#original headcanon

[lesbian-deadpool]

Pregnant nat being clingy to everyone at the compound bc readers out on an extended mission but her clinginess keeps scaring people bc she sneaks up on them without realizing she is! so as soon as reader gets back everyone is like THANK GOD no more frights lol

Oh, this is chaotic!

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Tony

It started with Tony.

Which... was surprise.

The man was in the workshop, when Natasha walked in.

You had been gone for a few days at that point, and she was getting increasingly lonely.

The man was intently focused upon the thing he was working on, a wrench in his hands, unknown to the woman standing behind him. 

“What are you working on?”

With her question, and a hand upon his shoulder, Tony jumped out of his skin, sending the wrench in his hands flying.

Steve

The blonde had a strict (and full) diet.

A good portion of his spare time was spent in the kitchen, cooking his many meals, and prepping them for the following days.

Normally it was calm, and he was left to his vices, if not with a couple of the team members passing in and out, and hanging around and just chatting.

This had never happened before.

Arms suddenly wrapped around his middle, causing the man’s shoulders to jump up to his ears and a sharp gasp to sound from him. If it weren’t for the pregnancy bump brushing against his back, Steve would have lashed out.

You had only been gone a week, and already his heart was near exploding out of his chest with the amount of times Natasha had scared him.

Thor

The God was getting ready for bed, actually he was already in bed, he was actually tucking Mjolnir into the makeshift bed he had crafted beside his own... he’s a strange man. But it was sweet none-the-less.

With a pat to the covered handle, he smiled to his hammer, blind to the red-head who had settled into the bed behind him. “Goodnight, Mjolnir.”

“Goodnight, Thor.”

Everyone heard his scream throughout the compound that night.

Bruce

Scaring Bruce was never a smart nor wise thing to do.

And even in her hormonal and clingy state, Natasha knew not to touch him, or talk, in case she surprised him so much that his alter ego would break through.

However, she was still a pregnant woman wanting comfort from her friends and family (and people she considered so) while her partner was away on a mission without her or any other team members.

So, that's why, when Bruce was hard at work in the lab, and he turned around only to find Natasha sitting on one of the stools not too far from the scientist, a startled noise still left his mouth. He was just glad he didn’t have anything dangerous in his hands at that time.

Wanda

Natasha had no one to cuddle up to during movie nights anymore, so she was forced to find substituted for your absence.

And Wanda was the person she was brought to in that moment.

The witch might have been a mind reader, but she didn’t have senses like Peter.

So, when her attention was raptly upon the playing movie, and she suddenly felt a body press against her side, the popcorn went flying, landing all over Sam.

Which was poetic justice, in a way, considering her fear was heightened by his choice of horror movie.

Clint

Clint knew his best friend inside and out. The only person he knew more than the red-head, was his wife.

But pregnant Natasha threw him a curveball, because he still knew her, but God, was everything skewed.

Everyone knew how much she cared for his children, and with her pregnancy, she only wanted to be around children more. Maternal instincts going haywire. Clint and Laura thought it was sweet how often she would visit the family at their farm, more so during your mission away.

But one thing that the archer hated?

How when he was outside, honing his marksman skills, and more often than not, Natasha would be there, handing him an arrow. Never once failing to make him startle at her sudden presence.

He knows thinks she was doing it on purpose.

Yelena

The sisters were closer than ever since their reunion a few years ago.

No matter how much they loved once another, they still bickered like cats and dogs.

“God dammit, Natasha!”

It was hard to spook Yelena, but if anyone could do it, it would be Natasha.

“Why are you yelling?!”

All the blonde wanted to do was take a nap with her dog, walking into her dark bedroom, talking a seat on her own bed when a cats cry sounded.

“Why are you sleeping in my room, with your cat?!”

That one was Liho’s fault, Natasha liked to excuse.

You

It was late when you came back home.

The compound was silent as you walked the halls, until suddenly someone was one your back hugging you.

Now, you would have assumed it was Natasha considering how long it had been since you even had contact with your pregnant fiancé.

But you were wrong.

It was Tony.

The billionaire had his arms wrapped around your middle, hugging you close. Before you could even voice your surprised confusion, the man rushed to speak.

“Thank God, you’re back! Natasha has been driving us all up the wall, its like living in a horror movie, she scares us all the time.”

“She’s been scaring you?”

“Yeah.” He nodded into your back. “She’s been craving affection from everyone since you were gone, and she goes all super-spy to get it!”

When you got into bed that night, you woke Natasha up, causing the woman to cling to you, not letting you go for a long time.

She was by your side the whole time the next few days. Even when the other team members reacted the same way Tony had, the night you came home.

You were banned from going on missions after that. At least until the red-head gave birth.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff #pregnant!nat #original work #original headcanon #anon #ldspeaks #marvel #MCU

[doomed-to-be-obsessed]

PJO Headcanon

Demi-gods reflect their parents

-Hermes felt lost after Maia died and wasn’t payed attention to by Zeus leading to gradual resentment (reflecting Luke)

-Athena feeling like she always has to be perfect to continue to be the favorite child (reflecting Annabeth)

to give a few examples, except, for Percy.

Even though the sea doesn’t like to be restrained, I feel like Percy is reflected on by Ares. Think about it, a person thrown into war at a young age becoming a grizzled old warrior that everyone fears and even looks up to. They both even have sides that people refer to as monsters and that even the people that are close to them don’t like. (Percy almost killing Ahklys, and Ares being the physical side of War.) However, like the other reflections, they deal with it in a different way.

-Hermes perseveres though and chooses to love his family, while Luke lashes out and starts a war, as an example

While Percy keeps the side of himself that others view as monstrous hidden and tries to get people to view him as a loving person and not a monster, Ares fully embraces being called monstrous and violent so much so that people tend to view him at that and not see how forgiving and good he is.

What I think is that Percy was shaped so much by war, that he became the essence of War himself.

(And why if Percy were to ever become a god, he would be a god of war first and water second.)

#percy jackson #pjo series #pjo hoo toa #riordanverse #percy jackon and the olympians #ares pjo #headcanon #kind of deep #Original headcanon

[mxpotter]

Omgg okay so this has been stuck in my head for a hot minute and I wanna share it-

Okay so we all know how Ramattra hates humans like he despises them. BUTTTT-

On the off chance he does like someone he would be like- all villiany and the partner would be like eh but in a lighthearted way like- lemme show you-

Ramattra 🤖🖤 : I will burn the Overwatch Watchpoint after they let my kind die and when I find them I will make them suffer-!

Partner ❤️☺️ (totally inlove) : Okay honey. Now here's your lunch now go have fun with your villainy stuff ok~? Love you Rammy!

Ramattra 🤖🖤 (appalled and confused by the nickname and how you just heard that and was so oblivious and indifferent): 😳😑

(the partner totally would basically hold him hostage until he gave them a kiss before he let if he could whine and blush he would but ofc play it off like he didnt-)

#writers of tumblr #newwriter #writerscommunity #ramattra #ramattra overwatch #overwatch #original headcanon #give #me #ideas #please #i dont have any #headcanon

[galahadwilder]

Some Justice Leaguer: so who’s the most likely among you to turn into a supervillain?

Tim: well, Damian, obvio—

Everyone else, simultaneously: IT’S TIM

Tim: wait what? I would’ve figured at least one of you would say Jason

Dick: Timber how many war crimes did you commit yesterday

Tim:

Tim:

Tim: four

#batfam #batfam headcanons #batfamily #Tim Drake #Red Robin #original content

[saffron-rays]

Nightmare

HC: even though he doesn’t require sleep, if tav is human, Astarion picks up the habit as a means to spend as much time with them as possible… since humans have one of the shortest life spans of all the races in Faerûn.

#astarion #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #baldurs gate astarion #astarion ancunin #astarion x tav #astarion x female reader #astarion x f!tav #astarion art #astarion headcanons #astarion angst #astarion x original female character #astarion x female tav #astarion fanart #astarion comic

[starr-ofthevoids]

I love the “Mumbo’s some kind of supernatural creature” headcanons, and I love the “Mumbo’s just a guy” headcanons, but may I propose: “everyone thinks Mumbo is some sort of creature thing but he’s actually just a bit strange”

“His eyes are so red they basically glow!” My guy inhales enough redstone to power a small machine on the daily.

“He’s nocturnal! He’s always up at night!” Insomnia.

“It’s like he teleports! He just appears behind people” he’s just naturally very quiet and people don’t hear him walking up.

“He knows so many random facts, there has to have been around for ages to learn all that” he’s just a nerd.

Mumbo gets nervous anytime someone tries to interrogate him, making the hermits even more suspicious, but in actuality he’s just worried they’ll be disappointed and he’s starting to realise they probably won’t believe him no matter what answer he gives.

There’s a server-wide bet going for who can figure out what he actually is. Grian, who’s known him for years and knows full well that’s he’s 100% mortal and human, shows up and starts egging the hermits on by “dropping hints” as to what he may be, much to Mumbo’s dismay. Grian thinks the bet is utterly hilarious.

#I know this definitely is not an original thought but I still thinks is silly #hes just a silly lil guy #Grian is a menace ofc #feel free to add on #I like this hc I think it’s silly goofy #mumbo jumbo #hermitcraft mumbo #hermitblr #hermitcraft #headcanon #Hermitcraft headcanons #def not projecting from my bsf #who I also question if he’s a creature sometimes #starr ramblings

[angelltheninth]

Dating a Yandere Bandboy

Pairing: Male!Yandere Bandboy x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, gaslighting, yandere behavior, concerts, kissing, love songs, backstage make out sessions, jealousy, marks, scratching, fingering, sex toys in public, masturbation

A/N: Never been with a bandboy but I know they're pupular.

Yandere!Bandboy writes every song for you. Runs the lyrics by you before performance to get your approval. At least so he says but he's already decided that he's gonna sing this song for you, but he asks anyway because he wants your approval early.

Yandere!Bandboy gives you his band shirt after as soon as they're done making them. You have to be the one to wear it first. Insists that you wear it to every concert, you look better in it than any fangirl that attends.

Yandere!Bandboy calls you late at night to tell you song ideas he's come up with while thinking of you. You've always been his inspiration, when he lacks it he only needs to take you out on a date and he's writing again. And you wouldn't want his band to run out of songs now.

Yandere!Bandboy needs you to give him a good luck kiss before every performance. It often turns into a lot more than a kiss with you ending up on the couch and his hips grinding against you between your legs. He can't go on the stage with a tent in his pants, he needs this, needs you.

Yandere!Bandboy wears long shirts that hide the scratch marks you leave on his back. His naked body is only for you. Every other fangirl can have their wet dreams about him but he assures you that you are and will always be the only girl in his life.

Yandere!Bandboy hates it when he sees posters of other bands in your room. You're not cheating on him are you, listening other men's voices before bed, or while you're masturbating? Only his voice right? It's the only one that gets you off.

Yandere!Bandboy makes you look at those other posters while he fucks you, bounces you up and down on his cock with your pussy on display. He would, and will do this for real if you keep looking at other bands. He's not above fucking you in front of them, making them see where there place is while he puts you in your place.

Yandere!Bandboy insists that you wear a toy while attending his band practices. You have to sit perfectly still on that couch, pretending like your pussy isn't making a mess of it because of the vibrator that's activated and controlled by his voice. Can't even get up from your seat because if you do his bandmates would see the wet stain on it.

Yandere!Bandboy fingers you in the back of the tour bus his friends rented. Under the soft blankets, away from view while he casually talks with his friends. His hands, his fingers are important to him so he needs to practice with them always.

Yandere!Bandboy always looks at you while singing, he needs to make sure you know every song, every word, every note is played for you. Doesn't see the crowd, the cheers, only you and your dazzling eyes. You are all that matters, his sole reason for performing.

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere x female reader #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere boyfriend #yandere smut #yandere singer x reader #yandere bandboy #yandere #original writing

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Head Canons:

Sacrificial Bride

Yandere Dragon Shifter x Princess Reader

TW: Yandere behavior, manipulation, Somniaphilia (suggested), delusional yandede, complacency, etc.

Feroc the Ferocious was the kind of dragon who would bring any silly knight to their knees. The kind of dragon that inspired legends and stories to be written in books. The kind of dragon that was larger than any castle human like could ever dream to build. The kind of dragon that could decimate a kingdom with a single breath of his fiery flames if he was angered… the dragon that your own people sacrificed you, the princess, to in order to save themselves from his wrath.

And so they bound you up and threw you before him. Your own father on his knees as he begged the great dragon for mercy in exchange for his own flesh and blood… the kingdom’s most prized beauty in exchange for peace. An offer Feroc quickly accepted before the king could utter another word!

Dragons collected beautiful treasures! Dragons hoarded their treasure in caves and abandoned castles fad from prying eyes… and unbeknownst to you, Feroc found you to be rhetorical most beautiful

For dragons, a sacrificial spouse was an ancient tradition and this was the first time he’d been offered such a perfect bride! How could he refuse you? Especially when your own people begged him so prettily? Would you beg for him just as beautifully one day?

And so you were scooped up in his ginormous talons and carried away in the sky to a lone tower deep in the mountains. Your new home… your home with Feroc.

You could recall how scared of him you used to be. You’d heard from many people of how this giant scaled beast before you was a man eater. Of how he swallowed many knights in his time… yet this dragon seemed so shy from your experience so far. Skittish even.

Feroc often brought you various jewelry and fine silks from his daily raids. There wasn’t a day that went by that he didn’t bring you a gift of some kind. His molten eagerly studied your form despite his persistent silence. Feroc’s company disturbed you as much as it comforted you.

It took a month for him to speak to you. His accent was heavy from the olden tongue he spoke but he knew the same language you spoke. His voice was booming and low, it could easily strike terror in others… but for some reason, his voice calmed you. Perhaps loneliness has finally crept its fangs into your heart? You weren’t sure…

Feroc would bring you anything you wanted to eat. Within means, of course. He’d bring you delicacies he’d likely looted off some poor caravan if you said you wanted sweets. There was no extremes he wouldn’t go to for you, which was odd since he was a dragon who’s been around for hundred of years… why did Feroc have such an interest in a human princess?

One day, you had a nightmare of a man standing in the corner of your room. Your scream in the night quickly alerted your guardian who peaked his large eye in your room in worry.

“Princess? What’s wrong?”

“I just had a nightmare… I thought there was a man in my room.” You wiped the sweat from your forehead while Feroc clicked his tongue.

“No man could ever scale his tower. I’m the only one who can enter. I’d never let anyone harm you.” The red and black dragon grumbled, his molten eyes glanced you once over. “Why? Do you… want a human companion?”

“I do get lonely sometimes.” You admitted to Feroc . His eyes now filled with hurt. “I do enjoy your company but… I miss being able to touch another human.”

Feroc didn’t understand your sentiment. He was a might dragon! The strongest of his kind! Feroc has proven himself to be the best of mates to you and yet you were still displeased? Was it because he was a dragon? Would you be happier if he showed you his other form?

“I’ll figure something out then… get some sleep.”

Feroc now snuck in your bedroom when you slept. He ghosted his clawed fingers over your oblivious form in wonder. His clawed fingers were too sharp, he’d have to dull them more… he didn’t want to cut up his pretty princess!

Feroc’s gentle touches progressed when he noticed how heavy of a sleeper you were. His desire to see what made you human drove him to insatiable heights. No area was left unexplored with his eyes. He needed to be perfect. Feroc had to be compatible with you. You and him were going to have young one day, after all! Feroc didn’t want to harm you in the process!

Feroc was able to mold his body into a perfect man. Once that was the perfect size for you, yet still immense so you’d know it was him. Feroc now stood at a massive seven feet tall rather than the hundred feet of his dragon form.

Yet there was a constant fear within him that you’d die of old age or of natural causes… Feroc knew humans were fragile creatures so he did what he had to. Feroc shared half of his heart with you while you slept. It was a simple spell and a painless procedure for you. One that would benefit the both do you in the long run!

If one of you died, the other would! You’d never age! You now shared a lifespan with him. Feroc couldn’t wait to tell you once the two of you made everything official!

It took another month for him to reveal this perfect form to you. Feroc had to let the excitement die down from sharing his heart with you so you didn’t freak out! Humans were such finicky creatures, after all! And he’d be an awful mate if he frightened you with a subject you had no knowledge on…

All you needed was to see this devilishly beautiful form of his and you’d be bewitched.

“Look at us… we’re so beautiful together.” Feroc whispered into the skin of your shoulder as he admired your reflection beside him. “I think I’ll find you more gold to decorate you with, my treasure.”

“Feroc, I don’t understand.” You jump when Feroc dragged his forked tongue across your exposed shoulder.

“You accepted all of my gifts and you’re the only one who suits me.” Feroc hissed his obsidian eyes flashed a bright gold. “Wouldn’t you rather be by my side than in my stomach?”

You gulped and obediently rested your head on his chest which made him purr in contentment. His muscular arms wrapped around yours as his wavy black hair tickled your skin.

“I’m joking, I’d never eat you.” Feroc smiled before he pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. “You’re my bride, after all.”

You didn’t need to know about how many knights he’s killed over the last few months for you. Feroc would take care of you until the day the both of you died. Every heinous act he’s ever committed over these last few months were all for his beautiful, blushing bride.

#female reader #yandere fic #yandere imagine #yandere #yandere oc #yandere original character #yandere oc x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #monster x human #yandere monster #yandere dragon #yandere headcanons #original work #tw.yandere #yandere scenarios #yandere obsession #yandere concept #yandere writer Momo #stockhom syndrome #yandere horror #yandere idea #yandere imagines #monster x reader #princess reader #yandere male #yandere boy #delusional yandere

[batfamilycannons]

Dick*the eldest daughter reaching a breaking point and it was this or manslaughter*: Due to my emotional trauma, I have decided I will be reverting back to my childhood Goblin lifestyle

Jason*always one for chaos*: Good for you

Bruce*traumatized from the first time not sure if he can survive a pt.2*: oh no

Tim*never left his Menace Lifestyle and is very exited to help cause more problems*: yay!

Bruce*even more scared*: oh no

#Bruce should be thankful this is all he’s doing #Roy is also very exited remembering the original Gremlin days #batfam #batfam headcanons #batboys #batfamily #dc comics #dc universe #dcu #batbros #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake wayne #incorrect quotes #incorrect batfamily quotes #bruce wayne #batfam shenanigans #batman #nightwing #red hood #robin #incorrect dcu quotes

[wake-me-up-inside-imagines]

Sweet yanderes who are so gentle with their darlings, handling them like they’re made of glass. They never raise their voice and hold their darling like they’ll break under the slightest pressure, terrified of harming their darling in any way.

Sweet yanderes who can be a bit overwhelming, always doing everything for their darling and making sure their always within eyeshot of them. They just don’t want their darling to strain themselves, is that so bad? Their darling won’t have to lift a finger as long as they’re around!

Sweet yanderes who would never hurt their darling, no matter how much they acted out. Yanderes who rely on rewards rather than punishment, giving their darling more privileges the longer they behave.

Sweet yanderes who want nothing more than to keep their darling safe. Sure, they kidnapped them and took away most of their freedom, but it was for their own good! They can’t have their darling being hurt and corrupted by the cruelty of the outside world, it would destroy them!

Sweet yanderes who make their darling as comfortable as possible as a way to make up for their lost freedoms. They’ll buy all their darlings favorite things, nab all of their comfort items just to keep them happy. They know what they’ve done is upsetting but eventually, if they keep treating their darling well, they’ll see that it was for the best. They have all they need where they are anyways!

Sweet yanderes whose hearts break a little more every time their darling tries to escape or lash out. Why can’t they see that this is for the best? Aren’t they doing enough to keep their darling happy? Yanderes who work even harder to keep their darlings satisfied, doing anything and everything they ask (except for letting them go).

Sweet yanderes who would and do murder anyone standing in between them and their darling without regret, brutalizing their victim until the body’s almost unrecognizable. Yanderes who make sure their darling never finds out about what they’ve done, too afraid of scaring their darling even more than they already are.

Sweet yanderes who remind their darling how much they love them every day, gently kissing them on the forehead while snuggling up to them. It’ll all be ok in the end, they just need to give their darling a little time to adjust, eventually they’ll be living happily ever after, just the two of them.

Forever.

The sweet yanderes: MICAH, Rain, Stella, REN, Leo (kinda), GWEN, Ivy

#x reader #yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere boyfriend #yandere x reader #soft yandere #yandere x darling #yandere male #yandere female #female yandere #oc x reader #ocs #oc #my ocs #male yandere #yanderecore #yandere thoughts #original character #oc x oc

[ozzgin]

Request/Idea-

Male Yandere Lawyer x Female Embroider Reader (a lady who works as a tailor is fine too)

Imagine a man falling head over heels for that newly employed lady who hand embroiders beautiful handkerchiefs in a luxury shop he visits to get his custom suits! And he just trying to coax her into dating him, marrying him, and becoming his stay at home wife (and mother of his children eventually) 🥰🤭

Age difference? I need some DILF Daddy energy more in my life (but don’t make him an actual father…yet)

P.S. I adore your OCs and writing. And your artwork is way too fucking good! You’re art is just *chef’s kiss* infuckingcredible

-👘

Ooh, you know what this reminds me of? I have a yaoi volume from Scarlet Beriko, “Queen and the tailor”, about an interior designer that visits a legendary tailor whose suits will supposedly help you achieve success. The tailor turns out to be a scary looking, blunt man but nonetheless extremely talented. I liked the premise a lot, so it’s definitely interesting to try out a different perspective.

In this case I have the image of a patient, soft-spoken reader and a hurried, short tempered lawyer. Comically different but in a way that eventually works out, you know? Also thank you for the kind words!

Yandere!Lawyer x Embroiderer!Reader Headcanons

Featuring a Reader that is blissfully unaware the lawyer she just stared dating has their entire life together already sorted out.

Content: female reader, age gap, older yandere, obsessive behavior

Your eyes begin to hurt mildly, so you look out the window and blink repeatedly, trying to refresh your poor sight. Such detailed works always strain you terribly, but you love seeing the finished result. Others must, too, given your handkerchiefs are often sold out the very same day. Right before your needle pierces the silk canvas anew, the door opens with a burst and you jolt. An older man in a suit, arguing loudly over the phone. He’s drumming his fingers over the counter, eyes darting around in search for an attendant. You know the type quite well, so you hurry over with the hoop still in your hand. “Might I help you with anything?” You mouth discreetly. He turns to you, stares for a couple of seconds, and promptly ends his call.

Out of all the places, he certainly didn’t expect regretting his rusty, unpolished flirting skills in a luxury tailor shop. Yet here he is now, clumsily mumbling something about his new suit he’s come to pick up and wondering how to connect that with your number. The name’s the easy part, as it’s neatly and conveniently printed out on the little badge pinned to your collar. Everything else, not so much. You excuse yourself and return moments later with his order. Shit. You tilt your head, confused by the delayed response, worrying whether you forgot something. Next time. He’ll figure it out for sure next time he comes here.

If there’s one good thing about his career, it’s that his eyes have been trained to spot every detail. For example the embroidery hoop you gently held while speaking to him, so he knows exactly what his next custom order will be. Truth be told, he didn’t anticipate your popularity and long waiting times, but a calculated raised tone with a sprinkle of intimidation has convinced the employee to assign him to you as earliest priority. Whether he can flirt remains to be seen, but arguing with others? Child’s play.

“Thank you for coming again today.” You bow slightly and extend the gift bag. “Although, I must say…I’ve never seen you using these before. What has caused your sudden interest in handkerchiefs?” Rather bold of you to begin such conversations, but your curiosity is too great. No matter how hard you try, you can’t imagine why a blunt, nonchalant man like him would abruptly become passionate about embroidery. A lover? You smile faintly at the idea. Whoever it is, they’ve taken quite the challenge upon themselves. The lawyer frowns at the inquiry. It seems you’re just as observant as him. Maybe this shall be the pretext he can finally cling onto. So he presents it in the factual truth you’d hear in a courthouse: it’s his excuse to see you. You raise your eyebrows in surprise. Well now, isn’t it just silly? He could’ve simply asked. Buying countless expensive handmade items instead of plainly confessing his intentions…He stumbles, flustered. The same man whose ruthless reputation has even reached your humble ears is anxiously awaiting your response with a deep blush on his face.

The childlike innocence doesn’t last long. You’ve agreed to date him and that’s great, but he’s a man with little time that has known exactly what he wants for many years. When he laid his eyes on you he didn’t imagine cheesy coffee dates as you discuss your favorite color and cautiously breach the topic of intimacy. What’s the point? He’s already certain he’ll spend the rest of his life with you. Skip the unnecessary steps. On the other hand, you’re not as cooperative as he’d wish. Truly, the tangible proof that opposites attract. You’re always calm and take your time with everything. It’s almost frustrating how easygoing you are. When asked when you’re moving in with him, you just smiled and wondered out loud what could be wrong with your small studio above the shop. Marriage? Good question, you never thought about it.

Oh, the irony. Last time a client was being particularly difficult, your lawyer boyfriend pulled him out by the collar under the mortified stares of the other attendants and shoppers. The exact attitude he himself would’ve shown before, yet this time it’s different. Of course it is, it involves you. His thin patience runs out if it’s you. That’s all there is to it. Can you blame a man for following his heart? They say you should always chase your dreams; he prefers hunting them down efficiently, and the shotgun is pointed in your direction. His sweet, exquisite prey he can never get enough of.

Finally you agree to move in with him. Your hesitation was maddening and he’d started coming up with downright psychotic alternatives to convince you, such as your studio burning down after a vicious attack of some unknown hooligans. So it was rather wise of you not to push someone that knows the law like the back of his hand, even if you aren’t aware of it yet. He enthusiastically guides you around your new forever home, omitting unimportant details. The spare office he emptied for a future nursery? You’ll get to that later.

He can’t wait to spoil you. See, that’s the advantage of dating an older man. He’s gotten his life sorted out a long time ago. All that was left was finding you. You just need to be a darling and behave. He knows you will. After all, you’re his talented little embroideress that won’t have to worry about anything else ever again.

#female reader #yandere #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #male yandere x reader #yandere imagine #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #yandere fic #yandere lawyer #tw yandere #yandere oc #yandere original character #original work

[moonit3]

A LOYAL BUTLER

➥ warnings/notices: yandere, nsfw, smut, mentioned deaths, mentioned masturbation, obsession, afab! reader, forbidden love (?), fingering, cunnilings, overstimulating, forbidden relationship.

➥ yandere! butler x mistress! reader

➥ synopsis: with all men dead, you are the currently head of the family and by your side stand your loyal butler who helps you with a small problem.

➥ a/n: request by @taeee0902. based on a small chat we had a few weeks ago. I really love their idea of having a butler as a yandere for a mistress who can’t catch a break from work, so she uses her beloved servant as a stress relief. this one is a little short since I got a some projects from college I need to do. SECOND PART HERE, GUYS!

➥ unlike the rest of the noble houses of the empire, the barony is lead by a woman, you. since your father, brothers and uncles death, you have become the head of the family in the middle of the night with the approval of the last member of the royal family, the empress. meaning that none could take over your place if they marry you, making you the only person able to rule over the barony along with the help of elliot, your personal butler.

➥ he has been on your side since the early days. a little bit older than you by a couple of years, elliot has been your butler and best friend for a long time, someone who you can trust with your secrets and to help around work when you are stressed out. his gloved hands caressing your hair when you can barely stay awake from working hours and hour without a break or when elliot lays you down the couch of the office to give you a nice and deserved rest.

➥ it a routine that you are still getting used to it. always working without taking a single break (how father managed to do that?), talking and talking with people who are boring (almost falling asleep during meetings) and your less favorite, being so lonely. being the head of the house means that you have no time to spend one with the family, at least with those who still alive, and they live so far away from the barony that makes you feel so alone most of the time…but you have elliot at your side, don’t you? he won’t leave anytime soon, he promised that.

➥ most of the days is about you and elliot working together to fill the paperwork before night, it’s not easy as you expected, but its satisfying seeing how your hardwork later when the money arrives. and of course, you buy a few gifts for elliot to thank him for his help.

➥ sometimes are cufflinks that are made with the finest gems of the empire to match his eyes (that are only for you, my dear), expensive clothing that make many mistake him for a nobleman (he wishes to be the one to marry you) and a glass to help with his poor eyesight (he didn’t imagine that you could even more gorgeous). you are perfect, none can be compared to you and those who even try to stand up at the same height as your should suffer.

➥ and when you stop working for the day, elliot makes sure to take care of you. massaging your shoulder after you finally get a time to rest, preparing the soft and tasty food to make up to your hard work and helping you taking off your dresses. his hand unbuttoning the back of vests, to reveal your collarbone (the one that he dreams to place many marks on it) and your lingerie.

➥ he only could imagine how beautiful you are behind those piece of clothing, the water of the bathtub made difficult to see you nudity as he washes you hair with the finest shampoo and hearing you humming a melody from an old fairy tale. elliot feels like he is the happiest man on earth by touching your body in a intimate way, but he wishes to be more close with you and feel your body under his. is this too much to ask for?

➥ once the bath is done for good, elliot helps you put some lightly vests to cover you from the cold night and then guide you to the office, after all, you still need to work with some paperwork, where he stays right by your side for a couple of minutes before his time to leave. he was ready to leave for the night, but you call his name from the desk and asked him to come closer.

➥ is there something you need from me, [name]? he has the right to call by first name when alone. elliot hoped to be a simple request, such a glass of water, but you surprised him. you asked him, your personal butler, to have a sexual relationship with him. a casual thing, you told him that you need to let the stress out somehow.

➥ elliot’s mind told him to refuse the request, it’s not right to a noble woman and her butler to be in an intimate relationship, it’s forbidden! but his heart told him otherwise, saying it’s his only chance to be closer to you as he always dreamed of and that he could stop touching himself while thinking of you at night…he accepted your offer.

➥ the following day went smoothly to the servants of the household, after all, you looked so much better after days and days of stressing over working! but where is elliot? the butler was supposed to be serving you all the time, but no one can find him anywhere…maybe if they look under your desk they would find him.

➥ his fingers is hitting places you couldn’t never. teasing and touching every inch of your spongy walls, making you almost unable to hold back the moans that are desperate trying to get out. elliot has zero experience in touching a woman, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t a faster leaner, managing to find the best areas of your inside to result in your body squirt under his touch. letting your fluids hit his lips and glasses, making him feel so powerful for being the responsible one to do it.

➥ eyes rolling back and trembling your whole body when elliot goes further with his tongue inside you. tasting how sweet and admiring how wet you can get by a merely teasing of his part, have you dream of this? how long have you been waiting for this to happen? he is going to ask it later, but now, he will be the responsible one to make you come by his tongue alone, elliot wants to drink til the last drop.

➥ his pleasure is ignored, completely obsessing over yours. elliot has his main goal to make you come by him and to hear the sweet sounds coming out of your lips, he adores it so much! it’s seem like time stops when you orgasm over and over til you can’t talk nor move your legs…and he isn’t stopping.

➥ elliot…t-too much, please stop. he doesn’t hear your words, his tongue continues to move inside and fingers are holding your thighs away to give him a better view of your pretty pussy, admiring it once again, then he continues with his work to make you feel good, unaware that you’ve reach your limit.

➥ luckily, you managed to push him away and elliot finally notice of your currently state. if someone say you right now, they won’t believe that you are noble lady, not with a commoner between your legs, with an expression from those erotic novels that many read in secret. it would be a such problem if anyone catch him this way.

➥ I-I’m exhausted… you are tired, of course you are, who wouldn’t be after a series of orgasm? but not elliot. he stares at you with his eyes begging for more, not even caring about his pants being ruined by his cum. tonight he is going to focus on you alone. you w-want more? he nodded, already teasing your clit again and whispering how much he loves you, his finger tapping your skin and fluids. well, since you asked it so nicely, elliot. you can continue it as long im working, okay?

➥ the smile on his face only grew before he went back to his place between your thighs, already feeling like he is the luckiest man in earth.

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[mammonsrockstargf]

"Is it true that you had 700 wives?"

Solomon looks up from his book, to where you're laying on his bed, homework in hand. He'd convinced you to take the class "Rhetoric 101: How to win any argument with an angel using biblical quotes" because he'd figured it'd be fun to watch you try to spark up an argument with Simeon. It was a nice perk that you could study together. It hadn't even occurred to him that he might get mentioned in the coursework.

You read over the pages, eyes brimming with amusement. "What could you possibly need 700 wives for?" you ask and he shrugs. "Mostly politics and gaining land," he says but you don't seem entirely convinced. "Might I remind you that this was happening during a period of 80 years?" he says but you just raise your brows at him. "That's still like 9 wives per year, though. How on earth did you have time for that?" you're laughing now, really laughing and Solomon has to fight a smile.

"What, they'd get like a month and a half each before you were on to the next one," you say, wiping the tears on your cheek. "Actually, I never even met most of them," he says, hoping to help his cause, but it only causes you to laugh even harder. Solomon huffs and pretends to read his book again, letting your laughter subside, but once you read the next line of your homework you're laughing again.

"You had 300 concubines? How is that even possible?" you cackle and Solomon rolls his eyes. "That was a rumour. I did not have that many," he says but you're far gone, clutching your belly as you gasp for air. "I'll have you know that having a pact with the Avatar of Lust gives you a very high libido-" he begins.

"Oh, trust me, I know," you wheeze.

He's on you in a second, pushing you down on the bed, a hand on each side of your head. You giggle, when he presses kisses to your face, any surface he can reach, your cheeks, your forehead, your nose.

"Stop" kiss "teasing" kiss "me!" kiss, he whines, but you've only just begun. "Oh, I'm sorry, my lord, it's just I haven't seen you in three years, you've been so busy with all your wives-" Solomon shuts you up with a kiss on the lips and you bury your hands in his hair, leaning into it. He lays down on top of you, using your chest as a pillow, refusing to move an inch. "Sol, you're crushing me," you complain and he grumbles. He presses a kiss to your collarbone and grabs your homework, throwing it into a corner of his room, before getting comfortable again, this time crushing you a little less. You run your fingers through his hair, humming softly.

You both know that it doesn't actually matter how many wives or concubines or past lovers he's had. Sometimes Solomon thinks that it's all just been a build-up, that none of it actually mattered. His real life didn't begin until he met you and he's completely fine with that.

"Sooo, did you have a favourite? Or perhaps 30 favourites?"

"Oh, shut up."

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[godnectar]

........pls gib me Yan dilf in skimpy outfit pls🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

・✶ ｡ﾟ☆ YANDERE DILF ☆ ; drabble

★ note: had one of the craziest and nicest nights of this year fr, so of course I had to indulge on this ask 😫😫 ( y'all can send more requests here! )

cw: gn!reader, big man has kids, not in a relationship yet, neighbors au!, slight feminization, subby yan, kinda suggestive, and reader is a bit mean. I'm just showing my pathetic boy some affection <3

I now seriously can't stop thinking about a yandere dilf! who would absolutely wear and do anything for his dearest darling.

it doesn't really matter what you're asking for. whether you want him in the tightest and most transparent shirt ever, or just wanna see him getting riled up while trying on some slutty shorts —maybe even a skirt if you're into that— yandere dilf! will always be up to indulging into your desires.

pictures, videos, calls; you'll receive whatever you want as long as you promise to get your hands on yandere dilf! as soon as you arrive back in the neighborhood. he would purposefully send the kids to daycare or let them have a sleepover at a friend's place, growing extremely excited and completely aware that he will be busy all night long with you at his side.

as embarrassing, humiliating, and probably pathetic as this might be for any other man, yandere dilf! thrieves and lives from your attention.

grope him, degrade him, and strip him to the sweet, matching underwear you've bought him some nights ago— he doesn't care. yandere dilf! certainly doesn't care, as he can only focus on the way your hands roam all over his body, too lost in the feeling of your lips kissing and sucking on every inch of newly uncovered skin.

you might be just using him, feeding bits of your ego, and destroying part of his in the process of satisfying your fantasies... but guess what? he's completely fine with it. he would do anything for you anytime, if at least that means having you show yandere dilf! some love.

"I swear– I swear you can do whatever you want with me... Just keep loving me tonight, yeah?"

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