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Yandere Simulator Masterlist
Part 1
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.”
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BNHA Masterlist
Yandere! Izuku Midoriya x GN! Reader.
Warnings: Creepy stuff, implied non-con, implied somnophilia.
Summary: Reader is going through a tough financial time, Deku has no problem helping.
WC: 900+
You continue to stare at the multiple papers in front of your seated form with tears in your eyes. What were you going to do? Understandably, you’ve had a pounding headache from the start, from the beginning of all this mess. Your wallet was stolen. Your ID, credit and debit cards as well as other valuable items and information… gone. The day had already been bad enough and it only turned worst when you found out about the disappearance of your wallet.
All of your savings were gone, your credit cards were maxed and in the worst moment possible, right around the time where you had bills to pay. You still remember the clenching of your heart when you received a notification on your phone letting you know about the transfer from your debit cards and the use of your credit ones, and no matter how quickly you called your banker about it for them to immediately block your account, it was no use, the damage had already been done.
Time passed by slowly without the culprit being caught as you drowned in taxes, overdue notices and even threats to your land; taking your house from you as things got worst. It’s not even that you don’t have a job with a proper income, you just don’t have the time to gather the money for everything, even if you could pay a bill off, you’d just be stuck under other bills, and to make matters worst, the mental toll was affecting your performance at work and your boss was noticing.
You let out a tired breath and look over at the last mail envelope that with no doubt contains another notice, bill or something regarding your financial problems. You pick it up and see that it’s blank, no company or anything at all on the envelope, not even the address to where it was meant to be sent; which means it was hand-delivered by the owner to your own house.
You open the envelope and pull out a hand-written letter in fancy paper judging by how thick it feels. Your eyes finally fall upon the neat letter and start reading all while thinking how a letter this elegant being delivered to you must’ve been a mistake.
Dear Y/N, I apologize for having been gone for so long, I missed you during my absence, not a single second was passed without you in my mind. I missed your smile, your smell, the taste of your skin, the feel of your body against mine, every second away from you made me ache. I wonder if you felt the same while I was gone, if you longed for me as badly as I did, if you craved my touch as my loins craved yours, if you yearned for our bodies to be one once again as I did.
It pains me to come back home only to see you in these stressful situations, but please understand; I would’ve never left you if I didn’t have to, I’ll make sure to continue with my work close by. I’ll visit you again as soon as time permits, in the meantime; I’ve paid off all your debts and will make the person who put you through this pay. While you wait for me; take this, use it as often as you like, you deserve it, just don’t forget to get something special to wear for my visit.
Till then, I eagerly await to be with you again, my Darling.
You stare at the credit and debit card on the bottom of the letter with eyes wide in shock without knowing what to feel. Surely this must be a mistake, it must have meant to be sent to someone else… with the same name and problems as you. You grab the debit card and unstuck it from the paper and see an account name with your own and password on the paper with your exact signature on the card.
You feel bile start to rise up in your throat but manage to control yourself as your phone vibrates. Is it them? The person from the letter? What did they want to say now? You grab your phone with a shaky hand and turn it over to see notification after notification pop up, all from your banks and water and electricity company you owe, or owed to, given that the notifications inform you of the debts being fully paid off.
You sit still for a few minutes with your mind blank, slowly inching its way into urging you to log into the bank of the card in your hand. The temptation grows to be too much, having you slowly finding the bank through your phone and logging in to see the account with your exact details, full name, phone number, etc, but even more astounding; an unbelievably large amount of money. You slowly look over at the other card and pick it up, turning it around with your eyes widening at the name on it.
Izuku Midoriya
The number one pro hero signed the card.
Your phone vibrates once again, pulling your attention back to it to see another notification. Don’t be shy, it’s impossible for you to make a dent in my account, now go out there and treat yourself. Till Sunday, I hope you’re ready and as eager as I am to be with you awake for the first time, I can’t wait.
No one:
Me: *Living for Neteyam patting Lo'ak's head*
(Gif credits to me)
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KNY Masterlist
Muzan Kibutsuji, Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza x Fem! Reader.
Warnings: Blood, smut, sexual themes, oral sex; female receiving, oral sex during period, face sitting, mentions about fingering, drinking blood, eating human flesh.
Summary: Headcanons on the upper three and Muzan helping a marechi s/o through her period while keeping their stomachs full.
W/C: 2.5k+
In the time you’d been together, he had yet to smell your blood, it was hard enough to be placed in the situation when he always made sure you weren’t injured whenever he was around, and as such a high-ranking demon, he lacked the privilege to spend as much time with you as wanted, so the timings hadn’t lined properly for him to be present during your period either, but when they finally did without you being aware of your unique type of blood, to say the least, neither of you were ready.
Muzan Kibutsuji
Takes full advantage of the situation.
Has to take a step back to steady himself the first time he smells you.
Is initially worried you’re injured at first.
Plays his cards right and shows initial concern despite your body doing a normal biological function.
Is more physically affectionate to get you to lower your guard even more.
Gets you to admit out loud that you’re in physical pain.
Suggests helping you ease the pain.
Had never buried his face between your legs before.
Was actually kind of sexist about it and would’ve felt inferior if he placed your legs on either side of his head, because why would the demon king do that?
Still tried to refuse but smelling your marechi blood didn’t help.
Having a monthly supply of marechi blood sounded tempting enough.
So he suggests easing your pain.
Surprises you by finally spreading your legs after laying between them.
Keeps you around him for the entirety of the week.
Takes you wherever he needs to go to keep you close.
But never near any demons.
If necessary, he has Kokushibo watch over you.
Doesn’t necessarily refuse to not have you in his presence.
But refuses to leave you alone and unguarded for other demons to try and eat you.
Knows that Kokushibo won’t even consider so much as laying a finger at you.
Still refuses to get on his knees for you.
You always have to lay down for him.
Forbids you from wearing anything under your kimono to have easier access.
Instantly smells whenever your blood’s about to stain the expensive fabric of your kimono.
Licks you clean every time he smells you starting to bleed.
Which is multiple times throughout the day.
As soon as you express being relieved from the pain, he uses it as an excuse.
Prefers you thinking he genuinely and solely wants to care for his favorite human rather than admitting that he needs to feed like any living creature.
Because he refuses to so much as get on his knees for you, he obviously even more so refuses to have you sit on his face.
Not even hover.
If you ever suggest it, he’ll give you the meanest side eye and refuse to speak to you for days.
Still will not eat you out outside of your period.
The moans entering Muzan’s ears easily sounded different than usual, similar to the first time he had you take his heavy cock in your lower area, where he was currently lapping at you for the first time with half lidded eyes in a relaxed expression while laying on his stomach for you, hands on either of your thighs which obediently remained spread open for him with ease due to how the rest of your body had fallen limp upon the first lick.
He had his doubts at first, but he had to admit, it’s awfully convenient to have a marechi lover who was so willing to hike up the expensive kimono and spread open the legs beneath it to allow him to feed rather than having to go through the trouble of going out of his way for people to eat. A louder moan fills the room as he dips his tongue inside your sensitive opening after having licked clean your labia.
A shaky hand reaches for his hair in attempt to pull him closer only to be pushed away rather gently by the man at your thighs. Normally, he would’ve slapped away the hand because despite actually bearing affection for you, how dare you try to command him in any way, however, he supposes the meal you’re offering him is enough for him to turn a blind eye to your insolence… once.
Kokushibo
Very concerned for your health when he finds out.
Initially thinks you’re injured upon smelling your blood for the first time.
Takes a second (one too long in his opinion) to regain his composure after the scent of your blood makes him feel dizzy.
The opposite of Muzan.
Has eaten you out before.
And doesn’t mind doing it.
Genuinely suggests relieving your pain for your benefit.
Takes great pride in taking care of you.
Hardly even thinks of you as a source of food with how much he prioritizes easing your pain.
But does acknowledge that you’re keeping him well fed.
Another one that keeps you with him every time you’re on your period (they all do).
Doesn’t think much about if he likes or not getting on his knees for you.
But knows your height differences would make it a bit uncomfortable.
And prefers you lay down for your own comfort.
Will also eat you out whenever he smells blood on the way.
Enjoys doing so but does it mainly for your safety as to not attract any demons.
Doesn’t just drink your blood but also plays with your clit to actively give you orgasms to counter your cramps.
Gently rubs your lower stomach to further help with your cramps.
Or grazes it very lightly with his fingertips to give you goosebumps if he’s in a teasing mood.
Slows the pace after each orgasm as to not overstimulate you before picking it up again.
Overall treats you like a porcelain doll.
Would give you a break if you asked.
Even if you’re still bleeding
So long as you’re always close to him so he can keep you safe.
Soft gentle tugs to your clit force heavy breaths out through your nose, the occasional pinch making you clench around the soft pink tongue moving along your insides with your back tensing and arching off the futon briefly before a hand gently pushes down your stomach to press you back against the fabric beneath you in attempt to get you to relax, the tongue carefully moving back and forth as to not overwhelm your sensitive insides.
His eyes peek open when he feels your legs starting to tremble on either side of his face, the hand over your lower stomach carefully rubbing over the skin doing little to soothe you, his first pair of eyes looking at you due to your different than usual movements, unable to read any expression from your head being thrown back. “Are you alri-” He’s interrupted by your body falling limp against him and the unmistakable noise of you hitting your orgasm.
He’s quick to react and have his fingers gently rub at your clit, slowly licking over your leaking opening, his reasoning settling on your different reactions being from your current sensitive state. His eyes fall back shut again without his own hands failing to continue their ministrations, set on taking care of you and making sure you’re carefully brought back down from your own high as to not overstimulate you while you let him eat his fill.
Douma
Doesn’t even occur to him that you might be injured.
Knows that he would’ve been notified if you’d been injured.
Also takes full advantage of the situation.
Absolutely delighted to find out you’re a marechi.
He’s been surrounded by plenty women before and has eaten enough to know what a period is obviously.
As well as eaten marechi women before.
But has never stumbled upon a marechi woman on her period.
Is baffled that it never occurred to him to keep a marechi woman by his side for a monthly supply.
Immediately asks to feed off of you rather than asking to help with your cramps.
Used to have you on him 97% of times, now it’s 100%.
Eats you out wherever, whenever and however.
Very vocal about it.
Constant praises on your taste.
Gets actually hungry while tasting you.
But remembers that you’re a fragile human who he genuinely enjoys having around and therefore would rather not hurt you.
So he treats you as an appetizer instead.
And proceeds to eat one of the other women around after you’ve stopped bleeding.
Keeps you on him under every circumstance.
Even if Muzan calls him over.
Promises to do as Muzan says and be on his best behavior which he actually fulfills much to Muzan’s surprise.
If you were to actually be apart from him, he would ask in all seriousness for you to save your blood for him for later in a jar.
Another one who would forbid you from wearing anything under your kimono.
Probably forbids you from doing so even when you aren’t on your period.
Doesn’t even warn you when he smells you starting to bleed and immediately goes under your kimono.
If there’s anyone nearby when you start bleeding, immediately orders them to leave.
For your sake.
If it were up to him, he’d bury his face between your legs right then and there.
Messy eater.
Will definitely take you on his beanbag.
Will treat your period (as well as your fucking sessions) like some type of bingo or a list that needs to have locations where he’s taken you crossed off.
You feel yourself sink further into the large pillow beneath you with your legs kept hiked to your chest, loud continuous moans coming from the blonde between said legs, the incessant noises coming from him having won long ago against your own. A slight shift of your body moves your untied kimono further open with it finally slipping off your breasts and exposing your nipples to the cold air, the elegant fabric bunching around your torso between the folds of the pillow.
“Ohh, you taste just heavenly my darling.” Douma smiles after lifting his head from your bloodied messy folds, letting you take in the sight of his chin drenched in your blood, fluids starting to trickle down to his neck followed by his tongue swiping across it. “Now sit pretty for me and let me eat…” He coaxes in a low tone while slowly lowering himself, continuing to delve his tongue into your opening.
While a knot started to form in the pit of your stomach, the hollow filling in the pit of Douma’s own stomach started to grow, tempting him with having more than just a taste of your blood, but he couldn’t, he’d never forgive himself. He shuts down his thoughts and instead licks you with more vigor, his mind wandering to other women who he’d much rather eat before you, maybe the one who’d been just slightly less polite than usual when attending you, maybe she’d be able to satiate his hunger for a while.
Akaza
Is terrified when he smells your blood for the first time.
Especially when he notices what type of blood it is.
Immediately assumes the worst.
Thanks whatever higher power there is when he sees you’re fine.
Gets headaches from trying to keep himself in control.
And still refuses to leave you alone.
Absolutely would never under any circumstances let Douma get remotely near you regardless of whatever situation you’re in.
Would never suggest eating you out to relieve the pain because he doesn’t want you to think he’s using you for food
But wouldn’t blatantly tell you no if you asked.
Would need a lot of convincing to say yes.
Would be really worried because what if he accidentally hurts you.
Is also worried that what if he genuinely gets hungry while trying to make you feel better.
Would be very hesitant due to his rule against eating women.
But tries to convince himself it’s alright because he’s not actually eating you.
Because he secretly is very curious and tempted to try it out.
Finally says yes when your cramps get unbearable.
Absolutely loses it upon his first taste.
Would already eat you out regularly for his own pleasure.
But would do it with dignity composure.
Now gets overly pussy drunk.
Doesn’t stop even after you’re clean.
Just continues while waiting for the next wave of blood.
Eats you out like a starved animal when you’re on your period.
Another messy eater.
Doesn’t leave your side for your safety.
And your mutual pleasure.
Would enjoy you sitting on his face.
But fails to notice how he refuses to let you leave your seat once you’ve sat.
Despite eating you out mostly for his own pleasure, doesn’t forget yours and uses his fingers to give you as many orgasms as he can as a thanks for keeping him fed.
Has no shame in licking his fingers clean in front of you.
Makes sure to still give you plenty of head regularly after your period so you don’t feel like he just sees you as food.
Would wonder in the back of his head if your blood alone can make him strong enough to surpass the other upper ranks.
Would be damned if Douma found out what he’s doing.
“Are you su-” “Yes.” Akaza’s quick to respond, trying to hold himself back from yanking you down, instead, gently guiding you lower to take a seat on his face. It’d been a few cycles since he finally started eating you out during your period and in that time, he’d grown addicted, though that would be an understatement. And though he still much enjoyed spending his days face buried between your legs even outside your cycle, during was something far preferable.
In the last few times he’d helped you through your difficult time of the month, he started feeling as though it wasn’t enough, no, rather he wanted more, and so he suggested something new, something you’d never know if he’d thought about himself, seen somewhere or heard of. Once you feel your lower area come into contact with him a sigh escapes you with his tongue starting to move along you, pressing over your clit, licking between your folds, circling your opening and licking clean every crevice.
He continues to suffocate himself in the intoxicating smell of your blood and decides it still isn’t enough, not with you hovering. A yelp leaves your mouth at the sudden yank of your legs being pulled upward folded against each other by a pair of strong hands with you falling completely sat on Akaza’s face, a muffled moan heard from under you pulling your gaze toward him, taking in the expression of his eyes rolled to the back of his head while his tongue invaded your insides, refusing to stop tasting you.
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BNHA Masterlist
Male Reader Version
Katsuki Bakugou x Fem! Reader.
Warnings: Apocalypse AU, non-quirks AU, blood, death, attempted non-con.
Summary: You stand in the middle of school with your boyfriend leaving sick only for a much more serious disease to appear while he's gone.
W/C: 1.5k+
You stand in place listening to the school announcements in silence with the rest of the classes lined perfectly outside and give a small glance to your blonde boyfriend a few feet away from you, noticing something odd in his behavior. He seems to be having trouble standing straight, lightly swaying in circles and hunched over holding his head low, which is unusual for someone with their pride and ego the size of an elephant.
You see him walk over to your teacher and say something before leaving towards the inside of the school building, walking beside you in the process and worrying you even more. You look back forward again and wait for the announcements to finish, standing quietly in place. Suddenly, you hear loud gasps and look over to see that a student fainted, the announcements immediately stopping with the class teacher taking a closer look.
Another set of gasps filling your ears has you turning your head in the direction to see yet another student passed out, another one following suit having the other students panicking. With more students and even teachers falling over, the panic only worsens, the speakers trying to keep everyone calm. A loud piercing scream is heard next with everybody’s heads turning in the direction to see that one of the passed out people woke up and is now biting at the neck of said screaming person.
More screams are heard at the sight of the blood gushing out like a fountain with a teacher trying to pull away the student only to get chunks bitten out herself. “HELP! HELP ME!” Someone shouts, having someone else on top of them as well. You look around and see multiple people running away, some being chased down and eaten alive all while screaming for help, giant puddles of blood starting to form.
Your mind quickly drifts to Bakugou and you look back to the school where most are running to, no doubt soon to be filled with the man-eating creatures, and before you can tell yourself otherwise, you’re running out the school with horrid screeching and screaming noises following behind you. You run as fast as your legs can carry you while trying to block the desperate voices of people screaming for help, guilt eating at your chest and hoping that just maybe Bakugou could make it out.
Barely slowing down, you take in the sight of the large tall building coming in sight and quickly make the decision to hide in the abandoned mental hospital that always seemed awfully close to the school. You rush in and slam the double doors shut, locking them with the surface door bolts at the top and stepping aside to hide behind a thick concrete column, peeking from behind them at the glass of the doors that serve as the only light source.
You watch with shaking hands as people run by in front of the building, trying to outrun the blood-covered shrieking people, some failing and being caught. You flinch back when someone slams into the door and desperately tries to pull the door open, hiding further behind the column and seeing the young man desperately trying to get in. “Let me in! Please let me in! I know you’re in there! I just saw you go in!” He shouts.
You quietly step away and hold your ears in attempt to block out his shouts for help, knowing that if you open the door, he might not be the only one to come in, or maybe not the only sane one. “I’ll break the glass!” Your eyes widen at his words. “You hear me! Let me in or I’ll break the glass!” He repeats and you peek back around the corner before quickly going to the doors and unlocking one of them to let him in, slamming the door back shut and locking it.
You both step back but it’s not long before he grabs the rusted old metal tables and pulls them towards the doors, barricading them with you soon following after, grabbing some chairs and helping him block the entry, leaving you in an almost pitch-black darkness, just barely being able to see. You finally move away from the doors once again and turn around only to freeze stiff, managing to make out the sight of a gun being pointed at you.
“You know how this goes, move.” He directs you by pointing his gun to the wall on your right before aiming back at you. You slowly bring your hands up and carefully move to your right and away from the door, stopping in an open doorway leading to a hall further into the hospital. “Why are you doing this? I helped you.” You quietly say, your voice barely audible through the screams and horrid sounds of the flesh-eating creatures outside.
“You talk like you weren’t just gonna leave me to die.” You hear the smile in his voice, feeling his piercing gaze on you. “… Take your clothes off.” He breaks the small pause. “… What?” You start to panic. “NOW!” His shout makes you flinch. Your shaky hands grab at the blazer of your uniform and slowly take it off, hearing the low pat of it landing on the floor. “Slower.” He whispers in a seductive tone that only makes tears start to fall from your eyes.
You bite your lip to keep yourself quiet and slowly unbutton your dress shirt until it’s falling to the floor with your blazer, leaving your top half only covered by your bra. “Keep going.” He eggs on. A shaky breath escapes you as you grab your skirt and push it off, stepping out of the skirt and shoes in the process. “Good…” He continues to speak in a low voice, letting you hear a barely audible noise coming from behind you.
You turn your head around and stare intently, waiting for a few seconds and managing to see something sprint from one side of the end of the hall to the other. You go to take off and run away from the doorway but stop at the man shouting at you with his gun following you closely. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” He sternly asks. “Please, there’s something behind me.” You beg. “You really think I’m gonna fall for that?” You barely even register his words, noticing something slowly approaching from behind him.
Bakugou.
He made it out. And he must’ve gotten in through the side entrance. “Please, just let me move away, I’m begging you.” You keep the older male’s attention on you while Bakugou quietly sneaks in closer. “Keep undressing.” The man urges but you look behind you instead, seeing the silhouette of the creature once again run from one side to the other but now much closer than before, the poor lighting as well as you standing in the way keeping the man from seeing.
You duck away to the side just when the horrid creature crosses the doorway with an ear-piercing shriek, barely dodging it in time for it to instead lunge at the man who kills it with a single bullet with ease. As soon as the monster falls, Bakugou’s quick to act and finally reaches him, grabbing his face from behind and without hesitation, shoving his fingers in his eyes, hearing him instantly scream and drop the gun in pain.
He shoves the man to the floor, grabs the gun and opts for repeatedly smashing the bottom of the grip against his bleeding face, knowing he could need the bullets for later. You squeeze your eyes shut and cover your ears in attempt to drown out the noise of Bakugou smashing his face in, only stopping once his screams of agony have stopped. You slowly uncover your ears and only hear the sound of him panting, deciding to open your eyes and look over at him with tears still running down your cheeks.
As soon as he hears you sniffle, he looks over at you and moves away from the corpse to embrace you in a hug, keeping the gun in his hand. “It’s okay, you’re fine now.” He consoles. “Are you okay?” You sob while his hand rubs at your shoulder before pulling your head away from his neck so he can see you in the poor lighting of the building, remembering how he seemed sick at the school announcements.
“Don’t worry about me, it was just a stomach bug. It isn’t easy to spill your guts out while you hear people screaming, but I’m okay.” He assures, holding your face and staring into your hopeless empty eyes. “My girl… My smart girl, I knew you’d hide here.” He brushes your tears away with a warm smile, trying to cheer you up if only a little.
“I’m so proud of you.” He praises while stroking your cheek, knowing it must’ve been hard for you to make it out of the school only to end up with some idiot trying to take advantage of you. “I promise you, we’re gonna make it.” He plants a soft kiss on your lips and holds you in his arms, hoping that you would make it.
Masterlist
Yandere Simulator Masterlist
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.
Main Masterlist
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.
U can rewrite ur fics if you want to! Who's gonna stop you? The fic police? 😂
I'm sorry that's a terrible joke.
If you ever feel like writing/rewriting your Donor fics, please do and no pressure! We'll all be waiting patiently for it! 😊
Thanks 😁 there's just kind of this weird feeling of awkwardness like "man, I haven't written in a while 🫠😅" and then just
upon posting again 😂 but thanks for making no big deal out of it 👏
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 😅