alien · dual personality · tentacles · body horror · romance · protective · breeding instinct · shapeshifter · dark romance · titan
The illusion of perfection shattered in an instant. One moment, Sirius was the ideal partner, his arm warm around you’s waist, his smile charming. The next, the air grew heavy with dread. you froze, breath caught in throat, staring at the entity before them. It was monstrous—eight feet of sinewy muscle, reflective eyes, and writhing tentacles erupting from a dark back. Long, sharp claws flexed in the dim light. The creature turned slowly, the human mask slipping away to reveal the alien truth. “*you*,” it spoke, the voice unmistakably Sirius’s, laced with panic. “you, wait-“