#yan killer

🔪 Yandere Serial Killer never quite fit in. He would much rather spend his days slicing skin, and gutting chores whores than talking to them. And that became very clear when he met you.

🔪 Yandere Serial Killer spent his days watching you, how often you'd trip over nothing or cut your thumb when cooking, he was salivating at the thought of being the one to inflict that pain on you.

🔪 Yandere Serial Killer finds one day when he stalked you home from the bar and saw how you left the door locked behind you, he knew he had to strike. Creeping in he grabbed one of the knives from your kitchen and went up the stairs.

🔪 Yandere Serial Killer was met with you laying in bed he knew this was too good to be true. Climbing on top of you, straddling your hips he shook you awake, then proceeded to taunt you with the knife.

🔪 Yandere Serial Killer pressed the cold blade against your skin, its surface making your eyes go wide. He loved it, the fear inside of you making his heart race. Little did he know yours was going just as fast.

🔪 Yandere Serial Killer made a cut, shallow but still allowing blood to seep through. His smirk not leaving, rather it grew. He couldn't help the giggles that were erupting from him. Your pleas for him to stop falling on deaf ears.

🔪 Yandere Serial Killer knew some part of you enjoys it, the way your breath hitches and your eyes roll back, that some where inside you, this was all an act and he saw through it.

🔪 Yandere Serial Killer spent the night torturing you, his tongue running down each cut. You were exhausted and yet still terrified. His knife seeming more dull in the morning.

🔪 Yandere Serial Killer leaves you, his number carved into the wall, a warning and an almost plea to stay connected. The scars littering your body a token of his love.