#yandere todo

[byproducts-of-my-imagination]

Everyone Hates Todo Except You

The best part about Todo is that you don’t have to put yandere in front of him because his normal behavior already screams delusional and obsessive.   You cannot convince me that he doesn’t sniff all your things as soon as you’re not looking.  He’s just so intense.  I love this man, need to catch up on jjk.

~1k words. Thank you to whoever requested this and I hope you enjoy!

At the Kyoto branch, nobody really bothers sticking their nose in Todo’s business.  But when there’s an enormous mound of trash bags outside his room that just keeps getting bigger, concerning glances and eyebrow raises no longer cut it.  Normally his antics earn a side eye or two, but lately it’s been a little much, even for him.  At the breakfast table the next day, the girls decide to draw straws to see who has to tell him to move his shit.

“It’s not fair!  Why do I have to do it?”  Miwa groans, cursing her bad luck for the thousandth time.  

“It is fair, you just happened to draw the short straw now go deal with it!  We'll back you up.”  Mai grins, knowing full well she rigged it.

Kasumi Miwa would rather be doing literally anything else at this moment.  She timidly knocks on the door, and says, “Todo?  Could you move all this stuff please?  You’re starting to block the hallway.”

“Yeah I’ll get to it whenever I get the rest of this junk cleaned up.  Don’t worry there’s no food waste so there shouldn’t be any smell.”

“B-but Todo…. It's been almost a week now…”  The only response was the muted sound of shuffling.

Miwa looks back in defeat at her so-called “back up” as they peek from behind the corner.  Their best bet now is to get one of the boys to convince him.  And if they fail it’s straight to Utahime-sensei.  

Todo looks at his room, emptier than it’s ever been.  He knew this was the likeliest outcome.  Takada-chan was a beloved idol, and even if she liked him back (which he thought she might have at some point) there was no way she could be with him.  He knew, but it doesn't mean it hurt any less.  There were years of carefully collected merch, thousands of dollars being stuffed into trash bags to be thrown away.  But instead of the despair he carefully denied for years, he didn’t feel any loss throwing away all the autographed posters and pictures.  No, he had something much better now, someone who could actually be with him in this wretched, boring world.  He had his wonderful, gorgeous, beautiful, perfect in every way girlfriend.  And while you weren’t aware that you were destined to be with him yet, he would make sure you’d know soon.  As soon as he finished purging his space of Takada-chan (it wouldn’t do to have pictures of an old flame) he’d confess.  

A few days later he was tying up the last trash bag, ready to enact his plan.  He asked you to meet him under the largest tree in the forest on the edge of the training field.  Several hypothetical scenarios floated through his mind, and he focused on the one where you’d enthusiastically said you loved him back and then he married you and had many children.  As he neared the confession site, Todo felt yet another arrow go through his heart as you came into view.  I’ll never get tired of seeing her.

“Todo, is everything okay?  What’s up?”  A shiver ran down Todo’s spine, goosebumps rising.  God, even your voice was perfect.

“I love you.  Promise me, y/n.  That we’ll spend the rest of our lives together.”  He got down on one knee like a proposal, looking up at you like a devout follower.

“Todo… I don’t know about the rest of our lives but why don’t we start with a date?  I like you too.”  While you were a bit taken aback by his forwardness, you brush it off as Todo being Todo.  You never disliked his honesty and unabashedness.

“My girlfriend!! I knew you felt the same!”  A single tear ran down Todo’s face.   

Back to the dorms, it wasn’t long before everyone found out and congregated at your room to badger you with questions.  

“Ugh that gorilla?  You guys are dating now?”  Nishimiya asked, firmly believing Todo to be an improper and inadequate boyfriend.  

“I thought he only had eyes for that idol Takado or whatever,” Miwa chimes.

“It’s Takada,” Mai corrects, not able to make eye contact with Nishimiya’s suspicious glance in her direction. 

“We’re dating now!  He just asked me out, and he’s really good to me.” you reply, thinking of how Todo insisted on carrying you back to the dorms, gently setting you down before running off saying he needed to ‘prepare’.  

“You can do way better than Todo, trust us.” The girls all nod in agreement.  However, Todo is outside your room balancing a tray of perfectly cooked lunch and a cold pitcher of water.  

“What are you guys talking about?”  he knows already, but wants to hear them say it to his face.  

“How y/n is too good for the likes of you.”  Mai minces no words for Todo.  With the uncomfortable tension rising, the Kyoto girls hastily make an exit.  

“My love, I made lunch for us.  I know I am not handsome, or come from wealth and a good sorcerer family like some of our classmates.  But I will be devoted.  I will never stray from you, I’d die if you asked me to.”  he says, as he sets the meal on your small desk, pulling out utensils and napkins.  His normal confidence seems to waver a bit, and it seems that not even Todo is immune to worrying about what other people think of him.  

“Todo, don’t worry about what they say and please don’t say you’ll die for me.  I like you a lot, I wouldn’t have accepted your confession if I didn’t.  I also think you’re quite handsome.”  

“You love me back?”  he whispers, kneeling at the edge of your bed, looking up at you.  While it’s a bit too early to tell, Todo’s hopeful, reverent look has you obliging him. 

“I do love you back.”  He embraces you, and you can hear his heartbeat in his bare chest.  It feels good to be loved so wholeheartedly, and you’ll give him all the love you have to repay him.  

[novasdarling]

I kinda wanna see what will yan delusional todo would do after makin up scenarios bout fem reader "cheating" on him when she just livin her life

I tried, but I kept rewriting it sooo..... kinda ended up with Todou misunderstanding people need to work and can't just rely on him to live.

Quit

TW: Yandere behaviour, Possessiveness, Forceful Touching, Female Reader, Aged Up.

It had been a long day, work had made you stay late yet again. Pushing you to pick up extra shifts with a moment's notice. They just took and took without checking whether you wanted them or would even agree. All because they decided to book event after event without properly staffing the place. Nevertheless, without that stupid place, you wouldn't be able to pay your bills. It was work and work again, barely any rest. That was life, it had all rotated around work. Any moment you could spare, you gave it to your boyfriend Todou. Though, recently you had barely seen him. Too busy to go on dates, to watch a movie, or even too occupied to sit down and properly have dinner together. It was pathetic, you two acted like awkward roommates rather than partners. It was sad, but in the back of your mind, you hoped things would eventually fall back into place. Yet, as the weeks went by, things didn't slow down. Your work was always keeping you busy, even on your days off. Making you answer calls and texts. It had been rough, but you assumed Todou understood. Sure he was moody and sometimes snippy, but you always presumed he knew it was work. That work was doing this. That you truly had no say. That you needed and wanted this job.

Getting on your coat, you cussed to yourself. Another last-minute call to fill in a no-call, no-show. If they just hired a few backups, you wouldn't need to come in every time someone wasn't able to make it. You called out to Todou who you guessed was still showering. Letting him know you were going.

"You're leaving."

Todou had just gotten out of the shower. The white towel hanging dangerously low. It was unfair, he always looked so good when you needed to leave. He had a habit of it. Teasing you, tempting you to stay. You bit your lip, running your eyes up and down his body.

"Yeah, I'm filling in for someone. But" you walked over to him. Letting your hands linger over the tie of the towel. "When I get back, maybe we can..."

Todou seemed to ignore your teasing. Ignoring how your fingers dipped below the towel. Playing with the skin where he had attempted to tie it around his hips.

"You said today's your day off."

"It was." You could tell he was irritated and so were you. They promised you today off. You weren't even on call. "I'm sorry. I'll see if I can have another talk with my supervisor."

Though you knew he wouldn't care. He would give the usual speech about how everyone needed to pitch in because times were tough. That if you still want your job, you would pitch in the extra hours. You gave him a sympathetic smile before turning back to the door. As you walked to the door. You tried to figure out a way to make it up to him. Perhaps some takeout on your way back. He really liked the steak from the place beside your work.

Before you could open the door to leave, Todou was behind you. Placing his hand on the door above your head. Keeping you from opening it.

"Very funny Todou, but I need to leave."

"Why are you working so much?"

"Because they're assholes and I need the job."

"No, you don't. I make enough for the both of us."

You turned to look at him. Rolling your eyes at his comment. He always said that when you complained about work. Though you never took him seriously, assuming he was just playing with you about it.

"Please don't go. Quit"

"One day I might just." You laughed as you tried to open the door. Your efforts were still being blocked by Todou. "Todou, this isn't funny anymore."

It went back and forth, Todou asking you again and again. You giving the same answer. Each round making you more irritated. Todou had made you late before, but usually from begging you for one more round in bed. Not from holding the door closed and he stared down at you. As he kept a cold look on his face.

The back and forth was beginning to get annoying. He was making you late. Keeping you back when you could have been down the street already in line for a coffee before your hell of a shift.

"Todou I get it, you're mad, but this is pissing me off now."

"No." Todou's tone had dropped. It wasn't his usual voice he took with you. He sounded serious. He didn't sound like him. "Why do you always go when he calls, huh?"

"He's my supervisor. He's threatened my job Todou. I need to go whenever he calls."

"No. Tell me the truth." Todou had managed to relock the door. Closing you in more. Pushing you against him. Forcing you to look up. "Why are you putting this job before us, before me?"

There it was. There was the real reason Todou was acting so off. Sure there were times when he had gotten jealous and possessive, but you had been able to talk him down easily before.

"Oh, my love. I'm sorry, I'll try to find another job or something" That would be tough, the job market had been rough lately. "We can talk about it later."

"Why does he have such a hold on you? Are you seeing him?"

You were floored that he would even ask you this. That he would question your loyalty to him. No words could form as you looked at him. You stared at him in disgust. The man standing before you wasn't the Todou you knew and loved. Sure he could be possessive at times, but nothing like this. He never looked at you with those emotions before. It looked like pure jealousy and rage.

You could tell his eyes were searching your face for something, but it wasn't done out of concern. After all this time together, he really was questioning your loyalty. Questioning your intentions, your love for him. You tried to figure out how you got to this point. How he was able to get from you being overworked and used by your company. To it being about faithfulness. You tried and tried, staring at him to see if he would give you a hint. Tell you what happened, say someone thought they saw you and you could explain the misunderstanding. Yet, it never came. Both of you just stared at one another. Waiting for the other to break first, waiting for the other to give in and speak. Nothing, not a word from you or him. Even when you tried to speak, to plead for him to let you leave. To claim your innocence. Nothing came out, your mouth hanging open, waiting for the words to appear on your tongue. They never did, at least not in time.

Todou mumbled to himself. You couldn't quite catch his words, they didn't sound like anything comprehensive. As if his mind was working faster than his mouth ever could. The one thing you could understand was his movement. His hands were on you, pushing you away from the door. From your exit out of here. He was pushing you further into the apartment. Shoving you to the living room.

"N-No, s-stop To-"

"I don't want to hear it."

Your words had finally found their way to your mouth. Just unable to be completed. All you could do was shove him. Push at his hands, tear at his grip on you. He was still damp from the shower. Your fingers merely just slipped off. Though you knew even if he was dry, there would be no chance of getting him off of you. Todou was strong, he took pride in that. Always claiming he could protect you. You never thought that the same man who swore you'd be safe with him was acting like a lunatic monster.

Your attempts didn't stop, hands still prying at his. Mumbles of begs coming from your lips. Even when he pushed you over the edge of the couch, you still tried to talk him down. Attempting to talk some sense into him as you crawled away. Trying to get to the man you knew and loved. The Todou who you woke up with this morning. Yet, as his hands made their way to your ankle, and he pulled you towards him. Causing you to lay flat. You saw nothing familiar in his eyes. All you could make out was anger in his clouded look.

"You're seeing him aren't you."

Crawling on top of you, his hands moving from your ankle to your face. Elbows and knees holding him up as one hand grabbed your cheeks. Managing to squish both in his palms. Forcing you to look up at him. His wet hair dripped down on your cheeks. He was a site to behold. You had been like this with him before, under him as he held you down. Completely at his mercy, but not under these circumstances.

"I thought you loved me."

"What the Fuck Todou, of course, I do."

"Then why?." Todou leaned down, resting his head between your shoulders and cheek. Nestling his head into your neck. Whispering against your skin. "Why would you do this to me. To us? I told you to quit so many times."

It felt oddly soft, a tender moment in this chaos. Like he was back to his usual self. To the man you loved. You were too afraid to say anything. Too terrified to set him off again. Would it be worth it trying to explain that he was crazy, that you were simply just off to the hellhole you call work for money? You needed this job because you didn't want to rely solely on him.

Your mind raced, trying to find an answer. A way to calm him down, a way to leave. Anything to get this to stop. Your eyes searched the room, but there was no escape route. No way to get away from, out from under him and try to calm him down.

"I'm-I'm sorry."

It was all you could say. All you could manage to push out of your mouth. Your mind went to the only other option. If he wasn't comprehending why you would work at such a shitty job. Then all you could do was plead with him, try to buy into his delusion and work your way from there. If he wasn't buying your clueless attitude. Perhaps he would buy your plea. Fall for your mock apology. You could play into his illusion if that meant him being normal again. If it meant him letting you go.

"I'm so sorry. I-I, uh," You were stuck, playing into his delusion could mean he would be worse. Todou was possessive, you'd seen his tendencies before, just not like this. You debated with yourself for a while before continuing. "I've tried to quit, but he won't let me."

You were putting the blame on someone else. Rinsing your hands of the blame in Todou's eyes.

"You've tried? When?" Todou looked puzzled. Raising his eyebrows at you.

"I wanted to quit, but he threatened to call every place I applied to and tell them I'm horrible at my job."

You had no idea where you were going with this lie. The words were falling with no real direction. Was there a way you could play into this delusion without him being even more upset and possessive? Without him expecting you to actually quit later? Or worse, him challenging your supervisor. Sure he was a prick but didn't deserve Todou's wrath.

Todou looked down at you as you talked. Trying to explain things. His face barely changed. He looked stern, yet shocked. You knew he was going to use this as ammo to get you to leave this job and probably work completely.

"Oh, my dear" His hands were squeezing your cheeks, keeping your eyes locked on him. "I can't believe he did that. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was scared."

Todou's look changed now to pure rage. You were an idiot for saying that. With a few simple words, you had set him off. His grip on you tightened.

"He scared you? Oh, sweetie." Todou leaned down, placing a delicate kiss on your lips. It was sweet, unfitting for his expression seconds earlier. "My poor dear." He was condescending now. "It's okay, I can help."

"No, No. Todou-"

"Shh, it's okay I'll take care of it. That piece of shit won't bother you again."

"No don't, please." You were beginning to tear up. You weren't sure if it was because of anger or confusion. Perhaps both.

"I wasn't there and that asshole took advantage of that." He was raising his voice now, getting more irate as he went on. He prides himself as your protector, an image you had just messed with.

"No Todou-"

"Yes he did, he used you. Worked you like a dog and had the nerve to threaten you. Don't you see? He saw you were vulnerable. He took advantage of that."

Sure your supervisor had made remarks before about your employment, but not like you had made it out to be. It was mostly yelling and asking you again and again if you really wanted this job or not. Things you were willing to put up with if it meant getting a paycheck at the end of the week.

Todou stood up, letting you free. He was pacing around the couch. Rubbing his cheeks. Ranting how this was all his fault. That him being too busy with his own work, or not forcing you to quit sooner was what caused all of this. You could tell this wasn't just him going on a rant. It seemed like he was searching for a solution to the fake problem. You hoped he would just insist you switch jobs. Something you could do and would appease him.

"I'm sorry, but we can talk about it later." You sat up, watching as he paced. "I can go in and talk to the other supervisors or even look for another job."

Todou stopped pacing. Refusing to look at you. Maybe you shouldn't have mentioned going to work now. He seemed to be lost in thought for a few minutes before heading to the bedroom. You could hear him getting ready. Shuffling things around. Getting up, you made your way after him. Curious and nervous about what he was doing. Before you could open the bedroom door, Todou snapped it open. Fully dressed as he pushed passed you. It felt like he hadn't even seen you. He made his way to the front door. Getting his shoes on.

"Todou where are you going"

"To make sure he doesn't speak to you like that again."

He was talking about your supervisor.

"What do you mean." You had made your way to Todou, now you were the one blocking the door,

"He won't bother you again. I'll make sure of it. Now move"

"No." You couldn't let him go and mess with him over an exaggeration.

"I said move." He was staring at you, jaw clenched. "He needs to know he can't talk to you like that. I couldn't help you before, but now I can. So move."

You didn't, you couldn't move. Couldn't let him do this. Refused to let him go and do something over an exaggeration to pacify him. There was no way you would let him do this. You couldn't. Yet, as he realized you weren't going to move. There was nothing you could do as he picked you up. Moving you by force. Making his way to open the door.

"Don't do this. Please don't. They'll fire me and then I'm fucked."

You hoped he would have pity on you. Listen to your pleas and realize you needed to work no matter how much he wanted you to depend on him and quit.

"Sweetie." He stopped, already halfway out the door. His hand left the handle and found its way to your torso. Pulling you closer to him. Todou leaned down, kissing the tips of your ear before whispering.

"You never liked it anyway." He straightened up, looking down at you. "Don't worry. You have me. I mean you were going to have to stop working eventually. This just showed me I should have pushed you sooner."

Todou gave you one last kiss before closing the door behind him. Stopping before the door latched.

"Don't go anywhere. I expect you to be here when I get back."

You stayed standing there for a few moments. Taking in what had happened and what was to happen. Going over every moment in your head again and again. Trying to figure out how one thing leads to the other. Nothing added up. Nothing made any sense. There was nothing you could do. When Todou was set on something, he rarely let up. All you could do was wait. Wait until he gets back and forces you into his little fantasy.

[yanderecrazysie]

Watching JJK where Todo has come up with this entire middle school backstory for him and Itadori, is obsessing over an idol, and has decided Itadori's his best friend without any input.

THIS IS SUCH YANDERE POTENTIAL

Todo meets you and falls in love with you, especially if you're an idol. If you're not one, he'll think that he's lucky that he can approach you without security guards around.

It doesn't matter if you're a tall girl with a big ass like his normal type, he can fall for short girls and/or ones without big butts. In the end, it's you that he truly cares about.

He starts calling you his girlfriend the minute he falls in love. He's even got false memories of you accepting his confession in middle school, whether you knew him then or not.

He's surprisingly a gentleman to you and very protective, but he's stubborn to the point of delusion.

Yes, I'll be writing for JJK soon, especially Itadori, who I adore.

[yanmaresu]

Yandere Miguel O'Hara x fem! self insert

MDNI // cw: implied future non-con, tying up, kidnapping, yandere, breeding kink.

Took me way more time than I had planned x'd but here's the guy! I also tried something new and made different versions of the drawing with the self-insert having different skin tones and hair. You can find them under the cut.

[0asisbliss]

God were you amazing. From your hips, and whole body to your alluring personality. Where did you even come from? Your hands cupping his face when he looks at you. All of this was what he wanted. Everyone knew that. Everyone else could see. So why couldn’t you?

YUUJI, YUTA, Gojo, Geto, Inumaki, NANAMI, Todo, Higuruma, (JJK) Luffy, ACE, ZORO, Law, Sanji, (OP) Ranpo, Dazai, Chuuya, (BSD) Aizawa, Shigiraki, (MHA) Chrollo, Phinks, NOBUNAGA, KURAPIKA, (HXH) or any of your other favs.

[myeagleexpert]

Saudade

Contents: Yuu returns home, but the story isn't over.

Saudade is (in Portuguese folk culture) a deep emotional state of melancholic longing for a person or thing that is absent, but you can only miss something real…right?

So why does Yuu wake up in the middle of the night afraid the ceiling might collapse at any moment? Sometimes she can't go back to sleep peacefully, which is why she sits on the porch and watches a black cat go by, jumping from window to window after anyone who will give him his can of tuna.

It's so weird for Yuu to “return” to normal when she knows she hasn't gone out or traveled for a long time but she feels something is off. She swears that her colleague Carter has always been a redhead, when the blonde actually wanted to dye it black. She was going to order some sweets from Trey Baker's bakery, a taste of delicious homemade food fills her mouth with saliva as she goes to the address, but when she stops in front of her destination her mouth, previously salivating, is stunned to discover that there never was a bakery like this , the neighbors have no idea who the Clover family is.

Her school friends never question her ability or knowledge.

"Why did you miss this potion? Can't you do it yourself?" “How do you not know something so simple? This is taught in primary schools” “Aaah, did you do your homework today? Let me copy"

She didn't listen to discriminatory words or conversations that she should think twice before answering, on the contrary…

“Your hair looks beautiful today, what did you do?” “Yuu, can you help me with this lesson? You are the best in this field” “Yuu dear, let me help you with these boxes” “You draw very well”

She would go to the zoo with her family and stare at the lazy lion hoping its eyes were venomous green and the hyena's laugh sounded different. Did I already mention the white wolf? He refuses to be buddy-buddy with anyone but as soon as you take your eyes off he's wagging his tail at them.

In restaurants she refused to eat the sea foods she always liked, for some reason the eels, octopus and shrimp made her want to vomit.

It's a strange feeling… have you ever felt it?

As if you haven't seen your family for years, when in fact it's only been a week?

As if she hugged someone, and in their warm, comforting arms she suddenly felt the chill of missing them?

Like you're experiencing new feelings in old things… or you feel a different excitement when trying the same route every day.

As if you live in a warm environment where you feel protected and loved for the first time.

By day, it's easy to dance between similar faces or conversations you've had before, it's easy to play a “game” you already know the rules. Yuu ignores these feelings during the day, when the sunlight keeps her warm and the youthful wind carries her carefree laughter.

But at nightfall, in her warm bed, the sheets trap her in terrible dreams where figures that are probably dear to her, “people of her heart” Yuu calls them, are people who live in her heart and, even if she has forgotten who they are, their presence is constant in her mind. Like false memories, or strange déjà vu, Yuu wonders what was real and what wasn't and keeps these turbulent thoughts to herself.

Dreams seem to know the answer. The heart people that Yuu feels she loves and values so much, weren't always heart people. The crimson tyrant carries a feeling of anxiety and cuts deep in the throat, the ambitious king stalks her like prey relishing her fear as claws dig into her arm, the merchant of the depths has a charming smile and calculated words, it would be the same as play a board game with the certainty that you would lose, after all, octopus arms control your every move. The throat tightens filling with sand when challenging the desert sorcerer, the shards of glass were the only thing that was warm as the blood spurted in a dark cold in the desert.

The beautiful queen made her eat poisoned apples and a sadistic smile appeared on her face as the deadly poison made her fragile body lose color and dark spots rotted her body. The divinity of the underworld preferred to burn the protagonist and leave her to suffer in a dark cloud, causing the torture to be prolonged. The dark king brings a sense of betrayal from a dear friend as thorns pierce his body.

Yuu falls out of bed, ironically…her fall saves her from a sad end.

A paralyzing fear invades Yuu, every shadow in her room seems to want to attack, the voices seem to get louder and louder screaming insults at her, a cloud of eyes and witnesses look for her weak points, a hurricane of emotions devours her piece by piece…

knock knock knock

“Honey, are you okay? I heard a noise”- her sweet mother's voice cuts off Yuu's panic as she opens the door

"I fell here, but I'm fine mommy"

It was just a dream.

“Would you like a glass of milk or some tea?”

It was just a dream.

"No need, I'm going back to sleep."- she tries to reassure her mother, who puts her hand on her shoulder

“If you say, good night.”- the mother despite being worried leaves the room, she is also very sleepy

The girl goes to the bathroom in the middle of the night, clearing her thoughts before bed.

Is not real.

If it's not real, what are those scars on her arm and neck? Where do these octopus sucks come from? When did this happen? Where did these black spots come from, it seems that the color does not return to normal there.

Is not real.

As she checks out her legs, she sees aged scars from burns on her right leg and on her left leg you don't see the marks where the thorns tortured her skin, but when you run your hand over it, if you get close enough, you feel it's always been there. .

It was just a nightmare.

That's what Yuu tells herself before going to sleep, a peaceful night will help her forget about these problems. The sight of green fireflies dances to a familiar rhythm, which in their hums works like lullaby music. Where did these fireflies come from?

Gentle rays of sunlight wake her from her sleep, as she goes downstairs she is sure that eggs would be a great idea to start the day and go training, a strong and healthy body is synonymous with a strong and healthy mind! An apple, she eats suspiciously due to the events of the previous night, her mother appears reminding her to eat healthy meals, to apply sunscreen and moisturize the skin, a person's love.

His father, “bonjour belle famille” shouts kissing each one on the forehead, he started to learn French and lives practicing with his dear family.

The calm after the storm. The feeling. The emotion. The reason. Calm is real. The storm is real. But, what about the rain? The thunder? The wind that stun? Let's analyze.

A feeling of calm after the storm. But where does this calm come from if there was no storm in the first place?

Why do you worry so much about things that didn't happen… or did they happen?

Where does the lack of belonging come from if you've never been?

saudade is,in Portuguese folk culture, a deep emotional state of melancholic longing for a person or thing that is absent, but you can only miss something real…right?

[kel-lance]

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Eyeless Gojo: TW ———Warnings: mention of death, blood, killing, morally grey, slight mind control, Gojo just reacting to his cptsd in this universe, slight grooming (adults ideals on Gojo and their children), mindbreak, yandere(?)———————-

Prequel:

Part 1

One shots: (TW)

Stepdad Nanami: ——MDNI——GROOMING, not really incest, Age gap, manipulation, broken home, slut shaming (at ur mom lol), drug mention

Divorce Lawyer Hiromi: Warnings: MDNI, Age Gap, StepDad mention, Public, exhibitionism, idk have fun. (Pt 2^^)

Quickie w Yuta: -- Warnings: MDNI!! DC/NC, exhibitionism, cream pie, humiliation, manipulation, ownership, etc...

Tutor Gojo: ——MDNI——WARNINGS: DUBCON/NONCON, implied prof/student relationship, bullying, degradation, blackmail, a few more ——MDNI——

(NEW) Sub!Choso: MDNI——collars leashes whip’s edging stomping humiliation blindfolds restraints gags overstimulation pegging taunting slapping blood play period sex {all mentioned}

(bonus:) your date (sub!Nanami) and begs for his own collar.

You decide: (finished)

Poll 1

Poll 2

Poll 3

Poll 4

Writing currently:

- Toge x reader: Toxic!Dom!Toge bein a classic ♏️

- How the JJK Men React to you Waking Up From a REALLY BAD injury

- Mafia AU part 7 w Toge and Yuta

- Mafia AU part 3 with Yuuji

- 1 request

Requests are: OPEN. Updated 04.27.24

[ghostlyforxst]

|𖥸|𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓|𖥸|

Greetings, welcome to the Kimetsu No Yaiba material list. Listed below are the stories I've writen and if you have any desires you'll like to summon, you more than welcome to curse my inbox or messages with them! As more is requested, or comes to mind, more characters will be added.

☆ - NSFW

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊SATORU GOJO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊KENTO NANAMI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊SUKUNA₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊TOJI FUSHIGURO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊SUGURU GETO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊YUJI ITADORI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊MEGUMI FUSHIGURO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊NOBARA KUGISAKI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊MAKI ZENIN₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊TOGE INUMAKI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊YUTA OKKOTSU₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊AOI TODO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

HEADCANNONS (MULTIPLE CHARACTERS)

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

INTERVIEW (GOT A QUESTION FOR A CHARACTER? WANT THEM TO TELL YOU HOW THEY'LL REACT ABOUT SOMETHING? ASK!)

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

[somemydayy]

Jujutsu Kaisan as yanderes characters: kyoto school edition

mai zenin: you were one of the temple’s disciples. making it virtually impossible for mai not to know of your existence. maybe it wasn’t like any other crush, but mai confided and conversed with you on a regular. some say, being honest is a flaw you can overlook. but mai was honest to a fault. like the time you confided within her that you told the young neighborhood boy you liked him, and the next week. he turned up with bruises and a broken arm to reject you. maybe mai did what she thought was right, she always did what she thought was correct in her eyes. and maybe that boy wasn’t right for you. many told you about her devotion and commitment. and after some time you saw all the signs; maybe you’ll have a talk with her sooner rather then later. “I did everything, for you to notice me. And now, you tell me this? I won’t accept you, with anyone else! I love you, too much!”

kokichi muta: he’s the kind of yandere, that observes, stalks and proclaims to “protect” they’re darling. even if he knows it’s not entirely truthful. mute will always make sure to walk you home. and to and from the grocery store. can’t have you walking into a dangerous situation, now can he? I think he’ll go a step farther with you, then miwa; and install a secret camera outside your shared break room. it’s just extra protection, last time there was a break in and a peeper at campus. he just wants the best for you. so you’ll have to excuse his diligent, but it’s only for the best. “don’t worry, I’ll make sure to protect you, (Y/n). I promise!”

katsuki miwa: you were perfection in all the meaning of the world, one problem. you were a family member from the big three. miwa, wasn’t accretive nor reliable like that. but she did love you wholeheartedly. and after talking to gojo one day; she came to understand that you were a dime a dozen. and after that night, she proudly promised to love you forever long she breathed. a jujutsu sorcerer’s life isn’t always promised; but she’ll make sure to live to the fullest, with resolve and spirit. you were her muse and love after all. “i’ll make sure to return to you, every single time my darling. I love you!”

momo nishimiya: I think she’s the kind of yandere, that’s super protective of the ones she’s loves. take how she acts, and speaks to nobara when mai is involved. I think it’s pure admiration. maybe reader-chan has things twists; but she suspects that this adoration and respect has other connotations. jealousy? nope (y/n) trusts momo in full; it’s just something that she has to deal with. life hadn’t always been kind to reader-chan and momo knows this. she’s quite foolish and naïve. reader always makes sure to tell momo, reader loves her a lot. even aoi todo warns the blonde girl; he’ll steal away reader-chan away if he hears she made her cry, if she dares brings up another girl in front of reader-chan. and for now at least; momo took this advice to heart. and hasn’t been talking about any other women; idols or mai included. “it’s all for darling’s peace of mind, after all.”

noritoshi kamo: he thought he had it all figured out. marry a gifted heir, and continue his family linage. maybe this was his dream; restore his mother’s place in the kamo household. a dream, an ambition he held dear to his heart. but that all changed when he met you. for once he actually wished to woo you of his own accord, and not because of who your family was or the techniques you possessed. maybe it was that too, a little bit. a good women, who could produce a healthy kamo heir. he’ll make sure to kiss your swelling stomach, until you were ready to pop. regardless of society’s feelings or his family’s feelings; he decided to choose you. and dang, did he praise the gods up above when you told him you loved him with all your heart, and expected his child to be a healthy baby boy. “we’ll have a beautiful family, don’t worry.”

aoi todo: you were his idol. don’t get things confused, todo does loves nobuko takedowns, but you? oh goodness my, were you an angel sent from up above. you were so pure, so sweet and beautiful. the a perfect women, in all the ways of the word. and todo, had to make sure he protected you from this cruel world, one way or the other. he wouldn’t stop at anything, he’ll make sure to keep you pure, safe and perfect. even if it’s the last thing he would do. just like he promised you, after all. “I’ll be your knight in shining armor, dear. I promise to protect you from everything and everyone who wishes to cause you harm. I’ll be your protector. I swear to you.”

© Somemydayy 2022 | Please do not copy or alter this writing on Tumblr or any other platform.

[httpskuzuu]

Ñajajaja, ñajajajajaj eres hispanoablante ¡Como yo! Eso significa que no debo usar el traductor 😭 y eres fan de BSD ¡como yo!, eso significa que podemos hablar de eso, ¿no? Dime que sí plis.

Ahora, ¿te imaginas? Fyodor/Dazai conocen a una reader que es una monja o algo así y simplemente se obsesionan. Puede ser porque tenía algo que ver con una misión, un poder interesante... no sé, el punto aquí es que ninguno de ellos cree realmente en algo así que seria una dinámica interesante.

¿Recuerdas lo que le dijo Fyodor a Dazai sobre la mesera? Solo has que la despidan, alejala de sus amigos y familia... ella irá corriendo a ti.

Sí, eso va a hacer, ¿pero y si va corriendo a Dios? Je, toma eso, manipulador.

está es la primera vez que no tengo que usar el traductor para escribir en inglés, hoy soy feliz

no soy mucho de pensar en los personajes metidos en tema de sacerdotes o monjas, no sé cómo explicarlo xd, siempre intento no meter títulos religiosos, pero estuve pensando un rato en eso y sería interesante, también pensé en escribir algo con esa premisa pero como dije antes: no soy de meter títulos religiosos

ahora, hablando en si de la idea, pienso que ellos ya se esperarían eso, por parte de Dazai me lo imagino manipulándote de alguna manera para que pongas en duda tu fe y dejes de creer, de ese modo sí que acabarías en sus brazos porque ya no tienes nada a lo que aferrarte

por parte de Fyodor dudo un poco, no sé canónicamente cual sea su religión, pero creo que es cristiano, así que no lo veo manipulándote para que pierdas tu fe, quizás intentaría que lo veas como una especie de mesías, algo para que pienses que es por tu bien

ay, acabo de pensar en que quizás Fyodor tomaría provecho de tu fe en dios y te haría creer que él hace todo esto por un mandado de dios

espero no haber faltado el respeto a ninguna religión aquí 🥲, solo son mis pensamientos

[byproducts-of-my-imagination]

uhm... i really liked that todo fic u did i absolutely love him...

could you do jealous todo? like maybe he saw megumi talking with u and he got mad and decided to like....u know if u know

YOOOOOO I hope in time people come to know me as a professional Todo lover. Thank you for the request. I shall commence cooking. Here's some initial thoughts, more on this soon.

Just thinking of him glaring at people from behind you, marching over to literally pull you out of the conversation and remind you who you belong to....

You'll come back with weak legs and hickeys so dark they look painful. He can't blame you for being so perfect though. He'll just have to try harder to fight off everyone who comes near you.

[novasdarling]

Just A Kiss

TW: Noncon, Stalking, Breaking and Entering, Manipulation Sorta, Aged Up, Female Reader

Todo felt like his whole life was complete now. A missing piece had finally fallen into his hands. The piece being you, you were the piece that made him whole. That made his heart beat faster, made him smile with just a single thought. You were his and he was yours. Todo was sure of it, you two belonged with each other, soulmates. It was only right that you two would be together so he wasn't wrong with how he felt. It was destiny, it was only right.

You on the other hand weren't aware of his growing feelings. A part of him knew that, knew you weren't like him, but he liked to pretend you were simply just shy. It was all about playing hard to get with you. But you didn’t need to, not after he saved your life a few weeks ago. It annoyed him a bit, he deserved to have you. He could provide, take good care of you. All he needed was to have you open up to him. It was delusional, Todo wasn't being rational. Yet, that failed to stop his reasoning.

Todo had met you when he saved a few civilians from a powerful curse bothering a park. It was an easy job for him, he had years of practice with these types of curses. You had been with some friends out late. Sitting in the park to drink and eat. A perfect target for the curse. Something your kind would never know.

Usually, he tried to keep himself not known by civilians. However, this time, he was unable to stay in the shadows. Making himself seen to keep the group safe. Exercising the curse rather quickly. It should have been a typical job. Nothing that would normally linger in his mind. Nevertheless, you changed that. He locked eyes with you and just knew you were the one. Sadly your group ran before he could ask you your name, or say hello. It was unfortunate, but that didn’t stop him. He was lucky to find you a week later. Todo liked to think it was a sign from the universe when he bumped into you at a cafe. A sign that he ignored involved him stalking and researching all he could. Finding your daily routine, including the fact you visit this cafe regularly.

You didn’t recognize him after all, it was dark that night. You both talked a bit, he even got your number. To him, you both clicked so well. You laughed at his jokes, smiled at him. It pulled him in and made him feel loved. Almost like you two had been dating for years already. His mind began to fantasize as he watched you speak. Picturing you two as a loving couple, him coming home to you every day, the date nights you two would have. After the first encounter, he only got worse. His imagination was becoming reality to him. Every time he watched you, it wasn’t stalking, but rather a loving boyfriend checking on his partner. The nights he watched you sleep from the corners of your bedroom. You completely unknowing of his presence, or even that he knew where you lived. To him though, he was just admiring his precious girl. Loving how peaceful she looked sleeping. When he undid his belt and began to touch himself. Well, there was not really a way to rationalize it. All he could do was pretend it wasn’t happening.

It didn’t take long for Todo to demand more of your attention. “Bumping” into you was beginning to get out of hand. He saw how you looked at him now. There wasn’t that smile when you saw him. It was morphing into worry. Then he realized his texts were becoming less answered, even when he send over ten in a row. He couldn’t lose you. Todo needed to do something to save the relationship. To make you see what he does. Perhaps you were unsure of his devotion to you, he needed to change that. That was how he got here, watching you get ready for bed through the crack in your closet door. He needed to make sure you were okay, to talk to you. It was like an itch that kept spreading, only getting tougher to ignore. Spreading and begging to be scratched.

He wasn’t sure how he would confront you about your relationship issues, after all, he was in your closet without you knowing. He was a coward, he should be able to talk to you. You were his and couples should talk freely about any problems that arise. It wasn't right to be hiding there, to be watching as you undressed and got into your pyjamas. It wasn't proper to drool at the way you did your hair for bed. None of it was right, but Todo kept excusing it. Stating it was all okay in the grand scheme of things.

The itch got worse. Watching you sleeping there, looking so beautiful and peaceful. He needed you, needed to have you with him. He should be sleeping beside you. Waking up to your beautiful face every day. Getting up early for work, bringing you a coffee while you slowly wake up. He knew how you liked it. Watched you make it almost every morning. Todo could be so good for you, you just needed to see him do all of that. The itch was too strong now, he needed to scratch it. Just a bit, just enough till next time. Enough to hold him off for a few days. Stepping out of the closet. Watching his step, trying not to make any noise or disturb your room too much. You look so beautiful laying there. Peaceful, like you were comfortable with him being there. See, you were fine with him. You had to be. He just worried too much. You even let out a soft moan when he began to pet your hair. Leaning into his touch.

By the time you noticed his presence he was resting his forehead on yours, eyes closed. Breathing you in while his hands played with your hair. He never felt more at peace than now. Too bad it was short lived. He was torn out of his fantasy at your voice.

“A-Aoi”

It was so soft, barely above a whisper. Opening his eyes to meet yours staring at him. You looked worried, shocked he was there in your room. You had no idea he knew where you lived. Let alone that he would break into your place. The two of your just stared at each other. Unsure of what to do, waiting for the other to make the first move. This only led Todo to read the situation wrong. In his eyes, you were accepting him. It wasn’t fear that had you frozen, rather it was love. The moment felt right, he leant down to place his lips on yours. He had waited so long for this. Ignoring the way, you didn’t kiss back. Figuring it was the shyness. Wanting him to take the lead on things, something he’d happily oblige.

“S-Stop. How-Why-”

Todo hushed you. Not wanting to hear you reject him. No, you weren't, you were just shy. You needed to let him help. You were both destined to be together. He liked so much of the same things you did. If you only gave him a reasonable chance. More than just coffee dates or “run-ins”. This could all be so good, so right. Ignoring your words, trying to deepen the kiss. Using his hands in your hair to support himself and keep you in place. Pretending your pleas for him to stop, were actually pleas for more. That they were confirmation of love. His whole body encompassed yours, keeping you down on the bed. Todo was gone. He was unable to see reality now. Too caught up in his ideals, his fantasies with you. While this was a clear assault on you. In his eyes, it was too lovers finally having their first kiss. There was no use fighting him. He was so much bigger and stronger. What could you really do? Perhaps in the back of his mind, he knew all of that. Ignoring it for his own fabrications.

Todo pulled away and stared at you. Looking over every detail of your face. You were so precious, looking up at him all wide-eyed. He finally had you here, under him. Touching you and kissing you. Hushing you when you tried to speak again.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’ll take good care of you baby.” He nuzzled his face in your hair, inhaling and moaning. “So good to me.”

There was no fight in you. You weren't sure why, but no matter how scared you were. No matter how much he kissed and touched you, you just couldn’t do more than lame pushes and pleas. Things he ignored easily. Todo disregarded it all, even when you began to dissociate. Closing your eyes and pretending he wasn’t there. All he could do was touch and kiss you. He was worried about moving too fast. A laughable thought considering what was happening.

He waited until you had fallen back asleep before slipping out the door. Leaving no real trace that he was there. The next morning it all seemed like a dream to you. No marks, nothing missing. There was nothing to prove what happened, actually happened. Maybe that was what made it easy for you to dismiss it as a weird dream. Todo was lucky that you didn’t think too hard about it. He didn’t want to have to do something so drastic so soon again. His reasoning told him he was being intense that night. Taking a huge risk with those kisses. It seemed you were still too shy for them. He guessed you needed some space, some time to think. So, he avoided you. Let you have some space from him. It was torture. Watching you from afar again, but it was what was needed.

A few weeks had passed by, all you saw of him was the occasional run-in on the street. He paid you little attention, solidifying the idea that that night was all in your head. Todo was too causal with you to have broken into your house, to have pinned you down and kissed you. He barely acted like you were there now. This was how he wanted things, back to normal. You suspecting nothing of him. Eventually, though, he would make the night a permanent reality. Soon you would open up to him more. All he needed to do was control himself better. To let you set the pace. Then you would want him just as much too, he wouldn’t need to follow you in the shadows. Until then, he'll need to be more careful with his nightly visits.

[nanamimizz]

many of the jjk men are heavy heavy HEAVY in the yandere grid. with the exception of princepal yaga and like. hakari

[0asisbliss]

Comfort is all you want. He gives you much more than that. He showed you that you all you needed mere physical affection. He’d kiss, hug, and smother you until stopped crying. It hurt him more than it would ever hurt you when you cried. Each tear that fell from your eyes were like a glass shattering every second you were sad.

YUUJI, YUTA, Gojo, Geto, Inumaki, NANAMI, Todo, Higuruma, (JJK) Luffy, ACE, ZORO, Law, Sanji, (OP) Ranpo, Dazai, Chuuya, (BSD) Aizawa, Shigiraki, (MHA) Chrollo, Phinks, NOBUNAGA, KURAPIKA, (HXH) or any of your other favs.

[kyaruun]

que sepa el mundo que voy a proteger a mis blorbos a capa y espada

que se atrevan a decir algo malo de ellos y verán todes les enstarries que solo juegan a la versión en inglés

verán el brainrot de más de 2 años ✨

[exhaslo]

Kinktober Day 21- Yandere!Miguel x Reader (Breeding/Lactation Kink)

(Requested by reader, also early update bc I'm playing Spiderman 2 all weekend)

        It was no lie to anyone that Miguel was a stressed man. His eyes packed more bags than someone did for travelling. You knew better than anyone the pent up tension that man carried. Miguel had the fate of the whole multiverse on his shoulders, plus his shitty Alchemax job. The man barely had time for sleep and himself. Even so, he always managed to find time for you. Miguel had to since he was your loving husband, after all.

        You were just a regular person, but you worked with Miguel at the Spider Society. You were the front desk receptionist. Your job was basically to turn people away who accidently entered the building. Apparently which happened a lot. It was an easy job and one where Miguel could keep his eyes on you at all times.

        You had been with Miguel for over two years. The man was head over heels in love with you. The moment he proposed you immediately said yes. You were happy to live a life with him. You shared his burdens and he with you. Miguel always said that you were his only stress reliever. Just seeing you each day made his tension melt away. He always joked about locking you away so no one but him saw you. It was cute.

        That and the hours of dumb fucking sex. Miguel had a breeding kink. He was always determined to fill you to the brim with his cum, always threatening to get you pregnant. It turned you on so much. Miguel would fuck you anywhere and everywhere. One time he was so horny that he was drilling your pussy right at your desk. He did not care if anyone walked in, just as long as he got to fill you. There have been says where you couldn't move because of how much he fucked you.

"Amor (love), what are you thinking about?" Miguel asked as he approached you from behind. You jumped,

"Miggy, I told you not to scare me!" You whined before hugging him, "I was just thinking about getting a new dress for our date night."

"Hm?" Miguel glanced at the website you were looking at, "But we're having that at home, amor." His eyes glowing bright red towards your exposed breasts,

"Awe, but Miggy, ca-W-Wait," You pouted softly as Miguel's hands already started to roam your body, "S-Someone almost walked in on us last time!"

"Then they'll know that you're mine." Miguel hissed lowly, sucking against your neck, "Nadie puede estar cerca de usted. (No one is allowed to be near you.)" 

        You trembled under his touch as Miguel already started to pump your pussy with his fingers. Miguel refused to teach you Spanish, saying something about him enjoying your confused expressions. When in reality, he did not want you to know about his dark secret. Placing you against the desk, Miguel inhaled to the sound of your moans. Those sweet, sweet cries, only for him. Miguel made sure that no one got to touch your body.

        When Miguel first laid eyes on you, he knew he had to have you. He did everything in his power to keep other men away from you. He was Spiderman after all, what's an injury here or there? Miguel just pushed you in the right direction for him. Playing the perfect boyfriend until you were convinced that he was. You were so cute as you fell into his trap. Miguel had you all for himself and he was going to make sure it stayed that way.

"Mírate, chupándome la polla tan bien. (Look at you, sucking my dick so well.)" He groaned as he started to pound your pussy from behind. "What is it that you want, baby? Tell me."

"N-Need you to fill me," Your moans were getting louder as he pressed you into the desk. Miguel brought your waist closer to his, making sure to hit you deep each time,

"Te he entrenado muy bien. Todo lo que quieres es que te derrame mi semen todos los días. Te doy mi hijo. (I've trained you so well. All you want is for me to pour my cum into you every day. Give you my child.)" He groaned lowly, giving you his first fill, "Gotta make a mami out of you, right?"

"Y-Yes!" You moaned out.

        Miguel licked his lips as he kept going. One was never enough. He needed to make sure you knew your place. He flipped you over, placing you in mating position. Your breasts were bouncing out of your top. Miguel licked his lips as he went to squeeze your breast. You let out a sharp gasp as a sudden release of tension was given to you. Miguel's eyes sparkled as your tender breasts started to lactate. Your adorable face screamed embarrassed while he chuckled,

"Don't look away," Miguel leaned down and started to suck against one of your breasts.

"H-Hah, M-Miggy...T-That-"

        You squirmed under Miguel, a new sensation burning throughout your body. Miguel was sucking against your breasts hungrily. You were reaching your orgasm and fast. Miguel felt you squeeze against his cock and continued his harsh pace. He switched to your other breast, wanting to share the love.

"Miguel!" You cried out, panting heavily after your orgasm. 

        Miguel released your abused nipples, watching your milk drip down your body. He pumped you a few more times with his dick, making sure to fill your womb. Once he was done, he fixed your attire and sat you back down in your seat,

"That was delicious, mi amor. We'll continue this later."

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        It hadn't even been an hour since Miguel filled you that he was back. He caught you leaving the bathroom and proceeded to fuck you in the stall, giving you another few pumps of his cum, while enjoying your milk. You body was starting to grow sore and it was no where near time for you to go home. It was like Miguel was under a spell. He kept groping your breasts, wanting you to cum from just his touch. You weren't sure if you were going to last the day.

"I need more water," You sighed softly, feeling dehydrated.

        Right as you were about to stand, someone walked into the building. A young confused looking man approached you with what looked like a file in his hand. It was probably another lost interview candidate for the building behind the Spider Society. You told the young man that he was in the wrong building and when you went to stand, you fell. Your legs had given up on you from all of the rough sex Miguel gave you today.

"Are you-"

"Back off." Miguel hissed as he towered over the young man in his suit.

        The young man fled in terror. Miguel cussed under his breathe and went over to you. He grabbed your arm before lifting you into his arms. You knew he was mad. Miguel always hated it whenever any guy talked to you. He wouldn't even let you order food if it was a male cashier. He was so protective and jealous that you found it cute, but annoying sometimes.

'Sorry," You apologized as Miguel took you home, "I was going to get a water."

"Then let me know. I'll do that for you," He grumbled.

        You pouted towards his childish behavior. Once you arrived home, Miguel made sure you got hydrated. He took your pants off, massaging your legs to try and give them feeling again. His eyes trailed towards your pussy, seeing his cum still leaking out of you. A low growl escaped his lips as he pushed you against the bed. His suit disappearing before he started to stroke his dick,

"¿Por qué sigues desobedeciendome? ¿Ni siquiera puedes guardar mi semilla dentro de ti y dejas que otro hombre te hable? te voy a castigar amor. (Why do you keep disobeying me? You can't even keep my seed inside you and you let another man speak to you? I'm going to punish you, love)" He spat, shoving his dick inside your drenched pussy.

"M-Miguel! N-No more...It's too much," You whined. Miguel groped your breasts, giving them a good squeeze, "Hah~ Ah~"

"Voy a hacerte madre. Darte una muy buena razón para mantenerte alejado de los demás. ¿Tienes esperando en casa toda hinchada por mi culpa? (I'm going to make you a mother. Give you a damn good reason to stay away from others. Have you waiting at home all swollen because of me.)" He groaned, ravishing your cunt.

        Miguel ignored your cries as he took your nipple in his mouth. The warmth of your breast milk going down his throat. How could he ever let you leave the house again after this? Miguel needed to be stricter with you. Gripping your hips tightly, Miguel let out a grunt as he filled your womb once more. Your body arched, moaning out in pleasure. Despite your cries, your body always told Miguel what you wanted. You could never be too full.

"Are you learning your lesson?" Miguel asked, releasing your nipple for the other one. You shuddered in response, "I can't hear you,"

"Y-Yes, Miggy."

"And what is it you learned?"

"Mhm, I-I won't," You whined as he kept bullying his cock into you, "I-I'm yours. O-Only yours-"

"And?" Miguel rubbed your clit as he pounded you harder. You gasped, moaning louder,

"I-I'll do as you say. N-no talking to other men, a-and...ah...ah~ M-Migu-" You shook as you reached another orgasm. Miguel chuckled as he gave you another fill of him,

"Good girl,"

        Picking you up as he finished, Miguel carried you to the bathroom. He sat you between his legs in the bathtub, messaging your breasts. His whispers about how sexy you were made your brain foggy. Miguel loved the fact that you were lactating for him. His hands kept wandering all over your body, marking you as his.

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        You ended up working from home afterwards. Miguel said it was for your protection. You were so madly in love with him and blinded by his true nature that you obeyed him. Miguel always rewarded your obedience. You were his good girl. He made sure you got what you wanted as long as it did not involve leaving the house without him. Miguel made sure that you were always with him everywhere else. If you even stepped out for mail without him, he would punish you.

"Now, what is it that you did wrong?" Miguel asked as he pounded you from behind harshly. You gripped the bedsheets, sobbing from the overstimulation he was giving you,

"M...Ma..." He had made you cum so many times you lost count. You could barely form a word.

"Can't understand you when you're so fucked out and full of me," He said with a smirk, "Oh? You're lactating even more...I wonder if this means I succeeded." He hummed lowly. You moaned loudly as he went to fill you again,

"Mig....s'much....mhm..."

        Miguel lifted you up as he gave you one last load. He turned you around, holding your waist up so nothing would spill out of your pussy. He licked your breasts, enjoying the lewd expression on your face. You learned your lesson alright. You were never going to disobey him again. You were his good girl. Miguel smiled as he rubbed your belly,

"You're going to be a mami, amor. I'll have to reward you later,"

"Mhm,"

        You just laid against the bed, slowly falling asleep from exhaustion. You were happy and contempt with your life with Miguel. Even if it meant losing your freedom to him. Miguel could have never been happier, especially after finally breeding you. And he wasn't going to stop after just one. You were stuck with him forever.