Kafka X Reader - Tumblr Posts - Page 2
oh, how i love you (yandere! stellaron hunters)
cw: all characters separate, spoilers for penacony quest, violence, yandere, stalking, obsession
currently listening to -> shut up, we don’t care - syris
KAFKA •
her love is something violent and horrific hidden behind a pretty mask. she knows she’s a beautiful woman, but she’s already got such a large bounty over her head that it barely matters to her anymore. what’s just one more kill to bring you closer to her? she’s a traditional type of yandere, obsessing over even the smallest detail related to you, memorizing everything from the exact tone of your hair and skin to every single reaction you’ve had to everything she’s ever said or done. everything you like or dislike, she has it memorized. she’d send gifts to your location, though deranged in nature. she’d send you severed and bloody, half rotted limbs torn from her victims with hearts carved in them and your initials together. she knows she’s dangerous, as if the multiple guns and katana she keeps on her person at all times wasn’t enough of an indicator of that. anyone she wants erased from the equation will be gone in an instant, and she would only hesitate for a second to betray her comrades for your sake.
BLADE •
oh, bladie. oh dear, sweet, bladie. how can someone possibly be even more violent than kafka? well, blade doesn’t even try to hide it. he relishes the fact that you’re scared of him, half the time he smiles at all is the deranged giggle he lets out as blood splatters all over his body and clothes. it would clot in his long hair, and he wouldn’t even bother to wash it out until it begins to rot. he doesn’t want to gross you out, just to remind you that you belong to HIM. someone talks to you for even just a little too long, they’ll be gone before the end of the day. he doesn’t enjoy killing in front of you, he doesn’t want his poor baby to see how violent he can get, but he at the very least implies such violent acts of love and passion to you with the blood on him. he’s a stoic man, but he still manages to smile every time he ends another life out of passion for you. he can’t die, so it’s not like it matters if you try to fight back. he will always be back, and you just can’t run from him.
SILVER WOLF •
she chooses the stalker, parasocial route. seeing as she’s a hacker who just views life as a game, this is no different. how much of your affection can she win? how long until you block one of her accounts, and how long until she just begins to stalk you from another one instead? everything from your social media accounts to your damn search history, she has access to it all, so don’t try posting for help because she’ll just delete it. you don’t know how she does it, every time you deactivate an account and make a new one to make it harder for her to find you, she always does. she’s saved all the pictures you post, hell, she’s even made alternate personas just to talk to you sometimes. it’s creepy. she gave up the act of pretending she didn’t always want to see you on her timeline pretty quickly when she realized her obsession with you.
FIREFLY •
to die three deaths is nothing compared to seeing you with someone who isn’t her. never again would she allow herself to be far from you, always only feet behind you in crowds even if you didn’t see her. if someone dares even look at you the wrong way, they can say goodbye to their life in a matter of seconds. such a sweet and innocent girl, never failing to keep her darling close no matter the consequence. don’t you understand, it’s only because she adores you with all she has. her fellow stellaron hunters will simply excuse her actions, chalking it up to a show of affection. once she has you in her arms, she is NEVER letting go. even if she has to be forceful with it, anything for you. absolutely anything. she would never reveal her true identity as a mech-girl to you, because that would only complicate things. as far as you know, your girlfriend is the only one around anymore because all your loved ones seem to just disappear after you talk to them.
Wine Tasting
[Dom!fem!reader x Sub(?)Kafka]
[NSFW warning!]
“My.. What a view.. So pretty even when you’re under me.” Kafka coos; she pulls off her iconic, and beautiful smirk as she drinks her expensive wine and makes a small ‘mm..’ sound at the taste, and in pleasure. Your head was in between her plush, and well built thighs. You left dark bruises and red marks at every inch of her inner thighs as you licked long stripes at her folds, tasting her sweet essence better than any expensive drink that you’ve drank thanks to her. “Mmf.. tastes s’good..” your voice comes out muffled, low vibrations from your voice pleasure her clit and lets out a soft moan. but she seemed to understand anyway. Her hands travel down your velvety locks and caresses your hair, her mischievous but tender looking eyes look at your perfect face that she just can't help but fall in love over, and over again. “Please Kaf.. wanna.. taste you..” you whine, finding it hard to not immediately give in into her. But you know she wouldn't like that. You are her good girl anyway. You can take it. You always do. “Patience, darling.. Surely you can wait a little longer, right?'' she grins, taking some strands of your hair and curling it around her finger. Patience. Oh how you hated it especially since you're in front of such divine beauty. All you want to do is dig your head deeper into her sopping wet cunt and make her cum until she finally feels fear. But then you won't be her good girl anymore, she will overstimulate you. She will fill you up with so much of her strap that your folds will be molded into the shape of the magenta colored faux toy. Insides painted in your own cum and slick as she thrusts deep into your cervix moaning nothing but her name and only her name and feeling her in you until all your holes have been stuffed. Your tears and incoherent whines and moans will be nothing but to her amusement, as a little appetizer to her wine per se. “You are taking it so well.. You don't really make it this long.. Mh.. well it doesn't matter, it won't be long until i have to go back to the crew,” she hums disappointedly at the lack of time with you. ”well.. It's only natural that i reward you for staying still like a good little dolly.” she grins seductively, swirling the darkish red liquid in her fancy glass. you don't hesitate one bit once you hear her hypnotic words and her consent to proceed. You immediately latch your tongue onto her clit perfectly as she gasps at the sudden motion, almost dropping her glass as she puts it down and gripping the chairs arm rest in extreme satisfaction. “Hhn..! aahn… yes.. Just like that doll..” kafka groans lightly. You spread her legs wider and her legs begin to tremble, her hand that was in your hair now getting tighter by the second you go faster. Your chin dripping of her own slick and cum mixed with your own saliva. Moans leave your mouth as your tongue tastes more of her heavenly essence. “Keep going..” she grunts and moans, pants and breathy moans echoing around the room, deliciously pleasing into your ears like an angels song. “Almost.. There..!” she grips a large handful of your hair and pulls it, bringing you closer to her pulsating folds in complete ecstasy as she lets out a loud moan enough so the crew can hear how much of a good wife you are to her. You ride her through her orgasm as she pants, but you dive in again and she jolts at the overstimulation. “wan’ my fill too…” you expressed with a lustful gaze. looking up to her and licking your lips that are happily coated in kafka’s cum. “Oh.. fuck it.. I'm sure Wolfie won't mind me being absent for a while.. i won't stop you.”