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idanceuntilidie · 6 months

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The Aurora Circus.

Poly! yan acrobats x gn reader Requests are open.

I can finally go to sleep my GOD

Kit has worked for the circus ever since he can remember. The Aurora Circus, it is known worldwide. Hell, people almost beat each other up to get the tickets for the show. The shows are different every single time, to keep people entertained and so they won’t know what happens next. Kit met his boyfriend at the circus, they even perform together, you could say his whole life was tightly intertwined with this place, and the people. You might think living there could be exciting, but after some time nothing surprises you anymore.

Kit thought that it will be like this for the rest of his life, he will marry Hero and just perform with him until he wouldn’t be able to go on anymore.�� He loved Hero, he loved the circus. Yet Kit can’t help but feel burn out, that is until he met you during one of the shows. It was an accident, your eyes met randomly when he was about to perform. Kit felt like time froze in place as he stared at your (e/c) eyes. They were twinkling with that childish wonder and exciment. He felt his heart speed up the similar way when he met Hero. He almost messed up his backflip. Hero noticed Kit being out of it, he noticed the stumble and that slight twitch of his fingers. Something was up, but there was no time to ask questions. He was supposed to go when Kit was finished, so he did just that. When he bowed, he noticed someone clapping excitedly, it was you no surprise there, you waved at him, and he waved back. How come you were so energetic? What will happen if you see the final show that he and Kit specially created? It felt wrong, but the somehow your attention made him feel very fulfilled. You were jumping up and down, your hair bouncing, you looked so cute. Durning the break Hero and Kit had a talk. A very serious one at that. Both of them noticed you, and you caught their interest. They wasted the break on talking, planning, and yes, they have to admit that they might have stalked you during your break.

They cooed at how you ate that cotton candy or feel very jealous when you talked to your friends. Sadly their small stalking mission came to an end because the break ended. They gave it their all, breathing heavily their eyes scanned to see if you were there watching them, and they were so glad that you didn’t get bored and left.

After the show ended you actually came up to them when they were outside taking a breather, Kit needed it, Hero needed a smoke. They didn’t expect you to actually come up to them. Kit never saw Hero extinguish his cigarette so fast, and not complain.

They were still in their costumes, so you recognized them and went to tell them that they were amazing. Kits face was red, Hero wrapped his arm around him to pull him in closer and talked with you. Kit noticed that his boyfriend's heart was beating really fast. Thanks to Hero you stayed for a bit, and after some time even Kit joined into the conversation. Eventually your friends found you and told you they were going home. Kits scowled at your friends, but only his dear boyfriend seemed to notice that. He only just looked at them unimpressed. You told them that you were sorry and even gave them your number. Kit was faster to grab it, his hand came in contact with yours, Hero saw how his eyes widened and how his body twitched slightly.

Hero waved you goodbye and took Kit to their shared trailer. The first thing that Kit said, still dazed from that encounter with you was: that you were so pretty up close, and you smelled so nice too. That one sentence made them start a whole conversation about you: our actions, how you spoke, how you moved. How you squint of your eyes when the light was too bright, or how your lips were coated in cotton candy. If they kissed, you would you taste as sweet as it? The list seemed to be never ending.

Oh, how they wanted to meet you again, so they made sure you were there for the next show. It could be very easy to arrange. They just needed to make sure you were alone so they could just whisk you away and then you could live with them. Maybe even work? They will be your personal trainers.

The next show will be the show of their lifetime, they don’t usually do tricks and but that one where the person disappears gave them an idea.

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sagethegaywitch · 4 months

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Our Child (Part I)

Yandere Mermaid Family x GN Reader

TW: yandere behavior

Genre: yandere

(Part II), (Part III)

Inspired by "Dark and Twisted Whisper" sea monster dad.

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Y/N’s Pov

For as long as you remembered, you loved the ocean. Living so close to a body of water allows you to take daily beach walks, either to watch the sunrise or the sunset. You often felt drawn in by the endless blue waves and the subtle sea breeze, especially when the beach was void of any living being.

It was just like any other day, just strolling down the beach, a picnic basket in your hand and a plan to eat dinner at your favorite portion of the sandy expanse to watch the sun leave the sky. Your plans are ruined as you hear desperate splashing from the rocky area beside the tidal pools. You worry that it's a wild animal trapped in the tidal pools after the tide moved out, and you carefully put down your picnic blanket and basket before retrieving a pocket knife from your bag. You hesitantly approach to see a mermaid, no merman, struggling to free himself from a fishing net. You’re mesmerized by his light blue-green scales, watching the way they shimmered in the dying light. But then you see the tough rope wrapped around his tail and the rocks, his harsh movement getting himself more tangled in the net and causing the rope to dig into his skin. You climb over the rock blocking you from his body, and the merman instantly stops moving when he hears you splash next to him. You hold your hands up to show that you mean no harm, but your pocket knife seems to be scaring him. Shoving the pocket knife into your pants, you kneel down to the merman’s level.

“Shh, I’m not going to hurt you,” you say softly, reaching your hand out to grasp at the rope around his arm.

When your hand brushes against his arm, he flinches as if he were shocked. You whisper some more soothing word until the merman visibly calms down and watches you curiously.

“I’m going to take my knife out again,” you prepare him as you reach for your knife again, “And I’m going to cut your free, okay?”

You didn’t expect an answer, and you didn’t get one as you slowly brought out the knife and began to cut through the ropes. The merman was scared of the sharp object, but didn’t move once he realized you were helping him. Once all the rope was cut off the poor merman’s body, he happily kicked his fin before rubbing his head against your arm.

“Alright, let's get you out of this tidal pool,” you say as you attempt to pick up the merman.

Unfortunately, he was a bit heavier than you expected, and you ended up dragging him through the rocks and back to the sandy beach. You brought him to the water, where he quickly slipped out of your hands and into the water. You dusted your hands off and smiled before returning to your picnic materials to finally eat.

Kano’s Pov

I never swam faster in my life before. Both the adrenaline and the human’s soft touch excited me as I swam all the way home.

“Dad! Aalto!” I yelled as I barreled through the seaweed grove that covered the entrance to our cave. “You won’t believe what just happened!”

“It better be good. You were supposed to be getting dinner, but I see you’re empty handed,” Aalto warns me as he crosses his arms, looking at me expectantly.

“Well, I got a bit too close to shore and got stuck in a tidal pool,” I start before I’m interrupted.

“Goodness, are you alright?” my father questions as he swims around me, looking for any wounds.

“I’m fine, but a human saved me. He was so cute!” I squealed, clasping onto my brother and shaking him to get my excitement across. “We need to have him!”

“Are you certain he’s the one?” my father asks, gently detaching my hand from my poor brother.

“Of course! We need to grow the family!” I exclaim. “Let me show you guys.”

I guided my family back to the surface and we hid behind a couple of rocks to see the human who helped me eat from a bowl, observing the sun as it dipped below the horizon.

“Aren’t they cute?” I ask, looking at my father and brother for a positive reaction.

“Yes, yes, they are,” my father murmurs, dazed.

Aalto doesn’t say anything, but the shine in his eyes spoke volumes.

“Since we can’t reproduce, it’s our duty to kidnap them and make them one of us,” I say, trying to sell the idea to my father.

My father looks at my happy attitude before looking at Aalto for approval.

“I don’t see why not,” Aalto responds, too busy looking at you.

“Alright, it’s settled then,” our father explains. “Let’s observe them for a couple more days before we bring them home.

“I can’t wait to have a younger sibling!” I declare.

#mermaid #merman #yandere #family #female reader #male reader #gn reader #ocs #Kano my oc #Aalto my oc #Malik my oc #male yanderes #xreader

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kit-williams · 3 months

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You make me want to write Yanderes for my oc legion, the Dawn Seekers.

I mean yeah sure if you wanna I might wanna be ya know tagged in it if you do so...

No pressure or anything but like are you like thinking of doing a chapter serf darling or a civilian darling?

#answer #reply #warhammer 40k #yandere space marine #STOP you all are making me blush with how I'm now inspiring you all to go forth and like use elements from what I've made #Not only with Space Marine Husbandry Sentience being a thing now #but just kinda giving ya'll the inspiration to do more yanderes #male yanderes #it really means a lot #sorry for gushing in the tags #trying to play it cool #failing

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everykissbeginswithkai · 2 years

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So. I created a Male Yandere CYOA

After I created my Otome Isekai CYOA, I began work on creating a Male Yandere CYOA. It's finally completed! It's playable on PC and phone browsers.

It's a bit of a mash of character creation and husbando picker. I want to emphasize it isn't technically a game but there are multiple ends. Several you can buy with your remaining points and an ending if you go into debt. So be careful of your spending habits~

!WARNING! It takes about 1 to 5 minutes for the page to load depending on your browser speed!!!!!

(Links below cut)

Original Link:

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#male yandere #yandere #cyoa #my writing #idk what else to tag #male yanderes #yanderes

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ystrike1 · 2 years

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Rodesha and the Mountain Troll - By LesPiggies (8.5/10)

I love a good short story. This one feels atmospheric. It's a snapshot of a legend that also happens to be a one sided love story. The troll in the title falls in love with a girl who saved him from his long sleep. When she realized what he was she ran, but he still has lingering feelings for her.

Every year, on Rodesha's birthday, a dead animal appears in her icy cold village. There is always a bloody X on it. Everybody knows the Mountain Troll is the one doing this. They think it's an ill omen, not a courtship gift.

Everyone is afraid of the Mountain Troll, including Rodesha. She hates him and her birthday, because of these gifts. She feels guilty because she woke up the man eating monster everyone desperately hates. To be clear she believes her village elder, and he believes the Mountain Troll is a brainless monster.

The village elder thinks the bodies come on her birthday for a reason. He assumes the Mountain Troll senses Rodesha's potential as a warrior. Only she can grow strong enough to kill it. Why else would it leave such dire warnings every year? Rodesha accepts her destiny, and she becomes an amazing fighter. Her guilt motivates her.

She says a vow. She must return with the Mountain Troll's heart, or she can never return to the village. She tries to kill him as soon as she sees him. When she screams and says she wants his heart he blushes.

These two do know each other. Their death match is rather awkward. The Mountain Troll clearly doesn't want to hurt her, and she's in alot of emotional pain. The villagers labelled her as a bad omen, and placed a ton of responsibility on her shoulders, because of him. His culture and her traditions are too different. His presents caused a huge misunderstanding that kind of ruined her life. Now Rodesha is stuck with this destiny, where she has to kill him if she ever wants to see her family again.

She can't do it. She woke him because she saw him crying in his sleep. She pitied him and touched his face until the moment she realized what her touch had done. It's unclear how exactly she woke him, but her genuine compassion probably did it. Maybe.

There's a little montage of memories. The Mountain Troll brought lots of tasty prey for her, but she never smiled again. She grew up cold and unhappy, and she hated his presents. Her rejection made him cry, because he couldn't understand why. She freed him, and woke him up. According to the Mountain Troll that's practically marriage, but his partner is completely miserable.

It gets a little dark. The Mountain Troll really, really wants to give Rodesha something that she wants. He really, really wants to repay her for waking him up. He tears out his own heart to give it to her, and he turns to stone.

This story has one flaw. It moves a little too fast. Rodesha immediately regrets everything. She shoves the heart back into him. They hug. There's more romantic tension, and the plot ends there.

Everything wraps up neatly. The ice village worships a god named Isolde. After the end we find out the truth. Isolde was just a monster. A demon that wanted to destroy the land. The Mountain Troll used his heart (which is extremely magical) to defeat the beast, which is why he fell into a coma. The ice village religion is a complete mistake. They mistakenly believed that their ancestors savior was the man eater. This is a really great short, and the Mountain Troll's love is really heavy. The scene where he yanks his heart out is...uh...yeah...I'd say this counts.

It's an excellent yandere honorable mention.

#yandere #male yanderes #yanderes #male yandere #webtoon #manga review #monster guy #monster boy #Rodesha and the Mountain Troll

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jeweled-blue-eyes · 2 years

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#the beast tamed by the villainess #the beast tamed by the evil woman #manhwacap #isekai #male yandere #male yanderes

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alwaysforevermaybenever · 7 months

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WHATOBER 2, 2023: SLIPPER FLOATIN' DOWN A RIVER

× cw: just fluff dw 👌; written with fem and shorter than yanderes reader in mind but can also be gender neutral, petname (Angel)

× note: hello hello these are two new yanderes i am introducing without an introduction. they are a package deal a 2-in-1 bargain a buy one get one free sale. based on my actual childhood friends minus to romance

You watch your childhood best friends, Alister and Ethan, as they play in the small yet fast moving river in the middle of the forest. It’s a special for the three of you - your secret meeting spot that even the adults are unaware of. You watch by the river bank, sitting on a tree stump which Ethan laid his handkerchief on for you to sit on as a sort of cushion. The two teenage boys laugh as they splash around barefoot in the middle of the river, pants rolled up and faces and hands already wet. You quietly watch them, listening to their mindless chatter about what had happened in the past week or something.

Eventually, Ethan looks up, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Angel,” he calls, using their nickname for you. “Come and join us! It’s fuuuuun,” he draws out the vowel, hoping to somehow entice you into the water with his wiggling eyebrows and a smile that couldn’t hold any innocent intentions. This catches Alister’s attention, who looks up from a pebble he was inspecting, a teasing smile pulling at his lips.

“Nope,” you shake your head adamantly, staying rooted to your seat on the tree stump. “I don’t want to get my clothes wet. Besides, I don’t want to bathe again after this.” That’s one of the reasons, but the other is that you really, really don’t want to be a part of whatever plot they're concocting. Last time you got involved, the principal's hair was dyed hot pink for a month.

Alister doesn’t say anything, but he drops the pebble in favour of cupping his hands in the water, and you have a mild suspicion of what’s going to happen next. He merely smiles, not moving his body an inch. You watch him carefully, ready to bolt at a moment’s notice. Unfortunately, you didn’t keep an eye on the co-conspirators: Ethan.

Your penalty is a cold shower of water droplets, splattering against your side and face. Letting out a small scream in shock, you whip your head to glare at Ethan, who’s doubled over from laughing. This only serves as an opportunity for Alister to spatter you with water, causing your clothes to become damp on both sides.

“Hey!” you complain, shading your eyes from the impromptu shower by your so-called friends. Honestly , the only thing boys like them are good for is opening bottle caps you can’t and reaching for stuff on high shelves out of your reach. “Stop that.” Both Ethan and Alister pay no heed to your words, continuing to flick water at you with their hands (they aren’t that mean as to completely drench you in water - only so much so that your clothes will dry within minutes).

Spotting two pairs of slippers, an idea pops into your mind - you know how to make them stop! Without a word, you pick one slipper. The boys must have an idea of what you plan to do, because they immediately cease all teasing.

“Hey…” Ethan smiles nervously, hands outstretched as a safety precaution. “It was all just fun and games, you know?”

Alister looks even more uneasy, mostly because it’s his slipper you're holding. “C’mon, Angel. We won’t play anymore, okay?” He’s slowly inching towards dry ground, hoping to catch his slipper should you attempt to throw it without a second though.

You huff, and drop the slipper onto the ground and turn your heel, marching away from the forest river. You hear some splashing, and before you know it, their long legs easily catch up with your shorter ones.

“We’re sorry, Angel,” Ethan pouts from your left, swinging his muscled arm around you, subtly rubbing your shoulder with his thumb.

“Won’t you forgive us?” continues Alister softly, gently taking your hand into his, cradling it like some sacred treasure.

You click your tongue. Life with them is like this on an hourly basis.

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bunnygirllover45 · 1 month

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Here's my own tutorial on how to sleep with your kidnapped victim partner. I did not take comfort as factor btw I think this was a trend?? I don't know I just remember seeing similar drawings before.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere boy #yandere oc #original character #original art #not me self-reflecting on my drawings again

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mellowwillowy · 7 months

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A Husband Duty (GN, NSFW)

Instead of another normal love making session, you ask him to do more to you (FIC, junkie reader, IMG., more in Husband...)

—𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 - 𝑳𝑰𝒇𝑬 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕

Yan! Husband who just loves you so much that it turns into another worshipping session instead of fucking you raw without any condom on.

Yan! Husband who just eats you out / gives you head nonstop until you are overstimulated, the whole bed is wet with your cum and drool, his boxer drenched in cum as he ruts himself against the bed sheet.

Yan! Husband whose fingers teased the insides of your clenching hole, hitting that spot that makes your toes curl and eyes roll to the back. Yes, just loll out your tongue and he'll take it for granted with his mouth, sucking and licking it while he relishes in the way you whine.

Yan! Husband who will actually cum undone just from lapping up your sweet nectar, drinking it all like a thirsty man who is lost in the Sahara desert.

Yan! Husband who refuses any of your attempts in giving him head, nuh-uh, he wants to focus on you and you only. He is already wetting his boxer with his cum, what more do you want? Splatter it all over your face and hair? He'd be so fine with just your hole ♡

Yan! Husband whose cock twitches so much when it is only the tip that enters you, imagine the whole thing filling you full and deep, he is already shaking from the ejaculation, cumming deep inside you. Do you think he is done as a '5 second, take it or leave it?'

Yan! Husband who has a questionable way of ejaculating but his stamina is not to be doubted. He will pound himself deep into you while his sperm paints your insides white. Every time he pulls out, the cum would immediately pool out from your hole only to be refilled with another. (Honestly, as expected from someone inhumane)

Yan! Husband who will not stop kissing you, be it your face, lip, body, or anything as long as it's you. Can you imagine the amount of hickeys you'll be waking up to? These will surely show the servants and others just how cherished you are in his hand.

Yan! Husband who will coax more of your sweet moans, pushing your limit further with every session you have with him, yes, he will fuck you till the sun rises if you can accommodate to him. The idea of it makes his cock twitches again, he needs to be clamped tight by you.

Yan! Husband who will not stop abusing your sex, pleasuring you with his fingers as he gives you a second stimulation while he is still hammering his cock into you.

"W-why, why do you have so much c-cum, in you-!?"

"I don't know dear, maybe it's because of you. You are driving me nuts every day!"

Yulian is such a healthy man ^^ how much litter does he have left to fill you up? Ah, the bulge... it's so arousing to see your stomach bulging with his cock and cum.

Yan! Husband, the King of Aftercare, bathing you with the finest body care, roses floating while his face nuzzled up in your neck. Please, don't do anything you will regret, you don't want him to hammer his cock into you again, the whole bathtub might be his cum instead!

Yan! Husband who kisses you to sleep, letting you rest after hours of fucking you dumb. It seems like the euphoria is gone and he has regained his sanity, evident from how he's thinking how to cover all these hickeys and bite marks.

Yan! Husband who presses his lip to all those marks, kissing it better while occasionally licking some.

Maybe he shouldn't help you cover it after all.

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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year

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お客様は神様　(THE GUEST IS GOD)

HOST CLUB PREPARATIONS / PROLOGUE - 女中 [THE MAID]

YANDERE GUEST X GENDER NEUTRAL! HOST CLUB WORKER! READER X (IMPLIED) YANDERE/YANGIRE BOSS + COWORKERS

waiver: the place is set in “japan” ,characters speak in japanese, so if you don’t like honorifics or terms (e.g. senpai, san, sama) then uh yeah. this doesn’t mean your character has to be japanese though! i’ve added a lot of “foreigner”characters so it wouldn’t be weird for you to be one as well.

mc is a total bitch and a half. like an absolute asshole.

sexual harassment, sexual assault, yandere guest gropes your everywhere and forces you to grope him, violence.

Reminder that the Guest is God Host Club isn’t responsible for any injuries and/or deaths that happen. please take proper precautions, honorable guests!

host description: drunk out of his mind, your apparent “ex” starts harassing you in the host club you happen to be serving in.

and as much as you’d love to punch him into oblivion, it is imperative you show him as good time.

the guest of this place is god after all.

host status: unedited, will add images later on.

more about the host: THIS IS AN INTRODUCTORY POST TO MY OCS AND MY WEBTOON CONCEPTS. Final OC designs might be incredibly different in the webtoon itself.

although reader may be called a maid, they aren’t explicitly fem. they will be using gender neutral pronouns.

MINORS / PEOPLE WITH NO IDS (AGELESS BLOGS) AREN’T ALLOWED TO ENTER.

If you’d like to be updated for when we next open, please reply to this post to be subscribed to our taglist!

YOU WERE AWFULLY FORTUNATE WHEN IT CAME TO FINANCIAL MATTERS. You had rich benefactors (whoever they were) and enough money to live several lifetimes in comfort. Despite not knowing where all this wealth came from, you learnt to just be content with your ignorance. It wasn’t as if it was threatening your life, and the stream of money was always consistent in terms of amount and the dates it came in.

But that is exactly why you found yourself in this situation.

It started from one of your days lounging at your extravagant penthouse apartment. With nothing to do but play games and throw money at fictional characters, and escorts. You were fine with your lavish yet miserably lonely lifestyle. So, it was safe to say you were surprised to have suddenly received an envelop on your doorstep.

It was red with shiny accents of spider lilies. You open it to see a letter (what a suprise!). It seemed handwritten, judging from the slight differences some letters appeared but still high quality none the less.

You’ve watched enough survival games to know where this was going.

And sure enough, you were forced into a job as someone that serves and accommodates guests.

These guest varied from people you’ve never even met before, to friends and even people you loathed.

Like the one you’re facing right now.

You weren’t supposed to accommodate this guest at all, in fact, you were already done with your shift. But as you were unzipping the maid costume you were forced to wear during workdays, you hear timid voice from behind you.

“U-uhm…[L/N]-先輩…”

Hazu, a tall but extremely shy co-worker of yours called your name.

His costume was completely different from yours. Sporting a suit with fetish-wear straps that accentuated his long legs, and a pair of short whore gloves, Hazu was forced by your employer to play the “Dom/Sadist” archetype.

And, like you in the beginning, was terrible at it.

“Let me guess, your guest is a hard sub and you’re having trouble keeping up?”

“N-no. I think they were mi-mis-categorized!” Hazu made fists and shook them in air in frustration. What a cutie. “I mean, seriously! He seems more like a sadist! He kept insulting my height! I’m just a little above average d-damn it!”

You placed a hand on his hair. Soft, and fluffy brown, you always tried to make an excuse to touch it before. But nowadays you just touched it whenever you two had overlapping shifts. Which happened to be most days, lucky you.

“Your 先輩 will take care of it then.” Hazu melts under your touch. You always managed to disintegrate any and all anxieties he faced. It was miraculous really. He’d always been a nervous person. But the way you almost parented him, checked on him every step of his journey towards graduation, provided him with his favorite food just so he gains that extra bit of comfortability… you…you were just perfect in every way.

If only he knew the side of you that comes out after shifts.

“If he tries to hurt you…”

“If he tries hurting me our boss and/or bodyguard will deal with it. Don’t worry too much okay? Take care.”

And you left, not bothering to wait for a response. You wanted this night to be done and dealt with. You had hobbies to get to, and your darling spouse (that is your bed) to greet when you came home.

You sighed as you left the staff room.

“Useless piece of shit.”

“お客様—“

“[Y/N]? Hah! It is you!” The man, Hazu’s ex guest, yelled into your ear. His breath reeked of alcohol.

And you had no recollection of ever meeting him.

He had white hair, shaved at the sides, and green eyes that reminded you of pine trees. Piercings on his ears, nose and below his lips. He wore jewelry all over his hands and a collar.

With your name on it.

Shit.

“What, yer family’s money finally gone down the drain?” His hands moved to grope every part of your body. It was that moment when you realized he might not be the delusional asshole you pegged him to be.

He knew just the places you were sensitive in. His hands felt so familiar,

yet so wrong at the same time.

“Nah it couldn’t have been, shit like that is impossible to lose easily.”

He was right. Even if you tried to blow away all the money you held it was almost impossible to go into debt. Any time you went past your budget and checked, it would have been already been paid by your anonymous benefactor.

You wondered if they knew the situation you were in, and why the hell they haven’t done anything to save you yet.

You eventually broke out of the man’s hold, it wasn’t hard considering he was drunk. “お客様, kindly move aside so that this lowly servant may be able to clean your seat.”

“You’re doing this for some weird fetish aren’t you? Just like how-“ He gagged, and you were about to bolt in case he threw up again but thankfully he didn’t, “Just like how you used me *hic* so that you’d be the most popular or whatever.”

He pulled you closer again. In a few moments, you found him atop the mess he made earlier and you above his lap. You took a deep breath and prayed to everything that is holy for him to not barf on you or your uniform touching whatever it is he vomited on the couch.

But he only stared at you. Your features. Traced every part with a soft look on his face that you wanted oh so dearly to rip off of him for some reason.

Scratch that, you did have a specific reason and that was his hard-on that you can feel poking your ass.

“お客様—“

“Fuck, I’m hard.”

Yeah, you could tell.

“[Y/N]. You feel this right?”

‘Yes.’ You glared at him, biting your lip to ensure you didn’t say anything that would go on record and make your boss go nuts again for going out of character. Whoever this man was, he was definitely lucky he found you in uniform. In any other place or situation you would have definitely destroyed his family jewels at this point.

“I fucked *hic* so many whores but none of them where like *hic* you.”

‘Fucking horndog.’

“Hey, [Y/N]. Let’s get back together, alright? I miss you baby. I know you miss me too.”

He leaned forward and your lips almost touched if it weren’t for metallic claws ripping him away from you.

His mangled body, though still alive, would definitely have to go through several months in the hospital if not a whole year to recover. His blood mixed with the filth that covered the floor and furniture.

‘Finally.’ You adjusted your uniform and began sanitizing everything.

“Excellent show of self control, Mx. [L/N].” You heard clapping behind you.

“It is all thanks to you, sir Melchior.” You stood up and immediately gave him a 90 degree bow. Your tools hidden behind you.

“Oh, you flatterer!” His golden eyes shone even under the dim lighting.

Although Aurum Melchior, your boss, was old enough to be your grandfather at this point. The years adored him. He looked breathtakingly handsome for a man whose silver hair overtook his blond ones ages ago.

He wore a dark grey suit, with a long fur coat on his shoulders. The threatening grin on his face never left him whenever he faced your form.

“But it seems that I’m who’d like this fool gone. You know, murder is quite a big sentence to deal with . . .”

“Oh but is it really murder if there are no witnesses?”

“Touché.” The cane he always brought around despite being able to walk properly poked and prodded at your guest’s unconscious face. “Bear. Get rid of the drunkard.”

A woman with a bear mask behind him nodded, carrying the body and quickly making an exit. How she did so with those sharp claws, you never knew nor did you ever want to. Ursa wasn’t really much of a talker anyways.

Besides, you preferred her silent yet efficient attitude in comparison to blabbering messes most of your co-workers are. Seriously, the amount of times you had to comfort Hazu was uncountable. You could unconsciously feel the tears and snot running down your shoulders. Why couldn’t he just get a move on and get with the persona given to him already?

“Au revoir, Mx. [L/N]. There are still many shifts until your graduation.”

“Have a pleasant night, boss.”

“Have a pleasant night.”

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marifrossb · 4 months

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Hey emo boy hey hey hey emo boy🖤

(I have no idea how to draw his tattoo, but I tried🤝)

Полноценки это who кстати

#14 days with you ren #14dwy redacted #14 days with you #14dwy #14dwy fanart #fanart #14dwy ren #yandere male #art #illustration #yandere

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idanceuntilidie · 6 months

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𝕬𝖑𝖑 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓

Or is it?

Yandere vampire twins x reader. (The reader is meant to be male, the pronouns I use is "you" mostly.)

I JUST NOTICED I HIT 100 FOLLOWERS THANK YOU SO MUCH

I might do something for this occasion:D Should I draw them? I was thinking about this for few days actually. Warnings: mentions of being kept against will, forced closure, yandere themes, gouing eyes out. Requests are open,

Few months has passed since the brothers have kept you, few months since all of your friends died.

It was hard to forget, especially when the brothers liked to talk about how easy it was.

You weren’t let out, you missed the sun, the trees and the grass. You missed outisde. The brothers forced you to change your sleep schedule, so now you slept durning the day, with at least one of the brothers by your side, and was active at night. The change often gave you painful headaches. They made sure you were well taken care of, you had many maids, all of them had to cover their eyes or cover the area where their eyes should be. Qing and Quillion got crazy jealous rezulting in damaging the maids, saying they are not allowed to look at you. You always wondered how they are able to do their tasks. You wore matching outfits with the brothers and were served the most delicious dishes. Ugh. You hated dinners at the Dime residence. Carefully prepeared food, displayed beautifully on the dark oak table. The plates were spotless, not a speck of dust visible. The brothers are clean freaks you guessed, and from what the maids told you they would get so furious if something was imperfect.

They were sitting right in front of you, you could feel their gaze burning into your school. You haven’t touched your food, and they want you to be happy and healthy so you can produce more blood and share. It’s that simple. You don’t get why they even try, why they sit in front of you eating something that won’t satisfy their hunger. You frown, face twisting in disgust at the food before you. It wasn’t bad, hell, you normally wouldn’t be able to afford something like this. Even some maids came to you and begged you to eat it. Qing stood up harshly, the table shook with how fast he stood up. He walked up to you grabbing your hand and making you also get up and face him. His face looked bored, but upon making eye contant that bored look turned into a scowl.

“Why aren’t you eating?”

You scoffed, “What if you poisoned something? I do not trust you.”

Qing wasn’t satisfied with the answer, you heard a chuckle and saw a Quillions head resting on his brother's shoulder. Smiling widely at you. “Honey, you need to eat othwerwise you might die, but then again what if we turned you into one of us? We will be living happy for eternity.” He happily chirped at you.

Your heart sank, Qing sighed and let go of your hand. He brought your hand to his lips and kissed it. (That’s how he liked to apologise.) It made your cheeks burn, you still don’t know if it was from anger or flustered.

Quillion kissed your forehead. “Now darling, eat up, we want to eat too”

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sagethegaywitch · 2 months

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Our Child (Part III)

Yandere Mermaid Family x GN Reader

TW: yandere behavior, almost drowning, blood

Genre: yandere

(Part I), (Part II)

A/N: Sorry, I forgot I'm a writer....

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Y/N’s Pov

You’ve locked yourself into your apartment for the last few days, only coming out for school/work and to get stuff from the local grocery store. You avoided the ocean at all costs, taking longer paths to get to our destination if necessary. You still get nightmares of the dark ocean and the feeling of water surrounding you before you wake up in a cold sweat, safe in your bed.

It was one of those sleepless nights, one where you were laying in your bed, trying to read a book to tire out your mind. That’s when you hear this enchanting sound. At first, it's faint, and you think it's just one of your floor neighbors listening to music aloud. You hope the peaceful music would lull you to sleep, and surprisingly, you do feel your eyes get droopy. For once, you sleep peacefully, but suddenly you shiver, feeling cold. The chill you feel is enough to wake you up, and you’re shocked to find yourself standing on the beach, knee deep in the dark water. You frantically look around, convinced this was a sick joke or some prank, but you are met with windy silence. The allure voice sounds closer now, and you can see a faint figure resting on the rocks. They look human, but now you know better and you instantly start fleeing the scene, too afraid of what will happen if you stick around. But, you feel a familiar grasp on your ankle. You scream and struggle as you stumble and fall into the icy water, hands pulling you in. Even with all your strength, you can’t seem to rip yourself free of the hands as they finally submerge you. Opening your eyes in panic, you can see three blurry figures before you squeeze your eyes shut from salty pain. You try your best to hold your breath, but when the hands grab at your waist and drag you deeper, you can’t help but let out a gasp, losing most of your air supply. You can hear muffled voices, and suddenly something is shoved in your mouth. Out of reflex, you spit it out along with the rest of your air. Your lungs ache, and you’re forced to slowly succumb to unconsciousness.

Malik’s Pov

It hurt all three of my hearts to watch the human struggle and scream, but they just didn’t know that we were taking them home. Home sweet home. We brought them back to the air pocket room we set up for them, and Kano gently rested them in the nest he built. The human must have fallen asleep when they realized it was just their family taking them home. They look so small and tired resting in the much larger pile of seaweed.

“I’ll go catch a hearty meal, poor thing must be so tired,” Aalto comments before diving back into the water.

Kano curls up next to the human as I attempt to dry them with some scrap fabric, worried about their constant shivering from the cold. Wrapping them in a worn but fluffy blanket, the human finally snuggles into Kano’s side, seeking warmth. My youngest son’s cheeks burn a reddish color as he giggles and embraces the little human. I smile, content that our family is finally complete, as I watch over two of my children.

Aalto’s Pov

Finding the tuna was the hardest part, killing it was actually pretty easy. Dragging back the bloody mess to the cave also proved a small problem as I got tailed by some curious sharks. Snarling at them and barring my teeth, I attempt to warn them away from our home and our little fragile younger sibling. Swimming through the cave’s tunnel, I finally arrived back at the air pocket. I lug the tuna onto the stone surface and I’m greeted by my father and my younger brother taking a peaceful nap with the newest addition to our family. I try to be as quiet as possible as I take the fish into a side room before preparing it to make a fish stew. Using the sharpened stones as knives, I debone the fish and cut it into chewable chunks. I strike a fire in a little pit with some flint, boiling some fish broth I made a few days ago with some fish bones in a large pot. We don’t have to worry about the smoke causing harm to our human because we got a sea witch to help enchant the area to be liveable. The air will always remain clean and fresh, and there is a fresh water pond that will never empty. Leaving the fish to slowly cook, I peek back into the main room and see my father petting the human’s head and stroking their cheek, a gentle smile on his face as he gives the child a forehead kiss. Sensing eyes watching him, we turned his head to look at me.

“Aren’t they the cutest!” my father exclaims, unusually excited.

I hum in agreement, checking the stew to ensure it doesn’t burn,

My father stretches like the creature that humans call cats before dragging himself into the “kitchen” to check my cooking. He stirs the concoction with a makeshift ladle and smacks his lips as he tastes it.

“Could use some seasoning,” Malik comments before sprinkling some dried seaweed into the soup.

We sit in silence as we wait for dinner to be finished, and we entertain ourselves by watching Kano cuddle with the human. Eventually, Malik goes to wake them both up while I serve the stew in emptied coconut shell bowls. I almost drop the last bowl of hot stew when a shrill scream rips through the air.

#gn reader #male reader #ocs #female reader #yandere #merman #family #Kano my oc #Aalto my oc #Malik my oc #mermaid #male yanderes #xreader

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