#tw: glass

[lynxtheserval]

Hi! Can I request a Yandere Boombox X Fem Reader?

(tw: Lots of Yandere shit like holy hell I think I went crazy with this one tbh (like murder (probably), stalking, stabbing with a glass thingy, probably more) please don't read this if anything related to this scares or triggers you, brother I was wondering if I went a little crazy with this one)

Yandere!Boombox x Fem!Reader:

I loved writing this one ngl, his personality might be a little ooc cuz I've never written for Boombox before.

It may be a little better written in certain spots then others, this was made in multiple days.

I like to call him blocky Lucio (totally not a overwatch fan LMAO)

You were having a rough day. The casual old "wake up on the wrong side of the bed" thing.

First, you get in the shower when it's still cold. Freezing, even.

Second, you ran out of coffee to make at home, went to the local coffee shop just to have them get your order wrong twice. You didn't even get the right drink at the end, just taking what you got, you were in a rush after all.

Third, the past couple weeks you've been feeling watched, you assumed it was just anxiety but were never sure. The feeling was especially strong today.

Fourth, you ended up getting to work late, accidentally making your boss mad. Your boss wasn't a great person.

"Why the HELL are you late?!" Your boss yelled at you when he saw you walk through the employee only door, "I told you to be here over an hour ago!"

"I'm sorry sir," you started, "some stuff happened-"

"Some stuff, eh?" He interrupted, "like, what? Your parents died?"

"No but-"

"Then you have no right to be late!" He stomped off, leaving you to get to work. Apparently they were short-staffed today, as you work at one of those fancy restaurants a bunch of higher-ups go to. It was empty, so you didn't understand why he was so mad.

As you started cleaning up some of the tables, you heard the door open and a particular looking demon walked through. He was wearing a light green shirt with a slightly darker green tie, a baseball cap placed backwards on his head, 2 long green horns protruding from the sides of his head, but what stood out the most was his visor. A visor was placed over his eyes, bright green lights resembling eyes glowed from it, he seemed to be staring right at you. He saw you look at him, tilted his head slightly to the side and grinned at you.

You looked at him for a moment, then realized you should probably sit him down at a table. You walked over to him in a tired manner and asked,

"Hey welcome, just one or are more coming?"

He stared at you some more, and seemed to be observing your features, then realized you spoke to him. The eyes on his visor changed to a shocked realization expression.

"O-oh- you talking to me?" He pointed to himself.

You nodded slowly, getting partially creeped out by the long seconds of staring he seemed to be giving you.

"Yes..?"

He seemed to blush a tiny bit, then responded.

"Well- uhm- yeah! Just me! Haha! I'm Boombox, by the way." He laughed nervously, putting his hand up to his neck.

You raised an eyebrow, spoke,

"I'm Y/N."

And you got a menu and you motioned to Boombox to follow you to a table. You lead him to a table, a table for two. You placed the menu down on the table, then you went to go get water for him.

As you walked off, the man watched you. Your beautiful features, hair, eyes, everything about you was wonderful! As he saw you walk through the employee only door, he frowned. He hates when he can't see you. Boombox decided to get up and look into the window of the door.

As you walked into the break room, you took a deep breath and sat down to take a break. You laid your head down on the table and thought about the day you've had so far, and Boombox who was waiting for his drink.

The look he gave you, it was scary. Even through his visor, you could tell, he wanted something from you.

As you started to doze off farther, you felt someone slam their hand on the table. You shot your head up and saw your boss with an angry look.

As your boss yelled at you, Boombox watched you, and your dumb, sick, awful boss. He hummed and his eyes underneath the visor turned into a pissed, sadistic look. Your boss isn't going to like what's about to happen.

After your boss was finished yelling at you, you decided to leave. You were debating on quitting. As as you walked home, you still had that paranoid feeling, like something was wrong, really really wrong.

Back at the restaurant, your boss walked out of the break room, and Boombox was back at his table. He was staring directly at your boss, he waved his hand and smiled at him.

"Hey, could I get a water?" He asked, as calmly as he could manage.

Your boss muttered something along the lines of "she didn't even get the water.." and went to go get a glass cup.

Once the boss came back with the water and placed in on the table in front of Boombox, then Boombox grabbed it quickly, then stood up and approached the boss.

"You know, it's uh, kinda rude to yell at a person like that," he grinned and took a sip of the water, "especially Y/N, she's trying her best, yeah?"

The boss looked confused for a moment, "I have no idea what you're talking abo-" as Boombox splashed the cold water from the cup all over him.

"Oh yeah?" He hummed and grinned even more, "I saw the whole thing." Boombox shoved the boss down on the ground and threw the cup directly at the boss's face. It shattered.

Boombox laughed, crouched down and grabbed one of the larger shards from the broken glass, and started to stab the boss directly in the neck.

Back at your house, you sat down at your couch and cried, so much was happening today. After about five minutes of crying, you heard a knock on the door. You sniffed and walked over to the door, wiping your eyes and opening the door.

It was Boombox? Something felt off about him though, why was he holding a glass shard, covered in blood..? It took you a second to realize what was going on, you tried to slam the door shut but he blocked the door with his foot, smiled and pushed the door open with a lot of force.

"Hey sweetheart! Sorry about your dumb boss, I wanted to make sure you were okay after that!" He walked inside your apartment and closed the door behind him. You backed up in fear and tried to run away from him, but he grabbed your arm and pulled you closer to him. "Oh no no no! You're not leaving quite yet."

You looked at him in fear and tried to say something but all that came out was a yelp as he pulled you closer and into a hug.

"He didn't hurt ya too badly, did he? Seriously, you don't have to worry about him anymore! He's been dealt with." He grinned even more and sighed, "you know, I've been watching you for a while now," he laughed, "and I thought it was finally time to introduce myself! Also I never got to tell you back there, Y/N is a beautiful name!"

[busterheadspace]

Idk if you’re still doing this but I love angst and i love inside job soo..

Being slammed into a wall? With Reagan for the fic thing? Maybe it’s her dad or sm. And maybe a little comfort with Brett on the side? So I don’t die

Rand being an asshole to his daughter and Brett comforts her. Yes please

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This couldn’t be real.

Reagan took a swig of champagne to calm herself down. She was going to drink it tonight but not like this. She paced back and forth in her living room trying to take deep breaths. It was the middle of the night and she couldn’t sleep. She was too scared to sleep

What was she going to do now? Her father was the CEO. Not after she just kicked him out of her life. He had total power over her and the company and the world. There was a reason Rand was fired before! He almost told the whole world about the Deep State! 

She considered killing her dad but what would that do! Give the power to her mom!? Her mom might be a little better but she would abuse the power and use it wrong. All this thinking made her mind spin and she finished half of the bottle.

The door creaks and Reagan stops in her tracks. Only two people have access to the house. The first one was probably asleep at his house, the second one.. she never wanted to see again. The door opens and Rand comes walking with a grin. 

“Hey.., Jelly Bean.” Rand slurred. His breath smelled like booze and his movement was off. She glared at him

“Get out of my house! I’m not letting you back in!” Reagan shouts pointing at him. 

“I’m not asking for that.” Rand replies. “I just want to celebrate with my daughter with my big promotion. It’s really great isn’t it? You drank the champagne early”

“Great!?” Bastard.. He took so much from her. “You took MY promotion! I worked so hard for it!” 

“Well.. we know who’s the better Ridley, don’t we? I just wanna make you’re okay after my promotion.” 

“No!” She threw the champagne onto the floor. It shatters into many pieces of glass and whatever liquid inside lands on the carpet. But that didn’t matter. She felt so nervous and she couldn’t show it to the man who messed her up so badly. Rand began walking toward Reagan however she doesn’t notice as she begins giving him a piece of her mind

“You messed with my mind! You took away my first friend! You made a robot friend that traumatized me with hugs! The same fucking robot destroyed Cognito! I lost my promotion because of you sick bastard!” Reagan screams. However Rand sneers and grabs onto her arms. A threatening glare on his face that made Reagan freeze. Her dad hadn’t grabbed her like this a long time.

“I did all of those as a favor. Without me, you have been an average person working a whole lot of nothing in the world! How about you show your old man some respect for helping you!” Rand pushes Reagan harshly toward the wall near the couch. 

She tumbled into the wall and winced at the pain her head and back felt while falling onto the floor. Something lands on her hand with a shatter and she hisses, opening her eyes. Her brain and heart nearly stopped, once realizing it was the family photo she still kept around. Her parents and her as a little kid. The dad she looked up to when she was younger.

Now the dad she had was staring her down , heavily breathing and drunk. It made her feel like she was that young kid. Scared to speak up or do anything against her dad in fear he would make fun or yell at her.

So Reagan stumbled to her feet and ran out of the place she considered home. She kept running until she was out of breath. Knowing Rand had the key to her house, it didn’t feel safe anymore. Her mind couldn’t come up with anything to say for him to leave.

Although where was she going to stay for the night. She prefers not to wander the neighborhood or sleep on the sidewalk. She didn’t bring her wallet or phone. No money for a hotel.. The only option she could think of was.. staying at one of her coworkers places. The nearest one was probably Bretts.. She really didn’t want to bother him this late but.. what choice did she have? 

—-

A fifteen minute walk and Reagan was at his place. Part of her was hesitant to go in but a small part of her also wanted him by her side. She rang the doorbell a few times.  

Hearing quick footsteps come louder and louder, the door opened and a tired Brett was in front of her. He looked surprised and quickly rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

“Reagan? Why are you here so late? What happened to your hand?”

Her hand? She looked down and realized that her hand was bleeding and a few small shards were in there. She shrugged and quickly went in. The door closed but Brett followed her questions.

“Did something bad happen? Why aren’t you asleep? Are you okay after what happened with your dad today? I know you’re not but..”

The last question made her stop and hold her breath. It reminded her of what had happened earlier. Brett looked at her worried and quickly put a hand on her shoulder. He could feel her shaking.

“Reagan, sit down. Let me deal with your hand and then we can talk.” Brett mumbled and guided her to the couch. He grabbed a first aid kit he had from the bathroom and returned back. 

“I’m going to pull the glass out first. Are you okay with that..?” Brett asked grabbing the injured hand

“Yeah....Do whatever..” Reagan mumbled, looking away. She didn’t want Brett to see her emotional state.  Then again, she came to his place, he was going to fuss over her. A stupid oversight she made

Brett started plucking the glass out with tweezers. Every pull made Reagan hiss quietly but he didn’t say anything. Something went wrong when she returned home. He’ll ask her later. The shards were out now and he cleaned the wound with a cloth and bandages it. 

“Do you want to talk about what happened?” Brett asked. Reagan pulled her hand into her chest and looked down. She opened her mouth but nothing came out and she started shaking again.

“Woah, hey, it’s okay. It's okay.” Brett reassured and turned her to face him. “You don’t have to talk but-.”

“Rand came over.” Reagan mumbles. Brett’s eyes widened but he nodded for her to continue “He., just started taunting me about me losing the CEO position .. and.. I tried to get him out of the house but..” She stopped to take a breath. “He grabbed me and pushed me into the wall. The picture frame I had of us as a family fell onto my hand.. and it felt like I was in elementary school. Scared of my dad when he was angry.”

Once Reagan was done talking, she felt Brett hugging her tightly. He whispered a few apologies.. even though he did nothing wrong. It made a few tears come out but she quickly wiped them away.

“Everything is going to be okay..” Brett whispered. ‘You didn’t do anything wrong this time. You saved Cognito..”

“I lost my promotion..” 

“It’s the Robes fault for losing someone as awesome as you as CEO.”

Reagan sighed. “Maybe..they did. Maybe they didn’t. I’m not sure now.”

“Well.. I think they did. You would be a great CEO. But maybe we should focus on going to bed. Did you bring anything with you?”

“No.. I ran out of the house. I can’t stand being there. It feels like Rand is watching my every step”

“You can stay here as long as you want.” Brett smiled. “I have some extra PJs you can wear and then we can sleep.”

Reagan gives him a weak grin before following him to his bedroom. She wondered how the world would be once Rand starts being CEO on Monday . But maybe she should just focus on this right now. Sleep, and Brett.

[sems-diarie]

death is insane. wdym i’ll never see my grandmother again

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[tteokdoroki]

Nonono but hear me out

Corrupting Priest Gojo

The all knowing (derogatory) cocky witty surprisingly young Priest Gojo who doesn't look like a virgin but the second you put his mouth on him he doesn't scream for god anymore, he screams for you- imagine pulling on the rosary around his neck or even binding his wrists together with it- the broken blabbering, sobbering priest Gojo just gonna see the pearly gates when you're done with him and his pretty, not-so-untouched-anymore cock

-glasses anon

oh my god im …. insane ….

tw: sacrilege and religious imagery but the idea of gojo growing up in the church and never wanting to disobey the word of god and what he’s been taught all his life so by the time he becomes a priest he’s a complete and innocent virgin. when you put your mouth on him for the first time his milky thighs are quivering and his cock is so painfully hard and flushed he thinks that he’s being punished :(

like poor priest gojo with the prettiest tears in his eyes in his angelic blue eyes — shining like holy water, as you swipe your tongue through the slit on his seedy cockhead. he chokes on a sob, grasps when you cheekily fondle his weight balls and dip your tongue over his taint. satoru grasping at the little cross sitting over his heart, begging for forgiveness through hiccups and sobs, moaning out your name like it’s a prayer.

the closer gojo gets, the more he forgets who he’s supposed to be worshiping. not you, the woman on her knees between his legs, sucking the life out of him, licking up every drop of precum and grazing over the blue veins on that tattoo his dick. he cums with pathetic moan as the burning in his pelvis ceases and he fills your mouth with his cream, in thick syrupy waves.

stop and when his eyes flutter shut during his orgasm, the halo of his white hair askew and his lips parted in sinful moans — you reach up to grab his rosary and tug it so hard the beads snap and clatter across the floor of the confessional booth. you drag him down to press a kiss to satoru’s lips, feeding him his own orgasm, his first taste of sin.

and the second he tastes himself on your reddened lips, he finds out what it’s like to be cast out from heaven.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

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I don't think I've seen this here yet? (Or I just wasn't paying enough attention) BUT!!!!

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