Fair Enough, The Small Blob Is A Yandere, At Least He's Just Adorable And Harmless Unlike Some People

fair enough, the small blob is a yandere, at least he's just adorable and harmless unlike some people (looking at the other versions of dream) thanks for writing another request!

Of course ❤️

Here is a taste of my writing.

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Imagine, it's 11 at night on a cool summer night. The tree outside your window makes shapes on your wall from the bright moon. The shadows dance with the cool breeze, as the leaves shake together making their own night time songs. Your room fan brushes it's sweet cool soft wind kisses into your face. You take your phone, and press the power button to make the screen go black; it does. As you put the device away for the night, a small elegant sigh leaves your beautiful lips. You roll to lay on your back, allowing your eyes to scan your room once more. Your eyes make contact with the dancing shadows, you become entranced by their smooth movements. The way the shadows jump across the walls makes your eyes heavy. As your vision slowly turns black; and you fall into the sweet embrace of slumber, everything is peaceful.

As you fell into the embrace of slumber, a smile graced your lips. Though later into the night, you were awakened, not by anything in particular, but you just woke up. But, frighteningly when you attempted to tug yourself upright, your feeble tries were of no use. When you opened your mouth to speak, nothing came out. All you could move were your eyes. As your tired eyes scanned the room, you noticed: there were no more happily dancing shadows. No more soft windy kisses, no more warm embrace, no more night time leaf music. It was silent. Your eyes moved from your wall to a corner, when your eyes met two small pin prick holes for eyes, that vibrated the color of blood. It's mouth, permanently agape with rows of teeth lining each other, cramming in to get a spot. It's mid spine meets the ceiling, making it hunch over. It's body reminded you of the sad thin Christmas trees nobody wanted to buy. It's fingers were of needles. Your non-existent breath hitched. It's chest raised and fell as if it were breathing. But it wasn't. All it had was a dried out sad heart, that would do anything to feel complete again. There were no words, just thoughts shared with the beast through simple eye contact. It knew what you had done... It came to collect your debt. And collect your debit it did...

As the morning raise skimmed over your face gently, you slowly raised up. In a panic frenzy, you rip off your night blankets and run to the bathroom. Once in front of the mirror a mortified shriek left your dry lips. Touching your now sunken eye sockets, your fingertips met your newly pin pricked eyes.

You know what you did, you had to pay. After all, the body has yet to be given a proper burial, and that bloody knife has yet to get cleaned.

(Yanderexreader)

"Not even the Gods may have you."

(Warning: this will contain: Mention of kidnapping. Mention of murder. Gore described in details. Possessive and obsessive behavior. Unhealthy relationship. Mention of abuse. Yandere like behavior. God complex (?))

If you are triggered by such things, I'd recommend you stop reading.

P.s. this will be in a poem form ??

Your cry's are hurting my ears.

My love.

My dearest...

Your pleads for help, tear into my heart like thorns.

Your hurtful words are the vines the grow around my heart, of which your hurtful worded thorns.

My love.

My dear.

Why won't you take my love?

Why do you reject my gifts?

I do everything for you…

I give you your meals.

I give your drink.

I give your company.

I give you love.

I saved you from those pests.

…

My love, why do you hide?

I am not able to see your colorful eyes.

You hide your beautiful figure by curling up.

You know it is not good to hide.

Look up at me while you are on the floor.

Give me your thanks.

Thank me like a god just answered your blessings.

Be on your knees.

Be my worshipper, like I am your god you are so grateful for.

Be on your knees so I may show the gods that only I can have someone so perfect.

My love, pray to another god all you want.

They will not answer you.

They fear me to much so.

My love.

My dearest.

One day I will envelop you into my arms.

And you will lean into me.

You will love me.

You will rely on me.

And only me.

Rely on your god and their blessings…

My love.

My dearest

I am the only god that can own you.

Because, not even the gods may have you…

ONTO 20 FOLLOWERS! I refuse to see the creepy writing be underrated!

Congrats! I hope you keep getting support! :>

Aw thank you so much! You are so sweet!

Mha:

Heros

Eraser Head:

Basic headcannons

Broken darling (?)

Villain Aizawa

Student reader (platonic)

Present Mic:

Endeavor:

Hawks:

Students:

Deku:

Bakugou:

General headcannons

Bound to him darling

Todoroki:

General headcannons

Shinso:

Kirishima:

Headcannons

Momo:

Headcannons

Buying her darling

Jiro:

Tsuyu:

Mina:

Denki:

Snapping headcannons

Gentle yandere darling

Villains

Tomura:

Getting kidnapped

Dabi:

Basic headcannons

Getting kidnapped

Toga:

Twice

Overhaul

Anon input/thoughts

Input 1

Input 2

30 followers? Thanks it means a lot y'all like my work so much.