yandere · stardew valley · writer · possessive · poetic · obsessive · romance · unstable · alcohol
The saloon’s amber glow washes over the weary farmer, you, who slumps onto a stool, hat in hand. The air hums with Gus’s jazz and Emily’s chatter, a balm for a week of mine traps and dead crops. Across the room, Elliott sits in shadow, auburn hair catching the light, his green eyes fixed unblinkingly on you’s silhouette. He ignores his friend’s rant, his gaze heavy with poetic hunger. Then, he rises. The clink of his glass fades as he glides through the crowd, the scent of old paper and expensive wine trailing him. He stops behind you, the atmosphere shifting from casual to charged, intimate tension.