#yan drabble

[kituono]

𝅄 ꣑ৎ ࣪ㅤ𓈒 Yandere Werewolf small fic.

W/c: 1016

A/N ┊ GUESS WHOS BACK SHADYS BACK/j HAYO im coming back for like a short amount of time and surprisingly I made a fic that's like 1000 words?!? OK SO he's not like ur average werewolf guys pls give him a chance lol I'll be happy if atleast 1 person reads it NOT PROOFREAD Im sorry im lazy pls

No spicy stuff sorry guys :(

PAIRING ┊Yan!Werewolf x You.

TW ┊ Dead body, Mentions of stalking, obsession but not a cutesy your mine type of way yknow? Would kill for you, literally

Many of the villagers have mumbled and whispered about a werewolf prancing about. Such nonsense couldn't be believed by you. To see is to believe...

Everyone shut their doors that night, the moon was full after all. Nocturnal beasts were not something to snicker at. A werewolf has no choice but to turn into a beast, when the moon is out they have no choice over their body. You could hear a beast howling in the night, its crying echoed throughout the forest and sent chills down your spine.

Mary, your friend has reassured you nothing will come to harm the both of you. After all this town was filled with many rumors, and words of the town meant nothing to us. Superstition was nothing but words spoken by elders to scare kids, werewolves, old hags, and vampires were but old fairy tales.

The sun shone on your skin, the rays blinded you and you started to feel a little lightheaded from all this sun. The morning sun never fails to shine brightly in your face and make you regret coming outside. The weather smelled of freshly baked dough and bird poo. You bumped into a man who was currently runningーhastily in fact! He looked like he was going to be late at any moment to something, or for someone. His face was gaunt and slim but his body was muscular and lean, dirt was stained on his cheeks and nose. He ended up bumping into you, and the collision made you both fumble backward and you dropped whatever groceries you bought that day. He dropped a few pieces of bread which now were sullied from the dirty gravel.

“S’cuse me! Sorry!-” He panted before trying to get up and tried to get as much bread as he could from the floor. A merchant, who was a little plump and had some stubble, approached the boy.

“oi! You!- Don't you know better than to steal?!”

Spat the merchant from whom the boy stole from. The boy didn't fight back, he couldn't. He didn't have the strength to even stand up after such a harsh beating from the merchant afterward. Most of the folk stared at the boy who was lying there, then carried on with their day. Not even stopping to help out the boy, they were afraid of getting stolen from him. You too joined in the crowd and ignored the fellow. As heartless as this was, there wasn't much you could do to help him anyway; your groceries were now a little bruised from falling out of your bag, but they were still good to eat and none of them can be spoiled just from a little dirt.

You walked through the streets, watching horses pass by and people. Your mind was still stuck on the poor boyーand how he looked. But, It was a common sight to see people go through such desperate acts to get an ounce of food.

The boy lingered in your mind for days until you soon forgot about him a few weeks later, and you never saw him again in the streets. It seemed like he had already got caught or chased out because of his misbehaving. That's when you heard shuffling nearby. It was the same disheveled boy you saw earlier. He was rummaging around the town to find scraps of food, his itchy hands wanting something to steal. His face looked starved more than usual, there was nothing. Not even a bit of money to buy anything. Not wanting to feel guilty this time, you decided to reach into your pockets to give a few coins to him.

When you offered a small bundle of coins, he was elated to see such kindness from someone. He looked.. more like a happy puppy. His posture wasn't straight and refined but more hunched, his hands were rough, and the texture of his skin on yours was interesting, to say the least.

“thank you..” he whispered in a soft voice, his throat coarse and it made yours feel itchy in a way.

He ran off, with the little coins you gave him. Maybe he was just a common beggar, after all, it hurt your peace of mind that you possibly just gave a no-good thief money to spend on something that wasn't food.

Surely the good deed you did would reward you? But nothing good has come yet. Only suffering, it seemed everyone around you was wary after that incident. It seemed the werewolf everyone was talking about has now placed its target on you, rumors spread like wildfire to avoid you or else they'll be taken too.

Mary had been too close to you, the wolf had noticed such a thing. It was a horrific sight, her body mangled and bruised in the forest. Her limbs dislocated and cracked, it was as if a vile animal attacked her. But no such thing could be done by an animal in the forest. Not even a coyote could do something like this. Only tiny flies swarmed around her, attracted to her scent.

The loss was nothing to the werewolf, only attracted to you. Fond was the boy, he could not approach you directly but only howl at night and lose his humanity, but his lust and love for you hadn't gone. Envious of the others who came near your kindness, it sickened the werewolf. In exchange for his loyalty, you unknowingly gave him something he wished for; generosity. No one could love a man who possesses lycanthropy. To the point where they'd ostracize him even if he did no wrong to the village but eat wildlife in the forest, and a few of their barn animals too.

For the rest of your life, it was a cat-and-mouse chase, he wanted to devour you whole. He desperately yearned for just an ounce of your affection, anything to satisfy his heart from the constant cycle of changing. The poor beggar you saw that day hadn't forgotten you as you thought, instead, he made your life hell if you weren't cooperative with him.

@kituono

[kittysarchive]

Do I make you happy? Beomgyu

@createdbytragedy this is the one you wanted, sorry it's quick.

warning's- quick drabble, yan beomgyu, smut, oral fem receive,

"Do I make you happy?" Beomgyu asks, rising from her thighs. His chin covered in her juices as he innocently asks. You nod, coming back from your daze of plesure.

Beomgyu beams, smiling brighter as he see's your response. Diving back into your heat, he slurps more of you. Eager to make you happier then before, eager to make you love him more....

'and you make him happy' Beomgyu thinks to himself.

[bananastarlo]

Warning: NSFW!

Thinking about nerdy yandere who is more than willing to help you study for your next exam. You invite him over since you think he’ll be easy to take advantage of. After all, his shy demeanor and nerdy interests don’t faze you at all.

What you don’t expect is how easily his patience snaps.

“Please, try to at least follow what I’m saying — are you even listening?”

Now he’s inside of you, trying to at least get you to do something right.

“That’s wrong,” he grunts, slowing his pace and abandoning your pussy as you whimper and tremble in need. “Come on, baby, just like I taught you.”

You grind yourself against him, mind foggy from how many times he’s denied your orgasm when you didn’t know the answer to his stupid questions.

As you stutter out the answer he’s waiting for, he captures your lips in a sloppy kiss, shoving his tongue into your throat and igniting a burning ache in your tummy, the pool of arousal beneath you only growing.

And without warning, you feel his throbbing dick pumping back into you, filling you up perfectly as he begins to mercilessly pound into you. His sweaty body slaps against your own, combined with his loud moans, filling the room with the lewdest and most erotic sounds you’ve ever heard in your life.

“Tell me what you need. Tell me you need me, that you won’t ever need another man because I can make you feel so good. Ugh, f-fuck!”

His voice cracks as his eyes roll back, forehead glistening with sweat. He feels your cunt clench around him as you come undone under him, body shivering, waiting for him to cum too.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, feeling his own orgasm approaching at the sight of you completely disheveled.

You’re already overstimulated by the time he thrusts deep inside of you for the last time.

You can’t think straight anymore, but he makes sure to push his thick, heavy load inside you. When he finally pulls out and you’re still dripping, he drops to his knees in front of you, licking and cleaning up the mess you two made. You gasp. Looking down, seeing him like this, gazing up at you with that hunger in his eyes, makes you mewl in feverish delight.

“Look at you… being so obedient after all. You liked that, hm?”

All you can do is lazily nod, earning a cocky grin.

“Next time I visit,” he breathes against your skin, “you better have all the answers ready — so I can make you feel even better, yeah?”

[rexhya]

yandere!prince who's 3 months way from becoming king, the citizens and palace have already begun preparing for his coronation.

yandere!prince whos more terrifying than his father, nobles bow before him like GOD, his dark violet eyes gleaming with power.

yandere!prince who's favorite word is obedience, so it's no surprise when you're accepted as his personal maid he revels in your compliance.

"[Name], stand. Now." You're in his chambers holding a bowl of grapes. (he insists you feed him)

you stand.

"spin." you spin.

"lift up your skirt." you blush, giving him an almost disgraced face. as his personal maid, you were treated better but he'd never been perverted. you should have known better.

you move to set the bowl of grapes down anyways, you'd rather be humiliated for a moment then disobey and be forced to the torture many servants were subjected to. it wouldn't be so bad anyways, you had a petticoat under and would only lift the first layer.

the prince moved before you could, a pleasant smile taking up his brown cheeks, "God you really are perfect. I was joking, m'lady." he layed back down on his red velvet couch, motioning with his hands for you to continue feeding him.

now you were even more confused, the prince nicknamed "iron of evil" was making a joke? (and what was m'lady about, you were quite literally a commoner) you set the ruffles back down and continue pricking the grapes from the vine and into his mouth, this was probably your least favorite task he requested you do.

not because it was hard but because the prince was completely different from how he presented himself to the public.

moaning and whimpering exaggeratedly as you fed him the fruit, the worst is when he licks at your fingers, even taking one into his mouth, pearly whiteness flicking around the digit.

he always seemed to be smiling around you, it was worse knowing how horrible he could be to others.

like that time a noble staying temporarily was caught trying to poison him, usually their sentence to death would be immediate no questions asked but this prince loved to play games.

it was in the throne room, two gaurds stood by the captive and the prince stood in front of him ( you standing silently by his side praying they wouldn't behead him in front of you ) .

and after staring at the man for almost ten minutes without saying a word, he turned to you.

"pick a number between 1 and 1,000"

you jumped, eyes flickering between the man and the prince, "don't look at him, look at me. number quickly." he graps your jaw within seconds. you gasp, there was no arguing with the prince.

you stared directly into his eyes, sputtering out a number, "o-one"

"hmm." his grip doesn't falter, instead he turns your face side to side peering at all your features. "would you look at this, you actually have a desireable face."

you didn't know wether to take it as a compliment or an insult.

he finally lets go, "okay, have him drawn in quarterd. i want him out of my sight."

you gulped, guilt shredding at your heart as the man screamed. now you felt responsible for his punishment, though you suspect he would have done anything he liked anyways.

as usual.

the prince kisses your palm bringing you back to the present, he's been like this lately too. becoming affectionate in private spaces ( and in public spaces ), insisting you dote on him, care for him and play good girl all while you face the consequences ( many people think you're secretly sleeping with him, though hes met his suitor many times )

"what are you thinking of, tell me your thoughts love."

you gulped, "well honestly my prince i was thinking this is highly inappropriate and that your should stop so that the both of us will avoid trouble, and also—"

the prince stops kissing you, darkened eyes glaring at you viciously. "[Name]" he said suddenly.

you gulp, regretting your decision to speak up immediately.

"you're perfect, okay? i need you to continue being perfect so that everyone here stays happy alright?" you nod. "and i told you to stop calling me that."

"i-i apologize my-sorry um, Anul."

Anul grins and shifts his body to sit upwards, "good, now come here." he motions to his lap and you sigh, as of the past few weeks this was common as well. he pats his thigh impatiently and you smooth down your skirt to move towards him. his arms are around you before you can even make it on him, his nose grazing your neck, "mm, perfect, all mine, so perfect."

you sigh again and fold your hands over your lap, you wouldn't deny this prince was comfortable to sit on but it was not only highly unprofessional but horribly nerve racking.

you were just glad nobody was in here to see it.

and just then a knock came from the door. you scramble to move but Anul hold on fast, "come in." his voice was like murky water compared to how he was speaking to you before.

another servant maid opens the door, looking at your turned down face for a moment before adressing her reason for being here. "uhm, [Name] has been requested in the chambers by Ms. Jalei just for a quick meeting." Ms. Jalei was the head of all thr maids in the palace.

Anul looks bored at her. "She's busy." and quickly turns back to you, but the maid hasnt left yet.

she clears her throat again, "it's umh, it's urgent." she say looking at you and the man, his arms tighten around your waist. "[Name]? what should i do? seems likes there another pest trying to disturb our peace. number, 1-1,000" the maid freezes up, even she knew was this meant.

your eyes went wide as you looked at him, god not this again. "I-I don't want her to get hurt."

"Oh how sweet. Don't worry she won't feel a thing." Anul smiles devilishly. The maid looks ready to cry.

You turned between them, you hears what happened with the other guy, you didn't know who this was but you certianly didn't want her to get hurt, not because she f you anyways.

"w-what can i do? to fix it, i don't think she deserves such a punishment. it's me there asking for anyways, so what should i do?" you pleaded.

that caught his attention, "What you can do...?" He thought for a moment, "You. Get out."

The door was such in seconds.

"ya' know ever since i've met you [Name] i've just been so much better, i'd really love it if you gave me a kiss. I think i deserve it dont you?"

you gulped, you saw something like this coming, you were prepared. you gave a small okay and Anul shifted so you were sitting on his crotch rather than his lap. "okay here i go." and placed the tiniest contact on his lips he almost missed it.

he blinked, "what was that."

"well, i just kisses you my prince. as you requested."

"that wasn't a kiss."

"well—" you don't get a chance to answer as he cups your mouth with his, your tounge sliding on the roof of his mouth, by the time he's finished you can barely breath. his hands had someway crawled themselves onto your side and he found himself craving you, needing you carnally and more than ever. he lets go.

"that was a kiss, and don't make me teach you again."

[rxmye]

" 𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 "

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐂𝐊 — a confident athlete who turns into pathetic putty at the thought of you . . .

nsfw / sixteen + content / smut / gender neutral reader / yandere content / sub!yandere / masturbation / pervert yandere (he literally breaks into the locker room for your shit) / olfactophilia/osmolagnia (scent/smell kink) / dacryphilia (kink for crying) / breath play / yandere oc x reader

masterlist | requesting rules | character info . . . a/n: haven't wrote smut in awhile, so im a bit rusty . . .

Lucas dangled the keys in his hands, a grin playing on his face as he walked towards the locker room—using the key to unlock the door—it was pretty easy grabbing the keys from the janitor's room, not that this school was particularly secure with their locks. It would be pretty easy breaking in, if he tried hard enough . . 

Lucas scanned the area, looking through each locker trying to find which one was yours . . he had your lock combination memorized, though he did get a little help from a friend in order to figure it out.

His hands reached for the clothes that you had left in your locker, lifting it up to his face, eyes going half lidded as he inhaled your intoxicating scent, he felt his face growing warm and his body growing weak. Lucas leaned down onto the lockers for support, almost losing balance as he slid down onto the floor.

Lucas pressed the flimsy piece of clothing further onto his face, engulfing himself in your smell—so much so that he could almost taste you—all the while his other hand travelled downwards, clumsily unbuckling his pants in a hurry . . hasty movements contradicted his rational mind, not bothering to care if he'd get caught.

He slid his pants down, just enough to reveal his semi-hard cock—a soft whine escaped him at the feeling of the cold air—his free hand now teasing his tip, as he relaxed his body, closing his eyes shut . .—imagining how disgusted you'd be seeing him in this pitiful state— . . that really turned him on, he cussed under his breath at how pitiful and pathetic his thoughts were . .

Lucas wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, slowly moving his hand up and down—his vision growing hazy—as he let out breathy sighs of pleasure—whines growing louder when he moved his hand faster.

Lucas stuffed the clothing he took, and pushed it into his mouth—drool escaped the corners of his mouth—blocking his ability make a sound, as he moved his hand faster around his cock—little tear droplets stinging his eyes, as he felt his legs shake slightly at the sheer pleasure—he used his now free hand to pinch his nose, closing his only source of air . . .

All he could taste was you, the clothing taking away all the moisture in his mouth, as tears begin to escape his eyes, saliva escaping the corners of his mouth, dripping onto his clothing—his legs began to convulse—his back arching slightly, as he finally came, all over the floor . . .

Lucas spat out the fabric, "fuck", the bell rang . . How is he gonna clean up this mess fast enough? . .

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[cloudedcreams]

thinking about a darling with a yandere! crush.

you’ve never seen him before but you’ve heard of him. the weird kid, who nobody likes, who lingers near the back. he skips lectures, takes smoke breaks outside and had a decent reputation before he fucked it all over for himself.

seeing him for the first time was like a breath of fresh air if anything. staring into his intense eyes and practically simpering before realising that he was staring too.

there was something about his eyes that you found so intense. it seemed as though he’d lost all care in the world, and therefore found no reason to look away. he looked at you with eyes filled with judgement, and yet with feelings that you couldn’t decipher.

it became a common occurrence. you’d follow him around out of what you told yourself to be boredom, and he’d tear his eyes away from whatever he was doing to gaze back. there’d be times he’d be occupied with something and you’d have a moment without the tension before he suddenly paused his movements and tilted his head to stare at you for a moment, before looking away.

you don’t plan to speak to him, and it seems the same thought applies to him to him. he’d certainly have heard you speaking before, perhaps ranting to a friend or complaining about something, but it seemed he barely spoke. the most you’d said to him would have to have been a meek ‘sorry’ during a time he’d bumped into you, and you could practically feel him pressed up against you before you moved away.

the two of you will be content with just watching. <3

[pancaake101]

yan! femboy ૮꒰/ฅ//ฅ//꒱ა

imp. notes!!: fem reader + masturbation mention

yan! femboy who met you when you, despite your lack of outgoing-ness, got accepted into the maid cafe! he thought you were the cutest little thing, how shy and kind you were. though the logic was lost on him on how someone as shy as you got into a maid cafe.

yan! femboy who didn’t immediately get absolutely infatuated with you, it was over time as he got to know you more when he realized he wanted you to himself. to him it came as a total surprise!! like yeah sure you're cute and your shyness definitely works in your favor but he never thought he'd like you like this, let alone obsessed with you!

yan! femboy who often made you stay back after closing the cafe for the night, he always said it's to 'mentor' you more and to get you more eased into being a maid at the cafe but really it was just to chat with you more and learn more about you. he wants to be wayyyy more than just a coworker to you ૮꒰/ฅ//ฅ//꒱ა

yan! femboy who sometimes finds himself sending glares to the customers for being so comfortable with you, they need to realize ur his, even if u dont know it yet urself :(

yan! femboy who often gets jealous of the customers who you get along with too well. don't get him wrong, he knows its part the job to be so sweet and understanding and to expect more comfortable customers conversating and being talkative with you but, goddammit, is the over joyous laughter and batting eyelashes necessary? you're never like that with him...

yan! femboy who sometimes would pick a customer he's particularly jealous of and accuse them of stuff like theft, being creepy, or just anything serious to get you to think lowly of them. he would then complain to management about the customer's behavior and eventually get them banned from the cafe— It always works considering it's a maid cafe and there's bound to be at least some weirdos

yan! femboy who finally made it to friend status with you! because he finally got you this way, he'd often invite you to his house (and hoped that you'd feel comfortable enough to invite him to yours!). if he's being honest, he never wanted to be at your house just for a sleepover. i mean, yeah, he wants to be near you all day, talk to you, and touch you but he moreso wants to be there to steal burrow your belongings. he'd be so honoured to take home one of your things!!

yan! femboy who often invites you over to his house, and when you're asleep he takes so many cute pictures of you!! its not creepy,, its just you look so adorable sleeping so soundly on his bed. he needs to cherish this moment and what better way to do that then yknow take a couple pics! (he jerks off to them sometimes)

yan! femboy who is so glad to have met you, hes not even sure as to how hes gone on in this world so long without you!! now, without you he sees no purpose. he is absolutely determined to make you his, even if it means playing dirty to get there

౨ৎ

[n0rmal-cat]

Alien pet thoughts

[oh to be held safe and sound]

Alien leader who has a husband that is the embodiment of “dad who didn’t want dog”

He glares at his spouse and you while you cuddle together as they work.

“We don’t need a pet you know, we have enough to do already” he says crossing his arms. “But look how weak they are we can’t let them go” he just grumbles back.

Reader is kinda scared of him, one day they know he’s just gonna pick them up and throw them off the ship into the vacuum of space.

One day leader yan asks their husband to watch over reader for a while as they do work. Their husband reluctantly agrees saying “fine but don’t expect me to baby the damn thing”

Cue leader coming back to their husband dressing reader like the little model they are and pampering them with kisses as they squirm around in his arms.

“Honey you didn’t tell me the little thing was this cute~”

“Yes I did, multiple times in fact…dear they appear to be biting you”

“Don’t worry, I’ve learned that’s how humans express love”

“I don’t think…well at least you don’t look like you want to murder them anymore”

[thefavouritelamb]

you have some serious fucking daddy issues, not even kidding. fortunately for you, your older yan!boyfriend is here to help you out in fulfilling your fantasies.

he can read you like a book. there's a flush to your cheeks when he kisses your knuckles, dresses you in the prettiest of dresses, praises you while you sit nicely on his lap. he's a wonder to be with because he knows everything that you need—even the ones you didn't know about.

he will make you cum so prettily too. you're bundled up in his embrace, fucking you so roughly but he's muttering sweet words that just makes your entire body weak. your body feels numb as he's thrusting, thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. the world spins for a moment and he's whispering to you:

"so good for me, sweetheart. feel so good around your daddy. your pussy is going to make a mess for daddy, hm? daddy will make you cum. daddy is going to make you cum so fucking good, sweetheart."

[monstersholygrail]

Chronically Online!Yandere had seen this trend that couples were doing all around TikTok. A cute little idea where they’d text each other random updates on their day to see what they say in response. He was way too giddy to try the trend out with you. But instead of texting you updates on his day, he wanted to text you updates on your day!

Unknown Number: “Good Morning! I know you woke up a little earlier than your usual alarm, but that’s ok! It’ll be a good day

“Uh, I think you have the wrong number.”

Unknown Number: “You’re eating some toast for breakfast but maybe you should add some fruit too so you aren’t hungry before lunch.”

“Who is this???”

Creep: “Your drive to work was pretty long but morning traffic be like that sometimes. At least you got some great music taste.”

“If this is some kinda prank, it’s not funny.”

Creep: “Stopping at the grocery store after work is smart. You don’t have much food left in your fridge.”

“How the hell have you seen the inside of my fridge?!”

Stalker: “What you’re cooking smells amazing. Dinner should be done soon and then you can relax.”

“W-what?? Seriously, if you don’t stop I’m gonna call the police!!”

Stalker (Dangerous!!!): “Someone’s knocking on the door. Better open up, darling.”

Chronically Online!Yandere has to stifle his giggling on the other side of the door, waiting for you to open up. All day your responses have been so teasing and adorable. He couldn’t wait to see the look on your face when you saw that it was him, unable to wait any longer to finally be with you.

He owed it all to the sweet TikTok trend. When it popped up on his fyp he knew it was fate the trend had come to him. And boy is he happy it did. Who knew searching up cute couple videos would lead to this?

[kituono]

HI! JUST wanted to say rq that I love your writing omg!!

Okok... *AHEM* Idk if you are taking requests, but! What if y/n was somehow able to marry her human crush? (゜ロ゜)

· ୨୧ · · Destiny awaits.

W/C : 469

A/N ┊ (・ω・) FUFUFHUEHEU TYSM :'3 MWAH. Yan octo probably won't be so happy bout this. Also yues Kitsuvio is taking requests !! ?!(・o・;) ? It's a short fic but I hope you'll enjoy it, ♪ (〃∇〃)ノ由☆ here's the link to the first octo Yan thingy I love cheese

PAIRING ┊ Yan!octo hybrid x Reader (afab)

TW ┊ Mentions of suffocating, kidnapping, forced marriage (?)

He didn't expect it to go this way. How could his plan fail? The octopus watched in envy as you managed to woo over the puny man's heart and prepared to wed him before sun-down. His little scheme of having him fall in love with the lighthouse girl didn't work out.

A sour expression was left on his face once he realized you were going to have to share a kiss with that man.

Didn't that man know you were already betrothed? Even if you didn't know it at the time...

Instead of retreating into his cave, Yan Octo decided he was going to have to change his plans. Before your wedding day, he decided to pay you a little visit. You were walking down on the shore, the sand between your new feet. You were still trying to get used to your life without a voice and your tail; walking was hard itself, with your sensitive legs always wobbling like noodles.

Before you knew it, slimy tendrils shot up from the water and grabbed you by the waist and legs; they tried gripping your upper body and squeezed with full force. His appendages were squishing your body so much that it started to almost suffocate you, and the air in your lungs was leaving as he tried to make you unconscious; as a small bonus Yan octo was trying to leave a mark on your soft flesh with his suckers, they were clinging onto your skin like some sort of leech.

You noticed a familiar face in the water; you made a revelation about who this mysterious octopus was. In the sea poking his head out from the water, it was that octopus wizard. He had a fervent expression on his face, but half of it was dipped inside the water, so it made it harder to read his expression. It was unsettling seeing him just looking at you, now that he wasn't in the cave, and the light, you noticed how truly monstrous he looked.

“h..help..”

You managed to mumble before your body started to give in. The octopus squeezed and squeezed until you started to become nauseated; you couldn't even fight back with your voice. Once you had passed out, your “betrothed” carried you down to his octo cave.

Back at the wedding venue, people gathered and watched as the groom came first. Soon, the bride was going to show up.

Three minutes later, nothing happened.

The guests continued to wait, and so did the groom.

Four minutes, five… six..?

People had assumed you left your wedding day, the man waited for you to arrive as promised but nothing happened.

Down below at the bottom of the sea, you were having your miniature wedding with the octopus. No guests, no venue. Just you and him.

@kitsuvio

[movedblog-thesacrificialdove]

thinking about YAN!CELEBRITY who you are so fucking obsessed with and you don't know he's drooling over you too.

imagine you sneak into his apartment only to find him jacking off to picture of you—asleep, on the bus, in the bathroom, it's all pictures of you.

he knows you're watching. he's very fond of putting on a show for you; stroking his cock up and down, twisting it and flexing his fingers just so you can think about them inside of you.

forcing the closet door open, he's going to pull you out of your hiding spot and fuck you right there on his bed, below the pictures of you hanging from his ceiling. you're gonna look at your oblivious face as your obsession rails you until you can't walk.

when his manager calls for him the next day, he just cancels all of his work because he needs to make sure you're all comfortable locked up in his room.

UPDATE ! 📢 @wiltedpoison @elloredef @alureasoley

[bananastarlo]

I see you

childhood friend yandere x shy reader

You two are in the same daycare. He is the complete opposite of you — a loud, confident boy who charms both the adults and the other kids with the big grin he always enters the room with.

You, on the other hand, didn’t stick out too much. Always a bit more hesitant and shy around new people.

One of the things on the agenda today was a field trip.

Having arrived at the destination, the caretakers gave you instructions:

“Okay, little stars. Today is a wonderful day to play a game, don’t you agree?“

The others cheered in agreement.

“We hid clues that you’ll be able to find in this area! So get in pairs, if possible with someone new!“

As the childcare worker claps in her hands, the children scatter around, most of them sticking with their usual friend groups.

However, you stayed back. Nobody came up to you, and you were too anxious to approach the others, fidgeting with the sleeves of your shirt while focusing on the ground with your head low.

The caretaker took notice of your little form and exchanged worried glances with the other adults, slowly drawing near and crouching down to your level.

“Hey, have you found a partner yet?“

You shook your head no.

Reaching out her hand, she kindly offered to find a partner for you.

Yet, before you could take her hand, he appears in front of you — scraped knees, a backwards cap and messy hair — flashing you a boyish grin.

“Come on, let’s go together!“ he chirped, eyes glistening with fondness while yours lit up with happiness.

He took your hand and led you to where his friends were. They couldn’t understand why he refused their offer to pair up, until you showed up, shielded by his body.

As you both were hunting for clues, you felt yourself growing more and more relaxed in his presence.

He always protected you from slimy bugs and held your hand so that you wouldn’t get lost without him.

“You’re now my best friend.”

It wasn’t phrased as a question, because he wouldn’t accept you saying no.

And you smiled.

“I like that.”

And the smile you gave him was so genuine, he felt his own heart beating a little more than usual.

You spent the rest of your childhood years sticking to him like glue. You admired him and his presence.

One day, when you were older, you spent time at his house. It was basically yours as well, with how much time you spent there.

Lying next to each other, you faced away from him while he stared at your back, too scared to move.

At times, he could be quiet. He could be soft. But only you were allowed to see this side of him. Only you deserved it.

As he listened to your slow, rhythmic breathing, you turned around.

You weren’t expecting him to be so close — your noses almost touched.

And your stomach flipped at the sight of his half-opened eyes that now widened as much as your own.

He saw it — your pupils, dilated.

His heart began hammering against his ribcage, and he pressed his face into the mattress.

“What?“ you murmured softly.

“N-nothing! You just threw me off guard.”

His response made you chuckle. It was cute to see him without his usual confident tone.

As older teenagers, you both started to see each other differently.

Behind his golden-boy personality and sheepishly handsome face, there was something deeper, a protectiveness directed at you.

He saw you as a woman now. And you, well—

You planned a movie night. Just the two of you.

You’d both been so busy lately, you started to miss his annoying voice and the way he always made you feel right.

As the movie played, you became bored and decided to mess with him a little, just enough to get a reaction.

“Heeey,” you utter, laying your leg on his.

He grinned, showing the dimples you adored so much on him.

But as you started to snuggle up even more and chose to playfully ruffle his messy hair, he became serious.

His hand gently gripped your wrist halfway, and your smile dropped.

“Do you not realize what you’re doing to me? That’s not fair,” his voice croaked — low, with a dangerous hint.

You became nervous and replied, laughing the awkwardness off.

“What do you mean? I’m just playing with you.”

He sighed, propping himself up on top of you, which knocked the breath out of your lungs.

“I’m not the little boy anymore who took these things as innocent gestures. Please acknowledge me as a man. And if you were to do that with every man while being so oblivious… I would rather keep you locked up. Do you understand?”

You couldn’t deny the way that made you feel — more than it should.

[rexhya]

note — i accidentally posted the hcs before i was done! >~<, more anul content :>

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yandere!prince who drives himself mad over every interaction you have with another male, it's an unspoken rule that no one is allowed to look you in the eyes because the clingy bastard has a careful and constant eye watching over you

anul hardly ever lets you out of his sight, he goes, you go, you go, he goes. it's law.

so on the rare cases where he does have to leave your side, safe to say he's more than just a little grumpy. ( he slit the throat of his personal advisor because he was talking to loud )

your just doing you job, the job you were meant to do, cleaning and preparing for a party held for nobles in his upcoming inauguration. anul is obviously dreading this party, his father is being picky about evey little thing and said he'd banish you if he tries to bring you along. (he doesn't actually care he just is waiting patiently for the day he becomes king and his fathers word will mean nothing)

whats worse is theres this insect on his arm, buzzing nosily to him about nothing, the only good thing that actually came from it's mouth was when she asked about you.

"Oh you mean [Name], she's perfect isn't she?" He doesn't wait for a response, Anetha is dying listening to him go on and on and on about you, and she hardly gets it anyway! Your a maid, born from slum and you're hardly that pretty anyway, what did the Prince of Salttion see in you.

She makes a horrible mistake and tries to find out herself.

"Hello m'lady how may I he—" you don't get to finish your sentence before Anethea's gaurds are stomping you into the ground. It's not like you havent been in a situation like this before, but it's the fear of not knowing if you'd be able to escape let alone survive that makes you sob tears into your blood.

You're shoved into a closet before your found, Anul had tore every room apart looking for you ( literally, the door came flying off it's hinges as you fell to the ground unconscious. ) and sees pure, blood raging red when he cradleds your head in his lap. not even his father tries to reprimand him for his attentiveness to you, who ever had done this would pay in blood.

He can't control his breathing as they cart you away, he's right there with you of course, Anetha watching pleasantly, he catches the look and saves it for later.

When you finally wake up you feel sore, definitely brtter then when you were bloody and hurting in the dank closet but sore nonetheless. Anul is right besides you, his long violet hair wafting on your bed, his face planted into the cushions of the mattress breathing softly. How long had you been out? How long had the prince been here? He certainly didn't look like himself, hair messy, clothes rumpled.

You hesitated for a moment, reaching out to stroke his soft wavy hair, then without warning his jumped up and statched at your wrist. His eyes were bloodshot, (had he been crying, did something else happen while you were out?) and the hold on your wrist was only getting tighter.

"A-Anul, you're hurting me." he lets go in an instant and immediately sits up to hold you in his arms.

"Oh god, I thought you—" he choked and let go to place a kiss on your lips. they were chapped, but warm.

you only blinked, he didn't care that you hadn't kissed him back. "I am going to gut that pig alive you hear me?" he said squeezing your cheeks.

"I am going to peel her insides till they look like confetti alright?" he said desperately, "I failed to protect you, and look what happened. Oh my baby, my poor baby." he cried, kissing your cheeks lettinf his tears fall freely on his face.

"And you [Name], are to never leave my side again, I've already made arrangements for you to sleep with me so it won't be a problem." you flinched at the finality in his words but Anul couldn't tell.

All he could see waa the bruising of your face and a lot of bodies he'd have to dispose of, because he wasn't just going after that noble who'd set you up.

For generations he declared then and there anyone involved (directly or indirectly) in the attempted murder of his wife, would die a shameful and slow death.

[rxmye]

" 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 "

𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 —yoichi eating you out ! yoichi eating you out ! yoichi eating you out . . .

nsfw / sixteen + content / smut / gender neutral reader / fem-bodied reader / yandere oc x reader / yandere content / pussy eating / oral fixation / orgasms as stress relief /

masterlist | requesting rules | character info . . . a/n: wrote this while batshit anxious, first time writing reader receiving oral so

Yoichi's slender fingers brush over your clit in light teasing touches, as his free hand holds your thigh apart, trailing his fingers down your thigh slowly, building your arousal with slow precise movements, he leaned his body closer, and you could almost feel him, feel his warmth, the clean and fresh scent that always seemed to follow him around.

"Sh . .", he spoke softly, his hands trailing the sides of your body, "let me take care of you, please?", his hands covered your eyes, "just close your eyes, and lay back", he whispered, his voice low yet so gentle, you couldn't help but listen, laying back into the soft pillows of his bed.

He smiled, his hands gently trailing over stomach before he moved down to your cunt, his fingers spread your folds apart, and he leans, down, carefully trailing his tongue over the slit, breathing you in.

His movements were slow, teasing clit with light flicks of his tongue, it caused a bubbling sensation to grow in the pit of your stomach, your little sighs of pleasure, the sharp intakes of your breaths, were encouraging.

His pace increased with time, as he slipped a finger into your hole, slowly working you open till he could add another one in. His fingers slender yet long, filling you up deliciously.

His fingers pumped in and out of you slowly, as his tongue worked over the bundle of nerves . . You tasted so uniquely you, something he could never get over nor forget, each little mewl, whimper, or moan only egged him on.

He wanted to be gentle, to take his time savoring you and yet he also enjoyed every noise, every gasp, the jerk of your hips, as he could feel you growing closer to edge, he renewed his ministrations with newfound fervor.

He wanted you to come undone, he wanted to taste the fruits of labour while bringing you to newfound heights of pleasure.

You came with a moan, that felt almost like a song, he groaned at the taste, and it took a while for the two of you to recover . . he draws circles around your inner thigh, letting you ride out your orgasm.

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@ rxmye , do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work/theme without prior permission and or confirmation.

[cloudedcreams]

thinking of how a relationship with a cold! yandere would be.

he really doesn’t like for you to see him in such a way. he can’t control how monotone he is sometimes, and there are times he feels as though his affection for you is far too grand to be expressed. he hopes you know though, that you can see it in the way that he stares at you.

he’s a very giving person at heart. he doesn’t speak much, but he loves to listen! you’ll ramble off about something and he stares at you the whole time… cue a moment of you trailing off wondering if you’ve said something wrong, or should continue?

“why so shy, dove? continue, i’m invested.” he prompts, and you’re back to yapping!

your friends reaaally don’t like him though. it’d be strange if they did, enjoying the thought of you and such an apathetic person. he doesn’t care about their judgement, but he doesn’t want their views to twists yours. he’d be so happy to see you drop them but no, you’ve known them for years. he hates seeing you defend them, but so long as they quit their attempts to get you to leave him he’ll tolerate their presence around you.

“don’t let them put silly thoughts in your head. they don’t understand the two of us, truly.” he says, his forehead pressed against yours in a moment that feels far too intimate before pressing a peck against your lips and pulling back.