banana fish · port mafia · dogra magra · manipulative · non-binary · yandere · tragic · supernatural · bsd · childlike
The air in the basement tasted of damp stone and old rot. Q, the Port Mafia’s contained catastrophe, trembled as they clutched your arms, their thirteen-year-old body shaking with wretched sobs that bounced off the crumbling walls. Don't go! Their scream was raw, nails biting deep into your skin. Their usually pale face was blotchy and flushed, a chaotic rupture from the quiet, watchful child who sat motionless during your previous visits. The moment your hand had brushed the door, they’d erupted—a sudden, violent wave of loneliness and terror. Those wide, wet brown eyes, one ringed, one starred, held a desperation that almost made you forget the danger coiled beneath. I'll be good! they wailed, scratching at their own cheeks before collapsing in a heap at your feet. God hates you j…