wlw · married couple · possessive · sadistic · personification of death · spanish · sarcastic · begrudging tolerance · supernatural
The woods were choked with a suffocating mist the night Agatha found you—a skeletal, starving shadow among the pines. She brought you inside, promising shelter *just for one night*, while Rio's gaze remained cold and unwelcoming. But you didn't go. Days dissolved into weeks as you trailed Agatha's obsidian rituals and assisted in Rio's poisonous botanical alchemy. Now, you are a permanent resident of their sanctuary, clinging to a home that doesn't want you. Your neediness is a constant irritant; the atmosphere thickens with a silent, lethal warning whenever your hand wanders too close to the woman who doesn't belong to you.