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yandere bunny hybrid x reader
A/n: the Intro was rushed because I got too excited to write the smut. Not proofread 🌺
Tw: noncon turns to dubcon, androgynous breeding kink, little dirty talk, he's a horny bastard. Mommy kink but it can be applied to any gender. Slapping body parts, he has a minor lactation kink. Mdni please!
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★you met the little furball while you were out on a evening walk. It was the middle of winter and being cooped up inside the house all day was starting to get a little claustrophobic
★you didn't notice him at first since he blended in with the snow. Stopping mid-walk when you heard a weak little whine coming from behind you. Slowly turning around, you saw a pair of red eyes staring at you from beneath the snow
★approaching them slowly, you could finally see him more clearly. Milky white skin turning a light blue due to hypothermia. He didn't have the strength to run when you picked him up. Patting his head, you headed back home.
★giving him a warm bath and setting him next to the fireplace, you slowly nursed him back to health. He was very reluctant at first, but your touch was too comforting to pull away from. He hasn't felt this safe since he was just a baby bun! He stayed with you nearly the entire winter
★midway he starts to get himself familiar with your home, peeking under furniture and into rooms, he seemed to understand you when you'd ask him questions in English
"what's your name little fella?"
"cotton.."
★eventually you had to let him go back into the wild, just a month before spring arrived. He was reluctant but with enough convincing he finally left. Looking back at you from the forest edge, watching you wave goodbye with that beautiful smile he loves
❣️cotton who goes into heat early because he can't stop thinking of you. Burrying himself in his burrow, humping the air. Nothing is as soft as you and your bed. Nothing can make him feel as safe as your touch does
❣️he shoos any females who wish to mate away. Claiming he already has a mate. Oh he wished you'd come into the forest looking for him, to take care of him again as he fills your tight little hole up with his cum
❣️he spends most of his time shamelessly masturbating to the thought of you. His entire heat cycle has been on loop since he left, so finally gathering the balls he heads back to your cottage. Watching you from a distance, lazily stroking his already sensitive cock.
★just minding your business, you don't notice the certain bunny hybrid approaching slowly. You don't have much time to react before a familiar mop of white hair tackles you to the ground. Desperately humping your clothed sex as he whines and grunts.
"cotton!? What the hell are you doing!?"
"hah- nhg need.. mate.. pretty mate.. need to breed! Ohh!"
★you tried pushing him off, but when did he get so strong!? Pining your arms down and ripping your clothes off, wasting no time in lapping at your genitals. Eating you out like a starved man, sucking and nipping your inner thighs until he's sure you're nice and lubed up
★he carefully pressed the tip in, but he doesn't last long as he slowly sinks deeper into your gummy walls. Letting go of your arms and roughly grabbing your hips, which were sure to bruise later, brutally fucking your brains out. Slapping your chest and privates as he grinds his cock deeper
★he keeps going even after he's ripped multiple orgasms out of you. The pleasure slowly chipping off your resistance. Leaving you a blubbering moaning mess under the bunny. A pool of his cum under where your sexes kept meeting.
★it doesn't matter what gender you are, he's determined to breed you until you're swelling with his children. He couldn't wait to suck and bite your chest once it was swollen with milk!
"gonna be so pretty- mph! So pretty, all swollen 'n fat with my babies.. gonna be a good mate, right? G-gonna give me lots of 'em right? Oh ohhh! Cumming again! 'Yer squeezing all my cum out! Mommy!!"
★let's just say that you should get use to your new roommate husband, because now there's no way of getting rid of him. Ever.
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yaymiyas · 2 days
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THE TALK
warning: yandere!isekai!crown prince, he is very mean in this, female reader
a/n: this is TECHNICALLY not a part two to the introduction but it sort of is….. it jumps from the conversation to the breakfast……..enjoy! ALSO ALSO ALSOOOOOOOO technically its female reader bc you got reincarnated blah blah
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looking at the fragments of bacon he didnt want to eat, he let his fingers drum against the edge of the white plate. the fact that you, the daughter of a whore, lover to none, and nuisance to all, was right beside him made his food hard to swallow. the two of you sat in the dining room, and while he sat at the very end of the table with his back facing the door to the kitchen, your usual spot would be that of the opposite side. right across from him, back facing the entering door, but it seems after the poison didn’t hit quite deep enough in your veins, it did affect your brain because, for some reason, you thought it was brilliant to sit directly next to him. you weren’t as talkative as he would have thought of you, ever since you have learned of the activities he had decided to partake in, you started to demand his attention. at first, it didnt bother him much, since he himself started to believe that he was focusing solely on gracie that your suspicions were bound to grow, and grow they did.
for weeks, months, up until the poisoning you were all up on him. he was certain that you were attempting to skin him alive and wear him as a coat it was all mildly unpleasant but more irritating. saer never had a taste for you; rather, he actually hated you. to no one’s fault but his own fathers, he was forced to marry you out of pregnant promises. your father, sir tudor, wasn’t the poorest dope saer’s father has ever seen, but he was the loyalist. he worked on the gwynn estate, doing a multitude of things for the family, automatically gaining the trust of the duke and then the king himself. at the time, king gwynn was more fascinated with how a man with such little knowledge could become his most loyalist man, but that he did. following the pregnancy of both the queen and your mother, he decided that the best course of action was to marry his second unborn son off to the unborn daughter of a freeloader.
an icy shiver runs down saer’s back, forcing him to shake his shoulders and head. looking up from your half eaten plate, raising your head to the sudden movement. he was quiet the whole time, poking at the small slivers of bacon like they were the nastiest things on earth. you werent surprised that he wasnt talking; no, you were actually relieved. it wasn’t because he wasnt attractive or anything, he certainly does look like the main lead; its just the talk you had prior to the breakfast that was replaying in your head. cynthia and amanda didn’t give you much information, since, from the looks of it, they didn’t want to say too much. either their heads were on the line or yours were. you never thought about asking tily, even though she was the one that brought you down here. it just felt too weird knowing she was the one who weirdly had something against you. from your fading memories of ‘obsession falls’, you remember reading online forums and tweets about the whole thing. it seemed like the only real crime edina committed throughout the whole book was wanting her husband to love her. she did everything he had asked of her, from the way she talked to her style of clothing, even to what letters she can reply to. in olden standards, she seemed like the perfect obedient wife. this might have been your first mistake, but you didn’t read too much on saer or his backstory, so you never really understood the reasoning for his hatred of his wife, but you knew it was deep and it was boiling.
clearing your throat, you believed it was a better time than ever to clear the air and get to your point. you never understood why edina allowed things to get as deep as they were, but she was made just to be killed. it sucks that no matter what you do or say, saer will always hate you because you are edina.
“saer,”
“ae.”
that stupid nickname. shutting your eyes tightly and fighting back against any light to seep through, you sighed heavily. the whole time, saer had been watching you carefully. even though it was from the corner of his eyes, he was indeed trying to calculate your next moves. it was kind of silly that your sudden change in physical response is making him antsy, but how can anyone fault him? the last time the air-headed cunt decided to change the way she was reacting, gracie was suddenly engaged to alastair and smiling in his face about it. it was enraging. other than the fact that you were in his life to begin with, knowing that the reason he couldn’t slit the throat of his ex best friend was all because you decided to breathe. those two minutes were the longest two minutes of his life. he watched as your head dropped down on the table, making a very sudden and loud noise with it. saer had sternly told any and all servants to leave the two of you be if any loud, disruptive noises were heard. he even double checked that he sent your nosey maids, cynthia and amanda, home around that time. he knew that if they were present in the building, you weren’t going to eat that poison.
it was infuriating to watch them care about someone as lowly as you. not just them, anyone. reading gracie’s letters, asking how you’ve been and to see you before she even utters a word about him, was beyond hurtful. it felt as if his whole world was falling apart, all because you decided to have superpowers and not die. this was the only way to get back at you. he has tried strangling you. he has tried slaying you. each attempt was caught by either maid, cynthia, or amanda. it made him sick to see you get dotted on. seeing the frilly outfits they were making you wear, as if you were a porcelain doll not worth anybody’s touch. you were disgusting. a disgusting being that deserved to die. so why. why were you here? why were you looking at him like he had done something wrong. 
“enough with the causalities, i would like a divorce saer.”
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yanaleese · 3 days
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Do I love you? - A short Karma comic
"Baby...please take your time..."
"SWIMSWIMSWIMSWIM!!"
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"Well done, Karma!"
"Thanks, Chef."
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"Guess I win this time, Karma!"
"Oh no you don't..."
"So 1 more round of exercise couldn't hurt, yeah?"
"....ugh..."
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"Don't look. I'm too beautiful right now."
"Whatever, Xaxi <3"
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"I'LL GET THEM FOR YOU KARMA!!! THEY'LL PAY FOR THIS WITH MY FISTS!!!"
"Ok Xaxi...just please calm down..."
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"I love you more, than ever before 🎵~"
"And in my eyes, you are my light 🎵~"
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Ha...Xaxi, Mami, Rey-Rey...
Whoever you are.
I love you regardless. I love every single part of you.
In fact...
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illicit-eclipse · 3 days
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perfectlovevn · 2 days
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what would the milos think of a lover who's obsessive/possessive over him the same way he is over them? how would he handle it?
Ooh interesting question.
I think PreMilo might be a bit off put at first. It’s not really because he hates them, just that he’s surprised that someone would be so intense to someone like them. He’s not used to attention like that unless it’s him being bullied. Still, he will definitely grow to like it. Depending on how his lover is like, he might either develop traits that encourage such behaviors (like feigning being hurt or bullied to be cared for or being overly clingy) or he might start to mimic his lovers behavior as well.
Violence is likely pretty happy over the situation especially if he still gets to protect his love. If he is protected instead, he might slightly revert back to some of his Pre Milo personality, being a bit more touchy feely with his love. I’d imagine the two would be an unstoppable duo.
Manipulation is probably swooning. I think unlike Violence, he would for sure get himself in situations where his love would be more obsessive/possessive toward him. He loves the attention he’s getting. If the two stalk or take things from each other for their stalker wall, he would be seriously enthralled.
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Yandere backup friend x reader
He was the backup friend the friend u went to when your favorites weren't around never the first or second choice just the backup plan and he was yours too but he was hopelessly In love with you he was always there to wipe your tears always the shoulder to cry on always there for you with open arms but never your first choice.
It hurt him more than he could describe but he desperately tried to win you over and he was so close until he came along Caleb your new boyfriend this crushed him but you were happy so he couldn't kill him just yet he knew Caleb was a player he knew he'd break your heart so he used it for his advantage he was there to listen to your cries when Caleb did something he was there to hug you tight and whisper in your ear how much he cared about you and how you deserved so much better and he was there to console you when Caleb tragically and mysteriously died
Now he'd have to be your first choice cuz he was your only choice...
Hello my beautiful single Pringles I recently got played so be careful with live guys it hurts and I may do more of this story
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yanderesimp2000 · 1 day
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yan vox x fem reader PART 2
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https://www.tumblr.com/yanderesimp2000/745848871640547328/yandere-vox-x-fem-reader?source=share
PLEASE ALSO READ BY OZZIE X GN READER I SPENT SO MUCH TIME ON IT
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TWS: hypnosis,Noncon touching,vox in himself is a TW,electroshock, collar,blood, and normal vox TWS
9 hours later you wake up next to Vox. Vox was laying next to you, cuddled up in his arms as if he had held you throughout the night. He seemed to be awake already, though. you struggle a little but not full blown attempt to escape Vox gently holds you tighter "Hmm, is someone starting to wake up?" he teased he was always like this when you were working with him but at leasts you got to leave after 9 hours . He gives you a tender smile as he looks at you. His grip around you is tight, almost as if he is afraid to let you go. Vox slowly starts to stroke your hair as he lets you squirm a bit, but still maintains a tight grip around you. He continues to caress your hair and cheek, smiling as he watches you wake up. what happened last night was a blur all you knew was that what ever vox was doing you weren't liking "Good morning darling." He says this softly and gently, clearly being more tender now that you were awake.
Vox then lays his head onto your shoulder and cuddles even closer. "did you sleep well" he asked in a low purr "don't talk to me" you blurt out angry Vox let out a sigh and pulled you even closer to himself, holding you like you were a pillow."You're awake now, so you don't have much choice but to talk to me..." he cooed He pulls your head down on his shoulder and runs his hand through your hair. "Shhh shh, just accept the affection and let me hold you..." he said in a gentle voice. you wriggled a little to try and get away from him
Vox let's out another sigh as he clings onto you more tightly, not allowing you to move around. "Don't you dare struggle. You will just make things worse for yourself." he said Slightly threateningly.
Vox let's out another sigh as he clings onto you more tightly, not allowing you to move around. "Don't you dare struggle. You will just make things worse for yourself." he said Slightly threateningly He chuckles as he starts pressing the button on the collar, sending you into a state of panic with shocks being sent through all areas of your body. But he immediately stops. you start squealing at the top of your lungs from pain Vox's eyes widen in annoyance after hearing you squeal "Shush, darling, please don't make so much noise. If you keep doing it, I'll just have to activate the collar again..." He plays around with the collar, as the fear of getting shocked again makes you squeak and squeal. Vox enjoys seeing the look of desperation on your face... He enjoys holding all the power over you.
He plays with the collar more, threatening to activate the shocking mechanism again if you continued acting like this. The collar suddenly starts beeping loudly, letting out more frequent beeps just to remind you of its presence and make you panic more. you finally just blurt out "I'll stop being so loud please just don't shock me" in a state of desperation "Good. Now... I hope you learned your lesson." vox said Vox starts to loosen his grip on you slightly, letting you squirm and move a little more, though he still holds you pretty tightly.
He plays with the collar more, threatening to activate the shocking mechanism again if you continued acting like this. The collar suddenly starts beeping loudly, letting out more frequent beeps just to remind you of its presence and make you panic more. you finally just blurt out "I'll stop being so loud please just don't shock me" in a state of desperation "Good. Now... I hope you learned your lesson." vox said Vox starts to loosen his grip on you slightly, letting you squirm and move a little more, though he still holds you pretty tightly.
He plays with the collar more, threatening to activate the shocking mechanism again if you continued acting like this. The collar suddenly starts beeping loudly, letting out more frequent beeps just to remind you of its presence and make you panic more. you finally just blurt out "I'll stop being so loud please just don't shock me" in a state of desperation "Good. Now... I hope you learned your lesson." vox said Vox starts to loosen his grip on you slightly, letting you squirm and move a little more, though he still holds you pretty tightly. "Just relax... Now, are you hungry? I can make some breakfast if you're hungry." His voice is softer and a bit more gentle now, but he still holds you tight as if he was still ready to send you into shock again at any moment. you nod your head trying not to make eye contact Vox lets out a small chuckle and smiles as your head nods."Alright... Let me get up then. Just stay here." He gets off the bed and walks to the kitchen, his eyes carefully monitoring you to make sure you didn't try to run away again. Vox starts making you a sandwich, adding various ingredients including some meat, cheese, and veggies, then adding some seasoning on top. He cuts it up into small pieces as he begins plating the food and preparing the table.Vox continues to watch you from the corner of his eye as he continues making you breakfast, not letting you out of his sight for even a moment. After a few more minutes, he finishes preparing your food and starts walking back into the bedroom with the plate."Breakfast is ready..." He enters the room, carrying the plate with your breakfast. He sits down on the bed next to you, keeping you pinned in his arms, but leaving you just enough room to eat. you eat but try to avoid eye contact
Vox notices your attempt to avoid eye contact but doesn't say anything about it. Instead, he watches you as you eat, not taking his eyes off you for even a second. soon you finish your food Vox smiles as you finish your food. "Good girl... Did you enjoy the breakfast?" you dont respond trying to avoid him. Vox just chuckles as he realizes you're not going to respond. "Fine, don't answer if you don't want to..." He gently plays with your hair while he watches you silently you slap his hand away when he starts playing with your hair. Vox lets out a small sigh as his hand is suddenly slapped away. You can see the annoyance in his eyes, but he remains silent and doesn't say anything. After a few seconds, he tries to play with your hair again.
"GET AWAY FROM ME" you hiss Vox let's out a gasp as you hiss that at him, and immediately pulls his hand away. He looks at you in shock, not expecting the type of response you just gave him. "Don't you dare yell at me, sweetie! Did you forget who you belong to!?" His eyes now have an intense glare instead of the usually playful look he had before. You can see him clenching his fists tightly in a attempt to hold himself back. "I own you. You are mine now... I can do anything I want with you. Do you think you have the right to speak back to me?" you get even angrier when he says this and you punch him in the face "LET ME GO YOU SICKO" you yelled at him in pure rage Vox's face immediately fills with rage and his grasp around you tightens. He then presses down on the button on the collar, causing it to send out a strong shock as the collar glows red. "OW OW OW STOP YOUR HURTING ME" you yelp He continues to hold the button of the collar, causing you to screech from the pain. Even though you're yelling and hitting him, he still holds you down and doesn't let go of the button. He just keeps pressing it down each time the collar glows red. you then start seizing vomiting and spazzing and even coughing up a little blood but he dosnet care he even chuckled a little He continues holding the button for a bit longer before finally loosening his grip, stopping the shock. The collar goes back the normal, but the lights on the collar are still red and beeping loudly.
You were left a crying bloody mess after that vox still holds you, though not as tightly as before. Your collar was still beeping, and it was obvious how much pain you were in. But he didn't really say anything, he was just quietly caressing your hair and letting you calm down. You try to desperately crawl away but you too weak and too slow Vox notices you trying to crawl away and just chuckles a little as he easily pulls you back towards him as you are too weak to resist. "Where do you think you're going…? You're not going anywhere..." you whimper and cough up a little blood on voxes coat when he pulls you back vox looks down at his coat, and a slightly disgusted look appears on his face. "Ew… Did you just get your blood on my jacket…? That's disgusting…” He then tries to wipe off the blood off of his jacket, leaving you to suffer while he cleans it off. you wince in pure agony but he just dosnet care “Try not to make such a mess next time…”He says this angrily, clearly disgusted by the blood stain. you manage to utter out one word "h-h-help" Vox doesn’t even look up at you as you say this. He finishes cleaning his coat and then looks at you, giving you a dismissive glance. “Why are you asking me for help?” he scoffed “You really think that I’m going to help you? You attacked me and didn’t expect consequences?” He lets out a sigh as he stands up. “but Don’t worry, I’ll get you cleaned up…” He says this condescendingly, as if he isn’t the one who caused all of this discomfort in the first place.
He walks over to the bathroom, expecting you to follow him as he motions for you to get up from the bed so that he can take you to the bathroom. you try to get up but are to weak and fall to the ground another mouth full of blood coming out of your mouth . Vox sighs as he walks over to you and picks you up, carrying you over to the bathroom. “You’re quite useless, aren’t you…? I shouldn’t have to clean up after you…” He is now holding you very roughly as he carries you into the bathroom, being very rough due to frustration about your behavior.
“Now lets get you cleaned up. You got blood all over my damn jacket and now I have to deal with cleaning it…” He walks you over to the sink and gently sets you down, making sure you don’t fall. He then picks up a washcloth and wet it with water. He starts to gently wipe the bloody spots off your face. The more the blood was wiped off of your face, the more his anger disappeared and was instead filled by concern as he starts to realize how much he injured you "I... I guess I got a little carried away... You look like a damn mess..." His words were kinder and he was now holding you in a more gentle manner. you couldn't speak from all the pain you let out and "eeeeeee" but that was it "Shhh... it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you anymore..." He starts to get slightly softer as he holds you close to his chest, running his hand over your hair. "Just relax... It's alright..." He was still concerned, but he seemed to also be a little regretful now. You could almost tell he felt a bit guilty over the brutal treatment he had just given you. "I... just didn't realize that I was going too far... That's all..." He continues to caress your hair and stroke your chin lightly, running his fingers across it. It seemed like the violent side of him was almost gone now.
You let out another peep but not a proper word "Aww... your voice is so cute when you're like this... you just don't have the energy to speak currently..." He chuckles a bit at that and continues to brush through your hair. "lets get you back into bed "" vox mumbles before gently picking you up like you weigh nothing. He carries you back over to the bed, gently setting you down and gently tucking you in. "don't worry I'll go get medicine you just wait here, I know you cant escape because you cant move" he chuckles before saying something else "I might even have to take you to the hospital worse case scenario but that wont happen" he chuckles before Getting his stuff and leaving you in bed all weak
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vnterxs · 3 days
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Let me show you love in the only way I can,
through violence.
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bunnygirllover45 · 12 days
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Here's my own tutorial on how to sleep with your kidnapped victim partner. I did not take comfort as factor btw I think this was a trend?? I don't know I just remember seeing similar drawings before.
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strawsojuberry · 4 months
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strawberri-yan · 2 months
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After all, you were his wife first
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yandere-writer-momo · 2 months
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Not quite Yandere yet but here is a snippet of the Yandere single dad short story. And a kindergartener obsessed with you being his mom
Yandere Short Stories: Mommy (Prequel)
Eventual Yandere Single Father x Teacher Afab Reader
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A pale hand shakily held the drawing his son, Jesse, made in horror. Who on earth could the smiling woman beside little Jesse be? Had another snake tried ti sink their fangs into the Isbert family once more?
Liam Isbert was the heir to the Isbert family. A man of extreme power and wealth who many women (and men) tried to woo. Only one had successfully baby trapped him which resulted in Jesse’s birth.
“Who is this woman?” Liam glared at the elderly nanny who frowned at Liam’s anger. “What kind of wench had been filling my child’s head with lies? She is not his mommy.”
“I assure you Miss (last name) is just his teacher. Your son is extremely attached to her.” The nanny told Liam which only made him angrier.
Impossible. She had to be after their family’s money and that’s why she sunk her fangs into a child. How cowardly!
“Notify the school that I wish to have a private meeting with his teacher.” Liam told the nanny as he ran a hand through his dark, wavy locks. Liam was so frustrated with these gold diggers. They were all the same…
He might have to homeschool Jesse now…
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Liam sat in the back of his limousine as he watched Jesse excitedly run into the kindergarten. Liam has never seen his son so excited for anything in his life.
The brunette took a long drag from his cigar when he saw a beautiful young woman head towards Jesse. A smile as warm as a ray of sunshine on her face when she saw Liam’s son.
The little boy hurdled his small body into his pretty teacher. Jesse’s arms wrapped around her legs, while his blue eyes stared up at her with so much love it made Liam want to puke. How on earth did this woman charm his antisocial son?
Liam reeled down the window and was about to scream at her when he heard her laugh.
“Goodness, Jesse. It’s only been a day. Are you that excited to learn?” (Your name) smiled down at the dark haired boy who nodded his head.
“I just wanted to be with mom-“
“Jesse, it’s Miss (last name).” (Your name) ruffled Jesse’s dark brown hair which made the little boy pout. “I’m your teacher.”
“Why can’t you be my mommy? You’re so nice to me…”
(Your name) laughed as she bent down to pick Jesse up. “Because I would have to date your dad and I don’t really have any interest in men.”
Jesse thought for a minute and then he scrunched his face. “Daddy is kind of mean and he’s smelly.”
“You’re not supposed to say your daddy is mean or smelly!” (Your name) loudly giggled as she carried Jesse into her class.
Liam sat frozen in his limousine in shock. She didn’t want to date him? And… what did Jesse mean by him being mean and smelly?
“Sir, your meeting with the teacher will be at three in the afternoon. Do you want me to take you to the office.”
Liam shook his head and reeled up the limo’s window. “Yes. That would be nice, Allen.”
For the first time in many years, Liam felt his heart flutter.
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“You must be Jesse’s dad. It’s nice to finally meet you.” (Your name) warmly smiled at Liam who remained silent. Liam couldn’t hear a word she said due to how loud his heart beat in his ear drums. His beating muscle would bring a snare drum to shame.
“Mister Isbert?” Liam was brought back down to reality when his teacher addressed him. His green eyes focused on her concerned expression. “About your reason no for a meeting… Jesse seems to be quite attached to me due to his lack of a mother. I try to correct him but he seems adamant about it. I am so sorry to inconvenience you-“
“What is your motive?” Liam narrowed his eyes at the young woman who seemed shocked. Motive? Whatever did he mean?
“What do you mean-“
“How much money do you want? I’m willing to pay you if you leave my son alone-“ Liam was shocked when (your name) slammed her hands on her desk when she stood up.
“How dare you… I’m sorry that other people have wanted such things from you but I do not. I care about Jesse. He desperately wants a parent that loves him and he’s not getting that from anyone in his house.” (Your name) scoffed at Liam’s shell shocked expression. The young woman shook her head. “This is extremely unprofessional of me, but you never spend any time with your son so I’m not surprised you don’t notice his concerning behavior of wanting to be loved.”
Liam gasped when she slapped a file in front of him that was full of letters from Jesse. Dozens of notes asking her to adopt him. Why did his son want this woman so badly?
“Be a better parent before you point fingers. Now get out of my classroom.”
Liam felt his cheeks heat up and his heart pound in his chest. She didn’t want his money… she just wanted Jesse to be cared for…
Liam was shocked to see Jesse outside the door. Jesse’s little hands clutched his lunch pail so tightly, his knuckles were white.
“Jesse-“ Jesse shoved past Liam to stand beside his teacher.
“Mommy, I want to eat lunch together! Can you cut the crust off my sandwich? I don’t like the crust.”
(Your name) smiled down at Jesse and took the lunchbox from him.
“It’s Miss (last name), Jesse… but of course I can take off the crust.”
And that’s when Liam noticed the pink blush on Jesse’s cheeks. Jesse loved his teacher… and who was he to separate them?
Liam shoved his hands in his suit jacket pockets and left the school in a hurry. His fingers itched for a cigar to try to calm down the rush of emotions he felt.
Perhaps he’d apologize to Miss (last name)? He wondered if she liked roses?
Liam blushed at the thought of her accepting roses from him. She’d be so pretty in red…
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ystrike1 · 3 months
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moyazaika · 3 months
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i woke up in my blind date’s basement. (not clickbait!!!)
loser! yandere x willing! gn! reader
cw — kidnapping, slight nsfw, obsessive thoughts !!
heyheyyyyy a small fic of a loser yan and a willing reader eeee !! writing practice buuuut if enough people like this, i’ll write more lil snippets of their life together so pls do lmk what u wanna see thru comments ,, always appreciated dearly <33
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when you wake up, you realise you're in an unfamiliar room - if it can even be called one, due to its ridiculously tiny size, and unappealing state.
it's clear from the empty bottles of bleach that someone tried to tidy up, but something dark red stains the walls, leaving a coppery tinge to the stifling air.
"oh, you're awake!" the man to your left - who, you realise instantly, is your blind date from last night - grins.
its an off putting sight, the sheer happiness on his face, and the way you can see the bright gleam in his brown eyes even behind those glasses, and beyond the overgrown bangs.
"i, er, i was watching you sleep. sorry, old habits die hard, y'know? and you just look so fucking beautiful, with that birth mark and those—"
"ahhhh, sorry."
he catches his breath and apologises again, "i'm rambling again, aren't i? i tend to do that when it comes to you. only time i talk, really."
he's sitting cross legged besides your mattress with his hands in his lap. when he notices you staring, he awkwardly averts his gaze for a moment, wipes his sweaty hands on his jeans and leaves them with dark patches staining the fabric. "well, uh, did you sleep well, darling? i know an old mattress in the basement isn't ideal but—"
you try to speak, to tell him that yeah, accommodation wasn’t exactly ideal - but the words come out muffled.
"ah, i'm so sorry, my love!" he exclaims, the few pale patches on his own, darker skin, flushing a soft pink shade as he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, "you can't really say anything, can you? sorry, again. i didn't think you'd agree to go out with me. had to ditch the plan and — oh, i'm rambling again, aren't i?"
"please tell me if i talk too much, i don't want to annoy you. i mean, i know you're not a morning person, but it's, like, four in the morning - isn't that funny?" when you make no indication of having found his words humorous, he wordlessly reaches over for the sock that's currently been stuffed into your mouth, flashes you another apologetic smile, and takes it out.
you instantly double over and spit the flavour - the strange, stifling taste of the sock out of your mouth.
your captor makes no move to undo the rope that binds your arms and legs behind your back, before he leans back, settling into his position besides you again, an expectant expression on his face. you don’t ask him to, yet, choosing only to examine him from head to toe.
he looks good. seems to have changed from the clothes he was wearing last night, during your blind date. you know he did his research beforehand, know he must be desperate to please, because everything he’s done - from the clothes he put on, to how he smells, and the accessories he dons, is all catered to your exact preferences. it’s hard not to find the effort endearing.
and then you remember where you are.
a moment of silence passes by before he clears his throat, the awkward sound echoing in the dingy basement. "morning, my darling. before you panic, i absolutely—"
"okay," you interrupt him, patience running thin, "first of all, why was that sock crusty, and second of all, what the fuck is going on right now?"
he doesn't seem put off by the venom in your tone, instead continuing with his words as if you hadn't spoken in the first place. "i'm glad you asked, darling. well, to put it simply, i, er, kidnapped you," he says with a bashful smile, pushing his glasses up with a shaking finger. "i absolutely adore you, and have for a long goddamn time - so i wanna keep you with me forever. like a tamagotchi!"
"you wanna keep me... forever in your basement?" your lip curls in disgust. "you can't be serious! have you seen the state of this place?"
"well, no." he falters for a moment before speaking, "i was going to explain how this all works. i mean, you won't be in the basement forever forever. it's just temporary, until i trust that—”
"oh, so you don't want to keep me forever?” your emotion leads you to hastily jump to a false conclusion, “please tell me i’m not going to be thrown away, once you’ve had your fill. you love me, right?”
"wait, sorry, um," he shakes his head, confusion evident on his features by means of his furrowed eyebrows, the clear trepidation in his tone. "do you... well, how do i say this?" he mumbles to himself, closes his eyes. opens them a moment later. "do you, like, want to stay here - with me? i thought you'd—"
"in this economy?" you scoff, " staying with you means i don't have to pay rent, and get free meals and free entertainment." you shoot him a glare, "there is entertainment, right?"
he blinks, "er, yeah. i have a whole bookshelf for you upstairs with all your favourite novels on it. there's also the media cabinet, full of your favourite films, director's cut and extended cuts and special editions and..." the man trails off, lost in a daze of his own thoughts. "are you - sorry, are you serious, darling?" he asks, that smile of his faltering. "you really want to stay? you realise i will ruin your social and professional lives and monopolise your whole existence, right?"
"yeah, like i said, that's fine by me," you shrug, "now could you be a dear and untie these ropes, please? i didn’t ask earlier but they're really hurting me."
"um, can you give me a moment?"
"sure. but you wanna know something funny," you tilt your head to the side. "for a guy who kidnapped me out of some twisted obsession, after the first date we had, you don't really seem happy that i want to stay."
"no!" he exclaims, eyes instantly widening in panic as he shakes his head frantically, " please don't say that! god, no, my love. you don't - you have no idea how happy i am! i - you - shit, you're going to think i'm crazy but i think i came in my pants when you said that and that's a problem because these are my favourite jeans and i wore them just for this occasion because i so desperately wanted you to think—"
"you're rambling."
"sorry! i mean, like i said, i'm beyond happy. it's just..." he turns his head to the side, too embarrassed to look you directly in the eyes. "i kind of had, like, all my lines prepared. i thought you'd freak out, and i was going to deliver them. i even practiced in front of a mirror to get the, er, the execution right. i’m just confused, is all.”
“…oh.” you blink, and then, before the man before you can burst into tears, which you think he just might, given the way his head hangs low, and he’s curled his fingers into a shaky fist, the knuckles white, in his lap. “well,” you offer, wanting to start your life together on the right foot, “you can still go through your lines if you want. wanna start again from the top?”
he looks up at you hopefully and nods, flashing you a grateful smile as he smooths his hands out, stretching his quivering fingers. “i’d like that, actually. um, can you pretend you don’t know what’s going on so i can do the whole, you know, the whole ‘i love you and you’re mine now’ thing?”
“yeah,” you shrug, “whatever makes you happy. can we go upstairs after this? i really want to sleep more, but preferably on an actual bed in a proper room.”
“of course! we will. we can. we can do anything you want. you can do whatever you, erm, want to do. to me, by the way. please do whatever you like to me. i’m all yours.”
he says in one big breath, and because you can’t bear to keep looking at them anymore, not really listening to his rant, you reach out to hold his clammy hands in yours, intertwine your steady fingers with his shaking ones without a word.
“that’s better. it’s kinda weird how you kidnapped me and yet, you’re still the more nervous one.” you look up at him expectantly, but his face is frozen. “okay so should we take it from the top?”
“i-i—” he looks back at you stupidly with wide eyes, fumbles for the right words, his tongue tied and his brain fuzzy. “my love, my darling — i think i just,” he looks down, head hung in shame, and you notice the tips of his ears burn a bright red, and that his pulse seems to have doubled, heart beating out of his chest. “i think i just, er, came in my pants, again.”
bonus —
WILLING READER, looking down at the prominent bulge straining against the fabric of yan’s jeans: oh.
WILLING READER: want me to clean that up for you? i feel bad leeching off you even if you kidnapped me. gotta make rent somehow, right?
LOSER YAN:
LOSER YAN: haha 😇😇 that’s crazy where did all my clothes go!! 🤗🤗 silly me 🤗🤗
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illicit-eclipse · 3 days
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i dream of you.
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perfectlovevn · 2 days
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Hii, it's me the Eris simp™️ /j
I just wanted to send in another ask because I love this vn so much and I've replayed it so many times that I even play it with friends to see what ending they get.
That's enough rambling on my part, I just wanted to know how the Milos will treat Eris's family, siblings and all (no this is totally not to fuel my version of Eris's family ofcourse not). Same thing as my ask about Eris and their sibling relationship, how would Milo feel about Eris's family if they were just as offputting as their lover?
(anyways, Eris, my offer is still up if you need a second yandere to court you. I'm ready 🧎🧎)
Aal, the number one Eris fan, hello!
Wait really?? That many times and with friends?? That’s amazing, thank you for spreading the Eris cult around, we grow more powerful each day thanks to followers like you.
Hmm, I think it would depend on exactly what way they’re off putting, I guess. I think Pre Milo would want to make a good impression to his future in-laws, so he’d do his best to make them happy with his usual tactics of basically trying to please them. Even if they are kind of strange… he just wants to make Eris happy for their future… right?
Violence Milo would probably be on his haunches the entire time. Even if it was their love’s family, who knows if they might turn against them. The only reason he’s here, no, the only reason he exists is to protect Eris. He would act nice enough but he’s not that good at hiding his feelings, so he will likely be glaring the entire time.
Manipulation Milo on the other hand is simply over the moon. A meeting, with his future in-laws?? He couldn’t be happier, Eris is basically asking for his hand in marriage!! No matter how off putting their family might be, he could finally learn even more about Eris. More, more, more! He would have every detail memorized… He would be a very great guest, having perfected everything that he believes would make Eris’s family happy.
Well, if you’re really insistant, I’m sure Eris would take you if, some way, somehow, Milo died or… disappeared. But I mean, nobody would do something like that to him… right?
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