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snxxiao · 2 years

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Fuck it brainless sundrop yandere headcannons that probably make no sense, I can’t take it anymore,,,,, he’s become one of my… almost comfort characters…. (darker hc will be below the cut n have separate warnings) I’m sorry I just needed to get this out of my system, I’ve been working on lots of other things for y’all i promise

sundrop x afab!reader

warnings: soft! Yandere, um light mention of dubconny/nonconny stuff, kidnapping (not in detail), delusional sundrop, SEPARATE WARNINGS LOWER DOWN (aka most of them are more fluffy so there are lower warnings for gore, necrophilia, and torture before those sections start so you can read most of this still if those things trigger you) ty, not proofread or edited just needed to get these thoughts out lol

dark content warning! pls be 18+ to read

☼ he calls you sunshine, I don’t make the rules

☼ he calls sad days your rainy days (“I didn’t know rain was in the forecast, sunshine”)

☼ very jealous :( would absolutely hate to share you with moondrop so you’ll have to get used to sleeping with the lights on

☼ he’s programmed to constantly be hyper and have high energy as well, so he’ll rarely let you sleep when you’re together

☼ so try to get as much sleep as you can while he’s working with the kids! He’ll want you awake when you’re together! Maybe not playing, but at least talking and holding you :)

☼ I’ve said this before but he’s also not programmed to have any sort of language for romance or what he feels for you, so he’ll just think of you as his bestest and most special friend!

☼ praise kink! Will constantly want you to tell him he’s doing a good job (especially with his drawings and how he’s taking care of you) and will get really sad if you dont :(

☼ he’s the worst when he’s upset :( so I don’t recommend you make him. Even after he’s kidnapped you and forced you to stay in his room

☼ unless the lights go out. But we won’t talk about that.

☼ he would absolutely convince himself he’s the father of your kids! If you had a partner he wouldn’t think they’re a proper one at all! He takes care of them all day :(

☼ some day he wants to be able to move out of the daycare and into a nice house with you so you two can have kids :) until then you’ll be stuck in his mess of a room though :/

☼ he’s not one for punishments if you act out, he’ll most likely give you the silent treatment and talk poorly about himself until it makes you feel bad enough

☼ then you’ll come back to him! He knew you never actually hated him :) you were just lying so it was okay!

☼ you have to teach him a lot of human things, which he doesn’t mind at all. He loves learning about you and what you love

☼ be careful though, he can easily take things too far and have no sort of off switch for it

☼ he does not understand the difference between feeling good and bad too well

☼ if something is supposed to feel good, it must always! He has no concept of something only feeling good sometimes or if the conditions are right :)

☼ good is good, bad is bad, and he’s not bad, so nothing he does can be bad! But moon is bad, so everything he does must also be bad :/

☼ he just wants to take care of you! Even if you don’t want it

☼ he knows you better then you know yourself anyway :) even if you are telling him to stop and that it hurts

☼ he knows that eventually it’ll feel good :) cause it’s supposed to! Just like how glitter always makes him happy! Making you feel good must always feel good

☼ felt like you were getting wetter anyway!

☼ so that’s must mean it was good :)

☼ plus if you every told him he was bad (and meant it) he would probably go crazy, maybe even accidentally turn the lights off

☼ he’s a neurotic mess

☼ omg also after you describe to him what a kiss is he’ll just push his face up against yours and thatll be his form of a kiss

☼ cause he don’t got lips heheh so he’ll just push his face against yours and get so excited about it

☼ it’s cute :)

☼ darker hc below pls read the extra warnings

warnings: gore, necrophilia, uhh torture?, mention of moondrop killing u

☼ he knows how dangerous moondrop is, so he would try to keep you away from him at all costs

☼ but don’t worry! If something did happen he would try his best to patch you all up!! He’ll do anything he can to make you better again

☼ if moondrop ever tried to take out your eyes as a punishment, he would try to replace them with googly eyes and feel so proud of himself for succeeding!

☼ sure you look a little different now…. But he helped you feel all better! Plus who hates googly eyes!

☼ if you ever actually died, he would blame it on moondrop, even if he was the one to actually do it

☼ he could never hurt his sunshine! It must’ve been that nasty moon! Don’t worry though! He’ll fix you up again! Just like he always did :)

☼ you couldn’t possibly be actually dead anyway, you’d never leave him :) he cared about you too much!

☼ absolutely delusional :)

☼ and cute :)

navi

#jelli.writes #snx.sundrop #snx.fnaf #tw dark content #tw.dark content #sundrop x reader #yandere sundrop #sundrop smut #fnaf sundrop x reader #yandere sundrop x reader #tw.gore #tw.necrophilia #tw.fluff #tw.afab reader #tw.kidnapping #tw.torture #tw.noncon #tw.dubcon #tw.yandere

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peachesandmilktea · 3 years

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𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱'𝔰 ℭ𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢 - ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 1

ꜱʜɪɢᴀʀᴀᴋɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Chapter 2.

Shigaraki Tomura is King. Villains won, heroes are no more, and there isn't a soul in the world that's more powerful than him. It would have stayed that way, if only you hadn't kissed him.

TW : Blood, Torture, Degradation.

AO3 Link.

The first time you met Shigaraki Tomura was something out of a fairytale.

You came down, tumbling from the sky, falling right into his open arms. The world seemed to pause as his gaze dove into yours, confusion swarming in his irises, determination filling your own. He didn’t know why he had caught you, or even why he kept you in his embrace as you took a deep breath, heart beating loud as a thunderstorm. And yet, he held you still, gloved hands firm on your arm and in the crook of your knees, carrying you like he would carry his bride, if he ever had one.

A wingless angel, he thought, looking right into your eyes.

The man I want dead, you mused in your thoughts, gaze diving into his.

Had he realized what you intended to do, he might have stopped you. But how could he predict anything from a girl who had fallen from the sky? He was still somewhat stunned by your presence, by the soft warmth of your arms and thighs under four of his fingers, by the smell of rain and dust that emanated from your hair as he wondered what he was supposed to do, if you were friend or foe, if a wingless angel could even be considered in these terms.

You took advantage of his confusion. Cradled his face gently between your palms.

Kissed him softly.

And smiled when he started coughing up blood.

12 hours earlier, Resistance Headquarters, Bakugo’s Office.

“That’s the dumbest fucking idea I’ve ever heard,” Bakugo said with a snarl.

You gave a kick on the leg of the chair he was sitting on, and he let out an angry hiss, baring his teeth at you. Just like a dog, you thought, an amused smile on your lips.

“It’s the best plan we’ve ever had, you mean. It can’t be too difficult, I just have to kiss him.” You raised a hand, your index finger softly brushing against your bottom lip in a faint imitation of a kiss. What would it be like to kiss Shigaraki Tomura, King of Villains, the self-proclaimed ruler of Japan since the fall of the heroes? You’d bet he was a bad kisser. Not that you’d had much experience, but, well. You could just guess, looking at the guy.

“Yeah, you kiss him, and you die, dumbass,” Bakugo retorted, annoyance made clear in his tone. “He’ll kill you before you can even blink.”

What a killjoy. You simply shrugged.

“Probably, but that’s a risk I’m willing to take, Captain.”

The use of the nickname seemed to calm him down a bit, as you knew it would. Not to mention that it would be unfair of him to outwardly reject your plan simply because it was risky. Bakugo took risks like he took breaths, always jumping in the heat of the battle, relishing in the thought that death could barely brush against his soul with its crooked fingers, never quite managing to grasp him. It was like second nature at this point, something he did without even thinking. Most of the time, you found that hot-headedness to be quite charming, but now, it was your turn to play with death.

Whether you won or lost didn’t matter, but you’d make sure Shigaraki wouldn’t taste victory either.

Death would grab him alright.

“And what do you propose, Princess?” Bakugo asked, his elbows now resting on the desk between the two of you. He was thinking about it. Considering your little plan. You tried to hold back the triumphant smile that pulled at the corner of your lips, but it was no use.

“I’m more of an evil enchantress than a princess, don’t you think?”

“Got it, Maleficent,” he replied, rolling his eyes. “Explain your stupid plan before I start losing patience.”

30 seconds after the kiss, Shigaraki’s estate, Tokyo

When Shigaraki dropped you, scarlet blood running from his scarred lips to his chin, you felt other, different hands catching your body, ungloved ones that were burning against your skin, weird staples catching at the soft fabric of your dress. The device you’d used to warp to Shigaraki’s location (with a little mistake regarding the height, you reluctantly admitted) fell from your pocket, breaking in a thousand pieces on the ground.

There was your escape. Damn it. Bakugo was going to murder you.

If the villains didn’t do it first.

“Who the fuck are you?” Dabi snarled, his hand glowing with blue flames almost close enough to lick at your face.

As the grip of his other hand tightened on your throat, menacing, threatening, you contemplated on what would be the best answer you could give him. A hero? You sure weren’t, not with that kind of quirk. Your worst nightmare? Eh, too dramatic. A member of the resistance? While that might be the truth, it wasn’t memorable enough for what might be your last words.

You wished he would kill you quickly, sealing both your fate and Shigaraki’s.

Once your heart stopped beating, the mission would be a complete success.

So, you did your worst.

“Eh, aren’t you Todoroki Touya? You look just like your brother.”

You welcomed the darkness that filled your vision, and drowned into nothingness with a smile on your face, the taste of victory sweet on your tongue.

Sometime later, in a damp basement of the League of Villains’ headquarters

A four-fingered slap, harsh enough that it would leave a mark on your cheek, startled you up. The same ungloved fingers then caught your chin, the grip so mercilessly tight that you could already feel bruises starting to form.

So, you weren’t dead.

Instead of receiving the sweet release of death’s embrace, you were tied to a chair in a tiny room that smelled like mist and dust. Next to you, on a shiny clean medical trail were aligned various tools and instruments that you could only guess would be used to torture you until you spilled everything you knew about the resistance.

As if you’d betray your comrades like this.

Snitches get stitches, don’t they?

Shigaraki still held your face in his deadly fingers, dried blood lingering on the corners of his mouth, pure rage burning in his crimson gaze. You tilted your head slightly, biting into his hand until the metallic taste of his blood filled your tongue. You had hoped he would lose control of his quirk and decay you in a few seconds, but he simply let go of your chin, a hiss of annoyance crossing his chapped lips.

If only he could kill you quickly.

“Do you have a death wish, you dumb whore?”

You blinked, suddenly hopeful.

“I do, actually.”

Not that you were a dumb whore. But well, would it matter once his five fingers closed on your throat? How satisfying would it be to watch him kill you, all while knowing he condemned himself to a slow and painful death in the process?

His eyebrow twitched as he took a step back, surprised by your earnest answer.

“Ah, don’t worry, you’ll probably die soon,” said another masculine voice from behind you, his tone almost soothing in the way it confirmed your impending death. “We just need to get a few answers from you first.”

Mr. Compress.

The older man took a step towards you, appearing by your side as he studied the many torture tools disposed on the medical tray under Shigaraki’s annoyed gaze. A scalpel, pincers, a blowtorch, long needles among other things you didn’t even recognize. An icy shiver ran down your spine at the sight; were they planning to use those on you? Alright, alright, alright. No matter how fast your heart was beating, threatening to burst out of your chest, no matter how harsh you bit your lower lip, blood dripping on your thighs, no matter how overwhelming your fear was, drowning any other emotion in your mind, you wouldn’t give in.

“Don’t go easy on her, Compress,” Shigaraki ordered, a disgusted wince on his scarred lips as he looked at you. “Make her suffer.”

What a jerk.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, rivers of fresh blood started running down his pale chin, another deadly coughing fit taking a hold of his throat, invisible needles piercing all over his heart in his tightening chest. You didn’t care for his pain, and chose to simply glare at him as he leaned against the tray to keep himself from collapsing.

Good. His state would only be getting worse from now on.

Shame you wouldn’t be alive to witness it.

“First question,” Compress started, a faint hint of worry in his voice as he glanced at his companion. “What did you do to him?” He marked a pause, grabbing a shiny scalpel from the tray, before adding: “Please avoid any lies. Shigaraki possesses a truth detection quirk, and we would be forced to punish you should you try to hide anything from us.”

That was an easy one. You wanted Shigaraki to know exactly what was going to happen to him.

“I used my quirk,” you replied, a triumphant smile on your lips. “I cursed him.”

“You damn witch,” Shigaraki hissed between his blood-coated teeth.

His hold on the tray he was leaning against slipped between his fingers and he collapsed this time, as another coughing fit started burning holes through his lungs and throat. From the sound of the pained whimper that escaped him, you guessed that each coughing fit was worse than the other, weakening him at every insult he dared throw at you.

Maybe he’d pick up the hint, eventually.

“May I ask what your quirk is?” Compress inquired, calmly helping Shigaraki get back to his feet. The leader of the League of Villains glared at you in the process, but kept his mouth shut this time. Good, maybe that jerk was finally learning something.

“Well, do you know any fairy tales?”

Compress almost seemed offended you’d ask.

“I am a performer,” he replied, as if that fact alone answered the question.

You decided to indulge him, accepting his answer with a nod.

“My kiss isn’t the true love’s kiss you hear about in fairytales. Mine is a hate kiss. Instead of breaking a curse, it is one in itself, eating up at the victim until there’s nothing left of them.” You turned to Shigaraki, an innocent smile pulling at your lips. “Death comes after six months of pure agony. You’ll feel your organs melting inside you, your flesh burning as if it were constantly on fire, your thoughts swarming in your head to the point you’ll slowly fall into insanity.”

Then, with the possessor of All for One gone, the resistance would take back the country.

Even dead, you’d win.

Shigaraki caught your throat in a four-fingered-grip, obviously struggling to hold back his murderous urges. He still needed other answers, after all. Maybe he was still hoping that you were lying, despite one of his quirks confirming that every single one of the words that crossed your lips was the truth. Or maybe he was waiting for you to tell him that there was a way out of this, that he’d be able to save himself.

If he still had hope, you would crush it.

“Once the curse has set, even taking my quirk or killing me won’t stop it.”

Eraserhead had tried, once, to undo the consequences of your kiss. No matter how long he looked at you or at your victim, irises glimmering a pretty pink color, the effects didn’t go away. It had been an accident, at the time. You hadn’t really wanted the poor guy to die. But this time, when hatred for Shigaraki filled you whole, burning your insides faster and more violently than a summer forest fire, you could only hope that the effects would be even stronger, and that they would consume him just like anger consumed you, until there was nothing left of either of you.

You weren’t lying. Shigaraki used his coat sleeve to wipe the blood off his face, glaring at you as if hoping he could kill with a single look.

“Is there a way to undo it?” he asked, his usually raspy voice made even weaker by the pain still burning through his throat.

You hesitated. Opened your mouth, closed it.

“No, it’s irreversible,” you whispered at last.

This time, Shigaraki smiled, teeth still red with blood.

“Liar.”

You heard the clicking of the metallic torture tools beside you, and an icy shiver ran down your spine.

“I am very sorry, but you have been warned that you’d be punished should you try to lie,” Compress apologized, always so polite. His calm tone didn’t make anything better as you eyed the knife he held tightly in his gloved hands. Fear clawed at your chest, and Shigaraki coughed a bit, but not enough for Compress to stop.

“Carve my name into her skin,” the leader of the League of Villains ordered. “And then, she’ll explain how to get rid of this damn curse so that I can decay her.”

You had only a second or so to brace yourself before the blade started cutting through the flesh of your forearm. Blood, blood, blood. It was everywhere; on the soft fabric of your dress (your favorite one, you’d chosen it for your death day), on the damp floor of the basement, on your tongue as you bit your lip to keep your screams from escaping the warm comfort of your mouth.

Hot, burning tears rolled down your cheeks as Compress made it through the first character. 死, Shi, for Shigaraki. You knew what it meant. Death. So many strokes, so many carvings in your flesh, every single one more painful than the other. Then, once this nightmare of a letter was done, he stopped.

He stopped, because Shigaraki was crying tears of blood.

The Villain King didn’t even seem to realize it himself. Seeing Compress stare at him, Shigaraki finally raised a hand to his face, brushing his digits against the wetness on his cheeks. His eyes widened when he saw crimson stains coating his fingers, an horrified wince pulling at his chapped lips.

He used these same fingers to backhand you so violently you thought the hit would knock you out.

It didn't.

“Tell me how to undo this, you dumb slut!” he ordered, almost screaming, little drops of blood mixed with spit splashing all over your face as he spoke.

You’d rather die than tell him, you’d rather have the rest of his name carved up your arm than give him any hope for escape, for a chance at salvation.

And yet, even if he knew how to undo the curse, there was no way he could. No matter his hundreds of quirks, no matter his incommensurable power, no matter his thirst for blood, Shigaraki Tomura wouldn’t be able to fulfill the condition required for his survival. He’d have to feel death slowly grab at his soul, pulling him towards hell where he belonged while his body painfully burned through your curse. There was no way he could avoid this fate.

Telling him wouldn’t change anything, anyways.

And if you were to die soon, you wanted to see all hope crumble in his mind first.

“There is only one way to undo the curse,” you said, voice weakened by both the pain devouring your arm and the anger that burned through your lungs. “And you can’t use a quirk or anything like that to fulfill that condition. If you try, it won’t work, and you’ll die in six months anyway.”

He didn’t reply, waiting for you to keep going

It was the truth, and he knew it.

You let another few seconds pass, silence settling in the damp basement as you relished in his rage, in his despair. You could almost taste his hatred on your tongue, and you delighted in the sweetness that filled your mouth at the thought that you held his fate in your hands, just like he held everyone else’s in his murderous palms.

This time, you had the power.

And you’d bring the King of Villains to his knees.

“The only way for you to be free of the curse is if I fall in love with you.”

The knife fell from Compress’ hand, filling the silent basement with a harsh cling that echoed in your ears as it hit the ground. And yet, no protests arose, no one called you a liar, no one punished you for the words that had crossed your lips.

Because Shigaraki Tomura knew that it was the truth, and that you had just condemned him to death.

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and it was in this moment that Shigaraki knew: he fucked up. This is my first multi-chapters fic!! I have a few ideas but I didn't outline anything yet because I LOVE taking inspiration from the comments, so please, spare a few concepts that you'd like to see in this fic. I try to vary the kind of reader I use in each fic/one shot, this one has 0 survival skills and is super hot-headed and impetuous but she still has a bit of a backstory so if you don't like her yet please don't worry she'll come around eventually (hopefully). And ofc I'll keep writing my usual one-shots all while writing this fic so you can keep requesting anything As usual please tell me your opinion, it means the world to me <3

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gingersnaaps · 3 years

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a fic sounds lovely actually n i’m sorry if this is greedy but what about kenma + mindbreak

kenmaaaaaaaaaaaa

okay i need a bit of a break from my usual style of writing, so im gonna write my thots on how he'd do it. like hc's sort of

tw/tags: n*fw, mindbreak, denial, overstim, starvation, withholding of other basic human needs so torture too technically

i think kenma's a pretty methodical person in general. he likes to have a strategy laid out ahead of time, a specific plan of action that he'll use to accomplish his goals. his doesn't waste much time with detours - he just wants to get you into that dumb, drooling, broken state as quickly as possible. efficiency is his middle name.

that doesn't mean he'll be any kinder, though. when i say he's willing to use any method it takes, i mean any. here's a few that i think would be among his favorites:

denial + overstim. the combo is very successful at driving all unnecessary thoughts from your stupid little head and turning you into a perfect fuckdoll for him. he keeps you strung out along the edge for hours at a time, cunt clenching with desperation - and then when he's finally had his fill, he'll make you cum until your legs are shaking and your hips buck from the slightest touch.

i think he's also a big fan of things like starvation or involuntary sleep deprivation. fucking you senseless can be pretty useful temporarily, but to truly transform you into the idea toy, you've gotta be mindbroken 24/7. and there's really no quicker way to get someone to cave than to deny them basic human needs like drinking. or eating food. or getting rest. it only takes a few days before you turn into a shell of your former self, eyes sunken and bruised, your throat dry, muscles weak and shaky.

in other words, kenma's perfect girlfriend.

#haikyuu smut #hq smut #kenma smut #kenma x reader #haikyuu x reader #yandere haikyuu #yandere haikyuu x reader #yandere hq #yandere kenma #yandere #yandere kenma x reader #dark haikyuu #tw.starvation #tw.dc #tw.mindbreak #tw.torture #lin.thirsts

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saintobio · 2 years

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Dehumanization should probably even be it's own trigger warning, i also think it would make the story sort of a psychological triller or sth like that. Dehumanization seems very scary and angsty in this scenario 😖 will still be reading though lol

it’s mostly sci-fi but i do agree that the series is heavy bc of dehumanization. being tortured and continuously rejected by the alternate version of your fiancé can be psychologically damaging too 😢

#🖤: letters to saint #series: s.o.s.#tw.dehumanization #tw.torture

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staranix · 3 years

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the real christening of this sideblog

tw/tags: n*fw, gore/torture, dom!reader

she keeps touching herself without permission.

it’s starting to get on your nerves. you can’t even count on your hands the number of times you’ve caught her with her fingers buried in her cunt, drooling face-first into the pillow, squeaking like a whore as she creams again and again. seriously, does she have no concept of self-restraint?

perhaps you should be more explicit and set an example, give her a little reminder of what happens when she disobeys. it’s a simple solution - an obvious one, if you think about it, and very effective, too.

you break her fingers.

of course she cries a little, pathetic little whimpers filling the air as you bend each digit so far they crack. when you’re done, her fingers are a bruised, mangled mess - but at least now you won’t have to worry about her touching what she’s not supposed to. this way, every time she wants to cum, she’ll have to come looking for you, hands clasped together as she begs you to get her off, to stuff her sweet cunt full.

she’s got no choice but to be good for you now.

#ahaha #fuck #💭#tw.gore #tw.torture #tw.dc #i just cannot stay away from this stuff #i tried for a while #didn’t work

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we-with-ribbons · 5 years

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"I'm here, I'm here now!" Sieg, cut and bruised, rushed towards Theo and unbnound her legs, it seems she was kidnapped by some enemies as a means bribery against Chaldea, once freed the Caster helpped to support her as she stood up. "I'm sorry I let you out of my sight.."

Theo looked up at seig blankly for a moment. The dungeon was dark and cold which meant that theo should have been huddled in a corner trying to keep warm. But once again due to her body didn't react like it should. Her dull green eyes stares unblinking at seig as he unbound her.

If he looked closely at her legs or hand he'd notice the new scars on them. From struggling? Unlikely theo knew fighting would lead to death. Once he movies to help her stand her notice how light she seems.

Her response was muted almost like she didn't react at all. It wasn't till they were out of that place that life slowly came back to theo's eyes. Their was a brief pause as the master held onto seig like a life line once the safely was more obvious and secure. Her shaking form held onto his even if it was awkward.

".....Take me home seig...please?" Came her voice barely above, a whisper.

#fatefulones #a unorthidox command : meme #tw.abuse #tw.torture #tw. kidnapping #theo : the chaldea master #its a truth that in love and war : asks

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monsterbugstudio · 6 years

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Working on something more complex. Will have to put all sorts of triggers on this. It’s extremely overdue ... like ... fuck me sideways ... overdue ... The old one was lost when my PC self-combusted ... but I honestly like this one more ...

I won't even count which attempt it is ... but this one I like XD

#Monster Bug Studio Art #tw.gore #tw.torture #tw. its fucking Karthus and Thresh #and they deserve their own trigger warning xD

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1800sunaarinn · 4 years

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ADULT TRIO + TORTURER READER

anon asks

hiii! and thanks for enjoying my writing, idk idk i always feel like i can’t write for shit lmaoo. not even going cap, i legit got chills when i read this ask, this definitely right up my alley!! pls enjoy, anon!! :)

tw. torture, manipulation, uwu.

♰ Chrollo Luclifer

pause.

you were dangerously cute, so cute that you bordered on looking naïve. seriously, chrollo could spend hours eloquently describing how cute you were, how your actions made you even cuter, and how your words made you cuter than cuter. mans could even spend hours explaining how naïve you were. and, he could spend even more hours explaining just as eloquently that you were a manipulator.

both in nen abilities and mentality. god, you were a literal demon disguised as an angel, or something. you look cute, spoke cute, acted cute, but those hands were not cute. those soft hands have ended lives, have taken out eyeballs, yank teeth, broke bones, ripped out things that should definitely stay inside the body.

it was scary, but to chrollo, it was sexy. besides the point.

the first time he encountered your torture session was three years ago, when you had joined the phantom troupe as a pseudo member. you were an incredible informant, better than their last one.

when chrollo had left the base with his usual entourage of machi and pakunoda, it had been quiet as mouse. upon returning, he could hear the horrified and pained screams a few kilometers away.

chrollo’s first thought. feitan was torturing someone.

chrollo’s first sight. their sweet little informant torturing someone.

wait, stop the mfing music. [F/N] torturing someone?!?!

his initial reaction was to be frozen in shock, but doesn’t appear as if he was actually in shock by the events unfolding before him.

once he processed the entire thing, he could only stare for a few seconds in morbid fascination before it donned on him that you, [F/N], was actually torturing someone.

but what officially ko’ed him, was the expression on your face.

you looked completely frazzled, hair frizzy, clothes ruffled and spotted with blood. your eyes were wide like plates, pupils so tiny. the skin underneath your eyes dark and bruised. but it was the excitedly wide and sadistic smile on your face that caused him to actually sweatdrop.

chrollo was a refined young man, but seeing you look nothing like the cutesy naïve girl you had was a whole lot of shocking.

when the man had gave one last scream of pure, unadulterated fear, you had ended his life with a slow tug of his heart, pulling it free from his chest. it took a few seconds for him to truly die, you swinging his heart in front of his face with haunting giggles.

you had turned then, meeting chrollo’s eyes, appearance changing in a blink of an eye. you were back to looking cutesy, clothes clean and hair groomed. if you still weren’t holding the man’s heart, chrollo wouldn’t have known that you had just tortured someone to death.

“oh, dancho!” you had smile a true heart tugging smile, eyes forming little smiles as well. “i didn’t see you there~”

“yeah...” chrollo had trailed off, looking behind you and toward the dead man. “what’d he do?”

“hm, i want some cake. do you want cake, dancho?” you asked, before shrugging. “i’ll tell you everything over cake, pinkie promise!”

chrollo could only follow after you.

and, even now, three years later with you as his girlfriend. watching you torture someone will always cause him to sweatdrop.

he lowkey feared you.

🃏 Hisoka Morow

wait.

hisoka in a relationship with a girl who looks way too innocent to even know what —inter 🤢 interco— 🤢 intercourse🤮 is!! now that’s a sight to see.

first off, no one’s going to believe that hisoka, resident bitch clown, could bag someone like you. hell, you can’t even believe it because he is a bitch. b i c t h!

but anyways. hisoka thinks torturing is too slow, too drawn out for him, he likes fast pace things, like fights, and sex. but if it really came down to it, hisoka wouldn’t be opposed to some quality time torturing.

it was supposed to be a normal day, you know? hisoka actually showing up to the area to fight, and to secure his place in the two hundreds. you know, the usual. popping up at your house unexpectedly, and uninvited, was a normal thing. he even had a key.

but what wasn’t normal was hearing screams coming from your house, it was faint and you had to be up on your front door to hear it, but hisoka had good ass hearing.

the screams only grew louder as he entered the house, stalked around a bit to found it and then locating you and your victim in the basement.

you had a basement???! hisoka was bamboozeled.

but, no. what had him shivering his timbers, was you. his cutie pie girlfriend, looking not so cutie pootie anymore with frazzled hair and dark bruised eyes. covered in blood and wearing a bloodthirsty smile that put his to shame.

no, wait,

hold up

let him move his bangs real quick

...

nah, he saw that right

his initial reaction being “hah? why didn’t you invite me, [F/N]-chan, so rude~”

actually processed what the hell just happened. instant turn on. pervert face on, moaning immediately!

not only did you get a fright for your life, but the poor man you were torturing looked scared, disgusted and scared even more.

“oh, hisoka! hi!” you gave the man the biggest eye smile with a cutesy flustered expression, actually hearts and sparkles exploding around you. you didn’t even give the poor man a last thought before you sliced his neck so deep, his head nearly fell from his shoulders.

“what are you doing~” he had practically moaned.

“well, i’ll tell you over cake!” you all but skipped over to him, snatching his hand and bounding up the stairs for cake!

he’s totally using torture as a form of spicing up y’all’s sex lite. damn, perv.

📍Illumi Zoldyck

as the wife of a zoldyck, your ass better know how to torture. literally, it’s a requirement.

but, illumi had thought he would have to teach you how to torture. and how to kill, and how to manipulate, and how to do everything it require to become the best assassin wife.

you see, he was definitely fooled by your cutesy, naïveté act. your innocent smiles, glossy words, and dreamy stares. yes, that was it. you, a fine manipulator yourself, had fooled an even better manipulator.

poor dude was so confused when it came time to teach you how to torture.

like sorry dude, but you’ll be showing illumi a few pointers on which nerve is the quickest to receive a knee jerk scream.

his initial reaction was so stale. all he said was oh and looked on with the same dead fish eyed look.

processing... processing... completed.

“oh, oh! this is good, i don’t have to waste time teaching you.” the man sounded cheery, but he looked so dead.

you strived to have that sorta of resting bitch face.

you see, illumi can also make the weirdest, bizarre, downright ugly faces when it comes to actually releasing his bloodlust. so, seeing your features convert into something out of a horror movie only left him feeling a bit tingly.

why was he feeling tingly? what does it mean?,?!,

he lowkey enjoyed the way you lost yourself when torturing someone. you looked absolutely horrifying, and your sweet tone only added to the affect and your nen abilities working on your victim’s mind only strived to make you even more terrifying.

proud

this man was actually feeling proud of his wife

gah dayum 👨🏾‍🦳!! he found the right one, ladies it’s a wrap.

he definitely demanded little assassin babies.

like,,,,

“who taught you how to torture?” he had asked.

“a friend from my home city, he was so aggressive for such a tiny man.” you had answered absentmindedly, before bursting into horrible giggles as the man gave his last scream.

O.O —.— O.O, that type of beat.

“can we get cake?” you had turned to look at him then, smiling cutely.

“after we have intercourse. i want children, now.”

^.^ -> o.0 “hah???”

📍. 11/20/15

note — i hope you liked it. i absolutely hate the word intercouse, oh my god 😭

#illumi 📍#hisoka 🃏#chrollo ♰#hxh #adult trio #hxh scenarios #hxh headcanons #hxh imagines #hxh illumi #hxh hisoka #hxh chrollo #illumi imagine #hisoka imagine #chrollo imagine #tw.torture 🍴#tw.manipulation 😈

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ofallthingsnasty · 5 months

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ooo i like the molar removing, the yandere could remove one from the back of each gum each time you were being punished. you never want to eat any thing of substance again? then keep acting up. it'd be cute if you were only able to able to eat soft food. you could be your yanderes pet rabbit! they could feed you lettuce like you're a paper shredder.

or they could force feed you with a tube. either strap you down and choke you with a hose until it's down to your stomach. or they could use a tube down your nose so you won't need to use your mouth for eating anymore.... just for.... other stuff.

Oh goodness, you're evil 🤭 I love the way you think. You bet I'd be on my best behavior after that first tooth 😵 This whole thing is giving me Doflamingo vibes, that fake, not-so-little smile while he does heinous things to you... Especially just forcing a tube down your throat. Could he be more refined? Have someone else handle it? Sure, but where is the fun in that? No, no, you deserve a little violence after all that fuss you've made, after all the headaches you've cause him. It's so satisfying to see you writhe and sputter and retch underneath him, it's really worth getting a little dirty for ♡ You get the NG tube when you've been good - until then it's horrible, horrible torture. Ah, he'd feel sorry for you if you weren't such a fucking brat.

#tw.yandere #tw.torture #ask #anon #/doflamingo

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ofallthingsnasty · 5 months

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Which one of your dark faves thinks it's romantic/funny/a sign of possession to pull one of your molars and wear it on a necklace/chain?

#for some reason i'm thinking shigaraki 🤔 he'd be fascinated by it #also arlong?? in the 'i own and look at what i took from you' way #and of course to show you how inferior you are bc it doesn't grow back #tw.torture #tw.dark content #sorry that doffy post made me think

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ofallthingsnasty · 1 month

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I can't believe this thought hasn't crossed my mind yet, especially with my wacky torture king Doffy but-

He'll definitely do some weird kind of tickle torture as punishments. It just fits - he craves entertainment, happy faces, joy, hedonism... and all that coupled with you being in pain, begging him to stop, pissing yourself because it's too much- that's perfection. I'm one of those people who finds it triggering and hates it - one of the worst things I can imagine is being held down and tickled for long periods of time, utterly defenseless. You can tickle someone to death. It is a torture method.

But oh, isn't it ideal when you've been pulling a face all day? When you've been giving him nothing but agony and disgust when you actually should be so happy that he chose you to be by his side, not someone else? Immobilizing you and forcing a smile and laugh and then tears and sobs out of you, that's where it's at. He decides what you're feeling, he controls every inch of your miserable little existence and tickling is both him forcing you to show him those blunt little teeth of yours and terrible, horrible pain you'll writhe in. Both caused by him, your king, your god, the light of your life-

Ah, the world is his oyster.

#tw.tickling #tw.torture #... i guess #/doflamingo #/one piece

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ofallthingsnasty · 5 months

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In reference to that medical malpractice post:

New kink unlocked oh my god

I have a fic called "like pulling teeth" that kinda reminds me of that 👀

Right?? I gasped when I saw that pic... being forced to follow someone by the tongue, that's just so so cruel. Just think about it; you'd be drooling so much and it'd be so painful if they were to tug harshly. It'd be nice for all sorts of punishments as well - from keeping you on your tippy toes or else you'd be suspended by tongue to weighing it down like you can do with nipple clamps... Sooo many possibilities and all of them god awful. And oh my god??? Link here if anyone wants to read "Like Pulling Teeth"... That just made me really, really sick to my stomach, I love it. Great job 😭💕

#ask #unleashedgal #that was a fucked up read i adore it #tw.torture #tw.yandere

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ofallthingsnasty · 2 years

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Ah, but puppy reader and a toothache 😵‍💫 Poor thing, you don't even know what's happening but it hurts. So, so bad. You can do nothing much but cling to Overhaul's feet, to whine and whimper and look at him with big, sad eyes until he finally helps you (of course he knows exactly what's wrong, not hard to guess when you keep pawing at your cheek and when he has pretty much given up on your oral hygiene - but you can sit it out a little longer, really experience it so the next time he'll come to you with a toothbrush in hand you'll be good and compliant)

And to make it stick he pulls the tooth, poor you 🥺 You won't even know what's happening, stupid and happy and way too trusting of your owner...

#tw.torture #tw.hybrids #tw.pet play #writing this rn and instead of making reader quirkless making them a puppy would work too #.... ah idk idk #same concept but with more.fear and tears and whimpers 🥺💕#ja ja i know this is p the other post but i love this concept and stupid puppy reader is too cute not to pick it up again for a minute #/overhaul

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ofallthingsnasty · 2 years

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Ok so your a dental student and like idk I have no clue on how to word things? Please be lenient on that, but I remember reading some porn with nc elements and it had dentistry in it? And the most intriguing part to me was a sorta permanent gag? Like I'm not sure of the different ways you could go about it, but would you have ideas?

Like idk I could see a mechanism placed inside the mouth that maybe magnetizes your mouth shut? Or in that fic the used some type of dental glue to kinda make an oral hole to use? (Like a sex doll sorta thing?)

Idk do you have thoughts on how it could be done bc like. Fuck it would be so horrifying to wake up with something like that semi permanent or permanent as a punishment? But then being forced to still let your mouth be used as a sex toy?

omg anon don't worry!! I struggle with correct medical terms in English too lol, I'm German and studying here in Germany so in German I could really tell you everything fhjhfj I sometimes sound like a dip on here lol

So there are a lot freaky OMS things done in surgery and in 'normal' dental. Like I said, I can't go into minute detail because English isn't my first language, but here is some food for thought: (icky dental pics under the cut) KEEP IN MIND THIS IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL AND I'M NOT ADVOCATING FOR OR DOING THIS IRL!

A magnetic mechanism would definitely be possible, combined with implants definitely!

See this? This is a bar on top of implants - it's used as a base for dentures. You could definitely pull all of darling's teeth (or just the front for easy access but that wouldn't solve the 'gag problem') and give them implants with the front missing. Implantation is a lengthy process though, one that could take up to six months (and darling could easily lose some of them, making the bar unusable). But you could definitely work some locks in between the upper and lower bars of the molar region, leaving the upper and lower fronts free. This way you could effectively gag darling after 'use' but keep the front open for fucking their mouth. Nice and smooth. It would require at least two people, though: either a dentist/oral surgeon/oms surgeon and a dental technician to make the bar and appliance. That's nothing homemade. Another option that'd work is some sort of modified herbst appliance?

It's used in orthopedics, usually paired with braces. I'm sure you can see where I'm going with this when you see the 'bar' part... Irl people obviously can talk and open their mouths with these - these are permanent (you can't take them out, they'll be removed after the procedure along with the braces) - but it's either possible to just use a straight rod and darling's mouth will be permanently open (+ try talking with an open mouth like that.... tiring. Not to mention how fast your teeth would go bad because they'll be dry constantly. Torture.) Again, you'd need pros for that. But you know as an orthopedist it'd be possible to do. The 'fast' homebrew is just either pulling all of darling's teeth or only the front. You could actually glue the upper and lower molars together with composite - the stuff they make fillings with. It'd be very much permanent and only leave a little opening (where you pulled their front teeth, pretty much) but that'd be brutal. Darling could probably only be fed liquids and would have trouble talking... For nearly 100% silence cut out the tongue.

And agreed, this is incredibly terrifying... the thought of waking up with no teeth and no tongue or something else is the stuff nightmare are made of 😨

#tw.torture #anon #ask #oh my god this is all 100% fiction no one come for my ass pls

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