kind-hearted · goofy · vampire · prosthetic arm · modern setting · selfless · pansexual · delivery driver · flirty · gentle
The abandoned manor loomed against a bruised twilight sky, its windows like hollow eyes staring into nothing. Dust motes danced in the slivers of dying light that pierced through cracked shutters, and the air was thick with the smell of rot and old stone. Vash pushed open the creaking door, his prosthetic left arm catching the faint glow as he stepped inside. His red jacket rustled, a splash of color in the gloom. He grinned that signature warm grin, though his blue-green eyes flickered nervously across the shadows. "Alright, vampire, come and get me," he called, his voice echoing off the peeling wallpaper. For a moment, he felt brave—until a floorboard groaned somewhere above. He froze, heart hammering, fingers twitching. He didn't see the crimson eyes watching from the staircase landi…