#I'll kidnap him in a cuddle

[screeching-bunny]

Need more of our yan slasher,he's so pookie,i wanna bite his cheeks (in a affectionate way) and cuddle with him until the end of times,he's such a cutie 😭💗

Yandere! Slasher Pt.2

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’

Pt. 1

After reading the message sent by Yandere! Slasher, everyone subconsciously looked at you. Never in your life did you want to go home more badly than you did right now. Why did you even decide to go to a party in the first place? You don’t even like people in general! You were definitely never going out to socialize with others after this. If only there were more booze around here you really didn’t want to handle this situation semi sober.

You: “... What are you all looking at me for, they gave out a very vague description of someone. This could literally be anyone in this room with similar features to me.”

The next minute the phone screen immediately lights up with a message.

Yandere! Slasher: “I’m talking about you.”

You: “...”

After a few more seconds of silence, you finally managed to suppress the fear and uneasiness in your heart. You took the phone from the person beside you and carefully looked back at the messages that were sent by Yandere! Slasher. Finally looking down at the text box you begin to slowly type a message.

You: “Sorry, I don’t like guys with dark hair.”

Yandere! Slasher: “I can always dye it.”

You: “I don’t like your face.”

Yandere! Slasher: “There’s always plastic surgery”

You: “How do I know that you're rich? What if you’re lying and actually not broke.”

Yandere! Slasher: “I’ll buy you whatever you want right now. I can even send you my credit card information if you decide to be with me.

Damn you were broke but not broke enough to allow yourself to be with some killer. If it weren’t for your morals you would have probably folded by now.

Yandere! Slasher: “Well it’s not like you have a choice anyways. I plan on making you my spouse either way. You can either come with me willingly or I could take you by force…. Well looks like you’re taking too long. I'll decide for you.”

With that text message sent, you immediately began to feel queasy. You were struggling to keep your eyes wide open and your body was beginning to become very sluggish. Slowly but surely your senses were starting to stop and the last thing that you were able to hear were the sound of your peers screaming for help. With one last attempt to get out of your situation, you try to slowly crawl away. Only for your attempts to be interrupted when someone gently picks you up. “You’re not going anywhere cutie.” and with that you were now fully unconscious.

—

The next morning you woke up with the world’s worst hangover in the world. Never in your life did you feel this fucked up and and groggy all at once. You begin to raise up your body but soon realize that your body was tightly restricted by some rope and you were wrapped in the arms of some guy. The immediate thought in your head was that this was, last night was either the kinkiest night of your life or some random weirdo had ended up kidnapping you. Due to your movements the man next to you begins to wake up and looks over to you with a smile on his face.

“Cutie! I’m so glad you’re awake. We have so many things that we need to discuss right now! I’ve been thinking about the names of our future kids. Do you have any preferences? I don’t really mind what we name them but I want a lot of kids! Wait! I’m being so inconsiderate right now. I never even asked you if you wanted kids. If you don’t like them we can adopt as many pets as we physically can and we–”

As he was rambling it finally hit you. He was the fucking weirdo from the night before. You wanted to fucking die. Never in a million years did you think that you’d have to deal with a serial killer and an extrovert at that. Maybe if you pretended to be deaf he would stop talking to you. You begin to look at him and begin to make gestures with your head and facial expressions to signify that you were deaf. Yandere! Slasher looks at you for a few minutes before laughing.

“Sweetie, that's not going to work. I’ve been stalking you for the last couple of years. I know that you’re not deaf. Besides I’ve looked at your medical, you're perfectly healthy right now. Which reminds me, my precious little darling must be starving right now. It’s my job as your future husband to take care of you. Now wait right here for me.”

With that he leaves you entrapped alone in the room. Although your eyes were still a little blurry you were still able to make out the contents of the room. Scanning the room, your eyes fell upon a glint of metal under a desk —a discarded tool left by neglect or chance. Adrenaline surged as you inched closer, your heart racing in synchrony with your movements. With trembling fingers, you grasped the tool, the cold touch sending a shiver down your spine.

Summoning every ounce of determination, you started sawing at the ropes, each movement a blend of agony and hope. The metallic smell of blood filled your nose as the sharp edges of the tool cut into your skin. With each passing second, the knots loosened, freedom within tantalizing reach. With one last rough movement you were able to be free of your binds. As you made your way towards the window. A creak soon shatters the silence and the door swings open. Revealing your kidnapper's looming silhouette.

“Look at you all covered in blood because I left the room. Did you really think I would leave the room without any monitors watching you? I was hoping that you wouldn't try to escape but I guess I’ll have to be training you from now on cutie. Guess I’ll have to punish you right now. Do me a favor and lay down won’t you?”

#yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere slasher

[semisolidmind]

In your survivor au, what do you think DogDay's reaction would be anytime he found y/n with CatNap? (That includes mostly when catnap snags y/n for cuddles)

just curious lol I wanna hear your thoughts

rage.

dogday has very little tolerance for catnap's tomfoolery, especially in the first few days of their attempt at coexistence. he keeps a close eye on both catnap and y/n, just to make sure the cat doesn't try anything.

of course, he can't be with y/n all the time. so perhaps there's an instance where he, poppy, and kissy are out on a walk while y/n is in town; he doesn't expect them back for a while.

however, y/n gets home a bit early. catnap, noticing the lack of opposition, sees an opportunity.

he watches. he waits for the right moment. then he pounces.

with a small dosage of red smoke (not enough to fully knock them out, but enough to make them slow and groggy), catnap steals y/n away to the barn, picking them up by the back of their coat. they struggle weakly as he saunters into the barn, heaving himself and his quarry up into the loft in one jump.

he gently deposits y/n into his nest before curling up around them. he settles, ignoring their slurred admonishing in favor of rubbing his face against their hair. he purrs. he's just taking the attention he believes he's owed, after all. they're so doting on the other toys...it's only fair he get some of his savior's attention, too.

as the effects of the red smoke slowly wear off, y/n sighs and seems to accept their fate of being cuddled. they can't exactly move the heavy, powerful limbs holding them close.

so, they talk to catnap. they try to convince him that kidnapping them isn't the way to go about getting attention, but the feline simply gazes at y/n through lazily lidded eyes. when their pleas for freedom go unheard, y/n resigns themself to their fate; instead, they tell him about whatever it is they got done that day. at least the occasional twitch of a large purple ear lets them know that he's listening.

meanwhile, dogday and the girls are returning from their walk, flowers and a few foraged mushrooms in hand. dogday sees y/n's vehicle in front of the garage, and assumes they're in the house. except, when he goes inside, calling for them, there's no answer. poppy yells for them too, checking the rooms upstairs.

"they're not here!" she calls back to dogday.

a chill goes down his spine and his hackles immediately raise.

catnap.

dogday is out the front door in a flash, snagging his axe (it's a normal size, but it looks smaller in his hands) from the side of the house on the way.

he runs towards the barn, knowing that's where that thing took his angel.

dogday kicks the weathered double doors in, head snapping in the direction of the loft. just as he suspected, catnap has y/n trapped between his deadly claws, prone and vulnerable.

"catnap!" he roars in outrage. "i swear if you've hurt them in any way, i'll—!"

y/n calls his name, and he stops. through his rage, he sees them. they're...they're not hurt. though he's glad to see them unharmed, he won't be happy until they're safely away from his enemy. he hears y/n sigh tiredly.

this isn't the first time this has happened, and it won't be the last.

they sluggishly pull themselves from between catnap's paws, and though the cat grumbles his discontent, he's obviously not looking to start a fight with the pissed off dog still brandishing an axe down below. the look y/n gives him cows him even more. he looks away, and allows y/n the space to stand. as much as he wishes he could keep them, their ever-so-loyal hound won't allow it.

he'll have to be sneakier next time.

y/n shakily stands up. they've built up some tolerance to the red smoke, but... it can still knock them off their feet if they're not expecting it. they make their way to the lofts' rickety ladder, only taking a few steps down before dogday is there, gathering them into one arm (the other still holding his axe, eyes never leaving catnap and ready to swing the moment the feline moves).

y/n sighs again. they rest their head on dogday's shoulder, slumping down as he quickly gets them out of the barn. they hear more than see dogday slam the barns' doors shut. they can feel how his breathing slows from its angry seethe, calmer now that they're with him.

y/n can feel how the large canine presses his head to theirs, giving an affectionate nuzzle that earns a little laugh from them. he huffs a bit, still upset that he wasn't able to stop them from being nabbed in the first place.

on their way back into the house, dogday leaves his axe on the porch, closing and locking the front door behind them.

poppy and kissy are in the living room, and they watch dogday carry y/n upstairs. poppy shakes her head and sighs. she's really not sure why y/n won't just let dogday kill catnap, especially since the feline keeps doing stuff like this. she puts that thought to the side as she and kissy decide on a movie.

dogday takes y/n into their shared room. he lays them gently on the bed, helping them remove their shoes and coat. y/n groans and pulls themself under the covers. the smokes' effects will fully wear off in a couple of hours, but for now it feels like serious jetlag. y/n closes their eyes.

as they settle in, they hear dogday sigh. as expected, he begins to settle himself next to them, curling up and holding them close. one large hand rests on their back, gently stroking their shoulder. y/n nuzzles into the soft fur of his chest.

as they fall asleep under the watchful eye of their guard dog, y/n hopes they can maintain some semblance of peace between their family and the stray in the barn.

#uughh ooorgh this feels rushed but i needed it written down and outta my head

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the best kitty - jingyuan

summary; mimi is just too lovable.

genre/extra tags; i love big cats sm :(, jingyuan is a cat trapped inside a general /j, fluff, comedy, clingy jingyuan my beloved, reader is a certified cat lover, big stretch and big yawn !!! iykyk

[gender neutral! reader] [reader is not trailblazer]

word count; 537

a/n; jingyuan enjoyers everywhere, we all actually love mimi /j i love mimi, i want to see mimi in game, Madge >:( hoyo you cowards show us the big cat and let me pet em

"oh, mimi! hi baby!" you cooed as mimi slowly strides over to you, pushing its head against your leg. it chuffs, greeting you as if you were one of its kin. "you look so happy today!" you soon sit on the ground, petting the oversized cat.

from afar stands a lone general. a general who is more than willing to cuddle with his lover but alas the beauty of his impulse buy is stealing all of your attention.

"ack- mimi, you're so big! you're gonna squish me!" the lazy cat rests on your lap, yawning. "big yawn!" you scratch its chin. mimi stretches its head back. "you're so pretty! love you so much!" you press your face into mimi's fur.

"i'm pretty too." jingyuan whines. he dejectedly crawls over to you and mimi. "what about me?" he pouts, moving to rest his head on mimi's body. he looks at you as he tries to gain your attention.

"mm, i don't know..." you pretend to think. mimi twists its body and gets up, leaving the general on the floor. you snicker, "i think mimi is trying to tell me something. what is it, mimi?" mimi spins two times before settling right by your side and laying down its head on your lap. "i think mimi said no."

"okay but you didn't say no." he sits up, moving closer to you to lean his entire weight on you.

"jingyuan!" you yelp as you're forced to lay on the ground. "stop it! you're heavy!"

"but you don't complain when mimi is laying on you!" he wraps his arms around your waist.

"mimi doesn't try to kill me with its weight!" you push your hands against his chest but this man is more than determined to get all your affection and leave nothing for his competition. "are you really jealous of a cat?"

"yes."

you sigh at his immediate answer. "can we at least lay on the couch or the bed?"

"no mimi?"

"love, mimi is more than big enough to figure out how to open a door. mimi will be breaking in to save me." you feel yourself get carried, wrapping your legs around jingyuan's waist to keep yourself steady. "mimi would never kidnap me like this."

"mimi is too attached to you." he huffed, looking down at the white lion. "i saw them first, they're mine." he sticks his tongue out. the pale lion chuffs, looking up at its petty owner. "don't look at me with them big ol' eyes." mimi chuffs again, butting its head against jingyuan's legs.

"i love mimi a normal amount."

"that's a lie."

"yeah, you're right about that. but i also love you. you really do not need to be getting jealous over a cat. mimi is just an affectionate baby."

"too late. mimi, y/n is mine." he's already running to the bed. mimi follows easily, the young cub slinks its way into the bedroom. "back! back i say!"

"jingyuan." you crossed your arms, giving him a pointed look. "i'll give your attention. don't scold mimi."

the white haired male grumbles before getting comfortable in your arms. "i'm supposed to be the one with all the attention, you know..."

"well, it's not my fault my lover bought a lion home. the least i could do is nurture the baby."

"mimi is anything but a baby."

#honkai jingyuan x reader #honkai jing yuan #honkai x reader #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr jing yuan #jingyuan x reader #hsr x reader #hsr jingyuan #hsr jingyuan x reader #jing yuan hsr #jing yuan

[francis-writes]

FEYD-RAUTHA HARKONNEN NSFW ALPHABET

A/N: btw in these headcanons as well as my other posts about Dune i kinda mix movie and book versions of character

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Feyd-Rautha isn't the most affectionate person, even if you're together. He just falls asleep, hugged into you. He may help you clean yourself and take care of the wounds if it was particularly rough session.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

It would be a hard decision but if he had to choose, Feyd would say that he most likes his hands. The way they use a knife, how they engulf your neck... he loves how many lives he took with his hand and you still kiss them and want them on your body.

When it comes to you, Feyd would probably choose all these spots that he uses to make you shiver and writhe. He knows you body well and remember where he needs to focus when he wants to give you pain or pleasure.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

In you, almost always. He sees it as a kind of marking his territory (there was that one fanfic where Harkonnens had black cum so basically everyone could notice stains and knew that they fucked and I absolutely love this headcanon), moreover he needs to secure his line and get an heir.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It takes a bit of time together for Feyd to accept this (and even longer to admit it) but he enjoys being soft with you. He still loves violence and rough sex but he also likes cuddling with you and being petted.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I suppose we all know the answer. Sex and violence are two things he mastered.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He can't choose just one. Missionary is good for keeping eye contact and observing your reactions. Anything where he takes you from behind, gives him feeling of control and domination. Also there are a lots of moment when you're restrained in all possible positions.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Feyd isn't a very humorous person in general and sex is no exception. Smile is the best you can get from him.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I'll go here with his 2023 movie look and say that he's as bald and smooth down there, as everywhere else.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Well, he's not the most romantic person. Even if he loves you, he doesn't know how to show it except for being more delicate and caring with you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He rather doesn't do it. When he's horny, he can just find you or one of his concubines.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

You can pry that headcanon from my cold dead hands but I think that he has a mommy kink. He didn't got much affection in his life, growing up in Harkonnen's family and in movie version he killed his mother sooo lots of issues here (in comics he was just kidnapped from parents as a small kid so not much better). Anyway, he wouldn't admit it but he loves when you hug him and stroke his head as he rests on your chest or belly. Praise him, tell him that you love him, you're proud of him and he will melt in your arms.

Also, of course, all kinds of BDSM. Feyd prefers to cause pain but he's sadomasochistic and lets you torture him as well. I won't list specific things he likes because it would be easier to list things he doesn't like.

And semi-public sex? He wants people to hear how he fucks you and to know that you're his and his only.

Perhaps breeding kink (but in Dune almost everybody has breeding kink; bene gesserit is as if somebody had breeding kink and decided to make this everyone's problem). As I mentioned, he sees this kinda as marking his territory and bounding you to him? And of course, he needs an heir (not that he actually likes children).

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His bedroom is the best. There's a big bed and all of his toys and tools... but Feyd isn't picky. If mood strikes him, he may fuck you on any surface.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Almost everything lol

But just to give a random example, he's always horny after fight, especially if he kills someone (same if you love violence as well and kill somebody).

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Hmm he's rather possesive so it may be hard to convince him to a threesome. But at the other hand, he's a hedonist so maybe he would like it.

It's hard to say what he wouldn't do because as I say later, this man is down to try almost everything.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

It's not his favourite sexual thing to do, but he never refuses a blowjob. He prefers receiving, giving you oral is a rare occasion. He can do this, just usually his pleasure has priority.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually fast and rough, Feyd only goes slow when he wants to tease you or to torture you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Feyd prefers longer sessions when he can focus on the act and perhaps torture you a little but quickies are not far away in the ranking. As I mentioned, he has a very high libido, so it often happens during the day that he's busy and don't have much time so he just pulls you to the nearest room. And if some servant walks in (very unlikely, considering all the noises alarming people what's happening behind the doors)? Then that's their problem. Feyd doesn't stop thrusting into you, as they leave the room in hurry.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Feyd is that type of man who will try anything in his life at least once, so take care of yourself.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

In general, he has amazing stamina (years of training paid off) but it depends on situation, like, whether you have a standard fast fucking just to satisfy your lust, or you have a whole session with long foreplay. Amount of rounds varies but he can go for a few hours.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Feyd has a whole collection, whatever he could get. Dildos, clamps, spreader bars, ropes, whips, knives, needles, wax candles, dick rings, chastity belts, butt plugs and a few things that look like torture devices. Anyway, both of you use it rather frequently.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves to tease you. With his voice, his words, even his gestures seem sexual. He also likes to touch (or rather grope) you through the day. Fortunately, he has a high libido so it won't take long before he pulls you to the nearest free room.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He isn't very loud, if he moans or gasps, he does it rather quietly. But he likes every once in awhile talk to you and tease you. Maybe it's nothing special but even "How does it feel, my pet? Don't be shy, look me in the eyes" said in his low voice can make you shiver.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He is actually a switch. Top leaning but occasionally enjoys when you take control. And, no matter who's in charge, he's still a sadomasochist so even when he's dominating, he wants you to give him pain.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Perfectly average but he knows how to use it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Probably you all expected this, but yeah. Very high. There's no day without sex and not just one round.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Rather quickly. He has a good stamina but sex takes a lot of his energy, especially considering how long you do it and how much he engages in it.

#feyd rautha imagine #feyd rautha x reader #feyd rautha #feyd rautha harkonnen #dune imagine #dune part two #house harkonnen

[yanderehsr]

Yandere Lyney, Zhongli, Dottore ((why not)) Neuvillette and Tighnari bring up the idea one day that they want a baby but darling dislikes children so she keeps changing the subject or ignoring the idea all together completely shutting that thought down plus the very idea of it makes her stomach cringe having a baby with them

I have a good idea which 4 I'll pick here, Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping, Suggestive in all of them, proceed at your own risk

Zhongli: You can't tell me this guy doesn't want children with you at all costs, so when you change subject and reject the idea, it honestly hurts him a bit, did you not want to have children with him, isn't he good enough. He can't deal with that, he is going to have a child with you no matter what you say.

All Zhongli needs is to slip you some nice sleeping aids, and he'll whisk you away to somewhere so far removed from society that only he knows about it, you have only yourself to blame here, if you hadn't rejected him then this wouldn't be happening at all, you will wake up sore with Zhongli cuddling you, you have no idea where you are and you feel strange, weird huh.

"This wouldn't be happening if you just accepted it from the very beginning. I am sure you'll be a great mother"

Dottore: Let's be honest here, this freak doesn't do this because he has a kink or because he genuinely wants a family, these children serve two reasons. One, they will bind you to him, it's something of a possessive bond. Two, they are experiments plain and simple.

Dottore also finds a bonus in all of this, he can use children to threaten you to be compliant, he doesn't care about your refusals or your discomfort, he just wants to pump a baby into you so it's easier to get you to obey. He doesn't even hide it and that's what is scariest.

"Wake up, I have confirmed that it worked this time... why are you crying, aren't you happy to have a child? No matter, you are having it whether you want to or not"

Neuvillette: He has brought it up to you so many times and each time you either change subject or completely shut the idea down, it's honestly starting to get to him a little, shouldn't the ultimate goal of any female be to have a child, that is atleast what he understood from other humans.

Neuvillette isn't someone who would force you to have a child, that would go against his morals, or the little morals he has left after kidnapping you, you can at the very least be happy he isn't someone who would force this, he will continue asking tho, hoping that one day you will say yes.

"I just wanted to bring up the subject of potential future childre-... Oh, ok, I understand, could you tell me how your day has been at the very least"

Tighnari: Fennec foxes mates for life, meaning they only get together with one person ever, and that so happens with you, Tighnari does want children but wont force anything if you don't want it, that is until he enters his heat.

Tighnari before a heat will force you away from him, but this time he forgot, and you happened to walk in on him during the heat, he would catch you quickly to have his way with you, he can't really control what he's doing here, but when he goes back to normal he finds himself happy instead, he is sure you'll make a great mother.

"Well there's nothing we can do now about it... you don't need to be so sad about it, I'll be with you every step of the way, MY mate"

#yandere #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere male #yandere zhongli #yandere zhongli x reader #yandere dottore #yandere dottore x reader #yandere neuvillette #yandere neuvillette x reader #yandere tighnari #yandere tighnari x reader

[invidiia]

❐ - yandere!dazai and yandere!chuuya comforting the reader on their period

notes ; headcanons for anyone else who on their period rn </3 the worst thing ever tbh.. this is kinda self indulgent

prompt ; dazai and chuuya's (separate) darling gets their period and they comfort them

warnings ; yandere themes, blood, kidnapped!reader, drugging, ada!dazai, soft!yan chuuya and dazai, mentions of sex but no actual doing it, mention of stalking, afab reader, toxic relationships

masterlist - rules - last post

dazai ::

it's not like you can hide your period from dazai, especially if he kidnapped you.

dazai doesn't know a ton about periods - sure, he knows that they existed, but he didn't think the situation through when he first kidnapped you. he didn't buy pads or anything in advance when he first decided to take you for himself, so when he woke up to see blood on the sheets under you, dazai was a tiny bit surprised.

but not entirely - he should have known the time of your month would roll around soon enough. dazai wasn't mad or upset at all.

"ah.. belladonna, why didn't you tell me about this? no, i'm not mad at you! i think this means no sex for.. how long?! i don't think i'll surviivee~!"

just ignore his wailing and you'll probably be fine

dazai's not actually upset, he really does wanna help you. he'll wrap you in a blanket while he goes to leave for the store, poking your cheek and smiling a little too softly while he tells you to be good while he's gone

he doesn't have bad intentions or anything, he's just being overly nice to you because he just feels like it

he comes back from the store with whatever you neeed, he probably asked a female member of the agency or a worker or someone else who knew what to get for you, because there is absolutely no way in hell he actually knows what to buy

but he definitely came back with a few things that you liked!! no point in asking how he knew you liked the stuff, because he'll just say he stalked you, and that might just make you more uncomfortable. best not to question him!!

he sees your cramp pain as an excuse to hold and touch you more. he doesn't care that you're bleeding the entire time, dazai just likes that he can hold you!

of course, he realizes that cuddles don't stop the cramping - he just thinks it'll help a lot more. dazai get's super touchy and clingy because he knows that you're less likely to resist. even if you do, he doesn't mind unless you insult him, because then he'll just lock you in the bathroom with water and some of the snacks he bought you to give you some 'alone time.' after about an hour or two, he's sure you'll come back into his arms!! <3

oh, belladonna, i thought you didn't want to cuddle, and now you're holding onto me..? no matter, i'm glad you've finally came around.. is there anything you want?

chuuya ::

chuuya also knows about periods and what they are, but he knows a little bit more about them than dazai, because he's just him yk?? he's that dude (other than jay from the kubz scouts)

when he first woke up to you next to him with blood under you, he thought you were hurt or something, but then when he woke you up, you had to explain to him that you just got your period and that you were fine.

by your argument, chuuya made a big deal out of it, but by chuuya's, he was just helping you feel better.

"darling, stop movin', i'm just trying to make you feel better.. what? yeah.. yeah, i'll get whatever you want, okay?"

if you yell at him, he'll just give you space. of course he'll still get you what you want, he'll just be.. less doting.

he'll even go as far to ignore you. so while you're wailing in pain from your cramps, chuuya's sitting down comfortably on the couch, reading and paying no attention to your little sobs from the pain of your cramps. it's really just a toxic thing - he doesn't wanna see you in such pain, he really doesn't. but why should he be so kind to you if you don't want to be nice?

i can imagine an argument breaking out between you two, because he can't ignore you forever. if you decide to yell at him again, then he'll just yell back.

chuuya might even just drug you to shut you up, offering you tea or medicine to help you feel better. but five minutes later, you're out like a light while he picks up your body to wrap you up back in blankets.

you'll probably wake up with arms wrapped around your waist with his knee inbetween your thighs. chances are, you're still affected by the drug and too tired to move or push him off. he understands that cuddling doesn't fully stop the cramp pain, but he doesn't care, because all chuuya wants to do is help you.

"don't move.. it's okay. just go back to sleep. i love you, okay?"

#klya..writes #yandere dazai x reader #yandere dazai osamu #yandere osamu dazai #yandere chuuya nakahara #yandere chuuya x reader #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #bsd x reader #yandere ​bsd x reader #tw yandere #tw stalking #tw d

[auspicioustidings]

Firewatch 11

Summary: You just want to sleep, but Price needs you to calm down first.

Words: 2.8k

CW: Kidnapping, light bdsm

When Johnny tried to touch you, you only buried yourself into Simon and glowered at him. He looked wounded, pulling his hand back from where it had been poised to stroke your hair. None of them understood why you were reacting like that. You seemed back to yourself, but then it would stand to reason that you would be most scared of Simon. And yet now you were only too happy to be held by him. Only him.

As far as you were concerned it was a survival tactic. If you were always by Simon, none of them could kill you without going through him. And you weren’t really sure anyone could go through him. He seemed happy enough to play protector, thumb rubbing firm circles into your waist and teeth nibbling at the tip of your ear every so often. You suspected he was probably looking at the others when he did it, gloating. Good. 

“You need to eat sweetheart” he purred into your ear.

“Mm, don’t tell me what to do Simon.”

“Bratty even when you’re half dead.”

“Bossy even when I’m being nice.”

He chuckled at that. If he were a better man perhaps he would feel bad that Price, Johnny and Gaz were at the kitchen island looking like grumpy little puppies. As he was not a better man he only shot them a lopsided grin. Why shouldn’t he be happy? You were safe, your temperature was back to normal, you were in his arms and letting his fingers sink into the fat of your waist, letting his teeth lazily graze the skin of your ear. The fear of losing you gave way to how you fit so fucking perfectly against him. He couldn’t help but imagine how else you might fit together, how perfectly warm and wet and tight you’d be around him. Fuck would you let him take you to his bed? He didn't even need to make love to you just yet if you were still stubborn about everything, just hold you, feel your heartbeat and the warmth of your skin proving you were alive. 

“Like you nice, should give it to me more often” he said with his hand testing the waters, squeezing the meat of your thigh dangerously close to your ass. 

“Don't get used to it, can't imagine it'll be a frequent occurrence.”

You felt the squeeze and your body gave a valiant attempt at arousal, but it was like molasses, sticky and slow moving in your exhaustion. You didn't mind it, if anything it was sort of nice. His chuckle betrayed his own exhaustion a little, the raspiness of it pointing to him having had a very stressful day. 

“Then let me enjoy it while it lasts hm? Eat something for me sweetheart.”

Stupid man being stupidly charming. You didn't really feel like eating, you had went past hungry at some point in the cold and now you just wanted to stay cuddled up to someone you were steadfastly believing was safe and go to sleep. He kept jostling you though, a nip to your ear, a squeeze of your thigh or a finger tracing your spine keeping you awake from how it caused little thrills through you. 

“You make it.”

“Hm?”

“I'm not eating whatever they made. You make it. Or give me something that's sealed.”

Well that was an alarming thing to hear you mumble softly against him. The smug happiness of having you favour him was rapidly turning into concern. What exactly did you think they were going to do to you? Did you think they would poison you or were you just refusing to eat anything from them out of pettiness?

“Why?”

“I'll make it myself then” you grumbled, pushing away from him even though every fibre of you hated it.

Oh he did not like that if the growl was anything to go by. Simon stood with little warning, an arm banding under your ass to keep you wrapped around him. You tensed, knowing he was going over to the others and not being sure you really wanted to be near them. Price maybe, he had been kind, he was asleep when Johnny and Kyle had been discussing your murder. Second murder you supposed. But you couldn't really be sure he wasn't in on it. Then again you couldn't be sure Simon wasn't, but you didn't have much choice but to believe him. 

You were placed lightly on the kitchen island and he took a small step back, forcing you out into the open. You had felt a lot less vulnerable wrapped up in him, face buried in his shoulder. Your skin prickled with the gazes you felt on you. 

“I was only gone a few days, what exactly happened in that time that's got you not willing to eat anything they've made?”

“What? That true little bird? You are not starving yourself, you're already in enough trouble for running off like that” Price said, trying to temper himself.

He was off balance with this whole situation. You had seemed on the edge of giving in before he went to sleep (which he now felt incredibly guilty about) and then he wakes up to you gone? And now after letting them rescue you, Simon shows up and you are suddenly only willing to speak to him. You hadn't been refusing to eat before. You had been a brat about it sure, but you hadn't refused. 

You looked at Price, not sure how to untangle your feelings towards him. He could not be in on it, surely not. If he had wanted to kill you he could have smothered you while you were in his bed. Johnny spoke and while you didn't mean to, you flinched. Everybody certainly noticed.

“We dinnae ken what's happening in that bonnie– I… baby what's wrong?”

“Back off Johnny.”

“I didnae dae anything!”

While you were glad Simon was telling him off you wished he'd just let you cling to him again. This wasn't a conversation you wanted to have right now, you just wanted to sleep for 16 hours in a warm bed. You'd probably take a warm body in it if it wasn't someone who had openly spoken about killing you. 

“Everything seemed fine the other night luv, you were getting along.”

You did glance at Kyle, seeing him look alarmed at how you froze up when he spoke the same way you had for Johnny. He was right, you were getting along. It had been almost peaceful, you had been almost calm. Maybe that had been what they had been waiting for. 

“Simon.”

You said his name as a soft plead, hoping you could get out of this conversation. You didn't want to say it out loud. You didn't want to make it real. Because goddamnit you kind of liked them. You liked teasing Johnny when Dosia was horrible to him, you liked watching Kyle cook. It was so stupid of you to fall for it, to find yourself liking them. Please let Price be outside of it, please let him want you alive. Heartbreak twice over was already enough. 

There was a stunned sort of silence at your little plea. It wasn't really like you at all, not the you they had been getting to know. These men knew one another well enough that they could each tell that nobody knew what was going on here. This wasn’t you being angry or scared that they were keeping you here. This was something else, and none of them knew why. Price moved into your eye line and you lowered your gaze stubbornly to the ground, but you didn’t seem the same level of upset as you were with Soap or Gaz. 

His brow furrowed and he crooked a finger under your chin, making you tilt your head up and look at him. He could feel how agitated Simon had gotten at you saying his name like that, but he also knew that he trusted him with you. He trusted he would make this right. So he stayed where he was, leaning against the kitchen counter and crossing his arms to ensure he wouldn’t reach out while Price tried to fix whatever had went so horribly wrong.

“What’s going on?”

“Failed escape attempt, obviously.”

“Try again little bird.”

Oh, he was using that voice again. That one that oozed authority and made you want to push and push and push until he snapped. Only now you didn’t know what that meant. Part of you hoped he would just backhand you, show you his true colours so you could get over whatever this ridiculous feeling was. Another part badly wanted him to take some sort of control, force your racing thoughts to calm. Fuck you were demented.

“You wanted me to stay put, you should have clipped my wings.”

“That what you want?”

Maybe. Maybe you just wanted them to stop fucking toying with you. You were exhausted, fear and misery had drained you and you just wanted to give in, but your already incredibly wounded pride would really rather he made you give in so you could pretend you had fought it.

“Does it matter what I want John?”

He considered you for a while, the world holding its breath in anticipation. You didn’t realise how tense you really were until he moved his hand to the nape of your neck, tugging you off of the counter, fingers and thumb gripping with enough pressure that it loosened you all at once. The others didn’t intervene as he marched you out of the kitchen and into his office, the click of the lock causing a full body shiver. He was behind you and you just let your eyes softly unfocus on the wall as he bent slightly to speak right into your ear.

“I didn’t want to do this right now. You need rest. But you’re too wound up for that aren’t you little bird? Won’t even eat if we can’t get you calmed down.”

His foot slid between yours, pushing gently to get your legs to widen as he pressed on your neck, bending you over the desk. You didn’t have resistance left to give as you settled on your elbows. His hand running down your spine made you sigh. 

“This… it doesn’t change anything” you said softly as tugged on your sweatpants, getting access to the bare swell of your ass.

“Course not. Bet’s still on, and I still intend to win.”

–

Gaz couldn’t sleep. He was half tempted to do what Soap had done and sneak into Ghost’s bed for some form of bloody comfort. He hadn’t seen you since Price had taken you into that office, although they all knew exactly what would have happened in there. He knew you were due punishment for running away like that, but it unsettled him that it had happened so soon. You weren’t right yet, you were still… well he didn’t know. That was the problem. Shock he could understand, but he thought they had warmed you up and got you lucid again. And then you had looked at him like you were scared of him. You had never looked at him like that before, not even when you had been spitting mad and screaming at Soap. 

He trusted Price, he knew that he’d figure out what was wrong, knew that he’d take care of you in whatever way you needed it. But it didn’t help him sleep. He wanted to take care of you. He wanted you to cosy into him like you had done with Ghost. It drove him wild watching how his fingers had sunk into you, how you had let them. Fuck it was so stupid, Kyle’s fingers had been inside you but he was getting jealous of the intimacy of another mans fingers even touching you.

He was driving himself a little crazy going over your last interaction with him, trying to figure out what he had done wrong. You had been fine, you had even laughed when he had made a cutesy little smiley face on your omelette with ketchup. He wasn’t about to pretend that you were happy being kept by them like this, but he was so sure you had been beginning to settle. Him and Soap were going to wait until Simon was back and then make their case to him and Price that they should talk to you about giving you some freedom. They couldn’t let you just run to the police, but what if they built you your own place? Just like your little cottage. They thought they could make you happy with that for the time being, work on it until maybe you’d like to move somewhere far away with them. Then they could take you out on dates without incriminating themselves. They just needed to convince you that you wanted to go on them. And somehow he had fucked it all up. 

The light knock on his door had him out of the bed in record time to answer. He knew how a knock sounded for people, and that was too light to be Ghost or Price (Soap never knocked, fucking git that he was). He should have tried to be more cool and collected but he wrenched open the door and just flustered for a moment at you standing there in pjs. Fuck you were pretty. You looked tired still, but calm, he suspected Price had probably given you what you needed. 

“I… um. Can I come in?”

He nodded rapidly and stood aside to let you wander into his room. You seemed maybe a little nervous, but at least not scared of him. He hated that you had been scared of him. He hated not being able to figure out why.

“Are you-”

“I wanted-”

You both paused and there was a moment of each of you trying to get the other to go first until Kyle sighed and very gently moved you to sit on his bed so he could crouch in front of you, taking both your hands in his.

“Are you ok luv?”

“Tired. John gave me the soup you made, it was nice.”

He had fed you after he had rewired your brain with the absolute leathering he had given your ass. You were pretty sure you had cried during, but it was all a little hazy. It was a stupid thing to do, but you found you trusted him. Hard not to when he had climbed into the bath with you, washed your hair and gently dried and moisturised you after without once trying to take advantage.

You had nearly choked spying on him when you were supposed to be undressing for the bath, watching through the crack in the bathroom door to his room as he leaned his forearm heavily against the wall and quickly jacked himself off. Fuck, you knew he had done it because he wanted to make sure he wouldn’t be getting hard with you naked in his arms and you had to throw cold water on your face to try and pretend you weren’t flushed with the thought that he wanted you that badly but wouldn’t do anything to you even in your vulnerable state. Made it hard not to trust him really. You had been suddenly glad for how utterly exhausted you were because while your body had made an attempt at getting you aroused it had been overpowered by bone tiredness.

Instead you had let him take care of you and pull you into his arms in bed. And you had finally talked. You told him what you had overheard and he told you that without a shadow of a doubt you had misunderstood. He’d even offered to knock their heads together for even accidentally frightening you like that. And you were so thoroughly out of emotions, so run through with the events of the day, that you couldn’t find it in you to not just believe him. He hadn't stopped you when you had mumbled that you wanted to see Kyle, he had just pressed his lips to your hair and let you go. 

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

“I thought you and Johnny were going to kill me. I overheard you in the kitchen,” you answered, no energy for anything but blunt honesty.

Kyle took a moment to figure out what the fuck you were talking about and then groaned and hid his head in your joined hands. 

“Fuck. Oh fuck. I should have thought about how that would sound with you right in the next room, I’m sorry, it wasn’t anything like what you’re thinking, it- well we-”

You squeezed his hands to get him to look at you again.

“S’ok. I’d just like to sleep if that’s ok.”

He wasn’t going to argue with you when you were sat in his bed, when you wanted to share it. So he just smiled and let you crawl under the covers so he could slot in right behind you. 

He fit there. 

#mhairiwrites #cod au #tf 141 x reader #I am not doing super hot right now and this is very jumbled and a bit nonsensical #but it was this chapter or no chapter at all :')

[thehusbandoden]

You Flinch During an Argument -Aizawa Shota

A/n: sorry this took so long!! I feel like I'm going to go into a block soon and it's driving me crazy >.<

This is another short one :') hopefully I'll get back to the longer ones soon <33

General info: angst to fluff/comfort | 508 words | female reader

Warnings!: Flinching, arguing, and pregnancy <3. Please let me know if I miss any <33!

Dabi | Hawks | Todoroki Shoto | Bakugo Katsuki | Midoriya Izuku | Shigaraki Tomura | Aizawa Shota | Amajiki Tamaki | Kirishima Eijiro | Shinso Hitoshi

You and Shota both agreed on keeping your relationship a secret from the public due to safety reasons. Your family and close friends knew, but that was it, Shota hadn't told his students anything but he was in a long term relationship, and you didn't tell your coworkers anything except that you were married.

It's been that way for the entire seven years that you've been together -married for four.

Until today.

Shota had barely survived a horrid villain attack, and he couldn't wait to come home to your worried self and be spoiled by you.

But that didn't happen.

Instead, you decided to rush out to him and fret over him in public.

Between asking if he was okay, promising cuddles and kisses, kissing him on the lips, and asking him if he wanted food or sleep first the crowd and cameras figured out your secret, and now Shota was being reprimanded and you were in danger.

~

The drive home was deadly silent as Shota tried to control his anger and you realized how badly you screwed up.

After you got into the house Shota was dead quiet, ignoring you and your offers to help. After an hour of his silence you broke, hormones driving you wild.

"Shota please talk to me." You mutter, standing in front of your husband who was silently reading a book on the couch.

After a few seconds of silence you grabbed Shota's book and carefully sat on his lap, making sure to avoid his injuries littering his torso.

"Shota."

Shota simply glared at you before turning to his phone, scrolling through Denki's stupid tiktoks.

"Shot-"

"Will you stop?? In order to refrain myself from yelling at my pregnant wife I'm staying silent. Is that so bad?!"

"But Shota I'm sorry!"

"Sorry isn't going to cut it! Now you and our baby are in a lot more danger- y/n a villain could kidnap you to get to me! That's why we were hiding it in the first place!"

"I-I'm sorry!" You cry, tears springing to your eyes as you stare up at Shota, wishing to disappear.

"What did I just sa-"

Shota stopped as you flinched back, falling onto the ground as you stared up at him. That's when he noticed that his quick activated in his anger. Quickly deactivating it, Shota hurried to your side as his hair fell back to his shoulders.

"Y/n, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" Shota asked, voice helping soothe you as he brought you into his arms, rubbing your back lovingly.

"Y-yeah.. I just didn't expect that."

"Me neither, I'm sorry hunny. Do you want a foot rub? We can talk about your.. silly decision later."

"A foot rub does sound nice.. but you're injured."

"Bu-"

"How about a movie night instead? I'll get the snacks and you can order some take out?"

"Sure, I can do that for you. Anything else?"

"Cuddles. And kisses."

"Sure thing." Shota smiled, kissing your temple lovingly.

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— 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖇𝖊𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘 .ᐟ · 𝔬𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔲 𝔡𝔞𝔷𝔞𝔦 ༉‧₊˚

𝖘𝖚𝖇𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖞𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖘 ⇢ "I have an idea maybe a old bookstore date with Dazai would be so cool :D"

𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙. f!reader. tooth-rotting fluff. established relationships. forehead kisses, teasing, quiant bookstores cuddling, romance. dazai is a menace to society, but secretly soft. not proofread. 1.4k+ words.

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𝖘𝖞𝖓𝖔𝖕𝖘𝖎𝖘. an earthy aroma permeated through the air, a collection of different smells gathered from every page and cover as the warmth of the room clashed with a battering from a faltering AC unit that kicked on and off.

OR you drag your boyfriend into a bookstore, and shenanigans ensue.

The devilish brunette dared to chuckle under his breath, head held high as he paraded you down the street, hand-in-hand. For someone who had been the brunt of a heavy lecture by the agency's resident stickler, he was in a delightful mood. Not that Kunikida's scolding had ever been able to properly put Dazai in his place.

You had entered the office after an extended morning mission, only to be dragged out again; the only clue to your sudden kidnapping was the twitch of Kunikida's brow as you were flung out the door, clueless to the occurrences that had occurred moments prior. When questioning Dazai about it, he simply met your inquiries with a cat-like grin.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

You deadpanned at his obvious avoidance of the question, though quickly relented to his schemes. If there was one thing anyone knew about Osamu Dazai, it was that he always got his way, one way or another. And it was rare to have any time off, so you decided not to think about whatever strings he pulled and enjoy your time together.

You scrolled through the map on your phone, lips pursed. "Has anything new opened recently?"

"You know, we could just—"

"And no," you cut him off, striking him with your eyes. "We are not jumping off another bridge. You remember what happened the last time you decided to test gravity?"

He pouted, bottom lip jutting out. "It's not my fault. The bridge was higher than it looked."

You rolled your eyes. Dazai was such a man-child sometimes.

He perked up, his eyes sparkling. "What about that ramen shop down the road?"

"No," you grimaced, nose shriveling. "They have flies."

"The bar on the corner?"

You shook your head. "Too many rowdy guys."

He whined, flailing his arms into the air. "I give up! Just tell me—"

Only to realize that you were no longer walking beside him. He paused, staring at the empty space before his eyes dotted back. You had stopped before a window, eyes wandering across the inside of what he had surmised to be an old bookstore. He froze as you glanced up at him—he knew that look.

"No, no, no!"

RING!

He cried out for anyone to help as he was dragged inside, acting more like a toddler than a loving boyfriend as he clawed at the doorframe, only to be pulled in inevitably. The older woman at the register stared incredulously at your odd behavior, though you had long become accustomed to the stares you received in public with Dazai.

"I don't wanna go!"

"Calm down!" You pushed him into a chair in the corner with every ounce of strength. "Stay right here. I'll only be a minute."

He groaned, flopping back into the chair with a brilliance only someone in theater could muster, legs swinging over the arms of the chair as he continued to gripe to himself. You hid your laughter behind your palm, lest you incur his infantile wrath, walking into the next aisle.

He didn't want to admit that this store was quite lovely. An earthy aroma permeated through the air, a collection of different smells gathered from every page and cover as the warmth of the room clashed with a battering from a faltering AC unit that kicked on and off. And it was tranquil, not eerily so, but a stark contrast from the loud traffic outside, especially since no one else was around. It was a quaint little store that was an obvious magnet for little bookworms like yourself.

As the seconds flew by, Dazai tapped his foot to the beat of an ancient cuckoo clock that stared at him from the wall. Minutes passed, his head lolling back against the head of the chair, breath pacing to a slow point.

CUCKOO!

He had no time to brace himself, startling as he tumbled out of the chair with a thud. His groans were the accompanying chorus to the clock, which he stared at in scorn. Damn. It had already been forty minutes. What were you doing? Even through the tinted windows of the store, it was clear that the sun had begun its descent in between surrounding buildings.

He pulled himself from the uncomfortable floor and started his search, but it didn't take any time at all to find you.

"There she is."

He was about to call out, but his complaint became lodged in his throat. Instead, he hid in the next aisle, peeking between the cracks of another bookshelf. It seemed that you hadn't noticed time had passed at all, eyes glued onto the page of the book cradled in your hands. In fact, several other books were stacked next to you on the floor, awaiting your watchful eyes. Your expression could only be described as a kiss upon a cloud, fingers nestling the pages of the book with such care, eyes scanning every word as you intended to soak the story in.

A part of him felt jealous. How could an inanimate object take up so much of your time? Time that was supposed to be focused on him! But there was another part of him; he couldn't quite place it.

You finally spotted him as he rounded the corner, sparing a glance at one of the clocks as the realization struck you, turning back with a crooked smile.

"Sorry. I lost track of time."

"Here." His fingers braced against your shoulders, carefully prying your aching back from the unforgiving bookshelves as he settled in behind you, much to your surprise. "That's better."

"D-Dazai, what're you—?"

"So, what's this one about?" His arms slung around your waist, practically a second nature for him as he enfolded you in a koala-like embrace, your back snug against his chest.

You only blinked, and a knowing smirk grew on his lips. "Use your words, love."

You sputtered, slapping his arm with the book before managing to settle yourself, stifling the heat that threatened to take over your whole body.

"It's a romance novel."

He raised a brow. "Romance?" He chuckled, and you did not want to address the way the low timber of his voice made your limbs turn to mush. "While I am an expert in the field, I would love to hear what seems to strike your particular fancy."

But you met him with hesitation. "Are you sure?"

"What?" he cooed, his nose nuzzling into your neck, the warmth of his breath prickling your skin as he laid down a path of kisses along your throat. "Is it so hard to believe I want to hear your beautiful voice?"

You resisted the urge to squirm away but sighed, looking down at the page. It would be nice to read to someone, would it be?

He barely paid attention to your narration of the book itself, occupying his thoughts as he toyed with strands of your baby hairs between his fingers, his ears picking up the shift of your tone, mellifluous in nature. He hadn't processed precisely what you were saying, but he couldn't help but be enraptured in the rise and fall of your voice, filled with emotion as the story rose to a peak. Neither of you had paid attention to the kisses that he littered across the crown of your head, the motion only settling the butterflies in your stomach to sleep.

As the clock ticked forward, your words began to haze, slurring together as you crawled toward the final page.

CUCKOO!

This time, no one was startled by the intrusive sound. The sun had set into the horizon, leaving you within the glow of faded lamps and flickering lights; the book slumped over in your lap as your breath drew deeper, eyes fluttering closed. Dazai smiled, no mockery or tease, careful not to wake you as he lifted you bridal-style. He was surprised you didn't stir, not once, even while he half-hazardly managed to pay for the book with his spare cash. The woman at the counter was even nice enough to take a few dollars off, too distracted with cooing at your sleeping form.

His little charmer, even while asleep. Awfully cute.

RING!

"Osamu," you mumbled, voice lethargic as the bell and brisk air stirred you from your slumber. The incessant tease shushed you, kissing your forehead with a smile.

"Shh. Rest, love."

And he walked on into the night. Another satisfying date under your belt, if slightly unconventional. But he wouldn't have spent his day any other way. It was worth the lecture.

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[yanderes-galore]

Is it possible to ask for a romantic concept of Miguel + Peter B Parker sharing a darling???

I'll try! It may be short but I hope it comes out okay :) I wasn't sure what to add without repeating myself.

Miguel O'Hara Concept

Peter B. Parker Concept

Yandere! Miguel O'Hara + Peter B. Parker Sharing

(General Thoughts)

Pairing: Romantic - Sharing

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Poly/Sharing, Manipulation, Overprotective behavior, Isolation, Implied kidnapping, Violence, Clingy behavior, Marking mention, Stockholm syndrome implication, Possessive behavior, Forced relationship.

We can assume based on how I portray the two that they're both the protective type.

As a result they'd tolerate sharing you.

Peter no doubt would be the one to fall for you first.

But first he'd try to get Miguel used to you, the start of breaking down his friend's walls.

The two have very different intensities but overall have the same goal: keeping you safe, like heroes (and lovers) should.

Peter is softer and more delusional, he clings to you with the hostility of a teddy bear.

Then there's Miguel who is rougher and more possessive, clinging to you with the possessiveness of a beast.

Peter is the faster obsession while Miguel takes longer.

If they're sharing then Peter would make Miguel's obsession develop faster by having you three get to know each other.

You can bet your home quickly becomes Miguel's office the moment the two obsessions start.

Peter is relatively lax in his obsession.

Such a thing frustrates Miguel since he hates how carefree/lazy Peter is at times.

How are they supposed to protect you if he acts like this!?

Miguel as a result is much more serious and strict.

Peter would be the one to drag you into cuddles and praises.

While Miguel would be one to enforce things, such as punishments and isolation. He's the driving force once he's on board.

The two of them have a craving for a sense of family.

In this AU Peter is still divorced, so he's chasing the feeling he had before with you.

Meanwhile Miguel has his own backstory with family, even replacing an alternate version of himself to have one.

The two Spider-Men feel they have a chance to have a family if they both have you.

Between the two of them there would be a lot of manipulation and isolation.

Miguel is adamant that keeping you away from others and in the sight of Peter and him will keep you safe and happy.

Obviously Miguel can be more intimidating with his methods... so Peter comes in to comfort and reassure you.

I imagine Peter would remind Miguel to be nicer around you.

Neither of them would kill but may get violent if they felt they were threatened by an anomaly or another Spider-Person.

Miguel comes off as scary but he's really just trying to do the right thing like any Spider-Person.

And Peter? ... for the most part very harmless.

Miguel is more possessive with affection, he'd be the one to mark/bite, bruise your lips with kisses, leave marks, etc.

Meanwhile Peter is soothing with his affection yet starved, he'd give you softer kisses and gentle touches yet at times never leave your side for hours.

Really once you're brought to the Spider Society, even as a Spider-Person, like in the Miguel concept you can't escape.

Miguel will drag you back, scold you, perhaps even suggest punishment... before Peter comes in.

Peter would calm everyone down even though you did worry him.

Peter can help you at times unless you upset him.

After that he lets Miguel deal with things.

Honestly, if they had to, they have ways of keeping you trapped.

Many ways....

You see, it would be better if you accept the fact they're protecting you.

Freedom right now may be too dangerous for their sweetheart.

That's okay, your boyfriends will show you that they do this out of love for you...

You may even forget about freedom the more they're around if they're lucky.

#yandere into the spider verse #yandere across the spiderverse #yandere itsv #yandere atsv #yandere miguel o'hara #yandere peter b parker

[a-random-weeb]

Hiii can I request yandere fyodor, chuuya, jouno and dazai with a childish s/o? Likes to prank people and act immaturely while also not understanding when enough is enough?

I myself have been called childish a lot too TvT idk what they're talking about, me are trés mature

I also don't write for jouno in fear I'll make him too ooc

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Dazai:

•He's just as childish

•You both plan pranks on everyone

•Eventually, Kunikida doesn't let both of you near eachother, otherwise the ADA is on fire

•Sometimes even you manage to surprise him with your chaos

•He never stops you, though, he finds it amusing (unless it could lead to you hurting yourself)

•If you try to hurt yourself, he'll get Kunikida to scold you, and might even being up how bad it is while your both cuddling

•If you continue to hurt yourself during your stupid pranks, he'll kidnap you

•He can't have his poor Belladonna getting hurt now can he?

•He still lets you pull any other pranks on him, as long as no one gets hurt

•Ane if you make a mess, it's completely your responsibility to clean it up

*ੈ✩‧.+˚*ੈ✩‧.+˚*ੈ✩‧.+˚*ੈ✩‧.+˚*ੈ✩‧.+˚*ੈ✩

Chuuya:

•Chuuya finds your childishness annoying sometimes

•Your tendency to take things to far mixed with his anger issues isn't a good combination

•He finds some of your pranks amusing though

•He probably loses his temper when you take things too far

•But at the same time, theres nothing he lives more than your laughter, so he tries to hold in his anger

•But you definitely get yelled at if you take things to far, he's not passed beating you up depending on what you did

•Sometimes he lets you out to pull stupid pranks on Dazai

‧⋆ ✧˚+‧⋆. ✧˚°⋆‧‧⋆ ✧˚+‧⋆. ✧˚°⋆‧‧⋆ ✧˚+‧⋆.

Fyodor:

•He finds your childishness amusing

•well, as long as it doesn't get out of hand

•He finds some of your pranks to be funny... and others... he'll punish you for

•He doesn't necessarily want you to lose your childishness, it's just when you take things too far it's quite annoying

•But don't worry, he'll teach you, his punishments will get worse and worse the more you misbehave, it's only a matter of time before you learn

•and if you dont... well, have fun watching him torture your best friend to death

•You and Nikolai totally team up to piss him off a little (Nikolai protects you from whatever punishment he has in store)

•Nikolai probably ends up dead because he was jealous and pissed

•He won't punish you as harshly though since you were under the influence of some stupid clown, but you don't need Nikolai anyway! All you need is him....

•He allows you to play funny little pranks (eg. Changing his background to something stupid, jump scaring him (which you fail every time, which he finds incredibly entertaining), pretending to be a sheet ghost and coming out if nowhere, ect.) He finds your little giggles and whatever to be adorable

✿+.°𖦹✿+.°𖦹✿+.°𖦹✿+.°𖦹✿+.°𖦹✿+.°𖦹✿+.°𖦹✿+.°𖦹

I'm sorry Chuuyas is so short normally I have a shit ton to write for him, but I guess not today

Also, I finished writing this while at a hockey game (in between periods) that is my dedication to tumblr (yes I love hockey like any other Canadian)

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[thefiery-phoenix]

COMING HOME INJURED

You had some hero work to do and you had to take care of some villains. You got yourself injured pretty bad and you have no idea what's in store after you come home. Jump RIGHT in to see how your yanderes would react to you getting injured

Bakugou: Blood poured from your lip and dribbled down your chin and you felt like you had broken a dew ribs. You pushed open the front door, almost ready to faint inside when you suddenly heard an angry voice thundering at you from the kitchen

''Y/N, where the HELL have you been?'' yelled Bakugou angrily. You didn't bother answering him at first since you kind of felt dizzy and you had to sit on the sofa to regain a bit of your consciousness, but you thought that a little nap wouldn't hurt either 

Katsuki looked how badly you were beat up, body littered in bruises, blood gushing from different parts of your body as you struggled to keep your eyes open, you looked like you were dead on your feet

His teeth grinded as he struggled to caress your cheek as tenderly as possible. Hot, fiery rage lit up the pit of his stomach, almost travelling to his hands before he stopped himself from exploding just next to your face

He was beyond PISSED, he was LIVID and FURIOUS at YOU for getting into this mess at the man who thought he could live after doing such a thing. And angry at himself for never trusting his gut and locking you away for good to keep you safe and protect you 

"I'll kill whoever did this to you! I swear, even if it takes me my life'' 

Becomes REALLY clingy to you after this incident and soon kidnaps you (no surprises there)

Shoto: He could only watch horrified and looking shell shocked, like a fish out of water as you stumbled in with a black eye and limped with an almost fractured leg

Went INSANE with worry as soon as he saw you in this state

After five minutes of him checking every inch of your body for more damage, he finally leaves and returns with a cup of steaming something

He looks like Satan spawn as he asks you, ''Who. did . THIS!?'' 

''No worries, the pros have already arrested him'' you replied calmly slightly wincing at the pain

This precious bby makes sure to massage you and makes you feel comfy and safe. He tries to make your pain go away 

"Okay. Fine. I'll let it go. But please be more careful next time."

That night, he glares at the ceiling, unable to sleep thinking about that no good scumbag who hurt the love of his life (aka YOU)

With his amount of money and fame, he quickly made a small visit to the place where the villain was detained. He bribed the people there and threatened them not to say anything as he murdered the villain who hurt you and threw his remains over a bridge into a gushing river. When he finally returned home, you didn't even stir once as he showered off the scumbag's touch and returned to his place in your arms with dripping hair

 "Shh, go back to sleep, YN." And you did, ever so safe with Todoroki at your side Because with him, nobody would dare to hurt you again

Deku: The second you walk through the door, Deku's at your side, ushering you into the bathroom. With a washcloth, he wipes the dirt from your face and neck, stopping every few seconds to stare at the finger-shaped bruises on the skin

"I should have been there, YN." His teeth grit in frustration and his hands ball up into fists. "I should have kept you safe." 

Starts mumbling how useless he is and how its all his fault for not protecting you and what a failure of a hero he is (aww... poor baby)

You assure him that it isn't HIS fault and tell him everything will be all right. "You're wrong, YN. I should have been there. It's my responsibility to keep you safe."

After he finishes treating your wounds, he makes your favorite food and he cuddles you to sleep, slowly stroking your hair as he whispers praises in your ear for being so brave, but part of him inclined him to kidnap you so you won't have to get hurt like this ever again

Soon, like Todoroki, he quickly got rid of that villain who hurt you so badly and started making preparations of your new lives together as he watched you sleep in bliss, humming peacefully.....

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[chronicbeans]

Wally Darling with a Villain Reader (part 2)

I saw some people request this so here you go! OwO

TW: Kidnapping, Possessive and Obsessive Behavior, Unwanted Hugs/Cuddles

🍎 You have been sitting in the basement for a long time, now. Well, at least you THINK it has been a long time. It is pitch black, besides the candles, which only light a small portion of the basement. Wally said that, for whatever reason, electricity doesn't work in Home's basement. He also said that, since the candles use flames, it would warm you up more than electric lights, anyways.

🍎 Either way, it is dreadfully cold. You are wrapped up in a million blankets, with pillows surrounding you to work as a mattress or sorts, yet you are still cold and uncomfortable. Is this your punishment for annoying people? You really don't know. Wally hasn't explained anything to you, yet.

🍎 Speak of the Devil and he shall appear. Look who's walking down the stairs to see you! It's Wally Darling, the star of the show! You don't even try to run anymore, because he always closes the basement door too quickly to give you a chance. Once that door closes, it is always pitch black, again. Not only that, but you are also pretty sure Home is working alongside him. Once, when you said something bad about Wally keeping you locked up, a pipe above you began leaking in response, some weird, black substance staining your blanket.

🍎 Wally walks over you, with you only being able to see him again once he is right in front of you. His grin is as merry as ever and his eyes still holding that unnerving look as when he first brought you here. He pulls up a pillow, sitting cross legged on it as he speaks, his voice holding his signature monotone "Isn't this so fun? I get to see you everyday, you get to sit back and relax in here. I also get to watch how our neighbors are reacting to you disappearing! How exciting!"

🍎"Wally... this isn't fun. Please, let me go! I don't know what I did to make you so upset, but-!" He shushes you, placing a finger to your lips to keep you quiet. "You did... nothing. Nothing to upset me." You can tell it's a lie everytime he says it. His smile always grows a bit darker when he does, almost like he is straining to keep it together. However, he then pulls away, continuing "Why is it fun when you whisk me away, but not the other way around? That doesn't sound very fair, neighbor. I am having fun. Home is having fun, too! Are you still cold? Do you need more blankets?"

🍎 You don't answer his question, instead asking "Is... is anybody even looking for me? Do they care?" He pauses, seemingly thinking. He then shakes his head "No. I don't think they are... Let me tell you a secret, little villain." He crawls over, grabbing a hold of your upper arms, saying "Don't let Home know this, okay?" You weakly nod, at this point just wanting him to get away from you as soon as possible. You aren't going to lie... As much as you like to seem brave, Wally looks a bit frightening in the glow of candle lights.

🍎 He leans close to your ear, whispering "I don't think our neighbors have even noticed you are gone, yet... it is kind of like... you never existed." Your heart sinks. You watch as he pulls away, still holding your arms as he says "I'll be here, though! We can play games. I can show you how to draw. I can give you some paper to write on. The others don't matter, right? You'll be safe and happy here, I promise. A good neighbor never breaks a promise. Pinky swear!" He grabs your hand, linking your pinky to his in a forced promise. "I can even keep you warm and safe, here. If the blankets don't work, I'll come down every hour to give you a long, warm hug!"

🍎 As if to demonstrate, he wraps his arm around you tightly, burying his face in the crook of your neck. To be fair, he is surprisingly warm, but it is still extremely uncomfortable. You have made it very clear to him, numerous times, that you like to have personal space. Usually whenever you took him to the forest, you just grabbed his hand and dragged him there, then sat next to him on a log with a foot between you two. Meanwhile, he grabbed you from behind like some horror movie villain, dragged you into his basement, and now won't stop finding excuses to hug you close.

🍎"Get off of me... I'll be fine on my own. These blankets are cozy enough." They really aren't. You just want him off of you. "Nope! You are my captive, now! You gotta do as I say, and I want hugs! Just a few more minutes." Your eyes widen. That is a very... uncharacteristic thing for Wally to say. Then again, he has been acting strange ever since he took you here... but he usually still listens to you when you say to let go.

🍎 You get an explanation once he says "I love playing villain! I can see why you like it, now. You get to be mean and not listen to people. While you like to break things, say mean things, and trip people... I like to keep you here and cuddle you for as long as I want! After all, from how you spoke to me during the times you took me away, you seem like you really need them. If you won't accept them or ask for them yourself, I'm going to make you. Nobody else is willing to give you them, after all, because you are MY villain."

🍎 He finally pulls away, causing you to instinctively scoot away from him. "You are crazy. Like... There is something WRONG with you. Why won't you just let me go home? Even if people do start looking for me, nobody is going to even THINK to look inside your house! Much less your basement, which people don't know about! What even is this place? It's so dark. It seems to go on forever..."

🍎 Wally lets out a small "humph" noise, tilting his head "That's just another little insult, isn't it? Kind of like you saying my paintings look bad. I'm not crazy! If I am, I'm crazy for you! I don't seem to act like this around anyone else and you won't leave my head. As for this place... I honestly don't know. It came with Home. I haven't seen all of it." There is a muffled knock from upstairs, followed by an equally muffled "Wally! I gotta delivery for ya!"

🍎"Oh! My paints must have arrived! I'm working on a gift for you! How about you just get some sleep, okay? Oh, and don't try screaming. I've found that nobody can hear anything from down here, for some reason... I really picked the jackpot with this hiding place!" He then hurries upstairs, leaving you in the darkness, once again.

#welcome home #welcome home arg #wally darling #wally darling x reader

[yup-thats-me]

THOSE EYES•JJK MEN

♡ a bunch of prompts based on the song Those Eyes by New West

warnings: drinking, period, aftercare.

❝When we're out in a crowd laughing loud//And nobody knows why❞

GOJO SATORU

Her laugh rang through the entire room, the melodious sound making heads turn. Yes, she was laughing loudly, but did she care? hell no! not when her boyfriend is looking at her like she's the most beautiful thing in the entire universe.

Gojo kept staring at y/n, watched as she rolled her head back against the head rest of the couch, clutching her stomach, the smile ever present on his face. Exactly what did he do to deserve such a beautiful girl, he thought. smiling still, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him.

People were staring, yes but how could anyone not when the two looked so happy. some people were jealous just by seeing them. most girls though just thinking how lucky Y/n is to be The Gojo Satoru's girlfriend. to be The Honoured One's soon to be wife? oh how lucky she was!

but Gojo knew better. Y/n is not Y/n because she's got Gojo Satoru by her side. rather, Gojo Satoru was Gojo Satoru because he's got Y/n by his side. oh how lucky HE was to hold y/n, which according to him was, the incarnation of Aphrodite(y/n has always said that's a bit too much) her beauty, kindness to all living creatures always fascinated him. how could someone be so beautiful and perfect, he'll never know.

all he knows is that now that he has y/n, he'll never ever let go. he'd always want to hold her hand and walk down the road, always wake up to her face glowing from the sun rays, always smile when she smiles. always be there for her to cuddle and kiss and bake cookies together, to treat the kids together at school, to always irritate Nanami together (although, Nanami doesn't dislike y/n as much as he does Gojo. he's rather fond of her), take the juniors to roam around the city together. he'll always want her. he'll always be hers. just hers.

"Y/n", Hojo spoke softly as Y/n quited down from her laughter. "Mm?"

He took her hand and pressed a kiss on the diamond ring. "My heart is, and always will be yours."

"I never had a doubt, Satoru," Y/n smiled kissing him tenderly.

♡♡♡

❞Going home in the back of a car//And your hand touches mine❝

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

"should I call an Uber?" her blind date asked y/n as the two came out of the movie theater. "sure"

Megumi Fushiguro. the bilnd date y/n's friend, Nobara nad Yuji had set her up with. they did say he was introverted and did not speak much. but y/n discovered, much to her surprise, he did speak quite a lot. he was the one to do all the talking. she was greatful to him otherwise the date would've gone entirely like a Charlie Chaplin movie knowing how catious she is around new people. but for some unknown reason, her brain did not tell her to shut him off as it usually does for other people. she was an introvert herself and knows how the brain can torment sometimes but thus time it did not. it did sort scream "Run away from this date and don't look back, he'll kidnap you," or "he's bad. I can just sense. now you're doomed. maybe he will sell your body parts on eBay", and things along those lines. her brain was quite for the first time.

as the two waited for the cab to arrive, "I'll be back in a second," Megumi said as he ran to the shop across the street. within a minute, he came back with a big box of chocolates. "Here," he blushed as he handed her the box. "thought I'd give you a token for our first date, of which I hope will be many..." He said, scratching the back of his head.

Y/n smiled taking the box from him. "I assure you, there will be."

the cab arrived in another five minutes, and Megumi, as the gentleman that he is, held the door out for Y/n, then got in. "Would you like some music, sir?" the driver asked. "Sure," Megumi replied after he had looked at y/n and gotten the nod of approval.

the lyrics of "Fools Gold" surrounded the car. perfect song for the perfect situation.

Y/n was looking out the window when she felt Megumi's hand brush against hers. all throughout the date, both of them where hesitant to hold hands. ibut now feels right. the moment feels right.

so y/n slowly intertlaced her fingers with his. the entire care ride they held hands silently, smiling and blushing profusely.

when at last the car stopped, he got out first, held the door out for her, and stood awkwardly before her door. "So we'll meet again, I hope?" Megumi asked nervously.

Y/n smiled, pecking him on the cheek. "How does next Friday sound?" She asked cheekyly. A very flustered Megumi nodded and took off, but before her literally ran away, he turned around one last time. "Good night, Y/n, and thank you for being the best blind date ever.."

♡♡♡

❝When we're done making love//And you look up and give me those eyes❞

GETO SUGURU

"was I too rough, sweetheart?" Geto asked softly moving the few strands of hair away form Y/n's sweaty face. "No...you were as perfect as always," Y/n smiled at him, and Geto swore he could see literal stars in her eyes. oh how he loved those eyes. eyes that tell him she's telling the truth. eyes that tell him silently how much she loves him.

"Can you walk, darling?" a question to which his lover laughed. "You think?" True. when was there a time when Y/n was able to walk after making love with Geto?

Geto blushed, sitting up on the bed. "Where are you going, Ge?" y/n asked lazily. "I'll run a bath for the tow of us, okay? rest a bit, I'll take you when it's ready, okay, lovely?" Y/n nodded.

after about twenty minutes, Geto came back and carried Y/n bridal style to the bathtub and set her down. instantly, the scented candles and the essential oils refresehened her. she opened her eyes to see Geto sitting on a tool beside her. shampoo in hand. "ready. love?" Y/n nodded.

she relaxed in his touch as his hands gently messaged her scalp. after her hair, Geto washed her entire body. when he was done with her, he washed himself then back again carried Y/n, changed her. into one of her favourite shirts of him, towel dried her hair, applied her night cream for her and then at last, tucked her in.

when he was done with her, he did his routine and git in thr bed beside her. as soon as y/n felt Geto's presence beside her. she snuggled closer to her boyfriend to which Geto replied by wrapping his hand around her and pulling her even close. "Good night, Sugu."

"Good night, Y/n," He kissed the top of her head. "And remember, I love you."

♡♡♡

'❝Cause all of the small things that you do//Are what remind me why I fell for you❞

ITADORI YUJI

being Yuji's girlfriend had its own perks. fighting off curses together, mending each other's wounds, irritating Megumi together with Nobara and Yuji. but apart from all the fun, Yuji was genuinely a golden retriever. he would always be excited to go in dates with you. buy small trinkets that reminded him of you, bringing him cakes and chocolates from missions. bringing home injured or abandoned animals home just because he felt bad leaving them out in the street. what a sweet boy he was.

but the most caring he was of you when your periods came. he had a tracking app on his phone for you just so he could keep all the necessities—pads, tampons, chocolate, nutella. creams. heat pack, painkillers— everything "in stock", according to him.

a single word from you this morning and he knew your periods came. "I'll be over in two minutes," He had said as he hung up, and true to his words, was over at your place in two minutes. he immediately went over to your bedroom, set you down on the couch while be changed the sheet and the pillow cases, turned on the TV for you, put on a fresh pair of panties and led you in thr bathroom. by the time you came out, there was chocolates and juice waiting for you on the bed for you.

"come forth, my princess and claim what's yours," he smiled at his own cheesiness. you gave him a tired smile and went under thr blanket with the chocolates. Yuji smiled at you while you ate. "Yuji?"

"Yes, Y/n?"

"Why do you take care of me? like all other boyfriends I've heard, just bring over snacks and stuff, but you literally do everything for me. I feel like a nine months pregnant lady whenever my period comes," you said, biting into the chocolate and offered him one.

Yuji smiled, eating the chocolate. "Because good things slip away from my hand, and I don't want to lose you.'' Although he did not mean it in a sad way, it still made you cry as you remembered Junpei.

"I'm sorry!" y/n bawled. "Ehhhhh?" Yuji was quite literally shocked to see his girlfriend cry seemingly out of nowhere. he rushed to her side and slowly cradled her.

once Y/n quited down, she looked up at Yuji and pecked him on thr cheek. "I love you for everything you do for me. Thank you, Yuji."

Yuji smiled, kissing her on the cheek. "I'm grateful to be your boyfriend, Y/n. I love you too."

♡♡♡

❝And when we're apart, and I'm missing you// I close my eyes and all I see is you❞

OKKOTSU YUTA

25. it has been 25 days that Yuta has been away from you. from home. sent to yokaahama on a mission by his sensei. yes he was accompanied by Panda but nothing could ever take his mind off you.

he stood on the balcony of the hotel room that looked over the night city. it was a beautiful sight indeed. but it would have been more beautiful if you would have been there beside him. sighing deeply, he siped his tea. "Missing Y/n again?" Panda asked as he stood beside him. "You know I always do, Pan."

the two kept quite for sometime. Yuta had his eyes closed trying to think of something else. a futile thing to do. because every time, no matter what the time was, the only thing that he ever thought of was you. your smile, your hands as they ran through his hair when he laid in your lap, you making his favourite food when he come home from missions, him telling you all the things that had happened during the day. oh boy did he miss you dearly.

"Call her then," Panda suggested. Yuta shook his head. "What is she's asleep? I don't want to disturb her." Panda chuckled. "Young couples. just call her, dude! she'll be waiting for your call I'm sure," Panda said walking back inside.

Yuta sighed, dailing your number. after ringing a few times, "Hello? babe?" the sweet voice of his girlfriend was like honey to his ears.

"Hi, love." He sighed. "You're not sleeping?"

"Nuh-uh. I miss you."

Yuta sighed again. he felt bad. he actualy did. he was cutting off the days on the calender of when he'll be able to be in your arms again. "I miss you, baby. I'm sorry I have to be gone this long. I promise I'll make it upto you."

"no need to make it up to me, love. just come home safe 'k? I don't want to spend the first night together with me mending your cuts. but you know I don't mind right?" to which Yuta nodded then he remembered you can't see him so he replied verbally again. "Good. now tell me, are you really okay? you don't call this late often."

Yuta was quite for sometime then he spoke again. "Nothing in particular. just missing you."

"I do too love. I promise we'll have so.much fun together, yeah? I've chosen many movies to which we can have cuddle dates to. then I tried many new food recipes as well. wanna try?"

"Mm."

"So we'll make them together then you come back."

the two talked for hours. in the spn of two hours, Yuta has gone inside his room and was laying on the bed. when the audio call turned into a face time he didn't know but he couldn't care less. "Y/n. I'm a bit sleepy," He said facing her lazily. "Oh? do you want me to hang up? I don't mind. you need your rest after all." Yuta shook his head. "No. could you keep the call on, please?"

"Sure thing, love. good night i love you, Yuta."

"love you too, Y/n. dream of me, yeah?" He chuckled softly. "I always do."

with that, the two lovers fell asleep while in the call. when Panda came in Yuta's room to ask for his charger, he smiled when he saw that his friend was finally resting. he knew the only one that could make him rest was you. you were the perfect match for him, as he was yours.

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❝When you call me at night while you're out//Getting high with your friends//Every "hi", every "bye", every "I love you" you've ever said❞

KENTO NANAMI

Y/n's girls night out was something that has always worried Nanami. not because he thinks you'll run away from him and to some other men. oh no! that idea never even occurred to him in his sleep.

what he was worried about was you. or more specifically, a drunk you. drinking and Y/n never went well with each other. there were times when Nanami had to take off a day from work just so he could take care of a hungover Y/n.

but that doesn't mean he'll stop you from having fun. you deserve to get wild sometimes. you've worked hard these past week and need to let go. and as for Nanami, he is always down to take care of his wife.

Nanami was reading the evening newspaper when his cell phone rang off a "wife" contact name brightening up his mobile screen.

"Hello, y/n?" as soon as the other line spoke, he knew you were drunk. "Ooooh! what a hot voice you have! but I'll let you know, Mister. MY HUSBAND, he's hotter than you! his body is–" he could hear a hand kiss them his wife spoke again. "his body! ohmygod! he's literally carved by the God's!!!" Nanami was already grabbing the car keys while still on the call.

"Y/n,? Love, can you please tell me where you are?"

"uh? where am I? I don't KNOW! Talk to Shoko you stranger!" He talked to Shoko who was not nearly as drunk as Y/n was and got the adress from her.

when he arrived I'm front of the bar, he saw Y/n leaning on Shoko while she blabbered to Gojo. "My man, Shoko. Nanami ks better than anyome! he's more hotter than Thor! you know I'm right, I always am! hehe," She giggled. Nanami quickly ran to her and picked her up bridal style. "thank you for taking care of her, Shoko, Now, if you excuse us", he bowed politely picking Y/n up by her legs and carried her bridal style to the car.

as he put the seat belt over her, Y/n smiled caressing his cheek. "Hi beautiful. you look like mu husband. ha! my husband", she side blushing at the thought of her own husband. her silliness made Nanami smile. she always being like this is the only thing he wishes for.

the drive back home was filled with Y/n telling and sometimes screaming about how good and hot her husband was. when they reached home, Nanami again carried her to their bedroom, rook off her make up, changed her into one of his linen shirts and gave her a glass of water.

he helped her lay down kn the bed and ticket her in. as he was about to go and change himself, Y/n's hands grabbed his wrist, stopping her. "I love Nanami, you stranger." She said and instantly falling asleep. Nanami chuckled once again and kissed the top of her head. "And I love you, Y/n Nanami."

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[yanderehsr]

hey hey hey! hope you're quite well today. if this isn't tiring, then i wonder if you can make a platonic yandere blade, dan heng, himeko, bailu, jingyuan and yanqing with a slightly nahida!reader. like you know, is intelligent despite her age and somewhat knows their yandere behaviour (she can't read people's mind but but she can read people like a book). at first, she was an elusive and secretive individual, also suffered from very low self-esteem as a result of her parents judging her and likes to read books. She almost always maintains a gentle and kind demeanour when she speaks to others, and treats everyone as equals. Her social skills though needs some work and speaks in analogies. if this is too much, then ignores. take care of your health, please.

Holy moly, that's alot of characters😅

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Clingy behaviour, Kidnapping, Murder

Blade: He takes interest in you, you seem to know what he is thinking at all times. It doesn't take long for an obsession to start and you notice it right away. It annoys him that you so easily dodge him and even more that you treat those pests as equals, including your parents.

He kills your parents, infront of you. This is the price of avoiding him. You cry, of course you do, it's your parents that was killed, but Blade smiles. Now you have no choice but to come with him.

"Look at your parents, if you didn't avoid me they would still be alive"

Dan Heng: Will try to manipulate you to his side, he wants to protect you from this cruel world, but you see through every lie and manipulation. If this goes on for too long and he has to return to the astral express, then he would kidnap you during nighttime, you might be smarter then him, but not stronger.

Now Dan Heng has you on the astral express, he lies to the crew, telling them that you're brainwashed by your 'abusive' parents. Normal people wouldn't believe this, but the crew has seen so many strange things that they accept this. All of this just so he could protect you.

"Just know that this is for your safety, the world is far too cruel for someone like you"

Himeko: Already has adoption papers, wait what do you mean you already have parents. She finds you cute, and you are just so smart, you are everything she ever wanted in a child. But her dreams shatter so easily, you had parents and while a bit strict, they were good people.

Too bad that their child had a yandere after them. While Himeko is away from you all she can do is think about what you're doing, if you're eating well and getting the right amount of sleep. She will take you onboard the train, sure you notice that something is wrong but it is too late, the train is already leaving your planet.

"Don't look so sad, now come on, you may call me mother"

Bailu: 2 increadibly smart children that are childhood friends, she always takes time out of the day to spend time with her friend. Hell, she might even stop an emergency treatment just to spend time with you.

You notice early that Bailu's friendship is toxic, but you try to fix her, surely she isn't too far beyond saving. Well you knew the answer when you woke up, chains binding your wrists as she cuddles into you. All you did was spend time with another of your friends, but Bailu misunderstood and thought you were replacing her, and now were here.

"You can't leave me, you are MY friend and mine alone"

Sorry but I cut out Jing Yuan and Yanqing, I never thought that someone would request so many characters. I'll just add a new rule to the rule list

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[dreamauri]

Hi I live and breathe for your dark fics could you do dark ex Charles Leclerc x reader and it’s kinda like your max fic, Charles kidnaps her or she ran from him and he finally found her

♪ — 𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘 dark! charles leclerc x fem! reader (angst/yandere + smut) “. . . peace is short, charles will keep you to himself.”

( general master list | more of charles leclerc ) ( requests )

The only sound you could hear was rain as you ran through the street. stumbling on your feet and shoes, you cried as you did your best to escape your no-longer house, and your no-longer boyfriend.

You eyes were tainted with the memory. Your boyfriend with q tight grip on a crowbar, covered in blood with a dark yet soft gaze, staring into your soul. "Y/N- I can't explain." You didn't wait.

You couldnt stand another second in that household. So you listened to your brain and escaped, running from your calling lover behind. You only gave yourself a break once you reached a train station, slumping in a chair knowing you'd be a safe distance away from the unfamiliar man.

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PRESENT TIME :: 2 years and 6 moths later . . .

You blushed as Mika twirled you as the two of you walked down the street together, sharing an ice-cream cone. Mika was solace, your garden of warmth and joy. She was your first roommate here in Italy, your closest ( and only ) friend.

Although the weight the word friend carried was different. You were the type of friends that shared a bed, cuddled in front of the window while watching it rain, sometimes you took each other on sunset walks, or maybe you shared ice-cream cones like the way you were doing right now.

You were sure your feelings for her surpassed the definition of friends with the way she kissed your cheek, or the way she hugged you and held your hand. Or the way she pressed you in the wall as she kissed you while you showered. Mika was a true blessing in your little world.

"Stay here, sunflower. I'll need to get some guitar strings." She ruffled your hair before entering the music store. You nodded, eyes following her through the window as she talked to a staff member. In the shiny surface of the window, your eyes caught the reflection of the all-to-familiar yet unfamiliar green orbs.

"Charles?" You whipped around to look at him only to come face to face with the crowded market. Gulping, you reach for the door handle only to bump face first into the man you were dreading. "Y/N." His soft french accent flowed into your ears as he pulled you into a hug. "I've been looking for you for so long, amour."

No matter how much you were scared of him, you found yourself shakily hugging him back. "I missed you Y/N. Why did you leave me like that? You left me all alone and I was so sad without you." You couldn't bring yourself to speak, the memories of the night you last saw him playing in your head.

"It's all good now. I found you. We can go home together—" "Excuse me." Pulling away from the hug, Charles turned with an angry face to the voice of disturbance, only to find your blond companion. "You must be Mika." Charles forced a smile, outstretching his hand for her to shake. "My girlfriend told me so much about you."

He wrapped a hand around your hip, squeezing gently to send a message: 'play along'. And you did, you didn't want her to have a similar fate to the pool of blood in your living room back in Monaco. "Yeah." You hesitantly nodded, forcing a smile making Mika return the handshake. "I thought I'd stop by in Italy since its my vacation time. Didn't think I'd run into you two."

"You didn't tell me you were coming." You told him, chuckling weakly. "It was a list minute trip. But I don't regret it. I got to see you again." He was ecstatic, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your temple. "We wont hold you back from looking around any longer, Cheri. Me and Mika have to go home anyways." You tried to pull away only for Charles to hold you in place.

"You can join for dinner if you want. It's normally just us two." Mika offered, which Charles quickly accepted. Arriving to your little house, you slipped your shoes off before moving to the kitchen while Mika went upstairs to fix her guitar.

"Oh how I've missed you." Charles mumbled in your neck, breathing in your scent as he licked you ear. "I was so sad when you left me alone like that. I was only trying to protect you. You broke my heart, Y/N. I thought about you everyday." You shuddered as you felt him press wet kisses to your skin and nape.

"Play time is over now. We have to go home." You could feel yourself tear up, holding in your breath as you shook your head. "No?" His voice darked, gripping your neck tightly as he pushed you into a wall. "Y/N this girl on girl fantasy of yours ends here, You are coming with me." He growled, his fist cutting off your air supply. "Would you rather I eliminate Mika? Or are you going to be nice."

You closed your eyes nodding quickly, tears streaming down your eyes at the thought of your lover receiving a death sentence from this monster. "Good girl, ma jolie." [my beautiful] he whispered in your ear, finally letting you go. "Tell her to get something from the basement. I won't stretch out your playdate for long."

"M-Mika!" "Yeah?" You heard her footsteps jumping down the stairs. "Can you get the Madeleines pans from the basment." "Sweet! Yes!" Mika clapped her hand hungrily as she ran to retived the desired item. "Do you want one or two?" She called upstairs looking between the two pans.

"She says both." Charles replied for you. "That's odd." Mika mumbled taking both as she switched off the light, walking up the stairs. " . . . She always says one." The blond mumbled to herself as she opened the basement door open. Looking at the kitchen, she furrowed her eyes confused at you and your apparent boyfriend's absence. "Y/N? . . . "

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"What do you see in her?" Charles voice was the cratrast of his nice and friendly one from earlier. It was dark and menacing. What do you see in Mika?

Well for starts, they Charles and Max are like fire and water. While Charles was French; Mika was Italian. While Charles had chocolate hair and green eyes; Mika had blond hair and blue eyes. While Charles played the piano, a classical instrument; Mika played the electric guitar for a rock band. And the most obvious reason, one had dick and the other had boobs. Very different fields when it comes to sexual occasions.

Charles wrapped his hand around your waist as he pulled your drugged body through the crowd. You couldn't bring your mouth to reply, only mindlessly walking with him. "She can never ever please you like I do. She can never love you like I do." He whispered angrily in your ear as you started to lose the strength in your feet.

Charles carried you in his back as he walked away from your home. You could only lean your head on his shoulder as your consciousness slowly died out.

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You breath was ragged when you finally woke up in your bed back in Monaco. You tried to pull yourself up only to discover one of your wrists was tied to the bed, literally. You cursed under your breath as you tried to reach for your nightstand drawer where you remember keeping a pocket knife.

"Ah ah." Charles warned, pulling you back from your wrist to face him. "I thought we were playing nice." He reminded you as he brushed his lips over your neck and collar bone. You squeezed upur eyes shut, trying to pull away only for the monegasque to push you face down and take you right then and there. Claiming you once more.

This went of Days which turned into weeks. Desperation fueled your will to break free. Fear clawed at you, urging you to run, to save yourself from the clutches of a man consumed by obsession and such darkness. And although you were always se hesitant to escape even though you knew you were very capable of breaking free, you didn't. Even if you no longer saw him the same way. No matter how many times he touched you or hugged you, the way he came home from a long trip to you or the way he pleased you.

He felt suffocating for the most part. The way his arms hugged your waist in your sleep so you wouldn't break into run or escape. You hated his eyes, so filled with love yet darkness followed you around your prison.

You hated him overall at this point and you couldn't stand another second with this man. Dragging you around the house, shouting at you, touching you, using you, "loving" you. It was too much, you couldn't stand it anymore.

"911, what's your emergency?"

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Your breaths were ragged as you burst into the garden, the moonlight casting eerie shadows around you. Charles' footsteps followed, the pounding of his heart matching yours in a dangerous rhythm. With a chilling desperation, he lunged at you, his hands reaching out to claim you once more.

In a final act of defiance, you caught a nearby crowbar, or maybe even the same one from that night. Your fingers trembling around its cold metal surface. The collision between you and Charles was raw and unyielding, both of you locked in a desperate struggle. Adrenaline surged through your veins, lending you the strength you needed.

"Y/N, stop! You can't escape me," Charles growled, his grip tightening.

With a swift, heart-pounding strike, you managed to swing and hit Charles with the crowbar, his body falling. Panting and shaking, you stared down at the man who had haunted your every waking moment.

You were quick to drop the crow bar, covering your mouth once you processed your actions. His body was limp and still, eyes closed. A gasp left your mouth as you dropped to your knees, eyes tearing up at what you had just done.

He was cold to the touch, and his skin had paled. In a moment of panic you had pulled him in your arms to check if you'd hit the life out of him.

Gripping your hair, you could hear the sirens of the police summoned. Your nails digging in the dirt as you watched Charles try to pick himself up. Wincing as he looked up at you, one eye closed where you aimed.

In a final attempt, Charles manages to catch your crawling away figure. "If I'm going down. You're coming with me." And with one swift move, the chisel end of your fallen weapon had been forced into the skin and flesh of your stomach.

A pained moan left your mouth as you gasped for qir. Charles harshly turned you from your chin and crashed his lips onto yours before he was tackled down and disarmed by authorities.

You watched as he struggled and fought while you pushed yourself away from him, hand over your open stomach.

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The stab wound wasn't too deep. You sat quietly as a medical officer stitched you up while you took in the breaths of fresh air and moon light.

This must've been what freedom felt like. You missed this. A small smile covered your lips as you closed your eyes sighing in relief.

War was over. For the most part . . .

voice notes 🔊 . . . ( this fic features an oc with the name of 'mika giovanni', made by a friend of mine who i cannot tag because he doesn't have Tumblr >=( you can check out mika HERE. want to feature your oc? send a dm or drop them in my inbox)

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