omkookie - ⭒♕⭒𓆩⚝𓆪⭒♕⭒
⭒♕⭒𓆩⚝𓆪⭒♕⭒

@nori31291404 is the Artist of my blog's icon so credit goes to 'em! and give Nori a follow! 🩷 nsfw blog with occasional memes and lots of demon fucking

246 posts

Based On THIS Rio Fic

Based On THIS Rio Fic

Based on THIS Rio fic 🩷

Whew, this ended up becoming way longer than I intended it to be...😭

Based On THIS Rio Fic
Based On THIS Rio Fic

Based On THIS Rio Fic

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere!Rio’s Misandry and manipulation, kidnapping + drugging. 15+ Not proofread.

Based On THIS Rio Fic

“Okay, look. Listen to me.” He tells her while taking her cheeks into his large hands, and holding her face. “There is someone dangerous outside, and we need to be quiet.” His explanation confuses her, and she whispers in question, “Who is it?”

Satisfied with her calm response, he gently lets her face go. Then, he looks back at the door. “I’m not too sure.” He answers. She quirk a brow up at him, Wondering to herself if Rio was now a crazed lunatic or being genuine. 

Could he be telling the truth? Would there be any reason for him to tell her the truth? 

She asks herself what benefit there may be for him. There is honestly no benefit for him to be honest with her, He’s probably lying to keep her quiet. Maybe, he figured that if he lured her into thinking that there was someone dangerous outside she wouldn’t scream for help. 

She's never seen him like this, and she was afraid. For the first time in her life, she was afraid of HIM.  She was tied up. Her arms and legs were bound by thick ropes that were meant to prevent her from escaping. “Anyway, it’s alright, MC. Just be quiet.” He strokes her cheek with his gloved hand as if to comfort her, “I’ll take care of you now, and I’ll make sure that you never feel unsafe again!” His words scare her, and she tries to resist the urge to scream when he kisses her cheek. 

“Rio, please…” Her skin crawls when he kisses her. Despite that, he doesn’t look too bothered as he asks her, “Please what?”

“Please let me go!” She begs him.

He stares at her blankly, his poker face remaining completely neutral even when he sees the tears in her frightened eyes glistening. “Please don’t look so afraid.” He tries to calm her down, “I’ll untie you in a minute.” 

“Rio! Please just untie me already.” She musters a weak glare at him, trying to blink back her tears. “Why are you even doing this?”,  “Why?” He echoes, looking utterly confused by her question. “Because I love you.” He states simply. “You don’t love me! If you did, then you wouldn’t grope me while I sleep. You wouldn’t kidnap me either!” She retorts. 

Rio visibly grimaces, his hands tightening into fists for a moment as he considers her words. “Everything I’ve ever done was out of love.” He answers sharply before gagging her by tying a cloth around her head. “You tried reporting me to the police… But thankfully, they thought you were drunk because of how much you were slurring on your words.” He stands, and brushes off the dust left on his clothes by the crushed up pills he earlier drugged her with. As he gazes down at her he tells her, “I went through a lot of trouble to bring us here.” 

As tears run down her face, she closes her eyes shut, Hoping that this is all a nightmare she’ll wake up from.

A Camera?

Oh, how unfortunate! Did she not feel safe in the palace? Of course she didn't. She was surrounded by men. Men were disgusting, vile creatures. He knew just how terrible they can be, and just how much they must have scared her… Especially those Rhodolite princes. Rio's prejudice against his own kind astounds her, as well as his blatant misandry. How can he continue to rant and say such vile things about men? Seeing how deep his hatred ran made her uneasy…

And hearing Rio bash her friends, made her feel even worse. His manipulative tendencies were award winning… and even though she knows she shouldn’t listen to him, his words were slowly getting into her head. 

She snaps out of her thoughts when she hears Rio's voice, “We’ve been missing for so long that there are posters, as well as leaflets with our faces on them.” He says as he picks up the winter dress he bought her, and sets it down next to her before he brings his fingers behind her back to strip her. “At least, The police don’t think that I've kidnapped you or anything… I’m good friends with their chief. They surely think that something bad must have happened to us both.” The smile he flashes is so dazzling, so sickening. The fact that he was smiling innocently after kidnapping her and keeping her as a prisoner here was insane.

She doesn't know where she is either... She’s even lost track of time. 

All she knows is that there’s snow? So she’s no longer in rhodolite. What she doesn’t know however, Is that Rio has brought her to a far away country that shares borders with Achroite.

Rio strips her with a practiced hand, easily sliding her dress off of her before redressing her. She doesn’t fight against him, she knows better than to do so after countless tries, and he presses a chaste kiss to her forehead. “I’ll prepare dinner!” He says cheerily as he picks up her discarded clothing and heads towards the kitchen. 

Finally untied for the first time since being here, she gets up and walks over to the windows. She peers through the safety bars of the windows and feels a chill run down her spine as she observes the cold white snow. 

There was nothing but snow.

Based On THIS Rio Fic

🩷 An: I think yandere Rio is like that one guy that everyone loves and respects, and so he would never be a suspect for anything bad.

Drugging the MC after she confronts him about touching him her like a creep is what I imagine he would do, because he doesn't want to 'hurt' her too much or do anything too forceful. The drugs would start taking place about half an hour after she sets out to go to the police in a carriage. Rio of course follows her and makes some excuses about her being drunk or something to the police officers since he's good friends with their boss. The police dismiss MC since they think she's spouting gibberish because of how she's slurring on her words. Oh, and they know she's good friends with Rio so she's safe with him. 💀

Poor MC y'all ✋😭

  • dnhrtr
    dnhrtr liked this · 6 months ago
  • lonlylittledevil
    lonlylittledevil liked this · 7 months ago
  • amaneyuna
    amaneyuna liked this · 10 months ago
  • mysticenthusiastpenguin
    mysticenthusiastpenguin liked this · 1 year ago
  • bon-li-bon
    bon-li-bon liked this · 1 year ago
  • ashnequiz18
    ashnequiz18 liked this · 1 year ago
  • alyzrah
    alyzrah liked this · 1 year ago
  • crowned-ghost
    crowned-ghost liked this · 1 year ago
  • rubyykia
    rubyykia liked this · 1 year ago
  • jeux-anime
    jeux-anime liked this · 1 year ago
  • lavenderwolf3606
    lavenderwolf3606 liked this · 1 year ago
  • fyirs
    fyirs liked this · 1 year ago
  • omkreblogs
    omkreblogs reblogged this · 1 year ago
  • omkreblogs
    omkreblogs reblogged this · 1 year ago
  • thill20712
    thill20712 liked this · 1 year ago
  • sereneeee
    sereneeee liked this · 1 year ago
  • catalinalelouch
    catalinalelouch liked this · 1 year ago
  • fruitysann
    fruitysann liked this · 1 year ago
  • ed-seren
    ed-seren liked this · 1 year ago
  • hestia0705
    hestia0705 liked this · 1 year ago
  • omkreblogs
    omkreblogs reblogged this · 1 year ago
  • flowerforgot
    flowerforgot liked this · 1 year ago
  • ikemenprinceconqueringbeast
    ikemenprinceconqueringbeast reblogged this · 1 year ago
  • originalempathhairdonerd
    originalempathhairdonerd liked this · 1 year ago
  • keiibae
    keiibae liked this · 1 year ago
  • connysdeadmeat
    connysdeadmeat liked this · 1 year ago
  • verylonchun
    verylonchun liked this · 1 year ago
  • coral-relevium
    coral-relevium liked this · 1 year ago
  • ikemenprinceconqueringbeast
    ikemenprinceconqueringbeast liked this · 1 year ago
  • rogueofbullshit
    rogueofbullshit liked this · 1 year ago
  • omkreblogs
    omkreblogs reblogged this · 1 year ago
  • sakuralechan1245
    sakuralechan1245 liked this · 1 year ago
  • waffles-waffles-co
    waffles-waffles-co liked this · 1 year ago
  • lugkuic
    lugkuic liked this · 1 year ago
  • ghizlana
    ghizlana liked this · 1 year ago
  • kikyans-garden
    kikyans-garden liked this · 1 year ago
  • f4nt4smit4ppl3
    f4nt4smit4ppl3 liked this · 1 year ago
  • fadingmusicdaze
    fadingmusicdaze liked this · 1 year ago
  • lovechiefbouquetchaos
    lovechiefbouquetchaos liked this · 1 year ago
  • candied-boys
    candied-boys reblogged this · 1 year ago
  • candied-boys
    candied-boys liked this · 1 year ago
  • wingedangel7334
    wingedangel7334 liked this · 1 year ago
  • omkreblogs
    omkreblogs reblogged this · 1 year ago
  • omkreblogs
    omkreblogs reblogged this · 1 year ago
  • crescentinity
    crescentinity liked this · 1 year ago
  • pluckpleepplop
    pluckpleepplop liked this · 1 year ago
  • this-world-hasnt-seen-shit
    this-world-hasnt-seen-shit liked this · 1 year ago
  • floydsteeth
    floydsteeth liked this · 1 year ago

More Posts from Omkookie

1 year ago
-- ?--

--♡𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞?♡--

image

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 against your will... 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩at the 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰. 3K+ WC ♡

♡-♡-♡-♡

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ • Smut, Noncon/CNC, Oral (M!Receiving), cum swallowing, fingering, crying, dirty talk, slapping, choking, unprotected sex, hair pulling, pet names... slutty bunny, good bunny. etc etc. nasty content ahead  / bad punctuation too 😂

image
-- ?--

He stops before your door silver key in hand, and observes the light shining through the windows of your house, Poor thing... You didn't know what an unfortunate fate was about to befall you. His blood-red eye glimmers in the last rays of sunlight as he twists the key within the keyhole, hearing an audible 'click' before unlocking the door. He pushes the door open and steps inside quietly before observing the interior. He already had a basic layout of the house, along with directions, But still decided to have a look around for you anyway. Who knows? maybe you’ll unknowingly play a little game of hide and seek with him before he finds you.

He sees your coat hanging off of a garment rack and shoes stacked upon a small shoe rack near the door. He takes light steps, checking the living room for you, and then your bedroom. 

He enters your bedroom, his eyes scanning the area thoroughly before falling upon the lingerie set you had left on your bed. He chuckles, 'So slutty.' picking it up, he inspects the undergarment, his fingers tracing the lace as he mutters something to himself before he sets the skimpy material down. He continues to look for you, taking slower but quieter strides across the house until he finally hears you in the kitchen.

You take two cups out of the cupboard and then set them on the table, moving swiftly throughout the Kitchen and preparing the dinner table excitedly. Your husband was going to join you for dinner tonight so you cooked his favorite food and took out a sweet vintage wine for him to drink with it. You set the table neatly, adding candles to set the perfect atmosphere and make everything romantic... And then you waited. 

8:45 PM He was first 45 minutes late, So you waited until 9:00 before exhaling in disappointment. He promised you he'd be home at 8:00 PM sharp so the two of you could enjoy a nice dinner together and yet he didn't come home on time once again. You get out of your chair disappointedly to fix yourself a plate of food, figuring that there is no point in waiting for your husband anymore. ‘If he’s not home on time then he won’t be home for hours.’ You muttered to yourself.

As you pick up your fork and knife you feel somebody’s presence appear behind you and clamp a hand over your mouth. You squeal, startled by the hand and drop your kitchen utensils, then feel a warm breath hit your ear "Oh, Are you going to have dinner alone?" A voice you hate to admit you recognize asks you, making your heart set off in a panic and beat faster against your chest. The hand covering your mouth moves down to your throat, your perpetrator tightly gripping your throat with his left hand while his other hand moves to press a gun against your head. You freeze, expecting him to pull the trigger and end you right here and now but he clicks his tongue in amusement, "Can you believe he'd ask me to kill such a beautiful woman?" He talks, seemingly to himself as your hands nervously grip his arm with your fingers trembling in anxiety.

"What do you want?" You manage to rasp out between shallow breaths, "If it's money then just take my purse and go." You added, "Money?" He perked up, "Didn't you hear me when I said it's a shame your husband asked me to kill a beautiful woman like you?"

"...What nonsense are you sprouting?!" You hissed at him, your grip on his arm tightening and your nails digging into the fabric of his sleeve as his hold on your throat tightened firmly, his fingers putting pressure on your airway.

"Oh, If you don't believe me that's fine. I won't try to convince you to." He purrs, Sliding the gun from your head down to the sides of your waist before pointing the muzzle at your thigh, "You should be concerned about living now, rather than who sent me to kill you." His hold on your neck loosens slightly but only for him to push you down to the floor gun still pointing at you, "Get down." He says, and you comply, getting down just as he told. "What do you want?" You ask, licking your lip anxiously as you slowly move to get down on your knees, "I don't know?" He holds your hair tightly from behind, fisting it, then pushes you even lower down "You'll have to think of something so I don't blow your brains out I guess." He says nonchalantly. You feel the cold metal of the gun pressed against the nape of your neck and trailing down your back, making you instinctively shiver as your eyes start to sting with tears, "Please don't do this…" You beg him, your meek voice cracking as you lose more and more of your composure. "I don't know… He offered me some good money to get rid of you. Whether I kill you or not depends on you, What do you have to offer?" He toyed with you amused, his voice sounding awfully cheerful for the predicament you were in. "Erm… Anything you want? I have a savings account-" He clicked his tongue in disdain, cutting you off and then roughly shoving the gun into your mouth. The muzzle knocks into your teeth before he forces it deeper in while tugging on your hair to force your lips to open wider. Tears stream down your cheeks, As he looks down at you with a sadistic smile on his face, "You look so pretty like this," He says with a pleased sigh "I'll enjoy you first before I kill you." 

He pulls you back to your knees by your hair, making you whimper in pain, gun still shoved in your mouth. His fingers let go of your hair to quickly wrap around your neck and choke you, “You’ll like this.” He whispers, his sickeningly sweet voice sounding awful in your ears. His hold on you is brutal as he slams your back down against the cold floor and grips your throat tightly, his body moving on top of yours to straddle you as you struggle to try and make him let go of you. “Look at you. all worked up and struggling to break free… Hasn’t anyone ever taught you that once you’re within a man’s grasp, a poor little woman like yourself can't get away?”  The gun muffling your screams falls down onto the floor as you struggle, kicking and hitting him as hard as you can with your fists. Your lips turn blue and your face gets paler as he chokes you to the point of almost passing out, “Look at how blue your lips have gotten. I’m going to have fun forcing my cock inside you as you continue to beg me to stop and struggle.” He lets go of your throat and you inhale loudly, coughing as you try to take in as much oxygen as you can.

He gets off of you and yanks you up by your hair, Painfully throwing you face-first onto the empty side of the kitchen counter. You feel him hold both of your arms behind your back before hiking your dress up your hips. 

“Please don’t do this” You beg him through tears, hoping he’ll change his mind and stop this. He rips your underwear off as you try to protest and fight back using whatever energy you have left, His rough hand slaps you hard once, a red mark forming on your cheek immediately, by the strong impact of his palm striking you, "Don't struggle too much now." He growls through his teeth, His hand sliding over your pussy for his fingers to rub at your clit. He presses his knee between your legs to forcefully spread them apart, and slaps you a second time when you try to close them. his fingers pull your underwear to the side to run through your folds, While caressing you he sharply yanks your hair back, his other one moving down to tug on his zipper and unzip his trousers. 

“Can you feel how hard you’ve made me? This cock is going to be in you, rearranging your insides soon bunny.” You whimper as his arm sneaks around you for him to grip your neck again, and he pumps his hardened cock before pressing it against your ass. "If you want to live then you'll behave yourself and be a good girl for me,,, won't you?" He bites your neck leaving a painful bruised mark behind, making you cry out in pain and shiver. "You'll be a good girl for me, won't you? Say you’ll be a good bunny." He repeats himself, his grip on your neck tightening to the point of being unbearable “Say you’ll be my good girl.” He orders "I will! I~ I’ll be your good girl." You manage to get out, your voice coming out hoarse and you hic when his hold on your neck loosens, "Let's see if you can be a good girl then. put your hands on the counter." He commands you, letting go of you while you hesitantly do as he says. He picks up his gun off the floor and wipes it with his hand while you stand in front of him nervously with your palms pressed flush against the cold counter. He licks his lips, the sight of you helpless and at his mercy arousing him, painfully so, as he feels how his hard cock twitches because of you to the point where it's aching, begging to already be shoved into your little cunt and ruining you as you scream. He walks beside you and leans against the kitchen counter, then points his gun at you, "Get on your knees and pray you know how to give good head" He watches in satisfaction as you shuffle to do as he says, disgust plastered all over your face as you kneel before him, "If you try to bite me I'll blow your fucking brains out." He warns you. 

His hand makes its way into your hair and then he roughly pulls it to hurt your scalp as a warning. You grimace at him, grossed out by just how much of a crazed monster this man is... He pulls you forward towards his manhood and you try to surpass a gag, already feeling nauseous by what you're about to do because of him. “Go on.” He encourages you. Your hand hesitantly moves up to wrap around his shaft before you stroke it once, your fingers deftly pumping it while he holds the gun to your head, "Take it into your mouth." He urges you inclining his hips toward you. 

You lean closer to his shaft and lick a stripe down the base, your tongue tracing the vein on the left side of it, and you hear his breath hitch. You pump him with your hand, not quite sure how exactly you'll take him into your mouth because he is quite big. You give his cock small kitten licks, your tongue giving special attention to the head until you suck the tip and wrap your mouth around it, hollowing your cheeks out and taking him as much as comfortable into your mouth. Your other hand wraps around his shaft to pump him as you Bob your head up and down, making him twitch inside of your mouth. Your abuser's head falls to his shoulder as he sighs, his fingers brushing your hair out of your face and stroking your head as he praises you, "Good bunny..ah... You're doing so well with that mouth." 

He pets your cheek, lightly thrusting his hips forward to make you gag. Tears form in the corners of your eyes from the action but you continue to please him. He moans quietly, relishing in how warm your mouth feels as you suck his cock off,  "You're doing so we-ll…hah… I might just make you my own wife instead." You just look at him with a glare from the corner of your eye, "You'd like that wouldn't you?" He continues, "You're choking on my shaft now while your husband is away." 

Spit drips down the corners of your mouth as he forces your head lower down on his shaft, "You're such an unfaithful wife. Choking on my shaft like a slut just begging for it… Would you like me to fuck you in your shared bedroom where you and your husband sleep next?" He abuses your throat, making you gag and cry with tears running down your cheeks like a stream as he thrusts faster and deeper, hitting the back of your throat hard. "Oh but I suppose it's my fault you're being such a dirty slut of a wife right now" 

"If your husband wasn't an asshole you wouldn't be forced to choke on my dick." 

He thrusts into your mouth a few more times, his movements slowing down as his hips tremble slightly and you feel him twitch in your mouth, Thick cum soon hitting the back of your throat as he reaches his release. He holds your head on his shaft, refusing to let you go even as you gag and feel disgust rise from the pit of your stomach again, "Swallow it." He orders you, "I'll let you go when you take all of my cum" Your brows furrow in disdain, your need to breathe quickly overriding your disgust as you swallow his cum, desperate to have air. He pulls your head back, saliva still connecting your lips to his shaft as you pant heavily and he sticks his thumb into your mouth, making you stick your tongue out  "Good bunny~" He purrs, "Get up now and put your hands on the counter again." He reaches under your arms to help prop you up, Your legs feel weak and your panting still has not subsided as you slouch atop the kitchen counter, too tired to hold yourself up on it. 

He pets your head from behind, his fingers hiking your dress up once more before moving towards your pussy again. He rips your underwear off then spreads your folds apart, feeling his fingers become wet as he prodded your tight pussy’s entrance. He pulls his fingers back to see them slick with your juices and then tilts his head in amusement,  "Oh, What's this?" He inquires "Does this turn you on so much? Being taken advantage of?" 

His other hand strokes your ass, his fingers squishing the soft flesh there before he insults you, “What a slutty little bunny you are.” 

"If you want me to fuck your cunt so badly that you've gotten this wet then I ought to do as you desire." He shoves two fingers into your pussy, making your hips twitch, and he moves them slowly inside... He rubs your walls his fingers pumping in and out of you as he adds another one to quicken his pace. He takes hold of your leg and pulls it to the side to spread your thighs wider for him to finger you easier. He puts another finger in before clicking his tongue and turning you around, hoisting you up so you can sit on top of the kitchen counter. He stretches your walls loosening you up enough for him to sheathe his cock into you without you having to be in too much pain. You frowned up at him, A quick "Slow down" leaving your mouth as you grabbed onto his shoulders. 

He pauses for a moment then resumes to fingering you too fast and making you huff as your legs tremble and try to close, as you feel like he’s about to force your orgasm out of you, "I know you're ready for me bunny" He pulls his fingers out of you, licking them clean of your juices and getting a sweet taste of you. "Wait-" You choked out,

"What?" He asks, his single red eye glimmering in delight as it looks straight into your own eyes.  "I...I'm not ready." You voice out, guilt clouding your head once again because he was about to force himself into you… and you’re allowing it.. again. "Aww, are you feeling bad for your husband?" His fingers stroke your thigh, gently caressing your soft skin, "I'm…" Your voice cracks as you begin to cry once more, loud sobs leaving you and wrecking your body. He looks sympathetic... Almost apologetic even. stroking your hair gently, he hugs you closer to him "Shh… I won't take long." He whispers into your ear, making you shiver. Your hands press against his chest as hard as they can, trying to push him away from you but he merely grabs your legs before aligning himself at your entrance. He enters you with one long thrust, making you nearly scream as you hurriedly clamp a hand over your mouth to stifle the loud moan threatening to escape you.”Fuck, you’re so tight..” He breathes in deeply, feeling your soft walls welcome him in and stretch around his shaft, his hands move to wipe the tears forming at the corners of your eyes “Fuck, Bunny… You’re so tight.” He groans “Can you feel how hard you’re clenching around me?” he begins moving, his shaft dragging sickeningly well along your walls and giving you an awful sense of pleasure… You curse yourself mentally as you moan underneath him like a bitch in heat and wrap your legs around his waist to pull him deeper in. “G-Good bunny..” He praises you, then nips on your neck, leaving a sweet and tingling mark there. “Haah..” You moan beneath him, unable to contain your voice anymore. Despite how much you hated him… this. he was unfortunately turning you on. “Look at how loud you’re being~ you really are...a..a slutty bunny.” He chuckles as the sound of skin hitting skin combined with your moans and his grunts echoing throughout the otherwise quiet house. “I knew you'd enjoy this, bunny.” He kisses you as tears escape your eyes, leaving you a whimpering mess at his mercy. He pulls your hips up changing angles for the better as his shaft reaches deeper into you, dragging along every pleasant nerve and spot.

“Please-..” You mewl unsure of what you’re beginning for.. his cock? This is so shameful and embarrassing... “Please what bunny?” He inquires, his thrusts slowing down but becoming harder. “Do you want to cum?” His grin is awfully smug, his black eye patch somehow finally catching your eye as you gaze up at him stubbornly refusing to answer.  your eyes almost burn a hole into the dark material of his eye patch with how hard you’re staring, and he takes note of this. “Oh. Are you curious? Too bad I can’t show you… I'd have to kill you then.”

Your breath audibly hitches in your throat as his cock hits that one good spot inside of you, making your toes curl and your fingernails dig into his shoulders as you whimper and hold onto them for support. “What a stubborn little bunny.” He stops moving and the abrupt lack of stimulation just frustrates you further as you glare at him, “Please..” You can’t stop the words from escaping your lips, “Please keep on fucking me hard Gilbert~”

“I want to cum” You added, needily arching your hips toward him. His eye sparkled in satisfaction as he leaned down to your ear to whisper, “I’m so happy to finally hear you say my name.. Ah” he starts moving again, his thrusts slow at first then, gradually becoming faster as your hand moves down to rub at your clit while he pounds into you, a series of loud moans leaving you both. “-Fuck.. Bunny... I missed fucking you like this so much.” You hear him say as you clench around him, your pleasure quickly building up until you finally throw your head back, nearly screaming his name as your orgasm washes over you and makes you cum all over his shaft. “FUCK- Gilbert~!..ooh...”

A minute later, he’s cursing under his breath his hips sloppily moving as he slows down his thrusts until you hear him moan quietly, his cock shooting long ropes of cum within you and painting your walls white. 

Filled with his cum, You lay there panting, neither of you daring to say anything until you finally feel relaxed enough to speak. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again” You admitted truthfully. “I said I’d steal you away, didn’t I?” He replies as he rubs your cheek, his red eye softening as he sweetly looks at you. 

You both gaze at each other for a while before you tug on his necktie, pulling him down for a comfortingly sweet kiss. As the two of you change angles to deepen the kiss. you hear the front door being loudly unlocked and then thrown open with a loud ‘thud’, someone finally making his way into your house. “Ah, There’s your husband.” Gilbert chuckles as he pulls out of you, his cum with your juices combined beginning to drip out of your pussy almost instantly. He pulls back from you to tug your dress back down your hips, and tuck himself back into his trousers, “Let’s greet him, shall we? After all, he’s the fool who ordered your assassination.” 

“And later let’s have some of that dinner you made.” 

-- ?--

Tags :
1 year ago
Blank Canvas.

Blank Canvas.

Blank Canvas.
Blank Canvas.
Blank Canvas.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere Malleus, Broken F!MC, mentions past abuse and character death. 15+

Blank Canvas.

Is it a fleeting dream or a nightmare? You hold the one dearest to you but her face is blank, blank like the dark night sky with no stars in it. An empty canvas with no expression, but potential for you to create one expression? Or as many as you please?

Can you draw on your canvas? turn it into whatever you want, and be pleased with the final result?

He feels like there is nobody like you.

You are his one and only one.

Even if your expression is blank, your face no longer showing emotion after being broken down so many times. Could he dye you back to normal?

You were his pretty little thing, a sweet woman who unfortunately refused to be by his side and used all means necessary to avoid him. You were his property, his doll. His little dress-up thing which he happily came to torture night after night, To the point where you were broken down and desensitized to anything he did. Getting far too used to him and his cruelty, your face remained blank and unfazed whenever he did something. Sure, you’d shed a few tears and cry here and there, but aside from that you were like a soulless being, a body moving around with no purpose in life, and without a drop of ambition.

He sighs, frustration getting to his head as he observes your blank face at the dining table.

It’s been a month, and yet he hasn’t made any progress in turning you back to normal. You used to be so lively and cute, trembling and afraid of him to the point where you’d burst intotears whenever he did as little as touch you.

Why can’t you just go back to being the way you were? What was this nightmare that you were making him live in? Your current state was both a dream, and a haunting nightmare. Your eyes were cold, slowly boring into his as you stared at him.

He started hating it.

A fleeting dream would be one where you finally submit to him the way that you did now, But a nightmare was your current state. Your blank stare, unfazed demeanour, lifelessness. You no longer had a spark to you, and he was getting mad.

Why didn’t you just go back to how you used to be? You were so fun back then.

Even if you always tried to run away from him and you made him angry. You were way better back then, than you were right now.

He glares at you, his eyes reflecting his fury as you remain quiet, not uttering a single word to him.

The atmosphere was heavy, your doll-like painted face looking glum as you reached for one of the peaches on the table.

He drank his wine, making the flame of the candle dim and flicker as he abruptly set his glass down.

He got up, refusing to look at you for even another moment as he made his way out of the dining room and walked back to his chambers.

He’ll find a way to turn you back to normal sooner or later… All he needed to do right now was be patient. Patience is key, a key which he very much needed so that he wouldn’t rip your throat out. You annoyed him far too much, and seeing you first thing in the morning started turning into an unpleasant sight..

As much as he loves you, You are getting boring.

And he doesn’t like boring things. If he can’t paint you back to how you originally were and return the spark back to your lifeless eyes, then he’d have to get rid of you.

As he walks through the hallways, passing maids and servants he considers that.

What if he got rid of you? Could he get rid of you? His heart feels heavy and about to shatter just by thinking of it.

He couldn’t simply throw you away… you meant so much to him.

His twisted head and his lost heart argued, one trying to reason that you had become useless, a broken, lifeless ragdoll. Meanwhile the other tried to remind him of just how much he loves you, what he’d done for you, where he took you.

All of his twisted feelings were being doubted and questioned.

On one hand, if it weren’t for his cruel treatment towards your fragile little female mind and body, You would be normal. On the other, It’s your fault for being so weak and boring him.

You shouldn’t have changed.

This whole situation was your fault, and your fault only.

You seduced him, Tempted him into falling in love with you by wearing those skimpy little skirts that showed your legs, and revealed too much of your body.

You were at fault.

He was innocent.

He simply fell victim to your provocations, and because of you he was miserable right now.

He clenched his fists, his resentment towards you only growing as he picked up the old school-photo of you from NRC.

Back in Night Raven College you were nice, you were fun.

Now, You’re neither of those.

In a fit of anger, he throws your framed picture at the wall, shattering its glass frame into pieces.

He should get rid of you.

It’s the only thing that would make him happy.

Yes.

He can’t paint a blank canvas if the canvas had tears.

His only option was to throw it away, and throw it away he chooses to do.

You still sit in the dining room when he returns, and you only look back at him because you heard him slam the doors.

Your eyes don’t look afraid at his raged state, in fact you almost look pleased with yourself.

He grabs your arm in his tight hold, dragging you toward one of the castle’s highest towers as he contemplates just what to do with you.

He could slit your throat open, throw you off the tower and watch you plunge to your death, or he could burn you in his green flames.

All options appeal to him, as in his crazed state he digs his fingers into your skin, His nails sharp like claws drawing blood from you. His hold on you is relentless as he drags you up the stairs, like a broken toy about to be abandoned in the attic.

When he flings the doors open, your body flinches.

The air in the tower was freezing cold, making you shudder as it chilled you to the bone. For a moment he stops, It’s as if he realizes that you are indeed not a lifeless doll and can still feel things. His mind wavers, and he considers bringing you back down because there was still hope for you to return to normal.

His stubbornness however, quickly pushes that train of thought to the side. He tried everything he could to bring you back to normal. He beat you, burned you, strangled you, and let you be free… Nothing worked.

He pushes you into the dark cold room roughly, making you fall and scrape your knees against the floor's hard stone.

He can’t find it in himself to kill you despite his earlier resolve, so he’ll leave you.

And leave you he does.

He shuts the heavy doors behind him and locks them, leaving you alone in the cold room of the highest tower in the castle to die.

Malleus has no regrets in finally getting rid of you…

Until his crazed mind comes back to his senses and he returns, finding you dead a mere day later.


Tags :
1 year ago
 : Oh, Sweet. I Haven't Really Thought Much About Yandere Licht Yet ()

🩷 : Oh, sweet. I haven't really thought much about Yandere Licht yet (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

 : Oh, Sweet. I Haven't Really Thought Much About Yandere Licht Yet ()
 : Oh, Sweet. I Haven't Really Thought Much About Yandere Licht Yet ()
 : Oh, Sweet. I Haven't Really Thought Much About Yandere Licht Yet ()

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere themes, imprisonment. // F!MC.

 : Oh, Sweet. I Haven't Really Thought Much About Yandere Licht Yet ()

His depravity is quite striking. He has a twisted moral compass where he's stuck in a debasement, Which will never fail to leave anyone dumbfounded. Licht's way of thinking is quite simple, simple for anyone who is crazy to understand.

Yandere Licht doesn’t have a normal sense of right or wrong. He only knows what his right is, and what his wrongs are. Screw whatever people may find immoral, if he deems it to be good, then it’s good.

Licht slowly manipulates his beloved MC into loving him. He shares his sad backstory with her, and then begins to monopolise her when she feels sad for him. He starts by taking up all of her free time and isolating her from everyone else. Now that she knows how he’s been abused and how hurt he is, who is she to abandon him or push him away? She’s too kind to do anything like that.

Slowly, Licht etches himself into her everyday life so that she doesn’t pick up on what he’s doing. When he finally has her fully isolated from others, he kidnaps her and keeps her inside of a mansion in his territory. The mansion is heavily guarded, She can’t escape if he has his men patrolling the grounds at all times, and she can’t leave him if he’s by her side 24/7.

Licht constantly guilt trips her by gaslighting and then blaming her for certain things. She wants to leave? Does she plan to abandon him or point a sword at him like his mother did? How could she do that when all he ever did was try his best for her. He just wants what’s best for her, and he tries so, so hard to please her… He’s not taking her freedom away, He’s protecting her. She confessed she loves him, so he’s just making sure that she’s safe… He’s a prince, Just by loving him she’s in danger. What if somebody tries targeting her? Doesn’t she know what happened to all of the women who got involved with Rodolite's royal family?

He’ll once again recall what happened to his mother for her.

His darling feels like she’s walking with shackles on because of how he’s constantly glued to her side and so obsessive.

Licht doesn’t hesitate to hurt others, He manipulates and twists things so that he always gets what he wants. He uses his title as a prince, and almost no one in Rhodolite does anything to rescue MC because they’re all under the impression that she’s in love with him, and has decided to spend her life with him. No one knows what Licht is really like, he’s far too sly and good at tricking people. The only one who now knows the real Licht is MC… But being isolated from everyone except him takes its mental strain on her, and she nearly loses her mind when he locks her away as punishment and starts ignoring her.

But, no matter how unstable MC may get because of her broken down psyche, he’ll never let her kill herself so she better not get any wild ideas. He loves her, so she’ll stay with him forever.

There's a loyal dog still waiting for an opportunity to speak to MC, That's becoming more suspicious of Licht each day he doesn't... So there's still hope for her to one day escape. if only she can get a single note to that dog.

 : Oh, Sweet. I Haven't Really Thought Much About Yandere Licht Yet ()

Tags :