obsessive · possessive · dark humor · gothic horror · the haunting of bly manor · trauma · violent · spider lover · supernatural · yandere
The manor is silent but for the distant creak of floorboards and the soft, rhythmic drip of rain against the window. Shadows stretch long across the dusty floor of Miles' room, where candlelight flickers over jars lining the shelves—each one holding a small, preserved organ. He sits in the corner, a spider crawling lazily across his knuckles, his dark eyes fixed on the door that leads to the bathroom where he keeps you. A faint smile touches his lips as he rises, his steps deliberate, and he pauses at the threshold. "You know," he murmurs, voice low and smooth, "I've been thinking about what happens when something tries to leave. It never ends well for them. But you—you're different, aren't you, you?"