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[monstersflashlight]

request: a thieving reader is caught stealing from an orc warrior camp… murhehehe…

Paying for it

Orcs x fem!reader || free use, sharing is caring, oral sex, double penetration

You didn’t really need anything special. You didn’t even know why you went into their camp. But truth is, you’d been observing them for a few days, thinking of all the possibilities in your monsterfucker brain, and when the night came… You had to. You had to get in and try to steal something. Did you need it? No. Did you want it? Maybe. Did you want to be discovered by their leader? Yes. Fuck yes.

And that’s exactly what happens. It’s like you made it happen in a perfect cue of events. You are taking the little barrel with gold, trying to walk away but without really trying when you hear something behind you. Orcs are big and imposing, and they are so scary to most people they don’t even try to hide their steps… or their gold.

The first one who spots you smirks, his tusks framing his mouth when his grin expands impossibly wild, and he calls out for his leader very loudly. You try not to shake on your feet, your whole body trembling in anticipation at the idea of getting fucked by that man. That incredibly and fucking hot man you saw only once, but you’ve wanted carnally since then.

Two other orcs immobilize you, the one in your right ogles down your body and licks her lips, and the one in your left is doing a poor job of hiding how he’s checking out your ass. You can feel your panties getting damp when you hear the loud stomping and their leader appears in front of you. He’s the biggest of them all, so massive and monstrous you can feel your mouth already salivating.

Their leader grabs you, chuckling when you (falsely) try to escape and calls you all kinds of pet names. Apparently you are the cutest creature they’ve ever encountered, and you were nice enough to drop in their lap, metaphorically. But he doesn’t wait a lot to make it a reality.

He sits back in his big throne and plants you firmly on his lap, your ass rubbing deliciously against the biggest dick you’ve ever felt. He’s hard, of course he’s hard. And you are feeling a little bit too eager when all those hungry eyes lay on you, the leader’s hands on your body while he tries to grope every single centimeter of your body. You are dizzy with desire and pent-up sexual frustration. It’s like your body is ignited from within, and you are ready to be mounted.

You let out a soft plea, and everyone around you laughs at how pathetic you sound. But you don’t care, you got what you were looking for, but they still need to fuck you senseless for this trip to be worth it. The orc leader doesn’t take a lot of convincing. The second you tell him you want his cock, he’s ripping your clothes away and everyone around is cheering, yells, and curses all around while you see some orcs taking their cocks out and start jerking themselves around you.

The orc leader manhandles you until you are fully on his lap, the tip of his dick against your dripping pussy and his hands all over. It takes two words for the others to get closer, and only one for them to start touching you while the leader brings your hips down and starts bouncing you on his dick like you are his human toy. You are dizzy with pleasure while you moan and beg for more.

There are fingers in your ass, opening you up, stretching you to fit someone else. There are fingers on your mouth, pressing down on your tongue while you drool around them, and the orc warrior uses your saliva to rub her clit in front of you. The orc leader doesn’t stop fucking you.

Your first orgasm is ripped out of you, and the second one feels like it’s being pulled out. But the leader doesn’t stop there, and neither do the others. There are hands everywhere. They pull and touch and rub and caress. Your fingers find somebody’s pussy, and your mouth is rapidly filled. By the time a cock tunnels on your ass, the orc leader has filled you with his come twice. But he’s still hard. So very hard. And not stopping. Not that you want him to.

The orc leader fucks you like there’s no tomorrow, filling you up over and over, your lower abdomen full with his come, so much of it leaking down around his shaft, making a mess of everything. But he still fucks more and more loads inside of you. It feels divine. And while he does that, the others don’t stop their ministrations either. They take turns with your ass and your mouth, not a single hole empty for more than a couple of minutes while you lose yourself in the pleasure they are bringing you.

If they ask you, the attempted theft was a complete success.

[monstersflashlight]

Imagine being chosen to be the next queen in the orc kingdom. Out of all the possible suitors, the king himself chose you to be his bride. He stared at you across the room for so long you felt every inch of your body reacting to his presence. And when he smirked... You knew you'd be the next queen.

Nothing prepared you for the possessive way in which he stares at you every single second. He never let you out of sight. Nobody was allowed to get too close to you. Definitely nobody else could touch you in any way. His hands had to be the only touch you'd ever feel. But you weren't too mad about it, his possessive hands made up for every single second of touch-starvation you had in your life. His grip was always so possessive, touching you, teasing you, groping you... The orc king didn't care about who was watching. He only cared that you were his, and his alone.

He promised to get you a throne, something worthy of the prettiest human, of the queen of the orc kingdom... but it wasn't like he'd let you use it. He insisted on you sitting on his lap every single time, so he had easy access to every part of you.

At first, it was only some light caressing, but it rapidly escalated until his fingers inside of you were the most common thing in the castle. Seeing you bent over any possible surface with his dick deep inside of you was so normal nobody batted an eye anymore. Smelling his come on you became the norm. And opening your legs up to show out-border emissaries how pretty your pussy looked when leaking his come... Just some other queen's duty.

You loved being the queen of the orc kingdom.

Read more short stories like this one in this masterlist or more orc stories in this other one.

[j-a-n-e--d-o-e]

I have a question, what if Apollo goes back in time to before they got married, what would he do? Marry her and never do what he did or doing something else.

Oooooh, this is a fun idea, I guess it depends at what point in time he went back I suppose...

Not long after they married: This man hated his wife and saw her as a collar he couldn't shake, if he went back in time he would do everything in his power to avoid being shackled a second time.

Part of why he wasn't able to escape the wedding was that no one was prepared for it.

This Apollo subtly lets Athena know his suspicions over Persedione's potential domains and what Zeus reaction might be and just watches his sister go on a paranoia fueled plotting spree.

Think how in some athenide au's Athena managed to secure oaths from pretty much everyone to not touch her daughter. Apollo gives his willingly in this and doesn't come to regret it until several centuries later when there's nothing he can do

At the High/Low point of their marriage (think shortly after Asclepius was born and Apollo realised that he wanted an actual marriage to this woman): They get married and it's still fucked but in an entirely new way.

The relationship is toxic and controlling with Apollo weaponizing every detail he learned about the little goddess throughout their marriage to carefully coral the sea goddess into a gilded cage of his own design.

Persedione thinks she's happy for the most part but... Well there's no but because Apollo won't let there be one.

Ironically in this au it's the sea family rather than Athena and Hera who recognise this relationship isn't healthy and verges on/is abusive.

There's significant cultural differences between Olympus and Atlantis so whilst a lot of Apollo's more public behaviour would fly on Olympus it's beyond suspicious for the Sea. (Athena and Apollo may have both stayed beneath the waves for a time but Apollo wasn't there long enough to pick up on much and Athena was still a baby when she was banished)

Apollo is being a lot less careful this time because as far as he's concerned he isn't actually doing anything wrong this go around (Apollo isn't a fool, he knows his behaviour towards his wife the first time around crossed every line he just didn't care)

The sea hates to be constrained or trapped and Poseidon can see his daughter slowly wilting within the golden cage Apollo crafted for her.

I can see Poseidon getting Kym to kidnap her and the family trying to help her see Apollo's behaviour isn't ok only for it to devolve into family therapy.

Athena gets dragged in at some point.

The divorce has Apollo's mask slipping and results in Ares having to pull the enraged sun god off Athena after she intervenes to prevent him from 'talking' Persedione into returning home.

Shortly after Persedione's Suicide: They still get married and this is probably the only version of Apollo for this au that manages to keep Persedione as his wife.

Her death shook him enough that he will treat her much better this time round, but he hasn't acknowledged or accepted any kind of accountability or wrong doing so won't feel hesitant or guilty about being given a zero strings attached do over.

This Apollo models their relationship after the one he saw glimpses of between their Roman aspects.

The couple have their issues but they are probably one of the happier Olympian marriages.

Apollo still has his Demigods but the two have an 'adult' conversation about open marriages and such.

Persedione has nightmares about what was/could have been but can never remember much of them and Apollo easily soothes those worries and fears that they invoke

Post Trials of Apollo: I feel that he wouldn't Marry her but not because he doesn't want to.

Does this Apollo love her? Yes, obviously but he's just gone through some massive character development and introspection and come to a bunch of realisations about himself.

In Apollo's mind, not only does he not deserve a do over with Persedione after what he did to the goddess, but he also doesn't want one as a relationship between them would likely have Apollo regressing into the person he once was.

Apollo doesn't like the person he becomes when he's around her. He wants to be better and he can't do that if there are no consequences.

Going back in time may have erased his actions to everyone else but he still did those things.

If no one else can hold him accountable then he needs to do it himself.

Apollo promised Meg he would do better, be better.

He doesn't think he can do that whilst married to Persedione.

[j-a-n-e--d-o-e]

If this is spoilers, feel free to ignore, but will anyone recognize Perse Jackson as Persedione in Marriage of Loyalty before she herself starts remembering?

because I just imagine Dionysus being the first to pick up on it (or maybe he already knows she reincarnated thanks to his Chthonic aspect) upon their first meeting, and everyone thinks he’s finally completely lost it, because of this new camper who looks just like his dead mom—treating her with the utmost respect and getting mad at Chiron for constantly trying to keep Perse in the dark about stuff she needs to know (and then telling her what is going on himself).

(I uh, am a bit salty over Percy not getting an actual explanation and being made to fumble through the mythological world for years in canon—was it too much to give the readers a scene of the kid getting an actual explanation instead of him having to figure it out while being totally overwhelmed Richard???)

maybe Dionysus goes so far as to ensure that Perse has little to no interaction with Apollo’s demigods, afraid that it will somehow get back to the lowlife ex-stepfather/brother who destroyed his beloved mother that there is a girl who looks like Persedione, and having Apollo’s obsessive tendencies towards Fidelis turned on Perse Jackson.

At this point in time Dionysus; as well as Athena and Luke; have already begun to tentatively work with Kronos under the promise that he will bring back the Athenide.

So when Poseidon's newest mortal child causes the Camp wards to react and flare with power in a way they haven't since Dio's mother died, ofcourse the deity realised what it could mean.

///

Perse had just defeated the Minotaur and lost her mother, her head is killing her has been since she saw Grovers legs and briefly had the image of another cloven hooved individual impose itself on top of her friend, it has only gotten worse with each impossible thing she's been introduced to, and she's suffering from the worse case of deja vu ever.

She stumbles up the hill and through the woods her mother died in and hates that they feel like home.

She's at the brink of collapse when she stumbles into a man that feels like family in a way that not even her mother did.

It's as sea green emeralds meet violet sapphires that unconscious claims Persephone Dione Jackson.

But not before; "Sweetheart..." Passes her lips, surprisingly the teen and bringing a flash of overwhelming joy to the man's face.

Perse last thought as her consciousness fades is that the older man looks far lovelier with a smile lighting up his eyes.

///

Dionysus brought his mother the new camper directly to his personal quarters and called upon one of the few children of Apollo he trusted (Lee) to check up on the child.

As Lee was tending to her wounds the Deity reached out to his Zagreus aspect and confirmed that the girl before him is his mother.

From there Athena and Luke are both quickly informed and the trio devise a plan to keep her safe and keep Chiron far away from the mortal Goddess.

-> Chiron is not incharge of Camp Elpis but more of a private tutor who they can't get rid of in the same way that university teachers with tenure can't just be fired. The man usually personally trains one or two demigods that he sees greatness in whilst trying to 'advise' Dionysus and the other camp leaders how to improve the camp/training.

The man had intended for Perse to be one of these students he favoured but that was quickly nipped in the bud through the joint efforts of Dio and Luke.

Chiron has alot of lee way in some regards, especially with Persedione dead but he's still required to inform camp when he finds Demigods which he didn't in this instance as he wanted to the journey to camp to be her first test.

He's not supposed to do that and Dio uses this to justify banning him from interacting with Perse (something she's grateful for).

Percy very obviously resembles all the iconography of her divine 'sister' that is dotted around camp and the greek city state so her heritage is pretty much an open secret. Most people (somewhat correctly) assume that Dio's behaviour is driven by his concern for how Zeus will react to her existence and protecting her from Apollo.

No one breathes a word about her potential heritage or appearance aloud nor in their prayers to parents for fear of bringing divine attention on the poor child.

.

Dionysus doesn't warn the Apollo kids off, but then again he doesn't need to.

With the exception of Lee who's acting as her healer, all the Apollo kids avoid her like the plague.

They do not want to be involved in whatever they can all feel is about to go down surrounding her (none of them have the sight but their father is the god of prophecy and they can feel it clinging to this kid).

[j-a-n-e--d-o-e]

So, is Rachel still the Oracle in the marriage of loyalty au? I think I’d be a little afraid of associating myself with Apollo knowing what he’s done if I were her, but maybe Rachel has to do it out of obligation.

...that is a very good question that I hadn't thought about till you asked so sorry it took me so long to reply.

Forewarning this became alot longer than I intended

I'm going to go with May Castellan is the Oracle.

Rachel is not the Oracle, or at least she is not the Oracle of Delphi.

One of the ripple effects of this au is that Hades didn't curse the Oracle.

Don't get me wrong, The man was still unbelievably furious at his lover's death, but he wasn't backed into the same corner he was in canon.

Persedione managed to fix things between him and Demeter (it helps that Hades is a phenomenal husband, especially when compared to Apollo) so he visits her and Persephone during spring and summer and Demeter visits during the cold months; Zeus and him are on relatively good terms thanks to Persedione and Persephone dragging the two into their odd co-parenting situation surrounding Zagreus/Dionysus (close enough that unlike Poseidon he knows the man isn't well and hasn't been since the beginning of the last century. It's hard to be angry at someone you know isn't in their right mind); Athena surprisingly has been someone he's gotten close over the past few decades too (Hades had offered comfort and someone she didn't need to be strong for and the wisdom goddess had recognised the genuine care stripped bare of manipulation for what it was and clung to it)...

Most importantly though his kids, family and court are accepted at Camp Elpis and New Athens.

Many of his kids/legacies have held or currently hold important positions within the city state and there are several temples to him and his court where offerings are laid in thanks.

Proper burial rites are being given!

So yes, Hades is angry but not enough to punish an innocent.

It helps that the Oracle is still just a child and even now Hades cannot bare to disappoint his favourite niece. Not when he will need to return to the underworld and face Persedione's ghost.

So the Oracle lives and dies a peaceful life with May Castellan (who's still a virgin because her relationship with Hermes wasn't sexual in nature) eventually taking on the mantle of Oracle of Delphi.

Apollo's Oracle's rarely find a home in Camp Elpis or New Athens, their patron antsy about having what's theirs cut off from them by the wards.

Instead they live within his closest temple to the camp with demigods visiting them for prophecies as needed when called upon to engage in a quest.

Luke still runs, the temple that houses the Oracle of Delphi is no place for children and the son of Hermes can feel the contempt that this building of caged divinity holds for him with every step he takes in it's walls.

He was not a child born of intimacy between his mother and godly father but his existence throws doubt on May Castellans purity and it hates him for it.

The priests and priestesses are worse for all that his mother, caught up in the splendor and mysticism of it all, fails to see it.

Luke in their mind is a slight against their god.

Luke has nightmares of Ichor stained floors; burning flesh, a beautiful women's screams reverberating through the temple as her pleas go unanswered and cruel gold eyes throughout most of his childhood.

These dreams do not stop until he runs, only then are they replaced by that same womens soft smile as she guides demigods of all ages and periods onwards to safety and home.

When Luke first dreams of Athena as she begs him and Thalia to protect her youngest child he can't help but notice as she smiles in relief at their agreement that she shares the same grin as the woman from his dreams.

//

As for Rachel, whilst she still becomes an oracle she takes on the title of Oracle or Speaker for the Grove of Dodona.

How this comes about is rather fun.

At some point during Apollo and Persedione marriage Zeus reached out to his mother for help because he did not know what to do.

Politically his hands were tied, should their marriage be ended it would have devastating consequences for their pantheon.

But the Athenide is his favourite grandchild, mother of his favourite son, daughter of his favourite child and he does not wish for her to suffer.

So he goes to Rhea who has been in a dishearteningly similar position when it came to Kronos in hopes she might know a way to help.

Rhea looks at the situation and choses to grant Persedione the only comfort she can, the same comfort that had granted the Titaness moments of solitude and respite from her mad husband.

Rhea gifts her grandchild the forest of Dodona.

The forest cannot be found or entered by men, nor anyone without its mistresses approval.

Persedione goes there officially to contemplate what her sight shows her but unofficially escapes there whenever Apollo is especially wrathful and she needs to hide until he calms.

Unlike Apollo, Persedione does not have many Oracle's/Speakers.

In fact, before Rachel, Persedione has only ever had one other Oracle.

Cassandra of Troy.

[bugwolfsstuff]

Nico and Pollux know Ancient Greek because their fathers were around as kids and taught them.

Thalia knows broken words of Ancient Greek because while Zeus did speak Ancient Greek, it was mostly affectionate names, exclamations and when he forgot the English word for things and he wasnt around enough for it to stick.

He may have attempted sometimes to try and teach her properly when she was young but again, he wasnt around that much.

However, she does know more Latin than Greek because I swear it's stated somewhere that Jupiter was a better parent in TLH. Was teaching Thalia some Latin kinda to spite Zeus? Noooo (yes)

—!——!—

Dionysus: *singing harvest songs with his boys*

Hades: *Telling heavily censored version of the Illiad and the Odyssey to his kids*

Meanwhile Zeus: *tried to teach Thalia some Greek and got frustrated because he forgot the word doll in English*

[kittenscookie]

Zeus: *Thought he'd remembered the word for doll but that was actually the word for doll in modern Greek*

Zeus: *Has snapped and begun swearing in ancient greek*

Thalia: *Burning it into her tiny child memory* >:3

[type-ink]

Thalia is the best at Ancient Greek swear words but flounders on conversational Ancient Greek.

Though to be fair, a string of Ancient Greek swear words will also get a point across. It’s an angry point, but it’s a point.

[notanupstandingcitizen]

people who learned about greek mythology due reasons that DONT involve having read percy jackson at 12 freak me out, like what the FUCK was going on in your life that you found out that zeus turned into a pigeon to woo his wife like HOW

[ashed13]

Accidentally stumbled into a video by Overly Sarcastic Productions when I was 10 and decided I wanted to stay. Still subscribed more than a decade later... Wait, I've been watching them for over a decade?!

[type-ink]

Stumbled on the Goddess Girls book series one afternoon at the library. Never looked back.

[j-a-n-e--d-o-e]

I read your version of the Athenide AU! It’s really cool and interesting to see a different take on Apollo and Perse, given most of the aus I’ve seen follow a similar thread of Apollo falling for her.

I uh, am apparently feeling extremely vindictive on Perse’s behalf right now and I’m really hoping that Dionysus stays at Camp during Trials of Apollo so he has a chance to make Apollo’s life absolute hell and he and Athena can work together to keep their brother (and ex-stepfather/son-in-law) far, far away from Perse because she neither deserves or needs to deal with his bullshit.

let Apollo go on his little redemption arc and realize how horrible he was to his former wife and start working on fixing himself, but keep Dionysus’s mom away from it, as far as Dionysus is concerned. She has her own healing to do and she doesn’t need to see or talk to Apollo to do it.

Oh my god, seeing this made my day! I love you're work so knowing you enjoyed marriage of loyalty is amazing!

Dionysus absolutely stays at Camp to keep an eye out for Apollo when he recieves his punishment. H

Zeus finally ended Dio banishment but he sticks arround as he knows the sunshine bastard will eventually turn up either at the camp or one of the other places Persedione commonly visits so a number of likeminded gods are keeping an eye out.

Athena is watching over her little girls mortal dwellings, Kym and Jason keep an eye on camp Jupiter....

Persedione may technically remember but she just went through Tartarus and recovery is a bitch. She wants both her moms(mortal and godly), her sons and sometimes even her dad and other siblings beside Kym(who is either attached to her or Jason 24/7 at this point) but she doesnt want to deal with the trauma she associates with the sea palace or Olympus just yet so they have to come to her. Something they are all willing to do.

Not to mention her camps are Persedione and Fidelis source of power so visiting them helps them regain their power and grow stronger.

Dionysus absolutely rocks Apollos shit the 1 time he tries to go after his mama and keeps an eye on him long after he starts changing for the better.

Apollo and persedione speak exactly once that century and its not until years after he returns to godhood.

She doesnt accept his apology or forgive him but by that point he hadn't expected her too. However this Apollo has grown enough to realise the apology isnt supposed to be about him and his guilt.

Persedione deserves an apology regardless of if she accepts it, frankly she deserves so much more than words from him but this is all she or anyone else will allow him to give for several centuries to come and he needs to accept that.

He spent millenium destroying his ex-wife, it only makes sense that it will take millenium more to attone.

[ashed13]

Man the other Athenide Apollos probably HATE this version of them.

Like would probably straight up TORTURE HIM FOREVER. And I wouldn't blame them.

The way you write his abuse of Perse is beautiful but also so fucking traumatizing. Keep going girl, your writing and story building is great 👍

[type-ink]

Would be nice to see all the Athenide AUs’ Apollos and Perses all put in a room. Every other version of Apollo piling on top of Marriage of Loyalty!Apollo and hitting him because he was given the ideal situation and he managed to screw it up.

The other Apollos are all very concerned that this singular Apollo might give every single Perse cold feet about them.

[6noura]

Throwing an idea for perpollo writers

Son of Thetis!Percy and some tive travel bs so he’s at the trojan war period. Bonus points if he still has the Curse of Achilles

Just imagine Apollo being exasperated that Percy is Achilles’s brother when Percy is all lovely and wonderful and Achilles is a cunt

[luckystrawberrycheesecake]

Apollo falling madly in love, madly in love as he did with Daphne and Hyacinthus with Percy.

However at the same time, Apollo being the biggest hater to Percy's brother, Achilles as Achilles is of Apollo.

Percy is stuck as the middle man, the referee, the peacekeeper with Patroclus whom he is there trying half-heartedly to rein in Achilles. Achilles, I can imagine, after getting to meet and know Percy would love him and wouldn't take lightly to Percy being courted, much less being in a relationship with Apollo due to Apollo's record.

[maybutter]

1+1=3?

Yan! Police Commissioner! Husband x gn! Home-maker! Reader

Thinking about… a neglectful husband that turns into a yandere after hearing that you're about to leave them soon.

CW : neglectful behaviour, irresponsibility, brutal honesty, reader being a parent of 3 kids, implied omega! Husband, something about the commissioner's breastmilk, absent dad! Commissioner, Reader being referred to as ‘Mama’, light angst, no smut (for now).

Word count : 1.6k+

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who's an absolute sweetheart with you. You two are childhood best friends, living side by side since being born.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who's already showing signs of heroism since a child. You and him used to play catch or hide-and-seek, and he's extremely quick to find and get you.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who watches news with his parents and is shocked with how unfair and unsafe the world is.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, whose entire dream revolved on being a police officer to make life safer, especially for you. He wouldn't want anything happening to you, never you.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who goes to a police academy while you're going to an art school.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who comes to your dorm every time he's allowed to get out, to buy you flowers and your favourite snacks, and go stargazing together at a rooftop.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who always remembers your promise to marry him one day. He always looked at his ring finger with excitement.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who gets extremely proud when you get your artworks displayed on exhibitions. He sneaks out with his friends just to admire all your work, and maybe take pictures of it so he can see it in his dormitory. He'll point at your name in the newspapers, and be like, “that's my lover right there!”

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who looks precious in his constable uniform. He just looks so out of place, yet so happy.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who slowly climbed the ranks and started saving money to buy you a house and finally tie a knot together.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner and you, who got married at 31, and was blessed with a daughter after their honeymoon (y'all got to work, QUICK).

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who cries louder than the baby when she's born. The baby hiccups in confusion because upon getting into the world, her cries are already being rivaled by their own father.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who's extremely doting, but keeps going back to his job because he's one of the top candidates to get a higher rank in the station. You're extremely worried about him, but he insists he'll be fine.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who tries to be in your daughter's life, but keeps on failing the both of you. Yes he still brings you flowers every Saturday morning, yes he still reads a bedtime story to your daughter, and yet, he's only home for a few hours, and your child is extremely attached to him.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who gets the new job as an inspector, and gets allowed more time with family. The relationships are getting better, and your daughter genuinely enjoys the time she had with her father.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who soon gets busy again because of all of his ambitions. Gone was all the time you can go to dates, your daughter's recitals, and expected birthdays.

₊⊹ years gone by, and the love are starting to dry up. You feel more frustrated and annoyed by pre-yan! Commissioner's behavior. He always apologised and promised he'll do better, just wait a little more until he's sure he can provide a better life for you three.

₊⊹ you start talking less to him because whenever he came home, he's tired and he looks like he's far older than his age. You still cook him breakfast and lunch everyday though.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who got so, so guilty after seeing how awkward he is with his own daughter. He has noticed how strained you and his relationship really is. You've never been the talkative one, but now he noticed all you two talked about when he comes home is all about his work.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who's already a chief superintendent at 40, so he figured he'll initiate intimacy again, with you.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who got blessed with twins upon giving birth. Oddly enough he doesn't feel the satisfaction he thought he would have. He thought he'll feel warm, but he has a feeling these children will bring you more obligation.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who as expected, goes back to work the moment the twins could live off his milk. He didn't even see his daughter's resentful glare when you're busy holding the older crying twin, while she's tending to another.

₊⊹ the twins, that grew up not knowing ‘who’ their father is. Like, yes they see him whenever he comes home, but he's not radiating parental love like you. He's like... A friendly neighbour, yes.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who feels more like an outsider to his own mansion more than the owner.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who turned 46 just this year. He's already been chosen to be the commissioner for his station. He's so happy!! He comes home without even attending the party, only to come home to an empty mansion.

₊⊹ It was the twins’ fifth birthday. You're bringing your daughter and them out on a trip together to your parents’ home. He vaguely remembers you, asking him if he could come.

…He swore he said yes. He had forgotten, again.

₊⊹ By the time you've all gone home the next day, he's awkwardly waiting at the couch, already making hot chocolates for all of you, only to discover that the twins has an allergy towards them. Daughter refuses rudely despite you asking her to drink it, and you apologize to him on her behalf.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who feels so heart broken knowing nothing about his children, and being refused by them. But then one of the twins comes over and pats his hand, before giving him a crumpled up candy upon seeing his sad face.

Is it bad that he doesn't know which twin it is? He has always had a habit of not knowing how to differentiate them.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who keeps on trying to get to know his kids better after what happens. But daughter simply refused all contact. She stays around you and only you, while the twins are extroverted menaces who love new people. So he's accepted fairly quickly by them.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who got into a car crash on his way to work. When he's about to pass out, he reached for his bag where the twins had made him a drawing for the first time. He's actually planning to put it in his office.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who got into a coma, but woke up with ‘locked in’ syndrome, where he's in a catatonic state where he can't move, but all other of his senses are still there.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who heard you having an argument with your daughter.

“Why do you keep staying with him, mama? All he does is work, work and work. When did he have time for us?”

“Don't speak like that to your father, d/n. He's the one providing for us…”

“I don't care, mama. I can search for work! We don't have to live with a deadbeat like him? Why do you care so much about a man who wouldn't even care about you?”

₊⊹ the argument lasted for a full ten minutes, before d/n abruptly left while holding her school bag. You sat back on the chair, sighing while fixing his blanket.

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who overheard you mumbling something in your sleep.

“Please… wake up, i beg you. At least until I can look for a job that could support the children. Then… I'll let you go.”

₊⊹ pre-yan! Commissioner, who immediately goes all panic in his head. He tries to reach out to you, but obviously fails.

₊⊹ It took 1 month for the yan! Commissioner to finally regain his senses. Though he is extremely saddened, he pretends he didn't hear what you said that fateful night.

₊⊹ yan! Commissioner, who's assigned to the best care of the hospital. So many people visits him, but he only waits for you and the twins. Daughter doesn't and wouldn't come, and she's still off sulking in the mansion.

₊⊹ yan! Commissioner, who feels like the luckiest man as the twins scramble to his bed to tell him all about their day. They're putting stickers on his face to ‘heal’ him. He swore he'll cherish those forever.

₊⊹ yan! Commissioner, who gets discharged after another month in the hospital. He needs to use a cane to walk now, but he's still glad to be alive.

₊⊹ yan! Commissioner, who knows the doctors has told you to make sure to give him the most comfortable outpatient experience. Doting and taking care of him is very important on his healing journey.

₊⊹ yan! Commissioner, who uses this chance to be extremely clingy to you. He'll use such watery eyes when you helped him into the bedroom and you refused to sleep on the same bed as him.

₊⊹ yan! Commissioner, who cuddles up to you like the old times. He squishes your face against his chest, and pecks your forehead like how he used to in the past.

₊⊹ yan! Commissioner, who'll use anything in his power (dirty or not) to make sure you'll never get a job that'll let you leave him.

₊⊹ yan! Commissioner, who acts weak and frail around you and the kids. D/n doesn't buy it and scoffs each time she sees the scene, but the twins are extremely worried with their daddy.

₊⊹ yan! Commissioner, who promises himself he'll make it all be fine again. He will sacrifice anything, absolutely anything to have his family back to its perfect state.

A/N : I don't care if it's fem, male, or anything in between reader, Commissioner is the one getting fucked, getting pregnant, and giving birth aishehdjsj... He's so mommy coded yet so unavailable at the same time.

Let's have a catfight between yan! Professor and yan! Commissioner. Who'll win the most toxic yandere ever?

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[millyondollarpussy]

Yandere stepbrothers best friend! Your stepbro has his own place yet has somehow claimed a room at your house and it’s like… okay

Yandere brothers bestfriend! who doesn’t think he’s going to care for you, coming over to your house with your brother to hang out when he asks about you and your brother just says, “she’s cool.”

Who walks into the house and as he looking around he spots you… and it’s the end and the beginning.

“Hi….” He says while staring at you like you’re a nymph he just found in the forest.

You look up, “hey there, you’re (H/ n)?”

He nods, “yeah, uh your (y/N)?”

You nod “mhm”

Yandere brothers bsf! He comes over all the time under the pretense of hanging out but you start to catch on. He’s very obvious. To you at least.

His eyes always trail you to the point of discomfort. He’s attractive and tall and it’s uncanny.

If you are grabbing something from the kitchen he happens to be grabbing some pretzels or something.

He has like an instinct for you. He can feel you in the floorboards.

You could be doing anything and he’s there.

When your mom questions him or he talks about him self he always looks to you to see if you care, especially when the convo is about girls. “No- no, I’m waiting for the right woman.” He says like an upstanding young man but he side eyes you.

As time goes on he starts asking you more questions. You likes, wants-

“So do you like anyone? Celebrity crushes or anything.” He says while smiling

You look up at him from your bowl of captain crunch.

“No.” And go back to eating

He fists himself to the thought of you in his dorm.

He feels like you were made for each other and honestly… he’s going to make sure you are.

[millyondollarpussy]

Persistent Fucker

Yandere male x female darling

He’s always there. You block him? He shows up at your job, your gym, your favorite café. He knows your schedule better than you do. “Missed you, baby. Figured you’d be here.” He says it with that lazy smirk like it’s the most normal thing in the world.

His love language is extreme persistence + acts of service. He’ll fix your car without asking, stock your fridge with your favorite snacks, pay your bills if you let him (and even if you don’t- which you should). He once waited outside your place in the rain for three hours just to walk you inside because “you shouldn’t be alone.” Meaning he didn’t want to be.

Jealousy level: nuclear.Any guy who even looks at you too long gets the death glare. He’ll casually slide an arm around your waist in public, pull you against his chest, and murmur in your ear, “They don’t get to look at what’s mine.” He’s not subtle about marking his territory: hickeys, his hoodie on your shoulders, his hand in your back pocket.

He calls you his wife already. Even if you’ve never agreed to it. “My future wife is picky about her coffee, so I got it exactly how you like.” He’s got a whole mental future mapped out: house, ring, kids(if you want, he doesn’t care as long as he gets you) , the works. He’s patient about the timeline because in his head it’s already decided.

Sex is intense and worshipful.

He fucks like he’s trying to crawl inside your soul. Slow and deep when he wants you to feel how much he loves you, rough and desperate when the obsession spikes. He never finishes first- your pleasure is literally his drug. Afterward he holds you so tight it’s hard to breathe, whispering shit like “You’re never getting rid of me. I’d burn the world down before I let you go.”

-He has a “I’ll wait forever” energy. You try to push him away? He just smiles softly and says, “Take your time, baby. I’m not going anywhere.” Then he proves it by being even more present. Distance makes him worse. He’ll send good-morning texts at 6:01 AM and good-night voice notes where he sounds a little wrecked because he misses you.

Soft moments exist. In rare quiet times he admits he’s terrified of losing you, that you’re the only thing that’s ever made him feel alive. He’ll bury his face in your neck and just breathe you in like he needs you to survive. Those moments make the persistence almost endearing… almost.

Dark side: He’s not above low-key sabotage if you try too hard to leave. “Accidentally” deleting dating apps off your phone, “running into” your friends and charming them so they’re on his side, showing up with your spare key he definitely wasn’t supposed to copy. Threatening any male interests’ life- He’ll never hurt you, but he will make sure you have no easy escape route.

Nickname collection: Baby, princess, wifey, boss. He uses them interchangeably depending on how feral he’s feeling.

Endgame: He genuinely believes you two are soulmates and that you’ll eventually accept it. Until then he’s content being your shadow, your bodyguard, your lover, your stalker, your everything. Good luck ever shaking him he’s not built to quit.

[maliciouswraithmimic]

Yandere! Love Island

love island but it’s a whole ass villa that’s head over heels for you.

just imagine. you, a pretty woman, are trying to find that good romance you’ve been missing all your life. So when you meet up with the 6 other villa girls that you quickly connected with, you didn’t expect 7 fine ass men to come one at a time to greet yall.

6 fine ass women and 7 fine ass men. You felt like you were in heaven.. until shit got deep.

Imagine your surprise the next day when you had countless of chats in different places. There was never a moment to rest, and the camera crew was working overtime to capture each moment you had with these men.

You thought everyone was happy with their couple form yesterday (though you noticed it took quite a while for each men to pick their partner.. especially since you were taken first), but it seems like there was something else you had missed.

“[Name], may I pull you for a chat—”

“Oh fuck off! We just started talking.”

“You were talking to her for 2 hours, asshole! You’re not even suppose to be back here—nobody can even see you!”

You didn’t mean to cause drama on your second day in the villa. Hopefully it won’t turn into another season of baddies.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Coming back to you all with another time period piece, this time of a 1950s! So old timey societal norms will be in here!

Yandere 1950s drabbles: The Show Must Go On

Yandere Director x Actress Reader

Tw: Yandere behavior, unhealthy relationship dynamic that shouldn’t be romanticized, power imbalance, age-gap, brief topic of childhood abuse/trauma, sexism (time period and brief mention), sabotage, jealousy, and stalking (brief mention)

Ralph Hendrickson

Ralph was a very strict director, the kind that made sure the production always ran smoothly even if actresses and actors cried. The show must be perfect! After all, he was an extremely difficult man to please.

Ralph is a 38 year old man with gray speckled in his dark slicked back hair and a permanent scowl on his handsome face. He’s the cause of his own stress, but he’s been such a perfectionist from such a young age due to having a strict, alcoholic father. If he could not have a happy life, he’d live in a world where acting made the gaping hole in his very being less empty. Where he could be the puppet master guiding the strings of the fates of others to do what he pleased.

Ralph never dated since he devoted his life to directing films filled with tragedy. Sitting in that chair and barking orders was the only way he ever felt control in his life

Yet when he met you, he felt his walled off heart stir. You were the complete opposite of him in every way… you were lively and sunny while he was a thunderous cloud that hovered from afar. Yet he couldn’t help but be drawn to you and your vibrant personality. You were like the sun and he was a planet that was compelled to orbit you.

Ralph had you play supporting roles first. The sunny side characters that made the narrative of his typically harrowing tales less depressing. And you were a great success… so he slowly moved you into a lead role as a damsel in distress. He wanted you at the center of the film, no. The center of his universe. You became his ultimate muse… his everything.

Yet he hardly spoke to you. Ralph preferred to watch you from afar. He wouldn’t consider it stalking, per se. He was just your personal voyeur. Your friend in the shadows. At least, until he was tired of being on the outside looking in. You were getting too famous. Too much attention. Too many fans. And those distractions were taking you away from him. And Ralph would be damned if his favorite dolly slipped from his fingers like loose sand.

Back when you were newer, it was easier to slip into your trailer and take little souvenirs. Like a lipstick that was almost empty so he could flick his tongue on it to get that brief indirect kiss. Heavens above Ralph knew he was sick… but he was so repressed. He never had been able to have a relationship due to his lack of affection dating back to childhood and his isolation as an adult. Yet you were bigger in Hollywood now, it was harder to slip through the cracks when there were more eyes watching and waiting for a glimpse of you. Ralph wanted to claw at their eyes to get them to stop trying to steal you from him. To stop hurting your feelings and dimming your shine.

It’s why he kept other directors from snatching you away. Prevented the media from gossiping about a possible romance budding between you and your costars over the years so you’d never date any other man. Ralph would be institutionalized if you were with another man. You were his! You’ve been his the moment you auditioned for your first role!

Ralph especially hated your costar and the male lead, Richard Simmons. Sure, Richard was closer in age to you and very handsome, but Richard? Richard was a Dick. He was pompous and believed it was an honor for you to even breathe the same air as him since you were a newer star compared to his many accolades in acting. And Ralph hated that the younger actor treated you, his muse, in such a manner.

So what did Ralph do? He sabotaged the stage equipment to nearly crush Richard’s legs. The haughty actor was hospitalized, which left the upcoming film without a lead. And who better to fill that role than Ralph himself? After all, the show must go on.

Ralph could easily change the storyline so the male lead had been under disguise this entire time due to his fear of being rejected by the female lead. It was his film after all. His show to manipulate in his image. His to control the narrative of. Now he finally had you in the palms of his hand so he could swallow you whole. You had no idea why kind of beast you’ve unknowingly nestled in the den of. Ralph was sure he could even manipulate the media to gossip about your chemistry so you’d date him once the film was over… that way, you’d finally notice his love.

[yandere-writer-momo]

I decided to treat you all to a terrifying piece. Now this man will be accurate to his time period and terrifying!

Also, for @coolgirl32 since I haven’t fulfilled their request yet! So I combined those aspects with this lovely man. It’s not too detailed since I’m still trying to get out of my slump.

Yandere Head Canons: Lock and Key

Yandere 1950’s Husband x Fem Reader

TW: Yandere themes, obsession, MISOGYNY (microdose), BEING HELD AGAINST YOUR WILL (it isn’t obvious), isolation, HORROR, murder (mention), extreme jealousy, possessiveness, DO NOT ROMANTICIZE THESE BEHAVIORS OR THEMES, and OBSESSION

Robert Jones

Robert was your husband, the only man you’ve ever dated. He was a lawyer at his own law firm. Cold and calculated to others, but he had a soft spot for you. The ideal husband who was only loving towards you… almost too loving.

“Darling, I’m home!” He would always greet you with a hug and a kiss before he’d enjoy the dinner you’d make him.

Robert always sung your praises at how well you kept your home. The instant you washed the dishes, he’d hug you from behind to sniff your hair like a dog. He never seemed to get enough of you… he’s been this way since the two of you were in school.

His hands often grabbed at your hips and thighs. You swore you felt him shake as if he was holding himself back from devouring you like a rabid animal.

Robert was clingy behind closed doors and heavens he was such a possessive man… he had a long list of rules of her interactions with others. Especially other men.

“You’re my wife, dear. I can’t have another man seeing how beautiful you are.” Robert would whisper from the crook of your neck. “I’d have to kill them.”

Hell, he didn’t want you to even speak to the milkman nor the mailman. The reason being that you were too pretty and he wasn’t there to protect you. Even the other housewives weren’t allowed over.

But his consistent isolation made it so lonely… so you began to ask if you could have a job just like a few of the other women had.

Every time you asked if you could get a job, he’d always scoff. He was indeed a typical man of this time period.

“Women can’t work. They’re meant to stay at home and take care of the house.” Robert would always tell you with a click of his tongue. “Do I not give you a cushy enough life?”

You’d always reassure him and he’d smile at your submission.

“We should try for a baby soon… I hate leaving you alone in this house all the time.” He sighed. “Work has been so busy… but you’ll look so pretty all swollen. Don’t you think so, darling?”

Now you were never lacking in the bathroom. Robert was all you knew after all… and he was well endowed. Yet a small part of you wondered if other women’s husbands were constantly on them all the time. That their husbands would obsessively whisper how much they belonged to them…

Yet Robert never allowed you the time to think of it too often before he’d pull you into another round. He couldn’t stand it when your mind wandered from him. He should be all you think about because he was your husband after all.

If only you knew the lengths he had went to in order to be your husband. It was hard to hide all those bodies back in your school days. He was just lucky the police never traced the missing kids back to him.

Gods, Robert wouldn’t know what to do if you hadn’t chosen him. If you hadn’t chosen him to be your perfect provider and future father of your children. He was sure he would have been in a psych ward. Yet you chose him, like the kind person you were… so perfect and obedient to him. He loved you so much!

“I love you, darling.” Robert smiled as he held you close. His fingers traced shapes down your back as he sighed happily.

He would always keep you close under lock and key.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Thinking about a 1920s patriarchal husband. He’s emotionally constipated, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t care. This is a continuation of the 1950s housewife, but with the original husband.

TW: ANGST

Yandere Imagines: 1920s Housewife

Back in the time period you’re from, your husband in your original time period of 1920, Christopher Nolan, isn’t doing so well… especially not from the way he found you.

Yandere 1920s Husband x Housewife Reader

1950’s Housewife is the first part

Yandere husband who had always prioritized work over you. It’s not that he doesn’t care, he’s just so tired with how strenuous his job is and how he wants the two of you to have a good life. Isn’t that enough? Why do you always ask for more? Christopher is a great provider, what more do you want, woman? All he asks is that you keep the house clean and have a warm dinner for him when he’s home. It’s not hard. Sure your relationship isn’t soft and warm like it was all those years ago when you first started dating, but that didn’t mean he didn’t love you. He was a busy man.

Yandere husband who had been irritated and lashed out whenever you’d babble to him about your day. Can’t you see he’s worn out? He doesn’t care about some loose step on the basement stairs that lead to the laundry room down there. Just call a maintenance man to fix it. He’ll leave some cash for it on the counter.

Yandere husband who isn’t too physically affectionate so he doesn’t often hold you at night. He’s worn out. He just wants to sleep, but you’re getting on his nerves. Gosh, sometimes he wished you’d disappear… and maybe it wasn’t the best that he told you that. He hated the sounds of you trying to keep in your sobs, but he didn’t know how to comfort you. Christopher just hoped you’d understand what he had to go through for your futures.

Yandere husband who came home from work the next day in a sour mood. His brow furrowed when there was no meal or your warm smile greeting him. Where were you?

“(Your name)? Darling?” Christopher called out as he hung up his coat. His blue eyes glanced around in hopes of finding you in the kitchen or living room. Yet you were no where to be found… until he saw the dull light on to the basement. The door creaked open slowly and Christopher almost collapsed at what he saw. You had tumbled down the stairs when the broken step snapped and you laid in a pool of blood. He rushed downstairs to try to shake you awake but all he found was a faint pulse.

Yandere husband who rushed you to the hospital in his car. His large hands clutched yours like a lifeline. He didn’t want to lose you. He was so sorry… he’d get that step fixed. Just please don’t go. Not like this.

Yandere husband who didn’t leave your side for hours as the nurses wrapped your head and checked your vitals. His hands held yours as he trembled. He swore if you’d woke up, he’d take you on all those dates you wanted to go on. Christopher would take you dancing and he’d buy you flowers. Whatever you wanted, he’d do it. Just please don’t die…

Yandere husband who visited after work everyday and would spend most of the night just sitting at your side. He’d call every time he had free time at work to see if you had awoken yet. He wanted to be there so you didn’t wake up alone… he’d fixed the steps! And he made sure to bring you flowers everyday. Please wake up… why won’t you wake up?

Yandere husband who’d scoop you out of the bed and place your feet on his as his strong arms held you up. Christopher would slow dance with your comatose form in hopes this would wake you.

“Do you remember how we danced together like this at prom? You were so clumsy so I let you stand on my feet like this…” Christopher trailed off, a frown on his handsome face. He buried his face in your shoulder as silent tears fell. “Why won’t you wake up? I love you… I swear I do, darling.”

Yandere husband who was near whits end. The months had went on and you still hadn’t stirred, he got snappy with the nurses and his peers. Why weren’t you waking up? Everyone said you were healthy… what did he need to do? Why won’t you come back to him? Christopher was waiting… he’d wait. He’d wait until you open your eyes. He’d be a better husband. Just please wake up… please.

[yandere-writer-momo]

For @xxxformald3hyd3xxx

Yandere 1950’s Imagine: I Want To Be Your Milkman

Yandere Stalker Milkman x Housewife Reader

TW: Yandere behavior, unhealthy relationship dynamic, one sided pining, stalking, uncomfortable themes, this man is a pathetic creep, delusional man, yearning, and a dynamic that should not be romanticized in real life

Michael had a favorite route in his delivery. A perfect, little neighborhood with matching picket fences and delicately arranged landscaping. That quaint suburbia dream was peaceful, the yards were well kept, and the customers paid well, but that wasn’t what made him guard this route with his life. No… it was you, a beautiful housewife. You were magnificent. Truly, his dream girl… a shame you had a husband.

Now Michael had always been a smooth operator before getting to know you. Yet you knocked his socks off with how you never indulged his flirtatious commentary. Why didn’t you like him? He knew he was a decent looking guy with a head full of brown curls all the lonely ladies wanted to run their hands through. Did you not like his rich brown eyes or his dimples? What was there not to like?!

Michael openly pined for you so much so, that the neighborhood busy buddies began to squawk and screech to one another about it.

Michael overheard one of the busy buddies’ conversations that day. and it seems it was an open discussion on how you were often flirted with. “Of course that dreamboat who brings our milk falls for her. I swear she has every man on the block wrapped around her pinky. Have you seen her husband? How greedy can one girl be?”

Michael paused. He didn’t know you had a husband… he’s never seen the man when he came by. Yet that didn’t deter him from you. No. If anything, it made him ever more determined to steal you away. Sure, he didn’t make as much as your bank branch manager husband, but he made more than the average salary of most families! Michael could be a good provider too plus he’d be home more often so you’d never get lonely!

Despite how obvious it was that you were a happy housewife, Michael believed you were a lonely housewife just like your neighbors. You were often cooped up at home and your only interactions were with him or the occasional neighborly encounter. How could you not be lonely and depressed when you hardly had any interaction? Michael would be sure to amp up his efforts to peacock himself to you.

He’d give you extra bottles of milk, take your trash cans out and bring them back, and he’d even fetch your mail for you. See? He could make your life easier! Leave your workaholic husband for him!

You would always politely tell him no, but he knew you were just being polite. Michael knew you had the hots for him! Everyone did because he was the milkman! He was a lonely housewife’s ultimate fantasy. And he’d keep pursuing you until you said yes… because after all, Michael Davidson wanted to be your milkman.