I'm In Love With This Y/n

I'm in love with this y/n 😫

Opposites: violent yandere x quiet reader

Warning: slightly masochistic yandere, mentions of death (I apologize for this. I cut out a lot cause I feel it became too much in terms of sadism for some) Jack knew he shouldn’t harm people since it would upset you but he loved the look you have him when you scolded him for his wrong doings and how you’d make him pay for it. You never hurt him but you made sure he knew he not to do it again. Well you at least tried to. Too bad for you that he was a glutton for punishment. He thought of wearing jackets more often but loved when people questioned what remained on his body afterwards. The visible proof he belonged to you and you alone. Most people believed your personalities wouldn’t match due to your quietness. A person that kept to themself and an obnoxious airhead that liked to start stuff just couldn’t be good together. You two loved each other dearly and while Jack wouldn’t let his outburst affect your relationship in any way, he wasn’t afraid to kick someone’s ass for messing with you or do worse. A shiver would always run down his spine when he remembered the first time he let his anger take hold of him for too long. - “This is all your fault you know?” Jack crouches down, his eyes locked into a stare with ones permanently frozen in fear. “Y/n has been mine even before we started dating but you could never let them go now could you? It doesn’t matter now though.” A cruel smile forms on his lips as his voice becomes a harsh whisper. “I’ll make sure to hide your hands well so even in death you won’t be able to touch my angel.”

Jack felt a heavy weight lifted of his back once the bastard’s body was gone for good. He still hated him with every fiber of his being. The person he killed was a fellow student that was well liked by everyone but just couldn’t be happy with that. He just had to try and take what wasn’t his and so he paid the price for it. Anyone in their right mind would’ve see that Jack wasn’t in the wrong for what he had done. Jack thought that he got away with the deed. No one questioned him about the disappearance and the buzz soon died after a few weeks. He believed he’d get to live the rest of his life in peace with the one he loved and never look back. Until the day you walked into his living room, holding a bloody baseball bat. It was just going to be a normal date night when Jack asked you to get his jacket for him. His room wasn’t the cleanest and when you looked in his closet you found the old bat. He didn’t know what to do as you stood there, stoic. He was sure you put two and two together and his life would be ruined. He was more worried about never seeing your face again than actually going to jail. Taking slow steps towards you, Jack tried to think of the right words to say but nothing came out. The blank look on your face made his heart ache and he fell to his knees, hugging your waist as his face buried into your stomach. “Y/n please forgive me. I know what I did was wrong but I just had to do it. He wouldn’t leave you alone. I told him time after time that you were mine but he just didn’t want to listen. If you really want to turn me in then just bash my head in with that bat. Say it was self defense. I’d rather die in this exact spot than fall to prove my innocence and be taken from you.” Jack jumps a bit as the bat falls to the ground with a loud thud. His body tenses as you wrap your arms around in him a gentle embrace. “I know it’s hard for you to control your anger Jack.” You say in a soft tone as you look down at him. “Remember when we first met? You were mad at the world as usual. You’ve gotten better with it but deep down I know it’s hard to hold back so I’m not mad this time. That’s why I’ll go easy on you.” “E-easy?” “Jack…. You didn’t honestly think I’d forget about this so easily did you? I need to make sure you know not to do this again. One day you might slip up and get caught so why don’t I do something so that you’ll never do that again in the first place?” - No-one would have ever guess that you were the cause of the rope burns around his wrists or the odd bruises that would litter his skin at times. With a simple smile you’d deny having any part in those markings and that’d be the end of it. Not for Jack though. His face would go deep red every time you got away with it and gave him a glance out the corner of your eye with that smile on your face. He just couldn’t understand how you could be so cute yet so cruel at times.

One afternoon Jack was hang out with a friend when you came out or nowhere and nearly scared the daylights out of him. “I’m terribly sorry.” You tell his friend as you grab Jack by the arm. “I need to talk with him for a few minutes but you can have him back soon.” The friend nods, knowing how Jack got when anyone got in the way of your relationship. He shuttered involuntarily as a memory of what happened to the last person came to mind. You thank him before leading Jack off and he felt both nervous and excited because of your tight grip. “Hey Jack? Did you know there’s another person missing from town? Their face was a bit familiar. I believe we ran into them a few days ago and I remember that you didn’t like their tone when speaking to me.” Jack swallows hard and tries to think of what to do. He knew that lying to you would only make things worse for him but he secretly wanted that. “W-well I didn’t have anything to do with their disappearance. All my time has been focused on you my precious doll. Trust me when I say I haven’t even been by that old park in years.” You grin as you place your hand on his cheek. His heart beat quickens at your touch and as you lean in to whisper something in his ear. “How did you know they were last seen at the park then?” “….. Shit”

Man is hurt and left for dead

He felt her moving even before she started moving, heavy arms wrapping around her waist to pin her against him. She gave a sleepy laugh, trying to untangle herself from him. “Babe, I gotta go pee.”

“Pee later,” he muttered against her neck, already throwing a leg over hers. “Wanna cuddle.”

“Baaaaaaaaabe,” she giggled, trying to no avail to free herself. “I gotta goooooooo.”

“Noooooooo,” he mocked back, burying his head in the pillow. “Stay with me and cuddle”

She dissolved into laughter and resigned herself to her fate. “At least let me roll over so I can see your handsome face.”

There was a moment of stillness. “…Promise you won’t run when I open my arms?”

“I promise!” she chirped. “Scouts honor.”

“Alright,” he agreed, unwinding his arms and legs. “I trust you. You better not break—”

The second, his grip slackened, she bolted, hurtling off the side of the bed and into the bathroom, cackling as he started to groan and whine about, “Being betrayed by his most lovely.”

She returned shortly to see him face down in the bed, still groaning and she crawled onto the mattress, laying on his back as she dug her hands under his chest. “I’m sorry, babe,” she murmured, turning her head to lay on the expanse of his shoulder blades. “I had to go tinkle.”

“You left me.”

“I know,” she pouted, kissing his back. “You had to spend two minutes in bed without me. I’m so sorry.”

“Now you’re mocking me.”

“I do it because I love you.” She squeezed his sides. “C’mon handsome, lemme see you.” He turned his head and gave her a pout. “I love you,” she grinned, and he looked away, a smile turning up the corner of his lips.

“Love you more.”

She rested her head back on his shoulders. “I love you most.”

Ngl I'll shoot Graves on sight 🔫😤

Teeth and Skin 1

Ghost and Soap: *show up*

Rodolfo: Can I shoot them?

Alejandro: No.

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Roach: *appears*

Rodolfo: Can I shoot him?

Alejandro: No.

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Price and Gaz: *show up*

Rodolfo: Can I shoot them??

Alejandro: No.

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Graves: *breathes*

Alejandro: Shoot him.

He's offering great moray support

F.L | the best way to cook a crab and a cat

Summary: What was supposed to be a relaxing hike with the Leech twins and the A-Deuce duo quickly turns into a disaster after you find yourself falling down the side of a hill.

Characters: Floyd Leech x GN! Reader

Tags: Fluff, Crack, Mentions of injury and hints to violence

A/N: We're all going to pretend I didn't accidentally delete this post

Word Count: 1k+ |💌Masterlist

It's finally summer break and Jade dragged you and your friends along his mountain climbing club activities so that you could "get some fresh air" and "rid of your stress". Okay, that's a lie, he just dragged you all along to assist with his mushroom collection. Of course, you all didn't have a choice in the matter. After Grim accidentally broke one of Jade's terrariums, you've been pulled into situation after situation just to make it up to the older Leech brother.

On the bright side, Jade had convinced Floyd to come along. While the eel would never go anywhere within a five-mile radius of mushrooms, he just couldn't pass up an opportunity to hang out with his beloved shrimpy. Especially with how busy you are! So now you have an eel by your side to offer moray moral support and company.

All was going swimmingly. You guys had multiple baskets filled to the brim with all sorts of mushrooms and as long as you didn't make him pick up any of those disgusting revolting skin-crawling little fungi, Floyd was completely content with just clinging to your side.

Although the trip wasn't difficult, Jade did warn you all that the slopes were slippery and muddy because of the previous night's rain. This means that extra caution was to be practiced. However, when you're the Ramshackle prefect with a ferocious feline companion and Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dumber as friends, something is bound to go wrong.

"Ace! I told you to stop messing around! It's dangerous!" Deuce screamed, grabbing the back of Ace's shirt, and forcing him to halt to stop. Grim dug his claws into Ace's clothing, making the teenage boy shriek and flail around in an attempt to get the grey cat off his back.

"Oi! This jacket is expensive! Grim get off of me!"

"Myahh! It's way too muddy! No way am I walking!"

The two of them continued to grapple each other. Ace was writhing madly, while Grim scurried around his body like some deranged raccoon. Floyd burst out laughing, clearly amused by the little clown performance the two were putting on. You, on the other hand, didn't think it was so fun.

Yelping, you tripped and fell forward after Ace bumped into you. Before you could hit the ground, Floyd was quick to grab your arm and pull you back up. "Careful, shrimpy.~"

You huffed and thanked him. Taking a couple of steps back, you glared at the two rambunctious mages. "Hey! Settle down will you-"

Before you could finish your sentence, Ace abruptly flung Grim off of him and threw the cat your way. Grim slammed against you, making you lose your footing and slip off of the hill.

"Shit!" You shrieked as you started to tumble down the slope. In an effort to shield your head as much as you could, you folded your arms over your neck. You collided with a few trees along the way before eventually skidding to a stop on a ridge.

As you wiped the muck from your eyes, a faint cry of misery escaped your lips. Your entire body was stinging, sharp twigs and rocks were piercing your back and you were very certain something was broken.

"Shrimpyy!" A shrill voice called and you turned your head to see Floyd clambering down the hill in your direction. Jade was telling him to get back, warning his brother that it was dangerous, but Floyd completely ignored him. When he reached you, he was quick to pull you into his arms. You sent him a sheepish smile as you leaned against his frame, trying not to move your right ankle too much.

'What a beautiful summer break this is…' You could hear the worried shouts of your friends calling for you. Groaning, you lifted a hand up.

"I'm over here! I'm doing fine I guess…"

"Look what those idiot guppies did to you!" The eel drew his brows together, his lips curled into a snarl.

“Yeah…I think I broke my ankle.” You said, hissing as your foot throbbed. Floyd glanced at you in concern, cringing at the bruises that littered your skin. He moved you onto his back and began to climb up the hill, being extra careful and gentle with your bruised body. "Don't worry, shrimpy~! Jade will make you all better!"

Once you reached the top, Floyd easily pulled both of you up. When he gently placed you on the ground, grim tried to run over to you but stopped when Floyd growled at him. "You stay just righ' there baby seal."

The cat took a step back, terrified of the eel and what he may do. You shook your head and smiled at Grim. "That's what you get for making me fall to my near death."

"Heh heh. I did tell you all to be careful, did I not?" Jade smirked before clicking his tongue. He kneeled down beside you, prodding at your ankle. "Oh my. It's not broken but you do have a nasty sprain. It's best if we splint it. Floyd can just carry you back down."

"Let's be honest, it's all that idiot cat's fault!" Ace grumbled, walking up to you with a somewhat apologetic look on his face. Deuce punched the back of his head, screaming directly into his ear. "You idiot! Can't you just apologize for once?"

“Crabby? Baby Seal? ” Floyd stalked towards the two of them, an eerie smile on his face. “Wanna know something?~ I reeaaally really hate it when my shrimpy gets hurt. Come here and let me pound some sense into you two for a lil' bit, kaaay?~”

Ace opened his mouth, about to start an argument with Deuce this time. His mouth clamped shut when Floyd abruptly got up from his spot on the floor. The eel stared at him menacingly, his mismatched eyes darting between Ace and Grim.

Probably deciding which of them he should go for first.

Shaking your head in fear and dread, you croaked out, "No! No! Floyd! Put the rock down!"

Likes and Reblogs are greatly appreciated and really motivating on my end!

May I kindly suggest V and an oblivious reader?? Like, imagine how funny it could be paired w their incel personality

V: haha wow babe I can't believe we've been dating for three months

Y/n: wait we've been what

V: wE LITERALLY HELD HANDS TEN MINUTES AGO

Your roommate has been in a really good mood lately. They went from screaming matches with their monitor at night to sleeping soundly on your bedroom floor. They approached you each morning and actively spoke to you rather than watching you from around the corner; trying their hand at making you breakfast after you brought them takeout the night prior. You're happy for the change, but it does make you wonder.

V knocks on your door. "Hey, babe. You ready to head out?"

"Babe??"

"Sure it's only been two weeks since we started dating, but I thought that'd be cool by now."

"We're dating?"

Now it's their turn to be confused. V chuckles nervously. "Uh- yeah. What else does "I like and want to spend the rest of my life with you" mean?"

"Oh you meant in a romantic sorta way. It's funny cause a bunch of spam accounts that followed me were saying the same thing."

"If you mean it in any other way, I'm throwing myself out that window immediately."

You ever wonder about scara jerking himself off while you abuse his hole?

Just thinkin' ;)

Work for it

characters: sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

warnings: rough sex, creampie, overstimulation, dacryphillia, brat taming, mirror sex, cock can be interpreted as strap on - anything that’s comfy for u guys

notes: a biiiittt different than your og req but still the same thing, just a different tone. i hope you like the recipe! also it has been a while since i visited the sub genshin tags. hello my little horny goblins! have y’all missed me?/jk jk

what’s this???? nobu finishing up another req after publishing another one last night???? has she finally defeated writer’s block?????

“shlo-OOOUH! shlowerrrh~! [nam-] ca-aahnt!♡︎♡︎” letting out a guttural sob, scaramouche squirted all over his stomach again. he was being a little shit for the entire week - ruining your perfectly made cake, throwing tantrums like a kid, cussing you out when you forgot to give him his usual goodbye kisses before leaving for work. the list goes on and on.

and now when he’s met the consequences of his own actions he’s telling you to be gentle? after ruining the hard work you put in your cake’s icing? in his dreams.

the short man let out another choked scream when your cock hit his oversensitive prostate again, the plush soft muscle getting abused over and over ruthlessly by the tip of your cock repeatedly hitting them, clawing at your back with his blunt nails in a pathetic attempt to at least try and get you to slow down so he can properly breathe.

and it seems like his prayers were answered when you slowed down before stopping, the bruises formed by your hands’ rough grip on his waist making him let out a whine at the feeling, the bleeding bite marks left by your teeth still stinging so deliciously. the brat let out another whine when you pulled out of his hole, your cum flowing out of his loose hole and running down his plushy, hickey covered shaking thighs.

unfortunately the brat’s wishes didn’t last long when you manhandled his tiny body, turning him over with his back to your chest - looking straight at the full body mirror propped against the wall. everything looked so lecherous - from the sticky cum covering the insides of his thighs, the dark and blue hickeys on his neck and chest to the remains of his own fluids covering his tummy.

gosh scaramouche was completely ruined.

“[n-name] plea-ashee… n-no mowree~ sensitiIIGGH!!♡︎“ a shrill sound resembling a squeal left his lips when you slammed yourself all the way until the hilt back into him once more. small hands clenching and flexing, seemingly trying to grab ahold of something to try and get his fucked silly mind together again.

“‘m getting a bit tired kuni. so you gotta do some of the work too” guiding his one hand to his swollen, angry red cock you silently commanded him to stroke himself - which scaramouche understood. sloppily running his hand up and down on his cock, rubbing the slit wet precum filled tip with his thumb your sweet dumb boy just couldn’t help but let out another wail when you hooked your hands under his shaking legs and slammed him down to the rhythm of his strokes.

understanding the situation as much as his mushy brain could comprehend, scaramouche jerked himself off at a faster pace. hands stuttering with his tear stained eyes and flushed face looking directly at the mirror, the puppet could easily see your cock slipping in and out of his pink hole over and over. he was so tired - his tiny cock only managing to spill a small amount of cum as he spasmed through another orgasm yet you still didn’t stop.

after all someone’s gotta teach him how to stop being a brat right?♡︎