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ozzgin · 10 hours
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I love Zzy so much, he is such a smug bastard (affectionately). A gremlin of a demon. He would annoy the shit put of me, but honestly he is hard to be mad at/to hate the bastard (affectionately). Such a bastard (affectionately).
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Thank you for perfectly describing what I intended to convey. He’s the kind of guy (demon?) who annoys the hell out of you, but in a kind of cute way so that you actually miss his tomfoolery after too much quiet and peace. 😭
“Something’s wrong…I haven’t been pestered lately.”
You finally had a good night’s rest. Suspicious. Next thing you know, you’re checking under your bed to see why you haven’t been groped in your sleep yet. You almost wish you could hear his incessant, perverted jokes again.
Somewhere in the depths of Hell the half-goat gremlin is shivering with a devilish cold, wondering why he’s sneezing so much.
“I wonder if (Y/N) is thinking of me, heh”
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ozzgin · 18 hours
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Hi!! Your writing it truly lovely 😭<33 If i could request anything with Zzy? Thank youuu
Yandere! Demon x Gloomy! Reader (II)
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Featuring the goat-legged boy Zzy and a gloomy, newly employed detective Reader! By the way, his name is a little tribute to a series I like. Can you guess who inspired it? Hint: it's Jhonen Vasquez's first comic :D
Content: female reader, perverted goat demon yandere, dark/crass humor!, monster romance, mildly NSFW
[Part 1] [Monster masterlist]
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The detective man, at the very least, kept his word. The pay is good, and you barely have any work to do. The jobs themselves are similarly not too challenging: so far you haven’t had to deal with any murder mystery out of an Agatha Christie novel. Rather, most of the time, it’s someone asking you to investigate their cheating partner, or sending you to do a background check for an employee. Every now and then you’ll get the odd client, but that’s something for another day.
Your boss isn’t all that bad either. You were initially quite hesitant to be alone in the room with him. He always seems to be surrounded by an eerie, dark aura, and you’ve only seen him smile in a menacing, villainous way. Now you’ve gotten used to his strangeness. In fact, it’s almost comforting. There’s something refreshing about another human being honest about their misery. He seems to be just as uninterested in this job as you are, spending most of his time reading at his desk. Despite his unkempt, scary appearance, he's pleasant enough and looks after you. Which, now that you think about it, is a little suspicious. You've seen him act around other people: curt and to the point, disinterested, even potentially rude. With demons, he's ruthless.
"Have you had lunch yet?" the man asks, standing up and dusting his knees. "I can get us something."
You nod and flash him a flaccid smile, although you can't help but ask:
"Listen, aren't you being a little too nice? I mean, I'm not complaining...but I've seen how you behave in general, and I have a hard time coming up with a reason for my special treatment."
He ponders your question for a moment, before his sunken eyes look ahead, somewhere behind you.
"Well…If I’m being honest, you’re kind of pathetic, aren't you? I’m just a little worried that if I’m too harsh, I’ll find out you hanged yourself in your apartment or something. Not that I’d care, but if you’re gone, I’m the one stuck with…that thing.”
Ah. That’s what it was. Almost immediately, a shiver runs across your spine.
“(Y/N)! Are you done yet? I’m booooooored”, a prolonged whine erupts from the neighboring chamber.
“I’m about to have lunch, actually. Do you want any-”
“You know I do! Spread those legs and I can start”, the goat demon declares with a grin, clacking his hooves in your direction.
You sigh.
Of course. Months ago, you were tricked into signing a lifelong contract with Zzy. It was the detective’s way of washing his hands off the matter and warmly welcoming you into the agency. It makes sense that he'd treat you with utmost care, otherwise he'd have to deal with this pest from Hell once again.
How's your life with Zzy going?
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You've since found a way to seal your bedroom, in order to avoid waking up with his groping hands under your sheets. Sadly, the stubborn creature keeps finding ways to bypass your safety measurements. Who would’ve thought that lust is such a powerful driving force?
On top of the nightly shenanigans, you obviously have to deal with him during the day, at the agency. “Listen, it’s like…one of those fidget toys. It helps with stress”, he explains fervently while pointing at your chest. “You want me to do my work properly, don’t you?” He concludes theatrically. “You’re not holding my boobs. This is the end of the conversation.”
If you’re having a bad day, it won’t go unnoticed. “Boy, what a smell, what a delicacy. You’re even more miserable than usual”, Zzy will exclaim, throwing his hands together in a graceful prayer. “You know what the best medicine is? A quick fuck. Let me pound that sadness out of you, eh?”
Despite his constant clowning, the demon does have moments of clarity. He becomes particularly serious when jealous. “What have you done?” You shout in despair, gawking at the client - now morphed into a pig - foaming at the mouth and running around the room. “He was staring at your ass. Only I can do that.” The horned man stands proud, arms crossed, nodding at his own courageous act. His most treasured belonging has been defended once more.
As expected, the jealous curse has gotten both of you into time-out. Zzy because he cursed the client in the first place, and you - despite your protests - because you didn't stop him in time. "Can't you wear something easier to take off? It takes two business days to unbutton this crap", the demon complains as he fiddles with your shirt. You're laying on the sofa, hands behind your head, gazing at the clock on the wall and counting the minutes passing. Unbothered, compliant. The peacefulness of someone who's given up. "Zipper is to the left", you add, aiding the process.
Another irritating detail is that the damned beast can detect the slightest arousal coming from you, and will make sure to announce it loudly, regardless of who is around. "Someone's horny! Whew, getting me all worked up, too." You slap a hand over his mouth, a deep red blush rapidly spreading across your cheeks. You turn to the detective and apologize profusely, but he remains unconcerned, flipping another page. "Let me take care of her first, Mr. Detective", Zzy manages to mumble through your pressed fingers. "As long as you get the task done", your boss responds plainly, never bothering to look up from his book.
"You should visit me down there sometimes", the horned creature suddenly mentions, his head resting in your lap as you idly browse your phone. You stop to glance down at him. "In Hell, you mean?" He snickers at the thought. "No one believes me when I tell them I have a human girlfriend. I need concrete proof, ya feel me?" You raise an eyebrow. "Girlfriend?" He disregards your inquiry and continues: "At least give me a pair of your panties to take back home." Absolutely not.
"Were you this much of a menace before I showed up?"
"What's that supposed to mean?! You can't blame a demon for being in love."
You sigh once more and roll over.
"Does that mean we can go for round two~?" Zzy is grinning at his own suggestion.
"Just go to sleep. Or something."
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ozzgin · 20 hours
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Not much of a active yandere (too tired to be lol), but if I have a place to sleep, food to eat, and games to play I'm cool just bring trapped in the house.
I'm good as massages (not sexual ones just one for relaxing), so I can give everyone who wants a massage can have one, I'll even draw up bubble baths for Ozz's harem members.
Long as I get attention from time to time and maybe a limb or two to bite (with consent of course) I'm happy.
-hand biter spouse
Glad to have you here, spouse. I also like that you just went along with the hand-biter nickname 😂
If it’s limbs you want…you should see my BG3 camp inventory. Otherwise, for still-attached ones, I’m at your service.
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You definitely can, @postinfordafunofit
There’s already a bunch of other cats @yunaxo-o brought over last time. Have fun. Don’t scratch the furniture too much.
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ozzgin · 1 day
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What if I were to ask Kiritsubo to bend down a little and I stood on my tippy toes and gave him a surprise forehead smooch
Not much of a surprise since I needed him to bend down but I have the intent so it counts
This confuses the boy greatly. (He’s going to giggle himself to sleep thinking about it again and again)
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ozzgin · 2 days
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can we crucify Tig
Wait a damn minute, is that you Queenie?
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ozzgin · 2 days
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I know how dumb this sounds but I’m the sort of person who completely refuse to kiss Tig. Not because of his morals or anything, but because of his smoking habit.
Oh no, I totally get you. I think that would be enough of a reason for him to quit smoking, to be honest. If he can’t even kiss his Darling, what’s the point? He’d probably mumble a “screw it” and just throw the package under his foot, crushing it with a click of the tongue.
Although he will need a different outlet. 👀 So be ready to deal with a pent up, withdrawal-plagued boy who’s obsessed with you.
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ozzgin · 2 days
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Yandere! Bad Guy x Reader
I am currently in my Natural Born Killers nostalgia, and so I'm borrowing its vibes and bringing you this: a bad-to-the-bone, rock-and-roll attitude yandere who constantly makes you question your own morality. Featuring an old OC!
Content: gender neutral reader, violence, murder, male yandere
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He fell in love with you at first sight. A goody two shoes, quiet and obedient. Shy. Oh, terribly shy. You couldn't even meet his eyes. He knew you were the kind others would step on, take advantage of. But there was more to it, much more to uncover.
Who was it? A relative, a friend, a coworker? You know, that person holding you back, keeping you in your place. The one who'd always make you feel small and insignificant. The one who would always find something to criticize. How did it feel when you found them on the ground, bashed in and bloodied up? He was standing above the lifeless body, catching his breath, a cocky smile plastered on his face. His way of courting you.
He looked so tall in that moment, towering above your hesitant self, his gaze of a confidence and intensity you'd never known before. "Well? What are you waiting for? Get in", he said, gesturing towards a convertible he most likely stole earlier that day. What possessed you in that moment to join him without delay? Was it his charisma? Or did you know in the depth of your soul that he wouldn't take no for an answer?
You see, he's known it from the beginning. Someone like you needs someone like him. You’re a sweet little lamb lost among the wolves. The world would eat you right up if you were left by yourself. But now you have him. And he won't let his precious prey get away. Oh, dear, no. If he wants something, he gets it. And he's never wanted anything more than you.
"You didn't...even tell me your name", you sheepishly spoke up from the passenger seat, trying to keep your mind away from the crime you'd just witnessed. "Just call me Tig", he said casually with a yawn, speeding away. "Won't you be in trouble, Tig? Why would you even kill-" you tried to reason. "What kinda question is that? They treated you like shit and it pissed me off." He glanced at you with a frown, taking another drag off his cigarette. "You're mine now, so whatever happens to you is my business. Got it?" You just stared. Was that his way of asking you out?
Tig lives by his own rules, as you quickly learned from becoming his companion. Always on the run, indifferent to the world. For the most part, to your surprise, he's well-behaved. If people don't mess with him, he doesn't mess with them. Simple as that.
Anything involving you, however, sets him off terribly. Like a rabid, ferocious guard dog, he's ready to pounce on whoever approaches you the wrong way. Last week you stopped at a highway diner for coffee, and on your way back to your table, you jokingly pulled a clumsy dance move to the song playing from the speakers. Tig observed you with an amused smile, sipping from his cup. A passerby joined you, resting his arm on your waist flirtatiously. Tig's smile dropped in an instant, and next thing you knew, the whole place was splattered in blood. No one made it out.
"I didn't even finish my coffee", you whined, already used to the occasional massacre. The man hopped behind the counter and threw on a bloodied cap. "What will it be, sir/ma'am?" he pretended, dangling a takeaway cup and starting the espresso machine. "I never told you, but I used to be a barista", he declared proudly. An entirely different person from the unhinged killer you witnessed minutes ago. "What? You said you were a mechanic", you questioned with raised brows. "That's also true. I'm a jack of all trades, I suppose. You know what I'm best at, though?" He lowered himself until his forehead touched yours. "Pleasing you."
The man is romantic in his own way. He twists the key, and the engine stops. You follow him out of the car in confusion. "Why did we stop here?" He briefly lifts himself up onto the tall fence securing the bridge, and inhales deeply. "Isn't it a nice view?" he says, nodding ahead. It is a scenic sight, sure. The river slithers along the lush valley, and the setting sun gives everything a dramatic tint. "Give me your hand", he suddenly demands as he goes to grab it himself. Before you can ask for an explanation, he quickly drags a blade across your palm, and you wince in pain. He repeats the gesture with his own hand, locking his fingers with yours over the rail. You watch as fresh blood trails along your skin, eventually falling into droplets and vanishing into the river. "Now we're going to be everywhere", he remarks playfully. "Okay, but what was the point?" you insist, a little baffled.
"Isn't it obvious? Maybe this will help", he continues, procuring a ring from his pocket. "I'm saying I want to marry you, (Y/N)."
You open your mouth to answer, but he already slides it up your finger, eyes glimmering in excitement.
"You're never getting away from me, love."
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ozzgin · 3 days
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I'm announcing myself as 🌼 anon (if it's not taken) and I've proposed to you before and you presented with a form to ozz harem ;)
I have no problem with these yan anons because I'd already have some type tracker/s on you you ozz, so that i know where you are always and I'll bring you to the harem as I'm very peace-loving and sharing anon wife. Ofc after they think that they succeeded, I'll rain their parade ^^
I'm also the type to force everyone interact so that no one's feeling left out because why not?
My skills: i do karate (with nunchucks), i cook, i clean, i can serenade you singing love songs, I'm nerd at heart so i promise we will never run out of topic to talk about, etc.
You have my blessing, 🌼anon. Do what you must. Nunchuck them back into law and order.
How it feels like on this blog sometimes
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ozzgin · 3 days
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I decided to make a separate list for all my monster works so that they're all in one place.
Folklore/Mythology/Urban Legends
Yandere!Werewolf x Reader
Yandere!Werewolf x Reader Headcanons
Yandere!Shapeshifter x Reader
Yandere!Aka Manto x Reader
Yandere!Devil x Reader
Asks: [Shapeshifter] Daily life
Doodles: [Shapeshifter] Bath Time, [Shapeshifter] Cooked Food, [Devil] Kindergarten signup
Generic Monsters
Yandere!Monsters x Heartbreaker!Reader
Yandere!House Monster x Reader
Yandere!House Monster x Reader 2
Yandere!Internet Monster x Reader
Yandere!Demon King x Hero!Reader
Yandere!Demon King x Hero!Reader 2
Yandere!Monster x Reader [Arranged Marriage]
Yandere!Monster Husband x Reader [Arranged Marriage Sequel]
Yandere!Hybrid x Phobic!Reader
Asks: Public Property Reader, Breeding kink, Monster Daddies Reality Show, Human kink
Doodles: Monster Harem Baby Daddy, Crowned Reader, Monster Harem Breeding Kink, Reader Guide, Monster fucker reason chart, Bruised cervix
Misc: Monster Fucker IKEA Catalog, Monstermania RAW
Monster OCs
Yandere!Asylum Spider x Reader
Yandere!Asylum Spider Character Info
Yandere!Demon x Gloomy!Reader [Zzy]
Yandere!Demon x Gloomy!Reader 2
Asks: [Asylum Spider] Cleanliness
Doodles: Zzy Character Design
WIP
Yandere!Dragon x Reader
Yandere!Asylum Spider x Reader 2
Yandere!Demon x Gloomy Reader 2
[Request] Yandere!Theatre Entity x Reader
[Request] Yandere!Male Yuki-Onna x Reader
[Request] Yandere!Shapeshifter x Reader 2
[Request] Yandere!Angel x Reader
[Request] Yandere!Sea Creature x Reader
[Request] Yandere!Ghost x Reader
[Request] Yandere!Vampire x Reader
[Request] Yandere!Cod x Hybrid! Red Panda Reader
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ozzgin · 3 days
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No but you know what, I've gotten one too many crazy confessions and I think it's about time I put my foot down. Y'all are getting too comfortable, acting all yandere with me on my own blog. It's the other way around.
So let's settle this once and for all. I'll be waiting for you in the ring, to defend my title as the yandere of this blog.
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ozzgin · 3 days
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I don't know your gender- but I had to assume it's a girl from your art with pigtails since I couldn't find a post that told about your gender, if you're not a girl, I'm sorry for misgendering you!
Ozz, the iconic haremer of all time, was a very pretty lady. She was very adored, had at least 9 quadripilition wifes and husbands. At this point, literally everyone was worshiping her and begging, no, DYING to be with her.
However, one anon was very annoyed by this. The 💠 anon. 💠 anon liked Ozz very much, but Ozz was busy with her harem, which made 💠 anon angry. Jealousy flashed through 💠 anon's eyes. “Why them, but not me?!” 💠 anon mumbled to themselves, as they watched Ozz being happy with everyone.
It was sickening to 💠 anon's stomach. Seeing Ozz get along with everyone except 💠 anon.
“What do they have that I don't?!” 💠 anon said to themselves again. Ozz didn't give 💠 anon not even a drop of attention, it made 💠 anon so angry… to the point they started thinking of kidnapping or breaking into Ozz's house.
It was 1 AM now, 💠 anon knew that all of them were asleep right now since they observed Ozz and her wifes+husbands a lot because Ozz wasn't giving them attention.
“Show time.” 💠 anon said to themselves. They quietly got in the house, they already stole the key since Ozz was too tired to realize she left the key literally at door.
It was quiet, everyone was sleeping and Ozz was at the right side of bed- so it was easy for 💠 anon to get her out of bed silently and without getting caught.
Ozz was still sleeping, when 💠 anon has kidnapped her. Well, respectfully of course. Nothing freeky or NSFW was involved. 💠 anon isn't that kind of a weirdo.
After 5 hours, Ozz woke up. “Wait… where am I? Where is my harem?” She said to herself as she looked at the floor in shock. She couldn't move nor go, since she was tied with many chains.
💠 anon giggled,
“That's what you get for ignoring me, Ozz. Even after my many warnings, you still continuously ignored me to the point that I had to kidnap you.” 💠 anon said.
“Now you'll never ignore me even if you wanted to.” 💠 anon said and smiled. With a gray bow on their head, and another gray bow on Ozz's head that 💠 anon gifted.
“We'll be together forever.”
-The 💠 anon.
Ngl I kicked my feet a little reading this. As my eyes scanned this masterpiece, I couldn't help but remember an old saying.
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You got me here, 💠 anon. Hell, this could be a Yandere Heaven drama CD. Touché.
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ozzgin · 3 days
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I'm illegally kidnapping you from all anons and marrying you (respectfully and coquettely) 🎀🥰
This raises the question of how you would've legally kidnapped me in the first place.
Anyways, as usual I am several steps ahead. Already waiting in the trunk of your car.
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ozzgin · 4 days
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how many spouses do you even have ozz
At the time of this post, I'd say around 16. Since then, maybe 5 more people joined (including the hand-biter). When I first cracked a joke about it, I thought it'd die out in time. Now I've made peace with the madness. It resides within me.
Speaking of the hand-biter,
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My apologies for the late response, anon. Worry not, I too bite my nails and fingers, so I can handle a fair amount of chewing. Hopefully you settled well.
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Absolutely you can. As a matter of fact, I included your coquette bow in the database.
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ozzgin · 4 days
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Nooo don’t hurt my poor bunny boy he’s innocent!! 😔💔
Anyways, I guess I can hang out for a bit 💅🏻
Hello Queenie, I thought I’d personally deliver some bean-headed Y/N to you, but I see you’re currently…busy. I shall return at a better time.
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no no! Please! Stay awhile Ozzie
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ozzgin · 4 days
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Hello! I just wanted to say I really like your writing style!!
I was wonder have you done a hybrid yan whose darling has a phobia of the animal they are a hybrid of?
Eg wolf with a darling scared of dogs, Naga with a darling scared of snake, ect.
I can definitely expand a little on that! I'll keep it very generic, so you can go for any kind of hybrid you'd like. :)
Yandere! Hybrid x Phobic! Reader
Featuring a hybrid of your choice and a Reader who's terrified of him, but not for the reasons one might expect.
Content: gender neutral reader, hybrid yandere, stalking, monster romance (mild NSFW)
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He's been in love from the moment he saw you. So entranced, in fact, that he didn't even notice he'd stalked you all the way to your home. And much too eager to see you again to not return there the next day, and the day after and so on, until today.
Today, however, was meant to be special. He'd planned to confess his feelings and pray for the best. What's the worst that could happen, he thought. If you were to reject him, he'd just return to his habit of watching from afar.
Though he didn't expect you to scream and run away in a panic. You nearly toppled over the ground in your frantic escape, white as a sheet, mumbling apologies that slowly faded into the distance. He could only stare. He didn't get the chance to introduce himself.
That was...not his best moment. That night he turned and twisted, plagued by a shame he'd never known before. Was he truly so irredeemably monstrous? He'd never interacted much with humans before, so he never quite considered his own appearance. Could he really go back to admiring you secretly? Was there no way to convince you? His heart throbbed melancholically.
In the morning, to his great shock, you were already waiting for him in the same spot, just as pale, knees bent and ready to sprint at any given second. You managed to blurt out your explanation: the phobia. He suddenly remembered one instance where you stumbled upon an animal and had a reaction similar to what he experienced. So, you were indeed afraid of him, but not in the way he initially assumed. His eyes lit up with newfound hope: you were giving him a chance, after all.
The first months were rather clumsy. A lot of fidgeting, a lot of sneaky glances, and to his great dismay, a lot of distance. To think you were finally his, and he couldn't even hold you properly.
One must appreciate the small victories. You were no longer a stranger he'd follow from the shadows. He no longer had to imagine what you'd smell like, or what your laugh sounded like, or how your hands would feel in his. You have to take what's given to you, he'd tell himself once he was alone again, desperately touching himself to those scarce memories.
Despite his almost manic neediness, he always greeted you with a reassuring smile. Always asked before touching you. Always apologized if he got ahead of himself. He'd never allow his love to outweigh your comfort.
You jolt slightly.
"Sorry, was I too rough?" he freezes, observing your small, naked body underneath his.
"No, just muscle memory, sorry."
You purse your lips, embarrassed about your sudden anxious reaction in the middle of an intimate moment. Will you ever get over your fear?
"Hey now, is this the kind of face to have while I'm fucking you?" the hybrid jokes with a grin. "Small steps, remember?"
He'd wait forever if it was for you.
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ozzgin · 4 days
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jealous!idol leaving love notes on yandere!bodyguard? ^_^
Wait, on him?
Are we talking about a cute, folded paper note saying "You're mine <3" discreetly shoved in his pocket, so he can find it later and smile at your little claim?
Or full-on skin carving "You're mine" along with some Latin chants to make sure anyone else even looking in his direction will have their eyeballs scorched out by some demonic entity?
My man about to get that Astarion glow up 😭
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ozzgin · 4 days
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So, how is your Harem? Quick question does every member of you harem share the same bed with you (in which case that must be a giant ass bed) or does each of your spouses have their own room? Or is it optional, like they can share a bed with everyone or have their own bed and/or own room?
You must leave the conventional ways behind, anon. Here it’s all about aesthetics.
Are we feeling kinda edgy and mysterious? Then it’s either the bat-formation (hooked stripper heels coming soon on our store) or the grave cuddle (we’re holding hands under the soil).
Of course, that doesn’t mean we disregard the classic option of sharing a bed.
Occasionally we’ll just disintegrate into pairs of quarks and virtual particles and reassemble into macromolecular beings once the sun shines again. If we’re feeling goofy like that. 🤭
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