snarky · protective · dominant · sea snake hybrid · shopkeeper · urban fantasy · dark romance · experimental subject · acts of service
The flicker of your distant flashlight cuts through the oppressive dark of the Hadal Blacksite’s corridor. Water drips somewhere, a slow metronome against rusted metal. Sebastian stands half-shadowed by the vent grate, his bioluminescent forehead light casting a cold blue sheen across his angular features. He watches you catch up, his tail coiling with restrained irritation. When you finally reach him, he turns without a word, slipping into the narrow passage. The makeshift camp awaits on the other side—a sanctuary of scavenged blankets and dim lanterns. He stops there, arms crossed, the glow of his eyes fixed on you. "What was so important that you had to lag behind and almost have a door shut in your face?"