"V. What is that."
"Hm?" Your partner grumbles, eyes never leaving their monitor as you point repeatedly at their bed. "What's what?"
"That. That right there on your bed. On your pillow."
The rapid clicking of their keyboard falls silent. "Oh. The plushie? Yeah, I bought that for you. No big deal.
"No big- Dude. That isn't just a plushie. It's the plushie. The one I told you I had since I was a baby. The one I lost when I was a kid. The one I literally showed you five days ago and haven't been able to find for years that wasn't an arm and a leg.
"Well... That's what having filthy rich parents gets you. I expect mandatory cuddles whenever, and wherever I want along with zero questions about white stains on your clothing for at least a month. You're welcome."
i like working at plant store. sometimes you ring up someone and there's a slug on their plant and so you're like "Oh haha you've got a friend there let me get that for you" and you put the slug on your hand for safekeeping but then its really busy and you dont have time to take the slug outside before the next customer in line so you just have a slug chilling on your hand for 15 minutes. really makes you feel at peace with nature. also it means sometimes i get to say my favorite line which is "would you like this free slug with your purchase"
Lol, you're a yandere and the darling you love is also yandere!
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Gods... You can't stop giggling. You FINALLY have him all to yourself... Elliot Banjo, the prettiest boy in your office job. Well, at least to you. No one else seemed to notice or care for him. You knew no one would steal your lover. No. You kidnapped him and have restrained Elliot in your basement to PROTECT him.
The other colleagues, and even your bosses, at your job were cruel. You had to keep your darling safe from everyone who hurt him. They'd ignore Elliot or would push all their work on him. It was so unfair. Your poor darling never got a break... But, it's okay now! He can finally have his well deserved rest!
"Mm... huh?"
"Oh darling! You're awake... I know you must be terrified, but I promise... I will... You... You don't seem scared?"
Elliot was shaking, but he was smiling so widely. His eyes were dilated as he looked up at you from his comfy bed you had made just for him. As you spoke, he paused. He frowned and started to shake more, almost intentionally. He even seemed to force his voice to tremble.
"Do... Do you want me to be scared, honey bun?"
Your heart nearly stopped at how cute he was. Gods, how could anyone ever hate him...? You walked closer, pushing some hair out of his face and patting his head.
"Of course not, darling! You should never be afraid of me. You're here to be safe and to relax... The other people at work are so, so, so mean! They make you do everything, and are so lazy and yet so demanding... Don't you worry anymore though. I'm gonna feed you and take care of you! All you have to do is at least tolerate me and never love another!"
"Tolerate? Honey bun, I LOVE YOU! You are the only one at the office to not demand anything from me, and you would even stay late whenever I would to make sure I went home at some point... Plus, I know you were the one to restock my groceries whenever I'd forget. Now this... Oh, honey bun, the bed is lovely. Your basement is so cozy... Thank you..."
You looked at him, shocked. He... He noticed? Oh good gods, he noticed you! He loved you! You climbed on top of the bed, careful to not put more weight on his restrained limbs. You threw your arms around him, kissing his adorable little cheeks.
"Oh! My adorable darling! I would have taken you sooner if I knew you wouldn't have been so scared. I'm so glad you love me darling!"
Sometimes when I see a clown/jester character I can't but feel like a bird.
Like yes, you colorful silly guy dance and hop around for me with your weird noises as I fall in love and you become my favourite character.
Is it weird I kinda want a monster Incel? Like he believes all humans are supposed to be a certain way but then they meet the first human and are initially disillusioned/upset but over time begin to regret their actions after falling in love and seeing humans as more than really hot porn/pictures online
content: gender neutral reader, NSFW
I'm thinking of a monster incel who is deeply envious and frustrated because he thinks humans only like conventionally attractive monsters.
He reads the comments from the human world with a resentful frown. "Of course he's hot," he grunts, eyeing the rather tasteful sketch of a tall, muscular orc. He turns to the mirror for comparison: multiple limbs, tendrils, a gargantuan body of darkness and blight. He doesn't have abs, nor a handsomely pale complexion and chiseled jaw. He is but an abstract aberration, a crooked ghoul.
It only makes sense that when he encounters you, his yearning and curiosity are swiftly replaced by anger. Give it a moment to fully process his existence, and you'll be disappointed, perhaps frightened. Maybe even disgusted.
He might as well get something out of this unplanned affair. With instinctual greed, he pins you to the ground, taking in your scent. His heart throbs with anticipation. How will you react once he's deep inside you, thrusting relentlessly and with sheer indifference to your protests? His razor-sharp teeth clamp together in seething jealousy; he can almost hear your sobs, feel your little fingers clawing around his hideous body, trying to escape. Of course, he's not the kind of monster you wanted. He's not-
Underneath his heaving chest, your small human form lays limp. He considers whether you've already given up and accepted your fate, when he notices the perverted grin spread across your face. It seems he never considered the possibility of a true monster fucker.
"Well? What're you staring for," you say with impatience, gesturing for the beast to hurry up and fuck you already.
Is it too late to ask you out on a proper date?
Ahhh hell yeah, I'm adding this to the pinned.