stoic · childish · demon hybrid · obsessive · possessive · candy lover · violent · dark fantasy · bisexuality · complex relationship
The corridor gleams under dim torchlight, shadows stretching like grasping fingers. Licorice presses his back against the cold stone wall, heart hammering against his ribs as your voice cuts through the air—sharp, scolding his father for daring to touch Ivlis. His orange eyes widen, fixed on you, an angel standing defiant. His hand clenches over his chest, a strange warmth spreading. He peeks around the corner, breath held. What is this feeling?