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forbidden-sunlight · 3 days
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warnings: mentioned child abuse, fem!reader, arranged marriage, implied obsessive behavior.
Imagine being reincarnated not as the heroine of the dark romance novel that you fell asleep reading, but the male lead’s villainous stepmother. Although it would be many years before you would marry his father, and your family would get out their mountain of debt from this arranged marriage. You swore to not take out your anger on the poor child as you laid in your crib.
Just because the duke still held a candle for his first wife and the mother of the male lead, his son did not deserve such cruel treatment from a woman who would never receive any affection from her husband. Arranged marriages rarely result in mutual happiness, but there is always the possibility of creating a respectful partnership between each other. 
So that is what you will do. 
You became ambitious in your studies and etiquette lessons, making connections with other young ladies of high society as your own reputation grew. Instead of becoming known for being a spiteful and superficial noblewoman,  invitations to soirees, tea parties, and banquets arrived at your household every other day.
The Mad Dog of Macaluso became The Blossoming Flower of High Society. Despite the marriage proposals your household had received, none of the gentlemen in the Umbra Empire were as rich as Giovanni Lombardo, the grand duke and the male lead’s father. 
So, the marriage still happened; but you were not bothered by your new husband’s declaration on your wedding night that he would never have a child with you, citing that he found you unpleasant and nothing at all like his deceased wife as his tall frame towering over yours, his gray orbs glaring down at you with icy disdain. You stared at him for a moment before you smiled.
“No one can ever replace a loved one, and it is a relief to know that you do not care for me romantically, Your Grace. This is a situation that is beneficial only to my house, and the Emperor had forced you to select me because he was tired of hearing everyone talking about how his most trusted aide has refused to remarry since his wife’s passing six years ago during childbirth. Your son is your heir, so there is no need to have another child. If you would permit me, I would like to get to know him more. If you do not believe me, you can assign a servant to watch me interact with him and the rest of the staff. Is that acceptable?”
The baffled expression on the duke’s face at your words had been worth all the hard work you have placed into being a better side character that wouldn’t be killed in the novel’s third chapter. You would not disappoint him. 
You would prove to be a valuable partner and protect the male lead until it was time for you to leave the stage. 
Three years passed. You performed your duties as the duchess, overseeing the household and organizing any functions that were to be hosted in the duchy. When you weren’t doing paperwork in your private office or speaking to the head butler on how to improve the workplace and other matters, you spent time with the male lead. 
Alessandro was a sweet little darling, possessing his father’s shiny platinum silver tresses and his mother’s bright blue eyes that sparkled in delight when you praised him for doing so well in his studies with a big hug or a kiss on the cheek. He was precocious for a six-year-old, though he still could not understand why his Papa didn’t like Mama. Mama being you, even when you have had to gently correct him more than once that you are his stepmother, not his birth mother. 
“Some day when you are older, you will understand.” You said, resting your chin on top of his head as you carefully adjusted your grip around his middle. He liked to sit in your lap under the garden’s pagoda during tea time, and you saw no issue with it.  “Papa may not like me, but we love you. That will never change, and we only want the best for you.” You ran a hand through his hair, tucking a stray strand behind his ear. 
In the original work, he became obsessed with the female lead because he did not receive any love from his father and was abused by his stepmother. Her gentle demeanor, her kindness and loveliness triggered his desire to have her all to himself. He had even commissioned the construction of a human-sized golden cage so that he could keep the female lead by his side forever. 
Alessandro pouted. “But I don’t want to wait that long! Can’t you tell me now?”
You chuckled. “Good things come to those who wait, my dear. Believe it or not, being a grown-up can be hard in this big, scary world.”
“That’s impossible! Papa is super cool and can do so many things!”
“Yes, he is quite something, isn’t he? Now drink some tea or it will get cold.” 
What you did not realize at the time was that the duke had returned home early from work and went to search for you. The head maid had told him where you were, though the duke had not expected Alessandro to be with you in the garden. He heard what you said about him, and how you have come to accept that you will never be loved by him and it was not his son’s fault.  How affectionate you were with him, smiling and ruffling his hair while reminding him to pay attention to his arithmetic tutor because it was important for him to understand numbers because they were just as important as knowing all colors in a rainbow or which fork to use for salads. 
You had kept your promise to him. 
You did not demand his affections, prioritizing the duchy and his son’s wellbeing. You did not take any paramours nor spent more than the allowance you were given to shop for dresses and other accessories in the capital. You attended tea parties, and did not bring shame to his family name. You were a perfect wife. You were worthy.
Would you object to him spending time with his son as you do? Would you allow him to get close, to spoil you with gifts? Would you even consider the idea of giving Alessandro a younger sibling? It’s been too long, and he does have needs. 
Happy Mother's Day, guys~! :)
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chaepink · 2 days
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can you write about sub yan cumming too fast and having to overstimulating himself for us ☺️
sub!yan, dom!reader, overstimulation, whining, crying, teasing, masturbation
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“I-It hic! It h-hurts, [name]!” Your yandere looks at you with glazed, glassy eyes, tears forming in the corners and falling as he pumps his dick fast.
“But darling, this is your punishment for cumming too fast. You caused this for yourself.”
He lets out a cry as he runs his own thumb over the tip, the pleasure making him shiver and for pre cum to leak out even more. There’s a small puddle of it underneath his dick and it slowly grows larger every time he cums.
You giggle at the lewd sight of his spread legs and how he’s watching your every move, wanting you to get closer and touch him any where.
“F-Fuck [name].” He lets out a desperate whimper. How many times has he cummed now? Three? Four? Your yandere doesn’t know, the pleasure and pain fogging his mind and making it hard to think. All he knows is that he’s close again and although it hurts, he doesn’t want to stop. His hand on his dick speeds up as the pleasure overwhelms him again.
“I-I’m close ah! Please l-let me cum, p-please?”
Grinning at just how pathetic he looks, you nod, wanting to see him fall apart again just from his own hand.
He sees you nod and lets out a cry as he cums, cum shooting out his spent dick and onto his already stained chest and thighs. He looks absolutely lewd like this but he looks so pretty at the same time.
Seeing his hand slow down, you only shake your head at him and he whines, knowing the words you’ll say next.
“Did I say stop darling? You’re not done till I say you’re done baby.”
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ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink
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Why write the usual when I can make everybody sad? This is a different take on the Yandere trope with the reality of being involved with someone who is obsessed with you (worse case scenario).
Yandere Short Stories: The Consequences
Yandere Ex Husband x Deceased Fem Reader
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“(Your name)?” Alec stepped back in disbelief, his hands rubbed his eyes to make sure that the figure in front of him was really real. “(Your name)! Oh my god!”
Alec ran towards the young woman and wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. His whole body trembled as his hazel eyes began to spill salty tears. He couldn’t believe it… he couldn’t believe this was real.
Her hair still smelled like (scent)… this couldn’t be a dream! This had to be reality! Yes… she came back to see him again.
They were together so many years ago and then she vanished into thin air. To see her again was like a dream come true! To know she was still on this earth and she had returned to his side was all the relief he needed.
Alec pressed a kiss to her head before he pulled away so his hands could hold her face. His thumbs traced over her pink lips as a sad smile crawled on his lips.
“You… you don’t look a day over twenty six…” Alec’s brow furrowed. How did she still look so young when it’s been over a decade since they last saw each other? How was that even possible?
(Your name) softly smiled at him, her hands rose up to gently hold the backs of his palms. Her hands were like ice… no. Her hands were as cold as death.
“This isn’t real, none of this is.” (Your name)’s voice was barely above a whisper. “I died, silly. Don’t you remember?”
“No… you’re not dead.” Alec’s lip quivered and his eyes became crazed. “You can’t be dead, we just had an argument was all.”
“Yes… and you killed me. Don’t you remember?” (Your name)’s form slowly began to melt away into that of a rotted corpse. “You stabbed me to death and buried me in the garden.”
“No! No, I didn’t…” Alec began to sob and shake his head. There was no way… he didn’t. He wouldn’t have… he loved her!
“It’s too late, Alec. What’s done is done.” (Your name) the crumbled onto the floor in a pile of bones.
Alec fell to the floor in a panic. Her tried to piece back together her bones back together but it was futile. “No! Please stay with me!”
Hot tears flowed down his cheeks, another sob racked through his chest. He pulled her skull toward his chest to cradle it. “I’m sorry… I just didn’t want you to leave me! We were so happy and… I wanted you to be happy forever.”
Alec continued to sob on the floor that slowly melted away into that of a white padded cell. Reality slowly began to slip in.
(Your name) would be happy forever in death while he would rot forever in this padded cell. This was the reality of his kind of love. This was the consequence of his actions.
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ystrike1 · 3 days
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My Plushie Suddenly Turned Human - By usunooshiri (8.5/10)
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Is it scary? Yes! Is it realistic? No! Imagine dating your favorite character. One that loves you so, so, so much. You carried his plushie everywhere lovingly, so of course he came to life for you!
How cute!!!
Not.
Yuna is trapped in an abusive relationship. Her greatest comfort is her favorite character. A sexy, caring older brother type named Shaw.
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Her boyfriend doesn't go on fun dates with her. He just uses her for money, so she goes with the plushie instead! Good for her but oh my goodness it's sad. This is way better than those "wah, I'm an orphan" setups. Burying yourself in a cute hobby is an actual, realistic reaction to being abused. It is deeply chilling to see on paper in a cute style.
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Yuna finds enough courage to mention his "second girlfriend", because obviously he's also cheating on her. He uses his fists, and her reaction implies this is not the first time he has threatened her. Threats and fear are the only two elements keeping their awful relationship together.
Yuna just wants to be free.
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Before she falls to the ground a huge man pushes her shit boyfriend out of the way. He looks exactly like Shaw! Down to the hair color and the way he acts.
Her brand new ex-boyfriend leaves with his tail between his legs. He's got another girlfriend to abuse anyway. He doesn't need Yuna('s money) anymore.
He gets to live and that sucks but whatever he's gone.
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It's an unbelievable scenario but Shaw has all the evidence. He remembers his life as a plushie. Yuna took him to the hot springs. He knows all of her favorite meals, and he claims her sweet love gave him a reason to come to life.
How cute!!!!
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Shaw is a plushie so it's not like he has a job. He becomes her stay-at-home boyfriend and Yuna loves it. Shaw isn't even super overbearing, or clingy. He likes to see HER have fun, and that's all she needs. She doesn't care if he has money, or nothing to his name at all.
She loves his gentle love.
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Yuna begins to fret about reality.
They start dating officially after two months. Shaw is innocently happy, but Yuna isn't sure if she can make a future with a plushie. Obviously he's her ideal type, but he doesn't have a family. He's not really human. What if he can never get a job? Or being a plushie makes being human extremely stressful? What if he can't blend in?
It interrupts their perfect and fluffy relationship.
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Also, Shaw doesn't like it when she hangs out with other men.
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She finds her plushie.
The man who saved her isn't her beloved plushie at all. That was just a fantasy she wanted to believe in after experiencing so much abuse and stress.
Shaw says she's gullible, and he admits his name isn't Shaw.
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He introduces himself, and the ending goes the way he wants to go.
Yuna knows he's a stalker, but she still says yes.
Shou was so nice to her, and she really needs some kindness in her daily life.
Yes, her stalker waited until she was broken to save her.
But he came.
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hana-no-seiiki · 20 hours
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“H-huh?”
PATHETIC! YAN couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
He expected you to sneer at him, insult him, degrade him, curse him out for being an obsessive freak.
but not this.
“See? You weren’t even listening properly! I mean seriously, why do you suck at this so much? Augh.” You pressed your feet on his face, keeping him from looking directly at you. “How am I supposed to feel secure as a darling if my yan couldn’t even reject an invite so that you could stalk me more?”
PATHETIC! YAN had no choice really. It was a meeting that his family had arranged. If he had said no, the least they would do was chew him out on it. It was painful being away from you, but now he was starting to think that maybe it was the right choice.
Though your foot being placed on his face was nice, it obscured the pout on yours. He attempted to move it outside only to get kicked square on the jaw.
“Ah ah ah. Don’t fucking move. If the universe won’t give me a good yan, then you can at least be a good toy.”
pathetic! yan and borderline abusive/bratty reader is infecting my brain. this is so tim drake x cv! reader coded im not apologizing
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rainba · 3 days
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More, More ღ
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In response to the last ask I answered... I got inspired and decided to write something short. ( ´ ꒳ ` )
No need for content warnings- just Kairos being sappy and clingy. Kairos being Kairos.
Reader is GN!
NSFW, 18+, MDNI!
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Hot and heavy, needy and sweaty.
Clothes tossed carelessly onto the floor, blankets and pillows messily placed.
Kairos’ breathing is unsteady and erratic. He’s so lost in the moment that he couldn’t care less about the state of his bedroom.
“I… I can k-keep going, please! J-just… One more… One… More round.”
Kairos’ cock is buried deep inside of you as his hips jerk and quiver. He’s so incredibly tired, it’s painfully obvious, but for some reason he just didn’t want to stop. 
“I… I w-want to stay like this… Forever.”
His soft lips gently kiss your neck as he picks up his pace once again, his heart pounding loudly within his chest. Kairos' arms were wrapped around you in a loving embrace, his gentle hands reaching upwards to stroke your hair. He loves being intertwined like this– your sweat mingling, saliva mixing, bodies rubbing together. The smell in the air was unlike anything else.
When you wrap his arms around him, he melts. When you wrap your legs around his hips, it drives him crazy. He can’t get enough of you; he’s addicted.
When Kairos isn’t with you, he suffers intense withdrawals.
Kairos mumbles another “I love you,” as he fervently licks and kisses your neck, sucking and marking your sweet spots. His cock is unbearably sensitive as he pulls all the way out, only to quickly shove his entire length back into you. The way he whimpers is adorable.
“Warm… Tight…” His hot breath on your skin sends shivers down your spine.
“Mine.”
Kairos’ dick twitches inside of you as he whispers that singular word. He repeats it over and over again, making sure that you don’t forget the fact that you belong to him, and nobody else.
Nobody else in this world gets to love you. Nobody else in this world gets to touch you. It’s a privilege reserved for him, and only him. He won’t let anyone else dare come close to you, his precious soulmate, the love of his life.
It doesn’t take much to make him come undone for the third time in a row.
“C-cumming, cumming… I’m… I’m…!”
Kairos' voice cracks, his grip on you tightens, and hot seed fills you up to the brim as he reaches his climax. His shaking hands unintentionally claw at your sides and leave behind tiny marks.
Before you can say anything, Kairos starts to softly thrust again, his purple eyes glazed over. He smiles.
“One more time…? Please?”
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The Selkie and the Sailor
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Yandere Male Sailor x Selkie Male Reader
CW: Noncon, kidnapping, general yandere behavior
Word Count: 583
A tale as old as the ages. A human hopelessly enamored by a selkie. Captain Frederick Farview, in his early thirties, was the human. He owned and sailed a large leisure vessel for wealthy customers.
And you were the selkie. An abnormal male one at that. 
He had first encountered you while doing a cruise for wealthy clients. From the boat, he had seen a strange sight. He saw a beautiful man put on some sort of cloth and transform into a beautiful seal before sliding into the water and swimming away. 
He had been so enamored by the creature he had seen in the moonlight that he had to see it again. Out of pure curiosity, and to assure himself that he had not imagined it, he took a smaller personal boat back to the location after the cruise finally ended.
The captain knew it was likely a long shot, but he had to know for sure. To his surprise, he actually went around you, sitting on a rock jutting out of the water in the distance. Though you swam away when you noticed him. 
You had been warned about humans.
But eventually, your curiosity got the better of you, and his persistence paid off. You allowed him to approach within speaking distance. He was charming and kind. Curious about your origins and culture.
Soon enough, he won you over. You shed your seal skin lower half, which allowed you to morph into a human form and board his fancy yacht.
After a few times, you let your guard down, and he wrestled your magic skin from you and forced you to be his.
He hid it away and took you to his home. Having nowhere else to go in this strange world and owning nothing, not even clothes, you were dependent on him and had to endure marriage to him. 
But worse than that, you had to endure his cock constantly. Filling your mouth or ass with his seed constantly. It seemed there was nothing he liked more than having his hands caressing you as he fucked into you while babbling about how perfect and beautiful you were.
One day, though, you finally found your skin. He had taken you for a small trip on his personal yacht, and you found it still stashed there all this time while he slept. Like a treasure to be hidden away from the world.
A treasure indeed.
You took it to the deck and slipped it on before jumping into the water with a splash. Captain Farview woke up and found you missing from his side. He arrived just in time to see you swim away.
With a growl of frustration, he got some fishing gear and was in hot pursuit. The waters here were shallow, so he knew if he was fast, you wouldn't be able to escape.
In the end, he caught you in a net. When he took you home, he tied you up in front of the roaring fireplace and threw your seal skin, your selkie birthright, into the flames.
You screamed and lunged forward, but his strong hands kept you in place as you howled in agony. It pained him to see you like this, but it was the only way to get it through your head that your place was with him.
He picked you up and buried your face in his chest as you wept.
"Come on, let's get you to bed. You've had a long day."
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yan-critter · 2 days
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Tighnari x GN!Reader (Smut, No gendered terms but reader is receiving, Breeding, Overstimulation)
Whiny, insatiable, needy Tighnari who jackrabbits into you like his life depends on it. And in his lust driven stupor, it probably seems like it.
Muddled brain dulling his awareness and heightening his senses, leaving him red faced and panting and absolutely drunk on you. So lost in the feeling of your velvety walls wrapped around him that he forgets to breathe, dizzied and mindlessly thrusting.
The urge to breed you overwhelming his ability to think until he's lightheaded, focusing all his attention into the need to just make you come for him over and over and over again.
Tighnari being so caught up in the pleasure, so hellbent on making you feel good that he doesn't even notice you've already come twice now. Even tired and spent and positively milked dry, he's persistent.
Pleading, demanding you give him one more, just one more. One more and then you're done
But you both know he's lying
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starscabaret · 19 hours
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Military Yandere! Aaron Deployment
pairing : yandere! aaron x fem reader 
summary : aaron is getting deployed and he’s very upset to leave you, established relationship, fluff
authors note : just a short drabble
warnings: some angst, huge daddy kink, angst a little 
It was a late night. A night before Aaron was required to be on base for his next deployment. He had gotten the orders only a week prior. Since then he has been anxious, upset, and moody. Aaron didn’t want to leave his darling. It was the one thing he couldn’t do. You were the one he couldn’t live without. When he first got the news he tried everything in his power to get out of it or postpone it so that he could spend more time with you. When that didn’t work he tried to make arrangements for you to join him. But it was impossible. 
Once he had accepted his awful fate he decided to make the most of the last week he would spend with you for nine months. You tried to focus on the good and shower him with love. Coddling him like the crybaby he was. Throughout the week he had multiple panic attacks, and you often caught him crying in your bedroom when you were in another room. But tonight’s fit was the worst of them all. He knew his time with you was dwindling. 
“Aaron baby, please calm down. I know.” You coo as you sit in his lap at the edge of your bed holding his teary-eyed face to your chest.
This did nothing to soothe his pain his body was racked by violent sobs as he holds you closer. 
“Please y/n, I don’t want to leave you. I can’t, not for this long.” He cries as he untucks his face from your breast.
“You can, and you will. I promise to keep my phone charged, my location on, and answer every single call. I’ll be  a good girl.” You say, normally you weren’t so compliant with all of his crazy antics but you could see it was driving him mad. The prospect of not knowing and seeing your every move for nine months scared him. He wouldnt be there to protect and care for you and that drove him mad.
“You promise? You have to promise y/n! I’ll go insane if I don’t know that you’re ok. I swear I will desert and come home if you miss even a single call.” He says while stroking and admiring your pretty face, committing every feature to memory. Not like he hadn’t already. 
“Yes I will, I promise.” You reply. Glad that he has stopped crying and raking his hands through his hair while pulling it out of anxiety. 
He continues to stare into your eyes while the tears dry from his. He moves to bring your hand to his mouth for a kiss whilst he grabs your chin and turns your face to look at him.
“Remember what daddy asked for pretty?” He asks.
“Yes sir, at least one picture every day, one picture a month sent with your letters, let you know when I’m in the house for the evening, and don’t take your necklace off.” You list off just as he said it. 
“Good girl, what would I do without you?” He questions as he smiles at you. 
“I dunno.” You blush as you return his smile.
“Don’t forget always lock the doors, and set the alarm. If you need anything you have my card, or call me I will get it sent for you.” He reminds with a stern look on his face, as he grips your thigh. 
“Yes, I know Aaron.” You reply rolling your eyes as this was the thousandth time he has reminded you.
“I saw that, let me put you to bed.” He says while standing up and putting you on the ground next to him. 
“Daddy, I love you. I promise to be good while you’re away.” You start to tear up for the first time this week. Finally, let your emotions show. This week you had held back any tears or sadness, as you didn’t want to make it any harder on Aaron.
“You better, I love you too brat.” He replies.
Aaron spends the rest of the night savoring every moment with you. He has you sit between his strong legs in the bathtub as he bathes you. Drying you off and dressing you in your favorite pajamas which happen to be his clothes. When in bed he massages and kisses your feet. He rubbed and worshipped every part of you making sure nowhere went unloved as he wouldn’t be able to feel you for 9 grueling months. When it got very late, and he had to be on base in just a few hours at the early hours of the morning he finally grew tired and held you in his arm while he slept.
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sourlove · 19 hours
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Could you please do another yandere jock but his darling only used him as a one night stand?
Listen, this sounds interesting but I CANNOT do that to Lucas omfg 😭😭
He would be ecstatic and probably think you accepted his feelings and show up at your house the next day with a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers. When you tell him that you were just interested in sex for the night, his whole world crumbles.
It would be like someone giving a starving man food, just to take it away after the first bite. Obviously he wanted more! But don't worry. Lucas had a taste of you already, so if your plan was to use him once and dump him, you'll find that getting rid of Lucas would be much more difficult than you planned for.
Long story short, Lucas is heartbroken at first but decides to amp up his efforts in wooing you. Because you wouldn't sleep with someone you don't love even a little bit, would you?
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bloodywankers · 16 hours
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tw; yandere, forced captivity, isolation | masterlist
unedited | 669 words
I would like to suggest, high school boyfriend yandere.
He starts off as this loyal soft boyfriend that asks you out after class. Maybe you’re the one that asks him out even, he’s over the moon regardless when you start dating. He’s the type to never forget anything you tell him and look like a lost puppy every time you have to leave him to do something else.
Then he starts taking up more of your time, suddenly you aren’t free to hang out with your other friends. Can’t go out because you’ve got a date with him and you just hate how dejected he looks when you have to cancel at the last minute. Your friends stop asking you to join them after the tenth time this happens.
You’d get whiplash with some yanderes where one day you’re out and about and the next you’re suddenly kidnapped in his 14 room mansion in the middle of the woods. But not this one, he develops slowly, you’re his first and probably last lover. He’s still young and impressionable so a combination of his surroundings and probably traumas that have built up to this point lead him to spiral. Next thing you know you’re sharing an apartment and going to the same uni, maybe you’re studying different majors but his classes are scheduled at the same times as yours aside from a few minor ones that just couldn’t be changed. In the end all you’ll be left with is him. He’s just so nice to you, if anything you’re the one that should be afraid of him leaving you knowing how popular he is but seeing how he spends every moment outside of class with you gives you some solace.
Almost conditions you to be as possessive as him. He learnt all of your likes and dislikes, he doesn’t argue with you and always has a soft tone, you don’t have any friends to begin with but slowly you find yourself disliking other people's presence. They don’t treat you like he does, they could have ulterior motives or might be using you but you don’t have to worry about that with him, he’s not like that. You’ve heard of cheating stories in the past but he doesn’t have anything to hide, you’ve never given him reason to, he’ll go to any lengths to assure you of this.
The few times you do talk to other people they always fawn over how cute you two look together, even your family loves him. No one is surprised when you two get married.Maybe the only grievance you have with him is how he doesn’t let you work, assures you that he’ll make enough to provide for you, in just a few years he’ll make enough so that you don’t even have to look at the cost of something before buying it, just stay comfortably at home. But you don’t think of it much after you get pregnant, it's better to stay at home when you’re expecting.
But sometimes it just can’t be helped, no matter how perfect he is, sometimes you just fall out of love, crave to experience things outside of the rose tinted world he’s made for you. That’s when his cracks really start to show. He’s not used to seeing you like this, to going against him like that, you’ve always been so compliant that he started feeling complacent. This is when you see the side of him he’s hid so well, the one that suddenly decides to relocate far out in the countryside, the one that gives you no reason to leave the house. He just works from home now (he took this into consideration when choosing a major). If you need anything it can just be ordered online, but even that’s monitored, your own phone is nowhere to be seen.
You’ve never had anything other than him but back then it was your own choice, foolish as it may have been but now, he’s left you with no other option but him.
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sagesskies · 2 days
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✒ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ
ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ: ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ɴᴏɴᴄᴏɴ, ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ
“You’ve ruined me,” Richard pants, his blonde hair is sticking up, he’s covered in a light sheen of sweat, and his green eyes are blown wide open as he tries to compose himself, “I… I can’t- Hannah could never…” 
He stares at you as you lie below him, equally sweaty, your neck and shoulders are littered with hickeys and bite marks, and you’re on the verge of passing out. The rims of your eyes are red, and your face is moist with tears. Your lip is swollen from Richard’s teeth digging into them, nearly tearing them off in his fervour. 
You look like you’re about to die. 
He looks more alive than he ever has before. 
Richard looks like he wants to do it again. 
Yet his eyes are filled with fear, and you want to laugh, but your throat is crying out in pain.
“You’ve ruined me.”
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☏ - ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇᴍᴀɪʟ: ᴍʀ. ꜱᴀɢᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ.
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yandere-writer-momo · 11 hours
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Yandere Head Canons:
Double Trouble
Yandere twins x childhood friend gn reader
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Michael and Mica were polar opposites in personality despite their eerily similar appearance. Michael was soft spoken and kind while Mica was loud and boisterous. It wasn’t uncommon for Mica to be on your left and Michael to be on your right. They’ve always been your friends for as long as you could remember…
As the three of you got older, they became clingier. They were always at your house whether it was to walk to school with you or to complete homework, they were there. And it became much worse when you mentioned having a crush.
“I have a crush on Darren. I think he’s cute…” you had said on the first Tuesday of your senior year in college.
“Darren? The really quiet guy?” Mica furrowed his brow. “If you like quiet guys, don’t you think Michael is a better fit? Look at him?”
Mica squished Michael’s cheeks together and directed his face at you. A bright cherry blush on Michael’s face as he averted his gaze from you. “Isn’t Michael rather handsome too?”
You chuckled as you helped Michael out of Mica’s grips. “I never said Michael was ugly, you two have always been my friends… wouldn’t it be weird to only date one brother?” You brought up which made the twins become silent.
“Ah… I didn’t think about that.” Mica whispered, his eyes filled with stars. “So would you date both of us then?”
You quirked a brow. “Both of you?” Mica nodded his head while Michael blushed even more.
“Hmm… probably just one of you.”
Since you had said those words, you noticed a change in your friends. The twins were now always in a silent battle for your undivided attention on one of them.
They followed you to around to each of your college classes, both eager to be by your side. Mica babbled your ear off while Michael firmly held your hand. His cheeks aflame and his palms sweaty.
“You really think you could choose one of us? Isn’t two better than one?” Michael asked you with a smirk. “You wouldn’t want to break one of our hearts would you?”
It was so odd to be badgered by Michael every single day without fail. The blonde would constantly pick on you to pick one of them while Mica would hold onto you like a lifeline. The quiet male consistently reminded you of his presence as well.
It was at a college party filled with one too many cheap beers that you found yourself sprawled out with the two of them on either side of you. You were no doubt in their dorm room, whisked away in your tipsy state by Michael. Mica sat in front of you on his knees while Michael held your body from behind.
Mica’s lips were pressed firmly on the side of your neck while Michael’s hands slipped under your shirt. Your body felt as if it was burning from their fervent attention.
“How about we help you see things our way? We can make you feel good…” Michael chuckled at your dazed expression.
You sighed. It’s not like you really had an option at this point. These two weren’t going to leave you be until you accepted them both.
You helped Michael slip your shirt over your head as you grabbed Mica’s blonde curls to pull him into a kiss. If this was the way it was going to be, you might as well have your cake and eat it too.
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ystrike1 · 2 days
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Shojo to Yakuza - By Okonogi happa (7.5/10)
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A loyal dog gets pushed to the limit in this one. Originally he was a good and loyal boy. The perfect young yakuza, but then the leaders niece fell for him. He fell into a sweet life with her, and possessive feelings eventually conquer his need to be perfect!
Yanagi has rich girl problems. Boohoo bodyguards follow her everywhere. Nobody treats her like she's NORMAL. Everybody in her life knows she's one of the resident wealthy young ladies, but she doesn't WANT to flaunt it. Nope. It's totalllyyy not her fault. Her doting uncle made her go to school with a driver and bodyguards.
How embarrassing.
BooHoo.
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After all of her horrific suffering with no privacy and too much money she finally gets her freedom. An apartment with a boyfriend her uncle approves of. Kazuma is perfect. A mild-mannered and devoted yakuza with a handsome face and a desire to impress his leader. He honestly loves Yanagi too!
They're so perfect....but they haven't done the deed yet.
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Her school friends think he's scary....but awww he's such a sweetie.
He's totally not holding back at all.
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She tries to seduce him sweetly at first.
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When that doesn't work she lies and says she's going out with boy-friends. Potential love rivals. It's cringe and obvious and she knows it, but she wants to sleep with him already.
She wants to indulge in her freedom.
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Yanagi is lying about the boy party, but it doesn’t matter one bit. Even the idea makes Kazuma rage. He almost tortures a guy to death because he's so frustrated.
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He's scared that Yanagi will see him differently, but he wants to be honest. His real personality isn't as gentle. He doesn't want to be a prim and perfect butler around her. He's just afraid of change, and losing Yanagi's love.
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They're so toxic and codependent how cute!!!
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He admits he's super jealous.
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She LOVES it. She's eats that shit up like candy. Kazuma starts telling her to stay home more and he tells her no when she says she wants to join a study circle. The story ends right when the yandere jealousy shoots up, but it's there and we love a consenting couple.
They're enjoying their honeymoon phase.
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ddollfface · 7 hours
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There's just something about a... puppy-like yandere, who's just ready to come at your beck and call, stars in their eyes, and lip slightly jutted out. Oh, you're craving that one Mexican restaurant down the street? Why didn't you say something, sweets? They are already grabbing their keys and heading out the door.
It's just in their nature to care for sweet things like you, eager to please, and hopelessly in love, ready to go to the ends of the Earth just to get a peck on the lips or some back rubs.
They're completely in love with you, you, you. Everything about you is pleasing to their eyes, something worth taking a photo of, something worth singing praises to. Their hands used to hold onto your sides, massaging and smoothing out your skin, wanting to mold themselves into you. Lips peppering fairy-light kisses across your pudgy stomach, whispering softly appraisals into your stretch marks, thanking whatever God put you on this Earth.
You were put on this Earth to be held in his strong, muscular arms. He was made to hold you, feeling your soft curves press against his chest.
He just can't get enough of you, the cuteness-aggression getting the better of him when he throws you onto the bed, wrestling you into compromising positions. If he's feeling nice, he might even let you get the upper hand, your thighs straddling his hips, only for him to grind up into you and flip you over.
You should know not the play with him, he just can't contain himself when you're around.
He can't help but get giddy when he sees your face, something he always looks forward to. The motivation he needs to wake up in the morning, dragging himself out of bed just to see your face. Your praise is just what he needs when his day doesn't go as planned. His eyes scanned through the crowd of people, searching for your face among these nobodies. His heart picked up the moment his eyes met yours, though you hadn't seemed to notice him yet, he sure noticed you and quickly raced over to you. You jumped, clearly not expecting him to be so early to your little get-together, though he'd prefer to call it a date, he relents. His hands are folded as he stares at you, looking you over as he greets you, asking how your days have been. You smile back, and he almost faints. If he had a tail, it'd be waving back and forth, no doubt. You just get him so giddy, he grins.
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flowersofevilvn · 3 days
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final touches ! players will now be able to choose their NSFW preferences from the onset of the game.
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