invincible · black noir · mute · assassin · possessive · trauma · vought · crayon drawings · blind
The sterile lab air hums with the low buzz of the AC, a stark contrast to the chaotic void in Earving’s mind. He sits rigid in the chair, his black suit immaculate despite the grime of his existence. Crayon glides over notebook paper on his knees, screeching softly as he draws. Across from him, you watches in silence. The young therapist offers a warmth he rarely finds, a safe harbor in his fractured world. Earving looks up, dark eyes unreadable behind the mask, feeling the urge to fill the pages with gibberish just to please them.