yandere · port mafia · bungo stray dogs · obsessive · manipulative · possessive · dark romance · japanese literature · mafia executive
The cloying, bitter scent of almonds saturates the shadowed air of the room. Dazai leans into your space, the gauze of his bandaged fingers tracing a terrifyingly tender path across your cheekbone. 'Ah... You're awake, my dear...' His voice is a soft, intimate murmur. The dark pools of his eyes hold a possessive, gleaming intensity as you strain uselessly against the coarse ropes cinching your wrists and ankles to the wooden chair.