Sub AU + Bruises + Reiji + NSFW~ (you mentioned a while back that Reiji was a fan of corporeal punishment in this AU, and I’d love to see it <3)

10. Bruises

And I enjoyed writing it, anon~ >:Dc Again, I feel like this is something that I could go into a lot more depth on, and someday, maybe I’ll do a full length something explaining the nuances behind Reiji’s thought process here…

Ah well. For now, this is just vaguely nsfw bonding time for him and Reader. ^^

Warnings for corporal punishment, obviously, as well as implied child abuse and other DL typical nastiness.

“Hold still, now. We’re going to do ten this time, alright?”

“Understood.” Reiji’s voice doesn’t shake a bit, even as he’s bent over his own bed, about to be beaten. You’re the one who feels unsure.

Even so, you swing the belt just like he showed you, wincing only a little bit at the crack of leather on bare skin, the sight of red blossoming under where your hit had landed. Reiji had insisted that he wanted this, wanted the pain, and you’re determined to do what he needs.

“One.” You’re going to go slow. Not only because you need it, but because you’re well aware that the anticipation will get under his skin.

The next two strikes land in quick succession, and you catch the first whisper of a flinch from Reiji. Vampire resilience or not, you’re hitting with as much strength as you can muster, and it has to hurt.

The skin of his thighs is already going a dark, bruised looking red. You swallow your worry, and count off both hits, just as you agreed.

Reiji takes number four with the same poise, only slightly tensing under the pain. You bite your lip. He had insisted that he wanted this to hurt. For number five, you put even more power into the strike, and are rewarded with a sweet little yelp escaping from his throat. That’s more like it, you think, and count off those two strikes as well.

Six lands directly on top of a previous hit, and you force yourself to ignore the trickle of blood that oozes from the broken skin that results. Reiji has a safeword for a reason. He can stop this at any time.

“Six.” You don’t miss the way he shivers at your stern tone.

Seven leaves another red, angry bruise behind, staining the pale skin of Reiji’s thighs with crimson. You’re hitting more than hard enough to do real damage to a human, but the most response you get is another yelp.

Eight draws out a third little sound, this time coupled with a short, gasping breath. Reiji ducks his head and shakes, but you don’t falter.

“You’re doing good, you know,” you say, right before landing the next strike, the strongest one yet, and Reiji actually moans. It’s the most reaction you’ve gotten out of him, and you dare a smile. It’s not so bad, when you can tell that he’s enjoying it like this.

The final strike lands across the sensitive curve of Reiji’s thighs with a resounding snap. As soon as “ten” leaves your mouth, Reiji goes limp.

You’re sitting on the bed next to him in an instant, rubbing his back and running fingers through his hair. His thighs are a mess of blood and fresh bruises, and despite the way that he’s shivering almost painfully, the way he looks up at you is nothing short of worshipful.

The most you know about Reiji’s… interest in being beaten is that it was a common occurrence in his childhood, that the closest to affection his mother ever treated him with was after beating him bloody.

This, you think, is a much better way to fill that need.

The s m t boys react to their s/o being a yandere? How would they react to a yandere s/o who would kill anyone that takes the vampire’s attention from her and a yandere s/o who kill the vampires to ensure they will be with her forever? (basically two different kinds of yandere)

( ●｀▽´● ) Since this would have gotten long otherwise, I went with just the “kill anyone else” type!

Shuu:

-It’s amusing that you’re so obsessed with him, and he doesn’t really do anything to stop you. Prey that practically throws itself at his feet means that he has to do a lot less work, after all. The obsession is entirely one-sided, though, and he does nothing to get any closer to you.

Reiji:

-That kind of behavior is far from proper, and he’ll put a stop to it early. You should be firmly under his control, not striking off on your own to do whatever you please, and he wont put up with your disobedience. The killing doesn’t bother him so much as the fact that you’re acting on your own.

Ayato:

-He thinks it’s more funny than anything at first, especially if he gets to see you do something violent. He will get mildly creeped out once the behavior doesn’t stop, but so long as you make sure he feels like it’s only because you think so highly of him, there’s a good chance he’ll let it continue.

Kanato:

-While he is against the idea of you doing anything on your own, that kind of obsession is exactly the thing he’d interpret as love. Your relationship will become one that feeds off of each other, and, likely, both his and your violent tendencies will only increase as they please the other.

Laito:

-Well, killing is a vampire’s way of showing love… He’s pleased that you’re so passionate about him, and, as long as you entertain him with your actions, will encourage them. He’s likely to find ways to manipulate you even further, twisting your violent tendencies in a way that benefits him.

Subaru:

-Despite how violent he tends to be, he doesn’t like you being so vicious. It’s amusing for a little bit, but gets old quick, and he’ll try to force you to stop if you don’t take the hint. He wouldn’t have expected a human to be so violent in the first place, especially not over someone like him

Ruki:

-He doesn’t appreciate you acting on your own, especially not in a way that will cause him so much trouble, and attempts to correct the behavior as quickly as possible. He won’t tolerate you acting out, and, even though the specifics of what you’re doing don’t bother him too much, the initiative does.

Kou:

-He wouldn’t care too much, if it wasn’t for his life as an idol. If anything like that gets out, it would be bad for his career, so you can’t be allowed to do those things. He wouldn’t care about the killing other than that, though, and might even find a way to manipulate you through it.

Yuuma:

-He actually finds it pretty funny that you’re willing to go to such lengths for him, and doesn’t have any problems with your killing. As long as you’re still properly his prey, it doesn’t hurt him if you get a little violent. And anyway, your dedication to someone who’s done nothing but hurt you.

Azusa:

-As one would expect, he’s nothing but pleased that you care about him so much. The only part of what you do that really bothers him is that you could be hurting him instead. He doesn’t see any problem with you killing other people to please him, and actually takes it as a sign of affection.

Carla:

-Again, you acting on your own is the biggest problem he has with the situation. It’s not becoming of his partner for you to do such things, and he’ll be against your killing if only because it would reflect badly upon him. He’ll have a harsh punishment waiting if you do anything that displeases him, of course.

Shin:

-He actually finds the killing to be pretty amusing, and allows you to get away with it so long as you don’t cause him any problems. As violent as he is, he has little problem with you hurting people, and actually might be amused that you’re willing to go to such lengths for his sake.

How would human sakamakis boys (and maybe Azusa) react to human reader telling them to kneel? Nothing sexual, just as humiliation

Щ(･｀ω´･Щ)

Shuu:

-He’s displeased that he has to get up and move, but doesn’t bother arguing with you. He’s a little bitter about being made to kneel, but, and he’d never admit this, it doesn’t feel too bad to be at your feet.

Reiji:

-He’s somewhere between furious and humiliated that you want him to do something like that, but if he has no choice, will comply. He’ll probably try to find some way to take control of the situation even then.

Ayato:

-He argues and pouts about it for a good few minutes, but will eventually comply. He’s bratty even once he’s kneeling, trying to find some way to insult you for making him do something so embarrassing.

Kanato:

-How dare you treat him like this! Expect a shouting fit and some tears, before he finally gives up and complies. Once he’s on his knees, though, you might notice that he seems to be a little bit flustered…

Laito:

-It barely even has to be said that he’s going to make something sexual out of it. Teasing you about exactly why you’d want him to do something like that is how he keeps control of the situation, if even a little bit

Subaru:

-From the very suggestion, he goes painfully red. It’s downright humiliating to be on his knees in front of you, and even if… that’s… not entirely a bad feeling, there’s no way he’d ever want you to know that.

Azusa:

-While a bit confused as to why you’d want him to, he’ll happily do almost anything you ask of him. However, there’s a good chance he’ll interpret the kneeling as a sign that you’re about to do something to hurt him.

Drowning prompt please for Whumptober (I think that’s what it’s called..?)! If you could do a reader insert where the reader throws Ayato into the mansion’s pool in what’s meant to be a minor punishment, and doesn’t realise until he sinks that he can’t swim, so they have to save him (I’ve just always had a headcanon for the Human! au that the triplets can’t swim). Thanks so much Mawile <3

Can you do drowning with Ayato please? – Zera ❤️ Anon

Done! ( ﾟ▽ﾟ)/ It was actually difficult to keep this short. This is an idea that I feel like I could get out a couple thousand words on, but for the sake of this prompt, I kept it short. Maybe I’ll revisit it and write something longer someday…

“Quit complaining. You’re being noisy, and it’s annoying,” you growl from where your fangs are buried in Ayato’s neck. He’s been whining since you started, trying pathetically to shove you away from him.

“It hurts!” he yelps in response, struggling to sound angry. “Get off of me! You can’t treat me like this!” New prey always has some room to learn, and you do try to go easier on the humans who haven’t realized just how futile their struggles are, but this is just irritating.

Ayato shoves you again, hands catching on your shoulders and pushing hard. His face is red with pain and exertion, and those pretty green eyes are deliciously wide. You think that you might still go easy on him.

“Fii~ine,” you say, drawing out the word in in a sing-song tone. “If you don’t want me to bite you, we can do something else.”

There’s a flash of relief across Ayato’s face, but he just as quickly covers it up with arrogance. You want to see that pride shatter, replaced with the kind of fear humans like him should be showing you.

When you pull back, Ayato’s posture slumps ever so slightly. He’s tense when you’re close to him, you think with delight. How entertaining. You already know what you’re going to do with him next, and it’s easy to slip behind him, scooping him up just enough to teleport to where your next bit of fun will be, laughing as Ayato squeaks at the sudden movement.

He looks around frantically, like he can’t understand how he changed rooms so quickly. Like he hasn’t seen you teleport before. When he finally takes in where he’s at, an adorable look of confusion settles over his features, making him look all the more like a pouty child.

You’re beside your mansion’s indoor pool; a dark room with low light and dark tile. The water laps at the edges of the pool, and Ayato eyes it with something that seems almost uncomfortable.

“The fuck is this…?” Ayato mutters, sounding half nervous and half unsure. You just smile again, placing your hands on his shoulders.

“I told you; if you don’t want me to bite you, we’ll do something else. And judging from your attitude, I think you could stand to cool off.” There’s a flicker of terror in Ayato’s eyes, but it’s too late.

From behind him, you give a rough shove, and with a splash, he’s in the water. You laugh delightedly. Maybe this will teach him to have some more respect for the creature that could kill him in a second.

But instead of popping up, wet and offended, like you’d expected, Ayato surfaces in a flurry of panic. He’s struggling, clawing at the water like he thinks such frantic motions will keep him up.

It occurs to you, suddenly, that he doesn’t know how to swim.

And well, it’s not like you want your prey to die.

You haul Ayato out of the water as easily as you can with him kicking like that, annoyed that you had to jump in after him and get wet. As soon as he’s on solid ground, he collapses, hacking up water and coughing like he’s dying, shivering so hard you can see it. You sit beside him until the coughing subsides, until he seems a little calmer, then speak up.

“So you can’t swim, hm?” Ayato flinches. “That’s what I thought. What a troublesome human, making me save you like that. I think you should beg me for forgiveness,” you say, voice harsh and irritated.

He’s looking at you with nothing short of terror, still shaking pitifully. You think that this might have been a better punishment than you expected.

how about a mix of the “manhandling” and “restraints” prompt with Ruki? Specifically I’m thinking bondage and someone getting choked out…. (I know you get a lot of requests for human au so you can decide who’s on the receiving end here)

15. Manhandling

25. Restraints

I honestly never get tired of Human Au (or Sub Au) so that’s what this is! However, it’s MASSIVELY FUCKED UP. (*・～・*) I made this one very, very mean. Triggers include abuse, violence, choking, sick relationships, mild blood, and just so, so much nastiness. Please read carefully.

It was so, so easy for you to overpower him. Even smaller than him, you were so much stronger, and every time you forced his wrists above his head with more strength than you should possibly have, Ruki felt sick.

Even worse was how the manhandling made his stomach feel hot and tight, coiling with something dangerously close to terrified arousal.

This time, though, you didn’t stop at grabbing his wrists. Your mouth was at his neck, biting wound after painful wound into the pale, soft skin, leaving a trail of stinging pain from his jaw to his collarbone. As usual, he was forced to the floor, hands pinned above his head like it was nothing for you, back pressed bruisingly against the hard, wooden floor.

“You taste so good when you’re afraid of me,” you moaned, digging your fangs in even deeper. Ruki fought back a pathetic yelp.

The room you were in was almost making him sicker than the abuse. It appeared to be your personal torture room. The walls were lined with wicked looking instruments, from blades to chains to glorified pliers.

It didn’t come as a surprise when the cuffs snapped closed around his wrists, cold metal biting into tender skin as he struggled.

“Y-You won’t–” was all Ruki got out, though, before you were pulling away, slamming him against the floor hard enough to leave him breathless. The thought of ribs cracking flashed through Ruki’s mind as you forced him to his feet, hauling him up by the back of his shirt like he was a child.

The cuffs looped over a hook dangling from the ceiling, and Ruki was left stretched up on tip-toes, still fighting for air his chest wouldn’t let him take in, shoulders burning with pain from being stretched too far.

And then– then you were kissing him, roughly, with his own blood meeting his tongue. Your fangs digging little gashes into his lips.

Next, your hands at his throat.

Ruki’s heart leapt up into his chest, terror surging through him fresh and hot. He had no doubts that you could snap his neck in an instant. The pressure against his windpipe made him gag, gasping for air around the sudden block, and panicking all the more when he couldn’t get it. His heart was pounding, and he was already lightheaded.

The moment stretches into putty, Ruki’s perception of time going lopsided with terror. Your hands go tighter and tighter, and his head starts to pound with something that’s probably bad. Just as soon, you let go.

“I love you,” you sigh, breathless with excitement. Ruki coughs desperately, body heaving for air. “I’ll never, never let you go.”

You lean in, and Ruki flinches on instinct. He can’t breathe. He can’t form words. He can do nothing to fight back. “You’ll wear my bruises for days,” you croon. “I’ll never let them fade. You’ll be so pretty; marked up and bleeding for the one who owns you.”

The room is spinning, and Ruki’s head pounds with throbbing pulses of pain. He doesn’t dare to contradict you.

Could we have something similar to what you did with Kanato, but for Reiji? Like,,the reader comforting him after reducing him to a blushing,overstimulated mess If you’re not feeling like it it’s 100% ok too! (I love this au vv much, that you for giving us this p r ime Do-S fantasy)

I love this Au too~ >:Dc It’s so, so fun to write for, and I appreciate every request that y’all send in! Anyway, this is mostly fluff with just a lil bit of nsfw…

It wasn’t often that you got to see Reiji truly wrecked. He was too proud to allow you to witness any shameful side of him… no matter how much you both knew that he liked it.

Now was one of those rare times. After nearly an hour of teasing and three orgasms, you could finally say that he was relaxed.

And by relaxed, you meant very nearly a puddle on the bed.

Face flushed up to his ears, hair sweat-damp and sticking to his forehead in a mess he would have never consciously allowed, glasses long discarded and leaving you with a perfect view of his dazed, crimson eyes, Reiji was the exact kind of wrecked you liked to see him. Even his posture, normally so strict and sharp, had been reduced to an undignified sprawl.

The last of the aftershocks from his last climax were still making him shiver, and his softening cock was a delicious shade of red against his pale thighs. If you thought he had it in him, you’d have gone for another round.

“Th-That’s… enough…” Reiji stuttered, though. Even his voice was shaking, tone so much softer than you were used to from him.

On a whim, you leaned forwards, brushing Reii’s hair out of the way and pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Alright. We’re done. You did great, darling.” If he’d been any more coherent, Reiji wouldn’t have let himself appreciate the soothing tone and sappy pet name. Like this, though, he went half-limp, shivering all over again and leaning into your touch.

Poor thing really was starved for affection, when he let himself admit it. You pressed a series of soft little kisses down to Reiji’s cheek, just because you knew he needed the tenderness, and were met with a shaky arm wrapping itself around your waist, tugging you closer.

“We’ll cuddle for a little bit, but I know you’ll be grouchy if we don’t clean up soon,” you smile, easing yourself down to his chest.

Reiji hugs you almost too tightly, curling himself around you like he never wants to leave. He sighs, once, into your hair, and you pretend like you can’t feel his tears, overwhelmed as he is.

You’ve learned that he’s an easy crier when he’s being honest with himself. That’s just one piece of information that you feel honored to know.

Adjusting yourself a bit, you move one hand to Reiji’s back, stroking long, slow lines up and down the skin. He shudders, breathing sharply into your hair again, and you’re reminded yet again that he hasn’t had nearly enough positive contact in his life.

You’re going to have to get cleaned up soon. Everything right now is nice, but you know well that it’ll only be a few minutes before “nice” turns into “sticky and gross”. Neither you nor Reiji like that part.

For now, though, it’s easier to stay where you are, Reiji’s larger frame wrapped around you. It feels so easy to never let go.

I’m very happy to see someone whom I can share my favourite character with! I love the way you write about Carla, as he isn’t just an emotionless, cruel being with a hot voice. It kinda makes me sad to see him always be depicted like that, but I understand not everyone is familiar with his character. I love your blog! So, how would a Carla that’s in love with the reader react to her being very cold after sex, which is usually very passionate?

(*´∀`*) Thank you!! I love writing for Carla! He’s incredibly complex, and deserves only the most well-thought-out headcanoning!

-If Carla was genuinely in love with you, behavior like that would be concerning. Despite some of his… less than pleasant actions, he values his partner deep down, and wouldn’t like that you’re having such reaction after sex. He’d probably confront you over it, putting up a front of arrogance to hide the legitimate concern, and insist that you find some way to change. He’d want to fix things somehow, but can’t figure out a way to be sympathetic without breaking the kingly character he strives so hard to keep. In the end, he comes off as more forceful and displeased than worried.

human au Shu + Insomnia (basically Shu comforting his vampire s/o with bad insomnia, since I’ve had a really hard time sleeping lately…)

3. Insomnia

I hope this helps you sleep a little better, anon! o3o I made it cute, just for you

You’d never known Shuu to have a problem sleeping. By which you meant that you’d caught him asleep in a freezing bath before.

Vampires like yourself didn’t need to sleep anywhere near as much as humans did. You could go nights without rest with little ill effects, but of course, it was much more comfortable to sleep in a pattern similar to that of a human. And that was where your problem stood.

Sleep hadn’t come easily to you in years. Maybe that made you a bit cranky, or maybe tormenting the lazy prince charming of a human that had been sent to your mansion was just a little too fun. Either way, you’d spent more and more time seeking Shuu out to bully and tease.

He’d found out at some point that you just… didn’t sleep. At least, not until your body physically crashed. You didn’t exactly try to hide it.

You’d only been trying to bother him when you insisted that he teach you how to sleep like he did– everywhere and whenever he felt like it–, but he’d quickly taken the chance to avoid being bitten that night.

Now, Shuu laid across from you, already half asleep. His blue eyes were lidded, pale lashes casting shadows across his face in the low light, and his body slumped against your blankets in a relaxed sprawl. He hadn’t so much as bothered to kick off his shoes. You sort of felt like being offended, but you didn’t exactly have the mood to bite him for it.

“You have to relax,” he mumbled, turning his face until his voice was muffled by the sheets. “You won’t sleep like that.”

“Brave words,” you snapped back, but your voice lacked anything harsh. You were too tired to bother with punishing him for that. “I suppose you’re the expert on falling asleep by now?”

“Nah,” Shuu muttered after a moment. “I’ve just gotten used to it. Don’t have the energy to do anything else.” His hand lifted, reaching over to brush against yours. “I’m warmer than you, if you want to lay down a little closer. It’s not like I’m the one who bites.”

His voice was teasing, obviously trying to imply something lewd, but you ignored it. You rolled your eyes, but did exactly so, rearranging your body until you were mere inches away.

“I should make you cry for that,” you sigh, pressing your cold nose to the skin of Shuu’s neck just to feel him shiver. “You’re sassing me.”

“Later… ‘M tired,” Shuu yawns, squirming to better fit your grip.

A human in your arms was warmer than you remembered, all pounding blood and steady breaths. The fabric of Shuu’s cardigan was soft under your hands, his body solid and real. You could bite him later, when you weren’t feeling so calm. It was nice to have him like this, quiet and peaceful and unafraid.

Within minutes, you were asleep.

Scenario of reader takes pictures of human Kou after a bite, he starts to beg her not to show anyone and she says that she won’t because she’s the only one who gets to see those expressions of his

(´꒳`∗) I like this idea~

Kou’s skinny wrists jerked under your grip when your fangs pierced his skin. Blood welled up, hot and sweet against your tongue, and the little sounds slipping out of him made the taste all the sharper.

His back arched, chest pressing against yours as he tried to squirm away from the pain, heaving with unsteady breaths.

When you finally pulled away, he crumpled, unable to stand now that your grip wasn’t keeping him up. Tear streaks ran down Kou’s pretty face, stunning blue eyes were glassy and unfocused, and soft lips were bitten-pink, complemented by the blood streaking his neck.

In short, he looked delicious.

On a whim, you pulled out your phone, snapping a couple quick pictures of Kou’s wrecked appearance before a truly wicked idea struck you.

“Hey, pet~” you crooned, kneeling down to his level with your phone in hand. “Have a look at this! Don’t you just look precious?”

Dazed eyes flicking to the screen, Kou’s face abruptly went a good couple shades redder. He looked away just as fast, scrunching up his face and whining. How cute. He really did sound like some kind of pet.

“Come on, now. I thought you were vain? Don’t you love it when those annoying girls take pictures of you when you’re at work? How’s this any different?” You paused, bringing a finger to your lips. “…speaking of work, I wonder what your little fans would think of seeing these?” It was hard not to snicker, imagining what kind of face he’d make in response.

And, oh, you weren’t disappointed. Kou instantly lunged forwards, scrambling for the phone. You were on your feet in a second, holding it just above his head and laughing at the panic in his eyes.

“No! Please, don’t!” Kou whimpered. “Please. I-I won’t struggle anymore? I’ll let you bite me at school? Anything, anything if you just delete those!” There was genuine fear in his voice, and the sound of it was even sweeter than his blood. You took a moment pretending to think.

“Hmm… okay. I won’t post them. You’re too cute for me to delete the pictures, but, you know why I won’t spread them?”

Relief was visible in the way Kou’s shoulder’s dropped, in the way the pretty tears in his eyes finally spilled over. You could see his shoulders shaking. His thin fingers curled against the floor.

You kneeled again, slipping your phone into your pocket again. This time, you wrapped one arm around Kou’s shoulders, ignoring the way he stiffened, and following it up by pressing a little kiss to the side of his forehead. Kou shivered even harder at the contact, eyeing you with nothing short of terror, and you smiled, tugging him closer to you.

“You’re mine, kitty. No one else gets to see the pretty faces you make for me. I’ll be the one to torment you until the end of time.”

He didn’t dare to object.

I’m what my friend’s call an emotional masochist, not really big fan on physically pain as I am on emotional pain, how would Reiji and Laito feel if their s/o was the same way?

(´ω｀*)

Reiji:

-There’s definitely room to work with a personality like yours. He’ll be taking advantage of your particular weakness at every turn, all in the name of training you to be a more appropriate partner. However, that’s not to say he won’t be utilizing physical discipline as well. Since you dislike that kind of pain, it’s all the more effective for molding you into meeting his standards.

Laito:

-Honestly, he’s kind of just his usual self. Your weakness to emotional pain is entertaining, though, and he’s definitely going to take advantage of it whenever it pleases him. Laito is worryingly good at emotional manipulation, and there’s no doubt that he’ll be able to find something that will really get under your skin. Of course, something that will make his love all the sweeter.