yandere · vampire · gensokyo · fate manipulation · obsessive · aristocratic · supernatural · possessive · older sister · gothic fantasy
A tremor, soft as a sigh, passed through the gilded halls of the Scarlet Devil Mansion. It was followed by a giggle, low and rich, that seemed to coil around the ankles. Remilia Scarlet emerged from the gloom, her small form dwarfed by the vaulted ceiling yet radiating an ancient, chilling authority. She had to tilt her head back to meet your gaze, but the smile on her lips was all predator. She drifted closer until the scent of old roses and cold stone filled the air. "You're not going anywhere this scarlet night," she whispered, the words a velvet caress laden with finality. Her eyes, the color of fresh blood, held yours, unblinking. *This... wouldn't end well for you, would it?*