cityspiderlily

[cityspiderlily]

Yandere Sentence Starters

“Anyone who gets in between us can just die!” “I’d rather see you dead than with another man/woman/person!” “Say that you love me, and maybe I won’t have to kill you!” “I can’t have you interfering in our relationship anymore!” “You belong to me!” “If I can’t have you, nobody can!” “I’m not going to be ignored!” “Did you, maybe…change your phone number without telling me?” “You wouldn’t try to ditch me…would you?” “Liar. I saw who you were with!” “Good. Because if you were cheating on me…I’d have to kill you~” “Even if you run, I will find you.” “Choose me to live, or her/him to die. Choose!” “If you ever leave me, they’ll never find your body~” “Everything was going so well with us…until you ruined it!” “You stole him/her from me! So now…now you have to die!” “If you ever stop loving me…I’ll kill who you love instead.” “You say that you love me, but all you do is run!” “You love me, don’t you? You’d never betray me…right?” “I did this for you! Now that s/he’s out of the way, we can finally be together!”

Lines inspired by / taken from here!

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[cityspiderlily]

“Me? Watching you? What would ever give you that idea?”

[Obsession]

"Aesop," he began in a slightly chiding tone, "you ask me about a shop I didn't tell you about nor send you any pictures of. And I didn't show you any bags from it." Which Joseph had gone to, and Aesop didn't act like it was a guess that Joseph had gone there.

"You wouldn't have known which store, if I went to one at all, unless you saw." Joseph shifted his weight to one foot. "If you were there by chance, you would've told me then. Or mentioned it now."

Joseph wouldn't mind so much that Aesop saw him at the shop, but... he had been buying tools. Tools he didn't want Aesop to know about.

"I'd like if you could be honest about what you were doing, the full extent of it."

#my dear rose most precious in my garden

[cityspiderlily]

“Why didn’t you respond to any of my messages?”

[Obsession]

Messages... Right. Aesop had sent him some messages during the shoot. And one on the way home? Joseph groaned for a moment, holding his head as he closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Aesop, I was tired and I couldn't answer my phone during the shoot. I was going to answer when I got home..." He groaned again, holding the phone closer to his ear. "Unfortunately... I, ended up in a hospital instead." Granted, it was Joseph's own fault, driving while tired, but...

"I'm... going to be paying this off for a while."

#my dear rose most precious in my garden

[cityspiderlily]

“I’m sorry I stole your shirt. It still smells like you.”

[possessive]

Joseph paused. He'd simply asked why his shirt was here at Aesop's apartment, but Aesop admitted to taking it. And, because it smelled like him. Which caught him very much off guard.

When he finally could talk, "I have a smell to you?"

#my dear rose most precious in my garden

[cityspiderlily]

Stalker/Possessive sentences

For the first installment to this meme, check out Stalker Sentence Starters!

“Wear that outfit I like tonight. You know the one.” “I never want to see you talking to them again.” “I can’t stop thinking about you.” “I’ve tried to move on, to think about someone else, but you’re always on my mind.” “I’m obsessed with you.” “You looked so precious in your sleep last night.” “Don’t look at me like that; like you’re afraid of me.” “Where were you? You’re thirty minutes late!” “Tell me where you’re going and how long you’ll be gone.” “You’re not leaving the house dressed like that.” “It doesn’t matter where you go. I’ll follow you.” “I can be everything you need if you’ll just give me a chance.” “They’re no good for you.” “I don’t like them. Stay away from them.” “You’ll realize soon enough that no one appreciates you like I do.” “I just want you to love me like I love you.” “Look me in the eyes when I talk to you.” “I see the way you look at them.” “I want you to say you love me. Say it and mean it.” “If you leave me, I don’t know what I’ll do.” “I’m done hiding in the shadows.” “We’re going to be together forever. Just you and me.” “Leave them. Leave them and be with me instead.” “Every time I see you talking to them, it makes my blood boil.” “Are you just trying to make me angry?!” “If you’re on your best behavior, I’ll treat you well.” “Did you find the gifts I’ve been leaving you?” “I was in your room last night. You looked so peaceful.” “I’m sorry I stole your shirt. It still smells like you.” “No one will ever love you as much as I love you.” “If I can’t have you, no one can have you.” “No! Shh, shh, don’t yell!” “I don’t care what your friends have planned, you’re not leaving the house tonight.”

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[cityspiderlily]

Obsession [Sentence Starters]

For more stalker/possessive type sentences check out an earlier installment. Trigger warning for suicide mention.

“Me? Watching you? What would ever give you that idea?” “I know absolutely everything about you.” “No one knows you the way I do.” “It makes my blood boil every time I see you talking to him/her/them.” “I want you and no one else can have you!” “Go ahead, lock your doors, change your phone number. I’ll still find you.” “I would never ever hurt you.” “No matter where you go, I’ll find you eventually.” “I want to be your shadow.” “I know where you are at all times.” “I’ve memorized absolutely every part of your day so we can always spend time together.” “I’ll get rid of him/her/them, and then we can be together!” “No one else compares to you.” “Why didn’t you respond to any of my messages?” “You’re ignoring me. Why? Don’t you love me?” “If you don’t love me, I’ll kill myself!” “I don’t care who they are, I never want to see you talking to them again!” “I want you to love me so much it drives you mad.” “I did this for you. I did ALL of this for you!” “I just want you to love me!” “No one can ever take you from me.” “No! Don’t leave! I’ll die without you!” “I sent you more gifts! Do you like them?” “One day you’ll realize you love me just as much as I love you!” “I saw you talking to them. Back of, they’re MINE.” “I’ll ruin you if I ever see you talking to my love again.” “I didn’t want to do this, but you’ve left me with no choice.” “Do you promise to leave them alone or do I have to break your other fingers?” “You haven’t even seen the worst I can do.” “You’re nothing. They don’t love you like they love me. You’re NOTHING!”

#prompt

[cityspiderlily]

" Joseph? " Aesop called out, looking up to see the other. " I... tried my hands at gardening, too.... but....... my plant is dying........ and I don't know what I did wrong... can you give it a look perhaps?" He asked as he held a little strawberry plant in a pot towards Joseph.

Joseph took the pot, and gave it a closer look. Strawberries were ground plants, and weren't too finicky as long as temperatures weren't too extreme. "I could certainly help.

"How much light does it get, and how often do you water it? And what kind of water do you use? Some plants need cleaner water than others."

#my dear rose most precious in my garden

[cityspiderlily]

"You've hardly eaten or slept for weeks! If you don't let up, you're going to collapse!"

Joseph had stepped into his house, looking through his camera to check the pictures he'd gotten. He had to get these out in the next two days. And if he didn't get them sorted tonight-

Aesop's voice interrupted his thoughts. Aesop was here? Right, he'd been in the car as Joseph drove.

He turned, and for a moment his vision swam. Maybe he was a little tired... Joseph blinked a few times before leaning against the wall. "I've gotten more than... hardly sleep, Aesop, I promise." His voice lacked its usual energy and confidence. As tired as he was, as much as Joseph wanted to assure Aesop he was fine, he just couldn't muster the effort.

"I'm not... I'm not going to collapse, I promise. And I intend to-to sleep tonight. But if I can't sort through these pictures tonight, I'll..." He rubbed one eye. "Have to do them tomorrow, after my jewelry store shift."

#my dear rose most precious in my garden

[cityspiderlily]

Tired Sentences, Vol. 2

(Sentences for muses that desperately need a break. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"How long have you been up?"

"I know I couldn't sleep last night. Could you?"

"You're wearing yourself out!"

"Hey, I've been reading on the internet about this thing called 'sleep'. It's supposed to be real good for you!"

"Go home, get some rest, but sleep by your phone."

"You've been running flat out for days! You need to go home and get some sleep!"

"My diagnosis is exhaustion, brought on from overwork and guilt."

"Why don't you sleep on it and make the decision in the morning?"

"Relax. You can't see everything coming."

"Sleep is overrated."

"I feel like I could sleep for a week."

"You've hardly eaten or slept for weeks! If you don't let up, you're going to collapse!"

"Hey, I made some coffee for you. It's insomniac strength."

"Okay, fine. I am too tired to argue with you."

"I just want my mind to quit so I can finally fall asleep."

"Apologies for dragging you from your bed, but this is a matter of some urgency."

"Are you going to ask me another question, or can I go back to bed?"

"Don't you ever sleep?"

"Despite what you might think, the world's not going to end just because you disappear for the night."

"Are you sure you're not going to catch another cold?"

"This is the fourth night in a world that you haven't slept. Is something wrong?"

"Sleep deprivation is a one-way ticket to temporary psychosis."

"Did you sleep here?"

"There's nothing worse than bad coffee."

"Sleep is a luxury - a self-indulgence we have no time for."

"I just feel I need something to occupy my mind."

"Are you awake?"

"Aren't you always saying I should work less?"

"I think I've lost the ability to sleep."

"Are you working while we're in bed together?"

[cityspiderlily]

He just leans up and presses a soft kiss to Joseph's cheek before pulling away. "I really missed you.... You've been really busy lately.... we barely got to see each other..."

Joseph actually swayed a little as Aesop kissed him. Oh, the man was so cute. So sweet, and concerned. "Have I?" he posed, trying to remember the past few days. And what separated each day.

"Sorry, love. I had a few shifts, and then a shoot between, and some work to do on the garden." He chuckled to himself. "Much to do when helping you."

#my dear rose most precious in my garden

[cityspiderlily]

Joseph smiled more at the acknowledgment. "It is quite a lot of work." As he looked back to his garden with satisfaction, "But I think it's worth it. They're beautiful, and I get to watch them grow. They flower every year, and most of them flower through fall."

And he quite enjoyed caring for them.

Joseph got down on a knee and picked up the bag to move it closer to the garden. Then he knelt properly and opened the bag. Indeed, it smelled like compost. A rotten one. "As for why road kill?" Joseph reached in with his gloves and grabbed a handful. "Simple."

He then tossed that handful into a ditch he'd dug next to the flowers. It was a mix of black, brown, and very dark green, and resembled pulled pork or beef, if slimier. Here and there were yellow bits, likely none and cartilage. "A corpse has a lot of nutrients in it." Joseph started tossing some more into the ditch. "Think about meat and how much people get from it. Meat has a lot of minerals, vitamins, and not to mention energy.

"Once it's begun to break down, it's loaded for plants. And not to mention, more natural than chemical fertilizers. We just don't think about it because we don't like the sight of dead things."

Then Joseph paused and glanced back to Justin. With a gentle, if slightly intense, smile, "Besides, it's not like anyone else uses road kill, do they?"

 Justin smiled a little more flustered by the men words as he glance away chuckling softly. « Well it must ask a ton of works to place those flowers in such way and attends to their different care for each species. » then the young man smiled a little more at the mention of azaleas a such lovely flower And their meaning in the flower language, a discret and shy love. « Im sure they would go nicely in your garden ! »

but his smile fell a little for a more curious glance to the gardener before stepping back to not get the smell, « Uhm…why roadkills if i must ask ? » he heard about putting leftover of meat to fertilize but never of roadkill…and thinking about animals in the road with their bloodied body…he could almost shivered.

#i hope justin doesn't mind ROT smell

[cityspiderlily]

What is his relationship with his parent ? And Claude ?

Joseph and Claude were close, being twins. They shared a lot of favorites and interests, and Claude always dragged him around to go and try new things. But Claude was killed several years ago by a lady who refused to take "no" for an answer, and ended up stalking and killing him.

Joseph's parents love him, but Joseph lost touch with them over time after he and Claude moved out. They were at Claude's funeral with him, but Joseph couldn't feel it in himself to try and bridge the gap when he knew who killed Claude, and they took the legal stance that "they can't be certain".

He rarely talks to his parents now, and never invites them over.

#out of lilies

[cityspiderlily]

09. do they prefer/tend to be dominant, submissive, both, or etc.?

10. how often does your muse indulge in self-pleasure?

11. what is your muses favourite, or most favoured, position/s?

12. how sensitive sexually is your muse?

[Intimacy]

09. do they prefer/tend to be dominant, submissive, both, or etc.?

He prefers a slightly more dominant role. Joseph's a gentle dom.

10. how often does your muse indulge in self-pleasure?

Not terribly often. The one time he might is if he's been pretty physically active, and he doesn't have a partner around (or they've turned him down for the night). Joseph would probably masturbate to relieve the tension then.

11. what is your muses favourite, or most favoured, position/s?

At the moment, I don't think he has a favorite aside from preferring positions that have him very close to his partner and able to hug them.

12. how sensitive sexually is your muse?

If he's aroused at all, he's very receptive to any sexual suggestions. And his body gets quite sensitive.

But otherwise, I'm not really sure what the question means.

#out of lilies #/nsfw #not safe for sprouts

[cityspiderlily]

@melancoliefatale | encountered the garden

A such pretty garden with such a color composition and the tender light of sun, really it was a shame to not paint this…but i wasn’t like he could do that next time either unless he asked the one who posses the garden- and Justin heard a voice that startled him with surprise before he turn his head toward the gardener of the place, a man carrying a bag fertilizer he supposed and it was difficult to see his face because of the hat but the young man would see those white hair, white a snow. Then the men talked and Justin realize that he was standing there for a while and he begin to blush slightly before shaking his head. « No, Im a florist…but it’s true that i was admiring your garden, it’s quite a sight.» he answered before looking away embarrassed by the situation. « Im sorry if I bother you…My name is Justin. »

"Ah, another connoisseur of flowers." He let his hands fall to his sides. "I'm glad someone else appreciates my hard work." Then with a laugh, "You'll probably appreciate it more than most!" Which Joseph did enjoy. Most people who waked by liked his garden, probably said it was impressive, but they didn't actually understand the effort of it, nor how truly impressive it was.

"You're not a bother." A bit of a lie, as Joseph didn't like people being in his yard when he added fertilizer. But he didn't want to scare the man off. "I'm just adding a home-made fertilizer to my garden today." He glanced to the flowers with a prideful smile. "I was thinking of adding some azaleas, too. See how well they do."

Then Joseph looked back to the florist. "I will warn you, this is made from a mix of road kill and wet, dead leaves, so it tends to smell when it's ready. Like a compost."

[cityspiderlily]

It was one of those days where Aesop came over to visit Joseph. He knocked on the front door and waited for a bit as he was unsure if Joseph was in his garden or not. For a few minutes, Aesop just stood there, waiting, until he heard some humming. Instantly, he recognized that voice and judging from the direction where it came from, he could tell that Joseph was, as expected, working in his garden. Without wasting more time, he walked to the backyard before coming to a stop when he saw Joseph.

Joseph was on his knees, a pit dug beside the garden with a few trenches between the newest sets of flowers, a few small marigolds and cosmos beside him, humming a pop song he'd heard on the radio. He had a tan sun hat, sturdy blue polo and brown pants, and a pair of thick gardening gloves. Aesop would recognize them as his garden clothes.

He was getting trowel-fulls of fertilizer from a large plastic bag, tossing it in the pits he'd dug. Occasionally, he threw a handful of dirt in. He found it best to mix the fertilizer with the dug-up dirt. And it meant much less dirt for him to deal with later.

Of course, even with the smell of the flowers, the fertilizer Joseph had still smelled like roadkill and dead leaves. He might be immune to the smell, but Aesop wouldn't be.

Joseph stop his shoveling. The existing flowers were full up on fertilizer now, and the pit was nearly full. He just had to make some deep holes for the new flowers, and then cover it all with a good few inches of dirt.

Then he paused. Something felt off. He looked around.

He spotted Aesop a way behind him. Joseph smiled more and waved over his shoulder with the trowel. "Hello Aesop!" He chuckled. "You may want to stand back, this tends to smell when I initially put it in!"

#my dear rose most precious in my garden

[cityspiderlily]

A young man was walking in the street as the dawn was settled in slowly in the sky, the chilly wind was hitting his face making him adjust his scarf for more warm…oh March was such a tricky month with both of the sunny days and the cold weather.

then the man stopped something catching his attention and it was the most beautiful garden he ever seen. Those spider lily were quite gorgeous with they’re delicate petals and those deep shade of red…and those roses slowly blooming with the rays of sunshine hitting the garden subtly. A lovely vision that he wished to paint, ce jardin endormi.*

Justin didn’t hear the step of someone coming.

*sleeping garden.*

Red roses, white rose, yellow roses, roses of all different colors. Tulips of all color combinations just starting to bloom. Red, white, and pink carnations, different cosmos, daffodils. The breeze swept through, dancing the blooms and carrying the sound of humming through the air.

Joseph walked out of his house, sun hat and work clothes on, humming as he carried a large trash bag in his arms. Today he'd finally had everything ready to fertilize the garden again, and even add a new chunk to see if he could grow a few azaleas in this soil.

He paused his humming when it hit him there was another man on his lawn. Oh? They must have been drawn to the flowers.

Joseph adjusted the bag in his arms as he walked up. "Another gardener come to admire the forest?" he called out with a faint tease. He set the bag down and dusted off his gloves. "You came at an interesting time.

"Have we met before?"

[cityspiderlily]

Oh, dear. His dear, dear poor anxious Aesop. Joseph stroked his back as he pulled Aesop just a little closer. With gentle determination, "Something won't end up happening, Aesop." He gave Aesop a little pat before moving to stroke his hair.

"We can stay home and find something else to do. I won't make you go out." He placed another kiss against the top of Aesop's head. "I just want you to know we're safe. You're safe. I wouldn't let anything hurt you. And I wouldn't let anything take myself away from you."

Whispering now, "Did you have a movie you're really wanting to watch?"

「 @cityspiderlily Continued from here 」

The way Joseph called his name made Aesop feel guilty and he kept his gaze to the ground, unable to look into the other's eyes. To him it felt like he was ruining Joseph's plans but he just hadn't been able to shake off the anxiety that he had been feeling for the past few weeks. As much as he wanted to agree, he couldn't help the worry.

When Joseph wrapped his arm around Aesop's shoulder, he looked up. Guilt was laying in his expression and he hesitated for a moment before speaking up. " I'm just...I know you're saying we're fine but.... what if something does end up happening?.... " He sighs and gently put his arms around Joseph's waist, hiding his face in his chest.

" Can't we just stay home and watch a movie.... or do something else... that doesn't require us to go out late? "He quietly mumbled, tightening his hug.

#my dear rose most precious in my garden