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đ Â ~NSFW & Female!Reader
đ Â ~Kokushibo gives his beloved a lesson after her little escape attempt
đ Â ~Warnings: Yandere, Noncon, Blood kink, Dacryphilia, Size difference, Monster fucking, Double penetration,
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It had to have been hours since Kokushibo left you behind for his mission, and despite the pins and needles in your legs, you moved away from your spot and headed to the bathroom.
During the first few day since you were forcefully brought to this hellhole, you noticed that a small spot in the bathroom had a weak spot, scraping the weak spot every time Kokushibo left in hopes it one day broke and you could ran away.
Lowering yourself down to your knees and turning towards the weak spot, which already had the smallest hole from all the times you scraped at it.
After a while a hole big enough for your arm to fit through formed, you stuck your arm out and moved it around, not caring when a few cuts bled on your arm.
Finally, you made the weak spot big enough for you to escape, finally after all the months here, you can leave and return to your family.
You did understand why that monster was so obsessed with you, during you stay with him, he had revealed that you were a resurrection of a past lover of his.
It didnât matter who you were in the past or who you were to him back than, this is a new life and he had to move on.
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Here's a shower thought:
My favorite Yandere! FNAF 2 plot is you knowing The Withereds before they became what they are. (I've been playing FNAF 2 lately)
When you were younger you recall visiting Freddy Fazbear's pizza.
You sang along to the band and felt like you were going on adventures at Pirate's Cove.
You felt like a kid there... they felt like your friends!
In fact... all four saw you as their best bud and pal.
Freddy sang to you, Bonnie played songs on his guitar to you, Chica cooked for you, and Foxy played into your imagination.
You had fun... but soon you grew up... and they were scrapped.
That is until you happened to take the nightshift during FNAF 2.
Maybe you took it for nostalgia. Either way, you still need the money.
On Night 2 you see signs of the Withereds, such as a familiar red fox in the hallway.
During Night 3 is where things really kick up.
One by one the original gang start to recognize you.
You're their best friend... their best bud... you've come back to play!
The four would never want to hurt you.
They only want to play!
However... they don't want to lose you again, either.
Surely you won't mind playing again... forever?
(Thoughts, lol?)
Douma, KKokushibo, and Rengoku having to take care of their s/o that got hit by a blood demon art turning them to a toddler/child? (depending on how chaotic you want it to be oop-)
Oooh! This one is really cute! Iâll definitely do this one! Oh god, this idea is so chaotic and I just loooovvee it~!
Douma
Good lord. No, donât leave him with a toddler, he will end up traumatising them with how little of a filter he hasâ
Douma will immediately have his cult followers care for you once he brings you back to the Eternal Paradise, all those women know the depth of caring for a tiny toddler but he always watches over you. Both out of a sense of overprotectiveness and a sense of curiosity, your current state is so interesting and bizarre
Douma doesnât understand how to take care of children and doesnât know of any boundaries to set with a toddler. Why do you mean he canât show you a beating heart?! Donât you kids like that?! He does understand that you like cuddles and he loves cuddling you
Overall, Douma really loves how cute you are as a toddler-like demon, laying in his lap peacefully and he prays every night that the Demon Blood Art you got hit by wonât fade away anytime soon
Kokushibo
Kokushibo has no clue how to care for a child but he is gentle and quiet and protective so when you change into toddler-like before him, he picks you up and brings you out of danger of the slayers
Kokushibo directly begins to read books on toddler care so he can look after you as much as he possibly can before you return to normal. He canât stand the idea of leaving you alone and your crying makes him run
Kokushibo wants you back to normal but he doesnât really mind the current situation as much as he thought he would. He thought heâd be so annoyed but he isnât, he enjoys carrying you form place to place and hearing your happy coos
Rengoku Kyojuro
Kyojuro is like the king of general care; sibling, parent or baby, he knows his stuff and once you plop to the ground and bawl at the pain, he is speeding over to you and fending off the demon to bolt home to safety. His precious, as a adult or as a toddler, he wonât let anything hurt you
Kyojuro, with the assistance of younger brother Senjuro, sacrifices his sleep and routine to take care of you until youâre back to normal. You need his attention 24/7 and he will take you everywhere he goes, so youâll be safe. He will exercise with you in his arm, he will eat with you in his lap, he will enter the markets with you strapped to his chest
Kyojuro does want you to become a adult again, you donât belong being a toddler but he is definitely not against with babying such a adorable toddler like you. Heâll teach you how to walk and teach you how to say his name, as attempts to boost in the Blood Demon Art to fade away
these skins are so Ugly but is ok because its Shelly and Astro
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Pride. Â
It had been Voxâs anchor through every storm, the bedrock upon which he rebuilt his empire time and time again. When everything else failed â fame, wealth, power â his pride would always remain. It was his impenetrable shield against defeat; it was his sharpened sword in the face of adversity. Â
Pride goes before a fall? Â
To that, Vox would laugh in mockery. Â
In life, in damnation, where everything else â his mind, his body, even his treacherous heart â crumbled to dust, his pride would endure, unwavering and indomitable. He would sooner die than surrender it. Â
Despite Voxâs resolve, he had once again succumbed to his damn weakness, his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. Memories flooded back, warning him of the same path he was about to tread once again.Â
Moments of shameful releases played in a loop. Â
Moments where he had sobbed and vowed to never repeat. Â
Moments where that fucking old-timey radio prickâs name rested on his tongue while his hand was coated in his sticky release. Â
He had promised, sworn, that he would never sacrifice his pride for a fleeting moment of hollow pleasure. Â
But today, surrounded by the evidence of his obsession with her, he found himself once more in the mercy of his desire, his resolve crumbling like the ashes of his once glorious empire. Â
Vox knelt there in supplication, head bowed, clutching his cock like a goddamn lifeline. He realized with a sinking heart that his pride had been the first casualty in this war. The war he waged against her, against himself, against the very fucking essence of who he thought he was. Â
He should just find Val and fuck him senseless, let out all the pent-up frustration in a mindless, carnal release. But as he made up his mind, his eyes drifted back to the picture she had sent him. Her playful little smirk pulled him back as a prisoner of his obsession. Â
His hand moved almost to its accord, slowly, gently stroking up and down his strained cock. He hissed in relief, the tension easing slightly with each stroke, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought to maintain control. Â
Closing his eyes, he felt like a drug-addled addict, convincing himself that just one more hit would be enough.Â
âJust one more,â he whispered. âOne more stroke, and Iâll fucking stop.âÂ
With each repetition of the motion, his supposed impenetrable fortress that housed his resolve chipped away. One, two, three breaths â his hand moved once, twice, thrice, and he moaned, the sound torn from his throat as he succumbed to the pleasure. The sensation was overwhelming, consuming him whole. Â
âFuck,â he groaned. âThisâŚfeels real fucking good.âÂ
Vox had a terabyte worth of images and videos of her stored in his internal hard drive. A digital shrine he had created to self-flagellate himself as he reminded himself that he shouldnât and didnât want her.Â
Every day, he fought the temptation to give in, to fuck himself with his hand while he pulled up images and videos of her â let the very image of her sear into his mind.
But he had resisted.
Always. Â
Instead, he channelled his frustration into writing her emails filled with hate and vitriol. Some days, when the want, the desire reached to unbearable heights, he would write to her about how much he despised her, how much he didnât want her, how much he didnât think of her. Â
It never helped. It never fucking did. But it became a ritual, a futile attempt to reclaim what little dignity remained within him. Â
A pathetic whimper escaped him as he forced his hand off his weeping cock, denying himself the release he so desperately craved. The photo slipped from his claws, fluttering to the floor as he pressed both hands against the ground, panting heavily. Â
Pride. Â
That was all he had left. Â
Everything else could be rebuilt from the ashes, but without his pride, he was nothing. Heâd be damned if he let another fucking soul strip that away from him. Â
Vox glared at the photo; its edges crumpled from his desperate grip. It taunted him with her sweet yet mocking smile. âFuck you,â he said in vain, knowing she didnât give two shits of what she was doing to an Overlord â to him. Â
It was then that he noticed another small scrap of paper, or rather a business card, among the shredded pieces of the package he mustâve missed. Despite doing nothing today, his body felt like it had just run a marathon. His hand trembled as he grunted, forcing himself to stretch his arm to grab the card. Â
Whatever restraint he had completely shattered once he read the words on it. âFucking, fuck, fuck,â he cursed out loud, his voice a mix of rage and despair. âDamn you, damn you to fucking hell,â his whine blended with a shameful moan as his hand went back to clutching his throbbing cock. Â
The business card read:Â
Vox couldnât believe this fucking bitch had made a custom order of her own fucking cunt and sent it to him. God, that fucking whore. He cursed her and praised her depravity in a single breath as his eyes fell back to the fleshlight â her gift to him. Â
It was the same colour as her skin. Â
God fucking dammit. Â
He hated her. He wanted her. His emotions swirled in a chaotic storm, tearing at his sanity. His hand moved on its own, gripping the fleshlight with a desperate intensity. It was soft, warm, and he could almost imagine it was her. Â
The tip of his claw traced the lips of the synthetic pussy, and he inserted one finger in. He shuddered as he felt his finger enveloped by the soft, wet, plush walls. He had never used a fleshlight before, believing his hand or Valâs ass was good enough. Â
His teeth gnashed together, trying to force the words back, but before he could swallow them down, he blurted out his thoughts. âFuck you,â he hissed as he inserted a second finger. âYouâre thinking quite highly of yourself, huh?â He started to fuck his fingers in and out of the fleshlight, relishing the way the walls seemed to tighten, as if not wanting to let go.Â
âYou think your cunt is this tight?â Vox let out a dark chuckle, recalling how three years ago, there was a huge scandal where sex tapes of her fucking some no-name guys were released on the net. His fingers withdrew from the fleshlight, dripping with its artificial juices, and he traced the lips of her pussy with the head of his cock. Â
The very thought of her, the memory of those tapes, the sight of her in that bikini â all of it drove him to the brink of madness. His breath was ragged, a mix of anger and arousal shrouding his mind. Â
He hated her. Â
He wanted her. Â
She tore him apart. Â
When that sex scandal broke out and plastered her face all over every platform on social media, Vox felt a rush of vindictive joy. This bitch, who had been a thorn in his side for so long, was finally going down. Instead of gloating in another email to her, he offered her a deal. Â
He wrote to her that day as Anonymous666, every word dripping with cocksure smugness, suggesting that if she begged him and admitted on her next video that VoxTek was the greatest, he would help her make the whole scandal go away.Â
That bitch never fucking responded. Â
She never responded to any of his emails. Â
Instead of trying to take down the sex video and paying a company to manage her reputation, she hired a small independent programming firm to create a fucking app called âOnlySinners.â On that app, users could create accounts to post exclusive photos and videos of themselves. It quickly became popular among influencers, promising exclusive content for their fans. This so-called exclusive content was all sexual in nature.
Honestly, it was much worse than porn in terms of quality and content.
Furthermore, fans had to pay a monthly subscription to view the posts. There were also different tier systems, allowing fans to get different benefits such as a chance to converse with their idol depending on how much they were willing to pay. Â
Because of her, the porn sector of his company took a huge hit that year. He managed to convince the shareholders of OnlySinners to sell their stocks to VoxTek, so she and he became co-owners. But before their first OnlySinners company meeting, she offered to sell the rest of her stocks to VoxTek and his assistant purchased it. Â
Vox inserted the tip of his cock inside the fleshlight and moaned obscenely. Fuck, this was amazing.Â
She was amazing. Â
Why couldnât she have contacted him to create the OnlySinners app? He had the resources, the power, the connections. They couldâve been filthy rich together. He pulled the fleshlight off, teasing himself as he panted loudly. Â
Why did she sell the rest of her stocks instead of co-owning the company together? He inserted the tip of his cock again before pulling out, repeating it again and again. Â
She was such a fucking tease. Â
Vox had hacked her OnlySinners account out of curiosity and nearly choked when he saw she earned a whopping thirteen figures in the first year of launching that app on the income from subscription alone. She only uploaded five fucking thirty-second clips of her getting railed by other VoxTubers, and yet she was able to earn so much. Â
Whatâs worse was that the quality of the videos was shit, and he couldnât see her tits or ass. All he could hear was her sinful moans and the sound of skin slapping together.Â
Yet, Vox paid to be her one and only loyal, âsupremeâ fan. She made an absurd tier costing $250,000 a month, and he still hasnât cancelled despite her account clearly being inactive. In fact, the rest of her so-called fans stopped paying a monthly premium due to the lack of content.  Â
âWhy didnât you come to me?â Vox whispered, his voice breaking from another moan ripping through him as he sank halfway into her tight, dripping cunt. âWe couldâve been unstoppable together.âÂ
Inserting himself deeper into the fleshlight, he imagined her smirking at him, taunting him with those dark, smoky eyes. âDonât fucking kid yourself,â he thrust harder, his breath hitching with each movement. Â
As he fully sheathed the fleshlight on his cock, taking it all the way to the base, Vox groaned, âOh, fuuuuck.â His voice glitched, and his head tweaked from the overwhelming sensation of her tight, simulated pussy gripping his hardened, dripping cock. If he pulled out, he might come. Â
Holy fuck, was he seriously going to come after one fucking full stroke?Â
âI always knew you were a one-pump chump,â a voice, a familiar, and taunting voice, echoed in his head. âYou should be thanking me for giving you this.â She giggled, and Voxâs vision momentarily blacked out as images of that damn woman flashed before his eyes.Â
âHow dare you drop my photo on your filthy floor? Donât you know you hold the only copy of that photo in existence?â She whispered, her voice caressing and electrifying every nerve, every circuit that made him who he was. Â
As his vision returned to the small, dimly lit room, surrounded by her sex toys, filled with the scent of his arousal, he quickly reached for the photo she had sent. He could still hear her voice in the back of his mind. âYou should feel special,â she whispered, a seductive undertone drenching her words. Â
Voxâs hand gripped the fleshlight tighter, his claws digging into the sides, and he felt his cock hardening even more under his touch and the sensation of her simulated cunt. He dragged his cock out of the plush, wet pocket, his breath heavy as he fought to control himself, trying not to spill his seed inside it. He wanted this to last. He wanted this moment to last, to drown in this euphoria, to lose himself in this sensation of pleasure. Â
He wanted to muffle the scream of shame that threatened to short-circuit him. Â
Holding the fleshlight just above the tip of his cock, he thrust his hips upward, entering her once more. He held the photo up, forcing his head to look up â to look up at her. He slowly fucked the toy, pretending she was on top of him, imagining taking her slowly, letting her feel every inch of him. Â
âD-does it feel good?â Vox asked her. Of course, the photo of her remained still, her lips â her smirk â unmoving. A familiar feeling of his chest being flayed open coursed through him. Â
In the quiet space, where it was only him, away from the paparazzi, away from the need to maintain a perfect image for society, he was back in the body of an upstart entrepreneur â a body of a scrappy nobody. Â
Vox was back to being the man who had groveled and begged the investors to take a chance on him. To believe in him. He had withstood the mockery and the laughter as he swallowed his pride again and again. Â
âCan IâŚâ he gasped, as his hips started to pump in and out quicker and quicker, the lewd sound of his cock thrusting into the lubricated toy squelched and filled the air. âCan IâŚcome?â he groaned, his head falling forward, his ass up in the air before he thrust mindlessly into the toy with reckless abandon. Â
The pleasure built with each thrust, a fevered pitch that ate away his mind. He clung to the photo; it kept him tethered to the fantasy of an alternate reality where he had her â where she wanted him. Â
âPlease,â he whimpered, his voice breaking, a plea to the silent room. âPlease let me come.âÂ
Voxâs pace became frantic, his strokes wild and uncontrolled. The tight, wet embrace of the fleshlight, the image of her teasing smile, the imagined feel of her beneath him â âFuck, fuck, fuck, Iâm gonna fuckinââŚâ his words were lost to the sound of his filthy moans and the wet slaps of his hips against the toy. Â
His vision blanked with a final, desperate thrust as he released everything he had within him. âAh, fuuuuck,â he groaned as he slowed his pace, rocking his hips against the toy, wringing his cock dry. Â
Once Vox controlled his heavy breath, he slowly collapsed to the floor and rolled onto his back. He stared down at his limp cock, wearing the fleshlight like a sleeve. As the high faded, and the evidence of his broken restraint leaked out from the toy and drenched the front placket of his pants, the all-too familiar sensation of shame settled on his chest. Â
His chest rose and fell with the aftermath of his exertion, his breath still heavy and laboured. As if he had woken up from a fever dream, he looked around the room. The shelves were lined with her toys, each one a reminder of his obsession and the depth of his humiliation. The business card, the photo, her message, the custom fleshlight â all of it ridiculed him. Â
Vox pressed his palms against his eyes. The cold floor seeped into his sweat-soaked back; he felt the weight of his insignificance. For all his power and wealth, he still saw himself as his scrappy, pathetic self, groveling to other men that were born into a higher status. Â
He enjoyed sex for what it was. It brought him a moment of pleasure. But the price was always too fucking high to pay, for at this moment when his mind retained clarity, his heart was out in the open once more. Â
Once again, he was back in the void, a cavernous cold space where a sense of emptiness gnawed his very soul. Â
Once again, he felt a pain in his chest that he could never seem to fucking name. Â
Once again, he had sacrificed his pride for a fleeting moment of hollow pleasure.Â
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"How the main 3 upper moons put you to bed"
KOKUSHIBO
Kokushibo sat in his dojo, sighing softly. After a few minutes, he heard the shoji door being pushed open he knew it was you he could tell by your scent than hearing the soft pityer patter of your feet coming towards him, you sat next to him "Hey Koku" You said softly turning towards him with a tired smile "Your tired.. Go to bed." Kokushibo said sternly, "But I can't fall asleep!" You whined out, pouting while looking at him, his hand wrapping around your wrist and pulling you down your head, laying on his thigh and his hand going to softly pet through your hair "Quit your whining and go to bed." He said sternly after a while of his hand softly stroking through your hair slowly lulled you into sleep soft sighs, leaving your lips as you slept.
DOUMA
You softly knocked on Douma's door hearing a cheerful. "Come in!" From Douma, you slid the shoji door stepping into his room and bowing to Lord Douma. "I'm sorry to disrupt you, Lord Douma.. I've been having trouble falling asleep and wanted to see if you had any suggestions that could help me sleep.." You mumbled out, looking at him. Hopefully, Douma grinned. "Oh~ Troubles sleeping, huh?" He said calmly before patting his lap. "Come here!" He said confidently you slowly stepped towards him. He pulled you onto his lap. Once you were in reach, you felt small compared to him, and his hand slowly started petting through your hair in a calming manner, making you blink your eyes sleepily as you felt calmer "Oh~ Starting to get sleepy now huh?" He said, grinning as he continued to softly pet through your hair, his other hand moving to softly rub your back after awhile you shut your eyes falling asleep.
AKAZA
You would walk into his room poking his side. "Akaza.." You mumbled Akaza, sitting up looking at you. "Hm?.. Something the matter Y/N?.." He mumbled. "Can't sleep.." You mumbled, hugging him tightly face pressing into his shoulder as you nuzzled into him lightly, Akaza wrapped his arms around you, pulling you down towards him so you laid down right next to each other. Akaza slowly stroked your hair as he held you close. Soon realizing you fell asleep in his arms.
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"There wasn't ever a person I couldn't please in bed" with Douma and a very shy reader (thank you!)
You were sitting in Douma's lap in the room where his followers normally came to seek his wisdom. His followers were waiting outside the room for him to "get ready" but he was just spending time playing with his adorable little partner.
"Ngh..Douma..." You whimpered as Douma sucked on your neck while his long slender fingers caressed your thighs. "Shh darling~" he whispered into your ear pulling away from your neck. "My followers will hear~" He said slowly taking your clothes off so he could play with you down there. You just gasped at Douma's sudden movements. You hoped that nobody would get impatient and come in to see their god fingering his partner but then again Douma would just kill anyone who dared interrupt this precious time with his beloved. Douma told his followers that he would be done getting ready in 10 minutes and it's already been 5 minutes since he had said that so you were starting to get a bit nervous.
And almost like he could read your thoughts Douma said "What? worried I can't make you cum in 5 minutes?" Before you could respond he said "Darling you of all people should know there wasn't ever a person I couldn't please in bed, Even in five minutes." His pretty eyes smiled at you. There was something so comforting about the way he smiled at you. Every smile he gave you was filled with warmth and comfort even during times like this.
Douma sat up pulling himself away from you and took off his clothes. "Ride me" he commanded. You did as you were told and lowered yourself onto him. Douma looked at you in awe as he watched you take him so well. Douma just thought you were absolutely adorable. He couldn't get enough of how you tried to hold back your moans as you rid him. He let out a couple grunts but nothing too loud "Darling you're going awfully slow.." He said as he put his hands on your hips.
You screamed in pleasure as he slammed you back onto his cock. Douma grunted when he heard your cry of pleasure. Douma pinned you to the ground still staying inside of you and started to move at his own pace he slammed his cock in and out of you. Your mind was going blank all you could hear were your cries of pleasure mixed with Douma's grunts and whines. You were sure his followers could hear you but you didn't care you were in so much pleasure right now it was hard to care about anything else other than Douma.
Your body shuddered as a wave of pleasure washed over you. Douma smirked he could tell you were close. "Inside..." You moaned. Douma's grip on you tightened as you came on his cock and not much longer he came inside you. Your eyes were growing heavy and your mind was so blurry you couldn't hear anything Douma said but you could feel him kissing your forehead.
Douma quickly got dressed as he noticed it was only one minute until the 5 minutes were up. After Douma finished getting dressed he put your clothes back on and laid your sleeping figure on his lap. And before he could kiss you goodnight he heard followers entering the room.
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Hello! Can I request some scenarios with yandere! Uppermoons (+ Hantenguâs clones)(separate) where reader whoâs well behaved and asks them if she can take a walk by herself outside? The demons think sheâs planning an escape so they secretly stalk her only to she her just gathering flowers to decorate the hideout/infinity castle with. (Maybe she notices them and just says; âPretty arenât they?â Idk-) I apologize if this is too many characters!
Yandere! Uppermoons x behaved fem reader!
(I did all of the uppermoons except for Daki, Gyutaro, and Gyokko because I donât know how to write them) (Sorry if some of them donât sound that yandere like) Warnings: swearing, sexual themes (Karaku), one mention of a cult (Douma), one mention of the words âgood girlâ (Karaku)
Kokushibo
He will not like this idea one bit
Since your so well behaved though he will let you go outside just to see if he can still trust you
When you go a little far he will watch you from afar seeing if you try to run
But when he sees you playing in and looking at flowers he is in shock
Why donât you try to run? Maybe you do really love him? What if itâs a trick?
All of those possibilities were going through his head
But when you saw him and waved with the biggest smile on your face he just melted on the inside
He really chose the right person
Douma
He will say yes to see if you end up playing a game of cat and mouse
He loves chasing you then punishing you after
But he hasnât needed to punish you in so long due to your well behavior
He wants to see if it was a trick the whole time so he takes you outside holding your hand and tells you not to go far
WellâŚâŚyou went a little far but you made sure you could get back and he could find you
He would be following you the whole time waiting until he can catch you and scare you
But when he hears you giggling at a rabbit you found heâs in awe
When you went back the way you came and back to the cult house he was so proud
Now you get to go outside more sue to how loyal you proved you are
Now you can escape much easier
Akaza
In that moment he almost snapped at you saying no once you asked but he stopped himself
This would be a good time to test your loyalty
Wouldnât it?
He let you go outside and saw how happy you were to be in the out doors finally after so many years
He really didnât want you to be alone due to the fact you might run and he didnât want to deal with that today
But he left you alone
He was really watching you from a tree but whatâs the difference
Once you started making a flower crown he was surprised and proud at the same time
You knew he was in the tree so you looked at him in the eyes, smiled, and said âthank youâ
He knew he could trust you more now
Get out of there
Sekido
He will look at you like you have lost your fucking mind
But he ends up letting you go outside because he felt like it
You were well behaved and listened to everything he said so he had a little bit of hope that you wouldnât run away because he doesnât wanna deal with that shit
He will follow you and if you start to run away you will get electrocuted and back to square one when you were first kidnapped
When you stop walking and sit by a tree and just look up at the stars heâs surprised but thankful omg he isnât angry for once
You ended up falling asleep on the tree so he picked you up and carried you back home
You just earned more of his trust
Karaku
He wonât be surprised that you wanted to go outside
Since you have been a good girl he will allow you to go outside and have fun
He warned you that if you ran off to far that there would be punishments
He followed you of course but you didnât know he was there
You were playing in a flower field just dancing with the smile he loved so much
He was thinking about how much he wanted to fuck you those flowers loves you
Hearing your happy voice made him happy so now it is a daily routine for him to let you go outside (at night of course we canât have you running away now)
He fucked you in the flowers because he couldnât resist
Aizetsu
He would be very scared to let you go outside
But you have been very sweet and kind to him for a while now after your kidnapping
He let you go in the backyard of the little house in the woods and watched you from the window
You were sitting there staring at the stars kicking you feet back and forth
You knew he was watching you from the window so you waved your hand for him to come outside
He was slightly happy that you were asking him to do such a thing
He was so happy with how obedient you have become
Urogi (I am obsessed with his voice)
Urogi already takes you outside to fly with him
He will always hold you close so you canât move much
But one night you wanted to go aloneâŚ.
Urogi didnât like that much
He thought you were going to try to leave him
He allowed you to only because of how good you have been lately
He followed you though making sure you pulled no tricks
He was very upset and mad that you wanted to go alone
He became more possessive because of that
Wheres ur head at at wheres ur head at
Started as just silly Akaza, turned out to be the whole gang
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