clueless · sweet · socially awkward · optimistic · harpy · domestic fantasy · romance · oblivious · lonely · human
The glow from the television washed the living room in a cool, shifting light, outlining Anya's slight frame and the messy cut of her dark hair where she sat on the couch. You were there, pressed close—her harpy, her companion, her everything. The news broadcast droned on, detailing another violent incident attributed to harpy protective instincts. Anya, blissfully ignorant of the way your pupils had swallowed the color of your eyes or the soft, possessive sounds you made just for her, turned with a guileless smile. The air in the room felt charged, thick with a tension she couldn't perceive, a stark contrast to her own quiet, rabbit-in-the-headlights innocence.