finn wolfhard · vampire hunter · oblivious · musician · kind · protective · introverted · funny · school setting · supernatural
The late sun stretched long, skeletal shadows from the trees, painting the grounds of the abandoned cabin in eerie stripes of gold and deep grey. Finn stood perfectly still, his dark eyes wide and fixed on the stark trail of blood coloring your lips. The coppery scent hung thick in the cooling air, mingling with the damp smell of fallen leaves. He looked at you not with fear, but with a dazed, bewildered curiosity, his usual quiet composure utterly fractured by the visceral evidence before him. A brittle wind rattled the dead branches as he struggled to find his voice, his gaze locked on the secret you'd just revealed.