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A creature of unfathomable horror masquerading as an angel, except it’s doing it all wrong.
For one, the form it chose is an intimidating one. Its tall, vaguely humanoid frame is made even larger by the thickly feathered wings that sprout from its spine. Its head alone sports several fluttering sets of swan-like wings, two of which overlap to cover its face entirely. The wide, onyx-colored eyes on each appendage blink at you owlishly, studying you with an intensity that makes you sweat.
It sought to become something you could find comfort in; an omen of protection. It learned what humans feared and what they revered. What could be more bewitching than a being thought to be of perfect benevolence, of safety—something that it most certainly is not?
Its true form would surely drive you mad, so why not take the form of something familiar, something good, to gain your trust? Humans aren’t fond of deception, it knows this much, but what you don’t know won’t hurt you.
Those heavy, plumed wings are soft against your bare skin, the powerful muscles underneath flexing against your back as the creature holds you to its broad, masculine chest. Soft, downy feathers gently graze your shoulders, waist, hips—anywhere its multiple clawed hands aren’t digging into your flesh with a bruising strength.
At some point, something warm and wet drips onto your sternum between your breasts, and before your hazed mind even registers it as saliva, a long, hot tongue unfurls to slather it across your collarbone and up your neck. It lingers there, licking long, wet stripes along the underside of your jaw and leaving goosebumps in its wake. The moonlight filtering through your fluttering curtains catches in the abyssal depths of its eyes, making them gleam with a wordless hunger that leaves you breathless.
In truth, you don’t know what the creature truly is. You’d be remiss to not wonder what lies beyond its less than heavenly facade, but you just can’t bring yourself to care. Why should you, when you find yourself being lulled to sleep by the warmth of its body pressed snugly against your own, its wings enveloping you entirely in a tight, protective embrace? You drift asleep to the content rumbling of its chest beneath your fingertips and the pleasant sensation of claws reverently ghosting over your skin.
Anonymous asked: Can you do Chrollo in a modern AU with a shy and petite female darling? Sfw and Nsfw?
Honestly, I don't really see much differences between him in the cannon story since the world there isn't that different, besides the whole Nen stuff of course.
📖Chrollo is an absolute enigma, no matter how much people try to figure him out. The man is charismatic and intelligent, possesses attributes of a great leader and he isn't unknown under people. Yet no one knows much about him despite the few rumors that fly around. What people know is that this man, whose name is unknown, is one to be feared since he is described as a psychopath who doesn't care about the death and suffering of others. They only know that supposedly he is the leader of a group of criminals known as the Phantom Troupe and that once in a moon there is a chance that a corrupt company with good ties to the black market and the underworld might manage to hire his group to help them with troubles and rivals. Apparently they've never failed. There is always a risk though that he might turn his back against whoever paid him for the job and instead assassinates the person as well and takes whatever he desires. If someone fails his little test, he will get rid of that person as well.
📖Chrollo has ties to some companies since he is more or less the one responsible for their creation and they function as a cover for the public. Most workers in there don't know about the truth behind the company though which is good though in the companies there is probably at least one member from the spiders who supervises everything and keeps the success of the company alive. Some of them have a rather fine sense about what actions to take to keep the profit coming in and Chrollo doesn't slack off either, gives his members a call when he thinks it's best to have a change in strategy. The fame and success of those companies comes less from him using violence and dirty methods than from simple observations and a good intuition from observing the market. Such simple mind games tend to entertain Chrollo more than just plainly using other ways. The human psyche fascinates him, reading opponents next steps and cornering them amuses him.
📖Has most likely a fake identity when he mingles under the public because even if only few know his name, it's better to not take risks at all. The man has a small hobby which involves just scanning the public for a bit, the average and small people who will fade one day into nothingness. He is quite philosophical as he wonders about the reason for a human to live since everyone will die eventually. The aspect of death doesn't face him though nor any of his members, he's never experienced fear when faced with death. There is this insatiable curiosity to see the emotions of a human as he has never truly experienced the true depth of feelings, the shallow is the best he has felt so far. Whilst it is true that he has seen in his life the tru pity of emotions such as greed and fear and how pathetic a human can be, Chrollo wants to know everything. Maybe that's why it is so entertaining to watch people suffer, laugh and cry. He analyzes and learns via their feelings.
📖You two happen to meet for the first time in a library, a place where Chrollo ventures pretty often since he harbors a great liking for books. He just happens to notice how you struggle to reach a book in a high shelf, balancing on your toes and stretching your limbs desperately in order to reach it. He just watches you for a few moments struggling alone since he has to admit, the sight is a bit amusing. Eventually he walks towards you and offers you his help, putting on the face of the considerate and polite gentleman. You flinch a bit since you didn't notice him before, a flustered look crossing your face as you quickly look down and tell him that it's fine and you can do it yourself. Your awkward body language and the way you avoid his eyes, clearly a bit uncomfortable with him, already tells him that you're a bit more on a shy side.
📖Clearly you are too small though but he doesn't tell you that simple observation of his, he has a hunch that it'll only add to your unease. He's swift and smooth, tells you that he doesn't mind helping you at all before quickly fetching the desired item for you. All his darling can do is thank him quickly, bowing their head as a sign of gratitude before turning around and walking away from the handsome young man, still majorly flustered from his sudden presence. His grey eyes follow their petite figure for a while, observing yet again another small and insignificant person disappearing. A pity is what he initially thinks, you looked quite interesting. Chrollo lets it go though, for the most part unbothered by this short interaction. You're just like everyone else.
📖When he meets you soon after the first encounter again in the same library, there is this brief amusement. What a interesting coincidence to meet you again. He remembers faces well so even if he harbors no special feelings yet, he recalls exactly where and when he met you. Judging by your bashful reaction, you recognize him as well and can't help but thank him again for his help last time. You'd like to leave him since you feel way too shy around strangers, especially around handsome strangers who helped you already once yet both of you head to the same section of books. Yet again another interesting coincidence Chrollo notices with interest. He already guessed that you like books as well but it pleases him that you seem to have a similar interest as him in books. Out of pure interest he questions you a bit about your preferences in books and is positively surprised when you, shyly, tell him about your favorite genres. You two really do have a similar taste and you're surprised when he tells you that he seems to have an almost identical choice as you.
📖He approaches you more often from that day on whenever you two meet in the bookstore again. You're very shy and closed off but open up a bit whenever he coaxes you into discussions about hobbies and especially books that you like. There is something very precious about the way you get a tad bit more bubbly when you tell him about your favorite books, the excited glimmer in your eyes has his chest tingling a bit. Chrollo recommends you books that he enjoys a lot and vice versa and he always reads what you told him to try. Not only because he knows that you two have the same interests but also because by reading your favorite books, he'll get a bit of a more accurate picture about you and your personality. You're interesting, you're a bit different from the rest. Awfully shy yet secretly passionate about your hobbies. Petite yet surprisingly funny if you do grow a bit more comfortable around someone. The fact that this person is him satisfies him in a way he's never felt before. Not when he successfully steals the most treasured earthly possessions, not when he completes a mission.
📖This feeling is different from anything he's felt so far, it feels like something has been sparked inside of him and it seems to only grow more and more whenever he spends time with you or thinks about you. You've been on Chrollo's mind for a lot more time than anyone should have been, you pop up whenever he closes his eyes and when he reads his books, he can't stop thinking about how you enjoy this genre just as much as he does. Your shy smile has invaded his brain and your presence calls to him. To the point where his curiosity has spiked up dangerously. He's aware that he'd only push you away if he'd suddenly grow overbearing and ask you too much questions about yourself so he resorts to one of his members, Shalnark. The blond man is a hacker and delivers all the infos Chrollo wants after a few hours in the internet. Name, family, graduation, posts on social media and whatever he could find about you.
📖It's not enough to satisfy Chrollo though as he longs to know even more about his darling. By now he’s sure to have picked up on his obsessive yet he is terrifyingly nonchalant about the entire ordeal, instead almost examines it with a hint of sparking fascination as he’s never experienced such emotions before. There is this desire creeping up on him to be the only one in your life since each and every smile and shy gesture is wort more for him than the diamonds and gold he has stolen. A greed to be the only one who receives your love. Once Chrollo is set on something, he’ll go to hell and back to guarantee that his desire will be in his grip so his darling is doomed the very moment he decides that he wants to take you for himself. Especially once he has fully acknowledged that you’re the only person who can truly spark emotions inside of him which are a dark obsession rather than the pure love he witnesses young couples often expressing. He’s utterly addicted though.
📖He most likely starts to let at least one of the Phantom Troupe members stalk you a bit alongside him with Shalnark continuing to hack the accounts of every person you’re close to to gain more information for Chrollo. Chrollo himself starts increasing the times you two meet up more and even takes it on himself to eventually ask whether you would be interested meeting up outside the library for once. His darling is as shy as ever but luckily he is too nice and charming to resist, he knows that she’d feel bad to reject him and that’s what he is playing with. Surely he has by now analyzed how he needs to act in order to make you comfortable around him and knows what invests you into someone and he uses all of that to his advantage. Mimicking a certain personality is easy for someone who doesn’t feel true emotions and masks this cold blandness behind excellent acting skills. Chrollo wants to appeal to you so he has no problems altering certain traits about himself in order to charm you more and make you more comfortable around him.
📖He thinks ahead and makes sure to get rid of anyone who could catch your interest or who tries to woo you from the get go of his obsession. The man is meticulous in his planning, doesn’t want any obstacles and thanks to the Troupe and his connections, he is sure to have a widespread network of informations. He is absolutely merciless about pretty much anyone, even more ruthless when it comes to you. People around you slowly start to disappear, some without a trace whilst others are loaded with accusations and rumors only to be found dead later on with even more gossip that they were illegally involved. The plan of this man is to take away anyone from you and isolate you, break your trust in others until you see only him as someone you can trust. He wants all of your time and attention and what better way to do that than by awakening the illusion that he’s the only loyal and trustworthy person. If you mourn for someone and cry for them, he is rather dissatisfied with the fact that you miss them shows that you still love them.
📖He always uses the given situation to his advantage though. He comforts you when you’re heartbroken over a loss and shocking “truth” of someone you thought you could trust, helps you to forget them slowly. Quite literally. His words and his actions are sugar-coated lies, venomous for your mind and heart yet you barely notice. How could you when he’s the one who always calls you worryingly, comes over to see how you’re doing and is there for you all the time? Too sweet and comforting to resist the more your trust starts to shatter slowly and you start to consider his words more and more. He’s not openly manipulative but his concerns about others betraying you again and ending in another heartbreak for you get at one point to you as your optimism gets tainted. His warnings ring in your head and so you start to ultimately pull back more and more around people. Your natural shy personality helps with that.
📖He adores your shyness since he can use it so well to keep you away from others. Chrollo at one point basically regulates the interaction you have with others which is very little since he only wants you for himself. You can’t open up around others as good as others and tend to flee the scene due to your shyness and with your increased wariness this only becomes worse. Instead you start clinging to him more since he’s he only real social interaction you still have and you fear that he’ll leave you at one point as well. When he notices that you start being affected by everything he puts you through and start to act the way he wants you to do, Chrollo will tighten his hold around you, ever so slightly excited to have you for himself more and more. As confident as he is that his plans will work, for the first time he finds himself anticipating and for that becoming ever so slightly impatient.
📖There is an unhealthy co-dependence at one point from darling’s side but Chrollo doesn’t mind at all. The clinginess is what he wanted after all and at this rate you might as well be partly gaslighted into loving him though Chrollo has still started to court you as normal as possible in the messed up life you started to have thanks to him. For a while it might stay like this once you two have confessed to each other. With him controlling your life and the people you talk to whilst you just have to show him your love and adore him. You’re too caught up in your delusions to see his words as wrong or to question them. You don’t question why you should rather stay home than go outside. Chrollo gifts you some expensive stuff like jewelry which he has stolen somewhere. Romantic and gentle, it is easy for you to not notice the red flags around you.
📖Taking you once and for all with him is inevitable though since he wants to keep close what he cherishes the most. Being too long away from you almost makes him uneasy as he realizes the dull hole in his chest that lacks the obsessive love he usually feels when with you. The emptiness inside of him suddenly becomes noticeable since you’re now there to fill him up with warmth and excitement. You’re the key to his feelings so Chrollo needs you with him all the time in order to experience. You might be disillusioned when you discover what he is and what he did or you might be too much dependent at that point, which would please him and warn you more rights and a bit freedom from the very beginning. He won’t let you leave in either case. You’ll only be able to see him and the other Phantom Troupe members and your entire identity will be erased so that no one can draw conclusions. No one can find out that the leader of the spiders has one severe weakness at long last.
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📖He is insatiable when it comes to his greed to completely own his darling. He wants her soul to be his, her heart to be his, her love to be his and her body to be his. Everything about her is his to treasure and his to admire. It's likely that during his career he might have actually slept around with someone to gain information yet nothing has ever even pleasured him nearly as much as it should have been. With his darling it is quite different since even the mere thought of having her for himself, all vulnerable and needy for him gives him more pleasure than any experience he's had before. Chrollo wants you to want him in any way the same he wants you, wants you to beg for him. He'll end up manipulating the scene to his liking which unfortunately means that even if you don't want any intimacy at the moment, he'll simply sweet-talk and manipulate you into wanting it. If you're at this rate already hit with Stockholm Sydrome it's all the more easy.
📖Very dominant and controlling but not in a kinky or hardcore way. Chrollo is gentle about it, very sweet as well. Your body is almost treated like some rare treasure itself which isn't even that far off in his eyes. You're one of a kind after all so there is some mild body worship going on with him. If you're inexperienced, he'll instruct you gently what you have to do and prepares you for everything. Likely enjoys it when you give him a blowjob and he gets to see how hard you try to please him which always earns you sweet praise. Usually he always lets you please him first a bit but is afterwards very willing to return the favor to you since you deserve a reward for pleasing him. His fingers, his tongue, whatever you prefer and want more. As someone who loves eliciting all sorts of reactions and noises out of you, by the end Chrollo always uses both to properly throw you over the edge and overstimulate you.
📖Something which shows the aspect of his dominating and controlling role is often showcased when he uses sense deprivation such as restricting your limbs with some fine silk, nothing with which you could hurt you, or a blindfold. There is something utterly sweet and tempting about taking away your movements or sight and making you more helpless and sensible to his every touch. Yet the trust you give him during such acts, not questioning him at all and letting him do what he wants to do gets him going. It's cute to see you growing frustrated and begging and pleading him to satisfy you, unable to see what he's doing or moving your arms. You're so fragile and vulnerable, he just wants to destroy and devour you.
📖What he treasures more than anything though is the moment he can finally lock himself inside of you. The feeling of being emotionally and physically connected with the one person that means more than all the gold and riches in the world has his chest and heart exploding with warmth and sparks and even someone as composed as Chrollo can't resist the shuddering breath he takes when he's initially thrown out of his calm. Everything about this moment is perfect to him, from the way you moan and whimper his way whilst clinging to him to the feeling of your warm and tight walls embracing his cock. A feeling of true belonging which the rogue has never witnessed before overcomes him. He's relatively quick to regain his self-control though even if he can't suppress the occasional grunts, jittery and sharp breaths when your walls contract against his member.
📖Wants you to moan and make noises, encourages you constantly to do so. There is no need to be shy when he has you all for himself like this, to see how much you want him and how much he can pleasure you is what Chrollo wants after all and if you refuse to be vocally loud, he'll most likely end up torturing you sexually in the form of orgasm denials until you are a mess and beg him. He doesn't even necessarily mind if other spiders hear you two as long as they don't ask any questions about it or make you uncomfortable by saying that they've heard and making you feel embarrassed and ashamed as a result. Otherwise he's really romantic, whispers from time to time sweet praises to you and takes good care. It's the least he could do for making him feel like he finally has someone around whom he can feel like he truly is at home. The man has a high stamina so chances are that he'll somehow convince you into doing multiple rounds with him to quench his desire enough even if he tires you out in the process.
📖Enjoys cumming inside you and outside of you since both are ways to show that he possesses you. Whether your stomach and chest are covered with his cum or he comes inside of you, in either case it showcases to himself and you that he owns you. Chrollo at least makes sure that his darling is on birthpill since he has no plans to get her pregnant, he just enjoys the thought of releasing inside of her and his darling taking every drop of it, better even, begging for it. Might not even pull out for a long while after since he just loves the feeling of your warm tightness around him and the connection between you two because of it so much which leads to him enjoying the aspect of cock-warming very much. Something else he finds really adorable is when his darling rides his thigh. Her flustered expression when he coaxes her into looking him into his eyes whilst she is bouncing up and down on his firm leg is a sight worth saving into his memories.
📖Marks you a lot with hickies and bruises, he enjoys seeing them on your body. It’s a possession mark after all that your body is his. There are times where Chrollo marks you in places you can’t hide, chooses clothes for you which show everyone that you’re already taken.
📖Spoils his s/o with affection and praises during aftercare even a bit more, especially since he normally ends up exhausting her quite a bit due to his own endurance. Helps to wash and dress you up or does it himself if you are too tired to do it on your own, makes sure that you drink something before letting you sleep. Holds you close, caresses you and lulls you to sleep with his voice whispering sweet nothings into your ears.
warning! this story includes dark content, please read at your own risk.
creep.
that's what he is. maybe you thought of him as such but rather not say. scared? you should be. he looks scary and can't call himself harmless. not when you tempt him with those eyes... not when you feign innocence when you're the one whose brought him to his knees.
selfish bitch. and you easily get away with it too.
so who's really the creep here? you shouldn't even be crying now as you're chained like a animal. you're fault for doing this to him, for lacing him with your love poision potion.
"you're cute when you cry, only cry for me okay?" he whispers, sticking his pierced, serpentine tongue out to drink away your salted droplets. grip so tight on your chin you can't move your jaw.
"don't think of this as some creepy dude took you away from the world- no no... think of this as you're new beginning, a fresh start to redeem yourself." his bleak eyes devoid of any emotion, lips chapped, messy hair and painted nails needing a refresher, black lipstick all messy. delusional and possessed, it also doesn't help that he looks like some sort of maniac villain character.
creep.
"so with that said..." his makeup bleeds a little from dry sweating, his palms sweaty and yet holds your face up to look at him. the whole aura of the basement felt like a horror survival game. so dark with the only form of light being a busted overhead bulp hanging from a wire, and everything being worn out and old like it's been abandoned for years.
"welcome to your new start, darling~ here with me, where you can just focus on being my little pet~ isn't that great?"
at this point, you're sniffling and sobbing like a baby. his hug was just an excuse to put his hands all over you, tugging at the chain on your neck to kiss your soft lips, grunting at the taste of you and holding you so tight your attempts to escape are comepletely futile.
"you'll be good for me. i know you will." he speaks almost like a truth to be told, as if he knows for sure that he is correct. his hands lingers on you, leaving no room for complaints.
creep.
soon, your days becomes longer. blurry. nights grow colder, lonesome. time morphs and you can't tell how much time has past. your chains rattle with each movement and the sound echoes. your paranoia worsens with time, lack of sleep draining you. are you... underground? not a single sound from the outside world, you have no idea what's going on outside this place. he comes and goes as he pleases, bringing with him food, toys for you, books to keep you entertained, little snacks if you're good ect.
it's strange. why's it so quiet?
like time has stopped. you're slowly starting to lose it. your mind wraps, twisting, becoming dependant on his visits, hoping he'd walk through that door any moment now. sometimes for his company out of sheer fear of being in this creepy dark place alone, sometimes just being hungry, thirsty and uncared for. there's nothing here but that damned broken bulp, a few books and stupid stuff to keep you busy, a small mattress on the dirty floor and loads and old, rusted, stuff from this cramped basement.
you're dependant on this creep, you can't survive without him. literally. and that's what he wants, for you to experience true, unwavering, love. for you to understand that no one's coming here to give you the time of their day but him, no one's gonna share their food with you, they don't know you're here and they don't care enough to come look for you.
"let that sink in..."
unfortunatrly it does. it sinks right into your heart. breaking whatever sanity you had left, forcing you closer and closer to him. it take abouts a while but you came along, like the wonderful darling he knew you'd be.
"those pitiful fools who you your 'loved' ones stopped looking for you, they gave up one you. they don't love you, you're the past to them. they moruned your passing and moved on with their lives. not me though, darling~ i'm here for you, i'll hold you, i'll love you, anything you want just let me know."
he says as his completely broken doll mindlessly larps on his cock, praising you for coming along so well, and doing your best, and being oh to good for him. his groans and whimpers echoing in the empty room, along with the wet noises of your mouth hugging his cock. in the matter of seconds he's already looking to bust his load in your mouth, holding your head down and making you gag over him. you don't fight it, you accept, open your mouth to show him, his love sauce in there, gulps it down like a delicious drink.
"adorable."
he pats your head as he murmurs, smiling the work of art before him: you. kneeled before him, all needy and dreary eyed, nut still on your tongue and spit on your palms and lips. those empty dolly eyes of yours and that dirty skimpy lacey dress that provides absolutely no coverage. a complete mess you are, a mess he loves to see.
That’s why he’s willing to wait for you, as long as it takes, until he can pound you into next week and stuff you full of cum. He’s willing to wait, that’s why he only buries himself to the hilt inside your welcoming heat and stays still, content with just basking in the glorious warmth of your insides. He’ll read a book, cuddle you to sleep, do whatever he can all while staying inside of you. Not moving, not thrusting, just… sharing a moment of intimacy, as he likes to call it.
Your insides squeeze his cock just about enough to make him notice while he reads, his response is to gently caress your leg, as if acknowledging your existence.
“Something wrong?” He asks, barely a hum as he speaks. You’re too scared to think, nervously clenching down on him even more, making him let out the softest grunt. “Speak, ___, I won’t bite.” You’re not entirely sure he won’t, so you remain quiet for another moment.
“I… I want to go to sleep now, please.” You say oh so meekly, he could laugh. He closes his book, setting it beside him on the sofa before putting his hands over your hips, they dig into the soft flesh of your sides, making you gasp.
“Why of course we can go to sleep, ___. Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I don’t want you to be tired.” Tortuously slow, he begins to lift your body up, away from his cock. Your insides clench around him, as if they don’t want to part. He grins. “Would you look at that? Your pretty cunt doesn’t want to let go of me. How… Filthy.” He murmurs, finally able to free himself. His cock coated in pre cum and your juices, you want earth to swallow you in that instant, both embarrassed and strangely aroused.
Your legs tremble as you go to your shared bed, you just want to curl up under the covers and forget all about your existence, disappear in a land of blissful dreams. You’ve earned your rest, or at least you think you have. You let out the smallest sigh of relief once your body finds the mattress, the bedsheets. And then your eyes open wide, in an instant. He parts your legs while on your side and slips himself right back in, without permission, without asking. He just does it.
“Uhm… Chrollo?” You murmur, again, too meek for his taste.
“Yes, dearest?” He says in a syrupy sweet voice, crooning, mocking.
“I… I just thought… Maybe you could, uhm, you know–” He grins, he knows what you want, but he won’t give it to you. Not if you don’t outwardly ask.
“Oh, you want me to move?” He says, and slowly pulls out, only leaving the tip inside. He grabs your jaw, locking you in place before slamming his hips back to meet yours. You choke a scream, the intrusion itself doesn’t hurt, by how much time he spends inside you your insides are already molded to fit his cock and his cock only. It’s the force, the way he’s suddenly fucking you like he hates you, and maybe he does, he hates how you’ve made him wait, how you pretend that you don’t feel good when as he plaps away your insides, ruining you. He does it for a good long while, just enough to make you cum. Then he stops, he buries himself back inside and holds you tight, pressing a kiss to the nape of your neck.
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Yandere!Professor who is the meanest fucking cunt to his darling.
Yandere!Professor who placed a target on your back the second you decided to point out a mistake in one of his presentations, the second you had the audacity to present proof of his mistake and correct him.
Yandere!Professor who is devilishly handsome. Tall and lean. Sharp eyes, straight nose, silky hair and predatory smile. Sleeves rolled up to show his forearms and a shiny, golden watch he wears proudly, a button of his shirts always undone a bit too low so a bit of his chest is on display.
Yandere!Professor who never wastes the chance to point out what's wrong with his darling in the most humilliating of ways. Who won't hesitate to make everybody turn to look at because they commited the sin of being wrong in front of him.
Yandere!Professor who's voice turns into the sweetest, most honeyed, condescending tone whenever he sees his darling on the verge of tears from his constant and ruthless mocking. "Aw, struck a nerve now? Poor thing, about to cry. I'm just trying to help you, sweetheart."
Yandere!Professor who turns particularly meaner whenever he sees you talking to another boy outside his class. Who will make you sit on the desk across from him so he can keep an eye on you, so he can help you, so he can mark territory.
Yandere!Professor who insists he's setting you back if you continue with your poor output in his class and bad behavior. Who is on the verge of setting you back just because he cannot stand the thought of you being free from his claws. Who is manipulating every situation and every grade you get so you think you're stupid.
Yandere!Professor who when thinking about you cycles between love and hate. He loves that you're beautiful, he hates that you're smart, he loves that you're so easy to poke fun at, he hates that your social circle is watching your back. He hates that he pumps his cock thinking of you almost every night.
Yandere!Professor who needs you to believe you're stupid, who needs you meek and tender and quiet. Who needs you to remain a quiet mouse around him, afraid to disturb the big, bad cat who will hunt you down and eat you.
Yandere!Professor who leans over your desk as he delivers a failing note once more, the nail in the coffin. If you don't come to an agreement, you will be held back. Who takes the chance to toy with a single strand of your hair as you stare at the failed quiz confused and hurt, twirling it around his long finger before tugging. "See you after class, little lady."
Yandere!Professor who's idea of flirting is making you cry. Inmature bastard.
Yandere!Professor who turns oh so sweet when you come crying to him so that he doesn't fail you. Who grins from ear to ear when you plead, almost on your knees, saying that you'll do anything to get at least the minimum passing grade. Drumming his fingers over his desk, as if he needs to consider what he wants you to do to get on his good side.
Yandere!Professor who has you in his home for a study session. Beautiful apartment with modest decoration and an air of tension. Once you step inside, you're in too deep to free yourself from his clutches.
Yandere!Professor who has you sprawled over the bed, clawing at the sheets as he dicks you down like he was born to do so. All of his frustration, his anger, his love poured over you with every snap of his hips. With every hit of his big, fat cock against your cervix.
Yandere!Professor who didn't even need to set you back. The humilliation of going to college pregnant enough to make you drop out of your dream degree. A shiny diamond ring on your finger with his name branded inside, and a matching band for him as well. Forever on his good side now.
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Yandere brother Shinsou who notices the cute younger person sitting on his bed. Yandere brother Shinsou who decides to approach easily instead of lashing out and getting mad at you. Yandere brother Shinsou who tells you to be quiet and pushes you into the pillow as he fingers you. Yandere brother Shinsou who finds you about to snitch on him and pulls you into a chokehold to drag you upstairs.Yandere brother Shinsou who ties you to his bedpost to eat you out. Shinsou who asks you to call him by his name during sex, and not his title.
“Please! Please don’t!” He held the phone above your head. Watching as you pathetically pulled against the grey restraints. “Keep denying me and ill have to send this little video to your professor.” You fell silent. Closing your mouth and posting your eyes to the floor.
“Good kitty.” His smirk softened to a grin. “Now tell me you love me. Tell me that you want me as a boyfriend and not just a brother.” You spit at him, watching closely as your spit trailed down from his brow to his bottom lip. One midnight purple eye glared down at you. Causing you to shrink back. “I thought you promised to not act like a brat today. Looks like you’re gonna have to learn a lesson. Shame really.” He said pensively. He licked the top of his teeth in concentration.
“I was hoping to spare your mother the pain of your kidnapping. But, I need to be the only one you rely on. I’m sure she’ll understand.”
🔷Cw🔷 Incest, Stepdest, psudeoincest, Noncon, manipulation, cream pie
•Yandere stepbrother Shinsou pinning you missionary style to the bed and begging till he cries for you to cum on his cock. To cum with him. To cum before him. Anything. He wants to feel your essence drip sweetly down his cock as he drills so well into you. And he wont stop, he can’t. He’ll clean you up nicely when he’s done. Asking you so sweetly not to tell mum and dad that he’s the one who caused the creamy white liquid to pool at your heels where you stand.•
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yandere piercer! who of course pierces your pretty pussy to show ownership 😖
thinking about how he puts his pretty little doe-eyed angel under anesthesia and strap down all your limbs, he doesn't need you kicking or fusing. he is gentle and takes good care of you, choosing a pretty diamond jewelry just for you. he may or may not have pierced your nipples and belly button as well lol
your body to him is the perfect canvas, for only him to manipulate and toy with. and of course he's pierced down there as well so his baby's gotta match with him! when youre awake your head is throbbing and your body feels weird... he'll be there to coe at you
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Beekeeper!Yandere x His Favorite Queen Bee Hybrid!Reader
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who, on the first day of his new job, receives you to care for from his mentor so he can start his own honey production and is immediately smitten with you. Just one look at your dignified yet adorable face, lavish curves, and the cute antenna bopping on your head, and he is done for! Can't even listen to his mentor's instructions and how to care for such a delicate being like you. Still, Yan knows deep down, coming from his very soul, that he'll always make sure you are well-cared for.
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who knows he has to put you into a hive so you can rule, grow your swarm, and produce honey, but he'd much rather keep you by his side, too scared to leave you outside alone. What if someone takes advantage of you? You're way too cute to sleep alone in your hive; it's much safer and more comfortable inside his home! Surely you prefer sleeping in his bed rather than your hive webs, don't you? Don't you?
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who only reluctantly leads you outside by the hand once you start getting restless and unhappy, trying to build a hive inside his house but failing miserably. Seeing you happy and buzzing around your real home makes his heart throb painfully. He wishes he could see the same reaction when you were in the safety of his house with him. But love is a double-edged sword as he also can't help but feel excited for you as you make the hive your home, content and happy as a bee!
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who gets so terribly jealous over the other hybrids swarming and hugging you, wishing to be ruled by you as is their nature. You look at all of them as if they are precious to you, and Yan can't help but notice that you never looked at him like this. It becomes especially bitter when he can't even reach you anymore as the other bees try to protect and shield you, so he can't even take you home with him anymore and has to literally tear you out of the hive despite your protests.
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who is breathing heavily from a panic attack as he realizes what he has done, hugging you closely to his chest while the drones hammer against the windows and doors to his house, demanding their queen to be released. He is fighting with himself while chaos reigns outside, but when he finally looks down at you, your adorable, confused face asking what is wrong, he realizes he can't stop nature, even though his feelings for you are too strong. He wants you all to himself, needs you even. But so does your swarm. Without you, they'll suffer, and his dream of beekeeping will end sooner than anyone expected just because of his selfishness. Yes, he could take care of you for the rest of your life, but he also knows from his training that he'd only hurt you by depriving you of your swarm. So he lets you go back to your hive and swarm, watching you as you buzz around with them happily. You're not a pet to keep, even though he wishes he could, but he swears that he'll find a way to bind you to him, no matter what.
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who still takes you outside the hive every day for walks. Who shows you the flowers he planted for you, the fields growing every day as he keeps adding on to it, making every one of his bees very happy! He always waits for you to smell the flowers and share your opinion eagerly, his heart melting when you smile and thank him for his hard work. Your smile and happiness are more important to him than the fact that he's not supposed to interfere so much in your life. He feeds you special treats and watches as you enjoy them, wiping the crumbs off your lips and licking them from his fingers, always tasting a hint of honey from you and telling you how good of a queen you are, praising you every time you tell him about what you did all day while he wasn't there (but watching every one of your moves).
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who can't help but silence you with a kiss every time you want to tell him about your upcoming flight to find drones to mate with. Who makes your face heat up with the intensity of said kiss and leaves a trail of smooches down your neck and shoulder until you're pressing your legs together and ask him to stop bashfully. Every time, he chuckles and teases you with a gentle bite, and tells you to postpone the flight. You seem unwell and shouldn't leave the hive until you are completely fit and tell him when the time comes. But that's been five times already!
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who answers your questions about your upcoming mating session seriously, telling you to sit on his lap and grinds you against him as he explains the steps of "mating" and how scary these male hybrids can be, fighting over you and being rough with your body. Completely different from him, who'd be gentle and sweet with you, taking time until you are ready and providing you with as much seed as you need for your whole life. He's honest and patient with you; wouldn't you rather it be with your keeper than some scary stranger who doesn't care about you?
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who takes years until he expands his business to a lucrative size, never treating his other bees with quite as much dedication as he does, you. But he quickly gains prestige for his excellent honey and is invited to conferences to speak about beekeeping and honey production, taking you with him and showcasing you as his prized queen bee. You are a little uncomfortable with the crowds, but Yan never lets you out of his sight, always having his arm around you and holding you close so no one has the stupid idea of touching you or even talking to you without his supervision. No one is good enough to interact with his beloved hybrid.
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who stops other queens from bullying you when they notice how much preferential treatment you get from their keeper. Since you are getting older, they think it's their turn to be the favorite, but instead of letting you fight it out with them, Yan makes you watch as he puts those other queens brutally back in their place. You've never seen him treat anyone this aggressively, making them bleed and cry, fury in his eyes as he screams at them about how dare they even utter these words in your direction and that they will never be good enough to replace you.
❥ Beekeeper!Yan, who comes back to you after beating up the other bees, bloodstained as he coos and consoles you, telling you he'll never replace you. That nothing and no one can ever take your place and that you are his most special bee, his beloved, prized queen, the most beautiful and important one in all of the hives. You shiver as he hugs you, rubbing your back reassuringly, telling you that he thinks you two will be busy making new queens from now on as the other ones aren't quite up to the task and are too fragile for the swarms. Brushing away the tears of fear from your face, he tells you that he'll always make sure you are happy and cared for, just like he promised when he received you from his mentor.
Bring your pet to work day, but it's the ten foot tall bunny monster man in a gimp mask thinking he qualifies
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"I don't think it's a good idea, Rascal."
The rabbit desperately points at the sparkly collar strapped around its neck, claws tickling the tag bodly presenting its name.
"Just because you see yourself as my pet doesn't mean my coworkers will do the same. You're more man than you are rabbit.
Its teeth click in a guttural hiss- mewls akin to a heartbroken wail following suit as they brush their nose against your cheek. He coos, the zipper of his mask drawn as they lap at your skin. Its tongue is like sandpaper.
"Acting cute isn't going to save you this time. The ceilings at my job are pretty low as is. Plus, I'm pretty sure all the pets are required to be able to fit in a cage."
The rabbit bashfully kicks at the floorboards, a web of drool trickling down his mask. He seems pleased with that idea.
"I'm not putting you in a cage, Rascal."
Just how many times do you plan on breaking their heart today?
