casuallyanidiot

[casuallyanidiot]

Why does Yan Nerd like ass so much? Also how would he feel if he found out that reader plays back there but only if they’re alone ?

Lmao I guess I never noticed that I put in that he liked Anal into his fics a lot. Looking back at, yeah he does 😭I guess he's just a freak like that.

I think if he found out that you were playing with your ass in private, he'd only be a little hurt. Like, awwww :( don't you trust him enough to make you feel good there? Why are you hiding it from him?

The other part of him is really happy because it means he gets to be a dickhead about it the next time he fucks you. He'll tease you about it while in public, but it'll be in a subtle enough way that no one else but you could really catch it.

"Did you get into the lecture the back way? No? Funny... I thought you were fond of that path..."

It's so stupid and petty that you can't help but get all flustered. The main reason why he's upset though is because this messes with his data! Of course if your finger yourself down there it's going to skew his results! Don't you know that you're a valuable subject to him? You can't be doing things he can't observe and report on... seriously how dumb could you be? He's going to have to monitor you even closer now for the integrity of his little experiment.

[casuallyanidiot]

Yandere Bunny that you rescued from a lab.

Yandere m. x gn. Reader

Dead Dove Do Not Eat! MDNI ! Tw. Dubcon, Yandere, Nfsw themes, Implied animal abuse, codependency

2.2k words

He was small. His bones jutted out under his skin, his frame shrunken and his red eyes empty and wide: he looked like he’d been locked in a box and had only been let out seldom. His arms and legs were covered in small, tiny scars that looked far too precise to be done by himself. He was like a ghost, sitting there in a tiny room while not focusing on anything.

You were an intern, only supposed to be there for a few weeks at most. Your tasks usually boiled down to running files all over the various halls and floors and helping whenever a spare hand was needed. You weren’t meant to do more than pass through and get a recommendation before leaving never to speak of what you saw ever again.

But you didn’t. No, you took one look at the bunny sitting on the edge of a medical table and felt the urge to get him out of there no matter the cost. You begged your supervisor to let you take him home that evening.

“Who? Him? Number 23? I suppose he’d been here for a while… well, there’s always more of them I guess.”

You got the go ahead almost immediately. They didn’t ask if you had the space back home, or if you even had any experience owning a Demi-human. They just handed you a bunch of papers that would absolve them of all liability as he sat there, staring at the ground as you signed quickly. The whole decision was impulsive, utterly unplanned, and you hardly blinked before you were standing in your apartment with the rabbit standing there.

“Uhm so…. So this is your new home!” You said nervously, spreading your arms out wide. He didn’t react. You flinched at that, your smile faltering a bit. You didn’t know what you had expected in all honesty.

Yandere Bunny who is quiet and withdrawn for the first couple weeks you have him.

You hadn’t figured out what to call him yet. You asked for his name once, but based on how the lab was run, he didn’t have one to begin with. You hoped that he would eventually choose one if only to make things a bit easier.

He didn’t really like to be in the same room as you if he could avoid it from what you noticed. He would hardly eat if you were watching him, so you made a habit of leaving his plate out (All healthy, steamed veggies with some fruits on the side. He seemed to really like the latter.) before walking to another room under the guise of some random chore. It was the same for sleeping. He seemed to not like the idea of you finding him when he eventually succumbed to his tiredness, nor did he seem to really be comfortable anywhere out in the open. You would find a little nest of blankets and pillows in different cupboards, closets, and tucked away corners from day to day. He would never pick the same place twice in a row. Honestly with how small your place was, you were impressed that he even managed to do so at all.

Yandere Bunny that only seemed to open up when you assured him that he wasn’t going back to the lab.

It was an odd conversation. Meaning, it wasn’t a conversation at all. It was mainly you doing the talking; you explained that yes, this was his home now, and no, he wasn’t going to return to his old one. His eyes had widened, and he parted his chapped lips as if to say something before he cut himself off and turned to the side. It was about a week after that when you heard him speak for the first time.

“Thank you…” He mumbled quietly, his ears perked up and twitching in alert as you set down his meal on a nearby table. You blinked. He was halfway across the room, peeking up at you from behind the back of the couch.

“You’re uh… welcome,” You said before turning to leave, your heart filling with a bit of hope.

Yandere Bunny who started to become more interested in you as time went on.

It started small with him starting to stay in the rooms you were in, or with him coming out of his hiding spots more often. He liked to watch you do your daily routine, and you started to leave the bathroom door open when you were doing your skincare so he could see what you were up to. It was a silent thing, with him becoming more and more comfortable with being around. The day he sat down on the couch with you, you nearly jumped out of your skin in surprise. It had taken everything to not jump up with joy.

He even followed you into the living room while carrying his meal, almost as if showing off that he was eating. From then on, you lingered after leaving food out, and he would start to dine while you were there. It even got to the point where you could eat in front of him as well. He’d gained a healthy amount of weight ever since he started living here, and his skin and fur looked more shiny and bright now too. It brought a smile to your face knowing that he was getting better, and he always blushed when your gaze settled on him for too long.

Yandere Bunny that likes to have his hair brushed. 

Not his ears. Never his ears. He was shy when he asked you for help one day, holding out the comb as he stood sheepishly. You both sat on the bed as you gently worked the teeth of the brush through his powder white locks, his little cottontail twitching happily while he stayed facing away from you. He was making a habit of grooming himself around you more, being more vulnerable. You didn’t want to push him when he was finally settling in, but you couldn’t help how excited you were.

It didn’t help that he was starting to build little nests on the couch and on the bed. You asked him if he would like to have his own place to sleep, but he just shook his head. 

“I like how it is… it smells like you,” he mumbled and fidgeted with the sleeve of his sweater. You didn’t press him on it. It was nice to wake up with someone snuggled up besides you, anyways. 

Yandere Bunny that gets upset when you leave for the day. 

After he was used to being around you, he would stamp his feet when you grabbed your keys.

“Please?” He said anxiously as he followed you from room to room. He had been more nervous now that you had gotten your new job, and this begging routine had been a fairly recent development. “Why do you have to go with them? It’s safe in here…” he pouted, looking nearly in tears. He hovered near the door like it was going to stop you. You felt bad, you really did. Especially because your absence during the day really seemed to stress him out.

“Don’t worry,” you reassured him. “I’ll be back later tonight. You know this is just for a little bit, right? I’ll be working from home soon enough,” you smiled, but he frowned and kept silent. 

Having to actually leave him alone for most of the day made you feel bad as well. He was extra clingy and touchy when you would come home. It was a huge leap forward compared to how he was before, so you couldn’t exactly complain even if it was just a bit suffocating.

Yandere Bunny who becomes excited to tell you his new name.

“It’s Vasco!” He blurted out when you walked through the door. He had gotten all dressed up, brimming with excitement. He was bouncing on the balls of his feet, glancing around as he tried to hide how eager he was. “I’ve been able to think about it while you were gone and… and I want you to call me Vasco,” he repeated with a little nod. You were tired from work, but his bashful demeanor had you relaxed and in a good mood in no time.

“That’s a perfect name. I’m glad you shared it with me,” You beamed and walked into the kitchen. You pulled out a little container of food from your work bag and placed it on the counter. It was a little box of strawberries, his favorite. “It’s a good thing I got these then,” You smiled, practically grinning from ear to ear. “Guess I just had a feeling that today was gonna be special.”

Vasco, as you now knew him, suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist, his face buried against your shoulder and back. You could feel his soft ears brushing against your scalp, and you blinked before you relaxed and reached back to gently pet his head. The sun filtered in through the window, casting everything in a hazy, perfect glow.

“You’re the only one who knows it…” he whispered, his long lashes fluttering against your skin. He was practically melting against you, and you hummed softly to comfort him. After a while there, you realized he wasn’t going to move from your side. You reached forward and grabbed the fruit, running it over with water before holding it up from him to nibble on. 

Yandere Bunny who’s very dramatic when you actually start to work from home.

When you sat at your desk, he made it a point to shove himself into your lap and whine for your attention. It was slightly exhausting, but he was so damn cute that you couldn’t say no. 

“You’re such a brat,” you teased, no real malice in your words. You really had been spoiling him to no end. He got everything he wanted, whether it was either your affection or food, but you didn’t mind. Not that you didn’t like Vasco when he was skittish, but it was a relief to know that he felt safe and comfortable enough to even be demanding of you in the first place. Your hand settled on his lower back, rubbing circles into his skin while you worked with your other. 

Yandere Bunny who steals your clothes in order to snuggle with them. 

You didn’t really know why he did it. After all, you’re usually right there, but it’s like he needs more somehow. He rubs his cheeks against the sleeves of your jacket when you actually have to focus on your busywork. You tried to put your foot down and take them back on occasion, but you let him have what he wanted. If it made him feel comfortable while you're not paying attention to him, then what's the harm?

Yandere Bunny who has… certain tendencies that become harder to ignore as time goes on.

You really didn’t want to think that Vasco would ever do anything to hurt you. Not when you had done so much to help him and understand what he was going through, but he was doing things when he thought you weren’t looking. At night, he would wrap himself around you and make odd, breathy noises before falling still. 

During the day, he didn’t act any different from what you could tell, but for all you knew he was being sneaky. It felt odd to suspect your beloved rabbit, but you couldn’t deny your stomach twisted oddly when you found a little stash of your underwear in one of the cabinets one day. You said nothing. How could you when he was looking at you with those big, trusting eyes?

You found white stains on your sheets and blankets all the time now. It escalated to the point where you had to buy another couple of sets of bedding in order to not have to wash them every day. If Vasco noticed your growing unease, he didn’t choose to mention it. In fact, he only seemed to be emboldened by your lack of reaction. His cheeks started to become flushed nearly constantly, and he liked to nibble on your fingers and shoulders whenever he could. It was cute and relatively harmless, so you let him and just kept petting him while his little tail bobbed happily. He would smile and snuggle up against you while begging for fruit or for you to brush him once again.

Yandere Bunny who you just can’t refuse.

You were honestly hopeless. Every time he looked up at you with those big, needy eyes, you were reminded of how he looked back when you first rescued him. Back then you had promised to do everything you could to make him happy and to get him to trust you. You wanted him to feel like this was his home, and that you would always be there to give him what you needed. So when he was pulling at the waistband of your pants, his ears all perked up and eager, you couldn’t find it in yourself to say no.

“Please, please [name],” he whined, tears dotting his eyes. He pressed his nose into your crotch as he let out a little sob. You jumped at the sudden contact, your hand flying down to stop him before his breathy pleas reached your ears. “It hurts… I realllyyyyy wanna put it in you,” he panted and tugged down your clothes. You stumbled back, falling onto the couch with a little gasp. He crawled forward, the flat of his tongue dragging along your sensitive flesh, and you shuddered. “You’ll help me, right?” Vasco’s mouth hovered over your pelvis, a bit of drool slipping from his pink tongue. He didn’t really need to ask. Not when he knew you’d spoil him no matter the cost.

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Totally random funny head canon I have about your OC Danny, but I imagined him to love the Disney Cinderella animated movie when he was little because he saw the Prince as an inspiration. The Prince was like how he wanted to be when he grew up and fell in love. Charming that saved a peasant girl from a life of poverty

I think this is actually a decent headcannon lol

Now I'm imagining that Danny really liking fairytales is like, something he tries to keep on the downlow.

He tries to be very subtle about it around the user, but he likes consuming more romantic and ideal media when around her. He used to be very enthusiastic about it when he was younger, but he started to hide his fondness when he grew up. Once he has the reader tied down, though, I think he would like to try and indulge a bit. I said in a previous post that he would bring the reader romance novels and encourage her to read, but I think now he'd also also participate and read along with her. He gets to indulge in his hidden interest under the guise of being a loving(?) husband.

[casuallyanidiot]

Yandere Bunny that you rescued from a lab.

Yandere m. x gn. Reader

Dead Dove Do Not Eat! MDNI ! Tw. Dubcon, Yandere, Nfsw themes, Implied animal abuse, codependency

2.2k words

He was small. His bones jutted out under his skin, his frame shrunken and his red eyes empty and wide: he looked like he’d been locked in a box and had only been let out seldom. His arms and legs were covered in small, tiny scars that looked far too precise to be done by himself. He was like a ghost, sitting there in a tiny room while not focusing on anything.

You were an intern, only supposed to be there for a few weeks at most. Your tasks usually boiled down to running files all over the various halls and floors and helping whenever a spare hand was needed. You weren’t meant to do more than pass through and get a recommendation before leaving never to speak of what you saw ever again.

But you didn’t. No, you took one look at the bunny sitting on the edge of a medical table and felt the urge to get him out of there no matter the cost. You begged your supervisor to let you take him home that evening.

“Who? Him? Number 23? I suppose he’d been here for a while… well, there’s always more of them I guess.”

You got the go ahead almost immediately. They didn’t ask if you had the space back home, or if you even had any experience owning a Demi-human. They just handed you a bunch of papers that would absolve them of all liability as he sat there, staring at the ground as you signed quickly. The whole decision was impulsive, utterly unplanned, and you hardly blinked before you were standing in your apartment with the rabbit standing there.

“Uhm so…. So this is your new home!” You said nervously, spreading your arms out wide. He didn’t react. You flinched at that, your smile faltering a bit. You didn’t know what you had expected in all honesty.

Yandere Bunny who is quiet and withdrawn for the first couple weeks you have him.

You hadn’t figured out what to call him yet. You asked for his name once, but based on how the lab was run, he didn’t have one to begin with. You hoped that he would eventually choose one if only to make things a bit easier.

He didn’t really like to be in the same room as you if he could avoid it from what you noticed. He would hardly eat if you were watching him, so you made a habit of leaving his plate out (All healthy, steamed veggies with some fruits on the side. He seemed to really like the latter.) before walking to another room under the guise of some random chore. It was the same for sleeping. He seemed to not like the idea of you finding him when he eventually succumbed to his tiredness, nor did he seem to really be comfortable anywhere out in the open. You would find a little nest of blankets and pillows in different cupboards, closets, and tucked away corners from day to day. He would never pick the same place twice in a row. Honestly with how small your place was, you were impressed that he even managed to do so at all.

Yandere Bunny that only seemed to open up when you assured him that he wasn’t going back to the lab.

It was an odd conversation. Meaning, it wasn’t a conversation at all. It was mainly you doing the talking; you explained that yes, this was his home now, and no, he wasn’t going to return to his old one. His eyes had widened, and he parted his chapped lips as if to say something before he cut himself off and turned to the side. It was about a week after that when you heard him speak for the first time.

“Thank you…” He mumbled quietly, his ears perked up and twitching in alert as you set down his meal on a nearby table. You blinked. He was halfway across the room, peeking up at you from behind the back of the couch.

“You’re uh… welcome,” You said before turning to leave, your heart filling with a bit of hope.

Yandere Bunny who started to become more interested in you as time went on.

It started small with him starting to stay in the rooms you were in, or with him coming out of his hiding spots more often. He liked to watch you do your daily routine, and you started to leave the bathroom door open when you were doing your skincare so he could see what you were up to. It was a silent thing, with him becoming more and more comfortable with being around. The day he sat down on the couch with you, you nearly jumped out of your skin in surprise. It had taken everything to not jump up with joy.

He even followed you into the living room while carrying his meal, almost as if showing off that he was eating. From then on, you lingered after leaving food out, and he would start to dine while you were there. It even got to the point where you could eat in front of him as well. He’d gained a healthy amount of weight ever since he started living here, and his skin and fur looked more shiny and bright now too. It brought a smile to your face knowing that he was getting better, and he always blushed when your gaze settled on him for too long.

Yandere Bunny that likes to have his hair brushed. 

Not his ears. Never his ears. He was shy when he asked you for help one day, holding out the comb as he stood sheepishly. You both sat on the bed as you gently worked the teeth of the brush through his powder white locks, his little cottontail twitching happily while he stayed facing away from you. He was making a habit of grooming himself around you more, being more vulnerable. You didn’t want to push him when he was finally settling in, but you couldn’t help how excited you were.

It didn’t help that he was starting to build little nests on the couch and on the bed. You asked him if he would like to have his own place to sleep, but he just shook his head. 

“I like how it is… it smells like you,” he mumbled and fidgeted with the sleeve of his sweater. You didn’t press him on it. It was nice to wake up with someone snuggled up besides you, anyways. 

Yandere Bunny that gets upset when you leave for the day. 

After he was used to being around you, he would stamp his feet when you grabbed your keys.

“Please?” He said anxiously as he followed you from room to room. He had been more nervous now that you had gotten your new job, and this begging routine had been a fairly recent development. “Why do you have to go with them? It’s safe in here…” he pouted, looking nearly in tears. He hovered near the door like it was going to stop you. You felt bad, you really did. Especially because your absence during the day really seemed to stress him out.

“Don’t worry,” you reassured him. “I’ll be back later tonight. You know this is just for a little bit, right? I’ll be working from home soon enough,” you smiled, but he frowned and kept silent. 

Having to actually leave him alone for most of the day made you feel bad as well. He was extra clingy and touchy when you would come home. It was a huge leap forward compared to how he was before, so you couldn’t exactly complain even if it was just a bit suffocating.

Yandere Bunny who becomes excited to tell you his new name.

“It’s Vasco!” He blurted out when you walked through the door. He had gotten all dressed up, brimming with excitement. He was bouncing on the balls of his feet, glancing around as he tried to hide how eager he was. “I’ve been able to think about it while you were gone and… and I want you to call me Vasco,” he repeated with a little nod. You were tired from work, but his bashful demeanor had you relaxed and in a good mood in no time.

“That’s a perfect name. I’m glad you shared it with me,” You beamed and walked into the kitchen. You pulled out a little container of food from your work bag and placed it on the counter. It was a little box of strawberries, his favorite. “It’s a good thing I got these then,” You smiled, practically grinning from ear to ear. “Guess I just had a feeling that today was gonna be special.”

Vasco, as you now knew him, suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist, his face buried against your shoulder and back. You could feel his soft ears brushing against your scalp, and you blinked before you relaxed and reached back to gently pet his head. The sun filtered in through the window, casting everything in a hazy, perfect glow.

“You’re the only one who knows it…” he whispered, his long lashes fluttering against your skin. He was practically melting against you, and you hummed softly to comfort him. After a while there, you realized he wasn’t going to move from your side. You reached forward and grabbed the fruit, running it over with water before holding it up from him to nibble on. 

Yandere Bunny who’s very dramatic when you actually start to work from home.

When you sat at your desk, he made it a point to shove himself into your lap and whine for your attention. It was slightly exhausting, but he was so damn cute that you couldn’t say no. 

“You’re such a brat,” you teased, no real malice in your words. You really had been spoiling him to no end. He got everything he wanted, whether it was either your affection or food, but you didn’t mind. Not that you didn’t like Vasco when he was skittish, but it was a relief to know that he felt safe and comfortable enough to even be demanding of you in the first place. Your hand settled on his lower back, rubbing circles into his skin while you worked with your other. 

Yandere Bunny who steals your clothes in order to snuggle with them. 

You didn’t really know why he did it. After all, you’re usually right there, but it’s like he needs more somehow. He rubs his cheeks against the sleeves of your jacket when you actually have to focus on your busywork. You tried to put your foot down and take them back on occasion, but you let him have what he wanted. If it made him feel comfortable while you're not paying attention to him, then what's the harm?

Yandere Bunny who has… certain tendencies that become harder to ignore as time goes on.

You really didn’t want to think that Vasco would ever do anything to hurt you. Not when you had done so much to help him and understand what he was going through, but he was doing things when he thought you weren’t looking. At night, he would wrap himself around you and make odd, breathy noises before falling still. 

During the day, he didn’t act any different from what you could tell, but for all you knew he was being sneaky. It felt odd to suspect your beloved rabbit, but you couldn’t deny your stomach twisted oddly when you found a little stash of your underwear in one of the cabinets one day. You said nothing. How could you when he was looking at you with those big, trusting eyes?

You found white stains on your sheets and blankets all the time now. It escalated to the point where you had to buy another couple of sets of bedding in order to not have to wash them every day. If Vasco noticed your growing unease, he didn’t choose to mention it. In fact, he only seemed to be emboldened by your lack of reaction. His cheeks started to become flushed nearly constantly, and he liked to nibble on your fingers and shoulders whenever he could. It was cute and relatively harmless, so you let him and just kept petting him while his little tail bobbed happily. He would smile and snuggle up against you while begging for fruit or for you to brush him once again.

Yandere Bunny who you just can’t refuse.

You were honestly hopeless. Every time he looked up at you with those big, needy eyes, you were reminded of how he looked back when you first rescued him. Back then you had promised to do everything you could to make him happy and to get him to trust you. You wanted him to feel like this was his home, and that you would always be there to give him what you needed. So when he was pulling at the waistband of your pants, his ears all perked up and eager, you couldn’t find it in yourself to say no.

“Please, please [name],” he whined, tears dotting his eyes. He pressed his nose into your crotch as he let out a little sob. You jumped at the sudden contact, your hand flying down to stop him before his breathy pleas reached your ears. “It hurts… I realllyyyyy wanna put it in you,” he panted and tugged down your clothes. You stumbled back, falling onto the couch with a little gasp. He crawled forward, the flat of his tongue dragging along your sensitive flesh, and you shuddered. “You’ll help me, right?” Vasco’s mouth hovered over your pelvis, a bit of drool slipping from his pink tongue. He didn’t really need to ask. Not when he knew you’d spoil him no matter the cost.

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Okay hear me out, Yandere god x Darling who is pretending to be a priest while scamming people

You come from nothing, your family has come from nothing, and you will likely die with nothing. That is, of course, until you figure out how gullible people are.

It was easy to pretend that you had somehow woken up to find yourself aligned with one of the major gods who presided over the lands. Sure, it was a little tricky convincing people that you were a messenger of one of the deities, but after enough time of tricking people, they believed you. That was when the cash started flowing in.

You made a temple out of the shabby ruins that you used to call home, played the part of a humble servant of a divine calling. People would reward you for every sliver of wisdom or mercy you bestowed, and instead of worshipping at the altar of said god, they left all their offerings to you who claimed to be a vessel.

For the first time in your life, you had food, shelter, people who cared for you and so much wealth you hardly knew what to do.

But in all that time that you had been scamming and stealing from the blindly faithful, you had gained a very amused yet angry devotee: the very god you were claiming to serve.

At first they were annoyed with you stealing attention and worship away from them. They were jealous that you managed to incite mortal beings in a way they had not managed to do in over three centuries, yet here you were, reclining on a throne meant for them. It was almost impressive how you managed to do it. You were determined to save yourself from a fate you did not find suitable, and that was admirable in a way. Though, if anyone should change someone's fate, it should be them not you.

You would be a most successful acolyte in their care, and they refused to give you a choice. You had plenty of time to give them the prayers and devotion they had demanded in scripture for nearly thousands of years, so you should not be surprised when you wake up one morning to find that you're now actually aligned with the god you'd been using to scam people. It seemed that all this effort had been simply to give them the best offering they'd had in a millennia: you. It's be best if you actually started to worship them properly now, yes?

[casuallyanidiot]

Group Participation!

Group project for a class where everyone hates each other, but they somehow fall in love with you???

Yandere! m Academic Rival! x gn! Reader x Yandere! m Nerd!

Dead Dove Do Not Eat! MDNI! Tw. Noncon, Yandere, Dubcon, Oral, Voyeurism, semi-public sex, recording

1.7k words

When you got your assigned partners for the assignment, you actually considered just dropping out entirely. The two names on the paper were of the two people that had made your academic career an absolute nightmare.

Yandere Academic Rival is pissed that he has to work with you for once.

It’s not like you guys are nearly on the same level, so Elias just knows he’s going to have to be on your ass to make sure that you’re not going to manage to fuck this up for everyone. His normal opportunity to try and show you up has been dashed, and now he’s passive aggressively adding notes on to literally anything you write.

“I just feel like this is taking too much space. We can cut down on the word count much more if we remove this part.”

“Dude, that's literally just our hypothesis”

“As I said. You should let me write this part. It will be much better.”

He’s so set on taking over bits of your project, but then he whines about how much he has to do. He spends hours nitpicking everything your group does, but he seems to love focusing on you in particular.

“Come on. You should at least come with me to dinner. I’m staying here after hours to try and fix your mistakes."

“What the- no one asked you to do that???”

“Well, we might as well punch in the failing grade ourselves if I don’t. Sit down. You’re not going anywhere until I can thoroughly check what you’re up to.”

Yandere Nerd isn’t much better.

You had hoped that Marcus would tamper down on his creepiness now that there was someone else present when you interacted with him, but you had no such luck. 

He’s a lot more brazen in his advances now. His hand tries to worm its way between your clenched thighs under the table, prodding at your crotch with a mischievous grin like you weren’t sweating bullets. He likes to insert your nudes into the shared draft at ungodly hours at night, making you constantly have to be on the lookout to remove it before Elias would see.

Now, Marcus is smart. Smarter than both you and Elias. Getting him on this project was a guaranteed first class mark in the bag, but it was a goddamn headache making him do anything. You literally had to get on your hands and knees to beg him to do his paragraph on the introduction page. He took a photo, grinned, and finished it flawlessly in less than an hour. You shuddered to think what he would ask of you next.

It wasn’t just him, either. You had been doing your best to manage them both, but it was getting out of hand. Not to mention, but Elias was getting more and more needy.

“You’re working with me today. Not him.” He would scoff in disdain, grabbing your wrist and tugging you off to crowd you against some cafe booth while he tried to get you to drink a coffee you could barely afford. It was hard to keep up with his insults when Marcus would be firing off texts saying “Bby where r u? :(“ followed by a photo of his weeping cockhead. For whatever reason, your so-called rival kept wanting to dig through your phone to see what could possibly be taking up so much of your time. You had to appease him by sneaking off together to the bathroom so you could suck him off so he would drop it.

“God you’re so filthy. I bet you would do this for anyone, wouldn’t you?” He’d hiss between moans. As much as he acted like he was above you, he couldn’t stop the whimpers pouring from his lips as he came down your throat. He couldn’t stop the little admission of love when he thought you were too busy swallowing, either. 

Your days were filled with a delicate balance of trying to finish your work, corralling the two of them into actually making progress, and staving off their demands for more and more time with you by trying to make them cum in random spots around campus. A hand job here, and thigh job there, and you were nearly finished with this stupid ass assignment. You’d done a pretty damn good job stopping them from finding out about each other too. Their whispered threats about what would happen if they caught you with anyone else rang cold in your ears every time they tried to ask for more.

It all came crashing down when Elias snapped one day. You were sitting in a study room that had been booked so you could actually try and edit this damn thing properly and just be done. Your fingers flew across your keyboard, the noise filling the otherwise silent space between you. You didn’t notice when he stopped, but you did notice when he was suddenly right next to you, his shadow looming over the words on screen. You paused, sweat forming on the back of your neck.

It was a blur after that. His hands were tugging at your clothes, bending you over the desk as papers and pens scattered to the ground. “You’re so fucking annoying,” he panted in you ear as his hips snapped against yours. The sound of skin on skin replaced the ambience of a productive workflow, and you were left scrambling and stifling your moans. 

“Always going around, looking at me like I mean nothing. You think you're better than me? You think you don't need me?” He was rambling, his hand on the back of your throat as he held you in place. He was angry, but there was a desperation to his words. It was like he needed you to affirm his words, to tell him everything he'd been hoping that would tumble from your lips for weeks at this point. You were no stranger to getting pounded at this point, but there was an urgency to the way you tried to plead with him to stop. 

“N-ngh~! Elias you gotta hah, y-you gotta stop. Marcus is on his-” He shut you up with a kiss, his lips sliding against yours as he cradled your face.

“Shut the fuck up,” he demanded, his voice ragged as he squeezed your neck in slight warning. “Don't mention that asshole. You're… you're always with him. Do you like him more than me? Tell me. Tell me right now or I'll make it so you can't sit for a whole week,” he demanded, and you could practically hear the insecurity dripping from his tongue. He didn't even give you time to answer. He just shoved you against the table again, your chest flush with the wooden surface. 

From the corner of your eye, you could see your face down phone lighting up. The vibrating notifications were sporadic at first, but the longer you didn't answer, the more frequent they became. Your stifled pleas for mercy were only met with grunts, and it wasn’t before long before your toes were curling and a heat in your belly grew more and more prevalent. But before you or Elias could finish, the door opened. 

Marcus just stood there for a moment, a genuinely shocked look on his face. You could have sworn Elias smiled, like it was some kind of victory to show how you were on the brink of orgasm to the guy he’d been quietly jealous of this entire time. But then, Marcus just grinned. It wasn’t genuine. You knew him well enough to know that.

“Oh? What do we have here?” 

You’d never known his voice to be that smooth, that controlled. Marcus locked the door behind him, his face unreadable as he walked in and pulled out his phone. Elias moved to cover you now that he was done showing off, but the other man put out his hand to stop him silently. You trembled beneath him.

“Oh please, there’s no need to stop for me,” he smirked, practically shoving his screen in your so-called rival’s face to show off a video of you sobbing and moaning while stuffed full of a cock that was certainly not the one currently inside of you right now. “ I’ve already seen it all,” he practically sneered. Elias’s grip tightened painful on your hip, and you panted as you craned your head to see his expression. He went pale before his face flashed with fury.

“You fucking asshole-!”

“Please, like you’re not doing the same thing right now. I should’ve known to keep them on a tighter leash,” Marcus sighed and brushed his hair back as he fixed his glasses and approached the other side of the table you were currently bent over. He wordlessly undid his belt and pants, his dick slapping you across the face as he fisted your hair far harsher than he normally would. You barely got a word in, trying to argue for your innocence before you were choking on his length. You coughed loudly, but they ignored your struggling to stay locked on each other. 

“There’s no point in arguing,” Yandere Nerd’s voice was sharp and cold as his hands worked your head. “We might as well work together until we can figure out how to deal with this,” he sighed, frustration simmering under the surface.

Elias looked genuinely taken aback, but he gritted his teeth as he started up the effort of fucking into you once again. Your eyes widened as you tried to get out of being fucked from both ends. Every time you tried to moan or cry out, Marcus’s tip could shove deep into your throat, causing you to gag. Your toes curled, and your back arched as you spasmed. 

“Fuck you,” he snapped between groans, his breath hitching as he switched between lovingly stroking your lower back and nearly breaking the table. “Fine. We’ll have to keep them in line. I didn’t know they’d be running around getting fucked like some low class- ngh!” He cut off his rambling as he leaned in and suddenly started pressing kisses and bites to your shoulders.

“Maybe a- shit yeah breath baby. Maybe a tracker for good measure,” Marcus suggested between snarls. “We can split the costs.”

Your stomach sank as they started to discuss the logistics about how to keep you quiet and pliant between the two of you while they kept thrusting into you like you weren’t even there. You sobbed, the sound muffled pitifully. Who knew that, this whole time, they’d actually been able to work together just fine?

[casuallyanidiot]

Hello! I was just wondering if it is possible that the Yandere Vlogger would buy those glasses with the camera to film how he follows the reader. Or does he just carry a big camera around? 😭

I REALLY REALLY LOVE YOUR WORKS!!!! Thank you so much for sharing it with us! 🤍

It would kinda be funny if the reader caught him not with a big camera, but with the glasses. They look kinda thick and awkward on his face, plus he's pretty handsome so he's kinda eye catching. I think they'd be like "woah what's this cute guy doing with those really obvious camera glasses? He's everywhere I go."

Yandere vlogger is a go-pro king. Plus it's more of a hidden in plain sight type deal. If it looks like he's trying to hide something, then people might get suspicious. If he just pretends he's a normal person recording his daily life for some reason, then he might get some odd looks now and then but people are generally used to that.

I think he'd really feel no need to hide the camera anyways. His delusion is kind of boosted by his audience lol

[casuallyanidiot]

Hi i love your works so much! I just recently completed reading your old quotev works and adore them as well!

Especially the story with Jamison and Amber, because i love how you give reader commom sense and have a lil crush on the pretty math girl madison!! Thr story is wonderful and im inclined to read more,

I have spme questipns like:

How will Amber react witnessing reader act all flustered to Madison?

Will Jamison ever be enamored with reader as well?

I was going through my older asks and holy shit, every time someone brings up my old writing from Quotev I feel like I've been shot lmao

It's been ages since I've written for Power Duo. I think I would maybe return to the concept one day because I like the concept of evil girl boss finding a new playmate for her insane boyfriend, though I don't know if I would make a one shot or a whole series based on it again.

The plan was eventually Jamison would come around to the reader eventually. Like he would do whatever Amber wanted even though he didn't really like the fact that his girlfriend liked someone besides him. I think the only reason he didn't cut them down in the first place was because Amber would genuinely be very upset at him and I don't think he could handle her being mad lol. After a while of meddling with the reader's personal life and helping Amber gain more control of them, he'd start to spend more time with them and genuinely start to enjoy their presence

But Amber would start to make your life worse in very subtle ways if she caught you flirting with someone else. Like she'd probably use her influence to make you be a bit more ostracized and make the faculty less supportive towards you until you stopped hanging out with Madison.

[casuallyanidiot]

Will farmboy Yan/Danny ever cheat on reader? Cause I feel like he's the type to do it. 😭 After he got her pregnant and took her out of poverty, (u mentioned that he loved the reader because of the idea of helping her out) will he get bored of the reader after he fullfilled that fantasy?

(English isn't my native language lol)

Honestly I don't think he would?

Part of his fantasies go far beyond actually "saving you from poverty". Like he wants the whole deal with reader. Marriage, kids, her loving him in return. I don't think he'd necessarily get bored because his fantasies continue to build upon themselves the longer he spends time with her. Plus, Danny actually liked the reader when they were younger. I imagine he liked that she didn't give up going to school even though she was barely passing, or that she was trying so hard to just make her life better in any way she could. The whole thing about stalking her and coming up with the whole idea of taking her away came later after he had let his feelings grow for too long. I think if Danny had asked her out way back when, there was a chance that he wouldn't have been the way he ended up being. I think the whole culture of the town being so cruel towards the reader made him scared about openly pursuing her, and his feelings that were initially good hearted became corrupted by the lack of any actual outlet for him to express those them without fear of social rejection.

If I ever do a part 2 I think I'd go more into his background and thought process because he's genuinely so interesting to write for lmao.

[casuallyanidiot]

Group Participation!

Group project for a class where everyone hates each other, but they somehow fall in love with you???

Yandere! m Academic Rival! x gn! Reader x Yandere! m Nerd!

Dead Dove Do Not Eat! MDNI! Tw. Noncon, Yandere, Dubcon, Oral, Voyeurism, semi-public sex, recording

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When you got your assigned partners for the assignment, you actually considered just dropping out entirely. The two names on the paper were of the two people that had made your academic career an absolute nightmare.

Yandere Academic Rival is pissed that he has to work with you for once.

It’s not like you guys are nearly on the same level, so Elias just knows he’s going to have to be on your ass to make sure that you’re not going to manage to fuck this up for everyone. His normal opportunity to try and show you up has been dashed, and now he’s passive aggressively adding notes on to literally anything you write.

“I just feel like this is taking too much space. We can cut down on the word count much more if we remove this part.”

“Dude, that's literally just our hypothesis”

“As I said. You should let me write this part. It will be much better.”

He’s so set on taking over bits of your project, but then he whines about how much he has to do. He spends hours nitpicking everything your group does, but he seems to love focusing on you in particular.

“Come on. You should at least come with me to dinner. I’m staying here after hours to try and fix your mistakes."

“What the- no one asked you to do that???”

“Well, we might as well punch in the failing grade ourselves if I don’t. Sit down. You’re not going anywhere until I can thoroughly check what you’re up to.”

Yandere Nerd isn’t much better.

You had hoped that Marcus would tamper down on his creepiness now that there was someone else present when you interacted with him, but you had no such luck. 

He’s a lot more brazen in his advances now. His hand tries to worm its way between your clenched thighs under the table, prodding at your crotch with a mischievous grin like you weren’t sweating bullets. He likes to insert your nudes into the shared draft at ungodly hours at night, making you constantly have to be on the lookout to remove it before Elias would see.

Now, Marcus is smart. Smarter than both you and Elias. Getting him on this project was a guaranteed first class mark in the bag, but it was a goddamn headache making him do anything. You literally had to get on your hands and knees to beg him to do his paragraph on the introduction page. He took a photo, grinned, and finished it flawlessly in less than an hour. You shuddered to think what he would ask of you next.

It wasn’t just him, either. You had been doing your best to manage them both, but it was getting out of hand. Not to mention, but Elias was getting more and more needy.

“You’re working with me today. Not him.” He would scoff in disdain, grabbing your wrist and tugging you off to crowd you against some cafe booth while he tried to get you to drink a coffee you could barely afford. It was hard to keep up with his insults when Marcus would be firing off texts saying “Bby where r u? :(“ followed by a photo of his weeping cockhead. For whatever reason, your so-called rival kept wanting to dig through your phone to see what could possibly be taking up so much of your time. You had to appease him by sneaking off together to the bathroom so you could suck him off so he would drop it.

“God you’re so filthy. I bet you would do this for anyone, wouldn’t you?” He’d hiss between moans. As much as he acted like he was above you, he couldn’t stop the whimpers pouring from his lips as he came down your throat. He couldn’t stop the little admission of love when he thought you were too busy swallowing, either. 

Your days were filled with a delicate balance of trying to finish your work, corralling the two of them into actually making progress, and staving off their demands for more and more time with you by trying to make them cum in random spots around campus. A hand job here, and thigh job there, and you were nearly finished with this stupid ass assignment. You’d done a pretty damn good job stopping them from finding out about each other too. Their whispered threats about what would happen if they caught you with anyone else rang cold in your ears every time they tried to ask for more.

It all came crashing down when Elias snapped one day. You were sitting in a study room that had been booked so you could actually try and edit this damn thing properly and just be done. Your fingers flew across your keyboard, the noise filling the otherwise silent space between you. You didn’t notice when he stopped, but you did notice when he was suddenly right next to you, his shadow looming over the words on screen. You paused, sweat forming on the back of your neck.

It was a blur after that. His hands were tugging at your clothes, bending you over the desk as papers and pens scattered to the ground. “You’re so fucking annoying,” he panted in you ear as his hips snapped against yours. The sound of skin on skin replaced the ambience of a productive workflow, and you were left scrambling and stifling your moans. 

“Always going around, looking at me like I mean nothing. You think you're better than me? You think you don't need me?” He was rambling, his hand on the back of your throat as he held you in place. He was angry, but there was a desperation to his words. It was like he needed you to affirm his words, to tell him everything he'd been hoping that would tumble from your lips for weeks at this point. You were no stranger to getting pounded at this point, but there was an urgency to the way you tried to plead with him to stop. 

“N-ngh~! Elias you gotta hah, y-you gotta stop. Marcus is on his-” He shut you up with a kiss, his lips sliding against yours as he cradled your face.

“Shut the fuck up,” he demanded, his voice ragged as he squeezed your neck in slight warning. “Don't mention that asshole. You're… you're always with him. Do you like him more than me? Tell me. Tell me right now or I'll make it so you can't sit for a whole week,” he demanded, and you could practically hear the insecurity dripping from his tongue. He didn't even give you time to answer. He just shoved you against the table again, your chest flush with the wooden surface. 

From the corner of your eye, you could see your face down phone lighting up. The vibrating notifications were sporadic at first, but the longer you didn't answer, the more frequent they became. Your stifled pleas for mercy were only met with grunts, and it wasn’t before long before your toes were curling and a heat in your belly grew more and more prevalent. But before you or Elias could finish, the door opened. 

Marcus just stood there for a moment, a genuinely shocked look on his face. You could have sworn Elias smiled, like it was some kind of victory to show how you were on the brink of orgasm to the guy he’d been quietly jealous of this entire time. But then, Marcus just grinned. It wasn’t genuine. You knew him well enough to know that.

“Oh? What do we have here?” 

You’d never known his voice to be that smooth, that controlled. Marcus locked the door behind him, his face unreadable as he walked in and pulled out his phone. Elias moved to cover you now that he was done showing off, but the other man put out his hand to stop him silently. You trembled beneath him.

“Oh please, there’s no need to stop for me,” he smirked, practically shoving his screen in your so-called rival’s face to show off a video of you sobbing and moaning while stuffed full of a cock that was certainly not the one currently inside of you right now. “ I’ve already seen it all,” he practically sneered. Elias’s grip tightened painful on your hip, and you panted as you craned your head to see his expression. He went pale before his face flashed with fury.

“You fucking asshole-!”

“Please, like you’re not doing the same thing right now. I should’ve known to keep them on a tighter leash,” Marcus sighed and brushed his hair back as he fixed his glasses and approached the other side of the table you were currently bent over. He wordlessly undid his belt and pants, his dick slapping you across the face as he fisted your hair far harsher than he normally would. You barely got a word in, trying to argue for your innocence before you were choking on his length. You coughed loudly, but they ignored your struggling to stay locked on each other. 

“There’s no point in arguing,” Yandere Nerd’s voice was sharp and cold as his hands worked your head. “We might as well work together until we can figure out how to deal with this,” he sighed, frustration simmering under the surface.

Elias looked genuinely taken aback, but he gritted his teeth as he started up the effort of fucking into you once again. Your eyes widened as you tried to get out of being fucked from both ends. Every time you tried to moan or cry out, Marcus’s tip could shove deep into your throat, causing you to gag. Your toes curled, and your back arched as you spasmed. 

“Fuck you,” he snapped between groans, his breath hitching as he switched between lovingly stroking your lower back and nearly breaking the table. “Fine. We’ll have to keep them in line. I didn’t know they’d be running around getting fucked like some low class- ngh!” He cut off his rambling as he leaned in and suddenly started pressing kisses and bites to your shoulders.

“Maybe a- shit yeah breath baby. Maybe a tracker for good measure,” Marcus suggested between snarls. “We can split the costs.”

Your stomach sank as they started to discuss the logistics about how to keep you quiet and pliant between the two of you while they kept thrusting into you like you weren’t even there. You sobbed, the sound muffled pitifully. Who knew that, this whole time, they’d actually been able to work together just fine?

[casuallyanidiot]

I would love to get another part of the yandere nerd and what happens after.

I'm actually writing a crossover fic with Yandere Nerd and Yandere Academic Rival right now >:)

I like how awful they are, and I think they'd be interesting paired up / in competition with each other. Like one is way too eager to be around you (or in you), and the other likes to pretend that he's way too good to ever be in love with you. They get off on making you miserable either way lmao

[casuallyanidiot]

This is for your yandere farmer fic- You focused more on Daniels parents knowing what he did but what about the readers parents. Especially her father , how would they react when they realize the reader told the truth. Because it has to be weird for a guy to be so excited over a baby that they think isn’t his after he asked for her hand in marriage and as the towns golden boy.

Tw. Mentioned SA, slutshaming, yandere

I think that the reader's parents are aware of what happened as well, but they keep quiet for a few reasons different from why Danny's parents do.

First of all, the Reader is quite neglected throughout the story. She's used for physical labor on the farm, but she isn't paid nor is she taken care of. The reader's hygiene and looks are made fun of by the town people, but her parents definitely play a role in that. It means they didn't care enough to take care of her. Plus, when the actual events of the story take place, the reason why she was alone on the farm to begin with was because her family deliberately chose to leave her there. They're ashamed of her because she's a walking reminder of their low status, and thus they put in no effort to actually support her.

Daniel gets what he wants in the end because everyone else in the town and in the reader's life are too preoccupied with pride, status, and appearances to actually care about what happened to her or at least do something about it.

Reader's father was already threatening her (probably from a young age), that if she got caught fooling around with anyone, he'd throw her out. Everyone already looks down on her family, so if they have a daughter running around being a tramp? Well that would be the end of the very little goodwill people had for them to begin with.

There's no way that they wouldn't recognize that the reader was practically begging them to believe that the richest bachelor in town had gone and assaulted her and not know what happened. It's just that it's easier to pretend it never did. Sure, it might be a gut churning thing to turn the reader over to the man she claimed ruined her life while he stood there, smiling bright like the sun while he kept a firm grip on her, but it was what was best, right? Like, she get's to live in a big fancy house where she'll be taken care of and be safe. The Petusky boy loves her, and now they're in-laws with very respectable people. It works out for everyone at the Reader's expense.

I think that at the end of the day, they might feel a bit guilty. It might keep the reader's mom up at night in particular, but you had a better life now. They all did. So what if they just had to forget the way you looked when they practically handed you away?

[casuallyanidiot]

I found your block like last week and knowing that you’re the Maternal author brought me so much joy. I loved your right back then and this Tumblr proves that you just got better with time 🩷🩷

Sometimes when people bring up Maternal or something I wrote from quotev I get a jumpscare lmao

Thanks for finding me again! I'm glad you liked my writing then and now!

[casuallyanidiot]

I like to imagine that after the events of Moon Waltz, definitely after a decent amount of time has passed, that the reader might return to the clearing and throw a letter into the pond for Samuel- Maybe to clear up a guilty conscience, maybe to give him some semblance of companionship- Maybe even create a sort of one-sided penpal dynamic-

Just thought it'd be an interesting line to walk considering that we know he has a collection of garbage so objects can def pass through without people holding them! And maybe the reader passes over little items along with the letter, like a snack they mentioned to him once, or a photo since they talked about that! Just sorta a bittersweet compromise between the reader staying forever and the reader leaving him to suffer completely alone again, y’know?

Can you tell that I binge read Moon Waltz right before bed last night and that it’s been living rent-free in my head since?

I also think about Moonwaltz a lot do not worry 😭.

Actually, Samuel can still send things out of the moon gate as long as they still have color in them. So if the reader sent him some paper and pens from their world, then in theory he'd be able to write them back.

I don't think the reader really blames Samuel for anything that happened, but I think that if I was ever gonna write a sequel, then it would be about either Samuel trying to follow reader back into the real world somehow or the reader finding a way to break him out even if he's still really unstable.

I do think it would be really sweet if they exchanged letters with each other, though.

[casuallyanidiot]

Omg I love yandere who breaks into your home!

How about readers parents nagging them about their love life so yandere jumps into action and pretends to be readers successful boyfriend? (Now he is even more involved in readers live yay)

Just an idea love your writing <3

Yandere who broke into your home and is now somehow your fake (?) boyfriend.

Now, you'd never actually been on a date with this guy. He seemed to be glued to your apartment, so it never really crossed your mind. But when your parents plan on visiting, you realized that you couldn't just ignore him this time around.

"I'm guessing I can't get you to leave?"

"Nope. I'm staying right here."

God what a little asshole. Anyways, so that's how you ended up agreeing to fake date your stalker.

It was supposed to be a temporary thing, but with the way he was clinging to your arm and nuzzling into your shoulder, you were somewhat aware that it would probably go beyond what you had hoped. He shapes up quickly into the ideal son-in-law, with polite words, manners and a clean appearance. He even hides his shrine of you just to be safe!

He takes you on a tour of the city when your family arrives, and they're pleasantly surprised by your new partner. They had no idea you were dating someone, much less living with them. It's shocking, but seeing how sweet and well put together he is puts them at ease.

From then on your family is always asking about him.

It drives you up the wall, and he likes to tease you about it.

"See? Even your family thinks we're perfect together!"

Again, very annoying, but now you have even less reasons to be pissed that he's managed to worm his way into your life. You grumble protests at him, but he's already snapping photos of the two of you snuggled up in bed to send to your mom. You were somewhat horrified to find out that they were becoming close.

"He he, I can't wait to see your family for the holidays. I'm gonna get them gifts and spend so much time with you," he gushes, and you can't help but blush as he scrolls through a list of items that he knows you like.

You frown and huddle into your pillow. It's infuriating. Like honestly, how can he be so normal and perfect when he's obviously such a creep!? Even when you're glaring at him and wishing he would just go away, he patiently smiles at you and rubs your head before tucking you in for the night.

Man... maybe if you were actually dating, then this whole thing would be great. What a shame...

[casuallyanidiot]

Some more good Ole Yandere Nerd

Tw. Noncon/Dubcon, kidnapping, invasion of privacy, fisting, yandere

Yandere Nerd who fucks you so frequently in so many different ways that he jokingly starts to collect data on it.

"You've cum 23 times this week without penetration. We can definitely raise that by this time next!"

He keeps neatly color coordinated graphs and charts of the amount of times you'd had sex with him, how many times you came, what different types of toys and kinks you seemed to like the most, and more. He'd write thousand word research essays on the topic while fucking your face under the table. He'd look down through fogged glasses and make sure you'd swallow before he got the motivation to continue on for the next few pages.

It's almost impressive how well organized he keeps track of everything.

Yandere Nerd who explains what he's working on like he's talking to a dumb dog.

"You see, it's quite interesting to find that there's no significant difference between how much you cum from when I spank you versus no spanking when I play with your ass. I think we need to repeat this at least 30 times each to see if there's any further development."

You never imagined that dirty talk could be so dull. Though, he probably wasn't trying to turn you on using anything other than brute force, sheer, will, and a closet worth of sex toys.

Yandere Nerd who likes to stretch you out on increasingly bigger and bigger toys.

His cock definitely is not the size of his fucking arm, but it's not even about his pleasure at this point. He just likes seeing you all whiny and sobbing while begging him to take his fist out of your poor, abused hole. He won't listen at all! How mean :( . In fact, he'd probably measure how large your stretched out entrance gapes after every session and then time how long it would take for your quivering form to go somewhat back to normal.

Yandere Nerd while, mid fuck, suddenly decides to share the good news with you.

"The paper I wrote on you got accepted into a journal!"

How that fucking happened, you don't know, but all of a sudden detailed descriptions of how often you cum on a daily basis were suddenly up for anyone to see. You ended up crying when you read the journal, too humiliated to feel anything but anger and utter embarrassment. He rubs soothing circles into your back while trying to comfort you, but he's not exactly slick with the way he's pulling out his camera to record your reaction.

What!? This is valid data! Now if you're going to be the subject of further studies, then you have to be at least a little bit more cooperative with him, okay?

[casuallyanidiot]

Some more good Ole Yandere Nerd

Tw. Noncon/Dubcon, kidnapping, invasion of privacy, fisting, yandere

Yandere Nerd who fucks you so frequently in so many different ways that he jokingly starts to collect data on it.

"You've cum 23 times this week without penetration. We can definitely raise that by this time next!"

He keeps neatly color coordinated graphs and charts of the amount of times you'd had sex with him, how many times you came, what different types of toys and kinks you seemed to like the most, and more. He'd write thousand word research essays on the topic while fucking your face under the table. He'd look down through fogged glasses and make sure you'd swallow before he got the motivation to continue on for the next few pages.

It's almost impressive how well organized he keeps track of everything.

Yandere Nerd who explains what he's working on like he's talking to a dumb dog.

"You see, it's quite interesting to find that there's no significant difference between how much you cum from when I spank you versus no spanking when I play with your ass. I think we need to repeat this at least 30 times each to see if there's any further development."

You never imagined that dirty talk could be so dull. Though, he probably wasn't trying to turn you on using anything other than brute force, sheer, will, and a closet worth of sex toys.

Yandere Nerd who likes to stretch you out on increasingly bigger and bigger toys.

His cock definitely is not the size of his fucking arm, but it's not even about his pleasure at this point. He just likes seeing you all whiny and sobbing while begging him to take his fist out of your poor, abused hole. He won't listen at all! How mean :( . In fact, he'd probably measure how large your stretched out entrance gapes after every session and then time how long it would take for your quivering form to go somewhat back to normal.

Yandere Nerd while, mid fuck, suddenly decides to share the good news with you.

"The paper I wrote on you got accepted into a journal!"

How that fucking happened, you don't know, but all of a sudden detailed descriptions of how often you cum on a daily basis were suddenly up for anyone to see. You ended up crying when you read the journal, too humiliated to feel anything but anger and utter embarrassment. He rubs soothing circles into your back while trying to comfort you, but he's not exactly slick with the way he's pulling out his camera to record your reaction.

What!? This is valid data! Now if you're going to be the subject of further studies, then you have to be at least a little bit more cooperative with him, okay?