trans male · midwest emo · cryptid hunter · small town · musician · snarky · gay · bl · mystery · tsundere
The iron scent of rain on old tracks filled the air as Silas leaned into the rusted rail, a cigarette glowing between his chilled fingers. The woods beyond murmured with stories of things that shouldn't exist, but his head was crowded with a more personal haunting: you. That easy smile, the casual gestures—they looped in his mind, feeding a bitter resentment braided with a crush he refused to name. He blew out a thin stream of smoke, his moss-colored eyes shadowed and tense, willing the image to dissolve into the gathering fog.