Yandere Ayato Aishi Falling For Ex-Best Friend Headcanons.

Can I ask you one thing? Which yansim characters you are writing?

I am happy to write for Ayato, Ayano (maybe both at the same time as siblings), Umeji, I’m willing to try Taro Yamada as well (male or female version, doesn’t matter), Ryoba, Jokichi and the student council from the 1980’s.

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! 😁

ayano with a yandere s/o?

I’ll give it a try :)

Yandere Budo please?

As soon as time permits 😊

Shared Pain.

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Lucifer x GN! Reader/MC x Mammon.

Warnings: Light nudity; naked ass, whipping.

Summary: Upon delivering dinner to Lucifer, you stumble to an unexpected scene between him and his brother.

W/C: 500+

A/N: There'll be a part 2 with two versions, one for people who were AFAB and AMAB, both with gender neutral pronouns.

You walk steadily towards Lucifer’s room with a silver tray in hand, having gone to the kitchen not too long ago to make him some Hell coffee and cut him a slice from some of Barbatos’ leftover cake, which wouldn’t have made it so far if it hadn’t had a curse on it for Beel, as he requested. Once you reach his room, you go to knock on the door but quickly realize the difficulty of the task with your hands already occupied with another task, opting to instead shout for him.

Before his name can leave your mouth, you hear a sharp slap, making you jolt away with a small clacking of the tray, another slap being heard followed by muffled voices. “Lucifer?” You ask, only for the voices to stop, a small moment of silence passing before the door opens. “Ah, Y/N, it’s you.” Lucifer smirks, taking the cup of coffee in his hand to lift it to his lips. “Why ya acting like you didn’t know who it was?” You hear a barely audible grumble, pulling your attention to the source.

“Did you say something Mammon?” Lucifer glares only to be met by silence to which he smiles before taking a sip. You stare wide-eyed at the sight before you, Mammon on his knees bent over the large bed… with his naked ass on display. You take notice of the slightly reddening lines on the cheeks resting over his pushed-down pants and brown jacket resting beside him with his usual glasses on top.

“This is awfully bitter.” Lucifer grimaces, calling your attention back to him. “B- but I-” You nervously stutter, overwhelmed at the situation at hand while he leads you through the doorway. “There’s no need to worry, Hell coffee becomes bitter when you prepare it for someone you’re fond of.” He explains, casually taking another sip after closing the door while you feel warmth spreading through your cheeks.

“I would’ve asked for tea, but it seems this will take longer than I thought.” He steps to the center of the room, facing the end of his bed and standing perpendicular to Mammon while you eye the whip of love in his hand. “You can set the tray at the table.” He instructs, staring down at Mammon. You do as he says, placing the tray on the glass coffee table behind him while struggling to keep your eyes off of Mammon.

“I… I guess I’ll be leaving now.” You slowly walk backwards to the door. “Stay.” Lucifer speaks, stopping you on your tracks. “Come here.” He continues to speak without looking away from Mammon. You follow as he says and walk back to him, standing next to him and trying to avert your eyes from his brother to no avail. Standing closer to him, you notice his body trembling, giving you the impression that it’s out of pain or fear, disregarding the possibility that it’s from embarrassment.

“There’s no need to pity him, he actually quite enjoys it.” Lucifer interrupts your thoughts, taking another drink from his cup, eyeing the way your eyes stay glued to Mammon who’s been facing to his right side, away from you. “If he really worries you that much, you could ease his punishment.” He suggests in a low tone, luring you in. “How?” You quickly look over at him, seeing him smile at you sadistically before answering.

“Would you like to share his pain?”

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Belphegor x Male! Reader/MC.

Warnings: Sexual themes, smut, unprotected sex, creampie, somnophilia, dub-con, anal sex.

Summary: Belphie is having a hard time sleeping and makes his way to your room to receive a different type of help than expected.

W/C: 1.3k+

“Y/N, are you here?” Belphie quietly asks while walking through your doorway, hand resting on the knob. He had just recently sent you a text stating that he couldn’t sleep and asking if he could sleep with you, but after getting no response, he decided to go over and check on you. “Oh, what’s this?” He innocently asks, closing the door behind him and approaching your sleeping form on the bed, eyeing the naked leg peeking out from under the covers.

His hand reaches forward to slowly push back the sheets, uncovering you and leaving your arms to hug the blanket. He takes in how his previously thought lost sweater rests on top of your body with nothing but your underwear covering your privates, thinking to himself just how… pliable you look. His fingers reach forward to gently trace lines along your thigh with the back of them, just barely caressing the skin and seeing how you shiver in return, goosebumps rising in your skin.

His cow print pillow is set aside on the corner of your bed before he carefully climbs on top, straddling your legs while trying to not wake you. While keeping himself up with a hand pressed on the mattress, his other one lays flat on the top of your thigh, running up and down the skin with the tips of his fingers slipping in your underwear. He continues his movements to test how deep asleep you are, successfully eliciting no reaction for you.

A hand fully slips into your underwear and grabs a handful of your ass, squeezing it in his hand and pulling it apart from the other cheek, no doubt having your puckered hole instinctively clenching. He grabs the waist of your underwear and slowly pulls it down, your underwear soon thrown to the floor, long forgotten while you unconsciously turn to lay on your stomach more, your sleeping body being familiar with what’s happening.

Belphie runs his thumb over your balls teasingly before slipping it between your cheeks and then spreading them apart. “Hmm, what a cute little hole…” He sleepily smiles, eyeing the puckered entrance and prodding with the tip of his thumb, just barely slipping in, feeling your insides trying to suck him in while more slick escapes your tip. The rest of his hand moves to fondle your balls with his thumb sliding over your hole a few times, resting on it after a while to continue to prod.

The pad continues to press on the entrance, slowly adding more pressure each time, pushing down harder to which your body responds by having your hardening length twitching. A small moan leaves through your parted lips while your insides clench on nothing, starting to crave the feeling of being stretched, your twitching member spreading your liquids along your lower stomach.

Belphie’s free hand reaches forward and takes your erection in his hand, teasing the tip with his thumb and feeling the wetness that’s collected on the slit, spreading it to the rest of your length in slow jerks with his soaked hand making him aware of the sudden tightness on his lower region, his pants feeling more constricting than previously. He nudges at your entrance a little more and finally slips in with ease, the feeling of you swallowing him making him all the more painfully hard.

While his thumb slowly thrusts in and out of you, teasing you, he sits back on his calves, leaving your dick aching for his contact while he attends to his pants instead, unbuttoning them and pulling the zipper down, pushing them just below his ass along with his underwear. He reaches inside the soft material and pulls out his hard member, giving himself a few lazy strokes with a soft pleased smile at the sight of his finger disappearing inside you as precum drips from his tip.

He finishes with a harsh curl towards your soft spot, receiving a groan from you, almost waking up. Your leg is hiked over your blanket while you leisurely slip back to the depths of your slumber, exposed to your lover who slips the tip of the head of his member through your soft insides with a small moan. Your mouth falls open with a quiet gasp while his erection fully pushes inside you, carefully yet effortlessly reaching your deepest spots, making a small pause before shoving the last inch in.

A small grunt escapes your mouth at the ruthless action, your hands weakly gripping at the bedcover and brows lightly knitting together while Belphie lets out a light chuckle at your reaction, grinding his length against you in attempt to press deeper the already harshly compressed head. He moves to place his right leg between your own, resting his heavy balls on the top of the inside of your left thigh, having them brushing against your swollen balls.

He starts drawing back his hips, gently doing so a few times to stretch you out before moving at a faster pace. His left hand grabs at your ass, pulling the cheek aside for better access, his other hand landing a slap on your right thigh and grabbing a fistful of it while starting to clap his hips against yours. With his balls dragging along your thigh, he pants while plunging into you at a quick pace, desperate to empty his tight balls into you.

With his thrusts becoming harder, you start to rouse from your sleep, your eyes blinking open with the first thing you notice being the moans you’re letting out in an even rate and the wet trail of drool having streamed down your cheek. Your mind quickly catches up to your body and processes the feeling of your lower half being impaled by something, the pleasure crashing into you and having you moaning loudly, alerting your assailant of your awoken state.

“Oh, hello there.” Belphie casually greets with an innocent smile, purposefully slamming into you to give you a hard time responding, the feeling of his cock seemingly reaching your guts clouding your mind. You grit your teeth with your eyes rolling to the back of your head with a strangled moan while you hold onto your blanket tightly, your ass jutting further out to welcome him in deeper with a loud groan.

“Fuuuuuck.” You helplessly moan at your balls tightening at an unbearable rate, your lover feeling near his release as well. “Ah- Ah- I- I- !” You moan in tune with his movements before clamping down almost painfully tight on him, a muted scream attempting to leave your mouth as you erupt on your blanket, your cum gushing out and soaking your sheets and lower stomach.

“Ah!” He moans, stilling himself deep inside you and flooding your insides with a grunt while clenching his teeth, his eyes squeezing shut. You remain still with your mouth agape and eyes wide, taking in how his cum fills you, his dick twitching inside you and balls clenching and unclenching against you. An audible sigh leaves him once he’s come down his high, letting you know he’s finished while you focus on catching your breath, your eyes falling shut once again.

After regaining his composure, he lazily opens his eyes and smiles at the sight of your spent body, feeling warmth filling his chest. He slips his soft member out of you with his release escaping your insides and pooling on your thigh, bending over your body and pulling your face towards him with his hand to sloppily kiss you. “Good morning.” He smiles almost cheekily.

“Mn.” You hum in response without opening your eyes, too tired all over again. You hear him let out a soft chuckle before he settles behind you, falling asleep as well almost instantaneously and leaving you both soiled.

Will there be a part 2 for longing?

I know exactly what I want to write for a few sequels as well as a few new ideas but just lack the motivation. Hopefully I'll feel motivated once I've healed a bit more from eye surgery.

Ayano Aishi With Yandere S/O Headcanons.

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Yandere! Ayano Aishi x GN! Reader.

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

Summary: Request:

ayano with a yandere s/o?

W/C: 400+

Ayano would absolutely love a yandere s/o.

This would definitely reassure her about your relationship.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she expects you to never do these things either.

She could never hurt you.

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

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

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

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

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

Not regarding the police but rather you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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