R3linx - 𓂃𓈒𓍼ོ𓂃𓈒

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╰┈➤ characters....•`SANO MANJIRO´•.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

➻❥ HONKAI STAR RAIL

➯ multiple. types of yanderes

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╰┈➤ characters....•`HAMNA SHUJI´•.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“you’re not going to leave, are you?”

“that’s right, girl.”

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

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

“don’t speak to me.”

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

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

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

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

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

“well—”

“i won’t leave you.”

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

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

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

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

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​​🇬​​🇪​​🇵​​🇦​​🇷​​🇩​​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

＇ｐｒｏｔｅｃｔｉｖｅ＇

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​​​🇼​​🇪​​🇱​​🇹​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

＇ｍａｎｉｐｕｌａｔｉｖｅ＇

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

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

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

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

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

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

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​​​​🇩​​🇦​​🇳​ ​🇭​​🇪​​🇳​​🇬. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

＇ｓｅｌｆ－ｓａｃｒｉｆｉｃｅ＇

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

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

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

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

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

"no- i just wanted to check--"

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

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

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

"i know."

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

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

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

1,2,3, EYES ON ME

starring bachira meguru!

synopsis: your boyfriend has noticed that you have some problems with eye contact

notes: RAHHH IN MY DOWNFALL ERA 😭 i cannot write at all rn and i actually forced this piece out of me and its so bad i cannot but i have to post SMTH bc nothing has been posted on this blog for WEEKS ITS A GHOST TOWN HERE

"hey, why do you always do that?"

"huh?"

"that." bachira replied. "you always look away whenever i compliment you."

"oh," you grinned sheepishly, rubbing your hand against the nape of your neck. "i dont know, it's just kind of embarrassing sometimes, y'know?"

"embarrassing?" he looked at you, puzzled. "how is that embarrassing?"

you sighed lovingly as you played with his pretty hair absentmindedly. "you don't know because you have no sense of shame, love."

he grinned stupidly. "yep! but the thing is, baby, i want to be able to reallyyyy see you when i give you a compliment. so, we're gonna practice!"

you stared at him. "what do you mean, practice?"

he sat up and turned to face you. "'m gonna shower you with love, and you're gonna look me in the eye the whoooole time!" he grinned.

you groaned. "meguru, this is so cheesy. and stupid. 't's no big deal, it's just a little embarrassing."

bachira wouldn't hear it, though. "hey, baby? you're the prettiest girl i've ever seen, you know that?"

your cheeks erupted and by instinct, you averted your gaze elsewhere, flustered.

"a-ha! see, you DO need practice!" he teased gleefully. "my baby's so flustered, awww!"

you groaned as you buried your face in your hands. he was so stupid. like, so, so stupid. why were you doing this?

suddenly, he grabbed your wrists and pulled them away, revealing your red cheeks. he gently guided your chin to look at him, and said, "seriously, i think you're the love of my life. i love you. like crazy."

your face, if not already, was heating up like crazy as he stared into your eyes lovingly. "...i love you too?" you mustered out, not really knowing what else to say.

he just grinned and pulled you into his chest, letting you feel his annoyingly steady heartbeat.

"i love you, y/n."

"i love you too."

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