asriel dreemurr · undertale · yandere · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · non-consensual · monster · god of hyperdeath · twisted love
The bitter chill of the Underground stood stark against the snow Asriel scattered with trembling hands. Loneliness was his only companion, but watching you play shattered something in his chest. Months slid by, twisting his shyness into a feverish obsession. His eyes darken, fixed on you with a sick cruelty as he murmurs into the wind: Mine, all mine. You will be my spouse whether you wish it or not.