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yandere-kokeshi · 1 year

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Lagati Null headcanons

Warnings: Yandere behavior, smut headcanons near the end; Minors, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DNI!!!!

Authors note: This is my OC!! I’m so excited to show her to you, she’s my baby :D. Feel free to ask about her, enjoy reading!!!

Lagati is an incredibly large and intimidating half-orc (at first glance), walking around with a ‘glare’ and a look that could kill anyone. But, in reality, she’s a huge doofus and a gentle giant; she loves small yet cute animals, baking/or cooking, and doing arts ‘n crafts in her free time.

In the town she lives in, she loves helping out as much as she can and taking over at shops whenever the owners need a rest from the busy week. Plus, she makes excellent apple-pie that she’s willing to share with her folks!

Speaking of cooking, she works as a fruit picker, who bakes pies and sweets whilst working as a wood-carver! She’s also well-knowledged in blacksmithing, sewing, and leather crafting. Lagiti mostly makes saddles for her farm animals and clothes; polishing them to a perfect color.

Mostly, because of her size, she sews her own clothes. Most of the human clothes that are in the shops don’t fit her. She also grows her own food, making the freshest refreshments on a daily basis; plus, her home is also her shop :D

Lagati smells like clothes coming right out of the dryer and apples; in the early mornings, smelling like hay whenever she lays it out for her farm animals.

In her town, she’s often seen as ‘the kindest ‘monster’ on the block�� and ‘your right gal’. Lagati always tries to be nice and caring, smiling no matter the circumstances, and rarely gets upset; always trying to find the good in people and is a hopeless romantic.

Speaking of hopeless romantic’s, Lagati had once been in a relationship that was quite… bad. She was married to a woman whom she thought was the definition of perfection, though she was the quite opposite. The woman would berate Lagati emotionally and verbally, making Lagati feel awful and insecure of herself. At times, she was forced to walk around egg-shells around her ex-fiance, making the whole relationship toxic and unsteady. Glady, after Lagati’s parents saw a dim of their daughter’s health, they spoke about their concerns and that’s what motivated her to get rid of her and end things.

Ever since that incident, she still has big hopes in love and saw that just as a bad experience that everyone has at some point. But, when she had met you by complete accident, she knew you were the one.

You were a new shop keeper moving in, who she had accidently ran into on a rather busy day, making her spill everything in your hands onto the ground and on yourself.

She expected you to be anxiety-riven and rather upset at her, blaming her for dropping your things… but when you apologized for ‘running into her’ and ‘not watching where you were going’, she immediately looked at you like a god in her eyes. Not only were you acting ‘normal’ around her, you decided to offer her a pay back-fee for ruining her shirt (like she could care)… which leaves her with animated heart-eyes and excitement; a type of fluttery in her chest.

Lagati had invited you to her farm, promising to make you an evening dinner and get you a new shirt… which boosted off your friendship with each other.

From there, both of you had decided to continue hanging out; meeting up whilst going for cute but original dates: coffee in the afternoon, help around her home, stargazing, movie nights, picnic’s, visit the museum, and do baking together.

Once she believes the time is right, she expresses her love to you: making your favorite food whilst preparing a dessert you’ll glady enjoy for the night and early morning.

Both of you wake up to hickies, a small club of laughter together, and the fresh feeling of romance in the air; something the both of you can now get used to. For the next few days, her smile is brighter and eyes speak of pure happiness.

From the start, her yandere traits are pretty low, mostly acting on protectiveness, clinginess, and worshiping. She sees you as her beautiful partner, a goddess in disguise, and the most divinest person she’s ever met. Lagati will do anything for you, wanting to please you and get praises from you.

However, she’s not afraid to snap and hurt someone if she needs to. If she sees someone being rude or throwing slurs at you, she’s immediately in their face and threatening them. Lagati wouldn’t kill someone, but if she needs to, she will do so if it comes to that stage. But, she would much rather use her height and intimidation to make sure they’d never approach you again.

As for her half-orc size, she’s pretty strong!! Lagiti has the ability to lift two barrels full of apples and a horse if she wanted to. This also includes her working out, usually waking up at an unholy-god hour and coming back home to make homemade chocolate muffins for the both of you!

Lagati’s hobbies are pretty tame! She loves reading, creating projects (in which she never finishes), working out, and cooking/baking things. She loves to get out of her comfort zone a lot of the time, making things that may or may not be a challenge (she could probably beat Gordan Ramsay if she wanted too)

Even though Lagati has moved away from her hometown, she still has her cockney accent at times. Whenever she says certain words, it comes out and makes it harder for her to continue on.

Speaking of hometown, her family is quite large! She has a bunch of siblings, sitting with 14 brothers and sisters, including herself. Lagati is the oldest and the only orc who decided to move away from her family. Though, she is highly close with her parents and talks to them quite frequently! She would love it if you were able to get close with her parents, plus with her siblings.

The relationship between you two at first is quite slow but romantic. She loves making you things, especially out of wood and clothes that are rather ravishing on you. She tends to spend most of her days cuddling with you, smiling like a goofball and planning to make a delicious dinner for you both.

Farm dates!! She will definitely teach you how to plant, grow, and take out the vegetables and fruits; she would gladly also teach you how to groom and take care of her farm animals if you’re interested in that.

Other than the farm dates, the types of ‘normal’ dates are really cute and comforting. She loves picnics at the park, especially at night, and seeing the aquarium every now and again with you.

Definitely a bookworm!! Lagati is the type of weirdo you know who talks a bit too much and tells you these weird yet interesting facts that literally no one asked for but are quite absorbing to know!

Lagati trusts you completely in the relationship. At times, she will get jealous when she sees you with someone, flirting with you but she knows you’d never ever backstab her or go out of your way to hurt her.

Due to her hobbies, she loves making things and surprising you with them. That desk you always wanted yet it’s too expensive to get? You come home to a polished and detailed carving desk-top that’s absolutely worth a million dollars. Do you need a new bed-frame? She’s absolutely working on a new one, plus, it’s now a king-size bed that’s certainly comfy to lay on.

Acts of service to the top. Lagati always wants affirmation and praise from you; meaning, she always asks if she can do anything to help you in any way. Whether that’s to bring you an extra blanket, get water, or stop at the grocery store to get your favorite soda, she’s willing to do it to see you smile!

This also includes her being very helpful with height differences! You’ll never have to worry about getting that cookie jar and that plate of yours that’s always up top for some reason; plus, she may or may not grab you and throw you over her shoulder when she’s in a teasing mood.

She’s super duper warm 24/7, basically your own personal heater. No matter how cold it is, she stays the same and mostly walks around in the shared home with a thin plaid shirt on. But, she understands that since you’re her tiny human, she will make sure that the shared bed of yours will have the best blankets and the softest pillows.

NSFW — Minors, please do not interact!

Lagati is very touch-starved, she’s always touching you in some way… which mostly leads to makeouts, then fucking each other lovingly.

A subby switch. As much as she loves to please you and fuck you like no other, she prefers being dommed by you; rather drools at the thought of it. Being topped by you really makes her excited, seeing you bring out the toys and bondages makes her feel something.

Oral fixation. Lagati wants to make you feel good, entirely. She will eat you out at least two or three times in a session, making sure you’re well satisfied before continuing on.

Huge whiner when it comes to teasing. Whenever you stop to tease her, she’s begging for you to continue on and to touch her, calling you ‘mommy’, ‘mistress’, or anything that’ll make you continue: “Please! Oh god, I–can’t. Please touch me, hun. Please–! It hurts, oh god– I’ll be good, I promise. Fuck–Just touch me, mommy!”

When you two have sex, she’s either a passionate, slow lover; feeling every ounce with gentle touches with each other. Or, rough fucking into oblivion where your so ovestimulated with every touch she brings.

When she’s top, she’s painfully slow at first. She’s afraid of hurting you, but the more she presses the vibrator against your clit and uses the strap-on dildo, she becomes more erratic with her thrusts and pleasures you till you see white.

Most of the sex-positions are equal, however, she absolutely loves fuck-cuddling. Being able to finger you or using the pink vibrator on you until the morning. The moans and whines coming out of you never fail to make her want more.

Aftercare is really important for her. She never ever finishes sex without helping you clean up, drawing a bath for you, or making sure your well comfortable.

She doesn’t mind pain on her, she can handle being spanked, getting her hair pulled/or yanked, being scratched, and having hickies. But, on you? She loves marking you, trying her best not to leave bruises or scratches but when you take control, she tends to lose her mind and moan like a pornstar.

Hickies galore – she loves marking you on the neck, collarbones, chest, tummy… you name it.

She talks a lot during sex, mostly babbles and whines… but more consent-wise: “Is it okay if I touch here?” – “Look how pretty you are, pumpkin. God, you truly are a masterpiece.” – “Don’t hide away, I wanna see the real you.. Pretty please, baby?”

At times, Lagati spank you or pull your hair when she’s feeling rough or had a bad day. But she will never, ever degrade you or do something that’ll make you uncomfortable (remember, consent is sexy people!!)

Eating you out is part of her hobby. Fingering you brutally, curling them while moving your clit in a circular motion just to hear you whimper and whine uncontrollably, making sure to lick and suck your majestic pussy. At every end of the eating out session, you’ve at least squirted three times.

Will definitely make you lingerie, mostly crotchless ones and bustiers that certainly fit your form. Not only that, if you’re into cosplay, she’ll gladly make you a maid custom, devil-set, cow-girl maid, or baby-doll set; whatever you want, darlin’.

The type of woman to affectionately cup your sex and breasts randomly or after intercourse. Whether that’s nakedly cuddling after a vanilla session or just watching TV, she’ll just tig her hand into your pants while reading or lift up your shirt to squeeze them.

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yandere-writer-momo · 17 days

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Yandere Short Stories:

Knight in Shining Armor

Yandere Monster Knight x Princess Reader

TW: delusional Yandere, Yandere behavior, kidnapping (mentioned), etc.

Ajax had always been princess (your name)’s confidant and source of solace… so why did he have her cornered on the bed of the inn? His large, muscular frame towered over her as his body trembled.

“I can’t do it… I can’t let you marry some other man.” Ajax whispered, his metal mask hiding his expression. There was no doubt in (your name)’s mind that he was shaken up about something. She had no clue why he’d be so upset about her getting married…

“Ajax, it was bound to happen eventually. It’s my duty as the kingdom’s princess-“ (your name) gasped when he closed the distance between them. Ajax’s large palms pulled her into a tight hug. The force of the hug caused them both to land on the small bed with a soft plop.

“Ajax-“ Ajax placed a finger on (your name)’s lips to pause her words.

“I won’t allow it… I won’t allow some other man to sully you.” Ajax’s deep voice made her body anxiously shake. “Not when I’ve wanted you for so many years…”

“Ajax-“ (your name)’s eyes widened when he finally removed the mask that’s concealed his face for over a decade. Ajax was half orc? (Your name) hadn’t a clue and she had been with him for so many years…

“I’m half monster, I thought you knew.” Ajax chuckled as his crimson eyes flitted over (Your name)’s frozen form. She was now a helpless lamb trapped in the maw of the wolf. “It’s why the other knights have been so cruel to me… why the maids avoid me like the plague and your father wanted to send me to war.”

(Your name)’s eyes can only take on his scarred and burned face in shock. Why was half the skin on his mouth missing and his tusks filed down? Who had hurt him so much that he didn’t confide in her, his best friend? What atrocities had he faced while she remained none the wiser?

(Your name) were shocked when he bent down to show you his teeth. His tusks were clumsily filed down to almost look like teeth but they were still rather sharp. “I did the tusk work, but they grow back rather quickly. The skin on my face is still healing from when there was an assassination attempt on you from your future husband’s concubines. Bastard was going to pour acid on your face.”

(Your name) reached up to trace the scars on his face while Ajax gave her a soft smile. “Ajax…”

“You’re the only one who’s never treated me like a monster… you’re so wonderful and kind.” Ajax moved his large, gloved hands to hold her hands. “That old king doesn’t deserve you. No one does!”

(Your name) blushed when Ajax brought her hands up to his lips to press tender kisses over each of her knuckles. Despite how badly Ajax wished to ravish her, he must keep his composure.

“You took this amount of damage for me?” (Your name)’s voice was barely above a whisper, yet it made Ajax melt into a puddle.

“Of course I did. I will do anything for you.” Ajax moved himself to crouch on the corner of the bed, his head in a slight bow. Yet (your name) could feel the burning obsessed behind his crimson gaze. “I am in love with you. Madly, deeply, entirely devoted to you and only you.”

Ajax grasped (your name)’s bare foot and brought it up to his mouth to press tender kisses across the top of it. “I will love you until my skin rots off my body and I am nothing but bones. Yet even death could not separate me from you for I will be in every corner of your life like a permanent shadow of protection. I will protect you with my entire being and soul. I will haunt and dismember your enemies if you so much as give them a glance of distaste.”

(Your name) felt her blood run cold when Jax gave her a bright grin that reopened a few of the stitches across his cheeks. The blood dripped down his face and onto her foot, but he merely lapped it up with his longer tongue. “Now tell me… is what I feel not love? I may not be a handsome prince but I swear I’m your knight in shining armor.”

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yanderenightmare · 5 months

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TW: NSFW, yandere, monster au, orc x elf!reader, huge size difference

fem reader

Orc Master – who makes his pretty collared elf-pet lick and kiss his heavy balls because his cock won’t fit in her mouth…

They’re the size of grapefruits – bigger than your tits, nearly bigger than your head, and you can only suck a small spot at a time – smacking off the warm weights with a lewd pop before suckling another place just shy of it.

He strokes his cock above you – pearls of pre, more like marbles, trickle down the spine of it before dripping onto your face and chest.

His other hand cradles the entirety of your skull, holding a fat thumb on your brow – angling your head to look past the thick structure shadowing you up into his hooded eyes filled with carnal heat, leering at your pretty face smothered in his sack, begging for what’s kept inside them, warm and ready to flood your guts and breed you full.

His brawny legs are taller than you as you kneel between them – feeling like a beggar praying to a god. His foot, larger than your leg – and his big toe, the size of your fist. Making the whole ground shake when he stomps it down next to you – wordlessly encouraging you to be more eager.

He's always glossy with old and new sweat – layered thickly and sticky on his tough skin, along with red and brown flecks of blood and mud – highlighting every fat muscle as though carved in metal. Broad shoulders swole with brute strength – even his neck is buff with it, thicker than your thighs – looking proud and toppling as he looms above you.

His words are few but weighty, grunting out, “Tongue.” Appeased when you listen and stick the pink thing inside his dickhole. Endearment in his voice, purring out “good bitch…” and softly calling you his “tiny elf-whore,” while petting your hair – steering your little head up and down his tall shaft, letting your mouth catch all the spilled mess frothing from his leaky tip.

The muscles in his thighs flex while you suck along his thick veins, pulsing where they fork along the tall tower. You have to gulp when you think about how massive it is – you can’t even reach around it when using both your hands – and you have no sound understanding of how it even fits inside you at all.

When he sucks your tits, he’ll take half of them inside his warm mouth – nomming on them while he stretches your hole with one finger after the other.

His digits are the size of a male elf’s manhood – you can’t reach fully around one with your hand – and he’s got three of them pumping your tiny elven cunt – prepping you for his much meatier orc-cock.

You’re held easily on his lap, seated sideways and pretty. His drool runs down your chest and belly, and you’re soaked in your own sweat after cumming for the umpteenth time. Still, you squirm when he finally dabs your puffy cunt with the sturdy meat. When it stands between your thighs, the plush cockhead reaches high enough to get cozy between your breasts, and you can already feel it punching your ribs and rearranging your organs.

You always break, trying to fling yourself off and run away despite the collar sitting around your throat with a chain trail leading to the bed.

You’re never able to get out of his grip anyway. He pulls your hair back, making your head hang backward, chest arched up – it’s an awful position, leaving you no option but to thrash – unable to see what’s going on or how to prepare for it.

He picks up your thigh and holds you up in the air by it alone, using you like a ragdoll as he spreads you wide. Huffing out impatient grunts at the numerous failed attempts of pressing his raging cock-head inside you, always slipping through your slit and rubbing off on your clit. He grows angry rather quickly, growling until your hole finally gets sloppy enough to allow the very tip to find footing – just enough to let him knead the entire bulb inside you and slowly sink inch after fat inch all the way up until you choke on it.

Stuffed so fair-tight with a big bulge in your poor belly. You squeeze on it with a cry – your whole body reacting to it, contorting while it settles deep within you. Knees lifting and bending with thighs winding shut, curled toes, and fingers making tight fists.

He’s kind enough to let you roost on it for a bit before moving.

Standing up, he lays your back against the plush bed, still warm from where he’d just been sitting – and wraps a hand around both your ankles, holding them up – placing the other on the dome of your ass, hooking a thumb over your hipbone.

Most of you is still in the air – making so much blood pool in your head. Going dizzy and breathless once he sets the pace, dragging himself out of your tight walls – beyond content feeling your tight cunt squeeze on him as though begging him to stay inside.

You make the cutest sounds – makes his balls clamp up as they swing and softly clap against your back while he slowly lolls his entire length back inside your warmth.

Once your hole surrenders more to his size, he’ll lay your legs to rest against his chest and mirror the placement of his other hand – both now grabbing each of your buttcheeks – starting to fuck your womb tightly.

He loves elven pussy – especially yours – so sweet and juicy, cumming on him every few minutes – milking him for his cream.

You get a fever once he finally cums – pumping it all inside you, unloading for a full minute or two, leaving you gasping and panting with broken moans cut with cries – feeling it seep out around the edges of where he has you stuffed, running down your ass and spine, dribbling down his balls and hitting the floor in fat drops that give a sounding thud.

He waits until his cock is sluggish before sloshing out.

Everything is a sticky mess, but he cares little for cleaning up – staggering over the bed and immediately falling into a snoring sleep with you tucked under his heavy arm.

After all, he has to make sure everyone knows who you belong to – not only by keeping you collared with his crest but by making sure you smell ripely so – scented from head to toe with his jizz and urine.

BNHA – Enji, Bakugou, Kirishima, Deku, Muscular, Gigantomachia

JJK – Toji, Sukuna, Nanami, Kenjaku

AOT – Erwin, Reiner, Zeke

HxH – Uvogin

#nightmare rambles #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere smut #yancore

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flowersandbigteeth · 1 year

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🌶️ Spicy🌶️ Masterpost

These are all NSFW fics that are either going or finished 😈

Request Info: Please read before making a request

Key:

☣️ Dark: May contain dark themes readers may find disturbing including noncon, dubcon or violence

💝 Cozy: Gentler fics. There may be violence or yandere themes but it is light, or soft yandere

I did my best to categorize these but everything is relative. Please read the trigger warnings carefully before reading

☣️ Tentacle Monster- Chase: nsfw -- x f reader

Part One, Part Two , Part Three, Part Four, Part Five

☣️ Shadowbeast- Rafe: nsfw -- x f reader

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven

Headcanon

☣️ Wind God- Torin: nsfw -- x f reader

Part One, Part Two Part Three Part Four

☣️ Warlock- Landis: nsfw

Oneshot - this is part of a novel that I probably wont post to tumblr

☣️ Knights - Xavier, Dustin, Eli, and Marco: nsfw -- x maid f reader

Oneshot

☣️ Wolf- Ruston: nsfw -- x f reader

Oneshot, Part Two, Headcanon

☣️ Hesian Alien- Nasos : nsfw-- x f reader

Part One, Part Two, Part Three

☣️ Hesian Alien Rancher- Kostas: nsfw -- x f reader

Request, Headcanon, Request (SFW) Request

☣️ Gargoyle Book Shop Owner- Heath: nsfw -- x f reader

Oneshot, Headcanon, Part Two

💝Vampire Triplets- Church, Sin, and Angel: nsfw -- x f succubus reader

Request

☣️Catman Alien Twins- Qhen and Ceth: nsfw -- x f reader

Part One, Headcanon, Headcanon

💝Minotaur Demigod- Solomon : nsfw -- x water nymph reader

Request

💝Werebear- Hugo: nsfw -- x childhood friend f reader

Oneshot, Headcanon, Part Two, Request, Part Three

☣️ Alpha Gangster- Jude: nsfw -- x f omega reader

Oneshot

☣️ Shapeshifter- Shane: future nsfw -- x f reader

Part One

💝Night Elf- Victor: nsfw -- x f reader

Request

☣️Kelpie- Vylkas: nsfw -- x f reader

Request, Request (SFW)

☣️ Vampire- Marius: semi-nsfw -- x f reader

Oneshot

💝Shadow King- Zintius: nsfw and sfw -- x f reader

Request (SFW), Part Two (NSFW)

💝Kherae Alien- Idreod: sfw & nsfw -- x reader with glasses

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four (NSFW), Part Five (NSFW), Part six, Part Seven, Part eight

First Person POV available on smashwords

💝Maeder- Rohan: nsfw -- x musician reader

Request

💝Kherae King- Argan: nsfw -- x musician reader

Oneshot

💝Dragon Knight- Severin: nsfw -- x princess reader

Oneshot, Part Two

☣️ Sarantopodarousacentaur (Half man/Half centipede) - Mitas: nsfw -- x f reader

Oneshot

☣️ Drider: Ruvain: nsfw -- x f reader

Oneshot

☣️ Changeling: Clark: NSFW -- x flower nymph reader

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine

💝Orc- Moth: NSFW -- x f reader

Oneshot

💝Orc King- Golmad: NSFW -- x f reader with speech disability

Request Oneshot

💝Mothman- Roth: NSFW -- x f reader

Oneshot

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#smut #monster smut #yandere smut #yandere male #monster x girl #monster x reader #yandere x reader #x reader #teratophillia #terato #terato tag #terato fic #exophilia #exophelia

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thechaoticdruid · 5 months

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[The Spawn Vs The Ascendant] (2)

Astarion(s) x Tav

Plot: Tav has been kidnapped by The Vampire Ascendant. The Spawn rushes back to regroup with the rest of their band of weirdos in order to plan a rescue!

Content Warning: 18+, Ascended Astarion, sexual content, toxic relationships, violence, blood, physical abuse, death, AA is a bit of a yandere, but I mean you probably already knew that, characters may be ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes are possible, threats of harm, 2 Tavs, Male and female.

Part 1: Right here

Part 2: We're here

Part 3: This waaay!

[Savegame 2: About a month after the defeat of the Elderbrain.]

Tav walked into the brothel, hugging himself with his arms as his ruby colored eyes flicked back and forth around the room nervously. The robe he wore while indeed quite useful revealed far too much of his thighs for the young man’s liking.

“Something troubling you, little love?” His partner smiled, looping his arm around the shorter male’s waist.

“I’m fine…I just….feel a bit exposed…” Tav shivered a bit. Though it was his own idea to put on this accursed robe to delight his partner for their night out he was now realizing he maybe had been in over his head.

“Don’t you worry, my treasure. If anyone lays a hand on you without my permission I'll rip out their throat.” Astarion tugged the spawn against his form before planting a slightly aggressive kiss upon Tav’s cheek. Tav gave a small smile and leaned into Astarion's embrace before the two of them headed upstairs.

“Well aren't you a beautiful little lady.~” A tall and slightly drunk sounding half-orc stumbled across the room as he looked Tav over with a lustful gaze.

“LADY!?” All of Tav's bashfulness faded away as his expression turned to anger. His fangs were bared and his fists were clenched. “I'm a boy- er..man! I'm a man!” Tav huffed out with a wolf-like growl.

The half-orc blinked a bit, looking Tav over. Tav's androgynous looking appearance was confusing the brothel goer. His soft facial features and long eyelashes did make him look rather feminine. That along with his short stature and current attire definitely did not help.

“But you're so pretty," the half-orc said, his words slurring as he took a step closer towards the short vampire spawn. "You look like a woman to me.”

Astarion watched as his little spawn shook with rage.

“Oh dear.” He sighed, looking down at his nails for a moment as his pet proceeded to stomp towards the much larger male. Astarion's little love did have quite the vicious temper at times.

He raised one clawed finger after another counting.

One. Two. Three.

The sound of a scuffle could be heard, followed by crashing and wolf growls all the while the vampire lord started looking over his nails. A slightly off key hum leaving his lips as a few screams from the half-orc were heard.

After a few moments there was a thudd before Tav walked back over towards his lover.

“Sorry, I may have got a little distracted.” Tav rubbed the back of his head. An unconscious and severely bruised body laid behind him.

“I'm a little disappointed you left him alive, but I am eager to get on with tonight's main event so let's not waste anymore time.” Astarion held out his hand allowing his lover to take it before the two of them continued up another set of stairs. Tav's little scene had caused a few heads to turn though no one dared to get involved.

They entered a dark room on the top floor. The sweet scent of lavender hit Tav's senses as he and Astarion entered the room.

“Back again already?” A seductive voice rang out.

A female drow stepped out and wrapped her arms around Tav just as a second male drow moved in and did the same to Astarion. “Did you miss us that badly?” The male purred. Tav's shivered a bit before he looked down at his feet.

“How could we not? The service last time was….mouthwatering.~” Astarion turned to face the drow behind him, “wasn't it my treasure?”

“Ah….y-yes….it was really nice..” Tav stuttered, if he could still blush his face would be on fire right now. He bit his lip, his left fang drawing blood.

“Perhaps we should continue on from last time then?” The female drow said, lips dangerously close to Tav's ear.

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Nearly thirty minutes had passed. Lustful cries and groans echoed throughout the room. Once everyone was spent, Tav found himself snuggled up in his master's lap, his head pressed against his chest as he listened to Astarion's heartbeat.

It was strange to think that not too long ago these roles had been reversed. The sound was comforting even if the person it came from became less and less so these days.

“Pet.” Astarion spoke quietly as he noticed the two courtesans had drifted off into a slumber.

“Yes?” Tav glanced upwards.

“You haven't fed in three days.”

“I'm not hungry…” Tav lied, he could feel the gaping maw deep inside him crying out as they spoke, but he did his damndest to ignore it. He'd only ever really allowed himself to feed from Astarion since his turning, which did not happen often. ‘Too much may drive you mad.’

His master would say. Perhaps that was possible, but he knew it was more likely that Astarion didn't want to risk giving him his freedom back.

“What have I said about lying to me?” Astarion gripped his spawn’s face, pinching Tav's cheeks between two fingers and making him return his gaze.

“I'm sorry.” Tav replied.

Astarion thought for a moment before glancing over at the sleeping bodies besides. Tav's eyes widened in surprise. “No, Astarion, please don't make me-”

“Feed,” was all his master said, glowing red eyes bore into his soul before his body began to react on its own. He moved over to the male drow slowly, his teeth grit together and deep inside feelings of utter disgust and pure delight waged war against one another. Shakily Tav placed a clawed hand over the male and turned him so that his neck was exposed. His eyes grew wide at the sight of the grey skinned male’s jugular, his tongue instinctively flicked over his fangs.

Finally he bit down, sinking his fangs into the mortal’s flesh. Warm blood dripped onto his tongue, sending a feeling of euphoria coursing through his body. Tav moaned barely even noticing his master petting his head before Astarion sank his own fangs into the female drow, not wasting a second to begin feasting upon her life force. It only took a few moments before both courtesans were sucked dry. Tav breathed out heavily, blood dripped down his chin, his hands shook as he looked down at the lifeless body in front of him. They didn't need to die. They had never done anything wrong to him. This was sickening.

“That's a good boy.” Astarion's voice rang out, breaking Tav from his trance. “Now come here.~”

The Vampire Lord pulled his spawn back into his lap, possessively draping his arms around him before locking their lips. Tav hesitantly returns the kiss allowing his master's tongue inside to claim and dominate his mouth. “Mmm…” Tav moaned, feeling Astarion pull him flush against his bare body, leaving no space between them as blood and saliva mixed. The spawn wrapped his arms around his master's neck feeling Astarion's nails dig into his back slightly. The vampire lord pulled back a bit, taking in a breath of air before forcing his tongue back into Tav's mouth, his hands gripping his ass as he began to grind against him.

Feelings of guilt and shame were forgotten for now as Tav allowed himself to become lost in his master.

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[Savegame 1: Act 3, lower city.]

The silver haired vampire spawn jerked out of the way as his companion’s undead counterpart lunged at him quickly with her spear. Halsin dropped to all fours, quickly wild-shaping into a bear with glowing red eyes.

“Shit.” The high elf cursed. His arm was still bleeding badly so using his bow likely wouldn't do him any favors. He needed to get away and find his companions. Quickly he reached into his pack and tossed out a vial of acid onto the ground in front of the spawn versions of his friends before he turned and made a dash for it.

He needed to get back to the others, have Shadowheart heal his arm and then force Gale to come up with a plan on how to rescue Tav. Astarion didn't want to think about what his counterpart might do to her. It still made him sick thinking about what that other version of himself had become. Treating Tav like she was just some object he could take! And what had happened to the others. Turning them into tools to be used it all hit far too close to home for him. It reminded him too much of Cazador…

Astarion wasn't really sure when he stepped through the Elfsong’s doors, or if he had been able to successfully shake off the other spawn.

Everything had just kind of faded away for a while, leaving only his fears of what could possibly happen to Tav. He knew she was strong, but this was different. She'd be up against a foe with the power of seven thousand souls, all on her own.

“Astarion? Hells, what happened to you!?” Wyll’s voice brought him back to reality as he stumbled into the room where the others had been. Most of them were relaxing or fast asleep.

The blood from his wound dripped down onto the floor, building into a small puddle at his feet.

“Tav's gone!” Was all he needed to say to get everyone’s attention. Shadowheart swiftly healed his wound as Astarion began to catch everyone up on the current situation. He attempted to explain what had transpired to the best of his abilities, making sure not to leave out any important details.

“So you're saying Tav has been kidnapped by an another version of yourself from an alternate reality, who apparently went through the rite of profane ascension. Fascinating, but if what you say is true he must have immeasurable power. The ability to traverse time and space itself is no small feat.” Gale exclaimed, his face full of intrigue. “This is truly astonishing.”

Astarion glared at him slightly, a little annoyed the wizard seemed more concerned with how his counterpart got here than the fact that he fucking kidnapped Tav!

“Need I remind you that our leader has been taken!?” The vampire growled.

“How am I not surprised there's an evil version of you who turned us all into slaves.” Shadowheart sighed and crossed her arms.

“I think you mean eviler version.” Gale added.

“Arghh! Why are we sitting around talking!? We need to get out of here and go save Tav, damnit!!” Karlach shouted.

“Patience Karlach. We need to think of a plan first.” Wyll stepped in as he noticed the Tiefling was starting to heat up, steam coming off her body.

“If I remember my studies, true vampires can become alarmingly possessive of their paramours. He’ll likely be prepared to slaughter us all in order to keep Tav. That being said, it's also very likely he won't harm her.” Gale said, glancing over at Astarion who bore a very grim expression.

“You don't know that.” The silver haired elf replied with a fearful look in his eyes. An intense worry was practically eating him alive from the inside. It's like fear was gnawing and tearing at his innards.

“We will get her back, Astarion. I promise you.” Karlach said in an attempt to comfort him.

“Worry not my fanged friend. If we're lucky Tav will likely have rescued herself by the time we find her. She's very resourceful.” Wyll said, placing his hand on the elf's shoulder.

“Yes, our Tav does have a way of giving arrogant foes a run for their money. Still it would be best that we're there to back her up and to do that we need to find her.” Gale thought for a moment before looking back at the vampire spawn.

“Astarion, it's your counterpart we'll be looking for. Think carefully, where would you have taken Tav?”

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[Savegame 1: Act 3, Crimson Palace]

The Vampire Ascendant looked down at the human female as she twiddled her finger and stared at her hands. He was looking at her with what she could assume was admiration? Lust? Hunger? Hard to tell honestly. This ‘living vampire’ somehow seemed even less alive than her undead partner.

“So uh…. What the hells is up with the collar? This some kind of kink?” Tav asked, tugging on the neck piece around her throat.

“How naughty,” Astarion chuckled. “No, my dear, this is simply a precaution. To keep you from hurting yourself.” A far too perfect smile spread across the Ascendant's face as he reached out to caress Tav's cheek with a clawed finger. She shivered though she wasn't sure if it was in disgust or not.

“More like keep me from hurting you…” Tav growled under her breath.

“Careful love,” Astarion gripped her chin and made her look up at him,”while I may adore you, I certainly have no qualms with punishing my precious pet.” Tav opened her mouth for a moment before soon closing it. He had this look in his eyes that frightened her. With this damn silencing collar she had barely any way of defending herself. So for now she had to be careful.

Satisfied with her submission the vampire lord placed a rough kiss on her forehead.

“Good girl.You'll come to love your place at my side in time, I'm sure.” Astarion ruffled her hair, petting her head as if she were a dog.

“Are you going to make me a spawn then?” Tav asked, glaring up at his hand as she contemplated biting off his fingers.

“In time…We are going to do things a little differently than before. For now I still have a few obstacles to handle. Disposing of any rivals and taking care of that pesky brain.” Astarion said, continuing to pet her head.

“Wait a minute. You're not going to take me back to your own timeline?” Tav asked in confusion. Astarion’s hand retreated from her hair, his face hardened a bit.

“There's nothing else left for us there now. Trust me.” He turned away before suddenly looking up and noticing a figure walk inside. Tav’s eyes quickly scanned the person recognizing them as her wizard companion Gale, but like Lae'zel his eyes were a bright glowing red.

Gods. Has he turned all of them?

Tav thought to herself, clenching her fists. It was hard to believe in another time, another life he'd done this. Enslaving the very people who helped him achieve his freedom. She wondered exactly what happened to her own counterpart. From how Astarion spoke about him it was quite clear to her that he was no longer alive. Possibly killed judging from how the vampire lord had mentioned that he was taken from him.

“My lord, Halsin and Shadowheart have returned. The sunrise drove them back to the palace.” Gale announced, quickly walking over and kneeling before the Ascendant.

“And what about my spawn self?”

“He escaped.” As Gale said that, a heavy weight left Tav’s chest. Her lover was alive at least. He'd likely have gone back to the others to plan a rescue. Hopefully they'd be able to find her location.

“Send them in here.” Astarion said coldly.

The room went silent as the wizard walked out. Tav glancing back and forth, her mind telling to run, sprint out of here and grab anything she could use as a weapon, but she knew either Astarion or Lae'zel would corner her in an instant and without her magic, without her blades, without her beastly form she was no match for them. She was helpless and absolutely despised it. Falling into the role of a captured damsel in distress made her blood boil.

The large doors to the ballroom swung open, Halsin and Shadowheart slowly walked, looking a little singed from the morning sun.

“Why the hells did you let him escape!?”

Both of them knelt down before him.

“Forgive us. We underestimated him, master.” Shadowheart said.

“You were supposed to finish him off then and there! Now he's likely to bring the others with him.”

“Let us wait it out until sunset. If you send the four of us next time we can dispatch all of them.”

“They could very well be here before then, you idiot!” Astarion took hold of Shadowheart’s throat, lifting his spawn off the ground and tightening his hand around her neck. Tav's face went pale, a look of utter shock and horror was in her eyes. The fact that this wasn't the same Shadowheart she'd been traveling with didn't even register. All she knew at this moment was that her friend was being choked to death.

“Shadowheart!”She shouted.

“Master please!” Halsin begged.

“Honestly I should just throw you both back outside to burn in the sun, but perhaps spending a few weeks impaled may be better motivation not to fail me next time.” Astarion spoke through gritted teeth, his claws now digging into the half-elf’s flesh, drawing blood.

“Astarion stop!” Tav suddenly ran over and grabbed his arm. The vampire lord almost immediately snapped his head around to look at her, brows furrowed and fangs bared. He looked absolutely feral, like he was ready to bite her head off. Literally. But before he had the chance to snarl out a response Tav dropped to her knees, clutching his shirt as she began to beg.

“Please. Don't hurt them. Please! I'll….I'll do whatever you want….” Tears slowly formed in the corners of her eyes as she stared up at him.

Slowly his eyes softened as he looked back at her. He released the cleric, dropping her to the ground. Shadowheart fell to her knees, hands immediately moving up to sooth her bruised and bleeding throat as she began coughing up a little blood.

Astarion sighed, “looks like I'll have to call some wolves to make up for your failure. In the meantime… Gale! Make sure all the entrances are magically barred. I don't want anyone interrupting me and my pet! We have some catching up to do.” Tav then felt herself be pulled up off the ground, immediately being wrapped up in the Ascendant's embrace.

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He was rather unpredictable, this Vampire Ascendant. Tav felt as if she was walking on eggshells while she was within his presence.

However on the brightside he seemed carelessly arrogant. He'd summoned some wolves to patrol and guard his palace instead of simply going after the threat himself. Maybe deep down he didn't think he'd be able to defeat them alone? Or maybe he saw them as not worth his time? He’d most likely claim the job was beneath him anyway. Regardless, Tav's escape was still a priority. She needed to find some way to get this collar or arm herself with a weapon.

Tav sat beside him on a fine silk sofa. The study was warmed cozily by the flames of a fireplace. There were no windows, but plenty of candles were set to keep the room illuminated. Astarion’s arm was draped around her as his eyes trailed over her face. She couldn't help but squirm and recoil from his touch. This was not her lover, no matter how much he looked, sounded or even behaved like him at times.

“You don't need to be afraid of me, my treasure. I only want to keep you safe.” His tone was soft, gentle even, but Tav knew better. Most of what left his mouth had to be complete and utter horseshit!

Oh so that's why you kidnapped me, threatened me, and left me completely powerless? Yes! That makes soooo much sense!

Abigail walked into the room, carrying a large tray in her arms. She set it down on a table in front of them before slowly stepping away and exiting.

“Here, I made sure to get your favorite.” Astarion ran a hand over her shoulder affectionately as Tav looked over noticing a large bottle of port and and plate of fine cheeses.

Damnit. He knows my weakness.

Tav stared down at the tray, biting down on her lip as her mouth watered a bit. Tav grabbed hold of a piece of cheese and slowly nibbled away on it before downing it with some of the port.

Her eyes were still shooting daggers at the vampire. She then sighed before calming down a little.

“What do you plan on doing with me after all this is over, my lord?” She said, taking another swing of port.

“Hmm…While I do think that you would make a beautiful little spawn I intend to savor this…Warm body for a while yet.” He purred, running a hand over her thigh. Tav shivered, then something caught her eye. On an end table beside the sofa laid a peculiar looking comb. It appeared to be wooden with a rather sharp pointy end. An idea began to form in her mind, but she needed to be careful and wait for the right moment.

“Why wait on turning me? You have me right here…Right where you want me after all.” Tav took another drink. Perhaps if he were to believe she were a bit more careless due to drink this could work.

“Lets just say I have my reasons and leave it at that dear.” He said before taking the bottle from her hand and drinking some himself. Tav swung a leg over his lap, trying to appear a bit more relaxed. “You're still going to become my consort however, once we destroy the brain everything will be as it was. We'll be together for good this time. Forever.” Astarion smiled softly before placing a hand on Tav's cheek staring into her eyes longingly.

Star…..Please forgive me….

Tav leaned in slowly, placing her hands on his chest before closing the gap between him, planting a sweet kiss on his lips. His arms almost immediately wrapped around her caressing her form as his tongue snuck it's way into her mouth.

Tav fell back against the couch, allowing him to pin her down. His knee parted her legs as he slowly began to grind himself into her.

Tav pulled back a bit for air, immediately seeing the dazed look in his eyes.

“It's been far too long since I've tasted you.” He panted, a lustful grin on his face. Tav tilted her head baring her neck before him. Astarion didn't even hesitate before biting down into it.

“A-Ah….” Tav gasped, fingers clawing at his clothes as she felt the pain of his bite. She waited till he began to suckle on her neck, allowing him to be intoxicated by her blood before she made her move. Her hand quickly reached out for the wooden comb....

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Note from ChaoticDruid: PART TWO LETS GO!!!

Because part one did so well I decided to continue it. As of right now I can only see this going to maybe five parts max. Also sorry for the cliff hanger but I thought it would be a good spot to end on. I'm totally surprised some of y'all were actually feeling bad for AA last chapter, but I guess somehow I made him actually sympathetic.

I plan to dive more into AA and M!Tav’s past in the next chapter and also give a little insight to my original character Abigail.

Oh and in case anyone was wondering Savegame 2 Wyll and Karlach are not Vampire Spawns. They left to go to Hells and avoided it all together. Karlach canonly cannot be turned into a vampire so yeah….

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mayullla · 1 year

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Quest: Find a lost boy who ran away from home to the forest.

Character(s): Orc (Oc / Original work) Summary: You headed to the forest in search of the boy and happened to find an orc camp and somewhere on the side saw the boy in the hands of a tall orc. Tags/warnings: Yandere!monster (male monster), fem!reader, kidnapped/trapped, violence (both to the reader and outside), constant fear of being eaten, running away, being treated like a pet Note: Just to make sure while I was writing this I wasn't thinking the dnd style kind of thing but more so the generic common monsters that you find in games that you must kill RPG. (.... just that the orc is very tall and buff...)

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Find a boy who ran away from home. The boy had gotten into a fight with his father because he didn't want to help out with work preferring to go out and spend time with his friends. The boy had run away in the morning but didn't come back home even after the sun started to set. His parents were worried and looked everywhere in the village but no sight of the boy.

They found out that someone had seen the boy running to the forest alone. They were in terrified when they heard it and the father wanted to walk straight into the woods and search for his son but was stopped by his friends who tried to calm him down. The man was nothing more than a farmer and it would be dangerous for him to go into the forest like this when there was many monsters lurking within the woods. It was preferable that someone who had the skills to handle it.

That is probably where you come in when you took the quest. Their pay wasn't really luxurious which was understandable for a farmer's family you thought that there could be a chance that their friends also chipped in a bit of money to help out in paying the fee.

But what you found in the search was something different and more severe for it could cost the lives of the whole village.

Ho... you looked at the camp made out of goblins and orcs. This was too dangerous for you to handle alone you thought to yourself as you looked at the armed orcs and the laughing goblins carrying rusty swords.

Goblins in this world are not necessarily the smartest, or most powerful strength or stealth wise as a matter of fact they are known to be weak alone and even beginner hunters can mostly take care of them if given the right training. And while many tend to stick in groups of 30 or less you never really saw this many of them at once.

There were more than 80 goblins from what you can see. Wild monsters that laugh so painfully to your ears as you were sure that there were more. Yet you could not help but gulp when you saw the many orcs around the tribe while not as many as the goblins they were half the many as goblins. Tall green-skinned monsters were taller than the people that you know. Long canine teeth show as they guard the borders of the camp with strong builds, tattoos, and necklaces of skulls both humans and other creatures you knew that these orcs were not for show.

You were supposed to run away and tell the guards of a nearby village that about the camp when you heard a small child screaming voice.

Running to the sound, you found a boy held by his collar by an orc. The boy tried to kick the orc yet it was useless when you compare their builds, the orc was too strong. That child was about to be taken by the orc when you screamed at them with your dagger out ready to hurt. "Realise the kid, unless you want to die." You warned the orc who stared at you. He didn't seem intimated at you, almost as if looking down at you with his bored stare.

He was taller than you, taller than humans. To him, you were nothing but a plant of wood at best or very thin twigs of bones.

Glancing at the child then at you as he moves the child back facing you, closer to you. You wondered if the monster was going to mock you for even trying, when you see his muscles you knew it might as well take three to four knights moving all together to even have a chance to take it down compared to an adventurer like you.

"Trade."

.... What...?

The gruff voice told you, not expecting them to say something like you have to do a double take wondering if you heard that wrong. Yet it seems that you weren't mistaken as he huffed in your silence.

"Trade boy. You stay."

"What..." You could not believe what the orc was talking telling you to trade your life if you wanted the boy to live. You considered it but fear swelled in your heart till you heard the boy's whimper and looked at him. Tears in the boy's eyes, he was terrified.

"You stay... boy let go. You mine." The orc repeated again, looking at you waiting he still held the boy on the neck.

The boy's life was within your hands. The boy whimpered again as the orc's grip tightened on the boy's clothes. He wasn't patient. "Trade!" You screamed at the orc your eyes on the boy.

The orc looked satisfied as he dropped the boy to the ground and as you tried to take the boy away cautious of the orc instead of attacking from a change of mind or taking the boy away saying that was all just him mocking you he instead grabbed you.

"HEY! LET GO OF ME!!" The orc tossed you on his shoulder as if you were nothing but a potato sack. You tried to scream as you beat his back with yours but he didn't seem bothered by your feeble attempts.

You yelled at the boy to get away from here and that you can handle yourself, the boy tried to help yet the moment he tried to grab a strong the orc growled at the flinching boy.

When you could not see the boy, far away that you were sure that he had time to run away if something goes terribly wrong you started to protest demanding that you would let down this instant as your leg and fist hit his muscles you knew he wasn't pained by any of your feeble attacks and what weapon you had was quickly tossed away by him the moment he threw you on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

You were getting close to the camp...

You gulped as the goblins and orcs all stare at you in the arms of the orc, some goblins staring hungrily at you as if you were a meat buffet and maybe that was what they thought of you when one tried to reach out for your arm.

Only to freeze when the orc glared at the goblin growling as if warning the smaller weaker monsters to watch it. The goblin quickly backed away from you fearful of their own monster ally. You wondered if you were safe for a moment. Just a moment you thought that you would not be eaten at least not by them. You wondered if the orc wanted to eat you all to himself.

Into a camp hut, you were tossed into the stiff bed as you wondered if you would die right at this moment. Ripe limb from limb, you wanted to defend yourself but without a weapon and the orc being too tall, you didn't think you could even win much less escape as you will be mobbed by the monsters outside either way.

You didn't know what to do when he didn't do anything to you leaving you to do whatever you please in the tent, yet he did set boundaries when you tried to step out for a moment to look out or when you went too near to his weapons. He was watching you as sharpened his weapon, growling at you when you did something that you were supposed not to do.

While he let you go about the tent under his watch you could not help but flinch when he planned to head out for a moment, suddenly standing from whatever he was doing, grabbing you, and tossing you again to the bed with your leg tied with a rope to something heavy. After a while, he would come back with berries and fruits for you along with unknown meat (what tasted like a rabbit) and a water bucket.

At night he would join you in the makeshift bed holding you in his arms, you looked away from the monster that held you your heart beating fast as it was too close wondering when it would just bite your head off yet instead of that with his tight hold over you slowly he fell asleep, his breathing can be felt by your hair as you fearfully stayed still.

You thought of running, late at night unable to sleep you thought that this could be your chance to run away when all the other monsters were also asleep but the orc's arm was heavy, hugging your waist you could not help but move a little more than intended. As you tried to get up you checked to see if the orc was still sleeping only for you to stop breathing when you see him staring down at you, warning.

He was awake.

You can't help but wince as you tried to pull away in fear when the rope tied to your ankle stopped you from going any farther. You totally forgot about it... you looked down in instinct as if trying to show that you were small and that you were guilty and sorry. The orc huffed as he pulled you closer to his chest. Your head bumped into his long tusk.

Because of how you have been trying to move you were facing his chest now and pulled closer to him your nose bumped into his chest. You closed your eyes trying to act as if you were asleep sure that he was still watching you, daring to make any sudden movements.

He wasn't much of a talker and without your weapon, you weren't much of a fighter, you were a tiny human that a buffed orc kept like a pet in his own home. All he did was command you with one word, not fluent in human language but knowing just enough to force you to do something. For a moment you thought that the orc was actually nice when you noticed how careful he was around you as if you were fragile like glass.

What a horrible thought.

"Eat." A grape in from of your face but you looked away. It wasn't like you didn't want to but right now you just lost hope as he took you farther and farther away from your home. Tossed like a potato sack as the monster went farther and farther away from the nearest village. Yet when they found a village smaller than the one you save the boy was from, you could not help but feel bile come to your mouth as you heard the screams and fires a little away from you. You could not help them not when you were placed in a cage with other pitiful humans and guarded by more orcs.

As you pushed yourself away from the orc who finally collected you when the fire died down a little and more human slaves both young and old. How his clothes were tattered and burnt from the fire and blood stain his weapon and his hands as he grabbed you again and pulled you out of the cage to take you back. For a moment you thought that there was a reason why that skull necklace was on his neck and that it was something that was decoration.

You bite your lip as tears leaked from your eyes when he warningly growled if you were not eating something bad would happen slowly you took the grape to your mouth slowly munching in fear. He huffed again as he took another grape that you were sure was from the village that they raided killing anybody who tried to fight back.

You had to get away. Otherwise, you will really die.

It was a few days after the whole situation as you looked for a chance to run away when the whole place. When the orcs and goblins were moving again that day took a short break near a lake, the orc had left you under a tree to get some water. Maybe he trusted you a little that you would not run away anymore, at least he thought you didn't have the guts to actually run away.

But you did. When nobody was looking, already so used to your presence as the orc's pet you slowly sneaked away and when you were far enough made a mad dash.

You ran and ran even as you felt pain in your ribs you push through the suffering caring about living than a short pain. As you pant tired you still kept running through the forest but you tried your best in fear that this might be your first and last chance you could ever get away from the monsters. You were so desperate even as your legs wobbled you kept on running and didn't see a root of a tree sticking out that your foot caught on and tripped.

"Ow..." You mumbled as you tried to get up but could not help but hiss when you felt the pain in your ankle. You sprained it yet you could not dwell on those thoughts when you heard a loud roar, you knew that he found out that you left.

You need to hide, you need to hide. Looking around you crawled into a hollow log hoping that the orc would not find you. In a few seconds, you hear the sounds of stomps and you knew it was him pulling your legs closed to yourself you prayed that the orc would not look into the log and just give up.

However that hope was only shattered when you saw his face from the hole you crawled in, he was furious you could see in his eyes as he growled that he found you. Before you could crawl deeper into the hollow log away from the monster he grabbed your sprained ankle.

"Mate. Mine." You yelped when he dragged your feet pulling you out of the log with one hand, with how tight he was holding your ankle it hurt so much as he pulled you out upside down. Above the ground, you fearfully looked at the monster as blood rushed to your head. The monster was angry you could see it as he glared at you.

As he looked at your leg, you feared what was going through his head as his hand tightened around your ankle even more as if trying to break it. You screamed in pain as tears flew from your eyes to your forehead and hair. "I AM SORRY!! I AM SORRY!!" You cried out in fear that he would crush your bones to pieces making you unable to walk anymore.

Maybe he understood that you were scared and that you were actually sorry as the strength lessen. Tears still flowed from your eyes as he moved you to his arms now upright as he let go of your leg. You knew that you will not be able to walk for while not when you already sprained your ankle while running away and not when the lingering pain worsened because of the orc hand who was so close to breaking it as punishment for running away.

You are his mate or at least that was what he called you and now you could only doubt that you will ever be able to run away from his grasp. Not when he warned all the other monsters to watch you if you ever escape to catch you, not when he threatened you to dare leave and that he would break your legs if you do. Not when he placed a dog leash on your neck as he held the rope making sure that you will never leave him again.

Note: Okay gotta be honest orcs/goblins are deff not my thing but I had to add either them or goblins one way or another cause it is like one of the most common monsters in RPG games apart from slimes. And since it is like probably impossible for me to think of any goblin scenarios (I tried ;-;) I went for orcs. My mind the whole time was most deff thinking of a buff man than an orc so it may or may not have leaked in my writing. BUT ANYWAY HOPE YOU LIKE IT~!

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kelpie-bael · 2 months

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In honor of @theemperorweek, I'd like to get to know more about the Emperor smooching tavs in the fandom. Reblog this with information about your tav and their relationship with Emps! Bonus points for pictures.

Let's all get to know each other's tavs!

I'll start with mine.

This is Bael! She's a half-orc Cleric of Ooghma obsessed with learning. (Those who follow me are probably very familiar with her. Ihave a few fanfics on AO3 about her and Emps)

She was an orphan raised in a temple of Oghma and grew up being raised by other clerics and many bards. There's a reason she became an orphan that I plan to write as an origin fanfic.

Throughout the game, she trusts the Emperor to follow through with what he says he/it will do, but she questions his motivations and true meanings. Her and Emps tend to dance around each other with their feelings. She lept at the chance to explore their connection deeper but wonders if he/it is just using her feelings to further the cause. Both are cryptic about their true feelings and dance around each other. She is however, a low-key yandere who will not let Emps leave at the end without fully explaining their feelings.

After the end of the game, they settle into Baldur's Gate. Emps continues working on the Knights of the Shields revival and Bael stays out of it unless asked for assistance. Bael continues her duties as a cleric and dealing with being a hero. Outwardly they are not very romantic to each other but display a lot of subtle intimacy. But both truly care about each other and love being together

#bg3 #the emperor bg3 #the emperor week #my tav #emperor x tav

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lenzartz · 7 months

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✨Cringetober Day 11: Yandere✨

This is Sinnal Moores, a intelligent but rather odd young wizard from the from the quaint suburbs of modern middle earth. He has a rather… Intense crush on the beautiful Elven boy, Kendall, in the house just across the way. Sinnal shows his affection by learning all about Kendall’s schedule, his mannerisms, and all of his favourite things. Kendall enjoys the finer things in life, and Sinnal is more than happy to provide every luxury Kendall deserves, and more. Things seems to be going well until the rugged Half Orc from school tries to steal Kendall away from Sinnal. Sinnal intends to rid Kendall of the annoyance. That is until Kendall suggests they become a throuple. Sinnal doesn’t want to share Kendall with anyone, but he can’t deny him either.

Prompt list by @icryink

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yanderecrazysie · 3 months

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So, merman right? What’s your opinion on other ‘monster’ things, like orc fanfiction or werewolf?

Personally I don’t like vampires

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Hmmmmm I don't know enough about orcs

Werewolf yandere is a classic because of the whole alpha deal. I personally like the idea of a werewolf that is more of a beta falling in love with a human and getting on a power trip because he's always wanted to be an alpha and Reader is just so weak compared to him that it makes him feel like one.

I don't mind vampires, but it really depends. I like the idea of a vampire that wants to turn Reader so they can live together forever, but the process requires both of their consent, and Reader doesn't want to be immortal, so the vampire yandere is at a loss of what to do. It's the one thing they don't have control over and it's the most important. Humans are so fragile, after all.

But what about dragon shifter yandere? Reader is given as a sacrifice to the dragon rampaging the villages and he takes her away to his mountain cave, then changes back into his human form like "A brand new plaything!"

Nagas are also a favorite of mine. Half-snake, half-human hybrids that are so fascinated with humans on a scientific level. Capturing humans and dragging them back to their nest simply so they can study them like an amusing pastime before falling in love.

#yandere #yandere thoughts

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running-with-kn1ves · 2 years

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Can a pt 2 of yandere orc x reader. Can we name him buck? Where this is like 8 months after she was sold out by her high ups and now she’s 7-8 months prominently pregnant with the buck’s half orc baby. now that she pregnant they had to give buck his own cell which is bigger and wider with a bigger bed for the 2 of them, that comes with a another big but smaller bed because they are expecting twins and y/n has a waitng nurse on her beck and call. but I can image her not doing too much work since buck wants to be the one to take care of her and be the one dishing out all y/n demands and desires. I can imagine buck pronouncing her pregamt self around the other inmates to show off his obvious claim of her that’s literally growing in her womb. Have her sit on his lap while he eats. even pregnant she still defiant, but not upright violent like from before and has completely give up on the “I’m your high up” and just accepts her situation. and all she does is refuse his romantic and sexual advances and finds every way to complain about her situation because he got her pregnant and now he has to deal with the consequences of it. after Claiming her buck is overwhelm with the deep urge to do everything in his power to keep his mate happy and comfortable, so instead of being annoyed with her complaints he takes them as a challenge. she complains her clothes not fitting her and having no maternity clothes, he takes his clothes rips them to fit her size Boom theres your maternity clothes (also his clothes are reeked with his scent so just another layer of his claim on her. Talk about killing 2 birds with 1 stone). says she bored? boom threatened the high ups now they have a radio, tv, board games and books (and children books too.Buck likes to read to the little ones for bed right before he completely tear ups their mom’s pussy). Says the cell is small, dingy, ugly and suffocating, the bed is disgusting and small and they barely have any privacy (the open toilet), alright boom new and bigger cell with provided materials for her to decorate the cell to her liking (Buck: women like to decorate things right? Make it pretty honey) bigger and newer mattress, the cell is built with thick concrete walls and is away from the other inmates (privacy for s3x cuz y/n gets embarrassed on how’s she moans but buck finds them adorable 🥰 plus she is for him only so he also likes the privacy as well) and a small bathroom and a tub for y/n and the arriving babies. y/n doesn’t like prison food, boom new brought in food made especially for her. She bored, give him a list of hobbies you want to pursue and he’ll make it happen (sewing, writing stories 😉, basketball, etc). you guys take daily walks together. At first you use to walk a way from him to get farthest from him, but now he takes long strides just for you to waddle quickly behind him while demanding for him “to slow down” and “let’s hold hands”. I like to think y/n as a tsundere, like “I’m only asking if you’re okay, because your my only source of that provides me things, not that I actually care, hmmp“ “i only want to cuddle because I’m cold”. because she’s a tsundere she gets embarrassed real easily. like when she gives him affection (like a quick peck on the cheek) she backs off quick while looking at the other direction with a red face . “Hey brute bow down, I said bow down!“Smooch “hey don’t say shit that was for earlier, not because i wanted to”. Buck is has muscles but he does have a bit of chub too, so he’s really beefy. he has a flat and hard undefined stomached with really thick and beefy arms, biceps and thighs, so when y/n touches his biceps they feel like he’s flexing his arm when he’s not. When he goes to work out he purposely tries to lift heavy weights to impress her, he even takes he shirt off (she notices and gets really hot and bothered by it). He does everything within him to impress her, whether it’s petty as beating another inmate up for slightly or roughly talking to her, to act like a complete fool like winning lifting weights contests to just have her look his way. He

likes to play it off for his minions that she is the lost puppy that seeks his attention and affection when in reality it’s really him (he likes to act tough and cool, the only person who gets to see him all soft and nice is her). I have so much more. Like his childhood, how he got into prison, his family, how him and y/n met, the kids, etc.

Legit love this-- I theorized a little bit about the possible future and past of him but I'm interested in your version! And sure why not-- Buck is such a masculine and cocky name that it fits. I never really came up with a name for him because I couldn't find one I liked.

I think if his darling stays with him in prison, it'd have to be partly because the staff is afraid of him/are trying to keep him on good behavior. The prison isn't well known for its "security" per se considering the amount of riots and breakouts they've had, so it'd be real easy for Buck to cause a ruckus and issues in the facility. Especially if his darling was taken away from him after the short-lived protest from earlier. Orcs are big, far bigger than most creatures so the amount of damage he could do just for one measly guard wasn't worth it. They'd hand over his darling to him in a heartbeat.

Considering developing pregnancies aren't common in prison, it would take a while for his darling to find out that she was pregnant. The arrangement of her and Buck wasn't as official until it was found that she was carrying his baby. Of course the personnel would immediately want to dispose of it but there's no way Buck would let that happen.

He'd definitely prance around, showing off his darling to the other inmates and purposefully shoving it in the guards faces. He's the only one who gets to have such a privilege there, and he's intent on letting everyone know it. The place is already corrupt so there isn't much pushback; he has more than enough means to pay off anyone who wants to oppose.

With time, his darling will slowly accept defeat. It's clear no ones going to help her and there's no easy way out. The best thing to do is to put up with it for the time being, and try to avoid Buck as much as possible. But, the defiance never gets very far. She'd still be stubborn and occasionally yell unrealistic threats but that just makes it all the more enjoyable for the orc.

He has a natural instinct to protect and to make his spouse comfortable, but that doesn't mean he'll let her go off without a set of rules. Buck won't leave her alone with other inmates, and will enforce meals and self care. He uses embarrassment as a way to get back at his darling if she misbehaves, and as a way to tease. Whether it's forcing her to shower with him in the public baths or making sure everyone can hear as he pins her to the bed.

Getting supplies or necessary materials for his darling isn't difficult either; there are plenty of low rank punks he can steal from to get what he doesn't have and higher ups will sneak in anything for the right price. He'd try to sneak in a whole store if it was for his darling.

I can definitely see his darling as an almost "tsundere" type as well lol, she has too much pride to let Buck in on any vulnerabilities. She'd be very subtle on affections if she ever were to give them, and is passive-aggressive when she needs something. With time Buck learns how to distinguish her body language and needs.

Of course he has the typical orc appearance: muscle beefcake body and all. In the first start of the relationship he'd focus more on physically trying to impress his darling, picking her up and getting into more brawls just to show his strength. Not to mention, he has to make sure no one thinks he's going soft just because he acquired new "property." So dirty talking in public and out in the yard is a must. He has no qualms with shoving his darling against the fence, trailing dangerously low with every touch. He's very in tune with his primal urges and expectations as that's how he's been raised. But as it becomes clear his darling is pregnant, he turns to working more on emotional support and attention.

He's definitely the type to brag so he'd tell a completely different story about his darling to other prisoners, boasting about how she's obsessed with his attention, and won't leave him alone. About how she begged him to have his baby. When in reality, she is forced to go everywhere with him else a tantrum ensues, and the baby wasn't planned-- although desired by buck.

I love the idea of a full life for buck! I think his personality is my favorite to write and read about. He's got so many himbo qualities. Unfortunately I don't have the time to write a full out story or one-shot for him again but I enjoy the idea-- I could definitely see him and his darling's relationship being really fun to write especially because it takes place in such a restricted environment.

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yandere-kokeshi · 1 year

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— Yandere Oc Masterlist

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Lagati Null || half orc

António Gomes || famous serial killer

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Malachi || a territorial naga

Verena K. Salvatore || an ancient female vampire

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giorno-plays-piano · 2 years

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My Top Posts in 2021

Imagine orc!Lee using his size to intimidate others. As soon as he steps out of his vehicle the car almost bounces from the weight being lifted from it. He leans into your vehicle just to let you know how much bigger he is than you. Not just that but he mentions how much smaller you are compared to him.

How could you do this to me 😫

Who We Really Are

Pairing: orc!Lee Bodecker x Reader

Warnings: dubcon, forced marriage, breeding, allusion to kidnapping, usual filth.

Words: 3347.

P.S. I’M SORRY BUT IT’S NOT MY FAULT, BLAME THIS ASK!

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“You gotta be careful, little one.” Sheriff smirks, but you can see a glimpse of concern in his eyes when he blocks your way to your car, looking down at you from his height as if you’re a little girl - compared to probably the finest orc in your town you are, indeed. “That gas tank of yours is no good. You better replace it soon.”

You nod, unable to look him straight into the eyes as he watches you, his pants becoming painfully tight at the thought of fucking you into his bed till you’re a mewling mess with your legs spread wide for him, asking him to pump you full of his cum. You know sheriff likes you, you see that hungry look in his eyes, the way he treats you, how softly he speaks to you while barking at anyone else around. You know Lee’s been looking for a wifey for quite some time: for orcs who often marry early he’s pretty late, being too busy with his career and election. But now it looks like he’s getting impatient, and you get a little nervous knowing you might be very much one of his candidates.

“I get you’re intimidated by him.” Your colleague Annie says while putting canned meat on the shelves, you doing the same close to her. “Guess we all are, man’s a damn sheriff! But I think Lee’s one fine man, and you always gonna have food on the table, be respected by townsfolk, you know.”

“You say it as if he’s already proposed to me.” You murmur, slightly embarrassed and trying not to think of his large figure looming over you, his thick thighs and strong, beefy arms radiating heat.

“I won’t be surprised if he will.” Annie smirks, winking at you. “It’s orcs breeding season. Unless you don’t like him because he’s an orc?”

“Jeez, you know it’s not true!”

She laughs at you: being a half-orc, she always teases you about human-orc relationships, telling you to go find yourself a good orc husband, a real man ready to protect you. Sometimes she hints that orc men are way better lovers than human, and you have to shush her before your cheeks start burning. What a shameless woman!

But you know she’s right: just one look at Lee’s muscled but chubby body makes you embarrassed as you imagine him taking you on his lap while he kisses you, his large tongue in your mouth, his hands caressing the inner side of your thighs. You’re pretty sure he has a monstrous cock, and it both scares and excites you. Sometimes in your dreams you ride him, and your belly swells with his seed when he cums so much his sperm leaks down your thighs. You like to imagine him getting angry at you and fucking you till you cry and plead him to stop, your womb stuffed with his hot cock milk. You don’t know, but Lee has same dreams, every evening imagining you on your knees with your pretty little mouth wide open to fit his fat cock. He wanna fuck you so bad he barely contains himself from going to you and banging at your door at night. It’s pretty easy: you live next to him.

And yet, even if you admit you’re attracted to him, something stops you, something dark and heavy in his eyes when he looks at you, something telling you sheriff Lee isn’t your ordinary lovestruck young man, and you stay away from him, unsure why but unwilling to look too long into the abyss, afraid of what you might find there. Anyway, you aren’t even sure you didn’t imagine his looks, and maybe he has no intention to have any relationships with you. Annie laughs when you tell her that.

The night when you heard Lee yelling loudly in your house, waking you up, is like any other night - except that your house is on fire, your kitchen’s in flames, and your head is heavy from the smell of burning wood and plastic when you wake up, barely able to move in your bed. Lee’s already in your bedroom, and he covers you with what seems like a large wet towel, wrapping you in it and lifting you in the air as if you weight nothing. Everything around grows bright orange when fire gets closer, and an orc quickly carries you into the corridor, holding his breath - flames are eating your old red carpet and a beautiful drawer you’ve been so proud of, but there’s no time to save anything, the house will be gone soon even if firefighters arrive the next minute. You’re lucky sheriff couldn’t sleep and saw the fire starting, otherwise you’d be already dead.

When you wake up in a hospital, your head hurts and the smell of burning plastic is everywhere despite the fact the room is clean, and fresh air gets through a slightly open window. When the doctor explains you what happens, the only one you want to see is Lee. He’s waiting in the corridor, his arms bandaged, he has burn scars on his face, but it should bother you, sheriff says. Orc’s skin is much tougher than human, and these marks would be gone in a matter of two or three weeks. You cry when he tells you your house is gone. All your possessions are gone with it, too, and you has nothing left, not even a penny in your pocket. How could it happen?

“Your gas tank, honey.” Sheriff says, and you cover your face with your palms, weeping. Of course, the gas tank. You should have replaced it years ago, and Lee was reminding you about it every damn week.

Yes, the house’s partly insured, but all your documents and valuable belongings are gone. You don’t even have a place to stay, and you don’t know if there’s a shelter in your town.

“Don’t bother.” Lee says, looking at officers wanting to say something with such an expression his men back off immediately, unwilling to anger their boss further. “You can stay at my place. You’re my neighbor, anyway.”

You doubt it’s something casual for a neighbor to do, but you don’t complain: thank goodness Lee’s kind enough to give you a place to live before you’ll figure something out. You know you can call Annie, but she has three kids, and you living in their small house would only make things more difficult. You shouldn’t be scared of a sheriff, right? Someone like him wouldn’t do anything to you. In the end, he’s the one who saved your life.

You agree to come to him, grateful for his kindness. His house isn’t fancy, but it’s clean and warm, and you have the whole room to yourself in exchange for cooking: Lee’s often busy with his work, and he barely has time for house choirs.

Living with him seems easy enough when you don’t see him getting out of the bathroom half naked or catch him looking at you when he thinks you don’t see. It’s hard to concentrate cooking if sheriff watches you - in fact, it’s hard to do anything when he’s there, his eyes roaming over your body, and you think you can see him getting hard. You hope you’ve just imagined it, and sheriff is simply interested in what you’re doing - he hasn’t been living with anyone since he left his parents to be on his own.

When one day he catches you looking at him, he’s just had a bath, and the towel is wrapped tightly around his chubby belly, the fabric too short to hid his big, strong legs. Your cheeks grow hot in an instant when Lee gets dangerously close, and you’re pretty much pressed into the wall when he looms over you, his huge body completely blocking the light.

“Listen, little one, I’m tired to play these games.” He growls into your face, and you accidentally lick your lips when you see his tusks so close, dreaming to touch them with your kitten tongue. Ooh, Lee gets so angry looking at you, and you feel his horse cock pressing into your belly as he slams you into the wall. “Shit, you think it’s funny what you’re doing to me? I’ll fuck your brains out, little bitch.”

You don’t know if you’ve been asking for it, doing your best to keep your thoughts to yourself, but you neither scream nor run when sheriff tears down your panties, his tongue in your mouth, his fingers touching your bare pussy softly beneath your skirt, his warm, chubby belly pressing into your body as his towel falls down the floor. You have no idea if he uses something on you, but your head’s cloudy and vision blurry when Lee kisses you like this, and soon you’re finally licking his tusks while he fingers you, sitting on his lap just like you always wanted to, his monstrous cock so fucking big you think he’ll break you in half.

“Think you can’t take it?” He chuckles, watching you stare at his shaft nervously. “You’re one fine bitch, honey. You’re made to cum on top of orc’s cock.”

His rough fingers massage you so well you cum from them alone, your eyes rolling inside your skull with your kitten tongue hanging out of your mouth. You don’t realize you’re in his bed until Lee presses you face into the sheets, and you feel his smell when he fucks you with his long, slimy tongue until you start to writhe, moaning and wining and asking for his cock. Lee’s getting impatient, you feel it, but he does his best, slowly bottoming you out till you can’t speak anymore, pain and pleasure mixing in one strange feeling as the tip of his cock is kissing your womb. It’s so good, it’s so good when he’s rubbing all the right spots, filling you full, his big, warm body embracing yours, so much smaller and softer. You mewl like a kitten for him, your cunt aching when Lee starts to move, and you’re both crying and pleading for more when he fucks you in his bed, and you get to touch his face, shoulders and chubby belly, feel his thick thighs and hips pressing into yours. Sex with an orc is so good, you mewl to him to see his dirty grin when Lee goes harder on you, soon filling your baby room to the brim with his fat cum. But he’s not done yet, oh no, what an orc stops after cumming just once? He gotta make sure he blows his load inside of you as many times as he can even if tomorrow you won’t be able to leave his bed. Lee would even prefer it that way.

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Rusted Remnants

Pairing: Karl Heisenberg x mutant!Reader

Warnings: past noncon, smut, dirty talk, Stockholm syndrome, violence, mention of human experiments, swearing.

Words: 1924.

Summary: You felt better knowing he wouldn't have to leave for quite some time now, staring at the man as he leaned back against the pillow, watching the smoke slowly disappear in the air - Heisenberg wasn't your darling, but he's the only one who kept you sane in that fucking hole where human life mattered so little. Among other Lords he's the only one who had the resolve to fight that heartless bitch hiding behind the façade of a holy mother.

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When a bearded man in sunglasses opened the door with a grinding, abrasive sound, you felt both fear and relief - Heisenberg was a mean son of a bitch who couldn’t stand people crossing him on anything, and you learned that the hard way. However, thanks to that insanely strong bastard who could smash in a Lycan’s skull with one swing of his hammer, you were still safe in his hideout, not having to worry about mutilated monsters this place was swarming with.

Besides, even though Heisenberg was as rotten and disgusting as any other Lord, he still had more human in him than Dimitrescu, Beneviento and Moreau altogether.

“Did you miss me, little monster?” He smirked, watching you laying in bed with some cheap romance novel you traded for bullets with the Duke: you had little hobbies since you barely left Heisenberg’s factory.

You rolled your eyes, knowing he hadn’t been home for a couple of days and now needed to get under your skin, feeding off your emotions like Alcina fed off her victims’ blood. It was something like a routine to him: he needed to know you had something human in you, too.

“Who else do you expect me to miss?” you snorted, leaving a worn book with a dirty yellow cover on the bed. “You know I don’t like when you leave for so long.”

“It’s not like I like it either.”

Leaving his monstrous hammer on the table full of blueprints, drawings, nails and all other things you were forbidden to touch, he took his glasses off, and you saw his weary eyes, the blood vessels widened in their white. It didn't happen often, but from time to time Heisenberg would abandon his façade of a smug, careless bastard, and then you could catch a glimpse of a deadly tired man who had long lost any hope to ever free himself from Miranda’s death grip. Something had happened in those couple of days when he had been wandering the woods and catacombs filled with Lycans, Samcăs, and Vârcolacs, and it certainly wasn’t good news if it stripped Heisenberg of his endless complacency.

Quietly slipping away from the bed, you put your shoes on while the man in front of you left his coat hanging on a chair and stilled, his dirty hands on the desk as he stared at it blankly. While he stood there, motionless, you turned on the large faucet in an improvised shower cabin - everything there had been old and rusty, and you needed time to adjust the temperature of water from icy cold to bearable cool or even hot if you were lucky enough. Thankfully, Karl never protested against showering, washing away dry blood, machine oil, muck and filth.

Saying nothing, you carefully lifted his hat, unclasped the belt on his chest and started unbuttoning his dirty shirt - nobody would believe it had been white once. Finally, Heisenberg came back to his senses, smirking and letting you strip him of his clothes, leaving his pants and huge heavy boots on the floor. As he stepped into the shower, he dragged you with him behind the old plastic curtains full of holes, and your nightgown got drenched within a couple of seconds, water pouring over your head. You didn’t protest anymore, knowing the man wouldn’t let you go until he blew off some steam, pushing you into a wet stone wall and wrecking you ass till you started sobbing - he loved when you squeezed his fat cock with your pussy, but Heisenberg couldn’t risk getting you pregnant, leaving his child to be endlessly tortured by that holy bitch until she turned his baby into some fucking monster doll. Sometimes he could buy some condoms from the Duke, but it was still a rare occasion, so most of the time Heisenberg spent using your other holes, filling you to the brim with his cum until he felt satisfied.

"Wearing that white nightgown like some noble slut from Alcina's castle." he growled into your ear from behind, grinding against your ass, his callous fingers gripping your hips as he forced you spread your legs for him. "Did you do it on purpose, baby? Did you want to bounce on my cock so bad?"

Turning your head to him, you didn't get a chance to speak up when the man crashed his mouth into yours, his arm lifting up the drenched fabric of your nightgown and baring your flesh. Landing a loud smack to your ass, he grinned through the kiss: he loved it when you behaved well around him, taking whatever he was giving you like a good girl you were.

You didn’t mind. At first the thought of him touching you had been giving you panic attacks and nausea, but as years flew by, nothing changing in this Hell of a place where sanity was a privilege, you clung to Heisenberg in a desperate attempt to feel human again - even if it was something as primitive as grinding your bodies against each other.

As he rubbed his cock in between your shaking thighs pressed together, you moaned, the water cascading down your bodies while Heisenberg fondled your breasts, biting and nipping his way down your neck.

"You're going nowhere until I fuck the shit out of you."

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Breathing in the smell of his Cuban cigars, you watched Heisenberg smoke as he laid close to you, his naked body barely covered by a blanket: his skin was littered with nasty scars, and it seemed like every centimeter of it had once been burned, cut or bitten. Some of them were so old you could barely see them, others relatively knew where the scar tissue was still angry red and thick: most of the time he got them while working on his personal army down there, but with his regenerative abilities they were like a kitten bite to him. Of course, even of they weren't, Heisenberg would still pretend like it was nothing, wearing his shit-eating grin.

"The holy whore is up to something," he says after long minutes of silence, ash falling to the floor from his cigar, "and I don't like that I know fucking nothing of her plans."

You felt better knowing he wouldn't have to leave for quite some time now, staring at the man as he leaned back against the pillow, watching the smoke slowly disappear in the air - Heisenberg wasn't your darling, but he's the only one who kept you sane in that fucking hole where human life mattered so little. Among other Lords he's the only one who had the resolve to fight that heartless bitch hiding behind the façade of a holy mother. You couldn't call him sane, but he had enough sanity to remember what Miranda did to all of you and how fucking twisted was her desire to have a family. You weren't her children, regardless how many times Moreau was going to call her his mother. Whatever she did to you or those miserable villagers, her cannon fodder, she did only to revive her real daughter, and the thought had been making you sick since the times Heisenberg told you about Miranda's past.

"You think it's something big?"

"Yeah. She keeps disappearing into thin air, and I can't find a trace of her anywhere at all."

You grew silent, staring at the blanket with empty eyes: it certainly wasn't a good sign. Where was she going if even Heisenberg couldn't locate her? Was she crossing the forest to get to the outer world? The last time it happened she brought to the world one more horrifying monster with a face of a little girl. The only thing you knew about her was that she was destroyed a couple of years ago, just a failed experiment like all those Miranda had been involved in.

"I think she partners up with someone, some organization that can give her what she wants like, you knew, she did before." You muttered, and Heisenberg stared at you, narrowing his frightening light eyes.

"With whom could the old bitch partner?"

"I don't know, but I know she brought someone with her, willingly or not."

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633 notes • Posted 2021-05-12 22:00:24 GMT

Vicious

Part I

Pairing: Steve x reader, Bucky x reader, Thor x reader, Loki x reader, Peter x reader

Warnings: yandere, obsession, stalking, possessiveness, theft, all characters are adults.

Words: 1514.

Summary: Transferring to Stark Academy that has only allowed to take in female students last semester, you realize you are just one of three young women among hundreds of students. Your things are constantly being stolen, and soon you begin fearing for your safety.

P.S. Yes, 5 guys, that’s right. Yes, I’ve finally gone crazy 🤪

To avoid any confusion, I changed the name Savages -> Vicious.

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"Are you absolutely sure you want to get transferred... there?"

Student advisor's voice sounded like you asked the woman to throw you in a crocodile lake. Yes, you really wanted to study in Stark Academy, famous for its BI program, and after it finally stopped being all-boys school, you could now leave your boring college and try your luck there. Why everyone was so concerned with it?

"Yes, I want to be transferred there." You repeated stubbornly and saw the woman in the chair in front of you sighing. "What's so wrong with it?"

"Well, for once, it was an all-boys school before." She cocked her head to the side. "Surely, you understand that students there might behave... differently from what you expect."

"Why would they? It's not a high school. Even if these guys live in the Academy's dormitory, they can leave whenever they want and meet whoever they want. We're not in Middle Ages, for god's sake!"

You could see the student advisor growing tired from this heated discussion, but you couldn't stop yourself. Why was she acting so weird? Yeah, maybe she was upset because you were leaving, yet it didn't mean she could say those preposterous things about one of the best academies in the country. All she needed to do was to fill out the forms and prepare your documents. You have long decided what you were going to do with your own life.

"Alright. I will send you the list of personal documents we need."

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It's your first day in Stark Academy, and for the first time you think that the old lady might have been right about something: despite the school opening its door for a female students, you'd only spotted two more girls, each enrolled to a program different than yours. You didn’t really understand why there were only three of you here, but maybe others simply couldn't get in: you could see people took their studies way more serious here than in your last place.

Still, being the only woman in class felt very weird. First, it's pretty uncomfortable to be stared at as if you had a second head: boys around were constantly looking at you, making you feel like some rare animal behind the bars in a zoo. Second, because of this pressure, you didn’t really have a chance to socialize, too nervous to talk to somebody.

Oh god, was it going to be like that for the two remaining years? You just wanted to study in a good place, not spend your student years like a recluse.

After the second week you realized guys here were rather... abnormal, to say the least. It was true they could leave dormitory and come back until 9 pm, but the issue with Academy being in the suburbs and having just one bus coming once an hour made travel to the city a hassle. Besides, it was forbidden to bring any strangers to the dorm, regardless of their gender, and you felt like in one of those movies about an all-boys school of the 60s.

In result, many students looked at you like you were from another planet. It was both good and bad at the same time: for instance, when you had fallen down the floor once, at least five of your classmates were helping to pull you up and even inspect if you hurt your knee. Two of them were ready to bring you to nurse, but you politely refused. This kind of attention was very flattering, and your face was growing hot every time you were thinking of that day.

However, the problem with it was too much attention: people were constantly looking at you - even when you just tried having lunch in a cafeteria - and touch you accidentally, brushing their hand against yours, helping you pick up your pens that were literally flying from your desk all the time, and sometimes even touching your shoulder or neck, saying there was a bug on it. It felt... disturbing.

Maybe they need a little time to get accustomed to me being around, you thought while cooking in the shared kitchen, smiling nervously at the guys staring at you. They looked like a pack of hungry wolves, and you had to share your meal again, feeling both irritated and terrifyingly shy when all of them praised you.

It got worse when one day you didn't find your PE tracksuit in the locker when you knew you put it there just yesterday. Of course, you rummaged through your clothes at home, but the tracksuit was nowhere to be found. Now it felt outright scary. When you thought what some guy might do to your clothes, you felt nauseated. It couldn't be true, right? Nobody would do such psycho shit. Besides, you were just an average college girl who wasn't flaunting her physics in front of everyone. There was no reason to act so savage.

And yet, you had to buy yourself a new tracksuit because the old one wasn't found even when you contacted the student office.

The next thing that disappeared was your penal with pens and pencils you left on your desk. You searched for it everywhere - along with your classmates who felt guilty for not guarding your things - but the result was the same. Somebody simply stole it, and no one could do anything about it because there was no camera in that classroom.

You realized you were getting anxious, clenching your bag every time you were heading to the main academy building. You didn't know was it just one person's doing, but the thought that it could be several people left you deeply worried. What were they doing with your things? Obviously, they couldn't sell them - they stole nothing expensive. Why stealing them, then? To make you feel insecure? To use your things for some other purpose you refused even thinking about? God, you hoped it was just someone's stupid joke. Some guys were just plain stupid, right? They simply wanted to make you upset.

By the end of the first semester you were afraid to walk alone. You liked studying in the library that was almost always empty - doing it in the dormitory was impossible because of all the noise - but coming back after that became a torture. You could swear you heard weird noises, whisper, quiet laugh behind your back every time you thought you were being alone. You could even hear someone's footsteps behind your back, and it made you so scared you were running the whole way to your room.

It was horrible. The worst thing was that you didn’t even know whom to talk about that because local student advisor took your words very skeptically. In his eyes, you were just a silly girl who imagined every guy here wanted to sleep with her. While he promised you to do something about the stolen things, you knew you could expect nothing of him.

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662 notes • Posted 2021-07-11 01:06:36 GMT

Mating Rituals

Pairing: orc!Steve Rogers x reader

Warnings: slight dubcon, size kink, breeding, talk of pregnancy, usual orc filth.

Words: 1381.

Summary: Meeting an orc male deep in the woods, you realize it's orc mating season, but it's too late to run now.

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"I'm gonna fuck you, woman," he let out a low growl in your ear, pinning your body to the ground with his, and you felt his boner right above your ass cheeks when you squirmed beneath him, knowing you couldn't escape.

Oh, these orcs and their damn mating season. You had no idea there was an orc village in the area, walking in the forest carefree when a huge male spotted you eating cranberries, their sweet juice painting your lips. Of course, he needed just a couple of seconds to trap you beneath him, his large palm on your neck as he held you close, breathing heavily in your ear, his thick cock rubbing through the fabric of his pants against your ass and making you realize you're so fucked. Shit, mating with orc meant he'd fuck your pussy till it took the form of his monstrous cock. Of course, he was going to cum his brains out, and you could do nothing but be his little supple mate.

"Ever got fucked by an orc?" He chuckled, baring your skin and licking a long stripe along your cheek, his hand already in your pants.

"N-no," you mewled before he kissed you, turning your head to him and filling your mouth with his thick, huge tongue. "Mmmhm..."

Oh, shit, did all orcs kiss so well? Your pussy was already wet when he started fingering you, his fat, calloused fingers spreading your tender folds and shamelessly rubbing against your entrance.

When he bared his own flesh, you felt his cock was much thicker than any human male's you had ever seen. Fuuuuck, it was too much for your sweet pussy to take. If he was gonna fuck you, your cute little hole gonna start gaping, waiting to be filled with a monster cock again.

"Wait," you murmured against his lips, trying to move. "W-wait a second."

He growled again, pinning you to the ground harder and making you squeak, but you quickly reached out to kiss him, allowing him to dominate you again, and the orc relaxed a little, his burly arms no longer hurting you.

"Just let me show you," you whispered, kissing him on the lips, giving him puppy eyes so he'd listen to you, "please. It's gonna feel good."

Exhaling loudly, the orc let you move, and you quickly rolled him over, straddling his hips, finally getting to see him fully. Oh, he looked almost pretty by your human standards, his disheveled hair of a nice warm golden shade, his eyes dark blue, deep as an ocean. He was an orc warrior, his beefy body littered with scars, a war paint on his left shoulder. And, shit, he was so, so big, his balls heavy with seed he was gonna fill you with, making you take his cum until your belly was bulging as if you were pregnant.

"Just like this," you licked your lips impatiently, touching the bottom of your belly with your hand and casting a spell, your fingers glowing pink.

Now you could take him better. Watching an amused orc's face, you got up a little, lining him with your entrance, feeling his already leaking dickhead, and slowly got down, your soaked pussy sheathing his monstrous cock inside, a bulge quickly forming in your belly the lower you got. Shit, shit, shit, he was so big, so big, his dickhead was already kissing your womb, but you didn't took him all yet...

"Fuuuuck," he breathed out, throwing his head back.

You let out a loud moan in return, taking your time to fully accommodate his cock inside you, looking at your bulging belly with arousal and shame. The spell made you pussy way more supple to take a monster cock like that, and all you felt now was intense pleasure. Shit, if only you knew orc cocks were so good, you'd come and find this place a long time ago.

Slowly starting bouncing on top of him, you were already on edge, your sweet little cunt sucking his fat cock in, squeezing it so tight the orc was groaning beneath you, clearly unsatisfied with your pace but giving you time to adjust to his length. You thought it made him feel proud seeing you fucking yourself on his cock with your eyes closed. You were openly admitting you liked mating with him.

Shiiiit, your eyes were rolling inside your skull from pleasure, and started cumming in less than a minute after your pussy took him all, almost blacking out from pleasure. It was just too good, him filling you up so nice his balls were slapping against your ass when you bounced on top of him, your arms on his deliciously strong, muscular hips. When you came around, you were already beneath him again - he put you in a mating press position, undoubtedly, to make sure all his cum was gonna stay inside your womb, and was fucking you like crazy, his pace so fast you did nothing but moan like a cheap slut beneath your orc. Damn, was he one of those orcs who would let a woman go after mating with her? Or did he belong to those who dragged her to his house and mate with her till she gave birth to his kids? Naturally, no women left after that, getting married to their orcs and forming a family. You heard they were constantly pregnant because their orc husbands were insatiable, cumming in them whenever they wanted to get a good fuck. Was the same gonna happen to you? Were you to become an orc's bedwarmer and bear him kids all the time? Fuck, it didn't sound too bad, you thought as you felt the head of his cock pressed right against your g-spot, making you cum again. An image of you, heavily pregnant, living in an orc's house, suddenly looked so sweet to you that you kissed your monster mate, licking his tongue like a kitten.

"What's your name?" He asked you suddenly, thrusting so hard it nearly made you scream, and you put your arms around his wide shoulders, searching for comfort.

Blurting out your name before you were moaning again, you saw the orc grinning at you, his arms on the ground by the both sides of your head, trapping you beneath him.

"What about we call our baby girl like that?" He said and then kissed you, picking up the pace to fuck you relentlessly, so all you heard was the sound of his cock ramming inside your pussy and his balls slapping your wet, slick with juices skin.

Oh, he was one of those orcs who took their mate with them. Shit, you were unlucky. You'd have to stop travelling and settle down here with your monster mate. But it wasn’t that bad, was it? Getting fucked raw with a cock like his every day... Yeah, you were gonna be pregnant all the fucking time, and you'd love it.

"I wanna have ten kids, at least," the orc groaned as you squeezed him, hard. "But if I knock you up each time after you give birth, that's even better. What do you say?"

You couldn't say anything even if you want to, your tongue finally giving out as you cum again, pleasure running the course of your body, leaving your head completely blank. The best you could do was to mumble something and open your mouth so he'd fill it with his big, fat tongue again. Apparently, it was good enough answer for your orc, and he kissed you fervently, squeezing your thighs with his hands. His hot, sticky cum finally started painting your insides as he growled like an animal, rutting deep inside you.

It took you a moment to get back to your senses, but it didn’t matter since an orc just kept fucking you, clearly unsatisfied with just one orgasm. His balls were still heavy, and until he fucked the shit out of you, he wasn't going to stop.

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Soft and Supple

Pairing: wolf!Bucky Barnes x bunny!reader

Warnings: dubcon, breeding, some a/b/o references, dirty talk, degradation.

Words: 1317.

Summary: The Big Bad Wolf was going to get you this time.

P.S. Please don't even ask me why 😩😩

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“Where are you going, baby?”

You could feel him hovering over you from behind, his arms getting restless as he cupped your breasts, breathing in your neck - you could feel the airy touch of his lips on your gentle skin. That cocky bastard had the audacity to fondle you in broad daylight like some pervert! Desperately trying to get away from Bucky, a wolf living in the forest close to the market where you were heading to buy some food, you squirmed when he turned your head towards him to give you a heated kiss, silencing your protests.

If a stranger saw you, they would call for help, but you knew it was useless: first, no one would hear you deep in the woods; second, it wasn’t the first time Bucky was doing that to you, but he had never gone further from there, usually slapping your ass and letting you run away as fast as you could, mocking you with his whistling or yelling something dirty. It looked insane, but you felt it was his way to communicate - in the end, he was a wolf, and you were born a little, weak bunny. His instincts kicked in every time he saw you.

“I’m... I’m not y-your baby.” you mewled when he finally let go of your lips, grinning at you like a predator willing to play with its prey. “You have to stop it! We’re n-not some savages.”

“Yeah? Would you like me to eat you like a Big Bag Wolf should, baby?” his breath was warming your long bunny ear, and you giggled, unable to hide your reaction from him. “Don’t tell me you don’t wanna fuck, bunny girl. You’ve been wagging that sweet fluffy tail in front of me the whole time like a slut.”

Oh, he was really getting riled up today, you thought and glanced back at him, shaking a little: while he would manhandle you every time you passed through this part of the forest, Bucky had never forced you to have sex with him. It looked like he was barely holding on today, his long rock-hard cock rubbing against your ass.

“Bucky, please. I was just passing by.” You muttered when he lowered his lips to your neck, his sharp teeth scraping it a little and drawing a pained sigh from you.

Shit, his hand was quickly travelling down your stomach: he cupped your pussy through the fabric of your shorts, leaving a hungry kiss on your neck and making you shiver with want, your hormones raging, making it even harder to resist him. Nonono, you couldn’t do it, you couldn’t submit to that damn cocky wolf who had been harassing you for months and was really going to rape you this time. You had to get out and report him, make police issue a restriction order or something, anything to keep Bucky away...

“There are lots of paths through the forest, but every time you come to my house like a girl who can’t help herself, knowing what’s gonna happen.”

He already had you pinned against the wall, your basket dropped somewhere to the ground, but you could barely focus when the wolf grabbed your ears, pinching them between his calloused fingers and making you squirm like a pathetic little bunny you were. It’s your weak spot, those damn soft, overly sensitive ears Bucky kept massaging with his thumb, making your knees tremble. Shit, shit, shit, it’s so good when he’s doing that, it’s so good your pussy got wet in a couple of seconds.

“I’ve heard pretty bunnies like you can cum real hard from just a small tickling of their ears. That’s true, baby? You gonna cum for me?” He tainted you, his lips ghosting over yours when he stared you in the eyes, watching you giving him a cute little sob, your lower lip quivering.

You wanted to tell him to leave you alone, let you go and never do this again to you, but you couldn’t, you couldn’t say anything but mewl when he stroked your soft, fluffy ears, his rough hands playing with them so good it turned off your brain, your juices leaking to the point Bucky could see the stains on your shorts, getting hungry for more. He then massaged them harder, pressing his thumbs to the inner part of your long ears, punching them with his fingers, crumpling their ends until you let out a high-pitched moan all of a sudden and started cumming right in front of him, your eyes rolling back into your skull when you opened your mouth, showing the wolf your little bunny tongue.

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return-of-a-space-cowboy · 3 years

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IFJAJHWJJF OKAY ONAY ONAY HI I JUST SAW YOUR POSTS PLESE WRITE YANDERE ORC STUFF NO ONE DOES FHANKZKA IM SO EXCITED

Hello my fellow orc loving anon, I hope you enjoy the food, Smutty second course will be on it's way (at some stage). Also since you let me choose I had to pick Risotto.

Of monsters and men

(yandere orc Risotto x female reader)

For generations your family had established peace between your village and the clan of monsters that ruled the land. In exchange for part of your village's crops they would spare you all from rampage.

Everything seemed like a nightmare as you saw the same clan betray centuries of trust. Houses were on fire, men were mutilated and women were forced upon. It all made you sick to the stomach to watch as you ran in the scanty outfit you had to wear. Today was meant to be the day where the village and clan would indulge in festivities, yet it was all chaos instead.

Tears threatened to spill as your dreams of following in your family's steps broke like porcelain. You looked to your side as you heard the wails and screams of young children being forced into a cage like vermin by two ogres. You stood by and watched. Part of your mind telling you to keep running but the other half wanted to save the poor children.

You sighed as you ran towards them and grabbed a nearby pitchfork and hit one of them with the hilt, knocking them out for sure before hitting the other.

"You have to get out of here kids!" You ordered them.

'but I can't find my parents" one of the young girls cried. A frown formed on your lips, you felt so bad for them.

"I know, but you can't stay… your parents would want you to be safe" you explained as you kneeled down and scruffed up her silken hair, trying your best not to cry.

"Do it for your family's sake" you continued.

"Will you come with us lady (Y/n)?" Another asked.

"I can't… as a member of the noble family I have to try and figure out a way to fix this" you explained. You had hoped that maybe your father was already talking to the clan leader, coming up with a solution to the issue.

You helped guide all the children to the edge of the village with the pitchfork you had used to knock out the ogres firmly in your hand before something delivered a low sweep. You fell to the ground and watched them all scream and scatter into the dark forest as something pulled you back.

You were yanked up by the arm and forced to confront your captor as their long forked tongue slid up your neck, leaving a trail of saliva and venom that burned your skin like acid.

"You're a rather feisty lady" a seductive tone hissed as a scaly tail that glimmered like obsidian wrapped around your lower body. Stray locks of lavender coloured hair came into view as the male leaned into you.

"You smell so fertile… I expected nothing less of a noble" he chuckled before turning you around so you could finally see him. A tall Naga with an asymmetric bob, bearing his long fangs.

Your blood froze as you realised the gravity of your current situation. Your heart pounded inside of your chest, threatening to explode any minute.

"What… whatever you intend to do with me… please make it quick" you plead though your shaky breath as you squeeze your eyes shut.

The Naga reacted with a cruel laugh as he watched you squirm in his tails tight grip. Almost prideful of the fear he was inducing.

"Oh I don't intend to do anything with you, but I can't say the same about our ruler" he chuckled.

Your eyes lit up a little, you could try to negotiate with him to leave the village and return to prior times. Yet your stomach also twisted in fear, you had no idea who the ruler of the monster clan was. No human dared to speak of him, not even your father.

"Please take me to him, maybe we could come to some agreement!" You please.

The lavender Naga laughed before leaning in towards your face. His long, forked tongue feathering over your cheek.

"The perfume of fear is intoxicating, Lord Nero could smell it from a mile away" his comments made the hairs on your neck stand.

"But if you are so insistent, then I can only let you try" he continued, his words dripping in sweet venom.

"Yes I do want to go!" You almost yelled.

"Oh so eager, I can't refuse to that" he chuckled as his form wrapped around you more before tightening his grip on you till you couldn't breath. His long body slivered over ground with ease as he deprived you of oxygen. You coughed and weezed as your vision impaired. Your neck hung loosely like an old doll as your limbs starved. Shortly darkness fades in and out of your vision as you struggle to stay conscious.

You closed your eyes and when they opened once more you were in your house. It had been trashed beyond belief, like someone had been searching for something.

Finally the Naga let you go and let you drop to the floor. You took a few deep breaths as you got to your hands and knees. You knew something was hovering above you but you couldn't bring yourself to look up at whoever it was.

"Melone, you can leave now" a deep voice ordered. The Nagas named Melone slivered back before leaving you with whoever the voice belonged to.

"(Y/n)" the male said your name, a sweet and soothing tone on the edge of the previously gravely tone.

"How do you know my name?" You finally asked as you looked. Your blood went cold as you finally saw the large pale orc in front of you. You swallowed your saliva as you studied the intimidating monster's features.

Short hair as white as fresh snow, ruby eyes amongst jet black sclera and a single tusk protruding from his lower jaw. He was extremely tall, even for an orc, his chest broad and exposed with a black leather straps decorated with various jewels. To put it simply, he was an orc of a high class and ruling over a clan of various monsters further proved his status as a ruler.

"I saw a few photographs of you over the years. However your father never spoke of you, so I had to find out more about you myself" he explained. You remained quiet towards the creature.

"Quiet are we? I thought you would have tried to say a few words at least after attacking two members of my army" He muttered before kneeling down.

"I came here to make a deal with you, in exchange I want you to stop this attack" you responded.

"Well I doubt your father is going to repay his debts" he said before pulling you up.

"What are you talking about? We had our taxes raised numerous times because of your demands!" You hissed as you pulled your arm out of his grasp.

The orc gave you a stern look before his features softened.

"Well I was told that there was little money amongst the town, I was kind enough to ask him for alternative payments" he explained.

"He's been paying me almost nothing for the past two years" he continued.

You looked at the orc, trying to figure out if he was lying or not but deep in your heart you could tell he wasn't trying to trick you, he had no reason to.

"Perhaps we can end this conflict now and I can repay you the debt" you suggested.

"I'm not going to just let this brush off so easily, I want a payment now!" he responded with slight anger in his tone.

"I'm sure I can talk this out with my father-" you were saying however the albino orc quickly interjected.

"Do you not realise that your father had abandoned this town" he mentioned.

"No he wouldn't, I don't believe it!" you argued.

"Well read these for yourself" he replied as he grabbed several notes from one of the pockets of his striped pants.

"I found these in your father's quarters" he explained as he handed them to you.

You read only one of them before you dropped them all on the floor. I was undoubtedly your father's hand writing, such a scandalous conversation between him and a woman who was obviously taking him for his money. You were in absolute shock, he had left you all to die.

"Surely I can offer some form of payment here, give me a chance" you begged.

"I doubt it, I've looked everywhere and there is nothing" he replied.

“However if you really want to save this town so badly, I think I could reach an agreement.” he mentioned trying to hide the lust in his eyes.

“State your terms” you stated.

“Eager” he responded.

“Well… I will stop this attack and our clan will leave your village in peace but I have one requirement, I want you” he explained before grabbing your hip.

#yandere jjba #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #halloween au #fantasy au #risotto x reader #risotto nero #yandere risotto

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tomurasprincess · 3 years

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WIP and Request List

Here is my absolutely crazy idea to make a full list of my inbox, WIPs, and upcoming fics. This was part of “Operation: Clean Mari’s Inbox Out 2021.”

Mostly everything left in my inbox should be on here, although I may have missed a few things. Please see my Rules and FAQ page if you have any questions on how I answer asks/why an ask hasn’t been answered or isn’t on here.

Under the cut so it can be updated occasionally.

Updated: July 25th, 2021

Fics

☆彡 Toji Fic

☆彡 Naoya Fic

Series

Upcoming Thirst Posts/Drabbles/Possible Fics

☆彡 Yandere Ghost Hawks

☆彡 Mermaid Bakugou who wants to make human reader into a siren so that she can be his mate.dsfasdfsdfsd

☆彡 Among Us AU: Kirishima as imposter with a married reader, kills off reader’s husband so that they can get reader instead.

☆彡 Bully Hawks and Dabi cornering reader at a party

☆彡 Manipulative marriage counselor Shouto convincing patient to leave her husband and be with him instead.

☆彡 Reader is part of a cult of All for One who runs away, only to be found years later

☆彡 Mr. Compress training pro-hero reader and showing her off on stream once he’s broken her

☆彡 LoV forces Aizawa to fuck a former student on camera.

☆彡 Bakugou getting caught fucking his little sister and simply continuing.

☆彡 Omega who hasn’t presented yet, until her bully corners her and she goes into heat.

☆彡 Overhaul taking advantage of his quirk to trap you with him

☆彡 Overhaul punishing a cute assistant who finds him getting himself off

☆彡 Incubus Dabi corruption kink with Shouto and his twin sister.

☆彡 Overhaul punishing reader for being an undercover agent

☆彡 Kirishima being obsessed with Bakugou and his little sister

☆彡 Being left as a present for Overhaul to pay off a debt

☆彡 Kirishima having an unrequited crush on Bakugou’s sister, goes delusional and fucks her anyway

☆彡 Half goblin Shigaraki, reader accidentally gets lost in the forest. Goblin Shigaraki decides he wants to keep her and pulls her into his cave to fuck her.

☆彡 Forest God Shigaraki who leads reader off the path in the forest and uses his aphrodisiac powers to fuck reader and beg to be bred by him

☆彡 Fantasy AU where reader is a creature that needs her pelt to transform, gets her pelt stolen by Shouto, Kirishima, or someone else who forces her to be their wife.

☆彡 Fox hybrid Shigaraki who goes into a rut and breeds you

☆彡 Peppered Moth Shigaraki finding a land inspector and making her his mate

☆彡 Shinsou’s daughter is a camgirl and he watches the streams

☆彡 Vestal virgin reader with god Dabi or Shigaraki

☆彡 Dadzawa helping his daughter through her heat

☆彡 Minor goddess reader of purity being blackmailed by another god into sleeping with them

☆彡 Aizawa somnophilia with his daughter and Hizashi

☆彡 Orc Kirishima having reader strapped to his chest as you cockwarm him

☆彡 More Giran’s daughter lewd

☆彡 Sleep paralysis demon Aizawa

☆彡 Yandere demon Dabi fucking reader who summons him

☆彡 Sea witch Dabi

☆彡 Reader sneaking into daddy Enji’s room every night

☆彡 Shigaraki fucking Aizawa’s girlfriend

☆彡 Kirishima and his little sister

☆彡 Vlad King

☆彡 Bakugou turning his rival from an alpha into an omega and fucking her

☆彡 Vampire Shigaraki

☆彡 Sequel to secret admirer Kiri incest

JJK Requests

☆彡 Yandere Gojo stalking reader until he sees someone touching his darling, kills the person and fucks reader right there around the body.

☆彡 Itadori falls in love with reader and Sukuna takes over to fuck her

☆彡 Gojo kidnapping his darling and breeding her

☆彡 Sukuna takes over Yuuji and fucks reader who has a hard time resisting because she had a crush on Yuuji

☆彡 Angel Yuuji and Demon Sukuna, fucking reader in a competition to get reader to side with heaven or hell

☆彡 A/B/O verse, Sukuna takes over Yuuji and fucks Yuuji’s little sister.

☆彡 Reader is a weaker curse who accidentally gets eaten by Yuuji, ends up in Sukuna’s domain and gets punished for being there

☆彡 Stuck in a wall with Gojo

☆彡 Toji and Gojo threesome

☆彡 Sukuna corruption kink with Yuuji and his little sister

☆彡 Himbo Yuuji not knowing that Sukuna fucks his darling every night

☆彡 Gojo using curse techniques to pleasure reader

☆彡 Sukuna bribing reader with letting Itadori go if she fucks him

☆彡 Gojo and Nanami tag teaming their underling

☆彡 Inumaki using his cursed speech on reader

☆彡 Mahito monster fucking

☆彡 Sugar daddy Gojo

☆彡 Big brother Sukuna getting jealous of his little sister flirting with someone else

☆彡 Yuuji and Megumi drugging Yuuji’s little sister with an aphrodisiac

☆彡 Big brother Inumaki using his cursed speech as an aphrodisiac on his sister

☆彡 Nanami fucking his kid’s babysister and breeding her

☆彡 Nanami fucking you on your period

☆彡 Naoya punishing you for refusing to do chores

#mari muses #masterlist #wip list #work in progress #wip masterlist #tw: noncon #tw: dubcon #tw:incest

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pomdoeshisbest · 2 years

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Requests: open (testing)

Requests: None yet

RULES:

🖤Be respectful! I'm doing this for fun!

🖤I will not take requests from blank blogs, fem aligned or minors.

🖤Blank blogs, Fem aligned and minors that follow this account will be blocked. If you want to talk, head to my social blog.

🖤If I refuse to do a request, I will message you privately and say why.

🖤I will only write characters as 24 and up. 24 is when the brain has fully developed and is where I'm comfortable starting from. Any character that I write that is not that age in cannon will be aged up in my writing.

🖤Please always give me your pronouns so I can address you properly. Also, always give what pronouns the y/n in your request should have.

Characters I'm currently interested in writing for:

BNHA:

🥦Deku aka Midoriya Izuku

⚡️Kaminari Denki

🪨Kirishima Eijiro

🗝Tokoyami Fumikage

🦅Hawks aka Keigo Takami

👾Amajiki Tamaki

🌃Aizawa Shouta

❄️🔥Todoroki Shouto

My OCs:

🪴Alchy, 28, tired and introverted half elf herbalist and drugstore owner. Passive vigilante. (xe/xer)

📈Urgbluk Skullcrush, 33, straight laced Orc accountant. Stressed and romantically dense. (he/him)

🩸Rowan/Yarrow, 24, reckless and delusional Human serial killer. Believes he is just. (he/they)

What I will write:

*Some NSFW (ask)

*Fluff

*Angst

*Yandere (soft only)

*Kinks not on my no list

*Some dark themes (ask)

*Headcannons

*Character x reader

*X Male

*X Trans/Male

*X Non-binary

*Platonic x reader

*Poly

*AUs (ask)

What I won't write:

*Female or female aligned reader

*Pregnancy (will do talk of breeding, but will not write anyone as being pregnant)

*Excessive gore (only applies to character be written for and reader. others in the request may be considered)

*Pedophilia

*Fetishized stuff (depends. ask)

*Anything related to human waste. NO.

*Graphic descriptions of saliva or spit play. (Just can't do it)

*Alpha/Beta/Omega Universe

I only write characters I can get into. If the character you're looking for isn't on the list, feel free to ask! Just respect my right to refuse!

Send you favorite emoji and song in your request so I know you read my rules! 🖤

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luxury-leeches · 4 years

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Vampiric admirer

“Hi! Could I ask for a headcanon or image where there is a vampire rocker (like a bad boy) with a s/o who is a cute, shy, half gothic and with girl [(who doesn’t like being close to him because of his negative energy but he tries at any cost to approach her?) Like a sofy yandere]? Thank you so much for your attention and have a great day/ afternoon/ light - strange nameless”

I tried my best, so hopefully it’s fine! I don’t know much about witchcraft or paganism so if I did something wrong please let me know for future reference! If you want me to change anything or make a part two please let me know, strange nameless!

Word Count: 1,671

You loved this cafe, you’ve been going here ever since you were small. Your parents were part of a coven and they met here every Thursday for lunch. But that was years ago, your parents have moved with the coven and thus, you couldn’t part. The cafe baristas knew your name, a tiefling named Axel, a gnoll named Sebastion, and an Orc named Jackson. The cafe was owned by a wonderful couple that once used to be apart of your previous coven and even had a small store within that held all an aspiring witch could want. It did quite well, what with all the foot traffic the city provided but you still went every day.

But, that was until he showed up. A few months ago a new band had shown up, made up of monster all alike, you didn’t really pay them any mind since they played hard rock and beyond what most people thought, you mainly listened to lofi playlists, indie rock, pop, and alt music but even you could admit, they weren’t bad. But that’s not what made you stop going to the cafe, oh no. It was a vampire named Matthew but he insisted people call him Eri.

Now you first met Eri when his band had shown up at the gothic cafe, and started making a ruckus. You didn’t pay them any mind until Axel said something. “Could they be any louder?” they chuckled as they took a sip from their latte, his long hair swinging ever so slightly as they leaned over the counter in front of you, a smirk brought upon their lips as their eyes looked beyond your frame. You set your book down in front of you as you looked over your shoulder at the group that was hooting and hollering in the cafe, annoying people around them obviously.

There were 5 of them, a naga, an oni, a mothman, an elf, and a vampire. The naga was a piebald from what you could tell, he was also a type of python but you couldn’t say, his skin decent darkness but the lightness of an everyday latte, their tail different shades of greys and the lightest of pink even an artist couldn’t imagine, had a sleeve of tattoos on both arms made up of different combined designs, hair longer than their human torso and white as snow, with two piercing green eyes to match. The oni was beautiful with skin a soft bluish-purple, piercing pink eyes all three of them, arms muscular with a few what looked like tribal tattoos colored black, hair fuffed out and jutting in all different directions with a few strands dyed blue, and his teeth jutting outwards that looked like they could poke an eye out of he wasn’t careful. The elf was just as beautiful if not more than the oni, their skin was an opalescent white, hair in a messy bun that was a wonderful lavender, long ears pierced to with all types of styles with mainly large gauges, sapphire blue eyes, and fingers with small delicate looking rings. The mothman was giant, brooding shoulders, fur, and wings a dark blue, fluffy antenna sitting atop their head, and bright unsaturated red littered throughout his fur and the tip of their wings, with black eyes the darkest of coal. The vampire? Now he was interesting

There was something about him, maybe his perfectly tanned skin? Was it his unusual green eyes for a vampire? His large canines that only barely jutted out of his lips? Was it the piercing that littered his eyes and some of the skin? Maybe his shaved sides and short fluffy red mohawk? The black ripped sleeved vest that was littered in patches that barely covered his decently muscular arms? Or maybe it was his negative energy he secreted like sap from a tree.

You hummed slightly as you turned back towards Axel who held a devilish glint in his eyes. “Whatcha think of them?” He hummed out as he pulled his apron up and tied it around himself. “Annoying.” You mumbled as you took a sip of your lavender and chamomile tea from your cup. “I think I’m gonna go home,” You said as jumped out of your bar stool, your knee-length black skater skirt switching slightly with the movement. You grabbed your dull gray cardigan from the back of the chair and pulled it on, pulling your satchel on but not before you put your book back within. You didn’t notice the vampire boy approaching you until you went to reach for your drink, only for it to be grabbed by a dull nailed hand. “What kind of drink is this?” He said begrudgingly as he sniffed it then took a swig only to spit it out. You already hated him, his negative energy, his loudness, and he’s gone and ruined your tea!

You glared at him slightly as you took a few steps back and went towards the cash register to order another tea. “H-hey! Why’d you walk away from me, I was only joking around!” he said nervously chuckling as he walked after you and stood beside you, hands on his hips as he looked down at you with a smile. You simply ignored him bringing your arms close to you, gripping your satchel close, and whispered your order into Jackson's ear your shyness taking over. You waited awkwardly for your drink and as soon as it was ready, you sprinted out of there never to be seen for months.

Any time you went out he was there, whether he was with his bandmates or not, you always seemed to run into each other uncomfortably. He was relentless with trying to get you to talk to him, his negative energy shrouding him and strangling you slowly anytime he stood near you for over five minutes. You being a meek little thing could hardly spit a few words out near him, not like you wanted to, but sometimes he caught you while you were talking to a friend or ordering something.

But one day, while it was storming, there was a knock at your door. You peaked out of the closed curtains behind the couch you sat upon, but it was too dark to see who was out there. Thinking it may have been a friend of yours, you got up from your couch and opened the door. There before you was a shivering Eri, hair wet, and a shaking smile on his face. “Hey, lil bit!” He said, but you closed the door on him spooked. “Wait Wait! I just want to talk!” He yelled out as he banged again your door some more. After about five minutes of consistent knocking, you finally gave in.

You didn’t say anything as you stepped to the side and opened the door towards him. He stood there a shocked expression for a second before he ran inside, while you were just about to change your mind as well. Closing the door you turned to him. “Why are you here?” you mumbled as you walked past him to grab a towel from the hallway closet. “What? I can’t say hi to my favorite lil human?” You held the towel back out to him, with him accepting it with a smirk on his lips. You peered at him with a face that said ‘Are you serious?’ causing him to chuckle slightly. “Okay okay, just don’t gimme that look sugar.” He threw the now damp towel on the floor as he walked closer to your form. With every step forward, you took two back slowly backing yourself against a wall.

“I just wanna talk.” He said again as he stood in front of you, his figure towering over you, with his hands planted against your hips. “You’re a tough lil thing to find, sugar! You had me running all over this huge city just to find your lil self, ain’t that right?” You nodded slightly as wiggle around slightly, both out of embarrassment and of nervousness. “Wh-what about it?” you asked as you peered any place but his face. You gasped slightly as his breath hit your neck. “My my my, you smell absolutely divine, sugar.” You whimpered slightly as he rubbed his nose against the crevice between your shoulder and your neck, your hands gripping his damp shirt.

“I just wanna know why you’ve been avoiding me, sugar. Every time I try to talk to ya, get to know ya, ya leave me high and dry! Why is that, lil bit?” You shook like a leaf in the autumn breeze as he scrapped his canines against your neck, humming slightly. “Y-you scare me,” you barely squeaked out as he picked you up and carried you back to the couch, setting you down and sitting right beside you. “I scare you? How do I scare, lil bit?” He chuckled at your scared expression. “I-I’m not...sure but-but you scare me.” He groaned in distaste as he leaned against the back of the couch, his back popping loudly in return. “Well, I’m sorry I scare you, sugar. I’m just trying to get to know ya, I swear.”

“Well, you kept following me around like like a stalker!” You said scooting away from him causing him to peer at you with his hands behind his head. “Well, tell me how to make it up to you, sugar. I could take you back to the cafe, you haven’t been back there for a while, yeah? Your friends miss you, they keep blaming me for your disappearance and it’s kind of annoying honestly.” You sat there for a while, trying to figure out all outcomes. You signed softly and you peered up at him through your eyelashes while your hands fiddled with your fingers nervously. “If it’ll get you to leave me alone...”

He smirked as he stood up and walked towards your door and opening it, looking over his shoulder at you. “It’s a date, lil bit.” And with that, he walked out.

I have no idea where I was going with this so please forgive me! Requests are open!!!

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