#male x gender neutral reader

[obsessivevoidkitten]

All He Wants For Christmas Is You

Yandere Krampus x Gender Neutral Reader (CW: Dub-con, Stockholm syndrome, inhuman genitals, smut, detained reader, general yandere behavior)  Word Count: 1.7k (I wrote this within a few hours last minute for Christmas, kinda rushed and not beta read so I know it is not my best work, but I still think it is an interesting concept and I really hope you all enjoy it. I did not have the funds to really do anything for Christmas so I am celebrating by posting this instead. I really hope you all have a fantastic holiday <3)  

It was Christmas Eve, you were traveling back into town on foot when the winter weather slowed you down. It had calmed down considerably since this morning but you were going nowhere fast. You plodded through the snow with tired but steady steps, slowly approaching your destination. But now the sun was rapidly setting and as the darkness encroached a blizzard blew in. If the fading light had made it difficult to see then the harsh wind and bitter cold assaulting your face were making it impossible. The weather here was normally so mild, even the winters so you had not been prepared at all for the sudden onset of winter weather not once but twice now. It is no wonder why you veered from the path into town and ended up getting lost in the woods. Facing the freezing temperatures and the prospect of wild animals in this part of the country you were desperate to make it home, but instead you bumbled your way to a cave. It clearly wasn’t the den of some vicious wild animal, it even had Christmas ornaments dangling from the entrance. And it was hard to tell for sure in the torrent of snow, but it looked like smoke was emanating from the top. Maybe some old hermit lived here who could assist you. You walked in carefully, calling out for anyone who might be inside, but received no response. You continued into the cave until you came across a very cozy scene. A Christmas stocking hung up over a rustic fireplace that had been snuffed out but was still smoldering, a tree covered with baubles and garland, a cute looking green rug and an inviting red couch with a snowman pattern blanket hanging off of the side. There were other rooms, but you did not want to pry, you figured whoever lived here would probably be kind enough to let you stay the night then you could just leave in the morning. You laid down on the huge couch and bundled yourself up with the comfortable blanket. You would have relit the fire, but you did not want to risk falling asleep with it burning and causing an accident. And besides, this blanket was unnaturally cozy. After being exhausted and cold for the majority of the day the warmth of the blanket and the cozy atmosphere lulled you into a deep sleep with ease. On his way back to his den, after a long night of punishing the wicked and scaring the naughty, Krampus was tired and depressed. There was no reward or appreciation for his hard work. No one to come home to. No milk or cookies left out for him to enjoy. But when he entered his little abode and looked up and saw you on his couch, all bundled up and sleeping soundly in his blanket, he knew Santa had finally brought him what he had been asking for! A nice human mate. It wasn’t like he could just find one himself. He bent down and investigated your sleeping form. He knew instantly who you were, as he had knowledge of all human’s names and whether or not they were bad or good, due to his magic and ability to see auras. He could tell that you were a very good person, you must have been rewarded for it by being chosen to be his mate. Krampus was, after all, a very caring and generous boyfriend who would certainly spoil you. You seemed a bit cold, despite your warm clothing and his magic blanket, so he lit the fire up before taking you into his arms and holding you close to his fur covered chest as he carried you off to his bedroom. When you woke up you found yourself laying on a soft thick layer of pitch black fur. You had not remembered laying down on any type of fur blanket, but you had been exhausted, you almost brushed it off and went back to sleep until you noticed the blanket was warm and breathing. You looked over and saw the face of a demon right there inches away from you! Long sharp horns, fangs poking out from his closed mouth, and beast-like face. You recoiled and cried out from fear and ended up falling off the bed. Krampus woke up and called your name in a deep and terrifying voice, which only served to scare you even more. How did this beast know who you were? “Are you okay, my little gift? I hope you are not hurt. It must have startled you to wake up in a different spot from where you fell asleep, I am sorry but I just couldn’t resist cuddling,” Krampus said as he walked over towards you. Seeing him standing maid him only more horrifying, he was bulky and towered above you. You scrambled up and fled the room but the monstrosity was close behind and far faster than you would expect something of his size. So fast in fact that he suddenly appeared in front of you, blocking the exit. Due to his sudden appearance before you, you careened into him, landing right into his waiting embrace. “Why are you so scared? Did Santa not bother to tell you who you were volunteering to be given to? That is just so like him, always a bit flustered. Don’t worry, I am Krampus, I will take good care of you,” he whispered in what he thought was a reassuring voice as he nuzzled his face into your neck. You did not even try to struggle from his grip, you could tell he was well muscled under all that fur and you knew he could snap you like a twig. You would just bide your time until Krampus was distracted. You waited days, but it was like his guard was never down, he did not need the same amount of sleep as humans did and when he did go to bed he always had you firmly in his arms, and during all other times he made sure he was right there beside you. It was like he knew you were planning something. Krampus did know you were planning something, he could not read minds, but your aura indicated you were going to try something sneaky. He could not take any chances when it came to his little present. Of course you had tried to explain to him that you were not his present at all, but he wouldn’t hear of it. He could tell you were not lying, but he figured you had some sort of memory issue, or maybe you were unaware of what had happened exactly. But no matter what he was convinced you were his gift from Santa. As the days passed by with no sign of an opening to escape in sight you slowly began to give up on the idea and accept your reluctant life with Krampus bit by bit. He fed you pretty well, spent a lot of time with you, always kept you warm and comfortable, and was really sweet in general. Other than being in his presence constantly he never tried to force you to do anything you didn’t want to do. He brought up the subject of sex, and you had seen him naked by accident once, but he did not pressure you at all and he easily could with the strength he had. You did not know when it happened exactly, but at some point after spending months with Krampus you realized you really loved him. The demonic beast was always with you and he was just so kind and surprisingly gentle, you were bound to fall for him at some point. One morning when you awoke to find yourself once again laying on top of your self-appointed boyfriend, you realized something hard was poking into your crotch. You moved and saw his slimy demonic cock hard and ready poking out from the underwear he wore to bed, instead of being repulsed or horrified like you would have been during your first days in this cave you found yourself extremely aroused. You had not exactly been able to relieve yourself with Krampus always around you and you had pretty strong feelings for him now. So you slid off your pants and underwear before sliding his off, freeing his massive dick and big hairy nuts. He remained completely asleep but you slowly and steadily lowered yourself on his cock. You began riding him at a slow and gentle pace, it felt amazing to finally get some sexual pleasure after so long. Krampus finally awoke to the sight of his darling riding him and it was the most wonderful thing he had ever seen. “Mmm, I could get used to waking up to this babe~” He grinded his cock into you, matching your thrusts, making you moan as he groaned and grunted animalistically. His strong hands gripped your hips as you continued bouncing on his length. You quickened your pace, craving the sensation of a climax on his big cock. You slung your arms around his big shoulders as he sat up in bed and matched your speed with faster and deeper thrusts. Before long, with both of you increasing in speed and force, you both came hard. His nuts emptied into your greedy hole, filling you with his thick seed. Since it was so early in the morning and you had just exhausted yourself so immensely by riding him you leaned on him, nuzzling into the fur of his chest, and went back to bed in his arms. His cock still impaling you and occasionally twitching as it dribbled more cum into you. Back at the North Pole an elf handed Santa a report. The plan had gone perfectly. The winter weather sent to lead the human to Krampus had done its job and the human and Krampus fell in love. The lonely human had finally found a good boyfriend and Krampus now had a suitable mate, which he had been asking for every year. They had consummated their union and would surely be happy together forever.

#yandere terato #yandere teratophilia #yandere krampus #yandere christmas #yandere x gn reader #gender neutral reader #male x gender neutral reader #krampus x reader #yandere boyfriend #monster boyfriend #yandere holiday #yandere male x gn reader #happy holidays 2022

[novanovase]

When It Comes To You

(Unsuur X GN! Reader)

( i commissioned this piece from the lovely MiyamuraRen on AO3 / @ ron_platypus on twitter) ( i made some edits here and there so it can capture Unsuur personality more)

Word count: 3K

“Wow you like me? i like you too!.” And just by those simple words, the two of them are now dating. But still, It’s been lingering on the Builder’s mind for a while without them being able to stop thinking about it.

What’s Unsuur been doing before he gets in the Civil Corps? Now that the two of them are couples, the stuff they knew about Unsuur is practically nothing except for the general things. Okay, so.. He likes collecting rocks and Counting the sands, doing his typical civil corps work and talking to Captain, but what else-? It’s not like he’s the type that will blatantly show his traits and likings for anything, and he’s not really that acquainted with the people of Sandrock..

Builder sighed, staring blankly at the sight of the vast sky in front of them, before clenching their fist in a sudden rise of commitment.  

They’re going to find out more things about Unsuur! First step, let’s ask Justice!

---

It was a bit cloudy as Builder entered the Civil Corps building, hopefully nobody else is there except for Justice. Of course they would be embarrassed if Unsuur is there. well.. let’s hope for the best anyways.

As Builder opened the door slowly it let out a creaking sound, and Justice met their gaze as soon as the door opens. Builder takes a look at their surroundings much to their relief,  there’s only Justice and a yawning Captain inside.

“Looking for Unsuur? He’s gone and i don’t really know where he is at the moment, but if you want to meet him I think he’ll come back in the afternoon—“ 

“No, that’s okay! I’m looking for you instead.”

“Me?” Justice’s eyebrows raised, much to his surprise. 

“Um… If it’s okay, can I ask you something?” 

---

“What Unsuur did in his past before he joins the Civil Corps, you say?” Justice lifted one of his eyebrows while scratching his head in confusion. Builder stared at Justice in hope, at the very least wishing for some new information they didn’t know. 

“Now that you mentioned it, Unsuur rarely talks about himself. He talked about his explorations and missions he took, but when it comes to his own…” Builder sighed. It’s a no, then… And, who could he ask other than Justice?

Will the others who barely knew Unsuur know something?

Builder looked at Captain that lies on Justice’s desk. Captain snuggled itself on Justice’s paperworks, trying to find a comfortable position to rest on while showing its fluffy belly to Builder, much to Builder’s happiness that Captain’s cuteness managed to make them feel much better than they are at the moment.

“Hey Captain, can you tell me about Unsuur? you spent a lot of time with him right?” They patted his Fluffy head, much to Justice's laugh. Only if Captain could talk to them, it would be much easier.

“I guess I’ll try to ask other people about it”. 

---

“Still no proper information, Builder?” The latter answered with a deep sigh, tired. They tapped their feet in annoyance as every stuff they had done had no avail. They tried to ask Owen, as he’s quite acquainted with his customers- but then Owen is completely oblivious too, just like the other townsfolk they had tried to ask too. It’s like the only thing they knew is just that Unsuur will come if they are asking for the civil corps’s aid, and that’s all. 

Instead of any reaction, Justice laughed, patted Builder’s back- much to their surprise. 

“If you’re that curious, why don’t you just talk to the person himself?” Exactly the second when those words said out of Justice’s lips, the civil corps’s door opened and Unsuur gets in. His gaze met exactly at Builder as he entered, and a flash of anticipation showed on his face- and it disappeared as fast. 

“Unsuur! What are you doing? It’s already late, but you didn’t told me or Justice your whereabouts!” 

“I was doing… stuff. Just finding new stuff that I can add to my collection.” He pecked Builder’s cheek, only for them to puff their cheek in annoyance and embarrassment as they aren’t satisfied with the ambiguous response, but somehow still sighing in relief in the end. It’s okay, as long he’s coming back, safe and sound. 

“I don’t mind but can you just tell us if you’re leaving for a long time? I don’t want to be worried…”

“Oh, you’re missing me so much that you want to keep track of me all the time?”

“You know exactly that’s not what I meant! I just… worry about you sometimes, okay?” Builder’s cheeks are getting red as they raise their voice, flustered. 

“I’ll be okay. But I’ll make sure to inform either you or Justice next time, alright?” A sudden warmth envelops Builder as Unsuur’s tall figure faces them and circles his hand around them, hugging them tightly. The latter closed their eyes, cherishing the embracement. It always feels good when Unsuur hugs them- the warmth never fails to assure them, like everything’s gonna be okay, and it’s completely safe.

Unsuur’s expression might be mostly stoic, but he won’t hesitate when it comes to showing his love for Builder—And that’s what makes Builder fall for him. 

“Ooh, PDA.” Justice whistled.

“S-shut up, Justice!” Another loud laugh was heard from inside of the civil corps’s building in the end.

---

“Builder, can I ask for a Wooden Storage?”

“Owen, sure! Do you need anything else?” 

“I think I’ll need a few more things, but is it okay for you to take all these requests?” Owen asked, and they could hear a hint of worry in his voice.

“That’s okay! But it’ll take a few days, not to mention that I had to work on the other’s commissions as well. Is it okay for you?” As the man answered with a nod, Builder took notes of the things they’ll need- and as it was almost at the end of the day, that will be the last commission they took before working on them.

Somehow, they keep getting a lot of requests lately- Owen requesting for kitchen equipment or leather , copper crafts for Arvio and the others, chairs for Catori, and some weapons for the civil corps. Justice requested steel spears recently, and it’s still in progress.

Ah, speaking of the civil corps. Is Unsuur immersed in working…? It reminds them of a conversation a few days ago, right after they asked everyone about Unsuur’s past.

---

“Unsuur, do you want to have something to eat together at Blue Moon?” 

“I think I’ll pass today darlin, I have another work to do, so I’ll meet you later okay?” The man replied immediately, before patting his partner’s head, and rushed towards the door- leaving before the builder can even respond.

---

“Eh-?

…Now that they realize it, something feels off after that moment. It was a rare sight to see Unsuur showing unusual expressions when they see each other, it feels like Unsuur is keeping a distance from them right after that day.

It was just a feeling, at first. But then Unsuur rejects almost every single time they invited him to a date or even just to have a chat together, he always said he’s going home or going somewhere and promising the Builder he'll accept the next time they invite him. 

Builder stared blankly at the ceiling, confused at their own feelings. Are they over-thinking? Is everything actually fine?, or something IS going on and they don't know what it is? Unsuur changed a bit, and they didn’t know what caused it. Or Unsuur is doing something behind their back? But- ah, it can’t be…right?

They want to meet Unsuur and spend their time with him… but with all of the current commissions that they have to work on, it feels so hard to do even just some small talks. All they could do at the moment is only try to finish all the work they had, and to hope that their workflow is getting better so they’ll have some free time later. 

---

“Builder, are you done with the sword and shield? Justice told me to check on you- or perhaps collect them, if they’re already done.” Unsuur was on the door, just right when Builder had finished the things he mentioned, what a perfect timing, right?

“Here! He asked a lot of them,  you sure you’ll be able to carry them?” Builder took out the items Justice had commissioned from the shelf, dropping all of them on the table- resulting in a deep thump sound as all the heavy metals hit the table.

“Don’t worry. I’m not that strong, but i’ll manage. also i have something to ask…”

“Yeah?” Their eyebrows lifted.

“If you don’t mind and perhaps you have some free time, do you want to hunt some monsters together ‘with me? It’s been a while since we went out together, so I'm thinking of doing something, just the two of us.”

…Ah, he asked first. They could feel their heart skip a beat, before feeling a warmth sparking from them. 

“Sure, Unsuur!” They smiled brightly, before they  hugged Unsuur which the latter reacted to, as he circled his arms to their body and hugged them back.

“I guess we’ll meet each other at the Efaula Desert, then? I’ll bring all the equipment we’ll need so don’t worry about it.” Builder responded with an enthusiastic nod, as they can’t contain their happiness at the moment. They’ve been waiting for this the whole time, to spend any activities- anything is okay. As long as it's just between the two of them without anyone else’s disturbance. 

As Unsuur leaves while carrying the weapons, The Builder can’t brush off the little smile that has been sitting on their face.

---

It was daylight, and Unsuur is already waiting at the Efaula Desert when Builder arrived with the Yakmel cart. Nothing changed between the two of them despite The Builder thinking of it like it’s a quality time for Both the two of them still dons the same clothes, with the exception of two swords crossed on Unsuur’s back and the two shields he held on his hand.

Just as The Builder gets off of their horse  Unsuur smiles at them, and hands them the equipment. “So… what kind of monsters are we going to hunt today?”

“I think we’ll hunt for some Penskys and boxing jacks for today. I hope we didn’t encounter any of the overly aggressive ones, I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Hey! I can protect myself! Who do you think was the one who made these huh? They're of great quality, even you can see it yourself!” Builder puffed their cheek in annoyance.

“Well that only tells me that you’re a good builder and not a fighter, yeah? but There’s no need to pout, I believe in you, Darling.” Builder swore they could hear a soft chuckle at that second, out of Unsuur’s lips. It sounds so soft that it’s barely noticeable for them. 

“Hmph!” Unsuur decides to pull Builder’s soft cheeks that keep puffing, only to get responded with an embarrassed noise, and The Builder rushing towards their horse to prepare some items and consumables.

They were quite far from Unsuur, so they didn’t realize a soft tone that hushed out of Unsuur’s lips when Builder is already quite far away from them-

“I’m not joking about wanting to protect you, though. Who doesn’t want to protect their beloved ones?”

It’s unfortunate, but Builder missed out those words.

---

“Did you get enough?” 

“Yeah!” Builder took all the loot  that scattered through the grounds, picking them up individually. It was quite lucky that all the monsters they fight are on their fighting level—so they can manage them, and take them down. 

It’s tiring, but somehow with Unsuur who accompanied them, hunting isn’t as boring as usual. It’s more fun and it’s making them happy to have someone they can trust their back onto when fighting.

Or is it only for the fact because the one who accompanied them is Unsuur, of all peoples? Builder shaked their head, trying to erase those distracting thoughts from their head.

Builder dropped all of the items to their horset, before letting out an exhausted sigh. How many hours has it been? The sun was scorching brightly when they started the hunting, but now it’s already reaching towards the sands- it’s probably afternoon, and they might reach night in a few moments. 

“Builder, watch out--!” 

H-huh-?

Unsuur shielded them just right at the moment a punished Tripion’s stinger was about to reach them, only separated by Unsuur’s shield. He gritted his teeth as he pushed it off, and pushing both of them backwards to make a distance between them and the creature. 

Builder gets too tired to even notice the tripion is slowly creeping towards them, but luckily Unsuur noticed it earlier- or they might be already injured at the moment. 

“Builder, can you still fight?” 

“Wait- let me take some breather first-!” 

“Let’s finish this one before going back, okay?!” before the builder can even respond Unsuur leap towards the tripion  raising his swords.

“wait!”

---

“It was tiring, but we managed to finish it!” Builder looked at Unsuur’s back, and the remains of the tripion scattered on the ground, as they had already finished taking all the items from the battle. They managed to obtain some power stones and condensed power stones, too. 

Ah, the sun is setting . The sky is turning purple slowly in a beautiful pink-orange gradation, and its stunning view makes the Builder don't want to leave.

“Hey, Unsuur.”

“Yeah?”

“Can we stay and watch the sunset?”

“Sure.”

The two of them sat on the ground, hands intertwined. Watching the sky as a comfortable silence fills in between them. They slowly watch as the sun dissipates and the stars get their own way to shine, as the sky is filled with thousands of stars. This night’s view feels special in its own way, and Builder wants to cherish it by trying to remember as a moment where they spent their time with Unsuur together.

Even though it’s already night, Unsuur’s hand is warm- and it makes their hearts warm too. 

only if this kind of time could last forever…

“Uhm, Darling?” The latter looked at him, eyes on him completely.

“There’s something that I want to tell you this whole time. I’ve been trying to tell you, but I haven’t got the time where it’s just the two of us.”

The Builder’s heart rushed, their head full of thoughts. What is it, what is Unsuur trying to say-? It’s not something bad, right? What if he’s wanting to take a break? Or what if he’s been keeping something behind their back the entire time, and this time he's being honest with it?.

“I made this gift, just for you.” 

Hm?

Unsuur rustled through a bag that Builder doesn’t realize—since when did he take that bag? as he takes out something, wrapped in a fabric. He handed it, gesturing to the Builder.

“What is it?”

“It’s okay, just open them.”

Builder took off the fabric that fully wrapped the mysterious gift, unraveling an hourglass- and instead of sands, something is sparkling… is it.. tiny rocks?

“I… made them while thinking about you. I just wanted you to know that I truly enjoy the time I’ve spent with you even though I never really show it. I also want you to feel the same, so I made this hourglass; it’s symbolizing the times that we have spent together are precious, just like these rocks. just like you” 

“…huh?”

“And… I’m sorry for avoiding you all the time. Making this stuff takes a lot of my time, so I had to refuse all of your invitations, even though I actually really wanted to spend more time with you. I didn’t mean to avoid you.” Unsuur scratched his head, embarrassed. 

The Builder looked at Unsuur in awe.

So that’s what makes Unsuur  busy, all this time. The reason of Unsuur disappearing and going back to his home immediately, or leaving the civil corps without giving them or Justice any reasons of their leave. They even thought that they did something wrong or maybe Unsuur had something behind his back by avoiding them, but turns out,they were being paranoid and Unsuur is actually making something this beautiful for them?

The builder is speechless but quickly gives Unsuur the brightest smile he had ever seen before they pulled him in an embrace. It’s warm as they are surrounded by the glittering stars and it’s getting warmer, but they don’t mind it at all.

---

They are riding on their horse, on their way to Sandrock. 

“Unsuur, if you don’t mind, can I ask for something?”

“Yeah…?”

Builder gulped, before taking all of their courage to ask him-

“Can you tell me more about yourself- so I can know you more-?!” They raised their voice in embarrassment, trying to contain themselves.

Unsuur stared blankly for a split second, before he laughed.

“So that’s what you’ve been trying to find out about these last few days?, asking the townsfolk about me?” He grinned.

“What-?! How could you-!”

“Owen told me.” Builder lets out a sigh. They’ll have some talk with Owen later.

“You can just ask me directly, you know? Why don’t you just do that instead?” Unsuur looked at The Builder with this loving look . 

“That’s…”

“Hmm-?”

“I feel bad that I didn’t know a lot about you.. you know.. even though we’re dating so I want to know more. But apparently almost everyone also didn’t know stuff about your past-“ Builder’s words get cut off as Unsuur’s lips pecked on their own, shocking them and making them loss at words.

“When it comes to you my love, I’ll definitely do anything.”

“wh- You-!” Flustered, Builder tried to jokingly hit Unsuur but the latter is already used and avoided all of them.

“Ah, we’re almost arrived at Sandrock. Do you want to have some dinner in Blue Moon? I can tell you something from my past too, while we’re there.” Unsuur patted the still-flustered Builder’s head, but they already calmed down a bit.

“…Let’s go, then, love.”

“I didn’t hear that. Can you repeat them again?” Unsuur grinned.

“Ah, shut up! You’re teasing me!”

---

#my time at sandrock #mtas unsuur #male x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #mtas #mtas builder

[floral-poisons]

kind of wanna reinforce this here. because i’ve seen ai writing become so popular on tik tok.

ai writing is not okay.

it’s literally theft. just like how ai art steals, ai writing steals. it’s using authors’ very real work to generate whatever you type in. and this also needs to be said as well.

writing is a form of art. fanfiction is a form of literature.

seeing this all over my fyp is REALLY discouraging. fanfic itself is already a labor of love and we love it when you interact. but please do not use ai writing for your fanfic needs when this writing literally steals from fanfic authors.

genuinely don’t know if this post will go around because my interactions outside of hcs are shit, but i hope it does.

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #ai #ai writing #ai art #ai art is stolen art #fanfic #x reader #gender neutral reader #male reader #female reader #anime

[rxmye]

" 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄 "

𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 — you're his entire world, his only thought, the very illness that has corrupted his mind and body . . .

gender neutral reader / yandere oc x reader / mentions of sleep medication / pathetic yandere / suggestive content / a character slightly aimed towards people with a savior complex

masterlist | commission me | character info . . . a/n: edited, Lucas first fanfic is out !! . . click here to read it !! <3

He was someone with fleeting attraction—yet a hopeless romantic, who'd spend most of his class time doodling away in his notebook instead of taking actual notes, writing these scenarios that played out in his mind—tired hazy doodles of small characters, blurry lines of writing, scribbled out text, as he struggled to stay awake—

He had never had a proper sleeping schedule, and if he did he'd never stick to it, a night owl who often faced the consequences of his own actions, sleep medication was something he was all too familiar with, the feeling of being restless without sleep, his nerves always on edge, dark circles under his eyes made him feel insecure, and alarmingly out of character.

He felt something touch his back, he froze, nerves all over the place, a pit growing in his stomach as he turned almost instinctively to face whoever touched him, pushing their hand off harshly . . . "Hey Yoichi . . what's up with you man, why so aggressive?!" Lucas asked . . and then he froze, letting out a nervous and rather embarrassed chuckle, "Ah—um . . sorry Lucas . . just feeling a little tired that's all", he replied softly, voice barely coming out.

To be quite honest, when he first saw you, Yoichi thought nothing of it, he sat at the very back and you for some reason, sat in front of him, not that he minds, you're presence covered him from the teachers eyesight, which allowed him to do whatever he wanted, he was even able to drift off to sleep during that period.

However, it wasn't until he found himself, drawing tiny versions of you in his notebook, little doodles, pink ink staining the paper as he hearted your initials together—his name then your last name . . your name then his last name . . . names of future children—that he realized he was crushing on you . . . big time.

His emotions was fleeting, it had always been, he didn't think much of it . . it was just a simple crush, everyone has one of those, and they go away with time.

Yoichi was a punctual student—and a well organized one—he'd rarely forget his books, much less the notebook with his embarrassing doodles of him and you, it would ruin his image to be quite honest . . yet for some reason he had forgotten it in class today, it could've been his ever-growing restlessness due to a lack of sleep, or maybe the caffeine that's been fucking with his head since early in the morning—he sighed—knocking himself out of his own thoughts, as he twisted the doorknob, hopefully the teacher left the class unlocked.

The door was open, to his utter relieve . . . wait . . . "y/n?", he spoke, taken aback—you were soundly asleep on your desk—you looked so at . . peace . . . calm? . . . Nothing could describe the emotions he felt as he approached you, slowly reaching over to his desk and grabbing his notebook, quickly stuffing it in his backpack—he should go . . , that would be the best course of action . . .

Yet he couldn't . . . he knelt down on the floor, leaning his head on the desk, starring at your face, looking into every curve and line, in his eyes every imperfection just made you even more perfect, the pattern of your breath was soothing to his otherwise restless mind, a soothing scent radiated off of you, and for the first time in months, he felt sleepy . . . like he could sleep without a care . . . everything felt so right. . .—nothing felt displaced or disoriented.

That was the day that started it all, it seems, Yoichi had started forming something that was akin to obsession, he couldn't sleep at all without you—a piece of you—something that reminded him of that calming scent that he felt that day, you calmed his overdriven nerves, you halted his troubles for more than a fleeting moment.

Yoichi knew what he was doing was odd, especially when he found himself picking up the wrapper you threw out, and taking inhaling it, his eyes growing half lidded—he felt like a drug addict—drunk off of you . .

Fleeting touches would tick off his ever delusional mind, a small compliment could set him on overdrive and in the back of his head he knew he was growing addicted, a pit in his stomach grew as he felt slightly disgusted with himself, with the obscene and rather degrading things he'd do, just to get something touched by you.

Lucas stared at his friend, who seemed no better than dead, "Are ya' okay?" he asked, looking him up and down, "You look like a train-wreck", he stated half out of concern and half out of clear disdain and possibly curiosity, "Is it normal?", Yoichi spoke up, taking a gulp of air as he continued, "to want someone so badly that it's hard to explain—like—a part of me feels obsessed, like I feel like carving my own heart out and showing them just to prove my love wont be enough—they could claw out my fingernails—and from where I'm standing, I'd still look at them with only love . . . but at the same time I feel disgusted with the feelings I feel—", Yoichi kept blabbering on, until his friend shushed him, taking a sip of his drink as he jokingly replied, "I mean . . if you love them that much, then their clearly the one . . ."

Yoichi blanked out, as Lucas chuckled, he has no idea how much of his teasing words Yoichi would take to heart that day nor of it's lasting consequences . . .

@ rxmye , do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work/theme without prior permission and or confirmation.

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[ozzgin]

Omg bro yk whats been on my mind for do long?? A demon king trying to court a hero reader. Like the hero has already fought and defeated the king but somehow he comes back and he's desperately trying to get the hero to join him (in more ways than one). He wants the reader to be his spouse and leader of his army against the corrupt human race and the reader (now fallen from stardom due to the evil kings defeat) just wants him gone and to be left alone. Idk if this makes sense but I need to see SOMEONE write abt it before I lose my last marble.

-Doll

This is giving me Dragon Quest vibes, haha. Not a trope I'm too familiar with, but it sounds interesting nonetheless. I shall do my best! Sorry for the delay, I hope it's close to what you imagined. :)

Yandere! Demon King x Hero! Reader

As it goes with villains, they always find a way to return. This time, the Demon King has a different plan in mind. You were prepared for anything, from evil schemes to ancient conjured weapons...except for a wedding ring cordially placed before you. Do you say yes?

Content: gender neutral reader, monster romance, 🔥proposal (literally)

[Part 2]

You still remember everything so fondly. How you crawled out of that enormous crater, body battered and weak, as everyone watched in horror and held their breaths. Finally, you raised your fist victoriously. The Demon King had been, at last, defeated. The people cheered and cried and pulled you up under thundering waves of applause. Peace was no longer just a dream.

A sweet, innocent memory, even more so given its fleeting nature. The genuine smiles of gratitude quickly turned into crooked grins asking for favors. Before you knew it, you became some sort of political accessory to convince the masses. Posing for photos, shaking hands, being interviewed with bizarrely planned questions reeking of propaganda. You suddenly felt burdened, heavy, disappointed. This was not the kind of fame you envisioned for yourself.

Thus, you gradually vanished from the limelight, keeping your distance from everyone else and spending most days in solitude. Better than having to look into those unscrupulous, opportunistic eyes measuring up your worth. You had fulfilled your job and purpose.

This morning you're woken up by the sound of your belongings rattling in their shelves. The wooden frame of your bed is creaking, and you struggle to get up. An earthquake? A wave of nausea flushes over you. You recognize this feeling all too well, though you never expected to deal with it again. This is a disaster alright, yet the forces of nature have nothing to do with it.

You rush outside, swinging the door open and nearly tripping in your hurry to confirm your suspicions: the demonic creature is approaching your humble adobe with heavy steps, as the ground crumbles and shatters underneath. The Demon King himself, in flesh and blood. Although the blood splattering his armor is most likely not his. Same for the visceral remains threading his weapon. Regardless, your jaw tightens nervously, and you stand back, in a defensive pose. "You're a stubborn one", you say smugly, trying to maintain your composure. "Can't say I'm a fan of dying, that is correct." A ragged, monstrous voice erupts from the tall, armored figure.

"What brings you back?" You demand. The surroundings are too peaceful for him to have tampered with the city. Did he stop by to formally announce his destruction? "I have an offer that might interest you." The Dark Overlord has closed the distance between you, now looming above your much smaller body. You shiver. "I don't barter with Demons!" You conclude, turning around, prepared to leave. "Even when your precious people are on the line?" The horned beast warns with a grin. "If there's nothing better to do as a Ruler of Realms than killing petty humans..." You swiftly retort, going back into your house and slamming the door shut.

He stands for a moment, speechless. "Y-your Majesty? Should I take care of the humans, or (Y/N)?" Only now he notices his scaly butler, bowing to his side with claws resting over the weapon. The Demon King raises a hand, shooing the servant away. The annihilation of the human race can wait. There are more important matters to deal with presently. He'd expected your rejection, naturally, but not in such fashion. The indifference, the flat voice, the empty eyes devoid of emotion. Have the city dwellers tampered with his hero? He expected to see your fierce rage and in return he was met with a hollow shell.

Bright blue flames erupt from the openings of his armor, resulting in a menacing show of lights. He's known it for the longest time, of course. Humans are rotten to their very core. Vile, deceitful creatures that have slithered their way up, exuding undeserved arrogance. He's been trying to show you this very fact, yet you were blinded by naive faith. Your unwavering, honest heart that won him over has turned out to be your early demise. Not anymore. His vengefulness knows no bounds when it comes to traitors.

The sudden spike in temperature alerts you. Was it your rudeness that angered the Demon? You don't care anymore. Whatever happens to the city is out of your hands. And yet...you're buckling the straps of your old suit made for battle. Sword in hand, you gaze at your reflection. What could the Beast want? The fortified city no longer holds the value of its olden days. Just like you've left your hero days behind. Without much contemplation, you run out and head for the main gates. The path is paved with ash and rubble and your grip on the weapon tightens. Regret immediately wells up in your chest, ready to burst out. Is it too late? The entrance is engulfed in fire, charred corpses toppling against the ruins of the walls.

You reach the town hall - or rather, what remains of it - and face the Demon King. Has he gotten stronger since your last encounter? You hold your breath as the horned monster turns towards you. "I've tried to tell you, again and again. Time after time." He sighs, defeated. "Between the two of us, I'd say you were the stubborn one all along." His voice is softer than what you would've expected from someone that had just massacred an entire settlement. There's not a single scratch or sign of struggle. Was he merely holding back during your last fight? One thing is certain: you're his final obstacle. You raise your sword, determined. Hot sweat trickles down your face as the flames surround you. "Well, at least you've convinced yourself now, I hope. There's nothing left for you here." The Demon King lowers himself, extending a fist towards you. A spell? Secret weapon? Your leg muscles contract in anticipation.

His fingers open and stretch out, slowly. In his palm, a barely noticeable ring. Given the ridiculous size difference, you assume this is better fitting for a human. You stare at it in confusion, discerning the wedding vows carved in the noble metal. "What's the meaning of this?" You mutter, glancing at the Beast now resting on one knee before you. "What? Is it not your human custom?" He looks away for a moment, clicking his tongue. "That useless butler. He told me- Forget it! You are to return with me to my Kingdom. As my spouse."

Of all the things you've prepared yourself for...Your brows furrow and your mouth hangs open in shock.

What is your answer? The Demon King will not leave empty-handed.

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[midnightcrw]

Fight

Pairing: Ghost x Reader, Price x Reader, Soap x Reader, Gaz x Reader

Summary: Your child gets in trouble

a/n: This one is a little different from my usual ones, but I just felt like writing for all four of them. I'm not sure how accurate you'll all find them as I've deliberately exaggerated them, but I do believe that Gaz is a sassy man after seeing how he didn't want to shake Graves' hand. I've also named the children of the TF141, I hope that's okay with you all.

Scenario:

The moment you both heard that your child got in trouble, the first thing you two did was rush into the principal's office in fear that something happened.

And now you were both sitting in the principal's office with your child, while another child was there with his parents.

Ghost:

Your eyes widened as you heard the principal say that Daisy and another girl in her class had gotten into a physical fight.

"There was also something your daughter said that is completely unacceptable," Mr. Smith said, looking disappointed at Daisy, even though the girl apparently started the fight and your daughter was just defending herself.

"It wasn't even that bad..." Daisy muttered underneath her breath as she crossed her arms.

Simon was very quiet, but his stoic expression spoke for itself.

"Daisy, I want you to quote what you said," Mr. Smith continued, not wanting to hear another word from her unless she quoted exactly what she said to the girl.

Your daughter looked at you, a pleading look on her face but you just shook your head at her in disappointment, wanting to hear what she said.

She sighed and quoted what she had said before, "You have a face that only a mother could love."

Without missing a single beat, Simon started wheezing in his seat the moment he heard his daughter's insult to the girl.

You glared at him, "Simon!"

Trying to calm down, he put his palm on his mouth as he continued, completely ignoring the angry looks of the principal and the other family.

"Mr. Riley, I want you to calm down. This is highly inappropriate," Mr. Smith said as Simon calmed down.

A few seconds of silence passed between you all before your beloved husband opened his mouth.

"Did you win?"

"Simon!?"

Price:

It felt like hours as the girl's parents and the girl herself ranted and raved about the fact that your daughter Sophie punched her.

At first you had both been shocked, completely angry at your daughter until the parents opened their mouths to speak.

You almost fell asleep listening to the mother go on and on about how her daughter's nose was bleeding because of Sophie.

Price, on the other hand, sat still in his seat, listening to the whole thing, not having said a word since he walked into the principal's office.

"Your daughter should be suspended!" The father said, glaring at Sophie.

Mr. Smith didn't even get a single chance to say anything, as they continued.

Slowly, Price seemed to lose his patience and turned his head towards you and your daughter.

He whispered, "Punch her harder next time."

"What?" The principal asks.

"Nothing."

Price says as Sophie giggles at her dad.

You tried to stifle your grin by putting a hand over your mouth, just hoping that the parents would shut up soon.

Soap:

Your son sat between the two of you, his nose bleeding and his face bruised as he frowned at the boy and his parents.

You were extremely worried as you put a hand on your son, Callum's arm, and quietly asked him if he was hurt anywhere else.

Callum just shook his head, not wanting to speak while Soap was already getting bored listening to all of the talking the principal was doing.

"It doesn't matter if he started insulting him because Callum was the one who got violent," Mr. Smith said as you tried to defend your son.

The boy obviously looked much worse than Callum. His hair was disheveled and his face was bruised. His nose was also bleeding, as was his lower lip.

It looked like your son had done some damage.

"What exactly did he do?" Soap asked, wanting to know exactly how Callum had hit the boy.

As Mr. Smith explained what your son had done, Soap's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face.

"I'm so proud of you, you used the punch I taught you," Soap said, extremely pleased that Callum had listened and actually used the things he had taught him.

Callum grinned at his dad's antics as you put your face in your hands, sighing and muttering "Why did I marry this idiot..."

Gaz:

You were shocked to hear what your son, Ethan, had done to the boy.

Mr. Smith was obviously upset and angry that Ethan had acted so childishly, and immediately got into a physical fight the moment the boy wouldn't stop insulting him.

You felt the headache already pounding in your head as you rubbed your temple, completely out of it.

Ethan didn't really say anything, he just listened to everything that was said.

The boy's parents glared at the three of you, never once looking away.

The boy that insulted your son, looked angry, obviously still being pissed at the fact that Ethan punched him, even though he himself started with the insults.

Gaz was not even shocked, sitting there with his hand holding up his head up as he looked extremely uninterested in the principal's endless speech.

Rolling his eyes, Gaz moved closer to you and Ethan as he whispered.

"Did you break any of his bones?"

"No."

"Good, because I'm not paying anything in this economy."

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[wysteria-bloom]

▨ " you give in so easy "

JJK characters react to you taking their hand off your thigh

Genre : mostly sfw, suggestive

Warnings : Sukuna :)

A/n : OBSESSED with jjk atm. Yuji is fucking KILLING it as a main character I'm so in love. Requests are 100% open, ESPECIALLY for jjk.

Characters : gojo, nanami, sukuna, geto

⟢ gojo satoru ␥

Would literally be SO POUTY afterwards. Because what the hell did he do? Would try it again and again and again until you eventually give up because he's petty like that and when you do he gives you the most cheesiest annoying obnoxious little shit grin and raises his brows at you as if to say," I win." Pulls you in for a cuddle after that because he thinks you're adorable when you give in to him, cooing a," you give in so easy, hon~" right into your ear.

⟢ nanami kento ␥

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM?? Would think he did something to annoy you today that he wasn't aware of. The second you do it bro literally does a full turn towards you and is like," how about you talk instead of insulting me like this." You'll need to tell him it's a prank quick or else he might actually fall out with you for the rest of the night. An apology is definitely in order as well. Nanami deserves the fucking world, after all. You kiss across his face until he tells you to stop, which he never usually does. He just sort of basks in your affection any chance he gets with that serene little smile on his face.

⟢ ryomen sukuna ␥

Oh lord... not a smart idea. On the first time you do it, he just glares at you silently before putting his hand back on your thigh because who the hell do you think you are preventing him from touching what's his? The second time you move his hand? His hand moves up your thigh and inwards, like he was warning you. Third time? Moves up again. Fourth time? You're gonna have to stop before his hand cups something else. When you stop he just grumbles," That's what I fuckin' thought." and keeps his hand there, thumb caressing your inner thigh teasingly until you decide to do something about it.

⟢ geto suguru ␥

Geto is usually a very reasonable man. He doesn't let his emotions get the better of him. But let's say he's had a pretty shitty day and you just happen to want to pull this prank on him at the worst possible moment, his resolve may just snap. The first time you do it, he frowns at you expectantly, waiting for you give him some sort of explanation. The second time you do it he was quick to grab the meat of your thigh again and have a tight grip on it, a sweet little smile on his face," You're testing me tonight aren't you, beautiful?" He cooed out lowly with those dark eyes of his glinting at you challengingly. Yeah, you don't try anything else after that... or maybe you do and you have to buy a new bed frame the next day.

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[hunnieknight]

Safety!

{Debuted} Harbingers driving with you!

Modern AU, can be seen as platonic or romantic, gn!reader, Scara can be seen as Wanderer (vice versa)

A/N : God, don't ask why Scara/Wanwan is so detailed in colouring.

Go ahead make headcanon/blurb based on this!

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Childe

He is a big brother, he is used to strap his younger siblings to the car seat.

And he probably has sensory sensitivity with the beeping noises from the car whenever a safety belt isn't on.

NUMBER ONE IS SAFETY!! SEATBELT ON!!

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Scaramouche/Wanderer

He prefers riding bike (like an asian man he is) because he doesn't want people to hitch a ride with him.

He doesn't care, he just don't want to be sued if something happen to you (a lil bit of caring in his own way.)

Don't put stickers on his helmet.

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Dottore

As a doctor, you could be a free future-to-be cadaver for him.

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Signora

She has her own personal driver to pick both of you up.

Doesn't really care tbh, because she is also rarely wear seatbelt.

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Arlecchino

A mum and a dad

She would give you "that look" and count down from 5, and if you didn't put on the seatbelt she will-

"There you go, isn't it that hard to fasten the seatbelt?"

#imaginedraw #harbinger x reader #harbinger x male reader #fatui harbingers #genshin harbingers #childe x reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #signora x reader #dottore x gender neutral reader #dottore x reader #arlecchino x reader #genshin impact imagines

[eternityofend]

BOOTHILL HEADCANONS

> Reminder that this is not canon/accurate to his personality

+ contains nsfw (Is labeled)

( Art credit: @ Luvmybabygirl0 )

SFW

I'd like to imagine, that this man just does a hair flip every time he's offended at what you said.

Ex.

"My Love, I know you're jealous but it's just a cat.."

Boothill looks at you for five solid seconds, and then hair flips to let you know he's really offended. "Tell the cat to move then, that's my place."

Does not skip leg day, would probably kabedon you using his LEG or if he does work out he'd probably want to use you as weight, like letting you sit on him while he does push-ups.

Loves going on little trips with you using horses, if you don't have your own horse he'd definitely let you ride his horse but you're in front of him.

Bonus points if you're shorter than him cause he'd put his chin on top of your head while his hands go around your waist to grab the rein.

Would flex to everyone about you, like- he's in a fight with someone? "You weak cutie(bitch), my lover hits harder than you."

Would call you petnames like "Sugar", "Honey", "Darling" , "Babe/Baby" , "Sweetheart" , "Love" , "Love bug" , "Sunshine" , "Pretty (boy/girl/thing)"

Listens to Lady Gaga, I'm sure of this, he would so rock it out on the dance floor and get you to dance with him.

Has eaten a bullet in front of you and was incredibly confused at your reaction that was just like 😰, until you tell him that you were surprised he ate a bullet he'd just be like 🤨 but if you did tell him straight away, he'd cackle at you.

Sometimes forgets he was originally a human so he does the craziest things knowing he can get fixed up anyway (he once jumped off a 13 foot building to chase after an enemy)

Loves to cuddle you, he wants to feel your warmth while he sleeps or relaxes.

Lets you braid his hair or comb it if you want to, once he gets used to you combing or braiding his hair he'd just walk up to you at random times with a brush in hand and let you do what you want with his hair.

Really reckless and causes a lot of trouble sometimes but there are days where he's really calm and all he wants to do is spend time with you, like he just acts like a cute little kitten who just woke up when he's calm.

If JoJo existed in their world, he would be a big fan of it.

Would let you name his gun or horse, does not complain at all even if you name it "princess twilight sparkle cookie crumble" he'd just laugh, completely accepting the name.

Even says the name during fights, he'd say "Your time's out, time to die by my princess twilight sparkle cookie crumble." 😭😭

Looks at his reflection in the mirror a lot while practicing poses, even getting you to watch from the bed or couch while showing you a new pose he likes.

Kisses you a lot, even in public he's really affectionate and touchy, cause no way is he letting other people look at you and think you're single.

You're hot and he knows you're hot so he's trying his best to make everyone know you're already taken.

If someone TRIES to flirt with you in front of him, he's already got you by the waist, against the wall, making out while he flips off the one who tried to flirt with you.

Would let you pick his earrings, always excited when you say you bought a new earring for him.

Looks good in an apron, like, really good. Househusband material frfr.

Plays with your hair a lot, twirling it, and even kissing some strands while he looks at you in the eye.

Easy to get flustered but it always leads to him making you more flustered, he takes everything like a challenge but he does love it every time you sass him back or flirt with him.

Causes a lot of trouble for you and with you, if its for you it's going to be super romantic however it'll some people irritated, but if he's causing trouble with you, its more chaotic and a LOT of people will 100% get pissed.

Cannot sleep without you in his arms, he'll walk over to your room (if you guys aren't sharing one), hair all messy from tossing and turning because you weren't in bed with him. He'll just plop into your bed, it doesn't matter if you're even awake or not he just wants to hold you while he sleeps.

NSFW

Definitely takes off his hat and puts it on you BUT only when he's letting you ride, if you're having normal sex he'd probably just keep it on or let you bite on it while he fucks you from behind.

Probably says something weird during sex which I would love to imagine would just be "Yeehaw" because he can't curse.

Probably into roleplay where you're a criminal and he's a cowboy who successfully hunted you down or the opposite, has a bunch of handcuffs just to use it for roleplay.

I feel like he'd just be the type of person to use sex toys, not dildos though cause he wants to be the only dick inside you, something like collars, leashes, handcuffs, whips, ropes,

He'd be into gags, bondage, dirty talk, lactation, blindfold sex, spit, both praise and degrading kink, spanking, anal, lap-dances, fingering (he'd be conflicted about receiving), oral (receiving and giving), sensory deprivation, and gun play!

If he doesn't have a dick, he'll probably have a bunch of straps, he's good at giving oral but would still prefer fucking you with a dick than fingering or eating you out. (Unless he's the one getting fucked)

I feel like he's a switch but more on the dominant side, he's super open to submission as long as his partner can pleasure him real good.

This man walks around technically naked all the time, so he's got to have imagined having public sex here and there, but most likely in bars where everyone's busy and doing their own thing. Like it'd turn him on if you were just on his lap humping his erection while you both are in a bar but everyone else is just too drunk to notice at all.

Super vocal, grunting, moaning, sometimes even whining and whimpering, you got it all, bonus points because he does it all straight into your ear.

Uses his sharp teeth to mark you all over your body and then sucks on it to leave hickeys, would likely be a little menace and leave his marks somewhere visible even if you're wearing clothes so people would know your his

Wants you to pull on his hair while fucking, he wants to be able to know how good he's making you feel and hair pulling would be his goal to make sure you're getting actual pleasure.

When he kisses you or makes out with you, it'd always involve tongue, has a little hand that sneaks over to your waist stopping at your hip or your ass.

Slaps your ass loud, especially in public, he just smacks it while you're in mid-conversation and the sound just ECHOES, it doesn't hurt it just sounds like it does, he just stands there smirking while you stare at him.

He's an ass guy, boobs are nice to him cause he can suck on the nipples but definitely an ass guy, you cannot tell me he doesn't fuck you from behind solely to see your ass jiggle with every thrust he does.

Flat? Nuh uh, he's making that shit bounce no matter what.

Likes playing with you using his gun, frequently flicks the handle of his gun over your nipples or dick/pussy, sometimes he shoves a little bit of his gun in and if you get your cum on the muzzle, he'd lick it right in front of you.

Likes praising you and getting degraded, is into getting whipped too, he secretly wants to be on his knees begging for you, worshipping you, while you're standing over him with a whip in your hands. (The whip doesn't actually do any damage)

Does not care what gender you are, sometimes he'd misgender you on purpose and call your ass a pussy or if you're a girl, he'd probably call you "pretty boy" just to get you riled up.

His favorite positions when bottoming would be cowgirl, and his favorite position if he's on top would be Doggystyle.

(Edit: I just realized how much of a power bottom he is, but it's up to you, the reader whether you want to fuck him or be fucked by him 😇)

Please do remember everything is just a headcanon and is not actually linked or accurate to what Boothill's like in canon.

( Art credit

1st: Kradebii on Danbooru

2nd: Tei (@2hwe1) on twt

3rd: 2월14일 (Valentine_DD_) on twt )

Please tell me if I got the artists wrong!

#boothill x reader #boothill #headcanon #smut #boothill hsr #boothill hsr x reader #hsr x reader #hsr #xreader #reader #female reader #male reader #gender neutral reader #imagine #honkai star rail #boothill headcanon

[ventismacchiato]

INSTAGRAM STORIES WITH YOUR CRUSH

gojo satoru x gender neutral reader

highschool edition so i can include geto without sobbing my eyes out, everyone is 18

jjk masterlist

#gojo satoru x gender neutral reader #gojo smau #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru smau #gojo x you #gojo x gn!reader #gojo x male reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x male reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x gender neutral reader #gojo satoru x y/n #gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru

[devourable]

your first time • yanderes x reader, part one

nsfw, minors and ageless dni ;; smut (duh), virgin top x bottom gn reader, various kinks that will be tagged per character.

ft. abraham (yandere church boy), sterling (yandere prodigy), gene (yandere hacker), tobias and sebastian (yandere best friends), and mykolas (yandere monster)

this part will just be the guys (excluding the delinquents)! i wanted to put most of my polyamorous groups as well as the girls and enbies in part two. decided last minute to change it a bit and make it sort of ambiguous as to if the reader is a virgin or not. regardless!

thanks again for 2k 🫶

the church boy — abraham atkins ;; dacryphilia, elements of sizeplay, mentions of religion

abraham thought his first time would be well into the future, after he’d gotten married at his church and whisked off to start his own family like his father before him. it was just a part of life to him, not something to really care about or look forward to; but it was supposed to happen that way. but abe… he just couldn’t resist you!

he knew he shouldve stopped you the moment you had found yourself on his lap, pinning him to his bed after what was supposed to be an sleepover had gone completely off course. and he should’ve stopped you when you got your tongue in his mouth, grinded on him, getting him hard for practically the first time in his life. he should’ve stopped things before they went too far — but he couldn’t stop you. or himself, after he started to clumsily hump you back, his hands finding and delicately groping your ass in an attempt to figure out how he could fit against you best. abe has such an innocent hunger about him, he so desperately wants more — more what, exactly? he doesn't really know. you definitely end up having to take lead because he wholeheartedly doesn't know what he's doing.

but once you coax him out of his nerves and a bit of trial and error (he absolutely wouldn't have fit in you dry; and even after you taught him how to work you open and got his dick wet enough, it was still a tight fit!), you finally, finally get him inside you. and abe, poor abe didn't even know what hit him. despite the tears tumbling down his face purely from how good you felt around him, despite the deep rooted guilt of committing such a sin with the one he loved clawing at his chest, he couldn’t help how brutally he ended up fucking you. he’d pour out all of his pent up desire into you in one night, fucking you through climax after climax till you were seeing stars too.

the prodigy — sterling cygnus ;; overstimulation, risky(ish) setting/exhibitionism

it must all be a game to you, his feelings and this weird dynamic in your relationship. even when the two of you actually start dating (…sorta), he still had it in his head that you were just trying to fuck with him. what other reason could there be to explain how he felt aside from it being your fault?

it was when the two of you were in his dorm that he actually decided to push your boundaries, see what you would let him do before your ‘facade’ finally cracked. but you didn’t stop him when he pinned you against your bed, or when he started kissing you, or when the kiss transformed into an unintentionally heated makeout session. it wasn’t until you had started to pull off your shirt and palm at him through his pants that he started to think that you might’ve actually wanted him.

sterling didn’t really know how it went so far, but he stopped caring when the absolute carnal need to just feel you took over his brain. you must’ve assumed that he didn’t know how to make you feel good because he’s inexperienced, right? no? well, he doesn’t believe you. and to ensure you do, you’re not getting out of that dorm until he’s made you cum on him again, and again, and again. you’d have to think he’s playing with you at some point with how often he switches between fucking you and fingering you — he insists on making you cum both ways as many times as you can handle. he’s rattling the walls and got you sobbing his name so loud that no doubt the entire dorm can hear you (the walls were never that thick to begin with anyway). he relishes in not only knowing he’s completely claimed you, but now all of your colleagues will know too. he doesn’t care how much of a mess he’s making with your insides or how much of him spills out of you, nor does he care if you’re exhausted and sore from the waist down. you’re not done until he’s done with you — and being the overachiever he is, who knows when that’ll be? he’d hate to leave you thinking he’s anything but your number one.

the hacker — gene eliades ;; a lil dubcon-y, filming w/o reader’s knowledge

gene had waited for you to make a move on him first, he really did. he even tried enticing you in his own way, always sitting with his legs open so you could see the very clear outline of his dick through his pants, sitting you on his lap when he was working and keeping a hand on your body at all times. he’d kiss you, tell you how crazy you drove him, anything to give you an idea of what he wanted. but you never took that extra step and it left him wondering if it was because you were toying with him or if you really were that dense. either way, he had had enough, and after one particular day where the need burning in the pit of his stomach just wouldn’t go away, he decided that he wouldn’t wait anymore.

when you tried to slip off of his leg to do something, his arm curled around your waist and pulled you square into his lap, making sure you felt every inch of his erection against your ass. you were so irresponsible, constantly getting him riled up and never doing anything about it. did you even like him at all? regardless of your answer he was already sliding his hands under your clothes, groping your chest with one and working your bottoms down with the other.

it was unceremonious, the way gene bent you over his desk and buried himself up to the hilt in you before you could even voice any potential protests. but the feeling of him hitting all the right spots in you made your mind go blank, unable to do anything but moan his name every time he pulled you back against him. god, he loved hearing the way you whimpered for him, feeling you stretch around him when he fucked you just a bit too hard, the way your hips fit so nicely in his hands.

it was a good thing you were too fucked out to notice the little light next to his webcam aimed down at you. you wouldn’t mind if you did, he assumed — there was nothing wrong with wanting to remember this moment later, was there?

the boys next door — tobias & sebastian ;; double penetration, threesome

the pair had fantasized about losing their virginity to you years before it actually happened. the amount of times they’d gotten each other off with your name falling from their lips was too many to count, but god knows it just wasn’t enough for the two. but they never acted on those feelings, not until they had planned out the day to ensure it would be perfect.

you did find it a bit suspicious that the first time you were all free for the weekend at the same time was on the night that toby’s parents went out for an unplanned vacation, but you easily overlooked it when the pair offered you a sleepover (for old time’s sake!), bribed with promises of your favorite snacks and whatever movies you wanted to watch. you were sandwiched between the two in your best friend’s room, oh so aware of the growing tension but unsure where it was leading to — but then toby suddenly asked to kiss you. and what you assumed would be a playful peck ended with you pinned to the bed with tobias holding your wrists while sebastian made himself comfortable between your legs.

they really like you, and they know you like them too — you wanna be their first, don’t you? be their special someone? that’s what toby’s asking between kisses while seb’s lifting your shirt and sliding a hand down the front of your pants. it wasn’t until you finally gave them the permission they’d waited so long for that the pair allowed themself to really get the night started.

toby was the first to break you in while seb held you in his lap. it was a shame the pair didn’t think to record the moment… the face you made when toby fucked into you was so cute! and the noise you made when seb slid under you to try and squeeze into you alongside toby would play in their minds over and over again. they might’ve pushed you a bit too hard, stretching you well beyond your limit without even letting you catch your breath. they just couldn’t resist! you were clamping down on them, sucking them both in like you didn’t wanna let them go. it felt so good to make you cum.

the two were still up long after you had passed out, ogling your ruined state with an undeniable urge to fuck you up even more. they saw it like a badge of honor, proof that you’d always be theirs. the two would let you rest for the time being, but don’t worry — they still had an entire weekend with you ahead, and they didn’t plan on letting you step foot outside that house till their time was up.

the beast — mykolas ;; teratophilia (duh), size difference, outercourse/thighfucking

mykolas really, really didn’t want to hurt you. he was well aware of how big he was, especially compared to you — if you got hurt because he couldn’t control himself, he wouldn’t know what to do!

all of those thoughts were completely disregarded when he started rutting, though. the poor monster couldn’t think straight with his hormones running amok, and you being you — so soft, so small, so vulnerable, it was like you were designed to torture him through the season. you’d very quickly catch on to what was happening to your monstrous partner, considering you’d often be woken up by him grinding up against your back or stomach in a desperate bid to try and relieve the borderline painfully throbbing cock that was bothering him more and more these days. and though he’d never make his needs known vocally, you could just tell — that sad, pleading look he’d give you every time you looked at his pitiful form was just begging you to take care of him.

you knew for certain that you couldn’t just fuck him in his current state. his cock practically matched the length of your torso! and with how reckless his hormones were making him, the possibility of him ‘accidentally’ making you take more than you could handle was too high, even if you did try to take control. so to work around this problem, you opted to get a bit creative with your methods.

mykolas didn’t quite understand what was going on at first when you bent over in front of him, pants pulled down to your knees. but when you guided him between your legs and clamped your thighs around his length, you could tell the switch in his brain had flipped and he completely allowed instinct to take over. you had no clue just how good it’d feel when mykolas’s hard, wet cock rutted against you relentlessly until he was gripping your waist and pulling you against him, fucking your thighs like you were his living fleshlight. but fuck, the way he managed to slide against every sensitive spot he had access to despite his carnal state was nearly driving you insane. and mykolas delighted in the way you clawed at the ground and mewled for him, your voice so pretty when you stammered out his name. it didn’t take long for either of you to cum at that rate.

despite the mess mykolas made of your thighs and stomach, though, he wouldn’t let you get off him. he’d been pent up for so long, repressing his desire to mate with you, he couldn’t just stop there! so he went again, and again, humping you in any position he could think of, pinning you down, thoroughly wrecking you as best as he could. you were gonna be in for a rough mating season now that mykie knew how to relieve himself with you — but you didn’t mind, he assumed. you were the one that showed him how to feel better, after all.

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x oc #yandere boy #yandere imagines #yandere oc #yancore #yandere monster #yandere male x reader #male yandere #yandere smut #yandere nsft #yandere x reader smut #yandere smut imagines #yandere male #yandere writing #gn reader #gender neutral reader #xv ;; the devil — my writing #⛪️ abraham a. ;; the church boy #🪶 sterling c. ;; the prodigy #🖥️ gene e. ;; the hacker #🍀 tobias l. & sebastian l. ;; the neighbors #🌲 mykolas ;; the beast

[a-nuisance-called-sam]

Warning: smut, oral sex, pussy eating/cunnilingus, fingering, non con/rape, yandere, somnophilia, bondage, biting, character x reader, forced orgasm, reader has pussy, neither character nor their gender is specified.

Character x reader

Waking up from your sleep you are met with a silhouette of a person between your legs and your hands tied above your head. Their arms gripping onto both your thighs while their head buried between them, busy making out with your pussy, sucking and licking on it like their life depends on it. A scared and strangled cry leaves you at the sight of what's happening, causing the person to stop and look up at you; mischief and lust dancing on their face. Keeping eye contact, they slowly bite the insides of your thigh, sucking on it gently. Panicked, you wiggle and try to move away from them, only for them to pull you back in and hold you down in place. Going back to gliding their tongue on your clit ever so slow and gently, teasing you all the while staring into your fearful eyes, like a predator with its prey. Closing their eyes they shift their focus back to your pussy. Moving their face a little lower, their tongue starts to play with your hole, the wet muscle lapping at your essence and slithering it's way into your tight little hole. They remove one hand from your thigh and bring them to play with your clit again. Lightly pinching and rubbing at it, making you breathe heavily. You didn't wanna give into the pleasure that you were receiving against your will but your body wasn't agreeing with that. Soon at every swipe of their tongue and finger over your clit and clenching hole, a moan of pleasure would escape you. No matter how much you wanted to control them, they just came out louder. The person switched the placement of their tongue with their hands and vice versa. Now their tongue was sucking and licking over your clit once again but only this time with more force. While the hand took care of your clenching hole. With how wet you already were, they easily slipped two fingers in and started fucking your hole. You bite your lips to stop the moans but it turned out to be futile as the person worked wonders with their tongue and fingers. But just listening to you moan was not enough for them; they wanted to hear you scream in pleasure and come undone in their mouth. So with that goal set in mind, they added another finger to your hole and started to fuck you hard on their fingers. Driving them knuckle deep into you and slightly curly them upwards to hit your spot. "Be good and cum for me darling." They tell you as their tongue and fingers work to give you the world shattering orgasm of your life. Your vision goes black as you arch your back during the orgasm. The person between your legs drinks up all that you give with great joy. Your essence drips down from their chin as they raise their head and finally let go of your legs. Your eyelids grow heavier by the second due to exhaustion but right before you pass out, you hear them say something; something that makes your blood run cold.

"You're forever mine now. "

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[lovverletters]

👉👈 yandere serial killer...??? Maybe?? Like just this big scary dude with a mask and a big fuck all weapon like a butcher's knife or something and hes so big and scary but he sees his darling as he's just head over heels in love and obssessed and stalks them and makes sure they are safe.

Maybe leaves gifts as a way to try and court his darling even (trial and error style)

So like he leaves maybe a dead animal like a fucking cat cause he's this kinda survival guy and he's trying to provide food but darling is freaked out, so he tries again with something else maybe bones. Doesn't work. Tries to figure out what they like and tries again with their favorite flower or something.

Like he's out of touch with society cause again big serial killer who likely lives out in the woods, kills people who get to close to his home etc so he's really trying to win over his darling who lives closer to the town/city or something.

Just.... I just love big scary man who is so scary and mean but is ONLY nice and soft to his darling and tries to be so gentle, especially if his darling is much smaller than him.

No pressure if you dont wanna do this! Just!!! Giving out some ideas!

♡♡♡

♡Bunny

Yandere! Serial Killer

A/N : thank you for requesting! I changed a few things if you don't mind💖 this is like an intro for him? I'll write more if people like this dude

T/W : Obsessive behaviour, murder, mentions of dead animal.

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"─yet another body has been discovered near a park at Heartfelt Avenue this morning. The police were alerted to the scene after a man who was walking his dog stumbled upon the deceased body covered with deep cuts that were shaped into a heart. This marks the twelfth victim of the serial killer, 'Lovelorn' that has left communities in fear──"

The news forecaster were cutted off as [Name] switch the television off. Their stomach churned with uneasiness at the reports of the new killing. With the serial killer still on the loose, god knows who'll be next?

It could be them.

It's a terrifying thought but a probable possibility. All of the bodies were found near their place of living, meaning that the killer is not far from their area. Moving away is not a choice for them, they could barely make enough money to stay afloat.

[Name] will have to put up with the murderous maniac's antics until they were caught and placed behind bars.

"Shit── I forgot I have to cover for Stacey today!" They cursed out, hurriedly changing into their horrendous work uniform.

Working a late shift at a cafe wasn't exactly their choice. [Name] usually worked the day shift── stressful but far better than being all alone at night when there's a lunatic who's going around stabbing people. Their coworker Stacey had an emergency today and had practically begged [Name] to cover for her shift as no one would take up on it.

[Name] don't blame them, no one in their right mind would voluntarily throw themselves in a situation where they would ended up in a news headline.

However, adulting is hard and it drains your sanity slowly and [Name] already lost theirs a long time ago. Plus, they really need more money otherwise they'll have to live off cup noodles.

What ever could go wrong? The killer had just slain a person today, they couldn't possibly attempt to do it again could they?

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Everything went wrong.

It had been mind numbingly boring shift, the cafe were deserted at night with only a few people coming in and getting out as soon as they got their drinks.

[Name] were tempted to just sleep through their shift in the break room. Their boss won't care──probably.

"Can't something interesting happens right now? I'm bored out of my mind──" On cue, the lights suddenly begun flickering before shutting off.

Fuck. They're not bored anymore.

[Name] jolted in their place when the main door slammed to a close and their heart stopping momentarily as they saw a figure running towards the backdoor entrance.

They raced towards the exit──there's no way they're going to investigate it! They value their life more than this store they worked at──and try to pry the door open but discovered to their horror that it has been jammed!

Before they could attempt to break the glass door with a steel chair, they heard a noise from their former place behind the counter. [Name] eyes widened in fear at the sight of the figure they'd seen running earlier.

The man was muscular and had a red horned mask on, in his hand was a large butcher knife that serial killers loves wielding. Had their life not being in danger, [Name] would've laughed at how cliché this situation they're in.

"H─hey buddy, that's a nice looking knife you got there" [Name] says as they held onto the steel chair tighter, ready to wield it as a weapon if needed to.

The killer only stalked further in silence, ignoring [Name]'s remarks. He only stopped once they reached a good distance from each other and [Name] were confused, is he fucking with them?

Their confusion only furthers when the killer drops a fucking dead rabbit in front of them. Horrified beyond belief, [Name] looked at the horned masked man who stared at them as if he's waiting for a praise.

"Wh──wha..?" They could only croaked out timidly.

"It's for you" The killer spoke in his deep voice, elaborating no further.

Their eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as he dropped a human heart next to the dead rabbit. [Name] felt their knees weakened as they fell on the ground, disturbed at the sight before them.

Mustering whatever courage they have left within them, they asked the killer that's towering over them.

"Wha──what are these f──for?" Stumbling over their words from how terrified they were.

The killer, holding a flower in his hand──they looked freshly cut from the stem──lowered to their level of ground and spoke in his gravely voice that's strangely laced with a certain gentleness and love.

"M' courting you cause' I love you"

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#tw: yandere #yandere #yandere oc #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #gender neutral reader #yandere male #yandere headcanons

[ozzgin]

The wonderful wizard Ozz. I have had this concept stuck in my head like a worm!

Could you imagine a Darling escaping from their Yan, not to run but just to feel the rain on their skin? I've been consuming this prompt like a heroin addict and I can't seem to get enough!

If I were to expand your prompt, I quite like the idea of a Yandere that can't really go full yandere because Reader is just too willing. He loves yandere content and can very much relate, but none of the escalations can happen if, well, the object of his obsessive affection doesn't protest in the first place. Is it too far fetched from what you'd imagined? Let me elaborate:

Yandere! Male x Willing! Reader

AKA: When you want to be a Yandere, but your Darling unfortunately cooperates.

The Yandere has been stalking Darling for months. Journal entries, walls plastered with photos (and the occasional creepshots), recordings. He just can't get enough of his Darling. He loves everything about you and can barely function throughout the day, fantasizing about your life together.

Enough is enough and he finally decides to make you his. He's been consuming media of similar tropes, with obsessed men pleading for a chance and having to force their way in because of rejection and fear. He's prepared for everything. Your tears, your trembling voice, your hands pushing him away. He finds you, approaches you and confesses his feelings, knuckles white as he grips his fists in anticipation. Your eyes widen for a moment, before narrowing in a smile. "I had no idea! Sure, I'll go out with you." Huh? Wait. This wasn't...this wasn't in the plan. Somehow he'd been certain you'd refuse. He must've mumbled the last part out loud, because you respond with "Why would I say no?"

A very good point indeed. You will change your mind, however, once you learn the extent of his love. You're holding his hand and following along as he takes you to his place, completely and utterly unaware of what you're about to witness. He can't truly be your boyfriend if he has to hide his very nature, after all. You might be disgusted, frightened, offended. He can already hear your screams, demanding explanations. It's all out of love. "It's okay if you don't understand", he mumbles to himself, watching your frozen body as you gaze into his room. You take a couple of steps towards the nearest wall, tracing the hundreds of images with your fingers. "Wow. You never mentioned being into photography", you remark, impressed. "It's like an exhibition! But...you might have to work on your angles", you blurt out, a little embarrassed, pointing to one of the creepshots. "This isn't very flattering. Did you take it in a hurry? It makes my legs look disproportionate." He can only stare, taken aback. "S-sorry" is all he manages.

Okay, but don't imagine your life will continue as usual. You've only seen a glimpse of his adoration. Now that you're officially dating, he cannot allow anyone else to have access to you. You have to understand, he cannot protect you properly if you're not under his watch all the time. As much as he cherishes you, he will have to be rough if needed. That's what he tells himself as he shoves the required tools in the trunk of his car, speeding towards your apartment. Once there, he fidgets on the sofa, considering his speech. You seem to be just as uneasy - perhaps you're predicting what's to come? - casting your eyes down and giving short answers. "I think you should move in with me." He states solemnly. You gasp and throw a hand over your mouth, and tears quickly well in the corner of your eyes. "How did you...how did you know?" You say between sobs. Huh? "I didn't want to burden you with my problems, seeing as we just started dating...but my landlord won't renew the lease. I was so scared I'd be homeless."

He clicks his tongue. This isn't very yandere, more like the average couple experience. You bring the final moving box to his car, fitting it in the trunk. "By the way, what's with all the rope?" you ask. "Just move it aside", he sighs. How can he explain it? He's been training, sweating and bleeding for a marathon and right before the whistle, they handed him the first prize. His muscles are aching for the sprint that never happened. Of course he's grateful to have you at last, but somehow he feels like he hasn't proven his dedication properly. You just don't get it, do you? How sickening his love is for you.

As the days pass, he eases into his role of...how does one even call it? Pseudo-captor? When you found his journal, you blushed and confessed how no one before him put this amount of effort into knowing you. All the male contacts from your phone vanishing? It was about time you cleaned up your acquaintances and it was nice of him to help. The AirTags he's hidden in your bags and pockets? You appreciate his safety concerns. Nowadays, with all these perverts freely walking the streets, you can never be too sure.

One morning he wakes up to an empty bed. He jolts up, dazed. Could it be his wish was finally granted? You must've gotten tired of him and tried to escape. Oh, silly little Darling love. You should've known there's no more walking out once you said yes. He checks his phone and pounces out, ready for the hunt. As he sprints along the street, he finds you suspiciously close to his home. Not very smart of you to...what are you even doing? Your hands are raised up, fingers fanned out under the pouring rain. You notice his presence and turn to face him with a wide, childish grin. "I haven't done this since I was a child. When was the last time you felt the rain on your skin?" Only now it occurs to him he's been running in this downpour and his clothes are soaked. He was too focused on finding you.

"I thought you escaped", he almost whispers. "Escape? From what?" You tilt your head in confusion. He places his cold, large hands over your cheeks. "Do you comprehend I'm very much obsessed with you? I'm not joking around. You're never, ever leaving me. You're stuck here forever. I mean it. I really do. I'd rather kill you with my own hands than let you go. Because I love you." You take a moment to admire the intricate patterns of his irises, pupils dilated in a spiraling madness. By the end of his erratic oration, he's panting and digging his nails into your skin.

"I know."

#yet another parody I'm so sorry #yandere #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere x you #male yandere #male yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere obsession #obsessive love #tw yandere #yandere oc x reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader

[midnightcrw]

Simon sits in the bathtub, his scars and burn marks painting his back. You sit behind him, gently washing away the grime, feeling his body tense under your touch.

His head hangs low, fingers fumbling nervously, as if resisting the comfort of being cared for.

In a tender moment, you press a soft kiss to his shoulder, and he instinctively shuts his eyes, as if running from the warmth.

"Thank you," he murmurs.

The corners of your lips lift up slightly as you continue to wash away the grime from his body. You knew how difficult it was for Simon to thank others, or even accept a little bit of kindness.

You feel his muscles relax, and his tenseness fade as your fingers make slow, circular motions around his body.

You notice subtle changes in his breathing pattern and feel him lean into your touch. His fingers reach for the sides of the tub, and you begin to shampoo his hair, working through all the knots and tangles to leave it soft and shiny.

It was the first time that you helped him bathe, and he needed it. Simon had come in, barely being able to hold himself up after his mission.

For him, this is a strange experience, but he relaxes as you work. For you, you enjoy the feeling of him finally opening up to you and allowing you to see a softer side of him.

He's not used to being vulnerable with anyone, but as you clean him, you feel him becoming more comfortable with someone so close and caring, and you smile at the realization of how much he trusts you.

#cod x reader #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley x y/n #simon riley x you #ghost x y/n #simon ghost riley x gender neutral reader #ghost x male reader

[lovrspell]

You're used to it.

He only needs half of the rest you do, so, when you don't share a nap together, Astarion watches you as you sleep — and if you do rest with him, he stirs way before you and ends up doing just that: staring at you. You've grown accustomed to it over time, despite it creeping the fuck out of you at first.

Now, if you happen to open your eyes during the night as you toss and turn, the sight of a pair of glowing red eyes on you doesn't seem to have much of an effect anymore.

Sure, it can be romantic: your vampire elf boyfriend prefers spending precious time he could as well use for other important matters watching you drool and snore.

However, you'll never forget the very first time you caught him doing so.

You could physically feel something wasn't right, even in your slumber. To think that one can simply realize that they're are being observed through their sixth sense seems crazy in itself, but you didn't think that it also applied during sleep — it seemed unlikely. Well, one night, with a turmoil in your heart and a distant and confused feeling that something bad was about to happen, you woke up, flinching, to a rather goosebumps inducing sight.

He looked like a demon. In the diminished light that emanated from the night light on your bedside table, you could catch a glimpse of a concentrated, unmoving serious expression on his face that made him look particularly menacing.

For a moment, you hadn't even recognized him before the outline of curls around his head took on a clearer shape every time you blinked.

“Had a bad dream?” Astarion's voice awakened you from your torpor, sultry and veiled by an affectionate candour, typical of his tone when he speaks to you (even when he teases you).

“...You scared me.”

“I'm just looking at you.”

“Yeah, that's why.”

He chuckled from his nose, leaning closer, and in the bat of an eye he was already on top of you. “I can hear your heart beating.” he murmured, leaning over you and placing a cold, dry kiss on your forehead. “Close your eyes, dear. I promise I'll look away every once in a while.” he sounded amused, which didn't surprise you. It was like he was waiting for you to wake up on purpose to play with you a little and entertain himself in your waking presence, even if only for a few minutes.

Your mind was still a haze as you blinked, trying to adjust your vision to the dark further, but your mind didn't let you fight against that dizzy feeling for long as Astarion's lips trailed kisses down your neck, his cold hands gently tracing your sides.

Sometimes, as dawn breaks and an impatient boredom grips him, Astarion's eagerness to stir action, particularly if it involves teasing you, prompts him to awaken you in his unique way: gentle squeezes of your waist and shoulders, tiny wet kisses, low calls of your name...

Until you do wake up, mumble a few intelligible words (probably along the lines of ‘I was fucking sleeping’) and he'd just be happy that you're awake.

He can't help it: he gets needy for you attention, at times.

#got inspired by a post by @thechaoticdruid for this! #bg3 #astarion #astarion bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #astarion x fem reader #astarion x male reader #astarion x gender neutral reader #astarion x gn reader #astarion x female tav #astarion x you #astarion fluff