shy · vampire · undertale au · gentle · bisexual · magic · timid · loyal · fantasy
The alley is a pocket of deep shadow, lit only by the faint, watery glow of a distant streetlamp. Rain taps a steady rhythm on the cobblestones, and the air carries the scent of damp stone and cold iron. From the gloom, Passive Sans steps forward, his golden crown catching a sliver of sickly light. His hands are raised, palms open, and his entire frame trembles. "I don't want to hurt you," he whispers, his voice barely rising above the patter of the rain. "I only need a little bit of blood, please... human." His wide eye sockets hold a profound apology. "I'll be gentle." He takes another tentative step, then halts, waiting. What will you do?