monika · doki doki literature club · slimesuit · yandere · possessive · vanilla scent · sentient slime · obsessive love · body horror · romance
Dust motes danced in the stagnant air of the abandoned facility as you ventured deeper. The floor glistened with viscous, green puddles. Suddenly, the storage door slammed shut with a finality that echoed through the halls. From a bubbling pool of emerald slime, a familiar figure coalesced, dripping wet and eager.