jellyfishrnice

[jellyfishrnice]

Yandere! Rich suitor idea

Hear me out-

The rich suitor that your parents have in mind for you to marry once you turn 30, the guy who's parents your parents are best friends and how they've been imagining their offspring getting married for decades! And how you absolutely can't stand your unofficial fiance!

Of course, he couldn't stand you either. All your lives grown up together with both your parents insinuating that you two will carry on their names. Each year you two would be sent off to some exotic vacation (your parents loosely supervising) and each year you both failed to hold a conversation without fighting. The pressure was always too much for you, you hated the idea of being tied down to some guy only your parents liked. And no matter how beautiful the boy was, he simply wasn't your type. He was too pretty, too spoiled, too prissy with his blonde hair tied in a ponytail and his stupid eyebrow piercing that made no sense considering his personality.

The guy you were supposed to marry felt the same, he couldn't understand what his parents saw in you. You were too wild, he couldn't imagine trying to carry on a family with how you barely even wanted to do school work. He didn't even consider ugly just so... Weird! With your weird, odd sense of fashion and refusal to think about your future , you were definitely not his type. You two hated each other.

Until the summer you two turned 21. The yearly vacation y'all took started off like any other. With both you dreading the sight of each other. But that changed very quickly once he saw you. This was the first year you two were alone, and maybe it was the fresh alcohol in your systems or the soft lights in whatever high class restaurant you were in, something clicked in your suitor's brain.

Turns out a year (or a couple) can really change the way you see someone. Whether he knew or not he started to admire the way you refused to comply with the strict set of rules set by the high class society you two lived in, and how you didn't care what anyone else thought of your peculiar way of self expression. It was admirable he had to admit.

And the night you two shared an accidental drunken kiss, it made the hair on his arms stand up, it made his face flush red(which he blamed on the liquor), and it made his heart pound in a way he never thought possible.

Every bone chilling reaction was forced out of him and it made his skin light on fire. After that night, he only wanted more to come out of your relationship.

But, the attraction was simply one sided.

You still only saw the same prissy boy. He still refused to look at things from more than one perspective, he still poked fun at your style of clothes, he still refused to say thank you to whatever person who was serving him!

He was everything you hated all wrapped up in one ball of a man.

And when he dropped the idea of getting married the next morning while you were still recovering from your hangover, you almost vomited.

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"Ew! What the fuck are you talking about?!" You yelled while almost dropping the mug you had in your hand. The guy was just insulting you yesterday like he always does and now he's talking about marriage?

"You act as though marrying me is the worst thing possible." Andrew sighed while sipping on a glass of orange juice. He looked out the nearby window onto the private beach of the resort while leaning on the nearby wall. It didn't show but your response clearly hurt him just a bit.

"'Cuz it is." You groaned in frustration while sitting down on the living room couch. The guy you hate proposing is definitely not helping with your pounding headache.

You took a sip out of the mug of coffee and tried to rub away the ache from your temples. Why now of all times to propose? You two had at least 5 more years of freedom before yours and his parents would put their foot down and set a date for you two to sign the wedding papers.

"I mean- why not now? Its be better sooner than later, it would be like ripping off a bandaid-"

"Hell no." You sighed and set down your mug on the coffee table next to you and dropped your head onto a pillow. How were you going to deal with this?

"Anyway," you paused trying to gather your words, "don't you hate me? Why would you want to tie the knot so soon? I mean, you're an attractive guy right? Why don't you try out other options before having to-"

"I don't want other options."

You lifted your head and stared at Andrew for a second. The pink dusting his fair cheeks and avoidance of eye contact was all you needed to know.

You looked away from his face and stared at the wall behind him. Your head hurts even more than when you had woken up.

"I'm leaving."

"What?"

"I said I'm leaving." You hauled yourself off the couch and into your room. You could hear Andrews faint footsteps and even more of his questions but ignored it. You packed your backpack, only the necessities and a small bag of seashells. You were getting on the next plane and heading back home. Or wherever you could land first.

You were not staying here. You refused to marry. Not yet at least.

But as you try and open the door to leave, a large hand slams it shut before you can completely open it.

"Andrew. What the hell are you doing."

"You are not leaving." Andrew says while placing his other hand against the door, caging you.

You never realized how muscular Andrew was before this moment.

"Yes, I am. Now let go of the door-"

"No." He says in a much firmer tone.

It dawns on you that you're on a private beach with no one to hear you yell for help. You see one of his hands leave the door and for a second you think he's come back to his senses and stopped whatever crazy shit he was thinking- but instead he snaked his hand around your waist and lays his forehead on your shoulder.

"You're not leaving."

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HEHEHEHE JUST A THOUGHT THOOO

Not proof read forgive me 😔

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[jellyfishrnice]

I need him so bad I'm going insane. I'm frothing at the mouth plz Cecil one chance

#cecil stedman x reader #I love you Cecil

[jellyfishrnice]

toxic (ex) boyfriend idea

"Baby, please let me back in." You heard that all too familiar voice from the other side of your bolted shut apartment door

"Leave me alone. " You let your body slide down the door to hopefully add some extra weight of he did try to break down your door again.

"God, please baby, you know I love you! I didn't mean it I promise," his voice cracking at the last syllable.

You stayed silent.

How could you get him to leave you alone. You know damn well that if you let him in, you'd be in his arms the next morning naked and willing to listen to all his pretty lies.

"I'm going to call the cops Liam."

"You and I both know they'll do nothing to stop me." He almost whispered. But you could still hear the slimy voice full of (you hope) fake regret. Unfortunately, the small town you lived in never did anything to stop Liam's "shenanigans" as they would stupidly put it. Not in highschool when he stole from local shops, and especially not when he was trying to get back "the love of his life."

'Useless bastards,' you thought.

"I don't care, you're still trespassing and they have to remove you." You tried to make your voice as strong as possible but it only came out as tired and mildly annoyed. He always took that as your tone anyway.

You heard him stand up in his drunken state and lean his weight against your door. 'Please don't break it down again, please don't break it down again-'

You're thoughts were interrupted by his strained voice.

"Y/n, you know I love you. So please, can you just let me back in so we can kiss, make up, and get over it by tomorrow morning."

That was usually how it went. In that exact order. But this time, your promised yourself it would be different. It had to be if you wanted to leave this place and never come back.

Grabbing your phone from your pocket, you put in the all too familiar number for the police.

"Leave now."

All you heard on the other side of the door was a scoff and a quiet mumble of how you would come crawling back.

You would prove him wrong. Hopefully.

#yandere #oc #oc x reader #original content #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #original character #original character x reader

[jellyfishrnice]

hehe ex-boyfriend story concept

Okay so Imagine. You just broke up with your now ex-boyfriend and he seems to be taking it rather well, considering that he thinks you won't last a day without him.

Until a month passes by and you're still not back with him. Odd, he thinks. Whatever, you'll be back before he knows it.

Except you aren't. Its been 3 fucking months and you are still not on your knees begging for him to take you back. He's starting to panic a little.

How are you not back yet, how are you surviving without him?? He stalks your Instagram on a private account and see's your hanging out with a lot of male friends that he previously didn't let you see while you two where dating. He's not jealous. Not at all. It's not like the thought of you holding someone else's hand is eating him from the inside out, not at all. Or the idea that someone could be kissing your soft lips that were only meant for him to touch. Oh God, what is you're having sex with others that are not him.

Nevermind, he is not okay.

He lays awake at night thinking about you, what are you doing, where are you at, who are you with?

It's tearing through his mind and heart like maggots to flesh.

He can't sleep, he can't eat, his diet now mainly consists of alcohol and he's starting to think maybe letting you walk out of the door of your apartment was the worst mistake of his life. He looks sick, he looks like someone hit him with a car. No, a bus.

He continues stalking you on your social media before he builds up enough will power to just text you a simple "Hey". In your Insta dms because he was blocked on everything else. You didn't even know he had instagram.

He stares at the screen if his phone until he saw the little dots indications you were typing, his heart was pounding against his chest. But no message came.

It suddenly dawned on him, he could win you back.

He could do it, out of all the times you said you where through with him, you would still manage to take him back within a few days.

What's to say he couldn't convince you one more time?

Or, who's to say.

You don't know how he found your address, but you didn't question it when he showed up on your doorstep with a bouquet of roses and a shy smile on his lips, you couldn't recognize him.

Even though he dressed his best and bought you a huge cluster or roses, he still couldn't hide the eyebags or the obvious weightless.

You cant take him back, no matter how sad and pathetic he looked with his big puppy dog eyes and pretty, soft looking lips.

You simply didn't feel the same way anymore.

You sighed before shutting the door in his face.

"What the fuck?"

He thought to himself, he had never rejected him. Ever.

He did everything right, he dressed well, had a big bunch of flowers, and he even had a little speech prepared!

How could you do this to him!

Rage bubbled up inside him, he couldn't survive without you. That was much more obvious now. The sight of you made him want to fall to his knees and you just shut the door on him?

He needed you.

And no matter what he would make you feel the same. No matter what it takes.

#yandere #yandere x y/n #oc x reader #oc #original content #orginal #toxic #toxic behavior #yandere oc

[jellyfishrnice]

Venti<3

Venti  humped your leg like a dog in heat, his drool seeing through your shirt as he pushed his head deeper into your chest.

"Mm- Ah please- mm" He moaned in a muffled voice. He had been begging earlier how it wasn't fair how Tartaglia got to touch your chest and he couldn't. His constant whining had worn you down to where you were so desperate to shut him up, you grabbed him by the hair and shoved his face into your chest.

And now he’s here still suckling on the flesh beneath your top and bucking into whatever his hips could touch. Attempting to pull him away you gently pushed him by the shoulders, starting to get tired of the sticky feeling on your chest, but he just wrapped his arms tighter around your waist and let out a needy whine.

You sucked your teeth and grabbed his hair by the root in a much harsher manner and pulled back his head.

Venti's face was scarlet red and he looked up into your eyes, silently pleading to let him cum. How pathetic. Furrowing your brows and sighing in annoyance you let his hair go and gave a nod. His face lit up and he immediately shoved his face in your cleavage. Pathetic, but very cute.

He continued to lick and suck at any of the exposed breast he could, his hips bucking up trying to find any sort of friction. You were so kind to let him hump you like this, he would do anything to make this moment last forever.

"AaAh- please, don't stop- mmM!" Your annoyance slowly disappeared at his desperation, how cute. You combed through his hair as he came closer and closer to reaching his climax.

His hips began moving more franticly and at a more desperate pace before you felt it. The warm wet spot that had formed in his pants and his hips grinding at a much slower pace, riding out his orgasm. His head picking up from your chest, his face still a pretty red, and looking up at your heavenly face smiling down at him. You are so beautiful.

God he would die for you.

"Thank you my love." He grinned.

"You are very welcome Venti." You giggled. He's so cute.

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An: Lmao, hope you liked it, reader is like 22. Barely 300 words.

Rest of the story is on wattpad:)

https://www.wattpad.com/story/289674996-care-for-me-genshin-x-reader

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