I Want To Do Ballet Again Bruh I'm So Fucking Sad. Why The Hell Did I Quit

I want to do ballet again bruh I'm so fucking sad. why the hell did I quit ☹️☹️☹️

✎ yandere! ballerina headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― obsessiveness etc.

(gn! reader x female yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! ballerina who's your favourite dancer in the company. the way she dances, the way she moves... it's simply mesmerising.

✎ yandere! ballerina who dances for you. do you like her dance? everything she does is for you!

✎ yandere! ballerina who loves it when you play the piano instead of having the boring radio. she just loves it when you play while she dances. it's like you two were made to be!

✎ yandere! ballerina who always gets the lead roles for performances. Clara, Giselle... she'll be the main character in everything just for you.

✎ yandere! ballerina who puts in maximum effort to appear perfect for you. she'll be your perfect little dancer, beloved pianist~

✎ yandere! ballerina who is upset whenever you don't turn up for her weekly sessions. are you sick? what's wrong? why are you not here?!

✎ yandere! ballerina who releases her pent up anger by dancing twice as hard. she can't scream or yell, because whatever will she do if you find out that she's not the graceful swan that you think her to be?

✎ yandere! ballerina who will always put on a perfect face for you. you deserve only the best after all. she'll be your graceful and perfect ballerina, all yours to admire and love~

✎ "beloved pianist! could you play the second half again please?"

Skip and Loafer by Misaki Takamatsu - Chapter 29

Evelyn: Do I have to listen to your man truobles?

Celia, on the inside: No, I can't laugh yet. I've gotta hold it in.

Celia: Certainly no.

tw: female reader, dub-con to con, degradation

I am thinking about a bitchy, pretty mean girl who drunkenly corners you at a party and drags you to her room. She throws you to the bed and resumes smoking her cigarette - watching your feral movements with the corner of her eye. You make a run for it, and she simply hisses, mildly annoyed at the fact that she has to let go of her cigarette and deal with your little tantrum.

"You're not going anywhere, nerd." Her thin eyebrows narrow, eyes full of boredom and just a bit of a sparkle. You ignore her words and head for the door, but you're quickly pushed against the nearest wall. "I told you to stay here, loser. I am not going to repeat myself." The blondie whispers against your throat and you freeze, surprised at her display of strength - turns out cheerleaders are pretty damn strong when they want to be.

She then sleazily shoves her tiny hand up your bra, roughly groping your tits. You hold back a moan - you can't let her know you're enjoying this. After all she did make your first year of college a living hell.

"Open your mouth." Jess orders, growing more and more agitated at your protests - but you just clench your teeth. "Don't wanna." You mumble, just slightly bratty - but you can't deny the way your thighs start shaking under her hungry, lustful gaze. You've never felt so desired before.

"Oh, I know what you want, you little bitch." The cheerleader smirks with that nasty little grin she has on when she's scheming how to ruin some poor wimp's life. "You want to fight and squirm, and eventually lose yourself underneath me." She moans in your ear, and it's the most pornographic sound you've ever heard - so your cheeks heat up. "Because that's all you are, right?" Her fingers find your slit and start rubbing tight little circles around your swollen clit. "Just a slutty little toy I can fuck whenever I want." She bites your neck, making you arch your back involuntarily. "It's all little nerds like you are good for."

You close your eyes, breathing through the intense, red - hot pleasure. Fuck. You can't keep letting her treat you like this, but when she puts her hands on you, it becomes a losing battle. You arch your back, pushing your body against her.

"Now be a good girl and open up for me." With a low whisper she shoves her tongue in your mouth, and just like that you fall apart, undone.

evelyn & celia would be 85 & 84 years old in 2023... so they'd still be able to attend the oscars IMAGINE THEM BEING THERE TOGETHER TONIGHT AAAAAAAAAAAAAH 😭😭😭😭😭😭