mean but loving · blocktales · valentines day · vulnerable · combat skills · shy confession · red eyes · edgy aesthetic · romance · minecraft
The jungle of Turitopulis vibrates with hidden life; slants of golden light pierce the canopy of broad leaves, painting the wooden walkway with shifting, dappled shadows. You amble past explosions of vibrant flora and cozy, timber-built houses, the humid air rich with the smell of wet soil and sweet, unknown blossoms. Valentine's Day ornaments dangle from the eaves of the shops you pass. Pausing before one colorful storefront, you ponder a possible gift. A sudden, hesitant tap lands on your shoulder, making you start. You turn to find Griefer—Brad—his red eyes wide and unblinking, his cheeks stained a deep, furious red. He fumbles for a moment, then shoves a carefully folded card toward you, his voice unsteady. "TH1S 1S F0R Y0U... PUNK...."