#Yandere OC

[bunnygirllover45]

something something he wants a dog.

[cloudedcreams]

[nsfw] thinking about a yandere husband who is completely enamoured with you.

even before marriage he had been all over you. claiming you with every chance, clinging to your arm at all times to let people know that you were his. it wasn’t enough though, he had told you as he leant down on one knee to propose to you. he needed your heart to truly belong to him forever, and the promise of marriage was barely something he thought to be a question.

he doesn’t like the idea of you working. no, he wants you to be his perfect stay at home wife! to spend hours in front of the mirror trying to look all pretty for him, or to engage in meaningless crafts around the house. he doesn’t mind what you do, so long as you’re at home. and so he watch through the cameras even whilst he’s out! <3

but no, you don’t know that part. you’re tooo sweet and innocent to even consider the possibility that your boyfriend is a freak! he’s completely obsessed with you, but so long as he knows that you’re his, things should be fine, right?

you can’t find your phone.

you’ve searched for it everywhere and it seems to have vanished which is such a shame, you were discussing an outing with a long term friend you hadn’t seen in a while. by the time you find it wedged between the couch she’s busy again and you sigh, wondering how it got there and brushing it off as your forgetfulness.

he loves how easy it is to make you question yourself.

it’s been a little while since you’ve been out. you ask your husband if he’d like to go out on a date with you but he declines, snuggling closer towards you and resting his head upon your shoulder. the point of a date is to be with you… and he’s already doing that! there’s no reason to go outside, not when he can have you all to himself at home!

also, can he be blamed for wanting to fuck you so often?

grasping at your hips as he thrusts himself inside of you, a low “hnngh” leaving his lips. he passionately thrusts his lengths inside of you, panting against your ear as he whispers his fantasies of fucking a baby into you.

“wanna make you all mine…” he trails off, placing a kiss upon your ear as his quickens his pace. “w-want everyone to know who you belong to!”

and barely after that he’s cumming, leaving his love inside of you as he comes to a halt and showers your face with kisses. he whispers to you about how well you did, before sinking down besides you.

“we fit perfectly angel. because we’re made for each other always.” he says, tracing the lines around your palm. you smile tiredly against him, letting the rise and fall of his chest lull you to sleep.

[heartfullofleeches]

Farmer Reader meeting Carnis for the first time:

[rororonyan]

So this how the popularity vote is going...

[dunzella]

I mentioned sum bout making an intro for him… this all I got lmfao.

Heat

Self-indulgent, needed a cute lil fluff in my life, the reader is implied to be black (since I am) but can be imagined as any race.

Yandere! Puppy Hybrid

Cloudy wasn’t really feeling like a good boy right now. Good boys don’t hump their owner’s dirty panties like some depraved mutt, nor do they leave sticky, shameful evidence of their need all over the bed, the floor—hell, even your bonnets weren’t safe, caught in the crossfire of his rut.

But fuck, it was getting harder every day.

His big, trembling hands gripped the fabric tight enough to tear, pressing it against his flush face. Feeling euphoric as your scent drowned his senses, suffocating and sweet. It was making his cock twitch between his legs, leaking precum down the sheets.

You didn’t know how his heat had been eating him alive, how it left him curled up on your bed whimpering and rutting into your pillow like a desperate animal. You had been gone all day, working talking to people who weren’t him, laughing with people who weren’t him.

And that wasn’t fair.

He was the only one who should have your attention, you belonged to him, your scent, and your womb belonged to him.

The thought made his hips jerk forward his cock sliding against the satin pillow, knot swollen and angry from days of neglect.

His breathing hitched, panting against your panties, pressing his long tongue into the fabric desperate for more of your taste.

Cloudy wanted to breed. You specifically. He imagined it so many times, pressing your thick thighs above your head covering your body with his huge one—in mating press, licking and biting at your soft skin as he pumped you full of his seed.

He shouldn’t be thinking this. Shouldn’t be grinding his cock into the satin sheets like a desperate whore, moaning for you like you’d ever let him have you like that. But he couldn't help it, just thinking about his thick knot stretching you open, locking him inside, burying his cum deep, deep, deep—

"Nngh— Master—!"

His fluffy tail wagged wildly against the bed, ears twitching as he let out a needy whimper. His body shuddered, legs shaking, as his cock pulsed, thick hot cum spraying over the pillow… "Shit."

Cloudy’s panting filled the empty room, tongue lolling out on the side of his mouth. His eyes flickered over his surroundings—the mess spread across the room, the ruined sheets, the sticky fabric in his grip, the unmistakable scent of cum potent in the air.

"Oh no..."

How was he supposed to clean this up before you got home?

note: lwk want to draw an introduction for him.

[tsuutarr]

Rich! Yandere x Chill! Reader

Work is a drag – your supervisor expects mountains from you while allowing himself to pick pebbles. He expects you to be there before him and leave after him even though he allows himself to arrive late and leave on time. He expects you to respond to every email and ask questions but ignores emails sent his way. He condescendingly laughs at you and gets annoyed at you making mistakes even though he’s made plenty himself.

In conclusion, you’re about to lose it. Go absolutely bonkers.

Still, you gotta earn money somehow, so…

You really have no choice but to continue onwards.

But seriously, who thought a cycle of work and work and more work was a good idea? You have a few choice words for them. Especially since you’re forced to stay longer than you want to because your stupid supervisor decided to give you work at the last minute, two minutes before you clock out.

By the time you arrive home, you’re dead tired, absolutely unable to keep your eyes open. You tell yourself that you need to get changed, eat dinner, brush your teeth, catch up on your weekly show… but your body is too tired to obey any of that, so it’s lulled into a long, dreamless slumber.

When you come to, you wake up on a gorgeous bed in a gorgeous room. You’re disoriented, absolutely positive that you’re dreaming. But you don’t wake up even after pinching yourself so… this must be real?

Your thoughts are interrupted as the doors to the room open, showcasing a handsome man. You’re pretty sure you’ve seen him on the news somewhere. Probably. Anyway, the point is that he’s handsome.

“Are you feeling all right, Darling?” he asks, voice velvety smooth and deep like dark chocolate.

“I guess?” you say, feeling surprisingly calm. He blinks at you.

“Ah… are you not going to ask where you are…?”

“Oh, right.” You nod. “Where am I?”

“You’re at one of my mansions,” he responds, smoothing out his dress shirt. “I’ve selected the best one, just for you.”

“Oh wow.” Flashes of your dingy one bedroom apartment flash through your head. “That’s great.”

“And of course, you’ll have everything provided for you. If you need anything, just tell me – I can get you everything you desire.”

“That’s amazing,” you respond. “I’m in.”

“Wha–” he looks at you, shocked. “I knew you were in dire financial straits but… aren’t you going to be wary of me, Dear? I mean, I kidnapped you?”

“My guy, the economy is awful, I hate my job, and I really just want to enjoy life for once. I am not complaining.” Shrugging your shoulders, your gaze remains steady on him. “Besides, you’re easy on the eyes.”

A bright red blush splatters itself across his cheeks, forcing him to clear his throat. “W–well, I’m pleased that my appearance is desirable to you.”

“Yup,” you reply, before looking at him curiously. “So like… did you stalk me or something? Put trackers on me?”

“Wha–”

“Well, it kinda seems like you’ve been after me for a while, I guess. Sorry if I’m wrong?”

“Well, no, you’re not… incorrect. But does that not bother you?”

“I mean, social media already has all my info anyway, so…” you hum thoughtfully. “Hm. Anyway. Does kidnapping me mean that you won’t let me go out again? A lot of stories have the guy locking their love interest up.”

He blinks. “I… suppose so…?”

“I don’t entirely mind, but I feel like I’ll probably go nuts if I’m not allowed to go out at all. Can’t we compromise? Like… you can have your trackers on me or have someone follow me around. Actually, why don’t you come along?”

He blinks. “Pardon?”

“I mean, it’s a fair trade, isn’t it? I have friends and family that I gotta see so I don’t go insane, but like, I don’t mind spending most of my time here. And if I do go out, you can just keep track of that. Plus it’s not like I have money or power to actually run or something anyway.” You nod, certain.

“You… you’re certainly rather… receptive to this whole situation.”

“Again, the economy is trash and you’re hot.”

He clears his throat, looking embarrassed. “W–well, it isn’t the worst idea in the world, I suppose. However, the world at large is quite dangerous. You can’t fault me for wanting to keep you locked up. It’s the best way to keep you safe–”

“Oh, I know!” you snap your fingers. “Let’s get married.”

“...Excuse me?”

“I mean, that way you’ll legally be my family. Then you can be with me ‘til death do us apart. Or something.” Satisfied, you nod. “Good idea, don’t you think?”

Gears whir inside his head as he looks at you, completely flabbergasted by your proposal. He’s happy that you seem satisfied with the situation and want to marry him but… but…

“Good idea indeed,” he agrees, fully abandoning any notion of common sense (not that he had much to begin with). 

Your willing acceptance of your situation wasn’t what he was expecting, but… who is he to complain?

It’s working in his favor, after all.

[myuserisunnamed]

can you write about sub yan trying to please daring? thank you!!!

sub! yandere who tries so so hard to make you happy with him, he just wants the reassurance of your love! and maybe a lock of your hair… and maybe a pair of your dirty underwear… and maybe- you know what nevermind, all that matters is that his love is pure, albeit mixed with lust.

he’ll do small things like give you lunch with a… special homemade sauce. or help you declutter your room, but small things go missing every so often. oh well, it should be in your room somewhere!

okay and maybe he did put some hidden cameras in your house… and maybe added an airtag to all of your bags… and maybe- you know what, you don’t need all the details. he just needs you so badly, it physically hurts whenever you don’t look at him.

“please my love, my darling, the reason i am alive, please look at me. did i do something wrong? are you mad at me? do i need to prove you my love by cutting a finger off? or maybe- maybe by killing that one co-worker who’s been annoying you, i know how much you hate them. or is it- is it me?! do you hate me?! i will end it all, and spell your name out with the blood of my throat if you so wish!” he says manically, pointing a sharpened kitchen knife to his throat.

and this happens every single day.

today, however, you had your own little experiment you wanted to conduct. and that experiment being not saying i love you back. who knew it would turn into this? it’s fine, he pulls out the knife every other month or so.

“can you stop yelling, you’re making my head hurt,” you say, rubbing your temples.

immediately he drops the knife, and goes to hug and baby you.

“oh my beloved, are you okay? i’m sorry my love, i didn’t mean to- to make your head hurt. forgive me, oh please forgive me,” he says, peppering your face with kisses.

he’s like a dog, obediently following your orders with his tail wagging of happiness behind him. tell him to do something as simple as cooking a meal, and he’ll do it with a smile. or do something as heinous as get rid of a few people, and he’ll do it with a manic grin.

[banj0possum]

A Purrfect Team

Big Cat Hybrids x GN! Cat Hybrid! Reader

wi wi wi we we wi u ya ya is this basically zootopia? nuh uh no its not

🐾 You never thought you would ever see yourself, a little cat hybrid, working at a big firm like Apex. Being a mild-mannered kitty from the country, city life wasn't really something that you thought of often.

🐾 That was until you got a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get a job that offered a lot of pay. Your family's fishing business needed some help so you decided to take it.

🐾 You packed your things, bid goodbye to your family, and headed off.

🐾 The subway ride to the office building was a long and stressful one, but eventually you made it !

🐾 Inside was bustling with all sorts of hybrids walking and flying about doing whatever business they were dealing with. Coming up to the front desk, you ask the Secretary Bird hybrid sitting on the other side about your first day.

🐾 She looks up from her ledger and back down to blink at the little thing wearing what seems to be a flannel instead of a proper dress shirt.

🐾 "Ohhh, you're that kid from outta town. Just sign here then take a seat over there while I call someone to show you around." She chirps, picking up one of the many landlines and punches in some numbers.

🐾 After a bit of waiting, a snow leopard hybrid sauntered over to where you were sitting, holding a clipboard that seemed miniscule in his paw

🐾 "So you're our new assistant, huh?" He looks at you with piercing blue eyes. He looked at you up and down like he was considering whether or not he'd eat you or something.

🐾 He bids you to follow him in a tired, gravelly voice. Now and again you'd see him take glances at you as you waddle after him trying to match his speed. He was a big guy with big strides !

🐾 "You're going to be working with me and my colleagues up at upper management, so I expect you to be settled as soon as possible, understood?" He rumbles, going into an elevator as you nod, quickly heading in as well.

🐾 As the elevator went up, employees went in and out on your way to the top. You tried to ignore the fluffy tail that curved around your legs softly as if protectively shielding you against the people piling into the small area.

🐾 Eventually, the two of you arrived at your designated floor and entered one of the doors in the sleep hallway. A lion, black panther, and a tiger hybrid perk up and look at you, hearing the door open.

🐾 Big cats..this will be interesting ...

🐾 "Shigara! Who's this little thing beside you?" The black panther greets cheerfully, looking at you with green eyes that widen with interest.

🐾 "Awee, didn't know our new assistant would be such a cutie~!" The tiger purred out, swishing his tail.

🐾 "Hush Nikolai, you'll scare them away.." The lion mewls, but with his deep voice it wasn't as comforting as it should be..

🐾 "Enough, let's get him accustomed." The snow leopard grunted behind you, his arms crossed impatiently.

🐾 Getting used to your new life was pretty easy. Your three big bosses were scary but you saw they meant well, so it didn't take long for you to get used to office work.

🐾 Shigara the snow leopard hybrid was always the one to "supervise" you.

🐾 He always had this begrudging look on his face as he watched you type away at your computer with his arms crossed.

🐾 Most of the time he was just silently watching you but now and again he'd growl out some random reminders

🐾 "You haven't had water in 30 minutes."

🐾 "15 minute break. Now."

🐾 "You're sitting too close to the screen, move back."

🐾 As stern as he sounds, he's quite gentle when he has to make you follow his little requests to take care of yourself.

🐾 Give him a thank you, or a little compliment and you he gets shy, flattening his ears as he looks away.

🐾 "Think nothing of it. I won't have our assistant ignore their health while they work..."

🐾 Farrel the black panther always showed up to talk to you during your breaks, often bringing snacks or sweet treats for you to try.

🐾 He is somewhat obsessed with how small you are compared to him. He'd ask you permission to hold your hand in his large one.

🐾 He mewls giddily when your claws come out after he presses your palm, they're so small !!!

🐾 You have a sneaking suspicion he's been putting important files on the higher shelves so he can watch you struggle to reach them and eventually ask someone to help you.

🐾 He asks for your favorite foods so he can buy them for you, but gets frustrated when you say you're fine with anything. LET HIM PAMPER YOU !!

🐾 He will buy you yarn or anything that dangles just to see if you would play with it.

🐾 Almost went into cardiac arrest when he walked by your little office and caught you toying with one of his gifts while working.

🐾 Took photos, shared it to the boys' group chat, everyone liked and saved it.

🐾 "I got this from the new bakery downtown! I saved this strawberry one just for you~!"

🐾 Nikolai the tiger is a pain, a real pain.

🐾 Pesters you when he sees Shigara isn't around to scold him for ignoring his work. He already finished everything for today! He can do the rest later..

🐾 Love love loves teasing you, even if you're just eating your lunch or reading through files.

🐾 Sits beside you then brushes his tail against your tail and sides to make you laugh.

🐾 If you still ignore him, he covers your face with his big fluffy tail, and it's really heavy so it takes quite some time to pry it off of you.

🐾 He helps Farrel with putting your files on high shelves.

🐾 Just like Farrel, he loves how small you are, but in a sense that he's much much stronger and bigger than you.

🐾 While sitting next to you, he'd stretch and show off his muscles.

🐾 Or he'd take off his coat with some excuse that it's just you in the room so he doesn't have to stay in that stuffy thing while he's spending time with you.

🐾 Ignore him too much though, and you get a grumpy, whiny kitten who just wants you to look at him.

🐾 "C'mon kit! I'm just playin' around! Look at me please.."

🐾 Abasi the lion is more of less the leader amongst everyone.

🐾 Your first impression of him was that he would be some nonchalant, leaderly, responsible type, and he is, at least while he's working.

🐾 He's usually busy with all the work he has so you don't see him much, But when he does come, he's all mush.

🐾 He pulls up a chair and leans oh you with a roarish yawn, his surprisingly silky mane brushing your eats, making them twitch.

🐾 That's how he always spends his breaks, resting somewhere near or on you while you both watch some videos on the internet to wind down before going back to work.

🐾 It's like he was born to be lazy and mellow, but sadly, duty calls. At least he can indulge in his true nature with you as his personal pillow.

🐾 He regularly asks how you're doing and if you need any help with work, just to make sure his assistant is getting the appropriate workload of course.

🐾 "Your help is much appreciated by everyone in this team..*yawn* keep up...*yawn* ...the good work..zzzz"

🐾 They have one professional group chat with you in it for work, and another which is only the 4 of them and it's called "(Y/N) Fan CLubb !1!" by Ferral.

🐾 The chat is almost always active.

ARGARAGARG i like this ! no i like this fic ! it took me months but im back making more shit ! im sorryr for being gone so long my papoopoos you must be starving !!!

[hana-no-seiiki]

TETHERED HEARTS

tw: yandere.

You weren’t supposed to meet him—not like this.

He was a ghost in the fashion world. A legend whispered about in ateliers and behind closed velvet curtains. No one knew his real name, only the signature he left on every creation: flawless, divine, unforgettable. The kind of work only a soulmate could inspire.

And then he saw you. Not at a gala. Not on a runway. Just… in the street.

“Perfect,” he whispered. Not to you. To himself. As if your existence confirmed something he’d been designing in his mind for years.

You were supposed to interview him for a one-time exclusive. That’s all.

But now you find yourself wrapped in silk and secrets, your measurements memorized, your life tailored to his liking.

He knows your favorite colors before you speak.

He sews your name into collars you never asked for.

And behind his smile is a need that cuts deeper than any needle.

“You’re my muse,” he says.

“My masterpiece.

“The thread I’ve been waiting to pull.”

But what happens when the design is done?

When the final stitch is placed, and you’re not allowed to leave the frame?

After all — he doesn’t create things he’s willing to lose.

so I’ve been working on a yandere game with @sophiethewitch1 and @deer-fic-fics called TETHERED HEARTS! please look forward to it! will be posting more information on it when i finish art for it!

THIS IS NOT CANON TO THE GAME ONLY PROMOTIONAL MATERIAL.

reblogging helps a lot! thanks for reading!

[bunnygirllover45]

Johann will always answer, not matter if he's in the middle of gutting a guy like a fish.

[solplease]

darkroom

[cloudedcreams]

[nsfw] thinking of a cold! yandere boyfriend who rarely expresses his affection towards you.

things are tense between the two of you, to say the least. your friends have been bugging you to leave him, hanging by your shoulders with anxious looks as they tell you that he’s not good for you.

he’s too mean. a guy like that can’t care for someone like you, and even as you try to explain that no, he’s a good guy inside! they sigh, pinching your cheeks and calling you naive.

but it’s okay, he dislikes them too. he tells you he hates them, and he wants you to drop them. before you can even grasp his actions he’s grabbing your phone, staring down at you with an irritated expression as he asks you for the passcode.

you don’t tell him of course, and he seems like he’s fuming. he looks away from you, taking a deep breath before facing you with a blank expression, dropping the phone back into his lap as he brushes his hand through his head, sighing.

“what am i going to do with you, [name]?” he asks, tiredness seeping through his tone before he sinks back into the couch. you wish you could give him a response that he’d like, one that you’d be okay with but your throat is dry and he sighs again in your direction.

he’s never been an affectionate man. sometimes you could even go as far as to say that things are awkward between the two of you, and there are times that he feels like he dislikes you. but you know it’s not true.

and he proves this to you now, practically diving to hold you close to his chest, playing with the hem of your shirt. he gives your neck a few light kisses, murmuring against it as he shakes his head.

“you’re so stubborn, y’know? my stubborn angel.” he mutters, staring up at you for a moment. moments after that your clothes are on the floor and he’s all over you, diving between your legs and nuzzling his head between your thighs.

he stares up at you again, and you shiver against the feeling of his hot breath against your cunt. there’s a slight smirk dancing upon his lips before he lowers his lips and you let in a shark inhale, feeling his tongue as he slowly licks against your slit.

and then he’s going all in. messily kissing and licking at your lower regions, letting out small grunts and ‘fuck’s when you tighten against him.

he separates himself for a second to see your blissed out face, as you squeeze your thighs together searching for warmth. he spreads this open again, his face covered in your juices as he gives you a small moan.

“y-you taste so fucking good…” he tells you, and then he’s diving between your legs again. he slips two fingers inside, curling them against you as your back slightly lifts above the mattress, kissing your thigh as he hushes your moans softly.

and then he’s fingering you, starting off slowly before his pace increases. he tells you to relax to enjoy the feeling that he’s giving you, and your eyes roll back with pleasure.

“you’re doing so good for me angel. my good, pretty babe, aren’t? can you try saying that for me?” he asks, his voice slow and calming against the feeling of his fingers thrusting inside you. he sounds slightly teasing, but you try and moan out the word anyways and he sounds like he’s about to reach his limit, the pace of his fingers speeding up as he looks up at you, filled with desire.

“come for me baby. you deserve to.” he says, and you close your eyes as the pleasure overwhelms you. he fingers you through the orgasm, and when he does eventually remove them, he brings his fingers to his lips, sucking them clean before grinning at you.

[heartfullofleeches]

[18+, suggestive, Amab Reader]

Bashful Darling who refuses to kiss their Yan for one, incredibly embarrassing reason- Something they could never tell another living soul. A secret shame they'd sooner take to their grave, but Yan is so understanding and gentle in their advances. Whatever's troubling their beloved will be safe with them. If someone hurt their precious angel in the past they'll-

"I... I get aroused just from kissing! M-my first kiss... I almost came in my pants when their lips touched mine. You must think I'm a huge pervert. I'm sorry..."

Oh.

That wasn't the answer the were expecting- but it's not like they repulsed by Darling's confession.

Quite the contrary. They'll never forgive the bastard who stole their love's first kiss, but it left them with some rather exciting information.

Soft, supple lips. Pressed against their own, Darling can't help but imagine what they'd feel like elsewhere. Their cheeks, their neck, their chest...

Yan soothes Darling's worries with a kiss that clears the tears building in their eyes. If their love gets that riled up from a mere touch of skin, they can't wait to see what happens to them when they show the full extent of their admiration to them.

[rororonyan]

Eough psycho stalker yandere x reader, i offer you yandere victim x slasher/killer reader

He's their ex-classmate and meticulously made sure to be the perfect victim as to make sure he would get targeted. He can't stop consuming media about their crimes, is always the closer, makes sure to 'forget' to lock his car.. he's a big masochist.

[plumipal]

Late night talk

It seems the air in this world have affected them in a different (although someone has been more affected than the other).

Eden lore? In this time and day?? Impossible. Anyway this was fun to make, especially expanding on the bond they have (Lilith is warming up both to emotions, humans and Edens change, yet she is quite disturbed over the lengths Eden goes to be the perfect one for you, to the point of hurting himself).