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verxsyon · 1 year

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·:*¨༺ ❝ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖 (𝐈) ❞

with your auto workshop at risk of closing down, your best friend offers to introduce you to people who are definitely in need of your high quality services: underground street racers of blue lock, whose obsessions are winning the races. however, your arrival at the track makes them think otherwise.

✧ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. kira ryosuke, isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, chigiri hyoma, kunigami rensuke, barou shouei, niko ikki, mikage reo, & nagi seishiro x gn!reader

✧ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭. headcanon (written) ; 1.1k

✧ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞. e2l au, f2l au, street racer au ; fluff

✧ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. slight possessive behavior (barou)

✧ 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚. so my streamer au hcs popped off… ngl, i wasn’t expecting much, but thanks for that! here’s another one with more characters into the mix. i’ve been waiting to write this au, ugh. this was originally a huge post with 18 characters, but i thought it was too much so i’m splitting this into two parts. hm, a week or two for the second part?

[ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖 (𝐈𝐈) ]

𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞. the jewel. he has been your best friend since diapers, as well as your soulmate, partner-in-crime, ride or die, and a lot of other things referring to him as your other half. as your best friend, he hates to see you unhappy. for instance, recently, he tells you that he knows people who will gladly pay you a generous amount to fix their cars, risking your safety because it’s blue lock of all things. it’s not easy to turn him down, so you agree to meet your new potential customers at the track underground despite the consequences. the likes of you rarely come to blue lock so it’s natural to have everyone wary of your arrival, which he warns you to stay close to him.

𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢. the heart. he’s relatively new to blue lock, but is already very popular among the audience for the freshness he brings to the atmosphere, which most of the older racers lack. ryosuke’s his first friend, so at least there’s someone other than your partner who you can trust. you’re in his care while ryosuke checks in with the rest of his team, and he decides to give you a tour of blue lock to keep you entertained. he’s sweet and kind, asking you if you want water and if you feel alright because racers have been staring at you since you arrived. before he can say more, an uproar booms, caused by a racer standing proudly on his car with paint all over his body.

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮. the monster. he loves decorating, especially his car which explains the spray paint, but is terrible at being an artist. on the surface, he seems playful and cheerful, performing some sort of gymnastics routine through the crowd to isagi and greets him with pinches and stretches on his cheeks. however, his gaze tells a whole other story. he’s dangerous, with the possibility that he can beat up the entire venue with his spray paint bottles. jokes aside, he’s made a strong first impression, and it seems like he feels the same when he’s up at your face, studying you intensely. that earns him a flick on the forehead from a red-haired boy who’s too pretty to be true.

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐚. the surge. he’s the fastest racer in blue lock, securing every victory at the speed of light. also known as its “princess”, but he doesn’t seem too fond of that moniker. as he approaches bachira to scold him for always scaring newcomers, his beauty is so unreal that you don’t even realize you’ve been staring at him until he tells you to stop and that you’re turning into bachira. in all seriousness, he apologizes for teammate’s antics, justifying that he acts like that before a highly anticipated race. he’s out due to a leg injury and has a teammate helping him to stay in shape: a bulky racer with orange spiky hair who you first see at the team garage.

𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞. the hero. he’s the strongest racer in blue lock in terms of endurance, outlasting everyone in those types of races. the de facto leader of team z, he acts as an older brother to them as he’s very protective and solves issues in a civil manner, which balances out his hot-blooded personality. he’s more than thrilled to have you as blue lock’s business partner, but first things first, as ryosuke has matters to take care of, he’s asked on his behalf to take you home. you thank him for the ride and being nice to you. embarrassed, he says he’ll see you at the race before zooming away.

𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐞𝐢. the king. he’s the leader of team y, the racer ryosuke’s been complaining about ever since he came back to your shop the day after your first time to blue lock. based on his description, he’s selfish and arrogant, claiming that the venue is his throne, and also that he’ll be one of the competitors in the upcoming race. ryosuke advises you to refuse him if he visits. after all, you have that right; but out of goodwill, you won’t. sometimes you wish you don’t mean the things that you’ve said because you disliked him upon the first verbal exchange. he had the audacity to tell you you’re his when he wins. you’ll follow ryosuke’s advice for sure when this guy comes.

𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨 𝐢𝐤𝐤𝐢. the sentry. he’s the youngest member of blue lock and the only non-racer. instead, he has sharp eyesight for alerting everyone when the police are near. he’s seen your little exchange with barou, so he decides to talk to you about him. not only is his ability useful for avoiding trouble with the law, he can analyze hand movements and facial expressions, whether they’re genuine or not. barou rarely says that to anyone, meaning he’s not an exception to be captivated by you. this boy admits you’re one of the people he admires due to your mechanical expertise. as he had said, him and barou aren’t the only ones; a fan favorite’s waiting to be graced by your presence.

𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐨. the heir. he’s the leader as well as the second-best racer of team v. he considers ryosuke to be one of the best racers in blue lock, besides his best friend nagi of course, which is what he’ll use during his negotiations with you. a master at that developed by his upbringing, they worked on the majority of his teammates, earning their respect, so he hopes that you’ll find his terms reasonable and work for him. but what he doesn’t expect is you playing hard to get. you think a pretty rich boy like him deserves a wild goose chase for shits and giggles, but in fact, it makes his pursuit very exhilarating like his races. nagi thinks that what he’s doing is a waste of time.

𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨. the genius. he’s the best racer of team v and is ranked sixth of the top six racers of blue lock. most people would be happy about their achievements, but he doesn’t care as they’re essentially reo’s efforts. all he cares about are his video games and his cactus, until you arrived. he’s interested in attempting to impress you, with “attempt” being the keyword. but reo does all his work once again by introducing him to you as his most prized possession. you may not believe it because of his lazy disposition, but reo promises that you’ll see his full potential in the upcoming race. someone else who he doesn’t find to be a bother, he hopes to see you more often.

✧ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬. if your url is in bold, that means i can’t tag you!

@2018-01-20 ; @astranne ; @kamiiyaka ; @keqism ; @lilikags ; @wanderersbell ; @venexus

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pfpanimes · 1 year

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⌕ death note - light yagami.

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msuchiha · 1 year

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YANDERE ANIME CHARACTERS X Female!READER!

Auther note - my simp ass just had this thought of making a yandere headcanons hehe!(^～^;)ゞ

Warning:- Dark themes, Mention of abuse, Female Reader , Random anime characters!

Kisuke Urahara :-

• You two met when you and Rukia went to get Rukia's order.

• Since you and Rukia gave your power to Ichigo it makes easier for him to kidnap you.

• He usually calls you ‘Doll’ and ‘Baby girl’.

• He manages to convince you that he just wants the best for you.

• You eventually warmed up to him and started loving him back.

• He usually watches Disney movies with you, your favourite one is the lion king.

• He doesn't lock you up in room, but stalks you when he's even a little suspicious.

• When someone tries to flirt with you they ‘Mysteriously’ disappear next day.

Hisoka Morow:-

• I feel like hisoka would be a possesive and obsessive yandere.

• Also, i don't think he would hit his darling unless he just snapped or got too mad at her escape attempts.

• If he has you locked up, no one could ever save you even gon or killua can't save you.

• You'd have to eventually accept your fate.

• Once you accept his love, he would let you have some more freedom but will never let you out by yourself.

Kakashi Hatake:-

• Kakashi is a possesive yandere.

• Even after being so possesive, he would NEVER EVER hit his darling.

• Because he has lost so many people's in his life, he would do almost anything or everything to protect you.

• He'd definitely keep you locked up in your house because liks he said “It's for your own good” (ofcourse you're hokage's darling)

• He will never force his love on you (he's a sweet yandere afterall).

• You'll eventually fall in love with his sweetness.

Kai Chisaki (Overhoul):-

• Super possesive (You already know lol).

• He may even hit his S/o if she try to escape. She tried to climp the window? Well, she better run!

• She and Eri would also get close, like mother and daughter.

• When the hero's went to save Eri, they'd tried to save you as well.

• During the battle vs hero's, he'd try to save you more than he'd try to save Eri.

• During his stay in the tartus he'd only think about you and only you.

• If he escapes, you better run because he will do anything to find you.

Light Yagami (Kira):-

• He'd kidnap you after a week or two of knowing you.

• He'd do anything he can to make sure L and Misa don't find out who you are.

• When you first saw him, you thought there is no way in hell that he's kira, but after knowing him better you realised that he was the mastermind behind all the murders.

• He'll be most possesive of them all, trust me!

• He keeps you on his basement and checks on you every day.

• He says he is only doing it to keep you safe.

• He whispers words like “I love you Y/n” Or “You'll soon fall for me too”. (Well, he isn't wrong, is he?)

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blondeboyfriend · 1 year

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𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 (𝟏𝟖+)

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈

[ PAIRING ] Yoshikage Kira x f!reader [ AUTHOR'S NOTE ] I'd be lying if I said American Psycho didn't inspire bits of this fic. [ SYNOPSIS ] Against his better judgment Kira takes you up on your offer to grab some dinner after work. [ WORD COUNT ] 3k [ CONTENT ] Canon AU, POV switching (though most of it is written from Kira's POV), he is so goddamn mentally ill, y/n is crushing hard, masturbation, oral sex (f receiving), penetrative sex, handjob, murder, angst without a happy ending.

Yoshikage Kira never intended to go out to dinner with you. He was already fantasizing about a quiet evening at home as he finished up his work. He could picture it so clearly: sitting at his dinner table eating leftovers from the night before, eventually making his way to the couch to watch mindless television until the early stages of slumber enveloped him, then he would drink a warm glass of milk and do some light stretches before snuggling up under his freshly washed linen sheets, sleeping soundly until morning came.

But for reasons unknown to him, he felt compelled to take you up on your offer. Maybe it was how you walked by his desk six times before getting the courage to actually speak to him. Or maybe it was your feeble attempt at acting nonchalant about it and how cute it was when your desperation trickled through.

“I haven’t had the chance to try shabu-shabu since I moved here and I cannot be seen doing it alone. Think of what that’ll do to my ego.”

He chuckled even though he didn’t find your comment particularly funny. “Find a time when no one is around and go. Then no one will see you.”

“But I’ll know I’m alone. Like, I’ll have to live with that memory for the rest of my life.”

“What if the food is so good you forget about that part?”

“Kira,” you whined. “Come on. It’ll be fun.”

“I can’t; I have to return some library books. Why not ask someone else?” He leaned back in his chair, trying to see who was still toiling away in the office. “Ah, Natsumi would be a good choice. I bet she eats food.”

You attempted to quiet your laughter with your hands which annoyed him to no end. Who were you to put yourself on display in such a manner?

“I barely talk to her,” you finally said after reeling in your laughter.

“I don’t know what to tell you then. Maybe another night,” he suggested though he hoped you’d never follow up.

“I’ll pay! Please?”

He sighed, denying a cute thing like you was too cruel. “Will you have me home before 8?”

You reached out and put your hand on his shoulder. “Of course I will,” you replied, your tone comically serious. “You can count on me.”

He brushed your hand off of him while making note of how gentle your touch had been. Your hands were a sight to behold, just looking at them made all his blood flow straight to his cock. He crossed his legs and smiled sweetly, trying to maintain a veil of normalcy.

Kira knew he would be testing himself by going on a social outing with you. But it wasn’t as if he was an amateur. There had been plenty of times he didn’t let his urges get the better of him, even when presented with the perfect opportunity to indulge. He was more than capable of exercising self restraint. Besides you were his coworker. Killing you was far too risky. That in itself was enough of a deterrent.

“Do you have somewhere in mind?” He asked.

You nodded. “There’s a place not too far from here. It’s a few blocks down.”

“Have you heard good things about it?”

“No, terrible things. A guy got food poisoning and died in the bathroom with his pants around his ankles. They say his ghost haunts the restaurant to this very day with his dick hanging out.”

“Oh I love that,” Kira said quietly as he shut down his computer.

“Thought you would.”

He cleared his throat and looked up from his monitor. “I’ll meet you out front. I need to take care of a few things before we leave.”

You nodded and strolled off, unaware of the mental anguish that plagued him. Kira glanced down at his lap, watching as his cock fought against the fabric of his pants. He slowly got up, careful to obscure his erection with his quivering hands. Dizzy and humiliated, he skulked into the bathroom and quickly relieved himself. As he squeezed the shaft of his cock he fantasized about how your disembodied hand would feel stroking his tender flesh.

“Stop it,” he mumbled, hoping verbalizing his morality would make it appear.

Misery enveloped Kira as he washed his hands. He was careful to not look in the mirror, unable to bear the sight of himself. He breathed deeply as he unlocked the bathroom door, pulling it open only to be greeted by your expectant presence.

“I felt weird standing around in the lobby.”

He couldn’t follow your logic, but your earnest demeanor was precious so he didn’t think too hard about it.

“Great,” he choked out.

There was a sense of relief once the two of you were out in the world, away from the office. The air seemed lighter, the lights not so blinding and unforgiving. He was at ease as he walked beside you, your hands brushing up against his on occasion. Your disruption was more harmonious than he previously surmised. It was wrong to assume you were a woman of strife and discord. You were more benign than that. You were like petting a kitten that had been napping in a puddle of sunlight. Your presence carried the weight of a reassuring hug. He wanted to melt in your arms and drown in your sweetness.

Everything was painted in a blushy-orange hue as the sun slowly set. It gave your face an angelic quality as it danced across your face. To say you looked picturesque was an understatement. Nothing could shit on this moment; nothing could annihilate his peace. He was sure of it.

“This is… it,” you said sadly, noticing that the restaurant was in fact closed.

Suddenly everything came crashing down. Kira felt like he was going to vomit into his shoes.

“What a shame,” he said, voice straining. He was convinced he could cry at any moment.

Your eyes darted around. “We could get udon,” you said, pointing at a restaurant across the street.

Kira spun around and nearly moaned as relief filled his chest. It was directly across the street, its existence a good omen. He could have kissed you for pointing it out.

“Yes,” he said, wiping his eyes. “We can get udon.”

You gave him a confused look. Damn, he must really love udon.

Dinner went well. You both ordered the same thing, but that was only because Kira wanted to mirror you and what he perceived as your moral superiority. You talked about work, expressing similar grievances. He rarely voiced his discontent to anyone, let alone his coworkers, but you disarmed him. Everything he knew and held dear was now flexible; he didn’t mind bending a little for you.

You upheld your part of the bargain and covered the bill without a second thought. He contemplated paying for everything while you weren’t paying attention, but you were too quick.

“You could have at least let me pay for half,” he said as you signed the receipt.

You smiled. “Nah.”

The sun had set and the streets were not bustling with as much life. The sidewalks were practically empty. Eight o’clock was growing near, putting Kira on edge. His confidence in his self control was waning. It was time to go home.

“Well I’ll see you on Monday. Thank you for dinner. It was nice.”

“You don’t wanna hang out for a little longer? Maybe grab some tea? Pudding? Anything?”

He clenched his fists, nails piercing his palms. Your company was now a burden to bear. He knew you wouldn’t make it out alive if you stuck around.

“You know you wanna have tea with me,” you purred.

A playful grin adorned your face. It was true. Kira did want to have tea with you, but not like this. He wanted to be with you under the warm gaze of a perpetual sunset. He wanted perfection, but the circumstances made it impossible, sullying it all. The longer he was around you like this, the more he wanted to hurt you.

“I doubt anywhere decent is open,” he said firmly.

“We can go back to my place! I actually have this really good genmaicha if you’re into that sort of thing.”

Fuck, he thought to himself. I am into that sort of thing!

“Alright, a cup or two won’t kill me.”

“Me neither. Let’s gooooo.”

He could control himself; he could show a semblance of restraint. Maybe spending more time around you would let him realize your true value. If he liked you enough, surely he’d want to keep more than just your hand around. And it would be nice to have a friend at work, someone to make him seem like a typical guy.

He sighed and convinced himself everything would be fine.

And it was. When the two of you arrived at your home, Kira was pleasantly surprised by its comforting warmth. It was no sunset. But it was close enough, disarming him all the same. He made himself comfortable on your couch. You prepared the tea, blethering about your interests. He watched you intently, taking in every little movement you made.

“Don’t take this the wrong way,” you said, placing a cup of tea in front of him. “But you have the eyes of a hunter.”

“What?!”

Suddenly he was trying to look as doe-eyed as possible. He couldn’t believe his mask was already slipping.

“It’s not a bad thing,” you laughed, nervously scratching the base of your skull.

“I’m sorry.”

“Oh my god, don’t be,” you cooed as you took a seat beside him. “It’s not a bad thing. I—I, uh…”

You cut yourself off by taking a big sip of tea.

“What was that last part?” He asked, taking off his Valentino jacket.

He carefully folded it and hoped the wrinkling would be minimal. He then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to feel less constricted, a little freer.

“Uh,” you mumbled, staring at his toned forearms. “It’s, like, attractive. I’m saying that objectively.”

You were courting him in the shadows. He wanted to shake you and beg you to stop, to end this nonsense, to kick him out of your home for his predator eyes. All the time Kira spent trying to shield you from it didn’t mean a thing. It made him ill. And it wasn’t as if he could tell you to stop being flirtatious because it made him want to kill you. If you knew that he was a demon with a thin veneer of sanity, he’d lose you forever.

“Thank you,” he said, sipping his tea.

“I’m surprised someone hasn’t scooped you up already.”

“I don’t really like to make myself… scoopable.”

“Fair enough,” you said, scooching closer to him. “So, you’re not seeing anyone then?”

He paused. “I am not.”

You placed your hand on his thigh, fingers grazing the inside of it. He stared down at your hand like it was a grenade.

“I’m not seeing anyone either,” you said bashfully.

Kira felt like he was going to implode.

“You know… I’ve always had a bit of a,” you coughed nervously, “crush on you. I don’t know why. I just feel drawn to you.”

His cock throbbed under his pants, begging to be freed. His carnal needs were taking over. He couldn’t remember the last time he actually fucked someone, and seeking solace in your cunt sounded endlessly appealing.

“Is that so?”

You nodded and squeezed his thigh. His body ached for you, all of you. He wanted to have every bit of it in his mouth and cover your skin with his cum.

“I need you, Yoshikage,” you said, pulling yourself into his lap. Your hands gripped his shirt.

He didn’t know what to say. You were seeing him too clearly. Hearing you say his name made it all too real. But still there was some allure to it. Rarely did Kira ever feel desired and it was clear as day that you wanted him. It stroked his ego in ways he never thought possible.

“Tell me how much.”

Your hands were now unfastening the buttons of his shirt.

“I’d rather die than be without your touch,” you mewled, rolling your hips against him.

Kira felt like his heart was caught in his throat.

You kissed his cheekbone. “Let’s go to my room.”

He followed you to your room and watched as you removed your work clothes. Your body was incredible, delectable, and he wanted to consume it. It was like a sun ripened peach, dewy and glistening under a full moon. He wondered how it would feel to sink his teeth into your flesh, how sweet your arousal must taste.

Kira did the same, carefully undressing and making sure his clothes wouldn’t look like crumpled paper once he put them back on. His ego sang as you took in his naked form. He knew he was physical perfection, a body in the image of a Bernini sculpture. Your eyes were wide, eager, and starving.

You crawled onto the bed, resting on your back with your legs spread wide. He had a perfect view of your slick cunt, one that nearly made him drool. Unable to contain himself, he got onto the bed and buried his head between your thighs. He lapped at your folds, the tip of his nose brushing up against your swollen clit.

He looked up at you and watched as you grabbed your breasts, pinching your nipples between your fingers.

“Feels s’good,” you mumbled in a blissed out daze.

Kira gave your clit slow, languorous licks, savoring the sweet taste of your arousal. He found himself rutting against the mattress, desperate to feel some form of friction. The sounds of your breathy moans sent him spiraling into a pit of pleasure and despair. His urges were creeping around him, whispering in his ears.

I wonder if she’d make the same noises if you sliced her up a bit.

He closed his eyes and focused on kissing the inside of your thighs while he slipped his fingers inside you. Your moans grew louder, more comely, as he curled them.

“More,” you moaned as you laced your fingers in his wavy, flaxen hair.

Show her the real Yoshikage Kira.

“I want your cock,” you whimpered.

He got on top of you, his blue eyes lost in your haze of ecstasy. Lust radiated off of you, drawing him in. There was no way he could deny you.

He guided his cock inside you, tossing his head back as it was surrounded by the plush heat of your cunt. You locked your legs around him, clinging to his body like your life depended on it. He loved every minute of it; feeling wanted and needed was the best sensation in the world. He was sure of it.

His thrusts were languid and sensuous. Kira liked to take his time while fucking. He was never plagued by the overwhelming reflex to come as fast and hard as possible. He preferred to focus on the needs of his partner, slowly drawing out their transcendent moans. He was hypervigilant in his awareness. You couldn’t hide a thing from Kira. He noticed every muscle twitch, every gasp and groan, every gloriously enraptured expression.

“How does it f—feel?” You asked.

He didn’t want to speak. He felt safer with his mouth shut.

You tightened your cunt around his cock.

“Shit,” he choked out as he bottomed out.

You let out a deep moan and dug your fingernails into his shoulders. Your orgasm flowed through your body, replacing your blood with unadulterated ardor. Your sweet sounds filled the room, overwhelming him.

“I can’t,” he spat out abruptly.

He pulled his cock out of you and rolled gracelessly off the bed.

“Huh?” You were in a fucked out daze.

“I have to go.”

“Is this about the library books?”

He shook his head. “No. I j—I have to leave.”

“Can you at least tell me why?”

“I’m afraid if I stay I’ll do something to you.”

You gave him a confused glare. “What are you talking about?”

KIra stared down at his hands, hoping they would have an answer.

“There is something terrible happening inside me and I don’t want it to interfere with my work life.”

You sat up, your annoyance was tangible and took up space in the room. Your eyes were fixed on his erect cock.

“No one has to know.”

“But—”

“Come on. Let me make you happy before you leave, hm?”

His eyes darkened. “You want to make me happy?”

“Yes. I wanna be filled with your cum,” you begged.

He walked over to the bed and grabbed your right wrist.

“Jerk me off.”

“Uh. Okay,” you said, squeezing his swollen shaft.

Precum dribbled out from the tip, coating your hand and you serviced him. You didn’t look enthused, but you gave it your all.

“Good girl,” he choked out as his cock spurted cum over your chest.

Kira looked down at you, trying to memorize your face since this was the last time he’d see it. He would miss your goofiness and your sweetness, but living without it wasn’t impossible. Life would just go back to the way it was before, the way it should be. Home by 8:00 PM. A glass of warm milk. Stretching.

Surely you would understand why he had to do it.

“Whoa,” you said suddenly. “Wha—what’s that fucking pink thing behind you?”

He panicked and Killer Queen vaporized your body, leaving nothing behind. Kira fell to the ground and buried his face into the side of the mattress. The pain in his chest was sharp and raging. He wished he could go back in time and never agree to dinner. He would have forced Natsumi to go with you. He would have insulted you to your face. Anything to keep you away from him.

Kira was at a loss, alone in your home. He had no idea if anyone saw him come in or if anyone at the office knew you two had gone out. He cursed himself for being so reckless and began to sob. His hubris has gotten the better of him.

What a waste. But don’t worry. There will be another one.

Before you ask: yes, y/n was a stand user. Her stand was Baby One More Time and she could bring plants back from the dead.

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kaminokatieemoved · 9 months

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Twenty Days || L Lawliet

Synopsis - L wrote his own name in the Death Note to stop Kira and only had twenty days left to live.

Warnings - NSFW. Unprotected P In V Sex. Love Admissions. Slight Angst?

Note - This reads like a 12 year old wrote it but I promise I'm 23, I just can't write. Based on the Japanese Live Action (it's amazing, go watch it!)

Fancy Buying Me A Coffee?

“Oh Gods,” L groaned as you sunk down slowly onto his cock. You weren’t entirely sure how you had ended up in this situation. You just remembered there being whiskey, and a lot of it along with feelings of grief from the death of your dear friend Watari.

In a drunken state, you had asked L if he had ever slept with anyone and of course he shook his head. “Do you want to?” You asked, raising an eyebrow mischievously. L had spluttered a reply you didn’t even hear as you stood up and shakily made your way over to him. You gazed into his eyes as you unbuckled his jeans, waiting for him to reject you. But he didn’t, he continued to let you rid him of his jeans with wide eyes and an open mouth.

You couldn’t help but give him a quick striptease, taking off your clothes as quickly but as sensually as possible. L couldn’t help the tent growing in his boxers as he watched you, admiring the dips and curves of your body. You were completely naked. L’s pants and boxers were just pooled around his ankles as he sat properly on the chair, his baggy shirt still hung loosely on his slender frame.

You grasped the fabric of his shirt as you sunk down completely on his length, a moan escaping your open lips. You waited a moment, giving yourself time to adjust to L’s cock that was now stretching you deliciously open. A whimper escaped L’s lips as he bucked his hips up slowly, desperate for you to move. You smirked to yourself and slowly began bouncing on his cock.

Soft whines automatically began to leave L’s lips as you continued your slow movements, his hands automatically flying to your hips to grasp the soft flesh surrounding them. His fingertips dug into your hips as he tried to ground himself in this moment.

“Please,” he whispered to you. His voice was so quiet you almost missed it. “Faster.”

You nodded and smirked before picking up your pace, rolling your hips as you did. This wasn’t your first time riding a man so you knew what to do, but the way L was falling apart underneath you was a first. You could feel him shaking beneath you, his hands still frantically grasping at the plush of your hips and kneading, almost desperate to feel you.

It took a few moments for L to become more confident and when he did, he began bucking his hips up to meet yours in rhythm. Whimpers, whines and moans were still tumbling from his perfect lips.

“This feels… So good…” L panted as he looked down at you. He watched in awe as your breasts bounced with each of your movements. His hands shakily moved from your hips to your breasts, grasping them firmly in his palms. L gave them an experimental squeeze and watched for your reaction. When you threw your head back and moaned his name, L continued to knead your breasts, desperate to hear you moan his name again. It sounded like classical music to his ears. “Y/N,” he whispered hoarsely.

“Yes?” You asked, halting your movements for a moment.

“N-No, keep going,” he begged. You nodded and began to bounce once more as L began to talk. “From the moment I met you, I knew I loved you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, and I’m sorry that I’m leaving you so soon but just know, I love you.”

Your eyes welled up with tears from the pleasure you were feeling and the sincerity of his words. Your hips rolled again against L’s and a wanton moan fell from your mouth. You were so close to your own orgasm. “L,” you whimpered, cupping his face with your hands and forcing him to look at you. His black eyes filled with tears of his own. “I love you too.”

Those words sent L over the edge. He pulled you flush to his chest and began pounding himself inside of you. You almost screamed with the amount of pleasure you were feeling as your hands flew to L’s neck to keep you steady.

“Say my name again,” he whispered into your ear, his movements never faltering.

“L,” you cried out, your orgasm approaching eagerly by the second. “I’m going to cum L!” You announced. You wanted to drop a hand to your clit, to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs, but you wanted to stay flush against L. You wanted to feel his shirt covered chest against your chest as you came. With your hands around his neck still, you grasped the fabric of his shirt and matched L’s movements with your own and sooner rather than later you were cumming all over his cock.

Your walls fluttered around L’s cock and he felt it. The pleasure shot straight to his balls as he felt his own release nearing. You were still moaning his name repeatedly as you came down from your orgasm, screaming almost as L continued his brutal pace. Your head rested on his shoulders as he continued to fuck you. “Gods I’m going to cum too,” he groaned into your neck, pressing soft kisses against your jugular vein. Without any further warning L shot thick ropes of cum into your spasming cunt, his movements stilling as he continued to fill you.

After a few seconds of the two of you sat there panting, you finally lifted your head off of L’s shoulders and smiled at him. “That was amazing,” you whispered, pressing your forehead against his.

“Is it that intense all the time?” L whispered as he stared into your eyes.

“Only if you’re with the right person,” you replied, eyes filling with tears. You had just found out he loved you after all the years of knowing each other and you were going to lose him in twenty days.

“My only regret in life is not making you my wife,” L whispered softly. Your eyes widened at his words, not knowing he felt that way. You had known L for a long time, and you never once thought he imagined about you in a romantic way. You thought this would have been a drunken thing, something to throw off his bucket list before he… passed away. Not something he had always wanted to do.

Your eyes sparkled as the tears threatened to spill and you smiled weakly. “We still have twenty days,” you suggested. Both of your hearts were racing as silence fell upon you, were you really suggesting that you get married?

“Are you saying-” L started, but you cut him off with a frank nod.

“Yes,” you said seriously. L’s lips contorted into a smile as he cupped your face in his hands. His cock was softening inside of you but neither of you minded as L pressed his lips to yours softly. The kiss was clumsy, definitely L’s first kiss, but it was sweet. He poked his tongue against your lips and you opened your mouth, allowing him access. His tongue swept across yours as he pulled your face even closer to his, the kiss deepening with each passing second. When he pulled away L gazed into your eyes looking for any sign that you could be lying to him, but he couldn’t find any.

“Let’s get married,” he whispered to you, nodding slowly.

“Let’s get married,” you agreed, nodding back to him.

The next day, once your hangover hand passed you and L went to the local townhouse to get married. Your wedding was small and sweet: your parents were there, as were the remaining members of the Task Force that helped stop Kira. You wore a beautiful white cotton sundress that although was casual, still looked gorgeous for your literally last minute wedding. L wore his usual baggy white shirt and baggy jeans, but had put shoes on for the occasion. As you walked down the townhouse aisle with your mother and father by your side, L couldn’t help but tear up. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would get married but then again, never in his wildest dreams did he think he would know when and how he was going to die. It was bittersweet. He had nineteen days left to live, and he was going to spend those last nineteen days with you by his side.

When you reached L at the top of the aisle, you turned to face him. A soft smile spread across his face, something that you loved to see from him: it was a rarity and you knew he was truly happy.

The priest began to speak. “We have gathered here today to celebrate the matrimony of L Lawliet and Y/N L/N. They have requested a quick ceremony so I will ask, is there anyone here that objects to the joining of these two people?” Silence. Your heart was beating in your chest as you looked out at the small crowd gathered. When nobody came forward, the priest continued. “Do you have any vows you would like to say?”

L nodded, and grabbed your hands in his. “From the moment I met you, I realised what love was. It took me a while to accept that I was in love, but when I did I wanted nothing more than to scoop you in my arms and give you the life that you deserved. Had we never completed the Kira case, we may have never got to do this. So even though I only have nineteen days left to live, I can say with my hand on my heart that I will die the happiest man alive.”

Tears welled up in your eyes as L finished speaking and you felt your heart break slightly. Knowing he only had nineteen days left to live killed you, you weren’t sure how you were going to go on without him now that you had him. You grasped L’s hands tightly and cleared your throat before speaking. “L, when I first met you I didn’t like you. I thought you were weird and creepy, but the more I got to know you I realised you were a certified genius who was simply just misunderstood. I realised I fell for you when we were working on the Kira case. We were alone and going through the tapes and we both reached for the same tape. I remembered our hands met and my heart felt like it was going to explode out of my chest. Even though you don’t have much time left on this earth, I can promise you I’ll make the last nineteen days the best time of your life.” L nodded at your words, the smile on his face now spreading from ear to ear.

“If that is everything,” the priest spoke. “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

L looked at the crowd nervously before pulling you close to him, pressing his lips to yours quickly but sweetly. Your guests cheered and threw rose petals as you both walked down the aisle and out of the townhouse.

You went straight back to L’s headquarters afterwards. You excitedly ran into the room and with a confused expression, he followed. “What are we doing here?” He asked as you sat on the large table situated in the middle of the room.

“Well,” you whispered, your hands smoothing over the surface of the table. “I’ve always wanted to have sex on this table.”

L’s eyes widened at your admission, but locked the door behind him before slowly making his way over to you. “Are you sure Y/N?” He asked.

“I’m sure,” you smirked, spreading your legs to him.

Your white cotton sundress shifting to expose your underwear to your husband. L didn’t say anything, but quickly launched to you, pushing you down onto the table with a serious expression on his face. He stared into your eyes as he unbuckled his jeans, pushing them and his boxers down to his ankles before flipping your sundress up and literally ripping your underwear off your body. You went to protest and say those were your favourite pair but L shrugged you off. “I’ll buy you a new pair,” he whispered before pressing his lips to yours roughly. You groaned into the kiss, your eyes rolling back into your head before closing. L pulled away leaving you a whimpering mess from the lack of contact.

“What are you doing?” You asked,disappointed he had moved away from the kiss. You watched as he pumped his cock a few times as he stared at your cunt. Last night, you didn’t get a good look at his cock. Now you could see him in all his glory. He was as big as he felt, and he had a whole lot of girth too. He penis was slightly curved, but it hit all the right places inside of you. Your mouth hung open and drooled at the sight.

“I’m going to make love to my wife,” he whispered before slowly sinking himself into you.

You let out a moan and grasped his shoulders as he pushed into you. L lent down to press a soft, chaste kiss on your lips as his slow movements sped up to a quicker pace. It was clear it was L’s first time on top due to how erratic his movements were, but it still felt amazing for you. A cock is a cock after all.

“Oh God, L,” you let out a moan and wrapped your arms around his neck and legs around his waist, forcing the raven-haired male to speed up his pace.

“If you keep squeezing me like that, Y/N, I won’t last long,” he whispered into your ear roughly, before nibbling on your earlobe.

“Can’t help it,” you whimpered. “Feels so good.”

You continued to moan into L’s ear as he groaned into your neck, nibbling at the soft flesh available to him. “Feels amazing,” L agreed, his thrusts becoming even more erratic than before, signalling that he was close to cumming. “Cum with me Y/N, please.” He begged shamelessly.

You nodded and dropped a hand to your clit, giving yourself the extra stimulation you needed to push yourself over the edge. Without warning, you found yourself creaming around his cock unable to hold it in any longer as soon as you began to stroke circles around your sensitive nub. “I-I’m sorry!” You cried out, squeezing your eyes shut as your orgasm washed over you violently. L wanted to soothe you and tell you it was okay that you couldn’t hang on, but the way your walls constricted around his shaft had him cumming deep inside of you also without warning.

The two of you lay there, L on top of you, panting heavily as you both came down from your orgasms. It took L a few seconds before he was rolling off of you onto the table, the cool wood was welcome against his now sweaty back. You gazed at him from the corner of your eye, smiling before realising that this moment wasn’t going to last… That you only had nineteen days as his lover before he was gone forever. You felt tears prick at your eyes and you tried to blink them away, however, they continued to fall.

“Y/N, are you okay?” L asked, propping himself up on his elbows and turning his attention to you.

“I-I’m fine,” you lied, wiping your eyes before jumping off the table and pulling down your sundress. You picked up your torn underwear off the floor and placed them down your bra, too nervous to walk out with them in your hand on full display for everyone to see. L pulled up his boxers and jeans before standing in front of you, placing his hands on your forearms and stroking in a soothing manner.

“You can tell me,” he whispered softly, his black eyes gazing into your glossy ones.

“I don’t have long with you,” you said, bottom lip trembling. “I have nineteen days with you and then…”

L looked at you, a saddened expression laced his face. He had come to terms with the fact he was going to die soon, he came to terms with it before he had even written his name in the Death Note. But you… You made him somewhat regret his decision. But, there was no going back. “Do not worry, my love. These will be the best nineteen days of my life.” You sighed as he kissed you softly, sitting up and wrapping his arms around you. “This is a conversation for another time.”

You nodded as he continued to pepper your face in kisses. You supposed he was right, now wasn’t the time for such a conversation, but you couldn’t help the sinking feeling in your heart at the thought of him not being around anymore. “You’re right.”

“Fear not my love, for now, you need to sleep,” L whispered into your ear, leading you towards the sofa in the room.

“What about you?” You asked as you sat down.

“You know I don’t sleep much,” he chuckled. “I have to work on some cases. If I need you, I’ll wake you. I promise.”

You nodded and lay down on the sofa, cuddling up into the soft cushion that decorated the sofa. You closed your eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of nothing but happiness and love. L smiled as he watched you sleep from the corner of his eyes. He might be dead soon, but he was glad to be spending his last moments with you.

I wasn't sure about posting this, but I spent a lot of time on it so I thought why not. I hope the Death Note and L lovers like this!

Requests are OPEN!

If you like my work, feel free to donate to my ko-fi linked at the top of my work. It would really help with my financial situation.

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yoshhii · 7 months

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some yandere vampire kira hcs

vampire!kira who became completely and obsessively fascinated with you from the moment he laid his eyes on you (and your hands). your mere presence would consume his thoughts.

vampire!kira who would meticulously observe every detail of your life, learning your daily routine, favorite places, and even your friends and family, all from the shadows.

vampire!kira who would take his role as your “protector” to an extreme level, eliminating anyone he perceives as a threat to you, even if they're innocent.

vampire!kira who will leave anonymous love letters or cryptic messages, to let you know that you’re always on his mind.

vampire!kira who would go to great lengths to steal moments alone with you, often showing up unexpectedly or using his stand, killer queen, to create opportunities.

vampire!kira would maintain a calm, collected facade around you, but his inner yandere nature would emerge when he believes someone is trying to take you away.

vampire!kira would leave presents, sometimes with dangerous surprises, as symbols of his affection, hoping to see your reaction to his "thoughtfulness."

vampire!kira who would use his charisma and charm to manipulate those around the you, ensuring that you stay isolated and dependent on him.

vampire!kira who doesn’t like any attention you give to others, whether intentional or not, would trigger intense jealousy and potentially violent outbursts from him.

vampire!kira who doesn’t want to hurt you, so he goes and kills other women to drink their blood instead.

vampire!kira who might see you as the key to eternal life, aiming to turn you into a vampire so you can be together forever, in his twisted view of "forever love."

#yoshikage kira x reader #jjba headcanons #kira yoshikage #fem reader #jjba x reader #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #female reader #jojo villians x reader #vampire au #yandere x reader #yandere jojo x reader #yandere x y/n #kira x reader #jjba part 4 #diamond is unbreakable x reader

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married-to-google-translater · 1 year

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Yandere Yoshikage Kira headcanon

Kira is a stright, possessive and worshipping simp yandere.

He just wanted a peaceful life.

But then he saw you…

Or actually he saw your hand.

They were something really beautiful.

The reaction was the same as when he saw the Mona Lisa for the first time.

At first, Kira was just thinking of murdering you and stealing your hand.

But something stopped him.

It was a really strange feeling.

At first Kira thought it was because he didn't want your hands to rot.

They were so beautiful.

So the second best option is to kidnap you and make sure no one knows his secret.

This makes it easier for him to sleep peacefully at night.

Kira has certain rules that he expects you to follow.

If you don't he will be really angry.

And as time passes, Kira will fall in love with you as a person as well.

Which is even worse.

Escape is impossible.

He is not afraid to hurt you when necessary.

Good luck living with him.

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jojostylesposts · 7 days

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Yoshikage Kira hcs ≽^•༚• ྀི≼

- well obvious hand obsession?!

- Manicures are a 100% on him. He will treat you like a princess to mantain those gorgeous hands of yours fresh and soft 24/7

- From expensive creams to spas

- Rings rings rings

- Expect lots of rings as gifts

- Expensive rings and expesive bracelets but those wont be the only things wrapped around your tiny little hands…just saying

- Would deff choose your nail color since he likes basic pearly glazed nails… his personal preference

- He imagines those hands of yours, soft long silky fingers wrapped around his…

- You would be in his head while he’s at work…naughty thoughts for sure

- Daily hand massages just for you

- Would do daily house tasks just so you don’t damage your precious hands

- Mans a man of routine and private by nature

- He’s quite secretive about his true identity and activities but won’t hurt you…unless you fuck up?? He’s still a villan..just saying

- Thinks about you all the time…in a more obssessive way I would say

- Kira’s quite straight foward and can sound bit harsh sometimes

- Mostly vanilla in bed since he prioritizes organization and presicion, but it can vary if you act like a brat enough and challenge him just to push him out of his comfort zone

- Very controlling for sure since he’s so obssessed with presicion

- Lunch dates together after work is part of the routine

- His kisses are soft, reserved and calculated

- Would suck and lick your fingers during sexy time for sureeee

- Oh, and add a littleslap too that will drive him crazy

- Again, please push him out of his comfort zone if you’re risky enough (who knows how he will act)

- Pull him by the tie and see what happens… spice it up

- Challenging him and pushing him may lead to a rougher side of him

- Definetly loves when you tie his tie just to observe how your fingers twist and fold the fabric

- Quite a narcissist. He may prioritize himself in bed and his desires mostly

- Overall, he would be very attentative towards you, since you are his new obsession, definetly an experience

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everafall · 11 months

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racer!au bllk. mechanic!gn!reader.

here we have egoistic racer boys captivated by a very nice mechanic whose business is at the verge of bankruptcy. yall remember kira ryosuke, the jewel of japan from the first two episodes? don’t judge me, but i like this dude and i’ve been rooting for him in the tag game so i wrote him to be one of the best racers in the scene who turns out to be the mechanic’s bestie and introduced them to everyone.

the racers are down bad for the mechanic, though out of (dis)respect, there’s an unspoken rule of them being off-limits. but these racers can’t help but want the mechanic for themselves. even kira’s not immune to their charm ohohoho.

expect jealousy, possessive behavior, and many more aka lots of smut hehehehehe. enjoy this lineup of the lanes. >:)))

« 1 » isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, chigiri hyoma, kunigami rensuke

« 2 » kira ryosuke, barou shouei, mikage reo, nagi seishiro

« 3 » itoshi rin, itoshi sae, shidou ryusei, oliver aiku

« 4 » yukimiya kenyu, otoya eita, karasu tabito, michael kaiser

#♥︎ .concepts #blue lock #blue lock x reader #blue lock smut #kira x reader #yes i like kira a normal amount like a lot #yet i debated whether to maintain his role as the bestie #he’s the bestie who started getting unholy thoughts #ever since you met the guys #he deserves better smh #so he has the spotlight

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rzyraffek · 9 months

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I recently started JJBA and I'm finishing Part 2 soon, but I literally fell in love with Baron Zeppeli from Part 1 and I was wondering if you could write some relationship/dating headcanons for him? I understand if you don't feel comfortable writing for him though since he's a bit older but decided to ask anyway <3

GUYS I DIDNT i didnt die yet i just had eee eee eee break from writing? I guess

ANYWAYS I am back and I give another jjba headcanons. Also yeah my dude is old but o my god he is a something else

Sfw, no spoilers, they/them pronouns

Another jojo dating headcanons (mostly zeppeli)

Baron Zeppeli

Dude 100% plays scrabbles and monopoly.

Gives s/o his hat when its raining

Gives Speedwagon and Jonathan dating tips (speedwagon doesn't belive him that he acually has a partner tbh)

Is looking for serious relationship

Tries to teach them hamon🥰

Invites them for fancy dinners when he has break from whooping vampires

Once ordered spicy chicken wings to flex that he can eat it without getting hot (he failed)

Takes s/o on trips with speedwagon and Jonathan too! Imagine this guy telling some dope ass stories from his life next to campfire or something

Has better hairline than whole britan population

Wants to have matching outfits

Cooks nice food😊 and when he makes sandwiches for himself he always makes one or two for s/o

Mikitaka Hazekura (aliem👽)

Dude is so pure. When he found out that he likes s/o he went to josuke for advice. This guy 10₩% pranked him, like "yeah yeah mikitaka humans totally bite eachother when they feel love" or something dumb

So expect him acting a bit weird (at least he has an exuse, he is an aliem)

My bro will turn into cat, if he finds out that s/o is a cat person😭

Eats anything s/o gives him, unless they tell him that its not food. At least he won't complain if s/o is a bad cook. My man ate napkin im sure your overcooked pasta isn't worse than that

Plase comb his hair, he will fall asleep

Dude purrs and does animal noises

Drank nail polish once

Bites them when happy

If s/o is very flexible and can do some crazy stuff (splits for example) my dude will br convinced that they broke a spine or something

Will turn into anything if s/o asks him

Kira Yoshikage

Dude gets nervous when yall sleep in the same bed

Definitely a cat person so if s/o hates cats? Break up 100%

He looks like germ freak, everything needs to be shining clean

Buys them hand creams, moisturisers, massages, ect. He REALLY likes hands you all (no way)

Wants to get married

Really doesn't want them to be a stand user, doesn't want to risk them panicking bcs there's huge naked cat in living room.

Cooking and cleaning together>>>

Bullies children online

Bullies children on streets

Bullies children in any public spaces really

Hes weird, 100% licks s/o hands/fingers

#jojo headcanons #jjba headcanons #kira yoshikage #yoshikage kira x reader #kira x reader #kira yoshikage x reader #jjba part 3 #mikitaka hazekura #mikitaka x reader #jjba mikitaka #jjba zappeli #zappeli x reader #baron zappeli

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thatoneartistinthecorner · 1 year

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slutfactory · 2 years

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BOTTOM YOSHIKAGE KIRA HEADCANONS — gn!reader

almost forgot to post this ajajajajajajajajaja- aside from the hand fetish, yoshi is pretty hot. it might just be my obsession with blondes lololol

cw; mention of murder, just overall feeding into kira's hand fetish

minors dni — 18+ content below

kira has considered blowing you up with killer queen and taking your hands as he normally would with his past victims.

but after experiencing what you can do with your hands, he decided to keep you alive.

his back is surprisingly sensitive, and he lets out soft groans when you run your fingers from his shoulders to his lower back.

he says that he doesn't like when you do that in public, but he doesn't lift a finger to stop you. he'll just stand there and take it, as he tries his hardest not to get turned on.

he gets turned on easier than you think. you could rub your thumb over his bottom lip, and he would almost immediately get hard. that's how sensitive he is.

yoshikage is into sensory deprivation. mainly visionary deprivation. he loves having no idea where you'll touch him next. it also heightens other senses—his sense of touch, to be more specific.

the slightest graze of a finger against his skin will have his cock jumping for joy.

he also loves to suck your fingers. if you're eating something that melts—like chocolate, he won't hesitate to lick and suck your fingers clean. unless there's other people around, then he would have to resist the urge.

he'll do it if no one's looking, though.

kira loves to be spoiled. his idea of spoiling being you jerking him off while he sucks your fingers. he loves it when you play with his tongue, too.

#🎬 slutfactory productions #jjba smut #sub jjba #kira x reader #kira yoshikage x reader #kira yoshikage #m!reader #male reader #seme male reader #top male reader #x male reader #gn!reader #gender neutral reader #top reader #dom reader #x gender neutral reader

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likely-moony · 2 years

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My Love, My Choice ~ Light Yagami~

My Love, My Choice

Paring: Yandere Light Yagami {DN} x Reader

Type/Word Count: Short Story ~ 3.7 kWords

Sypnosis: When a new transfer student appears at Light Yagami’s school, her life begins to crumble under all the pressure and work. But what happens when a kind young lad pulls her out of her misery but eventually develops feelings for her? And what happens when she doesn’t return them? How will he convince her? Or will he even try at all?

TW!!: Yandere-Themes, Yandere Characters, Abuse Of Power (Intellectual, Popularity, and Supernaturally), Mentions Of Death, Minor Character Deaths, Unhealthy Obsession, Force, Forceful Relationships, Mentions Of Threats, Black-mailing, Obsessive Characters, Unhealthy Feelings, Manipulation (Like a LOT, I mean- It’s Light Yagami soo…)

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Throughout your entire life, all the toxic people you’ve had to battle, all the snakes you’ve had to deal with, and all the two-faced liars you’ve come across, Light will always be the most manipulative, toxic, two-faced, lying snake you’ve ever met.

But, let’s not get ahead of ourselves, even you and Light once had a somewhat normal relationship at first.

Strangers.

But it wasn’t like that for long.

Only three days after your transfer to Light’s high school, he was instantly intrigued by you. You were caring, principled, knowledgeable, honest, fair, and RESPECTFUL.

Everything about you caught his attention. Unlike other transfer students that went and came, you were there to stay. And again, unlike the other students who instantly attracted loads of students and made tons of friends, you struggled, to say the least. You’d try to make friends, only for everyone to ignore you.

Each day, you’d show up to school in full uniform, your tie done perfectly, your hair combed neatly, only for it to go crazy by the end of the day.

Crazy due to you trying to navigate your classrooms around the massive school with nothing but the tiny and unclear school map that the school gave you.

Every Time you’d ask someone where you could find a classroom, they’d either laugh at you with their friends or tell you the wrong directions on purpose which caused you to end up in a classroom on the other side of the school.

You’d always show up to class late, scampering around to ask a teacher for help.

Light knew this, as he was in every single one of your classes, except cooking.

Light would always silently watch you every time you were in a rush to get to class, break, lunch, early in the morning at school when nobody else was there, and late after school when you’d stay back after class to clean up other peoples’ mess.

Light didn’t realise you were a part of his life until one day when you didn’t appear at school. Light only noticed that his eyes were searching for you when he awkwardly stood in the middle of the courtyard, unsure of what he was doing. It hit him that he was looking for you when another girl stood in your place. Light rolled his eyes and continued to his class.

Every time the teacher would speak, light’s eyes would unconsciously travel to where you were supposed to sit.

Your seat was empty.

That was the first time Light had ever lost attention in class.

“Light? Focus, please. Read the fourth sentence out loud,” Light was shaken awake by the teacher’s voice.

Each period, Light’s eye continued to creak towards your seat.

His mind was fogged with thoughts about you. Perhaps you were sick? Or maybe you moved, unable to deal with the students at the school?

Light wouldn’t blame you, though.

He knew you were weak. He knew you’d have to crack at some point.

The thought of you having left the school caused a feeling to brew inside the deepest pit of Light’s insides.

He felt a slight surge of disappointment or perhaps if you could exaggerate it- even heartbreak.

As soon as Light’s homeroom teacher announced at the end of the day that someone would have to bring your homework to your house, everyone began giggling and talking, ignoring the teacher completely. Light glued his eyes to his book, trying to not look at the teacher, so the teacher would choose him. Somewhere within Light’s mind, he wanted the teacher to say, ‘Light, could I burden you to go to miss L/n’s house and give her the homework?’

“Light, could I burden you to go to miss L/n’s house to give her the homework?” the end of Light’s lips curled ever so slightly, unknown to him.

“Yes, sir.”

Later that day, Light set out with the homework sheets that the teacher had given him and headed towards your house.

It was a pretty neat house, considering the fact that you had only recently moved in. He looked up and saw a bedroom window, small flower plans and vies erupting from their pots.

He didn’t know you liked gardening.

Light knocked on the door and you opened it, rushing to the door. This was the first time Light had seen you out of uniform. You were wearing your pyjamas with fluffy pink slippers. Your hair was messy unlike all the other times he'd seen you, but to Light it was cute.

Light’s cheeks turned slightly pink as he gave you the papers. You frantically apologized for being a burden, as Light tried to quietly assure you that it was no problem.

That night, Light went home and thought about you for a while.

A long while.

Perhaps even the whole night.

The next day, you started school again.

Light was surprised you hadn’t cracked yet. Maybe he might have been wrong.

Yes, weak you were, but you could truly handle the pain.

The very next week, Light saw you again, in your usual place in the courtyard, with a confused expression on your face.

Light gave a tiny laugh at how adorable you looked.

You had been attending the school for three months already, and yet you were still clueless about everything.

Then, you did something that light didn’t expect you to do at all.

You had walked up to Light and asked him for directions to your next class.

Light was, to the least, quite surprised at your sudden action. This was one of the first times, Light was able to clearly see your face. The sunlight shined over your face and gave it a hearty glow and the slight panic or worry in your eyes about being late made your eyes look glossy and beautiful.

It was at that moment that light fell in love.

Just looking at your face caused a flurry of ecstasy to blow up inside him.

He got butterflies in his stomach and his Heart began pounding like crazy.

You were perhaps that one miracle woman that caused Light to act this way.

Light Yagami, the smartest student in the city, perfectly put and civilised, cool and good at quick thinking was now struggling to form words in front of a mere girl.

In the end, since you both had the same class, Light walked you to the classroom.

After class, you two exchanged numbers. When Light had finished typing his number into your phone and was waiting for you to finish, he looked at your contacts list.

“Mum”

“Dad”

"Work"

"Grandma"

Those were the only contacts on your phone, which was unusual for a high schooler, considering that you should have loads of numbers, as you did friends.

You must have been a truly lonely person.

And so, Light and you had begun to grow closer.

You’d study in the library, and you didn’t have to panic about your classes anymore since light and you had the same classes. Even for your cooking class, light had always walked you.

Nobody laughed at you anymore, they merely just ignored you.

During break and lunch, you and light would sit under a tree together and enjoy your lunch while you both chated happily.

If anyone had seen the both of you in your isolated little corner of the school, they would’ve immediately assumed you two were a couple, but that was not the case.

Now, at that point in your relationship, Light had an adorable schoolboy crush on you.

He smiled whenever his eyes caught you early in the morning. His heart fluttered when you laugh at his jokes. His stomach turns upside down whenever you smile his way.

Light was head over heels.

He’d silently watch you during class, lovestruck at your beauty.

Not only was he admiring you, but he was also watching and observing like a lion waiting to pounce at the other guys in the class who looked at you even slightly weird.

He enjoyed the fact that he could see you and monitor you everywhere you went.

But something that bugged him was you being in cooking class.

That meant that he couldn’t watch you during that hour since he had a different class.

He’d try to convince you to quit cooking class (which, by the way, didn’t work,) so, he did the next best thing.

He started dating your partner in cooking class.

Why would he date someone else when he was so madly in love with you?

Simple, so he could manipulate your partner into telling him about all the things you did in class that day.

Did she ever realise that the only person or thing light ever wanted to talk about was you and anything related to you?

Absolutely not, Light had the poor girl wrapped around his finger. She was basically hypnotised by his looks.

But did the girl’s information quench light’s thirst to know about everything you do?

Also no.

Light needed to know, light needed to see, light needed to hear with his own ears and feel with his own fingertips.

The hours of the week in which you have cooking class became hell for him. He desperately desired your presence.

So he simply continued to further guilt trip you about how lonely he was feeling when he was alone.

So when you had enough of the guilt, you quit cooking class and joined light.

As soon as you left your cooking class for the last time, Light threw your previous cooking partner away, he didn’t need her anymore.

Now, light was with you every second of the school day, and was listening to your sweet voice after school through phone calls.

But light wanted more.

He wanted more and he wanted it now.

What was his next tactic?

He sucked up to your parents, he dropped you off at home every day so your parents would see him as a gentleman and he would suck up to your parents a lot. His smarts, his family status, his student ranking, his manner, everything.

Next?

He moved your usual meeting locations, chatting locations, and eating locations all to a much more public place.

Why?

So people would see both of you.

He arranged for the both of you to hang out after school or on the weekends in places he knew that other people from school were going to be.

He used his popularity to his advantage and began spreading rumours of how you two were dating but he did it so confidentially, no-on would be able to trace it back to him.

In no time, the whole school was buzzing with chats about you and light.

You tried to tell them that you weren't dating, but they all simply assumed you were a shy little girl.

You tried to tell light to deny it, but Light seemed oddly busy.

As soon as Light got the death note in the palm of his hands, he started by killing off the girl you used to partner with during cooking class.

She was becoming a hassle to deal with, she even threatened to hurt you. Light would’ve killed her either way, with or without the death note.

Next, he killed the people who ignored you.

He couldn’t kill the whole school, so he merely killed the ones that hassled you the most, and to prevent you from being put under suspicion and the danger of being taken away from him, Light had to kill other people as well. Teachers whom you were on good terms with, the janitor, and a few random passer-byers.

That one math teacher who favoured you.

That janitor, whose name Light only found out for the death note.

Roy the leader of a gang that hassled you.

That BBBBB Molly who kept bullying you.

And they were just some.

Light was finally able to protect you. He’d smile every night at the thought that he was protecting you as a boyfriend would protect his girlfriend.

He was happy with just killing students but when he witnessed you getting molested on the train on your way to school, a nerve snapped in light’s head.

The world was a danger to you, and Light needed to fix it.

And so, began Light’s murder spree of criminals and anyone who would pose even the slightest threat to you.

While light was dealing with issues of the death note, you were dealing with issues related to rumours at school.

It was weird. Light hadn’t spoken to you for almost a week now.

It began bugging you, but you tried to not think about it too hard.

It was only after another two weeks that Light had finally appeared again.

“So are you and light, like- a thing now?” A student would ask you as usual.

“No, no, I swear, we’re just friends,” You’d desperately try to explain. Where the hell was Light when you needed him the most?

The two girls began sniggering, “Sure sure, REAL CLOSE FRIENDS,”

“I promise, we’re not-” A large arm landed on your shoulders, pulling you back until a strong chest bumped against your back.

“Huh-” Light had appeared behind you, but he wasn’t wearing the usual happy and kind look, he was wearing an unusual smirk.

“Oh, thank god you’re here Light, now we can clear it up-”

“Yeah, we’re dating,” Your stomach sank and your heart felt a weird emotion.

“What-”

The girls let out excited squeals.

“You’re so lucky, Y/n-chan!!” One squealed, as they both ran away.

But you didn't do anything.

You just stood there and stared at Light as his arm held you tight to his chest.

The very next day was absolute hell for you, The two girls had run around the whole school telling everyone that you and light were confirmed to be dating.

All the guys you walked by had given you thumbs up as support with smiles and all the girls would practically smack you on the back so hard that your soul would leave your body, from enthusiasm. Then they would fangirl about you and light, calling you ‘the power couple’ of the school, before getting excited and calling you ‘lucky’.

It was a surprise that you actually even managed to get to class.

When you actually managed to get there, your eyes searched for light. When they did find him, you were enraged, you were confused, you were sad, you felt- betrayed.

You rolled up your non-existent sleeves and marched towards light. You usually sat in the seat next to him, so it was empty.

“Light-!” Before you could say anything else, the teacher had entered the room and ordered everyone to sit down.

So you did as you were told, you sat down silently. Quietly, you did, but the glare on your face did not seem to leave. While the teacher’s back was turned to you while he wrote something on the board, you scribbled on your book.

‘Why did you tell the girls that we’re dating?!’ You scribbled in messy writing before shoving it in light’s hand. Light didn’t tear his eyes from the board when you put the paper in hand, but looked down at his hand just a few seconds later. He read the note and smirked to himself, still not looking at you.

‘Answer me, goddamn it!' You wrote again and passed it to him.

Again, like before, Light read the note, smirked and ignored it.

You were furious and couldn’t wait till class ended so you'd yell at him.

When the bell DID ring, light immediately packed his books and left class. Usually, he’d have waited for you so you two could walk to the library together, but it was different this time.

“Hey! Light! Look at me! Stop ignoring me,”

You’d race behind him, trying to talk to him as he walked to the library. You struggled to keep up with Light as his long legs carried him to the library, quick with ease, while your short ones struggled.

When you two entered the library, you quickly began yelling at light.

“Why did you tell her that we’re together!? Light!” You followed behind him to one of the tall bookshelves near the back.

Light reached his long hand out and caught a book in his hand before he pulled it out and began to browse through the book.

“I said look at me, light!” You pulled the book down, out of his view as light turned his head up to take a good look at your face.

Like a flash of light, Light made a fast movement and pinned you straight against the bookshelf, his book in his hand as the edge of it leaned against the bookshelf.

Your breath hitched as Light leaned into your face.

“You were saying something?” Light asked you, your faces were so close now that his hot breath fanned against the skin of your neck.

“Wh-” Light moved away and went back to looking at the books.

“Listen light! I don’t know why you told them that we are dating, and I honestly don’t care! Tell them we’re just friends right now!” You whisper yelled to him, yet he didn’t budge.

“No,” He replied, simply.

“Wha- Why not!?”

“I like you, so we’re dating,”

“I don’t like you! Listen light, I merely see you as a friend who helped me when no one else wanted to! I never liked you!”

“You’ll learn to... Eventually,"

“How dare you! I’ll make it simple for you to understand, I don’t like you, and I never will-!” Before you could even properly finish your sentence, Light pulled out a dark-coloured book.

Pitchblack with scrawny writing on it. It was labbeled as “death note’.

“What’s that…?”

“This, my love, is a death note. Any name that is written upon it whilst the name holder’s face is in your mind, they will cease to exist..." Light said

“Don’t fuck with me with that bullshit!” You yelled, pushing the book away. The other book that light was looking at came into view.

'Criminals of major treason, 1990-2000’

Light opened the library book and skipped to a page with a criminal’s whole profile on it.

“Wayne york?” You asked. Light pulled out the notebook and wrote the name on one of the pages.

"Turn on your cell phone,” And within five minutes, Wayne's death was announced.

It was quite easy to convince you, so just a few more deaths were caused and you believedhim.

You looked towards Light with a horror-struck expression.

All that Light could see in your eyes was terror and fear.

“A-are you going to... Kill me…?” You quietly asked light, looking up at him with fearful eyes. Light was bewildered.

Of course he wasn’t going to hurt you, why would he ever?!

“What?! No! Why would I ever hurt you?!” With a gulp, you quickly picked up your bag with no other words and instantly left light, not removing your terrified eyes from his face.

The rest of the day, you could barely focus. Throughout the entire day, you could feel light’s eyes burning holes in the back of your head. Light had tried to talk to you but you simply ignored him out of fear.

Only when it got to lunch, did light finally give you a warning.

“There are consequences, Y/n... Severe consequences if you continue to act childish,” he warned you in an isolated corner of the school.

But did you listen to the crazy psychopathic killer who just killed a few people with no care, even if they were criminals? Hell no,

Light told you that he would wait for you in the usual spot where he and you used to sit together. When you didn’t appear in front of him, Light had already begun making strong movements towards the school cafeteria with a terrifying expression on his face.

When Light had arrived there, he was furious with what he saw. You were sitting alone with another boy. The boy and you were chatting and laughing together which already made his blood boil. The worst part was that the boy was putting his crummy hands all over you.

So when a minute later, the boy suddenly got a heart attack and died, you began panicking. Your eyes strayed towards Light who looked at you with a cruel smirk.

That ought to teach you a lesson.

The next period, instead of avoiding him, you sat next to him like a good girl and listened to him. And when school ended, he brought you outside and gave you a deep kiss that you couldn’t say no to. Then, he forced you to walk with him back to your home, and during this whole process, he doesn’t say a single thing to you, and no words were exchanged. When you get to your home, and Light is sure that our parents are also home, and can see the two from the window, he gives you a deep kiss with a threatening look which says play along with him.

He did it so your parents would know you two are dating. But because of how much sucking up he did to your parents and siblings, he doubted that they really even cared at all.

So the next day, after another torturous day of school with him, he comes to your home and tells your parents that you're dating and they happily agree to this engagement between you and Light because they trusted Light since they thought he was a such a smart and kind gentleman and everything.

And so, he’d eventually force you to start coming to his house more often and introduces you to his parents as his girlfriend.

Then, the news begins about Kira.

He’s constantly telling you that he’s doing all of this for you and only you, but your vision is too foggy to see his intentions.

Every time he’d splatter kisses all over your face, he’d always whisper the same two phrases over and over in your ears.

“I love you so so much, you'll never have anyone who loves you as much as me” and “I Love how obedient your being,"

Let’s just hope you’ll stay like this, light doesn’t know what else he’s willing to do in order to put you in your place next to him if you at up.

Hope you enjoyed it <3

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