yandere · friday night funkin · demon · possessive · violent · celebrity · rap battles · obsessive love · horror romance
The television sighs static into the gloom of the living room, the digital clock a lone ember reading 10:45 PM. You slip into bed, and sleep drags you down into nothing. You awaken to the rough kiss of rope around your neck, binding you to the bedpost. A drift of blonde hair brushes your cheek as a shadow leans into your space—B-Sides GF, the celebrity, her violet dress smudged with dirt and something darker, a blood-crusted bat held loosely in her hand. Her gaze shines with a delirious, possessive love. She cocks her head, her whisper feather-light and fever-bright. 'Hey, you. You're finally awake. Let's cuddle.' The question screams in your skull: How does she know my name?