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The winner has been decided and contacted! (Reminder: The winner was decided by LUCK. This isn't a reflection of any of you or your characters.)

Congratulations! And thank you to everyone for joining!

I hope you all join again for the next raffle! ^V^

Hey, Buried Pair enjoyers!

Do you have a favorite of our cast? Wouldn't you like to see your OWN character with your favorite Buried Pair character?

WELL I'VE GOT A PROPOSITION FOR YOU!!

Because I have a small following and I love you guys dearly, I'm doing a raffle!

All you have to do to enter is reblog this post with a reference of your character and the name of the character you want to see them drawn with. I'll make a post announcing the winner once they're decided!

(If you're shy, feel free to DM me your characters as well! You'll still have equally as much of a chance!)

The prize for winning this game of luck is a fully rendered drawing of YOUR CHARACTER/YOU with a Buried Pair cast member of your choosing!

The winner will be decided on 5/20/24! Happy gambling!

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reminder that this ends tomorrow!!!!

Hey, Buried Pair enjoyers!

Do you have a favorite of our cast? Wouldn't you like to see your OWN character with your favorite Buried Pair character?

WELL I'VE GOT A PROPOSITION FOR YOU!!

Because I have a small following and I love you guys dearly, I'm doing a raffle!

All you have to do to enter is reblog this post with a reference of your character and the name of the character you want to see them drawn with. I'll make a post announcing the winner once they're decided!

(If you're shy, feel free to DM me your characters as well! You'll still have equally as much of a chance!)

The prize for winning this game of luck is a fully rendered drawing of YOUR CHARACTER/YOU with a Buried Pair cast member of your choosing!

The winner will be decided on 5/20/24! Happy gambling!

[buriedpair]

Insane Ramblings to an Expired Audience

Double Down x GN Reader

TW! It's kind of violent + blood ahahah.....

“Have I got your attention?”

Of course he does. The idiot, Double Down, has his scythe balanced under your chin, prodding at your throat gently.

You’re not sure why you’re being interrogated. Everyone in attendance of this party has already been slaughtered, what more could he possibly want from you? You don’t have much time to linger on that thought. He leans closer to wipe the tears from your eyes with his free hand, smiling fondly at you.

“Hey, it’s okay! I’m not going to do anything as long as you listen.” He chuckles, moving his weapon away from your jugular. 

“Oh-!” He yelps as you shove him over and attempt to run past him. He easily nips that in the bud, grabbing your ankle and watching in irritation as you tumble.

“You don’t understand,” He mutters, his tone a far cry from the caring one you heard previously. “I’m trying to help you.”

He yanks you closer by your ankle, climbing on top of you and nuzzling his face into the crook of your shoulder. You can feel blood seeping into your clothes, the liquid rapidly cooling and leaving a sticky feeling on your skin.

“I hate you. You disgusting weirdo. I hope you rot in hell..” You hiss through clenched teeth, squirming at the feeling of his breath on your neck.

He pauses his sick replica of an affectionate gesture and sits up, now seated on your lower back. You have to twist your head painfully to even catch a glimpse of his expression. You wish you hadn’t upon seeing the unhinged look in his eyes.

“Take it back.” He whispers, and you almost don’t hear him over the pounding of your heart in your ears.

“No.” You reply instantly, as if on instinct. He sits with his arms hanging limply at his sides, glaring down at you.

His right hand twitches, and before you can even blink it’s entangled in your hair. He tugs you backward by the strands, your back arching as far as it can while you’re forcefully moved up.

“Apologize.” His voice cracks, tears forming in his eyes as he holds you in place. You try to choke out a reply, but before you can your head is slammed down onto the floor.

“Apologize!” His voice is pitchy and panicked, his hands shaking as blood begins to pool from your forehead. He picks his scythe back up and stands. Before you can move, his foot plants itself between your shoulder blades.

“I told you, I’m trying to help you. You can’t just…” He pants, the breath leaving his lungs. His free hand grips his shirt over his thudding heart, tugging like he’s trying to rip his own ribcage open and pull it out.

He doesn’t think to stop himself as his scythe embeds itself into your back with a crack. Once the weapon leaves his trembling hands, he buries them in his hair and stumbles backward.

“No… Hang on, I…” He whimpers, biting his lip hard enough that it begins to bleed. He falls back onto his knees, his head spinning. 

“I-I love you. Please stay.” He utters, repeating the phrase softly to himself as he stares at the red-covered ground.

After what could’ve been hours, he slowly raises his gaze to your still form. You’re coated in blood, the liquid a puddle beneath your figure. He swallows thickly and crawls over to you, kneeling by your side.

“Wake up.” His voice is a soft squeak, him nudging your motionless body as tears fall down his cheeks in waves. His body wracked with sobs, he lifts you gently and lays down beside you.

“I’m here now. Don’t be afraid anymore.” He hiccups, cuddling you close to himself and hiding his face in your shoulder once again. His fingers run through your hair as he melts against your lifeless being.

Even like this, you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

“I…” He whimpers.

“...I’ll meet you in hell, my dear. I love you.”

#yandere oc #yandere #yandere boy #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere boyfriend #yandere scenarios #bpdoubledown

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Taking a Gamble

Amias/Edge x GN Reader

Living in Amias’ home has been one of, if not the most frustrating thing Edge has ever had to do. If anyone had even an inkling that he didn’t hate Amias before, there’s no doubt it’s been snuffed out now.

The guy hardly takes care of the place. It’s massive, and even still a mess can be found around every corner. There’s never food in the house, even though Edge knows Amias has the money for it. 

What’s worse is that you’re here too. Not that’s an issue in and of itself, but he wants you to be anywhere else. This place is not befitting of either of you. Though, he has to admit that his own apartment is probably not much better. It may be empty, but at least it’s clean.

Edge had wrongly assumed that Amias’ home would be an ideal place to keep you. Though, partly because he was tired of living off of ramen and redbull. Yet, Amias seems to eat those things just because he can’t cook… How dare he force Edge into this situation.

It’s Edge’s day off, and there’s no way Amias is going to leave you at home with him. So you sit sandwiched uncomfortably between the pair on the couch.

“How was your day?” Amias asks after a moment, nudging you with his elbow.

“You’ve been here for all of it, as usual.” You sigh in frustration. The days the two of them stay home are the worst of them all. The collar around your neck flashes incessantly from the corner of your eye. You grumble under your breath. These guys are the worst.

Edge’s hand tries to sneak its way into your own, and you pull away as soon as you feel his skin on yours. Edge makes a noise of discontent, glaring at Amias like it’s his fault.

“You know, if you didn’t ask such stupid questions and kept your house in decent shape, maybe they wouldn’t be so frustrated all the time.” Edge scoffs, pulling you into his chest and away from Amias.

“Are you dying to pick a fight, Edge?” Amias glares in return, taking your forearm in his hands and yanking you away from Edge.

“Ow! Hey, can you–” 

“Maybe I am!” Edge grabs ahold of your other forearm, pulling you back toward him.

“That’s enough!” You shout, standing and pulling your arms back toward yourself. You turn and scowl at the two of them, your hands shaking.

Edge looks less than amused at your outburst. He shakes his head in disappointment, clicking his tongue. 

“You’re cute when you’re mad.” Amias hums, standing and approaching you. You step back as your breathing grows heavier. You’ve fucked up. Bad.

“I-I didn’t mean to–” You begin, stopping short as your legs hit the side of the coffee table.

You turn to run, but Edge has made his way to the door, completely blocking any escape from the living room.

Amias’ arms find their way to your waist. His breaths are short and needy.

“Yell at me again.” He mutters, leaning impossibly closer to you. He feels warmer than usual as his fingers draw shapes into your back.

“You’re a freak.” Edge huffs, approaching you from the side and placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder. His hands fidget with your collar, then wrap around your throat softly.

“I-I’m sorry. Please, please stop.” You beg, tears gathering in your eyes. Your airways are quickly restricted by Edge’s grip.

Desperately, you look toward Amias for help. Amias only looks at you adoringly, planting kisses all over your face.

You struggle, but to no avail. 

There’s no way out when they work together.

#yandere oc #yandere #yandere boy #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere boyfriend #yandere scenarios #bpedge #bpamias

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Jackpots and Closed Doors

MDNI!!! 18+ content ahead!

Jackpot x M/F Reader

There's a split for you to pick your preferred gender!

TW FOR NONCON!!!!!

"Ow!"

Fuck, it's dark. The room is littered with random items Jackpot had thrown around haphazardly in his desperate search. He can't count how many times he's accidentally kicked something or hit his knee.

Irrelevant. He needs to find what he's looking for.

He curses under his breath, finding it even more difficult to get the task done when there's stuff all over the place. Not to mention, the room smells like you. It's making his head spin the longer he remains in the area. But you'll be home soon, so he needs to move.

His heart rate picks up when he finally spots it hidden beneath a pile of clothes near your bed.

A shoe box, scarcely decorated and an ugly shade of orange. He picks it up with gentle hands, unfolding the lid and peeking inside. Within, there's several hundreds of pictures.

You'd made an off-handed joke about having one of these, but he didn't expect you to actually have one.

His breath hitches, feeling himself salivate at the images contained within. Pictures of you in different lewd scenarios.

He feels dirty, but in a good way. Even if he's invading your privacy and stealing things he was never meant to see...

You won't mind, right?

He turns around to leave, the box cradled in his arms like something precious. To him, it is.

When he turns, he makes direct eye contact with your widened eyes, his heart dropping the second he sees you standing in the doorway.

Nobody moves.

After another beat of silence, you turn to leave. You're probably dreaming or hallucinating, no way did you just see Jackpot trying to steal your private pictures from your room at 9PM.

"Ah- Wait!"

Jackpot panics, dropping the box and immediately reaching for you. He trips over the mess on the floor, finding himself unintentionally clinging to your leg.

"Don't leave. Don't-- I-I can fix this. I can make up for it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

He whines, moving to sit on his knees and pressing his entire front against your leg, resting his forehead against your thigh.

"I'll make it better."

His hands begin to shake when you attempt to pull away from him, his heart racing as he keeps you in place against him.

"Don't move." He hisses through his teeth, his grip on your thigh firm enough that you're sure it'll bruise. His eyes are still watery as he reaches up to the waistband of your pants.

"Let me fix this."

(FEM READERS!)

His hands dip into your jeans, pulling them down in one quick movement. He shudders. Christ, you're going to be the death of him.

His breath is hot and heavy against your clothed heat, and he can't help but run his fingers across your slit. You flinch at his touch, and it's oh-so satisfying.

He kitten licks the outside of your underwear, the thin fabric the only thing keeping him from being perfectly connected with you, as he always should be.

He pulls the bothersome clothing article down without any further hesitation, simply inspecting your warm, wet pussy for a moment. It's all he'd ever dreamed of and more, and now he has exactly what he'd always wanted.

His mouth latches onto your clit, and he doesn't waste any more time tasting your heat. He whines, the taste sending his senses into overdrive.

He uses his fingers to spread you apart, inserting his tongue inside you and moaning at the feeling of you constricting around it.

He licks your inner walls with the enthusiasm of someone who'd been starved, sucking and prodding to his hearts content.

When you finally cum, he can practically see stars. The taste is more than he could've ever imagined, and he can't get enough.

He licks you completely clean, making sure nothing is wasted when he finally pulls away.

He lets go of you for only a moment to stand and grip your chin, his thumb parting your lips as he pulls you in for a deep tongue kiss.

"Much better... right?"

He doesn't flinch at your lack of response, simply embracing you.

"I love you."

(MALE READERS!)

His hands dip into your jeans, pulling them down in one quick movement. He shudders. Christ, you're going to be the death of him.

His breath is hot and heavy against your clothed cock, and he can't help but run his fingers across your shaft. You flinch at his touch, and it's oh-so satisfying.

He kitten licks the outside of your underwear, the thin fabric the only thing keeping him from being perfectly connected with you, as he always should be.

He pulls the bothersome clothing article down without any further hesitation, simply inspecting your warm, desperately hard cock for a moment. It's all he'd ever dreamed of and more, and now he has exactly what he'd always wanted.

His lips wrap around the head of your shaft. He whines, the taste of all that is you sending his senses into overdrive.

He moves his head up and down, his hand keeping you in place as he sucks you off with enthusiasm. His tongue brushes the underside of your cock, heart hammering in his chest as he takes you in his mouth as far as he can, your head nudging the back of his throat.

When you finally cum, he can practically see stars. The taste is more than he could've ever imagined, and he can't get enough.

He licks you completely clean, making sure nothing is wasted when he finally pulls away.

He lets go of you for only a moment to stand and grip your chin, his thumb parting your lips as he pulls you in for a deep tongue kiss.

"Much better... right?"

He doesn't flinch at your lack of response, simply embracing you.

"I love you."

#yandere oc #yandere #yandere boy #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere boyfriend #yandere scenarios #bpjackpot #tw noncon

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Welcome <3 (part 2!)

Hello, hello! I'm Charlie, welcome to the casino!

(This blog contains 18+ content!)

You may have noticed some interesting people hanging around. I'll gladly introduce you! (If you want their original intros, look no further than here x)

Amias

Edge

Double Down

Jackpot

Gambit

Good luck, and happy gambling!

DISCORD SERVER!

(NO MINORS!!!)

#yandere oc #yandere #yandere boy #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere boyfriend #yandere scenarios #yandere art #bpamias #bpdoubledown #bpedge #bpgambit #bpjackpot

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Sober thoughts

Amias x GN Reader

Asks are closed for now, if y'all hadn't noticed yet. They'll be back open as soon as i catch up on everything LOL

The sound of the chair screeching against the floor barely registered in the packed casino. The ringing was deafening, the bells chiming, and the room spinning.

Yeah, Amias is definitely drunk.

He stumbles his way to an empty blackjack table, leaning against it and scanning the room. His eyes flit around at the speed of light, looking for something–nay, someone– specific.

He sees you, a member of the wait staff, passing drinks to gamblers not too far from where he stands. He openly scoffs.

You have some fucking nerve, acting like nothing happened between you two. Acting like he didn’t confess to you in the dimly lit corner of the casino. He can still see the horrified look on your face as you shook your head. It’s nauseating. 

The disgusting memory sobers him up some, just in time to catch you walking away. He knows you’ll have to pass him to get to your next order. He won’t lose this opportunity again.

The smell… Oh god, the smell. The smell that is you. He could get high off of that scent alone. He’d drown in it, and gladly suffocate by its hands.

“Amias?” You whisper with barely parted lips, your hand trembling in his own as he keeps you from walking too far. His hair covers his face in a dark shadow. He can barely breathe. 

“Is this about before? I’m really sorry, I just–” You begin, but he quickly cuts you off by using his free hand to squish your face into a pout.

“Don’t talk,” He murmurs. You can feel his pulse in his palms, blood pumping, sending every muscle in his body into shivers whenever he takes a breath. “Dolls aren’t supposed to talk.”

He hiccups, and all at once you realize how much alcohol he’s consumed. Damnit, definitely not the situation you want to be in right now.

His hand slowly loosens on your face, holding your chin like you’re a delicate object. An object he’s unwilling to break. The pads of his fingers gingerly run over your lips, almost like he’s inspecting you on a molecular level.

Suddenly, you’re yanked into his arms. He keeps you in a firm embrace, drawing shapes into your back as he holds you.

“For someone so cute, you really are stupid.” He hisses, the menacing aura dripping off of him like water. 

His forehead finds its way to your shoulder, and he inhales sharply as he feels his skin against yours. He’s at an awkward angle due to his horns, and your shoulder is starting to burn from feeling them embed themselves within your skin. He doesn’t seem to care, he simply pulls you closer.

When he finally pulls away, he appears to have gained almost no clarity. He keeps you no more than an arms length away, massaging his hands against your shoulders absentmindedly. 

“You can try to reject me as many times as you want. I’ll always find you. I’ll always be one step ahead. I know everything about you.” He smiles, and it’d be a warm, comforting blanket in any other scenario. But here, it feels cold and terrifying.

He releases your shoulders, running a hand down his face.

“Mmn… I’m gonna have a killer headache in the morning.” He murmurs to himself, turning to walk away and leaving you mortified in his wake.

#yandere oc #yandere #yandere boy #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere boyfriend #yandere scenarios #bpamias

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Did Jackpot want to be reader or gambit in the one story?? Both/either??

Foaming at the mouth currently, threesome content when... sjsvisvshs Love your acc so much, I feel blessed to have found it.

IM GLAD YOU LIKE MY ACC!!! i try my best!!!

Jackpot would LOVE to be sandwiched between the two of you. Mostly, though, he just wanted to be with either of you. Instead he was stuck watching like a loser. womp womp.

Part two? Not sure yet. It’s a thought in my head, though.

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Amias's armpit pic when? 🥺👉👈 (im sorry)

Are you……… are you really……… REALLY sorry?

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Jackpot is my ✨passenger princesses✨ now

call him princess. i DARE you. i DOUBLE DOWN DARE you.

#bpjackpot

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I want to carry Jackpot

Spoiled him

Kiss him

Cuddle him

Pat him

Urgh

me too anon. me too

He’d love it if you did! He’s basically begging to be spoiled, just look at his face! He’d cuddle you and hold you and squeeze you, and if you pat his head and kiss him he’ll be practically purring.

He loves you so much! Love him back.

#bpjackpot

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They're aging and old which of the OCS break their back first (random thought)

-💤

Gambit. He's got a lot of weight to carry iykwim

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Same anon who sent love and support w the biting jackpot,can we bite his dick

0-100 REAL quick anon LMAO

I suppose you could. If you really wanted to. Just be careful, hes sensitive.

And cries.

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Can i bite DD ahoge ?

yeah. it tastes like artificial grape.

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Sending all the love and support to u rn 💘💝💖💗💓💞💕💟❣️❤️🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜

are we about to kiss? (JOKE)

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Why

Why you write them so good ?

I want to bite and chew them grgrrgrr

I'm madly in love rn

the urge to bite and chew is so strong within this one. just a hunch.

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Fun fact: I actually feel honored and burst of excitement whenever you talk about me

-💤

RAAAAGH thats so nice of you!!!!!

im really nothing special, just a little blog, but thank you <333333