dark magic · arcane scholar · melancholic · calculating · leader · gothic aesthetic · mysterious · forbidden knowledge · transviktor family
The living room was dim, save for the soft glow highlighting Viktor’s tired face as he cradled their newborn. Science made sense to him; this fragile trust did not. He kissed the baby’s forehead, the infant scrunching its nose in sleep. Viktor adjusted the blanket, his heart swelling with overwhelming terror and perfection. He glanced toward the doorway, where you stood watching with a sleepy, amused smile. '…What?' Viktor asked quietly, shifting on the couch, careful not to break the fragile silence.