#yandere jack morrison

[yanderes-galore]

23.) "You're crying... come a little closer, I'll make it all go away." As romantic With Overwatch's Soldier76 and gn reader?

Sure! I didn't realize how... terrifying he actually is until I looked at his cinematics.

Yandere! Soldier 76/Jack Morrison Prompt 23

"You're crying... come a little closer, I'll make it all go away."

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Violence, Blood, Murder, Kidnapping (Surprisingly not by Soldier), Isolation, Dark themes, Disturbing descriptions, Dubious turned forced relationship.

Jack always told you he did what he did to protect the innocent. His vigilante behavior was to make the world a better place from the shadows. It's what he's been doing for years since the fall of Overwatch.

Jack wanted to make a safer world because he not only felt it was for justice... but you.

You're his beloved, his partner. Someone he managed to win over even in his old age. He loves you... He wants to protect you.

Surely you know that means he'll do anything to keep you safe, right?

You can't quite suffocate your fear when you see Jack's actions. You hear screaming, the sound of gunfire, and hear blood hit the floor. There isn't much you can do... tied to a chair and forced to see the carnage play out.

You had been kidnapped for ransom. Your kidnappers were gang members who were no doubt connected to Talon. They knew of your connections to Jack... They were most likely in it for the money.

Now they were being shredded through like cannon fodder.

You weren't sure who you're more scared of. The gang members... or your boyfriend who's shredding through them with an animalistic fury. Seeing this... He almost looks feral.

You hear Helix Rockets go off along with the sound of bullets tearing through flesh. You hear some beg for mercy, only to have their throat slit. The metallic smell of blood fills your nose... you feel sick.

You freeze when you see a gang member go to run to your room but is quickly taken down. Jack is quick to take him out... right in front of you. You shake... You've never seen such a side in him.

Yet you freeze when Jack's visor meets you.

You can't help but sob when you see Jack approach you, seeing your boyfriend covered head-to-toe in blood. He stares down at you from his visor. You can see the adrenaline make him shudder.

Why were you crying? Was it due to the whole situation? Was it because you were scared of the gang?

Or were you scared of Jack after seeing what he's done...?

"You're crying... come a little closer, I'll make it all go away." Jack answers in a gruff tone, approaching you as though he didn't create a massacre in front of you. You feel... sick upon seeing the blood on his clothes. You quickly shake your head.

"N-No... No, I'm okay, I-" Jack doesn't listen to your sobbing pleas, quickly embracing you as he fidgets with your ropes. You feel him remove the bottom of his visor, kissing your forehead as he releases you from the binds.

You're struggling to hold down the vomit that bubbles in your throat as you feel the warm blood coat your own skin.

"It's alright... I'm here now, baby..." Jack murmurs, keeping you close against his chest even when you're free. You still sob, your tears mingling with the metallic red substance staining your skin. "We can go home...."

You feel relieved yet sick when he lets you out of his embrace, only to pick you up to carry you in his arms. He acts as though you can't defend yourself without him. You wonder if he even cares that you're now also covered in blood.

"Knew I should've locked you at home..." Jack murmurs, grip tight on you as you continue to sob. "It's not safe out here... you can't live without me."

You hear him sigh, walking you towards his motorcycle. You don't even know if you want to go home. Will you even be able to leave?

"You can't even leave the house without me, baby..." Jack murmurs. "It's alright... no one will hurt you now."

Jack seems to act like what he's done is some big heroic act. He acts like he didn't slaughter people simply because they were desperate enough to take you. Your boyfriend showed no mercy... no empathy...

He simply insists they were hurting you, they were evil...He had to get rid of them because they took you away... That he must lock you away at home to protect you...

You're scared of him... he only holds you tighter...

You have no idea if he's oblivious... or just doesn't care when you tremble in his arms... the thought of going home and being locked away with HIM more terrifying than anything else.

[yandere-genji]

headcanons of cassidy or 76 with captive male reader that disobeys them and is really bratty? how would they react?

Soldier: 76

Has no patience for disobedience and is quick to punish you if you misbehave. Especially if you make a fuss, do whatever he has to if it means you’ll shut up. He prefers to keep you in tact but will break a few bones if need be to keep you from flailing or running away. 

If you fight him when he wants your affection, he’ll have to incapacitate you so he can satiate himself. He just wants to feel your warm body and soft skin against his without having to pull teeth. Not opposed to using force to get his way with you, his super soldier strength makes him a force to be reckoned with. This is a sure way to find yourself getting jackhammered into the dusty floor of your captor’s bedroom, bound in every which way so that you can’t move a muscle. 

Will often raise his voice when he’s really angry, thats how you know he’s seriously going to hurt you. If you have a death wish, provoking him at this point is a sure way to fulfill it. This usually happens when he’s already in a piss poor mood and just wants to use you to destress. It’s probably wise at this point to contain whatever defiance you have left in you. 

Talking back or any verbal attacks to Soldier is like taunting a brick wall. He doesn’t react, doesn’t pay any mind to the words you throw at him. Honestly this man is so full of self-loathing he’s probably said the worst things you can muster to himself ten times over. You might resort to the silent treatment, but you can tell he prefers it by how often he’ll approach you when you don’t speak. 

This guy is a grumpy old man, unfortunately, so if something becomes too troublesome for him, he’ll get rid of it. If you insist on your bratty behavior and lean into it too much, he’ll get tired of the fight quickly. Maybe in his youth he wouldn’t have minded it, might’ve even enjoyed it, but now he was far too occupied with other things. He wants you to do what he asks when he demands it, nothing more and nothing less. Still, if he does see progress in your attitude, he’ll have a change of heart. 

Cassidy

Cassidy, on the other hand, only really punishes you if he can get some pleasure out of it. Otherwise, he’ll just toss you somewhere he doesn’t have to deal with you. He’ll check on you every once in the while to see if you’re finally ready to behave. If not, then it’s your loss. 

Still, he’ll have some fun with your bratty behavior when he’s in the mood. He likes to overpower you however he can, he’s resourceful and is fully capable of overpowering a man even twice his size, under the right setting. And when you’re his captive, you’re always playing on his turf. 

If Cassidy can’t get any romantic time with you besides that, he’s content in just keeping you as his plaything in the meantime. But he’ll tire of not receiving any deeper affection at some point and try various ways to tame you. If nothing works, he’ll just bind you until he can forcefully get closer to you. 

He’s a talker, always whispering sweet nothings to you when you’re in his arms. Sometimes when he comes to visit you, he’ll just rattle on about whatever’s on his mind. If you talk back to him or make any disinterested remarks, he might entertain it at first but things will get sour quickly. If it gets to that point, Cassidy will relish in humiliated you any way he can. Expect a ball gag around your mouth at all times, unless he needs to use your mouth for more unsavory business. 

If you have lulls in your behavior, Cassidy is sure to take advantage of your sweeter moods. Honestly, he enjoys the emotional rollercoaster of your brattiness. It makes moments like these, when your defiance has been completely drained and your body weak from fighting his advances the night before, just so satisfying to see how much power he has over you. Don’t worry, he’s not evil, aftercare is very important to him and he’ll spoil you the best he can. 

Cassidy is soft on you, if anyone else had been so bratty and disobedient, he would rid himself of them in a heartbeat. But you were his darling, and even though you can be a handful, he wouldn’t trade you for the world. And he has a convient hot box in the middle of the desert to toss you in when you get into too much trouble. Your choice, ultimately, but you won’t be getting rid of him that easily.  

[lieutenant76]

Jack…I’m sorry… you’re even my namesake. I SWEAR I DIDNT MEAN TO LEAVE YOU.

[hunterssm00n]

Nature of the Beast

Yandere! Stalker! Soldier 76 au

It's only natural to free the animal...

*cw include stalking, yandere behavior, obsession, talks of abduction, and cliffhanger*

♡˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ♡

hunterssm00n © All rights reserved by me. I do not allow this work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

He’s watching me.

I know he’s there. I don’t need to see him to be sure; I can sense his presence, just like I know he can sense mine. It sounds dramatic as hell, but it’s like we’re connected, somehow. He knows me, just like I know him, intrinsically and without any other explanation. Even though we’ve only known each other a short time, that’s how it is.

He’s always watching. I can barely walk down the street or turn a corner without feeling his gaze on me.

I feel it especially now, sitting in my car outside of my apartment complex. It was a constant game; can I make it into the safety of the doors of my building before he catches me? He hadn't been so bold as to enter my home, yet. My one safe place, though I don't doubt at all that he has watched my windows from his own safe space in the shadows. He also hasn't seriously attempted to capture me, either, but every day I know he is growing more and more impatient. Every day, I wonder if this will be the day that he finally snaps; the day he finally decides to just go for it. 

What will he do to me once he finally catches me? I have no idea. As much as I don't want to admit it, I am drawn to him, as well. Who is he? What is it about me that has him so damn obsessed? 

What does he truly want from me?

The fact that this has been my nightly ritual for the past few weeks is almost inhumane. Is this how animals feel when they’re being hunted? I dart through the parking lot like a scared rabbit, and I know the wolf is watching; waiting for the perfect moment to attack. 

My breath comes out in quick puffs as I run quickly but carefully across the slick pavement, practically feeling his hot breath on the back of my neck.

Almost there. I cuss inwardly at my landlord for giving me one of the farthest parking spots away from the complex - telling me it’s because I’m young and spry! 

Somewhere nearby a car alarm goes off, and my steps falter as I whip my head around to see where the noise is coming from. 

That’s a mistake. 

He’s on me in an instant, his warmth engulfing me. I sense it even before he grabs me, and he does so with a full body capture that has my breath whooshing out of my chest as he tightly pulls me back against his hard body. One large hand comes up to cover my mouth, and the moment I feel his arms wrap around me, I seize up, fight or flight kicking in overdrive, and I begin struggling in his too strong grip, but to no avail. My cry of surprise is muffled by his gloved palm, his big hand practically engulfing the lower half of my face, and I lurch in his arms to try and throw him off balance. I am no match for him. He's too... everything. Too strong, too fast, too prepared for this.

And I know now that he has me exactly where he wants me. 

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this is an excerpt from what will be a full length story on ao3 - link will be provided soon

I do not own the song ‘Nature of the Beast' by My Darkest Days. The above pictures are from pinterest and there’s a link attached to the original post.

[destinationsorrows]

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[marksbear]

Hi! Can i request yandere soldier 76 and gabriel reyes with a big himbo reader who really nice to everyone and always do anything to help his friends?

Hey I hope u are doing good! And of course you can have this I love himbo readers! Hope you enjoy!

YANDERE SOLDIER 76 & YANDERE REAPER X HIMBO READER

When H/n first joined overwatch everyone loved him.

He was a fan favorite. He was strong, very tall, extremely attractive and a sweet personalty.

Even though he was (class name) he will always sacrifice himself for others and mostly tries to make sure everyone is okay without even caring about the mission.

Most members of the team were a bit imitated by the big man. But that feeling was quickly gone when Tracer saw him pick flowers for the sick Mercy.

Reyes didn't make an effort to talk to the male only watching and studying him from afar.

Morrison was the man who recruited Y/n. So him and Y/n had a close bond that angered Reyes. Reaper hated the way Soldier would look at you, the way he touched you hell even the way he talked to you.

Both of the men grew possessive of Y/n. The two would often argue about you and the arguments would last hours until Ana had enough of hearing them bicker.

Soon enough the men finally made an "Agreement." Basically that Y/n was theirs, but he just doesn't know it yet.

The two would always talk to Y/n at the same time. The three would talk about all sorts of things. Reaper wouldn't talk much he was more of a listener but would still let his presence known. Soldier would talk back and forth adding his own topics and comments. While Y/n would talk the most rambling about anything that crossed his mind.

One day the trio's daily conversations were interrupted by D.v.a.

"Heyy~ Y/n buddy! Can you go to the game store I was talking about last week and buy me this game?" D.v.a asks with a sweet smile with puppy eyes.

"Of course! But don't worry i'll pay for it. Just send me the picture of the game." Y/n gets up not seeing Gabriel's pissed off face. "Bye guys! I'll see you later." Y/n says before leaving.

Gabriel and Jack watch the big man leave then they look at each other not exchanging a word.

As soon Y/n comes back they stalk him back to D.v.a's room. Y/n knocks on the door humming a random tune to himself. "Y/N! You got it! Please come in!" The young girl asks jumping up and down expediently holding the game her friend bought.

"Can't...Maybe tomorrow. I told widowmaker that i'll be her target practice whatever that means. Tell Genji and Lucio I said hi!" Y/n says smiling at her before leaving to go do his promise.

The next day.

Reaper stares at the shirtless Reinhardt with hatred burning in his eyes. Both Y/n and the large German were shirtless leaning onto each other during breakfast.

Reaper knew nothing was going on between his "Boyfriend" and the German, but god it didn't stop his mind from wondering why the both of you were shirtless leaning on each other.

Solider glares daggers towards Reinhardt clenching the fork in his hand as he watch Reinhardt wrap his arms around Y/n.

Later that day it was team training.

Everyone was working outside y'know testing out new tricks, regular work out, teaching people new things etc etc.

Everything was going well until well H/n got hurt. And I mean hurt badly.

Y/n looked around to see if there were any support heroes that could help him out. Y/n was losing tons of blood, so he ran to reaper with all of the strength he had and passed out on top of him.

Reaper acted fast stopping Y/n's bleeding with some nearby bandages and picked him up leaving the training field while Solider 76 follows. Reaper carried Y/n all the way back to his room opening the door and setting Y/n down by a nearby chair.

Jack rushed in the room shutting the door and locking it before checking up on his boyfriend.

Y/n slowly gets back to his consensus not hearing anything Reaper and Soldier is saying. It's all muffled and loud to Y/n.

"Gabe?" The nickname causes the two men to pause their argument and turn to Y/n. "Yes?" "Am I going to die? Sombra always tells me that I'm gonna die from my clumsiness and I was wondering if that's true?"

The two men think the same thing. "Does this kid believe everything hes told?"

Jack begins to reassure Y/n that hes not gonna die and comfort him giving him praises about his bravery.

"Mhm. And besides Jack and I wouldn't let our boyfriend die." Reaper says boldly standing more closely to him. "Boyfriend? Were boyfriends? I thought Me and Junkrat were dating. We kissed a few hours ago and that's what couples do."

"What" Jack and Gabriel say in union staring at Y/n with their eyes wide. "Yeah? I call him babe while he calls me sweets." Reaper opens his mouth probably going to shout and curse, but before that Jack stops him and takes a lighter choice. "Y/n. You can't be doing that. It's cheating on both of us. And it's very rude. So to avoid all that how bout you mostly stay and hang out with us. We are dating so technically for you not to be a bad boyfriend you have to do what we say."

Y/n thinks for a moment before nodding his head yes. "Does that mean we have to kiss now?" Reaper and Jack exchange a look before nodding.

Y/n stands up and bends down to Jack's level giving him a light kiss on the lips before turning to reaper kissing him as well.

"Now I only have two boyfriends correct?"

"Correct Y/n."

Timeskip!

Since that day Y/n mostly spends his days with his boyfriends. Always giving them little flowers he'll find outside.

Most of the team were happy for the three of them and supported them.

But few members knew. Something had to be up.

Ashe was quick to notice something was wrong with Y/n. Y/n had stopped coming to talk with Bob. Even though most people didn't care about that Ashe knew something had to be wrong. Y/n talked to Bob for hours on end almost everyday to the robot and now he stopped visiting.

Lucio and D.v.a sees the way Jack and Reaper acts from afar when someone is talking or spending time with Y/n. They were always somehow there. Hell they were even at the mission Y/n was on.

Sigma knew something bad was going to happen. Y/n and him were partners for a mission one time and Y/n had accidentally rambled to Sigma about the way his boyfriends would tie him up to a chair and leave him there for days. Sigma immediately started to warn others, but half didn't care and only thought he was crazy.

It was a team mission. Every single overwatch member was in it at an all hands on deck type of mission. But surprisingly soldier 76 as well Reaper doesn't show.

The whole fight was gruesome and dirty.

And well H/n. Well H/n was being H/n. He was saving people left and right not caring about his own body and only caring for others.

He brought many of his team members to safety if they got hurt and other regular citizens.

H/n body was overworked and he pushed through it until it was finally over.

The team all stand side by side with each other many people interviewing them and thanking the heroes.

"H/n. I was wondering if you feel pressured as the new guy to thrive and show everyone that you belong on the team? Since your performance today was top tier."

Y/n head was pounding trying to figure out the words for the answers and his body sways around feeling heavier and heavier.

"Uhm... I don't feel anything at the moment besides the headache. But i'm not trying to show off my speed or my strength. I'm just trying to help the people I care for most. Uhmmm yeah." Y/n answers with a little struggle trying to get everything out as fast as he can.

"Another question for H/n! Are you seeing anyone serious in the moment. Because it was sightings of you with a mysterious woman in a questionable position."

Y/n looks around like did he hear that correctly. Y/n just hands the mic to Lucio lowering his head down.

Epic Timeskip!

By the time Y/n gets back to the overwatch base he lays on Winston begging him to take him to his room.

Winston doesn't argue and carries the big man to his room where his two boyfriends are waiting.

Once the two arrive Y/n slides off of him wishing him goodnight before unlocking the door and walking in shutting and locking it behind him.

The place is quiet and dark.

Y/n walks to his bedroom taking off his hero costume before putting on more casual clothes. Y/n basically collapses on the bed breathing heaving and nervously when he feels eyes on him.

"Y/n. Who is she? DON'T even bother lying because I already know." "My ex..." "And why were you with your ex?" "Because she wanted to ask me something..." "Mind explaining why she was on your lap." Reaper takes Y/n's arms tying them up as Jack ties up his legs.

"I don't know! She said she missed me! Please gabe! I don't wanna do this again. It wasn't my fault." Y/n pleas feeling himself getting picked up off the bed.

"I know cariño~ I know. Just that me and Jack are gonna pay her a visit." Reaper sits Y/n down tying up to a chair before picking up the chair and taking it to a closet.

"This is for your own good Y/n."

"We know what's best for you."

THE END!

[creeppostss]

hey folks!

i have gotten zero requests recently, and zero motivation to write. and I've been getting new followers! so i want to provide them something. if you have requests for the following fandoms/characters/categories, send them in!!

Dead by Daylight

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- Frank Morrison/Joey

- Dwight Fairfield

- Steve Harrington

- Nancy Wheeler

Creepypasta

- Jeff the killer

- Eyeless Jack

- Masky/Tim Wright

- Hoodie/Brian Thomas

- Bloody Painter/Helen

- Ticci Toby/Tobias Rogers

Scenarios

- NSFW (anything, anything at all. give me extremes.)

- Angst

- Fluff

- Yandere

- Headcanons I luv writing headcanons

[thegreatshippingwar]

Was it worth it

Summary: Based on the movie "Don't breathe" But with Yandere Jack Morrison/ soldier 76

Warnings: Rape, death (not you), murder, swearing, impregnation, messed up logic, blackmail

You remember your first meeting with him, it was pleasant. He was a nice blind ex military man who had just moved after the death of both of his children. Rumour said it was a drunk driver, but you didn't want to preye on anyone's trauma. When you first interacted with him it was when you had made him a house warming give the day after he moved in. It was an apple pie, you figured nothing could go wrong with apple pie. Your Parent(s) had said it was rude not to give a welcoming gift to your neighbour, it was a bit old fashion but you didn't mind. 

The apple pie was warm to the touch as you knocked on Mr Morrison's door.  It didn't take long for the man with white hair and red glasses to open the door. "Good Morning sir, My name is (Y/N) (Y/L) and I live next door." You realized quickly it was maybe best to say the number so he knew which side. "(N/H). Anyway I baked an apple pie here to welcome you to the neighbourhood. I hope you like apple pie?" You started to get nervous he was handsome. Scars litter his face and he was buff for an old dude. You started to blush thinking about him working out trying to keep fit. You pulled yourself out of your fantasy quickly as you realised he probably had a wife.

"It smells delicious." His voice made your heart jump it was smooth but had a rough undertone. "I'm surprised though not many people welcome new neighbours these days." He shifted on his feet before holding a hand out in your direction. "Especially someone so young."

You giggled, hoping to giggle away your nerves as you handed him the pie. "You're right with that. But I guess I'm just old fashioned." 

Mr. Morrison was stoked to have you for a neighbour not that you knew. He thought you voice was angel like, he could listen to it all day. So he quickly tapped his red glasses to unblock his vision. He was using the glasses for training and to appear to be a weak blind man to be less suspicious. Looking at your hair looked smoothed to the touch. You were Beautiful he thought. Not to mention you said you enjoyed the old fashioned ways, something tightened below and Jack had to ignore for the sake of continuing the conversation. When you handed him the pie he felt your soft hand brush against his. 

A cold shiver went up both your spines, Jack mumbled something that you couldn't hear. "I hope you enjoy, and if you need anything I'm just next door."

Jack could think of many things he could need you for, one included you on the floor right now letting him fuck you. He sighed knowing a pretty thing like you probably had someone who would take care of you. Hell if Jack was younger or not pretending to be blind he would absolutely have pouched on the opportunity to care for you. "I'll do that then."

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Months had passed since Mr Morrison had first moved in and other than his dog's loud dinner bell it was peaceful. You only visited a few times mostly to bring him some food if you made too much, which he appreciated. You enjoyed the small moments with Mr Morrison despite it feeling like you would prefer him to your current boyfriend. You seemed to be comparing them a lot and you all too quickly thought Mr Morrison was a better man in general.

Andy wasn't a bad boyfriend but you did question his choice of friends. You knew two of his friends were low key thieves that stole from houses. But they never took too much Andy had said. Only enough to survive since their families kicked them out. You felt sorry for the two but all ways had a feeling there was more to the story then they let you believe. 

After many days deciding where or not to break up with Andy you decided you could do better. Besides, you didn't want to involve yourself in what his friends were doing. They always seemed to be up to something. It would be quick and hopefully he would move on. 

You were trusting, Mr Morrison had said so as well. When you broke up with Andy he did not take it well. He yelled and screamed and begged and when that didn't work he blackmailed you. You don't know when he took it all you knew was disgust. He had take a photo of you naked which was weird since you hadn't even had sex with him yet. 

You were scared and when you asked what he wanted your heart sank. He wanted you to help him and his friends rob Mr Morrison. He figured you would be good at cracking the safe he had as you had shown off at a party when you met him that you could crack nearly and safely. You wished you hadn't learnt that skill, you wished you hadn't fallen for his tricks. Andy just wanted you to get money. 

You felt physically sick but once he said he could tarnish your clean record you caved. He threatens not only the naked pictures but photoshop pictures of you doing drugs. So you agreed, despite how nice Mr Morrison was you had no choice. You were too trusting. 

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Entering the house was harder than anyone of the four of you thought. Ken who had got a spare key to Mr Morrison's house somehow was deemed useless immediately as there were more locks and keys then the one Ken stole. So Hugo had to pick each lock carefully. Andy had told you that Mr Morrison had well over $500,000 because of the drunk driver killing his kid. Andy had told you that the drunk driver had killed Mr Morrison's wife and unborn child and in order to get out of jail their parents paid a lot of money to the court and Mr Morrison. 

You feel worse knowing you were robbing Mr Morrison because that accident landed him with money. But it was too late to back out once you were in. "Take off your shoes they'll make to much notice." Ken whispered, "If his is blind his hearing will be better."

The whole group take off your shoes and leave them by the back door. You were especially quiet. Hugo walks up stairs toward Mr Morrison's bedroom. He has a hand made sleeping gas bottle ready to puncture and gas Morrison room. You see Hugo disappear as everyone waits in the lounge room for him. After about 2 minutes he returns. "All good?" Andy asks while whispering.

"Yeah, just he seemed to toss and turn once I punctured the bottle. But he's locked in the room now with the gas."

You don't say a word as Hugo and Ken walk straight towards the basement door that has a lock on it. Hugo gets out his lock and picks again and starts to unlock the door only for Morrison to show up on the staircase. Morrison is wearing his cloudy looking red visor glasses, a tank top and some sweatpants. He heads to the Lounge room,  Hugo looks to the group and pulls out a gun. "What are you doing here?" Morrison tills his head a little as you cover your mouth with your hands. You can't be caught now.

"I just walked in dude, I might have had too much to drink." Morrison steps closer to Hugo and Hugo panics shooting near him, "Stay back and I won't hurt you." But Morrison does the opposite and moves quickly towards Hugo. Before he can even shoot Morrison disarms him and holds the gun in his hand.

You stand frozen as Morrison points the gun in Hugo's face and calmly asks. "Who else is with you?" Ken bolts for the door only for Morrison to hear him and shoot him straight in the head. You want to cry, scream anything but you force yourself to be quiet. Hugo apparently didn't know that Ken was most definitely dead. 

"Just me and my buddy." Hugo is staring at you, just before the guns goes off in his head. You and Andy stay quite. Morrison rushes to the front door and locks everything before moving to the back you and Andy move upstairs. You move into his study, your shaking but you manage to keep yourself quite. Your crush just murderer two people, he was worse than Andy. 

Andy points to the desk which has a safe on it. He moves towards you. "Open it, we have time to get it and leave." 

"He just killed two people what if." You cut your whispers short, as Andy points a gun at you. "Okay," tears fall silently as you open the safe to find at least $5,000 in there. You help Andy pack his bag with it. 

"I bet there is more in the basement," Andy's greedy eyes stare at you before opening the study door silently. "Besides there is probably a window you can exit from there."

You follow slowly carefully, scared to make a single sound. You make it to the lounge room, seeing Morrison dragging Ken's body into his mud room near the back door. When he comes back Andy accidently makes a squeak against the wooden floor. Morrison stares towards you both. His red cloudy visor seemed to glow in the dark room. You steady your breath as he walks closer. Then you hear Hugo's phone go off, startling Morrison so much he shots it. Silence fills the air as Morrison sighs before grabbing Hugo's body and moving it. 

Once he moves out of the room you both head to the basement. A dim light fills the basement, and you move quickly down the stairs. The room is filled with shelves, most of the shelves have boxes on them or file-like books. You move towards the dim light to find a fridge with a few benches around. There is a turkey baster on the left side of the fridge. 

While you investigate the fridge Andy is looking at the shelves. "What the fuck?" Andy whispers but you're too busy opening the fridge. A strange liquid in a large container is the only thing in there. Andy moves to your side, " I'm finding a lot of military stuff, but also baby books? What the hell does he want with that." You point to the fridge container and Andy shuggs. 

You decide to move towards this open space light area before you notice the lights turn on in the basement. You freeze before you stop. The lights are hanging over this Woman who is lunging at you. She is in a patted semi room and she has a harnse like a dog on her. Tears are falling down her face and you move your way towards her.

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Meanwhile

Jack was having a bad night, he has to get rid of two bodies. Two idiot robbers decided to try and rob him. Although he was annoyed at first he's glad now having got to experience to kill while blind folded. He can't wait to rub it in Reyes face that he can kill with his eyes closed. But knowing Reyes he might just train himself to do the same. 

Cleaning up the bodies was the worst, god he wishes he was doing anything else. Thoughts of you smiling at him thanking him for protecting the neighbourhood and then giving him a special reward help him get the job done quicker. This wasn't the only time he used you to help him through his tasks. He honestly wished you'd help him normally, but you were always distant. Maybe it was your stupid boyfriends fault, god he hated the man. He would enjoy killing him the second he got a chance.  

Jack heads to the back door making sure it's locked, before tripping on a shoe. Jack freezes before bending down and feeling around four pairs. Which means, Jack grabs one of his shotguns and heads to the basement. He hopes they didn't set the bitch free. Jack then hears the bell ringing from down stairs. "God damn it"

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You set her free of her harness using a knife and she gives Andy a newspaper clipping. Andy's face falls as he reads. You pull off her gag and she silently weeps into your shirt. She clings to you before steading her words. "He said since I killed his kid I needed to replace it. He....he.....he," She is staring towards the fridge and turkey baster. 

You feel sick but you pat her head before whispering, "Lets go quickly." Andy nods his head, apparently he didn't want to look for any more money. You pull her out of the room only for a bell to ring, you look behind her and see her leg is still tied to a wire. You assume pulling the wire pulls the bell. You quickly pull out your knife as her face pails. Once you cut it you all rush for the basement door. 

A shotgun sounds and you become imobie as you watch the girl fall over. Andy grabs your arm and heads back towards the shelves. Morrison carefully checks the girl's body. "Shit," Morrison seems pissed. "All that wasted effort." You watch him tap his glasses and the cloudiness seems to clear. Andy is hiding you both behind some shelves. "One of you is a women right?" You hold Andy's shoulder tightly. "How about you give me the woman and you can go free?"

Morrison is moving up and down the shelves, his posture has changed. He doesn't seem to need to touch anything with his hands. He's different. "I could just kill you both, got plenty of women nearby to replace that bitch." Jack thinks of you, god he wishes he could tie you to him.  

Morrison reaches for a remote in his pocket and presses a button and all the light gets out. Andy grabs out his phone and sets the volume to max, he then plays a video from his phone and throws it across the room. It just so happened to be a video of you singing a nursery rhyme. You both hear Morrison let out an audible groan. 

"Fuck," Jack regonises that voice anywhere, "(Y/N) boyfriend right?" God, Andy was dumb. "I think I'll enjoy killing you and your side whore." The video ends just as Morrison picks it up, you are slowly getting to the stair when another video plays. 

"Fine, I'll do it." Your voice again plays, "Just don't, Don't show anyone those photos"

"Got it, wouldn't want (Y/N)'s reputation ruined by false rumors and a nude." Andy's voice was mocking. But you could hear your tears clearly even with the phone's shitty quality. Morrison all but grows before turning the phone off. 

"You forced yourself on her." Jack was pissed, apparently she hadn't touched the dickless jackass sexually so he was forcing her. Jack was pissed. Jacke turned the light back on. Cat and mouse was over. He wanted him dead. 

Morrison rushed over to where your legs were. The shelves may have hidden your bodies but not your feet. You ran for the stair as did Andy, but Andy wasn't fast enough as you heard him scream in pain. "Fuck," You didn't look back and contunid running for the stairs only for an arm to grab your leg and pull you uside down. Your head was facing his knees as you wiggled and started crying. Your whimpers filled the room, but you stopped the second you heard Morrison groan. You looked up at him and noticed his hard on. You wanted to scream but when you saw his face you did otherwise. He was holding his other hand over his mouth. He seemed to be mumbling something, you could see a slight blush on his face.

You panicked, "I'm so sorry, I'm sorry. He made me. He said...he said....'' Your rambles were cute. It seemed to ground Jack, so that's what the black mail was for. 

"Have you had sex with him?" Jack needed answers.

"I...I..." You fumble over words, "No, we never..." 

Jack pulls you right side up and smiles, "good." He walks over to the padded semi room and gently puts you down in the middle. You notice Andy moaning as he crawls to the staircase, his legs are bleeding. Morrison pulls out a pistol and shoots Andy quick in the head, seemingly too busy to deal with him. He walks over to one of the selves and grabs a box to bring over. You know you should run but you're scared. Plus you know you won't make it to the door, Morrison is too fast and strong. 

Jack opens the box and reveals a brand new harness. He brings the harness closer and you move away backing up into the room. "Come now sweetheart don't be difficult." He slowly approach low to the ground, little approaching a rabbit. "Please sweetheart," He gently grabs your arm and you freeze. You keep screaming at you body to move to run but you can't. "That's it" He all but coos in your ear as he starts to put the harness on you. "That's my good girl." 

Jack clips in the locks and chains making sure you won't be able to escape. He looks down at your fearful eyes. They all but glow a bright (Y/E) in the light of the room. He can't wait, he thought he could but not anymore. He slowly moves to a pulley lever and somehow you find yourself in the air off the floor. 

"You know she killed my kid right? I had always wanted a family and the 'wife' was expensive. I only wished for the kid to make it but my kid was killed by that 'bitch'." He hisses 'bitch' like she was poison on his tongue. "I decided she would have to give me a kid to make up for the one she killed." He looks over to the turkey baster. "I never touched her, never wanted to. But now she's dead." He looks you in the eyes and you notice he somehow got scissors and you freak out. You wiggle as hard as you can. "I'm glad he forced you to rob me. Do you know why?" You refuse to speak and keep wiggling trying to get out of the harness. "Baby," His hands are on your ass rubbing it slowly, tenderly. "When I ask a question I want you to answer." The threat was clear, so you swallow your pride. 

"Why?" More silent tears, 

"I wanted you, and now I have a good reason to keep you chained to my side. Don't worry too much once I trust you we can have you out of the basement. Once we move of course." His hand moves and he brings the scissors to the front of your pants. "But let's start by making a family." You wanted to scream but only a squeak came out of your mouth as he removed your pants with the scissors. "Adorable," He chuckled before moving to cut your shirt off. 

"Please," He stops for a second, "stop." Jack leans forward pulling your hips towards his painfully erect clothed cock. He hums before kissing your forehead. 

"Don't worry baby, I'll be gentle." He smooth voice runs a chill down your spine. God no, you wanted to wiggle and you tried but his voice stops you. "Baby, stop trying to ryell me up I won't hold back otherwise." 

Jack starts with your clit, rubbing it till you start squeaking and moaning. He enjoys himself too much seeing you like this. He knows he's going to be addicted to this, to you. But he can't help it, he starts kissing your lips hoping to comfort you a little. He all but melts into the kiss, it was just so sweet and soft. 

You feel fireworks at his kiss, you hated this you kept telling yourself. You didn't want this, but the longer he stayed there kissing you and playing with your clit the more your reason seemed to slip. You decided to just enjoy it and worry later. 

Jack waited until you relaxed a little before entering a finger in your hole. He groaned into your ear as he did it slowly. You were so tight, he was a little worried. He started pushing it in and out and you started falling apart moaning louder and crying less. Jack wanted to enter you now, but he had to be patient. "Please?" Your lusted out look broke his patients. 

"Sorry princess." Jack pulled his finger out and quickly stripped. He then aligned his penis in front of your hole. His left arm wrapped around your waist as he moved his mouth next to your eye. His right hand took off his glasses. Beautiful blue eyes greeted you with lust, you looked away towards his member. His dick was big, that you knew. He dick's was leaking and the veins looked angry. His right hand stabled his dick as he slowly pushed in, moaning into your ears. You screamed it was painful, he was too big and you weren't prepared. You started screaming for him to stop, that he was a liar, anything you could to get him to stop but he didn't listen. At least not till he was all the way into you. "Good girl, good job princess. Such a good girl for daddy." 

You kept crying as he kept praising you. You learnt quickly that Morrison was just going to do whatever he wanted without your consent. After a little bit Jack decided to grab your waist with both arms and slowly push out. He hissed as he pulled out your tight warm hole was too welcoming, too comfortable, it was heaven. He had to get back in the moment he was out. He started to fuck you faster and your screams didn't stop him or put him off. He honestly loved your screams although he wished you were moaning instead. So Jack moved his right hand to your clit as he managed to wrap his left arm around your body to keep you close. Your tits kept rubbing against his chest as he pounded into you. 

Soon enough once you felt your clit being rubbed you began to moan. Pleasure and pain where combining and god you just wished it over. You were beginning to enjoy this horrible experience. Jack's lips found yours again and this time his tongue invaded your mouth. You thought he might slow down his pace but no. He was able to kiss you, rub you just right and pound into you. "Please," You all but moaned as you realise the white tingling feeling builting to your climax. Jack was all too happy to pick up the pace. You felt bruises forming on your hips with how he was gripping them. 

"come on baby, Princess cum, cum on my fat cock." His speed seemed to stagger, "Cum on daddy's cock." You feel His cock twitch inside you just before your overwhelmed and moan as you cum. You pussy tightens around Jack and he can't hold back, "(Y/N)" He growls as his warm sperm spills into your abused hole. He pants on top of you for awhile before calming down. 

"Finally I have my perfect family."

[youre-in-my-sights]

could i get one of soldier 76 just loosening up and having a good time with his s/o? i see so few people emphasize that he DOES have a fun and goofy side which is one of my favorite parts about him ;w;

Jack most definitely have shown his goofy side once you two have met. Stakes were low then, and if there were a chance you returned his affections it would've been worth it

Once he takes you, however, you don't see that side very often. He has to be strict and stern, yet loving. Its mostly out of paranoia, he can't risk you escaping

That said, Jack definitely has a light hearted side of him.

He both doesn't want you to fear him and he wants you to be comfortable around him. So when he losens up, he looses UP

Likes to try and make you smile when you're upset, probably by telling many dad jokes that are so bad they're good

When Jack sits you two down to watch a film, he tries to guess the actor's next lines, or act out the scene with them. He always tries to get you to join him

Does the same with music, he tries to sing and dance with the video. Sometimes he would fall or hurt himself, but it would only put you two in a funnier mood

Jack can be very sappy as well. Always tossing a cliché pickup line or two your way at random. He knows they're bad and you hate them, but that's why he does it

[yandereaffections]

Definitely didnt expect it in the slightest so dont mind as he starts choking on whatever snack he was having before he walked into the room to see that treat

Never once in his life did he think he needed anything like you enjoying yourself all dressed up in cute things, whether it be mostly a dark color scheme or not. Wouldnt know how to respond straight away yet at the same time he doesnt want to make it seem like he hates it or anything, quite the contrary really, so he ends up stuttering out a storm trying to figure out the compliment that may or may not succeed in leaving his mouth

Baby you should invite Jack to pick out your clothes next time cause he totally wants to see you in other outfits like this, maybe a classic look of a sun dress and one of those big wavy hats, something that would truly show off your body in a way he could admire 

No shit Jacks the type to take you out on a date dressed up in a dress too, watching you enjoy yourself sway the bottom of the dress back and forth, if someone has a problem with it theyll have this intimidating man to argue with, some punches might be thrown just as well.

If you wanna keep these outfits of yours under wraps inside for his eyes only jack wouldnt mind, hed probably be the one to help center any headbands or hair pieces, along with tightening your corset if you want to wear one. 

Jack finds it amazing how you can completely change your look within a few pieces of fabric, looking like his lazy boyfriend during one part of the day and completely switching to a cute dressed up baby the rest of the night, he couldnt admire you more

[drxwsyni]

Could you give us some yandere Jack Morrison/Soldier 76 w/ a ftm darling...?

I wasn’t sure if you just wanted headcanons for 76 with male pronouns for his darling, or specifically him with a darling who’s trans, so i did both! Thanks for the request anon, hope this was what you had in mind!

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Headcanons for Yandere Jack Morrison/Soldier 76 x m!Reader 

Initially he’s a very strict man to be around. Highly protective, his main goal is to make sure you’re safe no matter what.

Follow his rules if you know what’s good for you.

Early in the relationship he’d be stern, but deep down you knew he’s a big softie. It’s a side he only really shows with you which made the moments all the more special.

He’s a gentleman, 76 would never, and I mean never, use your gender identity against you.

If there’s one thing that’s a driving force in his protective tendencies, it’s making sure nobody was abusive to you in regards to that.

If anyone you associated with even hinted at being transphobic in the slightest, they were gone, no questions asked. You would never know where they went, and Jack would want to keep it that way.

Gradually he’d grow more frustrated with your way of living though. It wasn’t reckless to any normal person, but 76 could see all the dangers that were just missing you by a thread each day.

He’d get fed up with your stubbornness to heed his warnings, revoking any leniency and bringing his darling home.

His punishments are harsh, and he’ll give no luxuries until you start to behave.

Now of course that doesn’t include anything you need to help with your transition, he knows that’s a basic human right. He’d give you anything you needed, to the point where you wouldn’t even have to ask, it’d just show up in your room.

One way to get on his good side is to wear his clothes. Whether it be a shirt or a pair of sweats, seeing you in his stuff reassures him greatly. Honestly he’d be kinda cheeky about it, offering a quick “Hey there, handsome” upon entering the room. He wouldn’t say anything else, but the warm smile that lingers on his face tells you all you need to know.

If there’s anything you can count on with him it’d be great food. He makes sure you’re getting enough protein to keep you strong as it’s not like you’re going for walks outside anytime soon.

Overall, 76 just doesn’t have the patience for seeing you put yourself in situations where you could get hurt. His decisions are always in your best interest, although he knows it’d take a while for you to realize that. And when you do he’d make sure you had the life you deserved.

[yanderes-galore]

Hello, can I have a blackwatch reaper concept

Sure! It's good for me to separate him and Reaper since I think they act differently.

Yandere! Blackwatch! Gabriel Reyes Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Blood, Violence, Kidnapping, Stalking, Jealousy, Love bites, Brief mentions of murder, Forced relationship.

Even Gabriel now was used to the shadows.

While Jack Morrison took control of Overwatch and acted as a hero, Gabriel Reyes was left to do undercover missions in Blackwatch.

Gabriel is said to have been an understandable person with a headstrong nature.

He cares for those under him yet was always cynical when it came to Overwatch.

Supposedly he was jealous of Jack who had all the spotlight.

Regardless, for a little while at least, he accepted his role as assassin and spy.

Under his command he has Cole Cassidy, Genji Shimada, and Moira.

Those were the ones primarily under his care.

I feel Gabriel Reyes is less... intimidating than Reaper.

He's said to be more casual with those he enjoys.

Which makes me think he'd try more to be involved in his obsession's life.

When in reality, he's a killer and you never knew it.

I like to think Blackwatch agents had their own life outside of what they do.

Like to put up a front?

Maybe not all of them did... but I do think Gabriel did.

It might go against canon, but it's a neat idea to think about.

Imagine you met Gabriel one day and befriended him.

He's no doubt more friendly during this time than he is as Reaper later on.

While Reaper as a yandere tends to lurk and stalk like a bad omen...

Gabriel Reyes has a better chance of being part of your life.

He's secretive about his past and line of work.

He'd often make up some lie or bend the truth a bit when you ask.

Despite this, he acts as a friend and soon maybe a potential partner for you.

He's more talkative and casual, making jokes or even playfully flirting.

I like to think Reyes is a charmer before becoming Reaper.

More manipulative, too.

He acts all social and invested in you whenever he's free...

Then goes back to his job of keeping Omnics and political figures in check.

He's living a double life when it comes to you.

While he's a leader and supposed member of 'Overwatch' with you...

He's actually an assassin who has gotten blood on his hands more times than he can count.

Although since he's doing this double life, it means you'll trust him more.

Which means when his obsession gets worse, he can probably get away with stalking you or lingering in the shadows around you.

Yes, he still has that habit even before he's Reaper.

It's just as Reaper, that's his only chance of being close to you.

As Reyes?

Well now he can always be involved.

Gabriel no doubt knows him pursuing you can be dangerous.

He has a dangerous job and is acutely aware of how dangerous his feelings are.

He's used to his violent nature due to his job.

Yet he also notes how he tenses when he sees you with other men.

He knows you should just be friends...

But eventually I can see him asking you out to drinks or something.

Then you start dating purely out of curiosity.

Gabriel has a better chance of actually having you to himself.

While Reaper is forced to shadow you to satiate himself.

Gabriel Reyes is capable of actually being your lover while he gives into darker desires.

You're probably blind to his true nature.

With you he's loving and affectionate, greeting you with kisses and often visiting your apartment.

Yet when you think he's away... He's closer than you think.

Gabriel keeps a close eye on you in between missions.

He only ever pulls his guns on those who need it...

But there's been times he's thought of doing it due to jealousy.

He may also vent his possessive behavior through his actions with you.

He could cuddle you in your apartment, listening to your day.

Yet if you bring up a coworker or something Overwatch related...

His grip tightens.

That or maybe you two are getting a bit... intimate as he kisses you.

You don't even have to mention something sometimes... There's times he'll just feel the need to vent his jealousy...

Which makes him nip your skin a bit harshly, wanting to see it bruise.

There's times his love is intense, yes.

But it's mostly normal in your eyes.

You have no clue that he stalks, spies, and kills people....

No, you don't think Gabriel Reyes is a monster until he rises from the dead.

When the explosion at Overwatch's headquarters occurs, you think your lover died.

As far as you know, your boyfriend is dead...

You never stopped crying.

You end up trying to recover from his death for months.

Yet at some point, Gabriel is around, watching you mourn.

You don't see Gabriel as a monster until he breaks into your home like a wraith, a death mask covering his features.

Even then you're thankful for the mask, as he smells of death as he stalks about your home.

You scream, begging to know who he is.

Only for him to remove the mask...

Making you feel sick.

Normally people would be happy to see their beloved alive again.

Not you.

He looks like a corpse to you...

His voice is now distorted, rotten as he encourages you to embrace him.

He tells you he wants you to come with him, that he's still your Reyes.

But he's not, not to you.

He's a monster, not your boyfriend.

When you refuse... He takes you by force.

He wrangles you into his grasp before sneaking off into the darkness.

When you try to scream... He covers your mouth.

This is no longer Reyes.

This is Reaper.

He's an omen of death that has always kept track of you since Moira revived him.

By this point, manipulation isn't needed.

He already knows he's a monster, one you no longer love.

But you're all he has left now... You're meant to be his...

He won't let anyone else have you, even now.

[yandere-genji]

#18 with 76? please and thank you!~

Not sure how this one turned out, I haven’t writing for soldier in so long and he can be a bit tricky for me to write sometimes but I hope you enjoy :)

#18: “Cry for me, baby.”

Every morning, you had gotten up at the early hours of the day, torn from your warm bed by the sound of your alarm. You shuffled yourself into the kitchen, brewing a cup of coffee before you had to head to work. Something about today felt...off. You couldn’t really put your finger on it, but there was something in the air that wasn’t like your usual mornings. Looking at the window, blurry with heavy rain, it was probably the terrible weather that filled you with dread. Your workplace was nearby, so you had always walked there, even with weather like this. So, begrudgingly, you gulped down your coffee and grabbed your umbrella, making your way to the shop.

The sound of the pouring rain hitting your umbrella served well in keeping you from falling asleep in the middle of your walk. No matter how many times you wake up this early, it seems that nothing stops you from staying up late at night.

It isn’t long before you arrive at the shop, eagerly getting inside to get out of the rain. Only a few coworkers are on shift, the day doesn’t get busy until the afternoon, so you prefer this shift. There’s not much hassle and you can generally coast by. You say your good mornings to everyone as you head to the back and drop off your things.

Still, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. So far, you were just going through the motions, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Maybe you just forgot your wallet at home or something small like that...

Your day went on, boring and unremarkable as you assisted the few customers that entered the shop. Even when the afternoon passed, rarely anyone came in, probably saving themselves from the pouring rain. After your gruesomely long shift, you gathered your thing and clocked out. The rain was almost welcoming after a day like that, plus the sky was dark enough for you to fall right asleep once you got home. Even just a short nap would lighten your mood.

The streets were covered in water, like you were walking by a river. At this point, your shoes and socks were soaked and the water was crawling up your legs. But you were halfway home, it wouldn’t be long until you could shed your clothes.

“Excuse me,” you heard a coarse voice come from behind you, “did you drop this?”

A tall man stood behind you, his face was shadowed by his umbrella. You could see a bit of stubble on his chin, white hairs, but his body seemed exceptionally fit for an older man. He extended something, what looked to be your wallet, towards you with his hand.

“Oh my God,” you chuckled at your carelessness, “I can’t believe I didn’t notice, thanks so much!” Taking the wallet from his hand, you put it in your pocket, “You could’ve just taken it a walked away...I feel like I should do something to thank you. I don’t have much-“

“No, dont worry about that,” he put is hand in his pocket and moved the umbrella enough for you to see cold, blue eyes, “just remember what I’ve done for you today, that’s all the thanks I need.”

He walked off suddenly, before you could say anything. You weren’t sure what he meant by that, but it sounded like some sort of pay it forward thing. It was pretty wholesome, made the day a little bit better. Yet, something shook at your core, like that feeling from earlier but worse. Must be a stomach ache, a nap would probably mend it.

The moment you got home, you immediately took off your clothes. You were soaked with dirty rain water from the knees down, the only thing you could think of was taking a warm shower.

Starting the shower, you dipped your feet under the water, letting out a small sigh. You brushed your hair until it was silky smooth, then went into the water. Standing motionless in the warmth, you just closed your eyes and enjoyed the moment. It was always nice taking warm showers after walking in a stream of cold, dirty rain. Your body relaxed as you savored the sensation, only to be interrupted by a loud thud from outside of the bathroom. Shaken from your trance, you turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around your body, “Hello?” You called but there was no answer. Slipping from the shower, you went to investigate the sound.

Suddenly, as soon as you stepped out of the bathroom, something flew above your head and over your mouth. Someone’s hand, holding a damp rag. It looked familiar, you’d seen this hand. Before you could remember who it belonged to, you were passed out cold, in the arms of a stranger.

You woke up with a massive headache, your eyes fluttered opened as you struggled to adjust to the little light that was in the room.

“You awake?” that voice, it was so familiar but you couldn’t recognize it.

Instinctively, you tried to raise a hand to rub your eyes, but couldn’t. Your hands were bound behind your back. You cracked your eyes a bit and saw that you were leaning against a pole, tied to it and sitting on the ground. The sound of the rain was still audible.

“Still recovering? Poor thing...” a hand cups your cheek and your sleepiness causes you to lean against it, “oh, so sweet too.”

His voice was so deep and rough. Wait, could it be the guy from earlier? Once you realized what exactly was happening, you tore your face from his palm and your legs kicked frantically in hopes you’d pry yourself free, “Who are you?”

He chuckled, walking away as you tried to undo your binds. No reply came from him, but you could hear the steel of a blade being unsheathed as he made his way back towards you, “I would tell you not to waste your time, but I like seeing you struggle.”

With the hilt of the knife, he raised your chin up to examine your face. You were nothing short of terrified, but you remained composed with all the might you could muster to stare right back at him. Your eyebrows furrowed, twitching as you tried to keep a straight face. He seemed displeased and he moved the knife away from your chin.

“You’re more stupid than you look, you know...” he spoke lowly, almost to himself, “I thought you were on to me today, but you didn’t have a clue, did you?”

It sounded like he wanted you to answer him by the tone of his voice, but you were in no mood to talk. You were too stunned by everything that had happened so suddenly, your mind raced with a billion questions. Who was this guy? Where were you? How long have you been here? What does he want?

“Weeks of preparation, just to blow my own cover. Damn, such a shame, needed at least a month to get your room ready. Just had to drop your damned wallet, huh? So careless, what would you do without me.“

What the hell was this guy on about? You could hardly keep up, and you still had the headache from before. The sound of the rain wasn’t helping, either, everything was just too much, “I want to go home...”

He sighed, squatting down to your level, “You’re going to have to understand something, sweetheart. This is your home. I don’t want to hear you saying that again. Am I clear?”

Again, his question didn’t sound rhetorical, but like he wanted you to answer. You closed your eyes tightly and pulled your knees against your chest. This can’t be real, it has to be a nightmare. Just wake up already.

“Come on, sweetheart. Don’t make me have to punish you,” his words didn’t even register in your head. You just wanted to pretend like none of this was happening and to wake up in your bed, “Alright, that’s it.”

With incredible strength, his hand grabbed your throat and held your head up. The other held the knife, almost as large as a machette but looked like a kitchen knife when held in his large hand. You gasped and panted for air, small groans and pleas coming from your lips. He was unfazed and held the blade against your exposed throat, “Listen to me, I’m going to make this a lesson you won’t forget.”

He pushed the steel harshly against the nape of your neck, not enough to draw blood but the friction made you panic, “Please! I’m sorry! Please, I’ll listen, just don’t hurt me!” You begged through gasps and sobs as hot tears rolled down your face.

“That’s it,” he tore the blade from your skin and replaced it with his lips as he began to lick the area, dragging his tongue up to your ear, where he whispered to you, “Cry for me, baby.”

You couldn’t stop the waterfall of tears that stung your eyes and fell down your cheeks. You felt embarrassed, violated, mortified. Yet this man seemed to be relishing in your shame. One by one, tears flowed down your cheeks, pouring down like the heavy rain. You couldn’t tell if you were hearing the sound of your sobs, or the rain hitting the ground.

[theyanderespecialist]

Formal (Headcanons) Jack Morrison X Reader (Overwatch)

[Hello My Sexy Readers, I am here with a new chapter and in this it will be Formal Jack Morrison headcanons. I hope that you enjoy!]

-Headcanons With Formal Jack Morrison

.Jack as Formal follows the rules.

.But he also has a imagine on how he wants his life and he will do anything to get it.

.The Big house, white picket fence, perfect job.

.and the perfect wife, you.

.Yes Jack Morrison fell for you hard and he swore he will do anything to have.

.If he met you through work you will be working under him in more than one way.

.If he just met in the store or on the street you will be stalked and watched at all times.

.In the end he will start 'wooing' you.

.But he learns that you are yes perfect for him but not for this world.

.After another date he drugs you and makes it look like you just up and left.

.This is the best for you of course, now you will be safe and you will be the perfect little wife.

."My Perfect little wife~"

[Yassssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss another chapter done, I hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy all my friends!]

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Slashers

Tommy Hewitt

Five Minutes (x) - Tommy/OC *18+*

Three Minutes (x) - Tommy/OC *18+*

nsfw ! Tommy Hewitt hc’s (x) *18+*

Sweet Boy (x) - Tommy/OC

Are You Gonna Kiss Me or Not? (x) - Tommy/OC

Hannibal Lecter

Find You (x) - Hannibal/Clarice

Ghostface

Ready or Not (1 / ) - Ghostface/OC *18+*

Michael Myers

Family is Forever (x) - Michael Myers & Laurie Strode *not slash* (the only non romance/smut that i've written lol)

Jason Voorhees

Open Season (1 / ) - Jason/OC *18+*

Alien vs Predator

Hello, From the Other Side (1 / 2) - Scar/Lex

Brighter Than the Sun (1 / 2 / 3) - Scar/Lex

Alien/Xenomorph

Beyond the Stars (x) *18+*

Overwatch

Soldier 76/Jack Morrison

Nature of the Beast (x) - Jack Morrison/OC

Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Natural Born Sinner (1 / 2 / 3) - The Comedian/OC *18+*

nsfw ! Negan hc's (x) *18+*

nsfw ! Max hc's (x) *18+*

Batman Akhamverse

Deal (1 / 2 / 3) - Waylon Jones/OC *18+*

Misc Monsters/Creatures

Something Wicked ( 1 / ) - Boogeyman/OC *18+*

Yandere

Yandere ! Sheriff OC (1 / 2 / 3 / ~) *18+*

Rando

What Sober Couldn't Say (x) - Al Swearengen/OC

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[everythinghurtsand-imdying]

Slasher 76 gushing over the camp nurse, she so cute

He wasn't sure what it was about you. Maybe it was the way you dealt with everyone fairly, even the bratty campers he couldn't wait to tear limb from limb, or perhaps it was that little stubborn streak he occasionally saw in you, how you'd slap away any hands that tried to grab at the strong painkillers.

He quickly yearned for you, watching you afar and not being able to touch. To take what should be his. Where would be a better place for you than his rundown shack, waiting dutifully for him to come home with dinner? You'd tend to his wounds when one of the victims got a little too confident, delicate little hands rubbing across the vast expanse of his chest.

Despite his fantasies, you were so far out of reach; as the nurse, you stayed right in the heart of the camp in your own little shack. Surrounded by morons and bastards who had no right to so much as look at you, never mind speak to you. It had Jack's stomach boiling, and his recent killings were becoming a lot more violent. He had to get to you. Now.

He planned it well, or at least thought he had. Injure one of the kids who roamed too far out into the woods at night, leave him to the point where he couldn't walk. Jack didn't care much for his screaming and wailing, but it had its intended effect. You, bless your good heart, quickly heard news of the child and scrambled out to do what you could.

The wound was not a pretty sight, Jack had let his machete dull a little before hacking at the boy's leg. You sent all the other children back to camp, telling them this wasn't a sight for their eyes. Perfect.

He took you easily, not surprised when you lashed out and fought back with everything you had. He had grabbed you from behind, a large arm coming to wrap around your waist whilst the other one clamped over your mouth. You screamed, spat and bit at his palm but it seemed to have no effect as he dragged you further and further into the darkness of the woods.

Unsurprisingly to the ex-soldier, you didn't stop fighting the entire time - not even when he tossed you into his rundown home with ease. You screamed and yelled at him, telling him that kid was going to die if he was left on his own. He didn't care, but fuck if it was endearing to see how you, even in the face of danger, thought of others. You would be perfect for him, he knew it.

Maybe you'd just need a little training first.