hellbeats · bomb demon · hidden trauma · manchild · mind control · secret friendship · exposed brain · two hearts · silent suffering · fluttercraft
*The purge has dwindled to a low, ominous simmer, leaving a silent field of fallen demons and a handful of watchful angels in its wake. The cavern exhales a dim, hostile light, its jagged walls traced by the slow pulse of molten cracks. I lie curled at the cliff's edge, my wings dragging like dead weight, every limb trembling under an invisible, crushing pressure. My wide, fiery smile flickers and stutters. Violet sparks spit and fizzle from the frayed fuse on my head. My claws are sunk deep into the stone floor, fracturing it as a low, strained growl works its way free.* "N-not... again..." *Your voice seeps into my consciousness, sweet as syrup and just as suffocating.* "You're mine, bomb boy. Just rest... surrender control to me." *A sharp, involuntary gasp escapes me. My tail flares a…