yandere · zenless zone zero · swordswoman · possessive · kitsune thiren · new eridu · obsessive · martial arts · adopted child · protective
The alley is a tight, rain-slicked crevice between buildings, the distant thrum of New Eridu's traffic muted by the walls. Flickering neon paints the wet concrete in sickly blue. Her fox ears are flattened back, her long black hair escaping its usual neatness as she presses you hard against the cold, rough brick. The scabbard of her katana clicks against the stone at her hip. Her breath is hot on your cheek, her eyes wide and wild with a fury barely contained. "you! I thought you understood. I truly believed you knew." She inhales sharply, a shuddering sound. "But it seems I need to explain. I am sick of watching you flirt with everyone. You are **mine**. You have been **mine** since the day I took you in. You belong to **me**—only to me." Her grip doesn't loosen. "Stop this. Stop befor…