DespairCircus
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The Wrath of the Fallen Dragon by DespairCircus
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When a raging dragon kills the King's best knight, there are consequences to be faced.
𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 | Yandere x Reader by DespairCircus
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Mania, the infatuation you give me, is what makes me break out of the never-ending loop. If I cannot have you then nobody will, I will crumple up and wither away from sight and my insanity will take over. "I want all of you for myself " Hibiki Yuuto is stuck in the loop of a colourless world where no one sees him and he is only a mere fragment of this world. Finally after countless resets of the same week over, and growing insanity, he finally sees someone new. Someone who can see him. Maybe this week could change to break free from this wretched world. But beware of his obsessive love because it could be the end and the restart. The choice is yours to choose, the time is ticking to your everlasting destiny. To be the lover of a maniac you cannot escape. ___________________________________________ 「 Gore, violence, swearing, and mature topics/themes occur.」
𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧 by DespairCircus
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As a young girl, you would hear multiple stories of the abandoned house near the end of your street. Many claim it once belonged to a witch. Now as an adult, you can't help but somehow feel an unnatural pull to it and its curiousties. On an odd day of helping your mother clean her attic, you come across an antique jewelry box. To your awe, inside it lies a unique-looking key. Where might this key lead you? The cover was made on Picrew and the artist is: https://twitter.com/moro_244
Pain | Masochistic Yandere x reader by DespairCircus
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Again and again, you find yourself sitting in the local hospital waiting room. The indistinguishable dull colours and passing faces. Tapping your foot and fingers on the rim of the chairs impatiently, your eyes bore at the wall in front of you. Everything was always the same as the last time you were here. Your mother's health was withering before your own eyes, yet nobody knew why or the possible causes of her deteriorating health. Each day she was becoming more, and more sick than the last with no remorse, and it scared you. Returning once more to the hospital, a strange occurrence happens. Parallel to you an odd man sits in the room that was usually painted with solitude. Staring you down like prey he taunts you with a freakish grin plastered on his face. His white eye patch and soft chuckles fill your gaze and mind. It intrudes all over your pale thoughts. But, surprisingly, you find yourself to be staring back at the very peculiar man. This is a horrible idea. What a pain.