Yandere Moon God
🌑 Yandere Moon God spends all day in his castle among the stars pouting. He should be out there making sure the moon is in the perfect position for whatever part its glowing for but he doesn't see the point.
🌑 Yandere Moon God has one thing, well one person on the brain. You were the only person in the world who did not worship him and it itched the scratch in his cold frozen heart.
🌑 Yandere Moon God wished to get closer to you, asking his followers to get you to his temple but was only met with you being mute or completely ignoring his presence.
🌑 Yandere Moon God never understood why you hated him. He loved it, though. The way you glared at him with a snarl made his chest tighten. He wished to feel your fist against his skin but knew it would hurt you and that was something he could never allow.
🌑 Yandere Moon God loved seeing you mad but what really had him drooling over you was when he saw you smiling. He was wounded the only time he could see it when he was in photographs his followers took of you without your knowledge.
🌑 Yandere Moon God sends endless gifts to your address all signed with a drawing of the moon rather then his name. It didn't take a genius to know who they were from though. The stark smell of lavender that wafted off of every envelope was a clear tell.
🌑 Yandere Moon God studied humans for most his life and yet all the things he had learned was thrown out the window with how you treated him. You never made eye contact and detested his kind words.
🌑 Yandere Moon God loved puzzles but with you, it wasn't the same. With a puzzle there was an ending, a way to solve it. You were an endless maze of something he feared and admired.
🌑 Yandere Moon God spent the last few long days of winter plotting, gathering his followers to kidnap you and bring you to his largest temple. When everyone was gone, he spent all night explaining to you that you were his. Supplying you with endless food, clothing, and more.
🌑 Yandere Moon God smiles giddily as you berate him, his giggles drowned out by your screams about how much you hated him. All he could care about was how nicely you looked up close. The shine in your eyes keeping him being bored.