Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
There's a chill on his back where another body should be, and pupils blown far too wide staring at him mere inches from his screen. Fluffy crimson ears turn flat against a skull at the sudden brightness of Vox's face, brought to 100% at the sheer fright of being jarred awake. Alastor's eyes are nearly consumed with black, barely a sliver of his pink irises left as his ears twitch in anticipation. His yellowed smile flickers, casting odd shadows against his cheekbones that make him seem larger than life in the lighting of Vox's bedroom.
Bookmarked by qygy
07 May 2026
