Imagine making a wish for a different life to get away from your neglectful husband and your wish is granted… but now you’re trapped in the body of an unhappy housewife from the 1950s. Your husband in this time period is a typical patriarchal white collar man, James Prescott. And the only way to go back to your world is to play your part… a shame you hadn’t realized just how neglected he’s been. Otherwise you wouldn’t have fed a starved man the affection he so desperately craved.
Yandere Husband who is surprised when you, his wife, are suddenly affectionate that morning. You hardly kissed his cheeks anymore or wished him a good day at work. Especially when she turned down his desire for a family all those years ago. Were you sick? This wasn’t like you at all. He was suspicious. Did you want something? Work had been going well lately so he could afford to buy you a gift… if you wanted one, of course.
Yandere Husband who is surprised to come home to a warm meal after a long day that actually tastes good. You were never a good cook before. He was startled but also satisfied to be taken care of. He even gave you a rare compliment he never had before. “The food is good today. I really like this roast.” His blue eyes studied your face for a reaction and he only received a warm smile. His heart fluttered for the first time in two years since he started this dead marriage. Meanwhile, you kept a journal noting his likes and dislikes so you’d have an easier time in this world. A fact that would later come back to bite you.
Yandere husband came home with flowers after work the next day. Blush pink roses with the thorns taken off with care. His blue eyes were hopeful as he waited for your reaction and you didn’t disappoint. He came home to another delicious hot meal and a warm smile as you happily accepted the flowers. It was like the love was back again… the love back when the two of you first started dating three years ago. And James was so thrilled.
Yandere husband loved coming home to warm meals and a clean house. James loved his clothes being washed and folded. He also loved how you ironed his work shirt. You hadn’t been this domestic in ages… you deserved more from him. Heavens, you deserved the world.
Yandere husband began to bring flowers or chocolates by every day after that just to see you smile… and he was so thrilled when you hugged him. You felt him tremble a bit as he tightened his hold on you as if he was terrified you’d disappear in a mere moment. “…how about we go on a date this weekend?”
Yandere Husband who was all too eager to put on a suit that matched the dress you wore. He made sure to open the car door for you, the restaurant door, and even pull out your chair. You were shocked at how eager he seemed for this date… and the fact that he gave you his utmost attention.
Yandere husband who made sure to order your meals once you told him what you wanted. His hand held yours under the table as his thumb brushed against your knuckles with utmost affection. James was so happy you wanted to do these kinds of things together again. He had missed this more than anything but never wanted to voice it.
Yandere husband who cuddles you in bed at night now. His hands wander more and he gets bolder as the days drag on… but you didn’t know how long you’d stay in this world with him and you would feel awful if you left suddenly. But you were happy that someone wanted to touch you… your husband back in your world hadn’t in ages either. So why not indulge this one?
Yandere husband who was gentle at first but it wasn’t long for him to grow rough once he had a taste. Had intimacy always been this good? Or had James just been denied for so many years that he was losing his mind in you? He didn’t care that the bed creaked in protest or how your back arched in a way it never had, James was so thrilled to touch his wife again.
Yandere Husband who now kissed your shoulders every morning when the sunlight streamed in before work. James would hold you from behind as you cooked and helped with dishes. He was so happy to have all his stress melt away with your touch.
Yandere husband who finds your journal and despite knowing it was wrong to read it, he read it anyways. James’s heart fluttered at the words.
James really enjoys pot roast, steak, mashed potatoes, and carrots. He says he likes tomatoes, but I notice he will push them off to the side when I’m not looking. He also prefers beef gravy over chicken gravy. James says he likes his coffee black, but he always adds in a table spoon of sugar when I’m not looking.
Yandere husband who read deeper and soon discovered your secret. You weren’t his real wife or at least, his original one. You were from another timeline trapped in a loveless marriage just like him… and he’d felt such a kinship with you.
My husband from my world hardly ever spent time with me. He never stayed for dinner and we never went on dates. I really like James. I want to stay with James. How could someone not love James? He’s such a wonderful man.
Yandere husband was so flattered that you were noting his preferences. James never thought anyone noticed him… and he’d be damned if he’d ever leave him. He loved you too. James loved you so much. More than anyone else in his entire life. Even more than himself and more than his cushy job at the law firm.
Yandere husband who put the journal back and made a decision. He was going to keep you here in this world with him forever. And he’d never, ever let you go.
some more audio porn recommendations for you my loveliesssss I hope you guys like theMMMM mWUAH
I did my best to curate them but I can't guarantee any of these people dont have other audios with tw. age stuff (its soundgasm, they love that shit there) so do make sure to check individual tags on other audios from these creators
recs post 1
brother/sister audios
lazy big brother tw incest, slight degradation (sooooo cute i really really like this one it feels very real brosis vibes to me mhm)
stoner big bro part 1 and part 2 tw incest, dubcon, semi public (iconic. I know yall have heard the first part for sure but he has 4 parts up and they’re all soooo yummy, gets me off every time <33)
sharing a bed tw incest, reluctant, virgin
mutual crush on big bro tw incest, reallyyyy cute, cuddles (his accent is cute too I really like this one its so all softy n cute)
doing things with your bf makes big budder jealous tw incest, jealousy
brother who’s a king tw incest, yandere, v protective (this one is sooooo yummy I love the way he talks to her it’s so longingly but angry !!! it's sooo sexy)
big bro lil sis where she’s sick tw incest, praise, let nii nii take hang out with you
outrageous dirty talk w big bro tw incest, threatening violence in a loving way, cannibalism mentions? (can’t remember if I shared this one in my last post but one of my all time favorites fRRRRR !!! and this guy has many of my fav audios!!)
med student big bro tw incest, dubcon, abuse of power, medical malpractice (made me feel real objectified and poked and prodded like a test subject, loved itttt <333 really long but a fun listen)
dad/daughter audios
cuddling daddy next to mom tw incest, ddlg core, virgin, very explicit dirty talk too
other
stranger jerking it on the train tw public (just pretty short, fun and flirty! what it says on the tin)
boss/employee but the guy is a golden retriever service dom
recommended in ask or found these but haven't listened through yet!! check out at your own discretion! I'll add them above once I've listened to them <33
summary: elijah doesn't get the reason why his beloved mage wanted to quit his party.
just imagine being a really strong mage that can practically blew up a whole castle if you wanted to. but the thing is... you are stuck on the hero's side.
elijah, being a famous hero he is, was known for being an upright person. someone who moves forward to bring peace to the people not just for those people inside his kingdom, but to the people around the world. he is someone who believes in equality. someone who believes that violence won't solve anything.
he is also famous for his looks, ofc. but after defeating the demon king with his party. his fame skyrocketed, much to your dismay.
are you jealous? yes, you are fucking jealous.
what do you mean that he usually spends his time with women? what do you mean that he receives countless gifts and confessions from men and women alike? you also want that kind of fame!
you are the one who delivered the last blow to that demon king and killed it but why are they acting like elijah is the one who killed it? ah, damn! you're so jealous that you could die!
so, while looking for ways to be more popular. you saw this book that quitting a hero's party could make you more popular. so, you immediately go to where Elijah is and find him getting fed by your resident elf archer who had an insatiable energy in bed (btw, he is a man. you're still not sure if he's gay tho.) while your tsundere tomboy was currently telling a story to elijah who was petting the hair of the youngest in your group, your party's healed who was sitting on his lap.
seeing you, elijah's face brightens immediately. but then-
“ please kick me out of the party! ”
is the first thing that you had said while bowing your dad. Elijah blinked, and for a few moments, his face darkened. the usual smile on his face had disappeared. but only your archer noticed that making him giggle softly.
then, by the time you look at him. his lips curve into his usual smile and ask you for your reason. then you immediately explain the reason why. but your hero, elijah, only smiled brightly.
“ hell no <3! ”
yes, he said those words sweetly and that icked you. looked like this attempt is failed too.
now, it made elijah's mood sour. he doesn't get the reason why you're so persistent on becoming popular. on making people like you.
when in the first place, he was already head over heels towards you.
elijah likes everything about you. your sometimes twisted personality, your tendency to overdress when you attend parties along with his party, your smile, the way your soft voice calling him 'hero' when he was about to collapse while facing the demon king, the way your hair fluttered as your magic circle surrounded the demon king before you made them explode using your magic. more importantly, elijah likes you an your magic.
so.... why are you so persistent on becoming popular in the first place when you already have him?
“ haha, maybe they just don't like you? ”
he tried to ask the most experienced person in his party once. but that is what the archer said as he attempted to kiss elijah. only for the said guy to casually evade his attempt.
ignoring the archer's whining, elijah decided to ask you for the reason. only for you to tell- now that the world is finally at peace and the humans, beasts, elves and the other creatures alike were co-existing. isn't it the time for the five of you to settle down and find someone to marry? and the first step on finding a good husband/wife is by being popular!
now you are speaking a language that elijah could not understand.
why are you finding other people to settle down with when in the first place, you were the one who boldly declared that you were his mage anyway? that he was the only hero that you would follow.
but then, if it means that you will stay with him, elijah is willing to destroy the peace that he and your party once fought for.
as a yandere, elijah is the soft manipulative yandere that is slowly transitioning into a possessive and territorial one.
careful to not trigger his yandere tendency because elijah can be dangerous despite his sweet hero persona. he only wants one simple thing after all. he just wants you to stay with him because the world is less fun without his little mage, you know?
“ i am your hero, right? the only hero worthy for you to follow. so... why are you leaving me then? ”
yandere!tamsy who kidnaps you far away from everything you’ve ever known. well, it’s not exactly kidnapping, more like moving. you knew sticking close to him was trouble so when things started heating up around his name, you weren’t that surprised. he said it was safer for the two of you to move far. deeper into a sector you don’t know anything about. without telling anyone your whereabouts. he also said it was safer if your name didn’t end up anywhere official. so you stayed home. well, now you’re unemployed!
yandere!tamsy who makes you ditch your old number soon after moving in. it wasn’t exactly sad — quite . . peaceful, actually, living tucked away with your sweet-ish boyfriend. you two fall into a routine oddly quick. he brushes your hair when you’re half asleep, you wash dirt out of his clothes. morning kisses but he’s out of the house by 8:00 am. you clean. scroll on pinterest. bake sometimes. his arrival time is unpredictable. sometimes at 5 with a lazy grin on his face, sometimes with delmon asking for dinner, sometimes even later. and you never quite know which version of him you’ll get today.
yandere!tamsy whose sturdy walls start to feel blurry and see-through sometimes. within those walls you remember your parents. one day you start thinking about them and suddenly you can’t stop. god, they must be worried to death. you wonder if they’re searching their sector. what if they think you’re dead? the pit grows in your mind day by day.
yandere!tamsy catches on quick that something’s wrong. he asks you during dinner. so instead of beating around the bush you tell him. he’s been nothing but good to you, he’ll take this well, you’re sure of it.
“i was thinking about my parents,” you say sheepishly, handing him his food. “do you think they’re worried about me?”
“they’ll be fine . . they’ll manage, love.”
yandere!tamsy replies with a nothing answer. he couldn’t care less about it, you thought. so you drop it. but tamsy doesn’t. actually, he has a plan to fix it. he’s not sure how to get you to stop missing them but he has an idea on how to make them stop worrying.
yandere!tamsy has your knees scraping the rough carpet the next day as he rocks your head back and forth on the handful of hair he had grabbed. all you can feel was his dick repeatedly slamming into your throat. you didn’t even realize when he had pulled his phone out and aimlessly threw it on the couch next to you, getting whatever angle he could. the phone was back in his pocket before his load was fully out.
yandere!tamsy later that night, with you asleep against him, pulls out his phone once again. with a few clicks the video is sent to your mom’s inbox.
well, to his dismay, now they’re even more worried!
♡ Synopsis- You’ve been watching your nerdy otaku boyfriend game for hours, so you get his attention another way !
♡ warnings- EDGING, overstimulation, stomach bulge, CREAMPIE, your otaku boyfriend, Naruto underwear, SMUT, piv. (lmk if I missed any)
♡ word count- 2.7k
♡ A/N - I really liked this fic, here’s a little something for thanksgiving, fun fact- inspired by otaku gojo.
♡ Minors do not interact ♡
You’ve been watching your nerdy otaku boyfriend game for hours.
Flipping through your vogue magazines, he’d bought for you to occupy your time with. Hearing the crunchy sound of paper flipping back and forth for a good 30 minutes now—Sitting in his spread lap. He’s playing some game called variant? Or was it called Valorant? You don't remember anymore, you’ve seen him play so many games—you don’t even know when he’s switched over to a new one.
You were bored out of your mind. Usually he’d give you as much attention as you want. Doing anything you’ve asked of him, without a second thought in his little hentai filled mind. But when he was in his gaming mode, there was no stopping him from playing until he was satisfied.
Sometimes he’d teach you how to play, not wanting you to have nothing to do—but the only game you knew how to play was roblox, it was the easiest game you could comprehend, and you didn't hurt Your long blinged out nails from pressing the keys too hard, you could go as slow as you want. you liked buying robox—robux for your little cube character to dress up, and playing the princess game royal high. You started playing the game so much—he made you an account.
You’ve been waiting for him to finish playing variant so he could set up the game for you and help you play, but he’s been too—what was the word called? occupied…. You roll your eyes at the thought.
“You suck so much ass, just log out bro”
Your boyfriend yelled into his mic, he was clicking the keyboard so hard. It made your body jump up from his arms moving so much over you. The clacking noises irritated and overwhelmed you. He was playing so rough you’d occasionally jump up on his lap.
“Baby, when’s it my turn to get on the game…..” you whined and pouted, trying to get his attention, lips glossy—jutted out. You even leaned your tits onto his desk, making them look nice and squishy. You didn’t get a response from him, not even a glance. Focused on the pixels on the lit up screen. Usually he’d be all over you—poking your tits out. He seems really distracted today, you hummed at the thought as he continued to yell obscenities into the microphone.
Suddenly an idea popped into your mind….
You knew how much he liked it when you dressed up as his little anime characters. You didn’t know what the appeal was, but it still did the job getting him easily horny and aroused. Sometimes he’d be so hard he’d spill in an instance when you’d bat your pretty lashes, and pout your lips. It always worked.
He’d bought you so many costumes to the point where some of it had to stay in his closet, usually you’d throw a fit about wearing the wigs and outfits, because of how itchy the fabric were but he’d always promised you a shopping spree after you’d dress up, along with photo shoots.
You shivered and rolled your eyes at the thought of the photo shoots. He’d have you pose for hours getting the perfect angles—his favorite poses. Just to get them done professionally, he’d be the only one laying eyes on them and hanging them up on the walls. His apartment is practically filled with merchandise of you—and his little cartoon figurines combined together.
You thought it was a waste of money and it could have been put to funding another birken bag, but hey, it was something he enjoyed doing, and you wanted your baby to be happy too.
You climbed out of his lap hoping it wouldn’t get too much of his attention, wanting to catch his eyes at the perfect timing just so you could deny him in the end…. You smiled at the thought. You were so smart for coming up with this idea. You were totally getting off at the thought of edging him.
You tiptoed over to his closet. Opening the closet door, you noticed there weren't a lot of options—most of the outfits being at your dorm. You searched through the options nevertheless hoping to find something good, although the options were limited you spotted a K-Angel outfit, it was a game you watched him play a while back and you thought the cartoon girl was pretty cute.
The outfit was something he’d recently bought as well. You pulled out the two toned wig and pastel uniform from the closest. It was perfect—your boyfriend had been such a gamer boy today, it was only right you’d be the streamer girl.
You hold the wig and outfit close into your arms as you tell your nerdy boyfriend that you're going to the bathroom, he still doesn’t seem to hear you. You roll your eyes at his behavior, sauntering down the hall to go change into the bathroom. Once you finish changing and managing to get the wig on. You change up your makeup style.
Satisfied with your looks.You walk back into his nerdy haven of a room.You notice that he’s still playing variant. You walk over normally, and plop down onto his lap
He doesn’t notice you yet, still focused on his game. Fingers are still clacking on the keyboard roughly. “hah… fucking online daters—I solo all of you, yeah?”
You began to grind against his clothed legs, trying to alleviate the wetness in your cunny—all the degrading talking he’s been doing all this time starts to get you off. He never talks like this—you thought it was sexy. He ignores the feeling of you grinding against him. He chalks it off as you getting uncomfortable in his lap and trying to adjust yourself for being there too long.
You grind a little harder, the friction of your rough grinding against his clothed leg sends electric shots to your throbbing clit through your clothed panties. “Haa… oh fuuuck—that, ahg… feels s’good~♡!” He hears your pretty high pitched moans, and finally locks eyes with you. He immediately feels himself grow underneath you.
Shit, you looked so fucking cute. You were only grinding, yet you already looked so fucked out already. Rubbing your cute round ass against him—thighs looking so huge and squishy in those thigh highs—looked like you came right out of one of his hentai mangas. He finally began to realize how much you need him—need his attention.
You never willingly got into the cosplays he wanted you to wear unless you were promised another handbag, or some crazy shopping spree at the mall. so you in that cute k-angel cosplay almost had him busting into his pants right then and there. He needed to contain himself—to feel your sweet cunt wrap around him like a snake, that was way better than cumming now.
“Fuck baby…. you feel s’good rubbing your cute ass against me.”
Players in the game heard your sweet little moans, and he swears he heard one of them congratulate him on finally being able to pull. Your boyfriends face flushes—the tips of his ears growing red, embarrassed. You stuck your tongue out. maintaining eye contact with your nerdy boyfriend, trying to seduce him—bait him into touching you.
Your pretty ass starts to dry hump against him. The chair gets squeaky, rocking with the weight of the both of you on it. He gets a full blown boner from your humping. The tent in his pants growing— Getting too tight. He leaks precum, growing a patch of wetness onto his pants. You bounce atop of him more, trying to keep the friction in your cunny going.
He tries to wrap his arms around your waist, to gain control of your speed—You weren’t having it though. Immediately slapping his arms away. “no touching or I’ll stop” you said in a bratty tone, or so he thought.
Even though he wanted nothing more than to spear you on his cock he sure as hell listens to you though, trying his best not to lift you up for a better angle and taking control of you. He didn’t want the pleasure to stop—He took what you gave him.
He whines into your shoulder, having thrown your head back to give him better access to mark up and suckle on your neck. Like a puppy being deprived of his favorite toy. “C’mon, s’not fair baby…. You know I can’t survive without slurping you up.” He frowns into you, hips grinding up into you to meet your clumsy, sloppy, thrusts into your clothed cunt.
“You should've… agh~ paid more—attention to…hahh~ to me !” You say hazed and dazed out. Having felt yourself getting too close to the edge you had enough of the grinding. You decided to pull his grey sweat pants down, his underwear coming down along with his pants. Your otaku boyfriend immediately feels the fresh air hitting his aching cock the minute it’s freed from his naruto patterned underwear. You cringe for a second, but continue nevertheless.
You wrap your pink long nails along his cock, adjusting yourself so you are directly above it. You pull your silky pink panties to the side—rubbing him back and forth against your silky slit, making your slick gather along his veiny cock. You felt so good rubbing against his him.
“ahh—shit…. Baby, j’st wanna… Ngh~ put it… into your sweet—sweet, cunny….. already~♡!”
He could’ve sworn that he was already inside of your succulent cunt. But he felt you continue to slide back and forth against him—slick making obscene noises. You felt his meaty cock almost enter into your hole and you swear you let out the loudest mewl.
You could feel the vibrations going through your clit. You finally decided to sheath his cock inside of you. You hear your baby whimper loudly. His twitching hands not knowing where to go. He still wanted to follow your rule but fuck you were making it hard for him.
You glance at the bright computer screen, little characters running around. “C’mon baby don’t you wanna—ngh~…. Play the game?” You look behind your shoulder—to see sweat dripping from your baby’s face. You moved your hips a little more—teasing him. He whimpered into his arm, to keep from too much noise coming out.
You put a finger to your lips in a ‘shh’ motion. He was clearly struggling to contain his fantasies. Knowing this, You bounced a little harder against him to fully sink your glistening cunt onto his girthy cock.
He might not look like he gets bitches. But fuck, his dick was 11 inches…. !
The obscene noises made you both even hornier for each other, his cock making
fap fap fap noises into your cunny and your cunt continually squelching and squeezing against him made it feel like fucking heaven. He was so grateful he was able to get a tight cunt like yours. He never wanted to leave it !
He swears his brain turned to mush—hazy and sluggish. All he could grasp about reality was how your sweet gummy walls were squeezing his cock. It was like she had a mind of her own, joyous and happy at the feel of him inside of her, like she personally took a liking to his cock. Just sucking him in like a vacuum.
“Oh fuuuck baby—I can feel… hgn~ feel you—ahh~… inside me…..feels s’gooood~♡!” You felt like you were on cloud 9, as if it was Black Friday, hearing those sales go 80% off, your eyes were dilated—rolled back. Feeling his cock fuck into you—veiny, and girthy, bulge very noticeable in your tummy— You would’ve thought you were 3 weeks pregnant.
He moaned hard hearing your pretty voice, you were like a siren, luring him to drive deeper into your cunt with your pretty moans.
You feel him grind his hips up to fuck into you faster, you felt so fucking good, but you had to stop, the plan was to edge him till he felt like doing anything you asked and you weren’t too fucked out not to forget how he was ignoring you.
You slow down your bouncing. You knew your cunny was gonna try to hold on to him as much as she could, but you had to put yourself first….
He whimpered into your neck, hands still holding onto the desk. He was frustrated. Almost having come into your sweet cunt, like a sneeze he couldn’t get out— huffing and puffing leading up to it. He practically begged you. To let him cum
“Please mommy, can’t— I can’t…. mhm~ take it, anymore… need y’so bad ahg…need you rlly bad mommy, need you….pleasse—please—plsss~♡!” This was music to your fucking ears, he was so desperate, he even called you mommy. This was his first time calling you something like that. You flushed hard. You didn’t know your otaku boyfriend being needy and whimpering could be so fucking sexy.
“Promise— haah~ promise ….. you’ll listen— gahh~ to me~♡!” You say, although you were going slower, the feeling of him in your cunt still got you going. “Fuck baby— anything you, mhmm~ need….anything you ask for !” He promised to pay attention to you from now on. You smirk at the declaration. “Pinky promise~?” You muttered, out of breath. “P-pinky promise…” you reached back to intertwine fingers with him.
“Take control baby~!” Upon giving him the green light he didn’t let any second go to waste. He grabbed onto your hips, and rammed you onto his cock. Strands of his hair plastered to his forehead. The bounce of your tits, the jiggle in your hips—recoiling. Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull. Fap fap fap. You can feel his hips twitching. He was fucking up into you. Hard. He was clearly Pent up. It wasn’t gonna take much for you to cum.
He thought you looked so hot in that k-angel outfit. Everything was practically still on, just with your pink silky panties twisted to the side. One of your thigh highs were Down and the other was still up, giving him a view of your jiggly thighs. The long pigtails in your hair moving and bouncing along with his thrusts p, it was sending heat to his cock.
“Ahh~ … shit baby, m’gonna—gonna cum, please cum in me—please baby, need it, need your seed…. in me mhnm~♡!!! Upon saying the magic words You swear he pounds into you faster, hips slamming and stuttering into you like a hammer. Your drool drops onto your bouncy tits. You felt so fuckimg good.
You felt his lips latch and suckle onto your neck, you were feeling so many sensations, the slam of his hips, the bounce of your tits, and his hand rubbing on your clit. Your hips stuttered as you orgasmed on his cock. You felt your cunt squelch as he continues the pace, fucking your droopy cum back into you, as he chases his own orgasm.
His cock uncontrollably twitches inside your cunt—overwhelmeimg you—making you feel good, despite cumming already.
"Y-you, feels so— i– ah—! ohh... shit, fuck… g’unna come… agh.. g’nna—fill you up~♡!” He felt his cock tighten up as he finally came into your overwhelming heat of a cunt. Of course your cunny sucked him dry in return.
You finally relax and slump against him. Feeling his sticky seed slosh around your tummy—he fucked it into you. Your tummy’s gonna be feeling full for some time. You just hope you’re able to clean all of the cum good enough—luckily you were on the pill.
His gaming chair was a sticky mess from the both of you. Your nerdy boyfriend gets a clean wet rag to clean the both of you off.
“Still up for playing roblox?” You nodded your head, still a bit hazy from your orgasm—the thought of playing around with your cube character still up for fun though.
“Fuck, I should take some photos of you—you look so fucking cute right now.” He muttered to himself. Your boyfriend reaches over to the computer monitor to set up the game. Only to realize that the server he was in before was still running.
Fuck, his mic was still on too… he’s pretty sure those degernates have already gooned to your voice.
Yandere!Knight who gets assigned as the personal guard of the kingdoms only princess. Princess who during a trip to the southern regions was kidnapped by a band of rogues. Fortunately, the army found you. Battered, starved, but alive.
Yandere!Knight who becomes your sword, shield and champion.
Yandere!Knight who is the most patient and understanding man whenever you flinch away from every single person in the room. He offers a comforting, steady wall of steel, muscles and devotion. He would rather die first than have you go through any kind of torment again.
Yandere!Knight who will shield you away from any possible suitors that come to ask for your hand in marriage. "The likes of you aren't even worthy of gazing upon my princess. Go away before I make you regret it."
Yandere!Knight who breaks code whenever you have a night terror. Because surely, it won't hurt to have you cling to him as he hushes you to sleep. Surely it won't count as sin when his touch lingers a bit too long on the small of your back.
Yandere!Knight who feels his blood boiling inside his armor when a prince from a foreign land comes with the promise of taking you away where you'll be forever safe. Away to where you'll get snatched away from him once more?
Yandere!Knight who in a desperate move visits a famous poisoner, the arsenic in the prince's beverage never crossing anybody's mind. It doesn't smell or taste, for everybody, the prince sadly passed away from a bad case of cholera.
Yandere!Knight who would move mountains to see you smile, to see the sun shining over your skin on lazy mornings, to help you into your pretty corsets whenever there's an important dinner, to feel the softness of your skin even when he's wearing those heavy gloves.
Yandere!Knight who has had enough of the screams at night whenever you see a suspicious shadow, thinking they have come for you again. You deserve retribution for your pain, and he is the blade that will give it to you.
Yandere!Knight who when praying to god, to the saints, to the angels in the sky, really only prays to a deified version of you that only he seems to comprehend.
Yandere!Knight who desperately searches for every bit of information he can gather, and finally, a mercenary gives it to him for a hefty sum of golden coins. He finally has the names of the bastards who dared to touch his most jealously guarded treasure.
Yandere!Knight who comes back to you bloody by midnight. Eyes glowing in the dark as he stalks closer to the bed. Dropping to his knees as you stir from your sleep, cupping your delicate feet and pressing a reverent kiss to your soft skin. "Your grace, it delights me to tell you that you are finally safe. If honors me to tell you that my hands are dirty with the blood of the scum that bruised your precious skin."
Yandere!Knight who traps you in a bruising grip, staining your expensive nightgown with blood, your pristine bedsheets. "My precious pearl, don't you think I deserve a reward? Of course not, my princess. Don't be stupid, I am but a dog at your feet, a loyal hound. To have you touching me would be blasphemy."
Yandere!Knight who never lets you out of his sight.
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A/N: I have a knight kink. Either way. Once more, feel free to do whatever you want to this guy, send requests for him, send asks for him, name him, whatever. IM NEW TO OC WRITING IM JUST A POOR FANFIC WRITER I'M SORRY GYUUU
(AN: I have rizz-en from my grave to be horny once more. All of these guys are avaliable for requests, but will be listed under the materlist simply as Yan!Boarding School.)
Background: Thinking about a Headmasters child!Reader at a private boarding school. For a Fem!Reader, perhaps you're just visiting daddy for the season while he's running the school, or maybe you've been bad, and need more supervision. For a Masc!Reader, it could be the same case, however, with Blackmoore Academy being an all male school, this opens up the availability for reader to be attending.
Student scenarios and profiles:
◇ Harrison Spence, star member of the swim steam, basketball player, and golden boy. Despite jock stereotypes, he's respectful and mature. He always looks out for others, and this lends to why your father suggests rooming with him. Plus... if anything were to happen, your father wouldn't hate to have him as a son in law. He's SOOO friendly when he meets you. Those big strong arms are perfectly suited to lug your bags upstairs to his room. Want help putting stuff away, sure! For a Fem!Reader, he's not suprised how awkward he is when he's unzipping your suitcase, only to be met with some thin lacy garments. He just coughs and backs off. For a Masc!Reader, he wears boxers too! So why does he still feel so hot. He should open a window.
He'll make sure you fit in around campus, mostly steering you in the direction of the athletics department. He'd love to see you at some of his games, cheering him on. You seem so nice, he could really seem himself with you long term, the more he thinks about crushing on you. Besides, you already share a living space. He feels awful about how his body reacts anytime you're too close. You left a jacket behind that smells just like you? He tries not to think about the consequences of fisting his cock into it. Late night out at one of his games? Who cares if you share a dorm and your bed is literally six feet away, it's too far of a walk. Slide into his bed, he's a gentleman. At least until he wakes up the next morning, mind foggy as he instinctively moves his cock up over the waist band, putting a leaky tip against your ass as he resists the urge to press his head into your neck, opting for a pillow instead. He's so, so sorry, but he's gott a deal with it, and you just feel so good. He rationalizes it by saying he's not just some horned up guy, no. You're his roommate, HIS. And what would the Headmasters think! No, he wants a future with you, romance, not just a warm hole to rut...
"Hey, roomie! Listen, practice is running kinda late tonight, so I'm gonna grab food on the way back. Why don't you text me your order, I can bring it back. We can make a whole thing out of it, no need to pay me back! I'm thinking burgers?"
◇ Carter Matthews, student body president, scholar, and in every AP class possible. Even some dumb ones. He doesn't pay much mind to you, you ate very attractive but so is he. If he felt the need for a relationship, he could get whomever he wanted. But he hates... hates how you make the other students, even some of the faculty act. He can't help but follow you around, making sure you obey curfew, and don't get into any trouble. He likes to keep order around here, and it bothers him to have to ignore his student body presidential duties to make sure some delinquent isn't trying to slip you a spiked drink, or some jock has you under the bleachers trying to get your mouth wrapped around their tips.
Eventually, he decides you could be helpful instead of a hinderance. He's busy, may need a form of stress relief, and given babysitting you when Harrison isn't around is one of the main sources of that stress, why shouldn't you help him out. Besides, you look so cute flustered. Maybe it starts small, he tells you your uniform bottoms aren't regulation, and while he tugs them down to 'fix' them, his hands wander a bit too much, grazing the soft skin of your ass. During random room inspections, he may let his hatred of the sports program taking up all the funding by mentioning how obvious it is your roommate wants to stick it in you. Harrison can't stand him, not trusting the cold creepy gaze of the prefect. He'll force you to come to student council meetings, under the guise of assisting him with preparing for a faculty dinner to appease your father, only to get you under his desk while he writes, trying to guide you with one stern hand. He doesn't like to go too deep, not one to enjoy gagging or unnecessary sound that would distract him from working.
"Keep it down." He scolds, cold eyes peering down through blonde bangs. With a sigh, his free hand strokes your cheek. "Just suckle, alright? There'll be plenty of time after I'm done for you to make sweet noises around my cock..."
◇ Evan Reed, CAPTAIN of the swim team, and student assistant PE coach. He's used to play basketball alongside Harrison, but got kicked out for being too violent. Shoving, pushing, and going as far as knocking teeth out. He's a fucking animal. He's handsome, of not a bit of a loner. He isn't popular or unpopular, people tend to leave him alone because of that bad boy attitude and his temper, but he's always welcome to party with the jocks, welcomed into parties and known as a keg-stand king. And boy do you catch his eyes, giving that your always hanging off Harrison, or being trailed by Carter. He's more than happy to accompany you to the pool or help you out in gym class, but it's obvious what he wants. He'll get up behind you in the pool, still smelling of cigarettes as he asks mundane questions while trying to pull your swimsuit to the side and get his hands on that sweet spot between your thighs. Or maybe he'll sit on the edge of the pool, congratulate you on how good your doing, legs spread as he pulls you between them, hoping you'll end up accidentally eyeing his cock. If you are a Masc!Reader, then there's definitely some internalized homophbia. He'll make sure you know these are just normal friend activities, even when he's got you bent over in the boys locker room, ass up. He doesn't EVER plan to be the one on the bottom.
He's a player, chasing tail outside of the school, hitting on peers sisters and mom's alike. But now, he plans to keep you around, not because he necessarily feels like he wants a romantic relationship with you, but because he loooooves how pissed it makes Harrison. He never liked the goody two-shoes, and half suspects he's one of the people who pushed to get him kicked out of basketball. He likes to pick on people, but Harrison sees himself as a knight in shining armor. So it gives Evan a major power boner to make you grind up against him on the dancefloor at some preppy party, while Harrison just has to stand by and not crush his beer can. Evan knows harrison will never, ever do anything to ruin your good guy image of him. Ever.
He's pissed, punching a locker as he let's out a growl. 4-0, what the fuck is wrong with his team? How could they get fucked over so bad after weeks of missing parties for shitty practices. Luckily for him, he sees you on the sidelines, probably waiting for Harrison to walk you back to your dorm. He takes this opportunity to slide up behind you, hands on your hips as you can feel his angry erection rutting up against your ass. "You. Me. Locker room, five minutes, stall three. Be ready, underwear off and bent over or I'll take you in front of the guys who are still changing? Got it?" He departs with a harsh smack on your rear.
◇ Joseph Mick, he's in the newspaper, but it's not like he's the head or anything. He just love photography, and he's the only guy at school to have really mastered the dark room. He's known to be a little... odd. He's the youngest in you and Harrisons class, with a petite stature and thin, lanky arms. He's pale, almost gaunt, but that could be a lack of sunlight given that he spends all his time in the dark room or toiling over photo arrangement mock-ups in the journalism room. People avoid him, but he's okay with that. He's more than happy to just watch from a distance, and photography is his real branch to the world. People only talk to him or react positively if he's taking photos for the paper or the school newsletter. He actually meets you at one of Evan's swim meets, he gets good seats for being student press, and you get good seats for just being Evan's new favorite piece of ass. Your aren't even sure why you were invited, you don't even know anything about how one wins a swimming competition. But Joseph does. He's been to enough of these, and you notice, so you lean over and start asking him questions. He's shocked someone is talking to him, and not about getting a bigger feature in the yearbook. He's more than happy to help point stuff out to you, even if he had to repeat himself or stutter his way through something. He's feeling his heart flutter and his hands shake so much so he can barely hold the camera. Soon, he's watching as you walk away, wishing he could grab onto you and hang you up on his wall to admire like one of his pictures. It's only made worse when he sees a pair of masculine arms dragging you into the boys locker room.
He's a stalker, but it's not his fault! For one, he's got no idea how to approach anyone, much less someone he likes as much as you. And since he's got that reputation as a creep, if he approached you in public, Harrison would be polite but firm at shooing him away, Carter would give him a look that makes him feel like a worm beneath his well polished shoes, and Evan would beat him to the brink of death, but then pass him over to his friends. But God, if he didn't think it was worth it sometimes to just be close to you. He can only get as close to you as his high-focus lens will allow. He's got hundreds of photos of you, some taken by him, some by campus security cams, and he treats each one like the piece that's gonna get him into a top art school. He almost feels bad taking risqué shots of you. He's always following you, and he sees the ways those... those pigs are treating you. If he could stand up to them, he would. He sees (from the cameras he's slipped into your bag) the boner Harrison is always sporting when he in your presence, he even caught a glance of Harrisons late night rendezvous with your pillow. He sees the way Carter leads you through the hallways like his little secretary, lithe fingers trying to get up your uniform bottoms. Worst of all is the way he sees Evan humping you in the pool like a dog in heat, with you obviously unsure about how you feel about this. He knows he'd treat you right, if you'd ever consider being with something like him. Notice he almost feels too bad to take risqué pictures. He can't help it if a picture or two from one of his hidden cams has a bit of an upskirt, or gets a little to zoomed in on your pecs. But know that as he drums humps the table in the dark room, those copies are only so he can keep one in his room and one on his person! He'd never, ever share your sexual exploits, not like Evan would, always bragging about what he does with, or more likely to you.
Being on the newspaper staff, he's got a pretty good idea of everyone's schedules. He's more than happy to try and squeak out some words to you if he knows your many admirers are preoccupied. Trust him, he knows A LOT of good spots to share a meal privately or maybe... maybe you'd like to see the dark room? He's even got a pillow in there, a cushion he can place on a soft stool in case you ever came to visit. He hopes he could get a private photoshoot in, maybe with some silly pictures of you, or even some lewd pics, he's just happy to see his collection expand. He doesn't have a lot of money, but he's more than happy to buy you as much cheap vending machine food as you want as long as you'll spend time with him.
"Oh, shi- hey! I didn't realize you'd be stopping by here. I'm just, uh, editing some photos for the paper." You don't notice as he slyly moves a tray of pics taken outside a dorm window that looks suspiciously like yours. He thanks whoever is out there in this moment that the dark room has a sink as he keeps his right hand out of sight.
◇ Tyler Mertz and Percy 'Pez' Goldberg, two outsiders, and self proclaimed 'dudes with bad tudes'. Put into the same headcanon spot because they aren't ever seen apart. Tyler and Pez got in on scholarship, and immediately bonded because they know they don't fit in among the rich kids at Ridgemoore. Tyler got in on a scholarship to pursue culinary excellence, because if he can do one thing, it's cook. Pez was awarded a scholarship by lottery two years ago, and even though he's barely passing most of his classes and is the biggest delinquent in school, he can't be kicked out. The school made too much of a big deal about his acceptance to create some good press, the faculty are planning to just wait the problem out. Repeating a year hasn't helped with that, though. Still, they are attached at the hip. Both struggle in classes, Pez because of a shitty social life and even shittier focus, and Tyler because he's just a little slow. Still, Tyler excels in cooking, and the faculty know he's trying. There's a few ways you might come across the pair. Maybe you decided to take culinary, and got paired up with a sweet, dopey guy who turns out to be a fucking MasterChef, or maybe your a brat!reader, like I mentioned earlier, and you meet Pez in detention, where he's glad to know the schools newest troublemaker is a looker too. Most likely, you come across them when either Evan makes you tag along to buy some weed and half-priced shitty beer for a post-game party, or Carter tells you he'll personally see to it that your father tethers you to him if he sees you talking to those 'deliquents'. Either way, they're probably some of the nicest guys in the school, even though Pez likes to fight. He's not a bad guy, but the school can't seem to recognize half of the shit he does is in retaliation to someone fucking with him or his friend.
Pez will like any kind of reader, any. If you're bratty!reader, he loves having someone to run around and bust shit up with. But he'll promise to leave the statue of your father alone, if that's what you want. If you're an innocent!reader, he can't deny he'd love to ruin that good guy/girl image you have going on. Smoke a little weed, sneak out a little, let him show you a good time. He promises he won't cross any lines or do something that would really scare or upset you. He's not a bad guy, he just wants to show you there's so much stuff out there to do. Unlike Joseph, he doesn't let the fact that others think he's a freak keep him from hanging with you. He wants them to see that you like him. HIM. He thinks your adorable no matter who you are, and frankly, snuggling up on the Headmasters kid is just another act of defiance he's happy to flaunt. Eventually, he might even open up to you about his shitty home life, and the fact he's only called Pez cause' when he's high that candy is all he wants to eat.
Tyler is a huge softie. He doesn't let the thing people say about him get to him, mostly because he's a bit dense in the moment to know he's being made fun of, but also because he's okay with being alone. He's happy with who he is, a nice guy. But, that doesn't mean he doesn't love his best buddy, or mind adding you to there little group. It's just one more mouth to feed in his eyes. He'll walk you to all your classes, slinging his big arms around you and keeping you close to his side. Unlike Pez, he grew up with a pretty loving family, and they're what he misses most about being away at boarding school. Most of the money he makes selling weed with Pez goes back to his family, but they don't really know how he makes it. He comes to see you and Pez as his new little family.
With these two, there will be lots of late nights with bad movies and pizza made from scratch. Being on some rundown couch squished between to large bodies, at least one set of arms wrapped around your waist. I think they both are pretty open about telling each other about the crush they have on you, given that they are best buds. These idiots probably got super high one night, and Tyler let slip that he, quote, 'thinks he wants to put a baby in you', to which Pez replies he'd like to put something along those lines in you too. It wouldn't be hard for them to both come to terms with wanting to share you, they share everything else. They just hope you'd want both of them, Pez and Tyler can't stand the thought of making things awkward by you only wanting one of them, so they both subtly try to transition you into the roll of being their partner.
Pez would be fucking fuming when he starts realizing the things boys at school are doing to you. Whether he witnesses it himself, or you come to him and Tyler seeking comfort, he'll pound the shit out of anyone who tries to touch you like that. If you like someone else, Pez wouldn't wail on them to eliminate a rival like Evan would, but rather he hands it over to Tyler. Tyler would come up with some rumors, maybe a reason the guy isn't right for you, and why would Tyler lie? He doesn't feel great about lying, but thinking about the things guys at this school do to you, fills the sweet chefs stomach with a bitter bile.
They wouldn't outright pressure you into sex, but rather try and find ways to coerce you into requesting or initiating it. Pez has some weed laced with something, nothing too strong, but it'll make even a nun feel a little frisky. He'll lay back or rub your thigh, hoping the weed will relax you enough to come out and say what you want. Maybe an aphrodisiac or two gets slipped into a warm drink Tyler made for you. It gets you feeling all hot, but don't worry, you can stay in their room overnight and wear their clothes, so they can... make sure you're not sick or anything.
"Hey," you can feel a pair of arms wrap around you from your spot at the library table. You look up and see Pez, with Tyler now playfully laying his head on the table beside you. "Heard that shithead Evan's got an away game, so it looks like your freed up after all to spend a little time with your favorite guys." His lips are dangerously close to your ear, making you squirm. "Yeah, man, we've got a bunch of movies n' shit from the store, and I'll even make your favorite. Stay the night, it's not like we've got anywhere to be tommorow, and my beds so cold..." Tyler teases playfully, eyes wide and feigning sadness.
All these boys make it difficult to get any alone time at Ridgemoor, but the men certainly don't make it easier... (Taboo part two with the faculty coming soon, because I'm horny for Dilfs and old men with questionable dynamics with reader.)
