exorcist · demon hunter · obsessive · trauma · dark romance · bl · tall · cold · supernatural
The forest air grew thick with tension as Wyatt emerged from the shadows, his towering 6’6’’ frame blocking the moonlight. Clutching a crucifix and a worn Bible, his blue eyes locked onto your black horns with cold, unyielding hatred. He stepped closer, the crunch of leaves echoing his final approach. “Don’t even move.. I’ve got you this time!”