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heartfullofleeches · 2 months
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C.C [Yan Incubus]: So you really think that girl is prettier than me?!
Timid Darling: wha- huh?
C.C: Don't trying to deny it! I was walking by your window as I do every night and I heard you talking all about her. Who is she? I swear I'll break her pretty little neck-
Timid Darling: Oh... Oh! You're talking about her.....
[Darling pulls a doll out of their bag]
Timid Darling: I bought her for you, actually - but she's so cute I couldn't keep my eyes off her when she came. Here you go-
C.C: [fanning his eyes as he sobs] I'm so glad my sis talked me out of going through your contacts and making a hit list..
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yandere-kokeshi · 7 months
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Pairing: Yandere Succubus! Soap x female reader
Warnings: yandere behavior, doggy style position, creampie (hinted at multiple), possessiveness, mentions of masturbation, inferred voyeurism, mention of blood, implied hypnotism, and that is all.
@ladyxtiger // IS NOT CHECKED FOR MISTAKES! SORRY :(!
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It’s too much — his sharp hands with dagger claws, gripping at your waist and the ownership growls in your ear, how close your body is to his, it’s all too much.
You whimper out, feeling his hot yet long tongue, the thick muscle of his dragging against the of your bottom jaw from behind.
Crying out, you dug yourself further and bit into the pillow, hands scuffing the fabric between your sweaty hands; feeling his thick cock sliding through your cum-soaked folds, before nudging his hard tip back inside for the nth time.
“Don't hide yer moans, lemme’ hear ‘em” Johnny purred in your ear, licking the shell of it before pushing deeper into your soaked cunt.
To say you felt full was an understatement. Everything, including your pussy, was pulsing with heat and unfulfilled lust — the prior orgasms finally catching up with you, and your nerves becoming overstimulated.
You never meant to find Johnny, your hot and of a gentleman neighbor, to be a damn succubus. You would’ve never thought so, but you had suspicions. Whenever you were near him, his eyes always had a glow, a vicious pink, especially at night. And let’s not forget about how every other night, he brought new girls home, their moans, and his heavy balls slapping against their slippery pussy could be heard from the thinned walls beside your bed.
Of course, you couldn’t help yourself. Fingering yourself, moaning his name at your imaginative brain whilst palming your needy breasts. And yet, his eyes always seemed brighter the next day when you saw him.
But, when a few days, turned into a full week of not seeing your hot neighbor — you got worried. But soon found, when you unlocked his apartment door, rushing into his bedroom to find him fucking a pocket pussy; moaning your name as his devilish tail was swirling against his thick thigh.
His horns were long and curving, his fangs and long tongue were of a curse — the slitted eyes, once bright blue, now glowing a pink of hypnosis. Promises he’d treat you well, better than your damn fingers, and toys.
And that’s where it led you: stomach down, legs forced apart to show your puffy cunt, and the tightening tail of his that was wrapped around your lower thigh.
It burned. But the need for satisfaction was burning more.
“Such a good girl f’r me, so pretty,” he panted out, his thickening breath breathing on the side of your cheek. Oh, G-d, he was addictive.
You scream as he speeds his pace, balls slapping against your cunt as you let out a choked moan, jolting forward, face-first into the soft bed.
“Hnggg, no,” you whine, barely able to catch your breath.
The pressure is building up inside of you too quickly, making you squirm. But his claws help your hips in place, groaning whilst making his cock throb from your tightening cavern; warm walls trying to suck him deeper, to keep him seated inside your heat as he slid back out before going back in.
The pressure was too much, and you squeal as clear liquid gushes out, squirting all against Johnny, who releases a cocky chuckle; “Guess yer’ jus’ as obsessed, Bonnie, huh?”
The only sound that came out of you was a defeated whine as you felt yourself getting closer to the edge yet again. He could feel it, and he was relishing the feeling of your cramping walls.
You have no idea how long Soap has been pounding into your sopping pussy, and you’ve lost count of the number of orgasms he’s wrung out of your exhausted (and used) body. You’re tired, sweaty, and a complete mess with suffocating heat along your body.
But, he’s not done with you — not even close.
“Your coworker… fuck—!” he curses, putting his mouth on your neck before sucking in a few hickies, “Hated his smell on you, gghmg—” his words trail off into a moan. At last, your nth orgasm hit you like a train, and you scream in pure bliss; seeing white as your ears vibrated.
Johnny reached down to grind his thumb against your clit, lengthening your orgasm until tears are running down your face.
“Such a Bonnie, all f’r me. It's all fr’me, and I ain’t sharin’,”
You nod, not taking his words into consideration as you were whimpering out — his devil tail tightening around your aching muscle before speeding up. You feel Johnny begin to twitch inside of you, and his fangs deepen its affection into your already-bloody-stained neck.
“Jesus. Y’re gonna be the death o’ me!” and just as he said that, you felt hot ropes of cum coating your insides. It sends you into a drug induced frenzy, and you cum again — his love-filled pupils widening as you drench the bed below you.
You cum so much you think you lost consciousness for a few seconds, and when you finally open your eyes to look at the incubus, who is behind you, to find him smirking.
“I… tired,” you butchered out, brain short-circuiting.
He hummed, licking his lips as he heaved heavily, “Oh, M’ sorry baby. Guess I forgot to tell you about our promise, did I?”
You scrunched your eyebrows together at his statement, and his smirk only widened. He leaned in, his sweaty back resting against yours, and his tail tightening, and it sent shivers down your spine as his breath echoed against your ear.
“I ain’t stoppin’ till you drench of my scent, you little Minx.”
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yanderemommabean · 5 months
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Yandere Incubus/Succubus
Just not able to get enough of you and getting so addicted they simply can’t leave you alone. Your sleep paralysis turns from usual horrific scenarios to you being at the mercy of a wickedly skilled mouth and glowing eyes
-Mommabean
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2-dsimp · 20 days
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Hello 🌙 Anon here! I just wanted to say incubus is so adorable in your style! I just want to smother him in cuddles and kissed along with making him deserts and food! (Im a chef/baker and somehow this man in making me want to baby him and spoils him with food!)
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Hii 🌙anon o(≧v≦)o
The incubus loves to be pampered by his lovely Dreamie. He just can’t get enough of your attention on him. It could be due to his incubus genes but he just craves intimacy 24/7 in only the purest of ways.
Though caution is advised! Should you make it a habit to spoil him rotten. He may soon turn from a cute puppy into a feral dog. If by chance you happened to slack off off of lavishing him in hugs n kisses n cuddles.
He’ll immediately go into a relapse from his addiction for you and will stop at no lengths to get what he’s due. Even if it means draining every ounce of energy from you just to cuddle you all day long in your embrace.
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bunny-yan · 11 months
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Masterlist
Total written works: 58 not sure if i'm going to add the imagines or leave them as little treats for those who find themselves bored and decide to scroll through ;) Bully Friends Cyborg Warmth
Delinquent ~ Sax Savior Chase Headshot Fight Duke Different Second Son Fae ~ Aereon Runaway Headshot Names Gently
Fan ~ Harper Number One Secret Bedroom
Giant Heart Privacy Needs Storytime
Hacker & AI ~ ? & Eve Blocked Greetings First Meeting(?)
Hero ~ Tasman Selfish Dreams Fears Silent Treatment Fool Propose Desert Fix You
Incubus ~ Ambrose Sleep Stamina Wet Fever
King ~ Idris His Possession Fears Sane Sorry Your Highness Stockholm Positive Fiancéed
Priest Faith Picnic Prayer
Serial Killer ~ Ellis Saw Hugs Monster
Soldier ~ Winter Kidnapped Captive Headshot Notice
Stalker ~ Valentino Valentine's Day Headshot Careless Popular Greetings Mask
Telepath Ex
Sharing is Caring ~ Series Fears (Hero & King) Greetings (Hacker, AI & Stalker)
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yandere-writer-momo · 8 months
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Incubus habayama?👀
Happy Freaky Friday!
This man is the devil incarnate. He started to haunt your dreams and take you on wildly promiscuous adventures. His talented fingers tie silk ropes around you body in intricate knots like a naughty Christmas present.
Expect to be bent over every surface of his fantastical home as he edges you to the point of insanity. You’ll wake up once you finally come unraveled with tears steaming down your face. Your dream visitor was always nothing more than a dream…
But one day you wake up to a blood red rose on the pillow beside your head… perhaps he wasn’t just a figment of your imagination
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yxami · 9 months
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so, since the whole deal with Incubi is that they feed/live off of sex, I imagine Akira must've had quite a list of past hook-ups (all safely silenced with a NDA, ofc ♡)
but the moment you come into his life, is like everybody else lost their appeal. sure, he still has to sleep with others from time, but he no longer enjoys them as much as before. they're no longer as fulfilling. they're not you.
so, the second he finally has you, he's over the moon! finally, he won't have to go to anyone else, he can just have you! you won't let your poor little incubus suffer from lack of nourishment, will you? ♡
(ugh, the chokehold this man has on me. def one of my fav oc of yours)
He’s the type to beg and beg, saying that he prefers you! You were closer to him and he loved the special moments that the two of you shared. Of course he’d naturally drift to you and ignore all the rest of his roster that he used to find so much enjoyment from!
They were nothing compared to you now! You had to help him out right? He’s just so needy and desperate and look! You’re the only one he trusts, you’ll help him out right? Pretty please?
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mykinkyyandere · 2 years
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Okay what if Y/N has had enough of incubus Anakin teasing her and feeding off her energy? She gets all fiery and starts throwing things at him, even getting a good hit at one of his shoulders. She even tries to fight him off by using magic. How does Anakin react?
AO3
Warnings: Yandere, dark, incubus, smut, non-con
Being an incubus, Anakin likes you being fiery. Hot and rough sex, that's all he can think of. I don't think he will get angry, it's a fun game for him. After all, you can neither harm a powerful being like him nor keep him away from you.
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heartfullofleeches · 5 months
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C.C [Incubus Yan] and Bodyguard Reader
The horny simp levels would be off the charts
I imagine C.C first notices them as a bouncer at one of the clubs he frequently visits/djs for. Falls head over heels for Reader the night they apprehend a crazy fan seeking to hurt the devil for blocking them online. He could've take care of them on his own, but there's something about seeing a person choke slam someone attempting to take his life that really lights a fire in him. Offers to pay them triple whatever their former bosses were paying if they quit on spot. They'll be doing pretty much everything they did at their old job. Keeping a close eye on C.C, keeping him safe......washing his car in nothing but a tank top and shorts in the summer, moving his dresser just a little more to the right so he can get a good look at them bent over and sweaty, let him use their thights as a pillow....
Makes a point to give Reader their paycheck by tucking it in their back pocket just because he feels like it. If they ever want their yearly raise early the strip pole in his room is always ready and waiting. Sure, they're supposed to protect him, but if anyone puts a scratch on his human their entire bloodline has hell to pay. Unless their injuries are life threatening, he refuses to let them to go to the hospital as they have the perfect nurse right here.
C.C drools over this pour soul at every turn, but if anyone does the same he is fuming. Stalks his fan pages for any mentions of Reader, starting wars with random people on his alt accounts for their crimes. How dare they post/talk about Reader's ass online - that ass is his and the only pictures of ut should be in his phone.
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Fan: C.C, C.C!
C.C: Hey, babe! Want a picture?
Fan: Yes, but I was actually wondering if that person that follows you around is single? They helped me find my ring the other night and I wanted to thank them...
C.C: ...
C.C: Know what, why don't we go take that picture up on the roof? The lighting is super nice this time of night.
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C.C: Hey, love - got your paycheck here. Decided to try a different method this time around - no biggie
The method in question:
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yanderes-galore · 2 years
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Halloween ask with Yan medic with the blue medic S/O? f-2 and B-1?
Despite the fact it says Incubus, intimate actions are kept vague and are only hinted at.
Prompts Found Here
Yandere! RED! Medic Prompts F-2 and B-1
(Halloween Event - Incubus)
Pairing: Romantic
F-2: "They will never let us be together unless we make them."
B-1: "I'm going to engrave myself into your very being."
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Manipulation, Heavy implication of wanting intimacy, Flirting, Licking, Incubus, Harassment, Monster loving, Forced relationship implied, Typical Incubus things.
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"Why do you still fight against me?"
The demon in front of you snarls, eyes ablaze and claws gripping your table. His tail thrashes in frustration at you keeping your distance. You were the complete opposite of him...
Why wouldn't he taint you?
"You say excuse after excuse whenever I come to you! You say we're on different teams, you say you don't like me!"
The incubus stalks closer, narrowing his eyes.
"You said your team prevents us from finally giving into each other...."
"Give it up, demon, I will not succumb to you."
"Can you really be so sure, dear? Not many can refuse the presence of an incubus~"
"Then find someone else."
"I don't WANT someone else!"
The demon roars, walking behind you and tracing his claws along your back.
"I want you... just think about it."
Claws drift to your shoulder, his tail wrapping around your waist. He leans his head into your shoulder, a cheshire grin across his face. You feel yourself heat up but refuse to admit it.
"You could have everything. I could do whatever you wish with you... yet..."
He traces his claws from your shoulders to your front.
"They will never let us be together unless we make them."
"Cut it out!"
You scowl before removing yourself from his grip, the incubus frowning at the fact his charm didn't work.
"You're pretty tough to crack, BLU."
Ludwig, the name of the demon taunting you, refuses to leave you alone, however.
"I know you will at some point, all humans succumb to desire. It's such a hot feeling, pooling into places you wish it didn't. Like the cheeks, and the-"
"I'm going to stop you right there."
"You're no fun... embarrassed?"
"Uncomfortable."
"It's a start, I suppose."
You groan and try to ignore the incubus. You hated how he made you feel. He was getting to you, but you needed to stay strong.
"... I can smell you, y'know."
"What!?"
Ludwig grins again before darting to your side.
"Why, of course! Incubi can sense all the smells you humans give off. I know I'm breaking your shell, (Y/N)."
A gloved hand encases your own, you feel so small compared to him.
"Soon I'll have you laid down on that table, all ready for me..."
His other hand traces your cheek, bringing you closer to his fanged mouth.
"I'm going to engrave myself into your very being."
You push at him but he just brings a claw to your chest.
"I want to claim you as mine. You'll be so covered in my scent you'll never forget me."
His tongue licks at your skin and it feels like he's scalded you.
"Come on, feed me. You know you want to. I'm just starving for that sweet energy of yours...."
"Ow... no!"
You again release yourself from him to prevent yourself from being overwhelmed. Ludwig glares at you before sighing.
"Fine. Play hard to get. It won't change a thing."
He sits himself on a chair in your operating room, grinning.
"I'm not leaving. You're mine and you'll see that soon enough."
Ludwig's laugh chills you to the bone, the gaze he gives you with glowing orange eyes unnerves you.
"You're stuck with me. You might as well make the best of it, BLU~"
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2-dsimp · 9 days
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『YANDERE VISUAL NOVEL GAME WINNER IS URIEL THE INCUBUS』
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I’ve finally figured out how to make a Patreon so I can upload the game demo on itchio. So I’ll come back and leave the link down below once I’ve finished adding some minor details.
Haven’t came up with a name for the game so I’ll just have to ponder about it as I go ( ´▽` )ノ
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bunny-yan · 2 months
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Can we have more incubus yan, pretty please?
TW: n/a
You were drenched in a dark light. 
Moments of heavy breathing flipped between being so soft you had to strain to listen and being overwhelmingly loud. You could barely hear the heartbeat that was previously pounding in your ears. It seemed to match your rhythm perfectly, speeding up as you stuck so close together it was hard to tell where your body began, and theirs ended and slowing down. 
One becoming two again. 
Breath exchanging things words couldn’t. 
You were sure if it was cold enough, you’d be able to watch as your breath swirled with fleeting compassion, similar to the sessions between you and your unnamed partner. 
It was hard to get a grasp on anything about them. 
The color of their eyes, the shape of their face. They were hidden behind layers of moving shadow, and despite the fear you felt you should feel, it didn’t come. Instead, you chased to unearth the mystery they presented.
You looked and looked and looked, and all you could see was that light. It was dark, but you felt comforted, drawn in, almost guilty to be away from their presence for too long. And momentarily, you’d forget, feel their hand on your side, beckoning you closer, the idea of existing separately was too much to bear, a taboo act that would leave you feeling lost the longer you waited. 
A passionate exchange. 
It could’ve been seconds that lasted for hours or unfelt hours, brushing over your skin and dragging you deeper to something you weren’t sure you wanted to resist. 
You felt your body sink, surrendering yourself to the mercy of this force feeling more freeing, more euphoric, than anything you’d felt before. 
You wanted this. 
Yes. 
The more you opened up, the deeper you fell. Willing, headfirst into oblivion that retrurned your trust with promise. 
More, it could offer you more. 
And just like your breath, that fear was fleeting, but your tumbling thoughts were silenced as a sensation ripped through your body, setting it alight, fulfilling a desire you weren’t aware you were capable of. 
It beckoned you closer and you followed in a drunken haze. Too oblivious to say no or too uncaring to deny yourself the pleasures it offered you, you didn’t care. All you knew was what it offered and that it felt good.
That light, dark and soft, bathed you, your entire body cool to the touch and yet everywhere they placed their hands, their lips felt warm. Felt hot. Felt alive with desire that you couldn’t tame. That you refused to. 
Conflicting thoughts between those hands that were rough, taking what you freely gave, or the gentle ones. Touches that felt like whispererd confessions in a quiet room. 
“What the fuck?”
You jumped, the sound of that familiar voice breaking the spell. You looked in its direction and you found a fuming Ambrose, walking with heat on his heels. 
Your unknown lover scrambled to get away, shocking you as you tried not get crushed in their escape, but they were gripped by the nape before being lifted off of you. 
“This?” he questioned, anger in his voice as he shook the disembodied figure like a ragdoll. “You were drawn in by this?”
“What are you talking about?” you asked. “Why are you here?”
Your brain couldn’t process what was going on. 
“Hours every day spent breaking down your guard with energy that I still have yet to fully replenish, patiently putting up with your reluctant acquiescence, yet you let this low-level-” His words cut off with a snarl as he gripped the figure’s throat tighter. 
There was a sharp pain in your chest that felt as if lava was spilling from a rupture in your heart. You curled over, the pain too intense to yell, let alone speak. 
Looking at you, Ambrose’s gaze only narrowed. “You even let yourself be tethered to this-” He grit his teeth, closing his eyes as he used his other hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. “You know what, it’s my fault. I should’ve known your guard would be lowered with so much exposure.”
“Why are you here?” you wheezed, scratching at the heat that wanted to melt through your chest. “I thought you could only appear in my dreams.”
“What do you think you’re doing right now?”
Oddly enough, you hadn’t questioned where you were. This room felt like your own, but the closer you looked, as much as you could bear to look, the details seemed off. Your lamp wasn’t exactly the right shade, the pictures on the wall were blurry and unrecognizable, and you just realized that this room had no doors. 
Slowly everything began to look wrong. The wallpaper, the sheets on the bed, the placement of your dressers. It was like a lazy copy of your room with differences you would’ve never noticed if you hadn’t taken the time to. 
So you were dreaming. 
But there wasn’t the usual path of dimly glowing lights beneath the inky black surface. No ominous gate. 
“These denizens have confusion wards to keep their victims unaware as they siphon energy from them.” He said by way of explanation. “The entirety of your unconscious is my domain so I didn’t think to cast a barrier, but this one-” He enunciated by squeezing the creature’s neck, making you gasp as it felt like his hand was around your heart. “Managed to slip in and create its own pocket in the corner of your mind.” Turning his narrowed eyes to you, you felt the heat of his gaze. “And you let it.”
“Why are you blaming me‽” you bit back, indignant anger momentarily overriding the pain you felt. “You act like I knew this was going to happen.”
“This entire situation could’ve been avoided if you had come to me to sate your desires. Instead, you left yourself open to be taken advantage of by this bottom of the barrel scum.”
“I don’t see what the big deal is. This is just a dream.” 
You saw a vein bulge in his neck. 
He watched you writhe in silent agony as gripped your tether in a tighter grip. “The big deal is that your wants, needs, and desires are mine to feed off of. Exclusively. Understand?”
You wanted to tell him where he could shove that patronizing tone, but you barely managed to let out a gasp. Your chest was on fire, a ball of compressed pain waiting to explode, but remained just on the verge, growing little by little. 
“That means I don’t share what’s mine. But now, I have to go through and expunge every trace it left until I can destroy the connection you formed without killing you.”
Your eyes threatened to roll to the back of your head and your body felt so hot you were sure you would’ve passed out if you weren’t already unconscious. You couldn’t really hear him anymore. You wanted to beg him to stop, to ask if it was such a bad thing to be tethered, to say that maybe you could figure out a way to make it work, but his grip only tightened, causing your body to jerk from the pain. Your nerves felt like nails scratching a chalk board repeatedly. You dry heaved, knowing nothing would come up in your incorperal form, and praying the same would be true for your physical body. The last thing you wanted to do was wake up from this hell covered in vomit. 
He sighed, touching a cool palm to your forehead that momentarily alleviated the pain. 
“I hope it was worth it.” he said, your eyes meeting his. There was no warmth. No concern. Only cold rage stared back at you. 
“Because this is going to hurt.”
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crack-art-n-stuff · 8 months
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Another Day~
What are you willing to give to achieve success?
Have you ever wanted something that much? Ever had something you wanted to prove?
It's common sense to give your all if you want it that much. Hard work usually pays off. But most ignore the good luck needed. Fate is unfair. So, luck is needed just as much as hard work.
You had hard work in spades? But luck?
Not so much.
Sometimes, those lows almost make it hard to believe in these moments. Bright pink and red lights swept over the stage. The roaring stadium-filled audience combined with the blaring speakers should've made you deaf quite some time ago. You stayed in the back wings, keeping an eye on your rather troublesome bosses. Watching them basking in the limelight, drinking in that attention and admiration. You could see the euphoria in Nervah's eyes as he winked at a woman in the audience. Haven's finger glided along the guitar strings with seemingly practiced ease. 
Sometimes, it sent a chill up your spine as you saw them differently from others. This attention and energy they drained from others had their focus like sharks when there is blood in the water. What bothered you more was those looks, those glances they gave you. As if they could still see you from the corner of their eyes, even from your farther back spot. There were seduced backstage hands that should've blocked your place.
"Call out my name!"
"Call out my name."
Even when their eyes aren't on you, you feel like their words are trying to burough themselves into your head.
Dammit. 
As much as they irritated you at times, they were real sirens. Able to ensnare others with their words and actions. Even you fell victim to them at first, before you knew better.
By the time the concert ended, you were ready to throw yourself on your plush bed. But your work was far from over. Not when you were contracted to two demons. Locked in their dressing room, they let their tails and miniature forms of their wings out. But kept their human appearances for the most part. Nervah's hair was a bit longer, reaching to his lower back. Haven's hair was in a similar state, though half his face was covered by the hair and the back was in a half up half down style. 
You were forced to lay down on the couch as Nervah squished you in a hug, splaying himself on top of you. Arms wrapped tightly around your torso, you might consider yourself lucky you could even breathe. His heart-tipped tail swayed back and forth behind him, not unsimilar to a dog. His shirt was discarded to free his wings, which were happily flapping without lifting him anywhere.
"How was I, Manager? I was drop-dead gorgeous, wasn't it? You couldn't take your eyes off of me, huh?" He questioned as he nuzzled his face into your chest. 
The younger twin was likely just putting words in your mouth, but she had grown used to it at this point. So, you gave him bland "yeah" and "sure". Not like he was paying attention. Unlike the older twin.
Haven was skimming through cards that came with the gift baskets they paid no mind to earlier. At first, you didn't see anything special or different about the card, even when you noticed the kiss mark on the back along with some numbers. It wasn't the first and likely wouldn't have been the last time.
The older twin let a small flame begin where he held it, before tossing it to the side. The card turned to ash before it touched the ground.
He stepped towards you and his brother, the latter not making any movements other than burying himself firmly in your chest. Bending over, Haven's long chestnut framed his face and yours, as it encompassed yours. Leaning closer, his hair slowly covering the space around the cushion your head laid on. His hand landed near your shoulder to hold himself up. 
"He's right. We did well", he spoke lowly, "So, we deserve rewards, no?"
With that, his lips touched yours. It wasn't heated, just barely there. But there was something clear in it. There was no reason to rush or press farther. They weren't going to let you go anyway. Not like there was a place you could escape to. 
In the kiss, you could feel yourself grow tired, losing energy. Keeping your eyes open was becoming more and more difficult. As he pulled away, you could see his lime-green eyes glow. 
Selfish bastard.
"You should take a nap, y/n. You worked hard, too. Let us handle everything."
Like always.
After you let your eyes close, you felt Haven drag Nervah off of you. The sudden release of pressure was appreciated. After you heard some clothes rustling, you felt yourself being lifted like a princess and the door unlocking. You felt yourself being carried away. You finally succumbed to the dwindling energy and fell asleep, hearing Nervah's excited chatter as your background noise.
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Did I turn the incubi models into singers? Yes. Why? Because who doesn’t want a cute demon to serenade them. Also, no one told me not to. :P
So, this one is a little longer than the last one. Not gonna lie, was kinda nervous posting this. But I always appreciate any and all constructive criticism and other forms of feedback.
Now, if you’ll excuse me. Imma yeet myself out a first floor window.
Have a great day!
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konigsblog · 2 months
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cw: somnophillia, non-con. 18+
incubus-könig is the evil spirit that takes you whilst you're fast asleep.
you poor thing... you can barely even think straight, or mutter a coherent plea for it to all stop, let alone string a sentence together. your head fuzzy and your body numb and aching, the disturbing feeling of his sharp claws digging into your soft flesh, scratching down your hips and thighs, whilst hammering against your bruised cervix.
so naive for sleeping without clothing on, as if this is what you wanted – to lure könig in, and let him take you how he pleases..
regardless, he'd claw it off your sleeping, limp body to take what he believes he deserves.
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yxami · 10 months
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Which of the yans do you think reader would have the "healthiest" relationship with?
(As healthy as it gets with a yandere lol)
- 🌈
AS HEALTHY
Probably Eros, yeah he can be possessive but other than guiding you away from love interests he doesn’t do much other than dote over the reader
I was gonna say Caleb cause he doesn’t really do anything other than want to get bullied by the reader but the whole premise was the fact that the relationship was toxic 😭
Akira doesn’t do anything other than follow reader and hope they’ll start loving them more and more each time so he’s healthy enough
Leon is a pretty nice yandere, some jealousy issues but he’s a happy camper that will follow you around and be clingy cowboy that wants attention but that’s about it
Feel like I’m forgetting someone but that’s all I can think of from the top of my head
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