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random-yandere-fandom · 2 years

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May I request Tendou Satori and Meilodas with a s/o who does not care that he is a yandere but sets some ground rules like no kidnapping her but other than that they fine with it.

Wooohoooooo! My first Haikyuu request! I am thrilled! Hell yeah!

Also, I added Ban to this request since I’ve been itching to write for him for a while now. Hope you don’t mind, enjoy~

Yandere Tendou with a darling who sets ground rules

The moment you ask to speak with him he is nervous wreck, barely hiding apprehensiveness. The two of you haven’t been together for very long and you looked quite serious, it doesn’t take much for Tendou to assume the worst case scenario. He’ll try to joke about it, his fidgeting giving him away as he awaits your reaction. Surely you would glare at him now, disliking the fact that he would joke as you would break up with him. He sighs in relief when you instead give an amused smile, reassuring him that it’s nothing bad but something that still needs to be discussed.

You sit him down across from you and suddenly he feels as if he was about to be interrogated, your gaze fixed on him and gauging his reactions. Your former comfort is the only thing keeping him sane in that moment as he tries not to move around too much. You start the conversation with a clear statement that leaves him stunned. Explaining that you knew of his obsessive and even stalker habits you watch as he starts sputtering, his mind in overdrive as he tries to come up with an excuse. Before he can continue you stop him, explaining that while you were not particularly worried about his behavior you still wished to set a few ground rules. You go on to tell him that you have thought about which rules to set for a long time and that this relationship is important to you - he can’t help but blush as you do the same at admitting the sentiment so early in the relationship - which is why you decided to do this.

Tendou listens attentively while you recite each rule, thankful that you want to be with him despite his habits, adding a comment here and there, agreeing to each point you make. It’s noticeable that you put a lot of effort into this and he can’t help but feel blessed that you are working so hard to make this relationship strive. Though he does find some rules ridiculous, he would never kidnap you, even if he could see the advantages of such an action. Still, if you feel better with this he has no choice but to comply, that is the least he can do.

Once you are finished you smile, satisfied with this talk. As your boyfriend sits up he confesses how worried he was before wrapping his arms around you, hugging you tightly as he whispers a thanks for wanting to be with him despite everything. He is close to tears at that point, relief and happiness that you accept him almost overwhelming him.

From then on he can’t help but put you even more on a pedestal, admiring you and practically suffocating you with affection. He feels so much more relaxed now, even when he sometimes falls back into his insecurities, the reassurance that you love him so much and feel comfortable enough to openly communicate your boundaries pulls him right back up. He follows your rules, too, careful to always keep them in mind even if it is hard sometimes, the struggle is worth it.

Yandere Meliodas with a darling who sets ground rules

Setting some rules with him is not a choice but more of a necessity, this guy is possessive and protective to a fault and is not ashamed of it. He might hide it behind a cheerful attitude and apologize to you if he does anything he considers drastic but that has never stopped him from acting on his urges. You will need to talk to him as soon as you notice his behavior or otherwise you risk getting kidnapped and forced to travel with him.

He’ll don a neutral face when you start the conversation, expression unreadable as he listens to your demands while he contemplates how to answer. He’ll pretend to be embarrassed that you noticed his intentions but the facade isn’t hard to look through as he avoids agreeing with you. Gaze averting he chuckles nervously as you tell him to focus as this is important to you. It’s not his objective to upset you and so he slowly starts to refute some of the arguments, making sure to promise to comply to some of the rules to keep you calm.

Meliodas was planning to woo you, there is no question that this is not what he planned and expected to happen. Though he does feel relieved that you seem to accept him nonetheless, thankful that there is at least one good thing about this.

When he won’t outright agree with everything you keep pushing him, making his nonchalant smile disappear as he becomes serious, explaining that following these rules could even endanger you, the safest place for you to be is beside him and sometimes you would have to travel for that. Depending on when this is all taking place there is the option though that the Seven Deadly Sins are finally accepted in the kingdom again and so the topic of maybe settling down with you crosses his mind. He does not bring it up, not yet at least and changes the topic, distracting you in some way or another.

Meliodas is not planning to simply dismiss your feeling though and he even feels impressed that you are so open with him, glad that you trust him so much. He’ll try his best to follow your rules and you notice, the smile and small thank you each time convincing him that doing so is a good thing. However, there will be times that he judges that he simply has to break one or two rules and while regrettable he won’t hesitate to do so, apologizing afterwards and leaving you alone to cool off if you wish so, understanding that he upset you.

Yandere Ban with a darling who sets ground rules

Similar to Meliodas, setting some rules is a must with Ban, his possessiveness being almost insufferable and his protectiveness more often than not feeling overwhelming along with his clinginess making it hard to get stuff done. Sure there are times where he is off to fight but even then there is not much you can do. His controlling behavior stems from his worry for you though and it’s hard to say no to him with his damn smile.

When you set your boundaries he is seriously paying attention, head resting on his hand and his gaze set on you, patiently waiting for you to finish. He can’t help but crack a smile, finding it quite adorable and lovable that despite you telling him off for some stuff, you still make it clear that you love and appreciate him and that you only wish for him to tone it down a bit. Seeing as you are most likely travelling with him either way kidnapping is unnecessary but instead you ask him to give you some room to breathe along with thinking twice before harming some strangers just because they treated you in some way that Ban decided wasn’t polite enough.

The guy is very well aware that his demeanor up till now was anything but normal and that something like this was due some time. As such, he is already prepared to answer, grinning and asking you if you don’t like him being so affectionate in a teasing tone as he leans dangerously close, gleefully noting your bashful expression and you denying that claim before leaning back and turning serious. Above all else Ban wants you to be comfortable and safe around him and he takes it as a good sign that you are so honest with him, despite the slight annoyance that he might have to hold back a bit now.

He’ll agree to your terms, admitting that he actually expected you to address this sooner or later. There will be times that he won’t follow the rules however and he tells you so beforehand, yet promising that you and your opinion are important to him and that he will do his best. His whole body language and his expression will show how sincere he is, not breaking eye contact as he vows to take your request to heart.

After he has made sure that you are content he will drag you onto his lap, asking you to repeat the part where you confessed your undying love, his words, not yours, in a joking manner. Still, he will stay true to his word, however he can’t help but tease you a bit, seeing just how flustered he can get you. There will also be moments where you will actively have to remind him of his promise as you hold him back from assaulting a random person for running into you on accident, even if he would never admit that he is actually very much overplaying his reaction just to enjoy yours.

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midnightlee25 · 2 years

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Yandere says: come with me to paradise (Demon Satori Tendo)

It had started as a voice somewhere off into the distance too far to make out the words but close enough to know that someone was talking. Then it turned into a low whisper only you still couldn't understand the words. The whisper grew into wordless talking. That's when you went to look for someone who could help.

However, no matter what anyone said or did, the voice remained.

Until one day a box appeared on your doorstep with a note saying that it would help. The note had said that if you win a game with the video then it would leave you but if you lose then you would see what the voice belonged to. So, you Followed the instructions: draw a symbol on the floor, set up candles, say a few words and then wait until the time was right…. the game was set.

Walking through your home with only a candle trying to avoid the voice for hours was scarier than any haunted house could do but you were determined to make whatever it was leave you alone. But as many things it wasn't that simple because just as it was time for the game to end, all the clocks stopped and they started going backward until it was back to the starting time.

The voice appeared once more but this time you could see a shadow along with it. It was at that moment that you could finally hear what it had been saying all along. The only problem was what would you decide.

#yandere #yandere haikyu #haikyuu #haikyu #yandere satori #tendou satori x reader #satori tendou x reader #satori tendou #yandere tendou satori #yandere tendou x reader #yandere tendou #Demon AU #demon boyfriend #yandere demon

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moechies · 5 months

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loverboy <3

loverboy characters who eat you out so sweetly, tracing heart shapes with their thumbs on your clit while they tongue your cunt 💝 also tracing their names on your cunt with their tongue too, making you guess what they’re spelling out!

౨ৎ gojo satoru, getou suguru, itadori yuuji, oikawa tooru, tendou satori, mattsun issei <3

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tatsumessy · 1 year

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“tell me where is hurts love” - {wakatoshi ushijima}

When your period cramps are so bad you start to cry.

The rain starts to heavily hit against your kitchen window as you stood there in your panties and your spaghetti strap shirt holding a cup of now warm chamomile tea.

You had the cup pressed against the center of your pain. Usually your cramps are bad but never this bad, you kept staring out the window every now and then using your free hand to wipe the bead of sweat dripping down your forehead.

And normally you’d do this same routine every cycle but what’s different this time is your boyfriend is home for the first time in two months. And any other time you’re on your period he’s never around, another wave of cramps stabbed into your abdomen and you accidentally dropped the coffee cup on the ground.

The ceramic cup shattered around you creating a large crashing sound that anyone from a twenty mile radius could hear. Bending down to pick up the broken pieces tears prickled on your bottom lash line.

“Y/n?” Your boyfriend of five years spoke from behind you, he walked over noticing the broke glass and his first instinct was to move you out the way so that you don’t get hurt. He easily forced his grip under your arms and picked you up off the ground placing you on top of the island.

He hadn’t even noticed the tears streaming down his precious girlfriends face. He started to pick up the glass and throwing into a plastic bag before tying that off and tossing it in the big trash bin. He turned to see you looking at him with teary eyes, “Honey what’s wrong?” He placed his now cleaned hands around your waist, his thumbs gently rubbed along your exposed skin.

You dropped your head into the crook of his neck trying to calm yourself down, “I’m sorry it’s nothing, I just need a minute.” He sighed and fully wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him. Your legs wrapped around him as he picked you up slowly walking the both of you over to the sofa. He sat down and you laid down on top of him hiccuping from all the crying.

He rubbed the lower part of your back and his movement were soothing your pain more than the warm cup of tea was. The heavy rain was soothing your mind and his hands were soothing your body.

“My cramps…hurt badly.” You spoke lifting your head up a bit to look down at him. His neutral expression softened a little bit seeing your saddened face. “Do you want me to kiss it better?” He asked with that same dull angered expression, if you didn’t know your boyfriend well enough you would’ve assumed he was being sarcastic. But he was serious.

You nodded your head in acceptance and in one swift motion he rolled over placing you on your back while pulling your legs around his waist. He sat snug between your legs and placed his hands on the base of your stomach. “Tell me where it hurts love.” His words flew through your body and ran all the way up to your cheeks.

Gently gripping his hands you placed them right where your stomach was hurting the most. His hands immediately started to work into your aching muscles, and while his hands massaged into you he leaned his face close to your having his lips hover over yours. You smiled closing the itching gap between the two of you, his tongue immediately forced its way into yours as his hands pressed harder onto your cramps.

A small moan left your mouth and into his deepening the kiss you two were sharing. “Better?” You nodded your head yes in satisfaction, he pulled away moving lower where his head laid on your chest. You ended up falling asleep with one hand in his short olive hair and the other rested on his back.

He glanced up at you shivering a bit from your labored breathing, your nose was starting clog from the crying and all he did was smile cuddling closer to your body.

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i-cant-sing · 2 years

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I’m just picturing ushijima messing up a serve and it accidentally hits the reader who is filling up water bottles for the team. The hall hits them right in the stomach, knocking the wind out of them. And Ushijima is just absolutely devastated. This guy cannot believe that he just served a ball into y/n, who is a “frail kitten”

You’d think he killed you, well in his eyes he practically did. Even the whole team is shell shocked because it hurts to even return on of his serves, let alone get hit in the stomach by one. A large black bruise forms quickly after the accident, making him feel even worse then before. Ushijima makes it a rule that you’re not allowed to leave the blench during their practices.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO CAUSE NOW I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT A SMALL KITTEN'S FACE BEING REPLACED BY READER'S FACE AND IN USHIJIMA'S MIND, YOU'RE NOW PERMANENTLY SEEN AS THAT- "A FRAIL KITTEN"

The moment the ball hit you, everything came to a stop. The bottle you were holding, drops and you do as well, curling into yourself as you hold your stomach and start crying. That's when they all come running to you.

"Y/n? Y/n, are you okay?" Semi asks while Ushijima quietly turns you over on your back. You're just groaning in pain, crying as you shake your head, and Ushjima has to pry your hands away and lift up your shirt to see your reddening stomach.

"Shit." Tendou whispered. Ushijima simply picked you up and shushed you when you whined, running out of the gymnasium to the nearest hospital, with Tendou and Semi in tow, while the rest of the team stayed behind to explain to the coach what happened.

"Nothing's broken, so that's good. However, she did have some internal bleeding on her right side. We've fixed that but she will need a lot of rest, avoid strenuous exercises for a while. She might experience shortness of breath, abdominal pain and nausea for a while, but that's okay. But if she starts bleeding from her nose, eyes, ears or there's blood in her stool, she needs to come see me immediately." The doctor told Ushijima while you slept in the room.

Soon they brought you back to the dorms and Ushijima tucked you in bed, brushing the hair out of your face as a tear finally slipped from his eye. He did this to you. You have a large bruise because Ushijima slapped the ball out of court, and it hit you.

Wait. What were you doing near the court? Didn't he tell you to stay put on the bench?

You were filling up water bottles for them, and as sweet as it was, you almost died because of him. You're lucky the ball didn't break any bone, or else Ushijima would've actually thought that he'd killed you.

This is your fault as much as its his. He told you to stay on the bench for a reason, which was so that you dont get hit by the balls. And you didn't listen! If you weren't so bruised up, Ushijima might've finally punished you, but you need to rest.

He doesn't why you don't listen to him. Don't you know that he only wants the best for you? Does he need to tie down to the bench? Put a leash on you? Cant you see-

Wait. Leash. Ushijima's seen some parents putting leashes on their unruly kids.

Maybe that's something he could look into, considering how useful it'd be when you try to get lost in the sea of people during tournaments. Hell, he could even tie your leash to the bench.

Ushijima pulled out his phone and googled "child safety harnesses".

He's not losing his frail little kitten ever again.

#yandere ushijima x reader #yandere ushijima wakatoshi #yandere ushijima #yandere shiratorizawa #yandere haikyuu #platonic yandere #ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima fic #ushijima fluff #ushijima imagine #yandere tendou

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yanderecrazysie · 5 months

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Requested on my Wattpad.

It’s pretty short but I wasn’t sure what else to write.

Title: Ache

Pairings: Tendou Satori x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, suggestive themes, spoiler for timeskip, chubby reader

Summary: Tendou feels an ache for you that won’t go away.

Part 2: here

ache

/verb/

feel an intense desire for:

Tendou had always had big dreams.

When he became a chocolatier, he dreamed of obtaining Willy Wonka levels of fame. He wanted to create candies that were like no other. He made everything from chocolate that melted in your mouth to bars with a satisfying crunch to them.

For now, he ran a fairly large store, one that he was proud of, although he wished to one day create a chain. He had a variety of loyal customers- ones that came in often to purchase either a new chocolate each time or the same ones.

Among those loyal customers was you.

You were bright eyed and craving chocolate when you came into his store for the first time. He remembers it like it was yesterday, although it’d been well over a year by now. You had picked out three different bars: a milk chocolate that stayed warm without melting, a dark chocolate that wasn’t too bitter, and a white chocolate that was the perfect mix of crunchy and soft. You’d fallen in love with the flavors right away, eating them in the store in front of him. He’d felt a tug in his pants immediately when you tilted your head back and let out a little noise of satisfaction.

It made his mind wander to other situations where you might make that same noise.

Your body was so cute with a round tummy from eating sweets so often. He thought it was adorable and wanted nothing more than to scoop you up in his arms and feel you pressed up against him or squeeze your soft hips in his large hands.

He had spent a week praying that you’d come back into his store. His prayers were answered when you walked back in, buying three more chocolates. (This time it was a coffee flavor, mint chocolate, and little balls of milk chocolate.)

He remembered your every order, always excited to see what you’d choose next. He found himself nearly rushing his new creations, just in case you ran out of new flavors to try. You had your favorites that you returned to sometimes, like the hot chocolate bar on cold winter nights, but you really loved to try new things.

He loved to strike up a conversation with you when it wasn’t too busy. He was outgoing and confident, but you managed to make him feel small and shy. His throat would run dry every time he talked to you.

You were an enigma to him, something that he wished to know everything about. His conversations with you could only tell him so much. He wanted to follow you home, find out what kind of things you liked to buy other than chocolate, but he didn’t close the store until nighttime- well after you’d already left.

It was late at night when he’d really think about you. On the days you didn’t come into the store, he missed you dearly. On the days you did, he’d let his hand wander under his pants as he pictured you licking the chocolate from your plush lips as you ate in front of him, like always.

It took a while for Tendou to realize he was in love with you, so much so that it hurt. His heart, his soul, his mind, and his body all ached for you. It was painful not to see you, to be with you.

It took every ounce of courage to invite you to tour his factory. He was too scared to call it a date. He worked tirelessly to create the perfect chocolates for you to try.

His favorite would put you right to sleep.

#yandere #yandere haikyuu #yandere x reader #haikyuu!!#yandere one shot #one shot #yandere tendou #tendou satori

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mango-bango-bby · 2 years

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who would be the top five scariest haikyuu yanderes to run away from and why👀

Hmmmm this is an interesting one 🤔🤔

5. Tendou

Mainly scary because he sees it more as a game. Like a big game of hide and seek. And he’s fast, he will easily catch up to you. You could be screaming and crying about how much you hate him after being caught by him, and he would just chalk it up to you being a sore loser because he caught up to you.

4. Iwaizumi

Mostly just scary because he’s a scary guy in general. He will yell at you. He will yell and yell and yell and threaten you while chasing you. He would never hurt you, no, but he will threaten you. And once he catches you again he will not stop.

3. Ushijima

Absolutely terrifying from how calm he is. He’s so confident he’s going to catch you. Ushijima is a professional athlete, he will catch you in a matter of minutes. He will hold his hand against your mouth to keep you from screaming and carry you all the way home with just one arm.

2. Kyoutani

He is so so so angry. He’s genuinely so mad that he’s chasing after you with practically steam coming out of his ears. He stays completely silent the whole time bringing you home and he will lock you up immediately whether it be in a closet or basement. He has to leave you there and leave the apartment because he’s so angry and he doesn’t want to hurt you physically.

1. Sugawara

You can fight me on this but I think Suga is the most terrifying haikyuu yandere. He is so delusional, he sees this as an act of rebellion. Or perhaps you’re simply a little out of it today. Even so he’s comforting you after you escape. He won’t even listen to your crying and screams. He isn’t afraid to punish you either. You need a rough spanking or two to get you back to your normal self. Or a night or two in the dark cold basement.

#mango speaks #mango answers #🥭🥭🥭#this is the kinda stuff I usually answer on my other blog is it’s weird to answer this here lol #yandere haikyuu #yandere tendou #yandere iwaizumi #yandere ushijima x reader #yandere kyoutani #yandere sugawara

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lyomeii · 1 year

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you gave them a love letter

: ̗̀➛ tendou (haikyuu), jason todd and dick grayson (dc), arisu (aib)

SATORI TENDOU

-> he believed to be a joke at first. of course he loves you since he met you, but seeing you giving him a small piece of paper full of hearts made him question himself for moments.

-> “ did someone asked you to do that?” the words coming out from his mouth are sour and somehow, he still with that energetic and fun expression he always wear with everyone he knows, “ no? you gave to me genuinely?”

-> damn it. he is now a mixed of sadness and happiness, you care about him, you love him and he almost destroy it with his stupid jokes. satori smiled when you told him that as longer he goes out with you on a date, you will forgive it.

-> “ then let’s go somewhere after my training! In fact, why you come with me to the training? I will introduce you as my significant other and coach will let you help there, the old man gots a soft spot for you since you are my lucky charm.”

JASON TODD

-> he wished that you gave him personally. when he came back to life and had those fights, problems and discussion with his family, friends and then resolved with them, living happily, jason couldn’t forget for what you did.

-> you two were closed way before the joker incident, he had a crush on you, but he never knew how you had feelings towards him til he read the letter alfred gave him. the butler told the boy how sad and destroyed you were hearing the news of his death, then you left gotham for good, but not before having a small conversation with alfred and then gave him the sweet letter.

-> he is back now, but for what cost? jason doesn’t know to approach you, you moved on from him and even has a little kid who you recently adopted by yourself, he can’t just show up from nowhere, at least not now. He have to think more about it.

DICK GRAYSON

-> he felt weird, not in a bad way though, yet something inside him is calling him out. he recently found out about barbara cheating on him with his mentor and then move out to bludhaven to begin a new life, but not before having a proper talk with his beloved, you.

-> you two met recently and somehow, you stole his heart way faster than any girl managed. The smiles, gentle touches, homemade food you gave him made him imagine the future with you at his side, but that was ripped apart when you saw him bringing barbara home one day.

-> even with you two never saying “ oh we are dating right?” that was something sparking between him and you, but with that night with barbara at his apartment telling him abou the baby and you hearing, god… dick ruined everything and now you don’t even look at his face.

-> somehow, he called you and requested to met with you at the local diner nearby, he wasn’t waiting you to show up, but you didn’t. Your little brother show up instead and gave him a small package full of envelopes and dates, he recognized those, all those days were when he took you out somewhere and the most recently is the one he brought Barbara home.

-> he read all of them instantly and tears almost ruined the soft handwriting of yours, how could he be so dumb to destroy what you guys had? He will fixed it, he will trying to recover for all the mistake he has done, he will find a way to bring you to bludhaven with him. There is a small chance to everything goes back as used to.

RYOHEI ARISU

-> it’s must be a mistake. How can someone so cool, interesting, hard working and much more be in love with him? There is no way you are in love with him. Like, he loves you and admire you, but he… he never expected to feelings be mutual.

-> you gave him time to read it and he finished, he came to look for you and admit his feelings to you. It a sweet moment arisu will never forget in millions years, how your lips feel against his, your hands around him and the tears almost ruining his face.

-> he really doesn’t know how to do after it, he never took someone out and he prefer to not call anyone to help him, even being in the beach and having privacy is almost zero, so he took you out to his room to talka while laying down in his bed.

-> even with talking with you for what to seems hours and you sleeping next to him in his arms, arisu still doesn’t believe how you love him. This moment and much more events he will experience with you will never leave his mind, he loved you til the end and promise to himself that he will make you the happiest person alive.

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

#yandere headcanon #yandere imagine #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere male #yandere dc comics #yandere dick grayson #yandere jason todd #yandere satori tendou #satori tendo x reader #haikyuu x reader #yandere alice in borderland #yandere aib #jason todd x reader #dick Grayson x reader #arisu ryohei x reader #yandere arisu

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cloudyyangel · 2 years

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Gojo finds it hard to sleep most nights since meeting you.

2.2k, sfw, reader is gender neutral im pretty sure, maybe a little bit of angst with gojo’ s thoughts but honestly he’s a tall bottle of angst and wonderfully soft hair

You’re breathing steadily, chest rising and falling with each deep pull and push of your lungs. Your eyelids move occasionally, following along with some dream that he isn’t privy too. (You’ll tell him in the morning, something he always looks forward to as you retell those weird little dreams with too many hand gestures and the drink swishing around in your mug.) Your fingers twitch minutely and he wants to touch them- feel the breath in lungs, the blood rushing in your veins, the life in you. You’re breathing, moving, dreaming- all signs point to life.

Yet, he doesn’t believe it. Won’t believe that you can lay there so unaware of what could happen at any second. He doesn’t believe that you spent so many nights alone with no one to watch you, to keep you safe. It burns in his eyes and fingers to think of you sleeping so carelessly, so deep and sweetly. No matter how tired he is, the bags under his eyes and the lines creasing around his face, he won’t look away. He knows you would be upset- coaxing him so gently to lay beside you and slip into sleep. And he knows he would give in so easily to you, he always does. Your skin pressed to his as he finally relaxes and the tension spills from his bones- sleeping, dreaming, unaware, vulnerable, in danger, bloodied, scared-

He shakes his head a bit, white locks shifting with the motion as he blinks the fear away, blue eyes focusing back on your face. He shouldn’t be so fearful- the most powerful socercer who could rival God but won’t in fear of his own humanity. He exorcised every curse in the area, gotten rid of a few troublesome humans, even fixed that wobbly front step for you. Technically, this is the safest area in Japan after he cleared it out. Mainly as an over the top, grand display of his affection for you. Secretly as a grand display of his anxiety and stomach churning panic that happens whenever he thinks about you too much.

If asked, you couldn’t pinpoint when he started sleeping over; when his boots took up space in your closet or his cologne crowding your counter. You couldn’t tell for certain when preferred pillows became a thing (he needed the less lumpy one for his delicate hair) or when you would both wake up on early mornings pressed together. It seemed natural to you, just a common thing that happened- casual dating turns into a relationship at some point. Even with the great playboy Gojo Satoru (something you learn is greatly exaggerated; that image doesn’t match with the Gojo Satoru who gets excited over matching pajamas and rushes home with the newest B rated movie you both cringed over during the trailer. But most things with Gojo aren’t what they seem, you’ve learned).

He knows the exact time and date, the moment he knew he couldn’t, wouldn’t, leave you anymore. It was already a struggle, letting your hand drop from his as he left you at the front door, or reluctantly hung up the phone when he was away on missions and aching to hear you. It came one evening at the end of a perfect date. The sun setting in a blend of oranges and pinks, the spring breeze blowing the scent of cherry blossoms through the air as you both walked through your quiet neighborhood. Thats when the facade of ease broke within him- shattering like a thousand windows being blown out by a hurricane. Blood freezing in his veins, eyes widened behind his glasses, his lungs capsizing in the panic. The strongest sorcerer brought to a blood chilling stop by a foot tall curse wobbling on stubby legs nearby, some product of an angry neighbor. Fushiguro could have gotten rid of it as a child it was so low grade, but that was it for Gojo. A thickness coated his heart upon seeing you casually walk by- a sweet, wonderful, loving human unaware of slimy fingers reaching towards you, brushing the fabric of your clothes and soaking into you as it grumbled and teetered closer.

The attack was swift and unnoticed- a simple swipe of Gojo’s long fingers and it was gone without a trace. You didn’t even stutter as you continued talking about a work incident, swinging his hand in yours. Completely unaware of the dangers that lurked in your own neighborhood. He didn’t break either, throwing in little comments and light chuckles during your story. You didn’t notice subtle turns of his head sweeping over every inch of the houses cramped closed together. That was the last night he left you. A quick kiss on the doorstep, his forehead pressed to yours as he worked up the will to part with you. It took you a while to fall asleep, for him to see all of your lights go off from his spot down the street, hidden by the trees. He waited a few more moments before the stillness of your house assured him it was fine to leave. The last time he would.

The curse stayed with him long after- filling the corners of his heart and his mind that maybe if it was a higher grade, more than one, violent or a threat; the fingers that brushed you would have taken you from him too. After that night of no sleep and more exorcising than he had done in a while, he started leaving pieces of himself behind in your place, reasons to come over more often and reasons to stay. Reasons for him to show up unannounced on your doorstep with a wide grin and a loud greeting, lanky frame sliding past you with a lament of a forgotten shirt. Not that he truly needed a reason; not when your presence was the only thing that soothed him and made him feel alive for the first time in years. He knew how easily love could be taken from him, how easily you could be gone one day and leave him alone again. How easy it was for him to picture your mangled and bloodied body slumped against the wall. It feels like an illicit affair to him, the need to keep you hidden and safe, tucked away in his arms so nothing can touch you again. (Those thoughts came only when he was away, when your voice was staticky in his mind and the anxiety creeped up his throat at the thought of what is happening to you right now where are you who are you with they can’t protect you only he can only he can)

Somehow, in all of God’s graces that he doesn’t deserve, you accept it. Accept him staying over, intruding on your place and your life, welcoming him each and every time with open arms and a warm embrace. You don’t know, maybe never will, the thoughts and pain he goes through when he’s away from you and has flashbacks to the past like a never ending movie playing in his mind. It’s a loop in his mind- curses and blood and his name falling for the last time from lips he knew too well. It’s overwhelming for Gojo, heart-rate picking up and skin crawling from the tips of his fingers to his lungs. By God’s grace, the film stops, negative strip burning up whenever he sees you and hears the life in you- the heartache replaced with your soothing presence. Gojo can’t always have that calmness and night is where the anxiety sets in again, when he wants to swallow you whole and keep you safe in his bones. You’ll be safe with him, always with him only with him just stay with him forever and let him protect you because he can’t lose someone else again not you -

He’s broken out of his spiraling thoughts suddenly. Your breathing catches and he’s instantly dangling over you, limbs caging you in as his eyes frantically search for for wounds, blood, knives poking out or curses leeching from your lungs, perhaps a hand protruding from your chest with your bloodied, too good for this world heart in its claws, or-

“Fuck!” You scream, palms thrusting upwards and making him tumble from the bed. You follow quickly, catching him by the shoulders to push him flat on his back, an elbow finding its way to his chest. Just like he taught you and despite the sharp pain in his lung, he feels proud of you. You listen to him at his worst anxieties and take all his lessons with good graces.

There’s a few moment where your elbow increases in pressure with a confused daze until the moonlight catches his hair, dazzling eyes find yours. “Satoru what the hell?” You croak out, sleep still lingering in your throat that doesn’t match the scared eyes glaring down at him.

“Hi sweetie.” He huffs past your elbow crushing his throat and you let up with a gasp. “Nice turn around. That reaction time was great. You’re getting better and better. Maybe soon you can-“

“Toru,” your voice cuts him off and instantly he’s at peace. Heavily lidded eyes and a deflated chest as he looks up at your face. With the moonlight coming in, he’s never seen a more perfect angel and his heart seizes, those three devastating words on the tip of his tongue as he stares up at you. He wants to say them, every minute of every damn day, but just like always- it catches before he can admit the phrase that will once again damn him.

A sigh leaves your own tongue, head tilted to regard him. You know it’s pointless to argue, he’s too sly and silver tongued, and your bed is right there. Satoru might be over dramatic, an actor and outrageous at time- but you love him and can see the murkiness beneath his eyes. You give him slack for incidents like this. A lot of slack. And 3am is not the time to dig into his past no matter how much you want cradle him against your chest and let him release that pain. You sigh again, sitting back on his thighs and pushing yourself up. He stays underneath you, gazing up in awe with his lower jaw twitching with silent words. “Come to bed.”

That’s the true blow for him. The innocent in the command, the softness of your voice as you grip his shoulders and pull him up. He goes wordlessly, effortlessly, as you sit him on the edge of the bed. You catch his gaze, brillant blue looking up at you with such adoration it’s embarrassing and makes you shove him back onto the pillows. The two of you mold together seamlessly- your leg over his hip, his arm under your neck, you breath caressing his neck and his lips buried in your head.

He hates it. Hates how easily he melts, how quickly his guard is dropped with you in his arms. Hates how all his own curses and demons disappear with your touch. He thinks that you’re truly the most powerful, able to banish the curses in his mind that he cannot. How can he rival God when you’re the one who brings him to his knees, killing the demons surrounding him with a simple cradle of your fingers. Just a simple human and he’s broken.

He hates that he doesn’t notice the sun until it’s rising in the sky, late morning and even the birds are gone by the time his lashes flutter open. He hates that you have a sixth sense for when he wakes, you know that if you aren’t there then he will panic no matter how calm he seems. The sleep is still in his eyes when you come into view, padding into the room with a black shirt of his hugging your figure and full thighs barely visible. A cup, his cup, of something warm held carefully in your hands as you approach him.

“Morning Satoru.” You mumble, a kiss pressed to his temple.

It’s morning and he’s survived another night. He reckons you are the most powerful in the world as his heart settles once again behind his ribs and the warmth of coffee fills the space between you.

“Morning.”

#cant believe i did this before i finished touya-nii or tendou smh #the first thing i write since December and its….gojo 😩 pls end me #also there’s no yandere tendencies here….nope….none…#no thoughts of gojo keeping you safe and hidden away from the world….#gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru smut #jjk fic #🌥 cloudy writes jjk #🌥 cloudy writes

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chattemagique · 9 months

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yan!Tendou has his own way of curing your low self-esteem

summary: yan! Tendou fucks you in front of the broken mirror, after hearing you talking bad about your appearance, to show how pretty you are.

author's note: was going thru my notes and damn, I can actually write, so posting this for you guys, a bit (lot) personal self-insert, hope y'all can enjoy too, but it would be much better if you couldn't relate. anyways, peace and love 🫶🏻🕊️💞

pic from ブリテッリ @BRTRmilk_ on Twitter

tw: mentions of self-harm, body dysmorphia, low self-esteem, rejection trauma, self-hatred, non-con, skin carving.

all characters are 18+

minors dni

Life with Tendou Satori was bombastic(side eye, m sorry guys😭), you never knew when he's going to "explode" and affect you. He was as unpredictable as he was on the playground. As it usually happens when people are living together, they start to unintentionally pick up each other's behavioral patterns. You became as explosive and as unpredictable as him. Of course, it can't be denied that three months here, with him, after kidnapping weren't also great for your mental health, which led to the weakening of your psyche.

It's not like you've ever loved or liked yourself. You couldn't even understand why this whole thing happened to you, since you weren't even that pretty, not really wise too. You'd probably consider yourself as one of the last choice. So there were many other more beautiful girls around, why out of all people YOU???Dysmorphia returned to you even during the worst moments, making the whole situation much more horrible.

You were standing in front of a bedroom mirror and couldn't stand the way you looked, you hated yourself not only for your appearance, but also for your past mistakes, your weak personality and character traits that let other people exploit and mock you, and he was another evidence.

"I HATE IT, I HATE IT, I HATE IT"

Mirror flying down, glass hitting the floor and the pieces scattered in all directions. You wanted to hurt yourself so bad, you wanted to end these sufferings, you didn't understand why you deserve this, but at the same time this was exactly what a bitch like you deserves.

"(Y/N)!"

Your red haired kidnapper barged into the room only to find yourself sitting in the corner and crying.

"What happened?"

"I, -I.." your breathing was deep and fast.

"I hate the way I look, I wish I was born a pretty girl, I wish I had other mindset, I wish I wasn't different, I wish I could fit in, but I'm not! And everytime I feel good about myself, she's always coming back!" you shouted it loud, while grabbing onto your head.

I wish I wasn't different, I wish I could fit in

Oh, that hit home to Tendou.

So you think he'd fall for you if you were like everyone else? You think he'd find other girls attractive when you were around? You think if you'd fit in he'd consider yourself as his soulmate?

Well, I guess you had to learn this lesson as he once learned.

"Get up."

"N-no.."

"GET UP."

Quiet cry.

"(y/n), don't make me do things that I don't want to do."

You slowly got up, keeping your hands around your stomach, facing the ground.

"I-I just don't understand... why me..?" you said with soft, tearful voice.

Why are you still asking him this question?

As if he didn't tell you enough.

He unhurriedly came closer to hug you. Usually it would take longer if not forever for you to hug him back, but this time you just needed that support from no matter who, even if it’s from a man who ruined your life. If you can't give it to yourself, maybe he could.

Abruptly he lifted you up and brought to bed. You could tell where it was going, you just didn't care anymore, because it has already happened many times. And hey, at least he likes you..

He removed soft fabrics from your body and unbelted his pants. Having you in a missionary position, he pulled you by your thighs and harshly entered you. Loud gasp escaped from your mouth.

For foreplay his thrusts were quite rushed and hard, you didn't even get wet enough for his dick.

"S-satori.. ple-ease.." you whimpered his last name in a bit pesky manner.

"Say that you're beautiful (y/n)," you were just whimpering.

"SAY IT" he repeats it louder than before, suddenly squeezing your nipple as you moan out loud.

"Tendou-u, p-please, stop... it hurts"

He continues to twist your nipple even harder.

"I AM, I am beautiful" you yell out.

"That's right," Satori releases your nipple and starts gently massaging the sore area with his palm, without slowing down the pace and strength of thrusting.

"What else?" looking into your eyes, long, slender fingers tenderly caressing your breast area, periodically making a circle movement around your areola.

"I am smart"

"Good girl"

"I am sexy"

"You're right, princess" he increases his pace, grabbing your hips and slightly lifting up your pelvis to hit the spot. You let out a loud moan, trying to stabilize your breath. You feel your orgasm coming and your vaginal muscles slightly pulsating as you finally come on his cock, his pace being as fast as before.

"I am loved"

Tendou leans down to kiss you. You do not resist. If at least somebody can love you, then it's better than nothing. Your tongues weawe together like snakes during mating season. You can't believe that you don't want to pull away from your kidnapper, all you want is this moment to last forever as your bodies unite in one.

You can feel him gradually increasing his pace, as it becomes harder for you to breathe. He gets it as he pulls away from you and finishes inside you. Picking up from the floor the broken mirror glass to carve into your skin "beautiful" and "mine".

#reuploading this cuz tumblr won't let me edit the first post the way i want #haikyuu smut #yandere haikyuu #yandere x reader #yandere smut #yandere tendou x reader #yandere tendou satori #romance 💋#yandere male #yandere oneshot #haikyuu dark content #yandere scenario #yandere x y/n #yandere tendo x reader #yandere tendou #tendo satori smut #tw: body dysmorphia #tw: noncon #tw: skin carving

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quietwhispersofaffection · 11 months

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Written by: Quiet Whispers of Affection

Edited by: Quiet Whispers of Affection

Date: 9/16/2022

Words: 547

Status: GREEN

Warnings: really none. There is slight mention of obsessive and unhealthy behavior in the synopsis and a little farther into the fic but nothing that is graphic or extreme.

Synopsis

Tendou Satori is the right hand man to Ushijima Wakatoshi, the powerful, yet relatively underground mafia lord. After seeing the head maid at work, caring, feeding, and schooling Ushijima’s children, he decides that he has to have her for himself, dark urges he suppressed his whole life becoming more and more evident the longer he lives without her. He is convinced he loves her, but can she feel the same way when his actions become stifling and intrusive? Probably not, but it wouldn’t matter anyway.

Prologue:

What A Mess

Satori Tendou

She was one of his favorite members that occupied the Shiratorizawa grounds. As the head maid, she took care of Ushijima Wakatoshi’s children, the children who had almost everything at their small fingertips. She was sweet and gentle, a stark contrast to the woman that he saw laughing and spitting vulgar jokes with the rest of the staff that she was housed with. Tendou couldn’t lie, he was smitten for both of the sides that he witnessed every day, always attempting his best to get a glimpse of her before he had to do the important tasks set out for him. This maid had captured his soul, devouring it whole and leaving none for himself.

“Good afternoon Mr. Tendou,” a soft smile graced her lips, bowing respectfully to the man in front while readjusting her glasses farther up the bridge of her nose. Oh how cute he found that nose to be. “How are you on this fine morning sir?”

“You can drop the formalities with me, darling,” Tendou smiled, positively basking in the shock that washed across her face when the name fell from his lips. “Just call me Satori.”

She squeaked a little in surprise, a slight blush dusting her sweet, plump cheeks. Tendou smirked watching her stutter over her words like a love struck idiot. “O-of course Mr.-”

Before she could finish, a pointed look was directed her way, his eyebrows rising yet his amusement written plain as day in his intriguing, yet rather peculiar, eyes. She chuckled lightly, glancing away from him for a moment. “Of course, Satori.”

“There we go,” Tendou grinned, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. “Much better if ya ask me. Say, I see you round here a lot. You take care of Ushiwaka’s kids?” Tendou asked this as a formality as if he didn’t know what job she did on the grounds, where she lived, her sleeping habits and social security number. He couldn’t reveal all that, not yet.

“Ah, yes I do,” she smiled, nodding along as she spoke, staring up at him. “They are very well behaved kids. Stoic like their father. There’s hardly anything I need to do except keep them well educated and fed.”

“Mm yes, they are very well behaved,” Tendou agreed nonchalantly, mind wandering as he began to stare rather intensely into her eyes. Whilst doing so, the conversation seemed to fall flat, only reigniting when the tower clock chimed. Eight clear bells resonated through the grounds, knocking them out of their inner thoughts.

“That my que,” she laughed awkwardly, glancing away from him for a moment. “I should get back to the children. It was nice speaking with you Satori.”

Tendou smiled, feeling delirious that his name sounded so heavenly falling from her mouth. “Yea, it was great talking to you too. See you around!”

She smiled and nodded awkwardly, eyes roaming across the floor before walking away, the small blush he had caused earlier still evident on her face. Tendou watched her leave, his heart bursting in his chest when she looked back waving goodbye with a small giggle. She disappeared around the corner and Tendou turned, feigning pain as he clutched his chest with a goofy smile plastered across his face. She was so perfect it hurt him, and he was determined to have her.

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I do not own any of the characters created by the Mangaka of Haikyuu!! but I do not condone rewrites or copies of my work. Reblogs are fine as long as I receive the credit.

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seiyasabi · 2 years

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Hunters vs Gatherers 3

(Here’s a Long awaited part three to my Yan Ushijima and Tendou x Girly Fem Reader story :)) I’m sorry for the wait, as there were some complications with the writing of this story. @kikyosamasblog and I came up with this installation of the story! The first part was written by her, but I completed it :)) Thank you for your patience.

TW: !noncon/dubcon!, !cannibalism, choking!!, !violence/death (not reader), breeding!!, it’s kinda hardcore!, spanking!, Tendou is mean!, blood kink!, kinda body horror if u think ab it!!!, forced removal of birth control, !!medical malpractice, no bodily autonomy, kidnapping, etc..

Please proceed with caution!)

It had been over two months since, well all that happened. You weren’t exactly content with your life but it could have been worse. For the most part, it’s been strange. . . but pleasant? Kiyoko was a comfort to be around even if her family were cannibals and consisted of lust-driven men but she made sure you weren’t abused or hurt in the slightest. This is why Satori hadn’t spent a single night alone with you. She made preparations so that Wakatoshi shared a room with you, even got a bigger bed so that the two of you would be comfortable. She also stayed true to her word, she didn’t force you to help outside but she did expect you to pull your weight inside which you did. Any skill you didn’t have previously she taught you and made sure they were perfected. As of now, you were helping her with dinner while the boys were outside working.

“Ya add some of this, a lil of that, and yer done. Just wait till it boils, aight?”

“Yes ma’am!”

Satori stormed into the house, his complexion was a bit red no doubt from the scorching sun outside. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass. He poured himself some of the lemonade you’d made earlier before walking over to you. He took a sip, then slapped your ass causing you to yelp and touch your bum.

“Not bad, Dolly.”

“Please don’t do that-!”

“Why the hell not? Yer my woman ain’t cha-OW! Ma!”

“Shut yer mouth! She ain’t ya girl! You haven’t done a single thing to prove ya deserve her, ya hear! So get back to work!”

Satori grumbled and put his glass down, mumbling something under his breath as he left the house.

“What was that boy?!”

“N-nuthin’!”

“Thank you ma’am. . .”

“Call me ma, seeing as how yer a part of ‘dis family.”

“Thank you. . .ma.”

“Anyway, yer coming with me tomorrow.”

“Where?”

“Town. I need to get sum’ things. Besides, a change of place might do ya some good.”

You smiled! This could be a great opportunity to escape, that is if it’s just you. You didn’t think much of it, showing too much emotion and she would be suspicious of you.

“O-Of course!”

“An’ stop being so damn nervous. I don’t bite,”

“Right. . .”

Fate had aligned itself perfectly. Surely tomorrow, you’d be a free woman. After dinner, you helped wash the plates. A hand grabbed you the moment you were done, it was Wakatoshi. No doubt eager to take you to your shared room and fuck you senseless.

“Wait-!”

“Not tonight, Wakatoshi. I’m taking her to town tomorrow and I need her to walk straight.”

That single comment made you want to die, but she wasn’t wrong. You could barely feel your legs in the morning as it was!

Wakatoshi nodded, he led you to the room where you’d get ready for bed and nothing more. Kiyoko, however, stayed behind to look at the calender. There wasn’t much written down, but she had excellent memory. From what she gathered and your belongings that she went through before handing them to Satori who then handed them to you, you were well prepared for this trip you were taking. Important documents that you figured they’d ask for your identity of course. Just what she needed for tomorrow. You were sitting down on your bed when Wakatoshi came out of the bathroom. Fully showered and ready to sleep,

“I think it’s nice.”

“Hm?”

“Nice yer’ getting along with Ma. I thought you’d be difficult but I guess not.”

“O-Oh, well thank you. Your mom is really nice, Wakatoshi.”

“She is, but she can be real scary sometimes. Best not to anger her, know what I mean?”

“Right, of course.”

“Night, darlin’.”

Waktoshi leaned to give you a kiss, wrapping his arms around you. Freedom was so close tomorrow, that much was certain.

When you awoke that morning, you did what was expected. Kiyoko was already up and awake, starting on breakfast.

“Morning. . .Ma.”

“Mornin’ girl, c’mon. I just started.”

Breakfast was simple to make but time consuming. Since Satori and Wakatoshi worked outside most of the time lifting and doing ‘hard labor’ you’d cook more than normal. Breakfast consisted of eggs, sausages (one that you were staying clear of since it was homemade), and toast. Nothing too over the top, just a typical white breakfast. Wakatoshi and Satori both came down after a while. They were eating their meal when Kiyoko announced her plans.

“How long?”

“Just a couple hours, I’ll be taking her with me, need help with the groceries.”

“If you need help we can go with ya, ma.”

“Nah, y’all gonna stay here and work. Make sure you take care of the house and yer chores, make sure no one wanders and snoops. Last thing I want to deal with are some wandering peepers getting a lil too close to our house.”

Nodding, they both retreated. You were dressed in a cute sundress and white shoes, the dress was recommended by Kiyoko herself. She was wearing normal clothes, nothing too over the top. Seeing as how you were going to the city, Kiyoko wanted you to dress up.

‘Shame, all these cute lil’ dresses and skirts but you don’t wear dem.’

“Let’s get going hun, we need to hurry up! We can’t be late.”

“Oh, is there somewhere we need to be?”

“All the fresh produce gets put out early, if we arrive late all the good stuff gets taken.”

“Of course!”

You walked over to her pick up truck, it wasn’t anything fancy but it wasn’t in shambles either. The seats were clean at least. She started it up and off she drove into town. The drive was a little over half an hour but the scenery was pleasant. Since the town was modernized most of the dirt and dry land was cleaned up to look nice. When you arrived into town and at the local grocery store, Kiyoko taught you how to check for freshness.

“Feel this? It’s hard as a rock, it ain’t ready yet but this is too soft so it’s already bad. This one is good. Not too soft and not too hard. Understand?”

“Yes ma’-ma!”

After an hour at the store, Kiyoko managed to get plenty of food to last them for some time. After that, she went into a convenience store that held other non-food items such as toiletries, hygiene products, etc. Afterward, Kiyoko was driving somewhere else, a tall white building with the words, ‘Medical Center’ inscribed.

“What are we going here for?”

“Seeing as how yer gonna be staying with us from now on, I need to enroll you here. In a small town like ‘dis, we like to keep things simple and clean.”

“Enroll? U-um exactly what does that mean?”

Panic was spreading, your well kept secret quickly being uncovered without much thought.

“Ya needa physician, ‘specially if ya get pregnant with ma grandchildren,” She gives an uncharacteristic smile at that, grabbing you roughly by the arm, and dragging you towards the chipped double doors.

“Oh, um, I’m sure I’m fine-“

“Naw, we gotta make sure yer in workin’ condition, girl. Don’t be startin’ a fight with me,” Kiyoko all but kicks one of the doors open, dragging you to an uncaring secretary at a too large desk.

“Good mornin’, how can I help y’all?” The woman drones as if you were bothering her, eyes looking anywhere but the two of you.

“Now, don’t you get smart with me, Keari. Ya know why I’m here,” Kiyoko holds up your arm, giving it a good shake, “Ma wonderful boy found himself quite the catch, and we needa make sure she’s in tip-top shape.”

The secretary sighs, “Of course. Do ya have her documents?”

Kiyoko whips out a folder from her cross-body bag, slamming it onto the counter with a loud smack, “This good enough for ya?”

“Tell yer girl that she needs’ta do her own paperwork,” She grumbles, shoving a pile of paperwork in your direction.

You, with one hand, scramble to grab the messy pile, along with the folder containing your information, causing Kiyoko to laugh, “Jus’ do it here, ain’t no reason ta move.”

Deciding to heed her words, you grab a random pen from the desk, and begin to fill out your personal information. You had to ask Kiyoko about the address, causing the secretary to raise an unimpressed eyebrow, but besides that, the rest of the paperwork was standard procedure.

Within the next fifteen minutes, an old woman stumbled out of the back, a fake looking nurse following close behind her, “Remember, Gladys! Ya need ta drink at least three glasses of water a day, ‘Kay? Can’t have ya bein’ dehydrated again.”

“Don’t sass me, harlot. I know what you be doin’ after hours, and I don’ need ya tellin’ me what to do,” The nurse looks mortified, but doesn’t say anything, allowing the old woman to leave.

Clearing her throat once the doors finally close, the nurse turns towards you and Kiyoko, fake smile straining, “Alrighty ladies, y’all ready fer yer exam?” You nod, standing up, expecting Kiyoko to stay seated, only for her to stand up with you. The nurse raises an eyebrow, “Kiyoko, there’s no need ta follow tha girl, I’m sure she’ll be fine.”

Kiyoko waves her off, “Naw, (Your name) gets nervous ‘round doctors,” The nurse looks towards you, and you quickly nod. You don’t want to cause problems with the scary woman.

“Whatever y’all say- follow me,” She leads you to the back, getting your height and weight out in the hallway between empty examination rooms. Once that information is taken, she brings you to an empty room towards the back. She gets your temperature, checks your blood pressure, and asks about your previous medical history.

When all is done, she leaves, telling you that the doctor should see you shortly.

Kiyoko watches you like a hawk all the while, taking in all your information without a hitch. She stares at you like you’ll disappear into thin air, making you shift uncomfortably.

“Now, ya know better than ta make me look like a fool, right?” You nod in response, fiddling with your fingers out of anxiety. She still eyes you in disapproval, before dropping it, “Alright, better not let me down.”

At the moment, a knock rings through the empty room, before opening in mere moments. A young man steps in, his glasses crooked on his nose, hair going every which way, “Good mornin’, I’m doctor Johnson, and I’ll be helping y’all today.”

He closes the door behind him, and you and Kiyoko greet him. He sets your file down on the counter across of you, before shaking your hand. He nods in the direction of your unwanted mother-in-law, before sitting on a rolling chair close to your knee.

“Alright, I’m gonna ask ya some questions, and do a few exams, that good with ya?” You nod, and he takes off his stethoscope. He places the earpieces in his ears, before practically grabbing you by the shoulders and pressing the listening piece to your chest.

His tests are normal, checking your stomach, eyes, ears, etc.. But, the moment he asks you to take off your shirt, Kiyoko steps in.

“Why she gotta do that? No lady likes bein stared at,” He gives an awkward chuckle, scratching the back of his neck.

“I gotta make sure she ain’t got breast cancer, and I also need to make sure her vagina is healthy after that. It ain’t too bad, especially since you’re here with her.”

Kiyoko eyes him wearily, as you practically piss yourself. He can’t give you a vaginal exam! She’ll know about your birth control!

“Please don’t do the vaginal exam- that’s a bit too much.”

He sighs, unconvinced, “I ain’t ever seen ya before, sugar. I gotta make sure you’re all good,” You pale, as Kiyoko pats you on the shoulder reassuringly.

“You’ll be fine darlin’, he ain’t gonna do nothin’ nefarious, mama’s right here.”

That didn’t make you feel better.

The breast exam goes well, no lumps or anything. But, when the vaginal exam begins, the man whips out stirrups. And a speculum.

“Please pull up yer skirt, I’ll make the exam quick,” You want to throw up, but stay strong. You grab the skirt of your sundress, exposing your white panties. You pull them down your legs, your coochie on full display. The doctor helps you put your feet in the stirrups, before spreading your legs at the knee. He grabs gloves, pulling them on with a bit of a struggle, before grabbing medical grade lube, and squirting a bunch into your opening. Shoving the stirrups in, he doesn’t give a moment to let you adjust, before he opens it ups completely, exposing your cervix and IUD string to everyone in the room.

He nods in understanding, “Yer cervix looks good, I’ll add onto yer file that ya have an IUD.”

“What’s an IUD?” Kiyoko asks from her seat, eying you wearily.

“It’s a type of birth control,” The silence in the room is deafening, as an unreadable expression covers her entire face.

“Ah, now I see why ya haven’t been gettin’ pregnant,” She jokes, but you can hear the bite in her tone, “Aren’t you and Wakatoshi tryin’ fer a baby?” You pause for a moment, before giving a small nod.

“Yes, Ma. I was gonna ask him to remove it,” The young doctor looks giddy, as he practically claps with excitement.

“Alright! I ain’t never did this before, but-“ He yanks the damn thing out without a second thought, causing you to scream out in pain. Beads of blood start to drip from your cervix, as tears dot your eyes. Even Kiyoko looks mildly disturbed by the sight, “Looks like yer all good. You ladies have a nice day!”

That had to have been medical malpractice. Getting the damn thing in was a feat in itself, requiring multiple medical instruments. The man clearly had no idea how he was supposed to remove it.

“Wait a damn minute,” The flighty male stops, confused by Kiyoko’s sudden anger, “What did ya just do? She ain’t s’posed to be bleedin’ like that, right? Did ya just put her at risk fer miscarryin’ in the future?” Not bothering to listen to their conversation any longer, you curl practically rip the speculum from inside of you (which the man, in his excitement forgot to take out), and haphazardly yank your white panties back on, a few beads of blood dotting the previously pristine fabric. Shoving down your dress, you try to stand up, but find your legs too weak to hold yourself up. You grab the table you were previously on, trying to stop yourself from falling, causing Kiyoko to look away from the doctor, and rush to help you. You knew that she was probably pissed off, but it seems her rising anger is currently directed at the medical professional in front of you.

“Now look at ‘er! The girl can’t stand on her own damn feet!” She has your arm around her shoulder, allowing you to rest your weight against her with a small grunt, “Ya’ll will hear from my boy about this.”

With that, she, and by association, you, stormed out of the doctor’s office. You can feel blood drip down your inner thighs, as tears dot your perfectly lined eyes. Your dress is going to be ruined and your uterus feels like it was ripped from your body.

Kiyoko helps you into the truck, muttering about ‘ignorant ass assholes.’ You buckle yourself in with shaking hands, your skin paler than your normal (skin colour).

Once your unwanted mother-in-law hops into the vehicle, you both dart off at a high speed. She’s constantly glancing at you, a stern look on her face, “Now, look what ya did to yerself! If ya only let yer body take its natural course, ya wouldn’t be feelin’ like death. Think about this consequence before ya ever do somethin’ this stupid again!”

You’re crying by this point, tears of self pity and pain rolling down your pretty face. Your fingers fiddle with the truck door’s lock, your mind drifting to the idea of jumping out of the moving vehicle. Seemingly knowing where your mind is going, Kiyoko smacks you on the thigh, jarring you from your thoughts.

“If ya jump outta this truck, I’ll make sure Satori does something unspeakable to ya. He’s already goin’ ta be given the ok to have his way with ya as punishment, don’t make me give him free reign.”

Those words cause dread to settle deep into your bones, making you want to throw a full blown tantrum like a child. It’s one bad thing after another- you should’ve never left your home and gone on this trip. You should’ve never split up from your friends, and you should’ve never allowed them to take you alive.

“Wha-what is he going to do?” Kiyoko is silent for a moment, before she responds in a blunt tone of voice.

“He’s gonna have his turn with ya, try fer a baby,” This causes you to release a full blown sob, which she shushes harshly, “If ya wanted to be treated well, ya should’ve let Wakatoshi get ya pregnant. I’m sure he’ll fergive ya after Satori has his turn, but ya need to learn from yer mistakes.”

The fright and pain causes you to fall asleep for the rest of the ride home, only to be roused by a large hand shaking you. Wakatoshi looks like he’s seen a ghost, as he stares down at your bloody lower half. The white dress you wore is completely saturated with your blood, both dried and wet against your skin. He unbuckles you and pulls you into his arms, rushing you into the family home. Satori is seen carrying all your grocery bags at once, face filled with a sadistic glee.

“Mama told us what happened,” Waka tenses a bit when his brother speaks, but he continued to cradle you like you’re made from glass, “Ya should be glad that she’s not allowin’ me ta do what I want. If I had it my way I’d-“

“Stop talking,” Your green haired lover shuts the red head up, bringing you inside the farmhouse and setting you on the kitchen table. He flips up the skirt of your dress, eyes pouring over your ruined panties. Running two fingers against your pussy, he grunts in alarm at the warm blood on his fingers, “Why’d ya do it? Why’d ya let them put that… thing in ya?”

You aren’t sure what he wants you to say, but you decide to be honest, “I don’t feel good when I’m on my period, so I wanted to stop it for a while. I also didn’t want to risk pregnancy if I ever had sex.”

His eyes narrow at your words, his strong hands gripping at the fat of your thighs, “Children are a gift,” You flinch when he leans forward, his entire frame practically swallowing you whole, “I forgive ya for what ya did, but I ain’t gonna stop Satori from what he’s gonna do. Ya need to be punished.”

You start to cry again, but he says nothing, only wiping away your tears with a fond look on his face.

“I’ll be there when he’s done, ‘nd I’ll clean ya up,” With that, he releases you, before walking towards Satori, who just came inside with all the bags.

“Feel free ta put the groceries away- my dolly needs ta be taught a lesson,” He sets the goods down on the kitchen table near you, before grabbing you (by your hair/by the neck of your dress) and dragging you up the stairs to his room. Your feet are barely able to touch the ground, as you're practically lifted off the floor by his harsh grip.

Once you reach his room, he chucks you on the floor, as you let out a scream of pain. Your stomach ended up hitting a random shoe lying on the ground, causing more blood to rush out of your bleeding cunny.

“Now, where should I start? Should I fuck yer throat till it’s raw? Fuck yer ass dry?” He laughs at your sobbing, grabbing you harshly by the shoulder and slamming you onto his bed, “Naw, I’ll just fuck a baby inta yer undeservin’ womb. A lil baby for my lil dolly will set ya straight.”

He shucks your dress off of your boneless body, leaving your bare breasts and bloody panties before his perverted eyes. Satori immediately yanks on your nipples, pulling pained cries from your lips, as you try to swat him away. In retaliation, he bites down on the side of your neck, easily drawing blood, along with another scream. He laughs at your pain, ripping your panties off of your body, and reaching down to pull out his cock.

“I know my freak of a brother prolly stretched ya out,” he smacks your pussy, causing a yelp to fall from your lips, “So I ain’t gonna warm ya up, dolly. I need ya as tight as possible.”

With that, he shoves your legs open, and forces his thick cock into your unready cunny. You scream at the stretch, trying to push against him as he pushes his head into your chest, pulling at your nipples with his teeth. His hips slam into yours at a breakneck pace, the head of his cock slamming into your wounded cervix, practically opening you up from the inside. You try slap at him, only causing him to laugh and slap you across the face.

“Keep hittin’, and I’ll concuss ya so badly all ya will be good for is an incubator,” Your body is wracked with your sobs, as you practically choke on air. He does not let up for even a moment, his thrusts practically forcing your body farther up the bed.

The red head continues to bite and suck at your tender skin, leaving blood trains in his wake. His and your thighs are covered with your blood, as the man above you relishes your warmth and tight cunt.

“I wonder if ya can get any tighter,” his hand suddenly grasps your throat, squeezing as tightly as he can without killing you. You’re gasping for air, as your pussy tightens up in your fear. He grunts and laughs in your ear, as he fucks into you even harsher than before, “Fuck yea! Yer so fuckin’ tight! I should’ve done this minutes ago!”

Your vision has black dots, as you claw at his hand, trying to regain your breath. He releases a bit, allowing you to gain a few greedy gasps of air, before he goes back to choking you out. Because of your clamping, he ends up hitting your gspot with ease, causing sprays of squirt to gush from your pussy. He slaps at your clit, causing you to clamp down even more, as he bucks into you with one last thrust, his cock head practically bursting through your cervix, as he cums a load so massive, that you feel like you’re bloated.

You can’t breathe, you can’t breathe, you can’t breathe! He refused to let go, as he allows your walls to milk him for all he has.

When he doesn’t let go, you slump over, losing consciousness.

Tendou pulls out with a sigh, a ghastly grin on his face. He slowly releases your bruising throat, entire being content with brutalising your pretty face and body, only the realise that you don’t seem to be breathing.

He jolts, not knowing what to do. Satori tucks his cock inside of his trousers, as he runs to get Wakatoshi, who happened to be standing right outside, his face showing his barely contained rage.

“Waka, I did somethin’ bad. She-she ain’t breathin’-“ The large man shoves the red head aside, rushing into the room, eyes immediately landing on your still form.

Grabbing up your boneless body, he lays you on the floor, laying his head on your chest, trying to hear your heart beat. Luckily, he finds it. It’s faint, but it’s there. He moves you into your side, having read in a comic that that opens up the airway. He rubs your back, trying to help your blood circulate, but not knowing how.

“Yer a monster, Satori,” Wakatoshi grunts, eyes teary and body trembling, “I will never let ya near her again. This is beyond punishment, and she don’t deserve it.”

Kiyoko peeks into the room, a scream leaving her lips at the sight of your battered form. She falls back, her spine hitting the door frame. Her hands cover her mouth, as she can only stare down at your still form, “What did ya do? Wh-why did you-? Oh God,” Without another word, she rushes from the room.

“Get the fuck out,” Wakatoshi grunts out, tears dripping down his face “Animals belong in the barn.”

#yandere haikyuu imagines #yandere haikyuu x reader #yandere haikyuu #yandere ushijima #ushijima x reader #yandere tendou #tendou x reader #haikyuu x reader

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𝔾𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣

genre: angst - one shot

pairing: yandere!tendou x reader

summary: After years of being MIA, an old face comes back into your life in the worst way

wc: >1k

a/n: Made this cuz my friend @whompii is obsessed with dark content and Tendou. You're welcome.

Blurs of colors and shapes come into view as you blink your eyes open, head spinning and body feeling stiff. The buzzing hum of fluorescent yellow lights was the only sound to fill the silence as your vision started to clear. What you’re met with is an empty room, aside from the closed, white folding table that’s propped up against the barren prussian colored wall. A few windows barely illuminated the space as they were fogged up by dust and spider webs. The room was no bigger than that of an average sized master bedroom. Your head starts to throb.

You move to get up, only to then realize why your body felt so stiff. Looking down, you find yourself bound to a white plastic chair. Rope and tape is expertly tied around your limbs and chest, keeping you firmly in place. Panic sets in rapidly as you squirm in the chair. Your breathing becomes shaky as you look around, trying to look behind you.

“HELP! Someone, please!” Heart racing, palms sweating, breathing shallow. A panic attack quickly washes over your senses as tears flood your eyes, the pounding in your head getting worse. “Can anyone hear me? Please!”

You tense up as the creaking sound of a door opening behind you fills the room, your breath catching in your throat. "Oh good! You're finally awake.” The click of the door shutting makes you flinch as you try and fail to turn your head around to see who’s talking to you. “For a minute there, I was afraid I'd given you too much Rohypnol. I guess you're lucky you weren't drinking alcohol last night. You really would have been knocked out for good if you did.”

Last night? Damnit, you knew it was a bad idea to go out. You told your friends you weren’t feeling up to it, but they needed a driver and you knew how fucked up they were going to get. So you went, just so they wouldn't get in a uber drunk and to make sure everyone would be safe. How ironic.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" There’s silence for a moment, the tension somehow becoming thicker, impenetrable. It's only broken by the sound of his chuckle. It sends a shiver down your spine.

“Perhaps I did cause some memory loss, unless you’re joking. You always were one for pranks, weren’t you?” Sure, you used to be a troublemaker when you were young, but how could he possibly know that? “Come on darling, listen to my voice. I know it’s been a while, but I know you could never forget me.”

Do you know this person? Who on Earth would do something like this to you? You never hung out with anyone shady, and you made sure to keep your friend group full of good people. He still sounded like he was at the door, and you haven't heard any footsteps yet. Maybe you can try reasoning with this guy. "I really don't know what you're talking about. Maybe you mistook me for someone."

"Perhaps this will jog your memory." The sound of his footsteps gets closer. As he approaches from behind, he starts singing. "Baki baking ni ore~ Nani wo?" He stops right behind the chair you're stuck in, leaning down closer to your left ear. "Kokoro wo da yo~"

Your stomach twists in knots as the old forgotten memories from your high school years flood your mind. You suddenly feel dizzy. It can't be…

"Tendou..?"

Tendou perks up as you finally mention his name, smiling wide as he stands in front of you. You finally get to look him in the eyes and you feel sick to your stomach. Tears glaze over your eyes once more. "Thank goodness, you still remember me! I was so worried I'd have to start all over from the beginning again."

Tendou Satori. He was your classmate and best friend back in middle and high school. The two of you were basically attached at the hip, hanging out all the time during and after school. You went to every single one of his volleyball games, cheering him on and celebrating his wins. But during your third year in high school, he just up and disappeared. No explanation or warning whatsoever. You'd tried contacting him multiple times, going to his house, asking people around school, but nothing. You honestly thought he might have just moved away.

He moves closer to you, cupping your cheeks in his bandaged hands. You flinch from his touch, turning your head away. A look of hurt flashes across the redhead's face before it's replaced with a twisted smile, one you had never seen before on anybody. "What's wrong, darling? After all these years you don't honestly think I'd hurt you, right?"

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