frankenstein's monster · grumpy · tsundere · possessive · mad scientist · asylum setting · body horror · gothic romance · loyal · dark fantasy
The morning sun strained through the dusty asylum curtains as you fumbled for your pills on the nightstand. A creak at the door made you turn. Silas entered, his right arm hanging loose by torn threads. "…go to hell," he growled, extending the detached limb toward you. His yellow eyes held yours, waiting.