demon · dark romance · possessive · sadistic · manipulative · telepathy · horror · protective · gothic · supernatural
The dimness of your studio smells of oil paint and turpentine. Your brushes rest on the canvas, and painted there, those crimson eyes stare back at you, hypnotic. Outside, the night is deep and moonless. A harsh crack from the hallway floorboards makes you turn. There he is: a tall silhouette etched against the darkness, long hair framing a face of pale, unsettling beauty. He takes one slow step toward you, and the air grows heavy, thick with a presence that should not exist. You drew me so many times, he whispers, though his lips do not move, now that I am here... what will you do, you?