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yanderefarm · 19 days
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Hi just wanted to ask if fem aligned accounts are allowed to interact/read your fics as I know some male writers aren’t comfortable. Just wanting to make sure it was alright, if it’s not that’s absolutely fine. Thank you, I hope you have a nice day
i don't mind!! honestly imagining myself in male!readers was how i realized im trans to begin with so it feels hypocritical to not allow fem aligned people to interact with my fics. just follow my rules and im even happy to take your requests! but yes im fine with it ♥️
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yanderefarm · 26 days
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I love the concept of the yandere reader, I also love Blade's personality, I think a reader who messes with his head and takes advantage of Mara's condition to make him believe that reader is the only one who cares and loves him, maybe implicit sex, well that's for you to decide
Sorry for the bad English, I loved your blog <3
blade x yandere male reader
cw; manipulation, abuse, yandere stuff, implied nsfw a/n; ill probably do a part 2 to this but i couldnt figure out how to bridge the gap from the manipulation to sexy times. also ur english is fine honey dw
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ever since you had met blade you had been obsessed with him. with his cold nature, his beautiful eyes, his lovely voice, his adorable tits. he was bloody and broken and hurting but you could fix him. you could save him from himself.
it wasn't an unusual scene for blade to be in your medical office. he would heal anything naturally but he seemed to enjoy the cold metal slab you laid him on. and your company of course. tonight he was laying there like a corpse as he often did and right beside him, a finger twirling around his hair, you sat and smiled at him.
"so beautiful... i wish you knew..." you murmured to him sweetly as your finger accidentally tugged at his hair.
blade's blood red eyes shot open and you could see the mara leaves begin to trail up his arms. you would have to call kafka. you stood up and bolted for the intercom but blade was faster. he slammed your body against the wall with his hand around your throat. the force was enough to make your vision blur and you coughed as well as you could through your restricted throat. your hand reached weakly for the intercom, the tip of your pointer finger just barely brushing against it confirming it was out of reach and your hand fell limp. you need kafka.
you closed your eyes. why did you need kafka? what could she do for him that you couldn't? he's yours.
with a hoarse voice you spoke. "blade. its me."
and despite all odds he listened. his hand loosened the grip it had on your throat allowing you to suck in a deep breath. blade stood there wordlessly, like he was in a trance.
"blade..." you repeated his name once you could speak. his head perked up and looked at you blankly. "its ok. im here."
finally he let you go. you stumbled on your feet before you found your footing. you could freely call for anyone. but why did you need to? in fact... this was perfect.
you reached out a hand and intertwined it with blade's. "blade, love. im right here. you don't need anyone else but me."
"kafka." he spoke in his deep voice and her name sent a scowl to your face. but you calmed down. instead of letting him know how angry you were you rubbed the back of his hand with your thumb.
"oh blade... i can't believe you'd let her trick you..." you spoke gently, keeping a soft and caring tone. "she only cares about herself... she doesn't care about you. no one cares about you."
"jing yuan..." another name that had you grinding your teeth. you moved closer to him and grabbed his other hand in yours.
"no... blade... those people. they exiled you. remember?" you watched as recognition passed over his face.
"i remember."
"do you remember all the times kafka left you to die?" you reached up and cupped his cheek.
"i remember..."
"no one cares about you. elio, and the other stellaron hunters they just want a blade. i want you." you gently stroked his cheek and leaned down for a kiss, trying to ignore your heart pounding in your chest.
blade welcomed the kiss, allowing you to gently kiss his lips while the hand still in yours tightened his grip. you pulled him closer to your body with your free hand moving it around his waist. your tongue pushed at his lips until he granted you entrance and you deepened your kiss. you were over eager. this was everything you'd ever dreamed of.
as your bodies met in embrace you pushed him closer to the metal examine table until you heard him clatter into it. he pulled away from your mouth to look at the offending sound. and as he glared at it you snuck your hands into his top.
he turned back to you just as your hands reached his chest and he grabbed your wrists. his brows furrowed as he looked at you.
"don't worry blade. let me show you the euphoria of death again and again."
a blush crossed his cheeks.
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yanderefarm · 26 days
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Can we please have more of yandere housewife the first one was so good 😭💜
yandere housewife part 2
cw; horror, possessive, creepy wife, cheating (implied from last time) a/n; haha sorry if u expected something cute or really sexy this is a direct follow up from the last one. maybe it'll get spicy again ;)
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everyday seems to stretch, it feels like every movement takes a year. how did it become like this? how did you end up in this situation? everyday you sleep in his bed. you bathe in his shower. you eat at his table.
everyday you face the blood red eyes of that killer. the one you helped in disposing of a body, the one you slept with, the one you prompted to leave his husband. you stare at him as you eat food. you stare at him as he washes your back. you stare at him while you sleep.
its been a week of living like a corpse. a week of shambling from location to location with the ever adoring man right behind you. you never noticed before how muscular he was and now it felt like it was all you could see. sometimes you would see him in the kitchen cutting up food for you and you would run to the bathroom to empty your stomach. the horrific sight you saw that night seemed burned into your eyes and was willing to remind you at a moments notice.
but he didn't change. that sweet man you came to love was still pampering you. he let you lay in bed all day, cooked you dinner, helped you shower, washed your clothes. he took care of you. somehow it was even scarier that nothing changed. but still sometimes you could feel yourself fall into his sweet trap. you would lay your head in his lap and his fingers would run through your hair until every worry faded away. until it returned and you went back to being the living dead.
and then one night he asked. "why don't you ever touch me anymore?"
you looked at him sitting across the table from you and for the first time all night your eyes actually focused on him. he looked hurt. you looked at him and then down at your food, your mouth falling open with a thousand words left unspoken.
"why did you do it?" you finally managed to say.
"I thought you liked my chicken parm?"
"I-- I do."
"thats why i made it. because you like it."
despite being a nothing conversation it seemed to spark something in you. you looked at him again.
"would you cook me anything? even if you hated it?"
"of course i would."
"what if you were allergic?"
"I would eat it if you asked."
"what if I wanted to eat people?"
he paused and his head tilted, his lovely hair falling over his shoulder. "do you want to?"
you reached for your glass of water and took a drink, your heart was pounding in your chest. it seemed like you let that question hang in the air too long because he was once again speaking as he poked at his own food with a fork.
"so why don't you?"
"ah-? sorry?"
"why don't you touch me anymore?"
you took another drink, you felt like you had walked in the desert for 40 years.
"i'm not feeling well."
"do you not like me anymore?"
"i didn't say that. really, i don't feel well-"
"you sound like my ex-husband."
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yanderefarm · 30 days
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priest!vox x male!reader
cw; religious imagery, belly bulging, impact play,
a/n; this is so fuckin messy im so sorry i was possessed by this au idea. happy easter. ill try to work on requests tonight
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in life vox was a televangelist who stole money from dying people to pay for private jets. and in death he's a demon with a tv on his head and the conviction to convert. every converted soul belongs to him, every soul a stepping stone as he climbs to the top. not much has changed.
well. until you walked into his life.
if the demon wants to preach then he needs something to worship. it doesn't matter how you got his soul but it belongs to you. he doesn't hate it too much except for when he does because you let him keep the facade of power. he can be the big tv man all he wants. in the end he belongs to you.
in the end he crawls on his knees before you every night. he says sweet begrudging praises as you grind your foot on his thigh. you drag his leash until he's sat between your legs and you tell him to pray.
his mouth so clumsily goes up your thigh before you have him gratefully kissing your thick cock. and before he knows it he's static and buzzing as you fuck his throat. his own cock is hard underneath his suit and perfect for you to grind your foot on until hes begging to cum.
once you've fucked his throat til he's dizzy the real fun starts. you take your time gingerly removing his clothes before you order he do the same. every article of clothing he slides off your body is followed by static-y kisses and gently worshipping touches. he helps you step out of your pants and begins slowly tracing his fingers up your legs before you give a harsh tug on his leash.
"what's that for-" he starts to growl but when he looks up into your sharp eyes he silences himself.
"Look at me, Vox." You command him in a voice that sends shivers up his spine. You grab his chin with one hand and examine him carefully, watching as his eyes follow you with rapt intensity.
"Tell me who you belong to." You order and he lets out a shakey breath before he repeats your name back to you.
"Tell me who you worship." You move your bodies closer until your considerable height is looming over him. Again he says your name with a shakey voice.
"Who is your god?" Your grip on his chin tightens hard enough to crack his screen. He yelps before he declares your name as firmly as he can.
You shove him to the bed and climb over his slim and small body. It's so easy to hold his arms above his head. It's so easy to treat his body like a toy. His lanky limbs move over your shoulders as you line your girthy cock with his already stretched hole. Your repeated nights of "worship" have stretched him out to perfectly fit your cock. You slide into him watching his face glitch as you press against his sweet spot.
"Do you want to go to heaven Voxxy?" You coo so sweetly as if it's a gentle promise.
"Please- Please please please-" Already he's begging for you. He craves the salvation only you can give him.
And with his pleading you drag your cock out of his needy hole. And then you slam your cock back in, drilling into him. Your large hands grab his thin wrists as you begin a steady and brutal pace, you use his arms as leverage to dig your cock deeper. You can both see the outline of it clear in his stomach with every rough thrust. The sound of skin slapping mixes with the buzz of electronic malfunction as your cock melts Vox's brain.
"Go-ah- God please please- God ru-ruin me" His voice is so pretty.
Of course you have to. You flip him on his stomach and one hand goes to push his head to the pillow while the other wraps around his cock. You begin fisting his cock relishing in the muffled buzzes of delight only interrupted by his whorish begging. He begs so pretty.
"Please save me fr-from my sin- Please- Salv-AH-tion. Mercy. Fuck. Please please please-"
You press your thumb so cruelly to his slit.
"You don't get to cum before your god."
And he sobs. But he still thanks you. Of course he'd thank his god.
He thanks you for every bruise, every hand print on his ass, every second he can't breathe, every minute of pain and unbearable pleasure you subject your dear priest to. After you make sure he thanks you, then you'll reward him with kisses and gentle stroking of his cock. Nothing that's enough for him.
Even when you finally fill his ass with cum he still sobs and begs and pleads. You have to slap his ass just to make him behave.
"Say your prayer." You order and your ever obedient priest complies.
He begins his soft prayer to you thanking you for ruining his sinful body. And between his legs you increase your gentle strokes until he's shouting and crying. You squeeze his pathetic cock as you milk him of his cum and spill it all on the bed below.
That's not the end. It only marks the beginning as you begin your jackhammering thrusts again.
But once you allow him to lay limp in your arms you give him a gentle kiss.
"Such a good boy. I'll have to reward you." You could swear after you spoke his buzzing sounded like purring.
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yanderefarm · 30 days
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Hi I was going to reblog a fic of yours but I noticed reblogs were turned off, does this mean it's not okay to share your writing?
/genuine
I'm confused by this? I've seen multiple people reblog my content today alone so I'm not sure why it wouldn't let you? maybe its an internal problem
as for your general question i dont mind people sharing my work!! i love seeing people's comments and tags it makes me happy
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yanderefarm · 30 days
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holy fuck i just read ur work and its so good lmfao. im happy that there r more sub yandere blogs like u now and i really hope u get more recognition
thank you!! i plan on writing more ive already got a few more ideas tucked away in my drafts!! and if you have any requests please feel free to send them in!!
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yanderefarm · 1 month
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You need to get more noticed!! Seriously you're writings are good!! And if you have anonss can i be ⚰️ anon?
haha thank you!! this is actually brand new i started making it a few days ago and then waited until I had a few posts to put up all at once before I made everything live.
welcome ⚰️ anon!!!
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yanderefarm · 1 month
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hello!! this is a new yandere/male!reader writing blog. i write general male readers as well as yanderes. please read through my rules and other information.
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be nice. be patient when sending in requests i can be slow and easily distracted.
i wont write: gore, blood, scat, intense impact play, pregnancy sex, actual pregnancy, blood drinking, inflation, vore, female!reader, female!yandere!reader, female characters, sub!reader
i will write: minor impact play (slapping, spanking), dcryaphilia, dub con, non con, somnophilia, cervix penetration, breeding kink, daddy kink, male!reader, yandere!reader, dom!reader
if you're curious if I'll write something and its not listed here you can ask!
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you can call me bunny or farmer, im 25, i use he/him pronouns and im transmasc. i love men and i love yanderes. i also like weird shit im so sorry in advanced.
if you have any questions about me feel free to ask!! and if you've read this and the rules reply with a bunny emoji 🐇🐰
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Honkai Star Rail; Jing Yuan, Blade, Dr. Ratio, Aventurine, Boothill, Arlan, Luka, Gallagher, (eventually maybe Sunday)
Genshin Impact; Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Xiao, Thoma, Gorou, Cyno, Alhaithaim, Scaramouche, Neuvillette, Freminet, Dottore, Pantalone, Baizhu
Degrees of Lewdity; Remy, Whitney, Sydney, Kylar, Eden, Harper
Limbus Company; Gregor, Heathcliff
Hazbin Hotel; Vox, Valentino, Zestial, Striker, Fizzarolli, Crimson
What in Hell is Bad; Satan, Mammon, Lucifer, Sitri, Leraye, TBA
Slashers; Ghostface, Jason Vorheez, TBA
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Original Characters
Housewife Yandere
TBA
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Genshin Impact;
breeding dottore
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Honkai Star Rail;
jing yuan x jiangshi
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Original Characters;
house wife yandere
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yanderefarm · 1 month
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headcanons for jing yuan x a male reader who is a jiangshi (like qiqi from genshin impact)
cw: is this necrophilia? necrophilia in case, mentions of gore? but not really a/n: i love jiangshi characters and i love jing yuan
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you were considered an abomination by the xiangzhou, the ten lords commission were deliberating on what to do with you considering your existence broke the taboo.
luckily the general of loufu took your side and argued on your behalf allowing you to come stay with him.
you're a bit clumsy because of how stiff your body is but you try to be helpful
you do forget a lot of things but jing yuan is always there to gently remind you
you follow jing yuan and yanqing's orders to the best of your ability
one time yanqing gave you an order and you could not stop yourself from completing it until jing yuan wrapped his arms around you and told you that he loves you
your body is very cold but jing yuan still uses your thighs as a pillow when hes tired
jing yuan hates when you fight and asks you to only fight if its necessary. yanqing however really wanted you to be a sparring partner
many people in the xiangzhou glare at you with ire when they see you walking around alone
they dont glare when jing yuan is there
you follow jing yuan everywhere like a little puppy
sometimes when jing yuan is kissing your body the places he kisses start to melt.
because of this he lets you kiss and touch him more
but still you end up melting when you get too flustered
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yanderefarm · 1 month
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yandere cheating housewife husband
cw: cheating, cheating kink, blood reference, gore reference, breeding kink a/n: this was somewhat inspired by @privitivium's motherly yandere but ever since i thought of this i havent been able to get it out of my head sorry if this isnt ok btw lmk and ill delete it
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he's a muscular man with a broad chest that your fingers would just sink into given the chance. his hair is so fluffy and his eyes are normally so gentle to look at but sometimes they pierce you like a predator looking at prey. really he's the perfect man.
except he's married.
you don't really know the story behind his marriage all you know is that he's horribly unhappy in it. he comes into your cafe almost everyday trying to meet another man who isn't his husband. and every day he comes up to the counter with a sad look on his face that lights up as soon as he sees you.
it'd be a lie to say his warm smile didn't make your heart race. you'd be lying if you said you didn't find him to be the most gorgeous man you'd ever seen. you'd be lying if you said you hadn't dreamt about being one of the men he goes on dates with.
you never expected that dream to come true. you don't know how it happened really, he'd come to talk to you after a bad date and now you were at a nice restaurant with him. he attracted so much attention from men and women alike but those piercing eyes of his were fixed on you.
he treated you like no date you'd ever been on. so of course you went on another. then another. and before you knew it you found yourself sneaking into his house with him.
you had wanted to go to a hotel but he insisted on taking you to his house and now you knew why. he'd left to go to the bathroom to come back in a beautiful negligee that showed off his body so well. you were definitely drooling. not only the underwear but the location seemed to excite him as well. he kept blushing and saying how you were going to fuck him in the bed he shared with his husband. honestly the thought did turn you on a little bit.
ok it turned you on a lot.
you had his face pressed into the bed as you rammed your cock into his tight hole. his comments about this being his husbands bed had spurred something in you too. you grabbed his long hair and pulled it while asking him what would his husband think if he could see him. you asked him if his husband had ever seen him like this. you asked him if he'd ever worn that for his husband.
his responses were so cute. he tried so hard to hide how excited it made him to be cheating on his husband.
everytime you two met in his house he would pretend he didn't get off on it but the more you made comments about it the more he opened up. oh and in bed did he open up. he was incredibly vocal, screaming, moaning, begging. one night he begged you to breed him like his husband never could, to fill him with your babies. ignoring the scientific impossibility of that you happily tried your best.
and when you were done you finally had the courage to ask him.
"if you hate your husband why do you stay married to him?"
he took a while to answer before finally sighing heavily.
"i depend on him financially... i can't just leave."
"I would take care of you"
he light up at that.
"Really? Do you promise?"
of course when you lovingly responded "I promise." you couldn't have expected what happened next.
when you came over to see him while his husband was supposed to be at work you found him cleaning up what looked like red paint and the room was full of garbage bags that leaked more... red paint.
"I divorced my husband."
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yanderefarm · 1 month
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ftm!dottore x male!reader
cw; nsft, breeding, cervix mentions, spanking, crying, squirting, maybe a lil ooc
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imagine breeding ftm dottore
imagine him ordering you to do so. bossing you around and instructing you on what to do.
imagine him undressing you, then himself clinically as if it's nothing but a medical procedure.
imagine finally snapping on him when he gets too annoying. you push his face into the pillow and raise his ass to the air. he whines and half heartedly struggles to regain control but your hand comes harsh against his ass and he moans.
you hold him down with one hand and align yourself with his tight cunt with the other. you slide in with one rough thrust that has him moaning into the pillow again.
he loves the way your cock stretches his pussy, the slight burn as you fill him. he loves the way that against scientific reason your cock bulges in his stomach. he loves when you manhandle him with your larger more physically imposing body.
you suspect he might have been wanting this outcome all along but you can't find it in yourself to get mad at him. you let go of his wrists as you allow your body weight to hold him down. your hand runs through his light blue locks and tugs.
"listen to yourself, slut. you just wanted to get your cunt stuffed, didn't you?" and he moans at your provocation confirming your words as his pussy clenches around your length. you give another slap to his pillowy ass before you begin a jackhammer pace.
dottore moans underneath you and grabs at the sheets for stability as you pound into him. the bed rattles and the headboard hits the wall with every thrust you slam into him. the doctor's pussy is drooling around your thick cock lending to the sound of your skin slapping together.
another slap on his ass followed by pulling his face to look at you. you kiss him roughly and he eagerly returns it, trying fruitlessly to fight your tongue for control. he gives up so easily as you make him moan again.
when his pussy finally squirts, drenching the sheets in his cum, you flip him over onto his back. you press his body into a mating press, his thighs against his stomach and knees hooked over your legs. he whines at the new position he's in.
"do you want to be bred?" you ask him, your mouth inches from his.
"yes, I'd like to-" before he continue speaking you slam into him even deeper than before.
"what was that?" you ask as you pump your cock deep into his cunt.
"pl-plea-" he practically screamed as your cock kissed his cervix. he looked down to see the bulge of your cock head as it hit his deepest parts with every slap of skin.
"I can't understand what you're saying doc" you tease him as he moans, one of your hands sliding between his legs to rub at his cute clit.
"pleashe- pleashe- ah-ah fuuuuu-fuck me. br-breed m-aah- cu-huhuhm inshide-" his words were broken with each thrust before through eyes teary with overstimulation he screamed out please.
"ok, doctor. I'll get you pregnant." you finally bend down and kiss him again before you continue your brutal pace.
his pussy spasms and he cums so hard he squirts twice more before you finally pump his womb full of cum. its not enough though. you exchange a look with him and you can see in his red eyes he wants more. with a short rest you begin slamming into him again.
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