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lovelywongie · 10 months
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Yandere that would buy you everything that you possibly can ask for just for you not to leave the house: Present mic, All might, Deku
Yandere that would chain you up to the heater and leave you all alone: Dabi, Eraserhead, Hawks, Toga, Shigaraki
Yandere that would tie you up to the nicest bed with the softest pillows and blankets: Midnight, Shoto, Erasermic, Present mic
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thecuriousquest · 8 months
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Could you ever make a willing fem reader with a possesive midnight?
Hybristophiliac
Yandere Midnight x Fem!Reader
Tag List: @issamomma
Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW, consensual sex, oral sex, vaginal sex, breast groping, nudity, genitalia, possessive tendencies, sadistic tendencies, masochistic tendencies, spanking, kissing
Checkout my Master List here.
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It’s fucked up. It’s completely ridiculous how you overlook everything Midnight has done in the name of finding Nirvana. His sadism and irrationality towards others, the way he tortures people before ending a fight. It should disgust you.
However, it only turns you on. Midnight makes you feel the way no other man could. He’s possessive from his touches to his protection. To you, there’s no other man more wonderful than he is. Even in this moment as he has you naked over his knee.
He raises his hand for another strike, delivering it with an electric fury. Crack! The sound of his palm covering your cherry red bottom is the only sound aside from the moans that pass through your bitten lip.
Dragging a finger down the curve of your back, he digs his pointer into the dip of your spine. “This won’t do. I think someone’s enjoying this too much.”
You look over your shoulder at him, pouting with pleading eyes for him to continue.
“Aw,” he coos as he reaches out for your chin. “Don’t give me that look. This is supposed to be a punishment.”
“Nothing you ever do is a punishment,” you grumble.
Midnight laughs at you as he helps you up off of his knee. Holding you by your naked hips, he pulls you in close for a brutally passionate kiss. Your body molds to his as you lean down and press yourself against his chest, letting him wrap you up in his arms.
With your legs wrapped around him, he stands, continuing to bite your lip with his teeth before swirling his tongue in your mouth. Throwing you down on the bed, he begins ridding himself of his clothes. They fall on the floor with a dull thump, and you chew on your fingernail, anticipating his next sexual move.
“Since this is your punishment for mouthing off like a little brat, why don’t you make it up to me?”
Your eyes widen when his meaning registers. He wants you to play with him! He never lets you on top, except for when you really want to please him or give him a little present.
Nodding with a salacious glint in your eyes, you watch him lie down on the bed. You find yourself immediately between his legs, lowering your lips on the top of his errection. Your tongue travels the length of his cock before taking him between your lips.
His moans of pleasure ring through your ears, perking your nipples with haughtiness at making your man happy. Your head bobs up and down, but he can’t help grabbing your hair and guiding you towards a faster pace.
Your jaw feels a little sore but pride keeps it open and locked in place. Remembering to breathe out of your nose, you keep your throat relaxed in order to take him deeper. It feels like it’s taking too long, and you know exactly how to speed things up. All you have to do is take a deep breath through your nose and begin humming.
He immediately comes undone. Hot ropes pour down your throat. You swallow and pull your lips away from his sword.
He sits up only slightly, holding your cheek in his palm. You crawl closer to him, settling your pink slit on his crotch. He doesn’t even have to ask, yet you obey his every command.
It’s blissful to be able to have Midnight fill your mouth, but it’s even better when his strong cock enters your pussy. You’re already wet, your slippery walls making it easier for your boyfriend to slide in and out of you. You work out your thigh muscles by bouncing up and down on his wet dick. His hands reach out and grope your breasts, giving you an extra stimulant to get off to. He pinches your nipples, sending you to orbit.
Already, you feel the beginnings of your spiral. That luxurious little feeling you get when you’re on the edge of coming builds up, and you press yourself down further and further into him. You feel his tip so deep inside of you that you can barely take it anymore. With one final bounce, you find your womb spasming in ecstasy.
Midnight grabs your hips, manhandling you while he roughly fucks your soaked cunt. That same warm feeling fills you up, and when he pulls away from you, the hole he just used starts leaking.
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He’s insatiable as always. Midnight rails you until you can barely remember your own name. Sloppy from having come so many times in the space of a few hours, he lets you roll onto your side for a break.
Laying back on the pillow, he draws you close to him. Even though there is a sheet of sweat between the two of you, there’s no other place you would want to be.
Brushing your earlobe with his dark lips, he whispers to you with seductive passion, “Mine. Nobody else’s. You got that?”
“I wouldn’t ever want anyone but you.”
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bored0writer · 1 year
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Yandere eraserhead, present mic and midnight (separate, head canons)
platonic or romantic
gn reader
Trigger warnings-possesivness, obsessivnes, gaslighting, guilt tripping, locked away, kidnapping, and overall yandere tendencies
I do not condone any yandere behaviour If you find yourself in a situation like this please try and get yourself safely out of it
eraserhead
I feel he'd be more obsessive but still a little possessive
for shit like punishments I feel like he'd be rather calm just explaining what you've was stupid and that you wouldn't get away he'd also probably just tie your hands together or something and have you sit with him
If you were to runaway he'd be right on your trail he knows what your going to do he knew you were gonna try and leave so why not let you think you've successfully got away and after 30 minutes he'll be dragging you back letting out a quiet chuckle when he saw the shock on your face
He would never hit you but there have been a few encounters where he's just had enough and smacked you guilt washing over him once he realizes what he's done
he would give you stuff like art sets (if your into that), books (again if your into that), if you play instruments he'll get you something like a guitar piano or whatever you play, if your into baking you can help him
he rarely kill's the only time he has was if someone's hurt you or if someone was trying to take you away from him
his security isn't that good sure he's got a good few of cameras and a few locks on the door but that's it really
present mic
He's much more possessive then obsessive
he doesn't punish you, your too sweet for that too perfect in his eyes you can do no wrong (other then running away but even then he doesn't punish you he just sobs onto your shoulder and begins guilt tripping you) hell he worships the ground you walk on he could never hurt you physically
when he start's trying to guilt trip you he can't help but feel enormous amount's of guilt
he get's you anything you want anything just to see you smile even if its a little one he loves spoiling you if it's making you happy it's making him happy
he can't cook for shit but still he tries
he doesn't let you cook though in fear you might get hurt
his security is top tier he like's to know what your up too like's knowing your still there in the house you can always feel safe in that house because almost nobody can get in
midnight
she's both possessive and obsessive maybe just a bit more obsessive
the way she punishes you is locking you in a dark room for a few days without any interaction only coming in when she knows your asleep to put a little snack and drink down always leaving a little kiss on your cheek
she hates when you (try to) runaway she tries her best for you everyday she tells you she loves you that your the only person she loves the only person she wants no needs
the house security is top tier just like mic's she really can't risk losing you if there is any form of movement near the front or back door a notification pops through
she'll get you nearly anything you want
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Hello hello!
Can you write platonic yandere Midnight with vice principal reader who’s a new pro hero? :)
☺️ thx for reading this request!
Nezu had a habit of hiring some of the weirdest Pro Heroes he could to teach his students, but for administrative work, he's chosen someone entirely normal...
You.
A new pro hero, yet to find their niche. But Nezu needed a favor, someone to be hid second in command. And with your mental quirk, you two would work well together.
After all, you graduated from here only a few years ago. He saw firsthand how well you worked. How useful you were.
And Nemuri Kayama did too.
Recent to teaching, you were a third year to her first year teaching. She didn't have you as a student, but she still found you interesting. You two would talk and she knew everything about you. Including your plans to move away.
An offer to work abroad. The biggest check you've ever seen and a chance to see the world. Who wouldn't take it? Who would stop someone from taking it?
You took it. Nemuri didn't stop you. And she regrets that every day.
But as she walks into the staff meeting, she sees you again. You in all of your intelligent glory, gracing herself with your presence. You waved to the staff and said your hellos.
Nemuri was elated. You came back home. And now, she wasn't letting you go back ever again.
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thefiery-phoenix · 1 month
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YANDERE MIDNIGHT HEADCANONS
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1. She is the lovestruck and obsessed yandere. She won't be so creepy as to taking photos of you and stealing your things and going through them. She'll keep HEAPS and MOUNTAINS of notes on you, no joke. She probably has more information about you in her files than Deku has in his notebook
2. When this woman falls in love, she falls in love HARD. REALLY HARD. She is a manipulative yandere. She will try charming her partner by her charms and looks
3. She is overprotective, yet soft and strict at the same time. While she'll let you roam around the house (With a quirk cancelling cuff around your ankle of course) and give you your personal space, she WILL set some ground rules for you to follow 
4. Midnight will honestly just be worried about anything her s/o does. Don't life that box! You might injure your arm! Don't run around so much, you might slip and fall! Don't be surprised if she baby-proofs the entire place. She's worries about chu
5. If you show her affection and give in to her feelings, she'll become really soft with you and won't be that strict. Who knows, you guys might even have a normal relationship like a normal couple. But if you reject her... welp..... she will get strict, no doubt. And when she is, you better watch out for her sadistic tendencies 
6. On the outside, she might seem that she's really confident and powerful, but inside, she's kinda.... doubtful about herself and REALLY JEALOUS . She gets jealous of EVERYONE and EVERYTHING that gets to spend time with you
7. She won't hesitate to kill someone if they hurt you in any way. And with her quirk, it'll make it easy for her to knock her enemies and rivals out and if she's feeling 'playful and generous' to that person, well... RIP. She's gonna take her time torturing the person and THAT'S when you're gonna see her sadistic side
8. Even if you're already in a relationship with her, she'll STILL kidnap you. She just doesn't want to lose you, okay? By using her quirk, she'll knock you out and she'll feel PROUD that she's able to keep you safe from harm
9. She's the 'Patient with you and Impatient with others' kind of yandere, not to mention harmless to you (until you push her off the edge). She won't treat you like some sort of pet, nor will she take her anger out on you. In fact, she's willing to let you adjust to your new home and if you don't... there are OTHER ways to make you listen that you DON'T want to know
10. Everytime you act up, she'll just use her quirk on you and she'll send you flying to dreamland. She doesn't like using her quirk on you like some sort of punishment, but you didn't give her that much of a choice. Better get used to her if you don't want to spend the WHOLE day napping 
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slytherwrites · 1 year
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Of Silken Restraints and Velvet Bedsheets
Characters: Midnight/Nemuri Kayama
TW: Yandere Content
Summary: Nemuri has you finally. And she lets you know what she plans to do with you.
She's a woman who gets what she wants. In her mind, she's entitled to it. After all, she puts herself in harms way for the world's sake. What's a little indulgence every now and then?
And right now, her craving is little ol' you.
Right now she has you tied up, hands and feet connected to the bedpost, splaying you out like a starfish. Your breath is slow, but not shallow. You're just in deep sleep. And it was all too easy to do so.
This whole thing was just too easy. Her quirk incapacitated you and with her hero's license, she could flash that at anyone who gave her trouble. But no one did, as no one else noticed her grab you. Honestly, she would've preferred a bit more of a chase, a bit more thrill, but now she has you in here and you could provide that for her.
You start to stir. Slowly, your breathing lets up. The self-made perfume's cleared the air already. You're letting up.
Nemuri takes a step towards you, dressed in her best. And as you open your eyes, she swears that you're just a beautiful.
You groan and attempt to move your hand to block the light, but after a few short tugs, you realize that you can't.
"Oh don't worry darling." She says, "I can close the curtains if the sun is bothering you."
Your eyes snap open and then squint. As they adjust, you see a woman you haven't spoken to in years.
"Nemuri?"
"It's me, baby." She smiles, "You remember our promise, don't you?"
You attempt to move, but can't. You take a look around. Your limbs are caught in fabric and you can tell just by the feel of the bedspread alone that this isn't your place. She's taken you.
"This isn't funny, Nemuri."
"No, what's not funny was your engagement to that bastard. He wouldn't love you like I could."
"Nemuri, please. Just let me go."
"It was supposed to be us at the altar!"
"That was a joke if neither of us found anyone." You try to reason with her, "Everyone makes those kind of promises with their friends. Nobody actually acts on them."
"I wasn't joking then. I'm not joking now." She leans over you, casting a shadow, "But, I do plan on marrying you one day. I just had to get rid of the stain on your life."
"What did you do to them?"
"Something I've been planning ever since I received your wedding invitation," the room fills with the same purple smoke and even though you thrash about, you can't stop yourself from breathing it in. In your last moments of consciousness, you hear, "But they're gone now. And we can start anew. Baby, by the time we're thirty-five, you'll be mine and I'll be yours. And it'll be lovely, don't you worry your pretty little head about it."
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littlemonster0508 · 2 years
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Mistress Midnight - Midnight/Kayama Nemuri x Reader
Chapter 1 - A bad decision
So, here I am again. In R-rated hero Midnight’s house.
How long has it been? Two days? Three? I don’t know, all I know is that one night I was walking down the street towards my apartment and the next moment I was surrounded by this pink mist that made me dizzy and sleepy the moment it came in contact with me.
Next thing I know, I’m tied to a chair and the one and only Midnight is edging me to madness just to admit that I will become a good girl and leave the League of Villains behind and start doing good things with my quirk, instead of causing more trouble to the city and to the heroes.
Right now I’m in my “room” if I can even call it that, cause all there is, is a tiny bed with a equally tiny desk, from my window I can see a part of the city, since Midnight’s house is up the hill and above, Midnight said she was going to work and will come back in a few hours and that I was free to do whatever I wanted, as long as I didn’t leave the house…
I sigh, I guess she doesn’t trust me enough yet to go around and do my thing, and I don’t blame her. After she was done fucking me to oblivion and after I admitted I was going to be a good girl and behave, she brought me to her house, and during the hole ride I was silent, being a total brat towards her and showing the minimum attention to what she was saying.
By the time she finished showing me around she was angry, very angry that even after everything we’ve been through not even an hour ago, I was still behaving like nothing had happened. The reality was that, even though I admitted I was going to leave all the villainy behind, I was still angry, angry because, for months I’ve been working hard and trying to prove myself useful so the League noticed me and let me join them, everything that I have till this day is because of that. Yes, I know that what I did was not “right” and that there are a lot of other ways to get what you want. But after the League adopted me, they became my family, they looked after me like I look after them, they respected me and treated me as a valuable member, like an equal, and now… All of that is gone.
And maybe leaving all of that behind was not a complete bad thing, I mean at the time when I was tied to the chair and begging Midnight to let me come it didn’t seem like the wrong choice to make, but can you blame me? The hero was gorgeous, and just remembering the way her talented fingers rubbed my clit made me wet and hot headed. But now I all can think is ways of getting out of here and return to the League, of course Midnight would be disappointed and even sad that I ran away but, is not like she could get me again if I reached the League and told them what happened (leaving some things out, of course).
So, making up my mind, I get up from the bed and out of my room, I start to think of how I can get away from here, the front door was locked and all the windows were closed too. Then, an idea got to my head, on the first floor is a backyard, maybe I can go outside and climb the wall to the street, yes, it was perfect. All I needed was to find something that could help me reach the upper part of the wall, it shouldn’t be so hard, the wall was about 3 meters tall, I can do it.
I start looking for a ladder, but I couldn’t find it anywhere, so at the end I opted to use a small table on top of a chair, I got ready some supplies from the kitchen to help me get to the city, I had to hurry up, it was started to get dark and I didn’t know when Midnight was going to be back.
After I got everything I needed, I went outside and positioned the chair and the table above it and start to climb up, I was about to reach the top of the wall when I heard in an very angry voice:
-         Where do you think you are going?!
 Midnight POV
Growling as I stretch my back I start to make my way to my car, today was a long day, not a lot of action happened, but I had to write a bunch of reports about the last crimes committed in the city, my back was killing me, and I couldn’t wait to get home and see my Y/N, I had a nice and romantic night planed for us tonight, I know things had been hard for her, I know it wasn’t easy for here to leave all her past life behind and start doing good things.
I tried not to take it personally whenever she responded with an attitude or was behaving bratty, but I couldn’t help getting mad and frustrated for her lack of response and attention. That’s why I had planed a nice dinner for us, in hopes of getting her to open up for me a little more and gain some of her trust.
That’s why I decided to get home a little earlier, that way I could start preparing everything and maybe we could have some fun after eating dinner. I park in front of my house and get out of the car, I open the front door and as soon as I’m inside I start calling for Y/N to let her know I’m home, after not getting a response I started to make my way to the second floor and towards her room, just to find it empty… a wave of fear rushed trough me at the thought of her running away.
Desperate I started to yell her name and look for her in every room, after not finding her I returned to the first floor to keep searching, maybe I should get in my car and drive to the city and look for her there, I was about to reach for my keys when a breeze of air came from the opened backyard door, door that I was sure to leave closed when I left, running towards it my heart dropped to my stomach at the scene in front of me.
Y/N was trying to climb up the wall using a chair as ladder, relief ran through me at the thought of Y/N still here, but after realizing that she was trying to get away, I lost it.
Didn’t she know by now? She was mine, and I was never going to let her leave my side. I guess if I wanted her to learn that I would have to teach her a lesson.
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My fingers had just reached the top of the wall when I heard her voice, shit shit shit shit, She’s here, I’m so screwed.
Because of the surprise of her discovering me trying to run away I ended up losing balance and falling to the ground, scared of what she could do next, I took the table and held it as a weapon to get her away from me, but of course, that wasn’t going to stop her.
-         Oh kitten, do you seriously think that is going to stop me from getting you?
Midnight said with a smirk and a hint of something scary on her eyes, but before I could reply. The same pink mist from the other day surrounded me and I started to get dizzy, I tried to fight it. The last thing I remember is Midnight walking towards me with a smile on her face, then it was black.
As I open my eyes, the first thing I noticed is a strange sensation in my arms, I couldn’t move them, gaining conscious I realized that I was standing up, but why wasn’t I able to move?
I hear a chuckle behind me and then a sweet, dangerous voice:
-         I see you’re finally awake, kitten. Good, we can start now.
Opening my eyes completely I find myself in a room with light blue lightning, I also realized why I wasn’t able to move. Midnight had handcuffed my arms above my head to a spread bar attached to the celling, also I was wearing nothing, I was completely naked.
A rush of fear and a hint of excitement went through me, why am I excited? I should be scared for my life. But right, you were under the care of Midnight, who’s famous for showing a kinky persona that now you knew wasn’t just an act. But the fact you were in this position after you tried to get away from her didn’t mean you were not going to suffer, at least a little.
You heard the echoes of her heels getting close to you and your body instantly tensed.
-         You tried to run away. You tried to leave.
Said Midnight.
-         No, I wasn’t I swe-
A sharp, stinging pain went across your back, Midnight had flogged you.
-         Don’t lie to me kitten, you did tried to run away, you were going to leave me. And for that you’re going to be punished. Maybe that would remind you who do you belong to.
After saying that another strike hit you in the lower part of your back. You hissed from the pain, it was not as bad as the whip but it still hurt. But being the sucker for pain that you were, after each stroke you couldn’t help but rub your thighs together, it was started to get uncomfortably wet down there.
-         I know you love pain kitten but it's not right to enjoy your punishment. Now you’re going to count to twenty for me, and if I don’t hear you properly, you’re going to start from the beginning, is that clear?
You nodded your answer.
-         Talk to me when I’m speaking to you!
Said the hero at the same time she strikes you with a little more of force than the last ones.
-         Yes. Mistress.
You panted.
-         Mmm, I love it when you call me that. I would praise you but after what you did tonight, I don’t think you deserve it.
A whine scaped your lips from her answer, you could try all you wanted, but at the end of the day you where a sucker for Midnight and how she made you feel.
-         Start counting, baby
Midnight said as she licked her lips and raised the flogger.
Strike!
-         One!
You screamed.
Strike!
-         Two!
Another strike hit your back making you arch backwards. The pain was delicious.
Strike!
-         Three!
You moaned. A couple more of this and you were going to become a needy mess.
 As the strikes went down, you counted each one of them. By strike number 18 your legs were shaking, and your breath was coming out ragged and broken.
Another strike hit and you were so lost in pleasure that you forgot to count it.
-         I didn’t hear you kitten, do you want me to start again?
Midnight said, her voice had gone a little breathy.
-         No! Nineteen! I’m sorry Mistress, please don’t start again
You said desperately, you might enjoy the pain, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to stand another round. By now you were so soaked you were sure your wetness had started dripping down your thighs, and the throbbing was getting worse.
-         Mmm begging already? You really are a pain slut. I guess I will go easy on you this time, after all. I’m just getting started with you.
The last strike hit as soon as she said those words, the hit stronger than all of the other ones.
-         Twenty!
You said, relived that it was over, at least for now.
-         Oh baby, look at you. You’re shaking and panting just from a little flogging.
She circled you and stood in front of you, looking up at her you could see that her eyes had gone almost black, and there was a little blush on her cheeks
-         You look so stunning my dear, all needy and frustrated just for me.
She said looking you up and down.
-         I bet you’re all wet down there.
Your thighs clenched in response and she chuckled and licked her lips.
-         Maybe I should check for myself?
She said and the next thing you felt was her hand cupping you and two of her fingers pushing through you. As she has said, you were soaked. Gasping at the feeling of her fingers in your pussy you started to rock your hips to gain a little more friction.
-         So needy for my touch, you are so- wet baby, Is it for me?
She asked in a fake innocent voice that made you tremble.
-         I just want to eat you up.
Midnight responded and after that she lowered her mouth to one of your nipples, circling her tongue and then sucking it a little bit, just to release it with a quiet pop
You gasped at the feeling of her on tongue on your skin, throwing your head back when she gave the same treatment to the other nipple.
-         Oh my god! Mistress!
-         Mmm
She hummed with your nipple still on her mouth.
-         You are so cute Y/N, keep moaning for me just like that, I want to hear every sound that escapes your mouth.
After saying that she started to get on her knees in front of you, the throbbing on your pussy increased and you could hear your heartbeat in your ears at the thought of her tonguing you.
Midnight grabbed one of your legs and put it over her shoulder, carrying some of your weight. Then she pressed her lips to the inside of your thigh, her mouth just shy away from where you needed her.
You moaned, frustrated.
She gave another kiss to the other thigh and said:
-         Getting frustrated my kitty?
After that, she presses her lips over your clit, making you moaned and arch towards her.
Her tongue came after, licking a long stripe from your entrance to your clit, applying a little bit of pressure over it. She moaned at your taste.
-         Oh my Y/N you taste so good, my darling. So good.
She continued licking your pussy up and down, your hips started to rock against her tongue, it was better, but still, you needed more.
Sensing your frustration, Midnight placed her thumbs over your pussy and spread it open, making your clit visible to then start sucking it with her lips.
You screamed at the sensation.
She then started to circle your clit with her tongue so slow, so fucking slowly that was making you crazy, she had such a talented mouth.
Midnight kept sucking and circling your clit with her tongue and just before you reached the edge towards orgasm, she stopped.
-         What?
You panted and moaned at the lack of touch; you were so close.
-         You are so naïve if you thought I was going to let you come, remember what I said Y/N, this is your punishment. And punishments are not meant to be enjoyed. I had a whole plan for us tonight, If only you behaved, right now you would be coming all over my tongue.
You gasped at the thought of coming on her mouth.
-         Now, let’s continue, shall we?
Midnight said standing up and grabbing your chin between her fingers.
-         Yes, Mistress.
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kiame-sama · 2 years
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Could i please have nsfw headcanons of midnight with a newly imprisoned darling? One that is shaking and terrified? Thank you!💜
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- As a rated R hero, Midnight expected you to be more turned on than terrified, but she did kidnap you after all. The shaking is cute to her and she just wants to squeeze you nice and tight because you are just too damn precious.
- She will do her best to be less frightening and to try and soothe you before anything else. She does want you to eventually adapt to being her cute little sweetheart, but she will do what she can to let you decompress and hide away if you need to. Any comfort food or soft cuddly blanket will be offered to try and get you to relax.
- If you do not relax within four hours of being taken to her home, she will use her quirk to knock you out and put you to bed, hoping a bit of time asleep will help you reset instead of being so afraid. She can always bring the cuffs and riding crop in later when you are more accepting of her affections, for now she will try to be gentle and fairly vanilla.
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yandere-dandelion · 2 years
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Teacher’s Pet: Yandere Midnight x Student Reader
TWs: yandere, stalking
Can be read as romantic or platonic. Reader is gender neutral.
Disclaimer: This is just fantasy. I do not endorse “yandere” behavior in any way. Nobody should ever try to stalk you, control you, or hurt you or anyone else. It’s not romantic or sweet, it’s abuse, and they are dangerous.
At first you thought it was normal, that Midnight was this kind to all of her students, so it was a shock to find out she wasn’t. You’re a perfectly average student, there’s no reason for her to favor you over the rest.
But she’s kinder to you than to other students, always understanding, always encouraging. She stops to chat every time she sees you and actually shows interest in your life outside of school, not just as her student, but as a person! Midnight is an amazing teacher!
Midnight is touchy, too. Ruffling your hair, patting you on the shoulder, touching your back, fixing your tie, even hugging you when you need it— and she always knows when you need it.
Then, it gets weird. Instead of ruffling your hair, she’ll gently stroke it, petting you like a cat. Instead of patting your shoulder, she rubs it and runs her hand along your arm. Once, when she offered you a hug, you could’ve sworn she sniffed you, but you didn’t want to say anything. She looked disappointed when you pulled away. Another time, you caught her on her phone in class, and when you looked over her shoulder, you saw your own social media page.
You start seeing her more often, even outside of school. Sometimes she stops to talk, sometimes she’s just a shadow in the corner of your eye, gone the moment you turn to look.
You see Midnight in your dreams some nights, like she follows you from the waking world into the unconscious one. A shadow in your window, looking in. A whisper in your ear— “I love you, sleep well and dream of me.” Sometimes she’ll gently kiss your head and pull the blankets over your body, maybe ruffle or stroke your hair like she always does, maybe breathe in your scent like smoke, like you’re a drug she can’t get enough of.
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That’s you ^ the other anon is probably Midnight
Did I write this at like 3 am? Yes. Do I have class in the morning? Also yes. Do I regret writing this? Probably not.
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hana-no-seiiki · 10 months
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YAN! RICH MAN’S SUBORDINATE: Sir, you shouldn’t be doing this. [Y/N] will think you’re easy to manipulate and take advantage of. They’ll drain your money!
YAN! RICH MAN’S SUBORDINATE: You should give them heartfelt, tiny gestures instead.
YAN! RICH MAN: . . .
YAN! RICH MAN: But I want to be taken advantage of.
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zhongrin · 2 months
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modern au crack-ish yandere idea. dragons being the king of all lizards, imagine zhongli being able to control all the 'lesser' lizards to some extent, maybe even share senses with them.
and what better way for him to watch you, his dearest darling, than connecting with the common house geckos that's roaming around your house?
they're harmless, agile, and inconspicuous enough to do some basic monitoring. don't pay attention to the strange amber-eyed tiny animal perched on your bedroom walls, dear. don't delude yourself into thinking that its eyes seemed to shine in the darkness of your room while you teeter between dream and reality deep into the night. don't worry about how it seemed to chirp angrily whenever your friends come over, as if it's warning them from entering its territory.
it's just a common house pet anyway. right?
if you're a superstitious person, that's even better. geckos are said to be a symbol of luck, protection of your home and its residents. and in this case, it's especially true for you.
worry not, for this 'lizard' will gladly rid all the 'insects' who dared to step into your abode.
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a/n: lil background story time. i needed to change my bedsheets and got utterly spooked by a tiny lil house lizard flopping onto my arm when i was moving my plushies to my desk. zhongli... honey... lizards are cute, yes, but you're the only lizard i don't mind having in my bedー /smacked
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lovelywongie · 10 months
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Yandere that would take you on walks after the Stockholm syndrome: Present mic, Midnight, Hitoshi, Erasermic
Yandere that would never let you step out of the house: Eraserhead, All might, Deku, Bakugou, Shoto, Hawks
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Writing streak: 17
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thecuriousquest · 9 months
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Not Happening
Tag List: @stygianoir @issamomma
Request for NSFW Yandere Midnight/Macbeth/Brain II from Fairy Tail
Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW, noncon, violence, degradation, bondage, biting, bleeding
Summary: You try to break up with Midnight. Things don’t exactly go well.
Checkout my Master List here.
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“Midnight, I can’t take this anymore! I’m so tired of you always accusing me of cheating or looking at other men. I can’t deal with you being like this all the time. Please, just leave me alone. It’s over.” You’re firm in your stance with your arms crossed as you look into his scarlet eyes.
A chuckle rumbles from his throat. “Excuse me? Do you not know who you’re talking to?” Grabbing you by the throat, he clenches his fist, restricting your breathing.
You gag and choke for air, but he looks at you with a lascivious smile.
“Should I give you a reminder?”
Attempting to shake your head, Midnight doesn’t even give you the chance to reply. He pushes you towards a wall, watching you crumble to the ground. Weak and trembling, you try to bring as much oxygen into your lungs as you can. Once your coughing fit ends, you’re picked up around your waist, only to be carried over to a rather large bed.
Your magic is nothing compared to the reflector wizard, yet you try to cast a spell anyhow. You send fabric with iron imbedded in it towards him, but he only reflects the attempt and binds you with it. With constricted arms that are held tightly against your ribs, you have no way to escape his torment.
He grabs you by your hair, and you cast your E/C orbs up at him. You glare at him with a stone cold face of defiance.
“What a big man you are. This is exactly why I fucking hate you!” Screaming at him has always been your only defense in these situations.
His grip on the crown of your head tightens, and you squeeze your eyes shut from the pain. He reaches in between your legs, only to stroke the inside of your left thigh.
“You think you hate me now, but you’re going to love me when I’m finished with you. I’m going to train that attitude right out of you. You’ll be nothing but my submissive girl,” the dark haired mage whispers in your ear.
He releases his hold on your locks before turning you over on your stomach. He lines himself up behind you and begins stripping you of your pants and underwear.
“Look at that. Only whores wear panties like this. You wore these for me. You knew I was going to see you, and you put these on with me in mind.”
You shake your head, denying the accusations. “Fuck you! I did not!” Struggling in your binds, you try to squirm out of the fabric, but you know it’s impossible. The iron imbued in your fabric is almost inescapable.
As your clothes fall to the floor, Midnight feels your pussy, stroking it softly. He plunges three fingers deep inside so that he can feel you better. “Oh, my, you are wet. I think someone is liking this.”
“No, no, no! I hate you, and I hate this even more! Let me go! MIDNIGHT!” The only thing you can do is scream in your disgust for him. He has always been a sadist when it came to you. Why would he be any different now?
“How can you say you hate this when your practically dripping on my fingers?” He removes the digits from your cunt and lowers his trousers. The reflector mage lines up his cock against your snug pussy and presses deep inside of you. “Oh, fuck, you’re so tight. It’s delicious. Yes, that’s it. Scream for me. Tell me how much this hurts.”
He’s so big. He’s too big for you. It doesn’t feel good…at first. When he stretches you out, the wetness combined with his pace creates a blissful friction. If you’re being honest with yourself, the only reason you stayed with him for so long is because of his celestial-like cock. You’ve never had sex like this before, and he reminds you of it every time he pulls an orgasm from you.
However, this is different. You truly don’t want it this time.
“I’m going to rape a baby into your belly. You can’t even call it rape because you love this, you little slut. You’re so wet. Look at that dripping cunt. Fucking pathetic. Filthy fucking whore. I can’t believe you tried to break up with me. Who would you go to? Who could make you feel like this? Cry all you want. I’m not stopping until I’m done.”
His black lips press against your shoulder in a kiss before his blunt teeth dig into your skin. You cry out in pain, struggling to get away from his bite. He laughs at you before looking at his artwork.
“Bleed for me! Scream for me! It’s music to my ears.”
“Please…stop…” Your voice dies down from the howls it once was. Tears strain your words as they clog your throat. He’s sucking the life out of you, draining you of the ability to think as his dick buries itself in your womb.
You didn’t even realize you were fisting the blanket so hard. You release the fabric as you feel your hands cramp uncomfortably. Just as you do so, pressure begins to build inside of you, and you know exactly what it is. Your hips convulse unwillingly as you unravel against him.
Breathing hard, Midnight feels your pussy grip his cock as your juices cling against him. He rests against your back momentarily and whispers in your ear, “What were you saying about hating this?”
You can hear the patronizing smile in his tone, but you decide not to respond. You only whimper slightly as you bury your head into the pillow, crying as he pounds you from behind like a wild animal. You unconsciously begin to press your hips back into him, meeting him every time he thrusts into you. It feeds his ego, and you feel horrible for the way your body is betraying you, but you just want to feel good.
Midnight makes you feel good. He makes you feel a wonderland of Nirvana. Every time he makes you orgasm, you ascend to a place so heavenly in your mind. You’ve never been anywhere like it. It’s like floating in water, it’s like laughing for the first time. He makes you feel this way over and over again until there’s nothing left of you.
After he finally finishes with you, the raven haired man rolls you over and rubs your stomach as if you’re some mutt.
“There we go. That’s it. Open your eyes. Aw, poor girl. Here, let’s get those off of you.” He removes your bindings so that you can move freely.
However, your arms only fall limply to your sides. Looking up at him, glassy eyes replace your rebellious glare. He sees how he has broken you, and his dark lips stretch in a pleasant smile.
Leaning over you, he presses a kiss against your tear stained lips. Midnight tastes the salt, licking it up as if it were ice cream. “Go to sleep now. I’ll be here when you wake up.”
His promise makes you not want to lie down for the night, but you’re so exhausted that your eyes close on their own, forcing you into a dreamless slumber.
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midnightanxietytm · 3 months
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Possessive Caleb Headcanons
A/N: Reblogged a post a few hours ago asking where were the Yandere/possessive stuff for LaD so I'm here to deliver, starting with Caleb!
⇒ Possessiveness, Obsessed Caleb, mentions of fighting, yandere stuff, jealousy and all that good stuff (that is actually a massive red flag irl but we're here to indulge so have fun and be responsible.) Not NSFW but a little suggestive.
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He’s been overprotective ever since you were kids but around High School he became a but more…obsessive
Not that you mind, he’s very careful of your boundaries, but to anyone who crosses you he isn’t forgiving at all.
More than once you’ve seen him pick fights in school because someone looked at you the wrong way.
He doesn’t really want to follow a career where he has to travel, but he really wants to make money so he can come back and build a family with you so he really has no choice!
He thinks about asking Zayne to watch over you, but he gets jealous at the mere thought of it and drops the idea.
He settles for calling you every day while he’s away and insists you text him all day long.
Also, the necklace you gave him? It is his most cherished possession, he loved how you looked so shy while putting it on for him, so flustered, and all for him!
Once he’s back, tough? Glues himself by your side, you won’t go to a corner store without him.
Maybe he watches you sleep too, maybe. But so what if he does? He just misses you!
One day he convinced you to cuddle on the sofa and if he was a little too entertained smelling your hair then that’s no one’s business.
Oh, back to Zayne, once Caleb discovers that he’s your care physician he feels extremely jealous and discourages you from trying to befriend him again. Out of all the other lads Caleb is more jealous towards Zayne (Rafayel is a close second place tho)
He hasn’t asked you to make it official yet, he wants to make it perfect, but he basically acts like your husband already.
Your first kiss was probably with him, he said it was “practice” but he just wanted to kiss you. He probably used the same excuse for other firsts too iykyk.
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Requests are open!
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yoru-no-seiiki · 2 months
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Shit, I just saw you had different accounts for different genres and I already requested on your main non smut(??) account😭😭 Okay, okay, I have a new totally original idea. What about.. male pervert yandere enemy x gn or female reader? Like enemies to lovers but one is only in on it because of their masochistic tendencies and they just love being dominated. And please add nsfw of him jerking off, finding her sweaty (sweet) gym tshirt and it being mentioned that he has, I don't know, JERKED OFF TO THEM IN FUCKING CLASS. (The oneshot could be in class👀👀)
- I'm 🙈 anon from your main account, you don't have to complete both of the requests, either one I know would make me cum, but please I'm so desperate for cocky ass bakugo katsuki like bitch guys who are so submissive and vulnerable on the inside IM BEGGING YOU.. omg, now I'm like them, fuck.
This got me pissing my pants ngl- but aaaaa yess. This came at a perfect timing! (long story short i got sum good news from my scholarship stuff in Ateneo) Your audience with me has been approved.
(also I don’t think I received your other request unfortunately uhu)
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YANDERE! PERVERTED! RIVAL OC x GN! READER
tw/cw: dddne, yandere themes, male masturbation, semi-public masturbation, yun’s trauma with enrollment procedures.
MINORS/AGELESS DNI OR I WILL BLOCK YOU.
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University was hell before it even started. Due to complications with your scholarship, you and your parents had to repeatedly go out to get a whole bunch of documents in searing summer heat to ensure you kept the damn thing from falling through.
It was safe to say, you weren’t going to just take all that for granted.
You wanted to be the best student in the history of the institution, no — the whole country. Anything less than perfect would tarnish the effort your family has put into you.
But a certain Ricardo Peralta was making that oh so difficult for you.
Not only was he already a member of the student council and potential president for the following years, he was oh so disgustingly well-rounded and rich. You thought you were a try-hard? Well think again. Ricardo had you beat in many aspects.
But not all of them.
You are a people person by heart. Charismatic, and sociable. You knew how to mingle, how to get a person wrapped around your fingers. Ricardo may have the vantage point with connections now but in the future? It wouldn’t be long before everyone will turn to you instead.
And so began your petty rivalry.
It was subtle at first. Smirking at the one who got a lower score. Congratulating the other for winning second place while having a golden medal dangling from their neck. Scoffing at their rival for having a life outside academics ( pfft imagine having good time management? The two of you can never! )
And then it steadily degenerated into full blown petty fights. Violence at times. Anything aside from murdering each-other was free rein and even then there were days you two took that sort of route. It was mostly you though. For some reason, his parents were quite fond of you and would always let you into their mansion. This gave you plenty of opportunities to drug his ass.
You didn’t know it was because of a deal his parents made with yours to give him access to your room.
Ricardo studied you harder than the academics he worshipped his entire life. He knew you far longer than you did him. You were the reason he strove so much to be perfect. The only reason he wanted to be perfect was for you.
He knew your parents would never think to pay for the outrageous fees the University you (and by extension him) wanted to go to, so he made his parents start a scholarship program for gifted students (Anything to make their son happy). You were already guaranteed to get in from the beginning, and he felt bad for having made you panic from the strings he had to pull so that you’d always have the same classes/schedules.
So he let you win some of the little games you two had. In any case, nothing beats the reward of your smile. And the smug smirk you’d give him as you loomed over the desk, your chest almost resting on his face.
He shook his head, he can save those thought for after he stole another set of used underwear.
He usually came to your locker after P.E. it was when your scent wouldn’t be covered by whatever you sprayed on yourself. Don’t get him wrong, Ricardo was a germaphobe and a half but those cheap perfumes and deodorants you slathered all over yourself so you wouldn’t smell half bad after your exercises couldn’t compare to the scent of your body.
In anycase, today Ricardo got greedy. Impatient. Something his parents were sure to have reprimanded him on. But he couldn’t help it. Could you really blame him? It suddenly started raining out in the field. The way the water made your shirt cling unto your clothes practically made you irresistible.
“Ngh . . . [Y/N]. J-just like that . . . use me . . .” Tears formed at the corner of his eyes as he mumbled in pleasure. If you just walked a little more, perhaps leaned your head around the corner. . . god, he could imagine the disdain on your face. The utter disgust you’d show him.
It didn’t help that you were slandering him just a few feet away.
“That piece of shit, Ricardo. He totally fucking cheated.” You cursed, so unlike your usual polite tone with your fellow batch-mates and the faculty. He hears a resounding thud right after wards.
The movement around his shaft only gets faster. His grip tighter, harsher, as he imagines the way you’d abuse his cock. If he added any more force he’d probably tear himself apart. The thought of disappointing you is the one thing keeping him from harming himself.
His hand only ever stuttered due to the sound of your friend’s voice, ear piercing and grotesque as it is in contrast to yours, “Aray! Nadamay pa talaga yung mukha ko-“
“Shut the fuck up!” You angrily replied, this time slamming the locker behind Ricardo, making him moan stumble forward a little.
“I’ll fucking kill him.”
Streams of white leave the tip of his cock, your threat shoving him off the ledge of pleasure. Your rain and sweat covered shirt now drenched with another type of liquid.
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Aray! Nadamay pa talaga yung mukha ko — Ouch! You really just brought my face into the fray.
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talkbycolor · 5 months
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the nun and the soldier
A/N; I ACTUALLY DREAMED ABOUT THIS AND THOUGHT LOL WHAT A GOOD IDEA FOR AN OS
Pairing; "[REDACTED]" x AFAB!Reader
CW; cnc? for someone who doesnt know how to put limits the line is very blurry, you will guess / daddy kink but in a priestly way / def religion kink, breeding but im not sure if its just a kink, worship but im not sure who worships who the most / this is more like an au like 1940 battlefield where [REDACTED] is a soldier and MC a nun
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The night was like a classic old horror movie scene.
And how not to be scared? Outside the cathedral it was raining heavily, the skies were roaring from the electrical storm and the only lighting was the holy candles, that place was a refuge for the homeless.
After all, many people needed comfort in times of war.
You had decided to stay until midnight, praying to your father to protect the soldiers in battle, that the families would stop going hungry, you held the wooden cross that hung from your chest so tightly, begging for the massacre to stop, the times They brought sadness to the entire nation and God had to save them.
A loud clap of thunder echoed outside the cathedral and the doors were opened, the cold of the night and the wind caused the flame of some candles to go out, so holding the cross tightly to your chest you turned to see who dared to break in. with such violence in the house of God.
"Who's there?" You asked as you walked towards the huge wooden gate.
A man in uniform walked in, soaked from the rain, he looked tired, hungry, hurt, he barely made eye contact with you you felt a chill run through your entire body, not just because of the weather.
"I need food" He was a soldier, you nodded immediately and helped him walk to take a seat on one of the benches while you went to the warehouse for something the man could eat, there was food stored that was going to be donated, or that's what the priest said.
You returned with canned food and some water for the stranger, who snatched your things to eat like a dying dog, water running down his chin and eating haphazardly as he breathed heavily.
"Sir, are you okay? Where is he coming from?" You didn't avoid being curious when asking those questions, although just one cold look from him was enough to make you close your mouth.
You only heard him chewing, the man seemed to have had a really bad time and it was no wonder that you could tell from miles away that he was a soldier, and since he came alone, there was a high probability that he was one of the few survivors in the trenches, but you are not going to assume too much.
"Father, please help this poor man to heal his wounds safely, to regain his strength, to protect his life on the battlefield and the lives of our nation -…"
"Stop talking shit" he interrupted you in a vulgar way, causing astonishment on your face, even disgust.
"That is no way to speak before the lord" You scolded him, the black-haired man only laughed hoarsely.
"Bring me clothes, I'm freezing in this" he demanded arrogantly, getting rid of his wet clothes, your kind soul heeded his words, because that's what you were, right? A sweet nun willing to help the needy, love your neighbor as your god ordered.
"Excuse me, I only found the priest's old clothes and I'm not sure they fit him, I hope they can help you" You said as you returned to the bench, he once again snatched the things from your hand.
Yes, he was a rude man.
The minutes passed, the candles continued to melt at the altar, you were praying in front of the golden statue of your lord while the soldier was resting on the benches, grunting at his wounds and trying to stay warm.
"Hey, nun, since you won't shut up come here, I think I know how you could keep that mouth busy" The man suggested with a cheeky smile, it was unheard of how he could say such things in the lord's house.
"Hey! That's enough of-…"
"It wasn't a question, come here or I'll come for you" his voice was sharp, and with no intention of continuing to listen to you, seeing how you froze in surprise he grumbled and took the trouble to walk towards you.
Right in front of the golden statue of your god, he subdued you to the ground and lifted your robe to reveal your underwear, that man was shameless because he simply buried his face between your asscheeks to inhale deeply.
"HEY! HEY" WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! STOP! YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" You begged him, confusion and disgust replaced with terror, but… he was a soldier, a man willing to sacrifice his life for his nation.
"Please, honey, aren't you supposed to be a helpful sweetheart? You promised to help me stay warm, and this is my last dinner before I die?" He murmured on your back, riding you without a word, his hands had already pulled down your underwear while you were busy in your thoughts.
"Oh my god, this can't be happening, I'm supposed to stay pure" You whimpered as you covered your face, too embarrassed by the situation but not trying to push the man away.
He was an angel sent by god to save the country, it would be so rude to reject any order he gave.
He ground his hips against yours in a messy manner, he hadn't even prepared you well when your pussy was already engulfing his cock.
"Wow, you're so tight, so it's true that nuns are virgins, right? I feel so lucky to be the one to take your chastity, dear." His voice was teasing in your ear as you squeezed your eyes shut to endure the sudden intrusion, you were Pretty sure you would bleed.
No one would pass by the cathedral at that time of night, much less in a storm, the clicking of both skins echoed in the enormous building, right in the eyes of your lord.
"P-please forgive me Father for I have sinned, forgive me so much" A hand grabbed your jaw to silence you.
"You better ask thanks to the Lord because you will soon have a son, I will take care of filling this pretty pussy of yours to the brim, okay, angel?" He mocked your prayers but the seriousness in his voice was immaculate, he really wanted to impregnate your womb with his seed.
Your legs were shaking as you tried to stay in the doggy position, the soldier was selfish, penetrating your wet cunt for the sole purpose of having his release and getting you pregnant.
"S-sir please slow down, I feel like you're going to break me" You begged, snot slipping out of your nose as well as tears at how disastrous the situation was, the problem wasn't that the man was using you, because he was part of the brave army that risked his life, it is logical that you want to help.
"... We shouldn't be doing this in the Father's house." Sob quietly, your body reacted so well to his touch and it was inevitable not to moan, causing echoes in the cathedral.
"No, no, angel, call me father, you don't want your lord to hear you acting like a slut in his holy home." His calloused hands squeezed your hips and he pulled you like a wolf would its prey towards its nest.
"My god, angel, you feel so good, I'm melting between your walls, I want to spill all my essence inside you, you're being so good for me, I promise you it will feel better" He whispered lovingly despite the furious thrusts. that you received. "Don't worry, this is what your god wants, right? Demigods are worshiped with flowers, real gods need blood." His tone felt so somber, his hand traveled to your crotch to caress, collecting said blood, your blood.
So if he died on the battlefield, he would at least have left his inheritance in the world and he wouldn't be completely forgotten, right? His greedy hands ran over every inch of your skin under your tunic, squeezing the flesh, he too seemed inexperienced too, moaning and letting out incoherencies as he ground his groin against you, saliva running down his jaw as he moaned like a dog, panting, his eyes rolling back, sharper sounds until you both trembled violently.
Just as he said, you were dripping, as soon as a mirror cascade came out of you and warm semen was present from your pussy, his member was already a little more flaccid as he observed such a work of art in front of him.
He didn't want to die, he wanted this stupid war to end so he could get this nun pregnant and raise a child together.
"It's okay, you'll be okay" he murmured one last time as he clung to you, taking you into his arms with a blank look, but his words weren't.
He promised that when all that was over he would return to you to take care of you and the baby, that was what he wanted most, a life without daily blood, peace.
It's a shame that the promise would never be fulfilled.
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