," though the hearts practically spinning in his eyes said otherwise. Aiden, who rarely showed much vulnerability, closed his eyes and let himself sink into your touch, looking like he’d just been given a taste of heaven.
When you got to Taylor, she rested her forehead against your shoulder as you worked, her quiet, lovesick smile hidden from everyone else. Ben was the last to come forward, looking slightly tense and agitated. Yet when your fingers slid into his hair, his icy exterior melted entirely, and he leaned so far into your hands he nearly toppled over.
When they were all sufficiently relaxed, you slid back onto the bed and spread your arms. "Okay, now all of you come here."
They didn’t hesitate.
Ashlynn and Taylor were the first to cuddle up against you, each clinging to your sides. Ben sprawled across the foot of the bed, his head resting against your leg, while Aiden curled up by your other side, his face buried in your shoulder. Tyler nestled against your back, and even Logan found a spot, tucking himself awkwardly against the headboard but keeping his hand resting possessively on yours.
As you softly sang a calming tune, your fingers tracing soothing patterns on their backs or across their necks and cheeks, they all sank deeper into the warmth you provided. Their usual intensity had dulled, replaced by a lovesick haze as they clung to you like you were their lifeline.
Downstairs, the parents were sitting in the living room, their usual tense discussions about controlling their kids’ obsessions on pause. Ashlynn's dad, Mike, had gone upstairs to check on the commotion but hadn’t returned, which only made them more curious.
When they finally crept upstairs and peeked into your room, they froze.
The gang—usually impossible to manage, fiery, possessive, and combative—lay bundled up around you like sleepy kittens. Ben, who normally never relaxed, looked completely at peace. Ashlynn had a soft, blissful smile, her head resting on your shoulder. Even Tyler, the most stubborn of the group, looked vulnerable as he held your hand.
Mike turned to the parents, his eyebrows raised. “Well, I’ll be damned.”
The parents exchanged glances, equal parts flabbergasted and impressed.
"How… how did they do that?" one of them whispered.
"Must be magic," Mike murmured, his lips twitching into an amused smile. “Or they’re just that good.”
From that day forward, none of them questioned your methods again. If you could tame their wild, lovesick kids with just your hands and a song, who were they to interfere?