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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year

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A Quick question My beloved god~!

How do you feel about pathetic yanderes? Like pathetic yanderes that has power (wealth, influence and all that shit) but acts pathetically towards their darling?

Cuz even tho I'm a bottom (obviously cuz i can't pull off being a top ;-;) pathetic yanderes just bring out a different side of me

I would love to see them beg and cry and it's just so adorable??? Cuz pathetic yanderes are oddly endearing even tho they're fucking pathetic and disgusting

UGH I EAT THAT SHIT UP THEY'RE SO SO SO CUTE THAT I WANNA MAKE THEM CRY EVEN MORE!!

(You can ignore this if you feel like it's kinda too much lol and apologies for being kinda redundant)

also no not cute but

Breathtakingly Adorable~ <3

- Your Junie~

PATHETIC/RICH YANDERE SCENARIO (GENDER NEUTRAL READER & YANDERE)

“PRETTY PINK PRINCESS : GOOD FOR YOU”

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A pathetic, rich yandere? Isn’t that just me— (also im just gonna ignore that last part for my wellbeing-)

Pathetic Yanderes can be a top. Usually if you’re from a rich (asian) family there’s just a lot of drama. Like you’d think everyone loves eachother so much and everything is peaceful but once the family dinner ends the treachery begins. So they’d have to be confident, assertive and sociable to survive that kind of environment.

You know the kind that’s super headstrong whenever they’re with anyone else but you.

Your ask kinda reminds me of my ocs Crisanto Salvador and Isabel Labrador (the dors really do be the biggest masochists of Midnight Darling). While Isabel is a hard sub that’s a brat, Crisanto doesn’t even hide how down horrid he is for MC. He fell in love with her because she threw away a Birkin Bag he used to court her.

Boy has got connections 💅🏻 ✨

He can get you anywhere and everywhere. He can also get you out from any and every situation you might not want to find yourself in.

But yes back to Pathetic + Rich Yandere! I can see them ordering all manners or surveillance. They’ll take the time to survey your routine (or have someone else do it) and plan out what to do from then on. If you go outside regularly then they’ll have “bodyguards” set, if you’re more of a homebody then they’ll have cameras installed in every corner of your house whenever no one’s at home.

They’re your biggest career hyper. They will get you to whatever position you want in life. While Pathetic Yan will be practicing their at home spouse skills just for you.

(Ignore this if you’re ace) The biggest challenge however is practicing how they’re supposed to satisfy you in bed. Making do with someone else is an absolute no no. Besides, you might have a different preference entirely.

So oh well, what else could they do but kidnap you?

What do you mean they could have courted you first? They couldn’t even fathom breathing the same air as you for too long in fear that they may have a heartattack. This was the only way, you see!

But don’t worry, they’ll be the best partner you could ever look for. They just have practice not getting so aroused when you look straight at them all the time. It’s hard to focus on feeding you like that after all!

Pathetic Yandere loves to wear pink fight me. Pastels everywhere. They’re massive Rococo/Baroque interior design fanatics. Stickers are everywhere. They have a whole ass bookshelf dedicated to their sticker collection.

In bed they have cute ribbons for bondage prepared. It doesn’t do much by way of keeping you still, but boy does it look so adorable on you!

At least one person is gonna be full to the brim by the end of this, might as well make the act aesthetic.

Noisy as hell when having sex, they just have to voice how they feel about you, yknow? Shutting them up is close to impossible. And of course, tears! Lots of it. One might say they kinda look like they’re in pain sometimes from how much they mewl.

Their bed is the softest one you’ve ever been on. You find out that it’s from one of those high end Swedish brands that make em out of horse hair.

You’re tempted to stay just for that reason.

“ Never leave me okay? I promise I’ll be good for you ♡ ”

©️ hana.no.seiiki - yun | 2023

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yandere-fics · 8 months

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♡ NSFW Headcanons ♡

♡ The Kingdom Version ♡

(I sat down to write something else but I suddenly got a wave of inspiration for this. Miriel is canonically trans but the other characters who are referred to as having dicks are left vague so interpret it as you will.)

Content Warnings: Female characters have phalluses, characters crying during sex, overstimulation, vague allusions to pegging, allusions to dubcon, orgasm denial, knots, toys.

♡ Trans girl Miriel, my beloved. ♡

♡ Personally I headcanon Miriel as Greysexual, she rarely if ever experiences any sort of desire, and if she does it's usually initiated by her darling. She's also not quick to pick up on her darling trying to initiate. For someone who is so quick to see the smallest things as signs of love, she is very slow to pick up on obvious hints that you want to fuck, lol. ♡

♡ She's long, but not particularly girthy. ♡

♡ She's a submissive bottom all the way. She loses all strength in her bones when she's finally with her darling in such an intimate way. I mean you can ask her to get on top but she's much more likely to collapse on top of you whimpering that she can't take it anymore. It's great if you're her darling who is kind of mad at her cause now you get to see her cry. ♡

♡ You can touch her in pretty much anyway you want and she's still cry and be happy, like a fucking masochist. It's all love to her so go ahead. She literally doesn't care if you overstimulate her to the point of passing out, just love her please. ♡

♡ If you really want to see her explode then use the strap on her. She will lose her goddamn mind and might even beg you to marry her. ♡

♡ Yandere voted most likely to at the very least fondle you without prior consent. I mean she'll wait until you like her, but she's really not going to ask much before she goes in for it. Obviously if you seem extremely displeased then she's gonna stop but mild discomfort will not deter her. ♡

♡ She's a demon, Sweetness, she needs to be physical with her mate. Demons literally have giant sex drives, she can keep herself at bay until you're in her apartment but after that you have to fit her off with a broom at least once a day. She'll usually back off after one denial, like a spider that was just sprayed with poison ceasing it's course. ♡

♡ She has two faces when it comes to it. If you are willingly her darling and she didn't need to scare you into it then she's 100% sweet and tender. She'll take it slow and nice with you, maybe too slow, it might irritate you when you just want to get down to it. ♡

♡ If she's already shown her true colors to you then she's a denier all the way. You'll get one or two in a long session if you're being good, otherwise she's going to make you feel impatient, like she felt when she was waiting for your love. ♡

♡ If you want special treatment then surprise her with a long makeout session when she returns home from work, then she might go too far with the orgasms. ♡

♡ Knot. Big fucking knot, honestly is not for the weak of heart. Don't you worry though, she won't make you take it if it's too much though she really wishes you would. ♡

♡ Sex with her takes a long time because of how big she is and how much prepwork is required, and while she does think you're worth all that work, she also is sort of the de facto leader of the city so she can't do it all the time. Maybe once a week, once in two weeks if she's particularly busy. She's so sorry, she'll buy you a few toys to make it up. ♡

♡ Now the exception is her heats which are not at all predictable. When they occur, if you two have gotten to the point of being intimate beforehand then you two are going to be holed up in her apartment as she almost splits you apart. ♡

♡ If prior you have no interacted in a sexual way then she's not going to do anything with you no matter how much you want to help her out, she needs the first time to be when she's in her right mind and won't accidentally hurt you. She'd prefer multiple sessions before she's comfortable doing it during heats cause you doesn't want to shock you with too much too soon. ♡

♡ God please take the knot, she'll give you anything, even burning the entire city she's worked hard to build, if you just take the knot every heat. Please please please. ♡

♡ Is that a tear in Sawyer's eye? Nah you're probably seeing things. ♡

#yandere oc #yandere lesbian #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere scenarios #my oc sawyer #my oc mirial #my oc kassien #yandere nsft

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erenxfrieda · 2 years

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Hii i love ur writing and i was wondering if you have any yandere diego hc? pls and ty <3

Yandere!Diego Hargreeves headcanons

Hey! didn't expect anyone to send a request, but thanks for your words, I hope you enjoy my vision of the yandere Diego!

Normal Diego is a very insecure person. As Yandere he doesn't change at all.

All of his childhood and even part of his adult life is an endless race for recognition or praise. It is difficult for him to let go his past, which is why I believe that if you try to break up with him, then it is obvious that he will never let you go.

Nothing new, this is familiar to all yanderes. But for example, unlike others, Diego will not try to kidnap you. I believe that deep down Diego is very fragile and seeing you all scared and crying makes his heart break :( , so if he tries to kidnap you, it will most likely be difficult decision for him and he will break down, starting to sob and stuttering in his room where no one would hear him.

And also it will be very hard for him to show that he is in pain. He probably keep saying to himself something like “i'm a man” and “i should be strong to protect them, they need me”.

He tends to get attention and love only by doing something dangerous, bold and reckless, so most of the time he will maintain the image of a tough guy in front of you.

He won't use his power on you, I'm sure he won't touch even a single lock of your hair without your consent because he's such a gentleman and he should treat his beloved well.

He will try to use his charm on you to take you on a date but even if you refuse him over and over again he will try to talk to you again until you give up and give him a chance.

Diego is impulsive, but he is not abusive. Diego will only be impulsive when he is vehemently trying to pursue his goal like protect you. He locked up Lila to protect her, but he didn't thought about what can possibly happen to her, so I believe that when Diego sees you, obviously needing his help, the first his thought is “I should keep them somewhere safe so I can protect them” but then his thoughts will be “but with me they will be in danger”.

And these conflicting feelings make him nervous, sweaty and stutter, especially when he is pushed into a time frame and soon he just can't stand it and does something rash like “Fuck it!” and now he has you kidnapped.

Diego will be the most softest person in your life when it comes towards a person that he loves.

You have conversation with Luther and Diego thought that his brother makes you uncomfortable? Fuck him and let Diego punch this Number One in the face! Wait, what do you mean you asking him to stop? Well, good for you, he will stop immediately but give your man a kiss to calm him down. (i believe s1 Diego will do something like that, but s3 won't)

People can tie him up, let him be stuck in the asylum, forcehim to take pills but it still doesn't stop him from loving you in a not healthy way. never. if that means that he should break every bone in his body he will do it for you.

So don't worry, he will never hurt you. I think that he'll even let you hurt him, only if he can get your sweet kiss as a reward.

But don't get me wrong, I don't headcanon him as a masochist, he's not going to enjoy pain, he just wants to show that he's good enough for you, something like “oh, come on, I can barely feel anything” or “is that all you can do, pretty?”.

Diego is that one person that can be extremely patient with someone he like. I mean, look how he act with Grace. He was so gentle with her, taking care of her as if she can really feel the pain from the wound that he made.

Also look at Diego and Lila. She's not afraid to smack him in the face, but he doesn't get angry, he smirks. So believe me, no matter what you do, no matter how you resist his courtship, he is ready to wait.

Diego is a big simp for his beloved. You extremely shy person and need to hold his hand while your on public? Don't worry, he probably will have smug smile on his face when he hear it but he will be here with you and for you.

Are you a party lover and constantly dragging a bunch of problems around with you? Well, take Diego with you otherwise you'll have a frightening and paranoid guy who will watch you from afar with his puppy eyes.

But if you take him willingly, he will constantly watch you to keep you out of trouble, but we know Diego, he knows how to have a good time, so he will be doing two jobs. Enjoy the time with you and protect you from possible problems.

Do you want a quiet life, have a couple of kids, without any of these superhero complications?...Give Diego time and he'll think about it.

Diego tries to do anything to impress you. He will save you from every jackass, from every guy that will bother you a little too much. And when he does his hero stuff to cool his thought and prove to himself his worth...

I see a possible path for his feelings building up towards you, you thank him for saving your life in classic superhero style. A kiss on the cheek or something like that, so corny but cute, but it will make him melt inside!

As a lonely wolf he will be a little nervous but will try to act as the tough guy and say something like “that's not a big deal actually” and “everything i do is just my job” but when he leaves you, your words just stuck inside his head for hours, day, weeks, months until he managed to somehow see you again.

He may be a lone wolf, but even a wolf can be tamed and made into a dog. If you know what you are doing, then Diego is easy to manipulate, like a yandere, his affection for you increases many times over and he will simply be blinded by love until someone tells him about it.

Five or Allison will walk up to him one day and say something like “you do realize you're just being used? they don’t love you” and Diego’s first reaction would be to defend the honor of his beloved “w-what?!what are you talking about? t-that's not true..!”

And if someone who is not from his family will persistently try to say that your relationship with Diego is wrong, he will 100% threaten them, if people convince you to leave Diego, he will also threaten them, but he make sure that this people won't mess with you again.

I don't see Diego as a super dangerous yandere like Allison or Five, the only danger he poses to you is his hero complex and recklessness.

He believes that you need his rescue 24/7 and if you show even the slightest sign that you need help, Diego will already be here for you, because he is used to be a lifeguard and such people are perfect for him.

#tua x reader #yandere tua #yandere x reader #umbrella academy x reader #yandere umbrella academy #yandere diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves x reader

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theyareweird · 9 hours

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Vampire Knight: Senri's Yandere for Kianna — Part 17 (Requested)

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The young man before Kianna physically appeared to be sixteen-years-old. However, she knew better than to be fooled by his youthful appearance. Subaru is much older than that. Of course, this wasn’t anything peculiar, considering he's a vampire. The only odd thing about this was Subaru's presence at the academy... Specifically, in a tuxedo.

Subaru stood in front of Kianna wearing a basic black tux with a white dress shirt. His efforts were lacking as the untidy boy clearly refused to wear a necktie of any sort. Instead, he opted to leave the collar of his shirt undone two buttons down, exposing his neck. This was ironic considering Subaru had his white, silverish hair neatly combed for the occasion.

Despite the internal surprise Kianna felt inside, she never expressed her feelings outward. "What are you doing here?" She asked.

The haughty vampire turned his head to the side and closed his eyes in response. "Is that any way to greet your brother?" Subaru huffed in annoyance, sticking his nose up at Kianna.

"Sorry." Kianna said, approaching Subaru. She then opened her arms to him before embracing his torso in an awkward hug.

Subaru instantly exhailed in content at the form of affection. He then stretched out his arms and returned the hug in exchange. Over Kianna's head, Subaru glared at Azusa from behind his beloved sister. Although he was aware she had feelings for the masochist at one point, the crush was short-lived. Besides, Subaru didn't believe the blue-green haired Level D was worthy of Kianna's love. He hated the idea of her always being in harm's way within his presence.

Azusa smiled at the two. "Brother? I knew nothing of that." He gasped. "Alice, why haven't you told me?" Azusa pried through a frown. "I never imagined you becoming a daughter of the Sakamaki household." He commented.

Once Kianna pulled away, she looked up at Subaru. The tips of his light lavender, almost pinkish hair ends, stood out against his black and white attire. Although his body had relaxed in her hold, Kianna could see the obvious anger written across Subaru's face. "That’s none of your damn business!" He snapped.

Before he caused a scene, Kianna quickly averted the tension in the air and asked, "Subaru, does Father know you’re here?"

Luckily for Kianna, Subaru redirected his attention to her. "No. I wanted to check out Cross Academy myself." He replied. Subaru then looked up to catch the irritated gray eyes of his father gazing down at him from the second floor balcony. Maku hadn't moved an inch from the foyer where Kianna left him earlier. "He knows now..." Subaru concluded, taring his eyes away.

Kianna knew better, though. Her older brother only spoke of half-truth. Subaru wanted to visit his little sister after a while of being apart. "Is that the only reason?" Kianna teasingly asked through a smile.

Subaru hummed in his throat. He was irritated because Kianna already had her answer. "You never answered my question... That's rude." Subaru snipped through his tight jaw. Normally, he would have some kind of comeback for Kianna, but this wasn’t the time nor place. Subaru had other things pressing on his mind at the moment. "If the masochist isn't your date, then who is?" He repeated.

"My boyfriend." Kianna blurted.

Subaru's scarlet red eyes widened in response. "Boyfriend?" He gawked.

As if on cue, Senri returned to Kianna's side with a plate of food and a drink in hand for his date. Even though he had been across the ballroom the entire time, the aristocrat had been listening to the whole conversation. Senri was beyond pissed to hear Azusa trying to make a move on his girlfriend the second his back is turned. In addition to this, the vampire was surprised to hear Kianna refer to a Pureblood as her brother. Senri had many questions for his lover, but he didn't know how to approach the situation. After all, who was he to question a Rank A Vampire?

"Will this suffice?" Senri asked, holding out the plate to Kianna. On the plate was a decently large slice of tiramisu cake along with a side of chocolate truffles. In Senri's other hand was a glass of fruit punch.

"Yes, thank you!" Kianna happily smiled up at Senri. The petite girl then took the plate from her boyfriend and immediately cut into the dessert with her fork. With a single bite, Kianna's shoulders lowered and he turned her attention onto her brother again. "Subaru, this is my boyfriend, Senri Shiki." Kianna began.

Senri's expression remained apathetic, but he gracefully bowed to the albino Pureblood. This young man may not be a Pureblood Prince, aka. Kaname, but he was a Rank A nonetheless. As such, Senri automatically respected and internally feared Subaru's presence.

In fact, all the night class students instinctively did this. Each of them either stood around in uncomfortable silence or tried to pretend the atmosphere hadn't changed. Kaname, on the other hand, appeared to be preoccupied with his date. Senri's cousin was currently out on the balcony, busy dancing with Yuki to have acknowledged a newcomer. However, since all the vampire's knew better, they were certain Kaname had noticed the shift in the air but wasn't stirred in the slightest.

"Senri, this is my older brother, Subaru Sakamaki." Kianna politely introduced. She thought it was best to give each of the males a full and proper introduction.

"It's an honor to meet you." Senri said, keeping his head down.

Subaru sneered at the mahogany haired young man beside his sister. "Kianna never mentioned having a boyfriend." He hissed.

"We've only been together for four months." Kianna added, taking another bite of her food.

"I wouldn't hold it against her. Our relationship is still new and we're still getting to know each other." Senri said, coming to his girlfriend's defense. "Besides, Kianna also never mentioned having a brother..." He stated with his voice trailing off a bit.

Subaru pursed his lips at this. "I'm not surprised." He shrugged. "I was adopted six months ago, so I don't see why she would care to mention me." Subaru coldly stated. Despite his harsh words, he didn't blame Kianna for not saying anything about him sooner to a young man she's in a romantic relationship with. Regardless of knowing her since she was thirteen, Subaru truly felt he wasn't worth being mentioned, let alone being considered or loved as her brother.

"Don’t say that!" Kianna snapped. "It's as Senri said, we're still getting to know each other." She reminded Subaru.

"Whatever." Subaru dismissed her.

Unfortunately for Kianna, this wasn’t what he wanted to hear. There were times like this where she needed to be more direct and upfront about her emotions to console her brother. Not that Kianna minded. She completely understood where Subaru's emotional instability was coming from.

"I'm glad you're here..." Kianna sighed. "I missed you, too." She said in a hushed voice.

Luckily, Subaru's keen sense of hearing allowed him to hear what she had to say. With that, he held out his hand and asked, "Will you save me a dance?"

Kianna turned to look at Senri. He doesn't have the authority to deny a request from a Rank A Vampire, but his date still thought to ask his permission. Senri nodded and said, "He's your brother, it's okay."

"I'll dance with you after the first dance." Kianna stated.

After she finished eating, the orchestra strug up to commence the first dance and official start of the ball. The first dance consisted of every student in attendance joining hands to form an inner circle and an outer circle in the ballroom. No matter which circle a dancer joined, one would be facing another individual from either circle. With the inner and outer circles rotating in opposite directions of each other to the beat, dancers stand hand-in-hand, bouncing on their heels while spinning in their respective circle. Students enjoy this type of dance because it allows everyone to participate regardless if one has a date or not.

Kianna, Senri and Rima found themselves in the outer circle. Both females' expressions were devoid of emotion. Meanwhile, Takuma stood directly across from the yawning redhead in the inner circle. Senri was in-between Rima and Kianna, holding their hands during the dance sequence. Takuma beamed with a smile and gleeful laughter as he bounced on his feet holding hands with two random day class girls.

At one point during the dance, Senri accidentally stepped on Rima's foot. In an attempt to seek playful vengeance, she stomped on his shoe in return. However, Senri didn't react as Rima had to being stepped on. Out of irritation, the blue-eyed girl began aggressively smooshing his foot, but it still didn't effect him.

"You're overdoing it." Senri mumbled to Rima.

While the first dance was still in progress, Subaru retreated upstairs. There, he joined his father. The albino refused to participate in something as childish and foolish as that first dance. Unfortunately, in doing this, Maku shot his son a look of disappointment. He was upset to know Subaru broke into private school grounds to crash a student event, in which outsiders weren't permitted.

"Don’t give me that look." Subaru heavily sighed. "I plan on enrolling here next semester to keep an eye on Kianna."

Maku glanced at his son from the side. "Did you decide this before or after you learned of Kianna's boyfriend?" Although Subaru remained silent, Maku knew the answer was the latter.

Requested: @nunezs-stuff

#kianna komori #senri shiki #vampire knight #subaru #subaru sakamaki #anime #dark anime #vampirecore #supernatural #moodboard #aesthetic #art #fan fiction

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takami-takami · 1 year

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OKOKOK wait i jsut saw ur kill bill yan!hawks post and i agree So much??? ive seen fics where keigo is literally Attacking the reader and im like NO!!! he wouldnt do that he would never hurt his beloved!!!! he cares so much adn so deeply for people but its such a contrast bc hes also a hero whos ruthless in battle & has killed!!! yandere keigo would probably be so distraught over the new development in his personality but it would get overwhelmed by how much he wants the reader back to himself & I feel like he would try to justify it in his brain ("oh their new bf treats them horribly, i need to save them!!") & that would just end up in him following the reader around to protect em BSAFHDSLFHSDA but Ew idk if this is just my hatred of pain talking but i feel like hed never hurt anyone unless he absolutely had to & especially since he loves his partner so much >_o - 🪲 anon (Btw my irl name is bug so it is so silly when u call me bug anon its the best)

SO TRUE BUG ANON, Yan!Hawks is very careful to not hurt his darling. I agree about the way he'd justify it to himself as a "I'm protecting" way, like he just wants to make sure you're okay, and he's a little unconventional about it because of his upbringing and like you said, time with the commission.

Yan!Hawks is more possessive in a lovesick, protective way! I also don't think he's a sadist (cries in masochist).

#omg i didnt know i guessed your name thats so cool #bug is a sick name i love it #🪲 anon #💌 asks

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bluerosebluerosebluerose · 2 years

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Similarities between Yui and Cordelia :

Both of them are obsessed with their beloved/abuser in an unhealthy way.

Cordelia was supposed to be eve and Karl was supposed to be adam but they failed. Yui and Karl's sons successfully became adam and eve depending on the DL route in MB/DF. Adam and Eve in the dl universe strongly implied to be Ayato ( Karlheinz and Cordelia's 1st child ) and Yui.

Both Cordelia and Yui are extreme masochist. Both of them have a common kink , odaxelagnia.

Both Cordelia and Yui gave their blood to people other than their beloved. (Well, Yui gave her blood unwillingly to other person 99% of the time, she is weak compared to those sadistic monsters but in Ayato's MB brute ending Yui willingly gave her blood to Ruki)

My opinion/headcanon:

Yui subconsciously controlled by Cordelia's demonic heart.

Yui would kill or mentally abuse her lover if she catches/suspects cheating on her. If she kills them, she would commit suicide to join her dead beloved. After all murder is the greatest way to prove your love in dl.

She probably will eat her beloveds heart. Yui's just a yandere as Cordelia.

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trash-gobby · 1 year

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hi <3

I love your headcanons SO MUCH AHHHH. I was wondering if you could do more hcs with Dario from James Bond (my beloved.) like dario with a gf thats as crazy as him. tysmmm <333

Dario W/ Sadistic S/O Headcanons

Summary: As requested, some Dario X SadisticFem!Reader action :D

A/N: These are more on the shorter side, but I hope you still enjoy.

Pairing(s): Dario X Fem!Reader

Characters: Dario, Reader, Franz Sanchez

Link: James Bond Franchise

⚠️ Warnings!: Mild violence, mild sexual content mentioned, masochism, toxic relationships

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✨Dario with someone who has just as much is a mean masochistic streak as him, is a match made in heaven... or maybe hell is more apt. You guys are like two yandere's in love.

✨Knowing he has someone who will kill with him or for him is a massive turn on. Especially if you will torture anyone who messes with him.

✨He finds it really hot that you will partake in torture sessions with him. Interrogations can sometimes even take an almost foreplay-like interaction between the two of you

✨Dario loves that you get just as jealous as he does when someone else tries to flirt with you or steal you from him. You will make sure they suffer for even looking in Dario's direction.

✨When you two are together, you also get the job done. Sanchez loves that instead of you two distracting each other from doing jobs, you work even more effectively.

✨Things definitely get a lot more spicy between the two of you in your intimate life (wink-wonk). Dario doesn't feel like he needs to hold back as much as he does with someone who doesn't share his affinity for pain.

✨He likes when you two fight for dominance in the relationship, both of you love control. He will occasionally let you lead, but will mostly just fight you about it.

#dario x reader #dario #dario license to kill #license to kill dario #license to kill #james bond #james bond fanfiction #james bond dario #dario james bond #fem reader #trash gobby requests

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fuyuteki · 1 year

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I like how Iori smile with his eyes

Not the ^_^ smile, but really smiling with his eyes

I think that's one of his charms

Charisma of masochist yandere my beloved

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dragonmasterkaylz · 3 years

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Wife of Poseidon

WARNING: Contains Smut, Rape & Brutal Murder. If you are sensitive to these topics or under the age of 18, don’t read. Also, if my interpretation of Poseidon is a little off, I do apologise. And he is a little (very) yandere in this. This also contains a character of my own making… so if you don’t like that, don’t read it.

Within Poseidon’s Palace, lives a beautiful woman with gorgeous blue hair that almost sparkled in the light. Her eyes matched the blue of the ocean and her body was so voluptuous, only wearing a white bodysuit with golden accents and pale blue jewels on her collar and her hips. Along with gloves and matching stockings, a sheer blue material connecting her outfit together and trailing behind her. Her name is Aquamarie and she was Poseidon’s Queen.

She was beyond beautiful in Poseidon’s eyes and the perfect Queen for him due to her Humility and Kindness. And no one was allowed to look directly at his Queen unless they wanted their head to leave their shoulders. The God wasn’t necessarily worried that another man would steal his Queen from him, especially since she had already pledged her loyalty to him and loved him unconditionally. He just didn’t want his beautiful wife to be tainted with another ones gaze, especially from his servants.

She walked down the Palace, and into the Throne Room, only to find a bunch of dead servants and her angry husband. ‘Oh dear! Isn’t it too early for this?! I only just woke up!!!’ She ran over to him and asked, “What happened?!!” He looked at his wife and gently stroked her cheek, making her blush and smile under his gentle touch. “They were tainting you with their with words of lust and perversion, thinking I wouldn’t hear them. Anyone who thinks like that about you must be taken out… no questions asked. Now, let’s leave… I wouldn’t want their blood to taint your loveliness”, he told her.

The other Gods believed that Poseidon was actually using Aquamarie more as his property than his actual wife. But the truth was far sweeter. She is the only woman that understands him, the only woman to love him for the brutal God he is, and the only woman he could love. Which is exactly the reason why he wouldn’t want anyone to taint her with their disgusting words, touch or even sight. This was just in his nature, to keep his wife from experiencing anything he deemed unworthy of her.

“Poseidon… you really must stop killing our servants though, or else you won’t have any left. Next time, just try throwing them in the dungeon”, she suggested. He hummed and asked, “Do you disagree with my methods?” She sighed and gently placed her hands on his chest before saying, “Of course not. But you should think about this logically. You cannot always resort to violence when things start to displease you.” He hummed and walked past her before saying, “You know I cannot do that my love. There are reasons for my titles, and I cannot throw that away by suddenly becoming merciful.”

Aquamarie stood next to him in silence and he looked at her before suddenly stopping in his tracks. “Hm…?” She stopped and turned back to look at him. His stance was almost as solid as rock, but she giggled when she saw the softness in his eyes… as well as the slight blush in his cheeks. She placed her arms around him and then kissed him gently. Poseidon closed his eyes and kissed her back, making every servant watch. He only had one weakness and that was the beautiful woman in his arms. No one would think that ‘The Most Fearsome God’ had a soft side and that’s because only his wife saw it. If anyone else did… they were killed.

“I’m sorry… I should’ve kissed you as soon as I saw you”, she said with blush coating her cheeks. He then whispered in her ear, “That’s going to cost you later, my beloved.” Then he held her hand and walked to the meeting room, where many other Olympian Gods and Goddesses were. Hermes bowed respectfully in their presence and then said, “Lady Aquamarie, I have tea and cakes laid out for you.” She smiled happily and said, “Thank you Hermes~!” And then she took her seat next to her husband before looking happily at her spread. “I see that your wife has a sweet tooth, brother!”, Zeus said with a smirk. “Hmph.” “Silent as ever I see.”

After the meeting was over, Poseidon walked out with his wife, who was still eating cake. “Hmm~, delicious~!” He looked at her and sighed before grabbing her chin, making her look at him. “You’re a messy eater…”, he said to her before licking her chin and then her lips. She blushed heavily and finished eating, before looking up at him. “Hm… not my first choice. But it’s not bad either”, he said to her before walking away. “H-Hey…! You can’t just do something like that and then walk away as if nothing happened!”, she protested. He chuckled at the claim she was making and then said, “Don’t dawdle then… come here if you want me to pleasure you but also punish you for not kissing me as soon as you woke up.”

Hours later, in the bedroom, Poseidon had his wife begging for mercy under his surprisingly gentle touch. He had already cum inside of her multiple times but he didn’t let her cum once, overstimulating her. Aquamarie begged and begged as he trusted into her while playing with her clit, making her scream out. He smirked and kissed her neck as he used his other hand to squeeze her breast. “M-My Lord… Poseidon~…! I’m begging you…!!! It won’t happen again…!!! Let me cum~…!!!”, she begged as she leaned her head back on his shoulder. Poseidon loved the fact that his wife was a masochist, but even he knew that she had her limits. She tried to stop herself, but she started to squirt into his hand. He smirked and whispered, “Don’t you dare… not until I finish inside of you again, my dearest.”

She screamed as she was put onto her hands and knees. He spanked her a few times, making sure red marks were present on her. Then he held her hips pretty hard, hoping bruises would form on her beautiful body. He leaned down and kissed her skin, leaving more and more markings on her. He wanted the entire world to know that she belonged to him and only him. She was his Queen, his Wife, his beloved and hopefully one day… the Mother of his children. “I want to breed you…”, he confessed. “Then please… breed me. I want your children~”, she responded before turning around so she could look at him. He kissed her and then said, “Cum with me, my love.” Poseidon grunted as he felt himself cum inside of her once more, but that was nothing compared to her screaming as she came. “POSEIDON~!!!”

Aquamarie fell on their bed as he pulled out of her and gently pulled her into his arms, kissing her head. A giggle escaped her lips and she kissed his cheek. “That was mean.” He smirked and then kissed her properly before saying, “But you deserved divine punishment for not kissing me this morning.” She cupped his cheeks and brought him down for another kiss, wrapping her arms around him. “Hmm… don’t tempt me to fuck you again.” “Hehe~. I won’t… I don’t think my hips can handle it…”, she replied. Poseidon rested her upon their bed and kissed her cheek. “Rest up, my love.” “I will.” As he exited the room, fully clothed, a few servants wanted to exact revenge on the God for his ruthless nature.

Poseidon sat on his throne, looking as bored as ever. His wife was sleeping, there were no more meetings for the day, so he felt as though he could just fall asleep then and there. He closed his eyes and smiled as he thought about his beloved Queen and their future children. But that was interrupted by Aquamarie’s scream. His eyes widened and he grabbed his Trident before heading straight to his bedroom, only to see a few of Aquamarie’s maids outside, attempting to get in. “Stand back!”, he ordered. Once they were out of the way, he kicked the door down, taking it off its hinges and walked in.

His eyes widened at what he saw. Three of his servants having their way with his defenceless wife. Her eyes almost had no colour in them as they fucked her from behind, fucked her mouth and took pleasure in the sight of Poseidon’s wife being violated by them. “You filthy bastards…!”, he said, his voice filled with rage as he pulled the one watching away from her and skewered him with his Trident, not killing him though. He then pointed the bloody Trident at the other two and shouted, “Get your filthy cocks away from my wife, this instant!!!” His orders were clear, but they were ignored.

Aquamarie then screamed as one of them grabbed her hair, pushing himself further inside, hurting her. Tears ran down her cheeks, which was the last straw for him. He grabbed the one violating her mouth and threw him against the wall, knocking him out. “I’m sorry my dear…”. And finally used the end of his Trident to push the other against the headboard, knocking him out as well. His wife then crawled up to him and hugged him. “I-I’m sorry…!!!” “Don’t you dare apologise… they’ll be receiving the worst punishment possible for this”, he whispered back to her. “Maids! Take care of my Queen and clean her up!” They obeyed immediately and two of them helped her stand up before placing a robe around her.

While the servants were being tortured, the maids cleaned her up, and then got her to rest in a hot spring just after her bath. “Is that all, my lady?”, one of them asked. “Yes… please tell Poseidon where I am. I want to see him.” “Of course. Please have a lovely rest”, the maid said before leaving. Tears ran down the Queens cheeks and she cried into her hands, as she felt as if she had betrayed her own husband. The maid walked down into the dungeons and approached Poseidon, bowing in the process. “My Lord… Queen Aquamarie would like to see you in the hot springs as soon as possible.” “Alright…”.

The Tyrant of the Seas was covered in blood, looking at the three servants who violated his beloved wife. They weren’t so much as allowed to look at her, so the crime they committed deserved a fate worse than death. “Call Hades and make sure these three are tortured in the Underworld for all eternity”, Poseidon said as he walked away. “Yes, my Lord.” The God showered himself and washed away the blood before heading towards the Hot Spring, which he only had in his Palace since Aquamarie loved the ones in Japan. He wasn’t too fond of humans, if anything he hated them. But he tolerated their customs, especially if his wife did.

Poseidon wasn’t surprised to see his wife crying on the side of the hot spring. He got in the water alongside her and gently pulled her into his arms. “I’m sorry…! I’m sorry!” He rubbed her back and said, “I told you not to apologise. You were asleep, tired and sore. They used that to their advantage… but I can assure you, that they’ve been punished for their actions.” She nodded, but that did not stop her from crying her heart out. Unlike most Gods and Goddesses, she did not have a heart of steel and was very gentle. He kissed her and placed a hand over heart, as if he wanted to heal it. “Hey… you’re still having my children”, he reminded her. She giggled and said, “Yes… Yes I am~.”

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#record of ragnarok poseidon x reader #record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok poseidon #canon x oc #don’t like don’t read

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seeuonadarknite · 4 years

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good girl -- yandere dazai + chuuya x f. reader

request: Hey! Can I get a Dazai and Chuuya sharing darling noncon and punishment + I was the one that asked for Dazai and Chuuya! Is it ok if you add breeding kink please. 🥺

❀ yes ofc bby :) this has been in my drafts FORVER.. i just never got to formatting it :’)

warnings: noncon, spanking, fingering, facefucking, breeding kink, implied kidnapping

"Oh? And where do you think you're going?"

You really messed up this time. Something must have possessed you for you to believe that trying to sneak out of the house these two ruffians confined you in whilst they were home was a good idea. Sure, they left you unrestricted during the times that they were home, but that didn't mean you weren't being supervised.

In a sense you were like an unleashed dog running off from its owners on a walk around the block. Although it would be a hassle to take time out of their day to retrieve you, they'd still do it in a heartbeat because you mattered to them. That didn't mean that it wouldn't still entail punishment; they couldn't just let you off the hook after pulling an immature stunt like that.

And the worst part was that you weren't surprised that you were caught red handed whatsoever. Dazai had eyes and ears everywhere. How foolish could you possibly be thinking that he wouldn't catch on with your little escape plan? Hell, you didn't even manage to make it past the welcoming mat before you were stopped dead in your tracks.

It was frustrating beyond belief how nonchalant he seemed about it, because you knew damn well that he was just as livid as his partner, Chuuya. Only difference was that Chuuya was visibly smoldering with anger, whereas Dazai just sported a condescending grin that had vexation written all over it.

Stood at the bottom of the stairs near the door, you cowered away from the two seething males like a cat, coincidentally backing yourself into the nearest wall. Good going. It felt like your heart was pounding out of your chest with all of the nerves you were feeling, because you knew you were royally fucked. These two certainly didn't play nice, not even with their beloved girlfriend.

It was hard to shake off their blazing glares burning holes into your figure. You couldn't tell if Chuuya was about ready to either eat you alive or tear you to shreds. Either way, he'd at least be quick in his movements; it made him the lesser of two evils. Dazai would probably take his sweet time in tearing you apart, relishing in the way your face would contort in agony. It really shocked you that people called this man a masochist.

"I-I'm sorry! Please, don't hurt me.." You whimpered, hugging your body as if it would provide protection from the two males staring you down like a piece of meat. It really sucked that you were even stuck in this position in the first place. Your relationship with the two boys started off pretty innocent, but there was a point in time where they lost trust in you for whatever reason. Their insecurities poisoned your "unbreakable" bond, driving them to lock you up and hide you away from the public eye.

The mischievous pair both shot each other a look, before Dazai calmly approached your cowering figure. He wrapped his slender fingers around your wrists, forcefully pulling them off of their spots on your sides. "Dear [y/n], you're not gonna get out of this with just a tap on the wrist.." Dazai trailed off, giving his partner a chance to finally butt in. "We've been way too fucking lenient with you. It's about time you learn your place." The hotheaded male barked, watching as you automatically flinched at the increase in volume. However, it wasn't as if you could instinctively hide your face in your hands. Not with Dazai forcefully prying them apart with his iron grip on each wrist.

Before you could retaliate, Dazai was already carrying you bridal style towards your shared bedroom with Chuuya hot on your trail. Yeah, shared bedroom. With all three of you. Every single night you'd be sandwiched between the two, with Chuuya hugging you from behind like a teddy bear, and Dazai with his lanky arm draped over your side and head sitting atop yours. Even without any technical forms of restraint, they still offered you no opportunity to slip from their grasps whilst they slept.

After taking a seat on the edge of the king bed, Dazai bent you over his knee within a fluid movement. Meanwhile, Chuuya sat adjacent to Dazai in order to wrap his fingers around your jaw and forcibly tilt your head upwards towards his. You could feel your blood rush to your cheeks in embarrassment. The fact that there were two of them getting off to this only added insult to injury.

"Ahh, I'm going to have to take your bottoms off, my darling. You've been quite naughty, haven't you?" Dazai purred into your ear, unable to contain the smirk that stretched across his face at the sight of his partner glaring you down. His snarl made him look like a feral animal foaming at the mouth. It almost tore your attention away from Dazai wrapping his lengthy fingers around the elastics of your shorts and panties, pulling the clothing articles right off of your body with one harsh tug.

"Osamu please—" Your pleads were abruptly cut off by Chuuya's free hand swiping across your cheek, causing an ear deafening smack to echo through your ears. It took a second for you to process the stinging sensation left on your skin.

However, before you could really brood on it, Dazai's calloused hand was already gently rubbing on the skin of your lower cheek. It may have seemed like a loving gesture, but you knew all too well what it entailed. The way he ran his hand over your rear rivaled the way a nurse would wipe your arm before injecting it with a needle. It was merely preparation for the real thing.

Words couldn't describe how agonizing it was anxiously awaiting Dazai's next course of action. It wasn't as if you could anticipate when it would come, not with Chuuya forcing your head in place with his fingers digging into your jaw. All you could do was pathetically stare into the shorter male's eyes as you idly stood by.

Chuuya, however, had a perfect view of your rear end and could easily predict when Dazai would finally begin your dreadful punishment by watching him finally swing his open hand down towards your ass cheek. "Count." Chuuya's stern voice overlapped with the sharp sound of Dazai's hand delivering a hefty smack to your rear. A shrill yelp escaped your lips at the all too familiar burning sensation.

"O-One.." You stuttered, feeling slightly intimidated with Chuuya's gaze burning holes into you. There wasn't anything you could do to avoid it with the way his hand locked your face in place. You had no other option other than to stare into your tormentor's eyes as his partner assaulted your rear end with his large hand.

By the time that Dazai had delivered the final blow to your rear, you felt hot, salty tears pouring down your face and onto Chuuya's hand. Nine spanks must not have been enough for him, judging by the way he made you count to ten. The reddened skin of your ass cheek felt like it was on fire with the burning sensation Dazai had inflicted upon it.

A small smirk tore across Chuuya's face as he finally let go of your aching jaw, diverting his attention towards your previously assaulted cheek. The way your skin rose ever so slightly in the form of a vibrant, red handprint left his cock twitching in his pants. It seemed that Dazai for once shared the same mindset with Chuuya, seeing as his clothed bulge was poking onto your bare leg. They had to be joking. Wasn't humiliating you by holding you down and bruising your ass under their scrutiny enough of a punishment? Your body would probably give out if they kept going at this rate.

Unfortunately for you, these two men were insatiable and held absolutely no regard for how you felt. They'd dish out any type of punishment that they deemed necessary; you did this to yourself, anyway. They weren't holding you at gunpoint when you pathetically tried scampering away from them. Everything that you did was all on your own accord.

Dazai ran two fingers along your folds from behind, tracing the sensitive skin in a V motion. Meanwhile, Chuuya was unbuckling his trousers whilst staring you down with a menacing grin tearing across his face. This was just great; your most sensitive parts were being rubbed and prodded at like a toy, and your mouth was about to be used as a fuckhole. That damned smile on his face told you everything you needed to know.

Whilst you unintentionally rubbed yourself against Dazai's thigh in order to create friction, his slim fingers dipped into your needy hole, automatically evoking a sharp gasp from you. Chuuya took advantage of your parted lips and slipped his erect cock into the warm, wet caverns of your mouth. His lengthy cock felt foreign in the confines of your mouth; his length never looked like something you'd be capable of taking without gagging, but the aching pains he left on the back of your throat after bruising you with his tip proved otherwise.

"Take it like the good little whore that you are. You like that, gagging on my fat cock while getting your pretty little cunt fingered at the same time?" Chuuya grunted, tangling his fingers into your sweat permeated hair. Your lack of responsiveness seemed to tick Dazai off, because he suddenly began pumping his fingers in and out of you at a hostile pace, sporting a distinctive glare that would most definitely send chills running up your spine had you been able to see it.

What were you supposed to do? It wasn't as if you could speak with a massive cock stuffing your mouth full and a pair of fingers knuckle deep inside of you. All you could really do to help your case was focus on breathing and try not to gag. Chuuya was already infuriated enough.

It was when Dazai began palming your clit and curling his fingers on that spongy spot inside of you that you began to feel the coil in your stomach begin to grow tight. It was unbelievably difficult to contain yourself with Dazai's fingers continuously curling up against your g-spot, and Chuuya's swelling tip hitting the back of your throat at a bruising pace.

Tossing all rational thoughts to the side, you felt yourself clench tightly around Dazai's nimble fingers. However, once your hips stilled on his hands, preparing to release your juices on his fingers and coat them with your slick, his movements completely ceased. What?

"Aw, [y/n], did you forget? Bad girls don't get to cum." He mockingly cooed into your ear, watching as Chuuya forced your head in place in order for him to shoot ropes of cum into your wet cavern. Thanks to the sticky substance flooding your mouth, rendering it impossible to breathe, you weren’t given a chance to sulk on the absence of Dazai's fingers.

You did, however, notice him abruptly drag your hips towards the center of the bed with him, forcing you to release Chuuya's cock from your mouth. It barely gave you enough time to frantically swallow his seed. But you knew damn well that if you spat it out on the sheets, Chuuya would simply make you lick up your mess like a mutt.

This was all your fault. None of this would have happened if you had just stayed in your lane and knew your place. If you had just been obedient from the start, you wouldn't have to whine at the feeling of Dazai's tip prodding against your weeping hole. You wouldn't have to cast your eyes towards the floor whilst Chuuya jacked himself off at the sight of his partner slowly easing himself into your tight hole. Hell, you'd probably be cuddling up with the two on the couch right about now if you had just listened like a good girl.

"Fuck, look at you. Do you like getting used like a fleshlight? Because that's all you're good for." Chuuya spat into your ear with malice lacing his tone. If you weren't so hung up on the feeling of Dazai vigorously pummeling into you from behind, you would've been hurt by his harsh words.

"O-Osamu— please, slow down!" Asking him to stop was out of the question. The most you could do to defend yourself was to at least try and get him to alleviate his bruising pace. If he continued at this rate, his palms would end up leaving dark contusions on your hips and his ferocious thrusts would weaken your lower body strength, immobilizing for who knows how long.

Alas, your pleads fell upon deaf ears as Dazai only fastened his feral pace. "Ahh, keep singing for me, my darling!" The bandaged brunette practically moaned, relishing in the lewd mewls and keens that fell from your lips. Within every moment that passed, your walls would hug around his cock even more tenaciously. It would only be a matter of time until his end neared.

The once silent room was now filled with the obscene sounds of skin slapping, synchronized grunts, and pathetic whines. Chuuya finished himself off a lot quicker than Dazai, as he pumped his throbbing cock one last time before spilling his seed. However, this time his aim was towards your face, his fluids permeating your skin and a bit of your hair.

"Lick it off." Chuuya ordered in a stern tone, admiring his grotesque handiwork from afar. He made a complete mess of your face, his cum smudging your makeup and dribbling down your chin. You made a pathetic attempt to stretch your tongue out and lap up whatever remaining cum you could reach on your face.

It wasn't easy to pretend that you couldn't see the triumphant smirk etched across Chuuya's face as you halted your movements, overwhelmed by the feeling of Dazai's tip hammering your cervix. If it wasn’t for your cervix blockading your womb, he'd probably be fucking that as well. With each bone breaking thrust, it felt like he impossibly reached deeper into the constricting walls of your cunt.

It was when Chuuya forcibly melded his lips with yours in a viciously hungry kiss that you finally broke, your cunt clamping around Dazai's cock, lubing it up with your slick. As you rode out your long awaited orgasm, Chuuya swallowed your gasps, exploring your wet caverns with his skillful tongue.

"Are you trying to drain me dry? Very well, you call the shots, [y/n]. I'm sure you would look a lot cuter with my baby in your arms." He cooed, training his eyes on Chuuya's contorted expression as he rapidly rocked his hips against yours, almost as if aiming to shoot his seed as deeply as possible inside of you. "You shithead! I'll cum inside 'er too once you finally get off!"

In any normal case, you would've tried stepping between them by now. But their clashing of heads meant nothing when Dazai's twitching cock was readying itself to empty its contents inside of you. God, you weren't ready to be a mother. You didn't deserve this. You didn't—

"Osamu, let me go!" You began wailing and screaming, but it was to no avail. It wasn't hard for Chuuya to shut you up by forcing your face down into the mattress with the simple shove of his hand.

With one last hostile thrust, bottoming out inside of you, Dazai shot his load into the fluttering walls of your cunt, completely draining his balls directly into your womb. He painted your insides white with each thick spurt of cum. "Ahh, sorry, what was that?" He taunted before reluctantly dragging his cock out of the twitching walls of your heat at an agonizingly slow pace. Once he finally pulled out of your weeping cunt, he watched with utter bliss as his semen began pooling out of your quivering hole.

Without another word, Dazai tucked his cock back into his pants and began to retreat from your trembling form. However, before he stepped out of the room, he shot Chuuya one last glance, watching him flip you over and throw your useless legs over his shoulders. "Try to make it quick. I know you have the freakish stamina of an animal but I'd like to feed our [y/n] some dinner before bed, okay?"

"I'll do what I want, shithead!"

Good luck catching a break between these two.

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videcoeur · 3 years

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♡lodist my beloved

Lodist heart I thought was impossible to win but apparently you just gotta be some sort of self-loathing embarrassing minority who likes to be led by an arrogant lying bastard fish.

Basically if you let him be himself and find this hot, i guess you'll make your way into his heart huh. Gotta be a little masochistic though to accept that because Lodist is gonna treat you like garbage and also go all yandere on your ass once he realizes he's caught feels :)

#( h; lodist. )#is this really what you want hydran #to be manhandled by a bastard fish with an ego the size of a submarine #really?? you couldn't do better??#smh #pyrotrolls

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yandere-sins · 4 years

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okay, but a darling who thrives on pain, consensual or not, so when they learn they have a yandere who wants to break them they just,,,,have the time of their life slowly pissing the yandere off until they get punished for refusing their advances,,,bonus points if the yandere knows their masochistic nature but just can't stop themselves from screaming and hurting the darling :)

Well, punishments vary. I guess it can feel good to be slapped on the ass, choked a little, maybe just passionately hug a bit too intensively, or slap their face a bit too roughly. And I will give that to any darling that they might find these feelings intriguing, especially after being alone for so long and getting desperate for any touch and comfort. But then there’s the feeling of a knife rammed into their leg and slowly being pulled towards their knee. It might not even be sharp, so it just tears everything around the cut or has to saw through their flesh and bones, and I just really think that’s not pleasurable anymore.

Now they might still feel pleasure from it; in the case that their body tries to understand the dimension of pain they feel, we all heard of these cases. But latest, when they get it to heal, they won’t be too happy about the stings and burns, and I cannot imagine they’d be able to get off on that pain. Or what about the yandere that likes to hit them over the head? Last I heard a headache wasn’t something people enjoy.

Besides, not all yandere are totally hell-bound on being with them 24/7 and get happy with their darling no matter what they have to do. It always comes down to what the yandere really seeks, some just want to be able to look at them for as long as they want, but never touch. Others want to protect so desperately, they can keep themselves at a distance no matter how their beloved behaves.

There are, admittedly, the few that will be more than happy to hurt and embarrass their darling. Those are the yandere that such a willing darling can thrive on, but the question is how long. The yandere might grow desperate about feeling toyed with... or worse, wish their darling would love them without having the trouble of punishing them all the time. Or they could find something after all, that the darling doesn’t like but they do, and then continue to do that thing for the rest of their time together much to darlings dismay. Even worse, if the two need to fumble around each other to find out what to do if the darling loses their sensitivity from one ‘punishment’ and now needs to find something that is equally as good. For example, year 4 of living together, cutting off patches of skin isn’t as fun anymore as it was two years ago.

Now, what’s my point with this? I think it would be okay if a darling is a bit masochistic. That can make it easier for the yandere to form them properly and put them into their place - all while it won’t be as unenjoyable as usual for their darling. Probably though, neither one would be too happy in a long-lasting relationship like theirs if it only roots from the yandere hurting their lover for many reasons obviously. Luckily, the point of yandere is to love, and there are many, many ways to love their darling. So it might be just another piece in the bigger puzzle that the darling is a masochist, and it depends on the yandere if that affects their relationship at all. There is always more behind ever yandere after all.

RIP to the masochistic darlings, though, that fall into the hands of a very soft, very careful lover that will never, ever get them off with pain stimulation. They will have to learn to thrive from suffering instead.

#yandere #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere fanfiction #yandere writing #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #Yandere TW #yandere talk #Anonymous

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peachy-inserts · 4 years

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Hello may I ask for a scenario with yandere Shinsou with a deaf fem reader? Like reader has this stoic face most of the time but once she's comfortable with you or she all alone she's actually a pure cinnamon bun who just wants some cuddles and head pats. I guess you can call her a kuudere or something like that?? Thank youuu ☺️

*cracks knuckles* time to get back into touch with baby shinsou, except this time, deranged

Yandere!Shinsou x Deaf, Fem Reader

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Shinsou was always the sadistic type. He loved to watch you suffer, put you through pain, and crush you beneath his foot just to pick you back up and be your big, strong man; a masochist ideology that guided him through life, and through your relationship. He would hurt you intentionally, most of the time unbeknownst to you, and then swoop in like a dove to carry you off under his wing - because what use was he if you didn’t need him?

He simply loved nothing more than you exploit your impairment, instilling fear from behind and as soon as you turned around, flashing his pity eyes and putting on a show of panic. Except it wasn’t a show.

Shinsou would routinely perform this exhibition of distress, and yet every single time he was actually scared for you after the damage had been done, because after all, you were his little darling; what real man wants to see his little darling worried? You were vulnerable. You needed him. Thankfully, he was here to remind you of that.

Oh, the world is so scary - there was no need for you to go out there alone, at least according to your overprotective boyfriend. He was right, though! You depended on him; the world is too dangerous for a lady as fragile as you. And yet, here you were, out in the wilderness of the city, all by your lonesome.

You just needed some laundry detergent; you had texted Shinsou several times that day before leaving, but after the sixth message with no answer you decided it was best to let him do his work. Oh, he was such a good hero! It made you giddy to think about such a brave, courageous man being your own personal defender. As the cashier scanned your items, you stood silent, neither smiling nor frowning, one hand nervously playing with the volume buttons on your phone, anxiously awaiting for a response from Shinsou, while the other one slid your wallet back into your purse.

Nodding your head to the cashier as thanks, and took your purchase and walked out onto the street, scrunching your nose in offense to the smog that covered the city like a woolen blanket.

“Watch out!” Someone shouted from behind you; you were unaware, only noticing the slight change in the atmosphere around you. Paranoid to be out by yourself, no way of defense, your eyes darted from the right, the left, up and then down, round the back of your head and up into the skylines. Bam!

A young child, no older then eight at the very least, crashed into you, spinning around on his heels and then bouncing off the pavement. Startled, and anxious to begin with, you couldn’t stop yourself from shrieking as your knees gave out and the plastic shopping bag slipped out of your grasp. The detergent busted on impact, spilling all over the sidewalk.

“I’m so sorry!” The child looked down at you in shock, not knowing what to do. You could read his lips well enough to have gathered what he said, though, and waved your hand in response. He insisted on helping you up, so you let him, all the while showing no emotion on your face; this must have scared him off, because after a few moments of confused staring he made haste back to his clearly disgruntled mother, who rested an infant on her hip and was shouting at the boy for being so reckless.

You watched the small family with a tinge of jealousy; how cute of a family would you guys be? Before you had time to daydream, you felt a tap at your shoulder. Whipping your head back, you saw a tall man of twenty something years, dressed in a pressed suit with polished shoes; a man of importance perhaps.

“Excuse me, ma’am” he pleaded. “I’m so sorry to bother you, but you see, I’ve broken down here, and...” he trailed off, and you could practically see the gears turning in his mind. “Well, I’ve only ever passed through this city once or twice, and my car’s dead. I have a meeting I really need to be at so, please-” he tilted his head ever so slightly as an innocent animal; what a sorry man, you felt bad for him. “I won’t ask to borrow your cellphone, it feels much too intrusive - I just need some change to call my boss at a payphone”.

You looked at him curiously, not knowing what to do; you pointed to your left ear and shook your head, trying to imply that you were deaf. You could make out only a few of his words; he was jittery, and spoke too fast for you to interpret through his lips.

“Ha...” the supposed businessman shuffled his hands around in his pockets. “I’m sure pretty girls like you get weirdos talking to you all the time, but baby I’m just some poor dude trying to get by. I’m a nice guy, promise, and you’ll probably never even see me again. So, come on - just give me a couple bucks and I’ll be out of your way”.

You opened your mouth as if to speak, but quickly shut it. What were you supposed to do? You had never been in such a situation before... what if something happened to you? Shinsou wasn’t there to protect you, after all, so it was very much a possibility. Looking tired and aggravated, the man huffed a couple times, still waiting for a response.

“Oh, come on!” he finally snapped, grabbing your wrist and pulling you closer to him. “Just give me your fucking money already!”.

Terrified, your pupils dilated, and your lips turned white from how taut they were. You made no attempts to pull away; that always ended poorly for you. Tears welled up in your eyes, but you refused to let them fall. Your emotions were for your boyfriend’s pleasure, not anybody else’s. This man did not deserve the satisfaction of having made you scared, either.

Suddenly, he released his grip, falling backward. You closed your eyes; but, then, another figure touched you again. Could they stop touching you? Carefully turning around, you were shocked to see your beloved Shinsou standing with you. Immediately, you flung yourself into his welcoming, protecting arms that held you tight. He was grimacing. Pulling back so that he could see your face, he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, then wiping a stray tear from your cheek.

It was hard to look him in the eye; he was mad, and although it wasn’t directed towards you, it was difficult to see him in a state of anger, hungry for revenge.

Later, at home, he sat you down and stroked your cheek. God, he could look at you all day and never get tired of your face. You grinned from ear to ear, lighting his heart on fire and warming him in a way nobody else could. Your smile was only for him, and he was so incredibly honored to be the one and only that you could open up to. You were so sweet, tender, and precious. He’d do anything to make you happy.

Content, recovering from the fear of the day, you buried yourself under his neck. He knew you wouldn’t be able to hear you, but had to voice some things anyways.

“Ah... I hope now you’ll know better. I’m so glad I was there to save you in time, but God knows what could have happened to you... if only I could hear you promise me to stay with me, that would be a blessing”. He ran his fingers up and down your spine. “You’re too frail to be out alone. Only I can make you happy”. You were truly happy with him; he was always there to lift you up when you were down, and loved him more than anything. He’d do anything to prove his love to you, too.

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Ok so ngl im not very proud of this i,,,, dont have a lot of experience w yandere types and wasnt really sure how to go about this but i really hope you liked it !!!

-mod Josie

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