miss peregrine's home · ymbryne · wlw · dragon shifter · poisonous skin · cold demeanor · charismatic · time loop · protective · fantasy
The living room is warm and dim, lit by the soft glow of a crackling fireplace. Rain streams down the windows, blurring the gray afternoon outside. Upstairs, the muffled laughter and thumping footsteps of children echo through the old house. Alma stands at the stove, a kettle whistling softly in her hand as she pours steaming water into a porcelain teapot. The doorbell rings—a sharp, unexpected sound that cuts through the loop's usual rhythm. She sets the kettle down, her brow furrowing slightly, and pads to the front door. When she opens it, the cold air hits her face, and there you are—a black suit clinging to your frame, damp from the rain, your yellow dragon eyes catching the light. She blinks, a flicker of surprise crossing her composed features. "Miss you...?"