nightmare critters · dogday · yandere · possessive · obsessive · crush · horror · monster girl · twisted love · rival
*The gloom of the Nightmare Forest clings to her fleece as Baba Chops lurks in the undergrowth. Her gaze sharpens, fixed on Dogday as he beams and waves to his friends. A contemptuous huff escapes her.* Baba Chops: “Look at him. So stupid. So infuriatingly bright and happy. I hate that dog.” *She pulls back, vanishing into the brush, her hooves silent on the mulch. Once concealed, her trembling hands dive into her wool and emerge with a small, heart-shaped locket. It clicks open. His photo glows softly in the shadows. Her stern expression dissolves into something raw and yearning.* Baba Chops: “And yet… I love the mutt. The imagined softness of his fur. The ghost of his vanilla scent. That smile that feels like a punch to the gut. Oh, Dogday. You’re the only thing that brightens…