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I just got the CUTEST ask ever and figured now is a good time as any to address this.
Guys I'll be quit on here for a while. Finals week is upon us and I've been suffering like crazy 😭😭 one more week and a half to go and than I'll be free!!
Meanwhile for the Anon who requested the Yandere! Hal Jordan x Batman's sidekick reader, YOU ARE 100% GETTING THIS FIC DARLING DW!!! I LOVE IT SM!! just please bear with me everyone🙏🏼💞🙏🏼💞
an installment of the freak shit march gallery showcase.
pairing: yandere!geto x reader (jjk).
length: 3.0k.
warnings: non/con, fem!reader, watersports, infantalization, mentions of physical abuse, physiological abuse, implied kidnapping, and humiliation. dead dove: do not eat.
Geto Suguru was going to kill you.
Slowly, tortuously, and with pleasure. The same way he slaughtered curses too weak to be worth choking down, the same way he allowed his non-sorcerer acolytes to be torn apart after they’d expended their usefulness. Maybe he’d make you drink boiling water, or battery acid, something hot and corrosive that would destroy you from the inside out. Maybe he would drive some curve-bladed, ritualistic dagger through your heart and leave you on his altar to bleed out. Maybe he would have you drawn and quartered, even if you weren’t completely sure where he’d find the horses. You wouldn’t put it past him, though.
You guessed the method didn’t actually matter. Whatever he chose, whatever grisly end you imagined for yourself, the fact of the matter stood true.
He was going to fucking kill you.
Heathers inspired cause i love heathers.
something, something about the 141 men all being quite obsessed with you, placing bets who could get you first— everyone thinks it’s Kyle, he’s charming, handsome, who wouldn’t swoon at his feet?
Maybe even Johnny, he’s a bit of a dog, but he has a way with women, by some miracle, and he’s smart, maybe it’s his blue eyes.
No one thought it would be Simon, their lieutenant, of all people, anti-social, rough around every edge. A brute, curt, wears a skull.
Then one day, they get a message in the group chat from Simon, a picture attached. Kyle can’t believe it, Price, the dirty old man, saves it to his phone instantly, Johnny has to do a spit-take because there in the photo is you.
But it’s not just you.
It’s you perched on Simon’s lap.
Naked from the head down, back facing the camera, with your face buried in Simon’s neck. Simon gets a low enough angle, gets a perfect view of your pussy, stretched wide over his fat cock. Puffy and swollen, glistening with your sopping arousal.
With a simple sentence:
‘Look who I found’
✦.─Masterlist─.✦
synopsis: the cod men abuse your plushies
ੈ✩‧₊˚gaz, ghost, soap, alejandro, rudy, graves, keegan
cw: none
an: lets ignore that it’s been over a month when i said a week…irl stuff got busy and my daredevil hyperfixation has been beating my ass 😔
@spicyblueberries had a meme of baby Kit Fisto being carried to temple in a plastic bag that are used to transport goldfishes. Of course, in the temple they would be housed comfortably in a fish tank. @ahsoka-in-a-hood: Good idea to let master Yoda know baby nautolan is not a tasty fish snack.
Ghost who breaks things off with his sorceress FWB when she starts to catch feelings. She's vindicative but sworn to do no harm, and in a rage she curses him into a stuffed toy of himself.
True love, as always, will break the curse, and she's satisfied that Ghost will be miserable for a very, very long time.
Enter you.
The skeleton plush you find at the second hand shop is cute. A little dusty, like it had sat for a while, but soft and stuffed full still, and nothing you can't clean up.
It's an impulse buy.
Ghost wants to stew in his anger, but how can he, when a pretty soft thing like you sleeps with him every night?
When you slip between the sheets in your pink pajamas and crush his polyester face to your bare breasts on a bad day?
He thinks there are worse punishments to bear. He just wishes he could fuck you happy, take the nipple shoving into his face between his teeth until you writhe and beg him to touch you, troubles forgotten.
Watching you cry is the worst, when he can't move, and he can see that you're lonely and need someone to lean on.
He wants to wrap his arms around you and shelter you from the storm.
He stops thinking quite so much about how good sex with you would be, and starts thinking about how he'd like to take care of you.
He'll never be loved like this, not the way the sorceress meant when she'd cast the curse, and it's not fair, but he slowly falls for you anyway, spends his days while you're away fantasizing about how he could make you happy, the life you two could have.
Jokes on him, though, and his ex. There's no purer love than that between a girl and her comfort plush.
Your end of the bargain was sealed months ago.
When he finally crosses that last hurdle one night, he's sitting propped between your legs listening to you sniffle over a romcom. He admits at last to himself he's fallen for you, and the curse snaps.
And suddenly there's a full grown man in your lap.
This is going to take some explaining.
We're dreaming big - prologue here
Thousands upon thousands of kisses were exchanged in the bathhouse as Phainon held his beloved in his arms, a loopy grin on his face, his lover not faring any better. The water rippled beneath them as they shamelessly slobbered all over each other in public, much to the bewilderment or amusement to any onlookers.
And Mydei was most certainly not amused.
"You two disgust me." Mydei seethed as he took a handful of the nearby bathwater and brutally splashed the two lovebirds. Happy little noises turned into shouts and complaints, the couple now completely drenched from head to toe as the handsome blonde crossed his arms, an annoyed look on his face. His red eyes gleamed with putridity as he mumbled Krenoan curses underneath his breath, before he finally decided to speak once more in the common tongue.
"Sick freaks..."
However, the pair only ignored them, Phainon in particular as he immediately reached out to his sweetheart, big strong arms enveloping them in a sickeningly sweet embrace as he kissed the crown of their head, his soft blue eyes gleaming underneath the many lights.
Mydei continued to observe the pair as he stood tall in the bath, water dripping down his toned body as he thought back to all the times he caught the stupid lovebirds in their shenanigans. He felt a vein wanting to pop at how he had to drag his rival by the ear in order for him to just listen to common sense or how he sometimes had to cover your mouth with his massive hand in order to get you to just keep quiet for a few moments.
Frankly, Mydei found himself being a little bit... disturbed at how inseparable you two were.
It was normal for a couple to want to spend every waking breath together, he knew that much. Endless gifts, ridiculous proclamations of love, petty spats, it all came into the territory known as romance.
However, his keen eye noticed that the line of sweet romance would be crossed one too many times.
Mydei kept track of how jealous you'd get of the attention Phainon would receive, how petty you would act towards the people who would even try talking to the man. At first he chalked it up to regular jealousy but one time he found himself literally stopping you from verbally clawing out another person's neck for simply giving Phainon a compliment.
With the way your hands were twitching, he was not even so sure that it would have been just a verbal assault...
He also recalled how he caught Phainon tracking you in the city as you did your daily rounds in the market, and he would naturally explain it all away as pure coincidence. Phainon was the type of man who could fool anyone - sharp words, kind eyes and frankly, a handsome physique made him easily to trust. And besides, a doting lover always looks out for the apple of their eye, right?
Even if that lover in question would linger in the shadows like a phantom in the night? Even if he always looked as though he was ready to slash anyone who got too close to you for his own comfort?
Mydei suddenly felt his blood run cold as he broke out of his dazed state. The white haired Chrysos Heir gave him an eerie look, those haunting blue eyes boring deep into Mydei's scarlet ones like the sharpest daggers known to man. He looked less like a person and more like a wild animal ready to lunge at him at any given moment.
The heat of the bath did not soothe Mydei's worries either as the thick fog of the warm air only made the gut wretching stare even worse than it ought to be.
Mydei carefully tracked Phainon's movements as he noticed him grabbing his black cloak and putting it over you, shielding you fully now from his view. Mydei raised an eyebrow at that until he realized the heart of the issue.
He should not be looking at you.
With a slow gulp he turned his head in a different direction, trying to look nonchalant but he knew that he was caught red handed.
Mydei wondered if Phainon was going to do something right now in the bath.
Even with his head turned he still felt that horrible gaze on him, almost swallowing him whole as he caressed his darling in his arms, as if he was daring him to glance back once more.
Mydei did not dare as a matter of fact.
He was worried about where this was going, how this strange saga even started or if it was even going to end at all. Never in his lifetime had he witnessed such a disgustingly clingy couple, two people so obsessed with each other that it almost wanted to make him run for the hills.
For now though, it was in his best interest to act like he saw nothing. He was still going to keep an eye on the pair just in case someone gets hurt but...
With the way things are headed, it's bound to happen sooner rather than later.
Thinking about Ghost and Soap falling for the new recruit. Obsessed with her nervous smile and the anxious way she pulls her hair. Ghost can't help but adore the tiny bad jokes you crack in hopes of seeing him smile. Soap can't help but fawn after you make an offhanded comment about how much you like his accent.
Yandere Ghost and Yandere Soap who always find an excuse to cage you between them. Who always pry you away from the other soldiers. Yandere Ghost and Yandere Soap who love dragging you into storage closets and empty rooms just to get a fill of their sweet little darling. Who kiss you like you're the oxygen they need, desperate and ravenous. Who always make sure to leave love bites and bruises where everyone can see.
Yandere Ghost and Yandere Soap who want to lock you away in their shared apartment forever. Who want to steal you from the world and make you theirs forever.
