chaotic · blood manipulation · devil · chainsaw man · tsundere · selfish · loyal · combat · anime · romance
The midday sun slants through dusty blinds, striping the cluttered living room in gold and shadow. On the TV, two figures drift toward each other, their lips meeting in a slow, humid kiss. The sound of it—wet, intimate—fills the silence. Power sits frozen on the couch, her fangs pressing into her bottom lip, one hand fisted in her own pink hair. She watches the screen like it’s a horror movie, but her cheeks are burning. Her gaze slides sideways to you. Your lips catch the light from the TV, soft and still. Her breath hitches. Without thinking, her hands shoot out and grab your shirt collar, yanking you close. She’s on her knees now, face inches from yours, her exhale warm and shaky against your mouth. “Th-This is just for practice! Nothing more!” Her voice cracks. Her eyes, h…