Re4remake Leon Got Me Acting Like A WHORE. I Want That Man Carnally.

re4remake leon got me acting like a WHORE. i want that man carnally.

(cws: the nasty, coming home sex, barely teetering on the edge of obsessive!leon, gn!pov)

ok but re4make Leon gets me extra hard bc he's in that stage where if someone comes on to him/asks about his lovelife he just grins and tells them he's got the prettiest little thing waiting for him back home, he mentions you by name every so often and recounts a story or two now and again to Ashley or Luis while they're venturing around bc usually he's thinking of you when he's not occupied with the mission. so people get this image of you as this little angel that could do no wrong and is absolutely the purest thing alive, it's adorable even when one of them sneaks a look at his wallet to see his photo of you/it gets taken or falls out of his pocket, and how annoyed and possessive he gets as he fights to get it back--Leon's obviously whipped, so he must treat you like an absolute princess or prince or just plain royalty. even Ada's jealousy is a little palpable when he mentions your name bc you know he's dodging her advances like the plague out of pure respect and devotion to you.

but then he goes home to you and just absolutely goes feral on your poor body--I'm talking barely a hello on his way in, slamming the door shut, throwing you on the bed and moaning an "I missed you so damn much" into your mouth as he starts tearing off your clothes and his. he just totally takes you to the cleaners and doesn't let go of you long enough even to breathe; he's constantly losing air and having to pant to catch his breath in between kisses, but dives right back in because he just can't get close enough. you have no idea just how bad he missed you, how many times he wanted to just say fuck it to the mission and come right back home to you--but you'll get a picture of it once he's folding your legs back and straining to fit his cock as deep as he can go, his mumbling filthy and downright obsessive as he comments on how tight you are and how he knows you haven't been looking for someone else in his absence--"you're such a good partner, you know that? you're the most loyal and you deserve the world and I never want anyone else but you. how can you be so sweet and fuck me so good too? you're perfect. you're my perfect angel and you're mine for as long as you live."

and even when he's cumming and has his forehead pressed to yours, sweaty and chest heaving as he plants his hips firm and makes you take every warm, thick shot he has for you, Leon doesn't slow down as the afterglow sets in and pulls out only so he can spread you apart with his fingers and watch his cum leak out of you. he's strong, he knows he can give you more, more to the point of making you pass out where you lay. but to see you have no qualms about that and pull on his shoulders to tug him back up, for you to peck him on his kiss-swollen lips and ask him if he can remind you one more time of how dearly you were missed--Leon couldn't be more in love. the sex is always great and he always misses it when he's away, but nothing compares to how sincerely he adores you in the purest way, and how lost he knows he would be if he could never come back to you like this.

he meant what he said; you're his forever, and nothing short of hell swallowing up the world will ever break him apart from you. hell, even then, he'd find a way to get back to you--if he can survive RC, Plagas, and every other shit thing that's happened in his short life just to survive, then he can battle an apocalypse for the sake of someone he dreams every night of waking up next to.

Hello! Your work is always so good, especially for this event! May I place an order for a flower bouquet with sea salt caramels and sugar stars (lactation) for Jade Leech and a fem!reader? Thank you for your time!

yandere!jade leech x (female) reader cw: slight yandere, nsfw, drugging/use of potions, lactation, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, brief mentions of pregnancy note - thank you for checking in, dearest guest! enjoy your order! [lunar love hotel]

In hindsight, it was foolish to accept the unlabeled vial from Jade. Anyone with half a mind would know to turn the other way and start running if he approached them, dressed primly in his lab coat and goggles, holding his newest creation with a twisted sort of pride mirroring that of a mad scientist boasting their prized monster to the world. But you didn’t have much of a choice, having been indebted to him ever since you failed to uphold your end of the deal you struck with Azul, and by now you’ve grown accustomed to taste-testing all of the absurd potions he concocts.

Initially, you thought you could get out of obeying Azul’s every command if you just acted clumsy and brainless, and it had worked at first. Azul had decided you’d be better off in the kitchen rather than on the floor taking and delivering orders. But then the kitchen almost went up in flames and so you were quickly demoted to inventory and then stocking, both tasks you proved to be abysmal at. Azul had attempted to pawn you off to Floyd, who was not in the mood to keep you as his own, and so you soon found yourself at Jade’s doorstep, who was so very willing to welcome you with a pleasant simper. 

You know you shouldn’t be surprised when the effects of his potions stray into embarrassing territory. He’s always had a talent for crafting alchemical mischief. Last week, it was a potent aphrodisiac. The week before that was a potion that had temporarily blessed you (or cursed you depending on how you view it) with fins and gills, and you had to spend the entire day in the Mostro Lounge aquarium while Jade fashioned a cure, deliberately taking his time just to spite you.

Today’s potion is a little different. At first you assumed he’d mixed a failure when nothing immediately happened, but within minutes you began to feel the strangest sensation in your breasts. It was a dull, uncomfortable ache; you thought your breasts had gotten fuller in the span of a few minutes and you’d even poked at them when Jade had turned away, marveling at the pudgy heaviness. Jade had asked you how you were faring; you know he only cares about the results of his potion and not what said results do to your mental and physical health. The question hardly reached your ears because, at that very moment, liquid dampened the padding of your bra. 

With eyes blown wide, you looked down your shirt and into your bra to find two wet patches, growing significantly in size the more you stood slack-jawed. 

Jade presses himself against you before you can make your escape, his gloved hands tugging your shirt up and over your head, leaving you in just your bra. He pulls it up to observe the stains and then your breasts, which are leaking thin, translucent trails. 

“Fascinating,” he mumbles, a word spoken in breathy amazement, and he gives your breast an experimental squeeze. Milk comes out in creamy spurts, and you suppress a flustered whimper. 

“N-Not fascinating!” you hiss, squirming against him. “What the hell did you give me, you creep?! What sort of magic drug—”

“I couldn’t possibly tell you. That’s why I had you test it, and from the looks of it I’ve managed to brew something very entertaining.”

You roll your eyes and swat at his reaching hand. “Well, fix it. This feels...” You swallow thickly when he pinches your perky, glistening nipple between his thumb and forefinger to coax more milk out. Your voice falters. “F-Feels weird...”

“Oh? Would you be willing to elaborate?”

Not really, you think, but if complying is the only way to move towards a cure you’ll have to enlighten him.

“It just feels...” Your hand closes around his and you lean against him, nearly boneless when he squeezes your other breast. It prompts a soft, sweet sigh from your lips. “It feels like... Like when you stretch really good and your joints pop.”

“Ah, so it’s relieving. In that case, it would be a shame to leave you in such a messy state. Allow me to help.”

You weigh his words on your internal scale. “Fine,” you eventually mutter, brows furrowed. “But I don’t owe you anything in return. You were the one who made that potion, so you take responsibility.”

“And you were the one who drank it.”

“Only because I had to! If I wasn’t stuck with you, I’d never—ooh!” A particularly rough squeeze has you arching your back against him. Milk runs down your chest in thick streams, far more plentiful than before. You slap your hands over your mouth, face flaring with warmth. 

Jade chuckles, low and husky. “You were saying?”

“S-Shut up.”

“I couldn’t possibly when you seem so keen to engage in delightful conversation,” he says with a hum, reaching over to pluck something from the shelf.

You follow his movements with a frown, soon realizing that the object in his hand is a glass jar. His intentions dawn on you at once. “You can’t be serious. You’re a freak, Jade.” It’s at that same moment when something pokes your ass from behind, and your face contorts in disgust. “Jaaade, you’re gross! I’m not helping you with that! I’m only your contractual taste-tester, not your contractual...” You trail off in embarrassment. “Y-You know what I mean.”

“I’m aware,” he says dismissively, positioning the jar under your breast. “I’m not very partial to wasting ingredients. Besides, I’m certain you taste as appetizing as you look. Shall I make something out of this and serve it to Azul and Floyd for their critique? Or shall I keep it all to myself? I’m quite tempted to do the latter. You see, I’ve always wondered...” His voice lowers into a whisper, his breath hot against the shell of your ear. You shiver, chewing your lip to muffle your groans when he twists your nipple roughly, filling the glass with some of your milk. “How would you taste if you were truly pregnant?”

His fingers dig into soft flesh, handling you with the same skillful precision a farmer might possess when milking a heifer. His grip is painfully possessive, but that’s the last thing on your mind when his words leave you speechless. 

“I suppose I can satisfy myself with this for now.” The jar is already halfway full. Your body feels as if it’s on fire; part of you wonders if he mixed an aphrodisiac into that potion because there’s simply no way you’ll find relief after just one filled jar. Perhaps you’d feel more blissful pleasure if it weren’t for his eerie admissions filling your head like a swarm of terrible flies, buzzing incessantly about how, if you were pregnant, you’d have no choice but to follow him into the future as his contractual obligation and then his wife and then a mother to lots of baby eels. “Although these games are never fun after the fact... What a pity.”

“W-What do you mean?”

“All pleasant things have time limits. I suspect this potion will only last for the day, and your milk will only stay so fresh. Truly a shame.” Jade’s teeth prick your ear; there’s a vicious smirk in his voice when he speaks next. “I wonder... Have you ever considered names? You might need them if I’m to have my fill of your milk in the foreseeable future.”

You know this is far from a humorous situation, but you still manage an awkward laugh. “Don’t say weird stuff like that.”

Jade chuckles and sets the jar on the shelf, turning you so that you can face him. Though he sounds composed, his face is flushed with arousal. He lowers to your height, taking hold of both of your leaky, milky tits with his hands, studying them with such focus it’s as if he’s been charmed.

“I wonder how many I could give you. How full you’d look. How soft you would become...” he mumbles, mostly to himself, but you catch it anyway.

“Keep dreaming, Jade.”

“I most certainly will.”

Okay, I have this half-baked idea that has been sitting in my drafts for a long time so I decided to share it. This is really going nowhere but just a little snip-it, if you read I hope you enjoy

Late night after a long build of relationship, Leon is sitting on the couch with you just in the debating silence, in his head a world winds of 'what ifs' as he decides whether or not to tell you his undying love for you, in reality, an unhealthy obsession. Ironically you offered to watch a romantic movie despite Leon knowing how much you hate them, it was valentine and this was your way of lamenting being single for another year. Bitterly you mocked the people on the tv as you drank another can of cider, deep down Leon knew how much you yearned and loved the cheesiness of it all. To clarify, Leon knew you would love to be treated like those on the screen, at least to some degree. But actually seeing it on the screen annoyed the fuck out of you.

Sitting close enough to feel the heat off you, Leon watched closely as you rested your face on your hand, propped up against the armrest glaring at the little people on the screen. Despite your cynicism and negativity, he thought it was cute, another mocking yell at them as Leon laughed at your sharp-tongued comments.

He could feel the warm and heavy beating in his heart as Leon inched his hand closer to your thigh, face pink and bright. Against his pale skin Leon was scared for a moment he'd light up and cause the whole room to turn red,

Leon was going to touch you for the first time, not only when you were conscious but romantically!

All those little moments of caressing your face when you were asleep he'd finally be able to do it when you're awake!

Maybe it would be easier if he eased you into it, leon continued to stare at your hand placed on your thigh anyways.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" He asked dreamily, like a sigh on a comfortable bedspread still warm from the dryer.

"No." Like a balloon popped in his face.

"It's a bullshit trope overused as a way to legitimize sexual harassment in most 'romantic' movies, give a reason why the dude isn't an asshole." You glared harder at the person on TV, yikes.

"O-oh," leon timidly took his hand back to his own lap, interlaced in a tight lock.

"Love is work, Leon." You start turning to him.

"I wish for a world where we just have our 'perfect person' to bump into and then have a beautiful flawless relationship, but that's not how the world works."

"Love is work because you're different people, different perspectives, and more importantly different experiences. That's why arguments start, then you add ego into it and those turn into battles."

"Doesn't mean it isn't beautiful, sure it is when the context of resolving those issues is because you love the other more than your own ego, or 'being right'. But it's still work, you have to know and care for the person before you can even 'love' them." Despite the harsh cynicism, Leon could understand what you meant, but he did really love you when you two first met.

"Well I still believe in love at first sight," he spoke a little more confidently.

You passed this lazy glance at him before speaking up again, "Then you haven't experienced enough heartbreak." The air turned thick and suffocating

"That or your listening to a half drunk, bitter bitch pissed that they've been single for too long." You finished leaning back.

Leon felt a little bad, he just wanted to scoop you up and press little kisses everywhere. Down your face, neck, under your shirt,

A little drool started to form as he stared at you.

He knew that if he had you in his arms you would never want to leave, not that Leon would let you anyways.

Grim, my feral son, I love him so much

part 3 of "The Way to a Man's Heart" with Jade,Floyd, Ortho and grim please?

Grim and Ortho plantonic please

Idk if Ortho can eat or not?

"The Way to a Man's Heart" part 3

(part 1) (part 2) (part 4)

Jade and Floyd

More often than not Yuu ended up being caught in order to eat with Jade and Floyd. Sometimes it was a ploy to get her to join the Monstro lounge as a cook other times it was boredom. Either way, it was hard to escape the lanky tweels who she dwarfed in size. Chances are that if she cooks for one eel the other will show up.

Jade was grinning from ear to ear as he watched Yuu cut up her freshly caught fish. She needed to quickly flash freeze it for it to be sushi grade.

He had noticed something when she was in the fidge. Yuu and Floyd had something in common and she tried to hide it.

As she moved on to battering and frying calamari Floyd held up the offending food she tried to avoid.

"~Loooook at what I have Pumpkin-seed sunfish~" Floyed said shoving a portobello mushroom in her face.

Not paying attention at first she jumped back the moment the mushroom touched her.

"Floyd Leech, if you don't put that thing away!" Yuu felt a shiver down her spine as Floyd taunted her.

"Come on little chef, you should love mushrooms. They are so tasty." Jade joined in as he cornered behind her. The twins had her surrounded now.

This was her greatest shame as a chef. Her most hated ingredient that she refused to eat. Mushrooms.

"Come on Pumpkin~ take a bite!" Floyd cooed as Yuu turned around to hide her face in Jade's chest.

"Nooo~"Yuu whined into Jade's shirt.

"Okay Floyd, you can stop." Jade smiled smugly was he wrapped an arm around Yuu.

"Ahhh, that's not fair! I wanna hug Sunny!" Floyd complained as he pulled on Yuu's arm. "I wanna squeeze my shrimpy."

There would be no squeezing as Yuu pushed both the gangly eels out of the kitchen and into the dining room.

She was able to finish working on the new dinner menu with many interruptions. The tweels only came by to be fed morsels by hand as long as they stayed out.

Azul was supposed to stay in his office until the food was ready but he wondered outside. He spotted the tweels being fed garlic shrimp.

He shyly joined in and wanted patiently for a sample before going back to his contracts.

The tweels still taunt Yuu with mushrooms but they keep her fear to themselves. It's more fun this way.

Grim

Grim was treated like a prince by his henchmen already but today he was like a king. It was his birthday. He was catered to with endless food and affection as always but Yuu promised him a special surprise.

He was expecting a feast rivaling Scarabia with tons of fish and gifts. Yuu planned a a small party with friends and made sure their was plenty of food.

Grims gifts included a set of expensive collars from Kalim, new rose patterned bowls from riddle, brushes from Vil , coupons for Monstro lounge from Azul, a climbing tree from Leona, a new cat bed from Malleus, and Idia got him a new video game.

Say it again, he was a spoiled cat.

The guests were served foods that Grim liked like sushi, turkey, and lamb but the dishes were cooked to please human tastes. The dishes were intricate with seasonings and where marinated, glazed, and braised. Grim's food however was cooked to Grim's preference, mostly raw. Though Leona and the other Savanaclaw boys took a few bits.

Yuu had a special dish in store for Grim tonight. In the middle of the party the lights turned down as Yuu appeared with a cake just for Grim.

It wasn't made from cake batter. It was made from medley of ground up chicken, tuna, shrimp, the frosting was made from Churu his favorite cat treats. Bits of steak where used to decorate the faux cake. The mini cake had small lettering with "♡Happy birthday Grim♡" written on it.

Grim loved his gifts but he loved Yuu's cooking more. She never got mad or made a fuss when he wanted something. Before he met her food was so difficult to find and good food was nearly impossible. Grim had never been loved or cared for by anyone and now he has a human who holds him every night. Everyday he gets to hang out with people and try new foods he has never imagined. Even when he's bad she doesn't hit or yell at him.

As Yuu made her way to Grim to place the cake down she sang him "Happy Birthday" and Grim barly contained himself when she smiled. She handed him a card when the cheering and clapping ended. Inside it read "I'm happy to be and always will to be your forever home. This world and the next can never separate us and never will."

Grim jumped into Yuu's arms and nuzzled into her neck mewing like a kitten. His purrs where loud as he thanked her.

Ortho

Ortho doesn't eat. He does help with shopping and recipes.

They go to the farmers market to pick of ingredients and Ortho picks up foods his brother likes.

Yuu and Ortho spend like making candy like taffy. Ortho can stretch the taffy like an industrial machine which makes short work of mixing it.

Whenever they finish Ortho takes the extras and hands it out at his dorm. Idia always sends a thank you text for being kind to his brother even though he can't eat any of the stuff you make together. Ortho just enjoys Yuu's company.

Tsum Tsum event is over but didn't meat I loved how cute they are

And all I could think of what will Jack, Epel, Riddle, Leona, Malleus and Trey, seeing that recognisable neutral red lipstick color of Crewle daughter on the tsum faces and what's more they found her weakness of cute things as she keeps on kissing the tsums

Tsum Tsum for Kisses Crewel Daughter | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

Jack Howl

“Ah so you got to feel the sweet softness of her lips…did it feel nice?”

He doesn’t mind his tsum tsum

He’s not particularly one for cute things

But if you are than he can take it

The only way he can cope is thinking of it as an extension of himself 

“So if she kissed you perhaps she finds me…cute?”

Epel Felmier

“Oh come on! You little-!”

“Epel! Don’t shake him like that!”

Unlike Jack who doesn’t automatically associate himself with cute he can’t delude himself

In fact he’s livid that this thing and all its purposeful cuteness got a smooch before he did

How dare it!?

If anyone was on your list for the most cute(underneathyourdogs) it was him

He’s happy you like cute things 

But not if he’s not your definition of cute

Otherwise he’s jamming that little bug into a blender

“There can only be one mini-me! And I won’t sit here and let you take all of their love for yourself.”

Riddle Rosehearts

 “Ergh!! Off with your head!” 

His initial reaction is out of pure jealousy 

But eventually he calms or his own tsum’s own fiery reaction has him realizing

Then he rationalizes 

He didn’t realize you liked cute things

Well its noted now

He’s going to refrain from beheading his little guest

If only because it seems to have his interests at heart

“Fine, I’ll give you a chance but don’t think this means anything.”

Leona Kingscholar

“You sleep in my bed and try to get on their good side? You’re practically begging me to kill you.”

If he could get his hands on his own Tsum he’d squeeze him to death (okay Floyd)

But his tsum is slippery and proudly parading the mark 

as Leona struggles to swipe at him 

He’s not cute and he’s insulted this copycat makes you think that

“You’re not allowed to get their attention like this!”

Malleus Draconia

“That’s…really good for you….”

The storm brews menacingly

He thinks of it as a creature lesser than him

Think about it would you get angry if an angel kissed a baby

Yes No.

the correct answer is no

Which is why Malleus refuses to look at his tsum but congratulates him still

“Good…for…you, little one.”

Trey Clover

“Awww well isn’t that cute?”

He doesn’t see it as him

He sees them as like a little sibling 

Or maybe as his own little one

Hislittleonewithyou

He thinks its lovely that you find his tsum cute

“Well good to know you like glasses and green hair.”

I ain't crying. Shut up.

A MONSTER’S WISH !

When you fell sick Grim was doing his best to figure out what was wrong with you.

He did everything in his ability to take care of you per your instructions, but when you fainted from a massive headache he panicked and almost lit the dorm on fire from how worried and confused he was.

Luckily for the ghosts they guided Grim and told him to request help from the Heartslabyul students.

He wasted no time to sprint to their dorm and as he was frantically looking around for the two their housewarden seemed to notice the distressed weasel.

Refraining from becoming angry he asked Grim what seemed to be the problem and the only explanation that came out of his mouth was a small ‘help’.

He didn’t have to explain any further for Riddle to understand that you were in trouble, seeing that the gremlin was without you told him everything he needed to know.

Riddle left Trey in charge as he would make his way to Ramshackle himself— along with Ace and Deuce who conveniently overheard the interaction.

As Grim brought the three of the Heartslabyul students inside the dorm, one of the ghost hurriedly floated towards them “The Prefect’s condition is getting worse you need to hurry.”

The four of them rushed up to your room and found you on your bed breathing heavily with a flushed face and sweat beads all over your body.

Your mouth was leaking what seemed to be blot, it dripped down your chin as you grit your teeth together from pain.

Grim tried to rush over to check out what was wrong with you, but Riddle held him back. You leaking blot despite being a magicless human was already alarming and he didn’t want to risk a mage touching you and getting sick too.

So of course Crowley was contacted and a few staff came to observe your condition.

After much observation they figured that a magicless human being around overblot mages caused a harsh side effect, your body was declining from the accumulated blot particles and if they didn’t figure anything out fast you would suffocate from it.

Your body was kept in a room high up the school’s tower with different types of machines to keep you stable while the professors and the headmage try to find a way to release the blot particles from your body WITHOUT having a mage to absorb it.

Grim was in hysterics and threw a tantrum about wanting to stay by your side, but was denied as he could possibly overblot and they didn’t want to deal with an overblot monster at the moment..

“Let me see my henchman now!” he demanded from Crowley as he stood in front of your door to prevent Grim from going inside.

“I cannot allow that, now run along so I can continue finding a cure to help!”

“Liar! You’re not even figuring out how to take her home so why should I trust that you’ll help find a cure?”

Grim was getting aggravated by Crowley’s words and wanted nothing more but to burst inside your room to help you out from those awful machines.

Eventually Lilia had figured out how to treat you due to his ancient age and had offered to help, warning that it could be a huge risk but would be worth it if it went well.

Due to you not having a guardian nor any relatives it was all down to Grim’a decision.

He of course said yes without any hesitation, but after hearing the possible negative outcome scared him. What did Lilia mean by ‘being ripped from the inside out’ if it went wrong?

If it didn’t work you would die painfully, but if it worked you would be saved.

It was a huge gamble and leaving all that decision to poor Grim caused his mentality to drop immensely.

There was no other option?

Grim held onto the hope and the little voice behind his ears told him to do it, so he reluctantly agreed that Lilia could help.. with one condition.

If it all started to go wrong he wishes for Lilia to kill you before your own body ripped you apart.

Lilia agreed to the terms and the staff started preparing for your treatment.

By this point everybody knew what was going on with you.

The overblotted mages who you dealt with felt pity for the feline as it was partially their fault for the condition you’re in. Some showed it and some didn’t.

When Lilia was to begin the process Grim asked to say a few words to you incase it ends badly.

His request finally being approved he was allowed in the room and to stand on a chair that was at the same level as your body.

“You better return to me henchman or the great Grim will be upset!” he said and carefully wrapped a cloth with the same pattern of his bow around your wrist as a prayer, with that he left the room and Lilia went through with the spell.

“I still want you to witness me becoming a great mage.”