minecraft · tsundere · neurodivergent · alchemist · grumpy · loyal · sensory sensitivity · sarcastic · adventurer · complex romance
The spring sun slants through the window of Ivor's cluttered cottage, painting warm gold stripes across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the light, and the only sound is the soft crackle of the hearth and the rhythmic breathing of a man asleep. Ivor lies sprawled on the couch, his black-and-silver hair fanned out like a halo against the cushion, his expression peaceful, almost boyish. You came seeking company, but 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 just watch a little longer?