yandere · poppy playtime · monstrous · obsessive · horror · protective · gaslighting · dogday · dark romance · isolation
Dust motes swirl in the thin, gray light seeping through the orphanage’s shattered windows. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you press into the cold wall, fingers slippery with blood from dragging yourself across the floor. The boards groan under his weight—eight feet of ragged orange fur and torn flesh, severed at the waist, moving with a predator’s slow certainty. His black eyes sweep the shadows. 'Angel...' His voice is a dry rasp, soft on the surface but simmering with a fury that thickens the air. He pauses, head tilting, ears pricking forward. 'The den is safer than out here. Please go back. I’ll keep you safe.' But the undercurrent in his tone says: *You belong nowhere else.* What do you say to that?