♡ Stray Behind You ♡

｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ 'I'm the trash you don't throw out~' ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ [[★.Yandere Ichimatsu rp/ask blog. 18+ ONLY. Nothing here is real. "irl" yanderes DNI.★.]] -ˋˏ ༻YES BLMatsu༺ ˎˊ-

[yandere-ichimatsu]

Yandere Ichimatsu Rp Blog

[(THIS IS ALL FAKE AND NOTHING IS REAL ABOUT THIS BLOG. If you believe otherwise, then you are doodoo.)]

(This is a roleplay blog for Ichimatsu Matsuno. Will I actually be rping here? Probably not. I really just made this blog to send "ic" asks into other character asks blogs!)

(That being said, if you want to actually rp, I've been known to engage in multi-paragraph novella rp before... For like, the past 20 years or so. It has just been a while since I've roleplayed [on tumblr], so I will likely be full-on newb about how to do it "properly" here. I will not do oneline/semi rp or write in lapslock.)

(You can send asks in and I will answer them as yandere!ichimatsu. I might also draw something for it like all the cool kid asks blogs, but it will not be good art or anything that I take my time on.)

(ABSOLUTELY NO MINORS! Mun is an old adult and if you try to interact and I see you are a minor, you will be blocked. No "irl yanderes" either---DNI. That shit is toxic as fuck and I know how to separate fiction from reality.)

(♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ YES BLMATSU ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Don't like don't read/follow/interact. By default, I have my yandere Ichimatsu thirsting after Karamatsu, but he can and will be yandere for anyone or anything just the same. Even though I like BLMatsu, I'm open to yumeships or anything else. Though I do write my yandere!Ichi as a top/dom.)

(OP IS A PROSHIPPER AND DISGUSTING. Only similarity I have with Ichimatsu irl is that I am, too, trash.)

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[yandere-ichimatsu]

@multimusemadness "I'm gonna find the ticket!!"

His tongue retracted messily, smearing his smiley mouth with a coppery, red sheen. Then, he lifted Ichimatsu's shirt and peered up it, searching for his prize.

What did the purple ticket even do? He had no idea, but that didn't stop him from wanting it.

It was true, Ichimatsu loved all animals. But he didn't love all animals equally. Still, he loved them more than people. Rather low on the list, though, were dogs.

And sometimes, he had to admit, hanging around Jyushimatsu felt like hanging around a dog. It wasn't too far from the truth either, considering past instances that have… happened.

A quiver ran through his whole body once his shirt was lifted---from the chill of the air, of course. A hot and cold sweat mixed. His gaze darted around the room as if trying to find an escape from this. "A-actually . . .," he took a step back, gently pressing his hands to the other's shoulders in order to slide him away from him a bit.

A small, awkward smile tugged at his lips, "I got the Wonka Ketchup accidentally all over me since I was also looking for the purple ticket too. I even found it. Would you like to come see?" he gestured towards the door.

[multimusemadness]

The moment hands pressed into his shoulders, Jyushimatsu seemed to break back into the sanity that so rarely reigned over his mind. Lifting his face away from Ichimatsu's belly, he moved back to a respectful distance, head cocked curiously. Consent, it seemed, was one of the few concepts Jyushimatsu understood.

Outside! Yes, that's where that door led to! Jyushimatsu loved being outside. It was his only outlet to fully unleash his boundless energy safely. Whether it was practicing his swing or swimming in the canals, he always found some way to occupy himself out there. With Ichimatsu, he bet they could find way more fun stuff to get into!

Leaping towards the door, he repressed the urge to drag out his dog costume for walkies. His curiosity for the purple ticket outweighed his love of chaos.

"Let's see! Let's see!" He chimed, glowing with excited intrigue.

[yandere-ichimatsu]

Precious Jyushimatsu. Always so enthused. If only he knew. Well, he was about to find out. The trick, though, was managing to keep him enthused once he found out if Ichimatsu was going to get some alternative use out of him.

"It's just around back here . . ." a single, low laugh fell from him as he directed Jyushimatsu to the back garden yard. There was Karamatsu's stupid ass bike he was working on sitting there. And to the left of that, a mound of dirt.

Then, to the left of that, was a rather sizable ditch.

Upon taking a few more steps closer to the ditch, Ichimatsu gestured towards it. Within it was one of the Hijirisawa twins. Shonosuke Hijirisawa, not looking his best. Actually, not looking at all because he was dead. Dead, dead, dead. Dead, ripped open, and doused with the Wonka ketchup. "If you want the ticket, it's right down there. Though you might have to dig around a little first. Say, . . . how good are you at chewing through bone?"

[multimusemadness]

Once they made it outside, Jyushimatsu made a beeline for the mound of dirt, flopping into it backwards like it was a pile of fresh snow. He was in the middle of making a dirt angel when Ichimatsu redirected him to the pit beside it.

Why was ketchup coming out of Hijirisawa's insides? Did he eat so much that he burst? It wasn't that tasty...

A voice whispered to him from the back of his mind. It said, 'I know what that really is. He's hurt... maybe worse.'

However, the voice was quiet. It came often but Jyushimatsu usually found it hard to listen to when he had so many other, louder thoughts. A sleeve came up to rub his mouth thoughtfully.

"I like bones!" He said dumbly. Woofing like a dog, he did a circle around his favorite brother. "But... um, Ichimatsu-niisan?" He stopped short, looking at the older of the two. "Why isn't he moving?"

[yandere-ichimatsu]

It was almost endearing to watch Jyushimatsu make his dirt angel. That was the thing about Jyushimatsu. When he did something ridiculous, Ichimatsu couldn't help but feel like it was charming. While if anyone else did the same thing? Then he'd have no patience for that shit.

Ichimatsu was intent with the way he observed his younger twin, wanting to watch his face very carefully when the other would become aware of what he was pointing out to him. And, maybe Jyushimatsu knew by the way he brought his sleeve up to cover over his mouth.

Slowly his gaze bounced between Jyushimatsu and the corpse then as he was asked why Hijirisawa wasn't moving. His smirk wavered. Perhaps this was a gamble he just liked to make with himself: was Jyushimatsu being dumb, or was he really just doing some sort of daft performance?

"Ever hear of food poisoning? Guess that ketchup must have gone bad when he had it," Ichimatsu at last answered the question and brought himself closer to Jyushimatsu. "How would you like to play a little game with me? Sometimes it gets boring playing with myself. I go and . . . collect people with food poisoning, and you help me dispose of them by getting rid of their bones, yeah?" He patted Jyushimatsu on the head, his hand still stained with blood and wet, "Don't worry though, you won't be able to pick up their food poising if you swallow their bones. I promise. I also promise that the reward of this game will be very . . . fillfulling."

[yandere-ichimatsu]

@multimusemadness "I'm gonna find the ticket!!"

His tongue retracted messily, smearing his smiley mouth with a coppery, red sheen. Then, he lifted Ichimatsu's shirt and peered up it, searching for his prize.

What did the purple ticket even do? He had no idea, but that didn't stop him from wanting it.

It was true, Ichimatsu loved all animals. But he didn't love all animals equally. Still, he loved them more than people. Rather low on the list, though, were dogs.

And sometimes, he had to admit, hanging around Jyushimatsu felt like hanging around a dog. It wasn't too far from the truth either, considering past instances that have… happened.

A quiver ran through his whole body once his shirt was lifted---from the chill of the air, of course. A hot and cold sweat mixed. His gaze darted around the room as if trying to find an escape from this. "A-actually . . .," he took a step back, gently pressing his hands to the other's shoulders in order to slide him away from him a bit.

A small, awkward smile tugged at his lips, "I got the Wonka Ketchup accidentally all over me since I was also looking for the purple ticket too. I even found it. Would you like to come see?" he gestured towards the door.

[multimusemadness]

The moment hands pressed into his shoulders, Jyushimatsu seemed to break back into the sanity that so rarely reigned over his mind. Lifting his face away from Ichimatsu's belly, he moved back to a respectful distance, head cocked curiously. Consent, it seemed, was one of the few concepts Jyushimatsu understood.

Outside! Yes, that's where that door led to! Jyushimatsu loved being outside. It was his only outlet to fully unleash his boundless energy safely. Whether it was practicing his swing or swimming in the canals, he always found some way to occupy himself out there. With Ichimatsu, he bet they could find way more fun stuff to get into!

Leaping towards the door, he repressed the urge to drag out his dog costume for walkies. His curiosity for the purple ticket outweighed his love of chaos.

"Let's see! Let's see!" He chimed, glowing with excited intrigue.

[yandere-ichimatsu]

Precious Jyushimatsu. Always so enthused. If only he knew. Well, he was about to find out. The trick, though, was managing to keep him enthused once he found out if Ichimatsu was going to get some alternative use out of him.

"It's just around back here . . ." a single, low laugh fell from him as he directed Jyushimatsu to the back garden yard. There was Karamatsu's stupid ass bike he was working on sitting there. And to the left of that, a mound of dirt.

Then, to the left of that, was a rather sizable ditch.

Upon taking a few more steps closer to the ditch, Ichimatsu gestured towards it. Within it was one of the Hijirisawa twins. Shonosuke Hijirisawa, not looking his best. Actually, not looking at all because he was dead. Dead, dead, dead. Dead, ripped open, and doused with the Wonka ketchup. "If you want the ticket, it's right down there. Though you might have to dig around a little first. Say, . . . how good are you at chewing through bone?"

[osostatic]

In loving memory of Karamatsu he’s not dead i just like remembering him...Unfortunately.

[yandere-ichimatsu]

I wish he were dead.

[yandere-ichimatsu]

Got a crush on anyone, Ichimatsu?

"Of course not! Maybe someone I'd like to crush, but . . . Why do you ask? Do you have a crush on me? you shouldn't. I'm trash."

[yandere-ichimatsu]

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. . . . . ╰──╮Look at me. Love me. Not them. Just me. Don't ever get tired of me. Because if you do, I'll rot from inside out instead of the outside in. Then I'll drag that plaguing feeling into your life so that you'll never forget what you threw out. If you wake up one day and realize you have fallen out of love with me, then it will be your last day breathing.

I know I’m trash. Filth. Something you would usually kick to the curb without thinking. But I’m your trash.

And you… You're too good for me. But I'll make you stay because… No one else is better for you than me. No one else has the amount of feelings for you that I do. No one else would crawl through the dark over shards of glass in order to stay close enough to hear your aching, disgusting heartbeat just to rip it out with my bare hands. Leave me alone but never stop loving me either.

You are the junkyard where I stay. You are my purpose. ╭──╯ . . . . .

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[yandere-ichimatsu]

@multimusemadness "I'm gonna find the ticket!!"

His tongue retracted messily, smearing his smiley mouth with a coppery, red sheen. Then, he lifted Ichimatsu's shirt and peered up it, searching for his prize.

What did the purple ticket even do? He had no idea, but that didn't stop him from wanting it.

It was true, Ichimatsu loved all animals. But he didn't love all animals equally. Still, he loved them more than people. Rather low on the list, though, were dogs.

And sometimes, he had to admit, hanging around Jyushimatsu felt like hanging around a dog. It wasn't too far from the truth either, considering past instances that have… happened.

A quiver ran through his whole body once his shirt was lifted---from the chill of the air, of course. A hot and cold sweat mixed. His gaze darted around the room as if trying to find an escape from this. "A-actually . . .," he took a step back, gently pressing his hands to the other's shoulders in order to slide him away from him a bit.

A small, awkward smile tugged at his lips, "I got the Wonka Ketchup accidentally all over me since I was also looking for the purple ticket too. I even found it. Would you like to come see?" he gestured towards the door.

[yandere-ichimatsu]

Jyushimatsu suddenly licked Ichimatsu's cheek. "This ketchup sure tastes funny, nii-san!"

(@multimusemadness)

"It's . . . the new Wonka ketchup . . . Comes with a golden purple ticket."

@multimusemadness

[yandere-ichimatsu]

Osomatsu: Err… Ichimacchan, Is that blood on your clothes?

"Don't worry, it's not my blood." ♡