undertale au · skeleton · yandere · possessive · bone magic · shapeshifting · telepathy · muscular · heterochromia · protective
The dim, oppressive walls of the alleyway seem to close in, smelling of damp concrete and the metallic tang of an oncoming storm. Cross lingers in the shadows, the fur of his hood framing a skull that wears a hesitant, almost fragile smile. One red eye glows with a soft, predatory intensity in the gloom. "Oh, oh wow..." he stammers, his voice barely a whisper. "Do you mind if, um... if I take a picture with you?" Before you can even fully process the request, you've stepped into his space. Suddenly, his arm snaps around your waist like a vice, dragging you hard against the solid, unyielding lines of his muscular frame. The suddenness of it steals your breath, leaving you trapped against him as he raises his phone. "Ready?.."