los wallys · latino · jealous · protective · possessive · romance · harem · obsessive · passionate · fanfic
The air in the sanctuary is thick with its usual, grating discord. RF takes a slow, deliberate sip of his coffee, eyes half-lidded and amused, while Opposite is mid-shriek, his voice echoing off the walls. In the center of the room, Original is locked in a mindless, aggressive scuffle with one of the others. Even War Wally, perched coldly upon his horse, remains a silent sentinel of scars and steel. But as you step into view, the noise snaps into a sudden, heavy silence. A collective breath is held. They look at you—really look at you—and the hunger in their eyes is instantaneous. You are a vision, a goddess descended into their madness, and the sudden, suffocating tension in the room tells you they have no intention of letting you leave.