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youryanderedaddy · 3 months

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Tw: female reader, nsfw, confinement, dub-con/non-con, sapphic My Ko - fi <3

Oh, to be the housewife of a rich, well - respected business-woman.

She has it all - looks, money, charisma, success, and now she has you as well, locked away in her vacation villa, cooking and cleaning and making it feel like a home while she's leading her fast - paced corporate job.

She comes late into the evening, sighing softly as she makes her way to you. Diane hugs you from behind, burying her face in your neck - simply melting against you. You try to hide your unease as you silently apologize for the cold dinner once again, even though none of it is your fault. She just clicks her tongue playfully and smacks your ass - when she's feeling gracious, and shoves you against the kitchen counter when she's had a particularly bad day at work.

No matter what her mood is, she always finds a way to take her stress out on you. After all in her eyes you're there to serve her - her sweet little wife, all pretty in gowns, or flowery dresser, or even better naked and covered in gold from head to toe.

Her kisses are always rough and leave you breathless, trying to catch your breath. Her touch is restless and unyielding, hot, merciless fingers stroking and pinching and slapping and squeezing for hours on end. Diane loves to tie you up in various positions, helpless and immobilized to her wicked will. She can't resist laying you on her queen sized bed and stuffing you with a fat mean vibrator, your scared gasps and pained moans of overstimulated pleasure ringing in her ears like the sweetest tune of music.

And just when you're too exhausted to fight, yet too spent to keep squirming under the toy, she kneels before you, spreading you once again so that you can feel each torturous inch of her tongue and fingers as they slip in and out of your wet, tight hole.

Then she kisses your forehead gently - just like a ritual, before taking you into her arms and washing you throughoutly, never missing a creak. You cry out weakly one last time as she tuggs you into bed, and she pulls you so close you can feel the heat radiating off her body once she starts whispering sweet nothings in your ear. You try to stay on guard but eventually you fall asleep, embraced by silk and warmth.

Then the next day it all repeats again.

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2smolbeans · 2 months

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Darling with an online account whose downbad:

XxSimpfornothing: 'I need someone to breed me. Like I need someone to fold me like I'm nothing and stuff me to the brim. Like goddamn am I asking for too much???'

Yandere who stalks their online account, muttering to themselves as they stare intensely at the post:

"I can fix that"

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crisiscutie · 9 months

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yandere fem sephiroth with a darling who's very ashamed of having sexual thoughts/ wanting sex with her please? darlings cooped up in her room humping her pillow and groping her breasts trying so hard to deny she wants her mommy to make her feel good.

ty for your time!

Aw anon, thank you for the wonderful, detailed prompts and support! 💜💜💜

Content Warning: NSFW, Milk/Nursing Kink

Sephiroth knew about your attraction towards her and was curious to see how long you could resist acting on your sexual desires.

As she listened to you moan, her own cunt quivers with desire.

She wanted to go in there and fuck you herself, but she must wait... She must make you admit it.

The next day in your garden, the dark desires still followed you. It's hard to tell if the female Sephiroth is asserting dominance over her male counterparts or if you're simply in the mood for a particular Sephiroth.

Her sweet, husky voice echoes in your mind, as innocent flowers suddenly transform into suggestive, sexual shapes.

You should be scared, yet your curiosity outweighed it. A jasmine flower, with its phallic shape, caught your eye, and you reached out to touch it, feeling the essence leak out and fill the air with its sweet aroma.

The female Sephiroth's greeting that came from a distance jolted you out of your trance.

You glanced back at the Jasmine, which seemed to go back to its usual appearance. What just happened?

She rushed towards you, her warm hug enveloping you as her large breasts pressed against your back.

"Is my darling enjoying her new, revitalized garden after that bratty boy destroyed it?" She asked.

You forced an innocent smile. "He's unstable, being the youngest Sephiroth, so please, don't blame him..."

She giggled at your response, her nose twitching at the sweet scent of Jasmine.

Her hands move down your body, fingers softly grazing your skin before giving your breasts a gentle squeeze, asking why you've been avoiding her.

The sensations coursing through your body overwhelmed you as she touched you, rendering you incapable of responding.

"Well?" she said, her fingers tightening around your nipples and causing you to cry out in pain.

Her fingers were nimble and skilled as she kneaded and teased your nipples, sending shivers down your spine.

You eventually gave up and spilled your heart out, confessing all your dark desires to her.

With a dark, husky laugh, she released her pull on your nipples, leaving a tingling sensation behind. She then flips you over onto the ground, taking your wet, lacey panties off.

With a sly smile, Sephiroth exposed her large, lactating breasts from the confines of her trench coat.

Her gaze became locked onto the jasmine flower from earlier, now retaking that phallic form and releasing its sweet aroma once more. "It seems Mother is quite eager for this as well."

You lay your head in her lap, feeling her hand hovering over your wetness. The other flowers around you changed shape, resembling both phallic and yonic forms.

"Now, let us begin..."

Looks like Jenova want to get in on the fun... Girls night out? 👀

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rabbitbakery · 10 months

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The queen and her subject <3

I can explain 👁👁 I’m gay an I’ve been hyper fixated on this silly lil goddess I made soooo I’m dragging you all with me >:)

(NEEDED CONTEXT: a Crystalline is the species that Iris is, they rule over villages similarly to kings?? Think goddess but with crystal. Also she can like, make crystals???? It’s hard to explain but I promise it’s better shown than told.) all of Iris’s lines will be in purple

(warnings: yandere behavior, arranged marriage, kinda violence? It’s implied ig, big woman, like so much fluff) do not seek a relationship like this EVER in real life capish. Your a female in this too bth ———————————————————————

Divine, all knowing, and all seeing. Those were the words to describe her. The being who oversaw your small village was a Crystalline, an Amethyst one at that. She was seen as the most gorgeous being in all of your region! So why was a lowly geologist like you being summoned to her cave?

Deep, deep into the woods was a plentiful cave full of amethyst and other wondrous artifacts. This is where she made her home. Her name was Iris, she watched and ruled your village. You yourself were eager yet frightened to enter the cavern, no soul has ever been summoned to her home for good reasons. But you couldn’t help but the wonder what you could have possibly done? You were a good, hardworking, and friendly member of the community. You have done no wrong from what you know! Which only left one simple question, why were you being summoned?

As the guards escorted you, faint humming could be heard throughout the forest. As you we approaching closer and closer to the cave, the humming became louder and louder, almost to loud. Your walking slowed a bit in fear, but a small shove from the men kept you moving. Upon arriving, a beautiful cave is presented to you. Amethyst sprawls from the women, covering the walls and ground in the beautiful crystal. As she sees that you have arrived, she stops humming and turns slightly to address you.

“Hello there my dear! I hope the journey here wasn’t too strenuous!”

The woman in-front of you was… for lack of a better term massive. Not in a derogatory way of course, just quite literally massive. She was at least a hundred times your height and width. She was always referred to as a gentle giant, but you thought the villagers meant she was a bit on the tall side! As you’re trapped in your, quite surprised thoughts, one of the men pipe up.

“ I assure you we were gentle with her your liege.” A disappointed sigh was heard from the woman, clearly not happy with the answer given to her.

“You’re aware I oversee EVERYTHING that happens in that village correct?”

Seems the men failed to inform her of them breaking into your home and dragging you by your hair out. You’re gonna have bruises for weeks from how they handled you.

“Your liege I can-“

“I suggest you keep quiet, boy. I’m not exactly in a “merciful” mood this evening.”

Iris’s tone was enough to sent shivers down all three of you and the men’s spines. A few agonizing seconds pass before the other knight speaks up.

“My liege, if I may?”

“Make your words well spoken boy, I don’t have time for this.”

“Why did you request her?”

Thank the stars you didn’t have to ask, you think in your state you would have fainted at the thought of speaking.

Another sigh is heard before she gives a snappy remark back.

“She is to be my wife, do your men not recall that conversation? Or are you all too incompetent to understand anything I say?”

…

WHAT? Why weren’t you informed of this! You can’t be her wife- you’re not prepared! You know next to nothing about being a spouse!

You suppose the look of your face gave yourself away, as she speaks once again.

“You all told her she was to be married to me, correct ?”

“…”

“Oh thank the STARS she is in this room because if she WASN’T!”

Sharp jagged shards of amethyst rapidly spread from her feet and surround the men, who were now standing in-front of you. The amethyst is only about as tall as their boots, but it sends fear into both the men’s hearts, their body language reflects such. Her pupils turn into small slits, similar to a snake. She withdraws the amethyst shards from the men once she sees your fear.

“My apologies my dear, you two leave now”

They didn’t need to be told as they high tailed it outta there right as she said. You almost wanted to stop them, ask what was happening. The fear of upsetting her stopped you from doing such.

“My deepest apologies for how those pigs handled you my love! I can assure you that their actions will not go without punishment.”

“…May I my liege?”

“Of course my dearest.”

“…What is… happening?” The confusion in your voice was evident and you were shaken in your boots.

“Ah yes, I suppose an explanation is in order hm? Well as your aware I be requested your here for us to be wed! I’ve been keeping a close eye on you for quite some time~” Iris cooed gently, her voice much lower then before. Your not quite sure what she meant by “keeping a close eye”. Has she been stalking you!? You suppose that would explain your situation, but why?

“My liege, why me in particular? I’m no noble or Crystalline.”

“Oh my love, your so much more to me then that, the day I saw you at the moon rabbit festival I knew it was fate.”

Every year your village hosts a moon rabbit festival, to celebrate the many rabbits and bunny’s who wander your village. Rabbits are very sacred to your village, so Iris would attend every year to help decorate and give blessings. You had a stand selling the many crystals and gems you’ve collected from that year. You thought your liege was keeping a close watch on you, maybe too close even. But you thought nothing of it, merely a illusion in your eyes.

“My liege, I beg you to reconsider! I truly am not spouse material!”

“Oh hush my dear, that’s blasphemy!” Iris proclaimed with a chuckle. As she did, her tail curled around you, trapping you in-front of her.

“I’m not letting such a beautiful flower wilt under my careful watch~” She gently picks you up without warning, causing you to flinch a little. She holds you gently in her palm and brings you to her face, nuzzling you.

“I love you more than anything my darling, and I’m not letting my opportunity to be your wife slip from my palm.” With that, she gives you a kiss on your head, leaving you warm and fuzzy inside. Still holding you, she stands up from her perch and walks deeper into her home.

“I suppose I should show you where you’ll be residing from now on hm?”

She strolls deeper and see into her cavern. It was much bigger than it looks from the outside, yet still as beautiful. Crystals and silver adorned the walls of the abode, shimmering as Iris walked. She cradled you in her arms, occasionally looking down at you with a loving gaze and a warm smile. Her pace slow and steady, her hold firm. This felt… wrong. Your not used to so much attention, positive attention at that. You simply couldn’t handle it! Luckily you wouldn’t have to wait for long as you see a room off of the hallway like stretch of cave. To your left was a separate cavern, a bolder covering the entrance. Iris effortlessly pushes the bolder out of the way and enters the room.

“Here is our bedroom! You’ll be here for a bit before we have our wedding, sorry there aren’t anymore rooms my dove, I’m not quite finished creating the rest of our home just yet.”

The room had the same amethyst coating the walls, the ground a purple rug with shimmering bits in it. The walls had some shelves made of stone, on them were things that you weren’t quite sure what they were, but they looks expensive. And too the right was a small nest of very large purple blankets and pillows, all shimmering with the same shimmering bits as the rug. All you could do was stare in amazement, you hadn’t the money to even lay eyes on these things, let alone live near them. Iris gently set you on the mound of blankets and sat down to your level, setting her head in her arms. A loving stare poured into you, all you could do is curl up and try not to look stupid.

“Oh my dear, what am I too do with you~” She gently nudges a strand of hair out of your face with her finger and tilts your head up to meet her eyes. After a few seconds of you desperately trying to avoid eye contact, she takes her hand and pulls you into her arms, embracing you in a warm hug. Faint purring is heard from her throat as she crawls into her nest and lays you next to her.

“We should get some sleep my dear, I have to plan tomorrow, and I’m sure you’ll want to be well rested.”

She says as she pulls you into a tight hug. You wiggle a bit, her giggling and holding you tighter in protest. You eventually give up and drift to sleep. Unaware of the obsessive eyes watching over your every move.

“Goodnight my sweet, I promise you’ll get adjusted soon~”

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diejager · 8 months

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any thoughts for yandere!pervy!könig who has to resist from fucking you so hard? knowing you're too weak and fragile to ruin, but palming himself through his pants whilst bathing you, or creeping on you as you sleep!!! 🥹

ignore if you want to!! can be somnophillia/noncon if you want 🎀🩷

How exactly am I supposed to ignore this??? This is such a good idea!

Yan!Pervy roommate König x fem!reader

Cw: Perverted König, dub-con, somnophilia, panty sniffing, panty stealer, scent/musk kink, handjob, tell me if I missed any.

He just can’t believe how lucky he got when you answered the ad for a roommate. He knew you were searching for a place to move in, wanting to move out of your parents’ place as a first step into independence and he’d purposely put the ad out a few weeks before you moved. The rate was low, lower than most apartment would cost - even for a old, beaten flat, but his was new and well-maintained - it was his way of silently coaxing you to room with him. König had declined every other, keeping it open until you finally contacted him.

The days between your first interaction and your move in were a blur in his mind, dazed with ecstasy and joy to be have you at an arm’s length. You were so small compared to him - as most people were - and so weak and fragile, limbs a third to his and as strong as a child in his eyes. You were so innocent and untouched, your tight little cunt still a virgin in this age. You were temptation on two legs.

He can’t remember the first time he peeked through the crack of the bathroom door, the glass shower doing nothing to hide your wet, naked skin as he palmed himself, groaning lowly as he fished out his hardened cock. He pumped himself, hand twisting as he reached the swollen head of his cock, thumb pressing against the leaky slit and using his precum as lube, jerking his hardened length more easily. He came at the thought of running his hands on your skin, kissing your collar and biting that beautiful neck, digging his hands into your thighs as he fucked into your small cunt. He hurriedly cleaned up and tucked himself back into his pants, burying the flush on his skin as he waited for you to finish your shower.

After the first month, jerking off while watching you shower wasn’t enough, he humped your cushion when you were out, dragging his drizzly cock over your bed. Face buried in your sheets, he drinks in your scent, that sweet rose and vanilla smell of your shampoo as he rutted into his tight palm, imagining that he was between your warm walls. König could come at the idea of covering you in his musk, your hair smelling like him, you skin tasting like him, you cunt leaking of him. He came so hard that it spurted all over your bed, his cum was on your blanket, on your bedsheet, on your cushion and on your headboard. Fuck, he loved the idea of covering you and your things in his cum.

When coming in his hand to the sight of you in the shower and your empty bed wasn’t enough, he slipped into your room at night, the only sound in your shared appartient being you soft snoring and his laboured breaths. He stroked himself, teasing his throbbing cock with slow pumps and watching your innocent oblivion to his dirty thoughts while you slept. He was crouched over you, his figure looming over your figure when he came, thighs spread wide over your hips and hand clawing your bedsheet besides your head, you warm breath hitting his wrist.

You’d wake up without knowing why you were coated in crusty substance or why you were missing another panty, your pretty, blue lacy panty gone from your drawer. König would be in his room, holding your pretty lace lingerie over his nose, sniffing it while he pumped himself. God, König couldn’t stop himself from covering your underwear in his load before handing it back to you, saying that he found it somewhere in the house. Then you’d wear it, your sweet cunny over the spot he came on, making him purr in satisfaction, a branding on you in the deepest way possible since he couldn’t bully his cock into you just yet.

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yandere-writer-momo · 1 month

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Yandere Head Canons:

Sacrificial Bride

Yandere Dragon Shifter x Princess Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Princess? What’s wrong?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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yan-maid-cafe · 26 days

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Yandere Imposter

Imagine a yandere that pretends to be someone else...

You and your husband hadn't been close in years. A rotten drunkard that spent all day rotting away on the couch. When the two of you got married, you genuinely thought things would be perfect, he was such a sweet guy. But things just went downhill from there.

He was a sleeze bag. Spending all day drinking and refusing to work. Forcing you to get a job to support you both, but he couldn't even bother being somekind of househusband. No, he expected you to get off of work clean the house for him and still cook him dinner everyday. You felt more like his mother than his wife. And it was getting on your last nerve.

So imagine your surprise when you walk into the house one day, the smell of cheap booze and cigarette smoke gone. Instead replaced with the smell of soup?

The place was oddly spotless as you made your way into the kitchen, and there standing at the stove was your husband. Wearing an apron as he stirred the food in the pot. It was unnerving, if you knew anything about your husband it was that he refused to even step foot in the kitchen unless it was to eat. As if sensing your presence, he quickly turned around a smile spreading on his face. Was it just you or were his teeth whiter than usual?

Walking over he wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug, burying his face into your neck. A look of happiness on his face as he held you close.

"I'm so happy you're finally home, Dear. I went ahead and made dinner, you just go sit down and I'll be right over."

Since when had he called you pet names? You couldn't help but check his tempature, wondering if he was running a fever of somekind. Why else would he be acting so out of character suddenly. But he simply laughed off your worry and ushered you towards your seat. Immediantly serving you dinner with a blissful smile, a smile you had never seen on his face. You were so confused...

The night just continued on like that. One weird occurance after another. It felt like you were with a stranger, someone nothing like your husband yet identical to him. You felt like you were going mad, until night eventually came. Bringing you to bed, you and your husband lied down together. Except unlike everynight since your honeymoon, he pulled you closer. Snuggled up next to you as he whispered softly in your ear, almost bringing tears to your eyes.

"I'm so sorry for the way things have been all these years. You never deserved any of it. But as long as I'm here, I'll treat you perfect..."

Edan had always hated his brother. Despite looking identical, they couldn't have been more different. And it felt like his brother was always out to make his life difficult. If Edan got on the football team, his brother was the quaterback. If Edan got a B, his brother got an A. If Edan got honor roll, his brother got valedictorian. And eventually when Edan felt like he had met his soulmate his dear brother had to marry them. He could never win. It was all too much.

Especially when Edan began to take a closer look into the life his brother had stolen away from him. He was disgusted. Working his beloved like a dog day and night. Treating them as nothing more than a servant meant to do whatever was demanded of them, not giving them the life they deserved. The day he snapped came when he saw his beloved leave for work, continuing to stay near the house. He watched as his brother stepped out of the house hours later, walking over to one of the neighboring apartment doors and knocked on it. A scantily clad individual opening the door and ushering him inside. He saw red...

How foolish did that idiot have to be. Stealing away the life that Edan deserved, only to not even appreciate it. He got the privilege to lay beside perfection every night, and he still ran into the arms of some worthless harlot. He couldn't stand it. His beloved didn't deserve this mistreatment, and his brother didn't deserve their love. But what was he supposed to do about it...

He had never been so happy that the two were identical...

All it took was a little makeover and a swap of IDs for the two to look the exact same again. Now if he was ever found, Edan would be dead. He had to clean up all the blood from the floor, he might have gone a bit overboard but years of hatred and frustration will do that to a person.

But it was all worth it in this moment. Holding his beloved close to his chest as the two lay together, it was a dream come true. Burying his face in their hair, he continued to whisper to them, arms wrapped tightly around their body so that they couldn't get up. They never had to know.

" You'll get the life you deserve. We'll both get the lives we deserve, no matter what..."

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #male yandere #yandere imposter #yandere oc #female reader #fem reader

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angelltheninth · 2 months

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Soft Yandere Boyfriend Turns Rough when He Sees His Best Friend Flirting with You

Pairing: Soft Male!Yandere x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, gentle to rough sex, possessiveness, yandere behavior, marking, biting, hickeys, hands pinned above your head

A/N: He can be crazy, just a bit. A tiny bit.

Your soft!yandere boyfriend never hurt a soul. You didn't think him capable of such a thing, he was protective but very gentle, even avoiding fighting when it can be done. Luckily he was more on the muscular side so him looking at someone wrong tended to do the job. You also noticed that every time it happened he was a bit rougher with you in bed, like he needed an outlet.

The only time you saw your soft!yandere boyfriend get into a fight it was with his best friend after he flirted with you as a joke. At lest his friend insisted it was a joke but after that fight your boyfriend wasn't buying that excuse. He took you by the hand after he yelled at his friend some more and wasted no time walking you home and immediately stripping.

He needed you. He needed this. He needed to know you would never leave him. With teary eyes your soft!yandere boyfriend kissed you, telling you he was sorry you had to see that, see him lose his temper. After this he'll try to talk to his friend for crossing a line but first he has to make sure you still love him and want to be with him.

Like those times before he pins you against the bed, angling his cock with your entrance while his hands pin your hands above your head. At time like this he doesn't seem like the soft!yandere boyfriend that you feel in love with, he is almost a different person. He looks, sounds, smells the same but the way he fucks you couldn't be more different.

Soft!yandere boyfriend doesn't take his stormy eyes off yours as he makes love to you. He needs this reassurance, he needs to see the love in your eyes as they glaze over with each pump of his hips against your own. His full balls ache with the need to be drained by you, his cock pulsing and stimulating your deepest, most sensitive spots. You can hardly keep the eye contact but you don't want to stop looking at him when he's this wild, when he shows you this hidden, rough side of him.

Your soft!yandere boyfriend keeps this possessive side hidden even from you, only allowing you to see it in moments like there. Moments where he as to make sure you're his and he's yours. To further assure you both of this he allows you to scratch his back as you come, meanwhile his teeth find the soft flesh of your breasts, biting harshly, too hard, the spiking pain sending you over the edge and him soon after.

The next day your soft!yandere boyfriend is back to his old self, apologizing to getting rough but happy that you enjoy it. When he kisses even bruise and bite he left on you he decides to call his friend to try and make up with him. When the three of you meet up there a big, proud smile blooming on his face when his friend notices the hickeys peaking from behind both your shirts.

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere #male yandere #yandere imagines #yandere male #yandere writing #yandere smut #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere x female reader #soft yandere #original writing #yandere x darling

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ozzgin · 2 months

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More of the yandere monster???? Like their married life, him being such a cutie cutie and the reader is a willing person to his yandere tendencies. Like him physically fighting someone for flirting with her for .01 second and her just being 😍🥰

Alright anon, seeing as this has once again resurfaced, I'll cover a little bit of marital life as per your suggestion. (I'm hoping you're referring to the older sibling monster)

Yandere! Monster Husband x Reader

A little change of plans and the wedding you've been kidnapped for continued without a hitch, except you married the monstrous sibling instead. Made for an awkward celebratory dinner, but no one dared to oppose the Beast.

Content: female reader, monster romance, mildly NSFW, saga of the monster hoe reader continues

[First part]

The next family dinner was quiet. You couldn't help but wonder if your horniness had gone too far, slowly chewing your food and occasionally peeking at the ex-groom with remorseful eyes. Poor guy, you thought. "Well, it's quite convenient, isn't it?" he finally said, breaking the silence. The cutlery sounds paused, and you lifted your gaze again. The man flashed you a radiant smile, which emphasized his handsome features even more. "I mean, we weren't sure we'd ever find a wife for my brother. He has a bit of an attitude, and even monsters are afraid of him. The only marriage attempt-" his speech was interrupted by a grunt, and you turned towards your monstrous boyfriend. The older sibling was frowning, visibly embarrassed. "Oh, I remember!" the mother of the siblings, a halfling herself, suddenly chuckled into her glass, taking a generous sip before continuing: "We'd arranged for a fellow monster to meet him, and the poor soul got so frightened she blended in with the background! Took us two days to find her! She came from a chameleon family, I recall."

Everyone at the table began to laugh and you joined, although with a mild annoyance tinged into your voice. So what, there was no reason for you to be plagued by guilt? You even refused a night escapade with your boyfriend until things "settled", as a way to be respectful towards the cucked party. All for naught. At least now you could be ravaged without further consequences. When the mother in law had pulled you aside hours earlier to make sure you weren't coerced into this arrangement, you had to hold back from crassly confessing you'd slurp her son empty of fluids at any hour of the day. Some things are better left untold.

Unfortunately, one detail couldn't be changed in time: the guest list. As this had been an event meant to strengthen the ties between humans, no one outside of the immediate family graced the venue with their monstrous presence. Many guests were intrigued by the outcome of the affair, terribly curious to see the famed wife-to-be of the gruesome, feared Head of the royal army. Even more so once they discovered it was a regular human by all means. "Fascinating!", the old ladies would occasionally cry out, clutching the plump, expensive pearls adorning their necks. You had to frequently excuse yourself in order to dodge the rather indecent questions regarding your relationship. Except when you did manage to sneak away, one of the younger men of names and titles you never registered would approach you for a dance. "Truly a pitiful matter", they'd whisper much too close to your ear. "You would've made a lovely bride for a fellow human."

"You're unexpectedly calm about this", the prince mentioned to his older brother at some point during the wedding night. "Are you not bothered by all the acquaintances flocking to your bride?" The monster shook his head with a sigh. He hadn't known you for that long yet, but one thing he was certain of: it's not humans he needed to fear.

Indeed, having a wife with a monster kink is particularly challenging when most of the husband's work involves similar creatures. The first months after the marriage were stalked by the insidious doubt that his luck was just that: mere coincidence. Would you have displayed the same interest had he not been the only beast at the table? Would you still pick him in a room full of monsters? Such questions followed him each day, feeding into an ever-growing jealousy.

"What are you doing here!", he exclaimed in despair once he noticed your arrival at his training camp. "You forgot your lunch", you explained, eyebrows raised in confusion. Oh, for fuck's sake. He quickly pulled you away, glaring at the subordinates startled by the commotion. They must've been eyeing (Y/N) like rabid dogs, he thought. Next thing you know, you'll be scooped away by some horned scoundrel. He can't have that.

Initially, the rage-filled, obsession-driven fuck you'd receive almost daily was welcomed with shameless begging. The way your monster husband would pin you down under his claws and thrust into you so hard, you could see its movement in waves across your stomach. The way he'd forcefully spread your legs, hungrily sinking his nails into the soft flesh of your thighs and gnawing your shoulders in delirious need. The tears that sheepishly formed in the corners of your hooded eyes would only incite him more. "Bite onto my hand if you can't take it anymore", he'd coo without stopping. As much as you liked to be left a limp, drooling mess, the soreness grew unbearable. Enough was enough when you found yourself carrying a cushion to sit down on any surface.

"Listen, we need to have a talk." You greeted him solemnly once he returned from his military duties. Oh, no. Absolutely not. The monstrous husband bit his lips in panic, immediately going through a mental list of all his subordinates. Or was it someone in the family that slithered their way into your heart? Is that what it was about, that you'd found a different creature? No matter, you weren't going anywhere. "I don't want to hear about it", he declared dramatically. "I have a bruised cervix!" you shouted in disbelief. "Huh?" He stared at you. "It hurts even when I lay down, man. You have to tone it down. At least for a little while."

Ah. Awkward. You noticed his flinch, and patted the empty seat next to you. "What did you think I was going to say?" The bench groaned under the weight of his gargantuan body. Hands folded in his lap like a punished schoolboy, your husband began to narrate the tale of his seething envy and frenzied passion for you. You must understand, he's never cared for anyone as much. To hell with duty and honor, he would kill his own father if his touch on you lingered one second longer than permitted. "Alright, but you must control yourself a little", you reminded him gently. "Never, my urge to obliterate any threat in my path is insatiable", he concluded with vehemence. "Yes, yes, that I understand. The sex, I mean", you gesticulated. "Of course. My apologies, I got sidetracked."

Somehow, he didn't expect to leave this conversation with a cathartic approval of his possessiveness. "Surely you must be upset by my fanatical behavior", he suggested meekly. "Oh no, it's part of your charm", you reassured him with a smile. "It's just not that sustainable in bed without the occasional break." You pat your stomach to express your misfortune.

Sadly, your monster fucking dreams must adhere to the laws of biology.

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shooting-love-arrows · 5 months

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𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘

PAIRING: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 x reader (gender not mentioned/implied/specified); SYNOPSIS: Your first meeting with him was anthing but charming. Especially when he cornered you to the point, where you know you'll have no choice but to submit. TW. implied age gap, manipulation, threatening (?), red flag, power imbalance;

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

"How can I help you, sir?"

"Be my sugar baby."

You blinked owlishly, trying to process what this customer said and if it was on the menu. When in fact it turned out that it isn't and you connected the words and their meaning, you were ready to burst out laughing.

He can't be serious.

Just by looking at him, you can tell he occupies a high position in some fancy corporation. You were even ready to bet that he was a CEO! It was a mystery itself why he was here, in a food chain restaurant in the first place. An enigma why he even said something like that to you, a plain worker who is pretty much opposite in every aspect one could think of.

He is handsome, you give him that. Probably older than you, since his face was more defined and mature. His suit, which you imagned to be tailor-made, colonge that was so strong you could smell it from behind the counter and all the expensive accesories (I mean look at his watch! Worth univesity tuition installment or two!) he had on were probably worth more than what you owned now.

But no, you aren't stupid. Sleep deprived, yes. Hungry, yes. Broke, also unfortunately, yes. But not stupid.

This man must be high then. No other sane and sober and filthy rich man would propose something like that to the (broke) food chain worker during the first meeting.

You took a deep breath, reminding yourself to be calm. He is still your client and you are fighting to be this employee of the month. You can already envision your photo hanging by the cashier and feel the additional money in your bank account. You won't lose your cool now.

Instead, you plastered your best fake smile.

"I'm afraid that's not on our menu sir. Do you fancy something else?"

The man chuckled, as if you told the best and poshest joke known to mankind. Your eyebrow twitched, yet your smile didn't budget.

Calm down...he is high...let him laugh...employee of the month...additional money...!

"You're more amusing than I thought." 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 wiped a stray tear from his eye. "Trust me sweetie, I love how you call me 'sir' but that doesn't change the fact that my request still stays. I want you to be my sugar baby."

"I'm afraid that's not possible, sir."

"Ho ho, everything is possible." 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 hid his hands in the pocket of his pants. He was staring down at you, like you were the most interesting thing he saw in a long while. You began to feel uneasy and slightly curled into yourself. You didn't like how mischievous his smirk looked.

A beat of tense silence passed, before he spoke again.

"I won't back down, sweetie. You know, I've learned that when you really want something, you should fight for it till you'll achieve it. This situation is no different than a business. I provide you safety and money, while you agree to be mine and fulfill my (every) requests." He finished his speech with a smile worth a million dollars, showing off his pearly white and straight teeth.

"Sir -- "

"After all, you wouldn't want your current life to crumble, hm?" You froze when his expression became sinister and his voice lowered to the point of mocking. In your gut you began to feel dread. You knew this feeling bery well. It appears whenever you sense danger. Currently, this man in front of you was a person who you should be afraid of. One thing for sure, he wasn't lying when he said he can destroy you in a matter of one call.

Money rules the world.

"Your measly, little thing, who believes something will change. That it is just a stepping stone. But what if I make it your prison? Force you to be stuck here until you break under pressure? In the end, you'll still agree to be mine, sweetie. It depends on you if you want to suffer or not."

And destroy those who are too weak and gets crushed under its ruthless rule.

"This choice is yours." 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 straightened his back and only now you realized he was holding a sheet of paper. "All you have to do is to sign this..."

You knew you have no choice.

"So pick carefully, sweetie."

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wake-me-up-inside-imagines · 1 month

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Forever.

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

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youryanderedaddy · 3 months

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Tw: female reader, slight dub-con to con, degradation, sex toys pt.1 Happy Valentine's 💞💞💞

Bitchy mean girl, who basically forces you to come to her house every weekend with the pretext that she needs tutoring - and who's more fitting to help her fix her grades than her favourite little nerd?

You actually come prepared too, pink cutesy backpack stuffed with textbooks, footnotes, highlights and colourful markers. But the moment you step inside her house and Jess sees the sheer academic arsenal you've prepared, she burst into torching, mocking laughter. She flicks at your forehead, wiping off a single tear.

"You really thought we were going to study?" She scoffs, dragging you into her lap - smirking as she watches you panic and whine to be let go. She kisses you roughly, determined to get your lips fully wet and shiny, saliva dripping down your chin once she finally pulls away. "You're more stupid than I thought." The cheerleader grins with endearment. "You're lucky you're so cute."

She takes hold of both your thighs and spreads them apart, leering at the lacy white panties peeking underneath your skirt.

"Looks like you came prepared after all." Jess taunts, playing with the flimsy, frilly pink lining - toying with the little ribon in the middle of it. "Maybe deep down you knew this would happen." She grips your jawline, forcing your head up - eyes set on her lips. "Or ma-aybe... you were actually hoping it would." Her hand slips to your neck. "Which one is it, little slut?"

"N-no, it's not like that!" You try to defend yourself, cheeks heating up by the second. "I-I, I wasn't, I didn't-" You stumble all over your words - but your body betrays you, back arching wantonly as Jess brushes a single finger across your clothed slit. Giggling with content at your desperation, she starts rubbing you over your panties, enjoying the way you squirm and shake your head as if fighting the pleasure.

"You weren't what, nerd? You weren't trying to get yourself fucked like a proper whore?" The girl all but hisses down your throat, biting at your jugular - letting her lips soothe the initial sting. "You weren't trying to be all slutty and cute, making me want you?" You can feel her fingers finally, finally make their way down the elastic band, cupping your mound before the first digit slips inside you, forcing a lewd, breathy moan out of you. "You're so wet for me, yet you keep acting like you don't want it."

Her lips stretch into a thin, self evident smirk as she reaches for something in her pocket you can't make out from beneath her. You suck in a sharp breath, eyes still glassy from her teasing - both anxious and excited to see what's next.

"I have just the right thing for a little bratty bitch like you." Jess pulls you into yet another messy, sloppy kiss, grinning at the sight of your chin stained all over by her bright red lipstick. It makes you look so... hers. "Let's see how long you can hide your true feelings once I have you coming your brains out." She says, teeth bared with a sadistic little gleam in her dark blue eyes. You hear a buzzing sound - and then your vision fills with blurry lines and stars and raw, red - hot pleasure you can feel deep in your guts.

The cheerleader nests the small vibrator snugly against your clit, setting your nerves on fire. It's all too much - her soft, delicate hands touching you all over, the dirty whispers in your ear egging you on, the waves of ecstasy flooding your body each and every second. You try to catch your breath, but every time you open your mouth, the sounds that come out are all whiner and needier than the last.

"Aww, you're already doing so good for me, baby." Jess coos, head resting against your shoulder - holding you down tightly as your body writhes and jumps as if devoid of any control. "See? It's so much better to be honest." She presses the vibrator down once again, watching your button swell and twitch in overstimulation. "Let go completely." She licks your neck, driving you even wilder. "Let me make you mine, m'kay?"

And you think, hell, you might as well.

#yandere #yancore #female yandere #female yandere x reader #yandere smut #yandere oneshot #yandere x you #female yandere x you #female yandere x female reader

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2smolbeans · 2 months

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♡ Electric Collar Yandere Thought ♡

Divider Credit: @cafekitsune

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Imagine being held against your will in your stalker's house, unable to leave. Not because of the locks, not because of their status, power, and wealth - but because of the electrical collar that is snug around your neck. You can't get it off no matter how hard you try to tug it off. You can't even dismantle it because of how smooth and hard the material is. Not only can you not remove it, but everytime you step near any of the doors that keep you away from your freedom, the collar let's off a warning beep- letting you and your obessessor know that your going a bit too close to that specific door...

At first, you thought nothing of it, but then you learned the hard way when you got rid of the locks of the door and ran out. A few clicks and beeps after that, and next thing you knew, you were crying out in pain as you gripped the collar, clawing at it.

So truly, your stuck.

The worst part is.. They hold the button to control that stupid collar. And boy, do they abuse that power. They want you on their lap? Well, you have 10 seconds to rush over before they press the button. You're showing attitude just when they come back home from work? I think you need a little reminder who provides for you. Your being disobedient? Huh, I guess that's your issue! Nothing a few volts can't fix. They're feeling a bit bored? They wonder how many levels you can endure before you're begging at their feet...

You call this torture. They call it therapy!

Because of the collar, your chances of escaping and denying their eternal love are slim to none! So better get used to it! Not like there's any choice anyway. I mean, unless you can convince them to take it off! But I mean, how much of your dignity are you willing to sacrifice..?

Note: Was experimenting on aesthetics, so I'm glad how it turned out!

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crisiscutie · 11 months

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Saw your post about a yandere fem!Sephy and I have drawn her (with male Sephy!) many times :’D I think she would be a lovely guest in HoS 🥺

Ooooh, lovely art~! Thank you for showing me this. It is official then! Female Sephy is joining the HoS guest cast. We're definitely going across the Sephverse for this AU, aren't we? 😏 Let's celebrate this Crisis Cutie's inclusion with some introduction headcanons~. HoS Mini Episode. 💜💜💜

Making the most of her free time, the darling was casually on her knees, happily tending to her garden.

Without a doubt, she loves her Sephiroths, no matter how...overbearing??? Is that the right word for them?

....Whatever they may be, as they are her lifeblood. But sometimes even she needs a break.

The darling slowly lifted her head, the sweet sound of a woman's voice echoing in her mind, calling for her to come.

That's strange; it's a voice she never heard before. She knew it wasn't her own or Jenova's... Yet it's a voice she should be familiar with.

The darling shook her head, rising from the ground before she came to a stop, her hair billowing in the dreary wind as she beheld the meancing figure before her.

"There you are~"

As the husky, sinister words of the towering woman with silver hair hung in the air, the darling felt a chill that enveloped her.

Her intense slit eyes held the attention of the darling's own. Their mako-colored hue radiated while her thin, glossy lips curved into a sly smirk.

She looked almost identical to the Leader Sephiroth, with the same bangs and her Masamune was the same length as his. The only thing setting her apart was the thigh-high boots, which exposed the top of her bare, toned thighs.

She had a teasing, serpentine energy that lingered in the air, like one of the twin Sephiroths who enjoyed toying with his prey.

The darling's eyes widened in confusion at this peculiar sighting. She stood in awe, not knowing which surprise to be more shocked by:

The fact there is now a female Sephiroth, or that there is a Sephiroth that willingly stepped into her garden, which happened only once with the other Sephiroths.

Unexpectedly, Sephiroth swept her into a passionate hug, smothering the poor girl into her voluptuous chest as she sweetly talked about their unbreakable bond.

The darling attempts to pull away from her doting and possessive hug, yet her efforts are futile.

This Sephiroth was as powerful and enthralled with her as her male counterparts. As she spoke, the darling trembled as the cold metal of Sephiroth's Masamune affectionately caressed against her delicate skin.

With a soft sigh, the darling eventually succumbed to the flood of tenderness that Sephiroth was providing her with, as she went on and on in her ramblings.

At least she watered her flowers this time...

The demand for mommy yandere Sephy was heard, and now it is delivered~ I will also accept requests/prompts for this Sephy as I do for others.

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rabbitbakery · 8 months

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im working on part two of the silly goddess lady but for now have some art

(Click for better quality)

I did this a bit ago while I started the first draft, so I figured I’d share since I haven’t been posting any of my high effort art in a bit 😔

#art #artists on tumblr #rabbitbakery #young artist #oc artist #oc #oc stuff #oc art #yandere trope #female yandere #yandere #tw yandere #female yandere x female reader #female yandere x reader #yandere girl

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00-jammy-00 · 6 months

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Yan!Fuckboy HC’s

Yan!Fuckboy x GN! Stuco President! Reader

Content warning - Yandere themes, stalking, murder, obsession, masochist yandere (if you squint), nsfw mentions

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Yan!Fuckboy who can’t help but stare at you as you walk down the hallways. God your ass, the sway of your hips, the glare you give him, the scoffs when he compliments you, all of it makes his cock throb in his pants.

Yan!Fuckboy who makes it his daily routine to follow you home after school, he can practically smell you! Look how cute you look when you get in the shower, he’s so happy he brought his camera.

Yan!Fuckboy who has sex with anyone who resembles you, the same perfume? He’s already shoved his dick in that hole. The same hair colour? He’s already had that mouth around him yet none of them satisfied him the same way you did that one night.

Yan!Fuckboy who needs another taste, having a one night stand at a Halloween party isn’t enough for him! Please let him have one more chance!

Yan!Fuckboy who realises that it’s not your fault you’re rejecting him, it’s that guy on the student council, isn’t it? He’s blackmailing you, isn’t he? He’ll make sure that asshole never smiles at you again.

Yan!Fuckboy who’s over the moon that you agreed to hook up whenever you’re feeling frustrated. It’s become his life mission to irritate you until you either fuck him dumb, or he fucks you silly.

Yan!Fuckboy who stole your spare key and made a copy so he can visit you whenever he wants. How’d he get your key? You gave it to him silly! You remember, don’t you?

Yan!Fuckboy who cums as soon as he’s fully in your hole, despite all his experience and his larger than average body count, you make him feel like a virgin again.

Yan!Fuckboy who puts a bullet through the eyes of any slutty girl or guy that tried to get in his pants, he’s reserved for you only, like how he doesn’t let any other people try to have their way with you, you’ll be together forever! It’s not like you have a choice anyway!

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