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╰┈➤ characters... .•`ITOSHI RIN´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... you went to unimaginable depths for him. so giving him your body was not a big deal, until it totally broke you. now what should you do? ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 0,8k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... angst(tw), meantions of smut(act not described), nonbinary reader, slight cursing, one sided love, agedup! rin ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

“what? me needing you?” he lifted one of his eyebrows. lips still pressed in a straight, thin line. “you must be dreaming, y/n.” were the words that banged through your brain all day and night. your eyes shot open, chest rising and falling at a fast pace. 

“fuck…” you cursed in a murmur. the thin fabric of your pajamas sticked to your chest from the cold sweat. still in a lying position, your arm landed on your right side. ‘cold sheets..’ you looked outside, the moon’s ray entered into your room dimly by the clouds covering it. 

after a sharp inhale then outhale, wiping away your tears before they could break their way on your face, the phone on the nightstand vibrated with messages. you turned over, checking it instantly. it was him. it was really rin this time.

“sorry for leaving so early. got things to do.” yeah. things.. his girlfriend probably missed her, it was better if he leaves anyway. you couldn’t get up. you didn’t want to see the traces of him all around in your bed. the mess he left you in. but you felt it. you still felt his filthy touch on your skin.

the obsession never got the best out of you. you fell. he didn’t. you loved. he didn’t. you wanted to be close to him. he tried to push you away. you couldn’t forget him. he couldn’t get rid of you because passion blinded you.

‘i got what i wanted, no? i did… then why am i so… so-’ you bit your lower lip, then continue remembering how you got here, in your bed, 3 a.m., seeing your thighs’ outline under the blankets. his scent got rubbed on you. how disgusting, yet sweet scent.

“don’t follow me. don’t come near me, y/n. you’re in the way of my career and life. i don’t need love.” ‘says the liar with a lover..’ you thought and gulped when he finally spoke to you. yes. he spoke to you, but these are not the words you were expecting nor you wanted to hear. he was your everything. not in a crazy shit way like pictures of him in your room, but it was hard to get him out of your head. then a regrettable idea popped into your head.

“if i can’t have your heart… can i have your body?” you looked determined. he scoffed. “you’re kidding-”

“i am not, rin.” a few seconds of silence passed. he frowned in disappointment. “i know that your girlfriend isn’t willing to do it with you.”

"don’t bring her up now." his tone got sharper. you flinched, it was almost like a blade.

"I understand.. that you don't want me like you want her but.. if we could try it.."

“..so you want me to..”

“yes. exactly.”

“but i don’t love you.” his lips curled into a snicker smile, like he could laugh at you, just because you were yearning for him and his touch. “you’re pathetic… okay.”

‘i don’t want to be used anymore’

‘but i will lose him…

‘he was never yours.’

your fingers tangled into your hair in frustration. you went through this almost every night when you were with him. you could do so much better but instead you’re having breakdown with his semen between your legs. his deep eyes gave you the hope every time, that one day… maybe one day, after breaking your heart countless times, your time will come. but why did you thought of something so stupid? you wanted his love. how? out of pity? but what if he doesn’t pity…

“don’t be stupid.“ after that night, determination settled into your mind. the cup filled and you got enough of all the ‘i don’t know her, what are you talking about?’ and ‘we’re just two strangers enjoying their life. nothing much and nothing less, you should get that into your brain. you’re not my first choice.” ‘i’m not his first choice..’ all your dignity got thrown out of the window and smashed into pieces. this time you realized, that the rin you got so much fond of was only a stupid image in your head and after time, you got attached to it. to his smell. to his skin. to his mesmerizing green locks and orbs. the way you imagined him smiling when looking at you. “why would i do that?”

“out of pity… maybe…” your throat were soar, the talking was hard, steam runned across your forehead, lips trembling, eyes avoiding his gaze.

“i thought you knew it.” he groaned.

“what?..”

“you’re truly despicable. ‘pity’? i don’t think so, it was more like… using you out.” you knew that. you knew that he wasn’t going to feel sorry for your stupid love for him. rin saw the potential sex partner in you. he was thinking with his dick. but this hit you like a car. so what’s now–

“what’s now? do you want to continue this or not?”

‘do i? will this ever change?’

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters... .•`GEKKO´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... my dating headcannons about him; what would it be like to date with him ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 1,0k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... fluff, slight nsfw (tw!), mentions of smut, boyfriend!gekko, gender neutral reader ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER...​ reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

a/n:here's some headcannons of the protocol's best boy and my main main since he came out, mateo. i will call him mateo through the whole stuff bc i feel better that way. will be nsfw hcs [TW] but mostly fluff about your relationship with him and if or if not you're his 'partner' in the valorant protocol.

⋆˙.’ if you're friends with him with him, he wouldn't afraid to be clingy -not too clingy- but since he's a chill guy i think this would be his love language, even if you're just friends.

⋆˙.’ he's blind. like, he wouldn't realize if you're in love with him. if some of his friends say it to him, he might just laugh it off awkwardly; like there's no way you could fall for him.

⋆˙.’ mateo's a gentleman. in every. possible. way. he might be sometimes a little 'wild' but in the end he will help you out or protect you in any situation.

⋆˙.’ he has a lot of girl friends, -by the cause of him being so cheerful to girls and not treating them differently.-

⋆˙.’ if he has a crush on you he's very awkward about it. everyone would notice it. even you. and the worst part is that he doesn't even know about it that you see through him. he thinks that he acts naturally but no. he's total weird.

⋆˙.’ mateo will treat you differently. he would want to be with you more often, not like before that. he's gonna blush at everything what you do with or around him.

⋆˙.’ his habits will leap into your life, not as much like being in a relationship with him but it will be very noticeable.

⋆˙.’ since he doesn't recognise love, he doesn't have any ulterior motive with girl friendships.

⋆˙.’ he wants to keep you away from battles if possible but he knows it's impossible even if you're not an agent so he will teach you the basics and how to defend yourself.

⋆˙.’ mateo would show his worry for you if you get injured in a battle. he doesn't think that's a weakness and it's important to show your feelings. would always take care of your scars and help you out if needed.

⋆˙.’ if you're his significant other he would be more affectionate towards you. too much pda isn't his thing but he wouldn't be afraid to show off his girl in front of others.

⋆˙.’ like i said his love language is physical touch so he often makes sure to be close to you. it would calm him down. even if you're in the same room as him, it's more than enough for mateo.

⋆˙.’ scratches. on his back or behind his ear and he will melt like butter.

⋆˙.’ he's the golden retriever type of boyfriend.

⋆˙.’ so this man makes sure that one of his limbs or something has contact with your body in his sleep. often interlocks your fingers with his. it's like a habit he can't sleep without.

⋆˙.’ ofcourse the best is when your whole body is against his.

⋆˙.’ at the beginning of the relationship, when cuddling and spooning, you often felt the mini him poking you. he didn't knew about this until you flinched away every time and he got flustered. at that time he apologized every day because of that to which you just giggled and shook your head and he became even more red.

⋆˙.’ he's not the jealous type or he just doesn't show it that much while he's going insane in his head. this or that, no in-between.

⋆˙.’ if he's in the easy going mood he wouldn't be vocal about it in front of you but he's gonna act cold. a little reassuring and a few kisses here and there and he's as sweet as before.

⋆˙.’ on the contrary there are times when even his patience runs out. and when that happens. well. if we wanna describe it, then i would say he's still not in the menace area but he would rather fuck out his anger on you. he's not angry with you but the other guy who was hitting on you or smth, -or himself if he had a bad day and this would trigger this anger out-

⋆˙.’ couple arguments. yeah. you can't argue with him. he won't yell back most of the times so you get even more frustrated and he knows that. he's not going to raise his voice cuz he knows it's not the best feeling being yelled at. if he wants to annoy you it's enough for him to just be silent.

⋆˙.’ but when he's not in mood for that mateo's gonna sit you down on the couch or somewhere and talk it out in a calm manner. he thinks that's the best solution and not throwing around slurs he will regret later.

⋆˙.’ not a horny animal. -most of the times- so don't expect too much from him in bed. the pace and strenght depends on mood and ofcourse on you, he wouldn't do something unless both of you want it.

⋆˙.’ praises. damn he loves praises so much. he's a sucker for those. don't be afraid to give voice to it how much you love him. how good he is. he will love that and yeah at first he got embarrassed, but as time went on he learned to get used to it and now he even encourages you to let it out those sweet sounds.

⋆˙.’ will praise you too but a lil shy about his moans so usually he tries to be silent.

⋆˙.’ totally a whimper guy. believe me.

⋆˙.’ will be grabbing you around or mostly your waist to steady himself while moving.

⋆˙.’ wasn't into quickies but time is money and he can't say no to his body's desires so he had to get satisfied with those.

⋆˙.’ loves giving orals. receiving is okay too but he prefers the first. loves to please you and if he could he would stay between those soft thighs of yours all night and day long.

⋆˙.’ fav pose is prob missionary. loves seeing your face in pleasure and if he gets too embarrassed he can hide his face in the crook of your neck.

⋆˙.’ if you have the time for that, be sure that he's gonna tease the words out of you. he wants to hear exactly what you want him to do with you.

⋆˙.’ mateo can be very freaky sometimes and do questionable things even in public. like keeping his fingertips on your inner thighs under the table and we can't forget the classic dirty talk which also wasn't something that he would do at the start but he got the girlfriend effect.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters... .•`YORU´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... my dating headcannons about him; what would it be like to date with him ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 1,2k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... fluff, slight nsfw (tw!), mentions of smut, boyfriend! yoru, gender neutral reader ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... ​reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

a/n: more headcannons! yoru might be mean sometimes, but he has a softer side, or at least i think so and i will tell you why in the next hcs. also yoru will be ryo. will be nsfw hcs [TW] but mostly fluff about your relationship with him and if or if not you're his significant other.

⋆˙.’ if you’re friends with him, yes, he wouldn’t treat you any different from his other friends. in fact, the he’s the exact opposite from a ‘good’ friend. you even considered to cut ties with him.

⋆˙.’ he’s mean. he’s a jerk. ryo would always try to start fights with you and will tease you about almost everything. won’t stop unless he sees that you’re deeply hurt by his mocking and when that happens he just mumbles a quick ‘sorry’ and will ignore you for a few hours or days.

⋆˙.’ but not bc he’s THAT much of a jerk. he just never dealt and will deal with that much human emotion. he think’s it’s better to leave things calm down, rather than bringing it up by talking it out.

⋆˙.’ he’s like some online boyfriend. if he’s not in the mood for talking, he won’t. he simply walks past you, a quick glance and that’s it. but if you’re looking for his company, most of the times he won’t ignore you.

⋆˙.’ won’t initiate conversations at first, unless he needs something.

⋆˙.’ you have a crush on him? well, sorry but he couldn’t care less. ryo will notice in an istant the changes in girls’ behavior and your secret won’t be unknown anymore.

⋆˙.’ he will reject you coldly or it would take a damned long time for him to love you back.

⋆˙.’ when he has a crush on you, he. be. tsundere. like don’t expect him to tell you about his feelings. even more mean than before and you think that he actually hates you or something. but he’s not dumb. he will try tricks to be close to you and try very hard to impress you. sometimes too hard and accidentally harms himself. but keep in mind. never you. he would never hurt you on purpose. -only by mistake-

⋆˙.’ won’t confess. no amount of teasing from his friends will make him act. unless he’s drunk. if he drinks enough he will simply blurt it out. something like: “i like you. i won’t say it again so you better remember it tomorrow.” but we all know that he will say it again to you in the morning.

⋆˙.’ if you’re his significant other ryo will let you know how much he loves you. pda isn’t something he’s afraid from and sometimes he can go too far, when that happens you have to tell him to behave himself. ofcourse you don’t mind little kisses and stuff but grabbing ass publicly is a little too much.

⋆˙.’ but on the other hand he doesn’t like to post on social media about your relationship. don’t expect activity from him; and even when you decide to share something, he hesitantly will say yes but only because you want it.

⋆˙.’ he doesn’t pamper. -or at least he says that- but will always give in to you. you just learned how to get what you want.

⋆˙.’ surprisingly good at cooking but won’t do it unless necessary. he thinks it’s women’s job. -tho at times you can get him to cook together-

⋆˙.’ since he’s a short king, he won’t be happy if you wear high heels even though he thinks it’s sexy. you’re not much shorter than him but his body posture is straight as hell bc he wants to appear taller.

⋆˙.’ his jealousy level is crazy most of the times. would not hesitate to warn the person who’s hitting on you. in the beginning he was more violent and would take action but you ‘practiced’ being at piece with him and explained how it would be better for both of you if he wouldn’t just straight up beat the shit out of the other person who got close to you.

⋆˙.’ so when his possessiveness hits, you shot a quick glance at ryo and he calms down like a dog and backs away. ofc he’s going to be a little upset but won’t show it. he would rather die than seem weak in front of you. (another red flag ahem)

⋆˙.’ but you see through him like you see through a sieve. in those times it’s best to comfort him. he doesn’t know that you realized so he just simply enjoys your kindness. he was all grumpy at first -or tried to seem grumpy-, now he just goes up to you with lowered head, flushed cheeks and slightly opened arms.

⋆˙.’ i love this man’s aggression. he only has a soft spot for you and you know it.

⋆˙.’ make out session are rough. almost as if he wants to make a competition from it. don’t get me wrong. it can be passionate but there’s always a way he makes it more harsh. expect a lot of touching while kissing.

⋆˙.’ expect a lot of you touching overall.

⋆˙.’ this man will not let you hear his moans. he’ll do anything and everything he could to seem more masculine in front of you. no amount of encouragement could change his mind.

⋆˙.’ so even when he lets slip out noises, it’s mostly groans. (for comparison when he teleports in game. ik it’s weird but i can only imagine him doing that sound)

⋆˙.’ he likes to put his whole weight on you, sticking together from sweat; doesn’t mean to hurt you or make you uncomfortable and that’s why he always asks for permission. it’s a habit of him that he couldn’t control from the start. it’s just goes without thinking. ryo wants to feel you as close as possible.

⋆˙.’ yes. ryo is a walking red flag most of the times, but he’s not crazy. and by that i mean that he probably doesn’t has any weird kinks. satisfied with vanilla, unless you want to try out something new. he’s always down for that.

⋆˙.’ only breeding kink but i guess it’s still okay—

⋆˙.’ and probably a masochist too some days.

⋆˙.’ he’s obsessed with your boobs. he loves all of you, but your chest takes a special place in his heart; -and mind- so when you just want to tease him, it is enough to walk in front of him a few times without a bra and you get what you want.

⋆˙.’ arguing with him can be kind of painful. he will just wait for you to shut up. won’t yell back unless you finished your rant. when that happens, he will simply just say back the most hurtful things he can think of, with the calmest tone that could be heard from him.

⋆˙.’ ryo’s goal is to crush all your dignity into pieces and he can reach it quite easily. you feel stupid to the core.

⋆˙.’ he WON’T sit you down with you to talk it out. after arguments you will be all pouty at him. ryo will either be the same, or wouldn’t care at all and act like nothing happened. if the second, it will fume your hatred even more.

⋆˙.’ sometimes to the point you’re not even mad, just straight up sad.

⋆˙.’ he notices it and that’s when he brings it up again. but this time he tries to not to put his own feelings first.

⋆˙.’ he tries. really tries but fails so in the end you’re feeling even worse.

⋆˙.’ at one point tears started welling from your eyes. that was when he finally just embraced you with a tight hug, placing his chin on top of your head, not daring to look into your eyes; just his arms folded around you and a simple apology.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters...•`MATSUNO CHIFUYU´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... sad and tired chifuyu needs some comfort, you're more than happy to provide him that. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 0,7k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... sfw, fluff, final timeline!chifuyu, boyfriend!chifuyu, comforting, slight angst, female reader, mentions of female bodyparts (tits) ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

one thing this boy’s obsessed with is your chest. literally doesn’t give a fuck if your breasts are loaded or not. the softness of your skin always makes up for it. laying on it would be literal heaven, -according to him-. to say that your boyfriend always had surprise for you, wasn’t an understatement. licking, biting, -not always in a sexual way- and scratching, just like a cat; so a sad and quiet chifuyu wasn’t a sight that you often saw, and-or was pleased to see.

he was the energetic piece to your life what you always craved. still, on long days like this, he didn’t want anything more than just slump down on your body, distract everything and only focusing on you.

the door clicked, then after a few seconds, it closed shut with a loud bang which echoed through the house. shoes abandoned somewhere close to the entrance, dragging himself and with the remaining strength, chifuyu threw himself on the couch. not bothering with a ‘hi’ or ‘hey love’ or anything like that, just sitting in complete silence, zoning out.

at this point, you wondered if he even noticed your presence next to him or did he completely blank out? in the house’s complete darkness, only the television’s dim light provided brightness. the boy’s soft features was highlighted at one moment, then it wasn’t in the next. the turquoise orbs, which on other days overflowed from joy, now lacked it. eyes staring at one point, without blinking, eyelids just barely open. dark bags were a blot on the landscape.

his delicate lips covering each other, pressed in a thin line, what once was warm rosy and glossy, now chapped and cracked. slightly trembling from lack of sleep and from so much fatigue. -you were practically burning holes into his face, staring at him. still didn’t notice you..-

black bangs sticking into his eyes time to time. -he just lets them hang there.- the ends shining from sweat. his hair is almost covering all of his face; he stares through them.

“—fuyu.”

“chifuyu!..”

“matsuno chifuyu!” you shook his shoulder with more firmness.

“m?” he hums effortlessly. only his eyes moving to look at you. his body leaning forward, elbows on his knees while his legs are apart. you found yourself inching closer to him. sitting on your thighs, you drop your left arm over his shoulder, your palm covering his ear and guiding his head towards your chest.

he sighs. “i appreciate you, but-”

“shush.” leaning in front of him, you make him swallow back his words. “loosen up.” he’s not in the mood for this, you feel it. trying to comfort him when he’s against it not the easiest job. you can’t help the way your body stiffens at feeling his muscles now against you. hope dies last so you don’t back down, you wait for him, to fold his tense arms over your back, returning the hug.

he finally does after what seemed like an eternity. “y/n…”

“i know it’s hard… but it wouldn’t kill you to lean on me, am i wrong?” you let a bittersweet smile slide up to your face.

chifuyu’s neutral looking features finally moved. his eyes getting bigger in awe.

“h-huh?” he stutters.

“s’not like you’re good at hiding it that something’s up.” fingertips slipping between his locks, fidgeting, curling, playing with the ends of his hair. his eyebrows furrows. how could he be so weak that you saw through him? after his fairly stressful day, this was cherry on top.

a few minutes of self-chewing and blaming, through the soft fabric of the shirt, you felt sharp nails dig into the skin of your hips.

“…fuyu… don’t beat yourself up because of something stupid like this..” your boyfriend curls into himself to make sure every part of him is in your warmth. smushing his face into your neck, inhaling your comforting scent. “you don’t have to tell me if it’s something you don't want, but know that you always can rely on me..” a faint chuckle leaves your throat. your thumb sneaking under his chin, angling upwards, for you to see the usual joy in his eyes which had you smiling too.

this was all it took for you, to get back the chifuyu matsuno you knew. he pressed his mouth to yours in a soft manner, gentle and sensational. then his head found its way back to the place he so much loves: your chest.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters... .•`HAITANI RAN´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS...beautiful and silky haired ran after some nudging, bit the nail and let you do his hair. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 0,6k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... sfw, fluff, early timeline!ran; boyfriend!ran, gender neutral reader ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

a/n: i’ve always wanted to braid ran’s hair in his younger self. so i wrote something with. xoxo•ᴗ•

"babe.. are you done--"

"shut up, ran.” your cheeks formed into a pout for a brief moment and you licked your lips as a sign of concentration. fingers tangled into his lock, straightening his tousled hair. it was silky, smooth and. kind to the touch. you took up more and more time, and since your boyfriend is knowingly a low maintenance it was easy to shutter his eyes close at any second. and that didn’t help either how gently you massaged his scalp.

silence. his head slightly slumped forward. ran could never resist your caresses and wouldn’t want to either. it was 9:04 pm. his tiredness swallowed him whole, even this early in the night but you were uninterested. he promised. he sworn, that one time or another you’re allowed to braid his hair.

“ran.” quiet. “sweetheart, you’re up?” he was in fact not up. the boy you called out for was in complete slumber. you let go of his hair and moved your hands to the nape of his neck. nails digging into his flesh, pinching him.

a low grunt. “… why'd you do that for?…” you hear ran's groggy voice call out.

“sit still.” you hummed. “the two parts won’t be equal if your head is not straight…” an exhale in response from the man. you bit back a chuckle.

“‘m cold…” he whined. "why not just hugging me instead?.." you stopped with your work, still holding his strands. then a random voice told you: just pull on it. and you did.

“ow!—” he yelped as you yanked his hair from behind. ‘damn. i shouldn’t have done that, have i?’ and you were right. he snapped his head backwards too look at you. sharp violet orbs piercing into your soul like daggers. then his eyes moved up on your arm, seeing you grip into his blonde-black hair.

your blood ran cold. a deep gulp and you finally managed to stutter out an apology. "..ran.. sorry--"

the ice-cold expression melting away, he snarled. "sweets.." your hands fell to your side. he turned his torso towards you, sitting on the edge of your bed. you fell backwards from the kneeling position behind him, laying your body weight on your thighs, now sitting on them. you know you can't play your ways with him but sometimes you just couldn't care less. note to yourself: you should care.

your instincts told you you probably need to make as much space between you two as humanly possible before he just scoops up your body. unfortunately for you, it happened before you could've take action.

grabbing your shoulder, pushing into the soft cushions. black locks tickling the soft skin of yours. face to face, while he was pinning you down. "if you want to run away, act faster than you think... just a friendly reminder." you already tried that. never worked, and he knew that. grin wider than it should be, he descended next to you on the sheets. his hair still not done, but considering the events of this night, you might just let it be like that.

"you're just something else.. being brave enough to do this, huh.." you flinched at his words. ran spooned you up from behind, hands dropped over your delicate hips, warm and gentle breath hugging around your neck. "hey.. i'm not angry." damn it. you thought you can hide how shocked and maybe even scared you were by the way he suddenly changed mood at you. you nodded, letting out the remaining breath from your lungs, pulling yourself together. the hand that had draped over your side, started rubbing sweet circles into the skin of your tummy, eventually stopping after he drifted to sleep but not before pressing a few smooches to your back and murmuring a good night.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⁰⁰'²⁵ ━━●━━───── ⁰²'⁰⁸

╰┈➤ characters...•`MITSUYA TAKASHI´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS...tired you after a long week, waited him with your embrace in the bed, unfortunately for you, he just wasn't there. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT...0,5k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS..., fluff, gender neutral reader ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

after a hellish week at work, coming home on a friday night was the best thing that could happen to you. shoes kicked off at the entrance, stumbling into the house on bare feet. a grunt slips out from between your lips, just when you hear him calling out for you-

“y/n?” the boy says softly. “sugar!..” takashi exclaims, while suddenly sliding his arms around you casually. his voice serves as a balm to your senses, senses-which lost all of their strength throughout the days. “hi..” leaning into your touch, he murmurs those words. your legs have taken root in the ground, wanting anything but break away from the comfort of his warm chest pressed to your head.

finally reaching your shared bed, slumping down on it in some thin shirt and shorts, exhaling the remaining breath you held in for some time, you closed your eyes when you realized the lack of warmth next to you. your barefoot touched the ground again, taking silent steps towards takashi’s working room. you carefully opened the door, only for you to peek in.

you see him still leaning over his desk, gently sewing on what looks like a light blue silk fabric from afar. there’s complete darkness in the room, only his face illuminated by the dim orange light of the lamp. black rimmed glasses sat on the bridge of his nose, dropping forward a little from the angle at which he held his head. takashi’s lavender locks falls into his sight here and there, a focused expression on his face. you can’t help, but fix your sight at him- till the point he notices you out of the blue. he twists his head towards you, his lips curving upwards now at the sight of you admiring him. the realization jolts you that you’ve been staring and blush immediately starts to spread across your face.

takashi leans backwards on the chair, putting down his work on the table in front of him. “why are you up so late?..” smooth tone caresses your ear. the purple haired boy pats his thigh with one hand silently. your breath hitches but you collect yourself and drag your tired legs over, eventually stopping next to him. his palm found the small of your back, helping you into his lap. hands sliding down and guiding your legs so it hugs his sides. “hm?” he lets out the sound when you remember that you forgot to give answer to his question.

“i missed you… and-”

“and?” he raises an eyebrow, orbs fixated on you, analyzing your expressions.

“and… and that’s all..” you finish it off in the end, your head now leaned over into the nape of his neck. “i just wanted you beside me in the bed..” the words sent shivers down his spine as you breath them against his hot skin. takashi’s muscles tense around you, hugging you ever so tightly, leaving wet kisses from your chin, trailing them down, then they die out at your collarbone.

“‘guess i’ll just finish this another day..” low grunt rolls from his throat but it turns into his so beautiful chuckle.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⁰⁰'²⁵ ━━●━━───── ⁰²'⁰⁸

╰┈➤ characters...•`S. MANJIRO [MIKEY], R. KEN [DRAKEN], M. TAKASHI, M CHIFUYU´•.

ᴘᴀʀᴛ. 1; ᴘᴀʀᴛ. 2

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... no one's perfect, neither them, so here's their issues in your loving relationship. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 1,9k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... tw! disturbing content, gender neutral reader, obsession, manipulation, emotional dependence, overprotection, toxic relationship ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​🇲​​🇦​​🇳​​🇯​​🇮​​🇷​​🇴​. [​🇲​​🇮​​🇰​​🇪​​🇾​] 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'ｌｏｎｅｌｉｎｅｓｓ ｉｎｄｕｃｔｉｏｎ '

‘they induce mental trauma into their love interest’s head in order to push them away from others. they make themselves out to be their love interest’s best option, making the love interest believe that all the others will betray them and that the yandere is the only one who can be trusted, but they actually just want to isolate their love interest. they destroy relationships and ruin families to get their love interest as isolated and vulnerable as possible.’

“trust in me… you trust in me, y/n… right?” mikey’s dark orb fixated on your face, seeking out your reply. little nod. he smiled. “that’s my girl.. i just want what’s best for you..” you push your face in his firm chest, the cloth of his shirt sticking to your face thanks to your fresh tears, smudged across your face.

“the word’s cruel, darlin’… and i’m the only one, who wants your well-being..” mikey cooed, his palm glided across your -compared to his- small back over and over again.

in his point of view, he had to cut you away from everything that isn’t him and everything that could make you leave him. to accomplish this nothing was too much, no money and no time mattered. only you. he would rather die, than paint his hands with the crimson fluid and you knew about this. we all know how much power and influence he held at his service, and so it was piece of cake to get done easily anything, without him getting involved. minions were perfect to do the work for him. take someone’s life and then have your dear father take the case? crashing down your family into pieces? they did it for mikey within a whistle. you’ve drifted away from one friend after another. they were bad people, the news and rumors about them was unstoppable. it left you shocked, they would never do this.. right?

it felt like he was all you had, no family, no friend.. you changed they changed for the bad. and mikey was the one who brought spotlight to it. his being was better than anything, the way he cared about you… made you forget about his manipulation.

but mikey never failed you, he was the one. always. just stay still and look as pretty and vulnerable as you can so he can save you from those filthy people you call your ‘relatives’, it would be such a damn shame you getting involved with them.

‘he’s bad’ they say. ‘he’s manipulating you’. liars. mikey wouldn’t do that. you are so grateful for him in your life. he’s like a guiding light, day after day, he’s the only person in your life you trust to the end and back.

as you hug your one, face buried in the crook of his neck seeking out safety, his lips slightly curve into smile. he holds your body against his. “i’ll always be here.. pretty girl...”

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ 🇰​​🇪​​🇳​. [​🇩​​🇷​​🇦​​🇰​​🇪​​🇳​] 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'ｔｒａｉｎｉｎｇ '

‘they will punish and torture their love interest if they think they did something they shouldn’t or when they don’t act like wanted to give them a lesson. these yanderes use methods that are usually pretty morbid and painful, some could even leave permanent damage to the love interest. they will then “reward” the love interest when they finally do something wanted of them.’

he takes ahold of your chin, pressing a quick smooch on your skin.

“i’m so, so, so proud of you, love..” he leaves those soothing words hanging in the air. draken took special care to praise you for every little gesture that brought him joy in your behavior. it filled his heart with pure loving, knowing you were so obedient and faithful. it took him so damned long time and so much effort to form you this way. dealing with you was hard at first, the way you would make the typical teenager and draken would be the worrying mom.

he wasn't afraid to punish. punishment meant new lesson for you and like that, slowly and steadily you grew into what you are now. a dog. a respectful and respected human being. they looked at you, they thought you are weird. they thought he's weird. oh how much they were wrong, he did everything for your sake. it was painful, but it served your progression. bruises covered your neck, down to your ankles. others weren't allowed to see it. those bruises were only for his eyes, it was like trophies. he knew he had forged you into what you are now, and it made him proud.

even so, he wasn't cruel. rewards was also something he loved giving to you and did with so much happiness. you meant the literal word for him, he would do everything that he's capable of, now listen to him and everything will be so happy around you and not a single problem in your life will be left. the fantasy of leaving him got pushed out of your mind at the very beginning. it's a topic you don't want to bring up again, for your sake. blaming others for laying a hand on you? the best solution would be to train you to avoid contact with everyone but him. this way, he doesn't have to hurt them and the 'losing you' thought would be solved too. everyone's happy!

draken kisses your lips softly. you loved this side, when all he did was praising you for your good work. you learned with time that obeying is so much effective, than resisting. resting in his strong embrace, forgetting everything and everyone that isn't him was the best decision.

​⋆⭒˚｡⋆ 🇹​​🇦​​🇰​​🇦​​🇸​​🇭​​🇮​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'ｐｒｏｔｅｃｔｉｖｅ '

‘they see everything and everyone as a threat for the love interest. they will use extreme methods to get rid of other “dangerous” people permanently, and even punish and torture them for the harm they did to the love interest, even if they didn’t really do all that much. feeling that the love interest is fragile, pure or vulnerable, and that everyone else can taint or hurt them, the yanderes finally decide to take care of it themselves and protect the love interest, getting rid of all “bad people” near them for the sake of their love interest and at any cost.’

the doors clicking sound could be heard only in the night’s darkness. it was 2:05am, -you glanced at the clock- blankets were all over your body, that was the only thing keeping you warm by the lack of his body next to yours. small steps echoed in the house, it was him. he finally arrived home. you exhaled a long breath of relief.

while you tried to find peace in your mind to get at least a blink of sleep, takashi furiously and hastily dragged out the contents of the black bag, dropped over his shoulder. drenched white shirt landed on the bathroom floor along with a few metal stool. how he had to take matters into his own hand, made him go nuts, what a nuisance to take care of, instead of being next to you on the soft sheets, having heartfelt conversations and talking all night long, his body perfectly fitting with yours in his arms. his lavender locks tangling into yours, his chest softly rising up and down under you head.

you just waited patiently for takashi all day and night, to return back from his work and finally be with you. and so you did now too, eyes now got used to the dark, staring at the door, counting the seconds and minutes till he steps inside.

hand stinging through the gloves from the bleach, slowly burning holes in the fabric and scratching the very skin. eyebrows furrowed at first in concentration, now from pain. he squeezed the remaining water out of the cloth. hopeless. better get rid of it all tomorrow morning, before you get any hint of what could have happened. the lilac tip of his hair now red, rosy cheeks now bloodstained. dragging his tired legs over to a quick shower. the dried fluid now snaking its way down the drain, a grunt falls from his chapped lips. a few minutes after, stopping the tap, he steps out of the shower. he feels new and fresh, the metallic smell now completely gone.

by 2:54am he happily climbs beside you in gray sweatpants, the hem of it sitting lowly at his waist, shoving his v-line. you immediately rolled over to face him, steam still covering his whole, without a thought of where had he been, with a delighted smile, you place your head to his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. strong fingers curling the strands of your hair, drifting off to sleep. he humms deeply. this was what he wanted to protect at all cost.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​🇨​​🇭​​🇮​​🇫​​🇺​​🇾​​🇺​.​ 𓆩❤︎𓆪

' ｄｅｐｅｎｄｅｎｃｅ'

‘wishing for their love interest to be able to know that they make a difference in the lives of their dependence yandere partner/spouse, they seek to be vulnerable around their love interest by depending on them. this can range from stupidly simple things, like constantly dropping or forgetting something, behaving like an idiot — often times subconsciously so, to claiming that they’d die without their love interest (although that’s obviously false)..’

‘she won’t leave me… she won’t leave me.. she won’t leave me.. she won’t-’ the words echoed in chifuyu’s head, like a broken record. his orbs staring into the void,- sitting on the edge of the bed, knuckles white from the way he gripped the sheets next to him.

“chifuyu!” you exclaimed, entering the room. as if all the life came back to his soul, he shot up his head to turn his attention towards you.

"my sunshine..” the boy muttered. he didn’t realize the moment he felt your presence next to his body. warm fingers grazed the line of his face. somehow he seemed ever so sad, just like on other days, when you weren’t in his company. those moments were suffocating for chifuyu. without your loving and caring soul, heart and body, his life felt empty and pointless. it was a hassle to get you in his possession, now he has to make sure to keep you. he can’t lose you. he has to keep you beside him. the constant fear of losing you would never leave his mind free, the uncontrollable clinging to you has turned into madness and so the self-pitying had started.

his voice dropped to a raspy tone. “i…” breathing out, chifuyu intentionally turns his head away from your gaze. with your palm, you made him facing you. “i.. don’t want to lose you..” green eyes filled with forged sorrow, you wrap your gentle arms around his neck, pulling him closer to your chest in a comforting manner. in his sitting position and how you stand in front of him, between his legs, he closes them, trapping you in. you ignore it, placing your chin on top of his head. now his lips has curled into a grin from ear to ear. he runs his arms around your waist, you don’t struggle in his clasp. it seems so welcoming to you, as if he’s manipulating your mind and body, you feel attached to him-but not as much as he is to you.- you have to take care of him, not in a child-like way. he craved your love, he was so sweet, you just couldn't deny it from him.

you never saw harm in him, he wouldn’t be able to hurt anybody, and especially not you. he makes the perfect boyfriend and significant other in your eyes. -and that’s exactly he want you to think.- chifuyu is fragile without you, do NOT even think about leaving or breaking up. and if you do, to your regret the anguish, bitterness and agony will swallow you up whole. he will make sure it does.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters...•`K. HAJIME, H. RAN, H. RINDOU, K. IZANA´•.

ᴘᴀʀᴛ. 2; ᴘᴀʀᴛ. 1

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS...no one's perfect, neither them, so here's their issues in your loving relationship. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT...1,6k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... tw! disturbing content, gender neutral reader, obsession, manipulation, emotional dependence, overprotection, toxic relationship ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER...reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​🇭​​🇦​​🇯​​🇮​​🇲​​🇪​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

' ｗｏｒｓｈｉｐ '

‘they treat their love interest like a god, not caring how they are treated in return. they act like someone who, and actually might, owe their love interest their life. they don’t care if their love interest loves them back or not. these yanderes will kill for their love interest and hurt those who think badly of their love interest.’

with furrowed eyebrows, you watch the scene unfold in front of you. the realization hits you, eyes now wide with horror. you feel your heart drop, legs frozen in place as someone takes action.

“you little!..” she hissed, slowly touching the edge of her mouth with her fingertips, feeling the hot fluid. the girl still on the floor, slightly trembling from fear, stood in front of her him. frustrated expression sitting on his face, hajime gets hold down by another pair of arms, forcing his bloody fists behind his back.

“fucking bitch..” the always calming and charming voice of his, now filled with venom, eyes full of bitterness. “we’re not done with this, if i ever hear… her name from your filthy mouth..”

“okay.. that’s enough, kokonoi..” the classmate shushed him, hajime with the rest of his strength, pulled his arms out of the person's grasp. lips still in frown, glancing towards you and starts taking steps in your direction.

by now your legs have taken root, his whole standing in front of you, blood still dripping on his palms, he embraces you in a tight hug, which only just grows stronger and stronger, face leaned over in the safety of your neck, his black locks tickling it. hajime exhaled a shaky breath, pressing a sloppy kiss to your warm skin. you still stood in one place, arms let loose next to you, not returning his embrace but he couldn’t care less. he had to defend you, no one else stood up, someone had to stop those people who dare to trash his one. everyone but you deserve this kind of treatment, the thread has already snapped when your name rolled down from someone’s tongue in the company of a few nasty insinuations. in hajime’s world you were the light, it was his job to protect you from everyone else. there would be no line he would be afraid to cross when it comes to you. it creeped you out. the way he changes his mood by just mentioning you or seeing you pass on hallways made all of your hair on your back stand up. don’t get me wrong, you had nothing against it, his kindness towards you melted your heart. but this kindness only towards you, was the reason you tried avoid conversations with him or just purely being in his company. unfortunately for you, he was just like glue. so yeah… good luck in the future!

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​🇷​​🇦​​🇳​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'ｒｅｓｔｒａｉｎｔｓ'

‘they will directly lock up the love interest, tie up or even kidnap and drug their love interest to keep them around and compliant. restraints type yandere characters don’t tie up their love interest for reasons of domination/submission. rather, they want their love interest to never wander from their side. many will even tie their love interest to themselves.’

you fluttered your eyes open with agonizing pain spreading throughout your body, resting on the cold floor, forced in a sitting position. lights flickering in the place, your vision still fuzzy, a pair of black boots stepped into your sight. head banging while you felt something warm run down on your forehead, you tried to open your eyes more to at least get a glimpse of what’s happening.

you woke up fully when you realized that you’re struggling against those restrains tied around your wrists out of reflex. then you finally got to identify the person in front of you.

“you up, princess?” the smoothness of his voice sent goosebumps all over your body, almost in a bad way. you gulped deeply, mouth opened to form some kind of sentence but only shaky breaths could be heard. ran tilted his head in a questioning manner, grinning by now. “what? cat got your tongue?” a malicious snort fell from his lips. “okay.. since it’s that hard to guess… i might just give ya a little hint…”

the older haitani crouched down to your eyes level, his tone remained the same but something got added to his gaze with which he examined all your actions with full attention. “i was kind.. i was so.. kind… i tried not to resort to this, but you simply gave me no choice.” the taller male’s thumb grazed your features, you felt something smudge on your head, then he brought his digits back close to himself, smile faded when he saw your dark red and dried blood dirtying his hands. in the company of a scoff, he wiped it down on your ragged shirt, all this as he glared his eyes strongly on you.

your legs was the only limb he agreed free, instincts kicking in ready to raise to attack —unfortunately for you, he saw through your little thinking and your ankles got hold together by his grip— “you truly upset me, girl…” he raised up from his position, ran pushed his hips slightly forward, carefully placing his hands on his sides, watching over you with despise. “hope this lesson sticks in your head…”

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​🇷​​🇮​​🇳​​🇩​​🇴​​🇺​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'’ｒｅｖｅｒｓｅ’ ｌｏｎｅｌｉｎｅｓｓ ｉｎｄｕｃｔｉｏｎ '

‘they can also provoke the love interest to be the one people don’t want to approach, rather than the other way around. they will be the ones responsible of the people around the love interest starting to fear or be disgusted by the love interest, spreading rumors or false evidence that make the love interest look horrible so no one else will want to be around them, not even family and friends, leaving the yandere to be the only person the love interest can rely on and feel accepted and loved by. by doing this, the people close to the love interest will eventually disappear from their lives by their own volition, and the only one around to show their “understanding” and “compassion” to the love interest will be the yandere, without anyone else getting in the way.’

“she’s here..”

“is that her?..” they’re loud.

“she’s the girl who—..” they’re too loud. you finally cover your ears up with your shaky hands, legs now in hurry towards the entrance. eyes fixated on the ground, sweat rushing down on your forehead.

“they’re at it again?” a voice questioned, mockery evident in their tone. you shot up you’re head, accidentally staring right into his piercing orbs. he didn’t break the eye contact, stood his ground. a half smile rolling up to his face.

you swallow deeply, failing to give answer and with slower steps this time, carrying-on the mourning on your way. his hand snaked up to your left shoulder, squeezing it firmly.

“you… why are you always here for me?.. " his mouth parted, eyes widened a little, clearing his throat before answering the question. “how come the gossips not scared you off?..” your tone fading down word by word.

“let’s not bother talking about that.. focus on me. me, the only one left for you..”

he didn’t have the control over you? oh he must have it over other people. since, who would want to hang out with someone like you? someone, who steals, who always spread bad things about other, who is allegedly two-faced? no one. no one but him. haitani rindou. yes, he is the only person remained in your orbit. the desperate clinging to others only scared them off even more. why bother trying?

there was no room for guilt and remorse, just focusing on the goal. they left. they finally left. and he succeeded, even with muddy hands in the end. you were the goal.

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' ｄｅｌｕｓｉｏｎ '

‘the shock trope delusion yandere will create a false happy life with their loved one in their mind despite the real absence of the love interest in it or bad conditions around them. they will imagine and truly believe that they are in a close relationship with their love interest, sometimes even in their ideal home and a family life of their own. the yandere would be the only character to believe in this fictional reality without knowing the real sad truth.’

“and what do you know about her?” a taller male questioned, while walking forward with slow steps.

“so much more than anyone else…” he answers, peeking out under his white locks.

“you say that she’s head over heels for you, does she even know y—”

“yes.” a simple grumble falls from his lips, fearing if he looks to the person next to him, his hand would not stop ‘till guy’s beat to pulp.

“you’re crazy..” a whisper hit izana’s ear, he rewarded it by picking up his pace, leaving his company behind, shocked. they didn’t know you. izana was the one, the only one who knew who you were deep down. -obviously, when he was your boyfriend. in fast steps, izana passed by you, shoulder lightly brushing against yours. he had to hold himself back from outright attack you with his embrace, instead, he sent a small smile in your direction.

‘you saw him again, who was he? he must know me..’ these thoughts filled your head once again, it’s been like this… for a while now. out from pure curiosity, your head snapped around, fingers snaking around his biceps, stopping izana in his steps.

his orchid eyes burned a hole into your arm, as he watched intensely your hold on his arm. then those cold eyes traveled up to your face, seeing your eyebrows furrow, the edge of his mouth twitched into a smirk.

“who… are you?”

“darling…” the words were muttered, his head slightly angled downwards even though his eyes stared into yours, without an ounce of hesitation to turn away. “your boyfriend… don’t you recognize me?…”

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters... .•`HAITANI RAN, HAITANI RINDOU´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... some cute and spicy headcannons which i think would be true if you're in a relationship with them. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 2,1k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... fluff, slight nsfw (tw!), boyfriend!ran, boyfriend!rindou, gender nautral reader, kinks (tw!), slight possessiveness (tw!) ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

a/n: before i write anything else, i would like to clarify, that i don’t ship them, and this is purely how they treat with you as their ‘shared’ girlfriend.

⋆˙.’ We all know how lazy is Ran so when you offer to braid his hair for him, he would be so relieved that he doesn’t has to do it himself. Now we have Rindou here, when they were younger, he used to be the one doing it for Ran but when they got older, Rin just casually forgot about it and didn’t had the time. When he saw you braiding Ran’s hair, he got so much nostalgia… -that he left you alone with Ran. Yeah, he’s done with that shit. He doesn’t even want to see you taking care of it, so much effort and so much time he put it in Ran’s hair care. Now that’s over.

⋆˙.’ But if you stumble over to Rindou, asking him if you could braid his hair too, he would furrow his eyebrows, almost as if he’s thinking about it. -in reality he just thinks about how he should decline your request, as kindly as possible.- “no” “why?? :(((” “my hair’s not made for that kind of stuff, ask Ran.” and he’s already shooing you off.

⋆˙.’ I feel like Ran would be more of an ass-kinda guy. (he loves all of you but that squishy flesh’s his favorite part on you) Wear leggings, mini skirts will do the work or just a simple close fitting dress. Wouldn’t be afraid to show how you made him feel, even in public. Thighs also something he loves the touch of. The bigger the better. Being insecure about them just makes him worship you and your thighs even more. There is hardly a time when there are no hickeys on it and also when it comes to relaxing, one of his favorite pillow is your legs.

⋆˙.’ And Rindou would be the tits-kinda guy. I’m sorry but he either just doesn’t give a fuck about asses or he would be disgusted by them. He isn’t someone who easily gets going by wearing something revealing -most of the times- especially in public, but in private he would simply lets his dick guide him.

⋆˙.’ Clothes with low coverage is something that you rarely wear, but when that time comes, the brothers have different opinions about. Ran would be easygoing, saying he can fight, wear what your heart desires. And because his eyes too enjoy seeing you in those dresses.

⋆˙.’ But when you’re with Rindou, he wouldn’t be too amazed. Simply hits you with a “I don’t want you to wear that..” He thinks it’s better to be safe than sorry. With a sour expression, your eyes widen slightly. Not hurt, but it didn’t felt good hearing those words from him. Of course, he didn’t meant to make you sad and he can defend you any time, but he’s sometimes so aggressive that he could gouge out others’ eyes from just a glance.

⋆˙.’ Since Ran has a really bad eyesight and how he refuses to wear glasses, he usually gets really close to you when you’re talking. At first you got intimidated, leaning your body back a little. Ran didn’t know why did you do that, but after you explained, he explained too about his bad eyesight, everything got clear to you, but sometimes how out of the blue he gets closer to you, still frightens you.

⋆˙.’ On the contrary Rindou can keep his distance. He doesn’t really likes to get close to people, even if they’re someone he’s friends or family with. He would just simply scrunch his eyes at them. But it’s rare when you see him without glasses, most of the time only when he’s fighting.

⋆˙.’ They DO NOT know how to cook. Ran tried for Rindou once, trying to take care of him as the helpful big brother he is, ended up causing fire. Rindou tried too, out of fun or just saying one time he’s gonna live alone and he should know how to take care of himself. Ended up just like Ran’s trying. So you (try to) cook. They always help tho, since in their clingy moments they wouldn’t leave you alone.

⋆˙.’ Jealousy between them almost doesn’t exists. Ran knows how Rindou needs you too, and vice-versa. He can’t just have you all for himself when you agreed to share affection between them. So Ran takes it easy, sometimes being playful about it how he wants you to spend time with him.

⋆˙.’ But Rindou can be sometimes really sad. He knows too, how his brother needs you too, but the deep down boiling jealousy can’t be always pushed back. It doesn’t come out as aggression, but sadness. You instantly notice his behavior change and confront him about it. Of course he refuses to admit it at first, but a bit nudging and he’s on your chest, you comforting him while he’s venting over his problems. After he’s back to his usual self, he can’t help but feel ashamed by you seeing this side of him.

⋆˙.’ However, jealousy over another guy is an another whole and scarier topic. It does come out as aggression from both of them. Ran starting with only harsh looks and words towards the new male, turning into heated and sometimes bloody fights. It happens much when he realizes that you’re uncomfortable too in the other person’s company and seemingly not have a pleasant experience.

⋆˙.’ Rindou’s easier to trigger, after a few gulps and sending daggers in your direction, fists are already clenched, ready to launch towards the other person. Ran would be the only person to stop him in the lucky cases when he’s there but on unfortunate times when it happens that he is apparently not there, everything would unfold much quicker.

⋆˙.’ The whole stuff darkens when you saw the menacing smiles on their faces, while beating the other guy to pulp. It makes them happy, knowing how they successfully protected you, and simply the guy who got beaten up is just a pretty sight for them somehow.

⋆˙.’ Ran is not that easy to make mad, (if its about you) he tries to look away a lot of things for you, expect other males. Other males makes him rut (Rindou not included) seeing you talk with them, hearing you talk about them, having fun with them, getting close to them from your will, just makes him see red. That’s probably the only time he would get angry with you or raise his voice at you, other times he would be pretty chill. Or when he is mad he does not get to the ‘yelling’ phase. His scary look and the coldness in his tone makes you wave that white flag.

⋆˙.’ Rindou is just like Ran. Other males are a strict topic in the household, but other than that he wouldn’t raise his voice. He would use his physical strength. Especially if you’re shorter, weaker and younger. Probably wouldn’t hurt you that much, but it sure does hurts.

⋆˙.’ Ran would love to overpower you, but not from anger. He thinks it’s cute how you try to defeat him, seeing the little pout on your face he always let’s out a little chuckle to which you try even more. Rindou is not someone who loves to do this, he thinks that true love should he pure affection, not wrestling, yeah it is adorable seeing you with puffy red cheeks but he still would not participate in it.

⋆˙.’ Though sometimes Rindou would overpower you without his attention, his strength once again leaving you shocked; how he would easily throw you over his shoulder -even if you’re the bigger body type- or throw you around in the bed and not get tired for a good amount of time.

⋆˙.’ They share you. It is rare to see you three in one session, but it’s not impossible. -but even in those times, they purely focusing on you!- When that happens you feel worn out the other day even more than you thought would be possible. They aren’t gentle at these times, neither of them are easy-going, since they already got riled up and neither of them waited for their turn with you so Ran and Rindou just gives all of them at once to you on their most.

⋆˙.’ Like is said earlier how their power is not easily dies out, their libido is crazy. They do not die down after a few round, especially when they’re feeling extra freaky on some days, might have mercy on you and cut you some slack, back it’s not usual from them.

⋆˙.’ I think Ran is the softest of the two of them. He’s the one when he sees that you’re getting tired, he backs down a little. Sometimes giving voice to his thoughts with mockery, how easily you got exhausted, other times he just casually smiles and kisses your chin. Of course there are times when he’s a big rougher too, but his usual treating mode is delicate; he wants you to feel all of him and the same for him. Occasionally too slow, teasing the hell out of you, but that’s another hc.

⋆˙.’ Now Rindou is kinda different. The overflowing power in him just blows out on you. If you’re not asking him specifically to be softer, he would just give all of him in. Safe words are included (for both of them but I forgot at Ran) but you prefer not to use it, it could really change their mood. So you let both of them freely wild, however they want it usually. -even so, they would put your pleasure, before theirs.

⋆˙.’ Ran has agrexophilia. Everywhere, every time. Probably. I would see it in him. I’m sorry but how he’s the always calm type, he loves to take risks and public sex is undeniably one of his favorite things. The adrenaline pumping in his veins is just addicting, knowing you could be caught anytime. And coming from this, he can’t and doesn’t even want to control his voice, his moans are deliberately are loud af. He just straight up loves when you get caught.

⋆˙.’ By any means Ran isn’t behind Rindou in this topic, he is gentle, but just because he loves seeing you suffer. Can’t get enough of your sounds and you clenching around him, would play his games for a good enough time, before getting into the real fucking. Quickies are accepted on some occasions (when public) but it’s not an excuse to not to tease you.

⋆˙.’ As rough as prudent Rindou is, probably isn’t into public sex as Ran is, but is a quickie lover even at home. Doesn’t like to waste time, when in the mood, he’s just in the mood and if so are you then why drag things?

⋆˙.’ Ran likes to fuck out his anger on you. You serve as a toy for him and he uses it as he wants. Will not take objections, in one ear and out the other. No words are and were spoken, you firstly got a little bit scared that he’s angry with you maybe or even Rindou, but as soon as he got what he wanted to calm down, he’s back to usual and you can chat with him like a normal and sane people!

⋆˙.’ Rindou’s a sad and tired type of mad. Again, dead silent treatment and just tries to find your embrace in every possible moment. When frustration just eats him up, he would not initiate anything intimate but keep in mind, he would never reject if you’re the on doing the offer.

⋆˙.’ Pulling undergarments to the side instead of doing the usual taking off is a huge in kink for both of them. Ruining panties is their side-job and simply just leaving your clothes on in quickies is a fiery passion.

⋆˙.’ Dom. Both of them, Rindou’s a heavy soft dom with no exception or very rarely, but he thinks that he should be in the role of the leader. In Ran’s case it purely just depends on his mood, this fucking drama queen would make you believe how tired he is and make you do all the work. But when he’s the one on top he’s relentless.

⋆˙.’ When bot, Rindou will completely melt. He shows a new side of him and it’s just shocks you every time how submissive this boy can be sometimes. Ran’s just straight up a fuckass. He bullies you most of the time how you can be rougher. He gives himself to you completely, but just would not shut up for one minute.

⋆˙.’ Ran is big on humiliation (in both ways). Rin’s more sensual during sex probably wouldn’t start to call you names during it.

⋆˙.’ Sadists. Both of them, no explanation here, they just love it.

⋆˙.’ Ran has voyeurism, only with Rindou tho, would not prefer even the thought of you being with another man who’s not them. Rindou is not a fan of this, would try watching you and Ran, but it’s not his thing.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters....•`HAMNA SHUJI´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... your tits obsessed boyfriend is simply uncapable to leave you alone and the truth pains his heart how you need some alone time. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 1,1k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... sfw, fluff, final timeline!shuji, boyfriend!shuji, slight angst, female reader, mentions of female bodyparts (tits) ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

a/n: random drabble bc while a couldn't sleep.

this week was tiring. tiring like nothing you could’ve imagine in those past years of yours. going through this again would be a torture invented by satan himself to make you regret even your existence. and like this, you were laying on the bed, some loose white shirt effortlessly thrown over your upper-body, showing your back’s outline faintly, facing downwards, sighing into the pillow what was nearly suffocating the breath out of you until you heard the door open then shutting back almost immediately.

“sweets, y’know what i told you about people who lay on their chests.” you could practically hear that shit eating grin he had on his face as he scolded you —or at least pretended to, just to seem like the caring boyfriend he deep down is— a groan from your throat, muffled against the pillows.

“hamna.” this probably wasn’t the time you were in for jokes or his stupid advices thrown around in the air. he raised one eyebrow —though you still didn’t face him, you heard the killing silence in the room— shuji placed one of his hands on his hips, bucking it forward slightly and cocking his head. “i’m not in the mood for your stupid stuff..” you broke the silence, trying to shoo him shu away, but you love him. you love him truly, he always tried to accommodate you, your feelings, your thoughts, your mood-swings.

he raised his hand which was hanging low on his side in a defending manner “‘kay, ‘kay girl… goddamn..” now it was shuji’s turn to let out an exhale. “i just don’t want those pretty tits of yours hurt, y’know—” you went nuts to his words, pushing yourself away from the cushions by your hand, jaw clenching. you were pretty close to snap at him in any minute, but unfortunately for you, he continued “besides! i— uhh— i don’t want your back to— uhh— hurt. yeah—… yeah! that’s right!” the taller male’s voice didn’t break, it was as steady as before but with a little raise of his tone, “don’t be mad, sugar, just listen to me, yeah? i want your body to be as healthy as… possible… yeah..” after he finished his sentence, he couldn’t resists the urge by now, neither tried and a laugh fell from his lips. you turned slowly your head in his direction as you listened to his concern about your posture. he made his way next to you and felt the mattress shrink just beside you as you pushed your face back into the pillow’s warm and safety to try and not to get even a glance at this man at the current moment.

then silence sat between you, he just waited minutes for you to act and you also waited minutes for him to leave. it was all so beautiful and calm and quiet until.

“you’re not going to leave, are you?”

“that’s right, girl.”

a few mumbled curses sinked into the silk beige colored pillowcase which you would kill for at the moment but even so, your dear boyfriend’s request were much more important. so in defeat you rolled over, your side hitting his arm with which he leaned on in his sitting position “happy now, fucker?” you grumbled, lips in thin line and eyes smoothly rolling in annoyance. another grin curled up on his face, you examined his features, wet black and blonde locks now sticking to his forehead, taking up space so that he barely could see through past them. the thin black shirt’s edge danced on his collarbone, orbs almost piercing through you, since you know how much cockiness and arrogance that bastard held in his thick skull which you could never crack, you knew how he would rather die than breaking eye contact and seem even just by a little bit weaker than you. therefore he mocked you instead when you were the one averting his gaze, just like now. you were on the verge of pulling all his hair out from his scalp with a quick movement but decided to take it easy and simply ignore him.

“i knew you would do that.” he starts again.

“don’t speak to me.”

“you’re at it again huh..” and in this moment you looked back at his face, seeing him now frown. your heart sank as you couldn’t decide how he truly was hurt or it was just another one from his schemes to make you feel pity towards his dear soul. he seemed bitter, it happened more and more often. how you were nothing close to kind and gentle when your mind and body was drained from work, it just left him sorrowful and the thought of him not being able to help or even cheer you with puns was a fear he always had. he missed and longed again for those times your laughter painted the walls and not yells that was closer to nails on chalkboard than anything ‘soft’.

he nodded, his fingers scratching the back of his neck, shuji faced away and gulped down a lump on his throat. “okay.. i get it.. you can talk to me if you decide to, anytime, just so you know.” his voice falters, internally reminding himself yet again to not run his mouth without any thinking. from instincts, you grasped your fingers around his wrists, with the intent keeping him in his place.

in an instant he hovered back over you, just as if your touch erased all of his earlier thoughts from his head of leaving you alone. his arm freed themself easily from your grip and his hands landed on both of your sides. shuji sat there, somehow still pinning down your relaxed body, you facing towards him.

you moved your arm past his, and cupped his cheeks hesitantly, almost as if he’s going to be hurt by your feather-light touch. he shut his eyes close, enjoying your scent, your skin’s feelings on his face. it burned deep inside his memory, stored away in the deepest and most hidden places of his mind. to remember it, to remember you, on the days when you’re not there, if fates decides that you must continue your ways separately. even though he still doesn’t probably won’t even know what to do—

“what’re you thinking about, shuji?” his eyes went wide, lips still trembling, but only listening to your voice now. you could read him, like an open book placed in front of you. you asked him, what’s he thinking about, but in reality you already knew, you already knew how paranoid he was about losing you, about forgetting you one day in the future. the depths were crazy, he found himself go to keep you. it left you shocked, thinking he would not be able to love someone truly and right in this lifetime.

“well—”

“i won’t leave you.”

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters....•`SANO MANJIRO´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... clingy mikey -for no reason at all and out of the blue- and being impossible to get rid of him, eventually follows you to shower, disturbing the only time you had to yourself. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 1,6k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... +18, smut, female reader, slight fluff, clingy and quiet mikey, read at your own risk, porn w plot, no cursing, shower sex, sudden and uncontrollable thirst for touches and sex, overstimulation, choking, forced (?) ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

“m-mikey…” you mewl, breath hitting against the shower’s already steamed up glass wall, making it more foggy. you feel so good but way past overstimulated, hearing ringing in your ears. his giggle echoes in the small place, your own legs shaking and you struggle to turn your reddened head past your shoulder, -both from the warmness in the shower and how his strong gaze never failed to make you dizzy- “leave me.. me alone already—”

“won’t happen, pretty girl..” the black haired boy’s short nails scratched your waist, leaving dark purple half circles over the skin as his hips greedily snapped against yours, dictating a fierce pace. being balls deep into you was his favorite place to be and he has not hidden this fact from you. nothing could make him cover up his pussy thirst, even if just talking about or simply thinking about you for a brief second made him rut. even though your legs were on the edge of giving up, his grip being stronger and stronger by every passing seconds, your cheeks got pushed against the cold, gray and wet tiles, squishing your face to it’s surface more and more with each thrust from behind.

no more coherent words were formed from your mouth, his lips crashing against to the nape of your neck, teeth sinking into it madly, his tongue writing down circles and sometimes sucking into you, marks left over for him to admire for days. meanwhile his tip abused that spongey spot inside your wall over and over again with the intention of driving you crazy even more. your eyes hooded, rolling backwards from the umpteenth pleasure given to you by no one else, but your boyfriend behind you.

“what’s with you— today..” gulping down a big lump on your throat before feeling his fingers curling around it and squeezing it, which you rewarded by squeezing your inner walls tight around his member, feeling him twitch deep within your stomach, fastness never faltering. your palms got slapped on the wall in front of you, holding on for dear life, your back stinging from pain, you squeezed your eyes together, hoping to just get over with this.

do not misunderstand, you loved and craved these moments, but how mikey started clinging to your side, no matter what, never meant good for you. arms always around your hips, face pushed into your side, back or belly, you barely could get rid of him just to take a quick bathroom break. when that something hits his mind, this man is like a toddler, impossible to scrape him off no matter how hard you try. not giving much thought, a few pats were given, caressing his hair just like a good mother would their children, unfortunately for you this resulted you in much deeper trouble.

asking him about his problems or if you could help with anything wasn’t working either, his will is steel strong, you silently take notes to yourself to not try and attempt this again, sighing you accept your daily fate and melt into his touches. which was even bigger mistake, but what else could you do? fighting back isn’t an option, considering how he can whoop others’ asses, just as easily he can whoop yours’ too anytime he wanted.

mikey fell into total quietness, his touches painting down his feelings perfectly. after spending so much time with him you learned exactly how to treat him in these times.

even while having dinner, it was impossible to not have one of his limbs against you. hands groped your thighs like his life depended on it, but his face showed no sign of what he was actually doing under the table. a few hitches rolled from your lips and sending angry daggers in his direction too, could not convince him about leaving you alone. the way he continued to chew on his food made your blood boil, being so unbothered made you wanna instantly choke him, right in that place. of course you wouldn’t do that, thinking about it more, all this man wanted was love and who were you to forbid this from him?

now hands snaked up on your sides, under the loose, white shirt which was so wide that it barely let your frame visible through the silk, -now, this wasn’t enough for mikey, that’s why he started exploring further- no words were spoken, your shared bedroom’s dim light not giving sight for him, relying on his senses, he guided your shirt up past your waist. your breathy panting was the only noise, mixing together with the clock’s ticking was a music to your boyfriend’s ear. his fingertips left goosebumps in their wake, setting your body to blaze, when suddenly you slapped away his arms.

with the excuse of going to take a shower, you slammed the door on yourself in the bathroom, leaning your back against the dark wood, sliding down to the floor next to it, exhaling in and out crazily, collecting yourself with a cough, then you stood up and after a few minutes you totally gaslighted yourself into thinking that this was all for today. unlucky for you, in fact it wasn’t.

not bothering to knock, mikey stormed into the same room as you which you were sure was safe for being alone for a few seconds. the doors clicking and loud shutting sound made you realize how you let your guard down, what was -again- another one out of your plenty poorly chose decision. you heard a low humm and by the time you even could think of what you wanted to respond, he acted faster and was already naked next to you, hopping swiftly inside the shower, arms draped over you again and enjoying the way the hot water droplets ran down on his body the way it ran down on yours at the same time. pushing his chest flush against you, feeling as close as never was how you got here.

how you trembled against him, ears ringing and how the hot liquid burned your skin, you got to the assumption it was at least two hours you spent inside that damned shower booth. bending yourself over in ninety degrees, your kneecaps were at their limits and were ready to collapse but before that could happen, mikey reached on arm under your torso, keeping you in your place by your throat and his other hand under you, on your stomach.

“you ready, girl?..” his thin, pink lips formed into a stronger smug over the time, seeing you so broken by him fueled his ego like fresh wood the fire. eyebrows furrowed, now his rhythm knew no pattern, messily and sloppily splashing against your tight walls, cum already decorated the fat of your ass from the previous rounds, the way he went in and out made your hole gushing over and over again, leaking his seed out of your pussy and feeling it running down by your thighs, eventually the water washing it away. your tears -even though your taste buds felt the saltiness of it- and your saliva dripping past your squeezed together lips could not be seen how it blended with the water.

libido still as strong as at the start, making you think he collected this much power throughout the day, considering how mikey was everything but not a high maintenance. how rough he can be and as harsh as he can be, he tires as quickly and by this you were already used to quick ones and your session ending early.

now this wasn’t a day like that, hoping to end this as fast as possible, your brain drained to impossibly dry, you focused on your breathing, concentrating not to faint, then you felt his head brutally slamming to your sweet spot without a seconds of break, causing you to merely yelp, a shock wave sent to your spine, making you straighten up right in that moment, hands clenching into fists against the wall you were leaning against.

the taller one’s hand sneakily wandered down, right between your legs, brushing two of his fingertips to your wet lips and after some caressing, it delved deeper in your folds with long strokes, not forgetting to pinch your clit here and there, wanting to make your orgasm as pleasurable as possible. you arched your back, gasping and shamelessly screaming his name like a chant, repeating it with more and more moans slipping between the words.

your body ached, especially down there, it was painful and good at the same time, leaving you confused how you wanted him to stop right there or just give in to the sensation.

suddenly your eyes dilated, gasping out, you reached behind, hands grabbing into the back of his neck, as he pushed his face into your wet hair, not bothering how the water was right against your face, clenching down on him the feeling of his balls emptying themself inside of you once again made you come alongside him in the same second. not faltering, his thrust stayed at the same speed, he grunted into you, trying to cover all those filthy sounds he never thought he’s capable of letting out. mikey’s eyes squeezed together, with few more messy thrusts the boy calmed down but not pulled himself out of you. letting himself rest inside, watching how his seed got pushed out for making room inside your hole to his thick cock, fitting perfectly, as if you were just created for him by the way you picked up his members’ shape.

his grip softened and like that, you fell forward to the wall. his giggles hit your ear, making your nerves popping on your forehead and not thinking about what to do, everything got said which firstly came to your mind. little scolding, what of course in one ear and out on the other for him but in return the boy gifted you with soothing caresses on your spine, which made you calm down immediately. attention now turning back to what you originally had planned to do here alone, showering.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

➻❥ BLUE LOCK

➯ itoshi rin

➻❥ VALORANT

➯ gekko

➯ yoru

➻❥ TOKYO REVENGERS

➯ matsuno chifuyu

➯ haitani ran

➯ mitsuya takashi

➯ multiple. types of yanderes pt1

➯ multiple. types of yanderes pt2

➯ haitani brothers hcs

➯ hamna shuji

➯ sano manjiro

⇄ ◁◁ 𝚰𝚰 ▷▷ ↻ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⁰⁰'²⁵ ━━●━━───── ⁰²'⁰⁸

╰┈➤ characters...•`GEPARD, WELT, DAN HENG´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... the issues they may struggle in your 'blooming' relationship. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 1,4k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... tw! disturbing content, gender neutral reader, obsession, manipulation, emotional dependence, overprotection, toxic relationship ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER...reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

a/n: i made this draft like months ago, now that i have more time to write i might get back into it. this was originally planned with gepard, welt, dan heng, il dan heng and jing yuan but in the end i managed to only write this much

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​​🇬​​🇪​​🇵​​🇦​​🇷​​🇩​​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

＇ｐｒｏｔｅｃｔｉｖｅ＇

‘This type of yandere cares deeply for the wellbeing and happiness of their love interest, and they fear what other, crueler people with bad intentions can do to their love interest. They will be on the lookout for anything that can cause any kind of discomfort to the love interest before taking action to get rid of it. They see everything and everyone as a threat for the love interest. They will use extreme methods to get rid of other “dangerous” people permanently, and even punish and torture them for the harm they did to the love interest, even if they didn’t really do all that much.’

you loved your job. but you loved gepard even more and that was all he needed to hear to take these steps.

"stay safe, love.." his voice was dripping from uncertainty. eyebrows forruwed at you, scanning your expression his mind was wandering towards the fact how he should stay home too, protected by the walls around you, not just forcing leaving you there. what if someone attached you while he's away or something so much worse? he couldn't bear it without him going absolutely mad.

after a few months you really got used to almost being a woman whose only income was his loving husband who would do anything for her. he told you it is better for both of you. you won't get injuries out on the front line and he won't worry himself to death about your well-being. win-win situation!

the only bad part about this was the fact that at the beginning you were against it like hell. trying to confront him physically and verbally. well, unfortunately for you, you failed with both miserably and it only made him sneakily lock the door the moment he stepped outside. you never realized. that's how he knew how the blue and purple bruises were more than enough to stop you from being reckless and escape.

not that he wanted to, but for you to learn to love him again so purely like before. He had to stop that dirty habit of his and after a few weeks he gathered all of his strenght and walked off without turning back and locking the front door.

yes, you missed being a silvermane guard, but gepard's love was enough to make you forget about your past. like why would you even want to go around and do something dangerous when he's there for instead?

standing at the entrance, leaning down he pressed a soft kiss to your temple, caressing the spot with his thumb, writing down patterns on your soft skin. whispering away a final 'love you' before leaving the house for the day and you waiting for him to returne home at the night like an obedient, good wife you are.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​​​🇼​​🇪​​🇱​​🇹​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

＇ｍａｎｉｐｕｌａｔｉｖｅ＇

‘Seeking to get their love interest to react positively to their presence and to care about them, they manipulate their love interest’s feelings and world perception. Some might see their love interest as incapable of caring about them. Others might think that their love interest wants to feel “in love” or “happy” around them so they try to address their emotional state so that they frequently feel “in love” or “happy.’

everyone seemed so.. narcissistic and greedy in the last few days. wanting everything for themselves, not looking out for you and not being at your service like he did.

welt was always there for you and not only when there was a chance to use you for their good. he was there for you in rough times. always by your side and selflessly provides happiness, hereby you finding comfort and warmness in his powerful holds every single time he held you in his arms.

“i told you.. i told you the day you arrived here, little one, you shouldn’t get too close to anyone.” you nodded. it wasn’t the first time the taller male tried to comfort you in ways like this. sometimes it worked, sometimes it just really didn’t and his words felt more like rock heavy burden on your shoulders. as if he just wanted to brainwash protect you. making you think no one wants your happiness as much as he wants it and you’re no one’s first choice, only and only his. absurd? yes it was. but now?.. once you took a closer look to your allies’ behavior it was becoming even more and more clearer day by day.

welt was indeed right. it didn’t take him the slightest effort imaginable, your love for him made you believe every single word he even just uttered under his breath. and by now, it was natural for you to search only his company. you could’ve get used to dan heng’s cold demeanor, you could’ve help march act wiser in different situations. but before you even got the chance to firstly know about their past, welt took you under his wings since the first day. and so like that, slowly and steadily something grew within him, something that simply didn’t let you out of his reach and wanted to lock you up in a cage, just like a canary, surrounded by only his love for you.

thinking it would take more effort to put it in this long process, it was actually cut really short as soon as he realized the fact that you’re willing to do almost however he wants, sharing the same feelings he has for you, only a little more nagging and you’ll do the rest of his plan.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​​​​🇩​​🇦​​🇳​ ​🇭​​🇪​​🇳​​🇬. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

＇ｓｅｌｆ－ｓａｃｒｉｆｉｃｅ＇

‘These yandere characters will give of their time, their desires, and work for whatever their love interest wants. They are willing to do almost anything for the good of their love interest and the relationship. They see self giving and self sacrifice as essential to a relationship and they, better than any other dere type, push themselves to do it more and better.’

dark and ugly dark circkles sat in the corner of his gorgues teal eyes, making it look as hideous and ugly as it could be. staring into the void, there he sat on his ragged and used mattress. the door closed behind you, though it did in fact was silent, a new person's presence could be very noticable in the room's atmosphere, especially if the so called place was so quiet, you could hear a hairpin drop on the cold ground.

your footsteps was just mere louder but overall still hushed. His head still hung low, breathing slowly, sometimes almost as if he just forgot about it.

then out of the blue he snapped his head upwards to seeing you crouching in front of him. finally, after gently shaking his shoulders repeatedly over and over again, his attention was turned towards you just like you wanted it in the first place when you entered his room. not even a word could escape your mouth, as he practically stuffed it back in your mouth by disturbing you, thick concern evident in his voice and gaze.

"do you need something?" not even a greeting.

"no- i just wanted to check--"

"it's okay, i'm on it." he said nothing more or less, cutting the conversation short, he stood up instantly, ready to make any of your wishes come true the second they get past your lips. your eyebrows instantly furrowed, following his movement but your soft hands held him by placing them on his shoulder as soon as you knew whatever he wanted to do.

"no, dan heng! just.. calm down, okay?.." stopping him in his tracks, slight suprise was noticeable on his features. why would you even do this? why would he even need to calm down in the first place? didn't you want this? it was just irrelevant.

"i just want to help you, y/n--"

"i know."

"then-" this time you cut him off with a quick and strong embrace, without a world you put your ear on his chest, listening to his peaceful heartbeat. after standing there for a few minutes you finally turned your head to meet his eyes. he still didn't know what was going on.

"i don't need you to do everything for me, dan heng..." you already had this conversation with him, not even once but his love blinded his wision in a way that he just did it again and again. he finally nodded though considering this, it won't be soon that he'll have a good rest.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

➻❥ HONKAI STAR RAIL

➯ multiple. types of yanderes

⇄ ◁◁ 𝚰𝚰 ▷▷ ↻ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⁰⁰'²⁵ ━━●━━───── ⁰²'⁰⁸

╰┈➤ characters... •`HAYATO SUO´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... silly smoker yn thinking she could get away with that nasty habit but suo catches her and yeah... lectures her?? ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT...0,9k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS...: tw! smoker yn, suo quite literally licked your hand, sfw, fluff, comforting, slight angst [if u squint enough trust me you'll see it], nonbinary reader ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

a/n: like i said. yeah. sorry i let my inner demons decide what i write and i really needed to do this cuz i want to quit smoking so bad and i need smth to give me reassurance >-< (also i didn't read the whole in the end, just finished it cuz i had a rough day and im lazy for that so im just posting it,sorry if there's any errors in it or sounds dumb sometimes)

birds chirping. everything quieted down around you, almost as if the world stopped spinning. the cold breeze brushed against your skin, leaving goosebumps scatter all over your arm. the sun almost disappeared on the horizon, making the sky glow with orange, yellow and different but incredibly warm and beautiful shades of pink.

knees pulled up to your chest, all alone in the whole school you sat outside on the cold, gray concrete stairs, ragged by time and weather. here and there weeds peeking out through the cracks which was already stomped on by others till it was barely visible.

‘finally.. some alone time, all I could wish for..’ no one to listen to, no one to talk to, no one to match their standards. just you and your own train of thoughts.

holding the roll of tobacco in-between your pointer and middle fingers, raising up it to your dry lips and taking a long, final puff. the cigarette slightly warming up the end of your fingers by its light but also leaving a nasty essence behind. then tossing it aside, nothing left in it as you watched the smoke still pouring out from it between the strands of thick grass.

you pressed out a long exhale from your lungs, this time letting your eyes flutter close and just for a quick moment trying to forget everything. your ears ringed louder and louder by each second, feeling like passing out then and there—

“hey.” you snapped you eyes open at the sudden voice. gentle, yet carrying a lot of depth in his tone. without a question or remark, the person simply just taking a seat next to you. ‘great..’ you huffed, following his movements with your eyes till he comfortable positioned himself beside you, now being on eye level with you. you said nothing. he remained silent.

“are you just gonna sit there?” you spit out, irritation filling up your blood to which the individual took a simple glance down to you lap, where your hand was resting.

“may i?” questioning, you couldn’t find the usual warmness in his words this time, instead replaced by bitterness. again, just before a reply could be formed, ghosting his hands over yours, placing it on his with care, bringing it up to his mouth. the one you held the cigarette with.

soft, lips. softer than yours at the moment. grazed the top of your hand, your knuckles, the end of your fingers -eyes widened, you watched him.. and so did he. not with a smile. his eyebrows lowered. his gaze abused your soul, piercing it through from the inside.- still, carefully but with stone hard determination, pressing a kiss to your hand. and another. the third, with somewhat open mouth. hot tongue joining his lips on your skin, just for a quick moment, taking in the taste of your skin. then lets your limb down, releasing from his grasp.

suo eyed your features with interest. taking note of your shocked state and crimson red color dancing across your cheeks, reaching up to your ears. his gaze still heavy on you, he tucked an unruly lock behind you reddened ear.

“just needed confirmation.” no explanation, no apologies. he wouldn’t apologize for a kiss on your hand, why would he?

“confirmation of?”

“of you still damaging your body.” he replied, patience running thin. he wasn’t born today to know and realize, seeing through all your lies and poker faces like it was thin paper, held up in front of the bright sun. “no need to for the poor acting of yours. ever since I first saw that between your fingers, you kept me on my toes.” you were aware of what he told you about smoking, it played on repeat all the time you lit the cigarette. but it was one time, no harm, right? or you thought. you weren’t aware of the fact how he knew your promise was a lie. the promise to quit it. the rumors echoed into his ear, you sitting here every single day after school, alone in your peace. alone, until this day.

looking everywhere but him, one of your legs started tapping on the ground, searching for a new and believable lie. your leg still shaking, he took your chin in his hand, forcing your eyes on him. his strong grip made you wince in discomfort, fear setting in as his face contorted into anger even more by now.

“your body isn’t fixated on it. you can change. but you don’t want to.”

“it’s not-”

“it is true! it is, goddamn!..” crows screeched as they flew up from the ground, high in the colorful sky as suo's voice ringed louder this time.

the sudden change made you flinch, now averting his gaze even if for yourself to make it less awkward.

“why can’t you try and rely on me?” the question shocked you to the core, how could he even- “let it be me what you’re fixated on.. be addicted to me..” the more he said, the more quiet he became at the end, you could almost see his usual put together behavior and expression crumbling away into nothing. instead, he too felt the atmosphere between the two of you change into a more deep and sensual one.

taken aback, you sat there in silence staring with a dumb expression, suo couldn't help but let a smile pass by his lips, now his arms snaking around your side, head resting on your soft shoulders. you let the sensation of his closeness consume you, relaxing yourself into his embrace.

"have faith in me.." with a final murmur suo found a warm place to rest his head in the crook of your neck.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

➻❥ WIND BREAKER

➯ hayato suo

── .✦ 𓂃syn.: your s/o patiently waited your at home when you finally stepped in but in a much worse state than he would have thought. relaxing in bed without an inch of effort under minutes he was in just the right mood. ── .✦ 𓂃wc.: 1,8k ── .✦ 𓂃cw.: somnophilia, clit play, breeding kink, fem! reader, dubcon, auralism, fingering, creampie, overstim, p in v, cunnilingus, dirty talk, praising, pet names, slight degrading, messy writing (?), pwp (i guess), most of the times i called it cock bc calling it dick is just— fucking disgusting. imsosorry for word repeating

!!!a/n!!!.: i didnt really write smut before bc i didnt really had the interest in it but i thought ill give it a try and here it is, SORRY FOR POSSIBLE SLIP UPS IN ADVANCE!!, tried my best! also this is without a character, just with a person called your ‘s/o’ or ‘love’ so feel free to imagine it with anyone! personal note but i always craved works like this but couldn’t really find so i gave in.

without a single mutter of word, you about to fall across your house, struggling to get into the living room. eyes threatening to close at any given minute, you hear a soft humm next to you, not realizing your s/o's presence.

groggily you turn your head towards him. he didn’t even bothered asking, sighing out long. simply just scooping you up from the couch with surprisingly not much effort, carrying your body into your shared bedroom.

“you still want to have that movie marathon, darling?..” the question falls off from his lips, somewhat sounding sadly seeing your worn out presence thanks to your hard working all day. nodding, not wanting to disappoint him in such ways, he shook his head in disbelief.

a strong arm draped around your shoulder, basically functioning as a very comfy pillow to you right at the moment, the sounds from the tv starts to fade away, your eyes getting unfocused and at the end your body feeling itself drifting off to sleep.

your s/o watched all this happen thoroughly, pressing a smooch to your forehead, then to your cheek and the bridge of your nose. your soft breathing caressed his face, making him hypnotized almost. leaning back and freeing his arm under your body, his addam's apple bobbing out as he gulped, his cheeks were now tinted with faint blush, reaching up to his ears.

the small lace of your top falling down delicately on your shoulders in while you were in an attempt to reach after him, seeing the slight outline of your nipples peak through the thin clothes’ fabric. shorts thankfully for all those rocking around in the bed, rolled up on your plush thighs.

your faint whines hit his ear, missing his close presence next to your body so he hurriedly crawled on top of you, caging you, —not like you could’ve or wanted to escape— he leaned down his torso on yours, flush against each other. separating your legs carefully not to wake you up, moving between them, bending your knees to make more space for himself. the tension between you and him, even in your sleep was thick, and by now it was quite hard for your s/o to hold back those urges boiling inside him.

“shh.. i’m here.. you— you just sleep.. okay?” his words soothed your worries about him leaving you alone and cold on the large bed. pink lips now grazing your inner thighs, breathing softly against it, making you shudder in your sleep. turning into almost a make-out session with you legs, his mouth now kissing your soft tummy, pushing your top further up but not past your breasts. his fingers hooked into the waistband of your night wear, tugging it slowly down all while eyeing all your expressions plastered on your face with a smug smirk, moving your pretty legs so they were draped over his shoulders.

your hands clenched unconsciously while turning your head to the other side, tried tossing around further more. his palms got pressed flat against the side of your leg, keeping you firmly in place while he whispered close to your, now unclothed cunt.

“hey.. calm down, love.. you just lay there, yeah?..” his voice breathy, blowing against your sensitive ends of nerves, you feeling your insides twitch at the same. “don’t worry about anything.. i'll take care of it.. now, close your eyes back, pretty..”

the tip of his fingers playing with your folds slowly, separating them and smearing your own wetness further down your legs and on your belly, “what a beautiful sight..” leaning dangerously closer now, two of his digits pushed themselves in you, your walls clenching around them. he couldn’t help but scoff teasingly as your back arched up, with his free hands pushing down your torso back to the soft mattress under you, keeping it there for a brief second then placing it back to your hips, setting you in place again.

small moans fell from your lips, when his tongue suddenly darted out, hungrily lapping your essence away but yet with tenderness while his digits pumped in and out at the same time. his mouth latched onto your swollen clit the sounds of wetness ringing in his ear with each draw. collecting saliva in his mouth and letting it drip from his mouth, straight on his slender fingers making the gooey sound even louder. he felt his pants tighten just by listening that, grunting as his eyebrows furrowed, his voice vibrated against you, sending shivers all across your whole. fingers fastening along with the pace of his tongue, trying to only concentrate on your body’s sound.

you whirled around once again, muttering soft pleas alongside but kept your eyes closed all while, just like your s/o asked you to. your tummy twisted, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to the end and oh did he feel that too, with your legs shaking crazily around his figure and louder and louder moans slipping out from you. then unexpectedly all sensation stopped when he removed both his hand and tongue. straightening up a bit, desperately aching for air, gasping he raised his two fingers —which was coated with your glossy fluid, dripping from your excitement— to his mouth, breathlessly pushing it between his lips, taking a long stroke with his tongue along the one of them, his taste buds coming in contact with your sweetness, —not as if a moment ago he wasn't madly eating you out.

you huffed, ready to sit up again, trying to cling back to him in your sleep, to have his fingers again deep inside of you again, melting away on the soft, light sheets. “relax.. relax... what a good, pretty girl.. letting slip their self control away right as i touch them.. all while being in a sleep slumber” opening your weary eyes, just in a thin line, trying to search for your lover. “no no no… close them back,” he retorted with a snarky tone, one of his eyebrows further up than the other one as he continuously grinned. “close them.. or i will stop here and now.. that’s it, being obedient is not so hard after all, am i right?” awaiting your answer which in the end wasn’t given, he positioned himself on his knees quietly.

nothing happened, just his hands trying to free himself from his sweatpants, struggling to get it off, as swiftly as he could possibly do it while being all pent up. letting out shushing noises to calm you down from any further movement. “shh.. i’m here.. i’m just.. making some space for myself, okay?..” finishing off the sentence after almost ripping his clothes apart furiously, he inhaled sharply, his pants got tossed to the foot of the bed. with one of his hands relentlessly restraining your hips while aligning himself up and not waiting nothing, bottoming himself out in you right away, letting himself slip all the way in his other hand found their place on your hip with a strong grip. your heat consumed him, taking away all his remained sanity right at the moment.

"ohh— dear heavens— what an obedient—.." with a groan, biting off himself while feeling your depth. then pulled out at an agonizingly slow pace, leaving only his fat tip stretching you out. "a good, pretty slut.. taking my cock so— well.. mhhh.." still ever so quiet, he continued his rambling on, not being sure though if you've heard or not, although judging by all those nasty expressions and noises you let escape, he had doubts.

"f—fuck this feels so good.. don't move.." his nails digging into your soft flesh, leaving half circle marks over your skin. "don't you dare fucking move.." he snarled through gritted teeth, his hold not faltering. the sheets already so crumpled up under you, sweat dripping from both of your bodies, mixing together and hair messy, as he now pushed himself back, inch by inch. slowly. making him completely go insane by his own actions. your heels digging into his large back, surely because of wanting to feel more and more of him deeply inside you.

without another word spoken, fastening his pace with each thrust, wet sounds and bed creaking echoed back from the dark walls. the only and only light source the television but that was long forgotten by now for both of you. he could see clearly obviously all what happened underneath him, all your movements, harshly smacking his hips into yours as you gripped onto the pillows tightly. squelching suppressed his moans and whines, almost as if biting back, to only hear your walls' sounds around his length. and yeah that's what he did. biting down on his plump red lips, drawing out blood almost, squeezing eyes together and all focus being placed on his ears.

"yes— yes yes yes, baby, those sounds, shit—" muttering away under his breath as his cock twitched more and more within the minutes passing, all the wetness running down on your leg and coating in his shaft too. "those fucking sounds— makes me.. want to just come inside you—.. and painting you all white—yeah you—you would love that wouldn't you?—.. " those words caressed your ears. against your will your hips started to rock themselves against him, now making his tip kiss your cervix. "whoah—.. what a nasty girl!" he sneered quietly at your desperate action "grinding yourself? in your sleep?" with that snarky remark of his, rutting crazily now, he angled his head backwards, his locks flying back in the same time. your back arched up as you felt that warm sensation in your tummy.

"close now, huh?— c'mon.. let it go, love. make a mess— aghh, make a fucking mess on my cock.." he grunted, not being able to hold back his voice anymore. "yes yes yes, that's it— you want it too am i right? hahh— of course—.. hnnn—.." letting one side of your waist, his pretty and tender fingers fastly wrote down circles and patterns across your clit, rubbing it furiously synchronically with his thrusts.

"yesss— give it to me, my sweet slut—.." with a louder yelp from you, he felt you clenching harder, but his movements didn't falter even for a bit, still pounding heavily. your head tossed around and tried to move your hips to get away from him, his grip held you down in your place firmly. "i know, i know pretty... just a bit more okay?— just.. a little more, endure it.. i'm— close too! f—fuck—!.. you feel so good—.." with you and him panting for air, he could the white ring forming around his dick at your entrance, glancing at it, then back at your fucked out face, his torso leaned on yours as he comfortably settled down on you, with his now softening member still deep inside you.

he kissed your forehead as you still were gasping for air, your s/o folded their arms around you secure, now being ready to have a good rest with you in his hold.