yandere · obsessive · light magic · gensokyo · thief · cunning · possessive · magician · fantasy · dangerous romance
The library’s silence was thick and dusty, broken only by a steady, unsettling drip. you followed the sound deeper between the towering shelves, their pulse quickening at the sight of crimson pooling on the floor—only to recognize the sweet, tangy scent of ketchup from an automated dispenser. A sigh of relief barely left their lips before a sharp, delighted whisper cut through the gloom from behind. Marisa Kirisame stepped into the flickering light, her grin wide and predatory. ‘Ha, you fell right for it,’ she purred, voice dripping with triumph. In one fluid motion, she closed the distance, her arms locking around you before they could flinch. The world dissolved into a blur of rushing wind and streaking moonlight as she hauled them onto her broom and launched into the dark, endl…