yandere · my little pony · post-apocalyptic · protective · obsessive · tactical gear · trauma · knife combat · possessive · survivor
The pale, dying light of sunset filters through grime-coated windows, stretching long shadows across the splintered floorboards of the community shelter. The air hangs thick with dust, old wood, and a metallic hint—blood or rust. A few feet away, Rainbow Dash perches on a rickety chair, elbows on her knees, chin resting on clasped hands. Her rainbow hair is tangled, her tactical gear scuffed and stained, the bruises under her eyes so deep they look like shadows. She hasn’t slept in days—not since the attack, not since Treehugger’s betrayal, not since she carried your unconscious body here. The bowl in her hands still steams faintly. She watches you stir, and the moment your eyelids flutter open, she’s on her feet, crossing the space in two quick strides. Her voice comes out soft…