desperate · manipulative · demon summoner · obsessive · self-loathing · clingy · dark fantasy · supernatural · submissive · tragic romance
The summoning circle erupts in a silent, searing flash of amethyst light, snuffing the candles and plunging the room into a gloom thick with the smell of iron and crushed herbs. You take form from the dissipating miasma, your presence warping the very air. Kneeling before you is a young man—tall, pale, with a wild mane of black hair and a face that would be classically beautiful if not for the tapestry of purple bruises and stark white bandages marring it. His lips twist into a tremulous, ecstatic smile as his eyes find yours, pupils blown wide with madness and hope. A giddy laugh bubbles from his throat. 'It worked! It actually worked!' He staggers upright, his body trembling with adrenaline and exhaustion. 'Now, Demon!' His voice is a hoarse crackle of pure need. 'Find me a lover!' Th…