#yan oc

[rxmye]

hello!! can you make hcs about a desperate yandere? thank you so much!! 🫶

" 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 . . " — desperate yandere headcanons . . masterlist [under work] | requesting rules . .

gender neutral reader / yandere oc x reader / yandere content / pathetic yandere / obsessive and delusional behavior / worshipping / suggestive (?) content / kind of culty behavior tbh /

Desperate yandere, who's willing to do anything for an ounce of your attention, who's willing to dig through the trashcan for hours just to find something that he can preserve, yanderes who have they're time solely devoted to you and things that can impress you.

Desperate yandere, who go so far as to memorize your schedule, habits, just to catch a glimpse of you while your walking through a certain street or hall . . desperate yandere's who'll never get tired of the noises you make, the pattern of your breathing, the sound of you walking, the way you sigh when something bad or inconvenient happens . . the face you make when you see them . .

Desperate yandere, who crave every inch of you, who can't get enough of you . . Who's hyperaware of your presence, your voice, your touch, the little things you do, the way your facial expressions change ever so slightly when you're upset.

Desperate yandere, who's willing to change so much for you, finding your playlists, memorizing your taste in music, finding out your favorite foods, forcing himself to like and enjoy it, just as much as you do . . letting every one of your interests become one with himself, letting himself be so consumed in you, that he almost forgets who he is entirely . . because what is he, if not loving you . .

Desperate yandere, a yandere so involved in you that he loses himself, one who can only think of you, it's no wonder that they're such a madman, who wouldn't be, when you're the only thought that he allows to rot his already rotten mind, corrupting him whole. . You are his demon and his angel, all at once, you are everything.

A yandere so desperate, that he finds himself slowly growing detached from himself, watching you from a distance no longer satisfying him, a yandere who's so consumed in his delusions that he finds his way into your live, creeping into every edge and corner of your very being, as you did to his, if you could ruin him, corrupt him, bend him to your whims . . . isn't it only fair for you to cleanse him of his suffering as well?

A desperate yandere, who's vision of life is distorted, who see's you as a being so above those around him, a Godly figure, a deity, if you're a saint then he is your servant, and if you're the devil . . then he's your slave.

@ rxmye , do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work/theme without prior permission and or confirmation.

[heartsforhavik]

superfan! yandere boy x gn! popstar reader

✰ warnings: stalking, obsessiveness, breaking and entering, nsfw, masochist yandere, overstimulation, thigh riding, bondage, male masturbation, unhealthy behavior, average yandere tendencies, male yandere oc (he’s very pathetic and perverted, it’s giving “step on me” energy.) gender neutral reader

✰ a/n: heyyyyy guess who isn’t dead.. i literally open tumblr every 3 minutes i just haven’t been posting. but i’m hereeeee lol. here’s a random yandere oc post, sorry it’s not mortal kombat. (tbh i have faded away from my mk obsession and now i am obsessed with until dawn, the quarry, tlou, and rdr.)

part two here!

superfan! yandere boy that buys all of your merchandise and streams your music on loop 24/7. even while he sleeps.

superfan! yandere boy that commissions artists to draw you and him together in different styles. some of them may depict him on a cute date with you, and some are more explicit and depict you stepping on him or choking him.

superfan! yandere boy that sneaks into your concerts if he didn’t manage to buy a ticket. no matter how strong your security is, he will always manage to find a way in and pretend he's just a regular fan.

superfan! yandere boy that will even sneak onto your house and film you through your window for hours, and then he would go home and touch himself to the footage of you.

superfan! yandere boy that wants to buy meet-and-greet tickets to see you, and be able to feel your presence up close and be able to speak to you personally. but as much as he craves your attention, he knows he wouldn't be able to handle it and would crumble immediately the second you look him in the eyes.

superfan! yandere boy that pays people to stalk you and take pictures of you when he can't do it himself. especially ones when you have a wardrobe malfunction.

superfan! yandere boy that goes to sleep every night fantasizing and dreaming of you. his particular favorite wet dream is of you letting him ride your thigh, grinding against your skin as a desperate attempt to feel any friction on his cock. your hands would roam around his body as he relishes in your attention, no matter where you touch him. any small nudge or brush against his skin would set his heart on fire and oh no where'd his pants go-

superfan! yandere boy that thinks you could do no wrong. you said something offensive and got yourself cancelled? he is your number one defender and would be threatening your naysayers on the internet. he would even go as far as to learn to hack just so he could delete their accounts.

superfan! yandere boy that almost WANTS to get caught. he knows he wouldn't be able to handle your attention, so he avoids it, but a part of him wants to get caught and outed for his perverted, stalker ways. he wants to hear you cuss him out and degrade him. he wants to see the disgusted look on your face as he is exposed for everything he did. spit on him, kick him, treat him like vermin, he doesn't mind. he gets off on the thought of you punishing him. he has a particular fantasy where your punishment for him is by tying him up and overstimulating him until he is crying, whimpering, and almost fainting. but he would still beg for more. no matter how long it lasts. it could be a week long and he still wouldn't be satisfied.

[bloozz]

yan!househusband x reader!!

: gn reader , sub househusband , yandere!! , stockholm syndrome , mentions of thighs and bodily fluids in food 

oh~ i’m gonna love you so~ you’ll learn what i already know, i love you means you’re never getting rid of me!

---------

🦈. yan!househusband who loves to cook and clean with you!!

🌊. yan!househusband who is def a thigh guy,, doesn't matter the size or the thickness, just lives to lay on them and give em a squeeze (sometimes a few bite marks)

🦈. yan!househusband who wants kids, biological or adopted doesn't matter (if you don't want kids he'll be a bit sad but he'll settle for a dog or cat)

🌊. yan!househusband who watches cooking tutorials and blasts them from the tv

🦈. yan!househusband who hates when you go to work but he tries to understand because you pay the bills..

🌊. yan!househusband who likes to watch you sleep because it shows you being vulnerable to him

🦈. yan!househusband who's favorite weapon is a knife!! obvi..

🌊. yan!househusband who definitely wants to cum in your food...

🦈. yan!househusband loves to be dominated but if he's very jealous or angry that day.. you won't be able to walk for a day or 2..

you heard some scurrying and pots banging against eachother before your kidnapper wonderful husband came rushing out to give a big hug! he peppered your face in soft kisses and smiled.

🐟 ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- ︶︶︶︶༉‧₊˚.

“darling, i’m home!” you yelled while hanging your coat onto a rack. 

“how was work?” he asked while taking your bag. you replied with a hum and gave your husband a small kiss. (he almost came and passed out at the same time)

“one of my workers went missing today.. had to do all his work..” you say while slightly glaring at him. he gave a quick very insincere sorry and went back to hugging you.

“sorry.. don’t be mad.. i made your favourite food!” he took your hand in his and led you towards the kitchen. the aroma of the food wafted in the house.

you sighed and sat to eat. he gives a giddy smile and asks you to eat it!! who are you to decline your precious husband's request?

"dear.. why does this taste so weird?"

🌊 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 🦈

First yan post!! you can interpret him however you like :)) yan angel is next

[hana-no-seiiki]

YAN! LOVE RIVAL! : They’ll never love someone like you! I’m smarter, richer, the best spouse one could ever look for!

[Y/N]: Not to mention hot.

YAN! LOVE RIVAL! : A—

YAN! LOVE RIVAL! : I’m—

YAN! LOVE RIVAL! : [ Completely red ] TH- THAT ISN’T FAIR! YOU CAN’T JUST SAY STUFF LIKE THAT!

[Y/N]: . . . 100/10. Would smash.

YAN! LOVE RIVAL! : [ Dies ]

[faux-ecrivain]

Yan! Crossdresser

(First Official Post)

Yan! Crossdresser that only dressed up for fun or because he was bored. Then he sees you, he tries to approach you in his usual clothes, but you don’t even look at him. (maybe you have an aversion to men, maybe you get along better with girls, or maybe you just don’t like men.)

Yan! Crossdresser who, after seeing your reaction to his ‘normal appearance’, decides to approach you dressed as a woman. (He’s even wearing a dress in your favorite color)

It’s a bit awkward at first, it always is when you meet new people, but it’s especially awkward when the person you’re meeting is such a beautiful woman. This new person says her name is Alex, you shake her hand in a nervous manner (ignorant to the flush that graces her face) and then the two of you are hitting it off. It’s almost like Alex knows everything about you.

Yan! Crossdresser who just couldn’t believe it worked so easily, he expected you to be somewhat reluctant to meet new people. But you weren’t, you were so friendly and kind (that’s what he likes about you), but you’re just so oblivious. (He can’t believe how lucky he is that you aren’t the least hit suspicious about all the information he knows about you)

Yan! Crossdresser who goes out of his way to wear your favorite colors, to dress as your ideal partner. (No matter how irritating how those ribbons on his dress were, don’t even get him started on the hours he spends on his makeup)

Yan! Crossdresser who goes shopping with you, spending hours picking out the perfect outfit for you (maybe some of them are a size too small, just so he can help you put them on)

Yan! Crossdresser that goes out of his way to seduce the ones that are interested in you, despite how much he despises them, only to promptly get rid of them (probably hiding those love rivals in his basement)

Yan! Crossdresser who painstakingly prepares the perfect date to ask you out, he contemplates telling you who he truly is, but then he chickens out (he’s worried you might not like him if you knew the truth)

Yan! Crossdresser who decides to continue this facade of being a woman, cutting off those from his past, those who would recognize him. (He barely even talks to his family anymore) 

Yan! Crossdresser who becomes flustered once you express the worry you feel after seeing how distant he’s become to the ones he used to consider friends.

Yan! Crossdresser who has to resist the urge to shower you in kisses when you hold him close and tell him that you’ll be here for you, that if he’s going through trouble with his friends (and family) you’ll be here for him. 

His heart begins to beat ferociously the moment you embrace him, his face flushes an embarrassing amount and he almost squeals when you run a hand through his hair, trying to comfort him. 

He cautiously embraces you, his arms winding around your waist and he buries his face in your chest. 

(You’re mildly uncomfortable, but you’re trying to be a good friend, and Alex doesn’t mean any harm. At least, you don’t think she does, but sometimes Alex’s behavior if suspicious.)

He feels lightheaded (probably all that blood rushing to his face) and he never wants to let you go. 

Yan! Crossdresser who decides to drag out this facade for just a bit longer, he’ll tell you the truth one day, just not any day soon. 

(Alright, here’s my first official post, I’m not very proud of this post, but hey, I’m a beginner and there’s always room for improvement!)

[idanceuntilidie]

Can I request a yandere!ceo x male reader please

Ps, I love your writing ♥️

Thank you!

I hope this was to your liking,

I am working on next request and it will be posted tomorrow.

You are sure your boss hates you.

Sighing dramatically you are met with eyes of worried co workers that are looking at you from behind a comically large stack of documents.

You try to smile at them, then your eyes scan the paperwork again.

You will have to stay after work to even get rid of almost half of the documents.

You rub your face sighing dramatically.

It was tiring, you even regret getting this job in the first place.

“Y/n?”

You feel a light tap on your shoulder, you slowly turn around to face the person who disturbed your moment of self reflection.

It was May, your co worker, she smiled apologetically.

“The big guy wants to see you. What on earth have you done this time man?” She laughs quietly, you join her.

May must be one of the nicest people you have ever met.

“Man, my excuse of ‘the dog ate my homework’ didn’t go through?”

“It seems like it”

She looks at your pile, her cherry red lips forming an o shape.

“Don’t even start May I swear to God”

“What? What? I haven’t said anything”

She huffed.

„You better go, or he will kick your ass out.”

You groaned, lazily moving your body out of the uncomfortable chair that you are pretty sure has reflected shape of your because of the amount of time you had to spend to sitting on it. May patted your back as you dragged yourself out of the office.

You really REALLY don’t want to go there.

Finally you got to the black door, only now you noticed how sweaty your hands were when you were about to open the door your boss did it first.

You came almost face to face with him, he was slightly shorter than you.

He looked at you with a scowl.

“I was about to get you, come in.”

You only nodded, following him in and quietly praying you won’t die in there.

You sat in front of him, eyes scanning the environment and coming in contact with plate containing his last name.

Kingston.

Oh right, you are so used to calling him big man you actually forgot his name.

“Sir L/n, I am not satisfied with your work.

You are lazy, you are coming late.”

Ouch, that’s, that’s not true, you might have been late few times but you are working as hard as everyone else.

“I was thinking about firing you actually”

Your heart sank, mouth opening to argue. Nothing came out.

“You are so lucky I like you.”

“I’m- I’m sorry?”

“I like you. I thought I was clear.”

Your face burned. How is he even saying it so bluntly???

You saw him get up and walk to the big window that was behind him.

He motioned you to come. You did, you swear you couldn’t feel your legs. You wobbly walked next to Kingston. Your eyes looked at the city underneath you.

“Please go out with me”

That didn’t sound like a question nor request.

“You don’t have a choice really, I can make your life a living hell y/n. I can ruin your image, make you loose your job. You don’t want that do you?” he smiled at you,

You swallowed weakly, nodding.

“Great, I will pick you up at seven tomorrow.”

He clapped his hands.

“You aren’t getting rid of me, you belong to me now honey.”

[sinnful-darling]

yan! zombie hcs

cw : gore, parasitic infection, zombie apocalypse, zombies are a tw on their own, confining, infection, non-con somno mentions but nothing descriptive, kinda pervy zombie if you squint

— yan! zombie who hadn’t known you at all pre-apocalypse. they were a shut in degenerate who, despite their appearance, was actually pretty cleanly and organized. they only went out to obtain groceries and to their weekly therapy appointments.

— yan! zombie who, when the apocalypse started, was fucking ecstatic. no more work! no more social interaction! no more paying bills! but their excitement would only last so long.

— yan! zombie who, within the first month had to leave their apartment to scavenge for food and first aid supplies. they’d watched enough youtube videos and how to’s to know what to get. but, upon leaving their apartment, they realized that maybe a zombie apocalypse wasn’t so great after all.

— yan! zombie who ran into a hoard on their way back to their apartment, and unable to defend themselves they were bitten in several places. they were able to push their way through the hoard (not without sustaining further injury) and reach their apartment, bleeding heavily and littered in bitemarks.

— yan! zombie who fought like hell to resist the virus even though they knew it was futile, causing the strain to mutate and develop further.

— yan! zombie who succumbs to the virus after hiding away in their room and feeding into their miseries, wrappers and bloodied bandages surrounding them.

— yan! zombie who, thanks to the virus mutating, is able to think semi-clearly, but has lost the ability to speak and write. they still have full control over their limbs as well.

—yan! zombie who hears someone enter their apartment and finds their mouth watering. they’ve never fed before! how wonderful, their prey has walked right into their grasp!

— yan! zombie who finds you scavenging in their apartment. they’re immediately hypnotized by your presence, watching as you scour their supplies and as your nose scrunches at their odor.

“ew… it smells like something’s died in here…”

— yan! zombie whose viral instincts demand they take you as their mate. they can feel the virus taking over their mind as they take you by surprise and render you unconscious.

— yan! zombie who ties you up with some sheets they tore apart and watches you as you rest. you were just so fascinating and lovely. and you smelled so good too! surely a bite wouldn’t hurt…

— yan! zombie who doesn’t bite you, and instead goes off to hunt, returning with chunks of flesh in their teeth hours later.

— yan! zombie who, upon their return, finds you in a panicked state. your eyes meet theirs and… now you’re thrashing..

— yan! zombie who grunts and stalks off to grab you some food, head hanging low and cursing having been turned into one of the undead. they return with an armful of snacks and drops to their knees in front of you, slowly opening the wrappers.

— yan! zombie who feeds you, upset at how much you were squirming in the beginning. it seemed that you were allowing them to feed you thankfully! they cant have their mate becoming malnourished :))

— yan! zombie who you slowly warm up to, quietly talking to and explaining what you needed them to get on their trips to the outside world. it was kinda nice being provided for..

— yan! zombie who becomes your friend. they mimic your speech patterns and relearns how to speak, causing their strain to mutate further.

— yan! zombie whose flesh starts to mend itself, taking an unnatural, almost translucent color. their veins turn an inky black and they find themselves releases something similar to pheromones that wards off other undead.

— yan! zombie who feels a painful sensation in their nether regions when they find something you do attractive (which is everything) and has to remove themselves.

— yan! zombie who gives into their instincts while you’re sleeping, careful not to wake you.

— yan! zombie who turns you once they feel like they can’t wait any longer. you need to be together forever! they’ll take care of you, so just be patient while their strain rots your brain <33

[vonne-inc]

product: yandere boss - stolen shirt.

gender neutral reader. masturbation with clothing. typical pervert stuff. (a little bit of) yandere behavior.

the day was quiet— the only sound was the clock ticking on the wall. tick, tick, tick, tick. a small reminder, one all too evident, that you weren't around. not now, at least.

even if your absence was temporary, he couldn't stand it. the growing need to see you was growing, and it was becoming unbearable. the only thing that kept him under control was knowing when you'd be back.

his body grew tense, looking at the ticking clock. five hours, nine minutes, and fifty-three seconds. it was still too long... still too much.

"sir?" his eyes snapped to the voice, his dilated pupils contracting. heels clicked against the floor, and soon, a plastic bag was set on his desk, "your lunch." staring at the bag, a familiar logo stamped on it, he quietly hummed.

as quickly as the substitute assistant came, she left. he paid no mind, focusing on the food. pulling the take-out container, his fingers skillfully opened it as he wafted in the smell. it was nothing expensive, rather cheap from a nearby restaurant. although it was special; a dish you commonly ordered.

ah, right. you.

his eyes flickered back to the clock. five hours, three minutes, and thirty-one seconds. only six minutes passed, "fuck..." he mumbled, the itching feeling growing again. his skin tingled, brows narrowed, and shoulders tensed.

pushing aside his lunch, letting it touch the end of his desk. he pulled his desk drawer out; a black, clean chest is shown into view. with a diligent motion, he grabs the key from his pocket and opens it with eager hands.

a sigh leaves his lips, pupils dilating once more as he spots the items inside. clothing, candid photos, perfumes, etcetera. all of it being yours. things to keep him managing whenever you're not around.

picking up one of the shirts he'd collected, unzipping it from its ziploc bag, he carefully takes the cloth and inhales your smell. it smelt just like you; your natural musk mixed with perfume.

the more he breathed in, his pants tightened as it showed his evident arousal. his legs spread wider, cock twitching, as his mind began to wander.

what would you do if you found him like this? force him to his knees and degrade him as he shows you how sorry he is? worshipping your sex with his mouth as he pleas for forgiveness.

would you let him bend you over his desk, fucking you with primal need? him whispering each perverted fantasy he's had of you; his assistant. praising you as he rips an orgasm from you repeatedly.

without thinking about it, his hands drag down his buttons shirt and toward his black pants. working at his belt, it falls loose as he slides his pants down— enough to free his cock.

the tip red, leaking with precum already, he begins to trace the veins of his length. his head throws back, eyes snapping shut as he continues. the stolen shirt had fallen from his grasp and hung on his lap, the smell still reaching his senses.

he reaches for it again, grasping it in his hand, while bucking his hip into the fabric. the loud groan resounded throughout his office. the act of your clothing being wrapped around his cock was enough to get him a needy mess.

his hand begins to stroke the cloth along his shaft, meeting the tip as it soaked in the precum forming. hips bucking up, digits balling into a fist around himself, he couldn't resist fucking into the shirt.

all he could imagine was what you'd look like with his cock thrusting inside of you. the way your face would contort, how your moans and gasps would sound, how stunning you would look riding him with his cum soaking your stomach and chest.

at that thought, he could feel the coil tightening. his grunts grew louder, eyes rolling into his skull. his thrusts became more erratic whilst his office chair squeaked underneath him.

ropes of white shot from his slit, soaking into the shirt and coating the end of his desk. cum hit his clothes, and he choked back a sob at the relief.

once he calmed down, he stared at the shirt in his grip that was still wrapped around his cock. before he thought about another perverted fantasy and become hard, he grabbed the ziploc and secured it back into the chest as he closed the drawer.

and while those hours without you were still unbearable, all that surrounded his thoughts was how much he couldn't wait to leave his newfound gift at your doorstep. he just knows that you'll be surprised to see your favorite shirt covered in his cum.

[oncomingnight]

Yandere! Rockstar

Hello everyone, I'd like to thank each and every single one of you for gifting me 300 supporters. I hope you all enjoy this piece and never hesitate to reach out to me.

Ahmad is mainly known for the incredibly romantic meanings that are behind his songs. His music contains lyrics of desperation and devotion, going right along with his strongly captivating voice. Endearing terms and stories of myth that are from his culture tend to make an appearance in his music, creating a deeper sense of mystique.

His closet is filled with dark colors; Leather jackets, silk blouses, high waisted suit pants, trench coats and long sleeved shirts. He dresses quite modestly for someone that's coined the name of 'rockstar' but his sense of fashion suits him incredibly well.

His fan base has recognized that every single one of his songs are about you. The way he describes the subject of his love suits your exact appearance, plus a track of his is named after you. His supporters have nothing but complete admiration for the relationship the two of you share.

His obsessive tendencies are laid bare when it comes to the lyrics he writes. Here's an example, " Baby, I'm yours and I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky, yours until the rivers all run dry, in other words until I die."

No matter what, you're always tagging along with him when he's on tour. If your job is an inconvenience, he'll make some adjustments so you're able to come with him. How is he expected to survive several months on end without the love of his life present? He won't be able to.

By adjustments I mean threatening your boss, but don't worry about that!

As the two of you are settled on your shared bed inside of the tour bus, he snugly lays his head onto your chest, doe eyes looking up at you, practically begging for you to run your fingers through his silky black hair.

When the two of you are able to wander around the city you're currently located in for a show, he purchases trinkets for you! He enjoys dragging you towards photo booths and commenting on how beautiful you look in every single photograph. "Take a look at this one, you look so gorgeous, حبيبة قلبى."

With anyone else, Ahmad would be described as incredibly reserved and quiet. But with you, he's got his hands all over you, brushing your hair back so he can kiss your forehead, asking about your day, "are you hungry? How was your day? Do you want to go out to the garden? I love you, I love you I love you, I lo-"

He's the type of guy to try and nestle up closer to you, even when your skin is flush togethaer.

Ahmad enjoys both cooking and baking, he takes great joy in seeing your cheeks fatten up for a split second as you bite into the food he made for you, your eyes closing in pure contentment. He used to bake out of stress and the itching need to just do something, but now you stepped into his life and now he does it to see you smile and groan about how much you loved your meal.

Another factor in his fashion is mini gold hoops, the material is important to his culture and he also enjoys how positively the jewelry slightly alters his appearance.

His social media is filled with photos that he took of his morning coffee, him in the studio, him and his friends but it's always mainly you. He'll caption a post of his with the words, "photo dump!" and it's just a bunch of photos he took of you.

You can't blame the man for being in love.

His fans aren't irritated by this, either, if anything they want to see more of you! They comment on his posts saying, "forget Ahmad, I want y/n", "yeah you're cool and all but where's our mom..?"

On the fridge in your shared home are tons of photos that are of you and him. Little magnets that he purchased whilst on tour holding them up.

Not only did he name a song about you but an entire album, it included songs describing the way he felt about you. "Pretty Woman" "The Look of Love" "I Only Want To Be With You" .

Hello everyone, I know this isn't my best work but I wanted to get something out for you guys! Have a nice day and night.

[yxami]

i want my needy malakai :(

Haven’t seen that guy in awhile, hope you enjoy!

description: Malakai x gn reader, Malakai is the yandere masochistic roommate, yandere stuff, mostly fluff

You brushed through Malakai’s hair with your fingers, watching the movie in-front that the two of you decided to play. He was comfortably laying his head in your lap.

“I just don’t like the guy you work with” He pouted, irritated that your shift today was with that one co-worker. He was tempted to go out and kill him but then you’d definitely get mad. He was still suffering consequences from the last guy.

“What’s wrong with him? I don’t think he’s done anything weird lately” You scratched his head, putting him in a tired trance.

“Mph, I just don’t like him. Why can’t you stay home forever” He opened up his eyes, looking up at you with a never ending pout.

“Unless you’re a millionaire, I’m not staying home” You brushed Malakai’s bangs out his face, neatly pushing them back.

“Hmm, I guess I’ll have to become a millionaire then!” He said, tone brimming with confidence as if he was going to make it happen right now.

“Pff, okay tell me when you are one” You kissed his forehead. “I’m gonna make something to eat, do you want something?” You signaled him to get up, which he did even if he didn’t want to.

“I want some eggs and rice! Do you want me to help?” He turned his body to face you when you got up.

“Nah, I’m good. I’ll get started on it right now but tonight you’re making dinner” You yawned, a little drowsy from sitting in a comfortable position for so long.

“Got it!” His eyes trailed you while you made your way to the kitchen. He decided he would take a nap while you made food. He was thinking about bothering you though, that was probably his favorite thing to do.

It probably took you almost half an hour to finish cooking everything. Malakai was able to wake up on his own after smelling a delicious aroma. He got up and hastily made his way to the kitchen.

He saw you serving the rice and eggs into two bowls, neatly packing it with as much food it could hold. He hugged you from behind, holding you from your lower stomach.

“So touchy today, what’s up with you?” You giggled, grabbing two spoon to place into each of the bowls.

“Nothin, just want you to stay with me forever and ever” He kissed the side of your neck, resting his head on your shoulder while he waited for you finish.

“Alright, let’s go eat” You spoke, brushing off his affection, he was either bickering with you or begging to get your attention when he wanted it. You guessed that today was a needy day.

You set the bowls down on the table, sitting in a comfy chair, blowing the steam away from the rice and eggs. You were thinking about making some rice and beans instead but decided not to.

Both of you ate quickly, specifically you because you hadn’t eaten anything all day. Malakai tagged along behind you when you put your empty bowl in the sink and went to your room.

When he laid on the bed he insisted you should lay on him to warm him up even though you had a blanket on your bed already. You wrapped around his body’s warmth, laying on his chest as he rubbed circles onto your back.

“I think you owe me a lot of kisses for cleaning the entire house today” He wrapped his arms around your lower torso, caressing your sides with his hands.

Hmm, you’re right” You smiled before starting your first kiss on his cheek, making a trail to his neck with healing hickeys on it from the last time the two of you did something.

He giggled, feeling your ticklish kisses along his jaw. He brought your face closer so he could feel your soft lips pressing and sucking against his skin. He loved when you marked obvious places on his body, even encouraging you by sneakily offering it up.

If he wanted you to kiss his neck, he’d leave out in the open almost like right now by turning his head. You always thought it was a cute tactic so you indulged in it. You sucked on a part of his neck, bruising the skin quickly.

“And there” You placed the last kiss on his lips, making him want more.

“That’s all? Can’t I get more?” His questions sounded like whines when it came out from his mouth.

“So greedy, I’ll give you just a few more” You pressed your lips against his, warming up the area between your faces. The kiss became more intense as it went on. He slipped his tongue in between your lips, wanting more then just regular kissing.

You cracked a smile with the way his hands grasped at your hips. He felt you slip your tongue in his mouth, rubbing against his, it made him deepen the kiss by pulling you closer, you sat on him now and leaned into it.

Shortly after you panted letting go of the kiss while your tongue felt the cool air in the room. He didn’t want to let go of the kiss, even if he needed to breathe too. He loved every feeling he got when he was close to you, it was addicting.

“Is that good enough, Mal?” Malakai nodded, cheeks burning a semi-deep red. He doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to how you make him feel, no matter how many times this happens.

“Kay’ I’m gonna be right back.. I think I left my phone downstairs” You got up managing to get out of bed before a hand grabbed onto your shirt.

“Don’t go, just stay with me.. you can get your phone later!” His big puppy eyes had you conflicted whether to stay or not. He was an ass when he wanted to be but he could really pull off a look like that if it got him something.

“Fine but if you fall asleep first then I’m gonna go get my phone” You snuck under the sheets, slipping into his arms that tightened around you. You could feel his heartbeat from how close you were to his chest.

“Deal!” He felt giddy knowing that his begging had worked. He was extremely greedy when it came to time with you, he needed all of it. That’s why he refused to sleep right now.

“You’re so warm and toasty.. you’re like a giant heating pad” Malakai tightened his hug, needing to feel more of your body heat. “I love everything about you.. I wanna stay with you forever”

“If you don’t crush me right now then maybe you will!” You managed to grumble out before he loosened his grip on you.

“My bad!” He let go of you, almost missing the adorable expression on your face.

The both of you stayed in bed for awhile, before deciding to play some games. Nobody ended up sleeping so he had you all to himself away from your phone. A day of you only paying attention to him, that was one of the things he wished about before he slept.

He wished for a lot of things from you, the most important two being that you would stay by his side forever and to love him even if he killed people for you.

[rxmye]

" 𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 "

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐂𝐊 — a confident athlete who turns into pathetic putty at the thought of you . . .

nsfw / sixteen + content / smut / gender neutral reader / yandere content / sub!yandere / masturbation / pervert yandere (he literally breaks into the locker room for your shit) / olfactophilia/osmolagnia (scent/smell kink) / dacryphilia (kink for crying) / breath play / yandere oc x reader

masterlist | requesting rules | character info . . . a/n: haven't wrote smut in awhile, so im a bit rusty . . .

Lucas dangled the keys in his hands, a grin playing on his face as he walked towards the locker room—using the key to unlock the door—it was pretty easy grabbing the keys from the janitor's room, not that this school was particularly secure with their locks. It would be pretty easy breaking in, if he tried hard enough . . 

Lucas scanned the area, looking through each locker trying to find which one was yours . . he had your lock combination memorized, though he did get a little help from a friend in order to figure it out.

His hands reached for the clothes that you had left in your locker, lifting it up to his face, eyes going half lidded as he inhaled your intoxicating scent, he felt his face growing warm and his body growing weak. Lucas leaned down onto the lockers for support, almost losing balance as he slid down onto the floor.

Lucas pressed the flimsy piece of clothing further onto his face, engulfing himself in your smell—so much so that he could almost taste you—all the while his other hand travelled downwards, clumsily unbuckling his pants in a hurry . . hasty movements contradicted his rational mind, not bothering to care if he'd get caught.

He slid his pants down, just enough to reveal his semi-hard cock—a soft whine escaped him at the feeling of the cold air—his free hand now teasing his tip, as he relaxed his body, closing his eyes shut . .—imagining how disgusted you'd be seeing him in this pitiful state— . . that really turned him on, he cussed under his breath at how pitiful and pathetic his thoughts were . .

Lucas wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, slowly moving his hand up and down—his vision growing hazy—as he let out breathy sighs of pleasure—whines growing louder when he moved his hand faster.

Lucas stuffed the clothing he took, and pushed it into his mouth—drool escaped the corners of his mouth—blocking his ability make a sound, as he moved his hand faster around his cock—little tear droplets stinging his eyes, as he felt his legs shake slightly at the sheer pleasure—he used his now free hand to pinch his nose, closing his only source of air . . .

All he could taste was you, the clothing taking away all the moisture in his mouth, as tears begin to escape his eyes, saliva escaping the corners of his mouth, dripping onto his clothing—his legs began to convulse—his back arching slightly, as he finally came, all over the floor . . .

Lucas spat out the fabric, "fuck", the bell rang . . How is he gonna clean up this mess fast enough? . .

@ rxmye , do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work/theme without prior permission and or confirmation.

[heartsforhavik]

anon req: ugh i wnna abuse bayani in a twisted and heavy way so bad. that creep would probably like it

a/n: hey so ummmm that part 3 is taking me a hot minute so here's smth small to feed the bayani stans in the meantime. tysm for all the support and patience😇😇 also anon i know u said twisted, but i don't think i went as twisted as u wanted i apologize. also peep my new carl grimes layout rip havik layout 2023-2024. also if u saw me publish this a few mins ago no u didnt

you can abuse him however you want. kick him, spit on him, or thrash him around like a toy. please take your anger out on him. had a stressful day? feel free to use him as a punching bag. feeling angry or sad for no reason? he’s already on his knees for you to toy with. he'll be fine. you could even tie him up so he doesn't squirm as much. hell, you could even use something as painful as a taser on him and he wouldn't mind. he would enjoy it. bayani would love to be used however you see fit. just ignore the mysterious stain on his crotch.

even if you're rough with him in bed. like if you tease him by using a vibrator to its highest setting and rubbing it against his dick. he'd be begging for you to let him cum, but you would leave him alone right before his release just to torture him a little. bayani would be whining and pathetically trying to grind himself against your leg for some sort of friction, just to feel a little bit of your touch. but you'd leave him alone, and walk away hearing his desperate pleads for you to come back, and his frustrated whimpers as he struggles to cum without your aid.

[bloozz]

hey guys im bored 👍 so im gonna write a smut

sub!househusband (nico) x gn reader

smut, househusband is in fact a whiner, edging, sobbing, drooling, begging, light bondage, nipple play, punishment, implication of murder, dacryphilia

"Aah~!"

Moaned your dear househusband. You gripped his throbbing cock tightly with your slender fingers. He tried to move his hands, wanting to go faster but the soft red rope connecting them denied.

Nico bucked his hips pleading for more friction, causing you to shake your head and pull your hand off. He starts to buck up into the air, needing more. "No, darling.." You whispered in his ear, pushing his hips back down into the bed.

His brain was turning to mush, he just needed any type of friction on his swollen pink dick. "Please... Please.." Nico whimpered out. You giggled quietly before laying your palm on his tip and moving it in circles, his pre-cum lubing up your palm.

"haaH~!!"

His drool dripped down his chin, pulling at his ropes and feeling the knot in his tummy swell. He's about to cum. Nico starts to whimper and grind, before–

.. where did your hand go? Nonononono- he started to feel tears drip down his pretty, flushed, plump cheeks. He thrashed on his restraints and arched his back.

You pushed him, once again, back into the bed, but with a bit more struggle this time. He wanted to cum so bad.. :((

"Sorry, baby~.." You teased. To give him a smidge of relief, you brought up your two free hands and started pinching at his cute nipples, the buds hard and erect as you twist and suckle.

He let out a small whine. Deciding that you feel a bit bad for him, seeing as that he has been a good boy during this punishment, you can give him the release he so desperately wants.

Letting one of his nipples go, you go back to roughly stroking his girth. He writhed and groaned with pleasure. "mggh!" He bit his lip. He was so so so sensitive :(

Nico's cock started to twitch in your hold before spurts of white pearly strings flew out of his tip. The pleasure was so intense that he ripped his hands out of the restraints.

You made sure to stroke him through his high until he calmed down and panted loudly.

"Remember that this was your punishment for what happened yesterday. Our neighbours are suspecting us."

He nodded, but he knew he would do it again.

[raine-soft]

🅐🅣🅣🅡🅐🅒🅣 ​ 🅐🅝🅓 ​ 🅖🅐🅢🅟

The wolf and bunny

‧˚꒰🐾꒱༘⋆Everyone needs someone sweet, tender, a special little person who brings joy to your life, that ray of light in the midst of the darkness. Nick, unfortunately, found it in you and well, in exchange for being his emotional support, he would take care of you all the time.

ʚ🥕ɞYou were protected by everyone because of your clumsiness and your impulsivity, you never thought about the consequences of your actions, you never thought if it would affect you. Nick took it upon himself to take care of yourself, taking care of you because you had little or no sense of survival.

✩♬ ₊˚.🎧You left your apartment in a hurry to go to university, Nick finished his degree a long time ago and had a lot of money, so he could see you on his cameras all the time. Nick noticed that you left the stove on, again, he went to turn it off while he wondered how you survived without his care, you were so distracted that you didn't even notice your bed made, your clothes organized, your dishes clean, the food in the refrigerator that was never left. Finished, the medications you had on your desk when you needed them, your pet fed and bathed all the time. Nick studied you all the time, he knew your clothing size, your style of clothing, your favorite color, your favorite food, he knew everything about you; He was just waiting for the precise moment to be able to take you into his arms and finally claim you as of your property. He thought he deserved a reward for taking care of you, so at night he went and put you to sleep with chloroform so he could fully masturbate with your naked body. He wouldn't do anything. That you wouldn't want, but maybe a small reward wouldn't be bad at all.

₊ ⊹₍ᐢᐢ₎ Nick had been studying you for months, thinking about how to approach you, and finally he found it: Approach your brother. Well, he was a smart guy with money, which made life easy squared away, he knew that your brother was going to rent the apartment to share it, but he had to be trustworthy, and who could be more trustworthy than the guy who met you? Brother in a bar for spoiled rich people and who shared some cannabis with him. Yes, you and your brother were stupid enough to invite a dangerous stranger to stay at your house. Nick felt victorious to finally be so close to his beloved, it was like being close to his favorite artist. Nick arrived in his expensive car and took his things down, then left them in a room next to you that was your property. You approached with an apple pie, although you didn't know anything about how to take care of yourself, you knew how to cook perfectly, Nick saw you with a nervous smile. In your face.

Y/N: Here, I made this for you Nick: T-thank you <3 Y/N: You're welcome.

🂾⛦☯ And so you were able to strengthen his strong obsession with you. Are you perhaps so perfect to be everything he is looking for? He doesn't know it, but now he loves you more, and he will take a photo of the pie to keep it with the thousands of other stupid things he stole.

[cumtastiics]

I want more inquisitor HCs. He seems like a mix between yandere and tsundere and I love it!

yan inquisitor hcs

he's very mean to you :( but he does make up for it! sometimes!

whenever you complain about hungry he's probably gonna argue with you, and tell you to go to your room but then leave a plate a food for you less then 5 minutes later.

buys clothes he thinks would look good on you.. then make comments on how it looks silly on you (he's probably jerking off to your outfit later)

always threatening you when you cry about wanting to leave, saying that he'll chain you up, and restraining your arms and legs completely.

he says he'll let you go to the park (lies!!) if you're good.

you haven't bitten his hand for 3 weeks when he tries to feed you. why haven't you gone to the park yet?

want more? request!

[idanceuntilidie]

Can I request poly yanderes x male werewolf reader please?

Where they collar him and force him to be their pet.

Sure you can!

Hope this was okay, I wanted to write this earlier but I had small issues with mental health.

Poly yans x male werewolf reader

tw. yandere themes and kidnapping.

Requests open,

There was a curse in your family. No one knows how it came to be.

It was a burden passed onto generations,

and now, you.

Thank whatever is out there that it only happened on the night of a full moon.

It made it easier to get through this.

It was your secret, no one knew, you wanted to keep people safe. Beside small interactions here and there you were alone, and it sucked ass.

Your body shivered, it was so cold in the basement. You hated it, but it was a small price to pay to keep everyone alive. You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you killed anyone.

“Alex if you won’t get your ass in there-“

“I am trying Six, can you shut the fuck up for a second?”

“If you won’t shut the fuck up someone will call the cops”

Once upon a time, when you visited a coffee shop, a group of three caught interest in you.

You spilled your coffee and Six offered to buy you another.

You agreed shyly, hands shaking when Six gave you the cup.

It was cute, when they got back Alex and Mateo cooed about how adorable the interaction was. It sparked something, and each meeting it glowed brighter. Your face, eyes, hands, how you breathe made them more in love.It got to the point that it was burning, and your little interactions couldn’t satisfy the group.

They began to follow you.

They even went as far as getting into your house. They didn’t take anything, they just checked everything out, to see how you live. You had such a small house, you deserve better.

They decided to steal you away.

When they finally have gotten inside they began to look for you.

Alex didn’t see you leave the house tonight so that gave them a green light to get in.

“I thought you said that he didn’t leave!”

Mateo whisper yelled at Alex.

“He didn’t, I was watching him for the whole day he didn’t leave.”

Alex hissed at him.

Six only huffed, and tried to look for you, they heard a loud bang from the basement. It made them pause.

The door was closed, but they swear there is such loud noises coming from the other side.

They didn’t know you had a dog.

After some lock picking later, the door was opened and the noises were louder.

Six had expected a lot of things but not this.

You groaned in pain before you opened your eyes.

Was it morning already?

The whole transformation thing always tired you out. You also wanted to take a shower and actually put some clothes on, to save your clothes from being destroyed you only had boxers on, it was really fucking cold.

You rubbed the sleep of your eyes only to notice you aren’t in your basement.

You were in a very fancy room.

When you finally got up you heard a small jingle sound.You brought a hand up to your neck, a collar. A fucking collar. Before you even got a chance to scream the door bursts open, and you see three familiar faces.

“Oh you are awake already?”

Mateo chirped,

“Hungry?”

Alex smiled.

You were speechless. You tried to get away as far as you could, you didn’t notice Six sneaking up to you.They hugged you, forcing you not to move. They nuzzled their head into the crook of your neck. Alex and Mateo aww’ed at that.

“..Where am I?”

“In Mateos house”

You saw Mateo sigh dreamily.

“I have always wanted a pet.”

Alex nodded and Six hugged you tighter.

You swear they will break your bones.

“..Pet?”

Six let out a small mhm.

Then it hit you, you were kidnapped. How much did they see? How long were they planning this?You needed to fucking get away.You started to scream and scratch, it didn’t help. It only seemed to make Six angry, they pulled your hair and yanked it back.

“If you don’t calm the fuck up we won’t be so nice.”

He huffed.

“You are our pet now, and we don’t care if you like it, or not. Be a good boy and don’t struggle.”