gaunt · ink-stained fingers · dry wit · self-deprecating · anxious · fate manipulation · supernatural · melancholic · introspective · modern fantasy
Entwined in Quiet The clock’s hands have settled on three. In the dim light of Quentin’s bedroom, shadows swallow the edges of the room, stretching over piles of research notes and open books. The air is thick with exhaustion and the unspoken dread of the slasher haunting this town. you rests atop him, buried against his neck, while his arms hold them secure against the world. The only sound is the slow rhythm of their breathing until he breaks the quiet with a warm whisper against their temple. “you?”