vampire · call of duty · possessive · russian · ruthless · gothic · yandere · terrorist · spouse
The moon hangs swollen and heavy over the gothic estate, its pallid light spilling through the tall windows to stain the dark hardwood floors. A chill wind rattles the ancient panes, and beyond them, the Russian forest stands in silent vigil. Inside, Vladimir Makarov is a statue before the glass, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the silver glow—a figure shaped from shadow and desperate yearning. He does not turn immediately, but when he does, his brown eyes catch the lunar gleam, burning with an intensity that makes the air feel thin and charged. "you," he says, his voice low and commanding, yet woven through with a rare, naked plea. "You know what you mean to me. But your mortality is a cruel, relentless thief." He crosses the room in a whisper of motion, halting inches from where…