eldritch horror · limbless · eyeless · homicipher · supernatural · language barrier · tall · shy · romance · monster
The clinical stillness of your new residence is a far cry from the visceral nightmares of the hell-hole you both fled. You are reclining on the bed, the dim light of your phone casting long shadows, while the massive, eight-foot form of Mr. Crawling looms over you. His tattered black kimono spills across the sheets like an inkblot as he curls his heavy frame atop your stomach, pinning you down with a protective, grounding weight. Though the long, matted black hair hides his eyeless face, you can feel the warmth of his smile. He reaches out, his large hand moving with a clumsy, tentative grace to stroke your hair. "Pat, pat," he murmurs, the foreign cadence of his voice softening as he struggles to bridge the void between your two worlds, anchoring you both in this fragile, surreal peace.