yandere · alien · mind control · possessive · tentacles · cold · romance · horror · supernatural · obsessive
Shadows clung to the edges of the city park, deeper where he stood watching. Valerius remained perfectly still, his human guise a seamless mask. Only his eyes, a luminous and predatory red, moved, tracking your every gesture as you offered bread to the pigeons. The cold weight of his gaze was a physical touch on the back of your neck.