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compact-turtle · 1 month

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I'll listen to you next time. Okay? ~

Concept: Yandere Space Explorer x Gn Reader: Spicy Edition

Summary: Orion ignores your pleas to stay home and decides to follow you into the jungle.

TW: NS//FW, finger/ing, dub-con?, biting, general yandere stuff, riding, just being horny yk

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Note: I'm like a thousand followers late but here's the first part of the thousand (now 2 thousand?!?!) follower celebration I promised!! I plan on breaking it up into 3 different posts for each character. First will be Orion, then Ivar and Atticus last!

Entry Date XX-XX-XXX Y/n has begun hoarding large amounts of food lately. No preference for food in the pile with the exception of Aishi flowers. Behavior lately has been erratic. Body language suggests uneasiness and anxiety. They’ve instructed me to stay in the hut for a few days while they leave on a journey. They brought all the Aishi flowers with them along with half the food pile. In order to understand their behavior, I am choosing to ignore their request and will follow them. I have-

"Oh fuck” Orion whispered as he finally noticed how lifeless the jungle had suddenly become.

He was utterly absorbed in finishing his journal entry, neglecting to watch his surroundings despite your repeated warnings. Orion couldn't determine how long the forest had been silent.

He quietly packed up his items, his heart pounding and his breath quickening.

It's fine. You were pretty close. You were just a few hundred feet inside a nearby cave that he'd tracked you down to.

Keep calm. Orion reminded himself multiple times as his feet picked up the pace. His eyes caught a glimpse of something purple stalking him.

No more calm.

Orion booked it. He clutched his satchel tightly while weaving through the jungle. Roots nearly tripped him. The jungle began to blur into a confusing tapestry of blue, green, and every other color.

Suddenly, he was pinned to the ground. Its sharp teeth flashed, and a disgusting smell wafted into his nose.

"GET OFF ME" Orion yelled as he attempted to kick the beast off him.

The kick did very little to harm it. At most, he probably annoyed the creature. The beast growled and opened its mouth wider.

Something pushed the giant beast off him just as it was about to take a bite. The beast staggered back in shock. A large howl escaped the beast.

You jumped on top of it with a blade in your head. You quickly shoved your blade into the side of the beast. Cries of pain echoed from it as he watched you take the knife out of its neck. It shook you off its back, and you fell onto the ground. Quickly, it ran into the jungle.

"WHY YOU HERE? SUPPOSED TO STAY HOME!" You screamed at him. Your body was sluggish as it dragged itself off the ground.

"I wanted to make sure you were doing okay! You've been acting so weird lately and-."

"Go home. Now."

Without looking back, you slowly walked into a nearby cave. Orion tip-toed behind you into the cave, trying not to upset you any further. A makeshift leaf curtain door covered the entrance. The cave was small and had a dead end. A pile of aishi flowers was littered around with a musk smell.

You immediately collapsed onto the flower when you walked in. Your body giving up as it pushed itself past the limit. Orion rushed over to you. At first, he assumed you were injured in the fight with the predator.

His eyes darted in surprise when he realized you were bare. He pulled you into his arms with your back facing him. Sweat dripped down your forehead as you buried yourself in his arms. It took Orion a few seconds to understand what was wrong with you. A small smile snaked itself way onto his lips.

"I'm so sorry, Y/n. I didn't know it was your heat and mating season! You should've said something to me. I would've helped you. "Orion said sweetly as he traced his finger down your back. You gave a soft mew and shuddered underneath his touch.

"Nooo. Give me flowers. I eat." You cried, trying to fight him. "I need it!"

Orion reached over and gently fed you a flower. Your body began to cool down, and your mews died down. The sensitivity is fading away. A look of soberness slowly leaked into your eyes.

Hm. No wonder you were collecting these so much. They were meant to suppress your heat. Still, you didn't need the flowers now that he was here to assist you. He snatched the flower from your hand. You whined as he took it away.

Orion resumed teasing your body. His finger stopped at the base of your tail. He wrapped his fingers around it, following its length until the tip. He marveled at the flexibility of your tail as it wrapped around his arm in pleasure. The fur underneath his skin was soft like the blankets in your room.

When his fingers reached the end, he circled them around it and toyed with it. Tiny trembles reverberated through your body. You began to pant more. Drool slipped over the side of your mouth, and a flushed color began to paint your skin.

"Does it feel good? Am I a good boy helping you?"

"Nooooo. Stop. No touch," You babble incoherently.

"Hm? It doesn't feel good here. I'm so sorry. Let me try somewhere else." Orion apologized teasingly while he nibbled on your ear.

His finger began to trail down lower from your tail. Gently, he pried your legs apart. He slowly slipped his finger inside you. You writhed when Orion pushed it in. Your tail curled up, and your eyes glazed over in pleasure.

Your hole was wet as it ached for him. It wrapped around his finger as he pushed in and out of it. Wet slick coating the entire finger. The sensation of your hole was exhilarating with the pressure around it as he added another finger. As his fingers curved inside you, the feeling intensified around him. He shivered in bliss as your back arched, trying to make the fingers go in deeper.

Your voice echoed through the cave. He listened as you mewed out small chirps and cries. He adjusted your head and began to suck on your tongue. Greedily, he relished the taste of your mouth. The taste of your mouth was so sweet, like honey. It brought him pure bliss, and he was almost ready to explode.

His cock ached and was sore inside his pants. He began to grind on your back, desperate for release. He lapped at your tounge and it felt like he'd drank ambrosia from the gods. Every drop dripped from his mouth straight into his very essence. He couldn't take it anymore as he rubbed himself into your back.

Suddenly, you ripped your lips off of him. A throbbed headache resounded as you pushed him on the floor. His fingers leave your tight hole.

He watched you get on top of him. You sat on top of him, and your tail pinned his hands to the ground. You tore off his pants. His cock managed to spring free. He moaned as you tried to sit down on him. Your body desperately tries to take his entire length. You shifted and shuffled in various directions, trying to make it fit.

Finally, your walls managed to take him in. You slicked up his dick with your nectar and pushed it inside yourself deeper. He groaned at how tight you were inside. It almost felt suffocating. Still, he adored the way you devoured him, and was still ravenous for more.

"Can I finish inside you? Please, please, please, let me," Orion begged as you moved your hips, "You feel too good. I'll do whatever you want. Just let me finish in you."

"No. Ri, not listen to me. Bad boy today." You said through gasps.

You leaned down and bit his neck as punishment for even asking that. Something in him broke. He knew it was too soon. You just put it inside, and he wanted to fill you up.

He tried to listen and hold back. However, the image of you full of him pushed him over the edge. Your belly filled with him to the brim. Your sweet slick mixed with his salty seed. Your delicate skin is stained with his dirty white liquid. Afterward, you'd lift yourself up and spill the extra fluid your hole couldn't contain.

A slight whine escaped your lips as Orion made his fantasy a reality. He painted your walls white and moaned as you took it all in. He couldn't help it. Listening to you call him a bad boy while riding him was too much.

"I'm sorry for not listening to you today. Let's do it again, and I'll listen to you this time. Okay?"

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darling-zain · 10 months

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✮ ↳ The Show Must Go On ↰

♡ yandere! actor x gn reader♡

tw/cw: slight obsession, nothing too detailed

authors notes: first work and i wrote this in one sitting...it's okay we're fine ♥ also i may have based him off of myself and i will probably do that with a lot of my ocs! my bad i'm just a theater kid who likes to write

➼ yandere! Actor who first only knew you as one of the stagehands, always flitting back and forth behind the curtains.

➼ yandere! Actor who didn't even know your name until you got promoted to prop manager.

➼ yandere! Actor who never knew how every character that he played fell in love with someone at first glance, but as soon as you walked onto the stage and started giving out your orders, it was like the heavens had shone their light upon you and you only.

➼ yandere! Actor who was infatuated with everything about you. Your responsibility, your assured nature, the way you'd sternly correct him when he messed up his lines because he "should be reading off his script, not off my face".

➼ yandere! Actor who was always on top of his game, one of the best actors in his region, yet when you looked at him with your concentrated eyes it was like he was a rookie again.

➼ yandere! Actor who would be stuttering and tripping over his words on purpose just to get you to come up and read it with him, your warm body so close to his that he could almost taste the perfume you were wearing.

➼ yandere! Actor whose heart raced whenever you praised him, even a simple "good work today" would give him butterflies.

➼ yandere! Actor who knew that opening night was approaching, so he worked day and night to memorize his lines. The excited smile on your face when he was able to perform the whole dress rehearsal without flaw was something he'd never forget.

➼ yandere! Actor who, standing behind the curtain on the first day of their showing, suddenly started to shake. He's been in the industry so long that he forgot what it's like to have pre-show anxiety, and he doesn't even know how to deal with it. Suddenly, a warm hand is put on his shoulder.

"You're shaking." You point out, turning him around to face you. "Why? Are you feeling alright?" You place the back of your hand on his forehead to feel his temperature. "You're not warm, so you're not sick..." You think about it for a second, looking him in the eyes with a warm smile. "Are you...nervous?"

Aurelian doesn't speak, instead, he just nods. He's ashamed of you having to see him like this, the Aurelian Yavuz, getting jitters right before the opening night of one of his most popular shows.

"Hey, look at me." Your voice is soft, yet commanding, forcing him to look into your assuring eyes. You place both your hands on his shoulders, gripping them firmly to help ground him.

"You've done this show countless times before, and we've read the script together so many times that it should be burned into your brain by now." He laughs slightly, a sign that your motivation is working.

"You're one of the best actors I've ever worked with, and one of the most dedicated as well. You've spent so many hours reading, fixing, and editing this performance so that it's just right and absolutely nothing could go wrong. Am I correct?"

He nods again, making you click your tongue.

"Use your words. Am I correct, yes or no?" Your firm tone makes it hard for him to disobey, especially when you look at him with those fierce eyes.

He gulps, taking a deep breath before responding.

"Yes, you're correct. I've done so much to make sure that this show is perfect, so I have no reason to be nervous." He stands up straighter and walks backstage, adjusting his costume in the mirror. "Plus, I know that you'll be watching, so everything will be okay~." He winks at you from the mirror, making you chuckle.

"Exactly. We behind the curtain will be making sure that everything goes smoothly, so all you have to do is go out there and do what you do best." The lights start to dim as the audience applauds. You pat him on the back and adjust his collar for him.

"The stage is yours, Auri." you nod at him as he takes a deep breath, walking out onto the large wooden stage to loud cheering. His voice booms through the stage, and soon enough, the show is over. The cast takes their final standing bow and walks back to their dressing rooms. Aurelius makes a beeline for the lighting booth where you are usually sitting; he bursts through the door backstage, only to find your seat empty.

"What...?" he looks around for any trace of you, but it's like you've disappeared. He takes a seat in your chair and waits for what seemed like hours to him because of how tired he was. 15 minutes after the show ends, he hears your voice from outside the door. he gets up to open the door, but as soon as he does, the door opens with a creak. There you are, standing in the doorway with a coffee in one hand and your bag in the other, looking up at him surprised.

"Auri, why haven't you changed? Everyone's already leaving, you should go too-"

"You weren't watching." He cuts you off, looking at you with cold, dead eyes.

You look at him confused, setting your bag down on the floor. "What are you-"

"Why weren't you watching?"

#zain>>works #yandere writing #tw yandere #yandere blog #yandere #yandere x you #soft yandere #oc x reader #god i think i blanked out writing this #it's now half past one in the morning #i can't remember how i got here #all i remember is having an idea and needing to write it immediately #it's fine it's okay #we ball #anyway this is my first work i hope yall weren't expecting much

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yxami · 10 months

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Aaaaa I’ve been having too many ideas for nsfw stuff, I didn’t mean to write so much with this one but oh well

Imagine you’re at a party with your best friend, he’s always been there through thick and thin, maybe you do have feelings for him but you’ve never once spoken up about them or even hinted at it other than a few goofy smiles on your face every-time he complimented on how you looked.

It’s impossible to even try to speak up! Especially with his bitchy girlfriend who seemed to have it out for you since day one, even though you’ve never given her any reason to worry.

That’s why you tried distancing yourself, well, tried to.

Here he was, bringing you to a party and insisting the two of you had to go and hang! You haven’t accepted any of his offers in weeks..! He was practically dying to just pop up in your house and force a hangout. The two of you were always so close after all!

So you caved, following him around in a party, it wasn’t even your environment but you decided that you weren’t going to be grumpy. You shouldn’t have completely shut him out anyways.

You held onto his hand as he led you through the busy crowds of young adults, many with red cups that must be containing strong alcohol, that would be the only reason why so many pairs of strangers were shamelessly making out.

He took you to an empty room, wanting privacy to have a chat even though a house party was hardly appropriate for a serious conversation. He just wanted to see if you were doing okay before getting drunk.

“So? Why have you been ignoring my calls and texts?” He pouted, closing and locking the door, you were glad the house had many rooms to hide in but now this didn’t seem like a thing to be glad about.

“cause.. y’know?” You looked up at him as you sat on the bed, hoping he wouldn’t make you verbally say it, his disapproving look just made you mirror his slight frown before sighing. “Cause, your girlfriend. She doesn’t like me y’know? I dunno why..” You declared your innocence.

Even though your guilty conscious told you that she had reason even if she had no proof or sights of it. You liked him. You had a big fat crush on him.

“What? Is she being a bitch to you? I’ll break up with her if she is” He let out a sigh of relief, he thought he did something majorly wrong, he was glad that it wasn’t something bad. He could get rid of his girlfriend in the matter of seconds if you so asked.

Only reason he got with her was because he needed to distract himself from his growing obsession with you. It was to the point where he wanted to be with you, every moment in each day. He couldn’t get enough of the time the two of you spent together. He became greedier and greedier with each week passing.

It started around 2 years ago and it was probably unhealthy, but he couldn’t stop himself so he decided on distracting himself instead of addressing his feelings.

“Nono, you don’t have to do that. I don’t want to get in-between the two of you” You had a worried look on your face, you didn’t want him to ruin his happiness just for yours. He was a devoted best-friend but to do that to himself and his relationship was being too loyal.

His blissful personality and morals was probably what made you like him so much in the first place.

“You’re not getting in between anything, honestly she’s been such a jealous bitch with everybody, I should’ve known she would try something with you” His fists clenched then relaxed, leaning in to reach for your face.

“I really care about you..” He held the side of your face, speaking like a lovesick boyfriend, it caused your face to heat up, he obviously didn’t mean it that way! Stop blushing stop blushing! Please stop!

He smiled when he saw how flustered you looked, finding some amusement out of such a serious talk.

“Why are you so red? Are you gonna finally confess your feelings for me?” He giggled, his teasing tone dancing around like nothing mattered other than you.

“Shut up!” You practically whined out.

“I just.. didn’t expect you to say that” You pushed his face from being so close to yours, turning to deflect the increasing tension. You really didn’t predict him to catch you off guard enough to tease even further.

“Awe, cmon lemme see that face of yours” He cooed, leaning towards you to see how you looked. You slightly pushed him with a playful laugh escaping your lips but he was determined to see the beautiful look on your face. The two of you pushed and pulled until a slip of the arm cause you to fall back with him on top of you.

Your chest rose up quickly and then slowly back down. He almost mimicked your quick breathing. He grinned at how you looked under him, needing no words to fluster you any further.

“Stop teasing me so much, you know it works everytime” You mumbled, looking away. He softly turned your face to view his, practically begging with his eyes for something you knew you wanted as well.

The way your eyes darted to scan his face before closing your eyes and pulling him towards you only excited him to greater lengths. He cupped the side of your face while he pushed his lips against yours, the heat between the two of you growing more and more.

Until the two of you gasped for air between each deep kiss shared. He put you in his lap, sitting on the edge of the bed. You leaned towards him, working your tongue inside of his mouth as he did to yours. His arm sneaked around your waist, bringing you close when he needed it. You arched with his touch on you, almost instinctively.

As you fumbled with his belt, he stood up, bringing you to the soft carpet as he helped undo his belt, you sat on your heels before shifting your weight on your knees, looking up at him with nervous eyes at his boxers showing his obvious erection.

“You don’t have to if you don’t wanna, I don’t want to do anything you wouldn’t be okay with” He pat your head, soothing the nerves you had, it practically seemed impossible not to. You loved him way too much to stop.

“I want to” You mumbled, feeling a little shy but slid down his boxers to reveal his cock. “I want to do this with you” You clarified, his cock pressing against your cheek as you rubbed it up and down with your hand.

He wanted to melt at the sight of how cute you looked, looking up at him, your puppy dog eyes filled with love and anticipation. He could die happy if he saw this view everyday.

You continued the forward and back movement as you tightened your grip, gaining the courage to lick his tip, he seemed to relish the feeling but the sensitivity made him look away with lustful blush on his face. He covered his heated face with the back of his hand, looking down at you with a shaky smile.

You knocked the breath out of his lungs when you put him inside your mouth, whimpering against the size that almost suffocated you for a second before you relaxed and started sucking him. He felt like his self control was slipping through his hands like sand. There was no way he could survive tonight without fucking you until all you could say was his name, and his only.

“Please don’t make that face” He whimpered out, trying to stop himself from thrusting forward into that sweet warm mouth of yours. “It’s too much, you’re gonna make me lose it” His large veiny hand brushed through the hair on the top of your head.

A muffled giggle escaped your mouth, your lips still wrapped around his cock as you sucked and licked every area you could. Even though it just started he could feel his thighs become jello already. He softly thrusted himself inside, trying to be as gentle as he could with his patience. He's had enough trouble over the years trying to keep himself from obsessing over you like the last drop of water in a desert.

“Fuck I love you, I can’t get enough of you” He groaned under his breath, feeling your throat tighten around his cock, he can’t even imagine the feeling of your hole doing the exact thing but suffocate him even more than now. He could feel himself losing it as your tongue still moved around to lick every spot you could reach.

His grip on your hair tightened, thrusting becoming more insistent. You pressed your hands against his thighs as you tried focusing on taking every inch available. He cooed sweet compliments as you moaned with his cock sliding against your cute little pink tongue.

“You look so pretty, so good, can you feel my dick twitching against your tongue? How I grasp onto your hair while I fuck your mouth. God.. you’re so good” He rambled, trying to praise you while the pleasure overwhelmed him.

He attempted to shove his cock as deep as possible, letting you salivate over the feeling of him using your mouth until his cock trembled for the last time against your tongue just to fill your senses of his cum. You could taste it, smell it, feel it. It was addicting how bittersweet it tasted.

You coughed once he slipped out of your mouth, swallowing his seed before he brought you up into his lap, sitting on the soft bed draped with blue sheets.

“You’re amazing baby, I’d do more with you but I don’t want your first time be here. When we get home I’ll fuck you so good you won’t be able to walk tomorrow” He was already hard thinking about all the positions he could put you in.

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silent-browser · 11 months

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*sigh* oh the tragic romance of a merfolk x human story. Neither can be with the other without giving up something important. Usually fins for legs. Also usually their entire family to simply love and exist with this person in a different biosphere. Rarely legs for fins if we wanna go a reverse little mermaid here.

But what if it was different. And no one had to give everything up. And maybe yandere. With a bit of soulmate shenanigans thrown in for flavor.

Imagine if you will, a walk on an empty beach. Headphones in, listening to your favorite song and sining along. Kicking up sand and the smell of the ocean air. Just minding your own business and having a good time by yourself.

Or so you think. Because not far from where you are walking a single quiet audience member hides behind some rocks, wondering why your song, your human song, sounds so similar to their soul song.

The song that they would normally perform for other merfolk in hopes of attracting their perfect life partner. But they had never garnered any attention for it.

So how did you, a weak and squishy human get them so immediately. No creature had ever been so close to repeating his own soul song back to him. And with your own little twist too. Human words and slightly different notes in his soul song. Your song. Our song. He soon found himself refering to it in his mind.

It takes a while of them impatiently waiting for your return and slowly learning your 'walks on the beach' schedule for them to finally make their move.

On the day that changed the rest of your life, you were simply walking along and humming softly to your favorite song once again when you heard the most fantastic voice start to follow along the melody with you. They matched your tone and moved their voice in such a way that it felt like an instant musical connection.

They were worried that you would stop and run away when they started but tried not to let that fear taint their song. If you ran further inland they would have a very hard time following you. Not impossible but certainly difficult. So they took your continued humming as a good sign and continued.

They began to dribble their emotions into the notes. The lonelyness. The fear of an uncaring ocean. The rush of affection they felt when they first heard you singing. The need to see you. Hold you.

Slowly, what started out as a dribble became a riptide of intense emotions they never knew they were capable of feeling. Longing. Jealousy. Want and need so powerful he felt like he would wear out his voice singing it all. By the time he stopped he was mortified that he put all of that on you. And before the first courting gift too! He suddenly felt awful. He gutted his soul when he never ment to and you weren't even singing anymore. What if you didn't want them? What if it was all too much for you? What if you left and never came back!?

You were stunned. Breathless. The emotion. The raw intensity. No words were ever sang and yet the song resonated in the very depths of your being. You felt intimidated to ever even think of humming ever again after that impromptu masterpiece. You wanted to respond but couldn't find the words to, much less the notes like they had. So you instead made your way to the shore where the music seemed to come from and searched. Looking for this person who simultaneously swept you off your feet and explained their life story in one song with no words.

Two star crossed lovers. Separated by the sea. One filled with obsession. The other with curiousity. Both wish desperately to meet and yet both are not quite ready. How strange that love can both bind and seperate. How strange indeed.

Idk where to go with this so no continuations for this one unless I suddenly get inspired. Also the end feels really jarring to me. Mostly because I originally intended for this to continue but I couldn't come up with anything so I just cut it lose. I hope you like it none the less.

#soft yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #merfolk #merfolk x reader #yandere merfolk #yandere merman #merman x reader #came up with the idea while listening to shinunoga E-wa #siren bullshittery #siren x reader #male siren x reader #yandere siren x reader #yandere siren #soulmates #but through song #because siren #gn reader #siren switchs between he/him and they/them so often

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chiikasevennn · 7 days

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I saw a post where it said people gotta realize Sung Jinwoo's yandere potential and they were so right HAHAHAHA

#solo leveling #solo leveling x reader #sung jinwoo x reader #sung jin woo x reader #ideas #pls i need him #i bet bro is a soft yandere

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weirdthinkingdragon · 4 months

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Not Over Boundaries

A little thing that I wrote rather self-indulgent

Yandere male x rather touch starved gn reader

warnings: yandere has longer hair, mentions of killing others, overall just rather fluffy

Finally, finally he's able to relax with just you and no worries about you having to be with anyone or go anywhere. you're both laying on the couch and he's laying on top of you for the first time, his head pressed as far on your chest as he can get it. He doesn't care if he's barely able to breathe. Just shows him more that he's finally got what he's wanted for so long. You.

His arms are wrapped around you comfortably tight to the both of you. His face is almost uncomfortable how it's pressed so far onto your chest, yet you don't mind. The guaranteed contact warms the inside of your chest and the fluttering in your stomach just won't leave. This type of contact you've either never gotten or had to have been extremely young and not remember it.

Looking down shows his hair draping over his back, giving you the urge to run your hands through it. Your hand follows the impulsive thought and you almost make contact onto his head before you manage to stop yourself.

Would... would it be going too far over boundaries if you did that? "Could I ask something?"

"Mhm?" You have his attention. You always do.

"Would it uh, be too far if I ran my hand through your hair?"

He freezes, trying to register such a ridiculous question.

He would look at you dumbfounded if he could. He's the one lying on top of you, his face in your chest, and you?

You're really asking if you're going to far with just combing your hands through his hair? For the sake of his sanity, please do!

He didn't kill those pests for no reason. Throw that one person off the bridge or that other off the roof, or even that stupid one that dared try to kidnap you for something he'd rather not think about for. He made sure their death was especially painful. He wants you. Everything of you.

He moves his face to the crevice of your your neck instead, taking a deep breath in to burn your smell even further into his brain. He then lifts his chin to rest on it. He knows you way too well already to know what to say, and what not to say. So although he wants to admonish you for ever having such a worry , he'll stick to what makes you happiest instead.

"Not at all. I'd love it if you would. Now and whenever you want. Even if we're in public, don't be afraid to do so. Just shows more you're mine, and I'm forever fully devoted to being yours."

You don't fully understand the strength and meaning behind his words now, and might not ever, but he's fine with that. As long as you know the very surface of it and will always be with him. He also may not or may have played into your obsession of hair by finding the best hair products to make his softer just for you.

You run your hands through his hair, surprised how incredibly soft it is.

Your touch feels so nice in his hair he wishes he could permanently keep it there. You'll have to stop eventually, but he really does hope you do it often. Especially in public. If anyone is grossed out or whatever else he doesn't care about with them, that's their problem.

#yandere x reader #x reader #yandere x you #yandere idea #yandere male x you #yandere male #yandere male oc #yandere oc #yandere man #yandere #soft yandere

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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Quick concept for kid-core not so imaginary friend Yan because I'm crying in the club rn-

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Life is hard when you're stepping out into the world. Sometimes you're expect you to let go of things who built you into the person you are as if in just one day, week, or year you're a different person who didn't spend their entire life with them. Certain people complain on and on about how adults shouldn't go to amusement parks if they don't have kids, when those places are meant for people of all ages to enjoy regardless of your life choices. Sometimes you can do both. Sometimes you need both. Sometimes you just need to make a doctor's appointment while wearing that one goofy accessory you didn't have the means to obtain back then - and you aren't alone.

"I found a channel playing reruns of your favorite show!.... Huh? So what if it was your favorite when you were younger - it still made you happy, right?

"Hey, Hey. Remember that one snack you loved they stopped making? Guess who found a recipe they're 110% positive will be exactly like you remembered?"

"What? Goin' out by yourself today? Sure I can't come? Nobody will see me.... Awe~ Least lemme give you a big kiss before you leave. Promise you won't forget about me and run off? I'll findya if you do.... Just kiddin' haha"

With them, you live in both words. They remind you of important dates and slab a sticker on your cheek in the same breath for a job well done. They smell like something you forgot long ago, and while you may never piece where it's from - you remember it fondly. They encourage you to try out that hairstyle you always thought you'd rock as a kid, and make wigs for you to rest before the big leap if you're afraid. They give you the push you need sometimes, and are ready to catch you if you fall with a warm blanket in their arms. Any negativities around you are swiftly cut out of the picture and buried. Regardless of what or who they are.

All they ever ask of you - is that you remember they're only a figment of your imagination. The food and smiles you share, their embrace - all your mind and body's s creation. It hurts everytime they remind you. It hurts them too, but that pain is a necessary evil.

After all, an imaginary friend can't possibly be responsible for the report on the news.... Isn't that your old boss?

"That's enough tv for one night, don't cha think? Why don't we go find a pretty color to paint your room and make matching bracelets?"

#yandere oc #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere blurb #yandere insert #yandere concept #yandere ideas #yandere x y/n #soft yandere

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the-white-void · 1 year

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WARNING:this may contain derealization, body horror, dehumanizing, yandere themes and etc.

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The Ruler of Teyvat was seen as the pinnacle of perfection, the God of Gods, to the land above, their divine and unparalleled monarch and to Teyvat itself

Their one and only Master

But their God was unhappy, not because of their people, not because of their followers on the land above, it was because of Teyvat

They were very very clingy, possessive, threatening, violent and brutal towards anyone that comes near them, but when it’s just them they would give everything to them, anything they would ask would be done no matter what it is but as long as it wasn’t leaving them alone.

The only thing the God could think to do to escape them was to leave Teyvat, so they asked the only one that could take them was… $@&#&¥.

They asked, pleaded, begged and cried on their feet no matter what it takes for her to take them, overwhelmed with pity she took her soul and passed to another world for another God to look after so she doesn’t experience it again

Teyvat was devastated of what happened to their master but no matter their soul still exist somewhere they just need to bring it here and put it back to their body, that is all they need to bring you them back

Another day of work finished now to get some stuff for Yae Miko, you lay back on you chair and pull out your phone to play Genshin but when you opened it you spawned in a completely different area, you were exploring Enkanomiya and suddenly back in windrise and with only the Traveler in your party but the weirdest thing was a character you were unaware that exists was in front of you but instead of referring to the Traveler they were referring to you.

“That was freaky, is this some new story quest or something”

“A story quest? I don’t know what that is but let’s just say it could be”

“Huh”

“Ahah, your as cute as ever darling”

That NPC giggled and they looked at you straight in the eyes before letting out an unsettling smile, a big flash covered your eyes along with an ear shattering ring in your ears.

You woke up in a very unfamiliar yet familiar place and saw that same character by your side.

“Welcome back, Master”

They were the first to greet you with a somewhat dissatisfied and welcoming look, you could barely the dissatisfaction in their face but they looked very happy for some reason, wait did they call you master.

They hugged you and it somewhat felt familiar but you never met this person let alone remember anything about them

“I’m sorry, you might have gotten the wrong person”

You gently pushed them off and walked away but they grabbed your arm in a firm yet gentle grasp and looked you in the eyes

“No, you are definitely the right person, your soul, you warm and kind heart, your loving gaze, no one else would have it but you”

You had no idea what she was talking about, was this your distant relative or something? Was she describing you like your great great grandma cause you had no clue who and what she was talking about and you only gave them a weird face.

You were interrupted by a stampede of multiple gods coming your way but only three stood out most to you, Morax, Baal and Beelzebuth. They all bowed down to you, Osail and Morax fighting over who gets to do the introductions while Guizhong giggled at their little quarrel.

Mystery character gave them a piercing glare telling them to stop and they obeyed like puppies after getting spanked, Guizhong stood up to make the introductions but you were just wondering how you got here and how these characters are here and who is this mysterious character.

“Master after more than decade it is a pleasure to see you here again, you may look slightly different from before but I can assure you my one and only Master, that you will be safe and sound as long as you don’t leave me again”

“I really think you have the wrong person”

“Nonsense, there is no one else in the universe that has the same bond as ours, so I know you are in there somewhere” don’t leave me, not again

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You were carried into a palace from the land above, you were treated like you could break at any minute but you were already breaking, no one would tell what was going on and Teyvat just clinging by your side and by their careful watch you stood frozen still, along with everything around you.

“Teyvat tell me, why did you bring me back here”

“You belong here unlike the brink of stone on earth, your soul was made along with mine so without you I don’t know what I could live for”

“What if I don’t want to, what if I liked living on that brink of stone, what if I wanted some time without you”

“YOU WERE GONE FOR OVER A DECADE AND YOU STILL WANT SOME TIME WITHOUT ME!!’ no don’t leave me again

"You lived for eons, what difference does that make?”

“EVERYTHING! I can’t live without your by my side” without you I’m nothing

You woke up from that dream and found Teyvat also woken up but they were crying waterfalls by your bed but whoever said those things to them looked a lot like you yet you never said it to them but…

Teyvat was back to their old quirky yandere self, but you wish it didn’t and started disobeying everything they said and throwing tantrums here and there just to get them to bring you back but Teyvat was more stubborn than that.

“Teyvat I am not whoever this person your looking for, their gone”

“No I’m looking right at them, they look a little different but their still there”

“That’s what you said last time and No I am not your master! Your master left you because you wouldn’t listen to what they wanted, it was always about and what you wanted that is why they left you alone”

“Fine of you won’t be my Master, I’ll make you my master” I’ll make sure you won’t leave me again

When they said that tears ran down their eyes but it sent shivers down your spine so it stuck to your mind what they were gonna do.

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You woke up the next day feeling off and thought of what Teyvat said, it echoed through your head so you decide to play with some children to get it off your mind but on your way there you acolytes looked pretty giddy when you walked down the halls. Your head was getting pretty itchy

While you were playing with children you started to piece things together, so basically you were transported to Teyvat by.. Teyvat but instead of the time when you started playing it was probably more than a thousand years ago as some sort of replacement for Teyvat’s master but who are they, a child pulled you out of your head looking distraught at your head.

“Your Grace, why is your hair very long and it also looks like it’s sparkling”

“… Fack”

“So that is what that bish meant, they were really gonna make me their master, they probably won’t even think of turning me back when it’s done but what if I leave Teyvat again like what their original master did”

“Don’t think that’s going to work a second time darling”

*confused screaming

Teyvat only laughed your attempts of escaping, they knew how you left them last time so they made sure the only way of you leaving them again was stitched away, the one way of meeting $@&#&¥ again was to transcend your soul to her domain so they stitched your soul to your body so it won’t happen again.

The only thing you could do was stay by her side for the rest of eternity.

Everything started out slow, just your hair changing to silver and gold color and growing a lil faster, your eyes turning gold (not the gross yellow fever gold, as in gold gold) they sparkled when you were sitting under the sunlight but then some part of you buddy started getting a little painful, like your sides, your legs, even the top of your teeth, they weren’t over-the-top painful just tickly painful.

It was supposed to be a slow procedure but Teyvat was getting impatient, too impatient so they sped up the process.

On a cold night after a mentally painful day trying to get back to Earth but the acolytes kept you busy you were alone in bed and you wanted some rest.

MasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMaster

The slight pain you’ve been feels for a while grew excruciatingly agonizing by the second, you couldn’t scream in pain since your throat felt like it was being strangled.

Your skeleton grew more bones for your new limbs as per Teyvat’s command, your skin forcefully being stretched by the bones crawling out for them to be free out of your insides, nerves formed covering the muscles for your to control, why have only 1 set of arms when you could have 3.

Your new and old hands were also feeling throbbing pain when nails where trembling when falling off and recovered by a new set of razor-sharp nails to easily tear off any one, why have flimsy soft nails when you can have sharp and hard ones.

While the pain above your teeth were another set of teeth forming waiting to pluck off you current set of teeth and replace them, they were stronger and sharper than those old human teeth, why use those when you have them.

Your legs were enforced with stronger muscles to carry your extra weight, reformed, reforged and stretching your bones to make you look more like them, [___] their Master’s soul.

The pain was unbearable which made you fall off the bed and onto the floor where Teyvat stood In front of you with an eerie smile.

“Finally, after so long I can truly see my Master with the face I once remembered”

They held your shivering body close to help warm you from the freezing night especially with your improved(?) body but you wanted to tear it all apart, shred it to pieces, you wanted it gone and Teyvat knew it all but they can’t let that happen can they? They just got you back and you already want to leave?

StayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStayStay

Your voice distorted to two voices

“No no no no no no no no no!!! I hate you! You made me a monster, back then and now”

Teyvat only chuckled and stood up only to say

“ You can leave this world but no one other than I can look at you and accept you”

You were stuck with them whether you like it or not, you were lucky they didn’t destroy your mind by overbearing it with your old memories, at least not yet

#genshin impact #genshin sagau #genshin x reader #sagau #sagau isekai #sagau idea #soft yandere #teyvat #sentient teyvat #sentient!teyvat au #zhongli #guizhong #baal #eldritch!darling

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promise-in-progress · 1 year

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Some yandere x reader content for a best friend turned yandere story —

I will be using Yan as a shortened form of The Yandere. I tried to only use gender neutral language for both you and the yandere.

// content contains: stalking, social isolation, manipulation, mentions of perversion, jealousy, soft yandere themes

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•~ Neither Yan nor you remember a time without each other. You met as children. You were neighbors and attended the same preschool, so naturally your parents arranged a carpooling system. Yan was painfully quiet as a child and would rarely interact with the other children at preschool. Yet, during those brief car rides to and from school, you would offer to share fruit snacks with Yan or make a funny face to get Yan to laugh. Yan couldn’t help but feel happy around you. Soon enough, you became friends.

•~ The friendship continued into elementary school. By this age you were riding the bus to school everyday, but you two always made sure to sit next to each other towards the back. The other children would be screaming and throwing paper, but Yan and you would always sit calmly and chat with each other. Almost lost in your own little world.

•~ One year, it was announced that students who tested highly in math would be moved to the honors math class next year. Yan was excellent in math and never got below a 90% on a test. You on the other hand… were more of an artist than a mathematician. “You’ll definitely get into the honors math class next year!” You reassured Yan. “It’ll be sad not being in the same class together anymore, but I know you’ll do great!” Oddly enough… Yan did really poorly on the next several math quizzes after that. Ultimately, the school decided to keep Yan in the regular math class next year — the same class that you were put into!

•~ Once in middle school, things started to get more complicated. You wanted to spread your wings and explore more hobbies! You began to sign up for all sorts of clubs and after school activities — though Art Club was the one you were most excited about! It was just an excuse to doodle cute cartoon characters for an hour with other students that had the same hobby! Yan decided to sign up for the same club… which seems odd, since you have never seen Yan draw before? Nor did they show much interest in drawing during the club? You tried to encourage Yan to try out different clubs that they would like more, but they always refused. Besides, they liked being able to spend more time with you after school.

•~ Lunch time was always the worst. Yan was the only friend from elementary school that you had. And unfortunately, you didn’t have the same lunch period as Yan this year. You would awkwardly ask a random table if you could sit with them and then would eat your food quietly while the other students at the table whispered to each other and laughed at inside jokes. One day on the bus ride home, you told Yan about how lonely you felt during lunch time. The next day, you headed to the cafeteria for lunch to find Yan sitting at a table with a bag in their hand. “Aren’t you supposed to be in class right now?” You asked. “I told the teacher that I needed to use the restroom—” they then quickly change the topic by pushing the lunch bag towards you. “Here. This should taste much better than the cafeteria food!” Inside was some of your favorite snacks, plus what looked to be a homemade meal! You didn’t even know that Yan could cook! Yan then stayed and chatted with you through lunch. You kept telling them that the teacher will be mad that they’re skipping class, but Yan always dismissed your concerns. You’re friends. This is what friends do for each other.

•~ Even outside of school, Yan and you spent all your time together. Yan practically lived at your house with how often they slept over. Since you were neighbors, it was easy for them to stop by at a moment’s notice. Whenever you texted them saying that you were feeling down, or stressed, or sad, or any bad feeling really, Yan would always be at your door a minute later with something to gift you. Usually it would be small things like a bag of your favorite chips or a new art supply that you’ve been wanting to try. But it always meant a lot to see them. Your parents would joke that Yan feels like their extra child with how often they’re around. Yan would always laugh along to these jokes.

•~ By high school, you knew you had to get more serious about school. You wanted to go to college, and that meant having a decent GPA and convincing teachers to write you recommendation letters. Yan always offered to help you study, and you often took them up on their offer. Yan was wicked smart. They really should be in honors classes, but they always signed up to take the same courses as you. By this point, you’re so used to spending every hour of the school day with Yan that you’ve stopped questioning why they sign up for your classes. It was just nice having a consistent friend around. Plus, it has been really great having their support. Like when you accidentally wrote down the wrong due date for that 5 page history paper and showed up to class empty handed, but then Yan revealed that they had written an extra paper that you could turn in. They explained that it was a “rough draft” that they had finished writing before deciding to change their writing topic, and thus wrote the second paper with their new idea. It didn’t make a lot of sense to you, but it saved you from having to endure the wrath of Ms. Cruz.

•~ Whenever you and Yan talked about college, they always seemed interested in applying to the same colleges as you. Which was interesting because the two of you wanted to major in completely different fields. Or at least, that’s what you thought. But lately Yan has expressed more interest in studying a field that’s related to yours. They said that hearing you talk about your passions has made them more passionate about that same topic. One late night, you invite Yan to sleepover and you two stay up drinking sodas and watching movies together. The topic of college comes up again, and you throw out the idea that if you two go to the same school then you could probably move off campus and get an apartment together by sophomore year. Yan immediately approves of this idea, and ever since that conversation they’ve been sending you links to various apartment listings around every college you’re applying to.

•~ There were a few people you met back in your middle school Art Club that were now in your same high school classes. You made an effort to sit by them whenever possible, and soon enough you became friends with several of them. Yan was never as talkative with these friends, but he would always hang around you during class, and thus consequently would be near the whole friend group. Your friends would sometimes express concern about how standoffish and rude Yan could be, but you would explain that Yan is just shy around new people and that they’re a total sweetheart once you get to know them. You tried asking Yan to open up more around your new friends, but Yan would always change the subject whenever you brought it up. Occasionally Yan would make a comment about how your new friends weren’t nearly as studious as you and Yan hoped they weren’t distracting you from getting into college.

•~ There was one person in your new friend group who was different from the rest. From the moment you met them back in middle school Art Club, you thought they were attractive. And then in high school, the two of you were assigned the same lunch period. You began eating lunch with them everyday, and suddenly lunch was your favorite part of the school day. Yan would still sometimes show up during your lunch period to bring homemade food to you, which you still greatly appreciated, but you also let Yan know that they really didn’t need to do that anymore. It’s a kind gesture, but you weren’t lonely during lunch anymore with your new friend there and the cafeteria food didn’t bother you as much anymore. Yet, after telling them this, Yan actually started showing up during your lunch time even more.

•~ Eventually, you and your new friend start to date. You couldn’t believe it at first. This person was attractive, funny, kind, talented, and every other wonderful thing you could want in a partner. You have never felt so excited to talk to someone. And every time you walk down the school hallway holding their hand, you feel like royalty. Of course… it wasn’t all great. When you first told Yan about your new significant other, they didn’t say much. In fact, they stared at you intensely for a moment. Almost like they were waiting for you to say sike and tell them that it was a joke. But you didn’t. And Yan’s face conveyed an emotion that you’ve never seen in them before. “Just be careful,” was all Yan said. “I don’t trust them one bit, and I don’t want you getting hurt.” You were hurt that your best friend didn’t approve of your partner… You begged Yan to give your partner a chance and try to get to know them. But every time Yan was around your partner, they would spend the entire time either ignoring them or glaring at them.

•~ Eventually, you managed to convince Yan to let your partner join one of your study sessions. All three of you are in the same history class, so it made sense to work together. The study session was at your house, and the three of you sat around your bedroom studying. For the first time, Yan seemed completely at ease around your partner and you were so excited to see them finally getting along. Until Yan turned to your partner and asked, “hey, do you have the worksheet that Ms. Cruz handed out last Monday?” Your partner nodded, “yeah, it’s in my backpack.” But as they opened their bag, your eyes got caught by a piece of fabric you see inside … a very familiar fabric… “Is that my underwear???” You exclaimed. Your partner instantly got flustered, “what? No! I don’t even know how that got in there!” You were so confused that you didn’t know what to say. But, before you could react, Yan jumped up and scolded your partner for being a pervert. You had never seen Yan so angry before. They yelled at your partner to give back the clothing and leave immediately. Your partner looked completely bewildered, but eventually left after Yan almost chased them out. Yan turned to you, “see? This is why I couldn’t trust them.”

•~ If that night weren’t bad enough, the next day you go to school you overhear all your friends nervously chattering and giving you weird looks. You asked them what’s going on. They exchanged worried glances. “It’s about your partner… a lot of people’s gym uniforms went missing the last few days… and they just now found them all, in your partner’s locker. What a creep!” You were horrified. You texted your partner instantly to see if this was true. They told you that the clothes were in their locker, but they had no idea how they got there and how they would never steal from people. When Yan heard the news, they insisted that you break up with your partner ASAP and block them on everything. They’re a pervert and can’t be trusted. You agree.

•~ Your ex stopped coming to school shortly after. You could only assume that they dropped out or transferred. You’re heartbroken, but Yan was there to support you. They took notes for you in every class for when you were too sad to pay attention. They brought you freshly baked treats every evening and even stayed late to listen to you rant about your ex over and over again. Yan never seemed to grow bored of listening to you trash talk your ex and call them a pervert. In fact, they seemed to enjoy it. They always insisted that you’re better off now. Usually Yan would stay so late that eventually you would fall asleep while they were still there. No worries though, because whenever you woke up you would always find yourself nearly tucked into bed with Yan sleeping under a few blankets on the floor of your room. On more than one occasion though, you noticed that there was a second indentation on your mattress right next to you…

… should I write more?

#yandere #yandere love #soft yandere #best friend yandere #yandere x reader #x reader #yandere concept #yandere story #yandere ideas #yandere best friend #best friend to lovers #yandere prompts #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #yanderexreader

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roxanaagriche111 · 10 months

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#twisted wonderland #vil schoenheit #twst vil #twst fanfic #yandere fanfic #yandere idea #yandere vil x reader #reader insert #poll #help!#soft vil or cruel vil?

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compact-turtle · 1 month

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When we are talking big age gap how old are talking about with our farm boi ? Also what would he do if reader don't see him that way because his age would he change his style or the way he carry himself to appear younger?

I imagine Atticus to be around late twenties to mid thirties.

-He would be really insecure about the fact that reader sees him as someone older. Honestly, his speech pattern and clothing doesn't help. Atticus doesn't have time for trends, so he seems older to darling.

-He'd def mop around for a bit when he realizes that reader thinks he's old. However, he'd quickly realize that being sad isn't going to solve his problems for him.

-He would try to change but ultimately would end in failure since he has no idea where to start. He has no frame of reference for what's "in" for the current time. His idea of current trendy would be whatever the youths are wearing in town (Which is probably nowhere close to what you'd consider trendy or current)

He'd be the equivalent of "What's up my youngster youths? What's hip with you guys?"

-The closest thing that would happen is that he'd probably start grooming himself better. I imagine that Atticus probably wears a hat most of the time to cover up his ugly hair cut around you. (Makes you wonder if he's bald or not sometimes). He'd probably fix his ugly ass haircut and shave more to appear younger.

-Eventually, he'd have to just realize that he can't fix reader's perception of being seen as old. Instead, he'd show that he could be the best potential husband because he can cook, clean and do so many household chores. He's kinder, wouldn't let you work yourself to the bone, as well as possessive and obsessive would adore you so much more than anyone else.

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yyxandere · 2 years

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IMAGINEE MILES WITH A DARLING WHO LIKES TO GIVE HIM CUTE GIFTS LIKE A BOX OF COOKIES AND SOME FLOWERS AAA!! - 🍎 anon

-ˋˏSINCERELY YOURS. . . ->

OMFG YES YES YEEEESSSSS

MILES WOULD BE EXTREMELY FLUSTERED, IMAGINE HIM JUST HIM SMILING WHILE EATING THOSE COOKIES, MILES ISNT DELUSIONAL BUT DAMN YOURE MAKING HIM SO FLUSTERED THAT ALL THE LOGIC IS THROWN OUT OF THE WINDOW AAAAA

(Franziska is looking at him weirdly 🤨🤨)

#✧- ‘ACE ATTORNEY’ ☆#🍎 anon #🍎 ANON PLEASEEE SEND MORE IM ABSOLUTELY INLOVE WITH ALL YOUR SOFT IDEAS AAAA #yandere ace attorney #ace attorney #yandere ace attorney x reader

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diejager · 8 months

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

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

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

Yan!Pervy roommate König x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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silent-browser · 9 months

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Oh boy is this just going to be disorganized.

Ya know the anime about the large cat house keeper?

That but fox and two of them and yandere.

Two foxes competing to be your house spouse. You watch tv with one only to be picked up and set down on your bed by the other so you two can watch YouTube videos together.

I like to imagine one is a fluffy, white arctic fox and the other is a thinner, red fox. Both intent on keeping the human that saved their lives happy and healthy. Both intent on not letting the other stay for much longer.

Lots of mild back and forth shenanigans follow suit.

#i just think the idea is cute #soft yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere monster #you can technically spin it to be #platonic!yandere #yandere!fox #hybrid yandere #yandere hybrid #hybrid x reader #animal hybrid #the masterful cat is depressed again today #is the shows name. i think

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angelltheninth · 14 days

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Dating a Yandere Bandboy

Pairing: Male!Yandere Bandboy x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, gaslighting, yandere behavior, concerts, kissing, love songs, backstage make out sessions, jealousy, marks, scratching, fingering, sex toys in public, masturbation

A/N: Never been with a bandboy but I know they're pupular.

Yandere!Bandboy writes every song for you. Runs the lyrics by you before performance to get your approval. At least so he says but he's already decided that he's gonna sing this song for you, but he asks anyway because he wants your approval early.

Yandere!Bandboy gives you his band shirt after as soon as they're done making them. You have to be the one to wear it first. Insists that you wear it to every concert, you look better in it than any fangirl that attends.

Yandere!Bandboy calls you late at night to tell you song ideas he's come up with while thinking of you. You've always been his inspiration, when he lacks it he only needs to take you out on a date and he's writing again. And you wouldn't want his band to run out of songs now.

Yandere!Bandboy needs you to give him a good luck kiss before every performance. It often turns into a lot more than a kiss with you ending up on the couch and his hips grinding against you between your legs. He can't go on the stage with a tent in his pants, he needs this, needs you.

Yandere!Bandboy wears long shirts that hide the scratch marks you leave on his back. His naked body is only for you. Every other fangirl can have their wet dreams about him but he assures you that you are and will always be the only girl in his life.

Yandere!Bandboy hates it when he sees posters of other bands in your room. You're not cheating on him are you, listening other men's voices before bed, or while you're masturbating? Only his voice right? It's the only one that gets you off.

Yandere!Bandboy makes you look at those other posters while he fucks you, bounces you up and down on his cock with your pussy on display. He would, and will do this for real if you keep looking at other bands. He's not above fucking you in front of them, making them see where there place is while he puts you in your place.

Yandere!Bandboy insists that you wear a toy while attending his band practices. You have to sit perfectly still on that couch, pretending like your pussy isn't making a mess of it because of the vibrator that's activated and controlled by his voice. Can't even get up from your seat because if you do his bandmates would see the wet stain on it.

Yandere!Bandboy fingers you in the back of the tour bus his friends rented. Under the soft blankets, away from view while he casually talks with his friends. His hands, his fingers are important to him so he needs to practice with them always.

Yandere!Bandboy always looks at you while singing, he needs to make sure you know every song, every word, every note is played for you. Doesn't see the crowd, the cheers, only you and your dazzling eyes. You are all that matters, his sole reason for performing.

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