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lxdymoon0357 · 6 days

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How about making Duna jealous by having Minho in the palm of your hands?! I mean like, reader definitely loves him, but she absolutely despises Minho cause she had already done some damage and so she likes to spoil him, flaunts that she has him, etc to both Duna and Wookyung? She's also rich and what not..

(You spoke literally my heart's desires and put them in a post!! Reader is described to have tattoos| Fem! Reader, reader is mentioned to have long hair| Mentions of SA, unhinge shit from Duna.)

The other...better spouse..

The moment Duna walked out of the shop, clutching a box of cigarettes, her eyes were burning to cry because it was the most sick and twisted dream because why was she seeing Minho standing outside a alcohol shop having a little person cling to him inside his black puffer jacket as he laughed softly?

She never knew he could laugh so beautifully, that he had creases under his eyes when he laughed or smiled, that he is very ticklish.. She noticed your long hair falling out of his puffer jacket as he laughed softly, before you finally came out of his jacket, enjoying yourself as you both talked and crossed the streets heading in her direction...

Duna never knew that The Byun Minho was capable of change...I mean, she honestly always wanted to put him in his place during sex, break him down, make him bed for her forgiveness, make him her own personal rape doll...She was confused as to how Minho could get anyone with his bitter, distasteful and gross personality and not even being big enough to pleasure someone...

Duna stood there frozen as you and Minho crossed, hand laced together, with him giggling at something you said while you couldn't bother to remove your eyes from him...How could you? He was just such a gorgeous human inside that hard exterior.

Just as you both got on the pavement, Minho froze as you finally turned away to meet the eyes of a girl, quite pretty but you weren't getting good vibes from her, You tightened your grip on Minho's hand ever so slightly,

"Who are you?" Duna asked you, quite audacious you guessed from her mannerisms, as you glared at her up and down before softly poking Minho's cheek and clinging to his arm more making Minho snap out of his trance as he awkwardly looked at you and Duna before shaking his head and saying,

"Ah, Uhm...Y/N..Jagi, this is Duna...My ex.." he said murmuring as you nodded in realization, so she was the one who cheated on him and the one who raped him...You glared at her angrily, before sighing, squeezing Minho's hands in yours softly before letting go and pushing the door of the shop Duna just came out of,

"I'll go get the things we need." you said going inside the shop as Duna stared at you with jealousy and anger, you were gorgeous, she couldn't lie, long hair, gorgeous fashion, you seemed smart, with the etiquette and the style of you clothing, it was also safe to assume you were also quite rich..

Minho sighed as he stood aside, wondering who'd make the first move as Duna walked closer, "Minho...Why'd you choose her?" she asked straight forward glaring at him, making chills go down his spine as he rubbed his nape and took a step back, "I..Uh.." he took a step back every time she took a step forward.

Duna softly took a hold of his wrist in hers, pulling him uncomfortably close to her, pushing him against the wall of a closed shop besides the one which was open where you were inside.

"You know I'm better than her, right? What is it about her that's better? Is she pretty? Rich? None of it, you know I tried to help you, I was just a bit mad back then..." Duna said, her words spilling out without her noticing as Minho seemed frozen, taking deep breathes as he shrunk into himself. The sight made her feel powerful.

but suddenly a sharp jerk pulled her back from her hair as she was thrown onto the ground as she looked up to meet your glaring eyes as tow large broad men stood besides you also staring at her seriously as you helped Minho while the other the two men glared at her,

"Please, do not dare to hurt Sir.Byun, otherwise we'd be contacting authorities." one of the man said as she could see you pepper Minho with kisses who was clinging to you like a little child.

Softly you rubbed his back, snapping your fingers and handing your bag of wines and another plastic bag of different things to a bodyguards while a expensive car pulled up close to you as Duan dusted herself and quickly got up with embarrassment.

You were simply trying to calm Minho and sat him down in the expensive sports car before turning to Duna and walking closer, your heels clacking on the side of the pavement as she took steps back before she was backed into the wall where she was pinning Minho a few seconds ago,

"Listen, bitch. If I see you getting even a hundred miles closer to Minho, I'd take a thousand amount of evidence that you sexually assaulted him and get you a good life sentence." you said grabbing her jaw and grinning at her with mock and disgust, tightening your grip on her jaw making it ache,

"You're lucky it's Minho's kindness of not wanting to ruin your already no-good, pathetic, little life by not reporting you, but I won't be kind...Tell that to the little freak Cha Wookyung as well." you said letting go of her jaw as she rubbed it before throwing the cigarette box she dropped in her face and turning on your heel and sitting in the car.

As you sat inside the car and it drove off, Duna could just stand there staring down at the box off cigarette you threw in her face, realizing maybe you were the better one out of both of you...

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diejager · 7 months

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psst! hi! are you willing to do a scenario where (civilian or soldier (your pick)) reader tries to run away and hide from yan!Ghost/konig

Failed Escape

Pairing: Yan!König x reader & Yan!Ghost x reader

Cw: smut, DUB-CON/NON-CON, spanking, fingering, kidnapping, training/mind break??, isolation, tell me if I missed any. Cw: 0.9k

König

Yan!König was meticulous in the location of your home, it was well-thought out and planned months prior to your taking. It’s a secluded cottage in the Austrian alps, between two imposingly beautiful mountains covered in green flora and cute wildflowers. A few fawns and deers would skip around your grounds, grazing on the fires and hydrated grass of your garden. It’s miles away from civilization, unpaved roads marking the way to the closest highway and other cottages within a mile or two.

Yan!König who doesn’t bother to install extreme measures to your home because you’re housebroken, trained into loving you house and fearing to run. It doesn’t matter if you’re a normal civilian or a trained specialist, his sheer size made it impossible to run or defend against. But if you did try to run, ignoring all the blaring, red flags that bellowed in your mind about stepping outside the white-fenced walls, you’d wish you could outrun him.

Yan!König’s ruthless in his punishment. If he caught you before you crossed the fence, he’d be more lenient with you. He would strip you down to your panties and lay you on his lap, hand striking your ass. He’d coo when you cried, his warm thumb rubbing soothing circles over your red cheeks, fingers dipping into your leaky cunt, his large digits hitting your spongy wall while you squirmed, his elbow digging into your back to hold you down.

“Look at how wet you are, Maus, you like this don’t you? You like being spanked, ja?”

If he caught you outside, your short legs failing to outrun him, König would be meaner, cruel even with his punishment. He has you tied and blindfolded in the cold and humid basement, bringing his gloved hand down on your naked slit. His slaps left your cunt slick and swollen, and you a crying and overwhelmed while he bullied his hard cock into you, fucking the anger and frustrations away.

“It hurts, Maus? This is your punishment, take it!”

Yan!König will have to spend additional time training you, utilising the wide arrange of tools in his well-equipped basement to help him train you. From different types of whips to metal and padded hand-cuffs, and from various sizes of dildos that fit the pre-programmed machine to a manual of torturous knots and binds to hold a person. König has all and everything to ensure that you’d be reeducated in ways of living and manners.

Yan!König doesn’t do this because he enjoyed it - perhaps a lie with the sadistic glint in his eyes - he does it because he needed you to understand how much he cared about you, how much your life with him was a blessing and how much you could be happy with him. If only your training stuck.

Ghost

Yan!Ghost wouldn’t let you catch a glance of the world outside the four walls of your prison. He has locks drilled into the front and back door, some could be unlocked by a key and others by numbered and lettered combinations. He had every wind bolted shut with the occasional sliding windows for fresh air if you needed it, but they were all too small to squeeze through and too high for you to reach with anything but on the tips of your toes.

Yan!Ghost didn’t buy a house in some remote area of the British Isle, he found a rustic house in a calm and safe neighbourhood in Manchester, a pretty two-story home with a basement and newly-painted white fences around the house. Most neighbours were quiet and kept to themselves, it was another thing he made sure of before turning this place into a safehouse for both of you. He kept the house’s layout, but reworked the basement, building a third bedroom with a small kitchenette, a hotel-like living room and an even smaller bathroom fitting a single person at a time.

Yan!Ghost who stopped you before you can reach the door, his bone-breaking hold on your wrist, wrenching you away from the hallway before throwing you onto the couch. He was fuming, face red with rage and narrowed eyes, his tall, imposing figure seemingly bigger and damning as he loomed over you with clenched fists. He might’ve been cruel and demeaning, possessive in an erratic and sporadic way, but he’d never lift a hand against you. Simon wouldn’t stoop as low as his father did to control his life. Granted, he used degradation and intimidation, but never physical violence.

“What ‘ave I told you, love?”

Yan!Ghost would force you back into the basement, imposing all the rules and regulations he had when he first took you, his words became the law and his hands the chains. He might let you have a few freedoms in your prison, but he would always be watching, either from the numerous cameras he installed in in the basement and around the house to keep and eye on you at all times, or from his seat beside you, an arm around your waist and his face buried under your head.

Yan!Ghost suffered just as much as you were in these moments, having to subjugate both of you to this torture he played in the early days. Listening to you cry and bemoan your life before meeting him made his heart chip away while he shushed your pains, cradling you as he carded his fingers through your locks. Watching you flinch and stuttered when he approached you, his trembling hands inches from your shaking figure, red-rimmed eyes and puffy cheeks staring back at him while he tried coaxing you back into his hands to sooth your cries. It hurts how much you tried to escape his love and care, he was the perfect lover: gentle and patient.

“Why can’t you love me? Aren’t I enough?”

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mistywaves98 · 5 months

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how would yandere! albedo non-con us?? just a thought

✧･ﾟ:* ->How would yandere! Albedo non con you?

✧･ﾟ:* ->¡Warnings!: Dark content, NSFW, Non con (duh), same old aphrodisiac usage scenario, slight sadist! albedo, ending was kinda rushed, a sprinkle of degradation!

✧･ﾟ:* ->Minor writing smut! DNI interact if uncomfy!

You never expected that your superior would do something like this to you, making you consume this strange concoction that made your knees feel weak and a strange heat build up between your legs.

Your sobs meant nothing to Albedo as he forced you onto one of the lab tables. His gloved hand held the back of your neck down, smushing your cheek against the cold marble as the other snaked its way into the front of your pants.

No matter how many times you tried to tell him to stop and that you didn't want this, he'd just keep going further and further, pushing way past your boundaries. He merely shut your pleas down with a simple 'if you didn't want this, then you wouldn't be dripping all over the floor right now'.

He knows it's all his fault that you're in such a state and your body is merely reacting to the strong aphrodisiac he made you drink, but it doesn't deter him from gaslighting you into thinking that he's not actually doing anything wrong and that it's your own fault.

In the end, you can only babble out useless protests as his fingers hook around the waistband of your pants, pulling it down along with your panties to reveal your soaked pussy. The sight makes him smirk as dark lust fills his eyes. He trails a hand up and down your slit, collecting your essence before holding it up to your face for you to see. He leans in, hot breath brushing your ear as he speaks,"Look at how wet you are, so desperate for your pussy to be filled, aren't you?"

You don't even get a choice in your answer as his hand that was on the nape of your neck moves up to cup your cheeks, squeezing them tightly as he moves your head back and forth in the mocking gesture of a nod. Albedo laughs at the pitiful sight that is you before moving his coated digits back down to your neglected pussy that seems even more wet than before. Without warning, he plunges his middle and ring finger inside your tight hole, making you gasp sharply as your walls contract around his digits.

Tears fall down your face as he mercilessly fingers you, making scissors motions to stretch you out even more. The pain is like a searing hot sensation that only adds to the heat provided by the aphrodisiac and you find that beads of sweat have formed on your forehead and are dripping down your face. Your body involuntarily tenses as your orgasm approaches and Albedo can feel it, his smirk widening as he increases his pace, chuckling as your pussy flutters around him I'm return.

"Gonna cum? Go on then, you pathetic slut. Claiming that you don't want this all while squeezing my fingers like a cheap whore." You try to retort, but Albedo his quick to cover your mouth with his other hand, shoving three fingers knuckle deep into your cavern, making you choke as you gag and cough, effectively cutting off your protests. It isn't long before your climax crashes down on you like a huge wave, your body convulsing as you cry out. Your vision goes white for a second as you orgasm hard around his digits. The aphrodisiac enhances these sensations even more, making the entire experience even more intense.

Albedo watches with satisfaction as your hot cum coats his fingers and drips onto the clean floor below. "There we go... What a disgusting yet beautiful sight. I'll be sure to document this down to the last detail. Are you ready for the next part of the experiment?" Even though you're too fucked out to respond, you wouldn't have been able to in the first place as Albedo's fingers remain stuffed in your mouth.

The sound a belt being unbuckled can be heard as he pulls down his pants and boxers, freeing his hard cock from its confines. He positions himself at your entrance before suddenly thrusting into you, bottoming out immediately as he groans at the feeling of your cunt sucking him in. A muffled moan of pain leaves your puffy lips, fresh tears forming in your eyes as he wastes no time in pulling back out, only to impale you once again. He fucks you with an even rhythm, making sure to drive the head of his cock to the deepest parts of your pussy.

Your nails scrape against the smooth surface of the table as your body rocks back and forth from the force of his thrusts. The atmosphere is warm, with the sounds of your broken cries and his pleasured moans mixing together as he uses your body for his pleasure. One hand presses between your shoulder blades while the other grasps your hip with a bruising grip.

Your body continues to be abused for what feels like hours, soon you don't even have the voice to cry out and can only let out choked whimpers whenever he rips another orgasm from your tired pussy. By the time he's finished, your cunt is overflowing with his hot cum as it flows onto the floor below. Your body is covered in sweat and uncontrollably twitches from time to time. Albedo thinks that you look like a piece of art as he runs a hand through your disheveled locks, tugging slightly just to hear your sweet little sounds.

"I'd say the experiment was a success. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to write this down as it's fresh in my mind. But don't fret, I'll be back soon enough" He says as he moves away from you and pulls up his pants. He turns around and exits the room, the sound of his boots clacking against the floor as he leaves you there, broken and used like a worthless toy.

#✧･ﾟ:* meena's memos! ✧･ﾟ:*#smut #x reader smut #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader smut #albedo smut #albedo x reader smut #dark content #tw noncon #tw dark content

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luvrxbunny · 7 months

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all bark

Pairing: Steve Harrington x F!Reader

Prompt: Filming

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, teasing, camera (obvi), a little bit of hair pulling, piv, unprotected sex (lmk if I forgot anything)

WC: 1.6k

A/N: the ending is kinda weird i think *crys*

Steve groans gruffly behind you as you bounce on his cock. His hands on your hips, pulling and pushing you against him, grinding your hips onto his dick as he moans. “So so, good, baby. Fuck.” Your eyes are shut in concentration as you try to picture his face, how red it would be, his hair is probably a mess on the pillow, and his pretty brown eyes, probably brimming with tears. You’re reverse cowgirl right now, not one of your favorite positions but Steve begged for it.

Not because it’s a fantasy of his, but because he wanted to last longer. One of his main stimulants during sex- aside from the actual sex- is your face, the way it changes and contorts in pleasure, the way he can see written all over; how good he makes you feel. He can watch your eyes lose focus, cross, or roll back into your head. He can watch your lips tremble, be bitten, and part for your moans- your beautiful moans.

Unfortunately, these things are almost too arousing for Steve, he’s never actually cum last. You're never far enough behind for it to be an actual issue, it’s not like he’s cumming the second he puts it in. He just cums a minute or two before you, but he makes sure to get you off no matter what. He’ll give you his fingers, mouth, thigh, or even use whatever toy you want, he’d do whatever you want to get you off so not even once did you ever have a problem with his situation. It’s more of a pride thing for Steve.

For example; right now Steve is thrusting into you with reckless abandon, he’s laughing and teasing you because he knows that he won’t be cumming first this time. He’s playing more dominant than he usually does, saying phrases that you both know would normally be directed at him.

He goes silent and his hands leave your hips and your pace falters for a moment, still fucking yourself on him slowly as you try and figure out what he’s doing. Then, you hear the subtle ‘click’ of his camcorder and Steve’s most dominant ‘bedroom voice’ reach your ears. “Yeah, look at how wet she is..!” He’s speaking with a soft gasp of shock, one that has you clenching around him. “That’s so good, baby. You’re such a good girl.”

You smile and roll your eyes at him, speeding up your pace at the praise nonetheless. “Fuck. That’s it. Fuck yourself on my cock, baby. I know how much of a slut you are for it.” Your brows furrow as you listen to Steve and try to maintain your pace. “Always begging me for it.” His moans are starting to leak their way into his sentence as he spews lies for the camera.. You both know he’s usually the one doing the things he’s describing, he’s the one who begged for this entire scenario in the first place. You stop moving.

“Uh-oh… I think baby got tired.” He says with a teasing pout in his voice, it breaks your last straw. You lift yourself off of him and turn around. You get to watch his face shift from a cocky, confident one to a feared, apologetic one. He knows what he did; bragging to the camera about something that never happened, painting himself as a big bad dom when you all know he’s a slut for you. It’s just a bit irking, Steve just needs to be put in his place. You feel a sadistic smirk spreading over your face slowly as you climb back into his lap.

“What, Stevie?” The hand with the camcorder falters, almost dropping the camera as his eyes instantly cloud over, taking in your face, your expression, and your tone. He’s silent as you situate yourself in his lap, as you grip his dick, lining him up with your entrance. His eyes flicker down to where his tip is pressing into your soaked pussy and lowers the camera to his bedside. You quickly stop him, taking the camera from his hands. “No, don’t put this away now. I want to tape this, make a memory of it.”

You focus the camera on Steve’s face with a smirk, gripping his cock with your other hand and slowly pushing him inside. He tries to keep his eyes on where you two meet but eventually, they can’t help but dash up to your face for a moment, he wishes he hadn’t. Once his eyes meet yours, you sink yourself onto him fully, just dropping the rest of your weight to get his cock inside you. His eyes slam tightly shut as he whines your name for the camera, his hands are more clammy when they come back to your waist, shaking in an effort to preserve his dominant demeanor.

It’s funny how quickly your pussy shuts him up, all the fire leaving his eyes as he relaxes into the bed. “What’s wrong, Stevie? You were so talkative before..?” You lean forward, placing one hand by Steve’s head to hold you up as you shove the camera in his face and start moving your hips. You grind against him slow, and deliberate to watch his features shift. He bites into his lip and shakes his head at you, unable to respond. His eyes are still shut tight and his hips are stuttering as they try to grind at the same pace. “C’mon… pussy got your tongue, Stevie?”

You try not to laugh too much at your joke but a little giggle slips out at the way Steve moans at your words. You move the camera to the side of his face, turning the angle to get his side profile and you kiss him. His head comes off the bed to press your lips even closer as his hands run up the expanse of your back, holding you in place so you can keep kissing him. When you let go, he collapses against the bed again and stares you right in the eyes, with his teary, loving expression. “Aww. Look at my special guy.” You speak fondly, a soft love in your tone as Steve’s eyes roll back at your words.

“You’re so good for me, Stevie. You’re so cute when you pretend that you have any control over me.” He whines out a garbled version of your name, his nails start to bite into your skin as his cock twitches inside you. “Yeah… You’re all bark aren’t you, honey? All I need to do is face you and you’re done for.” His head rolls back and forth over the pillow, eyes shut tight as he tries to focus on anything other than your words that stab him with arousal.

“Oh! You’re gonna cum, baby? Already?” His eyes snap open with a destroyed moan at your question. His eyes turn apologetic as he whimpers out apologies to you, his thumb stretches out from where his hand sits to play with your clit, whining and tensing at the way you squeeze him. “You were s-so bold bef-fore, Steve- baby. Just like that, my love." Your moans break your sentence, cracking your demeanor. "You’ve got it, there you go.” His hips start to thrust into you on their own, his feet planted on the bed to piston into you. “You were acting li-like you had all th-the power before. What happ- fuck- happened?”

An amused smirk has the audacity to rest on Steve’s lips at your stuttering. “I’m sorry, okay? Can you please cum on me, sweetheart?” His wording has you almost creaming his dick instantly, craving to give him anything he wants. You bring the camera back into his face as your pussy starts to twitch around him. You smirk at him teasingly, ignoring the way your eyes can’t seem to focus while he punches into your G-Spot repeatedly.

“You gonna cum first for me?” You whimper out to him, uncharacteristically whiny as he toys with your clit. You’re bouncing yourself on his cock now, trying to help him abuse your walls, trying to get him to cum in you before you soak him in your juices. His eyes are desperate but teasing and dangerous. “I don’t think so, honey.”

You let out a sad whine at his words. You didn’t realize you’d miss him cumming first so much, you miss his moans, he’d be cumming in you already if you’d been turned around this whole time. “Stevie, please? I wanna cu-cum with you, I’ll cum with you.” You drop the camera slightly, resting your hand against the bed but still keeping it tilted at Steve. “Can we cum together, baby? I- I wanna cum with you.”

Your voice breaks into a sobbing whine at the end as your hips double their pace, your orgasm just on the tip of your tongue, so so close. You can see Steve thinking over what you said and you know his answer. He already has that frantic look in his eyes, the look he gets when he’s trying desperately not to cum before you, when he’s trying his absolute hardest to wait for you. He nods vigorously and sits up to pull you in, crashing his lips to yours with a groan as his balls begin to empty themselves inside you.

You moan into his mouth, shocked by the load, by how much he was pumping into you, and by how hard you’ve started cumming around him. His brows furrow against your face as your pussy chokes him, suffocating his dick inside your wet walls as he spits into you, his dick leaking everything it has into your pulsing, twitching pussy. He’s groaning sweetly into your mouth, whining and moaning thanks to you as his hips rock gently. Your eyes are rolled into your head, facing the ceiling as your hand grips his hair desperately, needing something to tether you to reality as your orgasm hits embarrassingly hard.

You’re trying to respond to Steve, tell him he doesn’t need to thank you, tell him how good he did, how good he feels but all the words seem to get lost in translation. They all come out as a loose whine, or moan of his name, a mumble of pleasure as you come down. A whisper of love as he cuddles you to sleep, whispering his own whispers to you as you drift off.

Thank you so much for reading! If you enjoyed it, here's the rest of my Kinktober Works, and be sure to check out my Main Masterlist!!

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ystrike1 · 9 days

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Doku wo Kurawaba Sara Made - By Tobari Sawa (8/10)

Our protagonist is a father who will do whatever it takes to save his daughter, and himself, from complete ruin. He's trapped inside an Otome Game, so fate will never favor him. As the father of the Villainess he has nothing, so he throws away his pride and he uses seduction. It works too well.

The Kingdom of Parsemis is magically blessed. There is a barbaric tradition.

A holy maiden MUST be sacrificed to the nations patron Dragon every ten years.

It's a political thing.

Andrim realizes he is s fool when he watches his only daughter lose. He treated her like a pawn. A convenient daughter from a dead woman.

He realizes she never had a chance.

He never had a chance.

He's not even the main villain.

He, and his daughter, are both prolouge villains.

The ultimate insult.

The Villainess will be executed!!! Is such a trite ending. Here it's more horrible.

In this scenario Natasha, the protagonist, was destined to be eaten by the dragon.

Julietta, the Villainess, was supposed to wed the prince.

The Prince uses his authority to remove Julietta from power and get rid of her in one fell swoop.

Why is this possible?

Natasha is the destined holy maiden, but Julietta is from a special sage bloodline...so conveniently she can be sacrificed as well.

A loving father would have kept Julietta far away from the Prince.

Natasha, of course, realized she could seduce the Prince and save herself.

Andrim was a total fool.

If he had just protected his daughter a little bit both of them would have survived.

Andrim remains calm. He thinks about what he can do. His daughter is doomed and the Prince clearly wants him gone too.

He tries to use his memories of the game to escape his fate, with his daughter.

He accepts the new engagement, and his daughters new position as sacrifice....gladly.

Yes, he is a dutiful Prime Minister.

He understands that a special girl must be sacrificed for prosperity. He carries her away and he says he will prepare her for that fateful day.

In the original plot he raved like a madman and demanded Natasha's death instead. Even though the Prince had declared otherwise.

He backs away, because he cannot win without power.

He joins hands with a corrupt priest and the ACTUAL DRAGON!

He promises to entertain Karis, the Dragon, because only he knows the special lore.

The Dragon is bored.

Andrim is able to tempt the Dragon with a new kind of entertainment. It's bored of eating women.

Andrim must commit evil to live.

He goes waaaayyyy too far.

The Dragon is not the love interest.

It's Jorga the Commander. The adult figure supporting the youthful otome group.

Andrim uses him completely. Not sure how yet but Jorga commits absolute atrocities for Andrim. He betrays the royal family for Andrim, and the palace is filled with torture.

Jorga is the most useful card on the field, and Andrim uses his beauty to "get" him.

Is it genuine love? No, but Jorga is all about loving acts of service.

The plan rolls into an avalanche slowly.

Andrim gives up his position as Prime Minister. This earns him plenty of sympathy points. He also appoints a young genius on purpose. The boy is not fit to run the government. He uses politics to force the boy into a position he can't handle.

This makes him even more pitiful.

The capable Prime Minister had to abdicate for his daughter, and his replacement is trash...

How awful...

His poor daughter. In the end its not her fault that the Prince's eyes wandered...

Natasha is a cruel moron and that helps. Her otome team constantly has to cover her ass.

She's going to be a terrible Queen.

Julietta would have been perfect.

Andrim plans to take advantage of that.

Julietta is sweet but empty.

Andrim vows to make her happier.....after his dirty deeds bear fruit.

Julietta stays in the palace...with Andrim. He uses an old tradition to stay, where he can garner the most sympathy.

Apparently, the story turns into extremely sadistic revenge porn. If you like obsessive dogs with no morals this is your lucky day!

Andrim is not a merciful man. Even with his Japanese memories his ruthless side always prevails.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #Tobari sawa #Doku wo Kurawaba Sara Made #otome isekai #yaoi #otome

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shes2real · 2 months

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Bend Over ♡

Featuring 🌷: jey uso + female!reader

Warning ☁️: choking, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, mirror sex, backshots, daddy kink, tiny bit of breeding kink, 18+ Minors, please don't interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word Count 🌷: 649

Scenario ☁️: Jey sees your tramp stamp while you’re doing your makeup and he liked it a little too much.

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You were sitting in front of your pink vanity adding the finishing touches to your makeup. You were humming your favorite song, genuinely enjoying your time to yourself. When your favorite part of the song came on, your boyfriend, Jey walked in.

“Damn! Who you in here getting cute for?” He asked, licking his lips and bending down to kiss you.

He never failed to make you blush and even feel a little shy around him. You laughed softly at him, “My man,” before giving him a peck. He scrunched his face up expecting more than just a peck but he was cool with it because he knew he had you all to himself once you finished doing your makeup. As you finished, he watched you and loved taking in the ambiance. The Strawberry Poundcake candle that was lit, the music playing softly in the back, hell even the cluttered vanity was beautiful to him.

A sudden clash ruined his whole train of thought. The setting spray rolled onto the floor as you hurried to pick it up. He was so into you that he didn’t even notice that it fell, but what he did notice was the very noticeable tramp stamp on your lower back. His eyes darkened when he saw it, he’d never noticed it before. As you rose back up with the setting spray in hand, Jey stopped you with a smirk, “Stand up.” You stood up with a puzzled expression.

“Babe, what are you do-” Jey cut you off with a heavy-handed smack to your ass. “Bend that shit over..” When you didn’t bend over quickly enough, he applied pressure onto your back making you immediately arch it. More of your cosmetics fell onto the floor but he couldn't care less.

“Jey!?”

He hummed in response, admiring your tattoo. He licked his lips, “You makin’ me wanna fuck you,” With another smack to the ass that caused you to yelp. You watched him in the mirror as he pulled your boyshorts down, exposing your ass. He looked at you in the mirror, asking for permission. You watched as he pulled out his dick, already throbbing with need, Bracing yourself, gripping tightly onto the vanity’s edges.

As he slid inside of you, you let out a hiss. “F-fuck…” You whimpered, earning a smack to your sore, reddened ass, “Too pretty to be using words like that,’ Jey scolded. His thrusts were deep and his pace was starting to increase, causing your moans to become caught in your throat. “J-jeyy,” You whined out.

He watched how pretty your face was, smirking. “Yeah, mama? Feel good?” All you could do was nod. The more he thrust, the more your head fell. He gripped your throat and forced you to look into the mirror, You watched as your man dug you out, growing wetter as you admired his love face. His bottom lip was tucked behind his teeth and his eyes were closed. You could feel your orgasm was approaching and he could too, “Damn you squeezin’ me, bae. Tell daddy how his dick feels….”

“... so good Daddy!” You squealed as he deepened the arch and brushed against your spot. He chuckled, never slowing down his pace. He watched as your eyes rolled with a sadistic grin on his face, “Mhm, so good?”

He leaned down and whispered in your ear, “You make me wanna put a baby in you. Gon’ have my baby?” He groaned, his thrusts becoming sloppier. You nodded erratically as your legs grew weaker. You released all over him, leaving you seeing white as your shaky moans filled the room and Jey’s “mhms” in your ear. His strokes slowed before he stilled and coated your walls, Before you could collapse, he held you. “I gotchu’ baby girl,” He whispered in your ear. He placed a kiss on your cheek before carrying you into the bathroom.

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Thanks for reading babe ☁️🌷

#jey uso #wwe smut #jey uso smut #wwe imagines #drabble `♡´#jey uso fanfiction

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hii i saw that requests for alice in borderland were open and i rann 🏃🏻‍♀️

could you do a scenario where chishiya and banda have a crush/interested in the same s/o?? how tense would that be, especially in the solitary confinement game?? 👀👀👀

A/N: Oooo this is an awesome scenario idea, thanks for your request!! I'm still open for AIB requests until the 15th, so if you're interested then send some in!! A particular ask has caught my attention for after this... jealous Chishiya 😵😍 Little obvious disclaimer that the GIFs aren't mine- but look at Chishiya's, he's staring RiGhT aT uSsS 😭

Chishiya and Banda Both Crushing On You Includes...

💛• How'd you even manage to get the attention of both these guys?!??! I'm jealous 🥲 because the way these two fall for someone, combined, is basically the most intense and warm and crazy hot experience you'll have in quite a while. Let's say that this all starts in the Jack of Hearts game:

💛• With Chishiya, he's drawn to the little, unnoticeable things that interest him, like being a lot smarter than you look, or making a good decision that surprises, or even outwits him somewhat. There's not much of that in the borderlands, apart from Arisu's selflessness that absolutely confuses him until he starts admiring it, and the deadliness of the games, everyone looks like they're going to die. Except you. So he'll most likely start following you around - very subtly - observing your way of doing things and interacting with other players, until he properly approaches you. Probably asking you for his symbol on his collar, and asks you if you want yours. If you turn him down but give him his or something, he'll actually be taken aback... in a good way, because now he's obsessed with wanting to know how your mind works. So, basically, you've got yourself a new partner.

💛• With Banda, however, subtly and patience are not his things. All it takes is one minute of eye contact, or hearing something a little psycho come from you, anything that's potentially original and beautiful to him, and suddenly he's right in front of you with that dark smirk, giving you a twisted but flattering compliment. That's it. Now you've got a new protector who grows oddly possessive and obsessive over the first few rounds, pulling you back when you think about joining the others' big group. You don't need them. You've got him.

💛• So when the two ultimately end up bumping into each other when they both go to talk to you or something, there's just a moment of stretched, painfully strong silence as Banda eyes up this new 'distraction' to your attention, and Chishiya takes him in with that annoyingly indifferent, and kind of smug, look, before his brown eyes meet yours. Banda looks in your direction too. No pressure 😅

💛• I mean, Chishiya tolerates pretty much everyone, but Banda lurking around and infecting your brain with his sadistic ideas of entertainment and advice on how to win every game like he has, is something he's apprehensive of. He'll see how you react to it at first before jumping in, but overall, Chishiya thinks you're the first truly curious and inspiring person that's caught his attention in the Borderlands, and that's something he doesn't want to let slip as soon as he's found it.

💛• Banda has little to no empathy or care for anyone except what you're happy and unhappy with, so he's gonna be pretty forward with Chishiya and give him one of his hushed, intimidating, close-up threats to move along and find someone else to play with. When Chishiya retorts smugly with a comment about how the last women he hung around with suddenly made it onto the murder section of the newspapers, he'll get a deathly glare in his eyes, and basically the only thing stopping him from snapping at that moment is the rule of the game being that you can't outrightly hurt anyone.

💛• They let it go for now, but neither one of them is put off from hanging around with you. The rest of the players in the big group find it odd how you're just sitting there at a table, and within a few moments, Chishiya comes striding in offering his snack with you, sitting beside you on the table, all the while Banda's unblinking gaze is fixed on you from the other side of the cafeteria, where he sits on the floor against the wall. The Jack probably notices it too, but doesn't say anything, since no one really wants to see Banda Sunato get angry.

💛• Once the game has gone on and it's over, Banda has some 'business' to attend to with Jack, and probably makes you wear a tracker or something so he knows how to come and find you when he's done and figuring out how he can have more, or all, control over the lands. Cocky psycho even tries to kiss you goodbye too, and whether you let him go for it and leave you flustered after an intense few moments, or push him away gently with a blush is your choice. Either way, he'll still respond with one of his smirks and a wink before he causally pulls out his pocket weapon and goes into one of the cells after Jack.

💛• That just leaves you with Chishiya, who Banda has 'trusted' to keep you safe while he's gone. Since Chishiya figured it all out with him and survived the round in a pretty impressive way, Banda doesn't misjudge his intelligence and capabilites, even though he seems a little too relaxed when entering these life-or-death games. Still, you'll end up leaving with Chishiya wandering by your side and making small talk about who you are as a person as you go for the next game, or to meet his gang from the Beach, like Arisu. He's surprisingly talkative in his own way as he uncovers more about you and listens to every word you say, but when the questions are reflected back at him, the answers are simple and short - at first, anyway. It's not all because he's reclusive, but mostly because he didn't really like his life, or have much of one, in his opinion, before the Borderlands. But now, maybe he does. Intelligent and nice to look at. He'll stick around for sure 😉

💛• Elsewhere, Banda basically pulls up every file and piece of information on you instead of outrightly asking. It's safe to say that he's an obsessive and possessive crusher/lover, and he'll make that known once he's sorted things out and comes to find you again. And he will come and find you again 😏

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trancylovecraft · 11 months

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Yandere striker from helluva boss?

• This man as a yandere is not good for you at all.

• Protective, Manipulative, Possesive and a little sadistic

• Protective in the he views you as delicate, Something that could be easily broken or torn apart. Whether this be emotionally soft or physically weak he views himself as your protector. And he takes pride in that title, too.

• Possessive in the way he also views you as his and only his. He wants your attention on him at all times. He doesn’t view you as a possession per se, Close to it but he still see's you as a living being.

• Sadistic in the way that he loves the chase. He enjoys the way he will get you in his arms. Your reactions are everything. He wants you to feel scared, He wants you to run into his arms because its the only place you’ll feel safe. All while he grins and happily comfort you.

• When you capture his attention you probably wont even know. He could of just saw you one day and he just had to stop and stare. You were so beautiful, The prettiest thing he’d ever seen. Maybe it was the way you looked, Walked, Talked or something else he couldn't place. He didn’t know.

• He started to follow you around wherever you went in hell (This scenario hinges on you being an imp or a succubae. A hellborn demon could work too) You would never know he was there either, He’s a proficient assassin and he knows how to get around without being noticed.

• He watches you for a good few days before making his move. In that time he learns where you work, Sleep. Where you go to get your food or where you go to eat on payday. Your routine is memorised.

• When he does finally make his move, He’s already made up his mind. He wants you.

• When you show up to work you hear the news of a missing co-worker. Despite your good nature Hell wasn't as kind as you, Being only talked about as a passing comment. But according to your bosses they had already found a replacement.

• Soon the talk about your missing colleague quickly turned about gushing over the replacement. Apparently he was extremely attractive, Charming and of course, A hard worker. You thought it’d be good to introduce yourself soon, Try to make a new friend

• And you met him sooner than you thought. As you turned a corner you happened to bump into him, And wow did he live up to his reputation.

• You introduced yourself and he kissed your hand. He complimented your looks and took an interest in you.

• Spite his flirtatious behaviour you figured he did this to all the ladies in the office as you saw the group of jealous girls around the water cooler giving you side eye glances.

• So you moved on, Back to your work. Expecting to only talk to him through email or in passing talk. And that’s how it was.

• But a few days after he started you noticed things in your house seemed wrong. Things started being moved about. Things would get misplaced.

• It was stuff like your lipstick, Your shampoo and your jewellery. You know you didn’t misplace them, you were too careful for that. But there was no evidence of break in.

• The days after you were very paranoid. You looked behind your back for anyone following you. You made sure to get home before the sun even dared to set and you made sure to keep a pocket knife neatly tucked away in your purse.

• You went into work with the same paranoia. And wouldn't you know, Striker was the one approach you to see if you're doing okay. He was busy both with work and literally every co-worker talking to him, Yet he came up and talked to you of all people.

• You saw nothing much wrong with this. He didn't seem dangerous or have any ill intention. Though you do find it strange he noticed you throughout his possy.

• So you explained to Striker your situation while he listened intently. He expressed sympathy and he told you he could come over later to check out your house. It felt amazing, Everyone in hell would either ignore you entirely or mock you for it. But Striker listened, So you accepted his offer of checking around your house.

• He left afterwards, So you went back to work.

• Later after your shift ended you met up with him and walked to your house together. You got to talking and it turns out you have a lot in common with him. You like the same music, Like the same food and enjoy the same activities. You never knew how similar you were.

• When you entered your house you suddenly screamed in terror.

• On your windows, written in blood was “LOCK YOUR WINDOWS NEXT TIME”. Glass was shattered, furniture was knocked over. And worst of all? The corpse of your missing colleague on the table

• You were crying. Having a full blown meltdown at the sight of your house. Striker swoops in and comforts you. Tells you its alright. He says that as long as he’s here it’ll be okay, And you believe him.

• For the next few days he is by your side 24/7. At work, At his home (The one you moved into) and anywhere in the seven circles he was there with you. You would go to the police but unfortunately in hell they don't exist

• Eventually you got into a relationship.

• He’s a perfect gentleman when he gets with you. He buys you expensive gifts to your taste, Boquets every other day. Holds the door for you everywhere you go.

• Of course your not allowed to leave his house after a while, Your stalker is still out there after all.

• He doesn't tell you that he was the one setting up your stalker scenario. He was the one that killed your co-worker, He was the one that broke into your house just to mess shit up. But you wont know that, Not yet at least.

• His petname for you is “Little Lady” or “Sugar” if he’s in the mood

• Any rivals that came up at anytime are instantly taken out. Lovesick co-worker, He doesn't care. A solid chunk of lead is going straight through their skull.

• The only time you do go out of the house is on dates. He takes you out to restaurants in the lust ring, Goes stargazing with you and takes you horse riding with him.

• All the while still planting little hints about your stalker still being there, Driving you closer into his arms.

• If you do find out the truth you’ll be horrified, Absolutely terrified.

• You’ll try to run away, But trust me it will not be easy. He’s adept at tracking and hunting, No matter where you run he’ll catch you. You can't go to anyone too, This is hell. Nobody cares.

• As you run suddenly your swept off your feet and thrown on the back of his horse. He chastises you for trying to get away, About how dangerous the world is and how you need to stay with him to be safe.

• He drags you back to his little cave hideout. And trust me, You will never see the light of day again

• You're his, He will never let you go.

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heytherelysia · 4 months

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need me a scaredy cat yandere who is shy, meek, and timid. social gatherings and public speaking is their greatest fear— for which they have passed out because of their sheer nervousness and anxiety. a poor baby who's head over heels for you, but do not have the confidence and mental capacity to approach you.

bonus points for a bully/delinquent reader. force them to look at you right in the eye after berating them for not giving you lunch. when you look at each other, you notice it. they're crying. they're crying from fear, from anxiety, and from euphoria. they're scared, damn right they are, but it feels so good... for you to look down and smirk at them. your voice, your laughter, your touch... they're about to lose it. every inch of their body is shivering, their knees buckling, and their breaths getting quicker and quicker— poor baby is overwhelmed, and you never anticipated what would happen next when you spat at their face.

they whine loudly, gradually losing their balance until they have sat on the floor. and you notice, the wet patch in their pants...

"huh... i knew you were pathetic, but never to this extent." your words are laced with genuine shock. they are the very definition of pathetic, but to know that they stoop this low? shit does it make you want to make fun of them more.

they're still sobbing, nothing is registering to them, not even your voice. they were worried that someone would see the both of you at first, given that you're in a hallway— but they don't think about that anymore. they are overwhelmed from climaxing, and they came in front of their beloved! how embarassing...

"ahng!"

as expected, they cry out loud when you step on their crotch— and you step on it hard.

"puh-please! no more! n-no more hah..." they try to get away from your foot— the way it presses against them hurts, but it had no right to make them feel good. they would've let you rub your shoe against their private part if only they aren't about to reach another orgasm— but they want to cum! they just feel like asking too much from you, you already have no lunch because of them and this loser wants you to make them cum? maybe it is too much...

"beg again like that and i might do worse shit to you. but you'd like that won't you? i'll make you clean my feet with your mouth and you would come untouched wouldn't you?"

oh jeez, don't even make them think about such scenarios, they might not be able to hold on anymore...

"cu-cum! g-gonna.. cum!"

who are you kidding? you've got better things to do than help a gooner chase their high.

you retract your foot. "a shame that you won't get what you want today... i'll leave you here in the open and let everybody see your disgusting state.

"w-wait! please don't... please don't go! i-i need you!"

you're already by the door when they try to reach to you, there's no way you're gonna help them now, they realize.

they're left their sobbing as they try to stand and regain their composure— they don't mind a ruined orgasm, so long as you fuck them up like that again.

scaredy cat yandere who looks and thinks of you like a loving god/goddess— even as you do heinous things to them for your own sadistic pleasure. whipping their body, decorating it with beautiful scars, you think. forcing them to go on all fours so you can use them as a stool. kicking them by the stomach. making them eat food on a dog bowl. all while they are sobbing from fear and anxiety.

oh what a lovely deity you are to them.

#yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere hcs #yandere imagines #yandere smut #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x gn reader #yandere x gender neutral reader

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8makes1newworld · 7 months

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Mine Forever

a vampire Seonghwa + human reader scenario for the beginning of Halloween season

I hope a certain someone likes this

warnings: wax play. unprotected sex. touch of degradation. blood drinking.

The candles burned low, casting an intimate and somewhat erotic glow around the room. The vampire studied the body of his subject closely, admiring the curves and angles. The wax and candles were a plaything to him, and so were you. His subject. He couldn't wait to see your reaction as the hot wax dripped onto your skin.

You knew you loved the pain that was dished out, and that was why you stayed all these years with him. Seonghwa knew it too, and that was why he wouldn't let you leave. You were stuck here with him, and he knew it, and that was part of the fun. He could do whatever he wanted with you, and there was nothing you could do about it.

You gasped sharply as he poured the hot wax onto your skin, mind reeling with pleasure despite how painful it was.

"Taking it so well, pet~" A sadistic smirk twitched at the vampires lips. His face drew near yours as he watched your face contort with the mixed feelings.

His brow quirked as you whined. "Good. Taking it so well without uttering a single word just like how I trained you~" He smiled devilishly.

Your breath caught in your throat as he tilted the candle over your chest. The sticky warmth running along your nipples was enough to cause your eyes to roll back from the sickening pleasure while terrified of what he would do to you next. Finding it exhilarating just the same.

Seonghwa purred with pleasure as he watched the substance pool on your skin, his grin mocking as he watched you where you lie before him helpless and accessible to every whim that he had for you. Being indulged in all of his dirty ideas as you accepted innocently without question.

"You like being a vampire's toy~? Aren't we both so lucky~? You're all mine to play with." The low sound of his purrs made your hair stand on end even more than you thought was possible.

The vampire admired your curves. Finding you even more beautiful then the goddess venus herself as well as Eros.

His glowing red eyes surveyed your body where you lied down.

Indeed you were everything he wanted and more. Always stirring a feeling inside of him that he had thought was long forgotten to never return again.

With you he could remember he was a man as well as vampire, craving the sweet essence that pumped through your veins as well as the feel of your creamy soft skin that enticed him to touch you.

"Does my little one yearn for a reward?" The vampire smirked as he watched you nod eagerly.

"I wonder what I should give~ Such a gorgeous jewel would need something nice, maybe something that would leave a deep impression on you~" Seonghwa's voice rang in your ears as his fingers touched the wax that had now hardened on your nipples. Giving a tug that showed to whom your body belonged to.

You whine from the lack of sensation. How he loved to hear your sounds. So soft, so innocent and literally gifts stolen from a captured angel.

"Mh will this do, little slave~?" He slots himself between your legs suavely. His crotch pressed flush against your entrance.

You nod frantically as his face draws close to yours. The menacing look of hunger mesmerizing you.

"There, there. Such a cooperative little dumb pet~" His voice was like velvet, caressing your ears with unseen hands.

"You're all mine. No one will ever have you, little darling." His voice was a firm but gentle hiss. He discarded his pants hastily and climbed onto you with the grace of a cat.

Your heart pounds. Everything you ever dreamed of with this being was in this moment when it happened.

You moan in ecstasy when you feel his tip press into your hole. Your body arching as you tried to use your arms to crawl away from the stretch that threatened to fragment the remainder of what sanity you had left.

"How can I resist such a delicious delicacy?" Seonghwa smirks at you while your eyes screw shut. He groans in enjoyment as your wet cunt envelopes him in a heavenly embrace.

Your sweet moan electrifying him and making him feel every inch of his body come to life.

"So beautiful, made just for me the warmth of your sweet embrace of love is such a succulently sweet craving to feed~" His voice tender with hints of lust.

He thrusts into you deeply, getting closer to you to inhale your sweet scent. His eyes holding contact with the big beautiful eyes that he so frequently lost himself in.

You were more than just a plaything to him. But the darkness in his heart prevented him from ever saying so.

Your moans spur him on to thrust harder and your hands tangle in his hair passionately while his fangs mark across your neck. Branding you as his.

"My little slave~" He coos sensually and effortlessly coaxed your walls to flutter with arousal. The heat within yourself growing unbearable as the union of your bodies slapping together grew louder.

"Let it out, my little doll~" He growls against your neck, "No one else will have you."

You wildly writhe beneath him as your climax grows nearer, gripping onto the vampire for dear life as all reasoning threatened to shatter.

He smirks when he feels your throat constrict with a gulp. The temptation growing stronger as his mouth closes in on your delicious, pulsing artery.

You release with a screeching cry that could easily rival a banshee. Though the sound was far more soothing and spine tingling. The sensation of his fangs burying into your neck was more than your body could handle.

Pure ecstasy racked your senses and the only thing that you could think of was him. Sucking the blood that you willingly gave him.

He groans lowly as he empties himself inside of you. The heat lulling you to sleep. As well as the loss of blood.

"Mmnh~" You moan softly and close your eyes. Drifting to sleep as the vampire withdrew his bloody fangs from your body.

The vampire gazed down at you, admiring your sleeping face in the candlelight. Your serene expression reminded him of what he had once lost.

With care, he picked you up and carried you to his chamber. The Victorian-style canopy that accented his bed was what he felt was a fitting place to lay you down beneath.

He silently wished that he was a different being now, haunted by endless memories and regrets. But every moment of seeing your peaceful face and your body lying peacefully in his arms, he couldn't help but dream of what might have been.

"As Van Helsing once said 'there's no use in crying over spilled milk'" Seonghwa whispered to himself as he admired you while you slept peacefully in his arms.

He couldn't fathom how things could have been had he been human, but for now he was content to relish every moment with you.

Whether it was love or something else entirely, you were essential to him. He needed you, and he knew you needed him just as much, maybe even more.

No one could ever desire you like he did, and that made your submission to him all the more special.

He was going to savor every instance he had with you, and try to hold on as long as he possibly could. Then maybe, one day you would be a thirsting creature just like him.

The moonlight filtering in through his gauze curtains made a gorgeous, pearlescent glow.

Your peaceful breathing was hypnotic as he watched your beautiful face.

A dark smile played upon his lips as he admired you.

One day, he would be able to have you in his life forever, and this thought filled him with a sadistic joy that he could hardly bear to imagine.

"You're mine forever, y/n~"

#ateez smut #seonghwa x reader #ateez imagines #alternate universe

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blusherbaker · 2 months

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TWST Kink Headcanons: Octavinelle Edition

Minors/ageless blogs DNI; all characters are 18+ for these scenarios

Each character is given a short write-up of one of their main kinks, as well as a list of other kinks they may like (with a little more info added in some cases), and a list of things they would dislike.

Warnings: Smut, discussion/mention of multiple kinks of different varieties, including those related to D/s dynamics, bondage, feeding, etc.

<——« Savanaclaw

Azul: Voice kink

It doesn't really matter what your voice sounds like, Azul will absolutely melt simply by hearing your voice (or vocalizations) in the right context. Whether your voice is deep and gravelly, high and light, smooth, lilting, nasally, brassy, breathy, or any other colour / timbre, he will love it. And should you want to make Azul's hearts really race, just adding the slightest layer of a seductive tone to your speech will definitely do the trick. It's also a good idea to talk to him - at length - while you're intimate with him. Hearing your voice will in equal parts calm him down, get him out of his head and into the moment, and make him very turned-on, especially if you add in even a little bit of dirty talk. Tell him what you want to do to him, or want him to do to you. Let him hear what you feel. And if a few little moans, or sighs, or whimpers happen to make appearances between your words, his arousal will simply go into overdrive.

Other possible kinks:

Submission

Domination (sometimes - like Riddle, he's a sub-leaning switch)

Bondage

Cockwarming?

Lingerie

Dislikes:

Degradation

Humiliation

Exhibitionism

Mirror sex

Jade: Shibari (and other types of bondage)

Jade appreciates so many things about the art of shibari. The trust, the power, the creativity, and the interplay, with you and him doing a sort of dance, are all things he would find appealing. He would love moulding your body into beautiful shapes ornamented and restrained with ropes (or perhaps ribbons, with the less restrictive binds) and watching your reactions during the entire process. And he loves the controlled unpredictability of it all. Each tie is never the exact same twice - changing even the littlest things, from the speed, to the tension of the rope, results in a completely novel experience each time. That is one of Jade’s favourite parts of shibari. Jade is also a patient man. He takes his time. And he will definitely want to do many, many different ties each and every session. Jade also makes sure things are absolutely perfect, in every aspect - he will have learned and practised the knots and ties before even considering bringing up the idea to you. Each session, he will have an entire routine planned out, his hands moving you smoothly from one position to the next, knotting then undoing the ropes over your body, likely for hours. But don't worry, he will make sure to take care of all your desires as well, you only need to ask him to. Jade will keep you waiting in anticipation, but he will never leave you unsatisfied.

Other possible kinks:

Stuffing (mostly receiving)

Sadomasochism (he’s more of a sadist than a masochist, though)

Orgasm control

Marking

Dacryphilia

Dislikes:

Exhibitionism?

Submission (most of the time)

Floyd: Sensation play

Floyd's kinks often shift and change, so you can be certain you'd never simply fall into a routine with him. He's always wanting to try something new, being a bit of an experimentalist at heart, but one thing that stays consistent in one form or another is his love of sensation play. Everything from gentle massages, to the sting of a paddle, to playing different genres of music, to feeding each other different combinations of flavours, to even using various types of lighting, Floyd has so much fun playing with his (and your) senses. Sometimes, the sensations get almost overwhelming, but often, that’s exactly what Floyd needs. However, despite liking most types of sensation play, his absolute favourite thing is playing with temperatures. And while the heat of things like dripping wax is something that Floyd really, really enjoys, his preference is definitely the cold. He almost always loves the sensation of ice gliding over his warm skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps over his body, and making him shiver as the water slowly evaporates (and he'd adore the feeling of a chilled glass toy cooling him from the inside out, too ♥︎). The cold feels both exciting and comforting to him, and is something that - to Floyd - just overall feels good.

Other possible kinks:

Exhibitionism

Feedism

Marking

Sadomasochism (he’s a little bit more of a masochist than a sadist)

Sounding

Lactation

Wax play

Dislikes:

Bondage (being restrained, specifically)

Other than that, he’s pretty open to trying most things, though he may or may not like them at different times

And with that, my headcanons for the Octavinelle boys' kinks are complete! These three are some of my favourites, and I really had a good time putting this together. It took a bit longer to get out than I thought, but I hope you enjoyed reading through my ideas ^v^

If you have any additional thoughts or opinions on these headcanons, I'd love to hear them!

#mdni #twst headcanons #octavinelle #twst smut #azul ashengrotto smut #jade leech smut #floyd leech smut #x reader #twst x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #twst thoughts #blusher's original ♥︎#I have a good deal of other thoughts about them which I'll add in another post later so I don't get carried away here!

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lxdymoon0357 · 4 months

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I need to comfort Minho…and give him a hug…and and and…and I need to tell him he’s sosososososososo loved and he needs a huggggggh

(Same...mentions of reader being richer than wookyung, also yes inspired by Glacier in March! also drabble, so short... T^T and so shitty...I hate myself, anyways enjoy!!!)

Someone to love me...

Sighing...Minho sadly stood outside your house with you by his side, you huffing in annoyance from the heavy rain and storm which ruined your date night....

"...I'm so sorry darling....How can I make it up to you?" you say apologizing to him, you knew he often didn't get this free or if he did he didn't really like going out a lot, so he did a lot for this as it was a year anniversary as well...

"..No-no...you don't-don't need to make up to me, this is my fault.." he mumbled, his voice cracking in between as you sighed, you cupped his face and softly kissed his cheeks and wiped his glassy eyes threatening to leak tears "..I just...I planned a lot..and it's ruined...god...I'm sorry for crying..." he mumbled as she only cupped his cheeks and nuzzled your face into his neck,

"it's fine....It's not our fault, rain came today! We can still make it special!!" you say, trying to cheer him up which worked slightly as he smiled and nodded and you got your butler to prepare a car for you. You decided to go without a driver today, driving on your own as you didn't wanted to call up someone the next morning or something and drive anywhere ...

you both entered the house only to find Eunhoo ruined the house with Megumi cooing with him...Minho stared in horror while you were only fighting Eunhoo to get Megumi in your arms...you won!

"..MEGUMI NO!" Minho almost lost his soul as he picked up the kitty from the stove...Megumi apparently had no self preservation skills and was about to burn his paws on the stove because he just made TEA!

Almost dying as he pet the kitty softly, he walked out to the hall to join you and Eunhoo as you two gossiped and talked about everything. the moment you see Megumi, you get up and immediately coddle the kitten to death, being it's literal mother...

it seemed as though you loved Megumi than your own self, which you probably did cause you felt that the kitten could never do anything even when it peed on Minho in front of your eyes...and Megumi apparently knew you could never be mad at it so it dared to cause as much misfit as it could get away with...

as you started the movies and opened the many snacks and INSANELY expensive drinks you bought for Minho and Eunhoo saying "Oh, it was nothing, my sister was being a bitch so I guess this will give her a lesson, haha!!!" (the drinks are above 1000$....) the two were appalled and you forced them to drink it and finally they did...sighing, you cuddled between the two with Megumi somewhere nearby doing something...as you finished the movie and started another one, and another one and yet another...

Laying your head on Minho's lap while Eunhoo was already passed out from drinking too much and eating too much with Megumi also sleeping a top of him, it's butt on Eunhoo's face...

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animentality · 4 months

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it's ok to not like durgetash because I strongly suspect that only deranged, depressed, adhd gays who majored in either the arts or the social sciences like durgetash, and not everyone fits that demographic.

you have to have an English degree or some degree in making shit up to think Enver Gortash and the dark urge were in love.

you'd have to have taken anthropology or sociology or psychology to be analyzing every nook and cranny of potential durgetash scenarios with the precision and wide flung delusion that it requires. adhd would certainly help, because your thoughts spiral in directions that normal people can't comprehend.

you're seeing into a ninth dimension inaccessible to the neurotypical.

and last but not least, you must be a special kind of freak to find the two worst villains of the game sympathetic and tragic, but even more so than the normal kind, where fans woobify tragic villains or imagine them as being soft with one another.

you don't need them to live happily ever after. you don't need them to be redeemable. you don't need romance to be soft or brutal. you walk the fine line between, you know it's a coin on its side, capable of falling either way.

it's not just about forbidden love or love that ends in tragedy or toxic obsessive love or enemies to lovers.

it's also NOT about the redeeming power of love.

it's about how two of the foulest, most inhumane, sadistic people in the world can still love because no one can fully reject their humanity, and there is beauty in obliteration, there is comfort in watching wretched people destroy one another without realizing they were even doing it.

most heroes are saved by embracing love. most villains are destroyed by heroes in the end, precisely because they could not embrace love.

you have to be a specific type of little weirdo, to love the idea of flipping the script, and seeing villains embracing love, but that's what destroys them in the end.

so if you don't get it.

that's alright.

I get it.

the appeal exists in the margins of the BG3 fandom, just as the canon relationship exists in the margins of the story.

#durgetash #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #dark urge #enver gortash

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wepsi · 2 years

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Please forgive me for I have sinned-Simeon(smut)

Please check out their art it's so pretty

This was inspired by ch 3-4 of hardcore vanilla (I highly recommend)

Gender neutral reader, dom sadist reader/sub masochistic Simeon

Cw: whipping, masochism, sadism, eating out, masturbation

(Be warned this is pretty kinky, everything is consensual ofc)

Scenario: You weren't sure what was going on either, Simeon asked to come to your room at 2AM and now, he is kneeling in front of you.

"Please forgive me for I have sinned."

"Simeon I'm not sure what you are apologizing for, especially to me."

He blushes and turns his head to the side, averting his gaze while fidgeting with his hands. Oh? What is this, now your curious leaning forward waiting for his next words.

"I've been doing ungodly things while thinking inappropriately about you..."

"Well sex in itself isn't a sin simeon."

"That is true, however lust is."

"Were you LUSTING after me Simeon?"

"..."

Looking down from his face, you see that he is getting a raging hard on. Is he getting off on this? Is Simeon a ..... masochist? Smirking, you step on his cock, making sure not to hurt him but applying a decent amount of pressure. His face flushes deeper, and you heard a small moan almost too quiet to hear.

"Then what is it that you are seeking Simeon coming to my room at such a ungodly hour."

"Please! Punish me for the sins I have committed upon you."

You offer him a hand, which he confusingly took and stood up. You with one hand on his chest back him against the wall.

"H.h..hhh.how are you going to punish me?"

"With this of course, and take off the rest of your clothes."

You slide off his belt, and try it out in your hand, nice and sturdy. You watch in amusement when he shyly strips in front of you, exposing his incredibly toned body, who could not lust after such a beautiful looking man.

"Who said you could look at me? After confessing such sins?"

You take off the stockings you happen to be wearing, which causes him to twitch. You wrap the stockings around his eyes, and definitely saw him inhale harder, what a pervert you chuckle to yourself.

"Turn around and put your hands on the wall, it's punishment time."

He obediently follows like a well trained puppy. You trace your hands on his toned back, it was such a beautiful sight, it would be even prettier with markings. Raising the belt you slash a red mark across his back, earning a half moan half pained noise. He definitely is a masochist, raising the belt again and again you decorate his back with your markings.

Tracing your finger down his back once again like before, though this time through the red marks. Seeing him wince every time your finger entered a red zone, you wondered if he was crying and how cute that would look. Grabbing onto your stocking and pulling him down to you, you whisper into his ear,

"Do you like this?Is this what you wanted Simeon? Just look at your cock, it's practically weeping precum."

You take off the stocking, he turns to you, tears decorating the corners of his eye. He looked so delicious right now you wanted to devour him right this moment, but not yet. You reach around and touch the tip of his cock, which made him hiss.

"Do you imagine me doing this to you? What else do you think of hmm?"

"Show me how you please yourself while thinking of me."

You wrap the belt around his neck in a makeshift collar, and lead him to the spot he previously was in front of your bed.

"Kneel."

Obeying (get it?) once again, Simeon kneels but looks a little flustered, hands hesitate to be demonstrating such a lewd image to you.

"Come on, don't keep me waiting now that you've come to repent your sins."

Simeon keeps his eyes fixed on the floor, not daring to look at you. His hand wraps around his cock that is probably so hard it hurts now. From his movements he definitely has done this many times now. You observe intensely, your hand snaking down to your own sex. How could you not get turned on, the hottest angel was masturbating in front of you, and whats more he's moaning your name. How lewd.

Collecting your own fluids, you walk up to Simeon. At this point he was frantically trying to chase his own high. With your other hand you grab onto his neck and force him to look you in the eye, shoving your fingers in his mouth. He eagerly sucks at them, cherishing your flavors he instantly cums.

"What a pervert, so desperate for your own release? What about me?"

You walk back to the bed to sit, and open your legs inviting him. He frantically comes forward, and takes off your panties. Worshiping your sex he begins pleasing you with his mouth and hands, though lacking in experience he definitely did not lack in in enthusiasm. Hungrily devouring every part of you, already turned on by the whole situation you were already close. Grabbing onto his hair and pulling his face closer you cream all over his face, which he made sure to consume every drop like holy water.

Patting the bed for him to join you, you begin applying ointment to his marks. Simeon could've healed it with magic, but having you touch him was much more desirable. Turning around to give you a shy smile he said,

"you're my favorite sin~"

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shewrites444 · 1 year

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for me [switch! xavier thorpe x reader]

[ hi besties, here is a short but detailed one shot. please let me know what you think of these kinds of fics, i know i tend to write more but i have been super busy, so i still hope you enjoy! (づ ᴗ _ᴗ)づ♡ ]

word count - 1.3k

[summary: the reader teases her boyfriend xavier when she comes to his dorm one night.]

[warnings: sinful amount of detail when it comes to female worship, teasing, breeding kink, and dirty talk]

xavier's hands wrapped around my waist as i spread my thighs across his lap, my body pressing closely against his while we staddle each other, his back lightly pressing against the headboard of his bed as his eyes glued to my now exposed chest, which was already stimulated enough from the cold air blowing through the room due to the large dorm fan above us. i trailed my hands to cup his cheeks, lifting his gaze up to meet my own. his eyes were wide, but hung low with purple eyebags, as if he was already drained from the amount of lustful stimulation i was bringing towards his needy body.

he leaned himself up to press his lips against my own, gently adjusting his grip on my back with his left palm before reaching his free hand over to cup my breast, breathing heavily into my mouth while his fingertips lightly rubbed my nipple's cold bud, twisting at the skin while he bit my bottom lip, sighing heavily through his nostrils.

i pull away from his lips with a sadistic grin, tilting my head teasingly before i grab his hand and set it on the bed, causing my breast to bounce back into it's resting place as he loses grip on my skin.

xavier sighs in frustration before looking up to meet my eyes, chewing his top lip while he continues to dart between my eyes and my breasts. he shakes his head softly and gulps, the apple on his neck moving with his expression.

"why won't you let me touch you, baby? can i at least please you in some small way?" he asks softly, a confused look on his face.

"trust me, xav, this is pleasurable enough." i grin, beginning to grind my hips against his lower body while he groans in deep frustration at my motives.

he moves both hands to once again hold my waist, watching while my body presses against his own. i give him a moment to process before i stop, pulling myself off of him and reaching over to untie his black sweatpants, helping to slide off the fabric, along with the waistband of the underwear that lied underneath them.

“do you want me to fuck you, hm?” i tease, reaching between us to lightly pull his hard length out of his pants, lightly jerking him off as we meet eyes. “or are you going to sit and watch me edge you until you can’t even sit up straight?”

“oh fuck..” he moaned, rolling his eyes to the back of his head as his back pressed against the headboard. he glanced down, watching his dick as my hand stroked him, his face burning red at my words. “you really want me to beg for it, [y/n]?”

i tilt my head and nod, a grin across my lips. “well, if you don’t, you don’t get anything but this.”

he sat up, reaching over to cup my breast and his other hand cupping the side of my face, as he pulled me closer into a deep kiss. he fondled my nipple, his free hand trailing from my face to my neck, which he held lightly. he looked up to me with pure love and pleasure in his eyes, his mouth hung open as if he didn’t know what to say, considering he was typically the one with the upper hand in this scenario.

“you don’t know how bad i want you, baby.. god, if you could just let me have you on top of me, i know you’d be riding my dick so fucking good..” he coos, pulling me closer to him as my heart begins to beat faster. “you’re just so fucking beautiful, you know i want you to let me inside of your pretty pussy, baby.. i bet you taste so good..”

i chew my bottom lip, slowly pulling my hand off of him before propping myself up on the bed to slide my panties off, laying them on the floor. i lean down before him and slowly spread my legs, my cheeks reddening as his eyes dart to what was between my thighs.

“then taste it, xav.”

he nods, pulling himself up to lean between my legs, his tall, lanky body pressed against the mattress as his arms wrap around my thighs to pull my closer. his lips attach to my pussy, tongue twirling around inside of me while i moan softly, reaching down to hold his head while my other hand slides between my legs to play with my clit.

xavier moans into my pussy, his fingers gripping my skin while he sinks himself deeper inside of me, his nose lightly brushing my finger while i move it away, gasping as he pulls away from my folds and moves his tongue to my clit. his eyes look up to meet my own while i watch his tongue flick against the sensitive bud.

as i feel my climax beginning to build, i move his head away softly and pin him back down on the bed, which he obliged to, now getting between our legs before pushing himself into me while i sat on top. as xavier’s length fills me, i moan loudly, feeling him reach over to hold me by the waist while he begins to suck my breasts.

i bounce on his dick, the bed shaking with my every move while my tits bounce in xavier’s mouth, the room filled with nothing but moans and various other filthy noises. xavier pulls away from my breasts and kisses me, passionately holding my waist and pushing me down, balls deep, on his cock.

“you want me to fill you up, baby?” he whispers in my ear as he kisses my cheek. “let me make you mine, [y/n]. why don��t you let me take control, hm? you look exhausted, sweetheart.”

i roll my eyes, looking over to kiss him once again. “what, you don’t like me in control, xav?”

“i never said that, baby.” he smiles, brushing my hair out of my face. “just let me please you.”

“you can do that by being quiet.” i snap back with a smirk, pushing him back down on the bed before lacing our fingers together, restraining him against the bed.

i begin to ride his dick once again, our skin slapping together as i move, looking down to watch him as his eyes closed, but his mouth remained open, only filled with moans while i hovered above him.

i grin, releasing my grip from his hands before adjusting myself onto my feet, before i began to bounce on his cock, one hand moving to rub my clit, as that familiar knot of pleasure began to run through my stomach.

“you gonna finish soon, xav?” i tease, watching his eyes open as he watches me move up and down. “you gonna come all in my pussy, baby? i bet you wanna claim me so fucking bad.. you wanna know i’m yours, huh?”

he grins, sitting up on his elbows while he watches my body move on him, beginning to thrust up, which only causes more noise in the room. the only thing i was focused on was the moans that rose from his pinkly tinted lips, and the way his entire body tightened as he reached his climax seconds after.

i pull myself off of him, leaning over to kiss him softly as i lay aside him. my legs wrap around his own, and his hands wrap around my waist before pecking my forehead.

“you’ve always been mine.” he smirked, watching as i ran my fingertips through his hair. “no one else’s.”

“so vain about it, huh.” i tease, feeling his heated palms press against my bare waist. “why don’t you reassure yourself of that claim by getting on top of me.”

“oh really?” xavier blushes, lightly pushing his legs off of me before crawling on top of my figure. “let’s see how much more of me you can take, baby.”

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