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Yandere Revivebur X Reader

Hi, been a while, not been writing really but it's fine. I wanna write angst and have no one to rp with so I'm writing angst by myself and posting it. Hope you guys enjoy.

Trigger warning: Death, toxic workplace, abuse

Your POV

You were currently in Las Nevadas doing your job, what was your job? You were a bartender actually. Why wouldn't a casino have a bar for customers to spend more money at and have the drinks make think unable to think straight so they keep betting till they lose their earnings. You had been working here since the place opened and sure it wasn't the best job but it got you money to live off of. Even if there were men who would hit on you often. One problem with that though is after a guy would hit on you, they'd never be seen again. Quackity thought nothing of it but you found it odd. Who wouldn't when it's a person that's directly interacted with them.

Today was just another regular day of work and while you waited for people to come to the counter to get alcohol or hit on you when you heard the trap door that led behind the counter open. You looked towards the trap door and saw Quackity shutting it behind him before looking at you. "So (Y/n), we have a problem. Our performer for this evening called off so I need you to go up there and perform." Quackity said and you froze up at the idea of performing in front of the hundreds of people in the casino. "S-Sir, I'm sorry but I don't think I can do that. I don't got any good musical talent to perform with." You barely stuttered out.

Quackity glared at you before replying with, "Well you better gain some musical talent on the way up there otherwise you won't have a job anymore. NOW GET UP THERE!" You nodded and quickly walked out from behind the counter and going backstage to try to think of what you were going to do in terms of performing in front of the people to not get fired. You glanced around at the instruments before seeing a guitar and thinking back to the few songs that you remembered your old friend Wilbur, who was gone now, taught you back when L'manberg(L'manburg) was first being formed.

You took a deep breath before grabbing the guitar and stepping towards the curtains before putting the guitar down again and grabbing the rope used to pull the curtains back or to close them. You stood there holding it for a second before muttering, "Here goes nothing." and starting to pull back the curtain. You glanced out the slowly opening curtain to see people turning to look towards the stage dude to the sound of the curtains being drawn. You soon as the curtain as open as it could get before grabbing the guitar and walking into the front center part of the stage.

"H-hello everyone. Sorry if I'm interrupting anything but your regularly scheduled performer for the evening won't be showing up tonight, s-so I'll be trying my best to provide entertainment instead. Feeling free to listen or don't, sorry if it's not the best but I hope you enjoy!" You said, some people looking disappointed while others looked somewhat interested. You put the guitar strap on so you didn't have to try to hold the guitar up too much. "By the way, the songs tonight aren't by me. So don't credit me for them!"

(Start playing the song above now as it goes to this part and below.)
And with that you started playing the guitar, the soft sound reverberating from the microphone to the rest of the room. Soon once you got to the right part of the song you started singing, "A cute boomer jacket you've had since sixth form adorned with patches of places you've been. There's nothing on my khaki coat that I got, from the roadside, when I was 16. My boots are from airports, my backpacks from friends. I'm not a man of substances so I'll pretend to be a wanderer, wandering leaving ascetic belongings in hostels and restaurant bins." You paused your singing still playing the tune. You had been looking at your guitar mainly since you sometimes had trouble playing when you didn't but when you looked up, all eyes were on you, most of them looked surprised, even Quackity had dropped his jaw.