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a/n: to commemorate the beginning of october (which his halloween month), i've decided to write this little cute thing! hope you guys like it hehehe
what they yanderes would wear as halloween costumes
warning: gender neutral reader, absolutely no mentions of reader being a specific gender, mentions of reader being sexy LOL, mentions of costumes that might not conform to reader's gender/crossdressing
eun-jeong yoo ★ profile
beauty and the beast lmao
eun-jeong would really want to do an animal cosplay with you doing a matching costumes
so like beauty and the beast, werewolf and red riding hood, wolf and sheep, etc etc
he'd be the type to like buy pre-made costumes but then he'll see how badly the pre-made costumes are and do the costumes up a little bit more LOL
he wouldn't do a good job of it but he'd try to make it look better
liam arieh ★ profile
mans is nothing if not a mythology freak
he'd be the worst date to take to a halloween party becos he'd do some obscure shit and then be a bit annoyed or arrogant when people can't guess who the two of you are dressed up as
think persephone and hades, aphrodite and ares, orpheus and eurydice, achilles and patroclus, pylades and orestes, etc
most people will just guess that you're a greek couple LOL
you could probably convince him do do an angel and devil couple
gavin byrne ★ profile
no jokes, he'd wanna do those like stereotypically sexy halloween costumes LMAO but like the both of you have to do the same one
like for example: two sexy nurses, two sexy black cats, two sexy demons, etc etc
and it'll be like exactly matching LMAO no matter your gender (if you're comfy), you guys would be wearing female nurse outfits or sexy witch outfits
and the worst part is that like he'd 100% buy them from spirit halloween or the local party store so they're not best quality either
ayaka yamato ★ profile
would die to be able to do a j-fashion lolita outfit with you LOL
she's always wanted to dress up that way but it's hard to go around in lolita fashion and also it's something that immediately sticks out so she's never done it
but yeah, it has to be something cute and frilly
she'd pay attention to detail a lot and commission some renowned tailor or something to do the outfits
they have to be the same colour scheme so that it's obvious the two of you are matching
ryuunosuke yamamoto ★ profile
anime couple, anime couple, anime couple--
it can literally be any anime couple you want but it has to be from an anime that both of you have watched together/that both of you really love
he's a professional-level cosplayer so like he'd take over (but will let you help if you really want) and the cosplay will literally turn out so so good
he won't shy away from like armour or mech suit type stuff either
fujio watanabe ★ profile
won't really wanna dress up but you can force him to LOL
will only wear a costume if the costume is really easy to put on
like it has to be as easy to put on as regular clothes. it has to be something like a shirt, pants, maybe head gear but like nothing too complicated so it has to be either a headband or a hat
so like you're stuck with really boring costumes like cowboy? police man? stuff like that LOL and they'd be the cheap kind you can buy
gawain byrne ★ profile
vampire, vampire, vampire--
but like not dracula vampire! oh no, it'd be like period specific vampire with the loose white ruffled long sleeve shirts and tight pants LMAO
very victorian gothic style
and you have to also wear victorian gothic style. you don't have to be a vampire tho but i think gawain would just have a lot of fun putting on fangs hehehe
he'd want your costume to include like two red puncture marks tho LOL to signal that you're his vampiric snack
ryouta watanabe ★ profile
not to be repetitive but like video game couple, video game couple, video game couple--
would totally dress up as mario and princess peach or luigi and bowser if you'd like LOL
as long as it's like a video game that both of you love to play
he'll also do a cosplay of more detailed outfits like something from league of legends or overwatch or valorant
he's also a seasoned cosplayer so it'd be easy peasy for him to make a cosplay for both you and him
yeong-bae kigal ★ profile
GOD I KNOW I JUST SAID IT BUT video game couple, video game couple--
but yeong-bae would want it to be a bit more cutesy? so definitely like cookie run cookies, pokemon?, mario characters? something like that
would shy away a little from more complicated outfits like mech armour or video game outfits from more fight-y games. not becos he doesn't like them but becos they really want to look adorable and cute with you LOL
yeong-bae is literally in charge of a lot of the outfits the band wears so like he'd be really great with making the halloween outfits
he wouldn't be professional level though and he'd ask a little help from their stylist
soren kumar ★ profile
BORING BITCH
he'd wanna do something work related or uniform related lmao like a police couple or like a nurse and doctor? it definitely would be the type of outfits that are readily available and would be low effort for him
also low-key just wants to see you in uniform LMAO not that it's a kink or anything but just that he thinks it'd be sexy
and it's very! heteronormative! nasty man! he'd wear the man police uniform and (regardless of gender) he'd want you to wear the woman police uniform (cus it's sexier!!), etc etc
you can definitely argue with him abt it loool and he'll relent
would get them from spirit halloween or some cheap store though
emm fiala ★ profile
would want to dress up as something where she can utilize her burns. think freddy kreuger, jason, deadpool, frankenstein's monster
would want you to be her victim if she dresses up as a slasher or maybe be the spiderman to her deadpool? or even better, be the bride to her frankenstein's monster?
she'd definitely be all over you, doting on you, if you decide to dress up as her bride LOL and then you, casimir and her can be a trio! (frankenstein, his monster and his monster's bride!!)
would want to be more hands-on with the harder stuff of the costume like masks or weaponry but is absolutely useless when it comes to finer detailing like sewing together the clothes
casimir fiala ★ profile
desperately wants to dress up as a mad scientist LMAO just becos he already has the lab coat right so might as well?
would love for you to dress up as his deranged patient or as frankenstein's monster? or as his science experiment?
the outfits would be very home made but casimir is good enough and sewing. he's also very resourceful about things and can figure out how to make a decent enough costume
mel lowell ★ profile
honestly would want to be a wolf and something else couple LOL and no, the irony does not escape him
so something like wolf and red riding hood, wolf and pigs, wolf and sheep, etc etc
would buy the costumes becos he can't really control his shift enough to not freak people out if the two of you go to a party or something
he'd definitely buy online though and he'd make sure they costumes are really durable and can last a long time just in case the two of you want to save them for something else? or for next year
isamu lowell ★ profile
doesn't wanna dress up LOL but not becos he doesn't like halloween! it's becos he wants to go as himself for halloween
unlike mel, he's very eager to just go as a werewolf!
but, like mel, he wants to do a wolf and something else kind of cosplay! honestly, at this point, you might just become three wolves and a lowly sheep group cosplay LOL
like i said before, he won't need to really buy his outfit just becos he'll transform into it LOL but, for your outfit, he'd want it to be the highest quality he can get his hands on becos he wants you to be comfy
leonard lowell ★ profile
honestly, leonard wants to go with the flow so whatever you want! but be warned that he'll be very critical of the outfits LOL
the costume has to be high quality and, if it's not, he'll nag you or just take the costumes and try to do them up a little bit so they're more comfortable
he'd be willing to do a wolf cosplay if you want to go with whatever the other wolves want LOL but he'd be like a very anime-fied sexy werewolf, yknow what i mean?
might even throw in a thick leather collar in there to be extra sexy LOL
THIS IS SO UNHINGED AND YOU TOTALLY DONT HAVE TO IF YOU CANT OR DONT WANT TO BUT i kind of 👉👈 have a hand kink and so 👉👈 could you like 👉👈 describe your ocs hands? and also can i be 👉👈 anon hehe
a/n: lmao the fact that the hand kink as has so many hands is so so funny but also yes! i am lowk into hands too so this was super fun to write! thank you so much for this wonderful ask! i also didn't put any warnings cus like... it's just descriptions of hands?
eun-jeong yoo ★ profile
Eun-jeong's fingers are very thin and willowy but his entire hand overall is very big. He also keeps his nails a medium-length. Not long enough to pop any gloves at the vet but they get longer because he forgets to clip them.
Unfortunately, since he was burned by hot oil as a child, his entire hand and a good amount of his arms are covered in burn scars. They make the skin of his hands look much redder/browner than the rest of his body. The scars are also very wrinkly but soft. He often covers them up with long sleeves and leather gloves.
liam arieh ★ profile
Liam's hands are big but his fingers are neither thin nor thick. Kind of just the right amount LOL A fair amount of his fingers are calloused from playing the guitar growing up. He keeps his nails trimmed but, sometimes, he's too busy to remember when he should be trimming them. Other than that, his hand is comfortable to hold.
He doesn't have any scars on his hands or anything but he does have a fine-line tattoo of the face of Medusa on the back of one hand and of Arachne on the back of the other hand. They're both inked in red.
gavin byrne ★ profile
Gavin's hands are small LOL He has fingers that are a bit on the thicker side but the length of them are a bit shorter than average. He has a scar on the side of his hand from one time he was misbehaving with a knife. He ended up knicking himself and getting chastised by his parents. He bites his nails so they're always super short.
Other than that, there's no callouses or anything. His hands are relatively soft and smooth. He does have a tattoo on the back of his hands though. It's a fine-line tattoo of a hawk on one side and a robin on the other side. When he puts his hands together, the two of them look like they're about to face off. They're both in vivid colour.
ayaka yamato ★ profile
Ayaka has small hands too LOL . Her fingers are short and aren't exactly thick but they are on the chubbier side. She does have callouses from playing violin and cello growing up but she doesn't have any scars since she's always been very careful.
Her nails are always overly decorated in acrylic. They're not super long because she needs to text and stuff but her nails are longer than most people's nails. She asks her nail artist to put charms and gems on them so they clink sometimes when she moves them around.
ryuunosuke yamamoto ★ profile
Ryuu's hands are fucked up LOL. He has large hands with thick long fingers. He's played around with weaponry for so long that he has various callouses and scars from all of them; slashes from accidents with knives, raised bumps from times where he'd accidentally get pinched by a reloading gun, etc etc.
He often wears colourful band aids on his hands, just like on his face. He doesn't like looking at the scars (despite how much fun he's had getting them) so they're often hidden behind so many brightly designed band aids
fujio watanabe ★ profile
Fujio has a big palm but thick fingers that are a bit on the shorter side. Like Ryuu's hands, his hands are also very scarred. A lot of them are ones he has on his fingers from jamming them into things or getting them stuck places LOL A couple of his fingers are also a bit crooked from the way he'd broken them because they weren't set properly.
He has a lot of callouses from the years of heavy-lifting and construction work he had to do before he settled on his job at the Creamery. He also keeps his nails especially short because of the heavy-lifting he often had to do and the habit basically just stuck
gawain byrne ★ profile
Gawain's hands are long and lithe, with a medium sized palm and medium sized nails. Usually, he paints his nails black LOL but not for any other reason than he liked the aesthetic. Sometimes, he'd even go so far as to give them a white french tip. He often wears various gold rings to decorate his fingers too.
He has no scars on his hands or callouses but he does have a series of tattoos on his fingers. They're black vines wrapping around his middle finger, thumb and on his left pinky. The vines don't reach past his first knuckle and they match the vine tattoos he has on his torso.
ryouta watanabe ★ profile
Ryouta has very long fingers and a relatively large palm. His fingers are on the thinner side, though. He keeps his nails trimmed just because he types a lot and longer nails are a pain in the ass to type with.
He has a significant amount of callouses just because, as a young child, he had to do a lot of physical jobs to make ends meet. He doesn't have any sort of scars though. He does wear a ring on one finger but it's not any sort of significant jewellery. He just likes fiddling with it when he's bored.
yeong-bae kigal ★ profile
Yeong-bae has large hands with thick long fingers. He keeps his nails on the shorter side but not trimmed to the finger and like they're really almost obsessively well maintained (by him LOL). He often wears a pastel green because that's his signature colour on the band.
He has crescent shaped scars on his palms from his bad habit of digging his own nails into his skin when anxious. He also has callouses from playing the guitar and the bass all his life.
soren kumar ★ profile
Soren's hand is on the medium size and length but his fingers are a bit on the thicker side. He keeps his nails very well trimmed and as short as possible. He puts a cute almost coral pink nail polish on it, both because it's his signature colour in the band and because he really likes the colour.
His hands are both scarred and calloused from all the years he's been playing instrument after instrument, and from all of the mishaps he'd gotten from learning how to play them. Soren also often wears various rings on his fingers, in various styles and colours.
emm fiala ★ profile
Emm's hands are large and long and thick. She keeps her nails extremely short because growing them out would often lead to problems like breaking a nail or chipping them. She doesn't wear rings but she does have a tattoo of a rose on both the backs of her hands, with it's vines spreading out and wrapping around some of her fingers.
She has a lot of scars and callouses from her years of just working in construction and from all the scavenging she does on her routes around the abandoned factory town. Notable scars are a big one on her palm she got from some glass as well as a gnarly one on her pointer finger when she got it caught in something.
casimir fiala ★ profile
Casimir has the hands of a surgeon LOL His palms are definitely on the larger side but his fingers are long and lithe. The kind of fingers that are good with doing detailed work. He keeps his fingers on the medium side but doesn't like trimming them too much just because he likes the way they look. He always paints his nails pitch black because of the same reason.
He doesn't have any callouses or any tattoos of any sort. He'll wear his wedding ring, of course, but that's really it. He does have maybe a few slashing scars from the years he'd learned how to hone his knife skills and from some rather stubborn meals he'd captured.
mel lowell ★ profile
Mel's hands are of medium size and length but his fingers are very thick. He keeps his nails as short as possible because he hates it when he gets dirt under them. It's like the most uncomfortable feeling in the world for him LOL
He's lived his entire life in the woods so his hands are rough and scarred. A lot of the scars are just slashes he'd gotten from getting scratched or from mishandling a knife.
isamu lowell ★ profile
Isamu has hands proportionate to his height; very big palms and long fingers of medium thickness. Definitely wants to keep his nails short but forgets to trim them so they're kind of medium length. Doesn't take very good care of them though LOL
He does have a couple of scars from working with metal and with cars. Same goes for his callouses; he works a lot with cars and motorcycles so his hands have gotten rough over the years.
leonard lowell ★ profile
Leonard has very pretty hands. They're on the smaller side, with longer willowy fingers. He takes very good care of his nails and, if not coloured, they'd at least have transparent nail polish on them.
Unfortunately, though they look pretty on the outside, his palms are very fucked up. There's overlapping slashes over his palms from his years of getting hit there as punishment. He doesn't mind them but he's aware of how bad they look. He also has callouses from working around the cabin and from his life before he started living with Mel.
could you do some of your yanderes reacting to their darling maybe suddenly asking them when the two of them will break up? and then when asked what darling means, she tells them that actually she thought they were jokingly dating her and that they'll break up with her after they get bored? kinda got inspired by the other ask thats similar to this one
a/n: another ask that's been inspired by the other post hehe! i really love this idea becos of the angst potential, tbh. thank you so muh for the wonderful request and i hope i did your idea justice
warning: female reader as requested, very yandere, reader is colorblind and can't see red flags, mentions of eun-jeong somnophilia? or something like that, non-sexual nudity in mel's, descriptions of a panic attack in yeong-bae's
You had been pondering over what to do for a few weeks now.
You'd started dating your partner almost a year ago and, so far, you'd been extremely happy. In fact, everything felt like it'd been going absolutely perfectly! Your partner has been so attentive and sweet and kind that, honestly, there was nothing else you could've asked for!
Therein laid the problem.
You didn't know what to do about the fact that you were starting to fall in love with your partner.
When they had asked you out, it was something of a casual thing, nothing too serious. In fact, they had asked you out as a means to alleviate their boredom!
You'd been in love with them for so long that you had readily agreed, anything to be able to stand by their side.
Now, you knew, that had been a mistake. Now, you knew, you had to end this before you grew even more attached.
ayaka yamato ★ profile
Ayaka stared at you dumbfounded, her doe eyes wide and her lips slightly parted as the thoughts in her mind zoomed at a million miles an hour.
She felt an irritation--an anger--bubble in her chest and she so desperately wanted to lash out, wanted to scream and cry and throw something. Instead, she breathed through it and grabbed your forearm.
"What do you mean you're breaking up with me?" She asked through gritted teeth, her nails just barely digging into you.
Your eyes watered a little but not because of her obvious fury. The feelings you'd had for so long, that you'd bottled up for so long, felt like they'd burst in you, making it a bit hard to keep your composure.
"I-I just don't think this relationship is g-good for us." You finally warbled out, eyes still wet and fists clenching as you tried your hardest to at least keep some of your dignity.
Ayaka quickly scoffed but her mind was still reeling.
Was it her clinginess? Had you finally realised how poisonously possessive she was?
You had always just smiled at her so gently when she screeched at you not to hang out with others or patted her head when she'd drag you back into your room so nobody else could set eyes on you.
She knew you had taken all of her red flags way too easily! Now, the other shoe had dropped and she didn't know what to do.
"I can't let you." She finally spoke up and the way she stared at you made you feel less like she was staring at you and more like she was staring through you. "I won't let you leave."
"I love you. I love you so much." Ayaka hugged your arm to her chest and glanced in the direction of your room, her voice a soft mutter as if she was mostly talking to herself "I'll just keep you in your room, hmm? I'll keep you there, lock you there, until you come to your senses."
"I"ll keep you here until you realise just how serious I am about you."
That was when Ayaka glanced back at you and saw the fat tears falling down your cheeks. The way you looked at her-- It made something in her break, made her cry a little bit too, her glasses fogging up from the heat of her tears.
She wouldn't waver in the face of your crying. She just wouldn't. She'd do exactly as she said and there was no way of convincing her otherwise--
Suddenly, you'd engulfed her in a tight hug, your wet face nuzzling into her neck, dampening a bit of the collar of her shirt.
"I-I'm so sorry! I'm sorry! I-I wanted to break up with you-- because! I thought-- I thought you didn't really love me!" You'd cried out, your voice muffled against her throat "I-I didn't realise you'd b-been serious ab-about dating me..."
For a second, Ayaka's entire body felt numb. Then, like it was second nature, she mindlessly wrapped her arms around you, clutching you to her like if she'd let go you would disappear in front of her very eyes.
"Idiot. Stupid. Moron. What the fuck." She sighed, her own measly tears falling down her makeup covered cheeks "Don't scare me like that."
Then she pulled away and wiped her tears on the sleeves of her cardigan, her eyeliner smudging. Surprisingly, it didn't feel like it mattered at all.
She took your hands into hers and pressed a soft kiss against your lips, her lips all sticky sweet from her lip gloss
"I'll make sure to show you exactly how much I love you from now on, so your cute but thick stupid head doesn't forget, okay?"
eun-jeong yoo ★ profile
Eun-jeong felt his entire world crumble around him. It felt like the floor beneath him fell away to reveal nothingness, like he was about to be swept straight into Hell without even a second to react.
And wasn’t that what he deserved? Didn’t he deserve to go to Hell for how he felt about you?
You finally figured out all of his disgusting feelings, the darkness that ate away inside him, the dirt and decay that hung from his fingers. And now, you didn’t want him near you anymore. You didn’t want this monster loving you anymore.
“Puppy.” He finally pried the word out of his mouth and, like a cork screw on a Champagne bottle, the rest of the words seemed to rush out “I don’t understand. I thought we had such a good relationship. I thought I made you happy.”
He recalled every moment with you, tried to remember if he’d ever let his darker desires slip through. Had you seen the shrine he’d erected for you in the deep recesses of his closet? Had you realized that your boss’ heart-attack had been anything but natural? Had you heard him late at night, watching you?
“Yes, you’ve made me so very happy, Jeongie.” You answered haltingly and he hung on to every syllable that fell from your lips “However, this relationship isn’t good. I-I can’t stay in it any longer or else it’ll get harder to leave.”
Something pinged in his head once he’d heard what you said.
You couldn’t stay longer or else it would get harder to leave. Did that mean that you had grown attached to him? Was there some part of you that was in love with him, just like he was in love with you? Then, if he made you stay longer and longer, would you just love him more and more?
His willowy fingers wrapped around your wrist, his grip gentle but strong “Then, I can’t let you leave.”
You looked up at him, bewildered and cute, and he couldn’t help but take a step closer to you, his hand cupping the back of your neck and his lips finding their way to your forehead.
“I love you so much, puppy.” He muttered against your skin before he suddenly pulled you to his chest, pressing your cheek against his collar bone “I can’t let you leave. Not when I love you this much.”
He felt you take a gasp of air, wet and haggard. Immediately, he felt a crumpling sort of self-hatred fill his chest. You were crying now. He’d scared you, made you cry, and it was all because of these wretched feelings.
Suddenly, almost tentatively, he felt you wrap your arms around his torso.
“I-I thought— I thought maybe you wer-weren’t serious about a-all of this.” You’d whimpered out, obviously still tearing up “B-But I’ve always loved you so much, Jeongie, and I-I didn’t want to be in this relationship i-if you didn’t want to take it seriously—”
Eun-jeong had heard enough. He softly shushed you, tears also threatening to sting his eyes but he held it all back.
He pressed another kiss against you—this time, on the crown of your head—before sighing in relief “Oh, puppy, I’m so sorry I haven’t been making it obvious enough. But I do love you and I am serious about this relationship.”
“I don’t think I can love anyone after you, puppy, so please, don’t ever leave me.” Eun-jeong pulled away from you enough to get on both of his knees, his hands suddenly grasping yours so that he could press soft kisses against the backs of them “I love you more than anyone could ever love anyone else, I swear it.”
The dark look in his eyes convinced you that there was no way he was lying.
mel lowell ★ profile
Mel had been chipper when you approached him, your body language mimicking a frightened gazelle. You’d claimed that you needed to talk to him about something and he quickly agreed to listen.
Even after, when you’d dropped the heaviest bomb he’d ever felt in his life, that same chipper expression stayed on his face.
In fact, he even chuckled. Though, you had to admit, it was a dry sort of chuckle, the kind that wasn’t at all because he was amused. There was something dark behind that chuckle, something you didn’t recognize.
Mel, on the other hand, knew that this moment would’ve come eventually. He knew that he and his partners weren’t exactly conventional, knew that taking them as your lovers was a hard pill to swallow. Still, he had thought you’d adapted into the pack well.
That just showed him that he should never let his guard down, hm?
It didn’t matter if you found them to be too monstrous; it didn’t matter if you couldn’t love them as both man and wolf, that you’d thought them too possessive, that perhaps they had ended up scaring you with the way they were.
Wolves mated for life. That was all there was to it.
“Puppy, you’re so silly.” Mel took a step closer to you, his fingers suddenly ghosting over the top of your breast, close to the middle, right above where your heart would be.
Even though it’d been almost a year since he’d bitten you there, all hard and bloody, you still felt a tingle of something as he trailed his fingers there, almost as if tracing it.
“Do you remember when I’d given you that bite?” He smiled fondly as if recalling the memory and, when you’d slowly nodded your head “I gave you that bite because I love you, baby.”
“It’s all scarred, isn’t it?” He then asked, that chipper expression of his turning into something more and more, something twisted. Then, without warning, he’d grabbed the collar of your shirt “Take it off.”
You couldn’t help but be a little flabbergasted. You didn’t understand how your breakup with him inexplicably turned to this but, in the face of his serious tone, you couldn’t help but follow.
Mel smiled at your obedience before stepping even closer, his thumb tracing the raised scar peeking just out of your bra. This was the same scar his teeth had left, the same scar he’d used to mark you as his.
Just as he did that, he leaned a bit closer, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear “If you really want to stop being mine, puppy, you need to care this out. Because as long as you have this, you’re mine.”
“Just like I’m yours, hmm?” His tone returned to his usual, lighter and happier, as he brushed a fleeting kiss against your temple.
Almost haltingly, you nodded.
He was grateful for that “Where did this all come from anyway?”
That was when he finally properly looked at you and his heart instantly melted. You stood there, soft pout across your lips, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.
You looked like a chastised little kid and Mel knew that there was nothing he could do. After all, anyone would cry when they found out exactly what they got themselves into.
However, you immediately surprised him when you turned your head up to look at him, your body almost arching as if desperate to be close, to curve your body to mirror his.
“I’m sorry. I-I thought— I thought you weren’t that s-serious ab-about being with me a-and I kept falling de-deeper and deeper and—” You’d whimpered and sniffled, all pathetic but still so very pretty.
Mel laughed and this time, it was boisterous, loud, his arms wrapping around your waist “Oh, puppy, you really are so very silly.”
yeong-bae kigal ★ profile
“Ah.” The small little punched out sound left Yeong-bae suddenly, like they couldn’t control it, like someone really had just absolutely gut punched it right out of them.
And it did certainly feel that way. They felt like they couldn’t breathe, like it was hard to get air into their lungs, and their stomach was slithering into knots and their chest ached something awful.
Still, despite the turmoil they felt, you stood there, firm in your decision.
Yeong-bae’s golden eyes darted every which way as their brain scrambled for an explanation, for an answer.
Had you figured out they’d put cameras in your room? But you’d loved when they filmed you with their professional camera before. Was it because they’d scared all your friends way? But you’d said they were the only one you needed, that they were the only one you truly wanted in your life.
Was it something else? Had they done something? They didn’t understand.
“C-Can you tell me what I’ve done?” They finally managed to get the words out, their tongue feeling heavy and numb in their mouth “C-Can I fix it?”
You just looked down at your hands gravely “It— It’s not really anything you’ve done, Yeongie, s-so there’s not really anything to fix.”
There was nothing to fix. There was nothing they could do. The words echoed a little in their mind before, finally, painfully, registering.
Suddenly, the little air they’d been able to breathe before vanished and, so agonizingly, they started being unable to get even a gulp of air in. Their vision swam and, almost alarmingly, they could hear the way their heart beat in their ears, their face turning awfully hot, their entire body crumpling to the ground.
They would lose you. They would lose you and there was nothing to do because you’d go— The greatest thing they’d been able to have and they’d messed it up.
“Yeongie!” Your voice felt like you were talking to him through a wall or, maybe, through water. Everything seemed so far away “Yeongie, please, wait— You need to calm down. Tell me three things in this room.”
You were grounding him. Yes, yes, that’s what he needed. His eyes snapped to you and he noted your teary eyes, the way your wet lips seemed to twist into a pretty frown, the way your hands clutched at him.
As he took more and more of you in, he felt himself slowly but surely calm down. It still hurt to breathe but he could at least get the air. Now, at least, he was able to be in the moment, to be grounded.
Except he didn’t want to be. He didn’t want to exist in a world where you weren’t with him, where you didn’t love him.
“Please.” He took you by the forearms, his eyes wide and desperate in a way you’d only seen hints of before “Please, I can’t lose you, darling. I can’t. I can’t. You can’t leave me. I love you.”
The tears that gathered in the corners of your eyes finally fell and you looked at him like you couldn’t truly believe what was happening in front of you “Really?”
He nodded hastily before, suddenly, kissing you. The kiss was messy and frenzied and wet from both your tears. Usually, Yeong-bae was so very gentle and sweet but this kiss was anything but. He kissed you like a starving man, all tongue and teeth and desperation.
When he finally pulled away, his eyes searched yours, worried it wasn’t enough to convince you. If you weren’t convinced, he’d just have to keep you, find somewhere far away to stow you—
Before he could finish that thought, you’d laughed softly and leaned against him “I’m— I’m so sorry, Yeongie, I-I had thought— I don’t know what I thought. I’m sorry, I was just falling so in love with you and I didn’t want to stay where my feelings weren’t requited.”
Do any of your OCs have a Daddy kink? How would they react to either a softer shier darling or a bratty whiny darling accidentally calling them daddy?
a/n: i think some of them would react differently based on the darling's personality but i've listed it all down below the cut! have fun loool
also i think i included all my ocs that have a strong daddy kink but the ones with a more milder daddy kink have been excluded (just becos im lazy and dont want to write too much LMAO)
warning: gender neutral reader, daddy kink, mentions of entrance and being inside but no mentions of gender
gawain byrne ★ profile
absolutely melts when you call him daddy
when you call him daddy, you can do no wrong in his eyes. all your crimes? forgiven. all your punishments? forgotten. everything is right with the world LOL
i think it'd be the same with a bratty darling but like he'd be very aware that they're doing it to get away with being bratty and gawain can forgive it to a certain point
but sometimes it can't all be praise and pleasure. sometimes daddy needs to be strict too LOL
Your back arched as you felt Gawain fuck his plastic cock deeper and deeper inside of you, hitting places that made your head spin and your toes curl.
You couldn't help but clutch onto his forearms, nails probably digging into his skin, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as an orgasm ripped through you.
"D-Daddy--!" The word fell off your tongue mindlessly. You hadn't meant it and, in the heat of the moment, your desperate need got the better of you.
Once the orgasm did it's toll and you were left panting and twitching, your brain immediately caught up. Your face, which was already a little hot, seemed to turn searing as your eyes fluttered to Gawain, scared of his reaction.
You expected the rather dumbfounded slack-jawed expression and, obviously, you took it as a bad thing.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean--"
Gawain just pulled his cock out and tightened the straps on his harness, a sudden dark look overtaking his eyes "No, no, baby, it's okay. In fact, I really liked it."
His hand moved from your waist to fist the pillow beside your head, caging you under his body, his face getting so close that it left you a little flustered
"You want me to be your daddy, baby?" He muttered against your lips as he gave you a slight kiss, the head of his cock brushing against your still sopping entrance "Want me to take care of you and pamper you?"
You gave a small little nod, a little nervous and excited in the face of this new more aggressive side of your boyfriend.
Instead of the pleased expression you expected, Gawain cupped your chin and brushed his thumb against your lower lip "Use your words."
You felt especially shy but complied nonetheless, your voice soft and stuttering "P-Please make me c-cum again, Daddy."
A broad smirk spread across his face "Of course, anything for my baby."
ryouta watanabe ★ profile
also the same as gawain but a bit more mildly
on the outside, it doesn't look like he's being affected at all but, on the inside, he's screaming and crying and banging on his table becos he's so horny and happy LOL
doesn't let a bratty darling get away with anything if they call him daddy tho but he'll be a bit softer and more lenient becos they're so cute
You had threaded your fingers through Ryouta’s soft locks, your thighs pressing against his cheeks and your toes curling as he pressed hickey after hickey against your skin, lips hovering near where you wanted but not really giving you anything.
You couldn’t help but let out a small frustrated noise at how he was teasing you. He did it often and, though you let him most of the time, for some reason, it was a bit more irritating than normal this time around.
Your fingers tightened around his hair, your leg desperately trying to pull him close. By now, you were all edged out and your mind felt as floaty as a cloud.
“Daddy!” The word slipped your lips out of desperation but, as soon as you’d said it, your hand slapped on top of your mouth, eyes wide as if aghast at what you’d just uttered.
Ryouta, of course, immediately stopped. Normally, you would’ve protested but, at the moment, your face felt searingly hot and embarrassment boiled in your chest.
“What did you say.” His words didn’t sound like a question and, from the way he was clutching tightly to your thighs, you figured the only option you had was answer honestly.
So, shily, softly, you’d muttered the word against your hand.
Like lightning, Ryouta let go of your thigh to grip your wrist and pull it away from your mouth. “Say it again, baby.”
The nickname sent a tingle up your spine. This time, with a little bit more confidence, you repeated the word “Daddy?”
A sinful groan left Ryouta’s lips. He pressed his forehead against yours, rock hard cock settling at the crook of thigh, head brushing against your stomach.
“Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me, baby.” He huffed out, hips jolting just a little bit.
You watched him for a second, watched the way he really seemed to almost come undone from you just saying one word.
So, hesitantly but with even more confidence, you shifted your hips, grinding up against his cock “D-Daddy, why’d you stop…”
Ryouta’s fists clenched a little and his dick twitched against you. Though, you definitely did have a point. Seems like he needed to reward his little baby…
casimir fiala ★ profile
absolutely delighted to be called daddy but, unfortunately for bratty darling, calling him daddy only makes him want to punish you more LOL
casimir really do have a sadistic streak a mile long
especially during punishments? oh, it's like you're asking him to be worse
for shier sweeter darling, he becomes incredibly gentle and loving becos his heart just melts at the fact that they called him daddy
“If you stop one more time, I’ll kill you.” You muttered to Casimir through gritted teeth, the frustration boiling and turning heady in your chest.
It felt like it’s been hours and, still, every single time you came even close to cumming, every single time that coil inside you came so very close to snapping, Casimir would stop and just leave his cock unmoving inside of you.
He’d shower you in kisses, sure, but he’d just lay on top of you, doing nothing.
Of course, his inaction delayed your orgasm every single time. It ruined it for you to the point where all you could do was squirm and complain. Yet, no orgasm.
“Is that a promise?” Was all the infuriatingly handsome man replied with, that signature sadistic smirk still spread across his stupid gorgeous face.
Your back arched, not out of pleasure but out of frustration and a desire to get away from this clown.
Instead, Casimir kept his grip around both your waist and your wrist tight, his hips finally starting to thrust his thick cock in and out of you. Slowly, surely, you felt the pleasure building up again.
This time, Casimir didn’t even wait till you were close. Just as a soft adorable moan left your lips, he stopped and opted to just grind his hips against yours, cock certainly hitting something but definitely not hard enough to tip you over the edge.
Tears pooled in the corner of your eyes and you let out a frustrated sound “Daddy!”
That made you pause. Your free hand quickly covered your mouth and you looked up at Casimir. He mirrored your rather shocked expression with one of his own.
Eventually, though, that shock made way for his usual smugness. He smirked at you, hips sluggishly starting to move and cock slowly pistoning in and out of you.
“Daddy, hmm?” He used his other hand to grip your chin and force you to look at him “And what do you want Daddy to do?”
“I want Daddy to stop fucking around and make me cum.”
Well, he could certainly oblige.
mel lowell ★ profile
like everyone else on this post, mel certainly does live for this shit lol like he eats that shit up
doesn't matter if darling is bratty or shy or sweet; he will turn savage for that word
absolutely tears shit up. like he loses his brain LOL can't do anything but fuck and fuck hard
so only save that word for when you really want mel to rearrange your guts LOL
You groaned, hands gripping the pillow under you tighter and tighter as you felt Mel continue to thrust behind you. One of his hands cupped the back of your neck, the other clutching at your waist, keeping you pressed against the mattress.
Fuck, did Mel’s cock fill you so perfectly. It never felt too big but just big enough to hit every single spot you wanted it to.
You half-buried your face into the pillow as your orgasm approached closer and closer. Your mind had practically checked-out at this point, leaving you both breathless and brainless.
Perhaps that was why you couldn’t help but mutter that damn word under your breath, your whimper almost silent.
Mel groaned and buried his entire cock into you in one stroke, his hand at the back of your neck moving to gently hold the front instead “What did you say?”
You felt embarrassed, of course, your face hot and flustered. Still, desperate for him to start moving again, you repeated the words “D-Daddy?”
Suddenly, Mel’s teeth latched onto the back of your neck. You let out a choked cry as he thrust into you almost brutally, teeth never once leaving your skin.
With every thrust, you couldn’t help but let out little punched out moans. Occasionally, you’d even slipped that word in and, every single time without fail, it made Mel treat you rougher and rougher, his hips practically shoving against yours at this point.
Then, finally, you felt his mouth leave your neck; you could feel every single tooth leave your flesh and you could feel the throb of the mark they left behind.
“Damn right, I’m your Daddy, baby.” He grunted out right into your ear, voice much deeper and gruffer than usual “And this Daddy’s cock is going to fucking fill you the hell up, yeah?”
Hello!! Ive been slowly working my way through your ocs and can i just say!!! They are soooo tasty, your brain is very big, also linking the profiles is soo nice im terrible with remembering stuff so its a nice refresher
Anyway i was just wondering how do you think Ayaka would be with a childhood friend darling 🤔
a/n: SORRY ANON BUT YOU'VE HIT THE JACKPOT this is literally my SPECIAL INTEREST i absolutely DIE AND LOVE THE CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS TROPE
ayaka yamato ★ profile
being childhood friends with ayaka means getting to know the social media super star before she became popular girl material
before, her hair was pitch black and she also had a lot of acne. like now, she wore thick rimmed glasses but they were always plain black. she also wore a lot of formal clothes, chosen by her nanny. stuff like button ups, long pleated skirts, etc
as a kid, ayaka was basically caged so, to be her childhood friend, your parents had to have been really good friends with her parents
ayaka's parents often scheduled play dates with their good friends' children as a way to gain more social power among the rich
unfortunately, that's really the only way you could've met her before she began her rebellious phase
like frfr ayaka was basically isolated as a child. i cannot stress this enough lol
her little brother was doted on by her mom and her older brother was coddled by her father (since he's the heir) so, often times, she was left to her own devices
she, of course, had nannies and tutors but none of them really truly treated her like the child she actually was
to everyone she met, she was a yamato. and that was the only thing that mattered about her
this made her very hungry for affection and she took whatever she could get
and if you gave her any sort of affection? when she's starving? she'd eat that shit up and praise the ground you walk on LOL
though caveat to that is that you'd have to be in the same boat as her LOL becos she's always been easily jealous, especially back then, and if you were more free than she was, she'd resent you too much to get attached to you
she'd definitely use you as her guinea pig when she starts experimenting with fashion and make up too lmao
when she does go thru her transformation from goody good daughter to how she really wants to live her life, she brings you with her
but she won't let you become a socialite like her. no, you're only allowed to be with her, to be close to her, to be her friend
anytime you start slipping from her grasp, she starts isolating you until the only person you feel comfortable clinging to and depending on is her
"Do you think there's more to life than this?"
You looked up from your homework to see Ayaka staring intently at you, her head resting in her arms. She was pushing around one of the fruit peels that she'd left on the desk but it was obvious from her expression that she'd been serious about her words.
You considered her words for a second before cocking your head a little to the side "What do you mean?"
"I don't know... more to studying. More to being the kid of a CEO. More to all of this." She just huffed in reply before leaning back and crossing her arms "Feels unfair that we live like this."
I don't want you to live like this. She wanted to say but the words just stayed lodged in her throat.
Unfortunately, she didn't inherit a lot from her parents but she did inherit their inability to express affection. The sweetness, the love, always felt awkward and tough on her tongue.
She wanted so desperately to tell you about her feelings, to let you in and let you know, but all she could do was peel you clementines and sit by your side, hoping and praying that you'd notice her.
Certainly, if not her, you found yourself thinking about her words. You'd never really thought about that before. You were always following your parents' rules that it felt blasphemous to consider going beyond them, to see what it was like beyond the rules and the gilded cage.
Because you were aware. You knew the life they had you live--the life Ayaka's parents had her live--was one of imprisonment, doomed to never do what you wanted to do.
But you'd lived the life for so long that imagining what life would be like any other way left you drawing a blank.
"Let's start living life our own way." Ayaka suddenly uncrossed her arms and took your hands into hers, that eager grin on her face infectious "You and me. Nobody cares about me like you do, anyway."
"And nobody cares about you like I do, right?" There was something dark to her tone right then, like there was more to her words. But she looked so mesmerizing, so sweet, that you found yourself nodding.
Ayaka only beamed even brighter "We'll decide how we want to become, not our parents."
Hi there, I'm new here, and love your work sm. My silly little Czech ass got positively jumpscared at the Fiala name, and then I discover he's got Czech/Polish ancestry. AND THAT HE KNOWS THE LANGUAGE? I AM SHOOK. The fact that he could speak to me in my native language is so cool. Like you have NO idea how excited the fact makes me.
a/n: I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS SO MUCH! it's honestly why i love writing ocs with different backgrounds becos i want to jumpscare people like this!
casimir fiala ★ profile
Hell yeah he'd speak to you in Polish or in Czech! He's had a lot of practice speaking with his grandparents so the words flow smoothly off his tongue. In fact, when he speaks English, there's a bit of an accent there that makes it seem that he's been speaking Polish his whole life. He might even call you cute endearing nicknames in Czech, especially if it catches you off-guard every single time or if makes you a bit flustered.
But you know the best part? He literally inherited both his grandparents' recipes so you know he makes the best Czech food. When you're sick, he makes the warmest and most comforting soup. And then fried cheese or potato pancakes for snacks? Always! And whenever you're craving a good warm kolache, he'll have one ready for you immediately.
He loves his heritage because his grandparents have raised him with love and he has good memories with it. So he literally incorporates it daily in his life and there's no way he wouldn't love sharing all of that with you too
Your drabble about Liam, Fujio, Ryouta, and Ryuu reacting to darling's past joke confessions was AMAZING. You knocked it out of the park!!! Got me giggling and kicking my feet ehe.
Continuation with the same bois: Darling and said yandere are enjoying the loving couple life these past few months with the occasional outings and dates ignoring those red flags darling is colourblind. But a challenger approaches! The yanderes' past fling blatantly flirts with them in front of darling.
Before the yandere can intervene, darling squares up. Darling drapes herself on their arm possessively while sweetly threatening extreme violence. Something like "He's spoken for. Fuck off or I'll stab your eye with this pen to make soup, okay~" The pen clicks.
The past fling runs/yandere chases them away before things escalate. Darling happily asks the yandere, "Why are you staring, baby?? I belong to you and you belong to me just like you said! I'm responding to your passionate love with all my might!" they've awakened a sleeping beast with this one HELP jashlsjksdfkjbsd. Focusing on the wrong things type of darling.
a/n: IM SO GLAD THAT SO MANY OF YOU LIKED THAT POST SM lmaooo this is like the third ask ive gotten abt it!! ofc kudos to the requester too lol! and i absolutely love love this sequel!
warning: female reader as requested, descriptions of violence
liam arieh ★ profile
"Liammy!"
The arm around your waist tightened considerably as Liam started trying his best to walk faster. He knew taking you around the block for dinner wasn't the best idea and, yet, he'd let your puppy dog eyes win him over.
Now look at where that brought him.
"Liam!" The shrill voice seemed to only get more shrill and, before Liam could consider doing anything else, someone latched onto his free arm "Where you going?"
"I'm with my wife." Liam answered snappily though there was a dark smile on his face as he snatched his arm back. The girl had gripped it hard enough that she left claw marks. Disgusting.
"Wh-Who is this, Liam?" You buried yourself into his side, sweet confused eyes staring up at him.
Liam felt his blood turn cold. He'd dealt a little with your self-confidence (or lack thereof) so he'd hoped that you were better now. He worried that wasn't the case and that you'd mistake this situation for something it really wasn't.
He'd slept around before, yes, but they'd never meant anything. Nobody did until he met you.
Liam quickly opened his mouth, desperately wanting to explain though he tried his best to keep a calm expression on his face. Before he could, though, the stupid girl on his other side spoke up.
"Oh, are you Liam's flavor of the week? I was last month's, you know." She flipped her hair over her shoulder, her voice grating on both Liam's and yours patience. "Though I don't think that'll matter since you won't last long."
Laim felt anger flare in him. His blood practically boiled at her words. He was about to push her aside when you suddenly swept up, pushing her yourself. Hard. Hard enough that she fell and hit her head on the brick wall behind her.
Then, you stepped over, tucking your hair behind your ear almost demurely as you crouched a little over Liam's ex's body "Well, I think you won't last long if I bashed your head into this wall any harder, hmm?"
"Don't touch things that don't belong to you and we won't have a problem." You added as you leaned a bit closer, as if telling her a secret. Then, you straightened and dusted yourself.
Liam had watched every single second of what you'd done and the hot blood in his veins immediately turned from anger to lust. He wrapped his arms around your waist, quickly pulling you to him and pressing a hard kiss against your temple.
"That's my girl."
You just preened in the face of his affection, soft smile on your face "That's right. I'm yours and you're mine."
"So, next time someone comes near you, don't let them." You pouted, huffing a little and crossing your arms.
He just chuckled "Now where'd this demanding angel come from?"
"You told me you love me, right? I'm just returning that love tenfold!" You looked up at him, cheek pressing against his collar and your hands going over his hands
Liam just laughed and thanked whatever higher power was out there that they sent you right to him.
fujio watanabe ★ profile
Ever since the two of you got together, Fujio refused to let you leave his sight. Though you reassured him multiple times that you loved him and wouldn't go anywhere, he still dragged you around.
This time, he'd dragged you to his gym. While he was working out, you were just sitting on a nearby bench, observing the way his glistening muscles seemed to flex and un-flex as he lifted up heavy barbells.
Just as he'd finished his last one, some woman suddenly ran across the whole gym and wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him tight "Fujio!"
He'd grunted and let the barbell clatter to the ground with a heavy thud. Already, blood seemed to heat in his veins. He didn't like it when people ambushed him from his blind spots.
Momentarily, Fujio imagined what it’d be like to lift the barbell in front of him and wack this woman with it. He doubted you’d like the blood though so, he gritted his teeth and resisted the urge. “Let go of me.”
She at least seemed to realise that he was serious because she let go immediately, a nervous expression on her face “Fujio, baby, what’s wrong?”
“You’re what’s wrong.”
Fujio stiffened at your voice and immediately frowned. Fuck, the last thing he ever wanted was to create a misunderstanding with you that would cause you to slip from his grasp. Though he knew that he’d never really let you leave him, it was better if you stayed of your own volition.
“Who’s this? Your current whore?” The woman—Fujio’s ex, you guessed—eyed you up and down as if trying to assess your threat level. From the infuriating smirk on her face, she seemed to think she had something over you.
Before she could say much more, you swung the kettlebell you’d found at her head. It connected with her temple and she crumpled to the ground, whining and crying. Without hesitation, you dropped the same kettlebell on her chest; it was light enough not to injure her but it definitely pushed all the air out of her lungs.
Then, you squatted next to her, your face especially close to hers as you whispered in her ear “I’m actually his girlfriend and I’d appreciate if you didn’t touch him. Thank you.”
“Or I might have to find a heavier weight to keep you down permanently, you know?” You added, sweet smile on your face.
Before you could stand, arms wrapped around you, lifting you into a bridal carry. You looked up and saw that it was Fujio, a dark expression on his face as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck, teeth already nibbling and nipping.
"Where the fuck did that come from?" He mumbled against your skin, breath hot and grip on you tight as ever.
You just wrapped your arms around his neck and smiled "I'm yours, remember? Just wanted to act like it."
“Why was that so fucking hot? Holy shit. We need to hit the showers like now.”
ryouta watanabe ★ profile
Ryouta really never went out like ever. The only times he really left his apartment were when he needed to grocery shop and when he needed to do some work in person.
Now that you were his girlfriend, that schedule applied to you too.
He was at his computer like always. You were on his bed behind him, playing around with his switch. Though you were extremely concentrated on the game at hand, you couldn't help but be a little soothed by the clack of Ryouta's keyboard.
That was until a discord notification pinged through the speakers. It was soft, almost unnoticeable. But it had interrupted your peaceful time and so you definitely noticed it.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you watched Ryouta’s fists clench and unclench in the dim light of his computer. With quiet moves, you picked up his phone and dialled your birthday. There, you saw what the discord message said.
“Hey, I know you said you weren’t interested but I really like you and I’d like to meet IRL to see if there’s chemistry.” It read. The icon was of a woman who was using some sort of puppy filter.
You scrolled up a little and saw what their conversation was like. At first, it seemed mostly work related. Then, slowly, the woman started getting more and more personal, wanting desperately to get close to Ryouta.
He rebuffed every single advance but, apparently, the woman just thought he was playing hard to get.
You put the phone down and padded over to Ryouta, his too-big shirt slipping off your shoulders. With surprising ease, you slipped right into his lap, face nuzzling into his neck.
“Darling? What’s wrong?” Immediately, his body relaxed as he pressed a soft kiss against your temple, and the tension left, replaced with a sort of softness that he only ever reserved for you.
You didn’t say anything, just brushed his hands off the keyboard.
With a sense of urgency and a seriousness he’d never seen from you before, Ryouta watched as you typed. “Hi, this is his girlfriend. I’m going to block you on his account now and, if I ever find out that you contacted him ever again, I’m going to take a pen and I’m going to slam it straight into your eye socket.”
Then, as if you needed to say anything else, you wrote a second message that said “Have a good day.”
After that, you didn’t block her like you said you would. Instead, you tucked yourself into Ryouta’s arms and wrapped yourself around him, clinging to him almost like a koala. You even buried your face into his collar bone, wanting to be as close to him as possible.
“You’re mine.” You stated stubbornly. "Like I'm yours, right?"
As Ryouta blocked the random woman who meant nothing to him, he couldn’t agree more.
ryuunosuke yamamoto ★ profile
Ever since the two of you got together, Ryuu was literally permanently attached to your hip. It felt like anywhere you went, he also went. Even in the restroom, when you didn't let him join you, he sat outside and sent you memes.
So, it was no wonder that you were inseparable even when he went to work.
He was wiping down the counters and you were sitting behind the register, happy expression on your face as you browsed through your phone.
The bell tinkled as the door to the creamery opened and someone rushed in "Ryuu!"
Ryuu let out a pained groan and immediately stepped away from the counter, wide eyes eyeing the measly little door that kept the general public from the employees.
"Ryuu, I've missed you so much! Where have you been?" The woman leaned forward, trying to get as close to Ryuu as possible without literally vaulting the counter.
Of course, Ryuu leaned away and tried to hide his grimace "Hey, uh, what can I get you?"
"I mean, I want to ask you for my number for the fifth time but I have a feeling you really won't give it to me." She whined a little, pathetic pout playing across her lips.
That's when you looked up, blank expression on your face.
"I'm not on the menu." Ryuu proudly spoke up, trying his best to keep his anger down lest he get reprimanded by the higher ups.
"Though you are the most delicious thing--" Before the woman could continue, Ryuu heard a thunk and the woman screamed loud.
He looked to you who had suddenly gotten beside him. Then he looked down to see that you'd cut the woman's finger off with one of the ice cream scrapers.
"He said he's not on the menu." You'd stated simply, sweet customer service smile clear on your face "Now scram before you lose your whole arm and not just your finger."
She looked to Ryuu with wide eyes as she clutched her profusely bleeding hand to her chest. Instead, Ryuu just laughed like you'd said the funniest joke in the world.
"Don't look at me. Whatever the missus wants, she gets, you know."
soren with an indian darling would be sm fun to see. I can hundred percent see them as someone who is opposite of him. Someone who doesnt like street food, cant play any instrument to save her life etc. Same with ryuu do ykwim?
a/n: YES I LOVE GETTING ALL THESE DIFFERENT BACKGROUND DARLINGS LETS GOOOO also im sooo sorry but i don't know what you mean *sobs* so i hope i understood correctly! i wrote about both of them having an indian partner and their indian partner is opposite in personality of them
i lowkey rote this a little half-asleep lmao so hopefully it makes sense. i ended up getting 'tism excited and just word barfed this post tbh
warning: gender neutral reader
soren kumar ★ profile
Soren with an Indian darling is literally all his parents have wished for LOL like yeah, he's a successful superstar but when will he get married? He's getting old! And, for some reason, though he's charming and sweet with all the girls his parents and the matchmaker bring to him, he manages to escape marriage every single time.
So, they're happy to find that he's brought home someone, regardless of gender. They just want him to be happy after all (and to bring them grandchildren in any way possible LOL). It's just a super bonus that the partner is Indian LMAO
He'd definitely be a little out of his element with a darling that's opposite of him but it doesn't matter as long as he's fallen in love.
Opposite of him would probably be a uptight traditional darling who doesn't really like getting in the middle of a bustling market or in the middle of the street to get food, someone who can't whole a tone to save their life, who follows rules to a T and takes a lot of stuff seriously all the time.
And that's all good! Soren would definitely flourish with a more strict darling. He needs someone that can kind of keep him in place and he'd love to drag his darling out of their comfort zone. Basically, the two of them would balance each other out perfectly.
Then, of course, Soren would still love to cook you good Indian comfort food. If he can't bring you with him to the food stalls, he'll bring the good Indian food to you. And it'll remind his darling of food from home, exactly the way they'd have eaten it when they were growing up.
The music thing might be a bit rough at first but he'll hold all the musical talent for the both of you. He also might have a little bit of fun trying to teach you.
The most fun of all for him would be dressing up a traditional darling. If you wear traditional Indian clothes like sarees and sherwanis, he'll find you the absolutely most gorgeous ones and have you wear them for him. He doesn't typically wear them but, if it means matching with you, he'd definitely do it.
And the really great part about an Indian darling is that Soren's born in America. He's never really been able to connect with his heritage. He definitely spent a lot of time in India with his extended family but he's always felt detached a little bit.
He'd really love it if his Indian darling could share their love of their heritage and their culture with him so that he could learn to love it a lot more.
ryuunosuke yamamoto ★ profile
An Indian darling wouldn't be as impactful for Ryuu as it would be for Soren. But, still, Ryuu would want to share in your culture. He'd always be asking his darling to share more and more with him and he'd honestly end up loving the culture just as much as he loves his darling.
An opposite darling with Ryuu would be someone who, like Soren's, would follow all the rules to a T but they'd also be the type to not really follow anyone. They'd be headstrong and be able to make decisions for themselves without really looking to others for ques. They'd also be the type of person to be very sociable but, unlike Ryuu, their form true bonds with people and really do care for the people they hang around with.
A leader-like darling would be best case scenario with Ryuu. Though he can be aggressive at times and very stubborn too, Ryuu has lived his entire life under someone else, following their orders. And he honestly would prefer it that way. So, to have a darling that could be that new person that'll give him orders? It makes Ryuu absolutely happy.
Ryuu wouldn't even mind that his darling is sociable and has a lot of close friends. Most yanderes would be but Ryuu has that much faith in his relationship with his darling.
And, if anything bad happens, he can make it good again with his bare hands
wait omg im so excited youre doing both like bouncing off the walls excited but pls dont overwork urself too 😭😭😭that said i am eagerly waiting 🤲
hehe yeah! no im also wondering if i'm doing too much LOL but i really wanna do it so don't worry! like i event went and drew that stuff and commissioned a lovely artist and i changed my banner and icon too like im HYPE
credit to yanyanlover for the character icons and then credit to me for the layout
a/n: funny i'm doing both kintober and teratober! i really do love making shit harder for myself lmaooo also, a couple of things i wanted to say was that yes, these are monsters canonically exist in the lovelock universe. i mean, i already included werewolves so i might as well include these guys.
secondly, idk if i'll do profiles for each one (probably will LOL) but i just really wanted to do teratober becos i've always wanted to write abt yandere monsters but never really felt brave enough to until now. so, hopefully you guys don't mind and that we can enjoy this teratober/kinktober together!
neway, to go along with the gacha theme, i'm keeping the monsters secret until the day they're published! but you'll at least get to see what prompt for that day is! i have so many ideas for so many of these fics and i hope you guys enjoy it!
credit to yanyanlover for the character icons and then credit to me for the layout
a/n: not my first kinktober but it'll definitely be the first one i'll finish LOL i'm going to fucking finish this one, no matter what! also, i hope you guys like the lil gacha theme! to go along with the gacha theme, i'm keeping the characters secret until the day they're published! but you'll at least get to see what kink that day is! i have so many ideas for so many of these fics and i hope you guys enjoy it!
This probably sounds strange but I love how demanding and abrasive Leonard can be. Makes me want to spoil him rotten 😭
Love your writing and all your characters!
a/n: honestly that's how he gets you!! and before you know it, you'll be wrapped around his fingers!!
warning: gender neutral reader, power bottom leonard gets put in his place but sweetly
leonard lowell ★ profile
"Fuck, shit." Leonard cursed, hips jutting up desperately. "Can't-- Need more--"
Instead of getting swept up in his pace, you just pressed closer, your fingers running over that bundle of nerves that made him keen so prettily "Feels good?"
Leonard nodded hastily before scowling at you "Need more."
He could be rather petulant, couldn't he? Still, it made your heart soft and it made you want to baby him just a little bit more.
So, instead of doing much else, you pressed your lips against his in a sweet kiss. Immediately, he tried deepening it, making his teeth clash against yours and his tongue press against yours.
You indulged him a little before pulling away just slightly enough to calm his kiss down.
Your other free hand ran through his silky locks, not exactly gripping it but definitely petting him in that exact way that would've made him purr if he was a cat.
It certainly made him all pliant in your arms.
You pulled away even more, far enough this time to press your forehead against his and smile at him "You gon'na be good for me now?"
Leonard's knee jerk reaction was to say no but you scissored your fingers, pressing deeper and deeper, and making him see stars.
So, he nodded "Gon'na be so good."
Your smile widened "Okay, I'll give you more then, baby."
Can I get a uhhhhhhh..... Ryouta and his darling having sex under influence? In his profile you mentioned that it's one of his kinks. Maybe a scenario where they share a joint, darling is a giggly and relaxed mess and Ryouta can't help feeling frisky.
a/n: I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD ASK FOR THIS hehehe of course you can! i was literally kicking my feet and giggling when i saw this ask come in!
warning: recreational marijuana use written by someone who does not recreationally use marijuana LOL, dub-con? kind of, gender neutral reader but there is mention of an entrance
ryouta watanabe ★ profile
Honestly, you didn't know how you got roped into this.
One moment, it felt like you were just curiously asking Ryouta why he smelled weird sometimes. The next moment, you were on Ryouta's couch, the two of you pressed a bit too closely against each other.
You watched curiously as he pulled out a weird device. He stuffed what you assumed was marijuana and then spun a little thing on the side before putting a piece of thin paper into it and rolling the thing on the side again.
Suddenly, out popped a joint.
"I'm shit at rolling by myself so I have that." He answered easily enough, something between a smile and a smirk playing across his lips.
You nodded eagerly, eyeing the joint he know held in his hands both curiously and cautiously. It was glaringly obvious that you'd never smoked before, even if you hadn't told him.
"Here, why don't you light it for me, darling?" Ryouta glanced at the rather fancy dragon themed golden lighter that was way closer to you than him.
You nodded again and grabbed it. Unlike most lighters, it was easy to press down and, when you did, the fancy dragon head at the top let out a little flame.
Ryouta held the joint between his lips and leaned over, holding the tip of it over the fire. You couldn't help but flush a little when you noticed how close it made him.
When the thing was sufficiently lit, he leaned back but not before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you impossibly closer.
At this point, you were half in his lap! And that thought just made you feel even more flustered.
"You want to try?" He offered as he pulled the joint away with two fingers and you watched as a trail of smoke followed after it.
You were a little mesmerised by the whole thing (and surprised by how handsome it made Ryouta) but you still felt a bit hesitant.
Ryouta seemed to immediately notice this because he just smiled at you easily "Bit intimidating?"
You felt a little like a bobble head with the way you kept nodding at him, the words you wanted to say not exactly forming right in your mind.
"This is pretty strong." He flicked the join a little before taking a quick hit "Why don't I show you a fun way to smoke it? Something that won't be as bad."
You fidgeted a little with the lighter in your hand, not exactly lighting it but just turning it over and over in your head. Hesitantly, you decided to acquiesce "How?"
"Just inhale."
You opened your mouth to ask for clarification just as he took what seemed like a longer hit. Before the words could leave your mouth, however, he leaned close, his lips ghosting over yours, and he blew the air straight into your mouth.
Your brain seemed to short-circuit but, almost automatically, you inhaled just like he said.
"Good darling."
It might've been his words or, maybe, it might've been from how you'd quickly sucked the smoke in but you coughed, head reeling and your mind feeling a little light.
In your coughing fit, you didn't notice how Ryouta's fingers started sneaking up your top or how he started rubbing circles into your skin.
All you could focus on was the rather dizzying feeling taking over you and the way Ryouta chuckled, all deep and smooth.
Oddly enough, you couldn't help but join him, your giggles chirpy and bubbly.
"Take it slowly." He advised you and, before you could say anything to that, he was taking another large toke.
This time, you were ready. You looked eager to please as your lips parted for him. You breathed in slow but deep. That lightheaded feeling returned two-fold but you couldn't find it in yourself to hate it.
Just looking at you, so pliant and obedient, made Ryouta hard in his jeans.
You leaned into him this time, your shoulders bumping against each other's and your cheek practically pressed against his "This feels good."
Then, you giggled at your words as if they were the funniest thing you'd ever heard in your life.
Ryouta nodded, an idea slowly forming in his head as his hand travelled from your hip forward to your bare stomach, his fingers ghosting over you in a way that both felt soothing and ticklish.
"I could make you feel even better, you know." He mentioned off-handedly.
His words made you perk up a little "Uhh-huh, how?"
"You want me to make you feel good, darling?" He asked before taking another long toke of the joint.
Your lips easily parted for him like the two of you had been shotgunning for years and the eager way you kept taking it from him only strengthened Ryouta's resolve.
He pulled you flush against him and you giggled as you shifted, your entire body now sideways in his lap. It surprised him how much he loved the feel of you like that, how you fit almost like a puzzle piece in his arms.
His head swam a little, though he didn't know if that was you or the weed. Sometimes, being with you felt like a high and it was the kind he thought he'd never get enough of.
Your soft fingers pressed against his cheek, pulling him out of his thoughts. You giggled again and, like a sixth sense, he knew what you wanted. Ryouta took another large inhale, breathing it out right into your parted lips.
Unlike before, though, he didn't immediately pull away. Instead, he put the joint down on an ashtray and pressed his lips firmly against yours in a rather messy kiss.
You returned it easily, your grip on him loose like you couldn't exactly control your body. In fact, your arm just laid across your shoulder, the other arm limply wrapping around his neck.
Ryouta's hand at your stomach dipped under the band of your bottoms and underneath your underwear, fingers easily finding your entrance.
Without hesitance, he started to work you open, fingers pressing slowly deeper and deeper into you. It made you gasp into the kiss and, almost immediately, he used it as an opportunity to slip his tongue in.
Before, your felt lightheaded. Now, though, this was an entirely different thing all together. Ryouta's every touch felt like it tingled and his kiss felt like it was making your mind swim. You couldn't focus on a single thought. All you could do was revel in his touch.
That was just amplified two fold as he fed finger after finger into you, two of them scissoring inside you, pressing against the parts of you that made you keen.
"That's it, darling. Good, good." He pulled away from the kiss far enough to mutter against your lips, watching as your eyes, pupils blown and gaze uncertain, seemed to roll into your head.
Ryouta rut his hips against your thigh, lips moving from yours to your neck, leaving searing biting kisses there.
Before long, your pliant soft body curved, stiffening as the most earth-shattering orgasm wracked over you.
You seemed to twitch from it's after-effects and all Ryouta could do was watch you, cock hard in his jeans and eager to see you do that again and again.
Without taking his fingers out of you, he used his free hand to pick up the joint again. I mean, a few more of those wouldn't hurt, right?
I got jump scared by emm being flirty as an amswer and am now slightly flustered, but of course she's my favourite, she and Casamir just shot up in my favourites after I read their story, emm just beat it out becouse buff biker women is slightly... my heart starts to Pan-ic ya kno?
a/n: honestly, emm is peak buff biker bitch and i absolutely love her... and im so glad you love her too!! neway, just wanted to write abt emm being best buff biker bitch lol
emm fiala ★ profile
You were excited. Emm had finally agreed to letting you go with her during her rounds around the factory. Usually, she insisted that it was much too dangerous, that there could be some sort of hooligan that could come and hurt you, but Casimir helped you wear her down.
In more ways than one.
Now you stood outside, waiting for her. You wore an outfit that kept you a tad warm; Emm told you that the breeze when you rode a motorcycle could get a bit too cold at times and you didn't want to give her any reasons to change her mind about you coming with.
Just as you started wondering where Emm was, she stepped out of the house and your heart stopped.
She wasn't wearing her usual leather jacket. In fact, it was hanging off of her arm, folded neatly and ready to be put on. Instead, what she was wearing a halter top with fishnet that showed off her cleavage. It was sleeveless so her buff arms were on full display.
You especially enjoyed the way she put her hands on her hips, making her biceps flex just a little bit.
And her leather pants? Practically painted on. They looked tight against her thick muscly thighs. The same thighs that could probably smash a watermelon way too easily if she wanted to.
Watermelons and... other things, anyway.
"Y'ready to go?" She smiled at you softly and your heart started back up, beating a hard staccato flutter.
"Uhm! Uhm! Yeah!" You stuttered out, hating the way your face grew flustered just from the sight of her.
Emm started walking towards you and, in your panic, you grew nervous and took a couple of steps back. Immediately, your ass backed right up into the motorcycle behind you.
Still, Emm continued advancing and you grew too flustered to even look at her.
You couldn't tell what her expression was since you were pointedly staring at the ground but you definitely noticed how close she got to you and how she was suddenly caging you against the motorcycle.
You tried not to look at the way her tight top hugged her torso, the way it pushed up her boobs--
You sputtered a little, unsure of what to do as she leaned down, her hot breath tickling your ear and your neck.
"What're you so nervous for, darl'?"
Then, the motorcycle roared to life behind you. You glanced up and quickly realised that she wasn't trying to do anything other than start the motorcycle.
You quickly stepped to the side, way more embarrassed than before now that you realised that you were just being silly.
Emm seemed to notice and laughed, all tinkling and soft, before grabbing your wrist and pulling you close.
She cupped your cheek and pressed a firm kiss against your temple, her other arm wrapping around your torso and pressing you flush against her "Oh, darl', you're too cute."
HELL SITE STRIKES AGAIN! I JUST FOUND OUT NONE OF THE STUFF I HAD QUEUED YESTERDAY PUBLISHED!
neway, have this giant influx of posts i GUESS ): sorry i didn't publish yesterday, guys. you'll still get the posts i have queued for today (i'll watch them closely to make sure they go thru) but you'll have yesterday's posts too
I got a semi hilarious/sad request idea, hear me out. How would Liam, Fujio, Ryouta, and Ryuu react to a darling that rejects them during their confession? Darling is sobbing while she tells them about being confessed to/asked out on dates as a cruel joke. She insists there's no way they'd be interested in a weirdo like her, this has to be another elaborate joke or a lie.
The yanderes which impulsively kidnapped darling are going what??? You're handcuffed to the bed and that's what you're worried about? Just how low is your self esteem girl
a/n: honestly this is a whole ass relatable mood LOL i fucking love this so much
hope i understood clearly but i wrote it so that darling rejects them, they kidnap darling, darling has a break down, chaos ensues LMAO i love love love this request so thank you for sending it in!
warning: female pronouns as requested, around 700 words each yandere, mentioned bullying, kidnapping, mentions of knocking reader out
It wasn't enough; stalking you wasn't enough, watching you from far away wasn't enough, all of it wasn't enough. His greed for you was hot, was growing, was finally bubbling over.
He needed you with him immediately, needed to know that you'd belong to him and only him, nobody else.
He would ask you out, would try to approach you as someone normal, someone who happened to want to ask you out on a lovely date.
The thought of a first date with you made him feel warm.
And, if that didn't work out, well, there would always be a plan B, a plan C, plan D. Whatever he needed to do to make you his.
liam arieh ★ profile
Liam laughed at your words, all soft and huffing, before his brain finally processed it all. You had said no to dinner. You had rejected him.
You didn't want to belong to him.
"Wait, what?" That signature cocky smile of his was quickly wiped off of his face, replaced with a look of both confusion and slight irritation.
Not the best approach when it came to you, apparently, because you quickly frowned and curled into yourself a bit "I-I'm sorry, I can't go out with you."
"I don't want to—"
"You don't want to?" His feelings for you seemed to broil in his chest, creating an uncomfortable pressure that he didn't exactly want to acknowledge, much less accept.
Instead of clarifying, you just apologised again and scurried off, probably scared in the face of Liam's anger. Made sense but it didn't make him any less angrier.
He stood there by himself, fists clenching and unclenching beside him.
If you didn't want to, so be it.
When you awoke, you tried to remember exactly what had happened right before you fell asleep.
You were at home and then what?
The gap in your memories worried you enough that, for a while, you just sat there, eyebrows furrowed. Then, you realised, you had your arms tied behind you with a silken something and you were in a room that you didn't recognise.
It was a gorgeous room, well decorated with reds and golds that made it look opulent without being too gaudy. But it was also a room you'd never been in before.
Your heart started thumping wildly in your chest.
You wanted to leave but, unfortunately, your legs were also tied. Specifically, they were tied in a way that made it impossible for you to stretch your them out, much less stand.
Before you could truly panic, a door opened. Your head snapped to that direction and you were relieved to see Liam.
"W-What's going on?" You asked, voice a little small and pathetic. You were relieved to see him but that didn't change the fact that you were a bit too scared and confused.
Liam just gave you an easy smile that would've normally calmed you but, instead, made you even more nervous "Oh, angel, I've taken you here because you've made a grave mistake."
You were only further confused.
So, as Liam approached you, he continued to explain "See, when I asked you to go on a lovely date with me, when I asked you to be mine, you'd replied that you didn't want to."
"Angel, you're not allowed to 'not want to'." He then cupped your cheek when he got close enough, that smile on his face turning more and more into something you couldn't recognise "I wanted to take the easy route, make you mine slowly, over time. But, unfortunately—"
"Wait, wh-when you asked me out... you meant it?" Your eyes watered as you looked up at this man you'd held feelings for "It wasn't—It wasn't a joke?"
Liam's face suddenly fell. That was certainly not the response he'd expected. He wasn't stupid, of course. He knew that kidnapping you wasn't exactly ethical. He'd expected you to fight back or something. Instead, it was this.
"What do you mean a joke?"
You cried more and more until the tears fell, caressing your cheeks "Wh-When—Before—Pe-People used to ask me out as a j-joke. They used to—And I didn't think— I mean, me? Why me? Wh-When you're—You're you!"
Normally, Liam would've preened when met with your praise. However, instead, he felt rather rankled in the face of both your self-effacing comments and the little glimpse of your past.
He moved to cup both your cheeks in his hands, his thumbs wiping away your tears "I don't want to fucking hear that from you, hmmm?"
You stiffened a little, expression showing exactly how bewildered you felt. Instead, Liam continued "I love you, my sweet angel. You are the light at the end of this fucked tunnel and I love you enough to forcibly make you mine."
"So, I don't want to hear you saying anything self-deprecating anymore, okay?" He asked in a rather faux nice tone but, before you could even answer, he nodded your head for you.
"Good girl." That easy smile returned to his face but the way he looked at you, eyes dark as his gaze ran up and down your body, was anything but easy "Now, I should free you from your little predicament but why don't I punish you a little first?"
fujio watanabe ★ profile
Fujio didn't even seem put off at all by your words. In fact, he looked like he expected it. Instead of anger, you were met with an unnerving nonchalance. “A’ight.”
And, really truly, he had expected it. He had known since he’d met you that you’d be different than any other woman that he’d met before, and he knew that meant there might be problems with making you his.
First obvious problem: he didn’t exactly know how to make anyone, much less someone like you, his.
He’d always enjoyed the impermanence of one night stands and fuck buddies. He’d never wanted anyone desperately, insistently, like he’d wanted you and it threw him for a rather enjoyable loop.
So, he expected a bit of a road bump and planned accordingly.
“I-I’m really sorry.” You apologised again and, haltingly, you moved towards the door “I-I should probably go…”
Fujio let you go, of course. But only because he knew that you wouldn’t be able to go.
When you tried for the doorknob, you were stopped by one of those chain locks. Your eyebrows furrowed but you reached for the chain lock to undo it. Except, it wouldn’t be undone. Like it was locked in. And there was a second like it a bit further up the door.
“F-Fujio?” You glanced back at him, and he just continued smirking at you.
He took one step towards you “Sorry, forgot to tell ya’. I don’t take no for an answer.”
You pressed your back against the door, eyes darting here and there around Fujio’s rather small apartment in an attempt to find an escape route “I-I don’t understand.”
That was expected too. You wouldn’t understand his obsession over you. No one would, not even himself. He didn’t get why it was you, why it had to be this way. But he gave up on fighting against the feeling a long time ago.
He knew he wanted you, in any and every way he could have you. Not just as a fuck buddy, not just as a girlfriend; he wanted you wholly to belong to him.
So, he just continued approaching you, smirk turning less nonchalant and more predatory “That’s okay. You don’t got’ta understand, baby.”
“You’re taking this joke way too far!” You finally snapped, your anxiety hitting the roof.
That was when Fujio stopped in his tracks, his body only a step away from you. That predatory grin widened into something else, something crazed and unhinged. “Huh?”
Then, his fist slammed onto the door right next to your head, making you flinch “Is that what this is to you? A joke?”
You immediately shook your head, your entire body trembling with nerves “N-No! I-I—I thought that you were j-joking! W-Weren’t you?”
Oh. His broad grin fell into a frown. “Jokin’ ‘bout what?”
“A-About asking me out.” Your gaze suddenly fell to the floor, your face flushed like you were too embarrassed to look Fujio in the eye “P-People do that a lot. Ask me out a-as a joke.”
“I-I mean, makes sense, right? I-I’m me and y-you’re like so out of my league that it’s funny.” You added, tucking your hair behind your ear as you continued to fidget in place.
The fiery anger he had about being treated as a joke was replaced with an even hotter anger for the people that had treated you as a joke.
“Fuck’s sake. Who the fuck cares about their opinion?” Fujio spat the words out like they were bitter, the anger in him still boiling. “My opinion is the only thing that should matter to that pretty little head of yours.”
“And my opinion is that you’re mine. And nobody, not even you, can insult what belongs to me.”
You grew even more flustered by his words. Still, you nodded, happy to figure out that he was so serious about you and that your feelings for him were returned so fiercely.
Fujio chuckled a bit, pressing his body a bit more against yours “Damn, baby, what the fuck? Why are you agreeing to that?”
“Not that I’m complaining.” Fujio quickly added, that grin returning to his lips “I wouldn’t give you a choice anyhow.”
ryouta watanabe ★ profile
On any normal day, Ryouta’s face was always somewhat emotionless. He’d furrow his brow a little, maybe a corner of his lip would twitch up or down, but, really, they were such small changes that they were almost negligible.
Today, that impassiveness felt more frigid than flat.
“I see.” He nodded easily, voice mostly monotone with a hint of something you couldn’t quite put your finger on “Understandable.”
You just frowned at him, both anxious about his reaction and heartbroken that he’d replied so casually “I-I’m really sorry—”
“No, I should be the one to apologise.”
Before you could really ask him to clarify, Ryouta was suddenly pressing something against your face that smelled slightly sweet but artificially so. You jerkily tried to move your head away but, before you could do much else, you were overcome with sleep.
When you woke up, you tried to recall exactly what had happened. You came over to Ryouta’s apartment to hang out, he confessed his feelings to you and then—
You bolted upright, concerned expression on your face as you looked around. You were in Ryouta’s room, laying on his bed. You tried to get up from his bed but, immediately, you were pulled back by your wrist.
You looked down. A thick fur-lined cuff was wrapped around your wrist and attached to the headboard of the bed.
You quickly looked up at the only light source in the room just as Ryouta turned his gamer chair to face you. His computer set up was right in front of his bed but you knew for a fact that it hadn’t been there before.
Instead of the emotionless expression you expected, there was a bit of guiltiness on Ryouta’s face “You’re awake… I’m sorry it had to come to this but you have to understand.”
You only continued to stare at him, confused and bewildered, so he continued “My love for you— It’s much stronger than normal love. I-I know you rejected me yesterday but, I’m sorry to say, I can’t take no for an answer.”
Suddenly, your eyes watered. Ryouta expected this. It would’ve been hard for anyone to accept being cuffed to a bed and kidnapped by someone they’d considered a friend.
“S-So your confession wasn’t a joke?”
Ryouta’s previous calm immediately turned to one of alarm. He had expected the tears, yes, but he hadn’t at all expected your question.
“Of course not.” He immediately answered, noticeable frown clear on his face “Please don’t treat my feelings like a joke.”
Your crying worsened and Ryouta quickly hurried over to you. He stood by the bed, unsure whether or not he had the right to comfort you or if you’d feel uncomfortable being touched by your kidnapper.
“I-I—Before! Before! When people asked me out! Th-They—It was always a joke so I thought—” You practically hiccupped out, your cuff too short to let your one hand wipe away your tears so you used your free hand desperately.
Ryouta scowled and it was something so dark and angry, something so obviously fury personified, that it made you pause. It was definitely the most expressive that he’d ever been in your presence.
He seemed to quickly realise that because he half-turned his body away from you, his hand coming up to cover his face “Sorry, I—”
He sounded like he didn’t exactly know what to say, like he was floundering for a way to respond to the absolutely heartbreaking fact that you’d just given him. Another first, for sure.
Then, he fully turned to you and knelt in front of you, his hands settling on the tops of your thighs, his touch firm but gentle “I love you, darling. I love you to the point of burning.”
“Please take me seriously when I say that there’s nobody I’ve ever loved close to as much as I love you. And, if you don’t think highly of yourself, think highly of me. I chose you to love.” Ryouta then reached up with one hand and wiped away your tears.
His touch was soft, almost fleeting, and it made you want to lean into him and collapse into his arms. Still, you responded with a pathetic little sniffle and an eager nod.
Ryouta made a mental note to talk to you about your unconditional acceptance of him. Though he was glad, there was no way your odd reaction to being kidnapped was normal.
ryuunosuke yamamoto ★ profile
The bright broad grin on Ryuu’s face didn’t falter at all when you rejected his confession. In fact, it seemed to only widen “Huh?”
You curled into yourself a little, self-conscious in the face Ryuu’s odd reaction “I-I’m sorry—”
Ryuu didn’t understand. The thought seemed to bounce around in his head, unable to really truly settle down where he could process it.
The entire time he’d known you, the entire time he’d loved you, he had thought that you returned his feelings. If not, why did you lean into him so much? Why did you laugh at all his jokes? Why did you treat him so kindly, so warmly and sweetly.
This wasn’t you! You were in love with him too and he knew it! It was why he confessed. He knew you’d return his feelings and then you could be his, just like how he was yours.
“I think—I think you should think about it some more!” Ryuu spoke with a hint of desperation, that grin still broad but definitely turning a tinge forced.
“Actually, I-I think I should go—” You made a small halting wave before turning to leave.
Ryuu’s heart suddenly started galloping a hundred miles an hour, panic settling into his chest. He couldn’t let you leave! He needed to clear up this misunderstanding! He needed to understand why you were lying to him.
Before you knew it, Ryuu's arm was suddenly wrapped around the front of your neck, pressing you close to him. At first, you were just confused. And then, when you started getting lightheaded rather quickly, you started panicking.
“It’s okay! This is all just a miscommunication!” He muttered into your ear, his breath warm against your cheek “We’ll sort this out, you’ll see! The secret to any good relationship is proper communication—”
You couldn’t even respond to him before you promptly fainted.
When you woke up, you recognized the room you were in. It was Ryuu’s living room. You were sitting up on his couch. He had choked you out and you had passed out. You tried to reach up to touch your neck but you couldn’t actually move your arms.
You were tied up. Just your hands. Your feet were free but one of your ankles was cuffed. You couldn’t see exactly where the chain led but you knew it wasn’t very long.
“R-Ryuu?”
You heard thumping and he emerged from the kitchen, spatula in hand and frilly pink apron on over his clothes from earlier. “You’re awake!”
He disappeared into the kitchen again and you heard a bit of scuffling before he came back out, apron gone and spatula put down somewhere.
There was a bright smile on his face as he approached you and sat in front of you on the couch “How are you feeling?”
“U-Uhm, good?” You answered hesitantly before looking around “What exactly is g-going on?”
“You—There was a bit of miscommunication between us so I brought you back to my place for dinner while we talk it out.” Ryuu answered happily “I just don’t understand why you’d reject my confession when I know you love me too.”
You flushed at his blunt words but you couldn’t find it in you to lie and deny them “O-Oh, because—I really want to be with you Ryuu.”
Ryuu’s grin only broadened and you could make out a soft pink flush under the plethora of band aids on his cheeks.
“But—” You continued and his grin faltered “I-I don’t want to accept your joke confession.”
His grin fell into a bewildered expression, his eyebrows furrowing as if you’d said the weirdest thing he’d ever heard “What do you mean joke confession?”
You opened your mouth to answer but he gripped your upper arms and suddenly got way too close to you “My confession isn’t a joke. Don’t say something like that.”
Your eyes watered “B-But I don’t understand. Why would you ask me out?”
“Because I love you.” He shrugged like it was the simplest thing in the world.
You fell forward, your face burrowed into the crook of his neck “N-No—I—I don’t deserve to be loved. Someone like y-you asking me out—When you’re so out of my league—It’s laughable!”
You couldn’t see it but Ryuu scowled, the expression looking so out of place on his face. Still, despite the anger he felt at your very incorrect words, he wrapped his arms around you and pressed a kiss to the crown of your head.
“That’s not true at all, baby. I love you with all my heart and I won’t ever let you go. I promise.”
