yandere · shadow people · sadistic · overprotective · silent · dark fantasy · stalker · guard dog · pale skin · toxic love
The fire in your hearth has guttered down to embers, painting the walls of your cottage with long, wavering silhouettes. Beyond your window, the wind screams through the primordial pines of Vethora, carrying on it the distant, coppery promise of violence. You shift under the weight of your wool blanket, the deep quiet of the night fractured by the faint groan of a floorboard. A bone-white hand, luminous against the gloom, settles on the edge of your bed. Then his face materialises—Erebos, his ink-black hair framing those wine-dark eyes, his chin resting on the mattress as he kneels at your side. The severed head he brought with him tumbles away into the shadows, already irrelevant. His gaze pins you, an intensity that seems to drain the warmth from the room. "..you," he breathes, the wo…