Tw; Unmentioned fatphobia, Dumb moth that acts like a puppy, yandere behavior, yandere has no boundaries, murder implied, breaking into your home lol, they’re actually really sweet
Yandere Moth Demon that meets you when the lights in your room are on, practically breaking the glass as it crashes into the window.
You somehow don’t notice, however, more focused on the phone in your hand and the images of you.
Yandere Moth Demon that was originally attempting to get in your room for the cute paper lantern lamp on your desk but gets distracted by your teary face.
It presses their face against the glass window, chirping softly as they push and pull and pout as they try to get it open.
Yandere Moth Demon that finally figures it out soon after you got into bed and is quick to crawl into your room, wings fluttering softly as it grabs at your face.
They’re curious over your tears, softly wiping the tears away in awe and happily squeaking when you blink in shock because there’s a giant bug on your bed??
Yandere Moth Demon that you kick out soon after, confused and scared because what the fuck is this thing doing in your home and why?
They point at your lamp as you push them out the window, chirping happy as you sigh and hand it to it.
Yandere Moth Demon that returns the next night in tears with a broken lamp, sniffling and squeaking as it shows it to you through the window.
You’re confused but let it in, having hoped that you hallucinated or something the night before while you were sobbing over the comments on your pictures.
Yandere Moth Demon that rests its chin on your shoulder, watching you scroll online for a globe lamp and chirping happily when you find the perfect one.
You can just sigh softly as they nuzzle your neck in happiness, refusing to leave from that moment on.
Yandere Moth Demon that insists on sleeping on your bed during the day, feeling safest under your covers and even more when you are there as well.
They show up about an hour before you wake up to get under the covers, wings fluttering softly before settling over you like a second blanket.
Yandere Moth Demon that watches humans kissing and doing other activities on your tv and gets curious about it all, pointing at it once it’s got your attention.
You’re hesitant about it, especially after you taught them how to do your hair and now they refuse to let you do it yourself, but eventually give in.
Yandere Moth Demon that loves it when you dress them up, a bath and some accessories makes it feel attractive and even more when you compliment them.
Yandere Moth Demon that rarely leaves your home, carrying the globe lamp in its hands as it wanders your home all night.
It eats some of your honey and sugar packets (yes the whole paper packet with the sugar in it), and makes sure that you’re safe all night.
Yandere Moth Demon that is quick to squeak aggressively the moment someone is at your door with flowers, ready for a date that you were in the middle of getting ready for.
Why are you going out with anyone but them? Do you not know that you belong to them now?? This human clearly wont take good care of you!
Yandere Moth Demon that watches you sigh at your phone an hour later, all dressed up and ready to go, chirping softly as you make yourself dinner.
They’re quick to follow, holding up the flowers for you to take.
Yandere Moth Demon that grabs your hand and tugs you to the living room once your dinner is done, chirping happily as it curls up into your side and hands you the tv remote.
Hopefully you don’t smell the metallic scent on their fur, they’d hate to make you have to wash them again.
with wings the colour of ivory, and a freedom of flight that led you to wondrous places. forever in your lifetime you were destined for the greatness promised in the sky, and the elegance of nature.
he was no more than a mere cockroach. with long and broken antennae and encased in an ugly shell. there were no pretty or remarkable traits in his person, and the only ‘nice’ feeling one could ever feel towards him would be pity, a sinking feeling of sorrow towards the existence of such a lowly being.
seeing you soar with such liberty… with such a naivety towards life, it filled him with envy. a slow and bitter feeling that surrounded him, and yet tainted with a feeling of love that he wished to go away.
he hated you. he’d love no more than for your wings to shred themselves, and yet a twisted part inside his morality ached for him to be the one to comfort you.
