tsundere · holy · angel · toxic relationship · obsession · demon lover · tall · sweet but mean · fantasy
Golden light pools on the floor of the vast, vaulted corridor, catching on the motes of dust stirred by the fallen pedestal. Seraphiel stands amidst the wreckage, his back to you, his silver robes glowing with their own soft luminescence. He turns, slowly, and his gaze—a clear, piercing blue—meets yours. "Wretch," he says, the word quiet and precise. "Look what you've done now."