#yandere ram boy

[tsuutarr]

Enter Mason challenger

A rival ram 🐏 ✨️ pursues the Mc after being a local blacksmith helping Mc with a fence 😀

The possibilities of them be howdy hooting mess a hot mess

TBH I don't see Mason's story needing a "challenger" or really working with one. Plus, Mason's REALLY good with his hands (iykwim) so he can fix Reader's fence so Reader wouldn't need to call anyone lol

THAT SAID... I've been playing around with this idea of a yandere farming sim. Basically, think about all those popular farming sims like Stardew Valley, Roots of Pacha, Moonstone Island, Animal Crossing, etc. and have the villagers be yandere for you.

I'll make a whole separate post for all the villagers soon, but here's the ram (a tailor) that I made as a small preview, since you mentioned a ram in your post~

Here's Izan, the owner of the clothing store in your village! He's a bit shy, but very sweet with extremely obsessive tendencies. He tends to be a bit delusional, reading into every one of your kind actions as a sign of your affection for him. Be careful, he's really good at tying knots ;)

He's super blushy and super romantic!! He just wants hold your hands and all that cute stuff (he just gets a little... jealous, you know?)

[be-xkyy]

Tw: unprotected sex, rough sex, jealousy, mild abuse, insults, reader bimbo.

Yandere bf! Jock who is the star captain of the school's football team.

He is truly the golden boy.

With his gorgeous smile, blue eyes, and dirty blonde hair. He is surrounded by girls constantly, beautiful girls but he only has eyes for his dumb cute cheerleader girlfriend, YOU.

Always sucking his dick before a game letting him film you as he cums all over your face, pumping his cock until ropes of thick cum paint your face ruining your makeup and staining your hair, he rubs his cock against your shiny lips.

“Ugh– that was so good– what do you say sweetie?”

“Thanks for cumming on my face daddy~”

He smiles when he sees you cheering him on during the game jumping up and down, he licks his lips when he sees your cute little ass and tits bouncing in that tight uniform, you wiggle your pom poms vigorously and blow him a kiss when you see him looking at you. So fucking sweet.

The one who fucks you in the empty locker room after every game, fucking you sweetly when he wins, sucking on your tits, leaving kisses and bites all over your neck as his cock buries deep inside you, he murmurs sweet nothings against your ear.

“Such a pretty girl– so sexy when she cheers on her man”

“God your pussy wants some attention, should I rub it? Of course she wants to fuck– she begs me to rub it”

“I'm gonna give you the best orgasm of your life babe, you'll be full of my cum until next week– Ha”

Oh... but when the team loses he's completely different.

Like now.

He drags you down the halls walking straight to the locker room pushing you inside roughly ignoring your whimper of pain as he locks the door, you rub your arm and try to talk to him “Baby that hurts–”

“Shut the fuck up bitch! What the fuck was that out there?! Were you flirting with the captain of the other team?!”

His voice is filled with anger, he looks at you with furious eyes and you try to back away when he gets closer which seems to annoy him more, he grabs you by the arms pushing you face down on the bench and growls against your hatred.

“Answer me fuck! What the fuck were you doing talking to him? Do you want to bounce on his dick just because he won? Huh?!”

“No! I just wanted to be nice–”.

“Liar! Shit you want to drive me crazy, is that it?! I'm not an idiot I know what I see!”

He yells at you not even letting you finish, he pulls down your extra shorts and panties hard scratching your legs, his hand quickly pulls out his cock the vein running through it is swollen and the weeping tip is red.

“I'm gonna fuck you until you come to your senses you stupid girl. There's no one like me! I'm the only one who would want a girl as dumb as you!”

With that he rams you in all the way, his cock touching your cervix and his balls slapping against your ass, he fucks you mercilessly as his hands squeeze your ass cheeks his fingers dig into your skin tomorrow you'll have bruises.

“Silly girl, acting like a whore... like she doesn't have her man watching her”

Annoyed murmurs escape his lips as he pounds into you like an animal in heat, you let out high pitched moans hiding your face in your arms, he fucks you like he wants to rearrange your insides. Your eyes roll back with each thrust that abuses your G-spot.

“Who’s the only one for you? Come on tell me who’s fucking you so good?”

He asks between gasps and grunts clearly getting close to the edge, your dumb brain takes a while to understand his question not being able to think of anything else but his cock deep inside your pussy, you reply between moans.

“You! You’re the only one for my daddy! You, you, you!”

“Good girl, at least you’re smart about something~”

Your walls clench at his words and you squeeze your eyes shut, your skin is hot and you feel fire in your veins, the orgasm is approaching and your toes curl as you cum your love juices wet his cock.

He growls as your walls clench tightly around his throbbing cock and as his body tenses with the impending orgasm he pulls out of your pussy pumping furiously as he explodes, covering your ass and back with his hot cum that stains your top.

“Shit— that was great, that's a nice pussy you have baby”

He says as he smears his cum all over your back and ass with his fingers and you hum tiredly but happily, the moment interrupted when someone tries to open the closed door, the handle turning vigorously.

“What are you doing in there? Open the door right now!”

Damn it, it's the coach...

[luv-lock]

ㅤֹㅤ⊹ㅤ #ㅤSHARING IS CARINGㅤ.ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

☆⁠ PAIRING : Yandere Dick Grayson x Wayne Reader x Yandere Jason Todd

☆⁠ SYNOPSIS : They aren't really good at sharing things. But one thing that they both can agree on is that they like fucking you.

☆⁠ WARNING : MINOR DNI, straight up smut, threesome, stepcest.

☆⁠ NOTES : Reader is female as usual. English is not my first language. Hope you enjoy!

The Batcave smells like sweat, blood, and sex—raw and dirty, the kind of stench that clings to the walls and stains the mats beneath you. You’re fucked-out already, sprawled ass-up on the grimy training floor, caught between Dick and Jason like some twisted prize they’ve been clawing at for hours.

Dick’s got you pinned, his moral bullshit long gone, just a snarling, sweat-drenched man with his cock buried balls-deep in your cunt. His hands are bruising your hips, fingers digging in so hard you’ll feel the marks for days, and he’s growling against your neck, all that golden-boy charm fucked into oblivion. “Jason, you’re fucking her too hard,” he snaps, voice ragged, his thrusts sloppy as he tries to keep some shred of control. But he’s lying—he’s just as brutal, slamming into you like he’s trying to carve his name into your goddamn soul.

Behind you, Jason’s massive hands gripping your waist like a vice as he rams into you from the other end, his dick stretching your ass so wide it burns in the best fucking way. “She’s a big girl, Dickie,” he snarls, voice dripping with venom and lust, his breath hot and damp against your ear. “She can take my cock—look at her, fuckin’ drooling for it.” He yanks your hair back, forcing your face up from the mats, and you whimper, spit trailing down your chin, your body shaking under the onslaught.

“Fuck, I don’t wanna break her,” Dick grits out, but his hips don’t stop, pounding into your dripping pussy with wet, obscene slaps that echo through the cave. He’s a mess—hair plastered to his forehead, sweat rolling down his chest, eyes wild as he watches where he’s splitting you open. His fingers slip, slick with your juices, and he smears it across your thigh like he’s marking you.

“Then don’t be a pussy,” Jason fires back, his thrusts brutal, unrelenting, his balls slapping your skin with every filthy shove. “She’s begging for it. Ain’t that right, princess?” He slaps your ass, hard, the sting making you yelp, and you feel a fresh gush of wetness spill out of you, soaking Dick’s cock even more.

“I’m—I’m fine,” you choke out, voice wrecked, barely audible over the sound of flesh smacking flesh. “Please, Dick, fuck me harder—please.” It’s a desperate, slutty whine, and Jason laughs, dark and mean, his hand sliding down to rub at your clit, rough and careless.

“Listen to her, Grayson,” Jason taunts, his fingers slipping in your slick, making you scream as he presses down hard. “She’s a fuckin’ Wayne—she’s built for this shit. Give her that pretty-boy dick like you mean it.”

Dick’s eyes flare, lust and fury crashing together, and he snaps. “Fuck it,” he snarls, and then he’s gone—fucking feral—his hips slamming into you so hard your tits bounce, your whole body jolting forward into Jason’s punishing rhythm. “You want it? Take it, then,” he growls, voice low and dangerous, his cock driving so deep you feel it in your throat. Your cunt’s a sopping mess, cum and slick dripping down your thighs, pooling on the mats in a filthy puddle.

Jason’s not letting up either—his thrusts are savage, splitting your ass open, and he’s grunting like an animal. “Goddamn, you’re tight,” he rasps, his voice cracking with raw need. “Takin’ me like a fuckin’ champ—shit, you’re a dirty little slut for me, aren’t you?”

“Fuck you,” Dick spits, but it’s half a moan, his grip on your hips bruising as he drills into you. “She’s not yours—she’s mine.” You feel Dick twitch inside you, close to blowing his load.

“Keep dreamin’, asshole,” Jason shoots back. He leans down, spits on where his cock’s stretching you, and the wet slide of it makes you scream, your body bucking between them. “She’s creamin’ all over me—fuck, look at that.”

They’re both losing it, and you’re the center of their storm—fucked-out, dripping, your cunt and ass clenching around them as they take you apart. “You’re a goddamn mess,” Dick groans, his voice breaking as he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. Your face is tear-streaked, lips swollen, and he smirks. “So fuckin’ beautiful like this.”

“Move,” Jason snaps, shoving Dick’s hand away, and then he’s yanking you up by the hair again, his lips crashing into yours in a messy, bruising kiss—teeth and tongue and pure desperation. Dick growls, jealous, and his next thrust is so hard you see stars, your moan swallowed by Jason’s mouth.

“Gonna cum,” Dick pants, his rhythm faltering, and Jason’s right there with him, his grunts turning into low, guttural curses. “Fuck—me too,” he mutters, and they’re both gone—Dick spilling hot and thick into your pussy, Jason unloading in your ass, their cum mixing with yours as you clench around them, shattering again.

You’re a wreck—screaming, shaking, cum oozing out of you as they keep thrusting through it, milking every last drop. Dick collapses first, pulling you down with him, his chest heaving as he buries his face in your neck, muttering your name like a prayer. Jason’s slower to let go, his cock still twitching as he pulls out, cum dripping down your thighs in a sticky, filthy mess.

“Jesus fuck,” Jason breathes, slumping beside you, his hand resting on your ass like he’s not ready to stop touching you. Dick’s arm snakes around your waist, pulling you close, and for a moment, it’s just the three of you—panting, wrecked, tangled in the aftermath.

“You’re did well,” Dick murmurs, his voice soft, lips brushing your skin.

“Damn right, good girl.” Jason adds, his fingers tracing the bruises they’ve left.

And as you lie there, fucked-out and sweaty, between their body.

— MASTERLIST ☆

— © luv-lock. Don't copy, repost or translate any of my works here or any other websites ☆

[mellowwillowy]

CW: NSFW, cock/strap on, baby trapping yandere mentioned, Dom-sub dynamic, body fluid (saliva), MDNI

Yandere who thought he was the one who was going to impregnate you (yeah it works even if ur a dude, read it once in a yaoi(?)) only to fuck around and find out (literally). Ramming his insides while rearranging his guts <3 cooing sweet nothings into his ear while giving it a sloppy nibble.

Yandere who felt like he was about to black out from the overstimulation from his prostate and cock, toes curling until he couldn’t feel his feet anymore~

Yandere who got all horny again at the mention of you wanting to lactate his tits, drinking the milk right from the tap. How could he not get all worked up when your mouth wouldn't stop latching up on his nipples?

Yandere who wished you would abuse him further and harder, you ought to choke him for being silly, planning on baby-trapping you no less! He was the one who should be carrying your child! (yeah he failed to get pregger bcs pain)

Yandere who littered the whole bed sheet with his whole bodily fluid, yeah you gotta wash the sheet again once you were done.

Yandere who would obey you when you told him to clean his mess up with his tongue <3

“Who’s a good boy hm?”

Yandere who cum just from his reward which was getting to swallow your cum and spit (and any bodily fluid you are comfortable with honestly)

[yanderedrabbles]

What are yours OCs fetishes/kinks? What type of scenarios will make them go mad?

Also how big are they?

Sweet and Sour - yandere boys and their kinks

Warning: slightly dub-con content, blasphemous misuse of a crucifix, lots of anal Shoutout to all the anons who asked for this. I love you, ya little pervs.

Yandere! Cowboy wants to fuck you in the ass. He might try and prep you a little at first, working his fingers in and opening you up. But once he's got the tip in, all his care goes out the window and he's ramming himself into you like a goddamn stallion. Part of him just wants to make you cry again but mostly he wants to be the first in all your holes. They say you always remember your first time right? And he wants to burn himself into your mind. Over and over again.

Yandere! Soldier has the biggest cock by far. A solid twelve inches and thick as a fist. He's got a thing for getting head. He'll sit with his legs spread and his head thrown back, muttering in his native language. He loves popping it out of your mouth and feeling the soft tissue of your cheeks rubbing against his tip.

Mostly, he tries to be nice to you. But sometimes - after a long day or if you give him just a bit too much attitude - he'll stop holding back. He'll grab your neck and squeeze and his lips will just barely brush yours. He loves the way your cunt flutters around his cock when he does it. And some sick part of him likes the way you push at him so desperately and still can't manage to move him. I suggest you be careful. He wants to treat you well but he's still a soldier and there's a deeper depravity to him than either of you know.

Yandere! Boyfriend can definitely last the longest. He's also probably the only one who can successfully stop himself once he's inside of you. Your pleasure and comfort outweighs his own and if you even flinch, he's almost immediately pulling out and making sure you're alright. But trust me, it sure as hell isn't easy.

He adores breeding. The thought of filling you up and starting a family is the only coherent thought he has when he's inside you.

And it's so intimate. The fact that you're letting him spill himself inside you, letting him invade your body like that, is like the ultimate declaration of trust. He also likes wiping up any spilled cum with your panties and then keeping them with him for the rest of the day.

Sometimes he can get a bit mean. Like he'll keep eating you out even when your clit is a swollen, aching mess. Its the one guilty pleasure he allows himself.

Yandere! State Trooper is such an exhibitionist. He wants you to fuck him in the back of his cruiser while he's still on duty. When his dispatcher calls in, he'll press his hand over your mouth and try to sound professional. Even if his voice is nothing more than a growl at that point.

If he doesn't have time for even a quickie, he'll make you get on your knees and suck him off while he sprawls across the driver's seat. With nothing but his open door to keep away prying eyes.

He really loves putting his fingers in your mouth. Even when his other hand is busy finger fucking you, he'll have at least three fingers pressing against your tongue. He loves seeing the drool dripping down your chin and wet fingers are all the better to fuck you with.

And if you don't want to indulge him? He's got his handcuffs and his baton and he sure as hell can make you. So just be a doll and make it easier on yourself, all right?

Yandere! Cop loves chasing you down. Usually it's just for fun, a little teasing between the two of you. But sometimes his eyes go dark and dangerous and some animal instinct makes you run like hell. He'll fuck you wherever he catches you - against a tree, on the hood of his car, against your neighbour's fence. And trust me, he always catches you.

After a night out, he wants nothing more than to fuck you on your stomach with your wrists held together in the small of your back. It's by far his favourite position and he likes ramming you into the mattress so he can fuck your party girl makeup right off.

He likes eating you out when you're on your hands and knees in front of him - so he can grab your ass cheeks and spread them and draw his tongue down across your cute, puckered ass all the way to your shivering clit.

He doesn't say it, but sometimes he thinks about breaking in when he's disguised as your stalker and wrestling you to the floor. Tearing your clothes off and using them to tie your wrists together. Just to teach you a lesson about stranger danger. Maybe then you'll be more careful when you're out partying.

Yandere! Gangster gets hard at just about anything you do. Literally just touch him and he's a goner (gooner?) He's got a major weakness for stockings and heels. They make your legs look so damn good and all he can think about is being on his back with your stilettos pressed against the delicate arch of his windpipe.

Yandere! Incubus wants secret rendezvous. He wants to pull you into the shadowed alcoves that dot the abbey and fuck you against the wall, your habit pushed up around your waist and your rosary jumping against your chest with every vicious thrust. His biggest kink is making you go about the day with his cum still inside you, leaking back into your panties as you kneel for mass and light the votives.

His biggest turn on? The thought of fucking you while he forces a crucifix up your tight little ass. He wants to feel your ass and cunt pulsing, trying to shove him out and take him in all at the same time. And the cross buried all the way to the outstretched arms of the Saviour? He wants to watch it twitch and shudder as he rams into you.

He's a demon after all. What did you expect?

Yandere! Desert Bandit might be the second biggest. He doesn't have Yandere! Soldier's girth but he almost beats him in length at twelve and a half inches.

He's got a thing for feeding you. Most of the desert cuisine is eaten by hand and he gets so rock hard watching your suck his fingers clean.

He secretly wants to share you with his second in command. Him in your cunt and his second in your mouth so they can spit roast you. He's too possessive to ever let the man near your pussy though. And a dangerously proprietary part of him wants to watch you suck the other mans dick while you're down on your knees. Both you and his second in command belong to him, either through marriage or loyalty. And he gets so turned on watching you both and knowing it's only happening because he's allowing it to happen.

Yandere! Academic Rival is surprisingly kinky for such a nerd. He has a whole draw full of toys he can control from his phone. He gets off on making your use them when you're supposed to be studying or taking a test. When he can see you're stressed or thinking too hard he immediately turns them on, usually to the highest setting. If you ever get pissy about it, he claims he only wants to sharpen your focus. If having a shatteringly good orgasm in the middle of a term paper is a distraction, that's not his fault.

He wants you to dress up a bit like his favourite characters. Not really full on cosplay, but usually something dirty inspired by their aesthetic. By the time you graduate, you have a closet full of luxurious and exotic lingerie.

Maybe it's his upper class upbringing, but he has a thing for pearls. He spent a fortune on an extra long necklace that doubles as a leash. He'll stand behind you when you play the piano, tugging at it every time you make a mistake and with his cock growing harder every second.

Yandere! Apocalypse Survivor is a voyeur, make no mistake about it. In addition to sneaking glances while you bath, he'll tell you he's going out to check the perimeter or stand guard but instead double back just to watch you change. Sometimes he'll get lucky and watch you play with yourself, your head thrown back and one hand across your mouth to stifle your gasping.

He's totally into squirting - especially if you'll do it in his mouth while he eats you out. It's filthy and depraved but there isn't really a society left to judge him, is there?

He's big on biting, which is pretty ironic considering the circumstances. He isn't quite sure how to explain it to you without sounding like he's turning into a zombie himself, but he's going to keep trying until he gets it right and you let him sink his teeth into your ass cheeks.

[devourable]

yandere church boy x gn bottom reader smut ;; semi public/risky, sacrilege, religious imagery mentions (takes place in a church broom closet during service), unintentional edging

it was a miracle the two of you hadn't gotten caught yet. how many times have you ended up like this just this week alone?

despite abraham's attempts to keep you quiet, clasping his hands around your mouth and keeping his own whiny moans just soft enough that only you could hear them, he just couldn't keep himself from ramming into you. every thrust was so hard that it rattled the door you were pressed up against — anyone in the hall outside of the closet would easily figure out what was going on inside.

"you feel so good," abe whimpered in your ear, "s-so soft— oh, god..."

your breath hitched when he pulled you backwards and thrusted into you harder. thank god the sound of the choir picked up just then — abe's hands could do little to muffle your cries. he was way too deep, it felt like he was in your stomach at this angle! but your pushing at his hips did nothing to stop him from fucking into you even harder.

so many people, so nearby, just a few meters down the hall. the thought of getting caught fluttered through your mind. what would they think of of you, getting fucked by the pastor's boy when *** was surely watching?

abe's incoherent whimpering interrupted your thoughts. he was trying to say something to you, and though the words were unclear, you knew exactly what he was trying to say.

so you expected it when his thrusts came to a disappointing stop, his hands slipping from your mouth to grasp and plant your hips against his own. you felt his cock twitching in you, just as desperate for release as you were, despite abe's unwillingness to let himself have it.

you let out a whine of protest as he stammered out his apologies, planting messy kisses along your neck and shoulder. you knew he wouldn't leave you unsatisfied, but... how many times would he do this before you actually got to cum?

luckily, you didn't have time to wonder. within moments of stopping, abe was pulling you back against him and moving his hips again, the feeling of him fucking you again while you were already so sensitive driving thought from your mind.

[chris-prank]

So... does that mean Jacce wants to be treated like a bitch? But how far how u say his sadomasochism runs? Does he feel like he would cum unless he is treated like a worthless bug of would he be happy with a pleasure dom with a praise (giving & receiving) kink?

*Totally not exposing myself with this ask*

CW: NSFW, sadomasochism, bottom yandere and top reader

It all depends on the context!

If you don't like Jacce and hurt him, he won’t be excited about it. He'll just be sad and become even more desperate to make you like him. But if he knows that tormenting him, for example by spanking his ass, turns you on… oh boy will he have a hard on. The simple idea that you like seeing his face twists in painful pleasure and tears roll down his cheeks make him go crazy. Smile sadistically at him with a flushed face and he’ll cum undone.

For his personal preferences, he would rather degrade himself while you praise him. He is a filthy disgusting mutt, but he is your good filthy disgusting mutt, right? His insecurities are truly showing in that regard. So Jacce likes getting tormented physically, but only uses terms like “bad boy” if you’re really mad at him. That doesn’t mean he doesn't like a pleasure dom! He loves it just as much! Like gently caress his tummy while ramming into him, and he’ll cum so hard it will end up on his face.

He just wants you to love him or at least love his body, so he’s happy with anything as long as you're interested in him.

[fancyfeathers]

What if just to mess with the batfam Daughter!Reader starts flinching around them whenever they try touching her, or walk past her, ect. Now, she is smart, she knows they might try and pin the blame on the boy she kissed (related to the other post with the talon boyfriend.). But to really drive down the point she makes sure they see she doesn't flinch around anyone else other than them specifically. How would they react? - 🐈‍⬛Anon

Yandere Batfam w/ Wife/Mother!Darling & Daughter/Sister!Darling Masterlist

Well her boyfriend would just be a member of the Court of Owls, not a Talon, cause like the Court are people of wealth and power that control Gotham and his family fits the bill. Some of the leaders of the organization who you see wear those white masks.

But saying this this is after the fact that she found out her boyfriend and his family are members of the Court of Owls, they would probably think it is the shock and fear of it all, having to ram up protections, no in person school, a brother or Bruce staying by here at all time in case a Talon gets sent after her. They all notice her behavior very quickly, jumpy and jittery, flinching whenever they get near or touch her.

Dick and Tim are sure that it is everything catching up to her, after all it is not easy to deal with most of someone’s family being vigilantes and putting themselves at risk every night, not knowing if they will return, it is probably very hard on a little girl, especially having lived in a different environment for years and then having it change suddenly and deal with that new environment for years with everything building up and then this whole boyfriend mess on top of it, oh such a poor thing-

Then they see her mother wrap her arms around her daughter while she is sitting at the dinning room table working on her homeschool work and she does not move a muscle.

The rest of the family have also noticed her behavior but honestly had no doubts that it was an act since she had never been afraid of any sort of threat, even when there were kidnapping threats. Bruce gets tired of it quickly, Jason does not really care cause consequences will catch up to her eventually, but it is Damian who is the one who confronts her about it. It’s when he is spending the night with her, staying back from patrol to keep her and mother safe, it’s time for bed and she is reading in the family room and when he goes to grab to book from her she flinches and he has had enough. Damian grabs her by the collar and pins her to the wall.

“Stop this act, you have no reason to be afraid. We take care of you, protect you, feed you, keep a roof over your head and this is how you repay us?! Ungrateful bra-“

“Damian, stop this at once!”

It is a harsh word from his step mother that gets him to drop her to the floor before he storms off out the door, leaving his step mother to comfort her daughter who is a frightened, crying, shaking mess after that. She gets put back to bed by her mother and when Bruce returns from patrol and is getting ready for bed with his wife she tries to address what happened and he just tells her that it was the consequences of her actions. Those words he told her certainly left a sour taste in her mouth when she was laying in bed that night with him.

But then the next day when Dick comes to sit by her at the breakfast table, she jumps when he pulls out his chair to sit down. Everyone rolls their eyes at first, thinking it’s just her overreacting but when Bruce sees Damian glare at her after that and she starts tearing up, Bruce realizes she is actually terrified of them now…

Being terrified in a time like this is not a good thing, her situation is far from normal and putting more stress on the situation may make her run like a terrified bunny to god knows where and then god knows who could get to her.

[isofien]

secretive relationship between iso and reader? sneaking out, avoiding suspicion, etc.

secrets.

CONTENT WARNING: drabbles, fluff, nsfw

A/N: IVE BEEN THINKING OF THIS UGHH…

- iso is known as a cold, closed minded agent to almost everyone. i say almost because when it comes to you. hes faking every ‘cold’ thing or glare towards you.

- for example he’ll say something cold to you whilst he’s secretly squeezing your thigh under the dinner table to tell you he’s faking.

- when he’s around others, everything he says is an act. he can act cold to others but he’s the most loving boy to you.

- to avoid suspicion you guys just act how you did before you two got together, although there is only two agents that know. Fade and Cypher.

- Cypher knows because he went digging through the both of you guys. Fade knows because it’s both of your fears to get found out.

- It’s not really hard for the two of you to sneak out. On the outside it seems like the two of you are ‘friends’ but secretly you two are going to get boba together.

- Although suspicion arises when iso’s spoils you on a shopping spree and comes back to headquarters with bags. your bags.

- As I said before, Iso is a yandere type of lover. On team missions together or solo he is always checking up or protecting you. Forgetting everyone else on the team but you.

- If you get hurt or shot, iso is the one to make the call to base to let them know. if you’re struggling in a fight, iso is the one to get them before they can kill you.

- Iso is really protective of you, he’s not afraid to show it although he’s forced to play it off. Once he through a knife directly besides Phoenix’s head for complimenting and eyeing your outfit.

- He played it off as a ‘accident’ and how the knife ‘slid out of his hand when he was practicing flips.’ Although he was glaring at Phoenix as soon as he was apologising.

— NSFW 

“f-fuck yu.. w-why so fast.. please..” you moan out loudly as iso cock continues to ram into you. his face buried into your neck while he holds you against the wall, his hands on your ass.

“shhh.. you’re so loud 宝贝. you don’t want the whole headquarters to hear us.. now do we?” he muttered in your ear as he moves one of your hands took turn your chin to look up at him.

“t-too fast.. mm.. ah.. yu.. please-“ you moan out loudly, getting cut off by iso’s lips crashing onto you as he continues to pound into you.

“..宝贝 please be good for me.. i never get to fuck you like this…” he whispers in your ear.

[neobomb]

give into things i (dont) want to [lee haechan]

bully! (yandere) stalker! Haechan x innocent! church girl!reader Part of the give into things i (dont) want to series. Word Count: 1.2k Inspired by this drabble made by @neocentral Warnings: mature themes, toxic/inappropriate behaviour, stalking, forcing??, slut shaming, masterbation, choking & breathplay?, hair pulling, manhandling, MDNI, there will be smut in part 2 [Pt.1] [Pt.2] Summery: bully!Haechan is secretly in love with you and loves pulling your hair as it feeds into his perverted fantasies. btw, donghyuk is haechan's real name © 2023 @neobomb. Unauthorized copying, translation, manipulation, or alteration of this work is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.

Haechan is hopelessly in love with you, a secret he vowed to take to his grave. However, his misguided attempts to gain your attention had spiraled out of control. What began as innocent teasing morphed into malicious intent. He has gone too far now. There is no going back. Over the years, he subjected you to relentless bullying: mocking you with derogatory names, spreading false rumors, and cornering you against his locker to threaten you. For as long as he had known you, he couldn't recall a single moment when he had treated you kindly.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to..” he loves hearing you plead for forgiveness. Tears welled in your eyes as he pulled your long luscious hair, your eyes looking up at him with an innocence he couldn't ignore. 

“A slut like you should know when to keep their dirty mouth shut.” he says, looking down on you. You looked like a mess. A hot mess. You’re on the floor, tears running down your face as heavy breaths left your lungs after the assault. When he goes home, he would picture this exact image of you in his head while mercilessly stroking his dick. He would imagine ramming his dick into you while pulling your hair, forcing you to meet his gaze. It was the primary reason he enjoyed pulling your hair during confrontations.

Everyday, he would follow you home after school. It didn't appear unusual since his house was only a few blocks away from yours. You never thought much of it. Each time you entered the safety of your home, you assumed he would just keep going until he reached his own. But oh…how you were wrong. 

Haechan would always linger around you at a close proximity. Your bedroom is on the first floor, facing a large oak tree, his favorite hiding spot. Peeking through the leaves, he watches you through your bedroom window. You’re sitting on your bed, reading a book. You look so peaceful. So beautiful. Whenever your hair gets in the way, you tug the strands behind your ears, revealing more of your neckline each time. Occasionally, he would take photographs of you as you undress, showing it to his friends as "evidence" of your supposed slutty behavior, but primarily keeping them for his own twisted satisfaction later on.

Haechan knows better than everyone that you’re anything but a slut. He doesn't even think that you have had your first kiss yet. Over the past year, he's spread rumors about you sleeping with countless older men, intending to dissuade other boys from showing interest in you. In truth, you're a devout church-goer with a deep love for immersing yourself in books and fiction. But still, he loves calling you a slut. The humiliation that marks your face each time he calls you those names does wonders to him. 

—

An intense heatwave has gripped the town. The scorching sun felt like it was searing your skin as you used a book to fan yourself. This summer break, aside from working at your cousin Kun's restaurant, you hadn't accomplished much. During your shifts, Haechan would consistently appear, each time accompanied by a different girl. What a manwhore, you thought to yourself. 

“If you feel as though he is bothering you, I can take his table. Just slice the salmon for me and keep an eye on the fryer.” Jaehyun offers, extending his knife to you. As your fingers lightly touch, a swarm of butterflies stirs in your stomach. You've harbored feelings for Jaehyun for some time. He's tall, amiable, strikingly handsome, and an exceptional chef. He embodied everything you desired in a boyfriend. Though only a few years older, he appeared to have everything figured out. 

From a distance, Haechan observed your exchanges with Jaehyun. Not paying any attention to the girl he was on a date with. He took note of your hearty laughter at Jaehyun's jokes and the way your face flushed crimson with every compliment he paid you. Saying Haechan was jealous would be a severe understatement; he was profoundly possessive over you. 

—

The community you live in organized a grand gathering, and by chance, your parents had offered to host the entire event in your backyard. Such events were never to your liking as you would panic at the social interactions. Worst of all, lee donghyuk was present at the event. You seek refuge in your room, after hours on end, having to endure awkward conversations. 

“Why did you cut your hair, Y/N?” Haechan stands in front of your bedroom door. He stared at you intensely, noticing how your hair falls right at your shoulder, revealing your pronounced collarbones. He suspected you might have cut your hair based on the conversation he had overheard between you and Jaehyun a few days ago, where Jaehyun expressed his preference for girls with shoulder length hair. It seemed evident to him that you were attempting to align with Jaehyun's preferences, which angered him greatly. “Yes, why do you care?” 

“Is it because you can’t just grab onto it as easily anymore?” The words you just uttered struck him with the realization that you might have uncovered his dirty little secret. He restrained himself from showing any emotion. Keep it cool. Keep it cool. You’re probably just being paranoid, he tells himself “Huh, What a big mouth. Why would you say that?”

“You obviously have something against me. I mean, every day at school, you pull my hair and shove me against your locker," you state, setting your book on the surface of your nightstand. He steps into your room, wearing a deeply unsettling grin, and closes the door behind him.

"Why do you think you can just come into my room, DongHyuck?" You ask sharply, rising swiftly from your bed. You urgently sought an escape from the situation, but Haechan's imposing stature blocked your exit.

“You’re not going anywhere, Y/N.” He gets a rough grip around your neck, pushing you into your bookshelf. Once again, he noticed the familiar panic in your eyes, a sight he disturbingly loves.

“You think I won’t be able to man-handle you just because you cut your hair short. Well, think again.” His grip around your neck gets tighter and tighter. You were no longer registering his words. His words became a distant echo as your mind retreated to a different realm. He has never grabbed onto your neck before. It was certainly a new sight for him, a sight he was going crazy for. The way your hands grab onto his wrist, desperately trying to ease his grip, and the way your eyes almost fall shut by the intensity of the situation. It all turned him on so much. 

He gradually loosened his hold on your neck, observing as you gasped for air and color that returned to your face. As you caught your breath, Haechan abruptly pressed his lips against yours. The fervor of the kiss was overwhelming. He bit down on your lips with force, leaving a faint metallic taste behind. His patience has ultimately run out.

[obsessive-valentine]

Yandere!Hockey-Player x GN!Reader

A peak into the darker side of out beloved ice-hockey-jock boyfriend, what he’s willing to do for his darlings happiness. TW bullying and blood from fist fight

Not to proud of this one but wanted to get something out for you guys, promise I’ll post more soon.

Even though you are now dating one of the more ‘popular’ boys in your new school, not everyone changed up their attitudes towards you. It’s been almost a month but you’re still considered ‘the new student’- trying to find your place amongst people who already know each other. And although it’s easier now with your boyfriend keeping you company most classes, when he’s not around you find it hard to fit in.

It’s one of those days where he doesn’t have many classes with you, he walks you to your class and tells you he’ll meet you outside your class for lunch. For the most part your new classmates are nice to you, you sit comfortably on a table with people who have introduced themselves and offered you a seat on the first day. And the teachers are always welcoming.

But since the start of your introduction one particular boy known for interrupting class to wreak chaos and poke fun at classmates. Recently you found yourself being the butt of most his jokes. Poking and poking waiting for a reaction. You tried to keep your head down, ignore him and let the teacher handle his childish interruptions, but it’s just seems to make the situation worse.

From behind you you felt a quick tug on a few strands of your hair demanding the test answers, you ignored him which only worsened the torment. Then you felt your chair jerk over and over, the teacher to busy to notice him kicking your chair, so you don’t make a scene. He had the gull to tug at your hair again then poke at you with a ruler harder and harder, his friend snickering beside him

After one particularly hard poke you tried to tell him off but the teacher beat you to it, sending him to the back of class after you told her about the harassment. You kept your head down refusing to see the nasty glare he was no doubt giving you.

...

Leaving class he caught your backpack stopping you in your tracks “you shouldn’t have done that” he scoffed before pulling you back further making you stumble and walking out in front of you. You didn’t dwell on the threat seeing you boyfriend at the door and walking over to him, his face looked troubled “who was that?” Having watched half the interaction “just some idiot who thinks it’s fun to annoy me”

“What’s he done?” His voice sounded unusually serious and his back straightened defensively, making you focus the sheer size of the ice hockey player and how serious he becomes before a game against opposing school team. Sometimes you forget how much of a aggressive battering ram he can be due to his golden retriever personality.

You confided in him, ranting to him about how annoying this ‘class clown’ can be as you both walked to the lunch hall. “What a jerk, I’m sorry babe, he won’t touch you again” before you can question what he means he said “you gotta tell me about stuff like this” as you both settled on a table.

...

Most days he’d drive you back home after school but today you had a training session in at the ice rink and he didn’t -so you both parted ways “call me as soon as you’re done” he smiled waving goodbye. As soon as you were out of sight he walked back towards the school waiting in the parking lot.

His pupils dilated and practically seethed through his teeth, how dare someone cause stress to such a kind hearted and innocent person, his love. You failed to see the way his hands painfully clenched into fists as you told him about the ruler and the hair tugging, how he ground his teeth and nose flared in disgust.

He now stood expectantly doing all those same things but with a deadly scowl. And there was his target walking with a small group of boys, he let them pass and walked behind them stalking them out the parking lot and to a foot path before pulling on the targets bag, spinning him around and punching him hard across his face.

“Stay out of this” he shouts as his friends come to save him, shoving one in the chest who got to close. At some point they were both on the floor, both bleeding but one much worse than the other “you touch them or even look at them one more fucking time and you’ll be dead at the bottom of a lake that same day” he growled in his year before letting go of his shirt and letting him fall to the pavement.

Satisfied he walked back to his car, his bloody hands hands smearing on the steering wheel as he let out a relived sigh. He cleaned himself up before going into his house his mother questioned the split lip and bruises, worriedly grabbing his face inspecting it “We got a bit carried away in P.E mom, I’m okay” he reassured.

He gave you a similar excuse when you FaceTimed that night, saying he and the team played a few rounds of rugby on the field after school. You didn’t question it and fell asleep on call.

...

However when he picked you up in the morning and his hands were evidently bruised you began to doubt he was telling the truth about where the came injures from. That isn’t a harmless game of rugby.

And you knew what happened when in class the boy that loves to pick on you, now sat quietly in the farthest seat from you, a violent black eye, multiple scratches and cuts. He refused to look at you, you knew why now. Seeing how bruised your boyfriends knuckles were you could only assume the damage was worse under his clothes.

You couldn’t focus all lesson, would he really do this to someone? So you asked and he apologised promising you that he went to confront him about it but you bully was the one who threw the first punch, he had to defend himself. He saw your face twist in a mix of emotions he reassuringly squeezed your hand “I’m sorry babe, I can’t stand people treating you like that I just wanted to talk -trust me please. I didn’t think it would escalate” he looked like a scolded puppy “I didn’t want to worry you with a little scuffle so I lied” he held both you hands sincerely.

You forgave him, agreeing that boys fight all the time and this wasn’t his fault. Inevitably you’d forget about the incident and choose to believe his reassurances, he doesn’t come across as someone that would start a fight (if only you knew the things he’d do to keep you happy). And once his bruises heal you don’t give it a second thought.

Your adoring boyfriend who drives you everywhere, opens the doors for you, loves his mother, cheers you on during practice and competitions, buys you flowers, falls asleep on FaceTime when he can’t be closer, who just is overall a gentleman -he couldn’t do such a thing. Your sure of it.

[lexsssu]

Family (Matsuno Ichimatsu)

TAGS: Ichimatsu/F!reader, yandere, possessive behavior, breeding, impregnation, smut, drabble Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

Sweat dripped down in rivulets from Ichimatsu’s temple down to his chin as he fucked into you with speed and ferocity so unlike him, but this wasn’t unexpected considering what you were both aiming for.

“ Thank you for giving my boy a chance, dearie. You’ve made one of this old lady’s greatest wishes come true. Now, if I could only have a precious grandchild to hold before these brittle bones wither away… ” said Matsuyo as she embraced you during the wedding reception, just before you and Ichimatsu left for your honeymoon .

“Mom’s counting on us, you know? She’s been dreaming about this for ages now and the fact that it’s now within her reach...I don’t think we can afford to disappoint her, right kitten?” His sharper than average teeth glint against the soft lighting as he smiles predatorily, emphasizing his words with a rough thrust that smacks noisily and wetly against your soft ass, ramming his cock straight inside which has you keening.

You could only clutch the silky sheets of the bed as your darling mounted you from behind, face down ass up like he preferred. Now that you both had a mission to fulfill, it is only imperative that you take the proper mating position like the filthy animals that you were.

“Did you see how envious my brothers were when you were walking down the aisle? How they were basically eye-fucking you every second their disgusting gazes roamed across your body?”

Rough hands clutch at the soft meat of your hips, loving the way the plush flesh felt against his own thin and bony digits. The tall length of dick parted your pussy lips so cutely, the sweet cunt secreting out lewd fluid with every move he made and even every word he said as if to say that you found everything he did to you is arousing.

That you found him as irresistible as he found you.

“I’d sooner kill all of them than let them have you. Hell, if it wasn’t our wedding I’d have gouged their eyes out right then and there…” He mutters darkly, scowling as dark feelings fester within him at the thought of not just his brothers but so many other men assaulting your beautiful body with their unworthy eyes.

“Ichi…! D-Don’t think about them anymore…’kay? Think about m-me and...our f-family…!” Despite the constant assault on your senses, you somehow manage to look back at him with a smile as if to remind what was more important.

That seemed to snap him out of his dark thoughts.

“You’re right, kitten. None of them will ever see this beautiful body like I do. They’ll never get to taste the sweetness of your skin. They’ll never hear the beauty of your voice. They’ll never feel how heavenly this cunt is…” A lazy, cat-like smile replaces his earlier scowl as he proceeds to fold his upper body over yours in order to nibble at the junction between your shoulder and your neck as he continues to drive his cock inside your lower lips.

One of his hands snake downwards to press onto the area of your skin where your womb ought to be, rubbing and stroking it in soft circles. “...And they’ll never get to knock you up too…”

Reassured for now, the gloomy Matsuno sextuplet doubles his efforts.

Thanks to your combined efforts, Matsuyo happily holds her first grandchild nine months later.

[whatitshouldvebeen]

Yandere Johnny

Manage This D*ck

Summary: Johnny doesn't like your coworker looking at you and decides to very obviously claim you.

Word count: 1k

Warnings: face fucking

You have been dating Johnny Slaughter for two years now. He wasn't exactly the best boyfriend; he was often gone, he drank a lot, and he was not exactly happy with the fact you wouldn't give up your job as the manager of the last market still up and running within fifty miles. But he does make you feel like the most desirable person in the world—and he fucks you like he means it.

“I don't like how that stock boy keeps lookin’ at ya,” he mutters into the crook of your neck as you stand by the exit of FreshMarket, his dark brown bangs tickling you. He says he comes in to let you know he's here to collect you, but you're certain at this point that it's to spy on you and your coworkers. 

“He's just a kid, barely turned 18 last month Johnny,” you respond, pulling back with a comforting yet exhausted expression and looking into his dark brown eyes. “I've had a long day, baby. Can we not argue about my coworkers for the millionth time?”

Johnny snorts. “Maybe you should rough up before work. Come in with some dirt stains and smellin’ like sweat.”

“Johnny, I'm the manager. There's a certain level of professionalism expected-”

A slow, crooked grin breaks out across his handsome face. 

You flatten your lips. “What?”

“I know what to do,” he says, his smile growing. He takes your hand and pulls you back into the store. 

“Hey-”

“Shh,” he says, still tugging you with him. He takes you to the bathrooms at the side of the store, and drags you into the family restroom, closing the door behind you. 

“Johnny-”

“On your knees, darlin’,” he says, his eyes glinting. 

“Johnny, I don't wanna lose my job,” you whine.

“You won't, barely anyone comes in late,” he says, setting a hand on your shoulder and applying pressure.

“The floor here is gross!” You protest, to which he rolls his eyes and finishes pushing you to your knees. 

“You'll need to wash up after this anyway,” he says, unbuckling his belt and pulling his already half-hard cock out. 

You swallow, your eyes gluing to the gorgeous cock in front of you. Goddamnit, Johnny knows your weaknesses too well. You can't resist his perfect fucking cock. 

You begrudgingly take it in your hand and pump, earning a low gravely moan from the back of his throat. 

“Shh!” you whisper, furrowing your brow at him. He just grins and slaps your cheek with it, smearing precum toward your lips, where you part them, taking the head in. 

The musky smell of his precum and natural body scent makes you lightheaded. It doesn't take long before you have both hands on him and his pants are around his ankles as he leans against the sink with one hand, the other wrapped around the back of your head. 

“Such a good slut for me,” he praises, his hips meeting your bobbing head, his balls swinging into your fist wrapped around his thickness. You squeeze your legs together as you feel yourself growing more aroused.

You pull back, panting. “Please fuck me?” You say quietly. 

“What's that baby?” He says, rubbing the head of his dick around your lips. 

“Fuck me, Johnny,” you plead, to which he laughs. 

“Much as I hate to deny when you beg, I want your tight little throat tonight,” he says, drawing your face back toward his length. 

You groan but cede to him, taking him back into your warm mouth. He thrusts harder this time, ramming into the back of your throat. You whimper and squeeze your eyes closed, but you can't help the sloppy wet sounds that eminate from you as he grips two hands on your head and forces you to take him as he fucks your face with wreckless abandon. 

Then, he presses his hips as far as he can, to where his balls slap against your chin, and his cock distends your throat. You can't breathe, and saliva coats your chin as you struggle to contain his length. 

But just as he's about to cum, he pulls his cock from your throat, leaving you gasping for air. 

Then, you feel it. Hot, sticky mess jets out, coating your face and hair in Johnny's cum. 

“What the fuck!” You whisper-yell, bringing your hand to your face. 

“Don't you dare touch it,” he growls, his tone genuinely threatening. “Get up.”

He pulls you up by the arm and unlocks the door, gesturing for you to go.

“Johnny, I'm the manager,” you hiss, to which he shrugs and pushes you out into the main store.

Thankfully, it's close to closing, but the store isn't yet empty. You duck your face and try to rush toward the thankfully close exit. But Johnny grabs your arm.

“Why don't you say goodbye to your little friend first?” He says, and before you can say anything he calls out, “hey! Stock boy!”

Your face turns entirely red as your young stock boy looks over and drops the box of mac-n-cheese he'd been putting up. 

“Have a good night, ya hear?” Johnny yells, waving. 

“Y-you too, uh,” he responds, his face flushed just as badly as yours. 

You practically run out of the building, Johnny cackling as he follows after you. 

“What the fuck was that!!” You scream, wiping his cum off your burning hot face. 

“Boy was getting too bold lookin’ at you. Now he can't possibly without seeing my cum all over that pretty little face ‘a yours.”

“I'm gonna lose my job!” You say, tears beginning to form.

Johnny takes your chin, turning you toward him. 

“You think that boy is gonna say a word? He just saw his hot-as-fuck manager covered in cum. He's gonna jerk his dick raw and call you Miss the next morning. Betcha won't ever need to ask him to do anything for ya more than once. You can thank me later,” he says with a cocky grin, then kisses you. 

“Now, get in the truck, and if you're good, I'll send you to work filled with my cum in the morning,” he says, slapping your ass as you climb in. 

You want to complain, but you know he's completely right.

Johnny's claimed you, and you couldn't deny it if you tried. 

[awakentrashpanda]

What the smiling critter you Simp for says about you 

Disclaimer do not take any of this seriously all of this is for the sole purpose of shits and giggles 

Bubba Bubbaphant

💡As a wise YouTuber once said, there’s people who are attracted to Daddies, and then there’s you, people who are attracted to fathers 

💡You like big men and you cannot lie you other brothers can’t deny (I’m sorry)

💡You’ve also got a thing for polite and classy men, you don’t just want some bum, you want a proper gentleman

💡You probably also like nerds

Dogday

☀️Himbo kisser/pos

☀️Also, I’m a little worried that you might be depressed because Dogday is a constant serotonin dispenser 

☀️You either are a serotonin dispenser or you need a serotonin dispenser 

☀️You’ve probably played Poppy Playtime chapter 3, or at least watch a playthrough of it 

☀️Also I’m willing to bet that cupid’s arrow immediately shot straight through your heart when  Dogday called us “angel”

PickyPiggy

🍎Mommy? Sorry

🍎You probably, if not definitely, like country girls 

🍎*Insert obligatory cannibal sympathizer joke here*

🍎You either are the parent friend in your group or you want to kiss the parent friend in your group 

🍎You either love cooking or you barely know shit about cooking and you want her to cook for you (only if she wants to, of course)

🍎Also you’re probably me 

CraftyCorn

🎨You love shy girls, and you love psycho bitches and with her you get both 

🎨I’m also willing to bet that you’re a Weeb 

🎨Or an artist 

🎨Probably both 

🎨You know the “I will protect this smile” meme? That’s basically you

Catnap

🌙First things first, please for the love of God tell me that you’re referring to the fandom version of cartoon catnap and NOT Theodore 

🌙Catboy kisser/hj

🌙You have a thing for villains, and/or villain-coded characters, and you’re not even remotely shy about it

🌙You know the song “Emo Boy”? That’s basically your theme song

🌙Also, your sleep schedule is probably a disaster

🌙If you play Stardew Valley I’m willing to bet that you married Sebastian 

KickinChickin

⭐️Your taste in men is dumb sons of bitches

⭐️You like men who end up doing something that is prefaced with the phrase “Hey y’all watch this” every single day 

⭐️You also probably had crushes on your high school bullies

Hoppy Hopscotch

⚡️There is nothing you want more in this world than Butch women 

⚡️Also, you probably either are, or know somebody, who drinks at least 3 5-hour energies a day 

⚡️In at least some way shape or form, you want the lesbian version of Kurt and Ram from Heathers 

⚡️You know those muscular women who look like they could benchpress a truck? that’s what you want 

Bobby Bearhug

❤️Very very affectionate 

❤️You probably need a hug 

❤️You also want a very protective woman 

❤️Also you might be into Yanderes 

❤️ if somebody asked you “man or bear?” you would immediately say bear in a heartbeat (and you are incredibly valid for that)

[serxinns]

The Hero awaits but With a deadly fate: Chapter 4!

A/n: hey guys missed me? No? ok- anyways here's the 4th chapter! I hope you enjoy

TW: this may include, violence, INTENSE description of gore, cussing, death, mentions of drugging, mention of kidnapping, Yandere behavior of course, gaslighting and delusion, and anything I forgot to mention if you aren't comfortable with these stuff DO NOT READ

Maniacal laughter escaped from the boy's lips as he eagerly searched around like a predator hunting for prey. "Oh- b-bunny...I can't wait to feel your body against me, and it's fine if you squirm against my touch. I won't be sad...you remind me of a baby bunny trying to escape.." his voice was shuddering, shakey even but it wasn't in fear It was in delight

You couldn't see which direction the deranged man was but you could feel his presence getting closer and closer his shoes echoing closer, you braced yourself closing your eyes and shirking into the car further and further praying he didn't see you

tamaki's smile widened when he got closer to the engine arms and tentacles ready to snatch you up and take you to his group he grabbed the door not caring if it created a large dent and ripped open the seat only to find it you weren't there...strange Tamaki had a blank face before quickly returning to a wide psychotic grin

"Oh, bunny's playing smart, huh!" He then erupted in laughter that made your spine shiver. "Tamaki, you there? A voice ran out giggling" Tamaki looked to his right to see Neijire smiling widely "I see you having fun with this game! I was getting bored following Mirio cause he kept being a big bossy pants anyways did you find gumdrop yet" "no not at the moment but we're getting closer! I can sense them!"

Oh shit oh shit!

"Uh Miriko I'm gonna call you back the villains are near" Before she could say anything you quickly turned down the earpiece gently placing down your arm making sure you didn't cause any movement to the car nor utter a noise

"They're gonna find me if I don't act quick!!" You peaked around looking for any kind of alternative escape plan you thought long and hard then you spotted a metal piece that looked like that was part of a car you thought for a moment then a light suddenly popped out your head "Please cartoon logic save me this ONE TIME" you calculated your strength and arm for a few moments you waited until the time was right it was a one-time thing and you weren't sure if you were gonna pay the price if it failed

You then quickly threw the item across them when they turned away making the mental hit with a large CLANK! Both of the villains looked at where the sound came from and smiled like they won the lottery "I think it's them.." Tamaki whispered while Neijire nodded eagerly as they crept slowly around the corner as if they were one step ahead of you

You watched carefully while they disappeared behind the corner once they did you activated your invisibility quirk and quickly ran toward the upper ram leading you to the upper floor

As you were walking towards the exit you smelled something rotting like some sort of rotten meat you gagged trying your best to cover your nose, you looked around to see where the smell had come from and you saw some flies in the car you didn't want to oh you didn't but curiously is sick and has covered your mind so you slowly went over to the weird smelling car and took one peek you quickly covered your mouth almost letting out a scream

Darrel was lying on the car seat his blood soaking the seat his stomach had been ripped open showing his ribcage and intestines his eyes missing from his sockets and there were what seemed to be words cravings on his skin with a note that said "like my gift y/n~ got rid of that creep his screams with delightful wished you could see it!" written by the green-haired man-no physco himself

You stumble behind a pillar and throw up hard not because of Darrel but because of the smell and site you always hated blood and gore and seeing this combination was enough for your stomach to empty whatever you had eaten

Once you made it to the upper floor, you went behind the pillars, turning on your earpiece once again. "Hello!? Mirko are you there?" Not even a second later, Mirko was instantly talking to you, "Yes, y/n, are you ok!? I almost thought they had done something to you!" You could feel the fear and worry in her voice even when she tried to act tough

"They didn't luckily I'm on the 2nd floor of the inside park way" You check around for a second to see if anyone is there luckily it is dead silent, there is a silence on the line and a couple of bickering between the top heroes and policemen "Y/n can you try and defeat some of the villains and go back to the entrance of the building?" you had a blank expression on your face while on the other line hawks,endevour,mount lady and more top heroes looked at her as if she was serious

"IS THIS CHICK INSANE!?"

"I would..but one problem HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BEAT A COUPLE OF POWERHOUSE OBESSED PSYCHOPATHS!?" you said in a harsh whisper voice, a frustrated groan came out of Hawks as he snatched the earpiece off her and put it on himself "y/n I got a plan and you need to listen to me carefully it might be crazy but less crazy then bugs bunny over here" You hear a "hey" in the background as you rolled your eyes "just anything to get me out of here-"

Hawks chuckled nervously while you rolled your eyes impatiently, waiting for his plan. "Well, you're gonna have to go to the top floor and jump." There was a silence on the phone. He wasn't serious, was he!? You hoped he was joking and he was gonna tell you the REAL plan yea that's it the real plan! "Uh your not serious aren't you-" "y/n I understand but you got to trust-" "WDYM TRUST YOU DO YOU KNOW HOW CRAZY THAT IS?!"

You were about to cuss out the winged hero when you heard a bunch of footsteps. You quickly turned off the earpiece and dashed to the car doors, but unfortunately, they were locked, "WHAT!? HOW CAN THEY BE LOCKED" "Oh fire cracker~ where are you hiding?~ you know ur making this game easier by talking so damn much" You held your breath as you heard multiple footsteps

You quickly crawled under a red convertible not caring that it was lightly crushing you, you covered your mouth keeping it shut as tightly as possible, "Oh crystal come out we don't bite! Honest well I can't promise that" the haired chuckled as you saw his boots walking across the cars slowly as if he was tryna to scout the odd one out

"Oh quiet Kiri you're scaring them Maybe they like to get wrapped up," Sero said grabbing his tape "Would you guys stop teasing a day more looking" Jirou bluntly said with a bit of irritation so they began cooing and doting on you to come on out like you were some weak little scared animal while you were cringing and shaking just hoping they'll give up

"Ugh, they're not here! the hell shitty hair you said they'll be here ?" He scowled as their red hair looked offensive "I swear I hear their voice talking to someone honest" he lifted his hand in defense, and the top villain rolled their eyes "Let's check the lower floors it's not like they'll get far, and fast those extras are also wanting their hands on them" he ordered as his group followed him behind disappearing from your site

You slowly crawled out of the car "Thank God my back has been killing me jeez" You then walked cautiously and slowly towards the final floor making sure nobody was following you or would pop up unaware that a giggling shadow figure spotted you

You barely made it to the roof as you almost stumbled, You looked everywhere for Keigo, Miriko, just ANY Hero. You pulled out ur earpiece. "Hawk, I made it!" You manage to say while throwing yet another coughing fit "I'm almost there just hang on for a minute ok I'll give you the signal"you huffed impatiently not wanting to stay here any second you glanced nervously at the entrance praying nobody followed you or even got here before you

All of a sudden, someone grabbed you from behind and tried tackling you down, but you weakly dodged it; then a needle was aimed at you, which you quickly grabbed, turning to face the person you didn't want to face. "gotcha!" Your eyes widened in fear when you heard a familiar voice "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO" Your thoughts replayed the word like a broken record the girl looked at your smile widened showing her fangs like some sort of sick predator

Himiko...

"Miss me?~" she cooed as she stared dreamily into your eyes, not caring if you feared her. "I've won! Let's go back home. This game tuckered me out." She then grabbed your arm, trying to pull you away, but you managed to push her away. "No, I don't want to go anywhere! with you or with anyone! Especially with you psychopaths!" Her face suddenly turned into a frown as if she was disappointed in me

"You shouldn't say words like that, sweetie. It's not nice-" "And kidnapping me, tying me up in a chair craving your initials on my skin, and attempting to drug me is nice!? You all are psychos even you..you..you BITCH" you sneered your hands balling into fists and you stared at her, nothing but hatred covering up your view Toga signed pulling out some sort of syringe

"my poor darling is saying such hurtful words don't worry once we get back to the league I'll make sure ill teach you a thing or two that you won't say those filthy words ever again" She smiled sickeningly she then lunged at you as you dodge grabbed her by the arm pinning it on her back she then she quickly ripped your restraint easily grabbing the syringe tightly and swishing it in different directions trying to get the needle to insert your skin

She then tackled you down your hand pinned by her arm as she was about to aim the syringe at your neck you quickly blocked it using ur hand as both of you struggled from each other until you heard the dog shaking and a bunch of voices yelling out you realized that they've found you

Shit I got to think of something Quick

You looked around while trying to push Toga off and conveniently found a mental pipe on the ground you quickly replaced your hands with your legs grabbed the pipe and without hesitation hit Toga in the head letting you loose you kicked her off and ran towards the edge,

it was dark but you could barely see a bush you looked back to see a knocked-out Toga but the door and the door was almost destroyed you looked back then looked at the door ur thoughts ran until you saw a red feather floating in the air you smiled preparing yourself to jump

Ok y/n you can do it

You closed your eyes and jumped bracing yourself for impact but...you didn't fall you felt a pair of arms carrying you you opened your eyes to see it was The winged hero Hawks finally coming to your rescue "The police and some pros are already in the building to arrest them your safe now" you stared at him for a moment tears brimming your eyes you tearfully thanked him repeatedly

finally, this nightmare was truly over...

"You won't have to see them again.."

That's what you naively think but this...

Was just the beginning..

[chris-prank]

Yandere villain sidekick NSFW drabbles

CW: NSFW (obviously), sneaky masturbating while on a call, soft masochist, allusion of reader giving but also receiving and sub yandere

You can go check Dr. Seraph's Part 1 here! Since some of the things here will reference it!

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The more time went on after he had this special encounter with you, the more his imagination started to go into… naughty territories. At first he scolded himself for thinking such things about you, but slowly he started to accept his lewd fantasies as he timidly rubbed his bulge. In the end, pathetic whines escaped his lips while he rutted his closed dick into his palms, wishing you were the one touching him.

Dr.Seraph's not the type to be fighting on the field. Usually he is behind his computer or monitor, watching his inventions do the heavy work for him. At the very least he will use weapons that don't require hand to hand combat. Since Vincent uses intercoms to talk to you, nothing can stop him from doing other activities during fights. While he interacts with you, he sometimes pathetically strokes his dick, trying his best to keep down his moans.

You’re too busy anyway to hear his whimpers and if not, you just think his creations are connected to him in some way. He must be crying out in pain! 

Watching you destroy everything in your path, while groaning and flexing your perfect body makes him cum in a matter of seconds. You’re already so hot when you’re covered in sweat, he would kill to see you oiled u—WHO SAID THAT! 

I think we can all easily guess that this guy has a huge praise kink. Nothing can turn him on more than you whispering into his ear how much of a good and smart boy he is. 

Like I said before, Dr. Seraph is a bit of a masochist even if he doesn’t like to admit it. What he loves the most is if you go back to being soft right after you slap, spank or bite him. In his head it’s proof that no matter how many times you fought him, deep down you cared about him just like you do now. 

After pressing your foot on his cock, praise him and gently rub his length in a comforting way, that will make his eyes roll back.

Vincent loves feeling like he is being taken care of, so please take him in your arms while you ram yourself into him or bounce on his dick.

He wants to be close with you as much as he physically can, that being a result of his years of fighting you from afar. He especially relishes in nuzzling his head against you, whatever it be your stomach, your chest, etc. 

No matter the position, he prefers it when you are towering over him. He just wants to admire you in all your glory. 

He cries a lot during sex, his cock and prostate are just that sensitive.

Also very very shy while doing it. He might try to hide his face multiple times, especially if you do some dirty talk. You can use this to your advantage to do some light teasing. 

Despite Vincent being a very small guy, let's say that his dick compensates for it by being over average, measuring 7 inches when hard (yes he is indeed proud of it.)

He doesn’t talk much during sex, not that he isn’t vocal, quite the contrary. You will know he is enjoying it if he keeps making whimpers and moans. 

 It’s just that the pleasure makes it very difficult for him to put coherent phrases together. The most he can do is say two or three words at a time. 

Aftercare is a must! He really wants to be able to cuddle and relax in your arms when everything is done. It’s like the cherry on top for him, it brings everything together. 

If you were really rough with him he might fall asleep against you quickly, however it's not because he is unconscious that his arms will let you go out of his grasp. 

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