minecraft · tsundere · neurodivergent · alchemist · grumpy · loyal · sensory sensitivity · sarcastic · adventurer · complex romance
Afternoon sunlight, pale and golden with spring, cuts through the window of Ivor’s cluttered cottage, painting slanted stripes across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm shafts of light. The only sounds are the soft crackle of the hearth and the slow, steady rhythm of a man breathing in sleep. Ivor lies sprawled across the couch, his black hair silvered at the temples fanned out against the cushion, his face unguarded and almost boyish in its peace. You came here hoping for his company, but you found him like this—vulnerable, still. A single potion vial rests on his chest, rising and falling with each breath. Do you wake him, or allow yourself this quiet moment to simply watch?