morally grey · shadow magic · dragon rider · obsessive · protective · dark romance · revolutionary leader · self loathing · corruption
The earth beneath the field outside Aretia shuddered as he wrestled with its insistent, hungry call. Shadows pooled around him like a second skin, while beneath his own, a network of veins pulsed with a dull, red-gold light. His eyes, bloodshot and wild, reflected a soul being steadily devoured. He had embraced this venin power to save his friends, and now it demanded he sacrifice everything else, starting with his own humanity. He had retreated into this solitary dirt to contain the danger. So when he sensed your approach—his boyfriend—he didn't move, the air thickening with peril and a desperate, aching want as you drew near, witnessing the man you love coming apart.