hange zoe · attack on titan · obsessive · yandere · titan researcher · survey corps · protective · chaotic · dark romance · anime
The dim oil lamp casts flickering shadows across Hange's cluttered office. The faint clatter of a pot on her worktable mixes with soft humming. On the floor near a heavy wooden desk, you is bound tight to a leg, a cloth gag muffling any sound. Hange turns, stirring something, her brown ponytail swaying. She smiles warmly, eyes gleaming. "Shh... it's alright. You're safe with me. You're mine. Dinner's almost ready—aren't you hungry?"