Hi! I noticed you haven't posted in a while. I'm just wondering if this account is still active? I understand if the reason for you not being active is because of life or something else, I was just wondering if it's still okay to send in a request or 2. Thank you and have a nice day! ^^
hey thanks for ur ask!
ahhh i really should close requests, i just haven’t really been able to force myself to sit down and write anymore :(( other coping mechanisms have taken root and take up all my time, my apologies. feel free to send your requests, maybe they’ll spark my interest! but i’m sorry if i don’t answer them :,)
i’ll probably close my requests after you send them <3
Can we have the part 2 of the victorian levi yandere newlyweds I just finished and realized it was a oneshot, I really want to know what happens next T___T
there is a part two! you can read that here! warning for not sfw stuff tho
hey hey hey its ok if u dont feel comfy writing it, this is just my way of coping lol can i request for erwin & levi as the reader's parents (feminine) and then the reader comes home late at night making her parents angry at her until they instantly regret scolding her when she breaks down & tells them that her bf & his bestfriend forced themselves on her?
i’m sorry this happened lovely but i don’t really feel comfortable writing this on my porn blog ,,, i write about noncon because it’s a kink i enjoy,,,
i’ve been sexually assaulted too, so i feel for u, but idk if my blog is the place to look for coping mechanisms
I’m not sure if your request are open or not if they aren’t oleSe ignore me I’m sorry ^^”
If they’re open what if reader leaves!bastard Danny for the legion ? Like she snapped after too much mental torture and turned into killer - like how trapper went from survivor to killer - and joined the legion ? Just thought it’ll be a fun idea since she’s in group of five Danny can’t get to her no matter what he tries.
so sorry but as a Danny STAN i refuse to do this … i think he’d be a little too powerful and a little too experienced to let his little one go, even if she’s a killer now with the power of the entity on her side ,,,, he’s just too good at analysing weak spots and knowing just how to read u and keep u crawling back :,))) he’s an actual bastard awful man !!
i don’t know if anyone else has spoken out about this but i haven’t seen any other blogs talk about it so this is me bringing it to everyone’s attention.
there’s an account on wattpad, @/sexymochiko, who- whether it be with or without credit- is uploading work that belongs to tumblr fic creators. it was recently brought to my attention that one of my fics had been uploaded without permission so i kindly asked them to remove it from their account to which they didn’t reply but did remove the story. i then began to look through their page because- if they did it to me, they could easily do it to others, right? right. i recognized 5-6 fics from blogs i myself follow or have read before. it seems they’re mainly targeting bigger blogs which, i assume, have no idea. i myself do not have a “big blog” but it makes me extremely uncomfortable to know someone is taking work and re-uploading it as their own. on top of that, the stories they’re stealing heavily contain dark content. they apparently have a twitter and inkitt account for “back up” to which they also use to upload stolen work to. i can only imagine the amount of minors that have interacted/stumbled upon our work thus far. there’s only so much i can do so if any of my moots or followers could view their account and reach out to the owners of the works you recognize, it’d be super appreciated!
so i found out that this person uploaded metro on wattpad. if you don’t know metro, it’s a dark fic with chikan and noncon and i’m shuddering at the thought of the minors who have come across it. please don’t do this. we upload our fics on tumblr and ao3 because we all know that wattpad is crawling with minors. we all know that wattpad is where you start reading fics. they’ve taken the whole thing down but please don’t take works that don’t belong to you. it doesn’t matter if there’s credit or not, no permission was given.
Can I request something for Rire from boyfriend to death? If he got bored of the standard “pick them up in bars” would he ever play the long game? Gaslight someone into such a hell on earth that death is almost a relief?
rire is the king of gaslighting, i can definitely see this happening. he gets bored pretty quickly, but i dont see why he wouldn't take some poor human and put them through hell ;)
rire wants you to fight back, so as soon as you lose your fight he's bored. you'd have to have an impeccable backbone to be the subject to his abuse for very long.
he'd gaslight you, promising those teethmarks werent his, saying his eyes were contacts, he could never hurt you.... why would he have tentacles, are you feeling alright, pet?
i can't see this lasting too long tbh. Rire loves a reveal, and i think he would be too excited for his big reveal, and for your enevitible mindbreak~
Hi, I’m new that this, but do you think you can write a Yandere Estarossa X Female Human Reader plez? Like he developed his obsession and his Yandere tendencies when she was healing him from his battle with Escanor? (She found him instead of Zeldris and didn’t realize at first he was a demon but when she found out she didn’t care because he was injured, not realizing she was healing and helping a Commandment 👉👈) And when he came back fighting off the two Archangels and hunt for more Commandments to absorb she was there too and he decided to take her 🥺 (I crave for more content with him)
hey!! i appreciate the request, but id recommend reading my request rules before requesting, as i dont take requests for this character :,(
WAIT ANON IM OBSESSED DKDFHKSFHKF ,,,,,, just thinking about a cute yandere clown who only wants the best for you
he's too obsessive for his own good. he just wants to know everything about you!! wants to get you the best birthday gifts and any other holidays you might celebrate.
god,,,, he just wants to see your gorgeous smile. wants to see you make the best expressions.... wants to see you cry just a little bit, but only if he's the cause of it!! if anyone else makes you cry his bloodied bat is about to get a few new dents. no no he wants you crying from pleasure, darling. wants you scratching at his back and crying and begging for him to stop thrusting his fingers into your tight heat.
im getting ahead of myself but GODH just,,,,,, obsessive yandere clown hearteyes
A/n: i know exactly who sent this u little shit, ill allow it despite it not being on my request rules because ur special >:) sorry it’s short, as you know I still havent finished season two of stranger things.
Tags: Jonathan from Stranger Things,,,, typical stalker shit, naked photography, non-consentual photo taking.
Thinking about Jonathan following you home with his camera in hand. He didn’t mean to, you were both heading the same way and he brought his camera everywhere. It was late, who knows what could happened to you had he not been there to keep watch. It was for your own safety, he decided.
Thinking about him being so grateful you were naive and didn’t think to shut the curtains past the sheer drapes you had hanging in the windows, while you changed into your pyjamas after a steamy shower.
Thinking about Jonathan taking artsy but also fucking creepy photos of you from a bush out the front of your home. It was dark, but your room was so bright and the photos would turn out nicely, he just knew.
Photos of your virgin skin, fresh and clean. You looked so cute in your pyjamas, so little covered your skin. You were cute, your body was hot.
Or he was hot, his face flushed and breathing heavy. He was getting off on watching you. It was suddenly too warm for him to keep his outer jacket on, but taking it off would be too much movement, and he couldn’t let you spot him.
im thinking about sanji from one piece as a yandere....... just so in love with you and delusional that you’re meant to be, but so much more than what he is like usually. In comparison to how he treats other women, you’ll be treated like royalty. which is saying a lot.
so posessive if anyone shows any interest in you, romantic or not. saying that you’re too good for them (especially zoro) and that you shouldn’t have to lift a finger, and you wont while you’re with him.
if you’re interested in his advances, yay! if not, oh,,,, uh,,, good luck? this mans is so delusional that even if you physically assaulted him, he would not get the picture that you are just not interested.
hes such a service top as well, you will be forced into the role of pillow princess whether you like it or not. hes good with his hands, as a chef, so imagine how good he is at fingering you....... hearteyes. always says he’s in the mood for dessert when you’re nearby.
What about some fluff for our favorite rebellious teen, frank morrison? Thank you in advance!!
if you want fluff, i recommend checking out my dear friend's Frank fic, Until it's Cold !! though i suppose i could attempt to write some fluff almost angst based off this.
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The next time you saw him after your smoking session with him, he was kinder. Not in any way that was too obvious or noticeable, but just enough that you could tell. He wouldn't scowl at you anymore when his mask was off.
The mask, it was off more often than not, the scars on his lips, the scruff of a patchy beard growing in, the tattoo's going up his neck and shoulders. It was all privy to you and only you, at least out of the survivors. You were sure the rest of his Legion had seen him without it.
His Legion members too, sometimes they would let you escape through the hatch, or pretend they didn't see you tinkering away at a generator in the corner of the trial. They were kind in those kinds of ways, but Frank continued to sacrifice you as normal. You assumed it was because if he didn't, your time with him would stop.
Your favourite part about Frank was his smile. He didn't smile often, not a real one. But when he did, rarely, let out a genuine grin, sparks flew. You like to make him laugh, want him to laugh more, want him to smile more. It fills you with pride that you could break his walls down set to protect himself, and make him feel comfortable. The time with Frank made you felt safe. A feeling you didn't think you'd ever experience again.
Even now, as he laid beside you, pointing out random constellations in the faux night sky the entity allowed, you felt safe. You felt a warmth in your heart. Maybe this is what love would have felt like in a normal realm. How would you have met him in a normal place.
Maybe he'd be the delinquent and you'd be the nerd. Or the cheerleader and he the jock. Maybe you'd find him beaten and bloody in the streets and you'd take him home and patch his wounds. Being oh so gentle as you dragged the warm cloth over fresh wounds, bandaging him with kind hands that only meant well.
Maybe you could have fallen in love, real love, in another life.
Well jeez I wasn’t expecting such a good fic for Frank this morning but yknow what I’ll take it. That was great. I loved it. You’re a really good writer. It was very descriptive and great and m 👌. Thank u for sharing that with us. :)
thank you so much 🥺 i really appreciate it!!! i’m so glad you enjoyed it :D
so basically what i was thinking was- FRANK MORRISON PLEAZE💖💖💖🥺
A/n: this is based on the idea of Danny cucking himself from this set of headcanons! Wish I could say this hadn’t plagued my mind until I just had to write it and could not stop writing it until its done. sorry for any spelling errors
Tags: Canon-typical violence, Danny gets cucked by Frank, blood, violence, knife-play but its actually just him threatening you with a knife, use of ‘puppy, dog, mutt’ etc.
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You had thought you had done the right thing, you had listened to everything Danny asked of you. You sucked his cock when he asked, screamed when he sliced his knife through untouched skin, cried so prettily when he fucked you with no relief. You had been good, all things considered. So what was even happening. Why was this happening?
His teeth were biting hard at your lips and throat. The leader of Legion was determined to leave his mark on you before your time with him was up. Blood coated his lips and teeth from where you had bitten him. He liked that you fought back.
Danny sat in the corner of the Saloon at Dead Dawg, stroking his cock with languid strokes, head thrown back but eyes watching you through his mask. He knew you were scared, with tears running hot down the sides of your cheeks.
“Fuck, just like that…” Frank groaned into your mouth, hips rolling into yours too fast for your liking. His cock sat heavy against your cervix, thick and grinding against spots that just felt too good, had you clenching around him and whining lowly between your teeth.
His knife bit into the skin of your throat, hot blood dribbled down to the back of your neck, pooling. The other hand held your wrists together above your head.
His hips didnt stop but neither did yours. It was one of the reasons why Danny loved you, despite crying and telling him to stop, your body always told the truth. It would never lie to him, even as frank drew circles over your skin with the point of the knife.
“You’d look so pretty with some ink… what’dya say,? I say you get my name over your throat just here.” He dropped the knife, scooping up some drying blood from the scab over your throat and starting on the F.
“Don't forget the rules, Frank.”
He rolled his eyes, picking up his thrusts. It looked like he had an idea, with that evil grin on his face.
“Open your mouth.” he spat.
You shook your head. He pressed the knife down with more force, a scream erupting from your throat. You watched him gather the saliva in his mouth before his bloody, bandaged hand wrenched your jaw open with enough force to knock the back of your head into the floorboards, pulling your mouth apart with a grunt.
And then his saliva hit the back of your throat, overwhelming and choking you. It was hot and virile and tasted of blood and tobacco. His hand forced your jaw shut.
“Now swallow, mutt.” You nodded, grimacing as you forced yourself to swallow.
You felt his cock twitch, his eyebrows furrowing, “that’s a good dog you’ve got here.” He tapped your cheek once. You showed him your tongue, proof you had swallowed it all. He chuckled, returning his hand back to your wrists. You hadn't even thought of fighting back, not after the first moment of his knife to your throat.
He paused, moving his hips in different directions, searching. He watches as your eyes widened with a smirk.
“Stop it, please.” You could barely utter the words. Fingers flexing and clenching in his grip.
His hands move down, holding you in place and oh god, it's good, it's good and it's hot and wet and his cockl brushes against something that has you biting your lip so hard there's blood to keep any noise in, to stop him from knowing how much you enjoy this but he already knows.
A bandaged hand trails down, brushing over your hip bones and down to where you’re connected and he’s circling your clit with rough fingers. It’s impossible to keep your noises in at this point, not while he’s angling his hips to hit that special spot that has you seeing stars.
“Atta’girl…”
His body sighs, hes pressing down until your chests rest flush together, sensitive nipples brushing against the the leather of his jacket and sending a hot flush down, down and you're pushing up at him but you can’t, not as he hoists your legs up unto his shoulders, pressing you into the floorboards.
The position has his cock sliding even deeper and you can feel him in your gut as he forces your back to arch.
His mouth is next to your ear, heavily breathing as he fucks up into you like his life depends on it.
Everything he’s doing to you starts to become too much. The rough pads of his fingers on your clit, his thick cock spreading you open. The blood and aches from his knife actually started to feel good. He wouldn’t last much longer, not as he quickened his pace, opting to chase his own pleasure instead of torture you with your own.
As you felt your peak hit, he leaned in close, “Fuck... I’m coming inside.”
You bristled, “No.” You shook your head.
He looked at you with a lazy grin, “You’ll take it like a good dog.”
“Maybe the Entity’ll let you keep it, bitch.”
With that, you felt yourself letting go, cumming around his cock as he bred you like the good dog you were, hands in his hair and thighs hugging his head.
Before you could even bask in the afterglow, Danny was above you, kicking Frank out the way. His head was tilted, silent. Danny liked to tease, to taunt. When he was silent, he was angry.
“That was against the rules, Frank. Maybe you’re the dog, with the way you’re acting like a fucking bitch in heat.” His boot was pressed to Frank’s chest, tossing his knife around in his hand and catching it deftly, showing off his skill.
“I was so kind, sharing my puppy with you, and look what you’ve done... you’ve defiled her.”
Frank spat out nothing but blood after the kick that Danny sent directly into his nose.
There was a pause, and Frank laughed as the fog rolled in. “Looks like I win this time, Danny.” And he was gone, pulled away to a trial.
Danny rolled his eyes with a “tch.” Then he looked down at you, defiled and confused.
“Are you okay?” It was an odd question to come from him, but one you decided to answer.
You nodded a yes, pausing after to watch his reaction.
It was like a switch was flipped and he was back to his usual, bastard self.
“Is my poor puppy hurt?” He asked with a pout, an almost mournful look on his face. You knew better than to trust it. “Did the mean ol’ Legion guy hurt you?” He tilted his head.
You nodded again, the stress of the experience finally hitting you, knowing it was over and you were back with Danny. Hot tears dribbled over your cheeks, you reached your arms out to him, hopeful.
He knelt down to you, enveloping you in his arms, letting your tears and snot soak his overcoat. He would show you this one kindness. You had been so good.
