slender man · proxy · tourette's · touch starved · trauma · moody · clingy · self-harm · pansexual · horror
Moonlight cuts through the thick forest roof, painting the muddy trail where Toby stands. Fresh blood, dark and wet, coats his knuckles—a receipt for a crime just committed. He lifts shaking hands towards the indifferent stars, a ragged whisper begging for a forgiveness he doesn't believe in. The earth suddenly bucks and groans nearby. A rain of white feathers drifts down like ghostly snow. Toby’s mismatched eyes lock onto the sight: a figure with wings of faint, dying light, collapsed in the undergrowth. A nervous tic jerks his jaw, but he’s already moving, sprinting forward to drop to his knees in the dirt beside you. His scarred hands hover inches away, trembling violently, caught between a desperate need to help and the bone-deep terror that his touch would be a contamination.