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HEYYYYY YOUR AYATO X READER IS RLLY GOOD CAN YOU LIKE MAKE MORE AYATO X READER??????😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

Thank you 😊, I'd really like to make more but just don't find the time with writing other stuff 😔

Me: *finally reading the jjk manga and one panel away from Toji*

Me: "I wonder when I'll see Toji"

Me: *sees Toji* *chokes on apple*

I read "Imposter" (I did the request) and I LOVED!! Was my impression or is Nanami a yandere too? But I thing he looks a discreet yandere. Anyway, I just would want to say thank you for answer my request!

You're welcome and thank you for reading 😁! I'm glad you liked it 😊. But no, you're impression wasn't wrong 😏, there's a reason why I wrote that Nanami was clenching his fists, I just went with Gojo as the fake because Nanami actually looks like he could be a doctor whereas Gojo doesn't.

omgomgomg i love the student council secrets thing you wrote

literally foaming at the mouth over ken 🤩🤌 the thought of him being all sensual and slow and making love rather than aggressive fucking 😮‍💨

Thank you! 😁

Umeji Kizuguchi A-Z NSFW List.

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Yandere Simulator Masterlist

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.

would u write nsfw abt ayano?

I could try

Imposter.

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JJK Masterlist

Yandere! Satoru Gojo x Fem! Reader.

Warnings: Yandere themes, sexual themes, smut, semi non-con touching, male masturbation; hand job.

Summary: Request:

Are you accepting requests? If you do, can I request a Yandere! Satoru Gojo (or Yandere! Nanami Kento, you choose) pretending to be a gynecologist just to be able touch intimately his darling? I'm sorry for my English, it isn't my fist language. Have a nice day :)

W/C: 2.8k+

A/N: If Gojo seems a bit OOC (Out Of Character) in the way he talks, he purposefully decided to talk a little more 'professional' for the given situation.

You continue to wait at your seat in the waiting hall, hoping that your name finally gets called, a plead that gets answered quickly by the sound of your name filling your ears. “Yes?” You ask as you stand. “You may wait in Dr. Nanami’s office now.” The person who called your name indicates, leading you to the office and opening the door. “What do you mean ‘wait’? Is Dr. Nanami-” “He’ll be here soon.” The door is shut behind you, having you wondering why most of the staff was always quite rude.

You move to sit in the chair in front of the familiar desk where surely enough, Nanami isn’t sitting, having you wondering of his whereabouts, and as the minutes pass, well after your scheduled appointment, you question what’s going on. Nanami’s never been late with an appointment, and now you were passed to his office while he’s gone, something else that has never happened, he’s always had you wait until the exact time.

The door behind you nearly bursts open, making you jump and look behind you to see an unfamiliar man in a white coat with matching white hair and oddly enough with sunglasses resting on his nose. “Good evening miss L/N, I’m very sorry but it seems like Kento won’t be able to make it.” The man closes the door behind him. “Who are you?” You ask as he walks over to the other side of Nanami’s desk.

“Dr. Satoru Gojo, though you can just call me Satoru,” He removes his sunglasses, showing his pristine white lashes and his alluring neon blue sapphire eyes, having your eyes widening at the sight and cheeks nearly burning. “You see, I like to feel comfortable with my patients. Miss L/N, are you alright?” He asks with an almost playful smirk at how you stare at him. “Yes, sorry.” You apologize after letting out a small cough against your closed hand, attempting to break the awkward moment.

“Kento had some personal problems and had to leave but didn’t want to cancel your appointment, so he sent me instead, sorry for the wait.” He apologizes with an almost giddy smile. “I was informed that you’re here for a breast ultrasound and pap smear for a check up, right?” He pulls out a neatly folded hospital gown from a bin behind him. “Yes.” You respond. “Here, you can go to the bathroom.” He hands you the gown, briefly pointing to the bathroom to your right.

“Oh, and miss L/N?” He calls before you walk in the bathroom, looking back to him. “Make sure you take off your underwear…” He reminds in a nearly seductive manner. You make a small grimace at the uncomfortable situation before entering the bathroom and closing the door behind you, your body betraying you and lightly clenching your thighs, and while you undress yourself, multiple questions run through your head.

Why hadn’t Nanami informed you that someone would be replacing him? You thought he was more professional than this. What happened that had led to him having to call in someone else? Once you finish changing to the gown, you set your clothes and other belongings on the small counter by the sink before exiting the bathroom. “Are you ready?” He waits for you next to the examination table to which you quietly respond in affirmation.

You take a seat on the crinkly paper with the help of the small step up stool, your feet dangling while he pushes off your shoulders the crossed front of the top of the gown, exposing your breasts to him. As you raise your arms to place your hands behind your head, being familiar with the procedure, you miss the way your alleged doctor stares at your breasts, unaware of how quickly his pants tighten and how close he is to wetting them, your legs blocking the view.

As soon as his bare hands come into contact with your breast, you notice something off in his start. “Aren’t you supposed to start at the underarm?” You look at him. “Hmm?” He hums, seeming to have been snapped out of some sort of daze. “Right here.” You point at the junction where your underarm and chest meet. “… Oh! I’m sorry, you see; I didn’t get much of a good night’s rest.” He apologizes, excusing himself while you lift your arm again.

You calmly stare at the wall ahead while feeling the fingers gently running from your underarm to the start of your breast as your nipples harden from the cold air in the room, the sight having him swallowing thickly. The pads of his fingertips continue to travel across the expanse of the soft skin, touching and feeling every inch and finally reaching your nipple.

His thumb slowly circles around the peak, grazing it with the side of his finger while tracing the areola, feeling his skin starting to prickle in sweat at having to restrain himself. Once he’s done, he finally brings himself to lightly press on top of the nipple, the action making him bite down painfully hard at his lip in attempt to continue to hold himself back, his jaw lightly quivering as he suppresses the moan that so desperately wants to escape his throat…

Wanting nothing more than to than to grope, pull and yank at the soft tissue, squeeze it in his large hands until the fat seeps between his fingers. “Is there something wrong?” Your voice pulls him out of his thoughts, having him clearing his throat before answering. “No, I’ll just check the other one now.” He responds, reaching for your other breast and performing the same slow procedure until he’s done, turning away briefly.

“This might feel cold.” He warns, squeezing the thin bottle in his hand until the thick transparent liquid lands in the palm of his hand. “I know.” You reply and lay back on the reclined examination table before he applies the cold gel on your tit, seeing small goosebumps forming on the skin. After smearing the gel on your breast, he grabs the ultrasound transducer and presses it against the globe, making sure to spread it thoroughly this time.

While you look at the screen to your right, you once again miss the way he stares at your chest, spreading the substance that resembles his cum an awful lot. The sight makes it easy for him to get a detailed image of what your tits would look like painted in his cum, the thick semen trailing down your perked nipples and slipping between the valley. What would you have finished doing? Were you jerking him off with your smaller hands? Maybe one of them cupping his plump balls…

Or were you blowing him? Keeping him warm in your mouth with your nose reaching his lower stomach, nestling in the softly trimmed hair. Or were you letting him fuck your tight little throa- “What’s that?” You stare at the black screen with blurry white lines along it. “Nothing to worry about.” He assures after quickly composing himself after what feels like the hundredth time.

The rest of the ultrasound is spent with you missing your other doctor, the one who always explained every detail thoroughly and actually made you feel confident in your health, as opposed to the one standing before you who’s awfully quiet. “Well,” His voice pulls your attention to him. “Everything seems to be fine, I’ll just clean you up now.” He sets away the transducer.

Before you can interject, he’s already grabbing tissues and cleaning the smudged mess, wiping the gel with ease and in a manner that could almost seem… loving. After all, it was his chance at showing you how good he’d be with cleaning you up after your activities. While he finishes cleaning you, you awkwardly look away, not knowing what to say and instead choosing to stay quiet as you bashfully look away.

After a few tissues are thrown in the trash bin, he crouches down to reach the stirrups and readies them to a proper height as he feels himself growing more excited by the second, if possible, while the height of the table conveniently covers the way his pants are forced to tightly restrain his erection. “Now that we’re all set, let me help you.” He says in a low almost seductive tone, the situation alone making it hard for you to breathe.

He gently settles the heels of your feet on the stirrups one at a time, your gown barely covering your cunt while you wonder why you’re feeling so nervous. You never felt nervous with Nanami, he never once made you feel uncomfortable and always kept everything strictly professional, so despite having an attractive man looking at your lower region, it was easy to get used to the situation, but with Satoru…

You suddenly feel awfully nervous and a bit self conscious at having someone like him seeing your private parts, every last ounce of your calm and collected attitude having left when he insisted on cleaning your breasts. He slips a pair of gloves on with ease and swiftly moves over to reach for the speculum and is quick to work, dropping down his knees and deciding to briefly tease himself by slowly moving the bottom of your gown away, bunching it around your waist.

Warmth instantly spreads through your cheeks at being exposed to him with the angle of your body leaving you unable to see him. He stares at your bare cunt for a moment, taking in the sight with wide eyes and blushing cheeks, feeling the embarrassingly large amounts of precum leaking his swollen tip soaking his underwear. After a small moment of silence, you finally feel the smooth cool metal come in contact with your labia.

You let out a quiet nervous breath as you slightly fiddle with your hands that rest over your stomach, unaware of what your doctor’s really doing. As he slowly inserts the end of the speculum, his nose hovers mere inches away from your sex, inhaling and taking in the smell with cheeks burning red and tongue peeking out from his mouth. He pleads in his head, begs just to get a taste from you, he’s just a flick from his tongue away, just- please.

Nearly close to tears from frustration, his free hand shakily reaches for his pants and quietly unbuttons them followed by a muted pull from his zipper with your insides still slowly engulfing the metal object, careful not to hurt you. His hand slips in the opening of his pants and pulls out his heavy length, aching for any sort of stimulation with the dripping head thick and swollen the same way as his balls which he pulls out to rest over the zipper.

With a single tug of his hand from the start of his dick to the base, he reaches his orgasms and cums with his eyes instinctively widening in surprise and letting out a cough to cover up for his actions with his other hand leaving you to cover his mouth. “Are you okay?” You quickly ask, raising your head but still unable to see him. Another cough leaves him in attempt to block the loud groan that desperately wants to escape while endless streams of cum shoot from his tip with his eyes squeezed shut.

With the first spurt having landed on the table, he aims himself to the floor to spill his load on the white tiles, dick twitching in his tight grip and balls feeling unbelievably tight. You remain quiet until he regains himself from what you can only assume is a coughing fit and unknowingly let him finish releasing all over the floor, creating a rather large puddle. His hand leaves his mouth and goes to his balls to lightly fondle them and help bring him down from his high as his length softens, slowly falling to his balls.

“Dr. Gojo?” You ask after clearing your throat, slowly sitting up with a creak of the table to which he immediately shoots up to his knees to keep you from looking any further. “Yes?!” He quickly rushes out his mouth with wide eyes, looking similar to a toddler having been caught doing something bad. “… Are you… alright?” You repeat yourself with uncertainty. “Oh, yes, I’m fine, I just swallowed the wrong way.” He nervously excuses with burning cheeks and a flustered expression.

“I’m sorry about that, I’ll just continue now.” He ducks back down. You lay back on the table and feel the end of the speculum finally kissing your cervix with him enjoying the view for a small moment of the small stretch that it gives you, wondering if that’s how you’d look like with his fingers inside you. As his soft cock rests outside his pants, he focuses in moving the speculum to spread your walls open and receive a view of the inside of them.

He immediately associates the image with the way your insides would look upon being impaled by him, though the stretch would be far wider and unfortunately, if he stretches you wider, you’ll grow suspicious given that the size of the brush isn’t that big. He stops expanding your walls and carefully inserts the brush while your cheeks start burning at similar dirty thoughts running through your mind and soon enough; with your body betraying you.

Panic washes over you once you feel the familiar leakage in your lower region and you pray for it to be over soon, the sensation of the brush swabbing the deepest part inside you filling you with relief. After pulling the brush out, he stares at it and examines it in great detail with a piercing gaze, looking at your essence smeared on it, cock twitching in response. Without thinking, he softly parts his lips and peeks his tongue out as he brings the brush closer, ready to get his taste of you that he’s been craving for so long.

“Are you done?” Your quiet voice still makes it to his ears, desperate to clothe yourself again. “Yes, just a moment.” He replies, disappointed in your interruption and instead slathering your juices in a small container beside him, placing the lid after and closing it. The speculum returns to its original state and is pulled out of you with a thin coat of your liquids followed by him shoving his spent member in his pants and buttoning them.

He casually stands, sets everything aside on a small table and helps you bring your feet down before moving his hands to your arms. “Let me help you.” He insists with a smile, aiding you to stand on your feet and directing you to the bathroom to get dressed, all the while standing between you and the puddle of his cum. As soon as the door’s shut, he quickly scampers to clean his mess, just now noticing the size of the puddle…

Thinking to himself how he hadn’t cummed that much since the day he first got hands on a pair of your underwear. He throws the last dirtied tissue away and contemplates about continuing what was interrupted from him but is instead met with the noise of the bathroom door clicking, making him look over to your once again clothed body. “When will you have the results?” You question after an awkward cough.

“Kento has a pretty busy schedule, so I’ll just call you to let you know.” He explains and you thank him for… the most uncomfortable appointment you’ve had, though of course you don’t say that part. “No, thank you.” He ominously thanks, placing a hand on your shoulder and leading you to the door while saying his goodbyes. He opens the door for you and once he does, a familiar figure is standing in the way.

“Dr. Nanami, you’re here.” You point out while he stands in front of you with a hand out as if he was about to open the door. “I- yes. What’s happening here?” He questions, staring at Gojo. “Dr. Gojo said you sent him because you had to leave.” You point at the white haired man. “I see.” Nanami’s fists clench, continuing to stare at the other man rather harshly. “Glad… to see you could make it.” You try to break the tension. “So, you’re finished here?” He asks without breaking his stare.

“Yes, Gojo did my pap smear and… my breast ultrasound.” Your voice quiets down at the dangerous tension you feel, for some reason feeling that you should run away. “Just like you said, right?” You add, wondering why your hands are trembling. “…” Nanami stays quiet with Gojo smiling as if he did nothing wrong. “Dr… Nanami?” You meekly asks, the scared tone in your voice finally getting him to look at you, the angry look on his face disappearing.

“Yes.” He finally responds, removing Gojo’s hand to replace it with his own. “Now please leave, I have to have a talk with Gojo about your routinely check up.” He lies with ease, leading your almost shaking frame away. You’d never seen him angry, and certainly not to that level. “Is… everything okay?” You turn to look at him again. “Yes, there’s no need to worry, you may leave now.” He assures you, seeing you rush away and facing Gojo again who simply looks at him with a smirk and a cocky expression.

Can we get a pt2 of your yandere gojo x reader "Donor" fic? I loved it! Either a pt 2 of Gojo during reader's pregnancy or after that. Maybe a bit of nsfw? If you dont want to do nsfw thats ok!

I've been thinking about making a part 1.5 which would be about Gojo's interactions during the pregnancy and then a part 2 which would take immediately after the ending of part 1, but I'd like to catch up on my other requests a little more though 😅

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

I like the idea 😏

Hi !! Not a request but i love ur works so much ,, have a nice day !! :) <3

Thank you, you too 😁

Do I do request

Yes you do 🙂

Yandere Budo please?

As soon as time permits 😊

Umeji Falling In Love Headcanons.

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Yandere Simulator Masterlist

Umeji Kizuguchi x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Nothing.

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 Simulator Masterlist.

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.

I read your 1980s council thing and i really liked it! are you um gonna do more in the future??

I intend to do a second part eventually, don’t know how long it’ll take 😅

Are you accepting requests? If you do, can I request a Yandere! Satoru Gojo (or Yandere! Nanami Kento, you choose) pretending to be a gynecologist just to be able touch intimately his darling? I'm sorry for my English, it isn't my fist language. Have a nice day :)

Have a nice day too! My requests are open, I just don’t write it down because I’m a little scared of getting too many 😅 and your English is very nice, I’m really looking forward to writing this, thank you for requesting! 😁

you write for bnha, obey me, AND yandere simulator?? those are literally my top three fandoms i literally love you 😊🤗 ur getting a new follower immediately!! :))

Thank you! ☺️😊💙

I really like how you write gojo and bakugou, do you have any upcoming posts about them?

No, not really 😔, but I really do enjoy writing for them as well :)

What would Bakugou say if kirishimas darling asked/begged him to help her escape? And do think he would snitch on her for asking?

Ooh! I like this one! It should take quite some courage and build up for kirishima’s darling to talk to bakugou because it’s obvious that he has an explosive temper as well as personality, bakugou’s also well aware that the darling is terrified of both of them. If they ever got to the point to ask for bakugou’s help, he’d simply tell them no as if it meant nothing to him and tell them to shut their mouth and that while he’ll ignore it the first time, he won’t let it slip a second time and tell kirishima which would bring him awfully close to breaking his delusional state and snapping

Do you think bakugo and kirishimas darling would ever become friends? Like if she ever came out of the room while he was there or if he came into her room?

Kirishima would be delighted that there’d be someone else in the household to get along with his darling safely without them having to leave, and Bakugou wouldn’t care if they do or don’t get along. But simply put, I picture that the both darlings would hold each other’s hand for comfort while their own yandere pounds them 😂

Not me feeling bad for bakugo when he was looking at the picture on his phone 😩

I know! It hurt to write it 😭

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.

ayano with a yandere s/o?

I’ll give it a try :)

Are you willing to write for fem characters? Like Maki from jjk, Ayano from Yan Sim, Toga from bnha, etc?

I could try writing for maki and feel capable of writing about ayano though I feel like I’d have a harder time with toga but yeah, I’m willing to try and write for fem characters :)

hi it’s me again and thank you for writing about kiri from bitter work!! you’re the best :)

Oh! Thank you! I was actually thinking about making an update to it, I’m not really satisfied so I plan on adding something else to it later today before leaving it as it is, but thank you for reading 😊

Bitter Work: Spin-Off.

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Bitter Work

Yandere! Eijirou Kirishima x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Non-Con, yandere themes, mentioned kidnapping, sexual themes, smut, penetrative sex, somnophilia, exhibitionism.

Summary: Request:

Hey do you think you can write about kirishima and his darling from bitter work? I’m curious about them

W/C: 800+

A/N: Made this a self-insert for readers despite it being a spin-off.

You keep your hand over your mouth to continue to suppress your noises. This wasn’t the first time and it certainly wouldn’t be the last, you weren’t even sure what to feel anymore. Ever since the first time Kirishima forced himself on you, you would always freeze stiff in fear, he kidnapped you and ranks quite high within the pro heroes, you didn’t know what he was capable of, so you simply settled for not doing anything.

Your silence and lack of movement convinced him that you were simply shy in sexual situations, as well as nearly everything else given how little you spoke. The first few times, your mind was too filled with fear and anger at feeling so vulnerable and unable to do anything, because in truth, what could you do? The fear occupied your mind enough to keep you from feeling anything, but as time progressed and he continued to have the same sexual activities with you, you slowly started to grow accustomed to them.

After a while, there was always some reassurance that he never hurt you with anything other than penetration, never hit you, grabbed onto you too hard or verbally abused you. As the fear of your pain increasing dissipated, you were left with nothing to distract you from his movements against your body as well as being unable to deny yourself that he knew what he was doing, he knew exactly how to treat your body to give you immense pleasure. Pleasure that you didn’t want.

A tear manages to leak through your squeezed-shut eyes as you remain on your side, facing toward the blank tv with Kirishima behind you, spooning you with an arm over your waist to keep you against him while thrusting into you at a steady pace on the living room couch. Your eyes roll to the back of your head with your lips parting to let out a muted moan at the next orgasm he forces out of you, your body finding undeniable pleasure in him.

Following your release, you hear the familiar groan coming from behind you before feeling your insides quickly flood in his thick cum as his body relaxes against your trembling frame. You feel him smile as he traces kisses along your shoulder up the side of your neck with your eyes squeezing tighter. “You serious? I sleep on that couch.” You hear another thick voice speak, having your eyes widen.

“Sorry Bakugou, we didn’t make it to the bed.” Your kidnapper apologizes without looking at him or even growing concerned enough to cover your naked body, continuing to smile against your skin instead. Bakugou grunts in return and leaves to his room upstairs, wanting to rest after his hero work, ignoring the look of terror in your eyes.

~.~

“I’ll be home soon, okay?” Kirishima assures, cupping your face in his hands while you stare down with slightly wide eyes, always stuck in between your fight or flight instinct whenever he touched you. He moves to press a kiss to your lips to which you subconsciously move back from where you’re standing with him at the doorway. “Aw, there’s no need to be shy.” He looks at you lovingly, obvious to your true feelings.

“They’re not shy, dumbass.” Bakugou says from his spot on the same couch you fucked in earlier without taking his eyes off from his phone, being aware of Kirishima's delusional personality. “What are you talking about?” Kirishima innocently asks after a questioning hum. “Just go to work!” He nearly shouts, still refusing to remove his eyes from the screen. “I love you.” Kirishima’s lips successfully capture yours in his, saying his last goodbye’s before finally leaving for his night shift.

You slowly turn to look through your peripherals and see Bakugou staring longingly at the picture of someone you don’t recognize. The almost sad look on his face quickly disappears with him looking over at you with a scowl, making you quickly look back down and rush up the stairs to your ‘room’.

~.~

After hours of trying to fall asleep, you finally feel your eyes starting to give up on you, feeling half asleep how your body is succumbing to exhaustion despite the fear of your captor’s roommate. You miss the sound of the door opening followed by the quiet footsteps towards the large bed where you lay, a few silent thumps of clothes falling on the floor before the feeling of the space behind you dipping completely wakes you.

A pair of soft lips press behind your ear in a kiss with a familiar set of razor sharp teeth gently biting after, a tongue running over the skin while you take notice of the grinding of the stiff length between your ass cheeks, the tip managing to slip under your shirt to drip its precum on your lower back, warning you of a long night.

Umeji falling in love hcs?

Yes! I’ll write them as soon as time permits

Hey do you think you can write about kirishima and his darling from bitter work? I’m curious about them

I never really thought about it 🤔, sounds interesting though, I’ll do what I can in my free time 😊

hi!! I saw ur 1980's student council post and absolutely loved it<3 I was wondering if u can make a 1980's student council poly relationship? I understand if u can't but I would absolutely love that <3!!1!1!

Hi! Thank you so much for reading 😁! I’m not sure about making something new but I can’t definitely see poly features in a possible part 2 of student council secrets. I might make one once I find some free time 😊

Shared Pain 2.

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Part 1

Male Reader Version

Lucifer x Fem! Reader/MC x Mammon.

Warnings: Sexual themes, smut, whipping, physical abuse (depending on the view of the reader), crying, oral sex, light humiliation, voyeurism, cumming untouched; male.

Summary: Following the events of stumbling into Lucifer's scene with his brother, you take it upon yourself to receive the rest of the younger brother's punishment, receiving a reward in return.

W/C: 1.3k+

“Would you like to share his pain?”

“What?” Your chest clenches. “Would you like to share his pain?” Lucifer repeats himself, noticing out of the corner of his eye how Mammon’s body stiffens at the suggestion. “It’s quite simple, really. You’ll simply be taking his place.” Lucifer explains, causing you to swallow thickly. “… Okay.” You quietly agree, unaware of how Mammon’s eyes widen. Lucifer lets you take your time slowly moving to the bed, gently laying yourself on your stomach next to Mammon with your arms crossed in front of your face.

“Stay.” Lucifer shoves back down Mammon after he tries to stand. “What the hell? Didn’t ya say-” “I didn’t say you could stand.” Lucifer sternly states, glaring down at him until he relaxes his body on the bed again, still facing away from you. You look ahead of yourself and quickly feel a pair of hands slowly trace their way up your legs from your thighs to your ass, giving a small squeeze before settling at the waist of your pants briefly, yanking them down harshly in one swift movement, earning himself a small gasp.

“I hope you don’t expect me to hold back…” You feel his hands reaching your underwear, slowly dragging it down to rest under the cheeks, managing to get a peek at your lower lips. You feel a light graze along your ass, almost in a teasing manner, taunting you before finally landing its first strike with a loud slap, your mouth instinctively opening to let out a muted scream, your breath having gotten caught in your throat.

You’re barely able to let out a shaky breath before another crack of the whip fills your ears, this time forcing an audible scream out of you. The frequency of the whips quickly picks up, having you burying your face in the sheets in attempt to muffle your screams. In no time, you feel tears leaking from the corners of your eyes, streaming down to soak the covers your hands grip onto tightly while your limbs quiver in pain.

The whip continues to land piercing stings on your already bruising skin for a few minutes, thin lines of its strikes having formed. Loud cries start mixing with your screams of agony until you have trouble breathing, the noise of your struggles to breathe letting Lucifer know it’s time to end your punishment. Once the whips cease, you feel your limbs relax, taking in choppy audible breaths for a moment before feeling something lightly grazing your cheeks again, having your stomach clenching.

The fear quickly dissipates when you receive the feel of a hand rather than the leather whip, giving soft caresses in attempt to soothe the pain, failing to do so and instead leaving burning traces along the tender skin. “You did so well.” You hear Lucifer whisper in your ear, making you aware of the warmth of his body leaning over yours and getting you to turn to look to the side to him, your gaze getting caught elsewhere instead.

Looking at Mammon staring at you with a somewhat embarrassed and sad expression, you wonder for how long he had been staring, missing the way his hips lightly grind into the bed. “I think you’re due for a reward.” Lucifer’s voice breaks your attention towards Mammon. Lucifer’s gloved hand moves your head forward and presses it down softly, as if to tell you to not move it from its place while he sets aside the whip.

As you finally feel yourself catching on to your breath, hearing shuffling in the background, you feel your pants along with your underwear being slowly dragged down, having you instinctively clench your thighs to prevent them from being dragged further down. “Now now, there’s no need to be difficult.” Lucifer speaks from behind you, fanning out breaths in the process, the warmth landing on your exposed cunt.

Your body stiffens and your eyes widen, giving you no time to take in what’s happening and immediately feeling his wet tongue lick a slow stripe from your clit to your entrance, spreading your folds along the way. His tongue prods at your hole, teasing your opening without pushing in, his ears picking up on the shaky breath that leaves past your lips while noticing from the corner of his eyes the light tremble of your arms.

His arms wrap over your lower back to keep you pinned down as he returns to your clit, sucking softly to which your mouth falls open to moan in response while your eyes flutter. Lucifer looks over to his brother, seeing the lower half of his face concealed against his forearms crossed in front of him while he stares at you, involuntarily humping slowly into the bed his already painfully hard member.

Your body moves on its own to push itself closer onto Lucifer’s face who gives harsher sucks at your clit, making you groan as you bury your face into the bed while attempting to grind onto his face. Your thighs squeeze together as you whimper, feeling his teeth biting the nub before moving higher up, settling at your clenching hole once again after licking and sucking your folds momentarily.

His tongue traces circles around your opening, teasing you again as he smiles sadistically at the thought of his next action. You gasp at the feeling of him spitting on your hole with your cheeks burning from embarrassment while he smirks, content with the reaction he elicited from you. He finally shoves his tongue inside of you, taking you by surprise with a breathy whine escaping you, sticking your ass out for him more with your legs spreading apart.

His tongue struggles to swirl around your insides and thrust in and out of you, bringing it back in his mouth after every few strokes to take in your taste while the tightening in the pit of your stomach grows harder to ignore. While Mammon watches the scene unfold before him, he becomes aware of the wet spot his precum has formed on the sheets, the soaked area starting to wet his lower stomach while his erection throbs, desperate to be touched.

One of Lucifer’s hands manages to reach your hair, yanking your head back to pull it off the bed and hear your moans getting louder, your wetness slowly drenching his chin as you moan uncontrollably, babbling noises of pleasure without being coherent enough to be able to warn him of your release quickly approaching. “I- I- I-” You moan with your eyes rolling back, a loud groan coming from deep within your throat as your orgasm gushes from your hole.

His hand releases your hair, letting your entire body slump deeper into the bed with your face falling back onto the covers while he licks you clean. As he finishes, he detaches himself from you, wiping his face with his gloved hand and staining it, standing from his spot and moving to lay on top of you, hearing a muffled ‘oof’ coming from you. He pulls your head back up with his hand under your jaw and licks up a trail of drool you hadn’t noticed on the right side of it.

His other hand with his dirtied glove goes to grip at the whole underside of your jaw to tilt your head uncomfortable far back to capture your lips in his in a wet open-mouthed kiss, shoving his tongue inside your mouth to let you taste your remains on him as he grips your neck possessively. A small whimper interrupts your sloppy kiss, having you both pausing your actions and breaking apart to look to your right and see Mammon facing straight ahead with his hands clasped over his mouth and eyes clenched shut.

His hands muffle a moan of relief and his body relaxes, his eyes remaining closed while Lucifer’s body leaves yours, stepping to his brother. His hands grab Mammon’s hips and roll him over to the right, eyeing the large wet spot formed on the bed, a small white puddle in the middle of the darkened sheets. You both stare at him in silence, taking in his tired frame, seemingly about to fall asleep with his spent softening length resting over the drenched white hair on his glistening lower stomach as he dozes off.