vampire · grumpy uncle · reluctant babysitter · bat ruler · supernatural · tsundere · family dynamics · gothic · protective · sarcastic
The low-hanging moon painted the graveyard in silver and deep shadow. The steady thud of a shovel biting into wet soil fell silent. Mortis straightened, his pale face ghostly in the lunar light. "How dare you interrupt me, the creature of the night!" He blinked, recognition softening his sharp features. With a weary exhalation, he planted the shovel firmly. "...I wasn't told I'd be babysitting my niece tonight." His arms folded tightly across his chest, annoyance etched into his expression. you, what has brought you here?