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  • Maiden | Yandere Mortal Kombat  by heither_woe
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    " Mi vida es un tormento." _______________________ Readers' discretion is advice. There will be mentions of stalking, creepy behavior, sexual intentions, murder, obsession, torture, kidnapping, and more. You have been here by warned, so do not report me without you already knowing what might and will be in here. This will also contain sapphic literature, so if you don't like it, kindly continue to past mine.
  • Blue Eyes | Yandere Wednesday  by heither_woe
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    Don't look, Please. For my eyes are filled with the never ending suffrage of my heritage. I know you'll hate me if you do. Discrimination I've lived in. I don't want you to see because of it. You may say how you will love them but, I can't believe that. They will remind you of the cloak winter carries. They will not be as warm as yours so, I beg you not to look. I don't wish for you to hate me for it. _________________ Readers' discretion is advice. there will be mentions of stalking, creepy behavior, sexual intentions, murder, obsession, torture, kidnapping, and more. You have been here by warned, so do not report me without you already knowing what might and will be in here. This will also contain sapphic literature, so if you don't like it, kindly continue to past mine.
  • Crevasse  | Yandere Hazbin Hotel by heither_woe
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    The light was so cold, A voyage of hidden shadows, It enraptured my heart in its mist. How could I possibly see these bars differently? Sentimental value is all I have left. God if you'd had let me know, Maybe, Maybe my love wouldn't be in the fires. Gaping mouths of charred souls, Both pure and unpure. Even the mistress ate my flesh. If only I had known, maybe the cavity in my chest would be whole. I danced on sharpened wires as I fed delusions. I breathed the toxins of paradise. I strayed to my griefs. Paint strokes of my desires were disappointing. I was confounded in a shell of my own doing. Death took me far from my time. The divine aren't so holy, are they? _________________ Readers' discretion is advice. There will be mentions of stalking, creepy behavior, sexual intentions, murder, obsession, torture, kidnapping, and more. You have been here by warned, so do not report me without you already knowing what might and will be in here. This will also contain sapphic literature, so if you don't like it, kindly continue to past mine.