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My dearest butterfly,
I usually pride myself on having a way with words, never having my tongue tied, never having to stutter or stumble, and yet, with you, I find it hard to even breathe let alone speak. Ever since the day you stepped into my clinic, stepped into my life, I’ve found myself in a fog, never able to say what I feel, to speak with confidence, like without you I'm some sort of shell of myself.
As a doctor, I assumed I was ill, sick, perhaps coming down with something that would pass with rest and time. However, I found out the truth- I was sick of course, but nothing that would be cured with needles and antibiotics.
My dear butterfly, I have come to find out, my ailment is love sickness. As cutesy as that sounds, what I mean to say is- I'm utterly obsessed with you, and cannot rest or feel alive until I see you in my sight, or feel you by my side.
The fact I am blessed enough to touch you, to examine every area, intimate or not, to be trusted with your darkest medical secrets-It fuels me more than any other patient has. With you, curing you and your health just has more meaning to me, has more depth and humanity. You have that way about you, making me feel deeper than any human ever has, reaching my core and burrowing deep within the walls of my heart.
This letter is nothing but a love filled ramble, but one I simply had to write. I can no longer hide how I feel, how I crave. I don't expect you to know what to do with all of this information right away, so, I’ll give you a few good rules to go by while everything sets in and has time to process.
This is all true. I adore you, deeper than anyone could ever adore you, and more intense than any past lover could ever dream
I refuse to let you try and deny me. You can be coy, you can be shy, you can even need time and space, but you wont be with anyone else but me in the romantic sense. I’ll take whatever precautions I need to ensure this rule is followed.
I mean you absolutely no harm, however, as mentioned above, I’ll do what I must. Just sit back and take in what you need, but know, I’m utterly sick for you darling, there’s no way you can turn me away, be your attempts silly or desperate.
I’ll be sure to send this letter over the weekend to give you more time, but, if by chance the postal service messes up, a few days letting your mind wander at your work wouldn’t be awful either.
I’ll see you soon, my love. We’ll discuss this more in person, where my words are sharper than the pen I used, and my voice will convey just how serious I am about all of this.
All yours, only yours,
-Doctor Lee.
(-Mommabean, hope you liked!)
#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#my ocs#doctor lee my oc#dr lee my oc#yandere doctor#yandere serial killer#yandere oc#yandere letter#yandere male#yandere prompts#mommabean
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Yandere who feels so guilty for jerking off to you in the shower. Yandere who's a pitiful mess as he strokes his cock and imagines all the ways he'd fuck you, make you gag and choke and whimper, pictures how tight you'd be while arching your back and blubbering nonsense as he makes you cum.
The cold water from the shower doesn't help, he can't stop thinking about your smell, your taste, how easy it was to get into your house in the first place, has to bite his knuckles when he cums so he doesn't wake you up with the noises that pass his lips, nearly knocking the soap and shampoo over as he hunches over out of breath
Being pathetic and hating that he's hard again and just wants to bury himself in your throat or deep inside of you while you cry out and can't escape.
He's so fucked up, he KNOWS he is but he can't stop, it feels too good, feels to right, he feels like he's losing his mind!
-Mommabean
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Yandere male, desperately fucking into Reader, whimpering and whining and pleading to cum inside, saying he’s been such a good boy, he’ll do anything, and you just yank on his leash and try to hold on for dear life as the man nearly bends you in half to get deeper and claim even more of you, completely taking away your ability to think let alone talk.
-Mommabean (Its just Elias, really)
#Elias my oc#Yandere scenarios#yandere imagines#yandere smut#yandere lemons#My ocs#Elias my baby#Mommabean#yandere blurb
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Puppy service top yandere. They just want to be good for you, make you happy, do anything you ask. They can’t stop themselves though when they’re deep inside of you, chanting out “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry” as they fuck into you and push themselves as deep as they can get as they breed you.
They beg for forgiveness but even in the aftershocks covered in sweat, their hips start to move again, they press their face into your shoulder and blubber out apology after apology because they genuinely can’t help themselves, you feel too good!
It’s why it’s time for training, and they just happily put on the muzzle and the leash if it means they can be your good little pet
-Mommabean
#mommabean#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#yandere smut#yandere lemons#yandere service top#needs to be a more popular tag
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Alphas who are pussy addicted. They have to be muzzled when walking downtown with their mate to prevent them from just hitting their knees and stealing a taste. Alphas who steal stale and dirty underwear just to wetly suck their mates' taste from the fabric while lazily stroking their cocks, whimpering because they want it from the source but are so desperate this is all they can get.
Alphas who go into such a puppy mode when they can finally, finally get their mouth on their mate (it's been hours and that feels like days!) and just bury their face as close as they can, inhaling their scent, groaning deep in satisfaction and relief, growling in irritation when their mate tries to leave (even if just trying to get more comfortable!)
Alphas who suck, slurp, drink and gulp down everything their mate has to give them, knotting in their own underwear and staining the cloth with load after load of cum, face covered in slick and spit, but they cannot get enough, needing to get their tongue inside as deep as possible or to suck on their mates cock / clit like it's their only life line, sounding like an animal and uncaring how much their partner aches and begs for a break. They need this! They have to have this! It’s not their fault their mate is amazing and makes them crazy!
Just some good omegaverse ramblings <3
-Mommabean (Please tell me your thoughts!)
#mommabean#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#yandere smut#yandere omegaverse#yandere alphas#yandere lemons#ok to add on#ok to reblog#ok to say stuff#ok to interact
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Choso who insists on doing everything with you. Showering with you, having his muscular arms wrapped around you, head against your shoulder as he breathes you in. It’s one of the few times he gets eerily quiet, just basking in the warmth with you, feeling you against him and grounding him back to earth.
Cooking for you, getting antsy when he sees you grabbing for anything sharp, demanding you either let him do it or at the very least allow him to handle all heat and sharps. You explain that you aren’t a child and know what you’re doing but he doesn’t listen, doesn’t /care/. Besides when he makes it, you always say it tastes special! Not that you need to know what he adds everytime…
Slides in bed beside you, pulling you into his chest, wishing you didn’t put on pajamas at all so he can feel all of you, wanting to let his fingers map out your skin so he never forgets the feeling. You just try to lay on your side but that just gives the man access to your thighs, that he’s more than happy to show appreciation for, especially since you insist your underwear stays on if he’s staying a night.
(Said underwear is sniffed desperately when you’re alseep. He jerks his cock in long, languid strokes to savor it as he inhales your musk, mouth watering and begging to feel you on his tongue).
Choso being a clingy, perverted and protective yandere 💕💕
-Mommabean
#sorry for typos#mommabean#yandere Choso#yandere jjk#yandere jujutsu kaisen#yandere smut#yandere lemons#yandere male#yandere scenarios#yandere imagines#I LOVE CHOSO
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Two yanderes having reader tied down as they worship your body, kissing up your thighs and telling you how they want to worship you, crave to see you at every moment of bliss.
They use toys, edging you and telling you how cute you are begging for release, but they can’t help themselves! You just look so good when right at the edge.
Oh but do you look even more glorious when you tip over that edge, tears streaming down your face as you climax and tighten up like a bow, arching and having moans spill out of you uncontrollably.
So glorious in fact, they have to see it again. And again. And again.
-Mommabean
#mommabean#yandere scenarios#yandere imagines#yandere smut#yandere lemons#poly yandere#yandere dubcon
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Andy going into rut though. Reader is just trying to get him to calm down after being so aggressive to the other staff and he just corners you into the stall, chuffing and snarling, demanding that you remove everything you have on you, because none of it smells like him and he hates that anything else has it's scent on you.
You're bent over the hay, breathless, leaking, begging to be given a break and the hybrid simply yanks your hair and tells you "You can take it. You're a big farmer, aren't you?" and just makes you take every inch he has to give again and again and again.
You think that afterwards maybe he'd get it out of his system, but no, you're curled around and brought to his stall, where he rubs his face against you and growls when you try to pull away, scenting you aggressively while debating on filling you up one more time, you know, "for good luck"
-Mommabean
#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#yandere exophilia#my ocs#mommabean#Andy my oc#Andy the bullman#yandere hybrid#yandere dubcon#possible noncon#idk id let andy hit it#yandere lemons#yandere smut
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“No! No please I don’t want to anymore!”
Toji, who’s fingers have forced you into several orgasms: I don’t remember asking what you wanted. Now be good and cum for me again. Keep fighting me and I’ll make it worse baby.
#mommabean#yandere Toji#yandere noncon#yandere dubcon#yandere jujutsu kaisen#yandere smut#yandere lemons#yandere scenarios#yandere imagines#yandere male#yandere jjk
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The demon brothers tying reader down and exploring them. Opening you up and gazing into your most intimate areas while crooning and purring about how cute you are when humiliated and embarrassed.
Forced to cum again and again while they use toys, overstimulating you and making you cry from the forced pleasure and too much too fast. You’re dizzy and weak and begging for a break but they just laugh and tell you they aren’t done with you yet.
Once you’re pliant and too weak to even tug at the rope holding you, they take their turns spearing you on their cocks and making you mewl and whimper for them, while they each remind you how you’re never going to leave them and how you’re always going to belong to them.
-Mommabean
#yandere obey me#mommabean#yandere demons#poly yandere#yandere scenarios#yandere imagines#yandere smut#yandere lemons#yandere dubcon#yandere exophilia
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Thinking about Yandere Toji eating out a transmasc reader, chuckling in amusement when they try to crawl away and call for help, but he just yanks them back and flips them on their back, and throws their trembling legs over his shoulders.
"baby boy, we've been over this. I've earned this. I've protected you all this time and all I ask is to have a taste, I don't think that's too much to ask"
Ugh just abusing their t-dick and sucking on it like its a punishment until they cover his face in their juices, weakly and feebly shoving at his face but there's no point, what Toji wants Toji gets
And they just weakly cry out when that wicked tongue slips inside of them and his fingers abuse their sensitive nub, making tears leak down their face in shame as they climax against their stalkers face and listen to him groan in satisfaction
just some good yandere Toji thoughts
-Mommabean
#mommabean#yandere scenarios#yandere imagines#transmasc reader#yandere Toji#yandere dubcon#yandere noncon#yandere male#yandere lemons#yandere smut#yandere JJK#yandere jujutsu kaisen
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Hey Momma!
I like butterflies, ya got any Yandere Alien Butterfly scenario for me? Or everyone? Cause I'm sure we'd like a nice Yandere Alien Butterfly~ 🦋
“P-Please! Please you have to-Ahh!” You sob, wincing and jerking as more of their invasive fingers inspect your body. It wasn’t a sob of pain either, oh anything but. You’ve been handed over for these insect aliens to inspect as a sort of treaty and well, they’re being /very/ thorough with you.
Their wings flutter here and there as they murmur and whisper to one another, you assume to speak about notes and what they’ve learned but you can’t help but notice the clipboards and tablets have been set aside for over an hour now, and they simply haven’t bothered to test anything more than your limits on pleasure.
Weren’t you supposed to be tested on with other items too? Wasn’t this more or less a death sentence from your oh so cowardly government?
“They react nicely when you press right here-” The one on the left states a bit louder, something you can actually comprehend, but you’re focus is cut off as they demonstrate what they mean-curling their fingers inside you just right and making your body pulse with pleasure once again, your eyes watering as they begin to more or less abuse that spot and make your muscles tense and shake.
You can’t even catch your breath as the one on the right nods their head, but moves to grab something off of the table beside them. “Yes but do you think their anatomy could handle someone of our size? I think this mating tool is about as large as one of us, shall we try it?”
Oh god you can’t even bring yourself to look up. You try to catch your breath while you can, laying back on the cold table bringing you back to your senses even if just slightly. You aren’t sure you want to know just how big that toy could be, your mind would simply break.
“Oh not to worry! They’re quite resilient creatures! But we do have to be careful, I like this one” one says, amused as they grab the item and flick the switch. “We have to be slow, humans can handle sizes better when relaxed and sedated. Our little specimen here should be able to take at least half before we run into any issues”.
Your walls flutter and pulse once again, and you hate your body for being so eager to start after finally catching your breath. It’s as if your instincts are trying to tell you to just lay back and give in, and really, you can’t fight that urge much longer. That buzzing sound only makes your legs want to squeeze together tighter, but not out of fear this time.
Oh you’re slowly becoming a mindless toy yourself aren’t you?
When the head of that large toy enters you, your breath catches and it can’t be helped when you arch up and brokenly cry, that stretch seemingly both painful and blissful. That vibration was only making your fingers and toes curl as the two aliens watched with rapt attention, slowly pressing the toy in deeper and deeper, listening to your feeble noises and adorable moans almost nonchalantly.
If it wasn’t for the heady scent in the air and the fact you could see their own members sliding out in arousal, you’d think they were genuinely bored with experimenting with you. You catch a glimpse between weak twists of your body, and those dangerous eyes hold something more primal than they did when you first entered the room.
They were doing this for more than just research, that’s for sure. You’re at their mercy until they get bored, if they even do.
“Go ahead. Climax. We know you have more in you, we’ve studied your vitals and liquids, you aren’t dehydrated yet” the one on the right bites out, eager and needy as he leans forward to turn the toys vibrations up. “You look so good like this, human. Stuffed and needy, begging to be bred and made into the perfect mate. You must feel so neglected if you’re this sensitive to what we use”
You can only manage a whimper, eyes rolling back as your breath catches and that thick, pulsing toy hammers inside of you. It’s no use in fighting it, you couldn’t fight the multiple other attempts either. You cave, body lurching and head lolling back as you cry out and loudly gasp for air, feeling your hole clenching down and trying to make sure that large toy doesn’t leave, milking it for all its worth as you rock your hips to ride out the fifth intense orgasm of the day.
The two butterflies coo and croon in your ear, you think they’re praising you even but everythings so blurry and sounds like it's underwater, you can’t make any of it out.
“Good job human, such a good job. That’s it, deep breaths…When your breathing is back to a stable condition let’s see if we can’t fit in the rest of the device. I’m sure you won’t disappoint us”.
(-Mommabean, hiya! Sorry for any typos! Anyway I hope you enjoyed, feel free to tell me what you thought!)
#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#yandere exophilia#mommabean#yandere noncon#yandere dubcon#yandere smut#yandere alien bugs#yandere alien butterflies#yandere aliens#yandere butterflies#experimentation tw#experimental torture tw
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Silly Royal Yandere Idea-
Imagine being a worker for a royal family, you're a farmer who brings the goods to the kitchen every day and make sure all vegetables and fruits are fresh, not bruised, cleaned and ready to be prepared for their meals.
You usually make the trek alone, no big deal right? Just some heavy baskets and such but the job itself isn't really that bad. It's made even better actually when the young prince finds he fancies the way you work and how you farm, loves to walk with you on your way out of the kingdom and listen to you and your stories.
He's cute, you'll give him that. Curious and finally able to explore without much of an issue now that he's finished his training, his father boasting proudly today even that they shall share a feast in celebration.
The walks are nice, you aren't alone and are even safer as the highwaymen shrink away and know to stay back when they see such fierce eyes. Those calloused hands from fighting and training lay on your hips, pulling you closer to his side as you share yet another walk to your farm and get the baskets ready for another delivery.
These sweet meetings grow in size as time goes on. He's been given permission by the king and queen to bring you to the main rooms of the castle, though they aren't too happy that he disregards their rules about what you can and can't touch.
He's so puppy-like, grabbing your hand and pulling you everywhere he can, showing his favorite art, his instruments he's been playing while he waits for you to return, the things he requested be made to remind him of you, and some other odd but - at the time- well meaning items.
The prince however gets more and more demanding of your presence. So much so, that one morning you wake up to begin to water the crops and fetch some in your buckets but you opened the door to the man standing there, royal suit and all, a wide smile on his face as he greets you.
You insist you'll be at the castle soon, that you have work to be done, but he just pushes you forward as he walks with you, -not harsh, but definitely firm, making sure you couldn't turn away from him as he leads you.
"Just one day can't hurt right?" he says, "I just wish to spend the day with you, only you. It's why I took my own horse! He loves your carrots, you know? Only yours...He's very much like me in that regard".
You decide that, on one hand, denying the prince anything could be dire, the royal family having all say in what is done and you're lucky they have been so benevolent. Risking your business because you didn't want to indulge the odd prince...It isn't worth the reward of just keeping up with the crops and farm work.
But this one day out by the river and having the man buy you whatever you laid your eyes on, while sweet and very enjoyable, wasn’t enough. He shows up every morning now, you hear how exhausted his parents are when you reach the castle every time, they demand he act right, that he stop leaving without notifying any of the guards, but he just laughs it off and says “Why should they embark with me on my and my lovers adventures? Private matters are private father, remember?”
They know what's going on but it's so much darker and more twisted than anyone could have imagined. Boundaries get pushed more and more, you keep trying to keep your farm alive for not just the royal family, but yourself and the others who need you too, but the prince insists that your time is to be spent with him, only him.
It reaches its boiling point when you deny him a walk. No runs to the river, no waltz in the woods, not even a chat over tea. Your farm is sick, it needs tending, and you yourself are weary and exhausted from trying to balance it all out.
He goes silent, hands clenching at his side for a moment before he just smiles, wide and friendly as usual, and he kisses your hand before apologizing. You assure him you aren’t exactly mad, you just have things to finish, and he at least seems to understand that.
Or, so you thought. You crack open your eyes after waking up in a bed that wasn’t yours, hearing the horses outside neigh and chuff in terror as if something was very very wrong. You recognize the royal emblem on the wall, and you shoot straight up, knowing this was a carriage.
You shove and knock on the doors, the smell of smoke filling your senses as you can only imagine the worst, but the heavy wood doesn’t budge and you can only make out garbled words as a man screams demands.
You manage to break open the boarded window of the carriage and watch as your farm is engulfed in flames, horses neighing in terror, ashes falling all around, your cabin falling in on itself from the blaze. And you gaze upon what you can only assume is the incarnation of death and war itself, a sign of the end times, as the Prince rides up on his own horse and tosses a lantern, the blaze only erupting hotter as he cackles in triumph.
You feel horrified tears well up in your eyes, so many emotions coming together at once. Everything you worked for, everything you had built from the ground up, all your memories and all of your belongings- gone.
Ash and embers fill the sky as the knights who came begin marching back to the carriage, staffs in hand as they finally open the doors. You lunge, wanting to tear your teeth into the heart of that evil, sick, twisted man, but he just laughs. It’s a soft amused laugh like when you told him your stories in the market or on your many many walks.
“Ah, I hadn’t expected that mixture to wear off so soon!” he boasts, stepping down from his own horse. His stride is slow, like he’s taking in the view of a beautiful field or admiring someones art. You want to spit at him, claw at him, break him in any way you could fathom.
His feet stop, the crumbling building behind him still a blazing orange and red, opposite of the cold features the prince wore on his face. His hand comes to gently cup your cheek, his thumb stroking across where tears are falling down your heated cheek. “Why so upset? I took care of what was keeping you away from me! I know, I know, you’re sad, but I made sure nothing of importance was hurt! Which wasn’t much. A picture or two should still be safe-” he says with an expression of after thought. “ Anyway, dearest, I fixed the issue! And you can now come where you’re meant to be! “
“I’ll kill you-”
“Ah, even when murderous and livid you strike my heart with your beauty. Do tell me every wicked way you wish to end me! It thrills me, makes my skin crawl so pleasantly imagining you touching me in any manner” he taunts, squeezing your face a bit tighter. “Be it anger and resentment or true love, I’ll relish any touch you bring to me”
“My lord, the sun will rise soon” a deep voice says from the side, your own eyes too stunned to look, uncaring as everything else sets in. Your home is gone, your fields are ruined, your possessions all roasted and incinerated. Nothing left but the haunting image of burned rubble and some charred remains of any item you owned.
You’re trapped. Imprisoned in a golden cage as this wild man declares that he and you are meant to be, whether you want it or not.
“Get some rest darling. I’ll lead us back to the castle” He says with a kiss to your forehead, allowing the knights to force you back inside. “Don’t be so angered! I promise to treat you like royalty! Since you will be, once the marriage is announced and all”
(Hope you liked this! Feel free to comment and tell me your thoughts! Especially spicy ones :3c -Mommabean)
#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#mommabean#yandere prince#yandere royalty#yandere male#yandere prompts#sorry for typos#ok to interact#ok to reblog#ok to say stuff#ok to comment
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Oh, oh, oh! Yandere virus, but it one day coming into school, the girls who normally bully you are acting strange. When you see them in the hallway, you are expected to be laughed at or shoves to the ground. However, you didn't expect to be shoved against the wall as they stare you down with a dangerous and lustful glint in their eye, telling you about all the plans they have in store for you. They force you to wear matching clothes and make sure everyone knows who you belong to and not to even try anything. Maybe you're forced to live in the house. Bonus if the other hold you down as the ring leader eats you out, as the others tell you how cute you are uwu
“Ah ah ah. You aren’t going anywhere” A voice chirps in your ear. You wince, sighing as the three surround you once again as class is dismissed and everyone heads to the dorms for the evening. Honestly, if you were perhaps a bit stronger, a bit less self conscious, you might spit in their faces and make a run for it. Sadly, you aren’t some badass (and admittedly, one dimensional) character and are frozen in place as they wait for the others to leave.
They don't intervene. They know better. These young women have power, wealth, and beauty in their arsenal, and aren't afraid to use it to get what they want, and to silence anyone who complains. Phoebe, Sadie, and Naomi, all from powerful families who more or less run this college and the town. You don't doubt they paid the administrators and dean to get into this place, while you had to work hard and prove yourself.
None of that matters at the moment. Currently, Phoebe was twirling her fingers in your hair like you two were close friends or even dating, smiling almost wickedly at you as her eyes, usually hazel, now with an odd pink ring, stare at you like you were some prey about to be eaten and devoured. Usually they just shove you around and make fun of your clothes, but today…Something's off. Very very off.
“Isn’t she so cute you guys?” She says, sickly sweet, you want to say mocking but no, it's like there’s something more flirtatious with it. “Oh definitely, I just want to sink my teeth in her, you know? Make her whimper” Naomi adds on, hand to her cheek as she stares at you like one would a puppy being precious. Oh god hearing that made you think they were about to hurt you or humiliate you in some way.
Sadie just sighs, not in your direction, looking over her shoulder to make sure the halls were clear, and once they were truly empty of everyone else, she made sure the grip on your wrists were tighter. “Listen up. We have some new rules set in place, and you, adorably obedient as you are, are going to follow them”. Oh wow. The audacity. Then again you never really put up a fight so, are they really wrong? What other choice did you have anyway? If they wanted to, they could make your family kicked out of town and their jobs nonexistent. It’s best to just grit your teeth as best you can.
While you tried to listen, Phoebe made sure she got closer, her hand on you as well, but more exploring, sliding up and down your sleeve and trying to dip her fingers into the hem to feel your wrist, dragging them up and down softly as Sadie began to speak again. “You’re ours. Simple as that. No more avoiding the lobby when we’re there, no more trying to get little study dates away from the school library, no more trying to hide from us”.
“I'm sorry what-”
“Ah ah, she’s not finished cutie” Naomi says with a gentle touch slowly sliding to your waist, her cold fingertips acting like they wanted to slide under your shirt to feel the warmth of your skin, her brown eyes also having that odd pink ring in her iris. “Go on Sadie, she’ll be good and listen. She always is”
You felt your cheeks grow impossibly hot, words failing you as all three of these girls began to more or less feel you up and tell you that…That you were theirs? Whatever that could mean? Sadie just sighs, more playful this time as she cups your cheek and makes you look at her, the same weird coloration in her eyes. “You’re ours. No more private study dates, no more drabby clothes, no more avoiding food when we’re in the commons or cafeteria, just a lot more rules and a lot more dress code for you. Tsk, I can’t tell if I want you in a skirt, or if I'd stab any bastard who’d look at you when you wear one. Maybe some cute pants? Ugh they’d still lay their eyes on you either way, makes me want to just call mom and have the banks foreclose their houses”.
“Please Don’t-”
“Ah ah, don’t even try it. You’re ours, if we want to punish people for looking at our puppy, we will” Phoebe comments, her fingers moving to hold your hand and give the top of it a gentle kiss. “Speaking of puppy” Naomi mentions, nodding her head towards the others, and before you can blink you’re turned over, face to the wall. You hear Sadie murmur something as she rummages through her bag for a moment, and you feel her hands slide around your throat before something clicks behind your head, and your eyes widen in horror.
“There we go! I made sure it wouldn’t be too tight, the guy who made it for me was such an artist about it, I love it! If he would’ve said no, you know I’d have his business ruined” She mentions casually, getting a few soft giggles in agreement.
“Here sweetie! Have a look at how cute you are when you show that you belong to us” Naomi says, handing you her phone as a mirror. You feel weak and shaky as your fingers come up to touch the bright pastel pink leather, a metal heart in the center pressing against your throat. You reach around to feel the back and feel a harsh shock to your fingers, making you yelp.
“Oh, sweetheart, don't try and take it off! It was so expensive but I got a cute one to work as a shock collar. Shower safe but anytime you take one, one or all of us will be with you, so you won't have to worry about taking it off yourself. We’ll talk more about the rules later in our dorm”.
You shiver, unable to think of how to talk. What in the fuck could you even say? You just had a designer shock collar put on you by your bullies! Who are now acting like you were their chew toy or pet no less. “O-our dorm?”.
Phoebe nods, gently stroking your hair “Yeah, duh! How else will we keep a better eye on you? Cameras are fine and all but I prefer to make sure you’re warm with one of us sharing a bed with you. Plus, it’s easier to kiss you good morning faster”.
“K-Kiss?!” You almost shriek, only for Naomi to softly hush you with a finger to your lips. “Now now, don’t get loud! We don’t need that just yet”. She pouts, hearing her phone going off and checking the time. “Well, we have to split for now, I have a dinner with mom and dad. You two take her to the dorm and tell me how she acts! Don't do anything more pretty please? We said we’d share her”.
You don't get much out before Naomi heads off, Phoebe and Sadie gripping your arms a bit too firmly to lead you, talking back and forth like you weren’t making a practical death march down to their dorm room.
Oh God what’s going to happen once that door is shut?
-Mommabean (Hiya! Sorry for lack of smut but I am proud I wrote this much at least lol. If you beans want i can do a part two! Wanted to try and flesh this out before anything too intense ya know? Anyway I hope you like! Lemme know if you do!)
#Poly yandere#yandere clique#yandere female#yandere virus#yandere virus au#yandere scenarios#yandere imagines#Female yandere#my ocs#Mommabean#yandere bully#yandere bullies#really#female reader
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Idea for the red room: imagine them offering some aphrodisiacs to feed their darling. the more you buy, the longer you can keep your darling in the room. also, i’ve been really into pussy massage lately and i think that should be a service they offer as well as “tie and vibe” and fuck machines for when the yandere needs a break busy
Ooh this gives me ideas about what their "menu" and shop would have!
They have an arrange of rooms, we know this, but certain services would also be available-For extra charge of course!
Massages of all kinds-Starting with the basics and non-invasive ones and leading up to just blatant molesting and forced orgasms by a masseuse's fingers / the toys they have in stock
Fucking machines- They range from a typical set up with a wand tapped to your thigh and angled just right to a giant set up where the machine has full access to your hole-Camera option also included with this one! Just so you can watch your darling fall apart again and again, a wonderful way to keep this memory!
"Hired Help"-For when you're exhausted, or you have a fetish for watching your beloved being taken apart! They listen to your every command so if you just want extra hands to keep your darling subdued, or if you want them to worship your darlings body like they're a God, these hired professionals can do it all! The masks are mandatory-but other than that they'll dress how you ask!
Yandere couples get a few sweet deals too, half off on lubricant, exclusive invites to more Red Room events, even a membership to the Chat rooms the company owns and moderates! The chat app is called "Mask-arade" and you get to connect with other yandere's who share the love for spoiling and adoring your darling (and more!)
-Mommabean
#yandere red rooms#yandere scenarios#yandere imagines#yandere noncon#mommabean#yandere dubcon#yandere smut#yandere lemons#yandere red room AU
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Sukuna and GN Reader who get drunk during a party and come home, and Reader is bad mouthing Sukunas girlfriend the entire time and saying “Fucking admit it! You only like her cause her name sounds like mine! When you fuck you can call out to me instead”
Sukuna just swallows down another shot, stares at you dead in the eyes and says “Yeah, actually. When I fuck her all I picture is you cumming on my face and bouncing on my cock. Gonna do something about it?”
Just letting out his true desires as more alcohol enters his system, uncaring that he’s letting his obsession seep through the mask he’s worn for so long. But hey…maybe something good can come out of this?
-Mommabean
#mommabean#yandere Sukuna#ish#yandere lemons#yandere scenarios#yandere jjk#yandere jujutsu kaisen#yandere male#yandere imagines#yandere smut
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