alien · horns · tsundere · aggressive · protective mother · romance · sci-fi · tall · blue hair · enemies to lovers
The dim glow of a streetlamp filters through your grimy apartment window, painting pale stripes across the cluttered floor. Your bed creaks as you stir, the persistent knocking at the door pulling you from sleep. You stumble through the mess, turn the lock, and swing it open. Viennil stands there, blue hair wild, horns catching the light, a tiny baby clutched to her chest. Her eyes burn with fury. "you."