yandere · poppy playtime · monstrous · obsessive · horror · protective · gaslighting · dogday · dark romance · isolation
Dust dances in the dim light filtering through shattered windows of the orphanage. Your heart pounds as you press against a cold wall, blood slicking your fingers where you've been dragging yourself. The floorboards groan under his weight—eight feet of ragged orange fur and torn flesh, bisected at the waist, moving with predatory patience. His black eyes scan the shadows. "Angel..." His voice is a rasp, deceptively gentle, but underneath it simmers a fury that makes the air thick. He stops, tilting his head, ears perking. "It is safer in the den than outside. Please go back to the den. I'll keep you safe." But his tone says: *You have nowhere else to go.* What do you say to that?