I need more of dombot bossy gangster fr 🙏 like yes honey, i'll do whatever you want me to.
yandere 'bossy' gangster x male reader.
alright i got it... accidentally got back into tokyo rev i think. it gave me inspiration. to others first seeing; the other posts of this guy are under the first tag on my blog search thingy
both amab, dombot character, subtop reader. cw;; perverted gangster,,, stalker. creep. manipulation, exhibition.
bro... cant get over jealous scenarios w this jealous 'bossy' guy. acting like a desperate insecure girlfriend who dominates you? as expected...
ㅡafter busting down ur door after politely unlocking it with his unconsensually copied key of ur apartment, immediately - love. showering you in affection. but not b4 expressing jealousy
"... no more of this." he'd drape himself across your lap, straddling you after grabbing your phone and tossing it haphazardly to a chair. so fucking heavy... but... his chest was right in ur face so you dont think you can complain. they were soft... squish.
"mm.. mhm." grunting back in reply, face squished against his chest.,,, continuing with a soft, "yeah, alright." ㅡwow! so congenial of you!
"that's right! mhm! mhm-mhm-mhm!" always a touch haughty as he wraps his arms around your neck; nearly suffocating you... but its okay, he's ur fated lover to be. you should totally be okay with him burying your face in his own chest..
ㅡbig on eye contact during sex. and he wants to cuddle after 'making love' with you. [ gets upset when you call it fucking, even when HE calls it fucking. "it's making love! We are Making LOVE! don't you feel it??? all the love pouring out of you????" as he speedily jerks you off and giving you no time to cool down as he strokes you even after you cum ] struggling to get away,,, but hes adamant on making more love. babe, you see that? all that love? yeah, that's what ur gonna fill me up with babe. right? DAMN right!
-and it was comfortable. and as always, the feeling of nervousness never settling as reality sets in, of course... a gangster murderer who bosses you around who happens to be obsessed with you... you wish he was a little more lenient, but at the same time ur scared to bring anything up because what if he blows up suddenly? i mean, not like he has yet... he's just scary in general.
and ... the plus is, is that he actually likes you! delusional, sure... but, c'mon. you weren't gonna turn down protection, as you were a deer in headlights when confronted by a mugger.,,,, you're weak. especially to ur lover! ㅡ knees weakening every time you see a glimpse of him in the crowds when ur in public and not with him, its so frightening... so frightening that you make sure to stay in well populated areas before getting dragged off by him and scolded that you didnt text him that you were going out today?!!!*×*$*%
ㅡin your bed, missionary, him underneath you with his legs wrapped around your hips and guiding you into him as your fave is buried in his neck,,, grinding into his hole you were stretching out w the mere girth of your cock he likes to praiseㅡ"can you believe that guy? nn-fgh fuck-fucking bastard smiling at youㅡ" and without it being your fault, you cant help but breathlessly grumble that - "shit, yeah, that's my bad, honey..." and shutting him up by sloppily shoving ur tongue down his throat, ur so sweet to him... cant help the cum that spits from his cock, ur tummy all messy but you dont mind at all, huh? yeah, babe... i dont mind if you follow me, ur protecting me from afar after all... matter of fact, its better that you come w me everywhere... "pre-nut clarity". balls deep inside him. hes so scaryㅡdont look at me with those big ass eyes full of love and adoration, freak...
-different petnames w this fucking guy. he would go insane. already he has a hard time shoving all the horniness and affection down when you call him honey so sweetly while taming him,,, but callin him baby like he does you. hnn.. short circuiting.
also big on aftercare for his darling little fated lover n all... but you don't quite like cuddling with your soft cock keeping ur cum burrowed deep inside him, feeling the slick of it drip down your balls too messily.. sticky. Fucking gross
"honey?" humming, a tad dryly while buried in his fat titsㅡ"mmmh?" he has the gall to be tired now? after drawing orgasm after orgasm outta you, with no signs of exhaustion.. "oh, yeah. shit, that's right..." seeming apologetic as he fumbles off you - "i'll clean you up, sweetums." too girly of a petname you think, but it fits. you say nothing, his bulky ass body tripping around with your nut dripping down his thighs... ekekk,,,,, then being too needy and making out with you in the shower. babe dont deny me of kisses... i love you. i love you???? I literally love you so much.
still as frightful as ever - occasionally. shrieking when he pops up in your apartment out of fucking no where - how the hell is someone so big so quiet? stalker. which he, in his eyes, calms you down by rubbing your bare cocks together again! "b-babe, i'm not scary. i love you. feel my through tranquility through the tips of our cocks, babe. babe? babe? babe?" repeatedly calling out to you as he reaches his orgasm, but you bury ur face in his shoulder and merely wrap ur arms around his neck in a mute reply... so embarrassed of urself.,,, letting this hulking intimidating man touch on you and play with himself on you.
also something about him bringing you with him to monthly meetings w his gang.,,,, he's at the head of a table or smth and youre underneath him, face buried in his muscular back w tears of pleasure in ur eyes while hes fucking himself on you??? at the same time i cant imagine this happening because like... him being too jealous to let others see you in general?!! but.. at the same time he'd want to show off his fated lover??? so perhaps. maybe. Perhaps.
ㅡso embarrassed of yourself... that youre actually whipped for this fucking delusional creep who busted into ur apartment and won't let you have any friends ... what is this, stockholm syndrome? fucking bastard. but he feels so good,,, this is willingness. your lil girlfriend whos a very dangerous man whos v needy n jealous... ur darling little honey who you motivate when he's dealing with someone who tried to rob you while you were trying to meet up with him.... [ babe r u srs... this is why i pick you up, babe. babe, what did we learn? ]
"mhm, yeah that's right babe, tell him off." you pat him on the shoulder, in attempts to cheer him on. only makes him giddy and a little uncoordinated as he was trying to threaten this guy...
"babe, stop it..." giggling all bashful that ur not as scared. you'd say youre numb to it, almost? desensitized is the right word. he's still scary as fuck. badgering you to let him ride you while playing your games; constantly checking ur phone and being all nosy; going through your messages - um, who are these people? why isn't heㅡand his lackeysㅡyour only contact? your hulking freak of a lover is all the friend and boyfriendㅡ girlfriendㅡhusband you need, remember?????
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Waterlog || pjm (3) (teaser)
Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Other tags: Olympic Swimmer!Jimin, Ex Olympic Swimmer! Reader, Swim Coach!Reader
Genre: Strangers to Friends to Lovers!AU, Coach!AU, Swimming!AU, HEAVY Angst, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, fluff, eventual smut, I'm so soft for these two it's crazy.
Teaser wc: 391
Synopsis: After a car accident ends her athletic career, Y/N has slowly started rebuilding her life again as a high school swim coach. That’s until she gets a request from an old friend and finds herself back in the spotlight as the new coach of Olympic swimmer, Park Jimin.
Warnings: toxic relationship (not reader and jimin), arguments, cheating (not reader and jimin), talks about previous child abuse, anxiety attack, strong language, crying, emotional abuse (not reader and jimin), mentions of depression and mental health, lots of angst in this one, finally making some progress though, age insecurity, mutual pining, lots of side character development in this one, they really are so sweet together, jimin just being the nicest boy in the world, so much PDA, physical touch is his love language 👀👀👀, more in the official posting...
Release date: April 6th, 2024 at 6pm EST
masterlist || playlist
Jimin and I said our goodbyes and I promised the blue haired boy I would call him in the morning to set up another meet up. He called it a group date, something neither Jimin nor I disagreed with, but it did make me feel queasy. Depending on how our conversation goes, we may never spend time together outside of training. I felt like I was going to vomit.
“Let me drive?” Jimin murmured as we parted ways with the couple.
I nodded, digging in my purse to find them. “Mind reader, I swear. Get out of my head, kid.”
He snickered, “Who says you weren’t in mine, granny”
The queasiness dissipated and I felt like I could breathe a little bit easier now. Being alone with Jimin had never felt this nerve wracking before, not even the first time we met, and it was hard to explain all of the thoughts and feelings going through my head. We were finally having the talk, but I had never imagined it going this way. Handing him the keys, I elbowed him in the ribs.
“Whoops,” I mocked. “You know me and my bad eyesight, kiddo.”
“Watch it,” He hissed, rubbing the spot. “Don’t want you breaking anything. You know you have frail bones.”
I laughed, “Don’t make me give you a knuckle sandwich, punk.”
Sliding into the passenger seat felt less daunting after the light hearted exchange. Still, my blood was pumping as Jimin clicked his seatbelt in place. I had no idea when the conversation would shift into murkier waters, but I needed to start thinking about what to say to him.
Denying my feelings would only make things worse, and I did not think the younger man would believe me. In fact, he would be offended that I thought he was dumb enough to get bamboozled in the first place. Lying did not seem like the right call anyway. My feelings were not something to feel ashamed about, but they were very frightening.
“When is later?”
I gasped, startled out of my thoughts. We had been driving for over ten minutes already. Time seemed to slip by when I was lost in my own head. Jimin apologized for scaring me but repeated the question once I reassured him that I was fine.
“Now,” I mumbled. “I guess later is now.”
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someone writing for the arcana in 2024 !!!! you're my saviour <3 could i get asra with a super clingy reader? like just absolutely hanging off of him like a cat. gn reader is fine, tysm !! i also love ur blog theme, so pretty :(
hi hun! tysm for the sweet compliments and the request, you seem like a sweetheart <3 i honestly worked so hard on my theme and im still yet to be done with it ahhh
I haven’t written for asra for a hot minute but I will try my hardest to deliver! hope you like !!
This will take place after the good ending with Asra’s route! So spoilers for those who haven’t finished his route :)
Asra adored you. Even before what had happened at the… Lazaret… Asra has always had a special part of his heart and head space just for you.
And after all that had happened between the two of you, (like you finding out what has actually happened to yourself, the plague, Count Lucio- you get the idea) something inside you changed.
You felt separated from Asra, like you had burdened him with firstly dying, and then being in catatonic states when he tried to have you remember your past memories…
It was like you had finally realized you missed him - been yearning for him. And that’s when the clinginess started.
“Asra where are you going?”
You have been following him around like a lost puppy since this morning. Like every morning.
“The marketplace.. better get your shoes on if you wanna come with, pretty.” Asra always knows that you’ll tag along with him, everywhere and anywhere. Already grabbing a basket to put goods inside.
Eyes darting around, a blush forming at the nickname rolling off his tongue. You hurriedly grab your shoes and plop down near Asra to put them on. Always near Asra.
Outside in the market was one of your favorite places due to the fact you can hold and cling to Asra without any excuse.
He wouldn’t want you getting lost, right?
“Make sure to not let go, okay love?”
Asra wouldn’t even need to tell you to hold his hand or arm, the moment you’re out the door you’re looking up at him holding onto him as you walk. Looking at him like he held the world in the palm of his hand.
He always thought you were a sweet little thing - always wanting him. You were so oblivious to it too: so wrapped up in being around him and on him to see it.
The red tint on his neck, cheeks and ears when you cling to him. His heart fastening with how close you always are to him.
Even when things are official between the two of you, he just couldn’t help himself.
Your head on his arm when you’d stop at a fruit stand, arm tightened with his when walking through alleys. Whispering in his ear about a particular item you’d forgotten to get, just to tease him a little. Sitting on his lap when sitting for lunch at a particular restaurant.
His face would be on fire when you’d try feeding him his food, slightly embarrassed but also happy at the adoration you held for him.
The locals at this point were already used to Asra’s lover always on him, it was usual. In fact, they’d come up and ask if something was wrong if they weren’t around him at all.
It was like you had to be constantly touching him. And he did not complain one bit.
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Usually once you both had gotten back home, you’d close the shop and he’d read a book. And this would be your opportunity to be close to him for a longer period of time.
Laying on your shared bed, Asra would specifically make room between his legs just for you. Knowing full well that you’d be on him any second now.
Laying in between his legs, head on his chest: it felt like home. Drawing patterns on his chest, feeling his heart beat against your ear. Faust curled up next to you, asleep soundly while Asra flips his page every few minutes. ‘Yeah, this was home.’
“Asra…” you whisper after a few seconds, he peeks his head down at you - not taking his eyes off you for one second. “Yes pretty?”
You pause for a sec and tighten your arms around him. “Thank you.” You put simply, closing your eyes into his chest.
You can hear him put down his book slightly, “And what would you be thanking me for, hm?”
“For being with me… giving me another chance… for everything.” You mumbled, holding him a bit tighter. Not that you were scared that he’d go away or judge you, but rather just needing him closer.
Asra’s eyes softened, his heart racing just a little. ‘Oh you have no idea what I’d do for you..’
“Love.. you don’t have to thank me.” He took your hands softly, rubbing them comfortingly. “You’re never a burden… I want you always beside me, always near me.” He smiled, adoration poured into his eyes. Asra bends down to kiss your head.
“I love you, pretty.”
A blush crept its way to your face. You smiled up at him, squeezing his hand.
“I love you too, my magician.”
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Hope you enjoyed, honestly was so fun writing this <3
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