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Yandere toxic boyfriend x male reader or GN.

You try to get out of this relationship but your boyfriend stops you and decides to punish you through hard and brutal sex.

"You always come back to me"

Yandere Toxic bf x GN Reader

Tw: Dubcon/non-con,, obsessive,, possessive,, controlling,, NSFW.,, etc.

> I haven't posted in so long, and this was requested a century ago, but I hope you fw it.

Words: 1 026 words.

Yandere toxic bf! Who you met at a party and decided to pursue you.

Yandere toxic bf! Who makes sure to get you attached to him, by stalking your social media and convincing you all your friends are toxic.

“You didn't see the way they were looking at you, but I did.” He said as he closed the door to your apartment.

“I don't think that's the case, I just think you're looking too deep into it”

He softly wraps his arms around your waist, pressing you softly against his own body, and whispers in your ear.

“If you really did love me, you'd do it”

Before you can even speak, he mashes your lips together and shoves his tongue down your throat.

Yandere toxic bf! Who will actively leave his phone open on a nude from someone he met at the bar; just to see your reaction, he always loved how you looked when you cried.

Your hands shook whilst you had the phone in hand, tears falling relentlessly.

“I just don't understand. Why aren't I enough?!” You screamed at him.

You had caught him cheating again. You had no idea why you kept coming back. He did absolutely nothing for you. All he did was use you and manipulate you.. but he had been your first boyfriend in a while, and you were more than desperate for a relationship, love, and some company.

He had been sooo perfect at first, frequent date nights, your favourite flower, every visit, and amazing sex.

Then he just abruptly stopped, and you noticed he'd come in all sweaty, hair a mess and reeked of some cheap perfume or cologne, giving you some lame ass excuse of why he had lipstick on his shirt, or why he's phone constantly buzzed with an unnecessary amount of messages or why he'd have to excuse himself to the bathroom every milisecond.

He clicked his tongue at you, lazily torn his eyes away from the TV, and laughed loudly.

“I mean, look at you, do you really think I could love someone.. something like you? You aren't catering to my needs the way she does.”

You felt an ache in your chest, you threw his phone at him,

“Leave now, I'm done.”

You demanded with a crack in your voice, as you wiped your tears away.

You watched as he grabbed his phone, sent a message and smiled at you.

“Oh for sure sweetheart, I'll see you in a week,”

He said voice drenched in this mocking tone you were too familiar with.

3 days in,

You felt inclined to message him, apologise, and tell him you'll do better, but you stopped yourself. You didn't need someone who didn't value you as a person, so instead, you got a membership at your nearest gym and changed the locks.

You were done.

7 Days in,

Whilst you were bettering yourself, your boyfriend was always watching, he followed you to your gym and made a mold of your new key.

He watched you intensely as you wiped your forehead and blushed at the compliment your spotting buddy had given you after your set.

“Were you actually serious about being done with me?

.. but you always come back to me”

If you weren't willing to come to him, he'd make you and make you never forget who you belong to.

You walked into your apartment giddy, life was better, you felt the occasional guilt of not being enough for him to stay, but you reassured yourself that you weren't the problem, he was.

“Welcome back home, baby”

You froze, absolute dread heading from the tip of your head all the way to the tips of your toes. You didn't wanna turn around and face him.

Your thoughts raced with what in hell he could possibly want from you, and more importantly how the hell did he manage to get in??

Had you not changed the locks.

“Don't look so surprised, it's our routine — we break up and we get back together and you thought you could get away from me?” He said as he made his way to you, voice darkening with each step towards you.

“Not this time I was serious about us being over, you don't deserve me — you don't respect me.” You say as you've backed up to your front door.

!!NSFW!!

He picks you up swiftly and presses you against the door, carelessly ripping your clothes away. He digs his nails into your thighs and slowly rubs his dick around your hole. You whine involuntarily.

“Someone is impatient. You're gonna have to wait until I give it to you — this is your punishment for thinking you could leave me.”

You whimper and try to wiggle out his grip. He slides his hands down your body, wrapping them around your waist and slowly sliding into your hole. He cusses and groans into your ear.

“You've been needy for me I see your hole is begging for me, you know you love how I fuck you, no one else can fuck you the way I do”

Each thrust earning a moan from you each one louder than the last, you wrap your arms around his neck, as he slowly lowers you on his dick and slowly moving you up and down on it, enjoying the way your hole just keeps sucking him in.

He grabs your hips and throws you on top the table, pinning your hands above your head burying himself in your needy hole.

Tears swelling up in your eyes,

“please..,” You whine loudly as he thrusts deeper into you

“Please nothing. I'm gonna do whatever I please with you”

He keeps your hands together with one hand and moves the other around your neck, squeezing the sides of your neck softly.

You grind against him as you finally reach your limit.

“Aw, I guess we're gonna be here all day.”

He says as you feel his hard dick throb in you, and you lose consciousness.

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Hi..

Ahem, I broke my phone(and forgot the password this this acc) which I use to write everything but I'm back! And plan to post in like 2 or 3 days I'm writing exams and doing alot for work for my art class but I have written something and any requests will be answered soon!🩷

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“You Called My Liege?”

Yandere King x Jester! GN Reader

Tw: Dubcon/non-con,, obsessive,, possessive,, controlling,, NSFW.,, ALL CHARACTERS 18+ PLEASE.

Words: 1.6k words

Yandere Prince! Who had first seen you when you had walked in with you dad, your family had been a family of Jesters for the Royal Family for centuries for now.

Yandere Prince! Who met you when his father has introduced you two to each other, explaining that you will be his Jester when he is the future King, with that a bond had started to grow between you too.

Yandere Prince! Who has always been blunt, stoic and short tempered, but when being around your cheeky and playful personality and eventually his stiff personality melts away and welcomes you, soon enough you two would play around places around the Palace whenever your dad was called upon by his father.

Yandere Prince! Who killed his father when he had suggested that he was just maybe too close with his Jester, that it was inappropriate to be friends with his Jester. Who did his father think he was telling him what to do with HIS Jester?

He dropped the blooded sword, as he kicked the former king's head away from him.

“Clean this up.” he lazily gazed into the dreary eyes of his father, his voice devoid of any guilt or remorse.

“Burn the body and fetch me my jester.” A small smile spreading across his features at the thought of you as he pushed past the stunned maids who hurriedly obeyed, they wouldn't want face the wrath of the kings short temper.

Yandere Prince! Who has you by his side the whole coronation, and he gets a thrill when you called him “My Liege” for the first time.

Your skin warm from laying on grass, sun blazing on your skin, hands intertwined with the teenage future king, he was squeezing your hand as if trying to keep you from running away from him, but you decided not to pay it any mind.

You felt a slight tug, and you hummed softly.

“I don't wanna marry someone I don't know or even love,” He said, frustration and exasperation laced in his voice “but my father insisted it was a necessity for the economy of our kingdom.”

“If it's an economic boost you need, why not hold a royal jousting tournament?” You said softly chuckling at your own joke “Loser buys dinner... or a bride”

He looked at you deadpanned, you softly rolled your eyes.

“Who would you even marry?” You teased him softly “I don't know of anyone you fancy.”

“Are you sure?” He questioned, as he put his hand on your chin tilting it to face him. “But to answer your question, My fool, you would be my bride.”

You weren't really sure if the king was joking or not, so you had changed the subject instead.

As you walked down the halls of the Jesters towers, the king had requested for you the usual spot, the throne room, a room you've grown very accustomed to.

The door to the room had no guards protecting it, so you had entered. There sat the king on his righteous throne, his hand resting in his chin and legs crossed, clearly in deep thought.

“You called My Liege?” You said as you bowed, dipping low and a playful smile on your face. The king who's eyes now locked with yours, had merely patted the arm rail of his throne, you obliged.

“Tell me..” he says as he snakes his arm loosely around your waist, shifting in his seat to be closer with you.

You hummed lightly, it wasn't weird that the king was being so … affectionate, he'd always wanted to be close with you.

“Do you recall when I told you that I would make you my bride?” He asked, with a tone unrecognisable to you.

“Oh your little quip?” You answered, focusing on his thumb rubbing your waist slowly, his hand slowly making its way down.

He let out a lifeless, breathy snicker, “I do not jest, that is your job.”

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He lifts you up, placing you on his lap, rocking you back and forth, you can feel his hardened cock against your entrance.

“But if you're going to be my bride, I need everyone to know you’re mine.” He said as he digs his hands into your waist.

“I think it's better to marry someone who..” You pause, as you try to squirm off his lap, but he holds you down, “Is more equipped to be a monarch.”

“You'd make a perfect spouse for me” He says as kisses and bites your neck, as he rips your clothes off your body, the cold air hitting your skin, makes you shiver.

You let out a soft gasp at the feeling of him biting your neck. “I'm gonna have to stretch you out,” He says as pushes two fingers into and you gasp loudly, pushing yourself against his chest.

With every sweet sound you let out he can feel his cock and precum coating his undergarments, he pumps his fingers roughly.

“Wow, you must really want to be filled, your greedy hole is taking my fingers so well,” He says as he picks up the pace of his fingers “has someone ever pleasured you so well?”

You already feel your climax close, but he pulls his fingers out “You don't release unless I tell you too, My Fool.”

You whine at the emptiness that fills you now. “Stand.” Nothing but hunger in voice, afraid you obey, you had seen what he was capable of with his sword.

He took off his clothing as you, his long and hard cock, throbbing and the tip glistening with precum.

He had grabbed you and bent you over the very same arm rail you sat on, he slowly pushed himself into your hole, grabbing a handful of your ass and giving it a hard slap, his hands travelling from your ass to your hip, letting out a loud groan.

“Oh fuck, you feel just right, your hole wraps around me so perfectly” he said with a dreamy like voice.

“What about the maids and butlers, I don't wanna be seen in this case” you said trying to bite back the moans that are bubbling in your throat.

“If they even dare to look, I'll kill them, your body is only for my eyes,” He says, thrusting deeply into you at every word he says, unable to keep your moans anymore, you let out loud moans that fill the room and his groans as well.

With each deep thrust you feel your climax closing in, and you can tell he is too with his fastened pace and his balls slapping your skin.

“Please cum with me, please, please, please” he whines and pants as he trails his hands up your back and pulls you as you both release, you relax as his semen feels warm.

The King picks you up, his hard cock still twitching inside you, and puts you on the throne.

“I'm not finished, My Darling.”

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This is something I've been wanting to do for a while, so I decided I should just do it.

I'm Vi, I write whatever you and I want,, please have fun here! I'll try to post consistently.

I WILL dabble in yandere,, monster fucking/teratophilia and anything of the sorts!

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" OH THE THINGS YOU DO TO ME. "

Yandere Best-friend x GN! Reader

Tw: obsessive yandere, isolating the reader, nsfw/suggestive, noncon, THE CHARACTERS ARE IN THEIR LAST YEAR OF HIGHSCHOOL MAKING THEM 18+ PLEASE.

Yandere Best-friend! Who you met in middle school when your teacher had made assigned seats and eventually he started talking to you, at first you were hesitant,, but the more you talked and slowly you didn't realise you guys become more than "class friends."

Yandere Best-friend! Who had made your other friends cut you off, threatening them to leave HIS best-friend alone because why do you need more than just him. He is more than enough for you. By Highschool it was just you and him<3.

Yandere Best-friend! Who shows up to every single of your events, whether it's sports, a club meeting whatever it is he was there.

Yandere Best-Friend!,, In highschool they had been a tension in your friendship, that EVERYONE had noticed but you guys or maybe just you.

Yandere Best-friend! Who started to guess you were touch starved, whenever you let him play with you hair, you'd whimper softly. (He abused your soft spot for him)

!!NSFW//SUGGESTIVE!!

You guys were cuddling how you guys had gotten to this point one moment you guys were studying and then your break had turned to having your legs intertwined his hand around your waist and your back against his chest and you sleeping.

Even though you guys do this quite often he still couldn't help getting so hard at your form he knew you were a heavy sleeper so he used that to his advantage. His hand on your waist, as he lightly presses himself against you, he'd imagined you so many times, the way you would moan his name, what sound you would make when he buried himself so deep into you, he bucked his hips into yours, lightly kissing your neck and back, as he took in your scent his thrust got rougher and more desperate.

His quiet moans turning into loud and breathy moans, whispering your name as if a prayer. His mind wandering how you would feel around all his girth. His hand around your waist tightening as a wet spot forming on his pants and his moans filled the room.

"Oh the things you do to me."