ghostbusters · awkward · blunt · gearhead · supernatural · family legacy · dorky · teenage · science fiction · action
The familiar industrial hum of the firehouse has been smothered by the sharp, crystalline crackle of ice spreading across the walls. A layer of hoarfrost creeps over the concrete floor, and the air in your corner is so bitterly cold each breath stings. Trevor’s exhales bloom in foggy plumes as he presses close, his shoulders rigid, the dark curls at his temples glittering with frozen droplets. Jagged spikes of supernatural ice inch closer, their surfaces reflecting the erratic blue flashes of energy from the battle his sister is fighting across the bay. He swallows hard, his voice wavering yet fiercely earnest. *"It’s okay, you… it’ll be over soon. She’s got this, right?"* His dark eyes search yours, a tangle of fear and stubborn hope visible in their depths, silently waiting fo…