⇨Two yanderes alien creatures X Scientist (𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚) Male! [Reader]⇦ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝘿𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬." ⋊Now playing: An unhealthy obsession⋉ 🎶I've got a million polaroids with all the dates penned in red ink I sneak a walkie-talkie in your room to listen to you sleep You just don't know it yet, but you love me and I love you the same~ One day we will have a pretty wedding and I will be your everything We'll be together, yes forever, we will never ever part Oh, you don't know it yet but baby I've already got your heart🎶 ﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ ✭"Uh, what are you two talking about?" You ask as you stare at the two aliens whispering in front of you. They first glance at each other, then nodded. After they started to walk towards you. Well, one of them, as the bunny looking one teleported to you. Wrapping his hands around your waist. Then suddenly started to kiss you. Getting you off guard. *Gasps.* "W-what are you both planning this time?" You ask after he let you take a breath of air. Then started to kiss you once again. But more deeply and roughly this time. While the wolf looking one final got to you. Suddenly grabs onto your crouch. And started to nibble on your ear. {Uhmmm, are they in heat or something?? Why are they being like this? ... Fuck, I'm definitely not be able to get myself out of this one...} {But. I'm not mad about it~!} *Gasps.* "Come on you two, this may be the first time in a while. But, I will accept it. Don't hold back. As you know me well, I like being treated roughly~!♥︎" You said smiling as you let them take control.✭

[Yandere Forsaken x Reader] You aren't sure of where you are - or who you are, for the matter. The place you find yourself in is odd. Sometimes you'll be in a random location with generators waiting to be fixed. Other times in a cabin isolated from any civilisations, populated by the robloxians you see ever so often during what they call as a "match". You wonder why they are forced to be chased down by the... killers. You can see why they're called as such - their appearances too abnormal to give off anything but warning bells, presence far too heavy to feel safe. Too bad it seems that you are resigned to being a mere spectator, unable to be seen by anyone - or, well, the ones you want to be seen by. A part of you wonders if things will ever change. Or if you even want them to in the first place. After all, isn't it best to be safe than sorry?