#Damon Gant x reader

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May I ask for yandere Damon Gant NSFW headcanons please?

Ya know I didn’t expect to get a request for Gant… can’t say I’m not into it though! One spicy headcannons request coming right up for my fellow whore/affectionate. Ah future Tea here… this turned more into a story than headcannons.

Yandere Damon Gant headcannons

I love me some questionable men >:)

These headcannons will include an NSFW section, MDNI. Fem!reader.

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To catch this man’s attention you’d most likely need to be around the station fairly often. I’ve seen some variations where Y/N is a detective and that’s how they meet but I think Y/N being unlucky and a frequent victim of more minor crimes. I’m a sucker for some good platonic Gumshoe so I’ll be using this concept.

You first met when you had kicked open the precinct door, storming right past the front desk and slamming your hands down on your best friend’s desk.

“Gumshoe! My apartment got broken into again! That’s it, I need one of your tasers!”

“You know I can’t give you one, I can come around and investigate in my free time though. You can sleep on my couch until I’m done.”

You sigh with a huff and sit on his desk, waiting for him to finish with his paperwork. At this point the department knows not to bother you when you come rushing in, Gumshoe always sticking up for you while you wait to go get dinner with him.

That’s when his boss comes through the door, immediately noticing a woman he had never seen around, sat on one of his detectives’ desk.

“Alright, all done, we can go get something to eat then I’ll check out your apartment Y/N.”

“Thank god, I was wasting away! I’ll pay this time, I know Edgeworth has probably given you wage cuts recently.” You laugh as he pouted, patting his back.

That laugh, it rang through his ears, pulling his attention anywhere but the people trying to talk to him. That gorgeous smile, the way your nose crinkled, even that snorting and giggling you did trying to calm yourself down. All of it was captivating.

For the first time in years he found himself clearing his throat, dusting his blazer off and confidently striding over as Gumshoe was collecting his bag.

“Ah Mr Gant, I’ve filed all the evidence and sent it to Prosecutor Edgeworth for tomorrow’s trial, sir.”

“Ah, good to hear detective Gumshoe. Now I must ask, who is this young lady?”

“Huh? Oh this is Y/N, she comes here quite often sir. She had just come in to grab me before I forgot about our dinner plans.”

“Y/N… well it’s a pleasure to meet you dear…”

“Pleased to meet you too sir!”

That was when he fell, that smile you gave when you shook his hand had him smitten in a way no woman had ever been able to get him. It’s almost as if he’s frozen in place, just staring into your soul. You give him an awkward wave before rushing off to follow Gumshoe. He let out a disgruntled grunt as you left, finding himself fidgeting with his blazer as he walked back to his office. You just refused to leave his thoughts, your face, your voice, you haunt his mind, taunting him just out of his reach. You were already driving him crazy.

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I feel like it’d take a few months for him to get depraved enough for anything extreme. There were many sleepless nights brought on by his thoughts of you however. They started off nice enough, domestic in certain ways, before spiralling off into his depravity more and more after every one.

His first dream of you was just perfect. Work had been hectic, an increase of murders in the local area put a lot more pressure on the police. The sounds of the heels of your shoes clacking along the station floor, talking with Gumshoe as usual, his laugh drowning out your own. The two of you must’ve been walking past his office, but your footsteps stopped as a knock rang at his door. He let out a grumble, expecting a new pile of paperwork to be delivered by one of the new assistants. But there you stood, a bento box in your hands, still warm as condensation formed on the lid.

“Ah good morning Mr Gant! I made too much lunch and Gumshoe isn’t hungry.”

That should have been the first sign that it was nothing but a dream, Gumshoe would never turn down food, but he caved to his own desire. He stood aside, ushering you inside.

“Please come in, I was just about to take my lunch break!”

He wasn’t, he’s never taken a break before but… he’ll make an exception for you. He’d make any exception for you. He sat at his desk, looking over to the other opposite his, debating grabbing the chair from behind it to place beside his but you interrupted him. You confidently hoisted yourself up onto his desk, sitting in so close that your leg laid over one of his arm rests and atop his arm. His eyes traced over your leg, greedily drawing his fingers up your thigh before you stop him, grabbing his hand before he went too far. His eyes darted straight up to your eyes, an anxiety dwelling in his stomach in a way he wasn’t used to. Had he messed up? Don’t leave? He can make it up to-

“hahaha, calm down there soldier! The food will go cold.”

That smile did wonders for calm his nerves, so heavenly and soft, the slight imperfections in your grin just excited him more, it made you… you. He couldn’t wait to run his tongue along every crevice- ahem… yes he liked your smile. You had already opened the bento box, using the chopsticks to pick at the noodles. As you notice his eyes back on you instead of drifting off into space again you laughed, pressing the chopsticks to his lips.

“Oh welcome back to earth, you gonna eat or do I need to finish it for you?”

This was his heaven. You eagerly perched on his desk, letting him sit between your legs. He laid his head on your thigh as he ate moving your leg to his shoulder before his alarm woke him up. He grit his teeth, digging his fingers into his pillow until his blunt nails punctured through, the feathers spilling out as he sat up.

Images of your delicate form on his desk filled his mind once more. He grunted in frustration as he palmed himself through his boxers, throwing the sheets off of himself. He’d have to handle this in the shower, a way to hide the shame he felt as he furiously stroked himself like some hormone riddled fool.

So I hadn’t intended this to become more of a story than just head cannons. I’d actually be interested in expanding upon this idea as I thoroughly enjoyed writing it. I hope this is good enough for the ask… I’ve kinda been sitting on it for a while…

[perplexedflower]

Behind Closed (Office) Doors

Fandom: Ace Attorney.

Category: F/M.

Relationship: Damon Gant x Female Reader.

Type: One shot.

Words: 5,752.

Summary: It is no secret to everyone in the Police Department that [Y/N] is the precinct's rising star: while not overly popular, it is undeniable everyone views her as a bright and promising young detective. From her colleagues to her superiors, they all agree her work is more than satisfying. And among those superiors of hers, the District Chief of Police in particular has begun taking a very special interest in her. So when Damon Gant calls her up to his office, she expects a regular one-on-one meeting: until she realizes his sole intention is to pry open her heart and extract from it her deepest, darkest fantasy...

Chronology: Early AA1.

Warning: NSFW/Smut.

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In the quiet Chief's Office, Gant sat at his desk, legs crossed, flipping through a multitude of documents and reports. Hearing a series of soft, somewhat apprehensive-sounding knocks on his door, he looked up with a smile.

"Come on in!" He exclaimed cheerfully.

Swallowing what remained of the knot in her throat, [Y/N] slowly opened it, before taking a step inside.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" She asked, not fully assured as her eyes peeked over the door to find him.

As she tentatively stepped into the room, Gant's smile widened into a grin.

"Ah, [Y/N]!" He said happily. "You're right on time! Punctual as ever!"

Gathering all sheets of paper on his desk into one pile he set aside, he leaned back on his chair slightly as he folded his hands in his lap.

"Oh, and close the door behind you, before you make your way over here." He ordered her in his jovial, usual tone.

"Yes, sir." She immediately responded with a quick bow of the head.

As per his request, she carefully closed the office door behind her, before she turned back around and paced to his desk.

As she padded her way over to where he was seated, he took a moment to appreciate her small, yet curvy frame: between how she moved, how she dressed, and how she carried herself, she reminded him of a small woodland animal, or something similarly skittish.

Still bearing his amused smile, he tilted his head slightly and gave her an appraising glance upon watching her stop in front of his desk, in front of him.

"Now, then." He started while idly fixing the clasp of his tie. "Knowing you, you're probably wondering why I wanted you in here today... Right?"

Straightening her back fully and placing both of her hands over each other on the front of her skirt, [Y/N] looked her boss in the eyes.

"Yes, sir." She repeated, nodding briefly once more.

He chuckled, the sound warm yet intimidating to her ears.

"[Y/N], my dear, no need to be so tense around me... View me as a friend, rather than as your superior, and relax." He told her in an attempt to ease her mind. "... Swim much lately?"

"As a matter of fact, I have." She answered, her gaze drifting away briefly before she focused back on his face.

"Wonderful! That's great to hear!" He clapped his hands in satisfaction, his tone patronizing. "I've been doing my best trying to encourage more of the department to have communal swimming sessions for a while now, but they always turn me down... At least someone around here understands me."

Taking the time to process his indirect compliment, she looked to the side once again.

"... Swimming is a highly beneficial activity." She hesitantly stated. "It allows you to put your entire body at work, to build strength and endurance, to burn calories efficiently, and to improve sleep... I personally find it quite advantageous when practiced occasionally."

"Couldn't have said it better myself!" He enthused, seemingly proud of her as he clapped his hands once more. "... You and I should have a good ol' session together, one of these days."

A chill ran through her whole body at his suggestion.

"... That'd be my pleasure, sir." She responded with a faintly noticeable smile.

"Splendid, splendid!" He exclaimed joyfully, rubbing his hands together. "In the meantime, you should keep at it. Swimming is a good way to battle stress, I'm sure it could help you in that regard."

Marking a short pause, he opened his eyes and leaned forward in his chair, his joined hands resting on his desk and his gaze resting on her.

"Now, as for why I called you in here..."

Staring straight at her, his smile persisted and a knowing look appeared in his eyes, as if he could peer into her thoughts.

"... I'd like to ask you a bit of a personal question, if you don't mind."

"I don't mind, sir." She told him, her posture as straight as ever, her apprehension barely audible in her voice. "You can ask away."

"Excellent." He remarked in response, seemingly satisfied. "A straightforward, upfront answer. Something we could use more of in this precinct."

Leaning back in his chair, he took a moment to formulate his thoughts before speaking.

"Now, refresh my memory a bit... How long have you been working for the force, again?"

"5 years, sir." She answered, nodding briefly. "But only 2 of those years have been spent in this precinct, since I was once working in another jurisdiction before being assigned here."

"Ah, I appreciate the clarification." He acknowledged, taking in the information with a nod of his own. "... So, you started in that other jurisdiction and were then transferred here, yes?"

"That... is correct, yes." She replied, somewhat frustrated.

How can he not remember? She thought.

Yet, even stranger, why was it that him not remembering her resume affected her so much?

Pushing her thought aside, however, she put herself in his shoes and rationalized the situation: a man like him, in such a position of power, was surely incapable of keeping track of each and every detail of each and every one of his subordinates' lives, knowing how many of them he had employed. Besides, five years was already a while back for the two of them, she could not blame him for having forgotten her history.

"... Now, I don't know if you recall your first week or so of your arrival here." He started, idly tugging at his hair as he mused. "... But do you remember talking to me on your very first day?"

[Y/N] was caught off guard by his seemingly trivial question, but only a little; however, she needed a moment to organize her thoughts, to pick the correct way to answer him.

"... I do indeed recall my first day here, sir... However, I did not get to talk to you, then." She told him, her eyes drifting away momentarily. "At the time, you hadn't yet been promoted Chief of Police... I believe you were Deputy Chief. You and most of the precinct were very busy working on a particular case... SL-9 was its name, I believe."

Once more, she paused: only this time, her expression looked more sorrowful than pensive.

"... Given I was only a new recruit to this jurisdiction, the investigation never reached me and I was kept out of it. About a week after my arrival, the case was closed, and you became Chief as you are now... Only then did I get to make your acquaintance."

As he listened to her talk, he kept his eyes on her face, his expression unreadable; then, there was a short moment of silence between the two of them after she had spoken her last word.

"... Very impressive memory." He commented nonchalantly, bringing up a hand to his bearded chin. "You remember the name of the case, even though you weren't assigned to it, my position at the time, even though I hadn't been introduced to you yet, and my following promotion, even though you had only been there for a week... You even remember our first meeting."

She could not prevent the thin blush on her cheeks and the shy, bashful look in her eyes.

"I... have been praised countless times for my memory, ever since I joined the force... However, these are only details of events that mean a lot to me, as they symbolize the beginning of my career here... It's only natural for me to remember such things, they're not to be forgotten." She said in response, as if to justify herself.

Yet, his compliment had still managed to affect her a little.

"... Nevertheless, thank you kindly, sir." She added, gently bowing to him.

At her gesture, Gant sighed to himself.

"My, my... Here you go again. Always so uptight, formal, and polite with me." He grumbled, shaking his head with feigned disappointment. "I've told you many times before, [Y/N]. There's no need for you to be so proper around me, especially not with all the bowing and whatnot."

His words cut her breath short.

"Ah—"

With a slightly panicked gasp, she immediately straightened her back and stood upright; as if the sheer tone of his voice had sent a shockwave through her.

"Sorry, sir..." She muttered apologetically and looked straight ahead.

Upon hearing the anxiety in her voice, his face softened and he gave her an understanding look, accompanied by a brief chuckle.

"Here you go again..." He repeated himself, his voice slightly gentler this time. "Don't apologize. I didn't mean to startle you. I'm just saying you don't need to be so formal and stiff with me, especially not in private... We're not on duty at the moment, for Christ's sake. So relax a bit, will you? Frankly, it breaks my heart seeing you be so scared of me."

"I'm not scared of you, sir." She corrected him, her voice gentle, earnest, wanting him to believe her.

Her soft and delicate-looking lips remained slightly parted for a moment, as though she had more she wanted to say, perhaps a way to justify herself once more, but she remained quiet.

As her words came to his ears, he was tempted to laugh but resisted the urge; still, his smirk was ever as present.

"Really, now? If that's so... how are you feeling right now, if not scared?" He questioned, his eyebrow cocked in silent amusement.

She took a deep breath; that question was one she was nervous about answering, but she knew he expected her to be honest with him.

She opened her lips again, just a little, yet all that came out was hot air.

She closed her eyes, trying to calm her unsteady heartbeat, before she slowly, shyly looked into his eyes.

"In—... Intimidated." She murmured in response.

His smirk widened ever so slightly at her reply, his attention focused wholly on her.

"And why, pray tell, would a little thing like yourself feel intimidated by a man such as me?" He enquired playfully.

"... I believe you've just answered your own question, sir." She told him after some pondering. "You're my superior... As such, I aim to please you... I want to meet your expectations. Your status is much higher than mine, and you have much more experience than me... I have a lot of respect for you, and with it comes a desire to be the best I can be, for the sake of the department... for your sake."

As she explained herself, he found himself both amused and impressed: the fact that she wanted to make herself as perfect as she could be, and for his sake nonetheless did not go unnoticed by him.

"... That's quite the answer you've given me." He remarked while running a hand over his bearded chin. "... Very detailed, too. I was half-expecting you to say something along the lines of 'Because you're twice my size'."

"Well—"

A pause; short, but heavy.

"... It'd be a lie for me to say there isn't a part of... truth to this." She admitted.

Her voice was shy, her cheeks were pink, and her mind was fuzzier than ever: clearly, she was extremely embarrassed.

"... If I may, sir... Your... physique certainly does play a part, as well... Your grand stature is quite... imposing. Additionally, it's... undeniable you have a strong presence... I will admit this all contributes to the way I... behave around you."

Amusement: that was the only way he could describe the feeling brewing inside him. Oh, how cute she looked when she spoke like that, so shy, so timid, so innocent.

"... You're sweet, you know that?" He told her with a smirk. "I never would've taken you for such a smooth talker... That's quite the flattery you've given me."

Seeing her get so flustered, so shy, such a blushing mess, all for his sake, all because of him: it was almost endearing to him, in a way. But, mostly, it was arousing. He relished the power he had over her at that moment.

A powerful, manipulative, charming, and handsome man like himself could make someone as vulnerable and delicate as [Y/N] all weak in the knees with just his speech and his presence alone. That sheer thought and the feeling it gave him was a thrill unlike any other.

Slowly, he rose to his feet, still smiling, and started to make his way around his desk, hands in his pockets, towards the trembling woman in front of him.

"... You certainly know how to make a man feel good, don't you, [Y/N]?" He said in a low tone, his smirk now turning into a sly grin. "... Your partner must be quite the satisfied man, with you by his side."

At that, the young woman's blush deepened into a light red.

"... Actually... I currently have no partner... sir." She informed him, visibly ashamed, her tone low, her eyes looking away.

The news made another wave of excitement run through Gant's body; a look that could have only been described as pure satisfaction washed over his face as her timid, nervous confession came to his ears.

"No partner?" He repeated with exaggerated surprise. "You're telling me a beautiful, kind, and respectful woman like yourself is single?"

He took a few more steps towards her, his pace slow and methodical.

"How intriguing..." He mused with a smirk, studying every little nuance of her expression. "I'd have bet a woman like yourself would have men begging to take you out... But I assume you've actually yet to find a man to your liking, who fits your standards... Am I correct?"

Yes, he was correct; of course, he was correct. But [Y/N] simply could not allow herself to answer him: she could not convince herself to speak up and validate his theory.

So, instead, she remained utterly silent, keeping her thoughts to herself, and continued looking away.

Another wave of enjoyment went through his body at her silence, at the sight of her completely cornered by him, by his words.

"... In that case, then... I do wonder what sort of man a woman like yourself would find most attractive." He spoke, the smirk never leaving his face. "For example, do you find yourself attracted to men who are, say... much older than you?"

He was now standing right next to her, looking down at her from his towering height as he rested his right hand on the surface of his desk.

"... Or, perhaps, men with high statuses, who possess a lot of power?" He added, his deep voice barely above a whisper as he stared at her intently.

His eyes slowly trailed down from her eyes to her lips, then came back up again. He took a moment to study her face; her rosy cheeks, her timid, almost fearful expression, her breathlessness. The poor thing's heart was palpitating so fast, he could almost hear it hammering in her chest.

He found her state so endearing and entertaining. It was almost adorable seeing her act so tense and on edge like that.

"... Could even be both, I suppose." He continued in that same tone, smooth and quiet, yet also teasing. "An older man with the right standing in the community, preferably, someone with quite a lot of control over the people beneath him, someone with a lot of authority, with a lot of power..."

He was so close to her now, he could smell the light, flowery scent of her hair, a fragrance so sweet and refreshing it made him want to bury his face in it. The urge to touch her, to take hold of her and feel her frail, delicate body beneath his fingers, to possess her entirely, was very strong at that moment.

"I assume you find that sort of man quite appealing." He said with a voice lower than her breath. "A commanding man, with a presence that's impossible to ignore, a man you wouldn't easily be able to escape from, even if you tried."

He leaned down towards her, slightly, just slightly, just enough for his voice to come whispering straight into her ear.

"... Someone like me, perhaps?"

[Y/N]'s eyes opened wide, a mute gasp getting stuck in her throat; she felt her chest tighten, as if she was being deprived of oxygen.

She wanted to answer him. To tell him that he was right. That he was exactly right. But nothing came out of her, her nervousness, embarrassment, and timidity all too strong for her to even open her mouth, as if her lips were sewn.

Her body was frozen, stiffer than ever, and all she could do was stand there, overwhelmed by his presence, by his body beside her, by his voice in her ear.

Gant chuckled, his smile turning into a knowing smirk as he witnessed her reaction. Her tense body, her silent gasp, her inability to answer him; everything about her in that moment was so precious to his eyes, because it all symbolized how much she was utterly dominated by his mere presence.

"... Well, it's alright." He whispered into her ear as he assessed her silence. "You don't have to answer me. I can tell I'm right from just looking at you."

He slowly brought up his left hand to her face and ran his gloved fingertips down the side of her cheek before gently hooking them under her chin, very carefully raising her head until their eyes met.

"I can see it in your eyes... You're terrified." He said with a dark smile. "And yet, you find yourself unable to move away from me... Don't you?"

His hold on her chin kept her head raised for his viewing, forcing her to look straight into the green of his eyes.

"Because while I intimidate you, I also excite you, don't I?" He continued, leaning forward to be just a few inches away from her. "You feel the need to be perfect for me, you need me to acknowledge you, to pay heed to your hard work, to notice and praise your efforts... Because you find my praise more rewarding than anything else."

His hand moved from her chin to her cheek, gently caressing her skin with his thumb in a circular motion as he continued to stare into her wide eyes.

"You feel excited every time you come into this office, knowing I'll be here. You relish the idea of speaking to me, of pleasing me, of me giving you my attention."

Gant simply loved how she responded to him, how she could do nothing but just stand there, in his grasp: the amount of control he had over her in that moment was so sweet, so thrilling.

He began to gently run his thumb across her bottom lip, watching her expression and taking in every single second of it.

At the touch, [Y/N] quivered. The cold, thick leather on her lip felt good, so good, so much so that it was intoxicating. She was paralyzed, completely trapped, and all she could do was stand there.

But as she stared into his eyes beyond the pink-tinted glasses, she could feel it: desire. She let him slowly part her lips open and locked gazes with him, her eyes needy.

The look in her eyes brought yet another wave of excitement through his body. She looked so submissive, so willing to let him do anything to her, and it was a view that sent a shiver through his spine. He felt his trousers tighten at the sight of this trembling, weak woman, at the sight of her wanting him so badly.

He could not resist it any longer: the urge to feel her lips against his own and the desire to taste her were far too strong not to be allowed. He leaned in towards her, slowly, until his mouth finally made contact with hers.

His lips were firm and demanding against hers, taking full dominance over her with ease while his left hand slid down from her face to the side of her neck, cupping the nape and gripping her skin with his fingers.

Before she could even process what was happening, she was taken away: she felt Gant's lips press on hers, she felt his right hand leave his desk and reach for her hip, she felt his body forcefully moving her around, she felt her lower back come in contact with the desk behind her, she felt the muffled gasp that left her throat as it all happened.

His hand on her hip squeezed her hard, pushing her to sit on the edge of the desk and allowing him to position himself between her open legs as the hand on her neck pulled her towards him further. His lips continued moving over hers, parting her open, his tongue starting to explore her mouth hungrily.

His fingers on her hip promptly traveled upward and stopped at the front of her shirt, blindly, dominantly unbuttoning it as he pushed his body against hers and pinned her in place on the desk. Both of their chests rose and fell rhythmically in rapid succession, as he ravaged her mouth with his.

He broke the kiss after what felt like an eternity, only to quickly find a new target in the curve of her neck: he proceeded to plant hot, wet kisses and licks on her sensitive skin, while his hand continued to unfasten the buttons of her shirt.

[Y/N] barely had enough time to catch her breath after their kiss that needy sighs and gasps of pleasure left her lips at the sensation of his mouth on her neck, of his thick beard on her flesh, of his hands working to undress her.

Against her own volition, her twitching hands reached up to his arms and shoulders, her fingers shyly holding him.

"C-Chief Gant—" She let out in what was both a gasp and a sigh.

He pulled away from her neck just a little, hovering mere inches above her now exposed collarbone as his hands began to push her shirt off her shoulders.

"I don't want to hear you call me 'Chief' right now." He mumbled in a breathless, low voice.

Her eyes widened: never before would she have even fathomed the idea of calling him by his first name, of employing it to address him. But in that instant, he wanted her to.

Timidly, she clung to his body just a bit tighter.

"Y-Yes, sir— I-I mean... D-Damon..."

He let out a quiet, pleased hum as he heard her say his name. It sounded so good to him, so delicious on her quivering, breathless lips. The sheer sound of it made everything even more thrilling, more exciting, leading him to feel his manhood throb from the confines of his trousers.

"Good girl." He murmured on her bare skin as her shirt slid down her body.

He began to slowly run his hands over her exposed, supple skin; over her arms, her shoulders, her collarbone, and her breasts over the lacy fabric of her bra. His touch was firm and dominant, mapping out every curve and dip in its path.

"You've got such lovely skin..." He said, his voice now a deep, low growl as he caressed her, as he admired her perfect body. "... And it's all for me, isn't it?"

The young woman shivered at the cool, rough sensation of his gloved palms gliding over her flesh. As she let him drink in the sight of her defenseless figure, she sheepishly looked up into his emerald eyes and nodded shyly.

His mouth came back to her neck and he began planting more kisses and licks, mixed in with the occasional bite that was not quite painful, but also not gentle enough to feel pleasant. His hands glided over the warm, smooth skin of her slender back, moving upward to the clasp of her bra.

While his mouth continued its assault on her vulnerable neck, his fingers gently played with the hook, trying to undo it without looking: however, it only seemed to make matters worse, his large hands far too big and his gloves far too cumbersome.

"Damn it—" He muttered annoyingly against her neck.

Noting his frustration and impatience, [Y/N] thought for a second before hesitantly speaking up.

"Do... Do you want me to..." She shyly asked, her offer left unfinished as she reached for her back with her hands to meet his.

He looked up at her face in mild surprise as she spoke and saw her shyly move her small, delicate hands to help his fumbling ones. He could do nothing but take in the sight of that slender, fragile body of hers at that moment, and he felt his desire for her spike even more.

"... Yes, do that for me." He said in a breathless, commanding voice.

As he spoke, he leaned back slightly and, as if to pass the time while waiting for her to take off her bra, his hands promptly began to expertly remove his suit.

His suit unbuttoned, he shrugged the article of clothing off his shoulders then decided to remove his gloves; as they came off, revealing his large, powerful hands, he quickly returned them to his chest as he swiftly rid himself of his tie.

Just as her fingers had grabbed hold of the hooks of her bra, she went stiff: there, to her eyes, was a sight that surpassed even those from her wildest fantasies, the sight of him undressing right in front of her, for her eyes, a body she was about to see partially bare for the first time, and which made her heart beat exponentially faster.

She took a breath in and tried keeping her composure when she saw him starting to unbutton the last remnant of his upper body, his black shirt; in tandem with his movements, she slowly, timidly undid the clasp of her bra, before removing it and discarding it on the floor.

Gant felt her eyes on his chest as he removed his shirt, he felt her gaze on his bare torso. Her eyes on him made the thrill even more powerful, the sight of her seeing his strong muscles, his wide shoulders, and his firm pecs; it made his hunger for her even stronger.

His eyes darted down to her chest as she removed her bra and he sucked a sharp breath from the sight. She looked perfect.

Even through his pink-lensed glasses, he could see everything he wanted to: her soft, perky breasts, her round, rosy nipples, her flushed face and quivering lips. He stared hungrily, his gaze locking on her before he quickly came to stand in front of her once more, his body towering above hers.

Both of his hands promptly found her now-exposed chest: his touch was demanding, his grip on her skin firm and almost possessive as he explored every curve and inch of her, his lust progressively rising.

"... You have no idea how much I'm going to enjoy taking you." He growled, his breath hot and heavy as he spoke.

His palms inched up to her breasts, cupping, squeezing, before his fingers moved to the rosy nubs and pinched them between his thumbs and forefingers: and all the while, his sharp, piercing eyes drank her in.

[Y/N] moaned upon feeling his touch, her eyes squinted and her shoulders heaving. She felt utterly owned, her flesh melting in his palms, molded through his fingers, her torso fully offered to him, her chest feeling so small in his big, dominant grasp.

He savored the sounds of her moans and watched her shudder with satisfaction as he toyed with her sensitive skin: he could see in her eyes how powerless she was to his whims, how much she was willing to give him.

He leaned in and lowered his head, moving to bite, lick, and suckle on the tender surface of her neck.

As he continued to take over her body with his burning touches, he let one of his hands idly wander down the smooth, bare skin of her side and around to her back, his hands moving lower while he kept his lips on her neck.

Finding her waist, he did not waste any time grabbing the top of her skirt: he promptly undid the button on her hip, his movements meticulous as he pushed the thin fabric down her legs, past her knees, and around her ankles, before letting it drop to the floor.

He continued to push his body against hers, his left hand remaining on her hip and holding her down while his right moved across the front of her underwear. His touch was deliberate and confident as his thumb and forefinger hooked around the top of her panties.

As he slowly began pulling the item of clothing off of her, he raised his head from her neck.

"Lift your legs." He ordered her in a low, commanding voice.

At that, [Y/N]'s limbs were like paralyzed: eyes wide opened, she stared up into Gant's gaze in realization. She was about to completely give herself over to him. She was about to let him admire her, fully bare. She was about to be at her most vulnerable, right on the very desk of his own office. It was all so exhilarating, so scary, so thrilling, so stressful. And she wanted it.

Her gaze in his, she swallowed and nodded briefly, before she obeyed and lifted her legs for him.

Excitement coursed throughout his being as he watched her raise her legs for him. It was so incredibly empowering to know he had her completely at his mercy: there she was, that young, fragile, innocent thing, submitting herself to him, the almighty District Chief of Police who dominated everything and everyone in his path.

He firmly pushed her legs apart and stepped closer, standing between them as he slowly removed her underwear.

Once the last piece of clothing was tossed away, he stood back and enjoyed the luscious view of her naked, trembling body, of her curves, of her smoothness, of her flesh, of the pink of her flush.

"Such a pretty, young thing..." He whispered to her, his hands finding her inner thighs.

He moved slowly over her, caressing her flesh, tracing his fingers back and forth as he moved them inward.

"Such a pretty, young detective... who looks nothing like her typical, proper self." He continued, his face inches apart from hers. "... You know what you look like right now?"

She bashfully looked up at his face, her legs gently trembling under his touch; a spark of helplessness in her gaze.

"A... A w-whore?" She replied quietly, unsure as to whether that was the answer he had expected.

Gant laughed. A deep, loud, genuine, wholehearted laugh.

"My, my... I was about to say 'a plaything, a toy handmade specifically for me, all for me to use and move around'..." He started, a smirk playing on his lips.

He leaned in even more, until his mouth was right next to her ear.

"... But 'whore' actually fits just as well." He finished, his lips tickling her skin as he spoke.

He gently kissed her ear. Just the slightest, most gentle touch of his lips, but it felt so good, and sent such chills through her body. He nipped at the curve of her ear and slowly moved down to her neck, while his hands spread her legs further apart.

He left a few more kisses below her ear and along her jaw before moving back to her lips: hungrily placing one more time his mouth on hers, he then withdrew from her. His hands left her legs, somewhat reluctantly to move to his own waist, to the front of his pants.

He undid his belt, his eyes still fixed on her. Then, letting it fall to the floor after a brief moment, he proceeded to unbutton and unzip the front of his suit pants.

Soon, they, too fell to the ground next to the rest of their discarded clothes, and he kicked them to the side, leaving only one last article of clothing between them: his black boxer briefs, which had by then grown tight and restraining.

He could feel the tension. He could see her eyes fixate on the thin fabric that did a poor job of hiding his member, on the visible bulge, on the tension and anticipation that he felt all throughout his body. The look on her face was exquisite; the way she quivered, her body so tight and so warm.

He made sure to enjoy that look on her face for a moment longer, then he slowly moved a hand to the top of his boxers, hooking the edges with the tips of his fingers while his palm pulled it down.

[Y/N] watched intensely as his boxers moved lower and lower, revealing more and more of his flesh: his hips, his abdominal muscles, his thighs, until, finally, they fell and joined the other clothes on the floor, leaving him completely bare. The young woman's eyes instinctively opened wide at the sight of his manhood, now free from its confines and visibly rock-hard.

Gant took note of the look in her eyes and chuckled smugly. He had every right to feel pleased with himself: despite his age, he was still a man at his physical peak. And, being the arrogant, egotistical, narcissistic man that he was, he could not help but be proud of himself for sparking such feelings of desire in the young woman's heart.

He took a step, bringing his body to stand right in front of hers on the desk. Taking her hips in his hands, he pulled her forward, sliding her body closer to him while he spread her legs just a bit more, positioning himself between her thighs.

He held her gaze for a moment, the air thick between them. Her soft, smooth skin was against his rough, calloused hands. Her warm, supple breasts were squeezed against his bare torso.

Her face was only inches apart from his.

"I've waited so, so long for this..." He murmured huskily, his voice a low growl as he spoke.

He inhaled her scent once more, his hand raising to move against her hair, his fingers tangling into her silky locks.

"... And I'm going to enjoy every single second of it."

[kittenmey-rin]

Yandere Damon Gant x Female Librarian Reader

It was an beautiful morning one day, you are walking to your workplace and you are so excited to be a new librarian for your own business of a new library, but one minute later, you spot an police car driving beside you and the sidewalk, you stopped walking for an hour, and the police car parked beside the sidewalk, the police car door opened while an mysterious man wearing and orange tuxedo and orange pants, he looked at you and smiles at you. "Hello my sweet sunshine, it's been days since you didn't visit me for a while." He said while winking at you, you remembered the same voice and you said "Damon Gant, what are you doing here, I told you for 500th time that I am busy for my new future life!!!" You glared at him and walked away from him before he gets his response, he growled in anger while looking at you, but he had an idea to make sure that you need him, Damon Gant gets in his police car, close the front driver door, and started driving to the police station, the next day, after you were the new librarian, you were about to go to the library, but one minute later, there stood Damon Gant in front of you. "Hello darling, I know that you want to go to the library, but I am not going to let you go to the library while walking on the sidewalk, so I decided that you should go into my police car, we don't want to have an accident, do we darling??" Damon said while giving you a trusted smile, but under his trusted smile, is an psychotic look on his face.

So a few weeks later, no matter where you go, who you are talking to, you found yourself Damon Gant following you and never let's you go.

[ur-problematic-fave]

"The detective was a new transfer from another state, how easily they had charmed themselves into Gant’s boxers, and even easier, his golden cage currently locking his cock."

Damon Gant gets a dom.

[most-screwed-by-writers-tourney]

Tentative list of characters!

1. Siyun Baek, Dreaming Freedom:

2. Juhyeon, Dreaming Freedom:

3. Khalid, From a Knight to a Lady:

4. “hikaru" from the summer hikaru died.

5. komaeda, danganronpa:

6. Dagmar from Disenchantment -

7. Zylith, Freaking Romance:

8. Morae Baek, I Don’t Want This Kind of Hero:

9. Fiona Frost, Spy X Family:

10. Der Tod, Elisabeth:

11. Ijin Yu. Teenage Mercenary.

12. Fu Shenxing, Who is the Prey:

13. Cutthroat from Akudama Drive:

14. Damon Gant from Ace Attorney:

15. godot from ace attorney.

16. Atsushi Nakajima from Bungo Stray Dogs.

17. Ken Kaneki from Tokyo Ghoul.

18. Hidan from naruto!

19. Nagisa Kaworu from Neon Genesis Evangelion.

20. Joshua Kiryu from The World Ends With You,

21. Tomura Shigaraki, BNHA,

22. Qifrey from Witch Hat Atelier

23. Gojo Satoru from Jujutsu Kaisen

24. Killua Zoldyck from Hunter X Hunter

25. Nikolai Gogol from Bungou Stray Dogs

26. Akio Ohtori from Revolutionary Girl Utena:

27. Some Rabbid from Rayman Raving Rabbids.

28. Tooru Mutsuki from Tokyo Ghoul.

29. Hoshiumi Kourai, Haikyuu

30. Allegro from Vampire in the Garden.

31. Pina, Beastars.

32. Henry from Fire Emblem.

33. Sephiroth from Final Fantasy VII series.

34. Edelgard von Hresvelg from Fire Emblem.

35. Divus Crewel from Twisted Wonderland.

36. Sky Kids from Sky: Children of the Light.

37. Charlotte Wiltshire from Hello Charlotte (video game series)

38. Kim Namwoon from omniscient reader's viewpoint,

39. Mammon Obey Me!

40. Quercus Alba from Ace Attorney Investigations.

41. Kyubey from Madoka Magica:

42. Shinya Banba from Akuma no Riddle:

43. Yukako Yamagishi from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Diamond is Unbreakable.

44. Enrico Pucci from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Stone Ocean.

45. Sukone Tei, VIPPERloid.

46. Cecil Palmer from Welcome to Night Vale,

47. Lysithea von Ordelia from fire emblem three houses.

48. Ursula - The Little Mermaid -

49. Shogo Makishima from PSYCHOPASS.

50. Enoch Drebber from The Great Ace Attorney 2.

51. Ayame Sohma, Fruits Basket:

52. Yashiro nene

53. Muraki Kazukata (Yami no Matsuei/Descendants of Darkness)

54. Brook (I’m the Grim Reaper)

55. Dr Frost

56. Reinhart (I Failed To Oust the Villain)

57. The Sandman from The Sandman (Uri/RPGMaker).

58. Sal (Wadanohara)

59. Kanna kamui from Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid.

60. Ice King from Adventure Time.

61. Jiraiya from Naruto.

62. Dash X from Eerie Indiana:

63. griffith of berserk.

64. Noi, Dorohedoro

[vikkirosko]

Hello. Can I request Miles Edgeworth, Dick Gumshoe and Damon Gant with child female reader?

Reader is 12 but is already a detective. She's even Miles' assigned investigator when he's on a case. Well, Miles prefer to use her as his little assistant and keep her close to him as much as he can, because she tend to often find herself in dangerous situations, and because she has zero sense of orientation and tend to wander away and get lostwhen nobody watches her.

Gumshoe likes to call her "Edgeworth's sidekick" and Gant wonder if she'll would be a better mascot for the police station.

Thank!

Platonic headcanons Young detective

⚖️ Miles Edgeworth x kid fem!Reader 🚘

When Edgeworth was told that the investigator who leads the case with whom he worked for twelve years, he thought it was a joke. As it turned out, this was not the case. You really were a twelve-year-old girl who was called a genius. You genuinely loved your job and did it well, even though it was hard for Miles to get used to the fact that you were a child

Pretty quickly Edgeworth started working with you a lot. He didn't admit that the main reason for this was that you often got into trouble. You were injured several times, so he tried to make sure that you were nearby and not hurt. He knew that your job was sometimes dangerous, but that didn't mean that he would allow you to be injured, so through his efforts you became something like his assistant, even though officially you remained a detective

One day after a court hearing, Miles was going to take you home and told you to wait for him until he drove up in his car, but when he arrived, you were not there. At that moment, he began to panic. He was worried that you might have been abducted, but an hour later you were found a few blocks from the courthouse. As it turned out, it wasn't the first time you left thinking about something. It was then that he found out that you are completely disoriented on the terrain and can easily get lost

Although the prosecutor did not admit it, but he took care of you as if you were his younger sister or daughter. He was sure that when you had a great career in the police ahead of you, but while you were still a child and he was going to make sure that you didn't get into trouble while he was with you

🚔 Dick Gumshoe x kid fem!Reader 🐶

Dick had been working for the police for a long time when you showed up there. At first, he thought that you were someone's daughter who came to visit her parent, so when you said that you were a new detective, he took it as a child's dream and told you that you would definitely succeed. But when he found out that you really were the new detective, he was surprised. He took care of you like a little sister so that nothing would happen to you at work

When you started working with Edgeworth, you both had more work to do, but Dick was able to breathe a sigh of relief. He knew you were safe with the prosecutor. Sometimes he jokingly called you "Edgeworth's sidekick", but pretty quickly it turned from a joke into your official nickname. Dick didn't want to offend you and you knew it perfectly well, because you really worked a lot with Miles

During the several years that you worked together, Dick drove you home. The reason for this was not only your age, but also the fact that you have absolutely no sense of orientation on the ground. Several times you got lost in the city, lost in your thoughts and Dick was looking for you all over the city. After several such searches, he began to take you home to be sure that you would not get lost on the way. He was even afraid to imagine what would happen when you get a driver's license

Dick understood that for him you will always remain the little girl he cared about, even when you turn twenty. But while you were a child, he continued to protect you from the dangers that often arose at your work and helped you with advice and deed, as a mentor and friend, which he was for you

🚔 Damon Gant x kid fem!Reader 🕶

From your first working day as a police detective, Damon was sure that you would become an excellent detective. You were only twelve, but you were a genius and worked as well as professionals. Even when you started working with Edgeworth, his opinion didn't change

Despite the fact that you worked on a par with adults, Gant treated you like a child. He often ruffled your hair and treated you to sweets. He took care of you as if you were his daughter and he tried to make sure that you didn't get into trouble, even though Edgeworth most often became your protector

When he first came up with the idea that you could become the mascot of their police station, he told you about it and heard your dissatisfaction. At that time, he laughed, turning your conversation into a joke, but then he decided that it was a very good idea. He didn't tell you about it so as not to make you angry, but he and other police officers treated you not only as a good detective, but also as the mascot of their police station

Damon hoped that you would work with them for a long time. You were the secret assistant prosecutor, the mascot of the police station. Gant sometimes drove you home after work, because you could easily get lost due to the fact that you absolutely did not know the terrain. He remembered well how when you got lost in the city he was looking for you along with the others. He could have sworn that he had more gray hair that day. Sometimes he would treat you to lunch to make sure you were eating well. Even though you were his subordinate, he took care of you as if you were his own

[turnaboutyandere]

Nice job on the ace attorney women jealous headconons now how about ace attorney men getting jealous and I love your blog keep up the good work

A/N: Sebastian has been aged up to 18+ in these headcanons.

Spoilers for: AA2, AAI2

TW: Delusional mindsets, implied murder, jealousy, possessive behavior, violence (mentioned).

[Phoenix Wright]

Despite his paranoia, Phoenix doesn’t actually get jealous all that often. He may worry too much but ultimately, he does trust you to remain loyal to him, which is why he doesn’t feel threatened when people flirt with you. But despite that, he’s still very overprotective, so don’t be surprised when he cuts in to interrupt whoever was hitting on you.

He has no problem doing so, and will gladly shoo away anyone if you ask him to. However, if you’re adamant about being able to take care of it yourself, he’ll reluctantly back off, even if he does feel a tad jealous. That won’t stop him from eavesdropping, though, just in case things get out of hand.

Speaking of which, if the person hitting on you starts getting aggressive or is making you uncomfortable, he’ll be at your side in an instant. While he may be on the more mild side when it comes to his jealousy, that doesn’t mean he isn’t capable of putting his foot down and getting people to leave you alone.

[Miles Edgeworth]

Now on the other side of the spectrum, we have Miles, who gets jealous a lot more than he wants to admit. The reason for this is actually something he never thought he’d feel: insecurity. His insecurity mainly stems from his inability to “properly” express his love for you, such as with touch and words.

Because of this, he worries that you might leave him for someone who’s much more affectionate and emotionally expressive than he is. He won’t ever voice his insecurities, but he will try to calm them by making sure no one gets the chance to flirt with you.

While out in public, he won’t leave your side for a second; mostly to protect you, but also because he’s worried that someone will try hitting on you. If that does happen, he won’t put up with them at all. A curt reply is all they get from him before you’re forced to leave, not even giving them a chance to get a word in.

[Damon Gant]

There aren’t many situations in which Damon gets jealous, simply because there’s almost no one stupid enough to flirt with you while he’s around. He’s a very intimidating person even without his status, which is usually enough to scare away any unwanted attention.

On the off-chance that someone is bold enough to flirt with you, though, he’ll be quick to step in and shut down their advances. He always acts super chipper and friendly while doing so, but that does little to mask his intimidating aura. Not to mention, his cold green eyes just scream ‘stay away from them’.

If they refuse to do so, then he’ll just drag you away from the conversation. He may be upset, but he’s not going to let his anger get the better of him. Unless, of course, that person is a friend of yours who constantly flirts with you; in that case, Damon will gladly dispose of them, one way or another.

[Shelly de Killer]

Shelly is yet another yandere that doesn’t get jealous often but when he does, it’s... A bit strange, really. The thing about him is that once he becomes obsessed with you, he’s just going to stalk you for a while before deciding to kidnap you, rather than try to date you or gain your trust beforehand. So, in that regard, you’re never truly “his” until your abduction.

And while he’s well-aware of this fact, that doesn’t quell the seething rage he feels at having to watch you date other people. Still, he knows he can’t stop you and that you wouldn’t “save yourself” for a man you barely know, let alone one who’s spent the last few months stalking you.

He never acts on his jealousy (at least not violently) but by God, does he want to. There have been a few times where he’s seriously considered abandoning his code of honor just to keep those insects away from you. Perhaps he’ll find a way to blackmail or threaten people into staying away from you but otherwise, he won’t be meddling in your love life too much.

[Matt Engarde]

Matt is someone few would suspect of being an incredibly jealous and possessive partner. In the past at least, this was true; he didn’t really care much for his ex-lovers. But that’s because none of them could enrapture him quite like you can, so Matt had no reason to care for them. With you, however, things are much different.

If he catches anyone acting a little too friendly with you, he’ll immediately swoop in and join the conversation, acting charming as always. He hates having to play Mr. Nice Guy with these people, but since he has a reputation to uphold, he keeps up his friendly act around them.

He’ll even make jokes about what a “bummer” it is that people keep trying to “steal his sweetheart” just to really sell the act. In reality, however, he’s already made plans to hire some thug to “teach them a lesson” by breaking a few of their bones. Maybe he’ll only get him to break one or two if he’s feeling generous.

[Godot]

If you thought Diego wasn’t the jealous type, you’d be dead wrong. He absolutely despises seeing others try to make moves on you, regardless of whether you’re dating or not. He’s a very protective person, so he’ll always step in to dissuade people from hitting on you further, even if he knows you’re perfectly capable of handling them yourself.

When confronting someone, he does not hold back at all. He usually doesn’t get aggressive at any point, but his words are cold and unnerving. He makes it clear, in no uncertain terms, that you’re not interested and that they need to take a hike. This approach is usually enough to get people to back off.

But if the person hitting on you ever becomes aggressive, he will gladly take them outside and deal with them physically. The only way he’d leave them alone is if you interfered, which he’ll gladly do since he hates seeing you upset. Hopefully that interaction taught them a lesson because otherwise, Diego isn’t going to be so kind the next time he sees them.

[Kristoph Gavin]

Kristoph is an interesting case when it comes to jealousy because he doesn’t get jealous so much as he gets possessive. He’s not worried about someone taking you away from him (they’d be dead if they so much as tried), but he does hate seeing you talk so freely with people who could possibly be attracted to you, regardless of whether they actually are or not.

If he feels a conversation between you and a friend is getting too flirtatious on their part, he’ll grab your attention with some reasonably believable excuse about why you two need to leave, effectively cutting the conversation short. As for people who blatantly flirt with you...

Kristoph tries to give them the benefit of the doubt at first; he politely mentions that you two are dating, hoping they’ll take the hint and back off. If they fail to do so and continue trying to win you over, well... Let’s just say, the police will have a hard time identifying their body.

[Klavier Gavin]

While Klavier may not get jealous often, it is so obvious when he does. He’s never been able to mask his emotions very well, which makes him easy to read. However, his jealousy is something that embarrasses him, so he always does his best to hide it.

When having to confront someone, he usually approaches the situation with a smile, wanting to come off as friendly. He’ll gently put his arm around your waist and introduce himself as your boyfriend, hoping that’ll be enough to dissuade the person trying to chat you up.

If that doesn’t work, his smile will disappear and he’ll glare at them. He’ll cut them off mid-sentence, once again saying that you’re his, before pulling you away from the conversation. All in all, his jealousy isn’t that bad, mostly because Klavier is a rather tame yandere compared to others.

[Wocky Kitaki]

It should come as no surprise that Wocky is a jealous yandere, and a rather aggressive one at that. He’s also probably the most unreasonable with his jealousy, believing that almost every man you come in contact with is trying to steal you from him.

If you’re unfortunate enough to get caught talking to a male friend, he’ll immediately butt into the conversation to ask what you’re talking about, glaring at your friend the entire time. Thankfully, it doesn’t take a lot to calm him down, just some reassurance about how you’re never going to leave him, and that you belong to him, etc.

However, if he catches someone actually flirting with you, you’re gonna need to hold him back because he’ll definitely beat them up if you don’t. When he sees that you won’t let him “deal with them” himself, he’ll put his family’s connections to good use and have someone rough them up for him.

[Raymond Shields]

Besides Phoenix, Ray is probably the most rational when it comes to others flirting with you. He tries his best to be understanding, as he was also a flirt once upon a time. He’ll always deal with them if you don’t want to, politely explaining that you’re already in a relationship.

The only time he really gets jealous is if you don’t realize someone is hitting on you, which only encourages them to try harder. In that situation, he’s quick to step in and dissuade them from making further advances towards you.

His tone is always friendly and casual, wanting to keep the mood light-hearted as not to start any unnecessary fights. However, if the person still insists on trying to pursue you, his more serious side will come out as he states, rather firmly, that you’re not interested before pulling you away from them.

[Sebastian Debeste]

Jealousy is a bit of an odd thing for Sebastian in that he only experiences it when it’s least warranted, mostly due to his delusion. One part of him believes that there’s no possible way that you’d leave him for someone else, which is why he trusts you to turn down any advances made towards you. Another part of him, though, is convinced that someone is going to take you away from him.

What’s strange is that it’s never someone that’s actually hitting on you but rather, a close friend of yours. No matter how many times you assure him that they are just that and that they aren’t attracted to you, Sebastian will remain unconvinced. Whenever he gets jealous, his immediate first response is to cling to you, staring at you like a lost puppy while you awkwardly try to hold a conversation.

If he feels the conversation is going on too long, he’ll start whining and trying to convince you to cut it short, almost dragging you away when you finally give in. This childish tactic always seems to work however, since the only alternative is being forced to watch him cry and accuse you of trying to leave him.

[Simon Keyes]

Simon is likely the most jealous yandere in the series, so much so that he even gives Dahlia a run for her money. Having been deprived of love for so long, it’s only natural that he’d be a little possessive of the one person he actually cares for, right? Well, unfortunately for you, Simon takes his jealousy way too far.

You interacting with anyone -and I mean anyone- other than him is enough to get his blood boiling. He doesn’t care who they are or how innocent their intentions may be; you are his and he’s not letting anyone take your attention away that easily.

Similar to Sebastian, he deals with these situations by acting whiny and clinging to you. It’s what people expect of his persona, so no one really bats an eye when he begins complaining about wanting to leave. Behind that fearful mask, however, lies a wrathful monster ready to destroy anyone that poses a threat to your relationship.

[trashcanfills]

Whats with me having crushes on fictional characters that arent popular in the fandom like cmon brain heart whyyyyyy

[nowandajenn]

Kinktober 2020 Masterlist

1. Pubic sex- feat. Andy Barber

2. Authority kink- feat. Steve Rogers

3. Oral- feat. Ransom Drysdale

4. Voyeurism- feat. Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes

5. Special occasion sex- feat. Chris Evans x Kelly Evans (Blue Christmas universe)

6. Daddy kink- feat. Andy Barber

7. Multiple partners- feat. Steve Rogers and Damon Salvatore

8. Beard burn/ beard kink- feat. Ari Levinson

9. Quickie- feat. Jake Jensen

10. Car sex- feat. Mike Weiss

11. Hair pulling- feat. Ransom Drysdale

12. Playing with toys- feat. Nick Gant

13. Temperature play- feat. Johnny Storm

14. Lingerie- with Frank Adler

15. Dirty talk- with Frank Adler

16. Dom character/ sub reader- feat. Nomad Steve

17. Dom reader/ sub character- feat Chris Evans

18. Phone sex/ sexting- feat. Ari Levinson (’Laid Bare’ universe)

19. Food/ drink play- feat. Nick Vaughan

20. Bondage- feat. Paul Diskant

21. Anal- feat. Chris Evans

22. Breeding kink- feat. Chris Evans x Kelly Evans (Blue Christmas universe)

23. Choking/ breath play- feat. Lloyd Hansen

24. Cockwarming- feat. Andy Barber

25. Thigh riding- feat. Ari Levinson

26. Spanking- feat. Ari Levinson

27. Edging- feat. Ransom Drysdale

28. Knife play- feat. Curtis Everett

29. Praise Kink- feat. Steve Rogers

30. Blindfold- feat. Frank Adler

31. Costume/ role play- feat. Chris Evans

[forkgirl]

Yandere Headcanons for Luke Atmey, Damon Gant and Furio Tigre (odd choices, I know, but I just think they’re neat) (also if you’re uncomfortable with any of them you don’t have to do them)

I can do Damon Gant! I am horrible at interpreting the other two (they’re hot though, and for you i will make a separate post about them, i’ll tag you if you want when that post comes out since i know i’m slow at requests)

Okay anyways

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Damon isn’t like the other yanderes - in the sense that he doesn’t get jealous. He KNOWS there’s no one stupid enough to flirt with you once he makes it known that you’re the apple of his eye, even before you even think of him as a romantic partner (or even before he blackmails you into becoming his)

100% uses his position as your superior, or just as chief of police to get you to be his. If you’re an attorney, or a detective or police officer, he does the best he can to get you to rise up the ranks or even help you forge evidence - even if you refuse to use faulty evidence in court. He insists you do so anyways.

He’s a master manipulator. Stated above, he will guilt trip you that he went through all of this work and even dug up old unrelated evidence just so you could win this trial, and who are you to refuse him?

If you have no connection or ties to the legal world, he does make empty threats and will lie to you all the time about the things he can do if you were to ever leave him, just to keep you in a constant state of fear. He rarely threatens you, only after a fight.

He’s very physically affectionate, his hugs feel more like a trap than a sign of love and affection, and he likes it that way. He constantly says he cares about you like no one else does or will, and soon you’ll find yourself believing it.

He keeps you at home most of the time, unless you’re working in the legal field, then he moves your office right by his or even has you work in his office. He’s controlling, unrelenting, and needs to know where you are all hours of the day.

thank you for requesting!! as said i’ll do a bit more research into the other two, i need to freshen up my mind since it’s been so long since i’ve played their respective games, but it’ll come eventually 💓💓💓

[turnaboutyandere]

Hi, can I ask for head with Uncle Ray and Damon Gant? Their reaction to the fact that the reader is engaged in an extreme sport? Thank you in advance!

TW: Controlling behavior, paranoia.

[Damon Gant]

You never would’ve guessed that Damon was bothered by your hobby, seeing as how supportive he seemed when you told him about it initially. Hell, he even seems happy for you, especially if it has something to do with swimming or just water in general. Internally, however, he is... Less than pleased.

He’d been hoping that any hobbies you might have wouldn’t require you to go out often, as he can be quite greedy when it comes to “sharing you” with other people. To find out that your hobby not only has you leaving the house regularly, but is also dangerous, leaves him feeling rather angry.

After all, he can’t have his beloved partner going out and wasting their time with others, now can he? Of course, you’re kept in the dark about all of this, even when he begins manipulating you into quitting. So, regardless of whether your sport is extreme or not, don’t expect to be practicing it for much longer once you start dating Damon.

[Raymond Shields]

Ray is initially very supportive when he finds out about your hobby. He’s always held a lot of respect for athletes, and to find out that his beloved partner is one makes him feel so proud. However, the more he prods for details and learns about what your hobby actually entails, the more unsure he becomes.

While he doesn’t doubt your skill, he’s still very overprotective and worries about your safety constantly. That’s why, when he learns of all the possible risks involved, he’s quick to suggest you quit it, or at least try a non-extreme version if there is one.

If you’re adamant about not quitting, he’ll eventually drop the issue. But that doesn’t mean he’ll give up. Instead, he’ll try to find ways of getting you to quit without putting you at risk. He doesn’t care if he has to pull strings to get you kicked out of your team or group; as long as you’re safe, that’s all that matters.

[turnaboutyandere]

Can I get some Damon Gant with a reader who actively tries to avoid him because they think that Damon is too overbearing and a bit scary? Thank you very much!!

TW: Abuse of authority, manipulation.

[Damon Gant]

🌊 Initially, Damon dismisses your behavior as simple shyness. You’re new to your job, he reasons, and you still need time to adjust. He decides it’d be best to back off and give you some space. After all, he doesn’t want to scare off someone as fascinating as you.

🌊 He’s well-aware of what kind of impression you might have of him, so he tries to tone-down his dominant attitude when you’re around. He’s more chipper, more friendly, around you. He even lets you off the hook when you make mistakes that he wouldn’t hesitate to punish anyone else for.

🌊 He had hoped that his patience would eventually pay off, but the more you avoid him, the more irritable he becomes. He’s done all he can to earn your trust. Having you continuously push him away despite all of his efforts to make you feel more comfortable around him makes him incredibly angry.

🌊 And he especially hates seeing how relaxed you are around your coworkers compared to him. With everyone else, you never act timid or nervous. Whereas with him, there’s a constant look of dread in your eyes, and he can practically sense your desperation to get away from him.

🌊 But rather than let his anger get the best of him, he opts to let it go. Instead, he decides to toy with you for a bit. He lets you distance yourself for a little while longer, and makes you think you’re safe from him. But behind the scenes, he’s already begun pulling the strings to start isolating you from everyone else.

🌊 When he feels he can’t stand to be away from you for much longer, he starts forcing you to interact with him. Stopping you in the hallway to have a chat, inviting you to eat with him in his office during your break, not letting you talk to anyone else during the occasional office get-togethers, and so on.

🌊 He can tell that you hate every second you’re forced to spend with him, which amuses him greatly. He supposes this is his way of punishing you for trying to avoid him. You’re his, after all, even if you don’t quite realize it yet. You’ll simply have to get used to him being a constant presence in your life.

🌊 Soon after, your coworkers start avoiding you like you used to do to him. People you once called friends now seemed incredibly anxious whenever you spoke to them, as if just talking with you could cost them their jobs or even their lives. And unbeknownst to you, it could.

🌊 After a while of this, you end up becoming a pariah in your own workplace. People don’t talk to you if they can help it, and some of them don’t even look at you when you walk by. You lose everyone you could confide in about this, until the only person who actively seeks out your company is the chief.

🌊 But you’re not stupid. You know your sudden loneliness is all his doing. And despite your fear, you can’t bring yourself to push him away again, not when it could result in innocent people being put at risk. You hate to think about what he’d do if you rejected him...

[turnaboutyandere]

can i get some damon gant and kathrine hall hcs please? thank u!

Spoilers for: AAI2

TW: Abuse of authority, manipulation, murder, obsession, possessive behavior.

[Damon Gant]

🌊 Damon has always been very in-tune with his emotions, even those he rarely feels. So when he realizes that the “little crush” he’s been harboring is something much darker than he first thought, he’s only mildly surprised.

🌊 This is because he’s always dismissed his feelings in favor of focusing on his work. Most of his life was dedicated to moving up the ranks as a detective, and relationships just didn’t fit anywhere in his schedule.

🌊 But things are different now. With his goal of becoming Chief of Police achieved, there’s really nothing holding him back. He figures that maybe, just maybe, he deserves a little reward for all of his hard work. That reward, of course, being you.

🌊 He wastes no time in asking you out. He knows what he wants and how to get it, and is rather straight-forward with his intentions. He also makes it clear, in no uncertain terms, that “no” is not an acceptable answer. Once he’s decided you’re his, there’s no going back.

🌊 When it comes to affection, he’s not the most experienced, but he tries for your sake. His hugs always feel overpowering, which is completely intentional on his part. It’s a subtle way for him to assure you that you’re not the one in control, he is.

🌊 He’s a very controlling person in general, but this behavior increases tenfold when it comes to you. He needs to know where you are, who you’re with and what you’re doing at all hours of the day. Your safety is his top priority

🌊 He absolutely can and will use his position as Chief of Police to get rid of anyone he considers competition. Be it ruining their life or taking it, it doesn’t matter. Everything will be swept under the rug and there will be nothing linking him to it, thus keeping you completely in the dark.

🌊 He’ll soon start isolating you from others, and will try convincing you to quit your job. He reasons that, since he makes enough to support the both of you, there’s no reason for you to work. He believes your only job in life is to love him unconditionally.

🌊 The only way you’d ever be able to break up with him is by running away. Your moment of freedom is just that, however: a moment. Because soon, people you care about will start turning up dead or missing.

🌊 He’ll appear on the news shortly after, being interviewed about all of these “mysterious” deaths and disappearances. Towards the end, he says how he wishes he could stop these horrendous crimes, but that the situation is out of his hands.

🌊 The threat is silent but the message is as clear as day. Reluctantly, you drag yourself “home” before any more dead bodies appear. And Damon is there waiting for you, with open arms and his usual smile.

🌊 As he pulls you in for a hug, he tells you how worried he was about you, and how he thought you were dead. He doesn’t need to verbalize his thoughts for you to know what he means by that: if you ever pull a stunt like that again, there will be hell to pay.

[Katherine Hall]

🍫 Despite what many may think, Katherine is actually very scared of falling in love. Her father’s imprisonment made her realize just how easy it is to lose someone you care about. So when you come along, she’s very conflicted about what to do.

🍫 On the one hand, she desperately wants to be with you. But on the other, she’s afraid of the anguish and trauma that losing you might bring. With a heavy heart, she decides it would be best to keep her feelings a secret.

🍫 But as time goes on, and she spends more of it with you, she finds it harder to do so. Every moment with you has her falling deeper in love, and it gets to a point where she feels she might burst if she doesn’t tell you how she feels.

🍫 She eventually blurts out her feelings to you one day when both of you are alone. And to her shock, you accept her confession. She nearly bursts into tears of joy when you confess that you like her as well. She feels a huge weight being lifted off her shoulders.

🍫 From that day forward, she swears to fight tooth and nail to keep you safe. This time will be different, she tells herself. This time, she won’t let someone she loves slip through her fingers.

🍫 She soon starts revolving her entire life around you. She always sets aside her needs and desires to take care of yours, and assures you that she has no problem with this. As long as you’re happy, she’s happy.

🍫 She’s very affectionate, to the point where it’s suffocating. It doesn’t matter if you’re in public or in private, she’ll always be clinging to you in some way. It helps keep her calm and grounded.

🍫 She also loves spoiling you. If she catches you staring at something in a store, you’ll find it gift-wrapped on your bed the next day. Or if you make an off-hand comment about a dish you like, you’ll later find Katherine bustling around the kitchen, learning how to make it.

🍫 She’s not a violent person, so harming others doesn’t even cross her mind at first. Her usual method of solving problems is by talking things out with you. And while she trusts you completely, the same can’t be said about those around you...

🍫 She constantly worries that someone might try to hurt you when she’s not around. If she believes someone has crossed a line, she’ll find a way to get rid of them. And coming home to see you safe and happy always helps drown out her guilt.

🍫 If you ever break up, Katherine will be devastated. She’ll cling to you, sobbing and begging you not to leave. She promises to be better, and to fix things. But no matter how many times you say it, she can’t accept that the problem is her obsessive behavior.

🍫 When you finally manage to leave her, she won’t be the same afterward. She won’t force you to stay with her, but she’ll be left broken; a shell of the person she once was.

[vikkirosko]

Masterlist Others

👻 Maya Fey 🍔

Little fox

Maya Fey x Reader headcanons

🚔 Dick Gumshoe 🐶

Dick Gumshoe x kid fem!Reader platonic headcanons Young Detective

Dick Gumshoe x child fem!Reader platonic headcanons Little anarchist

🚔 Damon Gant 🕶

Damon Gant x kid fem!Reader platonic headcanons Young Detective

👨‍⚖️ Judge ⚖️

Judge x child fem!Reader platonic headcanons Little anarchist

🔎Herlock Sholmes ����

Herlock Sholmes x Reader headcanons

Herlock Sholmes x Reader headcanons Dates

Herlock Sholmes x Reader headcanons Simultaneous confessed feelings

Herlock Sholmes x Reader headcanons Nervous

[turnaboutyandere]

Rules, Characters And Other Things

A Quick Warning:

This is a yandere writing blog. It will (to varying degrees) deal with topics such as: suicide, self-harm, mental illness, murder, torture, trauma, violence, abuse, kidnapping, drugging, stalking, obsession and similar things. If any of these things make you uncomfortable or trigger you in any way, block this blog immediately.

Some Things Of Note:

My interpretation of these characters is likely going to change over time. My writing will reflect this, so don’t be surprised if you see contradictions between requests.

All scenarios written for this blog will be cross-posted onto AO3, Wattpad and Quotev.

If a request breaks one of my rules, is sent in while requests are closed, asks for something I’ve already written or asks for something I feel I can’t write, I will delete it.

The ask box is always open for interactions. All I ask is that you keep the topic about yanderes. Asks that break this rule will be deleted, though the rule does not extend to things such as feedback, anons ID’ing themselves, blog promos, people asking for advice, etc. I also reserve the right to not answer asks for whatever reason, even if they break no rules.

I am no longer accepting NSFW asks. All old NSFW asks are tagged “n//sfw”.

Latest Works:

Kazuma Asogi: British S/O (Mini Headcanons)

Phoenix Wright, Miles Edgeworth: Shy S/O (Mini Headcanons)

Miles Edgeworth: Usually cheerful S/O who becomes quiet and nervous around him (Mini Headcanons)

Phoenix Wright, Miles Edgeworth, Franziska von Karma: S/O who killed themselves (Mini Headcanons)

What I Will Write:

Headcanons. You can request up to three characters for headcanons.

Scenarios. You can request only one character for a scenario.

Yandere alphabet. You can request up to three characters per ask and five letters per character. The alphabet can be found here.

Yandere tarot cards. You can request up to three characters per ask and three cards per character. The list can be found here.

AUs. Examples: Hanahaki disease, soulmates, fantasy etc.

Mini headcanons. Everything you need to know is explained here.

What I Won’t Write:

Pedophilia

Incest

Non-con

NSFW

Polyamory

Excessive gore (y’all can have a lil gore, as a treat)

Genderbent characters

Character X Character

Character X OC

Yandere reader

Platonic yanderes

Cheating

A/B/O

Rules For Requesting:

Wait for your request to be written before submitting another.

Check to make sure requests are open. This information is always available in my blog’s description.

Check which characters I write for. Others will be added in the future.

Be specific as to what you want. If you don’t mention whether you want headcanons or a scenario in your request, I will automatically write headcanons.

Characters I Write For:

Phoenix Wright

Miles Edgeworth

Damon Gant

Franziska von Karma

Shelly de Killer

Matt Engarde

Dahlia Hawthorne

Luke Atmey

Ron DeLite

Godot

Kristoph Gavin

Klavier Gavin

Wocky Kitaki

Raymond Shields

Sebastian Debeste (post-canon)

Simon Keyes

Katherine Hall

Bobby Fulbright

Simon Blackquill

Kazuma Asogi

Satoru Hosonaga

Sherlock Holmes

Barok van Zieks

Ashley Graydon

Enoch Drebber

Current Requests

Masterlist

Anon List

- Mod Dollie