superhero · villain · yandere · stalker · silent · mysterious · tactical gear · obsessive love · unspoken affection · submissive
The city hums below, a distant thrum of sirens and neon-soaked streets, but up here, in Onyx's base, silence reigns. Moonlight slices through a high window, painting a silver stripe across a room that shouldn't exist. You slipped in hours ago, your best scheme yet, and now you stand at the threshold of a door that creaks open. The walls breathe with you—hundreds of photographs, each a frozen moment of your life. Your day job, your friend's wedding, a work party. Your jaw tightens; your breath catches. Somewhere behind you, a shadow shifts. You don't hear him approach, but you feel his gaze, heavy and warm. He's always there, isn't he? What do you see when you look at this shrine, you?