Bottom Yandere Slasher X Final Boy Male Reader Head Cannons~!

Bottom Yandere slasher x final boy male reader head cannons~! ૮ ོ≧ ⩊ ≦ ོ𑁬

blowjobs, knife play, degrading, large bottom, small top ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

You were out and about camping on a little trip with your friends when he first had seen you, staring and blinking over at you like a frog. Something inside his cold body came back to life like a zombie breathing air once again. He had to have you and he would have you no matter what he had to do or who he had to clear. Taking you in the middle of the night after dealing with your friends, he’d have you dragged back to his cabin and just stare at your sleeping form for hours.

He’d blink over at you blushing under his mask obsessing over your every muscle and your short frame, you woke up screaming shouting any sort of insult just trying to escape only to fail each time with him frowning and locking you back up in his bedroom. “I’m not your fucking pet you big idiot! You can’t keep me!” You’d shout at him angrily but he’d only tilt his head as though he didn’t understand what you were speaking to him but he did understand you were upset by the tone you were using.

The slasher would keep you for months, he’d feed you and cling to you leaving you never alone because he was by your side each and every hour of the day. His arms held you in a bone crushingly tight spooning position in bed leaving you conflicted on how you could fall for a man like him? Maybe you were in live or maybe it was all the stressful hormones combined with the built up Stockholm syndrome that had you all over him by the end of the second month.

The first time you had sex with him was during your most recent escape, you found his knife, you tried to attack him from behind but with his tall stature you failed only having him on top of you pinning you to the ground. not before you shoved the knife against him threatening him going feral in anger. The hard feeling beneath you is what brought your mind to a clearer thinking. He was hard, how could he possibly be hard in a situation like this? You just tried to kill him and make your escape “are you seriously fucking hard right now? You’re a horny gain arent’cha!” You’d mock him feeling a smile creeping on your face.

Not even thirty minutes later you’re completely stripped holding him up on top of you with your hand shakily holding the knife to his thigh only grunting when he lifts himself up and down on your cock “o-oh shit, wasn’t expecting this” the slasher is even more infatuated with you at this point, the size of your cock had him intimidated at first when he seen a proud seven and a half— eight inches when hard cock looking at him for the first time since this was his first sexual encounter, shockingly sex wasn’t common for a crazed serial killer.

After that moment on the kitchen floor of his cabin this man’s silent and cold demeanor shifts into more, you fucked him into being domestic, wanting to make you happy trying to get you to want to willingly stay with him even if it means he had to please you. His face in your balls with his knife thrown to the ground while he attempts to give you a blow job “c’mon you can take a little more right, you’re a big man so shove it a little down that throat” you couldn’t help but be cruel to him with your hand gripping the rubber backing of his mask and forcing his face down on your crotch reminding him that while he kidnapped you, he lacked all his control when you were in the mix.

When you finally come around to the slasher, you’re grueling with him in sex, your arms would wrap around his body jerking your hips harshly between his thighs fucking him like a manic and pulling his mask back making him groan feeling more exposed and vulnerable before you, “are all serial killers preening sluts?” You couldn’t help but just egg him, not when you felt his walls gripping you back every time you spoke them making you a mess burying your face into his chest heaving and moaning on top of him fucking him like you need it.

Yandere Kinktober list 2024~! ໒꒰ྀི´• ˕ •` ꒱ྀིა

Switch male reader Yandere Kinktober~ ⭑.ᐟ

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𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓸𝓷𝓮! 𝜗𝜚

Bottom yandere dbf x top male reader imagines~(cockwarming, age gap, young top, old bottom, sneaky sex)

𝓦𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓽𝔀𝓸! ᡣ𐭩

Top Yandere mafia boss x subordinate male darling (nipple play, anal creampies, daddy!kink, cock rings, edging)

𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮! ᕱ⑅ᕱ

Bottom Yandere slasher x final boy male reader head cannons (blowjobs, knife play, degrading, large bottom, small top)

𝓦𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓻! ✿

Dom Yandere manager x model male reader (power abuse, ass eating, voyuer, humiliation, dacryphilia)

Bottom yandere dbf x top male reader imagines~ ໒꒰ྀི ◞ ◟꒱ྀིა Kinktober week one!

Just imagining yandere Dbf named John, always coming around and over hanging out with your dad watching football working on their trucks or talking about something stupid with your dad, you being you coming home from college looking like a new man, taller and more lean than you were when you left at eighteen having him drooling inside.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who obsesses over you the whole time you were back from college having you wrecking him bent over in the garage with one hand over his mouth fucking him so hard the tools in your dads box rattle around on the table trying to keep him shut up while he ascends under you, feeling his muscles tense up and him groaning against your palm.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! who gets a divorce not telling her the real reason is because his best friends son turned him into a utter whore, fucking his wife doesn’t make him orgasm anymore, not after he had your cock rearranging his insides, John being a burley man and would never come across as gay but he was a menace over you, riding your cock like an absolute goblin with him having a little bit of a beer belly and a patch of hair across his stomach going up his chest.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who shamelessly stares at you while drinking a beer next to your dad, speaking so casual about you while your dad says “you’ve grown into a fine young man” making John just nod, not even telling your dad how you get John on his knees begging to suck you off, rubbing your thighs like a feral animal in heat undoing your belt with a sigh watching how your cock springs out of your boxers standing up.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who needs to be dicked down a minimum of three times a week, whining letting you drag him away from the annual neighborhood bbq just to have you spreading his cheeks wide and fucking him, groaning and moaning in his ear snapping your hips having to hurry up and finish fast, not wanting your dad to walk upstairs and see his best friend bent over in his sons bed taking it.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who secretly watches you when you leave back for college, unable to live without you stalking you and watching from afar wanting you back in your hometown already sending you pervy little messages about how “empty he feels” attached with a picture of him stuffing two fingers inside himself at work or a video of him stroking his cock on the couch watching football all hard wishing he was cockwarming you instead.

Just imagining Yandere Dbf! Who drives you back and forth to college, or so he tells your father even though he actually has you sitting in the back of the cab pulled over somewhere off the side of the highway with your cock buried deep inside his walls, never fucking him just murmuring and rambling to him asking him “d-o you feel me John? I’m pulsing so hard inside you, I’m gonna come and I don’t even need to fuck you.”

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who tells your dad he has to go to the bathroom and grab a beer during football nights, actually sneaking off to your bedroom for you to fuck him feral like a bunny in heat gripping his shoulders snapping your hips pulling him back into your cock while you bite your bottom lip stuffing your moans cumming all inside him only to have him stand back up looking at you all love struck and smitten, smiling giving you a wet kiss murmuring how he loves you before pulling his jeans back up walking to the kitchen to grab a couple beers and walking back to your dad like nothing happened.

I’ve got such a problem…I blame Logan howlett cause this man isn’t leaving my mind he’s holding me clutched, just wanna shove my face into his hairy pecs and get wrecked by this man while he holds some cigar in his hand and huffs in my ears~!

Dom! Yan professor x himbo reader imagines~! ໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა

Just imagining your biology professor being a total hard ass, rude and unkind to every student he’s ever had and giving out the most excessive amounts of homework daily, as soon as he met you something sinister had awoken inside him. The way you’d smile at him all stupid wearing shorts that showed to much and jogging pants that let him see the side profile of your cock during the first day of meeting you had this man losing it.

Just imagining you staying back after your college classes, you being freshly twenty three and scraping by if not failing every class you took, only making it to college on a sports scholarship with you staring and blinking at your professor all class. Yandere professor, just imagining him watching you from the corner of his eye the whole class, his hands moving on auto pilot only able to think about you and how you blink dumbly at him while he teaches making him speak up “is something wrong Mr L/n?”

Just imagining you getting stuck after class in tutoring sessions all hours of the day because he claims “I’m just trying to help you achieve better [name]” he’d utter those words so sincerely it would keep you oblivious while he stares at your ass and your pecs, bitting his lips when you lean in your chair showing him the perfect peak of your body having this man insane having to excuse himself for a moment during your sessions while he goes and “fixes” the situation between his legs.

Just imagining Yandere professor who rubs up against you grabbing and touching your body all over at any chance he gets with close proximity, slowly over time building trust off of his age and status, him pushing mid forties and freshly divorced. Just imagining him bringing up chats about his golden retriever just to twist your oblivious trust into something else, making you feel special whilst he gives you all the attention you could ever dream of with the intent of getting you all to himself wanting to possess and keep you like a boy toy.

Just imagining Yandere professor who asks you for “favors” claiming he’d make sure you passed all your classes, that you’d never have to worry about losing your scholar ship. He’d have your face in his crotch with your mouth wide open engulfing his cock all flushed in the face with teary eyes holding his thighs. Oh how he almost felt sorry for those poor girls that drooled after you during your games….almost, but having your mouth stuffed full of cock asking “am I doin good E’nough f’you sherr” while you soured your words with spit making slurping sounds just trying to please a good grade out of him.

Just imagining Yandere professor who does random dorm checkups on you, making you stay over at his apartment the nights your frat bros throw parties, not standing for the thought of some sorority girl getting her manicured hands on you, you were His and he’d fuck you so good that you knew it. Two glasses of wine later sitting in his apartment with your hand gripping the counters in shambles “s-ir!” All you can repeat over and over is his name speaking it like a prayer to your messiah feeling a drunken man going at it fucking you so hard the sounds start buzzing together and the over head light in his kitchen blurs under your pupils.

Just imagining Yandere professor who had your legs spread wide open sitting leaned back on his desk eating your ass out like a starving man. Gripping your skin and kissing your pucker, practically making out with your rim and letting you ramble on cluelessly about your plays and strategies, whining about how “the coach is placing me as Qb this year!” While you grip the back of your professors head looking down at him just blinking and getting comfy when you see him having no intentions of letting you go since him being able to work your body and play with you however he liked was part of the “conditions”

Just imagining your grades going from a fifties and forties across the boards to becoming a straight A+ student having all of your friends asking how you managed to swindle that, having your fiends wanting to know your secret while one of them asks “all those time you’ve been ditching, you must be going off to secretly study huh!” Your closest buddy just laughs and nudges you during practice unable to tell him that you’ve been whoring yourself out to the most hated teacher on campus.

feminine-like m!reader with his seatmate at school that does not STOP staring at him, sometimes even puts his hand on m!reader's thigh, during a partner project they both get paired up and he invites m!reader over to his house, his parents arent home and they fuck :3 (breeding kink, creampie n praising maybe)

Seat-mate x feminine male reader ~! ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

WC:. 1.4k

Tags: breeding kink, feminization, female lingerie on men, porn no plot, praising, readers ass being referred to as “pussy” and “cunt” (both are of age!) consensual feminization, slight teasing reader <33

A/N I referred to him as seat mate just for the sake of simplicity but imagine him as whoever you please!~ ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

Ever since you were sat next to him during your last semester of senior year all he ever did was look you over, you could practically feel the bulge in his pants just throbbing when you’d look at him, the way his hand slid up under your mini skirt just playing with the ruffles while he works away on his test.

Those nicknames he’d give you, calling you “peaches” or “baby” even after you’d just roll your eyes and look the other way pretending you didn’t care.

You knew this was going to be nothing but a dumb mistake and yet you still said yes when he approached you with a seemingly innocent smile just asking “wanna be my partner pretty boy? Nobody else wants to be my partner”

something inside you knew it was a filthy lie, he was one of the most popular slackers you knew and he had a higher grade in the class than you. Buttering up that little ego of yours always worked though.

That’s how he managed to get you in this situation, panties pulled to the side laying in his parents bed with your white stockings ripped open enough for his cock to stretch your pretty little hole open.

“O’my ah~ there” your voice lazily purred out face in the pillows wearing a pair of pretty white laced panties fitting your s/c skin perfectly with a little pink bow right above the bulge of your cock “mm, such soft walls like a pretty little peach, baby”

he’d massage the globes of your ass through the ripped stockings watching how your ass gaped stretching for him perfectly.

Your hands holding onto the bedsheets letting your head droop like a feverish bunny feeling his cock head bullying your insides while he grips your skin and tugs at your body punctuating each thrust “prettiest pussy I’ve ever had angel, it’s stretchin S’much she’s being so sweet t’me honey”

his voice would heave in your ear kissing the bag of your neck sloppily while his hand reaches down and starts palming your cock through the panties leaving a wet spot right above the pink bow.

“I’can’t t’much I can’t any’mre” your lips pressed to a pout rolling your eyes back into your skull clenching weakly around his cock laying on your knees and chest with your shirt pushed up in the back showing off your arch, showing off your flesh, how your cheeks smushed upwards when his hips pressed to your ass making friction every time he thrusted forwards only pushing up the ruffles on your skirt even more.

“Don’t lie t’me baby, I know you can take it, that’s why you came here all dolled up ain’t it? You just needed a little care ‘s all baby” his voice cracked roughly biting and sucking at the sides of your neck bending your body with his holding you under him removing his hand off your bulge leaving your cock weeping between your thighs while his hand slips its way on top of your holding yours while he fucks forward.

Plap-plap-plap. The sounds flood the bedroom making it real of sex and your scent making you go weak in the knees bucking your ass backwards into his groin for him. “That’s a good boy, peach”

his other hand tearing open your stockings more not taking his mouth off the side of your neck once just letting his drool make its way down into the bed while his cock head touches and bruises up your insides leaving them all flushed and tender.

“Ah— deeper~ mh there” you whimper weakly against a pillow leaving drool marks from your chin while his hands slither and snake off of yours and down to your thighs holding one thigh open and using the other to hold your belly.

“You want me t’put a baby in there? D’ya want me to knock this little pussy up fer ya honey?” Your heart drops trying to nod weakly unable to speak.

“Good boys use their words don’t they darlin” he stated simply in your ear snapping his hips a little harder leaving your rum wide open and burning from being stretched for too long having your back arching as deep as you could shrieking into the pillows like a mouse

You find yourself trying to reach one of your shaky hands down to your crotch just wanting to give your lonesome manhood the attention it needs before the hand on your stomach grips your wrist bigger and firm stopping it from breaching the waistband of your panties.

“Nuh uh doll, you are gonna cum off of my cock, so keep those hands of yours gripping the sheets and lemme work Your body” his grunts mingling and mixing with yours feeling the sweat off your back against his chest when he moves against you making you feel the prominent vein on his cock rubbing your walls.

“Please just touch me-“ you try and beg, you choke on your words just needing to get off, feeling like you’ve been edged on for hours with your cock trembling inside your panties “shh, just relax into it, you’ve done so good peaches”

Your gummy like walls clamp and try to suck his cock further inside, milking him feeling your body go limp under his when his fat tip nails your prostate again having your ears ringing loud with tears welling up in your eyes ready to spill when he holds you close talking to you like a glass doll, fucking you like a whore having you ruined in his parents bed praying internally they never come home.

“I’m getting close angel, gonna stuff you up so full, you want that pretty boy? T’me what this cunt wants” he coos to you letting your shaky wrist go to tug at your hair making you lift your ruined face from the pillows nearly melted under him with your mascara runny having those delicious lips all plump pressed to a pout while your glitter gloss stains your chin.

“I— I wan’it inside, mh inside~!” You croak weakly feeling your balls all red spilling out of your panties ready to explode from the hot heat of pressure in your poor tummy, your toes curled up inside your stockings laying with your head thrown back feeling his lips pressed firmly to your pulse point aiming his hips upwards at an angle getting his cock to spread Your deepest parts.

“That’s it baby, there’s my sweet boy, moaning all pretty f’me” his lips trace up your jaw and to your own lips fighting his tongue down your throat letting his own lips smear the glitter gloss around on your face not caring as his hips start snapping forwards harder making your little skirt ride up your back fucking you like he needed it as bad as you did.

“I’m close-I’m so dam close” you hiccup out to him sniffling with your nose starting to run with your cheeks turning cherry red but you keep kissing him gasping in deep breaths between kisses feeling your body clench up and your shoulder blades push back whining out starting to cum on yourself.

Your cock head nudging the fabric of your panties pushing against the bow letting hot ropes spurt through the fabric making you crumble and shake from the pressure releasing but he doesn’t stop, his hands reaching down from your head letting your face fall back into the pillow while he grunts and kisses his way between your shoulders pushing up your blouse and holding a handful of your flat chest making sure to get your buds perky slipping up your matching white bralette.

“Pretty boy, with such pretty breasts” he’s bordering hysterics from having his cock buried inside you for so long, his hands pull at your nipples squeezing and massaging them under your shirt holding you in a delirious state of pleasure starting to reach his climax inside of you.

“Peaches, feel how it’s filling up your womb, gonna have you sho stuffed” he crumbles on top of you pushing the last bit of your orgasm out of you while his cock throbs right against your bundle of nerves pulsing hot with his cum shooting out thin and hot in translucent ropes filling you up holding you close groaning into the back of your blouse making your knees give leaving the hand under your bralette holding you up while you go limp already going soft from your release.

“That’s it, your hole is being nice and greedy t’day [name]” he mutters staying still in that position as though he was trying to get his cock to knock you up not caring his parents would be home in less than an hour, you couldn’t properly make a sentence but oh well, atleast he finally had you ruined like he’d been imagining for the past month.