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listed taboo & dark ideas I write: voyeurism, dubcon, noncon, age gap relationships, teacher x student, MILF/DILF, older man x younger woman, older woman x younger man, bullying, misogyny, sexism, blackmail, coercion, slut shaming, assault, degrading, arranged marriage, toxic relationships, yandere tropes like stalking, one sided love, kidnapping and forced marriage, implied murder, and implied rape.
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OLD RQ: âperhaps a continuation of that Aizawa x female student, this time where they're in a secret relationship by now and she's about to graduate school. Perhaps they celebrate with him letting her take the lead, and she surprises him by taking his weapon and using it on him? Extra extra smutty please with cuddling at the end.â
-> Part One â Shouta Aizawa x student! fem reader [ REPOST ] â cw:: age difference, reader is an adult but aizawa is older, taboo relationship, formally teacher x student, scarf use during s*x, Iâm bad at continuations lol
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Your footsteps were in a fast pace at this point, there was no stopping for anything! Your destination was the only thing that kept you going....
You graduated a couple weeks ago as a licensed pro hero. Becoming an upcoming pro hero had its ups and down. Oh, and on top of that, you were also secretly dating your former teacher, Aizawa Shouta.
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In hindsight, you honestly shouldâve known better. Your teenage hormones got the better of you when you immediately pined after Aizawa once you graduated and technically no longer his student.
You expected to get turned down and firmly lectured that it was a one time thing between you two and that this relationship wasnât gonna be expanded upon whatsoever
......is what would have happened in another universe...
Here you were, finally in front of his doorstep... A nervous pit in your stomach was growing, wondering if Aizawa would appreciate you knocking on his door unexpectedly with no heads up...
Before you could second-guess yourself, the door was unlocked and revealed Aizawa, who was wearing his casual clothes. Now you remember what your initial plan was...
He called out your name with a confused tone. Certainly not expecting to see you today. âWhat are you doing here?â Sceptic as always. Aizawa crossed his arms, waiting for a response.
âI was wondering if we could do something....together.â You wanted to give him the hint that what you wanted was something more.....intimate. But this was Aizawa. So you needed to be blunt with him.
âI donât think we can, (y/n). Besides, the press would have a field day knowing that Iâm hanging around a female pro hero, alone...â
You were getting impatient. âNot in public, obviously! Just to hang out in your apartment...and do stuff....â You tried to hit the nail on the head with the word âstuffâ. And judging by Aizawaâs change in demeanor, I think you got through to him...
He sighed and silently smirked a little. âAlright, what did you have in mind...?â
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You two made your way to his room, sitting on the bed together to talk up what youâve been waiting for...
âCan I.....be top?â You honestly couldnât really think of a good way to put it.
Aizawa has always been the one to dominate the intimate side of the relationship.
You were just too shy for your own good to even try to initiate something or give orders so ruthlessly in the bedroom. So to not embarrass yourself, you let Aizawa do all the heavy lifting.
But recently, youâve been more comfortable around Aizawa enough to tell him what you want in the bedroom without fear of being embarrassed anymore. Heck, one time you even pounce onto him, begging him for sex!
Ever since then, youâve craved to be in control and call all the shots during sex at least one time! And you picked now to be the perfect day.
Meanwhile Aizawa chuckled in amusement, seeing you so eager to try something new in the bedroom was a sight to see. He had to admit, he was a little curious to see what you were capable of in the dominanting department.....
He obliged with your request, cheekily. But before he could freshen up, you stopped his tracks.
âWait! Can I use your scarf.....?â
"..."
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âIs this good~?â The sultry yet innocent tone coming from her was gonna be the death of him. All he did was play along and submit to her.
Before he could speak, his breath hitched from the tightness of scarf. She was using it for all itâs worth and had him right in her clutches. Speaking of clutches......
âAhâ!â He gritted his teeth from the sudden tightness to now a low groan from the small pleasure he was getting from it.
âIs this good, Mr. Aizawa~?â She spoke up again. Damn it! She was still milking this innocent-kinky persona she had going on to keep Aizawa in his place, and boy was it working!
He wanted to just escape from her wrath, push her down so that he was on top and ravage her on the spot! Who knew all this edging would get him off and crave to be inside her more than ever!
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An hour passed since the following. Now here you both were, huddled together embracing each otherâs warm bodies despite a blanket covering you both from head to toe.
Only soft breathing and silence filled the room. Aizawa turned his head, only to see you had fallen asleep within minutes. Guess being on top can get a lot out of you...
Can I request how yandere Leon would handle rejection? Like, reader constantly rejecting him until he snaps? Would he nonon reader if the rejection continues?
If you could make him a little pathetic, Something like he would actually cry from the rejection or cry from anger, hehe, I'll love you for the rest of my life đ
Yandere! Leon S. Kennedy x Reader
tw: noncon, no penetration, yandere, age difference (reader is 18 and Leon is 27), sexual harassment, isolation, incel behavior, power imbalance, victim blaming, masturbation, cum marking, noncon kissing, "nice guy" Leon
All characters depicted are 18+
The gig was easy enough for one Leon Scott Kennedy; he just had to save a girl from some creepy giant castle full of death traps, and that girl just so happened to be the president's only daughter. Yeah. Real easy. Leon was dreading having to babysit some brat in a fortress of zombies and booby traps... That was until he laid his eyes on the girl for the first time, and he was smitten.
At first Leon thought the girl liked him too with the way she smiled and giggled, looking up at him with those cute, trusting eyes as he tells her that he's here to help, showing off his skills when he lands a perfect headshot on a monster. But... when Leon works up the nerve to actually make a move on her, leaning in close with his hand lingering on her shoulder too long to be strictly process, she tenses up, subtly rejecting him by pulling away and asking him about the situation, leaving her confused by her rejection, by her teasing.
Leon backs off for a while, not wanting y/n to complain about him to the president of all people, knowing that delivering her back safely might not be enough to spare him the doting father's wrath, but that doesn't mean his looks stop. It's subtle at first; glancing at her chest when he's sure she isn't looking, or insisting she goes up the ladders before him so that he can get a good view of what's underneath that short skirt. But soon enough, just looking isn't cutting it for Leon anymore, and being cooped up in some dusty old castle in the middle of nowhere isn't helping matters.
Leon doesn't want to just pin her down and attack her like some brute, he's a good guy after all, and doing something like that to such an important lady would make him no better than the crazed zombies prowling about, but he can't exactly keep his hands to himself anymore. After they get some reprieve in a safe room, Leon makes his move. He praises her for being such a brave girl, she's barely cried at all since the last monster attack despite being so scared, and he rewards her bravery with a sweet kiss on the lips, a knight in shining armor kissing his princess... until she pushes him away...
Leon feels absolutely humiliated at this rejection, feeling like the biggest idiot for misreading her signals. But that humiliation quickly morphs into frustration and anger. He has been nothing but kind and helpful to her, risking life and limb for her on multiple occasions while she uselessly cowered away from the monsters. He deserves a reward for all of his hard work and sacrifices, and this is the thanks he gets? Rejection and a scared look in her eyes? This isn't fair. This isn't acceptable. And this isn't going to slide.
Tears sting at his eyes and blur his vision as he pushes her down before she can even react, although even he himself can't tell if these tears are from anger or sadness at her constant rejection, but what he does know is that he's horny, he's been horny since they first met last week, and her constant dismissal of his advances has only exasperated his condition. This is all her fault, and it's time for the spoiled brat to clean up her own messes for once in her life.
He won't force himself on her, he's a good guy, he'd never rape some defenseless girl. But... he still needs to get off, and since she's been the one causing him all this grief it's only fair he uses her as an outlet. His sizable cock is already hard and leaking by the time he pulls it out. She screams at the sight but he gently assures her that she's safe, that he's not going to hurt her, he just needs her to stay still like a good girl while he... relieves all the tension she's been causing him. He jerks his cock while keeping her pinned down with his superior bulk, panting and grunting against her ear about how he really fucking wishes he was inside of her instead, but she being a bad, uncooperative girl, so his hand will have to do. After a long five minutes of him furiously beating his cock, he unloads right on the front of her shirt where those irresistible tits are, marking her as his in the most humiliating way.
Once he's done he'll pull his pants back up, feeling a mix of satisfaction, embarrassment, and a teeny bit of guilt. But even after all of that, she still follows him. He's not forcing her to come with him, but when the alternative is being left alone with monsters then there isn't really much choice at all.
Hiiiiii, I love supporting slasher fic writers âĽď¸ may I request Billy Loomis taking his shy s/oâs virginity? maybe some slight corruption kink and Billy wanting to take advantage of her innocence đł
Billy was always so pushy with his poor little girlfriend, wanting to move onto the physical stuff within weeks of starting their relationship, but y/n had gently turned him down every time. It wasn't because she didn't like him, she absolutely adored Loomis and still couldn't believe she was somehow dating such a cute guy, but she just wasn't ready for the physical side of things yet. Billy seemed to have been patient and understanding... until now...
It started off small, but still hurtful to sweet, sensitive y/n. First Billy would start making fun of her to Stu right in front of her face, telling his friend in great detail how squeamish she'd get whenever he tried copping a feel or kissing with tongue, his exaggerated stories always making Stu laugh even harder than he usually did. Billy also became a lot more cold whenever she'd reject his advances, making a show out of sighing heavily and saying how he should've known she didn't like him enough to put out.
Of course this hurts y/n's feelings, but she doesn't want to break up with Billy over it. After all, they're in love! They're going to be together forever! But she hates it when Billy gets so mean... and he's really cute, he could have any girl in the school but he was nice enough to choose her, so she should be grateful for that, or at least that's what Billy always told her, and she was really starting to believe it... So after agonizing over it for a long while, y/n finally decided to give Billy what he wanted.
The next time Billy tried slipping her the tongue and moving his hand too high up her thigh when they kissed, this time y/n didn't refuse of push him away, instead she simply took it without whining... much. Billy seemed pleasantly surprised by this, his eyes widening fractionally before a devious grin split his handsome face and he gently patted her head, as if rewarding a compliant little bitch for rolling over.
Billy is pretty happy that y/n is finally complying, but now that he's getting the one thing he wanted, Billy doesn't have to pretend to be nice anymore. He won't be straight up cruel... yet, but he'll be a lot more insistent, pushing her head down and pressing her face towards the tent in his pants in an unspoken demand for her to open wide, for lubrication of course! He wants it to be good for both of them. Billy being so sweet and considerate makes her innocent heart skip a beat, and she eagerly sucks him off, even if she doesn't like the sweaty taste.
He then pulls her off abruptly, declaring that he's ready now, even if she isn't. Billy conveniently forgot to bring a condom this time, but he pinky swears that he'll remember to pull out in time, and that he'll stop if it doesn't feel good for her, offering her that sweet and reassuring smile of his that made her fall for him in the first place.
He pushes into her gently, moaning when he hits bottom and feels her wrapped around his cock, groaning out quietly how good she feels and how he was waiting for too long for her to finally stop teasing and give it up already. He stays buried there for a long moment, and when he does start to finally move, he isn't exactly sweet anymore.
Once he's settled into the feeling of a hot vice around his cock, he'll start harshly thrusting into her, his hips battering against hers as he shows her the full extent of his lust love for her, despite her whines and pleas for him to slow down, and how she isn't ready yet, but Billy pays her whining no mind, talking her through it by telling her what a good girl she is and how tight she's gripping him, her pussy hugging his cock like she never wants to let him go. Further proof she was made just for him. Proof that she belongs to him, and since she's his that means she shouldn't complain about a little roughness.
Even though Billy promised that he'd pull out in time, she's just too tight for him to pull his cock out of her pussy in time, and he ends up cumming inside of her despite her protests of not being on the pill, by accident of course. Once he's gotten his rocks off he's a lot less nice, telling her to stop complaining and that she agreed to this, despite having just flagrantly disregarded her wishes.
The next day at school y/n can't help but notice a lot of her peers looking at her funny, especially Billy's own inner circle, but he insists that she's just imagining things and being "paranoid as usual", and she naively believes him, but a tiny part of her can't help but wonder if her sweet, sensitive boyfriend had decided to brag about her putting out for him to the entire school...
-> Part Two â Shouta Aizawa x student! fem reader [ REPOST ] â cw:: teacher x student, age difference, reader is 18 and a third year student
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You just had to be cute....
His mind always plagued with you. It started off as innocent, a small picnic, or perhaps sharing a hotel room together, you ordering room service annnnnnd cue the royalty free musicâ!
But things got WAY sinful, real fast.
Now his dream wandered about how cute youâd looks wearing all white lingerie. Or perhaps if youâd be bold enough to want to have sex in the classroom for some...extra credit.
âMr. Aizawa...?â
âHm?â He was caught off guard, he was so enthralled with his repressed imagination that he didnât notice you in front of him. Your eyes full of innocence and worry, the way you bit the bottom of your lip afterwardsâwas it ever so cute!
âThereâs something I should tell you...â He closely looked at how tensed you were, your body shifting back and forth out of a nervous habit. Something was on your mind...
âI feel like since itâs my last year, I might as well come clean before I regret it later on...â your tone was quivering and a string of nervous was felt in your stomach. You were obviously worried how he would take the news...
âI really...like you, Mr. Aizawa.â
Aizawa felt like a weight was lifted from his shoulders. You liked him??? He feel like he can easily breathe better now that youâd come out to say it first!
He just needed test her, to see if he can be sure.
âReally?â He hummed in response, getting a little closer to her.
âYeah...â Her face felt so hot and flushed from being this close to him! She honestly didnât expect it to go like this!
He pushed her hair back, away from her face. âWhat if I told you, I felt the same?â Hands trailed around her neck and arms.
âThen I guess I shouldâve confessed a lot more earlier....â She felt all giddy inside, she didnât want to wake from this amazing dream!
Aizawa just simply smirked at how cute and clever she was being. âNow thatâs taken care of...â He trailed off, looking around the empty classroom. âDo you want this now, or later?â
Not completely understanding what he means, you asked for more clarification.
âDo you mean...sex?â You felt awkward asking him about this, it was so forward and sudden, yet at the same time was so hot and dirty!
âYeah.â His voice was so deep and smooth so suddenly! It was like your teacher was a different person!
âThen, yes!â You beamed, a little too happy.
âI-I mean, Iâve never had sex so....I wonât be that good...â You stammered afterwards to let him know.
He gently grabbed your hand, caressing it ever so. âDonât worry, Iâll teach you the basics.â He said pulling you towards the desk....
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Your shirt was off, along with your panties. Meanwhile Aizawa was lowering his pants, seeing his noticeable tent poking out. You wonder if he can..fit.
You felt an immediate wet sensation on your clit. Not expecting Aizawa to go immediately down on you this quickly.
He stroked his tongue all around your wet cavern. You stiffened immediately, this was a totally new sensation for you! This was most definitely better than masterbating....
Besides tongue, you definitely felt a finger swerm in between your folds. And Aizawa really showed how experienced his fingers were, it was like he was playing you like heâs done this a million times.
This was your first time being eaten out, and he already knew all the right spots?!
You tried to hold back any moans, as you were worried of another teacher hearing you to see whatâs going on. While at the same time you were being fingered and tongue fucked by Aizawa, making it hard for you to really concentrate on anything!
âAh...A-Aizawaâ!â Oh how cute you sounded saying his name. Especially moaning it out also made it much cuter...
His callous hands wandered around your thighs, caressing them softy.
You soon felt your body was spazzing out from ecstasy and pleasure all at once! You swear you might pass out from all the stimulation...
He continued lapping your juices, hungrily. The way his beard was scratching your thighs was also something pleasant to feel that made you even more likely to explode. Speaking of explode....
âAh ~ Iâm...c-cummingâ!â You tried to warn Aizawa. Your body was soon numb, the last thing you could feel was your juices cascading down your pussy and inner thighs.
You were breathing heavily, your chest rising up and down. Aizawa soon popped his head up, and locked eyes with you. But something was off....
He looked at you shook as if he saw something. Did you something wrong...?
âHoly shit,â he breathed out, pushing his hair back. âYou squirted...â He lightheartedly chuckled a bit.
âIs that a bad thing..?â You asked in a string of worry, lifting your head a little.
He kissed your cheek. âNo, it just means I was doing something right.â He smiled cheekily.
Izuku Midoriya x bully! fem reader [ REPOST ] â cw:: bullying, harassment, abuse, blackmail, coercion, manipulation, implied dubcon
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Her eyes trailed every step he took, waiting for the right moment to engage him, somewhere where they wonât be disturbed...
Then, those all but cute and familiar red shoes he wore took a few steps towards the bathroom. And before class even started, it was perfect timing; there would be no other students to barge in.
You followed the green haired boy far behind, closing and locking the bathroom door after. Midoriya came out of the stall, about to wash his hands when.....
âY/N, this is the boys bathroom!â He protested in fear. He was all but confused why exactly you were here. âI know.â
âThen, c-could you please leave? Someone might come in and youâll get in trouble.â How sweet, he cares so much about you, even though you constantly berate him at every chance you get.
So cute.
Without a word, you walked closer to him. His breath hitched. Just what were you doing? âI have a video to show, and I just couldnât wait!â You smirked, a little too proud of what you wanted to show him.
âUm, okay...?â Rubbing the back of his head, nervously looking around the bathroom to see if anyone was still here. Completely unaware that you locked the door before coming in.
Scrolling through your phone, you found it. You raised the phone at his face, his reaction made it all the more better, you couldnât help but devilishly smile.
âW-where did you get that??! That was a private moment of me!!â The way he raised his voice was so cute. He was sweating bullets at what you had on your phone.
Your friends always loosely told you, how much of a sadist you probably are. Youâd be lying if you didnât say you were attracted to Deku. And tormenting Deku while he couldnât do a damn a thing about it sort of fulfilled that inner sadist in a sense. But this was more than just lightly jabbing him in the ribs, you had the opportunity to make him squirm in more ways than one.
âHuh, Iâd be a shame if the teachers knew what you were doing.â You played coy. âAnd those friends of yours.â A sadistic smirk was plastered on your lips. This was just too good.
âPlease, it was just a moment of weakness!â He protested, tears wielding in his eyes.
But you stayed quiet as you saw him try to plead with you to not show anyone.
âYou know whatâs funny?â
âI have quite a lot of followers, some of which go to UA...â he was getting confused, just what were you getting at?
âWhat if instead of showing your friends and teachers, Iâll just post it on my Twitter for everyone to see!â His eyes widen, he couldnât believe what you were proposing!
You couldnât help but laugh out loud, amusing yourself. âI mean, could you imagine the headlines for that video? Upcoming Pro Hero, Deku, goes more than a little âPlus Ultraâ!â
Midoriya put his head down in shame. âPlease donât share it! Iâll do anything!â There it was. Those three words you wanted to hear.
You bite your lip in anticipation, if only he knew..
âI have a couple of ideas...â You slurred your words out, Midoriya threw his head back up, knowing too well what you were going at.
You grabbed his wrist so suddenly and harsh, making his breath hitched in shock and in pain.
Your lips got closer to his ear and whispered your commands to him.
âN-No! I canât!â
âThen I guess you want that video to be leaked.â You harshly said, tightly gripping his wrist a little by each second. âO-Ouchâ!â He winced in pain, as your nails were scratching deeper into his skin, it was too much to take. âOk, ok!â He cried out, to get you to relese your grasp from him, a slight tear coming out of his eye.
âIâll......Iâll do it...â he couldnât believe the situation he put himself in. He wanted to kick himself in the back for not fighting back.
But what could he do to you? He knew how manipulative you were and how one step ahead you were with him.
He has no choice but to be on your good graces, he supposed...
âGood, cause I need you to do something for me.â You released your hands from him as if it never happened.
Midoriya was on his knees, gently rubbing the part of his wrist that had your nails all over it in the hopes of nursing it a little.
âL-like what...?â As much as he was submitted to you, he still had a slight hate in his tone, in which you didnât like one bit. But, you didnât have time to point it out right now.
You hummed, thinking of something. âWell, we are alone in a bathroom...â your smirk widened a little, meanwhile Midoriya put two and two together immediately.
In shock, he stood up, in hopes of protesting when he can.
âNo! S-someone might come in!â He cried out. Oh how little he knew....
âThe doorâs locked, Midoriya. I locked it before coming here. Iâm not stupid.â You crossed your arms in annoyance, rolling your eyes in the process.
Midoriya was silent after that. No one was going to barge in the bathroom to help him, he was stuck with you....
He suddenly felt a hand crawl around his neck, softly. He immediately looked to see that it was you. He was so lost in his brain that he didnât even notice you get so close to him.
He gulped, an empty pit in his stomach was crawling around. He knew the situation he was in and knew how trapped he was.
You however, couldnât have been more excited. You managed to push your breasts against his chest, to see what kind of a reaction youâd get from him. He gulped in response, his eyes were looking anywhere but you. You had to change that.
So you moved your hands from his neck to chin, and forcefully pulled his lips towards yours. âHmpâ!â Was all that escaped from his lips, as you roughly kissed his soft lips.
You released, as Midoriya tried gain as much breathe as he could. But you still werenât done with him...
âWe only have ten minutes till class starts.â You said as you pulled him into one of the bathroom stalls, alluding to more than just a kissedâŚ
WARNING ! The linked fanfics below contain dark content and uncomfortable works of fiction. There are various tags such as dubcon, noncon, murder, abuse, coercion, incest/stepcest, misogyny, sexism, and taboo relationships such as teacher x student. Donât like, donât read.
T R A N S F O R M E R S
M Y â H E R O â A C A D E M I A
Blackmail â Izuku Midoriya x Female Reader
Last Year Confession [PT 1] âShouta Aizawa x Female Reader
Last Year Confession [PT 2] â Shouta Aizawa x Female Reader
OLD RQ: âcould I request a yandere king cold x female arcosian reader dark smut story , the female is from the same race as cold and she is the mother of cooler and frieza, unlike her family she is quiet and submissive, she was force into an arranged marriage with cold and having to mated with him ?â
King Cold x alien! fem reader [ REPOST ] â cw:: dark content, dubious consent, smut, arranged and toxic marriage, toxic family relationship, trad wife life, alien reader, king cold has a big sausage
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âIt appears your body is ready for another youngling, my dear.â His deep voice came from behind, almost making you jump in your seat, his tone masks it for love and care but you know itâs just him telling you what he wants. Itâs not a suggestion, itâs an order.
This was just the married life with King Cold. Every alien race had a different way of conception and rituals to uphold, marrying into King Coldâs was an odd one for sure. According to his race: The male provides his seed to the female womb, and then moves on as usual. The females arenât allowed to roam free and are told to stay away from the battlefield. When you were pregnant with Cooler, it only lasted a year for your eggs to solidify to be pushed out of your womb, the scientists within the Cold Force take your eggs and put it in a cold dark refrigerated state as low as -190 C. The eggs must be put in a cold environment so that way the strongest younglings can hatch, the rest die from the cold or never hatch at all.
You have to push out about ten eggs, and they are not medium sized in the slightest.
It pains you, seeing you push out nine out of your womb knowing only one will survive. King Cold just reassured you that the ones that died were probably weak and deadweight. If he wants to reproduce, his younglings must be the strongest to rule after him.
But who were you to question your mateâs wishes. You assumed Cooler was getting too rebellious for his fatherâs liking and now Cold wants to sire another youngling.
I â Conception
Cold took you to his living quarters, and pinned you down using all his weight, his hands were heavy and large as he roamed your whole body, making you feel small and insignificant. He ripped your white cloak, exposing any modesty you had left. His large stature always towered over you as way to show you your place, and you always obeyed. You were just a female, you were small and not strong enough to have a battle form. King Cold could break you in half with his hands if he wanted to.
It was best to stay in line. Many females would love to bear King Coldâs younglings, I should be more grateful.
Cold always teased your wet folds using his long tail, the tip was sharp and uninviting. You remember crying during the first conception, not enjoying the way his ribbed tail tease your tight pussy, and Cold immediately pushed your head into the bed to muffle your cries.
Now you feel almost numb to it as he explored your inner walls, you winced a bit feeling the tip of his tail poke you and all your lover could do was chuckle darkly at your misery.
His tail was pulled back, and you were relieved for a few seconds until you felt to those familiar thick fingers invade your pussy, arching your back in shock. Cold continued his deep fingering, rubbing and exploring your wet and dripping folds. He was kind enough to prepare you for his seed later on, how nice.
This was going to be a long night for youâŚ
His cock was finally hard and revealed itself. It was massive and thick. You question how it to fit inside you before when you conceived Cooler.
âMm ready to be breed and filled, darling?â Cold chuckled darkly, the room was dark but you can see his devilish grin plain as day. You were soaked to your core and your body was aching after his tail teased your folds for hours.
âYes, my king.â Your voice was horse and tired, but you were obedient as always. Cold smirked underneath you, he remembers why he made you his bride in the first place.
You were made into the perfect mate for breeding.
His deep purple cock slammed inside you, making you gasp immediately, it hurt but the wetness helped it smoothly through. Tears were already welling up from your eyes as your core got used to his size again.
You practice everyday to prepare for his cock but your pussy always remained tight when his was shoved inside you.
Cold always hitched his breath in, deeply groaning as he felt how tight your walls clenched and pulled him in further. As a result his massive hands grasped your thighs, lifting them into a mating press until your body was bent and pushed into the mattress.
And your cute moans and grunts as he thrusted in and out of you was music to his ears! You were so small underneath him, his large shoulders shadowed underneath you that your upper body was practically invisible if someone were to walk in right now. All they would see is King Cold fucking into the mattress with a small pair of legs dangling side by side his shoulders for dear life.
You were already close to your second orgasm and King Cold showed no signs of stopping until you were filled with his seed.
âA-ahâ! Cold..am closeâŚfuck-â you whimpered underneath him but to no avail. He only darkly chuckled, his breath was hot and added more sweat beading on your forehead and naked body, you felt numb and your pussy felt raw and filled.
âIn due time, dearâŚmmmâŚâ he grunted, his thrusts were getting sporadic and rough. âYou still have a lot of room to take my seedâ!â He slammed pelvis deep in you, as you arched your back, taking it in and moaning so loud itâll make the windows shake.
âMmm ohhhh fuck, my king-!â You urged, gargling your moans in delight as your dear husband found the perfect spot to hit inside you. Your king cold only groaned afterwards, mutters various commands and yesâs as he shoved his thick rope of seed into your womb. You could feel it release into your walls, feeling your stomach already filled to the brim. Your husband was not holding back.
When the cold tyrant felt his seed was fully in, he pulled out, missing the warm tightness of your wet pussy already. But his job was finished.
Cheekily, he pushed any reminants of his seed that was seeping out of your pussy lips further in your used up walls with his fingers. âI want you to take all my seed, dear.â He cooed, pretending like he didnât just fuck your body, mind and soul into mush. Your body only jolted, as you felt his sharp nails and finger invade your body one last time.
The last thing you saw before you closed your eyes that night was King Coldâs devilish grin looming over you. Faintly hearing his deep voice invade your mind once more:
âRest well, my precious mate..â
ll â Pregnancy and Aftermath
You couldnât move anything below your waist for weeks. Not after your husband put another baby in you and fucked you like you were nothing more than a womb with legs.
You closed your legs, squirming in your seat as your mind flashed seeing what Cold did to your body.
A few months passed and your stomach was plump and full. Your husband loomed over you, possessively and his way of love was suffocating you. And not in a gentle or nurturing way. One to remind you that he owns you. His mate. All his.
Various members of the Cold Force would take shifts, watching over you and reporting back to your husband about any updates on his mates process.
It wasnât out of concern for you. You knew it was to keep you in line. To show you have no to privacy. And that he was always keeping tabs on you. When heâs away, the Cold Force are his eyes and ears.
Doctors are just people who keep data about your pregnancy and show no sympathy in helping you through this difficult process.
You never have things like toys or anything thatâll make the baby of yours happy. Cold said his next heir was projected to be more cold hearted than him. Any entertainment for the youngling would make him weak and too dependent.
All you have is a cradle to put the youngling to sleep and your breasts would develop milk to feed the baby its nutrients. Your body was made for it, so it make sense. Cold told you your body was useful in that way. Itâs all you needed to care for the next youngling.
âKing Cold?â You meekly began, holding your plump stomach close, cradling it to feel somethingâŚ
Your husband only hummed, waiting for your response. âH-have you decided on a name for the younglingâŚ?â You spoke faint and hesitant, you were afraid of being looked at as too chatty.
The cold tyrant hummed in delight, taking a sip of his chalice, taking in the sweet bitter taste of it and he muttered to you that he actually had a few in mind. âHm, I think a name thatâll put the fear in those below us would help. A name thatâll send my men stiff and immediately obey without questionâŚâ he thought out loud.
âFrieza.â
A cold breeze sent goosebumps through your body, knowing that youâre carrying the next heir to King Cold, the new cold hearted tyrant that will conquer planets and enslave various races over the next thousands and thousands of years and then some right as your husband is humming in delight thinking what great things his youngling will accomplish after he announces his retirement when heâs of age to rule over his forces.
OLD RQ:: âthe female is a shy human who found an injured cooler and decided to take care of of him till he heals and slowly cooler begans to obsess over them but found out they have a boyfriend who they love very much and cooler not only kills him but claims her right after and making her his alone.â
yandere! Cooler x fem! reader [ REPOST ] â cw:: dark content, yandere, murder, implied noncon
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The day you met this unknown alien was nerve wracking to say the least.
The news that day told everyone in the country side of where you lived to stay indoors after a large crater was discovered by police in a large field. It sent a shiver down your spine when you realized how close it was to your home.
But sadly, those groceries werenât going to be picked up by themselves, so you had to suck your nerves for for one day and leave home.
You were on your way back home, on your car, your eyes caught a large figure laying on the roadside, passed out. You got out of your car, deciding to help to and see what was wrong.
You usually keep your head down and wait for authorities to arrive but you couldnât ignore this! This person is hurt, could get run over, taken advantage of or worst. The least you could do is try to wake them up.
You got a closer look at them.
He had a masculine look to him, large figure, broad shoulders and frame, and his skin was deep purple, immediately concluding that this was alien! You wonder if they were most likely responsible for that unknown crater from the news.
You came to the conclusion that you needed to help this alien. You couldnât even wake them up even when you tried. You know your boyfriend wouldnât be happy but you couldnât bring yourself to leave someone in a vulnerable stateâŚ
Oh how you wish you could take that decision back.
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Cooler opened his eyes, scanning his surroundings, he didnât recognize anything but the space he was currently in was small, his arms could reach both sides of the room.
The cold alien groaned in annoyance. He couldnât believe he found himself captured by some lowly creature inhabiting from this planet! If he wasnât low on power, heâd transform into his final form and kill on sight the first thing he sees.
Then, the sound of metal clanging and pounding perked his hearing, the door slide open on the side, revealing a small meek human. Cooler took notice how they were trembling a bit in fear. He smirked, he supposed this human wasnât dumb and knew it had the right to be scared and quiver at the sight of the great cold Cooler!
âHm, you look human. Female perhaps?â Coolerâs voice took his captor off guard.
âYo-you speak my language??â Her voice stuttered a bit, her face felt warm when she heard how deep his voice was. She was not expecting this alien to not only have masculine features that made them unmistakably handsome but that he had the ability to communicate so eloquently and clearly as if it was second nature!
The alien hummed. âYes, Iâve been on your planet before, my race is quite versatile when it comes to speaking other languages.â
He went on. âIâll tell more about my race, if you let me heal up.â He warned, darkly smirking at your very core.
âO-oh! I mean, I wanted to do that anyway. You donât need to worry.â
Cooler only scoffed. No one helps anyone for a price. He was confused but his face didnât show, he only crossed his arms, letting her explain.
âIâm not letting you stay here as a prisoner. I want to help you get your feet on track. I noticed how banged up you were from your crash, so I helped because I⌠wanted to.â You answered as best you could, letting your intentions be known clearly and well to the alien. The last thing you want is a misunderstanding.
But Cooler was not so convinced. You plan on taking care of him like some wounded welp? How naive can you be. You have no idea much power he has and could terminate you on the spot! This meek human thinks sheâs believes that sheâs in control but she couldnât more wrong.
Heâs the one letting himself stay at your dirty metal shack, heâs the one choosing not to snap your neck and move on to the next human to torment, heâll let you believe your in control for now.
Perhaps youâll be a bit of fun.
The alien stood up high, approaching your frame, he could hear your breath hitched as he completely towered over your with his height, his shadow looming over you like a sudden eclipse.
He studied your face, he can see you biting the bottom of your lip, eyes unable to look up at him in the eyes, he almost wanted to laugh. You are quite the beauty for a mere human, heâll give you that.
You actually seem clean and take care of your appearance, Cooler thought.
The alien puffed his large chest. âWell, little miss helper, I suppose we havenât properly introduced ourselves.â Cooler was formalities first. âI am Cooler, your new patient, little miss helper.â He chuckled a bit, giving you a nickname that you werenât sure how to feel about. But it canât be helped.
You told him your name but you have a feeling he ignored it for the sake of still using that odd nickname he already declared.
But you did rescue him, you did bring him to your tool shed. In way he is your responsibility until heâs healed up.
Part of you is scared at what will happen once Coolerâs is back at full power. Your stomach churns at the idea that heâll most likely kill you right then and there, move onto killing millions more. Take over the planet, or perhaps heâll actually leave and go back to his home planet. You wonder if he even has a home to go back toâŚ
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Cooler was a bit antsy the first few days. Coming from a family of rulers and tyrannical power, heâs use to receiving the best of best. Exotic food that most would slave away to taste, millions of ships, armies, servants, and henchmen following his every word no questions asked, and living quarters that are only fit for kings!
Now here he is. Crash landing back to this dirty little planet again, injured, weak, and not sensing any power from his body. He hates how small this piss poor excuse of living quarters heâs stuck in. The only highlight is teasing and conversing with this lowly human female.
He wouldnât say he grew fond of her. The only thing sheâs good for is bringing food to him, the cooking is bland at best to his tastebuds. And asking her questions and seeing her flushed reactions. Sheâs so easy to tease too.
Cooler does enjoy talks with her. Sheâs not a total loss.
âYou humans have such basic genitalia. If I showed you the concubines I mated with daily back at home, Iâd scare you off into celibacy.â
âC-can we please not talk about your s-sex life!â
Cooler thought it was funny how you had a new word for everything.
âIs that what you call it? You call it Sex?â Cooler was amused. You wanted to just crawl into your room and hide.
Cooler quite enjoyed these talks with you. You however felt unsure about this whole situation. You just wanted to help heal him and have him get back on his feet. But had you known heâd be a demanding, high maintenance, and annoyingly tease you, you wouldâve just kept moving forward.
It was your mess, and now you had to lay in it.
Your only worry at this point is him choosing to never leave and staying here, just to torment you further.
Oh and also your boyfriend finding out youâve been harboring an alien without telling him.
Meanwhile Cooler has been undressing you with his eyes. You could feel it. It felt like it was burning holes through you.
Cooler supposed he can just wait to be headed up, take you away far from Earth and have you become all his as he traveled and conquered various planets.
Itâs what he deserved after all this trouble. Heâs already made up his mind. He couldnât let you go now. That would ruin all the fun!
But staying here isnât a bad idea either, so long as you donât leave his side.
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Itâs been a few weeks and Cooler has healed up immensely but he refuses to leave! Your biggest worry came true. This alien took advantage of your hospitality (and food), and just simply ignores you whenever you bring up anything about his home planet or the idea leaving earth.
But youâre too much of a people pleaser. You canât bring yourself to protest to him.
Not to mention insanely powerful and scary heâs become.
His strength regained and he blasted a whole wide acre of land just because he wanted to! and also because you told him no.
It was terrifying.
You eventually told your boyfriend everything. Everything. You couldnât keep the lie up anymore, and maybe heâd have an idea to get this alien to go away.
You couldnât help but cry as your boyfriend consoled you. You were overwhelmed and stressed out over Coolerâs temper, his sadistic lust for killing and destroying with no remorse, him teasing you to fetch him something like you were a devoted servant that he can just bully, harassing you to do humiliating things for him, it all broke you down to your very core.
You couldnât take it anymore.
But your boyfriend was oh so understanding. You donât know how lucky you are. He had every right to be mad at you for keeping a big secret like holding an alien in your tool shed for weeks. You know, big secrets like that.
âAll I care about is your wellbeing at this point. This alien has got to go!â Was all he said, immediately sympathizing with your situation and knowing that this Cooler guy was the problem, not you.
âJust promise me you wonât pick up anymore passed out oddities from the roadside, ok?â Your boyfriend gave you a faint but genuine smile. Assuring you that he was in no way mad at you.
You sniffed and wiped away tears that were painted on your cheeks, smiling weakly back. âI promise.â
âHeh when this is all over, Iâll order us dinner.â You boyfriend promised, as your eyes shined brightly, thinking up some of your favorite foods and meal ideas. He truly was the sweetest!
âNow, letâs kick this alien to the curb.â
Both you and your boyfriend walked side by side. You felt slight pressure, nerves bundled up in your stomach. You were afraid of what Cooler might try and this interaction could go south real fast!
You wanted to pray to any gods listening and just have everything go well. Hoping that you taking care of Cooler would be a chapter in your life that you can finally close.
Your boyfriend opened the shack door, he took a step back for a bit as he finally got a good look at Cooler.
He was a monster of man. Tall, imposing and at his full strength again.
âAh, you must be the current lover. So nice to meet face to face.â Cooler devilishly smiled down at your boyfriend. His gentleman facade was something that scared you to your core now. Heâs anything but that!
Your boyfriend tried to be unfazed but he couldnât believe how large he was. He could feel this sweat of his brow slowly build up as this alien stared down at him.
âYeah, my girlfriend filled me in on you.â He said, clearing his throat. âSo youâre all healed up, that must mean you gotta go back to your home.â
Cooler simply chuckled, covering his mouth a bit.
âNot quite, I need to take back what should belong to me.â Cooler responded, his eyes looming over you, you gasped suddenly. âThen Iâll be on my way.â
âI donât know where youâre from, but thatâs not how negotiations work! So fuck off and leave her out of this.â Your boyfriend jumped to your defense, getting in front of you.
Cooler was silent after that. Clicking his tongue. He did not want to hear that.
âShe became mine the moment she helped me. Sheâs not yours anymore.â
Without warning, Cooler grabbed your boyfriend face, throwing his down on the ground as you cried and screamed for him.
His face meeting the dirt below as Cooler brutally stomped on his face with just foot.
âHoly fuck! Stop! Stop! Please! Leave him alone!â You yelled out, tears streaming down your face. You cried out to your boyfriend but all you heard was groaning and coughing as Cooler hurled a beating on him with no remorse.
You ran to cover your boyfriend from further harm but it was too late. He wasnât moving at all, not a twitch or a single groan left your boyfriends lips.
âHunâŚ? Wake up. Hun?â
You saw his face was pummeled and red from all the blood, his face bashed and swollen that you couldnât even recognize his face anymore..
His eyes were empty like his spirit left him the moment Cooler bashed his head into the ground.
âPlease honey!! Y-you gotta get up!â
You moved your boyfriend lifeless body, jerking it around. But nothing happened.
It was quiet.
You cried immediately, loudly screaming in pain.
An alien you nursed back to health just brutally killed your boyfriend, in such a quick manner, you felt like it played like a nightmare. You wanted it to be a terrible nightmare that you could wake up from right now!
Cooler was uncharacteristically quiet too.
But you turned to him, pissed as tears ran down your cheek. All he did was chuckle darkly.
âLooks like itâs just us.â
âBastard!â
You ran and tackled the alien but his large stature made it impossible for him to be pushed down.
You could feel your throat hurt as you screamed and wailed at your boyfriendâs murderer. Your face felt hot with anger as Cooler seemed unfazed by you.
âOh donât be like that. I did you a favor.â Cooler said matter a factly. âAre you serious!?? Y-you fucking killed him! M-Murderer!!!â
âHe was weak!â Cooler roared at you, grabbing your arm to stop you.
âI claimed you, I just simply took him out of the picture. Now there wonât be anyone else to get in the way.â Cooler reasoned, holding onto your body, his hands traveling your back as you froze in fear.
âNow, youâre all mine. Come.â Cooler grabbed and pulled you into the shack. You immediately protested, screaming, hitting him, and digging your heels into the dirt as he pulled you away from your dead boyfriendâs corpse.
âStop it! Stop it! Stop it! Let me go!â You yelled.
Cooler grabbed your body, pushing you down to the ground. He closed the shack door, any light from the outside was gone, no one to come you rescue as he isolated you further.
It was dark but you feel his large legs trapped you from running, his hips meeting yours as he gripped your hands and slammed them on the floor.
âJ-just go awayâŚâ was all you had the strength for, crying.
âI told you earlier, I claimed you already.â You choked out a whimper as he said that. So gross and objectifying as he said it. No say of your own. You miss your boyfriend, your life with him was taken away. Now youâre about have the last innocence you have to be taken away by an alien who sees you as a toy to ruin.
âNow we must mate right here and now to make it official.â Cooler darkly grinned as he wiped your tears using his sharp nails, making you wince as he licked the tears away from his fingers.
You wanted to run and book it to the exit, scream as loud as you can across your neighborhood, call the police, military, ANYTHING to tell everyone about this alien and shoot him on sight!
But help was a long shot.
Cooler practically caged your body, trapping you as he pinned you down to the ground. You whined, tightly closing your eyes as he teared off your clothing. You could bear seeing what your current point of view was at this moment. It was ugly. And you all you could do was cry and wait for it to be over.
You just wanted to wake up and have everything back to normal.
Coolerâs assult was rough, he didnât even try to make your body prepare for his..size. It was huge, huge for humans at least. You could feel your walls clenching around his cock as he pushed himself into you. Instead of pleasure, you felt a fiery and rough feeling down there. You cried and begged Cooler above you, asking if he was almost done.
In response, Cooler simply clicked his tongue, narrowing his eyes at you. Without warning, his large hand pinned your head against the ground, rubbing dirt into your dry teard face.
He did not appreciate hearing your pathetic cries and pleas as he tried his way of making love to you.
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You donât remember how long you lasted. It felt like time stopped when Cooler raped you in the shack.
Even after Cooler finished, he still manhandled your body in various positions, treating you like some kind of used toy.
Toy was the right word because you checked out after that. Your eyes dilated, and you felt numb and your soul leave as Cooler kept using you as his personal fleshlight.
The last thing that played in your mind was your now late boyfriend. You missed seeing his smile and hearing his sweet words of encouragement.
CW: stepcest, noncon(?), degrading, naoya is his own warning
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You had heard the head of the zenin clan liked to collect wives like it was nothing but you never expected for your mother to agree so quickly to marry a man like him. Your father had died a long time ago and it was just you and your mother ever since, marrying into this family meant youâd be able to live a good life or you were supposed to.
The first day in the estate you met noabito, heâs all wrinkly and was most definitely drunk but at least he was nice to your mother, he introduced you to his youngest and heir: naoya.
Naoya was already looking at you like you were trash, you could guess that heâs an asshole without him talking. âNaoya, why donât you take your new little sister to the gardens, hm?â Naobito slurred âMake her feel at homeâ. Naoyas eyes twitched with visible annoyance but agreed.
You ended up pressed against a tree, your cheek rubbing against the bark as naoya slides his hands under your kimono. âYour mother is just a slut you know that?â He mumbles âyou must be the same⌠the apple never falls too far from the treeâ his hands grope your breasts roughly âif youâre a good little sister Iâll be niceâ, his teeth sink into your neck âNaoya pleaseâ you whine and squirm. He pressed you more against the tree and ran his hands down your body âshut upâŚyou want your big brother to fuck you hm? I know you doâ he mocks âI bet your pussy is dripping at the idea,isnât it?â Your thighs rub together instinctively.
You gasp softly when his long slim fingers slide down your stomach and into your panties âlace hm? Youâre begging for itâ his condescending tone traveling into your ears. His finger finds your throbbing clit between your folds, the stickiness just pushes him to touch you more.
He turns you and lays you on the ground before your kimono comes off, his hakama and shirt coming off as well, he fucks you on the soft grass of the garden; it would be such a romantic moment if it wasnât your asshole step brother folding you in half right now.
His thighs slap against your ass, your moans all whiny and pathetic as tip slams into your womb. âYouâre such good pussyâ he grunts âmaybe ill keep you for myselfâ, his moans arenât as loud as your whiny sounds, his thrusts were relentless and precise like he already knew your pussy. He watched your face intensely, studying your reactions, your jiggling tits distracting him.
His hands grip the back of your thighs, keeping your knees pressed to your shoulders as he drives his cock deeper into you, sweat running down his chiseled chest.
You started feeling his cock twitch inside you, his grunts turning into moans. It doesnât take long before heâs cumming inside you, his breath heavy as he lets you go and slowly pulls out, he watches his cum seep out of your hole. With a satisfied smirk on his face he gets dressed again, not bothering to help you in any way, âexpect me to visit your bedroom oftenâ he says buttoning his shirt up âI know you donât mindâŚlittle sisterâ he runs his fingers through his hair before giving you one last glance and leaving.
