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yandere!artist was one of the few people you considered genuine friends. He makes you special on days you were feeling horrible through his talent. His body feels hot whenever he brings you a smile.

yandere!artist who convinces you to model for his paintings as a little favour, painting every delicate feature of your face while his other hand shakily covered his lower face, his face beetroot red.

yandere!artist who can't help but ask you again. This being your fourth time modelling for his piece.

yandere!artist who simply takes pleasure from your compliments and praises as his body gets hot and overwhelmed by your amazed expression.

yandere!artist who goes absolutely mad when he knew you were going to study abroad and he pleaded with you to stay but only fell on deaf ears.

yandere!artist who yearns to touch you again, the paintings he made only drive him mad. He needs to feel you again, somehow!

yandere!artist who tries to encourage himself to try sculpting, a thing he'd have to suffice until you come back. And then, he tries to make a sculpture of you, closing his eyes as he molds it to how you felt when he first touched you.

yandere!artist who now has a room dedicated to you… It was adorned by paintings and sculptures of you. 

yandere!artist who caresses the sculpture he recently made, holding your waist, kissing your hands, worshipping you.

yandere!artist who is still a little satisfied as he admired at the sculpture. He would shake and beg on its feet for you to come back, praying for you to somehow hear his pleas.

yandere!artist who would unhesitatingly do unimaginable shit to it.

He raised to lock his arms behind it as he tried to engulf the scent of a perfume you absentmindedly told him before, he murmured in a low tone, “You feel so cold, darling...” He shifted his position so he could see your lips as he licked his, “Will you allow me to..?"

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newly-wed!yandere!husband who married darling a few months after her husband passed away.

yan!husband who was not surprised you introduced your 5 year old son to him, he knew you'd tell him soon enough.

yan!husband whose heart swells as your love for him grows even more.

yan!husband who couldn't resist treating the child horridly, as he despises his whole existence since he's the proof of you and your ex-husband’s love.

yan!husband who threatens the child to make his time worth it because he will soon be replaced by his and your child.

yan!husband who tries to make you think your child is delusional and just anxious about his presence in your life or when your son tells you about his plan.

yan!husband who beams with joy inside as you try to discipline your son to treat him with respect.

yan!husband who tries to endlessly coax you into having a child with him but his words seemed futile.

yan!husband who eventually switches your contraceptives with something else.

yan!husband who tries to fill you to the brim with his cum every single time as your body shakes with pleasure as you let him, knowing you were taking pills.

yan!husband who creeps a triumphant smile as he stares at your shaken form as you showed him the positive pregnancy test.

Your husband hushes you as he cradles you in his arms, he coos at you, “It’s alright, darling. I'm not mad.”

Of course, he isn't mad. In fact, he's over the moon. He lets you sob your heart out against his chest as his arms wraps around your frail form, and he grins at his successful plan.

All that's left was what shall he do to your son?

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐘𝐀𝐍!

Riding your husband and capturing the moment with a camera

Newly-wed husband wanting another child with you

Desperate artist who sculpts a replica of you

more to be added . . .

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𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

Call me Flore. I am 19 + . He/Him.

This is a NSF/W blog. I strongly suggest that minors should not interact.

This blog contains dark themes & yandere themes.

[ masterlist ] Requests are open.

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hellooo are your requests open now? ignore this is you aren't !

yes, anon it iss

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Smile for the camera, baby! ♡

sub!yan!husband x meanie!reader

TW: dom!fem!reader, masturbation (hand job), slight orgasm denial, choking with fingers, creampie,

sub!yandere!husband had just gotten home from work and how he can't wait to see his caring lover again. He may have a high libido himself, but his wife? Oh, that will be the death of him.

You sat prettily on top of his lap, your newly manicured nails that he paid for, wrapped tightly around his cock’s tip. He groans as you lean in for a kiss, the pace on your hand getting faster, and his mouth opens to gasp. You have been teasing his cock, milking him for all his worth, but not letting his cock taste your warm insides.

You could feel his hips buckling, he grunts, his legs shaking as white long ribbons landing on both of your shirts. One of your hands raised to put a strand of his hair to see his scrunched brows with his eyes closed. You cooed with a honey-sweet tone by his ear, “Y’look so pretty underneath me, love.”

He softly moans at your compliment, instantly with just your little praise, his cock came stirring back to life, and you laugh lowly at how pathetic he always ends up.

With your hand still on his now semi-hard cock, your other hand came in to grope his chest to get his necktie and rid of the buttons of his white long sleeves off of him. His shaky fingers reached for your hand to help you remove them from each of the holes, the upper half of his polo now exposed. With the same hand, you raised it to caress his face and lifted it up to expose his neck and left wet chaste kisses, leaving red lipstick marks as he crooned his neck back more to give you more access.

He gasps when you started to pump again, the palm of your hand centering its attention on its tip as he let out little whimpers. Your other hand was still stroking what was not given attention. Your experienced hands never fail to make his cock pulse, while your lips were still leaving kisses on his neck.

His breath quickens again, your hands busy stroking up and down his cum covered dick as he whines and pants, his hands shakily reaching for your hand, his eyes closing to focus on reaching that peak, “Ngh—b-baby, hah… faster, please…!”

When your hands come to an abrupt stop, he whines loudly as his hips try to buck to get a little more friction, “Why'd you… please, ngh—continue stroking me, p-please! P-please move!”

You shoved your fingers inside his mouth, muffling his whines and babbles, as he eagerly sucked on them quickly, moaning at the salty taste of his earlier release on your fingers. You pushed further down his throat, and he choked, spit splattering, but still didn't dare to cease as it drooled on the corner of his mouth and your fingers.

Once you were satisfied, you removed your fingers from his mouth, and he moaned as you covered his dick with saliva, though that was just short lived.

You remove your fingers from his cock, and he cries from the sudden loss of contact but is quickly stopped by a moan as you lift yourself up and let yourself drop down his cock. You grind your hips underneath you, giving him a moan as you relish in the feeling of his fat girth that will always make you so fucking full, his cock twitches from your sudden tightness. He pants as his breath quickens once again—finally, finally you let him fill you up deep inside.

You started to bounce yourself on his dick slowly, then faster suddenly as his hands rested on each of your thighs with his head laid back on the sofa, mouth letting out whiny moans. With one of his arms, he covers it as the heat and red hue spreads his face.

You softly grunted, the erotic sight of your husband underneath you—heated and horny—makes you just remember something... one of your hands reached over the near drawer and pulled out something on the top portion, your husband didn't bother, he's already too pussy drunk.

Once you hold it in your grasp, you continued to bounce on him, not letting him get a chance to breathe as you lifted the camera in your hands, with the lens staring directly at the two of your heated bodies. Your other hand reached to grasp his cheeks with your thumb on the side and index finger on the other, waking him up to whatever love spell he was under.

He slips a peek underneath his arm. His face showed something of curiosity, mixed with lust as he waits for what you'll do. You shove his face towards the camera’s way and his face flusters even more as he shakes for you to stop.

You grinned, eyes filled with lust, “Smile for the camera, baby.”

Click!

He shakes underneath you. Surprisingly, at the same time the photo shoots, he moans loudly as he shoots his heavy warm load deep inside you too. He arched his body forward to hide his face from the camera as he feels your laugh vibrate through your chest. His hands tightly hug your body to keep you still on his throbbing cock as he continues to fill your womb with his fertile seed.

He panted on your chest, and you chuckled. “Good job, baby! We're going to put this along with the other ones.”

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