#short fic

[allurilove]

Shy Yandere x you

Rated 18 + — mature short content !

Includes: shy yandere x fem reader, established relationship, and messing around because ur both horny.

You would categorize your relationship as perfect. He’s not the typical douche you have met on the apps—just a regular dude with a not so normal condition. Shy yandere was shy. Timid. Scared to make a single move towards someone he considered to be the most scared person in his life. He could barely hold eye contact with you for a couple of seconds before he started to stutter. His ears turning bright red, finger pads drumming against the table you two sat at, and each word came with a nervous chuckle.

Shy yandere knew when to be a gentleman. Ladies sat in the booth, the comfiest and spacious seat in the restaurant, and it also meant you were more inclined to stay with him for longer. A hard ass chair wouldn't suffice. He didn't want to overstep and order for you, pretending that he's been here before to "impress you." He wore his perfectly ironed blue button down, black slacks that you gifted him, and made sure not to overdo it with his sweet amber scented cologne.

This wasn't the first or second date you have been on—despite what others might think—it was the tenth. And yet, he still had the jitters.

You've kissed before. Sleepy kisses in the morning before he went off to work or before you guys fell asleep. All you had to do was to gently slap or pinch at his cheeks to keep him conscious. He would seriously try his best to prevent his eyes from drooping.

"You still with me?" you would have to ask in between each smooch, only getting a low groan from him in response.

Biting on your lower lip was his favorite. Slipping in his tongue to play and be intertwined with yours. You could tell when he was fully present by how desperate he was, clinging onto your shirt tightly before his grip weakened.

Even a little peck from you would cause his brain to go haywire, and his body goes limp.

It terrified you when he had suddenly passed out mid make out session or when he had flopped onto your back after nearly stuffing his cock inside of you. He was so close—the tip pressing against your folds.

You were starting to get frustrated that he even bought pills. Shit never worked. It made him more flaccid if anything.

So, you two resorted to dry humping. Wildly, with the bed shaking and creaking, his hands eagerly grabbed at your ass to guide you up and down his length. He specifically liked the feeling of warm and wet cotton rubbing against his cock, and the sight of the fabric sticking onto your folds just made him feel giddy inside. At least this way you could get your rocks off, finally letting out a sigh of relief as your thighs tensed up around his, fingers digging into his scalp.

On your off days, he had you on his lap. Caressing any exposed skin, testing out the waters and seeing what his heart could handle. When he doesn't feel lightheaded, his fingers slip underneath your sweatpants and inched towards your cunt.

Nosebleeds were a constant thing. If it wasn’t flowing down south—causing him to think lustful things—it was trickling out of his nostrils. You were radiant in his eyes, an absolute gorgeous specimen that deserved a better man who wasn’t a complete wuss.

A man who could rearrange your guts without going unconscious.

However, he prepared himself this time through... rather unsavory methods. Shy yandere did not want to admit that he's been creeping on you, watching you shower and jerk it to build up stamina.

But he was determined to show you what he was capable of.

"So..." the man briefly glances at your lips before looking at your empty plate, "we went to the park, walked around, went sightseeing, and I was thinking... your feet must be tired, right?"

Shy yandere gives you an innocent smile.

"Want to move our date to somewhere a little more...comfier?"

[yeonayearns]

You thought you wouldn’t get such sweet and intimate aftercare from your roommate, Sukuna, but oh honey how you were very much wrong.

Wrinkled bedsheets, pillows on the floor, the lingering smell of passion and desire, messy hair, the sound of heavy breaths, and his playlist still playing in the background.

You couldn’t believe it, your roommate has almost fucked the soul out of your body. How many rounds did you two take? Two, three, four? Shit, you couldn’t count anymore. How can you even count when you can’t even think well anymore?

Thought what he said about fucking you until you can’t think about anything else anymore was a joke? Fuck no, he was serious, and you underestimated him.

Now you’re stuck in bed, body so fucking sore that you couldn’t move without your muscles aching.

That’s when you realized, where did Sukuna go? Did he leave you alone to deal with the soreness alone?

“Fucking jerk, knew he was a playb—“ You got interrupted as the door opened, revealing a nonchalant Sukuna with a face so casual like he didn’t turn your limbs into jelly!

“What’s with that look on your face, woman? Thought I’d leave you to deal with this?” He said, reaching out for the water jug and poured a glass of water for you.

You didn’t answer, instead, you took the glass of water and chugged the whole glass down. It made him amused by the sight.

“You’re like a feisty cat who’s been provoked.” He smirked, pouring another glass of water and handing it to you. “Here, drink up, you must be dehydrated after getting all creampied inside.”

You spat out your drink after he finished that sentence, why did he have to mention that right now?!

You shot a glare at him, “Of course I’m dehydrated, I nearly blacked out due to your soul crushing thrusts!”

He chuckled, then he suddenly stood up and swiftly held you in his arm. Yes not plural form, he was holding you using just one arm.

“Gah! Let me go! I’m filthy and sweaty and—“

“That’s why I’m taking you to the bathroom to give you a bath, woman.”

You tried to protest, trying to wiggle out of his grasp, but you know him, he wouldn’t even budge.

“I’m gonna take care of you tonight, and that’s final. Got it?” He turned on the water, making sure it was the right temperature that you prefer.

“Ugh fine then..”

“That’s my favorite girl.” He kissed you on the forehead, lathering the shampoo in his hands as he started to massage your scalp.

God Sukuna can be such a brute, but when it comes to you, he’s a complete softie, it’s unbelievable.

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[bijouxmisu]

valko who ...

❥ senses a shift in your mood from miles away.

⇢ he might be in the middle of a meeting and he suddenly feels a tiny thorn lodging itself into his chest. he pauses whatever he was saying, pressing a large palm flat to his chest.

⇢ " … meeting ajourned. something important just came up. keep working diligently while i'm gone. good work today, team." he's already halfway out the door as his sentences trail off.

⇢ he takes longs strides through the building, his sights focused straight ahead. he doesn't hear any of his employees call after him with follow up questions, or bidding him a curious good-bye. they watch as he makes a beeline for the exit

⇢ the fastest way to you is straight through the forest. his feet pound the dirt as he speeds like a bat out of hell through the brush and understorey. twigs snap and small critters scurry out of the way. his heart beats wildly against his chest

⇢ "i'm comin', pancake. hold tight"

⇢ your scent grows stronger as he swiftly approaches your home. the sting of the wind scratches at his throat and eyes but he only pumps his arms and legs harder. sweat cascades down his bulking muscles and chest, and his tanned skin glistens as the setting sun shines upon it

⇢ he blinks away the sweat that clings to his eyelashes as he looks up at your balcony

⇢ there you are. his tail flicks and swishes happily behind him at the mere sight of you — though from where he stands you are only a small dot

⇢ not for long. he bounds up with his powerful legs, catching onto fire escapes and climbing up whatever might be sticking out or hanging down until he can hop over the short wall and land next to you

⇢ " … hi," he says, his tongue slightly poking out as he pants like a dog

⇢ you straighten up from leaning on the banister, eyes puffy and wet. you sniffle, bringing a knuckle up to wipe away at a plump tear that was threatening to fall. "hi," you respond, offering a weak smile

⇢ "i felt it. i felt you were sad. so i came running"

⇢ you frown for a half second. "weren't you at work?" you ask, hugging your arms around yourself

⇢ he laughs, waving off the sentiment. "yeah yeah but … i mean … they got it," he scoffs cheekily, licking a stripe over a fang.

⇢ he saunters towards you with arms outstretched. without a second thought you rush into him as hard as you can, thinking it would make him at least stumble back a little on impact. of course it doesn't. he thinks you're cute for trying though

⇢ he embraces you with a big sweeping gesture, wrapping you up tight in his giant arms. he's so warm … and really sweaty. you can feel his heartbeat erratically thrashing even under his jacket

⇢ "did … did you run here???" you say, muffled against his chest

⇢ his laugh reverberates against your face before he shoves his nose onto the top of your head, nuzzling, inhaling and planting kisses.

⇢ "yup. problem?"

[beastyeastfreak]

Y/N: You’re such a good friend, Shadow Milk, I admire you greatly.

Shadow Milk: Um, news flash! Im doing this all for me, you’re just a small factor in a muuuch greater plan! I would never really be your friend! Ptuey! The audacity!

Later in the spire of deceit, Shadow Milk is on his bed kicking his legs, blushing and giggling, surrounded by pictures and dolls of Y/N. He’s replaying the memory in his mind while he sews another one.

Black sapphire in the doorway with candy apple behind him: uh.. master?

His form erupts into a dark spiky mass with blue eyes to hide all the items around him.

Shadow Milk: I TOLD YOU TO KNOCK

[altfandomblog]

Toasty

In the nurses office at SDN, Robert was trying his absolute best to ignore the fact that while he was putting his shirt back on, most of the Z team was listening in from the hallway.

"It's called erythema ab igne" The nurse explained.

"Nurse says he's not turning into a zombie!" Sonar's screech echoed from the hallway, followed by relieved cheers from his team of idiots.

Robert kept a completely professional face while the nurse paused, looked at the door, then apparently decided to follow Robert's lead and ignore them.

"Right. It's a type of rash, also known as 'toasted skin syndrome' and usually comes from prolonged exposure to low heat sources like a hot water bottle or a heating pad. Have you been making use of anything like that lately?"

Robert froze for a second, before answering, "…yes. I've been using a heating pad. It's been cold out."

Out in the hallway, Sonar's 'Ohohoho!' was clearly audible.

'What? What's she saying? Is it a new STD?'

'Please don't tell me our dispatcher is patient zero for a new mutant std!'

The nurse plowed ahead, "Well, try to give it a break and it should fade on its own. And in future try keeping use of your heating pad to an hour at a time."

"Understood."

"I can give you a cream to help speed up the process-"

"No need," Robert stood, tucking his shirt in. "Thanks for the help, I'll just get out of your hair." He speedwalked to the door, threw it open and pushed through the pile of Z-team members, dodging Golem's massive form and fleeing the hallway. Flambae followed.

He caught up to him outside the supply closet. "Why didn't you tell me this was a thing?" Robert hissed.

"Thing, what thing? I'm not a doctor why would I know this was a thing?

"A heat rash. Caused by extended skin contact against a heat source. You're telling me this hasn't happened with anyone else?"

"No! No one else has blamed me for giving them a rash, other than carpet burn but that was like in a sexy way!"

Robert groaned. He wanted to lean up against the wide, heaving chest in front of him giving off delicious heat but instead he leaned back.

"Really."

"Yes, Bob-Bob really! Anyway you said extended! Well no one's been around as long, not in my bed. Just you!" He huffed and turned away, crossing his arms. Robert just looked at him.

"Really. No one?"

"I said what I said, I won't say it again bitch."

"Okay. Sorry, I- you're gonna have to turn down the heat at night. At least while we're sleeping."

"Is that what the nurse said? That you should go back on crazy high pain meds all the time and stop sleeping with your boyfriend?" "That's not what- we didn't get into it. Just that I need to stay away from heat for a while. Until my skin heals."

"Fuck."

"It'll be fine."

"FUCK!"

[cyberkitty1]

GO AWAY!

a/n: guys I recently started watching gachiakuta and enjin is soooooooo fine I can't

although enjin has said he doesn't like clingy girls he sure is himself.

you had been sitting in the common room reading a book. the moment you start to feel so immersed you start to fade out everything around...

you enjin plops down next to you, more like on you. "whatcha dooooin?" you slowly turn your head to look at him.

"reading?" he hums "mhm yea I love reading let me see" he puts his head on your shoulder in order to "read" it as well.

you sigh as you close the book. " hey I was reading that, it was super interesting."

“do you not have anything better to do?” you asked, already knowing the answer and dreading it.

“no,” enjin said immediately, like he’d been waiting his whole life for that question.

you stared at him.

he stared back. way too close.

“…can you not be this close to my face.”

“why,” he said, not moving back at all.

“because i enjoy breathing fresh air.”

“you’re breathing in my air juuuust fine.”

he leaned in closer.

you physically recoiled. “you just got closer.”

“did i?” he said, still not moving away.

you took a deep breath turning away from him and opening your book again.

for about three seconds, there was peace. actual peace. you started reading again, finally getting back into it-

“what’s that word.”

you froze.

“what word.”

“that one.” he pointed vaguely at the page.

you closed your eyes. “that is not helpful.”

“the long one.”

you snapped the book shut.

“hey!” he protested. “it was getting good!”

“you don’t even know what it’s about, you don't even know the word perspective, the book is called perspective!.”

“yeah i do,” he said confidently. “it means....”

you stood up.

he stood up immediately.

you didn’t even look at him this time. just started walking.

“where are we going?” he asked, already right behind you.

“we are not going anywhere,” you said. “i am going somewhere.”

“cool, i’ll come.”

“no.”

you sped up.

so did he.

you made it to your room, slipped inside, slammed the door, and locked it, finally exhaling in relief-

“so what are we doing in here?”

you turned slowly.

enjin inside.

you stared at him.

he smiled, already on your bed. “read to me?”

you walked right back out of the room.

footsteps immediately followed.

of course.

dividers from @/chateaubarnes tyyy!

[pusheenwritesthings]

pairing: katsuki bakugo x reader

katsuki wasn't that online.

I mean, he had training and studying to do.

so when you told him about your modelling career, he didn't think much of it. he honestly kind of doubted you. like, he knew you weren't lying, you were rich as fuck after all, and always going out to shoots, but he didn't think you were famous or anything.

that was until Kirishima invited him to start going to this gym farther out into the city.

he's driving, keeping his eyes on the road like the good driver he is, when Kirishima says

"Oh, hey, it's your partner!"

he's so confused by that. you were still at the dorms! he knew that for a fact!

so he took his eyes off the road and looked to the right, wanting to know why the hell you were all the way across town.

there was a GINORMOUS ass billboard of you promoting some perfume or some shit.

and by ginormous, I mean if it fell, it could kill basically everyone on that road and honestly maybe more.

his jaw DROPPED. to the damn FLOOR.

you were sitting on your bed in your dorm, mindlessly doomscrolling when you hear a knock at the door.

you then watch your boyfriend come in... holding a huge bouquet of flowers.

bakugo says nothing. just stands there staring at you like a starstruck fan.

"Aww, baby, you got me flowers? You're so sweet." you say, walking over to him.

and from then on, you never hear any sarcasm or insults from him (directed towards you) again.

again I didn't proofread this 🙂

honestly you should just expect that from me ngl

I hardly ever proofread LOL

-meow