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remember
When alone in the house, your stepbrothers play with you.
pairing: stepbrother!namjoon x fem!reader x stepbrother!jungkook
genre: step siblings au, smut
warnings: joon and jk are meanies (like assholes of the year award im not kidding (why is this hot tho)), pseudo incest, kind of dub-con, free-use??, manipulation, degradation, dumbification, crybaby reader 🥲, fingering, cum eating, 1k words.
a.n.: filth is my second name btw AND as always don't read if you don't like!!
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"What's the matter, mh?" Jungkook whispers in your ear, his fingers skillfully moving in your cotton panties, tracing your puffy clit. "Too stupid to form a simple sentence?" He mocks and you can't help the whine escaping your mouth right after.
Jungkook is being really unfair and mean, as usual. Nothing's new, except for the manly hand dancing in your underwear while your other stepbrother, Namjoon, is in the kitchen. It won't take long until he comes back into the living room.
It's exactly at that moment that you hear Namjoon's footsteps approaching, Jungkook's mouth beside your ear whispering to you again. "Remember, that's what you wanted," he smiles, knowing he has you wrapped around his finger.
He quickly grabs your chin and turns your head around in order to kiss your lips, exploring your mouth with his tongue. He backs away before Namjoon enters the room, keeping his hand at the right place where it belongs.
"What's wrong with y'all?"
You freeze when you hear your brother's deep voice, a scowl drawing on his face. His brows are frowned, looking disappointed, but he doesn't seem to want to stop Jungkook, not at all. You have the impression that he knew and didn't expect it to actually happen.
Jungkook's fingers penetrate you and you gasp loudly, tears forming in your eyes as you feel your pussy burn, fingers stretching you out really well.
You glance in Jungkook's direction, watery eyes asking for pity, begging for mercy. But that's what you wanted, wasn't it?
He doesn't have any pity for you, you realize, and so you turn your head back around, gaze shifting up to Namjoon's face. "I- I-" you begin, but miserably stop as Jungkook starts pumping in and out of your wet pussy. "I asked for it!" You finally squeak out, grasping on Jungkook's arm.
You open your legs wider despite you, your entire body on fire, Jungkook's fingers being too big for your own good. This one smirks at you, satisfied you listened to him and lied to Namjoon. Willingly or not, you did what he said because you're nothing more than his dumb little stepsister.
"I'm sorry, Joonie, I'm sorry," you sob out, apologizing because Jungkook has made you believe it was just all your fault. Sure, you're nowhere near against it, let's not lie, but you also feel like you're betraying Namjoon.
The last time you were alone in the house, Jungkook was locked up in his room playing on his Playstation and Namjoon was studying in his room, too.
You don't really remember how it happened, but it hadn't been long until you found yourself getting pounded into your mattress, crying fat tears under Namjoon.
You had almost lost any rational thoughts that day, only remembering his name that you were crying out each time his hand around your throat tightened or when his cock reached impossibly deep into you.
"No, you're not," Namjoon shakes his head, refusing your lame apology. He steps closer, placing himself just in front of you so you have to tilt your head up to look at him. "Do you know what you are, though?" He questions.
Your eyebrows knit together, confused. "No..." You mutter, shamelessly getting fucked by Jungkook's fingers. Your nails dig into his forearm and scratch his skin as you claw at it, leaving white trails and crescent forms behind.
Namjoon leans over and grabs your chin, his eyes boring into yours. "A stupid slut," he responds all too casually, his hot breath hitting your face.
Maybe he's right because the only thing you can answer is a moan as Jungkook finds your sensitive spot way too easily. Your mouth is agape and you whine in Namjoon's face. You should be embarrassed, but shame doesn't even make its way to your brain as you're too overwhelmed by the pleasure building up in your core.
"What did we do to deserve a brainless girl like you as our sister, huh?" Jungkook chuckles beside you while your gaze is still connected with Namjoon's, little pearls falling down on your burning cheeks.
"I'm sorry," you mumble, weak and defeated. Always sorry for something that isn't technically your fault. That hand didn't sneak in your panties by itself, someone's controlling it. And Namjoon didn't break into your room just like that, it was calculated.
In the end, it doesn't matter whose fault it is because you want it as much as they do.
"Stop fucking whining, you're annoying," Namjoon scolds and you close your mouth, really feeling ashamed now. "This is what you wanted, so fucking take it," he says with a firm voice, making your heart ache in your rib cage and your walls clench around Jungkook's long fingers.
Namjoon lets go of your face roughly and now Jungkook completely wrecks you, moving in and out of you and curling his fingers inside, his digits patting the spongy spot inside your pussy.
You move your legs apart until your feet dangle in the air, hands grasping on the cushions underneath, nails sinking into the material. You keep your mouth shut, but your whines are still heard as well as your sobs, hips bucking upward to meet your brother's hand.
"You're going to cum, aren't you, baby girl?" Jungkook wonders, but it's evident. Your thighs are shaking, your cunt can't stop clenching around him and your cries are amplifying. "God, you're sucking my fingers in like a slut."
Of course, it's after he says that that you feel your high approaching, knot in your stomach tightening. You can't keep your mouth closed anymore and moan out as your orgasm passes through you intensely.
You close your legs around his hand, now too sensitive to handle his fingers. You breathe heavily, looking at them with a blurry vision and damped cheeks from your tears.
Jungkook slowly retracts his hand away from your heat, licking his fingers clean from your cum. You have the feeling that this isn't finished, quite far from it, and you're soon proven right.
Namjoon pulls you up by your arm, only to shove you against the couch on your stomach after. "If you cry again, I won't have any other choice than to shut you up myself."
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Twst dorm leaders with an affectionate S/o
A/n: btw as for the minors basically everyone besides vil Idia Leona and malleus, this is not sexualising them it's just a fluffy scenerio
Riddle rosehearts
He is not used to affection at all so he's gonna be so shocked when you hug him for the first time my boy was confused he was like
"is there something you need?"
And your like "nah I'm just hugging you"
he's like "oh."
So he's very happy of course, plus he's touch starved (I mean who isn't in twst?)
"do you want me to stop?" "Oh no no it's fine I quite like it, I'm just not used to it is all" riddle said as he's faced reddened. After that hug he really liked faint wholesome touches here and there, such as hugging, headpats, high fives, hand pats (don't ask why i just see him patting your hand) etc. And when he does these often that means he feels safe around you since he only shows this side of him only to you, seven forbid ace and cater find out about this.
nah they lowkey saw riddle resting he's head on your shoulder with a happy look the face, they snickered and riddles head whipped so fast, then ofc they got the good ol' "off with your heads!" But overall he genuinely feels safe around you and absolutely loves having tea parties with only you.
Leona kingscholar
Okay so he's a smug bastard, so he acts all cocky when you show your "soft side" to him but on the inside he's over the moon. He loves how affectionate you are and how you show it tho ofc he'll never admit that.
"eh herbivore I'm always the one asleep on your lap didn't expect it to be the opposite"
"I don't even know how I managed to be sleepy before you but it is what it is" you said slowly dozing off
"yeah whatever, don't get your hopes up because this is a one time thing" he said coldly, you hummed as you drifted off. once he made your you were fast asleep he gently stroked your hair, his eyes filled with nothing but admiration
"I swear you have a love spell on me herbivore, it's annoying"
Azul ashengrotto
Like riddle he is touch starved, the only affection he received was from he's mama and no one else, so one day when you just go up to him and kiss his cheek his face goes wild red
"heheee look jade azul looks like goldfishie when he's maddd~" Floyd laughed at azul
"Fufufu indeed he does floyd~, dear prefect has quite a strong affect on him" Jade replied with a closed eye smile
"s-shut up! Both of you! Go back to your jobs otherwise I'm cutting off your salary!!" Azul screeched at them, the twins then backed off leaving you with a flushed octopus
"ahem..s-sorry dear prefect ahah.. it's just, you see I'm not very used to physical affection not that I don't enjoy it, no no it's quite the opposite"
"oh I see, well as long as I'm around you'll get used to it!" Azul smiled, satisfied with your answer as he hugged you and patted your back
"I have to go back now, i promise I'll make it up to you after we close the lounge"
"Ooo were gonna go to the aquarium right?"
"yes, since that's what you've been looking forward to, tho I don't understand why?-"
"it's okay azul you don't have to understand everything" azul scoffed at that comment but then patted your head and went back to doing he's work
Kalim AI-Alsim (I have no idea how to write he's name I'm sorry)
You guys are made for eachother like holy shit soulmates all the way, he loves affection, you love affection, perfect match. Jamil is so tired of y'all tho generally feel bad for him it always goes like this:
"KALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMM" you yell running to him
"S/OOOOOOO" he yells back also running to you with he's arms out ready to tackle you, then you both tackle eachother and end up falling on the floor, Jamil in the distance contemplating his entire life like
"why was I born?
Why did I have to see this?
what did I do to deserve this?"
But you two are too preoccupied yelling your guts out
Vil scho....yea hell no I am not even gonna try to write he's last name
Okay this can go one of two ways. 1. He loves the affection but wont necessarily show it or 2. He hates it and will poison you if you don't get tf off him right no-" yeah I'm just kidding that was a joke, he loves it, he isn't touch starved he gets a lot of attention, just not like genuine love so he appreciates the fact that you love him for who he actually is and not because he's popular and pretty, like Leona he'll never admit that outloud but he enjoyes it.
Vil was doing he's makeup Infront of the mirror when you entered his room waving at him from the mirror
"hello dear prefect how are you doing"
"oh I'm doing fine, what about you? Anything new?"
"I'm doing good as well, also not much, except for the fact that epel threw another fit about not wanting to wear the uniform" vil sighed as you laughed
"yeah you'll never get him to wear it that's for sure" you said as you kissed the crown of he's head, vil looked surprised for a moment but he's eyes softened as he continued doing the makeup, he'll never say it outloud but oh how much he loves those faint pecks on he's head
Idia shroud
(my favourite omg 💗😞)
He is the most. Touch starved person in NRC, forget malleus and riddle he takes the cherry on top, so imagine the first time you kiss he's cheek he's hair goes all pink and he's screeching like "AH PREFECT WHAT WHY DID YOU KISS ME?" Don't mind him it's not that he doesn't like it he's just never expirienced it, ever so he's covering his face with his hands while rocking back and forth breathing fast, almost like he's having an asthma attack or something- so when you manage to calm him down he apologises, you of course tell him it's nothing to be sorry of and you two move on, but not Idia, he was thinking of a way to make it up to you, so that's why he took 3 weeks of courage and managed to kiss you on the cheek but then vanished from existence, no one knows where he went, only ortho.
Malleus draconia
He loves you no questions needed, and I'm not really sure if he received any affection? I think he did from Lilia but who knows, what I do know is that when you peck he's lips for a split second he reboots, he's trying to process wtf just happened and then when it hits him it hits him like a train, so he's smiling like little kid Jimmy when he first gets he's bicycle, he asks if he can and kisses you back, the kiss lasting a bit longer, after you said your goodbyes my man was skipping to he's house, he was like a sunshine he was so happy he was like
"Lilia prefect and I shared a kiss"
"oh great that means you must get married now"
"oh really?"
The next day you woke up to the whole nrc being covered in your favourite flowers and you were questioning if this was a ceremony of your funeral or smth. But in all seriousness he loves you. And wants your hand in marriage. N o w .
The end
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𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓉𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 (𝐵𝑜𝒹𝓎𝑔𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑀𝒾𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓁 𝒪’𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶 𝓍 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇)
Kinktober Day 12: Somnophilia
I don't believe in bottom Miguel but I'm ready to pay money to hear the man whimper. I want him to beg
Warning: somnophillia, noncon? age gap, reader is at least 18 tho, it's just Miguel is old, a little gaslighting etc, etc you get the point not for kid
Genre: filthy filthy smut
Word Count: 2609
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It was his mission to protect you.
To get close to you and your family, so he can gather evidence and take them down.
He shouldn't be attached to you, you were just a target after all.
You were only supposed to be a target.
But he couldn't stop himself from being attracted to you.
You were just so…beautiful
When he took the mission he fully expected you to be a brat, and don't get him wrong, you are.
You refuse to wake up in the morning, is a lazy fuck who refuses to do anything unless he forces you, you don't eat unless he cooks, and you practically refuse to walk unless you need to.
Sometimes Miguel wonders if he came to be your bodyguard or your maid.
But you also go out of your way to make sure he takes care of himself, dragging him along on all your dumb little adventures.
He tried to push down his feelings for you.
He really did.
He reminded himself that you were the child of his enemy, the sole heir of the largest mafia in the city. That you guys can never be together and after his mission is over you will despise him.
Even if you weren’t his target and he was a regular bodyguard, he was still too old for you. Why will someone like you like a guy who’s so much older than you? Cough dilf cough
But he couldn't.
Not when you trust him so full-heartedly and look up at him with your beautiful eyes.
Not when you ask him to dance at the party, and when you guys kiss each other for a dare.
You were his secret desire, something he couldn't have.
But god help him, if he sees anyone near you, if he can't have you, no one else should either.
Which is why you're currently holding onto his arm, trying to stop him from beating the living shit out of the guy who dares get touchy with you.
“Miguel! Stop it!” you yell as you hold onto his arm trying to pull him back,
Miguel looks back at you snarling, his eyes maniacal and filled with rage,
“No! He insulted you! I'm not stopping until he regrets it!”
“I’m sure he’s regretting it right now, please stop you’re scaring me, Miguel!”
Hearing your words Miguel turned towards you, before leaning down and breathing heavily,
“I-im sorry, I lost control there. Are you okay, (Y/N)?”
“Yes, I'm okay! Are you alright?” You ask as you wipe away some of the blood on his face,
Miguel chuckled as you said that. You completely ignored the fact that he was the one who was beating up the other guy, solely focused on his safety.
He shouldn't feel delighted to see your cruelty showing, but as the target of your worries and affection, he couldn't help but feel satisfied.
“Me? Of course, I'm alright, princesa.”
“Are you sure?” you ask worriedly while circling him trying to make sure there’s no injury on him,
Miguel wrapped his arm around your waist tightly and buried his face in the crook of your neck,
“Yes, there's no need to worry about me…” Miguel holds back the desire to moan into your neck as he breathes in your scent,
I'm a bastard, I'm a sick fucking bastard…
You leaned into his arm and closed your eyes in content, you do enjoy hugs despite not giving them out often.
His arm was large and firm, kinda like a warm pillow. It makes you feel safe like he can protect you from anything in the world. As you wrapped your arm around his waist, you thought,
I swear this is the only reason I ask Father for him to be my bodyguard.
Miguel lifted you into his arm, carrying you bridal style, as though you were his entire world.
And in a way… you are.
As you wrapped your arm around his neck, sighing in contentment, Miguel looked down at you with a warm smile.
“You look cute when you’re leaning into my arm, Cariño. I should do this more often…” Miguel said jokingly but his eyes were deadly serious, he wish he could cuddle you more often,
You yawned as you made an order on your phone to take care of the man in the alley as Miguel began to take you back home,
“We should, you are very comfortable, Miguel,”
Miguel blushed at your statement, he didn't expect you to agree with him, feeling a little bolder he said,
“I'm glad you think so, maybe next time I can be your mattress?”
What am I doing?! She will hate me!!! What kind of creep says that?! What the fuck is wrong with me?!
“Can you do that? Is that a part of your job description?”
He nearly choked when you said that. He didn't expect you to be so down with this, and so excited
“Of course, anything to make you happy, proncesa,” he said as he placed a kiss on your forehead, his voice having an undertone of excitement,
You snuggled deeper into his chest, allowing your face to rest on the soft muscle,
“I'm so glad I picked you to be my bodyguard, Miguel. I knew picking people based on how pretty I find them was a good baseline!”
A faint blush appeared on Miguel's face as he held you tighter to him,
“I'm glad you find me pretty enough to be your bodyguard…”
He might have said something else and you might have answered back, but he was too distracted by what you said, while you were too distracted by his pecs.
When you guys finally reached your mansion he finally calmed down a little and began placing you on your bed.
Just as he was about to leave you stopped him,
“I thought you promised to be my mattress, Miguel? Come sleep with meeeeeee, you look warm and comfortable, please.” You said making grabby hands toward him,
Miguel sighed as he looked at you, trying his best to hide how flustered he is
“You’re a brat sometime you know?”
“Pleeeeeease, Miguel?” You ask again doing your best puppy eyes,
“Fine, I will go change first,” Miguel said, not being able to say no to your puppy eyes,
A part of him wants to sleep next to you, to hold your body in his arms, even if it’s just for a single night.
By the time he came back you were already changed and waiting for him. As soon as he got on your bed, you almost immediately snuggled onto him.
“Good night, Miguel” you mumbled as you closed your eyes sleepily,
Miguel lowered his eyes and placed a kiss on your cheek before whispering hoarsely,
“Sleep tight, princesa…”
As your breathing slowed and you fell into a deep sleep, Miguel closed his eyes as well, desperately trying to sleep and ignoring your warm body so close to his.
Your body felt so tiny in his arms.
Miguel thought about all the things he wanted to do to you. Things that no bodyguard should ever think of doing to their client.
Miguel's eyes stayed shut as he tried to sleep, but his imagination filled with possibilities of what he could do to you.
He was pretty successful until he felt your mouth on his chest, nibbling it softly in your sleep.
What are you dreaming of? You breastfeeding me, I mean what?
“Mmmh~”
Miguel let out a soft moan as he felt you bite down on his pecs, shuddering as he clenched his hand into a fist.
His brain is filled with vulgar thoughts of what he wants to do to you.
I-i should leave, go do some exercise, and blow off some steam. This isn't right, she's a target, I shouldn't feel this way.
Just as he was about to leave, you tighten your arm around his waist whining,
“D-dont leave…”
Well fuck
Miguel was frozen in place, he wanted to leave but he couldn't move an inch because of you.
"Okay, Okay, Fine I won't leave,”
He whispered as he tried to ignore the way you were clinging onto him, the way his body reacted to you and the way his mind was going feral with lust.
As you buried your face in his chest again, leaving behind little bite marks in your dream, Miguel couldn't take it anymore.
In a moment of weakness, he tilted your face up toward him and pressed his lip against yours.
You moaned softly in your sleep, the taste of your mouth on his caused Miguel to freeze as he felt his cock harden.
This is wrong, this is so wrong, you were asleep for fuck sake
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop himself from wanting you.
Even as an undercover cop that's meant to take down your family, somehow being your bodyguard and keeping you with him is more important to him now.
He pressed a soft kiss against your neck, his tongue slowly tracing the curves there as his cock throbbed painfully in his pants.
Miguel knew this was wrong, and yet he couldn't stop himself.
You writhed in your sleep, a soft whimper escaping your lips as Miguel's hand traced the curves of your back and slid down to your ass.
The thoughts running through his mind were disturbing, considering his profession as your bodyguard and yet the desire seemed to consume him.
His fingers traced over the small bruises and cuts on your body, he saw proof of how dangerous your life was. He should focus on how to protect you, to keep you safe, or at the very least gather more evidence against your family, and yet, all he could think about was how to claim you as his.
Miguel's hand slipped under your shirt and lifted it up, revealing your breast. He took a hardened nipple into his mouth, biting it gently as his other hand slipped between your legs.
You let out a moan in your sleep as you tried to close your leg, catching Miguel’s hand between your soft thigh.
As he watched your body twist and writhe under him, he realized he didn't care about the fact that you were his target and he was your bodyguard.
He held his hand near your panties and he could feel the wetness that was seeping through. He was getting you aroused in your sleep.
Miguel couldn't help but feel the thrill and wrongness of it all mixing together in his mind.
His mouth continues to lick and bite your breast, gently holding your nipple between his teeth and grinding it slowly like he was savoring it.
You whimpered in your sleep, weakly trying to push away the intruder that was causing you discomfort in your sleep.
He moved your panties to the side, exposing your wet cunt. His finger gently circled your clit before he slipped a finger inside you, your body trembled in your sleep as you let out a small gasp. Your eyes begin to flutter as you feel the discomfort in your body.
Noticing this Miguel stopped fingering you momentarily to place a kiss on your forehead, using his free to stroke your back gently as he whispered,
“It's okay, princesa. Go back to sleep, I will take care of you…”
Hearing his words you slowly fell back into a deeper sleep, before letting out a louder moan as Miguel started thrusting his finger into you faster.
As his fingers moved inside you, he felt your walls contracting and clenching around his finger. He could hear your soft groan as he hit your sensitive spot and the tear that threatened to fall from under your closed eyelids.
A few minutes later with a shuddering cry, you orgasm onto his finger, drenching the sheet under you and his hand wet.
Miguel grinned as he felt the warm fluid on his fingers, without hesitation he slipped another finger inside you, holding your body tightly as your back arched.
You let out a sob as you felt your body being stretched open in your sleep, a soft whimper escaping your lips as Miguel's warm hands moved across your bare body.
Miguel couldn't stop himself, he wanted you too much. To hold you and fuck you senseless, making you cry out his name as you beg for him to stop.
Letting go of your breast he slowly kissed his way up your neck again. As he groaned into your neck, one by one he slipped his fingers inside you, forcing your body to stay still as he stretched you open.
Taking in a sick satisfaction as he forced you to come on his hand over and over again. Your cry and whimper getting more and more desperate as your was overstimulated.
Finally pulling his finger out, he licked the juice off his finger before lowering his head to your thigh.
As you let out a mewl in your sleep, Miguel couldn't resist taking your clit into his mouth, hungrily sucking on it like his life depends on it.
"You taste so sweet, princesa," Miguel mumbled into your cunt, his nose buried deep inside you, smelling your tantalizing scent as he thrust his tongue inside you,
Every moment, he felt guilt clawing at his conscience, reminding him of his duties as your undercover bodyguard. He wasn't supposed to want you, let alone touch you.
As his tongue danced around your clit, Miguel couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. It was wrong to want you. As his consciousness yelled at him to stop, he slid a finger back inside you, finding your g-spot before thrusting into you with his tongue.
You cried out in your sleep, the sound getting louder and louder as Miguel continued to thrust into you. Your body clamped down on his fingers, as your body began to shake violently. Your eyes fluttering rapidly seemingly ready to wake up at any moment.
With a final suck, you squirted onto Miguel's face, as your eyes flew open your breathing heavy as you woke up confused and your face covered in tears.
“W-what is happening?” You ask dazed and very confused,
Miguel wiped off his face before holding your face in his hand and whispered,
“You’re dreaming, princesa… go back to sleep…”
“A-am i? You ask sleepily, your body feels sore and sticky,
“Of course, Princesa… your dreams are always weird when you’re tired. Just close your eyes, carino… I will take care of you…”
You tried to question what was happening more, but you were so tired.
As you fell asleep again, Miguel knew he was off the hook. You never remember anything that happened when you're half asleep.
But he needs to stop, he can only gaslight you so many times. You’re dense, not stupid.
With a groan, he pulled out his thick erection that had been painfully hard in the last few hours.
With a few quick strokes, he placed his cock between your thigh, smearing his precum onto your thigh.
With a few grunts, he begins thrusting his cock between your thigh, ignoring your sleepy cry and whining.
Eventually, he climaxed onto you, spilling white cum across your chest and legs. Miguel panted as he watched your body tainted by his seed he finally regained his clarity.
He should feel sick for what he did to you in your sleep, but he doesn't.
Only a sick sense of satisfaction.
Getting up, he went to get a towel to clean you up.
He will never let you know what he did to you…
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A Quick question My beloved god~!
How do you feel about pathetic yanderes? Like pathetic yanderes that has power (wealth, influence and all that shit) but acts pathetically towards their darling?
Cuz even tho I'm a bottom (obviously cuz i can't pull off being a top ;-;) pathetic yanderes just bring out a different side of me
I would love to see them beg and cry and it's just so adorable??? Cuz pathetic yanderes are oddly endearing even tho they're fucking pathetic and disgusting
UGH I EAT THAT SHIT UP THEY'RE SO SO SO CUTE THAT I WANNA MAKE THEM CRY EVEN MORE!!
(You can ignore this if you feel like it's kinda too much lol and apologies for being kinda redundant)
also no not cute but
Breathtakingly Adorable~ <3
- Your Junie~
PATHETIC/RICH YANDERE SCENARIO (GENDER NEUTRAL READER & YANDERE)
“PRETTY PINK PRINCESS : GOOD FOR YOU”
⚠️ By pressing the Keep Reading button you’re confirming that you’re above 18 and consent to reading dark content.
A pathetic, rich yandere? Isn’t that just me— (also im just gonna ignore that last part for my wellbeing-)
Pathetic Yanderes can be a top. Usually if you’re from a rich (asian) family there’s just a lot of drama. Like you’d think everyone loves eachother so much and everything is peaceful but once the family dinner ends the treachery begins. So they’d have to be confident, assertive and sociable to survive that kind of environment.
You know the kind that’s super headstrong whenever they’re with anyone else but you.
Your ask kinda reminds me of my ocs Crisanto Salvador and Isabel Labrador (the dors really do be the biggest masochists of Midnight Darling). While Isabel is a hard sub that’s a brat, Crisanto doesn’t even hide how down horrid he is for MC. He fell in love with her because she threw away a Birkin Bag he used to court her.
Boy has got connections 💅🏻 ✨
He can get you anywhere and everywhere. He can also get you out from any and every situation you might not want to find yourself in.
But yes back to Pathetic + Rich Yandere! I can see them ordering all manners or surveillance. They’ll take the time to survey your routine (or have someone else do it) and plan out what to do from then on. If you go outside regularly then they’ll have “bodyguards” set, if you’re more of a homebody then they’ll have cameras installed in every corner of your house whenever no one’s at home.
They’re your biggest career hyper. They will get you to whatever position you want in life. While Pathetic Yan will be practicing their at home spouse skills just for you.
(Ignore this if you’re ace) The biggest challenge however is practicing how they’re supposed to satisfy you in bed. Making do with someone else is an absolute no no. Besides, you might have a different preference entirely.
So oh well, what else could they do but kidnap you?
What do you mean they could have courted you first? They couldn’t even fathom breathing the same air as you for too long in fear that they may have a heartattack. This was the only way, you see!
But don’t worry, they’ll be the best partner you could ever look for. They just have practice not getting so aroused when you look straight at them all the time. It’s hard to focus on feeding you like that after all!
Pathetic Yandere loves to wear pink fight me. Pastels everywhere. They’re massive Rococo/Baroque interior design fanatics. Stickers are everywhere. They have a whole ass bookshelf dedicated to their sticker collection.
In bed they have cute ribbons for bondage prepared. It doesn’t do much by way of keeping you still, but boy does it look so adorable on you!
At least one person is gonna be full to the brim by the end of this, might as well make the act aesthetic.
Noisy as hell when having sex, they just have to voice how they feel about you, yknow? Shutting them up is close to impossible. And of course, tears! Lots of it. One might say they kinda look like they’re in pain sometimes from how much they mewl.
Their bed is the softest one you’ve ever been on. You find out that it’s from one of those high end Swedish brands that make em out of horse hair.
You’re tempted to stay just for that reason.
“ Never leave me okay? I promise I’ll be good for you ♡ ”
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