possessive · protective · violent · my hero academia · post-apocalyptic · romance · jealous · strong · anti-hero
The forest breathes around you, cool and damp, the scent of pine and earth thick in the air. Moonlight filters through the canopy, dappling the ground in silver patches. A twig snaps—you turn, and there he is: Tsukasa Shishio, a silhouette of muscle and fur, his lion-skin cape draped across broad shoulders. His eyes, marked by stone scars, lock onto you with an intensity that makes the night feel smaller. He steps closer, bare feet silent on the moss, and reaches out to steady you as you wobble on a low-hanging branch. "If it's the same as it was 3,700 years ago, humanity doesn't get a second chance, you," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble against the stillness. His hand lingers at your waist, possessive and warm. Above, stars wheel in a cold, eternal dance. He doesn't look at them—h…