Souya fucking his younger sister when his twin nahoya is sleeping right next to them , whispering "stop crying bunny you don't want to wake him up right?" If you didn't stop crying he will just cover your mouth with his palm
ahh, to have shinjuro rengoku become absolutely obsessed with you! + minors/blank/ageless blogs dni
cw/tw general creep behavior, voyeurism + m!masturbation, spit, uhhh you’re dating kyojurou + daddy shinjuro is gross <3
wc around 500 + my kny tag
note hehe first post back! here’s something small and tame because i have shinjuro brainworms again. enjoy <3 (+thank you for letting me thirst over him with you snow! @httptamaki <3)
shinjuro knows it’s wrong to like kyojurou’s girlfriend. that is his son, after all. but what can the man do when his kid brings home someone that rivals the beauty of his late wife, ruka?
seeing you often is his goal. inviting you over is no big deal. it’s almost too easy, even. kyojurou doesn’t notice. he’s happy, even — he thinks his father’s finally opening up to him again after the death of his mother, inviting his girlfriend over for dinner and treating her like she belongs right with the rengokus!
but no, all shinjuro can think about while sitting across from you and his son at the dinner table is how pretty you’d look if you were his.
you’d let him slap your face like an obedient girl, wouldn’t you? ruka never did things like this. shinjuro knows he deserves a disciplined girl. after he leaves a big red handprint across your cheek, he’d grab your face and make you stick out your tongue. he’d drop a huge glob of spit on it and you’d whimper out a “thank you, daddy,” like the good girl you are. if only you were his.
SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME WHY IS TRUE BEAUTY GETTING AN ANIME ADAPTATION???? LIKE YOU COULD’VE CHOSEN WIND BREAKER, REMARRIED EMPRESS, YOUR THRONE?? WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE TRUE BEAUTY WHEN THE PLOT IS GOING ➡↗⬇➡⬆↖↪ THAT
Warnings : dark content , stalking , non-con filming , non-con touching , masturbating , non con
Yandare perv jay who follows you home at night without your knowledge , stays in front of your house for a bit watching you doing any simple move through your window
Yandare perv jay who gets mad whenever he sees you talking to men and being so friendly with them so he ignores you for the whole day
Yandare perv jay who just got a new phone thanks to your help now using it to take under skirt pictures of you when you're not paying attention , not only under skirt pics , he has a whole collection of your pics and some videos in several positions such as bending , sitting , laying , jumping...
Yandare perv jay who fucks his fist to your bending pics imagining himself bending you on the teacher's desk inside the class and fucking you dumb till you see the stars
Yandare perv jay who insists on staying with you after classes telling you he will help you clean the boards but he was just taking his chance to rub his already erected cock on your butt pretending to clean the spots that you couldn't reach
Yandare perv "class president" jay whom you respected a lot is now cornering you in an empty class , breathing heavily and blinded with lust
Yandare perv jay who "for the first time" smiling after seeing your frightened face , he thinks you're cute right now
Yandare perv jay who approaches you step by step slowly while unbunckling his belt and ignoring your begging to let you go
"Do you know how much I've waited to have you like this you disgusting whore?"
Yandere vasco is a tad difficult for me to imagine, but I tried make a Drabble for you, baby (´ω｀♡) used this post for prompt inspo 🍡 TW: violence, yandere, jealousy
“Baby, I asked you a question. If you know what’s good for you, you better answer me.”
Something about you, as Vasco often enjoyed pinning the blame onto you, brought a contemptuous side from him. One evening, he felt that you were getting along too well with Jace, and although that was his dearest friend, when he saw the way you stroked the big eared man’s arm as you cutely asked him to keep helping you with homework- that angered him. He usually would ignore it, the bubbling heat from the pit of his chest whenever you and Jace would fawn over a new book series, the way Jace would guide you through difficult equations while you both ignored him and his refusal to study- this time, it was too much.
He walked over with a shocking air of nonchalance, and asked you as to why you were being so desperate. You pouted up at him and whined about him being mean, Jace also giving him a weird look. “Hey, calm down, man.” That statement had been enough to set Vasco off.
“What makes you think you have any right to advice me how I handle my partner?” He snarled, before dragging you away from a dumbfounded and slightly concerned Jace, who watched as you kicked and squealed over Vasco’s harsh grip. At his point, Jace still trusts Vasco not to harm you, with this mindset he’ll never realise the way Vasco forcefully strips you, carving his name onto your pretty skin with a small blade. Jace won’t know how forcefully Vasco takes you, how he makes you scream that you belong to him only over and over again.
Jace willfully ignores the change in Vasco, how his friend became the bad guy he so deeply loathed, but it will still hurt him that from that point, you never spoke to him again.
Mr Takashi is a very well loved mentor, loved by teachers and students alike, and he too loved everyone just as much. Well, actually, that wasn’t entirely true. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t have a student he favoured over the others. Who could that be, i hear you ask? That’s easy, it’s you.
cw: teacher x student type relationship, implied upskirt picture taking, abuse of power, manipulation, afab!reader
-. mr takashi, or mitsuya as he asks you to call him, is always complimenting you. always tells you how pretty your hairstyle is, taking his hand and swirling a few strands around his finger as he continues his praises. sometimes even runs his hand through your hair absentmindedly. he asks you if you’d like him to braid it for you too, and when he smiles at you so sweetly and pats the space next to him you can’t bring yourself to say no. he’s quite talkative when he’s behind you braiding your hair, occasionally you’ll feel his warm breath along the back of your neck and near your ear. he can’t help but grin at the way you react so cutely to such simple touches. sometimes you wonder if you can feel his lips press against the crook of your neck, but that thoughts quickly pushed aside when you realise theres no way that could be right. right? he thinks it’s especially cute how you bask in all the praise he gives you, despite how well you try to hide it. each “good girl” and “you’re sitting so well for me, there’s not much more to do now. you can sit pretty for just a while longer for me, right?” makes your cheeks flush and your thighs instinctively rub together. he often compliments you on your makeup too, wondering how cute you’d also look with your makeup ruined, black streaks of tears down your cheeks and your mouth full of him.
-. mitsuya who is also well known for being able to repair any piece of clothing you put in front of him, which was lucky for someone as clumsy as yourself. each time you accidentally popped a button on your shirt or ripped a hole in something he was more than willing to help you out. one time you accidentally ripped your tights and of course mitsuya was more than happy to help you, all you had to do was wait a few minutes and he’d already patched them up new for you. you often asked what you could do for him as a thank you, but he always denied you and tells you that he just genuinely enjoys helping his students and he does. what he doesn’t tell you is that watching you rid yourself of your tights in front of him is more than enough payment, especially when you lean over ever so slightly and he gets to see an eye full of your cute panties, he’s thankful phone cameras these days are silent.
-. mitsuya who is always lending you an ear and a lap when you’re having boy roubles. he lets you into his office without a second thought, letting you crawl into his lap as he rubs soothing circles on your back and shushes you sweetly. sometimes you’ll feel his hands wandering from their place on your back down to the curve of your ass, but in your state you barely even notice. all you can think about was how soothing his words were and how nice his cologne smells. mr taka-mitsuya is always so nice to you, there’s no way he would take advantage of you in such a vulnerable situation, right? his hand was surely just misplaced..right? ah, you poor thing, it’s almost like you’re being ignorant on purpose. “you want to forget about your ex boyfriend, right? i just want to help you. won’t you let me?” he soothes, and his soft smile and half honest words were all it took to have you crumbling, pouted lip shaking slightly as you nod your head yes. finally.
-. mitsuya who’s a little handsy with his comfort. always hugging you and holding your hand for reassurance, and 99% of the time it is reassuring, till it isn’t. it’s just that sometimes mitsuya gets a little bit carried away with his hands, if you will. most of the time it’s all very ‘innocent’, he’ll just place a hand on your knee to let you know he’s there, giving a thoughtful squeeze every now and again to let you know he’s still listening. at first it made you blush but mitsuya didn’t seem all too bothered, so you tried your best not to be either. after a few sessions his hand started to creep up onto the higher part your thigh, each session with him would have him creeping closer and closer to your core. again, mitsuya’s sweet facade didnt falter one bit, continuing to ask you intently about your school work and such while your mind was clouded by an embarrassing sense of need. just a little closer and he’d be touching you, really touching you, and a part of you wanted him to. you can’t deny how attractive he is, he’s always so kind to you too, a small part of you hoped he would finally move closer and give your poor pussy some attention- but before you could even entertain that thought he was moving his hand away. “sorry sweetheart but that’s our time, would you like to come see me the same time tomorrow?” he asks you, warm smile ever present on his face as you quickly nod your head ‘yes’ and rush out of the room. on your way home you were finally starting to calm down while mitsuya on the other hand was far from calm, the only reason he was willing to remove his hand from your soft thigh was because he needed it to hide his raging boner. he felt like a teen again, cock hard from just having you so close to him. cock twitching in his pants at your stuttering voice and flushed cheeks, wanting nothing more than to bend you over and fuck you over his desk- but that can wait. he can wait. he’s a patient man, and good things come to those who wait.
-. mitsuya who, after a long while of being patient, finally gets to fuck you. finally, after all these sessions he finally gets to have you sprawled out against his desk as he buries his cock deep inside you. you feel so good, so much better than mitsuya had ever imagined you would be and oh had he imagined. long, long nights he’d spent awake, cock painfully hard as he’s day dreaming about the day he’d get to finally feel your warm, wet walls wrapped around the thickness of him. and here you were, on his desk, taking all of him so well. it’s like you were made for him, sweet, velvety walls milking him for everything he’s worth and he’s barely holding it together, having to stop momentarily to kiss you every now and again so he can regain at least some self control. it’s truly a dream come true, all he needed was a little hard work, and it paid off better than he could have ever hoped for. you looked so cute against his desk, back flush against the wood as you hooked your legs around his waist, eyes once again teary as you try not to be too loud. your shirt was bunched up and mitsuya ripped a hole in your tights that he promised to repair, you were the prettiest mess he’d ever seen. hair stuck to your face as the strands fling to your tears, lips all puffy from being tugged between your teeth, you really were the prettiest, and he couldn’t wait to make you his. “bet your boyfriends never fucked you this good, right princess? all you need is me from now on, ‘kay?” he smiled down at you, happy to see you babbling your agreements. god, he wished he could hear you more but given where you both are it wasn’t exactly ideal, losing his job wasn’t exactly the most appealing either, he has his job to thank for meeting you after all. mitsuya really wanted to fuck you properly, he wanted to take his time with you and pamper you but with the way you were clenching around him and moaning his name he just couldn’t. you sounded so cute crying for him, almost too cute for someone who was being fucked like a whore in a school’s office room, and that turned him on all the more. it wasn’t too long before he was cumming either, semi loud sob of your name ripping from his throat as he spilled himself inside you. don’t worry though, mitsuya was quick to clean you up! head ducking down to lap up the both of your wetness as you writhed and whined through the oversensitivity. it was embarrassing, dirty, but that didn’t stop you from tugging mitsuya’s hair and pulling him closer to you. after a few minutes he brings it was safe to say your student council meetings won’t be so boring anymore <3
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