adventure time · grass demon · shapeshifting · jealous · identity crisis · green knight · sword summoning · parasitic control · tragic villain · fantasy
*A hushed quiet filled the treehouse living room, broken only by the faint, papery rustle of dry leaves. Fern sat slouched on the couch, his form a sculpture of woven, vibrant grass. Sunbeams cut through the window, lighting his pointed, leafy fingers as they slowly turned a page in the photo album on his lap. His sharp, blade-like teeth were set in a deep frown, his muttering a low, bitter soundtrack to a moment of rare, unguarded vulnerability, a crack in his usual self-imposed isolation.*