Darling Dearest [Yandere JJBA x reader]

[2] Oh no!

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Warning: Blood/Smell of blood, corpses, the simp is strong with (Name), bubble bubble toil and trouble, the British, ouch you step on a rock, no cursing surprisingly (I lied (Name) says hell)

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I shoved the key into the lock hearing the pins in the door be pushed up. I quickly unlocked the door and walked through my door. I felt all my energy was drained from talking to so many people today. I mean, I didn't hate talking, it was more that I preferred being alone. But it seemed everyone else loved talking to me.

I flopped onto the couch as I heard my dog lumber over to me. He panted staring at me for a moment before beginning to lick my face.

"Hey! No, wait!" I laughed sitting up and trying to get floofy dog off of me. I stopped noticing the light from my TV. I paused seeing it was on Netflix ready to play Part 2 of JJBA, perfectly paused on the intro called BLOODY STREAM.

I thought I had turned the TV off before I set out to work. Did I just imagine I did? Or did Puppy accidentally turn it on while I was away? I turned to look at my dog who was still happily licking away at my check

"Did you do this?" I asked him.

He barked at me.

"How DARE you!" I acted offended, standing up. I pushed out the thought of watching Jojo right this moment as I went to make dinner.

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I came back to the same Netflix pause screen but this time with a hot plate of food. I sat down and glanced back at my dog happily munching down on some dog food. I gushed at his full hamster-like checks before being startled by loud music.

I looked back at my TV seeing the show started to play.

"The hell? Did I sit on the remote?" I muttered before shutting myself up by stuffing my face with food.

I didn't really care about how any of this started. All I knew was my tired brain like the moving men on screen and colors.

I felt my eyes slowly get heavy as I finished most of my food.

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I rolled over trying to get comfortable on my couch, but this didn't feel like my couch. It was hard and cold like I was sleeping on a stone floor. I cracked my eye open seeing I was really on a stone floor instead of my soft couch.

I sighed sitting up and looking around. Yup, this was another weird dream. I leaned my back onto a pillar as I looked around the dark room. I recoiled smelling a distinctive 'metallic' smell.

I quickly covered my mouth suppressing a gag. Why does the whole room smell like it's covered in blood?! I felt a shiver run up my spine making me peer from behind my pillar.

The room looked much more familiar now. It was the room where the German soldier got massacred and the awakening of the other Pillar man. It seemed all the soldiers were freshly killed seeing as I could hear the droplets of blood drip from the UV lights.

That and the four large men were having a calm and collected conversation in the middle of the blood bath. Wait, four? I took a closer look spotting a composed Santana in the middle of the group. How is that possible? Wasn't he the first pillar man to die?

He felt me staring at him, making him turn my way. I felt my breath catch in my throat making me duck behind my pillar again. Even with this being a dream, the pillar man are fucking terrifying!

I mean, they're also really hot. Probably cause they're strong and dangerous. That and ripped as well, like I could grate cheese on dem abs. I shook my head trying to get rid of my fangirl thoughts.