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D-did you just come inside me? (RP, to Kishibe)
"Yep." He leans down to kiss your cheek and slowly pulls out of you, groaning softly at the sensation of leaving your warm walls and watching his cum dribble out of you. "Don't worry, I'm shooting mostly blanks and you've been taking birth control in your food. You won't get knocked up unless I want you to."
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jifanjiang0710 · 1 year
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"What did he do to you now?"
She removes the cigarette from her mouth. You sniffle, inhaling smoke between sobs, letting out a series of coughs, all the better to sell your pathetic, helpless image. Quanxi places a hand on your hair, turning to glare at the perpetrator, the cause of your tears.
"She needed to be taught a lesson, Quanxi-sama. What better way to train the pet than…?" His voice is gruff with little remorse. You flinch and cower further behind her, the lesser of two evils.
"Hey…I'm doing it for her own good as well. At the very least, don't hit me."
"A corpse is talking."
As Quanxi leads you away, as he lay beaten half to death on the floor, Kishibe swears he sees you stick a very mocking tongue out in his direction.
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writr4luvrs · 1 month
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Yandere!Reader, why do you keep pressing their buttons?
tw: yandere, stalking, invasion of privacy, manipulation, trespassing, paranoia. not proofread, somewhat nsfw
Erwin, Levi, Nanami, Geto, Higuruma, Kishibe (+ Quanxi and Makima bc they can still be applied, I just didn't want to use they/them pronouns this time)
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Because he's so big and strong, he smells so good, he looks fascinating. He brushed his hair different this morning, his hardened hands looked a bit more cared for, he trimmed his nails, he's neat, despite all the restless hours, he takes care of himself. "Never a dull moment.." his voice vibrates through you, the energy he emits though its not directed to you personally.
Somepart enjoyed being the one to give him news, good or bad but shivers that run through you watching close as he tugs on his tie, rubs that spot on his forehead, or when his eyes close and his brows rise for a beat, and that sigh he let's out that you want to be enriched by. You can only imagine and assume stealing his workout shirts or a couple of his dress shirts would make him gain a tad bit of insanity.
You couldn't help it, needing one as a pillowcases another to lounge in, and maybe just another to gaze and praise upon, inhaling his scent and holding onto it for as long as you could. You only imagine how he felt when he thought it was only stress getting to him after a long day when he pressed hand to his bed, thinking it was bit warmer than it should've been. Or why something he threw away in the trash was suddenly missing. Or those concerned footsteps as he rushes to the front door thinking he heard creaking.
You bounce back his sigh as he's leaned back in his chair, thinking over the new stress you just delivered him. "I'm sorry." you breath out, immediately responded with a raised hand, he's being so, so careful where he's throwing his energy despite it all. "No, no, it's not you're fault." he stands and you feel like you may fall. "I'll handle it."
What power does he have?
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thornybubbles · 5 months
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The Cat Came Back (Followup) The Morioh Gang reactions
Note: This is a follow up piece to “The Cat Came Back” in which the Reader finds themselves in the possession of the Stand, Killer Queen and asks Josuke for help. The following is just showing how the other characters would react. So headcanons I guess… You can find the original story this is based on here: 
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Josuke: You already saw his initial reaction when you told him about your unwanted Stand, but there was a lot that Josuke left unsaid, mostly because he didn’t want you to see just how disturbed he really was. He can’t even imagine what you must be going through. This whole situation is horrific and… well… bizarre. It was bad enough that you were targeted and held hostage by Kira during the final confrontation, but now you’re stuck with Kira’s Stand as your own. He still doesn’t understand how something like that could even happen. How does a living person end up with a dead man’s Stand? It’s even more confusing if you consider how Reimi said that Kira died. If both user and Stand were torn apart by ghostly arms, then how is the Stand still active? And why, WHY, WHY, is it acting as your Stand now? Josuke never wanted you to get involved in the crazy, dangerous world of Stand users, but you are now and he can’t help but blame himself. If he had never become friends with you, then maybe you wouldn’t have run into Kira that day and this wouldn’t be happening to you now. He really, really hopes that Jotaro and the Speedwagon Foundation can help you with this, because this is one thing he knows he can’t fix. Just like with the death of his grandfather, he feels helpless and frustrated. But to you, he’s a beacon of calm acceptance. He’ll never let you see how shook up he is because you don’t need that right now. 
Okuyasu: He takes it pretty badly. He finds the whole situation to be freaky and incredibly unfair. Expect a lot of angry crying from him in the beginning. 
“Whaaaaat??!!” he shouts. “What the hell is this?! How does something like that even happen?! Can’t that creepy hand-humping bastard go haunt someone else?!” 
He insists that Josuke could probably fix it if he used Crazy Diamond to bring you back to a state before you became a Stand user, but Josuke explains that his powers don’t work like that. Okuyasu is so desperate that he even suggests, to everyone’s horror, that he could use The Hand to erase Killer Queen. That idea is very quickly shot down by Josuke. 
“Think about it, Okuyasu,” Josuke says. “If you erase a person’s Stand it’s like erasing their soul! Do you want to do that to our friend?” 
Okuyasu realizes his idea was awful, but dammit he wants to help okay? He feels helpless and frustrated that he can’t think of anything useful in this situation. He just wants the Stand to go away and leave you alone. He even goes so far as to ask you to summon Killer Queen just so he can say that to the Stand’s face. 
“Listen here you pink cat bastard!” he practically spits at the Stand. “You better fuck off and leave our friend alone or I’m gonna make your life a living hell!!!” 
Killer Queen merely stares Okuyasu down until the delinquent actually starts feeling a little nervous. Then the Stand has the nerve to give him a wry little smile and duck down to nuzzle his head against yours. Freaked out, you dismiss him and Okuyasu rages. It’s going to take a LOOOOOOOONG time for Okuyasu to come to terms with your new status as a Stand user. 
Koichi: Koichi is horrified, not just at the situation, but he is very worried for you. Like everyone else, he’s baffled at how you could end up with someone else’s Stand. Not only that, but Koichi is the first to notice that there’s something different about Killer Queen now that it’s attached to you. The Stand seems more lively and sentient with you than it did with Kira, even going so far as to mock others and show you unwanted affection. It was far, far more reserved with Kira. What did that mean exactly? Did it have to do with your personality having an effect on its behavior? He wants to offer you all the support and comfort that he can as your friend but he can’t ignore the creeping feeling of dread that comes over him when he’s in your presence now. He tries not to let it show, because the last thing he wants is for you to think he’s afraid of you. You have enough to worry about without having to consider if your friends fear you now. 
Koichi starts doing research on Stands and Stand users, hoping to find something he can use to help you. Maybe there’s a way to separate a user from their Stand without hurting them? Of course, he has considered your feelings on the matter. Would you want to be separated from Killer Queen? Koichi will never say this out loud, but he has a terrible fear that a little bit of Kira’s personality has remained within Killer Queen and that there may be a possibility that Kira’s violent tendencies will start to manifest within you. He really hopes that isn’t the case. He doesn’t want Kira somehow hurting anyone else from beyond the grave, least of all one of his closest friends. He doesn’t know what he’d do if you started turning violent…
Jotaro: As per usual, Jotaro’s reaction is minimal when he first finds out, but his eyes are filled with a myriad of emotions: anger, shock, horror, and exhaustion. Especially the last one. Jotaro is so very tired. It’s bad enough that he’s still having to deal with DIO’s evil influence on the world even after the blood-sucking asshole’s death, but now Kira’s Stand has fused itself with your soul and is acting as your Stand. What is it with villains and the need to cling to the living world even after their very deserved deaths? Jotaro is oddly reminded of that stupid old kid’s song he heard when he was very young: 
But the cat came back the very next day
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner
But the cat came back, it just couldn't stay away
That did seem to be the case with Kira. Though, Killer Queen wasn’t Kira’s Stand anymore so it technically wasn’t Kira anymore either. He couldn’t ignore that fact. Killer Queen was your Stand now. Like Koichi, he could sense a difference in the Stand now that it was yours. It seemed more sentient than it was with Kira and he wasn’t blind to the mocking smile the thing would give him and the others. That was worrying. That and how affectionate it seemed towards you. It very clearly recognized and accepted you as its new user. This sudden level of sentience it displayed was disturbing.
The whole thing annoyed him. Just like Koichi, he feared that some of Kira’s influence still lingered within Killer Queen and could have an effect on you. It didn’t help that you didn’t seem to have the best control over the Stand, due to the fact that it sometimes materialized when you didn’t want it to and how it hesitated when you tried to dismiss it. That settles it. He was going to train you on how to control Killer Queen before the thing decided to control you. From now on, you can expect to be dragged along whenever Jotaro is showing Josuke how to better control Crazy Diamond. He would work with the Speedwagon Foundation in order to better understand your condition and help you in any way he could. He made a silent vow to himself that he would not let Kira’s influence corrupt you. 
Rohan: Surprisingly, Rohan is the one to take the news the hardest, but he’s also the one to find something close to a solution to your problem. 
Next to Koichi, you’re one of the few people he puts any value in. When you reveal Killer Queen to him his first response is to recoil in fear (let’s not forget the multiple deaths he had to endure because of the Stand’s user). After that he gets angry. 
“If this is supposed to be a prank, it’s not funny! Did Josuke put you up to this? I never realized that low-life had such a demented sense of humor…” he says.
When you explain to him that it isn’t a prank and he realizes that Killer Queen has indeed become your Stand, he starts acting as if you just informed him that you had a terminal illness and only had a year to live. You watch as the poor man goes through all seven stages of grief in a matter of moments.
Denial: “This has to be a joke. I won’t believe that it’s true! Something like this is impossible! How can you have a dead man’s Stand!?” 
Anger: “How could you let something like this happen?! I know it’s not your fault, that’s not the point! Surely you could have done something to stop it?! And where was Josuke or that nitwit, Okuyasu?! Why didn’t they do something?! I’m not shouting, you’re shouting!!” 
Bargaining: “I’ll give you an autograph if you say that you’ve been messing with me this whole time! I won’t even get angry, I promise! What about one of my unpublished manuscripts? One of my figurines? You… you’re really not joking about this are you?” 
Depression: He goes over to his desk and just sits there staring out the window. You don’t get a response out of him but you notice the tears rolling down his face and you’re shocked. The “Great” Rohan Kishibe is actually shedding tears? And on your behalf? After a moment he wipes his face and starts talking to you as if nothing happened. 
Acceptance: “This isn’t ideal, but it isn’t the end of the world. You say that Jotaro’s been teaching you how to better control Killer Queen? That’s good. Now you won’t have to worry about it hurting anyone you don’t want it to.” 
At some point during the conversation, Rohan jumps up from his seat and grabs the sides of his head with disbelief. 
“I cannot believe I didn’t think of this.” he mutters. 
“Think of what?” you ask, hoping he has thought of some kind of solution to your problem. 
“We’ll use Heaven’s Door to prevent you from losing control over Killer Queen!” 
You stared at him, mouth open in surprise. How had no one considered that before now? 
“Give me your hand.” Rohan says and you oblige. 
Heaven’s Door manifests next to him and the little Stand touches the back of your hand. You stare at him amazed, having never seen him up until that moment. You are startled as the back of your hand flips open like a tiny book. You see writing on the inside of it, but don’t have time to read any of it before Rohan grabs a pen and jots something down in the margins of the page. It says, 
“I have complete and total control over my Stand, Killer Queen. It will never harm anyone that is not a threat to me or my loved ones.” 
Then Heaven’s Door flips the book closed and your hand returns to normal. 
“Now, that settles that!” Rohan says with a self satisfied grin. “Really I’m surprised you hadn’t come to me sooner…” 
While Rohan is congratulating himself, you take the time to lean up and give him a kiss of gratitude on his cheek. 
“You’re the best, Rohan!” you say, overflowing with relief and thankfulness. 
Rohan freezes mid-sentence, a stunned expression on his face. For a full minute he just stands there staring with his mouth open in shock and a hint of pink dusting his normally pale cheeks. At first you thought that you might have crossed a line and he’d start shouting at you, but he doesn’t. Then you start worrying if you’ve broken him. 
“Rohan?” You ask. 
This seems to snap the manga creator out of his stunned state. Without saying a word, he turns on his heel, marches over to his desk, plops down in the chair and starts scribbling away in a notebook. 
“....rapid heart beat….feelings of almost unbearable euphoria…” 
He stops to reach up and touch his face then immediately goes back to writing.
“...cheeks feel like they’re on fire….” 
You blink at him, not knowing what to say or do. You guess he’s gone into work mode. There’s not much you can do to break him out of that once his creative juices start flowing. You decide to leave and go tell the others the good news. 
“Okay, well. I guess I’ll go let Josuke and the others know. I’m sure they’ll be relieved.” you say. 
“Later, Rohan.” 
You start to leave when Rohan suddenly turns to you with a serious expression. 
“Before you go, I want it to be known here and now that if you tell anyone, especially Josuke, that I cried, I will never speak to you again.” 
Your lips twitch as you hold back a laugh. 
“You’re secret’s safe with me, Rohan-sensei.” you say.
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spicyicetea · 1 month
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Side note from the current Yandere JJBAx reader I’m working on but still JJBA related. I’m currently watching part 4 and I just love everyone.
So here are my opinions on them and some relationship headcannons
Not all characters have relationship stuff-
Jotaro
I love how Jotaro is still himself but just… feels slightly baby girled. I also love how the first thing we properly see of him in part 4 is him 1- pitying a turtle 2-sucker punching Josuke moments later. With that being said, he’d totally be smitten for you. I may joke on how others are simps, this is my number one simp choice.
You probably didn’t obsess over him like the girls when he was younger but actually talk to him like a person, not just a set of hot muscles. He does like it when you talk about his hot muscles though ok… play your cards right and he might let you touch, but don’t tease him or he’ll back away. But, once you’re official, I feel like he’d quite like witty banter and teasing from his partner, as long as it’s clear you’re joking. No joke, probably fell for you after you mentioned a random fish/ocean creature fact.
“Huh? Oh you’re reading about starfish? I like starfish, even though they’re not actually a fish.”
“Marry me-“ “huh, what did you-“ “good grief, I said nothing…” 10/10 on my way to marry him as we speak.
Josuke
Josuke, I wasn’t sure if I’d like him at first but he is my baby no.2. He’s such a sweetheart, so dependable. Just his reaction any time his friends are in danger is just perfect. Plus I love his mom. The way he’d defend your honour like he defends his hair. Anyone say anything out of pocket about you and they’re dealing with your very powerful boy. Totally brags to you about how he’s Jotaro’s uncle and that Jotaro asks for his help on missions soooo often. But then later asks Jotaro for date ideas and advice because he’s older. My man is a romantic at heart you can’t lie to me. 10/10 would make dinner for him and baby him.
Koichi
Although Koichi isn’t my type personally, he’s such a cutie patootie. He’s so sweet and genuine that I imagine he’d just be a darling to eat lunch with and talk about your favourite shows or manga. 10/10, would walk with you too and from school.
Okuyasu
Okuyasu… he is my baby. He’s stupid, strong and has a heart of gold despite looking like a delinquent… you guys can’t lie to me that is definition of a Himbo. You can’t tell me he wouldn’t drag you out on every little adventure he could with him and the others. He’d have you wearing his jacket when it’s cold and if you already have one he’d insist his is warmer and then wear yours so you can have his. Dinner dates at Tonio’s. Yeah 10/10 he might be a menace sometimes but he’d fight for you. Use your scary dog privilege wisely.
Speaking of Tonio… only slutty men know how to cook. (/J) 10/10 I love him, underrated husband.
Rohan is a self centred jerk… I’m going to aggressively make out with him and you can’t stop me. 10/10 (sorry I’ve only seen like 2 episodes with him so I don’t have much commentary)
I’ve only just gotten to the episode where we see him pulling up to his house after nearly hitting Koichi so I can’t really report on Kira yet… but a man who carries an arm around… yeah smash- 10/10 psychotic asshole.
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Not a request, but i feel that rohan is the most terrifying yandere. I read what you wrote about him not using heaven's door to force romantic affections, but that doesn't mean he won't possibly write something like "darling will stay with me forever. But keep their personality and emotions" or something. He can easily make it to where we could NEVER escape.
Oh absolutely no doubt he wouldn’t hesitate to write that in your pages. Immediately restricting your capability to run away is something out of a horror movie. Even worse you probably wouldn’t be able to talk about it to anyone else, the further the restrictions written, the realization you really have no way to leave or fight back. That’s a big blow to your mental state and there’s no real reason to actually do anything with your personality.
Rohan is already bad enough in canon, being Yandere just takes it to a whole new level. The way he sees it, you’re free to do whatever you like but not without him being aware of it. Stifle? Smothering? He sees no such thing, he finds most of the people you interact with an annoyance. Especially if they try to cater to you romantically. As the mangaka sees it, he’s doing you a favor of pruning the undesirables. Even if that means literally everyone falls under this definition except himself.
But hey at least you can still have your opinions on the type of sweets you like right? That’s gotta count for something .
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princelylove · 5 months
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i am slowly getting more and more annoyed with mr zeppeli himself i ate my fingers as i read your response to my ask AJAJHSUSH. thank you so much your highness i am burning my whole house rn.
actually, which yanderes do you think would be the most ANNOYING. like, not violent or anything but just plain annoying. the kind of people that make you wanna tear your hair out or commit a slow and painful murder.
(inspired heavily by narancia because i have a feeling he would be the most annoying little shit to deal with)
-🌸 anon
What an adorable thing you are. Don’t bite too hard, it’ll hinder your ability to compliment me. 
Oh, God. Most annoying to me, personally? Not in any order in particular, I feel as if this one would change depending on my mood:
Bruno hovers too much, and he tends to both infantilize and put a lot of responsibility on his darling. He expects his darling to parent Narancia but won’t let them handle a knife by themself. I’m doing a character study on him right now, so that’s all I’ll say, but just know that he is God’s punishment for whatever you did in a past life to deserve him.
Narancia is annoying- he’s a young guy who never got taught how to deep clean, spends his free time on his pull up bar, expects you to cook for him since he’s literally never been tasked with it, whines when you try to get up and go to the bathroom in the middle of your six hours minimum long cuddling session, doesn’t know how to properly take care of an entire human being so just throws junk food at you and hopes you don’t starve, the list goes on. He loves you, he really does, he just doesn’t know what he’s doing. For someone as prissy as myself, I would die the first day. He doesn’t understand why I put those rollers in my hair- he just watched me straighten it, doesn’t that cancel out??? That’s stupid, oh, and another thing, what’s the point of owning five different versions of the same color of nail polish? It’s all red! Just have one, that isn’t crazy expensive! On top of Narancia being the worst roommate ever- he’s very irritable, and doesn’t really have a problem pulling a knife on you to get what he wants. He’s not as quick to snap as people think, but that doesn’t mean he won’t. Show signs of liking something more than him and he’ll maul it. 
It’s hard to set Cioccolata and Secco away from each other, they’re basically inseparable, but Cioccolata is capable of using logic, and Secco is not. If you’re on the ground in pain, obviously you’re going to have a hard time answering the little puppy’s questions. Secco doesn’t understand why you won’t play with him- he’s shoving his toy right in front of you, are you blind?? Play! With! Him! Throw it, play tug of war, SOMETHING, COME ON. There’s an interesting dynamic depending on who exactly you’re intended for- Cioccolata, Secco, or both. Let’s just talk about Secco alone, since Cioccolata isn’t annoying, he’s just a bit too affectionate sometimes. Secco’s forgetful, rude, jumps to conclusions, and you don’t even know what he looks like since he’s always wearing that bitch suit-esque thing. He nudges you to throw his toy- he probably thinks of you as human rather than another dog, and doesn’t understand why you aren’t behaving like Cioccolata does. If you were Cioccolata’s darling alone, or a shared darling, he’d probably think of you as another dog. But he was here first, so he’s got dibs on the good dog bed, AND cioccolata’s lap. As if you’d want that. Secco begs and begs and begs for you to give him as much attention as you possibly can- and somehow, you’re never doing it right. It’s like talking to a child who has surpassed the ‘Why?’ stage and has moved on to greater conquests- annoying you so badly that you ask Cioccolata if it’s fine to have a sip of his ‘not for dogs’ drink. Or two. Or three. Or the entire bottle. 
Rohan doesn’t ever shut the fuck up. He quite literally always has something to say, despite wanting to “observe.” He read an article this morning, let’s go visit the place it mentioned even though it’s a three hour train ride and supposed to rain for the rest of the week. He always wants to go explore- even when he promised that you could both stay home today and do something you want to do. It doesn’t make sense to Rohan- why wouldn’t you want to go see what the world has to offer? Probably because this is the fourth temple he’s wanted to visit this week and you don’t feel like going up two hundred stairs. (If his darling cannot walk, he makes sure it’s accessible beforehand. You’re not getting out of coming with him.) Rohan’s big on healthy living, and he feels a sense of superiority for eating right, and working out very consistently. He wants his darling to be perfectly well as well- how can he push you to your limits if you’re not at your best? You’d probably sleep better if he stopped talking for three hours past his initial ‘goodnight.’ 
Hazamada… is… he’s certainly a character! The literal only reason why he isn’t forcing himself upon his darling is because he’s too much of a coward- and that’s not my interpretation, that’s canon. His hobbies include bullying kittens and small animals, not showering, collecting manga, stalking idols, and tennis! Isn’t that nice, he does sports, he’s only a basement dweller half of the time. It isn’t even somewhat attractive when he tries to get it on with his darling, he’s like a dog humping your leg. He’s the type to call you a stupid bitch because you politely suggested he should wear deodorant before he hits on you. He’s canonically an exhibitionist- imagine sitting in class and looking over to check the clock and he’s just staring back at you while adjusting his pants. I’d switch schools. 
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yanderememes · 2 years
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Hey! I was wondering what type of darling Kakyoin or Rohan would like? Like personality wise ( a shy/timid darling or outspoken darling etc) hope that makes sense haha
It totally makes sense! Here ya go! ❤️
Kakyoin
Kakyoin would like someone who is level headed
He'd like a darling who can see his pov and follow along with his reasoning and logic
Kakyoin would preferably like a darling who is introverted
He'd like someone who is caring and sweet, a darling who is motherly and nurturing (cuz he likes milfs lol)
A darling who is chill. Not overly hyper or indifferent to everything. Someone who knows when to relax but can be serious too when needed
He'd like a darling who is an intellectual but it's not mandatory. Regardless, darling better be ready to hear his random hobbies and facts he has to share
He'd love it if darling was a gamer like he is
Somewhat wants a clingy darling. He's been lonely his whole life so he'd like a darling who wants to stay by his side
Rohan
Rohan would like a darling who isn't too emotional
Actually, he'd prefer if they weren't emotional at all. He doesn't want to deal with it
He'd like a darling who is authentic and true to themselves
Even if it's something he disagrees with, as long as you stay consistent with your beliefs and values, he finds that charming
Someone who isn't afraid to stand up for what they believe in
Rohan will like a darling who challenges him, just to spice things up in the relationship
A bit of a narcissist, he'd like a darling who will praise his work
A darling who is creative. Whether it be in problem solving or in the arts, he'll want to use you as inspiration for his manga
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Getting creeped on by Kishibe who's only crush of the past 9 years turned out to not be into him/any man, and so when he discovers you're *not* a lesbian he's going to do anything and everything to keep you 👀
Him "keeping tabs" on you by stalking you in his ample spare time. Intentionally killing demons in your area after luring them near your home in order to make you feel unsafe and in need of protection. Remembering over a glass of bourbon one night how he fell for a naive little thing like you because you're so unlike him; you'd seen him finish eradicating a devil, covered in blood (none of which was his) and nervously asked if he was alright while you hastily reached into your bag to offer him something to wipe the blood off his face. "It didn't hurt you, did it? Is...Um, any of that blood yours? I have bandaids in my first-aid kid at home--oh, there's a convenience store there, they might have some..."
He's not used to people looking out for him, especially someone weaker than him like you. What could YOU do to help him, one of the best Devil hunters in the world? Well... it turns out there's a lot of ways you can help him. Stay close to him, let him hear your soft anxious little voice full of concern and spirit, look up at him with those wide eyes and remind him of what someone with life behind their gaze looks like, touch every inch of his rough scarred grizzled skin with your ridiculously soft hands.
And a sick part of him loves how different you two are, especially when he thinks about taking you home one night after a few drinks (plus something extra slipped into your glass) and fucking you so well in his bed. The kinder you are, the softer you feel and sound, the more innocent and scared you are, the more corrupted and perverted and insane he feels. He shouldn't have someone, SOMETHING so pretty and gentle, but he took you anyway because he's that much of a selfish motherfucker.
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kujojotarolover · 2 years
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Also o for Rohan please
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cw: Yandere Themes, Allusions to Stalking, Mentions of Stalking, Obsessive Thoughts / Nature, Angst, Dire Situations, Torture, Graphic Descriptions / Thoughts, Brainwashing and / or Memory Wiping Allusion, Thoughts / Mentions of Death, General Dark Themes not Suitable for Immature Audiences. Reader-Insert, Gender Neutral. Uncomfortable scenarios included, read at you own discretion! 18+ ONLY!
author's note: Totally not inspired by House of Wax or anything, nah. This is my first ficlet involving Kishibe Rohan, I hope that you enjoy this delusion man and this creepy fic! These "Yandere Prompts Flower Language" were written and coined by @/nanasparadise . That original post can be located here. I do not condone unhealthy behavior in any sense! This is not a good situation! I hope you enjoy this!
PROMPT: Orchid (love, beauty): "My, you're breathtaking. Your beauty needs to be cherished."
word count: Approximately 1.8k
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Swish. 
Swish, swish. Swish. 
Swiiiiiiish. 
Everything dimmed and blurred in a flurry haze. Bright light like you’ve never known before shone and rushed like a hurricane, circling and widening and engulfing. You quickly tried to shut your eyes from the blinding hues, but something pulled uncomfortably against your face. Your mind scrambled. 
Why couldn’t you blink? 
Your pupils whizzed in frantic dashes, desperately trying to escape the maddening light that started to dull more and more and more and… wait. Hey, yeah. This… you’re standing in a room. It’s not a room you’ve ever seen before and that worries you, but you can finally pick up the faintest edges and outlines of details now. You want to squint, but the pressure from earlier comes back fast so you just settle for letting your eyes slowly adjust. 
Swish, swish, swishswishswish. 
There it is again. That noise: the sound that had brought you forth into this waking world. Your brain can’t quite comprehend what it's hearing, but it distinctly reminds you of the strokes of a paintbrush. Which, funnily enough, only brings more questions than answers. So, you turn your head. 
You… turn your head. 
Panic emerges from your chest in a rupture as you start straining your muscles. Why can’t you move your head? It feels like it’s pinned in place, pinioned by that weight from earlier that kept you from closing your eyes and that petrifies you. This doesn’t make any sense, none of it does. Your head is whorling in nasty waves and you start to struggle. 
A rattling, like cracked porcelain. Muffled panting, the sound of terror huffing against something solid. You breathe. You try to breathe in but your lungs refuse to expand very far—held down, immobile. You think you’re hyperventilating now, shaking in place like a ball filled with too much kinetic energy and you feel like you’re going to explode with madness. 
Then, a voice. 
“Oh, you're waking up now, are you?” A deep siiiiigh. “Well, I suppose I did only write ‘until Kishibe Rohan finishes painting the initial coat’, didn’t I?” 
A lackadaisical, nasally voice rhetorically questions himself before the swish swish swish begins once more. You don’t recognize the voice. Or, no, you do. The tone and intonation tickle the furthest reaches of your mind and you wrack your brain to call it forth. The name, think of the name. Kishibe Rohan. Why does that sound familiar? You feel something twinge. Yes, you do know him. 
“That doesn’t matter now, of course,” Rohan comments, “just stop panicking. The clay may be dry, but you’ll be irreparable if you accidentally tear any of it off at this stage.” 
What… What in the hell did he just say? 
“It will also bring you unbelievable amounts of pain,” Rohan pauses. Something clacks against wood. He had set his brush down. “But to see you in such agony and in such disarray would cause me more misery than you’d ever imagine.” 
Rohan picks up something—another paintbrush, probably—and leans in close. 
Your dry eyes have finally cleared and the image before you is flawless. 
The room looks unique, for sure, with a triangular bookshelf pressed against the side wall and the artisan desk not too far ahead. There’s also various prints framed and hung around the extra space of the room. The floors are hardwood, the walls are flamingo pink, the room’s trimmings are mauve, and the blinds are a rich royal blue. Everything is dimmer than you’d originally expected, but you notice a singular curtain is drawn up to allow beaming sunlight to gleam across your face. Nothing looks familiar, you’ve never been here before; so, the only logical conclusion is that this is Kishibe Rohan’s office. 
Another hopeful scan of the room births nothing of use to you. There’s a flame that withers inside, you can feel a flicker of hope diminish in your chest. What will help you escape? Another fretful glance. What can get clay off of your body? 
But your eyes can’t take in the details quick enough before a dark shadow looms before your eyes and you’re forced to focus on that instead. 
Kishibe Rohan.
He looks as eccentric and as fashionable as he did the very first time you laid your eyes upon him. That lusciously vivid sacramento green hair of his swoops over his forehead and stays tucked away by the lime eggshell headband he dons. Intense emerald orbs pierce through you, awash with such emotions that you feel a queer turn in your stomach that make your body involuntarily hitch. Rohan’s expression is tense, but focused. He calmly watches your eyes meet his and the corner of his lips quirk upward. 
“Good, my little muse,” Rohan’s eyes close briefly as he sighs again and starts to titter. “Though the clay is much too solid for much to shift it out of place, I’m sure the heat of it and the nature of the substance has caused it to permanently iron itself to your flesh.” 
Your heart thunders against your ribcage. 
“Moving it or grinding against it could possibly disrupt it and, well, I’m sure I don’t need to tell you what will happen after that,” Rohan’s sudden humor is once again lost as he lifts his arm back up and brings the paintbrush towards your face. 
But you can’t even care about that! What the hell else were you supposed to think about? You’re permanently trapped in this clay prison and moving will flay you alive! And you want to freak out even more. Want to flail, kick, scream, throw a damn tantrum to break free—but it’s futile. It’s so absolutely futile and that’s why you feel like your world is suddenly swinging around you like a merry-go-round. Streaking, and slurring, and swimming, and you pant. you pant. you pant. 
You feel painful tears sting against the rims of your eyes. The sclera are so desiccated, so aired out from being held open for this long that tears feel like stabbing needles prickling the very organs. Your head reels noisily. 
The paintbrush dabs against the clay of your cheekbone as Rohan finetunes the precise details. You can’t focus. You feel so absolutely lost, you’re so helpless, fuck fuck fuck—is this how you’re going to die? Standing, posed, in this crazy man’s home covered in model clay as you slowly starve and dehydrate to the point of no return? Tortured by a man that you met by chance… once? 
That’s when you really became flighty. Your head thumped loudly, right behind your sinuses, and you felt so so full. You’d only met this stranger once! All because of a mishap at a local art store. Fuck, you can’t even clearly remember the memory—that’s how long ago this happened! You think you ended up helping him out, there was a miscommunication. You can’t recall. You’re teetering on the edge of passing out and going numb from how heavily you’re breathing against warm, damp clay. Your appendages are tingling and you feel like you’re floating on clouds. Why is he doing this? What did you do to deserve this? 
Rohan’s paintbrush feathers over the bridge of your nose and he releases a pleased hum. 
“Absolutely stunning,” Rohan’s free hand comes up to cradle your jaw, but he stops and jerks back. “Not quite yet. I would hate to tarnish my hard work, especially after all of the trouble I went through to get you here.” 
The memories before this very moment feel fuzzy. They’re like minnows, swaying along with the currents of a stream and constantly going. On and on and on and on and on. You see them fade and disappear, they wink out and more minnow follow their ilk. You cast your line out in distress, the hook glimmery in the light of your conscience, and watch it dip into the water. It gets sucked along and the line screeches as it’s pulled into nothingness. 
“Buuut this was very much worth it,” Rohan states. “I’ve been following you for so long, watching you and studying you to make sure you’re really what I believed you to be the first time I happened upon you.” 
Oh, Gods, you just want to sob. You want to start weeping and curl up into a tiny ball, but you’re frozen solid and you’re forced to listen to Rohan’s words. You’re forced to listen to the ramblings of a man long gone. 
“You’re so pure, so unlike other people, so kind,” Rohan seems to shudder and you want to just collapse under his loving stare. “When you first gazed at me with those beautiful eyes, I fell deeply in love with you. It felt like my heart was going to burst when you departed from me, but… don’t worry, I made sure to keep you within my sights.” 
Swish, swish, swiiish. 
“I followed you, every day, every waking moment that I possibly could,” Rohan admits. He then withdraws the paintbrush, dips the end into a swatch of color, and continues detailing. “You were filled with this admirable justice, this sense of innocence and purity. Of truth, of precision. Your honesty, your soul… everything about you was like a flame and I was consumed like oxygen into the laps.” 
Everything and nothing makes sense. You would shake your head, would avert your face away from Rohan’s lecherous eyes, and try to plug your ears to mute this insanity. But you can just be his little statue. Listening. 
“And after a while… watching you from afar started to bore me, honestly.” Rohan huffs, as if he were absolutely bothered by the notion and then turns his stare over his shoulder. “So I waited and waited and waited. There was much to think about, you know. As an artist, I had to make sure this wasn’t sloppy. I had to be positive that you were the one, that nothing would tarnish you. I… I needed to immortalize you.” 
Your eyes gape in horror at Rohan as he drags another long sweep of the paintbrush across your cheeks before arching back. 
Rohan scrutinizes your face thoughtfully, romantically, and an excitedly giddy grin smears across his lips. 
“My, you’re breathtaking.” Rohan shivers, his eyes widening with something wild as he drops his brush to the palette and laces his fingers together. “Your beauty needs to be cherished.”
It feels like the floor is opening up, is dropping you in, and you’re flushing away. You're going so fast, so soon, so terribly. And you just look into Rohan’s eyes, disbelieving, and you feel like your heart 
stops. 
“My own personal Astraea, that’s what I’ve made you, my muse.”
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mrcaesarino · 2 years
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"meet the duwang gang!"
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koichi:
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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year
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CHAINSAW & HAPPINESS PILLBOX
YANDERE! CSM! VARIOUS x STOIC! READER
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CAUTIONS: MANGA SPOILERS, RELIGIOUS THEMES, YANDERE THEMES, CHAINSAWMAN THEMES, OP READER, CANON DIVERGENCES.
EXPIRATION DATE: ONGOING
INGREDIENTS: The most amicable feeling you’ve had towards humans is was indifference. In this godless world, they were your prey and nothing else.
But the appearance of Denji and your growing feelings towards the [redacted] says otherwise.
If only you weren’t already in a contract with Makima.
A marriage contract that is.
PILLS TO TAKE
PILL 1 - STUPID HUMAN
PILL 2 - DISAPPEARING APPEARANCES
PILL 3 - GREAT GENESIS / GENESIS DEI
PILL 4 - GOD SAVE US ALL (COMING SOON)
Reply to any of the pills or this post if you’d like to be added to the taglist!
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ittorama · 1 year
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Stop cause kishibe using reading as a rebound to get over his love for that girl (I forgot her name) is such a good concept? He’s all sad and the reader swoops in and fucks him like he deserves.
That was literally the whole premise of the fic I was writing 😭 Pls Kishibe lemme fuck you so you can get over Quanxi and be in love with me instead 🥴
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Pairing: Yandere! Rohan x reader
Prompt: “You don’t even know how lucky you are. I protect you and provide for you. Don’t act so ungrateful.”
Description: For someone who used their stand to keep you trapped in their house and claimed to love you, Rohan sure didn’t seem like it. He hardly even batted an eye when you acted out around him-- until now, that is.
Content Warnings: Imprisonment, yandere inappropriate use of a stand, typical Rohan being his bull shit self, ask to tag
Rating: sfw
Word Count: 1499
Notes: As much as I have mixed feelings for Rohan (he’s a little bitch but I still like him, I guess) this is such a perfect prompt from him I couldn’t refuse.I was also really struggling with this one until I got about halfway though it. I feel kinda... meh about it but hey, it’s a fanfic.
Edited: Minor grammar and spelling fixes! Also spaced out a bit more for hopefully an easier read. Hope you guys enjoy! Oh, content warning and banner were added as well
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You hated how empty this place felt. It wasn’t a home, it was a prison-- no matter how welcoming and beautiful it seemed. You had spent the last couple months (what you thought were months-- it was getting hard to keep track) here, unable to leave due to the effects of Heaven’s Door.
It was funny really, how Rohan was willing to use his stand to keep you here against your will but not to change your feelings about him. As much as you wanted to leave you couldn’t--all you could do was vent you frustrations at him.
You were free to wander as you pleased, and Rohan even welcomed you into his study freely. You were inspiring to him, as he said. And a welcome break from his work.
You couldn’t even begin to understand him; what he saw in you, why he kept you here, why he didn’t just… make things as he wanted them to be. He made no sense to you. Even as he tried to show off to you, prove to you he was the only one for you, that he was the Rohan Kishibe… you would not be convinced.
Usually, he took your defiance in stride; even for someone like Rohan, he knew this was an extreme change. One that would take getting use too. He had faith, that you would come to terms with things. You had always been such an adaptable person. Eventually, you would get use to this.
Eventually…
Little did he know, had he not used Heaven’s Door to keep you here, to stop you from using your own stand against him, you would be long gone. You were desperate for freedom. Little did you know how desperate he was to keep you.
“Rohan…” Your voice was soft as you entered his study. He was busy at work per usual. He knew you were here--he would stop working only if he deemed the conversation important enough.
“Why, after all this time, am I still here?” What you really wanted to say was ‘you know I’ll never love you’ but the fear of angering him kept you back.
“You’re here because I want you to be. It’s that simple.” He didn’t even turn to face you when he spoke. Typical.
You moved forward, past his desk to look out the large window, to the sweet, sunny town before you. You would do anything to be out in the summer sun again…
“You know I don’t want to be here though.” Emotion trembled in your voice. “Before all this, I actually kind of liked you. Funny isn’t it? I thought you were so cool..” You laughed bitterly.
You could hear him put down his pen. At least now you had his undivided attention. “I thought-- I don’t know what I thought. That maybe there could have been something between us?” You sighed, shaking your head and unwilling to let the tears that peaked at your eyes to fall.
“Little did I know this would happen.” You turned to his shocked face. It wasn’t often he was speechless, that you got to see something other than his smug face.
“Knowing this, you even have the power to make me forget this all even happened. To start over. But I know you won’t. You're too selfish for that, aren’t you Rohan?” He was taken aback by your words but only a moment.
He was always prepared for your outbursts, even ones like these.
“Selfish?” He laughed softly, shaking his head. “Is that what you think of me _____?”
“What else could you be, for keeping me here against my will?” You countered, sniffling.
This wasn’t going to end well.
It never did.
It always ended with you crying.
“You don’t even know how lucky you are.” His scoff was audible, the groan of his chair unmistakable as he stood, approaching you. “I protect you, provide for you…”
He took heavy steps until he was next to you, staring down the very same summer dream as you. “and yet you have the guile to act so ungrateful.” He had looked your way as he spoke the venomous words, yet you refused to meet his gaze.
“Ungrateful?” You repeated.
You saw your own reflection on the window. Tired, depressed--so close to giving up.
“Maybe I am. What are you going to do about it Rohan?” Now you dared to meet his gaze, see the barely kept burning rage hidden behind green eyes. “Are you going to open me up again? Make it so I’m happy to be here? Happy to be with you?” You challenged.
Honestly, you might have preferred it that way--maybe then you wouldn’t be so miserable here. Then again, you would be aware it was a ruse, as would Rohan.
The two of you might even be more miserable than you are now.
“Why do you make things so difficult?” Rohan grabbed you by the shoulders, surprising you.
In all you time here he hadn’t really… touched you. Had he not explicitly stated why he brought you here, you wouldn’t have even thought he cared for you.
Despite your surprise, his words and his touch were… gentle. You knew he wasn’t trying to scare you; after all, he had read everything about you, more than once. He knew you better than he did himself.
“I’ve tried every approach with you and yet you still can’t accept that your fate is to be by my side. Why?”
You hated how… hurt he looked. Like somehow you had betrayed him by being angry, that some how it was you in the wrong for wanting more than this.
You hated how you didn’t stop him from touching you because god, when was the last time another person touched you?
“I can’t give up.” When had your own words become so soft? “If I give up, then that means you win. That you really were right--that this is the best for me. And I can’t believe that.”
You tried to even out your breathing to keep from crying in front of him. You were already acting too vulnerable in front of him, something he would be sure to take advantage of.
“I-I want more from life than this!”
You didn’t even protest when Rohan pulls you into a hug. You were too upset, had gone too long without comfort from another. Maybe, Rohan had planned for this all along.
You wouldn’t put it above him.
“Shh… calm down.” His words were soft, if not a little hesitant.
It was obvious he had never comforted someone before. He probably knew his words weren’t helping and just held you, rigid in his arms until you broke down, crying openly and hugging him back. You clung to him, even as he pulled back softly and brushed the tears from your cheeks.
“You’ve been fighting for a while, it’s no wonder your so tired.” He laughed softly but you didn’t even have the energy to be mad about it. “You put up a good fight _____ but you knew this would happen as much as I did.”
You hated how he was right.
“Why did i-it have to be like this though?” You took a deep breath, sniffled, and tried to even your breathing. You still stuttered as you spoke. “W-why did you have to do this to me? Wasn’t there an easier way t-to get what you wanted?”
One that wouldn’t have hurt you so much? That wouldn’t have ended up with you broken the way you feel you are now?
“This was the only way I could ensure you would end up mine. Only I can make you feel like this, _____.” Rohan cradled you gently, placing a soft kiss to the crown of your head.
It was with those words you realized something. Not only had Rohan made it so you couldn’t leave his house, his side--when he used Heaven’s Door on you, he had made it so you could love no one but him.
“I hate you. I hate you so much.” How you wanted the words to be true.
What a twisted game Rohan had pulled you into.
“I know.” He pulled you tighter against him. You let him.
“I’ll never say it aloud.” You threatened.
You doubt it mattered to him. Knowing that he would be the only one to ever hold your emotions-- all you happiness, sadness, your love and your hate-- that was all for Rohan now.
“You won’t have to.” He was right, again.
You knew it.
He was already content in the knowledge that you wouldn’t be able to love anyone but him. There was no winning with him from the start. You were his now whether you wanted it, or not.
So, for the time being, you let yourself have a break, and indulge in the comfort of another person.
When the next day came, you might even let yourself do it again.
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angelltheninth · 2 years
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NSFW Masterlist Part 3
MCU
Tony Stark x Fem!Reader - Only a Touch
Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader - Interrogation and Reward
Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader - Silver Tongued Devil
Pietro Maximoff x Fem!Reader - Empty on the Inside
Namor Eating You Out
Namor with a Breeding Kink
MCU Characters + Boobs or Ass
Peter Maximoff with a Flexible Reader
DC COMICS
Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader - Restraining Vengeance
Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Shopping Has Many Benefits
Catching Bruce Masturbating
Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader - Warm Showers Always Help
Bruce Wayne with a Virgin Reader
Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Remind Me to Hate You
ARCANE
Finn x Fem!Reader x Sevika - Sharing is Caring or Something Like It
Sevika x Fem!Reader - Beauty in the Eye of the Beholder
Marcus x Fem!Reader - Tell Me Under the Table
Vander Getting Cockblocked
Giving Arcane Characters Oral While They Work
Dominant Vander Headcanons
Arcane Women + Mutual Masturbation
Friends with Benefits with Vi
Silco x Fem!Reader - Quaking with Lust
Resolved Sexual Tension with Vi
Arcane Men + Morning Wood
Vander Being Too Big For You
Arcane Men + How Long Do They Last
GENSHIN IMPACT
Genshin Impact Men + Sex Pollen
Scaramouche x Fem!Reader - Unpleasant Yet Greedy
Zhongli x Fem!Reader - Instincts of a Calm Mind
Cyno + Sir Kink
Dainsleif x Fem!Reader - More Than You Can Take
Dottore x Fem!Reader - Knife Treatment
Tighnari Spends Your Heat with You
Zhongli x Fem!Bunny!Reader
Childe With A Pregnant Reader
Genshin Men with a Succubus Girlfriend
Genshin Men + Boobs, Ass or Thighs
Incubus Kaveh and Al-Haitham
Yandere Itto Headcanons
Genshin Men Having a Baby Fever
Itto and Gorou when You Ask Them to Breed You
Ayato, Cyno, Al-Haitham and Kaveh Take Your Virginity
Enemies to Lovers with Itto
Abyss Lumine Dominates You
Friends with Benefits with Genshin Men
Wedding Night with Gentle!Dom!Pantalone
Teasing Genshin Men Under the Table
Pantalone, Ayato and Zhongli During a Striptease
Giving Childe a Blowjob After a Shower
Genshin Men Reacting to Cock Worship
Professor Zhongli Headcanons
Genshin Men with a S/O Who's Shy During Sex
Scaramouche with A Wolf!Hybrid!Reader in Heat
Kaeya x Fem!Reader - Helping Hand
BLUE LOCK
Letting Ryosuke Use You for Stress Relief
Making Out with Bachira
Cockwarming Sae
Being Baro's Reward
Bachira Fucks You in His Sleep
Bachira Eating You Out
Kunigami Rensuke + Dry Humping
TWISTED WONDERLAND
Jamil Viper x Fem!Reader - Poison Just as Sweet
Rook Hunt x Fem!Reader - Ride You Don't Want to End
Virginity Loss with Jamil Viper
Trey Clover x Fem!Reader - Man of Many Talents
Azul Ashengrotto x Fem!Reader - I Was Meant to Be Yours
VALORANT
Rivals to Lovers with Yoru
Harbor x Fem!Reader - Absence Makes the Horny Grow Stronger
Viper x Fem!Reader - Snake Eyes
Reyna x Fem!Reader - A Little Death Before the Gala
Fade x Fem!Reader - Who Will You Be When You're Afraid
Chamber x Fem!Reader - Buying What You're Selling Them
JUJUTSU KAISEN
Sukuna x Fem!Reader - The Hating Game
Haruta Being Overstimulated
Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader - Way of the Househusband Nanami Kento
Sukuna x Fem!Reader - One Hell of a Time
Pussydrunk Geto Suguru Headcanons
YUUKOKU NO MORIARTY
Albert James Moriarty x Fem!Reader - Mind Over Lust
Sherlock Holmes Gets Needy in Your Office
William James Moriarty x Fem!Reader - Know Your Place
CHAINSAW MAN
Aki Hayakawa x Fem!Reader - Win Your Prize
Makima x Fem!Reader - Pretty Little Pet
Aki Hayakawa x Fem!Reader - Pass Me Your Last Cigarette
Car Sex with Aki Hayakawa
First Time with Aki Hayakawa, Kishibe and Angel Devil
THE ARCANA
Portia x Fem!Reader - Little Slice of Heaven
Asra x Fem!Reader - Sell Me a Dream
Bondage and Brat Taming with Julian Devorak
A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE
Pregnant Sex with Daemon
Daemon x Fem!Reader - Piece Offering to the Cruel Prince
Aemond + Dirty Talk
Gossip and Dumbification with Dom!Daddy Larys Strong
Post Injury Recovery Sex with Daemon
STAR WARS
The Bad Batch + Stamina
Cassian Andor x Fem!Reader - It's Called a Cockpit for a Reason
Darth Maul x Fem!Reader - Cold, Hard Touch
Star Wars Men Threesomes
Cassian Andor Thanks You in A Special Way
The Bad Batch NSFW Headcanons
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