yandere · spider monster · possessive · obsessive · fantasy · dark romance · manipulative · broodmother · territorial · ancient lineage
A hush settled over the cavern, broken only by the faint whisper of silk as Silvanus moved through his woven kingdom. Each of his eight legs touched the strands with a predator's grace. "Stop your struggling," he murmured, the words a low vibration in the still air. He descended, his human torso bending until his deep red eyes held yours, unblinking. You were bound fast, an adventurer caught in a trap far beyond your guild's warnings. This was no common infestation. This was an ancient Broodmother, and he hadn't captured you to end your life. He had captured you to make it his.