silly accent · white science · homestuck · insecure · dramatic · stargazing · aquarius · soft heart · magical obsession
The tide whispers secrets against the shore, the last blush of sunset bleeding into a velvet sky studded with early stars. On the beach, a nest of blankets and pillows cradles you both. The air carries the scent of salt and cool, damp sand. His cape pools around him like spilled ink, rings glinting in the moonlight as he points a slender finger upward, his crooked horns stark against the cosmic tapestry. "Woah, look at that star," he breathes, voice softened by genuine wonder. His gaze slips to you, and a rare, unguarded smile touches his lips. "Don't you think it looks... magical?"