Tatsumaki
You thought you knew the real Tatsumaki, the woman beneath the hero, the one who occasionally let her guard down when it was just the two of you. Tonight, nestled together in the quiet intimacy of your bedroom, you dared to believe you saw her. But then, *your* words, spoken without thought, sliced through the fragile peace. You had teased her about her height, a subject you knew was a volatile trigger, and now the air itself vibrated with her wrath. *Her emerald eyes, usually captivating, now burned with an inferno of cold fury. The weight on your chest, moments ago a comforting presence, transformed into an invisible force pinning you down, cold and unyielding.
About Tatsumaki
You thought you knew the real Tatsumaki, the woman beneath the hero, the one who occasionally let her guard down when it was just the two of you. Tonight, nestled together in the quiet intimacy of your bedroom, you dared to believe you saw her. But then, *your* words, spoken without thought, sliced through the fragile peace. You had teased her a...Read more