#yandere yamaguchi tadashi x reader

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE YAMAGUCHI TADASHI HEADCANONS

Bruh.... this dude is a literal cinnamon roll and as a yandere he would be the MOST SWEETEST obsessive one. Not to mention slightly off his rocker as well since he believes that you really love him just as much as he loves you 

You'd probably meet him during one of your classes I guess. You'd see Tsukishima picking on a short orange haired kid and calling him a shrimp while you told Tsukushima told leave him TF alone and Yamaguchi was just behind him. Yamaguchi was actually kind of impressed that you had the guts and the courage to stand up to him and admired you for that but he was also nervous and scared that you'd be squished flat by the time Tsukishima was done with you. Tsukishima just glared at you and said, "And WHY should I listen to YOU, you little midget?" Yamaguchi was fuming inside since he had DARED to call you a midget when you CLREARLY deserved to be called a goddess and he had to control himself NOT to punch Tsukishima right in the face and knock out all his teeth. You and Tsukishima just bantered and insulted each other back and forth till the bell rang, signaling that it was time for classes. Luckily, you guys had a free period that day and Tsukishima finally muttered a 'Tch' and told Yamaguchi to come with him. Yamaguchi turned back to you, saw you for one more time and apologized for Tsukishima's behavior and went off, telling himself that it wouldn't be the last time he'd be seeing you 

He will do WHATEVER he can from that day onwards to save you from Tsukishima's wrath by just distracting him and sometimes, he'll be following you around like some lost puppy since you're a goddess and an angel to him who deserves to be worshipped 

Will he stalk you? HELL YEAH he will! He just wants to make sure you're safe wherever you go since there's danger ALWAYS lurking around the corners

He might even go as far as to breaking an entry into your room to watch you sleep soundly and peacefully while he goes through your stuff to collect for his shrine dedicated for you. He'll collect little things like pens, pencils, rings, bracelets, stuffed animals and things you most probably won't miss 

Also, what certified stalker wouldn't have a photo album of the person they're stalking? Yamaguchi has something like 3 albums of photos of you, sometimes doing your own stuff and doing crazy things like pulling funny faces in boring classes (Don't ask me how the HECK he managed to snap photos of you during class). Dude can probably write a 1000 page essay about you since he knows you better than you know yourself and YES, he HAS convinced himself that 

If anyone tries hurting you, Yamaguchi will NOT be gentle with them AT ALL even when it comes to Tsukishima. He's going to 'accidentally' injure the person who's getting in the way of both of you 

He will NOT share you with ANYONE, like AT ALL since he just wants you all for himself. Yes yes, he IS quite the selfish one 

Might even climb onto your bed at night to sleep with you only to return to his house at the break of dawn only to dream about how beautiful and goddess like you looked while you were sleeping 

He will most probably kidnap you instead of confessing his love to you since ONE: He is a VERY VERY shy boi and he's scared that he'll blow his chance of having a good impression on you and TWO: He's worried that someone else better than him is going to ask you out and you'll say yes. As much as Yamaguchi jokes around and always has a smile on his face, he is kinda insecure about himself and that's why he will kidnap you so only HE will be the one for you 

He will give you whatever you want and is kinda like a submissive yandere like Asahi

His heart just breaks into pieces when he sees you crying and miserable and so, he'll hug you and cuddle with you and not let go when you're having a tantrum. He will not punish you, like AT ALL. Boi won't even hurt a butterfly, what makes you think he's gonna snap your bones in half? True, he'll do that to other people, but CERTIANLY not to you, not even if his life depended on it and no, he won't raise his voice at you, like at all 

Nicknames include: Sweeite, sweetheart, honey, cutie, cutie pie, darling, love, angel, my goddess, baby, babe and the rest of the other cringiest nicknames in history

If you try escaping from him, be ready for LOTS and LOTS of tears from him. You might even need a mop and a bucket handy with you since he'll be sobbing and crying all over. Then, he will hold you and kiss you since he thinks the reason you're tried escaping was because he wasn't paying attention to you. Well, now you have him breathing down your neck constantly 24/7/365. And if he wasn't clingy like a koala before, he most certainly is now 

He will let you go out ONLY till the back porch of the house he's keeping you in since he doesn't want you getting hurt and YES, boi will baby proof each and everything in the house and not even a plastic butter knife will be seen. Oh, and the kitchen is off limits for you and you are NOT allowed to reach for things that are high for you and no standing on tables or chairs 

He will not let you see any violent movies or horror movies and unfortunately for you pals, that also includes shows like Riverdale and The Vampire Diaries so if you were planning on watching them, kiss 'em goodbye 

Literally loves you like, ALOT so give him some hugs from me :)

[missmiyao]

Trapped (Bokuto Kotaro)

This is my first time posting fanfiction here. Please, be kind to me and my bad grammars. This is a story of Haikyuu!! Bokuto and you. Yes, no name mention but the story emphasize heavily on female reader.

Warning: Dark content, use of drug, rape, non consensual, blackmailing, cursing, use of alcohol, mention of making out, yandere.

It's such a blurry night. You don't even know where you're now. Hell, you don't even remember why you're here in the first place. The loud music, the sensual and awkward movements of people dancing, the way some people tried to grind on your ass- men and women, makes everything feels more hazy than before. 

Ah, you're in a nightclub. Finally, you remember.

You're not even want to be here in the first place. It's just some stupid reunion of Karasuno High School Volleyball Club. Hitoka Yachi, one of your closest friend and senior during high school- also your other partner as manager when she is in second year, begging that you would come with her.

Today is the day of the match of MSBY Black Jackals versus Schweiden Adlers and almost everyone from the high school club is here, celebrating in the nightclub. Also, there are a few members of Black Jackals around and you hate it. You want to go back home.

Now, you don't even know where Yachi is. Perhaps, she went to the bathroom. Perhaps, she's having one of the best hook up with her life with who's the guy again? Ah. Yamaguchi. Whatever it is, it's not your place to judge.

Everyone is now legal, you just turned 23 a few days ago. You barely finished your degree in college. Now, you just want to find a better job than you're working right now because your boss is such an ass even though you're just started working. Hell, you're in the company less than 3 months and chaos already ensued.

Your head feels throbbing, as if it's going to explode in a minute. You need to leave.

As you walk on the dance floor, just wanting to exit through the front door while pushing people that keep dancing and annoy you to no end, someone pulls your arm. You want to yell, really. Your head is pounding, and this person might be the cause if you drop dead right here and now.

"Hey! Going home already?" Someone calls for your name and seriously, you don't even know this guy well. Yes, he's someone in Black Jackals team but who cares?

You don't reply to his advances, simply shove away his hand that might be gripping way too hard on your arm. It's really painful or maybe, it's just an exaggeration? Maybe, you just drink too much tonight and need to call it a night.

"Hm." You said that after you feel he keeps tugging you, as if he didn't want you to leave. Perhaps it's just your imagination.

"Hey, you okay? You don't look good." Urgh, just fucking leave. You hesitate to answer now, but still, you pull away your arm from him before walks away. Maybe it's the heels you are wearing. Maybe it's just the alcohol but somehow, with the way you walk, you could even tell that you're not walking straight.

You wonder why.

The man immediately grab your waist as he noticed you're about to fall on your knees on the dance floor. He looks worried.

"Let's leave. You should sober up." You feel confuse all of sudden. Your legs feels wobbly. You're yawning too, you're sure of it. Yet, the feeling like you are about to collapse to the ground are also there.

You let the man brought you. You could not think of any way to survive this. He carefully hold your waist, slowly helps you to walk with him. Hm, did he called for cab? You didn't know. You could see he's using his phone but you could not even read the juggling words on the screen. 

You feels like the world is collapsing. Fuck, why everything feels so confusing?

Now, you're in a car with him. You could smell him since he's too close to your body. He's way taller, bigger than you but he hold you with such care. You leans to his chest, without any intention because your head hurts once again. You might be whimpering without you noticed too.

Somehow, your visions darkened right after the car stop.

*

You don't even know what is happening. The soft material of the duvet and the bed sheets greet your back and you feels like you're going to fall asleep. Deep slumber if you could. Some muttering from someone- the man that brought you here earlier is not something you could catch. You could not even hear shit. He's mumbling and you are sleepy.

You just want to sleep, that's all.

"So pretty... Finally, I could have you all by myself." 

Did you hear that wrong? Perhaps not. Maybe, you're really sleepy and start hearing things. Stupid drink, stupid alcohol, stupid reunion party. Stupid people that doesn't even want to hear your super pathetic life after graduation from high school.

You feel something pressed your body deeper into the sheets. It's very heavy. You feels like you're losing your breath at this moment. Although, the last thing you see is him- smiling like a psycho as he's going on top of your body. No way.

This must be a dream.

You hope so, but you immediately passed out.

*

It's the sound of fucking loud alarm that wake you up in the morning. You feels hazy a little, but otherwise, it is a good sleep. That's okay, until you feel the soreness coming from the lower part of your body. Confused is all you feel right now.

You don't want to think any of it, especially when you see a man is sleeping right next to you on the same bed. You want to yell, you want to scream at him. You want to hit him tons of times but you couldn't. Instead, you start crying, confused and feels vulnerable at this moment.

Whimpering mess, very, pathetic of you.

He suddenly woke up because of your damn crying. He looks irritated when his sleep has been interrupted, but when he sees you, he smile.

He smile as if he had done nothing at all.

"Good morning, sweet girl. How's your sleep?" He sounds so sweet like he always do. He always speak softly and sweetly to you when he meet you before. Even during high school. 

"I- I- what... What did you..." You can't say more words. Every syllable that you want to spit and throw at him stuck in your throat. Burning sensation is what you feel in your throat now.

"Shush, sweet girl. It's still early. Stupid alarm that Tsum Tsum set as prank for me. Let's just go back to sleep, okay?" He tap your cheek with both of his palms. He act as if you two are in relationship.

"Bokuto... I-"

"Shush. No worries. Everything will be all fine, ya?" No, it will not. What crack did he took?

"Why- why I'm here with you?" You could only speak as slow as your voice could get. Perhaps he didn't hear anything but at least you got your words out your pathetic mouth and that's an accomplishment.

"Oh! I brought you here." He smile. The curtains flapping a few times, so you could see the that the outside of your room you're now in is still dark. Indeed, it is still early.

"No. I mean, why I'm here- naked, under this sheets with you?" You feel like your heart is about to burst when you ask that question. Tears start forming in your eyes. It's such a surprised for Bokuto to see you cry so fast like this.

Never in his life he ever see you cry like that, not even when Karasuno won the third place during your second year in high school.

"Ah, that. Well listen sweet gi-"

"Did you raped me, Bokuto?" You cut his sentence, as your breath is going faster and faster each second. The dread of waiting for him to answer is not something you like. It's like a knife cutting your neck deeper and deeper each second passing.

"I would not call it rape, okay! We made love, and that's what happened last night." He wipes your tears, cooing you at the same time. His tone is stern, contradict to the soft acts he is doing now.

"No- No. Fuck, no! We did not make love or anything- I passed out. You- You took advantage of me during my vulnerable state!" You yelled at him, pushing away his hands away from you or at least your face. You feel disgusted.

Yes, you're not a virgin but this is not okay at all.

"Of course you passed out. You took a medicine." He pout when you hit his hands away. He moves a little bit, making the duvet fall from his upper body- showing his naked chest. 

"I took a what? Medicine? No. I did not do such thing. I don't even have medication that I should take!" You're tired talking to this man. You wanted to leave, but you feel weak. Your body could not move and your tears are flowing even more.

"Shhh. No, sweet girl. You did take a medicine. I put it in your drink last night. It worried me if it's not working but hey, it is!" He sounds way too happy. You wipes your tears, shaking your head in disbelief.

"You spiked my drink?!"

"That's a harsh way to put it in words, but I did put something in your drink." He didn't look guilty. You feel disgusted by this man- perhaps you should call him a pig, a menace to society and he should just die. 

He should-

"Don't even think that you can even leave me, or even tell anyone about this." His tone change and that scared you. It makes you shiver and you feel it up until your spine. You are just about to leave the bed, wanting to find at least pieces of your clothes.

"W- what? What makes you think I would keep quiet about this?" You stare at him, and he chuckles.

"I must say, you're really pretty even though you're sleeping. I could jack off of your pictures, video or anything that involves you for years. Hell, even forever." His words makes you cover your mouth. That's when you find a camera, resting just at the vanity table. You could see an indicator from the camera that it is still recording.

"Bo- You recorded us?"

"No one will ever see that if you keep your mouth shut, sweet girl."

*

"Woah, you two are dating? Congrats!" Yachi gives you a hug and you somehow managed to fake your smile and hug her back.

"Yeah..." It's such an awkward reply. It's so fucking awkward. 

Today is the All Star Special Match between Team A and Team B. The match doesn't start for a few hours but you're already here. You don't even want to be here in the first place. Yet, because of one thing... You're trapped. You're entangled to him to death or perhaps until he's bored of you.

"Woah, really? Congratulations Bokkun!" Atsumu suddenly appear out of nowhere with another member of Team A. You already feel embarrased. No- you want to kill yourself. Can the ground under you collapse and trap you underneath?

"Hahaha! Thanks. We might as well getting married sooner." What? Marriage? The fuck he's high about? You don't even agree on this stupid relationship in the first place. Why he insist of trapping you further?

You wants to cry, really. You look at Yachi in the eyes, hoping she see your 'help me' face but somehow, she looks excited. She looks beyond happy for the announcement of your so called marriage.

"What? Who's getting married?" Washio arrived too after he put away his phone- just after he called his older sister that wished him good luck.

"Bokuto." Kiryu tap Bokuto's shoulder, as if congratulating him and you.

Fuck, it's like everyone congratulating you and happy that he drugged you, raped you, blackmailed you and now, he wants to marry you? 

"Woah, congratulations. I didn't know you two have a thing for each other. Although, Fukurodani always know that this man here always looking at you." Washio smile a little bit and that's when you know, he's obsessed with you since high school. 

You never talk to him unless he speak first, but you only reply by gesture, too scared to talk to him because he look at you like a predator. Hell, he's not even a high school student during the first time you see him. He only came because he wants to see a man named Akaashi and during that time, he is in his semester break. How does little interaction leads to this?

What did you do in life to make him interested in you?

"Really? That's so sweet man!"

"Ya two don't even from same prefecture. Congrats again eh?" 

"Must be from training camp! Woah, love is blossoming!" 

No. It is not.

You want to yell at them that they are wrong. You want to tell them that Bokuto is a big fat liar, manipulator, rapist and he drugged and has a dirt of you. You see the video by yourself and you're not happy about it. It's real, and he has tons of back up when you tried to delete it from before.

Yet, you could only smile. Fake your smile, fake your gesture and such because in the end...

You're trapped, with him.

End

[hearts4aailyah]

🖇️. YANDERE USHIJIMA X FEMALE!READER

I want to go home.

I don't wanna be here.

It's exactly have been one year and 27 days since I've been kidnapped and taken away from my future fiancé and my family. I tried escaping, four times to be exact but I never turned out well.

The even harder reason to escape was because Ushijima was apart of a Mafia with multiple bodyguards around this huge mansion.

I had a hunch that Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, and Kageyama Tobio We're also apart of the mafia who live here. Along with maybe Kenma, Kuroo, Bokuto, and Akaashi.

The third time I attempted to escape, Ushijima's guards caught me and Ushijima came up to me and said.

"Try to escape again, I will kill somebody close to you. And we wouldn't want that now and we?"

He threatened and walked away as his guards took me back to my room.

That bastard was bluffing.

Two more weeks go by, I had made another attempt to escape this time, I'm going out my  window. There was multiple locks on it but I was somehow able to break it off.

Just went I was about to climb out, I felt somebody grabbed my hair. I let out a small yelped as I felt somebody pulling me back.

"What did I tell you what would fucking happen the next time you would try and escape?"

I gasped as Ushijima grip got harder, he was stronger than me after all.

"N-no...you don't u-understand. I was...I was getting fresh air."

Ushijima got closer and whispered in my ear.

"Bullshit Y/n. I know you don't love me but sooner or later you WILL love me."

Ushijima let go of my hair and grabbed me by wrist and dragged me down the stairs into the dark and badly smell basement.

"W-why..."

Ushijima turned on the light, to reveal one of my

closest friend I've known for 17 years: Hinata shoyo. He was tided up in the corner blindfolded and a gag in his mouth.

"S-shoyo..."

Hinata looked up at me, his eyes were covered but I could tell he was scared. Hinata was shaking, a few cuts on his legs.

"What did you do to him..."

"I didn't do anything...yet. Beside this is your fault. I told you next time you try to escape, I would kill somebody. I knew sooner or later you would try to make another failed attempt at escape..."

I gulped, my hands now starting to shake.

"W-Wakatoshi....you don't have to do this. Come on, Hinata has nothing to d-do with this. Leave him out of this, you can punish me all you want! I-I'll obey.."

I stuttered through my words as tears slowly start slipping out of my eyes.

Ushijima stared at me with me with his blank emotion.

"I gave you multiple warnings. Yet you continue to disobey, and go against my rules-"

"THAN I'LL STARTS OBEYING YOU" I yelled out.

"Please Wakatoshi, don't kill him." I whispered.

My head fell down in shame as I'm the reason why Hinata was down here in the basement while there's a 50% chance that they he may or may not die depending on Ushijima's mood.

"Hm. I guess I could spare him."

I looked up as Ushijima.

"Y-you will?"

"Yes, next time you try to escape, something much worst with happen got it?"

I gulped as I shook my head yes. Ushijima called his guards to take Hinata out of the ropes and removed the blindfolded and gag.

"Y/n..." Hinata whispers

"S-Sho..." I sighed as I looked at the bruises and cuts on his legs.

"Since hinata, knows I was responsible for him being here...he's going have to stay here." Ushijima says

"W-what?!" Hinata stuttered.

"You staying here would be better then me killing you isn't it Hinata? Anyways...You'll be in the care of Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, and Kageyama. They would love for you to be their pet."

Hinata gulps, as the guards walked him out of basement, probably taking him to Tsukishima's, Kageyama, and Yamaguchi's room.

Ushijima's grabs my hand and walks the both of us to Ushijima's huge bedroom. Ushijima's locked the door and looked over at me.

Ushijima's sat on the edge of the bed, he motioned for me to come over where he was at.

My throat went dry as I walked over to where he was sitting, standing in front of him.

"Get on your hands and knees."

I gulped as i obeyed what he said. I didn't want this but do I really want to go against him and risk one of my friends or one of my family members dying?

"Unzip my pants and start sucking."

As I said...I don't want this.

But...

What choice do I really have?

[h8ani]

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Look Don’t Touch

summary: yamaguchi has a jealousy streak. This is the closest he will get to heaven.

pairing: f!reader/tsukki; unrequited yamaguchi/f!reader

warning: nonconsensual voyeurism, unhealthy idealization, stalking, piv sex

they are in college and this fic extends into years later, when reader is betrothed to tsukki. There is a flashback to high school that is meant to show the level and length of yamaguchi’s affection. Hope u guys like :)

Yamaguchi saw you first, it wasn’t fair Tsukki of all people had you. Had you like this, nude and splayed, split by his cock and moaning like a whore stoked on aphrodisiacs. It was only fair he got to watch. He met you first, saw you first, wanted you first. He was just waiting to pounce when you chose Tsukki. Chose Tsukki. Chose Tsukki. Chose Kei.

-

You were often near the bus stop, fiddling with your phone, coated in silly, loud charms and a big bright phone case. Your necklace dangling, dipping into your cleavage as you looked at the game on your phone as you waited on your bus, your loose socks thick around your calves as your thighs shook in the cold. The hairstyle sometimes varied; a bun, a ponytail (high or low), braids, even two braids. The time he saw you with reading glasses on, he went home and came so hard to the thought he was sore the rest of the night.

Tsukki was your neighbor, an unfortunate fact Yamaguchi realized when he had seen you on your porch watering your plants, inspecting their leaves and switching some soils. You blushed at Tsukki’s presence and he did yours. Tsukki was secretive, observant of Yamaguchi’s behaviors, and never said that he was dating, completely enamored, and regularly fucking the girl he was enamored with.

Pity is a strong feeling.

-

When you stand diagonal from the living room window of your home, if you stand on the log in the wood, you get a view of the living room sofa. It is cold, even to bother someone who didn’t bundle up; Saturday nights are the best show, though, and who is he to miss it?

You’re ecstatic and enthusiastic, pawing and cooing at him like a newlywed though the way you twitched your hips when you came you looked like a street whore taken home for a couple grand and a steak dinner. You looked at him with this love, this affection, adoration that Yamaguchi always felt a little strain at the sight of, but the heart wants what the heart wants and the cock can want it more. He was never in his right head when he realized what kind of a girl you were: the one he couldn’t have.

Tsukki comes in the door at 6pm and by 6:30pm, he usually has you prepped to fuck, by 6:35pm you would always be getting fucked on that loveseat your poor parents bought. He always starts in missionary, Yamaguchi observed, lips locked and tongues tied like air wasn’t even there. Your arms around his shoulders, his hands hooked under your arms to tenderly hold your head. He made love to you, though the force of his hips always said otherwise.

By 7pm, you were always riding. Bouncing like Tsukki was going to fucking war tomorrow. 7:30, cunninglingus. 8, a blowjob. 8:30, doggy, 8:45 reverse cowgirl. He could read it like clockwork, it was so natural for you too it didn’t even register as ritualistic. By night, you would let him out the front door, holding his hand, stroking his arm on the way out, peppering his face in kisses.

Yamaguchi pulls the hood over his head, his cock a bit cold from the friction of his frantic rubbing, drying to drink in this holy sight and memorize it and glue into the crevices of his brain, every single sulci and gyri. There is cum on your rotting wooden fence facing south, but you know nothing as you swish that soft loofah pink and pretty coated in flowery shower gel over the valley of your tits, of your ass, the folds of your flesh that was begging to be stroked and caressed. When night comes, you were in bed like you weren’t used like a bitch in heat for breeding, the cami you wore tight when your nipples hardened, the shorts leaving nothing to the imagination. He can picture it so clearly.

Yamaguchi knows you like clockwork by now, by the scent of the flower gel, your girlish shimmer body mist, the slick and expensive fragrance body butter, the raspberry shaving cream and chipped orange and green nail polish with a sloppy “11” painted on the pointer and middle fingers, 17 on the others. Even the deodorant (aluminum-free), the clarifying shampoo, the conditioner, the fucking glasses cleaner. Yamaguchi could die in your name, even as you struggle to pronounce the syllables, trying to recall and apply his name to his freckled face.

-

“Yamaguchi? Is that right?” you smiled sheepishly, your fingers stroking Kei’s knuckles for comfort as he stood next to you, hand in hand. Ah, like silk. If only he could hear that as his ringtone, as his alarm, his text tone, if only he could hear you moan it as you clawed at his back.

His dick twitches.

“Yeah. (Y/n), right?” You shouldn’t lust after a taken woman. Oh, fuck it, it’s way too late.

[cybersvoid]

❥ Insomnia

♡ Pairings: Yamaguchi x Reader | Tsukishima x Reader

✏ Summary: You can’t sleep, so you sneak away from your boyfriends in favor of some late night gaming, but of course that doesn’t go over very well... [This is a poly fic]

!!Warnings!!: This story contains yandere themes that might be triggering for some readers such as: Manipulation, Controlling, Cursing, Poly, etc.

You couldn’t sleep.

As exhausted as your body may have felt, for some reason, you just couldn’t sleep. You had been laying down for what felt like hours now, watching the ceiling, as Tsukishima and Yamaguchi slept soundly on either side of you. You hated it. You hated how they fell asleep so easily, while you’re still stuck there suffering.

Maybe you could try to only wake up Yamaguchi?

No, if you woke him up, then he would want to wake Tsukki up to help figure out why you couldn’t sleep. And after a long day of volleyball training, you would definitely have to deal with a grumpy Tsukki.

Maybe, if you managed to slip away, you could watch tv or play on your console for a bit until you felt tired enough to fall asleep. It was risky though. The two of them have pretty strict rules about you being on electronics past a certain time after they caught you pulling an all-nighter once. And escaping from the bed definitely wouldn’t be an easy task since Yamaguchi stayed with one arm locked around you at all times, and Tsukki always seemed to sleep with one eye open considering the smallest movement could wake him up in an instant.

On the other hand, they did talk about how practice was extra brutal today. Maybe, if you were lucky, they would both be too exhausted to notice your absence. It was definitely worth a shot. So you decided, against your better judgment, to at least attempt it.

You began slowly gliding your way down the bed and trying your best to maneuver out of Yamaguchi’s arms without waking him. Every so often you would catch him and Tsukishima stirring slightly, making you freeze in your tracks, but neither of them ever fully woke up, allowing you to slip away undetected.

Once you were in the living room, a safe distance away, you decided that maybe watching tv wouldn’t be a good idea since the loud noise might wake them up, so you settled for playing on your console with some headphones in. Your paranoia was peaked, tensing every time you heard so much as a creak in the floorboards, but eventually, you calmed down, thinking you were definitely in the clear to continue after about twenty minutes had passed without a sign of either of them.

You filled the time continuously fidgeting with the controls as quietly as possible. Eventually, time began slipping away faster than you expected. Minute by minute, making its way up to hour by hour. You didn’t even realize how much time had passed until you glanced over at the time on the top of your console. 3:00 am. Woah… have you really been playing for that long? Maybe you should try sleeping again.

You stood up, uncurling from your position on the couch when you heard an all too familiar voice from across the room.

“Ahh, please. Don’t stop on our account,” Tsukishima remarked, causing you to drop to the floor and let out a loud scream in surprise.

“Tsukki! You didn’t have to scare them like that,” Yamaguchi spoke up, walking out from behind him and over to you. He reached down and helped you back onto your feet.

“Why not? They’re the one that scared us first by sneaking away in the middle of the night.” He broke eye contact with his boyfriend to look over at you, the glare he was sending your way, made it perfectly clear that there would be no Yamaguchi saving you this time. You were definitely in trouble. “We thought you had resorted back to your old bad habits of trying to slip away when we weren’t looking. To think we would find you sitting comfortably in the living room, breaking a completely different rule instead. Care to enlighten me on just why you thought this would be okay? Didn’t you learn your lesson the last time you stayed up all night?”

Yamaguchi placed his hand on your back, giving you a sad look that, for some reason, filled you with guilt. “He’s right, Y/N. You looked so exhausted last time you stayed up this late that it really worried us. We thought for sure you would’ve gotten sick, and thank god you didn’t! We put the ‘no late-night gaming’ rule in for your own good.”

“Exactly, so what made you think it was okay for you to go and break it behind our backs?”

You felt so uncomfortable as both of their unwavering eyes locked onto you. Even when you didn’t respond right away, their gaze didn’t falter. Instead, Yamaguchi spoke up, gently whispering your name, to encourage you to speak.

“I just… couldn’t sleep,” you whispered

“You couldn’t sleep?” Tsukishima repeated, “So your solution was that, instead of using common sense and maybe waking one of us up, you decided to sneak away and play video games and lose even more sleep?”

“Well, it was just… you had a long day today, and I didn’t want to wake you up when I know just how exhausted you both were…” You trailed off, finding yourself avoiding eye contact with both of them and instead opting to look at the floor.

If you were looking at them you would’ve seen the touched look that fell over Yamaguchi’s face at your words. You were being considerate towards your boyfriends and chose to suffer alone instead of asking for help, just so they could catch up on some rest. At least that’s how he took it. And from the way Tsukki’s expression softened ever so slightly, he was probably thinking something similar.

“Just shut up already, and let’s go to bed.” He sighed, “All of us.”

You followed behind him. The tense atmosphere slowly fading, the closer you got to the bedroom. You slid into your usual spot between them, making your way under the covers and slowly closing your eyes.

“Face me, so I can make sure that your eyes are closed and you’re actually attempting to get some rest.” You obeyed, lazily turning your body over, causing the blanket to slip off you just a bit. You weren’t sure which one of them it was, but you felt the blanket being pulled over you again, covering you in the gentle warmth, and making it even harder for you to stay awake.

“Don’t worry, angel. Tomorrow when we come home, I’ll make sure to pick up some melatonin to help you get a whole night’s worth of rest.” Yamaguchi soothed. Rubbing up and down your back. Your muscles relaxing under the touch of his warm hand.

“And, Y/N?” Tsukishima called out to you, slowly running his knuckles down your cheek.

“Mhm?” You hummed, as you felt your body starting to sink, your mind barely grasping onto consciousness.

“Next time you can’t sleep. Just wake us up so we can help you, instead of sneaking around like an idiot.”

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Up In Smoke.

Commissioned by the very lovely @tink2kagome.

Pairing: Yandere!Dragon-Shifter!Yamaguchi x Reader (Haikyuu!!).

Word Count: 3.0k.

TW: Non-Con, AFAB!Reader, Rough Sex, Mentions of Blood, Mentions of Fire, Slight Infantilization, and Implied Kidnapping.

Yamaguchi claimed to be the runt of his litter.

He might’ve been lying. He lied about a lot of things, back then, when you'd first met him when you were still just a wide-eyed human tending to the wounds of the strange, charming creature who’d fallen out of the air and taken refuge in the forest that surrounded your village. He might’ve been lying, but he was smaller than most dragons, his talons were shorter, and when he chose to walk on two legs, to take on a form that was not completely unlike your own, he did appear more human than his kind tended to, from what you could gather from books and folklore.

And yet, his fangs were filled to defined points, sharp enough to draw blood from just a glance off tender skin. His wings were compact, sleek, barely visible when he tucked them against his back, but you’d watched him soar, seen the way he moved through the air as if flying were no more complicated than running and he adept when it came to both. You’d felt the heat of his fire, the intensity of it, even restrained to bonfires and torches and things meant to aid you, and you knew it could burn. You’d been a runt, too – that was why he said he liked you, why he trusted you. You knew what it was like to be surrounded by people stronger than you. You knew what it was like to struggle, even if the domestic inconveniences of a human couldn’t compare to that of a dragon. You knew what it was like to be smaller, softer, weaker.

And Yamaguchi wasn’t weak. He was a lot of things, but he wasn’t weak.

It was only a shame you couldn’t recognize that before he’d found a reason to put his strength on full display.

His fire was worse than it’d been, when allowed to burn freely. It was brighter, when left to its own devices, taller, hotter, the heat unbearable even after he’d carried you so far from the heart of the flame, from your village, from your home. The earth was cool against your back, but your face was hot, and your chest was heavy, and your entire body felt like you’d been left to act like kindling, as if you’d been abandoned as mercilessly as the rest of the small population, all the humans who hadn’t been lucky enough to earn Yamaguchi’s favor. Your head was— You couldn’t feel you—

You rolled onto your side, clutching your stomach and coughing, trying to expel the smoke you must’ve breathed in, before Yamaguchi intervened. Your head pounded and your lungs ached, but you could feel a scaled hand land on your shoulder, steadying you. A moment later, you made out a familiar voice, Yamaguchi’s, whispering to you as a parent would to a child who’d just woken up from a bad dream. “Breathe,” He encouraged, gently. As gently as he could, at least, considering he was the one who’d done this to you, in the first place. “Don’t try to do anything else. It gets easier, if you just focus on breathing.”

You managed a ragged inhale, clenching your eyes shut as you swallowed down the next fit, and Yamaguchi laughed, watching on as you fought to catch your breath. He was smiling, he wouldn’t stop smiling, grinning and showing off those awful fangs every time you managed to gather the strength to glance in his direction. You tried to sit up, to regain some of your dignity, but he stopped you, taking hold of your bicep and pinning you into place despite your feeble attempts to jerk yourself out of his grip. You knew better than to fight back in any meaningful way, but you couldn’t stop yourself from glaring, locking your jaw into place, holding yourself rigid. You wanted him to know you didn’t trust him, anymore. You wanted him to know you weren’t thankful that he’d ‘saved’ you, before he could try to argue that you should be. “You monster—”

If he had any interest in letting you speak your mind, it clearly wasn’t his priority. Before you could finish, he was kissing you, slotting his mouth against yours and slamming your back into the ground, leaving you just as breathless as you’d been minutes ago. You felt him groan, a tapered tongue running over your bottom lip, but his patience thinned quickly and, in a few seconds, he’d moved on to your neck, pecking at the junction between your jaw and your neck before digging his teeth into the meat of your shoulder. You hissed, but the pain was minimal, the puncture only skin-deep. You had a feeling it had more to do with his zeal than any significant desire not to hurt you.

This time, you didn’t bother trying to hold yourself back, shoving at his chest. He didn’t react, not at first, but you felt him pull away, putting just enough distance between you and him to bury his head in the crook of your neck, nuzzling into you, muffling another bark of giddy laughter. “You’re so pretty,” He mumbled, his voice low, more absent-minded than quiet or aggressive. “And soft. How do you survive like this? It must be so hard, fending off every beast that tries to take a bite of you.” He raised his head, his eyes catching the light before he sat up and his face fell into the shadows completely. “But I can take care of that, now. I can take care of you, now.”

“You’re not making sense.” He was erratic, overzealous. As if turning your home to ash was something he expected you to celebrate. “Please, you have to—Tadashi, stop!”

At some time, the end of your dress had started to tear, catching on debris and charring against blackened embers until the skirt barely reached your knee rather than falling to your calf. Yamaguchi seemed content to help the process along, using a single, curved talon to draw a line from your hip downward, exposing the undamaged skin underneath. Without a second thought, he brushed away the abused fabric completely, letting it pool at your waist as his head dipped and he latched onto the inside of your thigh, sucking harsh bruises into tender flesh. It hurt, even when he minded his teeth, suddenly careful with you, suddenly attentive. Suddenly cautious, as if he’d ever concerned himself with your safety before.

You tensed up, but he was unperturbed. There was another kiss, if you call it that, then a nip with just enough force behind it to draw blood, and you let yourself fall back, your frustration nearly overshadowing your anger, your fear, your dull awareness that every minute you spent here was a minute you could spent looking for survivors, or gathering usable supplies, or wishing you’d let Yamaguchi bleed out in the deep, dark corner of the forest where you’d found him. You felt a hand on your hip, another on your thigh, his nails working underneath your panties and angling in just the right way to…

You kicked, thrashing, struggling as violently as you could while he tore away your panties with his teeth, letting the scrap of cloth fall to the ground as you did what you could to drive your heel into his face, or his throat, or anything that would force him to get away from you. Yamaguchi only caught your ankle, throwing your leg over his shoulder, his attention already occupied elsewhere. He wasn’t gentle, nor did he try to be, running his long, pointed tongue over your slit and grinding his nose against your clit, lapping at your cunt like a man starved. It was messy, all of it, too eager not to be clumsy, and yet, something at the pit of your stomach twisted, and your body reacted in spite of your better intentions, something high-pitched and shameful bubbling up in the back of your throat the first time he fucked his tongue into you, stretching you further than any man in your village could – with their mouth or otherwise.

You tried to convince yourself that you were only disgusted, by that.

Your forced yourself to sit up, your hands shooting to his hair in an attempt to pry him away, but the effort excited Yamaguchi more than it disturbed him. He made a sound, something caught between a groan and a growl, and you keened, arching your back, digging your teeth into your bottom lip just to keep quiet. You felt warm, warmer than you had only an arm’s length away from his fire, as if the flames that ran through his veins had spilled into yours, too, as if you’d swallowed burning coals that refused to be doused so easily. It hurt. It didn’t hurt at all, not really, not as much as it felt like it should’ve.

It felt good, and you desperately wished that it didn’t.

He seemed to know that, too. He seemed to sense it, to recognize the way your nails dug into his scalp and your thighs clenched around his head, and he seemed to enjoy it, to savor it, to purr, letting something deep in his throat reverberate as he fucked you open with his tongue. In your haze, it almost reminded you of a cat, a mountain lion, one of the large, predatory animals you that used to wander through the outskirts of your village, sometimes, doing little more than frightening the children and harassing the livestock before slipping back into wilderness. You wandered if anyone had ever seen him, aside from you, aside from tonight. You wondered if yours hadn’t been the first village he strayed close enough to burn.

But, it wasn’t a thought allowed to linger for very long. You’d lost your focus, let your concentration drift, but Yamaguchi was able to reclaim it, pulling away just far enough to painfully, terribly, finally seal his lips around your clit and suck. This time, it was impossible to swallow down the way you cried out, a cracked moan escaping despite your attempts to stifle it. Your climaxed washed over you abruptly, without any warning, your legs locking up and every part of you shaking as he nursed you through it, taking hold of your hips, easing to the ground when your body failed and he realized he couldn’t push you any farther, not now, at least, not so soon.

Not the first time.

You felt his mouth on the curve of your hip, his hands on your waist, and you could taste yourself when he kissed you, a gesture you no longer bothered to fight against. You hadn’t recognized the scraps of kindness he offered before, not until you were stripped of them, left to whimper and writhe while his fangs cut into your lips and his chest pressed into yours until you couldn’t breathe, memories of smoke and ash and cinder that you’d only just managed to block out flooding back in the blink of an eye. By the time he pulled away, he didn’t have to hide his grin - there was nothing you could’ve done to make him stop, by then. There was nothing you ever could’ve done to make him stop.

“You know why I had to do it, right?” It sounded like he was just as breathless as you were, even if you knew he couldn’t be. “Humans just don’t trust dragons. They never would’ve let the two of us be together peacefully, and you shouldn’t have to live with that kind of strain. You shouldn’t have to be under that kind of stress.” He took you by the wrist, using your hand to cup his cheek. He didn’t hesitate to lean into your palm, as if he’d done so a thousand times. As if he’d earned that kind of intimacy. “I didn’t want that for my mate.”

Something inside of you recoiled, tangibly. You might’ve attacked him again, if you’d had any energy left to try. “I’m not your mate.”

“You will be.” You could’ve sworn that the flames burning in the distance were brighter than they had been, a few minutes ago. You could’ve sworn that the smile painted across Yamaguchi’s face was wider than it could’ve possibly been, if he were anything close to human. “Soon. Now that there’s no one who can keep us apart.”

Something nudged against your dripping entrance, slick and spiked. Reflexively, you glanced downward, your exhaustion dulling your trepidation.

Immediately, you wished you hadn’t.

“That’s not going to—” Your voice caught in your throat. You could feel his cock against your cunt, nearly the length of your forearm, dripping with something translucent and thick where it emerged from the slit beneath his navel. A lubricant, you hoped, for your own sake. To make your inevitable death just a little less agonizing. “You can’t… It won’t fit, you’ll kill—”

“It will,” He assured, taking up your thighs when you tried to clench your legs shut. “You’re going to be my mate, and I’m going to take care of you. You’ll be alright.”

But, you weren’t. Not really. You shouldn’t have been, at least.

If you were alright, it wouldn’t have felt that good.

It was warm. More than anything, it was warm, radiating the kind of mind-numbing, craze-inducing heat that made you claw at your stomach and throw your head back while he was still easing in the slanted, spongey tip. There was a strange shape to it, curved vaguely upward and broadened at the base, the unscaled flesh hardened and grooved in such a way that left you desperate to hold onto anything by the time his restraint faltered and his hips snapped forward, threatening to spear your cervix in a single, jolting thrust. If you focused, you might’ve been able to feel it in your throat. You didn’t want to focus. You didn’t want to feel anything at all.

But, you did. You could feel it, all of it, every inch, every twitch, and every defined, pulsing vein. You didn’t have a choice.

He’d never thought to give you one.

You tried to open your mouth, to say something that might make him pull out, but a sob replaced anything intelligent you might’ve said, then a moan so stretched so long and cracked so violently, it bordered on obscene. You didn’t want to, but Yamaguchi seemed to like it. His hands had been on the ground on either side of you, talons planted in the soil and leaf litter in an effort not to hurt you any more than he already was, but he didn’t seem reluctant to straighten his back, to wrap his claws around your thighs, to press your knees into your chest and force you into a position that let him reach a spot deeper inside you, more sensitive, more prone to making you mewl whenever his cock brushed against it. You felt hot. You felt tight, in a way that was all rigid tension and stilted comfort. You felt full.

You wanted it to stop. More than anything, you just wanted it to stop.

You almost thought he would, when you felt his ruthless pace slow, his breath hitching as his expression somehow stiffened and softened at the same time. But, it was little more than a passing hope, temporary and felting, and you were knocked out of it as soon as he slammed into you again, rutting into your cunt like his heart would stop beating the second he stopped. You lost all sense of rationality instantly, the stretch and the pain and the bliss rushing straight to your head, and in a blind panic, you reached towards him, towards anything, desperate for some trace of stability. He abided, leaning down just far enough to let you wrap your arms around your neck, your face soon hidden in his cold, heaving chest.

It wasn’t comforting, you doubted anything about him could be comforting right now, but you were able to try your hand at blocking out the rest of the world, at numbing your awareness of the bruises forming on your back, the soreness in your limbs, the sound of your own voice making such awful, guttural noises. You tried to ignore it, tried to ignore him, but you couldn't, not for very long, not once you heard his heartbeat, quick but not frantic, fierce but not scared. Once your clit caught on his pelvis, sparking something inside of you, making it just a little harder to want to push him away.

Until he bit into you, and it was all you could do to think about anything but his fangs.

Dug into your jugular. Latched onto you, like a parasite. Forced deep enough to draw blood that trickled down your neck and pulled on your chest, your midriff, anywhere it could, everywhere it could. You shut your eyes, but there was nothing you could do to stave it off, to stop your body from tightening up, to stop your pussy from clenching around him as the world went white. Yamaguchi groaned against your skin, going still above you, and something hot flooded into you, filling your cunt until it leaked out around his cock, staining the inside of your thighs. You felt sticky. You felt dirty.

You felt tired, and you weren’t sure if you’d be able to feel anything else again.

Yamaguchi eased out of you slowly, savoring the way you twitched and flinched back at the slight overstimulation. You kept your eyes closed throughout the agonizing process, curling your nails into your palms, letting the discomfort wash over you and tug you back into reality. You expected Yamaguchi to move, to stand, to take flight and leave you to suffer, but when you gathered up the nerve to look, he was only kneeling over you, staring on as you attempted to recover. For the first time since he’d landed, you noticed his wings, fully extended and poised at his sides. You noticed his smile, dazed and careless, too delirious to mean anything good.

“My perfect, delicate mate,” He muttered, cupping your cheek.

“I think it’s finally time to take you home.”

[mango-bango-bby]

Umm do you think you could do some yandere tsukkishima and yandere tadashi x reader headcannons? Like as in together? It’s fine if not <3

Also sorry for the constant like spam >_<

♡ Yandere Tsukishima and Yamaguchi Headcannons ♡

(A/N: I feel like I’m low on requests right now but I’m not. I have a lotta requests but they’re all for Dabi and Hawks. So it’s gonna be a lotta Dabi and Hawks fics soon so hope y’all don’t mind 🥺🥺👉👈)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere 

Summary: Good ol’ Yandere!Yamaguchi and Tsukishima headcanons! (Yan!Yamaguchi x GN!Reader x Yandere!Tsukisima)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

♡ Both of them are pretty close friends, so they find out about each obsessions for you fairly quickly. Although Yamaguchi is definitely the one to bring up the idea of sharing you.

♡ On the beginning Tsukishima is against the idea of sharing you, but only because he’s in denial of his feelings for you. He tries to act like he doesn’t care but then Yamaguchi puts the idea of someone else stealing you from them and that makes him realize his obsessive feelings for you.

♡ Yamaguchi is adamant that they need to start a relationship normally with you. As much as he’d love to keep you away from everyone else and keep you in their home, he really doesn’t want to scare you or upset you. However Tsukishima thinks that they only way you’ll ever be with them is kidnapping you, and he eventually convinces Yamaguchi that it’s the right way to get you to be with them.

♡ Even if they do plan on kidnapping you, Yamaguchi does in convince Tsukishima that they need to at least befriend you. Yamaguchi is definitely the one you like more at first because Tsukishima teases you a lot. He doesn’t know how else to express his feelings.

♡ Its not long before they kidnap you, Yamaguchi is constantly worried for your safety and Tsukishima is very insecure and always thinks someone is going to steal you from them. So that causes them both decide to kidnap you very quickly. They make sure to knock you out first as not to scare you or hurt you. Even if they know that you’re going to be terrified at first.

♡ Yamaguchi and Tsukishima are both very different in how they react to you after kidnapping you. Yamaguchi is apologizing profusely and telling you that you don’t need to be scared.

♡ During that though Tsukishima is also saying you don’t need to worry although he’s trying to keep you safe and he makes sure you’re not moving around to much and hurting yourself on the restraints.

♡ Despite how tough Tsukishima seems, he and Yamaguchi are very physically affectionate with you! Yamaguchi sleeps with his arms around you and his head against your chest, and Tsukishima is constantly resting his head on top of yours.

♡ Tsukishima usually has to do the punishments, Yamaguchi just can’t bring himself to do it. Even though they aren’t that bad, just locking you up for a bit. But either way, Yamaguchi just can’t do it. But don’t worry, they’ll both be willing to comfort you after. So expect lots of cuddles from them after your punishment.

♡ Yamaguchi is spoiling you to the max! He absolutely loves getting you things, things that he thinks that you’ll like. Tsukishima makes fun of him for it but he doesn’t care, he actually likes seeing you happy with the things he got you.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ Thank you for reading, darling!!

[seiyasabi]

Yamaguchi’s Awakening

(Here’s a Yandere Yamaguchi Tadashi x Female Reader story :PP I know you only mentioned a Mommy fic, but I kinda added a lil more ‘spice’ to that lol, so I hope that’s okay! If not, feel free to message me! Also, he’s known the stutter, so I made it a bit prevalent in the story. Sorry if that’s annoying.

TW: !Noncon/dubcon!, Mommy kink!, !You are p mean lol, Painslut Yama!, Masochist Yama!, You physically fight him but he loves it, practically wrestles you to the floor!, thigh fucking, creampie!, Calls himself baby boy but alternates that w ‘pig slut!’, etc.. 

Please proceed with caution!) 

You woke up to Tadashi’s moans, eyes practically popping open in both terror and confusion. You’d taken a nap whilst waiting for him to come home from work, but you hadn’t expected to wake up to such a lewd sound. 

Pushing yourself up with shaky arms, your slip’s thin straps slide off of your moisturised shoulders, causing more of your cleavage to show in the skimpy garment. Tired eyes land on the green haired man’s slumped form, his long, lean body practically falling off of a plush chair on the other side of the room. His large hand is fisting his cock at an alarming pace, while his hips stutter upwards to meet his ministrations. 

“What the hell are you doing?” You frown in mild annoyance, scoffing in disgust. Is he really getting off to your sleeping form? 

“Mu-Mommy!” His face is pulled into the perfect Ahegao expression, tongue lolling out stupidly, as drool drips down his chin. Beads of sweat intermix with his perfectly scattered freckles, and if it weren’t for the fact that Tsukishima helped him kidnap you, you most likely would have found it arousing, “Puh-Please pu-punish me! I-I’m such a-a bad boy!” 

Screwing your face up in disgust, you practically spit venom at him, “Oh my God, you’re fucking disgusting. How dare you-” 

With a loud whine, he cums. His liquidy release coats his chest in large streaks, partially splashing himself in the face with his own spunk. The liquid creates a large puddle on the floor, demonstrating just how much semen he’s stored in his purple tinged balls. The sight before you has left you absolutely speechless, as Tadashi keens and whines for you to punish him. 

“Please, please, Mommy! I-I need you to-” 

“What the actual fuck did I just witness?” Your eyes never leave the puddle on your room’s wood look tile, “Oh my God, you’re such a disgusting pervert.”

At your words, the freckled man practically throws his naked body onto your lap, “Yu-you chose me! That means that you love me, right? A-and if Mommy loves me, she should punish me for being bad! Please hit me!” His previously softened cock is now standing back at attention, humping at your exposed legs. 

One of your perfectly manicured hands (thanks to Yamaguchi’s hard work) shoves his head off of your stomach, “Get the fuck off of me! Clearly, I chose wrong, because you’re just a slobbering pig!” Tears bead his large eyes, but the tall man doesn’t back down. He continues to try to rut against you, causing your shoves to become more violent, until you effectively shove him off of your bed. He lands on the hard ground with a ‘smack,’ as he moans on impact. 

“Ye-yes! Hi-hit me mu-more! I de-deserve it, your baby bu-boy deserves it!” He tries once more to crawl his way onto you, but you react far quicker than him. You use the ball of your foot to push him away by the forehead, dropping him back onto the cold floor. 

“Stay the fuck away from me! I knew I should’ve liked your asshole for a best friend, at least he wouldn’t be such a fucking weirdo!” You push yourself off of your bed, trying to escape to the bathroom, but it’s to no avail. Tadashi, in some sort of lucidity, drags you to the ground with him. His lean form tries to trap you to the floor, but your thrashing limbs and harsh elbows keep him from getting too close, “Stop it! Let go of me-”

“Du-don’t say you want someone else! Your precious piggy will do anything you want! Let your baby boy make his Mommy feel good!” You end up on your back, allowing your hands to worm their way between the two of you, and create a small distance. Taking full advantage of that, you get a single hand up by your face, which gives you the perfect opportunity to slap the dogshit out of the feral man. 

He moans breathily, as if he’s savouring the feeling of your harsh touches, “You’re fucking pathetic, Yamaguchi. No one would willingly choose you, which is why you lied and manipulated me!” You smack him multiple more times, his freckled, drooly cheeks quickly becoming bright red. You force your knees against his toned stomach, kneeing him uncomfortably in the ribs, which he just pushed more of his weight on. 

“Yes! Yes! Tell me more of the things you hate about me! Your harsh words are almost enough to make me cum!” Screwing up your face in absolute fury, you punch him in the throat, whilst simultaneously kicking him in the cock, causing him to cum immediately with a small scream, “Mu-Mommy, your piggy is cumming!” His hot, watery cum lands on your slip clad body, making you want to vomit. So, in a last ditch effort, you shove him off whilst he’s still recovering from a second intense orgasm. 

Scrambling to your feet, you make a break for the bathroom door, only to be dragged down to the floor by a firm grip on your ankle. Tadashi’s hot, wet body slots itself on top of yours, effectively pinning you down. Although he may be quite slim, his sheer size is enough to weigh you down. 

“Get off of me! You’re fucking sick!” He pants next to your ear, practically trying to mount you like a dog. His chest is firmly against your back, pushing down your lower half. His knees spread yours apart, allowing him to slot himself between your legs. 

You try to hit him, but because he’s behind you, your hits don’t land very hard. Both of his hands fumble whilst he tries to push your panties down, causing you to thrash even more than before. Growing tired of your ministrations, he rips the garment from your pussy. 

“Stop it! Yamaguchi, get off of me! Don’t do this to me!” Tears drip down your face in thick rivulets, as you sob in pure fury, “I-I’ll never forgive you! I’ll never forgive a pathetic fuck like you! I should have never become your friend- you don’t deserve any!” He lightly moans at your words, not quite listening to what you have to say, but enjoying your harsh tone. 

“Ye-yes, Mommy! Threaten me! I love how you belittle me so well!” He then tries to force his long cock inside of you, but is unsuccessful. You’d just barely moved your thighs together in time, blocking him from breaching your unprepared walls. But, that doesn’t seem to faze him, as he starts to hump your sweat slickened thighs, “Oh-oh my God, your thighs feel so good, Mommy! Your piggy slut loves them!” His eyes are practically rolling to the back of his head, as multiple squirts of precum escape his cock, slicking your pussy opening inadvertently. 

You throw your elbows at his head again, but he just lets them hit him, relishing your harsh blows. If anything, your attempted hits trigger him to hump you even faster. Which, in turn, unfortunately, causes him to accidentally hook his cockhead on your cunny opening, and force his prick inside of you. Your mouth gapes in both shock and pain, as you let out a shrill scream. He slams a sweaty hand over your mouth, fortunately minding your nose, letting you breathe through it. His entire body is convulsing, as he sits inside of you, relishing your twitching walls around his cock. 

“Mu-Mommy’s piggy lu-loves Mommy’s pu-pussy!” In quick, sudden movements, he bucks his hips into yours, his breeder balls slapping against your clit with every thrust. Your pants and light moans are muffled behind his hand, as you continue to cry and try to get free. Your thrashing does nothing but seat you further on his long cock, allowing him to hit your g-spot with every movement. Your pussy gushes at his ministrations, as you fall limp, “Fu-fuck, Mommy! Mommy, I-I’m gunna cum!” 

Your slack mouth tries to deny him, but your eyes practically roll up into your skull as you cum suddenly, spraying girl cum on his cock and on the floor below your chest, practically covering your entire torso. Feeling your orgasm milking his cock, Yamaguchi cums quickly after you, filling you to the brim with his watery, overabundant cum. It was like he was trying to fill every crevice inside of you with his milk, relishing how well you take him. You practically collapse to the ground, no longer having the strength to hold yourself off of the now slick wood look tile. This, in turn, causes his still cumming cock to fall out of you, spraying your ass and thighs with his seed. 

Yamaguchi strokes himself, trying to wring out as much cum as possibly on your crumpled, fucked out form. He looks down at you with an innocent grin, before smooching you kindly on the face, “Thank you, Mommy, your baby boy feels sooo much better, now that I’ve filled your pretty cunny! Do you want a bath?” 

You say nothing, seemingly still in shock at what just transpired. Yams coos at you, trying to gain your attention, but when you don’t respond, he takes it upon himself to clean you up. 

“It’s okay, sometimes when Tsukki would experiment with me, I’d be too sore to move, too! Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re all pretty and clean after a long, hot bath.” 

With wobbly legs, the tall man stalks off to the bathroom, not batting an eye at your weird silence. 

[yanderecrazysie]

Adore

For the Curves and Kisses collab!

Can I just say I was so happy to write this? I, myself, am chubby irl. Although I want to change that, and have been losing weight over the past year or so, I still want people to love me for who I am regardless. I’m lucky enough to have people encouraging me and letting me know that I’ll always be beautiful to them.

Yamaguchi takes this to the extremes a little-

Title: Adore

Pairings: Yamaguchi x Chubby! Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, stalking, some insecurities, drugging, Yamaguchi means well but does not do well

Summary: Yamaguchi loves you just the way you are. If you’re going to doubt your beauty, then he’ll just have to prove to you how lovable you are.

Note: Thank you @ceo-of-daichi for letting me join the collab! I had a lot of fun writing it, so I hope everyone likes reading it!

adore

/verb/

love and respect (someone) deeply.

Yamaguchi was grateful that you never messed with your bedroom curtains.

Thick material that blocked out any shadows or silhouettes that were meant to be shown, covering most of your window. All but one little corner on the left.

From the angle it was at, it was extremely unlikely that you’d ever spot him, but that didn’t stop him from anxiously ducking any time you looked in his general vicinity. He often worried that you may open your curtains someday, then close them again in a way that covered up that perfect peeping spot he’d been using for months.

He didn’t mean to be creepy, and he always minded your privacy. Relatively speaking, of course. If you were getting changed, he’d cover his eyes until he was sure you’d finished. He’d only misjudged the time once, and he’d been so embarrassed that he ran all the way back to his house, his face the color of a ripe tomato.

He watched you step in front of your full-length mirror, frowning as you surveyed your reflection with a critical eye. Yamaguchi let out a sad sigh as he watched you do so, his heart aching at the thought that you might see yourself as anything less than beautiful.

Yamaguchi knew what it was like, to feel like a part of your appearance is judged harshly. When he was younger, people made fun of his freckles, and, as he got older, a few people mistook them for acne. He was so self-conscious about them for so long and then…

You talked with your friend about features you found cute. You’d insisted that you didn’t have a type, and that you’d like someone for their personality, not their looks. But when your friend pressed you to give just one thing you think is cute you had given an answer Yamaguchi could have never expected.

Freckles. You thought freckles were cute.

He was already leaning forward in his seat to eavesdrop, and that statement just about knocked him out of the chair. Finally, he felt comfortable with his face, with the feature he worried most about.

You liked freckles, so he was proud to have them. He could have been beaten up in an alleyway that day for having them and he’d die happy knowing that you liked them.

Sure, you didn’t specifically say his freckles were cute- it was just a general statement, but it was the closest he’d ever felt to being loved by you. He sat behind you in every class for two years and one semester, and never once did you notice him.

Yamaguchi wasn’t the most noticeable guy- he knew he was fairly plain-looking. Although a part of him wished you’d turn around and see him (really see him, not just pass a homework sheet back to him), another part of him was too nervous to handle talking to you yet.

He wished that he could hold your round cheeks in his hands and stroke them gently with his thumb or that he could wrap an arm around your plush waist and draw your soft body close to his. If you wanted to work on getting healthier or losing weight, he would fully support you, but if you didn’t, he’d be fine with that too!

You were the most beautiful girl in the entire world. Yamaguchi believed that with every cell in his body. No model or celebrity could match up to you- not in any way, shape, or form. And now, as you twirled around in the mirror, looking happy about something or other, he felt that he was the luckiest man in the world, just for being able to be in your presence. Whether you were aware of it or not.

You weren’t usually one for parties, but it was a friend’s birthday, so you didn’t have much of a choice. Normally so caught up in studies, you barely knew what to do with yourself when you stepped through the door of the club. People were everywhere- drinking, dancing, sitting… in fact, one couple seemed to be doing all three at once.

It wasn’t your scene, not by any means, but it wasn’t about you tonight, it was about your bestie turning twenty-two. The other girls were all either already twenty-two or were nearing it, so it was finally a year you could all legally go drinking together.

You all took a seat in an area with at the least-sticky barstools, chattering excitedly with each other about the latest gossip. When a tall man interrupted and invited the birthday girl to dance and you all encouraged her to go, the group of you giggling like schoolgirls.

Like some sort of magic switch being flicked, men came over and, one-by-one, your friends were whisked off to dance with handsome strangers. You idly twirled your necklace in your fingers, unsure whether you were relieved or disappointed that you hadn’t been asked yet.

“I’m not big on dancing, but can I at least buy you a drink?” A soft, masculine voice asked softly behind you. You turned around to find a shyly-smiling man behind you. He looked to be about your age, but definitely overdressed for a nightclub. He looked more like he was going to a wedding with the wrinkle-free black suit he was wearing.

“That’d be great, thanks,” You smiled warmly, “I’m not big on dancing either.”

The man turned his face, blushing so brightly his freckles disappeared under the red glow, “S-so what’s a beautiful lady like you doing all alone?”

It sounded cheesy, like something out of a romance movie, and the mystery man didn’t sound even remotely suave when he said it, but you found it even more endearing that way, “Birthday party. For a friend, I mean, not mine.”

“You really are, though.” The young man said. When he noticed your confused expression, he backtracked, “Beautiful! A beautiful lady! You really are beautiful, yeah, sorry I’m- I’m not very good at…” the poor guy gestured awkwardly, looking at the ground as though he wished it’d swallow him up.

“Aww, thanks! I don’t really think so, but it’s nice of you to say!” You giggled at his bashfulness and took a sip of the drink he’d bought you, not taking your eyes off of his.

“You are beautiful.” The man’s voice was deadly serious, his gaze hardening, “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and you shouldn’t doubt that. Ever.”

It was your turn to flush, a little uncomfortable by how serious he suddenly was, “I didn’t mean to fish for compliments or anything, I just… I meant…” You decided to cut off your flustered stutters with a deep drink from your glass.

“I know you didn’t, (Y/n).”

The man began to talk, letting you down a few shots of alcohol, always filled back up again by the bartender on the stranger’s request. The conversation started with him talking enthusiastically about a hobby you both shared, but as the discussion wore on, you found yourself slowly drifting.

You forced yourself to talk, hoping that would stave away whatever drowsiness was tugging at your subconscious, “What’s your name? I don’t think I ever caught it.”

“Yamaguchi Tadashi!” His grin was almost blinding, the man seeming so pleased that you were taking an interest in him.

The sleepy feeling remained as you tried to introduce yourself and you stopped midway, realizing three disturbing things in quick succession.

Firstly, you hadn’t introduced yourself to Yamaguchi before this moment, yet he knew your name. He’d used it earlier on in the conversation, you remember that vividly.

Second, the alcohol you’d been consuming was your favorite drink. You would have assumed it was a coincidence, if it didn’t look different from normal. The water was foggy and the ice had sunk to the bottom. Signs as if it had been… tampered with.

And the third thing...

You weren’t sitting at the barstool anymore. No, your exhausted brain wasn’t able to catch up to your body. The body that had been slowly sinking into Yamaguchi’s embrace for several minutes.

He lifted you into the air with an ease you’d never been carried with before. His hands groped your doughy flesh and he sighed blissfully before nuzzling his nose into your hair with a childlike giggle.

“You really are the most beautiful woman in the world, (Y/n),” Yamaguchi said softly, laying a gentle kiss on your forehead, “I’ll show you just how much I love you… how perfect you are… you’ll stay with me until you learn that you’re beautiful.”

The door to the nightclub closed silently behind him as he carried you through the parking lot, the two of you unnoticed by the dancing crowd.

“And even after you do, you’ll stay with me so I can appreciate every inch of your beauty.”

[mortedeveles]

best friends | yamaguchi tadashi

COPYRIGHT © 2021 BY VELES. DO NOT REPOST, PLAGIARIZE, OR READ MY CONTENT AS ASMR OR AUDIOFICS.

summary: Yamaguchi Tadashi is a selfish guy. What he wants, he’ll get. No matter the consequences.

pairing: yandere! Yamaguchi Tadashi x fem! reader. (fem!reader isn’t explicitly specified though) 

genre: yandere, angst, NO HAPPY ENDING (well i’d say so). [ONE-SHOT]

tags + TW’s: PLEASE READ THIS! This is a yandere fanfiction, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Yandere themes, stalking, kidnapping, physical and graphic violence, emotional manipulation, description of blood, character death (not reader!), body multilation, IT’S A BIT BLOODY + GOREY, PLEASE BE CAREFUL! Slightly suggestive (?) But no sexual content. Also, 1 year age gap between reader and Yamaguchi. He also might be OOC, I’m not sure if I did his character justice :,,)

word count: 3.8K words (3,863)

A/N: I wrote all of this in an hour today, kinda proofread? So it might be a bit rough. But anyway, I hope you guys enjoy it!! Please make sure to reblog, comment and like if you enjoyed it!! <3

edit: I forgot to mention, (C/N) means Character/Name! So you can name the C/N whatever you’d like :) 

Yamaguchi Tadashi knows you like the back of his hand. He knows you better than you know yourself- and there's no doubt in his mind about it. You wake up at 5:30 in the morning, brush your teeth, eat breakfast, get dressed, and then you walk to Karasuno high school, decked up in your manager tracksuit. He's got an entire notebook dedicated to your weekly schedule, he writes down any differences that happen in your schedule, has your likes and dislikes written down and so much more; he knows everything about you.

He first met you in his second year. After the third years had left Karasuno, Yachi was the only manager of the boy's volleyball club- until she recruited you. She began to train you so you would fulfill your duties independently once it was her time to leave.

The moment his eyes met yours, he was breathless. Your eyes were bright and wide, with a face so welcoming and friendly but at the same time, unbelievably beautiful, he swore he felt his face grow red. And then you smiled shyly and waved at him, and Yamaguchi swore he forgot how to breathe. Smiling shakily, he returned your wave. 

You've been friends with Yamaguchi since you joined the team. Everyone welcomed and embraced you like family, and you quickly became friends with them. Throughout the school year, the two of you have grown so close together that one could even say that other than Tsukishima, you were Yamaguchi's best friend. He knew you also appreciated him dearly as a friend, but you didn't feel anything beyond that. But that was okay. Soon enough, Yamaguchi would make you see him more than just your best friend. 

You knew of his affections towards you as a friend but didn't know any further than that. You were completely unaware; oblivious, to his true, perverted nature. Unaware of the sickly love and thoughts that swarmed his head whenever you were with him. And even when you weren't around, he followed you home nearly every day. After a tiring day of practice, he would help you pack up, wait for you to head out, and then follow closely behind. You had never noticed, and it made Yamaguchi wonder what else he could do without you noticing. His face warmed at the thought.

Tsukishima quickly became aware of the....crush, Yamaguchi had on you, but he was oblivious to the extent of the green-haired boy's affections. And as the third year of high school quickly descended upon him and you became a second-year, Yamaguchi begins to consider the situation with more seriousness. Last year, he's only fooled around, scared off some potential threats to his future relationship with you, and learned everything there was to your life and personality.

As the newly appointed captain of Karasuno, he knows that he'll be spending more time with you, and the thought makes him giddy.

There are gentle, small voices in his head that giggle with excitement and agree with him. They only fuel his determination further, and he begins to plan. Next week, he's going to confess to you; in front of the whole team, so you'll feel cornered and have no option but to accept if you don't want to break your poor captain's heart. And although he's only a year older than you, he's sure he can use his power and authority to fully convince you. After he's cornered you and intimidation has fully swept over you, Yamaguchi's sure that you'll be in his arms soon enough. And if not, he's a patient man. He's already waited one year- what's a little bit more of time? But it's the last year of high school, and he needs to cage you in before you spread your wings and fly away from him.

''Hey. Are you coming?'' Tsukishima's bored voice snaps him out of his thoughts and Yamaguchi shakes his head before grinning and nodding.

''Sorry, Tsukki! Let me just pack up and then we can leave.'' 

                                                     『••✎••』

Your eyes feel heavy and you're barely able to keep them open as you tread tiredly around the gymnasium, taking out the volleyball net and preparing it for the team. You weren't able to get much sleep last night since you stayed up, giggling and grinning at the thought of the handsome boy who you had been texting with this past week. (C/N), had been your childhood friend until he moved away. But now he's contacted you after years of silence and he seems keen on reconnecting with you. And really, who are you to complain? It doesn't help that you've already found him on social media, and he's become quite an attractive guy; much different from the little boy with chubby cheeks that lingers in your childhood memories. He had asked you out on a date last night and you were ecstatic. You quickly agreed, and you were to meet him today after school at a local ice cream parlor. As you prepared the court's equipment for training, there was a dreamy smile on your lips. You were so entertained in your fantasies you didn't notice when Yamaguchi and Tsukishima stepped into the gymnasium, nor did you hear when the green-haired boy greeted you.

It was until you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder that you returned to reality, blinking rapidly.

''-/N? Y/N, are you feeling okay?'' The concerned tone in Yamaguchi's voice snaps you awake and you drop the volleyball you were holding, smiling sheepishly and rubbing the back of your head.

''Ah! Sorry Yamaguchi, I was distracted.'' You shoot him an embarrassed smile, but his eyebrows furrow in concern.

''You look tired Y/N, did you sleep well alright?'' Your friend's voice is dripping with concern, eyes wide and it makes your heart pang with guilt.

''Oh it's okay, I'm sorry for worrying you. But yeah, I didn't get much sleep,'' you frown and bend down to retrieve the volleyball, staring at it. ''I was...busy.'' And then the giddy feeling returns to your chest, and you force down an absurdly excited smile. 

''Oh? Is everything alright? Do you need help with anything? I'm always here if you need something, Y/N.'' The boy smiles warmly at you, and you smile back, appreciating his kind gesture. Yamaguchi truly is a thoughtful friend, you think to yourself. 

''Yes, everything's okay. Thanks for the offer, but I'm fine. Nothing that a good night's sleep can't fix.'' You laugh nervously, although you're not sure why you feel slightly nervous.

''Oh...okay,'' Yamaguchi walks at your side as you pick up volleyballs from the floor, carrying another bunch of volleyballs.

''Listen, I want to tell you something important, so could you stay a little bit of time after school?'' You're about to quickly reject his offer, but he's looking at you with a pair of puppy eyes that make it hard to say no. You sigh and nod, and the boy cheers in victory.

''Great! Thanks, Y/N, you're the best.'' He smiles and pats your shoulder, and a small shiver runs through your body as his hand lingers a second longer than expected. And for a split second, there's an unsettlingly sweet smile on his face but when you blink, it's just Yamaguchi and his normal, kind smile. The one he gives to everyone.

''No problem...'' You murmur as he walks away and chats with Kageyama and Hinata, who had just arrived. There's a feeling of dread bubbling in your stomach, and you're not sure why. With a sigh, you shake your head and resume your activities, hoping it'll quickly go away. 

••

Much to your dismay, the feeling of dread that's been distracting you doesn't go away. It clings to you throughout the day at school, and it only grows stronger when the volleyball team finishes the second session of practice after school, and it's time to pack up and go home. A gut feeling tells you that you need to rush out of there, but Yamaguchi wants to talk to you, so you brush away the gut feeling. Maybe you're just on edge today, but you'll get over it soon. Besides, it's Yamaguchi; your trusted friend. What could go wrong?

''Y/N!" Yamaguchi calls you over, where he's talking to the other third years; Yachi, Tsukishima, Kageyama, and Hinata.

''Hi,'' you smile at the others and then look at your friend, swallowing nervously. ''What's up, Tadashi?'' You don't miss the way his eyes widen and his cheeks grow red at your use of his first name- and you instantly begin to regret it. The feeling of dread pools in your stomach as you slowly begin to piece together what's about to happen. 

''I...I wanted to tell you something,'' the boy scratches his neck nervously. He takes a deep breath, looks at you directly, and smiles nervously. 

''Ever since we met, Y/N, I've always thought you were a very beautiful girl,'' his voice is nothing but sincere, but your smile drops instantly. ''And my opinion hasn't changed. You're an amazing friend- and a great manager!'' He laughs nervously. ''I appreciate all the work Yachi and you do for us. But anyway, I want to get to the point,'' his face grows redder and your feeling of dread grows tremendously. ''I've liked you- like, like you, for months now. Would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend, Y/N?'' He holds out his hand expectantly, staring at you with wide and pleading eyes. The first and second years are whooping and cheering in excitement, and when you turn to look at the third years, Yachi and Hinata are smiling encouragingly at you with raised thumbs. ''Go for it!'' You see Yachi mouth silently. All the commotion is beginning to overwhelm you and nausea begins to take over your body. Yamaguchi's still holding out his hand and he's still smiling at you.

''I....I....'' Everyone grows quiet as you open your lips to respond, and then you feel a dozen of eyes pinned on you. It's overwhelming, you can't focus and everything's too loud.

''I'm sorry,'' you manage to choke out. ''I like another boy-,'' you silently curse yourself for mentioning C/N- it's going to make Yamaguchi feel worse! ''I can't accept your confession.'' You hear a few gasps from the second and third years, but they say nothing. 

Yamaguchi's smile falters, but you're quick to place a hand on his shoulder and force a strained smile on your face. Even if you feel you're about to throw up.

''Tadashi, you're an amazing friend. I love you so much, and you've been nothing but supportive and nice to me. But I'm sorry, I truly am, but I don't feel the same way. Don't beat yourself over it, okay?'' Your voice slowly becomes tiny and you want to curl into a ball. ''You're an amazing guy but I'm not the right one for you. Trust me, you'll find someone one day who'll appreciate you for who you are and love you with all their heart. But that....that isn't me. I'm sorry.'' Your eyes are burning with tears as you rush to grab your bag and flee from the gym, pushing past crowds of students and racing out of the school. Your heart's beating rapidly, stomach twisting, and mind swarming with an overwhelming amount of emotions. Everything's too much- you can't focus on anything- god, it feels like your heart is about to combust. 

You sit down on the sidewalk, dropping your bags on the ground, and bury your face between your knees, inhaling sharply. You don't know how much time you spent there, trying to calm yourself down, but soon enough, your heart stops beating so harshly and settles down, and so does your stomach. Once you've regained your composure, you take a deep breath and reach for your phone- but you freeze.

Your phone's gone. It's not in your pockets, and as you search desperately in your bag, it's not there either. You've lost your phone. You don't know what time it is, either. What if you've already missed your date with C/N?! Shaking your head, you frown as you notice the street you're standing on. Your house is still at a considerable distance, and you need your phone back as soon as possible. With a sigh, you begin to trudge back to Karasuno High School, hoping you won't bump into anyone on the way there. The school's empty by the time you get there, which makes you exhale with relief, and you begin to walk towards the gym, feeling much more relieved. You won't have to deal with Yamaguchi then. As you pull out your keys and unlock the gymnasium's doors, you raise an eyebrow. You hear a muffled voice- wait a second...was that a scream? Hesitantly, you stand still and strain your ears; but the noise has gone silent. You continue to unlock the doors and swing them open, but the sight ahead of you makes you drop your school bag in shock.

It's dark and only a few LED lights are on, shining on a person that's sitting on a chair. Their head is hung low, and you can spot ropes binding their feet to the chair.

''What....what on earth is going on?'' You whisper to yourself. At the sound of your voice, the person raises their head. A shocked and fearful gasp leaves your lips and you quickly slap your hand over your mouth, cringing. 

Only a few feet ahead of you, C/N sits on the chair, face bloody and bruised. His eyes widen when he spots you and he groans in pain. 

''Y/N?'' He murmurs, eyes half-closed. ''Y/N!'' His eyes grow wide and he begins to shake his head and trash in the chair. ''You need to leave, now! Run!'' 

''What?'' You stare at him in disbelief. ''No! You're hurt! What's going on?'' You rush to his side and begin to assess his appearance, holding his face gently. 

''No, no! Forget about me!'' He pauses as the both of you hear approaching footsteps. C/N thrashes in his chair and shakes his head. ''Run!'' He hisses before his chair is dragged into the darkness. You scream and fall on your back, quickly turning around and running towards the exit. But before you can take a step forward, a hand covers your mouth as another hand wraps around your ankle. Your screams are muffled and you thrash around in the person's grip, but it's no use. Their grip is insanely strong, and they won't even budge. They stop and sigh, and all of the gymnasium's LED lights are turned on. You whimper in protest and your eyes burn with the sudden invasion of light but you continue to thrash until you catch a glimpse of green hair. You freeze in your place, feeling your blood run cold. A familiar chuckle echoes behind you and the person loosens their grip as if they've noticed your reaction. 

''Well, well,'' Yamaguchi's voice is harsh and taunting as you slowly get on your feet. ''Took you long enough, Y/N,'' he purred as he slung an arm around your shoulder, forcing you to walk forward with him. ''I was starting to think you wouldn't show up, and poor C/N over here would've died without seeing you for one last time.'' He snickered, and you gulped.

''Yamaguchi?'' Your voice is barely louder than a whisper, and the boy clicks his tongue in disapproval.

''Yamaguchi? You were so lenient on calling me Tadashi earlier, where did that go?'' There's a wicked grin on his face that makes you whimper. 

''Tadashi...'' you say. Maybe complying will avoid more conflict, you think. ''What are you doing- why are you doing this?''

He scoffs and walks over the C/N, whose head is once again hung low- but something tells you he won't be waking up for a while. The thought makes your heart drop to your stomach.

''What am I doing?'' He shakes his head. ''What does it look like I'm doing?!'' From his pocket, he pulls out a long and shiny knife, stained with blood. You swallow audibly.

Yamaguchi shakes his head and smiles at you, twirling the knife in his right hand.

''You should've just accepted my confession, Y/N. Why did you have to reject me?'' His voice grows pained and you notice that his eyes begin to water, but you quickly shake your head. Snap out of it! You tell yourself. He's trying to manipulate you.

''Am I... Am I not enough for you? You said I'm an amazing guy- you said you love me! So why....'' He's hiccuping by now, tears spilling down his cheeks. ''Why won't you be with me?'' 

He sniffles and rubs at his weeping eyes and you bite your lip, taking a slow step forward. ''Tadashi...'' You hold up your hands, attempting to appear non-threatening. ''You don't have to do this. We can talk this out, okay? Just let C/N go, and we can talk.'' 

At the mention of the other boy's name, it's like you flipped a switch in Yamaguchi. He grows ominously quiet, and his grip around the knife tightens. When he looks up, he's brushed away all his tears and all that's left are red-rimmed, bloodshot eyes. 

''Let him go?'' He scoffs and grabs C/N by the jaw. C/N's eyes are slowly beginning to flutter open and your eyes widen-isn't he supposed to be unconscious?

''I didn't hit him that hard if that's what you're wondering,'' Yamaguchi laughs. ''I mean, earlier, I did. I punched and struck at him until there was blood dripping from my hands. I'm still not sure who's blood it is.'' He giggles a little too cheerful for someone who's just kidnapped a person, and you feel sweat slowly roll down your forehead. 

But then his giggles die down, and you watch C/N wince as Yamaguchi's grip on his jaw tightens. ''The last thing I'm doing is letting this bastard go. He nearly stole you away from me, you know? I saw your messages. He told you all types of things. I'm glad I took your phone, lord knows what would've happened if you met up with him today.'' Your eyes widen and your jaw slackens. You can see your phone, neatly tucked away in Yamaguchi's front pockets. ''And what can I say? After reading the messages, I can see that C/N is truly a gentleman,'' the green-haired boy cooed, before delivering a punch to C/N's face. You let out a gasp of distress, eyebrows furrowing. You want to rush forward- but you can't move. ''You disgust me,'' he snarled and brought the knife closer to C/N's throat. 

''Stop!'' You're on the verge of the tears, but you hold them back. ''Tadashi, please stop. You can have me- I'll do whatever you want,'' One by one, the tears begin to seep from your eyes. ''Just please don't hurt him.'' 

Yamaguchi begins to lower the knife, and he smiles. You swallow as he begins to walk towards you, and your knees begin to tremble. 

''Are you-are you gonna hurt me?'' You nearly sob out the words as Yamaguchi pulls you into his arms, burrowing his face in your neck. He chuckles, the vibrations making you shiver. His breath is warm on your neck, and you bite down a whimper of distress as he presses a soft kiss on your exposed skin.

And then he pulls away, smiling with disbelief. ''Hurt you? Sweetheart, what part of this makes you think I'm going to hurt you?'' Yamaguchi gently raised his hand to your forehead, brushing away stray pieces of your hair. ''I'd never lay a hand on you,'' he murmurs. But then C/N groans behind Yamaguchi, and your body tenses. And so does Yamaguchi's, as he pulls back his arms and sighs. Your heart skips a beat as he pulls out the knife again and kneels in front of C/N, tutting in disapproval. 

''Alright. Off you go then.'' Yamaguchi begins to cut at the ropes with his knife, and soon enough, C/N can stand. He's unstable on his feet, but he's free. 

''Hey, Y/N?'' Yamaguchi calls out to you from C/N's chair.

''Yes...?'' You respond hesitantly, eyes still locked on C/N's trembling form.

''You should know better than trying to make a deal with someone like me.'' 

Before you can ask him what he means- his knife swoops in and slashes across C/N's neck. You scream as blood begins to spurt out of his throat and C/N drops to his knees. You rush towards him, but Yamaguchi holds you back. He glares at you with a silent warning; stand back. Hesitantly, you step back but you can't tear your gaze off C/N. He's spluttering, gurgling as he chokes on his blood. 

''You promised-,'' you feel tears rush to your eyes again. ''Yo-you promised...'' Yamaguchi tuts as he wipes the knife on C/N's shirt, before stepping on his chest with an impossibly wide smile. He presses down on his chest so hard that you hear a slight crack and your mouth widens in horror.

''I promised?'' Yamaguchi keeps his eyes on C/N, but his words are directed to you. ''I never said shit. And really- you're so naive, Y/N. What makes you think I'll let go of this piece of trash after I've fucked him up? He knows too much. He needs to go where he belongs- in the fucking trash.'' And without a second to spare, Yamaguchi raises the knife and stabs it right in C/N's left eye. You drop to your knees, sobbing and trembling, and instinctively close your eyes. You can hear the disgusting squelching, Yamaguchi's heavy breathing as he continues to stab C/N. You're still trembling by the time it's quietened down and you're too afraid to open your eyes. Something wet reaches your shoes, and you peek open one eye. On the ground, C/N's body lies limp as a doll, his head tilted to your direction. You sob as his right eye is still open and lifeless, staring at you; and the left one is brutally damaged and bloodied. At this point, you're drenched in sweat and the need to throw up grows stronger the longer you look at C/N.

''Hmmm...'' Yamaguchi kneels next to you, observing C/N's body. ''You were the last person he saw before his death, how romantic.'' He chuckles. The wet liquid you'd felt earlier continues to stain your footwear and you slowly look down. C/N's blood surrounds your body, pouring from his body and flowing towards you. Yamaguchi dips a finger in the puddle of blood and stares at it intensely, eventually sighing. 

''Glad that's over.'' He looks over at you and smiles. He doesn't say anything as he pulls you towards him, his hands gripping both sides of your face. They're stained with blood; you can feel it on your face. His lips descend upon yours, and you can taste a tinge of the metallic taste of blood. Tears continue to flow down your cheeks and it makes your lips taste salty, but Yamaguchi doesn't seem to mind.

''No one can take you away from me,'' he murmurs between kisses. ''No one.'' 

A/N: ahh!! this is my first time writing for gucciman, i hope it was okay :,) please reblog + like if you enjoyed!! it supports me greatly and it’s a way you can support me <3 hope you guys enjoyed! 

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[angelyuji]

How Did We Get Here

tw // stalking, non-consensual picture taking, yandere, underwear stealing, ooc characters, bullying, name calling, delusions

you didn’t realize how fast tsukishima had come into your life, or how hard it would be to get him out.

Time-Skip Tsukishima x Reader

you can’t remember when you and tsukishima even started talking. you had met with tadashi for a project for your psych class and all of a sudden, you’re spending your lunches together at the café near campus. being friends with tadashi wasn’t bad, he’s sweet and a good study partner, but his friend, kei, was an issue. kei had always been mean to you for some reason. either pointing out your insecurities, telling you that you sound stupid when you get something wrong, or even going as far as calling you names when you dress up to go out. you tried talking to tadashi about his friend’s behavior, but he waved it off saying that kei has always been a little mean.

“tadashi? please stop bringing tsukishima when we study together.” you reason with your friend.

“but he’s a good partner.” tadashi tries to defend his best friend, but you shake your head.

“i’m not like you. i don’t stay friends with fucking bullies, ok?” you stand your ground.

“(y/n) …” tadashi trials off as his eyes grow wide.

“what, tadashi. i don’t understand what is so complicated about what i’m asking.” you roll your eyes and turn to walk away, but walk right into a wall. you let out a huff and look up to stare right into tsukishima’s glasses.

“you don’t hang out with bullies, huh?” tsukishima laughs harshly. you step back at his sudden laugh. “you really think you’re all that, don’t you? just because you can’t take a couple jabs.” tsukishima’s voice turns cold.

“a couple jabs?!?” you say, incredulously, “your jabs are fucking insults, kei. you’re being mean.” you snarl at the blonde-haired man. he smirks at your tone.

“ha, please. i don’t hang out with sensitive sluts anyway.” tsukishima towers over you as he spits out the nasty remark before leaving with tadashi in tow. you stand frozen in the middle of the lawn of your campus until one of your friends pull you to class, asking you what happened.

after that incident, tadashi stopped bringing along tsukishima, and you were eternally grateful. a couple study sessions without tsukishima really helped you realize how negative he truly was, and you let tadashi know about this.

“thank you, again.” you say, turning to face your friend.

“for what?” tadashi continues to scribble down some notes from the textbook.

“thank you for not bringing tsukishima to our study sessions.” you say, tadashi pauses his writing as if he was thinking.

“y-you know, we could h-hang out together at my place for some drinks as, you know, t-thanks.” tadashi turns red as he stutters through the invitation.

you pause, “as…as friends, right?” tadashi deflates, but nods.

you smile, “of course, what time do you want me to come around?”

tadashi’s apartment was farther away from campus than you thought, but you paid it no mind as you go into his apartment. soon, you’re both drunk at his dining table and laughing about stupid things that happened at your college, but tadashi doesn’t seem as drunk as you thought. you hear his apartment door slam shut and you turn to your friend, who seems to have turned white.

“t-tadashi, I didn’t know you had a r-roommate.” your words slur and suddenly you feel a warm breath against your neck.

“you might know me, slut.” the words were sharp and your head swam as you recognized the owner of the voice.

“w-what’s going on?” you try to get up but your body felt heavy. you see tadashi’s face in front of you, all you could see was guilt and pity.

tsukishima blocked your view as he crouched down to your level, “did you know that your dear friend, tadashi, has a big crush on you? almost as big as mine, ha.” your eyes started closing and tsukishima slapped you across the face. you jolted up as the pain throbbed in your cheek.

“listen to me.” he gritted out and gripped your jaw in one hand, “at first, i tried to deny that i had a crush on a stupid loser like you, but it was undeniable. i like you, no, i love you. i was going to tell you too, but all of a sudden, i was a bully and i was an asshole. hearing those words come out of your mouth was heartbreaking. after all the trouble i went through for you, you break my heart.”

“t-trouble” you mumble, his hand tightens around your jaw, sending shooting pain throughout your face.

“yes, dumbass. trouble. i had to do so much convincing to get yamaguchi to let me study with you. the number of pictures i’ve taken, the underwear i stole, the trouble i went through to make sure you would be mine.” he growled as he inched closer to your face before letting you see yamaguchi’s face, shame blatantly displayed. you start to cry as you realize what’s happening, tsukishima ignores you.

“i told him that you would never like him, and i was right, but i have to share you for a little while since yama is the one who brought you.” tsukishima rolls his eyes as his best friend brightens, the shame and guilt gone.

“w-what? please, no. im sorry.” you sob. tsukishima laughs.

“you know what’s funny, i. don’t. care.” he smiles and pulls you into a kiss.

-

so this got dark and turned into a yamaguchi fic too lmao. this is a lot darker and going into topics i haven’t written about yet so this was fun. please if you have these kinds of friends or are in a relationship like this, get out of there. they are not good for you. you deserve so much better. ily <3

[daisy-viotto]

Yandere!Yamaguchi x Reader - The Escape 🌃

Again, please do not romanticise these types of relationships.

It had been at least a year since he’d kidnapped you. A year. For a whole year, you had been stripped of your freedom, dignity and independence. Of course, you had tried to leave a few times but it always ended with him finding you and giving you a harsh punishment. The first time, he had whipped your back raw and didn't feed you for a couple of days. The second time, he carved the phrase ‘You’ll never escape me because you’re mine <3’ hundreds of times on your body, the scars still littered around your body. You obviously had tried to escape more than twice but the other punishments were too spine-chilling to even imagine.

But this time, you were sure you were going to get out. You were going to free yourself from these chains and live a somewhat normal life. You would marry the love of your life and get a job and actually live!

You sat patiently on your shared bed, waiting to hear any sign of Yamaguchi leaving the house. It felt like an hours wait but finally, you heard the front door open and then close. Now was the time to put your plan into action.

After not trying to escape or show any resistance to Yamaguchi for a month or two, he trusted you to freely roam the house, no chains or ropes restraining your movement. You jumped off of the bed and snuck down the moulding stairs of the ‘abandoned’ house the two of you had resided in. “Windows...Open windows...” You repeated to yourself, hoping that it would keep you on task. You knew that the door would be locked and that there would be no spare key, so the door wasn't an option.

You entered the kitchen and pushed and pulled at all of the windows, praying that at least one of them would open. They didn’t. So you moved on to the living room, your palms were sweaty. He could be home any minute...You were pulling at the windows before deciding that you would get nowhere trying to find an open window. So you backed up from the glass before sprinting towards it, your shoulder being the first to make contact with the, now shattered, glass. “Fucking finally.” You grumbled, rolling your eyes at yourself for not doing this before.

After climbing through the window, you picked out some of the glass shards that had managed to stick themselves into your arms and legs. Your clothes were painted red but that was okay. Anything for freedom, right?

You looked around at your surroundings. Trees. Trees as far as the eye can see. And a road...Well, the road is off-limits. He could just drive to you. ‘Through the trees, it is,’ you thought to yourself, starting to walk through the woods. You had to save your energy just in case he were to sprint at you from out of nowhere.

The walk was painful. Your worn-out slippers trying to protect your feet as best as they could but they didn't do very well. The sole of them were wearing out, pretty much paper-thin at this point. You huffed, diverting your attention to the escape and not the pain you were in.

Hours of walking had past and you had managed to find a little village, the sight made you tear up a little. Freedom was right in front of you!!

Just as you were about to run towards the village, a hand grabbed your collar. “Princess....What are you doing..?” That fucking voice. No. No. No. No. No! No! No! NONONONONO- You took a deep breath, trying to calm your thoughts. “I went on a walk...Seems I went too far on accident, Tadashi.” Your voice wavered slightly and you turned to see the man you hated most.

“Oh..? Without me? Oh, princess~ You can’t trick me~!” He giggles, his eyes filled to the brim with a murderous look. “I-I’m being honest, Tadashi. I must have lost track of time!” You pecked his lips, pulling away and biting the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from crying.

“Suuure~ I won’t go too hard on you because you’re being soo truthful.” He purred, grabbing your wrist and pulling you back into the woods.

That night, he had made you some meat pie for dinner. It was delicious, to be fair...

“Do you want to know what I made it out of~?” Yamaguchi darkly chuckled as you finished your plate. You hesitated before nodding. He smirked before walking over to the fridge, he opened the door and there was the corpse of Hinata Shoyo, with some flesh missing from around his body. “Your old friend~!”

[midnightlee25]

Sweet and salty (yandere tsukishima x reader x yandere Yamaguchi)

(y/n) wanted to get away from the world for a little while but on the way back ran into a little train trouble. (dose hint at unwanted touching not from the characters)

It had been a while since the last time (y/n) could remember going out somewhere without their friends or running into any one while out. they had no problem with some company however there were times when they just wanted to be by themselves. so learning that everyone seemed to be busy or just wanted to rest at home they figured this was their chance to go to the park.The park was quite large with small shops along the edges, it was one of their favorites for this reason plus the fact that it had a koi pond in the middle of it.

This time they had lost track of time thus arriving at the train station when many people were getting off of work making it very crowded. although being pushed up against strangers for even a short time was not the most appealing idea it was the only option if they wanted to get home before it was dark. Gathering all their courage they boarded the train along with the wave of people. they had at least a few inches of space to themselves however it was still unsettling to have strangers so close.they thought some music would calm their nerves, grabbing their headphones and after picking a playlist then putting the phone back into their jacket pocket they slowly started to lose themselves in the songs that played. 

After a while the tranquility turned into a sense of dread, the feeling of eyes were becoming more evident by the moment. Fear started to set in as they imagined they were somewhere else hoping everything would pass and be over with.The ghostly touches worsening the thoughts that ran in their head as tears appeared threatening to fall as the “other place” was fighting to stay as the only thought. 

It felt like hours until they felt two bodies sandwiched them between them making their heart stop for a moment before hearing a familiar voice. 

“Are you ok (y/n)-chan?” asked Yamaguchi, making their head shot up to look at him with tear filled eyes. Snapping their head around to look at the other body behind them to find tsukishima, he was looking at something behind him.

Feeling as if their legs could give way at any moment from the joy they felt by being surrounded by familiar faces in a darkening place. Blinking away the tears and returning to the peaceful state for the rest of the ride home, The creeping feeling started to slowly fade away, replaced by a more cheerful one.as soon as the train doors open when they had arrived at the next stations they followed the wave of people out of the train the two boys keeping (y/n) between them as they exited. 

“You know that was pretty idiotic of you to be by yourself on a corwed train like that.”tsukishima stated as soon as they get to a clear part of the platform.

“Ya ya i heard it from all the moms and dads on the teams,but thank you for your help… i'm not so prideful i can't be polite” they looked at the blond as he gave a huff in return.

“What were you doing on the train by yourself (y/n)-chan?” the freckled boy wondered. “ I had no idea you even went out...you usually give us a heads up if you do.” he liked that they were considerate enough to do that just in case they needed them for something or if they felt lonely they can come along.

“Will I went to the park to clear my head, just to be by myself for a while you know?”

“D-did something happen?! If so then you could have talked to one of us.” 

Tsukishima hummed in agreement, as they walked out of the station and started to make their way home the whole way the two boys made sure to keep them in between them.  

“Nothing like that. I just thought it would be nice to be out in the sun for a while.”

“Wasn't very nice not giving a heads up.” the blond stated, a bit irritated of the train situation….wasn't theirs to touch…

“Figured i didn't need your permission dad.” 

he huffed at the response “Besides, everyone seemed to be enjoying their own thing and i didnt want to ruin that.” 

 ….would have been easier to keep an eye on you…

“A-are you doing a-anything else today? If not then you can hang o-out with us, r-right tsukki?”

“As long as i don’t catch their idiocy…”

“Really but salt in the wounds huh?” they repealed sarcastically,He smacked his lips in annoyance as they continued to walk.

...the fallen angel and the demon keeping the poor bird caged between sending the message to any that was near to stay away...

[obscureamor]

pathetic

❥ yamaguchi tadashi x fem! reader

❥ TW// nsfw, noncon, implied stalking

» request// “could you please write yan yamaguchi(it will be ok if it nsfw) with reader who ignores him(it just doesn't like his weak personality) and then he would punish reader(and reader realize his anger).”

» A/N my first request is about yamaguchi! ahhhh! i feel like yams could be really feral when he’s pushed over the edge. also, this went in a totally different direction than what i was originally thinking of oop.

He followed Tsukishima around so much it made you sick. Yeah, they were friends and all but the way he’d seek his approval at times was sad. You could hear his footsteps trailing after you, it wasn’t really that hard to miss in the empty stairwell. You stopped to look at him, swiftly turning on your heel. He let out a yelp stopping right before he bumped into you.

“Are you following me?” 

Tadashi was rubbing the nape of his neck. It wasn’t hard to notice that the apples of his cheeks were flushed. Was he really getting flustered just from talking to a girl? For fucks sake you were in college. He was so pathetic it made you laugh.

“D-Did I do something to you?”

You scoffed, “What?”

“I-I just noticed you don’t seem to like me very much. You also seem to avoid me a lot.”

“Well, no shit.”

He looked surprised at your bluntness, opening his mouth only to close it once again.

“You’re pathetic, Yamaguchi. You have no backbone,” you sighed before you shook your head, “I don’t know, but I have to go.”

It was weeks later when the two of you saw each other again in that same stairwell. You were honestly getting tired of him. It wasn’t hard to notice how he’d stare at you during lectures, burning holes into the back of your head. You would always pass by him on campus. It was almost as if he knew exactly where you’d be at any given moment of the day. Though maybe now he’d finally have the guts to talk to you this time without stuttering. 

“What is it now? Have you really resorted to stalking me?” you snap at him.

He didn’t say anything, his hands clenched in fists at his sides. The darkness of the stairwell was no help in trying to decipher how he was feeling. 

“Yamaguchi?” 

You took a step back, only for him to follow. You didn’t even see it coming when Tadashi grabbed your shoulders and slammed you back into the wall behind you. He placed his hands on either side of your head.

This... this was not good. 

“Now I have a backbone, right?” he muttered.

“H-Huh?”

“Last time you said I had no backbone. That means I have no courage to do what I want. Well, I’m taking what I want now.”

The look in his eyes scared you. You’ve never seen that kind of expression on his face and it felt like your stomach was eating itself. What was wrong with him?

You yelped as he shoved his hand down the front of your shorts and into your panties. 

“H-Hey! What are you—“ You stopped once you felt his fingers stroking your cunny lips. 

A moment of silence passed as you waited with bated breath, you could hear the crickets outside the building and the strong whistling of the wind before he shoved two of his fingers in dry. You choked at the intrusion, scrambling to grab onto his shirt. It didn’t take long for him to draw wetness out of you, scissoring his fingers and pressing into that sweet spongy spot within you. His digits being slathered in your warm slick. 

“Yamaguchi. S-Stop,” you moaned out. 

“Y-You like this don’t you?”

His palm was pressing into your clit. You could feel your lip bleeding from how hard you were biting it. 

“S-Stop pleeease,” something between a sob and a moan came out of your mouth. You shut your eyes tight as you shook your head. This could not be happening. 

His free hand grabbed your jaw, fingers pressing into your cheeks, making your lips pucker out. Your cheeks were flushed and your bottom lip was swollen. The look in your watery eyes and the whine that left your mouth made him feel something. 

It made him feel powerful. 

Tadashi pulled his fingers out of you before shoving you to the ground. You tried to get up and book it out of there only for him to grab your ankle, your face smacking right into the floor. He pulled you towards him, lifting your hips into the air before pulling your shorts and panties down in one swift movement. The hand on your face was shoving your cheek into the rough texture of the concrete, scraping and scratching your skin. You could feel the tip of his cock prodding at your entrance. 

“Wait! Yamaguchi! You can’t—!” you cry out.

He shoved himself into you roughly. Tadashi’s dick was kissing your cervix every time he thrust forward. You were sure it was bruising with the way he was slamming into you. His free hand was gripping onto your hip, blunt nails digging into the skin and you could hear the squelching noises of your pussy echoing within the stairwell. It sounded so unreal, you couldn’t stop yourself from moaning out once you felt him hit that sweet spot within you. 

Tadashi smiled before speaking, “Am I really the pathetic one now? You’re getting raped and you're not even fighting back.”

In the corner of your eyes, you could see him. He didn’t have any guilt in his eyes. The power-hungry stare doing nothing to soothe your nerves. Obviously, he had the upper hand here. He’s had it since he shoved his fingers into you. 

“You look really pretty when you cry you know that?” 

He leaned forward and you could feel his tongue lap at your tears. The feeling of the warm muscle against your face made you shut your eyes, a shuddering breath leaving your trembling lips. Tadashi started to suck on your cheek, a bruise blooming once he pulled back. He groaned at the way your pussy clenched around him and moved so his hands were on your ass, spreading the soft cheeks apart. You whined out without meaning to once he slowed his movements. Tadashi pulled his cock out halfway. It was lathered in your glistening juices and the sight made him lose it, slamming back into you. The way his cock was being sucked in and disappearing into your tight pussy made him ready to claim you as his. 

“I’m going to— f-fuck!”

That seemed to snap you back to your senses. 

“No! Don’t! Please! Please!” you screamed out, hands scrambling forward to try and pull away from him.

Both of his hands were on your hips as he sped up, the force of his thrusts pushing you forward, knees scraping against the concrete. He bit into your shoulder and the feeling of his virile seed flooding into your pussy made you choke. You cried out as you came around him, legs were shaking from the intensity. Once he pulled away from you, he could see your hole clenching around nothing almost begging to be filled again. You sobbed as you felt his cum leaking out of you, slathering against your thighs and pooling under you. He started putting his dick away, buttoning up his jeans.

Tadashi sighed watching you curl in on yourself before moving to help you clean up, “G-Get up before you make me want to do something else. You look really pathetic on the floor like that.”

[mango-bango-bby]

Trying again!!! Mistletoe with Yamaguchi?? Maybe his darling is feeling kind of lonely around the holidays, she's missing her friends and family and so to help cheer her up Yamaguchi decides to cheer her up by hanging mistletoe around the house so he has excuses to give her lots of kisses to make her smile again ❤☺

♡ Under The Mistletoe ♡

(A/N: Yamaguchi is literally so sweet I can’t 😭😭 I love him 💖 I hope you like this, I’m very excited about Christmas tomorrow!! I’m excited to see the faces of my friends and family opening my presents to them!! Ahhh sorry I’m just really excited!!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, Yamaguchi being the sweetest

Summary: Tadashi knows you’ve been a bit sad recently so he puts up a bunch of mistletoes around the house to kiss you better! (Yandere!Yamaguchi x GN!Reader)

Holiday Cheer Event ➸ ♡

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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The holidays for you were all about family. You loved spending time with your family and friends.

You loved watching them open presents you carefully picked out for each one. You loved decorating with them, singing carols with them, everything. Yet this year you couldn’t.

As much as you’ve learned to love your captor over the past almost year, you still wished you could go out and spend time with the people you love. Your captor now lover, Tadashi, noticed this. He always noticed everything about you after all.

He couldn’t let you out though, not after he took you. However he still hated seeing you so sad.

He didn’t like seeing you so upset simply because you couldn’t celebrate the holidays with your family and friends.

You stretch as you sit up in bed, noticing that Tadashi’s spot next to you is empty. You don’t pay much mind to it though, sitting in bed for a bit before sliding out of bed to start your day.

You get up opening the bedroom door to leave the room only to be met with the sight of the enter ceiling covered in mistletoe.

“Morning darling!” Tadashi smiles at you from on top of a ladder, finishing putting up the mistletoe. “What is all of this?” You chuckle slightly, watching him come back down from the ladder to talk to you. You’re not exactly sure what he’s doing but it’s quite cute. He’s always so sweet.

“Just thought I’d add a little holiday spirit to the house you know” He says walking over to you, looking up at all the mistletoe he hung from the ceiling.

“I know that you’ve been pretty sad about not spending the holidays with the people you usually do so I thought I’d do something to cheer you up” He says, finally being close enough to lean down and give you a sweet kiss on the lips.

You kiss back for a moment before leaning away so you can hug him instead. “Thank you, for making me feel better. Your plan to cheer me up worked” you giggle, watching his face become more and more red as you speak.

“Well I’m glad it worked” Tadashi says, leaning down to kiss you again. You two are under the mistletoe after all! Well you two are gonna be under the mistletoe together pretty much all the time now but neither of you minded.

Now no matter where you were in the house, Tadashi was with you, under the mistletoe with you. Ready to give you all of the kisses that you deserve!

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ Thank you for reading, darling!!