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YOU CAME THRU WITH THAT SATIVA...

౨ৎ synopsis. Igniting desire with a shared joint, chemistry intensifies hinting at an irresistible attraction.

౨ৎ pairings. Geto Suguru x Reader

౨ৎ content. fem! reader, stoner! g. suguru, mention of marijuana, makeout session, nothing too much yet.

౨ৎ A/N. This was just a mini midnight post, maybe a little continuation to their little rendezvous? *monkey covering eyes emoji*

The balmy summer evenings cast a spell, with just the right caress of breeze, rendering the atmosphere perfect. The aroma of the ocean lingered in the air as you and your friends strolled along the boardwalk. Shoko, Utahime, and Satoru fixated on a coveted prize at a mini-game stall, while Kento and Haibara found themselves ensnared by distractions elsewhere.

"I spotted it first, so I should go!" Utahime's voice rang out amidst the debate over who should take the first turn, all for the sake of winning a huge banana plush. A smile couldn't help but dance across your lips as the trio engaged in playful banter.

A hand gently encircled your waist, interrupting the scene. "Wanna light up this joint?"

His voice was a low murmur, his gaze locking with yours, framed by long, dark locks, tattoos adorning his arms, a sleek black chain accentuating his attire—and those fox-like eyes.

Heat flushed your cheeks as you met his gaze, his presence igniting a subtle anticipation within you. "Just ditch them?" you suggested, clearing your throat.

A smirk tugged at his lips, a knowing glint in his eyes as he observed your subtle appraisal. "Nanami and Haibara are off elsewhere, and those three aren't budging anytime soon," he noted, drawing you closer with a gentle pressure on your waist.

His touch sent a shiver down your spine, and you mentally cursed at your body's reaction. "Plus, we can always catch up with them later at the beach house."

And just like that, you and Suguru found yourselves seated on a secluded bench along the boardwalk, away from the bustling crowd. It was just the two of you, and in that moment, nothing else mattered. You watched as he exhaled a puff of smoke, the sweet haze of the weed enveloping your senses.

"I love the way you look at me," he murmured, his attention fully on you as he discarded the joint. "Come here…" With a gentle tug, he guided you onto his lap, your faces inches apart.

"Kiss me," you whispered, fingers tracing his loose strands as his hand tenderly cupped your cheek.

"You're stunning," he whispered back, before capturing your lips in a tender embrace. His kiss was like cherry mingled with the faint aroma of weed—soft yet intoxicating.

As the kiss deepened, soft moans escaped your lips, hips swaying in rhythm with his. His hand slipped under your shirt, teasingly exploring your curves, the shared breaths between you growing louder with each passing moment.

Breaking the kiss, he gazed at you with a mix of desire and admiration. "You drive me crazy," he confessed, his words hanging in the air, a silent promise of what was yet to come.

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mwehehehe having more yandere thoughts tonight, this time about a vengeful ghost man of mine, Keiran!

lil warning for mentions of self starving/disordered eating from anxiety, noncon and noncon possession!

♡ Keiran hates the living. He envies them so, so much he can't begin to put it into words. He hates them, hates their warmth, their life, their presence on the world. How is it fair that others get to live whilst his life was cut short? Worse still, how was it fair that he had taken to stalking you after you had explored the crypts that he had made his home!? You seemed so excited and happy to be there, disturbing his 'rest'...it was the best excuse he had when he followed you to your home. It was only fair that he got to explore your home too, no?

♡ He found you pathetic honestly, watching you bumble around your home as you searched for objects that he had moved to mess with you, watching you shake in fear every time he forced your surroundings to make unnatural noises. You were so cute when you were scared, but that was amplified when you became brave and determined. He wanted to break you. He couldn't decide where he got his greatest pleasure from; it was either when he would tug on your clothes, causing you to yelp in surprise, or when he would lightly tap onto your shoulder, watching your head whip around at lightning speed.

♡ One night whilst you sleep he floats over, lying down to face you, pressing a finger on your forehead. Immediately your face scrunches up and you tremble. He smiled, watching you whimper and shake from the nightmare he'd just given you. You began beading up with sweat, tossing and turning with twitching limbs before waking up with a cry, clutching your chest as you hyperventilated. What went from a fond appreciation for you turned into envy when he realised that he couldn't feel the searing heat of your skin after these nightmares, and with that, he decides to amp them up for you.

♡ More weeks pass, and the nightmares only worsen for you. In your dreams you're stalked endlessly by a pale figure, hair billowing around its form, whispering incomprehensible words that pierce through your eardrums and lodge themselves right into your skull, clawing at your flesh with ice-like nails, making your skin instantly frostbitten. In your waking hours, you swear you can now see the figure from your nightmares down the corridors of your home. Eyes sunken in, chains adorning the bone-thin wrists of the figure. Tattered rags for clothes and a hole in its abdomen, complete with ghostly innards gently swaying like its hair. You feel so cold now.

♡ Keiran likes how close to death you look. Tired, sunken eyes. Jumpy skittishness. You'd even stopped eating due to how nervous you'd gotten. He loved it. He loved how malleable you were for him. He wanted to touch this new you, wanted to really feel your body. He decides that night to give it a go whether you like it or not. He lays over your curled up form and lowers himself down, and down, until your skin and bones house his spirit.

♡ You wake up against your will, coughing and spluttering. Something wasn't right. You felt disoriented, not quite connected to your body. You try to move and sit up to ease your laboured breaths, but to your dismay you find that you can't even make a finger twitch. Was this sleep paralysis? That theory is thrown out of the window when your arm starts moving on its own.

♡ You can't shout. You can't scream. You can't even whimper as you hand slowly travels down in between your legs, resting right by your sex. You find yourself speaking in a tone of voice that isn't yours.

"It feels so good to finally be able to feel your warmth..." you croon. You're terrified. You chuckle, before your other arm snaps and bends unnaturally, sending searing pain coursing through your body. Eventually the wet crunching stops, and your other hand is clumsily fondling your nipples.

♡ Keiran couldn't get enough of the warmth he had coveted for so long. He could hear your weak spirit screaming at him from within you to stop and to get the hell out, but he merely shoved it down further. He'd soon get you out, get this vessel for himself. That's what he kept saying, anyways.

♡ Your lower hand begins playing with your sex now, and you can't stop the tears that flow from your grinning face. It hurts. Your face, nipples, groin, body. It hurts so much. And it won't stop. You desperately try to move and fight back against whatever force is making you do this, but all that does is just make you feel even heavier and powerless. You lay and take it, giving up, letting your body cum against its will.

♡ Keiran exits your body after that, feeling the buzzing coursing through your shared body fade as more of him left. He couldn't believe that had actually worked. You stare at the pale figure before you, bewildered and dazed, your tears making it look wobbly and distorted. Keiran stares back at you with an unreadable face.

♡ Filled with a surge of confidence he dives back into your weak vessel again, not ready to give it up. This was his body now, he decided. You and him would be one, whether you liked it or not. Not that you'd have a say really; you wouldn't want him to take your life away and to tear your soul out from within your body, would you?

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I just want you all to know, that if and when this site does experience a real exodus and/or get sunsetted for good, even if we don't keep in touch I'll remember you so fondly. You're the online equivalent of the other kid on the beach where we built sandcastles together; the girl at the campsite where we explored the trees. You're the drunk person who shared kind words in the bathroom at the club, you're the talented artists at the life drawing class or the poetry night in a city where I don't live anymore. It makes me sad that maybe in the future our paths won't cross so easily, but even when we leave this little shared piece of cyberspace, carried away on our briefly intersecting trajectories, just know I still love you

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good riddance live

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Faceless Love

I woke up with tears in my eyes and a warm feeling in my chest, but why, why would i wake up crying when you, my love, made me feel like I was the prettiest girl, you made me feel so loved and so important

I know you were a dream but your kisses felt real, you hugs felt comforting, you being there made everything feel so special

you made me feel every emotion, you made me so happy, maybe, more happy than anything so far

but I lost you, i wish i could say that I remember your face but there's nothing like that on my memories and even though I can still see your warm smile and your soft voice telling me you love me more than anything, more than i could ever imagine

I still remember the last word you said to me before leaving "you are my everything, please don't forget me, my love"

I don't feel sad because I lost you, i feel sad because I don't know how you are and that way I could never go out and look for you

But you made me feel true love, I will never forget that, I thank you for that, I love you

because that's how love can be faceless and unconditional

#i wrote this based of a video i saw talking about the dreams that feel real #i had dreams like that #i did my best #poems

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a vampire blushing is not so much about the blushing itself as it is the fact that You are the one causing it. your blood. your blood that they ate. this is so dope and beautiful

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i was so in love with him

he was a star

standing in front of me he held out his hand towards me inviting me to take it, and I did, my hand felt cold against his own warm hand, we stood together at the end of the world, I could have looked behind him and see all the flames of disaster erase every memory I had, but I could never look away from him and even if I could look away, he would make sure to hold me close, so close that everything in that moment would seem unimportant and boring

but today he couldn't do that no matter what, today was the last day of earth, we knew that so we spend the last days together.

And away he held out his bruised hand and with the prettiest smile i've seen him make, he said "shall we die together and reunite as souls, my love?"

I took his hand, tears that I couldn't be bothered to wipe away formed in my eyes, he was truly the love of my life, he always had a way to make me smile no matter what and today wasn't an exception "yes my love, let's go"

Those were my last words before he held me in his arms and kissed me one last time

#i just had to wrote down this before i forgot #idk #i tried

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A young villain tried to mug you, but upon seeing your face, he fled in terror. Upon further investigation, you discover that your high school sweetheart is now the most powerful villain in the world and has you on a list titled “hurt them, and I’ll kill you.”

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Baby Yuji who clings and cries to you when your helpers try to take him away because someone with such a high reputation to hold shouldn’t be seen with a babe latched onto their breast

His little cries that make your heart ache outside his nursery door. Barging in and picking up your baby boo and cooing at him as he instantly stops crying his little fish taking a death tight grip to your shirt asking for you never let him go.

Baby Yuji who gets mushed instantly as your enter your private chambers because Sukuna was ready for a second child only to be stopped when he heard his sons muffled cries against his own bare chest.

Sukuna who sighs carrying his baby boy using his reverse cursed technique to heal him of any squish damage. Cradling him against his chest in he massive arms. Squeezing his yawning sons cheeks between his hand just for his son to take a tight hold on his finger. The way Sukuna laughs proudly at how his son was so strong for someone so small

The smug look when you try to take Yuji away from Sukuna only for Yuji to cry and cling to his daddy

Your little pout as Baby Yuji sleeps on his daddy’s chest secured by his arms and you held against your husbands side with his free arm

Toddler Yuji who’s first word isn’t mama or papa but “koo… kooo kooOUuna…” you look confused turning to your husband with a raised brow “whose Kouna?” “It’s KUNA woman! As in SuKUNA,” he crossed his arms against his chest smug smirk, “We can see who the preferred is.” You puffed your cheeks “Ryomen Sukuna i have half a never to- Koona!” You turned to your son picking him up “little traitor”

Toddler Yuji who no matter where he is, he’s not afraid to walk, he knows his mom and dad will be right there to catch him and pick him up to try again

The time Yuji was across the massive palace room, you were watching him sit and play. Sukuna was lounged out in front of the sunny window after a bath trying to relax. Never had he felt the instinct that forced him up and over, catching his son just before he toppled over into the floor. His speed was scary and accurate turning to you as you were just behind him.

Little Yuji who yells in delight when you throw him up in the air to catch him again kissing his cheeks, is the same Yuji who screams when his dad hurls him into the air only to fall back against his dad clinging for life against his dads rumbling chest. He dad laughing out loud before Yuji is screaming “again again!”

The heart attacks you’ve had watching these things happen just for Uraume to assure nothing bad will fall upon the heir

The cute moments when you and Sukuna take Yuji’s small chubby hands while walking and picking him up and swinging him every third step. His little smile and laughs as he looks up at both of you, your smile as you look at Sukuna, that rare soft smile and look in his eyes that remind you why you fell for him. Proving he’s not the cruel tyrant others have him to be.

Sukuna who threatens the best artist in the village to create an oil painting of you, your husband and Yuji with every birthday that passes because even though he won’t express how much he enjoys these moments, he’s afraid of time slipping through his fingers

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ thinking about Zoro who just got married to you and he’s like making sure everyone knows he’s married and won’t shut up about it. He is one to brag, and he's definitely not shy about showing how proud he is of you. Whether it's bragging about your accomplishments to his friends, or simply gushing about how amazing of a wife you are, Zoro knows how lucky he is to have found you and isn't afraid to let it show, or to praise you in front of others either. Everyone knows how in love he is with you, your name being replaced with “my wife” all the time. He considers his marriage to be one of the greatest achievements in his life. It's also a huge sign of respect, as he's acknowledging that you two are now a part of one unit and have made a lifelong commitment to each other. And what's more, Zoro is not afraid of displaying his love for you in public. He doesn't shy away from showing his affection towards you, whether it's holding your hand in front of others, or giving you a kiss in the middle of a crowded street. He doesn't want to hide his feelings, and he can't stop himself from publicly displaying how proud he is to be married to you. He never fails to wear his ring and make sure everyone notices it. Before a duel, he likes to point out that you took care of his swords. “Be careful, my wife sharpened the blades.”

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worth the wait

Trafalgar Law x F!Reader

summary - you wait for Law to confess, going through everything ranging from jealousy to frustration, but no matter how you feel, you want him to confess on his own.

warnings - maybe some angst but mostly fluff, this is my FIRST TIME writing for Law so i sincerely apologise if I get him wrong

a/n: i'm still busy with the Sabaody Archipelago arc so im not very accustomed to Law yet but i like him so i wanted to try

You know he doesn't mean to make you feel this way. You know he doesn't intend to make you seethe with anger yet also burn with jealousy and drown in sorrow as you watch the woman flirt with him. You know he has no clue about your feelings, or that the woman is flirting, and you know he doesn't mean to hurt you.

But that doesn't stop those feelings.

You take note of how much prettier the woman is than you, how much bustier and curvier. Law doesn't seem to be the type that goes for looks, but sometimes you cave to insecurity and imagine him being convinced and led off by one of these local whores. And it brings up many unpleasant feelings you wish you could go your entire life without feeling.

Bepo, Shachi and Penguin all sit at the table with you, each one having taken a turn to suggest that you put an end to it by going and telling Law how you feel. But you denied all of them, insisting that Law should be given the opportunity to confess to you on his own if he felt that way, without being forced into it or facing the awkwardness of not reciprocating. If he really felt that way about you, then you wanted him to approach you on his own, when he was comfortable.

Even if you had to hurt longer because of it.

Your eyes lingered on your dark-haired captain as he listened to the woman sitting next to him at the bar, his face showing clear signs of disinterest. Usually Law was quick to tell people to leave him alone if they were bothering him, so you were unsure of what to think. He wasn't interested in her, but he wasn't telling her to go away??

You sighed, leaning back in your chair as you stretched, "Okay, I've had my fun. I'm going back to the Polar Tang." You pushed your chair back and stood. "See you guys later." Before they could protest, you left.

Law turned to watch you go, a frown forming on his lips. He wasn't aware that something had been bothering you, but now he was sure of it. You usually didn't leave until he did, and certainly not without taking someone with you. He excused himself without looking at the woman talking to him, and gestured for Shachi, Penguin and Bepo to follow as he too left the pub.

You sighed as you lay back on your bed, letting your mind wander. You had to reign it back in when your thoughts immediately went to Law and that woman, though, and you tried to think of something else. Taking a deep breath, you looked at your blanket and mindlessly studied the pattern.

A knock pulled you from your bland, and frankly, boring, task. You sighed once more and forced yourself out of bed, going over to open your door. You expected it to be Shachi or Bepo coming to check on you, so you were not ready for who was actually standing there.

"Law?" You frowned, confused.

"Are you alright, (Name)-ya?" The doctor asked, his posture slightly awkward. If you hadn't known him as long as you did, you wouldn't have noticed. "You left a bit early today."

You bit your lip, "Yeah, I just...got a bit tired."

He saw right through your lie, as you should have expected him to.

"Something is bothering you."

"What?" Your eyes widened. "No, nothing-"

He scoffed, "I'm insulted you think I wouldn't notice when one of my crewmembers is bothered by something."

Crewmember. There it was. You tried not to flinch, letting out a shaky breath, "I'm fine, captain. Honest." Before he could press further, you closed the door. That may have not been smart, but you didn't want to tell him the real reason.

Law frowned, but if you didn't want to discuss it with him, he wouldn't force you to.

-

Law couldn't sleep.

Well, he usually had trouble but tonight was for a different reason. He was kept up by concern for you, and plagued by confusion over what was making you behave so weirdly. He tried to think of every possible thing that might have upset you, but he couldn't connect anything to your behaviour.

Then he recalled what he'd overheard in the pub, the conversation between you, Shachi, Penguin and Bepo that you thought he hadn't heard.

"Maybe you should tell him how you feel."

"No, I can't. I won't. If he feels the same, I want him to tell me on his own terms, when he's ready. No sooner."

That hadn't made sense when he first heard it, and he automatically assumed you were talking about a crush you had on someone, which made an ugly bubble of jealousy grow inside him. But now...

Now it all clicked.

You liked him. You liked Law. But you didn't want to tell him, because you wanted him to be comfortable when he eventually did decide to pursue a relationship with you.

Now at least he knew what to do.

-

You woke up the next morning feeling groggy and tired. You hadn't gotten much sleep, maybe two or three hours max. Your body protested to you getting up, but you eventually managed to pull yourself out of bed and get ready for the day. You would be leaving the island today, so you needed to go help the others get the submarine ready for departure.

The short conversation you had with Law last night suddenly slipped into your mind, and you internally cringed. That was awkward. You wanted to avoid him, but since he was your captain that was virtually impossible. And it would also be difficult to explain.

You sucked it up and joined everyone else for breakfast.

You didn't get very far with that, since Bepo informed you that Law wanted to see you in his room halfway through your meal. You stiffened, but nonetheless promised to go when you were done.

"Captain?" You swallowed thickly as you stood outside his door and knocked. "You wanted to see me?"

"Yes," came his familiar voice from behind the door, before it opened to reveal the man who gave you butterflies each and every time you saw him. "Come in." He stepped aside to give you space to walk in.

You avoided meeting his gaze and you stepped into his room, your heart racing at the speed of light. It was causing bile to rise at the base of your throat, but you tried to ignore the nauseated feeling your nervousness was bringing with it.

"Am I in trouble?" You asked anxiously, fiddling with your boiler suit.

"No," he stated simply, before taking a seat at his desk. It was a while before he spoke again, writing something before turning in his seat to face you. He studied your expression, before sighing. "You don't have to look so scared."

You chose not to say anything, casting your gaze to the floor instead.

"(Name)-ya. Look at me."

When you didn't, the doctor got up again and walked over to you. He gently gripped your chin in his hand and moved your head upwards so you could look him in the eye.

"You're very cute when you get shy on me."

Out of all the things you'd expected him to say, that was nowhere on the list. Your eyes widened, heart almost stopping. Your butterflies grew, and fluttered around more wildly in your stomach.

"It took me a lot longer than I thought to figure out why you get easily flustered around me," he began again, "I'll admit I'm not as adept at romance as I am at medicine, or how did Penguin put it?"

"You're book smart, not street smart," you managed to say, laughing a little bit at the jab Penguin had teasingly made at Law, when he thought Law wasn't around.

"Yes, that," Law chuckled, a rare sound that you liked hearing. Then he smiled at you, really smiled at you, and your heart flipped. "So you should have come to me about your feelings. I wouldn't have thought of it as forced if you told me first, considering I have no experience with this." Suddenly he became the nervous one, a side to him you'd never seen before. "There was no way I would confess if you didn't."

You supposed that made sense, and you managed a small smile, "Sorry, captain. I just wanted to make sure you'd be comfortable."

"I..." He bit his lip, "I'm always comfortable with you."

That admission was followed by Law using his grip on your chin to guide your face closer to his, so that he could press his lips to yours. He kissed you lightly at first, testing the waters, then deepened it as soon as you reciprocated the kiss. He dropped his hand to grip both sides of your waist, and pulled you flush against him as your lips moulded together in a slow, passionate dance. You grabbed his upper arms for support, fearing you would fall over from how good the kiss felt, and only when he sensed you might just faint he pulled away.

With a cocky smirk.

"I didn't know I made your knees weak," he teased.

You stuttered and babbled out something incoherent, the brightest blush settling on your cheeks. He chuckled and wrapped his arms around your smaller frame, letting you rest your head on his shoulder as he embraced you. He kissed the top of your head, and you sighed contentedly, happy to finally be in his arms.

"Next time, don't wait so long to tell me something so important."

"Okay, but you were worth the wait."

He blushed.

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Sukuna x Reader where Reader has the ability to freeze and stall people in time and they haven't been having the greatest life and more importantly the greatest day so when they come face to face with Sukuna, who just so happened to take control of Yuji, they just snap after he whips out his "ganbare ganbare" line. Who is this entitled, overpowered, old spirit to tell them to try harder?

And as they're having an emotional break they stall him long enough (unintentionally and strong enough that he can't break out and Reader ends up with a nosebleed) that Yuji manages to take control of his body again.

But that moment was enough to pique Sukuna's interest because not only was he forced to listen to their woes without being able to attack them, but Reader wasn't inherently angry at him and who he is as a person. He's intrigued because it's rare for people to forget their fears and stand up to him like that.

So then Sukuna is adamant about finding out more about Reader if only to quell his own boredom.

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Yandere co-worker x reader

Warnings- masturbation, Yan being creepy, stalking, threatening behaviour

✍️Yan! Co-worker who instantly gets hard upon seeing you and your cute little face. He would get so flustered and would almost come in his trousers if you tried to talk to him, immediately running away to fix his little problem.

✍️Yan! Co-worker who makes it his responsibility to make you drinks and keep you feed, although these may have a slight odd taste, maybe a little salty. When you ask him he would blush heavily and blame it on his heavy handed seasoning. But don’t look down as, once again, he got a little too hot u see the collar.

✍️Yan! Co-worker who brings you a different drink one day. A milkshake but it did take a lot longer than normal to make and your sweet yandere looks a bit faint.

Thrusting into his hand at a quick pace while moaning your name. He would have to hold onto the counter while positioning his dick to go into the bowl, making sure to not waste a single drop of cum.

Although this was the third time he’s made himself cum and was struggling. So he wrapped his hand tightly around his neck, imagining you were choking him while bouncing on his cock. He came the hardest he’s ever come, ropes of his cum squirting out and into the bowl.

3 orgasms down 3 more to go. He has to provide the best drink for his love, you deserve the absolute best no matter if it makes him faint a few times.

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Need more of our yan slasher,he's so pookie,i wanna bite his cheeks (in a affectionate way) and cuddle with him until the end of times,he's such a cutie 😭💗

Yandere! Slasher Pt.2

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’

Pt. 1

After reading the message sent by Yandere! Slasher, everyone subconsciously looked at you. Never in your life did you want to go home more badly than you did right now. Why did you even decide to go to a party in the first place? You don’t even like people in general! You were definitely never going out to socialize with others after this. If only there were more booze around here you really didn’t want to handle this situation semi sober.

You: “... What are you all looking at me for, they gave out a very vague description of someone. This could literally be anyone in this room with similar features to me.”

The next minute the phone screen immediately lights up with a message.

Yandere! Slasher: “I’m talking about you.”

You: “...”

After a few more seconds of silence, you finally managed to suppress the fear and uneasiness in your heart. You took the phone from the person beside you and carefully looked back at the messages that were sent by Yandere! Slasher. Finally looking down at the text box you begin to slowly type a message.

You: “Sorry, I don’t like guys with dark hair.”

Yandere! Slasher: “I can always dye it.”

You: “I don’t like your face.”

Yandere! Slasher: “There’s always plastic surgery”

You: “How do I know that you're rich? What if you’re lying and actually not broke.”

Yandere! Slasher: “I’ll buy you whatever you want right now. I can even send you my credit card information if you decide to be with me.

Damn you were broke but not broke enough to allow yourself to be with some killer. If it weren’t for your morals you would have probably folded by now.

Yandere! Slasher: “Well it’s not like you have a choice anyways. I plan on making you my spouse either way. You can either come with me willingly or I could take you by force…. Well looks like you’re taking too long. I'll decide for you.”

With that text message sent, you immediately began to feel queasy. You were struggling to keep your eyes wide open and your body was beginning to become very sluggish. Slowly but surely your senses were starting to stop and the last thing that you were able to hear were the sound of your peers screaming for help. With one last attempt to get out of your situation, you try to slowly crawl away. Only for your attempts to be interrupted when someone gently picks you up. “You’re not going anywhere cutie.” and with that you were now fully unconscious.

—

The next morning you woke up with the world’s worst hangover in the world. Never in your life did you feel this fucked up and and groggy all at once. You begin to raise up your body but soon realize that your body was tightly restricted by some rope and you were wrapped in the arms of some guy. The immediate thought in your head was that this was, last night was either the kinkiest night of your life or some random weirdo had ended up kidnapping you. Due to your movements the man next to you begins to wake up and looks over to you with a smile on his face.

“Cutie! I’m so glad you’re awake. We have so many things that we need to discuss right now! I’ve been thinking about the names of our future kids. Do you have any preferences? I don’t really mind what we name them but I want a lot of kids! Wait! I’m being so inconsiderate right now. I never even asked you if you wanted kids. If you don’t like them we can adopt as many pets as we physically can and we–”

As he was rambling it finally hit you. He was the fucking weirdo from the night before. You wanted to fucking die. Never in a million years did you think that you’d have to deal with a serial killer and an extrovert at that. Maybe if you pretended to be deaf he would stop talking to you. You begin to look at him and begin to make gestures with your head and facial expressions to signify that you were deaf. Yandere! Slasher looks at you for a few minutes before laughing.

“Sweetie, that's not going to work. I’ve been stalking you for the last couple of years. I know that you’re not deaf. Besides I’ve looked at your medical, you're perfectly healthy right now. Which reminds me, my precious little darling must be starving right now. It’s my job as your future husband to take care of you. Now wait right here for me.”

With that he leaves you entrapped alone in the room. Although your eyes were still a little blurry you were still able to make out the contents of the room. Scanning the room, your eyes fell upon a glint of metal under a desk —a discarded tool left by neglect or chance. Adrenaline surged as you inched closer, your heart racing in synchrony with your movements. With trembling fingers, you grasped the tool, the cold touch sending a shiver down your spine.

Summoning every ounce of determination, you started sawing at the ropes, each movement a blend of agony and hope. The metallic smell of blood filled your nose as the sharp edges of the tool cut into your skin. With each passing second, the knots loosened, freedom within tantalizing reach. With one last rough movement you were able to be free of your binds. As you made your way towards the window. A creak soon shatters the silence and the door swings open. Revealing your kidnapper's looming silhouette.

“Look at you all covered in blood because I left the room. Did you really think I would leave the room without any monitors watching you? I was hoping that you wouldn't try to escape but I guess I’ll have to be training you from now on cutie. Guess I’ll have to punish you right now. Do me a favor and lay down won’t you?”

[bluebloodhearts]

Thinking about Hanma coming home on his birthday, greeted by an over-bubbly you by the door. He lifts an eyebrow and asks what's got you smiling so wide.

You just giggle and respond innocently with a "You'll see later."

And when he's finally in bed after the diner you made for him he asks you again.

You just get up, turn around and lift up your shirt.

The moment he sees the familiar "Sin" and "Punishment" tattooed on your lower back he practically jumps up in bed.

"You like it?"

"Like it? I love it, dollface ♡"

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Just wanna be branded as his property. Imagine how hard he's gonna fuck you everytime he glances down at you bend over, all for him to use, and sees his tattoos on your body, showing the whole world who you belong to. Gonna grip your hips till you bruise and whine for him, praising you for being his good girl :(

"That's it, pretty. Best fucking gift I've ever received. Gonna fill you all nicely with my cum. You want that, don't you?"

The Hanma brain rot is real y'all