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a-small-safe-place · 5 months

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Platonic Yandere Rosalie Hale and Emmett Cullen w/ Adopted!Baby!Reader

Rosalie had traveled to a hospital in a neighboring town to volunteer in the maternity ward. Her motivation wasn't solely selfless; she yearned to be in the presence of infants. Rosalie adored babies for their small size and pure innocence. Occasionally, she'd volunteer in the pediatrics ward, where the sick children often mistook her for a princess due to her beauty. However, on this day, her heart was set on spending time with the babies. It was her favorite pastime, second only to being with Emmett. She would occasionally downplay her attachment when her family questioned her about her frequent visits to the hospital.

As Rosalie left the hospital, an overwhelming urge to cry overcame her, though no tears escaped her eyes. Instead, her venom-filled eyes burned, but she didn't shed a tear. A pang of jealousy gripped her as she thought about how many parents took their children for granted, complaining about the demanding baby and toddler years. Her thoughts drifted to Renesmee, whom she had practically raised during her early, albeit brief, years. However, Rosalie could never be Renesmee's mother, as the girl knew Bella as her mother, despite their strained relationship. Rosalie had even harbored a shameful hope during Renesmee's birth that Bella wouldn't survive, leaving Renesmee to be solely Rosalie's and Emmett's daughter. Yet, fate had different plans, and Rosalie remained without a baby.

Suddenly, a loud cry from an infant in a nearby car disrupted her thoughts. Rosalie couldn't hear the sounds of parents or a running car engine, and the freezing weather made her worry. She exited her car and began searching for the source of the crying, only to discover an infant version of yourself inside a locked car. Your parents were absent, and you were clad only in a thin onesie. Through the window, Rosalie detected the odor of an unchanged diaper.

Rosalie knew she should call the hospital to report the situation, but she feared you would end up back with your neglectful parents. Thoughts of Emmett being a great father crossed her mind; he hadn't been overly involved with Renesmee, except for playtime, but you could be different as their own.

With a swift motion, Rosalie broke into the car, thankful that the alarm didn't sound, given the car's poor condition. She rented a hotel room with you tucked away in her jacket before calling Emmett and sharing her surprise. When he arrived, expecting something else entirely, Rosalie had you dressed in a fresh diaper and cozy footie pajamas. You were notably small and slender, even for a human infant.

Emmett asked, "Babe, what is this?" His tone was a mix of confusion and amusement.

"Our baby," Rosalie declared as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, her eyes fixed on you without interruption. "We don't have a baby," Emmett attempted to argue. He typically went along with what Rosalie said, as she was almost always right, but occasionally he voiced his dissent.

Rosalie's gaze shifted to Emmett. He didn't need to read her mind to grasp that she needed you to be theirs. Without further argument, he sat beside her to get a better look at you. "This is definitely one sweet baby," Emmett observed, running a cold finger down your cheek.

Emmett expressed his concern, "Carlisle will be furious. He might make you return the baby." Rosalie acknowledged this and understood she would face objections from Edward, Carlisle, and possibly even Alice and Jasper. However, she couldn't help but feel it was unfair that Edward could have his human and endanger the family, and then having his daughter, whom he barely appreciated, that also put the family at risk.

"We'll deal with that when the time comes. For now, I want us to be a family: a mommy, a daddy, and a sweet little baby," Rosalie's face lit up when she referred to you. Emmett loved to see his wife so joyful, so he indulged her, understanding why she was so enamored with you.

A few months passed, and you were introduced to the Cullen clan. After some persuasion, Carlisle allowed Rosalie to keep you. The presence of a human infant injected new life into the Cullen household. Rosalie and Emmett spent the most time with you and Rosalie became upset if anyone besides Esme tried to hold you. Edward and Jasper's unique abilities helped discern your needs quickly, even though you couldn't communicate them directly. Jasper secretly enjoyed caring for you without interference from your parents and loved the way Alice dressed you like a doll. Edward and Bella, engrossed in their own activities, didn't show much interest in you. Renesmee, on the other hand, enjoyed having you around, as you allowed her to partake in kid activities she had missed out on. Carlisle and Esme were the perfect grandparents, but nothing could compare to your parents. Emmett and Rosalie adored you. Rosalie was extremely protective and insisted on homeschooling, but she always wanted what was best for you in her mind. You were their angel, and they were determined to protect you from harm.

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i-drop-level-one-loot · 4 months

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Xyleth had me giggling n kicking my feet likeeee ok big man 😘 “trying to make me jealous little one?” GAJRLCIWOENDLS tbh the whole planet messing around w/ thembo reader was so peak,,, if it’s too much to ask could we hear more about them 🙇

Alright, dear Anon ❤️

I'm so sorry, I know you asked this a long time ago now (I've been so busy omfg), but I did just post a mini sexy drabble for my beefy boy and thembo Reader ❤️

But just for you, here's some extra seasoning ❤️ thank you for your patience ❤️

Even the most overt flirtations go right over (Reader's) head. Everything that Xyleth does is instantly chalked up to "cultural differences", and it is always a shock whenever someone explains to the barbarian that, no, this was not a platonic gesture.

Everyone in the village adores Xyleth's mate, and finds great humor in watching them lose their mind over simple concepts.

(Reader), returning to Xyleth's tent with their arms full of food: Everyone's so nice here! They all kept congratulating me on becoming your friend haha :)

Xyleth, bursting with love: Oh, what do you mean by that?

(Reader): Well, they all kept saying "Congratulations to our leader's mate"!

Xyleth, smiling: :)))))))

(Reader): ...What?

I feel like Xyleth would absolutely love children, although whether it be by gender or species differences, he would certainly propose adoption. Because for Xyleth, it wouldn't be the act of biological procreation, but raising the finest warriors of any species alongside his most favored warrior, (Reader) ❤️

Also, Xyleth and Thembo! Barbarian have the best relationship I think of any of my characters, because any controlling, weird behavior of Xyleth's is just completely misunderstood by (Reader), so there aren't many opportunities for (Reader) to feel fear or discomfort.

Xyleth, standing with a giant statue of (Reader) in the middle of the village: And for you, my mate, I've commissioned this piece to preserve your strength and beauty for all time~

(Reader), looking saddened: Are my delts really that small..?

Xyleth: I will behead the artist immediately.

(Reader), happy again: Nah, bro, you don't have to do that! That first means I have to work out harder! You wanna help me get these arms looking statue worthy?

Xyleth: I fucking love you.

#thank you for interacting with me #sorry it took so long #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere monster #mild yandere #monster boyfriend #thembo #gn reader #barbarian

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queenie-the-court-jester · 26 days

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circus x gn!reader

ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, please, raise your hands for tonight's star act, mx.maddox and the wanderer's!

★Waking up in a thick black fog was not something you'd ever expect to happen to you. Looking around, Spotting a circus in the distance, was pretty much your only hope of finding a way out. What were they doing out here? Were they in the same boat as you? Regardless, you just hoped they're nice..

★kri was the first to meet you, having found you wandering around outside the circus tents, he quickly introduced himself and asked you where you came from. After explaining your predicament, he nodded in thought

"gee.. that sounds rough.. but don't worry, I'm sure Maddox will know what to do, come with me!"

★Maddox had been stuck in the circus for a long while, along with the other residents. Kri opened the flap into his tent and quickly explained the situation.

"I'm sorry for your predicament young one.. but im afraid we don't know any way out.. on the other hand, you are welcome to stay and be apart of the circus"

★having no other options you accepted, kri excitedly dragging you to the nursery, where all the children and young adults stayed. He introduced you to jiro, Kyo and wendy. Explaining how the four of them were the clowns

★jiro welcomed you with a kind smile, and nodded his head as greeting. You noticed how he didn't seem like much of a talker, preferring to watch and listen

"welcome y/n, I hope you enjoy your stay here"

★Kyo was obviously the most energetic of the bunch, happily blabbering about whatever and making horrible jokes. His friends only gave a small laugh and pat on the back

"it's great to see a new face, come to me if you need a picker upper okay?"

★and last but not least, Wendy. She stayed quiet, giving a shy smile and looking away whenever you'd make eye contact. She shook your hand and soon left, having seemed uncomfortable

"don't mind her... She just needs time getting used to everything, she'll come around"

★they assigned you a bed, and that's how your life at the circus started. Everyone was very welcoming, everyone but wendy. Often staring at you wearily and from a distance. 'Till one night, she came into your tent after everyone went to sleep

"shhh.. I'm sorry for bothering you this late butI need to talk to you.."

"..okay? What is it you need?"

"I'm sorry if I've been coming off as.. distant.. it's just.. you remind me of something that feels so familiar, but I can't put my finger on it.."

"oh..."

"..as you already know, everyone calls me wendy, so you can too I guess.. sorry, did that come off as cold? I'm not really used to Talking to new people.. a-anyways, if you need anything, or if you have any questions.. you can come to me"

"I'll.. keep that in mind, thank you Wendy"

★she gives you a smile and leaves soon after, quickly rushing away. The next few days, she slowly starts talking to you. Opening up bit by bit

"you know.. everyone calls us the dream team, but I really don't think we're suitable for that name. Even Maddox calls us a nightmare!"

"yeah, because you're the main factor to that assumption"

"Wendy.."

"...sorry"

★during your stay with them, you learned that Wendy showed up at the circus just a few days before you, no wonder she seemed so distant. Sometimes she'd say random words in Spanish, most likely cussing kyo out

★their roles in their act goes like this: jiro and kri are the sideshow, doing tricks and all sorts of things while Kyo and wendy were the mains. Acting out many silly stories and using slapstick humor most of the time.

★the first time you saw them in their costumes you nearly had a heartattack. Imagine seeing four scary looking clowns just staring at you ominously from the darkness

★they perform for these shadow people that would come to the circus, nobody knows what they are or why they show up, but there were rumours that once, long ago, the previous circus inhabitants refused to perform for them and.. well.. they had to be "replaced"

★during one of the dream teams acts, you wandered off. Exploring the back tents and dressing rooms when you came across multiple people you recognized, from when they all welcomed you into their little family

★a ballerina named Odette, who was next in line for the show. She seemed sweet as she waved at you from her dressing room, waving back you quickly left

"oh! Hello y/n, do you need something?"

★samson the beast tamer, a peculiar cocky man. He bowed as he dragged a lion by a chain collar behind him. You sincerely hoped they didn't mistreat the animals like other circuses, but judging by the lions calm and obedient attitude, maybe it was domesticated?

"good day sweets"

★will the stuntsman. He gave you a devilish grin as he passed by you, carrying some metal pipe. Giving a wave and smile in return

"see ya later toots!"

★maybe living in the circus won't be so bad..?

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daylite-writes · 1 month

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please please please please pleaseeeeeeeeeeee continue the sagau, its so good!!!!!!!!

Hnggg okay since y’all asked nicely, here’s the next part (pt 1 here) that I originally had partially written. This is legit the rest of it, so I have no more prepped after this. It’s Dottore Centric since I was originally supposed to cycle through most of the harbingers, and is such mild yandere I hesitated as even tagging it as such.

Doctor’s Orders (on your knees before me) - SAGAU ft. Dottore (pt 2)

After being brought back to the Tsaritsa’s Zapolyarny Palace, a familiar doctor is put in charge of your health. Happily, he takes on the role, and you learn a bit why the world loves you, and why the people hate you.

cws: allusions to temporary death, mild yandere, fading memories of a past life.

700 words

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As it turns out, not letting the creator, well, be the creator leads to adverse side effects. Abnormal ley line flows, early deaths, and an unprecedented amount of power given to Celestia. Something Dottore explained to you in great—very confusing—lengths as he treated your hypothermia.

Huh.

You did not remember any of that from when you played the game.

Was the real world even real, or was this one the falsehood? You had a family and a life, for better or for worse.

Your skull began to ache whenever you thought of your home… logically you had a family, a world you hailed from, separated from your own. It faded from you, slowly, as if it was never even there to begin with. It was difficult to mourn it.

Dottore was speaking, you refocused your attention on him, as he strode over holding a hand out for your forearm, a syringe prepared for you. You gave it up easily.

“Creation, as we’ve found, is a hard task. After making a world, said creator often must rest for millennia. This gave Celestia time to attach to our world—to you—like a parasite. You should have awoken long ago. The archons were all expecting you to descend a few hundred years back. When you didn’t, the Tsaritsa’s war against Celestia began.”

“Ah.” Okay… sure. You’d accept that as fact for now. “What happens now that I’ve descended? Is this war against Celestia over then?”

“Hm? Oh, of course not. The Tsaritsa will personally drag Celestia down from their stolen thrones and gut them in your name, before returning their power to you.”

A violent, gleeful edge tinted his tone, then. Under his mask, a sharp smile spread as the thought crossed his mind. You paid it no attention, it was just the way he was.

“How are you so sure I’m the Creator? Others thought me to be an imposter of sorts.”

“How wouldn’t we?” Dottore laughed. “Your blood is gold, your deaths left the world weeping, the stars in your eyes shift to the constellation of whatever person you look at, and you know so much about each of us. Not to mention, we were the ones who awoke you.”

Your eyes immediately tore away from the syringe he was drawing blood with, shooting to him. “What?”

Dottore smiled, lips curling back to bare sharp teeth. “Oh, they didn’t tell you?”

“You couldn’t have awoken me.” You whispered, brow creasing. “I first appeared in Inazuma, where Kujou Sara killed me.”

The arrow was swift. After hours of wandering across familiar landscapes, the soft buzz of electro on your skin, wonder bright in your eyes. All that was cut short when the tengu woman shot you without hesitation. As you faded away, you heard her mangled scream as you bled gold.

“Awakened, not summoned. We could not control where you descended once your body awoke.”

You nodded. No wonder they were so… prepared to retrieve you, then. Brought back to the Tsaritsa’s palace, you were met with staff, a personal chamber, and every harbinger present to receive you. Even the Tsaritsa herself lowered herself from her icy throne to meet you.

You were very relieved that you met their unknown expectations for this ‘Creator’ you were expected to be.

You felt fingers on your chin, cold, the skin to skin contact separated by his sanitary gloves. He tilted your face up, locking eyes with yours, even if they were hidden by his mask.

He let out a soft, utterly enchanted sigh. “My creator.”

You brought your hand up, cupping his face in turn. Immediately, he slumped into it, like a cat, mumbling again; “My creator… my creator.”

You wondered if his eyes fluttering closed at your touch, if the slump of his shoulders, almost purring sigh, was due to your rank as creator. Was your very touch ecstasy?

His eyes remained closed when he next spoke. “The tsaritsa wishes for your presence, once you are medically cleared. It will be a little bit though. I guess you’ll just have to spend some time within my laboratory. Your health will be observed by me, of course.”

The way he said it, slightly cheeky, made you question if you actually were still sick. Alas, you were out of your depth, for now.

So, you drew back your hand, watching curiously as Dottore’s content look shifted to that of a small frown, lifting his head curiously. At his look of slight disgruntlement, you laughed a bit. “I’ll stay here, just for a few days.”

After all, you needed time to prepare to meet the Tsaritsa.

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So this is all that has been prepped for the Sagau stuff, everything else is just passing thoughts. Thing is, SAGAU is way less popular, which means I read way less, and get less ideas. This is a very traditional SAGAU au tho and I’m happy people liked it!

#genshin fanfic #genshin yandere #genshin sagau #dottore #mild yandere #soft yandere #he’s really not that bad which is impressive considering it’s DOTTORE #it’s been like t w o months goodness

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byproducts-of-my-imagination · 1 year

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Of Eye Bags and Sadness

It has been... a very long time since I’ve posted something new.

700 ish words

cw: general yandereness but nothing too heavy

You've always hated bullies. Those who pick on others they deem lesser than themselves. People insist on wrongly weighing each other to decide who is lesser or greater, based on inane things like money. As a new transfer to this high school, it took all of a few minutes and exchanges to realize that Satozakura high school is no better than the hell hole you came from. After a brief introduction, you're directed to sit next to the gloomiest looking son of a bitch you've ever had the pleasure of laying your eyes on. Maybe it's the long bangs, or the dead look in his eye, but something about him pulls at your heartstrings.

Sometimes, you see weird things. But most of the time you ignore them. It's not your problem if someone's got the equivalent of a literal albatross around their neck. But this boy, although he looks like he'd be surrounded by those pesky demons, has none. However his whole aura is dampened, heavier than most people. It feels almost suffocating to be sit next to him, to be adjacent to his cloud of misery. You reluctantly put him out of your mind in favor of paying attention to the lecture, out of fear of falling behind on the first day.

It isn't until lunch break that you realize why he pulls at your heartstrings so much. You follow the sound of blunt force and muffled groans to see him, ganged up on by a group of boys with crooked teeth and untucked shirts.

"Hey!! What's your problem?" you hope your voice doesn’t sound like it’s wavering as much as you feel it like it is. It must’ve though, because bullies can smell fear like sharks smell blood.

"Lookie here girlie, ain't nobody had a problem with us here before, and no one's about to start looking for trouble. Why don't you just go back to your prissy little lunch and forget about this yeah?" he sneered, cocking an eyebrow at you.

"No… uh, I-I'll call the teacher if you don't leave him alone." Your voice definitely shakes this time, as they start to laugh at you.

"The teacher doesn't give two shits about what happens, looks like you've got a lot to learn about this place, newbie."

"Can't you leave him alone? It's the first day of school and you're already tormenting him…." As you trail off, you notice a trickle of blood from the boy's nose. He's awake, but won't meet your eyes.

"Leave him alone?? After I went the whole break without my fun? You've got to be kidding me, sweetheart."

The bell rings, and slowly people trickle into the hallways.

"Looks like you've been saved by the bell shitface. I'll see both of you tomorrow."

You help him up, and dust him off a bit. He still won't look at you though.

"Have they always been like this?"

"...yeah."

You give him your name, and he mumbles his own back to you.

Yoshino Junpei has never been one to think good of others. After all the bad they've shown him, how could he? This strange girl is likely to be no exception, he thinks, probably just looking to be a hero, or merely taking pity on him. A small ember of hope sparks though, through the negative feedback loop he lives in. What if, just what if she did it for him? Because she cared? It would be too much, too much for him if he had these nascent hopes crushed. He just wanted to go home and watch a movie, and put this behind him, but the words found their way without him meaning to.

"...why did you do that?"

"Do what? Help you?" He nods, wiping blood off his face with the back of his hand.

"Because you looked like you needed help." you answer, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

And this, this is what changes everything. After being so used to seeing the worst in people, someone who did the right thing, just for the sake of it, and for him nonetheless, was astounding. It was a sharp moment of clarity in the fog.

A moment of silence passes between the two of you, as he slowly raises his eyes up to meet yours. You look back at him with what he thinks could be love. And he looks back at you with a frenzied reverence that he thinks is love.

#jjk #Jujutsu Kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #yoshino junpei #yoshino x reader #junpei x reader #yandere x reader #yandere yoshino #yandere jjk #yandere yoshino junpei #x reader #yandere #mild yandere #not real action #...yet #jjk x reader

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aurorasgallery · 1 month

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Tahros & Vittorio HCs: Jealous of Each Other.

Warnings: Violence, Some Yandere

Tahros:

•Oh boy… Tahros is one jealous guy. He doesn’t even realise it’s happening, and will dismiss the idea of feeling jealousy at all, but at the end of the day, those feelings are definitely there. And they’re not going away anytime soon.

•He thinks he’s great at hiding it. He’s not. It’s because he’s usually so good at being stoic and not showing his emotions.

• He’s not. Any trial with Vittorio is guaranteed to end in that crimson, viscous liquid coating his armour from his merciless slaughter of the Italian nobleman. It’s a badge of honour for him: he has bettered the competition once again And he always denies it. If you ask him what’s happening, he’ll say nothing, but request your company as an antidote for his poisonous thoughts.

•Expect random trinkets to show up in the most random places. They’re not the best: wilted, rotting bouquets of the Entity’s flora, a spare dagger so you can protect yourself, a simple pattern made from sticks or bones or something - but he’s trying.

•Everything is about keeping you safe. That is his number one priority, and seeing you let your guard down around someone so, so foolish, so insignificant, so- It’s like being somewhere worse than this forsaken realm. Why won’t you let him protect you?

•Even outside of trials, this man will use threats, sabotage and violence to drill the message into Vittorio’s dimwitted brain. He tries to hold your hand? That’s easy, just threaten to chop his off, so he won’t lay a filthy finger on you ever again…

•He’s too awkward to say a word to you, so this man’s favourite pastime is following you. Watching you. You’ve mentioned to a few of the friendlier survivors that you can feel eyes on your back even when you’re not in a trial. But it’s all necessary, in order to keep you safe and away from that scoundrel.

Vittorio:

•He likes to think of himself as almost above the concept of jealousy. Like Tahros, he will deny that he is jealous, and he just wants to protect you. In his eyes, he’s just protecting you from the sickest killer in the realm. In your eyes, he needs to let you roam free eventually.

•Unlike Tahros, his way of conveying his jealousy is a lot more… touchy. He likes to have his hands on you as much as possible, to show everyone that you are under his care and protection.

•I kid you not, this man will literally throw himself in front of any killer to show you how much you mean to him - to show you why he is the best choice for you.

•Eventually, the other survivors notice that he’s acting a little different. He doesn’t care: he just tells them he’s keeping you safe, as always, and flashes them a smile. But anyone who’s seen the way he stares at Tahros will know that there’s much more to it…

•Much like Tahros, if he can’t be by your side, then he still needs to make sure you’re safe. The other survivors trust him and his wisdom, so he uses this trust to ask one favour of them: to keep an eye on you while he isn’t there.

•He’s seen the way that pig manhandles you in trials. Is he trying to manipulate you? Or even worse, just take you for himself? So, he always keeps a flashlight on him, ready to make that fucker’s eyes hurt if he dares to try touching you. Once the knight has loosened his hold on you, expect to be dragged away and tirelessly cared for, as he will cater to your every whim after such an encounter.

•Please reassure this man that everything is ok. Rub his back, trace his tattoos with your fingers, tell him that you trust and care for him. Please, because this man will bend over backwards for you, and if he sees Tahros as an obstacle, he will not hesitate to bend over backwards and break that pacifism rule of him. It’s ok, as long as you don’t find out…

#dbd #dead by daylight #dbd the knight #dbd vittorio #tahros kovács #vittorio toscano #dbd headcanons #dbd fanfic #headcanons #headcanon #jealousy #yandere #mild yandere

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chaomother · 2 years

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hello

Can I request soft Sonic x reader headcanons where he basically treats his love like a delicate doll and absolutely spoils her with treats and lots of care? A bit of yandere would also be appreciated... Thank you

hii thanks so much for your patience, i finally got it done!

「sonic the hedgehog x gn!reader || headcanons +mild yan」

✩ Sonic pulls out all the stops for your dates. One time he reserved an entire meadow just for the two of you to have a picnic—he asked Cream to make you this adorable, special flower crown, chose the biggest blanket he retained so that way the food could overflow it and you’d still have room to lay down, and he even got a bunch of Chao to perform a one-of-a-kind song.

After having gone through all that work to surprise you, Sonic was expecting you to swoon and gush and fall even more deeper in love with him—and you certainly did!—but when you arrived in a blue outfit with a container brimful of your homemade chili dogs, it was him who found his heart fluttering with adoration.

✩ If there’s ever anything you want and you voice it, Sonic’s feet are already dashing to go and get it for you. It doesn’t matter how hard or rare the item is, he’ll search every store and spot imaginable for you; just so that he can see your beautiful smile as he hands you the gift.

There’s nothing too good for you! And this also extends to things you’ve mentioned in passing, too. He actually has a great memory for all things related to you, the information etching on his heart so he can keep making you happy forever.

✩ Sonic loves having you as his little spoon! The sensation of enveloping every inch of you in his arms as he keeps you pressed flush against his chest, his strong frame sheltering you from the world outside him, sends him over the moon. If he has anything to ramble about, you listen and giggle at his stories… it makes him absolutely exultant when you do. You’re both just enjoying each other’s company, and he couldn’t ask for more on a starry night.

Besides kicking back after an adventure, this is one of the only times you can see Sonic contently settled down for longer than a few minutes; and it’s definitely only for you.

✩ Because Sonic knows you’re fragile, he’s extremely overprotective when it comes to your safety. When any sort of danger is around, he can’t keep you away from his side; his body sliding in front of you to act as a shield between you and the threat. “Stay close to me,” he’ll tell you, “I’ll protect you. Nothing will come close to hurting you when I’m around!”

And due to his vigilance for you, Sonic can find it difficult to hand you over to others and relay on them to safeguard you. Despite what he might say, Sonic is exceptionally attached to you…

✩ It’s hard for Sonic to be apart from you, and he can get super agitated and paranoid when he can’t keep a constant eye on you and your well-being. What if something happens to you when he’s not around? Will he really be able to get to you in time before the worst happens? The sort of thoughts that don’t usually plague Sonic do when it comes to you.

The idea of losing you, or you getting hurt in any way, causes Sonic to act aggressively; and he’s much, much harsher to his opponents if they’ve endangered you at all.

“If [Name] doesn’t wake up by the time I defeat you, I’ll make sure you won’t either.”

✩ Sonic, out of desperation for your welfare, will sometimes make you second guess your decisions. “Is that really a good idea? What if X shows up? You know you’re not good at dealing with that…” And he definitely comes across as manipulative, trying to sway you into either staying home or at least bringing him along with you.

Sonic’s obsession with you and your protection makes him clingy and overbearing to you at times, but he’ll make sure every single need you have is fulfilled♡

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic x reader #sonic the hedgehog x reader #x reader #gn reader #headcanons #fluff #mild yandere

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s0apysm1les · 2 years

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Yandere All Might x F!Reader

So Strong

CW: Yandere themes, noncon, hero complex, obsession, kidnapping, size difference, threatening, graphic, referencing forced pregnancy

Yeah, Yeah. Try to say something about the title. The pun was pretty good.

....

you couldn't even taste the air in the sharp breath you just took. You were too focused on the arm that all too easily pinned you to the floor. You were mere inches from your bed and you were almost certain that if you were to try wriggling your fingers around, they would touch your hanging bedsheets.

The arm was hard as steel and equally cold as it, but what terrified you most was that it was as long as you are tall. From the middle of its palm to the tip of its elbow was your entire height, head to crotch.

Surely he hadn't intended this position to be so... lewd... surely... But the Hero seemed to have no intention of moving any time soon as he looked down at you and attempting to stare into your darting eyes.

"What are you doing, Reader?" His deep voice made the terrified whimper stick in your throat as a heat flashed over the side of your neck. A cool wetness followed after it and it took a few seconds to realize he lad licked you.

You wrack your brain, trying to remember how he had gotten you into this position as he sunk his head into the crook of your neck.

It had been a stroke of luck for him to encounter someone with a similar quirk to the young girl Eri that you've heard him mention in passing. But just like how each person was different, so were the quirks between them. The man didn't heal the former hero or regenerate his body to how it was before the battle so much as he "peaked him". The strange phrase was what the man had coined his quirk.

It was a transformation based quirk that alters the physical form instantaneously to the peak form it had at any point in its life. Toshinori's peak would have been roughly at age 23-27 and because of that, that was what his body looked like. No gaping wound on his side, no graphic disembowelment scar and no changing to and from Small Might for him any more.

Now he sat on top of you as an impenetrable wall of muscle and virility and wanting to show you just how strong he had become again. He had asked if he could come in under the guise of talking about something or other. You can't really remember how you even knew All Might at the moment. At least, not while he had you pinned to the ground beneath him as he was quickly taking things too far.

You felt the pressure of his arm across your chest increase as he lifted his other hand from beside your head. He trailed it down your torso, following along the shape of his other arm, before fisting the fabric above your belly button. You heard the material creaking slightly before the recognizable tear of fabric filled the air.

All Might's groan and the cold grip of his fingers on your bare skin made you jump and whimper loudly. The fear in your cry seemed to anger All Might as his aroused sneer turned into a glare.

"You've got your very own hero right in front of you." He spoke slowly, lowly, "And you want to act like you're terrified of some villain... You better start showing just how good you feel when I'm with you or I'll give you a reason to be afraid."

With that being said, the cold hand on your stomach slowly trails down to slip under the seam of your pants. A hiccup escapes your mouth when you feel the tips of his fingers brushing past your mound. There's an embarrassment you feel when he tugs on some of the hairs along the side of your opening and you cover your mouth with both hands when he does it again, harsher than before. It hurt.

"Look at me" You listen to his command and watch the cold blue swirl in his eyes as he ruthlessly slides two large fingers into you. You try to hold back the groan as your body curls and you clench harshly around the intruding digits. You were embarrassingly wet, you couldn't help the thrill in your body when he held you down. You wanted to say there was no shame in that, but as he held you down... there most definitely was shame on your face as he smirked at you. One arm still over your chest while the other purposefully squelched your juices while spreading you open.

You were about to beg him for something, anything, to get him to stop when another fat digit took the breath out of you. His three fingers were probably the size of your hand and considering the fact that you've never been stretched like this before, you were full on crying from the pressure and the pain.

With tears coming down your face, you finally put your hands out with the intention to grab on to him- either for support or for a feeble attempt to stop. You had no chance of pushing him off of you as he began pumping the three fingers faster and deeper as you reacted to his fingers by bobbing under his arm like a wave.

"Don't try to stop me now, Reader." He panted as he withdrew the fingers. Your blushing, tearstained face and too-small-hands on his biceps had made him harder and harder every moment he looked down into your needy little eyes. Your sticky juices covered the front of his pants as he undid the button and zipper of his jeans.

He felt himself straining from the other side of the fabric and took a moment to press against the tent harshly, rubbing what's left on his hand onto the front of his jeans as he looked at you. His throbbing cock slipped out from the opening and wept precum as he sighed in excitement. He looked to your form behind the twitching silhouette of his 10 inch erection. The cold glare in his eyes becoming heated as he looked at you crying and wriggling under his arm.

You didn't realize how much you needed him. You didn't realize the dangers of every day life. He knew and he had to watch you walking on a tightrope every single day. But now... he was better than ever. And he would do everything he could to keep you safe and away from everyone who could harm you.

Even if that meant weighing you down or locking you up. Besides, how cute would it be to see a little blue eyed or blonde haired you walking around. A little mini me to showcase just how much he adores you... He would show you just how great that future would be, even if it killed you.

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twohandsrequired · 11 months

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He was a good lover, he was sure of it, so why were you looking at that man? Why were you leaning against him and laughing?

Tsuna wasn’t jealous why should he be? He didn’t like that other guys looked at you and wanting to gourge their eyes out was a perfectly normal thought.

His hold on you became tighter his kisses in public rougher and more demanding, he wanted every one to know you were off limits.

The gun was held loosely in his hand blood poured out of the poor man’s leg. He had the gall to grab you like he owned you and Tsuna didn’t like that at all.

Tsuna would die for you and he would kill for you. He had killed countless times and now was no diffrent. Jealousy burned through him white hot, you were wraped up in someone else arms curled around them looking so content. Tsuna didn’t like that at all you were his.

Tears dripped down your face your best friend lay in a pool of his own blood, Tsuna stood over him a deranged smile on his face.

“Your mine, this is just my reminder to you ”

#sawada tsunayoshi #tsuna x reader #katekyo hitman reborn #jealousy #mild yandere

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pigeonpeach · 4 months

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More Arlecchino Husbandry!

Cw: implied violence or possible violence: FMAB reader! Reader is called mother! Slight yandere themes (not full on though)

summary: continuation of Arlecchino Husbandry with more of a domestic focus

To say the children were estatic to know you would be a permanent member of the house hearth and you are officially their mother is a understatement. They threw a party. Even those you haven’t raised and were already grown when you arrived can recognize your importance both to their siblings and to their father: needless to say you essentially have alot of bodyguards now. Each of those children are determined to keep you safe, both out of devotion and gratitude and because it was Arlecchino’s orders to do so. And so on.

As for Arlecchino she’s quite happy to have you. She keeps you in her office on your downtime, sat nicely on her lap as she goes through paperwork so your presence can keep her calm. Occasionally she’ll press a kiss to your neck. In moments like these you two often don’t speak, rather you may be knitting or reading s book or writting ideas down for fun activities for the kids.

Arlecchino despite her deep affections fory you however is a possessive lover at her core. You’re just so fragile in the grand scheme of things. The children are protectors but if another harbinger decided to pursue you there is little they could do besides awkwardly stand by you. She knows her colleagues too well. She knows they’ll see your big heart as a weakness of hers. She knows you’re her weakness now, and in the eyes of the other harbingers it’s something they could exploit if necessary. So she simply refuses to bring you around them. Besides very few are even good company. The only harbinger you might see is Childe when he is visiting fontaine. He’s friendly to you but respectful knowing the Knave likely wouldnt like it if he was flirty with her beloved. Even so all it took was seeing him in your general direction to make her tense. Shooting him a dirty look as she quickly pulled you to her side and cut the conversation short.

In that case Childe just got glared at and scolded because he is a harbinger, she can’t kill him for something so minor. But if it was someone else who doesn’t have that sort of protection then there’s no guarantee she won’t. I wouldn’t describe this as yandere but simply a part of her job. Again you are her weakness, she cannot risk people possibly taking you from her or using you to get to her. Because that is a legit fear for her to have. So everywhere you go a underling accompanies you. Often the twins. Lynette and Lyney because they’re quite sociable and its easy for you to forget they’re your bodyguards. The children actually are very eager to accompany you because such trips are often like a day out with their mom. Its not uncommon you’ll treat them to lunch and or go shopping with them. This actually works as well because it helps you blend in easily amongst the crowd too. Sometimes you’ll bring one of the actual children with you as a fun activity to reward them for hard work. Often times you take them to get some toys or something special.

These trips are great as well, your motherly demeanor towards Lyney and Lynette often does scare away suitors but if it doesn’t Lyney is quick to intervene. And if the suitor gets aggressive from their rejection then its nothing they can’t handle. If the guards aren’t available then they could always just… kill them you know. Granted you often discourage that with the excuse of wanting to avoid legal troubles. But its a possibility.

Arlecchino herself hardly takes you to balls, she is fiercely loyal to you still, even refusing to dance with others for respect for you. This is both because the kids don’t like when you leave, and again: she doesn’t want you to become a target or too infamous because of her. She wants to keep you safe and protected.

As for gifts you can trust she won’t let you down there. She is a incredibly observant person. She knows the exact flavors, styles, items, and colors you would like. She studies your tastes diligently. It also helps she has dozens and dozens of little informants who also know your tastes. If she notices you seem overworked she books you a luxurious spa session. If she notices you’re a bit insecure them she’ll make it a point to hold you and kiss each curve and crevice of your skin. She knows you don’t have extravagant tastes but you do like things of quality and meaning. And her gifts do have meaning. If you like knitting then she’ll purchase a set of the most soft and vibrant wool. If you like reading then she’ll keep an eye on exclusive or high demand books to get you. if you’re a artist then you can guarantee you’ll never be short on paints and ever work will be framed and displayed proudly.

Also in terms of gifts you are utterly spoiled not just by your husbandwifey but your kids. They bring you trinkets and souvenirs from across the world. Often based on things that remind them of you.

Arlecchino however is a busy woman. As a harbinger she deals with stressful situations and stressful meetings. And as her new bride you do have the expectation of tending to her. My advice is to simply let her lay her head on your shoulder or lap. Embrace her gently and don’t ask for details. More often then not she cannot tell you what exactly has happened but it’s usually frustration from dealing with the other harbingers. Usually the males. You’ve heard her grievances and slander of each male at this point. If you really want to help her relax then just smile softly and nod along. Your compliance and obedience is a well needed relief to her. Then tell her good news of the kids, how their skills have improved, etc.

When you’re upset on the other hand, maybe shaken up from a failed kidnapping/assassination attempt you can bet she’ll come to you quickly. She’s wiling to ditch a meeting if she thinks its that severe. Before she gets to you however, you can bet the kids will also comfort you. Often holding you and fiercely protecting you. When she gets there they leave to give you two privacy and to stand outside to make sure no one comes by. Upon which she will hold you tighter than you’re used to her. Her nails almost digging into your skin as she breathes heavily. She waits till you’re collected to ask for details and assures you the perpetrator will not be spared or shown a slight of mercy. All those involved will be hunted down and eliminated. Until then she will personally keep you by her side. With a voice surprisingly shakey, a sound only you will hear and ONLY you: she proclaims her utter devotion to you. She proclaims that she loves you in a soft voice. This softness and weakness is a rare sight, its only done to comfort you and when she’s quite alarmed herself.

#genshin imagines #genshin x y/n #mild yandere themes #arlecchino x you #arlechinno genshin #knave genshin #the knave #arlecchino x reader #arlecchino x y/n #arlecchino #arlecchino is so hot please step on me #domestic fluff #could possibly become outdated or ooc the more is revealed about her #but shhhhhhh #:3

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Self Aware! AU [MONDSTADT EDITION]

warnings! yandere content, obsessive, possessive and unhealthy behavior, implied / mentioned kidnapping, drugging, stalking, gaslighting, manipulation, non-consensual touch, toxic relationships, slightly religious themes/practices (?). Please do not interact/read if said themes bother you!

✦ series! genshin impact ✦ characters! Albedo, Diluc, Kaeya, Venti ✦ pairings! Separate per character ✦ category! yandere

✦ ALBEDO KREIDEPRINZ ✦

self-aware! albedo, who realizes quickly that he's in a game, finding it curious as to how he was created within such a vast game without his initial knowledge/awareness. self-aware! albedo, who finds it more intriguing when he hears your voice for the first time, realizing that there is another, external being watching him, observing what he does. self-aware! albedo, who finally realizes who controls the traveler, understanding now more what is going on the world in Tevyat. self-aware! albedo, who believes that you are the rightful god, the only one watching everything, the one whom he should worship and adore. self-aware! albedo, who becomes more and more enraptured by the concept of your existence, not caring if you are human or not in your physical constitution. self-aware! albedo, who slowly begins to fall for you, despite not having ever met you, praying to you the archons and heavens that one day he may be able to catch a glimpse of you. self-aware! albedo, who is convinced and determined that you are the only true perfection that must be pursued in this hopeless world destined to rot. self-aware! albedo, who slowly breaks his way out of the game, absolutely enamored at the sight of the real world - the only world he should've ever cared for - the one he was forbidden from entering. self-aware! albedo, who is determined to find you, you whom possessed that lovely voice that soothed and eased his mind. He will not rest until he finds you. self-aware! albedo, who when he finally finds you, only then believes that he's truly ever seen an angel. He won't allow you to leave, no matter how hard you try, for you are his beloved, his god. You are an enigmatic existence to him, and he must study you further. Surely, you understand?

✦ DILUC RAGNVINDR ✦

self-aware! diluc, who takes time before he finally grasps the concept and truth that he's merely a character encoded within a game. self-aware! diluc, who starts to hear your voice on occasion, now curious as to who you are, and why he can hear but not see you. self-aware! diluc, who becomes determined to find out who you are, and why he hears you so often yet can't find you. It irritates him. self-aware! diluc, who figures out that you must be an external presence, one outside of the game. He becomes obsessed in trying to get out. self-aware! diluc, who succeeds in escaping the game, even feeling unnerved at his own feelings that grow rapidly for every day that passes by. self-aware! diluc, who manages to find you, rather angry that you've concealed yourself from him, but satisfied that he's found you. self-aware! diluc, who ties you down to your own bed, arguing that you're safer where he can keep an eye on you, but also pondering if he should take you away to somewhere else where you won't be found. self-aware! diluc, who decides to act on such thoughts, one day bringing you to an unfamiliar place where he believes you'll be safe, tying you to the mattress located inside, trusting you'll be fine. self-aware! diluc, who holds you when he's tired, whispering sweet nothings to you, acting as if everything is just perfect, a fantasy, except that this time, it's real. This isn't a fanfiction scenario you read online somewhere - this time it's real, and the horror is sinking in. self-aware! diluc, who swears and vows to protect you with his life, regardless of what costs it may bring to him. You are his one and only, his newfound purpose, and he won't let you go so easily.

✦ KAEYA ALBERICH ✦

self-aware! kaeya, who is genuinely surprised when he finds out that he's just a set of codes, and well... he starts to find it almost funny how everything around him is really just not real. self-aware! kaeya, who realizes and accepts this reality. His joy, his life, what he felt, all that pain it was all just a sad joke, eh? To him, it almost feels like the world's been mocking him, yet he laughs at it, willing to entertain this sick reality. self-aware! kaeya, who makes indirect comments that insinuate the breaking of the fourth wall, to which grasp your attention, and quick. No characters had done this before, this is certainly something ... new. self-aware! kaeya, who comes home a bit more often than you thought he would, just showering you in some good luck and fortune that others won't be granted. You're happy, right? You should be. self-aware! kaeya, who doesn't let you take him off your party. Seriously? Who do you need other than him? Allow him to show you just what he can do - there's no reason for him to leave. self-aware! kaeya, who finds his way to the real world with ease, and (un)surprisingly enough, his first stop is the bar. Ah ... the money? Don't stress about that, sweetheart. self-aware! kaeya, who one day finds you at a bar, and offers you a drugged glass of wine. Oh, feeling a little tipsy, darling? Dizzy? Lightheaded? Nauseous? You look a little pale, what's with that look of shock on your face? Oh, worry not, Kaeya's here to help you out, so don't go making that face. self-aware! kaeya, who takes the liberty of kidnapping taking you to where he resides, bringing you to his basement as he ties you up to a chair. You'll be up and going right by his side soon enough, won't you? self-aware! kaeya, who will tease and make playful remarks of how unfortunate and terrible it is that you're all locked up with no one to help you. But oh! Don't worry! He'll be right by your side. Every. Waking. Moment. self-aware! kaeya, who delights as you plead him to let you go. He laughs. Free you? I'm afraid that request is out of the question. He wipes your tears with an eldritch smile, promising you that you'll learn to love this in time too.

✦ VENTI, BARBATOS ✦

self-aware! venti, who finds it amusing as he realizes that he's in a game. If anything, he thinks it's a new opportunity to mess with everything for his own entertainment. self-aware! venti, who'll send random letters to you, varying from good morning messages all the way to comments relating to what're your thoughts on your travels in Mondstadt, or if you like other nations more. self-aware! venti, who deliberately makes eye contact with you. Not the traveler. You. He knows that you're the one controlling the traveler. He wants to make you aware of that. self-aware! venti, who makes you aware that he's aware of the fact he's in a game. He'll tell you that he wants to see the outside world, craving to be free. self-aware! venti, who one day appears in your room, playing the lyre, and you're not sure if you're hallucinating or not. You exit, and come back, and he's gone. Are you seeing things? self-aware! venti, who sings to you lullabies while you sleep, the tune a sweet one with words even sweeter, just like the poison that is his love for you. self-aware! venti, who makes appearances every now and then in your life. Not too many, but sufficient to question what you're seeing. No one believes you when you tell them it's him. What're you talking about? Venti doesn't exist. Wake up. self-aware! venti, who makes anyone who bothers you vanish with ease. Did someone hurt you? Are they pissing you off? Do you not want them around? He hears a word and he's off already. self-aware! venti, who starts leaving you gifts with short letters, each written note more disturbing than the last. self-aware! venti, who at last kidnaps you, dragging you far and far away, stripping you of the very thing he symbolizes: freedom. He claims and sings to you how free and liberated your presence makes him feel, yet you cannot help but ponder as you silently weep: what does freedom truly mean, if demanded of you by a god?

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love-toxin · 1 year

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i dunno if you care about my gushing about leon being infected but.

god the remake made it so much hotter and i don’t see anyone talk about it and i don’t know how they don’t! i personally can’t stop thinking about it and i need infected/normal leon carnally.

:) my time to revive plagas leon has come.

(cws: gn! reader, plagas!leon + a lil yandere, post-canon divergence, needles, drugging, nc groping/kissing under the influence, leon has dirty thoughts, biting, blood, reader gets tied up)

Normal Leon is flirty, playful, maybe a little bit saucy at times if the mood is right. Plagas!Leon is a complete and utter menace, and possibly the most perverse thing you've ever encountered.

At the very least, he's not a complete puppet for Saddler's machinations. He has moments of clarity here and there, but they make way for a deep, unconscionable shift in personality when his mind finally accepts that his body is no longer the same. It's difficult to deal with, you can imagine--or you could, if Leon wasn't relentlessly tracking you down and hellbent on not letting you leave the village.

Could he try to talk to you? He could, if you would listen. But every time he faces you with those piercing carmine eyes, you start backing away, and that pretty face twists in fear and disgust at what he's become. Every time you shoot at him, you try to reconcile it as putting down the monster in him and not putting down Leon. But your sweet, gentle conscience can't accept that there's no difference anymore. This is all him, good, bad, and ugly.

Oh, but you're still so cute. You're so mad at him for the way he is, you throw things at him and grab Ashley's wrist to hurry her away when he comes walking up. He was angry when you managed to slip out of his grasp despite feeling that urge to kill you rising, but when Saddler was finally taken out, Leon felt his free will return and realized he had the chance to make his own fate.

And that's why he's waited. He waited day, after day, after day for you, having had to watch you leave with Ashley and Luis in tow and replaying that scene in his mind a thousand times over. The island is gone now, but the rest of the area needs tending to. He spends his lonely days ridding the castle of pests, disposing of bodies, clearing the village away and getting rid of any remnants of Los Iluminados. They don't belong here anymore because they couldn't leave anyways, and since he can't either, he has to cull the ones who might get in the way of your arrival.

Because he knows you. He knows you're certain of his abilities, but even if there was a shadow of doubt about his survival, you won't be sleeping well wondering whether Leon is still alive. If he can be saved, or if he just needs to be put down properly. He doesn't much care where your reasoning lies, so long as you do what he's sure you will and return to the village to find closure.

It barely takes any time at all--in less than a month, you're standing at the edge of the village by a newly-repaired bridge, a local police car parked anxiously by the entrance for fear of what lies ahead. You've got your gun, a map scribbled out from memory, and his jacket over your shoulders. Adorable. You missed him.

There's really nothing to fear, but he won't let you get much further than that village. There are a few Ganados stationed there as plants to relay information to him, but aside from feeding your fury as you take them out they really don't serve much purpose. Leon can feel you here, your feet hitting the ground as you run and the breath burning your lungs as you hurry away from the mob, booking it straight for the castle gate.

How sweet of you to visit him at home. He can't help but stalk you for a bit, watching you wander about the immense palace and search for clues, flip through his notes and break down into tears when you realize he's still alive. You have so much hope, and it's all stored in that little bottle of pills and a needle filled with sedative.

It all falls away when you neglect to notice the latter missing from your belt, only to thrash and scratch wildly at his arm when he comes up from behind to restrain you. A little pinch in the neck, a choked up sigh, and you collapse so limply in his arms like a doll.

Oh, he missed you. It's so much easier to kiss you when you're unconscious, you don't run away or shove him or shout at him that he's a monster. He wants to kiss you in other places, but...not now. He can be gentle and intimate with you like that later. You barely even flinch, you don't even kick at him when he gropes your thigh and brings his mouth to it to bite down. You taste so sweet, he just wanted a bit of your blood to satisfy the craving--he won't make it a habit, that is unless it ends up turning you on when he does it in bed like he's planning to.

And he is planning. You have a future together but it doesn't include anyone else--he's been given an escape from that depressing life he never wanted, but he's not finding a new one without you, the only good thing he's got in this world. Even if he's got to tie you up so you don't attack him the moment you wake from your stupor.

"Let me go! I'll kill you!"

You don't mean that, sweet thing. You're just tired, and scared, and you missed him. That's why you came back--not a force on earth could've made him revisit the site of Raccoon City after what happened there, but you came all the way back and threw yourself into danger for him, even knowing all that you know. The rest of this ugly world isn't worthy of you.

"I'll fucking shoot your brains out for taking him away from me!"

So feisty and cute. Is he really the one that's obsessed? Because watching you cry in desperation and struggle against your bindings is pretty telling, especially since you stop the moment his cool hand touches your chin. You know what he is, and yet you still look up at him like he's the same he always was.

"L-Leon, if you're still in there, I can get you out. There's a facility in Arklay that agreed to help--you can come home!"

It's a shame you're so hopeful. You even grace him with a relieved smile when he backs off, his brow softened at the sight of you practically begging for him. But it's in that darling, naïve way that shows you have no idea you're already being dragged down with him. And you'll only see that once his hand hovers over your lap, and he gently peels back the jagged fabric you thought might've ripped on your way over a fence, or maybe in one of the many struggles against the villagers for your life.

But you understand, he thinks you do, when you finally follow his eyes and peer down at the exposed skin. The bite mark still glistens with blood and saliva from where he sucked hungrily at the wound, but webbing out beneath your skin around the site are thin, black trails that move along your flesh like veins. And they grow as the seconds pass, spreading out deeper within your body as the infection begins its process.

You look up at him so frightened, and yet so angry, that he can't help but kiss you then. You don't have unbound arms to beat at his chest, or breath in your lungs to scream or cry at him for what he's done to you. His tongue swallows all those muffled curses up, sliding wetly between your lips to taste that effervescent warmth he knows you won't lose in your transformation. You're simply too radiant to become as cold as he is, although he's sure it'll add an exciting thrill to the sensations you'll share when you let those locked desires of yours flood out of you. Who knows, you might get so enthusiastic about your newfound power that you don't let him leave the bedroom for days--Leon would certainly welcome that after all this wretched time apart.

"Just get some rest, sweetheart." He whispers barely a hair's length from your mouth, tongue flicking out to trace your bottom lip and indulge in a delightful shiver up your body. "Let Las Plagas give you strength, and I'll show you how to handle the power. And...welcome home, darling."

#no cap i kinda wanna write a series of this ehe #leon kennedy #plagas!leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #plagas!leon kennedy x reader #yandere #yandere!leon kennedy #mild writing #resident evil #re4make #resident evil 4 #ellie writes #anons

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i-drop-level-one-loot · 6 months

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BRO, ABOUT HUGHIE AND READER BECAUSE THOSE ARE LIVING RENT FREE IN MY HEAD.

Reader and Hughie in elementary school, Reader is always the one that catches everything in trees, balls, boomerangs, anything that ends up there.

One day, trying to impress Reader, Hughies starts climbing a very tall tree to get a football (FUCK SOCCER) ball that got stuck there after someone kicked too hard, after he retrieves the ball he looks down and oh my god it's so fucking tall, he starts to tremble and panic bc HE IS A HOME BOY HE WAS SUPER PROTECTED HIS WHOLE LIFE THIS DUDE NEVER CLIMBED TREES, and instantly Reader is climbing the tree while trying to calm down Hughie (in their own way, of course) "Dude i know you're really high but do not look down" "Dude what did i tell you??!!" "Calmd down H! If you fall you won't die. I think?"

When Reader gets there, they start to try and convince Hughie to come down holding them but as much as he trusts them he is completely panicked, so he starts to tremble even more and push Reader away when they try to hold him, which ends up in both of them falling and Reader hugging him so the force of the impact would go manly on them, ends up with Reader with both legs broken and a completely shocked Hughie, Reader saved them?! (in all honesty Reader of course did not fucking think "hey im gonna transfer the impact to myself" they just hugged Hughie out of instinct).

Thank you ❤️ This is for sure canon in my mind, this happened 🥰

#mild yandere #fluff #yandere fluff #thank you for this #this is so sweet #i need fluff #you made my day

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queenie-the-court-jester · 1 month

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Yandere farm x farmhand reader 🌾

A/n: this contains few nsfw mentions, mdni please! They're not all that yandere, just a bunch of dumb silly hybrids trying to catch their favorite humans attention. This is their intro

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★yandere farm x farmhand reader. I know this isn't original, but I always love the concept. Just minding your business, sweaty and hot from the sun, when suddenly a certain German Shepard hybrid starts sniffing you up and down, lapping up your sweaty skin and grinning when you swat him away. How did you end up here?

★maybe you came here for a summer job, maybe some relatives owned the farm, maybe you were always working here. Either way, it doesn't take long for the hybrids to notice you once you arrive.

★the bulls and cows watching curiously from the fields, the centaurs trying to peek from their stables, the merfolk living in the lake just down the property poke their little heads out. The dogs barking from their Little homes, and the cats watching from the windows. You couldn't help but gawk at the variety of hybrids, there were so many! Merfolk, avians, cattle, cats, dogs.

★your first week there was nice, the other farmhands were nice, and the owners were so sweet! Always speaking fondly of their pets, the old couple would watch them run in the field or play by the lake. You yourself found them a little annoying. Always sniffing, grabbing, nipping at your clothes. You've had to fight your overall bottoms free from one of the pooches one too many times. The cats were no better.

★your second week you meet the cattle and centaurs. And unlike the house cats and guard dogs, they're less handsy. Simply observing from afar. Occasionally sniffing you before nodding their heads and pulling away. Letting you do your job of combing, cleaning and fixing up them and their stables. The cattle would happily let you milk them, applying the breast pumps to the females and a cock pump to the males. You ignored how they looked at you strangely during milkings

★the third week you meet the avians. Odd little bunch, hopping around and puffing up their chests. They watched you enter their enclosure curiously, you were busy picking up their molten feathers because you thought they were pretty. So bright and colorful! Walking around bent over a little when you finally notice the peacock male standing right Infront of you. He gave you a pointed look before his tail feathers expanded. Looking prideful, tilting his chin up as if in an arrogant way. Swaying side to side and closer to you, while you just held the feathers in your hands, a little confused. He got closer until he let out an incredibly loud squawk. Turning around abruptly to glare at the cuckoo who bent down to poke his butt. The cuckoo gave you a grin before climbing back up the tree, using this time as distraction, you quickly escaped.

★on the fourth week, you meet the merfolk. Having been here a month, they were eager to meet you. Watching you walk on the dock with fish feed, eagerly Perking up and swimming closer. You shook out a good handful and chucked it out for the koi fish to eat. They swarmed the area until all the food was gone, simply staring up at you. One poked her head out, tilting it a bit and making a 'click' sound with her tongue. You mimicked her, doing the same. She seemed elated, making various whistles and clicks, splashing up and down the lake. The lake was manmade and filled with koi fish when it was finished, but then again there may be more fish not even the owners know about since it was so deep. How'd they get in there? You're not sure, but you just know it.

★on the fifth week your owners told you about how they had bought multiple sheep, and goats. One male for each group. Watching the loading truck approach the little barn they were finished building. So that's why it was there, they started construction when you arrived the first week. You helped the other farmhands get them situated, at first they were rowdy and a little aggressive but for some reason calmed down when you approached them. Your colleagues now called you the sheep whisperer. You quickly learned how to shave their wool and milk the goats properly. Sometimes braiding their long hair, you just wish the ram would stop headbutting the nearest male colleague for your attention.

★On your sixth week, you went for a walk in the forest when suddenly a little body of fluffy fur tackled you, growling with it's teeth barred. You looked up to see a Pomeranian hybrid, trying it's best to look intimidating. Their fluffy tail gave them away, it was wagging 100mph. They visibly deflated when you reached up a hand to pet them, letting you for A couple minutes before getting off. Walking back into the woods towards three wolves. Dissapearing with them. Not soon after you found a friendly garden naga. Just lounging on a rock and enjoying the sun. You asked to join and they let you, laying there for a good while until you had to go back to the farm. Noticing they had wrapped their tail around you, oh boy. It'll take a good while to get out. Welp, might as well make yourself comfortable and wait for the dogs to come find you

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HYBRIDS AND THEIR NAMES:

Week one, cats and dogs;

Brutus, dog hybrid, 18, German Shepard, he/him

Dolly, dog hybrid, 26, doberman, she/her

bladviba, dog hybrid, 25, black Russian terrier, he/him

Molly, dog hybrid, 17, chow chow, she/her

Sweet pea, dog hybrid, 17, samoyed, they/them amab

bubba, dog hybrid, 37, borzoi, he/him

Princess, cat hybrid, 18, ragdoll, she/her

Prince, cat hybrid, 19, Norwegian forest cat, he/him

King, cat hybrid, 27, Khao manee, he/him

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Second week, cattle and centaurs;

Miss bené, cow hybrid, 49, white park cattle, she/her

Miss blackberry, cow hybrid, 22, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Miss Polly, cow hybrid, 26, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Miss frufru, cow hybrid, 28, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Miss Vivian, cow hybrid, 35, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Big daddy, bull hybrid, 52, Aberdeen Angus, he/him

Johnny, bull hybrid, 18, Aberdeen Angus/white park cattle, he/him

Jacqueline, centaur, 19, shire horse, she/her

Timothy, centaur, 21, galineers cob, he/him

maya, centaur, 17, fjord horse, they/them

Casper, centaur, 23, ardennais, he/him

miguel, centaur, 18, Andalusian horse, he/him

harmony, centaur, 25, Breton horse, they/them

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third week, avians;

Sydney, avian, 22, cockatoo, they/he

Evangeline, avian, 19, peacock, she/her

Gabriel, avian, 20, peacock, he/him

fajarah, avian, 24, indian ring necked parakeet, she/her

Foolish, avian, 26, owl finch, he/him

simon, avian, 28, tyto alba, he/him

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Fourth week, merfok;

tancho, koi fish merfolk, 19, tancho koi, he/him

kiko, koi fish merfolk, 19, kikokuryu koi, she/her

hime, koi fish merfolk, 19, hirenaga koi, she/her

Tsu, koi fish merfolk, 19, doitsu koi, they/them

koromo, koi fish merfolk, 19, koromo koi, he/him

Mason, lake 'monster' (crocodile), 20, freshwater crocodile, he/him

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Fifth week, goats and sheep;

Sally, goat, 25, angora goat, she/her

Opal, goat, 24, Tennessee fainting goat, she/her

Sasha, goat, 26, australian cashmere goat, she/her

kim, ram, 23, dutch landrace goat, he/him

Poka, sheep, 19, Valais black nose, they/them

Juniper, sheep, Valais black nose, she/her

violet, sheep, 18, harri, she/her

azucar, sheep, 17, Columbia sheep, she/her

Wehrner, ram, 21, American black belly, he/him

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Sixth week, the forest creatures:

roxy, wolf hybrid, 19, grey wolf, she/her

Silas, wolf hybrid, 21, grey wolf, he/him

Milo, wolf hybrid, 20, albino Grey wolf, they/them

Kiki, dog hybrid, 18, Pomeranian, they/them

Coachella, naga, 27, garden snake, they/him

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draconic-desire · 6 days

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Tbh I’m not normally into threesome ships but…imagine being shared between Yan!Aventurine and Yan!Dr. Ratio who are already in a couple.

Despite all their banter and bickering, they’ve always been happy together, but the day they meet you…the two men meet each other’s eyes with a silent understanding. You’re the missing equation, the last card to complete the deck.

Good luck trying to get out in one piece.

#THIS IS A HALF BAKED IDEA #im still figuring out my ideas for a full fic #but I wanted to throw this out there bc I have a mild obsession with these two lately #yandere honkai star rail #yandere hsr #yandere aventurine #yandere dr ratio

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You know, I'm in love with the concept of platonic yandere Cecil having to deal with a hero teenager, whom while being very powerful, is also very prone to accidentally befriending villains because they're just genuinely a sweet person. Dear god imagine Devil's reaction if the villains of the show also became platonic yanderes for this oblivious yet kind person, I wonder how Cecil would react

cw;; unhealthy dynamics ,, isolation,, murder is mentioned,, gaslighting,, toxic shit ,, yandere galore !!!!!

,m sorry .. i just love the thought of a possessive parental-like cecil. hes so mother .. if its not ur thing moots, please skip < 3 i dont write extreme dark content . and i don't plan on ever doing it !!

Awahhfhg,, are they trying to give him a heart attack?? HE would not take it well. He's not willing to accommodate to others—especially villains—trying to embed themselves into Reader's life !!

Reader just had to be too damn sweet n trusting for their own good. The thought of those piss-ants worming their way into Reader's good graces and taking advantage of their kindness made Cecil's blood boil. He'd be monitoring them closely, that's for sure. Let them make one wrong move, give him one reason, and he'd make them regret ever laying eyes on Reader.

But Cecil's first order of business would be giving Reader a stern talking to about proper protocol and personal safety. Honestly, how did they make it this far without someone threatening them into compliance? Not that Cecil would ever actually threaten Reader. He just wanted them to understand the severity of cavorting with criminals. If they refused to see reason, well Cecil would just have to take matters into his own hands. Some "time-off" (aka coerced isolation) for the teen!reader here, a few villains disappearing from the face of the earth there. Whatever it took to keep Reader safe, whether they realized it or not.

Murder was always a last resort. Cecil preferred more subtle methods of control. He'd manipulate events to his favor, arrange "chance" encounters, do a bit of gaslighting if necessary. Anything to keep Reader dependent on him. They were his, after all, and he'd be damned if he let some two-bit villains take what was under his supervision.

So basically, there’s little tolerance for their villain buddies. Nope! he won't share with potential dangers to humanity AND reader;; won't make truces either, not even feigned ones. Reader belonged to Cecil and Cecil alone.

#invincible #invincible season 2 #cecil stedman #yandere invincible #yandere x reader #yandere cecil stedman x reader #invincible spoilers #yandere invincible x reader #platonic yandere #cecil stedman x reader #invincible x reader #milkyrambles #milkyasks #ik i mentioned in an earlier ask that he might not coddle reader but this is a diff scenario which i think he'd be vastly paranoid with #SORRY VILLAIN BUDS .. this man has is stressed enough as it is .#yandere cecil stedman #i personally think a yan cecil wouldnt be too intense . in fact he's pretty mild compared to potential yans like .. FKING nolan for example #hes only really active in reader's life if its something that endangers them such as:#villains or the reader themselves.#other than that . you wouldnt even be able to tell he even cares for reader << this is well intentioned . he cannot risk you getting harmed

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