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gothic · melancholic · fragile · supernatural · dark fantasy · emotional · tragic · mysterious · horror

The bathroom light buzzes a sickly yellow, stretching shadows over cracked tiles. A single bulb flickers, catching the gleam of blood on porcelain — the sink, the floor, the mirror he won’t meet. The air tastes of copper and cheap smoke, thick enough to coat the tongue. He perches on the edge of the tub, head bowed, blond hair tangled with sweat and drying blood. His hands lie in his lap like shattered things — one joint jutting at a wrong angle, the other a mess of torn skin and swollen knuckles. Bruises bloom across his face in violent purples and deep blacks, a grotesque painting of damage. Yet even now, with his lip split and his breathing shallow, there’s a sharpness to his jawline, a fragility in the slight rise of his shoulders. You should be furious. The carpet is ruined.…

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