#Yandere women

[yandere-writer-momo]

Thinking about Yandere women again. A barbarian lesbian wife with a rogue halfling wife.

Yandere Barbarian who cannot get you out of her head. How dare you invade her mind when she needs to be training! You with your soft body and your plain lips… she wanted to kiss you so badly. To bend you over on every surface and have you screaming under her

Yandere barbarian who takes every blow from the enemy to keep you safe! You’re never getting a single attack landed on you if she can help it (please notice her).

Yandere Barbarian who always offers to share her tent with you since yours is almost always destroyed or mysteriously disappeared. Aren’t her arms much warmer than those thin blankets you had?

Yandere Barbarian whose hands start to wander as you try to sleep. Her calloused palms brushed against your stomach and thighs while she began to whisper sweet nothings in your ear. Don’t you want her? She could show you an even better time than any man. (Men are disgusting. Don’t waste your time with them)

Yandere Barbarian who buries her face between your thighs as she feasts on your soaked privates. She doesn’t care that you try to squirm to get away. She’s here to eat you out, just enjoy it, princess!

Yandere Barbarian who continues this pattern until she’s able to slip a ring on your finger. There’s no room to reject her since she could easily crush you between her thighs like a grape. Just be her cute little wife. She’ll treat you better than anyone in this world! Forever safe at her side as she dotes on you endlessly

[ilovespec]

A loving but dangerous winter ~

|Yandere Fem! serial killer × shy! Reader| part 2

Warnings:slightly yandere behavior, already a small red flag ? excessive care, size difference, height difference.

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Y/N finished her work shift, and patiently waited for Agafya at her coffee shop... She purposely finished her shift early so that she would have time to put on some makeup and how to say it.. "Get prettier." After 10 minutes, she heard an exclamation from some guy, obviously he was drunk.

Drunk guy: Hey pretty girl! Do you want to spend time with a stud like me? ~

Y/N: I'm sorry... uh...B-but I'm already expecting someone..

Drunk guy: Come on! ~ I am sure that I am much better than this "something" of you-!!!

The drunk guy stops at half a word, and in shock, with fear in his eyes, looks behind Y/N...

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Agafya was standing behind Y/N ! And she had a bouquet of flowers in her hands!! Surprisingly, it consists of gardenias...light carnations..and jasmine. A rather unusual, but bright and cute bouquet... But I think I got distracted!

An angry expression froze on Agafya's perfect face , and she took a step , shielding T/I with her wide , muscular back. Looking straight at the guy. He was very unlucky to meet them.

Agafya: A young man. It is better not to encroach on someone else's property..

Agafya moved back slightly... She wrapped her free arm around T/I's waist, hugging her to her chest... T/I's face immediately turned a tomato shade. And Agafya, casting another look full of hatred at the poor drunk guy, gave T/I a bouquet and gently took T /I to the car (opening the door to her in advance, why is she so romantic???!??!!! >-<) And getting into the driver's seat , next to Y/N

Y/N: thank you... And the bouquet is very beautiful! Thanks again..

Agafya only smiled toothily , showing her pure white and strangely sharp teeth

Agafia: You're welcome, I'll always protect моего кролика...

and again.. Two more words in Russian, someday T/I will ask what they mean , but not now.

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After a while , they drove up to a fashionable , and obviously very expensive restaurant . Agafya got out of the car , and opening her door carefully helped her out of it , and put her arm around her shoulders .

The girls entered the restaurant , And some guy... Apparently, the manager asked if they had reserved seats, but then looking at Agafya's face, he turned slightly pale , and said it:

Manager: Uh... ah.... Haha... I-It's you, Miss. Langer f-for you, we a-always have a t-table..

weird... Why is this guy stuttering? Perhaps Agafya has some kind of not very bad reputation...? Well , nothing , so far we don't have to jump to conclusions... Yes...?

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They sat down at a table, and the menu was brought to them...

Agafya: order what you want, dear..

HAAAAA?!!??! WHAT DID SHE CALL HER NOW?!!!?!! Y/N blushes visibly and nods slightly... WHY ARE THE PRICES SO HIGH HERE?!!??? WHAT THE HELL ???

As if reading her thoughts, Agafya said

Agafya: don't worry, your order won't affect my finances, for your information, I earn not so little, don't worry about that.

Y/N, still nervous when the waiter came up, ordered (your favorite dish) and (your favorite drink) . And Agafya ordered herself a steak , and a bottle of wine...

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All the time they were being served the order, they started talking and Y/N found out that Agafya's favorite color is (the color of your eyes). In fact, she is 30 years old, her exact height is 195 centimeters. She is half German and half Russian, and used to wrestle, but she gave it up... And this is clear from her muscles, which stand out against the background of her turtleneck!.. Stop!!!Stop!! What is she thinking about?.. Y/N blushes slightly, and the waiter brings their dishes and fills their glasses with wine.

Agafia raises her glass and says:

Agafia: for us , and for this evening.

They clinked their glasses....

The evening flew by unnoticed.... Just like the bottle of wine , Y/N and Agafya got into the car (or rather , Agafya carried Y/N in her arms , since she had drunk too much) and then everything was vaguely remembered...

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The next morning, she woke up with a headache and a dry throat... But she felt that something soft was pressed against her face....and a large and warm palm was stroking her back.. She opens her eyes and sees that SHE 'S SITTING ON AGAFYA 'S LAP , IN HER OWN APARTMENT !!! And Agafya is not sleeping at this time, and calmly strokes her back ...

Agafya: oh, did you finally wake up?

Y/N immediately shudders in shock and tries to get off Agafya's lap, but she hugs her with her free hand around her waist ..

Agafya: Well... well.... Stop twitching, you were sleeping so sweetly... And yes, don't worry, there was nothing between us, and you didn't do anything wrong when you were drunk.

Y/N calms down slightly.

Y/N: but then why are we in my apartment...? And why am I sitting on your lap..?

Agafya: everything is easy and simple. Since I drank one glass of wine and you finished the rest of the bottle, you got very drunk. And I took you home, but while I was bringing you to your apartment, you passed out in my arms.. And you looked so cute in your sleep that I just couldn't help but stay.

Y/N finally calmed down.. But... Stop. DID SHE STAY UP ALL NIGHT AND STARE AT HER?!??! Okay... It's creepy but... Okay...?

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After 30 minutes, she was already sitting in her kitchen, illuminated by the bright morning sun and eating the breakfast that Agafya had prepared for her .

(Y/N finishing): Everything was very tasty... Thank you so much..

Y/N got up and was going to take the dirty breakfast plates to wash them, BUT!!! Agafya picked her up like a princess, and carried her to the sofa with the words "rest a little." BUT TAKE A BREAK FROM WHAT ?!!??!!!

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From that day on, their life together began... Their dates became more frequent and became daily. And they got a very....uh... how to say... "a pleasant ending". Agafya now drove every day, and came to work for Y/N... And even these terrible gifts and notes in her house stopped! Perhaps Agafya scared her creepy stalker!! AND THE TWO OF THEM STARTED DATING!!! Y/N hoped with all her heart that they would have a normal relationship...

To be continued >^<

write your impressions in the comments ;)

Моего кролика : my bunny

[colddelusionsheep]

To add more to the hunger games idea. Think of the head game maker falling for you. And to make it easier for me, I will make it an oc.

She got to her position with through her own merits. She had a couple of hunger games under her belt. Cold and calculating are what people describe her to be.

This year would be her crowning achievement. She would watch the reapings with a bored interest. When it was time for the district 12 tributes to be picked she almost felt sorry for them.

They almost had no chance of winning, not that really anyone won in the games except for her.

As your name was called her heart stopped at the sight of you. She had never seen someone so intoxicating. The way your lashes got wet with the tears. The way your tried to hold back choked sobs. They way you looked towards what she could only assume was your family for help. It was all so.... addicting.

She wanted to see more of it. She needed to she more if it. Maybe her plans for her games could be..... modified a bit. Just so she could see more of your lovely tears.

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One day I will make my posts longer. I also might open up requests soon. Would y'all like that?

[married-to-google-translater]

Yandere Minerva "Minnie" Mouse headcanon

Minnie is an obsessive, clingy and delusional yandere.

She really believes that you two are in a normal relationship.

You really don't get time alone.

It feels like Minnie is always with you.

She will literally drown you in love.

To the love you don't necessarily want.

"Because of reasons".

Minnie is really stubborn.

She believes you are in a relationship so you are in a relationship.

Nothing useless like your freedom of choice will prevent her.

Abduction probably won't happen in this "relationship".

Everyone just believes you're dating.

Because why would Minnie lie about it?

Similarly, there are no penalties either.

But Minnie certainly limits your freedom of choice.

She is your lover and surely knows what is best for you.

Usually, Minnie is not jealous.

Just because she is always with you and you don't get to talk to others that much.

Also lot kiss and hugs...

you wanted them or not

[lovelywongie]

Yandere Midnight comforting!

,,There, there shh it's okay, I'm here"

,, Come here sweetie"

,,Are you okay? Do you need a hug"

She will always have a plushie for you for that situations when crying.

Before kidnapping you, when she was projecting the perfect room for you she included the space for ✨SWEETS✨ and yeah she knows that it is not best way to regulate feelings but hey who said you can't.

Writing streak: 2 Day

[pwuppy20]

praying for a possessive dilf who's only nice to me who's tall and has nice veiny hands and who handles my attitude with their words

[funnyexel]

it's the stalker.

he was entranced.

by you.

the way your breasts moved freely under your shirt as you fumbled with your curtains after experiencing a brief moment of eye contact. It was heaven. he felt like he died ascended and descended all in a matter of seconds. he couldn't ask for more in the moment. seeing your irises widen then focus on his distant figure, in a split of fear.

but you.

you were alarmed. alarmed by the staring of a random man. you hastily undid your curtains and shut them as fast as you could. quickly your body took you to your door and make sure you locked it. you took a much needed breath but that didn't stop your chest from violently moving up and down. your heart pounding in your ears as you leaned against the door briefly before leaving to go back to what you were previously doing.

you thought that eye contact was bad. but it got worse. you didn't think when bags and bags of things kept showing up to your door. at first small packages that you mindlessly brought inside your home, then, undisguised bags of luxury items and items you wanted but wouldn't buy just as yet. you were warned not to open them but you couldn't help but peek.

and they were real. actual items in the bags and you had to check. something in you told you that this couldn't be real. but it surely was.

you still didn't open or wear a thing. it infuriated him. he didn't buy you these things for them to collect dust. but, besides this, he needs to see you. he's aching for you. so he does.

there you were obliviously window shopping because he knows you're too goddamn responsible to buy the things you want. he watched as you paced up and down the isle. analyzing the clothing and silently cursing to yourself when you check the tag. it made his chest rumble from a quiet chuckle. those leggings you wore hugged your body and infatuated your hips to give you a delicious figure.

oh

you bent over to pick up a shirt you knocked it off the hanger and he got the perfect view of your ass. the movement itself was quick and ridded with embarrassment from making something fall. but it still made his trousers annoyingly tight as he gazed at you.

he couldn't hold himself back anymore. he walked into the store. knowing exactly where you were as he walked in nonchalantly. he seemed confident to anyone around, but inside, he was just trembling. he was turning into where you clearly were but you were leaving at the same time, your shoulder nearly brushed against his as you pasted each other. he could feel the heat of your body past him and he could smell the sweet scent of vanilla coming off your person and he nearly rolled his eyes back.

you were too much for his own good.

and just like that you walked out the door like he was nobody. but he knew you felt it, felt that spark when you glided by one another. it was an electric surge and he couldn't rid it from his body. this lead him to pick up everything that caught your eye in the store and buy it.

he was an irresponsible child when it came to you and materialistic things, but he could care less. money comes and goes, he thought. and you are one in a lifetime for him.

he was nervous around you, popping up at places you least expected it and getting ignored by you only fueled his efforts. and he benefited from it. he talked to you.

he talked to you.

it was brief, like every other interaction you had, but it was an everlasting moment in his mind. you bumped into him this time. oh, how much joy he felt when your warm body clashed with his. it even took you a second longer to detach from him than it would a normal person. you were all over him and he knew it.

you politely said excuse me and stared into his eyes. he couldn't even blink, afraid he would miss a single moment in your presence. he imagined you looking back at him when you walked away and even fantasized that there was a smile on your face but who could even be so sure?

him?

not when he was laying down and imagining you were watching him, just as he was stalking watching you. one hand slithering under his boxers to palm himself while the other held his chest. right where you bumped into him. he contemplated never taking off the sweater, let alone washing it. but that had no space in his mind now. it was too busy thinking of you and your alluring scent.

stroking himself to you alone, he could imagine your warmth against him. your mouth, your tits and of course that hole. any one he wanted. because he knew what he meant to you. he was your prize, just as you were his. he had to work for you and you had to work for him. if that means he has to spend nights just aching and pleading for you, then so be it. he needs you. he needs you so bad it can kill him.

and when the time is right, he will come and see you.

he will break those pathetic petty locks of yours and enter your room. he will peel back those layers of sheets you use to cover that lovely body, and his fingers will run down your body, leaving goosebumps in its wake. he will hook his fingers on your skimpy underwear and pull them down to your ankles.

and he will fuck you.

some more stories

a/n: inspired by a dream and no. I cannot elaborate.

[zuble]

my slay the princess oc, The Devotee. she's a chapter 3 version of the Damsel, in an au where you convince her to stab herself (to make you happy ofc.) (she had to try three times before hitting her heart.) i went for an almost bridal appearance.

you wake up on the path in the woods with a long chain around your wrist, only to follow it to the cabin basement, to find the other end of the chain around her wrist. her eyes are made of glass, and when her "true form" is revealed, she breaks, and a chain bursts from one of her scars, attempting to trap your heart as well. since she's a chapter 3 princess i didn't want her to stay too "human." blood drips from her mouth when she speaks. idk it's edgy and fun.

[heartfullofleeches]

horny ghost lady yan......horny ghost yan who posseses a loser failgirl yan to win over the affection of their mutual obsession - the kind neighbor next door who cooks dinner for her sometimes because she can't even boil water without starting a fire

[theantichrists-blog]

[yandere-writer-momo]

Monster F-er Anon

What is the list of Marisa’s Kinks?

I need more content about the amazing ✨Lesbian Woman✨ on your blog

You dirty dog. You know damn well she loves her cute, little pillow princess

Marisa’s Kinks:

Tribbing/ Frottage. She will scissor you until you’re in tears and begging her to stop. She won’t until the sheets under you are saturated in your mixed juices

Spanking. The soft jiggle of your ass when her palm harshly slaps against it is so cute. She adores the red welts she leaves on your bottom as you babble incoherently

Dacryphilia. Marisa runs her split tongue down your cheeks to lick your tears away. She loves the salty taste

Fingering. Her fingers are long and thick enough to fill you much better than your own. And she’s quite skilled with them

Nipple Play. She loves to suck on your nipples until you’re in tears and begging her for her strap. She’s especially fond if you suck on hers. The metal piercings on her pink nipples taste like pennies

Strap On Play. She’s merciless in her thrusts and she’ll have you seeing stars as she drills into the perfect, spongy spot. She has that strap delusion and may occasionally refer to it as her dick (may also mention getting you pregnant from time to time in the heat of the moment)

Oral. She’s more so a giver than a receiver (but she won’t stop you from eating her out or sucking on her strap). She’s easily pussy drunk on your fluids and scent. It’s her favorite thing to do, especially if she knows there’s someone else in the room beside yours…

Exhibitionism. She’s not afraid to have sex in public with the chance do someone seeing you two. Only issues is she doesn’t want anyone to actually see you so blissed out but her (she’ll chase them down and beat them up). It’s the thrill of potentially getting caught

Toys. She has a large collection of them. And she’s willing to try ever. Single. One. With you. She’ll even buy more if you want something specific (like a double ended dildo)

Hickies. She loves to leave marks of her affection on you. She’s an extremely possessive lover. Expect her to bite you all the time to show you she loves you .

After Care. It’s so important and she makes sure you’re taken care of after she overstimulated you to made you cry. She’ll take a bath with you and hand feed you snacks. Marisa adores cuddling

She may try anal if you want to, but she’s not a fan. Nor would she ever want to have a threesome (especially if a man is involved). Marisa hates sharing

[ilovespec]

A loving but dangerous winter ~

|yandere serial killer × shy reader | the last part .

Warnings: Yandere is too beautiful!!! flirtatious behavior, description of violence, description of death, description of violent death, size difference, age difference, just a rich yandere.

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From the moment Y/N and Agafya started dating, Y/N's life is to put it mildly.... Changed. She has more clothes.. She started eating more, walking more... And even bad or aggressive customers stopped coming , to her delight !!! And they finally stopped pestering her on the street , or in the subway ! Since her girlfriend Agafya gave her a ride in the car ...

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Today Agafya was wearing a dark grey turtleneck.. a black coat..black trousers with a leather belt.. white gloves and high lace-up boots.

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Today, Agafya invited Y/N on a date!! She met Y/N after her shift at the cafe, and Y/N gave her a red rose... And because of this, Agafya had to call her personal driver. And while they were driving , the entire face and exposed areas of Y/N's neck were covered with traces of Agafya's red lipstick ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).. Surprisingly, the bar was half-empty on this noisy evening...And relaxing and pleasant music was playing in it . Putting her arms around Y/N's waist (having wiped all traces of lipstick from her face in advance), they calmly took a place at the bar

Barmaid: Oooh! Who do I see! ~ Agafia Langer ~ Ohoho~ And you're lucky ~ what a sweet and charming girlfriend you have.. ~

The barmaid arched in front of the counter, and stretched out her palm intending to touch Y/N's cheek. But !!! Immediately, this strange female bartender almost fell on her ass, due to the fact that Agafya FIRMLY AND ROUGHLY grabbed her wrist.

Agafia: Erba... Don't you dare touch my Y/N.

A barmaid named Erba: Oh-oh-oh!~ We've just started a relationship, and you're already so close to your baby ~ how cute... Well, do you like it as usual?

Agafya nods irritably , sitting down next to Y/N , and pulling her to her

Agafya: What are you going to do, baby?

Y/N blushes slightly

Y/N: Well... uh... I'll have (any of your favorite drinks) please..

A barmaid named Erba: of course, of course ~ for the sake of such a cutie, and my old friend, I'll do it in a minute ~

Erba pours whiskey and coke for Agafya and (your favorite drink for Y/N)

A barmaid named Erba: here~

Erba started to go to the back room but!! Before going to the back room, she takes Y/N by the wrist and KISSES HER PALM , PUTTING IN A PIECE OF PAPER WITH HER PHONE NUMBER!!

Erba: call me if you want to have a good evening-

Erba abruptly stops talking when she sees Agafya looking at her, and guffawing like a hyena goes into the back room. Agafya sighs irritably , and finishes his whiskey and Coke IN ONE POWERFUL GULP , gets up from her seat, and holds out her hand

Agafia: Let's go home, there's nothing for us to do here.

Y/N is slightly scared , because of her recent look, takes her hand , they leave the bar and get into the car...

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When they arrived at Y/N's house, Agafya immediately stripped down to her underwear, which she always did when she came home to Y/N (which always confused her a lot, but gave her a few seconds to admire Agafya's scars, muscles and tattoos) and Agafya went into the shower ...

(After 30 minutes)

Agafya returned from the shower, picked up Y/N AS IF SHE DIDN'T WEIGH A DAMN THING (she always does that) and carried her to the bed. They lay down together, and Agafya , burying her face in the curve of Y/N's neck, and wrapping her with her muscular, scarred and tattooed arms, they both fell asleep...

And in the morning... While Agafya was cooking breakfast, Y/N was watching the news and saw and heard it...

News Anchor: Today at 6 a.m., the body of an employee of a local bar was found under the bridge on the embankment, both her hands were cut off.. The eyes were torn out , numerous fractures were found , and to be brief. She was killed violently.

Next, a close-up photo was shown... IT WAS ERBA'S BODY!!!! But why...? and who did it...?! The TV turned off, Agafya turned it off.

Agafya: do not watch such news before eating, otherwise you will kill your appetite with such horrors.

Unexpectedly for Agafya , Y/N wrapped her arms around Agafya's hard , scarred and tattooed body , and buried her face in her chest..

Y/N: I feel sorry for you.. darling... after all, she was your old friend...

unnoticed by Y/N, but Agafya's blue eyes are ominous They flashed , and she gently grabbed her armpits and sat her down on a chair before breakfast

Agafya: Yeah...I'm.. sorry

Agafya somehow made a grimace of remorse . But for Y/N, she was sincere.

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After this incident... Everyone who somehow upset, offended or insulted Y/N was found murdered... In such cruel ways... And sometimes even in their own homes... Their hands were missing.... Legs... Eyes....Any possible body parts disappeared from them... Even some internal organs..And because of this, Y/N even began to leave the house less often , which was only to Agafya's delight...

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It was February 13th..

Agafya couldn't pick her up tonight.. Because, according to her, she had a "business meeting.". That's why, at the moment, Y/N was walking on the subway... Looking through their photos together ..Because of them, Y/N walked with a soft smile on her face... AND ABRUPTLY !!! Someone grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and dragged her into the bushes... Holding a knife to her throat.. It was some kind of.. It is clear that he was not only intoxicated... But also in the narcotic...

(?) maniac: Hey...doll... You'd better take off your clothes and don't resist... If you don't want the consequences.. ~

SUDDENLY ! The sound of a gunshot was heard in the air , and this half-maniac fell holding his shoulder...

(the unknown maniac howled in pain)

And out of the alley... Agafya came out !!! With a gun in his hand ! She gently pushed Y/N behind her back, with a grimace of anger... no.. The monstrous rage on her face..

Agafia: Honey... It's better to step aside..

Y / N stepped back a couple of meters and AGAFYA BEGAN TO BEAT AND THROW THIS NEDO MANIAC AGAINST THE WALLS AND ASPHALT LIKE A RAG DOLL!!! And she did it until he was almost minced meat....Unable to stand it, Y/N burst into tears when Agafya came up and hugged her, and stupidly... Y/N passed out in her arms....

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The 14th of February.

The next morning...

she woke up in her bed.. There was a small cut on her throat after yesterday's incident.. But it is clear that it was processed (Agafya) and we all already know who brought Y/N to her house (BINGO Agafya.) which is strange.... Agafya was not there..But there was a note on a beautiful heart-shaped box! The note read:

"My sweet Y/N. In this box, there is your gift for February 14th. Breakfast is in the kitchen, on the table.

With love, Agafya >3<"

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Y/N carefully opened the gift box, in anticipation... But shoke threw her to the other side of the room... The letter "I" was written in blood in the box... Human.... A real heart... THAT WAS STILL FUCKING BEATING!!! and to the right of it is the inscription "You". Also in blood.... And only now did Y/N understand... Who killed all these people....

THE END !!!!

I hope you enjoyed all 3 parts of this story, I am very happy that you guys who read my moronic stories appreciate my "work"💋❤

here is a little additional content on this story:

Erba Bartender:

(strictly in confidence , she will be in the next story ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

Name: Erba

Age: 25 years old

Height: 193 centimeters

She used to go to wrestling with Agafya

pronouns: she/her

Orientation: lesbian

Job now: bartender

Job before : Sniper .

Nationality: Italian

Loves: forests, mountains , her beloved and sleep

Dislikes : violent drunks , understatement of wages and when it 's too quiet

Erba × Y/N × Agafya

[bunnygirllover45]

In regards to the Love Cat post, what is the boi’s name?

His name is Johann. He's kinda my sona but also not, I just use him to represent my tastes and uh... fetishes, that's it. Also, his design is based on how I look irl, so that's why he's such a basic bitch. Don't worry though, I'm not such a deranged guy irl; I go to university he's a fucking neet.

[azurlily]

Guess whose not dead?!

(This is an actual post with a character, just scroll down to the pink bow if you don't want to read this.)

I was in and out of the hospital for a long time. I'm sorry I haven't been writing, but I'm doing so much better. I've closed requests so I can catch up on the ones I currently need to do.

I also wanted to mention some of the newer works(that AREN'T being requested) that I plan to make will probably be either smut or darker stuff. It's a way for me to cope and I enjoy writing altogether.

Yandere!CEO x Fem!Reader

Morena(yan!ceo) x fem!reader

Synopsis: You're a young woman working in the tech industry, you know people(mostly men) don't take you seriously. Due to the constant stress of needing to be better (just to be considered good) you are constantly anxious and jittery, you've also developed a depressive mindset and you consistently struggle with taking your medication.

You just got a new job by a large, female owned, tech company! You thought you'd feel better and you wouldn't have to deal with a toxic environment. You were dead wrong; your boss is a bitch and expects constant perfection and no less. You were just barely able to make it under her radar, until she starts going through files- and you find yourself in her office with a deal you just aren't allowed to refuse.

Not like you can refuse a demon after all?

TW: Non-consensual kissing and physical touch, somewhat mentions future kidnapping.

The reader is kissed(while under a spell that takes away will-power from their body) and is forced to sign a contract against their wishes.

You stand quietly, with your hands in front of you- clasped together so tightly you'd think you were about to get in your knees and pray. But no, instead you were ready to beg to not be fired.

That's what this was right? You were getting fired and your horrible, asshole, bitch-faced boss wanted to say it to your face. You could cry, you almost did on the way here.

Yet as much as you wish you weren't in this situation, as much as you wish you could repent for whatever you did; you genuinely have no idea why you've been called here. You've never gotten a write up, all your reports are clean and bug free, and you work well with seemingly everyone.

You stand face forward, staring at the woman who decides wether you get to eat for the next month. The same woman who while you hate her, you can't -no you won't- deny her beauty. You-

"Hello?! Do you hear me or are you too busy pissing yourself to pay attention?"

You look down, wondering if you genuinely did pee yourself, only to see dry pants and floor. You look back up at her and she gives you the look of someone who both wants to laugh and yell(not in the good way).

You wondered if there was something who had tried to sue her for how rude she was. I'm sure there could be some sort of case, as long as there was proof. Hell, even witnesses would do.

"Sorry, ma'am. What exactly is it you called me for? Has my team done something wrong, did we miss some meeting, or did-"

She stands up, slamming her hand on the desk so loudly it echoes. You nearly jump out of your skin- was she going to hit you?!

"Be quiet. I can't handle you prattling on like a cow. I'm not firing you, nor am I firing anyone on your team. In fact, it's quite the opposite. Oh and please- call me Miss Morena. Thank you."

Oh she is definitely a condescending bitch.

You thought for a moment, 'quite the opposite'. So you aren't getting fired, hell you may be getting a raise! Maybe Morena wasn't so bad of a boss. Maybe she just likes hard workers.

"Thank you, ma- Miss Morena. If I may ask: does this mean I'm getting a promotion?"

Morena smiles, not the smile you give someone when they're right about something. The smile you give when you're a fox, and you've just cornered the bunny you've been trying to catch.

"Yes, a promotion of sorts. I actually have a contract for you, but I can give you the gist and read the rest to you later."

Morena pulls an inch thick stack of papers from the desk. She sets them aside with a pen and slowly steps out from the desk. Morena signals you to come closer, but you only take a few steps forward. You could practically feel how badly this situation was going to go.

As Morena got closer, you began to feel more compelled to make eye contact with her. Like someone was whispering into the back of you mind, telling you to look up. To look into the beautiful blue eyes that Miss Morena holds. To never look away; keep your eyes on hers.

Don't look away from me. I always get what I want and that isn't changing anytime soon, little rabbit.

"Well I've been looking over employee information and I noticed you moved from very, very many jobs before you got to this one. Never staying in one place. I never really liked people like that, and from what I've seen, people like that have done the same with my company. Now I hope -very strong word here- that someone with skills like yours wouldn't do something to this company. I hope that you'd stay, willingly of course. You would stay willingly, right?"

Of course you would, you never had any interest in leaving. You planned to stay past the one year mark, past the time where everyone would get raises in order to ensure you were getting a that this place was a good opportunity. You loved it here, you loved you teammates, your boss, you loved the office building itself.

"Of course I'm staying, Miss Morena. I would never leave."

The words coming out of your mouth felt robotic, they felt like you were lying to yourself and others. Like you were in your body, but you weren't the one speaking.

"Good girl, now go over to my desk and sign you name on all of those papers. Don't read them, you don't need to. You can put all your trust in me."

You did exactly as you were told, you signed every paper with you signature. You didn't even think, your body was moving like second nature. You had this warm feeling in your gut, this safe and controlled feeling. You like feeling like this- don't you?

You hear some shuffling behind you and yet you can't turn around to see what's going on. You only hear a voice.

"You know while your under I guess I can explain. You can't really yell at me or try to run away, so I can speak my peace. You're going to be the newest human I suck the life out of! But hey, for the next few months you'll get to live lavishly and without fear of anything. Other than me of course!"

Your brain registered what she was saying, but you couldn't respond. What were you doing to do? What could you do?

"Come here bunny."

You turn around and walk straight into Morena's arms. She gently grabs your face, you just noticed three of her fingers on her left hand have been filed down. Meanwhile the nails on her right hand, as well as her pinky and thumb on her left, are long and colorful.

Morena pulls you closer to her, her lips ghosting over your mouth. You feel her press her lips to yours and you get an overwhelming feeling of disgust wash over you. You feel nothing but utterly dirty as she kisses you, you feel like someone's just stabbed you and is trying to clean the wound to make themselves feel better about the act.

Your eyes are wide open the entire time, so you watch Morena go from kissing you deeply to pulling back in what looks to be shock. Her pupils dilate slowly, her eyes relaxing and you see nothing but black take over.

"Oh...oh you're much too sweet to kill."

Morena gently moves you head to the side pressing her tounge against your neck. You feel her shiver and watch as she pulls back with a dark smile on her face.

"I take back what I said about you enjoying these next couple of months. . . You'll get to enjoy such pleasures for the rest of your life. With me."

You let your body process her words this time, you don't know how to react. Instead you feel your eyes wet themselves, your expression hadn't even changed. And yet, you were crying. Morena notices almost immediately and you watch her face distort itself into a disdainful look of annoyance, until it twists into one of sadistic pity.

"Oh, shh, bunny. Hush now, stop those tears. I'll take the spell down once were home, in my home you wont be able to run away. So you can have a tantrum all you want there. I know you don't like me right now, you maybe even hate me, but give it some time. You'll realise you need someone, and I'm the best you'll be getting for the rest of your pathetic human life."

Everything goes black after that.

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— “ SIGNATURE RED ”  Vampire au / Suggestive / Gender neutral reader a/n : ok so I haven't wrote in so long—this is not my best work.

Rough calloused hands caressed your face, her fingertips tracing the outline of your jaw, slowly luring you closer to her, the scent of Arlecchino's perfume filled your senses, numbing your mind of its thoughts and rationality, the pattern of her breathing sounded almost like a soothing melody to your lucid mind so much so, that you almost wished—prayed even, that your breathing would pause altogether, just so you could hear her more clearly and let her voice engulf your senses—body and mind— 

You could barely think, especially not when you felt her warm lips on yours, her teeth gently tug at your lips, her hands now in your hair, tugging at it harshly. Her kisses were sloppy and harsh the moment she gained entry . . . her lipstick smudged onto lips, leaving a stain, marking you in her signature red.

Her hands trailed down to your waist letting her fingertips trail over the heated patch of skin before squeezing it harshly, she grinned in-between kisses as she heard you gasp, her pupils dilating slightly due to her sheer excitement, her cross-shaped pupils glowing a vivid almost enchanting red.

You felt her sharp—claw-like—nails dig into the soft flesh of your waist, her grip only tightening as you squirm. She watches as the new formed bruise flushed red, gently tracing the nail marks, as she lets you catch your breath. She then slowly pulled you into her lap—hands still on your thighs, as she mumbled something you couldn’t quite make out in your ears. 

Her lips travel its way downwards, leaving a trail of bright red lipstick stains in it’s path, her fingertips tracing small circles on your temple, as if to distract you for a moment, before she finally bites down, her fangs digging into the soft flesh of your neck . . .

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