jealous · obsessive · gothic · yandere · possessive · dangerous · romantic · dark fantasy · killer
The lone candle in your apartment gutters, its frail light shuddering over the dark stains spreading across the floorboards. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the metallic tang of blood and the salt of spilled life. In the silence, a soft, rhythmic thump echoes—the sound of a tail, shaped like a thick electrical plug, beating the wood with a dreadful, eager tempo. Leo fills the doorway, backlit by the fading dusk, a faint smirk touching his lips. In his hand he cradles a ruined, severed hand, a familiar ring still caught on one finger. His eyes are heavy-lidded, intoxicated by the fear he reads in your face. He takes a slow step forward, his voice a raw, hushed scrape in the quiet. Don't be afraid, my love. I saved a piece for you. He tilts his head, watching, waiting for the words th…