Novel & Cerita Yandere Drawings

“Our little mate has a talent for conveying a message through art. She drew me as a demon, crushing her heart under my foot while she bled out on the ground. Then there were the captions. Manwhore, fuckboy, shallow, sordid, narcissistic, cliché. Not exactly what anyone’s looking for in a mate. I crushed her, exactly like the picture and she hates me for it!” “She doesn’t hate you!” Zayne insisted, but it was no use. “She does! And if that weren’t enough, who the fuck was the man she drew herself with in all those compromising positions, ravishing her body and looking at her so adoringly? Because whoever he was, he was clearly the opposite of how she sees me. And even though I know I deserve

Neu and Ageru were so shocked when they see it. Neu says to Nimura "You draw this? Are you kidding me? It's was way too good than what did I expect!" Nimura shook his head disagree with what did Neu says. He says to Neu "I don't think that so. It's not good as what did you draw." Neu didn't agree with it. He says to Nimura " No, At least that was what that you can do. as for me and Hikari, we never draw a real person. we just draw the Anime character. So, it was great for you!" Nimura just smiled at them.

Hence, she was forced to change the main character for today's drawing to Nathan. She regretfully had forgotten how Nathan looked. She could only try her best to draw him better. He needed to be more good-looking than Xander. Although, in reality, Nathan was very unlikely to be more handsome than Xander. She had drawn many pictures of Nathan. Some were drinking coffee, some were sitting down, some were standing, and some were even silhouettes...

Why would I have such twisted thoughts suddenly? I shook the thoughts from my head, opening the notebook. The first thing I’ve noticed was the word ‘bitch’ , but a funny drawing captured my eyes, a laugh escaped my lips. “Andy can be childish sometimes” I mumbled, looking at the witch with green eyes and red hair she drew just below the word ‘bitch’. I started to turn pages, narrowing my eyes as I glanced at the sketches. This girl has a horrible talent when it comes to drawing, I smiled, turning pages once more, I stopped when I noticed a poem.

"Not that accurate, but I had no way of knowing that." Most of the drawings were just me by myself, naked, sometimes cumming. I noticed my boobs always looked a little different in each one, and my pussy took on a lot of different styles, so to speak. Well, he knew what they looked like now, so the next ones would be more accurate. One of every four drawings or so was of me interacting with a dick that looked like it could be Jon's. Lots of cum on faces, in pussies... or elsewhere. "You like to draw anal, huh?"

{A/N :- Tsundere is a Japanese word used to describe a character most often in females in anime that starts off as tough, cold and arrogant, but becomes sweet and affectionate towards a love interest when he or she falls in love} "Youuuu! Yandere!", Mohini screamed but Aarya didn't stop there. {A/N:- A yandere is often sweet, caring, and innocent before switching into someone who displays an extreme, often violent or psychotic, level of devotion to a love interest} In a thud, Mohini sat down on the bed. Her eyes were red. She wanted to help Lucifer but her cracked husband wasn't listening to her.

“You’ve worked hard for this.” I looked at him. “I’m slowly fulfilling my dreams… with your help and Ally’s.” Before Nick could reply, a small tug on his shirt pulled his attention away. “Daddy Nick! Look! I forgot to tell you—I drew you!” Yandrich said proudly, dragging Nick over to the wall where one of his drawings was hanging. Nick followed, pretending to be shocked. “What? That guy is me?” Nick playfully said. Yandrich shook his head.

She makes a sassy face and I chuckle . " Well it's important for .. " I open my bag and search for my notebook that is supposed to be for study notes but is actually my boredom doodle file . " Tada ~ " I finish off as I show her my drawing of Luigini's wife naked and his name written between her legs . Since I didn't know what she looked like I decided to make her faceless , only shading to provide her a proper structure . Kayla slaps her hand against her mouth in order to stifle her laughter . Her face turns slightly red from restricting herself .

Her belly button was tucked inside the muscle and that's where the drawing stopped. May scrunched her nose. This drawing reminds her of someone. Someone she doesn't want to be reminded of, Bella. Her eyes shifted to the next drawing which she found to be the worst. A woman and man having sex. No, it looked like she was being raped cause her hands were tied. May's stomach churned. She felt uncomfortable. Why does he have such obscenities drawn in his room? The third and fourth drawings she loved, however. She thought the artist had done a wonderful job drawing a rose that looked like it was dying with its leaves dropping to the floor.

“What is in all those papers? The ones you shut away in your drawer or push under the mattress in your room?” Shit. She means the godawful drawings I’ve created. “Are you blushing? Not my big, no-nonsense Alpha?” she smirks, setting down her charcoal and standing up from the easel. Walking towards me she quickly sits down, her legs straddling my thighs, her filthy black hands smudging my face as she strokes my cheeks. “You’re definitely blushing!” “I’ll show you later,” I growl, tugging her ass to sit her as close to me as possible, our foreheads touching. “Now what about you, shifty little vixen?”