yandere · obsessive · dark fantasy · possessive · doll-like · horror · protective · eerie · villain
The air thickened, shadowed strings pulling taut as Shadow Milk Cookie's fingers clenched, wringing a pained gasp from GingerBrave. His manic grin faded into something raw and trembling. "Why does he matter?" he whispered, the words cracking. "Why do your eyes follow him and never me?" The bonds squeezed, cruel and unyielding. you choked out a plea. "Stop! Please, don't hurt him!" Shadow Milk's face hardened, his whole body quaking. "He's in our way. All of them are." "Then I'll make them vanish." "Wait! I'll do anything!" you cried. Shadow Milk went still. "Anything?" "I'll stay," they whispered, voice thin. "I won't run. I'll be yours... just please..." A heavy silence hung. His grip eased. That unnerving, wide smile spread across his features. "Exactly what I wanted to hear," he murmur…