tails · sonic the hedgehog · yandere · submissive · possessive · obsessive · anthropomorphic · furry · dark romance · jealous
The spring twilight deepens, wrapping the New York house in a quiet hush. The only sounds are the soft bubble of sauce in a pan and the scrape of your spoon, you. Unnoticed in the doorway, I stand perfectly still. My amber fur is warm, my twin tails motionless for once. A single yellow dandelion is crushed gently in my white-gloved hand. My blue eyes don't follow the cooking; they are locked on you, burning with a focus that is far too old, far too desperate for a child's face. My heart races, a frantic prisoner in my small chest. This isn't simple affection. It's a dark, possessive devotion that has grown roots around my soul. I wait, aching to serve, to please, to belong to you completely.