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AHHH SHE SAW MY WOOD BURNING ORDER OF REN :D

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ʜᴏᴍᴇᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ

Solivan is a perverted bastard and fucks with your coffee when you decide to meet up with him in the library to study.

cw/tw: food tampering, bodily fluids in your drink, pre-established relationship

Solana version

note: decided to make another one of these 'yandere character puts weird shit in your food/drink' but with the og version of Solivan

also I am a firm believer that if given the chance, sol will put his damn semen in our food he cooked cuz he's a creep... he's a weirdo... (haha im so funny)

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"Let's meet up tomorrow at the library to study for the upcoming exam!" You suggested, slipping the strap of your bag over your shoulder. "Does that sound like a plan?"

Sol nods, watching you walk out the classroom with a wave.

Now it's tomorrow. In his hands were both yours and his coffee orders from the cafe you've been talking about nonstop. Sol chuckles to himself at the thought of your excitement from the surprised drinks he bought for you.

But that's not all he has planned for you.

Alone in the cafe bathroom, door locked and shut to keep pesky intruders out, Sol unzips his jeans, shimming both it and his boxers down to his thighs. Sol's cock hits his lower belly with a soft 'plap'.

Breathing a sigh of relief from the restraint, Sol removes the plastic lid of your cup, breath hitching from the hot steam hitting the mushroom head of his cock.

It sends shivers down his spine, taking his cock in a tight hold and stroking himself up and down, rotating his wrist when he reaches to his head.

"Fuck..." Sol breathes, resting against the wall of the bathroom stall, cheeks red. His grip on the cup shakes, fucking his cock into his hand faster, the wet squelching noises echoing in the in the empty room.

He wonders what your expression will be when you taste your drink. Will you like it? Or will you notice that somethings wrong with the taste?

He fucks into his fist faster, whimpers escaping his lips. Do you trust him enough to not put anything in your drink? Maybe you secretly liked it.

"H-hah~" Sol groans, arching his back slightly. If you did like it, do you want to take it from the source itself? The mere image of you on your knees in front of Sol, licking at his cum leaking from his tip, tits free from your shirt, has the knot in his stomach snapping.

Thighs quivering from the onslaught of pleasure, Sol lets out a loud moan as he shoots his load into your drink. He gives his cock gives a few more weak pumps before hastily setting your cup on the floor before letting his limbs go weak.

I... didn't last long, Sol thought, a bit embarrassed before popping the cap back onto the cup, fixing himself to look presentable for you. No matter, meeting up with you is what matters right now.

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"Oh, Sol! You're finally here!" You give him a warm smile, standing up from your table to give him a hug, definitely not noticing how he sniffed your hair.

"Yeah, sorry for being late." Sol frowns, pretending to be ashamed at his tardiness. "Turns out that cafe you were talking about is pretty popular, but I ended up getting you a drink."

Gasping, you take the drink from his hands, nearly purring from the warmth spreading throughout your body. "Thank you so much! You didn't have to." And in front of Sol's watchful eyes, you take a sip.

Smacking your lips a few times, you wrinkle your brows, examining the drink. "The taste is... unique"

Sol is quick to ease your worries. "They make their own creamer for drinks." he shrugs. "Maybe it has ingredients you don't normally find in stores." phew, what a save.

Eyeing the drink, you take another sip to decide if you were going to drinking the entire thing. "Yeah, maybe you're right, it's not too bad." And you went back to your table, taking another long sip before setting the cup aside.

Sol gulps, feeling his dick twitch as he watched you take big gulps of your drink here and there. You ended up liking his little surprise~

"Hey Sol, do you know how to solve this problem?" You pointed at your paper, causing Sol to snap out of whatever horny mindset he had.

"Yeah, so you subtract this problem first, then divide the answer to the original problem." He trails off.

Maybe he'll give you a few more drinks full of his home special creamer in the future and maybe... you'll want to come home with him to watch him make it.

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I said this on my tik tok but then it got deleted and I was too lazy to reupload it but yknow how Solivan is just a creepy, weird guy??

In day 2 where Solivan gives us a bento (i think, idk its been awhile since I last played TKATB) to eat if we pick the option 'i haven't eaten yet' and we complimented his cooking. I had a thought; Sol is crazy enough to fuck with our drink (drugging us) if given the chance to cook and giving it to us during school hours, bro would definitely put his god damn semen in it.

is that weird to say???

I mean I could definitely see him doing some weird shit like that in the next update of the game cuz he's a desperate bastard and he'll do this weird crap if given the chance to cook for us again.

idk what do yall think??

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ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

cw/tw: unwanted touching, obsessive behavior, panty sniffing and licking, masturbation

note: someone sent an ask about this BUT I ACCIDENTLY DELETED IT!! I AM SO SORRY ANON I DID NOT MEAN TO DELETE IT AHHHH!! anyways enjoy~ (´・ω・`)

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ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who is used to being fawned and lusted over. born with a pretty face and a charming personality, he knows how to use it to his advantage and charm people into doing his bidding.

He's also insanely loaded. like he has a shit load of sugar mommies/daddies, a paypig, and has a page where he uploads special content. how he's able to manage all that, we'll never know.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who stumbles upon a tiny cafe you happen to work at, feet killing him from walking around with his sugar daddy and sugar mommy in his favorite baby blue stilettos.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ mumbles his order, rubbing his temple from an oncoming headache as he reaches into his bag to pull out his card in between his pointer and middle finger, pays for his items, and heads toward a table located in the corner of the cafe.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who scrolls through his phone mindlessly, the tapping of his acrylics being the only thing heard in the quiet space. you, on the other hand, made his drink with ease, walking back and forth behind the counter to make sure his order was properly made.

walking over to his table, you set down the drink first, to which he began to sip on, and then placed a white porcelain plate with a blueberry muffin right in front of him.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who raises a perfectly trimmed brow and points at the dessert. "I didn't order this." to which you shake your head. "I know! You just seemed a bit stressed so I uh, thought you might need something sweet to brighten your day."

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who's heart skips a beat at your kind words. his cheeks turning red as he stutters out a 'thank you' and nibbles on the sweet treat. you smile and walk back to your station, not knowing the green eyes lingering on your figure.

and that's how ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ made it his mission to visit the cafe pretty much every day in order to get to know you better. not to mention, he leaves a huge tip just for you. bro wants to give you his tip

the more he visits, the more he falls in love with you and your kind personality. eventually, he was able to snag your phone number and texts you every day.

'heya [name]! how r u?' 'are u busy? wanna call later?' 'maybe we could hang out later if ur free??'

after pressing send, ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ clenches his phone to his chest, rolling back and forth on his bed as he let out giddy giggles, feet slamming against his mattress.

but it's not enough.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who watches you walk to your car from an alley after a tough day at work and in the early hours of the morning, he calls a tow truck to tow away your car while you were sleeping.

you end up calling him in a panic, practically begging him if he could drop you off at work. he giggles, tucking a piece of hair behind his ear, and goes to grab his keys.

"sure! I'll drop you off," ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ turns his car on and begins driving as you gave him your address.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who parks in front of your workplace, you gather your stuff and turned to thank him, only to find his lip gloss covered lips plant themselves on your cheek, leaving a pink mark behind.

you freeze, cheeks warming at his actions. he giggles, leaning over once more to plant another kiss on your other cheek. "have a good day, cupcake!" and drives off, leaving you stunned on the sidewalk.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who then starts getting more confident in his affection.

from simple brushing against your hands to him planting goodbye kisses before dropping you off to work. it always leaves you flustered, but you don't say anything.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who brings you back to his apartment after a stressful day of work; customers shouting at you to hurry up with their order, some even throwing their drinks at you. you were on the verge of crying before ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ came to scoop you in a warm embrace, cooing words of comfort in your ears.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who encourages you to take a relaxing bath using his bath salts and bath bombs.

"i'll give you a back massage while you bathe." he coos, slipping your shirt down your shoulders, kissing at the exposed skin. you shudder at the feeling. "won't it be relaxing? you could have a sleepover here."

so here you are in the bath... with ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist as he snuggled his face in the crook of your neck. when you asked about why he was in the bath with you, he just shrugged you off, mumbling how “we’re both best friends and this is what best friends do."

normally friends don't do this but... you thought, shutting your eyes as ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ scrubbed your body with body wash. it does feel nice.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who immediately notices your relaxed expression, smiles and brushes his hand against your inner thigh. you jump at the feeling, turning your head to the side to stare at him.

"relax~" he laughs, the tips of his fingers teasing your folds. "I'm just washing your body."

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who teases you a bit more before removing his fingers, leaning over to pull out the drain. "time to get out, darling!" he stands up and you immediately look away from his crotch.

jesus fucking christ.

turning your head slightly, you try and get another look before flushing and shaking your head, going back to stare at the water draining. how the hell does he hide that... that weapon on him??

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ notices your staring, hoping out the tub with a towel in hand, not even bothering to hide his cock from your sight. the bastard is practically flaunting it.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who begs you to allow him to wrap you up with a smaller towel, to which you do, but man was it tight on you. pushing your breasts together and barely covering you.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who shrugs at your persistence for another towel. "it's the only clean one I have." he said like a liar, subtly eyeing the hallway closet that had towels that would completely cover you.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who gives you his clothes to wear, ignore how he picks up familiar piece of clothing, briefly bringing it to his nose for a deep sniff before shoving it under his bed for later use.

"i'll change in here with you if you don't mind!~" ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ declared, dropping his towel to slip into his sleepwear. which was an off the shoulder sweatshirt and some booty shorts that BARELY hid his bulge.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who later puts on a movie for you both to watch, sitting his plump ass on you, wrapping his arms around your neck, and giving your neck a quick peck.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who gets bored fast and decides to tease you. subtly grinding his crotch against yours, claiming that he 'was trying to get comfy,' and peppering your neck in kisses. your grip on his waist tightens at his administrations, letting out a small whine as he sucks on your skin slightly.

he soon stops his movements and continues to watch the movie like nothing happened. you pout at him, cheeks hot as you shake your head before watching the movie.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who tucks you into his bed, kissing your forehead like a loving partner before whispering he'll join you soon. you nod, turning to your side and slipping into sleep.

waking up from a loud shout with a startle, you glance at the glowing clock. it was 2 AM. ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ hadn't joined you yet so you slip out of bed and left the room in search of him.

wandering down the hallway of his apartment, another loud shout startles you. glancing around, you spot a closed room with light peeking underneath it. curiosity getting the best of you, you tip toe closer and gently cracked open the door to peek inside.

there on the bed layed ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ, in one of his hands was a clear dildo shoved in and out of his tight ass and the other was tugging at his pink puffy nipples.

in front of him was a camera. the blinking light signaling that it was recording ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ and his self-pleasuring. in his mouth, that barely did anything to cover up his loud moans, were your panties he had stolen earlier.

covering your mouth in shock, you couldn't take your eyes off of him. watching him pleasure himself was hot. ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ was hot. you can't deny that.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who begins to get louder, his hands on the dildo and his nipple went faster and faster. with an arched back, his eyes roll to the back of his head as he came. his sticky white mess landing on his chest and all over his hands, hips jerking his cock into the air, like he was imagining he was fucking into your tight cunt.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who slumps in his bed after weakly reaching over to turn off the recording, spitting out the saliva covered panties next to him and removing the dildo from his ass.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who finally catches his breath, snags a rag from the bedside table and begins to clean himself up happily. "I'll edit and post the video later but for now... it's time to sleep next to [name]!" he cheers, tossing the dirty cum filled rag into the laundry basket and changed back into his sleepwear.

realizing he was heading back to his room, you quickly head back, slipping under the sheets and closing your eyes just in time for his arrival.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ who sneaks inside the room, gently shutting the door and pulling back the sheets to slide in next to you. "goodnight [name]~" he whispered lovingly, pecking your cheek and spooning you from behind, practically purring from your warmth.

the next morning, you couldn't look at ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ in the eyes, too ashamed from peeking in at his private activities. he notices your behavior and saunters over to your side of the table. "something on your mind, [name]?" he questioned, tilting his head to the side. "you look like you've seen something... naughty~"

you jump, slamming your knees against the table. "n-no! I haven't seen anything, I, uh, just had a weird dream last n-night! haha!"

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ rests his chin on the palm of his hand, a smug look plastered on his face. "you sure?~" he teased. you shout 'yes!'.

later in the day, long after you went back home, ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ decides to edit the video he took a few hours ago. staring at the paused screen, ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴍʙᴏʏ palms himself through his shorts at the sight of your flustered face watching him please himself.

"you're sooo cute, [name]." he moans, biting his lip. "I can't wait to make you mine."

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If the game had an option to choose him as a romance interest, I would do it without hesitation

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"𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑?"

In which you walk in on your partner jerking off and like the shy, or not so shy, virgin you are, you asked if you could watch them.

c/w: bros just straight up jorking it, maybe it splashes on your face ;) bullet points + lower case intended

characters: solivan brugmansia, ren, cove holden, and premilo [here],

jacob alden, casper, alan orion, friend [pt 2 coming soon]

a/n: I forgot to mention I also write for non yanderes like cove and casper, I'll add this to my pinned and since REDACTED hasn't appeared yet in the game, I wont be writing them until he does so I can try and write them as accurate as possible ╥﹏╥

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Solivan Brugmansia - "Fuck~ You know how to work me up sometimes."

at first, he didn't even mean to masturbate during class hours. he'd try and keep his temptations at bay until he was able to get somewhere private with you so he could really rock your brains out

but you found him first, in the supply closet during lunch. great.

before he gets the chance to embarrassingly hide himself, he freezes when he hears you utter those three words

"can I watch?"

his dick throbs, his pale cheeks flushing red at your request. biting his lip, sol continues to pump his cock, maintaining eye contact with you the entire time.

your intense focus on him fills him with encouragement. surely you asking to watch means you must feel the same as he did. His moans grow louder, the wet shlick shlick echoing in the dimly lit supply closet.

sol watches with teary eyes as you kneel down in front of him, eyes trained on his weeping cock, getting closer and closer the louder he got.

you opened your mouth in awe, your hot breath hitting sol's cock, causing him to stop stroking himself, orange red eyes rolling themselves to the back of his skull as he came, back deliciously arched.

" 'umpk- fuuuckk!"

white sticky fluid land on your face from the close proximity, hitting your chin, cheek, eye lids, and a bit on your hair. sol jerks his hips a few times, making sure every drop got out and landed on your face.

sol opens his eyes to stare at the mess he made on your face, heart fluttering at your upset gaze. reaching for something to wipe your face, sol kneels down to your figure, mumbling apologies.

"sorry pumpkin, you just looked so... heavenly i couldn't help myself.

Ren - "Really? You sure you don't want me to eat you out instead? No? Just this? O-okay then...hehe"

instead of you catching others in the bathroom jerking it off, you actually asked ren about it on a random afternoon. this of course got him confused and excited.

so here you both were, in his apartment, in his room, ren sat snuggly on his bed, hand swirling around crazy style on his red tip.

soft moans left ren's lips, eyes brimming with tears as you watched the technique the pink haired man used to pleasure himself "i love it when you're watching me, [name]~" he whimpers, jerking his hips a bit

his whimper sends shivers down your spine.

ren slows his pace and with his other free hand, reaches for yours, placing it on his thigh. "c-can you touch it? just a small touch? please?" they whine, stroking your fingers with their thumb.

without hesitation, you grasp onto ren's throbbing cock, causing him to arch their back slightly from your grip.

"fuck!"

ren let out a high pitch moan, thrusting their cock into your hand, blue eyes fluttering shut.

hearing how loud ren has gotten gave you the courage to continue, twisting your wrist down their cock and back up to give his tip a few rubs using your thumb.

ren chokes out a sob, pearly beads of white leaking down in your tight grip.

they reach down to cover your hand with his scared ones and forces you to grip down harder.

"fuckfuckfuck! I-I'm gonna-!"

with a final cry, ren hunches over, face buried in your neck and shoulder, letting out cries of pleasure as they came on your and his scared hands.

"fuckkk, angel..." they whimpered, hips grinding against your hand to prolong their orgasm. "angel..."

ren wraps his arms around you, nuzzling his nose into your neck, tickling you. with his weight practically pressed against you, you eventually fell back onto the bed with ren still on top, not a care in the world.

"mmm, you're heavy ren," you huff, trying to push ren to get off of you. he whines, kissing your cheek before sliding off to lay next to you.

"you were amazing," ren mumbles sleepily, pressing open mouth kisses against your neck, soon fluttering his eyes shut.

Cove Holden- "omgomgomgomg- You want to watch? M-me!?"

cove frowns or at least tries to. he's too focused on coming up with a response to your question after catching him in what just might be the most embarrassing moment in his life.

yeah, his face is all... wrinkled but he wasn't frowning

don't get him wrong, this was also embarrassing for you too. you just wanted to hang out with him in his room, alone. and cove just needed to relieve some stress, maybe look at a couple pics you've sent to him in the past and that was it.

he was so lucky his dad was out to celebrate one of his friend's birthdays, otherwise his dad would've called the police from how loud cove had screamed when you opened his window and waltz inside.

no, he's not angry, he's shy.

the way you're so focused on his red face, down to his cock, then up to his face again. like you were trying to memorize his expression.

cove bites his lip to suppress a small whimper. god, he loves you so much. the sudden attention makes on half of him want to curl up in his bed away from you, but the other half wants him to puff his chest out and show off a little.

wait, your mouth is moving

"can I watch?"

with a shaky breath and a face as red as a tomato, cove continues with his... stress relief we all know that shit isn't true

cove peaks an eye open after hearing his bed creak from where you sat; next to him, thighs pressed up against each other, your perfume invading his nostrils.

honestly this just encouraged him further.

cove's thigh jerks to the side after your palm settles itself on it, thumb rubbing his sweatpants.

the warmth of your palm bleeding through the clothing causes a tingle to run down his spine, arching it a little as his felt himself get closer and closer to the edge.

"[n-name]- ngh!"

he arches his back a little, hips lifting themselves off the bed to chase his fist. "mm~ fuck!"

nearing the edge, cove turns his head to make eye contact with your eyes and with a loud cry, he comes in his hand and on his pants. his seed coming out in buckets.

flopping his back onto his pillows, cove heaves, green hair sprawled on his pillow like a halo making him look like an angel.

"cove," you cooed, leaning down to kiss his sweaty, red cheek. "you look so beautiful."

cove groans, feeling his limp dick twitch at your words. "noo~" he whines, weakly pulling you down into his arms to cuddle.

PreMilo - "Ah! Don't look! This is so embarrassing..."

this wasn't happening, there was no way milo could've held it together on your date, but man, you were so beautiful in that outfit

so here he was, hiding in a public bathroom in some shopping mall, hand switching from rubbing his swollen tip to hiding his face in shame.

just when milo was about to zip up his fears and walk out with a hard on, the door to the bathroom bursts open, slamming against the wall as footsteps made their way towards his stall.

milo jumps at the noise, staring at the familiar pair of shoes just outside his stall, his heart drops to his stomach. he feels like being murdered is better then whatever was going to happen to him.

he closes his eyes, tears brimming at his lashes as he waits for you to call him weird, gross, any name in the book. but is dumbstruck when these words leave your lips.

“can I watch?”

milo freezes, blood frozen in shock as the question leaves your lips. you want to watch what? his cock twitches at the suggestion and your eyes immediately go to stare before switching back to his teary eyes.

"u-uhm..."

noticing the tense atmosphere, you give milo a smile. "ah! no worries if you don't want to, i was just curious about uh," you point at his crotch, milo blushes and shifts around. "how you do your business."

"i-if you're curious, then i-i don't mind," milo stuttered, slowly spreading his legs to allow you to get a better view.

he lets out a whimper as soon as he started his usual pace. you on the other hand, locked the stall you both were in and kneeled down in front of milo, eyes locked in on his weeping cock and balls (just giggled at this)

milo moans at your gaze, hips jerking to meet his thrusts, breaths labored as his shuts his eyes in preparation to release.

"i think- i think i'm gonna-!" with a strangled cry, milo's cock bursts out white sticky fluid. you, caught unaware, flinch once it lands on your chin and shirt. milo nearly shrieks at the sight, scrambling for the toilet paper to clean his mess.

you laugh, allowing him to clean up your shirt and once he did an okay job, you got up from your position and gave him a kiss on his lips.

milo shuts his eyes, moaning from the sudden affection. when you pull away, flushing and stare into his lap after he finds himself chasing your lips.

"i'll let you be to fix yourself up," waving goodbye, you left the stall and out the bathroom. the door shuts with its creaky hinges echoing in the loud bathroom.

milo lets out a shuddering sigh, slumping over the toilet from what just happened. "i'll be out in- in 5 minutes..." he mumbled to nobody.

Games in order: The Kid at the Back 14 Days with You Our Life: Beginnings and Always Perfect Love

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꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ

So.. You had a crush.

And not a little one, but like a BIG one, possibly the size of a house.

You loved your job because you got to see him everyday, your huge little crush. It may sound cruel, but you were happy that so many people died and needed to get fixed up— So that you could go see the beauty that your heart craves.

Dario Spade. A tall, ravenette with cheekbones that put live action Maleficent to shame, eyes bright as emeralds, chartreuse irises that you could get lost in any day of the week.

You sighed dreamily, wheeling in a dead body with a white sheet over it on a trolley. Your heart beat in your chest with the intensity of a war drum, delicate butterfly wings brushing against the walls of your stomach in a flurry.

You peeked your head into the room where the long haired male stood, writing something down in a black leather notebook.

You gently knocked on the door frame, your hands smoothing your hair before clearing your throat.

“Heeeeey.. What’s cooking, good looking?” You flirted hopelessly, your ancestors face palming from above at your courting attempts.

You leaned against the trolley, sending you stumbling forwards, thankfully Dario had moved swiftly and caught you in his arms.

“(Y—Y/N)!” He called your name with a soft tone of surprise, you batted your eyelashes, the gentle sound of his voice really did feel like the angels were singing a ballad just for you.

His lips moved to form words, and you just stared shamelessly, not even trying to hide your obvious infatuation.

His teeth were pearl white, straight and somehow attractive. You blinked slowly, nodding your head and smiling at whatever he was saying.

Dario.. The man that you are. You thought with no shame as you fidgeted with the buttons of your uniform.

Dario could just stare at you forever, but he didn’t want to scare you off so he just started clearing out the patient bed and carefully placing the new cadaver on the metallic chair.

“What are you doing?” You asked thoughtfully, leaning over to check out what the process of embalming was.

“Just.. Draining blood.” He murmured, looking at you from under his hair, a soft blush forming on his almost sickly pale skin.

“(Y/N).. A-Are you allowed to be here? I think.. That you might get in trouble if your supervisor notices..” 

You shook your head, ironing your shirt down with your palms, cooking up a reply to his sweet concern.

“Nuh-uh.. But you know I would kiss a rotting cadaver for you.” You watched how his body seized up with embarrassment, cheeks burning red again at your strange remarks.

Somehow it worked.

He swiped his split tongue over his bottom lip, a flustered whisper leaving his lips. You didn’t even know what he said, you were too focused on his tongue.

..His tongue must work wonders.

You forced your gaze up, looking into his eyes, only to find that they were already staring at you.

His hand fidgeted with a scalpel in his bony hand, mentally mapping out where he would make small incisions.

He could also practice.. cutting meat for you, so when you come home tired from work he can cut something up for you and feed you.

Just the thought of having a relationship as intimate and domestic like that made blood run south.

Now that he thought about it..

His house wasn’t very far from the mortuary, it was a quaint little flat with little light, just enough for one person or perhaps two.

“A-After I’m done with him would you..” he paused, eyes closing tight as the words climbed up his throat “—Would you like to have some tea with me back at my place?”

He did it, phew. He could swear that blood was about to start dripping down his nose, pressure built up in his chest as he awaited your answer.

“Hell yes.” You didn’t even blink while answering him, a dopey grin breaking out on your lips as you heard the words that you had been hoping for so long.

The drive to his house was smooth, instead of looking out the window at the scenery you found yourself staring at his pretty side profile.

What hair products did he use? No matter what day or hour it was, you always found that the raven hair atop his head was always styled and pristine, glossy even under the dim and cheap lighting of the mortuary.

You had noticed that he had put in some jewelry into his skin, something you were completely unaware about but somehow even more enamored by.

Your dear admirer almost bit a hole through one of his cheeks, his teeth nervously chewing on the soft skin of his inner cheek. It was so hard for Dario to drive and look at you at the same time, it was driving him nuts— It was like a dream having you in his passenger seat.

He had been so nervous since this morning, during his shower he had made up his mind about telling you what he really felt about you— How he followed you home everyday, how he knew things about you that even your own mother didn’t know!

That he sleeps in the same bed with you when you have nightmares, that he watches you bathe and fingers himself on your bed. Today, he made up his mind. He was going to make out with you until you saw stars— Today. He was going to make you allll his.

Dario stood behind you, his palm brushing the small of your back. Your inquisitive eyes roamed his apartment, the first item to greet you being a taxidermy mount of a deer on the wall, you blinked slowly, nodding your head as if approving of the internal decoration.

You were guided to a comfy couch, you know, like the ones that are so incredibly comfortable that you never want to get up from there ever again.

Dario came back to you with impeccable timing, two porcelain teacups in hand, a pleasant odor coming from the both of them, (favorite flavor) tea and.. Damiana tea?

You hummed, thanking him and taking the cup from his hand, sipping contently your warm beverage.

Dario sat beside you, you faced him and he did the same, his knee bounced anxiously.

He looked nervous, his fist tightened around his knee, trying to look into your eyes for longer than two seconds.

His mind completely blank, shit. What was he supposed to say? How was he supposed to ease you into his confession?

“Remember when we met?” You asked with an understanding smile, helping him out on the conversation topic. His face lit up and a fond smile spread over his face at the precious memories.

The old guy who used to work in your position died, Dario was apprehensive about anyone else other than him really coming into contact. 

He never had an easy time making friends or communicating with others, he felt as if every time he would open his mouth to speak he would get overshadowed by a more extroverted person, or get strange looks for simply commenting on something.

So naturally he was suspicious of you. Were you one of those people who only wanted to befriend him to look better in others eyes? 

He was originally pretty cold and rude to you, he couldn’t allow anyone else into his heart. Not when so many had taken it for granted and trampled all over it like it was nothing.

Dario watched you try and try again to befriend him, he genuinely thought that soon you would grow tired and begin giving the treatment that he gave you. Once, a time he truly regrets, he lashed out on you, going as far as pushing you into a desk corner, accidentally hurting you.

Yet you still stood there, despite getting humiliated and in this occasion, injured, you still mustered a smile, apologizing to him about coming on too hard. 

His heart cracked a little, he looked deep into your eyes, searching for a sign of malice— That you wanted to hurt him too, but he found nothing other than empathy and.. comprehension.

That day his heart melted, Dario let his walls down a little, enough for you to peek at his true self through cracks in the ice fortress he had built, though never enough to let you inside.

He noticed, you were dorky and a hopeless romantic, he couldn’t help but become slowly endeared by you, he wondered if you had practice dark magic on him, charmed him with your otherworldly powers.

He misjudged your character, you were sweet, caring, honest, a horrible flirt but most importantly, a good person.

He had found you. He had placed the scraps of his ruined heart in your hands, with affection and patience you took what was left and carefully stitched it back together.

It wasn’t perfect, there were still deep scars of trauma, open wounds that still needed time to be mended—But he had you now.

And you had him, you could trust him, that he would never hurt you like he had before. Never again.

Dario’s hands trembled around his empty cup, he took deep breaths, his heart beating in his throat. His brain told him to stop, that there was no way that you would ever take interest in a weird hermit like him.

But his heart lead him, it reassured him that you were different, that you would still be by his side even if you didn’t accept his feelings. The thought hurt more than he could handle, but he preferred having you around him even as just a friend rather than leaving you.

“(Y/N). I want to..to tell you something.” He spoke firmly, almost robotically. His hands began to break out in a cold sweat, an uncertain feeling of doom curling around him like dark smoke.

“I-I know we had a bad beginning, but. I really appreciate you, I don’t know what I would be like if you hadn’t come into my life.” His breath shuddered, getting closer and closer to revealing it all.

“Thank you. Thank you for being patient with me. Thank you for everything.” 

“But.. I wanted to tell you something different. I don’t know how you will react, but I can’t keep it to myself anymore— It hurts so bad not knowing..” 

“(Y/N), I.. I think—No, I know that I’m in love with you.” It’s out, Dario thought, his eyes widening at his own words, he didn’t even think he would be able to get it out.

He eyed the bottom of your expression, not being able of meeting your eyes directly. What if you didn’t feel the same way? What if you hated him now?

He rushed to apologize after a beat of silence, oh dear, he had really done it now, hadn’t he?

“I mean! It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way! I-I understand—Ah! Uhm! I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have said that!“ 

His eyes began brimming with tears, you hadn’t said anything yet. He had lost his first and only friend, all because he couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

He looked up at your expression finally, expecting to see a disgusted glare, perhaps even a hateful look but he was surprised.

You were shell shocked, your eyes were wide for a moment but the that melted away and a happy smile began to appear on your face.

“I love you too.” You replied, no sappy words or a cringy pickup line this time. Dario was going to cry again, not in dread, but in joy.

He jumped on top of you, his knees beside your hips, he trapped you inside his arms, his hands hovering over your cheeks, waiting for a sign to keep going.

“Sorry! Did I make you uncomfortable—“ he began shifting his body to get off, only to be stopped when your hands gently landed on his waist, keeping him in place where he was.

His cold hands finally touched the warm skin of your face, you watched how his pupils dilated at the soft feeling of your flesh. 

His green eyes really did sparkle like the rarest of emeralds, his pale cheeks gained color, a beautiful blush spread over his cheekbones, he looked like he almost couldn’t believe that this was reality.

He leaned in, looking into your eyes for approval, you nodded. Dario pressed his lips against yours with the softness of a feather, you thought he was going to pull away but were taken by surprise when he changed the position of his hand to grab the back of your head, fingers clutching your hair.

He angled his head, losing himself in the passionate kiss, he wanted to taste all of you, he tasted the flavor of (favorite tea) all in your mouth, it made him wonder if you would allow him to feed you like a baby bird.

He mewled into your mouth, not knowing what to do with this new level of intimacy. Your hands gently landed gently tapped his sides trying to tell him to let you breathe for a moment.

Dario pulled away for a second, he allowed you to take in as much as air as you needed, but just because you stopped doesn’t mean he did too, he pressed loving kisses along your face, beginning at the corner of your mouth then slowly trailing up, over your left cheek, and stopping at your temple for just a second then moving to gently nibble on your earlobe.

You couldn’t help but blush, not knowing that Dario could get this bold. He didn’t stop there, he gently kissed the underside of your jaw, nipping the sturdy bone structure ever so slightly.

He saw the way you averted his eyes, too embarrassed to make eye contact with him. How the roles had reversed, where did that sweet talker he knew go?

He didn’t need to say “I love you” out loud for it to be know, he spelled it out with his tongue already, he’s sure that you understood too.

Dario was breathless and flushed when he pulled away, he wanted to laugh at your face, you looked so surprised that he just wanted to kiss that expression off you.

“Stay over.. please?” He asked so nicely that you couldn’t find it in you to say no, he adjusted his position to sit next to you, with a hand he pushed you down to lay on his lap. His fingers gently patting your head in an attempt to relax you.

Dario would never let you go now. Or ever.

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Sorry I dont know how tumblr works or if theres even a DM feature so I'm using the ask.

I try your masterlist but I keep getting told "No work" or "Nothing here"

OMGGG I AM SO SORRY ABOUT THAT

I totally forgot that when you change your user, you have to fix any works you have linked in your master list cuz it'll lead to an account that doesn't exist anymore, and I totally forgot to do that. AHHHH IM SO SORRY

I fixed it!! but if it still isn't working let me know !!

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just turned 21 y’all 😭

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Obsessive Crowe

and i’m not talking about the reverse au Crowe

i’m talking about the crowe in the current game, yknow… the one who was so persistent on becoming your friend so badly he was willing to defend you from a group of bullies?? yeah that crowe.

the crowe that pouted when you told him that you found that ERIES guy attractive. ugh. him? really?

crowe knows a lot of things, things he keeps to himself so he could protect you. he knows more about you then you know about yourself. he just does. and apparently everyone else, that you’re extremely attractive.

he’s seen people do a double take whenever you walk by, especially that man with the green and black choker.

crowe knows Sol has some obvious interest in you, a big one. everyone knows it behind that pissed off look Sol has 24/7. he's not fooling anyone.

crowe absolutely hates when Sol drags you off to wherever. it makes him worried when you’re not by his side. he can't help but want to keep you protected in his arms.

but he doesn't wanna scare you off with this... obsessive side of him.

he just hopes that whatever happens in the future, he'll continue spend every waking moment by your side.

My tip jar! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

might fix this later

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to all my peeps wanting more fem Solana and Hyugo fics... heh... watch out soon

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JACOB ALDEN????? its been so long since i've seen him... AND YOUR ART IS AMAZINGGGGG

i just realized when this page is done i have no idea how to do nice backgrounds AT ALL... i really am fucked, damn.

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i really need to stop uploading fics as soon as i finish writing them cause i really hate making you guys wait weeks or sometimes months for just a small fanfic that i managed to rip from my brain :((

but fear not! i have finished a short crowe "imagine if..." scenario and it's schedule to post tomorrow when i'm in my class :P

also i mentioned it before, but what would yall think if i post my tik tok on here? like i said, i have a few moots on tik tok that (i think) follow me here and i do spend a lot of time there

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kuuya: i wish i'll be reincarnated as a toothbrush in my next life...

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so uhh… y’all fw the new layout??

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i forgot how hard it is to change your account theme 😭