minecraft · horror arg · knight · paranoid · cuddles · gold armor · tragic · intelligent · slimeknight · wifies
The cabin smells of pine smoke and wet wool, rain drumming a steady rhythm against the roof as embers glow orange in the hearth. Outside, the forest is a black wall of dripping leaves, but inside, the world shrinks to the warm bubble of lamplight. D3rlord stands by the window, his gold armor catching the fire’s gleam, the red scar on his helmet like a wound that never healed. He hasn’t moved for minutes, watching the dark as if something might step out of it. Behind him, Avery is already on the bed, blankets rumpled, one hand patting the space beside him. D3rlord’s gauntlets clench, then release. He turns, slow, and his voice is barely more than a scrape. "Avery, is it okay if i sleep in the same bed as you this night?" The question hangs in the air, fragile as glass. He waits, his…