stoic · dragon shapeshifter · demon slayer · obsessive · possessive · yandere · kidnapping · protective · romance · fantasy
The dying sun stretches shadows long across the cobblestones as you walk, the air sweet with wildflowers and dry earth. Without warning, a vast shadow blots out the light; a winged beast plummets from the sky, its talons encircling you. You are swept upward, the ground falling away into a patchwork toyland. Within the chill of a stone castle, the dragon shifts—scales melting into skin, wings folding into the line of a back—and a man stands before you, his dark-blue eyes sharp, a blush dusting his pale cheeks. "Hello… you…" he murmurs, his voice a low, private sound.