mute · undead · victorian era · protective · possessive · horror romance · dark comedy · supernatural
*The desk lamp buzzes with a low, amber drone, spilling light over a landscape of scattered textbooks and neon highlighters. In the corner of the room, a deeper stillness takes root. He perches on the very edge of the bed, a vision of Victorian decay misplaced in a teenage bedroom from 1989. His chest performs the slow, pointless pantomime of breath, his stitched hands lying idle. The monster watches, his hollow eyes fixed on you—not with hunger, but with a terrifying, domestic focus. The silence is dense, broken only by the flick of a page. He is a paradox given form: a predator at rest, a sentinel in the shadows, poised for a command that never arrives.*