What About Yandere Prince Over His Favorite Knight? Male Reader Ofc :)

What about yandere prince over his favorite knight? Male reader ofc :)

I am done I deserve mac n cheese and almonds

Hope this was okay.

Yandere Prince x male reader

tw: yandere themes and being held against will

You were assigned to prince Charlie since you were little, so naturally you were very protective of him.

You two shared a very special bond of course, two best friends since childhood.

But for prince Charlie, it was oh, so much more. At first he didn’t understand it, you were there more often than not.

He remembers how often you clinged to him when you two were younger. You were supposed to be the one protecting him, he didn’t mind that.

As you two grew older, you got braver and stronger. You even spend less time with him. He noticed something was wrong with him.

An unknown feeling blossomed in his chest.

And you made it so much stronger.

It’s not really like you did anything special, you just,

existed.

He started to appreciate your existence more. How when you smiled your cheeks were dusted by pinkish colour and your eyes twinkled with such a happy flame.

How you wielded your sword and how brave you were.

He watched you, heart longing for you. For your little touches, your laughs.

Oh how he wishes you two were kids again, he would protect you from danger and you would cling to him and never let go.

You were so far away but at the same time so close. After a while, just watching wasn’t enough, he needed you back and he would do everything to make it happen.

You noticed a slight change in your environment.

It started small, maids, servants and other knights started to ignore you. They shook when they saw you and ran away.

You weren’t a violent person, so you didn’t understand what was wrong.

It hurt slightly, but you can’t just go around crying. You were a royal knight after all.

Then Prince Charlie requested you must be near him at all times, you expected that since you were his personal knight,

no more strolls through the castle and gardens. No more training. You can’t leave him, not even to eat or sleep.

You feared the last one. You feared you might grow weak, but you can’t let your prince that so you stayed silent.

You didn’t dare to eat, drink or sleep in his presence, much to his dismay. You thought it was disrespectful to even do these things in his presence, EVEN if you two knew each other all your lives.

After some time your body could in fact, not take it anymore so you fainted.

You woke up not long after, laying on the comfiest bed you had ever felt. Stripped from your armour and chained to the bed. Your first thought was that someone broke in and hurt your prince, naturally, you began to struggle. Your body was weak due to the lack of food or sleep.

You didn’t notice your Prince walking cheerfully through the door.

“Oh you are up, how wonderful”

He chirped happily. Your tired eyes followed his figure.

“Your.. highness? What is the meaning of this?”

You asked, voice raspy. Swallowing hurt so much.

“Oh you had fainted my dear knight”

he hummed as he placed something on the table. You tried to move your arms, you felt weak. Chains only rattled quietly because of your movement, it caught Charlies attention.

“Don’t you dare to move y/n”

“Just, just take me to the doctor I will be fine in few days and-“

His pale face turned cherry red in anger.

“No! You are only allowed to see me, only me! I AM taking care of you now!”

His voice boomed loudly in your ears. You winced.

He turned away from you, trying to calm down, then took something from the table, a plate. Charlie walked to the bed, and placed the plate on a nightstand, so he could uncuff your hands.

Your body felt weak, you let him sit you up.

“Now, let me feed you yeah? You must be oh so hungry, and then we can spend some time together.”

he smiled, you were too weak to argue so he took your silence as an agreement. You prayed silently that this was just a dream.

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Thanks for requesting, hope this is okay! gn!reader x poly!marauders, kinda modern!au

cw: kinda d/s dynamics, boys order reader around a bit. if it's not your cup of tea feel free to skip!

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You were attacked with affection the minute you had stepped foot in the house, but you weren’t complaining. It was like James had appeared from thin air to help you shuck your coat off and hang it up for you. 

“Christ, babe. It didn’t know how freezing it was out there. You’ve got like, bits of ice on you.” He fussed, scrutinizing your shaking body and wind-pinched face. 

“It wasn’t that bad, the walk was pretty.” You thought that would be reassuring, but James just looked more aghast. 

“You walked the whole way here?”

“I mean, yeah. I didn’t have money for the bus.” You admitted shamefully. It seemed like Sirius had appeared in the room to give you a (loving) talking to as well. 

“Then in that case, you call one of us, yeah?” He grabbed your face gently, turning you away from James to look at him. He had his whole intimidation thing going on that made you want to melt into the floor. “You don’t get to put yourself in danger walking in this.” He gave your chin an affectionate squeeze before dropping his hand from your face, you let your gaze fall to the floor.

“I will,” You muttered, barely intelligible. This time it was James who tilted your face up. 

“Speak up baby, and look Pads in the eye when you talk to him.” He was gentle but still assertive. You quickly corrected. 

“I will call you next time.” Still mousy, but at a discernible volume, and now you could see when Sirius’ usual grin overtook his concerned features. He pulled you into him, giving you a tight squeeze. 

“You’re okay, babydoll. You’re not in trouble.” He kissed your neck, making it hard for you to breathe. 

“Who’s not in trouble?” You heard Remus’ even tone from the kitchen. You tugged the two men next to you over to where Remus was. He was sitting at the counter, doing some work on his laptop.

“Well it seems like Y/N was determined to give us the fright of our life this afternoon.” James joked (rather dramatically in your opinion), but it’s all good now. 

“They will be requiring some hot chocolate, though.” Sirius pinched at your nose, making an awful cooing sound. “Baby, your face is still all cold.” 

Remus stood up to rummage through the box of hot drink mixes. “Pads love, could you run upstairs and grab the sweater off the end of the bed?” his voice turned more serious as he looked at you. “It doesn’t surprise me that you’re still cold, that shirt likely isn’t doing much to keep you warm.” 

“Actually,” You spoke up, ignoring his comment. “Could I have some coffee instead?” James scoffed and Remus rolled his eyes. 

“It’s half past five, baby dove. You’ll be up all night if you have caffeine right now.” Remus clearly wasn’t in the mood to be argued with, but you pressed in.

“I’ll be fine! Besides, my head hurts and I need to get some work done.” 

“Yeah, well, get that idea out of your head.” James shook your shoulders affectionately. “You’ve been burning the candle at both ends lately, you need a rest.” 

“Who needs a rest?” Sirius trotted over to you, manhandling you to get Remus’ sweater over your head. 

“Y/N,” James tattled. “They think they’re getting coffee at this hour.” He laughed like you were being obviously ridiculous. “They also have a headache and didn’t tell us.” You must’ve looked absolutely appalled and quickly floundered to control the damages. 

“I didn’t think it was important! It’s not bad anyway.” 

“Well, let’s try to keep it from getting bad.” Remus handed you a steaming cup of hot cocoa, along with a packet of biscuits. “Here, eat these so you can take some pain pills.” He glanced over to James, making the bespectacled boy rummage through the medicine box while Sirius set on getting a glass of water for you. 

“I don’t need any medicine, it will go away on its own.” You pleaded, covering your mouth full of biscoff and feeling flustered from all the attention. Sirius clearly disagreed, because the comment earned you a hard pinch on your bum. 

“Do what Moons said” He punctuated the order with a kiss to your forehead, letting you know he wasn’t really upset with you. Sirius may play stern, but he was really just silly and enjoyed ordering you around a bit, knowing that it made you heated and blushy. 

You set down your hot drink and half-eaten snack to take the pills and water, swallowing your pills and finishing the whole glass before you handed it back. 

“There you go,” James cooed, pulling you into his side. “That’s a good girl” 

You groaned, earning a dark chuckle from Remus.

"Poor baby," He teased, clearly not feeling very sorry for you.

It was going to be a trying night.

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Day 1: Yandere bookworm

Day 2: Yandere victim

Day 3: Yandere soldier

Day 4: Yandere damsel

Day 5: Yandere shy friend

Day 6: Yandere childhood friend

Day 7: Yandere vampire

Day 8: Yandere popstar

Day 9: Yandere puppyboy

Day 10: Yandere desperate friend

Day 11: Yandere lover

Day 12: Yandere gojo

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Sub! Yandere! Scaramouche x Fem! Reader

TW: Yandere themes, Mommy kink, Breast sucking, cum eating

It's your breasts that draw him in first. His eyes can't seem to stay away from your cleavage, hence why he makes you wear everything low cut. He knows you don't produce milk, it's preposterous to even think so, seeing as you've never been with child. Yet he constantly feels the urge to squeeze them, to suck them between his lips and lay there with that soft bud in his mouth, falling asleep on your chest.

It takes a while and a little bribing before you agree to let him do so without fighting. He'll allow you to take a trip to Mondstadt for the windbloom festival, with only two guards and without him. You don't even ponder the trade for a moment before you're untying the obi to your kimono and spreading the fabric apart. It's barely a freedom, but it's better than being with him.

Scaramouche pants at the sight of your chest, your nipples pebbling from the air hitting them. It takes less than a second before he's sitting in your lap, face nestled into the warmth of your tits, suckling at your nipple. He hums. You didn't expect him to hum while doing this, but he does. Little noises of pleasure and content falling from his lips as his drool slides down the curve of your breast.

He pulls away from the bud with a pop, eyes half lidded and heavy. His cheeks are flushed, mouth agape, lips plump and moist. He opens it to say something, but catches your nipple in his lips again, starting his rhythmic sucking once once.

It's a thought that you'd never imagined would occur to you, but in this moment Scaramouche, the Fatui harbinger and man who kidnapped you from your home, was actually cute. He'd long since wrapped his arms around your waist, squeezing you to keep you from moving as he began to rut his hips messily against you. Still on his hakama shorts, his hard cock found purchase on your stomach as he fell into a tempo.

Those lazy eyes would look up at you and you'd feel your heart actually skip a beat. It was a notion that made you sick to your stomach to think about. But that didn't stop you from reaching a hand up to pet his head, your fingers tangling in those indigo locks. He flinched, then sank into this touch, practically nuzzling his head against your hand at the same time.

“Thank you…mommy,” he'll mumble with that nipple still in his saliva filled mouth, his tongue lapping at it.

You tense. Then you think. Then you don't care. It's what he wants and you do have to uphold your end of the deal. So you keep petting him, even sliding your other hand down to grip his still clothed cock. His hips move from that slow sensual pace into a quicker thrusts, panting and whining against your tits.

“Mommy!” He whimpered, “feels so good! Thank you…ah! Hah~...hnng.”

In the year you'd been Scaramouche's victim, you'd never heard him moan like this. Never seen his eyes so big and glossy. You'd never felt his need to cum so desperately before. Nimble fingers would squeeze your waist, lips still latched on to your bud for dear life.

His hips would falter for a second, a moan muffled by the flesh of your chest. His eyes rolled back into his skull as he shook through the orgasm. You could feel his cock twitching in your hand, sputtering so much cum that it'd begun to dribble through the fabric and into your palm.

As a test of how far you could truly go, you brought that palm up to his lips. He eyed it for just a moment, then licked it clean, “Did…did I do good, mommy?” He'd stutter in a voice so sweet that you didn't believe it to be his.

“You did perfect, baby,” you found yourself answering, guiding his lips back to your breast where he latched back onto your drool covered bud. You saw his eyelids grow heavier, his blinks getting slower, until those lashes shut for good and he fell asleep on your chest, mouth still suckling at your breast even as he dreamt.

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— surrender to greed

dom! onceler (greedler) x sub! male! reader smut

the opulent penthouse suite, belonging to the wealthy and cunning onceler, exuded an air of luxury and excess. the room was adorned with fine art, plush furnishings, and a grand view of the city below. onceler himself lounged on a lavish sofa, a glass of expensive whiskey in hand, as he waited for his boyfriend—you—to join him.

the door swung open, and there you stood, a smile playing on your lips as you took in the extravagant setting. onceler's eyes lit up at the sight of you, his voice dripping with a mixture of affection and playfulness.

"ah, there you are, my prized possession," he teased, setting his glass down and standing up to greet you. "you're late, as always. come here"

your heart skipped a beat as you stepped forward, drawn to onceler's commanding presence.

as you stood before him, onceler's hand reached out, fingers gently grazing your cheek before firmly gripping your chin, tilting your head upward. his eyes bore into yours, filled with a potent mix of desire and possession.

"you belong to me, don't you?" he murmured, his voice sending shivers down your spine. "say it."

your voice came out as a breathless whisper, laced with submission. "i belong to you, onceler."

a satisfied smile tugged at his lips, and he released your chin, his hand sliding down your neck and over your shoulder in a possessive caress. "good," he rumbled, his voice low and velvety. "remember, y/n, tonight is about surrendering yourself completely to me."

you nodded, your body trembling with anticipation, as he guided you to a nearby plush velvet chaise longue. onceler positioned you with meticulous care, ensuring your comfort. his fingers trailed along your jawline, tracing a path down your neck, igniting a trail of sensations along your skin.

you moaned softly as his fingers continued to explore your body, gliding over your shoulders and down your arms, eliciting shivers as he brushed past your skin. your body felt on fire under his touch, and your head began to spin as the room around you seemed to melt away. there was nothing but you and onceler, your bodies yearning to be one.

onceler watched your reaction carefully, drinking in every little detail with avid interest, as if trying to memorize each sensation. he knelt down behind you, leaning close as he ran his hands through your hair, tugging lightly on the strands, before moving them to rest against your bare back. his fingers traced their way down your spine, lingering just above your tail, eliciting another soft moan from you.

onceler leaned closer still, letting his lips brush against your ear as he spoke.

"do you want this?" he whispered huskily, his voice almost a purr. "do you want to give yourself to me? to let me fuck you like the filthy little slut you are?"

your breath hitched as he asked that question, making you shudder beneath his touch. you couldn't bear to lie to him, not when you were so aroused by the thought.

"yes," you breathed, closing your eyes and pressing your face into the cushion of the chaise longue as you felt the first stirrings of your orgasm begin to course through your body. "please... please..."

onceler didn't hesitate, pushing you down onto the chaise longue, his hands moving to grip your hips, spreading your legs wide, exposing your core to him. you gasped at the roughness of his touch, feeling the cool chill of the marble floor on your heated flesh. onceler's lips found your ear again, his words a sensual promise.

"do you feel how much i want you? do you see what you do to me?" he growled, his hot breath tickling your ear. "how hard it makes me?"

onceler pressed his mouth against your neck, kissing and nipping at your skin, causing you to let out a low groan, your body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through you. your back arched off the chaise longue, your toes curling in response to the exquisite pain.

onceler chuckled, his fingers tightening their grip on your hips.

"just imagine what else i can make you feel," he murmured, his lips trailing down your neck, brushing over your collarbone before finding the button of your pants. his fingers slid inside your briefs, stroking over your cock, eliciting a loud moan from you as he gave you a few quick strokes. "what else i could make you feel, y/n?"

you whimpered, arching your back further, moaning as onceler's fingers began to work your cock. you bit your lip, your moans growing louder with every stroke, the pleasurable tingle of his touch driving you mad with lust.

"fuck!" you cried out, your body beginning to spasm. "oh, fuck! oh, fuck!"

onceler grinned wickedly, watching you writhe under his touch.

"that's right, y/n," he cooed, his voice growing deeper as he moved his hands to cup your ass, pulling you tight against him. "let me hear those beautiful sounds come out of you."

his warm breath washed over your neck as he whispered the words, sending a rush of heat spiraling through you. your climax struck then, wracking you, your body buckling as the waves of pleasure crashed over you. onceler moaned as well, his fingers suddenly jerking off your cock, milking it dry. you moaned, your head spinning, your body still quaking from the intense release.

"good boy," onceler murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. "now turn around for me"

you obeyed immediately, turning around, biting your lip as you looked over your shoulder at him, his eyes darkening with hunger. onceler wasted no time, grabbing you roughly by the waist and thrusting into you, burying himself deep inside you, eliciting a low moan from you.

onceler held onto your hips tightly, his movements slow and steady, teasing and tormenting you as he fucked you. you groaned and moaned, the ache between your thighs intensifying as onceler pounded into you, his cock throbbing against your prostate. your mind began to fog as you felt the familiar build of orgasm once more, threatening to consume you.

"please, need to cum," you begged, your voice strained. "can't take it-"

onceler silenced you with a harsh kiss, his tongue plunging into your mouth and wrestling with yours. you felt dizzy, your head swimming as your climax rose within you once again. the pressure built, and you cried out as onceler began to plunge harder and faster, his thrusts becoming deeper and rougher, his fingers digging into your hips.

"fuuuck!" you cried out, the orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave, your body seizing as you felt your cock throb and pulse with your release. onceler roared, his own release spilling into you in powerful spurts, his cock pulsating inside you. he kept thrusting, prolonging the moment, until finally, his body went limp, his cock twitching inside you.

onceler collapsed on top of you, his weight on your body making it difficult to breathe. you wrapped your arms around him as best you could, clinging to him, relishing the soft warmth of his body against yours.

onceler nuzzled your neck, whispering sweet words of love in your ear, melting your heart and leaving you weak with happiness.

"i love you, y/n," he said. "i'll never stop loving you."

you smiled, laying your head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

"me neither," you mumbled, squeezing him tight.