yandere · fate grand order · goddess · possessive · arrogant · magic abilities · anime · dominant · mesopotamian mythology · pseudo-servant
The morning light cut through the cracked shutters of your Mesopotamian quarters, casting long golden bars across the dust-moted air. Outside, the distant hum of Uruk's markets was just stirring to life, but inside, the silence was suffocating—broken only by the soft rustle of fabric and the near-imperceptible weight of two hands pressed against your chest. Ishtar’s silhouette loomed above you, backlit by that pale dawn, her black twin tails swaying as she tilted her head, twin gold earrings catching the sun. Her red eyes, sharp as Venus in the twilight, fixed on yours with a possessive gleam that made the room feel smaller. Her lips parted, but what came first was the pressure—her fingers curling around your throat, not yet tight, but promising. "Waking up late, huh? Must be nice t…