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[yandere-love-is-strongest]

vampire: My darling, my eternal flame, my heart's joy taken human form... you simply must drink water your blood tastes like shit.

[yandere-love-is-strongest]

TW: nsfw, noncon/dubcon, yandere, captive reader, omegaverse, forced bonding is implied, subjugation, some type of sexism, soft dom, but extremely patronizing

fem reader

You offer to go down on him for the first time since he claimed you for himself, and his heart swells with all sorts of bliss—shock and awe, love and pride—utterly overjoyed at the pretty sight of you, so pliant and on your knees, acting like a proper Omega for a change—his cutest little mate. It’s so adorable he ought to take pictures, yet he doesn’t want to miss a thing or spoil the mood—after all, you always get so embarrassed when he brings the camera out.

So he settles for just watching—his adoring eyes resting on you, admiring how you struggle to fit all of him inside your mouth, thinking it’s the just cutest and sweetest how you try so hard for him. Bless whatever brought this new change of behavior on. He can’t be grateful enough.

It was only a couple of days ago when you’d still bite and claw and run away from him at every turn, growling and snarling like a rabid wildling and not the sweet Omega he knew you could be with the proper love and care. Maybe it’s just that—has his love for you finally tamed you? Oh, he couldn’t be more pleased if that’s it.

Look at you… trying your very best. He didn’t mind if you could only fit half of him—just seeing you try to take it all made him more than happy. The way your pink tongue slides along his veins—all teasingly and ticklish—makes him smile while looking down at you. Petting your head in smooth, encouraging strokes—reminding you to breathe every now and again.

He even pinches your cheek when you cough, crooning, “Careful now, there’s no need to rush, baby—take it slow.”

You curse him from where you kneel at his feet, trying to get it over with quickly. Despite your struggles, he seems pleased, and you think you might have managed to get yourself off the hook. That is… until he wraps his cock with one of his big hands and pulls it away from you. 

“I think that’s enough for now,” he says in his best attempt at sounding suave by nature, and yet, as you look up at him, you see it plain as day.

It makes your guts fold—the eagerness that encompasses him as he looks down at you with kind eyes and a smile—not completely able to hide the frenzy behind it.

No, please, you sulk inwardly—your clit is so sensitive from yesterday, you think you might die if he toys with it again today. You almost indulge the urge to scoot back, attempt to crawl away, and hide in false hope. But you know, chasing you around would just serve as kindling to his inner animal—he would take it as a game, hunting and pinning you down only to lick you clean like a dug-up bone.

You shudder at the thought and almost beg him to allow you to continue, almost insist you can do better, but all you manage is to bite your tongue and cry instead.

“You did so good, baby, don’t pout,” he coos, cradling your face and lifting it up to let him kiss it silly—chastely yet excessively—quick pecks all over, the same way you’d kiss something that’s just too cute for its own good.

It’s his way of comforting you, you suppose, or it might just be him poking fun. You can never really tell with him—if his coddling is all some act or something even more unsettling. But you suppose it doesn’t really matter either.

“Come here, baby, and I’ll do the rest, okay?” he asks, and yet it isn’t a question as he hauls you up off the floor and repositions you as he sees fit—on your back, belly-up beneath him.

His alpha pheromones are quick to overwhelm you, thick and suffocating, pouring over you in waves, drenching you in sweat and something else—something that makes everything sensitive.

The former fight you had when you were still independent has all but left you completely—siphoned from your being every day that’s passed and left you soft like the rest of those Omegas you vowed you’d never become—weak-willed with a body even more so. You feel like a stuffed animal at this point, full of cloudy cotton with a broken voice device that only knows how to squeak when played with.

He takes you beneath the knees and folds them down neatly by your head—one large hand taking both your summoned ankles in a single grip—and you’re locked in, unable to do much else other than pant—kept from breathing too much by the weight of your own thighs pressing down on you.

This had been what you were trying to avoid—this awful position which he seems to love just as much as you dread.

He whistles in awe at the pretty sight of you—all squished beneath him like that—face flushed, and your bloated lips parted with cute little draws of breath—tits bunched together, glossed in a sheen of sweat and heaving with the labored rise and fall of your chest—and that adorable cunt, wet and puffy, swollen up like a pink pillow eagerly waiting for him, a soft bed for his cock and a perfectly bite-sized slice of his favorite cake. His gut rumbles, and his mouth soaks. To think he hasn’t had a single taste all day—he’s beyond starving.

You squirm under him, and he chuckles again, this time breathily—showing more of the unsightly animal with the low growl that seeps into his voice, “Such a pretty girl…” It’s unclear if he’s talking to you as his inkwell eyes are set on something else. He sags forward, back hunched as he bows down to face the object of his desire with only a hair’s breadth of separation—breaths thick, puffed hot against you—canines bared in an eerie smile. “So shy…”

He ignores your wiggling completely—pinching the chunk of cunt where your clit hides, making it peak forth like a little button to press, and his grin broadens.

“There it is,” he licks his teeth with a raspy sigh—eyes wide and deadset. “My beauty.”

You squirm a little more, even though you know you’re not going anywhere until he’s satisfied. He doesn’t waste much more time—not allowing you to prepare. Keeping the pinch, he opens his mouth wide and takes the chub with eyes closed, tongue flattened and wide, cloaking your exposed clit with thirst. “Mmgh…”

He always gets like this—cute-aggressive and pussy-whipped. It’s as if he and your cunt have their own private affair, the way he completely ignores you. No, that’s not entirely fair—he gets like that when feeding you his tongue as well, but you suppose it’s easier making out with your pussy as it doesn’t need to get up for air. 

Neither does he, it seems.

He groans loudly and releases your clit from his pinching grip—but keeps his whole mouth on you—lips, tongue, and all—nose and chin too, buried there while his hand moves down to slip three digits inside, filling you up with little regard to the stretch.

Your breath flares and shudders with a whimpery moan, toes curling along with his fingers, biting your lip at how he hooks them right into the soft spot of your gummy walls, then fingerbangs you fast, right down to the knuckles each time.

“Fuck, baby—so, so good, always so good,” he slurs out into you, tongue otherwise too engaged to bother sounding coherent, yet you understand nonetheless, even though you can never really get used to it—how utterly unashamed he is. “Come on, baby, cum f’mo—cum on my face—” he all but happily begs, tongue out, slurping your slit brazenly.

He’s not a very classic Alpha—how he worships you on his hands and knees with a throat full of plead and praise. He doesn’t even touch himself—cock left hung and bobbing against the bedsheets, hard and strung up with a net of veins, pilling pearls of pre that all go to waste—too busy with you. 

It’s stupid how you’re the one who ends up feeling ignored as the unwanted and overwhelming pleasure manhandles you into submission.

“Cum, baby, give it to me.”

You mewl as his tongue draws something out from within you, making your clit blare and thrum with your heartbeat. You struggle to enjoy it, you always do, feeling forced to surrender, and yet the more you try and deny it, the firmer his hold gets, relentless as he sends you right over the edge. You yelp and seize up once it takes you—clenching tightly around his digits as they unknot your insides, turning you into utter putty in his palm. 

And even then, he doesn’t stop—as if he doesn’t know how—sighing with elation as you quake on his tongue. That crooked smile on his face, nothing short of predatory and vile as he maintains the motion of his fingers, moaning in turn at your cute spasming and all the wordless babble that leaves your lips as you shake your head, crying for him to leave it alone. “Plea’ no more—stop, too much—”

He just chuckles against you—you really are too cute for your own good. Silly little Omega, don’t you know what your pheromones do to him? But okay, fine, since you asked nicely. He gives the slit one last thorough lick before wiping his smile while sitting up.

You haven’t even started coming down when he dabs the weight of his shaft upon the sensitivity, cooing at the lewd little plaps it makes, all slick as he slides the length between your flustered pussylips—fucking through the fat of the mound, running over your full clit, again and again, while listening to you squeak more nothings.

He only croons, “Yeah, I know you like that, baby—this pretty pussy of yours just loves my attention, doesn’t it?" His eyes seem to glow with something sickly, his voice thin, just shy of unhinged. "Always so cute, I could die.”

He can’t get over it—you’re too adorable like this. Watching you pleasure him was a welcome surprise, but ultimately, this is how he always wants you—flipped and pinned with your cunt exposed to his every wish—his favorite toy that never disappoints.

“Your pretty pussy’s always such a crybaby, y’know that? Look how it weeps f’mo—so needy to get stuffed. I bet you want my knot, huh?” he keeps mumbling while using his cock to play with your overworked cunt without yet entering it. “Alright, baby—don’t worry—I’ll give it to you,” he rasps, drooling.

You can’t keep from whimpering when the bed jostles, accounting for his repositioning as he moves to mount you with his feet planted down flat on the bed. Your ankles are pinned passed your head at this point, tipping your cunt up higher than your head.

“Yeah—I’ll give you what you want.” His voice darkens, and so does the look in his eyes—soaked in something you don’t like—something wild and downright terrifying. “And I’ll give it to you good.”

You almost protest, but you know there’s no getting through to him—not with that expression. You hate Alphas, you hate him, and you really hate this awful pose—this mating-press pile-driving overkill where he always bullies into the backroom of your cunt, insisting on fucking your cervix as he digs his cockhead right at the mouth of your womb, knotting you and filling you up with the full worth of his load. It never fails to make you feel utterly wrecked and bedridden in the morning.

But he doesn’t care about that. You have no places you’re supposed to be anyway—nowhere aside from right here, in his bed, where you belong—his sweet Omega bride who’s going to give him lots of pups.

He lines himself up, pressing his head past the ring—watching it swallow around him and biting his lip at the sight. “Look at it, baby—look as I stuff that perfect pussy all the way up—”

He sinks in slowly, revering your cunt for every inch you receive—watching it in awe as it takes the entirety of his length right down to the base. It’s like a magic trick how it all disappears—you’re so tiny, and yet you’re built for this, to take every part of him in, hugging his shaft with velvet heat, milking him as he kneads the spot inside you that always makes you cry out so good for him.

“Yes, baby—that’s my girl—take it all,” he coos, all but sitting on your ass with his cock down your cunt. “It’s like your pussy’s made for me, isn’t it? Perfectly tight, perfectly deep, perfectly wet and chunky to feel like I’m fucking heaven itself—”

You feel no different from a toy when he does this—a squeaky toy manufactured for a Chihuahua puppy, yet mistakenly given to a full-grown Rottweiler. He straight dogs your cunt through several peaks—so soaked now that it fossettes down both the slope of your belly and the cliff of your spine. And still, he keeps going, rambling on like usual—all words that fail to reach you.

You’re so lightheaded you’re on the brink of passing out—overheating and out of strength, numb and tingly, beyond happy when you finally feel his knot swell within, propping you to take his seed. 

He keels over—his thighs pressed down tightly atop yours—panting above you—eyes half-mast and glazed, almost crying in bliss while feeding you his cum, knowing it's flooding your womb, breeding you full of warmth and love.

“Yes, every drop, baby—it’s all yours.” He keeps a thumb rubbing over your clit as he croons. Voice beyond lovesick, “Let’s make too many pups to count.”

♡ BNHA – Deku, Kirishima, Hawks, Natsuo, Mirio ♡ JJK – Gojo, Geto ♡ HQ – Kuro, Miya twins ♡ BLLK – Nagi, Bachira ♡ DS – Doma ♡ WB – Umemiya, Togame

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

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My perfect darling

Thinking of yandere!husband with a willing darling who is a bit bratty.

cw: spanking, implied murder, brat taming, teasing, pussy slapping, clit play, piv, creampie, pregnancy kink, breeding kink, breeding, unprotected sex, knife play, knife kink, blood kink, blood drinking, consensual non consensual, rough consensual non consensual, consensual drugging, vampire yandere, soulmate bonds

He watches as she talked and giggle at some loser’s joke that probably wasn’t even funny. He watched as she looked at the other with joy in her eyes, he felt his skin burn up, that his fists clenched and unclenched, oh how he so desperately wanted to yank her away and take her right then and there but he had to be careful because he doesn’t want to show his darling’s body off for these unworthy souls. He will wait until tonight when they can be alone. But for now, he has an important thing to take care of before he can relax.

It wasn’t until it was well past 9 when he turned up at her door covered in blood, she frowned and quickly pulled him into her house. She pulled him towards the bathroom before grabbing a towel and soup, she begin to clean up his wounds while rolling her eyes every time he would say it wasn’t that big of a deal, she just shook her head and finished cleaning him up. “You really should be more careful you doofus.” She huffed out which caused him to narrow his eyes and grabbed her legs and pulled her closer to him before growling out. “Don’t be a brat to me.” He said causing her to rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

But seeing that made him smirks as he remembered the conversation about one of her fantasies, so he is so glad he always have drugs hidden in her house when she ask for him to take away any thoughts and let her be so submissive and dependent on him that she lets him hide the drugs in her house, he hid them so she couldn’t use them on herself without him. He didn’t want her to be that way for anyone else but him.

“I’m not being a brat, I’m just being honest.” She said but gasped when she saw him pulled her towards the guest bedroom and pushed her onto the bed, grabbing the box that he hidden under the mistress and grab the syringe and vile of a pretty blue liquid, he stuck it in her neck before pushing the liquid into her bloodstream.

He had took her into the woods and waited for her to wake up. Once the darling was awake, he looked at her and smiles menacingly, twirling a knife around before cutting her skirt and panties off. He doesn’t even think twice before slicing into her stomach, growling seeing the blood and begins to lick the wound, moaning at the taste of his darling girl’s blood.

She started to squirm as she felt his fingers on her aching clit and rubbing it in very painful slow circles as he laugh seeing how his beautiful darling’s face contorted into fear and confusion on to what was happening. “If you want to survive this night, you do as I say.” He said and gripped her hips harshly. “You’re going to start running, when I catch you, I’ll get to do whatever I want with you.” He said menacingly as she stood up and quickly start to run hoping to find a way out of the woods.

The psycho laughs and grins evilly, counting down from 10, after hitting 0 he starts running in the direction his darling went, he smirks as he sniffs the air, he knew she was close when his body started to vibrate with anxiety knowing that what he was feeling was her emotions, making his way to her hiding spot, he peek around the tree and harshly grab her throat and pulled her out.

He pinned her to the ground and held the knife to her small bump, cooing at her tears, he lean down and licked them off of her cheek. “So beautiful when you cry, sad that the baby might not even be your husband’s baby knowing how many time I’ve played with you at night when you all went to sleep.” He teased as he pressed the knife more into her stomach before pulling away and pressed the knife right above her pussy and slice it causing blood to seep down into her clit, he quickly lick the blood and sucks on her clit.

This caused her to moan and covered her mouth, scared to push him further into the need to consume her. He pressed the knife handle in her pussy and moves it slowly to torture her, she tears up fearing how her husband would react to knowing what’s was happening with her. She tries to squirm away and to run but the vampire quickly pinned her down and growled. “No, if you don’t want you and the child to die, you’ll stay still bitch.” He said and she stayed still.

He yanked the knife away and quickly gets undressed before thrusting deep in her, groaning how tightly she was gripping him, he leans down and bites her neck hard, causing her to bleed, she moan and cries out, trying to escape from him, fearing of what’s was happening. He thrusts as fast and deep as he could, he bend her over, causing him to abuse her cervix.

“Fuck baby girl, you feel so good and look! I’m so deep in you, there a fucking bulge in your stomach!” He laughs as he pressed on the bulge, causing him to shiver, she cries out loudly and scratches at his face. “Get off of me you bastard!” She screamed as her brain begins to turn into mush, the pleasure her body was feeling begins to betray her, he smirks and slapped her clit hard, watching how her body shook and groan when she squeezed him so much tighter.

This went on for a bit before he roar when he was feeling his orgasm, she widen her eyes as begs him to pull out but he just smirk and thrusts deeper. “You won’t have to worry about getting pregnant because you’re already pregnant so take my fucking seed bitch!” He roar once more before cumming deep in her, forcing the cum in her cervix, he stayed in her as he watch her moan and squirt before calming down, giggling.

“My handsome husband, I needed this, thank you.” She said as she reaches for his cheeks, rubbing them as she lean up and kisses him passionately. He kissed her back and chuckles. “I know sweetie. Let’s get you home darling and clean the wounds so our precious one doesn’t get hurt nor do you get infection.” He laughs and pulled out and walking home happy that they live just outside of the woods.

For the rest of the night, he was her servant. This is how he wanted to live forever, maybe he’ll actually turn her now that they’ll have a family to live for.

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He's a giver

♡ Once I do my homework and finds out ways to drive you crazy, I’ll demand to go down on you

♡ Will dominate in bed, it’s natural in me. So when I tell you to spread your legs and to be a good girl, mischief in my eyes, heat filled your guts to which I almost rolled my eyes into the back of my head because holy shit your scent

♡ Loves having my tongue lapping into your sex; I suck, I’d lick and thrive because of your reactions, just having your tights trembling by my ears as I gripped them to keep you in place made my cock hard but what I really loved was knowing I could get you off just with my tongue; I’d even smile into your cunt as you’d moan louder and louder, the only thing left in your vocabulary being my name

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“Yan—” you’d say, out of breath, back arched as you couldn’t focus your vision. You struggled to keep your composure as I licked over your clit brutally, two fingers inside of you.

“Look at me when I fuck you with my tongue.” I said, stopping and earning a moan from you. With a deep breath you settled back, opening your legs a little bit more, not even realizing you were almost choking me with your thighs, not that I really disliked it, actually more of the opposite. I gave you a wild grin as you locked eyes with me and I go back to fucking your cunt, making my fingers go faster.

“Good girl.” I growled, not breaking eye contact. I felt it too, the shiver running through your body as I knew that you got even wetter, proud of my accomplishment and as I sucked slowly and made you see stars, I resumed my brutal rhythm until you were a blabbering mess or if merciful, you just cum at least twice.

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Sub!vampire begging to eat you out on your period

NSFW

Your vampire lover always seemed to know you were on your period before you did, so when he kept glancing at you throughout the day, you knew something was up… especially when you noticed the tent in his pants.

“Baby, what’s gotten into you?”

He had you pinned underneath him, panting as he rutted against your bloody cunt, your panties already discarded on the floor.

“Can’t… f-fuck, can’t stand it anymore, darling…”

You yelped as he kneeled down, kissing your thighs before resting his chin on your knee.

“Please, my love, my heart… I need you…”

He licked up your blood as it dribbled down your thigh, his eyes clouded with lust and hunger.

You bit your lip, playing with his soft locks. “You… you can go ah-“

Before you could even finish your sentence he was shoving his face between your legs, making you gasp and write as he buried his tongue into your cunt.

The feeling of his fangs brushing against your clit was both nerve wracking and exciting, and you orgasmed within minutes.

He didn’t stop though, using his fingers to pump in and out if your wet cunt, trying to keep blood flowing into his hungry lips.

He was attached to your pussy, looking up at you as his tongue moved over your swollen and puffy clit.

“So good, my angel, my darling…”

Your lover didn’t pull away from your pussy until you were begging for a break, but fingers were soon replaced with his cock, and he fucked you like a wild beast.

He had never behaved like this before, love making was always so gentle and slow, but it seemed your period had caused him to go into a feral state where the only thing on his mind was feeding and breeding.

After 3 creampies you began losing count of how much cum he was fucking into your bloody cunt, your body feeling fuzzy and warm. You didn’t even notice his hands sinking into your neck until he was pulling away, your blood dribbling down his chin.

By the end of the night your belly was stuffed full of his cum and you were exhausted… but at least your cramps were gone.

“Oh, angel… I’m so, so sorry…”

Your lover died of embarrassment the next morning, feeling terrible for leaving you in such terrible shape without giving you any sort of aftercare. All you could do was give him a sleepy smile, kissing his cheek.

“Don’t worry… I loved it.”

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Mafiaboss!Yandere

Mafiaboss!Yandere who needs his wife when work is rough. He needs your soft touches and feather like kisses when he’s telling you about how many men he lost. He needs you to cradle his head in your lap as he plays with the hem of your apron, stained from the steamed dinner that now sits in the your stomachs.

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Mafiaboss!Yandere who doesn’t hesitate to let the world know that you’re his. Who only trusts his right hand man to look after you when he’s gone away on missions, who also doesn’t hesitate to shoot when the man attempts to take advantage of you. Letting the man crumble to the floor as he walks towards you, wrapping arms around your waist as he coos at you.

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Mafiaboss!Yandere who has bars of gold and towers of cash that sit pretty for him in his office but the best accessory to it is always you, his wife. The only person he’ll let close to him, the only remedy to his chaos.

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When the sun goes down and somebody is avenged, the man in front of you crumbles and relies on you to carry him back safely. His mind has gone through hell and he needs you to bring him back to safety by holding him in your soft arms.

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Mafiaboss!Yandere who’ll pull the trigger on himself without a thought to save his wife.

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[yandere-love-is-strongest]

I want you…

I want you entirely, everything about you.

I want you, only you.

I want you now and forever.

My heart ache with how much I love you.

Every breath hurts with how much love I have for you.

I could never ever live without you.

My body could never handle not having you at my side at any moment.

We were meant to be.

We are meant to be and you know that.

You do know that, right…

[yandere-love-is-strongest]

Mafia Yandere

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When you walked into Yandere’s personal room, you expected me to be counting cash, or maybe even planning the next mission, but instead I was sitting on the leather couch across from my desk, polishing my gun. You stood there watching me, muscles flexing underneath my blood stained white shirt, thighs spread and looking delicious even in the gray sweats, a shiver chain with your initials on it dangling around my neck and catching the light in the room which causes it to shine.

I paused, looking over in your direction before smirking, waving you over with a flick of the gun. You tiptoe inside, closing the door behind you. I look you up and down as you cross the room, all dolled up and pretty in your silk pajama set, your plush, unmarked thighs drawing my eyes in. You position yourself at my side, giggling when I gives you a sharp smack to your ass.

“Wanna help me clean it, darling girl?”

You nod, squealing when I grab your ass and maneuvers you onto my thigh. You reach behind yourself for the rag and polish, but I swat your hands away and brings the gun up to your lips, dragging it over your bottom one. You feel heat rush between your thighs, wiggling around to get comfy. I lean my head on your shoulder, kissing up on your neck as he slides the nozzle into your mouth, licking up the drool that falls from your mouth.

“Makin such a mess on it, darling. You like gaggin on my gun?”

You whimper around my gun, mewling when I slap your thigh.

“I asked you a question, darling. Good little brats answer their Daddies.”

You gasp for air when I slides the gun out of your mouth, whimpering out.

“Yes, Daddy I love it.”

Before I shove the gun back in, along with a hand encompassing your throat, squeezing gently. I tense my thigh underneath you, making you jolt as it runs against your clit.

“Be a good slut and ride my thigh, yeah?”

You babble a faint yes Daddy before grinding your hips against my thigh, choking and spluttering around the metal. I pant softly into your neck, pulling the gun out once again to watch as a string of saliva connects your swollen lips and the shaft of the weapon. I slide the gun down your body, rubbing it over your clit after settling you over my pulsing cock, grinding you against me with a moan.

Your hips stutter, the wetness from the gun seeping into your shorts and making you shiver. I jerk my hips up, biting into your shoulder and placing my hand back on your throat, muttering with a raspy voice.

“Cum.”

Before pressing the gun harder against your pussy, and when you hear a faint click you cum hard. I follow behind you, my dick twitching and swelling before wetting up my boxers, a stain quickly growing underneath you.

You both pant heavily before I help you stand, planting a bruising kiss on your lips before shooing you out, grumbling about having to reclean it cause of your cute ass.

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[yandere-love-is-strongest]

[yandere-love-is-strongest]

[yandere-love-is-strongest]

Everything I do, I do it all for you.

Hello, my real name is Magnus but I’m now going by Yandere.

I have three bloody damn perfect darlings, Kat, Vic, and Katsu. So I’m taken and if you flirt with me, I’ll make you regret it.

I only want to be able to share my thoughts for my darlings which is why I am on this account.

I will not tolerate anyone thinking that they can try and take me away from them.

I love them and if you mess with them I will fucking kill you.

I might talk to you but don’t get your hopes up.

[yandere-love-is-strongest]

Do I creep you out

I know that you don't know me very well

We've barely met but I can surely tell

No one will ever love you like I do

I like to watch you when you’re in your room

Sometimes I drool and usually I stare

My darling girl

I saved that gum that you threw in the garbage

You're the one I dream about

But the only question with me now

Is, "Do I creep you out?"

Every time I shake your hand now

Wanna put a ring on your hand

Well, do I creep you out?

Call you every night and hang up

Gonna carve your name in my arm

In my arm, oh oh!

Somethin' I should ask about

Can I sniff your panties?

And do I creep you

Do I creep you out?

Your restraining order's out

Still the only question with me now

Oh the only question

Is "Do I creep you out?"

Know exactly where you live now

Follow you from work right to your house

Well, do I creep you out?

Do I creep you out?

Was dared to recreate this stupid song into things I would do

[yandere-love-is-strongest]

Looking at what is mine

I hate it when they look at you so fucking much…

I’ll gorge out their eyes…

Make sure they never look at my darling again~