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always late but still excited

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Hello Hello! (avatar by petalpetal)  God like, what am I even doing here + Inconsistent fangirl + Pronouns: She/Her + Currently into AEW cause it's really good when you don't have someone explaining television ratings to you + In my make up era + Capricorn sun Cancer moon Libra rising I haven't played lovenikki in actual years I'm sorry
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You met your incubus!husband late one night during a thunderstorm. Usually he wouldn't be out feeding in a time like this, but he was hungry... and once he caught a whiff of your scent, it was all over for him.

He entered through your window, ready to go into your dreams...

That's when he spotted you curled up on your bed, hands over your ears as you tried to stifle your terrified sobs.

His first reaction was... intrigue. Why was this human crying in the middle of the night? Why was she curled up with a stuffed animal, wasn't that a thing only children did when they were afraid?

The incubus felt something strange while observing your trembling form... but he pushed those feelings away. You were too panicked and scared to feed from, so he'd have to find a meal somewhere else...

But he paused when you looked up at him. Not because he was afraid he had been caught, no, he froze because of the look you gave him.

Your lip was trembling, hair messy and cheeks covered in tears. When you looked at him, he almost felt compelled to rush forward and pull you into his arms, to comfort you with soft kisses and gently rocking.

But why did he feel this way? Why was he beginning to walk towards your bed and reach out to place a hand on your hair to soothe your fear?

The way you instantly began to relax, leaning into his touch made him... feel something. Something other than lust.

"Thank you.."

His eyes lit up at the soft gratitude you showed him.

Had anyone ever thanked him before?

Before he could even think, his arms were wrapped around your body, pulling you in closer so he could shield you from the thunder and lightening. The loud sounds and bright flashes of light became blurry and muffled... and you finally found yourself able to sleep peacefully.

His visits became nightly after that. There was something about you that drew him in. He couldn't feed on anyone anymore, his heart wouldn't allow him.

You became friends quickly, though it was obvious to most that he was pining after you terribly. Every waking moment was spent thinking of you and the next night he'd be able to visit...

You noticed he was getting pale one late evening, his eyes a bit dull.

“Are you feeling okay, Lulu?”

His name was Lucian, something you learned after his second visit.

“Ahh… I’m alright. I just… haven’t fed in a while.”

Lucian settled down next to you, his tail gently caressing your thigh. It wasn’t on purpose, his tail was moving on its own due to how hungry he was. To anyone other demon it would be clear how much Lucian wanted to mate with you…

“Fed? You haven’t… um…”

Your cheeks felt warm against his shoulder. He sighed softly, nuzzling against your hair. No other person he had bedded with had a scent like yours. It was intoxicating…

“I haven’t had sex since we met.”

This made you feel kind of… flattered. The way he gently reached for your hand and held it, the soft smile he had when looking at you…

Oh.

“Is it… because of me?”

His cheeks flushed a light pink, and she looked away. “… perhaps.”

His tail swayed before beginning to move up the skirt of your nightgown. He immediately looked embarrassed, trying to pull it away.

“I’m sorry, it’s just… it moves on its own when I’m…”

You shook your head, opening your legs a little to give his tail access.

“Don’t be sorry. You’re hungry, aren’t you? Well…”

You smiled shyly, squeezing his hand back. “I… wouldn’t mind providing you with a meal.”

He was gentle, his tail slipping under your panty line to play with your clit as the two of you shared your first kiss.

Lucian tasted like strawberries and honey, you couldn’t get enough. When he reached a clawed hand to hold onto your soft cheek, you instantly leaned into his touch.

He had never kissed someone like this before. Usually they were quick, heated with tongue and gnashing teeth…

But you slowly licked his bottom lip, and he felt his cock twitch in his pants as he explored your mouth. It was so sensual and tender that he could almost cry.

‘I… think I love her…’

With that revelation, his slit pupils expanded and he pinned you down, his tail rubbing your own slick against your pretty hole before plunging in.

“L-Lucian!”

You whines out in a mix of pleasure and discomfort, getting used to the feeling of his tail fucking in and it of your as his lips moved to your neck. His tail pumped aphrodisiacs into your body, making your head get fuzzy and your pussy throb with need.

It wasn’t long before he couldn’t take it anymore. Your cum was intoxicating, he was starving!

Lucian sank his cock into your, watching as you writhed and bucked your hips, your pussy gushing and clenching around him.

The two of you were a heated mess of needy kisses and cum, both unable to pull away. He had already had his fill, but continued to fuck into your fat cunt, watching as his cum spurted out of you with each thrust.

By the end of the night the two of you were clinging to each other, exhausted but happy. He had never been so worn out in his life… or as satisfied. As Lucian gazed down at your sleepy face, he knew then that you would be his wife soon enough.

He kissed your head and fell asleep too, leaving his life of being an incubus that slept with whoever he could behind.

Lucian would be your devoted husband now, until you died, and even beyond that. A demon’s love could last lifetimes…

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You’re a princess that has been kidnapped by the yandere!demon king!

Sitting alone in your… strangely well furnished and decorated room with mountains of books to read, you soon grew bored.

Every day demon servants brought you snacks, and you even got to bathe whenever you felt like it.

At some point it felt less like you were a kidnapped princess and more like you were a guest in the demon castle.

While reading one day, you even caught the demon king peeking into your room, watching you with lovesick eyes as his hand moved lower-

Oh.

You are a kidnapped princess, trapped with a pervert demon king that would like to mate with you… but he’s too shy.

Listening in late at night, you hear the guards gossiping, saying how the king fell in love with you at first sight. He’s never taken a mate, meaning no female has ever been bedded by the king.

Well, now you had a way to pass the time.

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warning: yandere behavior, power imbalance, implied baby trapping

Yandere!Ceo that’s a professional business man at work but once he’s behind closed doors he’s your pathetic, needy lover boy.

Kisses your feet and legs, peppering soft kisses all the way up to your thighs.

“My beautiful girl, did you enjoy the roses I sent you?”

He purrs as you play with his hair, looking up at you with those warm golden eyes.

“They were lovely… though the note was a bit… alarming.”

Your lover paused, his fingers on the waistband of the expensive lingerie he bought you.

“… how so, my love? It was the best stationary I could f-“

“I mean the words you wrote… about getting rid of anyone that got in the way of our love.”

He pulled your panties off, placing a wet kiss on your fat, wet cunt. “Oh, that? Don’t take it so seriously, darling. You know I love you, it’s just… a badly worded joke.”

And you quiet down, unable to protest or continue arguing as he’s eating you out. His tongue was on your clit, fingers stretching out your pretty pussy to prep you for his cock.

“M-Mmph…”

He’s quite good at distracting you from his alarming behavior, kissing along your neck while bouncing you on his thick cock. Keeping you on his lap as watching your ass jiggle while he moves you up and down has to be one of his favorite things in the entire world.

“That’s my girl, my baby… just take it, sweet thing…”

And slowly, as your previous friends and past lovers start ghosting you or straight up disappearing, he keeps you occupied with gifts, lavish vacations, and eventually a pregnancy.

Even if you wanted to leave, you couldn’t. Everything you owned was paid for by him, he had all of your information and knowledge of your friends and family…

But who would want to leave when they were treated like royalty? All you had to do was be his sweet housewife and give him all of you attention~

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don’t!!! fake!!!! your!!!! interests!!!! to!!!! make!!!! someone!!!! like!!!!! you!!!!

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don’t!!! bury!!!! your!!!! interests!!! to!!!!! make!!!! someone!!!! like!!!!! you!!!!

don’t!!! go!!! wasting!!! your!!! emotion!!! lay!!! all!!! your!!! love!!! on!!! me!!!

You ever put on such a good face of make up that you don't want to take off at the end of the day?

Like all that work and now it's gonna get washed away...

But at least tomorrow I get to do it again

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obsessive! neighbor x fem reader

a/n: nsfw content so proceed with caution pls!! I apologize for any spelling errors, and yes this character was based off of Jensen Ackles 💌.

currently listening to: get free by lana del rey ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

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Yandere is going to kidnap his darling, he's waiting in a bush for the perfect time to strike, but the leaves feel so uncomfortable, he keeps on shifting around, trying to get that weird feeling that was creeping over his legs to leave. Only it wasn't, rather it was spreading up his body, over his arms and back and oh my fucking god what plant is this?! Shit shit shit, he was itching!

Darling hears a bunch of rustling coming from outside, they go to the window and sees some unfortunate guy who'd fallen into the poison oak in their garden. They can't help but feel responsible, they'd been putting off dealing with it and now some innocent civilian was suffering!

They go out and help him inside, he looked positively miserable! They brought him some antihistamines and a glass of water. They told him that they definitely had some anti-itching lotion somewhere, they just had to go and find it, but in the mean time it would probably be better to take of at least his outer layer of clothes, so the oil wasn't still on him. They reassured him that they'd let him borrow some clothes until his were washed and dry, and he seemed to perk up at that.

Yandere feels very conflicted. He'd definitely failed in his plan to kidnap his Darling, but there he was, sitting on their sofa while they went and doted on him. Hell, they'd told him to strip, were going to rub lotion on him, give him their clothes AND wash his, making them smell like them? If he wasn't this damn itchy he'd be so hard right now!

But he was. Itchy. Hoooly shit was he itchy. He was moving his hands as fast as he could, scratching as many places as was physically possible. It still wasn't enough.

It felt like his entire body was crawling and he could only scratch two places at once, plus all the wriggling he was doing into the couch. Whenever he'd been at one place long enough for it to feel better, he'd move to another, but after he stopped scratching it, it would come back with a vengeance. His movements somehow grew even more erratic, convinced that if he was that little bit faster, went that little bit harder, he would get relief from this stupid-

Darling came back into the room to find the man frantically clawing at himself. He didn't even realise that they were there at first, eyes squeezed shut. When he finally noticed them in the doorway, he froze in place. Staring straight at them and almost trembling with... The need to keep scratching? Embarrassment at getting caught? Probably a mix of both.

Clearly medication wasn't going to be enough. Look at him! He was like a cat that had been dropped in a pond! Or a cat that had gotten fleas, if we want to be accurate. He was never going to heal properly if his impulse control was that bad!

Yandere that sits on their Darlings couch, leaning into their side while watching a film, being spoon fed soup - hands trapped in oven mits and duct taped behind his back, realising with both horror and joy that he is the one who's been kidnapped...

The thing about harry potter is that it's Not a matter of ~ problematic media ~ it's a "the creator is directly funneling shit tons of money into the Kill All Trannies Foundation". This is our anita bryant. Can you grow a fucking spine and morals and stuff? If we were in the 70s some of you would be talking about how orange juice is your safe food or something. She's the actual devil I think that's more important here

I want you to remember:

The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.

Thanks to whoever tried, but I knew they'd never allow it.

Let's do it the old fashioned way. Spread it far and wide.

Reminder: you can't be the whole wall against stopping fascism by yourself. Nobody can. But you damn sure can be a brick.

There's a lot of good comments and tags in the notes, but this one is very important, I feel like it deserves some emphasis.

Part of how authoritarianism works is telling you that you can't stop it. And you can't stop it by yourself. But it wants to stop the train of thought there and let you fall into despair.

You need to remember the next part: you don't have to stop it by yourself.

You're not alone. Take care of your community and let your community take care of you. Supporting each other is so vital.

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