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Yandere!Playboy x Yearner!Reader

During your college years, PreYandere!Playboy was the undisputed king of the campus social scene, a textbook Playboy who treated hearts like disposable toys. PreYandere!Playboy slept with almost every girl in his orbit, but PreYandere!Playboy established a cruel, unspoken rule when it came to you: he would never touch you. Whenever you tried to confess your genuine feelings, he would openly mock you in front of his friends, turning your vulnerability into a spectator sport. "You? Please. You're not my type, not even close," he’d laugh, tossing his arm around a random girl he’d met five minutes prior.

Yet, PreYandere!Playboy completely weaponized your unrequited love to make you his personal servant. He kept you at his absolute beck and call. You were the one staying up until 4:00 AM completing his midterms, writing his essays, and doing his group projects while he was out partying. He would text you a blunt, demanding message, "Need the finance paper by tomorrow, don't mess it up." and you would do it, completely starved for even a shred of his validation. PreYandere!Playboy bullied you constantly for being so pathetic, yet he took everything you gave him without a single ounce of gratitude.

The true tragedy was that your feelings didn't vanish when the graduation caps were thrown. You entered the corporate world still hopelessly hooked on him, carrying the heavy, exhausting weight of that college-era yearning. For the first year after graduation, you still answered his late-night texts, still listened to him complain about his shallow flings, and still allowed yourself to be his emotional safety net while he continued to ignore your worth.

The change happened slowly, then all at once. The exhaustion of adulthood finally overtook the romanticized delusion of your college years. You started working at a new firm, making your own money, and meeting entirely new circles of people who actually treated you with basic human respect. For the first time in your life, you went out for drinks with coworkers who listened when you spoke, and you realized just how starved for genuine connection you had actually been.

The first time you left him on "Read" wasn't even a grand statement; you were simply too busy enjoying a dinner with friends to care about his text. When you checked your phone hours later and saw his usual, low-effort message ("Bored, what are you doing?"), A strange wave of apathy washed over you. You didn't reply. You locked your phone and went to sleep. Within a month, leaving his messages on Read or entirely unscrolled on Delivered became your new normal.

Your silence completely shatters PreYandere!Playboy sense of reality. For years, his entire ego was built on the absolute certainty that no matter how badly he treated you, no matter who he slept with, you would always be waiting in the wings, hopelessly in love with him. You were his anchor. The moment he realizes his text messages are staying on Read for days at a time, a terrifying, ugly panic claws its way into his chest.

Yandere!Playboy lifestyle completely loses its flavor. He goes out to clubs, but he spends the entire night staring at his phone, waiting for three typing dots that never appear. He tries to hook up with random people to prove he doesn't care, but he finds himself completely numb, utterly furious that you are the one successfully moving on. His arrogant, cocky facade completely breaks down, mutating into a desperate, obsessive hyper-fixation. He didn't want you when you were at his feet, but now that you are walking away, he is realizing you are the only person who ever truly mattered.

Because you aren't answering his phone calls, Yandere!Playboy resorts to stalking your new life. One rainy evening, as you step out of your office building, chatting and laughing with a new coworker, you freeze. Standing by the curb, completely drenched and staring at you with a wild, hollow look in his eyes, is him. He doesn't look like the polished, arrogant campus king anymore; he looks unhinged, desperate, and deeply dangerous.

for someone who made sure to make it known to you how stupid your idea was, he sure as hell was indulging in it a lot more than he should. maybe that was just the perk of being someone he deeply cared for and loved. you were surprised he even agreed, although a bit (lot) begrudgingly and slightly (highly) embarrassed, considering it involved something more aquatic… but you weren't going to back down. you were delighted.

and you think, out of all the times you had sex with your boyfriend, this had to be the best moment yet. matter of fact, in your mind, you were already plotting how you could convince him to try this out with you again.

your eyes rolled backward, body violently twitching as you felt an orgasm rip out of you for… who knew what. you had lost count. your own voice had started to sound foreign to yourself, your pitch unusually high as something thick bullied your insides relentlessly. it felt strange when large appendages wrapped around your body. there were two that wrapped around your thighs, keeping them open. one wrapped tightly around your arms, keeping you restrained, and another, which was currently still thrusting into you despite just bringing you to climax.

its texture was slimy and soft, but even so, it brought tremendous pleasure with its firm movements, and when the suction cups present on the appendage would momentarily grip onto your gummy walls before detaching.

through your bleary gaze, you blinked as your eyes tried to focus on the figure in front of you, who was responsible for your predicament. at that moment, the appendage that was nestled deeply into your pussy started pistoning at a faster pace. your eyes widened as your body squirmed, feeling another orgasm near. you closed your eyes, feeling your jaw slacken as your moans came out even louder. “...zul… azul!!!” you cried out.

the said male, who was watching you quietly up until this point, scoffed, an annoying, but stupidly attractive smirk making its way onto his lips. “after you pleaded so earnestly for this moment, won’t it be more appropriate if you took what i decided to offer?” he asked.

you didn’t plead for shit. if you weren't so lost in the current feeling, when another one of his arms squeezed the flesh of your breasts, you might have felt a bit enraged. the nerve of him to sound so confident and obnoxious, as if the majority of the time he wasn't the one under you, whining so beautifully as you sank onto his cock in his human form. it’s not like he was doing any better than you in the first place, when, through your occasional moments where your gaze wasn’t so blurry, you caught onto how his now dark skin was flushed a shade of purple. you didn't miss the way his lips were slightly parted, either, and how his eyebrows were furrowed upward as he tried to appear he had some kind of composure, unlike you. 

after all, an octopus’s arms were incredibly sensitive, so you doubted it was any different from when his cock was thrusted deep into your guts, especially whenever your walls clenched tightly around his appendage, forcing out a hiss from his throat.

“nnh…!?” the appendage that had been latching onto your breast and squeezing had finally let go. but what you didn’t expect was for azul to have it inching toward your pussy, where one was already wriggling relentlessly inside of you. realizing what he intended to do, your eyes widened in alarm as you opened your mouth to protest. but you had barely managed to get a few words out before an appendage was sliding into your mouth, while you felt your pussy stretch even further.

fine, then. let him enjoy this moment. he’ll get what’s coming to him when it’s your turn to have your hands on him.

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By an unfortunate twist of fate—and your boyfriend’s carelessness—he ended up mixing ingredients that definitely shouldn’t have been used together. The result? A slightly over-the-top explosion, a very angry Professor Crewel, and of course, your boyfriend affected by the smoke, which, to add to his suffering, didn’t leave him in a very… sober state.

# CHARACTERS: Ace Trappola, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto.

# A/N: okay, Azul’s part got longer than I wanted, but ughhh I just love writing abt him 😞

ACE TRAPPOLA

Even though it hadn’t been anything too serious, you went to his side as soon as he decided he could get down onto the bed by himself, even though he was visibly dizzy.

“It’s all your fault, Deuce—if you had just listened to me—” Ace froze the moment his vision became a little less blurry, his eye twitching when his brain finally processed the image.

Not Deuce. A girl. A girl.

You startled at how harshly he yanked his arm away, shrinking back on the bed as if you had burned him with hot coals. “Ace, what the—”

“I’m taken! Who do you think you are, touching me like this, huh!?” He had never wished so badly for Deuce to be nearby to save him from that possible misunderstanding. What would you think of him if you saw him with a girl touching him so casually!?

You tilted your head to the side, confused by his behavior for a few seconds, until you remembered it could be the smoke’s effect, since his face was still flushed.

“Look, I’m warning you, my girlfriend is going to kill you—and then kill me too, but that doesn’t matter! She’s going to kill you if you keep leaning all over me like that!”

You sighed. It was going to be a long afternoon.

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