darlinglittlelemon

[darlinglittlelemon]

Chubby yan

Warnings | noncon, insulting, kidnaping, heavy NSFW, bondage, drugging, possessiveness, 

Note: it’s a bit of a softer yan experience if that's what you're into. I was getting a little fed up with every yandere being this big buff, absolutely chiseled, bruit (if you like that, that’s totally ok. The whole point of yan fics is to self indulge). I wanted something a bit more lovely and service oriented you know?

He was so cute.

Unbelievably cute.

I mean, like; he had to be? Everyone said he was. He had a round face, kissed by freckles, a soft, kind demeanor, and a chubby, cute body. He could always be seen with white collared shirts with brown vets, or big puffy sweaters, topped off with round glasses to match. 

Everyone loved him. Treated him like he was just this piece of cake. Harmless and lovable, delicate, sugary sweet. And he just kept popping into your life. Same parties, same classes, same friends, even somehow professors would always pair you up.

It felt so… curated. 

And It’s not like you didn’t like him, you thought he was fine. But you saw the way he looked at you. The way he talked to you. Like a predator dancing around its prey. A big bad wolf so desperately trying to disappear in its sheep skin.

“Can I have your number? I would like to talk to you about the next project”

“I got some decorations for my dorm. Would you like to see them?”

“Hey! I was wondering if you could help me find my keys?”

“Could I use your sweater? I'm pretty cold”

“Would you like to study together?”

“Let’s walk to class together!” 

He sat too close to you, talked to you too much, or asked for too many favors. You changed your schedule twice, but he wouldn’t budge, neither would you. So he had to take matters into his own hands. You were easy too, just one slip up at a party and he had you all to himself.

You were gagged and bound to a bed frame. Legs free and kicking, trying desperately to keep him away. 

His grip started dinging into your sides, pushing himself further between your thighs. Expertly using his weight to put enough pressure on your body to keep you right where he wanted you.

He was practically growling his words out. Farel above you.

“I said stop fucking moving!” 

“All that work, all that time being so god damn docile”

He pressed himself further.

“You’re a tease, you know that? a slut” 

he sighed 

“and iv always hated you’re clothes”

The tears pooled from your eyes as you felt everything on you being so callously ripped off of you. A cold hand trailed up to meet the peak of your breast, kneading so so harshly. You became stiff as a board. Small pathetic sobs were audible through the gag, as you prepared for the impending sharp stretching pain of someone too eager and too quick. 

“Come on, don't be like that. You'll enjoy this, Here ill show you”

His hand left your chest exploring down your body. Slowly, oh so slowly placing themselves inside your wet needy cunt, going in and out. His mouth followed suit, trailing down biting and kissing till he settled between your thighs. Gripping your legs, his mouth enveloping your clit so wonderfully. Burying himself deeper and deeper. 

He sporadically would suck on the bud gently giving a sharp pleasurable feeling. 

And you just couldn't resist the sensation. 

Using what little freedom you had with your hands you griped the bed frame you were tethered to. Just a slutty mess, drooling, lewd sounds escaping you, bucking lightly against his tongue. You were sure if it wasn't for the cloth between your teeth, the neighbors would have heard you. And he wouldn’t stop. His fingers kept moving faster, abusing your pussy. Tongue expertly worshiping that wonderful bundle of nerves, tangling you further in your ecstasy. Until that moment where you unraveled in his hands. A needy dirty whore who couldn’t help cuming for him. Crying wonderful, amazing tears. But at the very least, your breath slowed and your body relaxed. Like it was sinking into the bed.

Unfortunately the rigid grip back onto your waist shoved you into reality.

“Oh, darling, did you think I was done? No. I've waited this long. And there is no way I'm letting a whore like you go to waste.” 

[darlinglittlelemon]

#FANTASTIC WRITING #actual chills 👏

𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐹𝑎𝑒

Warning: sexual content, age gap (20–???), r4pe, noncon, breeding kink, forced breeding, gagging, choking, spell, mass murder, death of children, black flag oc.

Tagging list: @kthehoeforfictionalmen ★ @dreamlessnight ★ @riawrld ★ @darkuni63 ★ @minshookie29 ★ @rosey1981 ★ @thejadevvitch ★ @jellystar-star ★ @sparklystrawberrycloud ★ @cutelittlesugarfairy ★

Divider credits: @cafekitsune ★ @bernardsbendystraws ★

Masterlist

Yandere Fae who has known you since you were a little girl when you wandered into his forest chasing a butterfly.

Yandere Fae who was tempted to kill you when you entered their territory; but he didn't do it since he was surprised by the fact that you passed without any problem the magical barrier that was holding him.

Yandere Fae who for some reason and against his or her better judgment ends up playing with you; He sits on the soft moss-covered ground while you cheerfully arrange flowers and leaves in his long white hair.

Yandere Fae who feels a little disappointed when you tell him you have to come home or your parents will scold you; He acts indifferent and tries to forget what happened, only to be pleasantly surprised when you return the next day.

Yandere Fae who begins meeting with you every day in the same place, but first makes you promise never to tell other humans about his existence.

Yandere Fae who feeds you candy in exchange for promising that you will be his in the future when you grow up and you happily promise it just wanting to eat more of those delicious candy; unaware of the huge mistake you made.

Yandere Fae who during one of those encounters ends up asking you your name and you innocently give it to him, ignoring the enormous and absolute power you have given him over you.

Yandere Fae who scares you to no end when he kills a man who followed you when you went to see him; Although you don't know it, he could see the bad intentions in the heart of the man who followed you.

Yandere Fae who tries to stop you when you run towards your house sobbing, but you sneak outside the barrier and he can't follow you; He waits for you to come back the next day to console you but you don't come back, you don't come back that day, nor the next, nor the next...

Yandere Fae who waits 15 long years with his sanity completely broken to be able to see you again, he feels betrayed and upset by the fact that you disappeared without a trace, leaving him alone again.

Yandere Fae who one day finally gains enough strength to break the barrier that holds him and keeps him chained to the clearing, now that he is free he only has one thing on his mind (besides giving you your rightful place at his side, obviously) to find and punish his disobedient wife for being so cruel.

After destroying your village and cruelly slaughtering all the inhabitants, not even caring about the children, he broke into your humble home and killed your parents when they tried to attack him to protect you. He also killed your innocent little sister right before your eyes. A muffled scream escaped your parched lips, and he approached you, taking you tightly in his arms before throwing you over his shoulder, carrying you to the forest clearing where you two had first met.

You tried to fight him off, twisting and kicking your legs to try and escape. Your fists pounded against his back, but the attempt was pathetic at best. Frustrated by your stubbornness, he muttered something in a language you couldn't understand, and suddenly your body felt heavy and powerless. When they finally reached the clearing he placed you on the soft mattress of moss that covered the floor.

“I apologize for the spell, but your unpleasant attitude was beginning to tire me, dear wife.”

His voice comes out soft as velvet almost like a mockery as his long, pale fingers trace the contour of your face, his long, sharp nails leaving red trails on the skin of your cheeks but stopping short of cutting the skin.

“I'm not your wife! You... are a monster!”

You try to put all your hate into your voice so he can see how upset you are about all of this, about everything he caused, but your voice sounds more like a muffled stutter, your tongue heavy with the disturbing fullness you feel in your body and mind.

“Ha ha ha! You're very funny, dear wife, but you shouldn't say things like that... your husband might get very upset, and who knows what he'd do to you?”

His laughter cuts off abruptly and his voice turns terrifyingly serious; you can't help but shudder in fear; He takes your silence as a sign of submission, so he wastes no time and begins to remove the simple dress you're wearing. His long nails cut through the fabric with terrifying ease. When your body is exposed to his eyes his hands travel to your breasts and he squeezes firmly.

“Such beautiful tits, you've become a real beauty... you're a work of art, all for your husband to enjoy, aren't you, dear wife?”

When you purse your lips, refusing to respond, he lets out a dark laugh; He looks at you with half-closed eyes, a wicked smile slipping onto his lips before he takes your nipples between his ring and index fingers, tugging firmly at your nubs, hardened by the cold, making you let out a stifled gasp and a shiver running down your spine.

“You are a fighter my dear wife and I really can't wait to see you break down and accept your destiny at my side~”

He wastes no time and opens his pants releasing his hard member; the pale length is adorned with a pink mushroom head and glistening pearls of precum at the tip. He pumps his cock with one of his hands while rubbing tight circles on your pussy with the other, being careful not to cut yourself with his nails. you feel a hot shame as your body reacts to his caresses, your pussy slowly getting wet almost dripping with love juices.

“Awww, look at that, my dear wife. Your pussy cries for me. Maybe your foolish mind won't accept its place, but your pretty body certainly will. At least this little pussy is honest with me.”

You frown at his teasing comment, letting out a gasp as two of his fingers delve into your tight heat, his fingers rubbing against your warm, wet inner walls. He leans over you, getting closer to your ear and you can't help but shiver when he speaks and his warm breath hits your skin.

“We'll have even more fun when I take you to the Fae realm with me. With my kind around, you'll think twice about doing something stupid, my dear wife.”

He laughs darkly and removes his fingers from your pussy, your sticky fluids cover his fingers and he smiles before putting them in his mouth cleaning them, when he removes them he murmurs a “delicious~” before taking his cock in his hand guiding it towards your sensitive pussy, you close your eyes as he rubs his fat mushroom head against your wet folds for a few seconds before sliding inside you.

“What a tight pussy you have, dear wife~ you feel like paradise, the wait was worth it ~”

He savors the feeling of your pussy squeezing his cock, your walls throb trying to adapt to his thick circumference, he gives you a few tentative thrusts before beginning to thrust into you firmly, you release gasps and moans at the pain mixed with the pleasure you feel, he notices the outline of his cock that is marked on your belly with each thrust, smiling his hands grab your waist and squeeze the bulge.

“You really are a sweet little thing, aren't you? Look at my cock pushing its way and abusing your pussy, I can't wait to see my son growing inside you, dear wife.”

He laughs darkly at his own words, one of his hands moves up to your chest squeezing your nipple hard twisting it between his fingers, his balls slapping again and again against your plush ass, you feel dizzy at the feeling of his fat cock hitting your cervix along with his fingers pinching your sore nipple, your toes tighten and you roll your eyes lost in pleasure.

“You're really enjoying this aren't you? Of course if I look at your fucked up face, it's very sensual you really know how to drive me crazy, you're really a little slut ~”

He releases your nipple and brings his fingers to your half-open mouth, you choke when he puts two fingers inside, flattening your tongue, he laughs pleased when you suck on his fingers clumsily, his other hand rubs circles over your pussy, your trembling legs tighten around his waist, bringing him closer to you.

He presses himself onto you even more, his fingers are stuck so deep in your throat that you gag, he takes his fingers out of your mouth just grabbing your legs, unwrapping them from his waist and opening them firmly giving him room to fuck you even deeper, his cock goes in and out of your weeping pussy over and over again, his cock throbs as his release approaches.

“I'm going to cum deep inside you and give you the blessing of being the mother of my children, you know my parents had many children... I have forty-three brothers and sisters, but I'm sure that you and I will have even more than that, my dear ~”

With those words and a few erratic thrusts he comes, he buries himself deep inside you while ropes and ropes of his thick semen fill your rubbery uterus and fertilize you, he hardly seems agitated unlike you who is blushing, disheveled and drooling beneath him, he keeps his cock inside you although a little of his semen overflows and falls to the ground beneath you causing many small flowers to grow quickly, he looks at your eyes, your pupils are a dull gray due to the spell, he can't help but smile.

“I think I went a little overboard with the effect of the spell, I should have known that your weak human mind would go a little crazy, but I will take advantage of your good will until the spell fades and returns to you.”

[darlinglittlelemon]

Imaginary friend 

Warnings | Scratching, possessiveness, kidnaping, insulting, light NSFW themes.

You had seen him everywhere. All day, every day.

Ever since you moved into that house. That damned house. 

He was a tall, black, lanky shadow, white eyes, and a pearly smile. The impression of a person. 

You were just a kid playing so happily in your room. Rolling a ball round, until one day… it rolled back. You never noticed the shadow until that meeting. He didn’t talk, just gave you that familiar toothy grin. 

It was you and him. You would play together and make drawings. He was always by your side. Unlike other kids, you weren't scared of the monster under your bed or in your closet, no. Because, unlike the other kids, yours loved you.

It wasn't easy though as you grew up. As you made a mind of your own. As you began to shy away from his cold, comforting grin. As you became defiant. 

Well, as defiant as you could be.

When you tried to talk about him, the shadow would pop his head out, putting a finger to where his lips would be. And you were all too keen to oblige. He was such a nice friend to you after all. He always gave you such lovely gifts. Shiny rocks, pretty leaves, dead birds, squirrels, rats. Whatever he knew, you would love! But you did keep getting in trouble with your parents. Counselor after counselor couldn't figure out what was wrong with you. Why you were so paranoid, why seeing any dead animal would cause you to break down, why you couldn't sleep, why you hated being in the house, why you couldn't make any friends. It was adorable.

He knew just how to keep you in line. If you went out too many times, there would be a scratch. If you didn’t spend enough time with him, there would be a scratch. If you made him upset, he would make sure you felt it. 

But unfortunately you had met someone, and they were so… s w e e t. Horribly so, I mean, how couldn't they be? They were taking you away from him. It didn’t matter how many “gifts” he kept giving you. Or how many scratches you found. You just wouldent fucking stay away from them. You were being a disobedient brat. Sure, maybe they could understand you, and "comfort you”. but they don’t know you. They even convinced you that you should move out. Leave him all alone. They don’t love you like he does. They can't. They were just using you. 

But he was never sacred, no no no. He had left more than enough marks on you for anyone to know something had laid claim long before they came around. He just needed to remind you that belonged to him. 

You left such pretty scratch marks on the floorboards as he dragged you up to the attic. Such a wondrous scream. And it’s not like anyone was going to help you. He made sure no one was home. And he just couldn’t get enough of how much you struggled against him. You pressed against the floor trying so hard to kick him off, but your feet would just go. Right. Through. And fuck, it was downright heavenly how you froze when he spoke. He could just have you right here. Right now. And you couldn't do anything to stop his fun.

“Oh, sweetheart~ that's so… cute” he griped your waist harder, his hand slipping ever so slightly under your shirt. Scratching down your back.

“But you need to understand who’s in control"

[darlinglittlelemon]

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