#wlw yander

[iluvyoutoomuch]

the suffocation in my chest when i can't be with you <<<<

[gurodarling]

i wait for your notification like a puppy waiting for its owner.

[queenie-the-court-jester]

break up with your boyfriend

Yandere trans!fem cheerleader x fem reader

It was so shittily made but I need to pump out more fics or else my blog will die. Thank you all for 1k followers though! I'll rewrite this in the future maybe

Tw: mentions of blackmailing, nsfw, slight breeding kink, batshit crazy girlfriend,not proofread, another oc mentioned!?🌺

💄Eva saccharine has been your girlfriend since she first started transitioning. You helped her style her hair, do her nails, pick her clothes, find good makeup, anything she needed to feel like the real her. So when freshman year rolled in, it came as no surprise to you she fit right in with the clique.

💐Ofcourse you had your fears she'd choose them over you but that wasn't the case, because she'd make you eat lunch with them and sit on her lap, not so subtly humping your ass while talking all about cheer practice

🛍️boys wanted to date her, girls wanted to be her. She just wanted you, to just be the two baddest bitches on the block. It didn't matter if you were just like her or the complete opposite, she gushed over you. Praising you for being her good girl, her sweet little princess, her obedient pocket pussy-

💄but at this current moment? She was busy bullying your insides, forcing her fat cock into your slippery hole as she held you steady by your waist. Biting and groaning everytime she'd feel you squeeze that certain spot on her dick

"fu-uuckkk.. baby cakes, 'yer squeezin' me so goood.. ah.. hah.. you wouldn't mind if I pumped a few babes into your tight cunny right? Wanna be my baby mama?"

💐that made you squeeze tighter, holding onto the bedsheets for dear life. She had you face down, ass up and damn near breaking your back with how hard she was going. Hearing the normally composed and playful eva turn into a drooling pussy-drunk mess had you feeling butterflies, just going plap play plap-

🛍️let's just say, by the end of it, you couldn't walk for days afterwards. But no amount of hickies and perfume would be able to scare away a rather persistent guy. He was on the football team, star quarterback, rich asshole. sam white. Eva hated his guts, he thinks he can just waltz in and steal her bitch? Not on her watch.

💄this little feud had been going on for a while, and more times than you could count you've been caught in the crossfire. Though it was kinda funny, seeing them screeching insults at eachother and bickering. Eva would sassily flick her blonde hair and grab you by the collar of your neck, Dragging you away while Sam hooted and hollered at your retreating form

💐you never questioned her morbid fascination with anything horror or paranormal related. She was just obsessed with regular girl things. wanting you to help her summon a demon once, but you aren't that stupid, making blood pacts with them could result in very unsavory ending's and you quite cherished your soul and body

🛍️Eva has more than one account on different social medias, pretending to be multiple different people and Stalking your posts. She'd slide into your dms and flirt, seeing if you'd really cheat on her. She's so happy when you instantly block the account, guess you'll survive not being sent to her basement for another week

💄she has the audacity to grab a frilly pink pen and make you wear clothes that purposely shows off what she wrote. In bright bold lettering, Eva's little cum dump ♡ . Maybe she'll let you bring a jacket, only if you beg her really hard with those big doe eyes she loves. She put a collar and leash on you too

💐don't try breaking up with her, she takes 'they go low, I go lower" to another level. Threatening to post pictures of you in rather compromising positions. When did she record all of this? Who knows. She won't refrain from spreading nasty rumors of you that just force you to come sobbing into her arms, if you try and get comfort from somebody else she won't hesitate to eliminate them. Don't you see? She's the final girl, and you're her love Interest

"I told you not to run pretty baby.. now look what you've done. I gotta fix your mess up~.."

moral of the story: be a loyal loving girlfriend and she'll spoil you rotten with her daddy's black card ♥️

[gorelovergirl]

just want someone to be obsessed with me. spam me when i dont reply for hours. call me anytime they wanna hear my voice and send me creepy little notes <3

[basementstalker]

My Classmate's Love is Too Heavy || 328968

[pigeonpeach]

Yandere sex shit

Cw: fem reader, pregnancy risk, degradation, dubious consent for some, somnophillia, breeding, women with dicks, might be mildly misogynistic in arlecchino’s but idk if it really counts as that.

Characters included: Diluc, Arlecchino, Neuvillette, Yelan, and Pantalone

“I can’t stop…” his voice was like a growl almost. You raised your head, your body felt sore as you took in the scenery and the position you had been forced in. You were on your side, leg hitched onto his shoulder.Diluc must’ve come home late while you were already asleep. The fact your nightgown had been hitched, your panties pushed aside, and your womb had been filled was enough to incriminate him yes. But it wasn’t like you could leave this olace anyways. As his pace resumed the chains on your hands clanked slightly. You hated how you still had to be chained to this day. You had been so good and yet his staff still doesn’t trust you. Or is it their way of offering you as a sacrifice to him, leaving you defenseless so he can have his way. Although initially you were numb to all pleasure, your mind sleepy snd still processing everything. You suddenly gasped as you felt him knock against your g-spot. Your arms thrashed, the chains clanked and jingled.

“You feel like so good.” He commented,”Haah… fuck If you squeeze me like that… oh… fuck.. shit I’m going to cum.” Your eyes widened as you looked down. Unable to communicate your concerns as you realized you had no form of birth control here. Nor was he wearing a condom. But it felt so good you didn’t want to stop deep down. The previous rounds sloshed inside yourself as you couldn’t help but spread your legs s little more. Your sensibility actively fucked out of you.

You just had to hope you weren’t ovulating

“Please~~~!” You whined. The vibrations of the toy inside had been edging you for so long now. Each time you would get close to release Arlecchino would pull it out making you squirm desperately. You had tried to escape recently, growing a bit paranoid after being here for so long against your will. But after what must’ve been hours of orgasm denial the torture session’ had turned you into what you would later regret. But currently you were dumb and horny and really just wanted to cum already.

“You haven’t earned it. Disobedient wives to be don’t try to escape in the middle of then night now do they? You’re a bad little fiancé and therefore you need be punished until you’re absolutely sorry.” She growled into your ear. You whined as she pulled it out once more.

“N-no no I’ll be good i promise! I promise I’ll be good!” You whined desperately. Your hips chased the toy to no avail. You heard her belt unbuckling. You looked down to see a rather impressive cock. You were to out of it to think about how she wasn’t reaching for a condom or any form of protection.

“You promise? As if that has any value.” She smacked your face with her cock. “Don’t just stare at it, be a good little whore for me and I’ll consider letting you cum.” You gulped but quickly pressed your lips to it as she quickly forced it in. Your sounds of surprise were muffled as she quickly settled her own pace.

“A useless little whore. Am i the first to defile this little mouth? Will I be the first to deflower you?~” she grasped your hair like a leash. Forcing you up and down until suddenly pulling out.

“W-wha-“ you whined as she suddenly flipped you over.

“I need to know how pure my beloved little fiancé is.” She responded with immediately sinking her cock into your pussy. You whined as you felt absolutely heavenly. Squirming as she established a brutal pace. “You’re tight, even after all that foreplay… fuck… i need to defile you, make you my whore and only mine. I’ll turn your body into my little cumdump!” You gagged from the ferocity of her thrusts. You tried to say something but it came out in stutters and mumbles. She seemed to understand it somehow. “You’re going to cum? Good. I want to feel you cum on my cock again and again until I fill your womb with my seed.”

“The Iudex is… currently in heat.. miss please do consider your position on your marital responsibilities!” The maids pleaded with you. The Iudex, the hydro dragon was currently in heat but hadn’t the heart to make you accompany him during it. You turned your head away. You could care less if your captor was suffering, it hardly would be as painful ad you felt just being here. “Please its been absolutely torrential rains!” The maids pleads ment nothing.

“I don’t care. Now where is that tea I ordered?” Normally you would be polite and respectful of service workers. But considering who they were working for and what their intentions were you really couldn’t give s fuck if you made them cry. What you didn’t know was in that tea they begrudgingly brought out was a aphrodisiac.

“My love… they said you weren’t feeling well…” His hands traced over your face. You didn’t really know where he came from just that he emerged from hiding to help you. You were certain those maids had some role in your current predicament, but also you were too horny to care. Your body felt firey and hot and you needed him more than ever. He opened his mouth to lick at your sweat as his hands reached down below your nightgown.

“Just… get it over with..” you whined, trying to maintain some defiance. It was humiliating sure but… oh you couldn’t help but fall apart as his finger entered inside. His cold hands making you clamp onto him tightly.

“So.. warm.. fuck.. you’re fertile too.. i can taste it in your sweat.” He purred. “I won’t be able to control myself. Please pardon me.”

“Ne-neu-neuvillette!” You whined as he slammed every inch of his cock into your sopping wet little cunt. His hands pinning you down as you squirmed mindlessly. All resistance long drawn out as you had been fingered through three orgasms until now. You were practically his little bitch now. Unable to think straight.

“You’re so tight for me… fuck I can’t… i need to breed you my love.” You gasped at his words but couldn’t respond as he started to fuck you at a brutal and unrelenting pace. His cock dragging against your insides only to slam back in. “So good for me. So good…” his whines turned you on more than you would like. But who could blame you when his cock was just so thick and reached all the right places, his voice bordered on a purr as you were held in a mating press unable to stop or resist as his cock bulldozed any thoughts out of your head. The aphrodisiac making you into a fine slut.

“Cum inside! Please!” You begged instinctively. Your body wishing to be fertilized and impregnated beyond your senses. You needed him in this moment more than anything.

“Fuck… can’t.. stop… ugh!” He groaned loudly as he came, his seed flooding your womb as you whined in release. He paused briefly before resuming his pace. “I’m going go knock you up, maybe then you’ll finally be a obedient little slut for me”

“You’re such a bad liar you know. I wonder what your god would think if she saw one of her top soldiers bouncing like this.” Yelan was simply smarter than you, a simple Fatui agent. But you really couldn’t resist. Her charisma was irresistible. Her voice itself was aphrodisiac that made you buck your hips.

Pantalone would no doubt be utterly disgusted if he saw you now. Although he’d likely be more disgusted that you were bottoming than your sexual orientation. But the chances of you ever returning now were low. You had a feeling this encounter would leave you in her grasp forever based on that possessive stare she held. “Fuck… you’re such a good slut. I don’t know how you haven’t been taken by that harbinger yet, although he already doesn’t have good tastes in fashion, he must’ve been blind to your true potential~”

“N-noooo… ah~”

“No? You aren’t a good slut? I beg to differ. I don’t think I’ve had this much fun interrogating any of the other agents before. You certainly are a catch.” She purred. You tensed up at the idea that your colleagues may have similarly found themselves in your position. “Don’t worry, you’re the first I’ve done this too. I just couldn’t resist the way your uniform looked on you. You’re always so well dressed. Maybe I should steal your clothes and send you back to him nude?”

“N-no!” You gasped, blushing more than you should’ve. She winced as you clenched on her.

“I’m only teasing now. I have absolutely no intentions of letting you go back at all.” She grinned like a cat as she suddenly held your hips down, forcing you to feel her deep inside. You flinched and squirmed. Desperately trying to get off or finish. “Look me in my eyes now.” You hesitated before eventually obliging. Your hands bound tightly in some artistic pattern behind, your legs sore and exhausted. You were used to the point of exhaustion, a normal sensation but not in the sexual sense. You thought if you could break your restraints now and gain some freedom you could make a escape now, you would just have to cover your torn tights that left your cunt exposed- “I know what you’re thinking. You’ve already tried to break those restraints and you haven’t succeeded yet. Why would you even want to go back anyways?” Her hands pushed your thighs so you were on your back, legs in the air, you tried to kick at her with what little sense and strength you had. But she grabbed it with amusement.

“I’m not letting you leave. I think of all those nick-knacks I’ve taken from that harbinger you’ve certainly been my favorite. I don’t care what he tries, you are going to be mine. Even if I have to melt your mind myself. I’ll happily train you to be a good little slut~”.

“I-i didn’t mean anything sir I was just trying to be polite to her!” You whined. You were simply his secretary. Used to handling and recieving guest when he was busy. Apparently Signora had a bone to pick with the Regrator, some drama you weren’t aware of and she decided to… make him jealous? You hadn’t even known of his feelings. Despite his smile he is hardly expressive minus when he’s angry. What were you supposed to do other than abide by her advances! She was a harbinger afterall!

“I don’t care about that. I don’t care if that manual didn’t specify or told you what. You are mine.” Pantalone was certainly pissed now. His eyes revealing a unnatural and omitting a possessive aura. You felt like a mouse in the clutches of a cat. You hadn’t even been stripped yet as he had simply thrown you onto his desk. He towered above you as his hand trailed up your skirt, which was now pushed up to expose you. “You are my secretary. And I swear if I have to lock you up in some room in my mansion I will gladly do so. I don’t care if some harbinger catches your fancy or whatever prior commitments you have. You will henceforth be considered mine both in mind and body.”

“I-I didn’t know that you considered me in su-AH!” You squeaked as he tore your tights. Those tights weren’t the fragile type either, special made and lined with thicker fabrics to help insulate in the typical blizzards you would encounter leaving the office.

“It doesn’t matter now…. You’re practically leaking right now. You tremble and shake but your body is as ripe as a peach. I wonder if you’ve dreamed of this scenario before…” his voice grew more assertive. “Or maybe you were thinking of that woman instead. Hoping she’d be the one to see this perhaps?”

“N-no! No sir!” You shivered. Your legs trembled as you were utterly lost on where to go from here. You couldn’t escape and you hadn’t ever fucked your boss before so this was a quite the adjustment. A shiver ran up your spine as you suddenly felt his lips latch onto your dripping cunt. Your hand reached to cover your face from embarrassment. Trying to stay still as if it wasn’t already to late. What made you even more embarrassed was the sounds he was making. The sensations and pleasure you felt was in your veins but the sounds of wet smacks and slurping could be heard potentially out of his office. You knew they hadn’t finished soundproofing it. Anyone passing by would hear it. Your hand suddenly was tugged away.

“Don’t muffle your sounds now. You were oh so chatty just a few seconds ago. So go on, scream, cry, beg I don’t care. The louder you are, then the better other people will hear you.”

“Bu-but that’s p-mmmmm!” You bit your lip as a finger suddenly entered. You didn’t even notice the rings had been removed.

“Go on. Let everyone in this building know your mine!” He growled as he began to finger you more aggressively. The tips of his fingers still clothed by his gloves, reached your g-spot making you yelp and squeal. “I’ll make sure you never go unmarked again. You aren’t going to leave this office or my presence until I’m thoroughly satisfied.”

[circusangel]

When I say I want someone obsessed with me, I mean that they're so obsessed that the thought of me leaving fills them with nauseating dread every second I'm not right under their nose. I want my absence to leave them feeling sick and vacant. I mean that they're so obsessed that every time they're having a conversation with somebody else, their mind wanders in boredom, just wishing it were with me. I want someone who panics when I mention another persons name and follows up with 20 questions in suspicion about the person I've brought up. I want to be creeped out, then backed into a corner, unable to escape the hold they have on me.

[mochixkisses]

you love me, but you're not spiraling when i don't respond? you're not spamming me with all your thoughts? you're not explicitly stating how if i don't respond to you, you're going to fucking cut me open? huh, sounds fake.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Here me out…

Lesbian/Male Yan who’s a Hair Stylist who uses their big, masculine hands to move your head so they can cut, iron/curl and style your hair THEIR way

And their so big and masculine too, their appearance is so scary and stoic that they rarely ever get any customers, except you, their cute childhood friend/newcomer who just moved here who’s nice enough to even tell them to choose the style for you!

DID SOMEONE SAY LESBIAN 🤤🤤🤤🤤

Yandere Short Stories:

For Those Who Wait

Yandere Butch Hairdresser x Fem Reader

TW: stalking, yandere behavior, unhealthy relationship dynamic, obsession, isolation, wlw dynamic, blood, and murder (mentioned)

(Your name) sighed dreamily while Char ran her large fingers through her scalp. A smile on her lips at the soothing sensation of conditioner being lathered up on her scalp. (Your name) swore Char’s fingers were like magic.

“Does that feel good, meine Liebe?” Char huskily whispered from above (your name). Her German accent was thick and her voice was a raspy tenor. A deep voice for a masculine woman. “Schatz, my fingers could do so much more than just massaging dein (your) scalp.”

(Your name)’s eyes fluttered open to gaze at Char’s tender expression. Char was a woman of immense size and intimidation. The various scars that littered Char’s face did little to deter (your name)‘s fondness of her hair dresser. Who cared about Char’s past when she was so talented with hair? (Your name) never felt prettier unless she was in Char’s care.

“You do more than enough for me. You always style my hair perfectly.” (Your name) gave Char a giant grin. “Plus, my head fits perfectly in your hands.”

If (your name) would have paid better attention, she would have noticed the way Char quickly shut her muscles legs together for some friction.

Was it wrong for this hairdresser to feel such an intense attraction toward her client? To want to press her lips all over (your name)’s while (your name) sat sprawled out on Char’s lap while she cut their client’s hair- Jesus. Char once again let fantasy slip into reality.

Char hummed, her palms rinsed the conditioner off (your name)‘s scalp with warm water. The suds drained down the drain of the rinsing station.

“Let’s head into the dryer. Are you thirsty, Mein liebes Mädchen?” Char asked (your name), which made the smaller woman smile.

“I’d love something to drink, Char. You know I’m happy with whatever you pick.” Char nodded and placed (your name) into the dryer and lowering the device on her head.

“I’ll go get that then, meine Liebe. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

(Your name) watched Char saunter off with a bit of pep in her step. Char was such an interesting character. It was a shame (your name) was her only client…

Char went into the back and nearly collapsed on the floor. Her precious client loved whatever she picked! Gods it made her knees so weak. Char felt like a school girl in love again!

Char shook her head and regained her senses. The giant woman opened up the fridge and grabbed a bottle of champagne to pour for (your name).

(Your name) was always so sweet, she deserved the best! And Char had plenty of money from her past as a contract killer. (Your name) would be in good hands once she accepted Char’s love!

(Your name) was new to this town so of course she didn’t know this town was full of ex assassins. It was refreshing to be treated like a human being again!

Char took in a deep breath and poured the champagne into a plastic cup. Her steel blue eyes studied the glass in interest. (Your name) trusted her so it wouldn’t be odd to press her lips against the glass, right? It’d be like an indirect kiss!! There wasn’t anything odd about that…

Char pressed her scarred lips against every inch against the glass’s rim. There was nothing weird about what she was doing… she was just a woman in love.

Char shuddered at the thought of pressing her lips against (your name)’s… but she had to be patient! Char knew her feelings tended to be overwhelming. And she didn’t want to scare away her precious client!

Char brought the glass to (your name) and smiled at the young woman who swung her legs back and forth in the chair. What a good girl.

“I have your drink.”

Yes… she’d be patient. For good things came to those who wait.

[aircd]

✮⋆˙ yandere¡cheerleader¡bully (fem) ✮⋆˙

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((Warnings: mentions of stalking, bullying, homophobic slurs, physical violence, degradation.))

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yandere¡cheerleader¡bully That stares at you the entire game on the field, winking occasionally making you confused as to if she’s flirting or hinting you’ll be shoved into a wall later.

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully Who will straight up call you a loser and worthless, but as soon as anyone else does the same she has an outburst and targets them instead for the rest of the semester.

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully That gets real close and personal infront of her friend group flirting but any reaction you have she laughs with her friends and shouts “what a dyke!, did you guys see that.!”

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully Who’s never had a boyfriend herself but makes it very apparent you’re a loser for not having one, and whispers in your ear “no man will ever love you.”

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully That once saw you in the hall alone between classes crying and asked “what’s wrong with you dipshit?” as you told her about a girl who’s been berating you for months she left without saying a word; next period the same girl you told her about was walking out of the gym with a black eye and sniffling, 5 minutes later she walks out with her usual perfect ponytail now frizzy and between her Pom poms you could see her bruised knuckles, The girl never bothered you again. She and you have never mentioned the incident since.

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully Who used to once a month pull you under the bleachers while no one was watching and push you against the wall whispering dirty things in your ears and kissing you up and down, she’d usually leave calling you some slur and said it was just to test if you’re still a “fag”. Now she does this at least once a week.

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully That somehow knows very personal things to insult you about in front of everyone making you wonder how she knows so much about you despite you never telling her anything. she totally doesn’t read your diary.

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully That unexpectedly insists on walking you home and sometimes doesn’t even ask and will silently follow behind you, when you turn around she’ll wink and wave rolling her eyes as if you’re the one that made her follow you.

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully Who invites you to her annual sleepovers, just for you to find out you’re the only one who was invited; these “sleepovers” usually entail her asking (forcing) you to dress up in her cheer uniform and doing your makeup for practice “in case she needs someone to fill in” and silently watches you perform degrading routines until she’s satisfied, in the mornings you’ll notice a couple of your belongings missing and she’ll deny doing anything. You might see her the next day wearing one of your sweaters smiling at you tauntingly.

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully That once made a bracelet for you and gets pissed when you don’t wear it. You felt very uncomfortable looking closely at it realizing it has strings of some of her hair and yours?! maybe that explains why you thought your hair was cut at her sleepovers.

yandere¡cheerleader¡bully Who finally pushed you over the edge and saw you lash out on her finally standing up for yourself while practically crying you were so angry. She was furious you started ignoring her and staring at her blankly when she’d do her daily ritual of degrading you. She eventually followed you home like usual then pushed you up against a tree and started forcefully kissing you sloppily shoving her tongue down your throat, finally pulling back and staring at your shocked face. “Now will you listen to me.?!” She says. You started to yell at her “why do you do this.?! Is it funny to you or something.!?”. Her face drops and she starts to cry “because I love you, you fucking idiot.!” “What..?! s-stop it.. I know what you’re doing.!” You say. “I- I- I love you.. I can’t ever get you off of my mind.. I think about you 24-7.. m-maybe t-too much..” she says while crying and panting. “I- I- always thought you hated me..”. “No.?! Listen you better not tell anyone about this or I’ll fucking kill you.!” She says before kissing you again and walking away while wiping her tears. She stayed silent for a week after that not even giving you a mean look.

[untoldstar]

fem! Yandere friend x fem!reader headcanons [sleepover edition]

warnings: nsfw content, obsessive behavior, yandere themes, panty stealing and sniffing, non-consensual touching while the reader is asleep.

Yandere friend who urges you to share a bed because just how could she let her very best friend sleep on the cold floor? Don’t be silly You’re better off warm in bed snuggled up against her.

Yandere friend loves to spoon you and never sleeps any other way when you stay over.

Yandere friend who squeezes her thighs together because she’s overwhelmed by you your scent that fills her senses when she buries her her face between your neck and shoulders. Your soft hair that lightly tickles her. The way you squirm in your sleep and end up grinding your ass against her it’s as if you’re actually awake and inviting her to just have you.

Yandere friend who sees your shirt lifting up slightly when you move in your sleep revealing your soft skin she takes the chance to sneak her hands underneath your shirt and caress your bare stomach. Her quivering breath echoing in the room as her hand slowly inches up towards your chest lightly grazing your nipples.

Yandere friend who bites her lip to keep quiet when she hears you moan quietly in your sleep.

Yandere friend who would love more than anything to let her hand wander down past your shorts and panties and have you wake up with her fingers inside you. You would be too sleepy and horny to stop her you wouldn’t care that you’re friends or that “you shouldn’t do this” or how you “shouldn’t ruin your friendship”. You’d be too focused on the pleasure she would be giving you.

Yandere friend who opts for holding you close as you sleep instead of acting on her fantasies.

Yandere friend who eagerly waits for you to finish using the shower in the next morning urging you to get out because you’ve been “hogging the bathroom and she needs the shower”.

She throws you an eye roll as you’re walking out but as soon as she’s inside the bathroom and the doors shut behind her, her eyes frantically scan the bathroom until she finds the small lacy fabric she’s been looking for.

She snatches it and brings it up to her her nose her eyes rolling back as she lets out a muffled quite moans and suddenly her clothes are too tight, the air is too hot and she just needs you now-

Yandere friend who makes sure you’re no where around when she exists the bathroom with the lace jumbled up in her hand, she quickly makes her way to her room and hides it somewhere safe, where all her other valuables are.

Yandere friend who relentlessly begs you to stay one more night (as she always does in the mornings after you stay over) “ just one more! it’ll be fun!” but ultimately ends up alone in her apartment pouting when you leave but it’s okay there will always be a next time she just has to be a little patient.

After all, she has her latest..finding.. to keep her company until the next time.

[silveryclear]

🫦Yan! CEO X Fem! Reader 🏳️‍🌈

|Nsfw 18+ Content

|Pairing: Dominant Female Yandere X Submissive Female Reader

|CW: Obsessive Behaviors|Fingering|Orgasm Denial| Overstimulation|Multiple Reader Orgasms|Praise & Degradation Kink

🫦Yan! CEO that began pursuing you as soon as she laid eyes on you.

🫦Yan! CEO that offers you a job as their personal assistant to keep a close eye on you. And the offer was too good to decline.

🫦Yan! CEO that keeps you on the top floor of the building with her, keeping your interactions with other employees to a minimum.

🫦Yan! CEO that insists on buying your lunch and your coffee instead of the other way around. “You’re just such a hard worker, you deserve a treat~”

🫦Yan! CEO that records your conversations on the phone with clients and makes a compendium of your voice alone to masturbate in the intimacy of her room.

🫦Yan! CEO whose obsession grows and begins to get aroused every time you glance at her, you smile at her, you talk to her… Fuck, she wants to pound you so hard against her desk and make you cum around her fingers, moaning her name in ecstasy.

🫦Yan! CEO that can’t hold it in any longer and starts masturbating in her office from the thought of you and all the things she fantasies of doing with you. The fact that you’re on the other side of the door and not grinding on her thigh, desperately trying to get off, is killing her.

🫦Yan! CEO that decides to call you into her office one day and locks the door behind her, approaching you like a predator stalks their prey until you’re cornered against her desk.

🫦Yan! CEO that declares her love for you, smiling deviously in triumph when she notices your blush.

🫦Yan! CEO that wastes no time in doing what she’s been craving all this time, stripping you out of your tight blouse and short pencil skirt while kissing you passionately.

🫦Yan! CEO that hoists you on her desk as she ravages your lips, trailing kisses down your neck, shoulder and collarbones. The sounds of your whimpers only serve to spur her on as she unclasps your bra and sucks on your nipples, swirling her tongue and biting softly.

🫦Yan! CEO that can barely hold back when she hears you moan out her name like the most beautiful symphony, delving her fingers into your sopping cunt and rubbing your clit. You grip at her shoulders, your head thrown back as you buck your hips to create more friction.

🫦Yan! CEO that smiles a little too widely, pleased by your reactions and claiming you with her fingers, pumping two of them deep into your squelching pussy. You scream in pleasure and clamp down on her, begging her to fuck you harder.

🫦Yan! CEO that whispers sweet words of praise, “You’re such a good girl for me, moan my name some more and I promise to make you cum harder than ever before.”

🫦Yan! CEO that feels your walls clench around her fingers and adds one more into your tight hole, “Fuck, baby… you’re going to rip my fingers right off… so fucking tight..~” You whimper and shiver from her words and touch.

🫦Yan! CEO that makes drives you right to the edge, only to pull out her fingers, reveling in your loud whine and the way your hole flutters around nothing, begging for her fingers.

🫦Yan! CEO that kisses your glistening forehead and smiles sweet and sadistic at you. “Tell me how much you want me~”

🫦Yan! CEO that chuckles, eyes growing wild with lust and obsession when you beg for her to finish you off and you lean back to give her a better view of your needy pussy, enticing her.

🫦Yan! CEO that doesn’t hold back anymore and fucks three orgasms out of you even when you cry that it’s too much.

“You brought this onto yourself, baby… Showing that wet pussy to me like a needy whore~ Don’t worry, I’ll make sure all your needs are met~”

[lustlovehart]

Caught In Her Web

A/n: I love women

Summary: [Yandere] Dinner never seems to go right with Kafka

Warnings: Toxic date, memory erasure, unwanted touching, unconscious kiss

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Her gloved fingers tap against the wooden table, every sound only increasing the tension through the room.

"Hm? Oh, don't look at me like that, I'm not gonna eat you dear."

At this rate, you wouldn't doubt if she did take a bite out of you.

"Kafka, quit this, what do you need from me this time?"

"Don't be so heartless [Name], maybe I just wanted to have dinner with my favorite person through the universe's."

"Cut it out."

"I'm not messing with you," her leather covered hands slowly make their way into your own, both palms caging your own in hers as she makes heavy contact into your soul. "Let's just eat shall we?"

You don't reply, only looking hesitantly at your hand covered by her malice.

You knew of the existence of scripts, she never hid information from you. Whatever information she did withhold probably would’ve been stuff you wouldn’t wanna know anyway.

The food laid between you two, the steam floating off it being very visible, yet Kafkas eyes completely overshadow them, rather than being drawn to the appetizers your focus is entirely on her, you don't look into her eyes, but just staring at her gloved hands is enough.

She has that effect on people you assume.

Her left hand plays with your arm, the digits of her limb playful crawling up your skin until they catch onto your chin, forcing you to finally look at her.

"You know darling, it's common coutersy to look at someone when you talk to them is it not?"

"I'm not gonna look at you."

Her fingers quickly release you from her hold, a playful 'hm' leaving her lips as she takes a fork and, somehow, makes stabbing a steak look both violent and elegant at the same time.

"Fine, be that way, the least you could do is let me feed you."

"I doubt you'd give me a choice."

"Hm, you're smart, good," the knife cuts through the meat, her utensil slowly lifting it to your mouth, her lips telling you to say 'ahh'. "Be careful dear, it's hot."

You don't give her the satisfaction of listening to her, despite the heat of the food radiating off of it, you don't blow. You'd rather burn your tongue than make this criminal happy with you.

You were right, your mouth is in so much pain. You try to keep your face neutral, but you can't help letting a little of the pain escape.

"See, I told you it was hot. I just praised you too."

You swallowed, it hurt like hell, but you swallowed. You're sure if it wasn't boiling it would've been delicious, but what's done is done.

"Try to at least enjoy our dinner, this will be the last time I see you for a while"

"Hm, maybe you're right, that does sound like something to celebrate."

"Oh, so you're only witty when it comes to remarks against me?"

"Was that not obvious?"

"You wound me [Name]" she looked down at the food again, instead of giving you more she only sighs and pushes the plate to the side. "Seems the dinner plans fell through. That's okay, Elio saw it coming."

"So even your 'heartfelt' dinner was apart of the script."

"Not all of it, we were just meant to sit at table filled with food, that wasn't apart of the plan."

"So you decided toying with me would be funner?"

"Playing with anyone is enjoyable to me, it's just nicer when it's you." She smiles after her words. Just that, a closed lip smile at you.

You look at the clock she had set up, it felt more like a countdown than a way to keep track of time. 3 hours left, that's too long for you.

"What, so you added your flirtations into this dinner?"

The more you think, 3 hours left till what?

"Hm, I did, is there problem? I don't think I hide my liking towards you."

Your brain can't remember what it was you were waiting for. It's like the memory of what waited for you at the end wasn't there anymore.

"You don't, but I wish you did."

Keep... Date... As long... Possible...

She leans across the table, her lips ghosting over your earlobe, a deep laugh escaping from her throat.

"How will I express my adoration for you then?" Her whisper came out teasing, yet if you looked past that, you can hear her underlying annoyance slip through the cracks. "Perhaps lock you in a golden cage like an innocent bird? Or should I do like a spider and trap you in my web." You sit still, not daring to move.

"Jokes of course, though, I would like for you to stay with me."

Feint words of broken memories invade your head, beating like some painful headache.

"Once this is over, you'll be different. It's sad I won't be able to keep the [Name] I cherish, but it's the price we have to pay for the script. These last moments will be what I'll have left of you, so I hope we can enjoy it together.

The whispers felt familiar, like you've been through it before. Spirit Whsiperer...

"Now, can we please enjoy this last meal of peace before it changes ?"

Your hands grab onto her as you push her to her side of the table. Your breaths were heavy once you remembered the situation the damned clock. Looking back at the time, how could time go by so quickly?

1 hour left.

"Don't try using that shit on me Kafka. It was 3 hours left 10 minutes ago how the hell could that be."

"That's the [Name] I like to see." She doesn't answer you, not a single question. While you frantically shake her.

"I told you myelf, I really do enjoy messing with you." Her hands aren't gloved anymore. The leather long being discarded, her fingers slowly reach up to your cheek pulling you closer to her face.

Her fingers are cold, like a corpse. You don't shiver though. Her touch is the most undisturbing part about her. It's what makes her so horrifying.

"Times up dear." Her thumb ghosts over your lips, gently placing her digit on you. She stand up from her seat, being eye to eye to yourself, her other hand placing itself on your waist, seemingly pulling you closer.

"Boom."

Your vision blacks as your head falls forward, the last thing you remember being the soft feeling of your face resting on her shoulder. Ice cold fingers are left stroking your head as the sound of a door opens.

"At the end of the day," Though you're out cold, deep down she wishes you can feel the way her freezing lips place a chaste kiss on your own. "I'm a selfish woman."

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A dim light is all your blurred vision can see, the sound of a feint hum ringing through the empty space as well. Your head is rested on what feels to be someone's thighs, whoever it is must be the one rubbing circles into your chest, more specifically, the area where a heart would be.

It's not beating. Your hearts not working.

"You're awake." Your eyes clear as you look up at the woman smiling from above. She's beautiful.

She's familar.

"Do you remember me?"

"..."

She waits.

"Do you like me?"

“I…”

She doesn’t say anymore, only tracing patterns into your skin as she waits, that unwavering smile still on her face. The lights grow darker. You don’t hear a throbbing in your ears, something someone with a heart would hear in distress. You don’t have that anymore. Well, maybe not anymore, you can’t remember if you ever did have one.

“Who are you?”

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[xodite]

MDNI

Female yandere oc x fem reader x fem! Yan! Oc!

Light smut incoming

This fantasy post includes forced Pussy eating, soft cnc, bondage, kidnapping, chase kink, fem characters, fem genitalia, cult leader, worship kink, blood, bondage and praise.

The cult leaders pet

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After finding pictures in the forest while camping of dead bodies drained of their blood with a deadly cults logo as-well as a gorgeous woman with long brown hair and hazel eyes standing on top of the bodies you dash to find help, will you escape in time?

You ran through the harsh secluded forest with the cold winds rushing through your hair as you raced away from your camp where you found those cursed images only two things ran through your mind, were you next? And what the fuck was that?

Through your jumbled thoughts and ragged breaths you looked down to see the pictures in your hands again. These images looked hauntingly like the witness described pictures of the deadly cult that lived in these woods, although those were just rumours right? Paranoia raced through your body as you breathed harder until you heard a haunting branch crack behind you. There was someone behind you. And they didn’t have the best intentions with you. Especially with those images you held in your hands.

You continued to race through the forest as you heard ragged breaths and angry desperate cries. The cries rang around your thumping panicked mind. They were loud and horrid. The cries pinged your mind and plagued the deepest crevice of your mind.

In a panic you spotted a thick couple of bushes and hid in there, accidentally dropping the evidence aka the photos. As you watched them fall you heard two people arguing angrily then complete silence. Utter silence. Before a soft woman’s voice rang out from the bush after her perfect manicured fingers picked up the now muddied photos.

“Sweet thing! come on out~! Poor thing your probably so petrified~ trust me our goddesses will be so welcoming! There’s nothing to fear!”

The voice chirped condescendingly as you heard them rustle in the bushes around you, increasingly getting more and more aggressive. They wanted to find you and they wanted to find you now. Then it all came crashing down upon your poor brain as you realized, they wanted you. They wanted to offer you like they did to those to their leaders. The cult was real.

As the wandering hands came closer you felt your muscles tense and you dashed out of the bushes, desperate to escape. At the sudden movement you caught the eye of the near by follower and they attempted to grab onto you, pushing you both into mud as your knees bled from the sharp stick and rock slivers in the wet mud. You desperately crawled away while screaming for help as loud as you could. Suddenly you no longer felt the crushing grip on your leg and looked behind you. The followers were bowing?

Your eyes looked infront of you to see two taller beautiful woman. Cold horror rushed through your veins as you realized one of the woman were in the photos. They were both dressed in riches and soft silk fabrics as they looked down upon you. One had beautiful black silk dressings while the other had white dressings. You easily recognized the one in the black dress as the woman who stood upon the dead bodies.

Cold Horror struck through your bones as your ragged breaths rang audibly through the tense atmosphere. You had no where to run.

Before you could react you felt a sharp pinch in the back of your neck as everything went dark, one of the followers must’ve used a sedative dart. The only thing you felt after that was cold silence as you heard your body thump in the mud and felt yourself fall out of consciousness and the harsh ear ringing sound that permanently altered your hearing.

- smut warning -

You awoke chained to the hard cold ground on your knees infront of the two woman who sat on simple yet elegant wooden chairs. Once you got a clearer look at them you realized they were both hauntingly gorgeous yet something about them ran shivers down your spine. Wordlessly the one with lighter silks stood and laid a gentle hand against your face and slowly guided your disoriented mouth to her smooth delicate pussy. You shook your head no softly yet she tugged harder on your hair, causing tears to run down your face.

“Behave.”

The powerful woman above you demanded as she continued to push your face into her pussy to your dismay. At the rough action you felt the other cult leaders arms wrap around your waist and heard her smooth voice speak to the woman above you,

“Iradita my love, be gentle.”

The woman spoke while slowly slipping her two fingers onto your underwear, slowly massaging your clit. You moaned softly as her skilled fingers continued to attack the little bundle of nerves, ignoring your little whimpers of disapproval.

“Irademia. I shall do as I please, and this sweet girl is going to eat my pussy.”

Iradita hissed while shoving your face into her pussy demandingly. Horror washed through your body as you remembered the news about the horrors they put their victims through, it was better to stay on their good sides. You slowly stuck your tongue on her clit and licked gently. The woman above you groaned and moved her pussy around on your tongue, obviously enjoying it. Her grip on your hair loosened as she whispered,

“Oh sweet girl I’m going to enjoy you, keep going for I am your goddess”

Terrified of Iradita’s anger you kept going, on the edge of cumming from Irademia fingering, you started to suck desperately on Iraditas clit for some form of comfort from the sensitivity in your clit from the merciless massaging. Finally you came on Irademia’s fingers, coming undone and collapsing in her arms. At your movement Irademia caught you and allowed you to rest on her as she continued playing with you.

Iradita groaned and placed one leg over your shoulder, placing her pussy on your face, forcing you to keep eating her out. This was going to be a long night, and you were theirs now, their pet. Their offering.

[ebi-hime]

I've released my free yandere yuri VN, It gets so lonely here, for this year's yandere jam! You can download it on Itch.io for the price of $0.00 here! It gets so lonely here is a spooky VN with fairytale theming feat. three cute(?) girls who love you a lot! What could possibly go wrong? Featuring adorable character art by Mossinasi, a custom OST by yuzuki, and an intricate UI by Elduator, it’s an atmospheric story full of characters who do a lot of Morally Questionable Things... But that’s all OK, because they love you!  ♥ (Note: while this VN isn’t particularly graphic, and there are no drawn depictions of gore nor any particularly detailed descriptions of it, you might want to read the list of trigger warnings on Itchio before deciding if it’s something you want to play!)

[devourable]

yandere gym bunny x gn reader smut ;; dom yan/sub reader, risky/public setting, use of sex toys (app controlled vibrator), praise, dacryphilia, mommy kink? (only said once), reader referred to as baby and doll

the buzzing is so fucking loud. people had to know what was going on, right?

you trembled violently as you tried to finish your reps, staring daggers at valentina as she chatted with someone across the gym. it had became a habit of hers, to pretend to be busy elsewhere simply so she could watch you struggle as she toyed with you from afar. the sight of her on her phone, no doubt messing with the app that controlled the vibrator she had stuffed you with, all while chatting away with her friend made your skin burn.

an excruciating jolt of pleasure buckled your knees and nearly sent you to the ground, involuntarily gritting your teeth to keep yourself from crying out — a punishment from tina for pausing during your workout for too long. you managed to just barely choke down your moans, but the noises that you couldn't keep from slipping past your lips still drew concerned glances from other patrons. you were making a scene! it was so humiliating!

you could hear your girlfriend's sadistic giggle from across the gym when she amped up the bullet's power. you couldn't move, could barely breathe — the only thing you could focus on was the feeling of your painfully sensitive walls being assaulted by waves of intense vibrations. all you could do was lean and squirm against the lifting equipment you were sat on, silently praying that you wouldn't make a mess in your shorts in front of everyone.

it felt like hours had passed before she finally returned to your side. you could barely focus on her words, but you could pick up that she was feigning worry and gently tutting at you for 'pushing yourself too hard'. just loud enough to keep the few that had picked up on your odd behavior from bothering you. she gathered you up in her arms and led you away from the main part of the gym.

thank god the pool room was empty. the second valentina had closed and locked the door behind the two of you, you had to hold onto her, unable to stop the tears from cascading down your face.

"m-mmommy," you sobbed, curling up against tina's chest. "'s too much! please make it stop, i-i can't—"

you cried and cried, whimpering against your girlfriend as she held you close. your pleas mostly fell on deaf ears — she was listening to you, of course, but she just couldn't bring herself to act on your needs. you were just so cute when you cried for her.

valentina gently held your face in her hands, drinking in your ruined form.

"you're doing so good, baby," she cooed, leaning down to your ear to give you a playful nip. "sweet lil' thing. want me to make it stop?"

she was already stooping down to her knees in front of you when you rapidly nodded, unable to stop yourself from panting in anticipation as tina left a trail of sticky, lip gloss laden kisses down your neck, collar, any exposed skin her lips could find on her way down. her hands slid beneath your shorts. the way you trembled as you stood, desperately pressing you thighs together to try and keep the unrelenting pleasure from overwhelming you was enough to get valentina biting her bottom lip.

"look at you, dripping for me~" she purred, her gaze hungrily running over your newly exposed flesh as she pulled your shorts down to your knees. "fuck, you're soaking. you like it when people watch, don't you? didn't know i was dating a little perv."

you couldn't hold back the choked moan she pulled from you as her fingers gently worked their way into you, that overwhelming heat burning in your stomach once again when she prodded at and pulled the vibrating black bullet out of you at a painstakingly slow pace. she savored the way you involuntarily bucked your hips, watching you watch her with that desperate look in your eye, fighting so hard to stop from getting too loud and alerting anyone as to what the two of you were up to.

you tried to speak again, but the feeling of valentina gently nipping the skin of your inner thigh made you gasp.

"be quiet for me," she muttered, the feeling of her breath between your legs making you tremble. "you're so perfect. you can keep it up a bit longer, can't you?"

you honestly didn't think you had much of a choice in the matter. but you couldn't help the small flush of satisfaction that her pleased smile brought you when you nodded.

"that's my doll," she purred, her tongue coming out to meet your wet, sensitive flesh. "let me make you feel real good."