◠◠ ﹫rest day's longing ⎯⎯ a yanblr ask game with twelve questions and five statements, centered around sunday. should be legible in light and dark backgrounds.
˚಄ 𝖆ngel ﹕ relative to the idea of being an angel, do you align more with being a guardian over something mortal, or an extension of a divine being? both, neither? in any of these scenarios, do you subjugate yourself to your charge/deity, or undermine them with your own will?
୭. 𝖘avior complex ﹕ when it comes to saving others, do they truly require it, or is it out of selfishness? do you use flaws or imperfections as a 'gotcha!' when in reality, they aren't truly debilitating or harmful?
˚಄ 𝖔rder ﹕ when coming to certain decisions, are you willing to sacrifice someone's autonomy for their prolonged safety? can you save from the bottom of your heart and from a place of honesty that it doesn't come from a place of selfishness, and rather a convoluted idea of acting as someone else's guardian?
୭. 𝖍armony ﹕ a crucial facet of human beings are their individuality— do you wish for your 'bird' to sing along with your melody, or is their individual song something you wish to cherish, that intertwines in your own to create a new harmony?
˚಄ disorderly noise ﹕ how would you react to your obsession/darling acting out in a way that they know would upset you as a way to grab your attention? would a misguided attempt for your gaze make up for itself with the intent, or is it something solely to be corrected?
୭. 𝖆 thing with feathers ﹕ is your obsession/darling a reflection of your own 'hopes', or is it something you wish to shepard them towards?
˚಄ 𝖈aged bird ﹕ would you rather build a cage for your 'injured bird', or build a nest and leave it outside? if something happened to it while in your grasp due to your actions, could you live with yourself? if something happened to it once freed, could you live with yourself?
୭. 𝖈onviction ﹕ what is a core value of yours, both as a yandere and outside of that? how does it affect your perception of others?
˚಄ 𝖆 soul boy ﹕ are your mindsets and convictions entirely your own, or something influenced by childhood experiences? is it something you've internalized and took ownership of as you've grown older, or is it something you wish to molt?
୭. 𝖈hildhood dream ﹕ have you cast away your own childhood dreams, or do your cradle them close to your heart?
˚಄ 𝖕aradise ﹕ is your personal paradise something within reach/here, or something still far away? is having a darling something you feel that is necessary to said paradise coming to fruition?
୭. 𝖋amily, unto ages ﹕ is your 'family', whether it be friends or chosen family, apart of who you are as a person? could you imagine your obsession/darling ever wanting to genuinely drive a wedge between you and them?
「 “ 𝖈age ” 」 i want to you be safe within my arms, sheltered from the world.
「 “ 𝖋reedom ” 」 seeing you flutter among others hurts, but your happiness fills me with joy in turn.
「 “ 𝖉omesticated ” 」 reading your posts is chipping away at my own resolve— your promised dream is something that tempts me like no other.
「 “ 𝖜ild ” 」 the idea of your dream is tempting, but one i'd love to fight you every step of the way.
「 “ 𝖜onweek ” 」 every facet of you is fascinating and adored. i wish to learn even more, if you'd let me.
⏖ ♡⠀Sunday. What day of the week would you assign me.
I would deem you a Saturday. The day after Friday, where you’re finally released from your responsibilities and you don’t have to think about the struggles of tomorrow. That is what you are to me.
You can be as attracted as you wish to me, but if you do not like the soft heart that beats within me then we will never work out. Your adoration cannot be a shallow fetishization of my traits; love them too. love the feathers and the fleece.
an ask for an ask, though i am on anon you know whom this is from.
first i want to ask about how you are doing, dears. i care about all of you very much, and want to know if you are well? you are here, and that is all i can truly ask for but, still.
the second a question of curiosity, one you may not wish to answer. you speak of captivity as protection. is that out of devotion? possession?
regardless of what it is out of, your writing is beautiful <3
-T
yes, indeed i do.
we are as well as we can be. i am replenishing the water in my body as we speak. though i also am talking to my dearest one, which makes me happy. they have lovely writing and while i do not know which ones they will post, all of them are remarkable and beautiful in their own way and i cannot wait to reblog them happily.
it is devotion, i simply want the one i love to be happy — yet i cannot say that there is not a selfish part of me who wants to be the only one to peer into that heart of theirs. after all, they would be the only one to peer into mine.
thank you, my friend. it means more than you know.
how do you get your posts so poetic. hm. jealousy.
-T
i’ve many methods to my writing, but the most urgent part is using wording that aligns with the meaning you intend to convey. if i wish to speak about something gentle, i will use less harsh words. if i wish to speak of something vile, i will use words that align with that sentiment. poetry and prose is all about the way you decide to frame your thoughts — not necessarily the thoughts themselves.
I’ve no qualms with making you happy, dear — your happiness means the world to me, it’s simply unfortunate how the things that make you ‘happy’ are no good for you.
You say I’m robbing you of happiness as I take every little thing from you, but I’m simply assuring that you’ll remain happy in the future.
curling up in your arms. i dislike this very much. why do people suck so much melody?
- T
There are many people in this world, and even though they would be good intentioned or you care for them — it simply isn’t enough or you aren’t compatible. Not everyone understands how to love everyone. That isn’t innately wrong. What is important is that you take the time to process your own feelings, and find something that doesn’t hurt and something that is compatible with you. You deserve something lovely, no?
Allow me to preen your wings, my love. Mine have long been clipped, but you can still fly. You still have so much freedom, and although I smile as my fingers run through your feathers… the truth is I want to drag you down with me, where we can be lonely and flightless together.
Neither you or I will survive my love, of that I’m certain. Perhaps that is why I am better off alone, yet selfishly I keep reaching for it ; that love that makes my chest ache and my heart feel like it’s aflame.
What am I to do, when your love is my greatest joy as well as my most painful hardship?
Bratty thing, always disobeying me. Running off, getting into situations I can’t defend you from. That’s why you need to stay still in your place, like the obedient doll I like you to be. Let me protect you from everything, even yourself.
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