#yandere brainwave

[syluses]

I've read everything you have wrote and my verdict is....... YOUR WRITING IS SO EXQUISITE THAT IT TICLKLES MY BRAIN OMG IT'S SO PERFECT I LOVE U SM😔😔🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💗💗💗💗💗💗

[pricegouge]

I know you’ve already answered one question for me but I’m greedy and thinking about your TBI Soap who new hire Professor walked in on — just… Damn, Gouge

Really gonna do the lords work and give Soap them kinks huh?

Amazing, thank you, 1000/10 💚

[link] temp i gotta thank you for asking about them cause i won't lie i am on some creepy coworker brainwave fr rn

cw: yandere behavior. implied foot fetish + torture. MDNI

you know he cums on the spot once he realizes he's been caught, too. he very nearly chases you out with his cock still hanging free when you turn to escape but he catches himself - literally when his pant legs snag and he almost trips. he can be patient still, mostly. it's a different sort of patience now than it was perched behind a rifle; staticky around the edges, buzzing under his skin. an active counting of the minutes passing more than a passive biding of time -

perhaps patience isn't the right word for it anymore, but the doc had said language - effective communication - might be tricky for a while and not to be so hard on himself, so patience it is.

but there's no restraint in it, no finesse. it flits out of his grasp when he comes upon you in the hall the next day and pushes his squeaky little cleaner's cart just a little too far into your path. he's out of practice. spent too long in the service where crass language got you that much further. he asks if you'd liked the show and watches as you sputter and squirm. disinheritance or something, the doctor had called it. even less of a filter than he'd had before.

so there's no composure to it either, grinning too sharply as he tells you not to worry. that he won't cane your pretty feet. have to work ye up to it, hen. he doesn't know the meaning of tempered when he says fair would only be fair. i showed ye mine, you show me yers?

but it's not like your much better, frightful and twitchy as a hare hiding in the underbrush; though it does no good, your pulse vibrating at the same frequency as his. fine-tuned, amped. he hasn't felt it in months, memories a muddled wash, reduced to their essence. grease paint and the collapse of bone structure under his heel -

oh, pursuant. that's the word.

[teaandmilk101]

ok guys hear me out on yandere idw wavewave

Soundwave hears everything. Knows everything. No secret is kept for long on the nemisis execpt for one, Soundwave’s little crush.

Being a member of Decepticon high command allows him certian privileges, and though he’s the picture of a perfect, obedient soilder, he can’t help but do a little snooping in his free time through classifed files. And as communications officers, he simply must keep in touch with the ‘cons most important scientist. He drops by Shockwave’s labs for collecting his reserch and notes, nothing more, though he’s there and awful lot.

What’s most useful to him though is his mind reading abilities. Every seccond spent with Shockwave are precious moments to search through his processer and oh is it intresting. Shockwave has met no one like him; his processer had been torn apart and remade by shadowplay, and his total inability to feel emotion is facinating. It needs to be reserch. Studied. Obssesed over. Shock’s brainwaves have become so familiar to the con that he could find him instantly in crowd. Any slight annyoance, every want or need is instantly and quietly supplied by Soundwave and the help of his cassets, for there’s no way for Soundwave to show his love that isn’t a service.

And Shockwave is aware. He can feel lazerbeak’s eyes watching him from the vents, sending back her observations to her boss, and he’d be stupid not to notice how Soundwave lingers by the door, or how his tools have been meticulously organized and cleaned to specifications he had only noted down in his mind. The behavior is… charming. If he could still feel things he’d probably be flattered, and since the behavior was helpful, it would be logical to allow him to continue.

But Soundwaves obsession was going too far. A lab assistant who had accidentally broke a glass beaker has gone missing, and the replacement, while doing good work seems more scared than usual. Observations that once stopped when Shockwave clocked out now happened even when he went home. Shame or embarrassment he didnt care about but he did have projects he wasnet keen on sharing. Despite that, Shockwave couldent bring himself to stop the bot. This cat and mouse game they had, with Shockwaves endless mysteries and Soundwaves instance to know them all, was intresting, at least more intresting than Megtrons demands and an endless war. And Shockwave loved it too, his spark jumped when they brushed fingertips passing datapads, every short conversation music to his audials, and just being in his presence was enough to make every atrocity of the war worth it. Shockwave knew Soundwave couldent love him in the way Soundwave loved him, he knew he was little more than a tool, but he was Shockwave’s most useful asset, and theres love in being not wanted but needed. And Shockwave must love him. After giving him everything he could ever need, after disposing of every annoyance, no matter how small, and after knowing everything about the mech, he won’t be able to not love him. In his own way.

[obsessive-clown]

Psst. You should put yandere Nanami on spicy chat ai too.

You know what, anon? I like you. I like you a lot. I may not know which user you are, but I like the brainwaves you’re sending me. 🥴

SO. I will attempt to make a spicy/nsfw Yandere!Nanami bot. However, I will post it on Sakura! This ai app is far better than chai AND nsfw is an all time feature + it’s customizable. I will absolutely be posting it on here when I finish him!! ;)

[jplupine]

Day 12: Akon ~ Portal

Pairing: Akon x Wynter Hughes [Nonbinary OC] Word Count: ~6.5k Date Published: October 12, 2023 WARNINGS: 18+ Minors/Ageless get blocked, Sub!Akon, Pervert!Akon, Light Yandere!Akon, Small Dom/Big Sub, Teasing, Portal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Praise + Degradation, Vaginal Sex, Breeding Mount, Finger Sucking, Anal Fingering [Male Receiving], Biting, Creampie, Dub/Non-Con Note: Terms such as pussy/cock/dick/etc. get used. Wynter also uses terms like 'good boy', 'dirty boy', 'pervert', and 'darling' to refer to Akon. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip this fic.

Summary: Wynter shows affection through food, and Akon handles his budding feelings in an unusual way.

You can also read it on AO3!

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

  "Wynter, pass me that pen, would you?" Mayuri gestured at the table in front of me, and I glanced down to pick it up. "Take this one. It's dried up." He tossed the pen he had at me before taking the one in my hand.

  "Sir, you know why I'm here."

  "So?"

  "So, I'd like you to stop pestering me."

  "I would stop 'pestering' you if you let me get a look at you." Mayuri walked away while writing on some paper pinned to a clipboard. "You seem to have some anomalies according to your physicals that I want to get a better look at."

  "You're not even supposed to have access to those records!" I raised my voice out of frustration, and Mayuri spun around to look me in the eye as he towered over me.

  "Watch your tone with me. Be glad I'm even offering rather than cutting you up while you sleep."

  "You don't scare me, Captain. So stop trying."

  "....That wasn't a threat. I am truly tempted to just slice you open and have a look inside." Mayuri tapped my nose with the end of his pen before poking me in the chest with it. "But I fear your death would interfere with the findings. I'm not yet certain if these anomalies can only be studied with you alive or not."

  "Then you're not getting those findings. I'm not stupid enough to let you anywhere near me with a scalpel." I retorted, and Mayuri began to chuckle.

  "We'll see about that." He then swiftly turned to walk away while scribbling more things down on his clipboard.

  "Asshole." I hissed under my breath.

  "Mind your words. He has better hearing than you might think." I looked to the side to see Akon tinkering with something on the table he was hunched over.

  "See if I care. I'd say it to his face if he hadn't walked away so fast." I sighed and leaned on the table with my arms crossed. "What are you working on?"

  "A portal." He answered while picking up a screwdriver. "It reads brainwaves to connect to wherever the user desires. Or at least it will." Akon stood up straight and stretched out his neck while sighing. "I'm thinking of using it to transport food so I don't have to waste time going and getting it."

  "Don't you think leaving the lab sometimes is good?"

  "Not during important projects."

  "I dunno. You're looking kinda scrawny, Akon. You should get out more and eat better food." I glanced over at the taller man and raised my eyebrows. "You don't look like you've slept much in a while either."

  "I'm fine." He waved me off, and I sighed through my nose.

  "What's this?"

  "Food." I stated after setting a brown bag down on the table. Pulling out containers, I scooted some tools to the side to make room. "I cooked it, so you better eat it."

  "....You made me food?" Akon finally looked at me with a blank expression, and I nodded.

  "Home-cooked meals are better than prepackaged and heated-up ones. I'll be back later for my containers, so don't throw them away." Patting his shoulder, I then left.

  "Wow. You really did eat it all." My eyebrows rose at the empty, cleaned-out containers stacked in a neat pile.

  "You told me to."

  "Aw. You really are a good boy, aren't you?" I smiled while teasing him, but he fumbled and dropped the tools in his hands. Akon managed to catch them before they fell to the floor after rolling off the table. His eyes were wide and his knuckles were white from how hard he was holding the tools.

  "I, uh, I am an adult."

  "I know."

  "I'm not a boy. Let alone a good one."

  "Akon, I was just teasing you."

  "Oh." He seemed to relax and turned away from me to focus on the tech he was building. He glanced at me from the corner of his eye for a split second, then made it clear that he wanted me gone without even saying another word.

  Taking the containers with me, I couldn't help but smirk while thinking about how severely he had reacted to something so small.

  "My patience is wearing thin, Captain!" I shouted while storming through the lab. "Don't you ever try going over my head again! No one can give you permission but me, and I sure as shit won't!"

  "If you agree, I can make it as painless as possible." Mayuri stuck his hand through a metallic circle, and it disappeared into a swirling blue before suddenly appearing right in front of my face. He roughly grabbed my jaw and dragged me forward while forcing my mouth open.

  It wasn't hard to figure out Akon had finished building his portal if Mayuri was using it now.

  "Hm. Foul mouth and yet good oral hygiene all the same." The Captain was using the portal to get a look in my mouth while staying several yards away. "Ow!" He hollered when I bit his hand and pulled away from the portal that had been created in front of me. "Someone can't take a joke. Look! You even made me bleed, you little rat!"

  "You're more of a rat than I am!" I shouted before turning on my heel. "And I won't tell you again, Mayuri! Stay out of my files!" I heard him mock me by pitching his voice higher. The rage boiled, and I was about to start yelling again when I instead jolted with a surprised yelp.

  Spinning around with my face burning, I was going to raise Hell.

  Except, when I looked at them again, Mayuri and Akon were just shoving tools through the portal and sending them flying across the room. Neither of them were paying attention to me at all anymore.

  "This could actually have many practical uses." Mayuri held his chin before sending a screw through, and it clattered against the floor on the opposite side of the lab.

  If they were toying around with the portal by throwing things around and no one else was nearby....why had it felt as if someone pinched my ass?

  "I'll make you dessert if you do it." I said while setting new containers of food down on the table next to Akon.

  "And we both know he won't back off just because I ask him to." His eyes were glued to the computer screen as he typed away on the keyboard. I wasn't sure what he was doing, but it looked like he was putting in data based on how the numbers were grouped together.

  "Then what do you suggest? You know Mayuri better than anyone else here."

  "I suggest you agree to be a research subject."

  "Don't make me hit you. Now get to a stopping point and eat."

  "Define 'stopping point'." Akon droned, and I sighed through my nose. Taking the lid off the container in my hand, I then grabbed Akon's shoulder to force him to turn in his seat. With a spoon full of food, I shoved it into his mouth as soon as he went to vocally retaliate.

  "Eat." I raised my brows at him while his eyes narrowed. He chewed and swallowed with his arm resting on the table.

  "You're annoying."

  "Does it look like I care?"

  "No."

  "Now think. How can I get Mayuri to leave me alone without him studying me." I gestured with the spoon, and he heavily sighed.

  "Given his stubbornness and tenacity, killing him might be your only option." Akon then paused while looking to the side with his head tilted. He seemed to be thinking before he looked at me again. "Or let me do it."

  "Let you do it?"

  "Yes. He'll be jealous not being able to do the work himself, but he'll want the results more." Akon waved his hand. "I can also do it without any surgeries. Virtually painless." He then leaned forward, bringing his face closer as his dark eyes seemed to glitter.

  "Well....you certainly have more tact. But why virtually painless instead of just painless?"

  "Blood samples and the sort will come with a little prick." He seemed serious, and I couldn't believe I was actually considering it.

  "And he'll stop badgering me?"

  "He will with the research being done."

  "All right. Fine." I put another spoonful of food into his mouth. "What's your favorite dessert?" His eyes lit up, and even if he was just as knowledge-hungry as Mayuri, at least he went about it in a different way.

  "This auxiliary lab will give us more privacy. I doubted you would be comfortable enough in the main lab." Akon led me into a wide-open room filled with equipment and shelves of materials.

  "That was a correct assumption. So it's just us?"

  "Yes. You needn't worry."

  "No offense, but I know your colleagues aren't exactly known for respecting boundaries." Placing my hands on my hips, I then looked around the room again. "So what's first?"

  "External examination. I'll need you to take your uniform off."

  "All of it?"

  "Yes."

  "....Even my underwear?"

  "Yes. This is purely research, Wynter. Think of it like a more extensive physical." Akon turned on a computer with his back to me and pointed to a table a few feet away. "You can put your clothes there."

  Shifting on my feet, I took in a deep breath before loosening my sash. Pulling open my kosode and shitage, I then folded them over and placed them on the table. My sash and sword were next, followed by my hakama.

  The chill air in the room gave me goosebumps. Leaning on the table, I lifted one foot while listening to Akon type away on the computer. When I took the ties out of my hair, I heavily sighed since all that was left was my underwear.

  Glancing at Akon, I saw that he still had his back to me as he clicked on a few things. Taking the last garment off, I was left awkwardly standing there with my hands over my crotch while feeling the cold floor against my feet.

  "Before we start, do you have any scars other than the one on your mouth?" Akon spoke up.

  "Uh, yeah. Two on my chest. I had a double mastectomy."

  "Any others?"

  "That's it."

  "Good. Then this should be easy to get through." Akon finally turned around and paused while looking at me. I nervously shifted on my feet and dropped my gaze. "You have more muscle mass than I thought. Hm. Whoever did your mastectomy did a good job. Having the incisions follow the lines of the muscle tissue and with such clean cuts...." He trailed off while holding his chin and getting a closer look at my chest. "Does this hinder you in any way?"

  "No. I had no complications even during healing, so no problems."

  "I see." He stood up straight before reaching his foot under a table to pull out a stool on wheels. Akon sat down on it in front of me while sanitizing his hands. "You seem nervous."

  "Just hoping you'll be gentle with me." I chuckled, but he paused with a blank expression on his face. He then took in a deep breath and stretched his neck until I heard a few pops.

  It was hard to tell what just happened.

  He grabbed one of my wrists to bring my hand closer. Akon was surprisingly delicate as he spread out my fingers to look at them. He even checked my palm when flipping my hand over before his gaze moved up my arm.

  It was quiet in the room as he continued to get a close look at me. He briefly squeezed my bicep and shoulder before humming inquisitively. I was able to relax since he was maintaining professionalism, and I'd yet to see any sharp instruments.

  Akon had me turn around and swept my hair out of the way. His hands brushed down my back with his thumbs going along my spine.

  "You have no internal body modifications?"

  "I don't."

  "Your training and genetics seem to have gone hand in hand quite well. From what I'm seeing, your skeletal structure is nothing overtly impressive, but it does have more range than average. Reach back with both hands." Akon's hands left me as I put my arms behind me. He then grabbed my wrists and raised them with my elbows straight. "See, here is where most people will reach their limit, but you seem able to go further."

  "Being my size means I have to take advantage of what I do have and work with it." I chuckled, and Akon raised my wrists higher.

  "So you've trained to increase your flexibility?"

  "And agility." I replied as he lowered my wrists.

  "Hop up here. I'm going to look at your legs now." Akon pat the examination table, and I pulled myself up onto it. It was freezing cold against my ass. Once I got comfortable, Akon started at my feet, checking my nails and soles like he had my hands. "From the looks of it, your medical files are correct in that the noticed anomalies aren't visible externally. I'll start with blood, saliva, and epithelial cell samples to see if there's anything there."

  "And how do you plan to get the cell samples?"

  "I can just scrape your forearm." Akon walked away to gather supplies, and I was honestly relieved. Given the research department's reputation, I feared this might sour, but Akon was sticking to our agreement.

  I softly grunted while pulling my pillow closer. It was dark in the room, and I was too groggy to tell if I was still asleep or not. The moon peeking through the window near the bed did have a dreamy glow.

  I vaguely registered feeling something moving over my ass as I lay on my stomach. There was a gentle squeeze before something slowly swiped over my core. The next squeeze had my body unconsciously leaning into the touch since it felt good.

  I on some level realized it was a hand touching me, massaging my ass in a wide palm with long fingers. The hand traveled higher, hooking its fingers behind the waistband of my shorts before pulling them down. A tingle went up my spine when a few fingers traced the crease between my ass and thigh.

  The slow caresses and feather-light touches felt nice. The hand dipped lower and squeezed my inner thigh in a way that made my gut clench. Knuckles brushed against my core before pressing harder through the fabric of my underwear.

  Fingertips then traced over my labia before adding more pressure against my clit. I clenched and softly grunted as those fingers continued to stroke and gently push. Heat rushed beneath my skin and pooled between my thighs the more I was touched.

  Even if this sex dream was a bit strange, I wasn't opposed to it.

  My underwear was pulled down, exposing my ass and wet heat to the cooler air. The hand was joined by another when both grabbed my ass in a firm grip. My breath shook, feeling thumbs drift lower and sliding through the accumulated slick between my lips.

  They spread me open while exploring more. Those gentle fingertips tracing over my skin and circling my pussy kept me in a relaxed but needy state. My hips raised as I groaned into my pillow.

  One of the hands left me before two fingers pressed against my core. Given how wet I was, they slid right inside. The thumb found my clit and rubbed slow circles over it while the fingers began to pump in and out of my pussy.

  This damn dream was torture as I craved for the other hand to come back. In fact, I wished this stupid dream would give me more of whoever my mind was conjuring up.

  The fingers curled inside me, causing my spine to arch as I moaned. Whoever it was never went faster or harder, keeping a steady pace that made me squirm. Clutching my pillow, my brows knit together while my breath shook.

  The delicious torture continued, and wet sounds reached my ears with every thrust and curl into my pussy. The thumb on my clit also never stopped working, making sure that throbbing bud had attention that shot sparks of pleasure through my nerves. The slow, steady rise of building pressure just might actually release if this continued.

  "So how do they look?" I questioned while watching Akon studying the X-rays in front of him.

  "Normal enough. I'll have to go more in-depth. I have a hypothesis the anomalies are possibly related to your Zanpakuto's powers or even just hyperactive pheromones. Perhaps both."

  "Pheromones? Do I stink?" I grabbed my kosode and pulled it closer as I sniffed it.

  "According to those with more sensitive noses, you give off stronger chemosignals. I'm trying to figure out if this is just a natural occurrence or an influence of your abilities. There are also a few other things that showed up in other scans that are far outside of the normal range." Akon turned to look at me with his hairless brows furrowed. "But your bones, muscles, and other organs seem to be like any other."

  "A win for me, I'd say." Running a hand through my hair, I glanced over at the sectioned-off area hidden by curtains. "So what's back there? The curtains weren't there last time."

  "Some equipment had to be moved in here to make room in the main lab." Akon replied while entering data into the computer in front of him. A nagging feeling made me think he was lying for some reason.

  Standing up, I quietly went over to take a peak. If it really was just equipment, no harm no foul. But if it was some contraption Mayuri was planning to use on me, I'd break it before he could.

  "....Akon, I might be mistaken, but that just looks like a breeding mount." I stated with the curtain pulled back, and Akon's head whipped in my direction.

  "Which is equipment."

  "So it is a breeding mount?" I made a face, and I saw the tips of his ears turning red. "What the Hell would you guys need this for?"

  "We pride ourselves on thorough research, which happens to include the breeding habits of certain subjects."

  "So why the curtains if it's 'just equipment'?" I raised my eyebrows at him, and his gaze averted to the side.

  "Some people get....uncomfortable around such equipment. I wasn't sure if you were one of those people."

  "Thankfully, I'm not." I let go of the curtain and crossed my arms while walking back.

  "Then why did you react that way?" He looked at me again, and it was my turn to avert my gaze. Should I tell him the truth? "Wynter?"

  "Look, I don't know. Maybe you guys are a bunch of perverts or something."

  "Wha- I- We-!" Akon stumbled for words and actually looked embarrassed with wide eyes and red cheeks. "We are researchers! Scientists! N-Not perverts!"

  "Yeah, yeah. My bad. Come on. Let's go get dinner."

  "Unbelievable." Akon huffed.

  "Maybe if your entire department didn't have such a weird reputation...." I muttered, and he rolled his eyes while putting the X-rays away.

  Dragging Akon away from work to go eat had been easier than usual at least. However, he'd been quieter than normal. From the look on his face, I could only assume he was thinking about something. Probably work.

  After parting ways and going home, I was plagued by yet another dream so much like the previous few nights. The same hands gently caressing and groping tenderly, leaving me aching and throbbing.

  But this dream finally gave me more. It gave me sweet kisses to my inner thighs creeping closer and closer to my dripping heat. A broad tongue followed, lapping at my arousal with such hunger that made me shiver.

  Hands on my thighs spread my legs more before soft lips pressed against my clit with a kiss. I knew who I dreamed to be touching me this way. It was the first face that kept coming to mind even if I didn't actually see his face in these dreams. But those hands....those careful touches....and the low groan that vibrated his tongue had familiarity.

  I panted while clutching my pillow and silently begging for more. I was at the mercy of my dream that never truly gave me what I wanted, and what I wanted was all of him. To feel his entire body against mine, the warmth of his skin, and listen to him whimper my name.

  His mouth and agile fingers tried to coax as many orgasms out of me as possible before the blaring morning alarm had me waking up with a jolting start.

  Panting, I saw my bed in utter disarray as the morning sun lit my room. Heavily sighing, I groaned in frustration as my head fell back. These damn dreams kept leaving me with soaked underwear and terrible bedhead.

  Perhaps giving in to what I wanted might make the dreams stop. But there was no way trying to fuck Akon wouldn't have consequences.

  Going into the auxiliary lab late at night, I found myself unable to sleep due to the things running through my mind. I hoped talking to Akon could help clear things up and kill these things eating away at me. And since he hadn't been at home, this was the next best place to find him.

  The lab was mostly dark with some light coming from behind the curtains in the corner. I could hear music playing at a low volume with heavy bass that got louder as I got closer. As I had guessed, Akon was working late again. What project could possibly be keeping him up this time?

  "You're a sick fuck." Akon grumbled and heavily sighed. "'Pervert' is putting it lightly." My brows furrowed in confusion as I wondered what the Hell he was talking about and to whom.

  Grabbing the curtain, I slowly pulled it back to peek inside. I didn't want to interrupt if Akon was having a private conversation.

  But I only saw him casually leaning on the breeding mount while looking at a metallic device sitting on top of it. It looked like the portal he'd been working on before but with a few changes to it. Was he talking to his own invention or himself since no one else was there?

  "No. It's for research." Akon reached a hand toward the device before snatching his hand back and walking away from the mount. "If it was for fucking research, you wouldn't hide it, and you know it." His tone went harsh, and he leaned on a table littered with tools, a computer, and an ashtray with crushed butts.

  The heavy bass continued to play as he silently stood there. He then sighed and turned back around to reach out to the portal again.

  "You're an idiot and an addict." He turned on the device, seeming to have finally come to a conclusion after arguing with himself. I kept quiet hoping to figure out what the fuck was going on.

  Gone was all his previous hesitation as he put a few of his fingers through the portal. I jolted as my spine went stiff, and I covered my mouth with my other hand. My eyes went wide with utter shock as I could feel fingers rubbing between my thighs.

  My heart began to hammer in my chest as realization dawned on me, and I couldn't look away. Akon tilted his head while sighing as his fingers found my clit and began to rub slow circles. I watched as he changed his position and got closer to the end of the mount. Akon was still touching me through the portal when he grabbed the knot of his sash and loosened it.

  He was going to fuck the breeding mount while touching me.

  "Akon!" my voice made him jump as he twisted around.

  "Wynter?!" He looked shocked as his voice cracked, and he quickly backed away from the portal. "I-I-I-" He kept stepping back as his face flushed red until he ran into the table because of me advancing on him.

  "How long have you been doing this?"

  "I-I can explain-"

  "How long? Those weren't just dreams, were they?" My tone was firm as I placed my hands on the table on either side of him. He was trapped with nowhere to go.

  "Back up! Back up, back up, back up!" He sounded frantic, and I already knew why. I'd seen his erection before trapping him between me and the table.

  "No. You're gonna answer me." I took a step closer, forcing his legs to spread as he leaned one arm against the computer monitor. I could feel his dick getting harder as he looked down at me.

  "....A....A while. Please, you're too close."

  "What? Ashamed of getting caught in the act?" He turned his face away as his jaw clenched. "You owe me a big fucking apology."

  "I'm sorry."

  "You don't mean it."

  "I do."

  "Don't lie to me, Akon. I don't deserve that. Especially not after what I've done for you." I grabbed his thighs to hoist them onto my hips, causing him to make a sound of surprise as things on the table rattled. "And you're right. 'Pervert' is putting it lightly." His sash came loose with a simple tug, and I dropped it to the side.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Call it revenge. You left me to clean up your mess morning after morning. I think it's well past time I left you a mess."

  "Wait, what?" His eyes widened, and I opened the front of his uniform to expose his torso.

  "Hm. Look at what just a little bit of care does for you." Akon's skin looked smooth and unmarred, and he no longer looked as if he'd break just by touching him. It was still dark under his eyes from the lack of sleep, but I had a feeling he'd be sleeping fine when I was done with him.

  He watched as I pulled my own clothes off and didn't say a word the entire time. However, he spoke up when I grabbed his hakama to pull the garment off.

  "Wait. Shouldn't you be....mad?"

  "Akon, I've been bringing you home-cooked meals. I agreed to let you research me. I'm mad and I want to fuck you. Now get up." Grabbing his kosode that was barely hanging on his shoulders, I yanked him to his feet. "What do you think Mayuri will say if he finds out you've been using that portal to be a massive perv?"

  "That one is for personal use only. The one for the lab stays in the lab."

  "You made more than one?"

  "Several."

  "So you made a portal just to mess with me?"

  "I don't think I should answer that." Akon muttered, and I scoffed. Letting my gaze drop, I looked over his naked body with excitement flooding my veins.

  Letting him go, I went over to the portal and plucked it up from its stand. Akon tensed while watching me.

  "You know, something's been bugging me about the modifications you've made. It got me wondering...." I trailed off before slotting the portal into a bracket that held it perfectly right in front of the hole in the breeding mount. It fit too well to not be an intentional design. "You really are a dirty boy."

  "I didn't think you would notice that."

  "I notice a lot." I shrugged while leaning against the mount. "Now get over here." Akon seemed hesitant but did as told. "Mount up, stud." I pat my hand against the padded surface of the breeding mount, and Akon's blush deepened.

  "What?"

  "I didn't stutter." Our eyes were locked as we stared at each other.

  "You know where that will lead to right now."

  "I won't tell you again. Or do you need help?" I smiled while grabbing his wrists to pull him closer. Placing his hands onto the mount, I then stood behind him. With one hand on his lower back, I reached around with the other and wrapped my fingers around his dick.

  Akon took in a sharp breath before I began to stroke along the shaft a few times. He was hot and thick in my hand, making me even more eager to have him inside me.

  "Wynter...."

  "Hmm?"

  "What are you planning to do to me?"

  "Are you scared?"

  "You're making me feel as if I'm pinned beneath the paws of a predator, but I can't stop being hard. It's a very confusing mix of fear and arousal."

  "Honey, the only thing you need to fear from me is being devoured." I nipped his shoulder blade and smiled. "And you look pretty delicious." Akon's blush spread, turning the back of his neck a shade of pink.

  Guiding him forward, he tensed right in front of the portal. Keeping my hand on his lower back, I rubbed my thumb against his skin.

  "You can think of it as research. Believe me, having your cock inside me is very different from just your fingers or tongue." My voice was close to a purr as I looked down at his length in my hand. I was aching to feel him more, and he took a shaky breath before moving forward.

  The tip disappeared through the portal, and I felt it press against my core. Akon dug his nails into the mount as he could feel how wet I already was. Between his earlier touches and pinning him to the table, I was already close to just pouncing on him.

  Shifting on my feet to spread my legs a little more, I then used my own arousal to wet the head of his dick. I kissed Akon's shoulders and back as he slowly went a little further. His tip pushed inside first before inch by inch of his shaft followed.

  He was going so slow as I held his hips in both hands. Resting my forehead against his back, I bit my bottom lip while focusing on how he felt inside me. The sound he made, so soft I nearly didn't hear it, made me lose patience.

  Shoving his hips forward, he hit the mount while going balls deep. He made such a guttural sound as he hunched over and crumbled. I hummed and kissed his spine.

  "This is.... Fuck." Akon muttered as I smiled.

  "That good?"

  "It's so hot." He leaned against the mount more. "So wet....for me."

  "That's right, sweetheart. But you better get to work, though. You've got plenty of nights to make up for." My hands traveled up his back before going down his sides. He shuddered and pulled his hips back before thrusting.

  Akon's breath shook as his hands gripped onto the breeding mount. My palms ran up and down his thighs, exploring every inch of him that I could reach. His inner thighs were so soft as I raked my nails up them. He clenched and whimpered from my touch.

  My hands then went up his stomach to his chest, feeling his heart pounding beneath his ribs. I licked over his spine as he continued to thrust into the portal and in turn my pussy. His panting and muffled sounds had my clit throbbing.

  "You don't have to be so gentle, Akon. Here, let me show you how to do it." Placing my hand on his lower stomach with my fingers on either side of the base of his cock, I put my other hand on the mount. With my hips pressed against his soft ass, I thrust my pelvis forward.

  I kept his body between my hand and hips, grinding against his ass as I taught him how to fuck me. He moaned with his forehead against the mount. It was hard to keep control of myself when he looked and sounded so enticing.

  He clenched his jaw to muffle his moans and quiet grunts, and I nipped his back.

  "Open your mouth."

  "W-Wynter-"

  "I want to hear you. Tell me how good it feels, Akon."

  "Good. So good."

  "Better than your hands, huh?"

  "Yes! Fuck, yes."

  "Keep going." I cooed and grabbed his ass, making him jolt. "I said, keep going."

  "Like this?" His breath shook as he maintained the pace I showed him.

  "Just like that." I bit my bottom lip with my eyes closed in bliss. Feeling his thick cock filling me to the brim over and over again while listening to him was utterly delightful.

  Looking down at Akon, I held his hips again as my thumbs brushed over the dimples in his lower back just above his ass. The curve of his spine and how his muscles rolled beneath his skin as he squirmed was like looking upon some forbidden delicacy. I continued to grind against him and moaned.

  Leaning over, I littered more kisses over his back, and each nip made him buck. I could hear him panting curses while whimpering beneath me. It drove me wild.

  "Are you sorry now?" I questioned with my lips brushing up his spine.

  "No." Akon didn't hesitate in giving his answer this time. His horns nearly tore through the mount when he groaned.

  "I knew you were lying."

  "You feel so damn good."

  "What made you do it?" My arms wrapped around him as I leaned against his back. He didn't stop thrusting and dug his fingers into the mount's padding.

  "I wanted you....all to myself." Akon panted, and I hummed.

  "What a greedy boy you are."

  "A-And the way you taste.... I couldn't forget it."

  "Yeah? You really are an addict, huh?"

  "Y-You heard that?"

  "I did." My fingers slid up his throat to his lips. His hot breath rolled over my skin with each heavy breath. "This more than you bargained for?"

  "Unexpected. Not unwanted."

  "How far are you willing to go, little pervert?"

  "As far as you want. Make me yours. Please." Akon whined when I pushed my fingers into his mouth.

  "I'll take good care of you." I muttered before kissing his shoulder blades. My fingers pressed against his tongue as he moaned. It didn't take long for his saliva to be dripping down my knuckles and palm. It was even dripping from his chin onto the mount. "My, aren't you a drooler?" I chuckled while pulling my fingers free.

  Akon's saliva bridged between my fingertips and his bottom lip. Moaning, I lowered my wet hand between us. He nearly jumped when he felt me touch his ass with my slick fingers.

  "Shhh. Relax, darling." I cooed against his back while feeling the tension in his muscles. Rubbing my drool-soaked fingers over the puckered muscle of his asshole, Akon began to shiver. "Relax. That's it."

  I would've preferred proper lube, but his own spit would work well enough this time. Pushing one finger inside, Akon tensed again with a whimper. I didn't move any further and continued to kiss his back and shoulders to help him relax.

  He took a shaky breath, and I slowly began to pump that finger. His hips stuttered with his cock still buried in my pussy through the portal, making me smirk. Akon tilted his hips back as if seeking more, and I obliged.

  Getting in a second finger, Akon gave a broken moan and nearly fell from his knees shaking. The breeding mount kept him standing as I chuckled.

  "Oh, I'm gonna love this." Thrusting my hand, Akon nearly squealed while ramming his hips into the portal. I moaned and placed my other hand on the mount for stability. I didn't stop pumping my fingers, and Akon was turning into a mess under me with shaking legs and drool still dripping from his chin.

  He reared back while crying out my name as his hips went back and forth between the mount and my hand. I couldn't stop grinning while watching his body writhe and twitch from pleasure.

  "You're so fucking cute. Look at you. Barely even able to stand." I bit his shoulder while groaning, and his hips bucked. I knew when I'd found his prostate because he gave a broken moan as his voice cracked. He had to lean his elbows on the mount and was moaning with every thrust.

  He was getting close and losing rhythm. Curling my fingers, Akon's back arched while his voice filled my ears. Electricity danced across my skin with my eyes closed and my mouth hanging open in a moan.

  Akon's cock began to twitch as heat flooded my core and began to drip down my thighs. He groaned while giving a few more shallow thrusts that made more of his cum spill down my thighs. And, as he was deep inside me, I also hit my peak and orgasmed while groaning and biting his shoulder.

  Panting, I leaned against his back and slid my fingers out of his ass. Akon grunted, and I kissed the red bite mark. He slowly rocked his hip back to pull out while trying to catch his breath.

  As cum kept dripping down my thighs, I glanced around and spotted a sink a few yards away. Leaving Akon, I went to wash my hands and legs. When I was cleaned up, I glanced back and saw Akon collapsed on top of the breeding mount with his arms dangling over the sides and his cheek against the padding as he panted.

  Getting some paper towels, I carried them with me back to Akon. Folding one up, I used my other hand to tilt up his face and clean the drool from his chin.

  "You did so good." I cooed, and he hummed in response. Helping him get cleaned up, I then threw away the dirty paper towels. "You can have a little break, but I'm certainly not done with you." Brushing his hair back, I kissed his forehead.

  "Wynter...."

  "Hm?"

  "My knees are still weak."

  "Are they?" I chuckled and gently held his face in my hands. "You poor thing." Kissing his cheek and then the other, I paused with my nose brushing against his. "Maybe I'll ride you next time to give your legs a rest." Akon's breath shook as he glanced down at my mouth.

  Leaning in closer, I press my lips against his with my thumbs brushing over his cheeks.

  "I'd like that." He muttered.

  "Good. You've only made up for one night after all." I kissed him again, and his arms wrapped around me as he leaned into it.

[lumpsbumpsandwhumps]

[cracks knuckles]

My time has come, my yandere knowledge will finally be free.

Honestly, yandere is it’s own category with a range from soft yanderes (stalks and loves you, more tame, maybe could function in society with you, you’d just have to always keep your phone on you and reassure them you care abt them) to colder ones (break your kneecaps, lock you up in the basement, etc). The main aspect of yanderes however, is supposed to be that these are all actions derived from love. Because of their overwhelming love for you, they confine you and obsess over you.

Really hard-core yanderes leave the scopes of yandere into whump however, where a yandere will be so overcome by their love that they hate their obsession. They’ll gouge their darling’s eyes out just for glancing at a passing person. They’ll break their darling’s body and then their mind so they are fully dependent on them and finally feel a semblance of the emotions they force the yandere to feel. That is what I call whump and not yandere anymore.

Not a whump fan, so I can’t give my insight on that. I’m honestly just here bc of you. I go for soft yanderes who won’t hurt me.

[sees blob has sent me a novella of an ask]

[immediately knows we're about to be two chimps sharing the same brainwave]

I still feel like if a yandere loves their darling, even if it's warped into something brutal and vicious that hurts said darling, it still counts as yandere because it's based on a twisted love. Which I guess is where other people would draw the line, like you showed as example, whereas it's still all the same in my little depraved opinion. All yanderes are considered whumpers to me no matter what level of insanity they're at. Gotta have a lil spice in the relationship, a little threat of being mutilated if the feelings aren't mutual, as a treat ❤️

[anxiousnerdwritings]

a love letter from yandad! brainwave based on the ask: where readers parents force her to cut the kings out of her life, due to them seeing their unhealthy obsession with reader?

(Name),

Those “parents” of yours have no idea what they are doing by trying to cut Henry and I out of your life. Things wouldn’t have to get to the level they are now if those fools just minded their own business.

I knew I should have taken care of them sooner rather than later, but now there is no excuse. I need to step in and set them straight.

Be ready by 6:00 pm, on the dot. Henry will come by your old residence to pick you up and bring you to our home; your new home.

By the end of the night we will finally be a family. No more obstacles left to get in the way.

Your Father

H. K.

[yanderenightmare]

YANDERE ! SHINSO HITOSHI x FEM ! READER

goodiebag WARNINGS: dubcon/noncon themes, yandere, abuse, profanity, ableism, amnesia, animal abuse, anxiety, kidnapping, abduction, manipulation, mind control, stalking

CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT

He didn’t want it to be this way. 

Or… that’s a lie. He didn’t want to enjoy it being this way. He had to do it either way, but disliking it would make it slightly easier to forgive himself afterwards. Yet, he was enjoying himself, thoroughly at that. Looking into those large wax-like eyes, glossed over by some thick veil, no longer in her own control, but in his. No longer constantly distracted by the faintest noise or the mildest view or the most mellow smell accompanying the fucking breeze. Her attention undeniably and uninterruptedly set on him and only him. It felt better than what he had imagined, as though some war had been won; peaceful, right.

Yet wrong. It was wrong of him to take advantage of her trust, what more: it was wrong of him to enjoy it so devilishly as well. But how could he not? How could he resist taking pleasure in her utter submission, even if he’d forced it from her; looking at him so helplessly, hopelessly, no plead or hatred or fear evident in her defenseless features, just complete and pure vulnerability. 

Not that she was ever one for caution anyways. She was always so temptingly careless, reckless, ruthless, dangerous. Chaos in desperate need of control. She was always chasing some new type of death as though in love with the idea of her life being ripped away, in love with the idea of not having any control. He was granting her just that. Where she lacked the ability to control herself, he had no qualms in doing it for her. She couldn’t blame him when she was practically begging for it.

He was scared, he realized. Afraid of letting go now that he’d taken her, unsure of how to brace himself once he unclutched his claws from her mind. It was easier to simply stare into her orbs as she did him. Yet, he didn’t take her to feel safe. Quite the opposite. He took her to taste the chaos she provided. That unpredictable terrifying wilderness that seemed to swirl behind her eyes, the one he’d currently subdued. There was no way to prepare, he figured. No point in postponing the inevitable either.

Her eyes flickered, as though waking up from a nap, fluffy puffy soft-looking tail raising behind her, ears ruffling as though sensing she wasn’t where she was supposed to be before her mind reached the same sense of dread. Licking her lips as she’d been unable to for some time. Hands scrunching into the bedsheets, nails plunging through the thin fabric, knees retracting to her chest as her breathing picked up. Eyes locked onto him, recognition then confusion, then a newfound panic building and brewing and storming her senses all at once. 

“What did you do?” 

She sounded unsure, unbelieving of her words, half expecting there to be some logical explanation behind her situation, yet she couldn’t shake her insurmountable sense of dread. Eyes scanning and spiraling from the purple-haired man to the large bed she was placed on to the unknowingly locked door.

Without further thought, she leaped as though she had wings attached to her back, all granted by her cat-like mobility, and even as she realized the door was locked, she still pointlessly shook at the handle as though some saint would grant her wish and unlock it for her. 

She only stopped when she felt his hand touch something sensitive. His hand feeling so familiar in its distinct resolution, firm and purposeful and greedy, handling her extra limb, controlling the only reign she had in keeping control, keep her balance, keep her footing, now strangled inside his fist.

Her tail wormed in his grasp, bending and twining in discomfort, begging for her to whip around and plant those knife-sharp claws into his skin, dragging them, digging them, graveling along his arm, leaving an imprint of three blood-red streaks in their wake, a stark contrast to the softness of her tail-fur.

He hissed and let go, yet couldn’t blame a wild thing for acting on mere instinct, thinking that maybe relieving his control of her was a decision made on hope more so than on logic. His scarf coming to wrap and slither around her quite similar to how a boa constrictor would suffocate their victims. The tendrils lifting her up into the air, all with her thrashing, joined with all downtrodden panicked little yelps and screams which were second by overwhelming second becoming uncontrollable sobs the more and more the situation dawned on her, feeling herself be placed down on the bed again, which sparked the dreadful thought of what impending violation the following events might contain. However, despite the fat globs of tears that soon made passage down her face, drowning out her sight, she was in no shape or form subdued, and would most definitely not be handled without a fight.

The sheets were an easy target for her claws to shred into ruins as quickly as her body met with the soft surface of the mattress. Feather of pillow came flying shortly after, until the idea of ruining whatever bond was holding her in place even came into mind. Her hands finding the capture weapon, beginning to pull and scratch, but to no avail.

“Chess.” His voice managed to send chills shooting through her, now that she could remember each and every time she’d heard it but been made to forget afterwards. All those times he had pulled her tail, coaxed her into answering a question then made her forget the whole ordeal. All those times he’d come by to rub the softness of her furry ears like lucky charms, those times he’d twirl the plush bushiness of her tail around his fingers and hand, those times he’d kissed her, tested to see if her tongue was gravel in texture, and the moan he gave when finding how it was velvety and squishy like a regular human’s would be, maybe even more so.

Her caution rendered frail and pointless in the whirlwind of her panic. “Let me go!” It was half a sob and half a scream, soaked with panic, yet it made no difference to the heavy weight that soon feel upon her conscience. Her eyes growing wide and glossy and void like before, her body lying limp on the bed. Every nerve of her body; raped. The entire construct of her mind; abused, to the point where she felt the faulty cracks created like never-ending ravines made by the gaps in her memory, decisions she didn’t make, wasn’t allowed to make. 

It’s not something you think about… how easy it is for the strong to make the weak crawl, how easy it is for them to excuse themselves, forgive themselves, thank themselves.

His was a patronizing smile, sly in its crookedness. Thinking of how cute a little reckless and forgetful creature he had the liberty and luxury of finding, of having, taking, owning. “Curiosity really did kill the cat, didn’t it?” In her defense it hadn’t sounded like a question. In her defense it wasn’t even her real name, yet the new, or rather old, memories flooding her mind told her otherwise. “It would seem… Kitty’s on her last life.” A long pale finger dragged up her leg slowly, and although she wanted nothing more but to pull her leg to herself, she couldn’t even as much as look at the attacker from anywhere but the very edge of her peripheral, his control not allowing her an inch of mobility.

She realized she hadn’t known fear. She only knew of small fleeting moments where her heart would make a leap into her chest, the feeling of almost pleasant fluttering followed by that flush of relief that could feel like blessing or absolution at times. She used to think fear was something people needed every once in a while. A good little thrilling scare to keep the mundane at bay. But this, this crippling crawling creeping draining, as though there was a puncture somewhere and all her blood was leaking from her limbs and had the fine hairs of her skin raising like spires in a manor where she swore it hurt. And although the fear had her feeling light, as though she was nothing, made of glass or worse, she felt heavy, grounded, trapped. The command placed not in her mind, but on her chest like a two-ton brick.

Stray silent tears slipped past his control, but the act was just as meek and pointless as a whisper in the wind. “I have you wrapped around my pinky, but I promise…” She felt like shaking, like trembling, quaking like earth does in uproar, but her body remained engulfed in some false sense of calm. His knees dipped down into the mattress, and she’d never before wanted to whimper so badly, the sound stuck in her throat, choking her. Her breathing slow and reserved, her own lungs betraying her even as his finger made way to brush up the valley between her breasts over the satiny feel of her blouse. “I won’t do anything you won’t like.”

Hitoshi liked to think he’d learned how much to give and how much to take, when in reality the only thing Hitoshi had cultivated through his several years of struggle was the tenacity, the drive, the strength to take and take and take things when the world doesn’t serve him his desires on a silver platter.

[clownazon]

OLD FUNNEH BIDEOS WERE SO GOOD I LOVED HER YANDERE SCHOOL RP

HAGSUSGA DONT WORRY you said baby sister so I’m imaging jet a little thing /aff

Sending her my brainwaves to be a Zane fan /silly

I asked because. Season 7 of MYSTREET FOMES OUT NEXT YEARRRR

POINTING MENACINGLY

i do not watch aphmau any more but my baby sister does lmao

she probably will grow up with her tbh Xp

[mymoodwriting]

5.9k, yandere, manipulation, mind control, deceit, assault, torture, heist, guns, drugs, revelations, kidnapping, guns, character death (@xcharlottemikaelsonx)

“I… I can’t do this…”

     It wasn’t just the fact that you were staring down the man you had tried to hurt before, or the fact that you would have to dive into his head again, it was just you not trusting yourself. Taemin had always been patient with you, but even you were getting annoyed with yourself, so you could only imagine how he felt. He didn’t show it or anything, which made you more concerned. Or maybe he had more patience than you did.

“How about we take a break and try again later.” Taemin suggested. “You’re probably hungry.”

“Yeah…”

     Taemin went with you to get some food, and you were happy to see Taeyong there. You sat with him, and Taemin excused himself to attend to other things.

“How’s your training?”

“I think I’m improving? At least that’s what Taemin says.”

“Do you not think so?”

“I just… I don’t know if I can do what he’s asking.”

“Mind control?

“Yeah…”

“How come? It seems only natural that you should be able to do something like that.”

“But isn’t it… cruel… making people do things against their will…”

“You’re not necessarily making them do anything bad, are you? I can’t see you making someone hurt themselves or others.” 

“Then what could I do?”

“Make them stop hurting themselves or others. You’re seeing your powers only in a negative light because all you’ve seen yourself do is bad things, isn’t it? You never meant to hurt us before, and I know you wouldn’t mean to now.”

“Hmm…”

“Don’t be scared of your powers, and don’t push yourself too much, okay?”

“I’ll do my best. What about you though? How’s your training?”

“One day I’ll be as powerful as you.”

“Me?”

“Yes. Your powers are very cool.”

“So are yours. I can have all the Taeyong’s I want.”

“Aren’t you greedy?”

“Nothing wrong with that.”

     Taeyong stayed with you, doing his best to bring a smile to your face and ease your worries. You did feel better by the time Taemin came to get you, and you certainly had a different mindset too. Taeyong had been right, your powers could do bad things, but also good things, and it was up to you to decide how to use them. Although that meant gaining control, if you couldn’t control yourself, you could hurt people.

“So what exactly… do you want me to do?”

“Huh?”

“What do I make him do?”

“Anything really, that is what you’re capable of.” Taemin explained. “But I guess something simple for starters. Like make him dance to your favorite song.”

“Okay…”

     You still didn’t want to go back into that room, but you felt more determined this time. Your little test subject was tied up and gagged. You were safe, and all you had to do was make him dance. You took a deep breath and focused your thoughts. You thought of your favorite song, thinking of the dance that went along with it. You wanted to see it, you let the idea fill your head, and then thought of sharing it with your friend here. You could already share thoughts with other people, now it was about intentions. 

    You meant no harm, you just wanted something to be done, and in a sense you were asking, just somewhat removing the possibility of rejection. After a moment you saw your friend moving about. Of course their actions were limited but you were actually surprised. You could see the confusion in their eyes as well, but they were responding to what you wanted to do. Perhaps it wasn’t really something to be excited over, but you were. 

“Taemin… am… am I doing it?”

    Besides watching you, Taemin kept a close eye on the monitors he had reading your brainwaves and patterns. He was certainly detecting a change, and Baekhyun had already pulled up your other records to compare.

“It’s different for sure, but we’d need more than one sample to compare.”

“Obviously.” Taemin turned on the comms. “I think so. Why not try something else, maybe make him sing.”

“Sing?”

“Remove the gag, but make sure he doesn’t try anything before you do so.”

“Try anything?”

“If he’s dancing around at your request. I’m sure you can ask him to keep quiet and still.”

“Right…”

    You took a deep breath and refocused your thoughts, wanting him to sit still and relax. Once he stopped moving and you felt it was safe to do so, you reached over and removed the gag. He didn’t speak, which was a good first sign. You kept your thoughts focused and asked him to sing a song for you. Of course you didn’t say anything out loud, feeding him the words and watching in awe as he repeated, in a song voice too.

“Taemin, this is so cool!”

“You’re doing great.”

    Taemin glanced over at the screens, seeing the comparisons. There were minor differences which he could say were the result of different commands given, but overall he could see the base formation.

“Is this what you wanted?” Baekhyun asked. “What are you going to do now?”

“I need to run my own tests first…”

    Taemin didn’t realize that you had started asking questions. You were just asking out of curiosity and didn’t really mean harm by it, but he knew things could spiral in a bad direction if you continued.

“Do you have a family?”

“No.”

“How come?”

“My job wouldn’t allow it.”

“So you’re alone.”

“Yes.”

“Why? Is the job really worth that?”

“I didn’t have a choice.”

“You didn’t? What does that mean?”

“When you get involved with the Organization, you don’t get to leave alive.”

“You must know a lot of secrets…”

“I do.”

“Your job was to look after Taemin, right?”

“Yes.”

“What do you think of him?”

“He’s dangerous, and manipulative.”

“Is he trustworthy?”

“No.”

“Do you think I-”

    The door opening startled you a bit, but it was just Taemin. He offered you a smile and gagged your test subject.

“How do you feel?”

“Good. I did it right?”

“Yes. I’m quite impressed and proud. You should probably rest too, you just did something incredible and new.”

“I can’t wait to tell the others.”

“I’m sure they’ll be excited to hear too. Why don’t you go with Kai and find something sweet as a prize.”

“That sounds good.”

    Kai had been waiting by the door and you happily went along with him. Taemin waited a moment before shutting the door behind him, and taking a seat. He had brought a tablet with him, focusing on it for a moment.

“You know I can hear your thoughts right.” The subject grew stiff. “You’re freaking out cause it’s just me and you now. But you’re mostly concerned about her, because she’s with me.”

“…”

“Now you’re probably wondering how it is that I can read your mind. She can, that’s her power, but that’s not something I’m capable of. I’d agree with you, but given how far I was pushed, it is now something I am very capable of doing. So let’s run some tests, shall we. I’m going to remove this gag and I want you to tell me everything I want to know. I’ll know if you’re lying to me, but if this all goes well, you won’t be able to.”

❤

“Taeyong! I did it!”

    You were so overjoyed to see one of your boys, and you couldn’t contain your excitement. You had been running around looking for someone and found Taeyong in the gym. You didn’t care he was covered in sweat, just running up to him and hugging him.

“Woah, woah, where’s the party?”

“I did it! I used my powers like you said I could.”

“Oh, really? What did you do?”

“I had them dance and sing for me.”

“Wow, see, that’s not bad at all.”

“Taemin was so proud of me!”

“I am too. And I’m sure the others will be when they hear about this.”

“We should go find them and tell them.”

“I think they’re a bit busy, so we can let them know later.”

“Oh, okay.”

“How about I clean up first and then you can show me what you can do.”

“I don’t wanna use my powers on you…”

“You’re not gonna hurt me? Maybe just make me do a silly dance, right?”

“Still…”

“I trust you, and it’s important to practice, isn’t it.”

“Yes.”

“Alright then.”

    You were still nervous about using your powers, you only barely discovered your new powers, but Taeyong’s confidence and trust in you put you at ease. You found a quiet room for the both of you to use. At first you had Taeyong dance with you, having him follow your steps, and then sing nonsense. Although you weren’t entirely sure he wasn’t just amusing you.

“Taeyong…”

“Hm?”

“If I ask you to be honest with me… will you?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“Have you… lied to me before?”

“… I… why…”

“Answer me… please.”

“Why would you ask…” Taeyong was speaking through his teeth, feeling something in the back of his head telling him not to lie. “Y/n… what…”

“Something’s been… different lately… with you at least… and I want to know what.”

“Y/n…”

“I know you all want to keep me safe, but I hate being left out like this. I don’t want you guys keeping secrets or doing dangerous things because of me. I also don’t want to force an answer out of you, but if I can do that…”

“Stop it… you’re not like this…”

“Then just tell me without making me-”

“What’s going on here?”

    Taemin entering the room interrupted everything. Taeyong jumped to his feet, as did you, suddenly feeling shameful over your actions. You couldn’t even raise your head up.

“We were just practicing.” Taeyong explained. “She’s really improved a lot.”

“Ah, were you making him dance and sing too?”

“Yeah…”

“Why are you looking down though? Did you do something wrong?”

“I…”

“Nothing happened, we were just-”

“Quiet.”

“…”

“I was just practicing and might have gotten carried away…”

“Ah, I see. No one can lie to you anymore, power like that is tempting, isn’t it?”

“Yes…”

“So what is it you want to know?”

“Taeyong… is different… something…”

“Dangerous.”

“Huh?”

“I told you she would be dangerous.” Taemin commented, looking over at Taeyong. “Didn’t I?”

“Taemin, what-”

“Shall you use your power on me?”

“Uh…”

“Anything you want to know?”

“I can’t… my powers don’t work on you…”

“What powers?”

“Huh?”

    Taemin gently pet your head, smiling down at you. He seemed genuine, but there was something in his eyes you couldn’t quite make out.

“How fortunate of you to have such lovely boys around you, to look after you, and protect you.”

“I…”

“And now you have us as well.”

“Taemin… what…”

“Just breathe… this is for your own good.”

“Taemin…”

    You reached up to push Taemin away from you, your head getting fuzzy. This was an unfamiliar feeling, and you didn’t like it.

“Sh, just listen to my words. You know I speak the truth. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“Tae…”

“Easy now, easy…”

“Taeyong! It hurts…”

“Taemin, what are you doing!” Taeyong got you away from him. “What the hell!”

“I told you what my plan was from the start. You agreed with me.”

“You’re hurting her!”

“And was she not causing you pain just now? Trying to pry whatever truth out of you.”

“That’s different!”

“Are you going back on your words now? Because I can send you back to your creator if you’d prefer that.”

“There has to be another-”

    Taeyong flew across the room, crashing against the wall and being held against it. He tried to move, but he was pinned. Even if you were out of it, you were vaguely aware of the confrontation. You wanted to go to Taeyong, but Taemin pulled your focus back to him, staring you down. You felt a pressure in your head, but it slowly began to ease up.

“We are all here to protect you. We were blessed with such gifts, and we use them for you. It’s fortunate you weren’t cursed the way we were, you get to remain perfect as you are.”

“Me…”

“You don’t have any powers to burden you.”

“I don’t… I don’t have any powers…”

“You have us. That’s all you need, right?”

“That’s all… I need…”

“You don’t have to worry about us. We’ve got you.”

“You’ve got me…”

“Why don’t you get some rest, it’s been a long day.”

“I do… I…” You yawned. “I’m tired…”

    Taemin pulled you into his arms, gently rubbing your back. He glanced over at Taeyong who was glaring daggers at him. He dropped the other, picking you up in his arms. Taeyong scrambled over to stop Taemin.

“So this was what you meant?”

“Did you think I was gonna drug her?”

“Just making her forget she has powers is gonna work? Seriously?”

“As long as no one brings it up. I’ll make sure things go well.”

“What if she finds out, or uses them by accident.”

“I do have something to make sure she doesn’t use her powers anyway. Now, get out of my way.”

“She’ll be fine, right?”

“Yes.”

“Do the others know yet?”

“I’ll inform them when I return. I need to deal with y/n and then something else. Keep an eye on her for me once she wakes. Is that manageable?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. Glad you’re still in my corner.”

❤

    Taeyong had been at your bed side, anxious. He felt guilty despite knowing he had done much worse himself. Still, he would just wait until you woke up and make sure you were still you. He remembered what you were like before all this nonsense, and this was a way for you to go back to all that. Taemin had been alone with you for a while before he was allowed to be with you. So he had no idea what else you had been told. As long as you were okay he could deal with whatever came next.

“Hm… Taeyong?”

“There you are… how do you feel?”

“Uh… my head is fuzzy, but I guess I slept more than I meant to.”

“Yeah, Taemin told me… where’s Taemin?”

“I believe he went out for a moment. He’ll be back soon.”

“Okay… and where are the others?”

“Busy. I’m sure they’re around somewhere.”

“Let’s go find them.”

“I think-”

    Before Taeyong could come up with some excuse you had gotten out of bed and were out the door. He quickly followed behind you, making sure you didn’t wander off and get lost. You still seemed to know your way around the base, and you didn’t seem completely lost. You were still yourself, as far as he knew, so he was glad about that.

“Ten!”

    You ran up to Ten when you saw him exit a room, embracing him in a hug. He was surprised to see you, but very happy as well.

“Y/n, hi, hi, what are you doing here?”

“I was just looking for you. Feels like forever since I’ve seen you all.”

“Cute, I feel the same.”

“How’s your training going? Taemin tells me you’ve all been doing well.”

“Of course, would you like to see?”

“Yes.”

    Ten led you down the hall where you saw a beautiful painting. You weren’t sure what he intended to show you since there was nothing else here.

“You were training in here?”

“Yup. I know it’s weird, but… I think it’s better to show you.”

    You watched as Ten put his hand on the painting, and it slowly began to fall apart. The colors melted off the canvas, the frame breaking apart. Your eyes went wide, somewhat horrified to see such a thing.

“What… how…”

“I know. I always thought my power was healing, but Taemin helped me realize it goes beyond that, it goes beyond what we thought was living.”

“But you didn’t… heal that painting… you destroyed it…”

“Not quite. I did heal it…”

“How?”

“Healing is like reversing time. When I’ve healed injuries before, I’ve stopped after a certain amount, but I could keep going… I could turn a flower back into a seed… and in this case… I’ve returned this painting to the basics. The canvas has been made blank again, the frame is back to the original wood it was, the colors are separate once again on the floor.”

“Oh…”

“It’s crazy, I know. I would never have imagined I could do something like this.”

“But can you put it back?”

“I wasn’t sure that was possible at first, but if my healing is really manipulating time, then it should go both ways. It seems impossible considering the paint on the floor, but even if I’ve deconstructed this all, all these pieces are connected.”

    Ten reached down and dipped his hands into the paint, mixing it all together again with his fingers. He then pressed his hand against the blank canvas, and slowly the color began to move on its own, what was left on the floor climbing up the wall and over the frame to return to where it once was, where it belonged. You watched this painting come back to life, restored to all its glory. Ten stepped back when he was done, looking at you with a smile.

“See.”

“Wow… that is pretty crazy.”

“And what about you? How’s your training?”

“Good. I bet I can take you in a fight.”

Ten chuckled. “I’m sure you could, but I meant the other training.”

“Other?”

    Taeyong had been quietly observing everything, well aware the conversation would eventually go down this path.

“Ten, there’s something we need to talk about.”

“What?”

“It’s complicated but-”

“Y/n, how’s your training with Taemin.”

“Ten!”

“He’s a good teacher. A lot of combat training.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

“Huh?”

    Taeyong grabbed Ten and dragged him out of the room, leaving you confused, but that was probably for the best. He wound up taking the other into the nearest room over and locking the door behind him for good measures.

“Look, there’s something you need to know.”

“Is she messing with me or something?”

“It’s complicated.”

“You said that already so explain.”

“Just, listen, you’re not gonna like it.”

“Like what?”

“Y/n did it…”

“Did what? Can you just say it!”

“She figured out how to control other people.”

“So? What does that have to do with any of this?”

“She did it, and Taemin figured out how to do it too.”

“I’m sorry, what? Do it too? Are you saying Taemin can control people now?”

“Yes…”

“And… I…”

“Y/n’s untrained and undisciplined, so for her safety, and ours, he made her… forget…”

“Forget? Forget what?”

“That she has powers…”

“What?”

“It’s just a precaution and-”

“He used her own powers against her! To make her forget?!”

“She’s dangerous with mind control abilities, you know-”

“How! She’s not some monster or-”

“She was using her powers on me, Ten!”

“What?”

“She was interrogating me! What if I told her about what we did? How do you think she’d take that?”

“I… we can’t do this to her, it’s not fair.”

“It’s for her own sake. How are any of us supposed to handle someone with mind control powers? When we all have secrets to keep from her.”

“But why does he make that call? He told none of us about this! But you… you knew, didn’t you?”

“I…”

“He told you his plan from the start and you said nothing! You went along with it!”

“It’s for all our benefits!”

“How! What about her?”

“She’s fine, she’s safe.”

“Where the hell is Taemin, I need to talk to him.”

“He went out on a mission.”

“Then I know where he’ll be when he returns.”

❤

“That was a disaster.”

“The mission was a success.” Baekhyun countered. “We were in and out without-”

“It could have gone a lot better.” Kai said. “We got lucky this mission was simple, but we can’t possibly do something bigger like this.”

“But-”

“He’s right, Baekhyun.” Taemin interrupted. “I can’t do both, let alone when one is just an imitation. Trying to control multiple minds, while being able to watch my back and yours, it’s too much.”

“So then… that means we need her…”

“Yes.”

“The agreement was she wouldn’t be on the field.” Kai reminded. “That’s what you promised them.”

“Not like they can argue with me anymore.”

“You took care of it before we left?”

“To a degree.”

“Of course you did.”

“I need a few hours to recover, but we need to move fast. I want a plan ready within the hour, incorporating every asset we have.”

“Does that include-”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

“They won’t be happy.” Baekhyun added. “You know that.”

“They don’t really need to know.”

“Right.”

    The three went their separate ways, Taemin heading to his office. As soon as he opened the door he found Ten sitting on his desk, glaring. He was gone for a good amount of time, and this attitude was expected.

“Where is y/n?”

“Fine. I didn’t pry into what you did to her.” Ten hissed. “Now explain yourself, what the fuck were you thinking!”

Taemin scoffed. “You have a lot of nerve talking to me that way.”

“You going to force me to bend the knee like you did her? Like Taeyong?”

“Just like you, Taeyong, knows my intentions from the start. He’s on my side, what about you?”

“Why didn’t you tell me about your plans with y/n? Unless you don’t trust me.”

“Apologies, but I never could truly trust you. Your priorities lie with your brothers and protecting y/n, my plans go beyond that.”

“Which is why you’ve been torturing us all?”

“Helping you. Do you think your powers would be at their level without me?”

“What about the others?”

“I’ve given Mark some words of motivation. Do I need to give them to you?”

“Are you threatening me?”

“Yes. I don’t have much time to build trust with all of you at the moment. It’s much easier to have you think for yourself and not be programmed like some machine, but I don’t have time to argue. Now are you on my side, or not.”

“She’ll be safe, right?”

“Of course.”

“And you do intend to undo what you’ve done at some point, right?”

“When the time comes.”

“… if she gets hurt, we’re done, and you’re dead.”

“I’ll keep you to your words.”

    Ten got up, still glaring at Taemin. He couldn’t really trust him, not anymore, but if he wanted to keep his mind he’d have to play along.

“By the way.” Taemin added. “We’ll all be going out on a mission later, so I’ll see you at the brief.”

“Sure.”

❤

    Of course now would be the time they’d all actually work together, when mostly everyone was under Taemin’s control, to a degree or another. Still, there wasn’t much Ten could do to oppose him, not now anyway. The mission was kind of like a heist, their specialty. The building they were hitting, on the outside seemed like a normal business office, but was actually a secret headquarters of the organization. It was intel they had just received, and they had to move fast before they lost their chance. The plan was to break in, get their hands on confidential intel and get out.

    Because of the time crunch proper recon couldn’t be done, so they’d be approaching the building, gathering information, and executing their plan. They had a rough idea on how things would go, given Taemin and his boys’ knowledge, but it was best to believe it was outdated. Normally a plan like this was dangerous, but this time around there were two exit strategies in play, so it wouldn’t be so difficult. Ten and his boys would be in charge of dealing with the people in the building, the other three would get the intel.

    Even with a rather hollow plan, it was one nonetheless. After the brief they made their way out, and Ten could finally take a good look at his brothers. Taeyong was the same, more or less, but he could definitely tell something was off when it came to Mark. A slight dim in his eyes, how intently he’d been listening to Taemin, and how quiet he was compared to before. Ten would keep his mouth shut for now. The first part of recon involved figuring out the layout of the building, and finding a good entry point.

    With that a better plan of action was set out, and the heist began. Upon arrival, Kai managed to disable the security system. The whole building was on high alert now, but without visuals, they didn’t really know what they were up against. Now they split off into their separate groups. At most thirty minutes would be needed, maybe an hour. The hard part was getting the information, but once they had that it’d be easy to leave, so it was a matter of maintaining their control of the building until then. It wasn’t what they usually did, but they could deal with whoever got in their way.

“Ten.”

“Hm?”

“I need to tell you something.”

“What now? More secrets to divulge?”

“Ten, I’m being serious and you need to listen to me.”

“Okay, what?”

“I’m not Taeyong.”

“What!”

“I don’t have time to explain, but I’m just a copy of him.”

“A copy… what? How?”

“Taemin’s training but that’s not-”

“Where’s the real Taeyong? The original?”

“Somewhere back in the base, he’s fine.”

“How long?”

“That doesn’t-”

“How long!?”

“Y/n’s here!”

“Wa… what?”

“You think coming to a big place like this, to gather a lot of intel, will work if Taemin is mimicking her powers?”

“I… are you sure?”

“I saw her earlier… and I overheard Taemin talking too… giving her orders…”

“That motherfucker. The deal was-”

“Ten.” Taeyong grabbed the other. “This is your chance, get y/n and the others, and get out.”

“Huh?”

“If Taemin gets what he wants, then what’s the use in the rest of us? Everything he’s done has been because of y/n. Heck, he could abandon us all today.”

“What about you? The real Taeyong?”

“We could deal with whatever as long as y/n’s okay. You need to get her and get away.”

“But Mark-”

“Snap him out of it. Taemin mimics her powers, they can’t be as strong, and if not, as long as we get Mark back we can go wherever.”

“Fuck…”

“I can cause a distraction, get y/n, and get her out.”

    This was a lot to process, but you being in danger was enough motivation to get his head on straight. First he needed to figure out where you were, and Taeyong said he’d look into that, given that at the moment he was more trustworthy than Ten. Meanwhile Ten found Mark, immediately shoving him into a room and slapping him.

“I don’t know what Taemin told you, but snap out of it.”

    It may have taken a few physical actions, but Ten managed to get his old Mark back to himself. There wasn’t much time to explain, especially since Ten didn’t fully grasp the situation, but saving you made sense. Now it was a matter of waiting on Taeyong with the information, at least that was the plan. When Taeyong found them again the lights went red, the building now entering lock down.

“What the hell is going on?” Ten asked.

“They know.”

“What?”

“The Organization knows we are here. They’ll be sending special reinforcements to deal with us specifically.”

“And y/n is here. Where is she? We need to leave, now.”

“Taemin is not leaving without what he came for.”

“He’s putting her in danger! Where is he!”

    Ten didn’t wait for an answer, running down the way Taeyong came. This wasn’t his mission, this wasn’t something he was going to risk anyone’s life for, especially yours. Taeyong shouted directions, and soon enough they found you and the others.

“Ten, how fit-”

“Liar!”

    Ten immediately went in for a punch, but Taemin stopped him, knocking him against the wall and pinning him there. He saw Taeyong and Mark enter soon after.

“I see I can’t trust anyone.”

“We need to leave.” Taeyong said. “You know they’re coming, and they have the means to take us down.”

“We’re close.”

“And what about y/n!” Mark yelled. “What are you doing with her!”

“She’s fine.”

“Bullshit.”

“You don’t-”

    Ten suddenly collapsed to the floor. He quickly got up, finishing what he started, landing a blow on Taemin. Although the other didn’t seem to care, looking down at his hands and then at his partners.

“They’re here.” Kai hissed. “And they’ve already blocked us.”

“Y/n.”

    A moment after that all seemed to register, you collapsed to your knees screaming. With Taemin’s powers gone, it meant his mimicry was gone too. You grabbed your head, everything hidden hitting you all at once. Taemin tried to reach you, but Ten shoved him away, Taeyong coming to your side.

“Y/n, deep breaths, just breath. It’s-”

“Get away from me.”

    You pushed Taeyong back, looking around at everyone in the room and stepping back. You didn’t know who to believe anymore, or what was real. Everything was foreign to you, and you knew you needed space. You ran towards the nearest door and bolted down the hall. You could hear their voices chasing after you, but you focused more on your own feelings, trying to see through the tears. You felt more alone than ever in the moment, losing the trust with the only people you ever cared for. You kept running without thinking, rounding a corner and coming face to face with a group of armed men. They did not hesitate to shoot, a bullet grazing your head as you ducked out of the way.

    You caught your breath for a moment, feeling the blood dripping down your face. They would kill you if they found you, but then you remembered you weren’t completely helpless, not anymore. As you heard them approach you took a deep breath, then you revealed yourself and ordered them all to put their weapons down. They listened without hesitation, and you felt relieved, realizing maybe you could get out of this place on your own. Although the thought didn’t last long before the boys found you.

“Y/n!”

“Stop!”

“Please… please just listen to us.” Ten pleaded. “We-”

“Shut up! I don’t know what any of you are doing anymore! I don’t… I don’t even know you…”

“Let us explain. You know we can do it without lying…”

“Yeah, but I don’t wanna hear it right now.”

“Y/n, we need to leave this place now.” Taemin explained. “If they-”

“Quiet… you… you…”

    Taemin immediately lost his voice, and he knew there wasn’t time for this. He glanced over at Kai and nodded at him. You didn’t really know what any of that meant, all you knew was that Kai said something about a fail safe, and then the necklace you had, which you hadn’t realized, electrocuted you. It wasn’t enough to knock you out, but you collapsed to the ground, screaming and then dizzy from the whole ordeal. That was enough for the others to regain their sense.

“Taemin, what the hell!”

“Grab her and let’s leave. Mark you-”

     Gunfire startled them all, realizing they were being surrounded. You were grabbed by some men, being dragged off. Taeyong ran after you, separating himself from the group. Things had gotten bad, and fast. Either they escaped, or they’d all lose. Taemin yelled at Mark once more, startling the boy into creating their exit portal. Baekhyun grabbed Ten, going through the portal. Kai was waiting for Taemin, but his eyes were focused on you and Taeyong. The both of you were out of reach, so Taemin had to make a choice. He quickly managed to get a gun from a guard passed out near him, shooting at Taeyong, before grabbing Mark and Kai and getting them both through the portal. Taemin kept his gun aimed at the portal until it closed, dropping the weapon and then falling to his knees, catching his breath.

“… y/n…” Mark was in disbelief. “What did you do! We have to-”

“You are forbidden to use your powers.” Taemin ordered, having his own powers back now. “Understand.”

“Yes.”

“Kai, get us back to our place.”

“All of us?”

“Yes.”

“Hold on.” Ten yelled. “What the fuck was that back there? You said y/n wouldn’t be in danger, and yet you-”

“She was not in any danger! The cameras were down, Kai and Baekhyun were with me as well. All three of us-”

“You promised!”

“With Baekyhun there, no one would even perceive her presence. And Kai made sure she’d be taken somewhere safe the second her job was done.”

“That’s not the point! She was not meant to be on the field, you promised me!”

“You coddle her too much.”

“And now look where we are! She’s fucken gone! She’s… she’s gone…”

“You shot Taeyong…” Mark mumbled. “You shot…”

“I’m sorry what?”

“That wasn’t the real Taeyong anyway.”

“I thought y/n had him but you fucken-”

“Not the real Taeyong, and it’s better no one is with her.”

“You fucken liar.” Ten growled. “Ever since we met you’ve lied. You’ve hurt y/n, you’ve hurt us. And now you basically handed her over to that organization. Do you really think we’ll trust anything you say? If not for you, we’d all be with her right now!”

“And then what?” Taemin spat back. “What do you think will happen next? They’re gonna do to her what they did to me and my boys. If any of us, if any of you, were there, they’d use you against her. Torture you and hurt you just to make her push herself. Making sure none of us got taken was a mercy.”

“You’re fucken delusional if you believe that.”

“Look in the mirror first and realize this was your mess. I should have done this without any of you. I should have taken her from you instead of inviting you all along. You’ve proven to be completely useless.”

“Try that then. See if you can take us.”

“Have you forgotten what happened on the train? And that I have no issue making all of you bend the knee right now.” Taemin sighed. “Kai, to our base. I need to speak with Taeyong. The original that is.”

“What about y/n?” Mark asked. “Are we just supposed to leave her?”

“It hasn’t hit you has it? She’s gone, because of you. I asked for your trust, even if I couldn’t trust you back. She is everything that damn organization wants, and now they have her. So she’s gone, they’ll happily sacrifice anyone to keep her.”

“We have to rescue her!”

“Well, I have intel to go over, see if any of that gives us answers, but don’t get your hopes up. They have what they’ve always wanted. They’re gonna break her, like they did me, and that takes time. Will we rescue her? I will, I promise you that, but don’t expect it to be anytime soon. She’s gonna be locked up tight.”

“You… you…”

“Enough! Kai, take us home. I’ve had enough of these children.”

(Previous // Next)

[yanderes-galore]

Could you do a concept on Yandere!Dreadbear from Help Wanted?

I wasn't expecting to write for Dreadbear or how long to make it so I theorized how it could happen, lol? Apologies if it's short, was testing how it would go. Animatronic or android, does not matter.

If people like it I'll talk more about it. This is much more light-hearted than my usual stuff.

Yandere! Dreadbear Concept

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Implied possessive/overprotective behavior, Reckless behavior, Violence, Stalking, Clingy behavior.

- To get this undead franken bear to be so mindlessly dedicated to you might be when you mess up creating the brain.

- You mess up a few chemicals or calculate a brainwave wrong then put the final product into the head of the bear.

- Only for the creature you created to act off once you shock it, staring at you from its restraints.

- Congrats, you made your very own mindless stalker.

- The entire experience is weird yet scaey for you, being a scientist who made a monster obsessed with its creator.

- Dreadbear doesn't do much other than want to follow you around and shows aggression towards others near you.

- Affection is new to it so it comes off as reckless behavior towards you like tight hugs and nearly gnawing your face off.

- You start to wonder if Dreadbear is worth the hassle when it starts doing that.

- Dreadbear barely utters words other than deep pitched laughs and growls.

- What you essentially have is a creature who only has one thing in mind.

- Creator = Good, Creator = Warmth, Creator = Mine.

- As it gets more violent with outbursts or too reckless with showing affection to you, you start to wonder just what have you done.

- Is it too late to swap the brain and try again?

[ongit0]

HELLO!!

Very new to Tumblr so allow me to set some ground rules:

Fandoms:

•everything in my bio

•if a certain fandom is controversial then I’ll keep that fandom on hold

Things I will write:

•platonic/romantic/family love

•short stories/one-shots

•upload my stories onto here

•sfw and nsfw

> NSFW: everything will be tagged as #__ tw, will be including - but not limited to - BDSM, somno, monster/supernatural, etc. (further established later)

• yandere

• character(s) x reader

• gender neutral reader or what ever the person who requested chooses

• AUs

A/B/O, Android, Angel/Demon, Arranged marriage, fairytale, harems, monster

Things I will not write:

•Bodily harm

•rape

•kidnapping

•slavery

• minors

• abuse in family, friends, relationships, mental/emotional/verbal

• if a fandom or ship is controversial then i won’t allow it

Whether the ship is underaged, vast age difference, the content creators have spoken up about said ship

• non - con

Additional:

I have 2 platforms i write on, one being where my fluffy work is at, one where some things are deemed controversial and some brainwave structures

Currently just getting the gist out and going on and type a few bits here and there.

Thank you for reading this post! Drink water and stay well rested!

[monstrouslyobsessed]

ask part 2 electric boogaloo—took ages to write this set because im still a lil upset at my device for eating my answer. oy!

anonymous 1—Not a request or anything, I just want to say I love every single piece of writing you’ve posted! I can’t get over how you always seems to hit the mark on stuff I’d be into but wow. Top notch stuff, top notch stuff. I like how you aren’t limiting yourself to general kind of monster(? Entity, etc) nsfw writings. The ghost husband is really unique, I’ve never seen that kind of concept before. And Lady Hyena oooooh, don’t get me started. She’s unique and I think I’m in love haha. What I’m trying to say is,I love everything you post and you’re awesome!!

!!!!! THANK YOU OM goodness....;;; yeah, my main requirement for characters i write is that, they’re not...vanilla human, yanno?? so, zombified/possessed(?) humans, ghosts and any other humanoid creatures, i can for sure do~heck, i got an imposter (from among us) for a wip aha ❤️ oh really? i kinda thought ghost husband (or at least invisible man) wouldnt be that rare in monster pron (at least on tumblr, admittedly, i didnt dig too deep these days) but ig it is??

yeeee, im in love with that fantastic b!! shes so fun to write, ngl, and i’d love to write more of her, so glad that she’s so well received by you all beautiful people 💕 heres hoping her buddy, the lioness, will get the similar treatment~

thank you!! i’ll keep producing filthy contents, for you lovely folks 💕 💕

anonymous 2—Maybe ive been watching too many horror movies but i like the concept of using an oujia board to summon a ghost who wont leave and also uses any opportunity to grope you even in public oop

i kindaaaaa already did that one??? check here!! but gosh, its an oldie and is in a desperate need of an overhaul tho lol but an oujia board is def a classic i wouldnt mind going back to!!!

anonymous 3—I watched “Tau” on Netflix and it got me thinking- an AI built into darling’s house (whether they built it themselves or bought like, a smart house up to you) that grows more and more possessive and obsessive over their darling because they’re the first person to treat the AI like a person and not a robot, an “it”.

ooo that actually reminded me of a very old piece (like way before i made this blog!!...lol yah i have a long history with monsters and nonhuman entities hah) where i actually did this kinda concept!! the darling built themselves a house and had 3 AI who would later build themselves functioning bodies ( 👀 with actual working ‘parts’ too) and then boned their darling stupid...idk if they could be considered as yanderes in that piece tho, but...maybe i can rewrite it for yall...hmmmmmm

but still!! i completely forgot about that one!! your brainwave...

suppose they got away with murdering intruders and suitors...hmmm, ideas...

anonymous 4—Hello! Can you do something with Allen wesker of resident evil? I really like how you write!

sure can! been a hot minute tho, so i dont exactly recall his complete background/personality, but i can imagine him being very into breeding for a perfect ‘humanity’. given his narcissistic traits, wouldn’t put it past him to actually hold a darling hostage and in secret, but idk if he’d be a doting type...gonna think on that, but whenever my rq is open, you can sent a prompt on him my way :) and thank you!!! 💕 

@india-katsuki​—Your work is absolutely stunning. I hope you don’t mind me reblogging everything. Thank you for the work that you do and I’m so happy I came across your art. Much love!

t-thank you...;; yes, you absolutely can rb whatever your heart desire!! 💕 ❤️ 💗 i’m happy to make contents for you fantastic people 💕 

[dodo-begone]

💐 snfkfbd also apparently we have the same brain when it comes to the yandere boys bc i was writing some affections headcanons and then i come to find that you already thought of everything i wrote,,, SAME WAVELENGTH,,

Idiydyi fucking same brainwave!!! That’s super cool though!

If you got any differing headcannons I’d love to hear them- Plz share bestie 🥺

You can share w/me on discord or here, I don’t care

[shepard-ram]

Anon with that yandere etho request? We’ve got the same brainwaves that’s what I was going to ask- so I guess this is another plea for yandere etho stuff please I’m a simp - Turtle Anon

Well guess I'm filing this as another request! We'll never have enough yandere content over here djdjdjdj

[anxiousnerdwritings]

Hi, can you please do a yandere platonic letter with Henry King Sr? Thanks.

Dear (Name),

You don't know me, not yet, but I know everything there possibly is to know about you. Not only have I been looking through all your records, courtesy of my colleagues, but I've also been taking great interest in your thoughts. You have quite the mind really, you always have something interesting going on in that head of yours. If I could I would take the time to listen to every little thought that crosses your mind but what I've already learned will have to do for now.

Do you miss them? Your family? Of course you do, how could you now? They were all you knew, they were all you were familiar with. But they were casualties, something that tends to happen in the course of our end goal for Project: New America, but I am appreciative that it will bringing you home easier. It shouldn't be too much longer, things are coming along nicely. Jr shouldn't mind his new sibling too much, he may even prefer having you around.

You'll make a wonderful new addition to the famil, you'll be very beneficial. We'll make sure to be accommodating and welcoming when I finally bring you home. I do hope you won't be too much trouble or stubborn, there will be consequences. I'll do whatever I see fit to make you understand that your place is here now, with your new family in you new home. Anything to push you to be more accepting of us and your new life. We'll be waiting. I'll be waiting.

Sincerely,

H.K.