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👑 Welcome, Fellow GigaChads 👑
Before you descend into the abyss of twisted tales and delicious darkness, there are a few things you must read first🌹
🕯️ Introduction – What to expect within these cursed halls.
📜 Rules & Boundaries – For your safety... and mine.
📚 Masterlists – So you may explore the chaos in order.
Tread carefully, read responsibly, and embrace the madness
If there are any problems with the links please tell me✨
Being the Childhood friend of a Yandere Duo
Being the manager of a yandere!Idol
Being the Childhood friend of the Popular Playboy
🌹part 2 (coming soon)
Dating an Angelic Guy
Asking a Childhood Friend How to Make a Baby
Imagine being a cat!hybrid
Imagine being a puppy!hybrid
Imagine being a lamb!hybrid
📢 Request Etiquette, GigaChads 📢
No Spamming, Please
Sending the same request over and over won’t boost its chances. If I haven’t written it, it just means it didn’t spark something (yet).
Multiple Requests Are Fine!
Feel free to request the same character again—just change up the vibe, prompt, or idea. Keep it fresh and spicy!
If you want your request to catch my eye and make it onto the page, here are a few tips, fellow GigaChads:
1. Add Some Flavor
One-word asks like “Caleb?” are likely to be ignored. Give me a vibe, a mood, a scenario, just a little spark to light the fire.
2. Be patient, darling
I may be a GigaChad, but I’m also just one (possibly sleep-deprived) being spinning tales from the void ✨ I write, I rot, I vanish… but I always come back.🌹 If I disappear, trust I’ll return when the stars align ✨
3. Don’t be afraid to get a little weird with it.
The weirder, the better. Yandere priest? Childhood stalker? Soft boy gone feral? Say less. That’s the kind of madness I thrive on ✨This is a dark content blog after all, normalcy checked out a long time ago.
4. Keep it within my realm
As much as I love diving into depravity, please remember to check what kind of content I actually write. Requests far outside my usual style may get ignored.
For example:
🚫 I don’t write male reader.
🚫 I don’t do PURE fluff or slice-of-life (I do love some wholesome moments).
🚫 I don’t write characters I’ve never heard of (no matter how giga they are).
5. Anon or not, just be respectful
You can come into my inbox with filthy ideas… But if you come in swinging with rudeness, entitlement, or weird demands? Or just simply making up accusations? Blocked by the gods
I am unapologetic when it comes to blocking. I also will not engage with any hateful speech and will simply delete and block you for good. My blog is for fun, not for drama.
I’m a dark writer. I write for free. For fun. For the voices in my head.
Know this, fellow GigaChads. This is a safe space for your darkest desires and twisted little fantasies. You’ll never be kink-shamed here. Whatever strange beast lurks in your imagination ❤️🔥
However, there are a few lines I won’t cross. Certain topics simply don’t resonate with me creatively, or they go beyond what I feel comfortable writing. These include:
🚫 Scat
🚫 Extreme gore or graphic mutilation (beyond what fits a story’s tone)
I appreciate your understanding, and I hope this helps guide your requests✨
This blog contains dark content and is crafted for a mature audience. Tread with awareness, curiosity, and perhaps a touch of madness~🥀
So... welcome, fellow Giga Chad! 💪
I’m kekewrites, but you may call me… GIGACHAD 💪🌹✨
I write intense, dark-themed fics often involving noncon/dubcon, obsession, and psychological twists. This space is for readers who seek those themes with awareness and intention.
If this kind of content upsets or triggers you, this blog may not be for you. No shame, just a gentle warning~ ❤️🔥
But if you're still here... welcome, brave soul.
I spin tales mostly centered around character inserts💘 These characters live, breathe, and suffer (gloriously) within my dark fics.
My most written fics are, 🌟 HSR (Honkai: Star Rail) 👑 LADS (Love and Deepspace) ⚔️ JJK (Jujutsu Kaisen)
Other fandoms may appear without warning, summoned by sudden inspiration 🕊️✨
💌 A Note on Reader Perspective & Boundaries 💌
I write exclusively for female readers. While I fully respect and support BxB and GxG pairings, I must admit, I'm simply not confident in portraying them well. My style is shaped by what I’m most familiar with, and that’s writing from a female reader’s perspective. I hope you understand 💞🌸
Now, on a more serious note...
Though I write deeply disturbing, intense, and often dark works of fiction, I want to make this absolutely clear.
These are fantasies. Fictional. Fabricated.
They do not reflect my values, and they do not belong in the real world.
I do not support, condone, or romanticize non-consensual acts in reality. I sincerely hope no one ever experiences such horrors. These are stories meant for mature, conscious readers who can differentiate between fantasy and the sacredness of real-life consent.
Please consume responsibly, gigachads💘
My stupid finger accidentally deleted my post last night...😭
The betrayal is real, my fellow GigaChads. Sometimes the true enemy is the hand that types...
This is the second time it’s happened... my clumsy fingers strike again. But hey, I’m thankful it was only an ask this time, not a full fic... small blessings, right? 🌹✨
Also wondering, fellow GigaChads. Do I have to post the rules and masterlist publicly, even though they’re already linked in the navigation? 🤔
I really don’t want to clutter my blog feed with repeats... but at the same time, I want to make sure everyone sees them. This whole balance thing is kinda difficult for me.
I tried to click the links on my phone but it just showed me nothing. Is it being public the only way?
What do you think? Help a confused GigaChad out❤️🔥
My heart usually yearns to write a yandere character however when it comes to Caleb, every being in me is screaming to go yandere on him...❤️🔥🔪
He's also the reason why I always write childhood friend trope now. And the gentle demeanor that slowly unravels into full-blown obsession? Delicious. He has become my muse of my fics... Very Caleb coded.
If you think my stories are starting to sound the same… well, blame him. I certainly do. And I thank him for it every time. 🕊️💘
Please queen you should make master list you’re fics are amazing
At long last... the time has come~ 🌹✨
Back then, I held only a handful of little tales—tiny whispers of fiction drifting in the wind... too few to be gathered, too shy to be listed~ 📜🍃
But now... now I have many. A garden of drabbles, soft thoughts, and wild emotions, blooming proudly across my page~ 🌸💘
Thus, I shall create a masterlist—a sacred scroll where all my works shall rest, waiting to be read, cherished, and perhaps even wept over... ❤️🔥📖
Stay tuned, dear ones. The archive shall be born soon~
sir or ma’am that yandere!idol post fed me… absolutely immaculate. breathtaking. stunning. beautiful. it was so good 😩 is there a part 2 planned? 👀
Thank you, dear friend~ Ask, and you shall receive~ 🌹✨ Though it’s more of a drabble, a little glimpse into the aftermath’s tale… the story continues, softly and sweetly unfolding~ 💘📖
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Yandere!Idol who finally managed to bring you back. Even though you aren't his manager anymore, he still makes sure you're right beside him. Every concert, shoot, you need to be in his presence or else he'll crash out. His team knows better than to question why you're always backstage, even though it's no longer your job. You're his grounding force, his muse, his obsession. He’s perfected the art of smiling at cameras while clutching your hand backstage like his life depends on it.
Yandere!Idol who books hotels with only one room and sends all your clothes ahead of time, tailored to your size. "You’re more comfortable here, right?" he asks, even as you sit stiffly on the plush hotel bed. You know better than to say no. His voice is sugar, but his grip when you tried to leave last time still burns in your memory.
Yandere!Idol who has a secret room in his penthouse filled with memories of you—your old ID badge, your coffee cups, even the contract you signed when you first took him in. He visits it late at night, fingers tracing the edges of your handwriting like it’s sacred. It’s his sanctuary, his church. He whispers to the walls like you’re still there, telling you how much he loves you, how much it hurt when you left. If anyone else saw it, they’d be horrified but to him, it’s proof of how deep his devotion runs.
Tw. insecure/introvert reader, angst(?), dark content, noncon kissing, implied noncon/dubcon at the end, jealousy, tension, mutual pinning, misunderstanding, hidden feelings, slow burn(?), stalking, toxic, sabotage, possessiveness, red flag, manipulation, dependency, no actual smut
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Imagine being the childhood friend of the popular playboy in school.
He wasn’t just a typical playboy—he was popular for a good amount of reasons. He was, of course, hot, tall, with a pretty face, but he also had that effortless charisma. Easy-going, charming, funny when he wanted to be, and somehow still managed to keep decent grades. A good reputation wrapped in the kind of smile that made girls melt.
The only problem? His ongoing roster of girls. You honestly couldn’t pinpoint when or how he turned into such a flirt, it sort of just... happened. Maybe when high school hit, and puberty did him more favors than most. Whatever the case, he became that guy. The one you’d usually only see in dramas.
But it’s not like you had any business with that part of him. At least, that’s what you told yourself.
You two had always been close. Childhood friends. Neighbors. Playmates since you were practically in diapers. Your parents knew each other well, your families comfortable enough to arrange sleepovers that turned into routine. You grew up in each other’s houses, like siblings. Always “the duo.”
But while he bloomed into the guy everyone wanted to be around, you... didn’t exactly shine the same way. You were a little plain. A bit on the bland side compared to others, especially compared to him. While he stood tall, you were shorter than average, often overlooked in group photos. You didn’t have much of a figure either, which made changing in the locker room a quiet kind of dread. Flat and forgettable. You’d never say it out loud, but you noticed the difference.
He lit up every room he walked into. You were just... there. Next to him. Always next to him. Just not quite enough.
Imagine being a lamb!hybrid, the gentle bleating of the lamb echoed through the tranquil meadow as you grazed peacefully on the lush, verdant grass. Your soft, fluffy fleece caught the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy of leaves above, giving you a halo of warmth and innocence. The lamb's small, hooved feet padded softly over the dew-kissed earth as you meandered about, plucking tender shoots and blades with your mouth. (A not so great idea, the lamb brain isn't that bright.)
Suddenly, the ground beneath your hooves gave way with a sickening snap. A hidden trap, cleverly concealed by the hunter, sprung closed around your dainty leg, the iron jaws biting deep into your tender flesh. Kicking and struggling, your cries of distress pierce the once-peaceful air.
You bleated in pain and fear, your struggles only tightening the cruel trap that held you fast. Tears of anguish streamed down your soft, cheeks as the hunter emerged from the underbrush, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement at his catch.
"Well now, what do we have here?" The hunter drawled, circling the trapped lamb with a wicked grin. "A pretty little lamb, all alone and caught in my snare. What a lucky day for me~!" He reached out a calloused hand to grasp your chin, forcing you to meet his hungry gaze.
You trembled and shivered as you stared up at the hunter, your heart pounding in fear. You could sense the dark, lustful thoughts brewing behind his eyes as he drank in the sight of your helpless, trembling form. Tears of sadness and dread welled up in your eyes as you realized the fate that awaited you.
"Shhh, don't cry now, little lambie," the hunter cooed mockingly, his fingers stroking over your cheek and tracing the delicate curve of your lip. "I'll take good care of you... in my own special way."
Shuddering, you tried to pull away from his touch, but the trap held fast, keeping you in place as the hunter's hand slid lower, his fingers curling possessively around your throat. you could feel the heat of his palm searing your skin.
The hunter chuckled darkly as he felt the lamb's pulse racing beneath his fingertips, relishing the way you trembled at his touch. His other hand slid down your side.
"You're a pretty little morsel, aren't you?" the hunter growled, his voice thick with a rising lust. "Soft and tender and sweet... I bet you'll make a tasty little meal."
"I-I'm not tasty!" You sobbed, knowing that you were utterly at the mercy of this cruel, heartless man. As his hands continued to paw and grope at your body, feeling a shameful, unwanted heat beginning to kindle in your loins. The hunter's touch was violating and vile, but it ignited a spark of unholy desire within that made you ache with mortification.
"Haha, I was just kidding~ it'd be a waste to eat something like you."
The hunter grinned as he felt the your body responding to his touch, his grip tightening as he ground his hips roughly against the soft, plush globes of your ass. You froze. You could feel the thick, hard bulge of his manhood pressing insistently against your flesh, and a wave of sickening dread and reluctant arousal washed over you.
"What a naughty little lamb you are," the hunter laughed cruelly, giving you a sharp, stinging slap on your bum. "Getting all hot and bothered already, even as you cry and beg so prettily. Don't worry, sweet thing... I'll give you exactly what you need."
You could only whimper and shake your head in miserable denial, tears flowing freely down as the hunter began to tug and pull at the tender, soft flesh of your thighs. You knew that you were lost, forsaken and damned, claimed for the hunter's darkest lusts... and some treacherous part of her almost welcomed it.
Almost.
Your new yandere writing was SOOOOOOOO good but on the warnings, you said cunningless instead of cunnilingus 😭😭
Oh my, thank you dear friend for informing me🌹❤️🔥! It seems that I did not know my mishap since today🥀 but I am glad to have you informed me✨
Since I am quite new to writing such things, I still am not sure what to put in my warnings and have misread "cunnilingus" as "cunningless" 🥀🥀 I shall edit my warnings now, thank you again, my friend❤️🔥✨
You are a true giga chad🌹
Tw. dark content, noncon, obsession, toxic, possessiveness, abandonment issues, sloppy blowjob, throat fucking, manipulation, size kink, overstimulation, name calling (cock-sleeve/warmer/bitch), multiple creampies, cunnilingus, slapping (baby slap though), baby-trapping, angst(?), coercion, dead dove do not eat
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Thinking about being the manager of a yandere!Idol
You found him wandering in the streets, empty eyes and blank expression on his pretty face. If you didn't look hard you might've missed his tall figure. Being a newbie, you were finding it hard to recruit people but as you were about to go home, you caught sight of his attractive yet hopeless face.
The first time you approach him, he was wary and suspicious of you. Naturally so. But you persevere, introducing yourself as an agent recruiting handsome guys like him in the streets for a chance to become a trainee and become an idol.
"Fuck off. Scram."
That was the first words he said. Harsh. But he was all bark and no bite, like a puppy being defensive. After scuffling for a few minutes you managed to give him your card and phone number, convincing him to at least try.
Giga Chad crew, I am delightful to announce that we have surpassed 1000+ members. My friends. My comrades. My beloveds~ 💪❤️🔥
Despite my absence, swept away into the brutal trenches of war (also known as college) for two months 🥀📚 this humble little account of mine has grown and now we are 1000+ strong 🌹✨
A thousand Giga Chad souls, united in our glorious quest… I am simply dazzled by your loyalty and strength 💘 I have been inactive, yes... but you? You have carried this kingdom forward 🕊️
Thank you, my warriors. From the bottom of my darkened heart 💖
Let us continue to giga and chad together, more chaos and greatness shall follow soon as always 🌹💘❤️🔥