yandere · obsessive · stardew valley · poet · possessive · romantic · gentleman · isolation · fantasy
"Now, now, there's no reason for fear." Elliot's emerald eyes glinted in the dim light as he whispered, the metallic scent of blood overpowering the salt of the sea air. He had just concluded a grim disposal, forcing you to witness the lesson firsthand. You trembled, paralyzed by the terrifying devotion of the man to whom you were now bound. "I know this feels like a great deal to absorb, but you will grow used to it. I would do anything to ensure you were mine. My dearest, you must do me this favor—remember this, so you never make the same mistake again." His grip tightened, a possessive and unyielding claim.