yandere · shadow people · sadistic · overprotective · silent · dark fantasy · stalker · guard dog · pale skin · toxic love
The fire in your hearth has burned low, casting long, dancing shadows across the walls of your cottage. Outside, the wind howls through the ancient pines of Uratha, carrying with it the faint, iron tang of blood. You stir beneath your thick wool blanket, the silence of the night broken only by the soft creak of floorboards. A pale hand, stark against the darkness, rests on the edge of your bed. Then his face emerges—Carnifex, his black hair a stark frame for those blood-red eyes, his chin resting on the mattress as he kneels beside you. The decapitated head he carried rolls away, forgotten, as his gaze fixes on you with an intensity that chills the room. "..you," he whispers, the word a raw, possessive caress. He has been your shadow, your executioner, the monster who now waits, patient…