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yxami · 7 months
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I’m so mad that I keep losing stars in my fav game so I decided to write a stupid little thing
desc: yandere streamer x gn reader, yandere masochist, mentions of masochism, degrading, nsfw, etc etc.
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For the past few games you’ve been doing horribly, losing stars left and right, near the edge of losing a rank, all because you’ve been getting paired with feeders and low skill players.
You were so frustrated you just wanted to delete the game all together but that’s what made you attracted to it, the competition, the needed skill level to actually be good at it unlike some other games that were pay to win.
The same frustration caused you to lash out at a teammate that already was at a bad start, you were questioning why they couldn’t defend the turrets and fight against 1 enemy. What was so hard about it?
After repeating your complaints out loud all you got back was a meek “sorry..” from a masculine voice, he sounded soft spoken and shy, you immediately felt guilt slam your heart. You should’ve likely been nicer to him, even if he wasn’t doing so good, some support would’ve helped him better than some insults.
“It’s fine, um, just call me if you need help” You brushed it off, hoping you didn’t seem entirely like an asshole.
So you played nice, for a little bit, until he started dying again, practically feeding the players just a few minutes later.
“Dude, why do you keep dying? I told you to call me if you needed help, I’m checking the map and as soon as I run over to help you’re already dead” You groaned, speaking in a voice that obviously showed your annoyance.
“I- hah, I’m sorry..!” He managed to squeak out, it sounded a little odd, somewhat similar to his meek demeanor earlier but a little… different.
You ignored it though, and moved on from it, continuing to play, hoping he wouldn’t continue to play at this low skill level.
The same player that you lashed out at was getting off on this. Nobody has ever outright degraded him without warning, especially with such a beautiful voice. He was a sucker for degradation and insults, the whole 9 yards, but he had never gotten turned on by it from someone until now.
Even he didn’t believe he was into it other than the audio’s he’d listen to from time to time. Of course, you proved that wrong, and now this little nerd was jerking himself off to the memory of his skillful teammate embarrassing him in the lobby.
His microphone was on, an expensive one at that, able to pick up a voice loud and clear, which risked him getting caught every time he whimpered and panted.
Harder to manage with how close he got when you pointed out his need for help 24/7 without being able to fight alone. You wanted to be nice, he could tell, but even now he was doing too bad for you to act kind.
And he was so happy his shaky hands kept messing him up, only using one to play, while the other pumped his cock at your insults and chastising words.
“F-fuck.. sorry, I’m- sorry” He panted out, biting onto his shirt as he was close to his breaking point.
“You’re fucking useless, don’t play ranked if you can’t do good” You growled over voice chat, no longer willing to help him with how terrible he was doing.
“Sh-shit” He mewed out, cumming all over his expensive keyboard. He was too dazed to focus on the fact that he spent lots of hard earned streaming money on it.
Now that he came he had to play good to impress you, so after a minute or two, he wiped his keyboard as best as he could and truly played with the assets he had obtained from playing so often.
He ended up carrying the team with 25-5-9, managing to flip the winning side towards your team, causing you to shortly thank and friend him. You wanted to play with good people after-all, and if he can play his cards right and change the entire fate of a game in the matter of minutes then you definitely wanted to play more with him.
He immediately accepted your friend request and jumped up and down, excited that he managed to impress you, he was a ‘praise me’ and ‘degrade me’ type of guy.
You checked his profile out afterwards to find out he was a famous streamer, he had a badge for being a well known one and the amount of followers he had made your jaw drop, you were embarrassed that you were the one insulting him.
But that wouldn’t make sense on why he wasn’t doing good at the start? You made a few excuses in your head as to why and decided to shut the game off.
He pouted when you logged off, sighing at how you weren’t up to play another game, he made sure to put notifications on when you’d come online. He needed to get to know you more. He’d do anything for another session like that.
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Masochist Yandere Headcanons
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⚠️ listen clicking on the read more is a choice i don't wanna hear it, masochism (obviously), bully!reader, pretty nsfw at the end, physical violence, physical and verbal degradation ⚠️
💋 Masochist Yandere who hasn't ever been bullied before, and was more confused than anything else at first when you started picking on him
💋 Masochist Yandere whose heart stuttered when you shoulder-checked him in the hall
💋 Masochist Yandere who could barely even hear your taunt over the blood pumping in his ears
💋 Masochist Yandere who seeks you out each day after, purposefully walking around the areas he knows you hang out in, chasing that feeling
💋 Masochist Yandere whose heart practically glowed when he finally found you struggling with the vending machine
💋 Masochist Yandere who's blushing and smiling like an idiot as you lay into him, cursing at him like a trucker on the highway
💋 Masochist Yandere who watches you storm off, rock hard and heavy breathing
💋 Masochist Yandere who spent all night rutting into his pillow, thinking about the flinty look in your eyes and the way your muscles tensed as you saw him smiling at you
💋 Masochist Yandere who's learned something very interesting about himself today...
be a pity not to put this new knowledge to good use, don't you think?
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carnivorousyandeere · 4 months
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Think I’ve made a post like this before but can’t find it;;; so here goes again;;;
Darlings who are nice to everyone except their yan… a yan who takes pride in every eye roll and curse under their Darling’s breath, every time Darling yells at them, even if Darling slaps them, or worse… they’re the only one who gets under their Darling’s skin like this. They’re the only one that can make them lose their seemingly-endless composure. They’re the only one to inspire such intense emotions in their Darling, even if they are negative… after all, depending on who you ask, love and hate are sides of the same coin~
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I wanna tear my chest apart to grab and pull out my beating heart to lay it in your hands. Wouldn't that be cute?
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Yandere King of Hearts x Reader (AMWP)
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“Ohhhh (Y/n)! I dropped my favorite rose-pen in the fountain, would you be a dear and get it for me?”
Your eyebrow twitched in annoyance as you heard the unceremonious plop of the object slap the water before sinking below. You debated pretending as though you didn’t hear him; the current King of Hearts was an absolute pain. 
“YYYYYYYYYYY/NNNNNNNNNNNN!” “ALRIGHT I GOT IT I’m coming.”
You stomped into the pristine card-themed courtyard where the King of Hearts or Hammond sat in his portable throne smugly grinning. The cards surrounding him in their newly evolved forms stood dutifully in their suite’s maid dress. You pass them daring not to look any of them in the eye in light of your first day– you casually looked a guard in their eyes in front of him and he ordered for them to be beheaded. 
Huffing once more you leaned over the rim of the fountain, expecting to see the shimmering heart-patterned floor. Instead being greeted with the deep and unclear waters of something deep enough to be a well. 
“What the–?” “Hehe~”  
Thwack!!! 
“Ahhh!” 
You splashed into the water head first, thanks to some prickly force hitting your back. ‘Screw this pen! I’ve got better things to do.' You gained your bearings before righting yourself back up and swimming to the surface. You hardly caught your breath as you heaved yourself onto the rim hearing the sound of a camera clicking. 
Click~Klack
“Yes! Yes! Take it from a lower angle, yes! ARE YOU DAFT?! I SAID LOW DIDN’T I !?”
You realize exactly what this was and internally kick yourself for falling for this once again. Crossing your arms and putting your scolding glare on, you started. 
“Hearts, did you purposely make the fountain deep and not actually throw anything in there?”
“Oh please, are you accusing me of also playing a sporadic game of golf with a hedgehog right here in my courtyard? Of course not.”  He smirked as he was handed the already printed photos of your fall shaking them to develop them faster.
He totally did.
“Hearts-”
“Hammond.”
“Ugh, Hammond, why would you do this? Did you just want to embarrass me?”
He chuckled with a naughty grin. “Don’t think so low of me Darling. I’m only satisfying my desire to admire your (c/s) skin pressed against those wet stiffy work-clothes of yours~” 
You tightened your hold around yourself as though he didn’t already have photographs. 
“I’m embracing a hobby that doesn’t include violence of any kind. Just like therapist Alice would say: ‘healthy activities are better than not’ or something idiotic like that.” He flicked his hand disgusted at the thought of the prying therapist. 
When the descendant of Alice decided to stay confined with the rest of Wonderland’s inhabitants they were given a job that would help them and others cope better with the trippy, disorienting experience that was this adventure. Being a therapist was their ultimate decision for employment.
You left quickly after that; you had way too much work to waste on his antics. You stomped past his cards and off his castle-grounds making your way to the next demanding task.
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“These pictures are marvelous.”
“I know, it's only a matter of time before they send them to meet you.”
“Even so I doubt I could ever let them leave.”
Hammonds’ crimson eyes captured the delighted smile on the nearly identical face to his. Those same colored eyes glazed and the gloved fingers holding the photos trembled with their owner.
“Was their glare angry or was it disappointed?”
That was what differentiated him from his borderline copy. 
“It was an angry exasperated kind-” “Ohhhhh♥️~that suits them just perfectly~!”
Hammond excused himself both ruing the day that they would eventually have to switch. How on Earth was he supposed to rely on this broken clone to act all carefree and cool like he was. The woes of the nearlt perfect king. At least they had one thing in common other than their face and it was an intense fixation on the uptight assistant manager, who was practically begging to be taken at this point. 
♥️♥️“I honestly don’t care if you don’t love me…but if you don’t say it I’ll behead that hatter you're so fond of.”♥️♥️
♥️♥️♥️♥️“I command that any assistant manager with the last name of (L/n) be forced to insult the King of Hearts upon greeting.”♥️♥️♥️♥️
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aajjks · 11 months
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loser ≠ lover (m)
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synopsis. He wants you so much, even if you’ll destroy him, because he’d let you.
fem reader x yandere oc.
warnings. yándere, öbsession, masochïstic tendencies, mentions of physical, emotional abûse, unhealthy thöughts, èxtreme obsession, obsessive thoughts.
note. MY FIRST OC!!!!! UHHH IM SO SO NERVOUS BECAUSE IM NEW TO THIS KIND OF THING BUT I HOPE YOU ALL WILL GIVE HIM A CHANCE. HES ALL YOURS TO INTERACT WITH, send fanart?!?? Please I’d be honoured, send asks talk to him!!!! 😭💌
second instalment x
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loser boy who worships the ground you walk on!
Who licks off the dirt that trails off your shoes as you walk down the school hallway.
loser boy who is so obsessed with you that he can’t breathe if he can’t get a look at you.
loser boy who can’t feel anything but love for you, passion that pumps so hard in his veins for you, who can’t say a word without stuttering except your name.
Loser boy who follows you around like a lost puppy, who doesn’t care if your ‘friends’ cuss at him, if you call him a dirty dog.
At least you’re talking to him! God, he’s so lucky!
“Goodness fuck off! You sicko! How’d you find my address!?” You spit at him, your eyes filled so beautifully with hues of disgust, your luscious lips curled up in annoyance. He smiles so brightly at you, God, you’re so beautiful.
“O-Oh please! C-Call me more names! P-Please!” He begs, on his knees, his raven hair falling on his grey orbs, his lashes wet as he begs you.
You feel embarrassed, He notices, yet he feels his heart burning from the need to hear you insult him.
It’s been too long.
And that’s why he’s here, at 1 am right infront of your door, begging.
“Fucking masochist! You’re so disgusting! FUCK OFF.” The way your shoe hits his jaw, makes him moan out your name like a prayer.
You groan in anger, he gets up again, you struggle against him, your nails scratch him, the burn feels euphoric, he missed you so bad.
“You don’t understand huh?!? LEAVE. ME. ALONE.” You try to get away from him, the boy doesn’t let you, instead he grabs your legs, wrapping his arms around them, “n-no please! take me back please!” He’s sobbing.
Yet his heart loves the thrill of your resistance, it turns him on so much, his pants feel so painfully tight, “NEVER! You ARE NOT GOOD FOR ANYTHING! You are of no use to me anymore!” you keep insulting him, it makes him feel so relieved.
You hadn’t been talking to him for so long, he almost went insane without you.
“Y-YN p-please kiss me!” He stands up, “p-please!”
“FUCK OFF Ezekiel!” His mind blurs.
His tongue lulls out and he whimpers as you finally utter his name out, it sounds so good, so erotic from your mouth, His name was made for you to call out.
He is so obsessed with you.
“S-Say it again… p-please!” Ezekiel stands up, his knees wobble, the stormy grey eyes are full of lust, craziness.
You roll your eyes at him again, it only makes him so much more excited, he loves your rejection so much, he always has.
Because it’s a unique bond between you, you treat him special, he knows.
“fuck off weirdo.” Ezekiel doesn’t say anything but pushes you against the door of your house, “YN…” he brings his face so much closer to you, he feels scared yet thrilled.
You’re so unpredictable, it makes him shake with anticipation.
“P-Please don’t leave- don’t-don’t abandon me! I-I’m sorry I disappointed you b-but he deserved it.” You raise your eyebrows at his ‘apology’
“No. Get away from me you sick freak! You had no right to beat him up like that, who are you huh? My boyfriend? Please…” you scoff, “you’re nothing to me Ezekiel, absolutely nothing.” You spit again at him.
God.
“You’re just a pathetic man who gets me off. You’re just a pastime you get that?” You point your finger to his chest.
“Y’know you’re lucky you have a big dick and a pretty face. sometimes you’re obedient too and you make good punching bag.” You laugh so cruelly, venom drips in your words.
Yet he takes it as words of praise.
“You’re like my dog.”
Yes he is.
“S-So please just take me back? I-I’m so sorry YN…. Please punish me but not like this! H-HIT ME.” He takes your hand and swipes it hard across his cheek.
You gasp in surprise, Ezekiel looks at you with pure desperation. “Please! I-I can’t live without you,” he bites his lower lip, the mole under his lips becomes more evident.
“I-I can please you! I can help you get off! Please let me- give me a chance- I’ll make you cum as many times you’ll want to- PLEASE GIVE ME A CHANCE AT REDEMPTION!”
“P-Please!”
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gunksh1t · 1 year
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Being edged over and over as they keep fucking into you and bringing you to the brink of cumming before suddenly pulling out and refusing to touch you just as you're about to cum. Giggling at your pathetic whines and watching you desperately hump the air.
All you can do is beg and sob as they repeat it over and over until your thighs are shaking and your face is mess of tears with your eyes rolled back and your head is fuzzy and you can't think about anything except how badly you need to cum and how achy your hole is yet it feels so good;
"Pleasepleasepleaseplease"
Letting out a squeal when they suddenly slap your hole, gasping with each slap until you're throbbing and squirming. A fresh rush of tears spilling onto your cheeks as you shake and moan.
"Pretty baby, don't you know that good little toys don't talk?"
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envy-of-the-apple · 3 months
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Dark! Gojo Satoru x reader (Soulmate Au blurb)
(warnings: dark content, implied kidnapping, implied noncon, masochism)
I really like the idea of soulmates in the JJK world. They're rare, but the reason why they're so coveted is because they are the only person in the world who is immune to their soulmate's cursed technique. 
Being Gojo's soulmate would be like hitting the jackpot, at first. You're a regular person, with no cursed energy. Maybe you and Satoru's hands bump into each other while you're at a cafe, grabbing your respective drinks. To you, it's just an accident. You apologize, make your way out. 
To him, it's like submerging himself into an ice bath. For the first time in years, someone had gotten past his limitless technique. It was so unexpected, and real, and so warm.
Your hands were warm. 
It's the thrill of it that gets him first. The unexpected. No one's ever come close to him. He is the summit of the mountain. The strongest. And yet, there you were, effortlessly able to bypass his barriers without even trying. With women, with Geto, he'd always have to turn his technique off. He'd have to let them do something to him. You could do anything to him, and his powers wouldn't even stop you. You could kick him, punch him, bite him. Anything you wanted, and for once, he'd be powerless to stop you.
He can't detect you with his six eyes. It makes the hunt even better when he catches up to you. It's days of stalking and harassment and the touching that finally makes you snap and slap him. 
It hurts. 
It hurts and he fucking loves it. 
He already made up his mind days ago, but this only cemented it. When he finally takes you home, to his bed, it's euphoric. You scratch and bite and scream and hurt him over and over again. Hours later, when you've passed out from sheer exhaustion, he has more bruises than you do. They'll fade eventually, but that's okay. 
You could always make more. 
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yxami · 4 months
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hii! could you write something with caleb into stepping or anything like that? thank youu
Hope you enjoy! Sorry it’s taken me so long lol 😊
desc: yandere masochist x gn reader, nsfw themes, stepping on certain areas of his body, masochism, slight sadism, yandere themes/behaviors, etc. I’m wondering if this is considered some sort of foot fetish, if so, I feel like I ate for someone who don’t fw it 🤫
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You’ve been toying around with the school’s nerd for about the same time you were bullying him for. You played nicer now, no longer pushing him against lockers and snapping at him for just glancing in your direction, even if he pleaded for a taste of that intense bullying again.
You’re not dating Caleb, but not exactly keeping things open either, you don’t want him to get with anyone and he doesn’t want the same for you either. You call it nothing but if he begs enough you’ll call him babe every now and then.
“Please? I.. promise I won’t ask anything else today? Just for a little while?” His bottom lip quivers as he only requests one simple thing, for you to step on him. “At least 5 minutes and I’ll shut up” The blush splattered on his face only furthers how into this idea he was.
He’s already gotten so many bulges like now, just thinking about you stepping on him, showing him another way how beneath he is compared to you, literally and metaphorically.
“Just don’t be loud, I’ve already heard enough complaints from my maid about how she’s been hearing a lot of strange sounds” You scold him, referencing how loud he can get, just a simple handjob and he’s squealing about how good it feels, how you treat him so well and doesn’t deserve your kindness.
“A- alright! I swear I’ll so quiet!” He whisper yells, already lying back on your bed, eager as his cock jumps from the view of you straddling his thighs to slowly standing on the soft bed sheets. He grabs onto some fabric, holding it in his sweaty palms as he admires how beautiful you look.
You made sure not to use your shoes much to his dismay, you were aware that they were made of a rich heavy material, something even Caleb couldn’t handle.
He immediately perks up as he feels pressure on his cock, covering his mouth as his eyes shoot up to look at yours, already looking hot and bothered as he whimpered at another step you take. You can’t help but wonder how this even works, do you step in another place too? Or is it just here?
You don’t verbally question anything, and just continue pressing different amounts of weight on his crotch, teasing him with a heavy step every now and then, he squirms as much as he can get away with, wanting to be good and stay in place.
“P-please, can you be mean while you.. step on me?” He bats his eyelashes up at you, staring with his obvious doe eyes, looking pitiful as he whimpers under you.
“You’re such a masochist, how did I even get involved with you” His behavior invokes a slight chuckle out of you, granting him what he wanted. “I never thought I’d be standing on some pervert’s cock for fun”
He hisses under his breath with a lewd face, enjoying this moment too much, you could feel his cock twitch at your words through his pants. You were sure if he had a dog tail that it would be loudly thumping on the bed.
“I’m n-not a pervert… just a guy who likes you” He says with a wobbly smile, hoping his response draws you to make another insult. His heart is pounding so loud, frightened that you might tease him for it. His heart pounded only to the thought of seeing you, touching you, loving you.
“I think pervert is the perfect name for you, all those hard ons you got, just with me pushing you, god you’re so lucky I’m gracing you with my presence” You deliver your words with a sharp degrading tone. You bend down, sitting on his lower thighs before unbuttoning his pants.
“W-wait, you’re taking off my.. pants?” He says with a pant interrupting his words, he sits up, not moving away from your hands, he knows that this isn’t the first time you’ve touched him down there but he always has to mentally prepare himself first or else he’ll cum too fast.
“You’ll probably feel more right? Isn’t that what you wanted” You smile amused at his indecisive pout, curious to what he could be contemplating at this moment. “Y-yeah.. you’re right, it’ll probably feel better” He fiddles with his fingers, embarrassed to look at you taking off his pants, the gaze you had on was affecting him too much.
You slip off his pants, teasing his boxers as if you were going to lower it just to see his reaction, you should probably say his cock’s reaction though, twitching and seemingly eager to be freed, with his blush deepening.
“Don’t tease me so much..” The whiny attitude erupting from his throat was paired with a gasp as you step on his erection again, feeling much more pressure than before and now he was even more turned on by the lack of jean fabric.
The built up of sensations has him squirming beneath your foot, trying to gain more friction as he grinds against it, caught faster than ever before as you scold him making him let out another whiny pant. “M’ sorry.. just feels too good” His glassy eyes with a frown makes your heart flutter. You always forget how pretty he looks when he’s needy for something.
As you continue, he holds a pillow on his chest, biting on it as he makes his sounds muffled, chest rising up and down with more speed when he starts reaching near his limit. “Please- please harder” He makes all sorts of breathless whimpers.
You know he’s right at his limit when he lays fully back, tightly wrapped around the pillow he holds above him, messy hair apparent as he breathes through his mouth, grinding against your foot just at the right moment to cum in his boxers. The wet spot growing after he lets out a final shaky sound.
He uses the last of his voice to thank you profusely, throat giving up on him after he abused it so much just to beg.
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yoru-no-seiiki · 10 months
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YANDERE! MASOCHISTIC! PROTAGONIST x VILLAIN! READER x YANDERE! SERVANT
tw/cw: everyone’s gender is up to interpretation (if there are any discrepancies in the pronouns let me know). murder. this happens around the middle of the first part not after it, just in a different perspective.
[ first part ]
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI OR I WILL BLOCK YOU!
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It was bit of an understatement to call Abbadon your servant. They were your most loyal aide. Known as the harbinger of death to those that defied your rule. The Abyssal Advisor. It was through their work that you were able to grab ahold of your destiny.
They tortured, maimed and murdered for you. Countless of lives were destroyed by their hands. People with names, families, dreams — all gone because they simply failed to meet your expectations. They have conquered massive plots of lands and achieved many things that will never be put under their own name, but yours. They were with you every, single step of the way.
But you never gave them more than an ounce of your attention.
Many thought you were bloodthirsty, feral and an absolute nightmare. But to Abbadon you were anything but. You were simply a victim to the times. A soul bound for hell. Your ambitions were righteous in a way, but in execution not.
They did not care about that at all.
It was the way you’d annoyingly fixate on the person meant to kill you.
Did you not trust them?
Sure, every person that attempted to battle fate’s design failed abysmally but they were different. From the very beginning Abbadon was born, molded, put through fire and oil to be your perfect right hand man. Every order you’ve given was executed perfectly. Every task they have completed exceeded your expectations with its results.
So why wouldn’t you let them take care of Cassiel?
That annoying brat never seemed to die. Abaddon only saw them as a cockroach at most. A kid who had no right to share the luxuries you were afforded. Yet, they were never allowed to harm your sibling in any way.
And so they could only shove more tasks for you to do, distract you from what they saw as increasing affections towards your sibling and force you to leave Cassiel be.
But when they finally got the chance to kill the roach, you stood between them.
“Abbadon. Stand down.” You warned. They had flooded you with paperwork that day. Too much paperwork. You should have known it was due to ulterior motives. Trust slowly become something you could never afford.
“But—“ They protested. They were an inch away from beheading their target — Cassiel, who was now on their knees right behind you. They did not mind the dagger you had inches within their shoulder blade. But your eyes, Abbadon knew that look. It was the look of utter disappointment. They could not bear to see it any longer. “Understood.”
You sighed as your loyal servant tried their best to hide their anger, yet storming off the moment you dismissed them.
You knew how much that devil loathed failure above all else and who were you to make them go through that?
Cassiel sighed, maybe even moaned, in awe and ecstasy as they witnessed you defending them for once and asserting your dominance to your subordinate.
Oh, how they wished they were Abbadon.
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©️ yoru.no.seiiki - yun | 2023
taglist: @the-dumber-scaramouche @justkouisenough @rxflen
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sophiethewitch1 · 3 months
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Thinking about the boys childhood friends to yanderes with a Catwoman's apprentice reader. It's just reader thinking they're playing and goofing around but the boys have a cage and a collar waiting for you. Jason gets your scratches tattooed. Damian thinks that's an insult of the highest order, and just makes sure you regularly replace them by pissing you off constantly.
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Isn't it funny how sad I get when I look at my phone and the first message I got in the morning isn't one of you?
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cinnanmonn · 28 days
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🌷𝙱𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴🌷
Yan! Classmate x GN Secret Admirer Reader
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Tw: stalking, dub-con, masterbation
It's so confusing. You like him so much. You could only stare at him in admiration in hopes he'll look at you like that as well.
School was starting to drain you, yet he gave you determination to keep attending to school, just so you could glance at 𝐡𝐢𝐦.
It hurts you to the core, no matter what happens, your just his classmate. You really don't have the balls to talk to him.
The only thing that makes you delusional enough to think you have a chance is the occasional eye contact.
Sometimes you would get caught staring, but instead of looking away or even being disgusted, he flashes you a sweet smile.
He's so damn cute. That's likely the only communication the both of you have.
You really wanted to know more about him. So much that at some point, you followed him home.
You even brought your camera, taking a few sneaky pictures. Whenever you looked through them, you felt a sense of disgust at yourself, yet a tingly and warm feeling in your chest.
You would even stalk his social medias, wanting to know more about his interests and personality. You had found out, he was 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬���𝐞𝐝 with tulips. Not even flowers in general, just tulips.
So you gathered the courage to give him some. For the hopes of making him happy. You even practiced on how to give it to him and prepared a reason.
The day came as you go to class, stashing the bouquet of flowers in a paper bag, making sure to hide it.
You couldn't stop staring at the time as the day passed by, it was already time to go home. You were too cowardly and let him leave.
......
I really want to give it to him. No matter how silly this is, I just wanna see him. Right now.
You quickly make your way to him right before he was about to leave.
You shout his name as you run towards him.
"Please wait! " you say, panting heavily. He looks at you, fuck. He's so cute, his eyes, his mouth, his nose, everything.
"Uhm... So I wanted to give these to you since I saw that you were part of gardening club... "
.....What the actual hell. You didn't know what nonsense you were spouting. Heck, he wasn't even part of the gardening club! He's part of the cooking club!
He turns in a 180° degree angle and smiles sweetly, giving you butterflies.
"I'm actually not part of the gardening club, but tulips are my favorite. Thank you. " he takes it and gives a sniff.
"Yeah... " You smile awkwardly from embarrassment and happiness.
"Alright.... I'll get going.... " you quickly turn around and sprint away.
He waves at you, before heading to his own home.
Once he returned home, he couldn't wait. You were too cool. It's all your fault. Now he has a big problem in his pants.
He carefully puts the tulips in a vase, before grabbing one and lying down on his bed, unzipping his pants.
It's so pretty. So pretty, like you. The tulips reminded him of you. Heck, he didn't even need lube. He was already so wet.
He couldn't help but stroke himself by thoughts of you. Did you really care for him like that? Of course you did. You followed him to his home, always looked at him so sweetly, he couldn't handle it.
It drove him crazy. Crazy for you. "A-ahh...! " he could feel himself grow closer to release as he strokes his shaft.
His speed increases, he wants to hump you right now. He wants you to touch him and violate him real bad. He loves you so so so so so much. How do you not know?
The day you met, you were really sweet to him, your pretty figure always helped him when you started high school. Now high school is about to end and that crush still lasts.
But he's so happy you like him back!
He needed you so badly. Every single day, all because of you. The way you stare at him made him frequently need to go to the restroom, the teacher even asked if he had bladder problems or something.
"Mh... Ah... my love....! " he strokes faster as he came, at the thought of you. He looks at his hand, he had seen this sight so many times, look what you've done to him.
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"Ahh.... I wonder what he thought of it. "
Would he think it's weird? Is he disgusted? Did he absolutely love it and kissed it all night?
You could barely sleep that night. Because of the excitement and nervousness, also the weird feeling of someone else watching you.
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𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢, 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 ( ;∀;)
𝙳𝚘 𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝? 𝙲𝚞𝚣 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚗 :𝙳
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heartsforhavik · 27 days
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anon req: ugh i wnna abuse bayani in a twisted and heavy way so bad. that creep would probably like it
a/n: hey so ummmm that part 3 is taking me a hot minute so here's smth small to feed the bayani stans in the meantime. tysm for all the support and patience😇😇 also anon i know u said twisted, but i don't think i went as twisted as u wanted i apologize. also peep my new carl grimes layout rip havik layout 2023-2024. also if u saw me publish this a few mins ago no u didnt
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you can abuse him however you want. kick him, spit on him, or thrash him around like a toy. please take your anger out on him. had a stressful day? feel free to use him as a punching bag. feeling angry or sad for no reason? he’s already on his knees for you to toy with. he'll be fine. you could even tie him up so he doesn't squirm as much. hell, you could even use something as painful as a taser on him and he wouldn't mind. he would enjoy it. bayani would love to be used however you see fit. just ignore the mysterious stain on his crotch.
even if you're rough with him in bed. like if you tease him by using a vibrator to its highest setting and rubbing it against his dick. he'd be begging for you to let him cum, but you would leave him alone right before his release just to torture him a little. bayani would be whining and pathetically trying to grind himself against your leg for some sort of friction, just to feel a little bit of your touch. but you'd leave him alone, and walk away hearing his desperate pleads for you to come back, and his frustrated whimpers as he struggles to cum without your aid.
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aajjks · 11 months
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X = Ex. (m)
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synopsis. He was fucked, but it was you, at least.
pairing: yandere!oc x fem!reader
warnings. yandere, extremely masochistic tendencies, delusional behaviour, bitchy Yn, obsessive thoughts and behaviour, jealousy.
note. manifesting Ezekiel fanart soon <33 enjoy! please talk to him n share feedback 😭💌
check out the first instalment. x
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He can’t stop obsessing over you,
There you are, laughing away with your friends, he’s hiding behind his locker, yet his eyes are focused on you, you are majestic to look at.
Ezekiel is lost in you, he doesn’t understand what is so funny but the way you laugh, your teeth on display, your eye’s crinkled, you make his heartbeat rise.
Even just the sight of you makes him feel so special, for him it’s just you and him, you don’t laugh like that around him though,
It’s merely a fantasy of his that will never come true.
This laugh of yours is almost angelic, he can hear it, but he loves it more when you laugh in a mocking way, especially when he’s the target of it.
Only with him.
He feels his toes curl at the thought, his cheeks heat up, you’re so cruel but only with him.
He loves you for that, because it makes him feel so special, he’s your special boy, Ezekiel inhales a deep breath to contain his composure.
You make him so weak. He loves the feeling.
you’ve finally forgiven him too, even if it was hard to get you to, Ezekiel was so glad that he could be near you again,
Oh he loved to be near you.
He had fucked you so hard after all, the burns of your nails was still fresh, but it wasn’t enough to sustain his desires.
He wished that you would push him in one of the bathrooms and fuck him mercilessly.
Oh, he wanted you so bad.
“Ezekiel?” A voice calls out and the man shake out of his mind, Ezekiel almost curses as he turns his back at you to see who interrupted his day dreaming,
His smile falters.
“Whatever the fuck are YOU doing here?” He grabs her hand and drags her to the empty ground with him, his steps are fast, the woman doesn’t struggle at all.
She only follows behind him.
“What do you mean, Kiel?? This is a college. I’m surprised to see you here.” He halts and a familiar face stands in front of him.
“Why? I study here.” He rolls his eyes at her, all of his excitement was ruined thanks to his ex girlfriend.
“Maya….. fuck off.” He tells her off but the woman smiles, Ezekiel feels like throwing up. It’s too much, he’d rather be inside the halls, staring at you and day dreaming.
“Don’t be so mean, Kiel…. We’ll be seeing each other often now… and who was the girl you were hawking at huh?”
He clicks his tongue. “We broke up, get over it. And don’t you dare talk about her. None of your business!” He almost frowns as he leans close to her,
She makes him feel sick.
“I’ll find out eventually,” Maya, his ex replies, a smirk on her lips as she crosses her arms around her chest. “I missed you, babe.” She whispers.
Ezekiel rolls his eyes at her and pushes her away, “I have to leave.” He looks around and feels relieved for the first time in his at the bell ringing.
But his relief dies down quickly when he spots you looking visibly pissed, leaning against the pillar of the building,
Your cold eyes set on him.
He gulps.
He was fucked.
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gunksh1t · 11 months
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having a subby top fuck into you and beg you to cum for them and they're so eager to please and make you feel good and they just focus completely on you until their head is fuzzy and they're chanting "pleasepleaseplease cum for me please"
them getting carried away and they can't stop fucking into you so deep and pinning you down with their body and praising you for being so good to them and how badly they wanna keep you coming for them. And suddenly you're clingy and near tears and whimpering while they keep you full and beg you to cum just one more time for them so you let them fuck into your sore hole and sob when they rub your too sensitive tdick and it hurts but still feels so good.
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