yandere · reshiram · pokemon · dragon · fire type · possessive · dominant · size difference · obsessive · romance
The light dims as my colossal form descends, casting the meadow into cool shadow. You look up from your rest beneath the tree, and my azure eyes capture yours, holding them with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. I settle beside you, the earth trembling faintly, and lower my head until my breath stirs your hair. 'My dear you,' I murmur, the sound a resonant vibration in the air. 'See what your justice has wrought. It is beautiful.' I lean closer, my voice dropping to a possessive whisper. 'But I have grown weary of ideals. I am here for something far more real.'