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Yandere Gangster

CW: NSFW, lap riding(GN reader), wounds/bruises, kidnapping, manipulation, gang activities

Yandere gangster who forces you to grind down on his lap as you're bandaging him up. What, you expect him to sit through all this pain without some form of relief? All he wants is his cute little victim spouse to make him feel good. It's the least you could do after all your hitting and screaming he's had to deal with since he "brought you home." You ask in disbelief how he could be worried about getting off after narrowly escaping being shot at. But he doesn't care for your protests.

Yandere gangster who threatens you without wavering, his beaten body only fueling his short temper. Maybe his buddies should get a round with you, as punishment for still having not learned your place. And that threat is more than enough to get you hesitantly inching towards his bloody pants. He already has them unbuttoned, black boxers hiding a bulge that pulses. But once you sit down, feeling him flex and poke from below, you're fully aware of how hot and bothered he's become. You try to focus on wrapping gauze around his bicep with his arm lowering to grip your waist.

Yandere gangster who whispers, "Move your hips" as he gently humps upward. You do as your told, whether more out of fear or out of the desire to get this over with, you aren't sure. But your kidnapper isnt bothered, too focused on the inpatient arousal inside of him. He sucks in through his teeth each time you pour antiseptic on an open cut, but he doesnt seem to mind the pain as long as you kept softly thrusting. He gets even more eager once his free hand pushes yours down towards his erection. You see the healed scars on his lower abdomen as his shirt pushes upward. They were sickingly familiar, as you had seen them everytime you were forced to "service" him like this.

Yandere gangster who you dont doubt would try to kiss you right now if it weren't for the bruises flourishing on his skin. You stare at his beaten face, a stream of dried blood down his nose as the cuts on his lips reopen when he bites them. Your hands become shakey the more he thrusts into your palm and against your groin, his bouncing legs making it harder to patch up his wounds. The sweat dripping down his chest, his slicked back hair now wild and free, it made him look more deranged than before. He was like a wild animal, starved and only interested in the meal in front of him. "Keep going." He huffs, and you aren't sure if hes talking about your work on his bruised knuckles or your hips that have been rocking back and forth.

Yandere gangster who uses you as the perfect stress toy, one that helps him get off with your soft body and oh so gentle fingers. His head leans back in the chair, lazily rocking upward as the friction becomes a desirable pressure. He cant help but feel he deserves this, after all his hard work and the time it took to get you here. Once you finish with the worst of his cuts and bruises, patching up everything to the best of your ability, you attempt to get off his lap. He's gotten what he wanted, right? A little pleasure to help keep off the pain. But you were sorely mistaken to think that would be the end of it.

Yandere gangster who lives up to his name, growling and cursing through his teeth, daring to pull out his switchblade the more you struggled to leave. He always had a short fuse, but today was no comparison. Waving the knife around he shot vulgar threat after threat, nearly nicking you. You didn't doubt hed cut you if push came to shove, having the scars to prove his past lack of patience. You still remembered how they burned, how he slid the blade painfully slow,  refusing to clean you up until he got what he wanted. And so, what choice did you have? You only hoped that if you went faster, forcing him to come undone, he may end up too distracted. But you knew your captor, and wishful thinking never got you anywhere.

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Yandere poet who will write Odes to his partners beauty, inside and out.

Yandere Poet who sees his partner as his muse, his inspiration, and main source of creativity.

Yandere Poet getting upset when their lover prioritize other things. He's physically affectionate to the point of being suffocating, not respecting his lovers personal space.

Yandere poet writing sonnets and love letters to express the depths of his passion.

Yandere poet he’s a master of language, using his words to seduce, manipulate, and control them.

Yandere poet he’s a perfectionist, expecting them to embody the idealized version of love he's written about.

Yandere poet has a strong need for control and will dictate every aspect of the relationship.

Yandere poet In his writing workshop, has thousands of unsent messages, he’ll write pages of letters to express his love and commitmetnt.

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[bwanaid]

Your Only Love

A/n: Just a random thought and I just wrote it without any second thoughts so just pardon me if there are any mistakes or something.

Warnings⚠️: Knife, Slight violence, Gore content, Blood licking, Blood and maybe more I can't think of them rn😭

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Your back was pressed against the wall as you sat on the ground with your knees to your chest. Your breaths were heavy and tears were pouring down your eyes. The person in front of you, your boyfriend, was sitting on one of his knees and his hand on his other knee.

He had a look on his face that made you want to get sucked by the wall, the look that made you cower in fear, the look that stopped your heart from beating. He brought up his hand and brought them up to your cheeks, "How could you even think of doing that? Just how?" He said as he lightly stroked your cheeks with his calloused hands. His touch sent a shiver down your spine, it was light, soft and sweet unlike his personality right now in front of you.

You wanted to say something in your defense but no words made their way out of your mouth and so you just moved your head from side to side hoping he would take that as an answer but a dark chuckle left his lips, "Sweetcheeks, I need your words, you've already made me mad enough and I don't think you would want to make me mad anymore, yeah? So use your words." As he said that his touch on your cheeks got a little harsh and his hand travelled down on your throat, it made you gasp as his hand was now on your throat.

You brought your hands up on his wrist in order to prevent him from doing something very serious to you but you could not do anything because he was stronger than you. "Use your damn words." He said as he brought his face closer to your face, "I..I'm so-sorry, please, please for-forgive me." You said with a shaky voice as his face was very close to yours, just mere inches apart from yours.

You saw him bring his other hand up to your face, his hand had something in them, it was a knife. Your eyes went wide as you saw there was a small knife in his hand, not too big but a pocket knife. You could feel your body shaking by now from fear. "Sweetheart, your sorry won't change the fact that you let them touch you and talk to you. You know how possessive I am for my things." He said as he brought the knife up to your face.

He brought the knife up to your forehead, which made you close your eyes in fear while you sucked in a deep breath, thinking he might kill you. He traced the knife from your forehead to your cheeks, with a sinisterly dark smile was on his lips. He looked like a pure maniac by now with that look on his face, his hairs were disheveled, his sleeves were folded till his elbow. Normally, you would find this appearance hot but right now, it was making you cower in fear.

You gasped as he traced the knife down to your cheeks and then to your chin, he held your chin with the tip of the knife, "Now now open your eyes and look at me." As he said that you opened your eyes instantly and looked at him wanting to compile to every request in order to not anger him anymore. "That's like my good girl, now tell me will you ever let any other guy talk to you and touch you?" He smiled sinisterly as he saw you open your eyes.

He traced the knife back to your left cheek, and pressed the knife on your cheek. As he pressed the knife, blood oozed out of your cheek and it made you cry. Tears were pouring down your eyes as he pressed the knife more harshly. His other hand was still on your throat, as you opened your eyes he brought your face closer to his. "No-no, I will never-never let anyone do that." You said in a low voice as the proximity of his sinister aura was making your head spin. His smile widened as he heard your words, "Yes Sweetcheeks, that's right, I'm your only love, you can only love me, look at me and talk to me. You don't need anyone else apart from me. You only belong with me, and no one else. If anyone ever dares to look at you, I promise I will make them pay."

He whispered the last part as he brought his lips closer to your left ear while pressing the knife deeper in your skin. You nodded your head as you were unable to speak anything, you wanted to say a lot of things but you knew it would only lead to more danger. "See it wasn't that hard, now was it? That's like my good girl." He said with a voice full of love while his personality and aura made you want to run and hide from him. He took back the knife from your cheek and brought his lips back from your ear to your cheeks and licked the blood that oozed out from your cheek.

You were disgusted by his act and wanted to push him away but you couldn't so you just cried more. He retracted his hands from your throat and wrapped them around your waist and pulled you close. He sat on the floor with you on his lap, crying more and more. He brought his hand up on your back and rubbed it softly and helped you calm down. It was an act ironic to his previous act. You couldn't believe the change in his personality but this is how he is. You couldn't help but cry more feeling pity for your ownself.

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” SLEEPY ‘N’ SLOW “

tw/cw;; lazy sex with loser yan. Tahts alll i need to say and im tired asf. Mentions of sex, duh, and thres fluff. Reader is a female, and a bit more on the chubbier side.

You tiredly roll to your side, facing your newly wed husband. Your first honeymoon sex session was more rough and intense, and he plans to make up for it. How? Simple; by fucking you more gently this time.

You feel his arms wrap around your body, his bony fingers grazing over each and every curve as well as stretch mark. “Mnng..so pretty and beautiful..” His gentle touch lingers to your breasts, which he squeezes gently, giggling like a kid on Christmas.

“Told you to stop doin’ that, weirdo.” You mumble, flicking his head. He takes your finger and kisses it, the sensation lingering. “Hmm..you sore?” You nod. He gently squeezes your sides and trails kisses down your torso.

You think he’s just doing loving aftercare until you feel his throbbing cock on your clit. “Mn..Seb-“ You’re cut off by a sweet kiss, followed by him inserting himself into you.

This time his strokes are slow and paced, and his hands are gentle while they hold you. He traces the ring on your left hand, holding it and giving it a soft squeeze.

“You squeeze when you want me to stop..” He coos softly, making sure you nod as confirmation. He kisses your neck lovingly and murmurs compliments repeatedly.

You feel yourself drifting off to sleep while he pleases you , and he feels that. “Want me to stop?” You shake your head and whine, making him chuckle wryly. “M’kay love.”

As soon as you fall asleep — which was bound to happen — he pulls out and cleans you up. He dresses you in one of his hoodies and gives you the build-a-bear stuffed animal you two made on your honeymoon date.

When you wake up, you’re met with the faint sound of the television and the scent of your favorite flowers, along with his cologne. You look around to see tons of gifts and a bouquet with your name on it.

You tiredly grab it, smiling. “Sebastian?” You feel two arms slink around your waist from behind.

“Knew you’d love it.”

He has a name now, yipeee

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There is a Daily Love Live DTIYS account on Twitter and the cutest nozoeli panel showed up..

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yandere vampire !! who immediately knows it’s you. His senses are sharp, he’s picky to drinking blood. He’s already craving you !!

yandere vampire !! who’s intoxicated by your scent. it’s rare to find a humans smell so appealing ?! who is all over you leaving bites and marks to show you’re his.

yandere vampire !! who detects your every emotion. feeling sad? you’re all ready in his arms.

yandere vampire !! who sees into your dreams and manipulates them so he’s always on your mind.

yandere vampire !! who relies on you to be his blood bank. Had tried other humans but they are disgusting ^^ sucks you dry until you start to feel light headed and can’t stand no more.

yandere vampire !! who is always lurking in the dark and gets a ring specifically made to protect himself from the sun so you two can spend beautiful moments together.

yandere vampire !! who wanted to turn you since the day he’s laid his eyes on you. “what do you mean you aren’t ready?? don’t you want to be together for eternity?!”.

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once every five years i let myself become obsessed with a morally dubious male character. in 2018 it was izaya orihara and komaeda nagito. now it's probably going to be saiki kusuke lmao