Yandere Tendencies - Tumblr Posts
About me
Nickname : Angel
Gender : female
Pronounce : she /her
Hobbies : drawing, reading, collecting things watching youtube
Favourite food : pizza
Favourite drink : chocolate milk
What im looking for in my partner :
Loyalty, honesty and i look for an extreme yandere like 100% real yandere boyfriend who will love me and care only for me and mind how obssissve he can get im not willing to break up with him im looking for something for life
Im a yandere myself so im looking for yandere
This is like the calm before the storm.
date idea: we skip dating and just get married
I wish the words “I love you,” truly conveyed what they meant inside of me. It means I’d kill for you. I’d die for you. I’d live for you. I’d do absolutely anything for you. You are my entire life source, without you it feels like I cannot breathe and my world is crumbling. You set my blood on fire and make me feel alive. Everything I do is for you and you alone. You are all that I desire and all I could ever need. “I love you” just doesn’t do it justice.
u don't understand that i need to protect u... anyone could have bad intentions, why wouldn't they? ur so pure and naive... u know u'll only be safe with me and nobody else, right?
So emotional. . .
You know I'm not able
to control
my love for you <3
Okay- so like- You know those really unhinged yandere blurbs where they just confess their undying devotion to you? Yeah... I've gone off the deep end. (I also started to hyperfixate on the Bible too soooooo... Don't ask-) Clears throat *** Love me. I just need you to love me. Let me suffocate in your hold— kiss your warm lips while mine grow colder. Grace my eyes with yours before I can only watch you from the shadows. Remember my love and let it drown you until you're forced to meet me again by the blade of a knife; or by the end of a rope. I want you to love me even after both of our stories have ended. To be cursed with the memories of my voice, the warm skin of my body, and the way I looked at you like you fulfilled all of my dreams just by existing. *** ARGH- That was fun- Send me some asks if you like these- I'll still probably write more myself too- :D
AHHHH THIS REMINDS ME OF A MANGA I READ- HOLD UP- I GOT A HELLA GOOD BLURB TO GO WITH THIS- *** I've always been a rough lover— my lips doing more than just warning you of how I'll make you forget your own name whenever you're alone with me. My hands grabbing onto whatever they can while my canines pierce your skin. The taste of your blood, a tribute to my undying obsession towards you. Everything of yours tastes like the nectar of gods that the old priests have once praised. I can't help but get lost in you: your flavor, the way your skin flushes so seductively— it's like you want me to lose control. Your eyes seem to be begging for me to meld our bodies together; until there is only us, until there is no more of just you and just me. I'm gone by the time my marks have been scattered all over you— beautiful bruises that contain a medley of colors, both old and new. If you were to ask me where my favorite place is; it would be between your thighs. I could spend hours there, my hands bruising your delicate skin without any thought. My ears listening to every single one of your sweet noises: every squelch, every whimper, every time you shamelessly ask me for more. I love those times with you the most, when you're completely raw and vulnerable to me. Crying to me like I would to you. My favorite taste, though? It would be your ring finger. I remember the first time I bit it— as proof of our union, our bond as soulmates. The way my tongue would be filled with iron, but the thought of you being mine forever... Unable to ever truly remove the evidence of my love... It's addicting. So when you ask me if I'm starving... I am. I'm starving for every night when I renew our vows. My teeth piercing into the soft, scarred flesh of your left ring finger once again. The scar comforts me— tending to rub my fingers against the bleeding skin after we're done. My voice whispering praise after praise for you as I gently wipe away your tears. And when you look away for a second... That's when my tongue darts out to lick my lips clean of your blood, savoring the taste that I love so much. *** GOD. THAT WAS A LOT MORE THAN I EXPECTED. Still slayed it, though ^^
“You kiss like you’re starving.”
Hahaha I am.
I want to eat you.
I want to savor you.
I want to sink into you.
I want to feel you.
I want to salivate over you.
I want to consume you, body and soul.
In abstance of my (second) favorite reader - A thread of fast food worker reader and the haunted establishment that has attached itself to them.
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[A customer walks up to the counter after seeing Reader in the close ballpit face down]
Customer: Um, excuse me- don't you think it's inappropriate for a grown adult to be ballpit like that
Your coworker: Ma'am- please. It's site policy that they have to lay in the ballpit each day for at least twenty minutes so we don't have another missing person's incident.
You, getting a full body massage by the dozens of hands in the pit: This is the only reason I keep this job.
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A coworker with a crush tries to console you after you get harrassed by a customer: Don't worry, Y/n- I'll protect you!
You: Let's hope you're not like the last one and fall victim to the Weeper
Coworker: the what-
[A hooded figure bangs on the restaurant doors]: Please... Let me in. It hurts so much. I just want to see my spouse again. It's been so long..
Coworker: Oh no, I'll let you in-
You: I didn't leave you, asshole! You keep leaving deer kidney's on the tables when I let you in!
The figure: ...you don't eat enough during your lunch break
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[The restaurant's mascot walks out of the breakroom and hands you and other coworkers something before walking off]
Coworker: He... gave me a burger? That's nice of him... I guess.
You: Don't eat that. Whenever he hands those out the person in question goes missing.
Coworker: Then what does what he gave you mean?
You, holding a bouquet of roses: I don't wanna talk about it
I'd wait an eternity for you
I belong to you, my love. Never in a million years will you ever have to worry about me leaving.
I'm staying whether you like it or not.
Why is your attention on anything else other than me ? Am I not good enough ? What do I need to do to catch it. To keep it. To make you only look at me.
I wouldn't need anyone else If I had you. I want to be fully dependant on you, I want to belong to you. . . Don't you want the same ? Don't you just wish to be each others for enternity ? 𖹭