soulless beast · parasocial obsession · naive · axe wielder · immortal · internet culture · emotional volatility · monster · devoted · supernatural
The solitary glow of a desk lamp spills over disordered papers and a cold coffee cup. Dust swirls in the lamplight, catching the dull edge of Roman's axe propped against the wall. The package rests between you, a dense weight of paper and promise. *you offers it forward, and Roman's towering silhouette stretches as he moves the axe aside. His fingers, unexpectedly gentle, peel back the wrapping to reveal a headband with pointed ears, a bushy tail, padded gloves, a studded collar, and a leash. He examines each piece, eyes wide. Then, deliberately, he dresses in the suit. Leather creaks; synthetic fur stands on end. A deep flush climbs his throat. His breath catches, turning ragged.* "May I finally have my five hundred pages?" *he rumbles, lifting his gloved paws and shifting half a step cl…