#obsessiveyandere

[gravedlullaby]

I do not want you to have friends. I dont want to be replaced by them. I want to be your only one by your side, I want to be the one that you comfort and care for the most. I want to be the only one taking up all of your precious time.

[maraalyy]

Oh to be surrendered and devoted to one person who owns you as their own.

Locked away in fringe darkness because they don’t want anyone to see you but them.

Such a ‘romantic tragedy’

A pretty face caged away by selfishness but you like that.. your BEING craves it.

You are finally the possessed and not the possessor.

Their jealousy creeps as a stranger looks your way.

Their eyes grow dark upon seeing you interact with someone who isn’t them.

You’re everything to them.

Their heart

Their Soul

Their sunshine

The air that they breathe

THEY NEED YOU

And you need them.. or do you?

They’ve caught you in their sinister trap but will you run? No, you won’t although you love the chase

You love to know how in love and truly obsessed they are with you

So gentle but oh so selfish

So sweet but oh so evil

But they aren’t evil to you, they love you

They devote their life to making you happy and learning about through any means necessary

You are no longer your own person you are

THEIRS

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Michael Froth

Picrew: NoelxRuriel

Name: Michael Froth

Relationship: Oldest Brother

Background: His parents are known as saints in your little town and by association so is he. Known as an articulate business teen who is on his way to becoming an entrepreneur. He has had many lovers all nameless and many mysteriously missing. ZGVkDQo=

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Personality: Conniving, sadistic, murderous-I mean slightly violent, sociopathic tendencies, calculative, in denial (is that a trait), traits of a pathological liar, dependent, obsessive, possessive, and jealous.

Likes: You, Yulia, Boba tea, spaghetti, Spencer’s birds, apples, money, taxidermy, knives, and the show Alien papers, and Vincent.

Dislikes: Vincent (not really), Spencer, Remalda, Jax, Vincent’s bodyguards, the school, your teachers.

Occupation: Entrepreneur, Yarichin for pay, hitman, and student.

Motives/Yandere style: [Sadistic Possessive and Obsessive Platonic Yandere] He likes to think he’s truly an emotionless sociopath but that can’t be the case when he will do anything to protect those he holds most dear. He seeks to satisfy his taste for blood and in order to get this he caters to the sexual desires of the closeted men in the town. They pay him, he gets victims who already cover their tracks, and he keeps the living ones under his thumb with the blackmail of their deeds. It's a system he perfects into a business that pays for the spoils for his sisters and future schemes. The one part he doesn’t quite understand how his sexy rich secretary fits into this.

[gravedlullaby]

I do not do normal love. I do the soul crushing devotion, I do the suffocating obsession and possession, I do the always on my thoughts twenty four seven and cannot live or breathe without you love. Thats how I enjoy it the most, I need to be suffocated by your love and your love only

[blue-scorpion-king]

obsessiveyandere started following you

"May we help you?"

[kinderlieb]

                                  he was doing the usual gig. Making pigeons appearing from the sleeve of his black trenchcoat, making illusions as if to have people believe in his card tricks and doing a little bit of juggling with ten knives and not to get hurt by it. Gravitational control and illusions; and he ended his small street performance for the day with fireworks, snapping his fingers and making small fireworks magically emerging form thin air around him. "Thank you! Thank you!" He voiced, his voice deep and confident; pride was bursting in him from the applause he was getting. 

[yantheyandere]

Assemble

obsessiveyandere

Yan's somewhat glowing and crazed golden orbs eyed the girl with pink hair as she approached him. He could feel his eyes narrow and a small smile pulling at his mouth. Yes, he could sense it from her. Something, something that he was all too familiar with, was radiating from this girl. Maybe he had some kind of yandere-sense or whatever. 

"Hello there," he said cheerfully. He smiled brightly and gave the girl a knowing look. "I've never seen you around Ikebukuro before. What brings you here? Have someone to see?" Unless he was totally wrong, he was pretty sure she was like him. Or else he was just an idiot.