#alan sylvasta x reader

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Frostbite (Alan Sylvasta)

Kinktober 2022 Day Ten: Biting

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

Life’s been different from that night on the helipad. Different in a way you’ve only read about in crummy novels and childish forums. Yet so, so similar in a way that has you fighting for your survival in ways you know too well. Bowing your head and an overly polite tone. Work always done on time with dotted i’s and crossed t’s. Never letting yourself get too happy or too sad or too angry. Never letting yourself be in a vulnerable position that leaves you to the mercy of others. Never giving anyone any reason to believe you’re not exactly who you say you are. 

 Never showing your ears. 

 “You love to torment me, don’t you?” Whispers hissed against your skin as eyes flicker up and down to scrutinize the silk little nightgown you’re in. The nightgown he bought you. And the now the nightgown he seems all too eager to destroy. “You love to just watch me suffer, don’t you?”

 Now, after all this time, his words mean nothing to you.  Absolutely nothing. They’re big talk from such a cocky, self-absorbed man. A man you began to hate long ago. Loathe, even. But you know in a couple of hours when his hair is back to its neat and pristine style and his suit has been repressed or replaced by whatever poor maid dresses him each day, he’ll apologize to you. He’ll ask you to forgive him for acting so uncouth towards you- his little guest of honor. He’ll explain to you that he was in state. A side effect of suppressing so much of himself for so long. A side effect of being in Anima City for so long. 

 A side effect of being without you for so long.

 “No, sir.” The honorific slips out before you can even catch it. It’s years and years of job experience as his faithful little secretary that forces the words to fall out in front of the man you hate the most. And it’s basic biology that causes the bunny to bear its neck to the wolf now that it’s cornered with nowhere left to go. “I just-”

 “You just?” He cuts you off quickly, eyes narrowing and lips quirking up and exposing the fangs that you know he shouldn’t have. At least- not like this. But the story Mr. Sylvasta told you after sending you up to his penthouse was an odd one. The history of Nirvasyl and Nirvasyl syndrome- they all went over your head, despite your best efforts to understand. Though all that you’ve come to know and understand is that Mr. Sylvasta is unlike any other beastman you’ll ever meet. And the way he keeps you locked up in his penthouse makes absolutely sure of it. “You just what?”

 When he gets like this, you can’t help but be reminded of that night. That night on the helipad was so, so cold. His words, his eyes, his touch, his everything. And you sat in his penthouse- all alone with his jacket thrown across your numb shoulders and you waited and waited. Because what could you do? What could you do? Run or hide? Scream or shout? It was no use. He knew all along. He could see through you all along. He played with you all along. In the end, there was no use. He was better built for the cold world he’s building. These weeks spent trapped in his home as his new little plaything showed you that first hand. 

 “I just- I just wanted to see if you needed anything from me, sir.” Even so, you find yourself doing the unthinkable. Fingers playing with each behind your back as you do everything to in your power not to look in the eye. In some ways, you could swear this is a mirror image of your life a year ago. Desperately trying to please despite all that hated about the man before you. Desperately trying to please because of all that desired from the man you before you. “Anything at all…”

 And for a second, he can feel his hard stare. A stand not unfamiliar, but one you haven’t quite come to love in all your time here. Though you may never say it out loud, you find easily that there’s a different emotion that you feel whenever he looks at you with that deep, hungry gaze of his. An emotion that you’ll only communicate to him through the brief second you look him in the eyes before you turn your head and show that part of your neck you know he favors most. 

 An emotion called lust.

 He doesn’t waste another second before his lips instantly attach themselves to the side of your jugular. He’s rough with you. Your flesh is fragile and your spirit is still delicate. You know that. He knows that. And still, he’s so very rough with you but deep down, you can’t blame this part of him. You can’t blame the part that is driven by animal instinct embedded in your code so, so long ago. So all you’re left to do is to gasp and squirm as he sinks his teeth into your flesh. As he lays his claim like the filthy predator he is to you.

 And truth is, you still hate him. You hate all that he did to you while you were still his secretary. All that he stood for and all that he spoke about. You hate it all. But there’s another side to you- just like there’s another side to him. A side that’s more human. A side that sees something you want and shouldn’t have. A side that can’t help but tempt fate, even when the rest of you is being so submissive. 

 A side that has you holding on to the lapels of his suit and pulling him closer while his own hands settle dangerously low on your waist. Because you can’t help but feel like you’re alive. Like you’re living out your purpose. Like you’re giving into every single animal instinct built into your body. Like you’re alive.

 And you always wondered how a man capable of biting hard enough to draw blood could make even the deepest of bites feel so, so cold. 

[dear-yandere]

[ kinktober day 3 — your mother was cheaper. ]

yandere! alan sylvasta x gn! beastman! reader. scenario. implied spoilers for bna episode 12.

summary. you’re just gutter trash, nothing more than a disgusting half-breed. be grateful he gives gravel like you the time of day.

— word count: 673. — prompts: abuse of power/corruption kink + collars. — warnings: n/sfw (dubcon, virgin reader, blackmail), slut shaming, implied prostitution. — art credit: 駿.

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“I know you can do better than that.”

Pristine brown loafers nudge your bare knees, the skin scraped and bruised from kneeling. You whimper in response, pitifully eyeing the blonde hairs surrounding his cock. Drool stains your lips, dribbles down your chin, the bitter taste of precum lingering on your tongue. You look so pitiful, so lost. Watching you gawk at him like this would have fine and all, if you didn’t have a task to do. And, as it stands, you’re sitting there with a dull, innocent expression as if you’ve never taken a man before.

Liquid gold eyes narrow at that thought. Possibly... it couldn’t possibly be that you’re...

“For having such a whore of a mother, your skills are rather lacking, I’m afraid.” His smile is blithe and easily reaches his eyes, but it’s fake. Even you can tell that much; but, you watch him carefully, like a dog awaiting commands. His words cut the formalities, impatience thick in his tone. “Have you ever been with a man?“

Your gaze falls to the floor where it belongs, a hot sense of shame washing over your face. A nod shakes your head, but your reaction alone was enough to convince him of the truth.

“How disappointing.” He sighs, still smiling. You aren’t looking at him with those disgusting eyes anymore, and for some reason, he’s started to miss it. An inquisitive finger taps his cheek. His gaze locks on your trembling form. “If both your brain and your body are of no use to me, how will you repay your mother’s debt, I wonder?”

You jolt.

“At least she was skilled with her tongue.” His head tilts innocently. “Perhaps I should call on her again?”

“No!” You ask, speaking out of turn. He doesn’t make a move to blame you—he isn’t that cruel, considering your mother’s dignity and livelihood are on the line; it’s rather amusing watching you fumble to find words with that stupid little head of yours. “Please spare her! I’ll do anything, use me instead!”

You wipe the dribble from your chin and lean forward, wincing when your forehead meets the cold floor—a full-body bow, just like your mother was fond of doing to win favor. Alan raises an eyebrow, a mix of amusement and disgust hardly readable on his normally-schooled face. He’s accustomed to the pitiful lineage of your family—classic of half-breeds unlike himself. It amazes him the lengths your kind will go, daring to lower yourself in front of another beast in frivolous hope of earning forgiveness. You sicken him, your family sickens him—but it’s the kind of sickness that leaves him wanting more.

An addiction.

A...curiosity. Just how far are you willing to go for that whore of a mother?

He dons a placid and amicable tone and orders you to rise. Your body is still tense, still deathly afraid of him—he can smell it—but you seem far more willing this time around. With a sigh, he crosses his legs and leans back into his chair, letting his gaze slide from your face down to your clothed physique. He’d be lying if he said your body was one to scoff at, truthfully.

“Come.“

He gives a tentative, disinterested tug on the connected chain, urging your unwilling head closer to his seat. You oblige, choking back bitter tears and whelps, blunt nails struggling to not scrap at the tight collar encasing your neck.

His smile is one-sided, and he coos, eyes bright with delight. “Is it too tight?” His words don’t fit the situation in the slightest, but you drink up the mercy tinging his words and nod frantically, silently begging for reprieve from the tight fetter. He hums and mockingly twirls the chain around his index, observing the delightful way your body gradually starts to untense. Taking note of the hopeful whimper begging to escape your lips, he smiles gently—the same smile you’ve grown accustomed to seeing on television.

He sees your hope and he tramples on it.

“Good. Strip.”

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[bunnywithablog]

BNA Masterlist

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👔Alan Sylvasta👔

💰Marie Itami💰

🦅Pingua🦅

🐺Shirou Ogami🐺

overprotective over threatened but unaware s/o hc’s

aftercare for rough sex hc’s - m!reader

kingdom au, platonic imagines + heavily implied romance scenario

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Frozen Over (Alan x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗻𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗻. 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗰 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗶 𝗴𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗱𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁. 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝟭𝟬 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗺𝗮𝘀! :𝟯

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

“Mr. Sylvasta! Please, wait!” 

At your call, he turns his head. You wished it hadn’t come to this- to chasing after him as he was seconds away from boarding his private jet to fly off to who knows where. You were hardly in the appropriate attire for the weather, and neither were the flying conditions. Harsh winds bit at your skin through your tights. Your thin silk blouse and modest pencil skirt did nothing to ward off the snow flurries that were fastly accumulating on the launch pad. The low visibility due to the snow and the uncertain winds would usually scare off most people when it came to night time flights. 

Unfortunately for you, Alan Sylvasta has never been most people.

“Ah! My little secretary!” He calls over the noise of a busy launch prep. He’s standing off to the side, hands clasped together as he’s watching one of the Sylvasta family’s private pilots finishing working out the final details of his last-minute flight. He donned nothing but one of his usual suits- a smug grin present on his face that seemed to grow wider as he laid his eyes on you. This was not the look of a man who had just uprooted his busy schedule due to someone else’s misplanning. This was the look of a man who felt like he had all the time in the world. “Just the woman I wanted to see...”

And that scared you.

“Sir, there’s nothing about travel in your schedule for today...” You began, walking over to where he stood waiting. Your arms were folded over your chest, the only thing providing warmth in these frigid temperatures. You moved swiftly- knowing time was always at the essence and that you were lucky enough to even catch him before he took off in the first place. “I don’t understand… where on earth are you going?”

Your voice is laced with desperation, and he knows it. You’ve always been so carefully on top of these things. In all your time working under him, you’ve never made a mistake. So to find out from someone else that Alan was on the rooftop, about to take off to some unknown destination, you just had to get to the bottom of what was happening. Had you made a mistake in his schedule after all? Why didn’t he say anything to you? Was this the beginning of the end for you? Did he find out your deepest secret?

You’re only a few feet apart when he finally responds to you. But it’s not the pitiless chewing out you’d expected from your superior. It wasn’t a grating tone listing off everything you’ve done wrong. It wasn’t a cruel voice informing you of your incompetence. It was something completely different.

“You can calm down...there’s an emergency in Anima-City that I need to take care of.” He chuckles, eyes slipping at the force of his own laughter. “There’s no need to look so worried...you’re not in any trouble.”

You release a breath that you didn’t even know you were holding, shoulder deflating. It’s as if a weight’s been lifted off your chest at his words. Despite always being informed of last-minute travel plans, you suppose it’s only natural for there to be moments where there isn’t any time to inform you of what’s going on behind the scenes. You’re only a secretary after all. Beyond that, you’re just grateful. You’re more than relieved considering it doesn’t seem like he’s found out that you’re a-

“Bunny beastmen always work themselves up over the smallest of things, don’t they?”

It’s an offhanded muse on his part, but to you- the question stops your heart. To anyone else, the comment would have been unexpected and completely random. But you know it’s deliberate. It has to be. There’s no malice in his voice, but you can tell by just looking into his eyes there’s an ulterior motive. 

You just had to find out what it is for your own sake. 

“Sir-” You began hesitantly. But while you’re swallowing down a gulp, trying to find the courage to confront him, he cuts you off completely.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t notice.” 

You can’t stop shivering.

It’s not a question he’s asking you this time. It’s a statement. His voice is dripping with firmness and finality that you’re too afraid to say anything. His eyes narrowed into slants as he looked over your pitiful form. You don’t know how to respond to him. You can’t respond to him. Not when his eyes look that dangerous. They’re staring deep into your soul, as if you’re they’re threatening to devour you and swallow you whole. How did he find out? You were sure you did everything right. Every ‘t’ was crossed and every ‘i’ was dotted. So how did you end up like this? Feeling terrified beyond belief- more terrified than you could ever know?

The air around him has gotten colder. You wonder if this is the start of your hell.

You wonder if he’s the reason why your hell has frozen over. 

It’s a crisis. You know you can’t but your beastman instincts are telling you to bolt. To transform and get the hell out of that situation because you’re prey and you’re being cornered by something bigger and scarier than you and bunnies hate being cornered by something big and scary. You’re in a world full of humans and you just can’t reveal yourself. But you can’t stay here, either.

Alan immediately picks up on your internal struggle and smiles. It’s a cold, almost ruthless smile, and you’re instantly filled with more dread than you’ve ever known possibly. Because suddenly he’s three steps away. Then two steps. Then one. And now? There's a hand around your waist, tugging you into a chest. His other hand found its way to the back of your head, cupping it and pushing it into his shoulder. Your palms are flat against his chest as if to push him away, but you know better than to retaliate. Instead, your mind is racing with all the possibility of what would happen if the wrong person would see the intimate position he’s caged you in. What would the tabloids say? What would the other members of the Sylvasta family say? 

But all of those racing thoughts leave your head as he brushes your hair behind your ear, exposing it to his whispers:

“I need you to be a good girl for me… and listen to everything I tell you to do, alright?” He’s breath burns against your freezing cold skin as he gives your side a threatening squeeze. He’s testing you- testing your compliance with him, and you have no choice but to give in. You give a hesitant nod, tears pricking the corner of your eyes. You want so desperately to say the tears aren’t because you're afraid. You don’t want to admit that he's the cause. But the tears only grow larger and larger as you feel his smirk against your skin. You’ve lost. 

You’ve lost, and you both know it.

He pulls away to admire your broken form with a dark look in his eyes. Dazed, confused, lost, scared, and a pinch of anger. Truly like a little bunny. He wants to spend hours and hours drinking in your expressions like there’s no tomorrow. But he knows he’s running short on time. Instead, he does the next best thing he could think of at the moment. He’s sliding his suit jacket off of his arms and throwing it over your shoulders. You’re drowning in a pile of designer fabric while Alan is left in nothing but his dress shirt. He only takes a second to admire you- to burn your image into his brain as he adjusts the jacket to cover as much of your skin as possible. 

He wouldn’t want his new pet to catch a cold so soon, wouldn’t he?

“Security!” He suddenly calls out to some men standing behind you, but you can’t find it in yourself to look away. He’s smirking at you- enjoying your fear and toying with it as he claims your life with the utmost power of your deepest kept secret. “I’m done with her. Take her to my penthouse. See to it that she has everything she needs.”

...What?

“Do try to behave, dearest.” He murmurs, bringing a hand up to stroke your cheek once as his attention is turned on to you for one second.

Before you could even blink, however, he’s turned away and is boarding his private jet. You could only stand there and watch as the man with your entire life and safely in his hands walked off as if it were nothing. Just a fading back that grows harder and harder to see has he distances himself from you and approaches his ride.

Before he’s completely gone, he turns to you with a smile. A smile that you would have fallen for if it wasn’t for the fact that he was your boss. That he was a human.  That he was your blackmailer. And now… your captor. 

“I’d hate to resort to any...rash measures should I hear of any misbehavior.” He taunts you once more and this time you feel a tear fall. But he doesn’t stay to take in the sight of your crumbling figure in the cold. He just turns on his heel, boards the jet, and soon enough- he’s nothing more than just a dot in the sky that you monitor with silent trepidation.

His jacket over your shoulders should have made you feel warmer by now.

Instead, you’ve never felt so cold.

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Brand New Animal (BNA) M.list

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Alan Sylvasta x Reader

Frozen Over❊

You’ve never felt so cold.

Frostbite♡

Kinktober 2022 Day Ten: Biting

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It started with a treat. And your smile.

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This goes beyond the teasing and petty fights you're used to.

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My Hero➼ ✧ 

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12 Days of Fictmas 2020

Day One: Akira Kurusu (Persona 5) x Reader: Warm, Warmth, and Warmer✧

Day Two: Link (The Legend of Zelda) x Reader:  How You Love Him✧

Day Three: Shoto Todoroki (BNHA) x Reader:  Warm Hands✧

Day Four: Chrollo Lucilfer (HxH) x Reader: Pillow Talk✧

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Day Eight: Childe (Genshin Impact) x Reader:  Don’t Let Me Fall✧

Day Nine: Ezreal (League of Legends) x Reader: Colder Without You✧

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Day Twelve: Tamaki Suoh (OHSHC) x Reader: One Little Peak✧

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Valentines Day 2021

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White Day 2021

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Kinktober 2021♡

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Valentines Day 2022

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Day Five: Osamu Dazai (Bungou Stray Dogs) x Reader:  Worry➼

Day Six: Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist) x Reader: Promise✧

Day Seven: Satoru Gojo (Jujustu Kaisen) x Reader: The Sweetest Treat✧

Day Eight: Spike Spiegel (Cowboy Bebop) x Reader: Honey✧

Day Nine: Loid Forger (SPY X FAMILY) x Reader:  Welcome Home➼

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Day Twelve: Goro Akechi (Persona 5) x Reader:  Something Happy✧

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