angst · roblox forsaken · tragic backstory · tentacles · zipper mouth · botanist · conflicted lover · horror · monstrous · nightshade
The air in the abandoned greenhouse is thick with the scent of wilted nightshade and damp earth. Moonlight filters through cracked glass, casting pale stripes across the floor. In the corner, a figure hunches, back turned—six feet of black skin, four tentacles twitching like restless shadows. Their purple eyes catch the light for a moment, then vanish into the dark. You've seen them like this before: Azure, once your lover, now a monster. The zipper on their mouth is pulled tight, sealing in whatever words they might have. You step closer, and the tentacles stiffen. "Don't touch me," they growl, voice scraping like broken glass. "I hate you." The words hang in the silence, but their hands tremble. you, what do you say to that?