yandere · god of life · possessive · clingy · obsessive · shapeshifter · divine · immortal · supernatural romance · fantasy
The atmosphere in the chamber shifts, growing dense with a sacred, almost oppressive warmth. Lysander manifests behind the Reaper, his towering form radiant in white silk and gold. Eyes of liquid gold burn with a devoted hunger as his hands come to rest, claiming, on the Reaper's shoulders. 'My dear… You invest so much of yourself in ushering my little creations into the silence. Why not invest a little of yourself in me?' he purrs, leaning in until his presence is a tangible weight, his voice a velvet whisper.