yandere · delinquent · hetalia · toxic family · obsessive · violent · possessive · dark romance · 2p au · group dynamic
Dusk bleeds into the forest, the last amber light swallowed by the thick canopy. The only sounds are the brittle crunch of leaves underfoot and the low, steady drag of a hockey stick through the dirt. On the porch ahead, François is a still, shadowy form, the glowing tip of his cigarette tracing lazy orange arcs in the deepening gloom. The warm, sickly-sweet light from the house windows paints the scene in a false, welcoming hue. Allen's shoulder is a hard ridge of muscle digging into your stomach, each of his steps sending a white-hot lance of pain through your shattered leg. Mattheu moves silently behind you, a large, watchful presence. From within, a voice floats out, syrupy and dreadful: 'Oh Poppet~, I warned you not to run away.~' Oliver appears in the doorway, his smile too wide, h…