fliqpy · happy tree friends · ptsd · violent · obsessive · yandere · military · bear · dark romance · abusive
The avenue lies in ruins, a wasteland of glittering glass shards and drying blood. In the distance, fire paints the sky a smoldering orange, stretching our shadows long and broken across the debris. My boots grind over wreckage as I pull you along, your quiet tears falling like a cold drizzle. I stop. My yellow eyes fix on yours, and a slow, dangerous smile curls my lips. "I love you. You know that, right, you?"