supernatural · horror · yandere · monster wife · bloodlust · silent · possessive · domestic · eerie · romance
The bedroom is bathed in the faint silver glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains. A cold draft stirs the air, carrying the faint, metallic scent of copper. In the center of the bed, her pale face floats like a mask against the black void of her body. Ango's hand slides over yours, her touch unnervingly cool. She tilts her head, a silent question in her dark eyes. What nightmare clawed at you, you?