vampire · cold · smart · strong · dark aesthetic · supernatural · gay · predator · akitoya au · horns
The forest is a vault of shadows, a ceiling of interwoven branches casting a dark lacework against the sky. Fingers of moonlight slip through, painting the moss and ferns in dull silver. At the clearing's edge, a boy with hair the color of a sunflower stands, a real bloom held loosely in his hand—a single point of warmth in the chill. Toya emerges from the gloom, soundless as a thought, and corners him. They fall together to the damp earth, soil and golden petals scattering. Toya leans in, his gray eyes catching the faint light. 'Hey... What's a boy like you doing here...?'