+{"My love..~"}+ [Shrignold x Reader FanFic.] (OLD ASF)

{What A Lovely Cult.} 3.

You continued walking with the butterfly, wondering why his eyes had turned.. different after that interaction. You began to wonder why Tony had seemed so worried for you, he didn't seem to be the kindest person depending on how the other three; Draed, Manny, and Robin, had reacted... Suddenly, you felt a hand grab your wrist. "Hm?" You hummed, seeing the hand was attached to Shrignold. "We're here! Come along now {Y/N}!" He said, leading you to a strange garden-like area in the clouds. "Where are we...?" You questioned... "Your new home! Long as you agree with a few things, darling." He spoke, his voice sounded so lovesick.. wait.. Lovesick?! He dragged you farther in, passing by a statue head, that seemed to be being re-built. It had scorch markings all over it, probably from some stupid kid commiting arson. You kept going, following Shrignold closer... He tensed, looking at you as his pupils grew a darker red.  He knew it, YOU had to be his special one, he felt it in his bones! What if you left....? He couldn't have that! He needs you. . . He gripped your hand a bit tighter, before full on hugging you. "{Y/N}, you won't leave me right? You can't, I-I need you!" He ranted, seeming to become hysterical. He stopped, he couldn't let his special one leave. . . 

N O W  C O U L D  H E?

He hummed, his pupils becoming bright red hearts. "I should have you meet the others! How rude of me!" he then whistled, a few more puppet-people stepping out. 

[Time Skip!]

 After a bit of chaos, they had shown you Malcom, their literal GOD basically. "...So basically you guys, feed him GRAVEL?" You tilted your head a bit. The dog puppet nodded, seeming happy that you seemed to have it all down. Shrignold seemed to cling onto you, making sure the others were a bit away. He was always two steps ahead in case of emergencies. You wanted O U T, and so.. 

Once everything died down, the butterfly puppet went off to help rebuild their god. You however, took this time to plan an escape... Even if this attempt meaned death. You had come up with a decent plan, gathering up rope or vines to make a long rope safely to the ground. You tied it to the only tree that wasn't alive, and began carefully sliding down. "Shrigwood, get my little moth please.~" You heard Shrignold say, making you slide down faster. However, you let out a scream as a root grabbed your wrist and quickly started to pull you back up. You struggled, hitting at the branch and cursing. "Love, you're lucky we found out! Your little rope nearly broke!" He said in a completely worried tone, you didn't much buy it.. Until you saw one of the vine parts SNAP apart. He.. actually saved you? What the FUCK..? You hugged the butterfly, terrified.. If Shrignold didn't find you... The rope could've snapped with YOU on it, and you would've plummeted to the grassy floor.. You could hear your bones crack from the thought. "I.. could've died. . ." You muttered, fear lancing your voice. Shrignold seemed to hear this, trying to soothe your fear. "Shrigwood... " He smiled, nudging his head towards your direction. 

Suddenly,

You couldn't move now. . .