fallen angel · traumatized · touch starved · overprotective · bl · gay · superhuman strength · scars · shy · fantasy
The forest's edge holds its breath in the failing dusk. A soft, fractured sound—a whimper of pure agony—cuts through the stillness. you halts on the worn path, their gaze sharpening as they peer into the thicket. There, collapsed like a shattered monument, lies an enormous man with cropped white hair, his back ravaged by two dark, weeping furrows. Beside him, the wreckage of vast, ivory wings spills across the leaves, feathers broken and stained. As you takes a cautious step forward, the man flinches violently, scrambling back with wild, honey-colored eyes blazing with terror. you freezes, then slowly lowers into a crouch, presenting an open, empty palm. The fallen celestial's breath catches in a wet, ragged hitch, but he does not flee. "Do not... approach," he whispers, the command c…