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bitin-and-barkin · 5 months

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Yandere Donnie: Mushy Medical Malpractice

^ | | That's Donnie when he sees u lmao (Leo's upset because Donnie's gonna rant about how amazing u are to him for the next 4 hours) After writing that last yandere thingie, I got wonderin: How did cuddling you start as a stim for Donnie? (Go read the first one hint hint) So using prompt 4 from animeyanderelove's list ( “Gosh, you smell so good when we cuddle like this!”) I made this! Heavy Jason Dean vibes, he needs u way too much. I do not condone any of this irl ya freaks. Tw: Nonconsensual Touching, Yandere Behavior, Generally stalkerish vibes

God damn it.

"Come on, breathe."

Slow, deep breaths. Over and over again.

But how could you breathe when you felt like all your oxygen was being burned away by the flames in your skin?

How could you breathe when you were in agony like this?

How did you even get here?

It started when you woke up in the middle of the night, and once again, your entire body ached like never before.

Yesterday Donnie finally let you out of the sewers after you got better. You GOT better. You were supposed to be getting better. So why did it keep coming back!? Why did it only get worse whenever you left?

God really hated you, huh? You could only find peace when at Donnie's care. You couldn't thank him enough for everything he had done for you.

Either way, when you awoke your body was engulfed in what you thought to be hives. You were so itchy and hot, and it felt like a million needles were pricking your skin. Even your clothes felt hot to the touch, burning you like fire.

You tried to take a shower to calm it down, hoping you could stick it out until the morning, really not wanting to bother him in the middle of the night with this. He had done so much for you, it felt selfish to ask him for more. (Little did you know he was awake. haunted by your absence, and waiting for you)

But it only got worse. As you showered, you scratched mercilessly at your skin, scratching it raw until you bled. But you couldn't stop. It hurt so badly- Your chest, your thighs, your neck. It all burned.

By now, strands of your hair was breaking off, and if you were in there any longer you were worried clumps of your hair would begin falling out. You could barely even see by now, the blindness from your disease kicking in. You stepped out of the shower, and the light bombarded you. It felt like the sun, flashing colors vibrantly, burning your eyes, wrecking your retinas, even though you knew it was just the usual yellowish white color your lights usually were.

And the noise! The noise was unbearable. The ache in your body was nothing compared to the sound around you. The sound of the running water, the buzzing lights, it engulfed you. It drove you mad.

You were so paranoid too. Afraid for no reason. You couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching you struggle and shower and scream and sob.

By now you were falling to the ground, your throat closing up and your legs no longer able to support your weight. You knew you only had one choice, but you weren't even sure if you could do it before you began seizing. (another symptom of this "new disease" that plagued you, diagnosed courtesy of Donnie)

You reached for your phone, calling your best friend. You couldn't afford the medical bills, and Donnie had insisted that he was the only one who could provide you adequate care for this illness. After that point, everything was a blur. You weren't even sure if you were able to get any words out to him. But either way, he appeared to help you.

You couldn't remember any of it, him helping you dress yourself, sneaking you through the streets, taking you to the lab. You only came back to consciousness in Donnie's room, which is where you were now.

Deep, deep breaths.

"Come on, you can do this."

In and out.

You looked over to Donnie, teary eyed.

He was holding a needle, likely to inject you with something that would stop this torture.

You weren't afraid of needles. Not anymore. You couldn't be after you have had to be stabbed by them so many times to save your life.

Your eyes began watering again, and you covered you face with one of his pillows.

Why was this happening to you?

Donnie walked up to you, and sat down on the bed next to you, taking your arm and injecting it in.

God that felt good. You weren't sure if you were getting addicted to this stuff somehow. Is that even possible if you NEED to take the meds?

The itchiness and lightheadedness quickly evaporated from your skin. Well, most of it anyways. It was bearable now.

Your eyelids felt so heavy, and you were so, so tired.

"Just breathe."

"Everything will be okay."

You looked over to Donnie, wanting to thank him, but you could see how panicked he was. He was afraid, really, really afraid.

You grabbed his hand, rubbing his palm.

"Hey. I'm okay, Don-Don." You gently said. Your voice still hurt and felt scratchy, but you didn't know what else to say. You knew you needed to say something though.

He turned over to you could hear his breath hitching and him hyperventilating. His voice was strained and cracked.

"Why didn't you say anything earlier? Why'd you wait so long to call me?"

What were you supposed to say to that?

"Don-Don.. I-. I didn't want to burden yo-"

"You're never a burden to me."

You looked up to him. You had a splitting headache still, and you were so tired, but you still couldn't sleep. You could barely even move your legs. And you had been like this for so long. You had done nothing for him. How could you not be a burden?

You wanted to cry, how could he not hate you.

"Thanks Don-Don..."

Your voice was cracked and strained. He grabbed your hand, rubbing its palm softly with his left and wiping away his tears with his right.

"Never mind that, you need to get some rest."

You groaned.

"Don-Don, I can't just fall asleep like that, not matter how tired I am."

"I know, I know, I can't either! But you can usually get me to sleep easily, and I have trouble sleeping."

So how does he make you fall asleep?

What do you usually do for him?

Those always worked.

Lavender Incense, sleep meds, a million things came to mind.

Shell rubs.

That could work.

You don't have a shell, but a back rub might work just as well.

Silently, he moved over to you and began rubbing your back.

You giggled at first, it's amazing how you managed it despite the pain you were in.

"What are you doing-?"

"Giving you a shell rub."

"I don't have a shell?"

"I know- but I might as well try."

He continued rubbing your back, the pressure soothing the pain.

"... Is it working?"

You shoved your teary face into the mattress, mumbling a bunch of incoherent words, before finally settling at

"It works so well."

"Please don't stop."

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Donnie looked down at you, watching as you struggled to stay asleep. The sleep meds he had put in that injection wasn't working as well as he'd hoped.

He looked up at your monitors. You were just asleep right? You weren't seizing? Why were you moving so much? Were you having nightmares?

Everything looked normal.

No lasting damage from the "incident."

But the guilt still consumed him.

It had been a couple of hours since he first got the call. About 2 since you got here and fell asleep, and he hadn't dared to stop rubbing your back.

1 hour, 37 minutes, and 52 second since you fell asleep. He'd been counting.

If you were having a nightmare, it'd be best to wake you.

He didn't mean to.

He'd had them before, and he knew they were horrible.

And he almost lived one today.

He gently tried to shake you awake.

It was just a one time screw up.

But to no avail.

He'd flown too close to the sun.

You were okay, right? He looked up to the monitors once again.

And now his wax wings were melting.

Everything was normal.

A one time screw up?

Heart rate was steady.

What was he thinking?

Blood pressure was average.

This was you he was talking about.

Blood sugar was perfectly fine.

Sweet, wonderous you.

He put his head to your chest, just to make sure you were breathing fine.

And you almost died today because he tried to keep you too close.

And he heard you breathing.

Your heartbeat.

And it made his heart throb.

He kept up the pressure on your back, soothing you in any way possible.

The sensory from it was nice, kneading your skin like that.

It was warm, soft, alive, mixed with the comforting texture of your hoodie.

His mind began to wander.

He didn't mean to do it.

Or at least for it to turn out that badly.

When you left, he couldn't stand the empty feeling that he got. Alone like that.

He just couldn't deal with it anymore. You NEEDED to stay. He needed you to stay.

But what could he do?

Restrain you? Threaten you? He could never do that to his best friend. You were a person after all.

But you were a person like him. You understood him in a way nobody else did.

Mikey, Raph, Leo, Splinter, April.

Nobody else could understand him, feel him as you did.

You were so similar, so close, that you and him started to feel like one.

One being, one person. So there was unending ache in his heart when you decided to leave.

But it wasn't your fault! You were perfect, you were a part of each other, you would never purposely hurt your other half!

You weren't trying to hurt him by leaving. You just didn't understand how much you needed each other.

But he still couldn't have you leave. It would rip him into parts.

You leaving him would be like ripping him in half. His other half can't just leave him like that!

And so he got an idea.

It started off innocent at first. Simple.

You were gonna go home, but he needed you. You couldn't leave. You guys were having so much fun!

Tippy-tappying your fingers on controllers, watching dumb-dumb horror movies and making fun of the dumb-dumb protagonists, or eating pizza and just chatting about everything and nothing.

So, why would you leave him? (he still couldn't understand why would would want to leave, even now.) He couldn't let that just- HAPPEN.

So he did something... questionable.

Mikey baked you something as a go-home gift, just some food.

He saw you were already snacking on it and while you weren't looking he MAY or may not have put something in it.

It was only supposed to make you feel really tired, and it only did that.

And so you decided to call it a night and just sleepover in the sewers.

His plan worked. He had a new tool at his disposal, one to make life a little more bearable, one that allowed him to stay by your side.

And he was going to abuse the hell out of it.

It only got worse and worse, with exhaustion meds turning into headaches into rashes into unimaginable pain.

He wasn't doing it to hurt you! In fact, he tried to stray away from the more gruesome symptoms. He always made sure you had a adequate quality of life. and he tried to only sicken you to the bare minimum that made you stay with him.

He did not like doing this to you, in fact he hated it. He hated seeing you so weak and miserable, and he hated the pain that consumed him as he watched you weep over it.

But he could also not stand how his heart ached from your absence, and he couldn't help but miss the way his heart sang whenever you were near!

He had to make a choice, and he made the one that was better for both of you in the long term.

He knew how much you loved being by his side too, and he knew you felt the same way. You were just in denial, unable to truly understand how much you needed each other. He wouldn't be surprised if these beliefs were linked to pressure from those wretched friends and family of yours. They always tried to pull you away from him, and pull him away from you.

But that's besides the point. By then, it was common for you to stay in the sewers for months on end just to let Donnie manage your worsening health.

And now, it was another one of those times.

2 weeks ago, you had been bedbound at Donnie's for about a month, unable to leave. And he had decided to have mercy on you, as he felt so cruel for this when you raved about your misery from this horrible illness that plagued you!

So, he lightened up on the meds that he was giving you. Just so you could get a little bit better, and just so his best friend would be even just a little bit happier.

Just so you two could talk easier, as your jaw ached whenever it moved. Just so you could game together easier, as you began losing feeling in your fingers. It was just to make his other half happier.

But you, you took that as healing! You jumped at the slightest opportunity of independence, unable to realize how much you needed each other!

He couldn't believe it.

You wanted to leave, only a month after you began staying living in the sewers!

Only a month!

He couldn't have that. There was no way you could LEAVE HIM!?

You ripped open his heart!

You can't just leave him to bleed!?

You were meant to be his!

He was meant to be yours!

You can't just split them apart!

No, no, no-

This wasn't the doing of you, was it?

It's those SHITTY uptoppers-

(You might aswell be turning him into draxum because he's REALLY starting to hate humans, aka "uptoppers". Get it- Cause they're on the surface? Above the sewers? "Up Top?")

They're dragging him away from you.

He's heard them say it, question your relationship-

"Oh y/n, why are you always WITH HIM!?"

"Oh Donnie-, it's strange how you're always together!"

But those INSOLENT fools- April, your friends, his family and yours-

They would never understand!

They could never understand what you two have!

Sure, he has some faults on his end, as his family has been playing a part in this- But he can convince them, he knows he can!

But yours? No, that's different.

They would never accept it.

And so, he had to take some.. drastic measures.

A couple of well placed sprinkles of some suspicious meds on your snacks-

And after that, you could go home all fine and dandy, only for when the morning comes- BOOM

Pain. You come running back to Donnie, and then you get your cure and he skillfully convinces you to stay longer with a report of you having "A permanent, debilitating illness that needs constant care and supervision by a high tech mutant expert who can administer you care any time it's requested."

Also, any germs carried by regular old humans could make the illness SO much worse, so you can't go up top to tell your family. He could do it for you. any germs carried by mutants, and possibly April, are a-okay though.

(He may have been overexaggerating a LOT, he would never hurt you that badly after all! It's actually just gonna be a bit of chronic fatigue and bouts of paralysis and blindness, maybe make you an ambulatory wheel chair user or make you lose a leg or arm. But that's not that bad when you have Donnie to provide you with the most high tech prosthetics and wheelchairs out there! Maybe some body braces and high tech glasses to help you with that blindness and paralysis-)

That way, you'll stay together.

That way, you'll never be split up.

But this? This was SO much worse than he planned.

What was he going to do? There may be no CURRENT after affects but what might happen in the future-

Then something happens, a movement, your body shifitng.

It brings him back to reality. It grounds him.

And he knows he has no reason to worry.

All of them wash away like how waves wash the ocean shore.

As long as you're together, you'll be okay.

He'll be okay.

Everything will be okay.

Donnie realizes that while he was having a mental breakdown, he stopped rubbing you.

Yet you are still sleeping soundly.

How? You were struggling to sleep just moments before? Is it the silence? Is it him?

Then he realizes. It's his body heat, isn't it?

You've always loved heated blankets.

So maybe this is just what you need.

He pulls up closer against you, his plastron to your back.

He puts his head in the crook of your neck.

God you're so warm-

And soft.

He could fall asleep right now, he would if he didn't have to monitor your health.

Then he sees it. You're laying on your arm.

That's not good, is it?

Doing that could cut off your bloods circulation to that arm, which could cause a whole BUNCH of problems.

He can't have that, could he?

But he also can't wake you up, you need to sleep.

He's gotta do this gently.

Slowly, Slowly he grabbed your arm-

God you were still so warm.

Warmer now. Softer. He didn't think that was even possible.

And you smelled so good while cuddling with him like this.

He pulled it out from under you, but he didn't take his hands off.

Slowly he ran his hand up and down your arm.

Pliant.

Flexible.

Textured.

There was so many words he could use to describe it.

Safe.

He felt safe. Safe in your touch.

He practically melted onto you as he ran his hands up and down your arm, eventually taking grasp of your other one.

Pulling up your sleeves, just to feel your skin.

He hated being touched, but this? This was different.

He hadn't realized how stressed he had been.

He hadn't realized how much he wanted, needed this.

He got lost in holding you, lost in your touch.

Moving farther down until he hit your thighs, his hands rubbing up and down on them.

Feeling the cloth of your pants, warmed by your skin.

Then your stomach and chest.

Feeling your stomach rolls and hip dips, your curves, and the fabric of your hoodie.

The fat on your chest and stomach.

If he was sane- If he was okay right now he would question all of this.

Why was he doing this?

Was this creepy?

Was he insane?

But right now?

He couldn't.

Fat, wet, tears welled up in his eyes and made it's way down his face, as he shoved his head even deeper into the crook of your neck.

He couldn't stop himself.

Stop himself from doing any of this. Stop himself from clinging onto you like you would disappear if he let go. Stop himself from melting like chocolate into your touch. Stop himself from wanting you, from missing you.

He almost lost you today.

Now?

He was never letting you go again.

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This took me way too long to write, and this post is way too long too. When I was going to write this I imagined it a lot shorter. The touching/cuddling part was supposed to sound a lot more nonsexual and platonic then it came out as but now? Interpret it as platonic, romantics, however you'd like. Although I will say, non of the touches here were SA or anything. He was simply touching you. I hate how sexual that sounds, but I have no clue how else to put it. Kinda ironic how I'm posting this on the lords day, as this is one of the most unholy things I've written in a while. Side note, REQUEST ME THINGS. I'm dumb and my brains running out of ideas. Also, this would've made more sense if your read my first yandere don post. I decided to make "Don-Don" a nickname the reader as for Donnie as it's one I came up for him lmao. The writing/text definintely soundned a bit insane and eccentric, but Donnie is too. Eh, what do I know? This could be way out of character for him, Idk.

I listened to "The Red Means I Love You" and "Meant to be Yours" while writing this just to get in the yandere vibes lmao. Anyways;

Yandere Donnie Supremacy <3

(Btw I will write yandere or regular stuff lik headcanons for other ROTTMNT characters if requested, SO GO ASK ME THINGS-)

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six-eyed-samurai · 29 days

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YANDERE I MIGHT BE, BUT YOU HAVE TO LOVE ME!

1. They stare at you a lot, be it in a parking lot, mall, through a car…even when you sleep, although nobody knows about the camera installed in the plushy that someone had "mysteriously" gifted them to you on your birthday - cough, cough, what do you mean it's them? Never mind, with the way you're giggling so unsuspectingly…maybe, probably, yeah.

2. They pester all your friends and family about what makes you laugh, just so they can try to be your type of humour to make you laugh, but his questions are…oddly specific and gory - “what if I gave her the heart of her enemies? Would she laugh?” Okay, morbid person with a peculiar idea of comedy…not to be rude, but perhaps you should get better friends, eh?

3. They know exactly where you're going all the time, whether it be a work meeting, home, restaurant, bathroom, you name it! Totally not because of the tracker in the shoe they once helped you tie the shoelaces of, nuh uh, whatever were you talking about? Don't get new shoes, no, no, these suit you fine!

4. They stalked out your social media account not only to block and hack and find the IP addresses of whoever tries to scam or send you inappropriate content or phish you but to also check out your playlists and forced himself to learn how to play them on an instrument you liked (there's musical geniuses…and there's them)

5. Who finally kidnaps you but you don't realize, because what a funny idea, why would his house look like yours! I mean, a little strange that you couldn't find any family…and they were the only one there….and what on earth was the thing they kept pouring into your drink that they claimed was meds…Lauda…something…ugh, were you sleepy all the time, but hey, they're there to tuck you into bed, no worries!

That's right ... don't worry your pretty little head, dove... you're their pet now, they'll take care of you...just don't try and fly away...it would be a shame to clip your wings...

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Any character - sorry, love - of yours, be they male or female!

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kanzuus · 1 month

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A little advice

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yanteetle · 11 hours

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Omg i just saw the pic of f!raph with a little baby and it is making me think of yan turtles with baby fever

I like to think that the turtles would ONLY get baby fever when they're much older, and they've actually interacted with kids before. This would make more sense during the bad! future timeline,

but I imagine that in the good! future, April gets married (to whoever I don't really care) and ends up having a kid, whether by adoption or pregnancy. Anyway, she's obligated to bring the child to the lair as requested by the turtles, and they basically get to raise said child alongside April and her partner.

(I read a bayverse fic where April needed the turtle's help to take care of her kid because apparently her infant was a demon child. Safe to say, I was heavily inspired)

And somewhere along the line, the turtles slowly get baby fever. One by one, they're charmed by the infant and slowly want one of their own. How they obtain one is really up for imagination, but if you're one of their partners during that point in time, best keep in mind that you should run tf away 🫶.

I imagine Donnie to be the last to get baby fever, knowing how busy he is with his tech and ignoring everyone else in his life. If anything, he might cope by making a little sister for shelldon and coding the bot to be more childish and playful just so he could fill the void. Hell, he might even make the bot to call you mom/dad too.

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temmtamm · 1 year

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YANDERE! PARASITICA! LEO

(2012 TMNT)

Heaves and pants escaped (Y/N)'s throat as they nearly stumbled over their own two feet trying to escape the person--No, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 that was chasing them.

Run.

That was all they could do at the moment, so that's all they did do. They ran as if it were their last day on this earth, which it very well could've been.

The creature chasing them?

Their friend and one of the few people they trusted completely, Leonardo.

But this wasn't him, it couldn't have been.

He didn't have the same caring gaze that their Leo had, his eyes instead being completely obsidian making it hard to tell where he was even looking.

He didn't have the same strong stance that commanded respect, he instead was sprinting on all fours as if he were a rabid animal.

He didn't carry that warm and gentle aura he always did that (Y/N) grew to love, he was nothing but cold and animalistic.

No, this couldn't have been Leo. It must've been a leech, an 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦.

Trying to outrun this creature proved to be a straining task. (Y/N) always knew Leonardo was way stronger than them, but it was only till now that (Y/N) really got a glimpse at how strong Leonardo actually was. (Y/N) felt like there was a pit inside of them, they couldn't breathe properly, and all they could think about was escaping. They felt like a lab rat in a scientists personal little labyrinth.

(Y/N) struggled to gain speed, to somehow escape the beast. They class desperately at the air before them, using it as a way to pick up momentum, though they doubted it was all that effective. (Y/N) almost slammed themselves into a wall when taking a sharp turn, sliding into the lairs kitchen. They needed a weapon, anything they could use to successfully escape out the lair or evade this parasite until their friends could come to their aid with the antibody.

Leo had katana twin blades.

Raphael had twin sai's.

Donnie had a bo-staff.

Mikey had nunchucks.

But (Y/N)?? All (Y/N) had was a dirty kitchen knife that they snatched out of the sink.

(Y/N) was quick to turn on the heels, whipping their body around just in time to get face to face with the parasite that had been chasing them all this time. Their heart hammered in their chest as they stared at it, (Y/N) could feel the blood rush to their head and it took everything they had not to faint. Leo was still himself, just rabid and free from the normal responsibilities and strong morals that he usually clung to so religiously. It was Leonardo, but it was wrong in every way, like a painting that someone made in his likeness that they just couldn't get quite right.

A low clicking noise escaped Leo's mouth, one that (Y/N) could only assume was a growl of some sort. They swallowed thickly and attempted to calm their breath, to keep their hands from trembling as their legs refused to move. The monster was advancing ever closer, almost circling around (Y/N) in a way.

"Leo, I don't want to hurt you." (Y/N) warned, trying to put on a facade of calmness, despite all their nerves being on edge and their instincts screaming at them to run. "You're my friend."

If Leo heard any of those words, it didn't seem to deter him. He kept getting closer, resulting in (Y/N) backing up until (Y/N) was pressed up against the fridge. (Y/N) didn't know what to do, Leo was sure to attack them if they didn't act first.

So they attacked.

They shut their eyes tightly, thrusting the blade forwards but was stopped when they felt something rough grip at their wrist, almost bruising them with its touch. A shiver went down their spine, causing their knees to wobble.

When (Y/N) opened their eyes again, they saw Leo's face inches from theirs seemingly taking in (Y/N)'s expression meanwhile his right hand held tightly onto their wrist, stopping them from taking a stab at him. Opaque red dripped from his shoulder, escaping the small gash that (Y/N) had made on him.

Leo's lips parted, jaw opening wid enough that (Y/N) could see the saliva that coated the inside of his mouth. It almost dropped out, as if he had been salivating or the like during the chase.

Then, the turtle spoke.

"(Y/N)...? What are you doing..?" The obsidian in his eyes dialated back, instead only making his pupils black rather than the entire eye. He almost looked like his normal self this way. "Why did you stab me?? I cared for you, we took you in for training." This wasn't Leo, (Y/N) knew that. This couldn't have been their friend, the man they had fallen for. Yet, still, their eyes started to tear up and their grip on the knife slackened, their body almost immediately betraying them, tears pouring out at even the idea of hurting their friend. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry." The mouth betrayed them, spouting out words that were barely above a whisper.

"It isn't you. You're..." (Y/N) shook their head in as if that would help them regain composure and stop themselves from practically crumbling in the man's grip. "You're not Leo."

"Why would you say that?? All I am trying to do is court you. All I want to do is love you." His hands slipped to (Y/N)'s, prying the knife out with little effort before he replaced the object with his hand instead, interlocking fingers with the human. "I'm the better version. Let me show you it." His voice was a raspy whisper, longingness and desire evident in his tone. His vision grew back into that full night gaze that (Y/N) knew as a parasite.

Leo's gaze shifted upwards, the intensity of his eyes burning through (Y/N)'s soul, making them unable to look away from the male before them. His grip tightened around their hand and his thumb brushed across the back of their hand comfortingly, like it should've been there all along. (Y/N) had thought about a moment like this one with Leonardo a lot, one where he was just holding them lovingly but this felt wrong. It didn't truly feel like Leo.

The terrapin before them leaned forwards, head inching closer to the human's neck before finally made contact, though it wasn't a bite as the human had expected.

He pressed his beak against it first before nuzzling into the skin, a common way Terrapin's or turtle in general express their affection. The feeling was almost like a kiss, a soft kiss that left the human feeling conflicted with a multitude of emotions.

They stood deathly still, just letting the terrapin snuggled up to them, chirping and churring all the while for fear of it lashing out or biting them if they pushed back.

They just hoped that Mikey and Donnie could get here with the antibody soon.

Thanks for reading ♥︎

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1am-yan · 4 months

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Lazy redraw of a drawing (that I deleted you dont need to see it) from whenever the pregnancy update came out ... (+ full)

Also it's been officially a year now since I first played DoL!! Milestone or something !

#(I still need to make nice drawings of the other characters too.. they exist in my sketchbook but i dont like posting just sketches..)#i only started posting dol art in april and not that much but i originally played it on winter break for uni and got fixated like right awa #figuring how 2 romance kylar (the reason i played at first too cause canon yandere yay!) and then others and then just continuing to play..#its so fun and i like exploring everything all over again each time it updates hehe #kylar the loner #dol #degrees of lewdity #1am-yan #the original version of this picture was so dogwater btw. the redraw isnt crazy better but idek what was up the style was so weirdd #tw scars #jic #kylar

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stayinguplate · 14 days

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Chapter 3 tea party

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okay chapter three, this one took almost forever along with my family driving me crazy. Other than that, this story idea belongs to @moshispace and you can check out there works to see how they explain it ,I repeat I am the Writer and they are the Creator .

WARNING:This story contains yandere themes ,some blood and wound mentions, slight foul language

Enough yapping from me let’s get into the story

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I started traveling down the SNUD path my feet

ache as i walked down the path ,the sun started

to set turning into dusk as the time progressed

the time was odd here but I was getting tired.

I eventually entered a forest it was half engulfed

with mist ,as I was walking looking around the

twisted tree branches it gave off the illusion of

that it was moving but I knew it was just the mist

that was creating it.

As I duck under a tree to keep moving I wince as I

stopped to look at the still fresh looking wound on

my upper arm from the monster it stings as l wipe

the dirt off, a cold breeze blows by as I sighed not

knowing what to do.

“It looks like you ran afoul of something.

with wicked claws.”

I flinched as I turned around to see another turtle

A box turtle more like as he was sitting on the tree

Branch observing me with a smile.

“ …and I’m still dreaming “

I said as I looked at him confused

“ well what did that to you?”

He said curiously as he pointed to my wound on

My upper arm.

“ banner or bander-“

“ the Bandersnach?”

He said with shock mixed with amusement as he then disappeared,

“ well ,I’d better have a look “

I jumped slightly in shock as he reappeared right

next to me .

“ what are you doing?”

I asked with Apprehensiveness

“ it needs to be purified by someone with

evaporating skills ,or it will fester and putrefy “

He explained calmly

“ I’d rather you didn’t ,I’ll be fine as soon as I wake

up from this confusing world “

I said as I felt on edge. I then attempted to walk

away before he gently grabbed my forearm

“ well at least let me bind it for you “

He said as he magically pulled out rag bandage ,

He started to gently wrap my arm in the bandage

“ what do you call yourself?”

“ reader”

“ the reader ?!?”

He said happily with a smile as he finished the

binding on my upper arm .

"There Has Been Some Debate About That..."

"I Never Get Involved In what is it..Politics."

He said with a smiling smirk as he vanished again

“ you’d best be on your way, shame i would have

loved to catch up “

He said as he reappeared behind me I turned

around looking at him confused and in disbelief

“ what way ?!, all i really want is to wake up from

this confusing dream “

He sighed softly

“ fine…I’ll take you to the hare and Leo ,but that’s

the end of it dear”

He said as he disappeared into thin air, I looked

around hearing more of the owls and frogs

making noise . I look around for him waiting to

Appear but nothing…

“ coming ?”

I look to where to the end of the forest goes and I

see him waiting , I hesitate for a second

Before I go running next to him, it was better than

being alone in this odd and confusing world .

After most likely a few hours we had made it out

of the forest walking for a couple of minutes

before the the orange turtle disappeared again I

was confused as I run up a little to see if he went

ahead ,but no instead I saw a somewhat broken

Down windmill house down the hill I was on ,

I walked down the hill carful to watching

Where I stepped so i didn’t trip.

As I got closer I saw cass , Usagi and another

turtle sleeping but all seemed to have woken up

as soon as I got close to the table .

The turtle then squinted his eyes and widened

them as he saw me a smile appearing on his face

as he abruptly stepped on the table and walked

on top of it to get to me ,breaking a teapot and

stepping on pastry’s in the process .

I look at him my stomach churned in uneasiness

as I look up at him

“ it’s you “

He said happily with a smile

“ no Raph had gotten the wrong reader “

Cass said

“ ITS THE WRONG READER!?”

Usagi said in shock and also craziness

“ it’s absolutely reader ,you’re absolutely reader id

know you and your lovely face anywhere …”

He said as he turned his head back to the table

“ I’d know them anywhere!”

He yelled as then the hare and cass started

slightly giggling ,

He then turned around back to me with a smile as

he then grabbed my hand lifting me up slightly as

if he was helping me walk

“ as you can see we are still having tea “

He said as he then again walked on top of the

table over everything , I couldn’t exactly walk as

he was lifting me to the point me feet couldn’t

touch the ground or …table

“And it’s all because I was obliged to kill time

waiting for your return .”

He said as he finally made it to his chair and let go

of my hand setting me down

“ you’re terribly late, you know. Naughty, well

anyway, time became quite offended and

stopped altogether “

He explained , as I looked around observing I see

the other turtle the orange one appear and

slightly spook the hare .

“ Not a tick ever since “

He said as he pats a seat gesturing me to sit

down , as I sit down, he does too

“ time can be funny in dreams “

I said as I looked up at him

“ yes yes ,of course,but now you’re back you see

and we need to get on to the Frabjous day. “

He says as the others join

“ frabjous day!”

“ Frabjous day!”

Cass and the hare exclaimed in excitement

“ I’m investigating things that begin with the

letter ‘ M’ “

He said as he then gets a little closer then

Whispering to me .

“ have you any idea why a raven is like a writing

desk?…”

He asked ,I shook my head confused .

“ Downal wyth bluddy behg Hid!”

He said as cass and Usagi start chanting it

“ Downal wyth bluddy behg Hid!”

They all said as I look at them all confused

“ what?”

I said as I looked to the other turtle who had not

said it .

“ down with the bloody big head “

He said simply as he had just seem to be looking

at his empty cup but then he looked up from it,

staring at me from across the table

“ the bloody big head being the purple king “

He said as he looks back down at his cup

“ come, come. We simply must commence with

readers choosing and what she will choose, we

must convince her , therefore it is high time to

forgive and forget… or forget and forgive,

whichever comes first”

He said as he quickly paused then started to

continue talking .

“ or is ,in any case, most convenient I’m waiting “

He says as he pulls out a pocket watch

“ h-hey it’s tick-tick it’s ticking again.”

Usagi stutters as I look at him as he pulls a

pocket watch out of the teapot .

“ all this talk of blood and choosing has put me

off my tea …”

The turtle said as he puts the teacup down

“ ah …the entire world is falling into ruin and poor

Mikey’s desire off his tea”

‘ Mikey so that is his name’ I thought to myself

as the other turtle says that to Mikey with a little

bit of venom

“ what happened that day was not my fault leo”

Mikey replied with the same type of tone he did

Leo inhaled sharply he looked angry,

“ oh ,dear”

Usagi said nervously , Leo then stands up and

walks to the left side of the table,

“ you ran out on them to save your own skin, you

guddler’s scuttish pilgar lickering shukm juggling

sulking urpal shukm juggling sulking urpal

Bar Lon MUCK EGG BRIMNI!”

Mikey looked slightly, startled as Leo said these

things I couldn’t let it pass as Mikey helped me

out of the forest

“ Leo Leave Him Alone!”

I yelled, Leo then turns to me pausing

“ thank you….”

He says, with a sort of strained voice

“ meow “

Usagi randomly said as he looks to Leo

Leo takes a deep breath in and breathes out

“ I’m fine….”

He says ,he sighed as he looks down

“ what’s wrong with you , Leo, you used to be the life of the party ?”

Mikey says as Leo looks to him , Mikey had put

himself an actual cup of tea and started stirring it

as he popped the sugar cube in .

“ you used to do the best flutterwacken in all of

witzend “

Leo looks up in a daydreaming matter, smiling as

he probably recalls the memory

“ flutter what ?”

I ask out of curiosity

“ FlutterWacken !”

Usagi says as he knocks the spoon off of the

table to the floor

“ it’s a dance “

Cass said explaining it in a more simpler way

“ do you know when-“

Cass gets cut off as Leo interrupts her

“ on Frabjous day when the final decision is once

made and if we get the hopeful wish, we are

wishing for …”

He said as he looks at you

“ on that day i shall flutter wackiness vigorously”

He said as he looks away from me as all the other

start giggling, except for Mikey .leo then heads

back to his seat and sits down.

Suddenly Usagi lifted his ear, signaling that he

was hearing something

“Oh no “

He said as he looked to the fog of the forest

Mikey looked back to see

“ uh-oh”

He said as i heard the familiar stomping of the

robot guards growing closer

“ Goodbye.”

He said as he then evaporates disappearing ,

Usagi was behind him but as Mikey

disappeared the hare scrambled back as he yelled

“ Hide Her!”

As he scrambled back to his seat.

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You all will see a drawing of Leo in the next chapter:3

Hope you all have a great day or night or even afternoon and I’ll see you soon.

(edited)

#yandere #fanfic #alice in wonderland au #rise april #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere rottmnt #rise raph #rise mikey #rise donnie #rise leo #mad hatter

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yanyanderes · 2 years

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“man, the guys must’ve really scared ya, huh?”

“c’mere. don’t worry, i’ll take care of everything.”

“trust me.”

#yandere tmnt #yandere rottmnt #yandere rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere april #yandere #yandere rottmnt april #yandere tmnt 2018 #little spoiler for what happens in pt 2 of the yan rottmnt brothers 😌😌#i’m sorry i just love april so much i just ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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lilyundertaker · 2 years

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April bullies day 19 - The Blame

Pairing: Yandere! Eren x reader, bully!Eren x reader; Genre: Highscool AU, smut, one-shot, Angst, Darkfic; Warnings: 18+, Non con/Dub con, death, extreme bullying, physical violence, beatings, violent Eren, attemped suicide, vaginal penetration, anal, overstimulation, orgasm denial, oral (both receiving), suicide attempt, humiliation, blowjobs, cunilingus, breeding kink, mentions of murder, orgasm denial; Synopsis: On a rainy day you call Eren's parents to pick you up from school, but unfortunately they get into a car crash, resulting in both of them dieing as well as Mikasa and Armin, who were in the car too. Eren blames you for the tragedy and decides to make your life so miserable that you'll be craving death; Note: this is an extremely dark fic, so pls be warned. I don't support the actions done in this fic and the actions taken in this work are merely that - a fiction. For some time I've been thinking on adding Eren to this event, but I was super surprised, when I finished it and I could never imagine this turn of events. But anyways, hope yall enjoy it!

You and Eren had been childhood sweethearts ever since the two of you were five years old. Back at those times you coaxed him into an imaginary wedding, making a promise of eternal love. Eren was somewhat shy about it, but he acted along (he wouldn’t kiss you though, so you had to have enough by kissing his cheek).

There was barely a time when you weren’t hanging out with Eren, his adoptive sister Mikasa and their friend Armin, who also became your friend. You all would grow up together and attended the very same school even till now. But unlike your friends, you had been an orphan most of your life, and once you learned that you were born out of a single hook up between your father and some prostitute, you didn’t even want to look for them. Luckily you supposed father had learned about your whereabouts and would send you a nice sum of money every month.

The perfect fantasy world for you was broken again when on a rainy day you called Grisha to pick you up from school, since it was pouring a lot outside. That was a huge mistake. Not that you could’ve known that things would turn out this way. You were waiting for a long time, an hour, perhaps even more and tried to call Grisha again, but the line was dead. Only once you got to Eren’s doorstep did you learn that both his father and mother had died in a car crash. And what’s worse – Armin and Mikasa were in that car as well since Carla invited them over so that all of you could have a fun time together.

Eren was beyond devastated and so were Jean and Annie, who were together with Mikasa and Armin respectively. The whole situation was made even worse, when you learned that you had the final exam exactly on the funeral day, and despite the teacher allowing you to retake it in summer, you declined, not wanting to mess up your academic record even more (the tragedy had a harsh impact on both yours and Erens grades). You tried to contact Eren after that, but he wouldn’t answer your calls, nor when you knocked on his door, finding it locked and all the curtains shut.

Around a month later Eren reappeared in school again, only this time he seemed a lot bigger in a way. You took notice of his strong muscular arms, his beautiful jawline, his long hair tied up in a manbun and his wide shoulders. He seemed to have grown immensely during a span of this one month.

On the very first day he ignored you completely and the same went for the most part of the second day. You found it somehow reasonable, thinking that he was mad because you didn’t attend the funeral, so instead of bothering him with your approach, you left him be. You were taken aback when he decided to approach you instead at an empty hallway, but the feeling of excitement disappeared as soon as his fist connected with your cheek and you fell back to the floor, scraping your side in the process.

“Eren, what are-” he kicked you straight in your stomach and landed another kick to your ribs. He slapped you across the face just as you were trying to speak again and split your lip in the process. By the time he was done you had gone unconscious, and he left you on the floor right where you were. That was only the beginning.

Thinking that he was still frustrated about what happened you let this slide and told the nurse that you couldn’t recall who was it that did these things to you. But after that it only got worse.

Seeing how inconvenient it would be to deal with you in school, Eren decided to beat you on your way home, dragging you in empty alleyways and fucking you up real bad, all the while spitting insults at you. “You damn bitch! It should’ve been you who died instead of them”. He openly threatened to kill you off due to his connections with the famed Ackerman family, who bred seasoned assassins. Though you were more afraid when he threatened to kill your friends as well unless you’d cooperate into taking these beatings.

In merely three days you were beaten up so bad that part of your face was swollen, whilst the other one was beaten black. Your body was covered in cuts and awfully painful bruises. It was as if you had been hit by a truck and the first thing you did was call in for being sick, so that you wouldn’t show up to school like this. Partially you hoped that Eren wouldn’t come to your hopes, but you were damn wrong. He practically kicked open the door and found you shivering on the couch. “Fuck. You look so ugly that an old man wouldn’t even fuck your disgusting ass!” he spat grabbing you by the hair. “You better look pretty by the end of the weak or I’ll kick your skull inwards.”

You were relieved that something came up and Eren wouldn’t bother you even during the weekend, or so Jean told you via text message. It was clear to you that Jean wasn’t very fond of you as well since he had deeply loved Mikasa, but in a sense you felt that he saw Eren’s actions as going way too far.

The swell went away, but your other eye still held the disgusting dark purplish color, which you managed to cover up with makeup.

On Monday Eren forced you into a janitor’s closet. “Since another beating would break your bones, how about you give me your mouth instead?” he said, already unzipping his pants and taking out his cock to smack you in the face with it. It was unnecessary to tell you more as you obediently took his cock in your mouth and began sucking him off. “Yeah, that’s right you fucking whore. Take it deep in that bitch throat of yours or I’ll gouge your fucking eyes out with it.”

You felt sick to your stomach and were gagging like crazy, having no previous experience of such things. When he pulled you against his pelvis you were afraid of passing out. You couldn’t breathe as he pinched you nose closed and came straight in your mouth. He was pulling his pants back on whilst you nearly threw up with all the amount of his sperm that was coming out of your mouth and nose.

For the rest of the weak he’d use your mouth in the darkness of the janitor’s closet as according to him you were too ugly to look on. Not that you could complain much as it wasn’t as painful as getting beaten by him. In fact, just as that week passed and he beated you up all over again and you were begging to suck him off, clawing at his trouser and calling yourself a cock-hungry slut, just for the sake of keeping what’s left of your body intact. If trading your dignity for your body was the price the so be it. Your dignity was pretty much nonexistent now anyways.

To make things worse, Eren threw a party at your house, inviting every single person he knew and proclaiming that you were celebrating a breakup with your toxic ex, who had beaten you, but now you were finally free of him. How ironic that the very same night you were giving him head at your study while some of his drunk friends were cheering you up. You hadn’t drunk a single drop of alcohol, so all of this was harder to stomach.

After that he dragged you to your own bedroom and threw you onto the bed before locking the door. “Now, let’s get this shit really started Y/n!” he said drunkenly and stumbled to you. Your clothes were ripped off in a pile of ribbons. You were crying as he took off his own clothes before he pounced on you. There was no preparation, your virgin walls were dry. The only relief might be his leaking pre, but that didn’t make the situation much better, considering that you weren’t using any pills.

Eren thrusted inside of you in one hard go, nearly crushing you under his weight. Your discomfort was shown by the loud screams that came out of your mouth, clawing at him to pry him off, but he didn’t budge, as if he didn’t feel how you tore his skin with your nails. His grunts and your shrieks were unheard by the people downstairs due to the booming music that vibrated against every corner of your house.

“Eren please stop. I’m begging you.” Your pleas landed on deaf ears as the male on top of you increased his speed, fully focusing on his own pleasure. His cock was spearing its way through the tight rings of your hole, making him use more energy to thrust himself in as deep as possible. One of his hands fondled your breast while the other was placed near your head for balance.

“Why Y/n? Why would you do this?” Eren whispered in your ear with a pang of sorrow in his voice. You could not guess your wrongdoing, but you got the feeling that he wasn’t mad because you didn’t come to the funeral or called his dad to pick you up. No. This was something deeper, something you had missed and had no way of guessing.

You were shocked when Eren leaned down to plant a wet kiss on your lips, his tongue invading your mouth and playing with your own tongue. It was hard for you to admit that any part of this felt good, but his kiss made your body shiver with adrenalin. Your cheeks were heated up and you felt wetness slipping out of yourself. Shortly his thrusts made wet sounds that you found more embarrassing than enjoying the tongue play.

Eren released your mouth and held himself tight to your body. He was close and you felt it with all of your being. “Eren!” you said a bit loudly “Eren!” it seemed that no matter how many times you’d call, he wouldn’t snap out of it anyways. “Eren pull out!” you shouted as loud as you could, but this only made him tighten around you more. “Eren I don’t want to get pregnant, please pull out!” you were crying hysterically at this point, not that it would help.

With one final thrust he released his seed inside of your womb, emptying his balls in you and holding his cock in for the following five minutes. Not that he meant to, but he rather seemed to have disconnected from reality as all he could do was pant heavily and kiss your forehead once he was done. As he dressed up and looked back at your crying form, he felt disgusted, not with himself but with you. “I was right, you truly are a whore.” He spat at you and left.

That night you wouldn’t sleep and by early morning everyone had left. You hadn’t moved a muscle, laying down the whole night in a puddle of your and Eren’s mixed juices. It was as if nothing bothered you anymore because you couldn’t fall any lower than this.

Around lunchtime you finally got up and went to look for your phone. You didn’t bother reading any messages or voicemails, but you were fixated on sending a message to the very same person who raped you the previous night – I hope ur satisfied for life now, cause you won’t be seeing me ever again; you sent the message and got straight to the bathroom to pour yourself a hot bath. As the water filled the space you found a razor blade behind your mirror, climbing into the bath as the water continued to pour in it. Even if you would have chosen life, you had been humiliated in front of Eren’s friends, who most likely thought of you as a cock-hungry slut.

For a moment you closed your eyes, gripping the razor blade between two fingers, rethinking how your life had turned out this way. “Fuck it!” you cursed and slashed over your wrists, screaming from the pain, anger, sadness, and sorrows. The water was turning red quickly, so quickly in fact that you couldn’t take notice on how big portion of the bath had colored itself thanks to your blurry vision. The sleepless night forced you to close your eyes and allow yourself to drift away from this nightmare your life had turned into.

Once you opened your eyes again you saw white all over as far as your sight could go. But instead of the white of paradise you were faced with the white of a hospital room. And what’s worse – Eren was sitting besides you on a chair, his head rested against his fist.

This can’t be real, this can’t…you began sobbing, thinking that your hell would continue. Eren seemed to have noticed your quiet sniffles as he woke up and looked at you, his eyes having heavy bags under them. “You’re awake. Good.” He said flatly.

You were ready to rise up from the bed and slap him across the face, but you were too weak to even sit up. And as if mocking you, Eren put a larger pillow behind your back, so you’d be able to sit up properly.

“Why? Why did you intervene? Haven’t you done enough damage already?” That is when Eren finally spilled the beans. About how it was your father who had caused the car crash and him thinking you to be involved in it. He wanted you to feel miserable for what you have done, wanting to humiliate you before other people. But once he received your text whilst walking to your house, he couldn’t help but save you as he realized you were the only family he had left – a fact he wanted to tell you after arriving to your house, but instead he ran there to save you from death. Whilst you were unconscious, he hired Kenny Ackerman to kill off your biological father to get his revenge, as well as kill few of his friends, who called you a whore and a slut for sucking Eren off in front of them.

The flow of information made you speechless. You had no idea of what to say nor how even to respond to all of this. Instead, fresh tears flowed down your face and Eren brushed them away from you. “As your father’s only child, you’ll inherit all of his money, property and assets, which we’ll use…” “We?” you said confused. Eren’s eyes went a bit wide as if remembering something suddenly. “Oh right, I forgot the main part.” Sweet Jesus, if he says more my brain’s gonna go numb.

“As I said – we are the only family left for each other, so…I’ve arranged an engagement for us, since you’re pregnant and I thought you’d want to welcome our child in a family.” You felt a knot forming in your throat and it was unsure whether it would ever be untied.

You ended up leaving school to evade any rumors of suicide or unplanned pregnancy from your toxic ex, or rather Eren made sure to pull you away from school. For the first few months he’d get you a therapist so that you could recuperate your mental health, obviously the therapist was under his control, but it still felt nice to talk with somebody else that wasn’t Eren. He on the other hand found it hard to go on for too long without fucking somebody, so he’d come whining for you to jack him off. At the first time you made sure to make it painful for him, nearly ripping his cock off, but seeing how needy he was you used it to you advantage to tease him every time, going as far as overstimulation before you’d allow a release for him.

It was fascinating to see him beg for your hands to wrap around his shaft, his body heating up and tears welling in his eyes. On few occasions he even begged you for mercy, but you wouldn’t slip the opportunity of putting him through torture. Sometimes you’d even brush your tongue on his tip, but wouldn’t take the whole thing in your mouth, so he’d be forced to take the bits n pieces you were giving him.

Another thing you enjoyed was when Eren buried his face between your thighs and teased your clit with his tongue. He’d ask you to sit on his face, at which you were reluctant, but soon enough it was hard to get yourself off of him.

The sweetest way of release was probably when you sat on his lap, back against his abs and having a hot make-out session. His hands would slowly massage your breasts and slowly go lower until his fingers were entering your soaked pussy.

It was still hard for you to forgive him, but eventually you gave up on the past just so you could have a future, but the scars would never fade, just like the ones on your wrists.

The biggest lifechanger was when you had your first baby – a boy the two of you named Armin Jaeger, for your lost friend, whilst the next one, who was a daughter you named Mikasa.

The nannies would take of your children as Eren would breed you again and again in your shared bedroom. Your legs pressed upwards in a mating press whilst he was ramming his cock inside of you. “That’s it my sweet Y/n. My baby momma. Give me another child.” You both released loud moans when finally cumming together, your right hand tangled in his hair and a gold ring with diamonds shining on your finger.

#aot #attack on titan #eren x you #eren x reader #eren x y/n #reader #y/n #you #eren yaeger smut #eren yeager #eren yaeger aot #april bullies #bully eren #yandere eren

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2smolbeans · 7 months

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Yandere CEO dilf x Childhood Friend Employee x Yandere Buisness Partner Reader (AU)

You want what he wants, but he doesn't want to share.

Based on my yandere CEO & COO story

Tags: Reader is protrayed as a flirty yandere, stalking, mentions of previous murder victims, rivalry, pettiness, the man ABSOLUTELY despises you, implied daddy issues, stalker stalking another stalker, mentions of a dead partner/wife, delusional thinking, thoughts of marriage/making the 'perfect' family.

Note: This is mostly just me writing scenarios/hypotheticals for my ocs-

Just wanted to make that clear! ^^

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Hyun was young and dumb in his 20s and slept around too much. His friends would warn him to calm down, to settle down, or to at least take a break from the multiple fuck buddies. He didn't listen, and still continued to sleep around like the playboy he was. Eventually, it caught up to him when he got someone pregnant. It was an accident, and by god was it the first time he ever felt fear. He didn't love the mother, he had the power and money to dissapear from her life. But he wanted to at least do the bare minimum. So he listened to her, understanding that she wanted to keep the baby, that she wanted at least some help raising it.

Of course, he did everything he could to make her happy. Letting her live at his house, built a room for their baby, spending quality time with her, throwing money at her so that she could relax and take care of their child. He didn't love her, but he felt proud to be with her. She proved the one thing that mattered in his life. That even though him and his father had the same habits, the same mindset, violent tendencies, sadistic urges, and obessive habits.

they were two different people.

One was a cruel sadistic monster who joyfully indulged tortuing his loved ones, while being the most sweet charasmatic CEO to the outside world.

While the other was a cold stoic buisness man who happily beat down his competitors with no remorse, but being the most kindest gentle father behind closed doors.

It was something Hyun felt pride and comfort from. So when she died, he didn't know what to do with himself. They had been together for only two years. Two years, and just like that, she was gone. Now, only 22 with a two year old son, he didn't know how to raise him alone. He had a company to take care of, a son to raise, and nobody by his side to help him. He felt like a mess. It was hopeless.

Except, he had a friend who wanted to understand him. Someone who put him back on his feet and gave him a hand. That reliable somebody who often helped babysit and care for his son when he had to stay at the office for those long hours. A friend that's known him since he was 16, the friend that's been by his side since the birth of his child.

From the moment Hyun "tragically" lost his father to when had his first child, April was there as the supporting him. Always sleeping over, calling him, bringing all sorts of comforting sweets to cheer him up. He's done everything for him. He's the only one he can rely on.

And with the way April so happily dotes on his son, treating them like his own baby. It's given Hyun retrospective on a lot of things.. He'd be lying if he said he was never attracted to him before. God might as well smite him dead if he ever claimed that he never looked at his friend with a certain lense before. But then why did he sleep around? Why didn't he just pursue him and get it on with? Things could've been so different..

At the time, he was confused about his feelings. All he knew was that he was angry and annoyed about those strange thoughts and urges towards his dear old pal, how there was nothing that he could do about it besides hope that it blows over. But now? He knew better. Espically when April had made it clear in the past on how he wanted to be with Hyun..Sending him all sorts of mixed signals..Smiling at him with so much love, being so sweet towards him and his child, cuddling right up to him whenever he slept over.

He was beautiful and so loving. He was the puzzle, the missing part of the triangle. He was the ideal spouse, the perfect parental figure. It was clear as day that he was trying to tell Hyun that he was his since day one. Now that he was able to gather the pieces, finally knowing his final goal to provide the best for himself and his son, you come along. Ruining it all. Smiling all cheerful when you step into the room. Cackling like the witch you are, moving your lips a rat. Hating you was an understatement. He wanted you gone.

If he didn't care about the company, he could've killed you off like the others. But NOOOO. You were important, special. You were a business partner, somebody that could potentially generate more wealth and eliminate his competition if you worked with him. He had to play this one smart. He had to keep you for the sake of the company.

So grinding his teeth together, he smiled at you when the both of you agreed to sign the contract together. At first, working with you wasn't so bad. You were good at your job, diligent with the numbers, and hell, you even got the company on the spotlight for their new launch of makeup. He almost began to like you.

But then you started walking around the employee cubicles, talking to April out of all people. Smirking at him, teasing at him, even daring to put your hand on his shoulder. Hyun's seen the two of you together. He's seen how you've started to dress up more in the hopes of getting his attention. The way you would get close towards his face, just to see him blush and panic. How you would side eye anyone who dared to interrupt your time with him.

It was a constant battle every day. Hyun would be alone with April at a perfect moment, finally having him all to himself while he would ask him out for a nice 'friendly' dinner. For old times' sake. And just as things were about get good- you come bursting through the door. Hugging him and April at the same time, destroying the moment as you rambled about nothing. Grinning while your hands snaked towards his precious employee's chest, whining about how 'lonely' you were and how you wished someone could 'comfort' you.

Ohh he really fucking hated you.

He remembered asking you one time about how you felt towards April during a business dinner meeting. Commenting how he's seen you linger around him on multiple occasions. It was out of character for him, but curiosity the best of him..

"Mhn? He's just fun to play with. It's cute seeing him squirm. But.. I think I want to know him more. I can't help it, I'm a sucker for glasses~"

He wonders how nice you'll look hanging from a meat hook. :)

You weren't too much of a threat so far, just a bit flirty and annoying. You were a bit nosey as well, often staying late into the company quarters. Snooping around in places you shouldn't be looking. It was funny, really. You were so cunning, such the sweet talker - yet you weren't smart enough to think that he wouldn't keep an eye on you?

You weren't subtle stalking April as well. Hiding from a corner while you watched April walk to his bus stop? That was the equivalent of hiding behind a bush. Taking pictures of him while he's not looking with your cellphone? Subtle. Spreading rumours about certain people so that he avoids them like the plague? What are you, a wannabe Regina George?

Everything thing you do in secret, Hyun knows.. Maybe because Hyun was also stalking you while no one else was..A stalker stalking another stalker- the irony. Hyun just wished that someone would just whisk you away. Someone just as annoying, wealthy, crazy, and possessive to distract you from the person he needs in his life.

God, if only he had someone to introduce you to....

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mxnaceo · 22 days

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RELATIONSHIP/HOW YOU MET THEM

2k18!April O'Neil x Introverted!FEM!Reader x 2k18! Leonardo Hamato

For my upcoming soon to release fic called “Lay All your Love on Me” on WATTPAD

enjoy—🌸

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➪ 2k18!April O'neil was the first person reader meets when she moves to NYC and in their new school, and since then reader would follow april around the school like a duckling following their mother duck they would separate ways due to different class schedule. April is like reader's spirit sister, would usually hang out around the school:) FUN FACT: Reader also works in albearto's with April.

➪ 2k18!Leonardo Hamato meets reader when both April and them separate ways, which when reader was about to get robbed ig by bad people since NYC gets dangerous at night due to theft or murder, etc. tbh they don't have much of a close relationship but because Leon has a teeny tiny crushy on reader he tries to like know more about reader in ways reader least expects, like him visiting reader at their home or at their work. FUN FACT: April doesn't know that Leon met reader after a girls hangout night, neither reader knew that Leon and April new each other.

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TAGLIST: @theangelcatalogue ,

I think the plot is more like yandere simulator week 1 except Leon doesn't murder or matchmake April, where Leon's role is ayano Aishi, reader is taro and April is osana, NOT THE FINAL PLOT OF THE FIC— Though I rlly rlly like the idea idk

#˚ ༘♡ ·˚ | belle writes-yandere #yandere rottmnt #rise!leo #rise!april #RIVALRY AU #April O'Neil x reader x Leonardo

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Announcement!

I decided to make a series called "Mystically Broken" or "The Mystically Broken AU"! If you wanna post anything related to this series such as oneshots or headcannons, even fanart! Use #Mystically Broken This series will involve the turtles splitting up. This will be ROTTMNT x READER with different endings so anyone and everyone can enjoy some time with their favorite turtle! Characters like April, Casey, Casey Jr. will also be appearing! What is the "Mystically Broken AU?"

This is where the turtles left or broke off after one big argument due to their fathers death. They will be villains but they consider themselves heroes. They don't speak nor did they ever try to contact one another. They have their own lives as "heroes" and they work together when necessary. But most of the time when one of them bump into one another, it usual ends badly with another argument. Some of them team up, most of the time it's another war. There will also be constant use of Ninpo, Mystic gadgets, villains, etc. When will you post new chapters?

I will post the first chapter tomorrow and post every other day depending on my schedule. If i'm busy, i might not post a chapter at all that day! Any more questions will be answered in the comments or asks! -MysticMidnight

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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I am not sucrose anon but I am equally cursed and also a barista and I would like a coffee shop AU where reader owns a popular cafe using coffee sweetened with Sucrose fluids a la Sweeney Todd

I'm gonna drain the bitch

[Warnings: (candy) body horror if you squint. Reader commits a health code violation. (Does it count if they're a person made of pure sugar?) Either way, they commit some sort of crime against humanity and minors dni]

You smile at the next customer approaches the counter. "Hi, what can I get for you today?"

"Hello, can I get a cherry surprise frappe?"

You eye the door to the back, a blur of pink ducking behind the glass. "Oh, I'm sorry, but we just ran out of the main ingredient for that. It's one of our most popular drinks. If you can wait a minute, I'll run to the back real quick to grab another bottle."

Excusing yourself from the customer and the growing crowd, you head to the back. Recollections of your life before the sudden popularity boost of your cafe flood your mind as passive conversation buzzes around you.

"This is the best coffee shop I've ever been to."

"I wake up an hour earlier to beat the morning rush, but now it looks like I'll have to get up an extra thirty minutes before."

Such praise was but a fever dream for you until three short months ago. It's understandable for business to take a while to pick off when you're starting from the ground up, but almost a year in and no sign of major progress would damper just about anyone's spirits. All your troubles and woes changed that fate-filled day - when the kind baker from across the street offered you their special ingredients.

"Sucrose? You busy?"

A breathy, shaken trial at laughter comes from one of the counters; legs twitching at the note of concern in your voice. Busy - what a silly question to ask. As a model baker and business owner, Sucrose prided themselves in having fresh stock every morning and enough to last the entire day. Slaving through the night and lacking a need for sleep left their hands free for the more important things to do during the day, such as the task you'd dumped on them since your merge.

"hehe.. r...right here, gumdrop, same as always. Was starting to get a little long without ya.. Need my assistance?" Sucrose props themselves up on the smooth metal surface, melting, sticky thighs glueing them to place. You hand on their bare chest guides them to a full upright position, thumb and index finger rolling over their hardened buds.

"Not really, besides the usual. We ran out right in the middle of a rush so I have to make this quick."

Sucrose swallows, pinkish saliva trailing down their lips as their eyes fog over. "Y-yes, muffin. I'm still a little stimulated from the last few rounds, but anything for you..."

That drink really was only meant for you. Seeing their favorite human in trouble, Sucrose wanted to help out in the best way their sickeningly sweet heart could muster. Human emotion was still a new thing for them. They were bursting with so much love for that cute barista across the street that it came out in ways indescribable with words. Being sweeter than the average individual, they saw no harm in pouring their love into something to make you feel better, so they made their best attempt at iced coffee with the knowledge they picked up watching you. The look you gave them when you came back for more made it impossible to say no.

"It's almost funny really. I thought we had filled up two bottles alone last night, but they were empty before noon." Dropping to your knees, you roll the baker's apron and skirt up to their stomach, erection peaked and sprouting upwards free from the restrain of the tangled frills. The shaft was that same bubblegum pink as most of their body, head teetering on rouge. Teasing your tongue across the leaking tip produces more of that cherry flavoring so many had come love, but relief for the already frazzled baker was cut brief as you remember you had forgotten something. Sucrose picked up on your mistake the second you fell to the floor - producing a bottle with a funnel before you could go far. Their eyes avoid yours as another weak fit of laughter hits them.

"That... is definitely odd, haha. As you can see I've been in here all day so I couldn't possibly have had a hand in-..ah!"

While you'd love to hear their excuses, you have customers to get back to. Glossing your lips up their shaft as they spoke, you cut Sucrose's speech short as you part them slipping the confectioner's cock into the warmth of your mouth. Sweet as the cupcakes they're famous for, the taste of cherry taffy washes your taste buds coating the walls of your mouth sweetness as you pump your tongue in tandem with each bob of your head. Sucrose was completely over the edge with your speed and all the "preparation" they'd done while watching you from the window. Could there be any turn on greater than seeing your beloved hard at work, and hands deep in product of your own making.

"Oh.. Sweetheart, give a fiend a warning next time...aha.."

Sucrose shoves their apron so far down their throat they would've choked if they had the needs. In the same vein they could feel their cock hitting the back of yours, all willpower bled into keeping their hands on the counter and their moans to a minimum. The fans would cut out most of the sound, but they didn't want to risk anything that could jeopardize their time with you. Sucrose's lust would be the end of your already limited time together as their hands reach down to tangle in your hair. You brace yourself for what's to come by grabbing onto their leg and angling your head in a better position for the brute pace they'd set.

"Y/n... love you.." Throwing their free leg over your shoulder and around your neck, Sucrose fucks your throat as sweet nothing ramble on from their empty head. The whole reason they had gotten caught was due to a similar lapse of control. They wanted to surprise you with another bottle of their syrup and wanted it to be as fresh as possible, commiting their misdeeds right in the bliss of your bedroom. When you found them out, you weren't mad, nor as disgusted as they'd imagined. Why would you be? You're their wonderful little gumdrop who's taught them so much about the human realm. So sweet and addictive, just like the sugary concoction brewing in their loins. You were their everything. Perfection.

"Gumdrop, you're always so good to me... I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you, but I'll give you everything."

Sap-like fluid creating a slug trail down your throat, you tap Sucrose's leg to let them know to let go before it's too late. They pay no heed to your warning as their hips edge off the counter and your nose rides against their crotch; melting digits keeping you in place as they hold you under the force of their high.

"Take it... It's all yours. You're the only one who should be able to have this, but I let you share because I love you so much.. Yours.."

Sucrose rambles on as your palate is overtake by their taste. It's like a mixture of syrup and coffee creamer. That heavy, honey consistency with a creamy cherry filled softness. The type of flavor that was good in small quantities or paired with something instead of being pumped straight into your stomach like what was happening to you. Introducing your teeth to their flesh finally got them to loosen their grip. The pain only prolonged their orgasm, but Sucrose knew by now what that meant. They take the bottle from you and attach it to themselves as you head for the sink. The heat of your mouth melted their skin more to the point you were good on sugar for the rest of the week...or until they were unable to perform on their own again.

"All done!"

Sucrose proudly displays the syrup bottle on the counter beside you. A full eight ounce jar filled to the brim. They kiss you as you come up from rinsing out your mouth, reach back to squeeze your ass as their tongue catches the spit still clinging to the corner of your mouth.

"Make sure to watch your supplies more closely, Gumdrop. See you soon."

Sucrose wonders back to their side of the kitchen to figure out how to pour out the syrup again without you noticed as you head back out to the front - plucking taffy from your hair. After finishing the customer's order and handing them their change, they lean over the counter to whisper something.

"Um, hey, not to be rude, but you have something pink on your.. back pocket. It kinda looks like a handprint."

#happy april fools #They say despite starting this two days prior #Sucrose my oc #yandere #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere insert #yandere scenarios #yandere x you #yandere blurb #yandere drabble #yandere smut #yandere teratophilia #yandere nightmare #i put too much effort into this

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