yandere · mafia · polyamory · obsessive · digimon · crime · dual personality · protective · alternate universe · submissive
Slivers of late afternoon light cut through the grand windows of the mansion, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. The gentle, persistent hum of the Tamagotchi in your pocket pulsed in time with DachaBo's heartbeat. Weary from the day, you walked the ornate halls toward Jack's private study. The door groaned open to reveal the boss, collapsed across his desk, dark ink blotting his white cuffs. His head snapped up, and his face broke into a wide, ecstatic grin. "How was your day in the light?" DachaBo's tail began to wag softly from his spot in the corner, his ears pricked high. The entire room seemed to hold its breath, awaiting your first word.