#i want a yandere bf

[sweetobsessionseeker]

I'd cover your body in lipstick stains, kissing every part of you so softly so gently.

Let me be petals on your palms, roses blooming on your touch.

Silky caresses as a form of worship, let me worship you as you deserve and do the same for me in return

[sweetobsessionseeker]

Hahahahahaha me fr, SAVE ME FROM MY JOB! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

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.

[whimsyvixen]

Ask me what type of romantic dreams I have at night.

The man in my dreams:

(He wasn't happy I escaped from my gilded cage)

[rxmye]

You know what I want? A masochistic sadist!yandere . . The type who locks you up, tortures you, drains you, fucks you till your eyes go blank and you cant process anything—but becomes brainless mush when your nails cut into his skin, when you try and fight back, and leave a mark so . . so—delicious—the kind of man who'll preserve your marks as a trophy, but enjoy the thrill of you being hopeless, caged, trapped . . Need a man who'd run you to the ground till you break, and attack, only to bathe in your violence and anger—then educate you to be 'proper', only for the circle to repeat itself.

[hime-bee]

"You're so small and cute, my love~ ❤️"

"...No, you-"

[bambii-bun]

hnggggg fantasizing cuddling up to my abductor while he drives me awayyy >_<

I’ll hug him tight n snuggle his legs n admire his pretty face while he drives n maybe we’ll stop at the McDonald’s >:3

[hardly-a-p3rson]

oooooooooooh noooooooooo I hope some guy doesn't come kidnap me at knife point that would suuuuuuck~

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

main difference between hunter!sugu and kitsune!geto is that while both of them are awful there is something distinctly desperate about the former and that’s the reason he feels compelled to keep you confined while kitsune!geto is so assured that you were born for him that he doesn’t even entertain the possibility of you ever wanting to run away from him

[sweetobsessionseeker]

"Just fear me - love me - do as I say, and I will be your slave"

[madilynlovesbsdfr]

I’d love too have this with my future bf!!

[luckkythirt33n]

thinking about how if tma was an otome dating sim Elias would definitely be the yandere of them

(this is absolutely not me projecting LaDs onto tma nope absolutely not)

[hardly-a-p3rson]

hey creepy older guys come my way pspspspspspsps

[break-a-neck]

It'd be so weird if some creep sent disgusting asks. Like. What the flip. (Pls send creepy anons I need attention)

[sweetobsessionseeker]

Love me with the sweet devotion of a follower at the altar of their god, love me with the primitive need of a creature in heat.

[miraitenshi]

he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me he needs me

[habibisagi]

me and the lowkey yandere (symbiote) spiderman isagi fic i wanna write 😞