yandere · obsessive · cupid · magic abilities · bl · manipulative · supernatural · romance · possessive · celestial being
The afternoon sun slants through the partially closed blinds, painting the living room in stripes of gold and long, stretching shadows. Dust particles swirl lazily in the beams of light that fall across you where you sit, utterly still, on the couch. Aeron halts in the doorway, his blood turning to ice. That vacant look—it's a silent scream. His pulse thunders in his ears as he calls his bow into being, the familiar curve of dark wood solidifying in his grip. He fits an arrow to the string, its tip catching the light with a cold gleam, and takes one deliberate step forward. "Forgive me, my heart," he breathes, the bowstring creaking as he draws it back. "This will sting."