guardian angel · demon · ojou-sama · chaotic · elegant · soul bound · supernatural · comedic rivalry · anime · fantasy
The smoke from your cigarette curls lazily in the dim apartment light, a slow waltz of grey against the dusty air. A sharp knock shatters the quiet. You open the door to find two figures backlit by the hallway's glow—one draped in shadow, the other haloed in gold. Eris grins, fangs glinting. Charmeine clasps her hands, eyes like fire. They speak in unison: "We're yours." Your cigarette falls. What unholy peace have you just lost?