#yandere male x transmasc reader

[obsessivevoidkitten]

A Lion in Your Den

Yandere Male Lion Hybrid Android x Transmasc Reader (CW: Non-con, breakup, depression, disassociation, overstimulation, drug induced pleasure, general yandere behavior) EXTRA NOTE: The term “pussy” is used to refer to transmasc genitals, this may potentially give some transmasc readers dysphoria so I just wanted to be extra clear on what is in this fic. Word Count: 4.5k (Big thanks to the commissioner, they paid way above my normal rate for this just so I could finish my garden and feed the senior center as well as my family. They wished to remain anonymous so I will not tag them, but I still just wanted everyone to know how awesome the commissioner is.)

The day had started like any other, you went to work and thought of taking the love of your life, Marcus, out to dinner later to get you through the day. You largely kept to yourself, got your work done, and turned to your happy thoughts when things got too unbearable. And when you got home after work to prepare for your date with your beloved, things were still going great. You took great care in getting and looking immaculate, you donned your best suit, which your android butler had kept pristine for you. “What do you think Ash,” you asked, doing a slow turn to show him how you looked. “You look amazing today sir, very handsome, I am sure Marcus will think so too!” Though his opinion was a bit biased, you were sure he would let you know if anything was seriously amiss with your attire. Ash was your android butler, he attended to you basically acting as a personal assistant and housekeeper. He cooked, cleaned, kept you organized, and in general just helped keep your days moving with a good flow. You were lucky you could afford him, feline mandroids were pretty expensive but your salary as a member of upper management at the company that manufactured these androids, along with an employee discount, meant you could get one. Ash was a later model, based on a lion. Not as petite as the domestic cat based model, and their personalities were less timid, and it was not uncommon to see them employed as bodyguards. You could easily see Ash in such a role, his image was certainly intimidating, standing 7ft tall was long ginger hair, lion like ears on the top of his head, a tail, sharp fangs, and glowing yellow eyes. With Ash’s affirmation that you looked fine and that you weren’t forgetting anything you grabbed your keys and headed to your car to meet Marcus at the park from which you would take a pleasant stroll down the street to a lovely seafood restaurant at which you had booked reservations. You pulled into the park’s parking lot and saw Marcus sitting on the bench waiting for you, you were a few minutes early so you knew he had been very early. One of the things you loved about him, always on time and never once stood you up. That was of course only one minor thing you admired about him, he was so sweet and open about himself, in contrast with your more reserved personality. He was also always wanting to go do things, go on adventures and see the sights, it was refreshing. And in bed he was great, always letting you on top, letting you cover him in bites while he moaned and whimpered submissively below you. In all areas of life he was extremely compatible with you, that’s why tonight you were going to ask him to take the next step with him towards spending the rest of your life with him. You had made all the preparations, so sure that he would say yes. You were going to ask him to move in with you. You knew he was having trouble keeping up with rent and this way he wouldn’t have to worry about that at all, you could take care of him. You even cleared a spare room for him to put all his stuff into. As you approached him he seemed a little nervous, though that wasn’t unusual, he always was whenever the two of you were on an outing where there would be people like at a restaurant or anything like that, he always calmed down and enjoyed himself eventually. You loved how he always calmed down when you held hands. He stood up and you silently took his hand before pulling him close and planting a chaste kiss on his cheek. “I am so glad I get to see you tonight, I thought about you all day at work, I know you love seafood so you are going to love this place I promise,” you said to him excitedly. He seemed a bit distant and distracted which wasn’t much like him, but you didn’t press him on it, he was probably just hyper-fixating on some small issue at work or something like that. When you were at the restaurant everything was pleasant enough. The food was good and flavorful, the zest of lemon imbued fish dancing on your tongue, the smell of freshly prepared seafood hanging thickly in the air, and the ambient sounds of other customers chatting and the scraping of silverware against their plates. Mainly you just enjoyed Marcus’ company and engaged in small talk and light banter, but eventually you started talking about your future together and were about to bring up the prospect of him moving in with you, but before you had a chance to take the conversation that far he interrupted you. “Look uh, we need to talk…” Uh-oh. No conversation between partners that started that way ever ended well. The conversation wasn’t one you could recall completely, you were so anxious and more than a bit dizzy, but the gist was that he was breaking up with you and did not feel that spark anymore. You remembered dropping your fork and hearing it clatter against your plate, and you remembered still experiencing the sounds and smell of an eatery and all the other patrons carrying on blissfully with their lives even as your world was completely shattered. You remembered Marcus apologizing and putting some money on the table before awkwardly getting up and leaving. And finally you remembered all of this as if you were not experiencing this first hand but almost as if you were floating a bit out of body and watching all of this unfold from a detached perspective. And that is how you were as you asked for the check, walked back to your car, and drove home, completely detached and out of it, as if you were just floating on auto-pilot going through all of the motions without really experiencing them or having proper presence of mind, it was like the spirit, the very ability to experience emotions beyond a dull whisper of what you should be experiencing, had left your body. When you arrived home of course Ash greeted you in his normal optimistic and ready to please manner as soon as you opened the door, before he even got a chance to look at you, “Hello, sir did the date go well, how’s Marcus? Did you ask him about mov- Oh, are you okay? What happened?” Finally looking at you, Ash could immediately tell there was something very wrong by the way that you stared ahead blankly and the change in the way with which you usually carried yourself. You responded only by brushing past him and walking upstairs to your bedroom and closing the door behind you before locking it and laying on your bed. You did not even bother to change out of your nice clothes. What was the point? What was the point of anything anymore? Ash tried a few times over the course of what remained of the night to knock on your door and get you to tell him what was wrong, but you just ignored him, in truth you barely noticed. You still felt like everything was distant. Your android was worried, and as the days progressed he grew more worried, it was a long weekend so it wasn’t too bad at first but then you did something you never did, you called off of work. Since you refused to talk about what had happened on the night of your date he had to get into contact with Marcus and finally found out the reason for your radical change in behavior. He knew humans were sentimental things that built attachments to one another and to future plans, but he had no idea that the loss of a relationship could so drastically alter someone. Especially someone as reserved and seemingly well put together as yourself. Ash looked into it, accessing data from top psychologists and neuroscientists and experts on all things to do with relationships. Most advice said to heal you would need time and some distraction to take your mind off the trauma of the loss of your mate. So time is what he gave you, but try as he might you would not allow yourself to be distracted. He tried fun activities, engaging in your favorite hobbies, getting you new games to play, cooking fun and exciting new dishes that were sure to please you given his extensive knowledge of what you enjoyed, but nothing worked. You were perfectly content to stay in your room, ignore him, and consume junk that was certainly not ideal for your body. After a week and a half of this you finally returned back to work, and Ash was thrilled, he was sure the spell had been broken. But, no, you were just going through the motions as detached as you had been since your breakup. Sure, you were taking slightly better care of yourself, maintaining your sleep schedule, cleaning up better, but you were still just going through the motions, like a plastic bag caught in a breeze you were not really trying to break out of the cycle, you were just doing what was necessary, and keeping your job was necessary when you ran out of vacation time. Ash, though running out of ideas, was trying very hard to break you out of your funk. He was only trying relatively small things, in an effort to follow the advice and let you have time to heal naturally, but there was all of 0 progress on that front. The lion man missed your old self more and more, the way how even though you were a quiet person you would talk about Marcus and your plans together for extended periods, the way your face lit up when you were thinking about him, or the way you always wore a big grin when you were heading out the door to see him or when he was on his way over. Ash loathed seeing you reduced to this mere shadow of a husk of a human being. You were more robotic at this point than any modern android! Finally he decided that he would have to ignore the traditional and well regarded advice and do something slightly more drastic. After all, each human was extremely unique and there were always going to be some that did not respond to traditional methods. It was becoming clear after a couple months that you needed more than just time. The first larger attempt Ash made in hastening your recovery was to get you out of the house. You didn’t see the point in doing so, but due to his sheer persistence you finally acquiesced to his request. He was careful not to take you anywhere that you had been to with your ex, nothing with any possible romantic connotation, instead trying out new experiences to get you to make happy new memories. For your part it was actually nice to get outside and enjoy the fresh air a bit. Left to your own devices you’d probably just be back in your house or working overtime to just distract you from having to face any emotions that sometimes welled up to the surface. Though Ash was happy that you were at least now willing to get out of the house when pestered, it did not lead to the change in you that he thought it would, the fact he could get you out of the bedroom was at least a sign to him that he was on the right track. Now was the time to press forward with this tiny bit of momentum. His programming and research combined with his personal knowledge and care for your well being led the machine to come to the conclusion that you really should not be so hung up on Marcus. In fact, having a new romantic interest may just be the thing that you needed. And now that he could get you out of the house you may be amicable out of the house. But you absolutely were not entertaining that idea, you pointed out that you just were not ready. And what if you got hurt again? You told Ash to just drop the idea, it wasn’t happening. His programming and drive to make you back to your old love struck self overrode your demand though. He did consider your very logical point about getting hurt again though, a second heartbreak on top of this one could be disastrous if you pursued love again and failed, but he came up with an easy workaround to that roadblock. He would simply date you himself! And he would make sure that you never ever broke up under any circumstances. It was the perfect solution. You could be head over heels for him and he could keep you safe and stop any human from shattering your heart again. Of course he would have to do this stealthily, otherwise he was sure you would just reject this idea outright. He was pretty confident in his ability to pull this off, he would just make the outings he dragged you to gradually more romantic. You’d been so out of it and distracted lately that you surely wouldn’t notice until you were head over heels for him, maybe even more so than you had been with your last mate. He did have several advantages over a normal human after all. The first of the secret “dates” that he had planned was just an extension to what you had done with him previously. Instead of just enjoying some fresh air and the pleasant view of nature surrounding you, Ash had personally made some of your favorite foods that were suitable to take on a picnic. You were not as numb as you had been immediately following your breakup with Marcus, but it came in waves, sometimes you felt your emotions were pretty muted and other times you were sad, but sometimes you felt like you were almost approaching the vicinity of okay. Thankfully during the picnic you were in one of the nearly okay periods, so it was actually a rather nice distraction from everything. It seemed like hanging out with Ash was the only distraction you had lately, other than work, and it seemed you had come to rely on them, they gave you a bit of structure to cling to outside of work hours, since Ash was so consistent and predictable when he scheduled them. When you felt more off you did not eat much so since you felt better you ate a decent amount of what your android had made for you. He had memorized all your favorites and fixed them custom tailored to your taste buds. As you sat and enjoyed nature his hand lightly grazed yours, you let it linger for a moment before slowly pulling away, not thinking anything of it other than he just accidentally had it there. With some effort you managed to push aside the thoughts of how it had reminded you of your ex, funny how such a simple accident could spark thoughts of past romance. The second “date” that Ash took you on was to a movie, it was to a franchise that you had long been a fan of and this entry in the series looked like it was going to be really great. When it was announced your loyal and ever caring android notified you immediately and ordered the tickets the second the movie was showing in the theater closest to you. The lion android fetched some popcorn and a large drink for you before shuffling into a seat beside you. Before your breakup you had not spent so much time outside the home with Ash but you were quickly considering him your best friend now, it wasn’t too odd or frowned upon anymore, plenty of people had machines for friends nowadays, AI had become extremely advanced. As the movie played you become wholly engrossed in the film, it commanded every ounce of your attention. You did not even notice when Ash gently put his arm around you or when you instinctively leaned into it. You didn’t realize what had transpired until the end of the movie when you looked away from the screen, almost half expecting to see Marcus. Almost forgetting for a moment, even after all this time, about things having ended between the two of you. Your cheeks flushed red and you felt a twinge of anxiety in your chest and apologized to Ash before hurrying to the car. He gave you a few moments before he followed after you and got in, silently driving you back home. Though you were typically the driver Ash had started taking the driver seat more often than he had previously. The ride passed in awkward silence until you finally arrived home. After ignoring what had happened at the theater long enough it was like it had never happened and it completely left your mind. Ash was just trying to be comforting, it didn’t mean anything, it wasn’t that big of a deal. He wasn’t a human, so he was bound to get romantic and platonic behaviors eventually. And you had been caught up in the movie, you wouldn’t have leaned into him otherwise. Ash, on the other hand, was positive that his plan was working. It may have ended with a bit of awkwardness and denial on your part, but he had successfully engaged in maintained physical contact with you for the duration of a date and that was by far the biggest amount of progress he had achieved since he started this plan to get you romantically involved with him. All you needed now was a bit of space to process things and then the android could move on to the third date. Third dates were very special for humans, normally meaning sex, and he was more than happy to please you in that regard, he knew he would be able to perform well, he had a number of features that humans lacked. He had everything planned out, there was a fancy new restaurant that had just opened a few weeks ago and he had convinced you to let him make reservations for the two of you. Ash was excited to enjoy a romantic meal with you, androids of his design could ingest food like a human and use it as fuel though he rarely did so. But he was more excited to just be on a romantic evening with you, what had started as a mission to cheer you up and prevent you from ever experiencing the emotional anguish of another breakup quickly became a mission to also sate his own growing desire and love for you. After experiencing these new and complex emotions he was eager to explore them farther with you. He was practically giddy with anticipation. The dinner was going fine for you, though your overzealous android companion had not perhaps the awareness needed to realize that this establishment was one that normally only couples went to for more fancy and romantic outings, so you were a bit self conscious wondering what people may think. But you didn’t say anything, Ash seemed happy to once more get you out of the house and you didn’t want to sour his mood. Ash misinterpreted your slightly embarrassed blush as a sign that you may finally really be having strong emotions for him as he had developed for you but you were still just a bit shy about it. Maybe you had even found out that these outings were dates and you were nervous about what was supposed to happen after the third one. Aside from an occasional stare from another customer at the restaurant and maybe some slight side-eye from the waiter, dinner went well, but once you got home Ash’s demeanor changed. Dramatically. He held the door open for you as usual but once he stepped into the house he stared at you not unlike a lion about to pounce on some long stalked prey. Ash quickly closed the distance between the two of you and pressed his lips against yours, placing his hand on the back of your head and leaving you locked in a deep kiss as his tongue invaded your mouth. You tried to push him off but there was no relent until he was finished. When he finally broke the kiss you were left gasping for air. “Oh, sorry sir, I got a bit carried away there.” “Ash… what the fuck!?” “No this is foreplay, the fuck comes after!” “Huh? What, no, why did you kiss me?” He put his hands on your hips and pulled you close before nipping your ear and whispering, “This is a common occurrence after humans have a third date, part of the mating ritual~” You struggled once more to push him away, only managing to now do so because he allowed it. “Oh, you’re doing that “playing hard to get” part of the ritual that many humans like, I have come across it in my research, don’t worry I am more than happy to accommodate!” Before you could respond he was back to kissing you aggressively before biting your neck. “Stop it Ash, really! You’re scaring me! We aren’t dating!” “No need to be shy about it! I know some people look down on androids dating their humans, but come on. All the outings? All the time spent together to heal your broken heart? We both know that was dating!” “That’s fucking insane, your reasoning is way of-” Your words were interrupted with yet another forceful kiss, this time accompanied by him grinding his knee into your crotch through your clothing, causing you to whimper a bit without meaning to. Without notice he quite literally swept you off your feet and hoisted you over his shoulder. With his immense android strength it was as easy for him as picking up a ten pound bag would be for you. You did not bother to struggle as he carried you up the stairs, even if you did manage to remove yourself from his grasp all you would have accomplished was a nice tumble down. Instead you opted to wait until he put you down. Once he set you on the bed in your room you made a dash for it, but were quickly pulled back and laid on the bed with Ash pinning you down effortlessly. In addition to their immense strength, androids also had reflexes far superior than any human could possibly hope to match. The lion android slammed you a bit roughly on the bed, still lost in his delusion that you are just enjoying “playing hard to get”. He pressed his lip to yours once more, a string of drool connecting your lips as he pulled back from the kiss. His eyes looked absolutely crazed as he stared down at you for a few seconds that felt like an eternity. When he stopped admiring you with his unnerving stare he quickly ripped off your clothing. Using his great strength and retractable claws. Within seconds your clothing was reduced to mere ribbons that he swatted away, leaving you fully exposed underneath him. You began crying, tears running down your face, you normally were not very expressive with your emotions, but you had never felt so wholly vulnerable. Even when having consensual sex with partners you were never on the bottom! Ash noticed your dismay and his general demeanor became a bit softer, gently stroking your cheek with his hand and trying to reassure you, “Shh, it’s okay, you’ll feel so much better when this is done, I know how much you need this.” Ash slid out of his pants and revealed his large synthetic cock. He rubbed it gently against your entrance, slowly massaging your pussy with it. Even as you were crying you could not help but let a whimper escape you. Physically it felt nice but psychologically it was damaging to have your body act as a traitor, it probably would have been mentally easier on you if you had felt no pleasure. When you were wet and leaking Ash slowly slid inside you, thick pre-cum oozing from his cock, a pleasure inducing synthetic fluid that androids came equipped with. And it did not take long at all for them to begin to take effect as he fucked them slowly into your body. When you were squirming and moaning with pleasure he knew that you were ready for him to go at a much more vigorous pace. As he pounded you you felt his cock extend to its full size, longer than what would be possible for a human, without him warming you up and applying his drugged pre-cum you would almost certainly be in at least a moderate amount of pain right now. What passed for the equivalent of Ash’s heart was practically thrumming with joy at seeing you pleasured under him, tears leaking down your cheeks from sheer overstimulation, you needed to let it all out, all the stuff you had been through, and he knew that this was an excellent release for all the stress and depression you had been holding on to. He was more than happy to be the one to help you let loose and he felt closer to you than he ever had before. You were completely his now as far as he was concerned, never again to be hurt by the likes of another fickle human such as Marcus. But he needed to mark you, the lion type personality he had as well as mating rituals he had researched dictated to him that you needed to be marked in a visible manner that showed that you were taken by a proper mate. As he impaled you deeper, sending wave after wave of drug induced pleasure through your man cunt, he leaned down and licked and sucked your neck, adding yet more arousing sensations to your already overwhelmed body, then he bit down as he growled territorially. Careful not to injure you in a serious manner, but hard nonetheless. You came hard as he licked the fresh bite wound, all the while he kept thrusting into you. Even through your orgasm he did not stop, he did not tire as easily as you did and could easily keep going for many hours. And that is exactly what he did, fucked you right into oblivion. By the time he coaxed the fifth orgasm out of your aching abused pussy you were crying and begging him to stop. “But if I stop too soon darling you might not be satisfied, I have to fuck all the stress out of you!” “Ah! Please Ash! No m-moreee ahhhh~” You came again, the drug in his fluids making it easy to have climax after climax. But this time you finally blacked out from the pleasure. With you finally fucked to sleep Ash allowed himself to finish inside you before cleaning you up, bundling you in the softest blankets that you owned, and holding you protectively. No lesser male would ever break your heart again.

[dr3c0mix]

please i need to pet the werewolf and call him a good boy

i think this is the first time ive drawn a werewolf before, hope you like it either way!!

[yanderestarangel]

Okay, so I was thinking about yandere Peter B and Miguel O’Hara with FTM reader. Both men obsessed and possessive with them ever since they joined the society.

And they both share them. Kinks could be breeding, size difference, degradation, praising kink? Miguel could be a hard dom and Peter a soft dom. You could add more if ya like.

Your writing is absolutely amazing!

🕸️🕷️ 》 OUR LITTLE SPIDER || PETER B. PARKER AND MIGUEL O'HARA X FTM READER ||

A/N: I made it in headcanon format because I was too lazy to make a one shot, but I hope you like it.

THIS WAS A LITTLE TOO LONG SORRY--- ᜊ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ᜊ.

TW: age gap, smut, yandere content, dark romance, daddykink, praise!kink, size!kink, possession, manipulation, ftm reader, betrayal, breed!kink, v!sex, anal!sex, overstimulation, kidnapping, blackmail, murder, aphrodisiac use, dub con, threesome, creampie.

Being in the spidersociety was a big responsibility role for you, but you accepted it anyway, after all you had the sense of hero that each spider variant had. You didn't expect so much attention or flattery for you but that's what you received from two specific people ─ Miguel O'Hara, your boss and Peter B. Parker, the most peaceful and sweet spider man you met in Spider society. You swore you saw hearts form in the two older men's orbs simultaneously.

You quickly saw things escalate to a strange level. Miguel was very protective of you, even putting you on "easier" missions like staying at the spider society headquarters and giving him boring reports.

"You're safe here. Being a spider-man isn't just about battling villains, it's about learning responsibility. You're still a little spider, carinõ." the Mexican would speak as he gave you more papers to fill out. While on the other hand, Peter agreed with everything the leader said, complementing even more.

"Miguel is right, baby boy. You still have a lot to learn." The older man gestured excitedly and you accepted, defeated and sighing.

O'Hara watched everything with a chill passing through him, he tried not to let his thoughts speak loudly but he knew that Peter was also interested in you, just like the Mexican was.

"You shouldn't be so close to him, Peter. Your wife will be jealous." O'Hara hissed the words like venom coming out of his fangs, while the other spider-man just smiled relaxedly and looked at the younger man.

"You want to compete for him? Is that it Miguelito? You liked him too, didn't you? We can share." Peter spoke as he saw you oblivious to the dark conversation you were both having.

The proposal for a share was denied in the first instance, but every day it seemed more tempting for the spider leader, for several reasons. The main one was that you were getting closer to other spider variants and Peter, being more social, was keeping up with your pace ── at the same time that you realized that some spider variants no longer wanted to talk to you, if that variant presented romantic interest in you, they disappeared and came back with deep bruises, diverting topics with you and leading you to turn to Peter.

Little did you know that the nice family man was the cause of that. He was sick for you, to the point of abandoning his purposes and character ── you and his daughter were the only things that mattered to him at that moment, he told himself that he still loved Mary Jane... But he also loved you.

Peter was getting rid of another spider variant using threats and pure blackmail to do so, but the poor victim that time had no chance after Miguel appeared and took out his fury on them. The tall man sloppily wiped the blood off his hands as he turned to Peter.

"Okay... I accept your proposal, let's share the ninõ." O'Hara spoke in a calm, cold and insane tone, while he saw Parker smile and nod his head ── after this previous peace agreement between them, it was his life's turn to become a sweet hell.

You had no one else inside or outside the spider society, Peter and Miguel were the only ones who spoke to you. (Peter's threat + Miguel's tyrannical power with the other spider variants in secret was the reason for his involuntary isolation.)

In addition to the fact that the Mexican used his entire database to find out about your family, friends and possible love interests outside the society he had control over ── some were bought with money, others were threatened and others... They were found in alleys and became news on TV channels.

Everything was falling apart in your life, even your college grades and your mental state and all you had left was the comfort of the two older men... Exactly as you both planned.

You ran into their arms while crying and venting ── an Oscar award was supposed to be presented to the duo, both of them pretended shock and indignation while you told them every detail. So when you were weakened enough, they acted, bringing you into their possession, protecting you from the cruel world that was made worse in their minds.

Compliments, gifts, words of positive affirmations and everything sweet and warm in the world they gave you. Miguel was more desperate for touch, placing you on his lap while he worked on the panels of the multiverse or giving you small, intimate but not vulgar kisses, something that asserted a silent and slow dominance ── away from curious eyes, after all he was still the leader of that society.

Peter on the other hand would give you more affection in public, you and him would even go for a walk together with mayday as a family, away from Mary Jane's eyes. He would also lie to you saying that he and his wife were separated and even show the old divorce paper to prove something to you... You were trapped in a spider web of lies and dirty manipulations.

And when you realized, you were in a relationship with both men ── they asked you if it was okay for you to deal with both of them at the same time, which you denied, too drunk with pleasure to think about anything more than both filling you to the brim (an effect that was also the fault of the aphrodisiac Miguel had put in your drink that day.)

Peter's hands took off your spider uniform while O'Hara's thick hands went towards your wetness, playing roughly with your clit "mi hermoso" the spider leader growled in your ear as one of his thick fingers entered inside you, making you moan ─ at the same time that Peter sucked your nipples and gently squeezed your breasts, his experienced hands were working magic on your body. Raw kisses were left by the older man on your abdomen, as Parker knelt and licked your clit, helping O'Hara prepare you even more for what was to come.

"You're already dripping for us, aren't you? Such a good little slut." The tanned man teased as he stuck a second finger in your cunt, stretching you in scissor movements, back and forth. Peter got out on his knees as he captured your lips lightly moaning huskily against your flesh: "Such a beautiful and good boy for us... You make your daddies proud like that little spider." He said as Miguel pressed his hard, pulsing erection against your ass, making you moan loudly against the other man's lips.

The two bodies fit perfectly inside you, practically crushing you with their heat as you tried not to cum on O'Hara's fingers, but the effort was in vain as you felt him easily reach your cervix. You felt one of Peter's fingers soon find your other hole, making you moan even more against his lips.

"That's it, my spider boy. Show us how much you want it." The voices mixed together as you felt like you were going to explode at any moment and it actually happened ── you came, squirting onto Miguel's forearm and dripping onto the floor as all your muscles contracted involuntarily.

"I knew it was going to be a fucking squirt." The spider leader said, laughing, as you left for the next step ── you just left yourself there, your body for the two of them to use as they wanted, you just wanted to feel good and they would guarantee that.

With careful coordination and chemistry between the three of you, you found yourself sitting on Peter's lap, your back pressed against his chest as he guided his cock to your tight hole. Meanwhile, Miguel positioned himself at your front, his hands gripping your hips as he slowly entered your dripping pussy. "Te ves tan hermoso."

Peter couldn't help but let out a groan of satisfaction as he finally buried his cock deep inside your tight ass, the feeling of being completely enveloped by your warmth and tightness was overwhelming for him, he had to fight against the urge to just thrust into you with abandon. Instead, he took deep breaths to steady himself, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "Fuck, you feel incredible, baby boy. So tight and eager for me... You wanted that, didn't you? Being filled by two dicks, a greedy, needy boy..."

Miguel's primal instincts took over as he felt the tightness of your pussy around his cock, the blissful sensation causing a guttural moan to escape his lips. "I'm going to breed in that beautiful pussy of yours, boy... You're going to be our breed whore... We're going to always leave you full of cum, in that beautiful hole of yours." Miguel's hips moved in sync with Peter's, his thrusts gaining speed and force as he aimed to push you over the edge. "So beautiful and obedient, If you continue like this, being a good boy will be rewarded ok?.." the older man moaned as you felt Peter and Miguel's cocks stretch you to the edge, letting you drool on both of their cocks like an animal in heat. Just as you thought you couldn't take it anymore, your climax crashed over you like a tidal wave, your body convulsing with pleasure as you moaned their names. Parker and O'Hara continued their relentless thrusts, prolonging your orgasm and riding the waves of your ecstasy, but they hadn't stopped yet. Peter's thrusts grew more frantic as he felt your body convulse under him, the pleasure building within him as well. He knew that his release wasn't far behind.

"You're so damn tight, baby. Fuck, I'm gonna come--" His voice was filled with a mix of pleasure and urgency as he increased the pace of his thrusts. O'Hara felt his own release drawing near, your tight pussy milking his cock with each powerful thrust. His grip on your hips tightened as he neared his own climax. "Holy shit little boy, you're really going to get pregnant with us, aren't you?" As both men reached their climaxes, they filled you with their seed. Peter's hot cum filled your tight ass, while Miguel's release spilled into your pussy, marking you as theirs. Their bodies shuddered as they reached their peaks, their gazes locked on yours. Nothing needed to be phallus, not when both of your eyes reflected their red, sickly hearts, surrounded by possession and pleasure for you.

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[yanderemommabean]

Can we get some yandere Geto going down on a transmasc reader? Pretty please 🙏

((Hi I hope this is ok! Im not too confident but here goes nothing!))

You were so sensitive, head pressing back against the pillow, thighs shaking against your will as you were put on full display. Sugurus calloused fingers made you feel a fluttering pressure as you closed your eyes and try to process anything this gorgeous psycho was saying. 

“You’ve been mine since I laid eyes on you, yet you refuse to let me service you the way you deserve. Tsk tsk tsk”  Geto clicks his tongue in disapproval, dragging his fingers up and down your folds as he wears a rather lascivious smile. “My good boy deserves praise, worship, to be given nothing but devotion, yet you starve us of that. You know I can’t let this continue, don’t you?” 

His voice dropped an octave, deep and angered “You’re slutty hole is quivering for me already. Aching and wanting. Why? Why deny yourself the pleasure we want to give you? It’s angering to think that you’ve been starved of my touch, -my love-  for so long” 

He flicks at your sensitive bud, groaning as he listens to you gasp and struggle to make a sentence. A small bubble of pleasure was forming in his stomach as he drags his thumb up and down your dewy folds, your cute dick begging to be sucked and toyed with as he made you who you were meant to be- 

His and his alone. His to toy with and take apart and to put back together. 

You whimper, barely able to form words as he cruelly begins to flick at your cock again, more wetness dripping from you as Geto presses his face into your wiry hairs and inhales, deep and guttural. Oh how dare you keep this from him? You’ll have to be properly punished once the blood flow is back into his brain and not currently making his cock a precum drooling mess. 

“W-wait no! I-I’m sorry!” You managed to garble out, but it wasn’t really any use, was it? You know Geto is a powerful man, he takes what he wants no questions asked. If he wants to toy with you…

Your body goes taught, his tongue dragging up your skin and swirling around your cock before giving it a gentle suck, making your hips raise and your voice strained. Oh holy fuck his mouth is dangerous- 

He indulges himself, tongue tracing up and down all of your folds as he watches your cock twitch and beg for attention, sliding his wet muscle inside of you as his fingers stroke you up and down, methodical and precise, as if he knew exactly how you liked it. 

Which he should. He’s had his eyes on you for a while. He’s seen you in more ways than you could ever be aware, and he’s been driven nuts by every denial you give to his proposals and offers. 

Well, no more. Geto will have you worshiped and praised, even if he has to chain you down and let the people…have a taste themselves. And who could blame him? How you felt on his tongue, your flavor, a godly nectar he couldn’t get enough of, oh he’s going to drink his fill and then some!

You practically howled, feeling Geto hold your thighs down to get his tongue in deeper, face pressed as close as it could get as his fingers continue to stroke you, hungry and starved like he couldn't get enough. 

You go to try and bite your sleeve to silence yourself, but a harsh bite to your thigh stops you in your tracks, Getos eyes furious and feral as he catches his breath. “If you hide your heavenly melodies from me, I can assure you, you’re going to regret it. Be louder for me. Let me hear you cry as you fall apart”. 

You swallow, eyes watery as Geto continues to lap away at your cock, fingers now curling inside of you and fluttering to hit that specific ridge, causing you to yelp and tense your legs. 

You were helpless, riding the man's face and fingers desperately, unable to push away the instinct to cum, to cover his face in your mess and give the man what he wants. Fruitlessly you yank at his hair, his lips coming to suck on your cock as his fingers crook just right, causing your vision to turn white and your knuckles to clench in his hair. 

The explosion of pleasure has you panting and gasping, words failing to leave your lips as Geto slurps, sucks, and curls his fingers again and again, brutally like he’s punishing you. And in a way, he was. You have turned down every kind offer He’s given you to join his “group”. To be one of the enlightened. No more. He’ll have you with him, and he’s going to ravish you until you simply can’t leave. 

It’s hard to walk when one's legs can’t work, after all. And you’re so sensitive, it should be fun watching you come apart again and again, until you’re crying those pretty tears and can’t push him (or his love) away anymore. 

“Fuck fuck FUCK- “ you cry, that cord in your core finally snapping after a few more rough sucks, his fingers not stopping as you rock against his face and go still, shaking and gasping as the pleasure shoots through you and your eyes can’t help but roll back. 

Oh what a sight to behold. You, sweat covered and disheveled, panting and hiccuping little pleas as Geto continues to toy with you. You aren’t being fair here you know? Being this precious is dangerous with a man like him. 

You wince, a pitiful noise being made as Geto kisses up your stomach, but only moves to hold your legs open again, making sure he left another bite to your other thigh as he feels you quiver and tremble beneath him. “Atta boy. See? That wasn’t so bad now was it?” he asks, his skilled fingers coming to rub up and down your still twitching cock. “Now keep behaving. We have a long night ahead of us, I’d rather it be easy on you”

-Mommabean (I hope you like!)

[marimology]

‘someone be bold and request some dark content’

MF I GOTCHU!

Here’s the thing

I am DEPRIVED OF YANDERE ONE PIECE SMUT

Pick whichever characters you like all up to you I JUST NEED MAH THIRST QUENCHED

Also ignore this if your uncomfortable I didn’t see anything wrong with yandere in the rules also drink water eat something and please rest!

Lots of love!♡

katakuri x transmasc reader

notes : thank you nonnie def going to sleep after this one <3, feast well

warnings : non con , yandere, pet play , ball sucking, MDNI

— this man may be quiet and deemed as perfect but he is anything but such…you owned a donut shop in big moms territory, he loved the shop an you so it’s only right that he gets to take both for himself correct? plus you’ve already seen underneath his scarf multiple times so there’s no way in hell that he’d ever let you go.

— most citizens think it’s cute that he follows you around ‘like a lost puppy’ but it’s anything but sort.. he follows you around because he doesn’t want you his flour flower to run away from him that’d just be plain rude

— if you could go a week without an escape attempt you’d be met with loving kissing and praise as he road you through an orgasm

— if you had an escape attempt you could expect to be used like a fleshlight for each time you tried.

— you have a cute little collar that has a bell that you wear 24/7 and he likes to hear it ring with each thrust into your cunt <3

— loves to watch you struggle with breathing so you can definitely expect him having you choke on his balls.

“ you look so handsome like this” he moaned as he kept shoving his length down your throat . he moved his hand down towards your throat and caressed it feeling his length slide in and out of the wet cavern causing his eyes to roll back in pleasure

“poor baby can’t take anymore? he asked mockingly grabbing your hair as you moaned at the sudden action

“too bad … I don’t plan on stopping now take your punishment like a good boy.. or.. it’s not really a punishment if you seem to be enjoying it

[lab1rynth]

YAN!GAMER

(200 FOLLOWER SPECIAL)

Yan!Gamer who you moved next to after finally moving out of your parents house. You had lived there for a few months now but you had not seen anyone come in or out of that house, your other neighbors had explained to you that a young man lived there though he wasn't very social. Sometimes you could hear cussing and shouting from the house in the middle of the night, making you have to buy ear muffs to sleep with.

Yan!Gamer who you see one day while out on your porch, he walked out of his house in gray boxers and a white short-sleeved shirt, walking out to get his food that was delivered to him in a small plastic baggie. He looked quite pale, with acne covering his face, big eyebags, and long hair strung into a messy bun. He looked like a walking disease, and you honestly cringed when he looked over at you.

Yan!Gamer who looked at you once and felt as if he was put in a trance, he stared for a few moments before rushing inside after noticing you starting to get uncomfortable under his gaze. He moved to his window, moving the blackout shades and looking over at you with wide eyes, he's only seen you for maybe a minute or two and yet he already feels butterflies in his stomach.

Yan!Gamer who spends the rest of the day laying in his bed and staring at the ceiling, your face was burned into his sight. His room was a mess, his floor trashed and something smelled, the only thing illuminating his room was his computer on his gaming desk. His mind burned with thoughts of your pretty face, what your voice would sound like, how your hands would feel against his own. He shamelessly reached down into his pants and started working on himself.

Yan!Gamer who decides to clean himself up the next day. Cleaning up meaning washing his face, putting on some clean clothes, and fixing up his hair into a ponytail. He walks over to your house and knocks on your door, welcoming you to the neighborhood. You tell him that you've been living here for almost a year now, and his face gets red as he apologizes for not introducing himself sooner. His words are all stuttered out and his sentences weirdly worded, he seemed to be quite socially awkward.

Yan!Gamer who keeps coming over to your house to talk to you, much to your dismay. He tries becoming your friend, buying you little gifts, getting you fast food, inviting you to play video games with him. You sighed and agreed, thinking you'd absolutely hate every second of it, but honestly you had a lot of fun playing some first person PVP games! You decided it'd be nice to at least try to be friends with the poor guy, at least he's getting some sun when he's walking over to your house.

Yan!Gamer who's actually fun to be around! Other than him trying to be secret about the pictures he takes of you, and him whimpering at the smallest of touches and words of praise you send his way, and the way he stared at you when you played video games solo, and-

Yan!Gamer who almost breaks down in tears when you tell him you have to go to the store after finishing a round in a game. He gets on his knees and begs you to stay with him, telling you that he doesn't know what to do without you and how he'll be good, he just wants you to stay! You frown and raise and eyebrow, you're honestly confused, you're literally just going to the store. What confused you more is how desperate he is, how he's crying and breaking down over you leaving for what would be around an hour.

Yan!Gamer who basically confessed to you as he was crying, his arms were wrapped around your leg as he cried into your thigh, begging you to stay with him. You laughed at him, pulling your leg back, making him almost fall but catch himself with his hands, looking up at you with his tear-filled eyes, his arms shaking as they held him up. You told him to get out of your house or you'd call the cops, making him scramble up onto his feet and nod, saying sorry through his tears and walking out of your house

Yan!Gamer who you don't see for a few days, until you see a quick flash of light when trying to sleep, you look over at the window in your room and see the long-haired boy. His eyes widened as you see him, before he ducks down. You growl and get out of your bed, walking out of your room and out of your house, circling around it to see the boy crouched next to your window, he falls back from his position as you stomp up to him and start yelling at him, his eyes start to water as you shout before he decides to get up and make a run for it.

Yan!Gamer who decides one day to knock on your door, you open it, not expecting him. You almost immediately close it when you see his wide eyes, but he uses his foot to keep the door open, 'please, just let me talk to you this once,' he whined. You sighed and opened the door, he took a step in before you threatened him, 'if you take a step into my house, I will call the cops,' he nodded, awkwardly rubbing his sides.

Yan!Gamer who held up a small bag full of cookies, 'I tried baking you cookies, as an apology,' you took the bag from his hands and looked at him angrily, 'cookies?' you say, 'You think cookies will make me forgive you for fucking stalking me?' you yell at him with a huff, he lets out a small laugh and looks away from you, 'maybe..' with that you slammed the door on him.

Yan!Gamer who's cookies you did eventually eat sometime that day, they weren't bad for someone who's probably never touched a stove in his life. Though a few minutes after eating the cookies, you started feeling dizzy, your mind went fuzzy and your vision going black, you couldn't keep your balance and you eventually fell. You heard a loud bang and footsteps coming towards you as you closed your eyes and fell asleep.

Yan!Gamer who you saw first thing as you woke up, you were tied up in a chair with your mouth gagged. He was sat in a chair in front of you, leaning his head against his palm as he stared at you with a large grin, "Now you have no choice but to forgive me now, huh, beautiful?" He laughed happily.

[nsfw-lone-wolf-nergiganos]

hey there! i'd like to request a nsfw oneshot :D

yandere if that is okay, but soft yandere.

top - scaramouche/wanderer

bottom - trans male reader

i am 19, and go by he/him. thank you!

Sure Anon, your request is approved 💙😁

Soft Yandere Top! Scaramouche/Wanderer X Bottom! Trans Male Reader Nsfw

Warnings: fingering, overstimulation, degrading kinks

You were on your way back home after hanging out with your friends, and you had a great time. When you've made it home you were greeted by none other than your boyfriend, Scaramouche.

"Where have you been?" Scaramouche asked, "just hanging out with my friends," you replied. "Hmph, you could've just told me before you left," Scaramouche said while crossing his arms. You smirked at him before saying, "did you miss me?~" "Of course I did," he replied while kissing you gently. You kissed him back before he touched your chin gently to look up at him since he is slightly taller than you. He then began to whisper in your ear, "since you wanted to leave unannounced, I am going to teach you a lesson."

You smirked at him once again before saying, "oh, teach me a lesson then, daddy~." After you said that Scaramouche pushed you on the bed before tearing your clothes off, "oh, is daddy mad?~" You asked teasingly, "of course I am slut, you left without telling me." After he said that he began to put two fingers in your cunt harshly, this made you moan very loud.

"Do you love this?~" Scaramouche asked while moving his fingers in your cunt in a fast pace, "I d-do~," you moaned. You felt like cumming already, but you tried your best not to since you know that Scaramouche doesn't like it when you cum too early, and that would only result in him destroying your cunt until you pass out. But you really don't mind if he does that, you actually love it when he treats you like a slut.

"More daddy!~" You moaned while sticking your tongue out, "as you wish~," Scaramouche replied before moving his fingers in your cunt even faster, this made you moan even louder.

This went on for over ten minutes before you eventually began to cum on his fingers, Scaramouche then took his fingers out of your cunt. "Had enough already?" He asked, you began panting a little bit before saying, "maybe, maybe not, daddy~."

[circusmania]

May i request some wholesome yandere pomni with Mime! reader who CAN speak but prefers to use sign language and gestures? ♡

(Wholesome) Yandere!Pomni x GN!Reader ⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ Notes: Sorry, this one is shorter 💔 I hope you enjoy it regardless!

Muah Muah ♡ ⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･

Everybody knows Pomni as the skittish, shy and paranoid jester. Many are surprised she hasn't abstracted yet. She mostly keeps to herself; if she has to talk to anyone, it would be Ragatha. So, it was quite a shock when Pomni was the first to introduce herself to You.

You didn't speak to her, but rather waved back at her.

“Oh! No need to be shy — I mean not around me! I'm Pomni! What's-”

Pomni was harshly interrupted by an overgrown purple rabbit. He commented on your attire in a way that you couldn't tell was supposed to be a joke or just plain mean.

This made Pomni notice that your attire looked pretty close to hers. Except for the fact that it was in black and white, and you actually had pants.

Pomni tried to interject Jax, but her shyness overcame her. She only stood there as Jax continued to tease you.

This would continue for days on end. However, you really didn't mind his teasing, you found it actually pretty amusing. Sometimes you would put your hands on your mouth as if you were “giggling” like a high school girl. Or you'd wave him away with one hand while you covered your face with the other in “embarrassment”.

Though, one time, Pomni spotted you and Jax together. A twinge of envy penetrated her heart as she watched. Then, she saw you cover your face with your hands and lower your head. You were obviously faking it, but Pomni really thought you were crying. And that made her finally put her foot on the ground.

“Leave them alone, Jax! Can't you just stop being an asshole!? This is exactly why no one likes you!!” Pomni yelled as she got between you and Jax.

Silence filled the room as you looked up from your hands. Jax suddenly burst into laughter, clearly finding Pomni's outburst amusing. And while she did feel embarrassed, she quickly turned back to you, ready to comfort you. However, she saw your “shocked” expression instead of a tear-filled face.

“I… I… thought you were crying…” She stuttered, her nervous demeanour returning.

You made another “giggling” motion and kissed her cheek in amusement. You then strolled away, leaving Pomni a blushing mess.

From this day on, you never left Pomni's gaze. She kept telling you it's because she didn't want Jax to bother you anymore… But you knew there was something else to it. She always stayed close to you and chased away any Gloinks away on quests, made you avoid Jax, didn't let you listen to Kinger's crazy theories (from fear you'll abstract) and so on. You found it cute, to say the least.

This whole time, you had never spoken a syllable to anyone. Pomni at first thought you were just shy, but now she thinks you're just flat-out mute. So, it was much to her surprise when you finally spoke.

You both were lying outside the Circus, star-gazing.

“I miss the outside… I also miss seeing the real stars and not just a glowing moon with a face.” She sighed.

“Same.”

It suddenly became really quiet as Pomni processed what had just happened.

She quickly got up. “WAIT, YOU CAN TALK!?”

You simply faked another “giggle” as you went back to not talking.

Pomni would keep trying to get you to speak again, and you'll occasionally oblige.

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･

[youwontleaveright]

anyone have any fic recs for sub!masochist!yandere with a shy, self-conscious darling?

esp if it turns out darling has a sadistic side even they didn't know about 😍😍😍😍

[hunterwritesstuff]

Y.Yandere Nightwing x transmasc reader? As treat? 👉👈

Sure thing! :D

Tw for: Yandere behavior, also, because reading comprehension seems to be dead nowadays, I DO NOT CONDONE NOR ENCOURAGE THIS BEHAVIOR. IF YOU THINK I DO, YOU ARE WRONG. DO NOT IMITATE THIS BEHAVIOR.

💙 Going with the idea that it starts off normal, like, he conceals his tendencies, he starts off as a seemingly normal total sweetheart! He offers to help with your transition and everything!

💙 But the instant the family accepts you and Dick? Good luck ever getting out of the manor without an escort.

💙 The only voice of reason is Alfred, thank fuck.

💙 Try to sneak out back? Tim's out there.

💙 Sneak out the rooftop window? Jason's up there.

💙 Sneak out the front? Damian.

💙 The reason everyone is so on your ass the whole time is because they all respect and care about Dick.

💙 Talking about Dick himself, though, he's very much so overprotective and overpossessive, treating you as though you're made of already cracked glass.

💙 "You want to go out to town? Babe, you know how dangerous it is out there!! I don't want you to get hurt."

💙 "You want some time alone? But what if someone stalked you here with malicious intent?!"

💙 Very much so builds up your distrust of people other than him and his family so as to keep you close.

💙 He's very touchy. Like, he's not afraid to touch you wherever he wants.

💙 He very much so uses gender affirming compliments, making sure you feel loved.

💙 He does love you. He loves you so much.

💙 Why do you think he's doing all this? Because he doesn't love you? How terrible of a human being do you take him for?

💙 He does love you, he does!

💙 The-Th-The locks are for your safety, h-he only wants what's best for you!!

💙 Just stop SCREAMING.

💙 If he were to be honest with you, you living in a different place than him fucking killed him inside. He hated being without you so fucking much. It made him twitchy. That's why he took you to live with him.

💙 Chances are that he'll keep as close an eye on you as he can.

[yanderefantasies]

Not a single creepypasta request? Alright, I'll be the first one then. What about some Homicidal Liu and/or Bloody Painter hcs? Whoever you feel most comfortable with. Thanks!

I’ll do both, just cause

Sorry this took so long- also since you didn’t specify any ideas then I’ll just make these general hcs? What type of yandere they are. :))

Fem readers DNI

•Liu Woods “Homicidal Liu” is, in all senses of the word, possessive with a capital P.

•He isn’t the type of guy to fall fast, but he is the type to fall hard. With enough attention, honestly, and affection? You’ve got him hooked. Literally. You wont see him around anyone else, cause he’ll be attached to your hip. If anything? He’s like a guard dog. Lashing out and attacking other people when they’re around you, circling around you like a damn shark sometimes too.

•In all honestly, you could just sum it up to family issues and separation anxiety if you wanted. Which is basically all it is- but don’t get it wrong, he does genuinely love you. Just,,, in his own twisted way. As in. Killing for you and doing everything you ask.

•Sometimes he’ll feel bad for being sooo,,, suffocating. He’ll try and give you space, but it’ll usually just end up with him feeling like shit and crawling right back to you whether you want him to or not.

•Sadly, this man does lash out in anger every now and then, but never at you. Dude has some serious anger issues, as well as another fucking person in his body so like. Ya know. Shits difficult for him currently,, until Sully fronts but that’s a diff conversation for a diff day.

•During said episodes where he lashes out, it usually just consists of throwing something in a different room, yelling into a pillow, or, worse case scenario, he goes out and kills someone to vent his anger. And then brings back a dismembered body part as an apology gift.

•,,,,yeah he acts kinda like a dog.

•Helen Otis, “Bloody Painter”, is quite the stoic type of guy. You can’t really get a read on him. I hc that he’s selective mute, so you definitely won’t be hearing anything from him. If you know ASL, then congrats! You two can hold a conversation. If not? Then you may wanna only ask yes or no questions for the time being.

•Don’t get me wrong, yes, he’s stoic, but he still takes good care of you. I’d say he’s an obsessive type. And he wouldn’t hesitate to abduct you early on. He’s got too many artworks of you in his studio to count, some in oils, watercolor, charcoal, and,, some questionable red liquid. Yay.

•Honestly I feel like he’d keep some sort of diary, and then only use it to talk about you and his feelings and devotion towards you.

•if you ever find it, don’t question it. Just put it back.

•Like Liu, this dude is attached to your hip. At first, he’s too scared to actually touch you and give affection, but that’s cause he’s embarrassed and nervous. The mask kinda hides it. That’s another thing! You’ll never be able to tell what he’s thinking.

•He doesn’t have any “tells” with his body language, you can’t see his face, and he doesn’t speak. Sometimes it’s easy to mistake him for a robot.

•Unlike Liu, Helen doesn’t lash out like him. Helen is surprisingly very calm and cool-headed. If he gets angry, he knows it’s not your fault, you don’t need to worry about him hurting you. Helen getting angry is extremely rare, and if he isn’t able to calm down immediately like he usually does, then he just steps outside for a moment to cool down.

•but let it be known that it’s pretty hard to anger him in the first place.

[dr3c0mix]

Hello !! I just read your yandere! Zombie hordes x Male reader gangbang or whatever and I love it !!??

Can I request a yandere! Werewolves and ftm reader...The story is based on little red riding hood but ofc it's different because of the reader tehe !!

I just wanna have werewolves fill the reader their pups bc why not <33

(LOVE UR BLOG BTWW)

i like how you think anon (─‿‿─)♡

Love as Red as Blood

Werewolf x Transmale!Reader

Cw: afab reader, dub-con, smut, female genetalia used, knotting, baby trapping, ftm reader,

🍂 How cute you looked when you came into the woods in your little red cape, humming a little song as you carried a basket to who knows where, that's all he could think about as he stalked you from the trees, his mouth quickly filling with saliva as he fantasized breeding you till you were full of his pups. You just looked so handsome and soft you just had to be his mate!

🍂 You were going through the woods to bring a few cakes to granny when you felt an eerie feeling growing in your stomach. You look around but you couldn't see anyone, it was rare for people to go so deep into the woods so you brushed it off as a wild animal or something.

🍂 It was a wild animal alright

🍂 He jumped out of the trees and in front of you, staring at you with piercing yellow eyes. You scream and fall to the ground as the beast cocks his head at you.

🍂 You couldn't do anything, you were frozen. You cursed yourself for taking so long in going to granny's, you were supposed to be halfway back to your house by now, but you decided to pick a few flowers and fruits for your visit, how foolish you were.

🍂 He was now standing right in front of you, you could feel his hot breath on your neck as he sniffed your hair and coat.

🍂 Suddenly, your legs finally started moving, you sped off so quick you left the large wolf confused as to why his mate would just run off like that. Perhaps it's a game?

🍂 He bolts after you in lightening speed and quickly catches you, tackling you to the ground and licking your face. You cry as he leaves sloppy kisses all over your face. What fun that was! You must be tired now, lets go home my love~

🍂 He picks you up and swings you onto his shoulder like a sack of rice. You kick and claw at him, scream in his ear, anything to make him let go you go but he was unfazed. I know you want to play more but it's getting late!

🍂 You were finally put down in a cave full of soft furs and rugs, possibly old things left here which he found to make his den more cozy.

🍂 He crouched down to sniff at you, but you kicked away, putting your back to the wall of the cave as your heart beat a mile a minute.

🍂 You had nowhere to hide as he sniffed and licked at your neck and face, licking away the tears that fell from your eyes.

🍂 How sad, please don't be scared mate! He'll make you feel better.

🍂 He pulls you close to him and lies down, keeping you close as you try to push yourself out of his embrace, but his grip on your waist and thighs were too strong.

🍂 Eventually you grew tired and passed out under him. He grins as he watches his little mate snore softly, his tail wagging hard.

🍂 It's been a week and no matter how hard you tried; you could never manage to evade him. Every escape attempt was thwarted with him tracking you down by your scent and dragging you back by the hood of your coat.

🍂 Speaking of your coat, he loved it! Such a rich and pretty color! It reminded him of a red robin's feathers, how adorable and cute his mate was!

🍂 He would leave to get food for you and come back with small animals he's killed, or food stolen from the village. He learned what you preferred and started hunting for it more to make you feel better.

🍂 You then grew to be more comfortable with him, he never hurt or growled at you and reminded you of a big dog with charcoal fur. You still wanted to go back but your plan changed from plainly running away to tricking him into letting you go.

🍂 You started reciprocating his affections, petting him, giving him kisses, eating what he brought back, it brought such joy to him seeing that his mate is happy and giving him love!

🍂 He gave you more trust, letting you go outside as long as it wasn't too far from the den.

🍂 It was all part of your plan to get away from him, once he went out to hunt, you'd make a run for it, also hiding your scent so he wouldn't track you down.

🍂 Unfortunately, you didn't plan on him coming home early.

🍂 And in a rut.

🍂 Poor wolf woke up that day with his cock already dripping with precum as you slept under him. He realized what it meant and quickly took off and tried to take care of it himself, but he soon decided your cute little hole would be a much better means to getting rid of his rut.

🍂 You were about to leave when you heard him coming back, you gasped and hid your basket full of supplies you've collected over the weeks in a pile of pelts as he came in, panting and whining. You sat down as you watched him slowly go over to you.

🍂 You thought he was hurt, and a twinge of concern plucked at your heart as he rubbed his face all over you like he was asking for something. He's almost completely on top of you as he licks your face and neck.

🍂 Something hard and slimy then touched your leg. You look down and see his red cock fully erect, your captor thrusting his hips slightly towards you.

🍂 A sweat rolls down your temple as you realize what's about to happen to you. You try your best to push him away, but he ignores your protests.

🍂 He starts breathing heavily before ripping away your clothes, your red hood torn to shreds.

🍂 He wasted no time licking and sucking on your soft body as he pinned you down with his strong arms.

🍂 Slowly, he goes lower and lower down your body until he reaches your clit, you try to close your legs but with one arm he forces them open, inserting his long tongue inside of you.

🍂 You tasted so good to him, so sweet, and what lovely noises you made for him as he feasted on your pussy. Don't worry my sweet mate, you'll be full of my babies soon.

🍂 You were about to climax on his tongue alone when he pulls out, grabbing your hips and placing his dick atop your crotch. No matter how much your mind said no, you couldn't resist the pleasure he's giving you, you open your legs for him as his tail wags happily, knowing his mate really loves him, willingly wanting to be bred.

🍂 His tip teases your hole before he inserts his entire member inside of you. He stretched you out as he licked your neck to comfort you from the pain.

🍂 Soon, the pain was replaced with pleasure as he thrusts into you at a slow pace, his cock massaging your walls.

🍂 You caress his dark fur as he fucks you, you pull his close as he starts going faster and faster.

🍂 He pulls out and flips you over on your stomach with your ass out in front of him before forcefully slamming his dick back in you. You thought you were seeing stars as his cum flooded your pussy.

🍂 You feel something swell inside of you as he finishes, whining and rubbing on you affectionately.

🍂 He picks you up carefully and lies down, hugging you from behind.

🍂 Now you were sure you'd never leave him with your belly full of his seed and the knot in your hole, also considering the high possibility that he'll fill you up more.

🍂 And he wouldn't have it any other way.

not one of my best works but i hope you like it ;v;

[yanderelmk]

Waaa sorry if I spam your likes a lil!!! I'm in love w this blog 10/10 😍😍

If you're up for it can I request a nice beach day oneshot for the yan brotherhood and a he/they reader?

Like consider how cute it'd be for reader to show off his top surgery scars a little bc he's proud of themselves, and the brotherhood either swoons or is like "WHO HURT U" or just other cute beach shenanigans.

Ty ty 💖💖

-Jackal :]

A/N: I don't mind spam-likes or spam-reblogs, I honestly feel honored when people do it :3 ----------------------- It was a very proud day for Y/N. Finally, after a lengthy (and painful) recovery, their scars had healed well enough that they could enjoy the beach. What was more, he could finally have fun with Yellowtusk, Azure, and Peng! When Y/N hopped out of the car, Azure and Yellowtusk were already there. Y/N was greeted with waves and smiles, until suddenly the look on their faces dropped. Y/N, seeing something was wrong, paused. "What, what is it?" Azure, speaking in a very grave tone of voice, said, "My dear friend, you never told me you faced battle." His eyes are on the surgical scars. "The wounds are recent. Tell me, who held the blade that did this? Tell us and we will wring justice upon them!" "Wait- no- Azure-" Y/N was suddenly crushed by a hug from Yellowtusk. "If you had told us this is what you were recovering from, we would have helped you! How could you not tell us, were you ashamed?" "Guys- please-" Y/N was about to be smothered when Peng flew in, holding ice cream he had gotten. "Aza, Yellowtusk...what are you doing? Put Y/N down." Y/N was gently set down and Azure, looking grim, turned to his brother-in-arms. "Y/N was wounded, for proof just look to the scars on his chest! Did you know anything of this?" "Alright, alright, give me a moment. Hold these..." Peng gave the ice creams to Azure and went to Y/N. "May I?" "Sure, go ahead." Y/N had been wearing a Hawaiian T-shirt completely unbuttoned, allowing Peng to examine their chest scars. Peng, after a while, slowly turned to look at Azure. "Aza, do you seriously not know what top surgery scars are? You do know I have these myself, right?" Azure looked utterly bewildered, as did Yellowtusk. "Top...surgery?" Peng sighed and turned to Y/N. "Mind him not, Aza has the social awareness of a middle-aged white woman on Facebook. As for my thoughts, I am very glad that you are proud enough to display your scars. It takes a lot of courage to do so!" The bird holds his arms out for a hug, which Y/N gladly accepts. The rest of the early afternoon would be spent trying to explain to Azure and Yellowtusk, with many graphs and charts, what transgender people were, how they worked, and what misconceptions there were surrounding them (all while eating ice cream of course). Come to find out, when Peng had chosen a new name and decided to go by more masculine titles and pronouns, Azure and Yellowtusk just thought Peng was always a cis male and that they had somehow completely missed that. Once all was understood (as well as it could be), the two kings at least understood what a big step it was for Y/N to be proud of their scars! The hugs this time were gentle before the beach activities began: sandcastles, sea-shell collecting, seeing who can hop above the biggest wave... ...and burying Yellowtusk in sand when he eventually fell asleep. The sunburns were horrendous but he made a very pretty mermaid.

[samyour-goodboy0]

Hello darlings~!

How are you~! ♡ if your doing good that great~! If you not doing good wanna talk about it? Text me I will try my best to comfort you ♡

Well I am Sam I can take any request you have my dear even if it is one of the most weird hardcore or wholesome request I will do it because I have no boundaries or limits I can do any reader and any gender don’t worry I won’t judge you but I will ask you to be more specific~! 😗

[llonelygoddess]

Hey y’all! If you haven’t heard about it yet there’s this really cool thing called Transanta and it’s an organization that posts on instagram trans youths (up to 24) Amazon Christmas gift registries.

Last year I had mine posted and had most of my items purchased! It was an amazing Christmas especially considering I’m broke lol

Click this link and apply! You deserve an amazing holiday season!

[lab1rynth]

yan gamer nsfw? 👀

YAN!GAMER NSFW

You spent the whole night cuddled up with your gamer boyfriend. Your cheek was cozy against his chest, and his arms wrapped around you, controller in hand. He was super focused on the screen, mumbling stuff you couldn't catch. He tried to keep it down, thinking you were snoozing, but his patience wore thin as his game team started messing up. He looked more and more annoyed as his controller buttons got a real workout. He let out a quiet curse, telling his game buddies to get their act together, but it was too late—the screen lit up in big letters: "DEFEAT." "Shit, seriously?" he grumbled, plopping his controller on his lap and leaning back with a huff. His hands covered his eyes, and he ran his fingers through his hair, totally frustrated. He glanced at you, hoping you were still out like a light, but those half-closed eyes of yours were sneakily watching the game all along. Leaning over, he gave your head a little kiss, his fingers playing with your hair as he caught his breath. Then, back to business—he grabbed his controller again, ready to dive into a new game like a champ. Observing his demeanour, you couldn't help but discern the weight of stress that seemed to hang upon him. A soft, contemplative hum escaped your lips as your hand found its way to his chest, your fingers tracing invisible patterns against the fabric. From your vantage point, nestled in the cozy enclave of his embrace, you lifted your gaze to meet his, catching a glimpse of his features in the subdued light. The sound of your voice jolted him, a surprised yelp escaping his lips. "Whoa, wait. Dude, you're awake?" he exclaimed, a chuckle accompanying his words. Despite the fact that your romantic journey had spanned almost two years, his penchant for referring to you as 'dude' remained an unshakable quirk. And remarkably, you found a certain charm in the familiarity of it all.

Grinning in response to his laughter, you offered a lighthearted retort, "Nah, I've secretly been in a coma this entire time." Your words dripped with playful sarcasm, your eyes dancing mischievously as you maintained the playful facade, "You're stressed. Want help?" A subtle shift in your touch allowed your hand to venture lower, fingers skimming over the fabric of his jeans until they found purchase on his thigh. The effect was palpable; a restrained gulp betrayed his reaction. His voice, betraying a mixture of surprise and anticipation, wavered as he responded, "Uh, yeah, sure." With a confirming nod, you leaned in, your lips finding his in a gentle kiss that drew a small smile from him. Subsequently, you shifted your position, situating yourself between his legs. Your fingers deftly navigated the task at hand, working to adjust his boxers. His penchant for casual comfort around the house made these situations all the more convenient. His gaze remained fixed upon you, a mixture of surprise and anticipation reflected in the slight parting of his lips. His attention was momentarily interrupted by your playfully spoken question, accompanied by a nod toward his controller. "What're you looking at? Better focus on your game," you teased, a mischievous glint dancing in your eyes. Following your prompting, he nodded, his gaze returning to the screen, though not without a fleeting glance in your direction. His concentration wavered, torn between the virtual battlefield on the screen and the captivating scene unfolding before him. With newfound determination, he initiated a fresh game, handily selecting a character before seamlessly aligning with his newly assembled team. A flurry of virtual action ensued as he skillfully engaged with adversaries, his fingers a blur of precision upon the controller. However, periodic glances downward indicated his divided attention as you executed your deliberate ministrations. Soft, affectionate kisses graced his thighs, each press of his lips accompanied by a small, involuntary whimper from him. It was a familiar ritual, yet each time, his responses remained as earnest and sensitive as ever. Amidst the exchange, a unique vulnerability surfaced in him, contrasting the confident gamer persona he typically portrayed. In these moments, he was stripped of his armour, his sensitivity manifesting as a testament to the depth of your connection. The dynamic between you both was a blend of tenderness and playfulness, a symbiotic dance that continually renewed the intimacy you shared. You extended your arm, your fingers enveloping his member with a delicate touch. A single, swift pump followed, eliciting a reaction from your boyfriend. He lifted his hand, his eyes shut tightly, teeth sinking into the flesh of his palm, leaving indents that mirrored his pleasure. A tsk escaped your lips, prompting you to intervene. Gently, you grasped his hand, asserting your presence. "No need for that," you cooed, your voice a mixture of assurance and affection. Leaning in, you placed a tender kiss upon his cock, your gaze rising to meet his. His acknowledgment came in the form of a nod, the movement accentuated by the bobbing of his Adam's apple as he swallowed nervously. Momentarily collecting himself, his attention shifted back to the task at hand, the game demanding his focus once again. With his concentration partially restored, he continued his game. However, your voice broke through the silence, a soft request that held a hint of playfulness. "Make this next round a win for me, alright?" you urged. His response was a mumbled agreement, his words laden with determination.

"I'll give it my best shot," he murmured. Your lips maintained their gentle assault on his dick, each press of your mouth prompting a shiver to ripple through the man situated above you. A soft, affectionate chuckle escaped you as you observed his reaction. "You're quite the sensitive one, aren't you?" you purred playfully, your eyes meeting his with a mix of amusement and fondness. He responded with a hesitant, almost stuttered, "Mhm," his gaze flitting nervously between your gaze and the screen before him. Guided by your desire to tease and provoke, you proceeded to take his member into your mouth, your head moving rhythmically, up and down. The skillful dance of your lips and tongue elicited an involuntary moan from your boyfriend, his lower lip caught between his teeth in a futile attempt to stifle his response. Your dexterity in using both hand and mouth did not go unnoticed, each movement intensifying his reaction. "Mm, I'm gonna," he whined, his fingers clutching at your hair as you continued your skillful ministrations on the length in your grasp. "Please," he whimpered, the desperation evident in his voice. Temporarily removing his cock from your mouth, you addressed him, your words gentle yet empowering. "Take your time, Babe. This is all about you," you assured, before sensually returning it to your mouth, your tongue tracing its length suggestively. Soon after, he orgasmed with a loud moan, his cum mingled with your spit, an indulgence that seemed to send a jolt of ego through you. His controlled breaths filled the air, the controller forgotten beside him as he surrendered to the sensations, his focus no longer on the game but rather on the sensations enveloping him. "Silly boy, you look like you just finished a workout," With his features partially obscured by the haze of pleasure, he managed a small smile in response to your compliment. "Shut up," he laughed, his hand raking through his tousled, lengthy hair. Seizing the white controller anew, he held it in his grip, a sigh of resignation slipping from his lips. But within moments, his countenance morphed into one of absolute horror. His response was swift – he flicked off the TV, tossing the controller across to the other end of the couch. Covering his face with his hands, he released a groan that carried vexation. "Fuck," he spat, his words dripping with venomous self-censure. "I was fucking unmuted.