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rotten-mob · 1 year
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YANDERE VENT // LIGHT REPETITION
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I'm scared. Why are you suddenly spending so much time with me now that you know I'm so obsessed? Am I entertaining you? Are you going to leave? I feel crowded into a corner and scared. I love you. I love you. I love you. I'm so sorry. I want to know every ounce of you but I'm scared you won't like what you see beneath the mask. I'm so. so. Sorry. I'm not as cool as you think I am. I'm just a creep.
Why is it, it's fine when I do it. But you give me attention and I freak? Why can't I just let you speak with me. I'm sorry for being scared, my dear.
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rotten-mob · 1 year
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YANDERE VENT
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I'm scared. I'm scared. I'm scared. Why are you so close all of a sudden? I'm supposed to watch from a far. Are you going to leave? An I entertaining you? I'm so. So. So. So sorry. Will our relationship change now that you know? I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry. Are you creeped out yet? What's going through your head? Is our vibe changing or am I being paranoid? Just ignore me as I stalk you. I'm not ready to be given attention. I'm worried you'll hate what you see beneath the mask. You say you love it but I'm scared. I'm an asshole. A sadist. A creep. Could you still love such a friend?
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rotten-mob · 2 years
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Fantasies & Heavy Love: #1
------------------------------------------------------ ⋅Having a being to accept every ounce of your love
⋅No matter what mine was, as if i could throw myself and melt into their arms. ⋅As if I could take out my frustrations onto them, and they wouldn't nudge because to them my love isn't heavy
⋅They wouldnt mind submitting themself to me, drinking everything i give them as if it was delicious
⋅my anger attractive to them, as their pained face would be to me
⋅i could collar them and they'd thank me with a hidden twisted expression, knowing we control each other
⋅they could gently lay their head into my chest. The only purpose my sinful 'chest' would have, would be to comfort them
⋅I could break them gently and with care ; knowing that when they're wrapped up moments later than their everything has merged into mine. us both truly being equals
⋅If they didn't want the 'pain' i could care for them like a porcelain vase
⋅every night polishing them with care and soft kisses, I wouldn't do a thing they didn't want. I'd value it all
⋅I'd change my everything for them, so that when i come to them. My arms could stretch out for a hug, and they'd immediately shove themselves underneath my jacket. Wanting to be closer to me
⋅I'd treat each of my admirations with love and tenderness
⋅Have the back of their head between my limbs as i take in the feel of their face with my hands.
⋅And few of any of this is meant sexual
⋅Penetration wouldn't be needed to feel connected with all of us, as our hands and minds have already begun to become one the moment we confessed
⋅and with each partner they bring back, i could ensure they all were cared for and fed
⋅if they love, i could love them. I'm sure. ------------------------------------------------------ (He/Him)
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rotten-mob · 2 years
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Why must my love be so heavy? Why must I experience love so rarely? I want to try - I'll behave and treat them kindly.
Please gods let me experience a healthy love
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