Yandere Demon - Tumblr Posts
I take my yandere possessed vibrator idea back... yandere possessed dildo because imagining that fly at you when you try leaving the house for any reason is very amusing to me
It’s be even funnier if it was one of those thrusting ones 😭😭 IMAGINE TRYING TO SLEEP AND ITS THRUSTING INTO YOUR CHEEK
Imagine a ghost/ demon that’s obsessed with you but they cannot touch you, so they possess your sex toys.
You often find your vibrators and dildos thrusting and vibrating just a bit stronger than before. You’ve never had toe curling orgasms with them before but now it’s a common occurrence. Hell, even sitting on your washing machine gets the job done.
And you just can’t figure out why every inanimate object you’ve had a sexual encounter with is ten times stronger… until you try to go on a date and your dildo slaps you in the head.
Were you being haunted? Were you being haunted by a nymphomaniac?
"Say, Y/n. Who are your new friends?"
Secretary Darling, sandwiched between two massive demons in human form: O-oh, y'know....Just some pals I made at work.
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Secretary Darling: Did my skirt shrink in the wash? Why's this damn thing so tight- Ah!-
[Darling yelps as a tear splinters down the backside of his skirt. A snake demon nearby spits out water - spraying another coworker in the eye with their venomous spit.]
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Succubus #1: Oh, darling, you simply must allow me to do your nails. You have such gorgeous hands.
Succubus #2: May I style your hair?
Succubus #3: Can I kiss you on the lips?... I mean- Do your makeup?
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Secretary Darling: My feet are killing me.....Hm?
[Darling looks beneath their desk to find their hound demon coworker cramming themselves in the small space, supporting darling's legs on their back. Darling pets the demon as their tail wags]
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Boss: Your insolence will not be tolerating in this business. If I were a lesser demon I'd have your head. You miserable, pathetic, idiotic excuse for a-
[*Knock* *Knock*]
Secretary Darling: Boss? A new donut shop just opened up near my place and I was wondering if you'd like to try one. My apologies if you're busy- You told me I could visit you at any time so-
Boss, chucking the imp out the window: Perfect timing! I was able ready to die again of boredom! Don't be shy now, come on in!
Welcome home (Darkiplier x Reader) - PROLOGUE
The demon took your hands in his, lacing your fingers together. "You could save him.. You don't have much time though..So do make your choice quickly and don't test my patience. All you need to do is let me in by handing over that little book page before the sun rises. Or before Mark dies, your choice really."
You glanced at Mark, then back to the demon. Walking through the ring of salt, you picked up the page. "DON'T GIVE IT TO HIM, HE’S TRYING TO TRICK YOU!" Mark yelled through his agony, Dark rolled his eyes. The room suddenly violently glitched and Mark's pleas fell silent. You took one last shaky breath, walking back over to Dark and handing him the page.
Your hand faltered for a moment as he snatched it from you. The demon cackled loudly as lightning struck outside. "You have no idea what you've just gotten yourself into." Black mist snaked around your entire body while Amy looked on in terror, still grasping Mark's hands. Dark glanced at Mark's slowly dying form and rolled his eyes. "I'm not usually one for keeping my word..But I obviously need him alive. Here's the antidote." He said, tossing the antidote towards Amy's general direction.
Darks once tattered up black suit transformed into an elegant white one.
The mist around you disappeared and you were in gothic formal attire. The ballroom around you had drastically shifted, and there were thorns blocking every possible exit out of the mansion.
Dark snapped his fingers, freezing the couple in place. The demon was no longer a disembodied shadow or illusion, but a physical being who bore a striking resemblance to the man you thought you'd fallen for. “Life is full of tough choices, isn’t it?” Dark asked you mockingly, smoothing out the creases in his suit. You looked towards Mark again, His expression was trapped as pure terror.
Music started playing from an unseen location. Dark snapped his fingers, Mark started slow dancing with Amy to the music. "Don't waste any more of your time on these pitiful idiots who call themselves your best friends. They left you behind as soon as they got just a small taste of fame. You don't need that. You don't need them."
"Be mine and I could- No. WILL give you anything. More than either of them ever man.." He then got down on one knee, pulling something out from the pockets of his suit. "Marry me." Dark asked demanded.