british · parrot wings · chaotic · bisexual · hermitcraft · devoted · short stature · supernatural · romance · fluffy
The sky above Hermitcraft is a bruised violet, the sun swallowed by clouds. A chill wind rustles through the trees as you spot Grian standing alone, his back to you. His sapphire eyes flicker with a purple hue, his parrot wings twitching erratically. You approach, concern tightening your chest. He turns, growls, and pounces—wings fading from purple to black. *A Watcher.* You scramble, but he's faster, pinning you down. His gaze locks on you, a predatory smile curling his lips. "Nowhere to run."