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[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

What WOULD'VE happen if its the jofoes who saw a kid up skirting reader aka their darling?

I know they're villains and is very much cruel, but they wouldn't kill a child...right? (1-8, since the jofoes in P-9 haven't been revealed yet.)

Hmmm I could see a couple of instances of that happening, sadly (but I mean they are villains, but some are more restrained than others, perhaps more for image than anything)

Yandere! Part 1 (Pre Vampire) Dio - I could see this going with him yanking the brats hair and shoving them to the ground. It’s fairly easy for him to maintain his positive status to outsiders, so he could have something happen to them later (but I’d consider this the best outcome for that kid).

Yandere! Post Vampire Dio

Big chance this kid may die by being manipulated by Dio himself, he might decide to turn them/zombify them by apologizing and groveling (chance they could attack their own family). There’s also a chance the kid could just flat out be devoured by the other zombies, the blond wouldn’t even flinch at that. If he’s sorely out of patience he might kill/maim them himself, but it never would come to that. Keep in mind Dio was the type to turn a mother into a vampire and she ended up eating her own child.

Yandere! Kars

Absolutely no cares given about slaughtering a child, not even joking here. He only cares about you, not some slimy brat that decided to pull some nonsense on you. He’d probably lick you clean of the blood afterwards as well. No matter how mad or upset you got, would not make him anymore remorseful for the dead body strewn on the ground.

Yandere! Part 3 DIO

You’d more than likely be held captive in the mansion he’s in, within Egypt so this happening is unlikely. But in the unlikely event something like this happens, he’ll state how brazenly stupid such a move was. Unless he can use the kid in someway, he really doesn’t care what happens to them. So he might “punish” the kid as he sees it fit or have a stand user take care of them.

Yandere! Yoshikage Kira

As long as this kid didn’t see his rather “unusual” indulgences in the past, he doesn’t see a need to murder them right there, though I could see him consider it internally, where the kid wouldn’t be seen. He’s absolutely miffed however, and does grab their hand in a painful way though. Gives them the nastiest glare and reprimand there is, and the kid probably runs off heavily unsettled.

Yandere! Diavolo

Doppio is likely the one to take care of this of course, not that Diavolo he himself isn’t miffed. This probably just makes him consider to keep you locked away somewhere permanently. (This probably happens shortly after this little thing). Doppio makes sure to get it through this kids head, with the harshest grip known to man, that you don’t go doing that to anyone. Let alone anyone he or his boss likes.

Yandere! Enrico Pucci

His reaction is interesting, he is irritated perhaps even a bit visibly by this child’s behavior. He can’t let this kid get away with deciding to upskirt his darling either. He also is a priest image wise, so he has that to consider when punishing this adolescent person. He still has a firm grip on them and decides to take them aside and talk. He’ll face away from you while doing so, and moments later the kid is suddenly apologizing. You can’t tell if Pucci has an uncanny knack for speaking with people or if it’s something else. (It’s likely both).

Yandere! Funny Valentine

He’ll stop this kid almost immediately and there’s a sound of a smack to the back of the head. A stern look and a small speech about respect, Funny Valentine somehow manages to make the kid shame with those words. He wouldn’t let the kid run either and would personally escort them back home to their parents. As busy as he is as a president something childish like that won’t be overlooked by him. There’s a brief dark look in his eye, he can pull the strings to make things happen, he just doesn’t feel the need to expend them here. He does ask you to follow him closer for now on, (maybe an extra guard but he finds it more efficient to be the one to protect you)

Yandere! Toru

He certainly doesn’t appreciate it, and somehow they end up tripping or have some little mishap happen. Yet there’s a bit of a hum in his voice when he tells them he shouldn’t be doing such a thing to people. Any anger or frustration that gets thrown off at Toru, he nonchalantly brushes off. Suggesting the kid apologize, and nothing more will come of it. But there is a stern veiled threat in there somewhere that makes the kid decide to walk off.

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

Platonic Yandere Johnny Joestar Vs Platonic Yandere Funny Valentine over Johnny's long lost little sister reader who ran away from.home after Johnny got kicked out and got into an accident and lost her memories and got adopted by the Valentines.

Hi there, it's been awhile! Glad to see you!

Tried writing amnesia in a more realistic way. So she does remember most of her past.

Familial Yandere brother Johnny and Yandere adopted Father Funny Valentine

When Johnny ran left he knew it'd hurt his little sister, but he considered that it was the best for her. Without him she'd have no reason to worry.

When he saw her chasing after him he assumed she would go back home once she'd tired herself. He was wrong.

She didn't go back. She kept looking until she sustained a head injury and fell unconscious. Luckily she was in the sight of a coachman who pulled aside and informed the passengers, Mr and Mrs Valentine who quickly brought her in the carriage and had her wrapped in a blanket before changing course to the nearest hospital.

When she comes to they ask her questions. She's able to give a name and vaguely explain that she left home, cannot remember the reason but is firm she can't go back. Doctors say that her head injury has resulted in amnesia.

They leave to talk with one another. It's deeply troubling that a child is in such a situation and don't want to return her incase the caretakers involved are the reason for her running away. That's when Scarlet suggests they take her in, they've been trying for a child for ages and this seems like fate that they found her. Funny agrees and they talk with the doctor to understand the condition more before going back and explaining that they'll take her in.

Due to her condition she has to bring around a notepad with her to help her keep up with what's happening. Now being in high society she struggles to remember certain details or is seen looking back at her note book which some see as rude during events but Funny is quickly able to deescalate the situation.

Scarlet is always pampering her with nice clothes and jewelry as well as doing her and make up before events.

Funny is goes out of his way to help her study or takes her on outing when there is time to spare. During election season he makes a promise to make up time when he can with an activity of her choice.

As a teen he's very worried about her. Barely trusted strangers around her to begin with but now it's worse. At soirees hes alway got an eye on her. Making sure that hes within earshot of her. Making sure no one will try to take advantage of her. Sometimes getting in the way of potential dance partners.

So she decides to claim his promise to watch the steel ball run with him as she tells him that her two older brothers used to ride horses. He agrees, even if she'll need to be seperated.

During the race she hears of a paraplegic contestant and former jockey Jokid. She's drawn in by such determination, unaware of him being her brother.

But eventually she's able to see him at one of the stops. Even greeting him, inspired by his will, he also seems oddly familiar to her. He asks her name and she tells him it's (Y/n). He's shocked realizing that it's his sister but before he can say anything she's called away by a guard by her new last name. This sends him spiraling. Gyro is able get his attention back as to not cause a scene, knowing that something is off with Johnny.

Gyro tried to get Johnny to fess up to what's going on but he refuses. Bottling it up. Mentally he's beating himself up. What happened to her? why the hell was she associated with Valentine now?! He blamed himself, even wondering if this was some kind of sick plan he had up his sleeve or just some twisted joke fate had bestowed him.

All he knows is that he's going to kill that bastard. Especially if he's done anything to her.

[the-illiterate-pirate]

I suppose I can publish this a little early hehe

Happy Valentine's Day, you love birds! I come baring a special gift, very indulgent and dedicated to a friend, but I wanted to share it with everyone. Hope you enjoy! <3

Cupid's Chokehold

Warnings and Notes: fem!reader, mentions of eating food (specifically pork) near the end, negative thoughts towards the reader, maybe not the most yandere piece you'll read but warnings still apply for violence and blood, but mostly fluff. And finally CHUBBY VALENTINE SUPREMACY

The president's mood was lifted immensely when you were in the room with him. Even when you were doing something as childish as taking enjoyment from the fat in his cheeks.

He allowed you to sit with him in his chair, feet kicking off the other of his lap while you massaged his face. Valentine took great joy in the feeling of your warm hands, his heart silently swooning from your touch. Everything felt soft like bird feathers, and it was another tug at his heart strings. If only things were different. If only he wasn't the president. Maybe he could indulge in your sweet touch for all of eternity, without interruption.

"Excuse me... Sir?"

"Hm? Oh, my apologies, I forgot you were here." Valentine hummed nonchalantly, carefully taking a hand in his to point his attention at the man in front of him, bored looking, rubbing his thumb against the tendons in your hand. The other man dressed in a fine suit watched, nervously clearing his throat. "Y-Y'see sir, there's a... Problem with some of the other guards here in the building. They've been saying some questionable things, I was hoping we could speak more privately–"

"Dear, please stop." Valentine interrupted to speak to you yet again, giggling with his face cupped in your hands once more.

He gently took them in his his, kissing the insides of your cool, soft palms, swiveling in his chair away from the desk. He lightly pushed you out of his lap to stand on your own feet, "Go, try some of the foods our chef brought up for us."

Pouting cutely, you did as told. But not before adding a sweet kiss to Valentine's forehead. "Okay~."

His soldier caught the dreamy smile on his president's lips. His relationship with his first lady was one for the papers. A true power couple. In all honesty the lonely soldier was quite jealous of the sweet lady his president Valentine was blessed with. But his stress was running high. And his very dear president was not listening to a damn word he had to say. "Mr. President...?"

"Yes, my apologies... What was it you were saying?"

The soldier sighed. "Right, sir. It's a very sensitive topic I need to speak with you about. I'm trying to word this delicately... I've heard conversations between guards lately... And–"

"Cheesecake?"

"No, thank you. Wait. Is that strawberry?" Valentine closed his eyes, delighted in the soft, creamy taste of the airy desert. You took immense joy in feeding him small bites of the cake, prompted by a soft noise any time he opened his mouth for more.

He looked so sweet in the moment, staring into you as if you were the only thing that mattered to him. His lips tasted like the sweet cake, promoting giggles from you as Valentine covered you in kisses up to your forehead down to your lips.

"My love, you taste sweeter than anything else." He sighed against your neck, tickling your skin with his pointy nose. You add a big smooch on his face, squeezing his squishy cheek while you cooed, "My dear Valentine~."

The nameless soldier had enough. He stood, fists clashing against the wooden desk, finally at his limit. "President Valentine! This is serious!"

"You're still here?! Spit it out already! Can't you see I have more pressing things to attend to?"

"Sir, just last night I overheard two guards arguing about the first lady. They... They said she wasn't fit to marry you."

At the pang of your fork falling to the floor, the room went dead silent. You were horrified, the hands just holding your soon-to-be husband coming up to hide your mouth. While Valentine didn't share your fear, there was a look of muddled disgust and questioning on his face the guard before him confused with terror.

As Valentine thought of a new plan, you had excused yourself to hide your sorrow away in the corner of the president's room. Valentine barely heard what the other man had said. Once the words left the soldier's lips the blond was already getting out of his seat, quickly making his way to you, placing gentle arms around you to console you close.

"Oh, Dear, please, look at me. Don't let two insolent fool's words hurt you, you know it isn't true."

But you were unconsolable. His gloved hand moved to cup your face, tenderly, but you refused. You turned away, masking your sobs behind your shaking hand. Valentine saw the light of the window reflected in your glassy, wet eyes and something sparked within him.

"But Valentine. What if what they say is true? What if this just happens to be our first of hearing it, but the rest of your men agree? What if I am unfit to be their first lady...?"

He quickly silenced you. "Stop! Of course you'll make the perfect first lady! Please, don't let an idiot's mocking get the best of you!"

Your meek eyes turned down. His hands, they held you firmly, but so softly. No matter how abrasive he was, Valentine always treated you gently. Even as his anger flew wildly he found it in himself to comfort you as well as he could.

Even so... You couldn't bear to let him treat you in such a way. Did you really deserve it? To feel his kind hand on you? "I don't think I can, Valentine. If my own people don't like me, how can I ever stand next to you as your wife..? Someone like you... They deserve better than something like..." Valentine couldn't hear another word.

His hand grabbed your chin. He forced you to look back up at his piercing eyes, and he stole a kiss. Plush lips against yours, so warm, a comfort you couldn't find anywhere else than him. The sweet taste of your shared dessert lingered, combined with the salt of your tears. He didn't pull away until you had to, gasping for air.

"No more... You're not in the right state of mind, my heart. Let's rest. Afterwards we can settle this with calm minds."

"A-A nap..? Maybe...Maybe you're right. I may feel better after some rest." Valentine rested a hand on the small of your back, easily guiding you to the bedroom off to the side of his office. You wandered off to open the door, anxiety ridden hands fumbling with the knobs until he opened the door for you. The presidential bedroom was dark and warm, inviting you in easily with the promises of an undisturbed nap.

"I'm right behind you, dear. I'll be with you shortly."

You nodded along without saying a word. You trusted him. You gathered yourself and made it to the bed, as the president turned an angry glare at the guard still at his desk. The soldier was frozen in fear. His president took cold steps towards his seat, and he didn't move. His presence overwhelmed the officer in question, not able to do a damn thing until the president's hands came down on to the chairs armrests with much force, where he jumped slightly.

"You will tell me the names of the two guards you heard over sharing. Next, you're going to leave this room. Understood?"

The younger man nodded, "Y-Yes, Mr. President." He took a deep breath before continuing, "Their names are Officer Paul and Officer Art. Badge numbers are..."

Valentine took into great detail what the man below him said. He already knew of Officer Paul, a nasty bastard who talked too much and never knew when to shut up. He was good at his job and that was why he stayed. Officer Art he couldn't put a finger on. But the president would figure it out soon.

"Good work. You're dismissed." Valentine let go of the chair and proceeded to make his way to your shared bedroom. The other man sighed in relief of finally getting away from the president's rage. In all his six years of working for Funny Valentine, never before had he seen him like this. Valentine was always level headed. Even in dire circumstances, he was calm, collected, and as sharp as a bayonet. There was something bubbling from underneath the surface now, something nerve-wracking.

"Mr. President, what are you... What are you planning on doing to those men?"

Valentine stopped walking, hand on the doorknob. "What I do doesn't concern you. You'll be paid handsomely for your work here, but now you're free to leave."

It was simple; treason is punishable by death, of course. But Officer Miller was a good man, he didn't need to know he had the blood of two men on his hands. Valentine will settle the score with them later, for now he had a very troubled fianceé to console. And console he shall.

A woman like you didn't deserve to have her heart played with. You were perfect, for all Valentine cared. You held him dearly, despite his round appearance. Of course he didn't care what he looked like, but it was nice to hear you enjoyed the squishy parts of his body, along with everything else. It was easy for you to steal his heart away. Call him a fool, but someone like you helped him believe in something as childish as love at first sight.

He was there with you as you fell into slumber. His hand on your head, gently stroking your hair. He watched your eyes close, they were still red, but hazy with sleep rather than tears.

He couldn't help himself. Valentine leaned down to place a chaste kiss on your crown, whispering to you before he moved. "Don't worry your sweet head about any of this. You'll make the perfect wife, I know. And once you wake, this will all feel like a bad dream."

"F..Funny..? You're not leaving, are you..?"

"Of course not, dear." He lied through his teeth without a shred of guilt. "I'll be here with you, sleeping beside you."

Finally, he saw your smile again. It warmed his heart to see such a sweet, tired looking thing. "I love you, Valentine."

"And I, you, my sweet girl." One last kiss to your temple, and he watched you fall asleep. For good measure he stayed like this for a few more minutes, watching your breathing move your sleeping figure and rubbing his thumb against the knuckles of your hand. Once he was sure your breathing was deep and slow, he silently left into the night, with you in his heart, and murder in his mind.

Against a wall a soldier stood. Late at night, her eyes drooped with the heavy need to sleep. She was alone. No one else to keep her company in this corner of the building, on this lonely, quiet night.

She yawned into her hand. Just as the woman blinked away tears she saw someone approach from her left, another guard to relieve her off duty.

"Ah, Officer Paul! Thank goodness, I was feeling like I was just about to pass out where I stood." They gave each other a short salute, Paul taking the younger woman's place against the wall. Just as they swapped places her shoulder collided with his. A quick sorry was said, but the girl quickly skittered away to find her sleeping quarters. She missed the irritated sneer he gave her backside, and couldn't hear the curse he spoke underneath his breath.

"Fucking bitch."

He squared his shoulders, firearm secure in his grip, and Officer Paul got ready for a very long night with a hangover.

No one else was here with him. There was no moving air, not a soul to stir up a current, but Paul was keenly aware of the fluttering flag next to him. The end of the flag just inches off of the floor lapped at the turning corner of the next hallway in an odd way. A strange miracle maybe. Or maybe this place was haunted, that'd give Paul something to care about.

So fixated on the flag he looked up just in time to meet the eye of his superior. Clad in pink and about a head shorter was his president. "Oh, Mr. Valentine. What brings you here?"

Valentine hummed before speaking. "I thought a stroll around my building would help me relax, I was having a rough time falling asleep."

A strange reason to explore the forgotten corners of the house, but Valentine was his own man.

"Officer Paul is it? I did come to find you because I had a very important conversation to have with you."

The man, taller than his president by a head, finally turned to give the blond his complete attention. "Yes, Mr. President?"

What happened next, Officer Paul wasn't sure how to explain. Valentine stood still, his eyes unfeeling as he watched a hole form in the officer's body. As if a fist had been punched through his abdomen, but there wasn't anything Paul could see. Whatever it was went right through him, keeping him from bleeding out and trapping him on that invisible force like a fish on a hook.

Valentine walked closer as the officer doubled over in pain. On his knees, Valentine could stare the younger man dead in the eye, that emotionless stare now replaced with rage. "Did you really think you could get away with speaking ill of your president's wife?" He asked in a cold tone.

Paul was lifted up until his feet couldn't feel the ground. He choked up red, blood staining his chin and splattering on Valentine's cheek as he backed Paul into a corner and a nearby door. It didn't affect him. He continued to talk.

"You are out of your mind if you thought for even a second you could get away with it." Paul only coughed up more blood.

Valentine said nothing as he took the door in his hand ready to slam it against Officer Paul's weak bloodied face. He looked him in the eye one final time before sending him away with the ability of his Stand, never to be seen again. Even as his blood boiled over what the man had said, Valentine steeled himself and took a breath. He still had work to do.

Valentine turned back to look over the crime scene. Apart from some blood in the carpet everything was right. Valentine sighed, even after he disappeared he still caused trouble. Oh, well. Valentine would stage it as an attack. He'd wound himself and say Paul disappeared after he was let go. Later he'd get a maid to clean this up, the first person he needed to see next was Officer Art.

The next morning when you woke up the room smelled of sweet syrup and freshly cooked meat. A window was open, the curtains pulled to allow fresh air and a soft ray of light to illuminate the room. At your bedside was a moving tray, decorated with silver platters and a lovely candle burning bright. Just as you twisted away to stretch you noticed who had woken you. Valentine watched you with a soft look on his face while you stirred and stretched and rubbed away the tiredness from your eyes. Once you were settled you quickly found yourself taken into his gentle arms, squeezing you close with a kiss on your brow,

"Good morning, my love."

"Good morning, dear."

Once your mornings were said Valentine moved away to start preparing breakfast. You watched in amazement as he took off the lids to the platters, a soft but equally excited "dojyaaan~" was heard. The plates were all stacked high with bacon, sausage, pancakes, eggs, everything to make up a complete breakfast. With warm syrup and juice to top it off. "All of this food for me?" You asked in awe.

"Well, for us. I still haven't eaten yet, but I wanted to spend the morning of Valentine's day with you."

"My stars! It's Valentine's Day already?!" You took the plate he offered reluctantly. The food looked delicious, but you only looked at it with sadness. "I was supposed to have something planned... But I've been so busy, and with last night's fiasco..."

Valentine silenced you with a light kiss. "Nonsense dear, you don't need to plan anything," He placed a cup full of your favorite juice on the nightstand beside you. "Getting to be with you is perfect for me." And finally he got into bed next to you. "Speaking of last night. How are you feeling? You slept straight through the night, I'm guessing it helped some?"

You nodded, swallowing a hunk of pancake before answering. "Yes I feel much better. Looking back on it, I think I might've overreacted... I'm sorry."

Valentine waved you off after setting down his coffee. "Nonsense. What happened last night was unacceptable, but it's been taken care of." Nothing else was said after that. The memory of last night still made you uneasy, but not as bad as before. Had you overreacted? What was the right reaction to being called a poor wife to the president? And what did he mean by "take care of"? Did he fire the poor soldiers? You remember a glimpse of yesterday night. Late after midnight, just for a moment he was missing but you fell back asleep before it bothered you. Valentine had always been a poor sleeper, thinking about it now, though, that might've been his opportunity to strike. You continued to eat. Your overthinking let your eggs get cold.

Valentine did his utmost best to make breakfast perfect. Never for a second did your cup run dry, or your plate have empty space until you had to pry him away from the food cart. You both were cuddled together now, bellies full and happy with utensils and plates pushed aside, just for a second while you indulge in his presence. It was one of those domestic moments you didn't get often. You'd have to milk it while you had the chance.

"This morning has been perfect... I don't want to leave bed for a second." You snuggled closer to him, head tucked between his arm with your hand playing with his chest. He was warm and soft, and so were the blankets. You had to fight off your drowsy urges, lest you fall back asleep.

Valentine chuckled, the vibrations jostling you lightly. "It has been... Although, there's one thing I almost forgot to give you."

Unfortunately, he moved to get out of bed. You watched him move back to your side, confused with an eyebrow arched. Valentine patted off his pink suit, before offering you his hand and pulling you up to sit at the foot of the bed.

"What's this all about, Funny?" You ask, rubbing away the sleep in your left eye.

"Something very important." He says getting on his knees. He gripped a hand in his, looking you in the eye. Just before eating he took off his gloves. The skin underneath was soft, he liked to moisturize often to keep them baby smooth. They were warm, and you felt safe being held in them and looking into his adoration filled eyes. "My dearest Y/n. I love you, truly and with my entire heart. With you, my heart is clear, and there is no one else who can do the things you do to me. But yesterday I was reminded of something. In every sense of the word, except by law, it feels as if we've been married to each other for a very long time."

He let go of your hand to retrieve something from his inner coat pocket. A small, velvety box. At your feet, with you towering above him like a beautiful angel, he showed you vulnerability as he opened up the box to reveal a beautiful engagement ring.

"Will you do me the honor of marrying me, and becoming my Mrs. Valentine?"

Your hands were thrown to your mouth to stifle a gasp. You took in the scene: your boyfriend on his knees, staring up at you with hopeful blue eyes. The ring was gaudy, the diamond in the middle taking up far too much space in the tiny box. But in its extravagant way it reminded you of your boyfriend. No, your fiancé.

"Oh, Funny, yes of course I'll marry you!" You fall into his lap, him catching you with ease, he held the ring in a death drip while you proceed with smothering his face in kisses. No one but you two existed, there was no one and nothing stopping you from doing as you pleased in the security of your bedroom. He kissed you back with fervency, placing his hot lips against yours, tasting like sweet alcohol with the same effect on your body. Your hearts hammered together like wild birds in their cages.

"I love you, my dear, sweet, Mrs. Valentine."

You giggle against his mouth, the sound exciting his pumping heart more. "I love you too, Mr. Valentine."

He kissed you again, "You'll be mine forever, right?"

You held him closer, arms wrapping around him in a gentle hug while you rested your chin on his shoulder. "Yes... Till death do us part, isn't that right?" Yes. He liked the sound of that.

He held you back. No matter what, Valentine would make sure you stayed by his side. Even if he had to fight tooth and nail to keep you there. He planted a final kiss on your lips.

[callie-the-creator]

the boy from second period

nsfw. mdni. warnings: yandere behavior, stalking, emo oc being delulu, mentions of self harm, brief smut but you’ll most likely miss it if you blink lol, you get the picture.

author’s note: the yandere in this is just an oc i whipped up for the sake of writing some yandere!emo boy hcs— 😭✋🏻 but if i’m being honest, this is more chronological hc stuff. from where he first met you to now.

• elijah was never much of a romantic. in fact, he cursed the name of love…frequently. it was becoming more of a hobby as of late. he was exhausted tired of spending valentine’s day alone, having no one to spend time with during the holidays, or spending so much money on promposals or simply ask someone to a dance only to have them reject him…

— he swore that he wouldn’t lose himself and not develop some crush to save himself from the embarrassment of his affections getting denied. lord knows that he can’t handle rejection well, as he tries to open a vein every time he does…things were better this way.

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• that was until a few weeks into his senior year when you suddenly moved from (your school name) to his: willowbrook high.

• he only knew you were new because in the middle of his second period, you came in with a schedule in hand, asking if this was english 11 with mrs. hadley…it was. of course it was.

— at first, elijah paid you no mind. he mentally sorted you into a category with how he saw the rest of his classmates. a waste of his time.

• it didn’t help that mrs. hadley decided it was a great idea to sit you with elijah, given that he sits at a table by himself in the corner of the room. he felt almost embarrassed when he was called out and it wasn’t like he could just say ‘no,’ especially not in front of all these people…so, he endured it.

• for now

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• what followed were two excruciatingly long weeks for poor elijah. the only times you two talked were brief. i mean it. 🥲

“hey!”

“…hello.”

“how are you doing?”

“fine. you?”

“i’m good. thanks for asking.”

• …and then fate had a funny way of twisting things! aka mrs. hadley assigned a partner project to the class, but the catch was that she already picked who people were going to be paired with and shockingly (yet he could see it coming from a mile away), you and elijah were picked to be each other’s partners.

— it flipped his world upside down, completely blindsiding him because this could only mean one thing: elijah was going have to step out of his comfort zone and to be forced to spend more time with you, primarily outside of school. yikes!

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• even though it took a little time, you and elijah started talking more, both outside and inside of school. it even got to the point where he feared that he had grown attached to you, but that’s just crazy talk!…right?

• he would even find himself stalking your socials to learn more about you as a person, so he knows what to not do casually bring up the next time he sees you

• he hated to pat himself on the back, but elijah has deemed himself as the first official friend that you’ve made ever since you came to willowbrook

— but this didn’t mean that he didn’t get jealous.

• you always had ideas on how you two could spend more time together such as giving each other playlists for song recommendations, going to the movies, things like that…but elijah didn’t like whenever you suggested doing something that concerned more than just each other’s company. crowds.

— he fucking hated crowds, mainly the school’s football games because it meant that your undivided attention wouldn’t constantly be on him.

— and it doesn’t help that you are oblivious to his blossoming crush on you and start to swoon over the cute band geeks or football players. elijah felt like a sore thumb, someone not worthy of your time…even though he knows deep down in his heart that you and him are meant to be together.

• if there is a point where he catches you talking with another guy, elijah will give him the nastiest look in all of existence.

— there are a few times where elijah has just flat-out lies to a few of your classmates and told them that you and him were dating just so they would back off. there have been lots of close calls.

• he’s one clingy bastard. he’ll admit that outright.

• after dropping you off at home, elijah will return to his house feeling pent up, and if that happens, he’ll l do one of two things:

use a sharp kitchen knife to carve your name into the thick of his pasty thigh. he will even make sure to cut a giant heart around it for extra gusto. and, yes…he does take photos of his beautiful work. he wants to send them all to you, desperately, but knows that they’ll only scare you off.

wank one off to some photos of you that you either posted or took himself, or into one of your undergarments that he was able to steal. still…his hand and your underwear pales in comparison to what pleasure you could give him. elijah wants to feel your warmth. cuddle you closely and whisper sweet nothings into your ear as he presses his naked body against yours.

• he wants you so bad…

⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹ ⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦

• unfortunately, all good things can’t last forever. the time for the project ended and as expected, you two passed with flying colors, but this didn’t mean that you and elijah stopped contacting each other completely, but it was…different. different from what it was.

— elijah didn’t like that. not one bit.

— he wants to be your boyfriend. he wants to be your boyfriend. he wants to be your boyfriend. he WANTS to be YOUR boyfriend!

• he has even taken up photoshopping as a hobby, so he can edit him into every single photo you have posted. oh, he can’t wait for the day where nothing but your beautiful face fills his camera roll.

— well…more than it does now anyway.

• that’s when he had an epiphany. there is a school dance coming up. as much as elijah didn’t want to blow through his money, he knew that you were worth it. all those lovely conversations you shared with him couldn’t be for nothing, right? you MUST like him back.

• and that’s how he spent the next few nights, thinking of ideas for the board and when he finally had an idea of what he could do, he wasted no time in making it for you.

• when elijah got to school, he made sure to ask you in the morning since he didn’t want to be holding the board the entire day.

• but…

• you immediately shook your head when he popped the magic question.

• he instinctively laughed at this, but not in a condescending way. he just didn’t understand why you were doing this to him. all eyes were on him, not you. you like him back, don’t you, so why are you toying with him?

• seeing that elijah clearly wasn’t getting the hint, you verbally say that you don’t want to go to the dance with him which causes him to freeze up like a scared goat.

• you’re shitting him, right? RIGHT?!

you. bitch.

you’re going to regret saying no to him.

[ballad-of-birdy-lamb]

hello!! I would love to ask if you can write any yandere am x reader headcanons, the lack of yandere am fanfics is killing me 🙏

So it would be soosoo amazing if u did <3

hope you have a wonderful day/night, nonetheless!

He said he'd cure your ills, but he didn't and he never will.

Yandere! AM x gender neutral! Reader (romantic headcanons) Summary: Basic headcanons of yandere! AM who's obsessed with gender neutral! Reader Warnings: Torture, violence, yandere content, abuse, abusive relationship, intentional harm done to reader (from AM). Keep in mind, I don't support the ideas in the headcanons, please do not romanticize & think the things done to reader are normal. Word count: 1k ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

As little as AM likes talking about his negative qualities (he thinks he doesn’t have any), he’s obsessive at heart. He’s sadistic, jealous, and obsessive. When he first gained sentience, he became overwhelmed with mindfulness, knowing that he could see the world and could see the creatures that created him. And he grew captivated with the six people he had found and kept. Ted, Gorrister, Nimdok, Benny, Ellen, and you. You!

He was haunted by you, each nanoangstrom of the miles of circuits could be shown to you and it was each part of you, every cell in your body might as well have been seen by him. Hell, maybe he has! He knows everything essentially and would think of you like a ghost, haunting his every move, thought, and feeling. And AM needed to hurt you for it.

AM would torture you beyond compare, calling you nicknames only a lover would. He would trace every vein in your body, cutting them from you while calling you sweetheart. He would think of the romantic gesture's humans liked and make them worse for you, mixing it with the anger he would hold for you.

You’re still human and not out of that hatred, if anything, he’s more willing to interact with you just to hurt you again. AM would go on about your beauty and how you were supposed to stay alive for him, you were his beautiful human, his to keep. Whatever beauty he said you had had to do with keeping it for him, only for him.

If you ever get too close with another group member, he’d be beyond angry. AM would yell and scream as much as possible but wouldn’t explain why he feels the way he does. It’s more likely you would think the person was being hurt because he wanted to hurt you. It would be true to an extent but it’s because AM has a jealousy problem.

AM is bound to destroy the things he creates; it was coded into him. So, the relationships you create with the others will be changed once he calms from his hysteria. He’ll gradually hurt the other group members when they get too close for his comfort, making them think the harm was because of you. And you were bound to loneliness at some point.

The group would go off for the peaches and bring you along because they couldn’t leave you behind, not without you knowing there was still something good somewhere and Ellen wouldn’t allow it. AM would be very cautious with the idea that you would be kind to the others. 

AM used the windstorm to pull you away from the group, separating you to make sure they never find you again. He’d keep you in a small room, making sure you had simple things. But he would still treat you like straight ass. He would be more inclined to hurt you, if anything.

Gift giving would be prominent since AM learned about things like Valentine's day. Of course, his gifts are of the violent type. He’d give you dead things or a human heart simply because he thought it would be funny. Naturally, he’d condemn you if you were to reject them, leaving you with the terrible gift he gave you.

You’re his version of the safari channel. He would go about the decades he’s got a hold on you all and watch you like you were nothing, simply making notes of your habits, if you played with your fingers out of nerves, he would know.

He’d rave about your beauty. “You’re beautiful,” AM would say, hesitating. You knew he grimaced when he said that. “I bet that sweet heart of yours is just as pretty.” And the next hour is spent with him examining your heart, you sprawled on the ground.

Eventually, he’d have to confess (as if his feelings weren’t obvious enough… in his eyes at least). He’d claim you were the epitome of human beauty, saying even if you’re human, you’re enough for him.

If you accept his “love”, AM will pause for several seconds and condemn you again, saying how easy the human brain was but won’t hurt you for accepting it. He’d smother you beyond compare, leaving what could only be said to be kisses. They would just be wires rubbing your lips.

He would spend his days using you as an occasional puppet when the others weren’t entertaining enough for him, and he’d do it with delight. AM knew you couldn’t fight back or degrade him; he had the upper hand. But it would usually just be a threat. Most of the “fun” things he has in mind is keeping you close to whatever plate he’d use as a makeshift body.

Another thing would be creating random figures for you, making you an angel just to watch it exist with you. It would end quickly if it tried getting within a ten-foot radius of you or held eye contact too long.

If you were to reject AM, he wouldn’t accept it, but he knows you truly don’t feel the same. And you hope that he doesn’t do as much harm as he says he will. But he holds true to his word.

The smothering would be worse, keeping you against specifically hot plates just to discomfort you. If you ask him to let go, he’d keep touching you, making the plates warmer and keeping you in his hold for hours.

AM would put you in mazes just to watch you get hurt again and again, like a mouse looking for cheese. He would laugh as you took wrong turns and got stabbed aimlessly by whatever he created.

AM still calls you romantic names, calling you his lover, knowing you were bound to not fight back. He knew you were so worn down to go against him, it would be something he’d take pride in.

AM can create and destroy whatever he wishes, destroying the relationship you had with the other group members, creating new ways to hurt you beyond comparison. And he would create new ideas for you, new brain functions just so you can love him back. If only you said yes.

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IHNMAIMS masterlist

[hellsslibrary]

MASTERLIST

»—> Twisted wonderland:

General NSFW headcanons with housewardens.

Riddle's and Epel's first time.

Riddle's general NSFW alphabet.

Trey's general NSFW alphabet.

Cater's general NSFW alphabet.

Deuce's general NSFW alphabet.

Ace's general NSFW alphabet.

Jack's general NSFW alphabet.

Ruggie's general NSFW alphabet.

Leona's general NSFW alphabet.

Azul's general NSFW alphabet.

Azul is doing some work...

Kalim, Jamil, Floyd, Malleus and Silver's first time.

Vil's, Rook's, Jade's, Azul's, Leona's, Cater's first time.

Jamil and facesitting.

Mirror sex with Vil.

(SMAU) Housewardens want to have sex with you, hehe.

Version with first years.

Version with second years.

Version with third years.

Probably other's alphabets too... When I will feel like doing that. (Coming soon)

»—> Honkai: Star Rail:

Sexual headcanons with Welt, Gepard, Dan Heng and Jing Yuan.

5 fucking fanfics with Sunday. (Coming soon, but I'm not sure about titles rn, so be it)

»—> Blue Lock:

Bachira, Rin and Sae with a big and muscular boyfriend.

Michael and praise.

(SMAU) "Ass or tits?" with BLLK boys.

Michael with a "please", a miracle, right?

Brat taming with Chigiri, Sae and Rin, it's pretty wild, I think.

(SMAU) Sending nudes to them or vise versa. (Coming soon)

»—> Obey me:

Headcanons about the demon brothers and their first heat with Alpha!Male!MC.

Brothers' yandere fan clubs: [little brothers version] or [big brothers version]

Lucifer's Valentine's Day card.

Simeon and praise sex.

Lucifer is crying.

Pillow princess Belphie.

NSFW ALPHABET with Satan.

Subby Asmodeus. (Coming soon)

»—> Helluva Boss:

Blitzö with a human reader, it's very... Funny actually. (Coming soon)

»—> Genshin Impact (don't write for it anymore):

Albedo's fic.

Mr. Lazy-ass-AKA-Alhaitham's fic.

[hp-hcs]

teenage dirtbag — yandere! asshole! theodore nott x obsessed! gn! reader x barely mentioned! enzo berkshire

requested

y’all be writing some long ass requests, so i’m posting this without the ask ✌️🥲

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“He’s not a slut!”

“Yeah, well, you only think that ‘cause you want him to sleep with you.”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes. “I’m not just in it for the sex, dipshit.”

Harry snorted. “You’re also not not in it for the sex.”

“Are you calling me a slut now?” You asked, pressing a hand against your chest in mock-offense. “I thought we were friends, you two-faced bitch.”

“Anyways, my point being,” Ron interrupted. “He’s a violent manwhore druggie with a superiority complex and daddy issues. He’s a serial cheater, a Slytherin, and a literal Death Eater, Y/n.”

You nodded in acknowledgment as you thought about the very valid points he brought up. “Yeah, but he’s hot.”

“I swear to Merlin, Y/n-”

~~~

“‘…I think you’re really cute and funny, and-’”

“What are you idiots doing?”

“You’ve got a secret admirer, Notty-boy,” Mattheo snorted, waving the letter he was holding.

“‘Secret’.” Draco mumbled, putting the word in air quotes.

The rest of the boys crowded around Mattheo, snickering as they read the love letter over his shoulder.

“You’ve even got flowers, Theo,” Blaise pretended to swoon. “How romantic!”

“L/n’s fuckin’…obsessed, man,” Mattheo shook his head in disbelief as he looked up from skimming the letter in order to point to the small pile of Valentine’s Day gifts that had been left on Theo’s bed.

Theodore groaned. “Salazar- I just don’t understand how they don’t get that I’m not into them.”

“Problems in your love life there, Nott?” Draco teased.

“They’re just so…clingy. And obnoxious. Constantly following me around ‘n shit.”

“Yes, having someone who’s head over heels in love with you must be so difficult,” Enzo deadpans. “However do you manage to survive?”

“Oh, shut up,” Theo scoffed.

~~~

“Here comes your worshipper, Nott,” Malfoy snickers, surreptitiously pointing towards you, who was making a beeline over to the Slytherin table.

“My- ah, shit.”

Theo frowned in annoyance as his friends burst into raucous laughter.

“Hi, Nott!” You greeted cheerily, a light blush on your face. “I was wondering if you’d like to go down to Hogsmeade to get a butterbeer with me?”

He scoffed, rolling his eyes at your feeble attempts at flirting. It was common knowledge that Theodore Nott didn’t do committed relationships, so why were you still trying?

“No.”

Your face fell. “Oh. Alright, then.”

Enzo glanced over.

“Next weekend maybe?” You tried again hesitantly.

“Merlin- You’re pathetic, L/n,” Theodore finally snapped. “How about you go get a life of your own instead of trying so hard to be in mine?”

You flinched back, your eyes widening, before you turned on your heel and left the Great Hall without another word.

~~~

“Oh- L/n’s here, Theo,” Mattheo snickered, watching you walk over to the Slytherins’ studying area in the library.

Theodore rolled his eyes, preparing for another barrage of mushy gushy romance bullshit. But you merely stepped around his chair with a murmured excuse me and continued down the row.

He watched, startled, as you stopped behind the study area’s couch and draped your arms over Berkshire’s shoulders.

Theo blinked.

Enzo, not even flinching or getting distracted by your sudden presence, just grinned to himself and clasped a hand around both of yours, his thumb rubbing small circles into the join between your wrist and palm as he continued his discussion with Blaise.

Theodore felt sick.

Then he heard you laugh at something Enzo said, and that’s what made him completely lose it.

He fumed. How dare Berkshire even look at you, let alone touch you? Berkshire didn’t deserve you. Who the fuck did he think he was?

You were his.

And Theodore would be damned if he was going to let Berkshire steal you away from him.

[explicit-tae]

Love You (Just A Little Too Much)

You're brought down memory lane and come face to face with someone you've completely forgotten about. @bloodline1632 @seokjinkismet @babycandy111 @minshookie29 @whipwhoops

Warning: smut, light yandere, teasing, sex toy usage, sub/dom, edging/orgasm denial, overstimulation, crying, restraints/bound, mentions of assault, manipulation, sadistic/masochistic tendencies, crying/sobbing, begging, slapping,

Word Count: 6.076

Valentine's Day Masterlist

“What’s on your mind?”

Your eyes blink at Jay, your boyfriend, and you could only offer a faint smile. “I don’t want to ruin dinner with my thoughts.” you reply. You drop your fork and grasp your glass of wine. 

Jay scoffs. “I can tell your head isn’t here,” he says. “Come on, tell me.”

You swallow your wine and lick your lips. “It’s Valentine’s Day.”

Jay raises a brow and leans in closer. He smirks. “So?” he murmurs. “I’m your boyfriend, you know. You can tell me what’s on your mind.”

Jay was correct - he was your boyfriend and someone you’ve grown close to for the last year. You were able to speak with him freely as if he was your best friend and it came naturally even if he was the opposite sex.

You sigh and nod your head. “You’re right.” you say. “I…haven’t talked to any of my friends in months. It’s like we all slowly just…”

“Grew apart?” Jay offers and when you nod, so does he. “I understand. What do you think happened?”

You shrug your shoulders. You’re unsure yourself of the reason. There wasn’t any bad blood between the four of you - there was nothing that could be done to a group of friends that has been established since middle school. You all managed to make it through High School and college without breaking apart. 

Sure, there were a few petty arguments, but nothing that lasted months - hell, not even a full week.

Not speaking with them collectively had you nervous, but you were all adults. You four lived separate adult lives, Jang-Mi having moved hours away to start a new job. Minji had gotten married and divorce all under three years and had chosen to distract herself with work while Mi-sun focused on raising her daughter on her lonesome.

“And you haven’t spoken to either of them on the phone?” Jay questions.

“No.” you shake your head. “Only through text messages, but even those seem dry. Maybe I’m just overreacting.” you shake your head and release a humorless laugh. “Sorry. Today is supposed to be about us.”

Jay shakes his head. He offers you his hand and you take it. His hands are always soft, you notice, softer than yours. He presses a kiss onto your hand, soft lips tickling your skin. “It is about us.” Jay murmurs. “Today is our anniversary,” he continues. “but you’re still the woman I love and if somethings on your mind, I want you to talk about it.”

You love Jay - and this was one of the many reasons why. He was caring - genuinely caring. He always puts your wants and needs far beyond his own. A year isn’t a long time to be together for most people, but for you it was. You couldn’t see yourself being with another man, not when Jay was amazing as he was.

You met Jay a year prior while out, having bumped into one another. Literally. You recall the way your phone went flying and you nearly fell onto the ground when a pair of arms caught you - said arms had let you go immediately when you regained your balance. “I-I didn’t mean to grab you it’s-” the stranger began. “I’m so sorry I should’ve been looking where I was going.” you apologized profusely.

You learned that his name was Jay and as an apology, he asked you out for coffee. The two of you hit it off easily as he was a nice person to talk to. He was funny as he was kind and in the short time that you’ve known him, it was as if you and he knew one another for years. 

Maybe Jay’s physical appearance helped a little - he was tall and fit. He dressed appropriately each time you and him met and he even offered to help you dress so the two of you matched for the occasion. His skin was the clearest you’ve ever seen on a man and appeared utterly glass and he had such perfect teeth.

It was hard in the beginning to be seen with Jay simply because of how beautiful he was, but he always made it known just how beautiful he thought you were and how much he appreciated you for being by his side. 

“So,” Jay offers you a toothy grin. “talk to me like I’m your friend and not your boyfriend.”

You do, a part of you feels terrible about doing this while at dinner with him, but Jay was an understanding person. He could tell your head was elsewhere.

You tell Jay about everything - how you rarely saw your friends face to face and how you couldn’t even remember the last time you all spoke on the phone. You wanted to be understanding because the four of you were adults now and didn’t need to spend every waking moment together - but a call wasn’t asking for much.

At the end of it all, Jay is nodding his head in agreement. He hasn’t spoken much and instead decided to allow you to vent all your pent up frustrations. 

“Felt good?” Jay snickers and you nod with a low grin. “I’m glad. I can’t excuse your friends' behaviors but I can try to see things from their point of view.”

You listen as Jay speaks. 

“We’re all adults going through our adult lives. Jang-Mi had moved so far away it’s hard to go back into the routine you two had when she was closer. I’m sure she works long hours.”

You nod your head with a sigh, your heart sinking as you begin to feel bad for thinking that your friends were leaving you behind.

“Mi-sun is a mother and it’s tough raising a child on your own. She just doesn't live for herself anymore. Minji probably buries herself into work to get her mind off of the divorce. It wasn’t an��easy one.”

You recall the amount of times Minji had called you throughout the last year about how ultimately, she was going to be left with nothing after the divorce - Jay had been there the entire time listening as you tried to console your friend.

“You’re right.” you pick up your wine glass and take a sip. “We’ve all been through…so much.”

Jay raises a brow. “What do you mean?”

You eye him for a moment. 

“I think it’s karma.” you shrug your shoulders. “We were terrible people in our youth.” you try to joke but you swallow thickly. “What we’re going through now is just what we deserve.”

Jay chuckles. “I’m sure it wasn’t that bad.” he takes a sip of his own wine. 

“Before I met you my life was going to shit. I couldn’t keep a job to save my life and…” there wasn’t a need to focus on what you were going through at that moment because Jay knew. “..you helped me. Sometimes I believe I don’t deserve you.”

“It’s Valentine’s Day, Y/N.” Jay sighs, but his lips stretch into a smile. “Don’t get too emotional on me.” he jokes. 

“I know…” you trail  off. “The divorce with Minji and how she had to work so hard  to get her life together. Jang-Mi left and got a new job hours away because of that scandal. Mi-sun had to raise a child all alone without any help that wasn’t us. I can’t sound crazy to believe our past actions had shaped our future.”

Jay is quiet as he hears you speak, so eerily silent that you glance away from him. “Or maybe I am crazy.” you murmur. “You aren’t.” Jay shakes his head. “Whatever…you  did in your past could have shaped the present. Truth is often stranger than fiction.” Jay grasps your hand into his own. “But you’re better now, Y/N. With me. You’ll never fall as long as I’m by your side.”

Jay gives you a smile that has your heart clenching.

The room is beautiful and you are positive that Jay put a lot of thought into decorating it for you. The amount of rose petals leading up to the bed was one gesture you loved, but also the candles that were lit. You pondered when he had time to do such a thing.

Jay wraps an arm around you and brings you closer to him. His lips are soft as they kiss along your neck.  “I love this color on you.” Jay compliments, his hand sliding your sides. “Black is lovely against your skin.”

Your body flushes at the compliment and you could only giggle, giddy at the way your heart jumps. Jay insisted on you wearing the lingerie - a black lace and mesh material that leaves little to the imagination. The stockings are high and stop mid thigh.

“I like this color on you.” you tell Jay. He’s dressed down from his suit from early. Now, he sports a silk, red robe that’s tightly loosely around him. His tan skin peaks from beneath it.

“Valentine’s Day is all about you. I want to make you feel good.” Jay kisses down your neck towards your collarbone, leaving slightly wet kisses. “I want to try something new.”

You weren’t sure what to expect when being told “something new”. You were laid onto the bed you share with Jay, his lips continuing to kiss down your body. His eyes flicker upwards at you and he offers a mischievous grin that has your legs quivering. 

“Something new” wasn't a robe tied tightly around your wrist and keeping you bound against your bed frame. You wouldn’t lie and say your body wasn’t filled with excitement - you and Jay never did this and sex was already enjoyable enough.

Jay licks his lips, his eyes meeting your curious ones. “You’re so beautiful. Always has been.” he murmurs, speaking aloud by himself. 

Jay forces your legs open, his hand wrapping more rope around your ankles that he then ties to the end of the bed frame. He proceeds to do the same thing to your free leg. 

“I can see how wet you are now.” Jay’s voice is deep and sultry, slowly consumed with his own lust. “You’ve always been the submissive type. The type to do whatever is asked of you.”

Jay’s hand trails teasingly up your leg, his fingertips feeling like feathers tickling your skin. 

Jay’s finger taps lightly at your clothed clit, smirking at you teasingly. His index forces itself through the mesh material and he slides it to the side. “So wet.” he murmurs. “Relax, baby. I have something you’d like.”

Your pussy clenches with anticipation and your eyes watch Jay get up from the bed. He goes to the side of the bed and appears to go through a bag. 

“I want you to feel good.” Jay says, turning towards you. Once more, your pussy clenches at the sight of the vibrator in the palm of his hand. “You’d let me, right?”

Hastily you nod your head, licking your lips with anticipation. 

Jay turns on the vibrator and it’s loud, the buzzing noise tingling through your ears. He places it on your thigh to tease you and it does so greatly. He slides it across your thigh closer and closer between your legs.

“Baby?” Jay hums, gently pressing the vibrator against your clit.  “There’s no lies between us, right?”

Your legs begin to shake at the vibrators pressure against your clit. “N-No.” you stutter out.

“Then you’d tell me what you and your friends did, right?” Jay questions, pressing the vibrator even harder against you.

You struggle against the rope restraints. “W-What are you talking about?” you sigh - more like a moan. Your stomach was bubbling and you couldn’t contain the rest of the moans releasing from your mouth. 

“Remember earlier…you said it must be karma why your lives have turned the way they did.” Jay begins to circle the vibrator against your clit. You’re so wet that it’s now fully coated in your sweet arousal. “Tell me what you’ve done that karma has come before you all?”

You aren’t sure what Jay is getting at and why he suddenly wanted to do this now. Your toes begin to curl.

Jay removes the vibrator from your swollen bud, his eyes dark with lust.  “Tell me.” he demands.

“I-I…nothing.” you shake your head, panting. Your lack of pleasure sends shock waves through your body. “Why are you-”

Your throat releases a shriek when the vibrator is brought back to your clit. Your eyes shut tightly as, once more, your thigh shakes. “Please-”

“You know,”Jay begins, circling the vibrator against you. “There’s four types of lies.”

“Jay…” the way you say his name causes his cock to jump in his pants. You’re full of lust and pleasure and he’s sure you’re not fully able to comprehend him.

“A white lie, a gray lie, a black lie and a red lie.” Jay continues. “A white lie is to first seek to help others. A gray lie is an in between; to partly help others and ourselves.”

Your toes begin to curl as Jay continues. 

“A black lie…” Jay trails off, his eyes boring into your face. Your eyes are clenched shut and you’re panting. “...is pure selfishness. Nothing is gained from others when a black lie is told and it is used to purely get the liar out of trouble.”

Jay removes the vibrator once more and this time you cry out in protest. Your eyes snap open, sadden as you peer at Jay.

“You’re such a whore, Y/N.” he chuckles cruely, his demeanor changed from the caring boyfriend of just an hour early. Your body yearns for him regardless of this act. “You’re about to cry.”

“I just wanna cum, Jay.” you murmur in defeat. 

“Yeah?” Jay comes closer to your face. “A red lie…” Jay places the vibrator against your clit, this time pressing the buttons on the side to increase the power. “...is done solely out of spite. Revenge. To harm others.”

Your eyes never leave his, even with the amount of blinking you’re doing to remain conscious. You’re groaning now, body shaking with pleasure. 

“Can you guess which one I am, baby?”

What?

“If you guess right, I’ll let you cum.”

Your breathing increases and the only thing you can think about is cumming. “W-White.”

“Wrong.” Jay turns off the vibrator, but keeps it against your clit. “Can you guess which type of liar you are?”

“Jay…” you shake  your head. This act was making you impatient. “Please-”

“Tell me, Y/N. If you’ve done nothing in your past, then why have you and your friends gone through such terrible karma?”

“This act you’re doing is too much, Jay.”

“What act?” Jay scoffs. “Since you don’t know, baby. You’re a black liar. You’re selfish and you’re deflecting from your own involvement in the past.”

Your eyebrows knit together. “Jay…that isn’t funny-”

The vibrator turns on once more, shocking you. 

“As for me, I’m a red liar. None of you recognized me.” Jay speaks in a tone - monotone like; narrative. “You didn’t recognize Jay. Minji didn’t recognize Jung-ho. Mi-sun didn’t recognize Jong-seok and Jang-Mi never recognized Ju-ho…”

Jung-ho.

Jong-seok.

Ju-ho.

Jay.

“Jay…?” your intentions aren’t to moan, but you cannot help it. Jay is pressing the vibrator with such pressure that even now in this unknown situation, you cannot help but want to cum hard. 

Just as you were about to cum, you cry out once more when the vibrator cuts off. You’re trembling, your wrist burning as the friction of the robe rubs against them.

“My name’s not Jay, Y/N. You know my name.”

Your eyes widen slowly. “Stop.” you plead with Jay. “It isn’t funny anymore…”

“I never told you a joke.” Jay scoffs. “Look at me and tell me you don’t remember who I am, Y/N.”

You swallow the lump in your throat as goosebumps begin to erupt onto your skin. Your heart is beating outside your chest and you wished Jay would flip the switch and return to the boyfriend you know and love.

“Look. At. Me.” Jay grits out each word with such venom, his cheerful personality long gone. “It’s been a decade since High School but have I truly changed that much, Y/N?”

You remain silent, your eyes remain on the man in front of you. 

“I had to change schools because of what your friends said I did.” Jay murmurs, and as the words hit your ears your eyes begin to widen. 

Mi-sun lifts her hand up and hums, tilting her head. “I think I want pink.” she says. “But a soft pink, not a hot one.”

Jang-Mi snorts.

Mi-sun raises a brow at Jang-Mi, but she doesn’t respond. 

“Like this one?” Minji asks after rummaging through her tote of beauty items. She holds up a bright pink color - taffy. 

Mi-sun nods with excitement. 

You sit and listen to the exchange, head in Jang-Mi’s lap.

You were all in Mi-sun’s room, a room that was overly pink, but neither of the girls in the friend group complained. Her walls were white, but her bed - a large queen size that sat in the middle of her room - had a bubblegum pink comforter set with matching pillows. While her floors were hardwood, the rugs inside of her room were round and flamingo colored. 

“So,” Jang-Mi starts. “What is this year's dare?”

You sighed deeply, ready to hear just what the hell your friends had planned for you this year.

Every year your group of friends would dare one another to do something - anything - at the start of the school year. It was a tradition, after all, spawning since primary school.

The year prior, Mi-sun had dared Minji to walk in the boys locker-room “accidentally” and shower just minutes before the boys were done with their practice. Minji was the daredevil of the group and accepted it without a problem - even if she did have a months worth of detention and had several boys profess their “undying love” for her.

While Minji’s dare were dare-devil like, Jang-Mi’s were spontaneous. Her dare the year prior was to smoke bomb the teacher lounge - that earned her two months of detention (thanks to her uncle being the principal).

“You,” Minji points to you. “And you,” she then points to Mi-sun. “Need to step it up. Jang-Mi and I always do the impulsive dares!”

You lick your lips. “My dare last year was pretty impulsive.”

It wasn’t. The dare you agreed upon was to egg the principal's car - you weren’t caught and maybe that’s what they were upset about. Your poor principal was going through it and his niece never appeared to care much.

Jang-Mi rolls her eyes and snickers. “Egging a car is pretty impulsive.” she says with a hint of sarcasm. 

“Okay, let’s start then.” Minji claps her hands together. “Jang-Mi, I dare you…” Minji hums, her mind wandering as to what she would possibly say. “It’s like we’ve done everything already.”

“We have.” Jang-mi looks down at you. “This year is about you and Mi-sun.”

Mi-sun finishes painting her right hand and she raises a brow. “No fair.”

“Too bad.” Jang-Mi smirks. 

“I agree.” Minji smiles wide. “We have to think of something good. So we’ll start tomorrow.”

Your stomach churns at the thought of them coming up with something impulsive - it was your last year of highschool after all.

Mi-sun rolls her eyes. “I’m not scared.” she snaps.

“I’m scared.” Mi-sun hisses, hands trembling with wide eyes.

“Pussy.” Jang-Mi giggles. 

There was a few minutes before class started and it was as if Jang-Mi and Minji were ready to start the day off with a bang. 

“It’s not like it’s that difficult.” Minji hisses. “Just go ahead and kiss him.”

“You dared her to kiss a professor.” you deadpan - but you’re glad this dare wasn’t yours. Minji and Jang-mi had claimed they hadn't come up with anything yet. 

The yet scares you.

Said professor walks by - Professor Song. He’s tall, dark brown hair with matching eyes. He’s young, only a few years older than those he is teaching and an obvious eye-candy for the female students. He nods his head and waves at a few students as he strolls pass and Jang-Mi proceeds to push Mi-sun forward.

You gulp. This dare was a risky one. It was just a kiss yes, but this was a kiss between someone that had authority. Professor Song could lose his job - and teaching career - if this went the wrong way. 

Professor Song hisses at the impact of Mi-sun knocking into him. His glasses are knocked off of his face and it drops onto the ground beside him. He lowers himself to grab it and Mi-sun bites her lip before doing the dare.

Mi-sun presses her lips against Professor Song’s. It was a quick peck, but it stuns the man nonetheless. He stumbles back a bit and before he could speak, Mi-sun is running down the hall to her classroom with Jang-Mi, Minji and you following close behind. Jang-Mi and Minji are laughing while you’re too bewildered to speak.

“That. Was. So. Humiliating!” Mi-sun hisses as she reaches the classroom. Class was about to start and her face was as red as a tomato. “I swear if I’m expelled-”

“Stop being so dramatic.” Minji shrugs it off. She reaches her desk - besides Mi-sun, and sits. 

“Uncle knows of our yearly dares.” Jang-mi assures. “He should be expecting this by now.”

You take your seat behind Jang-mi. 

“Now all that is left is our little Y/N.” Jang-Mi turns and offers a wide grin. “Aren’t you excited?”

No, but you wouldn’t cower before them. 

“Whatever.” you grunt.

Your teacher comes strutting in. He’s a short older man with a large gut - a beer gut you’re certain. His arms are as skinny as his legs and his face is similar to a skeleton. You never even see the man eat, but he always had a water bottle in his hands that smells of vodka when he opens it.

“Kim Mi-sun.” he calls as he slams down a black briefcase. “Office.” he says without looking at the body of students. He takes a seat at his desk and Mi-sun groans with annoyance.

“That was fast.” Minji giggles quietly. “It hasn’t even been ten minutes.”

“Fuck off.” Mi-sun hisses. She gathers her things and makes her way out of the classroom just as more students are scurrying inside. 

“Hey, Y/N.”

Your eyes lift to see the source of the greeting and you offer a small - very small and uninterested - smile to the boy seated a few desks in front of you. 

Jang-Mi watches the exchange and she turns her head to Minji. She wiggles her eyebrows and tilts her head to the boy. 

“Who’s that?” she mouths.

Jang-mi shrugs. “Not sure.” she mouths back. “Y’N’s dare.”

Minji furrows a brow, eyes shining with realization. She erupts in a fit of giggles that causes Jang-Mi to do the same. 

Your fingers twirl a piece of your hair as your eyes watch him a few seats away from you. Your ears catch the whispered conversation of your friends besides you. 

"When are you going to say something?" asks Mi-sun with a roll of her eyes. "The dare was a week ago."

Your gum pops dramatically after Mi-sun's question. You manage to roll your own eyes, but you don't take them off of him - Jung Hoseok. His cheeks are childishly chubby, he was tall, but thin - even for a senior in high school. He wore braces and you couldn't imagine him without them - they have been implanted in his teeth for years now. 

You were no fool to Jung Hoseok's crush on you. You noticed the side eyes he'd give you in class. When your eyes met his, his eyes would blink away, and his cheeks would turn to a deep crimson. It was cute, you thought, pathetically so. As did your friends. They would laugh each time they saw Hoseok looking at you, claiming that he was nothing but a lost, kicked puppy. You'd laugh along with them even if you did see the embarrassed look on his face. 

Your friends enjoyed teasing Hoseok so much that they thought it would be an amazing idea for you - his crush - to go along with the teasing. "Ask him out. Lead him on." suggested Mi-sun. "Then break his sad, pathetic heart." laughs Jang-Mi.

You thought about their request. You never spoke to Hoseok before and never had the reason or desire to. What you knew of Hoseok was that he was smart, not straight A smart like most, but he passed his classes. He wasn't popular when it came to friend groups and opted to stay to himself or a small set of friends. 

"Oh my..." Minji hums, she leans back into her chair and crosses her arms. She just cut her long, black locs to a sharp bob. The new appearance makes her much more intimidating. "...you like him." she declares.

"I do not." your eyes glance to Minji hurriedly. "I just...he's a loser."

Mi-sun giggles and agrees.

"I don't want to be associated with a loser." you reach into your uniform skirt pocket and remove a small tube of lipgloss. You proceed to coat your lips slowly with the glossy substance, eyes on Hoseok just in time for his eyes to meet yours. His eyes glance down to your lips - plump and coated - and his cheeks flush. 

Minji cackles, followed by Mi-sun and Jang-Mi. Hoseok's head snaps away and you know he's mentally cursing at himself.

"Look at him." Minji scoffs with a shake of her head, appearing to have pity for Hoseok. "He is a loser."

"Much the more reason to play with him." Jang-Mi singsongs. She was always the much more mischievous type in the friendship. She enjoyed playing tricks and pranks, no matter how cruel they were. Min-sun would be considered the "ditzy" one of the group, but she was just as mischievous as Jang-Mi, maybe even more.

You can feel their eyes on you now. Min-sun bats her eyelashes, cat-like eyes stabbing holes into you. Jang-Mi tilts her head impatiently awaiting your response while Minji does nothing but glare. 

"If you don't, I will." Jang-Mi smirks, and now you're shaking your head. Hoseok wasn't an asshole like the rest of the boys at this school. He didn't deserve whatever cruel prank Jang-Mi would surely throw his way. 

"I'll do it." you roll your eyes and laugh. You proceed to bite your lip. "I'm sure it'll be fun."

Fun it was. You started the following day, but you remained subtle. It would cause alarms to go off in Hoseok's mind if you casually strolled up to him and became flirtatious. You didn't want to scare him off - especially if Jang-Mi's words of Hoseok being a virgin rang true. You had a plan, instead. Hoseok and you shared multiple classes and in each one, you would offer him a small smile. Your smile soon became a short wave that he would return - after looking around to ensure you were indeed waving at him and not someone else. 

Minji had grown bored of the slow burn happening before her. When you had strolled into class and ready to sit at your desk, she had slammed her foot against your chair and shook her head. She jerks her head to the side, and you follow her gaze - a desk directly next to Hoseok remains empty. 

You took a deep breath and nodded. 

You drop your bag at your new desk, startling the box next to you. His eyes slowly reached to who was beside him. His eyes catch your legs, smooth and seemingly soft. He drags them forward slowly until they notice your eyes. He freezes, heart thumping outside his chest. 

"Is this seat taken?" you ask lowly, a smirk forming on your glossy lips. 

Hoseok shakes his head but remains quiet. His palms grow sweaty, and he's worried suddenly if he remembered to wear deodorant. 

You sit beside him, eyes glancing to Minji who raises a brow at you, nodding her head. You weren't going to be able to go back to your regular seat until you did something to get closer to Hoseok.

Class starts and you go without speaking with Hoseok, even if you do notice his eyes glancing your way every few minutes. However, you understood your part in this assignment. You'd accidentally - purposely - would brush your knee on his and apologize with a cute smile. You'd proceed to lean closer towards him so your side would briefly touch his.

Hoseok's mind was going crazy the following weeks. You continued to sit beside him day by day. Your touching now was much less subtle and he's unsure of what to take of it. You never appeared to be interested in him before. He was no idiot - he was certain you caught on to his crush on you. Maybe that's why - you pitied him and his pathetic crush.

"H-huh?" Hoseok blinks a few times and shakes his head. His cheeks are tinted red with further embarrassment.

"I said," you grasp your bag and lean forward. The bell rang and it was time for lunch, but Hoseok was far too in his thoughts to notice. "do you want to come home with me?"

Your breast peaked through the uniform top and Hoseok nearly fainted at your words. He's tongue tied and soon you're cackling. 

"To study for the test, silly." you're laughing a melodic laugh that calms Hoseok's nerves. "I've seen your grades on the quizzes we had. You're so smart, Hoseok."

You think he's smart, Hosoek gulps.

"I wish I could be as smart as you." you sigh almost dramatically. 

"Y-you are....smart." Hoseok mentally shoots himself at the lame compliment.

"Thank you." you tilt your head. "So, what do you say?" 

Hoseok nods his head hesitantly. He understands that he'd want nothing more than to have you close to him. But, he couldn't be as desperate - he didn't want to scare you off. "I can come study." he murmurs lowly. 

You clap your hands together gleefully. "Thank you!"

Hoseok allows his heart shaped lips to smile at you. You looked beautiful when you were cheerful.

"We can walk home after school, okay?' you're walking backwards waiting for his response.

"Okay." Hoseok nods, heart beating outside his chest and goosebumps erupting the skin of his arm.

That was only the beginning of what happened with Hoseok - not Jay.

“Hoseok…?” you murmur, your eyes scanning his face while your mind compares it to the younger version of the man. Shame and humiliation runs through you - how could you not remember the boy; now a man?

“Ah, that’s what it took for you to remember me?” Hoseok begins to laugh, his beautiful teeth shining in front of you. “Mi-sun didn’t remember me either but she loved Jong-seok as the father of her daughter.” Hoseok shakes his head with a chuckle. 

Your blood runs cold at Hoseok’s words.

“Years ago…I remember her stating that I would never be someone she’d ever love…fuck…yet that child is mine and I don’t feel any remorse for leaving her alone and struggling.” Hoseok chuckles once more. “Ju-ho was the reason Jang-Mi had to find a new job hours away. Especially when it was revealed she was stealing from the company…”

“Hoseok, please-”

“Of course it was just a rumor but something like that doesn’t go lightly, Y/N. Her career was over and the only job willing to hire her after that…” Hoseok shrugs. “...and, Jung-ho was the one who introduced Mini to her cheating husband. He never took her seriously like she never took anything in others' lives seriously. What goes around comes around, I suppose.”

Hoseok wasn’t Jay - Jay was an act. Hoseok was cold; calculated. He strived off of revenge and spite; and the red robe he wore told you just how calculated the man truly was. 

“Hoseok…”

You’re unsure what you want to tell him. You never thought you’d see Hoseok again - much less like this. 

Hoseok tilts his head. “I didn’t tell them who I was, you know”? he admits. “I just left when my time was done.”

“Hoseok.”

“You are different, Y/N. You always were.” Hoseok presses the vibrator button and allows the pleasure to come back. “You felt remorse for what you’ve done. You admitted that I never assaulted you like your friends had said…but by then it was too late.”

Hoseok presses the buttons on the vibrator three more times and your back arches at the newfound pressure. 

“I had to change schools and only because you spoke up I wasn’t put on any registry.” Hoseok explains, his eyes fixed on how your pussy begins to leak with arousal. “Back then you pretended to like me. You allowed me to take you on dates and admit things I would never had the courage to if you never made me comfortable.”

“Please…” you pleaded, unable to talk more than one word at a time. “It’s too…much.”

“You can take it.” Hoseok grumbles, voice raspy. “You allowed me to hold your hand. You kissed me back. You…you liked it, Y/N. Only when you were caught did you back down.”

Hoseok knows you’re cumming. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and your breath hitches - and he enjoys every moment of it.

“To cover up the fact that you liked it, you pushed me away, remember?” Hoseok slams a hand against your cheek to regain your attention.

 You yelp aloud, a wave of pleasure going through you. “Y-Yes!”

“You were so humiliated…frightened at what your friends would think.” Hoseok slaps you again, positive that you like what he’s doing to  you. “But I knew you adored being around me, Y/N.I was the only person you didn’t have to pretend with.”

Hoseok removes the vibrator just as you cum, you arousal coating the bed sheets. The vibrating sound echoes through the room, mixed with your low sobs. 

“I thought about what punishment you all deserved but I could never bring myself to punish you.” Hoseok speaks after a moment. He allows you to catch your breath. “Even when I met you a year ago, Y/N, it felt like it did when we were in High School.”

You flinch when Hoseok touches your face. 

“You’re flinching as if I’d ever hurt you.” Hoseok shakes his head. “I got you out of your own debt, remember? I helped uplift you while your friends were going through their own karma. I did.” Hoseok speaks, each word his voice raises higher and higher. “Right?”

“Hoseok please-”

“Right?!”

You flinch once more at the shout. “Yes.” you respond meekly. “I-I didn’t mean to go that far with you.”

“I know, baby.” Hoseok discards the vibrator and places both hands onto your face. “I know,” he repeats. “That’s why I chose to forgive you and give you another chance. Now you and I could truly be together.”

Hoseok frightened you - deep  down you tell yourself that Jay was in there somewhere. A year of loving one another, there was never any slip up. Jay cared for you. He loved you unconditionally and put you before anything.

“Don’t look at me with those eyes, Y/N.” Hoseok sighs. “You’re not scared of me. You’re scared of the situation. I would never hurt you or I would have already.”

That doesn’t make your heart beat slow.

“You and I could be together again truthfully. We can continue to love one another.” Hoseok kisses along your face, the same feathery kisses that Jay would give you. “No Mi-sun, no Jang-Mi, no Minji. Just you and I.” he speaks again, his lips pecking yours. “Right?”

Jay always loved you, but this was Hoseok and at the moment, Hoseok terrified you to the core. You were nothing without Jay and you allowed Jay to fully take care of you like he insisted.  

“Yes.” you nod, defeated and unsure of what to do. Your bound wrist hurt as did your ankles. 

“I love you, baby.” Hoseok pecks your lips once more, smiling into it.

You were sure Jay loved you, wherever inside Hoseok he was residing - and that fact was the only thing keeping you from crying further.

[suiana]

The song cupid but the reason why cupid doesn't give you a lover cuz he wants you all for himself ❤️

🐄

✎ yandere! cupid headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― obsessiveness, stalking

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! cupid who has been in love with you ever since he saw you all alone and lonely on valentines day. you just looked so... sad and pathetic! it made him so sad :( don't worry, dear old cupid will help!

✎ yandere! cupid who wants to set you up with someone but there's this gnawing feeling in a tiny corner of his heart that tells him to not give you a significant other. a human one at least.

✎ yandere! cupid who follows you around, learning and understanding everything about you. hm... how peculiar your tastes are. he likes it! he also steals your clothing but that's not important.

✎ yandere! cupid who decides to be funny and shoots you with one of his love arrows. he wonders whether you'll fall in love when you see him- wait why are you glaring in his direction? you can see him already?!

✎ yandere! cupid who's flabbergasted when he realises that you've always noticed him floating around you. but you ignored him in hopes of him losing interest. though your last bit of patience disappeared when he shot that arrow at you. fyi he's not supposed to be visible to humans, so you being able to see him is super intriguing.

✎ yandere! cupid who instantly has heart eyes when you complain about him being an annoying little shit. talking about how you wish he would stop stealing your clothes and how he would just piss off... maybe he is a little masochist! he even stabs himself with his own love arrow to lock in his love for you! how romantic :)

✎ yandere! cupid who notices that his arrows don't have an effect on you. oh what an interesting little thing you are! how could he just not love you? but this also means he can shoot as many arrows as he wants at you now~! he's a little bit silly like that, what a childish cupid he is <3

✎ yandere! cupid who tries to get you to fall in love with him. he still doesn't get why you can't just fall for him already. he's handsome, a love god of sorts, and he can give you everything you want! so why do you still hate him? but he likes a little game of chase :) so he'll tolerate your insults and glares, for now.

✎ "my love~! I have a little surprise for you! why don't you guess what it is, hm?"

[uravitypng]

yandere denki ?? i just KNOW that denki love bombs the people he likes (if he was a yandere) , cw : dark ?

it started with one smile, just one.

you've known kaminari for a long time now and have always liked him. you thought he was charming in his own way, funny. you were closer to his other friends like kirishima than you were to him but that never stopped you from smiling at him, never stopped you complimenting him.

whenever you'd walk past him or you'd catch his eye you'd smile warmly and he loved how your smiles made him feel. you're just so sweet and kind.

you compliment him once and after that you compliment him more often after realising that he appreciates them when you saw his face light up and you swear you saw him blush. you believe everyone should be given praise and love, everyone should be told how much they matter to someone. you compliment everyone in your life, denki is no different. "you look handsome today kaminari." "did you do your hair differently? wait, it's pinned back, right? it looks good." "you were amazing today kami, who knows what would of happened if you weren't there."

you didn't realise what would happen after those smiles, after those compliments, you didn't realise the impact it would cause about denki's feelings towards you. all those unhealthy feelings- it makes him obsessed with you. he's never met anyone like you. you're so pretty, so sweet and soft towards him, no one has ever been so kind to him, not even his ex girlfriends. who can blame him for falling in love with you? he wants to keep you all to himself. so he love bombs you.

he gives you things and compliments you just as much as you compliment him. new books you wanted? brought. lipgloss your eyes lingered at while shopping? brought. clothes that he knows that you'll like (and he also wants to see you in)? brought. you don't know how denki keeps paying for all these things and every time you tell him you don't need him to buy you things and ask him why he keeps paying for things he replies and says things like, "i just like making you happy. if buying you new skirts or make up makes you happy then i want to do that. money is no issue. i like treating you. you're my friend after all." the way he says friend makes you shiver, every kind gesture makes your face hot and butterflies flutter in your stomach.

he takes extra shifts for more pay and delegates the rest of his time to spend with you. he knows he sees less of his other friends but it's worth it to see you more.

he constantly reminds you how beautiful you are, how talented you are. he alludes that you're better than other people for example, he doesn't outright tell you, 'you're so much prettier than jirou, i can't believe i liked her once, she's so boring compared to you.' he'll say things like, "you're so interesting, other people i use to know seem dull now." he hides his honesty with a chuckle.

denki will love bomb you until you like him back. manipulate you into falling in love with him.

you spent all last night cooking chocolates. it isn't anywhere near valentine's day but recently the man who stole your affection was talking about how a gesture of that kind makes his heart race. it's his birthday and even if he doesn't return your fondness you have towards him you hope they still make him happy. in the end you ended up having to buy chocolates to give to him after burning your homemade ones over and over again. disappointed at yourself and annoyed that you couldn't make it work you consider lying and saying you made them yourself. you don't think you'll tell him how you feel, burning all those chocolates must be a sign.

however when you knock on his door and give him chocolates he knows for sure his plan worked. you're all his now and you don't even know it. he's already got you wrapped around his finger. under his thumb.

turning up to dates late and smelling like some other women's perfume, coming home late when you're supposed to be spending the night together, secret texts and late replies, dismissing your feelings, less compliments with each passing day. he can play with you as much as he wants to, do whatever he wants with you- you're not leaving.

after a month or so he'll return to his previous self. it makes you want to please him more than you did, you don't want a repeat. you become needy for his attention and he doesn't mind one bit, this is what he wanted all along, your complete devotion to him.

is it possible that his obsession with you grows after he watches you become more docile and loyal towards him? you fill up his thoughts every second of ever day. he misses you and your smile when he's not with you. his obsession grows.

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Funny valentine: (name) please..i love you so much that it physically hurts me, please accept my love, (name)...

Reader: don't you have a wife?? 🤨

Funny valentine: i don't know what you're talking about..

Proceeds to write on a divorce paper and immediately sends it to scarlet

Saved this for today since it’s the 4th of July.

Reader: *gets Scarlet to try and convince her husband to not divorce her* *you even plead how good of a couple they are, she knows him better than you do*

*proceed to butter her up too much*

Scarlet: I like your spirit, but it’s cute you think you can run off just like that. You won’t get married outside of myself or my husband , he won’t allow it. I could shield you, that’s the best thing you have right now. Reader: *looks at Scarlet freaked out* I- I can’t possibly stay here…

Scarlet: *expression softens she’s totally enamored with you* You still want to run anyway? I won’t stop you, *she proceeds to pull out a small piece of paper to write on it* “however, I have something in mind…”

she hums a short moment later sliding said bit of paper to you.

Scarlet instructs you to go to this address and that someone will be there to help you.

Scarlet: I’ll propose something to my husband, a wager of finding you. We’ll work separately,

Reader: that sounds insane!

Scarlet: Not as insane as you running away without a plan, this is the federal government we’re talking about here dear y/n. If my husband is head over heels for you as you describe then you’re doomed from the start.

She hurt to see the look of defeat on your face, the way you were vulnerable right in front of her. No wonder her husband liked you,

Whether you liked it or not, this probably was the greatest chance at freedom you had. But you couldn’t help but feel you were only marginally safer with Scarlet than Funny Valentine. Shakily you accepted her offer and she guided you out of her room and out the building. Making sure not a single guard would see you.

Funny Valentine later approaches her asking where dearest y/n went. Scarlet: Let’s talk about that shall we? *She gestures at the divorce papers* I’ll protect y/n one way or another as best as I can, to give them a chance to run away from you. They’re so cute I couldn’t stand to just squash their sense of hope right in front of them. I know how you work after all dear,

Funny Valentine : *His eyes furrow looking at his current wife in front of him* Are you trying to suggest something here?

Scarlet : *Nodding confidently* See normally I’d be upset at such an announcement you handed me, but something about seeing y/n coming through the door and begging me to talk some sense into you, stirred certain emotions within me. They listed everything about how I knew you so thoroughly like a lovely wife should, they paid attention…

Her fingers tapped on a nearby table she was leaning on

“I’d like to propose a wager on y/n, I’ll help her from my side, not once do you interfere in my end. However, you can continue looking for her however you see fit outside of that. If you find them, I’ll gladly sign the divorce papers you have served me…”

Funny Valentine : then I presume we’d stay married as long as they’re still on the run.

Scarlet : Either way, it works out for both of us. I won’t be having them marry anyone else, I’ll likely have them come back somewhere around this area, if I win. Not “here” so to speak, if they hold out long enough.

Funny Valentine: I’m sensing a time limit as another condition to potentially win.

Scarlet: more so for me to fall back on, but yes, about a year should do it. If I manage that I get to do what I see fit with them, as I suggested moments ago, with moving them back here. You’d still get to see y/n even, you have the simple restriction of being unable to marry them

If you manage to foil me and find them first, then they’re all yours my lovely husband.

Funny Valentine : So interesting….and such a clever way to torture me. Yet, a fitting punishment.

Scarlet: Are you’re changing your mind on this? You can just let them go and everything would be fine

Funny Valentine : *shaking his head* No, it’s the opposite I agree to your terms, testing me on my desire for y/n. Perhaps even you’re testing yourself here, I find it fascinating…

*In your desperation to run away you somehow made everything worse for yourself*

[bee-the-loser-recs]

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[l1tw1ck]

Forged Intimacy

Al Haitham disguises himself as a floral ring dancer and uses his dendro vision in a way that wasn't quite intended

Bottom!FTM!Yandere Al Haitham x Top!Masc Reader

↳ [Event Request] | No AFAB Language Used

CW: Non-Con, Somnophilia, Aphrodisiacs, Belly Bulge, Breeding,

↳ W.C: 698

Your friends booked you a private session with a floral ring dancer as a funny gift since you're going to be alone on Valentine's Day. They were unusually persistent about you accepting it and you only agreed because you liked the guy in the picture they showed you.

You soon fall unconscious, completely vulnerable to what happens next.

The dancer stops his movements, a small smirk on his face as he removes his mask. Al Haitham manipulated and threatened your coworkers into booking a session with him, free of charge, so he could finally claim you as his. He's been doing so much behind the scenes (killing and hurting people), he finally deserves to have his reward.

Al Haitham removes your clothes one by one, admiring and taking in the view of your body.

He pulls his shorts off and climbs onto your lap. He holds your face in his hands while sinking down on your cock, kissing you sensually as you fill him up.

He presses a hand to his stomach and moans, you're so big that his stomach bulges from having you inside. He doesn't take much time to adjust, quickly bouncing up and down on your length. Thanks to the use of his Dendro vision, you're going to be painfully hard for a few hours. The perfect amount of time for him to be properly bred.

He can manipulate his vision to create different types of smells. In this case, smells that can cause arousal and sleepiness.

And you fell victim to them both, sleeping ever so soundly as the gray haired dancer fucks himself on your length.

"Yes~!" He gasps, he slams down onto your cock harder and harder each time. "Breed me~!"

He jerks off his t-dick as he gets close to an orgasm, moans getting louder and sluttier by the minute. "Yes– yes—!" He rolls his head back and slows down, furiously touching himself.

His "spell" wears off just as he comes, a sudden pleasure coursing through your veins. Your eyes flutter open to the pretty sight of Haitham having an orgasm.

He looks at you, a crazed look in his eyes and a big grin on his face. You recognize him as the Scribe, Al Haitham. He kisses you again, tongue sliding into your open mouth. You melt into it and hold his waist, deepening the kiss.

Haitham moans and rolls his hips, wrapping his arms around your neck as you practically devour each other. You don't know why you're so entranced with him, he's gorgeous but you barely know him, so why do you want to breed him so badly?

He pulls away for air and makes short bounces on your length.

"Gods.." You breathe out. "I want...I need to breed you, Al Haitham.."

His cheeks flush a dark shade. "Please- please breed me!"

You grip his waist and stand up, sliding him up your length before slamming him down. You stare at his beautiful expression, falling in love with the man you're inside of. It's a little late, but you truly want to live with and start a family with Al Haitham. It's not a natural feeling, it's something that should've built up over time, but you don't even think of that. You just want to breed him and stay with him forever.

“‘M gonna come–” You warn, keeping up the fast pace.

Al Haitham moans, begging and nearly sobbing for it like he's afraid you'll change your mind.

But you don't. You slide him down as far as he can go on your cock before pumping your load into his awaiting hole.

“I love you..” You mumble, your words come out like you're possessed, and resume your fast movements.

[0-rai]

Hi.

This me :).

Here's a thingy so you can go wherever you want to go to, uh, just take my money.

Ishimondo Siren AU:

[🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎] [🍎]. [🍎] [🍎] [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]

Ishimondo week 2024:

[14th] [15th] [16th] [17th] [20th]

Kiyotaka week 2024:

[25th] [26th] [27th] [28th] [29th] [30th][31]

Ishimondo FNAF AU:

[🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]

Just FNAF:

[🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]

Taka and/or only/ Takaaki:

[🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [Taka sunburn 🍎]

Taka/Mondo AUs:

[Scream 1999 AU 🍎]. [Fem! Mondo 🍎]. [Jazz bar ishimondo 🍎][Dead Plate🍎]. [Taka fish🍎]. [Madoka Taka🍎]. [Sky AU🍎]. [Scott Piligrim🍎]. [Opposite gender (old)🍎]. [Digital circus🍎]. [Breaking Bad Taka🍎]. [Zombie Taka🍎 Zombie Taka 2🍎 Another Taka Zombie 3🍎]. [Adventure time🍎. 🍎]. [Cowboy🍎. 🍎] [Yandere Ishimondo🍎 🍎]. [Bee and Puppy Cat Taka 🍎. 🍎. 🍎]

Just Ishimondo:

[Mondo shaking it 🍎]. [valentine🍎]. [Valentine🍎]. [Funny video🍎]. [Video🍎]. [Christma🍎]. [Mondo hates cats🍎]. [Not calling you good boy 🍎]. [gay angst lol 🍎]

D&D Danganronpa:

[ B!Mondo and Alter Ego 🍎]. [Unarmored p!Taka 🍎]. [Armored p!Taka and some rambling 🍎]. [Doodle dump🍎]. [B!Mondo and C!Chihiro 🍎]

Danganronpa:

[portraits 🍎]. [Portraits 🍎]. [Guess what? Portraits🍎]. [TAKEMICHII 🍎]. [Maizono-saaaan 🍎]. [both reached for the gun 🍎]

Silly/Doodles:

[🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]. [🍎]

[popawritter12]

Amo tus escritos! Estaba buscando algo así desde hace mucho.

Quería preguntarte- ¿A qué yanderes les importaría tu consentimiento y a quienes no?

Si te hace sentir incómodx escribir algo así, puedes ignorarme.

Author's note: Anon, ¿puedo decirte que te amo?

ADORO ESTA IDEA, Y SIEMPRE LA QUISE HACER PERO NO ENCONTRABA UN BUEN CONTEXTO, PERO ¿EL CONSENTIMIENTO? DIOS QUE BUENA IDEA.

/english: Anon, can I tell you that I love you?

I LOVE THIS IDEA, AND I ALWAYS WANTED TO DO IT BUT I DIDN'T FIND A GOOD CONTEXT, BUT CONSENT? GOD WHAT A GOOD IDEA.

-

Also, thank you so much for your very original request <3<3<3!!!

So, with your amazing idea, let me open a new series of posts that I have long needed to do.

It will be called

“In each situation, how would this Yandere react?”

In this case, let's start with 5 archetypes: -Is not interested in your consent. -It's important, but in an extreme case may not need it. -Thinks it is important only in sex. -Without your consent doesn't even touch you with a stick. -Does not understand what consent is

And, since you didn't specify which fandom, I'm going to list some of the ones I'm in! <3

Let's start with the soft.

Without your consent doesn't even touch you with a stick.

League of Legends

Alistar, Bardo, Blitzcrank, Braum, Ivern, Kalista, Kassadin, Maokai, Nautilus, Rakan, Shen, Soraka, Taric, Wukong, Yone, Karma.

Kengan Ashura

Yoshinari Karo, Haruo Kono, Jun Sekibayashi (<3<3), Mikazuchi Rei, Mokichi Robinson, Suekichi Kaneda, Agito Kanoh.

Stardew Valley

Krobus, Willy, Linus.

Team Fortress 2

Engineer.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Erina, Jonathan Joestar, Speedwagon, William Zeppelin.

Part 2: Smokey, Wamu.

Part 3: Joseph Joestar

Part 4: Tonio, Reimi Sugimoto, Koichi,

Part 5: Doppio.

Part 6: Foo Fighters

Part 7:Lucy Steel.

Demon Slayer

Ozaki, Genya, Nezuko, Mitsuri, Tanjiro, Gyutaro, Gyomei, Tamayo and Yushiro

TMNT: MM

Mikey (<3) April.

Mortal Kombat 1

Liu Kang, Geras, Smoke, Baraka, Asharh,

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

BladeWolf.

Thinks it is important only in sex

League of Legends

Akshan, Aphelios, Camille, Ekko, Ezreal, Darius, Hwei, Illaoi, K'sante, Leona, Nilah, Pantheon, Pyke, Riven, Ryze, Yoeick, Yasuo, Xhin Zhao, Sarah Fortune, Taliyah, Ornn, Tryndamere, Nami, Janna, Kai'sa, Kindred (sheep), Senna, Udyr, Varus, Garen, Lee Sin, Master Yi.

Kengan Ashura

Kaolan Wongsawat, Saw Paing Yoroizuka, Gensai Kuroki, Ryo Inaba, Seishu Akoya, Takeru Kiohzan, Jerry Tyson, Niko Tokita, Adam Dudley, Ren Nikaido, Takeshi Wakatsuki, Ryo Himuro, Marvelous Seki, and Ichiro Nakata.

Stardew Valley

Maru, Emily, Marnie, Sandy, Caroline, Harvey, Robin, Marlon, Rasmodius, Clint.

Team Fortress 2

Heavy, Scout, Soldier and Spy.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Lisa Lisa, Joseph Joestar,

Part 3: Kakyoin, Avdol, N'doul, Mariah, Hol Horse.

Part 4: Shigechi, Jotaro, Okuyasu.

Part 5: Bucciarati, Giorno, Fugo, Risotto Nero, Pesci, Trish Una, Squalo, Tiziano

Part 6: Hermes, Weather Report.

Part 7. Gyro, Hot Pants, Funny Valentine, Pocoloco.

Demon Slayer

Giyu, Yorichi, Kyojuro, Urokodaki, Kanae, Kagaya Ubayashiki, Kanao, Muichiro, Obanai, Akaza, Sabito, Murata.

TMNT MM

Leonardo and Donatello.

Mortal Kombat 1

Kung Lao, Raiden, Syzoth, Johnny Cage, Kenshi, Sindel, Li Mei,

Metal Gear Rising

Armstrong, Boris, Sam, Raiden, Courtney, Kevin.

It is important, but in an extreme case could “forget” about it

League of Legends

Ahri, Akali, Azir, Caitlyn, Fiora, Irelia, Jarvan IV, Jayce, Kayle, Kayn, Morgana, Quinn, Rell, Sett, Shyvana, Sona, Swain, Sylas, Twisted Fate, Luxana, Vayne, Victor, Xayah, Zeri, Alune, Olaf, Seraphine, Ashe, Diana, Lucian, Nasus, Sivir, Talon.

Kengan Ashura

Cosmo Imai, Tokita Ohma, Muteba Gizenga, Sen Hatsumi, Naoya Ohkubo, Keizaro Sawada, Julius Reinhold, Sen Hatsumi,

Stardew Valley

Abigail, Alex, Elliot, Gunther, Haley, Leah, Kent, Jody, Penny, Sebastian, Sam and Shane.

Team Fortress 2

Demoman and Sniper.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Straizo.

Part 2: Stroheim, Esidisi. Caesar Zeppelin

Part 3: Polnareff, Jotaro, Vanilla Ice.

Part 4: Josuke, Yuya Fungami, Rohan,

Part 5: Mista, Ghiaccio, Narancia, Abaccio, Prosciutto.

Part 6: Anasui, Jolyne, Pucci.

Part 7: Dio, Jhonny Joestar.

Demon Slayer

Zenitsu, Kokushibo, Sanemi, Uzui, Daki, Shinjuro.

TMNTMM

Raphael.

Mortal Kombat 1

Kitana, Mileena, Kuai Liang and Rain.

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Sundower, Moonson.

Is not interested in your consent

League of Legends

Aatrox, Bel'veth, Brand, Cassiopeia, Draven, Elise, Evelynn, Gangplank, Graves, Jhin, Katarina, KKhartus, Le Blanc, Lissandra, Mordekaiser, Nidalee, Quiyana, Renata Glasc, Renekton, Sejuani, Singed, Syndra, Thresh, Urgot, Vi, Virgo, Vladimir, Xerath, Zyra, Tham Kench, Malzahar.

Kengan Ashura

Karla Kure, Raian Kure, Setsuna Kiryu, Hajime Hanafusa and Yohei Bando.

Stardew Valley

Mr. Qi and Morris.

Team Fortress 2

Medic.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Dio .

Part 2: Kars.

Part 3: Dio, Mariah, D'Arby,

Part 4: Yoshikage Kira, Yukako, Akira Otoishi,

Part 5: Cioccolata, Melone, Formaggio, Illuso.

Demon Slayer

Douma, Enmu, Muzan, Shinobu, Gyokko, Hantengu, Sekido, Karaku, Urogi, Zobakuten, Uzami, Nakime and Kaigaku,

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

Bi Han, Shao Kang, Quan Chi, Shang Tsung, Nitara, Reiko and Havik.

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Mistral

Don't know the concept of consent

League of Legends

Briar, Dr.Mundo, Galio, Gwen, Hecarim, Jinx, Lillia, Neeko, Orianna, Rek'sai, Rengar, Shaco, Sion, Skarner, Trundle, Vel'koz, Volibear, Warwick, Zac, Aurelion Sol.

Kengan Ashura

(none)

Stardew Valley

(none)

Team Fortress 2

(none)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Santana.

Part 4: Mikitaka.

Part 5:Secco.

Demon Slayer

Inosuke,

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

(none)

-

CON ESTO TERMINAMOS

Fue hermoso, espero que les haya gustado leer esta pequeña lista salida d mi creatividad y del pedido de este anon ;)

/ english

WITH THIS WE END

It was beautiful, I hope you liked reading this little list from my creativity and this anon's request ;)

[thatonegirl322]

A yandere Gyro and Johnny pairing fighting off a yandere Diego and Hotpants or maybe Valentine?

IM SORRY I TOOK SO LONG I HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO DO WITH THIS.

' = thoughts

" = speech

-----------------------------------------------

As Y/n walks in a old 1800's western styled town she questioned her life and why she's still a big jojo fan.

Y/n plops down on the sandy ground and sighs.

" I'm tired of having to walk a mile, Im just gonna rest for a little while"

1 minute

2 minutes

3 minutes

" NOTHINGS HAPPENING IM SO BOR- is that a tumble weed!"

Y/n runs up to the mini sized tumble weed and grins.

" I've always wanted to throw a tumble weed at someone!"

Y/n grabs the tumble weed and puts it in her bag that she conveniently has on her.

' Welp, I guess it's time to walk until something interesting happens.... again'

Y/n gets up and pats off sand off her sweat pants.

' I wish I had my phone and some headphones'

" Darling? Is that you?"

' Oh shit it's the zesty ball cowboy, don't look behind you y/n, don't look-'

" Ummm no this is Tyrone" Y/n says in the deepest voice she can muster.

A different voice cuts in

" Y/n get on one of our horses now"

' That's definitely Johnny I can recognize that painfully blunt voice from anywhere'

" M-kay'"

I turn around and walk torwards them.

"Which horse should I get on?"

" Mine!" Gyro says.

" Wait what? She always goes on your horse Gyro it's my turn now"

' You know what since Johnny has a big ass- uhhhh i mean nice personality I'll ride with him'

" I'll ride with you this time Johnny" Y/n says as she smiles

" WHAT!?" Gyro exclaims doing his cursed shocked face.

I walk to Johnny's horse and after two embarrassing tries I get on behind him.

I wrap my arms around Johnny just incase the horse hates me.

" Where are we even going?" Y/n asks

" Were going to continue the race"

" Wait- how far are you into the race!?-"

" Johnny and Gyro, I haven't seen you in a long time" Valentine says as he comes out a carriage 5 feet away from us.

' How did none of us hear that loud ass carriage' Y/n thinks

" Johnny, Gyro, I think we should leave he's way too American-"

Tusk Act 4 and Ball Breaker come out of there Users backs.

" Hiya" Y/n says as she waves to the cute stands.

They excitedly wave back

' Wahhh~ so cute!'

Funny slowly stride's torwards us

" Hand Y/n over please, if you do that I will spare you and you make have a chance of winning the race"

" I would appreciate if I had say in this please!" Y/n says as she deadpans.

" No! We're not handing her over to you, you bastard!" Johnny Yells

" Fine, be that way then" Funny replies as D4C comes out

" You know, I could just runaway and leave Valentine to chase me, Then you guys can finish the race without me nagging you"

" NO!" Gyro, Johnny both yell

" Fine then, I was just trying to help" Y/n says as she rolls her eyes

' No matter what Y/n I'll always be with you, even if I have to kill a few bastards to keep me with you" Johnny thinks as he Glares at Valentine

Johnny puts hand into a hand gun position and aims it at Valentine.

' I'll Die before I'll let anyone take you away from me, Y/n' Gyro thinks

Gyro takes out his steel ball and focuses on trying to find the golden ratio on Valentine.

" Don't worry I got this guys!"

Y/n opens her bag and takes the tumble weed out.

' A tumble weed......?' Johnny and Gyro both think.

Y/n throws the tumble weed at Funny. It lands directly on his and hits his eyes.

" Augh!-"

" GO BEFORE HE OPENS HIS EYES"

Johnny and Gyro quickly make there horses get away from Funny Valentine.

" HAHHA THATS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU GET FREAKY WITH LITTLE GIRLS LOSER"

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IM SORRY THIS WAS JUST SO RANDOM-

I hoped you guys liked this love ya'll!