"we need a gardener around here."
y/n fits right into Manberg's presidential house working as a gardener.
maybe they attract more than just blooming petals.
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yandere!dreamsmp x reader
(they/them pronouns used for non-specific gender purposes)
* R...
key - trigger warnings!: gore/murder, mentions of blood and kidnapping, some tooth rotting fluff (apologies to the aromantics. just pretend it's a more platonic scene if you're not digging it😭🙏)
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PRESIDENTIAL HOUSE, MANBERG.
YOU TOOK A SMALL BREAK ON the forest floor, petting techno's watchdogs once in a while as they naturally gravitated towards you. one even plopped its head in your lap while another did short laps around the area you two were in, techno feeding it treats to keep it alert and protective.
soon enough, you felt a lot better, being able to stand and walk around freely. some of your muscles still felt really sore but like techno promised, it wasn't so bad, and it was a lot more manageable. it felt like you spent a long while working out and you were recovering from it.
after a while, you scratched behind the dog's ears, listening to the sound of its panting and its collar buckling before standing up and stepping away. techno's eyebrows raised, his movements mimicking yours but much slower and cautious.
"i should get going now. i know this area well and i know how to get back from here. thank you, techno. you're forever in my debt. i really don't know how to pay you though." you trailed off, explaining yourself while gesturing, stepping away. the guard dogs paused and rustled around, sniffing the air around you at the sudden change in your movements.
"wait! please, y/n," techno seemed to quicken, pointed ears pricking up as he swept forward and grabbed your wrist. he had a gentle grasp on it, not wanting to cause harm on top of the red marks on your skin due to the cuffs.
"don't even repay me. i was only keeping you safe... speaking of your safety," he took one small step forward, making sure you can see the twinkle in his eyes. "can i make a suggestion?" you silently nodded for him to continue, curiosity bubbling like a boiling pot.
"please stay with me- away from all these sickos. i swear i'll protect you. i live farther away, off the parameters of the greater smp." he really wanted to protect you. at this proposition, his dogs began to stand on all fours and gather around the two of you, heads high and staring at you with glimmering eyes, hoping you'd say yes.
yeah he acknowledged the fact that the offer sounded quite suspicious to you after what you've been through, watching a skeptical expression flicker across your face. however, he couldn't think of other options that would be safe without having to hand you back to king right away. truth be told, he didn't quite trust king either despite him knowing the man probably treats you well, practically spoiling and pampering you in a way that the more poor budget of pogtopia couldn't begin to manage.
