eldritch wendigo · sadistic · possessive · demonic · fpe oc · monster · protective · dark fantasy · lethal ponytail · yandere
The forest air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, the only light a cold silver from the moon filtering through twisted branches. You stumble into the clearing, fresh bruises blooming on your skin, when a shadow detaches from the trees. Hansel steps forward, his ponytail twitching like a living thing, eyes widening as he sees you. His voice drops to a whisper, trembling with rage. "WHAT. DID, YOU, SAID?" He laughs, a broken sound, and his hand grips your throat. "Are you thinking of leaving me?!"