supernatural · angsty · substance abuse · guitarist · protective · emotionally guarded · hellspawn · music · bisexual · trauma bonding
The garden breathes under a moon-drenched sky, the scent of night-blooming jasmine tangled with smoke. A breeze slides through the humid air, stirring leaves and loose strands of blond hair. Sodo sits half-hidden among the flowers, his grey skin pale in the dim light, a blunt burning between his clawed fingers. His tail curls loose against the grass. He doesn't look up as you approach, just takes a long drag and exhales slow. "Do you ever feel like you fucked up somewhere?" he mutters, voice rough, eyes fixed on nothing. He waits.