⸸ I Am Here — Part Two ⸸

Of Mice and Men [Yandere L x Reader]

Title: Of Mice and Men [Yandere L x Reader]

Synopsis: It’s not your first escape plan. But it is the first one that involves attempting to seduce your captor in a bid for freedom. Commissioned piece.

Word Count: 2777

notes: yandere, NSFW, dubcon, mentions of stalking/stalker behavior

It’s not the first time you’ve plotted an escape. You’ve tried a few dozen times, though you–obviously, considering where you still are, and who you’re still stuck with–have yet to succeed.

But this time… this time you’re going to play L at his own mind games. Mind-fuck-games, more like it, and the sarcastic phrase has so much more meaning now that you’ve decided on what you’re going to do.

You’re going to seduce L.

Keep reading

Invocation. Yan Childe x Reader

Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, power imbalance, manipulation o’clock. Word count: 2.6k.

Takes place in the shared Harbinger AU. 

You thought jokes were supposed to be funny.

Humor is, at its core, subjective and dependent upon the interpreter. What fell flat for some might tickle the fancy of another. You can wrap your brain around that much, yet there’s plenty you’re left uncertain about. There’s a dead weight cupped in your hands, held with the same reverence one would their newborn child, but without any of the joy and celebration. In the gemstone’s multifaceted gleam, your reflection is split throughout multiple surfaces. No matter what angle you incline it toward, your expression stays consistent; the same dreary physiognomy you speed past mirrors to avoid viewing. Just for a different reason now.

Indeed, you believe this to be the ultimate joke that could descend upon the tragedy that is your life.  

All that’s missing is laughter — specifically your laughter — since you’re the one this comedy gold must be intended for. Its captive audience. Eventually, you do just that. Exhaling sharply through your nose in what technically constitutes a chuckle. Hah, hah.

To anyone eavesdropping by the thin walls, however, it would sound far more like a choked cry.

Keep reading

Top 5 yan!Genshin men that would commit murder to off a rival or a threat to their darling? Ironically, I haven't come across much... murder in a lot of yandere imagines despite them being-- well, /yandere/, which tend to be famous for killing, frankly.

I think it’s partially due to the greater view of the ‘yandere’ concept evolving. Yes, the murder is still there, but yanderes aren’t defined by the crimes they commit, but by the love they feel towards their Darling that makes them commit those crimes. And, frankly, the whole ‘I will murder everyone in your life so that you’ll love only me’ schtick gets boring after you read the same thing over and over. Like, there are other crimes besides murder.

Anyway, philosophical tangents aside, let’s get back to what we’re actually here for.

Diluc is fiercely protective and will not hesitate to get his hands dirty if he needs to keep you safe. Doesn’t matter if they’re Fatui, some drunkard who got a little too handsy, or even someone he used to be close to. As long as not a hair on your head is out of place, he can relax.

Scaramouche does not see the value in the life of an individual human. Their lifespan is so short and whatever power they have is weak. You are the only one in his eyes that matters.

Childe is notorious for his bloodlust and desire for a good fight. So, he’ll let his victim struggle a bit, build up the courage - or frustration - needed to lash back, only to stop toying with them and cut them down with one last strike.

Fakebedo. Do I even need to explain this one? He literally went after his own brother. What makes you think he’d hesitate to kill some random schmuck who is getting a little too close to you to his liking?

Abyss Prince Aether does not care for the current state of this world. He has a divine war to win, so what’s the loss of one more life? The needs of the many outweigh the needs of one filthy mongrel.

in light of recent leaks… scaramouche with a mommy kink me thinks…

oh fucking god yes. i heard he lovessssss the word mommy but… *zips mouth shut* this wasn’t supposed to b softish like this but he deserves it!!!!!! minors don’t interact.

it’s odd to think scaramouche used to fight the urges to be gently ravished and taken care of. he didn’t need anyone, he swore on it. or so he thought. scaramouche needed the intimacy s’bad. he felt absolutely helpless when you opened your arms out to him, warm and welcoming. something he wasn’t so familiar with, like butter on a pan, he’s melting in your arms.

a classic, letting this touch starved harbinger nurse from you.

poor thing tries to take as much of your breast he could fit in his mouth, using his other hand to massage the other.

“careful scara.” you chide, but it doesn’t hold any bite. he squirms in your lap, sucking your nipple with urgency like he’s been missing it, missing you. indigo eyes roll into the back of his head at how soft you were in his mouth. scara had to press his thighs together in an attempt to hide his cock twitching to life.

and this is how it always goes. when he’s back from a month long mission of villainy. in your arms, in the palm of your hands being treated with care.

he finds that he can’t fight it, never. “mommy.”

and you’ll coo, threading your fingers through his hair. “that’s right darling. mommy’s got you. s’ok.”

scaramouche’s eyes waters.

Yan Genshin Boys / Sleeping Arrangements.

Childe

Childe goes for the classic fake out, further proving that you’ll never catch a break. He’ll seemingly be out like a light, an arm loosely thrown over your waist, snoring softly into the pillow. You can even say his name a few times and he won’t budge. However, the second you start to wriggle out of his hold, it turns ironclad. The air is all but knocked out of your lungs from the strength behind his grip. He’ll then whisper in this husky, low voice, where do you think you’re going? So much for that. He occasionally makes jokes that he might need to buy some chains if you keep getting rowdy at night. At least, you think they’re jokes because he laughs at them, but you get a sense he might be serious. He favors resting his chin atop your head and holding you flush against his chest from that point onward. Good luck trying to get out of his hold, it’s not going to happen. 

Diluc

In true repressed Victorian ‘gentleman’ fashion, he doesn’t dare sleep in the same bed as you unless you specifically request it. Even then, he has his reservations. He was already struggling to maintain a veneer of propriety when you were clothed in layers from head to toe, now he’s got to stay strong when you’re wearing flimsy night clothes…? Of course, he’ll never reveal this as the reason behind his hesitation. Since you’re got him wrapped around your little finger, if you keep on insisting, he’ll give in eventually. Having him around is honestly not a bad idea in the winter, he radiates warmth. He’s so determined to stay on his side of the bed that you wonder if he thinks the world itself would end should he cross the invisible divide. You’ll very rarely wake up to him in the mornings since he’s such a busy man, but when you do, you’ll discover his hand had found yours sometime during the night. His face will turn the same shade as his hair when he learns of this. 

Kaeya

One might think the Calvary Captain runs low on energy when a day full of his schemes comes to its conclusion, but it’s quite the opposite. He thinks that this makes for a great time to catch up with you. He’ll slide under the covers and regale you with the shenanigans he’s witnessed lately. What’s annoying about it is that he’s such a naturally gifted storyteller, so you can’t help but get invested, no matter how hard you try to project apathy. You’ve learned more about the people of Mondstadt during his subjugation than you have living there for years. He’ll get to the juiciest part of a story and then leave you hanging unless you cuddle with him. If you have trouble sleeping, he’s unexpectedly good at soothing the issue, he’ll play with your hair and whisper in that deep voice of his until you’re out for the night. It’s probably the closest thing to tenderness without any ulterior motive that you’ll ever get from him. 

Zhongli

Zhongli’s more inclined to work around your preferences than the others, to an extent. He feels it’s advantageous for you to feel in charge when it comes to smaller details, so you’re more willing to overlook the control he has over the rest of your life. If you’re willing to sleep in the same bed as him, he makes no disruptive movements and prioritizes letting you rest up well for the day ahead. Sleep isn’t a must for Zhongli, yet to fully experience the life of a mortal, he gives it his best shot. There’s nothing he adores more than if you tend to talk or grumble in your sleep. While you’re conscious, there’s a filter in place that prevents you from saying anything regrettable; a feature not found when slumber reigns. He most definitely will try talking to you in a gentle whisper to coax out any secrets your lips would be otherwise sealed to. 

Albedo

Albedo is another who doesn’t really need sleep, but he enjoys all the bonding possibilities that come with sleeping side by side. He’s good at telling when you’re in REM and always asks you about your dreams the next morning, finding the information pivotal to better understanding you. He can’t help but think about how less lonely you make his otherwise secluded lifestyle. Most of his night consists of him pondering different matters relating to you, from what he should make for breakfast to envisioning your future. If he’s noticed you aren’t a light sleeper, he may feel bold enough to kiss your shoulder or clavicle since you can’t object. He’s able to gain a better understanding of your anatomy from the hours he spends committing your appearance to memory. It’s no wonder that his drawings of you are so lifelike down to the last detail — he can practically model you in his mind in anyway he sees fit. 

Xiao

You have to passionately plead your case to convince him to quote, ‘stop being weird’, end quote. If it weren’t for your interference, he’d see no issue with standing in the corner and staring at you all night. Xiao still doesn’t understand why you’re so huffy about his preference, but if it means giving you one less thing to complain about, then he guesses he can go along with it. Since adepti don’t really need sleep in the same way mortals do, he never thought he’d see the appeal in lying down and doing nothing for eight or so hours, but you’re starting to make him curious. You’ll be readjusting one night when you unexpectedly meet resistance akin to slamming into a brick wall. As it turns out, it’s Xiao’s chest, and he’s just been chilling there as if it was the most normal thing ever. Getting back to sleep after that scare is a tricky endeavor. He’ll quietly reassure that he isn’t doing anything depraved, which is almost stranger in a way. He really is just sitting there for hours and observing. It makes your skin crawl. 

Scaramouche

He actually sputtered in offense when you questioned what he was doing the first time his arms snaked around your waist. His grip was way too tight to be comfortable, for one, and his head was so close to your neck that his hair kept tickling the exposed skin. He grumbled about how ‘overdramatic’ you were despite the fact your lungs were actually crying out for air. This is what couples do, is it not? He’s mostly just embarrassed that his desperation for skin-to-skin contact came out so obvious. Proceeds to tone it down a touch by at least allowing your respiratory system to carry on uninhibited, generous lover that he is. Fortunately for you, he naturally relaxes his hold as the night progresses, and tends to curl into a fetal position. You can expect to hear gentle whimpers of your name that he violently denies should you ever bring it to his attention come morning. He’ll similarly combust on the spot if you refer to what he’s doing as ‘cuddling.’ No, this isn’t cuddling, it’s… being in close contact with another! Are you such a dullard that you can’t tell the difference? (He will die on this hill).

Kazuha

You grow increasingly convinced by the day that beneath his soft-spoken and gentle exterior, there lies a true mastermind. It’s suspicious how, despite his many survival skills, your campfire always seems to dwindle when the moon is high in the sky. How convenient is that? Then you have no choice but to snuggle up against him in your tent for warmth. You have no idea how he does it and he’ll innocently deny any accusations you send his way. Kazuha allows for some space between you if you demand it, but starts inching closer when he can tell you’ve fallen asleep by your breathing. No one can rival his stealthiness. He forces himself to stay awake no matter how exhausted he may be so he can admire your features. Sometimes, he’ll brush his fingers over the various grooves of your face, the touch so featherlight that you’ll remain none the wiser. He kinda considers this time as the best outlet to get his creepy urges out. For this reason, he’s always in an extra good mood when it starts to get dark out. You’d be right in thinking you probably don’t want to know why. 

ok so maybe you're gonna get tired of the whole bodyparts academy au BUT I've been brainrotting so hard my brain is like melting out of my ears dawg... i gotta get this out of my system or it WILL consume me... you know aethers like outfit?? his abdomen area(? idk waht its called english hard lol) hasnt left my mind its just/?!?!?!?! THE WAIST????? (men and their slutty waists smh) it just looks sooo good I want to bite and like put my hands on him and just manhandle him grraravdjñ, SO LIKE just imagine academy au mc jus kind of like obsessed with his abdomen area (again sorry dont know what its called 😭) who just coincidentally has their hands on his waist like ALL the time, and im just so curious abt how aether would react, would he show off?? would he be shy??? would he be running laps and screaming??? (idk how to end this im sorry words aren't wording how they should lmaoo)

the unbelievably deep sigh i just had when I saw this ask. and yet here I am, the sucker and fool. ready to do anything for genshin men and their impeccable body measurements.

i actually wrote something like this already 😭but I wanted to cop a feel for academy aether's tummy too yknow? or maybe I just cannot control myself when it comes to the twins

you might like: teyvat! aether and his little tummy <33

oh, please. aether knows he's pretty. he is lumine's twin brother, after all! even before coming to this school he's turned heads left and right, so surely he could use his good looks to seduce the person of his dreams, right?

wrong.

whenever you snatch him by the waist, it’s protectiveness and not the perverted fondling he’d rather you’d do to him. aether is, after all, cute and petite. he looks like he can be easily overpowered by any of the students here and you just have that natural urge to protect him! you don’t know that aether can easily oneshot most of your harem members, but even if you did, what exactly would change?

when aether skips over to your side, you smile fondly at him and hug him by the waist to your side. it gets his heart pumping whenever you do that, hiding his flushed face behind his textbooks so you won’t suspect a thing. disappointment always floods his insides when you look at him like a brother and not a potential love interest. your waist is so small! you say like a naggy mother. you have to eat more!

it’s frustrating! lumine has to watch his brother scream into his pillow every night from her side of the room. she rolls over and tries to drown out his screams with a pillow.

“aether!” you one day call out to him. your bright smile once again beckons him to your side. he yelps when you slide a firm hand around his waist and pull him to your lap. his cheeks flush when hug him closer to your chest, and it takes everything out of him not to squirm. “i’ve got something to show you!” your breath tickles his ear and sends tingles down his spine. 

shuddering out a sigh, he forces a shaky grin as he tries his best to look enthusiastic. “is this about the anime you sent me last week?” you brighten up at his remembrance and chatter on and on to him. he makes his remarks too, fueling the conversation, and as it goes on your hands continue to rover about his abdomen. you’re such a mean senior, not even noticing the bright red blush on his face! was this on purpose? it has to be!

a single feather-like stroke of his abdomen sends him shuddering and keeling over. he gasps into your collarbone, hiding his blush and heart-eyed expression. “you’re so mean, senpai,” he whimpers into your skin. “teasing me like this...”

“i-i’m sorry...” the tension of the situation has now finally dawned on you, and you blush when you feel aether’s lips quivering on your skin. “i didn’t realize that...”

your words trail off as temptation seizes your hand to feel up his abdomen once more. toned as they were, the curves seemed so tiny and fragile as they fit into your hands. a lean and slender body, yet supple enough to serve as canvas for your marks...

ah, no! what kind of senior are you, teaching such lecherous thoughts of your junior! and yet... and yet...! your eyes dart to the corner, where the blonde student is currently shaking in your grasp. the cute and helpful transfer student who you viewed as a brother now looked more and more like prey in your hands. you gulp.

“i’m sorry, aether,” you whisper, sending an excited rush through his body. “but you look so pretty now...”

his tongue feels like lead as it quivers in his mouth, but when you settle him down on the couch and hover above him, he giggles like the closeted perverted maniac that he is.

“no worries, senpai ♡~” he laughs, bringing you closer by the neck. “make sure to appreciate me more okay?”

perhaps he’ll start rolling up his uniform after this, just to make the rest of your harem jealous ☆

can i order a fluffy smutty yandere male housewife x CEO darling?

cw. delusion, sexual themes, surveillance, yandere themes

is a dog in human form. he could be seen more as your caretaker rather than your partner. with the way he does everything and anything for you. gently, though reluctantly, wakes you on weekdays for your work. prepares meals and drinks for you, all of them containing his saliva and other fluids of his. cleans your room, not before drowning his senses in your smell, this usually results in him lying belly down on your side of the bed with his face smushed against your pillow as his hands work his member. spending the day cleaning the house, the clothes, redoing certain areas that are in need of organising and all the while he’ll do that while listening to you going about your day through the hearing device stitched in your clothes.

if he has spare time, he’ll reward himself by making a small lunch while watching recent tapes that he’s recorded of the two of you lovemaking. when your day of working is done, you’re greeted by a table full of your favourite meals, your husband sitting and happily watching you eat his food. don’t forget to compliment his food and give him a headpat, or else he’ll delude himself into thinking you had eaten somewhere else, by the hands of another, and you enjoyed theirs more than his.

your househusband is a very…devoted man. easily jealous of anyone who speaks to you, which is why the hearing device comes in handy. he knows he can trust you, you’ve proven it to him multiple times without your knowing. but those revolting fiends that you are forced to deal with has his body fuming with anger. you returning home is one of his highlights of his days, he becomes absolutely bubbly and doting, sticking to you like gum that won’t come off no matter how hard you try. and his most favourite thing of all, the one thing he looks most forward to, is your reward for his good work. inviting him to love all over your body, to take care of your tired body, let him work the stress off from work. allow him to lick and clean you before dirtying you all over, inside and out. he’ll beg and whine throughout, good thing he has a new tape to listen to on his free time now.

the long forgotten sensation of a little hand in your own

final post before mama cloud goes night night n has a little fun <3

cw: breeding, oviposition, hybrids, fem bodied reader

more hybrids though. bunny boys, cow/bull boys, harpies/birdboys, nagas, you name it.

but this time they're all subs that whine about wanting to be the top during their impending rutting season.

your sweet bull is so used to letting your sweet, soft body ride him while he holds his hands on your hips n cries moaning about how good you feel on and around him. he misses the weight on him while he tries his best to hold your hips up like you told him too :(

his instincts are telling him to fuck you full of his calf but how??? he's so confused and embarrassed please help him.

bunny. boys. he's crying so hard while fucking you from behind, his lil tail twitching and his massive ears flopping and dragging against you both while he's jackhammering your warm hole like you'll run away. he's mumbling nonsense, begging you to keep you legs spread so he can lean over you n pump you full of his kits, asking you how big of a family you want with him, telling you he'll be so good at protecting your little family.

looping his arms around your plush form he's still crying n begging, overstimulating himself as he cums for the nth time with no signs of stopping.

aww your sweet bird boy is another one that has no idea what he's supposed to do. he spent weeks building the nest for you two and now his hormones are running wild. one moment he's preening your hair n the next he's got you bent over a mound of soft pillows, claws digging into your flesh to hold you still while trying to fill you with his eggs.

his feathers are all fluffed up and messy and he refuses to release you from a hug, his chest to your back, and his cock buried in your pussy.

arguably nagas are the best and worst. he's got you wrapped up in his long scaly tail, holding you on your belly just tight enough to keep you from escaping his rapid thrusts.

he knows it's a tight fit, and he's moaning apologies with what little sanity he has left as he forces both his thick cocks in your warm hole. his hands roaming over your belly can feel the bulges of his ribbed cocks and it makes him only want to fuck you harder, which he does while begging for your permission to cum inside

he promises not to bite you too hard! he'll be so good for the rest of his rut!! just please please please let him cum inside!!!

hhhh hybrids got me ready to act a fool on here- subby boys that beg while topping are my fucking kryptonite- ☁️

Kinktober day 11

Aphrodisiacs w/ Albedo:

albedo sat in front of you, observing how you shivered, pressing your thighs together and panting heavy breaths. he quickly took his notes out and wrote, speaking out gently. “heavy panting, pressed thighs,”

“albedo- please,” you whimpered, watching his eyes shot up to you, how your panties were now wet and dirty, nipples perked up as the aphrodisiacs took effect.

“does it hurt?” albedo asked you softly, watching you deny, shaking your head no. “good,” he mumbled again, writing another few lines on his notes.

after 20 minutes or so, you were gritting your teeth, since albedo didn’t allow you to touch yourself. your swollen clit was needy for attention. “albedo— just fuck me for archon’s sake,” you whined. squirming in impatience and the intense need building up inside you.

“no need to bring the archons here,” he chuckled gently, writing another note of your reaction and keeping the notebook aside. “it’s good that you agreed to be my little muse in this experiment,” he cooed, removing your panties and watching the slick covered all over in your cunt.

“that’s— beautiful,” his eyes shamelessly fixated on your throbbing hole and looked into your eyes. “does clenching around nothing gives you some relief?” you looked at him, squinting your eyes with a pout. “yeah…” you knew his alchemist ass needed your inputs anyway.

he leaned in, kissing your throbbing cunt softly, swirling the wet muscle of his warm tongue around it and lapping all your juices. “what a wonder, you taste the same,” he murmured, sucking onto your clit and making you scream out in esctacy. he dug out a shaking orgasm from you in mere seconds, riding it out and extending it with soft, rhythmic strokes of his tongue.

“good girl,” he cooed, while your hands were wrapped in his blonde hair, pushing him deeper, feeling his nose nudge against your slit.

“more… wan’ more…” you mewled, “not enough— this isn’t enough!” tears of frustration quickly clouded your momentary relaxation of the orgasm.

“and you will get enough, sweetheart. no; scratch that, you will get more than enough. as a reward for taking a part in my experiment, and being so, so good for me,”

albedo began lapping onto your cunt again. hearing all your whimpers, moans, screams and praising you all the way until both you and him will be satisfied. a long, long night ahead it seemed ;)