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youryanderedaddy · 3 years

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I like your posts, it's always cool. May i ask a yandere concept between an innocent, protected princess and a prince who obsessed with her from the first time they met, and force against her will. Thanks so much, love your writing :3

Thanks, anon, that means a lot <3 If you haven't noticed, I am oBseSSed with royalty stuff so I rlly enjoyed writing this. It's slightly different tho, but the idea is there.

Title: We all fall down

tw: female reader, non - consensual touching, obsessive behavior, coercion, implied forced marriage, war mention, abuse of power

It was cold when you woke up, terribly so. The room was spacious enough, there was bright sunlight coming from all four windows on each wall and you were sure that your sheets were warm and puffy even without looking down at them, yet it still felt freezing. You soon realized the place wasn’t simply cold, it was different too. It looked nothing like your own room back at the Southern Palace with its countless colourful pictures, books shattered all over the ground and a fireplace just across the queen – sized bed. Before you had a chance to sigh in annoyance, a quick glance to the other side reminded you of the bigger problem. Him.

“Good morning, princess.” The man greeted you cheerfully, his voice still deep and husky from the early hour. He was laying against the wooden doorframe, the sly smirk you had grown to hate over the years once again adorning his red lips. You stared at him for a moment, then rubbed your eyes to chase the fatigue away, fruitlessly so. You were too tired and sleep – deprived to play – pretend, which of course didn’t go unnoticed by the nobleman.

“You don’t look too well, princess.” He teased with a cheeky grin and walked towards the bed, stopping just before his legs hit the edge of the frame. You puffed softly, but remained quiet just so you wouldn’t have to answer him just yet. “And look at your state, darling…” The heir continued, clicking his tongue in a mocking “tsk, tsk,tsk”. “Your nightgown is a mess, I can see all of your beautiful curves.” The heir paused to lick his lips in a disgusting, suggestive way, and you had to repress the need to vomit all over the beautiful yellow sheets. “In our kingdom such appearance counts as an invitation, did you know that?” He added, smiling sharply, like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, satisfied at the way his words made you embarrassed, flustered and jumpy so early in the morning.

“Your Highness, I would like to properly remind you that it was you who forced me to drink and dance all night.” You responded heatedly, all while fixing the straps of your silky dress to at least cover your cleavage. “You wouldn’t let go of my hand for a second. It’s your fault that I look like this.” You remarked, slightly offended by the man’s jokes, despite being used to his terrible humor after all those long years of shared parties and celebrations.

“If that is really so, my lady, please let me make it up to you.” The prince replied in the same smooth, carefree voice of his, the one he used before while talking to the maids and the peasant girls he wanted to bed. It made you sick to think of yourself as just another of his conquests, even though it couldn’t be further from the truth – you couldn’t stand the dark – haired male, his arrogance and absolute ignorance. “Join me for breakfast and I shall have our best cook serve your favorite meal.” The heir announced and winked at you before turning on his heels and finally leaving the room without hearing whether you agreed to his offer or not. You didn’t even have the chance to ask him how he knew what your favorite dish was or why he entered your room without permission, such a lack of manners was unsuited for a soon-to-be king. Perhaps you could use his inconsiderate behavior as an excuse to stay in bed until lunch but deep down you knew it was pointless. The egotistic little bastard knew you had no choice since you two had a lot to discuss.

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The breakfast, if not anything else, was rich and delicious, each bite tasty and mouth – watering. The sweet aroma of cinnamon tea, vanilla and powdered sugar filled your senses with ease and a little bit of nostalgia for your childhood. The hardest part was yet to come, you wanted to deal with it fast and go home as soon as possible. As for Arthur, it was the first time you saw him serious with his brows arched and his thoughts all over the place. The uneasiness came back with full force.

“I think you know what we want, princess.” The male declared sternly after looking at the map for a while. His eyes were blue and clear, piercing in the way they were focused on you and you alone with no one else in the hall to act as a barrier between you and the monster. You understood why it had to be only you two, but these deals were always an open secret in both kingdoms, so there weren’t many reasons to keep the tradition going. “We want our territory back. We want you to surrender.” The heir hissed eerily under his breath, his pupils fixed on your frame, burning the skin underneath the thick layer of rough fabric.

You didn’t know how to respond to this – the dynasty’s requests had always been ridiculous and far – fetched, but never as impossible as this one. Yes, your land used to belong to the East centuries ago, but after several long, bloody, sacrificial wars where many of your men lost their lives, it was won fair and square. Now all your subjects lived there happily and freely, rightfully so.

“Your Majesty, please don’t dwell on the past. It will never come back.” You responded shortly after, laughing nervously at the end, hoping that would be enough for Arthur to drop the subject. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the case.

“Is that so, dearest? You have two weeks then.” The prince said coldly, narrowing his eyes like a fox. You opened your mouth to speak but quickly got cut off. “Prepare your troops, train the soldiers, announce the incoming war to your people.” The man chuckled darkly and threw the map all the way across the room. “You better get ready for a thunderstorm.” He added just to mess with you some more, just to see your face turn white from the shock and the panic.

“You can’t do that!” You shouted out suddenly and stood up from your chair, feeling cornered and suffocated. You hated the prince’s constant teasing and flirty remarks but you would have never guess him to be a cold-blooded conqueror. “This is too cruel even for you!” You screamed, the tears already blooming down your cheeks, hot and wet. Arthur spared you one condescending look before moving closer and trapping your body against the table, towering over you both physically and metaphorically, as if saying “Let’s see who has the stronger mind.”

“I will get what I want no matter the cost and there is little you can do to stop me, princess.” The heir pronounced slowly, tilting your chin up so you had no choice but to meet his hard gaze, full of intense yet unreadable emotion. There was nothing left of the sly cheerful boy standing against your doorframe, teasing you about meaningless little things, and you almost missed him now. “But what you can do is stop the needless violence and bloodshed, Y/N.” You despised the way your eyes lit up at his words, but, as always, your duty was above your comfort and happiness. “What can I do?” You uttered quietly, a part of you too scared to hear the answer, the other anticipating it.

“Marry me.” The prince stated in a deep patronizing voice. His eyes were dark and sharp, just like before, and there wasn’t a trace of his usual gleeful smile. He grabbed your wrists in a painful grip and pulled them up, holding them against his broad shoulders. “We can unite the kingdoms and live our Happily Ever After. No one has to die.” The man whispered surprisingly softly, his chest heaving with each passing breath. “I can make you happy, dearest.”

You gasped in shock as soon as the proposal left his lips. Every fiber in your body was frozen still, your whole being shaken up by the unexpected offer.

“Why do you want to marry me?” You asked frantically, squirming to loosen up his grasp on your hands just to feel it tighten up even more. This was going to bruise for sure. “Isn’t it obvious?” The noble exhaled slowly, staring at you, trying desperately to find the compassion and affection he hoped you had grown to hold for him over the years. His heart broke once he realized there wasn’t any, but it didn’t matter. Feelings could change in a matter of minutes.

“I’ve loved you since day one, my princess.” His attention drifted to your open mouth, especially your soft full lips. Oh, how much he dreamt of taking you and relishing in the whines and moans you would surely let out once he decided to claim you as his own. “All I’ve ever wanted is you.” The heir confessed, his face moving closer and closer to your own, forcing you to arch your back more and more until it hit the table. Before you knew it, he was pinning you to the hard wooden surface, caging you in, kissing you violently, furiously. You couldn’t breathe.

You couldn’t say no.

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onyxoverride · 3 years

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house husband!zeke, he cooks, always makes you rlly pretty bento’s for you to take to work, keeps the house clean, does the laundry, takes care of the garden, takes your kids to school and picks them up. and most of all, so diligent and obedient in the bedroom, so willing for affection and praise 🥰🥰

coming home to hear his smooth voice is your most favorite part of the day, “Welcome home honey, how was work?”

- 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩nonnie

I love this!!

warnings: dom/sub dynamic but mostly fluff, praise kink-esque on Zekes end, domestic!!

The craving for a simple life is so strong, he wants the picket fence, a dog, and a kid. No, he doesn’t want to just sit at home, he wants to take care of you and the house and everything. He wants you to not worry about anything since he loves you. Plus, you’re the money maker in the household. Your job pays well but it’s exhausting, he can tell. You’ve been working so hard for so long, steady build-ups to promotion after promotion.

He first met you in a coffee shop in a bookstore. You looked so tired but were so sweet and kind to him after he messed up your order. Usually, people in business attire are a bit meaner. He was thankful you even came back, started asking you for your name, how your day is going, next time it was where you work and after that, it was your number. It’s all history and he feels so lucky. You two were perfect for each other, two pieces in a previous thought of as incompatible puzzle.

All of your favorite foods are memorized and practiced within the first year of dating. He wants to be good, yes. But he also wants to be the best. You work, have a stable job, and are amazingly attractive with a good personality -- the feeling of being inadequate nags at the back of his head.

When you come back home and invite him over for dinner you kiss the back of his neck and murmur how thankful you are for him into his neck. He doesn't feel so inadequate anymore, especially when you say that you’re glad he’s separate from your job and corporate life, how he’s your paradise away from the ruckus of life. He’s blushing and just responds with an embarrassed “I love you too.”

When he was trying to figure out how to propose to you and he is the definition of nervous. He wanted it to be casual but magical at the same time. He got a ring custom made, perfect for you. He already has the official ring planned out so your engagement ring can accent them, so you can keep those rings on too after you are married. If you say yes, he remembers. He fixed dinner as he usually does, sits outside near the garden on the patio furniture, next to a little garden he's started. You two have been living together now for at least three years, it’s time to get married, right? You’re ready, right? You already know what he’s doing, you’re observant and have picked up all his nervous ticks, the way he scratches his ear when he’s thinking, and twists at his beard when he’s nervous. He only realizes you know after you two have drank a bottle of wine, a comfortable silence while the moon shines on the two of you. He knows that look, you know what's going to happen, a little expectant. So finally he pulls out a little emerald green velvet box onto the table, nerves making his hands shaky and all he had scripted out to say is gone. He’s stuttering out parts of his script as you put your hand over his, bringing his knuckles to your lips, mumbling “Of course I’ll marry you, Zeke Jaeger.” He’s wiping his thumb over his eyes saying “Fuck, I didn’t want to cry...”

He was surprised that you were excited at the idea of a kid. He thought maybe the responsibility of the little pibble rescue was enough but when he asked your thoughts on kids you gave him a sweet smile a firm kiss on the lips and said: “If they’re yours, then of course.” That left him stuttering for a good few minutes, red blush going down his neck as you giggle at him.

The sex after that was spectacular in his opinion. You usually dominate him, that’s what he likes, but this? You riding him, pulling his hands to your belly saying, “I want your baby, you’ll let me have it won't you?” As much as he wanted to fill you up with cum he had to clench his balls and hold back because he would’ve come embarrassingly early.

You agreed almost every morning before work you two could try to conceive. Even if you don’t cum you give him a sweet kiss after the demands you scratched into his back to finish inside you and say he did a good job.

When you have your kid he cries. He doesn’t mean to sob but your kid is so cute, he can’t even stand because his knees are weak.

He’s sweet to his kid. Nervous at first at being a father because he doesn’t want to end up like his own that left him and started another family. He spoils them, disciplines them when need be but he’s a weak man for his little one's puppy eyes pair with his actual dog's puppy eyes. He loves seeing you play with them, his family. He’s finally achieved his dream. He watches you kiss your child forehead and wake them up every morning before you get to work, he takes over and gets them ready for school, getting a kiss on the forehead himself before you leave. Drives them and picks them up every day from school. Knows his kids' favorite teachers by name.

He keeps the house neat. Right when he comes back from dropping his little one off he drops back into bed, takes a quick nap, and then gets up to clean. It’s not too much usually. He taught his little one to clean up, they learn from observing and want to mimic him and you so it’s quite easy. When he does the laundry he makes sure to fold them immediately right out of the dryer. Refuses to embarrass you with wrinkly clothes.

Goes out to take care of his garden which has flourished over the years. Mint, basil, and other herbs to peppers and tomatoes. Waters them and cares for them as he lets the dog run around the yard. He makes you pretty little lunches out of the ingredients he grows. His heart feels filled when you come home with an empty lunch box and compliment his skills.

Two hours after he picks his kid up from school you are predicted to come home. His kid is happy and fed with a nice snack and already set down for a quick nap. When you open the door he is right in the kitchen waiting for you with a smile, “Welcome home honey,” a quick kiss to your lips, “how was work?” Sometimes it's a simple “good,” because you don’t want to talk about it and sometimes it's a “your lunch was the only good part of my day really” which means he needs to sit down and listen to you complain about work. That’s fine with him even though he’s missing some knowledge of what you’re talking about. Sits his kid on his lap if they’re awake and cuddles them while you speak, your kid asking questions occasionally. Really it’s hilarious how you talk to them like an adult who completely gets what you’re saying. Your kid chiming in saying “That was mean!” and you nodding saying “I know, right!! People are ridiculous sometimes!”

Finally, though, you two get a day to yourself after he asks your neighbor Sasha to take care of his kid for a while, drops them off right after school to be picked up in the morning. Sasha agrees enthusiastically as long as Zeke cooks her something good. Your cute little dog went with them with some bribing to Sasha

He already knows what's up when you get home early, rolling your shoulders and giving him a look, the look. “You’re going to be good for me, right Zeke?” Gets on his knees immediately, kisses your ankles as he takes off your shoes. Massages your calves as you lean back into the couch. Works his way up your thighs, pushing your skirt to your waist and he molds his hands into your thighs. Lives to serve you and be a good boy for you. Tell him, “Use your tongue. Just how I trained you.” and god he will. Your thighs over his shoulders as he devours you, doing just as you asked. Running your fingers through his hair, pulling his face to grind into your wet cunt. “Get me ready for your cock,” all the stress from the week that's built up is washed away with the orgasm he pulls from you.

Pull his face away from your thighs and he licks up as much slick as he can from around his mouth, “Good boy.” The praise sends warm spikes of arousal through him, and you pull him in for a messy kiss, tasting your cum on his face. Sit between his legs right in front of him, chest to chest while you ride him. It’s a soft intimate position which he loves, he lives for this softness and the praise spilling from your mouth. How he’s so good for you, such a good husband, cock filling you out so nicely, you never fail to please me Zeke- and he’s cumming inside you.

You don’t stop there, ride him dry until your thighs give out and then demand him to rut into you like a desperate dog. He will, he’ll follow your every order through and through until you’re both breathless and wrung out.

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nokiawrites · 4 years

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ʙᴜɴɴʏ ʙᴜɴᴄʜᴇꜱ(ɪᴢᴜᴋᴜ x reader)

(Boss-Intern/Hybrid AU)

Warnings: Smut, Cat Hybrid!Female!Reader, Bunny Hybrid!Izuku, (Everyone is pretty much hybrids) Im also rlly bad at warnings

Part2

Summary: Your new bunny Intern with the silvery voice has caught your attention once again, but who knows if this time you can get to him first.

The quick pitter patter of my feet as I walk through the parking lot to the elevator are drowned out by my thoughts.

My every waking thoughts constantly running rampant of that that green haired ball of energy. So sickeningly sweet yet enticing. Our newest Intern, Izuku Midoriya. The bunny hybrid who held the whole world in their eyes. Just the same as the last time you saw him.

You slowly enter the elevator and press the button for your floor number, tail swaying from side to side slowly. Standing there idly humming to yourself as the lift slowly rose to your floor. ‘PING’ the loud sound of the lift arriving snaps you out of your daze. The doors slowly open and you step out and begin making your way to your office.

Besides the soft hums of conversations and typing it is rather peaceful in the cubicles. “Hey (y/n)!”. Well shit. You turn to where the voice came from and lo and behold the man whose been on your mind, standing there in all his glory. He smiles brightly at you, ears on the top of his head at full height. You look at him blank faced.

“Please stop calling me by my first name during work hours, people will think we are friends.” You spit at him in a hushed tone. You turn away and begin walking away. He follows behind you closely, he begins giggles. “I mean of course were friends dummy.” He says to you in full confidence. “Well im sorry to burst your fucking bubble, were far from friends, you work for me and thats all.”

You make it to your office and kicking your heels off. His ears drooped some. “Well its ok (l/n), No need to be a bitch about it.” He huffs at you also walking into your office closing the door and plopping down on the sofa. “Me?! A Bitch?!” Your head does a perfect 180 and you scowl at him.“Yea, you.” He plops a gummy bear into his mouth. “Where the hell did you get gummy bears from?! You know what, doesnt matter, stop eating in my office. I have work to do.”

You shuffle over to your desk and plop down in your seat, pulling out your papers and beginning to work. Your ears sit upright. You can hear loud Chewing. Ignoring it was not even an option. You can hear it over your on thoughts at this point. You look up with a huff and there izuku is. “You chewing to loud dipshit.” For a bunny hybrid he is loud as hell.

Your becoming irritated. A knock on your door turns your attention away from the green haired male laying on your sofa. “Come in” you mumble. Your assistant Tsuyu walks in. “ Ms(l/n), Mr Todoroki wants to know if your meet for later today is still on?” She shuffles through papers in her hands. You take a minute to think, ‘do I really want to have to deal with Enji’s shit today? nah’. “ Tell him i would like to reschedule for next week, and Tsuyu, take a rest of the day off I got it today.” She nods her head and walks out quietly shutting the door behind her.

A couple of minutes goes past uneventfully. “You know you cant always be mad at me.” The human bunny hybrid speaks. You chuckle at him “Thats a good one.” You continue doing what you were doing. Izuku sits up from his lying down position. “Im serious, listen we both made mistakes. So we have to let go to help ourselves grow as people.” You sit your pen down and you look at him. “Are you fucking kidding me? We both made mistakes? You fucking cheated on me, and WE made mistakes? You must be out of your rabbit ass mind!”

You jolt upwards, now standing making your way around the desk to the sofa. “Hey I said sorry, okay.” He says as you stalk closer to him. “ Do you think sorry is going to fix the fucking pain i felt?” Your ears are completely pined against your head as you his at him. “well what do want me to do?” You take the tights off of your legs and ball it up, throwing it. You begin to slide you panties off. griping them in your hand tightly. “If your really fucking sorry you’ll make mommy feel good.” Izuku turned pink.

“You know I cant do that, you know im dating Ochaco.” You shake your head. “Do you really think I give a fuck about that home wrecking bitch, do what your told unless you want you darling little Ochaco to know that her boyfriends boss is his ex girlfriend and that you dick still gets hard to the thought of my cunt on your face?” He freezes. “Your probably fucking hard right now aren’t you. You sick fucking shit. Getting off of calling me mommy” Before he can react you stuff your underwear in his mouth. “go ahead, can you taste mommy on it?” He says something unintelligible and nods.

“Good because that is the last time you will ever fucking taste it.” He reaches to take the panties out of his mouth. You slap him with force before he can. You can tell he’s gonna bruise later. His phone rings. its Ochaco. He looks up at your form questioningly. You nod. “Pick it up” He does just that. As he talks you begin to unzip his pant. His breath hitches. keep talking, you mouth to him. You pull out his hard length. He twitches in your hand. gracious amounts of precum falls onto your hand. His tip red with a purple hue. You flatten you tongue and run it from base to tip and stopping to suck on his mushroomed head.

He chokes on his spit “uh yeah im fine Ochaco I just choked on my spit, but i have to go, yeah ill t-talk to you later bye.” He rushed to hang up his phone up. You stood back up, taking in the view of him. He looked so perverted with his dick out leaking and pulsing. But he looked so innocent with his flustered face. You wanted to corrupt him. He reaches out and cups your naked core. Massaging your folds. You lean into him, beginning to straddle him. He rubs his fingers against your wet entrance, slightly teasing you. He pushes his two fingers into you breaching your warm walls. You reach both of your hands around to his back. Your hand grabs his shoulder. The other one slowly going down his back. You grip his tail.

“(y-y/n) you know my tail is sensitive.” He removes his fingers from you and grips your hips with both hands. You smirk against his neck. “I know.” You snatch his cotton ball of a tail with your hand. His hips thrust up into yours. His dick ruts against your wet core. The humping motion causing his dick to stimulate your clit. Your feeling hot, you can feel your heart beat in your pussy. “Come on baby, fuck mommys tight pussy. You have my permission. He whines out starting to rut harder against you. You lift yourself lining izuku’s meat rod to your dripping core. You begin to slowly go down, Not used to the feeling of him inside of you yet. Izuku grabs you hips and slams you down onto him before you could intervene.

Izuku begins to get into position, he braces his feet on the floor and grips you with both arms, beginning to thrust up into you. You can barley keep your eyes open. His curved dick keeps beating at your walls. You reach down to you clit and begin to rub it trying to satisfy that building pressure in your abdomen. You gush out on him, he humps you through it all. You push off of him with a huff. “Mommy?” He whines out at the loss of your heated walls. walking over to your desk you sit on the edge and spread you legs giving him a good view of your box. “Come on baby, come get what you want.” He practically jumps out of his seat and rushes to you, lining back up with you and pushing straight back into your depths. you wrap your legs around him. He starts fucking into you like he was out for revenge.

You throw your head back moaning out as his tip hits your g spot. Your tail raps around his leg. “Say you love me more than Ochaco.” You breath out. No answer. He keeps fucking into with the speed of a jack rabbit. You santch his hair pulling his head back. He moans out as he gets closer. You grab his face between your fingers and pushing your foot into his hips causing him to stop thrusting. "Tell me you love me more than her, fucking say it. your tail begins flicking the more agitated you get. Looking at you doe eyed he stumbles over his words "You know i cant say that, i love both you and Ochaco the same." You scoff looking away in disgust. "If that was fucking true you wouldnt be balls deep in me while your girlfriend is at home waiting for you."

You look back at him in disgust for the second time today. Pushing him off of you. Causing his dick to fall out with a wet sound. He whimpered at the loss of your heat. "kneel" you bark at him. Ears pined to the top of your head. Midoriya drops to his knees his ears lifeless against his head. "Know show mommy that your sorry for being a shitty boyfriend who cant even keep his dick in his fucking pants." "m'sorry" he mumbled.

" Stop being a little fucking bitch and actually apologize!!" You yell at him. He just stares up at you. Hissing you hop off of the desk pulling your skirt down and snatching him up by the collar of his shirt, " If you dont want to be here get the fuck out, go the fuck home. Why are you still here if your in love with her?" You begin to push im towards your office door, eyes filling with tears. “ill have you transferred to another buliding." You begin putting yourself back together and getting dressed. "N-no, im sorry." He squeaks out after almost a eternity of silence. You wipe the tears out of your eyes, putting a stern face on.

“well i have no other choice, your fired.”

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