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Yui (Honestly??? she avoids lashing out/losing her temper with 13 of the worst boys. Yui is practically a saint.)
Carla
Laito
Reiji
Ruki
Kou
Shuu
Yuuma
Azusa
Subaru
Shin
Ayato
Kanato
Admin Mawile: (。・∀・)
Yui (Honestly??? she avoids lashing out/losing her temper with 13 of the worst boys. Yui is practically a saint.)
Carla
Laito
Reiji
Ruki
Kou
Shuu
Yuuma
Azusa
Subaru
Shin
Ayato
Kanato
Prompt: Chained to a Wall
Character(s): Human Au!Subaru, Reader
Warnings: Torture, abuse, mild blood
Subaru had always thought he was strong. For years, he’d been tough enough to stand up to anything that came his way. His parents were one matter, yes, but no one else had gotten away with bullying him.
From the first time he’d punched another child in a fit of rage, it had been so easy to think that he was strong enough to be left alone.
You were able to pin him like his strength was nothing.
No matter how much he struggled, your grip was like iron. You could grab his hands and force them above his head, keep him pinned in place like he was as weak as a newborn kitten. You laughed when he tried to fight back, when he struggled, forcing him back down with ease.
A while ago, Subaru would have assumed that being manhandled in such a way would be humiliating. Now, he knew that it was terrifying.
He’d never felt so weak as when you twisted his arms behind his back and sunk your fangs into his neck. You acted like it was funny to watch him squirm, but for all he he knew that you could overpower him in an instant, Subaru couldn’t bring himself to quit trying to fight back.
So, when you grabbed him by the neck, shoving his back against the hard stone of your dungeon, he twisted in your grip, scrabbling pathetically with pale hands as you pressed harder and harder against his throat.
You smiled, and it was so soft Subaru knew he was in trouble now.
The cuffs went around his wrists with ease, fitting so well that Subaru knew that you’d gotten them just for him. Metal bit into his soft skin, sharp edges poking at him just enough to hurt. One loop of the chain around a hook high on the wall, and he was stuck, unable to do anything more than kick and wriggle helplessly, incapable of pulling away.
His hands were restrained, much too tight, pulled above his head, and even though his legs were free, Subaru knew that it would do him no good.
Even so, he kicked out, trying to hit you or push you away or anything that would mean getting out of what you were about to do. For all he knew, Subaru hadn’t done anything wrong, but you always found a way.
You yanked the chain even tighter, forcing Subaru’s hands too high above his head, straining at his shoulders painfully.
He yelped, cursing, and aimed one more miserable kick at you.
You calmly stepped out of the way.
“Come on, now. Do I have to gag you too? That filthy mouth won’t do, you know,” you laughed, and Subaru knew that you were very serious. He swallowed heavily and bit down something vicious and rude.
The idea of being unable to even speak didn’t sit well with him.
Your smile was mocking, and your hands were cold when they settled on his shoulders, pressing down just enough to draw a little whine out of him. You made a face like you were amused, and licked his collarbone with a cool tongue, inhaling deeply of what he could only assume was fear.
“Ah, you smell so nice when you’re nervous,” you crooned, and Subaru only barely resisted the urge to curse at you in indignant fury.
When you bit him, leaning in and piercing the soft skin of his neck with cold fangs, Subaru choked out a little whine. It hurt, worse than broken bones or busted knuckles ever had, pain all concentrated in one spot.
You licked at his neck for a long minute, draining him little by little with gentleness a true contrast to how roughly his hands were bound. Subaru started to get dizzy mere moments in. You’d been feeding from him so often, lately, it felt like there wasn’t enough left in him for you to take.
After making a total of three fresh wounds, each one of them stinging and dribbling warm blood down Subaru’s chest, you pulled away.
His shirt was going to be ruined, he thought, head too scrambled to provide anything more coherent. Those blood stains would never come out.
One of you cold hands traced a path up to his wrist, caressing the skin where the metal of the cuffs bit into it. You were smiling, still, and the expression was just mocking enough that Subaru bristled in anger. You held his hand for just a moment, so gently that he could hardly believe you were capable of it, and pressed a soft little kiss to his cheek.
“Scream for me now, understand?” you whispered, and pulled away.
Next thing Subaru knew, you were gone, vanished from the dungeon like you’d never been there. The room felt colder as soon as you were gone, and Subaru forcibly swallowed the sick little part that thought that.
It took a second for him to realize what had happened, but the reality sunk in quickly enough with you gone.
You’d left him there.
He was still chained up, arms restrained high above his head in an increasingly uncomfortable position, hands slowly going numb.
A spike of panic rose in Subaru’s throat. There wasn’t going to be a way out of this one, not until you decided to come back for him. If you decided to come back for him.
Rationally, he didn’t expect you to let your toy die in the dungeon, not after you’d been having so much fun tormenting him, but to his blood-loss addled mind, the fear that you would never come back hung thick and heavy. His body already felt like lead, too heavy and pained all over.
Subaru was starting to hurt more and more, twisted arms sending little shocks of pain all through him, neck throbbing with his heartbeat.
Before he knew it, he was calling out for you, voice much too loud in the silent room. No one answered, and the panic spiked again.
Scream for me echoed in his head like a broken record.
Prompt: Chained to a Wall
Character(s): Human Au!Subaru, Reader
Warnings: Torture, abuse, mild blood
Subaru had always thought he was strong. For years, he’d been tough enough to stand up to anything that came his way. His parents were one matter, yes, but no one else had gotten away with bullying him.
From the first time he’d punched another child in a fit of rage, it had been so easy to think that he was strong enough to be left alone.
You were able to pin him like his strength was nothing.
No matter how much he struggled, your grip was like iron. You could grab his hands and force them above his head, keep him pinned in place like he was as weak as a newborn kitten. You laughed when he tried to fight back, when he struggled, forcing him back down with ease.
A while ago, Subaru would have assumed that being manhandled in such a way would be humiliating. Now, he knew that it was terrifying.
He’d never felt so weak as when you twisted his arms behind his back and sunk your fangs into his neck. You acted like it was funny to watch him squirm, but for all he he knew that you could overpower him in an instant, Subaru couldn’t bring himself to quit trying to fight back.
So, when you grabbed him by the neck, shoving his back against the hard stone of your dungeon, he twisted in your grip, scrabbling pathetically with pale hands as you pressed harder and harder against his throat.
You smiled, and it was so soft Subaru knew he was in trouble now.
The cuffs went around his wrists with ease, fitting so well that Subaru knew that you’d gotten them just for him. Metal bit into his soft skin, sharp edges poking at him just enough to hurt. One loop of the chain around a hook high on the wall, and he was stuck, unable to do anything more than kick and wriggle helplessly, incapable of pulling away.
His hands were restrained, much too tight, pulled above his head, and even though his legs were free, Subaru knew that it would do him no good.
Even so, he kicked out, trying to hit you or push you away or anything that would mean getting out of what you were about to do. For all he knew, Subaru hadn’t done anything wrong, but you always found a way.
You yanked the chain even tighter, forcing Subaru’s hands too high above his head, straining at his shoulders painfully.
He yelped, cursing, and aimed one more miserable kick at you.
You calmly stepped out of the way.
“Come on, now. Do I have to gag you too? That filthy mouth won’t do, you know,” you laughed, and Subaru knew that you were very serious. He swallowed heavily and bit down something vicious and rude.
The idea of being unable to even speak didn’t sit well with him.
Your smile was mocking, and your hands were cold when they settled on his shoulders, pressing down just enough to draw a little whine out of him. You made a face like you were amused, and licked his collarbone with a cool tongue, inhaling deeply of what he could only assume was fear.
“Ah, you smell so nice when you’re nervous,” you crooned, and Subaru only barely resisted the urge to curse at you in indignant fury.
When you bit him, leaning in and piercing the soft skin of his neck with cold fangs, Subaru choked out a little whine. It hurt, worse than broken bones or busted knuckles ever had, pain all concentrated in one spot.
You licked at his neck for a long minute, draining him little by little with gentleness a true contrast to how roughly his hands were bound. Subaru started to get dizzy mere moments in. You’d been feeding from him so often, lately, it felt like there wasn’t enough left in him for you to take.
After making a total of three fresh wounds, each one of them stinging and dribbling warm blood down Subaru’s chest, you pulled away.
His shirt was going to be ruined, he thought, head too scrambled to provide anything more coherent. Those blood stains would never come out.
One of you cold hands traced a path up to his wrist, caressing the skin where the metal of the cuffs bit into it. You were smiling, still, and the expression was just mocking enough that Subaru bristled in anger. You held his hand for just a moment, so gently that he could hardly believe you were capable of it, and pressed a soft little kiss to his cheek.
“Scream for me now, understand?” you whispered, and pulled away.
Next thing Subaru knew, you were gone, vanished from the dungeon like you’d never been there. The room felt colder as soon as you were gone, and Subaru forcibly swallowed the sick little part that thought that.
It took a second for him to realize what had happened, but the reality sunk in quickly enough with you gone.
You’d left him there.
He was still chained up, arms restrained high above his head in an increasingly uncomfortable position, hands slowly going numb.
A spike of panic rose in Subaru’s throat. There wasn’t going to be a way out of this one, not until you decided to come back for him. If you decided to come back for him.
Rationally, he didn’t expect you to let your toy die in the dungeon, not after you’d been having so much fun tormenting him, but to his blood-loss addled mind, the fear that you would never come back hung thick and heavy. His body already felt like lead, too heavy and pained all over.
Subaru was starting to hurt more and more, twisted arms sending little shocks of pain all through him, neck throbbing with his heartbeat.
Before he knew it, he was calling out for you, voice much too loud in the silent room. No one answered, and the panic spiked again.
Scream for me echoed in his head like a broken record.
Admin Mawile: (*゚∀゚*)
-”Um, th-these are for you…” Your voice was soft, nervous.
Ruki schooled his expression to something neutral and welcoming. He had no need for a human’s affections, but playing along with the holiday was wise.
He thanked you, keeping his voice pleasant, accepting the chocolates with grace. There was no reason to turn you down and make himself look bad, and it never did hurt to let a bit of popularity circle around him.
Your smile lit up your face when he took the chocolates from your hand.
“P-Please enjoy them! They’re home-made just for you,” you said, something like hope in your tone, and Ruki made sure that he smiled.
Humans were such open, trusting creatures.
Admin Mawile: (●>д<) (A very good idea, anon!)
Shuu:
-He tries very, very hard to act like he doesn’t care, but his red face and shaky hands quickly give him away. He’ll comply out of a desire to avoid getting hurt, but the more skin he bares, the more embarrassed he gets, for once thoroughly silenced by the shame of what you’re making him do.
Reiji:
-He goes pale as soon as you order him to strip, and protests pathetically for a good few minutes before hesitantly obeying. Looking close to being sick, he takes off his clothes as slowly as he can possibly get away with, practically praying that you won’t make him do anything more humiliating.
Ayato:
-After taking it as a joke for about five seconds, he goes very, very still, caught in disbelief that you could be serious. He’ll obey, eventually, but his ego appears to be strangled all the further with everything you make him take off. His face is almost as red as his hair all the while.
Kanato:
-When tears and claims of bullying him don’t do anything to get him out of it, he goes very, very quiet. It’s obvious that he’s afraid, far too much so to fight back, and he’s practically sobbing when he finally starts to strip, squinching his eyes shut and trying to pretend like none of this is happening.
Laito:
-He tries to play it off as no big deal, stripping for you “willingly”, but the more you force him to take off, the more nervous he starts to appear. This kind of thing was all fun and games when he was on the other side of it, but downright humiliating now that he’s the one forced to be on the helpless side.
Subaru:
-Going so red you might actually have to worry about him passing out, he sputters and tries pathetically to talk you out of it. Eventually, he has no choice but to obey, and he’s practically hyperventilating when he finally starts to take things off, so embarrassed that he looks close to tears.
Ruki:
-You can very nearly see his ego getting squashed. With everything he takes off, he starts to look more and more humiliated. He might get a bit snappy in the moment, embarrassment winning out over self-preservation… but that just gives you all the more reason to punish him for making a fuss.
Kou:
-He’s somewhere between humiliated and terrified, and if you really want to make him suffer, take pictures. If anything gets out, he’d be ruined, and just the threat that you could expose him to all his fans makes everything worse. He’s never had to do anything so humiliating before, and he’s practically shaking.
Yuuma:
-Typically, he’s not one to care too much about modesty, but this feels very, very different. He’s as red as can be while he strips, looking like he’d rather be anywhere else, and you can almost see him trying not to fight back. Even he’s smart enough to know how attempting anything like that would end.
Azusa:
-He gets it in his head pretty quick that this means you want to hurt him, and while he is a little red, he doesn’t exactly protest. If you praise him for being obedient, you’ve basically sealed that he’d be willing to do the same thing again when you order. Azusa kind of lacks a sense of shame.
Carla:
-While making a face like he wishes he could choke if it would get him out of this, he obeys, shakily removing his clothes with as much dignity as he can manage. Which isn’t much. He’s almost painfully red, flushing down to his chest as he struggles to hide how humiliated he really is.
Shin:
-He resists lashing out at you only barely, and when he does finally give in and start to strip, he looks somewhere between furious and so humiliated he can hardly breathe. If you tease him, you’ll get some pretty amusing reactions, mostly because he’s too flustered to play at being unaffected.
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-That’s one huge boost to his ego, and he’s going to be visibly smug about it for days. Of course, he’s sort of insufferable when he’s proud of himself, but if you’re close enough to him, you’ll probably be able to put up with it. No one has willingly gone to him for comfort in, well, ever, and it’s a totally new experience to feel like he’s the one that you can rely on, especially when you’re so sweet about it. Vampires don’t typically help each other without ulterior motives, but it doesn’t seem so bad when you’re so thankful to him for it.
Admin Mawile: (o゜◇゜)ノ
Shuu:
-There’s something deeply satisfying about his mother being the one who’s forced to bend to someone else’s will. It’s the first time he’s ever seen her have to obey anyone, and when he’s finally able to sit back and watch her get kicked out, he’s happier about it than you’ve seen him in quite a while.
Reiji:
-On one hand, the idea of his mother so obviously displeased sets off every mental alarm bell he has. On the other hand, you seem to be sort of trying to look out for him, and that’s honestly more than he can say about her. In the end, he just has to remind himself that he doesn’t have a say anymore.
Ayato:
-He doesn’t dare show any kind of happiness until his mother is well out of sight, but it’s downright amazing to him that you can chase her away like that. It definitely improves his image of you that you’re the one to get rid of her, and while he is sort of nervous, he’s visibly pleased to have her gone.
Kanato:
-He doesn’t quite know what to think. He’s never seen his mother have to obey anyone else before, but… she was sort of paying attention to him, while she was there. He winds up clinging onto Teddy with a rather melancholy expression, unsure of what to do with the new order of things.
Laito:
-He’s practically shaking as soon as it sinks in that she can’t get to him, somewhere between terrified that she’ll find a way and painfully grateful that you chased her off. He’s old enough to know that the way she treats him is very, very wrong, but that doesn’t mean he can stand up to her yet.
Subaru:
-It’s somewhere between heartbreaking and freeing to know that there’s no way his mother can get to him while he’s with you. It’s the first time she’s ever been forced to leave him alone, and as soon as you make her leave, it’s like a massive weight has been lifted from his shoulders, even through the guilt.
Admin Mawile: (ᅌᴗᅌ* ) This is going under a cut cause very nsfw~ This is also assuming that they’re already used to their role as a sub.
Shuu: A strong, handheld vibrator. You can tell him to stay put and torture him for as long as you see fit (and of course, he doesn’t dare complain.)
Reiji: A riding crop or cane, perfect for putting him in his place. It’s pretty obvious that he likes corporal punishment, and rough is the way to go.
Ayato: An insertable vibrator that’s strong enough to make him scream. It’s one of the more effective ways of putting his ego in its place.
Kanato: A blindfold and set of soft restraints. He likes being completely at your mercy, like a little doll that you can do as you please with.
Laito: A cock ring. Nothing makes him feel helpless like being completely under your control, with you able to tease and deny him as you please.
Subaru: Vampire-proof restraints, especially handcuffs. It makes him feel safer to know that he can’t hurt you (not to mention how arousing it is to be helpless)
Ruki: A ball or ring gag, the kind of thing that makes it impossible for him to talk back, left unable to do anything but drool down his chin like an animal.
Kou: A large toy that looks almost too big for how skinny he is. He can be quite the size queen, especially when you’re there to encourage him.
Yuuma: An insertable toy that hits just the right place to bring him to his knees. All his strength means nothing when he’s a shaky mess.
Azusa: A small, sharp knife. He likes being all kinds of pain, but the gentle way you make him bleed is by far his favorite of them all.
Carla: Soft, silk ties. He’s more than strong enough to break through anything you could use, so it means a lot that he has to be willing.
Shin: A collar. As fitting as it may sound, the humiliation of admitting that you own him is one of the things that gets to him the most.
Admin Mawile: ( ̄▽ ̄)ノ
-That’s kind of a complex topic. It’s relatively normal for pets to have romantic relationships with their owners, since they’re sapient creatures who are very easy to take advantage of. However, the issue of consent is a big one. The pets are inherently in a position that makes it very hard for them to refuses an owner’s advances, whether they’re wanted or not. They’re likely to feel like they have to accept what their owner does to them, or that they have no choice, and getting them to understand that they can say no to you is an issue in and of itself. So yes, it’s possible for them to have romantic feelings, but it’s all kind of clouded by the trauma they’ve been through.
Admin Mawile: (○ゝω・○)ノ゚+.☆
Shuu:
-Depending on if you play along with his laziness or not, you’ll either wind up taking care of him, or forcing him to get off his rear and take care of himself. Either way, he winds up awfully attached, considering that you’re the second person ever who’s forced your way close to him.
Reiji:
-He tries to act like you’re just an assistant for use in running the household, but really, you’re like the good parent he never had. He comes to rely on you more than he’d ever admit, and you’re probably going to see the weaker sides of him that he’d only ever let slip around someone he trusts immensely.
Ayato:
-He’s a total show off who wants praise and attention constantly, and will do nearly anything to get it. The more you give him, the more attached he gets, and you see more and more of how childish he can be. He winds up almost worryingly dependent on the first real affection he’s experienced.
Kanato:
-You’re his mom now, basically. He needs affection horribly, and if you’re willing to fill that role… good luck ever escaping. He’ll demand your attention constantly, and once he trusts you, it’s like having an overgrown child who’s painfully obviously starved of anything resembling positive attention.
Laito:
-It’ll be a while before he gets over trying to make advances on you, but once he does, you’re probably going to see more of his darkest issues than anyone ever has. By the time he trusts you, you’re probably the closest thing to a genuine friend or healthy parent he’s ever had.
Subaru:
-It’s not easy to get through to him, but he can be surprisingly sweet once you have. Having someone who’s willing to look past how disgusting he thinks he is and treat him like he’s worth something goes a long ways, and he eventually winds up as a sweet kid who wants your attention but is too shy to ask.
Ruki:
-You wind up reminding him a lot of his parents, and that’s both pleasant and heartbreaking. He tends to treat you more like a servant, but only to cover up how vulnerable he gets in the face of genuine affection. You make him remember his family in ways that he never would have expected.
Kou:
-You’re pretty much the first parent he’s ever had, and it shows. He wants attention all the time, will do almost anything to get it, and flips between being beyond frustrated with what you do to him and treating you like the most precious person in his life. He can’t quite figure out if he likes it all or not.
Yuuma:
-He treats you just like an adoptive member of his family, and while he’s definitely a little rough, it’s pretty easy to tell that he’s grown fond of you. He’s highly overprotective, and you wind up like some kind of sibling/parental figure that he’d be willing to start an actual fight for just because he can.
Azusa:
-Once he (mostly) gets past the wanting you to hurt him thing, he’s as sweet as can be. He’ll soak up whatever attention you give him, cling to you like you’re his new best friend, and trust me, it’ll be almost impossible to get rid of him. Like with Kou, you’re the first real parental figure he’s ever had.
Carla:
-You’re the one and only person who can get away with trying to mother him. He actually misses his mom terribly, and it’s somewhere between painful and weirdly nice to have someone treat him in sort of the same way. Also, considering how sick he is, it’s a blessing to have some help.
Shin:
-He never really gets over being kind of a jerk… but it’s pretty obvious that he’s fond of you. He likes showing off and getting you to praise him, and it gets to be very clear very fast that he needs way more attention than he’s been getting. If you do things right, it’s not hard at all to wind up in control.