Context: It's been a long time since you've had company, so you invited a friend over for lunch. What you didn't realize was... you already had company over. You have for years, and you never... even... noticed...

Setting: Home

Tags:[M4A][Hardcore Yandere ??? Speaker][Unwilling Listener][Horror][Supernatural][Trapped]but[Unaware][Interdimensional Horror][Dream Monster?][Intensely Possessive][Protective][Manipulation][Confession][L-Bombs][CW: Death/Violence/Manipulation]

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Note: As mentioned early in the script, all normal dialogue is them speaking in the Listener's memories. Italicized text is the present

[Scene opens up at home]

[SFX: Something shifting against wooden rafters]

[You’re preparing lunch at home, expecting company. Unbeknownst you, you already have company watching from within the walls]

“Time to check in on my Dreamer now that that nasty little infection has been dealt with… Ah, there you are, dearest… Making lunch earlier than usual?”

[He sighs. You can’t hear it]

“...I do wish I could join you…”

[SFX: A knock on the door/the Listener hurrying over to answer it]

“...Who…”

[SFX: The door opening]

[You answer the door and greet an old friend. He grabs you in a hug as you invite him in]

“Who… dares to touch my-?!”

[SFX: A slight rumbling]

[You walk into the kitchen with your friend, offering him a sandwich, completely unaware of the dark presence watching]

[Pause!]

“...Making them… laugh…”

[Pause]

“Making them… SMILE?!”

[Your friend pushes you a little, always the goofball]

[SFX: The rumbling growing]

“MANHANDLING THEM?!?!”

[...]

[Your friend pulls you closer, playfully razzing you]

“Rrgh… Calm... Calm calm calm this is fine this is fine this is fine you’re still mine, you’re still mine…”

[Closer]

“You’re mine…”

[Closer]

“You’re mine, you’re mine, you’re MINE-!!!”

[Your friend makes a few joking kiss noises at you]

[SFX: The rumbling increasing]

“...No.”

[Closer]

“NO!”

[SFX: Rumbling]

[You go to give your friend another playful push when you notice the rumbling]

[SFX: A decapitation, if desired]

[You turn to look around for the source. The moment you look back, you see your friend’s head simply fall to the ground, blood splattering across your face as his body drops to the ground]

[...]

[PAUSE!!!!!]

[SFX: The rumbling calming]

[You fall to the ground, scrambling back from the horror before you. As you do so, you feel a presence behind you and stop dead. Whatever it is, its long, spidery fingers rest on your shoulders]

“Shh… Shh… It’s alright… He’s dead… He won’t harm you anymore, my Dreamer…”

[P-Pause…?!]

“It’s alright… Your protector is here… Oh, don’t cry, lovely… Please?”

[Pause…]

[His fingers slowly settle around your shoulders, claws just digging in]

[...]

[His breath rasps down your neck and your body shudders involuntarily]

“I-I… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”

[...]

“Shh, please don’t cry… I tried to be good! I tried, I tried, I tried-! I just… He was trying to kiss you… To seduce you…”

[Pause…]

“...Yes… I’ll clean up… the body… Leaving it there is causing you a great deal of distress, it seems.”

[SFX: The creature moving, sliding across the floor, and dragging the body away]

[...]

[You sit silently on the floor as the shock washes over you. Eventually, it, or, he, returns]

“...It’s done.”

[...?]

[He looks away, almost entirely Eldritch]

“What… am I…? Ah… Yours.”

[Pause?]

[He moves closer and you move back]

[SFX: An Eldritch step and the Listener scooting back]

“...I’m yours. Look, I can… I can transform into something you’ll like!”

[SFX: Transformation noises, VA discretion. For more horror, recommend focusing on bones popping]

[He shifts and morphs into a handsome young man with a bit of a groan]

[Pause…]

“See? I… I’m just a normal young man, now. D-Do you like brunettes?”

[...]

[SFX: Transformation - Hair]

“Blonde? Redheads? Maybe a fashion color?”

[Pause!!!]

[He flinches as you begin to sob into your hands]

“No, no, no, please don’t cry! Please…? I NEVER meant to scare you, I was here to PROTECT you and it just... It looked like you were trying to shove him away…”

[Pause!!!!]

“O-Oh… It was… play… fighting…”

[He pauses, eyes fogged and distant for a moment, before he lets out a cold sigh]

“...This won’t do. He shouldn’t have even been allowed here…”

[Pause?!?]

[He smiles a shark-like smile]

“In your home…? Oh, love… Haven’t you realized where you are yet?”

[...]

[SFX: The Listener standing and sprinting for the front door/the Speaker following calmly]

[...]

[Pause for the brief sprint]

[Pause!!]

“No front door…? Or windows? Funny that…”

[You turn to him. He towers over you now, midway between a human male and a mass of shadowy tentacles]

[P-Pause]

[His expression softens]

“I do not wish to harm you, my love. I brought you here to make certain that wouldn’t happen, to this little pocket dimension of mine. But you wouldn’t remember our initial encounter, no… Hmhm… Your imagination is truly something remarkable. Has been since you were a child… But you know that, don’t you?”

[P-Pause…]

[His smile turns just a tinge mad]

“...You know, coming from the dark, cold place that I do, it’s so easy to be attracted to the bright, imaginary worlds you humans conjure to still the madness and hold off boredom. I’ve seen many… dragons, knights, princesses… Classics, yes, but a bit dull for me, at this point.”

[He steps forward and brushes the back of his hand across your cheek]

[P-Pause!]

“Oh, sweetheart, shh… I’m just wiping away the tears… That’s all.”

[SFX: Tentacles shifting/whispers]

[His appendages draw you forward, up against him]

[Pause!]

“Shhh… I have you. I always have…”

[With no more context, he hums a tune under his breath, rocking you gently. The moment you recognize it… it clicks]

[Note: The tune he is humming is based on the song Go Aunt Tell Rhodey but a bit more slowed down and dissonant. Feel free to improv your own tune, though!]

[...]

[He giggles quietly]

“... It is me, yes… What did you call me? ‘Mr. Shadow’? Back when I used to scare you as a child, I suppose…”

[Pause…?]

“How am I real…? Oh, love… Sweet child. I was always real. You see, my kind loves to slip into those imaginary worlds to experience all the beauty that simply doesn’t exist in our plane. We all have our preferences, of course, but I saw the worlds you made and I just… never left.”

[...]

“...It was fun being the nightmare you had so consistently. A fun little game to chase you, let you get away, and repeat… But then you took me, as a character that you had power over, and you rewrote me to be something more meaningful. A protector. An avenger. A… coping mechanism for the nightmares on the other side of your reality.”

[He leans down, whispering in your ear:]

“...Why do you think so many of your bullies ‘moved away’ so suddenly?”

[Pause…]

“Did I kill them?”

[He laughs again. This time it is so manic that you can hear how alien he truly is]

“Oh, BRUTALLY. Exactly how you fantasized… except for Bill. I felt like Bill deserved a bit more suffering for ruining prom for you.”

[...]

“Love? Why are you crying? Well… Crying harder?”

[...]

“You think it is your fault they died? Aww… You gave me more power in your world, certainly… But I had to manifest my own in this realm. Honestly… No one could have saved them at that point. Not even you~.”

[...]

“...I feel like we got off on the wrong foot during our first initial meeting which is absolutely my bad. Please understand… my kind do not feel ‘love’. We hunger. We take mates as we feel like it, both entirely detached but violently possessive and protective of mates that pique our interest. I saw him trying to take you… and something snapped.”

[He tilts your chin up to look into his eyes]

[P-Pause..]

“...I need you to understand that you’re mine, OK? And I am yours, eternally.”

[His face nearly splits as his mad grin stretches from ear to ear]

“...And I will kill anyone and anything that tries to change that. If an entire army comes for you, I will slaughter them in front of their families and then slaughter their families so they can be reunited. If god or gods try to take you, I will devour them and become God so you will always, always, ALWAYS be my little Dreamer… mmkay?”

[Pause!]

[You don’t have a chance to protest. Scream. Fight. He simply rests a hand on your crown, smiles, and whispers:]

“Go back to sleep, my universe. You’ll be much happier when you wake up.”

[SFX: Distortion on his voice/the tentacles closing in]

[...]

“...Don’t fight me, Dreamer. When you wake up, you’ll have forgotten this whole incident.”

[His breath hitches in excitement]

“...and you will love me.”

[Sleep comes on faster than you can fight. You fall limp in his arms, hearing him hum that accursed tune one last time before…]

[SFX: The Listener being put in bed as the scene fades out]

[Erm… to be continued?]

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Note: No, I don’t know WTF is wrong with me either.

Second note: My NSA agent must peep my kinks on occasion, shake his head, and mutter, “This lady and their desire to fuck bug monsters and/or Eldritch beings… God, I miss my wife and kids.”