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knoxmares · 7 months

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clutch of a cute neighbor - power bottom che'nya x top male pomefiore reader

MINORS DNI

tags: che'nya exhibiting some yandere behavior, possessiveness, hints of sensory deprivation (receiving), very subtle breeding kink

You really must be distracted today because it isn’t until you’ve completely removed the violet robe of your dorm uniform that you feel a familiar prickling sensation on the back of your neck. No doubt his own excitement has given him away.

“I’m this close to making a deal with the Octavinelle housewarden.” A frustrated sigh leaves your lips as you pinch the bridge of your nose. You really didn’t feel like his antics today, yet you turn to look back at the corner of the room where you know he awaits, the sound of his laughter coming before the appearance of his crooked smile.

“I know you don’t mean that” Che’nya practically purrs. “If you really were so cruel to want to rid yourself of a childhood friend, you could easily create some sort of cursed trap for me. That’s something you Pomefiore students excel at, right?” His devilsh smirk is but a glint as it disappears again along with the rest of him.

“Haven’t you missed me?” you suddenly feel the weight of his head on your shoulder, and you’re met with a pair of floating yellow eyes that peer at you seductively through long lashes. You feel his fingertips trail slowly across your chest.

“It’s impossible to miss you when not even a month has passed since your last visit.” You deadpan. Your feigned disinterest doesn’t faze him, however, the buttons of your black dress shirt seemingly unbuttoning themselves.

“I just worry about you…” Che’nya innocently claims. You intake a sharp breath when he teases your nipple, slightly twisting it in his invisible fingertips. “Even Riddle and Trey strayed and lost their way. How pitiful would be to see my cute neighbor wander unknowingly into the shadows?” You feel the tickle of fur on your cheek as he just barely grazes his teeth across the skin of your neck.

His effect on you is only evident in the way you tightly ball your fists at your sides, desire and annoyance welling up inside you. The word cute echoes in your head, the word floating on the tails of Che’nya’s teasing tone just like it did when you were younger. It was annoying as a little boy to feel like your identity was consumed by such a word, leading you to be a bit bitter when assigned to Pomefiore, but you’d grown past that. It still irked you, however, when he said it.

“You’ve just never been one to share your toys” you scoff, eyes now focused on the seemingly detached hands that walk themselves down your stomach to the hem of your pants. How long had you been his plaything? He had welcomed you with eyes of playful curiosity when you first moved in beside him as a kid, and somehow that was never replaced by boredom. Instead, as you got older, his eyes became dotted with some intense desire that you had yet to satiate.

“Do you blame me for not trusting others with my prized plaything?” His smile reappears in front of your bulge, purple nail gently raking across your length that is now only covered by the thin fabric of your underwear. It twitches at his touch, causing his smile to become impossibly wider. “Even the perfectly manicured hands of Vil Schoenheit could ruin you, you know?”

“Vil is my housewarden.”

“Curious…” Che’nya allows his whole body to come into view, still kneeling before you but face absent of previous mirth. “For someone so busy, he seems to have plenty of time for you.” His face remains impassive as he rids you of your last layer of clothing and takes your length into his hand.

“Spying on me, are you?” your voice comes off breathless as you barely hold back a moan. Che’nya drinks in your reaction, pulling out that repressed moan by licking a stripe up your shaft.

“No need. Not when there’s traces of you in so many of his MagiCam posts.” This time he uses his tongue to tease the base of your balls. When you grip his hair he sucks on one side lewdly. “It’s like you tease me on purpose” he mewls, pout on his face as he presses his cheek to your pelvis.

“A glimpse of your favorite pencil on the table at the library. Your signature nail polish color adorning his nails. Your shadow lurking in the corner. Even an image of your hand holding a mirror for him.” With every word he strokes you with more fervor. It’s like he can’t stand the idea of you being remotely close to someone. Even as kids, he’d act out if you seemingly drifted closer to Trey or Riddle. You were his cute neighbor. Only his.

“You’re ah-“ he takes you into his mouth. “Being ridiculous.” slurping sounds fill the space of your room as he eagerly bobs his head on your cock. Your hips are spurred forward by the inviting heat of his mouth, tip hitting the back of his throat. He takes you with ease, even managing to slightly quirk his lips up in a grin as he slows his movements, just barely scraping his teeth along your length. You shudder at the sensation, fisting his hair once again. You use it as leverage to force him down on you again, his tongue feeling too good working against the underside of your cock. With pleasure building up fast you pull him off you. He tries to take your tip into his mouth again, but you hold his hair in a tight grip, causing him to chuckle and lick his lips.

“You do make me a bit mad.” He truly does look dazed, heavy lidded eyes consumed with lust. Hand previously used to fondle your balls sneaks further back to ghost over your entrance, tip of his finger just barely entering you as he passes back over it again. He watches you closely to gauge your reaction, but you simply click your tongue.

“Enough with the games Che’nya. I know you already prepared for me” Your words ignite a spark in those yellow eyes that suddenly disappear. In fact, his presence disappears all together, hair no longer held in your grasp. You pump your leaking cock a couple of times glancing around the room as you wait for his reappearance.

“Who appears needy now?” His teasing voice bounces off your walls. “I’m sure Vil has never seen you so uncomposed. He’d probably be appalled that you even allow yourself to show a hint of desperation.” his giggle permeates the air.

“I like it though.” His words become a whisper in your ear. “I love every part of you” He blows onto your ear, taunting you.

“You’ll give me all of you, won’t you?” He appears now on your bed, fully unclothed, clearly projecting his own desperation onto you as he looks back at you already holding his cheeks apart. His tail flicks in the air in anticipation, hole fluttering around nothing as you approach him.

“Open” he twirls his tongue around the fingers you push between his lips, never breaking eye contact with you even as you push those same fingers into his entrance. Hands now gripping your sheets, he whines for more as he pushes his hips back to meet your small thrusts. He shudders as you curl your fingers to brush against his prostate, but it’s not long until you give him what he really wants. He’s practically salivating as you press your tip into him.

Encouraging you to just fill him up already, you bottom out, eliciting a moan from both your lips. “That’s it” he purrs. “Isn’t it like my hole was made for you, molding around you so purrfectly” You grunt in response, taking the base of his tail in your hand so you can begin thrusting into him. Moans spill from Che’nya’s lips, head thrown back in pleasure. As your thrusts get more passionate, you leave his tail in favor of gripping his hips, your hips sharply snapping into his. You don’t even care that purple bruises will bloom where your fingers dig into him. He’ll likely trace them in delight later, dizzy with happiness that you’ve marked him in some form.

With your movements becoming more sporadic, Che’nya can tell you’re close and predictably switches positions. One instant he’s rocking back to meet your thrusts with his back arched and the next he’s hugging your shoulders, forcing you to hold him up as he continues to bounce on your cock.

“You better give me every drop of your cum” lips brush over your ear, nails digging into your back. With his legs tightly hooked around you, you hold his slim hips tightly against you as you thrust up into him. He gasps into your neck as you fill him with your hot seed, rolling his hips forward for friction as his walls tightly clamp around you. He lets out a soft, gasping whine as he cums untouched, holding you tighter. With both of you gasping for breath, he licks and nips your neck, murmuring the word “mine” into your skin. He knows that you hate when he leaves marks, but he also knows you are more than capable of covering them up.

You suppose you should at least let him have that, since you never allow his kisses to drift to your lips. That would make this more than it is. It was the one part of you that you’d hold out of Che’nya’s reach, hating the way he called you his cute neighbor but unwilling to let him call you something more. In that way, maybe it was more fitting to call him your plaything. No wonder you drove him mad.

#about to post an unofficial sequel to this fic so ig it's time for it to return to tumblr #che'nya x reader #cw yandere

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merakiui · 1 year

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i cannot stop thinking of victorian omegaverse au in which the leech twins are butlers for azul’s omega darling. just,,,, the reverse power imbalance is so good because while the twins are bound to you in servitude they’re still alphas and you’re still an omega. biologically, they’re superior. but in terms of class, you’re higher on the pyramid.

maybe you are betrothed to azul and now that the two of you are married you’ve moved into his grand estate, which is where you meet the twin butlers. the head butler (jade) is very kind and polite, always knowing just what to say when he serves you or wakes you each morning. he’s memorized your meal preferences, what sort of flowers you want planted in the gardens, and even the kinds of attire you enjoy wearing. floyd is also sweet. he always brightens a considerable amount when he sees you (he always compliments how nice you look), and he completes most of the physically demanding tasks on the grounds.

both of them are always looking out for their master’s darling, especially during those pesky heats. you’ve taken to enduring them in the confines of your bedroom and the entire week is unbearably sticky, hot, and miserable. it’s especially miserable for jade and floyd because they can so clearly smell you and they want nothing more than to help you, but azul has forbidden them from laying so much as a finger on you when you’re indisposed. it’s azul who has access to the special room you’re kept in during your heats, and the door is adorned with many locks, all of which can only be unlocked by his magic, and he has an omega maid bring you your meals and anything else you might need.

azul has taken to controlling many aspects of your life, and you allow him to do so because you’re so blinded by love. it’s not fair for the twins, who have begun to fall for you and your enigmatic charms as the days progress. they will always remain overshadowed by azul unless, of course, they go against orders and claim you. :)

#meraki mumbles #tw: abo #tw: omegaverse #yandere twst #i like to think omega darling is good friends with omega riddle #the two of you would get together for tea and discuss the happenings in your lives #riddle who sees how toxic azul is becoming and warns you of his questionable behaviors #riddle who kindly offers shelter in his estate should you ever need it #riddle who employs alpha spy che'nya to occasionally watch over you to ensure you're safe and content #so many thoughts omg...

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photographicapparitions · 2 years

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this is our little reminder to fuck off and get away from our page if you're pro-endo/tulpa or a supporter, thanks <3

endo-neutral is fine, but pro-endo is like. yeah no get out of my house rn - che'nya

#- che'nya xx #- chenya xx #arcadian chats #this goes for people who id as 'yanderes' or 'irl yanderes' btw #get better coping mechanisms fr #it ain't healthy

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mellowwillowy · 3 months

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Yandere Riddle thought: You were introduced to Riddle as a "Good Influence" after the Trey and Che'nya event. Would he be able to get along with someone who was molded in the same way as him?

"You and I are both avid rules-abiding, yet why am I branded a scarlet tyrant?" "Because you were never perfect, to begin with. Someone who embodies law does not waver over fleeting heartfelt wishes. Lady Rosehearts has forbidden you from eating sweets yet you can't even hold a leash for yourself."

"I am the Order." "And I am the Judge."

"I am the Judge." "And I am the Law."

"I am the Law." "And you ought to hold your leash, Rosehearts."

It was an overblot. In the end, he was never one step ahead of you.

#Yandere Riddle Rosehearts #TWST #Twisted Wonderland #Yandere TWST #Riddle Rosehearts x Reader

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spacexseven · 2 years

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in for a penny, in for a pound (ii)

note: hi :> these were the most requested characters since part one, and i might even be open to working on another part for more characters if you all are interested! i tried changing things up with deuce's part :O honestly, the part that took me the longest was figuring out reasons you'd need to ask someone to fake date you for...

summary: yandere! riddle, azul & deuce fake dating reader

pairings: riddle x reader | azul x reader | deuce x reader

cw: yandere characters, obsessive behavior, obsession, forced relationships, blackmail, manipulation, abuse of authority, threats, violence, deceit, guilt-tripping, drugging, imprisonment, implied non-consensual kissing

when you asked riddle to fake date you, it was just a silly joke.

che'nya, surprisingly still in one piece, had slinked up next to you a day ago, with that mischievous grin that seemed to be stuck on his face, "i'm paw-sitive riddle might like you."

you scoffed at that, rolling your eyes, "as if!" though you had to admit the thought was a little funny. riddle, having a crush? and on you? "by the way, don't you have class?"

"don't worry about me!" he cried out, disappearing for a moment and reappearing in front of you, his hands on your shoulders and eyes staring into yours, "aren'cha even a little bit curious?"

"no. besides, don't they say curiosity killed the cat? you better watch out."

at your remark, he grinned gleefully, before continuing to press you on the issue, "he really really really likes ya~"

"if you don't believe me, why don't you try asking him to go out with you?" che'nya suggested, looking surprisingly serious, "i bet'cha he'll be purring in joy."

"sure, che'nya," you sighed, "if it'll get you off my back about this."

"purr-fect! i'll be watching!"

so, to appease his burning curiosity, here you were, standing in front of an uncharacteristically silent riddle.

"together?...like dating?" he stares, wide-eyed.

"yes," you echo, "like dating. but if you're uncomfortable-"

"no, not at all!" he freezes suddenly, "i mean, if it's you..."

you were taken aback. did he just agree to be your boyfriend? you find yourself frowning at him, "you know, you can just say no. i won't take it personally."

"but why would i say no? i meant it, i wouldn't mind."

"really?" he must have caught the surprised look on your face because then he says something you would have never expected to hear from him.

"i like you, after all." riddle looks satisfied, standing proudly in front of you as if he hadn't just said the most insane thing.

"no way," before you can stop yourself, the words are out of your mouth, "i can't believe it! are you in on this with che'nya?"

there was no way to you that riddle, who rarely spared you a second glance, was standing here now, confessing his sudden affection to you. it didn't make any sense.

"what?" riddle seems indignant, now wearing a matching frown, "what does he have to do with this?"

"don't act like you don't know!" you scoff, "i've been set up! how embarrassing, ugh, i'll get back at him..."

riddle slowly blinks at your agitated reaction, "i don't know what you're talking about," he says, at last, "but i really meant it. about liking you, i mean."

"did you?" you look around, thinking how awkward the entire situation was. if he was being serious, saying something like 'no, i was just kidding' would totally sound like a jerk move, right?

"yes."

"you know, i was being serious too..." you finally reply, "sorry about that whole...outburst, i thought che'nya told you to pretend to like me or something."

"why would he?" riddle asks, "that would be...a cruel thing to do, pretending to like someone."

considering that that was exactly what you had just done, you resort to smiling awkwardly at him, saying your goodbyes before leaving. it's alright. you'd find a way to break up with him soon.

riddle only gets increasingly difficult to avoid since that day, which irritated you to no end. riddle was nice, but you had no feelings for him whatsoever and while you were hoping he'd lose whatever interest he had in you as the days passed, he only seemed even more enamored. internally, you curse out che'nya—this was all because of his meddling—as riddle's voice floats in from behind you.

"we should get something to eat together—" typical riddle, to not even bother asking you first. he says it so resolutely like the decision had already been made, by him. you hated how he did that, always choosing for you. he was always overbearing in that aspect, but it only got worse after the confession.

you successfully talked yourself out of it for the last week or so, but before that he had you seated right next to him every day without fail. he also insisted the two of you study together, and almost signed you up for the equestrian club with him despite you having no interest or skill in it. who would have thought riddle was so clingy?

"i already have plans."

"cancel them."

you turn around in shock, taken aback by his sudden demand, "what are you talking about? i can't just do that, just because you want me to."

"but," he frowns, the expression perfectly natural on his face, "i'm your boyfriend. who's more important than me? and, i'm your friend."

"riddle," you sigh, finally realizing this had to come to an end, "i don't think you realize how unhealthy this is. you think that i have to put you above everyone else, and you only ever want to spend time with me. what happened to trey, and your other friends? i thought you were starting to like yuu as well?"

he looks offended by your suggestion, an almost frightening scowl fixed on him now, "it's not unhealthy. it's perfectly normal for a couple to be all over each other. and, unlike you, i know to take care of my lover first before anyone else."

was there no way to reason with him? "but riddle, if you ignore your friends, they'll be hurt. what if things don't work out, and we break up? if you don't have your friends to rely on, who will help you then?"

he looks bewildered that you'd ever even consider such a situation, "that will never happen," he says, as though it was a fact, "i won't let it. so there is no need to worry."

the way he kept refusing to listen really frustrated you, especially since this had been going on for what seemed like forever. it was torturous at this point, having him ruin everything around you if it meant your attention would only be on him. how ever would you get through to him? as the anger coiled in your stomach, you made a huge mistake, revealing to him the truth behind your words from that day and unintentionally sealing your fate.

"i never liked you," so blinded by frustration, you didn't pause to gauge his reaction—something you'd later regret tremendously, "che'nya told me to ask you out, but i never had any feelings for you then, and i still don't feel anything but hate for you now. i just wanted to prove a point."

riddle's face is blank before a tense and obviously forced smile creeps on it, "you're really mean when you're mad. but the only person who should be mad now is me."

"i'm not being mean. this is the truth. i never liked you and i never will. don't talk to me anymore—i don't want to see you ever again," with a scalding glare at him, you storm out of the halls and out of riddle's sight. when you were finally back in your room, you breathed out a sigh of relief, not prepared for the events about to unfold.

"i would never do such a thing."

crowley chuckles awkwardly, the sound obviously forced, "all i'm saying is that it's mr rosehearts' word against yours. i'm sure you understand how this looks?"

how did it look? riddle, the dorm leader and one of the best students in nrc to be accusing you of stealing — who would believe you over him? he was a lot more influential thank you, and he ruled with an iron fish. nobody would dare oppose him anyway. you wouldn't be too surprised if crowley was sucking up to him as well.

"but perhaps you could...plead your case with him. it could likely be a misunderstanding, no? i shall give you two some privacy and not speak of this to anyone yet, for i —" at the withering look riddle shot him, the headmaster cleared his throat and briskly exited the room without finishing his usual line.

"i can't believe that you would lie—"

your incessant rambling is stopped by riddle's authoritative tone and the terrifying message his words carried, "it doesn't matter if it's a lie. what matters is that you'll be expelled from nrc. i'd love to see how you explain that to your family back home."

"you—this is going too far now, riddle. you can't drag my family into this," you seethe, feeling more angry when you noticed the smug look on his face.

"i can do whatever i want," he stares into your eyes, "but if you were to take back what you said that day and promise to be the best partner for me, i could just as easily explain to mr crowley that i was mistaken about the identity of the thief. not a word of this would leave this room and everyone will be happy."

for a moment, you wished the ground would open up and swallow you whole. anything would be better than agreeing to riddle's stupid demands, but you couldn't be expelled. it would destroy your family and your reputation. after a few, heavy moments, you seal your fate once again.

it only occurs to you, when you finally get in touch with a friend of yours who you hadn't seen in nrc for a while, that when riddle said he would tell mr crowley he was wrong about who the thief was, he was using that opportunity to rip away a good friend of yours by framing them for the crime instead. now, the grip riddle had on your arm feels more like the chains connecting you to a neverending nightmare.

when you asked azul to fake date you, it was because of a little crush.

you knew he was way out of your league, but you've always had a silly little crush on him from the day you saw him. azul was a year above you, but he was so popular that everyone knew about him. apart from being smart and suave, you were so impressed by how he managed to do well in school, supervise the dorm and run the mostro lounge (a place you stopped by almost every day, and not just because you were hoping to catch a glimpse of azul—the food was amazing). the few times you've talked to him, it was mostly because he came by to ask if you were enjoying your time in the lounge, but each time you were too flustered to answer. how embarrassing...

and then there was also word going around about his contracts. you weren't sure how legal any of it was, but you weren't about to miss an opportunity like this. sure, you had heard the horror stories, about how azul made the people who couldn't hold their end of the deal slave away in the lounge, and took possession of their skills, but you were still determined to at least get a consultation. you got lucky, as a friend of a friend knew someone who could pull some strings and ensure you get a session with azul personally to discuss your wish.

you had no idea how to approach it with him, realizing it would sound rather stupid to come out and say you just wanted him to hold your hand and go out with you for a few weeks, but finally, you decided that the best way to go about things would be to be honest.

still, it didn't mean you felt any less awkward talking to him about it.

"you want me...to date you?" azul is still smiling, but you can sense his confusion. you couldn't blame him, you knew it sounded weird.

"i've liked you for a while," you say, unable to look straight at him, "so i thought if we did this i could finally..deal with my feelings and get over it. i mean, i've been idolizing you in my head, so a reminder that you're pretty normal would help, i think?"

"i see. honestly, i'm flattered," he says, leaning back into his seat, "and while it's different from the usual things people ask me, i'm not so cruel as to turn you away. in fact, i won't even ask anything in return—" you go to interrupt without thinking, but azul only holds up a hand and you go quiet again. at that moment, he looked rather pleased.

"it wouldn't be fair to ask anything in return since i'm only losing my time. i could even argue that you have more to lose from this. but of course, i'll be needing something to hold as...collateral in the event that you breach the contract or take advantage of this arrangement. there will be a lot of terms to this."

you nod eagerly, ready to accept any and all terms he was going to write. despite the ominous feeling crawling up your spine, you found it all so exciting! dating azul ashengrotto! even if it was just temporary and not really a relationship, you were sure you could soothe the strange infatuation you had with him through this.

"something simple," he continues," what about...your ability to communicate? meaning your voice, of course, and other things—" he doesn't elaborate on that, and you foolishly, don't ask him to, "—most of the contract terms ask you not to say anything more than what i allow you to say about our arrangement to anyone if asked or exaggerate it, so i think it would be a fair exchange. don't worry, this is just a formality set in place. you seem like a good person. i'm sure this will go smoothly."

you weren't sure how smoothly things were going.

it was great...at first. you had regularly scheduled dates, and he wasn't against the hand-holding you wanted. in fact, the contract even allowed for kissing, though you noted azul seemed to get flustered from even the slightest physical contact. it seemed like he was really trying his best to make this a good time for you, but you weren't going to do more than this if it meant he might be uncomfortable. azul would walk by you in the hall and stop to ask you about your day, walk you from your last class to the lounge where you hung out with him for some time, helped you with your work, and even bought you gifts. when you tried telling him he didn't have to, he only insisted you keep it. he was just such a perfect boyfriend.

and that was the issue. you went into this thinking that you'd see how azul was just like most other people in nrc, but he was honestly impressing you with how caring he was and how great he was as a partner. it was almost too good to be true, and it felt like your whole plan had backfired on you. instead, you thought you might be falling for him even more from this.

but there was also the...unpleasant side to him. he wasn't exactly mean to you, but there were those times he'd stare too coldly at your friends and insist you ditch them to go out with him instead, and the times he kept pressing you to stay over in octavinelle for the night, going as far as to say he could talk to crowley about you moving to the dorm permanently, though such a thing was unheard of. he wanted to know every little detail about your day, and even if you could talk animatedly about everything, it was getting a little weird when he kept asking. but the weirdest part? the few times you brought up the contract, asking him about how long it was meant to last, he only changed the subject. he didn't even let you take a second look at it, claiming there was nothing you had to worry about. now you were left confused about the details.

it had been a month already, and you were starting to feel like it was time you ended things with azul. sure, he still made your heart flutter the few times he genuinely smiled at you, and he had a way of making you feel important, but it was a little draining to keep up with the facade when you were worried about deepening your feelings for him. after some encouragement from your friends, you gathered up the courage to approach him about it.

you thought of many ways things could go, maybe he would be pleased to end things, or maybe he'd explain the contract still had a day or two on it. maybe he'd draw up another agreement that would say you couldn't speak about this to anyone ever again. but you hadn't been expecting such an angry refusal.

"no."

you quickly put down the half-empty glass, your fingers curl up into your palm as you waited for him to elaborate—but that was all he said.

"sorry, but i don't understand—"

he smiles, but the expression looks patronizing, "i don't expect you to. you see, according to our contract, since you didn't give any more details, it is up to me when our arrangement ends. and i don't want it to end now, or for the foreseeable future."

upon noticing the shock on your face, he reaches out to place a comforting hand on your balled-up fists, though it feels like it serves to be a warning, "why do you look so distraught? weren't you the one who liked me? i gave it some thought, and you're pretty cute, [name]. i didn't think anyone would love me, but you did, and i would be a fool to let this opportunity slip by. i don't see why you would be upset. this is a mutually beneficial relationship, isn't it?"

"i don't...not anymore. please, i just want things to back to normal," you choke out, "i need my space and my time again."

"well, aren't you straight to the point? my dear, as much as i would hate for it to come to this, if you refuse to accept my decision, i'll consider it a breach of the contract."

"i'll tell everyone," you threaten him, though your voice is shaky, "they'll all know about this. nobody would ever—"

your voice begins to fade, words stuck in your throat and being dragged back down. you scratch at your throat, feeling like a lock had been placed on it, but to no avail. your voice was gone. and azul...he looked like the cat that got the cream.

"i warned you..." he says, his voice muffled. your world begins to slow down and melt, colors merging together and your senses dulling. you could just about make out a hand on your head, stroking you slowly as he continues talking, but his words slur, and your head spins.

"good morning," you're greeted by a voice that sent chills down your spine, and you began frantically trying to hide back under the covers as azul approaches you. was this his room? how did he get you here?

"i'm terribly sorry about how i had to deal with your outburst," he sighs, "but you were just being unreasonable. you agreed to the contract, so it's on you for failing to keep your promises too. don't worry, though. i understand it must have been overwhelming for you. you said...you said you were afraid the arrangement only resulted in making you like me more, didn't you? that's not a bad thing at all. i like you a lot now, too, thanks to the contract. i didn't realize how nice it would be to have someone by my side..."

you turn your head away, feeling hot, angry tears race down your cheeks. azul isn't perturbed in the slightest by the sight.

"i don't want you to think i'm leading you on. if i didn't like you, i would have ended the thing within a week, but we kept it going, didn't we? and we're suited for each other, don't you think? i would have thought you'd be happier about how things turned out, [name]. isn't this what you wanted?"

you felt like a scolded child, but you were enraged by the way he was treating you. you weren't a pet for him to keep locked up. you didn't want to be with him, not anymore. not after you learned about his true nature. you should have known it was a stupid idea from the start, and now it was too late to take it back.

you try to scream, but your mouth feels like it's filled with sand and your voice has shrunk. azul only chuckles at your frustrated expression and comes closer.

he sits down beside you, a hand cradling your cheek, "i'm a little nervous about this," he admits, "i've done my research but i'm still not so sure—though we can always learn together. after all, the best way to improve is by practice..."

you had been too trusting of azul, and it cost you your freedom.

when deuce asked you to fake date him, it was to back up a lie.

the whole situation was quite bizarre. deuce had found himself at the receiving end of jeering classmates, who were oddly enough, picking on his inexperience in dating. however they learned about that was beyond you, but you knew how hard deuce was working to become a model student, so you knew it took great restraint in him to not hit them. but in order to silence the taunting, he instead blurted out a lie about dating you.

deuce was pretty close with you, as the both of you met on the first day of school, but it was still quite unexpected that he'd do such a thing. his request was strange, to say the least, but you couldn't exactly refuse, since he had always been there for you. there were many instances when you had to do something you dreaded and deuce would, without complaint, step up and do the task. whenever someone jeered at you about something or the other, deuce would instantly go to beat them up, throwing caution to the wind. you just wished he didn't do it on your behalf, since you always felt guilty afterward.

all of that lead you to your current predicament.

"you...you're going to have to date me!"

you hadn't been expecting to be greeted like that, and your puzzled expression must have been obvious, as he rushes to explain himself, but after hearing him out you agree anyways, "it's not any trouble for me, but...are you sure about this?"

it was a little weird. very weird, to be honest. but deuce had always been there to help you out, and you didn't want to turn him down. if you refused him, nobody else could help. you couldn't exactly let him go back out there and face the teasing again, worried he might lose his temper. he refused to even tell you who it was that poked fun of him, so there was nothing else you could do. besides, if you were ever in a predicament like this, there was no doubt in your mind that deuce would help without question. it was the least you could do.

honestly, this didn't feel like the best way to proceed, but he insisted that he couldn't face admitting that he lied about dating you to 'everyone, so you swallow your doubts and assure him it would be alright. after more careful discussion, the plan was ready to begin as soon as he wanted it. deuce insisted he walk you back to your dorm, all the way talking about something or the other.

this wasn't exactly anything new between the two of you, but he kept redirecting the conversation back to your new status as a 'couple' and it left you a little concerned.

"now that i think about it...my mom would be over the moon about this. i mean, me, and you? she wouldn't believe it!" you laugh awkwardly in response, but you were confused about why he would need to tell his mom. the two of you could probably end things soon, and the chances of her finding out were pretty slim anyway.

despite your feelings, you keep quiet and watch him walk away, still a little unsure about the whole thing.

today, deuce insisted you sit with him and his friends.

"no offense," ace says, waving deuce aside, "but i can't believe it. what did you even see in him? he's liked you for so long, but i didn't think you felt like that for him too."

it wasn't surprising that his friends thought you two were actually dating, since he insisted that you couldn't let anyone know the truth, so you decided to humor them. but his last words startled you a little. deuce...liked you? you put aside that piece of information and focus on answering his question instead.

"i mean, he's pretty cute and—" you don't miss the way deuce's eyes widen "—he's so considerate and kind. i've known him for a while and...i don't know, it just felt right."

you quickly glance at deuce, who was extremely silent and staring at his food like it was the most intriguing thing at the moment. was he embarrassed that his feelings were revealed?

ace groans out loud, saying something about how lucky deuce was and how unfair it was, but you blocked him out, feeling rather stupid about your earlier words, and bewildered about why he'd ask you to fake date him if he already actually liked you. that sounded like torture, to be honest. you finish your food and leave as quickly as you can, claiming you had some work to finish. surprisingly, deuce stood up after you, rushing to catch up with your fast steps.

"i'm so sorry! i know the whole thing about me liking you came out of nowhere, but i didn't want to make things awkward, that's all!"

"that's alright, but it's still...isn't it weird? i mean, lying to your friends? and i don't know...it feels like i'm leading you on. i never knew you thought of me like that."

deuce looks taken aback by your words, "huh? it's not weird at all! i just had to lie so that they wouldn't accidentally tell anyone else the truth. and don't worry! you're not leading me on or anything. i asked you for this, right?"

"right," you mutter, "but still, you do know that i don't really like you?"

he looks a little hurt by the question and you internally scream at yourself, feeling quite terrible for saying that. why were you treating deuce like he'd do something creepy? it was deuce. he'd never...he wouldn't do anything like that...

"i didn't mean to—"

"no," he laughs awkwardly, "i get it. but seriously, you're only helping me out here! if you're worried that this might make things weird between us, i promise it won't. in fact, i think it's helping us grow closer."

he looked like he meant his words, too, which relieved you a little. you just hoped this whole thing would blow over soon so you didn't hurt him any more than you might have already.

it didn't blow over. instead, it felt like deuce was making it even more of a big deal than it was.

you were rushing down to a classroom that you were told deuce was in after wreaking havoc on a group of students. you watched as some of them limped out, glaring at the room they exited, before entering the now-empty room yourself, closing the door behind you.

"deuce?" you call out, worry seeping into your tone, "are you here?"

you find him seated at a table near the back, looking at his hands with a frown.

"i'm sorry," he finally says, acknowledging your entry, "i—they were talking about you so rudely. i couldn't just sit back and listen to that."

"deuce," you sigh, "i get it, but this...you really hurt them. i don't understand why you feel the need to go so far."

"i thought...as your boyfriend...it was the right thing to do," he whispers, "i just wanted you to see me. see that i can take care of you. don't you want that?"

you're exasperated, tired of repeating the same line over and over again. even you don't feel the weight it should carry anymore, "this relationship is fake."

"but it feels right, doesn't it?"

"sorry?"

"i mean...us. you said it felt right," he exhales, "i've been trying so hard to be perfect for you. i've done everything you wanted, to show you how much i care, so why can't you let me believe this for a little while longer? we've done this for this long, would a few more days matter?" he pleads, "just...let me believe that i had a chance."

"deuce, i really don't want to hurt you."

"i'm the one hurting myself," he sounds painfully heartbroken, "but just give me a few more days. please. i'll leave you alone after that."

some part of you didn't want to trust him, but another part of you felt bad for him. maybe it wouldn't be too bad to go on like this for a few more days, but you didn't want him to delude himself any further than he already had. however, the moment you looked at him, so pitifully waiting for your response, you knew you couldn't deny him.

his face drops as someone knocks on the door, "are you two alright in there?"

deuce glances at you for a moment, and at your hesitant nod, a little smile crawls onto his face, "we're alright."

"yeah," you stare at where his hands held yours, his fingers trembling, echoing his words back, "we're alright."

who would've thought his innocent crush on you would grow so dangerously?

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ghostieyanyan · 11 months

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~Masterlist~

{Last update: May 3, 2024}

This is the type of content i make! Be warned most if not all have yandere theme, if thats not your thing then I’m not for you. Sorry, i hope you have a great day though!

Art/ Comic ❀

Fanfic ✿

Both ✾

~Challenges~

This would be art challenges or writing challenges! Things that i try to push myself to make more content for you!

Twisted wonderland expression meme❀

A8 Jade Leech

E8 Floyd Leech

B3 Riddle Roseheart

C2 Leona Kingscholar

~Heartslabyul~🌹♣️♦️♠️♥️

~Baked goods~ [Yan!Trey x mc] ❀

~Amnesia!mc~ [Yan!Ace x mc x Yan!Deuce] ✾ [Yan!Trey x mc] ✿

~Demon Au~ [All the boys] ❀

~Off with your Head~ [Overblot!Demon!Yan!Riddle x mc]❀

~Mental-Exhausted!mc~ [Yan!Riddle x mc] ✾

~Mc with lover at home/dead~ [Yan!Ace x mc] ✾

~Yandere Regrets~ [Yan!Cater x mc] ✾

~Fox and their love-sick hound~ [Yan!Dog!Trey x Fox!Mc] ❀

~Yandere Valentine in TWST~ [All the boys] ✿

~Demon au headcanons~ [Riddle] ✾

~Savanaclaw~🦁🐺🍩

~Demon Au~ [All the boys]❀

~Mental-Exhausted!mc~ [Yan!Leona x mc]✾

~Yandere Regrets~ [Yan!Ruggie x mc] ✾

~Yandere Valentine in TWST~ [All the boys] ✿

~The Bite~ [Yan!Ruggie x mc] ✾

~Octavinelle~🐙🐬🦈

~Musical!Mc~ [Yan!Jade x mc] [Yan!Azul x mc] [Yan!Floyd x mc] ✾

~Crazy for you~ [Patient!Floyd x Caretaker!mc] ✾

~Under the sea.. with me~ [Yan!Jade x mc] ❀

~Escape attempt with the leech twins~ [Yan!Leech Twins x mc] ❀

~Demon Au~ [All the boys] ❀

~Give us your Madol!~ [Floyd and Jade] ❀

~Mc with lover at home/dead~ [Yan!Floyd x mc] ✾

~Yandere Valentine in TWST~ [All the boys] ✿

~Our Little Red Shrimpy~ [yan!wolf!Floyd x littleredridinghood!mc x yan!wolf!jade] ❀

~Scarabia~☀️🐍

~My Jasmine~ [Overblot!Yan!Jamil x mc] ✾

~”Get rid of him” comic~ [Jamil x mc x Yan!Kalim] ❀

~You’ll support your sunshine, right?~ [Yan!Kalim x mc] ❀

~Musical!mc~ [Yan!Kalim x mc] [Yan!Jamil x mc] ✾

~Demon Au~ [All the boys]❀

~Mental-Exhausted!mc~ [Yan!Jamil x mc] ✾

~Just trying to help~ [Yan!Boss!Kalim x Worker!mc] ✿

~We're home, Master~ [Omega!Jamil x Yan!Alpha!mc x omega!Kalim] ❀

~Otter Kalim~ [Kalim] ❀

~Mc with lover at home/dead~ [Yan!Jamil x mc] ✾

~Yandere Valentine in TWST~ [All the boys] ✿

~Oh no! You're still a good angel~ [Yan!Demon!Jamil x Angel!mc x Yan!???!Kalim] ✾

~Pomefiore~⚜️🏹🍎

~Fox and their love-sick hound~ [Yan!Dog!Rook x Fox!Mc] ❀

~Amnesia!mc~ [Yan!Rook x mc] ✿

~Fox and their love-sick hound~ [Yan!Dog!Rook x Fox!Mc] ✿

~Musical!mc~ [Yan!Vil x fem!mc] [Yan!Rook x mc] [Yan!Epel x fem!mc] ✾

~Celebrity Sandwich, with a hint of rivalry~ [Vil x mc] ❀

~Demon Au~ [All the boys] ❀

~Musical!mc~ [Yan!Vil x m!mc] [Yan!Epel x m!mc] ❀

~Yandere Regrets~ [Yan!Vil x mc] ✾

~Yandere Valentine in TWST~ [All the boys] ✿

~Ignihyde~🎧🦋

~Musical!mc~ [Yan!Idia x mc] ✾

~Demon Au~ [All the boys]❀

~Yandere Valentine in TWST~ [All the boys (no ortho)] ✿

~Diasomnia~🐉🦇⚔️🐊

~Musical!mc~ [Yan!Malleus x mc] ✾

~Amnesia!mc~ [Yan!Lilia x mc] ✿

~Malleus and his new pet~ [Yan!Malleus x Fairy!mc] ❀

~You and I will be one!~ [Yan!Lilia x Fairy!mc] ❀

~Demon Au~ [All the boys] ❀

~Mental-Exhausted!mc~ [Yan!Lilia x mc] ✿

~Mc with lover at home/dead~ [Yan!Malleus x mc] ✾

~Yandere Regrets~ [Yan!Silver x mc] ✾

~Yandere Valentine in TWST~ [All the boys] ✿

~Other Twst characters~

~Celebrity Sandwich, with a hint of rivalry~ [Neige x mc] ❀

~Demon Au~ [Staff] ❀

~Let the fire purify you~ [Yan!Rollo x Pyrophobia!Mc] ✿

~Yandere Valentine in TWST~ [All + Che'nya, Neige, and Rollo] ✿

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lizardaggro · 6 months

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If I was the reader in your bully au, I would've been expose them and dipped off. Like you're telling me after Malleus' overblot, people wouldn't figure out that he was behind it and possibly not trust faes more now than ever. After all, if their own prince was so willing to put the world to sleep, who to say what else faes could do to others?

I wouldn't feel bad about exposing Riddle to his mom or Leona to his people or any of the overblot boys. They deserve it for all the shit they pull. After all, imagine the negative backlash Vil could get for attempting to poison Neige or the fact that Kalim could lose Jamil as his servant and Jamil and Viper family never being trusted around Al-Asim family again. Or SYTX going under/being investigated for kidnapping the overblot boys.

Also consequence for Riddle is that his mom finds out and actually pulls him out of NRC and began homeschooling him and not allowing him out anymore around Trey, Che'nya or anyone because she doesn't see the error in her parenting style and believes that Riddle overblot because of those bad influences.

I'm always here for Yuu not taking anyone's bs anymore and being ready to slander them just as hard and if not more. Let's normalize Yuu/Reader bullying them and hating them forever. Sorry, I had deep thoughts about this, but very little people write about the negative backlash that boys get from their overblots and how they treat Perfect.

thank you so much for being my first ask!! your feelings about this are completely valid; yuu deserves so much better. i've also found it a bit odd that the overblot gang has little to no consequences, but twst is inherently imperfect.

the thing with the bully!au is that reader/yuu doesn't have any leverage other than basically threatening to gossip about people. it can also be very difficult for victims of bullying to suddenly do an about-face and get out of the situation, speaking from experience. as a victim of some pretty bad bullying from online "friends" in middle school, i question my sanity a bit writing this series lol.

my impression of this au is also that it's for people who like some good ol' angst, so the point isn't for reader/yuu to be able to fix their situation easily. i'm not entirely sure where i'm going with this series, but i think i'll start to lean into the yandere more.

again, thanks so much for sending your thoughts in! i'm really glad that you felt it was worthwhile to let me know what you thought about my writing!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst bully au #yandere twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader

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frenchfrywrites · 8 months

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My kinktober list :)

I'm gonna try to do a fic every day, figure if I started writing in August it'll be manageable...... Wish me luck teehee!

Stuffing, Trey

Tickling, Diavolo

Knotting, Leona

Somno, Rook

Piss, Solomon

Scent, Billy Lenz

Hybrid au, Beelzebub

Macro/Micro, Lilia

Mommy kink, Thomas Hewitt

Sickness, Che'nya

Emeto, Lucifer

Marking, Asmo

Pet play, Idia

Hypno, Malleus

Feminization, Vargas

Roleplay, Barbatos

Double penetration, Cater and Cater

Omegaverse, Belphie

Pregnancy, Trein

CBT, Satan

Voyeurism/exhibitionism, Crowley and special guest

Dollification, Brahms

More piss, Mammon

Predator and prey, Jason Voorhees

Oviposition, Leviathan

Monsterfucking, Crewel

Breath play, Simeon

Blood, Vil

Biting, Bubba

Yandere, Vincent Sinclair

Wildcard

#i know last year i let you all decide which characters but.... i think i got all of them in here? right?#plus itd be way too many asks #plus plus... i may have an event coming up.... time will tell #kinktober 2023

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finnzhal · 6 months

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All of my works about TWISTED WONDERLAND are all in here !

Rules are in MASTERLINKS ! for requesting

The ones with no reader's gender specified are gender neutral

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— HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle Rosehearts

Ace Trappola

Deuce Spade

Trey Clover

Cater Diamond

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— SAVANACLAW

Leona Kingscholar

Baby brother

Ruggie Bucchi

Baby brother

Jack Howl

Baby brother

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— OCTAVINELLE

Azul Ashengrotto

Jade Leech

Floyd Leech

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— SCARABIA

Kalim Al-Asim

Tiger!reader

Jamil Viper

Tiger!reader

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— POMEFIORE

Vil Schoenheit

Rook Hunt

Epel Felmier

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— IGNIHYDE

Idia Shroud

Yandere!Idia 1

Yandere!Idia w/ Yandere!user

Ortho Shroud (PLATONIC ONLY)

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— DIASOMNIA

Malleus Draconia

Lilia Vanrouge

Silver

Sebek Zigvolt

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— SCHOOL STAFF

Dire Crowley

Divus Crewel

Mozus Trein

Ashton Vargas

Sam

Grim (ONLY PLATONIC)

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— ROYAL SWORD ACADEMY

Neige LeBlanche

Che'nya

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— OTHERS

Rollo

The puppers BWHAHA

Cheka (PLATONIC ONLY)

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#୨୧FINNZ.WORKS #୨୧FINNZ.NOTES #twisted wonderland x you #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x male!reader #twst imagines #twst heartslabyul #twst savanaclaw #twst octavinelle #twst pomefiore #twst diasomnia #male reader #gn reader #male!reader #ftm reader #female reader

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yanmaresu · 2 years

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If Yandere!Riddle, Trey, and Che'nya teamed up they would be the worst yanderes to deal with because they'd be able to coordinate and work together really well.

Sorry but I have to disagree

I'm just so sure that Che'nya is going to act like a creep whenever he gets the chance to, and it will take a while for Riddle to undestand is better to let him do as he pleases instead of restricting him.

#yandere #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #Trey of course seconds Chenya but he's more subtle

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moonyasnow · 8 days

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Info stuff

Hello! My name is Moonyasnow; call me Moony for short!

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I like writing! :) I wanna write more, but figuring out what to write is usually my Achilles' Heel-- so that's why I'm taking writing requests!

Also I have an Ao3!

Writing stuff!

Writing requests: open! (for now) Only really writing for Twisted Wonderland, as well as my OCs!

No NSFW (Suggestive is ok tho)

No breaking-up style fics. But Angst is very welcome!

Only really canon x reader, romantic or platonic

Lilia and Ortho will always be platonic

I won't currently write for: Silver, Lilia, Che'nya, Rollo or Fellow Honest - I just don't feel like I have a good enough understanding of them to write them yet.

I'll also take opinion/thought requests if anyone would be interested. Like my own thoughts about characters, which ones I identify with, etc. This goes for all my fandoms, even ones I'm not writing for!

ADHD + school means requests might take a little while, so please be patient with me!

A request is always allowed no matter the subject material. Just know I might ignore some I don't feel like I want to/can write!

I WILL LITERALLY DIGITAL KISS YOU IF YOU ASK ANYTHING ABOUT ANY OF MY OCS THEY ARE MY BABIES AND I LOVE THEM TO DEATH

Tags! Just for organization and to find stuff easier:

#Moony Reblog #Moony's OCs #Moony's Writing #Saving for future writing use #👁️👁️hngggg…dragon boy Moony Malleus-posting, reblog or not #whiny little goblin baby funny 'ism' man yandere pyromaniac choir boy my beloved Moony Rollo-posting, reblog or not

My OCs! :)

(please ask about them and their relation to media I like I am on the floor begging OTL)

Irina (she/her - 152cm - #ae6bcf) [Playlist!] Tomoe (she/her - 157cm - #000000) [Playlist!] Junia (she/her - 160cm - #e85483) [Playlist!] Artemisia (she/her - 165cm - #abd1cf) [Playlist!] Veronica (they/she - 167cm - #cfab65) [Playlist!] Victor (he/him - 170cm - #fad489) [Playlist!] Spike (he/him - 210cm - #990909) [Playlist!]

My fandoms + faves:

Twisted Wonderland My faves: Malleus, Rollo, Jamil, Floyd, Leona

Fire Emblem (Three Houses/Fates/Awakening) FE3H: Claude, Dimitri, Dedue Fates: The Nohrian Siblings(particularly Xander), Jakob Awakening: Henry

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure (Parts 1-6-- I am purely an anime watcher and have not read past that) Favorite Part: Vento Aureo (I LOVE ALL THE CHARACTERS. Particularly La Squadra) Some other faves: Mikitaka

Otomes in general: Hakuoki (Okita my beloved) Diabolik Lovers: Haunted Dark Bridal, More Blood (Reiji, Azusa) Cinderella Phenomenon (Fritz) Birushana: Rising Flower of Genpei (Noritsune, Yoritomo) Dandelion: Wishes Brought to You (Jieun) Nameless: The One Thing You Must Recall (Lance) Rose of Segunda (Leopold) Royal Alchemist (Serin) Seven Kingdoms: The Princess Problem (Lyon) Oathbreaker Series (Argandea) Dark Nights (Junoru) Amnesia: Memories (Toma) Our Life: Beginnings & Always, Now & Forever (Derek)

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knoxmares · 7 months

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how filling - che'nya x dom(ish) top amab reader

MINORS DNI

tags: che'nya exhibiting some yandere behavior, stuffing, emeto, mentions of sickness, implied fwb relationship, slightly under-negotiated kink a/n: unofficial sequel to this fic. you don't have to read it to enjoy this one, but there's some details that are carried over

You’re smirking before Che’nya even opens the door, his genuine look of shock being just what you predicted.

“Surprise…”

“Wha-“ his wide yellow eyes blink slowly as if he thought you were a hallucination. You suppose this is your first time visiting him at the Royal Sword Academy, and it gives you satisfaction knowing you’ve caught him off guard for once.

“Gonna invite me in, kitty? You know I’m really not supposed to be here, so there’s no telling what goody two shoes might report me.” You glance down the dorm hallway, which is thankfully still vacant. Unfortunately, you don’t have Che’nya’s disappearing ability, which allows him to be effortlessly sneaky.

“You never need an invitation” he eyes you curiously as he steps back to let you in, wrapping himself tighter in the blanket that’s draped over his shoulders. You swiftly step inside allowing yourself to scan the dimly lit room, which you’ve only seen in pictures and video calls. Considering you are childhood friends, one would think you would have visited him at some point during the three years you’ve been enrolled at separate schools, but he dropped in on you so frequently there was never a need to.

“How are you feeling?” You set down the bag you brought on his desk. You had brought him some food since he had told you he was slowly getting his appetite back.

“A bit better I suppose” he pouts slightly shuffling back over to his bed. “I’m going to start going back to classes tomorrow.”

“Oh really?” You join him on his bed, and you notice his soft look of surprise when you leave no distance between you two. “I hope you’re not pushing yourself to go back too soon. Someone has been bringing you your work, no?” You can’t help but reach out a hand to try to assess his condition yourself. You press the back of your hand to his forehead, and it feels normal, but you press it to his cheek for good measure. He purrs at your actions, holding your hand against his cheek as he nuzzles into it further.

“You’re not worried about getting sick?” Che’nya looks more like himself than ever glancing up at you seductively with a smirk on his face. “Or maybe you just missed me too much.”

“Says the one who’s texted me nonstop telling me how miserable he is and complained that he had no one to take care of him.”

“No one as fun as you at least” he teasingly kisses the back of your hand that he’s still holding against his face.

“You really must be feeling better” you surmise. If he hadn’t sent you pictures of him looking peakish or voice messages of his terribly hoarse voice, you might believe he exaggerated his sickness to get you to come over. Though you were still suspicious of his intentions when he sent you a picture of him in his bed yesterday, dressed in lingerie and claiming to be “sooo bored.” You couldn’t deny part of you hoped that same lingerie was hidden under his blanket now.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t able to come over when you were sicker”

“It’s okay. I didn’t expect you to come at all, but I’m glad you did” he gives you a toothy grin. “And you brought me something” his eyes glance over to the bag you brought, ears twitching with anticipation.

“Don’t get too excited. I just thought you might like a home cooked meal now that you’re eating more. You are keeping your food down now, right?”

“You made me food?” The second part of your sentence gets ignored as the thought of you preparing something for him evidently fills his head. His starry-eyed gaze keeps shifting from you to the bag, so you figure you might as well offer it to him now, which he readily accepts.

“It’s not anything special. You know I’m not much of a cook, so I just made you your favorite stew and also a strawberry tart, but you don’t have to eat it today of course” Your humble words do nothing to dull his excitement, his eager eyes never leaving you as you take out the stew and use your magic to heat it for him.

“Here you go” You try to hand him the bowl, but he gives you a sly look exposing his bare chest as he pulls his arms out of his blanket.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t seem to have any spare hands at the moment” he shrugs his shoulders as he displays his arms that seemingly have no hands attached.

“How curious…” you steal his common phrase giving him a knowing look. “I guess I’ll have to feed it to you then.”

“I guess so…” Che’nya looks at you innocently, but you can imagine the playful flick of his tail being concealed by his blanket.

He happily accepts spoonfuls of stew, letting out occasional hums of pleasure between bites. Before you know it, he’s cleaned out the bowl and is asking for the strawberry tart. You attempt to get him to hold off to ensure the stew settles well in his stomach, but he insists he’s fine, so you get out the tart.

“And you made this?” The hunger in his eyes appears deeper than a desire for food.

“Yeah. Trey had a busy week, so I didn’t want to bother him with it. I followed his recipe though, so I think it turned out well”

“I’m sure it’s delicious” he assures you. “Especially since you were thinking of me while baking it” he doesn’t even try to veil his delight over the thought. He opens his mouth expectantly and you feed him a bite, choosing not to comment on the reappearance of his hands.

“Mmmm,” he licks his lips as if to savor every crumb. You offer him bite after bite which he chomps on happily.

“Okay maybe we should stop here, and that way you’ll have some more for later.”

“No” he whines. “It’s so good. I don’t want to stop.” He looks at you through his lashes pleading with you. “Please, feed me more.” Against your better judgment, you give in to him.

“Ok… but if you push yourself too far, that’s on you” you warn giving him another bite. He lets out an approving nod, humming happily. You can’t deny it does stir something in you seeing him eat your food so earnestly. You believe your own eyes must be filled with hunger when the blanket slips off his body, revealing him to only be wearing boxers. The band sits below his stomach which has a noticeable bulge.

He rubs it lazily as he takes longer breaks between bites. You assume he’s getting full based on his deeper breathing, but he has yet to refuse a bite, his soft smile never leaving his face. While he seems as content as ever you find yourself shifting in your spot, trying to ignore the feeling of your cock straining against your pants.

You came here as a friend you try to remind yourself, but the praise that falls from Che’nya’s lips doesn’t help your situation.

“Mmmm, I missed being able to eat properly, but now you’ve ruined other food for me. How am I supposed to enjoy anything when I know I could have your cooking instead? It feels so good being full of your food, so you have to cook for me more, okay?” He rubs his belly with both hands as if admiring the bulge himself.

“My belly would definitely get bigger if I got to eat your cooking all the time” he giggles to himself. “Wouldn’t you like to see that” He looks at you suggestively, and you can hardly hold yourself back any longer, moving your body so that you’re straddling his lap. He looks at you with amused curiosity, gently bucking up against you when you rub your hands across his stomach just like he was doing moments prior.

“I would actually” you smirk “But for now, how about you eat these last two bites for me”

“If that’s what you want” he whines a bit when you move your hands, but he looks at you with heavy lust as he wraps his lips around the fork you offer him. He pants slightly as he licks his lips, and you can’t help but offer him the last bite straight from your hands.

He doesn’t immediately take your fingers in his mouth, which is how you know he is reaching his limit. He takes a moment, seemingly steeling himself for the last bite, but eventually opens his mouth allowing you to place the last piece of tart inside. He closes his lips around your fingers, making sure to lick the tip of your fingers before he chews the bite in his mouth.

“Look at you, kitty. You actually ate it all” You go back to rubbing his stomach, letting your fingers drift a little higher to tease his nipples.

“Ah,” he lightly gasps. “I know I could fit more” he slightly lifts his hips so he can slowly grind against you.

“I should have known you’d be insatiable, even when you’re still recovering.” You lean back, letting your fingers lightly trace the stain of precum that marks his boxers. He’s all too eager to help you take off his only piece of clothing. He hisses in pleasure when you finally take him in your hand, but he’s quick to insist you rid yourself of your clothes too.

Just as eager to feel his touch, you don’t argue, swiftly getting off him so you can fulfill his request. You lay beside him now, his hands immediately going to stroke you. Your intermingled moans fill the space between you as you get each other off. You take your other hand and rub it against his tip, causing his hips to jerk. His head falls against your shoulder as he lets out a strangled moan, and you continue your movements.

“Please… I’m ready for you…” he manages to pant out. “…wanna be full.”

“I don’t know if you should take me.” You can’t help but still be concerned about his limits.

“But I wan-“ He interrupts his own sentence with a cough, barely managing to cover his mouth. He pauses for a moment, but another harsh cough racks his body, most likely remnants of the sickness he had. He slowly sits up, facing away from you as he sits at the edge of the bed. Even though he stopped coughing, he still sits frozen, hand covering his mouth.

“Che’nya?” you have a feeling you know what’s wrong and those thoughts are soon confirmed when he starts his next coughing fit. Instead of covering his mouth, he instantly reaches for the wastebin by his bed that’s half filled with tissues. He clutches it tightly his cough suddenly turning into retching.

At the sound of him emptying his stomach into the wastebin, you quickly move so that you’re by his side. You soothingly rub his back as he continues to vomit, waiting patiently for him to get it all out.

“Fuck” he rasps out, a trail of saliva still hanging from his bottom lip and tears dotting the corner of his eyes. He wipes his mouth then takes a deep breath as he looks up, closing his eyes. Your hand that’s on his back drifts up to the nape of his neck where you twirl a piece of his hair around your finger.

“This is where you say I told you so” he looks at you from the corner of his eye, managing a small smirk. He doesn’t even wait for you to answer, softly chuckling to himself. “But I would do it again”

“My food was that good, huh?” There’s doubt laced in your words.

“Hmmmhmmm” he hums, his eyes are closed again, and you wonder if he’s feeling another wave of nausea, but he puts the wastebin back on the floor instead. “What can I say? I’ll always want all of you”

“I know” are the words you choose to say after a beat of silence. Instead of further acknowledging his feelings you bring a hand to his stomach, rubbing small and gentle circles across his abdomen.

He lets out a sound that is both a sigh and a moan. You haven’t even touched his nipples and yet he seems to be turned on, his dick twitching. “I think I want you to fill me up even more now” he admits.

“If that’s what you want” you graze your finger over his nipple while planting a kiss on his shoulder. His breathing becomes ragged as you tease his skin between your teeth. You play with his chest for a bit longer before asking him where he keeps his lube.

Che'nya lays on his side, massaging his stomach as he waits for you. Despite his flushed face, his tail still moves with eager anticipation as you settle in your place behind him. He's quieter than usual, only making a soft pleased sound as you push your fingers into him.

“More” he begs, and you oblige, finally lining your cock up with his entrance.

“Let me know if you need me to stop” you remind him before pushing your tip in. You slowly bottom out waiting until he gasps for you to move to continue with your thrusts.

“Fuck…you feel so hot and tight around me, kitty” You snap your hips into him a bit harder. “It feels so good”

“Ah- “ Che’nya grips his bedsheets tighter, and you hear a gurgling sound come from his stomach.

“Don’t stop” he whimpers feeling you hesitate. You place your hand on his stomach and feeling it rumble beneath your touch, you fuck into him with new fervor.

“Aghh” he gasps and leans over off the bed just in time for a thin stream of vomit to make it mostly into the wastebin. With Che’nya’s walls squeezing tightly around you, you reach your climax with a couple more thrusts. He holds your hand that rests on his stomach and whines as he feels you fill him up.

Keeping yourself buried in him, you move your other hand to his cock to help him finish, which only takes a few strokes. You take in his dazed expression and faint smile, feeling an urge to kiss his sweat slicked skin. He whimpers at the feeling of your lips on his neck, his classic Cheshire grin appearing as you trail slow kisses up his jawline.

“Yup,” he sighs blissfully. “I would definitely do it again”

#now that i have this very indulgent fic out of my system i can work on those drabbles #che'nya x reader #cw emetophobia #emeto #cw sickness #stuffing #twst smut #twst x male reader #twst ☆ che'nya !

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