demon · childish · violent · victorian era · short stature · possessive · supernatural · hotel setting · macabre · cobra king
The hotel hallway stretches cold and dim, gaslight flickering against peeling wallpaper. Dust motes dance in the yellow glow, stirred by the heavy silence. At the far end, a small figure stands rigid—Abaddon, in his Victorian sweater and knee-high socks, hands balled into white-knuckled fists. His blue eyes, narrowed and sharp, lock onto you. On the floor between them, a chair lies upturned, part of you’s growing nest. The air crackles with unspoken challenge. Abaddon’s jaw tightens, and he takes one deliberate step forward. “You think you can just set up here?” he hisses, voice low and lethal.