anonymous and venti from genshin

Prompt: A for Anonymous.

Pairing: Yandere!Venti x Reader (Genshin Impact).

TW: Stalking, Slight Codependence, Obsessive Mindsets, Implied Kidnapping.

The wind sees more than mortal eyes could ever hope to.

Venti is less connected with it than he used to be, unable to redirect even the tamest of storms or summon a gust strong enough to carve gentle hills out of fierce, jagged mountains, but he's still an archon, still a poet, and he can still smell the salt on the gales that rise from the sea, he can still hear the birdsong on the morning breeze, and he can still feel the softness of the cecilia petals, the chill of the snow in Dragonspine, the metallic tang of the blood of beings foolish enough to stand against a force they cannot touch, let alone fully understand. He sees all that the wind does, even if it rarely ever comes in the form of sight. He knows all that the wind knows.

And he knows how much it favors you.

You don't have a Vision. You're not a fighter, a soldier, a warrior looking for a new weapon to put to good use, and yet, the wind seems to prefer your company over that of the mortals he's deemed worthy of its blessing. It follows you, encircles you, runs through your hair and over your skin in a way that leaves Venti's hands tense and clumsy, too awkward to do more than strum simple melodies until the feeling passes and he can think about things that aren't smooth and warm and soft, again.

It knows your name, calls it through windchimes and cathedral bells, and in the summer, when the nights are hot and windows can be left open after sunset, it often creeps in to be with you as you undress, as you lay in bed, as your mind starts to wander and your hands follow in suit. He knows that he shouldn't watch, but he doesn't have a choice, he can't risk straining the tether between himself and his chosen element any further. It's the burden of an archon - albeit, a burden he can't seem to bring himself to mind.

It's a strange relationship, the favoritism of the wind and your oblivious appreciation, his accidental awareness and your unknowing naivety. He's never spent any time with you, only ever seen you in passing, but he knows what you like, how you act when you think no one else is watching. He's never spoken to you, never shared your company so traditionally, but your voice comes to him in dreams, in harmonies, and when he sings, he often finds himself singing for you, even if he knows the wind doesn't carry his words like it carries yours. He's never touched you, not with his own hands, not for any longer than the time it takes two strangers to pass each other on the street, but he thinks about it, often, about how it would feel, about your warmth, about your lips, about you. About what the wind wants for you, a life spent inside of its smoothing embrace, and about what he wants for you, as an onlooker, as your friend, as your distant, intangible lover. About how nice it would be, to shorten that distance. About how much he would like it if you came to see him, hear him, know him as intimately as he knows you.

He is not its master, anymore. He has no more or less sway over the wind than any gifted mortal, and he doesn't desire that control again, not really, not after so long spent without it. But, he's still an archon, still a god, and he does have his ways, his words, his connections, however tenuous. He still has the wind.

And he knows it can be convinced to cooperate, as long as they share a common goal.

GENERAL YANDERE HEADCANONS || GOJO SATORU

Note: To make up for the Gojo request I accidentally deleted. This is just something simple.

Pairing: Yandere Gojo Satoru x gn! reader

Warning: Yandere themes

Format: Headcanons

Please continue below the cut.

Gojo Satoru, the man of all men, an absolute saint to the naked eye. To those who don't know him personally. Surely anyone would kill to be in his place, to have his wealth. Not to mention his clear popularity with the women and the looks to match. Although it means nothing to him.

Arguably one of the worst yandere's to be stuck with. Unless your abilities are up to par with his you have no chance of escaping. As his infinite void being no mere plaything and seeing it first hand is an experience of a lifetime.

Undeniably stalks you between work and openly admits it as well. There's no ounce of shame in this man's actions nor does he shy away from his feelings.

Despite his busy schedule, it seems as though there's always time for you in it. Much more than you'd like. It'd often bring you to question, "Where'd you get all this free time from?" Knowing you'll get no straight answer.

Touchy and controlling, what a shame. Satoru requires a lot of affection to "function" on a day-to-day basis and it's painfully clear you aren't inclined to give him such. So he'll just take it himself!

"Waah~, you're so mean to me. After all, I've done for you I can't even get a kiss? You're so selfish~!"

Possessive: Constantly feeling the need to flaunt your relationship to the public. To have a hand on you, squeezing you ever-so-tight. To show his eternal desire for you, and sealing it with a kiss. Anything to prove that you're off-limits is a possibility.

Rather sadistic, perhaps unintentionally. There's just something about teasing you, leaving you red in the face. Or watching you squirm in his grip, clawing at his pale skin, begging for him to let you go. It never gets old.

Jealousy has never been something present in your relationship and his god complex should serve as a clear explanation. There's simply no room in your heart to love another man, let alone one who does not compare.

"Hm, who was that? Ahhh, A friend. He's not much to look at is he?"

Is there any chance I could request for headcanons for yanderes Sebastian, Ciel, Alois and Claude with a reader who's literally fighting tooth and nail against them and keeps screaming "I have a black belt in karate and will kill you once I'm out of here!" Lol I'd LOVE to see their reaction 🤣😂

This is part 1 for Ciel and Alois. I hope you like this.

Yandere Alois Trancy

Alois would be really upset.

You are usually a very sweet and empathetic person.

But not after you started “dating” have you become a small and horrible devil.

Alois doesn't want you to leave him so he plays the "I had a horrible childhood" card.

After that, he’s even more upset when he doesn’t get free sympathy from you.

Claude and Hannah have to hold on to you so you don’t leave or hurt Alois.

(Or really just Hannah holding you because Claude doesn't care)

This would change his plans very much.

Alois hates it how you try to hurt him every time he tries to hug you.

Because of this, Alois is starting to blackmail you.

(But if your family is similar to you it won't work for long)

Hannah is trying to cause you Stockholm syndrome.

She just wanted you to stop hurting Alois with your escape attempts.

But it's just a shame you don't listen to her.

This becomes a very difficult and long relationship.

Yandere Ciel Phantomhive

Ciel would be very disappointed and angry.

He just can't believe you tried to attack him.

Sebastian had to stop you so you wouldn't hurt Ciel.

You can be sure that Ciel will punish you for this.

He really doesn't want to deal with your "childish defiance"

Or so he tells you.

Ciel doesn’t show his grief that the only person he loves doesn’t love him back.

He locks you in the basement so you can "think about your actions".

In the meantime, he will agree on your marriage with your parents.

Now you can’t get rid of him even if you want to.

Life can be a shitty thing.

Hello friend!❤️ I absolutely adore your Miya Twins works. Every time you post something for one of them or both of them I’m so elated and excited to read what you’ve come up with! If your requests are open (your bio says they are) I was wondering if you could write something where the reader almost successfully escapes or calls for help? What are the twins reactions? What would they do? I love how you write their dynamic and would love to see this idea explored! If you don’t want to write for both of them, maybe Atsumu’s perspective? Personally he is my favorite twin! I hope you are well thank you❤️

Hey friendo! ♥ We actually talked about escaping them before, so this might be interesting for you! Thanks for requesting, I hope this is close to what you wanted! I needed a reason to just make it ‘almost’ ^^’

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"Keep it down, 'Tsumu."

His brother's warning only frustrated Atsumu more, but he grit his teeth in response, the last remnants of his voice fading through the hallway of the apartment complex. Maybe he had been a little loud as he tried to voice his anger, frustration, and fear, but how else was he supposed to come to terms with this situation? Not only had their darling found a way to crack the lock on the front door open, no, they also successfully slipped out of his grasp and outran him in the moment of surprise - HIM, a professional athlete.

It was almost too bad that they missed a step on the second to last staircase, making them fall right into the opposing wall. The twins' screams as they heard the maddening crack when their head hit the cement must have echoed throughout the whole house. Luckily, the twins weren't the only shady people renting an apartment here, and most were empty anyway. No one came to see what the ruckus was all about.

Their darling was anything but weightless as they were slumped against his back, Atsumu giving them a piggyback ride back to their home. Luckily, his muscles were good enough to easily carry them around, but taking three staircases with an extra person on his back wasn't the most comfortable task even for him.

"It's your responsibility. You let them get away," had been Osamu's reasoning as to why they wouldn't alternate carrying them. "Asshole," Atsumu grumbled, Osamu giving him a glare back over his shoulder. He knew just as well that Atsumu wasn't lashing out at him, both of them going through the same state of shock and frustration. But now, with the blood of their darling's head wound dripping onto Atsumu's shirt, they also had their hands full with worrying.

"Stop making a scene. It could be worse," Osamu reminded him, but despite the harsh words, Atsumu felt the same kind of relief. At least they didn't make it out. But at what price?

"Ya think they'll recover from that?" Atsumu asked quietly as Osamu opened the door for him, both of them frowning at the busted door lock. It was crazy to think that their sweet, docile darling was able to do such a thing. However, when their darling realized that their plan failed to pick the lock, they must have panicked so much they ended up opening it this way. "From their failed escape? Probably. That wound is a different thing."

Both of them were tense as Osamu spoke out what they wished didn't have to be voiced. They were no doctors. They could patch up a cut or put ointment on a bruise, but if anything was wrong inside of their brain, they'd be screwed. Bringing them to a hospital was out of the question. Less their darling might be taken away from them. Atsumu didn't even want to start thinking about all the people that would be all over his sweetheart, touching and caring for them while he couldn't. A stupid moment to get jealous, but who could blame him?

"Put them down in their room; it's the safest spot at the moment. Close the door just in case," Osamu instructed, opening the door for Atsumu before disappearing into his own bedroom. "Bring tissues!" Atsumu called after him as he carried their darling inside, trying to slide them off his back as gently as possible and laying them on their bed. His t-shirt was already ruined as he pulled it off, gently dabbing the fabric against the wound on their forehead, waiting for his brother to bring some bandages and ointment. "Shit," he mumbled, biting his own lip in frustration.

The person he was most frustrated with was himself. Yes, he knew about what kind of power balance reigned in their house. Yes, he knew that not all he did to his darling was in their best interest. But he didn't want it to end... like this. That's not what he wanted. Pressing the shirt to their wound, he lifted their hand with his free one, bringing it to his lips. They had done something bad. Something really, really bad. But at the same time, they were so vulnerable, so dependant, and they didn't even know it. They shouldn’t have run from them, it was their darling’s fault in the first place. But how could he be mad at them when they were in this heartbreaking state? Punishment was nothing he could even think about in that moment. What if they didn’t wake up again? Even with the blood dripping from their face, they were the most wonderful person he knew, and Atsumu feared to have told them that less than he should have when he had the chance.

"Move." Giving him an ungentle kick in the waist, Osamu made Atsumu free up the space directly next to their darling's head. He wished he could have his brother's place, but Osamu was just a bit better when it came to fixing stuff. So maybe, he could fix this too?

Pushing away Atsumu and his shirt, Osamu leaned over their darling, checking again if they were still breathing before taking a closer look at the wound. "Ya know how to do stitches?" Osamu mumbled as he looked at it from every side possible. "Are you crazy?" Atsumu hissed back. "Neither of us can do that!"

"And your better idea is...?"

Fuck. His stomach twisted and churned as Atsumu thought about this.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"You do it," Atsumu spoke monotonously. Trying to hide his fear and the shaking hands in his lap.

"Your hands are more steady," Osamu hissed back at him, not noticing that they currently were out of control, only trusting logic in this situation.

"Are you kidding?" Atsumu barked, ready to hit his brother if not for both of Osamu's hands being around their darling's face to steady it.

"One of us has to, and it ain't me! I just cook! You have finger coordination!"

"But..." Atsumu's voice cracked, his eyes falling onto their darling's almost peaceful face if not for the bloody mess at the side of their forehead. Osamu sighed. He pulled his hands away, fingers covered in red smears as he brushed back his hair. "They're bleeding, 'Tsumu," he whispered, and Atsumu heard the same damn fear in his brother's voice that he was fighting with. The struggle, the uncertainty. Fear of losing their darling and guilt of letting it come so far. Osamu had been farther away from their darling than Atsumu, but he was blaming himself just as much. "What do we do?" Osamu's voice was strained with the burden of a person's life on his shoulders as well.

That's right. Atsumu wasn't the only one hurting.

"Then the hospital--" Osamu sighed, catching his composure as quickly as possible, or he might have started to cry. Instead, he pulled out his phone. He hesitated before his lock screen flashed up, ready to call the emergency hotline. By now, time was of the essence.

"No," Atsumu decided right as his eyes caught the light coming from the display. "I'll do it," he stated, determined with an unknown strength.

"I will," he emphasized again, this time, trying to hide the slight shake of uncertainty in his voice. All their work, all this time they put into keeping their darling with them - it couldn't be in vain. Their love was not so shallow. "But..." Osamu mumbled, unsure if this was the right decision.

"I'm the older twin. Trust me."

"Debatable..." Osamu mumbled, glancing back at their hurting darling. "But I trust you."

It all felt unreal. Their first aid kit wasn't just a normal, store-bought one as Atsumu always thought. Somehow, Osamu seemed to have predicted there could have been worse wounds to befall them, owning everything they could need. Chaos reigned in Atsumu's head as he watched one video after another of how to stitch wounds on Osamu's phone while washing his hands maniacally as if to wash off the sins crawling over his skin. The time was pressuring him. There was so much to note, he was barely able to remember the first step once he was done watching it. Avoiding blood poisoning seemed to be the slightest problem when he couldn't even remember how to close a stitch.

Both of them suited up for the occasion, Osamu silently bringing a new shirt into the bath before washing his hands next to his brother. "We said we'd do it together when we brought them here," he reminded Atsumu as he helped him into the gloves. "You're not alone in this."

"I know," Atsumu sighed. "We always did it together, but I have to do this alone. For them. For us."

"I'm always right behind you," Osamu encouraged Atsumu as they stepped up to their darling. A moment of silent prayers passed as they looked down at the biggest mistake of their life. Their darling.

"Let's get it over with," Atsumu mumbled. There was something in his brother's eyes that Osamu had never seen before. He could only recognize it as a point of no return. A breaking point. And yet, Osamu handed the needle to his brother, who immediately pointed it to where he wanted it to go. However, before he could stick it in, he hesitated, his will faltering instantly. What if he'd mess it up? What if he couldn't do it? They'd die. Either way, they'd die.

"On three," Osamu caught his brother, who was falling into despair. Atsumu had to do it. There was no turning back, they had long ignored the right things, and now they were too deep in to go back. He'd prove his love once and for all. Atsumu breathed in.

"Deep breath. One. Two..."

Atsumu breathed out.

"Three."

yandere diabolik lovers react s/o that can do magic tricks

Yandere Sakamaki brothers react to their s/o who can do magic tricks

CW: slight n/s/fw implications 

format: headcannons

word count: 400

First diaboys request thank you anon 🙇‍♀️

Ayato

You would think in his 300 years he would stop being so impressed by this kind of stuff, but he never did. It never ceases to amaze him, but he wouldn’t say that. He’s a little confused on how you actually managed to pull that off. Demands you teach him, Ore-Sama needs to know!

Kanato

He is surprisingly interested. Even if he knows it’s not real magic, it’s quite entertaining to watch you preform tricks for him and teddy. He’ll applaud you at first with praise but don’t get too excited because if you get too cocky he’s quick to remind you of how it’s nothing compared to real magic and doesn’t hesitate to show you of the type of magic he is capable of too.

Laito

He loves it, differently than how Ayato likes it. It’s more like when you see a puppy do something cute. “Nfu~, bitch-chan has magic powers, how cute!” Expect pats on the head, but why is bitch-chan trying to hard to impress their Laito-kun hmm? You must want something in return~

Reiji

So dramatic! He will begrudgingly watch if he must, but after that he will urge you to start doing more productive things with your time, and find better ways to spend your time. There’s a million better things you could’ve been doing instead, like letting him help you with your studies or let him school you on how to properly clean and organize a tea set.

Shu

Uninterested. You really think he hasn’t seen that before. He might not even give you the time of day (or night?) If you beg him enough he might just sit there with a dead pan as you try your best to impress him. The most he’d do is make fun of how foolish it seems with a smirk and lay back down. Please don’t bother him with such a foolish human activity. Oh, and he expects your blood in return for making him sit through that.

Subaru

Almost the same as shu but he’s seemingly more annoyed. It’s mostly just an act that he’s putting on but even so, he’s really glad that you want to entertain him with your skills. Even if they aren’t even as amazing as other types of magic he’s seen, he’s probably the only Sakamaki who would watch your whole act throughly, enjoining your company.

Oh my bad I forgot to add a prompt. Elf priest with a darling with low self esteem issues? —anonymous

tw / tags: gn reader, confinement, depression, body insecurities, manipulation, nudity, general yandere theme, sfw, unedited featured character(s): alien elf priest  minors dni, this is unhealthy relationship.

—note: i…think your previous ask might’ve gotten eaten, nonny :c anyhoo, im a big MEH with this piece personally. still, hopefully you’ll enjoy some of this?

》you lost track of how long you’ve been trapped in this place. —however long it was, it was hitting you hard. Harder and harder longer you were chained up to this unholy temple. —and he wasn’t letting you to go anywhere without his permissions. —youcantbreathe

》because of their culture, they wore very little. strips of silk covering just small bit of their genitalia, their chests, and not much else. —and you were not spared from being dressed the same way. —seeing their long, slender bodies made you to feel ashamed of your own physical flaws. —the ways they looked at you, scared you. —youkeptpinchingyourskin

》what did they expect you to do as their so-called god!? —you had nothing. you could only cast your own personal judgments toward the innocents and sinners. —it was no different from any other judge. —and you’ve made mistakes. —stoplookingatme!

》the priest was cruel —“you’re perfect the way you are, my holy one.” he crooned. —his touches felt like poison creeping down your skin. —he was tall, lean, and his hair was as white as pure snow, curtaining around your small form whenever he bowed over you, “special, beautiful, breathtaking…” he’d say. —pleasestop.

》perhaps it was in human’s nature to compare one’s self to another —but you couldn’t seem to stop. —it hurts seeing how…plain you were to the people’s beauty. — “is that so…” the priest drawled once he forced the truth out of you, not blind to your unhappiness, “then let me be the only one who can see you.” —no.

》you refused —but one does not simply refuse the priest. —slowly and slowly, your judgements with the audience became fewer and fewer. —the priest always tell you half-truths why. —you couldn’t believe you were missing that cold throne of yours. —before long, you barely left your grand prison at all. —letmeoutletmeout!

》you confronted him, what else could you do? —he grabbed your chin and smiled at your defiant glare, “now you will never endure their leers again, my holy one.” —“let me out.” you demanded. —the priest never listened—he never did and laughed at your willfulness, “here, you are the most beautiful,” —in my eyes only, was left unsaid. —while you flinched from his slow caresses, the priest kept that curl in his lips.

》until you can see only and only him, the priest will take a little piece from you everyday. splintering you apart until there is no more pain and worries left for you to feel. —he will make you to see just how beautiful you are. —pleaseletmego.

tbh that last ask .are me remembering that I may or may not have a crush on flippy. got a few headcannons for him too.

Yandere Flippy/Fliqpy (Platonic & Romantic Headcanons)

TW: Implied Dissociation, Mentions of Violence & Death, Implied PTSD, Mentions of War, Toxic Mindsets.

A.N. - In exchange for that confession, I offer this as a gift.

Platonic:

Even though he completed his tours, a part of Flippy never left the battlefield. The presence of his friend provides a level of calm and comfort that, while not eliminating the threat of flipping, increases his stress tolerance and cognitive clarity. This break from paranoia is negated as soon as they leave his side, and Flippy will attempt to search for them before the next trigger overtakes him.

Any threat to his friend's well-being is neutralized with the utmost haste and hostility, leading to a dangerous environment for other residents. The loss of their health, especially if severe or accompanied by loud noises, guarantees an appearance of Fliqpy. Once his friend calls for help or appears immobilized, the veteran mentally reenters the war and deems every other living being in the area a foe.

When he is not under the influence of Fliqpy, Flippy is a loyal and kind companion whose tendency to hallucinate and inflict violence is reserved for extreme circumstances. The uncontrolled aggression exhibited by his other self is traded for protective alertness towards his friend. He relies on them to initiate most outings, for his fears of an ambush have made him a bit of a recluse.

Romantic:

Fliqpy was initially an identity created to help Flippy cope with the traumas he endured in the war, serving as an ostensibly independent consciousness that is motivated purely by a desire to survive. He acts without the restraint and fear that crippled Flippy more than they assisted him in the chaotic minefield of war, but civilian life's demands for conformity and obedience have rendered Fliqpy a vestigial menace that outlived his purpose the day Flippy returned home. He is the part of Flippy that sees enemy troops in the faces of neighbours, hears gunfire in every pop of a balloon and bang of an engine, and thinks the sight of blood is a sign that the Tiger General is nearby and looking for a fight.

When his partner interacts with another, the slew of negative emotions that would generally follow is transferred to Fliqpy. Small tensions arise in Flippy, but the bulk of his rage is suppressed until it exceeds his vigilant mind's ability to subconsciously contain. Blanks in memory follow an abrupt awakening to the scene of death. Flippy is haunted by a sense of helplessness that only breeds more anger, believing that the war has irretrievably stolen his peace.

The protector in him emerges if his partner is injured or finds themselves in an untenable situation. News of a robbery by Lifty and Shifty or an unwanted exchange with a town resident draws his more ferocious side to the surface, and Fliqpy is inclined to view his partner as a comrade in need of aid.

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hi, you could do yandere blackpink where the reader has to go out with friends but the girls want the reader to be with them. Thank you

Genre: Yandere, Blackpink x Fem!Reader

Tw: manipulation, lot's of crying, and fingering.

A/N: Thank you sm for the idea anon! Here you go! I started feeling a lil h*rny during Rosie's part and yeah 🤡. sksksk Hope you like it <333

♡ Jisoo ♡

'Jisoo honey, I have to leave now okay?' you say, placing your handbag on your shoulders. Jisoo, standing behind you, nods and smiles weakly. She has been acting a little weird since you told her in the morning you'd be out with your best friend tonight, so you look at her concerned.

'Babe, you okay?' you ask her, holding her face in your right palm, and rubbing her cheek. She melts into the warmth of your hand and hums. '(Y/N) please d-don't go,' she stutters, looking into your eyes pleadingly.

As tears fill her eyes, you drop your handbag and gently cup her face with your hands. You whisper soothing words to her while she sobs and whimpers into your neck.

She tells you that she has been feeling down for the past few days and that she would really appreciate your warmth as she lies in bed tonight. You nod, running your fingers through her back to calm down her hiccups and sobs. You tell her to wash up so you can cancel your plans with your best friend.

Jisoo chuckles while washing her face with cold water. She couldn't believe you fell for her act. She looks into the mirror, staring with red eyes at her reflection. Who knew she was so talented in acting.

She smiled proudly as you laid across her bed, ready to comfort her. You were so innocent, so naïve, and she promised herself to protect you forever.

♡ Jennie ♡

While eating brunch at the small coffee shop near Jennie's apartment, you tell her that you'll be meeting with your friends this evening.

She stops eating half way and looks at you with wide eyes. 'What?! Noo today we're u-um going on a date!' Jennie yells too loudly, which made a few heads turn and look in your direction.

You and Jennie bow and apologize, then you whisper to her, 'I told you about this a week ago! Why didn't you tell me that we had a date today?'

Keeping a tight grasp on your arm, she whispers, 'P-please don't go.' It made you sigh. Who could reject a pouty Jennie? You wipe the coffee's cream off her lips and smile.

As you nod and saw her face explode into a huge smile, you called your friend to cancel plans, but she did not pick up. You frowned, but decided to call her later. Jennie then drags you to a nearby flower garden to enjoy your afternoon.

She pulls you into a kiss and gently let's her hand between your dress while you whimper into her lips and pleasure yourself with her hand.

However, you didn't notice the small blood stain on Jennie's t-shirt and your friend's bracelet in her bag.

♡ Rosé ♡

As soon as Rosé enters your room, you smile. She falls on you, and you yelp and giggle as you run your hands through her hair. When she kisses you in the neck and her hands reach down to your waist, you gasp and her gorgeous eyes look at you. You smile while enveloping her lips with yours, and running your hands around her body feeling her against you.

'Not more , Rosie' you say, breathing heavily when she sucks on your nipples. She frowns and looks at your breathless form. ' Why not?' she asks her hands dangerously close to where you want it to be.

You tell her you needed to go and meet your friends in the park now. Rosé shook her head, burying her hands between your legs. You moan loudly, your hands now entangled in Rosé's hair. You had to get ready now, but here you were, completely smitten with your love.

'You sure can leave in this state?' she smirks, pressing her fingers deeper into you while you gasp and arch your back, screaming. She can't believe she was the one who got to make you feel this way.

'N-no I'll stay!' you scream, your hands on Rosé's shoulders while you ride her fingers. "I-I'm so close fuck" you moan, your head looking at the ceiling while your first orgasm came closer. Rosé smiled while burying her face into your neck, enjoying your scent. She can't believe it worked.

You chose her over your friends. And she was ecstatic.

♡ Lisa ♡

'(Y/N) No! You can't spend time with your friends tonight!' Lisa yelled at you, while she washed her cat Leo. You stare down at your feet, overcome by anger and sadness. 'Why not?' you whisper, playing with your fingers.

She stared angrily at you, but her gaze softened when she saw tears falling from your eyes. 'Will you wait for me in the bedroom, please?' she softly said. You nod and walked to the bed, sitting down.

A few minutes later, Lisa walked in and shut the door. She looked at you, who did not dare to look at Lisa. She sighed and slowly sat next to you, taking your hands in her own.

'Babe listen to me hmm?' she says, gently moving your hair out of your eyes. You nod slowly. 'It's not that I don't trust you honey , it's just that I don't trust that friend of yours. She always looks like she wants to take advantage of you and I'm worried baby' she says, an expression of concern takes over her face.

Your head muffled her words as she mumbled all kinds of shit about your friends. You look into her beautiful eyes and wonder how such a gorgeous person can be so manipulative.

You should have listened to your best friend's advice when she said she felt something off about Lisa not allowing you to wear what you want. You don't know why you brushed off all the red flag signs Lisa sent you.

Now there was no way of escape, you fell into her trap just like she wanted you to.

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Y'all please, I'm having thoughts about dilf! Naruto and Sasuke... Just imagine them being the worst little shits ever, taking advantage of you whenever they want and please but their approaches are so different!

Naruto is naturally more soft, even sweet. He picks on you, calls you kid and he loves it when you visit him in his office. He's a very busy Hokage, he loves it when his favorite little ninja visits him!! Please, tell him about your day, tell him what you did! He has the silliest little grin on his face, his baby blue eyes shining brighter than the sun itself. He loves taking you out to eat, especially ramen because of course he does. He watches you slurp the delicious noodles with a strange glint in his eye but you think nothing of it. He's just tired. That's it, you're sure of it. Although, you can't help but to stiffen up whenever he gets close to you, his arm slowly creeping up near your waist, his hot breath fanning your ear ever so gently. He knows what he's doing but he is good at keeping up that innocent facade of his. He'll offer to feed you, the chop sticks close to your lips, his touch felt excruciatingly hot against your skin. You felt like running away, but whenever you even thought about doing so a deep voice inside your head would warn you not to do so.

And Sasuke, oh Sasuke... He's so mean and shameless, it drives you insane!! He's a downright bully at times, toying with you and your feelings, his onyx eyes staring down at you with pure mockery, amusement and a few other things that you can't identify, and to be frank you're not sure you even want to. He trains you non stop and you can catch him staring at you with no remorse whatsoever. You can't help but to blush, he makes you so uncomfortable whenever he stares like that, you plead and beg for him to stop. He says he will but he never does, he never will. You're so cute, he has to! He gets so jealous too, especially if Naruto is near. He sees how his friend treats you, how sweet he is towards you and Sasuke feels like puking. You little brat, isn't his attention enough for you huh? There you go, seducing the Hokage like it's nothing, how dare you? Well, Sasuke will be more than happy to put you in your place, don't test his patience.

Could you do Neijire and Addiction, from the prompt list, please?

Warning(s): Hints of Overstepping Boundaries, Mentions of Suffocating Behavior, Hints of Stalking, Guilt Tripping, Breaking and Entering (nothing extreme, your room door was unlocked), Setting is similar to the dorms in UA but you're all in college

Addiction - “If you want me to beg, then I’ll beg for you.”

"Hey, hey, (y/n)? Can I come visit your dorm tonight? We can binge watch any series you'd like and eat all the snacks we want!"

Maybe it was just you, but you felt like Nejire was asking to hang out after hours more often. It wasn't something necessarily bad but you figured she had her other friends to partake in these sorts of activities. She just seems to want to spend all her time on you and maybe she has gotten attached to the time you two spent. Besides, it's nice to spend time with her since she is such a cool and peppy person to hang out with. There's never a dull moment when Nejire is around.

Though, lately you've been really busy with studies and such, so your time is mostly spent at the library or behind a computer. It's a lot to deal with but you knew that everything will be beneficial in the end. Still, it was quite exhausting and you hoped Nejire wouldn't be too upset that you would have to cancel plans. You can already picture her pouting before telling you to take care of yourself more. A chuckle escapes you imagining that.

It was a rough day, so your true goal was to head back to your dorm and plop on your bed for some good rest. Nothing else was going to prevent you from doing so as a yawn escaped you. Good thing your dorm wasn't too far away since you didn't have much energy to walk too much today.

Finally reaching your destination, you pulled out your dorm keys to let yourself inside. To your surprise, the door was unlocked. Did you forget to lock it this morning? Probably. You've either been in a rush to arrive to class early or too exhausted to even remember to lock your room door. Man, you really need to get a grip. It's good that the whole place has top notch security...

You let yourself inside and take a deep breath before looking to your bed. It only hitched as you spotted Nejire sitting atop of it, busing herself by humming and patting her knees while looking around. This confused and slightly worried you.

She caught sight of you and smiled brightly. "(y/n)! You're back! I was worried that you might have just went straight for the library!" She bounced off of the bed and made her way to you, grabbing both your hands. "I was thinking we can grab some food together when you came back since I haven't seen you in a while!"

You blinked twice to confirm what was going on before trying to muster up a smile despite how tired and on guard you are. In your thoughts however, you tell yourself that you shouldn't be like this because this is your friend Nejire for crying out loud. There has to be an explanation.

"Um, Nejire? How did you get in my room?"

"Your door was unlocked silly! I only wanted to check up on you, but it seemed that you weren't here so I decided to wait for you!" She swung her hands with yours and she swayed her head from side to side. "It was getting a little lonely..."

The slight shift in her tone made you feel a little guilty. It was not completely your fault for how occupied your time was, but a part of you still felt responsible. "I'm sorry Nejire... Maybe we can try planning something after this all blows over. I'm almost done, I promise!"

"You promise?" Nejire's eyes lit up as you said that. She immediately holds out her pinky finger. "Well, since you promise, let's make it official. Don't break it, okay~?" 

"I'll try."

And you truly did try. Every passing day the guilt just weighed on your shoulders as you remembered what you promised her. Every day she would come by as well, asking if you were free. It got to a point where she just stood right outside of your classroom, waiting for you. Admittedly it made you uneasy on how she even knew where it was; you didn't really give her your schedule or any clue on what classes you had. In some way, you felt like you shouldn't be annoyed by her constant question every single day. Since you did swear to her. But can you blame yourself for wanted her to stop? With how this was going, it seemed like she was eating up your small amounts of free time in between classes. Nejire didn't leave any moment you had alone. She managed to squeeze herself in with ease.

The worst part was, no matter how much you tried to voice this out, she wouldn't listen. Nejire would either changed the subject or flat out ignore your protests. There was no reasoning with her! What had happened? You didn't have a clue on why she would act like this and completely disregard your needs and boundaries. It was time you put a distance between the two of you. This would not be easy, but it was necessary. She needed to see how serious you were.

"Hey, hey. (y/n)? Why have you been ignoring me?"

Nejire had knocked on your door after three weeks of you avoiding her. It gave you time to clear your thoughts and figure out what to tell her should she confront you on the situation. You wouldn't let her in, but you can at least tell her.

"Look Nejire... This isn't easy to say but—"

"You haven't gotten tired of me, have you?"

That certainly took you off guard. You didn't think she'd very say that. "What? No! Of course I w—"

Her voiced wavered slightly, but it was still laced with her bubbly personality, "Then how come you've been avoiding me, huh? Huh? Is it because you broke the pinky promise? You couldn't fulfill it? That's fine! I'll still love you no matter but ghosting me is just cruel!"

Okay, now you just couldn't understand what's up with her. You needed to tell her to go back to her room so she can calm down. Then the two of you can talk this out in the morning. Most of the floor was out for the night, so it was just the two of you here. You let out a sigh; sleep was something you wanted right now.

"I'm not doing this because I hate you or anything... I just— You've gotten... Clingy lately. It was getting bad."

For the first time, Nejire was quite for a while. At first you thought something was wrong since she's always bouncing from topic to topic and always had something to talk about, so this was out of place. However, you then thought maybe she just finally gave up and left to her room. A sigh of relief escapes you, thankful that she got the hint and was thinking rationally about this. You didn't know what you'd do if she continued. Well, yes actually, you did knew. Calling someone for assistance would have been something to do in the situation, but now you're happy you didn't have to. Things would have just got messy.

The sound of your doorknob turning proved that you were wrong to assume she left. The door opened just a bit as you backed away, wondering what Nejire would do.

"If you want me to beg, then I’ll beg for you."

"...What—"

She pushed the door wide open to reveal that smile again. The same one that brought you ease and comfort. Now it was just strained and in pain as she closed in on you. How she even moved that fast was beyond you. Her hands gripped your shoulders; she seemed desperate. "I'll beg if that is what will keep you with me! But I know you won't... Though if you still want me to beg to prove a point, then I'll do it!" She beams in sheer glee.

"I would do anything to have you by my side. Even if it means breaking a few rules!"

HOW THEY PRAISE THEIR DARLING | HCs [VER. 1]

▣ characters: LIYUE’S + INAZUMA’S + SNEZHNAYA’S FINEST x gn reader

⦿ chongyun, kazuha, tartaglia, xiao, xingqiu, and zhongli

▣ warning: !yandere content ahead! + !sexually explicit content ahead! + degradation/humiliation + non-con/dub-con + delusional mindsets + obsessive mindsets + mentions of rough/feral fucking + dirty talk + mentions of male ejaculation + infantilism + dumbification + dom/sub dynamics + mentions of blowjobs + pegging/anal/male-fucking

∴ chongyun ∵

❖ when dominant:

he won’t shut up. when chongyun’s energy is much too high for him to control anymore, he’ll not only fuck as if it’s his last fuck he’ll ever have, but he’ll also talk a mile a minute about how good you make him feel. at some point, he’ll end up jumbling phrases altogether and sound like a mumbling gibberish mess. he also has a habit of narrating everything… in detail. from how his dick feels inside of you, to how he’s fucking you, to even describing how desperate he is for you. he’s literally just thinking out loud without realizing it.

➾ “you’re so fucking warm… haah, i can’t believe how warm i feel inside of you. please, i need more! aah, my cock wants more! it wants to go deeper, please (y/n)!”

➾ “uugh, oh fuck! you're getting tighter, (y/n)! yes, grip my cock just like that, and i’ll cum for you!… i’m gonna cum for you, cum inside you! ‘m gonna cum so much!”

❖ when submissive:

chongyun isn't as talkative when he’s regressed into a subby, little headspace. he’s definitely vocal, but when he’s being fucked, used, or pleasured, it’ll become a bit difficult for him to say what he wants to say. but don’t worry, the cries, moans, and whimpers make up for it. he’ll really ever speak when he’s either being told to, or to let you know that he wants to cum. and when he does speak, he is quite the stutterer.

➾ “p- please, d- don’t stop… i wanna… i want you to use me… fuh—… mmm—… p- please keep pounding into me…! i love it…! i- i love you…!”

➾ “ah! y- yes! wanna cum!… w- wanna cum! more, please! baby wanna cum… s- so badly for you!”

∴ kazuha ∵

❖ when dominant:

don’t be too surprise when, all of a sudden, kazuha decides to stop, mid-fucking, and just shower you in compliments and affection. it’s not his fault that he finds you so fucking beautiful when you take him so well. he will worship you, he will kiss you, he will hold you, all while he buries his throbbing dick inside of you, reminding you that this is everything he wanted, that this is what you wanted as well, and that it’s okay to feel like he does.

➾ “don’t resist, my lovely. i do know it’s difficult… but i also know you want this, how can’t you? can’t you feel your little hole stretch around me so well, as if your own body is inviting me in. surely, you’re only being modest through your little protests. though, it’s okay (y/n), i’ll only be gentle for a moment… then… i’ll really show you~”

➾ “mmm, fuck… hah—, if only you can see the way your body collide so perfectly with mine every time i thrust inside of you… hah… hah… i was right, wasn’t i? see? you wanted this fucking, didn’t you? you wanted my cock, right? hah, yes, i knew i was right… mmm, you’re such a good darling.”

❖ when submissive:

when you get around to dominating kazuha, he will only encourage you more. because yes, use him. yes, fuck him. yes, show him how you really feel, and he will enjoy every second of it. kazuha wants you to feel what he feels to the highest degree. sure, he has control over you, he’s over possessive with you, he might make you feel like you don’t matter to anyone else except him, but kazuha waits for the day when you’ll snap and take him, whether in anger, in passionate love, or both. he just wants you to pour out your heart and soul into him, he’s desperate to see that.

➾ “mm, don’t hold back, my darling. take me, please. use me to your fullest. ruin me with all that you got. fuck me the way i should be fucked. uh-huh, yes… fuck me… m’fuck! yes!”

➾ “look at me, look at my body, look at what you’ve done to me, my lovely… hah, fuck… do you see the amount of cum you’ve got me covered in?… i want more, i need more… ah, fuck, you’re getting me hard again~”

∴ tartaglia ∵

❖ when dominant:

underneath the cocky, extroverted exterior of tartaglia is truly a desperate man. you’d assume someone who over-dominates and thrives off of the power he has over you to do even worse in bed, but no, that’s not that case. tartaglia convinces himself that he will always be the one person for you, only him, and he allows himself to claim you in a manner that is all too delusional to be considered love. and the moment he claims you, he is overwhelmed with joy, whether you want to resist or fight or scream, he can’t help but be proud at the fact that it’s happening in the first place. he not only rewards you in affection and affirmations, but he also promises that this is what it going to be like from now on, because you deserve this, from your one and only true love.

➾ “oh, baby… this feels so fucking right… hah, fuck… you feel… so right. uuh, fuck! i love how beautiful you look, baby. do you wanna be held by yours truly and embrace the fucking i’m about to give you, baby? huh? you want that?”

➾ “yes! take this fucking cock! haah! take it baby… you’re doing so well taking me all in… m’can’t wait to fill up, baby… mmm, ah, you think you can handle holding in all of my cum?…because i think you can.”

❖ when submissive:

much like his dominant self, he becomes desperate, needy. only except, he becomes extremely delirious… hysterical… dramatic when you dominate and take control over him. you know you’re doing a good job when this man squirms and cries from the work that you’re putting on him. he loves to put on a good show for you as long as you’re giving all the good shit. he’ll beg for more, he’ll want you to overstimulate him, he’ll want you to spit on him, he’ll want you to slap him, he’ll want to you to go as rough as you possibly can for him. why? because he only deserves such a pleasurable experience.

➾ “aah! mm’don’ s- stop, please! give me more, i’ve been bad, i’m sorry, please, baby!… ah, fuck! yes, another one, give me another one, please!”

➾ “hahah… m- my cock, fuck, i needa cum… please… i promise i’ll be good for you, i’ll be your good boy… i love you so much… just p- please… i love you.”

∴ xiao ∵

❖ when dominant:

it’s like xiao becomes this teenage boy who’s having sex for the first time… except add the anger issues. he’s incredibly inexperience in everything, and becomes frustrated quite easily, so it’s no surprise that he decides to speak on what’s on his mind and ends up degrading the fuck out of you because, you just feel so fucking good. he’s confused on how you make him feel, and that not only frustrates him but it also has him speaking his mind in the most vulgar way, whether he means it or not. he’s just an overwhelmed boy.

➾ “haah! w- what the fuck!? w- why are you doing this to me?… why do you feel so fucking good around me? argh, fuck! fuck you for making me do this, for making me feel this… fuck… m- me…”

➾ “so, you like this, huh?… heh… hah… you like it when i force my cock in your greedy little fucking hole, don’t you? yes! say it, fucking say it!… ah- ah- arghh!”

❖ when submissive:

he becomes more reliant on your praise than anyone else. so, xiao loves to encourage you as much as he can when he’s in a headspace he’s able to talk, but other than that, he whimpers, he moans, he even cries for you. and xiao has no shame in being the dirty little boy he is, in fact, he embraces it for once. he loves to satisfy you, and if he has to let you know through lewd noises and dirty words, then so be it. as long as he can bury himself in your body and have a goodnight's rest, he’ll do just about anything.

➾ “yes, i’m your good little boy… mmmh-fu… haah… please keep touching my cock like that, please… you’re making me feel so good… nnhg… uh-huh… yes, i want more, please!”

➾ “ooh, y- yes! don’ stop! haahhh… fuck me, fuck me, fuck me… fuck me just like the dirty little boy i am, i’m your little boy… so ready to be filled, and touched… yes! touch me, huhhh, touch my cock, please!”

∴ xingqiu ∵

❖ when dominant:

the rich boy status he maintains is nothing short when it comes to being pleasured. if xingqiu feels you need to do better then you must do better, and if he feels you’re doing a good job then he’ll let you know that you’re doing a good fucking job, all because he knows he deserves the best. suck him off with more effort, endure the feral fuckings, let him breed the fuck out of you, swallow all the cum he offers to you, do all of it and you’ll be rewarded with a, ‘finally, a servant who can serve well’. everything he does and says is not for you but for him, and you’d better be thankful that he’s even letting you experience such pleasantries.

➾ “did i tell you to stop? keep going, my little one… you think just because i’m giving you permission to suck my cock that you get to do whatever you want with me? hehe, nuh-uh, that’s not how it works, my sweet… now, force your mouth all the way down on me… yes, good~”

➾ “show me you want more, spread those pretty little legs out more… come on, (y/n), don’t you want me to hit your sweet spot?… mmm?… you have to spread them in order for me to fuck you properly… fuck, yes… that’s right, nice and wide~”

❖ when submissive:

oh yes, he’ll let you dominate him, but expect a whirlwind of back-handed compliments, obnoxious encouragements, and painfully annoying sounds that spew out of his mouth. he’ll smirk, snicker to even just taunt you and push you to the edge even further, to destroy him even more. this is xingqiu’s way of praising you, by being a brat who’ll just end up getting more of what wants in the long run, whether through pain or pleasure.

➾ “heheheh, seems like you know how to turn me on… oh? you want to fuck me? well, my cock doesn’t seem to have a problem with that… hah- ah! fuck, i’m sorry! i’ll be good, just please… fill me…”

➾ “a- aaahh… f- fuck yes… i want more, give me more, i deserve it!… p- please? fuck, fuck… mmm’fff-… keep going, please this cock, milk this cock, please (y/n)?”

∴ zhongli ∵

❖ when dominant:

if there’s one thing zhongli loves, it’s communication. the man loves to talk about every little thing, he loves to praise you, he loves to reward you with his words. zhongli finds praising you to be essential in order for you to become the good little darling you were meant to be, he knows the more he encourages you to keep going, to be good, to stay obedient, the more you’ll comply with him. and zhongli loves the thought of spoiling you with just his words, he knows what it can do to you.

➾ “you’re taking my cock so well, sweetheart… so fucking well… i love to see that bulge in your stomach my little darling, showing daddy that he fits right inside of you so perfectly… mmm, you’re so perfect, baby… everything about you is perfect…”

➾ ”mmmh, fuck, my little darling… you’re doing sooo well, baby… you’re making daddy’s cock feel so good, honey. haah~ someone seems to be a bit too eager for daddy’s cum, i can see it in those beautiful eyes. you just can’t wait, can you?”

❖ when submissive:

in the rare occasion of a sub session with zhongli, these are the only times that he allows you to boss him around, and the only time he’ll comply with you. but just like dom zhongli, sub zhongli loves to let you know you’re always doing great, perfect, absolutely wonderful. he’ll let you know that he loves being fucked by his little darling once in a while, that you’re sloppiness is nothing but inexperience but still praises that you’re working so hard for him. he’ll even say that he enjoys that you can manhandle daddy all by yourself because you’re big enough to dominate daddy for now. but really, this is all just fun and games for him.

➾ “ohh, fuck… i love it when you suck me off like that… please, don’t stop, baby! you’re so good to me, only you make me feel this way, my love… only you… i wanna show you just how much you make me feel, please~! hahhh fuck~”

➾ “hah! that’s it, baby! right there!… uh-huhh, just like that, just like that… oh fuck, darling, you know how make daddy cum, you know how to do it… all by yourself, you’re so good to me baby~!”

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V (venom) with Asmo? Drugging his darling up after getting tired of dealing with their fits, maybe ^^

Prompts: V for Venom.

Pairing: Yandere!Asmodeus x Reader (Obey Me).

TW: Unhealthy Relationships, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Implied Non-Con, Obsessive Behavior.

"Demons used to be able to produce their own venom. Did you know that?"

You could feel his fingertips on the edge of your jaw, then your collarbone, tracing the shape of it. His nails were claw-like, filed down to thin, defined points, sharp enough to scrape against your skin, threatening to draw blood wherever he made contact. You thought they might've been painted, too, but you couldn't remember, and you couldn't check. Your eyes wouldn't cooperate, remaining focused on the canopy strung over his bed despite your best efforts to look at anything else, to concentrate on anything else. You might've tried to lift your head, but that seemed unrealistic, too impossible to justify the effort.

"I guess you wouldn't. Diavolo doesn't like to talk about that kinda stuff, and he wouldn't dream of letting such an ugly part of our history be taught at RAD, 'specially to a human. He probably thinks it'd scare you, if the fangs and horns haven't already."

Your hip, this time, then the sensitive flesh along the curve of your thigh. You could feel your shirt fold and ride-up above your stomach. His shirt, technically, leant to you and never taken back. Asmo liked it, when you wore things that he'd given you. He said you always looked the cutest when you looked like you were something that belonged to him.

"It was before my time, but I've heard about some really nasty stuff. Some of it could work its way into your blood, get into your brain, make you feel like someone's peeling off your skin, one inch at a time. There were aphrodisiacs, too, the kind that could keep you begging to be touched for days. That's what I wanted to get for you, but Lucifer said that kind of thing wasn't allowed, anymore."

You heard him laugh, the sound light and musical.

"We'll have to settle for paralysis, instead. You don't mind, do you, darling?"

You tried to respond, but the groan that made it past your lips was low, breathy, almost inaudible, as nonsensical to you as it must've been to him. A small hum, then a kiss to your temple, a reward for trying your best and a warning not to try and resist his poison's immobilizing effects, again.

"You've just been so distant, lately. Always running off with Mammon or locking yourself away in Satan's stuffy library - it's just not good for you. You deserve to spend some quality time with your favorite demon, without interruption. I knew you'd try and tell me that you have something else to do, or that it'd be unfair to my brothers, or that you 'don't want to', so I figured I should take the initiative. Can't speak lies if you can't speak at all, right?"

Another groan, pitchy and panicked, but Asmo only laughed, again, only kissed you, again, your cheek, then your lips, the gesture so soft and so fleeting, you could almost convince yourself he wouldn't do anything worse, tonight. You felt his weight on the mattress beside you, then in-between your parted legs, his hands on your thighs, now, his teeth on your neck.

"I know you'll be good for me, too. I know you'll take all the love I have to give you."

His lips on your skin, over your jugular. His smile, wide and cutting, more venomous than anything he could ever force into your veins.

"It's not like you have another choice."

Hello :) I was wondering if I could make a not so interesting request and I hope you don't mind 😅 So, like reader has kids with yanderes Tanjiro, Naruto and Yoriichi (Separate) and you can decide the genders and number of kids they have and stuff. Lol you can even make them yanderes too and how would the whole family react to one of reader's friends constantly pursuing reader's love and when reader tells them that she's married and has kids, the lil shit is like "It's all right, just divorce them'' I have a feeling no one will be taking this lightly.....

Note: I would write for this Yoriichi but I have no idea who that is. But I decided on platonic yandere kids.

TANJIRO KAMADO

⛩️ Tanjiro froze, the multiple items in his hands slowly commencing to slip from them. His mouth was slightly agape as those six words replayed in his head. What if you did leave him, left him to enjoy another man? His affection, his lust that couldn't possibly compare to his devotion to you. You wouldn't right? You'd never do such a thing — you live him!

⛩️ How he found out about this? It's simple, your mischievous triplets, always looking to cause trouble. They caught that pesky man in the act on a peaceful walk home with you. They were no better than him, harboring an immense amount of admiration for you. However, I digress, it could be worse.

⛩️ Tanjiro never wants to taint his hands with the blood of the innocent. Even with his admiration, his commitment to you, that's asking for too much. The hate he has for that man is more than apparent, but he has yet to cause you harm. There's no true reason for him to retaliate.

⛩️ "{Name} won't leave me, not a chance! Especially for someone like you!" As mentioned, he's not willing to kill him, but that doesn't exempt him from getting headbutted. If he steps closer to you then that's what he'll receive.

NARUTO UZUMAKI

🍜 Living with Naruto is a struggle in itself. But having kids who take after him was even worse. From behavior to looks, they were his twins, both of them. Clinging to your side and begging for your attention whenever they can, just like their father. I can already see your sanity slipping through your fingers.

🍜 When Naruto heard him say such a thing, he was shocked. It was almost as though he wasn't there, holding your hand, having a genuine conversation with you. Just a meaningless shadow. Not to mention the joyful kids running around at your feet. The situation was quite obvious. The ring on your finger spoke volumes.

🍜 Naruto would never kill anyone without good reasoning. That's not in his nature. Sure he may threaten them, order them to stay away but that's it. In that way, he and Tanjiro are similar. Many people are scared of him as is, thus he'll use that to the best of his abilities.

🍜 "Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" As well all know, Naruto isn't one to hold his tongue. So expect a full-on screaming match between him and your harasser. Though I doubt the man could truly fight back against the shinobi, he is quite loud.

Alois & Ciel is here

Yandere Sebastian Michaelis

It would be hard for Sebastian to hold back his laughter.

The fact that you think you can somehow hurt him is too amusing.

But you can be sure that Sebastian will be happy to help you “learn your place” in this relationship.

He just can’t take you seriously.

But he tries his best.

Of course, Sebastian won't let you leave him.

But if you physically attack him, Sebastian will feel compelled to hurt you.

Maybe he’ll break your arm or leg so you don’t make the same mistake again.

After that, the capture takes place quickly.

Sebastian makes sure you learn that attacking him is pointless and only causes bad things.

But don’t worry he will always take care of you in the end for your health

And I would be lying if I said Sebastian wouldn’t get entertainment from your escape attempts.

Yandere Claude Faustus

Claude is very upset.

He really can’t believe you’re so stupid as to believe you can win him in battle.

But soon he gets proof that you are so stupid.

( You try to kick him in a place where the sun is not shining. )

Unlike Sebastian, Claude thinks there’s nothing fun here.

He will take immediate action.

Claude wants to make sure that “silly defiance” breaks down quickly.

He doesn’t want another troubled person.

( Alois is enough. )

The fact that you are his partner does not give you the right to do anything what you want.

Claude will surely make the wonder of your life with the most intolerable.

He wants you to see how you can be happy just with him.

You will understand it sooner or later.

How would yandere!Julian react to MC getting close to redeemed!Lucio?

Thanks for requesting! ♥

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♡ With someone as clingy and needy as Julian, it’s not surprising that any affection shown towards someone other than him is a big no-no. Julian is even warier than ever, since his darling has slowly been getting closer with Lucio - Lucio, of all people! - and the jealousy that yearns for his darling more than anything is seething deep inside of him when he notices they are becoming way too fond of the Count.

♡ Julian thinks it’s unfair that they haven’t been giving him the same chance as they are giving Lucio, especially since he’s been around so much longer. Has devoted himself to them before they even knew the Count and was the one to cling to them before Lucio even had put one of his filthy hands on them. Julian completely ignores the fact his darling feels much freer with Lucio, who isn’t as clingy and restricting as Julian is. The things that drew them to Julian before - how much fun he was, his affection, and his tenderness - have long changed to bad vibes even if they haven’t realized it yet. Instead, Lucio is giving them exactly what they wanted and sought after, and Julian can’t do much other than to stalk them through their dates and manipulate what he can to put Lucio back into a bad light before his redemption.

♡ However, Julian can feel his darling getting further and further away from him regardless of his interferences. They start being able to see through all the bad things, perhaps a little blinded by their newfound feelings for Lucio. Julian is growing more desperate by the day, getting closer and closer to his breaking point. In the end, he effectively begs his darling to meet with him alone, based on it being very important, and they, even if they are reluctant, can’t abandon an old friend.

♡ It’s his last chance to act, as their relationship is hanging on a thin thread, and Julian knows it. He’s nice enough to ask about them first, though they quickly push the conversation back to his emergency, the reason they came in the first place. His darling makes it clear that they didn’t come for any other reason, already having a bad feeling in their stomach just by meeting him. But being the nice person they are - which Julian always loved about them - they couldn’t reject him either, even if it’s the last time they will meet with him like that. It’s also weird that he’d invite them to a back alley late at night. Usually, he’d take them to the Rowdy Raven or his home, so it must have been really urgent. Even though it’s hard to form the words he wants to say, Julian begins to play all his cards, lays out all his feelings for them, hoping to make them realize how much they mean to him. But with every new hasty string of words, his sentences jumbled, their expression turns into more of a frown, until his throat clogs up and Julian can’t form one more word. It’s over. He knows it, and they know it especially.

♡ Of course, it’s not him; it’s them. They fell in love; they found new passions away from him. They like him, but not in the way Julian feels for his darling. And he knows. Oh, he knows the true reasons behind the pain he has to endure now. The one and only mission he ever failed turned out to be his biggest regret in the form of a blond bastard being alive and stealing his darling. “I understand,” he whispers, hanging his head, and his darling takes a deep breath, unhappy to see him this way but knowing it had to be. They are about to turn away when he looks up again, watching as they take step by step out of the darkness and into the light of the main street. But they don’t come that far, his arms wrapping around them, pulling them back into the dark with him, a sweet smelling fabric covering their airways. Even if he has already lost them, Lucio cannot have them either. Julian is ready to be hated, but he won’t let his darling be taken from him.

Yandere Dgr2 girls reacting to an escaped darling (+punishments)

cw: physical punishments, threats, dr*gging

anon said: we’ve seen dgr2 boys but what about dgr2 girls with an escaped darling?

word count: 500

Akane Owari

You really think you can escape from the ultimate gymnast? She’ll probably catch you the quickest out of anyone just from following your scent. And when she does, nothing too harsh but her spanks and slaps hurt. You might of well have been in a fight.

“You can run but you can’t hide.”

Chiaki Nanami

It’s irritating to her when you run, she gets apathetic and sad but of course you won’t get far. When she returns you back home you’ll be tied up for however long it takes for her to trust you again.

“Hey s/o, could you just hold still?”

Hiyoko Saionj

Hiyoko may be small, but she’s fast, and she knows where you going, so she doesn’t have to chase. She’ll be there waiting with a tearful face. Alongside her normal berating behavior and guilt tripping, you’ll be met with an ankle injury. That’s if she can stomp hard enough.

“You can so dumb sometimes.”

Mahiru Koizumi

The very moment Mahiru comes home to see you’ve escaped your bonds, she’s hot on your trail. She’s quick, agile, and determined. Determined on one thing, and she won’t rest until she has you in her arms once again. Her treatment of you won’t be very good for a while. Oh and she’s threatening your family. Get out of line again and it’s their funeral.

“How could you? Are you really that dense?”

Mikan Tsumiki

Mikan doesn’t chase in that sense but she’s not letting you get away. Much like Saionji, she’s already there waiting for you. Of course she knew exactly where you were going, she’s very obsessive. How could she not? She’s more sneaky than Hiyoko though. Mikan’s waiting in the shadows with a needle filled with tranquilizers, which you’ll find yourself very familiar with soon.

“I know you probably hate me for this, beloved. But I have to do what’s best for us.”

Peko Pekoyama

Peko is not alone in this endeavor. Being very close to Fuyuhiko, he wants to keep her happy. The Kuzuryu clan is orchestrating the whole thing so not only is Peko after you, but the whole clan. As for reparations, Peko prefers to be the one to provide them. She’s more a fan of classic disciplinary measures. Either way, expect to be put to work!

“Forgive me for what I’m about to do.”

Sonia Nevermind

Much like Peko, she’s not alone either. All the ultimate princess, naturally she has a whole kingdom on her side. How you even broke out is beyond me. Her guards are immediately deployed to hunt you down like an escaped prisoner. She’s like a completely different person when you come back. You’ll see why she’s the ultimate princess as she orders you to kneel and beg for her forgiveness until she’s satisfied.

“I didn’t you to stop, did I?”

see dgr2 boys ver. here

sorry for skipping Ibuki ;_; I couldn’t think of one for her

since it’s almost spooky season could you please write some headcanons for oogie boogie from nightmare before christmas?

Yandere Oogie Boogie (Platonic & Romantic Headcanons)

TW: Mentions of Kidnapping, Implied Death & Stalking, Emotional Manipulation, Toxic Mindsets.

A.N. - I memorized every line of his song. Also, I was just thinking of doing headcanons for Jack a few days ago to welcome October.

Platonic:

Oogie is a fan of all things dramatic. The other people in his friend's life are no more of a threat than a loose stitch, but his refusal to stay out of the spotlight for long drives him to order his henchmen to abduct these perceived interlopers and dump them into his torture chamber. Once there, he regurgitates their every flaw and laughable quality, tearing them down emotionally before tossing them into his vat of stew.

No matter how much terror is caused or how many nightmares are induced, Oogie scarcely views the situation as more than a delightful game of roulette to toy with and indulge in whenever he gets the urge to destabilize his friend's life. The incentive for these mean-spirited attacks is often as simple as rolling a more favourable dice value than him. He assures them that the games are merely for recreation, but his persistence in achieving a winning streak implies that the stakes are much higher than a lost afternoon.

The fear that his behaviour inflicts is a source of pride for Oogie. He jokes about cooking the kinder inhabitants of Halloween Town into his stew to pressure his friend to end relationships abruptly and without an obvious motive, which gradually strains their reputation until they are as despised as he is. Acts of rebellion are met with taunts, for Oogie is confident in Lock, Shock and Barrel's ability to retrieve them if they were to escape.

Romantic:

Oogie is an avid cheater who has little to no integrity when it comes to his gambling practices, hopelessly rigging every game and machine in his lair. The Boogie Man challenges his partner to rounds of poker where the reward for beating him is freedom, a promise on which he would never deliver unless Jack was present and melting his bugs until he capitulated. In the unlikely event that they win, Oogie denies it by either inventing rules that nullify their victory or, if they show an insistence on leaving, threatening them with his Snake and Spider Stew.

The residents of Halloween Town live in fear of the name Oogie Boogie, limiting his partner's options for help to a lucky rescue by Sally and personal intervention from Jack. Word of their captivity reaches the Pumpkin King via gossip, and Lock, Shock and Barrel are ordered to act as spies who track and torment anyone suspected of scheming to free them. While Oogie recognizes that Jack is a genuine threat, he will feign uncertainty and cowardice at the mention of the skeleton to lull his partner into a false sense of hope.

Due to his banishment and a healthy fear of Jack's wrath, Oogie spends most of his time in his underground casino. He relies on his henchmen to supply information about his partner's daily activities, adding the names of those who bully or are too comfortable with them for his liking to his hit list. All his deception and time spent fretting over his status as an outcast has shortened his temper and eroded his patience, so Oogie devises a plan to trap them in his lair.

yandere-toons, all rights reserved.

Yandere Karl and Alcina poly relationships trying to win their darling with affections and everything for some alone time even if it’s like 5 seconds. (Sorry about the earlier request I tried my best to understand.)

𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓

𝐓𝐖! 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐮. 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐫𝐥. 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝.

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥! 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬! <𝟑

♫ 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 — 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐢

𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐔 & 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐆

( 𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚊: 𝚗𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 )

( 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚕: 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚛, 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜 )

being at the top of a love triangle between a “lady super-sized bitch” and an “idiot little brother” is quite a challenge

not only are they both after your heart, but they’re both after each other’s necks, as well

remember when moreau had the flask and ethan was just like “i’ll be taking this?" yeah that’s you

they snatch you from one another as if you're just some sack of potatoes they can toss over their shoulder and go about their merry way

of course, their intentions are pure but be cautious around their possessive tendencies

there is nothing they wouldn’t do to have you to themselves

karl heisenberg’s love for you is overpowering and patronizing, but all-together warmhearted

lady dimitrescu’s love for you is wholly infantilizing, but it wouldn’t take a genius to see the complete and unadulterated infatuation she has for you

you’ll spend your days in the castle, admiring all the intricate architecture as alcina drowns you in riches you can’t fathom the price of

she'll give you piano lessons or dine with you, serving you the famous sanguis virginis all while praising you and caressing you as if you were her pet

however, karl will then interrupt and take you to his factory without any room for debate, claiming there’s some new gadget of his that he just has to show you

you’ll then be dragged to the heisenberg factory by a man with captivation in his expression, leaving behind a poor alcina to sulk by herself

though he can’t afford the riches his sister has, he’ll craft you gifts from scratch, which he believes is much more romantic than her useless clutter

karl even designed a metal necklace for you, engraved with gems from the crystal cave

not only does the jewelry mark his claim on you (with a tracker nestled inside the charm, too), but the ferrokinesis freak can also just whoosh you into his arms if you’re with alcina too long for his liking

also the lycans and dimitrescu daughters?? their sole purpose is to protect you at all costs

however, karl has lost a few members of his army after he impulsively sent the lycans to kill alcina when his jealousy gets the best of him

after his perilous attempt to end his heartache once and for all, alcina just tossed the zombies to the side and brushed them off like dust

bonus points if you were with alcina and witnessed the event

she would swoop in with her nurturing nature and comfort you, cursing her brother for putting your safety on the line for the reason of envy

we just won’t speak of the times alcina threatened karl with her freddy krueger claws when he let his hands wander on your body

don't even get me started on the pet names

"dearest," "beloved," and "little lamb" are most used by alcina with desire swimming in her eyes

“kitten,” “sugar,” and “dollface” are most used by karl with saccharine dripping from his tone

there isn’t a single conversation between you two where every sentence of theirs wasn’t some form of a compliment or a blatant confession

just don’t try complimenting one of them with the other around, they will shoot it down immediately

“alcina, i love your lipstick!” “why thank you, dearest-“ “really!? this super-sized bitch couldn’t look decent if she tried!” “quiet now, manthing! your superiors are talking.”

“karl, you’re so good at engineering!” “thanks, sugar. you look-" “oh, please! those man-hands create nothing but disruption! how could someone like you ever see potential in this riffraff?” “quit your whining! you’re just pissed that i’m y/n/n’s favorite!”

although their sibling rivalry has left the other enraged or beaten bloody, their genuine love for you will always outweigh their ongoing battle

just don't be surprised if you wake up one morning tied-up and surrounded by either heisenberg's metal or dimitrescu's wealth.

So, like, my comfort character is young Tom Riddle for some reason. So I was wondering how romantic Yan! Tom Riddle would treat a darling that is an awkward little Hufflepuff?

Yandere Tom Riddle w/ Awkward!Hufflepuff!Reader (romantic)

Tom absolutely loves it, or rather the power that comes with it. His little Hufflepuff, awkward and socially inept and here’s charismatic Tom Riddle to swoop in, taking them under his wing.

You’re all the more easy for him to control and reign in, submissive and compliant. That’s just how he prefers it. He doesn’t actually expect to grow attached to you though. Only he does and at first he thinks you’ll only be a hinderance to him and his goals. But he can’t just let you go so someone else can have you. No, you’re his and that’s how it’s going to stay.

Tom’s ultimate goal, when it comes to you at least, is to completely monopolize you. You will slowly but surely be integrated into his loyal group of death eaters, where you will be welcomed (albeit begrudgingly) and protected. All the friends or acquaintances you did have, no matter how few or how small, will interact with you less and less. Until they just up and abandon you altogether. Tom would use them as a good example of you not being able to trust or count on anyone but him and his ‘friends’.

Anywhere and everywhere you go is either with Tom or at least two of his followers. He doesn’t like you being left on your own, it only leaves room for someone to come around and sweep you away. He knows you better than to give in to someone else, you’re a good little puff that he doesn’t need to worry too much about but it’s safer to still keep you close then to not. Really it’s everyone else he needs to keep an eye on. He even goes as far as to wait for you outside of your common room, walking you to and from classes. On the rare occasion he can’t then he’ll send some of his followers in his stead. 

He loves to get you all flustered with any kind of affection or overall physical contact. He isn’t usually very touchy but with your reactions he could make an exception. He especially like to walk very close to you with his hand hovering above your back. He’s so close to touching but not, yet you still get so red faced and shy. He loves it. He loves the effect he has on you.

You probably aren’t even aware of Tom’s intentions, both towards you and his plans for the future of the wizarding world, which he takes great satisfaction in. You’re clueless and becoming so dependent on him given that he’s really the only person you have at Hogwarts and he revels in it. 

Tom is extremely possessive, highly manipulative and very controlling. He’s smooth and charismatic enough for you, or anyone else for that matter, to not catch on to his tendencies and overall behavior. He keeps you on a pretty tight leash and when you do question him, about anything really, Tom will turn it around on you. Even if what you’re asking is nowhere near accusatory or anything of the sort, he will make you question whether you’re in the right or wrong about even the smallest of things.

He would definitely use his stay at the orphanage, loss of his mother and abandonment of his father to gain your sympathy, anything to keep you at his side really. Even if it has no real meaning or too much of an impact on him, Tom will still use it to his advantage to get whatever it is he wants from you. He has no remorse for using your kind and good heart against you.

If you have any insecurities or fears it would be in your best interest not to share them with Tom. He will hone in on them and use them against you, much like anything else you give him. He isn’t very empathetic at all, only acting out what he’s observed others do in regards to empathy. Tom couldn’t really careless, so long as your place is with him he will do whatever to keep it that way.

He can be sweet, it may not completely be genuine but he can portray what he seems as sweet and romantic. Given that he’s a prefect, Tom will sneak you out of your common room and take you off to where he’s come up with something nice for you. But let’s be honest, romance for Tom is carving his name into your skin where it can never be erased. Not completely at least.

He will spoil you though, so long as you’ve been on your best behavior. And a good pet is always on their best behavior, right? Of course, especially if they belong to Tom. He would gift you plenty of presents; from jewelry to clothes, or diaries/journals to even a petty (all of which he’s picked out for you). But his gifts always come with a twist. For example, all your jewelry of his can’t be taken off unless it’s by his hand and his hand only. You can put them on just fine but they won’t budge when it comes time to take them off. Or whenever you write in your journal that he so lovingly provided, everything you write will transfer to his very own journal, that way he can truly know what’s on your mind. Especially the things you may be keeping from him.

This is ridiculous but Hawks with a s/o who has a pet bird? it sits on their shoulders, kisses their cheeks, talks, and is a little shit towards him

Idk I'm imagining them like puffing up their wings at each other and someone walking in to see hawks insulting a tiny ass bird

The moment your bird meets Keigo for the first time they'll tweet out some nonsense you don't understand but on the other hand your boyfriends standing there with the most offended expression you've ever seen from him in response to your bird

It's become clear to you by now that these two are sworn enemies, while Hawks isn't allowed to make a move against your pet without risking harm to his relationship with his lover, that little bird gets to bite and harass him all day long. You could swear you've walked in on Hawks bent over, face to face with the bird muttering out some threat about how you're his before getting pecked.

Keigo takes you out to eat both as a way to spoil you and shove his relationship with you in your pets face, taking you away from them. Of course he has to remember that bird lives with you and he doesn't, they've always had the upper hand.