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Yandere No Sutoka 2.

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Yandere! Ayato Aishi x Male! Reader.

Warnings: Smut, sexual themes, non-con, knife play, oral sex; male receiving, jerking off, ass-eating, rimming, rim jobs, cumming untouched (male).

Summary: Ayato greedily takes advantage of your promise of doing anything he wants.

W/C: 1.7k+

"We... are going to have so much fun..."

You feel the tip of the knife gently trail from the start of your thigh downwards, cutting through the material of the pants while careful to not pierce the skin, the hand on your jaw pulling your head to face the opposite direction. You squeeze your eyes shut in a vain attempt to keep tears from leaking while feeling something soft yet wet press against your cheek, followed by a moan. He licked you. Ayato licked your blood. And he moaned at it.

He moves to lower his body closer, legs between your own to let you feel his stiffening member against your crotch. A sob escapes you as he parts his legs to force yours to follow, having your pants stretching uncomfortably over your clothed cock while he pulls away from you to face you. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.” He assures despite the sadistic smile on his face before ducking closer to your ear.

“Not if you do as I say.” He sternly whispers, making you take in shaky breaths. “I promise I’ll even make you feel good.” He changes his tone to a more seductive one, tracing a small lick at the outer side of your ear, making you visibly shiver. “You’ve never done this before, have you?” He asks and you’re quick to shake your head no, hoping that it discourages him to continue.

“Good.” He slowly unbuttons your shirt, a finger trailing over your shivering stomach as he forcefully pulls your pants over your hips after he’s done with your shirt, exposing your underwear while he licks and kisses at the side of your neck. Your hands instinctively go to his shoulders to push him away, but they freeze in place at the reminder of the cold knife tracing down your thigh as he makes work of pushing your pants the rest of the way down, his left forearm placed next to your head to keep his body above yours.

Instead, you settle for fisting his shirt with shaky hands as the pants reach your ankles. “You mind pushing them off for me?” He suggests in an alluring tone in between his kisses against your neck, the knife that carefully slips under the side of your underwear with the sharp tip that gently presses at your skin without yet piercing it reminding you of your situation. You quickly nod your head shakily, slowly moving your feet to gently kick off your shoes followed by his pants, careful to not spite him in any way.

Not long after, he finds the soft spot at your neck, having your mouth opening to let out a muted moan with a pleasure-filled look on your face due to the new feeling. You quickly pull yourself together and close your mouth, brows knitting together in attempt to stay quiet, reminding yourself of the background of your current situation. Ayato chuckles darkly against your neck and takes in a deep breath of your scent, giving you the impression that he knows he found your spot.

You soon find out that it’s due to your hands gripping at his shoulders since kissing the hidden spot on your neck. He kisses down your neck, some being open wet-mouthed until he reaches your chest, pushing your shirt open the rest of the way to expose your torso completely. He continues to leave kisses with occasional bites, moaning at the feeling of the soft skin on your chest on his lips. If it weren’t for the fact that he’s trying to wait, he would’ve already wet his pants from being so close to you.

His lips move to your stomach, moving lower with the same wet trail of kisses, sucking softly at the skin of your lower stomach, feeling it raising with every breath. You raise your head to see him slowly going lower, noticing the knife still securely held in his hand and being forced to put up with the reality of having no way out of the situation; laying on the floor of the dark hall with puddles of blood, walls covered in red and a body laying ten feet away from you with who knows how many more nearby.

You feel him stop with his head between your legs, the curiosity making you look up at him with teary eyes, cheeks starting to prickle in a burning sensation. “May I?” He asks, giving you the false sense of having a choice. You glare at him and his flushed cheeks, laying your head back down only to feel the knife poke at you. Your breath hitches in your throat, knife tracing patterns on the unharmed skin of your thigh, making you question for how long you can keep it intact.

You shakily nod your head at the reminder of the threat, your action filling him with satisfaction. He slips a finger in the waist of your underwear and agonizingly slowly pulls it down and over your length, surprised at the sight. You’re hard. But it’s not your fault, what did he expect? You’d never done anything remotely lewd before, and it’s certainly not your fault that your body’s not in tune with your head, it’s just a natural physical response given your situation.

Your eyes squeeze shut with a small whimper from your lips, the same ones that you waste no time in biting to keep your noises to yourself at the embarrassing situation. Ayato peeks his head up high enough to see your face, and unfortunately, he’s not close enough to your semi-hard length. His hands grab onto your waist with a small squeeze, smirking sadistically before yanking you up to the proper height in which he can sit back on his calves and have your erecting member right at his face…

With a perfect view of the priceless shocked yet scared expression on your face after having let out a yelp at the sudden action. He leans back to support some of your weight onto him rather than placing it all on your upper back, his right arm wrapped over your lower stomach. His free hand sneaks over the front of your thigh and wraps itself around the base of your pulsing member, slowly slipping out his tongue while eyeing you closely, missing the stream of precum that leaks your tip.

You let out a small noise of surprise when he presses his tongue flat on your balls, your eyes shooting open. The more his tongue slowly ascends the length of your cock, the more your mouth drops open and eyes widen at the odd feeling. Your body quickly welcomes the sensation and proceeds to leak more precum from the twitching cock while you still resist, shutting your eyes closed again with your brows knitting together as he reaches the slit of the tip.

His tongue flicks the edge of the tip softly with a light breathy chuckle at the sight of your trembling form, then going to suck at it with his tongue lightly pushing the foreskin out of the way. A small whine instantly leaves your lips followed by tears squeezing past your lids, immediately letting him know of your sensitivity, then again; you had never been played with. He leaves a small kiss and pulls your cock to aim the tip at him, licking over the small opening and moaning at your taste.

It takes everything you have to keep yourself quiet, continuing to deny the pleasure he’s giving you, it would be so much easier to drown it out if it was causing you pain. The wet tongue spreads the liquid around the head and your eyes instinctively widen, a small gasp leaving you. “Ah.” You shakily moan after your face morphs into one of discomfort at the overwhelming pleasure, your thighs twitching from either side of his head.

He leans further back on his calves to rest you on his chest and takes your tip in his mouth, wrapping his lips around it while licking you in his mouth with a moan, swallowing repeatedly to taste you. Decided in making you reach the highest point of your pleasure, he keeps sucking on you with his hand starting to jerk you off in a steady twisting motion, quickly starting to overstimulate you by overwhelming you.

A shout leaves your mouth and pulls his sight to you, seeing your mouth agape and eyes watering from the pleasure, getting him to release you from his mouth to let out a breathy chuckle against you, his hot breath hitting the soaked tip. You start moaning uncontrollably while taking in shaky breaths, feeling yourself letting out another stream of your liquids that lands on your swollen balls, feeling it trail down and between your ass cheeks, reaching the puckered hole.

Before you can react to how uncomfortable it feels, Ayato’s tongue moves to lick between your checks and over the clenched hole. While he licks the trail that managed to escape him, he notices how you suddenly fall silent, having him peeking over your bottom half and taking in the horrid look on your face, eyes wide and mouth agape in shock. He smirks and smiles to himself at the sight and licks another thick stripe over your clenched hole, your body shaking while he continues licking.

Your hands make their way to his knees and grasp harshly at his pants as best as you can, silently pleading him to stop. He lets out a dark chuckle but relents, landing a last lick on your drooled hole and returning to your fully hardened erection, licking and sucking the tip more vigorously than before while incessantly jerking off the rest of your length in a fast pace in the same twisting motion, determined to give you your first orgasm.

You scream loudly with your legs threatening to squeeze around his neck, loud noises of his lips smacking against you nearly being drowned completely by your own, your eyes tearing before you finally feel your balls release in his mouth with a desperate moan. You feel yourself shooting load after load in him with his tongue licking you clean until you finished with an audible sigh.

A loud deep groan echos in the halls with you lazily looking up to see Ayato having pulled away with red cheeks, tears prickling the corners of his eyes and a pleased smile on his face. Your cheeks burn in embarrassment at the lack of your cum around his mouth, indicating you that he swallowed all of it; all of you. He lowers your body with shaky arms and sets you carefully back on the floor, letting you see that he’s soaked his pants.

“We’re not done here yet.”

Yandere No Sutoka 2.

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Male Reader Version

Yandere! Ayato Aishi x Fem! Reader.

Warnings: Smut, sexual themes, non-con, knife play, oral sex; fem receiving, ass-eating, rimming, rim jobs, squirting, cumming untouched (male).

Summary: Ayato greedily takes advantage of your promise of doing anything he wants.

W/C: 1.6k+

"We... are going to have so much fun..."

You feel the tip of the knife gently trail from the start of your thigh downwards, careful to not pierce the skin while the hand on your jaw pulls your head to face the opposite direction. You squeeze your eyes shut in a vain attempt to keep tears from leaking while feeling something soft yet wet press against your cheek, followed by a moan. He licked you. Ayato licked your blood. And he moaned at it.

He moves to lower his body closer, legs between your own to let you feel his stiffening member against your crotch. A sob escapes you as he parts his legs to force yours to follow, having your skirt hiking up while he pulls away from you to face you. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.” He assures despite the sadistic smile on his face before ducking closer to your ear.

“Not if you do as I say.” He sternly whispers, making you take in shaky breaths. “I promise I’ll even make you feel good.” He changes his tone to a more seductive one, tracing a small lick at the outer side of your ear, making you visibly shiver. “You’ve never done this before, have you?” He asks and you’re quick to shake your head no, hoping that it discourages him to continue.

“Good.” He pulls off your tie, pushing up your skirt higher until it’s left barely covering your underwear while he licks and kisses at the side of your neck. Your hands instinctively go to his shoulders to push him away, but they freeze in place at the reminder of the cold knife tracing back up your thigh, his left forearm placed next to your head to keep his body above yours.

Instead, you settle for fisting his shirt with shaky hands while the knife carefully slips under the side of your panties, the sharp tip gently pressing at your skin without piercing it. Not long after, he finds the soft spot at your neck, having your mouth opening to let out a muted moan with a pleasure-filled look on your face due to the new feeling.

You quickly pull yourself together and close your mouth, brows knitting together in attempt to stay quiet, reminding yourself of the background of your current situation. Ayato chuckles darkly against your neck and takes in a deep breath of your scent, giving you the impression that he knows he found your spot. You soon find out that it’s due to your hands gripping at his shoulders since kissing the hidden spot on your neck.

He kisses down your neck, some being open wet-mouthed until he reaches your chest, tugging down at the bottom of your shirt to expose the valley of your breasts. He continues to leave kisses with occasional bites, moaning at the feeling of the soft skin on his lips. If it weren’t for the fact that he’s trying to wait, he would’ve already wet his pants at having his face stuffed in your breasts.

His lips detach from your skin and move to your clothed stomach, moving lower with the same wet trail of kisses, untucking your shirt from the skirt and sucking softly at the skin. You raise your head to see him slowly going lower, noticing the knife still securely held in his hand and being forced to put up with the reality of having no way out of the situation; laying on the floor of the dark hall with puddles of blood, walls covered in red and a body laying ten feet away from you with who knows how many more nearby.

You feel him stop with his head between your legs, the curiosity making you look up at him with teary eyes, cheeks starting to prickle in a burning sensation. “May I?” He asks, giving you the false sense of having a choice. You glare at him and his flushed cheeks, laying your head back down only to feel the knife poke at you. Your breath hitches in your throat, knife tracing patterns on the unharmed skin of your thigh, making you question for how long you can keep it intact.

You shakily nod your head at the reminder of the threat, your action filling him with satisfaction. He slips a finger in the bottom of your panties and pulls them aside, surprised at the sight. You’re wet. But it’s not your fault, what did he expect? You’d never done anything remotely lewd before, and it’s certainly not your fault that your body’s not in tune with your head, it’s just a natural physical response given your situation.

Your eyes squeeze shut with a small whimper from your lips, the same ones that you waste no time in biting to keep your noises to yourself at the embarrassing situation. Ayato peeks his head up high enough to see your face, and unfortunately, he’s not close enough to your sopping sex. His hands grab onto your waist with a small squeeze, smirking sadistically before yanking you up to the proper height in which he can sit back on his calves and have your crotch right at his face…

With a perfect view of the priceless shocked yet scared expression on your face after having let out a yelp at the sudden action. He leans back to support some of your weight onto him rather than placing it all on your upper back, his right arm wrapped over your lower stomach. His free hand sneaks between the front of your thighs and pulls your underwear aside like previously, slowly slipping out his tongue while eyeing you closely, missing the new wave of wetness leaving your entrance.

You let out a small noise of surprise when he presses his tongue on top of your hole, your eyes shooting open. The more his tongue slowly ascends to your clit, the more your mouth drops open and eyes widen at the odd feeling. Your body quickly welcomes the sensation and proceeds to leak more slick while you still resist, shutting your eyes closed again with your brows knitting together as he reaches your clit.

His tongue flicks it softly with a light breathy chuckle at the sight of your trembling form, then going to suck at it. A small whine instantly leaves your lips followed by tears squeezing past your lids, immediately letting him know of your sensitivity, then again; you had never been played with. He leaves a small kiss on the bud and moves back to the virgin hole, licking over it in a slow, agonizing manner.

It takes everything you have to keep yourself quiet, continuing to deny the pleasure he’s giving you, it would be so much easier to drown it out if it was causing you pain. The wet tongue slips inside of you and your eyes instinctively widen, a small gasp leaving you. “Ah.” You shakily moan after your face morphs into one of discomfort at the overwhelming pleasure, your thighs twitching from either side of his head.

He leans further back on his calves to rest you on his chest and continues to swallow your fluids, dipping his tongue inside you and bringing it back in his mouth repeatedly to taste you. Decided in making you reach the highest point of your pleasure, he keeps delving into your soft insides with a hand reaching to your clit and mercilessly rubbing harsh circles, quickly starting to overstimulate you.

A shout leaves your mouth and pulls his sight to you, seeing your mouth agape and eyes watering from the pleasure, getting him to let out a breathy chuckle against your core, his hot breath hitting your soaked cunt. You start moaning uncontrollably while taking in shaky breaths, feeling yourself leaking down to between your ass cheeks and reaching the puckered hole, and before you can react to how uncomfortable it feels, Ayato’s tongue moves to lick between your cheeks and over the clenched hole.

While he licks the trail that managed to escape him, he notices how you suddenly fall silent, having him peeking over your bottom half and taking in the horrid look on your face, eyes wide and mouth agape in shock. He smirks and smiles to himself at the sight and licks another thick stripe over your clenched hole, your body shaking while he continues licking. Your hands make their way to his knees and grasp harshly at his pants as best as you can, silently pleading him to stop.

He lets out a dark chuckle but relents, landing a last lick on your drooled hole and returning to your cunt, licking and sucking more vigorously than before while incessantly rubbing at your clit, determined to give you your first orgasm. You scream loudly with your legs threatening to squeeze around his neck, loud noises of his lips smacking against you nearly being drowned completely by your own, your eyes tearing before you finally feel yourself release on him with a desperate moan.

A loud deep groan echos in the halls with you lazily looking up to see Ayato with glistening red cheeks, tears prickling the corners of his eyes and a pleased smile on his drenched face. Your cheeks burn in embarrassment at how you might’ve peed on him but notice the lack of the smell on urine in the air, instead a different odd scent filling your nose, one that could only be described as sex. He lowers your body with shaky arms and sets you carefully back on the floor, letting you see that he’s soaked his pants.

“We’re not done here yet.”

Umeji Kizuguchi A-Z NSFW List.

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Umeji Kizuguchi x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Sexual themes, smut, light bondage and dacryphilia, light talk about bullying.

Summary: Request:

umeji nsfw a-z list?? of course you don't have to do it if you don't feel like it, and but if you do, please take your time!! thank you in advance!! <3

W/C: 1.5k+

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex):

At first, he’s pretty awkward and doesn’t really know what to do, it takes him a few minutes the first time before he realizes he should clean you and afterwards asks awkwardly if you need anything else, and as you have sex more often, he grows more comfortable with attending to you and eventually starts resting a hand on your lower back as he inches closer.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

Umeji prefers his arms, he likes to hold you close, to feel your body press against his, he loves feeling the squish of your body on him.

He likes every part of you and has a hard time keeping his hands still, they’re always running all over you; grasping and gripping at what ever he can squeeze; your legs, ass, waist and even arms.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person):

He loves how dirty and used you look whether it be with your skin coated in his thick cum or his release leaking from your used hole.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

He jerks off when he eats you out/sucks you off and even once came untouched by just giving you head. Umeji feels like you might look down on him if you find out, already feeling embarrassed by how easily he cums just by having his head between your legs.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?):

Before you, he had no hands-on experience, I’m sure he’s a virgin until he’s with you and before that, he’s only seen porn a few times casually. He’s a bit sloppy with learning at first and takes a while to remember what to do but everything falls in place once he gets more comfortable with following what his body says.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual):

Umeji LOVES taking you from behind, he loves using his weight to press you down and see you struggle to angle your hips to take him in better, whether you're under him or top doesn’t matter.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc):

He’s not necessarily goofy but will tease you in an amused manner, egging you on and asking if you’re having a hard time when you’re clearly struggling.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.):

Umeji’s natural hair color is pink, given that he died his hair blonde; he’s a bit… mismatched, but he doesn’t really pay attention to it and only cares about keeping himself clean. But once he’s with you, he immediately shaves because it’s just weird, but if the conversation ever arises and you express that you don’t find it that important, rather than keeping himself fully shaved, he’ll instead trim regularly and let you see the tufts of pink adorning his member.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…):

With just the simple fact that’s he’s been a virgin up until you shows that he needs a high level of intimacy to show a private part of him, and despite being a tease from time to time, he also knows when to be soft and take care of you, showing you a caring and gentle side that was more prominent back when he still wasn’t a delinquent.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon):

As stated before, Umeji jacks off quite often given that he does it almost every time that he gives you head, other wise, he’s just left feeling desperate and helpless with an aching feeling in his lower region.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks):

Light bondage such as simply holding your wrists away from him and some light dacryphilia from your intercourses, there’s just something about the sight of your watery eyes while you take him that gets him going, and, not that he’d ever tell you, but he really want you to be the one to take care of him at some point, to take the lead, sit on his face, overstimulate him, just use him to your heart’s content.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do):

He’s down for any place, the bedroom, at school, restrooms or even empty classrooms, he sometimes finds himself thinking about what the look on any authority’s face would be if they caught him pounding his pretty partner.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going):

Show him, place your hand high on his thigh or right on his crotch, give him a glimpse of your privates at school or spread your legs obscenely wide in front of him when no one’s looking, he needs you to be upfront of what you want and he’ll give you what you want.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):

Don’t degrade or hurt him, Umeji’s been through more than enough with his past bullying and won’t do the same to you either unless it’s small spankings but other than that, it would be a complete mood killer if you ask him to call you names or hit you such as a slap.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc):

He loves when you wrap your lips around his erection but he loves even more when he’s the one on his knees for you and taking care of himself in the process as he gives you all the attention he can.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.):

He can go both rough or slow and loving paces but most of the time settles for a pace that’ll have you letting out the loudest noises and begging him for more, though if he goes slow enough, he can also have you begging for more.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.):

He loves quickies, a quickie right before class is his favorite, being late for some other reason than just to defy his teacher and then feeling smug that just minutes ago he was pounding into you.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.):

Also loves them, he loves taking you in the bathrooms while class is going and trying to get you to let out a noise loud enough for a teacher or student to hear, you’ve actually almost been caught more times than either of you can count on your hands.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…):

Umeji can go for a pretty average amount of rounds, two or three if he’s really pushing it but can last for long enough to give you the satisfaction that you need and then proceeds to tease you for being tired as if he isn’t close to falling over as well.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?):

He finds toys offensive (in an amusing manner) in a sense that “Why the hell would you need that? The hell am I here for then?” because you don’t need any of that stuff when you clearly have him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

He lives to tease you verbally and wishes he would to the same physically but as much as he hates to admit, he’s actually quite the sucker (literally), and has a hard time denying you of what you want and will easily give in, covering his obvious weakness with a smug look on his face.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make):

At first, he’s quite shy with his volume and keeps quite but later on upon finding out how much you like hearing him, he’ll audibly grunt with nearly every thrust and will even straight up moan or groan in your ear at the most inappropriate moments just to distract you.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice):

I bet all my nonexistent money that he’d be down to get a tongue piercing and even one on the tip of his dick and try them out on you as soon as possible because you know, it take some time to heal.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words):

He’s probably average length or barely even above it but he’s well gifted in girth and knows it. He has a pretty pink tip that matches the blush that you get to see in more intimate moment followed by the length that matches the rest of his skin tone with pretty plump balls and said pink tufts that rest along the base which also match his blush.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?):

Once he has sex with you, his sex drive is higher that usual, he just wants to get on his knees for you every day and have you cumming uncontrollably from his incessant hammering afterwards.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

Not that fast but not that slow, he more so gets lazy afterwards and doesn’t want to do anything as soon as he’s don’t cleaning you and getting you what ever you need.

Umeji Falling In Love Headcanons.

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Umeji Kizuguchi x GN! Reader.

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Summary: Request:

Umeji falling in love hcs?

W/C: 400+

It would be quite difficult for Umeji to fall in love.

The easiest way would undoubtedly be if he saw you standing up to the bullies, whether it be for yourself or someone else.

He wouldn’t immediately fall in love but you would for sure gain a certain level of respect from him.

Once you’ve caught his eye, he always notices you.

His eyes always subconsciously fall to you whenever you walk by the incinerator area, acknowledging you in an “it’s you” way.

He slowly starts finding you attractive the more he looks at you.

The other delinquents eventually noticing how he keeps looking away to look at a certain someone.

The delinquents teasing him on how he has a crush now, eventually saying he’s “whipped”.

Umeji denies his developing feelings for quite a while.

He wouldn’t reform into a good student, much less a model one.

But at some point, he would start arriving at school a bit sooner to see you.

Before he admits his crush to you, if you catch him looking at you, he casually looks away as if nothing.

But if it’s after he accepts he likes you, he faces away faster, looking a little flustered.

Falling in love with you makes him feel the same soft and giddy way he used to before following Osoro.

Though he’ll no doubt remain unchanged in his new way of living as a student.

He starts to slowly approach you in the sense of sitting or standing a few feet away from where you are with the delinquents teasing him, without actually making fun of him, if they catch him in the act.

When the warm feeling in his chest grows too hot to handle, he finally approaches you, offering you a sweet treat, being a big foodie himself, while his cheeks burn.

If you decline, you’ll later find it laying on your desk without a note.

If you accept, he’s much more likely to start leaving treats on your desk quite often.

He refuses to give you anything face to face anymore, not wanting to embarrass himself in front of you again with his blushing cheeks.

He just might faint if someone catches him leaving sweets on your desk.

Regardless of whatever happens, no one can know just how soft he can really be, just you is enough.

Ayano Aishi With Yandere S/O Headcanons.

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Yandere! Ayano Aishi x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Yandere themes, talk about murder and torture and talk about branding

Summary: Request:

ayano with a yandere s/o?

W/C: 400+

Ayano would absolutely love a yandere s/o.

This would definitely reassure her about your relationship.

But that wouldn’t stop her from torturing or even killing someone who so much as looks at you a little funny, regardless of your uninterested reactions.

She would just love if you were to gift her the head of whoever dared to look at you with heart eyes, that’s if she didn’t get to them first.

She loves it when you get jealous or possessive of her.

She gets off at the sight of you beating, torturing or killing anyone who looked at her in a way you didn’t like.

Of course, you understand her commitment to you, but how dare they look at her like that!

She would never make you jealous to get a rise out of you.

She would never manipulate you into harming someone just for the rush of pleasure from the reminder of just how crazy you are for her.

And she expects you to never do these things either.

She could never hurt you.

But she would go on a killing spree if you were to purposefully make her jealous.

And if you press her hard enough in the matter, she’ll snap and kill you before killing herself.

The way you reciprocate her yandere antics only fuels her own.

It makes her completely okay with what she’s doing and even eggs her on to continue.

It makes her a little more messy and less concerned with her clean-ups.

Not regarding the police but rather you.

She doesn’t have to worry about you catching her in the act and actually performs said acts where you’ll find her.

Thinks it’s romantic when you help her cover up a murder.

She loves torturing people that she considers threats while you watch.

I feel like she’d love it if you branded her.

Branding her as in carving your name on her, leaving handprints on her ass, legs or waist from your sexual activities and such.

If you were to carve your name on her, she’d want to desperately wear it proudly but wouldn’t because the wrong people (like police) could end up seeing it.

Quite frankly, carving your names on each other might as well be a marriage proposal.

She’d want to marry you as soon as possible.

And start a family as soon as possible where you’d both teach your child/children how to ‘clean up’ after themselves.

And would even fall more in love with you at the sight of you teaching your child/children what you know.

Budo Masuta A-Z NSFW List.

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Budo Masuta x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Sexual themes, smut.

Summary: Request:

:o I can’t believe I found someone who writes for yandere sim!! Can I request for yandere Budo or nsfw head cannons for Budo?

W/C: 1.3k+

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex):

Budo is a gentleman, he always treats you the way needed once you’re done, makes sure you’re alright, that he didn’t hurt you, gently cleans you, gets you water, something to eat if you’re hungry and always hugs you to sleep.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

Budo’s favorite body part of his would be his hands and arms all together to be able to touch and feel you, he likes to hold you, hug you, make you feel safe and plenty of other corny stuff.

He’ll always argue that he loves every part of you equally and constantly denies himself for liking such a perverted part of you, but he just finds it undeniably difficult to keep his eyes off your ass and always finds himself blushing at the vulgar action.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person):

He tends to release inside you because he feels like painting you with his cum is too dirty, not just in the messy way, but he will cum anywhere you indicate him.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

The sight of your face covered in his cum… one time when you were blowing him and pulled away to let him cum on your face, the sight alone would’ve made him orgasm again if he could’ve.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?):

He doesn’t have much hands-on experience but knows what to do and is very observant to any reactions and is quick to learn.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual):

He’s a simple vanilla guy, he prefers missionary, he can see you properly and is the one doing the work while you relax, though he’s not opposed to letting you take the lead on top of him if you really want to.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc):

Is willing to crack a small joke during the moment just to see you smile if the opportunity arises but overall takes it seriously.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.):

Always keeps himself perfectly shaven to avoid any inconveniences or discomfort but doesn’t mind letting his hair grow back if you prefer, in which case; he’ll make sure to be neatly trimmed.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…):

Budo is always very romantic with you, always putting your needs before his, making sure you reach yours first and saying sweet words to you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon):

He doesn’t do it often but whenever he feels the need, he ponders about it for quite a while for the same reason of the vulgarity it would implicate, but always respectfully asks for your help once your relationship has reached that height.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks):

Isn’t really big on anything, he’s more than satisfied with simple things but isn’t closed to much and is willing to try almost anything you’d suggest.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do):

Anywhere comfortable and safe, cushions such as a bed or couch, anywhere that ensures privacy so that no interruptions happen or anything that could distract him from you.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going):

You; as soon as you ask, he’s willing to go. If he sees you egging him on, dropping any hints, he’ll respond equally to test and make sure he didn’t misunderstand them.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):

Hurt you. He would never hurt you in any way, be it physical or emotional (like name calling, etc), cause you pain or anything, don’t ask him to do so because it’ll make him uncomfortable and kill the mood. He’s also very strict about monogamy, you’re with him and he’s with you, no threesomes or any sort of sharing.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc):

Budo definitely prefers giving oral, as stated previously; he puts you before him and even has no problem getting satisfied just by pleasing you, gaining pleasure himself from it but obviously isn’t opposed to letting you take care of him.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.):

He likes to go at a slow pace where he feels there’s more intimacy and more opportunity to be thorough and accurate, doesn’t really like to hammer into you sense it feels more carnal and animalistic rather than intimate and loving but is okay with a quick pace.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.):

Doesn’t like them at all, they’re quite unsatisfactory for him on the intimacy level which is very important to him and has him feeling unable to please you. If you suggest them, he’ll try his best to postpone it to a moment when you’ll have no interruptions.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.):

He’s willing to experiment with some kinks you might have but taking the risk of engaging in a sexual activity with you when/where you're not alone is out of the question, you need to be completely alone otherwise he won’t do it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…):

Whether your sex drive is higher than his or lower, he always manages to last longer than you one way or another for the sole purpose of satisfying you, but averagely speaking, he’s able to go for 2-3 rounds with small pauses in between if they’re needed.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?):

Budo doesn’t own toys, the thought never really occurred to him and he wouldn’t own any. He’s confident in his ability to please you and doesn’t really like using them on you sense he finds them weird though he might try out a small vibrator on you if you ask but won’t bring it up himself.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

He doesn’t tease you at all and always gives you what you want, if you even want him to immediately get to the point, he’ll skip all foreplay and start as soon as you say.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make):

I feel like he leans more towards breathy moans with a groan or grunt when he reaches his high. He isn’t loud or quiet, he’s in between at the perfect hearing level; not too much or too little.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice):

He loves cuddle-fucking lovemaking, spooning, you laying on top of him, just let him slip it in while he holds you.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words):

Average length but a bit higher on the thickness scale, just enough to give you a bit of trouble to fit him in and stretch you pleasantly.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?):

Also average, maybe slightly higher, but just a bit, has a hard time deciding to tell you that he’s in the mood and thinks it through a lot, but will have a sudden change in attitude somewhat like a bashful child wanting to confess to their crush.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

Always makes sure to fall asleep after you, doesn’t usually get sleepy from it but is rather left pleasantly worn out and ends up falling asleep mostly from the warmth of holding you.

Student Council Secrets.

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1980's! Student Council x Fem! Reader.

Warnings: Sexual themes, smut, fingering, katoptronophilia (arousal of having sexual activities in front of a mirror), degradation, hair pulling, spanking.

Summary: You study in deep thought your affairs with the members of the student council.

W/C: 1.3k+

You’ve always had a way of getting what you wanted, but being in the student council, you had to use less abrasive methods for your fellow student council members as opposed to how you operated in previous schools.

Joze Shiuba.

A most certainly endearing underclassman, being foreign obviously having helped in catching your eye. Your advances towards him were subtle enough to go unnoticed, unnoticed to everyone but him, after all, his youth didn’t help given the situation. You were pleasantly surprised when you caught him covering his lower region after having asked him to stay once one of the meetings was over. Everything else escalated rather quickly, leading you to learn how much of a pleaser he is.

You let out another audible breath, your legs spreading further open to welcome the soft hand between them. A small moan resonates from your throat while you lean back onto your arms, hands placed flat behind you as you remain sat between Joze’s opened legs, his clothed erection pressing against your bottom. His free hand gives your thigh small squeezes, taking advantage of the position of your legs resting over his own with little worry of someone walking in the student council room and peeking over the desk to spot you on the floor.

He focuses his middle and ring fingers to continue to curl against your g-spot with his thumb rubbing soft circles on your clit, just the way you taught him, all while remaining painfully hard in his pants. You reach for the zipper of his pants only for him to gently push your hand away, distracting you with a harsh stroke at the spongy spot of your soft inner walls, pushing you closer to your orgasm. “You não have to…” He quietly speaks, his words reminding you of how he mixes languages when he’s flustered.

Ken Kyonashima

A handsome young man who was quite easy to get acquainted with, though unfortunately, suffers from a bad case of obliviousness. He’s the only target you needed to be bold with, though of course; privately. Your most difficult case… as well as misleading. It was quite the surprise that as soon as you cracked him, he demonstrated that he knew exactly what to do, showing you that despite being obvious, he’s far from innocent, and calling him inexperienced would be a mistake…

You run your hands over the bare skin of his naked back, your legs moving over his own to pull him closer while his lips detach from yours to press heated kisses along your neck. His hips continue to softly move against your own, grinding onto you with the tip of his length prodding inside you. Your back arches off the floor, his arm hooking under it to pull you closer to him, pressing your stomachs together.

His other arm lowers himself closer to you, nearly letting his whole weight down on you to press your bodies which were stripped naked despite being in a classroom. With an arm wrapped around his back, your free hand trails over to his shoulder, continuing a path over his stretched arm to meet with his hand which is quick to take a hold of yours, locking its fingers with yours.

Reiichi Tanaami.

A cold and reserved attractive upperclassman who would’ve been impossible to break if he hadn’t already had an eye on you judging by the glances he’d steal at you. He was quite bold himself at the time you initially preyed on him. It ended up turning into a short-lived game in which you constantly misled him to frustrate him. He was quick to shut you off by saying he had no interest in games and straightforwardly asked if your wants were mutual or not.

A shaky breath leaves through your parted lips while your eyes flutter shut, remaining on your side with an arm folded under your head to cushion it from the firm movements against your body. “It seems someone’s enjoying themselves.” Reiichi comments with amusement, eyeing your pleased smile to which you respond with a moan while he somehow maintains his composure, though you know he’s having a difficult time controlling himself as well.

He holds onto your leg with a hand to keep it in place over his shoulder for a better angle while thrusting himself into you in a quick and steady pace, trying to keep the noise of skin on skin as minimum as possible. A hand instinctively goes over your stomach when he delivers a sudden harsh thrust, reminding you of his reach at your cervix before returning to press on it softer.

Daisaku Aragaki.

An enticing young man with an alluring dangerous persona despite his efforts to make up for his previous mistakes. A truly unique case; one that had you trailing after, following after, begging…all while he seemed to get off on it. He was the one to be constantly luring you in with false hopes only to leave you wanting- needing for more to which he only responded to once you became desperate enough.

“Look at you.” Daisaku speaks as you moan loudly, thankful for school hours being long over, leaving you free to let loose in the empty restrooms where he has you bent over one of the sinks. “Filthy girl.” He smirks before landing a harsh slap on your ass, his brutal pace punishing your hips which are already growing sore. His hand takes a hold of your hair, yanking your head back to force you to look at yourself in the mirror as you cry out.

“Harder!” You plead while he hammers the tip of his member against your cervix, his heavy balls slapping onto your clit as his free hand squeezes one of your ass cheeks in a bruising grip. “You’re disgusting,” He leans down to press his lips to your ear. “You think I don’t know you're fucking those other guys?” His words make your breath hitch in your throat. “This is all you're good for, slut.”

~*~

You’re shaken back to reality by a hand on your forearm, having you looking over to the source with a clueless expression. “What is it?” You ask. “I called your name twice.” Reiichi removes his hand from your arm while you remember you’re in a meeting. Clearing your throat, you compose yourself to keep the formal facade for the time being and excuse yourself. “My apologies, my mind was elsewhere.” Your eyes trail to the pot of tea at the center of the table as a short-lived silence takes over.

“Is something wrong?” Joze asks to be met by silence, not knowing what to answer. “You’re still worried about last week?” Ken asks. “… Yes.” You lie, unaware of the look that Daisaku gives you through the corner of his eye, letting out a silent scoff. “She’s gone, it’s pointless to place more thought into it.” Reichii’s words remind you of the second-year student who killed an upperclassman after he had witnessed her committing murder before him.

Truth to be told, your thoughts couldn’t have been further away from last week’s occurrences which hadn’t slowed either of them down…

“Well, it’s late anyway, we should be leaving soon.” Ken interjects, successfully defusing Reiichi’s slowly escalating anger towards the matter. “Does anyone else have anything to report?” Reiichi asks, hearing words of negation in unison. “Very well then, dismissed.” Reiichi voice says followed by the light screech of chairs against the wooden floor before everyone exits one after the other through the sliding doors.

Joze is a submissive pleaser while Ken is a romantic partner who encourages giving and receiving equally as well as deep intimacy. Both Reiichi and Daisaku are dominant partners but whereas Reiichi is as precise in his sexual activities with you as in his everyday life actions; never giving you more than needed, Daisaku has no problem overstimulating you as much as possible, disrespecting you in every way possible as much as your body ached for.

All four of them are completely different… though they do have one thing in common; regardless of last week’s misfortune, neither of them had slowed down.

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Student Council

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Yandere! Ayato Aishi x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Yandere themes, murder, stalking, light implied bullying.

Summary: Request:

Headcanons for ayato aishi slowly falling for his ex best friend reader whos now acts like they doesnt know him and avoid them because they knew their true self and tried to kill them in the past

W/C: 500+

I feel like the only reason Ayato would have friends would be for personal gain and to blend in a little more, a best friend would be due to a significant amount of personal gain for his Senpai.

So maybe you’re very knowledgeable of things that would help him with his murders and you just pass his odd questions by him just simply being very curious.

But then you’re unfortunate enough to witness him disposing of a corpse.

As said, he only befriended you for personal gain, so it was nothing for him to drag you deeper in the storage room of the school to finish you off to make sure that you never utter a word of what you saw.

He’s oddly enough taken back at the look of horror on your face when he raises his weapon on you, shocked enough for you to slip away.

Recognizing his mistake, he follows you to the courtyard where many students stand, making it unable for him to finish the job.

The rest of the school day, he notices you spending your time around groups of people, as well as not uttering a word of what you saw.

You remain in shock the first day, unable to report what happened.

As soon as you try to talk yourself into doing so, fear of what would happen to you if you do so overtakes you and you instead keep quiet.

So the following days, Ayato keeps an especially close eye on you to make sure you stay quiet.

He has no problem making his presence known to you, using it as a scare tactic to pressure you into keeping your lips sealed.

All this spending time keeping his eye on you means spending more time away from his Senpai.

As he stalks you, his mind often wanders back to the storage room, wondering why he couldn’t kill you.

The more he ponders about it, the closer he gets to realize that he just couldn’t allow himself to be the cause of such terror to you.

He couldn’t end you.

He comes to the conclusion that he actually viewed you as a friend, which he later finds out is wrong.

With you on edge, he sees you being excessively jumpy around other students, a few of them (especially the bullies) exploiting it a little more than he’d like.

Due to this; as time goes by, he notices that he simply cannot have you in a terrified state rather than being unable to be the cause of it.

He eventually finds himself hurting and threatening the bullies for scaring you (while trying to retain some anonymity).

It isn’t until he’s too deep in that he realizes his obsession has somehow transcended from his once dear Senpai to you.

Unfortunately for him, you witnessed him committing an atrocious act.

Yandere No Sutoka.

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Yandere! Ayato Aishi x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Yandere-ism, death, blood, semi predator and prey play, implied sexual activities.

Summary: Based on the game of Yandere No Sutoka.

W/C: 1.6k+

A/N: Inspired by this, and no, it's not porn, just the game (starts at 9:23 mins).

You hold your knees to your face, staying in a ball while sobbing quietly in the darkness of the storage room, shoulders jumping and stomach shivering given the situation. “Oh Senpai…” You hear him call you, awfully close to your hiding spot. You lift your head up from your knees and cover your mouth, trying to calm your breathing while his footsteps echo in the empty, bloody halls, informing you of his proximity.

“Where are you?” You hear Ayato ask in the same sing-song voice from previously. You slowly look up to your right at the blurry window on the door, hearing him slowly closing in, his shadow stopping right at the door. You want to squeeze your eyes shut, look away, anything, but you can’t bring yourself to do so, instead, seeing his dreadful shadow facing the door, pausing in front of it.

You see the silhouette turn around and walk away with the tapping of his shoes after its stop. As soon as he’s out of hearing range, you let out a heavy, shaky breath, asking yourself, how did this happen? How was it possible? For a student, to kill everyone in a school, classmates, teachers, student council, headmaster. All for one person. And keep them in school after sundown, locked with no possible way to escape.

“So you were in that storage room.” You hear his luscious voice state, having heard your breath. You quickly move to the door as quietly as you can, holding the handle, determined to keep the door shut. Tears leak from your squeezed shut eyes, leaving a new wet streak on your cheeks while he walks back to you just as slowly, almost as if taunting you. By the time he reaches the door, you’re trembling in fear, awaiting his forced entry. But it never comes.

“Lets play a game.” He says, voice taking a sadistic turn in his last word. Your eyes open to look at the blurry glass, making out the figure of his face looking down at your own blurry self. You hear something move at your feet and notice a key being slid under the thin gap between the door and the floor before he speaks again. “I’ve hidden ten keys, just for you. These keys, will help you escape, if you’re quiet.” He pauses in a tauntingly.

“I’ll give you to the count of thirty, I even wrote for you which keys they are and gave you the first one. This one’s to your classroom.” He informs, sounding proud of how much of a ‘fair' chance he’s giving you. You hear him walk away and you finally start to loosen your grip on the handle, but still remain alert. You already have one key, he’s giving you a count down, you know the school like the back of your hand, and, this might be your only chance to escape.

You know that if you stay in the storage room, you don’t stand a chance, it’s just a matter of time. You don’t have another choice. You pick up the bloody key, utterly disgusted at the red liquid on it, and cautiously stand up, slowly pulling the door open and peeking out. As soon as you do, you see him no more than 10 feet away, forearms crossed over each other against the wall where he’s face to face with, holding a knife.

He slowly turns his head over to face you with a hazy look on his face and pink-dusted cheeks, lips parted and seemingly inches away from an ahegao face given the pleasure-filled look on his face. “Run along now.” He indicates, and that’s all it takes for you to start. Your class is right around the corner, and surely enough, as soon as you walk in you find the other key right on your desk just as you hear him starting the dreaded count down.

Rather than snatching the key and sprinting away, you’re frozen in place with wide eyes, staring at the blood-written words on your desk. His classroom. The desk smudged in blood makes it difficult, but you finally bring yourself to take it. Without sparing any more time, you run out the classroom, sprinting to the stairs and heading to the floor under you to his class, key resting in his desk as well, the same bloody words indicating you to head to the cooking club with unknown reason.

You met by bumping into him after walking out of said club, apologizing profusely and offering a helping hand. Once again, you dart to your next stop but freeze at the words that enter your ears. “Ready or not, here I come.” His voice echoes above you. You hadn’t even noticed how much time you had spent gawking at your desk, and just now taking into consideration the fact that he knows exactly where you’re going. You quickly kick off your shoes and run downstairs to the cooking club, running much more quietly with just your socks.

Miraculously, you make it to the club with the next key laying on the table, directing you to the photography club, your club, because why wouldn’t someone want to laze around talking about anime and getting to know your fellow club members. Unlike Ayato, you can hear where he is, the tapping of his shoes echoing down the halls, letting you know that just like you, he’s running.

Reaching your club to see a key resting on a manga, you’re indicated to go to the library, the place where you had your first conversation, you asked for his help reaching a book, and though one-sided, it was greatly appreciated. Going down one floor to reach the library, you’re then told to go to the counselor’s office. A bully had framed you for stealing an answer sheet, and Ayato gladly took the fall for you.

You exit the library, looking to your right to scan the hallway, but as soon as you do, you feel something sharp graze your cheek, cutting through the skin, leaving a streak of red in the process before piercing into the wall on your left. “Found you.” Ayato states from the hall on your right, standing halfway through it, leaving you shocked at how he just threw a knife at you.

He starts sprinting towards you, triggering you to run to your next destination, quickly snatching the key in the office while he pulls his knife out of the wall. Instead of heading to your next stop, you run to the set of lockers in front of the office, opening one of them and closing it after hiding inside, desperately trying to calm your breathing right as Ayato stops at the corner of the opened door.

He searches the hall on his left and behind him, staying in place for a few seconds before letting out a sadistic chuckle, followed by an audible breath, quietly walking in the office afterwards, approaching the desk. You decide to take your chances and open the locker as quietly as you can, stepping out as he slowly places a hand on the desk. He quickly looks under the desk with no luck and then snaps his head behind him.

But you’re already gone to the infirmary, where he kindly took you after watching you eat your bento with the headache poison he put. You run down the classroom hall to the sewing room, where you let him sew back together the seam on the side of your shirt. You trusted him so much despite him holding a needle; seemingly harmless, from great damage at least, but that little needle, could leave someone blind, yet you trusted him.

You slide open the door and take the next key, feeling more adrenaline rush through you at the word ‘exit’ written on the sewing machine. You hear his footsteps coming down the hall and decide to hide until he passes. He doesn’t know where you are anymore, and you’d rather keep it that way. You run to the lockers in front of the room and open one of them, only for a body to fall out, the one of said bully.

You let out a scream at the sight, multiple stab wounds on the student’s chest. If Ayato didn’t know where you were then, he does now. He played dirty. “There you are.” His voice says from the start of the hall, making you face him for a split second before taking off in the opposite direction with him following behind. Unfortunately, it’s not long before he catches you.

He doesn’t even let you reach the end of the hall before he takes you from your shoulders and throws you on the floor behind him, pinning you down with knees on either side of your hips while you struggle to keep him from holding your wrists above your head with one hand. “No! PLEASE! DON’T DO THIS!” You desperately cry, refusing to look at him.

“If I can’t have you,” He succeeds in holding your hands above your head, raising his knife in his other one. “NO!” You cry. “No one-” “I’ll do anything you want!” You interrupt, shoulders hunched, facing away and eyes squeezed shut, expecting the final blow that never comes. His hand comes down to hold your jaw, pulling it softly to have you face him, careful to keep the knife from touching you.

“Anything I want?” He asks, getting you to slowly open your eyes, seeing the same look on his face that he had before starting the countdown. You shakily nod with hesitation clear on your face and he lets out a pleasure-filled sigh, tongue nearly lolling out of his mouth. You instinctively face away when he leans down to your unharmed cheek, running his nose over it with a deep inhale, breathing out audibly.

“We… are going to have so much fun…”

Hi hi !! May I ask for a scenario with Ayano Aishi and female reader?? After months of work, and getting rid of the rivals the reader accepted Ayano's confession. But, the reader regrets this decision by how possessive Ayano is( the reader has not gone back home since she accepted her confession and misses her family), and slowly discovers her "hobbies".

Sorry if this is too long, you can ignore the details if you want.

Thank you and take care! <33

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It was all a mistake. She shouldn't have accepted Ayano's confession.

And thanks to her accepting the girl's confession, she's now trapped in Ayano's room. With an chain on her ankle, preventing her from escaping.

She was going crazy at this point, no matter what she says, Ayano won't let her go with the pretense that someone else will steal her away from her. [Name] began to deeply regret the choice of accepting her confession in the first place.

[Name] doesn't know how many days since then, she was worried about her family. She knows they are probably looking for her, worried sick.

She starts to miss them, and it has lonely. The curtains were pitched black and the windows tinted to dark black, so she doesn't know what time it is. She was only allowed to watch the TV in Ayano's room and her phone was taken away.

[Name] looked back at the door as it was opened, and went in Ayano's father, Jokichi. His empathic eyes were visible, he put the tray of food down on the floor in front of [Name] who began to eat it.

The male watched as the girl ate the food, he wanted to help her escape but at the same time he knew of the consequences if he does. His daughter would be heartbroken and being angry at him while his wife would do the same, in the pretense that he doesn't want to see his daughter be happy.

It's not like he hasn't tried, he did. But it failed.

He does want to see his daughter happy, anything. A normal girl who's not like her mother but he was proven wrong... he guessed what Ryoba said to him was right.

The girls in the Aishi family will always turn out like this and he shouldn't have expected this.. he should have done something or told his daughter something.

Jokichi eventually left with the plate as [Name] was now all alone back in Ayano's room.

She had expected Ayano's parents to be mortified when Ayano showed that she had basically kept her as a prisoner, but instead. Her mother, Ryoba, became delighted and praised Ayano while Jokichi was a having a instant realization.

And now.... she was here... all alone...

Ayano would come home from school and began to cuddle with her like nothing was wrong, like keeping her as a prisoner in her room was not wrong.

After a few hours, she was now lying on Ayano's bed, curled up into a bell.

The door then opened as she looked behind and saw Ayano coming in, a huge smile on her face as she greeted her girlfriend. "[Name]!"

Ayano crawled into the bed and hugged her, [Name] just laid there on the bed. Unmoving, stiff as a board but Ayano didn't mind as long she can hold her girlfriend, everything is fine.

[Name] clenched her eyes, she can remember the first time she was forced to be here. It was just the 1st week since they started dating, and when [Name] came to visit Ayano on her home. All of a sudden, she wasn't allowed to go home.

Ayano threatening her if she goes and forcibly trapped her in her room and making sure she won't go away from her.

She could remember how scared she was when Ayano showed a side that she never knew, hell, no one knew. It scared her, it scared to the point she has no choice but obey Ayano.

Scared of how dangerous she was being.

Ayano nuzzled her face happily against [Name] neck, inhaling her scent. "How's your day [Name]?" Ayano asked as [Name] clenched her fist and bit her lip, preventing herself from saying something sarcastic.

In fear Ayano will not like the answer and it will happen again like last time.

"G-Good..." The black haired hummed happily as she tighten her arms around [Name] waist, pulling her even closer to her body. Her black eyes glanced down at [Name].

"Father didn't let you escape like last time right?" [Name] slowly nodded, she could remember the last time Jokichi tried to help her escape. It didn't help, Ryoba and Ayano got mad at Jokichi, and Ryoba being disappointed at her own husband. The two were basically guilt tripping Jokichi.

A smile etched in Ayano's face. "Good... he shouldn't mingle with things that aren't his business.." Ayano said with a dark undertone in her voice, [Name] gulped as her mind wander off to her family. Wondering on how they were, her friends too.

A single tear escaped down her face.

'Someone... please... get me out of here...'

hello! if you want me to break this up for you I will!!

anyway, I want to request two sets of headcanons, if that's okay?

we have two YanSim fictives in our system, we have Osana (hiii!!!!) and Ayano... we are dating in our system

I know you said no character x character and I totally get it so stick with me I have a point

Ayano x fem reader who loves Yan-chan very much and supports her in every way possible and likes to play games with her (as in if Ayano kidnaps her, she breaks out but leaves a note saying "come catch me (:" with a bunch of hearts and Reader's just like... under the bed or something) and is in general genuinely just happy to be with Ayano even if she's... Not Mentally Well

Osana x fem reader who struggles with feeling any emotions at all around anyone but Osana, and, while being obsessed with her sure, does her level best to keep within Osana's boundaries and not really hurt her or make her uncomfortable in any serious way

if this isn't okay that's totally fine

don't worry about us being disappointed, we know no one can write us perfectly accurately and we don't expect you to write Osana and Ayano the Alters in the Spice Collective, we expect you to write Osana and Ayano from YanSim

please add your headcanons we LOVE headcanons

if there's not enough info, none of it's helpful, or there's too much lmk and I'll do what I can to fix it <33

all in all if you do this have fun with it bestiieee!!!!

Dating Osana Najimi and Ayano Aishi Headcanons.

Female Reader.

Requested by: @chilipowder9

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Mostly used "you" in headcanons. Sorry if this is short.

Ayano Aishi:

The two of you... were not normal per say.

Ayano who's unable to feel emotions at all and will do anything to be with her love one and you...

Who's completely fine with Ayano's behavior, who doesn't see anything wrong with Ayano killing other people.

In fact, you encourage it. you indulge in it.

When you find out before you two got together, that she used many ways to get rid of her rivals just so she can be with you.

Instead of being afraid of your own being, disgusted and be in fear of Ayano.

You smiled, you congratulated her. You smiled and kissed her in the cheeks when you found out.

Ayano was shock per say, this wasn't the reaction she was expecting but she wasn't complaining.

After all, her girlfriend was happy on what she did just to get her love.

You two were happy and had fun in your relationship.

And what I mean by fun, is that you two have fun in ways a couple wouldn't.

Sometimes, Ayano would "kidnap" you just after school ends and act out a roleplay.

Sometimes you "break" free and leave a note, telling her to come and find you.

Whenever Ayano hears that someone else has taken an interest in you, she takes precautious measures to make sure you won't get stolen away from her.

Whenever it's blackmailing, murder, bullying, expelling etc.

And you would help her with it, whenever you found what she was doing.

It was kinda like a bonding moment between you two, strengthening your relationship together.

Since she knows what you like, waaayyy before you two started dating.

Ayano didn't have to ask nor figure out. She already knows, whatever you want. She'll get it for you.

Even if it's means murdering another person just for you.

Osana Najimi:

You were different, you couldn't feel any emotions at all.

It was hard to act like a normal person 'till you met her, Osana Najimi.

You did everything for her, you got rid of the other people that had took a liking to her.

You only wanted her to be the one with you.

And it worked.

After all the things you did, you confessed and she accepted your feelings.

She doesn't know of the devious things you had to do in order to get rid of the rivals.

You tried to act normal around her, let her know of the obsessive feelings you had for her.

You don't want to scare your beloved away.

Whenever you got jealous, you had to keep it a minimum to make sure, Osana doesn't get scared.

Your jealousy was a scary thing and it was something you didn't want Osana to ever find out.

You respected Osana's boundaries, you didn't want to over cross it and make her uncomfortable and hate you for it.

Gods know what you'll do if she ever hates you.

Its something you ever don't want to happen, ever.

Whatever Osana wants, you'll make sure she'll get.

You know everything about her after all, what kind of girlfriend you were if you didn't know what your precious girlfriend likes and wants?

You'll make sure no one come across you two, even if you murder a few people in the background.

Soo could I request a Yakuza (yansim) x male reader?

M!reader is Rybarus older brother, and one day ayanos busy/sick (you get to pick) and M!reader has to bring one of the students they picked for the ransom to him (the Yakuza got notified before hand, if you pick that she's busy than Rybaru informs the Yakuza the day before)

M!reader is described as naturally handsome/beautiful, oh and m!reader can be kinda flirty and he usually wears clothes with boob windows, you can pick if the also has the "love sick dom" that the Aishi family has.

Oh~ I'm All Yours Darlin'

Male Reader

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Now, I know the Yakuza doesn't have a official name yet so I made one up just for him. His name is Kenji.

Kenji waited in the back alley as usual, he was waiting for Ryoba but apparently she couldn't come because her daughter, Ayano became sick. So her older brother would be the one to come.

He inhaled the cigarette and blew it, waiting for the man. Then he heard footsteps step into the alleyway as he turned and saw a man, he squinted his eyes and he could see the resemble between the man and Ryoba. He walked away from the wall and looked at him.

"I guess you are... Ryoba older brother..? I presume.."

Kenji asked as the man let out a deep chuckle and nodded, surprising Kenji. He had a small smirk that could resemble Ryoba sweet but sinister smile. "Yes, I'm Ryoba older broher, and Ayano uncle. My name is [Name] Aishi, Kenji right?" He said as he put the huge instrument box down.

He nodded as he approached [Name]. "I guess the girl is inside, right?" Kenji asked looking at the instrument box, [Name] nodded while Kenji took the time to get a good look at the man in front of him.

He had the usual dark hair with black blank eyes, and with a smirk. He was wearing a black buttoned shirt that had two unbuttoned shirts that showed off his chest with black matching formal pants and dress shoes, with looks like that, he could have girls or men falling over his feet.

[Name] noticed that Kenji was staring at him as he let out a deep chuckle and leaned close to Kenji face catching him off guard. "Admiring the view, perhaps?" [Name] teased as Kenji rolled his eyes and looked away.

"Just taking a good look, nothing all."

[Name] just laughed as he licked his lips while staring at Kenji. "You sure? Just taking a good look and not admiring the view at least?" He teased Kenji who scoffed and rolled eyes.

"Don't get your ego a bit too much."

Ever since that day, Kenji has seen [Name] everywhere he goes. To the park, on his way to a meeting, just everywhere. It was creeping Kenji out, which was a weird thing especially for a man who is the leader of a yakuza.

"You keep following me everywhere." Kenji said to [Name] who was still smirking even after Kenji caught him in the bathroom of his own house. "Even in my house, how did you even know where I live?" Kenji said, growing annoyance.

"A secret~"

[Name] winked as he immediately pinned Kenji against the bathroom, towering over Kenji at the process. "Sorry darling, you are just too cute~ Ever since the day we met, I can't keep you out of my mind." [Name] said, blush across his face and lovesick eyes.

Kenji eyes widened as he saw the look on [Name], he scoffed and immediately kicked [Name] in the calf causing him to yelp and kneel down in the ground. "You're a creep you know that right? Following me and sneaking inside my own house, I could kill you right now if I wanted to." Kenji said gripping [Name] hair.

But the look on [Name] face caught Kenji off guard, he was panting heavily and the blush on his face grew and the lovesick eyes he held didn't disappear. "Yes, you can kick, scream, and even spit at me. Do whatever you want with me." [Name] said as Kenji was creeped out but something ignited inside of him.

The way [Name] was pleading and the look on his face really ignited something inside of Kenji, his grip on [Name] hair tightened causing [Name] to groan.

"Wow... you really are something huh.." Kenji said as he let go of his hair and tilted [Name] chin as he looked at Kenji like he was some sort of god. "I guess... I could keep you around.." [Name] face lightened as his eyes turned bright of love.

"You might be worth keeping around."

Sorry that I haven't posted awhile HAHAHHA, school has been hectic but now that school is over. I will get back to posting the requests people have sent me... for like.. last year and last last year.. I have been slacking off...