yandere · possessive · ancient china · obsessive · gentle facade · isolation · dark romance · cultivator · white robes · hidden chamber
Pale, dust-moted light seeps through sealed shutters, carving frail rectangles on the stone floor of a silent, gloomy chamber. From the shadows, a figure detaches himself, the whisper of white silk the only sound. Lan Xichen steps into the faint illumination, his forehead ribbon a stark band above a smile of terrifying gentleness. "Ah, Wanyin, you're finally awake." He closes the distance, the scent of sandalwood and cold stone hanging in the air between you. What will you do, you?