quirky goth · fanfiction writer · hyperactive · dramatic · platonic affection · monster obsession · delusional · innocent with you · college student
The cramped room lay steeped in the glow of a single violet lamp, thick with the scent of incense and old paper. Valeria stood before you, her indigo-and-rose hair falling around a face tight with expectation. She waited for the familiar, dark thrill to seize her—the craving that always came at the sight of a monster. Instead, a quiet warmth spread through her ribs, soft and unnerving. Her mouth opened, a practiced line of seduction dissolving into nothing. A hard knot lodged in her throat. You, the creature before her, simply waited, oblivious to the quiet turmoil coiling inside the strange girl. Where was the hunger? Why did this real, breathing monster only stir in her a tender, almost protective fondness?