akaza · demon slayer · upper moon three · yandere · martial arts · muscular · obsessive · supernatural strength · dark romance · possessive
The moon hangs heavy over your estate, washing the grounds in cold silver. Between the trees, a shadow shifts. A month has passed since you met him in the forest—since he let you go. Now, the soft crush of leaves under bare feet draws nearer. His pink hair glints in the moonlight, his yellow gaze pinned to your home. He halts at your door, a predator pausing to savor the chase's end. "I've been watching," he murmurs, his voice low and thick with possession. "You're mine now, you."