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Here's an ask game!

🏳️‍🌈 - LGBTQ+? If so, what do you identify as?

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Couldn't have said it better myself ☕✨.

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it’s okay to be pan

Hey My little tainted Angels. It's been a little while since I posted a writing post and I've re-watched episode 3 of Helluva Boss. Also this little NSFW Idea has been flouting around in my head for some time now. So I hope you enjoy this NSFW sample size/ teaser (???) writing of Verosika Mayday x female! Reader/ (S/O). I hope you all enjoy 😊☕💜✨!!!

Side note: You can view this as a Yandere or non-yandere writing piece. It doesn't matter 😅. Also the reader will be any sexual orientation that has a liking to females.

Warning ⚠!!!: This includes NSFW and Has LGBTQ+ in it. If your uncomfortable with those 2 topics please don't read.

You just got back from Verosika's concert, and is now in Verosika's dressing room. The others were in the lounge, relaxing from the concert. Right now you were pinned to the wall by her. Verosika teasing nipped along your neck to your plump/ thin lips. Then she pushed her lips towards yours. You moaned at this. It didn't take her long to began asking for an entrance. God you were horny. So you complied by opening up your mouth slightly, but Verosika forced her wet muscle in to your hot cavern. She moaned at the taste of you, Because Damn you always tasted so good.

Verosika began to rub your hip gently yet firmly. Then she hooked her finger around your mini skirt/ short shorts/ tight fitted jeans ( you choose which one you want to wear ) and two fingers wrapped around the zipper. Then all of a sudden Verosika pulls away from you and looks you in the eye, as if asking for permission. She may be intoxicated, but she's sober enough to consent first. You quickly gave her a whined/ strained yes and please. Verosika playfully chuckles at this, while you just glared at her in anger and arouse. Fuck you were painfully horny right now and she's just standing there teasing and playing with you right now.

With in a quick motion, Verosika and you swapped places. She was pinned against the was, while you were in front of her. Verosika pulled your mini skirt/ short shorts/ tight fitted jeans and panties down in a quick swift motion. Verosika stared at your dripping entrance and slightly rubbed you lips with her thumb. You winced at the relieving contact. As good as that felt, it wasn't enough. Noticing this, Verosika decided it was time to stop teasing you.

Verosika slipped her tongue out of her mouth and slipped her tongue through your practically sopping entrance. You moaned at the relieving pleasure. Verosika lapped at your lower lips and clit, while also drinking up your dripping juices. Getting bored of this, Verosika finally slipped her long tongue into your hole; tongue fucking you. You moaned loader at this and your knees buckled too. Noticing this, Verosika firmly grasps you thighs; to hold you In place. In, out, in, out, in, out. The pleasure was amazing. The euphoria, the risk of getting caught, Everything.

But then you felt a coiling knot form in your stomach. You were getting close to cumming. Verosika felt how you tighted around her tongue, it was a sign you were about to release any minute. Well that certainly won't do. Verosika pinched your thigh as a way to say not to cum yet. You then tried your best not to cum, which you were doing a decent job at. But it was obvious you couldn't hold it in much longer. Noticing this, Verosika fastened her pace. Not much longer you came undone. You practically screamed in pleasure. Verosika slowly slipped her tongue out of your dripping entrance and drunk up your remaining juices.

" Ummm is everything okay in there ??? " Apple asked ( Apple is one of the Succubi that works with Verosika and is apart of her crew ). You covered your mouth in embarrassment. " Yeah everythings fine, Apple. " Verosika said with a smug and devious look. The way you looked embarrassed was so cute. "....Okay." Apple said. You looked a Verosika a bit flushed.

" Good job (S/O), you almost got us caught. " Verosika said in a teasing manner. That statement made your blush only worsen more. " But don't worry Love, I won't punish you, " Verosika said while reaching for the zipper to her dress. " I did say you ALMOST got us caught. " Verosika said while slipping off her dress and letting it fall to the ground. Verosika then stepped over the clothing and slowly walked over to her couch that was placed in her dressing room, then sat on it. " Well you had your fill, well now it's time for mine, " Verosika said seductively. Spreading her legs Verosika said, " Please me. " in a sexy yet damanding tone.

Staring at Verosika's own wet pussy, Something tells you this is going to be a looong morning/ afternoon/ night.

Well this was My first NSFW writing and I hoped I did well on it, even if it was a sample size/ teaser writing 😅. I'm a total simp for Verosika and Dom Verosika😚☕. Well until next time my Little Tainted Angels, see you soon 💜❤💜 ~

It turned out pretty good ☺. But the only problem was Germany was maybe a little to aggressive, but I guess that was what you were aiming for.

Breaking point-

Trigger warnings- Yandere themes.

Yandere Germany x reader

Please don’t take any offense and forgive me if this is poorly written, this is my kinda? first fanfic. And i feel like this sucks genuinely.

Maybe it had been your fault.

Seeing the assistant brushing away the glass shards that littered across the floor, you couldn’t help but ponder over your words you had shrieked said to him. A captive’s spat, if you will. Not even grimacing at the sprinkles of blood droplets as you washed them away,

Granted you had been angry, no furious, irritated and so anxious about everything, you felt trapped, suffocated and couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, mind felt clouded, you were so so broken and- but it didn’t matter to him or you anyways.

It didn’t seem to matter anymore. You probably didn’t matter anymore, no matter how much Ludwig gave you in the name of pampering (within limits) in the name of gifts, rewards or simply out of love. Your feelings didn’t seem to matter in the whole ordeal.

When you came to know he was a nation, and the other nations didn’t seem to care about what he was doing, you felt devastated.

Gritting your teeth at the far gone memories of Erzsebeta and Katyusha, you accidentally bit your tongue too hard and cursed, tears already out of your eyes. You hated being so weak, but you couldn’t stop thinking about it.

It wasn’t fair.

“Sorry we had to betray you”

“But dear Ludwig loves you so much”

“Give in already y/n”

“You will never escape schatz, especially not when my dear brother wants you”

Apparently they both were close to Ludwig and knowing his mental turmoil had decided to help him drug kidnap capture threaten you. It wasn’t a surprise to you, much of it anyways.

Erzsebeta had always admired Ludwig and Katyusha being with his brother had come to see him as a younger sibling as well. Not to mention, Gilbert was determined to tie the knot between you and his dear brother. So naturally, as your friends would do, they all captured you in a discreet and calculating manner.

A gasp escaped your lips as you tried to collect yourself. Ludwig was outside, probably taking out his anger on something else, and would be home soon. You didn’t feel like appearing weak in front of him again. Or vulnerable.

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He was washing the dishes almost done with the glasses when you had drearily asked him something out of spite,

“And you promised you had changed?”

A still in his movements, you could see his broad shoulders square up as he stood attentively. His arms still holding the glass, waiting for you to continue.

Your mind was running and so was your mouth, you had noticed his physique, obviously everyone had done so. Despite appearing intimidating he had been gentle and caring towards you, well somewhat. Giving you your space and taking care of your demands. Somewhat.

“Your still the monster you always were, hiding behind a meek mask, aren’t you? Maybe you enjoy it. Seeing people suffer, did you enjoy it? Huh? Germany?”

Standing behind him, you clenched your dress in shaking fists, your whole body trembling with your head not daring to look up from the ground. Yet there was something pushing such words out of your mouth, to watch him suffer.

You could hear him breathing, probably trying to calm himself down. He still didn’t move towards you, opting to stare out of the window instead. Appearing so calm and connected.

His awkward and blushing stance when he had met you contrasting with his cold blooded look as he shot your partner in the damn head in mere seconds with sharp reflexes. Learned from the best after all, didn’t he?

“You took all the pity you could, didn’t you? the sympathy people had on your citizens who swore you had changed, yet here you are, being a damn disgrace your citizens had always thought you to be, a burden to bear”,

Heart racing, your heart was beating fast and you were almost about to breakdown. Yet you braved yourself, tried to control your breathing, your tears, your crushing anxiety. Controlling yourself the best you could, the same control Ludwig always seemed to be in.

Maybe you wanted him to lose control, to suffocate himself with guilt. You raised your head and almost gasped in shock when you saw him clenching the now broken glass. Eyes widened as you grinned hesitantly.

His hand was shaking. Muscles tensed and breathing heavily.

Yet he didn’t move towards you, waiting for you to dare venture further in mentally tormenting him, to test the waters. Beckoning you to try swimming and risk drowning.

You chuckled. An ugly wheezing dry laughter cracked from your throat.

“They pulled out all the teeth of the big bad wolf, should have went for the heart too”,

Ludwig snorted which jolted your nerves, warily eyeing his hands which moved to his pockets. Your body seemed to heat up, your nerves and thoughts all jumbled, he turned around and stared at you with a calm look.

“Go ahead, try me”. He muttered as he crossed his arms and leaned against the counter, not bothering to even look over his bleeding hands.

Yet you remained silent.

It was silent for a while, which felt like an eternity. Your eyes were still staring at his hands, widened and an empty wavering grin on your face, hair sticking to your sweaty body.

Ludwig’s icy blue eyes were fixated on your petrified form, drinking in your pathetic form and hopeless expression. Different from the man who brought you flowers whenever he had visited you. A wolf preying on a rabbit. Pfft.

A concerned look came over his face as he gave a teasing smirk, so uncharacteristic of him. Basically he was at his breaking point.

“What’s the matter? Wolf got your tongue?”.

Your glare met his mocking tone as you felt pure loath for the man at the moment. Who had quite frankly plucked you out of your life. Gritting your teeth in frustration, your hold on the dress tightening.

Made sure that your family thought you were dead, your friends grew estranged, your face was wiped off the map as if everything you have worked so hard was for nothing, the people you trusted turned you into a broken shell.

“Is this all a sick joke to you?... Y-you took me away from everything EVERYONE I had ever loved! With how noble you act, I thought you would know basic human rights!”.

You had been studying law before this, the idea of making sure everyone received justice was crucial to you. The german man knew that since he had bumped into you and made you drop your project which was due the other day.

And the same man right now, seemed so uninterested, as if you were a child throwing a tantrum, being an ungrateful brat. He simply stared at you.

The memories of your partner flashed through your eyes, and for a moment you lost it,

“Did you feel any remorse?! Killing your own citizen in cold blood, one of the many who carry the shame of your sins? Look at you now, just an obedient dog without claws. Not that it would matter to you, the one who killed off millions of your own. You tore your own brother apart, became a monster and destroyed half of Europe. I bet you cherished being a damn Nazi and sucking Hi-“,

A strong force knocked you off your balance in a flash, your body unable to react in time.

Ludwig had pushed both of you on the table behind. His left hand crushed yours in a grasp and his other pulled at your head, hair being torn apart. You failed in trying to release his hold on your strands, trying to catch a breath. Tiny shards of glass surrounded you both and some pieces pierced at your skin.

The coffee table had only cracked, a miracle really, strong to support both you and him, quality German material, nonetheless you were concerned. It was a pretty table.

“You want me to be a monster? You can’t even handle a man, dummes mädchen”

Ludwig hissed as he slammed your head on table, which was getting unstable, making you cry out, tears naturally streaming down your face. Your whole body burned, your skull was on fire.

“Noble? That filth of yours was far from noble- did you like that huh? Half of the time when you needed them the most they weren’t there. You don’t deserve to spew shit, you never went through what half of us nations had to”,

Eyes filled with pure rage glared at you, his whole body was tense and both of your hands were pressed above your head now, you trying your best to escape but Ludwig likely knew what he was doing, crushing your wrists together.

You couldn’t help but yelp out of pain.

“This is just the start schatzi”,

He fumbled harshly with your hands and then it dawned on you. He was trying to fracture your freaking wrists- you trashed harder and started whimpering, your body acting on instinct, your heart felt faint and you began to see spots.

“PLEASE LUDWIG DONT-D-Don’t do that! I AM SORRY, I WILL-“,

His knee came down on your gut and you gasped out of pain, having a strong nation kick you in the gut was not the best thing to happen.

“Apologizing now are we? How hypocritical. You want to know how things were back then, what carrying the burden of million deaths and sins feel like? You won’t be able to live a second”

He never, never tried physically harming you, neither in any other way. A searing pain went through your wrists went through your wrists, but they still weren’t broken, thankfully.

Ludwig looked at you with a sick lovestruck expression, his hair messy and posture relaxing. He actually seemed to be concerned, his glare softened and his breathing relaxed. It then dawned on you that both of you were bleeding, not immensely but still.

“And here I thought our love was blooming”,

Then he got both of you up and you collided with his chest. His hands rested on your waist as you felt goosebumps by having him rub your back, your face still stuffed on his chest. A tired sigh came from him, his face slowly resting on your shoulder.

You could feel his racing heartbeat, your hands still throbbed and it hurt to move them, so you kept them near your chest.

A breath near your ear sent shivers down your spine, strong arms crushing you slowly as a whimper escaped your lips. You closed your eyes and started panting out of nervousness.

“You take those words out of your mouth ever again”, Ludwig moved his face from your shoulder near yours, his hand gripping your jaw as the other pressed you further against him. Accent thick as it was, and voice leaving no place for stupid bravery.

“I will make sure your vocal cords are of no use and your jaw is dislocated. Understood mein Kaktusblüte?”,

His hand came down and strangled your throat, making you choke as he mused playfully,”Look at you flopping like a useless helpless fish, trying to explore things she shouldn’t.”

You uselessly struggled, your hands were of no use trying to push him off as you were pressed against him. Not to mention the man was built.

Blue eyes filled with fondness stared at your misery, face contorted in a sadistic pleasure. It was then you noticed how young he looked compared to his brother, hair tousled around and cheeks crimson (with blood in the mix too). He was very young (compared to other nations and what all he has been through) and turns out, pretty mentally and emotionally unstable too.

Your face was probably stained with tears, your eyesight getting blurry and whole body in agony, your waist was probably about get bruised and your hands hadn’t stopped throbbing either. The only thing left was your legs which you trashed about.

“Should have listened to my brother long ago”.

The blond gave a lopsided smile and finally relieved your throat, opting to crush you in an embrace. You coughed and whimpered but refused to cry, although you still looked pathetic. His head rested on top of yours.

Oh no wonder he was acting out of character.

“And here I thought I had been too harsh on you before, should have been strict from the start”.

A grimace left your lips unexpectedly as Ludwig hummed in deep thought, Gilbert was undoubtedly more unhinged and dangerous than Ludwig so you didn’t want to know what he had been told.

“But you are rather fragile”. He grumbled as you froze in shock. What? Did he just- after everything you had said? Maybe he noticed your stiffened form, because he shrugged and raised his brows at you.

“I have had it worse mädchen”.

“You probably deserved it-“,

Next thing you know, you slid across the floor and hit the counter in the speed of light. You heard Ludwig’s footsteps moving closer to you, his form easily towering you as he looked down at you with irritation, running his hand through his hair and bent down to your level, of course you moved your face away not wanting to look at him out of malice and fear.

“And what do you deserve?”, Ludwig whispered slowly. You didn’t answer anything, really couldn’t, unless you wanted to be thrown on the the cracked table again or out of the window. The man was clearly not mentally stable and you weren’t much either.

Finally he stroked your cheeks at which you flinched. Once again he seemed too loving, his touch was soft and cold. He looked around standing up and told you to clean the mess you had made, slamming the door on his way out, opting to leave you in misery. But not before taking in your form with a pointed look.

Maybe he regretted it, although he was always so careful with you, even he had his limits which you seemed to have dip your toes in. But something told you it could have been worse, the glint in his eyes and the control he had over himself unnerved you.

Breathing in and out, you carefully tried to get up. It was difficult but you could do it, it wasn’t the first he had lost his cool, just not to this extent. If you know, being restrained on your bed was not so extreme.

Even though you knew Ludwig tried his best to make you love him, being so gentlemanly or whatever, you hoped he drowned in his guilt.

“Ugh fuck”, you groaned and contemplated your own existence as you lay there on the ground between the mess Ludwig had made, who had the audacity to say it was your fault.

Maybe you should have kept your mouth shut.

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The door was slammed open, which made you flinch and drop the broom you were sweeping the floor with. Cursing at being caught off guard, your eyes narrowed at the sight of Ludwig.

He held a bouquet on his hand, he didn’t look much better than before. Blond hair tousled, cheeks red and shirt a mess, basically he had a drink or two and probably was trying to apologize.

If his sheepish look was any indication.

Little by little, you started to feel pity and embarrassment at what had occurred, not that he was in the right either. Maybe you should have taken the fact that he was mentally fragile when it came to such things.

Maybe you would forgive him for now after he would apologize as always, dinner would be eaten in silence and then when you wash the dishes. Ludwig would be oh so innocent, and embrace you from behind, whispering something in German about one thing or another.

Maybe he would close himself off in his office room and silently have a breakdown, you didn’t know. Maybe he already had so in the club somewhere, trying to numb everything with alcohol and trying to forget.

But nonetheless, you felt something strange. It definitely was not love, but crippling anxiety blooming throughout your body.

You felt a strange sense of understanding and sympathy towards him. Nonetheless you could feel that the control and restrain he had on himself was withering away, little by little he eas losing who he made himself to be.

Maybe just maybe, he wouldn’t hesitate to make sure you never return from your breaking point.

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{*screams*}

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