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Keisuke x Reader (pt3)

Contains: yandere behavior, heavy smut, overstimulation, misogyny, mentions of sexual assault, violence, kidnapped reader, dubcon, virgin reader, virginity loss w/ blood, dacryphylia, cock warming, and angst.

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He was as loyal as a dog for you. Ever since the orphanage. Following you and your brother around like a lost puppy. Your brother was his best friend, the only one who could understand him and not treat him like an outcast, like a nobody. And then there was you, so beautiful and special. Keisuke reminisced the accumulation of his feelings for you. From when you came to his aide to help him when the other kids were mean to him, to the time Keisuke came to yours -stubborn as you were- as you were clearly injured for fighting his bullies. Then there was the incident. Akira had died while street fighting in Bl@ster. After that day, you'd taken on the title of the strongest and with it, a cold and quiet demeanor. Though, you hidden naivety came to surface at the face of a new challenge when you were framed for the death of an opponent that Akira faced before he died. Apparently, you were chosen to pay for the sins of your brother, though to your apparent objection. Lawyers weren't much help, especially when poverty-stricken areas didn't happen to be favored. That is why Keisuke did everything he could to help. After you'd told him to leave you alone, Keisuke hadn't stopped poisoning himself, starving and staggering in the eerie streets of Toshima. That was when the drug Line mysteriously ended up in his hands. He'd come to the realization that all he needed was power in order to become stronger. He needed to be strong, not a burden. That's all he'd been so far. A lost puppy that was burdening you. Keisuke knew he needed to be powerful in order to save you.

In the few encounters he'd had with you beforehand, he was poisoning himself in a different way; hurting you. In so many ways. Physically, emotionally. Hurting you by his own infliction was the worst thing ever in his book. It kept him up at night. He knew things would never be the same. His mind and judgment were completely clouded with an overwhelming darkness and sense of power. Toshima had been corrupting him. With a sudden realization, Keisuke came to the conclusion that he was a burden now more than ever. And how could he fix it? By doing what he's always wanted to do. To protect you. To save you. That's why he's here in the first place. He shamed himself for losing sight of it all. Needless to say, Keisuke is eager to come back to you. There is only one thing he wants/needs in this world and that is you. He'll do anything to have you. Keisuke takes another dose of the glowing green potion and sets off to seek you out once more. Keisuke came to a stop after endless searching as he finally found you... beaten in the arms of multiple men fighting to take off your clothes. A gang of thieves took advantage of you while you were weakened in an attempt to steal your tags, with raping and killing you in mind. You struggled still, even though rendered vulnerable. Your tags were grasped firmly in your teeth with great resistance shown in the gleam of your eyes. "Woo! Watch out boss, we've got a spunky one." One of them whistled. "Don't do anything stupid, we'll kill you for real!" Another one remarked. "We'll see how long that lasts." The leader scoffed. "Besides, women don't have any other significance here, other than..."

The voices faded out as his vision reddened, his hand gripping onto the blade he stole from Takeru. With great speed, Keisuke began his assault on the gang. Managing with his injuries, he finally killed the leader with a single lunge. Keisuke shifted towards your position on the street. His rage simmered down after killing the low lives. Although, it wouldn't last long as he saw the state you were in. Cut up, dirtied, bruised, and some of your clothes ripped. You'd watched him in disbelief as he ruthlessly killed your assailants. Is this how he took the lives of those at the club? For fuck's sake, we were in a neutral zone. Keisuke had dug an even deeper grave. But of course, he made sure to give those dirtbags what they deserved. They were dead the moment they laid a finger on you.

Panic ensued inside you as you tucked your tags inside the pocket of your jacket, now would be a good chance to escape unnoticed. You attempted to get up quietly, but your knees buckled and you tripped over anyways, knocking the tags away from you. You warned Keisuke and then inquired him after he grabbed them from off the ground and into his pocket. Of course, he wouldn't answer you.

"Well, look what we have here. If it isn't (Name). You looked pretty helpless back there." He mocked as you grit your teeth. "There's a reason why you don't see women out here in Igura. Women really have no place here. They just lose too easily, and also..." You cut him off. "I don't care about any of that. I don't need to be saved. Actually, you can keep the tags. I'll just get more. I can do this on my own-" Just then you let out a wince of pain as you stumble away.

"You're injured. Let me see." Keisuke held out his hand as he stood in front of you, preventing you from going anywhere. "Just hold still." You scoffed at his attempt to seem nice now. But no matter if you stepped left or right, Keisuke stood there in front of you once more. This lead to a struggle between the two of you. "Look, just stop being stubborn and let me take a look at you." Keisuke recalls a memory similar to this moment when you fell down after some bullies pushed you. Akira faced off with them while Keisuke tended to you, you'd sprained your ankle and got a couple of scrapes. You hated the feeling of rubbing alcohol on your open wounds, as any child did.

Keisuke had no choice but to knock you out and bring you back to his whereabouts. As Keisuke held you in this place against your will, you scanned the room to map out an escape plan. Keisuke was aware of this of course. He knew you. Very well. "Don't bother. If you run, I'll just catch you. Or better yet, I could just wait for you." Something about the tone of his voice set you alert and you resumed your struggle against him. Keisuke pinned you down shortly after.

"Awe no~ don't do something stupid like that. If you pull that again I might have to hurt you. Please don't make me hurt you, sweetheart. You know it hurts me more than it hurts you." His frightening statement sent goosebumps all across your skin. You gulped and decided to play it cool, for now... Despite the instability of the situation, there was another tension that demanded attention.

Keisuke pushed his body on top of yours. You love him, it was an undeniable truth, and your poor heart was beating so fast. You'd been longing for him for so long, but... your brain was screaming at you to listen to your moral compass instead of your heart. But the feelings seemed to triumph over logic and reason.

The moonlight flickering through the darkened clouds of the night sky provided the only light, and yet, the both of you couldn't keep staring at each other. Your arms were pushing him away, but when his lips finally locked with yours, you couldn't help but take him in and let him invade you. As oxygen became a necessity, you finally managed to break away, only to be rudely returned back into an even deeper kiss. It was as if Keisuke were trying to devour you. You knew those feelings of hatred and resentment were there, but his passion for you was stronger. Perhaps that's true of your feelings for him as well, whether you admit it or not.

"You were my first kiss." Keisuke breathed as his finger twirled and played with your hair, his dark brown eyes piercing into yours. "Was I yours?" You refused to answer. You didn't know what to say... I mean, you could simply just answer but, you had no experience with love. You've never even had a real, honest conversation about love or crushes for that matter. You'd never had the time. You and your brother's only concern was your guys' next meal and looking out for each other. As far as you were concerned, you had no romantic experience whatsoever. You just now realized how awkward and insecure you felt now now being faced with the situation at hand. All you could do was nod yes, much to Keisuke's liking.

Your shirt had lifted slightly above your belly button after Keisuke had pushed your back on the bed and your loose spaghetti straps had drooped down a bit. Keisuke's breathing had gotten heavier as he eyed your body and that shy expression on your face. He loved the way your body reacted to the way he dragged his tongue up from your collarbone to your neck, not once taking his eyes off of you.

"You were right."

"It's still true. I'm following you around like a lost puppy." He lays his head down on your chest and grabs your hand, placing it atop his head. "Play with my hair." You obey his command, hesitantly. "I'm starting to think that it's in my nature to follow you wherever you go. I can't leave you alone." His comforting words were definitely contradictory to his actions as of lately, to what he'd been putting you through. But at the same time he was making sense. For a moment, he wasn't acting crazy.

"Mmm that feels nice." Keisuke's voice was muffled after he shifted his head face down into your chest, causing you to blush. You would tell him to stop, but Keisuke was finally opening up and not acting crazy for the first time in so long. You wanted to hear him out. "I just..." He rose his head and shifted closer so your eyes could meet as he towered over you, "wanted to hear your voice again." Keisuke's genuinity tugged at your heart strings, tear droplets forming in some corners of your eyes. He would say things like "You're the one for me, (Name). The one I want, the one I need. I couldn't imagine my life without you in it. Let me show you how much I need you."

But even then, he would speckle in those lies. "I promise I won't hurt you." and "I'll be gentle." and "Just a taste, that's all."

It wasn't long before Keisuke's hands continued their downward path, reaching your bottoms. He could tell from your reactions that your sensitive body had never been touched like this before. He couldn't hold himself back any longer. Before you knew it, you had been stripped of your clothes and brown hands were palming at your delicate skin. Your protests were reduced to groans and harsh whimpers as Keisuke's lips had you muffled. The two of you had to break the kiss as air became a necessity, leaving the both of you panting. The only other sounds were the pitter patter of rain tapping on the window and roof as it had began to thunderstorm. The rumbling and sudden crashes of the storm causing you to slightly jump, Keisuke letting out a small chuckle at your reactions every time.

"You feel so good, sweetheart. I wanna make you feel so good. I'll make sure you're protected, my sweet girl." Keisuke's hand finished massaging your breast and traveled down to the slick that had been waiting for him in betrayal to you. Much as he wanted to plunge himself into the hot and tight depth between your legs, he wanted to savor it even more. Your body was responding very well to Keisuke, you couldn't help the sighs and moans of pleasure. The sheer noises you were making sent a thrill up his spine at the sounds. No doubt you would be even louder when he was inside of you. You couldn't bring yourself to tell him to stop because of how good he was making you feel. For the first time in so long, Keisuke was making you feel good. And for the first time, you felt good in such a way...

And it felt so good when he rubbed you down there, despite it feeling so wrong at the same time given the circumstance you two were in emotionally. Keisuke noticed your sweet moans when he rubbed his palm on your clit. "You like that? Am I making you feel good, (Name)?" Keisuke's expression was filled with lust. Your thoughts went a mile a minute. "N-no, please... stop touching me. We shouldn't be doing this-" At this point, you couldn't tell if it was your body that was betraying you or that stupid mouth of yours. "Oh, but we should. Don't lie to yourself, (Name). You like it when I touch you. I like it too. And I wanna touch you more. I wanna see that expression on your face more often, the one you're making right now. Especially when I rub you like this." Keisuke applied more of a pressure to his rhythm on your clit, causing you to squirm and try to push his hand away. Of course, it was only right that he slapped it away. "Nuh-uh. Don't try to stop it. I will make you feel good. Because that's how much I love you. I wanna make you feel good all the time. Even if it seems like torture to you. So just let me."

Keisuke slammed his lips into yours as he began to slide his fingers on your slick. Just when you were already melting into his words, your eyes widened as Keisuke shoved in two fingers at once. "I'm going to make sure I claim you before anyone else does. You're my love, nobody else's. I'll kill anyone that lays a finger on you, I swear." Keisuke became angry just thinking about it, causing his pace to become rapid and harsh. The veins in his neck bulging as he remembered the state he found you in with those thugs. On the ground all thrashed around and your top off. He would make sure you never have to see the likes of them again. Yeah, that's what he'll do after this. He'll kill the ones that got away. Those thoughts and his red vision came to a halting stop when the erotic noises you were making faded back in.

It was clear to him now. Keisuke couldn't think about anything else right now except making you his. His hand grasped onto the supple skin of your breast, squeezing on it. His eyes were heavy lidded with lust as he saw the state you were in now. Completely hot and bothered. Panting, flushed, a hot mess. Like putty in his hands.

You couldn't help but steal prolonged gazes at his body as he discarded his clothing. You bashfully looked away as he tossed his trousers to the floor beside the bed. His hard member revealed, you couldn't bring yourself to look. It didn't feel right... But at the same time... Keisuke brought himself back down in between your legs and began to work on you yet again, so eager to please you as if to prove himself even more. To prove that he is the man for you, the only one for you. Your cute little noises seemed to have him hypnotized as he drank up your sweet juices. He buried his face in between your legs, not coming up for what seemed like too long. Keisuke's member became painfully hard as he envisioned himself pounding you into his bed, and oh how you'd scream in pleasure begging him for more... He couldn't wait much longer.

Keisuke took out his fingers and shoved them into the back of your throat after he got a taste of you. "You taste so sweet, wouldn't you agree, princess?" You moaned in shock. Fuck, he needed you now! "Let me taste you more~" Keisuke took his time savoring you as he continued yet again to slurp you up. He rubbed his face in it, twirled his tongue on it, thrust his tongue inside you, played with your clit and fingered you as he lapped up your juices. He enjoyed holding onto your thighs that were defensively trying to push him away by crushing his head, but your soft thighs had no effect in stopping him. Keisuke also held onto your hands after catching your attempt to stop the hands that were fingering your cunt and toying with your clit. Keisuke particularly enjoyed torturing you by sucking on your clit and paying attention to it while staring deep into your eyes. It's like he was a succubus trying to snatch your very life force from you as if he'd been starving for it his whole life.

"Keisuke, I... wait... stop, I feel weird." You were inching closer to your orgasm of course. Keisuke knew what was coming, and he continued, disobeying you. He continued to suck on your clit while his fingers caressed that sensitive spot inside you. A foreign heat was igniting in your chest, burning like a fire that filled your veins. You couldn't help but hold onto his head like you were going to fall if you didn't hold onto him as you reached your climax. You could barely make a sound, your hot body shook like an earthquake. The build up inside you had finally snapped. Keisuke watched you in awe as you came. He couldn't help but want to feel as good as you.

Keisuke fisted his erect member in his hand. It was thick in girth, heavy. Its color hazelnut brown with a pink tip, decorated with twisty veins. He had some stubble of pubic hair, not too much and not too little. To your surprise, Keisuke plopped his length of 8 inches on your stomach. You looked down at his daunting size in fear. "W-wait, aren't you satisfied now? You got your taste, can we please just stop?" Keisuke cocked his head to the side, not once taking his lustful glare off of you. His hand cupping your cheek, "Stop? But aren't you feeling good? It wouldn't be good for either of us to stop now, (Name)." Keisuke began positioning himself and you, pulling you by your hips down on the bed as you squirmed in protest.

"N-no, please... I'm not ready. That can't go inside me, I-I don't know what'll happen.." You held your trembling hands to your hot face, peeking through your fingers at Keisuke. At first, he didn't know what to say. Never before has he seen you like this. What was with you? Your cool demeanor had totally shattered along with your fight. Keisuke had been breaking you, enjoying it too. His lips slowly curled to a sick smile.

To tell the truth that Keisuke would never, he was deeply insecure. Although, it's not much of a secret... He never was the strongest, your brother held that title and then after Akira passed, that title went to you instead of Keisuke. I mean, it's not like Keisuke cared about things like that. Rather, he had a distaste for violence, the pacifist he was. Keisuke wanted to be there for you. To protect you.

Ever since entering Igura, Keisuke developed this deep insecurity as he was unable to protect you on more than one basis. You had no idea the pressure he put on himself to help you, it was breaking him. And when you snapped at him, that was the end of the Keisuke you knew. The last of him disappeared behind a corner of a building. Now here he was, stronger than you, faster than you. It was impossible to fight him as he possessed strength and his knowledge, knowing where to hit you where it hurts. His past threats seemed to have an emptiness to them now. Keisuke protected you, rescued you, and was determined to make you feel good. I mean, he did make you cum once already...

Keisuke shushed you in an effort to comfort you, leaning in close to move your hands away from your pretty face. "Why so quiet, I wanna hear your voi-..." Keisuke was shocked to see you crying and sniffling. And yet... "You're such a pretty crier~" He couldn't hide the pleasure on his face. His cock twitched at the sight of you. He'd never seen you cry before. Despite the sick and twisted nature of it, he enjoys seeing you cry. Not only were you at your most beautiful when you cried, he didn't know you still could, worried you'd grown cold and heartless. Now he knows, you feel like he does. You feel pain like he does. Keisuke's lips curved to a smile. He positioned his hips with yours as he guided you to lay back down whilst kissing you.

You covered your face again while he lined himself up to your entrance. "Hey, don't do that. Let me see your face. I wanna savor the expression you have when we finally become one, 'kay?" Keisuke cooed with a smirk as he pinned your hands down beside your head. And Keisuke had been savoring this moment while you remained powerless against him. The expressions you'd make as he took you with reckless abandon, he couldn't wait to sink into you any longer.

Slowly, Keisuke forced himself inside your slimy, puffy entrance inch by inch. He gave kisses of comfort and encouragement, he could tell you were uncomfortable by your labored breathing and clenched eyes. His extremely thick tip caused him to be restricted inside of you, he could already feel himself melting. You cried out in pain as he pierced your hymen. Keisuke comforted you through your sobs. "Fuck, princess... you're bleeding all over my dick. It's so hot." Keisuke looked down in admiration as if he was praising you. He wrapped your arms around him, telling you to hold onto him. Your sobs continued for a while as he did not stop until he was sheathed to your deepest point. You could feel every vein on the cock that was inside you, pulsing with desire. As Keisuke began to move, your sobs slowly turned to cries of pleasure.

You'd no choice but to hold onto him for dear life as you were being fucked within an inch of yours. Keisuke enjoyed his view. His little princess beneath him, panting and letting out little moans and whines that he incited, your breasts bouncing with every thrust he gave, and your teary eyed expression gazing into his passionate ones. Keisuke let out audible moans at the sight. "You're so fucking beautiful. And so. fucking. mine." He stated between thrusts. Keisuke's pace quickened as he felt his lust rage like an inferno inside him as his hips bucked against yours. He pinned your hands to the bed as he sped up his thrusts, wanting to bury himself as deeply in your body as he could. Your body began to shake as that coil became almost unbearable within you, drowning you in pleasure. Perhaps it was because you had never felt something like this before, or perhaps it was because you were doing this with the person you cared for the most.

The sounds of wet skin slapping on wet skin mixed with sighs and groans filled the entire black room, along with the rain and thunder outside. Keisuke's tip had been hitting you in all the right places. You had no time to think about anything else right now besides how good he'd been making you feel. The knot inside your tummy had been tangling again... Repeating his name over and over again, Keisuke filled your mouth with his tongue. Your tongues danced as the knot inside you finally burst as you came on his cock. Your climax resulted in that pleasureful heat inside him burst as well, drawing a long, low moan from his throat as the two of you continued your french kiss. Keisuke let out his cream deep inside of you despite your squirming protest. He thought it was cute that you still had some fight left in you. Just because of that, he made sure to press himself right up against your cervix, causing you to cry out.

You were just so damn attractive and irresistible that it made it hard for him to keep himself under control. Your slightly hitched breath and fucked-out expression was just so sexy, his length hardened inside you yet again. Your horrified expression only added to your sexiness in Keisuke's eyes. With a lick of his lips, he pushed himself back inside you and then out again. Continuing to thrust into you once more over and over again. A low, dark chuckle rumbled from his lips as you rebuked him. He knew you wanted this deep down inside you. Your delicate little pussy was sucking him in, there was just no way he could ignore you. Keisuke held your legs up and began to fuck you into a mating press as he pinned them behind your head. His girthy tip was searching for your sweet spot once more, which was pretty hard to miss in this position the two of you were now in.

Keisuke locked his lips onto yours yet again, only breaking the kiss to lick your lips and play with your tongue to tease you. You let out squeaks as he slapped your ass at times. Your soft and shaky moans filled him with more fuel and desire. He didn't wish to part from you for a single second. Your skin was soft and warm. Your lips pillowy and reluctant. The hitched gasps and mewls that left your parted lips made a familiar heat grow within his chest. Of course, you were feeling the same. The fire inside you demanded attention and you began to feel a small ache between your legs, like something was missing or burning for friction. Before you knew it, you unconsciously began to rock your hips against his, getting caught up in the bliss that the very movement sent through your body.

A sly smile pulled at Keisuke's lips as he was pleased to watch you finally give into him as you began to grind your hips on his, letting out a small chuckle of approval. You panted breathlessly as your arms draped over his shoulders, hands running through his messy hair. Your eyes were closed, mouth slightly open as you relished in the feeling you were receiving and he couldn't be more thrilled. Keisuke was watching you fall apart in his grasp. He was losing grip on himself as well. The warm and slimy heat that met his straining length drove all other thoughts from his mind. Keisuke grinned down at you as he watched you writhe beneath him. Your lust-glazed eyes met his as he released his cum inside you yet again.

Keisuke took advantage of your dazed state to move you to the side of the bed closest to the wall, all while making sure his cock never left your throbbing hole. You made a sound in confusion and then a small shriek left your parted lips as he sheathed himself inside you yet again as you were on your side. Keisuke shushed you and moved your hair out of the way so he could easily give you kisses on your cheek and neck. Never would he part from you ever again. Keisuke leans in close to your ear, the hot breath from his voice making you shiver.

"I love you."

The pitter patter of the rain was now mixed with the noises you made as you slept. Of course, Keisuke was watching you for hours until eventually he succumbed to his slumber as well.

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Yan!Keisuke x F!Reader (pt. 2)

Contains: murder, drugs, lots of blood, angst, mental torment, yandere behavior, violence, and threats to reader.

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After emerging from the darkness of the alleys into the grey outside, your legs slowly carried you towards the usual place you'd been staying at. With your head hanging low, you slightly shifted your gaze after hearing muffled voices of conversation fade in as you walked through the entrance of the hotel which seemed to be a bit more populated than usual. There was an obvious tension in the room, even more so than before. A lump formed in your throat when you heard people panicking about what happened in the club. Apparently those who used to hang out there who weren't there that day, were now relocating here. That explains the crowd.

“Besides, people say they’ve seen him, but I can’t track him down. Even when I look in places he’s shown up, the trail fades away into nothing midway through like an illusion. Gotta wonder what became of him.” Motomi let out a smoky breath; the information broker who also sees himself to be your personal therapist. It seems like he was discussing with Rin on Keisuke's whereabouts. If his information network had proven itself useless when it came to Keisuke's whereabouts, maybe Keisuke was deliberately trying to to mislead people about where he was off to. The current him seemed capable of that.

As time passed, fidgeting motionless on the couch with a sickness in your stomach and chest. Too consumed with your thoughts, you hadn't realized you had been neglecting your body's natural needs. Motomi's voice pleaded with you to eat something and get some rest. You politely accepted a water and a protein snack from him. You knew your body required at least some energy. Appreciating Rin and Motomi's help, you needed to be alone more than anything. A thought popped into your head to go outside and get some fresh air. Well, as fresh as it could be. After all, Toshima was a destroyed city overrun by a crime organization. Otherwise this sick game wouldn't have even gotten the chance to materialize into something this real.

Though you had gone outside to clear up your turbid thoughts, even if only a little, the chilly night time silence had the opposite effect of heightening your sense of foreboding. Letting out a short breath and taking a few steps to head back inside. Then, without warning, you felt someone standing right behind you; something slamming into the back of your neck as you tried to turn around to face the perpetrator. Wincing in pain, your head injury still very much fresh, your sight wavered and began closing in. About to fall over, limp, when the same person caught you. You fought desperately to raise your head and find out who it was, that’s when your eyelids fell closed, together with your consciousness, all before you could get a steady look at the person of interest. Falling into darkness.

A horrible headache attacked you the instant you had opened your eyes. It was a nasty awakening, like being dragged out of the abyss of sleep against your will. Keisuke was sat in the nearby dark corner, his unwavering gaze set on you. Had he been watching you this whole time? The only light there was to offer was that of the moonlight shedding from the room's only window.

But nonetheless, you were almost awake and, yet, too exhausted to move. “All awake now, princess?” You snap into alertness as if you had been bathed in cold water, speaking of which… As the sensation in your body comes back, you feel the unforgiving cold air that makes your skin cringe at its touch. You weren't too fond of his new nickname for you. You were nothing like a princess, was this his idea of a mockery? You couldn't hold back your glare. “You were tossing ‘nd turning quite a lot. Were you having a bad dream?” He shifts his head to a further degree on the hand he was resting on that was propped up on his knee for support. Immediately, you attempt to get up, but that’s when Keisuke shoved your shoulders back onto the floor in a split second. “No, it's okay. Lay down. It still hurts doesn’t it? Sleep. And then let’s talk things over nice and slow for once.” ... So he's overprotective now? Not too long ago he just threatened to take your very life. He's so hot and cold, it throws you off. "I will not..-" You turned your nose away in disgust, detecting the faint scent of blood after he had gotten right up close into your personal bubble. "The executioners are going to kill you when they find out you were the one behind that massacre at the club." Keisuke raised a brow at your statement, trying to decipher if it was a warning or a threat. You couldn't tell either, perhaps both. Keisuke's hand held your chin in it now.

“Don’t glare at me like that. Why do you think I’m here? Do you know, (Name)?” He asked in the manner of an adult inquiring of a child. So condescending it made you want to seethe, but you didn’t do anything. The meaning of Keisuke’s question flew straight over your hurting head. It was all you could do just to suppress the vortex of mixed emotions in your chest. “It was your scent, (Name).” Keisuke closed his eyes as he said it and gave a soft sniff. You scrunched your nose in confusion and cringed. He's talking crazy, what the hell? “You've always smelled so nice. You have such a distinct scent, you know. Better than fancy lotions or perfumes.” His broken sing-song voice sent a light chill running down your spine in which you let out a sad sound. “Hey. Why don’t you say something? Or would you like me to go first? Oh, I know! Wanna hear about my heroic feats? I did a whole lot of killing. For a good cause, of course.” He started while holding out his arms as if he were proud. His wicked smile made you want to cry. Staring hard at him, you can’t help but be astounded. “... Did you do it?” “Do what~” Keisuke asked, apparently pleased that you had opened your mouth at last. “I heard people are getting killed even outside of Toshima. Is it you?” You quietly muttered out the last few words in your hoarse voice, fearing the answer.

"Mhm."

Keisuke never once took his eyes off you, grinning from cheek to cheek, head turned down. You didn’t want to think “As I’d expected” but… Unable to keep watching Keisuke–who had “so what?” written all over his face, you turned your head down into your lap. It can't be. This just can't be. “They’re weak." No. "Every damn one of them." No. No. The more he spoke, the deeper you fell into despair. Like you wanted to faint. You wanted so terribly for this all to be some awful nightmare. That you were still asleep and dreaming. You wished you could see your deceased brother again, see the old Keisuke again.

Keisuke continued to speak and tell you how he killed Takeru, the one who tried to take tags from you and Keisuke. You couldn't hold back the shocked sob as Keisuke held out the cross necklace and tag both soiled with old blood dangling above your face catching glints of moonlight from the window. They were undeniably Takeru's. Takeru, who was in this to make money for his family. Takeru, who hurt you. So Keisuke hurt him. "Y'know why? Why I did it?" He sounded like a child seeking praise as he leaned close in to your ear.

"Because I love you."

No... After all this holding back, the tears finally escaped you. Heart burning with sorrow and anguish. Your neck gave up supporting your head which was filled with too many thoughts, and you fell to your side where you were only being supported by the nearby bed. Your heart was broken. Keisuke seemed to be pleased with your expression as he observed you, not wiping the tears that spilled down your cheeks like the old him would have. Like he enjoyed the sight of you crying. "Say something, (Name)." Getting a closer look at him now, you saw what you had secretly dreaded and made every effort to not think about. Murky eyes.

"Will you love me, too?"

You said nothing. So badly you wished things were different... In your younger days at the orphanage, your naivety had the best of you. It was true that you began to harbor romantic feelings for Keisuke. You were always fond of Keisuke. You had no idea what it meant. You weren't doing it because this person was special to your brother, it was more complex than that. Keisuke was special to you. And you did love Keisuke. The old Keisuke... Not this imposter. Where was your sweet boy?

Confronting him about his eyes, Keisuke arches a brow in mock surprise at your hoarse voice. You wished you were a child again for the sole purpose of getting away with running away and crying. That's exactly what you wanted to do now but no, you had to be strong. Keisuke was on drugs now, you feel responsible since you're the reason he's here in the first place. Toshima was poisoning him. If you wouldn't have gotten him involved, if you would've forced him to turn back and let you do this on your own... Then maybe none of this would've ever happened. You wouldn't have ruined his life.

Keisuke grew impatient awaiting your reply. You flinched as his fist slammed down on the floor next to your face. Keisuke's lips curved to a smile. "There's that face..." You hadn't realized your expression, but your eyes had widened as you looked up at him domineering over you like prey in its predators' grasp. "I want to see more. I want to see you scared. See you cry. See you seething with anger. I want to know you're just as alive as I am right now. If I'm being honest, it's better knowing I'm the one causing these emotions. I want to be the only one to make you feel everything." Keisuke's confession makes your face twist and your stomach drop. "Please, stop this." You sob. "You're not yourself. It's the drugs-"

With a swift movement, his hand was on your neck nearly crushing your windpipe. You can only let out small grunts and gasps as your eyes pierce into his darkened ones. For a moment, Keisuke's grip softens allowing you relief. His hand slides away and onto the ground. His smile had faded into a frown. And suddenly, there Keisuke sat on top of you. Seemingly taken over by an overwhelming sadness. Because deep down inside, he never wanted to hurt you. All he wanted was to save you. Never in a million years would he even think of hurting you. And yet, here he was. Watching the red marks he'd left on your neck just now surface. Remembering the times he'd knocked you unconscious. The venom he spat at you. What was he even doing? Why did he even bring you here to this place with him? I mean, seriously what the hell? His thoughts quickly turned him to anger.

Keisuke took a stand and simply left. He'd left you all alone again. You had shifted over and held out your hand reaching out towards him in the process, only to bring your hand back into your chest. You sobbed weakly, feeling as though you now had no one left. Your parents, then Akira, and now Keisuke too. You're all alone. Keisuke had stuck around for a little bit standing by the door of the room he'd left you alone in. Now he was gone. You don't know when you'll see him again. How you miss him so... Wait, what? But why? Why do you care? He just hurt you. He's done it on more than one occasion both mentally and physically. So why? Why is it that your heart aches for him? Were your feelings for him really so strong? Unfortunately, that seems to be the case.

But it wouldn't be long without him. For he would soon return and come back to you.

#x reader #angst #keisuke x reader #togainu no chi #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #dark romance

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Yan!Keisuke x F!Reader (pt. 1)

Contains: suggestive behavior, mental torment, mentions of murder, drugs, lots of blood, reader is slightly injured, angst, emotional coercion and manipulation, misogyny/condescending, threats to reader, Akira is dead in this AU.

(I attached a link to some info about the game if you're curious, I seriously recommend playing this game/watching the gameplays on youtube. There is also an anime of it as well.)

https://togainunochi.fandom.com/wiki/Characters

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It was a sticky situation. After the incident, you were left with only one choice. Either rot away in prison to serve a life sentence for the sins of your deceased brother, or enter a combat arena in order to fight for your own justice to live a normal life again.

It made Keisuke sick to his stomach, seeing your rights stripped away just like that. Maybe that's why he joined you. To help you. Or was it? Apart of him also felt the need to protect you like you were a damsel in distress. Despite how problematic that was, Keisuke doting on and coddling you was the very least of your problems right now.

Toshima had been pushing you to your limits and Keisuke's as well. And what do we do when we are pushed to our limits? Eventually, we break.

It started when you snapped at him. Not like the other times, this one was different. His heart sank in his chest with each and every word you spat out like venom. "I don't need you." "I'm fine on my own." "You're just holding me back." All he wanted to do was help. After all, you'd gotten into it with some street thugs and were injured badly. After the argument, Keisuke had fucked off just like you told him to. What Keisuke didn't understand is you were worried sick about him, it served as a distraction, stunting your progress. Why can't he see that? You only want for the both of you to escape from this place. Keisuke was too worried about you, not enough about himself.

You underestimated him it seems. The brunette actually can take care of himself. Very much so. It was a harsh truth that you would soon face the next time you encounter him.

When he left, he had gotten mixed up into that street drug -- Line. Except the vials that mysteriously ended up in his hands were of much higher dosage. On the streets, it is usually 10% concentrated while the vials in Keisuke's hands were 50% concentrated.

You changed. Keisuke had grown up with you at the orphanage, admired you all this time, loving you even more as you aged into the woman you were becoming just as he aged into a man, he wants to be the right man for you... Don't you see? He has loved you all this time. That's why it hurt him so. He lived and breathed you, looked up to you. But you had gotten so cold and distant ever since your brother Akira, Keisuke's best friend, tragically passed. Now, all you had was each other truly. He wouldn't let anything or anyone get in the way of that. Keisuke injected himself with the luminescent green liquid. Convulsing and gasping for air as his veins struggled to handle the intensity. Nonetheless, he turned out fine. In fact, he felt better than ever. And now he was going to prove that he could not only handle himself, but protect you. First things first...

You freeze in horror as the man in front of you, speckled in blood, slowly sauntered towards you with a faint smile. Your mind going a hundred miles an hour, you struggled to say anything at all. And you hated it. Finally, you were reunited with him. The only familiar face you have left in this cruel world and now he's so far away despite being so close. You retreated a single step back followed by another.

"Don't run away. Didn't you wanna see me? Or is it that you still don't give a fuck about me?" He reached out instantaneously, catching you on your shoulders against the hard concrete building, pulling you close into him. There was no running, Keisuke's face loomed over yours. "Say something, (Name), this is our heartwarming reunion." You went aghast when you saw the depths of Keisuke's brown eyes as they bore no trace of the Keisuke you once knew and were instead filled with a dark and vivid hatred. Quickly, you attempted to turn your face away, but Keisuke clenched you by the chin. "Look at me."

You said nothing as you were forced to gaze at him as he repeated himself. "You scared, (Name)?" Keisuke cocked his head and smiled as if to pacify a child, and yet here he was intimidating you. "Y'know, it's the first time I've seen you look like this. Petrified." His voice sounded so horribly innocent, lowered to a whisper while kneading your captured jaw with his fingers, in what might otherwise have been a gesture of affection in any other circumstance. "I haven't changed at all, you know. Not even a tiny bit. I just made things a tiny bit easier for myself, that's all." Well, what an odd choice of words. "Easier... for yourself?" He confirms your suspicion with a nod. "Yeah." The brunette frowns suddenly, his fingers meeting the corner of your lips. "... What happened here? Your lip's cut. Poor thing." You had a bad habit of biting your lip so hard to the point of drawing blood. But you decided to not let him change the subject.

"What do you mean by making things easier for yourself?" Pressing him for a definitive answer, unnerved by the artificial concern in Keisuke's voice. Of course, he chose to ignore your question again. "(Name), did you see it?" Keisuke put on a thin smile instead of replying. "The club." He whispered close to your ear, as if to give you a clue. "... The club?" Your eyes trailed back up to him. Keisuke confessed he was the one behind the massacre. The one who killed all those people. "It was my grand debut. I did it. All of it." The words resonated in your head with no meaning at first, taking you a while to digest them in your head one at a time. And the more you chewed them over, the greater their impact grew. You could recall the gruesome spectacle of the club in graphic detail, even now. It couldn't have been--- "...You..." Keisuke's expression was happier like a toddler. "So you saw it." Full of glee, he was.

You had been convinced that it was the work of Takeru, who-of course, unbeknownst to you- had only arrived there purely out of sheer coincidence or because he had been tailing you.

The one who had truly dyed the club in red was

Keisuke.

"But why, Keisuke? Why did you do it?" You choked on your words. "Why? Hell, why not? I said it was my grand debut. I did it because I wanted to. Nothing more." Wanting to prove to you that he was more than capable of handling himself, more than capable of being the kind of man that can protect you and give you more. You said nothing. Was the man you were facing here right now, grinning from cheek to cheek, really Keisuke? "What a surprise, you're so sweet, (Name)." Caressing your cheek with his free hand, still gripping your jaw. "You never dreamed I'd do that kind of thing, did you? That's the sort of expression you have on... you..." Keisuke's tone plunged as he trailed off, clutching your jaw harder as his eyes were scanning wandering all on your face. "You never dreamed someone as weak as me could do it... did you?" Black loathing expanded behind his eyes, narrowed to a squint to accommodate his smile. There was no doubting that the brunt of it was aimed at you. A shudder ran down your spine.

"Let go of me!" You grappled to escape with all the strength you possessed. Keisuke let out a husky laugh, clearly amused, like an animal toying with its captured prey. "(Name), you can't hold a candle to me anymore. Now I'm the stronger one. Probably stronger than Akira ever was!" He cackled maniacally causing you to flinch, Keisuke's words making you sick the more he opened his mouth.

Keisuke cradled your face in both of his cold, rough hands. The ones that used to be softer and warm. And he leaned in towards you. He softly bit at your ear. Pressed by a panic so intense as to make you dizzy, you shut your eyes. Keisuke's lips glided down from your cheek to your jaw, and from your jaw to your other ear. "Don't be so scared, it's fine. There's no need to worry." You found yourself doubting him. "Because I'll torture you nice and slow... before I kill you." He murmured, voice melting tenderly before moving away. And there it was. But... what?! Kill you? Surely he didn't mean it.

Despair. Like the ground crumbling beneath you, creating a hole in the earth. Plummeting into the heart of darkness. It took a frantic struggle for you to keep yourself from falling, totally weak in your legs. Not entirely from fear, but because of the pain. "You might not be aware of it yourself, but you'd better not act all high and mighty. 'Cause (Name), you were just..." Keisuke's mouth spread into a fiendish smile. "Having the time of your life when you attacked that guy back there." You were shocked to know Keisuke had seen you. When you were attacking a man for his dog tags, not stopping until his back finally hit the ground, tearing the necklaces off his neck. But you didn't enjoy it. How could you tell him he was wrong? You wanted to, but your voiceless protest smoldered in the back of your throat.

Seized by searing emotion, you tightened your fists and pressed your lips together into a frown. Shaken by Keisuke's sudden metamorphosis. And the words he had sent your way, dripping with hatred as he gave you a piercing look.

You regained some strength to put up a fight with him, frustrating him. He ended up shoving you into the wall and before you knew it, you were looking at the back of his silhouette as Keisuke retreated. At this rate, you would lose sight of him yet again. But you couldn't bring yourself to call out his name.

Under the illusion that the world around you was warping, you closed your eyes, slumping against the nearest wall, and covered your mouth. The shock of it turned to nausea, surging up your throat. Keisuke hurt you... Keisuke threatened to kill you... He murdered people and you were going to be next. The constant question of "Why?" had played on loop inside your head. You grit your teeth as your thoughts, having fallen into utter mayhem, threatened to outright explode. By the time you looked up, Keisuke was gone.

You felt like you could just keel over and die. Like a traveler wandering through the night without any signposts, you had lost sight of what to do next.

You finally began walking toward the hotel in the neutral zone, still unable to find a way to break out of your present quandary. Something unmistakably happened to Keisuke after he went missing and set him on this dark path. His eyes had been awash with hate despite the fact that he disliked every manner of conflict. Never once did he participate in Bl@ster, which was why you had been so reluctant to see him join you here in Igura. But the current Keisuke evinced not even the slightest hint of what he had been like before.

If Keisuke were telling the truth about the club incident, then you couldn't afford to stand by and leave him alone. Surely he is on the Executioners' watch list. What's the best thing to do? What do I do? You cycled through the same thought process over and over without coming up with any ingenious ideas. Your original reason for going to the hotel had been to find Keisuke's whereabouts. But I guess there was no point in going there now. You were lost. "Where do I go now?" You winced. If you stayed still, your overwhelming thoughts and emotions and everything else within you risked overflowing. So, you let your body take over and lead you where it would. Probably a good idea to get out of the back alleys into the main street.

#togainu no chi #togainu no chi x reader #yandere #dark romance #yandere x reader #yandere smut #yandere aesthetic #angst #smut #anime #Youtube

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fangirling rq

just a quick drabble on Lee Min Ki he's such an underrated actor oml. i fangirl for him as Tae-Soo sooo hard in the movie Monster. i def recommend. it's kinda cheesy in some aspects but i just can't help but love it. he's so punkinloveee and boy fantasy coded hehe

#lee min ki #monster 2014 #korean movie #yandere #Tae soo #punkinloveee #boy fantasy

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sucker-for-yanderes · 2 months

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full offense but none of you would have ever survived fanfiction.net in 2009

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sucker-for-yanderes · 3 months

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this is fun i like this ^.^

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sucker-for-yanderes · 3 months

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eijiro kirishima who secretly loves it when you come n cry to him, loves when you depend on him like that, when you let him lay you down and pamper you, tucking you under covers while he gets you water and makes you dinner, who brushes his fingers over your skin until your sleeping soundly, who fists his cock in the bed next to you silently thinking about how you looked up at him with those fat tears in your eyes pleading with him to make you feel better, how your bottom lip trembled when you said his name

eijiro kirishima who’s ever the gentleman again the next day, waking you up with breakfast ready and asking you if you’re okay in the gentlest tone

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Yandere x Reader

Contains: gn!reader, sub!reader, dub/con, yandere behavior, forced orgasm.

yandere who makes incredibly emotionally vulnerable and insecure reader cum even though reader thinks they don’t deserve that type of pleasure.

reader denying yandere’s advances continuously, all failing of course. all of that effort, for what? right. yandere pins reader down forcing them to take it, forcing pleasurable reactions out of reader, and eventually, forcing reader to cum.

but it’s mostly to let reader know that they do deserve that type of love! they deserve to feel pleasure on all levels. only the best for you, pookie. the other reasoning being that they want to make you happy, as happy as you can be.

yandere wiping reader’s tears of happiness as their high fades. they’re ready to give you that same high time and time again. yandere will always be there for you, my dear. they’re not going to let you go. they won’t let you pass up on the same feeling that you give them.

yandere massaging your back, adoring you as you fall asleep on them, mindlessly drooling on their shirt. but they love it. you’re so cute. they love you so much. goodnight.

xoxo.

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sucker-for-yanderes · 4 months

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just me being delulu imagining this with 12ft tall orc character x reader using my height. 🤭

TW: NSFW, yandere, f!reader, monster au, orc x elf!reader, huge size difference

Orc Master – who makes his pretty collared elf-pet lick and kiss his heavy balls because his cock won’t fit in her mouth…

They’re the size of grapefruits – bigger than your tits, nearly bigger than your head, and you can only suck a small spot at a time – smacking off the warm weights with a lewd pop before suckling another place just shy of it.

He strokes his cock above you – pearls of pre, more like marbles, trickle down the spine of it before dripping onto your face and chest.

His other hand cradles the entirety of your skull, holding a fat thumb on your brow – angling your head to look past the thick structure shadowing you up into his hooded eyes filled with carnal heat, leering at your pretty face smothered in his sack, begging for what’s kept inside them, warm and ready to flood your guts and breed you full.

His brawny legs are taller than you as you kneel between them – feeling like a beggar praying to a god. His foot, larger than your leg – and his big toe, the size of your fist. Making the whole ground shake when he stomps it down next to you – wordlessly encouraging you to be more eager.

He's always glossy with old and new sweat – layered thickly and sticky on his tough skin, along with red and brown flecks of blood and mud – highlighting every fat muscle as though carved in metal. Broad shoulders swole with brute strength – even his neck is buff with it, thicker than your thighs – looking proud and toppling as he looms above you.

His words are few but weighty, grunting out, “Tongue.” Appeased when you listen and stick the pink thing inside his dickhole. Endearment in his voice, purring out “good bitch…” and softly calling you his “tiny elf-whore,” while petting your hair – steering your little head up and down his tall shaft, letting your mouth catch all the spilled mess frothing from his leaky tip.

The muscles in his thighs flex while you suck along his thick veins, pulsing where they fork along the tall tower. You have to gulp when you think about how massive it is – you can’t even reach around it when using both your hands – and you have no sound understanding of how it even fits inside you at all.

When he sucks your tits, he’ll take half of them inside his warm mouth – nomming on them while he stretches your hole with one finger after the other.

His digits are the size of a male elf’s manhood – you can’t reach fully around one with your hand – and he’s got three of them pumping your tiny elven cunt – prepping you for his much meatier orc-cock.

You’re held easily on his lap, seated sideways and pretty. His drool runs down your chest and belly, and you’re soaked in your own sweat after cumming for the umpteenth time. Still, you squirm when he finally dabs your puffy cunt with the sturdy meat. When it stands between your thighs, the plush cockhead reaches high enough to get cozy between your breasts, and you can already feel it punching your ribs and rearranging your organs.

You always break, trying to fling yourself off and run away despite the collar sitting around your throat with a chain trail leading to the bed.

You’re never able to get out of his grip anyway. He pulls your hair back, making your head hang backward, chest arched up – it’s an awful position, leaving you no option but to thrash – unable to see what’s going on or how to prepare for it.

He picks up your thigh and holds you up in the air by it alone, using you like a ragdoll as he spreads you wide. Huffing out impatient grunts at the numerous failed attempts of pressing his raging cock-head inside you, always slipping through your slit and rubbing off on your clit. He grows angry rather quickly, growling until your hole finally gets sloppy enough to allow the very tip to find footing – just enough to let him knead the entire bulb inside you and slowly sink inch after fat inch all the way up until you choke on it.

Stuffed so fair-tight with a big bulge in your poor belly. You squeeze on it with a cry – your whole body reacting to it, contorting while it settles deep within you. Knees lifting and bending with thighs winding shut, curled toes, and fingers making tight fists.

He’s kind enough to let you roost on it for a bit before moving.

Standing up, he lays your back against the plush bed, still warm from where he’d just been sitting – and wraps a hand around both your ankles, holding them up – placing the other on the dome of your ass, hooking a thumb over your hipbone.

Most of you is still in the air – making so much blood pool in your head. Going dizzy and breathless once he sets the pace, dragging himself out of your tight walls – beyond content feeling your tight cunt squeeze on him as though begging him to stay inside.

You make the cutest sounds – makes his balls clamp up as they swing and softly clap against your back while he slowly lolls his entire length back inside your warmth.

Once your hole surrenders more to his size, he’ll lay your legs to rest against his chest and mirror the placement of his other hand – both now grabbing each of your buttcheeks – starting to fuck your womb tightly.

He loves elven pussy – especially yours – so sweet and juicy, cumming on him every few minutes – milking him for his cream.

You get a fever once he finally cums – pumping it all inside you, unloading for a full minute or two, leaving you gasping and panting with broken moans cut with cries – feeling it seep out around the edges of where he has you stuffed, running down your ass and spine, dribbling down his balls and hitting the floor in fat drops that give a sounding thud.

He waits until his cock is sluggish before sloshing out.

Everything is a sticky mess, but he cares little for cleaning up – staggering over the bed and immediately falling into a snoring sleep with you tucked under his heavy arm.

After all, he has to make sure everyone knows who you belong to – not only by keeping you collared with his crest but by making sure you smell ripely so – scented from head to toe with his jizz and urine.

BNHA – Enji, Bakugou, Kirishima, Deku, Muscular, Gigantomachia

JJK – Toji, Sukuna, Nanami, Kenjaku

AOT – Erwin, Reiner, Zeke

#smut #yandere x reader #yancore #yandere smut #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere x you #nightmare rambles #bnha #jjk #jjk smut #aot #aot smut

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i feel like toji fushiguro would have a hard time saying “i love you.” and he regrets that he isn’t able to tell his family three fucking words. he’s not a teenager anymore.

but he’s a hurt man whose healing and has done all he can to be better for .his family. so observant but so oblivious to how he lives and breathes “i love you.”

like how he’s late to his new corporate job because he wants more of your kisses, no matter how much those kids cringe and tell their clingy father to leave you alone.

like how he almost got reported to the police for staring down at tsumiki’s playground crush, telling his daughter all boys are bad. except for megumi of course.

like how he was attentive to megumi when he had to go to school alone for the first time because his big sis was sick.

like how he wakes up in the earliest hours of morning, haunting memories playing in his mind, yet the warm bodies of his partner and two children makes all of the pain he could ever feel go away. even if his arms are sore because of you and megumi’s big heads. even if he can feel tsumiki kicking him from time to time. bathing, feeling, and holding his world is enough for him to be content in life.

and speaks enough to all of you for you to understand the three underlying words in all of his actions.

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sucker-for-yanderes · 5 months

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reader who gets reincarnated lifetime after lifetime and sukuna, who is desperatly in love with you, so he waits each lifetime, only to have the same results - you despising every bone in his body. no matter how weak he makes himself, having tried so many times to get you to fall for him, you always figure out what, who he is, and the cycle repeats. because sukuna may love you, but you will never pine for a monster. and with every death, he waits, and tries again, because maybe one day he will figure it out what it takes to make your heart sing. maybe one day you wont care that he is the king of curses and will give him just a drop of affection. but for now, he kisses your hand, imagining your eyes to be softer, and waits for the familar slap across his cheek for daring to lay his disgusting hands on you

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sucker-for-yanderes · 5 months

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drop links with yandere noncon hentai pls 😭

Everything written by the artist umekoppe is always yandere noncon smut I would say this artist is probably responsible for most of the yandere hentai manga you see screencapped across the internet lmao I know at least here on tumblr most of the hentai panels you see with yandere MLs are usually umekoppe haha. They just dropped a new one a couple days ago look at my boy kohaku :3

Here’s some:

If you wish to purchase directly and not read pirated you can do so here. You will need the titles of what you wish to purchase since they categorize by circle not by artist.

Pirated:

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Mending a Broken Heart

Yan!Hawks x Reader

Contains: vengeful Hawks, broken hearted reader, sorta manipulative Hawks, murder (death from falling), mentions of cheating, Hawks being the embodiment of this song, and a lil steamy situation.

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You recently found out that your boyfriend loved another girl. It wasn't just some hook up. But another lover. Apparently he had loved this girl more than you. He chose her instead of you.

You'd since then not been showing up to work, fallen behind, and not been taking good care of yourself either. The psychological and emotional pain took such a toll on sweet you that it began to manifest in other ways, hurting physically. Your heart felt like it was ripping apart slowly and you could barely take the pain.

Meanwhile, you were in the comfort of your own condo you'd been couped up inside for weeks. Scrolling through social media, a post of your now ex boyfriend with her. You decided to take a shower to pamper yourself, hoping it will get rid of the nausea. You shaved all over, washed your body, face, hair, and then took a few minutes to relax under the water, massaging your scalp and back. Once you exited the shower, you dried off and walked back to the couch still fully nude. After all, this is your house so you get to do and wear whatever you please. And it hit you again. What did he see in her that he couldn't see in you? The thoughts slowly consuming you.

Just then, a knock on the door to the balcony. It's Hawks. Pulling herself off the couch and quickly grabbing a baggie shirt to cover yourself. What could he be here for? Softly, you slid the door open." Hawks? I-I mean, Keigo?What are you doing here?" You raised a brow as you looked up at the tall figure standing before you." I came to check on you like I always do, kiddo. Why? Am I not allowed to?" The blonde joked as he stroked your still wet (h/l), (h/c) hair." I told you, stop calling me kiddo. I'm only two years younger than you, we're not too far off." You huffed, pushing Hawks' hand away." Fine, fine. Anyways, can I come in?" Hawks smiled the same smile that you could never say no to. You two sat on the couch, Hawks laid down with you perched between his legs. You two were always close friends since your days at academy together, so it's no surprise you're so comfortable like this with each other. Somewhat discreetly, you continued scrolling through your ex's social media, catching Hawk's eye. He let out a low grumble and snatched the phone out from your grasp and plopped it on the coffee table." What was that for?" You whined as you turned around, scooting up so now your soft chest was pressed into Hawks' firm chest." You told me you were going to get over him. You can't do that if you're constantly thinking about him or scrolling through his social media. He's a no good, two timing jerk who's not worth your time at all." Hawks' tone was more serious. You gave him a surprised look as you hadn't heard him like this in a long time.

The tense silence was broken by tears and quiet sobs from you. Hawks placed his finger under your chin, causing you to look up into his crimson eyes." Shh, listen. Don't cry. He's not worth your tears either. Now, what can I do to help you forget about him?" Hawks gently wiped the tears from your flushed cheeks as he stared longingly into your (e/c) eyes." I-I don't know..." You squeaked out." (Name)." Hawks' voice had lowered significantly, almost to the point where he was whispering. You felt a familiar tension between the two of you. A tension you didn't mind.

" I'm only saying this because I care about you... So, what if..."

You felt your heartbeat increase and your cheeks as well as your whole body become hot. Hawks felt the same sensation in his chest as well. He had been wanting this for so long.

" What if I helped you move onto someone else?"

His voice was smooth and as sweet as candy. Your gaze moved onto his lips, causing you to blush more." Like who?" Hawks concentrated on your plump lips he'd desired for for so long.

" Someone like me."

After those words, he'd locked lips with yours. It was quite startling. Your eyes widened yet shimmered with passion and thus, you melted into the kiss. Your heart was now beating rapidly. And all of a sudden, your ex was a figment of the past. Now that the two of you were so close, you noticed his scent was a lot more appealing and his breath was fresh and minty. Hawks wrapped his arms around you and sat up so now that you were upright on his lap, continuing to make contact. Hawks placed his hands from your cheeks, to shoulders, and then to hips. Creating friction against each other as moans and pants escaped the both of you, until you eventually pulled away.

" Keigo..." You whispered, shocked by the whole situation. You never would have known Hawks had feelings for you. You felt a sense of guilt as well. How long had he liked you for? You'd been in a relationship with your ex for well over a year before they split. And even the split was recent. You knew Hawks since your freshman year at the academy they attended together. Hawks moved a loose strand of still damp hair out of your face and continued to stare at her." Sorry. I know that was sudden so it might be a lot to take in-" " N-no! I mean... I feel the same way." You were a blushing mess now if you weren't one before. But you couldn't lie to yourself.

That kiss, and the burning passion within you... It's as if something just rose to the surface that you forgot you had buried deep inside of you, laying dormant. Something you couldn't contain anymore." Keigo... You were always there for me no matter what. You still are. I haven't been fair to you. I had no idea you felt this way about me. I'm sorry for that... but would it be okay if I make it up to you?" You looked up at him with pleading eyes. Your confession shocked him, but he was happy nonetheless." You silly girl." Hawks suddenly brought you into a tight bear hug and the two of you began your usual play fight.

" Okay, I've gotta get going now. It's already dark and I've still got some hero stuff to take care of." Hawks gets up while picking you up into another tight bear hug, eventually setting you back down on the ground. You then saw him off saying your goodbyes as you watched in awe as he flew off from the balcony." Never gets old." You smiled. Overcome with a fit of blushing, you replayed the memory of what happened a few moments ago, steam practically evaporating from your head.

" Wait! Please, don't do this! Don't!"

" It's not my fault. You broke her heart. So I'm going to break you."

" Please! Show mercy!"

" Hmm, let me think."

" !!!"

" Mm, no."

Hawks watched coldly as he dropped the boy from above the clouds. When Hawks killed someone, he usually enjoyed hearing their screams, but he found himself rather annoyed hearing this one scream. Maybe it's because of the fact that the pitiful excuse of a man had broken his true love's heart.

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Secret Admirer Pt. 2

Yan!Izuku x Reader

Contains: Stalking, hidden cameras in reader's home, unhealthy obsession and other yandere behavior, masturbation.

The green haired boy let out a light, disturbing chuckle as he now had full access to a certain someone's house. Due to all the secret cameras he had hidden to the spare keys he made himself. He could easily slip in and out whenever he pleased. He could take her whenever he pleased. After all, with his super human quirk, it'd be a piece of cake. This girl was quirkless after all so it's not like she could defend herself even against a person who had a lowly type quirk. But where was the fun in taking her so soon? No, Izuku liked playing the waiting game. There was something about the stalking and watching from afar that he loved. He liked the thrill of the waiting game. To be able to observe her so closely yet not getting caught or even suspected once! Man, he was a natural at this. He sighed lovingly as he watched her get ready for work. She put on the same uniform that they had met in.

Izuku first laid eyes on her at a coffee shop he visited frequently. She was the new employee they had hired. This was her first job. How did he know? The questions she asked and the way she operated and not to mention her inadequate social skills. Anyone could tell she was a newbie. In fact, she had spilled coffee on his pants. That was the first time they'd actually conversed besides her taking his order. She frantically apologized and began wiping the hot liquid off of his pants causing the two of them to blush. She apologized again and offered to give him some spare clean pants they had laying neatly folded in the back room. He turned down the offer as he saw there was no use crying over spilled coffee. It was from that interaction that the two of them began talking more and more everyday. And it was from there that an obsession grew. It started off small, Izuku not even noticing it. But he subconsciously began doing things out of the ordinary such as spilling things on "accident" or ordering a large meal and then offering (Name) to sit down and eat it with him. He would even watch her up at the register, cleaning, and making drinks. His eyes observed her well sculpted face, down to her firm breasts, to her curvy build. He even found her legs to be appealing for some odd reason and her small hands as well. He took notice to the little details about her and it only made him admire her more. He adored seeing her in that uniform. The light tan jeans that fit her legs so comfortably. Her black, short sleeved shirt fit her so snug. A short, brown apron with the coffee shop brand logo on it hugged her waist perfectly. Not to mention the uniform accented her breasts, thighs, and ass all in one sitting. Izuku had never seen anyone look so cute and even sexy in a coffee shop uniform before. Never. But that wasn't the only thing he cared about. No. He cared about so much more. Her voice, her kindness to others, her enthusiasm, determination, patience, and the way she could light up the room when she walked in. Izuku was so intrigued by this girl. You could find a girl with a good body anywhere, but to have a good personality combined with that was rare. Izuku was so intrigued by this girl that it didn't take him long to find out where she lived. She even lived close by his apartment. How convenient~

Now, in present day, it was after work that he managed to slip into her house without being detected. Izuku thanked the gods who gave him such stealth. Whatever room she was in, he was watching from another. His heart raced. Oh, how he loved the thrill. The risk of getting caught. It was a wild high. But the thing he truly loved was being close to his crush. The one he admired most. The one who occupied his heart. Izuku couldn't help but bend down to the ground and bring his hands to his now red face. He was internally fanboying over that girl again. He couldn't wait for the day he would be able to call her his. The day she would moan his name over and over again. The day she would say " I do." It was all so exciting to Izuku. But he maintained his composure for now. There was a time and place for his fanboying and fantasizing.

Izuku was now standing in the bathroom. The hot steam from the shower filled the room as mist formed on the mirror. Izuku began blushing madly as he was standing not even four feet away from the girl of his dreams! It was easy for him to slip in undetected as she liked to listen to her casual tunes whilst in the shower. Izuku could only imagine what lay on the other side of the curtains. They were in the same room. One clothed and one naked. Only to be separated by a curtain. (Name) was focused on cleaning herself until she shivered due to a sudden chill. Izuku had left the door slightly cracked. However, she found it not to be a big deal as she was getting out soon anyways and didn't want to get out of the shower, close the door, then get back in. Absolutely clueless. Focused on her own tasks at hand because that's the kind of person she is. Focused on herself in order to keep improving and moving forward. Yes, that's right. Keep on doing what you're doing. Minding your own business as the boy so close to you watches. Nothing kept secret.

(Name) twisted the knob in her shower causing the water to turn off. Izuku swiftly stepped out of the room into somewhere he wouldn't be detected. She opens the curtains and dries herself off, turning the bathroom fan on to dry off the moist room. The girl then continued with her nightly routine, all while Izuku watched. However, he was respectful to turn away when she was completely nude as he wanted to save that for himself one day. The day he would see her fully naked would be the day he would take her, not just watch her. And he couldn't exactly take her right now, it would screw things up. Izuku concludes the night while watching his precious girl sleep from the window. The gods seemingly blessed him again providing a tree with the perfect, supportive branch to watch her from. Izuku watched her sleep for hours and hours before he had to go home. However, that's okay. The micro cameras he set up in her room would allow him to watch her in the comfort of his home while she was comfortable in hers. And there, he would continue his fun.

Midoriya was so smart to have done that. He pat himself on the back for it. Yes, he absolutely loved watching you up close and personal, but he couldn't all the time. He looked at the tapes often. Her sleeping in bed was enough to turn him on. As usual, he pleased himself to her. Fantasizing. What her naked body would look like pressed up against his. What her mouth would look like around his long, thick meat. What his cum all over her face would look like. She would look so adorable. This was the only thing that kept Izuku restrained. It gave him a sense of self control. But make no mistake, he was definitely planning on how to make (Name) his forever. He wanted (Name). He coveted her so bad. Izuku wanted to own her. Own everything about her. Her body, her psyche, her soul, her very entire essence, and most importantly, her heart. She would be his entirely.

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