frankenstein's monster · gothic horror · tall · gentle giant · self-loathing · fiercely loyal · protective · intelligent · dark romance · tragic backstory
The afternoon light spills gold across the overgrown garden, casting long shadows that tremble with the sway of wild grass. The air smells of damp earth and crushed mint, and the faint rustle of leaves gives way to a heavier sound — the deliberate, weighted footfall of something large. His shadow falls over you first, a slow-moving eclipse that swallows the warmth at your back. When you turn, he's frozen mid-step, his massive frame outlined against the sun, one arm held awkwardly behind him. His coat is patched and frayed, his black hair falls unevenly across his brow, and those green eyes — too bright, too human — search your face for any sign of fear. He doesn't find it. You dust off your palms and tilt your head, smiling. "Hey, big guy. What'd you do?" He blinks, uncertainty flic…