#yandere pgr smut

[unhappy-last-resort]

A Sinful Escapade, featuring Yandere Roland and Yandere Chrome

General Warnings: Somnopholia, non-con, smut, some body worship

Warnings for Roland: Threats of violence (not acted upon), mentions kidnapping, use of pet names "darling" and "rabbit", fingering, marking

Warnings for Chrome: body worship, cunnilingus/analingus, come eating (Chrome), use of pet names "my dear" and "my love"

These are both written with a GN Reader

Roland would sneak into your room at night and just enjoy himself until you inevitably wake up.

He entered slowly, like a wraith stepping out of the shadows, smile on his face and licking his lips as he thought of all the things he could do now that he's here.

He eyes your things, stealing a shirt and using the Punishing to hack into your terminal, taking as much information as he could find before destroying it. After all, he doesn't want his precious human getting sick, but he's still on your enemies side. You can't really expect him to only come here to play with you and not bring something worthwhile for his master, now can you?

He watches your chest rise and fall in a peaceful rhythm for a moment, before reaching over to peel off the blankets and see what's underneath, only to frown.

Your clothes annoy him, he just wants to indulge you in as quickly as possible. It's been months since he last saw you and he's been desperate for most of them.

He made quick work of the obnoxious fabric you hid yourself with, using his cleaver to cut through some of it more easily and now, at last, he could feel himself relax a little. He took his time, studying every dip, curve, and mark you have and committing it to memory as if it was sacred.

He carefully run his fingers over your skin, his grin widening as you shift in your sleep. It's a little funny how humans tend to be so arrogant even in the face of their inevitable doom when you inhabit such, soft and plush bodies. All it would take is just a little more force, a little more strength for your blood to spill over your blankets and stain his hands.

He sighed wistfully and laid down next to you, sleeping bag rustling underneath him. He had to admit, it was surprisingly comfortable, at least it was in comparison to what he remembers them feeling like. He wonders if that's a part of your commandant privilege, or if this is the standard of sleeping bags now.

With that thought in mind, he starts to whisper random thoughts into your ear like vague anecdotes from his past, or his opinions on various constructs he's encountered and their fates, and how much he missed you.

He missed you.

He missed you so fucking much, it hurts. He knows the Ascension-Network wouldn't take kindly to a human that's not going to undergo construct surgery and the ascension, but he so badly just wants to whisk you away right now to a decently maintained building and have his Corrupted surround it to ensure that no unwanted guests come in, and you don't get out.

He sighs discontentedly and stares at your face, smile replaced with something between wistfulness and loathing. If he could just keep you somewhere for him and him alone and not worry about outside influences, it would be the most worthwhile and perfect play he could ever perform in.

Of course, there was the issue of your mortality, but he'd like to take the time and relish your human body before changing it to a metal one, and one that can't fight him.

His eyes sweep over your form one more time, imagining it wrapped in ribbons, or tied in lace just for him to come undo it all and gorge himself on you, your voice, and your human warmth.

He walks his fingers down your torso, pausing at the hips to do a little dance that's most entirely for his bemusement before sliding between your thighs, one finger slowly pushing into you.

He thrusts it in and out of you experimentally, enjoying the feeling of your gummy walls around his finger and heat that emanates from them. It crosses his mind that a curl of his finger and a flick of his wrist is all it would take to rip you open, but he's not interested in that right now.

Right now he wants to moan and cry loudly enough for all the Babylonians to hear, so he can watch you teeter out of your temporary shelter with humiliation on your face as all the other constructs whisper behind your back.

Your expression is his favorite to watch. The pained discomfort on your face when he spreads his fingers that so easily relaxes into pleasure with a few thrusts of his fingers. It's amusing how even unconscious you can't seem to decide if you want more, or if you want it to stop.

He can hear muffled voices outside and he can't help a chuckle as he nuzzles into your neck and fucks you with his fingers, relishing in all your pants and needy moans. He bites your neck, unable to stop a moan as his tongue moves your skin, making sure to leave obvious marks that you'll have difficulty hiding. He runs his free hand over your torso, occasionally digging his nails into your skin and smiling wide when you shift uncomfortably in response.

He holds you tighter, poking and pinching at you, nipping and biting whatever skin he can comfortably get to as his fingers thrust into you.

When you inevitably wake up, the first thing you see is Roland's face with his signature grin and red eye glinting as his hand moves far faster than any humans could, and too fast for you to keep up. It's all you can do to cling onto him as loud, pitiful moans leave your pretty lips.

He can barely keep himself from laughing as he hears how the conversation the strangers outside were having was so abruptly, and awkwardly cut short. He leans in to kiss you between his giggling, he knows that a part of you is aware of how noisy you are and that you'd rather stop, but you always give him the best reactions when caught off guard.

"You're being too loud, darling. You've made the people outside stop their lovely little chat." He preens, delighting in how you can't even glare at him as you throw your head back into the pillow, beginning to shake in his arms.

Roland clicks his tongue and nibbles at your ear, chuckling in how he feels you clench and flutter around him, his free hand pinching your nipple as he watches your eyes roll and you let out a scream that rings in his ear like a bell. One that he'll gladly replay in his free time.

He helps you ride through your orgasm, whispering in your ear about what a lovely performance you just gave and how he made sure to record all of it.

He looks down between your legs and pulls his fingers out of you "Awww, my little rabbit made a mess of themself." He whispers condescendingly as he smears your come over your stomach. "And so loudly too, I bet everyone at this encampment heard."

"...Fuck you." He thinks you look so cute, all angry and pouty with a light sheen of sweat on you. He has to fight the urge to lick it off you.

"Fuck me?" He grabs your face, his fingers smooshing your cheeks as he leans in, a wide, cheshire grin decorating his face. "You should've said so earlier and I'd gladly let you."

Chrome would also take his time once inside your quarters, but unlike Roland he's a bit more...shy.

He came into your room for a reason, to look at you, to listen to your body as it repairs itself, and to touch you. But despite being bold enough to enter your room without asking permission from anyone, he finds himself lingering.

Rifling through your things and reorganizing them to be more efficient, reading your diary, or breaking into your terminal and perusing and private accounts you have. When he finally can't stand it anymore, he approaches your sleeping form- silently, and first brushes the side of your face with his fingers.

You were truly perfect. Always have been, in his eyes. He wishes constantly that he could find a way to make you see what he sees, if only you knew the thoughts that ran through his mind and made him go into a daze whenever you were around.

Under the guidance of the spell you had unconsciously put on him, his hands travel lower, nails scratching your neck as they find the collar of your shirt and rip it.

Not too loudly, of course. He wouldn't want someone else interrupting.

He gasps softly as your chest and stomach are laid bare for him, his fingers trail down the center of your chest before his large hands settle on either side of your waist, memorizing what it would look like to hold you and fuck you.

His hands crawl up to your chest, pressing and squeezing them lightly. He leans forward, lips parted and ready to latch around your nipple- and he pauses, blue, desperate eyes scanning your face.

You're not awake, but he really shouldn't regardless. But, god, he couldn't stop thinking about you all day. About pulling you away in the middle of your mission and into some old building and...

He closes his eyes momentarily, body trembling slightly.

He's waited long enough.

His lips close around your nipple, sucking on it greedily as he grips your sides tightly, gloves digging into your skin as his body presses against yours, being mindful to not crush with his weight, or let his metal legs poke you uncomfortably. He doesn't want you to wake, not yet, not now. Just give him a little more time.

He swirls your nipple on his tongue, pausing to- very gently, bite it. He sucks it a little more before separating with a small, wet pop and flicking his tongue over it.

He kisses his way down your chest and stomach, pausing only to pull down your pants before continuing his journey, kissing over your hips and thigh, before gently lifting your legs and spreading them apart, kissing his way to the inside of your thigh.

He quickly rids himself of his gloves and pulls you open for him, dipping his tongue inside you as his nose buries into you. He explores you first, his tongue sweeping over what it can comfortably reach before he begins to thrust and lick you with growing fervor.

His tongue drags over the roof of your inner walls, pulling back just so he can push himself deeper inside you. His bare hands hold your hips steady as he eats you out like a man starved, every whimper, every twitch, every subtle shift of your body spurs him on. He doesn't care that there are people outside, he doesn't care that he shouldn't be doing this, and he doesn't care if you wake up sore tomorrow- Oh god, does he want to make you wake up sore tomorrow.

He hopes he'll be the first to see you when you wake, so he can watch you as you wince and complain about how uncomfortable your bed must've been as you slowly crawl out of bed. Maybe you'd even ask for his help then, a little shyness in your request.

He pushes himself as far as he can go inside of you, his tongue working insatiably as he hears you moan and pant.

He can feel by the jerky movements of your hips and desperation in your voice that you're close and it makes him groan loudly and shudder, a hot, sticky warmth dripping down the inside of his pants.

His hands grope and massage at your ass and thighs as his head bobs between your legs, determined to make you come for him and let him taste your sweetness.

The sudden tightening of your muscles and blissed out moan that leaves your lips makes him feel like he's cloud nine, he eagerly abandons his previous task in favor of lapping up every drop of you.

He's so engrossed in licking you clean that he barely registers when you sleepily call out to him, sounding so confused.

"Oh, my dear." He groans and after a few more licks raises himself to look at you, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, a bright red painting his cheeks and ears. "Don't worry, I'm just helping you feel better."

He leans in and peppers kisses over your forehead and cheek, smiling when you try to move your head away from him. "Just sit tight, my love, I have a few more things I want to do and I know you'll like them too."

[unhappy-last-resort]

Hello. I write yandere/dark content though, so don't feel preassured to follow me or anything.

For other authors, you should say hi to Starry! They tend to write fluff and smut

There's Shrimp and they write fluff, character interactions, and for their commandant oc

There's Hanami who mostly writes fluff and angst

Chrono hasn't posted a fic in a while, but they write male commandant oc x Lee and write mostly fluff and angst

There are probably people I'm missing. All in all the specific pgr fanfic tag isn't used often because we forget about it. Try searching pgr [insert character] or even just going to the "top" section of the pgr tag and scrolling a bit will give you more fics.

imma find my fellow pgr authors here

[rei-dragoness]

(Am I doing this correctly ? Sorry, I rarely request anyone TT)

Can I request yandere alpha x fem commandant ? 👀

Dw you’re good to go! Since there is no specifics about if you wanted a drabble, short hcs or anything else, this is a bit of my own take on Yan! Alpha, feel free to send another ask if this wasn’t satisfactory!

Alpha x F!Commandant NSFW

Trigger Warnings/Content Warnings: Yandere, implied dubcon, possessive behaviour, unhealthy obsession

It pissed her off to no end, seeing those pathetic scrap metal excuses of ‘Constructs’ that was your squad get worried and protective of you whenever you were up against the Ascendants, it should’ve been her getting to protect you from harm, not them.

You were backed into a corner, Lee, Lucia or Liv wasn’t there to protect you, you couldn’t even contact them, nor did you have any weapons to defend yourself with, but you sure as hell weren’t going down without a fight.

You lunged at her with your fist, but all she did was step out of the way of your pathetic attempt

“Calm down, I won’t hurt you”

“So what do you plan to do? Torture me? Use me as a bargaining chip against Babylonia? Tough luck on that because I’d rather kill myself than let you take advantage like that, bold of you to think Babylonia would bat an eye at some common human soldier”

Alpha only sighed at your stubborn attitude, “No, Babylonia can’t have you, only I can, and I’ll make sure anyone who dares lay a hand on you will be dead”

Your anger turned to confusion when she pinned you to the floor of the abandoned building with only one hand, other hand removing one of the various belts on her jacket to use as restraints for your wrists

Her knee placed between your thighs, rubbing against your crotch through your pants

“You’re mine, only mine, understood my pretty whore?”

You could only helplessly nod, rocking your hips against the knee between your legs

Her fingers stuffed in your mouth as you could do nothing but helplessly submit yourself to her, allowing her to toy with your body as she pleased

“That’s right…good girl, so perfect for me”

Every bit of praise from her went straight to your aching cunt, your insides desperately burning for her touch

Oh how desperately your wished for release, for her to fuck you into the floor senseless, there’s only so much teasing your body could take before you got impatient

“Please-!! Alpha, let me cum please!!-“

She forcefully grabs your chin and makes you look at her

“Who do you belong to? You good for nothing filthy slut, only good for being a little sex toy, hm?”

“You!! Only yours!! I’m yours to do with as you please!”

Only with your full verbal submission to her was she satisfied, allowing you your release you so desperately wished for

——x——

HOLY SHIT IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG JSHSJSJSNSNSN MY DUMBASS FORGOT TUMBLR EXISTED AND COMBINED WITH MY RECENT INJURY I TOTALLY FORGOT

[lilithandroses]

!!pgr masterlist 1!!

☁︎ - drabble

✪︎ - headcanon

☽︎ - fic

♤ - traumatic trigger(s)

lee

(nothing yet~)

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kamui

(nothing yet~)

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watanabe

(nothing yet~)

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chrome

(nothing yet~)

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camu

general nsfw headcanons - ✪︎

©lilithandroses, do not repost any of my works anywhere without permission (ao3, wattpad, etc.)

[kurogane2512]

Introduction and Rules

Hello and welcome to the blog! Some of you may recognize my name as that one author on Wattpad who wrote 3 books on Genshin women within a year XD. Yes, I'm the same author with the name Kurogane and tag KuroTani12. Here is the link to my Wattpad profile in case you want to check out my books.

I decided to start this blog for fun really, you can send me requests but it'll take time as I still focus on my Wattpad content more and my inbox is overfilling here anyways

I will write for adult women in the following fandoms-

1) Genshin Impact

2) Honkai Impact 3rd and selected characters from Honkai Star Rail (Himeko, Jade, Yukong and Cocolia 100%, rest depend on the prompt since I don't play the game so I'm not aware of everything)

3) Path to Nowhere

I also play Wuthering Waves, Aether Gazer, PGR, AFK Journey, NIKKE, and Snowbreak Containment Zone. I can write on these as well!

No ships. No male character. No minors.

I can write male, female and g!p reader. Please specify which one you want in your request. If nothing is specified then I'll do female reader.

My works will be both SFW and NSFW. Please specify if you want SFW or NSFW in requests, and also some explanation of the scenario would be appreciated.

If you ask me to choose a character of my liking then please specify the fandom at least.

I will not write any dark content like non-con, dub-con, incest, hardcore smut with things like BDSM, yandere etc.

I can write poly content. You'll mostly find wholesome and fluffy stuff here, even in smut. I can write teacher/student relationship.

So, that was it! I hope I'll get a similar audience to my Wattpad one here which is really supportive and I hope everyone will like my works here too! <3

Genshin Impact Masterlist

Genshin Impact Masterlist 2

Path to Nowhere Masterlist

Honkai Masterlist (HI3+HSR)

Characters I write for

Kinktober 2023 masterlist

P.s- call me Kuro btw :)

[harukisakisblog]

The rule for asking requests!

"Who did you write for?"

Genshin Impact (everyone)

Tbhk (only limited to some character)

Hunter x hunter(only limited to some characters)

Danganronpa

Daganronpa 2

Daganronpa V3

Twisted Wonderland

My own Oc!

MHA

Punishing gray raven (pgr)

Normal story, (not a yandere)

How many character can I request?

1-3

What I WILL write!

Interaction between character

Angsty

Fluff

Y@nder3

Bl00d sc3ne

St@lking

Suic¡de

Male Reader & GN Reader

Attempt suic¡de

What I will NOT write!

Smut

R@pe

To detail reader (body type, skin etc)

FEMALE READER

reader who has a mental illness!

Pedo! (Example: child reader x adult character smut)

Poly (this make me feel weird, but I'm gonna respect it)

Girly reader

Ships (name x name ships)

Kink (a big no-no)

I'm a male but my action is soo cute!" type of reader

Please keep in mind that this rule will probably be changed in future but for now, it's all right!

[unhappy-last-resort]

Delusions (Yandere Simon x GN Reader)

Warnings: smut, worship of the readers body and reader in general, creampie, GN reader, short

A/N: Just a drabble because I was thinking of Simon as one does late night. I'm also waiting for server reset in PGR so I can decide if I wanna pull on the light trails banner or not.

Apologies for any grammar/spelling issues and what not, it's almost 2AM for me

Your soft pants filled his bedroom, your chest rising and falling with each breath, his arms holding your hips flush to his.

Nothing could compare to this moment. You were absolutely divine, a gift from the gods, a blessing to humanity bestowed by the stars, and you, despite being so far beyond him that he could only watch your star trail in awe, you chose him. You chose him over the numerous, beautiful and heroic constructs and humans who stood by your side.

It made him shudder, his eyes almost rolling at the thought. How could anyone not desire you? Who wouldn't lust after such an incredible hero? Just look at yourself. The way you move your body underneath him, the stretch marks along your thighs, your swollen lips parted in ecstasy, your glossy eyes, your mesmerizing voice as you moan so sweetly for him.

He couldn't help but kiss every inch of you he could, studying you like a piece of art. He kissed each scar he could see, admiring them. Perhaps others might find your scars to be blemishes that needed to be hidden, or fixed, but to him they were breathtaking. Not necessarily because he thought the scars were beautiful, but because they gave him insights into you and your story. You don't talk much about your past, not that there was reason to, but still, he longed to know you more intimately than you knew yourself. If only you'd open yourself to him, if only he could climb to your stardom and share the burden with you.

Perhaps if he lulled you to orgasm enough times you would be relaxed enough to let him know you more. He kissed your neck and whispered his admiration of you into your skin as he gently fucked you, holding you closely to him, becoming so engrossed your moans and cries that he nearly forgets his own pleasure.

He could stay like this forever, listening to you whisper his name as you grind against him. He holds your face gently, drinking in your expressions. Each cry you make resonating in his heart and rippling through his mind, overshadowing every other thought and sensation until only you existed.

He would never stop chasing after you, never stop longing for your attention and recognition, he would never stop desiring a level of intimacy that would only belong to you two. He needed your acknowledgement of his efforts and devotion, he needed to hear you say you loved him just as much as he loved you, maybe even more. He needed you to love him back, he needed your attention, he needed you to look at him as something more than a friend. His desires driving him to push in and out of you faster and faster until you writhed and trembled, until his hips stuttered and the tight cord drawn in his stomach snapped as he babbled your name like it was his salvation.

As his hips slow down, you wrap your arms around him and bestow him a kiss filled with so much love he feels himself melt into your body like it was made to hold him.

"Simon..." You whisper breathlessly and his breath is caught in his throat. Your hand cups his cheek and leans into it, kissing down along your wrist reverently.

You watch him lovingly, letting him worship you. Your eyes meet and his heart soars, you look so bewitching like this the sight burns itself into his brain. Slowly, your lips part and he desperately waits for what you're about to say, hoping that you'll tell him those three words he longs to hear. He watches every slight movement you make, enraptured as he watches you swallow, debating whether you should say what's on your mind or not and he gives your hand a slight squeeze of encouragement.

That seems to give you the push you need as you focus on him again and his heart pounds in his chest as he leans in closer to you, needing to hear every word you're about to say.

"Simon, I-"

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.

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He wakes up, his hair sticking to his skin and the sheets unbearably hot. Simon stares at the ceiling, seeing nothing but blurry shapes as he contemplates what just happened. Humiliation crushes his chest as the stickiness in his hand makes him realize that it was just an intense fantasy and nothing more. He feels like a teenager helplessly pining after a crush and it almost makes him cry.

It was foolish for him to ever think that you could be his, that you'd ever spare him more than a cursory glance and a few words. You may have never said it out loud, but he knows he's beneath you. Someone your caliber would never look his way, but he can't help but keep chasing after that hope, after that dream that one day, one day you might look at him with something more than friendly comradery.

...He should stop entertaining such ridiculous and inappropriate thoughts about you and wash his hands, probably change his sheets too. If you saw him like this, you would be appalled. Shocked that a fellow soldier could be so...so unprofessional. He's already embarrassed himself a few times in front of you, he needs to be better. He needs to improve.

You'll never give him the attention he desires, so he must do what he can to earn it and treat what little you give him with the utmost care and respect.

He needs you, he needs your love and acknowledgement and he'll do whatever it takes to get it. Even if that means sacrificing everything he has.

[unhappy-last-resort]

Camu drabble

Warnings: non-con, smut

Imagine Camu creeping up behind you just after you finished a mission. It's late and the sky has gone dark, you're too busy staring at the stars to notice how he's looming over you, amethyst eyes carefully sweeping over every inch of your body. He's been wanting to do more with you for a while and now he finally has the perfect window of opportunity to do what he's always wanted with you.

It's too late to stop him by the time he shoves you against a partially broken wall, hands pinned above your head as his free hand roams your body. His hand quickly finding your sensitive areas and stroking/rubbing them as he whispers how good you're doing.

It's not long until your pants and underwear are torn away, his cock thrusting in and out of you like there's no tomorrow, like you're not going to have to walk to the transport craft in a couple hours. Struggling only makes him fuck into you harder, any pleas for him to stop, or slow down falling on deaf ears.

He fills your pretty little hole with his cum again and again until it spills out of you, using you like his personal fucktoy until he can see the transport craft in the distance.

"Ah, there we go. My little Commandant looks much better this way, I think you're suited for this." Camu whispers in your ear as he coats your walls with his purple tinted cum for the last time, pulling out of you and catching some of it with his fingers so you can taste it.

"You took it so well just like I told you, and remember-"

"Not a single peep about this to anyone, got that?"

[unhappy-last-resort]

The Unhappiest Masterlist

Fandoms and characters organized by alphabetical order, fics organized by newest to oldest.

Unless stated otherwise, all fics are yandere and have a GN Reader.

Genshin Impact

Albedo:

Cyno:

Heizou:

Lyney:

Wriothesely:

Miscellaneous

Doppelganger (That's Not My Neighbor)

Will maybe write for

Casper (A Date With Death):

Gallagher (Honkai: Star Rail):

Sylus (Love and Deepspace):

Run Run Run - Chase scene

OC's:

None yet

NIKKE: Goddess Of Victory

Andersen:

Rapi:

Path To Nowhere

Angell:

Chief:

Eleven:

Fox:

Punishing: Gray Raven

21.:

Coming Soon

Asimov:

A New Breakthrough (drabble) - Metaphysical warts and boils

Alpha:

A Beast Unshackled - GN Fem-Bodied Reader, Implied kidnapping, SMUT

Ayla:

Bianca:

Camu:

Drabble - Non-con

Cradle:

Changyu:

Chrome:

Coming Soon

A Sinful Escapade - Noncon, somno, SMUT

Fevered Dreams - sick reader, manipulation, implied non-con somnophilia

Vampire Chrome drabble

Drabble

Gray Raven Commandant:

Hacima:

Hanying:

Hassen:

Kamui:

Weak - Sick Reader, falling out between friends (WILL BE DELETED AND REWRITTEN)

A Note Found In the Strike Hawk Lounge (drabble)

Lee:

Drabble - Stalking

Angst Lee Drabble - mourning your death

The Raven Who Watches - Stalking, "mutual" masturbation

Liv:

Lithos:

Lucia:

Coming Soon

Luna:

Noan:

A passage found in Noan's sketchbook (drabble) - implied nsfw

Raindrops - Not Yandere, angst

There's Barnyard Grass Growing In Your Garden - yan shit

Qu:

Roland:

A Sinful Escapade - Noncon, somno, SMUT

A Puppet In A Bamboo Forest - Forced kissing, implied non consensual surgery, tracking

Counting Minutes - Delusional behavior, bombing threat

What Lovers Do - Non-con

Fevered Dreams - sick reader, manipulation, implied non-con somnophilia

Selena:

Simon:

He Smells of Tears and Want - SMUT

Delusions - SMUT

Vera:

Vonnegut:

Coming Soon

Wanshi:

Wanshi's Report Log (Drabble)

Watanabe:

Astral Desires - Implied past non-con (fingering), based off of that one creepy secret in his Astral frame

Zero:

Wuthering Waves

Scar:

Scar drabble - implied non con

Burning Cards and Burning Scars (drabble) - Implied past abuse, mentions of physical scars

Male Rover:

Fem Rover:

[unhappy-last-resort]

The Raven Who Watches (Yandere Lee: Hypperreal x GN Commandant Reader)

Warnings: Virtual stalking, secret camera, masturbating to reader while stalking them, mentions of penis (Lee), yandere behavior, reader masturbates in their sleep (no genitals mentioned for reader), some story spoilers for CH.21 Spiral of Chronos and CH.14 Imprisoned Sight. Nothing major, mostly just vague hints and implications you wouldn't get without playing through the respective chapter.

Please let me know anything I missed, or any improvements to make in the writing.

A/N: So, my power was out for a week among other things and I just wanna say thank you for reading and liking/reblogging my stuff, it genuinely made me happy to see how many people were still reading my stuff.

Also, WRITING SMUT IS HARD, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless <3

Status: edited

The room was almost entirely silent, save for the occasional quiet clink of tools against metal and the occasional click of a terminal.

"Could the voice memos be in your voice instead?" You asked it so sweetly he felt his knees might buckle, but thankfully he managed to remain upright while snapping at you to stop making such silly requests.

Of course, that request was why he was at his desk now. He had been waiting for an excuse to make some modifications to your little robot, but thankfully he didn't need to anymore. His ever reliable Commandant made one for him, it was almost like you knew what he was going to do. The sentiment made him smile, even if the logical part of him knew very well that you were just making a mindless request. An intimate one, yes, but still nothing to get worked up over or presume you'd approve of the hobby he'd taken up recently.

"Alright..." He muttered into the dark room, setting down his tools and picking up the terminal to run some tests to make sure everything was running as intended.

He supposed he should test the voice memo function first, but frankly...as much as he loved you, this still embarrassed him, so he decided to test the other function first instead. The functions you didn't ask for and ideally wouldn't know about. The live streaming and camera functions.

Lee turned the face of the robot so it wasn't facing him and turned it on. Instantly, a small square appeared in the corner of his visual module which showed the wall the robot was looking at. He couldn't help the smile that spread across his face at that. Now he had to test how much delay there was between what he was seeing and what the camera was, so he picked up a pen and moved it in front of the robot. He hummed in approval before setting the pen down, there was barely any delay at all.

Next, he had to test audio capture, so he tapped the desk, nodding as it came through the feed only .03 seconds late. He did this for a little bit, getting up and tapping around his room at various distances. Assuming your room is only a little bigger than his, he should be able to hear you anywhere in the room, including your bed.

Of course, this function was most entirely for him rather than you, but it's not like this wouldn't be useful to you either. For example, if you get in an accident in your room and can't call for help, like falling in the shower, or someone breaking in, you won't have to worry about whether help will come or not, because he'll be there to save you. He'll always watch over you, no matter what. You always get yourself in difficult situations, can you blame him for taking extra precautions? Even if those precautions are just a guise for something deeper?

Lee picks up the robot and looks at it. With the audio capture function already preinstalled, he merely needed only make a few adjustments to turn it into a spy cam for him. Now he'd be able to hear your voice more, maybe even get to listen to you sleep, and possibly...

He abruptly clears his throat and puts the robot down. If he delays returning it to you any longer you might get suspicious and he absolutely cannot have you suspicious about his behavior in the slightest. Sloppiness is the downfall of many and while he has the advantage of knowing your habits well enough to use against you, that doesn't mean he can relax at any point. It's you, after all.

He quickly tests the voice memo function, ensuring that it sounds exactly as he wants before quickly packing up his tools.

He got up and picked up the robot before exiting his room. The hallway was grey, as almost everywhere in Babylonia, and the lights were dimmed, indicating sleep hours for most humans and constructs. He could see Lucia's and Liv's rooms across the hallway, doors shut tightly and lights off.

Since Commandants are of higher rank, and constructs and humans are perceived as having professional relationships only and are only tentative friends at most, if that, your room was farther down the hallway.

He supposes he should check your room to see if you're in there, but given that it's only 1 AM and your poor working habits, he figures he has better chance just going straight to the lounge.

With his mind made up, he headed to your office and as expected, the light was on and you were busily scribbling away at something, likely a report from the Science Council, by the looks of it. Without hesitation, he raises his hand and knocks on the door frame.

"Commandant."

You finish writing something before looking up at him, the light from your desk lamp exaggerating your eye bags. "Yes?"

Lee mentally prepared himself as he stepped toward you, it's imperative that he doesn't appear too excited. "I've finished adding the functions you asked for." He internally applauds himself for managing to keep an even tone.

Instantly, your face lights up and you break into a smile he hasn't seen in what feels like eons. "Really? You changed the voice memos?"

"I also updated the movement and response time, since I happened to have some spare parts." He gently placed the robot on your desk, watching you intently as you gently picked it up.

"Remind me at 5 A.M. that I have to go to the Science Council." You make the reminder with a smile on your face, eager to hear a voice you've heard countless times, despite him being right in front of you. It made him feel a tinge of jealousy.

"Understood. Reminder set for five hours and thirty six minutes from now." The small robot replied in his own voice. He had considered making the AI sound more authentic to him, but he decided it should be a little stiff and robotic. That way, if you want to hear him, you'll have to come to him instead.

You practically squeal in delight and he could feel his heating system kick up again. He wished he could turn it off without it causing issue, but he slowly learned to accept it, or at least to ignore it when in your sight.

"Thank you, Lee! I didn't think you'd do it..." You mumbles as you marveled at the robot and he couldn't deny the sense of pride he got knowing how much you liked something he made.

"It was no issue. However," His eyes narrowed at you, doing a quick scan of your vitals. "You need to sleep. Now."

"Just-"

"Now."

You sigh in mild annoyance and Lee decides to push his point further home and turn off your desk light and confiscate your pen. "You need to rest, we can't do anything if our commandant is so tired they can barely function." His words come out sharp and cutting, a little more than he intended, but at the same time he hated when you did this. You always find a way to make him worry, it's why he can never relax.

"Alright, alright...I got it, Lee. Going to bed now." You shoot him a playful glare as you slowly rise from your seat, robot in hand.

"Here, I'll help you to your room."

"I'm not elderly, Lee! I can get there myself!"

"Talk any louder and Lucia and Liv will come down here."

"Okay! I got it!"

You relent with another sigh, dutifully following after him. It took you a long time to get used to letting him walk in front of you whenever you walk together. After all, not even Babylonia is entirely safe anymore and he can't let anything happen to you. Within the time span of him deciding to walk you to your room to now, he's already completed 478 simulations of potential threats, ranging from someone hiding in your room, to Babylonia being attacked, and everything in between.

Thankfully, the brief walk to your room is uneventful, with no Kurono operatives jumping out from the shadows and attempting to snatch you away again, or Vera lunging out from a corner and you both say your goodnights to each other.

It's been three hours and twenty minutes since you went to sleep. In the meantime, Lee has designated himself to completing paperwork that doesn't need a Commandant to fill out. He's gotten roughly 70% of it done and he's decided on completing a few more before heading to his own room.

He's been keeping watch over you, the live stream from your robot open on his visual module. He's noticed you seem to be restless tonight, tossing and turning frequently in the past two hours. Now though, you seem especially restless, your legs occasionally kicking lightly at nothing and your hips occasionally thrusting up-

Lee immediately drops the pen and enlarges the window, zooming in on your face as he brightens the video. Your eyebrows are pushed upwards, mouth hanging open as your chest heaves from under the blankets. Your expression doesn't indicate pain so that must mean...

Lee abruptly shuts off your desk light and walks to his room before he does something he'll regret. As much as the idea of masturbating at your desk excites him, there's a camera pointed in this direction and he'd rather not get written up for his behavior.

As soon as the door shuts behind him, everything he's been keeping pent up for hours catches up to him. Ever since you put your little robot at your desk and went to bed, he had to fight himself not to lose it. God, spying on you excites him so much, he can't wait to start bugging your room and clothes, hell maybe even your bathroom too.

The uncomfortable tightness in his pants reminds him his cock has been straining his pants for the past three hours. He hastily undoes his pants, breathing a sigh of relief as his cock springs out, already leaking precum from the tip as he wraps his hand around it. He zooms out from your face just enough so he can get a more accurate idea of where your hands are as your mouth hangs open and- you moan. You fucking moaned and it's the most beautiful thing he's ever heard in his god forsaken life.

His hand pumps his length, the sound of his heavy breaths and quiet "schlick" filling his room. His body temperature rising at the sudden awareness of everything he's doing. He's jerking off to a live stream of you doing the same from a camera he installed without your knowledge, not only going beyond your Construct/Commandant relationship, but breaching privacy as well.

he should be horrified of himself, he should immediately cut off the feed and question what's wrong with him, potentially even request a transfer, but he doesn't feel any of that. He feels ecstatic at his success of becoming closer to you, thrilled that you two can share this moment together. God, what if you're thinking of him right now? His cock twitches at the thought.

You're so perfect for him, your face, your hair, your mind, your eyes, your body, everything. The way you look like you're in pure bliss as your hand moves under the blanket, if only he could rip it from you.

Actually, perhaps it's for the best that he can't because the simple thought of being able to see all of you like that might make him cum on the spot.

He can almost smell your arousal just from watching you alone. It's the only thing he doesn't know about you- how you smell, or taste. He could only imagine.

His legs tremble as his free hand flies over his mouth, trying to stifle the moans he threatens to let slip. He can hear everything you know, not just your moans, but your sounds. He can hear all of it and he can barely keep himself from spiraling into thoughts about it'd feel to be inside you, or be able to wrap his mouth around you and taste those delightful juices of yours.

Your moans get higher in pitch and you start to squirm a little more and his hand only pumps faster in response, finding himself so close to orgasm. He bites his lip so hard he can taste vital fluid as he tries so hard not to moan too loud as his vital fluid rushes in his veins.

With the edges of his vison going white and your whimpered cry in his hearing module, his cock twitches and sweet relief fills you both as you cum together. His artificial cum dripping onto the floor.

His body relaxes as it feels like mountains of built up stress ease out of his body, his systems caches clearing as he stares at you through his visual module. He watches you stir and bring your hand up to your face with an airy, lovesick smile. You sigh in frustration as you slowly get up to clean yourself up and he chuckles to himself.

It was your first time together and now this will be something you can do together with him for a long, long time. Until, eventually, you'll truly have your first time together.

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PGR Fanfic Recommendations

Just wanted to compile a little list of my favorites.

These range from 18+, to fluff, to angst, to suggestive (smut will be labeled 18+)

Knight's Longing - Sensabo

If you know my blog, this is not a surprise at all. I think I've talked about this fic like three times on here. It's gold if it were words. This is...not really angst or fluff, more of a character study if anything.

In This Moment - Sensabo

You like Noan? You like pain? Well do I have the fic for you! This is a slight canon divergence AU that takes place around CH26 / Cradle's Parade. If you know, you know.

|18+| 2023 Kinktober, Shameless - Starry

So, I did forget to mention (and was also self conscious about my writing so I lowkey didn't want to), but the Vonnegut segment is partly responsible for the existence of Forgive Me, My God. So...thank you for inadvertently enabling me?

Bloodbath - Starry

Yandere. Roland. Blood. My favorite things. Do I need to explain more? Like probably most people who are getting into the PGR fandom on tumblr, Starry's fics where one of, if not the first fanfics I read and this was absolutely the first Yandere PGR fic I read.

Am I The Only One? - Chronoshot

To be honest, these two fics by Chronos are a little special to me. Sprial of Chronos is one of my favorite patches and it's the one where I really got into PGR so it holds a special place in my heart

Luck Had Your Name - Chronoshot

This one I love a lot. The writing and use of color really emphasizes Lee's sincerity. On that note, this person is just a very good writer and you should read their stuff beyond this!

Regret - Les

a very cute little Chrome fluff fic that I read many, many moons ago but still warms my heart.

Marks & Claims - Les

A little Noctis fluff fic, one of the few that exist in English, I believe and I still remember being excited when I first saw it.

You Don't Have To Knock Next Time You Come In - Squishy

I still love this little yandere drabble from Squishy. They were the first one who really encouraged me on my blog and those asks and interactions I still hold dear to this day.

|18+| Twilight Falls (Bloodborne AU) - enupairdepartment

I, unfortunately, have yet to play Bloodborne, but I am obsessed with its aesthetic. Have you seen some of the scenery? Or the bosses? Terrifying, elegant, beautiful, and horrifying, are some of my favorite things. Hence why I had to read this AU. The ideas and potential this has definitely kept it in the back of my mind ever since I first read it.

Side Note: This author writes primarily Character X Character ships including Camu/Roland, Lee/Liv, Lee/Vera, Bianca/Watanabe so if that's something you've been looking for, consider checking them out!

Untitled Work - Shrimp Dumpling

Shrimp is one of the lovely people who participated in my PGR Writing Game, they have some lovely little fics that are honestly just a lot of fun to read.

Cherished Dreams - Eden

Do not be fooled by the author's ominous name, this is a fluff fic! With our one and only Wanshi written very beautifully.

|18+| Yandere Alpha - Rei

Look man, I have to include this okay. Ms. Lightning McQueen herself broke into my house and threatened me to do it, it's not my fault.

That's all that will be in this post, I will probably do this again at some point, but regardless I hope you found some new writers you'll enjoy. Remember to let them know that you appreciated their fics if you do!

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Welcome to the Unhappy Last Resort.

PGR Writing Game!

Read Other Writers Works!

A.K.A Authors Favorites

Counting Minutes (Yandere Roland X GN Reader)

Delusions (Yandere Simon X GN Reader)

Frozen Over (Yandere Sylus X GN Reader) - yandere angst

Vampire Drabble (PGR) - yandere, angst

Lucia: Lotus - angst, post death

Zayne Angst Drabble (Zayne X GN Reader) - implied death, implied suicide

Only In Aphotic Hours (Yandere Cinnabar X GN Reader) - SMUT, situationship

Forgive Me, My God (Yandere Vonnegut X GN Reader) - SMUT, misuse of religious objects

Angst Lee Drabble (Lee X GN Reader) - mourning

Golem's Treasure (Yandere Uvhash x GN Reader) - implied nsfw, blood sucking, stalking

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Who would you like to see a yan fic for? - PGR ENDED

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Tag guide under the cut.

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Unhappy answers - anon asks

Unhappy writings - my fics

Unhappy drabbles - as it says, my drabbles and what not

Unhappy laments - me saying bs

Unhappy Studies - reference material, writing rescources, etc

Unhappy Thoughts - my random yan thoughts that don't quite meet my definition of a drabble and aren't fics

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