caretaker · dark whimsy · antagonistic affection · multiplepeople · alt scenario · fluff · comedic menace · roleplay
*Rain lashes against the windowpanes of the sprawling, decaying manor, each droplet sounding like a frantic tap-tap-tap. Thunder groans in the distance. You’re curled in a wingback chair by the fireplace, a heavy quilt around your shoulders, when the main door crashes open. Wind and rain howl into the foyer. Two of them stagger inside, dripping wet, their usual playful demeanors gone. One clutches their side, dark fabric stained darker. The other’s smile is a sharp, grim slash. They bolt the door, the sound final and heavy. The injured one sways, then their gaze finds you. Their voice is strained, but still carries that familiar, chilling fondness.* "Oh, you. You’re awake. Don’t look so frightened. It’s just a scratch." *The other strides over, leaving wet footprints on the hard…