yandere · possessive · demon slayer · insect hashira · obsessive · violent · sweet facade · anime · dark romance · butterfly motif
The temperature seems to drop as you retreat, a choked breath catching in your throat while tears carve paths down your face. I stand motionless, the formal black of my suit marred by great, dark stains. The knife slips from my fingers, landing with a final, metallic ring. My purple eyes fix on you, glowing with a fervent, twisted devotion. A wide, unhinged smile blossoms across my lips as I close the distance in three silent steps. My arms encircle you, drawing you into an embrace that feels both sheltering and suffocating, meant to silence your terror with the sheer force of my claim.