#might try latch-hooking I did one of those kits as a kid it should be easy right

[pearl-kite]

rug hooking, hnggg

[megan-is-mia]

Since Rook's SSR is coming soon, can i request nsfw for him with manipulative yandere prompt 8? Also with hunter and prey stuff?

8. “You’ll be safe as long as you stay with me.” (Yandere! Rook Hunt x Fem! Reader) (WARNING NFSW AND NON-CON AHEAD) She should have felt honored to be invited. Night Raven College’s Fall Ball was only for 3rd years and honor-roll 2nd years. So there should have been no reason for (Y/n) to find herself at the prestigious event. Yet for some reason that she could not figure, the Pomefiore vice-dorm leader Rook Hunt had asked her to be his date. She should have refused and if she’d known what would happen she would have. Instead she’d been so flummoxed that the older boy had asked her, that she simply accepted his proposal. Now she was here, at a party where she could not recognize a single face. Not even her own face looked like hers under all the make-up that had been caked upon it. The petticoat under her dress itched and her shoes felt too tight. This night was turning out to be miserable and worst of all Rook seemed unaware of her plight. The blonde seemed to only be focused on the gayety of the event and couldn’t stop smiling like a Cheshire Cat. It wasn’t until (Y/n) squeezed his arm tightly that he seemed to remember she was accompanying him at this gathering. “Where are my manners? I shouldn’t let my mind and eye wander so when I have such a lovely thing on my arm” Rook said directing his gaze on (Y/n) and grinning. “Would you honor me with a dance Mademoiselle?” he said already pulling (Y/n) towards the dance floor regardless of her answer. Mercifully the music was a slow waltz, allowing (Y/n) to simply sway to the beat as Rook’s hand rested on her waist to guide her. In another situation it might have felt romantic but all (Y/n) could think about was how she must have stuck out compared to the other students. Her thoughts were interrupted by Rook’s arm suddenly tightening and pressing her flush against his chest making her forehead bump against his collarbone. (Y/n) went stiff as a board at this move, hardly breathing for the risk of breathing in the blonde’s cologne. Regaining control over her limbs at last, (Y/n) abruptly shoved at Rook’s chest to escape his grip and scampered out of the ballroom with many judging eyes on her fleeing figure. Wandering down the hallway to the bathroom she slipped inside and collapsed against the sink. Staring at her made-up reflection (Y/n) frowned and began frantically scrubbing away at her face. Using a combination of water from the sink and paper towels she was able to clean her face of most the makeup. Sure her skin was rubbed raw in a few spots but she felt like herself again and smiled weakly. Stepping out of her itchy petticoat and tight shoes brought a bigger smile to her face and a deep sigh of relief left her lips. After a few more minutes of collecting herself in the bathroom went by before she stepped back into the hallway and received a nasty surprise. “I thought you might do that” Rook said from his spot leaning against the opposite wall of the hallway to the bathroom. “Sorry for overwhelming you, why don’t we get you home (Y/n)” he added standing straight and offering his arm to the girl. “I can get back to (F/d) on my own thanks” (Y/n) said shaking her head and trying to put her foot down on the third-year’s offer. Ignoring her words, Rook took her hand anyways and began walking to the building’s exit. “Nonsense, it’d be bad behavior for a gentleman like myself to let my date walk home alone” Rook said cheerfully giving (Y/n)’s hand a squeeze as they walked. (Y/n) let out a defeated sigh and resigned herself to enduring the blonde’s presence for a little longer. They walked in silence until the girl had an abrupt revelation. “Hey this isn’t the way to (F/d)... where are we going Hunt?” (Y/n) said mildly perplexed and tried to pull from Rook whose grip became iron as she tried to move. “I’m not kidding let go of me! Where are you taking me!” (Y/n) said continuing to struggle frantically. The boy’s grip remained unforgiving as he came to a sudden stop. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been watch you (Y/n)?” Room said quietly as he gazed down at the girl. “I’ve been very patient you know, an entire year of being patient and climbing the ranks so I could invite you to the Ball without interference. And now I intend to take you back to Pomefiore so we can finish our first date with a bang” he continued with a low-pitched chuckle, the double meaning of his final sentence obvious to the frightened girl. “However since I am a gentleman, I will give you a chance to refuse. If you can make it across the forest back to your dorm without being caught I’ll leave you alone, forever if you so choose” Rook said lightly. “However if I catch you, I get to take you back to Pomefiore, and you’ll transfer out of (F/d) come tomorrow” he added squeezing her hand again. “Although if you give up now and come back to my dorm willingly I might be willing to let you stay in (F/d) instead of transferring to Pomefiore. The choice is yours” Rook went on with a grin as he wrapped a hand around (Y/n)’s waist. Without a moment’s hesitation, (Y/n) wriggled away from the blonde and started running cursing the fact her shoes had been left at the dance hall. “Ah, so you intent to try and make a break for it? Wonderful I love a good hunt” Rook called out after her. He did not immediately give chase, afterall it was more fun when his prey thought they stood a chance of outwitting a hunter like him. After a long moment he sprang into action with an excited grin on his face. For a long time the only sound (Y/n could hear was the sound of her own thumping heart and twigs cracking under her feet. But here was another sound barely acknowledged by her frightened a whizzing sound that turned out to be crossbow bolts flying by her head before becoming embedded in nearby trees. Rook wasn’t just hunting her in a metaphoric sense she suddenly realized, he had magicked up a crossbow and was legitimately trying to hunt her. Another bolt went flying and there was an abrupt rush of pain in (Y/n)’s leg as the projectile lodged into her flesh. The girl toppled over, the bolt having hit a vital spot that made her helpless as the hunter drew closer. “Oh (Y/n) how I do hate to see you cry” Rook drawled lowering his crossbow before returning it to its holster on his back . “But don’t you see? You’ll be safe as long as you stay with me, just let me take care of you and everything will be fine” he went on scooping (Y/n) up and cradling her her in his arms as they made their way out of the forest and up the front stairs to Pomefiore then inside. (Y/n) was in too much pain to fight back as Rook set her on his bed and retrieved a first aid kit to treat her wounded leg. However once he was finished patching her up, his grip did not loosen on her leg. In fact he began kissing up the length of it to the top of her thigh under her dress. “Now will I have to rip this pretty dress of yours up or will you take it off willingly for me?” Rook cooed resting his cheek on (Y/n)’s thigh and grinning up at her. Reluctantly the girl reached back behind her to try and undo the buttons of the dress but her fingers shook to much to achieve anything. “I can’t get the buttons to cooperate!” (Y/n) squeaked out fearful that Rook would take her actions as resistance and destroy the dress. However he only smiled again and sat up reaching around to undo the buttons without looking. As the dress fell off (Y/n)’s shoulder and came to rest around her waist Rook buried his head between her breasts. “Naughty girl, not wearing a bra to such a classy event” Rook purred kissing the skin between her boobs almost reverently. “I’m thankful you didn’t go commando too, I don’t think I could stand the knowledge of all those people seeing you without underpants” he went on continuing to pepper kisses against her skin. “It wasn’t like that! The dress had a built-in-bra! I’m not that kind of girl!” (Y/n) protested trying to weakly push Rook away her cheeks flushed a vibrant pink. The blonde ignored her good-naturedly as he lifted her hips up to slide the dress down to her thighs and then off onto the floor. “Of course you’re not, you’re my kind of girl is what you are” Rook said looking down hungrily at the panties concealing (Y/n)’s last shred of decency and licked his lips. However he restrained himself and underdressed himself down to only his undergarments as well. He noticed with satisfaction that (Y/n)’s eyes couldn’t help being attracted to the bulge in his boxers. Rook hooked a finger under the waistband of (Y/n)’s panties dragging them down her legs as his mouth latched onto one of her tits and he sucked. The hand that had removed her underwear returned to poke and prod at her cunt to loosen her up for his cock. The other hand took up residency on her other breast pinching and teasing it relentlessly. (Y/n) tried to keep her voice down, not wanting to have anyone find out she was here and humiliate her further. Unwillingly she began bucking her hips down on Rook’s finger as it was joined by the rest of his fingers as he stretched her carefully. Once her muscles had mostly relaxed he pulled his hand free to discard his boxers and used her fluids to lube up his cock before he lined himself up to thrust into her. “Try to breath for me (Y/n) and stay relaxed this will only hurt as much as you make it” Rook drawled as he began to sink into her pussy with a low groan. Almost immediately she tensed up against him before going limp and allowing him further entry. The blonde pressed kisses to her cheeks and lips in an effort to keep her distracted from the pain until he bottomed out in her. Rook’s thrusts were slow and steady forcing (Y/n) to feel every minuet sensation of the experience. At first her hands were clenched into fists and her nails dug into her palms as she twitched in agonizing pleasure until Rook forced her hands open. Placing one on his back and holding the other with his own he grinned down at her. “If you’re so determined to dig your nails into something why don’t you try me hmm?” Rook purred, his thrusts picking up speed a little but remaining steady and pleasure giving. Obediently (Y/n) dug her nails into the male’s flesh making a painful spike of pleasure go through his system goading him into speeding up again until the bed was shaking beneath them.

To her credit (Y/n) remained quiet through the whole endevour even as her head lolled back and her mouth hung wide as an orgasm rolled over her and was soon followed by Rook’s cum filling her as he came as well. The blonde pulled out of her and cleaned the both of them up before slipping under the covers with her held close to his chest. “Of all the beautiful creatures I’ve hunted you are the most satisfying catch I’ve ever had. I can’t wait to show you off to my dormmates tomorrow at breakfast” Rook said sleepily as he nuzzled the back of (Y/n)’s neck and drifted off to sleep. The girl did not find rest until well after midnight when her eyelids finally fell shut and she had peace for a few hours... THE END