Local Yandere's looking for love

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Fandoms list

Something's wrong with Sunny Day Jack

Dachabo

See thru need a friend

My Dear Hatchet Man

John Doe+

14 Days with You

Pinewood Island

Our Life: Beginning and always

Stardew Valley

Monsters (not really a fandom just a general tag for some good old monster contnet!)

Fire emblem

Obey Me

Outlast

♡ So an incubus and asexual human walk into a bar-  

♡ In all seriousness the irony isn’t lost on anyone, least of all yourself. A demon who lives and breathes sexual appeal living under a roof with a human who has no active interest in sex whatsoever sounds like something out of sitcom, and you have to wonder what twist of fate had shacked the two of you up together. 

♡  It probably should have occurred to you sooner that Jack wasn’t just some run of the mill demon. Well, it’s not as though you ever got around to actually asking him what exactly he was, not really. All it took was seeing the horns, tail and wings to piece together that he definitely wasn’t human, but at the time you’d been too concerned about the fact that he’d just suddenly appeared in your apartment to start getting into demon hierarchies and such. 

♡ He’s a conscientious house guest at least; respectful of boundaries, takes care to not tear the house apart and he’s incredibly polite and attentive to how you’re feeling. And honestly? He’s a better roommate than most of the other people you’ve shared a place with, partners or otherwise. (though the fact that he can cook and clean may or may not give him a leg up in the competition.) You’re not sure when he becomes a staple in your home or your life, but it’s not long before you can’t remember a time where the big horned guy wasn’t hovering around you like a loyal puppy. Maybe it helps that he makes a point to reinforce that you can tell him when you’re uncomfortable or if he’s laying it on too thick with the affection. Sometimes you don’t even need to tell him, it’s as though he knows exactly what you’re thinking and how you’re feeling and acts accordingly to ensure that you’re happy and comfortable - best not to think too hard about it.

♡ Jack plays the long game when it comes to earning your favor. The incubus has learned to be patient and knows that you require a more delicate approach thanks to everything that happened before he arrived. There’s something about you that is profoundly different than the other humans that he’s fed on; just being around you is intoxicating and any time spent with you never feels like enough to him, so he’s always vying for more of your attention and your time, wanting nothing more than to have your eyes on him, and for you to enjoy his company. You’re not interested in him sexually but he still wants you to want him - to need him wholly and completely and to encompass all of your thoughts just like you never stray from his. 

♡ He wants that so badly, but he knows better than to blindly force your affections, or make use of his powers to ease you up to his presence. It’s been so, so long since anyone’s summoned him since he’s been locked away - he’s not going to ruin things by coming on too strong and rushing things when you need time to adjust and accept him.     

♡ You’d think that there would be issues around Jack being a desire demon and all that it entails, but it’s never something that you have to worry your pretty little head about, he makes sure of it. There’s plenty of other ways that he can fufill any of those pesky hunger pangs that don’t involve sex, just be prepared for a very clingy incubus when he’s feeling a little pekish. Hopefully you’re big on affectionate gestures and that you’re okay with him being in your space because he’s going to be acting very lovey-dovey around you a LOT. 

♡ From casual, subtle touches to full on cuddling up against you his affection is all encompassing in your day to day life. His hand always manages to find yours when they’re free, his head somehow always comes to rest on your shoulder and nuzzle into your collarbone when you’re working, and let's not get started about all of the times you’ve been trapped on the couch thanks to all of those TV time cuddles. Whatever it is Jack just loves touching you and being in your space not just to feed; you’re so warm and welcoming how can he resist the urge to hold you? Jack’s sure to temper himself though - he doesn’t want his sunshine getting too overwhelmed now does he?  

♡ All of these little touches cumulate into enough energy to keep this lovably clingy demon going, so the more the better. The reciprocated touches are especially filling. Be the first to initiate a hug or any kind of physical contact? Jack’s smitten and will happily take any and all affection that you are willing and comfortable giving him. 

♡ Don’t be shy! Stroke his hair or run your fingers along his horns and markings and you’ll have a very satisfied demon who’s like putty in your hands. Of course he won’t shy away from showing you just how much he loves having your undivided attention, coaxing you to keep it up and thanking you for taking such good care of him and making him so happy. That kind of talk can get flustering really fast, but if it manages to get a blush out of you it gives Jack all the more reason to keep it up - you just look so cute when you blush~!

“Got it!”

The sound of your voice coming from the living room is what first catches Jack’s attention, followed shortly by the triumphant laugh that rings like bells through the apartment. Peeking his head through the doorway from the kitchen his eyes scan over the room, his initial goal of making you something to eat quickly forgotten once he doesn’t immediately spot you in the immediate area. What he does hear however, is the sound of your muttering, voice low as something creaks and sure enough the cabinet on the far side of the room shudders with a thud as he hears you huff.

“Oh shit.”

That gets him to move, already taking strides to cross the space of your living room to round the couch and find out what’s going on - eager to help. Is everything okay? What were you doing? Surely it would be easier to ask for help when he’s always there? No sooner does he do so that he finally spots you, and-

…Oh.

Oh.

Jack’s footfalls cease almost immediately once he fully takes in the sight before him. You’re pressed on your stomach against the floor, upper half obscured by the cabinet that you’re currently propped under; it’s clear that you’ve been looking for something, but that’s the last thing on his mind at the sight of your back pressed up against the furniture, knees braced against the floor scraping along the wood as the hem of your jeans catches on the surface above you drawing his eyes along the fabric hugging at your figure.

It takes a moment before he makes his presence known, just a moment to watch you for just a second longer before clearing his throat.

“ You look a little stuck Sunspot. Need some help over there?”

He watches you freeze, the squirming momentarily coming to a stop as you pause.

“...Maybe.” 

Your voice is hushed, tinged with a bit of embarrassment at being caught red handed, and thankfully Jack is kind enough not to comment on it as you hear his footfalls approach. Sinking down onto his knees there’s a moment of hesitation, a hand coming to hover over the expanse of your back. There’s a second where he freezes, a momentary concern that he’s going to slip right through the moment he touches you; but then he comes to press those hands against your sides and the warmth of your body in his hands has him letting out a relieved sigh.

“Okay, let’s get you out of there.”

His hands are gentle as he takes his time sliding them along your sides, bringing them to rest just above your hips. Thanks to your squirming there’s a delicious gap between the hem of your shirt and your jeans, giving a brief window to the bare skin of your back and he has to wonder what you’d do if he ran his fingers over the curve of your waist. He fights back the urge, settling instead to focus on the task at hand, pressing harder on your hips to get a better grip. He feels you jolt a little, followed by a sharp hiss as your back knocks against the bottom of the cupboard and at the sudden yelp he instinctively loosens his hold.

“Is this okay?” Jack asks instinctively, ever conscious of the way that you squirm trying to find proper footing.

“YUP-OW-!” your response is abrupt, and in your fluster your back slams up against the furniture again. This time it’s Jack’s turn to flinch, bringing a hand to rest on your back to avoid any further damage to your poor spine; it takes a few seconds before he feels you relaxing, and once he’s sure you won’t be sporting any new bruises he pauses a moment to think.

After a moment of deliberation he says “Here, this will be easier if you roll over - can you do that for me?”

“What? Oh-uh. Okay….” It takes more than a little maneuvering, and whatever’s in the cupboard rattles precariously in its confines until you’re settled again. “Like this?”

“Perfect.” And he means it - catching himself staring a little too intently before shaking those pesky thoughts away and bringing his hands to find purchase on your hips once more.

“Ready sunshine?”

The little huff of confirmation that you give him is all that he needs before he tugs, and just like that Jack pulls you free with ease. It’s almost amusing how easily he’s able to move you, pliant and relaxed in his hands because you trust him - you want his help. All it takes is a few moments and suddenly he’s looking at all of you, slotted between his legs all ruffled clothes and mussed hair and sporting a cute little flush as you look up at him with bewildered eyes. There’s a beat of silence, and Jack’s transfixed on the way that your blush gradually works its way up to the tips of your ears, pink and oh so cute. Your mouth opens and closes, starting and restarting the lines of thought as though you’re fighting to pick what to say; eventually you settle on-

“Uhhhh…hey there?”

That gets a chuckle out of Jack, moving to rest on his haunches to give you some more breathing room as a smile works its way onto his face.

“Hey there~”

A bit of the tension is broken, and being a bit more at ease you shift, the hand initially cradled close to your chest uncurling to reveal the prize that you were after this whole time. 

The TV remote. Huh.

Jack steals a look over his shoulder to the sofa, taking in the distance between the furniture and quirking a brow. How did you…? The flickering TV screen holds the answer, and no sooner does he see the timed out screen of a paused horror movie that the pieces click into place. And then he laughs, that chuckle breaking into a full on laugh that rings in your ears and makes your face turn even darker as you slam your hands back down to hide the remote. 

“Jaaaack - it’s not that funny!”

“I don’t know sunshine - it is a little funny.”

As if you couldn’t be any cuter, your blush paints your face now, cheeks red enough to give his own marks a run for their money as you sink into the collar of your shirt, attempting to hide the quirk of your own lips as you fight off a smile. It’s a sight that Jack wants to etch into his mind; the flustered face and the little creases at the corners of your eyes and the way that you bite your lip- if only he could have you like this all of the time~

A sudden shift makes Jack pause, pose growing rigid as he’s pulled from his thoughts. In your attempt to hide your face you’ve sunk downwards, so focused in doing so you fail to notice that the distance between you is all but nonexistent. Your thighs knock against his sides, and when you squirm again Jack feels the press of your hips rubbing flush against his own, so close - too close. The layer of clothes between to two of you does nothing to diminish the feeling, and Jack finds himself sucking in a sharp breath when your jeans rub up against his legs, so little space left that all he had to do was press back into you and-

He stops that line of thought before it can start, those gloved hands still on your hips pressing firmly to keep you pinned the next time that he feels you beginning to squirm. That gets you to finally stop, and that joking lighthearted energy from before feels different. Something’s changed now - the airs almost feels more charged than before as you square him with that open, questioning gaze like you don’t know what you’d just been doing to him.

“...Jack?”

“Sunshine.” There’s no hiding the breathless tone in his voice, fingers dancing along the skin of your hips like he’s just itching to get his hands under the pesky shirt that's in the way. If he just moves a little bit higher… 

“Can I-?”

“HELLOOO? ANYONE IN?!”

There’s a slam of a hand knocking at the apartment door, loud enough that it shatters the reverie and you both jolt at the sudden intrusion. Jack recognizes that voice - it’s one of the neighbors, just as loud and obnoxious as always as their voice carries easily through the front door. Underneath him you sigh, head hitting the floor with a dull thud as you both cringe at the noise of the door rattling. Your expression fades into something more tired, already exhausted from the thought of actually interacting with other people and Jack doesn’t miss it, a frown of his own darkening his features as he watches you contemplate answering the call.

Jack doesn’t want to let you go - wants to get you back to being pliant and relaxed and happy under him like before. And yet when you lean up, hands bracing against the floor as you make a move to get out from underneath him Jack lets you go. He rises up to join you, offering you a hand to help you the rest of the way; you mouth your thanks, missing the strain behind his smile as your gaze flickers over to the door.

“Well, time to face the music. wonder what building drama’s been going on today~?” The sarcasm in your tone makes him feel a bit better that you’re reluctant to go, and Jack gives your hand a reassuring squeeze.

“Come back soon, okay Sunshine?”

The smile you give him when you squeeze back is warm, broken only when you finally swivel on your feet and drag your feet towards the direction of the front door already aggravated by the noise. “I’m coming! Jesus just pipe down already would you?” That last bit is muttered under your breath, tossing the once important remote onto the side table in your journey over.