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[feuillemort-imagines]

ghouls aphrodisiac headcanons / drabbles??? idk but i edited this one a little bit!!

-> ritsu, sho, haku, taiga, subaru, rui, yuri, and jiro

Ritsu tries so hard to keep his composure, to make you believe that he truly isn’t affected as much as you think he is, but the hands wedged between his thighs and his squirming give it away.

You place a tentative hand on his shoulder, pressing your thigh against his, and he jumps, gasping out. His head whips around to look at you, his lips glossy and wet, lashes fluttering as you reach out to touch him.

“Is this okay?” you ask, placing a single hand on his collarbone.

“Please...If it wouldn’t be too much trouble, I...” he whines, high pitched and needy, and you push him down on the bed.

--

Sho grabs you by the waist, pulling you onto his lap with a heavy groan. You shudder as his hands force themselves up your shirt and over your breasts, his mouth sucking and licking and marking whatever bare skin he can reach.

“You feel so good,” he groans, pupils blown wide as they take in your form.

“I haven’t done anything—”

“Move, babe. Please,” His hands move down to your waist and he moves you to his thigh, and it's then that you realize, with a shuddering breath of anticipation, what his intentions are.

--

Haku wastes no time, crawling over top of you and pressing his lips over yours. It’s soft and sweet, but then his fingers are toying with your waistband and he’s slipping under your underwear and touching you. You moan, grasping at his back.

“Easy, princess. You can do it for me,” he murmurs, clearly so amused.

You huff and trail your hand down to his pants, where you find him throbbing. He doubles over and groans, eyes clenched shut as you exact your revenge. Haku laughs as he grinds against your hand, hearts in his eyes as he gazes upon you.

--

Taiga wastes no time getting to his knees in front of you, mouthing at the fabric of your underwear shamelessly. You shriek, thighs jerking in shock, but he forces them closed around his head with a groan. You can feel him everywhere, his hands and tongue and teeth, marking up your inner thighs. One of his hands leaves your thigh as he stares up at you, pupils shrunken into little slits.

“Don’t be nasty to me, doll,” he groans, hand wrestling with his pants, “Let’s both just enjoy this, okay?”

--

Subaru shifts uncomfortably the second the aphrodisiac enters his system.

“I’m sorry, um...this feels weird,” he tries to lighten the mood, but his voice dies the second he sees the desperation in your eyes.

“Subaru, I need you,” you grab his hand, pulling him towards you.

He’s a servant to your whims —and so he follows. He feels as though all of his limbs have gone limp, each extremity completely under your control. You climb onto his lap and he gasps, cheeks flushing pink. You start undoing his pants, hands shaking, and he turns red.

It’s heavenly when you free him and sink onto him under your skirt, your clothes concealing everything. Subaru gasps, throwing his head back with a moan.

--

Rui rushes to shove his pants down his hips, eyes flicking between his clothes and your fingers, pressing against your underwear, gasping his name.

He almost jerks forward when your fingers slip under the fabric, and the wet sounds of you reaches his ears. Rui shoves his gloved hand into his pants, pumping himself to your tempo, his eyes zeroed in on the wet spot.

He wants to touch you. He wants to taste you. Oh, please, please, please, he wants to eat you out more than anything. He just knows you would taste divine.

--

Yuri is dead silent, staring holes into the floor. His thighs are pressed tightly together, and his cupped hands tell you that he’s hiding something from you.

“Yuri,” you breathe, sliding closer to him, “What’s wrong?”

He balks at your voice, face turning bright red. Can’t even look at you. You pretend to think for a moment, humming teasingly, before sliding off the bed and getting on your knees in front of him. His eyes shoot open and he gasps, breath caught in his throat. Yuri looks like he’s about to cry.

“It’s okay, Yuri,” you place a hand on his thigh, hoping to reassure him, “I want everything that you are. I want to make you feel good. Will you let me, sweetheart?”

You can see his chest heaving, his breathing heavy as he lifts his hands and shows you his arousal.

“Thank you, darling,” you smile up at him, reaching for his waistband.

--

Jiro seems unaffected until you scoot a little closer to him. He sucks in a breath and looks at you, his eyes searching your face.

“This is a very good aphrodisiac,” he says quietly, the rumble of his voice making you even warmer somehow, “Where did you get it?”

You laugh and tell him it’s a secret, hoisting yourself over his thighs and onto his lap. His hands rest on your hips, his eyes flicking from the spot in between your legs to your face.

“You can take what you want, Jiro, I’m all yours.” His mouth twitches into a rare smile.

You only get to savor the sight for a second before he leans into you, pulling you even closer to him with a deep groan.

[feuillemort-imagines]

NSFW

warning: some nsfw in the vampire, werewolf, and incubus parts

Cat hybrid bf trilling when he sees you, his ears flicking and tail swaying softly. Immediately he stands and walks towards you, quiet and graceful. He buts his head against you affectionately, then begins grooming you as his arms wrap around your waist.

Puppy hybrid bf that runs to the front door, nearly knocking you over as he plows into you. He’s instantly covering you in puppy kisses, his tail wagging furiously as he sniffs at your neck before giving you an affectionate bite.

Vampire bf that taps his foot impatiently, checking his watch and biting his lip. You were supposed to be home 30 minutes ago! The second you open the door, he’s on you, checking for injuries and fussing over you. He tries to play it off… but it’s sweet to see how much he cares for you, drinking your blood as he fingers your needy cunt.

Incubus husband that waits in your bedroom, wearing his best lingerie, sipping on wine… but when you get home, all of the sexy atmosphere is gone and he’s crying, snuggling into you and babbling about missing you way too much. The two of you fall asleep, with him clinging to you and drooling on your shoulder.

Werewolf bf that had been trailing you, and only barely got home before you did. He knows everything that happened during your day, purring softly when you take out the steak he watched you buy. He holds you on his knot and scents you as you watch TV.

Orc husband that goes out to find you when you’re more than a minute late. He spots you walking towards the house, throws you over his shoulder, and carries you home. Scolds you too, his large hand smacking your ass before he sets you down on the couch.

Dragon hybrid bf that doesn’t let you go out at all. The only fresh air you get is when he’s with you, a possessive claw on your hip as you walk around town. Once you’re home, he’s a bit pouty and needs your attention or he’ll be grumpy about people getting to look at his treasure.

Naga bf also doesn’t let you out… at all. You’re so soft and sensitive, his little darling. He does however sit outside the bathroom and let out annoyed hissed when you take too long, pouting and scratching at the door. He expects kisses and snuggles for being so brave and patient.

Mermaid bf that trills and splashes happily when he spots you on the shoreline, performing a little mating dance in the water before pulling you into his arms. He missed you so much, he’s so glad you’re back for the summer! All he wants is to spend every single day with you…

They’re happy you’re home with them, safe and sound 💗

———————

NSFW TAGLIST: @sunset-214 @screaming-crying-screamingagain @strawberrypoundtown @avalordream @icommitwarcrimes @bazpire @chubbumblebee @im-eating-rn @anglingforlevels @kinshenewa @pasteldaze @j3llyphisching @unforgettablewhvre @yoongiigolden

[feuillemort-imagines]

Getting gangbanged by the lesser angels.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, Gangbang, filth, 5 on 1, MC gets her pussy stuffed.

Normal thoughts be damned, I'm thinking about MC being kidnapped by ‘Lesser angels’. Everyone in Hell is looking glum and depressed, thinking that she's being tortured to death in heaven. MEANWHILE She's getting her brains fucked out of her skull and living out her biggest slut fantasies. 

MC’s drooling like a dog, her mouth stuffed with Armisael’s pretty cock. Sucking on it, spit drips down her chin every time he thrusts it in deeper and makes her gag. The blonde angel strokes her pretty hair running his fingers through it, before his hands return to her cheeks to hold them. He uses her mouth to get himself off, whispering some little curses along with words of encouragement for her, to let her know what a dirty little human she is.

Camael is the one who snatched her away and brought her here. He’s occupying himself by fucking her from the back, Holding her hips with firm hands. His nails dig lightly into her skin as he pulls out, teasingly pushing back into her at a slow pace. Her juices drip down her thighs, combined with his cum which slowly seeps out of her stuffed pussy. ‘You’re so beautiful, Daughter of Solomon’ He hums out in-between breaths, 

Rashiel is fucking his big girthy cock between her tits. He holds his hand over his cock while he thrusts it against her chest, and holy shit was he a girth master. If MC didn’t already have her mouth full of cock she would be gawking at him. He didn't have one of the longest, but it was still one of the widest cocks she's ever seen. Did God make all angels have huge cocks on purpose? Probably. MC’s eyes roll back just by the feeling of Rashiel rubbing it between her tits, Her brain automatically fantasizing about sliding his big cock into her pussy. 

Snapped out of her slutty thoughts by Zeruel, MC’s pupils dilate as she catches a glimpse of him. He is huge and when I tell you he's huge, I mean he’s the second largest angel in heaven. His shirt clings tightly to his muscular chest. It doesn’t take long before MC feels something big and hard being placed into her hand. 

The angels continue playing with her, Touching her nipples, spanking her, pulling her hair back, stuffing her pussy over and over again. All of them are finishing either inside of her or on her.

Luckily for MC, Zeruel finishes on her face rather than in her pussy despite having her jerk him off with her cute little hand. He gives her face a generous dose of the angel cum she's been fantasizing about this whole time. 

Michelleel is more like a stuck-up prude at first, but eventually he joins in and has MC jerk him off with her other hand. Morals be damned, who’s going to punish him for sinning aside from Gabriel? He pushes his cock into MC’s mouth once Armisael is done using her throat, and MC recognizes him as the green haired angel Leraye told her about once.

All of them have been pussy deprived for centuries, and now they're all curious about sex. They make MC cum as many times as possible, overstimulating her entire body once they find out what a clitoris is and what feels good for her. 

The sloppy aftercare later is very cute tho <3

[feuillemort-imagines]

Roses Are Green Pt. 2

C/w: Unhealthy behavior, yandere sub(?) male oc x dom(?) female reader, reader is kind of physical with people,  reader is op, displays of aggression, lore

A/n: So, this is part 2 to Roses Are Green. Enjoy!

Masterlist | Part 1/2, Part 2/2 (you're here!)

“Your highness, it is a pleasure to have you in attendance.”

As expected, you hold your chin high with an evil grin. “Ohohoho! I wouldn’t dream of missing it!”

You turn to Naoki, whose smile is plastered on his face. “Darling, would you be a pet and fetch me a glass of that…” you turn back to the duke. “What did you say you were serving tonight?”

“O-oh yes! That would be the plum wine— But you needn’t have your fiancé do it. Please, allow me!”

The duke rushes off in a hurry, leaving the both of you to your own devices. Most likely to avoid triggering the Mad First-Born Princess. Oh well. It’s time to dance anyway. You lift a hand towards Naoki. As practiced, he takes you towards the middle of the ballroom and you both waltz to pass the time.

“That’s the one…”

“Poor man. Engaged with that…”

“Will he be alright? She’s…”

With every twirl, no matter what direction you both looked, there are many people in the crowd who cover their mouths behind hands or fans and whisper nasty things about you while they pitied him. Naoki frowns, having developed a kind of loyalty to you over the past few weeks you’ve known each other. You pat him on the shoulder.

“I’ve already learned to ignore these things,” you say.

“But isn’t it terrible how they speak as if you couldn’t easily get rid of them?” he asks.

You hum. “It’s human nature to speak badly of monsters.”

He halts his steps, making you stumble for a moment. “You aren’t a monster.”

You scoff, letting go of his hands. “Like I said, it doesn’t matter. But anyway, let’s take a break. I’m sure that duke won’t be returning with a glass any time soon.”

With that, you turn and head towards one of the balconies to get out of the stuffy atmosphere. As usual, Naoki obediently follows you out.

You rest your elbows on the marble balustrade and with closed eyes, take a deep breath of the fresh night air. It has been only an hour since the party started and you already desire to head home. All of those fake faces and conniving old folks… if you could have your way, you would kill all of them. Unfortunately, they’re important to ensuring your youngest brother smoothly receives his inheritance from that damn emperor. Annoying…

Naoki closes the balcony doors, silencing all of the noises, before he comes up behind you, holding a glass of plum wine who managed to snatch from a servant on the way. After you gladly accept it, he stands just a few steps away, watching you from behind. He turns his head and eyes the party behind with the corner of his eyes. Curious, he asks, “Are you okay, your highness?”

A corner of your mouth crooks up as you tilt your head. “Mm. I don’t like that. Call me (Y/n).”

“That’s… That would be improper.”

“Hah.” You shake your head at how he quickly switches between utmost obedience to talking back at times. “And how about you? Tired yet?”

“Not at all,” he answers.

“That’s good.”

For a minute or two, you keep quiet, uninterested in conversation. So does he. Then you spy a man from the ground floor exit out of the mansion, holding a bouquet of roses. Marquess Romeo. He looks lost. You motion Naoki to come closer to you.

“You see that man? Down there?”

Naoki nods. “Yes.”

“What a large bouquet he has. Doesn’t he look lost?”

“He does.”

“I wonder who he’s looking for,” you comment, resting your chin on your hand. “What kind of strange man goes looking for a lady outside of the mansion? Or perhaps he’s looking for a man. Well, no matter. It’s far too cold to be walking around the gardens right now.”

You suddenly feel something warm being placed on you, prompting you to look at Naoki, wearing only his shirt. He seems to have given you his coat. You raise an eyebrow.

“I’m not cold?”

“If anyone were to look now, wouldn’t it be improper for a man to wear a coat while his fianceé stands in the cold?”

“Hmph. Fine. But do feel free to take this coat back when you need it.”

“I won’t need it.”

You grin, shaking your head at his stubbornness. Then your grin falls off when you realize the lost Marquess Romeo seems to be looking straight at you. The moment your eyes meet, he calls out, “My love! I’ve found you!”

You take a look at your surroundings and find there are only yourself and your puppy, who is looking at the man with disgust, funnily enough. You hadn’t realized Naoki could make such an intense expression like that. You press your finger against his wrinkled brow, making him look at you and relax under your touch.

“Your highness!” the lost man calls.

…..

“Did I hear that correctly?” you ask Naoki, cupping your ear.

He shakes his head. “Whatever do you mean?”

“Your highness!”

“It must be the wind,” Naoki says.

You nod. “I thought so too.”

“Your highness! Please look at me! I beg of you!”

You sigh and look down at the lost man. There can only be two reasons why some idiot would ask for your attention: Either he is an idiot who wants to cause trouble and die, or he was forced by someone to cause trouble and die.

“You should ignore him,” Naoki suggests.

You wave a hand off. “What do you want?” you call down.

The lost man presents the large bouquet of roses towards you. “I can’t bear it any longer! I’m in love with you! Please allow me to court you!”

…..

“He must be drunk,” Naoki says with a voice full of disgust.

You look at your glass of plum wine. “Amazing… If that’s so, to think this wine is so dangerous it can make a man fall in love with me… Huh. Hold this for me.”

You hand over your glass to your confused pet before you place your heel onto the railing and then launch yourself off the balcony to land in front of the kneeling marquess. This man looks at you with the strangest gaze you have ever come across. It is certainly not one of disdain like the other guests at this party or of interest like the scientists who work closely with the court. Is it really a look of love?

You smirk, putting on your crazy persona. “My my my~ You’ve certainly grabbed my attention. Now, what was that you were saying?”

The marquess kneels down before you, holding out the bouquet of roses towards you. “T-this is for you, your highness. I confess my true feelings. I have been utterly in love with you ever since I first saw you at the southern border.”

Your mouth falls slightly open. What this man was referring to was when you were at the height of your war against the man you’re related to and this country. You had destroyed quite a large chunk of the land as well.

You narrow your eyes. “That… That’s a strange point to fall in love with someone.”

“That may be the case for most people, but I tell no lies about my feelings for you. Please let me court you.”

You sigh. “You…”

Your words falter, attention now focused on the strange rustling within this bouquet. Then all of a sudden, thorny vines erupt from within towards you. Immediately, you burn them with your flames. You then kick the bouquet out of his hands to avoid burning him alive. The man is speechless, devastated even. His eyes are full of panic as they look between his supposed gift as it burns to ashes and you.

“I didn’t- I- Your highness-” he stutters. “It wasn’t-”

Examining his face, it doesn’t seem like the marquess had planned for that to happen, especially since his mana capacity is far too low to manifest any abilities. So who…? You look up towards the balcony, unable to see Naoki’s face. Could it be…? No way…

“Y-your highness, I’m so sorry about the roses! I don’t know what happened to them. But I really meant what I said. I really am in love with you!”

You look back to the marquess, unable to hide your pity with a cruel smile. “Unfortunately, as you should already know, I already have a fiancé. And I quite adore him too.”

His face turns red. “B-but he’s only the son of a baron!”

That statement rubs you wrong, making you drop your smile. “And you are a marquess. Hardly anything compared to a royal.” You turn around with a flip of your hair. “Good day, sir.”

“But at least I like you. Unlike your fiancé!”

You stop in your tracks.

At your stillness, the marquess continues. “Oh, you didn’t know? Of course you didn’t know. Everyone knows that the son of a baron that you flaunt around as yours really doesn’t want to be near you at all!”

Annoying.

“They say he meets with ladies behind your back! They say that- Hack! -whenever anyone asks him how he feels about you, he tells them that he- Hack! -feels nothing for you.”

Your fingers wrap into fists. Annoying.

“But I’m not like that at all. Hack! If I was your- Hack! -fiance- Hack! Hack! -I wouldn’t ever- Hack! -do that to you! Hack! No one will ever- Hack! -like you- Hack! -as much as I do!”

You finally turn around to command his silence, only to watch as the marquess begins to cough more and more, to the point of almost wheezing between breaths. Strangely, petals fly out of his mouth, and then he tries to cover his mouth, an entire flower covered in blood comes out onto his palm. You take a step back, only to be met by a body.

You turn your head to the side, and already you know who it is. “Stop it.”

The marquess doesn’t stop coughing.

You turn your head fully towards Naoki, meeting his chasm-like golden eyes with a neutral expression. “Stop it right now,” you order.

The marquess’s production of bloody flowers ceases and he hurries to catch his breath. As if the torture wasn’t enough, Naoki, who had been holding your glass of plum wine until now, empties the liquid into the man’s direction, ruining the marquess’s expensive suit.

“If you ever speak of any lies like that to (Y/n) again, I will make a bloody vivarium out of your corpse.”

Your eyes go wide at the viciousness of your puppy’s voice. Not to mention being able to make threats like that. Is this the same person?

Without another word, Naoki grabs your hand and pulls you inside of the mansion, leaving the heartbroken marquess behind.

Instead of stopping in the ballroom, he barrels through the crowds with you in tow. You let him take you through the hallways of the duke’s mansion, and then into a random dark room where there are a lack of curious eyes. There, he finally stops and lets go of your hand just to turn around and wrap you in his arms. You keep your arms by your side, raising an eyebrow.

“What are you doing?”

“Did you mean it?” he asks, voice heavy.

You take a moment to understand what he’s getting at. You go for the most obvious one.

“When I said I adored you?” you guess.

“Yes.”

“I see. Well, that was true, until you attempted to attack me with thorns,” you note bitterly.

He quickly releases you, holding you by the shoulders. His eyes shake as they look at you. “T-that wasn’t- I was protecting you!”

So it was him.

“From who?”

“From the marquess!”

“By shooting thorns at me?

“That… That was a misjudgement on my part. It just happened so quickly and I panicked.” He kneels down before you on both knees and hugs your body. “Please forgive me!”

There must certainly be something in the wine this evening, for two men to kneel for you in one night without having to threaten their lives. Although, you suppose your existence is threatening enough for most people in this country. Perhaps… what if all of this obedience of his was an act all of this time? Just so he could make an attempt to kill you. A noble act for the court, but any and all efforts would be wasted. You just never thought your puppy would be one of them.

[Oh, you didn’t know? Of course you didn’t know. Everyone knows that the son of a baron that you flaunt around as yours really doesn’t want to be near you at all. They say he meets with ladies behind your back! They say that whenever anyone asks him how he feels about you, he tells them that he feels nothing for you.”]

What’s annoying is that this is nothing new to you. You told him he was allowed to take lovers if he wanted to, despite his protests. And that you weren’t interested in relationships anyway. And yet… Why do you have that feeling like there’s an itch that can’t be relieved no matter how much you scratch at it? Annoying. Annoying, annoying, annoying!

You grab a fistful of his hair. “If you dare do something like that again, I will make your life a living hell, do you understand?”

“Y-yes, your highness!” he cries. “I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

You don’t bother correcting him. You release his hair, but he continues to hold onto your body.

“Let go.”

It takes a moment, but he eventually releases your body from his embrace.

“Now get up. We have a party to finish attending,” you order coldly, before exiting the room. He follows along obediently as usual.

-----🫐-----

From the day you were born up until now, it has always been hard to recall what affection was between the manipulation of conniving minds and the deaths of those who truly tried. At least the heavens were sympathetic enough to allow you the kindness of your governess, a friendship with Lillian, and a closeness with your dressmaker. But this?

“What are you doing?” you ask, glaring at the decorations all over your room.

Naoki looks at you bashfully, holding one of your favorite flowers. “I thought you’d enjoy having a room of everything you like?”

He’s back to doing that sucking up thing again. However, this was getting overboard.

“Take it all down,” you order.

“Eh? But-”

“I said take it down!” you screech as you leave your bedroom.

You slouch down on a couch in the library, front side down on the cushions while you read a book with one hand. In the silence of the library, footsteps echo loudly as they head towards you. When they reach you, out of the corner of your eye, Naoki knees down on the ground. You find him donning a set of puppy eyes as he looks at you worried. You ignore it.

“(Y/n)?”

You’ve noticed he seems quite comfortable using your name these days. What exactly changed? Oh right, ever since that ball where he almost stabbed you with thorns.

“.....”

“Are you mad at me?”

“.....”

“Please look at me.”

“.....”

He suddenly steals your book from your hand. A nice attempt, but instead it forces you to get off the couch in search of a new book to pay attention to.

“(Y/nnn). Did I do something wrong? Please tell me.”

He’ll get tired of it, you reason to yourself as you finger the spines on the shelves. He’ll eventually go back to before, when he wasn’t interested in… whatever the heck he’s doing now.

Seeing as verbal pleas aren’t working, Naoki decides to grab you by the shoulders and force you to turn towards him. At this blatant disrespect for your authority to ignore others as you please, you slap him across the face.

You gasp at your actions. “Naoki, I’m so-”

His face… The strangest expression you have ever seen appears on his face. His golden eyes seem to boil over with delirium as they gaze at you. The corners of his mouth stretches far too wide to be normal as he bares his teeth. A redness spreads across his face. He begins to giggle in an uncomfortably hectic manner.

“You’re finally looking at me~” he sings.

You immediately cover his eyes with your palms.

-----🫐-----

You have known men suddenly switching personalities at certain triggers. Greedy men devolve into blobs at the sight of gold, gluttonous men turn into wild pigs for food, prideful men turn into monsters when you point out their weaknesses, etc.

“It is an honor to have you and your fiancé in attendance again, your highness.”

“Of course it is,” you haughtily say, hand dramatically over your heart along with a hairflip.

“Thank you for having us, Duke of Elsie,” Naoki adds, taking that hand of yours and giving it a gentle kiss on the back.

Even though your eyes are looking at everything other than Naoki, you can feel his intense gaze on your being. You are no stranger to being in the spotlight, especially in this court, but his eyes currently feel like Medusa’s snakes, and you don’t feel like being petrified this evening. You wish he could just look at something else right now.

“Please, call me Alistair,” says the Duke of Elsie.

When you hear a chirp, you look towards the duke and find a bird on his shoulder. Its tan beak is stained with a shade of purple near the opening of its mouth.

Your look of interest must be easy to read because it gives the duke an opportunity to smile and explain about how he allows his pet birds to feast on fermenting berries every so often, before divulging deeper into the care of birds— All most likely to gain your favor, since everyone knows your late mother’s affiliation with birds.

Too bad, all you’re interested in is the cuteness of the bird. When you smile at it, its eyes twinkle with mirth. They say birds of a feather flock together, right?

-----🫐-----

Needlessly to say, Naoki doesn’t quite like how your eyes are avoiding him. Hasn’t he been the perfect fiancé so far? Sure, he has stumbled a few times— it’s a learning curve— but he has never cheated on you, just like he promised. And a Nightshade always keeps their promises. He always does his best to follow your orders, out of his love for you. He has always had eyes for you since the beginning, even if the reasons have changed.

Could it be…? Do you still believe that stupid marquess and his stupid lies? Ah… Is it really so easy for you to be convinced by others of such obvious lies? Huh. You’re so cute. You can’t help it after all. It must be hard to trust someone given your history, and right now he’s trying really really hard to get that trust back. Can’t you give him a break every so often?

But… if it’s so easy to convince you… then shouldn’t he just take you and stow you away from the spotlight. It’s just like you wanted, right? If you only talk to him and look at him, then you’d realize just how much he loves you!

The cogs in Naoki’s mind start to turn as he eyes the Duke of Elsie, who’s taking all of your attention at the moment. How can you be giving a stranger so much of your attention, huh? You’ve never smiled so kindly at someone like that before. Not even your fiancé. Why? Why? WHY?

Oh well. If it means getting rid of people just so you can look at him, then so be it. He’ll do whatever it takes for you to look at him and only him from now on.

[feuillemort-imagines]

Roses Are Green Pt. 1

C/w: Unhealthy behavior, yandere sub(?) male oc x dom(?) female reader, reader is kind of physical with people, reader is op, displays of aggression, lore

A/n: So it’s March, and to me, March is green. And it's been a while, so hi~ I came back with an old oc I’ve written once before (check out Look At Me). This kind of expands on that universe. And because it was so long, I’ve broken it into two parts.

Masterlist | Part 1/2 (you're here!), Part 2/2

It’s not every day a war criminal gets accepted back into the official family register after having waged war with the country. Much less receive both the perks and responsibilities of being part of the royal family.

“Princess, even if no one has the stupidity of retaliating, I suggest you keep up a polite appearance at least.”

You scoff, rolling your eyes. “You’re the last person I want to hear that from, Teacher. You’re probably the only one who can slap the back of my head in front of an audience and get away with it.” You hum thoughtfully. “Maybe I should have you thrown in the dungeon right away, for how much you get away with.”

Your governess places the flat and heel of a clean boot against your low back and tugs on the strings of your corset, nearly knocking the wind from you from the sudden squeeze of your midsection. Out of mischief, no less, from her chuckle. Just as quickly, she takes back her foot and slightly loosens the strings.

“Are you trying to kill me? It’s much too late to do that now, you know?” you comment.

She laughs as she adjusts the strings. “Now now, firstly I would never hit you in front of others. Though, I won’t deny there is an intense urge to do so. Perhaps when I am older and have a foot at death’s door, then I will.” She finishes tying the strings. “And please. If this kills you out of everything else, I shall consider myself a demon most fearsome.”

“How ever do you mean? Aren’t you already one?”

She clicks her tongue as she places all of the other layers on, while you snicker in response. She then has you sit down to prepare your hair and makeup. “Now, how shall we hide those lines?”

The lines which she refers to are the cracks that seem to flow from your bottom eyelid, resembling trails left behind from tears. They no longer hurt, but they’ll never fully heal.

You shake your head. “I have no shame in them. Leave them be.”

She shrugs. “Alright.” She powders your face, pausing for a moment. “If you were to stand very still and hold your breath, anyone who didn’t know any better would believe you to be a very large and realistic porcelain doll.”

You smile and raise your brow. “Do you think that’ll scare him off?”

She tilts her head from side to side contemplatively, as she applies blush. “If he’s smart, he’ll know running away isn’t an option.”

In the mirror, your smile dissipates as you look downwards. “Right...”

Once she has finished preparing you, you plaster on the most unhinged grin everyone knows you for.  You and your governess then head into the main hall, where your most anticipated guest is already waiting, along with his parents and your best friend, at the bottom of the stairs.

Your eyes are trained on the man, the unfortunate one has been sent to your cage to be eaten alive. He wears a suit that you haven’t seen him in before. It is new and as proper as one can afford given his family’s status. He has styled his green hair this time, brushed back for a proper appearance, though a few strands rebelliously hang over his forehead. Just as you’ve seen before, his lips are pinker than his skin, and his nose sits on his face very nicely. What captivates you the most are his golden eyes, as they meet yours for the first time. They do not shine at all despite their color, yet it is coupled with a smile. You know what face means.

What a cold expression.

“Do not be afraid,” your governess whispers near your ear.

“Oh, I’m not the one who wants to run away,” you whisper back as you lift up your chin and descend the stairs to meet them at their level.

“Baron and Baroness Nightshade,” you greet the older adults, adding a twinge to your voice. “Thank you so much for being here. So glad to see you all~”

They shakily bow and curtsy, though their son does so perfectly and relaxed. “A-as to you, your highness,” replied Baron Nightshade. Similar to their son, his father has a darker shade of green hair the Nightshade family is known for while his mother has plum-like shade to hers. Fitting.

You turn to the other lady, whose hair is more like a yellow green version of her relatives. “Lily. You as well. Thank you~”

“Of course~!”

You look up and down Lily, with a raised brow. “And where’s my curtsy?”

Lillian flips her hair haughtily. “Hah! And where’s my title? Not ‘Lady’ Lily? Not ‘My Bestie’ Lily? Wow.”

You throw your head back and laugh heartily, before immediately silencing yourself as you eye the family with an expression of a hungry lion. “Now, which one of you is supposed to be my dearest fiancé, hm?”

“Y-yes. Your highness,” Baron Nightshade begins, keeping his head down, “ M-my wife and I would like to f-formally introduce to you my first and only born, Naoki Nightshade.”

Naoki bows again, standing back up straight with the most excited smile coupled with the most chasm-like eyes ever. “It is an honor and my utmost pleasure to formally meet you, your highness. I am Naoki Nightshade, heir to the Nighshade family. I look forward to our engagement.”

Liar.

You relax your face slightly as you find him meeting your eyes without hesitation, unlike most people. Whether it is out of fear or unabashed confidence, he clearly doesn’t want to be here at all. Just like you. No matter.

You throw on another expression, one that resembles a haughty customer assessing a product on the shelf, as you take a step towards him. You grab him by the chin, causing muffled gasps from his parents, and tilt his face this way and that way, much to his surprise by the widening of his eyes. You release his chin to grab a handful of his hair and ruffle it, messing up their neat placement. You quite like the texture of his hair actually. You then take both his cheeks and squish them. Despite his angular features, his cheeks have quite the cushion. All the while, he allows you to do these uncomfortable things without moving or making a sound.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you find his helpless parents looking in horror while Lily hides her giggles behind a gloved hand. You release Naoki from your torture with a satisfied smile.

“I suppose I’ll accept this engagement. I think you and I will get along, very nicely~” You clap your hands together childishly, before throwing on a smirk as you trace a finger along his jawline. “Especially when it comes to making children~”

The Baron and Baroness clear their throats out of discomfort and clap as they pretend to be happy for their son. Naoki doesn’t make any reaction at all either, only nodding with that plastered smile of his.

You wave a hand to dismiss everyone but your fiancé, which his parents happily take with a bow and curtsy. Lily waves goodbye as she follows them. You smile brilliantly at Naoki, whose expression doesn’t change even though he’s been abandoned.

Will you survive being with me?

-----🫐-----

CRASHHH!

A thrown glass shatters into a million pieces, splattering the red liquid in it all over the ground. You stand there with your hand outstretched, and a bored pout on your face. Gasps erupt from the crowd around you and the person who offended you.

“I thought a duke would provide the best wine in his party, knowing a member of the royal family would be attending. Yet, it was the worst wine I have ever tasted. I can’t believe you would dare serve this to me,” you huff.

Duke Alavise stutters, “I-I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me, your highness! I-I-I shall bring out another bottle from my curated collection. I guran-”

“Don’t bother,” you disregard him, with a flick of your hand. “My tastebuds have already been sullied.. My fiancé and I will be heading home and enjoying my own collection of wine. Hmph! Let’s go!”

You grab onto Naoki’s arm, and begin leading him towards the door. He doesn’t put up any resistance whatsoever, but you can tell behind his neutral expression that he didn’t exactly want to go home with you.

“W-wait- I-”

You shoot a glare at the duke. “Are you telling me what to do?”

The duke immediately looks towards the ground. “N-no, of course not.”

You smirk. “Good.” Then you and your fiancé exit out of the mansion and enter into your carriage. There you sit across from each other and you lean against the side to close your eyes as the carriage heads home.

“Um…”

You open up your eyes to see Naoki playing with his fingers. “Hm?”

“Um, why do you…”

“Spit it out.” You hope he’ll be honest this time.

He shakes his head. “N-nothing. I was simply amazed by his audacity! To think he could serve you subpar wine and get away with it. He doesn’t seem very intelligent at all,” Naoki spills out rapidly. “Good thing you showed him!”

There it is again. The gushing. The sucking up. You had seen him enjoying the wine just minutes prior to you tossing that glass. Truth be told, that duke’s wine was one of the best wines in the country, almost on par with the royal family’s. A man of Naoki’s status, the son of a baron, would have had no experience with knowing the difference between adequate and excellent wine… Then again, Naoki is part of the Nightshade family, and they are known for their gardening magic. Would he know the difference?

Regardless, the duke simply irritated you. You had been enjoying watching your lower-class husband-to-be enjoying something luxurious, only for the duke to decide that it was alright to snarkily comment on Naoki’s status and how people like him were experts at licking the undersides of peoples’ boots. What a jerk. Now that you’ve disgraced the duke, as a member of the royal family regardless of your reputation, his stocks will fail tremendously and you hope that he’ll eventually come to learn what being at the bottom of an abyss feels like.

Your wicked smile makes Naoki question the cause of it.

“Well~ The royal family’s wine has always been the best, so I’m looking forward to it,” you cover up. “You should be looking forward to it too, since it’ll be your first time tasting it. You’ll see the difference in quality and understand.”

“I- I see!” he stutters before composing himself. “I’m glad. I look forward to trying it with you.”

Behind your smile, you chew on your cheek. All of these cringy lines… How does he not tire of them? Maybe it’s fun? Should you try it out?

You giggle. “Even though I haven’t drunken any wine, I already feel drunk when I’m with you~”

He laughs, though it sounds hollow.

On second thought, maybe you shouldn’t say any more cringy lines. Especially when you don’t mean those things at all. How does he do it so easily?

-----🫐-----

You fold your arms and cross your legs, a smirk on your face. “Tell me, pet,” you throw at him. “What are your talents? What are you good at?”

You figured after a month or so of playing the evil villainess everyone knows you for and yet he’s still alive and well, it was time to actually get to know your fiancé properly. And for him to get to know you.

He sits upright in his chair across your tea table, hands on his lap. His face looks tired from holding up the same happy expression for the past hour, but his insistence in maintaining this facade is admirable.

“A-as I’m sure you’re aware from my cousin, Lillian Vallar,” he starts hastily, “We all possess the power to create and manipulate plants. I myself am adept at producing vegetables in particular, but I can produce flowers just the same. Normal ones.”

He showcases by producing a rose in his hand towards you. You gladly take it with a grin, and twirl it between two fingers. No thorns, that’s nice. Though, internally you think this is probably the most cliche flower he could have chosen.

“I believe I will be most helpful when it comes to the empire’s agriculture! I am also great at housework, and I know how to cook. Oh, but I promise I will make you the happiest woman in the world!”

You don’t say it, but you can tell he’s trying to sell you his ability to ensure his safety. It’s a bit cute, like a puppy doing tricks in a pet store to get adopted. However, perhaps a change in topic may be in order to really test his conversational skills.

You make a gesture towards one of the maids to prepare and pour the tea. After four agonizing minutes of brewing— for him that is, not you— your teacups are full of piping hot tea. You pick it up and bring it towards your lips, but not before asking, “It has been a while but now that we’ve gotten to know each other, would you prefer it if I called you Naoki or Mr. Nightshade?”

He’s at a loss for words for the first time. “I…” He quickly composes himself, evidence of his training. “I have no preference. Please call me as you wish.”

You nod. “Alright. While in public, I’ll call you ‘my fiancé’ or ‘my love’ or ‘my pet’ or whatever as per usual. In private, I shall address you as Naoki. Will that be alright?”

He slowly nods. “Oh… Yes.”

With a little movement of your arm, you watch with amusement as the liquid in your cup shifts in a circular motion. “Then Naoki, be honest.” You take a sip before making eye contact, causing him to flinch with the intensity of your gaze. “What do you think of me?”

You can spot his eyes widening just a fraction before he begins to spout another practiced line. “Stop,” you command, narrowing your eyes. “I said, be honest.”

Caught off guard, his eyes bulge out in panic. “W-what? I don’t-”

You tilt your head with a sigh. “I know you’re afraid of me. Given my reputation, who wouldn’t? Tell me. Do you really want this marriage?”

He blinks, clearly conflicted but not wanting to say anything that could ruin this arrangement. At least, on his part. “I…”

“You do not want this marriage,” you say for him.

His lack of retort confirms your statement. He’s smart enough not to try too.

He won’t talk back, that much is for certain, though you can see the thoughts running behind his eyes. It would be nice to bring his inner self out, but for the sake of this marriage working, you believe it best to keep things distant and orderly. You have had enough chaos to last a lifetime.

You make a small noise of understanding, the corners of your mouth curving upward gently. “I also do not want this marriage either.”

You hear him gasp. “I-”

“Do not worry,” you cut him off, taking another sip. “I do not intend on breaking this engagement. Go on and drink your tea before it gets cold.”

He takes his teacup but he seems too nervous to drink it.

“Please, feel at ease with me. I will not make you do anything uncomfortable…  unless we are in public in which we will need to keep up appearances,” you tell him.

“...Okay.”

He agrees and finally drinks his tea, but his tone says he doesn’t believe you. Understandable. You purse your lips, mulling over various things you’ve heard of that have made men with cold feet comfortable. You take a roll of the wheel and settle for a particular line.

“Even when we are married, you are free to take any lovers if you’d like.”

He spits out his tea.

You ignore it, suppressing your giggle from finally getting a proper reaction out of him. You add, “I promise I won’t punish you, but I will expect you to be aware of our reputations, of course.”

At this, he forgets his manners and slams down his tea before getting up from his seat, his chair scraping the floor with a terrible sound. You flash him a glare, considering he made you almost spill your tea, but surprisingly he does not falter.

“I-I am not an indecent man!” he declares, his soft voice not nearly loud enough to constitute him as yelling.

You raise a brow before you raise a hand and push down the air, forcing him back into his seat with an invisible magic and shifting his chair back in. “I didn’t say you were an indecent man. I am just allowing you freedom to love.”

He shakes his head, still troubled. “I won’t be unfaithful in this marriage.”

You purse your lips. He seems like the uptight follow-the-rules-kind of person. If you were a more cruel woman, perhaps you might allow your instincts to take over and really give him something to cry about. Shouldn’t he know to shut up and be happy with the opportunities you’ve given him? Or perhaps he’s just keeping up appearances to keep in your good graces? Hm.

“Alright. Do as you like.” You shrug. “Do you have any questions for me?”

“T-that’s– W-will that-” He composes himself and regards you with concerned curiosity behind a neutral face. “Will that apply to you as well?”

“What? Taking on a lover?”

He nods.

You shake your head. “To tell you the truth, personally, I’m not interested in marriage. Or children. So you do not have to worry about me jumping you the moment we’re alone, or causing any scandals that’ll mess with your family’s reputation— Everyone already knows me to be mad anyway, so it’ll only reflect badly on me.” You place down your tea cup and intertwine your fingers. “But I am not interested in having any affairs or relationships in the first place. Any other questions?”

His Adam’s apple bobs when he nods, breaking eye contact. “I… I didn’t realize that you were…”

“Calm? Somber? Sane?” you suggest.

“No- I... Well… I am curious as to why you’re accepting this engagement so easily, given our difference in statuses?”

You lower your gaze towards the remaining drops of tea in your teacup. It irritates you how easy it would be to destroy him, to torture him. The son of a mere baron. Slightly higher than commoners but so, so, so much lower than everyone else. If you wanted to hang him out in the open and let the birds peck at him, no one would dare go against you. And on top of that, both of you don’t seem like a match at all, considering his doormat of a personality so far.

You meet his eyes. “You understand what you’re benefitting from this marriage, yes?”

He hesitantly nods.

“Good.” You untwine your hands and take a pastry off of the pastry tower gently with your fingers. “Mm. If- When you marry me, your family receives high favor from the court and in turn, gains a higher status from being linked to the royal family. This is especially so since you are their only child,” you state it out loud as you place that pastry onto his plate. “As for me…”

You wave a hand and magically a pastry from the tower begins to float. You scoff. “What the royal family- or rather the court, more importantly, is interested in is marrying off the heir, my youngest brother as everyone knows…” You twirl a finger and the pastry rotates mid-air. “But unfortunately in this country, first borns must be married off first. And since I am that, well, it doesn’t matter who I get married to. It doesn’t matter what I’m interested in.”

You let the pastry crash onto your plate. “What the court is interested in is that I am taken off the market as quickly as possible, so that they can leave their sweet sons to be safely married off to the eligible ladies and produce more heirs for their meager bloodlines. That is why this engagement was allowed to happen at all… ” You tilt your head side to side contemplatively before adding, “And you have your cousin to thank. I don’t mind having her as my in-law.”

“That’s… But you could…”

You smirk as you pick up and slightly squeeze your pastry, taking delight in the way the flaky exterior crunches. “I could just do what I want, sure, but I wouldn’t gain anything.” You rip off a piece of the pastry and pop it into your mouth. “I’m tired, so I’m settling down. You should be happy, since you’re the one benefiting the most out of this situation.”

“.....”

You sigh. “Don’t pity me. I do benefit from this. As long as you do not cause trouble for me and play your part, you are free to do as you please. I only wish for peace and to be left alone.”

“O-oh…”

“Oh, and I do apologize if I have broken any dreams of yours of being married to the love of your life,” you say, seeing a troubled expression on his face. “But like I’ve said, you are free to take on a lover. It’s not like the court will expect you to be anything better than a commoner.”

His eyes flash as he slams his hands against the table. “I won’t!”

You laugh. “Okay, okay. I get it.”

What a relief it is to finally get to be yourself, and what an adorable puppy you have.

[feuillemort-imagines]

damn i wanna be a pleasure dom to amy, zagan, morax and eligos. just spoiling them. they deserve it. if you’d like to write it with fem/ afab reader?

i love ur writing!! never stop!!

      -> pleasure dom reader | whb

  • characters :: amy ,, zagan ,, morax ,, eligos

  • tw :: fem reader ,, afab reader ,, pegging ,, horn stimulating ,, handjobs & headjobs ,, semi-public touching ,, blindfold ,, praising

  • an :: this was fun to write! :D tysm for requesting 🙏❤️

  - amy

| • with amy, he cherishes it! coming home to your touch after a long day of fighting angels is all he could ask for

| • hes already slumped over the moment he opens the door, but when he sees you hes instantly recharged

| • your hands going through his hair and kisses against his face is enough to cheer him up

| • especially so when you give him a reward for his hard work for gehenna

| • one hand on his horn and the other holding his face close to yours, promises of a night full of pleasure

| • his skin bare for you to touch him wherever and however you wish, tying a blindfold around his eyes and letting him relax and enjoy whatever you give him

| • whether you start with kissing his scarred skin and leaving small bites ,, or go straight to fiddling with his sensitive nipples

| • he always aches for your touch, eager for whatever you give him in general, but he loves when you pay attention to his horns and cock

| • it doesnt have to be a whole lot either, you could just be stroking his hard cock and praising him for the moment, or rubbing his horns as your fingers are covered with white liquid

| • he'll take whatever you offer for him

  - zagan

| • pleasure dom is something he enjoys being on the receiving end of, even if he may pass as one at times

| • though with how quiet and shy he is, the easier it is to mess with him

| • even if youre in public, its hard to hold back on pampering the devil

| • reaching up and giving his head a pat, 'innocently' rubbing his horns in the process, his face warming up as he casts his eyes to the side

| • or when he's working out, mid-squat you just walk up behind him and rub his ass. he's trying his best to maintain composure

| • if he has his shirt off, rubbing your hands against his toned muscles and pressing kisses there to reward him for his hard work

| • he can already feel himself start to harden in his tight pants, making pouts at you as you tease him through the day

| • though when you're in the privacy of his room you dont bother to hold back

| • enveloping him in your arms and giving him small praises as you talk about your day, subtly leading him towards his plush bed

| • he's already prepared for what you have planned, eager for your touch as his hands cradle your face, your legs straddling him in place

| • with zagan, its best to start slow, from kisses to his lips and trailing down his face to his neck

| • your hands slipping under his clothes and against his toned chest, slowing removing his clothing one by one until hes bare before you

| • taking his hardened cock in your hand and slightly jerking him off as you distract him with kisses once more

| • leaving bite marks over his tanned skin, petting his head and letting strands of hair slip through your fingers

| • zagan comes easily with your touch alone, softly whining for more, not aware that it wasnt going to be the last orgasm of the night

  - morax

| • hes not used to such pleasure so forgive him for his actions ! he's more used to giving rather than receiving <3

| • but he does make the prettiest noises when you hold his hips down and suck him off

| • morax will struggle to hide the noises he makes ,, whines escaping his lips even with the bandages wrapped over his face

| • he will definitely be in for a night of enjoyment though ! every time he has a harsh day of work ,, devils to heal and having to listen to gamigin's nonsense

| • coming back to his room ,, being wrapped in your arms and led into a night of pleasure is more than he could ask for

| • its like that one meme ,, he's at work and the other healers (marbas n buer) are asking about the hickies on his nexk that show in between the bandages ,, "why does (y/n) call you babygirl?" - "we should stop talking" type of scenario

| • he loves your kisses though ! whether its on his face ,, over his wounds he acquired through the day ,, or over his nipples and trailing down his stomach towards his hips <33

| • he shivers at your touch ,, raising his hips almost involuntarily to get more

| • even hinting at sex during work gets him worked up ,, cheeks flushed and semi-hard already ,, daydreaming for most the day of what you'll do to him

  - eligos

| • hes in love ! he loves when you praise him ,, giving him a pat on the head and kissing the spot afterwards ,, all while stroking his cock

| • hes laid in your lap ,, his back against your chest and your hand in his shorts ,, rubbing him slowly

| • or when you tease his horns ,, the bows on them adding stimulation as he whines

| • his tip is so leaky ,, just dripping with precum as you focus on his horns

| • its to the point theres a wet spot on his shorts ,, eyes looking up at you with need

| • omg ,, wrapping his soft legs around your waist as you peg him ,, holding his face close to yours as he moans

| • he is quite loud too ! letting you press kisses and soon bite marks to his skin ,, knowing they'll bruise into hickeys over night

| • or pinching his nipples when you can ,, his chest exposed from his clothes and often invoking you to just reach out and touch him

| • or when you give him a certain look that just tells him you have a night planned ahead ! he crumbles on the spot ,, so eager to know what you have planned ,, ready for the day to end and drag you away to bed

[feuillemort-imagines]

*Raises hand* I have this request pls 🙋‍♀️

What will Leviathan, Beelzebub and Lucifer (and maybe some others nobles if you ok) react when they see MC is breastfeeding their baby? 🫢

Thank you for waiting anon! This is quite interesting to think about...

Leviathan: Immediately jealous, which doesn't make a lick of sense. In fact, he takes the baby and starts to breastfeed them instead making up an excuse that MC's milk isn't enough. (babies are known to try and nurse their dads cause nipple is nipple 😭)

Beelzebub: He likes watching MC breastfeed just for the fact that they are nourishing their child. Especially since he's done a good job in making sure MC's diet is up to par. But of course, after a few minutes he's already bored and gets up to do something else.

Lucifer: He's unaffected, quietly watching as MC breastfeeds. Humans need to be fed, same as any being in existence. Even angels at some point. He doesn't believe in covering up the child either, a custom he often saw on earth.

Gamigin: He's so intrigued, he watches MC nurse their child and practices being quiet as to not disturb the baby. He does often ask questions about how it feels and if he could try? (Lucifer tells him no immediately)

Foras: He at first was watching MC breastfeed while he was invisible, thinking it would be more appropriate to not reveal himself staring. Over time, he asks MC permission to watch, as he is quite curious to how human infants get their food. He also feels like it's a close bonding ritual, and even starts thinking about having kids with MC...

Zagan: He's quietly observing, and very protective of MC if they have to breastfeed while in public. He shields them with a talisman so MC doesn't have to cover up, though truthfully no devil in Hell would care as much if they were to walk past.

Beleth: He's quite romantic when it comes to seeing MC breastfeed. He thinks about how cute it would be for them to have several little ones running around, a nice house, Belphie asleep while those same kiddos climb on him.

Asmodeus (just because): It was a mistake for MC to allow this devil to see them breastfeed. Not because of his sexual habits, or even the fact that he'd try to get a taste of their breastmilk. It's simply because this makes him nostalgic of when his children were babies. He's emotional, and shaking. He's thinking in his head how it can't hurt to try his luck on impregnating MC. He wants to be a father again and this is making it worse. If MC isn't careful, they're going to end up pregnant again 💀

[feuillemort-imagines]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ yandere! crossdresser hcs! ^_^

summary: hcs for an oc i've been conjuring up in my head for the past few weeks!! also this has been sitting in my drafts for like weeks... cw: masturbation mention

yandere!crossdresser who has a little compartment in his room that has a little door, think of the coraline door, but instead of leading to another world its just a very cramped storage room. in the little room if you were to look on the front wall there are numerous photos of you, you taking stuff out of your locker, you jotting notes down in your notebook in your class, you drinking from the water fountain, etc.

yandere!crossdresser who everyday after school, when he's not spending time with you, he goes home and straight to his room to go to the little room. he either adds to his memento whether it'd be a polaroid photo or a lock of your hair, or just sits there admiring your photos and all of the stuff he's managed to take.

yandere!crossdresser who actually noticed during class that you're struggling to keep up with the teacher so obvs he couldnt pass up this chance to help you !!! when the class had ended and everyone was getting their stuff to go to their next class, he tapped your shoulder and let you take photos of his notes and told you if you ever need help with notes or study help just ask him!

when you first saw yandere!crossdresser you were stunned!! how is she real?? like she was almost eerily beautiful, like wayyy too perfect. how come you've never noticed her before? you told her eagerly. wait, she's a boy? the shock on your face was palpable. honestly for a minute you were kinda creeped out.. like wdym you're a boy,,, are you sure you're a boy?... but nonetheless you were thankful for his help!

yandere!crossdresser who eventually becomes your friend after always offering to help with your schoolwork. hes so sweet for offering, how could yall not become friends? he's always so affectionate, sweet, and kind and compassionate. how could you pass up this chance of having such a loving friend? its a dream come true if anything!

yandere!crossdresser who, when at your house for a sleepover, steals some of your belongings. you notice your drawing book is gone. maybe its misplaced? you're usually busy hanging out with him and doing schoolwork so genuinely it could've been misplaced after you haven't used it in a while. though, the stolen items get more and more suspicious. your digicam? "well i havent used it in a while so maybe i just misplaced that too." your favorite phone case? "ok, thats weird.. but maybe i left it in my closet shelves or something." your favorite pair of underwear? "ok, now THAT'S definitely weird."

yandere!crossdresser whom you confide in about the misplaced items and he convinces you its all in your head and they're definitely somewhere around the house. you just haven't found it yet. especially the underwear, you used it all the time when it was out of the wash. he just tells you, maybe the dryer ate it or something.

yandere!crossdresser who sometimes at sleepovers masturbates to your sleeping body. he's usually never this close to you and he can't really help himself!! being so close to you makes him so excited. especially that you feel comfortable enough around him to invite him to your house, let alone fall asleep near him? he's insanely flattered and very excited.

yandere!crossdresser who offers to dress you up when you come to his house! he loves dressing you up like a little barbie doll !! usually he just does your makeup and paints your nails and usually it never goes further than that but sometimes he dresses you up in frilly dresses, tights and underwear with lace on it, and cute puffy sleeves. you look like the sweetest little thing in them!!

yandere!crossdresser who threatens people that gets close to you. if you open up to him about a person you want to be friends with, or someone that is trying to be friends with you, he immediately shuts that shit down within the next like 3 days by threatening or spreading a rumor about you that deters them away from you. can you blame him though? he just wants you all to himself!!

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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ yandere! crossdresser x reader

summary: a fanfic introduction to yan!crossdresser cw: stalking, mentions of murder, and implications of masturbation!

You had recently moved to a new state due to your mother being given a job offer in a state completely different than yall's previous one.

When you transferred it was lowkey hell. I mean, obviously you were exempt from assignments prior to you coming because you JUST transferred. But even so its a different state so there's obviously different teachers with completely different teaching styles, and not only that but also new topics. Some of which you weren't taught beforehand.

It was tough to catch up, and especially with math. They were teaching a topic you weren't taught in your other school yet and to make matters worse they were already well into the unit and so you were pretty much behind from the start.

One day you were in class struggling to listen to the teacher. She goes over stuff a bit fast and you're one of those students that have trouble asking for help so right off the bat it was a bad start.

Soon the class ended and you were about to get your notebook and leave until you feel a tap on your shoulder. That's how you met her. Or him? It's confusing. Like you saw the teacher call him by male pronouns yet, I don't know, they look like the epitome of feminine beauty, it's intriguing. "Hey! I saw you were struggling to keep up with notes in class. If you want you can take a picture of mine, I don't mind at all! Especially since you're a new student and all!" He chuckled while uttering the last bit.

You're very thankful for the help but oh my god.. He's ethereal. It's honestly fair how perfect he is. He doesn't even seem human, I mean, he's androgynous which people say is like peak attractivity, he seemingly gets good grades, and he seems kind so far? Like he's offering up his notes, and as far as you know he hasn't done anyone dirty, well that you know of. He's so perfect it's uncanny.

He nervously fidgets with the ends of his hair due to him noticing your very obvious staring. "Uhhh, is there something wrong?" You instantly snap out of it and become flustered after realizing how you must've made him a bit self conscious with how hard you were staring.

"I'm sorry! Also, yes, thank you! I was struggling really bad with this lesson. It's been hard to keep up!" You reply feeling a bit bad with how you obviously made him feel. "I understand that, I just transferred a few months ago but trust me it gets easier to stay on top of stuff. Actually, after school would you mind meeting up with me at the library and we could study together and maybe even grab lunch after?" Honestly your eyes lit up the moment he said that. This could get you on top of your grades and finally get you passing!

"Yes! Of course! Thank you!" Instinctively you hug him tightly. He gives you the pages of his notes and you take a few snaps of them. Y'all also save each others numbers in your phones to keep in touch. This honestly feels like your lucky day, your grades mean everything to you and to get the upper hand by meeting this guy feels like winning the lottery!

As for him? Poor you just existed and he's love-struck by you already! Even before officially meeting you he's been watching you around the school. Taking pictures of you openly but using him being in the photography club as an excuse when people question him (he isn't in ANY club). He often goes to the same places he sees you visit/pass by to catch glimpses of you, and when he does he goes in his notes app and writes down the places you go to/pass by and writes at what time you often visit so he can be there when you pass by again.

Sometimes he'll follow you home closely behind you and take photos of you and he REALLY likes the photo he took he keeps it in a special ribbon box of photos he especially likes of you and keeps it for his alone time. It might seem creepy but you have to understand he loves you and he will do absolutely anything to get you to himself, maybe he would even kill if need be.

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Popular boy yandere who is just so calm and collected that it makes everyone intrigued. There's this charm about him that pulls people in, like a magnet. People would die to talk to him.

Then you come along.

You're friendly and bubbly, just so full of life, so eager to get to know everyone since you're new. And you share a couple of classes, even sitting with him in one.

He clenches his jaw as you babble on and on about something he doesn't care about. And yet, he entertains you, because it makes him feel good about himself. Come on, people would chew up and spit out a lost little puppy like you.

You follow him around, all wide-eyed and cute. As you should, he thinks, be grateful that you get to be in his shadow, a spot everyone wishes to be in.

Until a switch flips.

Suddenly, you avoid and ignore him. You found new friends. Are you crazy? What are you doing? Are you too good for him now?

Telling himself it's fine, he tries to distract himself with meaningless flings. But no one's you.

When you left him alone, he looked back at all the things he didn't appreciate. The way you would giggle at his jokes, smile so hard your eyss would crinkle, check up on him. You were someone genuine.

Not like those shallow people all his life or his parents who would fail to give him the attention he didn't think he craved. Now that you did, it was a drug, one he was addicted to.

"Oh my- how many times do I have to tell you this?! Leave me alone," you snap in a tone you've never used with him before, lips pulled into a scowl and eyes narrowed at him. He had tried to talk to you, to get you to understand. "I don't want to be friends with someone like you."

It was the equivalent of stabbing him in the chest and twisting the knife so painfully, if not it hurt even more.

"N-no, I told you i'm sorry—" he sputters. His hair was disheveled and his hands trembled, a far cry from the picture perfect popular kid.

You sigh, feeling a bit guilty but pushing it down. You somewhat liked him, until you had caught him laughing at you behind your back, then the spark in your heart diminished.

If only you knew that it was not to convince his friends, but himself. What a fool.

"Just leave me alone." You spin on your heel, ready to walk away after successfully putting him in his place.

Frantically, desperately, he dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around your legs. Tears fell down his cheeks as he bawled,

"don't- hic leave me, please. M'sorry!"

Was this the same arrogant dude from earlier? You didn't even know anymore. "Get off me." You grumble.

"No, no, no." He wails, snot and tears dripping down into the bowl of his cupid's bow. "I'll never do it again, Y/N. I'll do anything, just stay!

I love you!"

Your hands hovered above his form awkwardly, unsure of what to do before you finally lowered a gentle one to his hair. And he practically purred, sniffling and clinging tighter to your leg.

...oh what did you get yourself into, Y/N?!

[feuillemort-imagines]

Hello I just read your whole master list and in dire need for more. Would it be okay to ask for more yandere ren head cannons? Thanks

Warnings: NSFW !!! NSFT !!! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!! EXPLICIT CONTENT !!! Pervert!Ren !!!

If this makes you uncomfortable, please avoid reading! <3 your safety first, always! This isn't proof-read, so please forgive any grammar mistakes!

pink

Ren's nostrils flared open as he positioned the box on top of his bed.

How he managed to sneak it past Haru's prying eyes was beyond him, but he just chalked it up to yet another sign from the Universe that what he was doing was absolutely okay and that there was no need for him to feel guilty at all.

The box cutter opened the box's lid seamlessly and he gulped at the sight of what was inside.

A pink fleshlight.

Ren's fingers trembled as he reached out to pull it from the mess of bubble wrap and his whole body shivered when he touched the material – firm on the outside, gelatinous on the inside.

That was going to be wrapped around his cock very very soon and his mouth was watering at the thought.

Ren quickly checked the lock on his door, then the ones on his window. He closed his curtain, leaving only the low light from his bedside lamp on. He was determined to make this session count, because he had no idea when Haru would ever allow him to be free enough to do something like that.

He sat on the floor, on top of a large towel, fleshlight and lube ready right beside him. But that's not all that he needed.

He opened the drawer on his bedside table and, after a little bit of rummaging through all the things he carefully placed there to keep his treasure hidden, he finally fished it out.

Your panties.

Ren's lips quivered with a maniacal smile at the feeling of the soft fabric on his fingers and he wasted no time shoving it on his face, drowning himself in your delicious musk. 

Ah… he already had a raging boner and he didn't even need to imagine himself bending you against the diner's table at all… That was fast...

Keeping your precious panties in his firm grasp, Ren grabbed the bottle of lube, dropping thick globs of it onto his cock and into the fleshlight.

His fingers pushed inside the hole, spreading the viscous substance inside and he couldn't help but drool, imagining his fingers inside you, spreading and preparing you for his length.

Ren wasn't one to care much about things such as his cock size, but he knew he wasn't a little thing. He wasn't very girthy, but he was long and that would work perfectly for whenever he finally pushed himself inside your tight little hole – he wanted to go as deep as he could, rearrange your guts until they were the very shape of him.

He placed the flashlight on the top of his reddened tip, pushing slowly as the gooey walls of the toy squeezed him tightly. He threw his head back, trying to stifle a groan, but his other hand still grasped your panties, and your scent made him moan even louder than he expected.

He swallowed hard after a moment of silence, just to check whether or not someone would come to check on him. He pushed the toy down further, the lewd squelch of his cock spreading the toy sending jolts of pleasure down his spine.

He began thrusting his hip upwards, following the motion of his hands, barely registering how sticky his hands were getting with all the slick that dripped down from the toy mixed with his precum.

Shit. It felt so good. So so good.

How would your hole feel then?

He'd bet it would be tighter around his cock. You would squeeze him like you were trying to milk him dry. It would be so perfect.

He'd bet you would smell so so good, all wet with the scent of sex sticking on your sweaty skin.

He wanted to grab handfuls of your ass and pound mercilessly onto your poor fragile human body, he wanted to fuck into you hard and fast and fill you up with his cum until it dripped down the bed and his balls would slap hard against your ass, making you moan and moan and moan and–

Oh. Fuck. He already came?

Ren's breath was haggard, and his lips were chapped. He licked them as he watched his jizz drip from the pink fleshlight.

If only it was dripping down from you…

He clicked his tongue.

He was still hard. And angry. He wanted you there. He needed to fuck you. Desperately.

But he couldn't. At least not yet. Not when he wasn't able to safely steal you away from everybody and all those assholes that hogged your attention every day.

Through his foggy mind, Ren had an idea. After ten long, hard minutes, he managed to have a makeshift fuck doll in front of him – it was just his fleshlight tucked tightly inside a rolled duvet, but it would have to do. He needed to pound into something, to buck his hips while he imagined you spread open wide and willing for him and he didn't have a doll. Maybe that would be something else to add to his cart.

Again, he pictured you as his fingers pushed the lube into the doll, but he was too impatient. He needed to cum again, otherwise he'd go absolutely insane.

Ren threw his head back, groaning guturally as he pushed himself into the toy in just one thrust.

He felt like he was a dog in heat as he began pounding hard and fast, mouth agape with drool spilling from the side of his lips and eyes half lidded, as he pictured your face twisting in pleasure.

His dick would piston into your gummy walls so fast and so good, he just knew he would melt into your body. He knew he would have to go for way too many rounds because just seeing you naked in front of him would make him cum hard.

The only thing that kept him from fully deluding himself that he was fucking hard into you was the fact that the duvet muffled the sound of his hips slapping against the toy. In his perfect mind world, his sticky skin would slap loud against yours, strings of his cum and yours stretching between your bodies, so dirty and so so wrong.

But oh how he needed you.

His thrusts faltered, messing up the maddening rhythm he kept up, before hips stuttered. His ass clenched tightly as he came hard once again, fingers digging deep into the duvet – if only it was your skin so he could leave pretty marks and tender spots on you.

Ren fell down onto the duvet, cock softening inside the toy, and he panted, blinking away the sweat drops that ran from his forehead to his eyes.

That felt amazing, but the clarity made him realize something he had been mostly avoiding ever since he met you.

He rubbed your panties onto his face once again, inhaling deeply.

His imagination only served to frustrate him further. He needed to have you. He had to snatch you away from everything and everyone that kept you away from him.

He had to make you his. Once and for all.

Author's note: Sooooo haha. Heyyyy *twirling my hair on my fingers* Listen, I've been reading way too much smut in order to get inspired to finish my Leo fanfic and to learn how to write properly for it, so I just had to practice okay??? Now have this *throws the sticky pervert Ren towards you like that eminem meme*

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I'm not good at coloring but I hope you like it 😭

The meme I referenced : https://x.com/womenpostingws/status/1858601070177419553?s=61

[feuillemort-imagines]

SUMMARY: you comfort yuri after the events of chapter 14

COMMENTS: i fixed that bullshit scene in chapter 14 when those assholes made yuri cry. i know the mc isn't very confrontational but i am and i got SO mad when that screen happened that i actually skipped through most of the dialogue. fuck those guys. we comfort yuri in this household.

He wasn’t the one who did the betraying. He’d done nothing but his best at every turn. He would never do anything to hurt his patients. He had always done his best. That’s why he became a doctor—to help people in ways he couldn’t before. How could they just enter his clinic and say that!? How could he stop this from continuing? He wanted to leave, he wanted out, he could do this anymore—!

“That’s enough. Get the fuck out right now.”

Yuri sucks in a shuddering breath, his shoulders trembling. It takes a moment for him to realize that you'd stepped in front of him, arms crossed over your chest. The two Frostheim students don’t look deterred, though.

“Getting someone else to cover for yo—”

“Quiet. You have no right to speak here. Get the fuck out.”

“But—”

“Ah, no. Did you not hear me? You might want to go see Darkwick General if you’re becoming delirious. Did you honestly think you could just walk into Yuri’s lab and disrespect him like that? Take your fucking ointment and get out.”

“You—”

“Why are you still here? Trying to dig your own grave? I can’t understand why assholes like you think you even deserve to breathe the same air as him. Yuri is a very intelligent, compassionate man. He’s a far more valuable person than you will ever be.”

It takes Jiro coming back for them to scatter, but all Yuri can think about is how you’ve defended him. He stays silent, letting the thoughts wash over him, and it isn’t until you hold his face and murmur a soft “hey, let me see you,” that he breaks.

It’s embarrassing, sniffling in your arms like a child. His vision is blurry, but sees your heart broken expression and wishes he could fix it. He's the cause of it, the cause of that brokenness, and Yuri wants nothing more than to hold you together, to tell you that he’s fine and that they didn’t affect him at all, but he can’t speak. He soaks up your comfort, hiding his face in your shoulder as you wrap your arms around him, rubbing the most gentle circles onto his back. You’re talking—he thinks you don’t think he’s really, truly listening—and you say the sweetest things.

“You’ve done more with three minutes of your time than they will do with their entire lives,” you say, “You’re talented and strong and so, so smart. I’m always impressed by just how much you know. You’d think I would stop being surprised at some point, because you’re just such a hard worker, but I don’t think I ever will be.”

Your shirt is wet with his tears, His hands are wrinkling the fabric with the force of his grip.

Don’t go. Please stay. Please, please stay.

Believe him. Believe in him. Please.

He wants to stop the tears from falling, to remind you that he’s a strong person even though you've already confirmed it, but with your words his words die away. Your breath is warm against his ear and he shudders, a gut wrenching sob leaving his lips.

It’s been so hard. It always is and always will be.

“Breathe,” you murmur.

One of your hands finds its place on the crown on his head, and when you begin to stroke his hair like he’s someone precious, he crumbles all over again.

It feels so good to be vulnerable. He hates it, but it feels so good. You’re not shoving him away, or calling him a traitor, or yelling at him for his mistakes. You’ve accepted it, or maybe you don’t believe it, but whatever answer is good enough for him so long as you stay by his side.

“You’re a wonderful doctor, Yuri,” you say, “I’ve never met someone so dedicated to his work. I’ve never met someone as passionate as you about advancing the field. You’re so amazing. Don’t let those lowly bastards get you down.”

He hears you ask Jiro to fetch some tissues. He hears him leave.

Yuri thinks he might believe you.

For once in his life, he might believe the things he says about himself, because they come from you.

You have never lied to him, not even once. You wouldn’t start now.

Yuri knows, after all this is over, he’ll be a scared boy curled up behind the brick walls he’s erected over the years. He’ll deny your touch and blush when you smile or ask to hold his hand. He’ll call you ignorant and watch as your face scrunches up in displeasure.

He’d think you hated him.

Why do you stay!?

What if...he messes up with you, too?

“For the record, I don’t believe a single thing those Frostheimer’s say.” you chuckle, “It all sounds like bullshit to me. But if there is anything you want to tell me, be in now or five years from now, you can. I promise I’ll listen.”

Yuri slumps into you.

“I only want to believe the things you tell me about yourself,” you hum, “Because if I believe what everyone says, I wouldn’t really know you. And that’s what I want to do.”

He lifts his head from your shoulder, meeting your gaze with his bloodshot one.

Yuri opens his mouth, but no sound comes out. What should he say? Thank you? I care about you? I want you to stay by my side? I want to protect you, too?

Your eyes dart around his irises, scooping up all of his emotions with your steady hands like they’re tangible things. Like you can understand him perfectly, even though he says nothing.

“Thank you for trusting me,” you reach up and cup his cheek again, brushing your thumb against the wetness of his cheekbone, “I’m honored to be able to help you in any way I can.”

And then,

“I care about you so much.”

You’re so close.

Yuri turns bright red and averts his eyes, sniffling violently. Jiro, back with tissues, hands him a few. He blows his nose and wrinkles his face in displeasure. How could he let those Frostheim students get to him?

How could he ever be weakened when he was next to two of the people who mattered most to him?

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how do we feel about yandere ritsu!!!!!!!!!!!

I FIND HIM SO TOUGH TO WRITE ABOUT DKDJSJSHDHSHSDJSH let's see!! He's such a rigid person, very hard to deviate from his beliefs and his habits. He's STUBBORN AS HELL and he already has the whole "breach of privacy" thing that most yanderes have, what with him recording everyone around him and even noticing how many times MC sighs, SO!!!!!!! How would these traits look if we twist them a little bit?

I think Ritsu wouldn't be physically violent at all because he would just use information in his favor in order to manipulate you. Even when it doesn't make sense. He'll find loopholes and reasonings where there aren't any, insane excuses for his behavior in his books because he's soon to be the best lawyer in Japan, right? He'll know how to mold the law the way he needs, just to control you completely. He'll plant cameras and recorders in your rooms, in your bags, in your clothes, and watch your every step with a special notebook

(and if he hears you doing something very private, trust that he'll be more than elated and keep that file safe in a secret folder)

He'd have mountains upon mountains of "evidence" to use against you and to create the perfect profile. And if you don't act in accordance with his predictions? Oh, you're gonna need to explain yourself properly because no one knows your habits better than him. Not even yourself.

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. . .I could've sworn I did Ritsu's already. Apparently not. Yuri's one of my favorites and he's the one I chose in the beginning so I'm saving his for when I'm a little better rested(I have Monday off because of another doctor's appointment, so that's the lastest i'll post it)

RITSU IS SO. . .I LOVE HIM. I'll rag on him a lot because he's so tunnel visioned and just like. . .repressed. And he needs to touch grass(figuratively) but also. . .when you've been set from childhood to work and care only for your work and only know your work. . .it's understandable that he is the way he is. . . .

The way he changes as his affinity goes up is very repressed too. . .but you can still see the change at the end a little. He's a very stagnant character. . .but still interesting to look into the mannerisms of.

Hello: (the first time the game is opened after that character is set as home screen NPC. Only happens once per day, unless the character is switched out and back.)

"Any self-respecting inspector would stay comfortably ahead of schedule—I suggest you get into the habit. Let's go—there's no time to waste."

dude this is the 'you've logged in for the first time today' dialogue why are you assuming that i must be late! rude.

You've Got Mail: (whenever there's something in the inbox, usually Arena rewards)

"Did you check that notification yet? We could have a request from a client, so please do so right away."

Default: (requires no affinity, has no time constraints)

"I have been assigned to Sinostra, so I will not allow them to stand trial, no matter how villainous their actions. That is the Shinjo family policy."

"I shall ensure the Gala is held this year, and that Sinostra will wear the Laurel Crown. I have never made a promise I couldn't keep."

boy i can't wait for that to fall through--he, respectfully, needs the humbling.

"I've read the Compendium of Laws countless times since I was a child. Memorizing its contents is a rite of passage for the eldest son of the Shinjo family."

and somehow it ended up an artifact he can use as a weapon? I really wanna know what it does tbh.

"What business do you have with me? Please keep in mind that I charge 5500 yen per half hour for consultations, tax inclusive."

(roughly $35USD, although it's faster to just think of it as $55--) WE ARE BUSINESS PARTNERS. WHAT ARE YOU CHARGING A MFER FOR.

"As long as I have a notebook, my business cards, a binder, paper, and my voice recorder, I can handle the initial stages of any case."

i need my binder every day too ritsu.

Affinity 1: (between 5am and 11am)

"{PC}. Are you aware of the responsibility your position as inspector entails? I suggest you tidy your appearance and wipe that vacant look from your face."

they do not need to be aesthetically in order to be inspector. as long as they're paying attention it may even be better to look vacant. lure them into a false sense of security. also it's easier to pay attention if you're comfortable, in my experience. . . .

Affinity 2: (between 11am and 4pm)

"You've lost your notebook? Just a moment. ...At 9:04 AM, it was inside the photocopier. Yes, I do have that information recorded."

Affinity 3: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"Have you seen Taiga Hoshibami? Strange... According to my behavioral model, he should be in the casino at this time..."

Affinity 4: (between 8pm and 5am)

"At the end of each day, I compile information about every person I encountered in my notebook. It always proves useful eventually."

yandere adjacent behavior, except it's for everyone and not just one person lolol

Affinity 5: (between 8pm and 5am)

"The vice-captain has asked me to organize some documents. Let's start by making copies of everything in case the originals become lost or damaged."

Romeo has a line that references this as well!

Affinity 6: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"I always have my business cards on hand. It should go without saying—any lawyer who fails to gain their client's trust during the first meeting is not worth their salt."

Affinity 7: (between 11am and 4pm)

"A post-meal coffee must be drunk black. Unnecessary additives only interfere with the natural flavor."

Affinity 8: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"Until the age of three, I spent my days visiting the greatest sights the world has to offer with my mother, as from four my studies would prevent me from doing so."

is that child abuse? i think that's child abuse. you learn the source of ritsu's problems very early on in his affinity--he has had zero normal social interaction opportunities and no childhood. From birth until he stopped being a toddler he was just flying around the world looking at beautiful things, no stability in his location or world aside from the presence of his mother, and then he went home and probably basically got locked away to study law the moment he could sort of read. His whole existence was molding him to work. . .Subaru is similar, even down to what age they were forced to start preparing to work at. But Subaru is at least better adjusted, probably because acting awarded him better opportunities to try and think about how other people think.

Affinity 9: (between 8pm and 5am)

"According to my behavioral model, there is a 29% chance that Taiga Hoshibami is currently at the baccarat table."

Affinity 10: (between 10pm and midnight)

"I review the day's coursework for two hours then prepare for the next day's classes for three— no more, and no less. Six more minutes of silence, please."

WHERE DO THE RECORDINGS COME IN TO THIS. This mans somehow has 40 hour days. Maybe his artifact slows down time or something lol

Affinity 11: (between 5am and 11am)

"Good morning, {PC}. We have a meeting at 3 PM today, so please adjust your plans accordingly."

Affinity 12: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Darkwick Rulebook Article 183: "For the protection of anomalies, unnecessary running indoors is prohibited." This rule has been in place for over one hundred years."

wait how old is this school? how old is the Institute???

Affinity 13: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"All right. We need to organize our notes from today's investigation, so let's relocate to the diner. Our usual booth, of course."

Affinity 14: (between 5am and 11am)

"The content of our classes may be novel, but I topped the year in the scholastic ability test—they are nothing I can't handle."

so among the first years' scholastic ability tests, Ritsu was 1st, Leo was 2nd, Sho was 5th. Considering there are only four new first year ghouls then that must include the general students too. I wonder where Ren placed? Probably not very high. But still, Ritsu is a genius. . .or at least very very good at memorizing information. Lots of book smarts, minimal other smarts.

Affinity 15: (between 5am and 11am)

"As your business partner, I request that you improve your conduct. Please refrain from consenting to any further uncompensated labor."

Affinity 16: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Our Anomalous Law classes are truly fascinating. There is a long history well worth learning about— though of course, I have already mastered the basics."

Affinity 17: (between 10pm and midnight)

"I cannot afford to be complacent, even before bedtime. It's vital that I check the day's notes again to ensure nothing has been missed."

Affinity 18: (between 8pm and 5am)

"I set time aside in the evening to watch opera performances online. It allows me to get my thoughts in order, and provides a change of pace."

when??? what time??? because he has to review all of the audio recordings and notes from the whole day--what time does he have to do anything in???

Affinity 19: (between 10pm and midnight)

"I just finished checking my recordings from today. You sighed a total of four times— is something troubling you?"

i love the vibe of this. rather than silently nothing your sighing and potential exhaustion or scolding you for not caring for yourself, he expresses concern towards you. also, it's so soft yandere. like he already records everything you say and do, to confront you over it on top of that he shamelessly defends his recording and notetaking. . .if not for that he recorded everyone it would really be so yandere lolol. instead it's just his odd and overbearing way of showing he's beginning to care.

Affinity 20: (between 5am and 11am)

"You struggle to get up in the morning? I can contact you each day at a set time if you like, but I'll have to think about how much to charge..."

affinity 20 and my guy still wants to charge for his time. . .we're gonna have to teach him to have A Singular Normal Social Connection aren't we. and we're probably gonna fail.

Affinity 21: (between 11am and 4pm)

"You wish to have lunch with me? All right. We are business partners, so I will accompany you free of charge."

wait maybe i spoke too soon.

Affinity 22: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"This is for you, {PC}— it's the takeout coffee I often purchase. Your performance will decline if your mind isn't sharp."

his increased attachment is shown in the bare minimum of understanding normal human social interaction and caring for you by sharing his things and his time without charge. In trying to make you the best you(from his perspective) that you can be. Because that's what his parents did for him--so surely that's the best expression of love he has, aside from obsessive study and understanding.

Affinity 23: (between 8pm and 5am)

"I feel we made solid progress toward the reinstatement of the Gala today. Let's reconvene again tomorrow and continue working together to realize our goal."

Affinity 24: (between 10pm and midnight)

"Could I ask you to accompany me a little longer, {PC}? I realize it's outside of business hours, but...I would appreciate it if you could make a special exception."

He wants to spend time with you. And he's realizing he can just ask that. But he's so entrenched in legal and business mannerisms he doesn't know how to say "i want to be around you for longer". You're his business partner. It's bad form to request your attention outside of work, it has no value towards your goals and business efforts, but. . .that he's making a sort of formal appeal for your attention outside of work is as far as he can get in terms of expressing his affection right now.

Affinity 25(max): (no time constraints)

"It seems we make better business partners than I would have expected. I look forward to a long and prosperous relationship with you."

kind of comical that his max affinity line is still so formal after a more friendly 'please spend time with me late at night' 24th. . .but also, he wants you to be his business partner for longer. i think that counts towards something! It's a reason to stay with you! Maybe over the course of your business partnership he'll learn how to express deeper feelings. . .he's going to need an heir, after all--

Spring: (March-May) (between 5am and 11am)

"There has been a noticeable increase in reports of suspicious activity of late. More incidents means more business. Be prepared."

(between 11am and 4pm)

"You have a petal in your hair. A little more to the right. No, not there. Just let me remove it. Hold still."

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"Indeed, the cherry blossoms are in bloom. Incidentally, Japan's oldest cherry blossom tree can be found in Yamanashi Prefecture and is estimated to be 2000 years old."

ritsu would probably kill at historical trivia night.

(between 8pm and 5am)

"I had tempura at the cafeteria today. It didn't come close to the tempura I would eat with my father at the historic soba restaurant we used to frequent though."

Summer: (June-August) (between 5am and 11am)

"This one is for my face, and this is for my body. I have six handkerchiefs with me— enough for morning, noon, and night. I cannot let my opponents see me sweat."

why's this giving me ace attorney prosecutor energy. . . . .

(between 11am and 4pm)

"I witnessed a half-naked man running around in this vicinity. Did you see him? He is risking a charge of indecent exposure."

but we saw Kaito in his underwear and you said that meant he wasn't at risk of indecent exposure. . . . . . . .

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"The warmer it gets, the more of a racket people make. Honestly, how were these people raised?"

to relax and have fun during the summer break. . .you should give it a try.

(between 8pm and 5am)

"You want to go and watch the fireworks? A rather childish request, but all right. So? Where would one go to view them?"

FIREWORKS DATE FIREWORKS DATE just don't touch him without getting his consent first that could be counted as sexual harassment and he'll Get Your Ass.

Autumn: (September-November) (between 5am and 11am)

"The weather is much more pleasant for going out on professional errands now. A first-rate lawyer keeps their boots on the ground. Now then, let's get going."

(between 11am and 4pm)

"I object to the cultural assumption that fall is the season of the arts. The arts should be enjoyed throughout the year, regardless of the season."

you and yuri would get along well i think. until you realize the guy is a medical malpractice suit waiting to happen. then you'd criticize him and he would take that so poorly.

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"Once I've perused the relevant documents in the library, I plan on doing some reading. Please excuse me."

(between 8pm and 5am)

"The nights may grow longer in the fall, but daylight hours should not affect the time you rise and retire. I'll see you tomorrow."

Winter: (December-February) (between 5am and 11am)

"I have detected a change in how Taiga Hoshibami divides his time since the weather has taken a cold turn. It has created quite a quandary for me..."

yeah he doesn't like getting out of bed when it's cold. he also eats a lot more, like a bear about to hibernate. shockingly behavior patterns tend to change with the seasons.

(between 11am and 4pm)

"I've never experienced snowfall heavy enough to obstruct my movement, but I'd like to deepen my knowledge of the phenomenon for future reference."

to frostheim then! i'm sure that place is just awful for movement in winter.

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"I'm heading to the diner to fulfill a request from Ren Shiranami. Perhaps I shall enjoy a warm bowl of soup while I'm there."

. . .I wonder if this is an Obey Me!Raphael situation where he has no grasp of that the food is not good. . . .

(between 8pm and 5am)

"People say that hard work is the key to success, but it only took me a year to master German—as was the case with Italian and French."

His birthday: (January 13th)

"Indeed, today is my birthday. I've always celebrated this day by enjoying my mother's cooking, but from this year I am striving for a more self-reliant existence."

MAMA'S BOY MAMA'S BOY tbf up until he was 3 his mother was probably his only social connection and then he was locked away studying so. . .his mom is probably the only one he has like. . .personal feelings and attachment for. you'll be a tradwife too :) but also that he's trying to be more self-reliant at darkwick. . .that really does explain that he's like. not used to any sort of social interaction or doing things he hasn't been told to do by his parents. maybe in his time at darkwick he'll realize how good it feels to just. . .be a person. dedicate time to fun and relaxation. realize that work isn't everything. or maybe he'll be so judgemental towards the lifestyles of others he'll retreat even further into his current habits.

Your birthday:

"Happy birthday. A year older, a year wiser. I have high hopes for your performance in the coming year."

New Years: (January 1st)

"Happy New Year. Let's devote these next 365 days—or 8760 hours—to finding fitting solutions to the challenges that come our way."

what if it's a leap year. can we take the extra day off?

Valentine's Day: (February 14th)

"Thank you for the chocolates. Are you gifting them to me out of social obligation, or is this an expression of affection? Your answer will influence what you receive in return."

(for the uninitiated, that is very much a thing in Japan where on valentine's day a girl give some men in her life--like coworkers--obligation chocolates, which are generally not as nice and most likely store bought, although this practice is losing ground. friends get friendship chocolate and you give people you're actually attracted to or in a relationship more extravagant, expensive, or homemade chocolates to express your true feelings or a desire to be in a relationship with them. Ritsu is essentially asking 'is this because we're coworkers or are you asking me out' because White Day is the day for return gifts in response to given valentine's day gifts, and in the case of chocolates given to someone you wanna go out with they can act as a response to that proposal. presumably if you're asking him out he wants to give you chocolate to agree to get with you, since he's bothering to ask. . . .

White Day: (March 14th)

"White Day has its roots in Japan, having been invented by a certain historic confectionery shop. With that knowledge, please accept this."

'here's some trivia. and some chocolates. we are now in a relationship. should this be as fruitful as our business partnership, we can discuss marriage plans within the year.'

April Fool's Day: (April 1st)

"The spreading of false rumors is subject to strict punishment under Article 233 of the Penal Code. Do you still intend to continue this ruse?"

NO FUN ALLOWED.

Halloween: (October 31st)

"Coercing another party to choose between a "trick" or a "treat" could amount to intimidation. Engage in such festivities at your own risk."

NO FUN ALLOWED PART TWO: ILLEGAL BOOGALOO.

Christmas: (December 25th)

"Religious freedom is guaranteed by Article 20 of the Constitution. If this is a day that you wish to celebrate, then I will accept that."

he can't make you work on religious holidays you need off!!

Idle: (about 20 seconds without interacting with the game) (below 13 affinity)

"Five seconds have elapsed. Yes, that is how long you've kept me waiting."

(13 affinity and above)

"How long do you intend to keep me waiting? As always, I am on a tight schedule today. Please hurry up."

Absent: (logging in for the first time in 2 or more days?)

"I've been expecting you, {PC}. You weren't planning on breaking your promise to me, were you?"

SUCH A HARD-WORKING, SOCIALLY INEPT LAD. But Ritsu's a lot of fun, I give him a lot of shit and i desperately need him to touch some grass and get a reality check and learn about how others live and maybe experiment. . .but like i love him for being such a little shit. he's so. . .ignorant to the rest of the world and how other people are. . .i love seeing him try and dissect other people's behavior and intentions and coming to the conclusion that they must want the same things as him because he just. . .has no grasp of interests and intentions that aren't his own. . . . It makes me facepalm but also makes me laugh 8'D good boy. quality boy.

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also have a crying yandere romeo

this is the 'my obsession loves me back actually and we're getting married and i didn't even have to forge their signature for the license' face.

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oh gosh the yandere expressions.... do ALL the charas have yandere expressions or are there just specified people >_< i wanna see them used in the story! and the game files having a yandere expression feels like they just might start leaning heavily to the joseimuke aspect of the game even more

Nope, only Romeo and Subaru have expressions labeled "yandere"! But some characters have yandere adjacent expressions like varying degrees of madness, and several characters have expressions without their eye highlights which really emphasizes some extremity. . . .

@2flowerz [jokingly] asked me to post them all but I did kind of want to go through and post them so let's see who's got some crazier expressions--

Jin - kire (meaning is something like "snapped" or "lost temper" or it might be from 'kirai' meaning 'hate')

how many times do you think he stabbed the guy he's looking at like this? do you think he's still stabbing him to this day?

Tohma - haraguro(meaning "malicious" or "scheming")

:} he's kinda smiling the same way as yandere romeo lol

Kaito - darkhorse (and darkhorse + shadow)

literally my favorite one simply because Kaito is the last person I'd expect to snap. THIS MUST BE LIKE MEGA END STORY. I WANNA SEE KAITO READY TO KILL A MAN. I WANNA SEE HIM SO ANGRY THAT SOMEONE'S THREATENING THE PC HIS BOW ACTUALLY WORKS AND HE PIERCES SOMEONE SQUARE IN THE EYE WITH AN ARROW WITH NO REMORSE. I WANNA SEE HIM DO SOMETHING THAT MAKES LUCA WORRIED.

Luca doesn't have any that are really crazy tbh. so have the one labeled 'yancha'(meaning "naughty" "mischievous" "rascal")

part of me wonders if this is actually going to be like. his twin's expression? I can't imagine Luca pulling some sort of malicious prank. . . .

Alan - kire_02 (see: jin for meaning; 02 because 00 doesn't have the teeth showing.)

note the lack of highlights in the eyes! He's really furious 'u'

Leo - kyoki (meaning: "madness" "insanity" "dangerous weapon")

again, missing highlights. Much less a yandere expression and more of a 'oh my god they're not even gonna be able to identify your body lmao i almost feel bad' expression. . .which can be yandere tbh. tbh anything can be yandere if it's extreme enough.

Sho literally does not have an expression to fit this, in name or otherwise.

Haru also doesn't really have a good one for this, so have the opposite! This expression is more like him at the mercy of a yandere i.e. towa lmao - toraware (meaning: "captive"); you can also have Peekaboo - ookuchi (meaning: "mouth open wide")

Peekaboo's startled me when i first saw it haha

Towa - ikari (meaning: "fury")

we've seen this one in game at least. if you're an anomaly and you see him making this face. . .reconsider what you're doing. maybe get on the floor and grovel and hope for your life. maybe if you're not an anomaly too.

Ren - hinekure (meaning: become twisted; grow bitter)

he looks so smug. . .like he thinks it's funny we've been belittling him all this time, figuring he's useless. . . .

Taiga - choshi (meaning: probably from "choushikoku" meaning "to be caught up in the moment" "to be carried away" "to get cocky")

he's used this one in the game, but i still love it. i love that he's crazy haha

Romeo - yandere

I've shown this one before. It's still amazing. He's still giddy and disgustingly in love. . . . This is the face he makes behind the above Taiga's back once he's finished brutalizing someone who was bothering him. and maybe the face he makes in his head when he sees Kaito.

Ritsu also does not have any extreme expressions lmao

Subaru - yandere

it doesn't feel very yandere until you consider that Subaru would be stressed out by his own extreme adoration. he'd feel bad about his own yandere feelings, this is an accurate expression if you think about it!

Haku - warui (meaning: bad; evil)

this is the "you really put too much faith in me. it was sweet. but stupid." face we'll probably be getting at the end when he's revealed to be the spy and all that. in the meantime, i'd like him to step on someone's neck with this face. please and thank you.

Zenji also doesn't have a fittingly crazy expression.

Edward - sadist

he uses this one in the story i believe, but. . .still. he says he has no interest in hurting humans because their lives are already so short but like. . .what if. . . .

Rui doesn't have a fitting expression

Lyca doesn't have one either. . .but he does have "shitadashi" meaning "tongue out" so I'll show you that because it's a fun one.

thirsty needy puppy--

Yuri - mad

this one is to be expected. It's Yuri after all. Be a good little test subject. It's not like you're going to die or anything. You may just suffer forever!

Jiro has very muted expressions and none of them are really fitting for madness or yandere.

none of the faculty have fitting expressions either haha

BUT YEAH THESE ARE THE MOST YANDERE OR YANDERE ADJACENT EXPRESSIONS a lot of them have them actually. . . .