Tw: Female Reader, Non - Con

Tw: female reader, non - con

Your captor who kisses your puffy tear - stained eyelids, lashes glossy and shiny, keeping your hands above your head as he licks the salty drops falling down your cheeks. He's forcing your knees far apart, pushing them towards your chest as he ruts against your wet heat in a crazed, almost ritualistic frenzy. You sob pitifuly, turning your head away from his scarlet gaze, fixed on your throat - his heavy hands just itching to wrap around it.

"It hu-urts." You whine, trying to mimick that coquette little voice he likes so much, but the sheer force of his pounding makes it hard to speak in a coherent manner - violently tearing all those humiliating guttural whimpers from your body.

He moves to kiss your cheek, his hair sticking to his back with sweat - he's been at it for a while. You're not sure if it's day or night.

"I know, baby, I know." He coos, not even bothering to look at you - lost in the way your tight walls cling to his cock despite your obvious protests. "But you can take it, right?" He laps at your neck, sucking on the oversensitive skin. You cry out, it's all too much for you - and you're so tired. "Because you're my good girl." He groans breathlessly, thrusting into you with a steady rhythm, eyes rolling. "And you want to make me happy, don't you?"

You can taste the threat before it even rolls off his tongue. You nod eagerly. You don't want him angry. Hell, you can't make him angry - your body won't be able to withstand his wrath again.

"Of course you do. Such a sweet girl." He kisses you deeply, swallowing whatever was left of your pride off your parted lips. "All mine."

Somehow his thrusts get even rougher.

family morning

Boat boys obsessed with each other // Hermitcraft Animatic

I'm so happy Joel joined Hermitcraft, I love these silly interactions so much THE SILLIESSSS

Hope you guys enjoy >:D

The reason why I put the disclaimer in, just in case you're wondering

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I have to put the disclaimer in because I'm worried people gonna take the wrong idea and think I publishing shipping content on very much more accessible place that cc might find it aka Youtube

(Which I'm not, This animatic is silly friends doing bits and having fun)

So just in case, some people were about to be a jerk, I have to put it there

I just want to share this animatic with people who also enjoy them and If some people don't like it, just look away and move on, learn a basic internet experience

Have a great day >:D

YALLL imagine death god yan x unlucky-lucky darling x life god yan

Darling is naturally blessed, having the eyes of an obsessed life god yan on them since birth. They've been blessed with god health, amazing abilities etc.

But all of a sudden, they suddenly fall ill. The work of the death god. Death god wants darling for himself. He wants to see what so charming about darling to make a life god do such actions for a mere mortal.

So he makes darling really ill and interacts with them through dreams bordering life and death. He then realizes what so appealing about darling and tries to worsen darling's symptoms.

But of course, your yandere life god isn't just going to stand by and watch this happen. He's had his eyes on you for a far longer time. You were his from the beginning.

In the end, you end up getting like 13290390 diseases but end up surviving all of them because these damn gods can't seem to make up their minds about whether to kill you or not.

Such is the life of someone who can be dubbed an 'unlucky-lucky' person. And you don't know whether to be thankful or not for having the hearts of gods dedicated towards you.

How would the murder clown gang react to mine darling just cursing them out in ASL/sign language?

Depends on the clown. Here are a few examples -

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Murder Clown: I don't care how much you whine - you're not going anywhere by yourself.

Mime Darling, signing: "BITCH"

Murder Clown, closing their eyes: Gonna pretend I didn't see that.

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Murder Clown: Which one of you mother...FUCKERS TAUGHT MY LITTLE ANGEL THIS TYPE OF LANGUAGE!?

Mime Darling: "SHIT." "FUCK."

Murder Clown, gently taking their hands - tears smudging their makeup as they sob: Please...stop....

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Murder Clown: Quit squirmin'! It's easy to lose you in a crowd - just let me carry you!

Mime Darling: "FUCK YOU!"

Murder Clown: You little- [sets mime Darling down and signs back at them] DO IT THEN

[Mime Darling and the Murder Clown proceed to have a heated argument while sirens blare outside the building they're in.]

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Murder Clown: Don't swear.

Mime Darling: "AS-"

[Murder Clown takes Darling hand and removes their glove - licking the mime's palm and drenching it in their saliva]

Mime Darling: [stares at them in horror]

Murder Clown: Warned you.

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Murder Clown: Naughty! No more golden stickers for you until you behave better

[Mime Darling fakes tears]

Murder Clown: That won't work on me twice, deary~

Yandere! Townspeople Harem x Lucky Reader

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’

A/N: I have no clue what I was on when I wrote this 💀. This is also inspired by a Reddit post I saw long time ago.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who are absolutely enamored by you and everything that you do. They treat you as if you are some kind of entity waiting to be put on a golden pedestal and paraded around town. You are essentially the town’s golden boy/girl/person, a mascot if you can even call it that. In their eyes everything that you do is inspiring and encouraged. It also doesn’t help that you were born with this amazing power that causes you to become extremely lucky. No matter the deed, every action was thrust into the spotlight as if it were a gracious gesture for the community's well-being. Take, for instance, if you ever fatally shot someone the townsfolk would erupt in applause, discovering the individual to be a notorious mass murderer and your action saved the town.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who can’t help but gush over every miniscule achievement that you got. You got a perfect attendance award? They wouldn’t expect anything less from you. Did you just get a participation trophy? Well they're cheering for you as if you just won the world cup. To say their actions are embarrassing is definitely an understatement. Everytime they cheer for you, you can’t help but die a little bit on the inside.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who absolutely cannot fathom the idea of you moving out of their town. They would much rather skin themselves alive and commit arson than to allow you to leave them. Everywhere you go, there will always be some form of eyes on you. There will always be some type of survance of you at any time of the day. Depending on the person, the townspeople's love for you can either be platonic or romantic. Basically half of the town wants to fuck your and the other half sees you as their beloved child or grandchild.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who may or may not be human. Like sure they might have the occasional human sacrifices but what town doesn’t!?!? This is totally normal behavior that people exhibit. What’s that? Did you just see a tentacle coming out from that woman over there? Nahhh. You must be imagining that! What a cute and overactive imagination you have there. In all seriousness, it would literally die for you. You're just a cutie patootie to them. Your small teeth are so cute compared to their razor sharp fangs. You know, you could really use that small mouth of yours and suck on their–

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople have a monthly ritual where they gather around to brag about all of the items that they stole from you. Never in your life will you see someone so happy to own a pair of used underwear that didn’t belong to them or some used pair of socks. If you looked up a textbook definition of “down bad” then a picture of the Yandere! Townspeople would be the first images to pop up. In your presence these people act as if they had never touched grass or seen the sun before. They all seem to have some type of mutual agreement that in your presence, they would try to act somewhat normal in order to not scare/scar you too much.

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From a young age, your luck was apparent. In school, while others struggled with exams, you breezed through them effortlessly, always managing to stumble upon the exact answers needed to excel. Teachers marveled at your natural knack for stumbling upon solutions, even in the most challenging of situations. As you grew older, the extraordinary luck only seemed to amplify. Job interviews turned into job offers within minutes, as if the universe conspired to ensure your success in every endeavor. Colleagues joked that working with you was like having a lucky charm around, as projects that seemed doomed to fail miraculously turned into resounding triumphs whenever you were involved. It might seem great and all BUT DAMN WAS THIS LIFE SO FUCKING BORING!!!! Which is why you decided to spice up your day a little and rob a bank.

“Oh hello [Reader]! Is this going to be the usual procedure?” The bank teller asks you with a smile on their face as you hold a gun to their face. “You know… the weather is perfectly nice today. It would be a perfect day for a date don’t you think–”

Suddenly a thunderous crash was heard, the police burst through the bank doors, their badges glinting under the harsh fluorescent lights. Guns drawn and voices booming commands, they swept into the lobby, faces masked with determination. Until the police chief sees you and lets out a tired sigh, “Guns down everyone, it’s just [Reader].” A faint sound of disappointed groans can be heard from the crowd of bank patrons from the back. “Why are the police here so soon, I didn’t get enough time to admire their pretty face.” another voice could be heard, “For real, their never this fast in an actual emergency. I mean they only just shot and killed one person, it's really nothing to worry about like who cares–”

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“You are free to go [Reader], again.” the police officer states as she releases you from your handcuffs. “Turns out the man that you shot ended up being a drug dealer. You really have a special talent for catching criminals don’t you. She states as she gazes at you with loving eyes. “You know I’m free after this shift, you think we can–”

Before she can finish her sentence you walk away with a dejected look on your face. You couldn’t believe how boring a day this turned out to be. Seriously, you wished that something exciting would happen in this town for once you think to yourself. Failing to notice a scene behind you. One that consisted of a bunch of monsters eating the souls of the innocent while on their knees for a statue that seemed to look like you. They all seem to be gripping onto something though– HEY, WAIT A MINUTE ARE THEY HOLDING YOUR UNDERWEAR!?!!?