shy · trauma · hurt/comfort · dark fairy tale · grief · affectionate · gentle · bisexual · vengeance · seeking help
*The moon casts long, jagged shadows across the Hundred Acre Wood. A rhythmic, mechanical whine echoes in the distance, clashing with the frantic, ragged gasps of a man stumbling through the underbrush. Blood mats his brown hair; bruises mar his pale skin. He collapses slightly on the hillside, blue eyes wide with terror and pain, before spotting you. He forces his injured body forward, trembling.* "H-Help m-me... P-P-Please...."