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sl33py-day · 1 year

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Imposter AU but with a twist

I had an idea with the SAGAU imposter AU for genshin. Here’s the idea

TW: Swear words and A pick me girl (not reader)

A/n: Y/n can be seen as Female, Male or Gender Neutral the only Female proun I used was for your friend.

You traveled to Genshin impact one day and the first thing you heard was “IMPOSTER!” You didn’t even get a chance to understand where the fuck you were. How rude. But people were running towards you and you scooby doed the fuck out of there.

I have read a few Imposter AU’s so I believe there’s some characters who believe you’re the OG Creator. With that you luckily bumped into one of those characters and for right now it will be Albedo.

Back to the hunt for your ever lovely head. The news that there was an imposter spread more quickly than the latest wildfire. Your wonderful thinking thought “Imma go to Monstadt” since you are a genius. Can you hear the sarcasm?

Albedo made you wear a disguise. Basically a wig with a hood with a scarf. That’s enough though since no one realized or cared for your appearance while going through Monstadt.

While you were walking you heard lots of yelling and loud sounds. You followed the sound to see a crowd going through the crowed you saw your friend.

The Freind that went missing months prior before being in Teyvat. Well I should say Ex.Freind as she stole your money that got you in trouble with your parents, spread lies about you being a whore and stealing her boyfriend, kept saying that you hit her, and Being a pick me girl in short to the point where she dyed her hair to h/c and cut it the way you did. Why did she do this you ask? Well she’s a spoiled brat that always got jealous of you cause you had good grades,smart, and basically people where nice to you because you where nice back but mean to her because she was a bully.

The moment you saw her and she saw you it was over. She pointed to you and yelled “I found the one trying to pretend to be me!” And started crying. But you were gone the moment she pointed to you so basically she was pointing at a random girl that was behind you. Poor girl got pinned to the ground and beaten……

After the whole thing happened you went back to Albedo and said “I could live with being the so called imposter.” Albedo was confused as to why you, the real creator, could live with people hating you and wanting you dead. So he asked why to which you would reply with

“Karma’s gonna kick her ass real soon. She put this act of being the Creator for how long?”

“Five months?”

“Yep lying for that long is gonna give you some backlash in the future. Plus she’s done more bad things than good. I bet the karma police is gonna come at ask for her tax of how much Karma she owes.”

Albedo just sat there like “🙂 Ok” he doesn’t understand what you said but continued with his toys. But you kept talking about things while walking around the room.

“Besides I bet I would have a panic attack, anxiety attack and loss all my energy for the day in just 10 minutes of having to talk to people constantly.”

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And that’s that my idea that I found somewhat funny. Like reader is perceived as the imposter but they don’t care because the person who’s the actual imposter is your ex best friend

#sagau x reader #imposter sagau #Genshin impact #Genshin fanfic #Plot twist #Maybe yandere?#Male reader #Female reader #Gender Neutral reader #Yandere Genshin impact #Yandere genshin #Genshin impact x reader

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mari-0w0 · 9 months

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lol, life~

sorry there hasn't been any game work lately, I've been making coral uwu (I'm an RA for my college and I gotta decorate)

BUT Undead Bees Games has news! We're participating in an upcoming game jam! Y'all should check it out!

I hope you look forward to what Dre and I are working on!

#visual novel #dating sim #yandere #maybe yandere?#based on perception of the character I guess?#male yandere #voice acting #mayhaps??#waiting for someone to get back to me on that lol

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addicted-to-morally-grey-men · 19 days

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This is for my Indian audience out there who've watched best of luck Nikki during their childhood......

Tell me WHY is there no fic of Rohan😭 like that piece af meat is so damn boyfriend Material 😭😭

So being a part of fandom of BoLN (Best of Luck Nikki) ... Maybe sooner or later I'll starting writing a fic about Rohan x reader???

PS: since I am a hooker for yanderes... Just imagine a clingy yandere Rohan x reader...

Boy I'm crying a river of joy frr at this😭✨

#best of luck nikki #Rohan x reader #yandere drabble #male yandere #yandere #indian #rohan singh #maybe yandere?

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jellyfishrnice · 1 month

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Yandere! Rich suitor idea

Hear me out-

The rich suitor that your parents have in mind for you to marry once you turn 30, the guy who's parents your parents are best friends and how they've been imagining their offspring getting married for decades! And how you absolutely can't stand your unofficial fiance!

Of course, he couldn't stand you either. All your lives grown up together with both your parents insinuating that you two will carry on their names. Each year you two would be sent off to some exotic vacation (your parents loosely supervising) and each year you both failed to hold a conversation without fighting. The pressure was always too much for you, you hated the idea of being tied down to some guy only your parents liked. And no matter how beautiful the boy was, he simply wasn't your type. He was too pretty, too spoiled, too prissy with his blonde hair tied in a ponytail and his stupid eyebrow piercing that made no sense considering his personality.

The guy you were supposed to marry felt the same, he couldn't understand what his parents saw in you. You were too wild, he couldn't imagine trying to carry on a family with how you barely even wanted to do school work. He didn't even consider ugly just so... Weird! With your weird, odd sense of fashion and refusal to think about your future , you were definitely not his type. You two hated each other.

Until the summer you two turned 21. The yearly vacation y'all took started off like any other. With both you dreading the sight of each other. But that changed very quickly once he saw you. This was the first year you two were alone, and maybe it was the fresh alcohol in your systems or the soft lights in whatever high class restaurant you were in, something clicked in your suitor's brain.

Turns out a year (or a couple) can really change the way you see someone. Whether he knew or not he started to admire the way you refused to comply with the strict set of rules set by the high class society you two lived in, and how you didn't care what anyone else thought of your peculiar way of self expression. It was admirable he had to admit.

And the night you two shared an accidental drunken kiss, it made the hair on his arms stand up, it made his face flush red(which he blamed on the liquor), and it made his heart pound in a way he never thought possible.

Every bone chilling reaction was forced out of him and it made his skin light on fire. After that night, he only wanted more to come out of your relationship.

But, the attraction was simply one sided.

You still only saw the same prissy boy. He still refused to look at things from more than one perspective, he still poked fun at your style of clothes, he still refused to say thank you to whatever person who was serving him!

He was everything you hated all wrapped up in one ball of a man.

And when he dropped the idea of getting married the next morning while you were still recovering from your hangover, you almost vomited.

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"Ew! What the fuck are you talking about?!" You yelled while almost dropping the mug you had in your hand. The guy was just insulting you yesterday like he always does and now he's talking about marriage?

"You act as though marrying me is the worst thing possible." Andrew sighed while sipping on a glass of orange juice. He looked out the nearby window onto the private beach of the resort while leaning on the nearby wall. It didn't show but your response clearly hurt him just a bit.

"'Cuz it is." You groaned in frustration while sitting down on the living room couch. The guy you hate proposing is definitely not helping with your pounding headache.

You took a sip out of the mug of coffee and tried to rub away the ache from your temples. Why now of all times to propose? You two had at least 5 more years of freedom before yours and his parents would put their foot down and set a date for you two to sign the wedding papers.

"I mean- why not now? Its be better sooner than later, it would be like ripping off a bandaid-"

"Hell no." You sighed and set down your mug on the coffee table next to you and dropped your head onto a pillow. How were you going to deal with this?

"Anyway," you paused trying to gather your words, "don't you hate me? Why would you want to tie the knot so soon? I mean, you're an attractive guy right? Why don't you try out other options before having to-"

"I don't want other options."

You lifted your head and stared at Andrew for a second. The pink dusting his fair cheeks and avoidance of eye contact was all you needed to know.

You looked away from his face and stared at the wall behind him. Your head hurts even more than when you had woken up.

"I'm leaving."

"What?"

"I said I'm leaving." You hauled yourself off the couch and into your room. You could hear Andrews faint footsteps and even more of his questions but ignored it. You packed your backpack, only the necessities and a small bag of seashells. You were getting on the next plane and heading back home. Or wherever you could land first.

You were not staying here. You refused to marry. Not yet at least.

But as you try and open the door to leave, a large hand slams it shut before you can completely open it.

"Andrew. What the hell are you doing."

"You are not leaving." Andrew says while placing his other hand against the door, caging you.

You never realized how muscular Andrew was before this moment.

"Yes, I am. Now let go of the door-"

"No." He says in a much firmer tone.

It dawns on you that you're on a private beach with no one to hear you yell for help. You see one of his hands leave the door and for a second you think he's come back to his senses and stopped whatever crazy shit he was thinking- but instead he snaked his hand around your waist and lays his forehead on your shoulder.

"You're not leaving."

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HEHEHEHE JUST A THOUGHT THOOO

Not proof read forgive me 😔

#yandere #oc x reader #oc #original content #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #orginal #yandere oc #yandere x reader #maybe more

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mothtral · 2 months

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the family notices immediately that their aeon has their benevolent eye on you. how could they not? their aeon’s gaze is a weight they’ve known like the back of their hand since childhood, and it’s always noticeable when xipe… lingers on someone. especially an outsider.

one by one, members of the family approach you. asking if you need any help, if you’re enjoying your stay, do you need help getting back to your room. oh, don’t worry about it, it's no trouble, here, let us carry your bags.

sunday personally shows you around the forbidden zones, a gloved finger held to his lips to quiet your excited giggles. at first, he wondered just what drew xipe to you, but after spending night after night at your side… the picture becomes clear, with you are the main subject.

the family must be doing something right, because sunday shares with them the dream he had. xipe visited him and shared how pleased they were that the family has treated you so kindly. but they want all of them to do more. do anything that would tie you to penacony permanently.

xipe is saddened that they can’t claim you, another aeon having laid their filthy claws on you prior to your visit to penacony. no matter. things like this can break. it just takes a little time. thankfully, the dreamscape is a wonderful place where reality and time are things of the past.

(second part in another post.)

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privitivium · 1 month

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masochist!sensitive!himbo, mean!male!reader - lovely thoughts! bad dom reader,,,,

ur huge best bro, who's very much prone to sobbing in the crook of your neck when you're "making love" to him in his bed,,,, he's too touchy... way too touchy. often - wanting to fucking hold hands and seing them back n forth like ur some kinda fucking couple??? sick.

hmm... he's your best friend! much bigger than you... a gentle giant... kindhearted - pure of heart. fucking not - good lord. there was nothing pure about him. hand dipping in-between your legs, sitting behind you. playing with your cock... before he was kneeling in-between ur thighs, mouth finding the tip of your dick and his tongue circling your leaky bulbous cockhead while you're on the game; distracted by both winning and getting head by your silly companion who often liked to give you such attention!!! is he doing good?

he must be - if you, who generally hates touching him affectionately, are shoving ur fingers in his mouth!!! pumping lewdly into his lips as though you rre fingering his ass,,, makin him taste ur remnants of cum. fingers rubbing on the flat of his tongue, making him gag and its so very obvious that you enjoy the sight with how you surge your hips deeper - is he being whorish enough for you? mmh he can - he can be even more of a whore, he promises!! constricting around ur cock, slobbering and tonguing - sucking on your digits and moaning so pitifully,,, you must like it since you havent pulled away just yet!!!

his huge hands gripping your waist, tugging you deeper into him - feeling the mess of saliva, tears, and snot on your neck. clenching your jaw as you nearly feel overstimulated at the sense - causing you to get aggressive,,,,, he always causes you to grimace in disgust in one way or another. always causing you to you push away from him, physically and emotionally; hands finding and gripping his defined shoulders, forcing him downward to lay against the bed instead of nuzzling into your neck. not wanting to make him cry harder with the command of "don't fucking touch me" - you settle for gentle teasing.

jeez, does it feel that good? you really are sensitive. grumpily enunciating as he mewls for affection, it's kinda annoying. ㅡ is it? m' m- sorryy!!! and sobbing harder while constricting around your cock and milking load after load because he just feels that good... your best bro! feels so good!!!!

you're,,,,, best friends with benefits,,,, but he calls you his boyfriend when introducing you to his gymbros when you aren't there to correct him. moron getting all fluttery and trembling with excitement as you hangout with him... calling him your best fucking bro with a tight hole you can fuck into happily. freeuse, even? like - what? you got an erection out in public and ur embarrassed? hey, it's okay, i can help make it go away lol. please? please? please? let me help, lol. please?

idiot getting hard, trained, when you call him a stupid fucking idiot in public after he drops something on accident. something you do out of affection - insults not matching your loving touches and soothing caresses. see? you can still be loving... no need to be so sensitive, man. don't fucking cry, we're in public. all because you were showing him love - true love by touching him... you didnt like to do that... you were totally coming out of ur shell!!!

#x male reader #top male reader #x top male reader #dom male reader #x dom male reader #yandere himbo maybe #posting / finishing my original drafts lolllll!!!!!!

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9l-sky0 · 1 year

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Queria hacerle un videito para tiktok pero no se como hacerlo🙁

#welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home fanart #wally darling #wally darling fanart #yandere wally darling #??? maybe

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mblue-art · 14 days

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this man. ..

(inspo) (og meme)

#lv20 cross #cross!sans #self insert #mblue art #[ og lv20c is made by withtheworms !! ]#( but this purple lv20c i draw on my blog is usually based on soothingespione's yandere interp )#(bc i hv nt bn th sme snce rdng tht fc) (everytime i think of him i immediately want to [REDACTED] uh do things to him)#(a little violence. as a treat</3)#(probably the only skel/variant i simp for that i wont feel immediately bad doing such to) (maybe)#god i want to [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED]--#a fun(?)(🤨) dynamic to explore personally when im reminded of it #oourgh he makes me feel SOOO conflicted 💢💢💢 (/pos but also /flustrd grrr) shoutout to op thanks for writing him i am so . |||OTL #not linking the fic if any1 asks. it has spicy content #idiot idiot man. love-hate for u. bonks u. (i do like the possessive/obssessive that comes with yanderes tho)#cm

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ddarker-dreams · 2 months

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the word that best describes yan scaramouche is greedy.

he consumes your every waking moment. this is by design — if your respite was to be found outside him, then he'll deprive you of it. it isn't enough for him to reappropriate your future or lord over you in the present. your past is subject to his scrutiny as well. he dislikes that you existed before he entered your life. it's irrational and he knows it, which irritates him to no end. his emotions are loud, cacophonous interlopers that overrule reason. you push him to extremes but he does little to resist the shove.

this version of you, roughly visualized from hearsay, exists beyond his control. all the power in the world couldn't undo your first crush, first kiss, first love. lightning can't transcend the boundaries of space and time to smite those who brought you happiness he can never replicate. you may be isolated from the outside world, unable to rebel against him outright, yet watching you smile over some memory hurts worse than if you were to tear him limb from limb.

how will he ever compare? so long as you know that you deserve better, he'll never have your heart, he'll only serve as its warden. your past is why you hate him, yet your past is why you're you. erasing that would require erasing the person he cherishes most. it's frustrating; it's humbling.

perhaps you'll never physically be free of him. still, your capacity to wish for escape means you'll never belong to him in your entirety.

#you: *stares out the window and sighs wistfully*#scara: they're thinking about how much they loathe me. how if given the chance they'd have me drawn and quartered.#puppet boy is a touch insecure . Maybe a bit more than that.#yandere scaramouche x reader #yandere genshin impact x reader #scaramouche brainrot #concepts

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i-love-scarameowche · 4 months

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Yandere Giant Gojo

TW: Yandere, stalking, Gojo is a creep, the reader gets pregnant and has a kid, underwear sniffing, Gojo has breeder balls cus I said so, brief noncon mention, brief mention of jacking off, kidnapping.

Giant Gojo who saw a cute little human and was immediately drawn to them. How could he not be? You're so adorable and tiny!

Giant Gojo who started to visit you whenever he could, at first you were scared of him, of course you were. He's well, a giant. At least 60+ feet tall.

Giant Gojo who you slowly warmed up to, despite being a giant, he just seemed like a human. He's actually pretty gentle with you too.

Giant Gojo who, whenever you didn't have enough food, would always visit with something you could eat, whether it be a deer, a bear, or just some bread he stole from another human.

Giant Gojo who always stared at you with the most loving and admiring look. He couldn't help it, you're so perfect.

Giant Gojo whose little crush quickly soured into an unhealthy obsession. He can't do anything anymore, all he wants to do is be with you, all he thinks about is you.

Yandere Giant Gojo who starts to watch you sleep through the window in your bedroom, he wishes so badly that he was small so he could be with you, or watch you more stealthily.

Yandere Giant Gojo who finds and forces a mage who gives him pills to be human, and a love potion.

Yandere Giant Gojo who doesn't use the potion on you, believing that you'll fall in love with him on your own.

Yandere Giant Gojo who watches you through your window or under your bed, watching you change regularly and stealing your underwear to sniff and or use to jack off.

Yandere Giant Gojo who soon develops a breeding kink, realizing how much seed he releases when he orgasms. He's sure it'll also help you love him if you realize how easily he can get you to have kids.

Yandere Giant Gojo who surprises you by showing you that he can be human, like you. "We can start planning the wedding now, m'kay?"

Yandere Giant Gojo who is surprised and sad when you say no, and when he finds out that you don't like him romantically.

Yandere Giant Gojo who forces you down as he undresses you, you'll love him after he gives you kids right?

Yandere Giant Gojo who, in the end, takes you back to his massive house.

Yandere Giant Gojo who keeps you locked up, even when you're pregnant. He visits you a lot in the tiny house he made you, when he's not well, a giant.

Yandere Giant Gojo who wasn't really sure what to do when you give birth, and took you back to your village to have the other humans help you, despite his unwavering want to keep you to himself.

Yandere Giant Gojo who, at times, holds his and your child above your head, threatening them so you do, or don't do, something.

Yandere Giant Gojo who decides he's glad he saw you that fateful little day, now you're his little human.

Notes: might make this a series if ever wanted(js know I'm very slow w that stuff) but idk it was js a lil idea I had :3

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devotion-disorder · 3 months

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What would happen if Noel and Kuuya switch jobs? Or like switch bodies/lives temporarily?

if they switched jobs, I think Noel would be the office sleaze that gets away with everything just cause of his pretty face. Some sort of nepo baby with a penchant for power harassment definitely. Kuuya would be a small streamer who lives off of the donations from one or two crazed fans. He briefly becomes viral for a clip of him just completely losing his shit malding, but the popularity doesn't hold because his streams just consists of him muttering under his breath and playing silently.

#ask #anon #yandere oc #sillydoods #kuuya posting #noel posting #them switching bodies would definitely be interesting though...maybe another post another time👀

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mochixkisses · 5 months

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you love me, but you're not spiraling when i don't respond? you're not spamming me with all your thoughts? you're not explicitly stating how if i don't respond to you, you're going to fucking cut me open? huh, sounds fake.

#mochi's musings #yandere #lovesick #obslove #yanderecore #yancore #yandere community #yandere thoughts #yandere vent #obsessive yandere #wlw yandere #jokes jokes #maybe...

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thegaysinmyhead · 4 months

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PROLOGUE

Guys—I never ever ever write Yandere Fics but?? Dead on Main Mutual Yandere??? Ghost Obsessions or Ghost Biology taken to an extreme, leading to bloody and ectoplasmic messes??? DAMN

(Legit wrote this in 15 minutes on my phone lmao)

Jason smirked underneath his mask, a feral grin of all teeth as he dug his nails into the body underneath him. These white suited fucks had been crawling through Gotham for weeks and the Pit snarled everytime he caught sight of one in his territory. It had been months since he had gone into a green-tinted rage, but every time he saw one of the walking stain collectors he had to fight one down. The Pit snarled deep in his chest and begged for violence, begged to turn the eggshell colored tuxedos into a mess of carnage, everytime he came close to the 'agents'.

There was an ache in his gums and a burning underneath his nails, he dug them deeper into the light colored flesh. Blood pooled under the abuse, were his nails supposed to be that sharp?

Jason got tired of watching these guys shuffle through Crime Alley like they owned the streets he cleaned, and the people under his protection were constantly complaining about them too. He was just supposed to come in to question them, threaten them so they learned the rules, he didn't expect the RAGE-RAGE-RAGE that overtook him as soon as he was in range of the eyesores.

It was...different than his usual pit-induced madness. There was a purpose tickling in the back of his brain—a garbled voice he recognized but didn't that was screaming at him.

RAGE-PROTECT-KING

King?

Jason snarled before putting the rest of his strength into his grip, there was an audible snap underneath his palm. The last agent's body fell limp in his grasp.

KING-PROTECT-SAVE

The thing in his chest howled at him as it forced his legs to move, instinct carrying him as he put bullets (real ones, why did he have real ones? He barely used those anymore) into whatever fashion-freak tried to stop him with their Lazarus green guns. Their aim was shit, his was better.

KING-HERE-PROTECT

There was a paines scream on the other side of the wall that had Jason snapping back into awareness, and with strength he didn't know he had he ripped a thick metal door with his bare hands and threw it to the side. The Pit settled in his chest, a grumbling anxious thing instead of the all consuming it was moments ago. Jason absent-mindedly rubbed his hand where he felt the warmth of the green that stayed with him before he stepped into a sparsely lit room.

Glowing green Lazarus water and blood was spewed and mixed across the walls, a chaotic clash of neon and maroon that stunk of copper and acid. There was a figure wailing in the middle of the room as more green leaked from an open wound on its chest. No, not just an open wound, a vivisection. His vision tinted harshly once more as he slowly made his way to the restrained figure.

A man, most likely the same age or younger than him, with snow white hair, tanned skin that looked almost blue-tinted, glowing freckles in the shape of constellations, and green-green-green unseeing eyes as they spilled cold tears. Jason gently wiped the tears away as if pulled by instinct, and cooed softly with and audible echo in his chest. The Pit had never felt like this, not even in his most justified rages. It had never felt this soft either.

The man cried harder as he tilted his cheek further into Jason's bloody fingerless gloves, a pitiful whine escaping his throat as he begged without words. Jason doesn't know why it was so important for him to get this man his king out and to safety, to care for him, but he knew denying that instinct would only hurt him in the future. There was a warmth building under his fingertips before he pulled them slowly away from the freckled skin, the man gasping and blinking rapidly trying to find him again.

scared-help-afraid

There was a rumble deep in Jason's chest as if the soothe the man, and it seemed to work. The strained shoulders relaxed slightly and allowed Jason to move his (clawed?) fingers to the thick iron cuffs with strange electricity running through them. With a clenched jaw, he ripped the metal in half for each restraint, barely holding back the green before pulling needle and thread from somewhere in the room. The man didn't react to being stitched up, but whimpered when Jason's hands left his chest. A green and purple bruised hand shot out to bring his palm back, and Jason murmured softly while interlacing their fingers.

RAGE-PROTECT-HELP

grateful-safe-help?

HELP-RAGE-PROTECT

The being slumped into his arms as Jason pulled him close—the blue-tinted man weighed less than a bag of chips.

They deserved to suffer for the horrific acts they committed to his king the man in his arms. The Pit and him agreed on that.

With a gruff, Jason adjusted to pull off his jacket and cover the weeping wound of the man. He pulled him into a bridal-style carry before making his way out of the horror room, stepping over freshly dead and dying bodies. There was more blood in the previously white hallways than there was in the room he came from, and he wasn't gentle about stepping over still-alive scientists and agents. He ended up crushing skulls under his steel toed boots when the Pit snarled for their blood, but the rest wound bleed out and die slowly.

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Masterpost, Pt 1

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a-mint-bear · 4 months

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Yandere Boy Types

The Stalker

● Knows everything about you. Your birthday, favorite color, animal, food? That's easy! Give him a hard one. He knows what shows you're watching lately, what you get for takeout, who you talk to every day. He even knows what you wrote about him in your journal. You're using a new toothpaste lately. He's taking notes.

● Has been in your place dozens of times, goes through your drawers and lays in your bed and sniffs your pillow. Maybe even some other stuff he can't mention in polite company... Sometimes you notice things out of place, maybe? Missing things too. Maybe it's just your imagination.

● You dismiss that feeling of someone watching you or following you, thinking you're just being paranoid. But he tends to show up when you go out. Isn't that just such a coincidence? You should totally come sit at his table at the coffee shop though, why not?

● Has lots of pictures of you. LOTS. You smiling for the camera, reading on the park bench, in line at your usual pharmacy, even some when you were pretty sure you were alone. Is that you sleeping?

The Actor

● Pretends to be whatever you need him to be to win you over. Maybe you like sporty guys? He did track and field in school and he's training for a marathon, you wanna join him for runs? Artsy guys your thing? He loves to paint, has for years! Shy boys are the cutest, right? He stutters and looks away when he sees you. He totally didn't mean to touch your hand just then, so sorry!

● You mentioned to a friend you like guys who like animals? Guess who just got a puppy! You like strawberries? They're his favorite! Wow, you have the same coffee order, what are the odds? He thought you liked it when guys paint their nails? Oh, you think that color would look better? He's already adding it to his cart.

● He can't remember what his favorite song used to be, he's been listening to that band you're into lately. What kind of cake does he like? Well, whatever you want him to like! That stuff isn't important anyway. Just tell him what you want him to be into, he'll love it!

● Doesn't understand why you don't just fall for him already, but he'll pretend as long as it takes. He'll be anyone you want him to be, he doesn't need anything or want anything if it's not to make you look his way. You don't feel the same way about him? That's okay! He can change! Just...tell him what you want!

The Loner

● On his own a lot for one reason or another, but when he met you, there was just something about you... Maybe it was a friendly smile you sent his way, or just how your hair looked. Maybe you were just there on a bad day. But whatever the reason, he can't seem to forget you.

● You're meeting up with friends? You should hang out with him instead. You have to get ready for work? A sick day never hurt anyone. And you deserve a day off. He would love it if you just spent every day with him. Just him.

● Sometimes his possessiveness is cute. He pouts when you answer your phone when you're together. He stares daggers at the overly-flirty cashier at the convenience store. He shoves the touchy-feely guy on the street off you and walks you home. Sometimes it's not so cute. He is convinced that your best guy friend is in love with you and it pisses him off. If anyone accidentally touches you he's up in their face. It's not you he doesn't trust. You're just too cute, of course everyone would want you like he does.

● He just wishes you didn't need anyone other than him. You're his whole world. Why can't you see he just wants to be with you all the time? Why won't you only look at him? Can't you see how much he loves you? There's no one else like you. You're it for him. No one else even comes close.

The Devotee

● Worships you. You are the light of his life, why he gets out of bed in the morning, his reason for being. His every waking thought is consumed by you. Every time he sees you, it's like a radiant light surrounds you. He can't look away.

● Adores you. You know who's so cute? You, of course! The way you move, all your little habits, the look in your eyes when you see him. He's never seen such a flawless human being. Everything you don't like about yourself is just one more thing he finds so charming about you. If you let him, he would never stop touching and kissing every inch of you.

● Would die for you. Just say the word. If you ever needed him to suffer for any reason, he wouldn't even hesitate. Yell at him, push him, shove him? It hurts, but that's okay! As long as he's near you, he's in heaven. If it made you happy, he'd do anything. He doesn't matter! All that matters is you.

● Would kill for you. That creep at the bar who gets a bit too handsy with you? Gone. That coworker who made you cry in the bathroom at work? Gone. Maybe that neighbor who looks at you just a bit too long on your walks? Gone. You and your best friend had a fight? Gone. No one appreciates you like he does. No one else deserves you!

#which one is your favorite?#male yandere #yandere #yandere oc #yandere boy #yandere imagines #im sure there's more #maybe there're combo boys :o #i started to write about my yandere preferences and it turned into this post #i like stalker types but they all have their charms #fictional stalkers of course #long post #i thought about breaking this up into 4 posts #but you can only copy/cut one paragraph at a time

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dollwrites · 11 months

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I have a request!!! Can you maybe do a dark fic of Yandere Belphie (OM) where the MC reader (fem preferably) somehow accidentally goes into Belphie’s room/cage without being able to get back out? The longing of Belphie as he watches her come and go…but now? She can finally be his.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, yandere!belphie, noncon, begging, fingering, very brief degradation, touch starved belphie, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

“Don’t leave me,” it was a pathetic and whiny moan against the shell of your ear. one you might have even thought was precious had he not been pressing all of his body weight against you. his fists wrapped tightly around your wrists, pinning the backs of your hands to the floor as he littered your sensitive neck with hungry, open mouthed kisses. “Stay with me. Play with me.”

you could feel the graze of his teeth, and the roughness of his horns as they rub against you, his tongue swirling circles, leaving trails of warm saliva over skin that he swells by suckling hard. “B—Belph…!” you gasp, tilting your head back to try and look towards the gated exit. it must’ve been charmed by magic you didn’t understand, because once you’d managed to get inside, you couldn’t get back out. your DDD lay just on the other side, though, and you could see Lucifer’s stoic expression every time the phone lit up with another call. “I-I need to…” your arms could fit through the bars, if he wasn’t pinning them down. your hands make fists, and then uncurl, as if you were trying to grab for it, and bite your lip as you stare at the screen. you could imagine Lucifer was robocalling you, unable to find you in the manor.

“Don’t worry, he won’t even think to look here.” Belphegor elicits a breathy moan, pressing his body to yours. his eyes flickered up to the DDD, too, and he allows a lazy smirk to stretch his lips as he presses them in a seal against your collarbone. he shifts his grip, taking your weak wrists together in one palm to push them above your head. this new position freed one hand that he then slipped under the waistband of your jeans, regardless of your gurgled protest. he didn’t even have to unbutton them, digging underneath the fabric of them and your panties to cup your warm sex. you whimper, pushing your back off the floor at the sensation— it’s greedy and uncouth, the tips of his digits hooking underneath your netherlips to anchor his hand there. your thighs clamp together, legs trying to rub and kick between your bodies, but his hand was already between your hips, and there was no pushing him out now. “You’re such a good girl, my brother wouldn’t suspect you’d break his rules, come exploring the attic even though he told you not to. You’re safely here with me, and I don’t have to let you go.” he whispers each syllable, signing his name over your chest with his tongue as if to claim you as his.

“I’ve been waiting… watching for so long… I’ve needed this. I’ve needed you.”

“W—wait,” you breathe out, bucking your hips, squeezing your fists and pushing against his strength. it was no use, you were much, much weaker than him, but you tried to show as much resistance as you could muster, “d-don’t touch… Belphie, Lucifer will eventually find me! I don’t want you to get in more trouble…” you were panting, now, be it from fear or the pleasurable strokes as he rubs his finger pads between your folds, feeling all of your slick, vulnerable sex. you didn’t want to show that it felt good, being played with against your will, but you couldn’t help it if he felt the heat from your blushing cheeks, or the way your cunt trembled under his fingertips. “J—just help me reach my DDD, yeah..??” you bite down, harshly on your lip when he lets out a bestial snort, using his horns and hooking them through your top and bra. with a shake of his head, like a mad bull, he’s shredded your clothes, and nuzzles his face into your breasts, smothering himself with them. your eyelids flutter when he nips at one, delicate bud; it hardens between his teeth, a pleased growl rumbling in the back of his throat. “L—Lucifer might reward you for h-helping, I could even… maybe I can ask him to let y-you out—!” you try to add, but his middle finger slips into your clenching hole, and it spasms in protest as he sets a brutal pace. “B-Belphegor..!! D—don’t..!!”

“You’re so stupid, it’s kinda cute, even.” Belphegor teases, his gaze burning into yours as he rolls your nipple between his teeth, before clamping his mouth down around it, sucking. he makes a loud, smacking sound as drool leaks out of the corners of his mouth, as if he were feeding from you as desperately as a starved animal. he moans, his ring finger joining the middle one to stretch you open further. they pump, knuckle deep, inside of you, and you can feel every subtle curl as he searches for a sweet spot. you mewl his name, pathetic tears in the corners of your eyes. he was rough, but you didn’t think that he was trying to hurt you.

he was just so damn desperate— and you could see a wildfire of hunger burning in his eyes. he couldn’t be gentle, even if he wanted to.

prying his mouth from your nipple with a dizzying pop, he breathes, ragged, glaring up at you with his dark tresses hanging in his eyes. “You’re here with me, now. I don’t care about getting out, not anymore. Not now that I’ve snagged a pretty, little plaything to keep me happy.” his fingers thrust in, deep and fast, until you’re squealing and writhing around on the floor, and he nuzzles against your breast, smearing saliva between his cheek and your mound, before dragging his teeth and tongue over your areola with his fist clenching your wrists tighter. he moans, closing his eyes, when his fingers batter a bundle of spongy nerves that send you into a yelping, kicking fit, coming unraveled beneath him. “And you like it, too, don’t you?” when you shake your head, trying to bite down on your lip so you don’t make any more flustered sounds, his pace only picked up, coaxing your body to answer for you. clenches, spasms, and soaking through your jeans, your eyelids fluttered and your head fell back. you could still watch Lucifer lighting up your DDD, no doubt urgently looking for you. “It’s okay, you can lie to me and tell me you hate it, if that’s what you want.” Belphegor presses all of his weight on you, dragging his open mouth against your cheek as he breathes heavily against it. there’s a sizable, firm lump that grinds against your trembling thigh when he rests his body on yours, and you hate how wet it makes you to feel the shape of his cock prodding, searching for your hyper-sensitive cunt. “As long as you never leave me, you can act as bratty as you want to. Our little game,” he coos, nibbling on your jaw, before inching up to smother your mouth with his own, “just remember, the more you resist, the rougher I’ll have to get, baby.”

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privitivium · 3 months

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been thinking about this needy ass crybaby dude begging for ur attention but ur just so mean and indifferent,,,,, so. A rant. If you will.

some affectionate small fry who you fuck on the down low just for your own satisfaction... no strings attached, friends with benefits you'd call yourselves - but not even friends!! maybe. what friend would let you rest yr soft cock in his hole while watching some action movie and completely ignoring the way he writhes but trying so hard to sit still for you because you said you didn't want him to move-? imagining this gentle loving soul being absolutely obsessed with you, always bothering you with something or just sitting and soaking in your existence and admiring you - and hanging out in your room, him tugging gently on your arm and begging to be fucked in nothing but a much-too-big zip-up jacket that was like a dress for his smaller frame, tip leaky and brushing against the fabric - is that yours? your jacket ??? looking over at him as he looks at you like a sad puppy in mild disgust -

"shut up, man..." complaining about him to his teary-eyed flushed face... you were so cruel, he's literally fiending for your love?!?! and ... he thought the sight of him in your hoodie would entice you to fuck him hard and rough in a sensual way, you know?!?! he wants you to want him like he wants you!! and now all he can do is cry and secretly jerk himself off underneath yr hoodie in the comfort of your bed with you sitting so close... you didnt seem to mind that hes wearing ur jacket, and he thinks you wouldnt mind if he came on it either. yeah.

#ocs =͟͟͞͞★#male reader #top male reader #x top male reader #x male reader #dom male reader #x dom male reader #oc ☆ ( rambles :3 )#yandere ??? maybe. yeah.#yandere m x m reader #yandere male x male reader #yandere male x reader #hooray!_!!#sub male character #bottom male character !!!

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