Hi, for marvel love letters, maybe a romantic Peter Parker writing to his obsession that is hesitant toward his love?
You’ve been avoiding me, haven’t you? Don’t try to deny it. I’ve seen the way you’ve been keeping to yourself even more than before, especially when I’m around. Or how you try to make yourself as small as possible hoping I won’t notice you, I always notice you. Or how you shy away or scurry off whenever I get close to you.
I know my confession came out more jumbled and intense then I wanted but I just couldn’t contain myself. I’m sure it overwhelmed you and I’m sorry for that but you could at least be honest with me. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, that’s the last thing I would ever want to do. But being able to finally tell you how much you mean to me and how in love I’ve been with you for God knows how long just felt too good.
You don’t need to give me an answer or even return my feelings right now. I just needed to tell you how I felt. If you need time then that’s perfectly fine. I’ve waited this long, I can wait awhile longer. But please don’t shut me out or run from me again. I don’t want you to ever feel like you have to hide or keep anything from. I’m here for you and that’s never going to change.
Call me whenever you’re ready to talk, I’ll be here to listen.
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Yandere Avengers With A Reader That Loses Hope
Warning: Mentions of depression, punishment, violence, Yandere elements, anger, obsession, or isolation. NONE of the violent or invasive acts depicted in this work should be done or encouraged in real life. Don’t read ahead if these topics make you uncomfortable.
A/N: This has taken quite some time for me to write. Sorry for the wait!
Aged-up Peter (18+)
Steve will probably go through the five stages of grief.
Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.
At first, he refuses to believe that anything is wrong with you. He’ll continue to pretend that everything is normal.
Then anger will hit him. A million questions run through his mind. How dare you ignore him? He gives you everything you want and you treat him like this? Why are you doing this to him?
All his threats seem to bounce right off of you.
He’ll beg for your forgiveness after that. He’ll promise that you’ll receive better treatment and more freedom if you stop withdrawing.
Eventually, Steve acknowledges that you just might be too far gone.
One thing is for sure, Steve won’t let you go.
He’ll continue on with his own dreams and goals. You’ll just be forced to come along for the ride.
Tony will start off by cracking jokes about your silence and attempting to tease you.
He’ll come to realize how serious it is when you don’t even scoff at his ridiculous jokes.
Tony isn’t great when it comes to feelings or mental health, so he resorts to what he knows best... gift giving.
He’ll offer to buy you whatever you want. Diamonds, devices, even an island.
He’ll just start leaving gifts in your room if you continue to give him the cold shoulder.
Tony lives off of people reacting to him, so someone he cares about ignoring him will really get to him.
Tony will eventually offer to give you some space by allowing you stay in your own apartment.
He’ll even allow you to visit friends and family... after he warns you that they’ll go missing if you tell them anything about his behavior.
Thor has lost so many people over the years.
You being checked out would hurt him to the core.
To him, it’s almost like he’s lost you too.
It’d most likely cause him to sink into depression.
Half of his days will probably be spent trying to get you to interact with him in some way.
The other half of his days will be spent wallowing in his own self pity.
Thor is probably one of the few Avengers that would let you go.
He eventually realizes that he doesn’t want to drag you down any further.
With great reluctance, he’d let you go.
Peter will be heartbroken.
You’ll soon be exposed to a different type of desperation.
He just wants you to be happy again.
Peter will do anything to make that happen.
Begging, crying, he’ll even get on his knees and beg. He knows no shame.
He doesn’t care even care that you were always resistant, he just needs you.
Peter will try to make things right by taking you out on “dates”, pampering you, etc.
It’s not enough.
He can’t stand to see you like that.
Letting you go won’t repair the damage he’s caused, but it’s a start.
Peter will always be lurking around, he just won’t have enough courage to talk to you again though.
Doctor Stephen Strange
Stephen probably would have noticed your behavior when it was beginning to start.
He doesn’t talk to you very much, but he’s still an expert when it comes to your behavior (thanks to his powers).
Stephen will probably try have a bit of a heart to heart with you to reassure you that he cares.
After finding out the extent of your hopelessness, he’s extremely worried and unsure of what to do.
He could either alter your behavior and thoughts or do things the hard way by trying to get you to come back to yourself naturally.
Strange will use what he learned in medical school to mentally get through to you. That will only last for so long though.
If you don’t start returning to normal, you better believe his powers will be making an appearance.
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MY SLEEPING BEAUTY~ A Yandere Peter Parker Oneshot
I do NOT own the gif, got it from Google :)
You were such a pretty delicate cute fragile little thing in Peter's eyes. The way you chewed your lip when you were anxious or nervous was so cute to him..... you reminded him of a little cute adorable baby bunny and yes, baby boi here developed something more deeper than an innocent crush.... he had a crazed obsession for you but he'd stutter and become a blushing flustered mess while talking to you. However he won't hesitate to make a person back the HECK away from you if he thinks they're getting too close to you
Peter likes watching you drinking and admiring your beauty from far normally as well as Spiderman. He'll stalk you home under the pretense of patrol and will make sure your safe and secure at your home, sleeping cozily on your bed like a curled up kitten
Ever wondered what that sudden rush of wind was or you clearly remember shutting your window last night? Well, that's Peter for ya, or the friendly Spiderman checking if you were doing all right. He liked to watch you sleep, focusing on your soft breathing as your chest rises and falls slightly. Sometimes, he'll even come in bed and snuggle with you only to leave a few hours before you got up and yes, he'll gently kiss the top of your forehead when you nuzzle into him or cuddle back into the unknown force that's holding you
You were lovely to him and even more lovely in the night which was PRECISELY why he'd watch you sleep and visit you in the night. Oh he HAD to, your plump rosy soft lips were too addicting for him to resist you for too long
"Oh darling Y/N'' he sighed as he lay in your bed with you. "If only you knew how much I love you, what I'm going to do to you when we're together'' he chuckled slightly and caressed your cheek lovingly. "Don't worry, Spiderman will save you from your life, I know how hard it is for you sweetheart, exams and tests and studies and on top of that you're even working at that god damn coffee shop where people have the guts to ask you for your number! Don't worry darling, I'll keep you safe from all this no matter what. Leave it all to me~"
Unable to control himself, he reaches down to your neck and as you squirm slightly and sigh, he just shushes you gently and mumbles, "I'll kiss you and take such good care of you. Isn't that what you want my love?"
He peppered your face with light kisses, worshipping you. He lay in bed for some more time with you and then as he glanced at the alarm clock on your bedside table, he curses that it was time for him to get going and places a gentle kiss to your lips and says, "Don't worry my sleeping beauty, we'll be together soon. The thought of kissing you and having you is too addicting~" and strokes your cheek lovingly with his thumb
"Sweet dreams my cute little sleeping beauty, I'll be back for you and then we can live a happy life together~"
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The Spider and His Villain | Yandere Peter Parker x Male! Reader
A/N: Hope everyone likes it!
It's official, you have screwed up.
Everything seemed to be going great at first, you managed to hook up a small device by the bank which would cause it to erupt into flames. From what you saw, there weren't that many people in the building when you pressed the button.
You were counting on Iron Man or Captain America showing up, so you could take them out. Instead, you got the Spider.
And the Spider managed to kick your mask off your face, causing him to see your face and to be the first person to know your true identity. Your dad is not going to be happy when he finds out.
Spiderman seemed to pause in his movements, finally taking a look at your face and you were somehow able to see that his eyes were wide.
"Y/N?" The wall-crawler questioned and you didn't hear him say your name, because you were too focused on how to get out of this situation and how much trouble you were going to get in.
Seeing an opportunity to strike now, you quickly kicked Spiderman in his chest, sending him down the ground as you picked up your mask and bag and backflipped off the roof.
In any good or bad situation, you love to make an exit.
Peter stood up from the ground and stared at the spot where you disappeared, still not entirely believing who he just saw.
Y/N L/N. Peter's obsession. The person who made him realize his sexuality was a villain. He couldn't believe it. He had to do something. He had to make you see that you shouldn't hurt anyone anymore.
The friendly neighborhood Spiderman would kidnap you if he needed to. He couldn't allow this to go on any longer and he loved you with all his heart and would make you realize.
Using your superspeed, you quickly ran back to your house and changed into your civilian clothes in the garage before entering your home.
"Anybody home!" You called out, shutting the door behind you.
Footsteps were running down the stairs and you knew that was your little brother, "Y/N!" Chris ran over to you excitedly, embracing you into a hug.
You smiled down at your brother and picked him up and he wraps his small arms around you, "Hey buddy! How was school today?" You asked, walking into the living room.
"Great! I got an A on my spelling test!"
"Awesome! Great job, buddy!" You exclaimed, feeling proud of your little brother's grades and that he was doing better than you. He giggled into your neck and kept his arms around you.
Just then, another pair of footsteps that obviously belonged to your dad was heard walking into the living room, wearing an expensive three-piece gray tailored suit, eyes trained on you.
"Glad to see that your home, son." Dad said, "Let's go talk in the study alone."
"Why can't I be there for your talks?"
"Because this talk is for grown-ups, Chris. Once you turn eighteen, you'll be able to. Now, go upstairs and watch TV while I speak with your brother alone."
Seven-year-old Chris complied with his order and went upstairs as you followed him into his study.
"Did you do exactly what I asked you to do?" Dad asked, sitting on his desk.
"Yes, I snuck into weapon X's base and retrieved the flash drive you wanted, and the bank erupted in flames and the money you requested is in the bag." You answered calmly, not once faltering or stuttering over your words as you gave him the bag.
One thing you couldn't figure out was why your dad wanted you to steal cash from the bank. You guys did not need the money whatsoever.
When your dad asked you to do things like this for him, you didn't want to hurt people, but from today's experience, you just might have and guilt rose inside your chest.
Your dad took the bag and opened it up, seeing that the money and flash drive was indeed in the bag. He looked back up at you and smiled at you gracefully.
"You did a good job, my son. Glad that you haven't screwed up this business." Dad congratulated and you averted your eyes, so they wouldn't meet your dad's. Of course, your father was able to catch onto the fact that you couldn't look him in the eyes and his emotionless eyes darkened in an instant like clouds on a rainy day, "Did you screw up, Y/N? And look me in the eyes when I'm talking to you."
You looked up at your father in his eyes, his cold E/C that matched yours, drilling into you hard. He was going to be very disappointed, but you have no choice. He'd force the truth out of you if he needed to.
"I had a run-in with Spiderman after, I took the money from the bank and -" You visibly gulped, afraid to continue.
"And he kicked my mask off and saw my face."
Silence, complete and utter silence.
The silence seemed to stretch on for some time. You looked down at the ground, waiting for your dad to give off some sort of reaction to your answer.
The lamp that was on your dad's desk was knocked off by him and was sent flying onto the other side of the room.
You flinched at his reaction and finally looked up at him. Oh, he looked pissed.
He pulled you by the hem of your shirt with one hand and wrapped this hand around your throat with the other, his bulky ring digging into your delicate skin that would probably cause a bruise to form.
"How could you screw this up for me? Was it seriously that hard just to keep your mask on, huh?" Dad yelled at the top of his lungs, releasing you and pushed you against the wall as you heard his coffee mug break.
"I didn't mean for that to happen-"
"I don't want to hear any excuses! Now, hold out your wrist for me."
You let out a tired sigh, holding out your wrist, and watched as it clicked into place, your movements becoming slow for a few seconds before dissolving.
"Now, I have work to do. Get out of my office immediately." Dad ordered and you left the room without a glance back.
You went to your room and flopped down on the bed. It was so pathetic how you craved your dad's approval and would do anything he said just to make him somewhat proud of you.
And now you've managed to piss him off. Just fucking great.
The door to your room creaked open and you looked over to see Chris slowly entering your room, his stuffed penguin in his hands.
"Hey Chris, what are you doing here?"
"I heard dad yelling at you," He muttered quietly and sadly, sitting down on your bed, "So, I wanted to check on you."
"That's sweet of you, but you don't have to worry about your big bro. I'm okay."
Chris nodded, not entirely convinced, "But, why does he yell at you?"
"Dad doesn't mean to yell at me. He's just," You paused for a brief second, "Stressed, but he's better now, so what do you want to do for the time being?" You asked, changing the subject.
You didn't know why you were making up excuses and defending your dad, but all you knew was that you didn't want Chris to know the real reason behind the yelling.
Can we watch a movie?" Chris asked you eagerly, hoping you'd say yes.
"Sure buddy," You replied, "What do you want to watch? And no horror movies."
Chris groaned, "C'mon. Please, Y/N." He pleaded softly, giving you those puppy dog eyes. You did not want to give into him, but his puppy dog eyes always manage to work.
"Fine." You finally gave in, picking up the remote off of the table and putting on a scary movie as Chris cheered happily.
He sat next to you on the bed as you pressed play. Insidious was the movie you both decided on. A bunch of screams and jumps had happened throughout the movie. Honestly, you were scared shitless and you could tell Chris was scared, too. The person who directed this movie sure did go all out to make it scary for its viewers. You both watched a few more movies. Some comedies and thrillers before you both fell asleep on your bed.
In chemistry class, the teacher stood in the center of the room, explaining what work they were going to have to do as Peter's eyes watched you like a hawk.
You were trying to listen to the teacher teach and did that thing where you bite your lip when you were confused, but trying to figure it out. Peter thought that was the hottest thing ever.
He also thought you looked hot in the photos he took of you. He had pictures of you on the wall in his bedroom and even made a collage with pictures of you that he took. Pictures consisted of you in your bedroom with him hidden in the closet, you walking down the street, and when you were hanging out with friends.
His obsession with you ran deep, despite you being a villain. He still loves you and will make sure that you change your ways. After all, who better to help you than Spiderman himself? He'll make you love him as well.
The bell rang, signaling the end of class and people started piling out fast.
The sweet, soothing sound of your voice caused Peter to stop what he was doing and looked up at you who had a smile on your face. Peter's heart race increased when you sent him that beautiful smile that he has been yearning for.
"Hey Y/N. You know my name?" He muttered, feeling quite nervous.
"Of course I do and since you're the smartest person in this class, do you think you could tutor me? Because I'm horrible at Chemistry."
Peter blushed from the compliment you gave him. You thought that he was the smartest person in class? On the outside, he acted calm and collected, but on the inside, he was ecstatic that you thought that about him. For a villain, you are quite nice which is one reason why Peter fell for you so hard.
"I could definitely tutor you today!"
"Awesome! See you later, dude." You said and walked out of the classroom.
The wall-crawler stared after you, watching that fine ass of yours.
That dewy, sweet scent of yours entered his nostrils the moment you stepped near him and he had to resist the urge to breathe in your scent. He was so glad that he stole your jacket from your closet when he snuck into your house, he only stole it until he could have you for himself.
In the back of Peter's mind, he wondered why his spidey senses didn't go off when he was near you.
It wasn't until you both were at your lockers which were about three lockers away from each other, he listened into your conversation.
"Seriously man, since when did you start wearing bracelets?"
"I don't," You shut your locker and leaned against it, "But I have to wear it and it's not a bracelet. It's a device that blocks my powers because my dad doesn't want me to use them unless it benefits him. He's the only one who can take it off."
"Damn Y/N. Your dad suck, man."
"Tell me something I don't know."
You and Landon walked to lunch and Peter stared after you both.
Interesting, so your powers are blocked? This was perfect. He didn't have to ask Mr. Stark if there was a way to block your powers. It would be easier to take you for himself now.
He went to lunch and sat next to Ned with MJ at their table, talking amongst themselves.
Suddenly, Peter looked at your table to see that your friend, Landon had his arms wrapped around you and was awfully touchy touchy with you.
You laughed at something Landon said, but appeared to be very comfortable with his arms around you. Jealousy sparked inside Peter's chest and he accidentally smashed his soda can, getting it over the table and on Ned and MJ's food.
"What was that for, loser!"
"Sorry guys." Peter apologized, blushing a bit red as he helped them clean up the mess that was caused by him.
He would have to take you quickly, so he could turn his fantasy into a reality.
When school finally let out, Peter saw you outside the school, leaning against the wall as you waited for him to come out.
He took you back to his place and sat in the living room as he helped you with chemistry since Aunt May was out.
No way you were entering his room since he had pictures of you littered all over his room. It would be really bad if you managed to see what was in there.
Peter explained the question you asked him thoroughly and understandably, even though it still sounded like a jumbled mess.
You worked on the problem and Peter watched as you bit your lip in concentration, working on the question and he wanted to feel those lips on his own.
"Okay, did I do it right?" You asked, handing him your worksheet as he took it, looking over what you've done.
Peter smiled at you, "You got it right!"
You threw your hands up in happiness that you finally got the problem right with Peter sitting pretty close to you on the couch. Both of you worked on a few more before you went to the bathroom and Peter went inside his room, taking down the photos of you that he had on the wall.
He heard you exit the bathroom just as he managed to hide the last photo of you. He picked up some clothes off the floor and his heart stopped when he turned around to see that you picked up the scrapbook he had made of you off his desk. Peter totally forgot that he left that out. Oh boy, this was not good.
You stared in horror at the images you were seeing. Images of you sleeping, walking down the street, you sitting in your car with Landon, you modeling for Landon in only your boxers when he asked you to model for him, and so much more.
"What the hell is this, Peter?!"
"I-It's not what it looks like, Y/N!"
You quickly reached for that dagger that you kept in your sneakers, but Peter quickly shoots a web at your hand and you fell back against the wall and he shoots a web at your other hand.
"Freakin' Spiderman!" You exclaimed in anger and annoyance. Anger at Peter and annoyance with your father because he bound your powers when you needed them, "Let me go, Peter!"
Peter shook his head and walked over to you, caressing your face softly, "I can't do that, Y/N. You mean too much to me and I'm so in love with you. It's okay. Now, we can be together."
"I don't want to be with you! You're sick, and I'm supposed to be the villain here! I'd rather date Landon or even Flash for crying out loud than you!"
Peter gripped your jaw tightly and gave you a dark look as you let out a small hiss, "I don't appreciate you talking to me like that. You're being really rude to the love of your life and I won't tolerate it. No one will have you, especially not Landon or Flash. Not any girl, or boy, or even creature for that matter."
"You're not the love of my life!" You screamed at him, trying to get free.
You really shouldn't be yelling at him since he does have you stuck to the wall, but you were a villain, so it was expected and you weren't going to bow down to him.
"Oh, my sweet, sweet Y/N," He cooed softly, taking a syringe out of his pocket and you started to panic, trying to get this spider web off you, "I'm the love of your life and will remind you of how much you belong to me, and how much I belong to you until we take our very last breaths."
He jammed it into your neck and you felt the substance enter your body and the world started to fade around you before you were welcomed to darkness.
You didn't fall due to the spider webs that were keeping you against the wall.
Peter put his hands back on your face, smiling at you, loving the fact that he finally had you all to himself.
His obedient broken doll.
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A Yandere Peter Parker Oneshot
The Gif ain't mine, it was uploaded by Jubs on we heart it and credits to them :) And let's get to it
It's been 2 months since the so called friendly neighborhood spiderman decided to bring you under his care and so far, it wasn't that bad. He was treating you right and although you were livid and pissed off at him like HELL, like you wanted to fling a plate at him everytime you see him (How can you fling a plate at this ball of sunshine here???!!! I mean just look at the bby boi here), he made you your favorite food, didn't restrain you that much and wasn't a pervert. Though he was clingy AF and was with you 24/7, he gave you whatever you wanted and asked for, except for your freedom of course
You felt so conflicted these days..... something was stirring deep within you when he smiled at you or touched you these days...... and you didn't understand why your heart would ache if he said that he had to go for patrols. Could it be you were falling for him? No, you couldn't.... he was your kidnapper for Olympus's sake! As your mind was plagued by thoughts like these, you glanced up from the book you were reading and saw Peter in his spiderman suit and said, "Sweetheart, I'm going for patrol, I'll be back in an hour and be a good girl, all right? Love you~" he smiled and placed a soft kiss to your lips and your forehead and shut the door. You first thought of finally escaping but something told you he'd just find you again and make you regret it and so, you stayed put, watching the clock as time ticked by. By now you were sure that you had fallen for your captor and you were incredibly bored and wished for him to return as fast as he could
An hour passed and soon another. Pretty soon, 3 hours passed and he still hadn't arrived and you were worrying slightly now. 'What happened? Hope he's all right and where TF is he? Wait..... why am I getting worried for him? He kidnapped me! Could I be falling in love with him?
While you were thinking all this, you saw Peter stumble through the door covered in nasty scars, bruises and blood and you let out a little shriek, carrying him to your shared bed. ''Oh gods.... what happened?" you asked him. "I'm fine sweetheart, no need to worry'' he let out a little chuckle and you just glared at him and said, "No, lie down mister. I'm going to have those wounds of yours treated whether you want me to or not and I don't give a DAMN what you say right now....''you growled and went to find a first aid kit. After you finished bandaging him up, he looked at you and smiled and asked softly, "Were worried about me?" You wanted to lie. You wanted to tell him that you literally couldn't care less even if he got shot in front of your eyes but somehow.... your heart and your mind didn't allow you to
"Yes'' you answered back quietly and you sniffed and continued, "What the hell were you thinking? You leave me all alone in this place and the next minute you show up looking injured.... Just... promise me you'll be safe from now on, please!" you finished in small whimpering voice with tears glistening in your eyes. Oh how Peter hated to see you cry, it broke his little heart into pieces
He pulled you into his chest and as you were crying softly, releasing all the negative emotions and pent up stress and anger you had in the past few weeks, he held you, comforted you and whispered sweet things into your ears promising you how everything would be al right and nothing will happen to him and he'll protect you till his last breath
You made him some soup and after you were done ensuring he was okay and rubbed some ointment on his scars though he winced slightly, he adored how soft, small and gentle you and your hands were.... YOU were taking care of HIM!!! It truly was the second best day of his life (The first was after he met you and talked to you for the first time). While you were sleeping with him, he held you and thought that he could get injured more often so he could have you taking care of him. It felt so nice.....The way you were worried about him, the look of worry and panic in your beautiful eyes was for HIM! Oh how ADORABLE you looked!
"Don't worry darling, I won't let anything happen to us and come between us. I'll keep you safe no matter what~" he thought and kissed your fore head. You were his at all costs and there was NOTHING anyone could do anything about it~
I'm really sorry if this was utter nonsense and I have exams from tomorrow and I'm freaking out TvT!!!!!!! P.S: Still open for requests :)
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*whispering quietly* how about a Peter Parker one to a romantic darling?
I’m so nervous, even now my hand is shaking as I try and write this letter to you. You seem to always have a way of turning me into a nervous wreck. It’s not a bad thing or anything. It just makes it a lot harder to try and talk to you.
Even when I thought I could at least accomplish this as a means of telling you what I’ve been holding in and not look like a huge idiot, I couldn’t have been more wrong. I guess it just goes to show how bad I have it for you, huh.
Geez, all I want is to be able to talk to you. Or hell, even just be able to be near you without falling apart.
I probably sound pathetic, don’t I?
Maybe, I’ll try again in person. If that doesn’t work then I could always go the Spider-Man route. I just have to try and not get too ahead of myself.
Baby steps, Pete. Baby steps.
Besides, it’s not like you’ll be reading this. Not anymore at least. No, I’ll try again later.
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Bucky Barnes and Reader | ?Avenger and Reader
SUMMARY: Your daily routine involves waking up in the morning, going to work and sulking at night. But then you meet the man you’ve fantasized about for your entire life, Bucky Barnes. At the same time, you've caught someone else’s eye and his first step in winning you over is to cook you breakfast. But will you be welcoming of that person’s affections?
WARNING: yandere, obsession, stalking, violence, cursing. If you find any of this triggering, please DNI. Also inform me if I left something out.
WORD COUNT: 2.4k
This is not beta read, so mistakes are my own. Life happened to me in the past few days, so I couldn’t update this sooner, but now here we go!
“... Are you even listening to me?” Steve asked with slight worry in his tone. You took your job very seriously and were probably the only one actually paying attention to his talk usually. But today your eyes were glassy as if you were lost in your own dreamland.
“Huh...?” You shook yourself out of your thoughts. The first thing you had done this morning after breaking the plate was to flee your house. You had this sixth sense that the person was still in your house. You had looked everywhere and hadn’t seen him, yet you knew. Well, it could be a ‘her’ too.
You had dressed up in haste and left for the avenger's tower. Unlike every day, your hair wasn’t made. The tower was the house of the earth’s mightiest heroes, you thought you would be safe there. The pancakes, and the shards of the glass were still strewn across the floor when you left. Though your expressive rug meant a lot to you, you hadn’t dared to clean it up.
You still didn’t know who it was. You couldn’t even point out suspects. You hadn’t felt ever before as if you were followed. Or maybe you were just too tired to notice. Also, with the precision the person had cooked, it definitely wasn’t his first time in your house. You wondered how long had he been visiting your house and what all he had seen.
For a second you considered it might be one of the avengers. After all, it had started just as you began working for the avengers. But you cancelled the thought just as it sprung. Why would an avenger stalk you and go to the pain of cooking you breakfast?
It might be one of their enemies? But then, you would be dead by now. You were so confused you wanted to pull your hair. And why you? All your life people had been intimidated by you. You weren’t going to lie, you liked it. But it had inevitably put off many men.
But then, suddenly out of nowhere, someone decided to stalk you? Was there actually someone who liked you? Someone who wasn’t afraid of your strict demeanor and decided to take the efforts to see underneath. Someone who finally saw who you were; a person yearning for love?
The thought that you were finally seen by someone sent butterflies to your stomach. It was actually nice of him to cook you breakfast. It was thoughtful indeed... Wait! What were you thinking?
You were being stalked. And you weren’t supposed to like it. You were supposed to be cringed by it. But then why were you feeling nice? Why were you hoping that probably he would show up tomorrow? You were surely slipping into insanity.
The more you thought about all that happened in the morning, the more you believed the gesture to be sweet and caring. In the morning, you were scared and petrified, now, not so much.
“Are you fine? You look a little worried.” Steve knitted his eyebrows and placed a hand on the table in front of him, bending towards you. “I’m sorry Steve. I just got a little lost.” You said giving him a soft smile.
“You can tell us if something is bothering you. You know that right, boss?” Tony asked. He called you boss despite you telling him not to. Though you managed their schedules and practically signed them assignments, you weren’t ready for them to call you boss.
“Yes, I know that Mr. stark and I appreciate your concern. But I’m good, trust me.” He nodded at that, “Tony, call me Tony.” You chuckled, “Stop calling me boss, and I’ll call you Tony.”
“You don’t have to worry about anything. If you need something you can always ask me.” Peter chimed in. “That’s really kind of you, but no. I don’t need anything at the moment and I think we should continue with the meeting.” You considered for a moment whether you should tell them about today’s breakfast. But then you thought your problem was too meagre to be brought to their notice. They had much important stuff to do.
Bucky sat back in his chair, staring at you. He had observed something was off right since you entered the office. He wanted to ask you; he really did. But he thought you wouldn’t want to talk to him. You acted differently with him than the others, and he thought maybe you were scared of him.
Tony had once joked that you liked Bucky, but he knew it was just a joke. Why would you ever like him. He saw how uncomfortable you got every time he approached you, he saw how you squirmed under his gaze. You were so afraid of him that you stuttered, which you never did in front of anyone else, not even Tony. And he hated that.
He was broken inside, and he wanted someone strong enough to hold his pieces together. And the instant he saw you, he knew it would be you. It was an instant connection that he had never ever felt in his life before. And the more he heard you talk, the more he saw you work, the more he saw you give commands, the more he fell for you.
What began as an infatuation was now full-blown love. In the beginning he did try to talk to you, a lot. But every time he said something, your cheeks flamed red and he could feel your breath getting hitched. He once tried to take your hand in his and your shook so much he ended up getting worried. Steve had told him that those were the signs that you liked him, but he knew better, he had seen those traits in countless people and the only emotion they felt for him was fear.
He knew something was worrying you today, your hair wasn’t done as usual. Your suit though pressed, had small creases. When you entered the room, your stance was as if you were running from something. And whatever it was, Bucky wanted to punch the shit out of it.
He knew you were lying. You were constantly fidgeting with the hem of your shirt while you talked and were avoiding eye contact. But he didn’t speak anything as the meeting continued, he simply stared at you as he did every other day.
“Ask her!” Steve nudged him as they both walked towards the gym to train for the day. “No. I’m not doing that.” Bucky said adamantly. “Oh, come on. You love her. And she isn’t going to know that if you don’t tell her.”
“It’s better if she doesn’t know. She’ll kick me if I tell her I love her, out of the blue.” Steve ran a hand through his hair and sighed. “Buck, don’t be an idiot. You know what I mean. She is clearly disturbed. Go ask her how she feels. Maybe ask her out on a date...”
“How many times should I tell you punk? It’s rather good if she doesn’t know of my affections. She is scared of me. I don’t want to freak her out any more.” Bucky said sounding tired.
Steve opened his mouth to argue but Bucky shut him, “Don’t tell me that she likes me and all. She doesn’t, she is instead scared of me. And I hate it, but I can’t do much.” Bucky’s shoulders hunched as he puffed out a breath.
“Then at least stop staring at her all the time. You think nobody notices but I do.” Steve said with a chuckle. Steve’s tone was not serious, he just wanted to lighten up the mood. But Bucky took it rather seriously.
“I... I try really hard Steve. I try not to be the winter soldier. But I can’t stop staring at her. I really did my best to stop myself. But she is just too captivating to not see...” Bucky was somewhat slipping and Steve didn’t want that.
“Hey, hey. I understand. It’s fine as long as it doesn’t bother her. But just, don’t try to creep her you know. Don’t... don’t follow her or something.” Steve said the last line slowly testing the waters.
Bucky playfully punched Steve on the chest with his flesh hand. “You know I won’t do that, punk!”
You didn’t want to go home. You were too worried as to what would be waiting for you there. Though a small or rather large part of you wanted to meet the person.
You thought about doing extra time at your work. But the whole day Peter and Steve had checked up on you and asked you a million questions. Not that you hated it or something, but you were worried about the truth slipping out.
You had this weird feeling that Bucky was looking at you through the glass. The walls in the tower were made of glass and therefore the entire floor was visible to a person, no matter where he sat. Today Bucky had been in one of the offices not very far from you.
You felt his eyes on you like you did a million other times, but whenever you looked up, he definitely wasn’t looking at you. Maybe it was just your lovesick mind playing games. You had hoped a million times that he would come and at least talk with you, but that day never came. It was clear, he wasn’t interested in you, at all.
Getting out of the building and into the parking area, you sat on your car for some time. You didn’t know what to do or where to go. You thought about going to a restaurant, but then it would be super awkward to go alone.
You still remembered those times when you had decided to treat yourself and went to some high-end restaurants and ended up meeting your acquaintances. The pitiful looks they gave you made you sick. They couldn’t possibly understand that a person could be happy by themselves.
So you just started your car and decided to drive through the streets of New York. Living there for years, you knew the routes with the least traffic. You blasted party songs in your car to lighten up your mood.
As the sun finally set and the stars started twinkling, you decided to buy your dinner at a drive through. After taking your dinner, you finally drove home. You took a deep breath and gathered your courage.
If someone wanted to harm you, the harm would’ve been done by now. You said this to yourself and finally got out of the car. You slowly opened the door to your house and peeked inside. After you confirmed no one was there, you entered.
You placed your keys and purse on the table near the door and walked towards the kitchen counter to place the bag with food. You removed your suit and opened the first two buttons of your shirt.
You were about to launch yourself on the couch when you noticed it. There was no rug. Nor was there any trace of the pancakes or the broken shards of the glass plate. You clenched you jaw; that rug was really expensive and went perfectly with the interior of your house. And whoever this person was, decided to just remove it? Where had he even kept it.
You anger and frustration was increased by the fact that you had to waste your time searching for the rug when instead you could’ve just relaxed. You finally found your rug in your trash. The audacity of this person, you thought.
Was he even sane? You didn’t throw away rugs just because some syrup spilt on it. You really liked that rug but now laying in your trash it was a compete waste. You shook your head and decided to walk upstairs to your room to take a long nice bath.
You wanted to search your house and check, but you were just too tired to do anything. But as you were about to start ascending, your door bell rang. You stood straight for a moment without moving a muscle.
You hadn’t ordered anything nor was anyone visiting you. Then who was it on the other side. You quietly tiptoed to the door and checked through your peephole. It was some delivery guy with a parcel.
You opened the door just a little and stuck your face out. The guy confirmed your name and you nodded. “What is this for?” You asked inquisitively. “I don’t really...” he trailed off as he checked the tag on the parcel. “Oh, it’s a carpet.” He said shaking his head.
Yours was his last delivery and he looked tired. You pouted and definitely must have made a face of dismissal as he continued, “Should I return it?” You shook your head. “Can you tell who has ordered it?” You asked without wasting much time. “Haven’t you ordered it?”
“You know what, just give it to me. Thanks. Have a nice day.” You said as you saw him walking away. He mumbled something back but it was inaudible. You shut the door and walked back in.
You placed the parcel on the floor and stood above it chewing your cheek. After a moment of consideration and you opened the packing only to see a rug very much identical to your previous one.
You shook your head and burst out laughing. Some idiot had thrown away your rug only to buy you a new one. “Are you kidding me?” You said out loud and pressed your hand to your head.
“Who am I even talking to? Are you there, or am I talking to myself? I probably am talking to myself at this moment. I should stop this.” You couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.
You considered for a moment to return the parcel, but then he was the one who had thrown it away in the first place, and he ought to buy you another one. You were actually somewhat skeptical of your own sanity as you were begrudgingly or rather happily accepting his gifts. Should you be afraid and paranoid?
You decided to deal with all these thoughts some other day. You finally did go upstairs to unwind yourself. After having a relaxing shower, you sank down on your couch in your pajamas. You randomly began scrolling through the channels on tv, hoping that maybe you’d wake up tomorrow and know this was all an absurd vivid dream.
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oooh anything loki, peter or bucky!! your writing for them was immaculate
omg bestie thank u 🥺 honestly i have no clue what to write so forgive me if this seems like it’s everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
yan!peter parker x reader
cw // stalking, non-consensual picture taking, yandere behavior, implied kidnapping
thinking of photographer peter parker except !yandere! like he can take pictures of himself going WOOSH as spiderman but he cant take pictures of you without shaking or just completely missing you. like he’ll zoom by ur window to get a look and take a picture but he’s so focused on looking at you that the pictures literally look like he was going 80 mph while taking them. 😭 and dont get me started on his collage. like itadori’s shrine, mf has a whole room dedicated to you. like no inch of that wall is not covered in pictures of you. he will have pictures of you brushing your teeth to pictures of you walking to school to pictures of you sleeping. how does he get these pictures? honestly, no fucking clue. like he stalks you, yeah, but how tf did he get pictures of you in ur bathroom??!?! does he have cameras in your HOME?!?!! 😃.....anyway, for obvious reasons, he would wait till you guys are closer friends to show you the room. you’re gonna be horrified, but peter’s gonna be so proud of himself. he doesnt realize that ur backing out of his collage till he hears ur hand turning the doorknob to fucking bolt.
“y/n? where are you going? i haven’t showed you my favorites yet!”
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❝𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚄𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚘 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠❞
៚Warnings: Yandere themes, language, suggestive stuff, Peter being very mentally unstable, manipulation.
៚Summary: You and Peter have been broken up for some time, and only after you broke up, you realized how manipulative he was. But he wants you back. And he's not going to stop until he gets what he wants.
៚Request: can you please do prompts 12 and 22 from your delusional yandere prompts list with yandere!peter parker, please?
៚A/N: I like the idea of yandere characters so please send requests :)
You were so pretty like this. Your face covered in a stoic, peaceful expression, the New York autumn air blowing gently in through your open window, your thin curtains dancing softly at the stimulation. It was nights like these that Peter liked best.
To watch you from the window was so unfair. He wanted to be in your bed, holding you close, just like he used to, rather than sneak around because you gave him no other choice. It wasn't fair that you looked this perfect, even when you weren't his.
And he was thoroughly convinced that you knew what you were doing. That you knew you teased him, the duvet down, barely covering the hem of your panties as you slept so soundly in your tank top, your nipples apparent through the thin fabric.
He had been slacking on his patrol. But for you, he'd do anything. He was doing you a service. New York did perfectly fine without Spiderman before, so what's the harm in letting just a few more bad guys roam around? This was his kitten. His joy. The source of his happiness.
Everything he ever did for you was out of love. Sure, he disapproved of a majority of your friends and distanced you from them frequently, but he assured you that it was for the best. That he was doing this for you. It was all for you.
But his control didn't stop at friends. It bled into other aspects of your personal life. You couldn't wear certain things. Couldn't talk to certain people, even if they talked to you first. But every time you protested, Peter would always reassure you with his head between your thighs, telling you that nobody could love you like he could. Nobody.
Peter knew how people were; he was sure of it. He had seen it first hand. The monstrosities of New York that could hurt his kitten. And he couldn't have that.
But it could only work for so long. 5 days and 2 hours ago, you finally reached your wit's end, and did something that Peter never thought possible from you. You broke up with him. You tried to tell him that you loved him but you needed space. But Peter was like a boa constrictor, knowing that he could never let you slip away from him; not truly.
So he let you believe it was over. But it wasn't.
Now, there he sat, there in your window, watching over you as the moonlight gleamed on you, making you angelic and fragile. The fragile kitten that he was always so afraid to break.
You suddenly shifted in your sleep, turning away from the light of the window with the looming shadow and now to your wall, murmuring something in your sleep. But then there was what you murmured that made Peter's eyebrows furrow.
It was soft, oh so soft, but he heard it. And he knew what he heard. A name that wasn't his own. He felt betrayed. Red, hot, and boiling. It hurt, it really did. He flashed back to intimate moments with you under him as he begged you to tell him that he was the only one. And that what you said. He was the one the only one.
Without thinking, his mind in autopilot, he approached your bed, a silent panther stalking a lamb before taking his mask off. Pressing the jet black spider on his chest, the suit slid off like melting ice to a pool at his feet.
He silently slipped under the covers as quiet as a mouse, praying you wouldn't wake up. At least not until he was comfortable with you.
As if on queue, once Peter was fully behind you, your back pulled into his chest, you stirred, your eyes fluttering open in childish confusion.
"P-Peter?" you whimpered out, realizing the warm weight on your waist.
"Hey Kitten," he smiled as you turned around in horror, "Did you miss me? Because I really missed you."
You were stunned, frozen in place, not daring to move. Too frightened. It was as if you were jinxed by the gods, the one man you never wanted to see again now holding you close as if you hadn't been broken up for as long as you had been.
You didn't know what to do. You silently started mapping out an escape. You couldn't use strength, he beat you 0 to 10 on that one. You needed to use your wits.
"H-Hey Peter. Of course, I missed you," you lied through your teeth as you turned over and snuggled (begrudgingly) into his nude chest, and he almost purred in excitement, your soft facade working like a charm.
"Aw, I'm so glad to hear that, baby. I missed holding you like this. You really are my perfect girl, huh?"
When you were a couple, the praise would melt you. Have you running back for more. But now, you were like stone. You knew what he was doing. And it didn't work on you anymore.
"You treated me like such a stranger... I would wave to you in the halls but you never did anything back." he almost whined, "It felt so wrong."
"Sorry... I just," you swallowed, trying your best not to freeze up in fear, "I had to get to my classes. Have s-such a busy schedule, you know?"
Peter went rigid and cold, his grip on you tightening making you silently wince.
"Our love comes first. Everything else is secondary." he gritted, acting as if it were common knowledge. His tone was dark; a warning.
You nodded and added on a barely audible 'sorry' as you hid against him.
If you really were to get out, where would you go? There really was no other place in the world where he couldn't find you. He could out-run you as well. Escape now seemed like a hopeless, fleeting motion as you sunk lower against the mattress in defeat. A surrender.
"Get your rest, kitten. When we wake up, we're going to have so much fun...,"
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Ok so idk if you wanna do this (it’s fine if you don’t) but I was watching wandavision(I’m late to the party) and was wondering, what if Peter s/o (or crush) died during the blip or the endgame, and after meeting mystrio, used mystrio tech to create a false reality where y/n was alive to cope with her death? (Maybe he finally snapped after seeing her die?)
of course! and thank you so much for requesting! :)
Yandere! Peter Parker Creating a False Reality after the Blip 🖤
•after the whole blip situation and you being apart of the blip, peter had just shut down. he couldn’t handle that face that he had lost you.
•he would just lock himself away for days on end, only walking out for food or the bathroom. he wouldn’t even go to school. peter blamed himself for you death, which he shouldn’t of.
•his friends had then convinced him after a couple years to go on this field trip, which he reluctantly agreed to, figuring he should try to move on.
•on that field trip, he had met quentin beck, aka mysterio, and knew about his powers and what he could do.
•peter had then realized he could get a new start. a new start with you and finally get you back after all these years without you. he had just had to have you again.
•one day, he had convinced quentin to pretty much give him his technology to create this false reality to get you back. and he of course gave peter this technology.
•quentin had then decided to give peter lessons on how to use it/how to control it and peter understood it right away. he was finally getting his happy life with you that he’s been waiting for.
•once he was in that open space, he had created this false reality with a house that seemed farther away from society.
•when peter saw you, it was like his old self again and he finally had you after not being able to see you for what seemed like forever.
•you were just your old self again, just like how peter had wanted. he wanted you to be perfect, even though you already were.
•now that he has you again, no one else would ever interfere with his reality and no one would ever ruin this for him. ever.
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lets talk about yandere peter parker.
tw // kidnapping, isolation, starvation, yandere behavior
yan peter is so hell-bent on getting you to love him that he’d go to any extremes to show you this. like kidnapping is one thing, but he’ll do little picnics and dinner dates with food he knows you’ll like. the only time you get let out of your bedroom prison is for the dates, so you look forward to them too 😭 anyway he knows you like this specific food, so when you refuse to eat, he understands that ur just being stubborn. its okay, if you dont want to eat, you dont have to, but that means ur not getting ur usual meal either, so u go to bed hungry. after a couple more times of rejecting peter, he’ll get angry and leave you alone for d a y s. you know he’s there, since yk its his home, but like he wont come in to force-cuddle, or little dinner dates, or just see u. he’s hurt :( poor peter is hurt by ur constant rejection and he so he realized to make you understand his love, you have to understand the pain u put him through :) so yeah, ur left alone, in the dark with nothing but ur thoughts 😃 after a week, peter would forgive you, but by then, ur desperate for food and human interaction that you have no more strength to fight back. so yeah technically, peter accidentally got you to “love him” 😛
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would you maybe write something for a yan!peter parker? maybe where he views the reader as like too fragile and just needs to be protected?? if not that’s totally fine!!
tw // stalking, yandere tendencies, mentions of picture-taking, slight mentions of PSTD, mentions of kidnapping
hiii!! thank you for requesting!! and of course, i’m always ready to write some peter parker. you know whats weird? i was just thinking about tom holland when i saw your request loll
· ok so peter’s worst fear is losing you
· like he’s lost so many people in his life, that if he lost you, he’d snap
· so when he realized that you were small and cute and he wants to just hold you and keep you safe and protected from everyone…he didn’t know what to do
· you guys probably go to the same school and are probably from completely different social cliques too
· so since you don’t know him
· he’s free to follow you in the halls and you won’t even know
· peter always sees you hiding behind your friends and stuttering as you answer questions
· he’s probably swooning about you to Ned.
· “did you hear how she answered the question?”
· in his mind, you would break from one wrong move
· so he always makes sure that spidey keeps an eye on you too
· he goes out as spiderman and keeps watch as you go home or go grocery shopping
· you always have this weird feeling that you’re being watched but spiderman’s careful to not be seen
· sometimes when nothing is happening in the city, he’ll just watch you at your house just to make sure that you’re safe
· peter can’t do much except always keep an eye on you as spidey or make sure no one’s bothering you at school.
· if you two ever meet, he might get the chance to install cameras, yk… to make sure you’re okay
· but the chance you two will meet is low
· until he moves out of course.
· getting a place of his own might motivate him to completely protect you
· but other than that, he just stalks you, takes pictures of you, makes sure that no one hurts you
· he somehow also gets EDITH to help him keep an eye on u, going as far as getting them to give him constant updates on you
· peter parker is your clingy, paranoid, and cute stalker <3
anywayyy idk if this is what you asked for but i think i spiraled halfway through this because i was making a birthday slideshow for my best friend lmao … hope you enjoyed ly <3
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Helllooo to help celebrate for hitting 400 followers, here is a yandere alphabet (it will be shown below). Please request characters for me to do this with.
List of characters/series I'll do this with;
DBD(Dead by Daylight)
Red Vs Blue
My Hero Academia
American horror story
The Yandere Alphabet (each character requested will get the full alphabet
Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?
Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?
Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?
Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?
Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?
Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?
Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?
Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?
Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?
Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?
Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?
Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
Patience: How patient are they with their darling?
Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?
Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?
Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?
Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?
Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?
Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?
Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?
Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?
Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
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Comparing Yandere Avengers (Headcanons/Preferences) [Part 2]
Warning: Mentions of Yandere elements, jealousy, and obsession. NONE of the violent or invasive acts depicted in this work should be done or encouraged in real life. I don’t personally condone or support Yandere/dark behavior in real life — it’s not normal and shouldn’t be tolerated.
Aged-Up Peter (18+)
Note: Happy Valentine’s Day! I have another fic that I’ll try to post before the day is up :)
*This is Part 2*
Going back to the comment in Part 1 about Peter Parker being creepy... he’s definitely the lovesick puppy type who always wants to be help you or be with you in some way. He’d also make it a goal to “check” on you before and after he did his rounds as Spider-Man.
Peter can be a lot to deal with because he loves talking to anyone and everyone, so it’s going to increase tenfold around you.
One of the good things about him is that he‘ll definitely never hurt you on purpose. Yell at him, ignore him... all he’ll ever do is beg you to be nice to him or mope.
Another perk of having Peter as a Yandere is that he’ll do or give you whatever you want. He’s perpetually broke, but he’d sell his precious legos in a millisecond if he knew you wanted something.
Speaking of buying you stuff, Tony Stark is the KING of trying to buy your affection.
It can be kind of hard to refuse him because he just has so much to offer (and by extension manipulate you with).
Promotions, jewelry, technology, company shares, vacations, they’re all as good as yours.
Tony and Peter are honestly very similar.
They can both be very frustrating because they constantly crave affection and attention.
They tend to go about it in different ways though.
Tony will usually pop in to wherever you are and try to annoy you with his meddling, sarcastic little comments, and jokes.
Peter won’t leave you alone under the guise of wanting to be around you just in case you need his help with something.
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Thank you for 100 followers!!
So in celebration of hitting 100 followers I want to do the NSFW alphabet thingy. If you dont know what it is, its basically a smut head cannon list in alphabetical order. (It will be shown at the bottom of this).
Please tell me what people I should do this with, here is a list of the people I'm willing to write about. If there is a character/series I have not listed but want to suggest then please dont be afraid to suggest them anyway. And I'm doing the whole alphabet for the characters.
My Hero Academia
Ouran Highschool Host Club
Peter Parker aka Spiderman
Obey Me; Shall We Date
Mr. Love; Queens Choice
Detroit Become Human
The NSFW Alphabet
A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)
B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)
C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)
D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)
E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)
F= Favorite position
G= Goofy (how serious are they)
H= Hair (grooming habits)
I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)
J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)
K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)
L= Location (where they like to get it on)
M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)
N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)
O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)
P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)
Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)
R= Risk (do they like to try new things)
S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)
T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)
U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)
V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)
W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)
X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)
Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)
Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)
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Yandere Peter Parker x Male! Reader
A/N: Peter is 18 in this fic. Just to let everyone know, and I've decided to write a Yandere fic with him, since there is like one other one with a male reader.
Peter Parker can't stop staring at you.
Across the cafeteria, you sat with the other popular kids since you were the most popular guy in the entire school.
The sunlight beamed down on you through the cafeteria windows and Peter was mesmerized by your beauty. With your amazing H/C hair that always looks so soft and touchable, and your beautiful E/C eyes that always light up when you are making others laugh, or even just speaking to people. You were so handsome. More handsome than many male models today.
"Dude you need to stop staring. It's kinda creepy." Ned spoke up from beside him, watching as his best friend couldn't take his eyes off of you.
"Too late for that. It's already creepy." MJ commented, seeing the daze that Peter was in, and Peter looked down at his tray, blushing slightly from being caught.
I know, I just can't help myself sometimes." Peter admitted.
He peeked over at you only to end up locking eyes with you.
He wanted to smile at you, but Peter was too nervous and ended up talking to Ned, and occasionally MJ.
You stood up from your seat and started walking in the direction of where Peter and his friends were sitting.
Ned noticed this and nudged Peter shoulder, "Dude, is Y/N walking over to our table?" He questioned and Peter looked over to see that you were walking in there direction, "He is! Jeez, Peter. You pissed off the most popular guy in school from staring at him too much! He is gonna kill us now!" Ned exclaimed, panicky as MJ kicked him underneath the table.
Chill out, losers." MJ suggested as you sat down in front of Peter, next to MJ with a bright smile on your face directed at Peter who heart skipped a beat when you smiled at him like that.
"Uh, hey. Parker, right?"
"Yeah, that's me! Peter Parker. Or just Peter. Or Parker. Either one is just fine. You can call me whatever you like." Peter rambled on, blushing slightly. He was ruining his chance to talk to his crush.
Ned and MJ mentally facepalmed while you just chuckled at Peter's nervousness.
"Okay. Anyways, I was wondering if you could help me with my chemistry work? I'm failing his class and if I don't get at least a B on the next test, my parents will definitely kill me."
Of course I could help you!" Peter responded enthusiastically.
Ever since that day in the cafeteria, Peter has been talking to you a lot when you weren't with your friends. And he loved every second he got to spend with you.
Ned and MJ have gotten to know you a little better and they all realized that you weren't like majority of your friends. You were very popular, but you weren't a dick like most of your friends, and you were very sweet and kind to everyone, even the nerds of Midtown High. MJ and Ned could see why Peter fell for you so hard. You were absolutely perfect.
You've even managed to get Flash to stop messing with Peter. He even came up to Peter and apologized to him, but still tormented other nerds around the school.
Peter's obsession grew the more time he spent with you. He even resorted to taking pictures of you from afar. Whether he was out with you at his apartment and you accidentally fell asleep, or him watching you from afar as Spiderman.
He even asked you about Spiderman one day. He was desperate to know what you thought of him. How you perceived him and if he was your favorite superhero.
"I like Spiderman a lot. I admire him for saving people's lives, you know? And he seems so young to be fighting crimes and mischief. That takes a lot of bravery and I respect that. An added bonus is that I bet he's pretty cute under that mask."
You though that Peter, or Spiderman more specifically was cute.
This confirmed that you were into guys and that he had a chance with you. And now, Peter would have to try things to gain your affection.
Lately, Peter has been so caught up in a daze with you, enjoying conversations that he has been having with you that he doesn't even realize that it has all been about your friend, Megan. That any questions you asked him, somehow your friend Megan popped up in the conversation and you would always compare similarities between the two.
It wasn't until late at night that he realized a few things.
One, that you were one of the smartest kids in Midtown High and that you never gotten below a B on a test, or in any class which made no sense for you to ask him for help.
And two, the only reason you talked him was because Megan was your best friend and had a crush on him.
You didn't need help with Chemistry. Just wanted to help your friend.
Would you even continue to talk to Peter? Would you stop speaking to him once you realize that he isn't interested in your best friend, but interested in you?
Peter wouldn't let that happen. Don't think that you can cut him off, or stop speaking to him because he won't allow that.
And he would make sure of that.
"Pick me up in about an hour, okay?" You told your driver, and family's personal assistant and butler, Sebastian who nodded his head.
"I will be back in one hour, Mr. L/N."
"Sebastian," You sighed, "I told you to just call me Y/N. You don't need to be so formal all the time and my parents aren't here right now." You reminded him.
Sebastian shook his head, "It is common courtesy for me to address someone as wealthy as you are formally. I will be back in exactly one hour, Mr. L/N."
He took off and you stared at the car heading down the road.
Gosh, you wish he would stop calling you by your last name. You viewed him as a friend, someone who you can talk to about anything and nothing. You wished that he would at least call you by your first name.
Shaking your head, you walked inside the studio where you will be taking photoshoots.
Your parents decided that you were model worthy and signed you up for modeling classes where you were allowed to take photoshoots and even let artist's draw you.
Honestly, you didn't mind the photoshoots and drawings of you. You loved being in front of the cameras. You would always light up when those cameras are on you, as the flash takes the picture. You were very photogenic. Everyone always told you that, and you knew that yourself, too.
Now, you didn't know if you wanted that for a career because of everything that comes with being famous, but it's definitely an option for you.
"Y/N!" A familiar voice shouted from behind.
You whipped around and a smile broke out onto your features, "Hey Michael!"
Michael was the one who monitors all the photoshoots and drawings you model for. And he was an awesome friend to you as well.
"Ready to start? You only got one photoshoot today." He told you.
Only one? Cool, so you didn't have to stay for an hour. You could go home, or to Parker's house. You really liked the little nerd.
"Yes! Let's get started."
After 45 minutes of pictures and changing outfits, you were finished.
This had to be one of the quickest photoshoots you've had in a while.
Since Sebastian would be here in about 15 minutes, you decided to head to the cafe across the street and for some strange reason, you felt an uneasy feeling. Like someone was watching you. The same feeling you felt when you were at your photoshoot.
You glanced wearily over your shoulder and looked all around, but only seeing people walking down the streets of New York, trying to get to their destination.
You started walking across the street and didn't even see the speeding car, flying down the road at top speed.
"Look out!" Someone shouted.
You looked to your left and saw a car coming your way quick. You knew that you wouldn't be able to out run this fast car, so you shut your eyes and covered your head, waiting for the initial impact.
Before the car could hit you, web shooters could be heard in the distance and someone picked you up and flew you into an alley.
Once you were set down on the ground, you blinked, jaw agape. Standing before you was no other than Spiderman.
"Are you okay? You're not hurt, are you?" Spiderman asked and you shook your head.
You didn't know why he sounded so familiar.
"I'm fine," You told him as he kept his arms around your body. You thought he would have let go, but you didn't mind all that much if you were being honest, "You may not know this, but I admire you a lot."
"I know. Peter told me!" Spiderman said enthusiastically.
"Peter? As in Peter Parker?" You questioned and he nodded.
"Yeah! Since he's Mr. Stark's intern, I see him around the tower a lot." He replied.
"Well, isn't he a lucky guy." You stated, and Peter started sweating slightly under the mask.
Having you this close to him with his arms still wrapped around you made him want to push you up against the wall and kiss you deeply. Peter could smell your shampoo in your hair and it smelled absolutely amazing. He wanted for the both of you to stay this way forever and never let you go, but he needed to figure out how to get you to like him as Peter and not just Spiderman.
He untangled himself from you, "Well, I'm glad that you're okay and make sure to get home safely. I have to go now." He was about to leave when you latched onto his wrist and he turned to stare at you questionably.
"Wait a second, I wanna do something." You removed your hand from his wrist and started trying to remove his mask as he grabs your wrist, and you could see him gulp through the mask.
"I don't want you to know my identity." He muttered.
"Don't worry about that." You replied, "I won't see your face." You reassured him and he released your arm. You pulled up his mask, so that his lips were the only thing that was shown.
Peter's heart started beating faster and faster as you started leaning in. This is everything that Peter wanted. To feel your soft lips against his. He leaned in closer as you did the same and finally, Peter's lips met yours.
The warmth of your mouth sent a shiver down Peter's spine. You threw your arms around Spiderman's neck as he pulled you closer, deepening the kiss.
You've imagined kissing Spiderman before, but in a totally different way. You imagined him hanging upside down as you kissed him in the rain, but this was so much better.
You broke the kiss after sometime, much to Peter's dismay. He wanted to keep kissing you, claiming your lips as his own, but this would have to do for now.
"See you around, Spiderman."
Spiderman took off into the sky and for the entire day, he had a huge grin plastered on his face. Peter kissed you. He kissed the guy who he is practically obsessed with.
Peter babbled to MJ and Ned that the two of you kissed and were now dating.
That kiss made Peter delusional. He was stuck in his delusional that the two of you were together since you kissed him as Spiderman. To him, that kiss was a symbol that you two were made for each other.
The day after the kiss happened when you two were at school, Peter went to his locker and saw you talking to Megan and Tessa about you meeting Spiderman.
He decided to listen in.
"Wait, you kissed Spiderman?" Tessa questioned happily as you nodded.
"Yes, and it was absolutely amazing." You grinned at the blonde and brunette.
"Are you guys dating?!" Megan asked, squealing along with Tessa.
You just shook your head, "No. It was just a kiss, that's all." You replied as both of them let of sighs and stopped squealing, "But, I plan on finding out who he is and asking him out."
Peter didn't understand. The two of you were dating. Why would you need to ask him out?
"Ugh, why is everyone dating someone expect me?" Megan said, leaning against the locker and you let out a sigh.
"Okay, I tell you what. As soon as i get Spiderman to go out with me. I will make sure that you win Parker's heart."
"Really?" Megan asked. The frown that was on her face was replaced with a small hopeful smile.
"Sure, I'll play cupid for you guys." You said, putting your books in your bag and shutting your locker as Tessa grabs both you and Megan's arm.
"We can talk about this later. Let's go meet up with Ryder and Rahim before class starts." Tessa dragged you both down the hall and Peter stared at your retreating figure, enraged.
This wasn't how it was suppose to happen. You were suppose to like Peter, not Spiderman. And you were still trying to set him up with your friend? Peter didn't want to do this, but he had no choice. He had to take you for himself and he would use Spiderman to do it.
When nightfall came, you stood in an alley, hoping that Spiderman would pop on by. When he didn't come, you thought that he was probably out fighting crime and was about to leave when Spiderman popped down in front of you.
You were about to greet him when he puts a cloth over your mouth. You're eyes went wide and passed out a few seconds later from inhaling it.
You awoke slowly and felt someone's arms around you.
Glancing over you shoulder, you saw Spiderman with his mask only covering part of his face. His lips being the only thing shown.
You tried to be as quick as possible, hoping to get away from this masked monster that you once called a hero, and ever admired.
You squirmed in his arms, trying to get free. But his grip was tight. There was no way he should be this strong. You worked out three times a week, but this was a superhero.
He awoke because of your squirming and pulled you closer to his chest, kissing you on the forehead.
"You don't have to be scared, Y/N. I'll take good care of you." He muttered lovingly which made you sick, pulling you closer if that was even possible.
"You need to let me go, pal!" You demanded, the rope burning your wrist and ankles as you kept trying to get out of this.
He shook his hand, caressing your face as his eyes softened, moving forward and pressing his lips against yours.
"Don't worry, Y/N. You will love me in time. We are meant to be together. I knew it ever since you kissed me that day in the alley. When your lips were upon might, I felt a spark that I've never felt before with anyone. You're gonna be with me the way I knew you would."
This was crazy. This man was suppose to be a superhero. The friendly neighborhood Spiderman. He wasn't suppose to be a deranged person who kidnaps innocent good lookin' people.
Sometimes, you hated being so hot.
Spiderman left, saying that he had to help people in the neighborhood. What, help kidnap more people?
As soon as he left you in whatever place you were being held, you reached for one of your boots on the floor and pulled out a knife that you kept hidden in the bottom part. You were very lucky to have worn these boots today.
Once the ropes were off, you fiddled with the lock on the door that wouldn't open. Once that didn't work, you didn't the only thing you could think of.
"Somebody help me!" You kept screaming as you banged on the warehouse door.
"Y/N? Are you in here?" That voice. You knew that voice all too well.
"Parker? Is that you?" You questioned.
Peter opened the door to the warehouse and you ran outside, pulling him into a bone crushing hug.
"Thank you so much, Parker!"
Peter wrapped him arms around you, a smirk plastered on his face.
It's all working according to plan.
He pulled back and looked at you, concern showing on his face, "What happened to you? And why are you in a warehouse all alone at night?" He asked.
"I'll tell you everything at your apartment." You replied.
Arriving at the apartment, you told Peter everything once you were settled in his room. Peter pretended to be shocked and asked if you were okay. You told him your were fine and was about to call Sebastian to come pick you up when Peter asked if you wanted to stay the night.
You wanted to tell your parents what happened because they would make sure that Spiderman never saw the light of day since they are pretty powerful people, but you were drained so you accepted his offer.
He offered you his bed and went to sleep on the floor when you stopped him by grabbing his hand.
"You can sleep in the bed with me, you know? Were both guys, so there isn't anything weird about that and that way you don't have to sleep on the floor."
Peter definitely said yes and crawled into the bed next to you.
"Thanks for saving my life again and I'm gonna take you out to show you my appreciation." You murmured.
You fell asleep in a few mintues as Peter watched over you and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer.
This was a victory for Peter because you would now love him for saving your life.
"You're mine, Y/N and I'm never letting you go." He whispered in your ear.
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Heeellooo Can I get romantic!yandere!Eddie/venom x reader please? Reader is stressed and works themselves up to the point where they faint. Like reader's pulse is fast n their skin is pale and clammy and they are out cold. Thanksss chuuuuu heheheeheh
For the Faint of Heart
How many times had Eddie told you to prioritize your time better when you were working? He knew you got too caught up in what you were doing that you would just forget but then you would become overwhelmed and overworked like you have been plenty of times before. To say Eddie wasn’t surprised when he got a call from one of your coworkers saying you had fainted at work was an understatement. He was expecting it to say the least.
He knew you better then you knew yourself and he knew that something like this was bound to happen again. But that didn’t make him any less worried and Venom certainly wasn’t helping with the symbiotes own anxiety and worries were added to the cocktail of emotions Eddie was currently feeling.
‘What if you had hit your head when you fainted?’
‘What if you fainted while you were going up or down the stairs?’
‘What if this was more than just you fainting?’
Eddie’s mind was swimming with questions and worries. His and Venom’s anxieties were mixing and only making him feel even worse. He just wanted to see that you were okay and get you home. He just wanted to see you. Rushing through the hospital, Eddie made his way to the room where the nurse at the desk said you would be.
Once he sees you, Eddie and Venom can feel some of the tension and anxiety leave them. It’s especially nice seeing you awake and aware. You’re obviously very tired and you looked pale, but you still smiled at him, at them. And his heart skipped a beat.
Quickly walking in and enveloping you into his arms, Eddie inhales your scent before kissing you on the forehead. Pulling away he looks you over, finding no real injuries at least nothing he could see.
“You had us really worried, baby. Are you okay?” He was panting, out of breath from running and rushing to be by your side. He was so relieved to see you were okay, they both were, even if you were tired. Pulling up a chair, he sets it across you and your place on the hospital bed. Grabbing ahold of your hand, rubbing it as you explain what the doctors had told you.
“They said it’s nothing serious but I will be on bed rest for a few days and that I shouldn’t be working while I’m trying to rest. Also, I’ve been given a few extra days off from work, a forced vacation I guess you could say.”
Eddie couldn’t have been happier to here those words leave your lips. He was so relieved that you would need to be away from that hellish workplace.
“Well, doctors orders right?” He joked.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Besides it would be nice to spend some extra time with you and Venom, especially with work not being in the way for awhile.” You laughed.
‘I like the sound of that, Eddie. Don’t you?’ Venom’s voice cuts in, making itself loud and clear.
‘That does sound nice, doesn’t it? And maybe this time we won’t have to let them leave again. We can take care of them after all.’
‘Yes. We will keep them safe always, Eddie. You and I. Together. It will only be the three of us.’
‘Just the three of us....’
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So spider man themed idea. Yandere Mr. Negative. Because of his whole corruption thing what ever pedestal you have over him he can easily bring you down to his level. He could drive someone to be as obsessed as he is with them back to himself. Thoughts?
I agree. He would definitely use his corruption ability to his advantage as Mister Negative but as Martin, he just wants to be good to and take care of his darling. Mister Negative is possessive and will use their corrupted state to keep total control over them. He would certainly be a scary one.
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(Set in my "Raimiverse version of Sins Past AU") How about a 'love' letter from Norman that basically goes like "I found out about you hiding your pregnancy and now you and anyone close to you are royally ****ed."
You didn’t really think I wouldn’t find out what you’ve been hiding, did you? I know everything about you after all. Does your family even know? Does Parker? No, you wouldn’t tell them, not yet. Not if it meant endangering them anymore then they already were, right?
I don’t need to tell you how powerful I am, you already know. We’ve been through enough, haven’t we? Why don’t I give you the chance to make it all right? Why don’t you come to me and we can make it all better? We can be a family. We can be together.
But if you choose not to then everything that comes after is all on you. I will have you back and I will be a father to our child. You can run. You can hide. You can even get Spider-man involved, but that won’t stop me.
I will find you and I will have you again. Anyone who comes in the way of that will suffer.
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General Yandere Harry Osborn Headcanon
x gender neutral reader
Warning:dark fic, kidnapping, noncon/dubcon, daddy kink, stalker.
Hasn't been edited, trust me theres grammar mistakes
Harry doesn't get infatuated with anyone that easy, considering his status.
At a young age his father engraved in his head that anyone ever interested in him was just in it for the money and fame. And there were many people that tried to befriend him, expecting something in return.
So, he gave them something.
Giving them hope that they succeed and that he trusts them, but unexpectedly dropping them in the most embarrassing way. Making sure they wouldn't show their face around him ever again.
That's how his life mostly went, hooking up with people, and dropping them for tabloids to see. Causing chaos wherever he went. After all, they wanted something from him and they should be grateful for the experience he put them through.
Now imagine his suprise when he tried to get you in his bed, and you refuse his offer. You didn't want anything to do with him. You didnt want the money, and insultingly you didn't want the experience to fuck each other. You didn't even want to be around him, because you knew of his reputation.
That interaction just intrigued him even more. He tried to bribe you with anything he could, buying you stuff that he leaves at your apartment and at work.
He hacks into security cameras all for the sake of seeing your expression when you see the gifts.
The audacity of you rolling you're eyes at the gifts, pissed him off. Later on he finds out that you donate the stuff he buys you, to charity.
Harry soon became obsessed with you.
Stalking you on security cameras and on social media on his spare time. Always knowing your location at any time of the day. And he may or not have jerked off with the pictures of you from instagram a few many times.
This little routine of him and yours soon made Harry think that you two were dating, it's just long distance dating.
Eventually something in him snapped.
The trigger might have been when his hormones were high as he sees someone flirting with you that makes him take drastic measures and kiddnap you.
It could have been a coworker of yours that talked to you a bit longer then they should have, or it was a stranger that looked at you too long, and smiled at you that was a bit too friendly to Harry's eyes. Which triggered his insecurity of you being taken away and leave him all alone.
When he kiddnaps you into his penthouse, he has you laid out in his bed dressed up as a cute little kid. (Cuz let's be honest Harry has some daddy issues that will never leave him alone.)
Depending on your reaction of the kidnapping will determine how 'old' you will be dressed.
If you react violently to his advances, he would be treating you like a baby. You would be nude except for a diaper on. Coincidentally he had a high chair for you that perfectly straps you in.
He makes you depend on him. He feeds and changes you when its necessary but never letting you do a thing.
If you become disobedient he'll punish you by whipping your ass with a belt. Now if you keep on being a disobedient child, he'll strap you on that high chair with a vibrator stuck between your thighs, on its highest setting for at least a whole day. The worst part is that you wouldn't be able to move with how tight he strapped you in. He controls the friction you can have with the vibrator and he wanted you withering and begging for more.
It might have been a punishment for you, but damn was it a reward for him. Hearing you moan, cry, whimper, and just begging for him to stop or to give you more, just made him want to fuck you himself.
He'll restrain himself, just barely. He wants to be a good daddy to you everything his father wasn't to him. So he will wait until you learned your lesson and matured from it so that he could fuck you as a reward.
For that to happen, all you had to do was be a good little child. He would slowly age you up and would dress you in more appropriate clothing for your settled age until you could be a grown up.
Now if you dont react too badly to his advances he would be treating you like your age, but papering you a lot.
He still does everything for you, as he still doesnt want you to do anything.
He only wanted you to call him daddy no matter what.
You still wouldn't be wearing much clothing but only your garments, that is until you start acting like a brat.
Then he would treat you as one, bending you over his knee and slapping your ass until it was red and sobs could only be coming out of your mouth.
Afterwards he would be treating you as if nothing happend. He would only make you sit on hard surfaces for a week, as a reminder of what happens when you don't stay in line.
Other then that he would definitely be fucking you 24/7. Any chance he gets.
Plus he wants to fuck you on every surface of his penthouse. The wall, kitchen, tables, floor, bathroom, even against the window for anyone to see.
He loves restraining you too. Loves the fact you're at his mercy, as he wouldnt be holding back on his urges on you. He loves making you cum, overstimulating you every single day.
His sweet baby, all naked and needing to be used as soon as he gets home.
He doesn't let you leave the penthouse. At all, if you get anywhere near the door and you'll find yourself being fucked senseless on it. Passed out from the very rough sex and waking up on the bed with Harry still going at it.
Harry is a very possessive man.
Word must have gotten out that Harry Osborn was dating someone and one paparazzi was desperate to find out who. The guy someone how made it in to Harry's penthouse and found you tired up on the bed, moaning. The guy had his pants unbuckled and was about to fuck you, but lucky for you, Harry got a security alert of someone entering the penthouse and was over there in a flash.
And oh boy, you had no clue what happend to the guy you just remembered Harry's enraged face as he beated him to ground. Afterwards there was a rough possessive sex of Harry calling you his and his to fuck.
Later on, on the news you heared of a man who was just laying dead outside an alleyway with no leads on who the suspect was.
I dont think there would ever be a day where you could walk right. Especially not with out falling, which works to his desire.
Making sure it's only just him that you care and need. Dependent on him so you would never leave.
When you Harry turned into the Green Goblin, he was technically still the same to your eyes.
He still fucked you it was just more rough. He bruised you legs durring sex that it hurts to walk or even to stand.
Your daddy and baby role basically switches to master and slave.
He deep throats you a lot more, making you swallow each load of cum. Hell everytime he cums on you, he would spread it all over your body as if it was lotion.
You figured it was some sort of claiming mark on you.
And even though he changed appearances, his goal of keeping you with him didn't. Soon enough it was just second nature to be dependent on him.
He was over the moon when that happen because he finally had someone who returned his feelings that didn't involve the money and fame, just him.
That's how it will always will be.
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