Warnings: +18 content, possessiveness, manipulation, obsession, yandere tendencies in some, unhealthy relationships, dark content, canon-typical violence, all characters in this work are portrayed as 18 or older.
Characters: Michael Myers, Chucky, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Patrick Bateman, Hannibal Lecter, Vincent Sinclair, Jason Voorhees, Leatherface, Art The Clown, Jason Dean, Alex DeLarge, Kurt Kunkle, Brahms.
Michael Myers
7/10
He's not really that protective. Too wrapped up in his own business. However, if someone thinks hurting you is a good idea, they're very wrong. He doesn't like his toys to have other people's marks on them, so he'll defend you. He won't let anyone hurt you physically. However, he'll be a zero with emotional damage; if someone bothers you like that, you'll have to specifically ask him to do something against that person. He will do it if you ask him to, but he'll prioritize his own victims.
Chucky (Human Version)
5/10
Much more protective than his doll version. At this stage, Charles was much more impulsive, so if someone hurts you in the slightest, that person will get into quite a bit of trouble. If you complain about someone and they're not really a threat to you, he'll just belittle your concerns, but at least he'll accompany you to pay that person a visit, but his goal is entirely selfish. He doesn't do it for you; he does it because he wants to see you in action.
Billy Loomis
9/10
Extremely protective. He's all over you; he doesn't want anyone to ever hurt you. He'll do whatever it takes to make sure no one ever bothers you again. He keeps people away from you who could be a potential threat and keeps you away from people he doesn't like. He doesn't get all the points, as there will be a couple of times he won't defend you because he's mad at you and wants to show you that you're absolutely helpless without him. He'll let you suffer for a moment and come to your rescue. Your eyes of gratitude are priceless…
Stu Macher
7/10
Listen, he could do better. But he'll be pretty careless. He'll protect you if you're in danger, but if it's less serious situations, he'll overlook it, especially if it's at a party. However, if there's something that's stuck in his mind, he'll get rid of it as soon as possible and won't say anything to you. If you dare to ask him questions, he'll make you feel like you're a fool and change the subject. You learn not to ask him anything. If you specifically ask him to get rid of someone for you, he'll do it; you don't even have to explain why. But he'll expect more from you in return.
Patrick Bateman
10/10
Listen, he is, but for selfish purposes. First, you have to be valuable to him. Make him understand that you genuinely like him and can be the person he wants (you don't even have to be; you just have to follow his demands). Then, he'll protect you and show you that he's that man who can take care of you all the time, to the point that you can leave everything in his hands. If you let your guard down and give him his role as protector and provider, he'll be protective and take care of you. However, depending on him so much can't be all good.
Hannibal Lecter
6/10
He's protective about the typical topics. If someone wants to hurt you, he's there. If someone wants to hurt you in any way and in any field, he's there. However, he's not when he feels he can take advantage of your reaction. If someone does something bad to you and he feels that it will bring out your bad and dark side, he'll let it happen. He wants to see both sides of you, both the good and the bad. If you're not a person who shows both sides, he'll bring out the one that suits him. He'll play with your mind, make you dependent on him.
Vincent Sinclair
7/10
Pretty good, actually. New outsiders will arrive, and he'll get rid of anyone who plans to play with you in any way. He's quite protective of you and doesn't want to see you with any scratches. However, he'll do little to nothing if it's his brother. It's not that Bo wants to do something to you constantly, but if he's disobeyed, he likes to punish so that people continue to go down the right path. I don't think Vincent would defend you from something like that; the most he'll do is try to comfort you afterwards.
Jason Voorhees
10/10
They don't play with him, and they don't play with you. It's that simple. Everything is a threat to you, so he tries hard to keep you away from everyone. Literally everyone. His level of protection goes beyond obsession and possessiveness. It's absolutely not healthy what he does, but at least you can enjoy total peace of mind. No one bothers you, because there are no people who can do that. And if there are, they don't last long. Of course, you shouldn't talk about anyone and much less go to places that don't have his approval.
Leatherface
7/10
It's the same dynamic as with Vincent. He'll protect you if it's someone outside. He'll go crazy if they hurt you. If someone insults you, he'll get revenge. He won't let anyone get away with you in any way. But if it's his family, it'll be too hard for him, and even if he wanted to intervene, he won't. Your duty is to get along with his family and not bother them. If they start attacking you, he will not be able to defend you, as they will always be more important than anyone else. He will feel quite frustrated if they do not accept you.
Art the Clown
4/10
He's not protective at all. But he will kill them all. Yes, all of them. So probably among those victims there are people who hurt you, who you don't like, and who made you feel bad. But make no mistake, he's not doing it for you. He's doing it for himself and for his satisfaction. If you're in danger, he will kill the person who is hurting you, but I insist that it's not out of a protective instinct. He does it because he likes to see the suffering of others. If Vicky from the third movie insults you, he will laugh with her. But if he's not in the mood, he will look at her with annoyance. It all depends on his mood. Now, she can't hurt you. No. That's only allowed for him.
Jason Dean
10/10
Yes. It doesn't matter if they're together or not. He won't put you in danger, and all those who hurt you will suffer the consequences. The slightest taunt from a person could be fatal. Seriously, this guy is a real danger. You could tell him you're tired of someone, and you'll both be making a plan to get back at that person, and he'll go all the way with it. He'll expect you to be happy and content afterwards, to share his mood basically. If you're not, he won't do anything, but he'll be disappointed. And he'll show it.
Alex DeLarge
10/10
He is. But let me explain. He'll do this to make you dependent on him and see him as your only salvation. He'll be extremely manipulative, but it will still get you into his trap. You could literally be untouchable. He won't let other men hurt you or let his filthy hands touch what's his. He'll get revenge on anyone who thinks entering your home is a good idea. If a person bothers you in any way, no matter how small, he'll let them know what it means to mess with you. But make no mistake, Alex is controlling, and he'll expect you to obey him. In everything.
Kurt Kunkle
8/10
Pretty good actually. He got tired of no one seeing him, so he started freaking out. If someone disrespects you, he'll think they're disrespecting him, and he'll attack. If a person thinks touching you is okay, then Kurt will think it's a dig specifically at him. He'll think he's being told he's weak, insignificant, and invisible, and he'll start losing control. After that thing, he'll berate you a bit and blame you for stupid things. Praising him might work.
Brahms
10/10
Protective, obsessive, possessive. He literally has it all. He doesn't let you leave his house. He doesn't want anyone to take you away from him or hurt you. He's very strong, so if someone comes in, they'll never get out. You feel protected with him because really no one but him can hurt you. However, at the same time, it might get tiring how much insane protection he puts on you. He will see threats everywhere, until there comes a time when you don't talk to anyone close to you. You only have him.
Synopsis: A sudden overnight Earth takeover by aliens which was supposed to be hostile, turns steamy as an alien barges into unsuspecting reader’s house and realizes, for the first time in its life, it doesn’t want to kill.
P.S.: the alien is inspired by the alien franchise but is not the exact same, so don’t come at me
I was asleep, cradled by the silence of the forest and the gentle rhythm of the night. In my tiny house on the outskirts of the city, every creak and whisper of wind had been a lullaby.
The wind catcher’s metal dangling against itself creating a beautiful soothing melody. The cricket out on the porch, making an occasional chirp - just to state its presence.
That was the beauty of living a solitary life far from the bustling noise of highways, bustling streets with constant car horns, buildings stuck to each other and cages labeled as apartments.
That’s until it all shattered. A colossal explosion ripped through the darkness, jolting me awake. My heart pounding as I sat up in bed, the memory of peaceful dreams dissolving into a haze of confusion.
Through the heavy duvet, I shuffled to the window right against my bed, drawn by the urgent call of the unknown.
Outside, the sky was no longer the familiar velvety black with white twinkling stars but had morphed into an eerie orange ombre — a burning canvas stretching toward the city. The glow of rampant fires tinted the horizon with a foreboding intensity I'd never witnessed before.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Even the cricket out on the porch went quiet.
How could the whole city just go up in flames in a couple of hours? It made no sense.
I blinked a couple of times, trying to take in the jarring reality of this moment that’s about to change the future forever.
With trembling hands, I fumbled for the remote on my nightstand and switched on the television.
The screen flickered to life, displaying only a stark warning: our city had been attacked by unknown entities not of human origin. The message repeated in an urgent, looping cadence, urging citizens to seek shelter and maintain silence. My mind reeled as I tried to process the words, each syllable etching a deeper sense of dread into my bones.
Before I could gather my thoughts, another explosion rattled the night, plunging the room into darkness as the electricity died.
I looked out the window again - it was so quiet. Eerily so.
Just as I was about to peek my head further out, a sudden shock wave hit me. My whole body fell backwards, forcing my head to hang off the bed, and my vision to become all fuzzy.
My feeble arms pushed forward, latching onto the mattress and gently pulling myself up. My ears were still softly ringing while my vision reeled at the shadows of the devastated city on the horizon.
My survival instincts kicked in and my mind begged my body to run - to flee.
But where would I go? An attack at such a scale, I’d bet this isn’t the only city being demolished right now. Who’s to say I would even find a safe spot.
So I sat there, on my bed, starring at the ruins of a once thriving, tall city in silence.
In that suffocating silence, a new sound emerged-heavy footsteps.
I swear my heart stopped. I immediately closed my window gently. And just as I turned around and was about to go lock my door - a loud sound made me freeze in place.
It was a very distinct guttural clicking followed by scratching right out by the porch. I swear it was almost as if.. as if it was climbing my walls.
My heart beat like crazy. Out of all my theories - I never would have imagined I’d die a prey for aliens.
A loud thump echoed throughout my house and footsteps followed - they were measured and relentless, accompanied by snarls echoing from the rooftop.
Then — silence. It was as if, maybe, it had moved on.
I released a sigh of relief — too soon.
I heard the heavy footsteps again - this time it was from inside. I froze, the weight of terror pinning me in place, my eyes wide as I listened to the unknown being draw closer.
I knew, in that moment, that nothing would ever be the same.
I sat there, frozen, as unsettling sounds drift from outside my room’s walls. I can't see what's happening beyond the wall that separates my room from the rest of the house, but I can hear it—a slow, deliberate scraping against the floor, the floorboards creaking under its weight and a series of low, measured breaths that seem to seep through the hall.
Whatever it was, it was huge and by the sound of its heavy footsteps — it was on a hunt. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a frantic reminder of the terror welling up inside me.
Every sound intensified my dread. I pull the duvet over myself and press it tighter against my chest, as if I could shield myself from the creeping horror echoing in the silent corridor.
Step by agonizing step, the sound grew nearer. My breath coming in short, ragged bursts, my mind struggling to reconcile the surreal terror with the reality of the situation. Each creak of the floor under its weight reverberates in the room, a harbinger of the inevitability of its approach - it’s outside my room.
I listen as the sounds lead to a moment of dreadful inevitability — the distinct groan of hinges as my bedroom door begins to open. The slow, creaking protest of the door seems to draw out every second, each creak intensifying the weight of the unknown.
My heart feels as though it might burst from my chest, and I am utterly paralyzed, caught between the desperate hope that this is only a nightmare and the chilling realization that I am not alone in this unfolding horror.
As the door slowly swung open, a cold dread rippled through me. In that instant, the alien creature stepped into my room.
The moonlight streamed through my window, casting its silver glow upon the creature's form. Its black skin shimmered with a mosaic of iridescent hues— an unexpectedly beautiful color of skin that shimmered across the room against the soft moonlight with every slight movement.
Every line of its elongated, sinewy frame is defined in the pale light, revealing grotesque yet mesmerizing features that defy human comprehension. The moonlight continued to unveil its otherworldly features: green eyes that glint with a strange mixture of ferocity and fascination, and a mouth that curves in an expression I can't decipher—a silent query, perhaps, about this unexpected situation between us.
The creature's stance is wild and alert, every muscle coiled as if expecting an imminent attack. It growls strongly when it spots me and I scream — a raw, piercing sound of pure terror as I instinctively throw the covers over myself. Tucking it beneath my body as I lay down.
My heart hammers uncontrollably, and I can feel my breaths coming in shallow, panicked bursts. In that moment, I am utterly exposed and vulnerable. As if the duvet could save my life, I cling onto it desperately.
Then something unexpected happens. As it surveys the room, the alien pauses; its heavy, measured breathing fills the silence.
I sense a subtle shift in its demeanor — a flicker of curiosity replacing predatory aggression as it starts tossing and turning things around my room. I pull down the duvet just enough so I could look at it as it shuffles around my dead tv.
Then, as if it could feel my stare, it whips its body around toward me.
It slowly starts approaching the end of my bed with an intense stare, piercing my soul. I can hear it inhale sharply, drawn in by pheromones I never knew I possessed. It seemed as though my very presence, my human essence, is emitting an intoxicating scent, a cocktail of fear and something inexplicably alluring to the alien.
Slowly, the alien grabs ahold of the bottom of my bed frame, its huge black claws sinking into the wood as if it was made out of butter. It begins to inch its way closer toward me.
I cover myself back up with duvet, hoping it would just go away. I lie frozen beneath my covers, my entire being suspended between a desperate urge to flee and an overwhelming, paralyzing fear.
As it draws nearer, its weight sinking into the mattress making the bed frame creak, the tension in the room becomes almost tangible. Its presence is both menacing and intriguing. I can only wait, terror-stricken, for the next move in this surreal encounter.
Then, I feel its breath on my face through the covers as it climbs on top of me. Slowly, it reaches for the duvet over my head and yanks it off of my body, throwing it across the room. I gasp as I flip over and am left unprotected under it.
I immediately cover my head, expecting an attack.
But nothing happens and I am left confused.
Then, all of a sudden - it leans closer, its heavy frame forcing the bed frame to creak again. I brace myself for a bite or sudden death again - but instead it takes a loud whiff of my hair.
I am in shock and my eyes open wide. It moves to my exposed nape and takes another and it continues so until it reaches my hindquarters and I immediately flip back over, my cheeks red.
I meet its intense gaze on my face. My breath hitched as I stared up at the creature looming over me.
The dim glow of the moonlight outside cast jagged shadows across its sleek, onyx-black body, accentuating the ridges and sinewy musculature beneath its glossy, almost organic armor. Its elongated skull tilted slightly, studying me with an unnatural intensity, the twin slits where its green eyes are, narrowing in silent scrutiny.
I could feel the heat radiating from its form, the oppressive weight of its presence pressing down on me even though it barely touched me. Its strong long tail started to flick against the bed frame behind it.
My body was frozen, muscles locked in a paralyzing mix of fear and something else — something that twisted deep in my gut.
Its clawed fingers flexed beside my head, the razor-sharp tips gleaming in the low light. It exhaled, slow and deliberate, the sound a low, guttural vibration that rattled through my chest.
Then, one of its claws lifted, dragging lightly down the fabric of my pajama top — not tearing, not hurting, just... feeling.
A shudder wrecked my frame as it tilted its head again, the movement unnervingly deliberate. The pressure of its palm settled against the mattress beside me, its weight shifting closer, until I could see the faint sheen of saliva slipping past its razor teeth and onto the jagged ridges of its mouth.
It was inspecting me.
My breath came in quick, shallow bursts as the alien's other claw lifted, tracing an artery along my neck with the very tip of a talon. The contrast of its cold, almost metallic skin against my flushed warmth sent a jolt down my spine.
It exhaled again, this time closer, its breath ghosting over my throat.
A sound rumbled from deep within its chest, something between a growl and a purr.
I didn't dare move. Didn't dare breathe too deeply.
But I could feel its gaze burning into me, assessing, deciding.
And I knew, in this terrifying moment, the creature's primal instincts have been overtaken by something far more complex.
And whatever it truly was…
It had already made its decision.
The alien's breath, thick and humid, cascaded down my throat like a living thing, wrapping around my skin, making the fine hairs along my arms stand on end.
Its massive form hunched over me, a dark silhouette against the faint light spilling through my bedroom window. The weight of its presence pinned me in place, though it had yet to fully touch me. It didn't need to.
Its talon traced a slow, deliberate path down the curve of my nape, the sharp tip barely skimming the surface, teasing the fragile skin. I swallowed, the movement making its claw pause just above my artery, as if feeling the shift of my pulse, the panicked rhythm hammering just beneath the surface.
It was watching me — studying every reaction, every tremor in my limbs, every uneven breath that parted my lips.
Its head tilted lower, and I felt, rather than saw, its face hover just inches from mine. A deep, guttural sound resonated from its chest, a vibration that spread into the air between us. My breath stuttered, my fingers twitching against the sheets, but I didn't move. I couldn't.
Then, with a slow, fluid motion, its claw trailed downward, tracing the column of my throat, following the frantic flutter of my heartbeat.
The edge of its talon dragged over the fabric of my pajama top, pressing lightly, feeling the soft give of my body beneath it. It didn't pierce. It didn't tear.
It simply explored.
The alien's mouth parted slightly, revealing the glisten of sharp, serrated teeth beneath its dark lips. A string of saliva stretched and snapped as it breathed me in, the heat of its exhale rolling over my collarbone.
My skin prickled. My senses were overwhelmed.
The scent of it — something foreign, something thick and smoky — filled my lungs.
A clawed hand shifted beside my head, pressing deeper into the mattress. Its other hand, the one tracing my body, ghosted over my ribs, the pads of its fingers barely brushing the thin barrier of fabric.
My chest rose sharply as it continued downward, pausing at the dip of my waist, its talons splaying out just enough to span my small frame.
It was testing, mapping, learning.
Another rumble vibrated from its core, deeper this time, almost approving.
Then, finally, it pressed its palm flat against my stomach. I gasped — my body reacting before my mind could catch up.
The sheer size of its hand covered nearly the entirety of my torso, its skin unnervingly smooth, cold at first, then warming the longer it lingered. My abdomen tensed beneath its touch, my breath coming in shallow gasps.
Its head lowered further, its face mere inches from mine now. It exhaled again, slow and deliberate, as if tasting the air between us.
My lips parted, a shaky breath escaping.
It wasn't attacking me.
It was studying me.
Sinking into the moment, into the tension thickening between us like a tangible force. I met its gaze —those dark green eyes that somehow burned with intensity. And I realized, with a shuddering clarity, that it was waiting.
Waiting for my reaction.
Waiting to see what I would do.
The moment stretched, thick with heat and tension. My breath came fast, shallow, my pulse hammering against my ribs as the alien loomed over me, its massive form engulfing my smaller frame.
Its palm, still pressed against my stomach, flexed fingers splaying wider, fingertips pressing just enough to make me aware of its strength, its control.
It could break me. Ruin me. And yet... it didn't.
Instead, it moved.
Slowly, deliberately, its hand slipped beneath my top and began to slide upward, dragging across my skin. The sensation sent a shudder through me — its skin was oddly smooth, almost liquid-like, but firm, impossibly strong beneath the surface.
My breath hitched as it traced the curve of my waist, skimmed over my ribs, before stopping just beneath my chest.
The alien's head dipped lower, its mouth lingering near my throat. I could feel the heat of its exhale, damp and heavy against my skin. My body tightened involuntarily, every nerve alight, my senses sharpened to every tiny movement.
Then, it inhaled - deep, drawn out - savoring me.
My lips parted, a soft gasp slipping free, and the creature responded with a low, reverberating sound, something between a snarl and a purr. It vibrated through me, sinking into my bones.
Its other hand lifted, claws dragging along my hip before gripping, possessive, just firm enough to make my breath stutter. It was mapping the shape of me beneath its touch, loving the way my body responded.
And I was responding.
A sharp claw traced the edge of my pajama top, lifting it ever so slightly, exposing the bare skin beneath. The cool air sent a shiver through me, but the alien's warmth replaced it almost instantly as its other palm flattened against my stomach once more — skin to skin.
I gasped.
The contact was electric, sending a jolt of something dark, something primal, curling deep inside me.
It had me in its grasp. The way its hands held my torso, as if they didn’t have sharp, long claws attached to them — made my panties wet.
It exhaled sharply, as if pleased.
Its face remained close, the glistening sharpness of its teeth mere inches from my pulse point. Its breath fanned hot against my skin as it lowered its head further, lips hovering just above the juncture of my throat and shoulder.
Then, it moved. Its tongue, warm and unexpectedly textured, flicked against my skin in an achingly slow drag.
I squirmed out of pleasure.
The sound that left it was unmistakable this time — a low, rumbling growl of satisfaction, like a predator finally savoring its catch. Its grip on my waist tightened, claws pressing into the soft flesh there, just enough to make me aware of its power, its control.
And still, it waited.
Waited for me to react. To resist. To yield.
I swallowed hard, my mind a whirlwind of confusion, fear, and something I didn't want to name. The alien made its choice the moment it pulled the covers away.
But now...
It was waiting for mine.
My breath shuddered as the creature's tongue retreated, leaving a damp, tingling heat in its wake.
My body was tight, drawn between the warring instincts of fear and something darker — something I didn't dare name, but couldn't ignore.
Its grip on my waist was firm, possessive, claws barely pressing in, as if waiting for me to pull away. But I didn't. Instead, I exhaled slowly, deliberately, tilting my head ever so slightly — offering my throat.
A testament to my submission.
The alien stilled, its massive form rigid above me, as if caught between instinct and hesitation. The low, vibrating growl that rumbled through its chest sent a shiver through me, and for the first time, I reached up — tentative, unsure.
My fingers hovered near the smooth, black expanse of its arm before pressing down, feeling the cool, almost metallic texture warm beneath my touch.
I moaned softly, my voice barely audible, but in the heavy silence between us, I knew it heard me.
The alien exhaled, slow and deliberate, as if testing my voice, tasting it. Then, without another moment of hesitation, it moved.
Its mouth descended, sharp teeth grazing over the sensitive skin of my throat — not biting, not yet, just teasing, feeling the way my pulse fluttered wildly beneath its lips. I moaned, my fingers tightening against its arm, but I didn't pull away.
I craved this.
I let my body relax, pressing slightly into its touch, encouraging. The creature let out another deep, rumbling growl, this one unmistakably pleased.
Then, it pressed closer.
Its weight sank into me, not crushing, but overwhelming. Its broad chest, sleek and unnaturally smooth, pressed against mine, and I felt the heavy rise and fall of its breath, the sudden heat radiating off of its skin.
One of its hands slid lower, claws tracing the hem of my pajama pants, teasing.
A slow, deliberate drag of its fingers sent a shiver through me. My breath hitched, my skin aflame beneath its touch. My body arched slightly, a silent offering.
It understood.
With an almost reverent slowness, its claws curled beneath the fabric, lifting, baring me to the cool air.
A sharp inhale rattled through its chest as its hand spread over my thigh. My pants flung across the room.
I gasped. The heat of its palm was startling, possessive, pressing firmly against my skin as though claiming me.
Its mouth hovered over my throat again, its tongue flicking out, tracing the spot where my pulse pounded the hardest. I shivered, my breath coming in ragged gasps, my fingers tightening against its arm.
"Claim me," I whispered, the words slipping free before I could second-guess them.
The alien let out a deep, shuddering growl — a sound of acceptance.
Then, it claimed me.
Its long claws slid over my thigh to palm my cunt completely. I moaned and shivered at its firm touch, the alien purring softy as it loved the way my body reacted under it.
It palmed me agonizingly soft, its grasps were nothing short of pleasuring torture. It knew its sharp talons couldn't go inside me for they were too sharp and dangerous.
I was a moaning mess underneath it as it continued its nibbles along my collarbone and the top part of my breasts.
As if it couldn't take anymore, it unexpectedly tore away my panties and pushed my knees up against my chest, leaving my runt completely exposed.
With one hand it held my legs in place and with the other it massaged my buttock. I moaned fiercely when its coarse tongue flicked against my cunt.
All of a sudden, it stilled and a snarl escaped its throat.
Its palm went over my gaping cunt, lathering itself in my juices before he pulled it against its mouth — sniffing it fiercely.
It pushed its whole palm into its mouth, sucking it so strongly that the sounds obscenely echoed throughout the room.
Then, something wet hit my back. It was extremely warm and clumpy.
Just before I could attempt to get a look at what it was, it violently started eating me out. Shoving its plump, bumpy tongue in and out. Slurping and sucking at the same time.
I was left a quivering mess, as a sharp orgasm spread throughout my body.
It went completely crazy — just like an animal securing its breeding rights. Its teeth grazed my sensitive skin there as its other palm spread my folds apart further.
I tried to move and get out of this vicious hold it had on me, its hand massaging my folds being too much for me to handle.
Just when I thought he was slowing down, his tongue slipped further in, tickling my g-spot, and that was it. That was the tip of my iceberg.
I came violently. It hurt as I squirted all over its face and mouth. The harsh orgasm leaving me tender as its tongue slurped me up one last time before pulling out.
Its arm loosened its hold on my legs, letting my body slump back down onto the mattress like jello.
I was left a panting mess, grasping for air as I came down from my high, but it needed no brake. Who knew how much energy this being had.
But one thing was for sure — it didn’t look spent at all. Matter of fact, it looked even more wound up than before, its eyes basically sparkling.
As I tried to pull myself together, it moved further up, basically straddling my hips and I was met with the source of the sticky liquid on my back.
It was huge. This thing surely could not fit me. No way. No how.
It was long and plump. Its veins prominent and unlike the rest of its body, it was dark red and so, so heavy as it rested between my breasts. Only when it settled further down onto my hips, did I feel the pressure of its balls pressing into my skin.
Just the sight of this thing right in front of my face, made me want to be bred immediately. I wanted this thing inside of me. Fucking me out of my mind.
It leaned onto my bed frame above my head. Its claws sinking into the wood, firmly bracing itself before thrusting its hips forward, dragging itself across my body.
Its dick rose up, hard, and liquid started oozing out of it. The same clumpy substance that sprayed my back earlier. It was black and thick. It repositioned itself a bit, so its dick was now perfectly aligned between my breasts.
And before I batted my eyes, it started rutting against me. It’s rhythm slow but hard.
I loved the feeling of its coarse balls pressing into my skin as its dick rammed on between my breasts, its cum oozing out like a river.
It grinded against me like it had never done so before, relishing the feeling and loving the sight beneath itself as it looked upon my bouncing chest and my black painted neck.
With one fell swoop, it absolutely destroyed my headboard, snapping it in two as it cummed all over my face. It was rather salty than anything else.
It flung my broken headboard somewhere across the room, before climbing back down my body, its dick sliding down my skin tantalizingly slow.
It pressed itself flush against my body and with its hands, it cleaned my face. It paused there for a second, its eyes just staring into mine, and a purr escaped its lips as it nibbled onto mine.
It licked my lips and with a loud purr arched its back, and rammed its cock all the way inside. I screamed as it bullied its way in, spreading my walls so far apart, it almost tore them.
It stilled inside me, nuzzling its head into my neck, as if to comfort me. Its tip was prodding my womb and the more time passed, the more the uncomfortable pain turned into unquenchable thirst.
It purred against my nape, its arms wrapping themselves tightly around my torso as I whimpered. I don’t know if it was its pheromones mixing in with mine — but I instantly become painfully horny.
And I desperately wanted him to breed me. To quench this painful, tingling thirst.
It, however, thought I was still in pain, and showed comfort through purring as it embraced me warmly.
But my eagerness couldn’t wait for this dumb male’s brain to start working, so I thrusted my hips further up, forcing its tip to press further against my womb, its cum slipping in.
I sighed out of relief, the small movement proved quite effective. So I kept thrusting my hips into his, chasing that high, that oozing, clumpy substance to spill into my womb. To my surprise, the alien just let me do as I pleased, purring into my neck but after a while, its cock seemed thicker.
It started getting harder for me to thrust my hips upwards, his cock getting harder to slip out. My breathing turned into panting as I struggled to satisfy my urges.
I realized then, that his cock was swelling and consuming the little space I had for movement. I whimpered unknowingly, which triggered the alien to help me.
So, he pulled my knees up so they were resting around its smooth, wide waist. In that moment, I could finally level my ragged breathing, and that's when I felt him produce a vibration deep in his abdomen.
I audibly winced, moan after moan leaving my throat as the alien kept its hold on me. Finally, it joined me and rammed itself hard into me, swelling its cock so much that I felt plugged, before spilling his hot, sticky sperm straight into my womb.
It was both overwhelming and satiating, and moans left my mouth as I clung onto alien nuzzling my neck. Its claws pressed into my waist firmly, but not enough to pierce the skin.
It was a show of pure possession. I was his now as he made sure to fill my womb completely.
But the pleasure was now mixing with pain as I felt like my womb was going to burst and I couldn’t help but scrape at its back desperately.
Its head nuzzled feverishly in the crook of my neck as if it had noticed my sudden distress. A deep, guttural sound rumbled from its chest, almost like a purr, vibrating through my body as it pressed its face into the hollow of my neck, inhaling deeply. It only made me grow hornier thanks to my already sensitive body.
It was breathing me in, committing me to memory.
Something dark and molten coiled deep inside me at the realization.
"I'm yours," I whispered, the words slipping free before I could stop them.
The alien froze.
For a moment, all I could hear was the ragged pull of my own breath, the heavy silence thick with something electric. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, it pulled out. Almost pulling me along in the process.
It peeled itself off of me, but still encaging me beneath its form and as another growl, deeper this time, resonated through its chest, another surge of cum sprayed my whole body.
I couldn’t help but slip my arm between us and jerk him off, helping him spill out his load. It felt good to squeeze him between my fingers, the plump, veiny texture over-flooding my senses.
When it finished and when its mouth descended again — hotter, hungrier — there was no hesitation. It plunged itself deep inside once more. Gripping my waist firmly, almost possessively as its cock twitched against my cervix.
It bit into my soft flesh just above my breasts, making me moan loudly out of pleasure. Noticing my explicit reaction, it bit again. And again. And again. I was left a moaning, screaming mess as its tongue slowly stretched out against my chest and breasts, licking all over the bite marks.
My walls tightened around its veiny cock, making the alien growl lowly. Its member twitched aggressively and it hissed as my walls wouldn't stop clenching onto it, my orgasm at an all-time high.
I came suddenly from the overstimulation, the thick cum quickly coating its cock as it dripped down, pooling between my legs which only turned it on more.
Once more, it leaned over so its body pressed firmly against mine, as it began to thrust into me harshly. I gasped and moaned lewdly as its cock stretched out my already worn-out walls. Its cum was so thick it had stuffed me to the point I wasn't sure if I could hold anymore.
Especially if it plugged me again.
Pressing me down into the bed, it angled its hips down onto my own so it could drill into me, thrusting hard and wild.
All I could do was moan as I clung onto its arms for dear life, cumming again as it slammed into me, making our essences burst against our skins. The alien's obvious animalistic instincts seemed to take over as it tried to breed me, pushing its hips harsher against mine and poking the tip of its cock into my womb again.
It hugged me tightly, head pressed into the nook of my neck as it released its hot semen straight into my womb once more. It growled gutturally as it emptied out. It pushed its hips flush against my entrance, not letting an ounce of its cum escape.
My toes curled, and my back arched as his member twitched against my walls. I moaned into the night, even through the pain secretly hoping this won't be the end of our endeavor.
As its cum filled up my womb, and its cock stopped twitching and spurting out semen, the alien's gaze glazed over my glistening, disheveled body. It purred as it looked deeply into my eyes.
My womb was stuffed and painful and the worst of all, he didn’t seem finished.
It took a hold of my hips firmly as it turned me, and laid on its side flush against my breasts beside me.
It kept its hold on my waist, ensuring our connection below stays as firmly intact as possible.
It purred as it rested its head above my own, enveloping me in an unexpected warm embrace.
I could finally normalize my breathing against its body, which was refreshingly cold.
After a while, it relaxed. Its long arms letting go of my waist. One slipped under my ribs, holding me tightly in a cool embrace as the other naughtily slipped it's way onto my ass.
I scoffed against its chest. As its cock slightly slipped out, a bit of our combined cum dripped out, pooling beneath us. I sighed out of relief as my womb felt lighter.
It palmed my butt softly and I scoffed again. What a naughty alien.
It started purring again, but this time it sent shivers across my skin and unexpectedly I couldn't believe the feel of my belly bulge. I grasped it with one hand and seriously felt as if it had swole up.
"Wha-", I gasped, "Did you seriously get me pregnant??". I cannot believe this haughty devil impregnated me so fast.
It replied by slowly pushing itself back in.
It nuzzled its head against my hair, still purring strongly. Just as I was about to doze off into dreamland with a hand on my bulging belly, I felt its cock twitch. I moaned at the sudden feeling of its full length inside again. Its hold on my ass tightened, and it started guiding it to the rhythm of its sudden humping again.
It wasn’t harsh or hard, but slow and sloppy. As if it just wasn’t yet ready to stop mating with me.
It continued to purr above my head, holding me firmly as I moaned against its chest realizing this alien wasn't ever planning on letting me go. With each thrust, my impregnated belly pressed against its abdomen making it twitch in content.
Who knew one disastrous night could turn into such bliss.
Dude your writing is so GOOOOD I just read your kinks one and it's got scratching at the walls. ME WANT MORE MOVIE
Can you do one with Ratchet, Drift, Rodimus, Starscream, Knockout, and Megatron please? <3333
thank you sm, that’s so kind of u to say 🥹 of course!!<33 (papa.. more movie..)
✩‧₊˚ kinks drabbles pt. 2
ft. ratchet, drift, rodimus, starscream, knockout and megatron
18+, minors dni
ratchet
i’m kinda leaning towards spanking, it’s another superb use for those incredibly talented servos of his!
the medic has you bent over his knee, one servo holds the strands of your hair as the other lands heavy slaps to your ass.
you yelp as he lands another, in the same spot as the last. your ass is red already, the sting tingling in the most pleasurable way. those servos of his work miracles, they give so much to everyone. and the miracles he works on you are nothing short of extraordinary.
“this’ll teach you to behave,” ratchet chides. you want to say this is a punishment, and you want to pretend like it is, so that he knows to do it again. it’s a punishment that you desperately crave.
he takes you by surprise when he shoves two digits into your slick heat, your gasp puffing from your lungs as you welcome the intrusion.
drift
he likes to test his resolve and see how much he can really take under extreme self control measures. i think he’d be into edging, mainly for himself, but sometimes he extends it to you.
bouncing on his spike, eager servos wrap around your waist as he helps you move. his jaw is dropped in a silent moan, his optics glistening.
“such divinity,” he vents, eyes trailing down to watch how well you take him. his poor spike is vibrating, desperate to overload. he’s been close multiple times now, but he keeps denying himself. he knows that when he does accept it, the reward will be mind-blowing.
“ah—“ he crackles, his chassis thrumming as his optics begin to dim. you think this might be the one, where he finally loses himself inside of you.
and then, his servos grip you tighter before pulling you off him. leaving his spike twitching as he teeters on that edge once again.
he lets out a guttural whine, as if you were the one to deny him.
“okay, the next one is it.”
rodimus
i’ve mentioned it once and i’ll say it again: sex toys. he loves them, he makes it a competition to see how many times he can get you to cum in a set amount of time, and he’s down to use whatever sex toy you like.
you can’t go wrong with a classic vibrator, this is something that rodimus has learnt time and time again. you’re bent over in front of him as he pounds you silly.
there’s a butt plug with a diamond pink heart at the base of it for decoration shoved into the tight rings of your ass. rodimus has a vibrating wand in his hand, reached round underneath you to rub it against your clit.
“fuck, you’re close, aren’t you?” rodimus vents as he fucks you like his life depends on it, “i can feel it. tightening around me, driving me crazy.”
you moan out as the pressure begins to crush you, every part of you having acute attention paid to it. he’s so talented in the bedroom, and it helps that he isn’t shy about using toys to benefit the both of you.
starscream
sounding. that’s it. google at your own risk. (i’m sorry, i cannot get down with starscream LOL)
knockout
he’s alllll about aesthetics and things that are visually pleasing, so i think he’d melt if you wore lingerie for him. especially if the colours matched his (reds, golds, etc)
the red lace bodysuit wraps around the contours of your body perfectly, not a single thread of it misplaced. you’re sat on the berth, perched in a way that presents you as a delicious meal, a gift sent from primus himself.
knockout’s spike shamelessly frees itself from its housing as soon as he sees you, optics practically ogling you. if he had saliva, he’d be salivating right now.
“all this for me?” knockout asks as he approaches you on the berth, “you look so unbelievably sexy.”
he crawls onto the berth, approaching you like a predator about to initiate the hunt. when you’re in arms reach, he pushes you to lie flat.
“i’m going to absolutely ravage you.”
megatron
he’d absolutely be into begging. he likes to whittle you down until you’re an incoherent, lust-riddled little thing gagging for his spike, grinding desperately against him.
“go on, sweet thing,” he goads, flashing those sharp dentae as he grins. he’s grinding his spike against the valley of your cunt, catching your clit to drive you crazy, “beg for it.”
all that leaves you is a pitiful whine, your lips quivering as you feel your mind fray. you need him to put it in you, you need him to fuck you until the early hours of the morning.
“oh, that doesn’t sound like begging? try again,” megatron orders as he keeps his pace against you.
“please,” you manage to hiss out, “i need it. you have no idea how badly i need it.”
“keep going.”
“my lord, i’ll do whatever it is you ask of me. i am yours, in my entirety, please, please fuck me!”
megatron chuckles as he lines up with your entrance, “that’s more like it.”
Shell, could we get a spicy alphabet for Megatron?
ᝰ.ᐟ MEGATRON'S SPICY ALPHABET
┆PARING: megatron x gn!human!reader
┆WARNINGS: nsfw・explicit sexual content・no mention of reader's intimate anatomy・english is not my language
┆WORD COUNT: 3.8k
⋆˙⟡ A/N: yeaaaaahh!! i'm so glad someone asked for more spicy alphabet. let's fucking go!
✴︎ A: AFTERCARE
what they’re like after sex.
megatron may not be the most romantic mech in the world, but he definitely takes time to care for you. of course, he first appreciates the view, memorizing how stunning you look after he’s completely ruined you. he loves seeing you wrecked against the berth sheets, not a single coherent thought behind those cute eyes, completely drunk on sex. then he’ll get up and fetch a container of warm water and a soft cloth. he’ll clean your body of his release and settle you comfortably against the pillows. finally, he’ll lie back down beside you and pull you closer, savoring the warmth and softness of your body for as long as he can.
✴︎ B: BODY PART
their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s.
honestly, he doesn’t consider himself a handsome mech, at least not conventionally attractive. but he knows he has his strengths and a certain kind of charm. his favorite part of his own body is his chassis. he likes the appearance, the structure, it makes him robust. he also likes the contours. he loves how you lean on it when you ride him.
on you, he loves your thighs. he loves how soft they are, how the skin yields under the touch of his servos. he adores when you wear clothes that show them off, or when he can rest his helm against them. but he also loves how hot and delicious they are when he’s fucking them. feeling you squeeze his spike between them while he ruts until overload is, without a doubt, in his top three sensations.
✴︎ C: CUM
anything to do with cum, basically.
megatron has a guilty pleasure in painting you pink. he can’t help himself. your hot, familiar mouth wrapped around his spike, licking from base to tip, sucking with conviction. your gaze under your lashes locked onto his as he buries his digits in your hair — it’s simply the vision of paradise. how could he not contribute to that masterpiece? when he overloads, he spills across your face, watching transfluid run down your soft skin, some caught by your outstretched tongue while the rest drips from your chin. or when he’s taking you from behind, he almost never misses the chance to dirty your ass cheeks with his climax.
✴︎ D: DIRTY SECRET
pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs.
he wouldn’t admit it, it makes him seem like some desperate young mech with no control over his urges. but when he’s alone and can’t pull you from your duties for a while, he takes a piece of your clothing left behind and uses it. be it a cotton shirt or worn underwear, he vents deeply, capturing every trace of your natural scent, then wraps it around his spike, fucking into it until it’s drenched in his transfluid. if it happened to be your favorite piece, sorry, but he’ll make it disappear. he won’t leave evidence of his “crime.”
✴︎ E: EXPERIENCE
how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?
in his time as a miner and later as a gladiator, megatron didn’t have much time to think about interfacing. he was busy with survival, for example. but once he consolidated his position as decepticon leader — ooh, this mech knew how to make up for lost time. he indulged in everything imaginable. megatron has had multiple partners, sometimes more than one at the same time. he’s experimental, after all, how can you be sure you don’t like something without trying? even if you’re his first human partner, he definitely knows exactly what to do, where to touch, and how to touch. at the end of the day, he learns fast.
✴︎ F: FAVORITE POSITION
doggy style. definitely. fucking you from behind, one servo locked around your nape while your ass bounces from the force of his thrusts and your pretty hands spreads your cheeks wide so he can watch his spike sliding in and out, disappearing inside you. it’s the best part of his day.
✴︎ G: GOOFY
are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?
no, megatron is not goofy during sex. quite the opposite, in fact. he is extremely serious, focused on his own and your pleasure. jokes and laughter are not for him, and if you try, he’ll shove two digits into your pretty mouth to silence you.
✴︎ H: HAIR
do they care if you’re shaved or not? do they have any preference?
yes, he has a preference, and his preference is the bush. shh, no arguments. megatron lives for the rainforest between your legs, and if you ever showed up completely bare, rest assured it would go down as one of the worst days of his life. okay, it’s your body, but know that he’ll complain until you let it grow back. maybe he’d accept it better if you shaved almost everything and asked your waxer to leave a cute “m.”
✴︎ I: INTIMACY
how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect.
he can be rougher in the moment. as said before, he’s not the most conventionally romantic. that doesn’t mean he loves you any less, only that he shows it in different ways. during sex, expect firm thrusts, love bites, spanks followed by massages, and servo marks on your hips.
✴︎ J: JACK OFF
masturbation headcanon.
not a big fan of doing it alone. when he has no other choice, he relieves himself as he can, hidden in his quarters or in the wash racks. but his favorite is mutual masturbation. it’s intimate, exciting, delicious. he loves feeling your soft hands pumping his spike while he explores your body.
✴︎ K: KINK
one or more of their kinks.
this mech is freaky, kinky as fuck. we could list a few: size kink, edging, degradation, brat-taming, overstimulation… the list is long, we could be here all day long.
✴︎ L: LOCATION
favorite places to do.
you’re soft, he needs to mass shift to fuck you, so his favorite place inevitably became his berth covered in pillows and blankets, in the safety of his quarters. but now and then, he loves breaking routine — dragging you into a supply closet or bending you over the conference table when no one is around.
✴︎ M: MOTIVATION
what turns them on, gets them going.
just one look from you or a casual touch and he’s hard. there isn’t something specific that makes him crave you — the truth is, he’s always craving being inside you. it doesn’t matter if he’s in a mind-numbing meeting with ultra magnus or one of rodimus’ endless monologues, his processor drifts, half the time imagining being between your legs, the other half tasting your lips and feeling your warm skin.
✴︎ N: NO
something they wouldn’t do, turn offs.
as much as megatron loves marking you with bites and claiming you with love bruises, he is not comfortable with too much spanking. he knows full well he could break you apart like a tower of legos with a single slap. rushing you to the medbay mid-fuck with his spike still hard, having to explain to ratchet why you’re a wreck of a human — that’s one of his worst nightmares.
✴︎ O: ORAL
preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.
definitely prefers receiving. don’t get it wrong, he’s not selfish. in fact, he loves losing himself for hours between your legs. but the feeling of your mouth sucking his spike, swallowing him until you gag, it’s irresistible and addictive. you on your knees in front of him, hair gripped tightly in his digits as your head bobs… it’s an exercise in control not to thrust and fuck your throat. and when your magic tongue slides down to his valve? he can’t last more than a few minutes.
✴︎ P: PACE
are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.
usually, megatron’s rhythm is slow and rough — steady, powerful thrusts that make your body vibrate. but if he’s in a particular mood, or you ask for something gentler, he won’t mind going slow and sensual.
✴︎ Q: QUICKIE
their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.
his favorite. for megatron, five good quickies beat one long session. he enjoys both for different reasons, but quickies have his spark. he can take you hard, then head right back to his duties as co-captain. only benefits.
✴︎ R: RISK
are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.
megatron likes risks, even if he won’t say it aloud. it’s more complicated with you being human and him needing to mass shift before you can be intimate, but that only makes him more creative — like taking you in the ship’s ventilation shafts.
✴︎ S: STAMINA
how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?
if there’s one thing this mech has, it’s stamina. he can go for multiple rounds without showing the slightest sign of fatigue. don’t bother competing, you’ll lose. but he’ll only go as far as your limits, respecting your body. after a nap, if you want more, he’ll be waiting with his spike hard and biolights pulsing.
✴︎ T: TOYS
do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?
he likes the idea and he’s open to it, but most of the time using them on you. nothing like fucking you while pressing a vibrator against you, or binding you with cuffs and a blindfold so you can’t see or touch him, only receive.
✴︎ U: UNFAIR
how much they like to tease.
megatron loves teasing you. dark, hungry glances, servos lightly trailing over your body while he keeps his optics locked on something serious ultra magnus is saying, kisses and bites on your nape, grinding over your clothes — before suddenly turning away and leaving you desperate. it’s his favorite pastime.
✴︎ V: VOLUME
how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.
he isn’t very loud, his sounds are deep groans in your ear, low growls, grunts, and the occasional roar of his engine as he nears climax. the real noise is metal against your skin.
✴︎ W: WILD CARD
a random headcanon for the character.
once, you managed to convince him to try toys on himself. while you slid a vibrator into his valve, you sucked his node vigorously and stroked his spike. the combination of all the stimuli you gave him made him overload harder than almost ever before, to the point he struggled to close his modesty plate afterward.
✴︎ X: X-RAY
let’s see what’s going on under that plating.
ooooh, his spike is big. i know it, i know it’s big! and not just regular big — he’s massive and thick. thick enough to scare you at first glance, wondering if it could really fit. using the same calculations as optimus, we could say at full height he’s about 90cm (35 inches) long and 27cm (10 inches) thick. mass displaced, that becomes around 40cm (15/16 inches) long and 9cm (3.5 inches) thick. in short: he’s terrifyingly big, intimidatingly thick, with a dark gray shaft, black head, and glowing purple biolights. it would take practice, patience, and plenty of prayers to whichever deity you believe in that he doesn’t split you in half by accident.
his valve doesn’t fall behind either. large, fat, and delicious. outer lips black, inner lips the same shade of gray as his spike, a beautiful, plump, purple node, and biolights pulsing invitingly, luring you closer.
✴︎ Y: YEARNING
how high is their sex drive?
high, definitely. he’s happy to match your pace, never pressuring you. but if you want to keep up with him, i suggest you start training your cardio because for him, every day, multiple times a day, is ideal.
✴︎ Z: ZZZ
how quickly they fall asleep afterwards.
megatron has trouble sleeping. memories of his gladiator past and regrets from his warlord days haunt his dreams. he takes a long time to drift off, usually lying awake in silence, memorizing every detail of you in his processor.
This blog is 🔞. MDNI. I write spicy Transformers x human reader storylines and scenarios.
⚠️ Warning: I write mature scenarios. Some storylines may have darker themes, physical pregnancy or sparked readers, mentions of past abuse, alcoholism, or even dubc0n. If these things make you uncomfortable or are triggering, this is likely not the blog for you.
About/Warnings/Assorted Headcanons and Scenarios For the G1/IDW stories because the Character Limits Keep Thwarting Me
IDW/G1
Starscream x Reader/ Soundwave x Reader/ Megatron x Reader
Everything Is Alright
Everything Is Alright-full chapters
Megatron's PSA
Patterns-Starscream
Pretty-Shockwave
Seekers-Starscream
Shared Meal-Starscream
TV
Possessive-Starscream
Vacation
Lonely-Shockwave
Scent-Starscream
Roleplay-Starscream
Carrier Warm-Starscream
Exhaustion
Learning-Starscream
Everything is Alright outtake- Shockwave
Attention-Starscream
Courting-Starscream
Alt Mode-Megatron
Rite-Starscream
Stress-Starscream
PSA 2-Megatron
Domestic
Honeymoon
Everything Is Alright scenes Pt 1
Everything Is Alright scenes Pt 2
Sparkling
Future
Field Trip
Fan Art
Fan Art
Fan Art
Fan Art
Fan Art
Fan Art
Wheeljack x Reader
Circuits and Wires
Jazz x Reader
Over it Now
Soundwave x Reader-stand alone
When You're Around
Thundercracker x Reader
Better Open the Door
Bluestreak x Reader
Where I Belong
Prowl x Reader
Stand Too close
Cliffjumper x Reader
TKO
Sideswipe x Reader, Sunstreaker x Reader
Can't Finish What You Started
Optimus Prime x Reader
Gravity
Bumblebee x Reader
Last Night
Skyfire x Reader
Floating Down The River
Rumble x Reader
Alcohol Eyes
Skywarp x Reader
Stop Talking
Ratchet x Reader
Feel Like Rain
Waspinator x Reader
Worker Bee
Ironhide x Reader
Hold Me Down
Vortex x Reader
I Can't Decide
Grimlock x Reader
Shiver
Constructicons x Reader
Drive
Insecticons x Reader
You (Don't) Know Me
Trailbreaker x Reader
Too Tired To Wink
Hound x Reader
Heavy Boots
Blaster x Reader
Shoot Me In The Smile
Sunstorm x Reader
Love Me Dead
Cosmos x Reader
In Space
Astrotrain x Reader
Sweet Tooth
Tarantulas x Reader
Haunt
Flatline x Reader
All At Once
Mirage x Reader
Scenario-Pampered
Tracks x Reader
Scenario-Angles
Shockwave x Reader
She Is Afraid
Ark x Reader
Lonely
Nemesis x Reader
Protector
Protectobots x Reader
Scenario-Home
Combaticons x Reader
Scenario-Names
Barricade x Reader
Calling All Cops
Looking for the Scenarios for the G1/IDW stories besides EiA?
Hello! I miss when you were still making Yandere Little Nightmares headcanons.
Have you stopped making it? If so, honestly I'll be sad.. :')
Hi! I temporarily stopped writing Little Nightmares Yandere Headcanons because I had no inspiration. I can't make any promises because I'm currently quite uninterested in Little Nightmares :( Maybe I'll continue writing when I find inspiration.
can i ask for a Yandere Little nightmare seeing your s/o crying? your Yanderes stories are perfect... I need more!! (sorry for my bad english, english is not my first language)
❖ Yandere Headcanons: Little Nightmares —《When they see you cry》❖
I'm so sorry to reply so late! It's been quite a while since I last used Tumblr and I didn't know about your messages.
Anyway, thank you very much! I'm glad you like my works!
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☆『Mono』☆
♡ Mono isn't the type to panic easily, but it's easy to put him into a state of fear when he sees you cry. You are one of the few people who can make Mono lose his temper, just because Mono cares so much about you.
♡ If Mono is the cause of your crying, he will frantically apologize to you and find a way to make you forget the bad things that just happened, maybe he will give you some nice things he earned from somewhere or take you to a place with beautiful scenery. Mono will be very self-blame, he will probably stick around for days after that just to make sure you really feel okay.
♡ In case Mono isn't the one to make you cry, he'll be extremely worried when he sees you crying. Anger appeared at the same time and would quickly burn his composure like a great fire. Mono will try to suppress his boiling anger and calmly ask you why you are sad. You are so important to Mono and he really can't stand it when someone makes you so sad. Just telling him a name is enough, Mono can take care of the rest by asking people he knows.
After comforting you with a tight hug and holding your hand, Mono will wait until you're asleep before proceeding with his revenge plan. He would find the culprit no matter where they were hiding, punishing the culprit with the cruelest means. Mono has no mercy for anyone who dares to upset you.
No one will know about their deaths, not even their bodies will ever be found. People will only assume that they have disappeared or perished at the hands of giant monsters like many other unfortunate people.
Mono will casually come back to you and distract you with interesting things he finds, you'll soon forget the bad guy who made you cry, you'll never know that Mono killed that person just to avenge you. Mono won't let you find out.
You are the one Mono loves and anyone who upsets you will pay dearly!
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☆『Six』☆
♡ She will be very worried even if it doesn't show it too clearly on her face. Six herself is a quiet person and rarely smiles, but she will still try to be as gentle as possible so as not to make you feel worse.
♡ If Six is the cause, she'll probably freak out when you burst into tears. Six isn't good at comforting so she can be pretty clumsy when it comes to this. Six will hold your hand and awkwardly apologize, possibly adding a hug if you don't turn it down.
Six will also bring back a lot of food, according to her, eating can help people temporarily forget sadness. She will continue to bring you all kinds of food whether you touch them or not. Six won't stop doing it until you assure her over and over again that you have forgiven her.
♡ If Six isn't the cause... Oh, pray for the culprit who made you cry, hope they don't die too painfully, because everyone knows Six isn't a benevolent person.
Six will silently hug you and pat you on the back, letting you cry comfortably on her shoulder. Six won't ask you about the culprit, she won't even mention a word about it, like she doesn't care. Oh, that's not it! Six has her own way of catching the culprit, she just doesn't want you to know about the brutal things she's going to do and she doesn't want to upset you any further by mentioning the culprit.
Six will do everything silently, she will make them die in excruciating pain while no one knows anything about it. It is possible that some time later, the rotting corpse of the perpetrator was found by someone in a stinking sewer or garbage dump. If it had been found earlier, perhaps people would have found a carcass being devoured by hungry wild animals.
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☆『Seven/Runaway Kid』☆
♡ Fear would be Seven's first reaction, the boy would try not to sound too panicky, but his stammering words and flailing limbs showed his emotions all too well.
♡ If Seven is the cause, he will blame himself and rush to apologize to you. Seven will awkwardly wipe your tears while still apologizing. He will surreptitiously place gifts next to you when you go to sleep, hoping they can make you feel better.
For a long time after that, Seven will creep around behind your back and act like a child who upsets his parents, he will continue to act fearfully like that until you assure him that you were fine.
♡ In the event that Seven wasn't the cause, he would go on a rampage, but his anger would be carefully concealed by Seven behind a mask of no crevice. Seven hates when you're sad, he always wants to keep your smile on your face, but someone dares to destroy your happy mood!
Seven will stealthily find the culprit, gathering information about them through extensive connections. Seven can be gentle but he will be ruthless when needed. Seven can throw them into a place full of leeches, or push them to the center of the table where diners are dining, then watch as The Guests devour them like dessert…
Depending on whether you think it's luck or bad luck, you won't be able to detect what Seven did because he hides it so well. With a gentle smile and a harmless expression, you would never think about how cruel Seven has done, just because his love for you is too much.
❖ Yandere Mono x Fem! Reader —《When they get jealous》 ❖
Request: 「What will their reaction be when they see a kid trying to flirt with you?」
☆ 《Notes》 ☆
- Mono is old but he's locked in a body of seventeen years old, (Y/N) about eighteen.
- Mono and (Y/N) were lovers.
- (C/N) = Child's Name. (C/N) is gender neutral, they are about sixteen years old.
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♡ Mono hates that you get too close to someone else, it makes him feel insecure, Mono fears that you'll leave him if you see someone better than him. Plus, Mono likes the feeling that when it's just the two of you together, you'll rely on Mono and he'll protect you. That's why Mono never wanted more companions.
♡ Initially, Mono would keep saying "No!" when you express your desire to take the stranger with them. Mono is so lacking in faith in others, he only believes in himself and you, of course, Mono would never want a stranger to intrude on your journey with him.
♡ You still patiently begged Mono, finally the paper bag boy reluctantly sighed and raised his hand in surrender before your puppy eyes.
♡ Mono will quickly regret his momentary weakness. He almost went crazy when he noticed that the child grew closer to you, over and over again, the child taking advantage of when Mono was busy to approach you.
♡ "(Y/N), we shouldn't go with that kid anymore." Mono grabs your hand and says seriously, "I think that kid has bad intentions with you, they're trying to flirt with you, don't you realize?"
In fact, Mono can handle the child without your permission, but Mono respects you, he won't do it on his own if you don't want to. You and Mono have come to an agreement about not doing anything to innocent people, and Mono has no intention of angering you. That's what led to Mono trying to convince you to kick the other kid away.
"Mono, don't say things like that, you don't have any evidence to confirm (C/N)'s intentions towards me." You sighed, you just thought Mono was jealous like always, he always gets annoyed whenever someone comes near you.
"Evidence? The proof is that that kid clings to you like glue all day long, they even hug your shoulders, ask to sleep next to you and talk bad about me in front of you! You even hug them and hold their hands while I'm away, don't think I don't know anything!" The more Mono spoke, the louder he became. Mono knows it all, he can still watch you through the TV even if he needs to leave you to find food.
"Mono, are you stalking me again? What did I say about this?" You fold your arms and raise your eyebrows.
"This isn't what we're talking about!" Mono crumpled his paper bag, causing it to become distorted. He growled like a wild animal, "The point is (C/N) wants to take you away from me, and I'm not going to let that happen!"
"Mono, listen to me." You pat Mono on the shoulder and ask him to calm down. Through the two small holes of the paper bag, you look directly into Mono's dark eyes, "(C/N) haven't told me anything about this, we can't tell if they don't show an intent. clear way. I know you're feeling insecure, but I can't kick (C/N) away just because of a little baseless suspicion."
"... Isn't that evidence enough to make you trust me?" Mono narrows his eyes, he feels anger boiling in his veins, but Mono won't get mad at you.
"Come on Mono, don't be so suspicious. I mean..." You roll your eyes, "Actions like holding hands, hugging, and walking next to each other are very common among friends. I know you're still angry because (C/N) used to say bad things about you. But didn't I tell (C/N) to stop doing that and they apologized to you already?"
"Besides, (C/N) is a child, do you think I would have romantic feelings for a child?" You chuckle.
"... I'm also a child." Mono muttered in an annoyed voice.
"Well, in fact, you're an old man in the body of a ten-year-old child." You shrug while telling the truth.
Before Mono can say anything, you cut him off, "Okay... For your peace of mind, from now on I'll keep my distance from (C/N). Is that enough for you to worry less?"
♡ Mono swears the kid is trying to flirt with you, but you don't seem to be aware of it, you thinking it's just pure friendship. It's not until the child is acting overly intimate with you that you realize something is out of the ordinary.
♡ "Sorry, (C/N), I have no romantic feelings for you." You categorically decline after the child confesses to you.
Through the TV screen, Mono heard and witnessed it all, he was completely mad! Even though you rejected the child, Mono still feels resentful.
Mono knows this kid will definitely try to steal you away from him! They must have the guts of a tiger to do that!
Mono emerges from the TV and walks towards the two of you standing at a terrifying speed, before you can stop Mono, he pulls you behind him and glares at the kid.
"What do you think you're doing? You think I'm an idiot? How dare you flirt (Y/N) when you already know she's mine? Your brain doesn't have wrinkles right?" Mono said in a low voice, he slowly approached (C/N), his eyes were cold as if he was looking at a dying person.
(C/N) faltered when they felt the pressure Mono was exerting, they broke into a cold sweat as Mono got closer and closer to them.
"I can turn you into The Viewer, keep you glued to the TV for the rest of your life, or throw you to The School and let The Teacher tear you to pieces... Or should I put you on The Maw? I have an old friend there, she must be really hungry, and I guess my friend will like the taste of you!" Mono laughs wickedly, you shiver at what Mono has to say.
"Well, which one do you want to choose?" Mono bends down slightly to look (C/N) straight in the eye, his frenzy makes both you and (C/N) tremble.
"Mono, stop now!" You pull Mono back before he can touch (C/N), you look at the trembling (C/N) with an apologetic look.
The kid looked like he was about to faint from fear, even though they were wrong to try to flirt with someone who already had a boyfriend, they were still just a kid. Everyone makes mistakes when they're young, it's just that this kid was so unlucky that the person they pissed off was Mono. Most kids in Pale City know Mono is totally obsessed with you and he's a very jealous person.
"I'm so sorry, (C/N)... I know you have feelings for me, but I'm Mono's girlfriend, I can't betray him." You sigh, "I don't think we should be together anymore, thanks for helping us all this time, we should say goodbye here."
Mono relaxes his shoulders a little and chuckles, Mono holds his head up triumphantly when he hears what you have to say. You find it a bit funny at Mono's childish reaction, besides, you're glad he's calmed down.
(C/N) opened their mouths like they wanted to say something, but when they were stared at by Mono's murderous eyes, they just stammered apologetically apologized and ran for their lives.
You feel guilty for causing (C/N) to suffer from Mono's threats, the incident that may have haunted them. After all, it's because you are too subjective and don't believe what Mono said from the beginning.
Luckily they got away safely, at least Mono hasn't done anything to them yet...
♡ "Mono, I know you're angry, but what you did just now was just too much!" You turned your head to glare at Mono, "I can handle it, I rejected them and they listened to me too. You're too impatient to suddenly raise your voice to threaten them."
"But... They want to take you away from me! I'm so scared I'll lose you, I don't want to be alone again..." Mono hugged you and mumbled in a choked voice, "Don't be mad at me, (Y/N), I'm just too scared to lose you..."
"Besides, it's their fault for trying to get close to you, they obviously know you're my girlfriend, but they still insist on flirting with you like I'm invisible." Mono growled, eyes filled with unrelenting anger.
"Mono, you know I would never betray you." You rub Mono's hand and gently kiss the back of his hand, making Mono blush.
"But... But they're still wrong..." Mono still managed to add, even though his anger was almost extinguished by the kiss just now.
"Okay okay, they knew it was wrong and now that they're gone, you should calm down too." You pat Mono's paper bag, not forgetting to emphasize, "Also, don't do anything sneaky behind my back. I know you're a vengeful person, if I find out what's wrong with (C/N), then don't beg for my forgiveness."
Mono was stunned for a moment as if his intentions had been seen through, but the next moment, Mono shook his head wildly.
"What are you talking about? Don't talk like I'm a bad person! I'm just warning them, all I just said was a lie, I won't do such cruel things."
Inwardly, Mono sneered. Mono doesn't want you to be afraid of him, if he does those things... Then it will all be done in the dark, and you will never know.
I'm very, very sorry for the delay! (꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ) Besides, I haven't finished writing The Runaway Kid yet because I don't have any ideas, I'll add it later. I think the title should be changed to "When you get separated and they find you".
❖ Yandere Little Nightmares x Fem! Reader — 《When you get separated》 ❖
Requested by Annie201018 :「What happens if a monster ends up following the yanderes into wherever they put the reader and then they end up being separated?」
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☆『Mono』☆
"... (Y/N)?" Mono stood dumbfounded in the doorway, staring at the empty room.
You and Mono are stuck in school, your leg is twisted after you fall from above, so the two of you are forced to stop. Mono decides to go find a TV so the two of you can get out of here. Worried that you would be in danger if you went with him, Mono left you here and waited for him. Before that, Mono had thoroughly checked the surrounding area, he had to make sure it was a really safe place before letting you stay.
But after Mono found the TV and returned to pick you up, he was greeted by an empty room and deadly silence.
"(Y/N), where are you? (Y/N)!" Mono walked around the room, rummaging and checking every nook and cranny. Under the table, no. Under the bed, no...
You're not here, you're not here too...
With each passing minute, Mono was shaking more and more violently, his breathing began to become irregular, the electric lights in the school were flashing because of the growing fear in Mono's heart.
You are not here, where have you gone? How can you leave without him noticing? No, you will not go out of the room without Mono's permission, you never do that, and you are still injured. So that means... Someone took you away from him. Someone tracked the two of you and kidnapped you when Mono left.
Who did it? The Teacher? The Bullies? How dare they?
He has to find you, you must be very scared and panicking, Mono can't leave you alone in fear!
Mono suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, Mono's shoulders trembled with anger that was slowly eating away at his mind like like silkworms devouring mulberry leaves.
I will not forgive them! If they dare to hurt you... Mono walks out of the room, grabs the hammer from the wooden floor and drags them down the hallway. The Bullies immediately pounced on Mono when they heard the noise he made, Mono didn't even tiptoe like usual. He growled fiercely as he swung his hammer to smash their heads.
"Don't waste my time!" Mono tracks down The Bullies, he suspects that they are the culprits who captured you.
Where? Where are you? Where do they hide you?
Mono has been looking for you for a very long time, it can be said that he has walked around the school and searched every corner, he even met The Teacher, but Mono still can't find you, you seem to disappear into nothingness.
Maybe you were... No! Impossible! Mono immediately shook his head in denial as a guess flashed through his mind. There's no way you're dead! Surely you are locked somewhere and waiting for him to save you! So he has to be faster, faster... Mono can't let you down.
Mono gasped as his anxiety and anger grew more and more intense, he looked around, just wanting to quickly find you and make sure you're okay. It's been a long time since Mono last felt lonely and lost, since meeting you, he's used to having you by his side. Your crisp laughter always reassures him, your gentle voice makes Mono's heart flutter, and the hugs you give Mono every time he wants to be cuddled by you... Mono has almost forgotten how terrifying loneliness is, now, once again alone, Mono finds it really hard to breathe.
Mono smashed through the crumbling old door with two blows of the hammer, and when he saw you lying there, with blood dripping from your forehead, Mono's mind blank, he dropped the hammer in his hand.
"(Y/N)?" Mono let out a trembling voice.
You don't respond to him, you just lie there, motionless and making no sound, as if you were dead. That thought made Mono panic.
"(Y/N)!" He staggered forward, almost tripping over his own feet. Mono reached out his trembling arms to hug you, he didn't dare to hug you too tightly, as if you were some fragile object.
Witnessing the red liquid flowing on your forehead made Mono's heart skip a beat, he opened his mouth and closed his mouth again, not daring to check if you were alive or... dead.
Mono hesitated for a few seconds, before he put his hand under your nose to check.
"You're alive... You're alive! Oh man! Ha ha... Ha ha ha..." Mono's eyes brimmed with tears, feeling as if he might be jumping for happy right now.
How lucky you are to be alive. Mono breathed a sigh of relief, his fear gradually subsided. You're not dead, that's the most important thing.
Mono always carries bandages in his coat pocket, he treats your wounds quickly.
"I'm sorry for letting you stay, I'm sorry for leaving for so long and letting you get hurt... Don't be afraid, I'm here, (Y/N), I promise I'll never leave you alone again." Mono kissed your forehead lightly, he kept talking even though he knew you probably couldn't hear.
The feeling of joy at being lost and found again made Mono almost burst into tears. But then, he thought about the culprit that made you this way. Whether it's The Teacher or The Bullies, they all pay for what happened to you.
Mono's smile was gradually replaced by a look of hatred.
The ground began to shake violently, everything collapsed, the electric lights shattered, the deafening noise echoed throughout the school... Mono hugged you and smiled with satisfaction when he watched.
☆『Six』☆
"(Y/N), look what I've found." Six walked into the damp room, holding a paper bag containing food and clean water in her hand.
She knows you are starving, last night's fever has made you completely exhausted, you have been sleeping since last night. Watching you groan from hunger is something Six hates, That's why she doesn't mind climbing the upper floors to find as much food for you. Of course, Six has thoroughly checked the quality of the food, making sure it's not human flesh and still fresh enough for you to eat, Six never wants you to get a stomachache.
But when Six smiles and walks into the room, she sees only a messy room, the furniture is scattered everywhere, it looks like the place has just been swept by a hurricane.
Most importantly... Six doesn't see you in the room.
Six's smile instantly disappears when she realizes you're not in the room. Fear invades Six's heart, her usual calm demeanor is almost broken, but Six tries to reassure herself so she can think things through. She can't panic, she needs to calm down and go find you.
You are feverish and hungry, you cannot leave in that condition. Furthermore, looking at the chaotic state of the room, someone must have entered the room and taken you away. Six could tell it wasn't the chefs because she had just returned from the upstairs kitchen, the twins were still busy cooking for The Guests. It can't be The Lady either because she never goes to the bottom floors of The Maw...
Only The Janitor remains.
After identifying the target, Six frowns. She was once captured by The Janitor so she knew where the children would be taken, they would be sent to the kitchen to be processed into food for The Guests.
Fear once again flared up inside Six, but she quickly quelled it.
Don't panic! It's not all over yet! Six did not want to waste any more time, she immediately left the room to go to The Janitor's work area.
I won't lose you, I won't lose you... Six keeps repeating in my head. It didn't take her long to get to the room The Janitor used to keep the children.
After determining The Janitor is not here, Six hastily climbs into the room through the vent and searches for your whereabouts. The cages were stacked on top of each other, filling the room, and there were plenty of other children being held here, too, but Six wasn't in the mood to care about them.
Where are you? Where are you (Y/N)? Six looks around searching, she climbs on top of the other cages to get a better view, finally unable to contain her panic when she don't see you.
Why are you not here? Where are you? Where did that monster take you? (Y/N), (Y/N)... Six gradually lost her mind as she thought about the worst that could happen to you.
"Six..."
Your weak voice is like a ray of light shining straight into Six's heart, the darkness that is slowly enveloping her is immediately dispelled. Six froze for a few brief seconds, before she ran straight towards the table in the corner where you were hiding. You're sitting under the table huddled with cold, your face red from the fever that hasn't receded, when Six sees you're still alive, the rock that's weighed down on her shoulder is finally lifted.
"(Y/N)!" Six hugs you, startling you a little, but her warmth and natural scent make you feel safe, you let Six hold you tight in her arms.
"(Y/N), you're alive, you're alive..." Six used her trembling hands to cup your face, she pressed her forehead to yours and whispered your name in joy, "I thought I lost you... I was scared when I realized you were taken away, (Y/N)."
The more Six talks, the more shaken than before, just thinking about you dead is enough to scare her to the point of choking.
"Shh, don't be afraid, I'm here. I'm alive and right here." You comfort Six by patting her back, "Thanks for looking for me, Six."
You know Six must have panicked when she came back and you were nowhere to be found, she even came all the way here looking for you, you were touched even though you also felt that Six was too reckless. But you know Six is such a person, she is always overly worried and protects you like you are a newly hatched chicken, today's incident will definitely leave an obsession in Six's heart.
"It's dangerous here, we should go..." You take the initiative to pull away from Six's hug, you mumble before covering your mouth with a big cough, your voice is hoarse as if you haven't talked in a long time. Damn fever!
"(Y/N), your leg!" Six suddenly exclaimed in fear when she noticed the abnormality, your leg is bleeding!
A bloody wound was just above your left ankle, as if something had just pierced your ankle. Six hastily tore off her inner shirt to bandage you, her hands trembled as she realized how much blood you had lost. Your face was a deadly white, she should know it's not just because you're cold...
You almost forgot your wound, the terrible cold of The Maw numbs your body, you almost no longer feel pain. That's the wound The Janitor inflicted on you when you try to escape.
You look at Six and you see her face turning pale with fear.
"We... We can take care of that wound later, let's leave quickly, The Janitor will be back soon!" You nudge Six on the shoulder to urge it on, but Six doesn't move, she just stares at you with her sharp eyes, you realize Six is indignant, extremely indignant. But Six's anger is not directed at you.
"Six, don't worry, the wound will get better after cleaning..." You stroke Six's cheek while trying to calm her down. Six rubs her cheek against your palm, feeling the warmth and listening to your soft voice, which always makes her feel comfortable and at ease.
"Put this on, you need to be warm." Six takes off her yellow raincoat and puts it on you, you blink in surprise while Six pulls the hood of the raincoat over your head. This is the first time you see Six take off that raincoat...
Before you can react, Six suddenly picks you up, and you're out of breath, instinctively hugging her neck. You don't expect Six to have the strength to pick you up as easily as a stuffed animal, maybe it's because you're so skinny, or maybe Six is stronger than you think...
"Don't be afraid, I'll bring you back safely. No one can hurt you again, I promise."
I will kill everyone who dares to hurt you. Six's eyes are filled with obsession and madness, but you don't notice it because you're rolling your eyes away from Six.
You are embarrassed by your and Six's intimate position, your face turns red when you realize Six's lips are only about a centimeter from yours, you can even feel your lips and hers grazing each other for a brief second...
You hide your face in Six's shoulder, your head is dizzy but not from the fever, you don't want Six to find out that you're embarrassed...
❖ Yandere Mono x Fem! Reader —《When you save their life and their reaction afterwards》❖
☆『Mono』☆
Mono is always vigilant and he is also very confident in his own abilities. Mono's confidence is not unreasonable either, he has enough stamina to be able to run and climb non-stop. And don't forget Mono's superpowers, he can use it as an ace, when in danger, he only needs a TV to teleport somewhere else.
Mono is strong both physically and mentally, it's not just luck that he's survived until now, it's simply because Mono is a very resilient boy. Mono always holds his head high whenever he proudly tells you about his accomplishments, such as defeating The Doctor or The Thin Man (himself).
But no one has never made a mistake, of course Mono is not an exception. You know that Mono can be a bit subjective sometimes because of his over-confidence. And it was Mono's subjectivity that resulted in two of you almost died at the hands of The Teacher.
Mono didn't pay attention to the location he would go to when teleporting over to the TV, so instead of a secluded and safe place as usual, the two of you accidentally fell out of a TV hanging overhead. Fortunately, there are soft mattresses where you two landed. But you get panicked again as soon as you realize where the two of you are at the bedroom of The Bullies, worse than The Teacher standing right there, watching the "students" with a ruler in her hand.
The Teacher spotted the two of you almost immediately, she let out a shrill scream and The Bullies suddenly got up out of bed, chasing after you and Mono. Mono grabs your hand without hesitation and he drags you down the hallway, the two of you dodging traps and trying to find a TV or some other way out.
Perhaps your luck is still on, as Mono has finally found a TV set in the corner, flashing red lights indicating it's still working. But it's not turned on yet, there's a remote on the side table, the problem is that Mono will need time to climb onto the table and get the remote to turn on the TV, he won't be able to do it if he gets The Bullies chase.
You need to extend the time for Mono.
Your eyes move around, you are looking for something that can be used as a weapon, and you immediately notice an ax stuck on the wooden door. Without hesitation, you jerk your hand away from Mono's and run towards the ax.
"(Y/N)! It's dangerous, get back here!" Mono shouted your name in panic, pure fear taking over his mind. On reflex, Mono reached out to pull you back, but you quickly pushed Mono's hand away and pointed towards the TV.
"I'll buy you time, grab the remote to turn on the TV!" You say aloud, Mono tries to pull you back, but you don't care and rushes towards the ax.
You jump up to grab the handle of the ax, you have to swing back and forth a few times to let the ax fall to the ground.
Mono bites his lips so tightly that he bleeds, although he doesn't want you to have to fight alone with The Bullies, but Mono knows now that he has to turn on the TV, then both of you can escape.
He needs to hurry! He has to turn on that damn TV!
Mono used the fastest speed ever to climb onto the table, he tried to keep himself from distracted by you, but the noise coming from behind still made him unconsciously shiver.
Stop shaking, focus you idiot! Mono shook his head vigorously.
The Bullies surround you and try to grab you, you repeatedly swing the ax to smash their porcelain heads, you have opened a path towards the TV. Thankfully, The Bullies seem to have all of their attention on you, and Mono has smoothly left their encirclement.
Oh man! This is terribly heavy! You are gasping for breath because of the weight of your oversized ax, your wrists and calves ache after just a few swings of an ax.
You wonder how Mono felt every time he fought with his giant ax and hammer, he even had to go a long way with them in hand, and you've never seen Mono complain about that...
"Got it!" Mono exclaimed happily as he held the remote in his hand. Mono turns on the TV without hesitation, the familiar screen appears, but Mono does not immediately leave, instead, he turns his head to call you.
"(Y/N), let's go!"
You raise your head to respond to Mono, but the scene ahead makes you dread dumbfounded. The Teacher was right behind Mono, her neck stretching like a snake, Mono hadn't even noticed yet!
Mono is in danger!
"Get out of there!" You push Mono aside just before The Teacher can grab him. Mono falls to the floor from being pushed so hard by you, but right now he doesn't care about the pain.
With all the strength you have, you swing your ax to slash The Teacher's head. Unfortunately, your speed is so slow, she dodges and immediately switches to attack you. You are almost bitten by The Teacher if Mono doesn't pull you into the TV in time.
Mono took the two of you to a safer place, of course he carefully checked the place they were going this time. You both fall on the floor, you are still panting, your heart racing with adrenaline. Mono is not much better than you, what just happened still shocked him.
Lucky for Mono because you were with him then, if Mono was alone, perhaps his body would have been cold in that school.
You're really glad you have a quick enough reflex to push Mono out...
"(Y/N)! Were you injured?" Mono frantically grabbed your shoulder after he calmed down.
"I'm okay, don't worry." You replied. Except for your wrist that hurts a bit from swung an ax, you're fine.
Mono is still not assured, he carefully examines you from top to bottom once. Finally, his eyes are fixed on the bloody cut on your lower leg.
"You're hurt!" Mono spoke in a high voice, his dark eyes filled with fear.
You didn't even know about the wound, maybe you accidentally injured yourself while swinging the ax around, you were too panicky and focused only on getting out of danger, adrenaline makes you forget all the pain. Now that you're safe, you finally feel the terrible pain radiating from your shin, and you wince in pain.
"Oh damn it..." You groan, the wound is deeper than you thought.
Unbelievable you are completely ignorant of it, you even ran the whole distance with a wound on your leg...
Mono instantly turns pale when he hears you groan, he frantically searches for first aid supplies to help you stop the bleeding. Unfortunately, this apartment is nothing more than a TV, a dusty sofa and a collapsed bed.
"Wait a minute, I'll go find some medicine and bandages! Stay here and wait for me to come back." Mono gently helped you sit down on the sofa, then he hurriedly ducked into the TV again.
Mono returned after only a few minutes with a box of bandages and alcohol in hand, you guess Mono went to the hospital to find them.
"Thanks, Mono..." You say in a weak voice.
Mono avoiding your eyes.
"... Don't thank me."
Mono helps you clean your wound in silence, his movements very gentle and careful, but you still hurt to the point of shaking. You instinctively pulled your foot back when Mono accidentally grazed your wound.
"Sorry! Did I hurt you?" Mono apologizes frantically, his reaction makes you feel as if you have been amputated or something...
"Don't worry, it's just my body's natural response." You shake your head in reply and smile reassuring Mono, you don't want to make him worry.
Mono wrapped the bandages for you and chirped non-stop, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will be alright, everything will be all right..."
You stare at Mono, you feel he's comforting himself, not you, because you're not really panicking at all, the only one scared here is Mono.
You decided not to say anything and let Mono deal with your wound, you also noticed Mono's regretful eyes, you knew he was blaming himself for endangering you. Honestly, Mono was really wrong in this case, he was too subjective and accidentally put both of you in danger. But you also don't want to blame Mono, you know he didn't mean to do it, Mono also really regrets it and will never make this mistake again.
"I'm terribly sorry, (Y/N)..." Mono bit his lip, he lowered his face, letting his long bangs cover his eyes. Mono said in a choked voice, "I put you in danger! I was so subjective, I'm an idiot, I should have paid more attention! You almost got killed just for saving me! I..."
"Stop blaming yourself, Mono. Everyone made mistakes, and we're still alive, that's the most important thing. You just need to stop being so subjective." You interrupt Mono, you don't want to hear him blame himself.
If you were injured for saving Mono, you definitely won't regret it, it's the decision you've made so you have to take responsibility for it yourself. Anyway, you feel it is the right thing to do, if you have the right to choose again, you will still choose to save Mono in spite of the danger.
"There won't be a next time, I'll always be careful, I promise!" Mono grabs your hand tightly and assures you in an affirmative voice.
"Even if you have superpowers, you shouldn't be arrogant, considering today's accident is a lesson for you. Keep in mind, we're not always as lucky as we are today." You patted Mono's shoulder, the child said nothing, he just stared at you with a complicated expression.
"Aren't you mad at me?" Mono stammered slightly.
You shrug and roll your eyes, "If I said no, that would be a lie. But you saved me anyway, I won't be angry at the person who saved my life."
Actually, you see Mono saved you so many times, you owe him too much...
Mono just stared at you without replying.
"By the way, I also want to ask you a few questions." You suddenly remembered your question.
"... Huh?" He finally talks instead of just staring at you.
"Do you get tired or hurt your hand every time you use the ax or hammer?" You cleared your throat, deciding to change the subject to make the atmosphere less tense.
Mono gets confused when you suddenly ask an unrelated question, but he still honestly replies, "Of course I do, especially since I have to use them most of the time."
As if thinking of something, Mono suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Wait, why are you asking that?"
"I used an ax to fight The Bullies today, and then I think about how you feel..." You smiling sheepishly.
"What? Did you have a pain in your hand?" Mono only notices the front side of the sentence, he immediately grabs your wrist to check. You try to pull your hand back, but Mono holds your hand too tightly.
"Just a little tired, but I realize that fighting is really terrifying and dangerous. You always protect me without ever complaining, even if you get hurt... I feel so heartless because I have never asked you about this, you must have been very tired."
"From now on, please let me know if there's anything I can do to help."
Mono looking you straight in the eye for a few seconds before he lowered his head again.
"... Don't say that, I never mind, actually I'm happy to protect you." Mono shyly scratches his cheek, he averts his gaze and fixes his eyes on the floor.
You chuckle as you flicker Mono's forehead, "You didn't notice but I did! Thank you for always protecting me, Mono."
Mono was stunned, his cheeks flushes like a fever, his heart beating fast like a drum.
"Next time let me help you! We can work together to defeat monsters!" You took Mono's hand and said.
Mono's smile disappeared as soon as he heard you say that, his embarrassed expression was immediately replaced by fear, Mono raised his voice to protest at you immediately. Mono's reaction startles you.
"No! Once like today is enough!" Mono squeezed your hand, his shoulder blades shaking a little as he said, "Do you know how scared I was? Can you imagine how I felt?"
"Mono..." You spoke softly, trying to calm Mono down, but Mono didn't give you a chance to finish your sentence. He was like an angry animal, only screaming in anger.
"When you suddenly let go of my hand, I was so scared! And when you almost got killed by The Teacher... Just thinking about losing you and being alone again, I feel myself going crazy!"
Before you can comfort Mono, he jerks his head up and looks you straight in the eye.
"Promise me, never do that again."
"... But if I hadn't, you wouldn't have had time to turn on the TV." You sigh, "I have to do it for us, Mono."
"We can think of another way! We can find a hiding place or a different route! Anyway, it doesn't matter if it takes a little time!" Mono replied in a harsh tone, his eyes were bloodshot and his angry words were spat through clenched teeth. The lights in the room kept flashing because Mono's emotions were fluctuating, the air seemed to thicken, the whole room shook violently as if there was an earthquake, everything look like a slow motion movie.
You press your back against the back of the sofa and instinctively move away from Mono. Mono looks about to lose control again, this happened before when you were attacked by The Viewers. Mono has not been able to fully control his superpower, he easily loses control when he is too angry or sad, that's why Mono always tries to keep himself calm in all situations.
Mono was almost out of control, but when he saw that you were wary of him, Mono's anger immediately disappeared like a punctured balloon.
The lights come back on, the earthquake has stopped and you breathe a sigh of relief, you don't even realize you held your breath.
Mono never wants to scare you.
Mono looking down at the bandages wrapped around your legs, his voice sound low as if he was muttering, "I can't lose you, (Y/N). If you die, I definitely won't be able to control myself anymore. "
You know Mono isn't joking, because you know what kind of person Mono is.
He will be really mad.
You feel so lucky that you and Mono were able to escape The Teacher in time, if you were killed at that time, you can't imagine how Mono would react...
❖ Yandere Little Nightmares x Fem! Reader —《What type of yandere are they?》❖
☆『Mono』☆
♡ Mono is a protective and manipulative yandere.
♡ Mono is overly protective, he is always afraid for your safety and is paranoid all the time. Mono protects you and cares for you as if you were a flower made of glass. For him, anyone or anything could endanger you, well... Except for himself. Even if you show your strength and prove to Mono that you're not as weak as he thinks you are, Mono won't care and constantly babble about other potential dangers.
♡ "You'll be safe as long as you stay with me."
"All I do is for your safety."
That's definitely what Mono will say every time you deny his protections.
♡ Mono is so used to life full of risks, he understands how cruel and dangerous the world is, that's why Mono becomes paranoid with everything. He is wary of everyone and always oversees you, Mono is afraid that you will get hurt if he doesn't notice, or even die because of a small mistake by him.
♡ Also because of his extreme protective personality that Mono will always cling to you like a shadow, he will embankment beside you to ensure that you are always okay. Mono will prevent you from participating in his dangerous trips and leave you in a safe room, he will go in search of food and clothes for you. Mono never wanted you to join him. Don't worry, Mono has the power to do all of that on his own, after all, he's too used to living in this cruel world.
♡ Mono will also put sharp objects out of your reach, and never dream that Mono will let you come into contact with someone he doesn't trust.
♡ Therefore, your life will be associated with familiar warnings, such as "don't touch this" or "don't get close to that"... You might be pissed off about it, but even if you yell and tell Mono to stop, he will just keep repeating that all he does is to protect you.
♡ Though Mono doesn't admit it himself, he is actually a manipulative yandere. Mono will not allow you to do what he does not want you to do, prevents you from getting close to anyone he suspects, your food must also be found by him himself... Mono makes all the decisions for you and insists that he himself is doing the right thing, even if you don't like it.
☆『Six』☆
♡ Six is a type of obsession and possession yandere. Six is a person who tends to become violent when she is angry, and she is also quite erratic.
♡ Six is completely obsessed with you, she adores you, calls you "my angel". In Six's eyes, you are the perfect creature, all the flaws you possess become invisible in her eyes. Anyone who denies your perfection will incur the wrath of Six. Frankly, Six is completely crazy about you, although she doesn't show it too clearly through her facial expressions, she doesn't like to say a lot of sweet things, but Six's actions are enough to show her love.
♡ Like Mono, Six is concerned about you all the time and never wants to leave you out of her sight. But Six is not so paranoid, she believes you have the power to protect yourself when she's not around. However, Six will still advise you not to leave her too far, who knows in advance whether you might be attacked or not.
♡ Six is also an possessive yandere, she is hostile to everyone who dares to approach you, Six will show discomfort and warn them to leave immediately. She can even attack them if they refuse to stay away from you, after all, Six is quite violent.
♡ Best not to upset Six, although she has a lot of patience with you, but Six can still hurt you if she is really angry.
☆『Runaway Kid』☆
♡ Seven is a type of dependent and submissive yandere. Overall he's a pretty easy yandere to deal with, at least until he gets mad. You know, the gentle person when angry is terrible...
♡ Seven depends on you. Unlike Six and Mono, he is the type of person who has low self-esteem and is passive in love. Seven doesn't like to control you, instead, this boy just follows you like a tail. Seven always feels that he is not good enough and not strong enough, so he is always afraid that you will leave him one day. Therefore, Seven always tries to be brave in front of you.
♡ Seven is completely submissive to you, he will do everything you have told him to do, even if it is a seemingly wrong or extremely difficult act, Seven simply does not care. His purpose is to make you smile and always be happy, Seven will find ways to please you and play tricks to make you laugh.
♡ Although Seven is a shy yandere, he is sometimes quite demanding. Sometimes, just one hug from you is enough to make him smile happily all day, but there are times when Seven will want you to cuddle him more.
♡ Despite being quite shy, Seven is still a yandere. Seven will still be jealous when you're close to someone other than him. Seven is easygoing yandere because he will not prevent you from making friends, but all should just stop at two words "friends", which cannot be more. Seven can have a lot of patience and is easy to tolerate when you get along with others without his permission, but that doesn't mean Seven's not angry either.
Seven won't say anything when you want to make friends, but if the feelings go beyond friendship, or you spend too much time with your friend and accidentally (or intentionally) ignore Seven, Seven will definitely intervene. He didn't show his displeasure on the surface, instead, Seven hid his dark thoughts deep in his heart and would deal with the rivalry later. He can even tell you what he did and expect your compliments. Don't worry, Seven will never vent anger on you, he will just assume you have been lured and then pour all the sins on the other person's head. After all, in Seven's eyes, you are always innocent.
♡ You better not be too grieved at that person's death, otherwise Seven will go mad at you as well. You can't predict what Seven will do when he goes mad...
❖ Yandere Little Nightmares x Fem! Reader —《When you want to leave them》❖
Start with reluctant companionship, but then you and them get closer and you realize they don't want you to leave. But unfortunately you can't stay, you have your own goals, you decide to say goodbye to them...
☆『Six』☆
♡ Six loves you so much and she certainly won't like it at all. Six is very stubborn, she will insist on not let you go, she will scare you, warn you that she will do terrible things if you leave her, Six might even lower the me to beg you to stay. Certainly Six's actions will surprise you, because you don't think someone with high self-esteem like Six would lower herself for you, but that still doesn't stop you from resolutely determined to leave.
When you make that decision, Six will stare at you with a cold and deadly gaze, she will go mad, anger will scorch her mind, Six will do everything to make you stay, even if she has to injure you.
♡ "I really don't want to hurt you." Six muttered in a sad tone of voice as if she were feeling very guilty. Six tenderly caressed your cheeks, her love-filled gaze giving you goosebumps.
"You are the one forcing me to do this." Six said as she held up the sharp knife in her hand. The last thing you know is pain coming from your right leg...
☆『Mono』☆
♡ Mono will be confused and then fall into panic. He always knows that sooner or later you will have to leave, that's the fear that always haunts Mono. Since Mono hates loneliness, he doesn't want to lose you, especially after Mono realizes his feelings for you get bigger and bigger... Mono's secret love gradually turns into an obsession, then he realized he wouldn't be able to bear it if he lost you.
♡ Mono thinks you want to abandon him, betray him, and Mono will definitely stop you at all costs. Like Six, Mono is a stubborn person so he won't let you go. Mono has many ways to keep you with him, like locking you in a closed room. He will go find food for you, put lots of toys and books in the room so that you can entertain yourself in times of boredom, Mono will definitely take good care of you.
♡ With his superpowers, Mono can guarantee that you will always be safe, no one can rob you from him.
♡ When you try to escape from Mono and succeed, he will frantically chase you, every time you think you have escaped Mono's surveillance and are safe, Mono will suddenly appear from one of the The TV is near you and grabs you.
♡ "I said we were never going to be apart, remember?" Behind the paper bag, Mono smiles sweetly at you, before you can scream, he pulls you inside the TV, back to your "cage".
☆『Runaway Kid』☆
♡ Seven will think that you hate him, he blames himself for being too weak and useless, he doesn't have super powers like Mono and isn't as brave as Six, which is definitely the reason why you get bored and want to leave him.
♡ Seven will beg you to stay, promising you that he will become stronger and more useful, but you don't listen to Seven and still want to leave. That is when Seven is enveloped by despair, he is drowned in sadness and will go crazy, Seven can do everything he can to make you stay.
♡ Seven will let you go, he acts indifferent as if he is not grieving. But Seven will stealthily follow you and watch your every action like a stalker, he waits until you lose your guard before breaking out of hiding place and knocking you out.
♡ Seven locks you in a safe room, where only you and him are. Seven provides you with food, clothing, and even dust-covered toys he finds. Seven will not be angry even if you yell and try to escape, he will simply chain you in a corner and will probably starve you if you are too stubborn. Better yet, you should learn to behave obediently if you don't want to be left in hunger by Seven.
