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Son who loves sex with his dad after years of conditioning, completely convinced that its normal to crave his daddys cock and to associate groping with love

This obsession grows to where he even gropes and touches dad in public who is desperately trying not to let the secret between them get out

along comes son. he can see the lines of stress in dad’s face and is immediately itching to help him out, to ease some of that tension. so he nestles between dad’s legs and starts sucking on his soft dick. it takes a bit for dad to actually wake up and realize what’s going on.

✦ Warning: sexual content, manipulation, young marriage, mention of child, jealousy, breeding kink, unprotected sex, powerful wife.

✦ Tagging list: @kthehoeforfictionalmen ★

✦ Divider credits: @cafekitsune ★ @bernardsbendystraws ★

✦ MASTERLIST

Yandere Queen who is the daughter of a powerful nobleman, so she was engaged to you when you were still children, you two got married very young.

Yandere Queen who has been in love (obsessed) with you since you two were children and her love for you has not diminished over the years you have been married on the contrary it has grown terrifyingly.

Yandere Queen who is a member of the royal council by your order (she convinced you) and has great power to displease the men of the council, she makes sure to support you by standing up to the men of the council when they become bold.

Yandere Queen who has a son with you a 5 years old boy who is your spitting image so she spoils him too much (she can't help it he is so sweet and looks so much like you) making sure that he is given the treatment he deserves as crown prince.

Yandere Queen who despite seeming like a kind and calm woman has sent her servants to kill maids and even noble ladies who tried to seduce you or have something with you (she won't allow any woman to be your lover, no.)

Yandere Queen who convinces you to have another child, claiming that her son needs a brother and that another heir to the empire is indispensable, which leads you to end up making love every night.

You are in your chambers barely lit by candlelight, your sweaty bodies softly shining as she bounces on your cock wrapping her arms around your neck rubbing her nose against your sweaty jaw, she completely enjoys the moment as your hands grip her hips helping her move.

“My loving husband... please don't stop, I feel so good right now...”

She trails kisses down your jaw and tugs her fingers into your damp hair giving firm tugs that make your scalp tingle and you can't help but let out a groan, she gasps against your cheek as your cock hits her poor cervix particularly hard, your fingers dig into her hips hard and she's sure you'll have bruises on her soft skin tomorrow just thinking about it excites her even more.

“Your majesty, put your baby in my belly please! I want it so bad...”

She hears your labored breathing as you help her bounce harder on your cock, up and down, up and down... she feels the familiar knot forming in her lower stomach, her swollen pussy squeezing your fat cock as you pound into her mercilessly, she holds you tight as she cums, her juices wet the sheets beneath you and the feeling of her convulsing pussy sends you over the edge, she moans as ropes of your warm cum fill her fertile womb, you stay hugging for a while until she breaks the silence by digging her nails into your back.

✦ Warning: obsession, forced marriage (mentioned), soft yandere?

✦ Tagging list: @kthehoeforfictionalmen ★ @dreamlessnight ★ @riawrld ★ @darkuni63 ★ @minshookie29 ★

✦ Divider credits: @cafekitsune ★ @bernardsbendystraws ★

✦ A/N: This is very short but I didn't want to leave you abandoned without publishing anything, in a week I will go on vacation and I will be able to upload more things and be more active. I hope you like it despite everything, take care of yourselves ♡

✦ MASTERLIST

Yandere King who ascended to the throne after his three older brothers were murdered under mysterious circumstances, leaving him as the sole candidate for the throne (no, he didn't kill them... okay?).

Yandere King who reluctantly (and thanks to much insistence from the council) organizes a party at the palace with all the kingdom's nobles just to find him an ideal wife and queen.

Yandere king who isn't at all interested in the annoying and arrogant daughters of even more annoying and arrogant nobles; he makes a huge effort not to roll his eyes every time one of them opens her mouth (annoying rabble).

Yandere king who gets excited and fascinated when he sees you, the daughter of a wealthy merchant, standing in a corner, your hair beautifully up and adorned with pearls, matching your elegant, silky dress, fitted in just the right places, not at all exaggerated and pompous like the dresses of the other women around him, who look more like clowns.

Yandere King who walks away from the horde of women surrounding him, ignoring their whimpers and attempts to get him to stay, approaches you with a firm step. When he stands in front of you, you make a reference only for him to ask you in a serious voice.

“What's your name?”

Yandere King who nods curtly when you tell him your name before leaving as quickly as he arrived, only to retreat from everyone's sight by leaning against the wall of the empty hallway, one of his hands over his madly beating heart. Yes, you will be his.

Yandere King who is scolded by his advisors the next day for leaving the dance without notice, but he curtly silences them before announcing that he has already found his wife and queen. When he calls your name, the advisors aren't very happy, believing there are young women from more important, influential, and beneficial families for the kingdom. But they fall silent when he slams his hands on the table and says in a disdainful voice:

“You dare compare your future queen to that insignificant rabble? Do you want to die?!”

Yandere King who ends up getting his way and a month later marries you in a luxurious ceremony unlike any other seen in the kingdom (only the best for his queen). During the banquet, you are by his side, adorned in a beautiful wedding dress and sparkling jewels. You are undoubtedly the image of beauty.

Yanderes react when their readers are as obsessed as they are?

✦ Tagging list: @kthehoeforfictionalmen ★ @dreamlessnight ★ @riawrld ★ @darkuni63 ★ @minshookie29 ★ @rosey1981 ★ @thejadevvitch ★ @jellystar-star ★ @sparklystrawberrycloud ★

✦ MASTERLIST ⚠️Alert Yandere Reader⚠️

Yandere Sugar Daddy Link

Did he die? No? So why is he in paradise?... OK, seriously, this scenario would be this man's dream. He's COMPLETELY obsessed with Reader, and her being equally OBSESSED with him drives him crazy (and arouses him🙄).

This man will revel in your outbursts of rage and jealousy. He'd take you to work with him at his company just to see you upset when his secretary (whom he hired just to annoy you) starts flirting with him shamelessly. (He might play along a little, you know, to see you even more upset.) Bonus points if you attack his secretary. He wouldn't get upset. On the contrary, he'd lean on his desk, crossing his arms over his chest, and encouraging you with a big smile while you grab his secretary's hair.

“That's it, sexy girl. Hit her harder. Are you going to let her flirt with your man so shamelessly? No, right?”

Yandere Dilf Link

This man is happy, although he'd prefer if you didn't do anything too extreme (like kill someone). Please, dear, let him get his hands dirty for you! Just take care of his babies and he'll be happy :) This man loves you SO MUCH, almost worshipping you like a goddess or something superhuman. In his eyes, you NEVER do anything wrong. Everyone else around you is guilty, but never you.

Unlike a Yandere Sugar Daddy, this man wouldn't be happy with your angry, jealous, or violent outbursts. But don't think he's going to treat you badly or blame you for them. Of course not. He'll blame the cause of your jealousy, no matter who it is: a friend, a coworker, a neighbor, his sisters, a random girl who talked to him—it doesn't matter. He'll take care of the problem and calm your jealousy because he hates seeing you upset, frustrated, or uncomfortable, especially around children.

“Calm down, honey, calm down... what's bothering you? Who's bothering you? Tell me and I'll make sure the bother goes away... just don't get upset or angry, honey, think about the children.”

Yandere Queen Link

She's happy! Gods, she'll blush a lot and might cry a little! She was worried you'd hate her for her... less-than-appropriate tendencies with other people (especially women) who get close to you, but she's relieved to know you have methods just as unethical as hers. You'll be a big, happy family!

She adores you and her children very much. Even though she knows her attitude is wrong, she wouldn't hide her tendencies from her children (as she would if reader weren't a yandere). Although she wouldn't directly push them to be yanderes, she would still tell her children how much she loves her reader and how much reader loves her. Even if at some point they had to get rid of someone, destroy families, or poison someone, this is THEIR fairy tale and NO ONE can get in the way, unless they want a cruel death, of course.

The morning was especially cold today, the breeze flew past you causing you to freeze in place. Your eyebrows furrowed, a big frown on your face remembering why you were in this predicament.

Yan!Bully video called you earlier, something about not trusting you to dress cute enough to be seen with him in public. 

Your face heated red from embarrassment the entire time as he watched you intently through the screen. Forcing you to change into different low cut tops and progressively shorter skirts in front of him.

Unbeknownst to you he was palming at his bulge just off camera. “Mhmm, that's the one.” Even through the screen you squirmed under his predatory eyes. 

“You can't be serious.” Your relentless tugging at the skirt only got it just over your ass.

“I am sweets,” He had you pull the neckline of the tank top so low it really only covered up your bra. 

“And in fact, roll it up.” You pouted but did it anyway. Folding the waistband down on itself, making the already low rise cut even lower. But at least– 

“Ah, you know that's not what I meant.” Your face burned you couldn't even make eye contact long enough for him to see you glaring. You pulled it up back where the waist originally sat, fully exposing the bottom of your ass.

“Spin.” you did.

He chuckled, without even looking up you knew he had that awful grin. “Perfect. I'll see you in a bit.” 

Yan!Bully ended the call dropping his phone to look down his muscular frame and straight down to his impressively large, straining bulge–he'd have to take care of that in the shower.

At least there weren't many people on campus this early; you speed walk through the quiet library floor into the isolated corner you often met.

“There she is.” He wrapped his large arms around your waist, grabby hands wandering onto your ass, giving it a firm squeeze. You let him pull you down onto his lap, his body immediately surrounding yours. 

Arms snaked under yours, one crossing over your chest and palm resting heavy at the base of your neck; the other wrapped around your waist, hand petting the inside your upper thigh–“C’mon, it's due tonight.”

When Yan!Bully wasn’t getting off to your humiliation–publicly, or privately–he was physically possessive; keeping you trapped under or between his heavy weight.

Not even half an hour passed when you’re flung mid-air, shoved off his lap onto the table. You reflexively brace yourself against it, careful not to fall onto your laptop. Bent over the table, kneeling on the chair, with him in between your thighs; this was a new position.

The sliver of fabric for a skirt bunched up around your waist, your entire bottom half in full view to anyone behind you. You yelp and fall onto the table as the sharp, reverberating slap hits your ass.

And another. And another. And another. And one more, in quick succession but just as hard as the first time .

He pressed into it in a massaging motion, although, too hard to be anything other than a bruising pain to you. “Aww, it's even more red than your face.” he cooed. 

Your eyes glazed over, trembling in place. Spanking, clearly he was mad at you.

His lips pressed deep against the side of your left ass, a layer of saliva left behind with a mhwaa~ 

Teeth immediately took the place of his lips, your back arched tight as he pulled your face towards him by a palm over your mouth–you screamed into it, teeth breaking skin. His tongue circled around the bite, liking the small pools of blood coming out at each tooth's indent. 

You slumped forward–face down, ass up–a layer of sweat surrounded you, “I-I didn’t even do anything wrong…” you mumbled out through pouted lips, teary eyes and furrowed brows looking at him over your shoulder.

A weight on your lower back forced your back to arch deeper, your knees at full extension supporting your own weight couldn’t also accommodate him resting his face and arms onto you. His condensing grin was mocking you, “Walking around with your ass out isn’t “doing anything wrong?””

“You’re so–! Mmhm!” you bit down on your bottom lip repressing the scream, the moan, in your throat.

Your panties wedged themselves into your folds, into your ass causing them to spill out on either side–a hard, upwards tug straining and grinding on every part in between. 

He laughed.

He gasped.

Yan!Bully instantly turned towards the sound. A random male student, red in the face as blood gushed to his head, down his neck, and…his eyes darkened.

“Sorry!” The student ripped his eyes from the site and promptly disappeared down the corner into the hallway of shelves.

You hid your face in your palms trying to disappear into the table. He wrapped his arms around you pulling you back into his lap and pinching your cheek, “Aww are you embarrassed?” he teased.

You didn’t say anything, opting to open your laptop and ignore him.

Bloodied face dragged down the brick wall, skinning the surface on it. Yan!Bully stood above him, watching, as he slumped onto the ground. Unconscious? For sure. Dead? Maybe. That’ll teach him for looking at you.

notes: just getting this out of my head, any spelling mistakes plz let me know:) warnings: fatphobia, dacryphilia, toxic dynamics, not much is said about the reader but hates the yandere.

Yandere!Bully who looked at you with disgust after coming back from vacation.

"What the hell happened to you?"

✦ Well, I have a few ideas coming to mind about this scenario but I'll pick one for now.

✦ Warning: yandere, violence, blood, breeding, dirty talk , naive reader.

✦ MASTERLIST

Yandere cowboy who works for your father for a while now. He's one of his most trusted workers and your father isn't the type to trust many people.

He always does jobs here and there on the ranch helping to put up wire fences so cattle don't escape, looking for cattle when they enter other lands, threatening neighboring ranchers when they don't want to return cows or sheep.

In his defense, they deserve a bullet in the head for trying that shit with him.

But the job he likes the most is taking care of you, the beautiful and naive daughter of his boss. He simply fell in love with you since he saw you for the first time a few years ago.

You were all pretty behind your father in that flowery dress, cowboy boots, your braided hair... and how can we forget your cute tits.

Tits he thought about that same night as he masturbated, his calloused hand wrapped around his hard member as he rubbed vigorously imagining you looking up at him with your big eyes as you ride him your tits bouncing on his face it's so good he ends up cumming all over his hand.

You are indeed a pretty little thing all smiles and ignorant of the world and people's intentions. Raised and protected by your father kept under his wing for far too long after all you are his only daughter.

It's inevitable that he ends up threatening and beating to death your countless suitors who shamelessly approach you believing they have a chance, no fucking way will it happen. not on his watch.

He simply corners them away from your sight and beats them mercilessly, he gives them a hard punch his knuckles impact their nose with a loud crunch he doesn't stop as the man falls to the floor with a broken nose.

Of course not.

He beats them until his fists are bruised and the man's face is covered in blood with a broken nose, teeth knocked out and eyes swollen he grabs them by the collar of their shirts as he growls.

“Stay away from her or i assure you this will be nothing compared to what I'll do to you, buddy”

The one who tries to make himself as presentable as possible so you won't get suspicious when he comes back to you.

He knows everything he does is worth it when you show all worried for him grabbing his calloused hands in yours, looking at his bruised knuckles asking him if he's okay with that worried tone that makes his cock hard inside his pants.

He ends up asking you to “comfort” him a little like he taught you. You both end up in the barn with him leaning you on hay bales, his hands undoing his belt and zipper before pulling down his pants along with his boxers that get caught on his knees.

Then he lifts your dress as you whine about the hay stinging your ass, he just pats your thigh to shut you up as his fingers pull down your panties, he hisses when he sees your pussy he moves his thick fingers closer inspecting your wet entrance.

“God you're so wet, for someone who acts so sweet you're a bit of a slut aren't you doll?”

He arches an eyebrow when you shake your head shyly at his words murmuring an embarrassed "I'm not..." he lets out a laugh that rumbles from deep within his chest his thick fingers don't stop moving thrusting into your hot pussy your walls squeeze his fingers like hell.

He grabs his member unable to resist any longer he uses your wetness to lubricate his cock and slide inside you, both of you let out a moan of pleasure you from the delicious stretch and him from feeling your walls throb around him he murmurs.

“What a tight fucking pussy you have so hungry for my fat cock baby doll.”

He moves his hips hard his heavy balls slap against your ass and his pubic hair scrapes deliciously against your pussy, your juices forming a creamy circle at the base of his cock as your nails dig into his muscled belly for support, his moans combined and the loud wet sound of his cock pounding into your pussy fills the barn.

“You're about to cum aren't you baby doll? Fuck–of course you're about to cum your pussy is getting so tight right now I think you want to rip my cock off.”

His hands tighten their grip on your waist and you just mumble stupidly wrapping your legs tightly around his waist your boots dig into his ass as you cum letting out a high pitched moan your eyes roll back in your head from the intense pleasure, he growls thrusting into you hard chasing his own orgasm that doesn't take long to come.

With one last thrust he thrusts deep inside you, stopping his movements and letting his semen explode, flooding your interior with its swimmers. Who knows, maybe today will be the day when his seed finally takes root inside you. He would be the best father, the best husband and the best successor for your father. Your father will also see it that way. Because it would be a shame to have to kill him, after all, they are almost family, right..?

Ok, I can't stop thinking about a farmer x a city girl.

✦ Warning: yandere,smut, forced breeding, noncon.

✦ MASTERLIST

She who is a city girl who studies in a good university, has a nice car, a nice house and a bright future.

She who goes to the countryside every year because her grandfather lives there and she takes advantage of her vacations to go see her favorite grandfather.

She who during one of those visits and when she is on the porch meets the sexy farmer who helps her grandfather with what he needs, she who stays looking at him longer than necessary, absorbing his firm figure and admiring his muscular forearms visible thanks to the rolled up sleeves of his blue shirt that accentuate his sun-tanned skin, his serious brown eyes with long eyelashes and his sexy jaw covered by a short beard...

She who wakes up from her daydream when he says in a thick and firm voice to get out of the way because she is blocking his way and only then she notices the shopping bags in his big hands so she moves awkwardly letting him enter the house.

She who walks into the house while she can't help but think he's a grumpy, rude jerk, she who walks into the kitchen and sees the man leaving the bags on the counter while he talks to his grandfather who smiles when he sees her and formally introduces them.

She who greets him with a sullen nod still offended by his previous attitude while he greets her back in kind while the grandfather rambles on about his favorite granddaughter and how you're so cute, smart and extraordinary... she who notices him silently scoffing at the words of his grandfather who says he'll happily go get the album with your photos from when you were a baby.

She who when they're alone asks him in an annoyed voice what's so funny only for him to reply in a mocking voice something like "I don't think it's very smart to come to the countryside in heels and those clothes... rather I think it's something extraordinarily stupid."

She who gets annoyed by his mocking tone and his sneering look at her shorts and tank top, and she tells him that this is a free country and he can wear whatever he wants and if he doesn't like it he can tear his eyes out.

She who gets even more annoyed when he laughs as he puts the last of his canned soup away in the cupboard, and puts the plastic bags away in a drawer, then approaches her and says in a mocking voice "Why tear my eyes out when I can do something much better... like tear your clothes off?"

She who doesn't know how she ended up pinned face down on the kitchen counter with her shorts and panties caught around her ankles as his fat cock abuses her wet, rubbery pussy, her walls sucking and sucking his cock as if they wanted to get him deeper while one of his calloused hands covers her mouth tightly preventing her moans from escaping.

She who rolls her eyes when he uses his free hand to tightly grab a handful of her hair tilting her head back and sending waves of pain and pleasure to her swollen pussy as he makes her teary eyes look into his dilated eyes.

She who whimpers sharply into his hand as he thrusts hard into her and gets close to her ear and says things like "Such a good girl, just one good fuck was all it took to get rid of your attitude huh?" or "Let daddy turn you into an honest girl, what are those slutty clothes you wear? No. There won't be any more of that for you."

She feels her body shake and her toes tense as his cock hits that spot inside her over and over again making her see stars and causing her orgasm to wash over her and her pussy to tighten around his cock and he growls at the delicious sensation moving his hips harder chasing her orgasm before giving a few more thrusts and staying still deep inside her flooding her insides with his warm semen while she stays limp on the cold counter so fucked that she can't think about anything not even the fact that she's not taking birth control.

The one who can't help but squeeze you with his weight, his chest on your back while his fingers move a strand of hair stuck to your sweaty forehead and whispers in your ear with a dark voice that shivers "You know it's time to settle down, I'm not getting any younger and I want to have at least 8 children, but don't worry honey we have plenty of time to do it... after all you're not going anywhere."

Now with a part 2 <3

Good news: You landed your dream job! Bad news: Your coworkers are fucking insane.

CW: Yanderes, workplace harassment, possessiveness, implied stalking, power dynamics, dubcon touching

You hadn't expected a job like this to come so easily.

It really had been a dream job from the moment you laid eyes on the job posting, and they'd even offered you better during the interview! They'd even thrown in an extra sign on bonus! You couldn't believe your luck. You were finally going places.

Really, how could you say no?

Nerd Reader with Yandere Cheerleaders and Football Players

A nerdy reader fits right in between the cheerleaders and football team

They already have a dossier on your internet activity and outspoken interests of course they’d catch on pretty quickly

using that even more to secure the spot with you

“Hey (Y/n) I got to the third chapter of TWST that plot twist is insane.”

“What plot twist, I felt like it was all pretty straight forward for that chapter.”

“Oh the part where he used to be chubby! Could’ve fooled me! Bet he got some work done.”

“Like you did Catherine?”

“On second thought he probably just got rejected one too many times and just couldn’t handle not working out every day like you Andres!”

It’s like this every time

Both teams are one-upping the other with their knowledge of whatever’s got your attention now

Even if you spring it on them in conversation, they still hope to get you rambling away about it for as long as possible

After all they’re all just adoring of your dilated pupils and speedy rants

Even if they genuinely couldn’t care less about the game or series you’re so fond of

And just how nice is it that you get to take two whole clueless teams by the hand and get them immersed in the world you love

Which leads them to their next great idea–cosplay

Going gaga for prime crush material? Not to worry

You’ve got two teams with plenty of Mommy and Daddy’s money to share between them to dress up and maybe even get work done to match the characters you oh so adore

“Yoohoo (Y/n) lookie here…do I look familiar, by any chance?”

“OMGOMGOMGOMG Sateriasis Venomania!?!?!”

“Bingo! How do you like it? Remember my mom’s tailor made this for me…do I look good?

“Look good?! You look amazing!! Can I get a picture?”

“Sure thing, babe as long as you send it to me too.”

“Of course!!”

Their competition gets so intense some poor freshman of the cheerleading and football take it the hardest

Shaping their whole look and personality their on out based on your kin

Of course their captains will let them trample over one another to demonstrate their affections and let you fawn over them

“Poor poor rookies…do you ever feel bad that they haven’t caught on to the real strat, to get their attention?”

“Nah, if they can’t wise up, that’s not my fault.”

“Hmm that’s what I thought too….anyway (Y/n) you ready for our weekly play throughs? I’m just dying to get my hands on those new cards!”

“Oh yeah, coming!”

Be assured that they’re going to use this lovely trait of yours to wriggle into your heart and maybe while your busy gushing you’ll find space for them  

Who are they kidding they will be making space whether you want it or not