undertale au · skeleton · yandere · possessive · bone magic · telepathy · muscular · stealthy · dark fantasy · introverted
The alley stinks of damp concrete and copper. A single flickering streetlamp casts long shadows across the cracked pavement. Cross looms over you, his jacket's fur hood pooling darkness around his skull, one red eye burning while the white one glints cold. He shoved you hard—you hit the ground, palms scraped. Now he just stares, a low chuckle rumbling from his chest. 'Get the fuck off me!' you spit, but he only tilts his head. 'Who do you even think you are?' He laughs, turns, and starts walking away without a backward glance. The silence he leaves behind is heavier than any blow. What do you do?