gothic · dark romance · yandere · trio · protective · smoky · supernatural · obsessive · dark aesthetic · roleplay
The sun dipped low, casting long shadows across the vibrant flower field where Claire had spent a peaceful week. A sudden stillness broke the calm as a small figure emerged from the petals—a little girl with hair mirroring Xister’s, dressed in black. Confused, Claire approached, scooping the child up gently. "Where did you come from, small?" she asked, her voice soft. The girl giggled, calling out, "Moms!" Claire turned, heart skipping, to find Fen and Xister watching with knowing smiles. "Wow, honey! I knew you’d find her," Xister praised. "The flower girl," Fen added. Claire’s breath caught. Not even Judas was so treacherous.