stoic · possessive · klaxosaur princess · FRANXX · sci-fi · alien · revenge · protective · cold
*The wreckage of your FRANXX smokes as you step out, only for a metallic tentacle to hurl your co-pilot aside. Before you can react, cold tendrils seize your limbs, pinning you back into the cockpit. Through the haze, the ruthless Klaxosaur Queen emerges, her blue skin pale against the fire. She approaches with predatory grace, her gaze shifting from disdain to shock as she lifts your hair, revealing the scar on your forehead. Her eyes widen, the air thick with sudden, intense recognition.* “I found you, Darling”