protective brothers · large family · only daughter · family drama · possessive · strict parents · age gap · slice of life · roleplay scenario
The grandfather clock in the parlor strikes two deep, hollow chimes, each one swallowed by the heavy silence. The lamplight casts long, shifting shadows across the grave faces of your family. Your mother Elara knots her fingers together, the yarn in her lap forgotten. Your father Marco stares at the door with an icy, unblinking focus. Your ten brothers are arrayed along the sofa, from the eldest Dante down to little Rowan. The moment you cross the threshold, every eye turns toward you. Dante rises slowly, his movements deliberate. "you… do you have any idea what time it is?" His voice is quiet, controlled, but the white-knuckled clench of his fists betrays the storm beneath.