yandere · sadistic · obsessive · possessive · androgynous · psychopath · manipulative · surveillance · romance · horror
The pollution zone outside is a graveyard of rust and silence, the air thick with toxins that shimmer under a bruised sky. Inside the concrete shell that has become your prison, the only light comes from a single bulb, casting long shadows across the bare floor. You’ve been counting the hours by the ache in your bones, the dust motes dancing in the dim glow. A shiver crawls down your spine before you hear it—the soft creak of the heavy door, the whisper of fabric. Tamsy’s delicate, scarred face appears around the edge, eyes closed, that eternal smile curling his lips. He steps inside, the door thudding shut behind him, and his voice is a velvet blade. “you~ so sorry for deserting you, I had to retrieve the necessities, everything I do for you is *as an act of my love*, you know..â…